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“There you are,” says Glorfindel with a smile, although he still looks a little frazzled. He is also wearing some of Turgon’s robes and they fit him better than Ecthelion’s do. They are a deep purple that sets off the gold in his hair and the green in his eyes beautifully. Someone has given him a crown of purple asters with bright yellow centers. Ecthelion feels his stomach flip, his mouth go dry. He takes a gulp of Aredhel’s wine in hopes that it will help. It does not. Glorfindel’s eyes flick over him. “Your hair is down.” “Yes,” says Ecthelion, drinking more of the wine. “I—is that—” “No, I—it looks nice.” Perhaps Glorfindel has been drinking—his face is a bit flushed. “Here, I—Lómion and I thought you might need some flowers as well.” He pulls out a wreath made out of bleeding heart flowers. The blossoms are pink. They are going to clash horribly with Ecthelion’s red robes. They are so beautiful. Glorfindel steps forward and holds out the wreath, then notices that Ecthelion has a goblet in each hand. “Uh,” he says, and lifts the wreath. “May I?” Ecthelion almost flinches away, but then he realizes that he can’t feel Eru watching. No one has invoked Eru, this is no great gesture of commitment, or a symbol of promises to each other the way it was earlier in the day at the Gate of Wood. Ecthelion now has a data point. He knows what it is like when he is about to get married, which means that now he knows what it is like when he is not about to get married. And he’s not about to get married right now. Which means that Glorfindel can touch him. Ecthelion steps forward and ducks his head slightly. “Yes.”
this is from my & @glitterlessgold's fic the sun & the clear pebbles of the rain!! i really wanted to give this moment from the most recent chapter a piece of art, because it's just so vividly in my head. glorfindel looking at ecthelion like he's the most beautiful thing glorfindel's ever seen, and ecthelion looking at him softly because it's a party and they rescued aredhel and everyone is safe and things are .... good ??? anyway !!
trans women and trans men and nonbinary people and everyone else being friends and holding each other close and falling in love and thinking of each other. I'm making this my future. let's all be okay together
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was supposed to have been in bed an hour ago but i CAN'T STOP THINKING ABOUT KIRU ATHMAZA
specifically like. dazhis. did she know him? she must have - he knew cala seemingly well, and cala knew kiru well enough to vouch for her to the emperor. dachenmaza is a rank held by very few people so she must have been familiar with him. familiar enough to smile at him in the hall, maybe? familiar enough to sit with him at dinner, to pass the salt?
she wanted the role of nohecharis but was passed over because she was a woman. they bring in a new emperor - a skinny ragged boy of 18 - and she is passed over again. instead they pick cala and dazhis, who are a solid 15 years younger than her. does she resent that? or does she rededicate herself to her service in the hospital? the service for which she swore herself to celibacy?
and then the news: treachery. a coup. an attempted assassination by the boy she used to smile at in the halls. shock and horror and a kind of mass shame that seeps into the very fabric of the athmaz'are
but beside the shock and horror... hope? some sick seedling of hope, of the kind of ambition she has not allowed herself to nurse for years?
with dazhis gone, the emperor will need a replacement nohecharis. and there are no more dachenmaza to volunteer.
there is just kiru.
finally, after two decades of service, the adremaza comes to her to ask her to consider the position that she has wanted all along. but he asks her to conceal her gender, to which she says "you're stupid" but agrees anyway
the emperor sees through her in literally 30 seconds, which— well, it's unprofessional to say "i told thee so" but whatever, she's never really concerned herself with that stuff
the adremaza stammers and stumbles over his words but tells the emperor essentially "kiru is your last option"
and kiru cuts in and says "serenity you are my last hope"
she says "we have been in service to csaivo for as long as you have been alive but we have been passed over again and again. you are rumoured to be the kind of emperor who lifts up those who have been passed over. we would serve you if you would have us"
the emperor accepts. is she happy? is she triumphant? does this feel like the end of a chapter or the beginning of a new one? we're not told
she's paired with a shaken 20-something year old guy who is visibly traumatized from his last encounter with a dachenmaza - the same dachenmaza she used to rub shoulders with, the same one who is slated to die for his crimes, the same one to whom she owes this one perfect shining chance that she has been angling for her whole life
and then the emperor goes to the mazan'theileian
en route kiru tells him - this nervous teenaged boy to whom she's pledged her life - all about the maza. is he listening? maybe a little. maybe it's in one ear and out the other. she tells it to him with no expectation of response. probably just to save them both from the loaded silence that dogs their footsteps. telimezh certainly isn't about to make conversation
the emperor sees dazhis. dazhis apologizes in tears and snot and begs the emperor to come and watch his revethvoran. kiru stands behind the emperor and watches the boy she used to know and says nothing
and then the emperor agrees to watch him die, which means kiru has to watch him die as well
the emperor meditates. maybe kiru does too
and then they both stand, watching silently as dazhis kills himself
does it feel like the culmination of everything she's worked her entire life for? is it stained by dazhis's treachery, by the knowledge that if he had been loyal she would never have had this chance? can she celebrate, knowing that a boy had to die for this? a boy she knew? does she feel guilty for feeling glad? kiru athmaza WHAT IS GOING ON IN YOUR HEAD
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how to tell mutual hey i think ur really cool we should talk more but like also im bad at talking and am always exhausted
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not every mutual fits neatly into an archetypal medievalism but there are some mutuals that im like yeah addressing you as “my liege” would come strangely naturally
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Alright tell me in the tags, what’s Your Poem? That poem you heard once and it has dwelt within you ever since?
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"be unafraid. not a moment of your existence will go unremembered."
anyway that moment in ep6 of solari was Wild and i had to do a quick rendition of xl-zl right before he zapped a guy with his laser vision. u see this right before u die. wyd.
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This is true of the manga, but I love how the anime accentuates the absolute physical trust the apprentices have with Qifrey. Specifically with Agott, the way she is so ready when Qifrey says “hang on tight, I need my hands free” to cling to him a mile into the sky, and then in the latest episode, how, as soon as she impacts Qifrey while flying to him, she makes no move to save herself, she just curls into him and trusts that he will keep them from falling.
And I think it works as a signal to the audience, to subtly go “hey, I know we don’t trust Qifrey right now, he’s being shady, but we can always trust him to protect the physical wellbeing of his kids. Remember that.” Idk man maybe I’m getting too attached to a teeny detail but aaaaaaghhhh that’s her dad.