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stormcloudrising · 11 months

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Why are the Others Back?

What is everyone’s thoughts on the Others? Why are they back? How are they connected to the Starks?

The Others are the ice to the dragon’s fire, and the two are the great existential threats looming over Planetos. Yet, we know more about the dragons and dragon lords than we do the Others. They and their connection to the Starks, the core family of the story, is at the heart of the great mystery of the books.

They are presented as a great threat that needs to be contained, but there are also a lot of obvious contradictions in what we’ve been told about them…starting with the Night’s King and Corpse Queen. What do I mean by contradictions?

Well, if the NK and CQ were the leaders of the Others and they are a destructive force, why is the Hades/Pluto and Persephone/Kore myth so baked into their legends? At its heart, the legend of two Greek/Roman gods is a fertility myth.

Hades, the chthonic ruler of the underworld was a fertility god. The planted seeds were his bounty which he stored and nourished in the earth until they bloomed in the spring and were harvested in the fall to feed the populace before the process started over again with the planting season. His abduction of Persephone ties into this myth with her descent for three months representing winter and her yearly return to be with her mother Demeter a signal of the start of the spring and harvest seasons.

Hades/Pluto was the Lord of the Underworld, but he was also the god of the hidden wealth of the earth, from the fertile soil, which nourished the seed-grain, to the mined wealth of precious metals. Also, he is the god who welcomes all, whose realm is full of guests. He does not cause the death that brings men to his realm, because death comes to everyone, and all are welcome in his realm.

So, my question is why George has so closely associated a renewal myth with the legend of the leaders and likely progenitors of the Others. Another contradiction has to do with what is implied in the Qarthian myth about two moons in the sky.

"He told me the moon was an egg, Khaleesi," the Lysene girl said. "Once there were two moons in the sky, but one wandered too close to the sun and cracked from the heat. A thousand thousand dragons poured forth and drank the fire of the sun. That is why dragons breathe flame. One day the other moon will kiss the sun too, and then it will crack and the dragons will return." —AGOT Daenerys III

The name of the series is A Song of Ice and Fire. By the way, I think it’s interesting that George reversed the order of things in his series name. Instead of Fire and Ice as in the Frost poem, he went with Ice and Fire, which I think was a deliberate choice with meaning behind it on his part, but that a discussion for another day.

My point is that the two moons in the sky represent the two factions in the story…ice and fire. The fire moon cracked and symbolic fire dragons likely black meteors were born into the world. The destruction of the fire moon likely was the main reason for the Long Night and the great floods legend tells us about. That left one moon in the sky…the icy one. We know this because George drops one of his plays on words with “one day the other moon will kiss the sun too, and then it will crack and dragons will return.”

These dragons that will return aren’t the fire breathing ones, but the icy Others as they represent the ice moon. They are not the animalistic type of dragons like the fire breathing ones, but they are George’s version of ice dragons.

However, here is where the contradiction comes in. What saved Planetos from destruction previously is that only one moon was destroyed. The ice moon remained in the sky. If the ice moon were to be destroyed as well, it would spell the end of Planetos.

That ice moon in the sky is a type of balance. It can possibly survive a slight cracking, but it can’t and shouldn’t be destroyed or else, that’s the end of all life on the planet. Thus, maybe part of the reason the Others have returned is to prevent the destruction of the ice moon, maybe by the actions of the fire faction whether knowing or unknowingly…especially Euron whose goal is to reshape all life in his image.

So that’s a second contradiction in the legend of the Others. A potential third one is not about them specifically, but it could tie into their myth. This third possibility has to do with the confusing myth of old northern warriors going out into the frozen cold to hunt, but basically it was to commit suicide.

Legend tells us that this was done because of the scarcity of food. Leaving their families and going out into the cold meant there was one less mouth to feed, their families could survive on rations a bit longer.

Now this story seems a bit off for a couple of reasons. First, legend also tells us that the White Walkers were roaming the land, hunting maids and everything with hot blood. They were also known necromancers who brought back the dead to be their armies. So why would warriors leave their families to go out and basically become a weapon of the White Walkers to be used against their loved ones. They had to know that’s what it meant when they went out into the cold.

However, there is possibly another explanation that may make more sense and the legend of old warriors going out into the cold may just have been put out to cover up the actual truth.

With a winter lasting several years…if I had to guess, I would say about 13, there would have been an extreme shortage of food. Cannibalism is hinted at throughout the text, and it’s likely something that will be practice throughout Westeros when the Long Night falls again. The old warriors may have simply volunteered to be food for their family or forcibly used in this manner. The legend of them going out to hunt could have arisen to hide this truth.

If this was not the case, and the old warriors did indeed go out “hunting” as the legend states with the implication being they knew they wouldn’t return, one can argue that they knowingly went out to join with the Others. The question then becomes why.

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It is popularly believed that Dawn, the famous sword wielded by Arthur Dayne and other past Daynes as “Sword of the Morning,” is in fact the ancient house sword of House Stark that Catelyn mentions in her first chapter of A Game of Thrones.

"I am always proud of Bran," Catelyn replied, watching the sword as he stroked it. She could see the rippling deep within the steel, where the metal had been folded back on itself a hundred times in the forging. Catelyn had no love for swords, but she could not deny that Ice had its own beauty. It had been forged in Valyria, before the Doom had come to the old Freehold, when the ironsmiths had worked their metal with spells as well as hammers. Four hundred years old it was, and as sharp as the day it was forged. The name it bore was older still, a legacy from the age of heroes, when the Starks were Kings in the North. —AGOT, Catelyn I

The current familial sword of House Stark is just about 400 years old and is not the original. It is instead named after a sword from the Age of Heroes. Now what sword in the story could that be? Possibly one forged from the heart of a fallen star that landed at Starfall.

House Dayne, or more specifically their house sword will be central to the final events of the story. However, they are as mysterious as the Others. Not much is known about them as George says it would spoilery to reveal more. Nonetheless, we do know some things, like they are a First Men house.

At the mouth of the Torrentine, House Dayne raised its castle on an island where that roaring, tumultuous river broadens to meet the sea. Legend says the first Dayne was led to the site when he followed the track of a falling star and there found a stone of magical powers. His descendants ruled over the western mountains for centuries thereafter as Kings of the Torrentine and Lords of Starfall. —The World of Ice and Fire-Dawn: Kingdom of the First Men

We also know a little about their famous sword. It’s very similar to Valyrian steel except for one aspect.

The Daynes of Starfall are one of the most ancient houses in the Seven Kingdoms, though their fame largely rests on their ancestral sword, called Dawn, and the men who wielded it. Its origins are lost to legend, but it seems likely that the Daynes have carried it for thousands of years. Those who have had the honor of examining it say it looks like no Valyrian steel they know, being pale as milk glass but in all other respects it seems to share the properties of Valyrian blades, being incredibly strong and sharp. —The World of Ice and Fire – Dorne: The Andals Arrive

We have a sword made from the heart of a fallen star and that is described as pale as milk glass unlike Valyrian steel, which is described as almost black, but is also made from a mysterious metal.

Tyrion wondered where the metal for this one had come from. A few master armorers could rework old Valyrian steel, but the secrets of its making had been lost when the Doom came to old Valyria. "The colors are strange," he commented as he turned the blade in the sunlight. Most Valyrian steel was a grey so dark it looked almost black, as was true here as well. But blended into the folds was a red as deep as the grey. The two colors lapped over one another without ever touching, each ripple distinct, like waves of night and blood upon some steely shore. "How did you get this patterning? I've never seen anything like it." A Storm of Swords, Tyrion IV

When you consider the two opposing factions of the story symbolized by the two moons in the sky, one ice, and the other fire, it makes sense to assume that the fallen star Dawn is said to be forged from was likely a piece of the icy moon that fell to earth in Dorne. On the other hand, Valyrian steel blades, including the first ever blade, which was likely the one used to kill Nissa Nissa, and which I believe to have been Blackfyre, are made from shards of the fire moon.

The Qarthian myth tells us that many pieces of meteors from the fire moon fell to Planetos, which makes sense if that moon was destroyed or thrown out of orbit. Thus, it also makes sense that there are many more Valyrian steel blades around and likely hundreds more lost during the Doom of Valyria. However, the only meteor from the ice moon we’ve told fell to Planetos is the piece at Starfall.

As the quote up thread shows, Dawn is described as pale as milk glass several times in the text, one famous instance being the mysterious battle at the Tower of Joy that Ned remembers in his dreams.

"And now it begins," said Ser Arthur Dayne, the Sword of the Morning. He unsheathed Dawn and held it with both hands. The blade was pale as milk glass, alive with light. A Game of Thrones, Eddard X

Do you know what else in the text is described as pale as milk glass and or alive with light? You guess it…the Others and the swords they carry. Here is the description of the one killed by Sam.

Sam rolled onto his side, eyes wide as the Other shrank and puddled, dissolving away. In twenty heartbeats its flesh was gone, swirling away in a fine white mist. Beneath were bones like milk glass, pale and shiny, and they were melting too. Finally, only the dragonglass dagger remained, wreathed in steam as if it were alive and sweating. Grenn bent to scoop it up and flung it down again at once. "Mother, that's cold." A Storm of Swords, Sam I

And here is the description of the sword wielded by the one who attacks Waymar.

A shadow emerged from the dark of the wood. It stood in front of Royce. Tall, it was, and gaunt and hard as old bones, with flesh pale as milk. Its armor seemed to change color as it moved; here it was white as new-fallen snow, there black as shadow, everywhere dappled with the deep grey-green of the trees. The patterns ran like moonlight on water with every step it took. Will heard the breath go out of Ser Waymar Royce in a long hiss. "Come no farther," the lordling warned. His voice cracked like a boy's. He threw the long sable cloak back over his shoulders, to free his arms for battle, and took his sword in both hands. The wind had stopped. It was very cold. The Other slid forward on silent feet. In its hand was a longsword like none that Will had ever seen. No human metal had gone into the forging of that blade. It was alive with moonlight, translucent, a shard of crystal so thin that it seemed almost to vanish when seen edge-on. There was a faint blue shimmer to the thing, a ghost-light that played around its edges, and somehow Will knew it was sharper than any razor. A Game of Thrones – Prologue.

Like Dawn, the Others are described as pale as milk glass and their swords are alive with light. What does all this information have to do with Dawn and the contradiction I mentioned about the Others?

Well, if Dawn was made from a piece of the ice moon, and is indeed the ancient familial sword of House Stark, who wielded it in the ancient past?

The Starks have a mysterious connection to the Others in their ancient past. Now we see the sword that potentially is the ancient blade of their house, might have been made from a piece of the ice moon, and has icy connotations in that it is described exactly as the Others are in the text.

So again, who wielded the sword in the ancient past? Might it have been the Night’s King, and leader of the Others, who I’ve argued is the male progenitor of House Stark? I think the answer is quite likely yes…especially as it’s foreshadowed in the text that Jon will bear the sword in the future.

Now here is where the contradiction comes into play. The Others are said to come during the night. Some have even argued that they bring the night, but I don’t think that’s the case. But what happens to milk glass in the dark? If it was not clear to you in the alive with light references, George spells it out for you with Jorah’s words to Dany while they are in the Dothraki Sea.

"Here and now," Ser Jorah agreed. "You ought to see it when it blooms, all dark red flowers from horizon to horizon, like a sea of blood. Come the dry season, and the world turns the color of old bronze. And this is only hranna, child. There are a hundred kinds of grass out there, grasses as yellow as lemon and as dark as indigo, blue grasses and orange grasses and grasses like rainbows. Down in the Shadow Lands beyond Asshai, they say there are oceans of ghost grass, taller than a man on horseback with stalks as pale as milk glass. It murders all other grass and glows in the dark with the spirits of the damned. The Dothraki claim that someday ghost grass will cover the entire world, and then all life will end." That thought gave Dany the shivers. A Game of Thrones, Daenerys III

Now there is a lot of symbolism at play in that passage such as who are the spirits of the damned, that I will be exploring in a future essay. For now, I just want you to see how with Dany’s shiver, and description of the ghost grass, George wants pale as milk glass to be associated with the Others. And what does milk glass do in the dark, it glows.

This raises the question of why, if the Others are this destructive force to be overcome, George is positioning them, and their Night King leader, and the sword he quite likely bore as what one could call, beacons in the dark.

Because that’s what Dawn is. It’s a herald in the dark. So why was a sword that heralds the end of the Long Night and the start of a new day wielded by the Night’s King, and leader of the icy Others? And why is it called Dawn and not say, Night, or maybe even Blackfyre? See what I mean about contradictions in the legend of the Others.

Why was Dawn, the sword foreshadowed to be wielded by the leader of the battle for the dawn previously wielded by the Night’s King, because that’s what’s implied in George’s description of the sword and him comparing it to the Others.

So, what are your thoughts about the Others? Why do you think they are back and what is their role in the story…especially if they end up being led by Jon as I’ve proposed.

#asoiaf #thoughts on this and that #the others #white walkers #the long night #northern legends #the starks #house stark #scr meta

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mountainashfae · 3 months

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once I've moved past my current plan for the week I should definitely draw a visual for that still-unnamed dating sim joke project. Since it's not a joke anymore. But until then I should probably write down a little blurb about each character in it.

Godfrey Ainsworth. The renowned professor of biology and the effects of the divine upon it, a priest of the goddess of knowledge and the moon and an accomplished mage. An elder naga(1) philim(2) who rarely sets aside time for things other than his research or teaching, because he's too engrossed in it.

Alec Faustus. A young philim priest of the goddess of life and agriculture, seemingly far from home at the Jadena(3) magic university. Alternating personalities and a pair of mismatched eyes, haunted by some recent past he chooses not to speak on.

Reid Thomel. A human mercenary and blacksmith from the Adventurer's Guild branch in Smaragden(4) and your traveling companion to the city. Still much of a stranger to you, but a very friendly and well-connected one.

Orion. A mysterious aleph(5) from the far north who claims to be a deity on earth. They are powerful, yes, but not enough to be a god. After all, they are more than just their hands. Their white hands blessed by the goddess of winter and death. Emotionless and uninterested in others, it's up to you to make yourself worth having interest in.

Chloe Sialia. A powerful philim vampire(6) mage sating some craving for knowledge at the university despite having the knowledge to be an instructor instead. His age and power is far from the usual of his kind, seeming even more inhuman than he already is, but that humanity in him is not completely buried just yet.

Celeste Parrya. A rabbitfolk philim mage who claims to be taught by one of the god candidates themselves. She excels at time magic and would be an exemplary healer, and yet she does not pursue that path. She is simply aimless in her goals, accompanied by a man who is her entire opposite.

Mab. An Eldest of the First World of Golarion, a Queen of.... hey wait a minute that's the wrong setting! The fey queen of ice has been isekai'd, and well, she's completely unfamiliar with the world and especially its dragons. I'm sure with time she'll find a way back. Better question is how would she react to meeting the alternate universe versions of her children..?

Setting Glossary/Footnotes under cut:

(1) Naga - a person with the lower body of a serpent. An offshoot of Philim that became their own race. Name not final.

(2) Philim - a person born with the influence of a Devil. There are few overlapping traits between philim, but if enough are born from a specific devil's influence they can become a standalone offshoot.

(3) Jadena - the holy city of the goddess of knowledge and the moon and home to the largest university on the continent. It is home to many powerful mages and priests, sometimes both at the same time, and is the largest source of enchanted items.

(4) Smaragden - a city in the mountains known for its endless rainy season, theorized to be caused by a dragon. Many adventurers flock here in hopes of seeing the dragon, and to meet the three god candidates that live here.

(5) Aleph - DID YOU THINK I WAS GOING TO MAKE ELVES NORMAL? NO. Aleph are the longer lived of the pointed-ear folk. Their ears have a notable S curve and their hair and eyes shift with their emotions.

(6) Vampire - a philim offshoot that is the exception to the rule. Vampires are created either at the time of a mortal's death when the Devil of Undeath exerts his influence, or when another vampire kills a mortal with the intent to turn them. They are each defined by one of the seven deadly sins, which can be directed but the influence of that sin on each vampire cannot be ignored.

I'm not elaborating on rabbitfolk. You get it.

#HEY. WAIT. WHERE ARE ALL MY NEPHIM.#it's Oops All Philim in here #anyways hiiii I have a lot of worldbuilding in here I never talk about #watch me get unhinged about my setting #oc stuff #cerdinen #I'll start tagging stuff for the dating sim once I figure out a name

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blackrainbowblade · 7 months

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THE POWER OF PAIRS

One of the grounding principles of Ancient Egyptian thought was the idea of dualities. They conceived of the world existing as a series of complementary or, at times, opposing pairs. Even Egypt itself was known as the Two Lands (Tawy), which can refer to both the duality of Upper (southern) and Lower (northern) Egypt, and to the duality of the black land (Kemet - the fertile land around the Nile and delta) and the red land (desheret - the desert). The known world was made up of earth and sky (personified in the gods, Geb and Nut). Even the next life had a dual existence, sometimes described in celestial terms as an assent to the sky, and sometimes depicted as a journey through a chthonic underworld. Symmetry and complementarity pervades Egyptian art.

To the Egyptians, time itself was a duality. It did not exist in a linear fashion, which is how we often conceive of it, but instead, there were two kinds of time: eternity (djet) and perpetuity (enheh or neheh). 'Eternity' was considered a kind of stasis. It was the time in which stone monuments existed, static and unchanging. Of the two ideas, djet, is perhaps closer to our modern one, a continuing existence, stretching off towards forever. In contrast, enheh is cyclical time. It is time that repeats, yearly, monthly or even daily. The epitome of cyclical time is the cycle of the sun, its rising and setting every day. The repeated cycle of the seasons is also part of enheh.

It's understandably hard to get our heads around this. One way of looking at is is that the fact that we have such things as days or years, these are unchanging facts; they exist in djet time. But the individual events, the sunrises and sunsets, winters and springs, these exist in enheh time. Enheh sees constant change, death and rebirth. Djet, in contrast, is eternally unchanging.

This painting, in the tomb of Horemheb, shows Ra (in the form of Khepri, the scarab beetle) sitting back to back with his counterpart, Osiris. These two gods personify the dual aspects of time. Ra-Khepri represents enheh: he is the sun, constantly circling, always moving and always changing. (Even the name, Khepri, means 'becoming'). He is the king of the living world, which, simply by being alive, is caught in the cycle of life and death. Osiris represents djet: he is a good who was murdered and, in death, he became eternal and unchanging; he is the king of the dead.

When pairs with opposing characteristics, like this, are brought together, they represent completeness. Egypt's myths are defined by themes of separation and return. After his father's death, Horus is exiled to the wilderness; harmony is only returned to the world after he himself returns, claims his birthright and unites the Two Lands. In the myth of Sekhmet, chaos reigns when she leaves behind her father, Ra, and roams about the world, slaughtering mankind. Harmony is restored when she returns to her father. In the Book of the Dead, the journey of the sun is characterised as one full of hazards, where he daily risks his boat being run ashore on a sandbank or being consumed by the serpent, Apophis, in the western horizon. When Ra returns to the western horizon and, in the night, is united with Osiris, he is at last rejuvenated and reborn again.

Separation and union.

Separation and union were at the centre of Egyptian consciousness. In so many temples, you will see the symbol of unification. Here it is shown centrally with the cartouche of Ramesses above. It is usually flanked by a pair of gods. Here, both gods are Hapi, the personification of the Nile, but elsewhere, you will often see Horus juxtaposed with Seth. Such scenes reference an end to their fighting and the restoration of justice and stability to Egypt. In other versions of the motif, Thoth stands in for Seth. Thoth was a 'safe' option, since Seth was, at times, considered too dangerous a deity to depict. However, Thoth also forms a complementary pair with Horus because Thoth is a moon-god and Horus, a sun-god.

The idea at the heart of all these depictions is the union of opposing forces, resulting in the restoration of order and harmony (in Egyptian, 'maat').

#Egypt #egyptology #egyptian pharaoh #egyptian #ancient history #ancient egypt #pharaoh #Ra #Osiris #Khepri #Hapi #Kemet #Kemetic #Kemeticism #valley of the kings #Luxor temple #egyptian temple #tutankhamun #Ankhesenamun

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sehnsuchts-trunken · 9 months

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Hi, may I get a match-up for the hobbit please? I'm genderfluid they/them) and would like to shipped with a masc character please.

I'm an INFP-A, 9w1. My horoscope is gemini sun, leo moon, and libra rising. All of those are extremely accurate lol. I'm very whimsical and distant, but once you get to know me I'm even MORE whimsical and very emotionally intense lol. I'm a bit of a manic pixie dream girl lol. My intensity usually intimidates people, but otherwise I'm very open and friendly once you get to know me. I'm observant and introspective, which ironically makes it difficult for me to make friends and makes me a bit sensitive. I'm extremely compassionate, empathetic, patient, and understanding. It's one of my worst traits as well, since i struggle with forming boundaries and being angry at people who mightve wronged me. I'm also incredibly indecisive. I'm not a pushover though, and have no problem gently letting ppl know when I disagree with them or something.

The animals that my friends/family say remind them of me are bears and elephants. My favorite color is yellow, and my favorite flowers are honeysuckle and jasmine. My favorite season is a tie between summer and winter, even though I HATE the cold.

With my friends I'm very chaotic and they describe me as "a silly gnome/goblin". When with them i initiate most hangouts and have always been a sort of ring leader.

My giving love language is quality time and words of affirmation. Receiving they are physical touch and quality time.

I come from an abusive household and had to look out for my younger siblings (2 younger sisters and 3 cousins who are basically brothers).I've been through a lot and that's given me a unique perspective on the world and what it means to be alive.

For hobbies I really enjoy reading, crafting, writing poetry and am very good at it, and just spending time outside. I love listening to music and listen to absolutely everything and enjoy it lol. I'm very go-with-the-flow and am down for practically anything and everything at least once. I don't like mean-spirited things/people, the cold, and being man-handled lol.

My style is very hippie/70s with goth influence. I have very long dark straight mahogany hair and blue eyes, and a very small/petite frame (hence not liking being manhandled lol). I'm very pretty in a free-spirited way, and I'm quite graceful.

My ideal type is someone who can get me out of my shell a bit while still appreciating my soft/whimsical side. Someone who can have my back and we can be our inner children together, if that makes sense. I'd do well with someone who could understand me, and help me be the best version of myself. I believe love and empathy are the only things worthwhile in life, in all the various forms they take, despite what I've been through. It terrifies me though, so id need someone to convince me to take that leap with them. Its easy to scare me off as well so someone who could understand how to approach me without overwhelming me would be best. In relationships I'm very much drawn to a twin flame sort of dynamic lol.

((I'm sorry if I did this wrong, I couldn't find any rules through navigation on mobile or anything other than your post about opening match-ups, I'm so sorry if I did this wrong! Thank you so much💗))

you did everything right, no worries!! there actually should be a post on rules and stuff tho so um, i'll have to go check what's wrong with that soon. but you're all good!!

im a bit insecure about just how this turned out, cant really tell if you'll like it but we'll see!

I ship you with...

Fili!

You've known Fili your entire life. You were born at around the same time Kili was and you're pretty sure that's the reason why you're so close to them. It makes sense. Your parents had never been the best and you had a lot of family that you were happy to escape from now and then, plus Dis was lovely and more of a mother to you than yours ever was. So you spent the better part of your childhood with Kili - and with Kili meant with Fili as well, because they came in a package deal. Always.

While Kili grew to be your best friend, much like a brother, Fili... you'd always felt a few butterflies around. You could've written it off as some kind of childhood crush, of an infatuation in your teenage years, but honestly, you'd never quite got over it. You were older now, old enough that you should have long since been normal about the whole thing, old enough to have found work for yourself and left your parents behind. But you were still just as close to Kili and Fili and no, you were not over your crush in the slightest. Over the years, you'd just gotten better at pushing it down and suppressing it.

So you're there with them when Thorin calls on them for the quest of reclaiming Erebor. You're there because you're practically family, because Thorin knows and trusts you, and you're just as quick to agree as his nephews. And why wouldn't you go? You love them all dearly, you'd never been on an adventure before and Erebor was your home too, after all, or would have been at least, under different circumstances. So a few weeks later you start out on a life-changing journey with your two favourite dwarves in the whole world and you're honestly only a bit wistful because you'd had to leave your books and paper behind.

The three of you are a force to be reckoned with. Kili matches your chaotic energy exactly and Fili is - though certainly being the most responsible out of the three of you - still not nearly as responsible as his uncle, so your journey to Bilbo's little home all the way in Bag's End is some of the most fun you've had in your entire life. Daily life with them is obviously great as well, but what with your work and all, you haven't seen them this much in a long, long while.

It quiets down a bit when the rest of the company joins (most of them you know, some of them you can't remember), but you're still enough to get on Thorin's nerves quite a lot. You do make friends with Bilbo, though, who's drawn to just how whimsical and open you are. He may have been a bit put off by your joking about with Kili and Fili at the start, but you have him charmed a few days into your journey. You talk about books and plants and really, anything at all, and by day six you think you may have found a new life-long friend in Bilbo.

But even though you're now spending your time getting to know someone new, you're still as observant as ever, and you notice - of course you do - that the closer you get to Bilbo, the less you see of Fili. Kili is always close by and you certainly spend at least half of your time joking about with him, but whenever you ride or walk next to Bilbo, talking and laughing, Fili seems to disappear somewhere into the background, so much so that you actually have to search for him to spot him. It hurts, a bit, because you can't seem to pinpoint just what's wrong for a while. Wasn't everything just fine when you started out on this journey? Had you said something, done something wrong? You knew this kind of thing from your parents, but never from Fili, especially because he knew about... well, about everything, really, so he knew just how sensitive you could be about things like these. You did your best not to let it bother you too much.

Instead, you focused on Bilbo. He was funny and sweet, intelligent and understanding and for as much as you love the dwarves, for as much as you love your kin, you like that he's not as rough and intense. He's different. And maybe you're a bit different than the rest of the dwarves, too - you'd always been a bit slimmer and smaller and more petite than the rest and maybe that had shaped your personality in some way, too, you weren't sure. Maybe that's why the two of you grew so close in such short time.

You express your feelings for him quite the same way you do for everyone: loud and chaotic, just the way you are. You tell him that he's funny and sweet, intelligent and understanding because that's exactly how you show people that you like them, so, well, you do. But every time when, in the spur of the moment, you give Bilbo a friendly compliment, out of the corner of your eyes you see Fili scoff. You frown and try not to interpret too much into it, but it's hard - after all, you've been doing nothing but interpret and think and imagine because you've kept all of your feelings for Fili bottled up inside of you for your entire life, analysing and wondering if maybe, just maybe, there was a tiny little chance that he liked you that way, too. Not that you've ever really found anything. He was always just Fili.

But not this time. No, not this time. This time he's scoffing and turning away and staring gloomily at you when he thinks you don't notice because you're too deep in conversation with Bilbo. You do, though, definitely, because he's not being as secretive as he thinks he is. You watch him argue with Kili one evening, which you're sure hasn't happened this severely in years. Simply put, he's being weird.

He stomps off and Kili plops down next to you right after - you ask, of course, what's wrong with his brother, but you've asked Kili multiple times already and he simply won't tell you. And as much as Fili's behaviour is upsetting you, you won't go up to him either, because you're not that kind of person that pushes others - you're not even really angry, you rarely are, because whatever the reason is why Fili is behaving this way, there surely is a reason and you know him well enough to be aware that it's a good one too.

It all comes to an end in Rivendell. Most of the dwarves are in a bad mood, Bilbo hasn't been as ecstatic the entire journey and Gandalf seems to be much happier here than travelling, so the company is a bit split when it comes to their opinions on this place. You don't mind it much. You like being clean for once. Bathing had become a luxury. So while the dwarves keep complaining and brooding moodily, you're talking happily with Bilbo and Gandalf.

The elves seem a bit put off by you, but you're used to that, and after a night in Rivendell, when the dwarves have started brooding less and - well, no, they're still complaining just as much - some of the elves are conversing more and more with you. Maybe it's because you're spending most of your time with Bilbo and Gandalf (and Elrond in tow) or maybe it's because you're open and friendly, but either way you're meeting new people left and right. And that's when Fili's behaviour changes yet again.

Instead of staying out of your space and scoffing, suddenly he's by your side everywhere you go, every step you take. You're happy at first, excited that he so surprisingly comes back to you (now you're glad that you weren't all that angry in the first place), but it becomes clear after a few minutes already that he's not there to talk to you very much. It seems that he's made it his mission to stand gloomily beside you, glare at everybody who comes close to you and generally answer everything you say to him with an unmotivated "hmpf". It irritates you.

But when you get woken up by an annoyingly loud knock in the middle of the night, that's it for you. You open the door to see Fili and you're not even angry, you're really just... tired. In every sense. He's standing there in his night clothes and he seems to have had an epiphany of some sort, he looks starstruck and you're so done. You're so done you just pull him in, close the door, get back in bed, pat the empty space next to you and tell him that if he wants to talk, he should do it quickly, before you fall asleep again.

He stands in the middle of your room for so long you've actually almost fallen asleep again when he speaks up. Stuttering, which isn't what you're used to at all when it comes to him, and stumbling over his words, admitting that he's been acting stupid, that he's been acting dumb, admitting that the reason, that reason that you were sure was there, is that he's in love with you. Deeply, desperately, for so long he can't remember a time when he wasn't.

You don't really think you've heard him right but you also don't care. It's too late, you're too tired, he's looking too warm and broad and comfortable and before you can think about much anything, you've reached for him and guided him to your bed and cuddled up to him - he smells familiar, he feels safe, and he's reaching his arms around you and placing a kiss on your hair and telling you good night and somewhere in your hazy mind, you recognise the weird feeling in your stomach as butterflies.

The next morning, you wake up warm and cozy and when you open your eyes, you're facing Fili. You're actually, honestly, truly facing Fili. It takes two seconds to register. Then you feel his breath on your lips and his forehead against yours and your eyes fall closed all by themselves as you listen to him ask if he can kiss you now. You let him. Of course you let him.

You actually do talk it out that morning, though. Between a lot of kisses and a lot of cuddling, there's also a lot of talking. You're a bit nervous (even though that feeling settles after about the third or fourth kiss) but Fili has always been good at convincing you that you were brave and strong enough to do anything, and with the rhythmic stroke of his hand on your arm, the way he beams at you when he makes you giggle, how happily he listens to you talk, all of that convinces you in just a few hours how very right you were to pine for him your entire life.

When you don't show up for breakfast, you guess the others were worried some elf had killed you in your sleep, so Kili comes knocking on your door some time before noon. In full Kili fashion, he doesn't really knock at all, he more like just comes barging into your room, so you have barely enough time to look up before he stands at the foot of your bed with a dumb grin on his face that tells you he was very much aware of what was going on with his brother the past few weeks.

You don't mind. You don't really mind anything anymore. Because you spend your days in Fili's arms now, with his hand in yours and courting braids in your hair, and you're happier than you've ever been before. Now the people you'd always considered family more than your real family did become your real family, a few years after you'd recovered Erebor, on the day that you marry Fili. The happiest day of your life, because Fili made you feel exactly the way you'd always wished he would, because he was exactly what you'd always wanted, because you loved him. And because he loved you.

#matchups #hobbit matchups #the hobbit matchups #matchup #fili durin #fili #fili durin x reader #fili durin matchup

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sancrosanct · 1 month

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𝗔𝗡𝗗 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗔𝗥𝗠𝗦 𝗢𝗙 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗢𝗖𝗘𝗔𝗡 𝗪𝗘𝗥𝗘 𝗖𝗔𝗥𝗥𝗬𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗠𝗘 ...

𝟬𝟬𝟭. 𝘣𝘢𝘴𝘪𝘤𝘴,

named: robert cydric manderly, third of his name. otherwise known as: robb, by anyone he deems an ally. crowned: ruling lord of white harbour, + head of the manderly family. aged: forty4. born: under summer’s full moon, in the shallowest parts of white harbor when the water was warmest. identifies as: cis man, he/him. heterosexual, heteroromantic. currently resides at: new castle, white harbour. faithful to: the seven. nowhere near as devout as he could be.

𝟬𝟬𝟮. 𝘧𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘺,

born to: alysanne manderly née tully, mother. ryon manderly, father. eldest of: the three manderly children. married to: vaella manderly, née targaryen. father to: valaenna, saera, + beron manderly. related to: the tullys, matrilineally. the targaryens, by marriage.

𝟬𝟬𝟯. 𝘱𝘩𝘺𝘴𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘭,

eyes: deepest blue, like decades of watching the water has seeped into blown - wide hues. dark lashes. hair: dark brown, almost black ; thin threads of silver now weave throughout, especially around the temples. skin: depends on the season — golden when the sun is at its highest, paled + drawn when winter is at its peak. note the dark circles that seem almost perpetually pressed into the delicate skin underneath his eyes. stature: six foot, one inch. seventy8 kilograms. mesomorph, with lithe musculature focused primarily in his arms + torso. distinguishing features: callouses on his hands, evidence of a lifetime wrapped around rough knots. dimples in both cheeks. voice: low, deep, + sonorous. sexy.

breath issues in, out, in out, traces the same shapes as the waves do as they crash over pristine shores. salt clings to muslin hitched well over the prominent shape of your mother’s swollen belly, plaintive cries are lost to the sounds of birds squawking. this is her design: it has always brought her comfort, to be swallowed up by something so much grander than herself. equal effort, the way she sees it … the tide will help her bear her first son, place a soothing hand on his delicate shoulder / guide him when she cannot.

winter has yet to kiss the harbour in ice, when alys manderly wades into that water to give birth. it has always grounded her, but the trident was always a little warmer than the ones wherein you enter this world.

you are the first of your kind / a son, your mother whispers when she presses you into your father’s awaiting arms. your boy, my lord. ( not that he would’ve cared, mind you … only boy in a family full of girls, he has been at the behest of women with swords one too many times to prioritise a male heir. can’t help but glow with pride, though, when you gaze up at him with his eyes, the shape of his smile imprinted, infantile version cooing back at him. ) followed in quick succession by two younger siblings, yours is a family feared + loved in equal measures. ryon manderly is a kind man, crows’ feet etched into the corners of russet hues manifest evidence of that innate kindness / you’ve seen it go cold, though, haven’t you ?

ryon’s closest friend + closest ally betrays him somewhere around your seventh year. you remember rickon so dearly, always treated him like an uncle … his blood sullies the courtyard, + the warmth in your father’s eyes cannot be found for a month.

your mother loves to tell you the story, of how she arrived in the middle of a horrendous storm + how she fell head over heels in love with the sailor who lifted her shaking, sodden frame off the boat like it was nothing / he, who wrapped her in clean furs + coaxed a fire to life, wove damp strands of brilliant copper into a northern braid + left her to her own devices. ( “i knew that i trusted him, that man who had seen … well, everything,” she laughs, rose dusting the plump apples of her cheeks, “he opened his home, his kitchen, his cellar, to me that night + never asked a damn thing in return. i knew i loved him before my hair was dry.” ) vivacious, rapturing woman, she is the thrumming heartbeat of your home. she teaches you + your siblings everything you need to know — no teacher in the realm could’ve possibly done any more for you than what alys manderly does. under her careful tutelage, you become a brilliant young thing. your mind is well beyond your years, your bedroom always full of books, music, light, laughter. as a young man, you seek out the finer pleasures in life + balance it all with afternoons spent at the bay with your father, where sea salt leaves a fine coat on cracked lips + your palms tingle with rope burn.

( your childhood is beautiful, something special, cradled in the softest parts of your memory by hands that shake with the weight of handling something that precious. stroke a fingertip over it, the sound of mellifluous laughter + an unspeakable love embedded in those early years. some are not so lucky, to be loved so thoroughly / to love so completely in return, what more could you beg of this world ? kindness is so hard to come by, your family rolls abundant. )

adolescence spent travelling, at your mother’s behest: there is so much of this world to see, my love. go out + see it. years, you spend wandering the seven kingdoms / you collect lovers + allies like trinkets, handfuls in every territory. every bit your father’s son, recurring hymn you hear that falls from the lips of everyone that knows the elder ; foreign tongues wag in unison, admonishment or admiration a delightful curl in languages you can only dream of grasping.

you leave white harbour a gangly teenager — in his place returns a man, blossomed. five + twenty, shoulders broad + grin gleaming, heir of white harbour has once again graced its craggy peaks + the biting wind welcomes you home. ( winter is deep, beloved shores are grey with the icy cold, you’ve never been so grateful to shiver under the weight of it all. ) your father is greyer than you recall, but his hug is twice as warm / those who minded you as a child tear up, triumphant return. our boy’s come home.

home, he has come, + responsibility settles on shoulders that don’t shake under the burden. you, darling thing, make a brilliant case study: see what happens, when we don’t force growth at knifepoint ! when your marriage is arranged, you build no resistance / no brick walls to be found when you grin boyishly at the winter dragon, when you press wedding kiss to the shape of her mouth + swear, on your life, to love her until the day you die.

( it is the eve of your engagement, that your father pulls you aside. “i must tell you,” there’s worry in the seafoam of his eyes, a nervousness you have never come to associate with him. “in the advent of your marriage, + the … advancement of my age, i plan to step down.” on the same day you marry, you are ushered in: ruling lord of white harbour. )

perfection, darling, is not a title to which you are entitled: you have a temper, you are not always as kind as you could be / you are sure that your mother is not always quite as proud of you as she could be. gods, there is something to be said for trying, though — something golden at your very core, something not yet frozen over by the bitter winters you have endured, salt - crusted + wind - whipped raw. unthaw by a roaring fire, watch the pinched expression fade from features when your children curl into your side ; if there is something good in this world, something holy, let it be this: love. you have always been lucky with it, drowned in it, from the very moment you came screaming into this world. ( what a legacy, dear. love, + loving. what more could you want ? )

#westeros.intro #we dnt talk abt how long this took.#*⠀　　　𝟶𝟶𝟶.　　𝗺𝗮𝗻𝗱𝗲𝗿𝗹𝘆‚　　𝘳𝘰𝘣𝘦𝘳𝘵　𝘤𝘺𝘥𝘳𝘪𝘤.　　　›　　　⥊　　introduced.

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swordsoulwrites · 1 year

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@navarenwizard tagged me in a worldbuilding wednesday to talk about New Years celebrations! Thank you! His prompt is as follows:

"For Worldbuilding Wednesday, tell me about new year's traditions in your writing. When is the new year celebrated and why? How is it celebrated? How is the passage of time thought about? Is there any interesting symbolism? What varies between species, locations, cultures, religions? Or anything new-year's related that you want to share."

As usual, if this appears on your dash CONSIDER YOURSELF TAGGED >:) unless you don't want to be tagged in which case you are free to go

Ok worldbuilding nonsense under the cut!

So... my setting (GOD i have got to come up with a name!) was originally based on a kind of morphed version of World of Warcraft's kingdom of Lordaeron, and therefore suffers from a little inherited genericness. The people of Luxia, the... main character kingdom, worship the Holy Light, which is definitely a christian god analog, but also literally the sun. Because of this, they use a solar calendar, and celebrate the new year on the night of the winter solstice. They ward off the encroaching shadows with many candles, they tell heroic tales and light bonfires in city squares, they get absolutely schwasted and sing songs through the night. The old year dies with a bang, and the new year is born.

The people of the North (of whom there are many living within Luxian borders) are quite a bit different. They don't revere the Light or the Shadow as the type of deity that you pray to, but rather try to respect both while walking the balance between them. They use a lunar calendar, and the beginning point is what they consider the first moon of spring (for us that's the worm moon, according to the farmer's almanac, falling in March or April). Fertility is a big part of this festival - as many Northerners are subsistence farmers, they are praying for loads of baby goats and lambs and piglets. A pregnant woman will be chosen out of the village to perform a symbolic sacrifice (she will get some bonus good luck, so there is always a bit of competition for this job), the people dance symbolic dances and eat a special meal of preserved foods that they set aside back during the harvest moon. Since they revere all types of local spirits, the exact specifics vary from region to region, but the main thrust is for good luck with the coming babies, both human and animal. This holiday is a few days long, and generally marks the beginning of the planting season, and is probably the only holiday on the Northern calendar where warding off evil is not considered a top priority. Dark creatures are at their very weakest during this time of year.

#tag games #worldbuilding wednesday #my writing #main story tag #i've been working on fleshing out the culture of the northerners since they are so important to my current piece #these are not the only cultures in this world by a longshot #but they are the most fully realized right now

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sporksinsockets · 1 year

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Ancestry

Hundreds of years ago, your ancestors were farmers. They were simple people who knew nothing more than an eternal fight to stay fed, safe, and warm. They toiled against predictable seasons, and high taxes to fund castles and wars they would never see.

A man who is some version of your great, great, great, grandfather, who bares no resemblance to you, plants whatever worked last year. His wife feeds them with whatever he grows and she finds, she wanders through the trees, mud soaking through shoes she's repaired hundreds of times in search. In good months, she picks brambles and flowers. She swears that the branch of an old tree hung above the door keeps spiders out. Their son helps in the fields and works with their father to make ale in a barn, they sometimes add in the flowers and berries. They save it for cold winters and joke about being pagans when they sip it.

They know nothing of what will happen next, they sleep soundly and live their lives. They toil and feed and live and smile and shiver and then you go poking through the veil to understand them. Names from books, spit drenched cotton swaps. You try and connect. Reaching out like a child waiting to be picked up. One night, their father wakes early from a nightmare. He walks outside. Frost is still forming, stars shine clearer than you will ever see them, the moon gives him some bleak semblance of daylight as he thinks. He thinks on his dream and he sees you, sitting in the dark. Illuminated like some statue in a Church through stain glass, colours changing constantly, you want to call it a kaleidoscope, but for him it is unknowable . You sit wrapped in colours and cloths that he has never seen, you'd try and explain it's normal, that this is what life is.

You'd turn the lights on, trying to make his view more pleasant, desperately trying to make him feel safe, less afraid of you, and as a crude lightbulb starts to glow, horror creeps into is eyes. He sees as you walk through your home, calling out how amazing it is to see him, that this is a miracle. He watches as you pass through rooms of goods, spices, bottled liquids in forms he's never imagined.

He asks what you do, you answer in an eldritch language speaking of compounds, countries and currency he's never known. He weaps.

He asks if you're wealthy, you explain that wealth is so concentrated you're considered poor, heating your home costs more than food, you're sipping strawberry wine as you do. He turns away staring at a pile of firewood.

He sighs loudly and asks if you live in a good world, with desperation in his voice. As you start to explain the nature of poverty in other countries, and the burning sky, and food shortages and a new plague, he closes his mind to you.

He goes inside. He wakes his family and he sings to them, you will never hear what he sang, it was beautiful. He holds them close, he ushers them off to bed and waits up to see them all find rest. He starts off round the room, each of them hearing a plea of love and an admission of failure, they hear their name outloud, as he takes a heavy woven sack and wraps it around their mouth until they are truly asleep. He kicks over the candles that are burning, and cheap thatched matts on the door go up in a flash. He slowly shuffles out into the cold. He piles the cold firewood against the door, smoke starting to cover any hint of flame in the room, and he hears it start to go quiet.

Once the screaming stops. He will walk to the field, then sit hunched against the fence. He will watch stars brighter than you will ever see them. He will feel more useful than we will ever feel.

In those moments. As he lies down, he takes a breath, and feels safe.

He knows he's saved the world from you.

#mine

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toboldlynerd · 1 year

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helloooo ela 😊✨!! glad your week has settled down a bit, hopefully you have an enjoyable weekend ahead of you!

i loved reading about your spotify wrapped, i haven’t listened to most of those artists/songs, so i will have to give them a try! i just listened to runaway by AURORA and i loved the way the song kept building and building, it felt almost cinematic 🎥💫. do you have a fav song by AURORA that you’d recommend 👀?

ahhhhh, your tea box sounds so cool!! is it designed to keep the tea fresh/preserved while you’re traveling, or just as a means of storage?? i’m a coffee girl through and through 😌 (and hot chocolate too, aksjsjjj that’s how i survive the winter months, but it can be our secret 🫶)

the 9-1-1 gay firefighters are also my blorbos-in-law 😂, i have yet to succumb and watch it but sounds like it might be inevitable! it looks like there was just a new season? did you enjoy it??

i looked up the summary for graceling, it seems very compelling! i haven’t read any fantasy since i was much younger but i’ve had a few recommendations for it recently, and i remember absolutely loving getting lost in those worlds as a kid 🦄

also, btw, i adored the cute animal gifs 🥺🥰, sending love your way 💙❄️✨

Hi yes hello,

This brightened my day for sure, thank you 🧡

Oh, you've asked the million dollars question lmao AURORA was my favorite artist this year (unsurprisingly) and I do love all her work. So much. It's hard to recommend her songs so I will try my best with 3 good vibes songs, 3 heart-wrenching songs and 3 in between.

Positive

1) Queendom (the YouTube video is so good!?!)

3) Exist For Love (because that music video came out way earlier than planned because “her fans needed something to be happy about” and it is just so damn beautiful)

In between

Heart-wrenching, tears possible

Murder Song (5, 4, 3, 2, 1) (yes, that specific live video for ultimate tear potential. Also tw murder as a significant plot point of the lyrics lol)

Through The Eyes Of A Child (yeah, that version is stripped back. Yeah I cried the first 3 times listening)

Boy In The Grass (it's live, I can't listen to it often cause the raw emotions rattle me every time because of the event the lyrics are based on tw gun violence and child death if you research)

Hehehhe you activated my trap card called “asking about something im passionate about”! This was so hard my dude, it took half an hour and I nearly made the list longer again.

It's just a habit I took over from my mum I guess? It's one normal teabox that gets the designated job of traveling tea box (a little bit like the jeans of teen girl book fame lmao) and then I've also bought some small one that I can use if I don't have much space to work with. It's a certain comfort to know you've got your favorite tea with you at all times...the bigger one is for loose tea leaves and the smaller one for tea bags btw hihi

Omg omgggg, friend, the gay firefighters have taken over my shipping juices since February and won't give them back for nothing 😅 Not gonna lie, a big part of my enjoyment comes from the way it's more of an ensemble show and how they incorporated canon gay and lesbian couples in the main cast (yes, you heard right! POC lesbian main character firefighter!!!!! I am still crushing on her and her wife omfg) and those two blorbos with the most excellent little boy (Chris 🧡) made me read the trope friends to husbands (as in “24hrs marriage speedrun” lets get married - why not right now - alright then) with glee and acceptance of in-character choices that got them there. They are so idiotic sometimes but also so so intelligent 😂✌️

Do you have a favorite artist? Favorite ice cream? (mine is ben and Jerry's cookie dough lol) is there a favorite holiday sweet you always Es eat this time of year?

All the best and warm greetings from a little blanket burrito called Ela ✨🧡

#asked and answered #i talk #secret holiday pal 22

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OC ask for Nix: 🍁🌙

🍁 MAPLE LEAF - what is their favourite season? why?

his favorite season is MY favorite season which is winter :3 he definitely didn't have a favorite in grievance or atrophy, because seasons and temperature changes don't exist in the purpose, but in the version of him i use for roleplay he's moved to a mortal world. he can still feel temperature and be "cold" but he can't feel pain from it or be harmed, and i think it's just a sensation that he enjoys. also he likes the snow a lot. i wrote a whole thing about nix and vinny talking about mortal seasons and winter back in like 2019 i just thing the idea of gods experiencing changing weather and seasons is cute

🌙 MOON - what is your oc's greatest wish? how far are they willing to go for it?

i don't think he'd admit it but he just wants to be loved. he just wants people he can be next to. which seems like a simple request but it's something he barely had for a long, long, LONG time. you already know he ends up killing people over it, though that definitely wouldn't be his first solution. grievance is a pretty glum story but atrophy is about learning how to love i think. at least a little. learning how to heal and grow and find ways to love and find people who love you against it all. its something thats really important to me

#captains log #ask #anon #🎀

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areyouafraid · 10 months

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ocean ask

i can't find the original poster for the life of me but i found this in my bookmarks somewhere and wanted to do it

pearl: if you could travel anywhere in the world, where would you go and why? i'm not sure! i'm in this weird headspace where i kinda want to travel but i don't know where to. i've never actually gone outside of new england at all. it can be really expensive and honestly depending on what you're doing it can be exhausting. like i couldn't imagine going to see like the eiffel tower and waiting in traffic forever and planning everything and then you get there and it's crowded and you're waiting forever... it just sounds not fun. but i do want to see the world i just don't know what that means to me yet

sails: describe your perfect partner. IDK. someone i can relate to

lighthouse: how much makeup do you wear? i never wear makeup. when i do i feel like i just look weird

shells: would you prefer to be a vampire or a werewolf? i was a vampire kid but i think being a vampire probably imposes more restrictions on your lifestyle. do you turn into a werewolf whenever the full moon is out or just whenever you look at it? i think i could handle being a werewolf and still like live normally

mermaid: most embarrassing moment? i will not answer this

turquoise: weirdest dream you’ve ever had? one time i was in an abandoned stable or pig farm and a little horned black goat told me in a high pitched voice that "it's so much fun playing with [me]". one time i read someone's fiction website and got transported to a demonic version of my street. one time i was a member of a cult that spoke entirely in french and latin and took part in a ritual sword-fight-to-the-death with the daughter of the leader. one time i was a child being escorted through a suburb by a man in a cloak and there were dead, mutilated dogs on the roofs and lawns and he was telling me not to look at the dogs. one time i picked up a teddy bear on the side of the road and was teleported to an endless garage inhabited by a demon. one time i worked in a deli with cell from dragon ball. one time i was trying to have sex with a robot but his arms were made of like pop tubes or slinkies and it was super weird

waves: favourite season and why? i used to hate the cold season but after how bad these last few summers have been i've made amends with it. i love winter now

breakers: would you ever consider getting married? i always thought the concept was weird. i mean i would if my partner wanted to but it just seemed like... it's just so much to go through and it doesn't really change what you are to each other. in my head, you don't love a "girlfriend" less than a "wife". they're the same thing. i guess there's like a financial benefit to getting married or something, but it's just. you know weddings are so out there and they're this whole... thing, and then if things ever don't work out or go south between the two of you, divorce is this whole process that can take fucking forever and i feel like the process of getting divorced can take a breakup that would otherwise be fairly amicable and just make them hate each other by the time it's through. i just dont really. get it

seafoam: describe your ideal summer vacation. probably to fucking antarctica or greenland if i'm going to be completely honest. summer is a terrible time to do big things

rain: if it were possible, what exotic animal would you keep as a pet? i wanted a giant african millipede at one point. i also wanted silkmoths and yellow mealworm beetles. if i had to go for something really ostentatious i'd say me and an octopus probably have a lot in common

sunlight: least favourite song? i don't know i don't really listen to music i don't like

marine: would you ever consider plastic surgery? i have considered it before. body troubles can make you consider a lot of things you wouldn't usually. but normally i would say no. still sometimes you have days where you think... i need lipo, i need my boobs cut off, i need leg extensions, i need this i need that etc

sea glass: what do you consider to be your best physical feature? maybe my eyes or my nose. idk

storm: do you like piercings and tattoos? Why or why not? i liek both

boardwalk: who is your favourite fictional couple? i dont kneeeowwwwww. idk... shin and noi, c-3po and r2-d2... honestly those are the first two that came up when i thought "fictional pairings that i like". im not really into shipping

coral: if you had to describe your personality as a food, what would you be and why? i wrote the answer for tidal b4 this one. ummm... probably something like salt or chili for the same reason. they can be good notes when they're subdued, but when they're prominent they can be overwhelming

nymph: old-fashioned or modern decor? i can't decide. they kinda feed into each other

seawater: scariest movie you’ve ever watched? not sure

siren: in a fantasy setting, would you be a warrior, rogue or mage? i obviously can't be a warrior... so either rogue or mage. being a mage would be cool i think

tempest: your favourite Pokemon? ummm... sawk gliscor flygon gyarados mightyena breloom emboar electivire hypno mr mime mewtwo granbull and others

tropic: what is your least favourite thing about your appearance? never ask me this

aquamarine: describe your dream date. i don't know! i don't think about this a lot. what defines a date? what gives it value? i'd say that any time you spend with someone you love has intrinsic value, it doesn't have to be an occasion

brine: gold or silver? hmm... im inclined to say gold but i can't imagine a gold wallet chain so that's a bit of a deal breaker

tidal: what is a colour that best describes your personality? my personality? ummmm i've been told that i have a "mature" or "organized" air, and i do try to remain calm and rational when faced with a challenge, but i know personally that i tend to be very obsessive and i panic when things don't go according to plan. my own desire to live in the moment and not care is undermined by that 1. i tend to fixate on the potential risks and outcomes of something INSTEAD of whether it would make me happy and 2. i do care about what people think of me / how people perceive me / how something will impact the future. maybe green or red. deep or faded tones can give a sophisticated and professional impression, but bright tones can be bold and produce a wild and jarring image

azure: what is something that you do that makes you happy? i liek video games and listening to music

fog: describe where you think you’ll be in five years. hopefully alive and well

coastline: what is your favourite flower? hydrangea perhaps. or the utilitarian dandelion. or lilacs!

shallows: what is your typical Starbucks order? IDK

voyage: what are your favourite names? like for people? or for animals? nicknames or given names? i don't know man

shipwreck: do you have an OC? If so, describe them. i have many. but eek im embarrassed

cerulean: do you believe in true love? idk. define it

shoreline: if you could become fluent in another language, which would you pick and why? i did french in middle and high school and fell out with it. in 2022 i learned some russian but also just stopped making time for it. since i already know the cyrillic alphabet i've considered ukrainian. my grandparents were ukrainian so i feel kinda like i have a ... responsibility? i don't know. i also feel like i should at least try to reach fluency in french because ... i spent that money on the dictionary and i spent the time in the classes and i should at least finish the job

tsunami: describe a dream outfit of yours. ONE THAT LOOKS GOOD ON ME

riptide: are you introverted or extroverted? Are you happy with this? i suppose i would be an "introvert" bc gatherings and stuff tend to make me feel drained after a while. it's certainly... a source of inconvenience, but i don't necessarily think it doesn't work for me because i generally don't maintain large circles

hurricane: describe a strange habit of yours. i make a lot of html files. just like... simple lists and bookmarks and stuff like that. like for example i don't have an account on etsy or anything like that so my "wishlist" is just an html file with links to things from online stores i'm interested in. it makes sense to me but saying it aloud it definitely sounds weird lol. i'm a little worried that i might die and someone will get access to my computer and think "wow. what the fuck was wrong with her"

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Dreams of Copper and Snow

A season 1 masterpost by yours truly

Dreams of Copper and Snow is a story of an AU based, with various accuracy, on the things happening on the CopperSMP server. At the point of writing this post the second season has started, but I will catch you up on the first season stuff. As mentioned before, this is an AU so this version of the story might not perfectly line up with the other members' versions of the story or exactly what has happened. This post is VERY long. Disclaimers out of the way, let's proceed-

Chaos has Order breathed into it,

from Copper sprouts Life.

Ice cold death comes with winter, proceeds spring

as all things must die for new life to be born.

Thus are the Dreams of Copper and Snow,

Dreamt by Am

Materialised by Ath

Realised by Eia

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The World

Before the beginning there was nothing. In the beginning there was Amatheia.

Amatheia was the beginning. He was the end. They were the repeat. She was the beginning.

Amatheia was born and with her came the world. The world was born of her, as a result of her. She was the world and the world was her.

Amatheia then created the moon, Order. Order had three faces, the Heavens, the Water that Flowed from the Heavens, and the Earth that Received it.

For each face there was an Overseer, the three sisters, the Overseer of the Heavens, the Overseer of the Abyss, the Water Flowing from the Heavens and Received by Earth, and the Overseer of the Earth, each representing a different facet of Amatheia's Order-Justice.

The Overseer of the Heavens' justice is protest, fighting against injustice. She is the mother of all skyborne creatures, protector of the skies and all who take flight in them.

The Overseer of the Abyss, the Water Flowing from the Heavens and Received by Earth's justice is perseverence, thriving in the presence of peril, despite your adversaries. She is the mother of all seaborne creatures and plants, protector of the seas, rivers and lakes and all who swim in them.

The Overseer of the Earth's justice is protecting the weak from harm. She is the mother of all earthborne creatures and plants, protector of the woods mountains and caves, and all who walk through them.

In their turn they created lesser gods and spirits to guard their dominions, and then creatures to live in them.

From her, the world and life was created. Her divine love permiated through her creation. But do not mistake her love as the same as mortal love. Her love was more akin to the love a gardener has for their garden.

Am is Life, she is Creation, she is the World, she is smothering Love, she is Copper. She has dominion over all of the Alive. The Mother, the Tree.

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Amatheia died and with his death, the underworld split from the world to host him. With his death the world died to hold all mortals who shared the same fate.

He could not create but only take. His kindness however is warm and comforting to all who accept him. He was cold and stern towards whoever did not belong with him. And he was unforgiving to those who rejected him.

Ath is Death, he is Erosion, he is Fate, he is stern Kindness, he is Gold. He has dominion over all of the Dead. The Guide, the Decay.

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Amatheia dreamt, and within their eternal slumber, that dream realised the inbetween. Not quite death, not quite life. That limbo was a barren wasteland, an endless desert. Eternity would have passed if time existed at the end of the world, as its memory lingered within Amatheia's dream. But there was nothing here. And so they dreamt forever until they materialised Wisdom. And so they were reborn with the world.

They could not create, nor destroy, only reconstruct. Their wisdom is infinite and holds all the knowledge of the universe. Everything that has happened, will happen and could happen. They were the nothing outside of everything. They realised that which exists and does not. They were looking at the things beyond the world.

Eia is Rebirth, they are Reconstruction, they are Wisdom, they are cruel Void, they are Obsidian. They have dominion over all Fools. The Gatekeeper, the Dragon.

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And so the world was reborn, and with it the cycle of Life and Death completed and perfected. Amatheia then created the Sun to witness the world with her. The Sun was filled with pride, for his creation must mean he was meant to oversee everything. The world was made for him. And so, from the Sun came the Overseer of All Creation, Chaos. He crafted a crown out of the sun's halo and declared himself king.

He was punishment, he was violence and subjugation, exploitation, but at the same time wealth, prosperity, radiance and intelligence, the primordial flame. He was the father of all technology, science, alchemy and magic, self proclaimed ruler of the world and the underworld. He created lesser gods and split them into Administrators and Observers to divide the land amongst themselves and help their leaders respectively, and then the humans to be ruled by them. He gifted humanity part of the primordial flame and blessed them with the desire for knowledge. And thus began the age of prosperity.

Empires were built, technology progressed, civilizations were born. But in an ironic twist, the Sun's creations inherited his insatiable greed and ambition, which led to their downfall. Amatheia did not interfere. Hyvris

The lesser gods fought amongst them for dominion over territory, and the humans followed soon. Thus The Great War begun. It was a pointless battle fought for many years. Humans and gods alike would mutually destroy each other, bordering madness. Amatheia did not interfere. Atis

And the Sun did nothing about it all. Blinded by his own brilliance, he thought himself invincible and superior to everyone. In his own little world. But the verdict of his and his creation's fate had already been reached. Amatheia did not interfere. Nemesis

And the lesser gods and humans had concocted a plan to overthrow the fourth overseer and seize his radiant throne as their own. They created a weapon to deliver a fate worse than death. The corruption. Amatheia had already interfered. Tisis

A botched assassination, the overseer's rotting body's curse, the mindless rage of a heartless god, a betrayal, and an impossible winter. No one survived the corruption when coming in contact with it. Almost nothing survived in the world. The Great War was finally over. And after 500 years, the corruption was hidden beneath layers of ice and earth, until a seed falling from the sky unearthed it. Or more accurately, the people that discovered the seed unearthed it.

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The Characters (season 1)

~ Chris (Anaflektoras)

Overview: Very much a human, he is just a guy, a little guy, part of the Chalkos Tree aliance, after Kye's invitation. One of the few remaining wandering humans, a relic of a bygone era, despite his young age. Then again if there's no one to count the time passed, does time truly pass? Likely a masochist, he tends to antagonize people not caring about the consequences. Diligent, always working on a new project, be it a contraption or a build. Not uncharacteristic of his human nature. He might appear straightforward at first glance, but if you dig deeper he is quite enigmatic.

Relationships: Member of the Chalkos alliance. But has a positive relationship with everyone in general.

-Goes way back with his partner in crime, Kye, whom he stumbled upon years ago as they were moving from settlement to settlement. They ended up stranded in the middle of the wilderness for a while after their caravan was destroyed in an accident. Let's say these few days were quite formative. They tend to argue a lot but in truth they are quite close. -He has a sibling-like relationship with Constellation, as he tends to enable their mischief. -Him and Mctzii share a single braincell when together. -Great minds think alike, though in their case they could be considered fools in a sense. Lyria and Chris as the engineers of the general area and hard workers, find themselves in a lot of collaboration with each other. Chris holds a lot of respect for the warrior. At least as much as it is possible for him.

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~ Constellation system (Cosmos and Stella)

Overview: Constellation is a system with two alters, Cosmos and Stella. They are half divine (their mother was a lesser god under the jurisdiction of the first overseer) and half human (their father). However they harbour disdain for both the divine and human. From an absentee father, to an abusive mother and grandmother, they decided to run away from home and initially settled into Bowlside. While not quite immortal, they have a large lifespan. But despite their age in years being big, they are still just kids trying to find a place to call home. They eventually joined the Chalkos alliance.

Cosmos is the outwardly troublemaking one of the two. They might appear cold and hostile but they act as Stella's caretaker. Almost like an older sibling of sorts. They are the brawn of the two and do most of the hard work to take care of the system, as much as they complain about it. They might have a hard exterior, but once you manage to pass the walls they have created, they are a good kid.

Stella is more of a innocent looking menace. She will try to appear as helpless and small but she is definitely the brains of the two. Sure, she might object to Cosmos's troublemaking tendencies, but that doesn't mean she doesn't like to indulge in mischief from time to time. Quite the crybaby, she adores all things girly and will wear fake bandages to Cosmos's dismay. She is better at planning stuff. Despite their differences, both alters work together to live a better life.

Relationships: They have relatively positive relationships with everyone. Mostly thanks to Stella's efforts. Cosmos tends to sabotage them a bit with the troublemaking.

-Anaflektoras is one of the coolest people in both of their opinions. Sure, humans suck, but not him. He not only gives them free stuff (Cosmos steals, Stella apologises, Chris just lets them have the stuff anyways), but he will join them in any adventure they might go to. -Cosmos doesn't trust Gale. Stella doesn't mind him. But they both think he is a pathetic old man, but they can't help but worry a bit watching him go down a dangerous path -They don't like the new Lyria. Or whatever pretends to be them. -Their relationship with Kye is an interesting one. Stella had always looked up to her for saving them on multiple occasions, but as per usual Cosmos was warry of the weird human. But they ended up warming up to her, as she just started calling herself their dad. Maybe Cosmos liked the fact that she didn't mind their "attitude". That despite everything she was like an unmoving rock, an anchor for them. [author's note I am so fricking emo for the father-son duo, it's been over half a year and I still cry at the thought of two people finding comfort in each other in a cruel world don't touch me]. In the end, even Cosmos calls Kye dad.

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~ Gale

Overview: Gale... can no longer be called human. They used to have everything. A home, a family. Was it a curse from Amatheia for the Sun's people? For the humans that even dared to fight in the great war and not die in the pointless battle? When the Sun died, their form grew monstrous, and a blizzard buried the fire and the family it burned. He spent centuries trying to find a way to somehow repent and appease Amatheia, trying to rid himself of the freezing curse. But Amatheia was never angry at him. Ice cold death comes with winter, proceeds spring. Would those horns of his ever find the courage to bloom anew? Like all wayward souls, he stumbled upon Bowlside to try and build a new life for himself. But unfortunately the past always comes back to haunt those who run from it. A resident of Bowlside.

Relationships: He can somehow manage to piss everyone off around him, yet at the same time woo most fem adjacent people into marriage. The rizz of this man is insane.

-Extremely dicorved with Mctzii. Not even funny. Unbelieavably divorced. He is the type of guy to constantly send flowers to his ex and constantly ask for a redo. He is so hopelessly divorced -His marriage with Lyria was a difficult one. He wasn't the best husband. He'd do a lot of things for her in the name of his love for her but... it's up for debate whether it was love or self-serving reasons. -They were rivals, they were enemies, they were nemeses, they were foils to each other, they were narrative parallels, they were both humans whose humanity was foresaken in some way, they hated each other, their fates were intermingled, they were theatre kids, they brought destruction upon the world in their quest for salvation (I am talking about Gale and Kye) -Constellation was a useful pawn in their eyes

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~ Gus (cutely referred to as god)

Overview: The area's Administrator. He was quite young during The Great War, rose to this position due to the power vacumm caused by The Corruption. Very friendly, just happy to be here. He enjoys disguising himself as a human and acting like a mortal, even though anyone can tell he is not. If he was a mortal he'd have a very hard time staying alive. His inexperience means that he is not aware of certain things either, and is quite passive in the happenings. Whether that's good or not is to be determined

Relationships: he is in good terms with literally everyone. He is just that friendly and outgoing and doesn't antagonise anyone. He just enjoys the company.

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~ [Redacted] Kyeterna (Renacinis)

Overview: No amount of Wisdom can save a self destructive person from their "Tisis", or their consequences of their Hubris. But maybe that was the point all along. Seemingly a human, she appears to be strong, not in need of anyone else, a hermit, but in reality she longs for connections. For someone to call her by her real name. Not Kyeterna, nor Renacinis.

They don't like talking about their past. They just say they like orchids. "They remind me of home". Caught in the war as a bystander, they learnt that the safest way to live was in solitude. For years the words of her teacher guided her.

"From copper sprouts life"

She studied the stars in search for the seed of the Copper Tree. Eventually she found it and took care if it in hopes of finding the answers of the prophecy. Little did she know that fate had different plans. Founder of the Chalkos Alliance.

To many Renacinis was a legend of a bygone era. Amongst the gods it was a warning. Have you ever heard of the charcoal monster without a heart? They say that the one it bears was stolen from a god. Be wary of it for it brings death and destruction in its wake. But how many know the real story behind it?

Relationships: An interesting fellow, I'll tell you that

-She genuinely loved Chris. Even if she'd rather die than admit it. Now how healthy that love was is another matter. Which in truth, was not. And it would only get worse as time progresses. Through no fault of his she'd take her anger out on him, threaten him, try to control him. Can you really use her fear of being abandoned as justification? Even if he justified her actions, were they ever really okay? Was that why he ended up-. She really loves him, but that love turned to hurt, to bitterness, to hate. -Proud father of their son constellation. In reality that wasn't always the case. Kye met Stella as she begrudgingly rescued Stella from lava. "I will do anything to repay you" "then stay out of my way". To Kye's dismay, Cosmos and Chris spent a lot of time together to thr point where they asked to move in the Chalkos tree area. Kye wasn't sure why they accepted. Maybe for the hell of it. It started with Cosmos whining while fishing. Kye decided to join them and they spent time together. Time Kye thoroughly enjoyed in the midst of everything happening. "We are having a father son bonding experience". Kye loves both Cosmos and Stella but let's be honest, she has a soft spot for Cosmos -They absolutely hate Gale. Attack on sight type of hate. Extreme violence type of hate. "Having seen what's under that ugly mask, I'd say he's one of the most beautiful people I've ever seen. Too bad his personality ruins it" -At first they were warry, but eventually came to admire Lyria. And after some life altering experiences she'd even consider her a friend. Too bad the person that impersonated them ruined everything. Kye feels like she owes too much to Lyria and wishes she could repay somehow.

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~ Lyria

Overview: A lesser god under the second overseer's jurisdiction, stripped of their divinity through time and lack of worship. Protector of bowlside they resided there for centuries, watched people come and go. They grew a disdain for humans as they kept destroying the habitat. God turned to warrior. Herald of justice. Warrior turned to sacrifice. They gave up so much trying to save the people they cared about. They even gave up their body. Amatheia had plans for them.

Relationships: Lyria has always been the type of person to help others despite their limits. This meant that they were in good terms with everyone. But was it worth it in exchange for their self?

-Met Gale as they saved him from drowning. There was something about the earnestness of this human that attracted them. They loved him a lot. Their relationship was nice until they got married. -Close friends with Chris, they ended up working on a lot of community projects together. -Briefly dated Mctzii, but still on good terms -She slowly warmed up to Kye from their initial distrust for her due to Kye being a human. Maybe they appreciated how she would time and time again stand up for them.

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~ Mctzii

[ok disclaimer first, I started writing this post late january. It has been on the drafts for a while, for the sake of doing a proper job on this I will include them this once but since then the person who has this character has decided to cut all communication with me so because I feel uncomfortable writing anything about them I will keep this one sweet and brief and you won't ever see me talk about this character again, nor their season 2 counterpart]

Part of the southside settlement, part of the remnants of the mole people civilization (under the jurisdiction of the 3rd overseer) that were almost wiped to extinction because of the corruption, doomed by the narrative to meet the same fate as their predecessors. Had a messy divorce with Gale, was on good terms with Lyria, best friends with Nam, in the end they ended up isolating themselves in their lab consumed by their research and the corruption.

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~Nam

Overview: Is he a human? Is he a cryptid? Is he an anime girl? Is he a secret fourth thing? No one knows. All we know is that he is just a guy (best type of guy). Or maybe he is an anime girl after all. Perhaps 25 stacks of potatoes inside a spiderman costume. Resident of the southside settlement, he is *adjusts glasses* a lawyer, a councelor, a priest, the entire food industry, a judge, a doctor, a therapist, southside's mayor, a dog breeder, potato santa. Nam is love, Nam is life. But after the incident he has been missing with no one knowing where he is, which singlehandedly brought the collapse of society. No I am serious, the moment he left everything went wrong (though to be fair it wasn't because he left, but because of the things happening adjacent to that event).

Relationships: He is on friendly terms with everyone, the only person he was closest to was Mctzii

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The Story (season 1)

I won't be including backstories because that would make this post twice as long, so bulletpoints of what happened within the timeframe of the story

Gale, Lyria, Constellation lived peacefully in Bowlside, Mctzii and Nam in southside respectively.

Gale "divinely" inspired wrote "Faith & Order" and other religious texts and started worshipping Amatheia (leaning towards the Am part of the trinity) more. Lyria followed along. Constellation due to their upbringing was reluctant to worship any gods.

A meteor falls south east of southside and bowlside alike, bearing a seed that would later become Chalkos Tree. Kye following a prophecy chases after the meteor and begins the working. "From Copper sprouts life"

Gale and Lyria catch wind of the masive dig site created by the meteor that Kye is working on and are not happy with what's happening as damaging the earth is against the rules of their faction of their amatheian religion. The first conflicts arise.

Kye invites Chris to the area to help with the construction, he ends up just hanging out.

About this time Kye saves Stella from lava who then starts orbitting around Kye to find a way to repay her.

Should I mention the relationship drama Gale goes through? It's a lot of drama. Guy has both infinite and zero rizz at the same time, good for him

Lyria dies saving Gale from a raid at bowlside and as they are brought back to life, the first part of their contract with Amatheia begins.

Construction of Chalkos Tree is coming to a close when Kye unearths something that shouldn't be unearthed. They fall into a month long coma

During this time Lyria moves next to Chalkos Tree and hangs out with Chris more, and hosts Constellation.

Meanwhile, using their last remaining divinity Lyria protects Kye from the corruption. They both end up facing the Gatekeeper (Eia) in a dream world. The deal they form goes wrong but all that matters is that Kye woke up. Right?

Just in time for the wedding! Lyria and Gale are finally getting married. But Lyria is visibly weakened and Kye woke up, wrong.

That was the last good day.

Gale leaves a copy of Faith and Order and the rituals adjacent to the religion on top of Chalkos Tree. Kye takes that as a threat. Lyria decides to take it upon themself to try mend the very strained relationship between Gale and Kye. Goes horribly wrong.

"Builds that massively alter the landscape require human sacrifice. On a golden throne under an azalea tree, the human must be executed by a priest for forgiveness for their sins"

Lyria asked Mctzii to kill them on that golden throne. Lyria was neither a human, nor was Mctzii a priest.

Amatheia completes their contract with Lyria and takes over her body fully, barely keeping them alive. Amatheia has a plan. And they are not very pleased.

Amatheia posing as Lyria convinces Chris to cooperate with her in order to "save everyone". He complies and his first job is to complete The Rite.

Kye wakes up to find her worst fears confirmed, Chris and Lyria missing, with a golden throne next to the crater. Furious she confronts Gale, who just like her is oblivious to what happened.

"Lyria" approaches Nam and after speaking to him he leaves the area, his house destroyed under unknown circumstances.

Gale meets "Lyria" only to realise that whatever has his wife's appearance is not her. He also finds a more timid than usual Chris tagging along whatever the thing with Lyria's appearance is.

Gale and Kye attempt to form an alliance to get to the bottom of what happened with Chris and Lyria, so that Kye can get Chris back and Gale Lyria. Unfortunately for both of them their clashing personalities are impossible to fit together

As Constellation begins building an aquarium near Chalkos Tree, Cosmos is fishing in the river. Kye in an attempt to escape for a little the complete rollercoaster of the past few days decide to keep company to them. She jokingly keeps calling herself Cosmos's dad and them her son. Cosmos finds her weird for that, but oddly endearing. Over the course of the next few weeks the joke gets serious.

It is unclear what sort of experiments Amatheia does to Chris but things are taking a turn for the worse. Kye is overconsumed by worry especially after one of them almost got Chris killed.

After a confrontation with "Lyria" she discovers the identity of the pretender and let's Gale know. She becomes less willing to fight as only an idiot would try fighting Amatheia. Defeated she only tells Chris to call her if he needs help. Gale has other plans however.

The corruption is getting worse, overtaking more and more of the area. Mctzii has been spending weeks locked in their lab and Kye is getting more and more, wrong let's say.

Gale after looking over tons of old texts finds a potential solution to all their problems. Who could have the ability to oppose Amatheia? Who was connected to the corruption in the first place? Chaos.

Chris never called for help. Despite everything he never did. Kye was getting more and more agitated at her friend, while Amatheia just relished at the angst. "You know Renacinis, you're not always right. And you might not be the best thing for him. Chris made his choice"

Constellation observed how overwhelmed with grief and anger their father was becoming. She kept reassuring them everything was fine, when it clearly wasn't. So Gale approached Cosmos with a proposal.

Stella did not like the proposal the least bit. Cosmos didn't either but they were willing to do everything to help their father. Maybe Gale knew Cosmos would be more willing to comply hence why he approached them specifically. And so the construction of the false Sun begun.

In the meantime, a giant airship was being built in the sky, overshadowing Chalkos Tree. When Chris asked Amatheia what it was for, she simply answered "a last resort for the worst case scenario"

After weeks not seeing anyone, Kye was approached by Gale. Over the world's most awkward dinner, Gale makes a simple proposal. "How do you feel about me running for ruler of the general area, from Bowlside all the way to Chalkos Tree, with you as my assistant? Our community clearly needs a leader with all the chaos around" obviously this was but a red herring, Gale knew Kye would never agree to something like that. "There should be no ruler, we are doing fine with no hierarchy as it is?" "Are we?". With Kye unable to answer Gale adds "We could see what everyone else says. Let's do an election" and so she agrees.

The false Sun looms over Chalkos Tree. The ship is complete. The puzzle pieces fall into place.

The campaign announcements would take place by the false Sun temple at Gale's request. Kye reluctantly agreed. Amatheia was not happy.

Kye started out with her statement which didn't go as well. Gale asked what her plans were for fighting the corruption, to which she had no answer.

"I however do have a solution" Gale stood up and walked past Kye. Cosmos followed behind.

Kye instantly got distrustful "Gale what are you planning?" "The sun will help us fight the corruption, and I am here to demonstrate" Amatheia observed silently. "Cosmos I really don't like this, please turn back" Cosmos hesitated a bit. They had a bad feeling about this too. But they remembered the dark scars Kye kept hiding with her gloves. They remembered how their behaviour had changed the past months. Gale promised this would fix things, they had to believe it would. And so they marched on. "See, they made up their mind. Contrary to what you believe, you cannot control others" Kye bit her lip and sat down. Amatheia was glaring at Gale at that point. But they remained silent. Gale noticed her and gave her a big triumphant smile, taunting them to stop him. Cosmos went up the elevator and was now inside the sun temple. They looked down at the crowd who was watching. "Gale I hope you know what you're doing" they thought. The temperature was getting higher. They were starting to have second thoughts. "And now for the main show" Gale grinned widely as he brought out a grimoire and pulled a lever. "Gale you'll regret this" Amatheia sternly declared. Kye almost instinctively equipped her armour. Lava started pouring into the temple as Gale started chanting. Cosmos screamed in fear. "THIS IS NOT WHAT WE AGREED ON, YOU'LL KILL ME!" Gale ignored Cosmos's pleas for help and continued on. "You-" Kye dashed at Gale like a rabid animal, drawing out Nemesis. Gale dodged the attack as he continued reading. Amatheia kept observing. The rest of the audience slowly backed away. Cosmos was crying in pain as the lava slowly burned them away. "I don't want to die I don't want to die. It hurts. It hurts so much. Stella I'm scared". The last thing they saw was their father fighting Gale. As they were about to lose their consciousness, he looked up at them and smirked smugly. "And done!" Gale said as he closed the grimoire. Kye launched another attack which he effortlessly deflected with his now drawn sword. He kicked Kye down and walked towards the sun. "YOU WON'T GET AWAY WITH THIS-" "I just did. Anyways I present you-" Gale paused dramatically as he opened the doors to the elevator to reveal- Cosmos? Kye's eyes widened, she tried to run towards them but Amatheia stopped her by grabbing her shoulder firmly. She looked up to see their face clouded. "-The fourth overseer. Chaos"

Let's say Gale messed up big time. Reviving a dead god is a huge no no, especially this one. Chaos only had one goal in mind and it was revenge on the world for his horrible fate. Yeah sure he would technically be able to fight Amatheia, potentially win, but Amatheia had other plans. Of course, she was very angry at the inconvenience in front of her.

Gale thought he was in control of the overseer but no, immediately considering Gale a heretic, he stabbed him and moved on to fight Amatheia. The near fatal wound caused a blizzard to start, the freezing cold depowering the overseer.

Amatheia instructed Kye to get Gale and hide in Chalkos Tree's roots. She told Gus to hold off Chaos as much as he could before joining Kye and Gale at the Tree. Gus asked what about the others. "Nam is safe, Chris will be with me" "What about the others" Gus asked worried. Amatheia remained silent.

She fleed for the ship as Gus took on the overseer. There, with Chris locked inside one of the rooms she started the engines and started flying away. She left a note for Lyria and left the body.

Snow was starting to get inside the Tree. Kye wanted to yell at Gale, curse at him, kill him with her hands, but that would be pointless. The cold was starting to make movement harder. "You want to yell at me so bad it makes you look stupid" Gale chuckled. "You reviving a dead GOD makes you look stupid- wh- WHAT WERE YOU THINKING" "And what, just sitting around waiting for our deaths was a better solution? Pretending everything was fine?" "AT THIS POINT YES!" a loud crash came from outside. "You don't understand Kye, I lost EVERYTHING, should I have just not taken any risks that could bring me back even something?" "YOU KILLED MY SON" another loud crash, "I lost everything too, but I kept going forward, I found a new family and now I lost that too. Because of YOU" as they reached the bottom of the tree trunk, Kye tossed Gale on the ground furious. Gale groaned in pain. "Asshole" "Sorry...". Ice was starting to cover the walls. With another loud crash, Gus teleported next to the pair severly injured, "This is as much as I could hold him off, now we can only pray the walls of this thing are sturdy enough". Gale looked at Kye. "Are... are we gonna die?" The snow kept piling up. She looked back at him mortified.

Cosmos found themself on a floating island, surrounded by a pitch dark sky. If you tried focusing your eyes hard enough on the sky, you could notice static. Their shoes were touching water, in its reflection they could see Stella. They both looked ahead of them at 10 obsidian pillars surrounding a small shrine, hosting am obsidian egg and Amatheia who was guarding it. "I would find your presence before us ironic considering your relationship with Renacinis, if not for the fact that we brought you here ourself" they gestured to Constellation to come closer. Stella in the reflection moved the simultaneously with Cosmos. Looking down, Cosmos realised Amatheia, or rather Eia, had no reflection, just a shadow. "Under 'normal' circumstances you'd have to face me in a battle, you know, in my cooler, dragon form but the situation is far from normal" Eia patted a spot for Cosmos to sit on, while they embraced the egg. "You are technically dead right now" "Oh." "That was an underwhelming response" "How am I supposed to respond?" "Stella down there is freaking out" Cosmos looked at Stella who was shouting something inaudible. "It's okay, I brought you out of the dream temporarily. In case you haven't realised the world you just left is ending? Yeah" Eia knocked on the surface of the water, and its reflection changed to show the entire chalkos tree area covered in snow. It also showed Constellation, well Chaos inhabitting Constellation's body outside the Chalkos Tree, fighting Gus. Cosmos grimaced. "Yes this is exactly how Lyria felt" Eia hissed a horrible laugh. "I don't like you" "I get that a lot. What are you gonna do about it?" Cosmos exhaled and crossed their arms. "Good kid. Stella seems more concerned about Renacinis... Your dad right?" they scoffed. Cosmos frowned. The reflection was now showing Gale and Kye fighting inside the Tree. "You don't have much time so here is my proposal: using part of the Wisdom, we can nullify everything that happened" "What?" "Yeah yeah yeah, rewrite the world in a way that the corruption never becomes a thing asterisk and everyone is safe! asterisk. I just need you to act as the anchor. And to pass on the seed" "I have several questions, first of all why are you saying 'asterisk'?" "No time for the fine print, it's either that or you guys are dead dead" Eia chipped off part of the egg's exterior, and gave it to Cosmos. It looked like a seed of sorts. "When you meet your dad again, give it to them. She'll know what to do with it. I am gonna give my last instructions to Renacinis and if she doesn't screw up we'll meet again. Or not! Hold your breath" and with that they push into the reflection the egg and smile. Cosmos and Stella slowly merge again as they fall through the surface of the water. They watch as Chalkos Tree turns from Copper to Gold to Obsidian and then everything turns dark.

Cosmos wakes up in the middle of a forest. Alone. Stella is still there yes, but physically they are alone. Their wings damaged from the lava. In their hand a tiny copper seed. "Great". And so they start walking.

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For the story of season 2 the masterpost will be linked [here] once it's written. There are a lot of details I haven't included but this is just sort of introductory. I went on such detail for the finale mostly because it is DoCaS exclusive, I don't wanna get into the details :'). I tag all the posts related to it as copper smp/docas/dreams of copper and snow!

If you read all of it first thank you and second congratulations, I would have a really hard time doing that.

#docas #dreams of copper and snow #copper smp #docas constellation #docas renacinis #docas gale #docas lyria #docas gus #docas nam #docas anaflektoras #mr anaflektoras is my silly little blorbo #docas amatheia #i am not tagging the other character for the same reasons i didnt dwell on them much #i will be ignoring their existance from now on as much as it saddens me #writerna #the only ones that transfer from season 1 to 2 kinda are lyria constellation kye mr anaflektoras and gale kinda #can you tell i really love mr anaflektoras and gale as characters?#if you ask me to explain to you the intricacies of everyone's character arcs you are entering an unskippable cutscene. It lasts 2 hours

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