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#very loyal and very devoted
orchid-n-petals · 8 months
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So I've already shared parts of this on a discord server, but I have to scream about Ketheric Thorm on here as well. Obviously spoilers about the character under the cut! It's a long one.
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The entirety of act 2 is about him, right? Jaheira, Shadowheart and numerous other NPCs shit on him for his fickle faith. First Selune, then Shar, then, as we meet him, Myrkul. You hear about his changes of faith on a whim, you hear that he's the person responsible for the shadow curse, he is painted as a villain, plain and simple.
You can figure it out pretty early on that Isobel was resurrected and that she is his daughter; the detail as well that he wants Isobel alive is so on the nose, it gives him away completely but there are still a few questions that remain unanswered, mainly about his faith.
And then you get to the mausoleum and the picture assembles; this entire tragedy, the death of hundreds if not thousands and the complete ruination of a landscape was all, ALL because you had this absolutely wrenched, heartbroken father who had lost everything and nobody answered his grief. He was left woefully alone, the Goddess whose daughter his daughter was involved with did nothing to save Isobel.
Imagine outliving your wife and your daughter. Imagine dedicating your life to fight the Lady of Loss, your Lady of Silver's enemy, and then be left so completely alone and in silence with your grief, with your loss. It's so, so poetic how and why he turned from Selune, and it's so understandable as well; he broke. His spirit completely broke. He couldn't deal with that void of having lost the only two important people in his life, seemingly undeservedly so. He was going mad with this and a lot of his ire was likely targeted at Aylin who, in his eye, represented Selune; she's literally her daughter, after all, and it was implied that even before the deaths of his family, he sort of saw Aylin courting Isobel as Selune taking his daughter from him, despite his service. This relationship was clearly not seen by him as a boon of "giving his daughter to the Moon-maiden".
His ways in the past clearly didn't spare him from tragedy and having to cope with it (which he clearly didn't, he snapped under the weight of his grief). He was clearly angry and unable to do anything, furious and helpless, which is a dangerous combination. A good part of his first change of heart must have been fuelled by a sense of revenge.
But then Shar didn't provide any balm to his aching heart either. If you read his letters in Grymforge and in act 2, he is so focused on enacting the will of Shar because he believes that healing lies in oblivion. Everything would be easier if he could just forget, if the damn world could just forget, if nothing was remembered because without Melodia and Isobel, nothing was worth remembering.
Then came Myrkul. Literally the only god who was not only able, but WILLING to give back his daughter to him. Imagine spending your all, EVERYTHING you have to serve two gods who would not give a single shit about the greatest suffering in your life. You were basically nothing, your loyalty didn't matter for shit, everything that was taken from you amounted to no recognition whatsoever: you should simply cope and seethe. Your grief will not simply go unanswered (which is not inherently antagonising) but ignored.
And then comes this supposedly evil entity who can alleviate your pain just like that, snap of a finger and it's a done deal.
I am so serious when I say that I believe Ketheric's main incentive was to extend Aylin's immortality to Isobel as well. You can read in her diary that she feels a taint after having came back, and there are things not even Selune can cleanse, but at this point, Ketheric doesn't care about Selune, vengeance is secondary if not tertiary, he's done that war during his Shar years and what did it give him? Literally nothing.
He doesn't even care about the fact that Isobel is still her cleric. He cares about the single most important fact: Isobel is back. Life is worth living again, there is something for him, and it was not Selune or Shar who gave it to him but Myrkul, and for this singular gift, he would raze the world for the Lord of Bones. Like people can clown on him for being disloyal but the man has the loyalty of a dog bonded to its owner.
He is powerful and is willing to go to insane lengths for crumbs. What is raising a single life for a god? Nothing. It has happened and it will happen again. But Ketheric will go to the ends of the earth to serve the single god who actually listened to him. The one god who didn't ignore him.
He knows that what he does is not the morally upright thing! He is so insanely self-aware that allying with Orin and Gortash and doing this entire plot with them only to then betray them is morally reprehensible at the best of times, he knows that people hate him, etc-etc. He was a Selunite at one point and he's not stupid. He just doesn't care; it could be literal Asmodeus and he wouldn't care as long as he got what he wanted, no matter the price.
He is probably the only one from the three of the chosen who has complete clarity over his situation, he almost sways (if you pass the check during his confrontation), he is not an inherently evil man blinded by power.
But he is inherently loyal to those deserving, and as of the story's standing, completely broken by his grief. In his eyes, at this point, the only one deserving loyalty is the one who actually listened to him. Isobel lives. It doesn't matter that she hates him, that his entire life has fallen apart, that literally nothing else that is good has come of it, because Isobel lives.
I don't think he regrets a single thing. His consciousness might tear at him at the end, but I believe he would do everything over again, exactly as he did, because in the end, his daughter was brought back. Because what would a grieving, broken parent give to bring back their child? Everything. Absolutely everything. And it's such a simply given answer, no second thoughts, no doubts.
Nobody can tell me that this man is fickle. Nobody. This man was willing to burn the world to the ground, create a Boudica destruction layer all by himself for the one single thing he wanted. For any God that would listen.
I don't know, I just have a lot of thoughts about his character.
#bg3#baldur's gate 3#ketheric thorm#and I also have a lot of thoughts of how Aylin foils him#I fully believe that he was in the right in the capacity that he switched around his gods when he was literally ignored despite his life's#work. despite all that he has given. I think it's reasonable to expect in the world of gods who actively meddle in mortal affairs on their#whims and make shit worse that in just one single case they would. idk. NOT expect one of their devotees to remain blindly loyal to them#after their prayers go unanswered. like yes; go and try your luck elsewhere because this devotion of yours is clearly being taken for#granted. you get NOTHING out of your worship. you can't even sleep well because your loved ones are dead and you are expected to just what?#deal with it on your own? and remain loyal? why?#some sense of 'honour'?#I really like this depiction of faith actually. I really like when clerics and paladins are given agency and critical thought that hey!#this is actually giving me nothing despite me dedicating my entire life to it! and I have only one of it so why not take it somewhere where#it's actually valued. you know. as a treat.#I *personally* much more prefer this depiction of a crisis of faith than what we got with Shadowheart or Lae'zel; their stories are very#interesting on their own but I think throwing yourself from one end to the other not because you actually have a goal that it could serve#but because you are desperate for a purpose#is a slightly less potent character narrative than having an actual goal yourself. not by much but by a little.#again#PERSONALLY
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swordmaid · 5 months
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shri’iia mood board
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lazycranberrydoodles · 4 months
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ive seen your “wouldn’t be the first time i got beheaded” comic on like 7 separate occasions and feng xin’s face gets me every. dang. time 😭
LOL thank you. the different reactions to Classic Xie Lian Antics is so funny to me. feng xin is so openly horrified and disturbed every time xie lian talks about that kind of stuff. i guess he thought that xie lian would have improved his situation by now (the last time he saw him was bricklaying at the start of his second banishment).
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starheirxero · 5 months
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I’ve been listening to the tboi: antibirth ost lately and the “machine in the walls” song specifically is just very Lord Eclipse to me in terms of how it sounds and I can’t really explain it. It’s just been making me think abt him a lot
Like. I feel like Lord Eclipse’s universe could have been a very interesting and almost horrifying world if the show wasn’t bound to a vrchat format. like. could you imagine? Moon walking through the library and finding a large, open area that’s illuminated by the sunlight pouring in through a stained glass depiction of Eclipse?
Could you imagine if the reveal wasn’t by the man himself beckoning over Sun and talking down to him, but instead Moon follows Sun as he enters what used to be a throne room to tell Lord Eclipse that he’s done his errands and tasks for the day? Could you imagine Moon and Lunar’s horror upon realizing that Lord Eclipse no longer looks like the stained glass windows as his long, centipede-like form uncurls and he tells Sun that he’s not done yet, because someone is inside the castle?
Could you imagine if, instead of a stand-off between Moon and Lunar and Lord Eclipse, their final interaction is Moon sprinting through the shining castle halls for dear life because Lord Eclipse has taken it upon himself to find and hunt the other animatronic, and despite his uncoordinated hands sending him crashing into walls and pillars, he has surprising speed?
Wouldn’t that be horrifying? Wouldn’t that be awesome?
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little-meowyao · 5 months
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I really enjoy throwing some random guy with no significant connections to either NMJ or LXC into 3zun.
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I drew some delicious glowy Tron guys because I love that movie so much. The original one has such good designs but most people have only seen the new one. Got kinda obsessed and made little backstories for each of these guys.
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I love the way you can describe Thenamesh. How you find the right word to describe anything. It’s very poetic. Maybe you can use your talent and write something beautiful?
How Thena sees Gil? What she thinks when she is looking into his eyes, sees his smile? How he is tall and has these muscles but is very very gentle with anything fragile. How he is utterly gentle and soft with her?
Just her perspective of him. Something beautiful, soft and sweet.
Im looking forward for more story’s of you ❤️
Warmth
There are a few things that can come to mind when looking at the Strongest Eternal, but the first and foremost should be warmth. He radiates it, embodies it, effuses it. And it spreads to those around him, encouraging them to bask in such qualities as his warmth and his humour and his utter kindness.
When she looks at him, something stirs within her mind. it's hard to explain, and the Warrior Eternal is not exactly one confounded by her own thoughts often. But looking at him pulls something from deep within her. It lies dormant, under her unconscious thought when she doesn't need it. But how she loves that indescribable feeling.
From the moment their eyes met in deep space, to when her hand slipped into his when they first touched down on the planet, something about him makes her feel at ease.
The nerves in her body calm, the thoughts in her head quiet. He stills her like a ripple stills the water in its wake. She gives him her hand and his warmth washes over her. It loosens her, softens her jagged edges. She tucks her elbow in, bringing herself closer to him by her own volition. Because the choice to be closer to him is an easy one.
She watches him across from her, through the flames of revelry. Deviants have been slain and celebration is in order. She is not one for it, but he is. And if he is there, then she will not be far. Not unless it's to protect that smile of his--the warmth he carries preciously without even realising it.
"Come and have a drink with me."
Cold and hard, just like her. "No."
Not all of them are. Sersi is soft and warm, Makkari is bright and warm. Kingo is a little too bright, if anything. But none of them are warm like he is.
He turns and looks at her, bathed in Babylonian sun. His hair moves in the wind, soft and almost fluffy on the top of his head. It catches the light and holds it with its dark colour. His skin glows from the work he's doing. He waves.
His eyes are warm, and so gentle. Their colour is brown, but Thena will never have the words to describe how they are so much more than that. They are warm soup he makes for her when it's raining, or tea he brews when she can't sleep. They are the last embers of a fire she keeps stoked so he won't be cold after dozing off in the middle of watch duty. They are the first hints of sunlight she glimpses on his skin before going back to sleep, content with just the sight of him.
"Hey," he greets her plainly and simply. The one word has so, so many others behind it--so much that exists between them.
"Hey," she smiles back at him, content as his smile pulls up to one side while he tries to guess her thoughts. She lets him, because she gets to look at him for longer.
His eyes flutter as she reaches up to brush away a bead or two of sweat. He has black eyelashes, which make her envious because they get to touch his cheeks whenever they please.
"What have you been up to?" he asks lightly, his hand hovering closer, lingering in a way that would get anyone else killed.
She allows it, because it's easier than giving in and leaning all the way into it. "Watch."
He nods, content with her one word, because he knows she has chosen it just for him.
"You?" she asks, and this too is more than anyone else would get.
"Helping patch up the hole," he points to the last point of impact from a previous fight. It was a good fight. "Just finished."
"Hm," she purrs, eyes travelling over him. She follows every move of his shoulders, every breath that expands his chest under his armour, ever twitch in his arms after a hard day's work.
Those arms can rip a Deviant's head clean off. They are also made to fit around her in embraces that can only be described as painfully gentle.
"Hungry?" he asks, because he's always so concerned with feeding her.
She lets his hand come to the small of her back, his palm spreading against it. She knows every bend of muscle, every edge of bone, every ridge in the tips of his fingers. "What are you making?"
His smile puts the sun to shame. "Anything you want."
She lets out a fraction of a laugh, but he brightens as if she has promised him riches beyond compare. He always presents himself as living to hear even the smallest laugh from her. That is how she feels about his smile.
"Honey buns?" he suggests, and is rewarded with a full, bright smile, her lips pulling back from her teeth.
His eyes trail over them. Just like she knows every muscle on his body, he knows every bend and line in her lips. "I'll take that as a yes."
She keeps her eyes on him as they walk. She has no choice; he's too beautiful to look away. His hand moves and soon his arm is looped around her, as easily and lazily as he might lean against something.
She leans against him--leans into it.
How she loves him.
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greededling · 2 months
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im going to say something
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darkestspring · 1 year
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Please write more Baelon ll x reader the fic was interesting why don't people like the betrothal?
it's mostly because as i've stated before, alicent is very protective of baelon ii, seeing as she raised hi since he was six years old, his mother's murder fresh on his mind. baelon's devotion towards alicent is mostly because as baelon grows up, alicent is always there, caring for him and teaching him and being accountable for him despite the fact that she had no obligations towards him.
when baelon loses an eye defending aemond, alicent loses herself with worry. her beloved child, the boy she looked after for years has been maimed by his own family. alicent literally has to be stopped by a pain stricken baelon to keep her from attacked luke. alicent is extremely protective of baelon even if he's not biologically her child.
that protectiveness leads to alicent disliking any women close to baelon. she doesn't really want him to marry, she wants him to remain close. the only person she really is fine with him marry is helaena because it keeps him close. she grows used to his marriage with maris baratheon.
alicent love and protectiveness of baelon grows into a near obsession. she believes him to be her innocent little angel no matter what he does. baelon is her prefect little angel who can do no wrong.
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lohstandfound · 3 months
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i have not been able to stop thinking about my richjake angel x demon post and now i cant even figure out my own angel/demon lore
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azzzhat · 2 years
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@ataintedcure cat sketches?? kitten aconite makes my heart go brr
he's so fluffy look at that bushy tail you could sleep on it hdjsjdjd adorable
might tweak the redness of his palette a bit
floppy ear brothers!! so cute. there's some symbolism stashed in there but ehhh I'll hide it in the tags
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perenlop · 11 months
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me when star allies is so so so close to being a fantastic game with amazing characters like zan being the eldest who takes the brunt of hyness and her religion’s cruelty or hyness being someone driven to insanity over his religion and devotion and the darker tone of the ending is so interesting and the gameplay is wholesome and the dream friends are so awesome but its english translation is so botched and it shrugs off hyness’s actions with “oh he got carried away its fine teehee he and the sisters are on best terms afterwards despite him abusing them since childhood” and the main story is not fun to replay bc its so easy and i cant blame people for saying its mediocre because not everyone is as invested in coming up with a story from the lore but its agonizing bc the game was so close to being a knockout
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waitineedaname · 2 years
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maybe it's the aro in me but I really really love that the most devoted relationship in the locked tomb is platonic
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aidenwaites · 8 months
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The Dream is that one day Jack Rabbit will get made and ill get to do a Q&A where I get to gush about how much of a selfish dick Alex is <3
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josephslittledeputy · 2 years
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Can’t remember if this uquiz has been done before, but I thought it was pretty interesting sooo, tagging @natesofrellis​ @sstewyhosseini​ @thomrainer​ @clicheantagonist​ @turbo-virgins​ @purplehairsecretlair​ @marivenah​ (Only if you want of course, no pressure!)
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little-meowyao · 5 months
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I regret to inform there is no su3zun on ao3
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