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There is a small but important scene right at the end of eldest, where Angela has just come back from poisoning the army and Eragon and Orik spot her and go to ask her what’s going on. The important bit happens here, Nasuada shows up to tell Eragon and Orik that yes Angela was acting under her orders, and after a brief chat, tells Eragon that she has chosen him as her successor as the leader of the Varden. It’s a big deal for both of them. But the detail I love in this scene is that Nasuada shows up guarded by 4 Urgals, including Nar Gharzvog, who had only joined the varden a few hours before, which most of the varden are angry about. While I think the text says that she’s dressed for battle a few pages earlier, whenever I picture Nasuada I always see her in a luxurious dress, and the picture in my mind of Nasuada stood calm and composed, looking incredibly beautiful, surrounded by a squad of urgals under the dim moonlight is one I have thought about for years. I’m still learning to draw, it’ll be years before I can replicate the image in my head, but this one scene speaks to Nasuada’s character so well, and I can’t wait for the day I can finally replicate it.

Fuck this

Fuck you

Unwerewolfs your apocalypse.

They heard a noise in the middle of the night

“The old magic persists thanks to it’s unfathomable power.”

No, the old magic persists because the new magic can’t run the legacy spells I need to do my job, and keeps trying to install spirits I don’t want or need onto my orb.

a very famous headcannon in the fandom about dwarf culture, whose braids have meaning (including courting), but Bilbo doesn't know it

btw, I'm still traveling and working so I took a break from my modern au, but I did it so at least I wouldn't end up not posting anything

The company, silly edition

At the culmination of their magical career, each wizard is told to look deep into their heart and develop a personal spell, a spell only they know that truly reflects who they are on the inside, all their virtues and vices incarnate as magic.

It's always Fireball. The wizard schools live in fear of their apprentices figuring it out.

I'm too much of a sucker for the tragedy of Wicked's ending to take any of this seriously, but the funniest possible fix-it concept is that Glinda just. Does not know. How the fuck. To send this 12yo back to Kansas. Like why the hell would she know how to do that?? Who thought it was a good idea to leave her in charge of this???

And from Dorothy's POV, this is such a funny concept: imagine for a minute that you (a child) wake up in a Fairy-Land, become best friends with a (possibly mentally unstable?) talking scarecrow, and are told by the god-kind that you must go murder his political rival before he'll send go home. Fine. This might as well happen.

And when you return from said murder - which is somehow successful - it turns out the god-king is a fraud and cannot help you. Whoops. Well, how about the OTHER seemingly most powerful person in the country? Ah, no....it turn out she had pretty limited powers in the magic department. And they're mostly bubble-related.

So she takes you (by bubble) to a tiny seaside town on the edge of the map to seek the help of her most powerful friends….the woman you just murdered and your scarecrow best friend who was an accomplice to that murder. And apparently, they’ve all three been dating since undergrad.

I mean, what do you even do with that.