Good things come to those who lie in wait.
Tag: hzdedit
A Nora huntress marched out of the Savage East, and voila: for her, all the deepest secrets of the earth were laid bare.
Later on, we’ll conspire
As we dream by the fire
To face unafraid
The plans that we’ve made
Walking in a winter wonderland
“In you, all things are possible.”
Currently reading Second Dawn by @writerlyonao3 and enjoying the mother-daughter feels! Took some pics of Aloy and Lis together in honour of this fic. 🙂
Horizon NPCs: watercolour portraits, Part II (Carja)
More love for all the beautiful, fascinating characters in this game!
From top to bottom: Avad, Vanasha, Talanah, Marad, Janeva, Uthid, and Nil.
Edited using the Portra app.
Horizon NPCs: watercolour portraits, Part I (Non-Carja)
Gotta show some love for all the beautiful, fascinating characters in this game!
Edited using the Portra app.
From top to bottom: Rost, Sylens, Varl, Petra, Erend, Sona, Brin, Teb, and Nakoa.
“Varl, he… made an impression. He has some mother issues, but… I like him.”
So in my opinion: Aloy doesn’t flirt with anyone in the game, doesn’t clearly express romantic interest in anyone. But as much as I’m NILOY FOREVER, I think Varl is probably the #1 person she’s most interested in getting closer to. Not just the dialogue line above when she’s visiting Rost’s grave – notice that Varl is the only friend she tells Rost about – but also that she invites him into All-Mother Mountain, which seems like a huge deal.
Again, I’m not saying I ship it (not that I don’t ship it! I love all the ships!), and I’m not saying that I think Aloy has a thing for Varl. I just find their interactions interesting.
“The last humans, we went out not with a whimper, but… a whisper. You know, in caves, ending like we started: huddled around a flickering glow.
The heads of state, Fortune 5s, the leaders and lottery winners and life cults, all of them buried in their little shelters… Some believing they’ll live it out, some way, somehow… Or Elysium, or us here at GAIA Prime, no different. A multitude of tiny societies taking hold, flaring, and dying.
Some will be beautiful, some horrific. And none of them matter.
Short-term civilizations. One last gasp…
One last gasp before the long-held breath.”
“My humble heart may be blackened with the clotted blood of all the enemies I’ve slain… but for what it’s worth, it belongs to you. Forever.”
Made my way back to Nil again and got some snaps of him and Aloy looking sad as they face off. *sob*
Suntress took a deep breath and raised her chin, then crushed all his hopes under her sandaled foot. “I won’t fight you. That’s my decision. You can respect it or try to shoot me in the back as I go,” she said firmly, and there was a fierce determination in her face.
Nil stared at her, dumbfounded. How cruel she was, to turn his own fighting style against him! Suntress knew he would never shoot her in the back. There was no honour in that.
They stared at each other for a long, tense moment, then finally Nil bowed his head. “Then it’s over. Your last arrow is the cruelest.” He raised his eyes to her face once more. “It’s true I offered you the choice, but my heart is broken.”
Suntress’s fierce expression softened, and suddenly her eyes shone more brightly in the fading light of day. “Goodbye, Nil,” she said. Then without another word she was running away.
The Sharper Edge of Love: Romance, Sex, and Fanfic 