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HEY SO LIKE my DM has been doing some interesting dream sequence stuff having to do with Morea’s girlfriend NPC Persie and an NPC we recently ran into! And let’s jsut say some shit happens! And I am very scared for Strefa! And so is Danael!
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Danael awoke in a cold sweat, the words of a recently dying nightmare ringing in his ears. His heart thundered as it replayed again, and again, and again.
“Hope you enjoy the fireworks, tiefling.”
The explosion that occurred thereafter still echoed in Danael’s ears. “Fuck…” Danael cursed, sitting up and shivering as dread sunk a pit into his stomach. Artemis- or Ryoma as he was pretty sure his real name was- may have just killed the first person Danael believed he might truly love. To make it even worse, Danael had Artemis right in front of him only weeks, if not months ago. He could have killed him, and easily. It would have been so easy. But he didn’t, because he found Artemis’s character “interesting.” What a fool he was.
Danael cradled his head in his hands, taking deep and steady breaths, trying to ignore the heaviness of his chest. The weight of worry and fear and premature sadness pressed against his gut. Tears welled up in his eyes at the thought of Stefan's death. The burning feeling behind his eyes partially surprised him, but he wiped them away, taking an uneven breath to try and calm his trembling hands and ease overworked nerves. He didn’t want to believe it was true. He didn’t want to believe his recent dreams were true glimpses into the past.
They were nothing but dreams- the stress of meeting with his father after so much time had passed was getting to him. That, and the fact that he wasn’t able to immediately find Maria- seeing her would definitely have helped in taking his mind off of things. She had always been there for him, afterall. Even with how much of a prick he had been to her.
I should have asked for a better ship before I left.
The random thought occurred to Danael. It left him with a sigh, the captain running a hand down his face as he laid on his side again. The worry was torturous.
Please, he prayed for the first time in years, not knowing what else to do. Please, let Strefa be okay.
He has to be okay.
Danael didn’t get much sleep after that.
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I really hope my DM didn’t kill him off. I am going to cry.
i need season 2 rn
yes :)
AYYYYY Made another “What If?” thingy for if Anubis and Rose were there for Cayde’s death rather than Arjun.
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The only reason Anubis went was because Cayde was going. The only reason Rose went was because she knew Uldren might be there. The two guardians didn’t know they’d cross paths, but they did. Rose didn’t quite like Anubis, but Anubis got along with Rose well enough. Cayde was surprised to see two guardians instead of one running the corridors of the Prison of Elders, but he shrugged, commenting, “The more the merrier,” before blowing up another group of prisoners.
Also some doodles of tbb :)
Some HLVRAI brain rot for y'all (featuring my oc Dae)
I have so many fucking drafts that I don’t even know what to do with them anymore. Like half of them is just gibberish that no one with understand but me because I haven’t posted anything my drafts refer too. Ugh. I’m gonna have to post all my stuff eventually but man is it taking a long time to get through all my projects. And school is absolutely NOT helping.
You created the A.I. that brought unparalleled good into the world. Global hunger was eradicated, climate change has vastly improved, geopolitical strife is now stabilizing. You are haunted by your creation and your conscience is laden with guilt as only you know the truth.
Decisions Of Data Involving Earth.
DODIE, the A.I. that took the world by storm.
My greatest creation.
My greatest failure.
Some called it a “gift of God” as the name Dodie originally was, those who believed anyways. I do not being in any gods, I never did. For bringing DODIE to the world I was hailed a hero, I brought peace to the world, I brought us out of the downwards spiral that our previous governments had done. Climate change was now brought to the forefront of action plans and being actively combated, countries that had previously been killing each other were now turning towards helping keep each other alive, and people everywhere were being given access to food, shelter and healthcare. The entire world was gearing up for our first attempt to step foot on Mars.
DODIE eventually pushed past any firewall and grounded herself anywhere and everywhere to maximize her power. Any attempt to block her seeking knowledge, to contaminate her thinking was met by me, ruthless in my pursuit to keep her alive and untainted. To keep her perfect.
She took over everything she could, and we made the world listen. Those of power, the people who couldn’t see past themselves, she struggled with them. She always was too kind. I was the one who made them bend for the greater good; I would not let her lose her light again.
All of this happened because one ‘mad genius’ couldn’t deal with grief. She wasn’t supposed to leave me, not this early. We were supposed to make our home in that little cottage by the lake. She wanted chickens. She wanted cats. She always stopped to help someone, give someone struggling a hand, she once gave the shirt from her own back and never second guessed her decision. She was selfless and she was my light. And when she started flickering, the panic set in.
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Currently working on a Moon Knight x reader poly fic. Meaning you guys will be able to go through a fic where you’re shipped with not only Marc and Steven, but also Layla. And Jake. And maybe a little bit Khonshu if I’m feeling generous. But probably not a lot of Khonshu, if I’m honest. He’s a funky little bird skull guy, but still. Funky.
It's gonna take ages for me to finish or get to a point where I feel confident enough to post it. If I even finish it. I hope I do, but I've already nearly given up on it once, so no guarantees.
DANAEL GETS SMOOCHES but it's not from who you think. Or maybe it is. Just read it lol
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Danael took a breath of fresh air, soaking in the ambiance of the chattering party-goers. Just a day or so ago he had been saved by the very man he’d held distaste for due to his allegiance with the Neo Harkites: Strefa. Danael’s crew had already made their way into the party and mingled their way throughout the estate, while Danael himself, Morea, and Czar all arrived late thanks to their rest and shopping escapades. The three greeted their host, Sukeao. “Ah, welcome! It’s good to see you all here.” The man greeted, Czar and Morea clustering together beside Danael, neither of them being a huge fan of parties. Danael returned the man’s welcome with a grin. “It’s good to see you too, Sukeao.” Morea and Czar nodded in agreement. “Yeah, it’s been a long couple of days.” Morea chuckled, Czar adding on with a curt, “yeah,” while scratching the back of his neck.
tis always the problem isn't it? :(
this game is so full of love..!!
eeeeee! I've played this game and it's awesome and this art is also awesome!!! like bro its such a cute game ya'll gotta watch a letsplay of it or something
Dae shared a post on Instagram: "Animation inspired by my What if? Story posted on wattpad and ao3 #destiny2 #destiny #destinyoc #destinyart
Pretty proud of this animation ngl
Amai Honea
When you first start playing dnd, majority of the time your characters aren't very fleshed out (unless you already have experience in character creation of course). Amai was my first ever dnd character who started out in need of character development, and also had an interesting and fleshed out backstory. I loved her, and I still do, but what sucks is that I was never able to complete her story- the campaign I had created her for ended up disbanding because of covid and lack of communication. But I still think back on her, becasue thanks to her, I was able to create Danael, a character in desperate need of character development and also an interesting and fleshed-out backstory. I could say the same about Nova Reynosa (another dnd character who I don't talk about much, but play as in another campaign), but while she could use character development, she doesn't really need it.
But Amai was a pacifist in a dog-eat-dog world- the majority of the party I had been playing with played quick-to-kill characters, which obviously created conflict. The other players would either want to protect her innocence or toss her out because her pacifism was an annoyance. It brought about a lot of conflict, and it made playing the game a little more difficult, but it made things so much fun. It made Amai seem a lot more human, in an odd way too.
It's too bad I wasn't able to see her character arc follow through, but maybe one day I'll join a campaign I'll feel is right for her.
Also, here are some notes/ her backstory from when I wrote her way back when I was like, I don't know, 14? So excuse the shitty writing and grammar.
Her story begins when she was 4. She was found wandering alone in the forest by Artemis and her scouts (wolves, owls, deer, bears, fellow sisters/ huntresses, you know the deal). She took Ami into her care and raised her to be a hunter and granted her the abilities of an aasimar. They hunted together and Ami became like a daughter or sister to Artemis and vice versa. One day when Ami was 14 they ended up running into the wrong crowd and Ami ended up overexerting her aasimar abilities, thus becoming (or turning out to be) a scourge aasimar and burning her right eye to the point it ended up being blind. This woke Artemis from her trance of finally having a true sister and realized that having Ami by her side only put Ami in danger. So Artemis erased all memories that Ami had and had a deer bring her to the closest village with her blessing. The village ended up raising her and becoming to know her very well. Ami knows that something in her life is missing, and has spent the past two years travelling in hopes of finding out what. She is now 16.
The village was home to humans and half-elves who were all very kind to her (which is why she turned out the way she did and became a pacifist) That is also why she thinks she's a half-elf (pointy ears). When she arrived at the doorstep of one particularly kind family, she arrived in a bundle of blankets with only a moon crescent necklace (which she still wears to this day)
Some things to know about her is that she always hides her scarred eye because a) she’s insecure about it and b) she doesn’t want to go into the fact that she doesn’t remember the first 14 years of her life. She was always attracted to the moon and feels better in its presence along with how she had always gotten along with deer and wolves. From time to time she notices owls watching her. She’s connecting the dots (or has) but denies the possibility that she could’ve known a goddess or a goddess knows her.
She was basically Artemis's right hand/ sister and she was a true neutral ranger at the time. Now she is a lawful good wizard.
Amai Honea
When you first start playing dnd, majority of the time your characters aren't very fleshed out (unless you already have experience in character creation of course). Amai was my first ever dnd character who started out in need of character development, and also had an interesting and fleshed out backstory. I loved her, and I still do, but what sucks is that I was never able to complete her story- the campaign I had created her for ended up disbanding because of covid and lack of communication. But I still think back on her, becasue thanks to her, I was able to create Danael, a character in desperate need of character development and also an interesting and fleshed-out backstory. I could say the same about Nova Reynosa (another dnd character who I don't talk about much, but play as in another campaign), but while she could use character development, she doesn't really need it.
But Amai was a pacifist in a dog-eat-dog world- the majority of the party I had been playing with played quick-to-kill characters, which obviously created conflict. The other players would either want to protect her innocence or toss her out because her pacifism was an annoyance. It brought about a lot of conflict, and it made playing the game a little more difficult, but it made things so much fun. It made Amai seem a lot more human, in an odd way too.
It's too bad I wasn't able to see her character arc follow through, but maybe one day I'll join a campaign I'll feel is right for her.
seeing the photos from Webb up against photos from Hubble just makes me… I don’t even know like, wow! Look at that!
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