#eder from poe

[trisexyual]

rb and respond with your top unromanceable video game character/s that you think should have been romanceable

[perenians]

toying with the idea of doing a digital-only charity zine for palestine...but what fandom? are crpg fans like. a fandom. i feel like they (we?) are, but...hm. i don't have very much influence there. many thoughts to be had.

[astrovagrant]

i know its just rpg vibeo james and it's nto that serious but i Want more studios to master whatever secret sauce obsidian has that makes them so good at writing not only player character -> companion relationships but also player character <- companion feelings

[cilantlis]

1, 5 & 8 for the watcher asks :3c <3

1. what is your watcher's class? how does it relate to their backstory?

freja is a barbarian, specifically a corpse eater (aka.. cannibal). coming from the ixamitl plains & their culture being one of the oldest in the world it is fitting they are one, as (to me) being a barbarian is the rawest and most ancient form of fighting. they became a cannibal due to the events at the beginning of poe2. with eothas risen again it was overcome with guilt because they abandoned him in the saints war (fought alongside him) as it deserted when things started looking grim and was sure that eothas was out to get it, even tho he is quite literally the god of forgiveness. so in order to gain favour still with berath, they started consuming the flesh of their fallen in order not to waste their meat (along with their soul), basically perpetuating its own fucked up version of the wheel.

5. what is your favorite party composition in poe and/or poe2?

for poe it's freja, aloth, eder, pallegina sagani/devil of caroc, durance

for poe2 it's freja, pallegina, aloth, eder, xoti (+ maia bc i have the mod for 6 people)

8. what is the nature of your watcher's awakening?

quite accepting. they always thought it was the gods lapdog due to it being a god like SO they took it as this was their divine job. it took a long time for it to realise that they are not in fact favoured but just being used, and it was thanks to pallegina.

ask me about my watcher 💜

[chris-sya]

get to know me!

tagged by @dandelion-bride, thanks!

last song: The Chain by Fleetwood Mac💀

currently watching: Sopranos and Madmen (very slowly(veryvery slowly))

three ships: Grimmjow/Ichigo(bl*ach), Aloth/Eder(poe), Trevor/Michael(gta5)

favorite color: red and black

currently consuming: sugar free cherry coke flavored energy drink at 10pm

first ship: damn idk. let's say the main character and the catboy from Shugo Chara

place of birth: Vidnoye

currently location: not Vidnoye

relationship status: dating

last movie: have no fucking idea seriously. Terrifier?

currently working on: commissions(im sorry for taking so long please don't kill me), several gay bleach fanfictions only one of which is published

i'm tagging @boybreastmilksteward @eugenoid @thedaisycrownwitch @swearingcactus @toshkakoshka

[a-tear-in-the-veil]

[secretsimpleness]

I don’t think that’s how they wanted me to put together my team. Pillars of Eternity II: Deadfire (c) Obsidian Entertainment

[quinttyz]

Before the events of POE1, Jinx was the mastermind behind “Little Waves”, an organization composed of beggars, slaves, servants, and assistants. She was appointed the leader not only because she created the group but also as to not let her fight personally bc this girl goes crazy and is trigger happy HAHAHA

So when Aloth and Eder met Jinx, they thought of her as very calm and composed when it comes to fighting. They were rEALLY SURPRISED WHEN THEY SAW HER FIGHTING RAEDRIC WITH A PSYCHOPATHIC GRIN WHILE HURLING FLIRTY INSULTS AT HIM HAHAHAHA

Sufficed to say, the two were shookt 🥴

“Uh oh! Bad decision Raedric!”

[frankensteined]

tekēhu and xoti, hearing about this later on the defiant:

[impossible-rat-babies]

aoife like “ima head out”

[harelan]

i love eder. i really do.

[rannadylin]

Here we go, finally the conclusion of the fight under Woedica’s temple! Finally the Citlatl crew is all back together, too <3

Soul and Shield, Chapter 36: Turned

About this story:

Chapter summary: The gang's all back together! Lottie is having an exciting day, from thrilling discoveries to exhilarating battles; Violet a much more frustrating day, being a healer who can't heal herself right now enough to heal her friends; but there is nothing they can't solve when the whole Citlatl crew is together, surely.

Rating: PG overall, PG for this chapter (canon-typical combat violence)

Chapter Word Count: 3.2K

Fic Summary: Just months after her family came to visit Caed Nua, Watcher Violet is summoned home to the Ixamitl Plains for a family emergency. Meanwhile, Lenneth, an elf drifting through the Plains, stumbles onto a Leaden Key plot when the mysterious Grigor goes missing. Mysteries, adventure, romance, an inconvenient betrothal contract, a controversial suitor, a parent’s last days, and the secrets that lie beneath the orlan city of Citlatl…it’s a lot for one Watcher to handle, but fortunately Violet has plenty of siblings and friends to help!

You can catch up with previous chapters on AO3 or go straight to Chapter 36: Turned

Preview:

Wards up, Lottie. This was different than keeping her mind from being read, as she’d practiced so many times with Anselm. Across a slowly fading patch of fog, glittering with ice crystals in the lantern light, she saw her twin brother locked blade for blade with Audie, his bow forgotten on the ground nearby, Yaotl nipping at the hem of his tunic.

Xipil was nowhere near Audie’s match with knives, Lottie reminded herself. He wouldn’t even attempt such a duel if he knew better. If he was still alive it was because Audie knew he wasn’t himself, and she wasn’t trying to hurt him, just keep him from doing any worse than whatever he might already have done -- of course, that was tying the both of them up in this duel when they could be helping protect the others from their true foes. When they were all done here, she’d have to start passing on to her twin what she’d been learning from Anselm about wards.

In the meantime, they couldn’t afford to have anyone else on their side turned by whatever cipher or fampyr or -- maybe it was vithrack? -- whoever had charmed Xipil, it would be terrible if they got to someone else too. She shifted into a new chant: They Shielded Their Eyes ’Gainst the Fampyr’s Gaze; that would remind everyone to keep their heads about them.

She heard cries of recognition from Violet and Audie as her voice wove into the sounds of combat, and Lottie grinned. Still chanting words to encourage her comrades, to restore the strength this fight had clearly taken out of them, to distract the foe, to -- oh! Even to set the edge of her comrades’ weapons on fire as they pressed back against their foes, that was one she hardly ever got to use, and it was glorious to see in this dimly lit chamber! -- Lottie swung her staff against a dwarf with a dreadful looking mace who’d been distracted enough to come and try to put an end to her singing by force. They traded blows long enough for Lottie to start getting worried. With the strength of her chants building up throughout the fight till she felt the spirits pressing in for her bidding, she threw in a refrain from At the Sound of His Voice, the Killers Froze Stiff, and in front of her not only the nasty dwarf but a folk man with a sword not far behind him, who’d been about to join Xipil’s fight against Audie, froze stiff, just like in the song, paralyzed for a moment as the spirits brought her words to life, so Lottie could deal with other things.

The first other thing she needed to deal with was the crumpled pile of elf she’d caught sight of at the edge of the frosty fog that was just dissipating. Chanting again, fast and furious to build up the listening spirits to the point where they could again do what she would ask of them, she ran over to Lenneth. Lottie winced at the sight of the arrow shafts and crossbow bolts bristling from the elf. If any of them were Xipil’s -- well, she tried not to think down that path too far. Instead, she chanted verses of protection, of defenses, of courage, and finally crouched near Lenneth and poured it all into the aria of Rise Again, Rise Again, Scions of Adon, willing the spirits to come to her friend’s aid. With a faint gleam of the essence converging upon her limp form, Lenneth finally drew a sharp breath and opened her eyes. Lottie beamed with delight. Lenneth blinked twice before she smiled back. Then she winced -- still full of arrows, after all. For that, Lottie had no song to help, but the lingering effects of her chants brought color to Lenneth’s face as Lottie helped her to her feet.

[Continue reading on AO3!]

[astrocassette]

words on the wind

i’ve gone ahead and started posting my backlog of previously unseen little tiny PoE fics on ao3, so here’s the first one!!

Characters: Seren, Eder, Aloth

Pairing: None

Summary: in which eder realizes that one small, stupid upside to seren losing their memories is that now he gets to inflict all the infuriating kids jokes and games upon them all over again, and aloth can't stop himself from joining in.

“Hey, Seren, wanna see who can hit the softest?” Eder spoke up without looking up from his cards.  The Rocinante was sailing smooth on its way back to Neketaka from Hasongo, and with a fine day and nothing much else to do, the two of them had struck up a game of cards.

Seren glanced over, perplexed. “Uh…”

“Stupid kids game. Pass the time?”

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[risualto]

So, I realized today that I might have the only Watcher I know of in the PoE fandom who is not Eder’s best friend from like day 1.  And it’s, shockingly, not Lila.  She liked him and was secretly suuuuuper torn up about his death in her timeline.

Nah, the one who doesn’t get on with Eder?  It’s Junisce.  And it’s Junisce because Eder keeps trying to pet her while she’s Spiritshifted, and she does not appreciate it.

(They...eventually become better friends after he pulls her almost-dead body out of a collapsed castle and sails halfway across the world to save her life.  But it took some time.)

[cousinslavellan-archive]

I’m going to send another one because I love tekehu and Alina. So number two!

#2: moving around while kissing, stumbling over things, pushing each other back against the wall/onto the bed

(Okay HELLO this is like... way after every other POE fic I’ve written/past a few I still plan to write but WHATEVER IT WORKS)

It had been his choice to stay, once Eothas had been dealt with - he had a duty to his people, to his Mother, to travel and educate and learn, in turn.

That doesn’t mean that he misses Alina any less, however. They’d parted with a promise - that he would join her in the Dyrwood, once his task in the Deadfire was finished.

Alina had needed to return home - to Caed Nua, in order to begin rebuilding. And Tekēhu would join her, as soon as he was able. They had only just found each other, really - he had no intention of letting her go so easily.

Letters are exchanged, several often awaiting him when he returns to Neketaka for a rest - and by the time she sends word that the Keep is mostly finished, he is more then ready to be reunited with his Beloved.

A reunion that goes nearly according to plan.

Tekēhu had not expected to be greeted by Eder and Aloth at the gates, both returned from a trip to a nearby town - friendly faces, both clasped on the shoulders amicably.

He had also not expected Vela to come barreling out of the main house ahead of her mother, shouting ‘Teku!’ and stealing a tight hug.

He had, to an extent, expected to be punched in the gut with emotion when Alina had come chasing after her daughter - the elf pausing in the door of the manor at the sight of him, golden eyes going wide and mouth open in surprise.

To say that having her in his arms again, after nearly 6 months, nearly bowls him over with emotion would be an understatement - Tekēhu wraps his arms so tightly around the elf that he lifts her off the ground, nose buried in her hair and greedily inhaling her scent.

It is a blessing that Vela has other caretakers, as he has waited months to have his love in his arms again, and not even darling little orlans can stand in the way.

Alina’s hand in his is his only focus point as she leads him up to the second floor of the manor, heading for the door at the back of the house - and the moment they are alone, Tekēhu has her back in his arms and his lips sealed over hers.

His Watcher is just as eager, tugging him backwards through the room - they stumble over things several times, books or boxes she’s left out, never anything annoying enough to drag his mouth from hers for long - and Tekēhu scoops her up under her legs once they reach her bed, settling her down and crawling after her.

Alina just grins up at him, reaching out to cup his cheek. “I missed you, Tekēhu. So much.”

He melts at that, hand covering hers. “You’ve stolen the words from my heart, I say. These last months have been harder without you at my side. Come, Beloved - let me show you how I’ve missed you.”

Her grin shifts into an approving smirk, eyes lidded, and Tekēhu spends the rest of the night showing her how much he’d missed her.

[mementotori]

I was tagged for a catch up by @orime-stories

You’re awesome and I love you <3

2020 was wild so y’all bear with me

Three Ships:

The most consistent ship I’ve been focusing on for the year has been with two OC’s that are in my own little side project I’ve been working on for YEARS now. With the quarantine and especially being a DM that’s had the opportunity to work on the world it’s given me a lot of time to work on them. I really love how they’re turning out so maybe one day you’ll all properly meet Poppy and Padraig.

As far as fandom is concerned? I’ve been playing Skyrim a lot lately but POE was more of a regular haunt for me during the year. I really love Watcher X Eder and I’ll happily die on that fucking hill. You’re gonna tell me that man doesn’t have feelings for the Watcher no matter their race of gender identity? Get out of here with that nonsense, Obsidian. I just think him and Faraligh are very soft together and I’ll ride that slowburn to the next game too gdi.

Nothing got to me more this year in the last couple months than Wayhaven. I adore Adam du Mortain X The Detective so much I swear I’d spend hours and hours replaying the game just to see different options with just that stuffy English bastard. I’ve gotten over the idea that self-insert's are inherently evil so naturally the Detective is a small part of my personality and when @mad-mod said Adam was my type THEY REALLY WEREN’T LYING.

Last songs listened to:

Spotify will tell you I’ve listened to a lot of video game music but it’s because I have specific playlists I put on during dnd or when I’m writing. It’s easier for me to write to things that don’t have lyrics, which is a big thing I’ve learned this past year despite how long I’ve been writing. My favorite playlist is actually one I made for the BBEG (who is also the Big Bad in my massive writing project that involved Poppy and Padraig). I love Ta’Vathi’s playlist so much, it’s the thing I’ve been listening to when I have to leave the house early in the morning to get hyped for work. A few favorites are “Mary on a Cross” and “Faith” by Ghost,  and obligatory Rammstein songs “Engel” and “ICH TU DIR WEH” among a few other bops.

Currently watching:

It’s been a weird time for TV shows for me tbqh. All the mental strain has been making trying new shows very lackluster so usually I throw on episodes of The Office or I’ll restart Critical Role from season 1 for background noise.

Currently reading:

I’ve been so bad about reading if I’m gonna be honest. I picked up a few books on Norse Mythology with the intention of spending more time studying to better my worship to the Gods but most times I’ll use the spare moments to get writing done.

How’s it going:

I think we can all agree that 2020 was the shittiest year out of a long run of bullfuckery. Not to say some good things haven’t happened, I’m grateful that I’ve had this spare time to work on my writing like how I’ve been wanting to. Ngl there was a long while I went completely dark because of some very personal things, and I’m still trying to get past it. I think every day it gets a little bit easier to handle and for that I’m blessed to have the people in my life that I do have. I feel my husband and I have been blessed with the fact that he does have a stable job despite C*vid and we’ve been relatively okay.

There was a point just a year or two ago where I decided to say “Fuck it”. I wasn’t going to bite my tongue anymore, I was going to say what was on my mind and learn to be okay with just being myself. I know I’m not as close as I used to be with some people, and maybe that’s the reason why, but that’s something I’m really okay with. 

After a few years of medical issues I finally got back into the job force, I take care of infants five days a week. On paper it’s a dream job, but I’m finding many of my coworkers to be a bit toxic so I’m doing my best to just be a good caregiver to the few babies I have. I really don’t think I could express properly how much I love them with my whole heart and soul, and I get very very irritated when something is done wrong. I feel I’ve been falling back into old habits of putting 120% into my job, even though I purposely took the part time position to try and cut down on that. I think I spend a good portion of every day just cleaning and sanitizing and it just gets to you after a while. 

I’ve been trying to better my mental health, I had never seen a therapist before in my life but I sure as fuck feel a lot better for having accomplished that. I had always been too stubborn to go, my problems were my own and I didn’t need someone else knowing my business. But there’s something freeing in a stranger telling you that your feelings and the way you handled things were completely valid.

Not every day is going to be a good one, and I’ve learned that’s okay. I really hope that this coming year is another one that I can spend on personal and professional growth. This is something I wish for all my friends, both in person and online. As the old adage goes: Do no harm, but take no shit.

I invite all of my mutuals to try this, even if you don’t post it in the end. It got weirdly more personal than I expected LMAO