Misery Loves Company (and cheesy tropes)
(Sickfic drabble ish thing idk I am Misery and I wanted Company but can't type more than a paragraph at a time so this is as much as is going to happen. Stomach sick warning, but not graphic just mentioned)
The smaller fluff of Legend's strawberry blond hair peeked out from under the blanket behind the pale shaking hand.
"No. Don't even look at me. Or talk. Just juice. I'll live, ignore me, leave."
"You can't just preten-"
"Just go. No audience. Out."
Twilight rolled his eyes and placed the juice cup down with an unseen flourish, and very heard thud.
Though, he closed the door with a much gentler click.
"Mr. Hero is always like that when he isn't feeling well," Ravio's near whisper made Twilight jump.
"He is especially prickly over sicknesses like-"
Ravio was cut off by the bedroom door creaking open and the abrupt slam of the bathroom door. They both winced as Legend was heard retching for the third time since they had arrived.
"It is best to leave him be. As much as Mr. Hero could use the comfort, he only works himself up worse with it."
Downstairs Four and Wind were loudly discussing drafted weapon designs, Time and Wild were looking through the kitchen, Hyrule and Sky were searching through the group's bags for any remnant of potion or medicine, and Wars stood alone off to the side feigning nonchalance.
"I'd reckon he's gonna be like Ledge," Twilight tilted his head towards Wars, "you think?"
Ravio took in the stiff stance, slow edging to the room's exit, and complete lack of colour to Wars' face.
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My friends are bullying me into posting and since twitter is imploding I may as well yeet it here.
Over a year ago, I started debating a possible HC for the protoss. That being that their crests never stopped growing as they aged and just sloooowly got bigger the older they got. I loved the idea that Raszagal had a crest akin to a "crown" that would further signify her position as the leader of the Nerazim so I started sketching it, then got distracted and instead drew a then unnamed OC (Nanzak) into which I attempted to incorporate the big crest due to her age, but imo was unsuccessful. Then I began doodling aged up Zhakul, at which point I began asking myself if this is such a good idea.
HmmmmMmMMMmmmmm. No. No, I no longer think so.
I randomly came upon the Raszagal sketch as I was clearing up my foulders the other day and decided to finish it for whatever reason. It looks cool imo, but she's about the only protoss of the batch that does. As I attempted to expand the idea, I ultimately decided I don't like it, at least not to this extreme. I still do HC that protoss crests continue to grow in size and shape for the first like, 200 years of their life. But then it stops entirely or slows down to such a degree that any change in size or shape is negligible.
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Estinien for the Blorbo meme!
STINNY!!!!
Not as many boxes checked but rest assured, I love him dearly!
I am utterly deranged about him. His arc is quite possibly my favorite arc I've ever seen in any story EVER, no exaggeration.
The way he's a friend to and immediately adopts every kid he meets, how he cares SO MUCH despite his edgelord appearance, his quiet and initially begrudging friendship with Ysayle, how concerned he always is for wol when they have an Echo vision- the way he parallels them, and can understand their suffering in a way almost no one else can! Alphinaud always thinks Estinien would make fun of him for being sentimental but Estinien himself is pretty damn sentimental 😂
I love how he never addressed Ysayle by her name, odd as that sounds; the way he initially called her Iceheart in a derogatory way, but in time, when he calls her Lady Iceheart, his tone shifts to one of respect; his dialogue at the end of the Aitiascope in Endwalker, "Such was the strength of her faith in us."
In Heavensward when he calls you Warrior of Light, at first it's in a wary way, he doesn't believe the hype around you- he has to see your strength with his own eyes. His respect for you is earned, not freely given, which is a breath of fresh air when you're being swallowed up by your own legend. By the end of Dragonsong, when he calls you by your title, "I would ask one last favor of you, Warrior of Light"....the weight behind it. He trusts you. Calls you a friend. You're his equal, his comrade, partner in dragonslaying and truth-uncovering. You fight for him when everyone other than Alphinaud gave up on him, and your love for and faith in him saves his life. So in Endwalker, he fights for you just as hard and paves the way for you to do what you do best.
I am. Very much rambling at this point 😂 I could talk about this man for HOURS but the tl;dr of it is. Well. He's important to me 😭
There's a line someone says to him in Endwalker that I'm thinking about all the time:
"The fires of hatred that once burned in thy heart burneth no more. From their ashes doth spring the light of love, warm and pure."
He found purpose and meaning and a life outside of violence and vengeance, he is so surprisingly.....gentle, by Endwalker. And he's also the funniest person in the expac, no competition 😂 but in all seriousness, I HAVE MANY FEELINGS.
I'm just gonna end this post with what is quite possibly my favorite Estinien dialogue in the game, lol.
"You see the world the way you want it to be; I see the world the way it is. You are idealistic to a fault. But I know you would never turn your back on those in need, never close your eyes to their suffering. And somehow, your deeds lend truth to your words, giving the lie to my doubts in so doing. I have seen others draw strength from your belief—in Ishgard, in Ala Mhigo. You inspired them to stand up and fight. To win, no less. And even when you lost those you held dear, you carried their spirit with you, and made their memory your guiding light. The burden of so many hopes and dreams would be too heavy for most to bear. But you bear it willingly. As you have shown me, some dreams are too important to let go. If you have need of my strength, it’s yours. After all you’ve done, how could I refuse?”
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