#( c: aeris )

[chascwilliams]

closed: @aeris-flores

"Alright," the man holds out a drink to the other. "This whole night is about having fun and getting to know each other better so why don't we make this interesting? We already agreed on an Uber so... If you think you can handle your liquor." He teases.

[nieloxychen]

im curious about peoples choices for the dream guardian!

like, the emperor says he chose a form he thought the pc would trust. but where did that info come from? was it just assumptions on the emperors part, or did he have some amount of access to the pcs mind/memories already that allowed him to make a more informed decision?

for my 3 pcs i went in different directions:

marigold, my main tav, got a dream guardian that was simply presented in a way they would be more likely to trust. the emperor only got access to vague vibes which is lucky for him, because if he had tried to remind marigold of someone specific they would have immediatly clocked it. so the dream guardian presented as a friendly and warm figure, desperate for help. they approach the dream guardian and later the emperor with good will, but have no problem adjusting their stance on him based on what they learn later.

for aeris, my side tav, the emperor had a certain amount of access to their memories, but not enough context to make an informed decision. so the dream guaridan ended up resembling an authority figure from aeris past that was a mother-figure for them. however the emperor did not know that it was not a positive relationship and aeris is already a suspicious and cynical person. so rather than be endearing to aeris, they immediatly mistrusted the dream guardian. the emperor had no chance with them.

my durge, enlian, got a tough deal. the emperor had full access to his memories and deliberately sought out people he loved. those ended up being people from his childhood before bhaal interfered. his dream guardian ended up being a carbon copy of his adoptive mother (who he did not conciously remember at this point) and enlian immediatly trusted the dream guardian despite his hesitations at the advice he recieved... the emperor however immediatly lost all trust when enlian learned of the deception.

[priyaxdesai]

closed - @aeris-flores

Priya hadn't expected the text the day before that Aeris had gotten a hotel room for the night, but given their constant back and forth and talks of a next time, she realized she shouldn't have been all that surprised. So she packed a little overnight bag and got her makeup and dress for the night ready and headed to the hotel a couple hours earlier to get ready there with him.

Happily commandeering the bathroom, Priya came out some time later, her hair picked up and makeup mostly done (she just needed lipstick) as she walked out, clearing her throat to get his attention. "Well?" she asked, raising a brow and smirking as she motioned down to herself, wanting his opinion on her dress before she turned slightly for him to see the back. "Think you can tie me up?"

[fireflyflits]

[blackjackkent]

Karlach - "That's a very stupid idea."

Jaheira - "I don't feel so good."

Wyll - "Why did you do that?"

With or without their usual pairings, as you choose. Pair them up with whoever you feel like :)

(Five-Word Sentences prompts)

Jaheira - "I don't feel so good."

Slowly getting caught up on all my inbox stuff. :D TY as always. I will pick the Jaheira one again, but we're gonna mix things up a bit. >:)

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"Mmph." Jaheira squirms slightly. Her head and eyelids feel heavy and for a long, numb moment, she does not know exactly where she is. There's a hard stone floor beneath her, pressing against the back of her head. The distant sound of voices. Someone kneeling next to her head, a hand on her shoulder.

"Kh...Khalid?" she mumbles. Her tongue feels thick in her mouth; his name comes slowly to her lips. But she can feel him nearby, the immensely comforting presence. And she fills with dizzy joy, because it has been so long, although she cannot quite remember why. "My love..."

"No, Jaheira." The voice is jarring, dissonant -- too deep, too sharp, a harsh roll on the 'r' of her name. "Wake up."

The fog fades, washed aside by a rolling wave of painful reality. Her eyes snap open and she moans as she begins to register the shattered state of her body. Nearly every inch of her skin is burned, and to judge by the sharper knifeblade of pain stabbing through the staticky haze of baseline agony, her left leg is broken.

Minsc is crouched over her, his eyes unusually wide with deep alarm - but he relaxes slightly as he sees her eyes open. "Ah, good," he says; it's an attempt at his usual blithe cheer but it falls somewhat flat. A muscle twitches with strain in his temple. "Minsc tried his best with the scroll, but the wizards use such terribly long words..." He swallows, squares his shoulders. "But you live. So all is well.”

A spent scroll of revivification falls from his fingertips as he returns his hands to the hilt of his greatsword. Jaheira stares at the paper, hypnotized by its slow and unsteady flutter onto the stone. Her brain shies away from the implications of its muted gold letters with the magic all drained out of them.

“What happened?” she asks weakly. 

“Raphael,” Minsc says, with an unusual note of venom. He stands up, taking a guard position over her fallen body, his eyes flicking rapidly around the room. She follows his gaze, slowly registering the high marble walls, the shattered soul columns and cracked tiles. “Cursed be his name forever. Minsc would like to spend another scroll and draw him back from death, that Minsc might kill him again for what he has done to Jaheira.” 

“He is dead, then?” Jaheira whispers. Memory trickles in, bit by bit. She remembers it now - the devil’s explosive transformation and the hellfire that surrounded it, licking out, blasting her backwards, surrounding her, consuming her…

Minsc makes an affirmative grunt. “Minsc saw the blood pour from his chest,” he mutters. “Karlach struck the final blow, but Minsc’s heart was in it too…” 

“Good,” she says vaguely. Her head lolls to the side, her eyes drifting half-closed again. “I do not feel… so good…” she mumbles. Oblivion beckons again at the corners of her thoughts; it would be so easy to slip back under, away from the pain. She can still feel Khalid so near her, as if she could turn her head just a little further and see him watching her with his quiet smile and bright gaze…

“Jaheira!”

“What?” she mumbles irritably, squeezing her eyes fully shut against the grating rumble of Minsc’s voice. “Be damned to you, ranger… it hurts…”

“Do not go to sleep,” he says sharply. “The others have gone to speak to Hope. When they return, we will bring you back to camp, so that Shadowheart may tend to your wounds. Then you may rest, and not before.”

“Do not give me orders, Minsc. I will sleep if I… if I please…” Her voice is slurred with pain.

“Minsc will set Boo upon you to hold your eyelids open, should it be needed.” There’s the faintest touch of humor in Minsc’s voice, though it is still underlaid with strained worry.

Jaheira laughs just a little, in spite of herself, and the motion sends a bolt of pain through her whole body; the sound morphs rapidly into a groan. “Nngh… howling hells…” she says with a pained grimace, forcing her eyes open again obediently. “All right. All right, I am… awake…”

As it should be. There is too much yet to do. Always too much yet to do…

“Are you hurt, Minsc?” she asks.

“It matters not,” he answers quietly.

“Minsc--”

“It matters not,” he snaps, and the ferocity of the words startles her. “Minsc will rest when you are safe. His aches are greatest at the heart, where no healer can reach.” A pause. “You are no wychlaran, you have told me so. Minsc knows this; he has listened well, Jaheira. But wychlaran or not, the pain was still the same to watch you fall.”

A long, long pause. “Minsc has watched too many fall…” he adds in an undertone, almost too low to hear.

She frowns. For once, she does not have the heart to try to push his loyalty away. There is something comforting, after all, in the guard-dog posture he holds, standing over her with his sword in both hands. Boo sits on his shoulder, watching the door of the room intently.

Her oldest friend… She feels a sudden bleak gratitude towards those nameless ambushers who turned Minsc to stone all those years ago. In their attack, they gave her a gift, that his friendship is not lost to her in these dark hours, as so many others have been.

“Thank you, Minsc,” she says quietly. “Do not fear. You have done well. And I will stay awake…”

He relaxes visibly, his habitual smile already tugging at his features, indomitable again with this reassurance. “Good. That is good to hear.”

[lovewritteninthestrands]

fight storyboards (flash warning)

[sagexwilliams]

"Whoa! Someone peed in your corn flakes this morning? You don't know a thing about me, dude. All I said was that it looked weird with you standing there staring at a rock like you're trying to communicate to it telepathically or some crap. All I asked was if you could get the same from a Google search. Besides, wouldn't a good artist be able to get inspo from just a picture anyway?" Sage really didn't get the whole artsy thing. She never had the eye for it and she couldn't even draw a decent stick figure. She was an athlete and that's where all her skills and talents lie.

"Didn't mean to offend you, Mr. Artiste." She held her hands up in mock surrender. "I have a friend who likes these things so I was gonna find something here to get her as a gift for her birthday."

@aeris-flores

Aeris stares at her for a long stretch of silence in challenge, then he decides she's not worth the argument. He just scoffs and places the stone down, muttering, "Someone's not an artist. Ever think I can just get a few ideas with a couple of quick looks and move on?" Which had been his intention to start. "You're really judgmental about what someone's spending in this shop for someone who is also in here."

@sagexwilliams

[stabbyfoxandrew]

Hey Aerie! I have some questions for your OCs. Is it playing in 2008? Does Elliot have contact to his twin or is his twin an asshole too? How did Rayne's relationship end?? Is his dislike of long blond hair because of his ex? How is Elliott's and Rayne's dynamic? Like how do they act with each other? How do they act in the beginning?

Those are a lot of questions, oopsi

I'm very excited you shared them with us!! Thank you! 🤟🏼🧡

Oh my god someone asked about my guys!!! TWT I'm putting it under the cut because I lost my mind and blacked out and wrote a whole giant response. You don't have to read the whole thing. :')

Okay, yes! The story is set in 2008. Elliot's twin is the person who outed him to their parents. :( The ultimate betrayal by the person he was closest to.

Something bad happens and Rayne's maker (named Laurent and who I will hopefully make an OC Profile for later) sort of… goes very insane and does a lot of terrible things to Rayne. (For instance, cheating on him and gaslighting him and locking him in a coffin.) And Rayne finally decides to leave- while he can. TwT

Also yes! Laurent had long blond hair that reached the middle of his back. Every time Rayne sees hair like that, his heart skips a beat and he turns to go in the opposite direction. Just in case it's him.

Rayne and Elliot! (One hundred heart emojis.)

Well, they're both really awkward at first. Elliot thinks he's stumbled across some sort of homicidal madman in the woods and Rayne is like "No, no, no. I promise. I would never hurt anybody!" And when Elliot clearly doesn't believe that, he ends up blurting out, "I'm a vampire." And he shows Elliot his fangs, which Elliot immediately tries to poke because he's a silly idiot.

But yeah! Rayne hasn't really talked to another person in a long time and Elliot has been basically living in hell since he got to England. During the fight he had with his roommate, he ended up getting locked out of their place. So Rayne awkwardly is like "You could… stay with me tonight?"

Because he's dumb and also because he can't just let this human go and tell everyone he knows he just saw a vampire in the woods! But he doesn't want to hurt Elliot. He just wants him to not blab his secret. But yeah. Elliot is also stupid and agrees. So they go to Rayne's apartment and hang out for the weekend. And Rayne sort of tries to prove that he wouldn't hurt anyone, but Elliot believed him immediately. (Because Rayne is pretty and Elliot is a dumb gay idiot.) But yeah. They become friends over the weekend.

And neither of them wants Elliot to go back to his dorm. But he has to. And then they're both sad and miss each other.

Like instead of Insta-Love, it's Insta-Friendship because they have a lot in common despite being two decades apart. (They both like the same movies and books and music and food.) After a few weeks, Rayne ends up asking Elliot to live with him because he misses him so much. He is starved for attention and social interaction. And Elliot's roommate is actually terrible. So it's a two birds/ one stone situation! And they become roommates who hang out all the time. Then it becomes Romantic a while later! :D

They both like each other a lot, but Elliot was in a shit relationship a couple years ago. And Rayne is still traumatized from his past. So they're both sort of dance around it until one night when their mutual attraction is revealed and they're both like "WHAT? We could've been kissing this whole time?"

Thank you so much for asking me questions about them. I would kill or die for you, Cody. TWT <3<3<3<3<3<3

[dreamsclocks]

I remember I had one idea they c!Alyssa was still alive, but something /happened/ to her. Maybe a sleeping beauty type of situation? Or Dreamons or something? And only a few of the OG!8 actually knew and knew where she was/is being kept

c!alyssa as the literal beating heart of the server kept in an end city or smthn .. that’s another reason c!dream wants to protect the server. ouch my heart

[chascwilliams]

chase 📱aeris

Chase: What are you doing this Saturday? @aeris-flores

[twilightdomain]

the quickest lil party arts i managed to get out tonight !!

i know aeris is @sylvaridreams and dutch is @little-leaf-man , but i didn't catch io's url! lmk if you see this

[priyaxdesai]

closed - @aeris-flores

where - sharky's

Priya's drink was long-since drank as she moved through the room, just sipping on the melted ice through the little cocktail straw in her cup as she moved, enjoying the eyed on her for her own costume. There was a slight flush to her skin from dancing, and she was having a good time, but now was time for just some people watching and appreciating all the costumes (after all, she did have some votes to cast before the end of the night).

She was about to head up to the bar then for another drink before heading back to the dancefloor when she caught a familiar face in the crowd and a smile immediately pulled onto her lips. Her night last weekend with Aeris was...definitely something. It'd been thrilling, made her feel like she'd gotten a piece of herself back that'd long since been stolen from her. The freeness and the fun of hooking up in a public space, the desperation and just...wanting someone so badly the backseat of the car would suffice. It was a high she hadn't felt in years. Not to mention everything with him felt electric even before they'd had sex, so Priya would be lying if she said he hadn't been on her mind the last few days.

Walking up to him then, she cleared her throat gently to get his attention. "Can I still finagle a free drink out of you even after I've put out?"

[fireflyflits]

Doodles

[esmaxdemirci]

who: @aeris-flores where: the reef

"Excuse me," Esma said confidently as she approached the male, a sly grin appearing upon her face. "The fuck aren't you drinking at my bar?" She teased, placing her phone and her keys upon the bar before gesturing to one of the bartenders for a rum and coke. They hadn't spoken since they last saw each other but that was nothing new for Esma and she figured it wasn't for him either. "Our staff members are hotter." She gave him a playful glare as she jumped upon the barstool. "You must have telepathically known I was gonna be here instead."

[priyaxdesai]

A small part of her wondered if she should do this, just follow a stranger around a bar. But a bigger part of her was in the fuck it headspace. It was the headspace she'd lived in for years prior to her life being forced to go a different way than what she'd wanted, so it was one she was determined to let take the reins for the time being. She owed it to herself. So Priya easily wove through the crowd with him, moving through the throngs of people until Aeris gets them into a spot that's a lot less crowded and she at least feels like she can finally breathe.

Priya easily leans back against the wall, eyes up on him all the while, and when he starts to speak again she lets out a laugh, "That does about cover it, yeah." She agreed with a little smirk before she heard his next question and she rose a brow at him, humming. "My plans?" She asked, genuinely thinking about it for a moment before she shrugged. "I think for the first time in a long time...I have absolutely no idea." She laughed again, but it was true. All her power and autonomy had been stripped from her for so long, that now that she could do whatever she wanted...she just wanted to be. "Right now, what I want to do is have a few more drinks. Maybe dance some...definitely keep your attention all for myself for as long as I can.."

Priya shifted a bit more into his space as she spoke, keeping her eyes up on him all the while. "And you? What do you want to do?"

And lead the way Aeris does, away from the bar where endless patrons hover about as the night goes on, the desire to all reach a happy level of drunk urging them on. He's nowhere near that save for the tickle of a buzz softening the edges of his vision and easing the tension out of his shoulders, but Aeris can have fun without it. Assuming he and Priya are hitting it off well enough, they might be headed in the direction of the sort of fun he prefers.

So lead the way he does, satisified in the ego stroke provided by how quickly she obliges. Aeris can appreciate that while he guides them far from the bar, along the sidelines of the dance floor, and to a spot more secluded where the music can still be heard but people aren't bumping them with their elbows as they walk by.

"That's better." Not so much so they're hidden - God no, Aeris does not want to creep her the fuck out.

"Where were we? Cotillion classes, your lack of company — talking, dancing, something else. What are your plans? What do you want to do?"

[llitchilitchi]

im so sorry but i really hate the fanfic trope where it's not just the characters on the dsmp and instead theyre like actually countries with other citizens

i think it can be written really interestingly and also be done well (ive seen it before) but most ppl just use it to call cdream a tyrant and lmanburg "fighting against injustice" ;-;

i feel like there was one fic everyone mustve copied from where lmanburg was a small faction on the edge of the "esempi" that dream didnt care about and kept on getting not enough supplies and it sucked to live there until wilbur soot decided to fight for independence since dream didnt care about them anyway and then dream sends in his army to fight them

this is such a specific trope but ive seen it so many times heh??

(sorry for the long post)

okay but this is such a good take. this trope could be utilized Really Well and I believe Wilbur said that he liked the idea of DSMP having more "citizens" and a lot of dsmpsonas were created on that basis (which: can we bring back the dsmpsona trend? it was so fun) and it could be utilized in really interesting ways in soooo many fics

alas, it's only used in the anti c!Dream propaganda