#and care for her husband.

[homic-roller-shutters-melbourne]

#Karwa Chauth is not only an age old tradition but a confidence which a loving and doting wife has on her faith #love #and care for her husband. #https://homicshutters.com.au/ #HappyKarwaChauth #Karwachauth2022 #rollershutters #Melbourne #securitywindow #rollershutterrepairs #Australia #manufactured #rollershuttersindustry #grill #security #customoutdoorblinds #securitydoors #windowrollers #shuttersrepair #Rollershutterdoors #securityindustry #home & lifestyle

[airoarts]

Leader and deputy

[Image description: a digital painting of Squirrelstar and Ivypool from Warriors. Squirrelstar is a small dark red cat with green eyes, standing in front of the much taller Ivypool, a gray tabby-and-white cat with blue eyes and many battle scars. The background is dark blue. end ID]

#i havent read a new wc book in years (They are not very good) but have been keeping up with The Happenings recently cause its fun #when was the last time there was a female leader+deputy? leopardstar and mistyfoot??????? #anyway so happy forthem i hope they dont both die immediately #warriors #warrior cats #wc #squirrelstar #squirrelflight #ivypool #art #2023 #I have actually been doodling a ton of cat designs like in classes in the last couple months lol #havent posted them because theyre just Designs and so many people post those all the time but if i get one (1) ask about it i can post them #also just have not felt like posting art recently even though ive been doing it. LOL #worried about squirrelstar cause um. i know cat ages have been generally increasing but she is older than her dad was when he died #if wc wiki ages are to be believed #her husband just retired to be an old man and she took his job #well whatever... i dont even read the books... i dont care... tch #ALSO EDITED CAUSE I REALIZED I PUT HER WHITE PAW ON THE WRONG SIDE #the first few rbs will have the wrong version but whatever. its fine. its fine

[anistarrose]

The thing about the "fridged" trope is that obviously you can't have a female love interest dying as a defining moment for a male character because that's not feminist, but you also can't have a male love interest dying as a defining moment for a female character because then she's just going to have an arc revolving around her relationship with a man and that's also not feminist, and you also can't kill off a love interest from a gay relationship or a relationship involving a nonbinary person because that's burying your queers, which is at least as bad as misogyny if not even worse, and now suddenly you can't kill off romantic partners at all in stories because no matter the demographics, it's going to be problematic somehow, which is... a pretty ridiculous limitation to impose on storytelling.

And, like, it would be satisfying to have a solution other than "it depends on context if not straight-up vibes, and it's usually very reasonable for audience members to have a range of opinions on the execution of one specific instance," but. Yeah, you do kind of have to just vibe check it in a deeply subjective manner sometimes.

#thinking about a few things and characters here... but especially about amelia infinity train #when i watched book 1 the first time i was like “...hey wait her motivation all revolves around this One Man? idk about this” #but then watching book 3 and noticing the whole unwanted child allegory #plus a very good video essay about the historical feminist context #i've come around on it completely now. sometimes men do die and it fucks women up #and amelia's story is handled with care that gives her agency; plus traits outside her husband-centric trauma. #it works in my personal subjective and constantly evolving opinion is what i'm saying

[shima-draws]

Mannn Oda’s REALLY good at introducing characters I automatically dislike but then end up falling in love with later. Like Bege. I was so mad at him for hurting Pekoms and taking Sanji but now I’m like. LOVE THAT GUY. He’s a mafia boss he’s ruthless and will shoot his own comrades if necessary he’s an expert in backstabbing and is notorious for murder but he’s also SUCH a loyal husband, he loves his wife SO much and he loves his baby boy SO much and would move mountains for them. He ends up getting drawn into the utter chaos that surrounds the Strawhats and despite every aspect of his character that says otherwise he ends up believing in them and what they can do. One minute he’s threatening to shoot someone in the head and the next he’s baby talking to his son and cooing over him. The DUALITY OF MAN

#Shima speaks #I love Bege oh my god 😭 #It was when he came back for Chiffon that really got me #Bc you’d think bc of his character he’d abandon her. Any normal mafia boss would #But nope!! He actually cares about her a LOT and loves her genuinely #And would rather risk death than run off without her #He’s a good husband. And a good dad. Not a good man!! But a good family man!!! #One Piece #Bege

[pjs-everyday]

15. Reversed Roles 🌹💥✨ // Twiyor Month @twiyorbase

#lolol this spy needs a husband and her adopted daughter could care less about The Mission #this Anya wants to watch the world BURN #lol serious yor and himbo Loid 😭 #ok also she never wears dresses 🫡 #twiyor #twiyormonth #loidyor #loid x yor #sxf loid #spy x family loid #spy x family yor #spy x family anya #spy family #spy x family #sxf #sxf yor #sxf anya #loid forger #anya forger #yor briar #agent twilight #thorn princess #spy x family fic #illustration #pjseveryday #art #sketchbook #digital illustration #fanart #anime art

[steveharrington]

listening to students tell me “yeah i can’t figure this out i’m just a girl 🤣” listening to my coworkers tell me “honestly i just can’t wait to become a stay at home girlfriend so i never have to work again!!” looking at my online feeds which have all become like pictures of cigarettes with a pink bow on them captioned “girlhood” i’m ACTUALLY going to start freaking the fuck out

#i’m not hating on my coworkers btw like. i won’t act like the thought of #getting to stay home and not having to work 40 hour weeks for meager earnings #while someone else handles expenses isn’t like obviously appealing #but it’s so. dangerous. to let your husband have full control of you financially #and one of them was explicitly saying she wants her job to be quote unquote taking care of her boyfriend #like yes we don’t dream of labor but girls please #you can find a job you’re interested in you can find a way to have control over your own income #please

[drbtinglecannon]

The thing driving me so insane about Loid and Yor communicating so openly is that this is how a couple in an actual relationship would address the problems they're having

She's asking him to rely on her, saying that he doesn't need to put up appearances all the time, that she knows he's capable but she's here to help and wants to, that he doesn't need to be perfect.

They're in a fake marriage. Loid has repeatedly told her she doesn't have to do anything but be around for specific events, but Yor still genuinely took up the role of Anya's mom and has been actively working to be a good mother to her fake husband's daughter this entire time, and now she's gently pushing back on Loid about not helping him either.

They aren't in love yet, or at least aren't aware of any developing feelings, but Yor is still reaching out to Loid in a way that someone in a real committed relationship would to their partner. She doesn't need to!! She's completely in her right to not help him, to not care!! He has given her the explicit permission of it multiple times!! But she cares about him, Anya, and Bond, this little family they've created. She wants him to lean on her like she does on him

#spy x family #sxf manga spoilers #twiyor #loidyor #whether you ship loidyor romantically or as qpps the writing of their relationship has been the best fake marriage i've ever seen hands down #she! cares! for! him! & want to help! & he's even realizing that he wishes he could lean on her more but cant! AHHH #but legit this was such healthy communication in this chapter that its like do either of you remember this is fake? that youre basically #roommates co-parenting a child who pretend to be married for your own respective safety? yor is an assassin. having a distant relationship #to her fake husband would only make that all easier for her but SHE DOESNT WANT THAT SHE WANTS TO BE CLOSER TO HIM!! BC SHE CARES ABOUT HIM #& APPRECIATES ALL HE DOES FOR HER!!! AND HES FINALLY REALIZING HOW MUCH HER HAPPINESS MEANS TO HIM TOO!! AHHHH #i'm being so normal about this #tc posts

[backjustforberena]

Corlys "Heart Eyes" Velaryon:

#what if i said he was the best husband in HOTD? #what then?? #genuinely his only mental anguish comes from when he fights with his wife #(and the death of his kids which in turn leads to fights with his wife) #dude thought he lost her love and went: well best head to war and fingers crossed i get killed #and he may disagree with her but he always cares what she thinks #AND how his actions impact her or make her feel #he never orders her #never debases her or is violent or threatening #never humiliates her or treats her as anything LESS than him #he sticks up for her and is proud of her and listens to her #the guy is going to war because she asked him to #so yeah i love him #(as idiotic as he also is) #anyhoo that's where my thoughts are tonight #house of the dragon

[soyboywenzie]

i think we as a fandom need to talk about the fact that the targtower children’s resentment and disdain for rhaenyra is not just the work of viserys lack of parenting but due to everyone else too.

it’s from otto doing everything in his power to stop rhaenyra from getting the throne so his blood can get it, not because he thinks aegon is or would be a good king, not because he thinks his grandson deserves it, but because his blood would take the throne, not rhaenyra’s, not daemon’s. HIS.

it’s from alicent’s every conversation on screen with aegon revolving around rhaenyra. how, in ep.6, his mother stops his session to tell him he needs to be better to his brother in public so we can be a united family against her, how if rhaenyra takes the throne, she’ll have no choice but to kill them to keep her throne, how in ep.8, alicent is mad at his continuous behaviors but only this mad because rhaenyra is about to be in town.

the talk before his coronation is explicitly about how much his father wanted rhaenyra on the throne, how he had twenty years to change it and never did. it’s about alicent telling him not to not be swayed by judgements to kill rhaenyra, how above all the terrible she’s done, she still his sister. yet no one has ever acted like she is.

it’s from aemond’s eye being taken out and it ending with his mother yelling at rhaenyra about duty and sacrifices, how she can do all and never get in trouble, how she does as she pleases and is happy, yet she, the queen, is dutiful and isn’t. aemond’s eye is used to get back at rhaenyra, his mother is mad that his eye is gone but it’s more because RHAENYRA’S sons took it then it being taken at all. how he has to soothe his mother even if he’s the one bleeding.

it’s from criston cole bullying and tormenting rhaenyra’s sons because they are rhaenyra’s sons. It’s about them being lesser because they came from her indecency, them being worse because they came from her. her sons being lower than them because of them being a direct connection to rhaenyra and him feeling mad about not being the one she choose.

the targtower children entire world revolved around rhaenyra. it wasn’t just viserys who preferred her, everyone did! rhaenyra’s stepmother would rather fight her than love them! their mother’s sworn sword would rather mess with her children as an act of vengeance than genuinely be interested in them, their grandfather’s every political move was to stop her husband from being near power. love or hate, those children never had a chance to see rhaenyra on their own before or after Driftmark.

their father, her father, loved her more. their mother, her stepmother, hated her more than she cared for them. their grandfather, who has no connection to her, would rather deal with politics through them against her than for them. their mother’s sworn sword, who was rhaenyra’s sworn sword first, hates her more than he likes them.

these kids, again, never stood a damn chance!!

#house of the dragon #hotd #rhaenyra targaryen #my original work #alicent hightower #otto hightower #criston cole #viserys i targaryen #this family did more damage to rhaenyra’s name more than she did! #‘her bastard…’ that no one cared about but them #‘her husband…’ that they hated more than anyone else in the realm #team black #asoiaf #it started with viserys but it didn’t end with him #they hate her because everyone around them is obsessed with her #with her children. with her husband. with her honor #with her vagina. with her associates. with her maidenhood. #everyone is obsessed with her yet can’t even bat an eye for them #the dance isn’t just viserys fucking up #it’s everyone being fuckin obsessed with her that those obsession negatively impacted the next generation #anti team green #anti alicent hightower #anti otto hightower #anti criston cole

[helaensa]

i’m not a big believer in jonsa ‘fathered by a wolf’ theory like sansa’s children will be as legitimate as rhaenyra’s children, but they will live among rumors and gossip behind their backs, is that something that jon (a boy with an identity crisis every chapter) will tolerate? so, i say that jon’s ending isn’t to live among the shadows, more like when they found the wolves, and he stepped aside for his brothers’ happiness, and shortly after, he was rewarded with ghost. what my boy wants most is a family of his own. is that too much for a boy? IS THAT? JUST A FAMILY IS WHAT HE WANTS, IS THAT FUCKING MUCH? everyone here is so depressed. y’all should read hunger games’ ending and understand what a bittersweet ending is.

#i’m not theorizing here just defending my boy’s future! #hope all those who wish for him to be banished and not be the loving husband and caring father to sansa and her children haven’t a nice day #asoiaf #jonsa

[fuckalicent]

i know everyone is like no no alicent wasn’t jealous of rhaenyra she always had her best interests at heart etc etc but i want to propose: alicent was jealous of rhaenyra. maddeningly so. like imagine being married to your childhood best friend’s father who has a weird valyrian fetish and can’t seem to let go of his doomed homeland which isn’t even really his homeland and then you’re suddenly being put on a pedestal with all these expectations placed on you while (as far as you are aware) your friend seems to escape all the scrutiny and despite being afforded all these options and freedom that you had a hand in convincing be given to her, she still doesn’t seem to understand nor care. i would be green with envy and i think that is alright!!!! let her be jealous! because what else did u expect from the child bride who’s been fed alternating agendas from everyone around her since the moment of her marriage??!

#hotd #alicent hightower #pro alicent hightower #understand that i am speaking from alicent’s perspective #from her pov rhaenyra’s refusal to entertain suitors even after being granted a choice in husband is unfathomable. i think on a deeper level #she feels deep feelings of betrayal too. like i did this for you why do you not care #we can go on for hours and hours if u think she’s ‘right’ or not but that’s just what i think she feels

[sahrabarik]

congrats on the marriage dumbass i have a headache

#kim gongja #raviel ivansia #ssscrh #ssscsh #Im normal about them im CRAAAZY THESE TWO DRIVE ME CRAAAZY #art stuff #i dont care what anyone says thats his husband and he's her wife. #I FINISHED THIS ARC IN THE NOVEL IM GONNA STOP READING NOW !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! #MY HEAD IS TOO SMALL FOR THIS

[khattikeri]

I think Jonathan's unabashed devotion to Mina to the point of explicit blasphemy– that too, in Victorian England– is amazing actually and every Hollywood slop artist who ever tried to adapt this book is a hack that couldn't understand mutual love

#dracula #dracula daily #jonathan harker #mina murray #mina harker #bram stoker #keri chats #LITERALLY THEY CARE FOR EACH OTHER SO MUCH IM SO HHHH. H. #THATS HIS WIFE. THATS HER HUSBAND. AND THEY LOVE EACH OTHER TO THE ENDS OF THEIR HUMANITY AND #SOULS #1k

[alicentes]

Wow, succession has taken a dark, murderous turn since Mike Flanagan took over and I’m very into it

#it is succession meets knives out meets hill house #the way tammy ‘i dont care about the world i care about what dad thinks’ and her husband embody tom and shiv #the fall of the house of usher #tfothou #sucession

[skyloftian-nutcase]

It was supposed to have been a relaxing family trip. Zelda had promised a place for them to stay in Castle Town, and they would have had the opportunity to just see the city and not worry about selling anything or doing knightly duties.

Malon should have known better. As much as Link preferred his domestic life, adventure always seemed to find him… and he was all too eager to answer the call.

She didn’t mind going on an adventure with him, honestly. She’d kind of always wanted to. What she hadn’t wanted, though, was to drag their daughter into it as well.

Their journey to Castle Town had been interrupted by beasts, rerouting them towards the forest to the south, near Lake Hylia. It was adjacent to the Lost Woods, and Link claimed it was mostly safe - at the very least it was safer than being exposed in Hyrule Field. He hadn’t wanted to engage out in the open with Malon and Navi so vulnerable, so this had been the next best thing.

The only issue was that Link was injured. And ill on top of it - he’d been coming down with something but had insisted on the family still going to Castle Town, outwitting Malon’s arguments by saying Well this is a vacation, darling, it’ll be restful!

Sighing, Malon leaned against a tree, her daughter nestled safely in her arms. Restful was not the word she’d use for this.

“We outran them,” Link noted as he watched behind them, pacing. With each step he took he faltered, steadily developing a limp.

“Honey, you can’t fight like this,” Malon said worriedly. “We should just stay here until they go away.”

“They might try to look for us,” Link argued. “Besides, the woods aren’t the safest either. It’s just that nothing’s going to go out of its way to attack us. But we can’t stay here.”

“You’re hurt,” Malon reiterated, pointing to the blood on his leg. She’d already wrapped the wound, insisting on taking care of it as soon as possible, but that didn’t mean it was all better now. She really wished they’d packed some milk - of all the times for them to be lacking their own product!

Link sighed heavily, sitting on the forest floor. His brow was furrowed deeply, holding that scowl he used to when worries plagued his mind. Malon reached over to put a reassuring hand on his shoulder, but to be honest she wasn’t much less anxious. This entire situation was a disaster, and she was frankly starting to get scared.

Link watched her a moment and then looked down. He was definitely deliberating something specific now, based on the way his eyes moved back and forth, one argument clashing with another in some kind of internal debate.

“What is it?” Malon asked.

“Nothing,” Link answered, shaking his head. “Can you do me a favor?”

Malon perked up in an instant, eager to help. “Of course, darling.”

“Can you help me get this boot off?”

Malon glanced at his injured leg and nodded. First, she looped a sling around her to let Navi rest while freeing her arms up. As she bent down to gingerly assist Link, suspicion tickled at the back of her brain. Link rarely asked for help - the man triaged himself by situation, not injury. Out in the field he would write off a broken bone as an inconvenience, but in the safety of their home a cold was the deadliest disease on earth.

But this situation wasn’t safe. Why was he suddenly so compliant? What was he up to?

Malon was about to ask as she reached for the boot, when a bright light flashed, warmth filled the air, and Link jerked with a muffled yell. Malon gasped, rising to her feet and grabbing the nearest stick as a weapon, eyes wide as she looked for whatever had hurt her husband, when—

When two glowing eyes looked back at her.

Malon stared. And then it clicked. “What are you doing out here?! Why, that idiotic husband of mine, take that off right now and I’ll punch him myself—“

The Fierce Deity hastily stood, taking three steps back as Malon charged at him. “This wasn’t of my volition.”

“You both know that mask hurts him, why is he putting it on when he’s sick and injured already—“

Navi burst into tears, upset by the racket. Malon paused from her tirade only due to such desperate circumstances, shushing her daughter and rocking her gently while glaring daggers at the deity.

“Perhaps he didn’t think he could protect you in his current state,” Fierce offered.

“That’s ridiculous!” Malon denied even as her mind screamed in agreement with Fierce. She herself had just been saying it.

But—but—oh, that husband of hers! He was getting the lecture of his life when he took that mask off!

A twig nearby snapped, and the deity had his blade out in an instant. Malon tried to calm Navi, who was still greatly perturbed, and she let the mythical being take the lead. He quickly rooted out the source of the noise. Malon had to admit she certainly felt safe watching the demigod dispatch the beasts with so much ease it might as well have been a joke.

When the danger had passed, she quietly asked, “Can you even feel the injury he had?”

The Fierce Deity glanced at her, and he tested the affected extremity. “A little, yes. I know he hurt it.”

“Things just… don’t hurt you, do they?” Malon huffed, marveling a little at it. Perhaps that was why Link had chosen to let him take over - nothing could slow him down.

The deity blinked, head tilting down as if he were considering it. “They do.”

He didn’t elaborate, and somehow that made the words all the heavier. Malon watched him a moment in silence, Navi finally calm in her arms. Then she sighed, finding a fallen tree to sit on, and she pat the space beside her invitingly. As she waited for the deity to approach, she started humming Epona’s song while rocking Navi back and forth.

Fierce slowly made his way over to her, sitting with such care it was as if he was approaching a frightened animal. Malon didn’t think too much into it - she knew his focus was on her daughter. She continued to sway gently, beaming down at her baby girl. Navi was calm, resting once more. Not for the first time, Malon had to marvel at the little one. She was perfect and beautiful.

And now she was safe.

Sighing, Malon said quietly. “Thank you.”

Fierce smiled softly. “Protection is my sworn duty. But more than duty, it is always a pleasure to protect Link’s family.”

Malon mirrored his smile, resuming her humming for a little while. Eventually, the deity commented, “She’s gotten bigger since you showed her to me.”

“That was six months ago,” Malon giggled. “Of course she’s gotten bigger.”

“I… do not know how quickly mortals grow,” Fierce noted a little uncertainly. “I've ascertained that the little Hero's journey wasn't exactly traditional. How long will she be this helpless?”

“Don’t you worry about her,” Malon chided gently with a chuckle. She knew that concerned tone and expression anywhere - it was still her husband’s face, even if the mask’s magic distorted it to share the deity's spirit. The two worried all the same. It was honestly kind of cute. “Link and I can take care of her.”

The deity continued to watch her daughter, face softening.

“Now don’t you tell me you don’t think we’re up to the task,” Malon teased, elbowing him.

He straightened a little, a smile pulling at his lips. “I remember little of my time before this mask, but I do recall that a mother’s love and protection is far fiercer than I could ever be.”

Malon felt a swell of pride in her chest, and she giggled. “Aw honey, look at you buttering me up. That won’t save you.”

Fierce blinked. “From what?”

“From eating,” Malon insisted, pulling out some biscuits that had been wrapped up for the journey. “Link needs it, and you don’t get to eat that much. My daddy always said my cookin’ was fit for a god, so I guess it’s time to test that.”

She actually managed to pull a laugh out of Fierce with that one, and it filled the air with mirth and magic. Malon felt like she'd just accomplished some grand quest like Link did on his journeys, and she laughed with him. Fierce eventually took the biscuits, sniffing them hesitantly.

Malon raised an eyebrow at him, but the gesture was lost upon the mysterious being. He took a laughably small bite, testing it, and then sighed, closing his eyes.

"You alright?" Malon asked quietly, trying to parse out the gesture. In most it would be a sign of appreciation, but Fierce's mannerisms didn't always match the norm.

"Six months," the deity said quietly before taking another bite. "It's such a short time."

"It certainly has flown by," Malon muttered, looking down at her baby. Navi had grown so much. She wanted nothing more than for time to stop. It was pretty ironic considering who she was married to. But his magic over time, as fantastical as it was, would be a curse in this situation. No, Malon didn't want to live the same days over and over as she herself grew old. She just wanted to cherish the time she had as much as possible.

Some days she did wish she could slow it down, though.

She kissed her daughter's soft head, taking in the scent of her skin, so new and unblemished, naïve to the worries lines her parents bore. Navi was her entire world, and she couldn't imagine it any other way.

"I suppose mortals do grow up quite quickly."

Malon nuzzled her baby girl a little more before looking up at the deity. He seemed very sad and alone all of a sudden, biscuit forgotten in his hand as it rested on his lap.

"Oh honey," she cooed gently, shifting closer to him. "All that means is we treasure what we do have."

Fierce watched her, his brow heavy over his eyes, a weight pushing on his shoulders. Malon tried reading into it, trying to figure out what was leaving the sweet mysterious man so perturbed. She supposed it was fairly obvious, though.

He would outlive them all. They both knew it. But that didn't mean—

Oh.

He didn't think he would have a chance to treasure such moments. How could he? He was locked away in a mask, only touching reality when worn. And Link had no reason to wear it.

Well, that just wouldn't do. They had to figure something out. Malon didn't wish the pain of that mask on her husband, but she didn't wish the loneliness of its imprisonment on Fierce.

"We have right now," she reasoned, trying to give him the most sincere smile she could. "Come on, love. Take your armor off and relax. As long as you're eating and resting, I reckon it'll be okay for a little bit, at least."

"You three were going somewhere," Fierce noted. "I should clear the road and escort you there safely."

"Maybe so," Malon replied. "But you're going to finish eating first."

He complied, finishing the biscuit before being handed another. After having several snacks from the provisions the family had packed, Malon and Fierce rose together. His gaze seemed to settle on Navi, and Malon held her out carefully, nodding in encouragement to the tall being.

Gently, oh so gently, Fierce took the baby in his arms. Instinctively, he swayed on his feet, eyes never leaving her face. Malon's heart warmed at the sight of it.

“Sometimes, I just wonder,” Malon remarked as she watched him. “You’re so… compassionate, and kind. They claim you're a war god, but you're really not. You love children so much. Surely… I think you might’ve had some, you know? Back then and all.”

Fierce watched her in silence before he tilted his head to the side with a smile, returning Navi to her mother. “I do have children.”

Malon jumped, surprised. “You do?”

“Yes,” the deity hummed quietly, a deep, rumbling sound that was nearly akin to purring. “And I’m very proud of both you.”

The words settled over her a moment before sinking in, and she knew she had to look like a deer caught in lantern light. The deity’s smile grew, almost as if teasing, but she knew he was being genuine. And she… felt almost at a loss for words by it. Her throat tightened a hair before she laughed, stepping towards him and pulling him into a hug. “Oh, you. You’re just as bad as Link.”

The Fierce Deity stood there stiffly a moment, clearly caught off guard by the contact, but slowly, he settled into the embrace. His hands were warm on Malon’s back as he pulled her closer, careful not to hurt Navi between them. His breath warmed her hair at the top of her head, and Malon nuzzled against his chest a little.

Silence hung amicably in the air, a pleasant comfort and warmth like a hearth ablaze with a cheery fire. Slowly, fairies came out of hiding, dancing and twinkling in the shadows and bringing a glow to the forest like the pink hues of a sunrise.

The supposed god of war knew peace, and Malon held this moment in her heart forevermore.

#writing #malon #fierce deity #fierce dadity #fierce babysitter #them <3 #meanwhile Link's just vibing in magical la la land #he'll be fine don't worry lol #once they get to Castle Town (and Fierce gives the guards a heart attack probably) Malon will take good care of her husband #and give him an earful #with love <3 #ocarina of time #ocarina of time link #oot link #hero of time #legend of zelda #malink #ahhhh listening to Lon Lon Ranch while writing this makes me all warm and fuzzy #thanks for voting lovelies <3 I'm surprised I managed to write Malon but I did it haha #and I think she turned out pretty well

[wavebiders]

The thing that really gets me about Wyll and Karlach is just how their bond is allowed to have the importance in their narratives that it has

I mean, in games like these the cast is always going to be centered around the pc. Sure, the relationships between other companions can be developed through party banter, commentary, or even cinematics, but at the end of the day everyone's most significant relationship is always going to be the player. That's the person who most affects them and where their story is going

With these two, it's not even that Tav isn't vitally important to them both, but it's meeting Karlach that changes Wyll's life one way or another. It's Wyll that's the first person to stick out his neck for Karlach, and sends her reeling. Their bond alone is enough to convince Karlach to go to Avernus and stay alive

It's a very bold choice to risk limiting the player's importance in order to drive home the connection between two characters, and I really appreciate Larian for going there

#and that bond is significant whether you see it as platonic or romantic #but this is very much why I do find myself shipping it despite not really caring about originxorigin ships as a whole #wyll ravengard #karlach cliffgate #wyllach #bg3 #gonna get a lil gushy about my own pt here but #it's fully Wyll who saved Karlach's life there #my Tav's character arc in large part about accepting death #she went from being unable to cope with the loss of her family to processing it and accepting it #she convinced Mayrina to let go of her husband #she didn't argue when Shadowheart let go of her parents and was even relieved at her choice #she was not going to stop Karlach from nlowing up in the end #she and I both accepted that Karlach was going to die #and then at the last moment Wyll comes in and he doesn't accept it #he offers to go to Avernus with her and protect her #and I just realized this wasn't about my Tav #this was about them #*chefs kiss*