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toallthebooksivelovedbefor3 · 1 year

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!!SPOILERS FOR A LIGHT IN THE FLAME!!!

Now that you have been warned…Jennifer what the fuck? It is now November 16, 2022, 2:31 am and I’m and flabbergasted. I floundered. I am knocked sideways, nonplused even.

Five fucking stars to you because I physically couldn’t not put down this book. The emotions I fucking went through all for it to stop at that. You will be hearing from my therapist but oh my word.

First, RIP Ector, his death made this book so real, the way life can be sniffed out like it means nothing, so thankful Aios could be saved.

Ash and Sera. That’s it.

The tension, the passion, the emotions with these two ugggggggghhh. I was fucking drowning in them. I couldn’t get enough of these two and the way they built back that trust that was broken and became stronger. And don’t motherfucking tell me that primal ain’t in love…he said I love you sera in every fucking language and action stopping short of running around the house of haides with sera’s face on a sign screaming “I love you I love you I love you!!!”

Also I love the relationship Sera has with his guards, mostly Rhain. They’re the ones in that friend no one expected to be close but are because they understand the deep shit and struggles of life. Also love Saion with her as well.

Nektas is one of the realest and I wanna ride that draken’s dick because of it. This beast was instigating left right and centre, saying not but the realest and most obvious shit when they didn’t want to admit it and for that he’ll for ever be meyaah draken. Idk who that Aurelia bitch is but she better take care of him. Also with Sera’s confession, which I talked about in a different post, go there for details.

Sera, Jadis and Reaver. I love, love love the relationship we see between these three. Partly because of the embers but they way they Jade and Reaver felt safe around her to shift? UNTOUCHED. The way she held Jade so close when they slept? PRECIOUS MOMENTS. And when Nek said that she probably reminded Jade of her mom, that’s why I decided that the relationship will be so much more. The bond between someone who took up the flame to be a mother figure and a daughter is unmatched and I need to see more.

Attes…I’ll talk about him in another post because this it too long and I want there to be an open discussion to it.

Veses should be left to the shades, nymphs, dakkais. That bitch deserves a slowly and torturous death, especially after kicking Reaver.

Thankful for my girl Bele who came, got laid (Aios😏😉) served and slayed.

Thank god for my girl Tori (Sotoria) who lives in Sera and bout to fuck up Kolis whole days for months and saving our Queen consort. A soul chased for hundreds of years is a nasty one and I can’t wait for her and Sera to bring that shit gold palace down.

Thank you and good night 😽

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lonely-sweetpotato · 2 years

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*Poppy, Nyktos, Malik*

Poppy, no

*Casteel, Sera, Delano*

POPPY, YES

*Kieran*

FOR FUCK SAKES

*Reaver*

*grabs popcorn*

#from blood and ash #blood and ash #poppy x casteel #the war of two queens #twotq #tcogb #casteel daneer #kieran contou #Reaver-butt #nyktos #asite #alitf

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fleyrie · 2 years

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Casteel wanting to see a Draken in Akofaf

To actually meeting a Draken (Reaver-butt) in Twotq

#reaver #reaver-butt #twotq #Casteel #casteel da'neer #Akofaf #a kingdom of flesh and fire #fbaa #the war of two queens #twotq spoilers #fbaa series #from blood and ash #from blood and ash series

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countessofthenightcourt · 9 months

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Flesh and Fire

I’m rereading The War of Two Queens while waiting for my copy of A Soul of Ash and Blood to arrive and i just realized in Chapter 5, Reaver says the names of all 3 of the Flesh and Fire books while describing Sera, “Her name is a shadow in the ember, a light in the flame, and the fire in the flesh.” I totally didn’t realize that until now.

#fbaa series #the war of two queens #jennifer armentrout #jla #flesh and fire #reaver butt #poppy balfour #ascended #nyktos #seraphena mierel #casteel da'neer #fbaa universe

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killianglyndon · 1 year

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we all agree reaver is funny right??

#schafer talks #even funnier when nektas said he’s reaver butt #twotq

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wellthebardsdead · 6 months

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The loved & the forgotten pt26

Part 25 here

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Kaidan: *rubbing his face as the morning sun hits his eyes* you mean to tell me, we’re actually going to be travelling with and looking after, the, Mannimarco, king of worms? A literal lich king?

Nerevar: *watching as miraak sits mannimarco down on a blanket by the dragons as he saddles them up, taking in how the high elfs timid stature and feeble frame shivers in the cold breeze*

Mannimarco: *blue eyes wide, taking in his first sunrise in centuries, and feeling a warmth fill his heart he’d taken for granted so long ago as auriel welcomes him back into his light with open arms* I… I’m f-free.. *voice quivering and body trembling as tears roll down his face*

Nerevar: I think we can trust him. *smiles watching voryn dry mannimarcos face with his sleeve before sitting with him to give him comfort* I hope he travels well, he’s too weak to walk.

???: TALIIIIII!!!

Nerevar: speaking of which. *turns around to see vivienne tied up and squirming over taliesins shoulder* This seems a bit excessive.

Taliesin: I. Am not letting him run into trouble again! And if this is the only way to stop him then so be it!

Vivienne: I won’t run into trouble! You’re being mean!

Taliesin: *slaps him on the ass making him squeal and kick* Keep up the attitude and I’ll give you mean alright! *hands him to kaidan* let’s get going.

Kaidan: *looks down at his bound sun and sky skinned lover* Colour?

Vivienne: … *pouts* green.

Kaidan: *snickers* Tsk, my you are in a bratty mood~ *shifts him over his shoulder patting his butt* So we’re getting married at the temple then yeah? Then having a second one under the eyes of mara?

Taliesin: that’s the plan. *hooks his bag onto the dragons saddle*

The dragon: This. Is. Humiliating. Reduced to winged horses.

Sahrotaar: *snaps at them* we serve our dovahkiin as he serves the last dovahkiin… though looking at him now. I wonder how miraak lost. *watches Kaidan walk by with vivienne over his shoulder*

Miraak: He’s. A lot more powerful than he looks.

Kaidan: oh yeah he is. And a lot more mischievous than he looks as well. *suddenly flings vivienne over a dragons saddle tying him there* No more runnin off for you*

Vivienne: *whines and flails* my hairs gonna be a mess if I fly like this!

Voryn: I’ll brush it when we land iam leyrehjiag (our poet) *stands with nerevars help and slides his chitin helm over his head, whispering so only he can hear* thoughts?…

Nerevar: *matching his whisper* those aren’t any ordinary reavers. I recognised a few from raven rock.

Voryn: And the temple begging to intrude on our sessions with vivienne.

Nerevar: You think they’re the ones who accosted him in the street during his panic attack?

Voryn: it’s a possibility.

Nerevar: how many have you sensed?

Voryn: 5. They’re all waiting to follow us.

Nerevar: will Lucien be alright here on his own? What if they use him as bait?

Nerevar: *ear twitching hearing dumzbathar talking to Lucien deep below the earth* he’ll be fine. He’s in good company.

Kaidan: *calls out from his dragon as he helps Taliesin up* Oi! You two coming?

Voryn: *looks down to see mannimarco missing, now already safely seated with miraak on his dragon* Ah- yes let’s get going.

Kaidan: Fock yes! Let’s get married! *slaps vivienne on the ass as his dragon takes flight*

Vivienne: KAIDAAAAN!!!!

*several hours later*

Vivienne: *free from his lovers restraints and now seated comfortably on a cushion in the temple, sighing as voryn does his hair for the ceremony* I wish Lucien decided to come back for the wedding.

Voryn: shhh he’ll be there for your one back in skyrim. *pulls more of his hair back from his face pinning it with a carved ebony comb* don’t lose this okay? It was the first gift Neht gave me when I revealed who I was to him.

Vivienne: *reaches up touching it* it’s beautiful… you never talk much about your life before finding neht again. You said you related to what I’ve been through though?…

Voryn: Mhm… life is cruel when your own skin betrays you. Before coming to nerevar, my eye was once a birthmark. An omen, people called it. I was ostracised, abused… used… so I hid my face. I stopped talking. I accepted life was forever to be cruel to me. Until the night I planned to end it all. Azura herself came to me and told me who I was… She told me to seek Neht out. That he wouldn’t turn from me. And when I saw his face… it all came flooding back. And I felt ashamed… but more than anything I felt pain. His eyes were dull, his smile was fake… he was ready to take his own life rather than continue living forever.

Vivienne: then- he saw you?

Voryn: I got caught without my helmet by temple guards when I thought I was alone… I was dragged into nerevars office and thrown to his feet… it was a blur, but all I could see was him… and the next thing I knew we were tangled in each others arms beneath the sheets. We cried, we laughed, we kissed, but we never let each other go. *finishes his hair and gently lifts his chin to start his face markings* and it’ll be the same for you with them. *glances out the door to see nerevar giving Taliesin & Kaidan a run down on dunmer marital rites*

Vivienne: I-…

Voryn: *pauses for a moment expecting the younger mer to express doubt or concern* …

Vivienne: *smiles* I know it will.

Voryn: *blinks in surprise before smiling and planting a soft kiss to his forehead, heart feeling at ease seeing how far he’d come in accepting his self worth* you’ll be loved by them forever. *gently strokes his cheek with his thumb before resuming his makeup* I’ll try to avoid making green this time.

Vivienne: green- *remembers he’s gold and blue* …Oh, uh. Hm.

*a few minutes later*

Kaidan: *kneeling on a cushion* how much longer do we have to wait?

Taliesin: *kneeling beside him* as long as we have to… are your legs going numb too?

Kaidan: nah they fell asleep 20 minutes ago. I want to see him is all… they’re taking their time, I’m sure he looks gorgeous.

Taliesin: he always looks gorgeous but… you’re right… *nervously grips his robes* I want to remember what he looks like in this moment forever…

Kaidan: *reaches over gently taking his hand in his and giving it a squeeze* me too. I know I’ll never forget how handsome you look right now too~

Taliesin: *smiles then huffs looking away with a cute pout* you’d better not or I’ll never forgive you~

Kaidan: Oh don’t you worry, I’m going to be spending every chance I get memorising your beautiful bo-

Nerevar: *opens the door suddenly and steps out of the way as voryn enters with vivienne*

Vivienne: *dressed in rather simple robes more fitting for a meeting or party compared to a wedding, but still looking beautiful and comfortable regardless. His hair held back from his face showing marital markings and the sigil of house indoril on his forehead in place of the doubled ‘Ve’ that was velothi turned Vivec.* c-can I kiss them yet? *blushes looking at his two awaiting husbands*

Voryn: *chuckles ushering him to his seat between them* shhh patience Hla aka. *sets him down between his husbands and steps back before taking his seat beside nerevar*

Nerevar: *smiling watching the three stare at one another, unable to take their eyes off of their beloved* usually this ceremony begins with seeking the blessing of the good daedra but- *blinks and looks at the scripture before him as a little spider slides down a thread and lands on the page tapping its front legs* …Well then we have our blessing! Let’s begin! *gently lifts the spider from the page and sets them aside before lifting it up and reading the rites of the Good daedra, the honouring of their ancestors and the great houses, and giving the blessings of houses indoril and dagoth as witnesses to their union* May those near to our hearts and far in person be here with us in this day. *smiles at vivienne swearing he could see a flash of Vivec’s eyes within his* and may their love be felt amongst you as you become one in this union.

Vivienne: *face hot and flushed as he places his husbands wedding bands on them as they do the same for him* c-can I kiss them now?

Nerevar: *chuckles* go ahead.

Taliesin & Kaidan: FINALLY! *both embrace Vivienne, falling to the ground with him in a tender loving kiss*

*several hours later*

Vivienne: *dancing with voryn, inigo and Taliesin as the entirety of raven rock joins in with the celebration, music and laughter filling the air mixing with chatter and exclamations of celebration*

Nerevar: *sitting with Kaidan & sero, glancing at the crowd as they dance* enjoying married life yet?

Kaidan: *laughs* absolutely! I hope this feeling lasts forever. *glances over to see vivienne & Taliesin sharing a kiss before the dance separates them again in the rhythm* I hope I can make him happy forever.

Sero: you will, he’s absolutely smitten with you- *glances at the crowd and chokes on his drink catching Geldis gesturing to him* Oop gotta go! *gets up and runs after him*

Nerevar: *chuckles watching him leave* He’s right. He’ll love you forever if you let him… Where’s miraak and our new friend?

Kaidan: oh, they retired for the evening already. Mannimarco couldn’t keep his eyes open and miraak was worried the noise would remind him too much of the screams that tortured him to madness in cold harbour.

Nerevar: understandable… I don’t particularly trust either of them yet. But… If vivienne does I’ll continue to give them a chance.

Kaidan: aye. I think they’ll be alrig- *blinks seeing vivienne & Taliesin running to him as the next song starts* Whoo boy. Let’s try giving this dancing thing a go again. *gets up in time for them to grab him and drag him into the crowd with them*

Nerevar: Good luck! *laughs watching them go before smiling as voryn approaches and sits beside him* worn out yet?

Voryn: hm? Me? Gods no~ it’s your job to wear me out~

Nerevar: I thought it was your job to wear me out though?~

Voryn: *smiles pouring himself a glass of wine* it’s not a job if you enjoy doing it~ *sips it and stares at the crowd before narrowing his gaze at some shifty figures moving where the light can’t see* more of them…

Nerevar: the rebel tong? Or the ones tailing us?…

Voryn: the ones who were tailing us.

Nerevar: I’ll inform the guard-

Voryn: no. It’ll only cause panic… let them enjoy their night. *sets his wine down and glances off to a darkened corner nearby as he adjusts one of his rings, turning it to show a hidden capsule filled with poison as a signal to his awaiting servants* Let me handle this.

#voryn dagoth #nerevar #vivienne dragonborn #skyrim taliesin #Kaidan skyrim

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mareenavee · 11 months

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WIP Whenever~

So no, I haven't been tagged in this at the moment~ (unless I have and tumblr notifs are being a large pain in the butt by not informing me -- if so! My bad) In that case, I'll start the train (: Share some fun stuff, friends!

Tagging the most esteemed and unparalleled @paraparadigm, @changelingsandothernonsense, @rhiannon1199, @friend-of-giants, @thequeenofthewinter, @snippetsrus, @saltymaplesyrup, @archangelsunited, @tallmatcha, @airiat, @thelightofmorning, @thana-topsy and @the-storytellers-seer! Leaving some amazing TES writers for the others to tag into the game this week, or else I'd just post a huge long list of tags of people whose work I love to see. (: Maybe I ought. But for now, to the words!!

Below the cut, some of my AU one-shot in which Nyenna and her brother, Eris actually make it to Solstheim first, and miss the Helgen nonsense entirely. Oh, but have they? Have they really?

“Ah, so, that’s why Morrowind, then,” Teldryn said. She nodded. “We all have our troubles, outlander. No need to apologize.” He reached out and squeezed her shoulder. She turned her gaze on him then, all the pain she’d tried to keep inside right there in her eyes. She closed them and tilted her head back, as if to prevent the tears from falling. Ash floated lazily down, collecting in the stray strands of her hair like snow.

“Yes. For a second today, I felt free for the first time in years. Every day I’d question if it’d be our last. If we were careful enough. They were everywhere. It felt like such a weight was lifted to cross the border to somewhere safe after such struggle. You’ve no idea, and I likely couldn’t convey it if I tried,” Nyenna said with a small sigh. “And Y'ffre knows I’ve tried.”

“I know a thing or two about trying to keep a low profile,” Teldryn said with a snort. He crossed his arms over his chest.

“Hence the helmet, even indoors?” Nyenna ventured. “Oh, but I’m sorry to say, it’s not very, ehm…inconspicuous, is it?” He chortled and she smiled warmly. “I noticed you right away, for the record.”

“Ah. Well. Hence the helmet, especially indoors, in that case,” Teldryn drawled. She couldn’t see it through his scarf but he was grinning. Astute, this one. She had a point about the chitin. “Can’t do with not drawing the attention of an…interesting outlander.” She laughed then, stress melting from her shoulders like so much ice.

“It’s been quite a long time since I was able to tell anyone anything of my struggles. Thank you for…well, for all of this. I’m just a stranger. You couldn’t have known how much it would mean,” Nyenna said. Her fingers brushed against his hand briefly, probably on purpose. There was another shock, gone again before he could register what the hell it could be. Magicka, maybe. Something strange. Did she even know how loud she was? The sensation wasn’t a sound, exactly, but something beyond. He glanced at her and felt his face flush. Thank Azura for the helmet, then. It was useful, after all. He cleared his throat and scratched under the edge of his scarf.

“As I said, we all have our troubles,” he said carefully. “Think nothing of it.” He shifted a little and faced her again. “Say, if you’re going to Tel Mithryn after all, I wouldn’t mind the company, by the way. I was headed out that way later this week in any case.”

“Oh, so I’m that interesting, am I?” Nyenna said with another laugh. “You would change your plans just to tag along?”

“Well, that and it’s not exactly a safe passage. Reavers and all in the crossing,” Teldryn mumbled. Normally he’d have tried to turn this into some kind of job, but he was finding, inexplicably, that he did not really want to be parted from her after all. Strange. They’d barely exchanged a handful of words.

“It wouldn’t be wise to refuse such a chivalrous offer,” Nyenna said with a small smile. “But I think Eris and I will be just fine. We probably can’t afford the fee, and I wouldn’t want to impose.”

“Oh, but I wasn’t angling to be hired or anything,” Teldryn said, though he wasn’t sure why such words were falling out of his mouth at the moment. Was he ever a s'wit. He held out his palms in a gesture of peace and sighed. “It’s no imposition, outlander. Promise. What do you say?” Nyenna laughed then, which was unexpected.

“Just so you know, we don’t really need protecting. Eris might not look like much, but he’s kept us both alive so far,” she said. “He’s a good mage, actually. Better than a lot of people I’ve seen in my time.” Teldryn crossed his arms over his chest again.

“It’s a difficult trip, I think, for mages on their own. Swords still pierce wherever armor isn’t,” Teldryn observed with distaste. “What about you? Are you a mage, too?” He was grateful for the opening to talk about the Magicka observation without seeming strange or too nosy. She smiled wistfully and shook her head.

“When I was younger, I was strictly forbidden from learning anything of the sort. No fighting, no magic. I accepted it, but lately I’ve been reading over Eris’s shoulder. He pulled a spell out of nowhere this morning,” she said casually. Teldryn knit his eyebrows.

“What does that mean?” he asked before he could caution himself. So much for not seeming nosy.

#MareenaWrites #WIP #WIP Whenever #Nyenna #Teldryn Sero #The World on Our Shoulders #Dragonborn & Far-star Marked #fic au #Skyrim #tesblr #elder scrolls #fanficblr #writblr #writeblr

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procyo9 · 1 year

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gf, looking at my soul reaver screenshots (they're bad and she's trying to be nice): wow, this was such a cool moment, you captured it so well

me, a creature: raziel's butt looked funny there :)

#brain worrmmsssss #she was so disappointed lol #but she understands and thats why shes awesome <3 uwu #legacy of kain #lok #legacy of kain raziel #lok raziel #.txt

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beardburnsupersoldiers · 6 months

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Me when Sera stabs Veses in the eye because that bitch hurt our precious Reaver-butt:

I mean….that bitch deserved it!

#a light in the flame #seraphena mierel #veses #reaver #a flesh and fire related

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horn-ink · 1 year

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Shaile and Reaver, the drunken duo dimension dooring to kick butt! This was a drawing I made back in 2020 of Shaile and one of the fabulous character’s of our DM, Reaver

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toallthebooksivelovedbefor3 · 1 year

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There was a pause. “You sound a lot like…her.”

Noting the softening of his tone, I looked up at him, opening my senses. As before, I felt nothing. In my chest, the essence of the gods hummed, and the urge to push, to see if I could shatter his walls was almost as hard to resist as not throwing a rock at him had been. “The Consort?”

A brief smile appeared, and my gods, it was a breathtaking transformation. The chilly hollowness to his features vanished, turning him from someone uniquely appealing to a stunning, otherworldly beauty. “Yes. You remind me very much of the…Consort.”

This hits harder knowing Sera saved Reaver's life. He's basically one of her son's.

#jennifer armentrout #sera #asite #seraphena mierel #flesh and fire series #alitf #a light in the flame #alitf spoilers #reaver #reaver butt

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justwriteryan · 5 months

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MARVEL X GEARS OF WAR.

CHAPTER FIVE

On the other side of town, a squad of soldiers are returning fire on their advancing enemies. One man lobs a grenade into the Locust ranks. It detonates with a FOOM! Some Locust bodies hit the floor, others scatter. A sergeant surveys the bottom of the street.

SERGEANT: Okay, we’ve slowed ‘em down for now! Get moving

Groups of civilians rush out from inside buildings and under debris. Like a herd of frightened animals, they all head towards a set of stairs leading to an underground subway platform.

SERGEANT: Everyone get underground! Get to the subway!

SOLDIER: Incoming!

All eyes swing skyward. A small object hurtles through the air toward them. Lightning sears the sky behind it, a bolt strikes it. It collides with the side of a nearby building, ricochets off it, bounces off another, and crashes into the road a few feet from where the soldiers hold the line.

SERGEANT: What the hell…?

Grumbling, dirty, bruised and burnt, Wolverine rises from the smashed concrete. The soldiers watch, amazed.

WOLVERINE: What’re you lookin’ at?

He shakes his thick, black hair, letting glass rubble and soot fall to the ground. He spots the civilians fleeing down the steps.

WOLVERINE: What’s all this?

SERGEANT: That’s classified.

Wolverine walks over to the sergeant. Though the military man towers over the mutant, the smaller man looks him square in the eyes.

WOLVERINE: Listen, bub. I don’t know where you got your orders from, but mine come from Steve Rogers. I answer to him, so you answer to me. Now, spill!

The sergeant remains tight lipped. A man behind pipes up.

CURRAN: We’re on evacuation detail, sir.

SERGEANT: Curran!

CURRAN: C’mon, Sarge, he’s an Avenger! We’re here to defend civilians, sir. Guide them outta the city, search and rescue that sorta thing.

WOLVERINE: Ask me, those people would feel a lot safer if you were down those tunnels with them, instead of watchin’ their backs up here.

SERGEANT: Well even if your opinion mattered, short round, who the hells gonna watch out backs up here?

SNIKT! Logan pops his claws. At that moment, the cries of the Locust horde begin anew. They regroup and prepare to advance at the bottom of the street.

WOLVERINE: Get outta here!

Some of the men run to the tunnels. Others are unsure.

SERGEANT: Are you crazy? You’re just one man!!!

CURRAN: Sarge, relax! Haven’t you heard? He’s the best there is at what he does!

Reluctantly, the other soldiers follow their comrades down to the subway. Wolverine stands alone, in the middle of a deserted street. As the Locust rush nearer, the last thing we hear is his growling, as his face twists into a feral grin.

High above the skirmish, the aerial battle rages on. The Reavers are everywhere. Thor and Iron Man lead the assault, embracing the ferocity of the fight. Falcon, Miss Marvel, Jessica Jones and Spider-Woman engage any of the creatures that stray from the main battle, keeping them back from civilians and any rescue effort aircraft. A small squad of Locust reach a rooftop and set up a vantage point. They immediately open fire on both the civilians on the streets below and the superheroes in the sky above.

VOICE: Oh, I bet you guys thought you were sooooo clever!

Spider-man drops out of the sky amidst the shrieking Locust. He lands smoothly onto the roof and kicks one in the face, sending him hurtling over the edge. The others begin shooting erratically.

SPIDER-MAN: Hey, now! Didn’t your Locust drill sergeant ever teach you guys to keep your cool when confronted with a man in lycra??

He spins on his heel and uppercuts a Locust grunt as it tries to pull out a sidearm. Shoots a blast of web-fluid into the face of another, then roundhouse kicks it in the chest. Spins around again and elbows another in the face, then throws him to the floor. The last Locust grunt rushes towards him and runs right into a vicious head-butt from the wall-crawler.

SPIDER-MAN: Okay, so, for future reference: basic knowledge of firearms, but virtually no experience with close quarter’s unarmed combat. Seriously, if you guys really want to invade Earth, then you need to…

He stops. His spider-sense goes berserk. He scans the rooftop, but can’t see any foes. On another rooftop a few buildings away, a Locust sniper brings his weapon to bear, just as Spider-Woman flies unwittingly into its path.

SPIDER-MAN: LOOK OUT!!!

Too late. The Locust fires a round. It misses her skull but explodes through her shoulder and collarbone. She screams.

SPIDER-MAN: JESSICA!!!

He leaps into the air and swings over to her, just as the injured Avenger begins to fall from the sky. He catches her in mid-air. As they head back to the Tower, he picks up the sound of the sniper reloading his weapon. A string of web fluid drags him over the edge, and flings him down into the violence of the streets below.

SPIDER-MAN: Hey, Logan! Make this guy feel at home will ya?

He swings away and lands on a rooftop to examine his wounded passenger. Blood is gushing down her torso in streams, and her right arm is all but hanging off her.

SPIDER-WOMAN: GAAAARRRGH!!!

SPIDER-MAN: Hold still, Jess, I can help you here.

He holds her right arm steady and with his free hand spins a makeshift sling/bandage out of his webbing. The bleeding slightly recedes, but it does nothing to dull the pain of almost having your arm shot off.

SPIDER-MAN: How’s that? How does that feel?

SPIDER-WOMAN: Grrrrnnnhhh…thank you….

SPIDER-MAN: I’ll get you to the Tower. Hold on.

He picks her up gently and holds her in both his arms. He shoots web fluid to the side of a building and swings away. They pass over countless signs of battle and destruction across the city; smouldering buildings, street fires, looting, and innumerable gunfights.

A stray Reaver rears up in front of them, screeching wildly and knocks them out of the sky. Its Locust rider opens fire on them, as they scramble to stay in the air.

Spider-man grabs hold of the side of a building as the Reaver dives at them, bullets raining down on them.

SPIDER-MAN:I have an idea. It’s kinda crazy, but it’ll get you back home quicker!

SPIDER-WOMAN: DO IT!!!

With Spider-woman in tow, he rushes head-on to meet the enormous tentacle monster.

The scene switches back to Avengers Tower. Steve Rogers is surveying the sky battle through high powered binoculars. Behind him, Maria Hill and a small army of technicians are trying to keep visuals and communications running. On one screen, the face of Nick Fury appears, unbidden.

FURY: Rogers.

Steve spins around at the sound of the old Colonel’s voice.

ROGERS: Fury?

FURY: Put me on your private channel. This is for your ears only.

Steve clicks a button on the comm device on his wrist. Fury’s face and voice disappear from the screen, and his voice comes through Steve’s earpiece.

ROGERS: Where are you, Nick? Where are you in all of this?

FURY: At a safe place. Out of the city. I’m sending the co-ordinates to you now.

ROGERS: And why would you do that?

FURY: Because, right now, the President and his heads of staff are discussing levelling the city in order to end your “Locust” threat. And we both know that before long, it won’t be a discussion anymore.

ROGERS: He wouldn’t…

FURY: He will, and you know it. Your army of Avengers can’t fight forever. Even Thor and the Red Hulk will run outta steam. Look at the battlefield, soldier; all you’re doing is stalling them.

ROGERS: If the least we can do is get the civilians to safety…

FURY: That won’t be enough for the powers that be. My place is big enough and has enough quarters for all of your people, a new base for you to fight from. So when he calls you, and tells you to give up the fight, make the right call. Fury out.

ROGERS: Fury? Fury!

HILL: Sir, Red Hulk just radioed in. Luke Cage and his people have arrived downstairs.

Steve stands motionless, his mind reeling from Fury’s words.

HILL: Sir?

Still grappling with the troubling news, he slowly turns to face his second-in-command. Before he can utter a word, the building trembles and a rumble comes from upstairs. The two of them reach for their guns and race to the cause of the disturbance.

On the roof of the Tower, the carcass of a Reaver has crash landed. Steve and Maria slowly approach it, weapons drawn. As they get closer, they notice around the beast’s mouth, layers of webbing are wrapped like a set of reins. Slowly, two figures slide off its back.

HILL: Oh my God…

Spider-man slowly walks over, supporting Spider-woman, almost delirious with pain.

SPIDER-MAN: Cap, take her. She needs a medic right now.

Steve races over to them and picks up the wounded hero with both arms, holding her like a child.

ROGERS: I’ve got her. Are you hurt?

SPIDER-MAN: Ah, you know, usual alien battle bumps and bruises

He turns around and heads to the edge of the rooftop.

ROGERS: Peter, wait! Where are you going?

Spider-man turns back to face him. His mask obscures his face, but he’s bewildered at the absurdity of the question.

SPIDER-MAN: Back into the fight. You, of all people should know that.

He dives off the ledge, momentarily disappears from view, then Steve spots him swinging back into the chaos. He watches him for a second, thoughtfully. Then a groan from Spider-Woman brings him back to senses, and they return inside.

Far below, and seven blocks away, Captain America moves cautiously amidst the ruin in the street. Head down, he races behind a destroyed car. He spots commotion in an alleyway across the street. Adjusting the shield on his back, cocks his rifle, takes a deep breath then charges onto the now-abandoned road. As he moves through the open space, bullets ricochet off his shield.

The single Locust rises from its hiding place behind a ruined bus. Bucky levels his machine gun and, in one swift reflex, let’s loose a volley into his assailant’s chest, then lowers his weapon and runs on.

As he reaches the entrance to the alley, he hears the howls and screeches of a pack of Wretches huddled in the far corner. One of them sniffs the air and turns on the intruder. Bucky opens fire again and kills them all, one by one as they pounce at him. When the last of them falls to the ground, riddled with bullet holes, the walls of the alley are splashed with blood and gore.

He surveys the scene, and finds something in the corner where the Locust were gathered.

BUCKY: Oh, no…

Its Squirrel Girl.

Her body has been ripped to pieces. There are cuts and bites all over her arms, her throat, her torso. Some of her organs are showing, and so is one of her eyes.

Bucky slowly, reverently, approaches. He can’t take his eyes from the Avenger’s devastated body.

BUCKY: I’m sorry…I should’ve found you sooner. I’m so…

A noise from behind distracts him. He snaps back to life, gun poised.

Behind a dumpster, covered in a small blanket and making sobbing sounds, is Danielle Cage.

Amazed, the new Captain America drops his weapon and runs to pick up the baby. He turns back to the desecrated body of Squirrel Girl. He understands how she died now.

BUCKY: You were being chased, so you hid the baby while you had the chance and let them corner you. You tried to fight them, they overwhelmed you, but you fought on. You fought to make sure they didn’t notice the girl.

With his free hand, he raises his arm in a stiff salute.

BUCKY: Rest in peace, Avenger.

He lowers his arm, lifts his rifle from the ground and holds it with one arm. He heads back out of the alley and towards home.

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blackjackkent · 8 months

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Immediately after the Prophetic Stone Face speech, we were teleported to a different part of the grove and given this cheerful notification:

Goodie.

(I seem to recall @springagainafter telling me this expansion is basically a boss rush, so this tracks.)

Preparing for battle in this case basically just means wandering around in a circle until the boss shows up, since I'm on super easy mode and don't actually know how the combat in this game works. :P

Who's behind door #1?!

Oh man. She called Imoen pathetic. It's ON now. >:|

"Whom", for the record, is not the correct usage here, Caden. You've been listening to Dynaheir too much.

Our new friend Illasera is here with three enemies called "Black Reavers" who I don't think we've seen before.

And she got her butt kicked REAL fast. :D

#bjk plays baldur's gate 2 #caden of candlekeep

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❦ BOOK ONE - A Realm Reborn ❦

❧ CHAPTER THREE- - - - - The Errant Rogue PART ELEVEN: punishment

“I been ‘fraid of them gallows for years.”

It was a long walk home for Sevrin. Lucan didn’t envy the boy and it was hard for him to not offer his condolences for the predicament he’d found himself in. A string of bad decisions that lead to this moment. But in his heart, he knew Sevrin was getting a second chance. Or maybe he was on his third or fourth at this time, either way, it was a chance not many in his position were afforded.

As the two walked up the road to Summerford Farms and a familiar face near the common house with his burly arms crossed over his chest, Sevrin nearly stalled. A firm hand on his shoulder, Lucan’s, was the only thing that made him move forward. Lucan’s gaze met Staelwyrn’s as they arrived and something silent passed between them. Gratitude, for returning the missing farmhands. And amusement, he surmised, because Sevrin was basically quaking in his boots.

“Staelwyrn, sir, I...-”

“You’ll not speak until you’re spoken to,” Staelwyrn cut him off, curt and short and ever the discipline that a lad like Sevrin would need. Lucan headed off to the wall, to lean against it and watch the scene play out. He’d seen dressing downs before in his time with the Temple Knights. Had been at the butt of a couple of them himself and in all cases, they were well deserved. Over the top, some of them, but the lessons were crucial. He had no doubt that Staelwyrn, as a former pirate captain, would give one similar.

“You meant to sell my farmhands, my friends, to the Red Reavers,” Staelwryn stated the obvious. “You had no idea what they had planned for them. Could have been selling ‘em into slavery for all you cared, ain’t that right?”

Sevrin quivered. “It weren’t that I didn’t care...” he said and at Staelwyrn’s steely gaze, he quickly added, “But I s’pose you got the gist of it right.” He swallowed thickly. Rather bravely, Lucan thought, he asked, “Might I make a request, sir?”

“I’ll hear one, but I don’t know if I’ll grant one,” Staelwyrn answered.

“If...if it ain’t too much ta ask, I’d implore you to find it in yer heart to dish down gaol time?” Sevrin asked and Lucan frowned slightly, not sure why in the world Sevrin would be asking to go to the gaol. At least not until the next words and he had to hold back a smirk as he exchanged another glance with Staelwyrn. “I been ‘fraid of them gallows for years. I promise I won’t eat much in the gaol. You’ll barely even know I’m there. I’ll even take a beatin’ every once in a while if pleases ya. Just...just please not the gallows.”

For a long moment, the farm master stood there, staring down Sevrin like the ask was preposterous. “You think I’d waste good muscle on the gallows?” Staelwyrn asked, making Sevrin look up at him with hopeful eyes. “You’re more daft than I thought. I’ve got crops to plant, aurochs to milk, fields to plow. You’ve got work to do around here, son.”

“You’d still ‘ave me?” Sevrin asked, bewildered.

Staelwyrn’s face hardened. “Everyone gets one second chance here. You’ve used yours up, don’t make me regret it.”

end chapter

#ffxiv #ffxiv rp #ffxiv roleplay #ffxiv story #lucan forfonte #lucanarr #lucanarrc3

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