A Rare, Smiling General Mahamatra

a city of grief

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a high res desktop wallpaper version of this is available on my ko-fi :)

inspired by the wanderer's idle emotion which is just the most beautiful little smile ever.

where land meets the sea -- wallpaper version of this is available on my ko-fi :)

get MOLTED, idiot

butterflies

the little prince

my boy

The scaraether dynamic i want is one where they don’t make each other worse, but they most definitely don’t make each other better. But if they do, its going in directions that definitely doesn’t benefit others around themselves.

Like Aether being an eldritch horror thats potentially a world eater getting courted by Wanderer, who is a living puppet.

Aether reluctantly charmed by Wanderer’s obsession, trying to go “This isn’t healthy for either of us, and is not a good standard for relationships” and it’s true.

But he’s unable to stop himself from being drawn to Wanderer’s promises, the concept of someone that’s just for himself.

Someone who would make him a priority with their own volition. Someone who doesn’t have other attachments that would stop them from helping him when he needs it. Someone who won’t abandon him. Someone who will willingly make themselves a permanent fixture by his side. (Paimon is also that, but she’s more like his child, someone he needs to nurture and also hide terrible things from).

Basically Wanderer being “I can be the hero to your damsel in distress.”

And Aether realizing he really doesn’t mind being a damsel in distress if its Wanderer who saves him.

Thanks to the Irminsul they can have a mental link, and when Aether gets trapped by the Fatui, truly put in a helpless situation, Paimon trapped in a seperate cage, he finds himself reaching out to the Wanderer almost blindly, numbly.

And the Wanderer abandons everything almost immediately to rescue him. He doesn’t keep him waiting.

i can't vibe with anyone who thinks icarus was an ignorant idiot for flying too close to the sun. "oh i'd never do that i would have remembered my father's warning and been fine". do you seriously think that after years of imprisonment, feeling the sun on your face and the open air beneath your wings, you would be able to focus on anything but the joy of being alive and free? do you actually think that if you were given the opportunity to go where nobody has never been before, you wouldn't want to push it to the limit? to dare to be the first to try what no one else has ever even thought possible? do you honestly think you're too good for your own human nature? look me in the eyes and tell me if i strapped a pair of wings to your back that could take you wherever you wanted to go whenever you pleased that you'd be careful and sensible about it. you are not better than icarus just because you have the benefit of his example.

blue valentine