#i love middy so much

[ahollowgrave]

-- mundane.

[prudentfolly]

Day Two: Job / Craft

When Prudence heard of Stephanivien and his habit of arming commoners, she made herself a nuisance until he gave her a carbine. Now, she uses those skills in her role as Retainer.

[aceofsweets]

" I'm not interested in anyone but you, songbird. "

He makes me so happy, hes my little sunshine, my baby, my heart, my husban-

Oc does not belong to me! Oc belongs to :: @twistedchatterbox ! My mutual who I love very much /p

Anyways I wanted to let you know that your art and ocs are just chefs kiss. I love them all very much and I wanted you to know that.

I also want you to know that you were probably one of the best mutual I met through Biscuit Dash: Castle and you make me cry in a positive manner. Thanks for being there man.

♡ :: Middy | Parfait !

[hopskipandarump]

colonel im trying to edit the top video but my love of omega is making me cry too hard, and the floods of tears in my eyes keeps making me be unable to click the timeline

[clockworkdragonffxiv]

Further thought about the dragons in Final Fantasy XIV because my power has grown beyond control because I was bored at work and it popped in my head:

It's mentioned a lot in Heavensward that dragons don't remember things the way humans do. Their memories are perfect to a degree that memories don't fade so for them every trauma is this gushing fresh agony in their mind, like how Nidhogg is so incredibly pissed off because he remembers in excruciating detail finding Ratatoskr's butchered corpse and the Ishgardians gorging on her flesh.

Well, not so much remembers as he's actively experiencing it. All the time. Forever. Dragons live in the now with an intensity humans can barely comprehend, and I really think they don't process time in the same we do. We experience time linearly. Past, present, future.

Dragons don't. For them existence is experienced all at once forever. I'm not sure they even entirely distinguish between present and past and future, because it all feels the same to them, and I think that it impacts them in strange ways.

Like I don't think dragons really plan the way humans do. Everything is experienced in the Now. So I think for the vast majority of them, human tinkering and building completely baffles them. Oh they see the utility but it's not something they'd come up with on their own.

This extends to things like buildings. They certainly have the raw strength to repair the structures there, but it's not something they'd ever think of. Because repairing the castles means scouting out the proper stone, quarrying it, planning the repairs, etc.

Nidhogg's war against Ishgard is the closest thing to planning we see from them, and that was literally "torture them forever."

Also why Nidhogg was batshit insane. Because for him, he's always and will forever be at that one moment in time: finding his sister's corpse as the Ishgardians she'd been fascinated by and befriended feasted on her flesh like a pack of jackals. He never left that moment. I mean, the narrative flat out tells us that, but really holy shit is that a horrifying thing to think about. Like existentially.

It's probably the reason he could bodyjack Estinien so easily: because until the end of Heavensward, whenever Estinien closed his eyes for a second he could smell the ashes and roasting flesh from Nidhogg burning Estinien's family and entire village alive.

Also, consider that Midgardsormr went through far, far worse. The fact that the guy mostly comes off as grumpy and old should tell you about just how ridiculously tough he is. And why he spends all his time sleeping. Because whenever Midgardsormr was awake he was watching his world burn.

That and probably why he loved Hydalen and his alliance with her and devotion to her. She was as tough as he was, and had been through so much and carried on despite unimaginable woulds and pain. And she still gave him shelter when he had nothing left. That kind of compassion and strength was something he respected.

As a side note, I would be interested to hear from Middy about his thoughts on Hydalen's passing. Then again, he might not mourn her. After all, she'll live forever in his memories, as whenever he closes his eyes he still sees the radiant woman with the weight of the world on her shoulders meeting an exhausted and desperate dragon with the last eggs of his kind and providing them shelter and safety. And he feels the intensity of the sudden hope he felt then with every breath. How could he not love her?

She'll always be with him.

[joonggphilia]

Could I request hard thoughts of any group of your choosing with any theme? Like it's all up to you

Ateez Hard Thoughts

Ot8 Favorite/Main kinks ———————————————————————

Seonghwa has a major mommy kink. He needs you to call him mommy in bed or he might just lose it. He likes to baby you during sex, treating you like a sweet thing to take care of. He is gentle and loving, to the point where it’s suffocating. Along with you calling him mommy, he wants you to suck his middies <3

Hongjoong is definitely the type to have a sound kink. Auralism is super important to him. He loves the sound of your whimpers and cries. His favorite thing is when you chant his name, begging for him to move faster, sending him over the edge. He also loves the sound of sex. He likes the sound of your tight hole squeezing his throbbing cock and the skin to skin contact reverberating throughout the room. If you’re not loud enough he’ll make sure you change that. Comments like “Baby, what did we talk about? We can be louder.” And “I can’t hear you, let’s speak up, yeah?”

Yunho has a size kink for sure. He’s so big compared to everyone, how could he not. He’ll have his hands next to each side of your head, his large form looming over you as he fucks into your heat. He’ll press onto your stomach, his hand feeling for his large cock inside of you. He likes to have you under him, feeding his pride.

Yeosang has a praise kink and bondage kink. He loves telling you how pretty you are and how good you make him feel. “My pretty boy, I feel so good right now. You do this to me, you make me feel like this.” He’ll coo in your ear and kiss your face. If he’s feeling freaky, he’ll tie you up. Specifically, shibari. He likes when you look all pretty for him, intricate patterns emphasizing all your pretty features.

San is a huge fan of mirror sex. Biggest enthusiast of it ever. He has multiple full sized mirrors in his closet, picking which one is best for the vibe. He’ll put you into positions so you can see his thick cock please your pretty hole. He also wants you to see the beautiful faces you make that drive him crazy. He likes to jerk you off in the mirror as well, teasing you with the sinful view of his strong hands around your dick.

Mingi is roleplay and degradation all the way. He likes getting in character to fuck you, making everything more exciting. He’ll have you as his husband, dog, fwb, coworker, anything as long as you’re comfortable! He loves the thought of you being his and his alone. He wants you as his man whore. He’ll call you any term that comes to mind in bed, especially his whore or slut <3

Wooyoung likes having sex in risky places, semi-public. He’ll fuck you in the recording studio, practice room, public restroom, and even a friend’s house. The thrill is so arousing to him, maybe if someone caught you guys it would make him feel even better. To get you to agree to having sex it takes a bit of corruption. He likes corrupting you, tainting the innocence that was once yours.

Jongho is the type of guy with a muscle and marking kink. He is so much stronger than you, so built. He can move you into any position he’d like in the blink of an eye. When he fucks you, he is absolutely covering you with marks. His grip on your hips is quite literally bruising, leaving behind big blue and purple spots. He’ll also give you big hickeys, ones you can’t hide, just so everyone knows you’re his. Sometimes he’ll get so carried away he’ll draw blood, but you don’t mind. After sex you’ve got prominent marks on your neck, chest, thighs, and hips. Jongho doesn’t miss a spot. You’re all his.

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[fruitbasketball]

i need Paige to enter her villain era next season pls make them eat their words.

she better make me eat my words because last night was not it from her

lord knows i love that girl to death but paige baby… you showed your ass a little bit last night

like i know you can play lock down d… so tell my why kate martin is hitting middy’s in your mouth

or why you’re letting gabbie marshall lock you up? you know how to get rid a of a defender, you know how to call for a screen, you know how to not turn the ball over

and none of that happened last night i’m just… confused

we can bitch about the reffing and that call as much as we want. and yeah it sucks - but we also didn’t box out after caitlin’s free throws. kk also did foul quite a bit, paige didn’t have her best shooting night.

just a shitty way to end such a spectacular season.

it doesn’t mean i’m not proud of them, and i know that paige is angrier with herself than anyone can ever be at her.

[mrlarkstin]

I have been INCONSOABLE about Dragons and Dragon family today. All day I've been thinking about Vrtra with Altan, teaching her how to care for her feathers, how to fly, snuggling her and doting over her. He LOVES his daughter so much.

Taking her to see Middy, Hraes, Tiamat and Azdaja. Altan just, slowly restoring faith in Hraes that man and dragon can in fact live together again, just like Shiva wished. Tiamat seeing her own children in Altan and being a wonderful aunt and guide for the little dragon.

I have been LITERALLY DYING OVER THIS ALL DAY. I HAVE SO MUCH. I WANT TO CRY. I LOVE THEM.

[ahollowgrave]

-- sheepish.

Wails !! My friend Rose ported a nose chain over to Midlanders and put it on the Menphina's earring for me and I'm screaming about it I've been screaming about it and I will continue to scream about it!

[prudentfolly]

A retainer should be well equipped to handle any and all tasks handed her.

[coffeecat1983]

Meet one of my boys!

Meet Tom! (Tabby Tom, Tom Cat, Tom Tom Tomasso Tomato Sauce, Happy Sack o' Potatoes)

This fella popped up outside my place later 2022, when the weather was starting to get cold. He came back by a few times for food and once I placed a shelter out there he began hanging around more. Eventually he showed up with a clipped ear, having been trapped, neutered, and released. It was after this he started coming close to me, meowing to be petted and even following me on walks to the mailbox and back.

At the time I had 3 cats and couldn't really bring him in, so I kept two clean, warm shelters on the porch for him and we got through the winter. By then he trusted me so much he would cry for me to come out and cuddle with him. Then March 31st, 2023, we had severe storms moving in with risk of tornadoes, so I said screw it, emptied out the laundry room as best I could and got him inside with one of his outdoor shelters.

He took to Dad right away, and after sorting out that one of my other cats was too violent and needed to be in a single pet household (I found him a lovely new home with an elderly woman) Tom became a permanant part of the family. He adores Max and Middy, playing with Middy all the time, and he squeaks for his food or cuddles.

He loves his belly rubs and chin scritches.

Hanging with his bro, Middy.

[themidnightghoul]

Spicy Bubbles

The wonderful @jesusbutbetterrr (along with a few other lovely humans!) has created Ghoulette Appreciation Weeks 2024 to show some love to the amazing Ghoulettes. I’m using this opportunity to work on my Ghoul OC, Midnight! They will be interacting with both the Ghouls and Ghoulettes during these stories and I can’t wait to expand on Midnight’s story some more and share her with you 🖤

Week 3: First Ritual

Rating: Anxious Ghoul ahead but it’s fine she’s fine Word Count: 1370 CW: Mention of puking

Read on AO3 or below!

Weeks of practice with the others. Hours upon hours of working on her own in her room with her noise canceling headphones and backing tracks. It had all led up to this moment: Midnight’s first Ritual. The rest of the pack had been hyping her up, so excited to see how she did during her first performance in front of an audience, and even she was through the roof on the way to the venue. She struggled to fall asleep at a decent hour, still running through the music in her head and how she thought things would go. 

Now, she was in the dressing room with the other Ghoulettes letting them fuss over her and help her buckle up her vest, make sure the ties on her pants were secured, helping her set her violin up on her shoulder and making sure her helmet didn’t interfere with her playing. Where she was jittery and excited before, now she was quiet, her stomach in knots. 

“You’re going to do fantastic, sweetheart.” Cumulus hugged her gently, well aware of pre-Ritual nerves and how they could get the best of any of them, but especially Midnight right now.

Aurora, who was kneeling down to make sure Midnight’s boots were fitting properly, looked up as she tapped her calf twice. “It’s gonna be great, Stardust, I promise.”

Cirrus, ever the mother figure, held up a glass of ginger ale with a bendy straw to Midnight’s lips. “Drink a little of this, yeah? It’ll help settle your tummy. And remember, we’re all out there with you. We won’t let you fall.”

Midnight sipped the ginger ale, making a face at the weird tingly feeling in her mouth, which made them all laugh. “And how is that supposed to make me feel better when it made my mouth feel like it was full of spicy bubbles?”

The other Ghoulettes just laughed harder, with Cumulus rubbing Midnight’s stomach gently and Aurora hugging her arm as she stood up. Cirrus encouraged her to drink at least another sip of it, claiming the ginger was supposed to help settle an upset stomach, and reassuring her that the “spicy bubbles” were just something called carbonation.

“Man, I can’t wait for her to try alcohol.” Aurora giggled, skipping off to grab her helmet and settling it on her head.

“One big hurdle at a time, Rory,” Cirrus sighed, shaking her head. “You ready, Middy?”

Cirrus and Cumulus were on either side of Midnight, each holding a hand, and Aurora was skipping just ahead, as they all walked to meet with the others for Papa’s pre-Ritual prayer. They gathered with the other Ghouls, everyone briefly fawning over Midnight in her full uniform. She was thankful her face was hidden when she noticed Swiss and Rain eyeing her up and down, Swiss elbowing Rain a few times and whispering something to him that Midnight couldn’t hear. Couldn’t have been anything important, right?

As she huddled together with the pack, listening to Papa’s prayer, she found her mind wandering. Midnight’s introduction to the band was to be a surprise, which made her all the more nervous. What if she did fall? What if she missed a queue? Hit a wrong note? Or even just forgot how to play entirely? Her stomach started to bubble like the drink she had and she felt wobbly, reaching a hand out to a random road case to brace herself on. She pulled down her balaclava to breathe, bending over slightly, which ended up being a mistake.

Without missing a beat, Dew swooped a trash can in front of her just as she emptied the contents of her stomach (which, admittedly, wasn’t much) into it. He rubbed his hand along her back gently as the others made a protective circle around her so she could pull off her helmet for a moment.

“It’s okay, you’re okay, just let it all out,” Dew was whispering next to her. Midnight was crying at this point, feeling like a failure already for letting her nerves get the best of her, and Dew was brushing away her tears as they fell. 

“I h-hate whatever this is,” Midnight sobbed as her stomach roiled once again, but nothing came out. “M-my violin…” she tried to ask Dew to move her violin so she didn’t puke on it but he was already unclasping it and handing it and her bow to Phantom.

Rain had quickly wandered off to grab a bottle of water and had returned with it opened, a bendy straw stuck into it, and held it up to Midnight’s lips. “Drink, Sparkle. Slowly.” His free hand rubbed up and down her arm and she could tell he was trying not to crowd her but all she wanted was to crawl into his lap and stop feeling so awful.

“Five minutes to curtain, everyone,” a stage hand called out and the entire pack instantly tightened their circle and scared off the human, their instincts kicking in to protect their pack mate. They all knew it would be hard for her to hold her glamour for the duration of the Ritual, so they told her not to worry about it. But with her helmet off, her Ghoulish features were visible, even through her balaclava, so they were extra protective of her at the moment. Midnight noticed, of course, and felt a new wave of tears pour from her eyes at everyone not hesitating to protect her.

“You gonna be okay, Sparkle?” Rain was crouched next to Midnight as she was kneeling over the trash can on the off chance she felt the urge to puke up the water she had consumed. “It’s okay if you can’t, no one will be disappointed in you,” he whispered.

Midnight shook her head. “No, I’m okay, I want to do this.” She stood, slowly at the insistence of Rain, and took another sip of water. “I’m not going to let you down.” Did she mean him? Papa? The pack? Surely all of them, but all she could think of at the moment was how she didn’t want to disappoint Rain. Then she remembered how Phantom had been so excited to see her play. How Aurora had helped her customize her violin. How they were all so supportive and loving ever since she had been Summoned. She couldn’t help but start to cry all over again, now for an entirely different reason.

The entire pack moved in closer and hugged Midnight, reassuring her that she could never let them down in any way and that they all loved her very much. Phantom handed her violin back and helped her clip it back into place and as she was getting settled, placed their hand on her stomach and pushed a little Quintessence into it to help calm her nerves. Midnight slipped her helmet back on and bonked Phantom’s in thanks and in reassurance that she was feeling better.

As everyone made their way out on to the stage to get into their positions, Rain kept hold of Midnight’s hand the entire time. They had decided she would be free to move around the stage just like he did to interact with the other Ghouls, but that she would start on Swiss’ side and Rain would start on Dew’s side. As he led her into place and made sure she was ready, she felt her stomach almost fluttering like it was full of the spicy bubbles again. But it wasn’t nerves it was…something else? Rain went to walk away and let go of her hand but before he could, she squeezed his and he stopped and turned around, tilting his head.

“Everything okay, Sparkle?” He squeezed her hand back twice.

Midnight nodded, squeezing his hand again. “I just…thank you, Rain.”

He pulled her hand up and kissed it before squeezing it twice once more and walking to his spot, leaving Midnight standing there with spicy bubbles in her stomach and a smile that was thankfully hidden under her balaclava. As everyone got into their places and the lights went dark, Midnight shut everything else out except for one thought: Rain had kissed her hand.

Her performance that night was the best she had ever played.

[opanchu]

putting it here instead of my oc sideblog cause it has like 5 followers. i put aya on the viera model to see what she would look like so i wanna see if you like her better on the regular middie model OR on the viera model with hyur ears mod (i'm not literally changing her race to viera btw she's staying a hyur that's why she has an ears mod)

pros of changing to viera base:

the only gyaru make mod i found that looks good is for viera only. handy if i get lazy trying to make my own make for her

the face is slightly closer to how i draw her but i don't think it's a lot more close than the middie face

i like the run cycle better. as much as i have an affinity for the middie emotes the overly feminine run cycle bugs me

kiiinda closer to a height for her that makes sense? she is on middie model but she's half highlander so her being taller could make sense lore wise

cons:

i don't like the viera emotes on her T_T i think they're cute but don't fit her personality, the middie emotes are a lot more cheerful

cant use earrings anymore cause with the hyur ears mod they just float :(

linkpearl emote is janky. cause of the ears.

I DONTTTTT WANT TO SEEM LIKE ONE OF THOSE PEOPLE THAT WANT TO PLAY A REGULAR ASS HUMAN BUT THINK THE MIDDIE MODELS ARE BORING OR UGLY i love the middie models sm and they're adorable i just wanted to see what aya would look like on viera base

i'd have to fuck around with glamourer a lot cause im on trial

i'm really attached to middie model aya :(

[danieljradcliffe]

Worthy Wednesday

We see the same (admittedly excellent) stories recommended over and over and over. Let's expand our horizons!  Recommend and briefly describe a fic or two or three (or more) that you've never (or rarely) seen mentioned. Extra points if you don't personally know the writer. Tag @trickiwooao3 or #Worthy Wednesday 

Thanks for the tag @flowertrigger!

Hold Onto Me by @chicgeekgirl89 — this was one of the first fics I bookmarked when I started really getting into LS fic in early 2022.

It’s Hotter than Hell Where I’m At by @petalwritesx — one of the reasons I got into LS fics was because my friends were writing it and this is one great fic by a great friend that made me want more, more, more!

Searching for a Trail to Follow by @middyblue — another friend who wrote another beautiful Tarlos fic. I knew it would be incredible because middy is one of my all time fav Schitt’s Creek authors. 🥰🥰

espero ese momento by @lilythesilly — this was one of the first Tarlos fics I ever read! And that’s because it was written by Lily who writes some of the most beautiful words. She has written more LS fics since that just as lovely.

Running Into You by @three-drink-amy — there’s little I love more than a 5+1. And this 5+1 features Tarlos as husbands so what is not to love?! This is also her first LS fic after me bugging her for literal years to write Tarlos and the wait was totally worth it. She’s also written 2 Tarlos fics since that are also so, so good.

A Case of Cruel to be Kind by @maxbegone — An About Time Tarlos AU!!!! My favourite movie and fav ship?! Let’s go. Ally put her whole heart into this. It’s 10 chapters of love and grief and healing and growth. I love it very much.

(Tagging everyone I mentioned above)

[sulky-valkyrie]

“things you said with too many miles between us” for Dorian x Alistair?

Happy Friday, Middy, to you and to @plisuu who gave me the same prompt and same pairing 💜💜💜 for @dadrunkwriting

The warm pulsing glow woke him up.  Alistair had been worried it wouldn’t, but, as usual, Dorian had been right.

You love magic too much to sleep through it.

He was half right and half wrong.  Alistair did find magic to be endlessly fascinating, and the activation of a sending crystal around his neck very well might’ve woken him no matter what.  But it was hard to test that when he’d barely been asleep.  Not having Dorian in his bed was proving to be a much more difficult adjustment than he’d anticipated.  Had he always slept this poorly?  No, poorly wasn’t quite the right word.  Or maybe it was.  

He’d been a light sleeper since the Blight.

He’d always chalked his restless nights spent tossing and turning to darkspawn dreams, but once he and Dorian started sleeping together, and also sleeping together, it was as if every little worry and care that had kept him up every day of his life melted away in his arms.  He slept like bloody dead when they shared a bed, and now that they weren’t, the difference was profound.

Profoundly annoying.  Little things woke him constantly, and when he finally did manage to do more than doze lightly, either the darkspawn chattering would be ceaseless, or it would be morning already.  Fortunately, Warden stamina could make up for it short term.  Unfortunately, now that he was accustomed to actual sleep, in an actual bed, with an actual partner, ‘short term’ was feeling much shorter than it used to. 

He rolled to his side and pulled the amulet out.  “Babe?”

“You sound exhausted.”  The crystal brightened and dimmed to the rhythm of Dorian’s voice.

He nodded on instinct, then remembered they couldn’t see each other.  Maker, it’s so strange to talk to him like this.  “A bit, but I did make most of the way over another mountain.”

“Another one?”  Dorian demanded.  “How many of the bloody things are in the Anderfels anyway?”

“Definitely more than four,” he chuckled.  “How’s Trev?”

“Still furious you left.  Not at you anymore, mind.  Just Weisshaupt.”

Alistair groaned, half in relief and half in irritation.  “I’m not exactly happy to be on this little jaunt myself, you know.  But with Clarel -”

“Relax, amatus, you don’t need to explain it to me again.  Or her, for that matter.  She simply thinks it’s a load of bronto feces that you were the one trying to fix everything while they rested on their laurels in their grim little mountain hideaway with their fingers in their ears.  And now that things are fixed, instead of coming down here to thank you, they’re dragging you up there to explain it.”  

The sneer on Dorian’s face as he said it couldn’t have been more obvious.  Alistair could picture it now: lip curled in disdain, one eyebrow arched, and his head tilted just slightly.  “I miss you,” he sighed.

“I know, amatus.  The Inquisition is decidedly less interesting without you here.  But the sooner you get there, the sooner you can leave, and the sooner you leave, the sooner you can come back.”

He shook his head ruefully.  It probably wouldn’t be that simple, and they both knew that.  But it was still nice to pretend.  “Talk to you tomorrow?”

“Always.”  The light winked out, leaving Alistair alone again.  He tucked the crystal back inside his shirt, rolled over, and tried to sleep.

[lavampira]

10, 14 and/or 27 for WoL asks? 👀 Much love to D'alia 💜💜💜

[wol questions]

ty rue!! 🖤

10. how do they feel about their relationship with hydaelyn? midgardsormr?

hydaelyn is a strange dynamic with her for a time - confusing, at first, and often experienced the “why me?” during her journey, some selfish resentment for her own obligations (and for minfilia’s too) along the way. she’s always been more spiritual than religious and the mothercrystal is difficult to wrap her mind around until she learned of venat and their pact to save eitherys from the final days. ultimately, she loves her in the way that a child loves a parent, and especially one who has to make tough decisions for a greater reason.

middy is even more complicated. the first time she ever saw him was as a child during the battle of silvertear skies, a special brand of terrifying and awe watching him fight the garleans, become the keeper of the lake, and the mor dhona land corrupt from the battle tbh. so it felt even more like a betrayal when he suppressed the blessing of light, and though she later understood that it was a test of her worthiness, it still stung, but she respects him and holds close to heart the fact that she earned his respect and his aid for mortals in turn, and continues to aid his children with that in mind. he’s essentially her cranky protective grandfatherly figure now even while he sleeps again.

14. answered here!

27. how did the events of shadowbringers impact them?

such an emotional rollercoaster, and if not for the personal growth she’d undergone during the drk questline, I don’t think she would’ve gotten through it as adjusted tbh. the light poisoning shook her up the worst, particularly in the way it affected her aether and ability to cast and unsure if she would survive, let alone see sid and rielle again. all the deception between urianger and raha angered her, but she loves them both dearly for trying to do what they thought was right to protect both worlds and her. everything with thancred, ryne, and minfilia actually brought her closer to thancred, even if things were touch-and-go with the stubbornness and unwillingness to communicate for a while, and learning of what minfilia had done for the first brought her some closure in their relationship as well. emet-selch saddened her more than anything, understanding his grief in the sense that she, too, had (albeit accidentally) created simulacra on her own as a dark knight, and seeing the recreation of amaurot was profoundly heartbreaking because of it, but also infuriating at the lengths he and the other ascians would go to bring their world back or the view of mortals. ardbert merging souls with her to help her survive the light and defeat emet-selch devastated her, but she carries their legacies with her, and one of her eyes became the color of astraea’s (azem’s) as a result of that merge so it’s a constant reminder. azem still unnerves her; she knows that she isn’t the same person despite having fragments of their soul, and wants the distance from that, but respects the legacy there, too. all of it continued to weigh on her heavily in the time leading up to endwalker.