they/them, cr, pjo, d20, mostly just a place for my thoughts to go
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ok ok ok imodna enjoyers
listen i know we're all. Slightly in pain from Recent Events.
but consider.
loml by taylor swift as an imodna song in the future. it would be a loss but,,,failing up perhaps
i simply cannot remove it from my head so now it must plague all of you youre welcome!
Travis Willingham saw the no warning "can I kiss you" and went
"bet."
AND NOW FJORESTER ARE ENGAGED THIS IS OUTSTANDING
just finished my apollo romance playthrough (the last one i needed for achievement reasons) and while i am still a hardcore Persephone stan,,,
DAMN that song is good. i love that song. i will be replaying that song alone. persephone my one and only but like,,,the music in apollo romance hits
just finished my first stray gods playthrough. very good game would recommend.
So now that Imodna is canon (FINALLY) i can NOT wait until the party meets Otohan Thull again. Imogen is gonna make her eat dust i cannot wait.Â
🤠low quality meme for a high quality scene đź¤
does Lady Amangeaux Epicee du Peche, rightful queen of Vegetania, warrior of Fructera know that she is my mother because i swear to god she had best survive this series
so like did i think pamelia rocks was gonna die this episode, yesÂ
but God Damn Lou Wilson absolutely tore my heart out with this one yall. i may never emotionally recover. and then the WIDE range of reaction of what theyd just done mmmmm.
very good episode. but also gimme the adventuring party like asap i beg
coming back out of the my hole to say that if anything happens to that little wine grape baby ms aabria iyengar i will be VERY UPSET
i just blanked out the entire episode because hoo boy, that was a LOT to process. im still so stuck on that bit about avalir. like. THEYRE REMEMBERED!!! somewhat remembered, sure, but!!! it means patia's efforts werent in vain!!! maybe not all of her knowledge survived but some of it did!!! and sam perking up when matt mentioned the arcane batteries. gave me such intense loquaerryn flashbacks. im sorry im still so emotional about exu calamity
"What are my stats? They are a LOT lower than Patia's!"
Level,,,6!
wake up girlies new brennan lee mulligan “the game has been rigged from beginning” monologue just dropped
all things end: a fanmix for the fall of avalir and the breaking of the world
“All things end: Lives, stories, even ages.“
LISTEN ON SPOTIFY
SIDE A
everybody wants to rule the world · lorde | welcome to the show · britt nicole | the city is at war · cobra starship | glory and gore · lorde | knights of cydonia · muse | centuries · fall out boy | come along · cosmo sheldrake | the last of the real ones · fall out boy | cream and bastards rise · harvey danger | great vacation · dirt poor robins | 100 generations · thoushaltnot | watershed · vienna teng | pompeii · bastille | house of memories · panic! at the disco | you’re gonna go far, kid · the offspring
SIDE B
how villains are made · madelen duke | seven devils · florence + the machine | oblivion · patrick wolf | world on fire · les friction | four horsemen · audiomachine | guns for hire · woodkid | who will save you now · les friction | destruction of laputa · suginami junior chorus | the other side · woodkid | paper cities · other lives | goodbye · ramsey | the last snowfall · vienna teng | they are at rest · edward elgar | radio war · iron & wine | dark horse on the wind · susan mckeown | empire · dar williams
this is how ive been feeling all day
i mean are we gonna talk about the fact that canonically Patia Por’co had her arm blasted away from the elbow and her fingers obliterated by the ring of mind shielding before she died. a sister has two whole fingers to her name… or maybe five idk how to count
a good meal can leave you flat on your back helpless tender and open, a good poem can set your head on fire, a good book can make you feel like the walls of the world have blown open, a good song can shift everything in your life just a little to the left. these are very serious things & not to be reckoned with
"Of course I'm safe. You'd never let anything happen to me." / "I would never let anything happen to you."
"Dad. You know I won't look like this when you get home."
There are a lot of stories in Exandria of mortals who stumbled their way into Feywild and fell in love with an enchanting fairy that they met there. But there's one story of a fairy who stumbled into this world and fell in love.
And in that instant realizes you can hold all the knowledge in the world. But if it dies with you, it doesn't matter.
"I promised you I'd never forget." / "I promised you I wouldn't either."
You hear in your heart, "Darling, no."
Do I know? Do I feel it? That he's gone? / You do.
Laerryn's screams fill whatever secret hallway she's in.
"No, baby. I'll always have my eye on you." And I squeeze their hands.
"I don't know how deeply you have sacrificed to do what must be done, but I know this: There is no god that strides this world that I worship more than I worship your heart... I bear your name. I bear it on this stone. And one day, I will bring you home."
In the kiss, I'll cast Cure Wounds on you.
"It's all on you, smart girl."
And I'll just turn my back on the door and let it close. / No! No, you have to go.
"I'm sorry, my lady. I love you, but I love another more" / "My child, my heart breaks. But I would rather mine break and yours be kept whole."
"But our two cities are like a married couple. We may have our differences. But we are connected by love for eternity. We made a promise to each other, and it's one we must fulfill."
"...and remember the Architect Arcane, Laerryn, the most beautiful woman in the world."
"Yes, it's me. Just look at my eyes. Don't look at anything else. Just look at my eyes, please."
I've kept so many of my thoughts and dreams and wishes for him. I hand it to him. I set it on the ground because I don't expect him to actually take it from my hands. "This is for you. Everything you've ever wanted to know about me and your father, it's here."
"Dad, dad, wait. I'm sorry. I'm sorry." "You have nothing to be sorry about." / "I do." You see, you haven't even looked in his hands. He's holding a basket with a spell kite attached.
"I don't know why I didn't send it." / "I know why, and it's okay. It's okay. Elias, I love you from the moment I laid eyes on you. Everything that I wished for you to know about me, it's in this book. Take it with you. You'll always be five years old to me no matter how much you grow."
You know me. I would never have let my guard down like that. I took those blows.
As I go down, I make sure I don’t miss
"I know what you gave. You found a path beyond the stars. I do not know whence the gods came from, but I know that you found it in your heart. I promise you, Zerxus, I will find that place. I will find the secret of how these worlds were made, and I will come and find you and bring you home."
"Yes, brother. All will be well."
"You think we'll ever get there one day?" / "Of course we will. We're the Okiros."
When you think of the future and what people will say of this time, do you think anyone will talk about how beautiful your dream was? / No. But that's all right, because it was real for us. For those who survived, they will remember, and it will inspire them to dream of things far greater.
What are Patia's final thoughts? / Just that there are many more dreams to come.
"I've been able to become anyone I want my whole life, but I just want to be with you."
"And for whatever time we have left, I love you. I have always loved you, and I will always love you." / "I love you, too." I'll just kiss her.
"The Brass Ring endures. I want you to know you gave us a chance." / I don't think you hear anything back. Just, you feel relief.
The fire, as brightly as it may burn, does not burn so brightly as your love, which shines the brightest in your last moment, having given this world a chance. Ash, heat, rising faster than you can imagine from the earth. And on a 31, at the very top of that cloud, the last member of the Brass Ring gets to keep his promise to his family.
You fly for weeks over oceans choked by ash and soot. You don't get to give your kids the world that they deserve, but you get to give them the world that they can fight for with you.
In Exandria, I don't know that your story will long be known. I don't know who will remain to tell it. But it did happen and it did matter. And though Calamity is here, because of you, it will not be here forever.
Kinda fucked up and nasty how vampires drink blood, imo. Like. Pepsi costs a dollar seventy five
the real question critters need to be asking themselves right now is whos gonna be the one to lose an arm next week
i NEED to know if this was filmed before or after calamity because dear GOD this is unhinged
Me and my mutuals rebloging the same post
So, we've all seen the tweet from Aabria about Laerryn wanting kids right? That broke all of us?
Well, I made it worse.
Word Count: 2168
Rating: General Audiences
Archive Warnings: No Archive Warnings apply
Laerryn is not one to fantasize, not one to live in a future that may not come.
But sometimes, she allows her mind to wander beyond the horizon of her goal.
Fondly imagining that glorious pre-Evandrin’s death, pre-Seelie marriage but post-Seelie engagement period of time when the overwhelming impression of the (not-yet-named-such) Ring of Brass was “okay, so how many of them are sleeping with each other?”
Because Evandrin and the Architect Arcane were in each other’s pockets long before Evandrin’s husband showed up, and they still keep sitting in each other’s laps at parties. And Coramar keeps threatening to become Coramar-Seelie but that wedding’s been in the planning stages for years, and in the meantime her fiancé continues to be an automatic flirt. And Laerryn and Patia are whispery wizard besties, Patia and Nydas do conspiracies together and give extravagant gifts, Nydas and Zerxus once had an arm wrestling match at a gala, and Loquatius does the most glowing features on any and all of them… Cerrit is left out of some of the earlier scandalous gossip until, on one of the few occasions his wife shows up for a formal event, people notice that she perfectly bridges the gap between his gruffness and the rest of his friend groups’ cavalier curiosity and pride.
The Ring of Brass is my favourite narratively doomed polycule