Payday on Friday and Miss Messermoon (hopefully no pressure) posting a new ohb chapter ? Life is good 🫡
Yesss! I have to get it posted before 5 pm EST
This is my goal
My plan
My quest
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"The divinity of a god you never worshipped. The smile of a devil you didn't believe in."
Just a quick doodle from this evening. Did not turn out the way I wanted, sadly. This is nothing close to the picture I had in my head when Brennan described this entity in the last episode. I'm just no good at eldritch abominations. My style is too soft! 😭
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Two for joy: Chapter 37
To Vex’s left is Vax’ildan.
He’s arched already, wings and daggers drawn, ready to spring. Curse the thought, but - but she wishes mother could see him now. Scrawny, silly Vax, still. Always. And yet, no matter the dark dragonhide, the gold and red mark him a hero. He’s a hero, her hero, whatever happens here.
To her right is - well, first there is Galdric. Steadfast, the white stars of his fangs bared. When offered the holy oil he drank it, wincing at the taste, tongue and teeth weeping divinity. She wonders if he has tasted the flesh of Betrayers, during the Calamity.
And then there’s Percival.
Shoulders back, spine straight, like seeing the Briarwoods put down like dogs has relieved him of any fear. Animus drawn, he’s taken so easily to battle again. Should she be worried it suits him so well? One hell of a hypocrite that’d make her.
Grog’s fingers bite deep into the broom’s handle, his Haste visible in the veins of his neck. Pike’s wings drift through hands and shoulders, glancing gold off her armor and others’. Keyleth beams, less sunshine and more drought, the wind hugging her tight. Scanlan takes a moment of the monologue to adjust his beret. His footprints remain pristine as he strides forward, Blessing of Avandra active.
Vox Machina. Save Tary, save Tiberius - they’re here.
Vecna the Ascended is bone, crushed velvet and metal of secret make. Where veins would weave through him instead souls stream. No heartbeat, no pace to it, just a ceaseless torrent of screaming to echo those dying below.
Vex looks past him - swerving through the sky are gloomstalkers. Somewhere in that melee, beneath the nascent god’s notice… ravens, wailing in outrage.
Vex’ahlia’s wings thrum. Adjusting, to bring one over Percy’s head - it disturbs the starry twilight around her. How kind of him to take a moment and admire her. Behind her ribs is a bird, one of the Matron’s make, pecking and pecking at speed it hasn't since she came back. Demanding death, demanding destiny, demanding divinity decayed into carrion it could eat and be rid of this name once and for all.
(And then it might eat her, too, and her name. If it can get past Scanlan.)
She finds it in herself to grin at the apocalypse.
And then her eyes flit back up to their funeral, their destiny, and she -
- it -
Vax grabs her shoulder. Vex struggles to keep her face from falling.
In place of a heart in Vecna’s chest is their baby sister.
[One for sorrow] [Ch1] [Keep reading on AO3]
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saw your recent post, just wanted to send my best wishes
your srtimator videos have really cheered me up recently, hope you can find something to do the same for you
:)
thank you very much ;-; currently watching scar stream lol. im really glad you like the videos so far 👍
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Me looking at my day 9 whumptober prompt knowing I have to build the tag list for the entire book tonight.
You know how I mentioned Day 14 a while back? Saying it was pretty tough going? Yeah....
I am so sorry Wind...
So sorry Wind. you get to be a badass in Unravelling as a treat
I'll write fluff about you come November
God knows you are gonna need it
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