I’m in tears, this song is go fucking good. I’m jamming while I’m on break
AS WELL AS SOME ANRI!!! I’VE GROWN FOND OF HER MUSIC
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Anri belongs to Dreachie!
[ID: Illustration of two girls holding hands. One has pale skin tone and long brown hair with pink tips in pig tails with blue bows, she’s wearing a long white and blue dress. The other has brown skin tone and long curly dark brown hair with pink tips,she’s wearing a big purple jacket and a dark turtleneck with a short denim skirt.]
I spent 5+ hours making these templates for a sh*tpost, so expect more in other fandoms. >.>
If there’s a specific idea you’d like me to do, hit me up in my asks.
more of agnes. i love her too much
Dark Souls 3 was the first of the Souls games I played. I played them backwards, and yet this was the first ending I chose – to end the Age of Flame. I still feel that immense pang of sorrow when the music changes, and the Firekeeper sees a world without flame.
And yet, it remains hopeful.
Why is Dark Souls here, a game notorious for characters both constantly dying, and being unable to die?
It presents death in many forms.
It presents death of the mind, as characters go Hollow, and lose their sense of self. Anri, Lucatiel, Siegmeyer – who can deny the sorrow they felt for these characters? Finding Anri after fighting alongside them against Saint Aldrich, and seeing how they had lost their mind, was devastating. I left a prism stone where they fell – in the game, I tried to mourn.
Even with Lucatiel, in Aldia’s keep, when they vanished, I left another stone as they requested to be remembered.
And then Siegmeyer, slain by his daughter, after losing everything to us – seeing us overcome everything – again, I tried to mourn as best I could in the game.
Dark Souls touches on the part of death we do not often discuss, which is the decay and rot of the mind that some experience as they get older, and it is somehow worse than death itself.
I wanted to kill King Vendrick because of the state he was in.
The end of so many of these games, is a sacrifice – to burn yourself, to preserve the natural course of Life and Death, and temporarily fix the Undead curse.
One of the alternatives is, of course, not to burn. To let the Flame die, and see what happens. This is never elaborated on, although many have indicated the Age of Fire is a lie, and that is the whole problem with it.
The idea of preserving life, light – it’s all a pretty lie.
So what is the meaning of it all? That is a question the game poses, and that you are meant to figure out. Is the lie worth preserving? Is the truth worse? There’s plenty of theories and lore about it, and this post is not meant to explore the vast and amazing lore.
This post is meant to recommend Dark Souls for how it lets you encounter the death of the mind, and exposes you to it in a variety of forms.
This post is meant to recommend Dark Souls for how it tries to show that death must occur – that undeath, and continuing on, is not good, though we may wish it was.
If you cannot play it yourself – the difficulty is up there – there are NUMEROUS videos on youtube that get into the lore and follow certain characters. You can experience it in that form.
this little southern man does NOT care for the snow literally At All, Thanks
art vs artist
[ID: Collage of 9 pictures, there are 8 portrait drawings with different characters surrounding a photo of a girl with pale skin and brown hair. She’s holding a sunflower and has drawn pink wings.]
Get to know me –> fave animes (1/?) Durarara season 1
I, Charles Eyler, am back in high school unfortunately. I’m in the library reading a fancy dark green leather-bound book with fold lettering on the spine and taking notes. I think it’s “Little Women”. Anyway I got ISS and so since I had to study instead of going to lunch I snuck my lunchbox into the library hoping no one would notice. At my table there are a few other kids who also got ISS. Charlotte Wiltshire, Vincent Wordsworth, and Q84. They don’t have lunches so I share my sandwiches with them. Q84 is writing swear words on the desk while Charlotte and I are giggling about it. “Q, we’re gonna get caught!” Charlotte says, suppressing laughter but as usual Q84 listens to no one. Vincent Wordsworth becomes very depressed over something (maybe he’s stressed about the workload?) and starts crying on me. I awkwardly pat his head and try to calm him down because his crying is very loud. I try to ask him what’s bothering him but he only cries louder. I feel really bad for the guy. Around that time a boy who is Charlotte’s little brother who has short wavy hair and is known as Charles Wiltshire pops out behind the bookcase next to us. Charles Wiltshire is a quirky but well meaning guy who is currently sipping Pepsi from a really weird looking crazy straw the likes of which I haven’t seen since the 90s. I think he collects them. He stops to ask us whats going on. “Oh, it’s nothing,” Charlotte says. Anri appears behind another case and gives Vincent a weird look. “Doesn’t seem like notice to me,” she says, snatching away Charles Wiltshire’s soda and taking a sip. “H-hey!” Charles Wiltshire exclaims, but Anri quickly returns the soda to him. “Just stealing a little sip. It’s not such a big deal,” Anri grumbles. Then I hear something large moving from the shelf behind us. Everybody freezes. I quickly try to hide my lunchbox. It’s Librarian Frei and for whatever reason he makes me kind of nervous. Perhaps it has to do with the fact that he’s 9 feet tall. “O-oh…hello s-sir, we didn’t mean any trouble,” I say, nervous sweat running down my face. Frei is holding a large black leather-bound book that he quietly puts away. “There’s no reason to be so nervous, Mr. Eyler. I’ve no problem with your lot eating in the library. I’m simply keeping an eye on you,” he says.
Then I wake up
while the sakurai-mason family is extremely messy, they’re all very caring people
we don’t talk about kaede and they’re pretty well off, so susumu and amelia have a kind of open door policy for their children and their friends
while neither of the parents are home too much, when they do have the pleasure of meeting the kids’ friends and classmates, they make a point to tell them this. it’s one thing for navi to tell someone that her parents won’t mind if they want to hold an impromptu study session at her place, but it’s another thing for amelia to properly introduce herself to these kids and let them know that if they need anything they are always welcome.
some kids will appreciate the sentiment, but never take them up on this. of course navi involves herself with the raira trio and to some extent izaya, and kaede and claire in various gangs…