#SO GLAD YOU LIKED GOBLIN :D

[fuzybby]

Fatuous

A Gale Dekarios x gn!reader (with a vag)

Synopsis: You are quite the clutz aren't you? And Gale is in love with making you feel small.

CW: "mean" dom!Gale, the smallest bit of choking, p in v, p eating and d sucking, hair pulling, creampie, dumbification, Gale is kinda mean but he's hot so, I use the term cunt a lot, lmk if I missed any:)

The day seemed to stretch on far longer than any other day. The moment my companions and I started our adventure today, everything seemed to fall out of place for me. I managed to set off every trap, failed at persuading every goblin, and not to mention Gale has been on my ass all day. Using big words like fatuous and doltish. Later I learned these words are just other terms for stupid, but anytime he used them it seemed directed at me. Telling me that my attempt to pick the lock was doltish. Telling me that I was so fatuous for not seeing the trip wire. And as much as I hated being insulted by the man, it made my cheeks flush. Did I understand the words he was saying to me? No. Did it manage to still make my panties wet? Absolutely.

Finally, after so long of walking and falling behind because of how sore my feet were, everyone decided to create camp just as the sun was setting. I decided to take a bath in the lake not that far from camp, to which Astarion made a snarky comment that I should make sure not to trip and die on the way there. It took every urge to not smack him upside the head as I grabbed my extra clothes and walked off into the trees.

The lake was cold, but after sweating in my armour all day, I didn't mind. I stripped completely naked as I stepped in, walking up until the water was up to my waist so I could still soak in the few remaining rays of sunlight on my upper body. The area was quiet, only the sounds of chirping birds and animals scurrying in the grass keeping me company. I rubbed water over my arms and hugged myself, letting out a deep and shaky sigh as I replayed the day's events in my mind.

The sound of a twig snapping snaps me out of my daze, and I quickly look behind me to see Gale leaning against a tree. His eyes rake up and down my body that's above water, and I hug myself deeper to suppress the sudden chill that went down my spine.

"Glad to see you didn't slip and perish on your way here," Gale says, he smirks as he sees my confused face.

"Can you talk normally for once?" I groan, turning back around so I no longer see him. Hoping that if I don't look at him he'll go away.

"It's not my fault you're too dumb to understand my words." He calls, moving closer and closer to the water. Never entering it. He's close enough now I can smell him, the way his clothes smell of books and dust, does it do it to remind him of home? That's almost...sweet of him.

"Can you leave me alone? You're not making my day any better." My voice is shaky, the cold from the water finally catching up to me. I shiver slightly, but I hold myself tighter.

"But I could." He smirks, I can hear his clothes shuffling, most likely disrobing so he can enter the water.

My breath catches in my throat. I bite my lip and turn around to look at him once again. His shirt is off, and the tattoo from the orb in his chest glows beautifully against the barely-there sun. I look down to see his hands on his trouser ties, almost as if he's silently asking if it's okay for him to fully disrobe. I nod my head slowly, giving consent that I do want this. As much as his intelligence makes me want to smack him, I can't stand here and lie that I don't want this, that I don't want him.

His hands move quickly to take off his trousers, pulling off his boots and underwear as he finally steps into the water. My eyes drop down to his soft cock, the veins so barely visible, but then his waist hits the water and I can no longer see it. He comes up to stand right beside me, and I look up to meet his eyes.

"Do you want this? Because I will warn you, I have no intention of being nice." Gale states, his fingers trace across my arm so lightly, I could have said it was the wind that made the contact if it wasn't for the fact I could see his hand.

"I want this." I nod my head, I move one hand off my arm and trace a finger across his tattoo. "Please."

He seems to make a noise close to a growl, or maybe a snarl. Either way, he takes both his hands to grab my face and pull me to his own. He kisses me roughly, the kind of kiss where your noses squish against one another. I hold onto his shoulders in hopes of grounding myself, moaning into his mouth as he pushes his tongue inside. It's not a fight for dominance as he kisses me, I willingly submit to him. But before long, he pulls me away and starts taking steps back out of the water, and I follow him without a second thought.

"Get on your knees." He commands the moment we're out of the water, and I do exactly as he asks. "Do you want to suck this cock?" He asks me, and I nod. His dick is finally hard now, and I enjoy the way it twitches in the cool air. He already drips with pre-cum, it falls down the underside of his cock and drips to the ground.

I nod my head in answer, but Gale doesn't seem to like that. He roughly grabs my hair, letting it go slightly once he sees my face wince from the pain. "Are you too stupid to answer? Speak."

"I want to suck your cock." I answer with words this time, and he smirks. His face is so beautiful from this angle, hair falling over his face slightly as he looks me up and down.

"Go ahead then, be good for me and take it into your mouth." He says, and I keep my eyes on him as I lick a long stripe from the base of his cock to the tip from the underside. His mouth falls open only slightly in a silent moan, his eyebrows scrunch together as his hold on my hair tightens. He doesn't force my head to do anything, he lets me set my own pace once I take his cock into my mouth fully. I try to keep eye contact the whole time, but the moment his dick hits the back of my throat I close my eyes. I hollow my cheeks as I get his length wet with my saliva, enjoying the taste of his salty pre-cum.

My jaw aches from how big he is, and I place my hands on his hips so I can steady myself. His moans start growing louder and louder as he gets to his release, and I prepare myself mentally to swallow his cum. Right as I start to feel his dick twitch, he pulls me off his cock. A line of saliva connects from his tip to my lips, his breathing is ragged as he calms himself down.

"I want to fuck you from behind." He says. it's not a suggestion, and the moment he let go of my hair I moved to my hands and knees facing away from him. I can feel him kneel behind me, his hands grabbing my waist and my ass. It's almost loving the way he grabs me, the way his hands move up to my breasts to play and toy with my nipples. He pinches and squeezes the flesh and I cry out at the feeling, but his hands quickly move back to grab at my ass.

"Your fucking ass is beautiful." He states breathlessly. He moves down slightly to press a gentle kiss to each cheek, before quickly smacking each place he kissed with a rough hand. I moan and grab at the dirt on the ground, my chest moves to lay against the forest floor as my ass stays high in the air.

His hands continue to rub and grope my behind, his thumbs move to my folds to spread me open, and my cunt contracts against nothing as he laughs mockingly at me. "What a pretty pussy." He whispers and moves to drag his tongue across my cunt. I gasp out his name, my legs shake from just one lick from his tongue.

"So they do speak. I had thought I had already fucked you dumb from your lack of words, I mean- dumber than you already are." Gale purrs, shoving his face back into my heat. I cry out as he ravishes me, the feeling of his tongue circling over my clit and then moving to tease my opening makes my eyes roll back. He gently takes my clit in between his teeth, and then licks it again almost as if to say "Sorry for biting you."

He eats me out like he was a starving man, his grip on my ass never relents. The feeling of my climax now dangling in front of me, tempting me to grab it. One more flick of his tongue on my clit and I come undone, crying out a serious of "please"s and his name. He doesn't stop sucking on my clit until I take a hand and try to shove his face away from me.

He sits back up and takes a hand to push my body down on the ground so I'm lying fully on my stomach. I'm still trying to take big deep breaths as he slides his length into me with one swift movement. He plants his hands next to my head and I grab his wrists. Tears roll down my face as he starts fucking into me slowly, overstimulation and the stretch of his cock making my mouth fall open in a silent scream.

Gale's position changes slightly, he moves his one arm to wrap around my neck so I'm locked in a headlock with his one arm. His thrusts never falter, if anything they seem to get faster. "Gods above your fucking tight." Gale moans. His one hand that's still planted by my head moves as well to grab my hand. Holding it in his own in a strangely affectionate manner.

"You feel s'good." I slurred my words, my one free hand that was not being held by his grasp and scratched at Gale's arm around my neck.

"You so pathetic like this," Gale smirks, he moves his head right next to mine so he can whisper in my ear. His hair falls over his face as he thrusts into me, his beard tickles the side of my face as he presses little kisses against my skin.

He pounds into me now, his cock hitting my g-spot every time he re-enters me. "Gale- I-I'm gonna cum-" I moan as my legs shake against his. I cry out once more, my body convulsing as wave after wave of ecstasy runs through my body. Gale moans along with me, his head moves so he can bite my shoulder to muffle his noises as he finally spills himself inside me. His thrusts don't stop until his legs shake, only then does he fully stop and press himself against me. I tap his arm still around my neck to signal him to get off, to which he quickly apologizes and moves off of me.

We both whine once he slips out, and he moves his hands to my folds once more to spread me open and watch his cum slip out of my cunt.

"Was I too much?" He asks, still watching my hole contract around the cum that oozes from me.

"No, I liked it," I say breathlessly, turning my head to look at him. his hair on his forehead and neck stuck to his skin from sweat, his beard still slightly stained from my essence. When he notices me looking at him, he smirks and presses a kiss on my lower back.

"Good, because this will be a regular thing."

[goblin-the-clown]

pokes you. may i hear about katia? :333

AHHH YAY!! I'm so glad you asked about her she's my fav :D

Yapping under the cut

These are all the drawings I have of her (some of them are really old and I might change her design a bit if I ever draw her again but whatever)

I don't have a name for the story all my OC's are from but it's set in England some time in the 80s in an alternate universe with these Gods. Katia is one of the three god's (this is her human form, her God form is invisible to the human eye but she can transform into all kinds of weird creatures)

So there are three gods, the creator, the mother and the destroyer. Katia is the third God (the destroyer) and her job is to destroy the earth when the time comes. She was also given the power of chaos so if anything ever goes drastically downhill on earth she can do a kinda Noah's arch type situation and they can start again. However, since she's the youngest God, she's incredibly immature and gets bored of barely being able to use her powers very quickly. So what does she do? She goes down to earth as a human and decides to mess with a bunch of people, ruining their lives for fun.

So how the human forms work is that a human is sacrificed to become the vessel for a God (this happened like ages ago in ancient times). So basically she's puppeteering the dead body of some random girl from ancient times around. In her God form, her main state is invisible to humans but she can transform into all kinds of eldritch monsters and beings, she just can't transform into anything that lives on earth unless she's using a dead vessel. So she could become a deer or something if she wanted to.

As for the other God's, I won't go into too much detail about them because this is about Katia, but they're called Filippa and Xanthi. Filippa is the creator and has been in a coma like state since she first created the earth and Xanthi is the mother who is supposed to take care of the earth but he treats it more like entertainment and lets Katia do whatever she wants. They're all sisters and Filippa created Xanthi and Katia.

Anyway, there are two main ways she tortures humans. 1. She shows them weird god stuff that humans can't usually see and watches as they go insane 2. She recruits desperate, vulnerable people into a life of addiction, crime and violence and basically ruins their lives. All the other main characters are her victims, I'll give a very brief summary of them.

Milly was roommates with Katia for a while and developed a very unhealthy, one sided crush on her (something something she was a closeted lesbian and Katia was the first girl she'd ever been super close with). I don't have a lot about Alfie but he's punk and he has a very strong gambling addiction, him and Milly became roommates after Milly moved out. Yuto is the main character, he's a middle aged man who's ten year old daughter was murdered some time ago and he's been feeling lost ever since, when he met Katia he decided she was super cool and started acting and dressing like her. Jordan is a homeless lesbian who actually wasn't recruited into an unhealthy lifestyle by Katia but rather Yuto, her and Milly are yuri. Anyway yeah there are other characters as well but they're not directly related to Katia so I'll leave them out.

Personality wise, Katia is very energetic and outgoing, thus why a lot of people are drawn to her and tend to trust her. She speaks and dresses in a very eccentric way and she is very much inspired by Midori from yttd because of course I have to include her in some way. Besides torturing random people, her hobbies include: Making her own clothes, spending an insane amount of time doing her hair and makeup, listening to music, playing drums, doodling and beating little kids in arcade games. She is very silly and evil i love her <333

Also! Here's a very short story I wrote with my OC's (featuring Katia) a few days ago. It's the only thing I've written for them so far but I do plan on writing more, I'm just mainly caught up with doing stuff for my danganronpa rewrite atm.

Anyway I hope you enjoyed this yap session lol

[hogwartslegacyreactions2]

Hii I just thought of this so no plan just fun, what are the professor's reactions to meeting MC for the first time and seeing a dog with them, somehow by some (alot) of luck survived the dragon attack and the first goblin attack in the bank.

Low key just an excuse to show off my brat girl who gets anxious like me so she's my best friend and I couldn't imagine going away for school from her lol

A/N: you have such a pretty doggo ❤️ I think I'll base her off of D&D familiars

HL PROFESSORS REACT TO MC'S FAMILIAR

The dog that followed MC around everywhere they went was more than just an ordinary pet, she's MC's familiar. This means she's sentient with human-like intelligence (and stubbornness), she could disappear and reappear on command (or at will), they had a special telepathic connection, they could sense each other's emotional state, and MC could see through her eyes at will.

ELEAZAR FIG: He loves her! He bent over backwards convincing the headmaster and deputy headmistress to allow MC to have their familiar around school. He also talks to her as if she'd talk back to him, even though she is strictly connected to MC.

MATILDA WEASLEY: She's very unsure. Familiars are beasts not of this world and can be unpredictable. She's only convinced by Fig getting MC to swear that their familiar will disappear during classes and not to tell anyone else what the dog really is. Now, if they cause trouble of any kind, MC is on thin ice.

CHIYO KOGAWA: She's a little surprised a dog was allowed at Hogwarts, but she doesn't care much. Thinks the dog's cute.

AESOP SHARP: He doesn't allow any pets in his classroom for obvious reasons, but if he sees the dog while out and about, he'll toss her a dried piece of toad meat. He had a dog once upon a time, so he's a bit nostalgic.

ABRAHAM RONEN: He losses his mind every time he sees her. Willing to break the "no dog in class" rule. He must love on and pet her every chance he gets. He showers her with presents; from treats to toys to hats.

MIRABEL GARLICK: She's allergic to dogs. Not too much, but her eyes water when MC's dog is near. She still gives her a pat. Every dog deserves pets.

MUDIWA ONAI: She knew what MC's dog was as soon as she saw her. She gives MC special crystals and herbs. "For meditation. Bonding with your 'dog' is very important, and these will help." She winks.

BAI HOWIN: Dogs are a fairly rare sight in the wizarding world, something is off but she can't quite put her finger on it. She's suspicious of the dog's true nature.

DINAH HECAT: She's glad to see more than just cats running around Hogwarts. Makes the day more interesting. She gives the dog a little pat when she sees her.

CUTHBERT BINNS: Doesn't even notice the dog's existence. Just keeps doing his thing.

SATYAVATI SHAH: She appreciates how well behaved the dog is. She never sees it chasing any of the school cats. Doesn't pay her any mind otherwise.

PHINEAS NIGELLUS BLACK: He's not a dog person. They're smelly, dirty, loud and obnoxiously needy. He was only convinced by Fig convincing him that the dog was necessary for MC's emotional well-being and denying them the dog "would look bad".

[ariaste]

I have been *devouring* your books at an alarming rate. They are all wonderful! Running Close to the Wind is so so funny. The cake competition is brilliant. I am now sobbing my way through Tadek & the Princess 😭 I am in awe of your ability to make goblin characters who are annoying but so loveable at the same time. I would die for Avra and Tam and their vulnerable hearts 😍 (and Kadou, Evemer, and Tadek too!)

Thank you so much!! I am so glad you like them! If you need some other folks to talk to, there is an official fandom discord server linked on my website :D

[xx-thedarklord-xx]

saw your name on the erised particpant post and i'm so excited to read what you wrote! it's like seeing authors in the wild when they do fests and stuff. can't wait

Ahh thank you! I've participated three times in Erised and unfortunately, this year will be my last time for that particular fest, but I am glad you are looking forward to it! There's another fest I participated in as well that will get revealed in the next couple weeks. If you are interested in my past fest fics, I'll link them.

-Dear Cousin, Love Regulus [Harry/Draco Big Bang 2018] As the sole Malfoy heir, Draco understood that his path was set long before his birth; who to be, how to act and what his choices should be. What he had not counted on was the power of outside influences. Letters from his deceased cousin caused him to realize that he did have choices, starting with the choice to be someone else, to be who he wanted to be. The road to self-discovery was difficult and navigating that path in the shadow of Harry Potter was its own challenge but maybe, just maybe, his friends would help him along the way. And he would owe it all to Regulus Black.

-Ardour of Karma [H/D Erised 2019] “Malfoy knows something is going on with you and unless you both want to go back to fighting and death glares, you should fix it.”

“How do I do that? Just waltz up to him and say, ‘I know I’ve been a prat but your scent makes my dick swell. How’s your day?’”

“Mind repeating that?”

The familiar drawl had Harry’s throat clamming up as his blood ran cold. Oh no.

-The Forsaken [Harry/Draco OwlPost 2019] When Draco imagined his future as a child he thought he'd be a Potion Master, get married and maybe have a kid. But the reality was he was a retired Assassin, bitten by a Vampire and mated to a reckless, idiotic, foolish ex-Auror now turned Veela—Harry Potter.

-Borrowing Courage [H/D Erised 2018] After years of being a Magical Artist and painting for other people, Draco decides it’s time to paint for himself for once. The secrets pile up as he tries to unravel the mystery of his relatives but the only thing he didn’t count on was having to go to Potter of all people for approval.

-Save a Horse, Ride a Malfoy [HP Kinkfest 2020] Riddles are woven throughout life, some never answered and many lost in frustration. Whatever riddle it was that defined what Harry and Draco had was a mess of a riddle that worked for them, despite what everyone else thought, even if there was no answer—yet. Sex was another riddle, only that was one they had solved many, many times over. 

-Still Standing [H/D Fan Fair 2019] Not many know the evil origins of a Philosopher's Stone. When Draco discovers that the Goblins found one and kept it, he'll stop at nothing to see it taken care of. Even if that means having to deal with Gringotts' very own resident twat: Harry Potter.

-Augury Forecast [HP Drizzle Fest 2018] Draco had always known that teaching at Hogwarts would be an experience, he just didn’t think that meant a flash flood in the kitchens, a windstorm in the Great Hall, or a sandstorm in the Quidditch pitch. Months of extreme weather would grate on anyone’s nerves, but to have Potter, the ever annoying Divination Professor, around every corner was even worse. So much for a quiet life at Hogwarts.

-Teach Me [HP Contest Fest 2018] "If you can’t learn Occlumency, then you can’t become an Auror.”

No. All of this couldn’t be for nothing. Harry hadn’t spent so much time proving himself, proving that he was more than just a famous name for all of this to go to shite. “This can’t be the end.”

"I have someone in mind that could teach you if you are willing, but I can't guarantee he will help, especially considering your... past." 

"You don't mean Malfoy, do you?"

-Worth Betting On [HP Joggers Fest 2018] The easy way Malfoy breezed into the arena in an unprofessional attire—grey joggers that outlined far too much, and a white dress shirt open with nothing underneath—which showed off his chest, his sweaty sweaty chest—had Harry sitting up straighter. It wasn't unusual to see Malfoy in such a state of undress, it was a signature move that he refused to change.  

Not that Harry wanted him to change. 

 Or the one where Draco is a professional Duelist, and Harry can't stay away from the matches.

[danco110]

“Are you excited to meet your…well, maybe not idol, but-”

“No, idol is right!”

The robed mage bounced eagerly on her heels while standing before the large double doors. The goblin guard standing guard bit back a laugh as he reached out and opened the door on his side for her.

“So, no bad blood there? No offense, but this newcomer did kinda…show up all of you in the old guard.”

“I’m positive. As you say, Desdemona is a prodigy! So young, yet so adept with book and paper restoration spells? I’m dying to learn a thing or two from her! And you speak as if redundancy is a bad thing; two pairs of eyes studying a subject is almost always better than just one.”

“I’m…glad.” The goblin heaved a tired sigh. “I wish I could be so unconcerned about being phased out, like you.”

“Oh, I’m so sorry! I meant no offense. But yes, I suppose it’s different when it comes to physical strength, hmm?”

“Age, too. Unlike you mages, command is always looking to phase us cannon fodder out for the newer models, heh. But hey, just like with you and Desdemona, no hard feelings here, either. Now…just get in there!”

The mage fired off a playful salute before marching through the doorway, into an unimaginably large library. Books and decorative structures floated through the air, their flight patterns seemingly random save for a small area at the far end of the massive hall. There, fragments of stonework formed makeshift shelves, and spell tomes whirled onto and off of them at high speeds. At the center of it all stood the woman who seemed to be commanding the storm. She gestured, and the books obeyed.

“D…Desdemona?”

Immediately the cacophony of rumbling stone and flapping pages came to a full stop. Silence fell over the library, and the floating objects all returned to their original positions. Only then did Desdemona turn, smiling, to face the older mage.

“It’s an honor to meet you.”

[It’s always fascinating to see which cards get power crept after only a few sets, which cards will (almost certainly) never get power crept again, and everything in between!]

[lanaevyssmoved]

Baldur's Gate 3 Companion!Tav Ask List

What if your Tav was a recruitable companion, instead of the main character? (contains major spoilers for the game, and for some dark urge runs as well)

General

Where can your Tav be recruited?  Are they first encountered on the Nautiloid, or in the Nautiloid crash region?  Or are they not recruitable until a later act?

afhiri would be recruited in the crashed nautiloid near the dying mindflayer!! you'd find her looking around at the floor for her flute, they'd be rushing about back and fourth but not actually grabbing at or moving things around to see if it's under anything - just lots of staring and hoping it'll suddenly pop out, they'd also be yelling out "where are you? where did you go?!" "pspspspsp come out!!!" and other various things fdlfdkgdg yes yes there's a mindflayer about but there's more IMPORTANT THINGS .. when recruiting them you can be like "so that mindflayer over there" and afhiri will let you know they hadn't even noticed it <3

Do the other companions have special comments or reactions upon recruiting your Tav?

scene.. afhiri is still obsessively looking for her flute. its almost like u didnt just recruit them

gale: "well they're certainly.. enthusiastic. we best keep an eye on them else we may lose them... hm." accepting he's about to become a babysitter

shadowheart: "are you sure it's wise to bring them along? they'll be more of a hinderance than a help." literally does not want afhiri here

astarion: "wonderful, you've recruited an actual clown! at least we'll have some on road entertainment." completely sarcastic btw... also doesn't want afhiri here

lae'zel: "chk, if nothing else they will be decent cannon fodder in the battles to come." ALSO doesn't want afhiri here.. fuck man

wyll: "what a delight afhiri is, it's good to have someone around who can find the joy in things despite our predicament." happie :)

karlach: also looking around for the flute now. been dragged into it

Does your Tav have any comments or advice when you recruit other companions?

@ gale: "oh my god he came out of a rock!!!!!!!" eyeing him up intensely.. "A CLOWN!!!!!!!!!!" proceeds to lose her shit

@ shadowheart: "she's quite pretty, isn't she? i like her toy! i wonder if she'll let me play with it too" ^_^

@ astarion: eyes him up and down "i think i've seen him before...." never mentions this again and if u ask them about it they're like huh??

@ lae'zel: doesn't really have anything to say.. "lae'zel looks pretty cool" with a big smile :D

@ wyll: "I'M SO GLAD YOU BEFRIENDED WYLL DID YOU SEE HIM AT THE GATE DID YOU SEE HIM STAB THAT GOBLIN WITH HIS QUIPPY ONE LINER HE'S SOO COOL HE WOULD MAKE SUCH A GOOD PERFORMER I WONDER IF HE'S EVER BEEN ON STAGE BEFORE!!!" bursting at the seams

@ karlach: "it would have been a crime to kill someone so hot..." nods sagely. misses the literal irony in her statement

What sort of general actions raise or lower their approval?

in general afhiri is super easy-going and befriends people who don't even like them.. ^_^ so losing approval will be harder but that doesn't mean raising is super easy! afhiri is just very nice to people in general!

raise:

helping tieflings

helping the poor, the downtrodden and lower class

being disrespectful to authority figures!

making jokes and doing silly things (includes lying)

performing! (you gain a lil bit of approval on performing even if you're bad)

lose:

siding with the goblins (this is the largest approval hit)

hurting + killing animals

not taking new opportunities (refusing to do quests, attacking enemies before letting them talk, etc)

being a stick in the mud with a pole up ur ass!! have some fun!!

scolding her for her antics or otherwise talking down to her

you can honestly view afhiri's approval as similiar to sera from dai if you're aware of her general likes and dislikes !!!

Are there any instances where your Tav can permanently leave the party, depending on player character actions?

no, but afhiri really won't like you killing the tieflings. they don't really give a shit about the druids but heavily empathises with the tieflings and this is the literal only time you can make afhiri genuinely angry at you. it's super easy to convince afhiri to calm down and stay however, and you can even gain the lost approval again depending on how you approach her at the party!!! (manipulation goes a long way <3)

Do they have any secrets that can be revealed?  What are the prerequisites for this secret coming to light?

afhiri doesn't necessarily have secrets, but you CAN learn that the afhiri you know is essentially a persona. it requires maximum approval and very specific dialogue choices - afhiri will reveal to you that they're running from themselves and they don't plan on stopping. if you try to encourage afhiri to accept who they are and stop running, you'll take a large approval hit and afhiri will cut the conversation short and you'll take small approval hits if you ever try to bring it up again ^_^

Do they have their own personal quest that spans the course of the game?  Can it take different branching paths depending on the choices the Player Character makes?

they do but not in a typical sense.

act 1: getting afhiri a flute, once you do this you'll unlock new bardic abilities for gameplay and combat! afhiri will also be seen playing the flute in camp ^_^ you can only pursue afhiri's romance once a flute has been gotten.. other instruments don't work !

act 2: you will get a sweet scene where afhiri tells you she's written a song about you and wants to perform !! afhiri will sing and dance and play their flute for you and the song will be from a selection of pre-made ones based on various decisions made in act 1! at the end of the performance you'll be given options that allow you to continue or end the romance ^_^

act 3: you've forced afhiri to return to where she's running from :) afhiri will, if your approval is high enough, mention her family. you Cannot visit, but if you encourage afhiri to pop in to see them they will Without you. if you ask afhiri how it went they'll be super dismissive and just say it was fine with a smile, afhiri won't say more even if you press the issue. it won't be satisfying and will likely get "i wish they did more with this" "did they cut visiting her family?" "that was pretty shit"

though there is some stuff that kind of counts if you keep reading ^_^

What do they say when the Player Character asks them to stay in camp?  How about when the Player Character asks them to come adventuring again?

stay: the biggest wet eyes and pout you have ever seen. you are going to make the clown cry. their bottom lip is wobbling. oh my god. if you confirm they are indeed staying they snap out of it immediately revealing it was a manipulation and just sulks like FINE

come: THIS PROVOKES PURE JOY!!!! afhiri is bouncing and resisting grabbing you (where their hands instinctively go to grab changes if ur romancing!) biggest smile ever. gonna play their absolute best for you u will NOT regret this!!!!!

Does your Tav have any escalating conflicts with one of the other companions, like Lae’zel and Shadowheart’s knife-fight?

no but afhiri will have escalating flirts :).....

Are there any unique NPCs associated with your Tav that can show up during the course of the game?

hehe.. yeah <3 candor

candor will appear and if you agree, will join as a camp companion! (ideally they'd both be companions but that isn't what this is ABOUT) you get a scene in each act where afhiri and candor interact with each other and you can chime in with your thoughts!!

act 1: they meet again for the first time since tadpole, afhiri jumps into candors arms and they have .. a moment. that feels invasive to watch. this is a scene that makes you think afhiri is Not available for romance ^_^ afhiri asks you to allow candor to come with you!

act 2: you accidentally walk in on them talking quietly by themselves. afhiri is resting her head on candors arm and it has its hand on her leg... another moment where you think afhiri isn't actually available.. extra drama if you're romancing afhiri !! this is the moment where you can ask about them, you learn about afhiri being poly, you're given the option to end the romance if you're not comfortable.

act 3: takes place after afhiri's act 3 quest, meaning you need that approval to see this! afhiri and candor are having a heart to heart about being back in the city and about afhiri's wild magic!! this is when candor confesses to afhiri that it's been protecting afhiri from wild magic for longer than originally thought. you can chime in, side with afhiri, who is upset specifically because she believes candor could have done more, befriended her sooner, helped her with her loneliness and troubled childhood, or side with candor, who believes it wasn't its place to interfere and only chose to eventually interfere because it felt it had to for afhiri's continued survival - it wasn't required sooner because afhiri wasn't in danger despite the hard life they were living. you also have the opportunity to not get involved, either by not taking a side and seeing BOTH their points, or by walking away.

in order to see afhiri's TRUE FULL QUEST!! u need to bring candor as a camp companion :) fuck everyone who refused candor to join. especially if they did it out of possessive jealousy of afhiri!!!!!!! PUNISHMENT!!!!!!! (yeah. gamers wouldn't like me)

Are there any moments in the game that trigger unique dialogue for your character? (Like Gale’s anecdote about the barfight after you save the goblin prisoner) 

the first time you perform ^_^ so it requires you to either be a bard, get the instrument proficiency feat, or just play a random instrument you find very badly! so it's pretty missable!

no matter what, even if you're bad, afhiri gets excited and wants to play with you!! you also gain approval ^_^

Story Specific

How does your Tav advise the player character when it comes to the Dream Visitor?

afhiri has no advice :) it was just a dream man idk. did you eat something funky

How do they advise the player character on Raphael?

raphael looks like a rich snob with too much money so afhiri DOES NOT LIKE. so afhiri will, not really getting what's going on, not want you to take the deal on the fact that he looks like a prick they should rob instead

How do they react to Astarion biting the Player Character?

afhiri, not knowing or understanding what a vampire is, "did you at least ask for consent"

How do they react to the Player Character letting Abdirak whip them?

head tilt of curiousity and naivity until there's blood and you're screaming and then they're looking around like what the fu

How do they react to the Player Character taking their first tadpole power?

afhiri will think it's kinda icky but won't comment beyond that!

Will they stay with the Player Character regardless of siding with the goblins or the tieflings, or is it possible for them to leave the party permanently?

they'll stay!

What can they be found doing at the tiefling/goblin party?

performing! afhiri will be playing her flute in her idle animation ^_^

Do they have comments on who the Player Character chooses to spend the night with? 

i'm gonna say no because i highly doubt afhiri fucking noticed or fucking cares. like if you approach afhiri and you're like HEY.... DID SMTH NASTY LAST NIGHT WITH WHATS ER FACE. yeah afhiri's interested now... but in general afhiri is not shoving nose where nose is not wanted. act 1 too early for afhiri to be a prying bitch

Do they have unique dialogue if the Player Character lets them die when they steal the Blood of Lathander?

probably smth really dumb like. "well that was bright!!!! anyway hi :D"

How do they react if the PC licks the dead spider in the Gauntlet of Shar?

"did it taste good? can i lick it?" you're both dead on the ground

What do they say if the PC tries to force them to go up on stage with Dribbles the Clown?

this is the best moment of afhiri's life. feels kinda nervous because oh my god, oh my god, it's DRIBBLES!!! this is their moment. their moment to prove themselves. FINALLY! FINALLY THEY CAN SHOW DRIBBLES THEY ARE THE BEST CLOWN!!!!! afhiri is PUMPED. this moment is EVERYTHING. this is the afhiri's nightsong moment, afhiri's ritual.. you get the point

Is it possible for your Tav to be kidnapped and replaced by Orin?  How is Orin's deception revealed?  How do they react to the PC rescuing them in the Temple of Bhaal?

afhiri cannot be kidnapped because afhiri would simply dodge orin. u cannot kidnap a circus weirdo. however i could have some insane thoughts about orin ATTEMPTING it and giving up with frustration :)

How do they react to the PC either allowing Astarion to ascend or convincing him to spare the 7000 spawn?

afhiri does not grasp what this means. afhiri cannot visualise 7000 souls as 7000 living breathing people - except they're not they're uh. dead. anyway. afhiri can't do it. so will afhiri react? no. very like "huh?" and no one will take the time to explain . gale might explain later at camp. then its "huh..." and u got nothing else cuz THEY CANNOT VISUALISE IT ......

How does Tav react to the PC becoming a mind flayer?  Can they offer to become one themselves?  Does their reaction change if they’re romanced? 

afhiri would give a very chill oh that's cool!! that's pretty sick!!! ohhhhhh !!!! awesome !!!!!! type of reaction. would not offer however because afhiri don't understand what the fuck goin on thinks ur doing it just for funsies. cuz u wanna. ^_^ romance would get no other reaction beyond maybe a line about being curious how u kiss each other now and also what those tentacles do

How do they react when the Dark Urge first reveals their amnesia and murderous thoughts to them?

afhiri don't rly know what amnesia is. once u explain its very oh..... okay..... F. reaction. emotionally stunted and unavoidable gamer reaction. murderous thoughts? very haha and then what. afhiri doesn't take this Seriously.

How do they react to the Dark Urge killing Alfira?

see this will make afhiri very sad because ALFIRA BARD FRIEND. WEARING A FUNNY JESTER OUTFIT. ALFIRA :HANDSHAKE: AFHIRI!!!!!! so afhiri would be sad to find out alfira is dead but likely would not believe the durge did it because durge is friend :)

If romanced, how do they react to the Dark Urge trying to kill them in Act 2?

i basically just answered this huh. haha and then what :) its so funny how i keep saying afhiri don't take shit srsly. like afhiri would not believe ur actually gonna try and kill them. they're just vibing and think ur being a bit kinky

Romance

Is your Tav a romanceable character?  Are there any specific requirements to romancing them?

afhiri is romanceable and without the flute from her act 1 quest the romance is locked out entirely. if you enter act 2 without giving the flute, romance is locked for good!

Does your Tav need to be flirted with to start the romance, or will they approach the PC themselves if approval is high enough?

afhiri needs to be flirted with at least once for her to see you in that light. if you don't keep flirting, afhiri will approach you!

Are they a polyamorous or a monogamous option?

poly!!! if you ask afhiri to be mono it will ONLY work if you didn't recruit candor or you sought to drive a wedge between them, so they never reached a romantic point, however they will STILL be very close and intimate, otherwise afhiri will say no because candor is too important to them.

afhiri will accept poly with every single companion no questions asked ^_^

Do they have a special romance scene at the tiefling/goblin party?

afhiri does!! you approach them and they're all exhausted and tired but immensely happy and in their element because they've been playing and performing the entire party, and you talking to them is giving them a short break. if you ask, afhiri will come to you after the party when they've finished performing and everyone's going to bed!

the scene will be you and afhiri by the water. u sit down and afhiri gives u a private session thats a much more delicate and gentle song just for u . she doesnt sing its just a tune. (note: if u romance her in act 2 she will play this same tune but this time will start singing a song she wrote for u) u then talk a lil bit about the party and everything uve been thru so far. afhiri is pretty useless during it but its used as a way to show the player how disconnected afhiri is. afhiri acts as escapism for the player from the story!

Does the romance have different branching paths, or just one route to take?

it'll have just one path, but micro changes (like small dialogues) based on candor things!

How do they react to the player character breaking up with them, or choosing another character over them?

hmm.. afhiri would ultimately be very chill about it. theyd be sad about the fact you cant hold hands and cuddle at night and kiss and stuff anymore. and theyd ask if you CAN still do that stuff but as friends (offering a fwb alternative!!!!) if you say no theyll be fine but a tiny bit moopy because they had fun with you and liked being close to u. but ur not gonna get no grand statements or tears from afhiri! and would be happy for you if u found love with someone else c:

What questions can Zethino ask the PC about Tav in the Love Test? 

question one: what kind of performer has afhiri always dreamt of being?

available answers: a bard, a clown, something unique and different

something unique and different is the correct answer! no approval changes.

question two: afhiri has left their life behind on nothing but a whim, what is afhiri running from?

available answers: responsibility, their family, dribbles

dribbles is the correct answer and gains approval! if you select responsibility or their family it will also be considered correct but will gain disapproval.

question three: what does afhiri need the most?

available answers: to grow up and act like an adult, freedom, to become the best clown in the world

to become the best clown in the world and freedom are both correct. no approval changes!

If they’re poly, do they have a reaction to the PC engaging in a relationship with Halsin?

down for it. down to be a polycule. down to also date halsin. down for threesomes. down for it all!!!!!!!! afhiri a free spirit baby.

How do they react if the PC has sex with Mizora? The Emperor?  Haarlep?

GET IT!!!!! GET IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! afhiri doesn't really have any concept of like. sleeping with a devil or an incubus is like, realistically a bad idea, so its just. DAMN YOU FUCKED THAT HOT PERSON?? NIIIICEEEE!!!! high fives!!!!! with the emperor its just the same thing. you got laid? fuck yeah. high fives!

Will they join in with the PC and the Drow Twins, or no?

ABSOLUTELY!!!!!!!!!!!!! AFHIRI IS DOWN!!!!!!!!!! u have got the most giddy tiefling right behind you, going 'eeeeee' with excitement, bouncing up and down looking at you with large pleady eyes CAN WE PLEASE? CAN WE PLEEASSE??? I REALLY WANT TO!!!!!!! if tav says no you bet ur ass afhiri is hanging around there like hehe can i anyway

What are Tav’s plans for the future?  Do they propose to the PC, or is marriage not something they’re interested in?

afhiri is an independent soul .. doesn't wanna get married ... doesnt rlly wanna move in either.. being with afhiri longterm is accepting uve got a partner whos adventurous and wants to explore and see the world and meet new people!!! now afhiri WILL settle down after years together because afhiri will lowkey become commited with you without labels - if YOU involve labels thats just gonna push afhiri away. so just be patient with her.. like a stray cat who sleeps in ur house and eats ur food. one day they'll just stay if you're patient with them!!!!!! also being with afhiri is accepting her free spirited nature... afhiri is gonna date and sleep with other people, AND YOURE ALLOWED TOO!!, so afhiri long term is not for anyone who wants the domestic monogamous life

[hermitknut]

20 Questions for Fic Writers Tag Game

@birdylion tagged me :D

1. how many works do you have on AO3?

56.

2. what’s your total AO3 word count?

440,219

3. what fandoms do you write for?

There've been quite a few over the years. Currently Goblin Emperor (slightly on the back burner while I unkink my writer's block) and Hands of the Emperor (just started dabbling, nothing posted yet). Before that Merlin, Green Rider, Realm of the Elderlings, Doctor Who, and Harry Potter predominantly, with little dips into Discworld, Sherlock, Sweep, Supernatural, Percy Jackson, Lady Trent, Life on Mars, Old Kingdom, Life on Mars, and MASH. I have some Narnia stuff kicking about in my drafts somewhere, and while I've never posted it I've been writing Animorphs fanfic for years.

4. what are your top 5 fics by kudos?

The Stairs Beneath the Heart: Goblin Emperor, a series of vignettes that runs parallel to the canon that I posted through the start of the pandemic and really enjoyed. It was the first time in ages I'd had a regular posting schedule, and the first time ever I'd had that much fandom attention on something I was writing - everyone was so lovely <3.

Take These Tower Stones: Goblin Emperor, the sequel to the above, a much more coherent and consistent story which everyone was again really supportive of <3

What Friends Are For: Discworld; Angua gives Vetinari the shovel talk. There's a big disparity in the stats between the previous two fics and the rest, so these last three were a surprise to me! I'm glad people liked them though :)

Fire in the Night: Merlin, somewhat angsty nightmare/comfort oneshot. Again, surprised to see this one so near the top, but pleasantly so.

The Michen Emperor: Goblin Emperor again, currently the bane of my existence because I can't seem to finish it (I will eventually, just need to unstick my brain). Really appreciate all the love people have shown it. Basically, what if canon but with smol!Maia.

7. what’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

Probably either Take These Towers Stones, or Red Sky (which is a tiny little snippet of fluff).

8. do you get hate on fics?

I've had a few shitty comments, and mostly I've just deleted them. I've never had any extended hate campaigns or anything, just people who mistakenly thought their dislike was worth expressing.

9. do you write smut? If so, what kind?

Occasionally; usually though not always queer, normally pretty tame. I read smut usually without worrying about the warnings, but I'm a bit too shy to comment on it, and I think that extends to my writing, haha. Maybe I'll get the hang of it some day :)

10. do you write crossovers?

Nah, for some reason they don't work for me at all - almost a squick, I don't read them either. The closest I got was considering a fic where the characters from Green Rider had diplomatic contact with the characters from the Chronicles of Ixia series, but I never ended up getting there.

11. have you ever had a fic stolen?

Not that I know of.

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

I don't think so - I should probably put in my Ao3 that people are welcome to if they like, I keep forgetting. I'd be honoured if anyone wanted to.

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

Nope; I'm very picky and not good at compromise, though it's something I'd like to work on one day. It'd have to be very low stakes and with someone very patient!

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you will?

Lines of Silver and Gold (Realm of the Elderlings) is probably my oldest fic that is both posted and unfinished, and I have no current plans to work on it. I'm hoping that one day I'll be able to come back to it, but that book series was my thesis topic and unfortunately I rather burnt myself out on it, so it might be a long while.

The Queen Rider series was originally going to have two more fics, but those have been scrapped; fortunately it resolves quite nicely as is. Maybe I will put up a little misc fic with what I do have of the rest some day.

And on a more positive note, my Animorphs fic - it was originaly going to be a full written-through story spanning a considerable post-canon period, but unfortunately I lost the original in a harddrive failure and while I rewrote some of it I rather lost my enthusiasm for it. However, I have been reconsidering lately and might post what exists as a series of loosely connected vignettes; we'll see.

16. What are your writing strengths?

Dialogue is what I find easy and what I've received the most compliments on; I think this is because a lot of my fic is drafted "out loud" before I get anywhere near setting it to page, so the first iteration is often predominantly speech. I'm also often told I'm good at mimicking the tone of the canon, if I'm writing for a book fandom.

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

Research (I'll do it if it's something that will otherwise potentially hurt people, but other than that I have neither the effort nor the inclination), and making things messy - that is, I tend to tidy things up a lot and I'm not good at letting my characters get things wrong/communicate badly/etc. Good for fix-its, less good for creating challenges in the story.

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

I am depressingly monolingual so I don't do it in my fics; as to what everyone else does I think they should have fun and do whatever they like, I suppose. Not enough knowledge to have more of an opinion than that.

19. First fandom you wrote for?

Harry Potter was my gateway fandom.

20. Favourite fic you’ve written?

Ohhhh tough one. I'm immensely proud of the Keystone series (The Stairs Beneath the Heart and Take These Tower Stones), so they're solid candidates, but I also really like The Shadow of the Mountains (Lady Trent) and Miracles (Realm of the Elderlings), the latter of which contains possibly my favourite line of prose I've written.

I'm tagging @the-tao-of-fandom, @pipuhattar, @alittlefellowinawideworld, @nonasuch, and anyone else who'd like to answer!

[themightymoose]

So Interesting

They eepy

Dark and stormy day Pepper wtf are you talking about

Also where's Sunil and Russell

WE SEE PEPPER'S OWNER

Of course he has a mustache it just makes sense

Pepper casually got kidnapped 💀

Wait.... WHAT THE FUCK PEPPER WHAT HAPPENED

She's got some insane lore oh my god

Blythe is being like one of those teachers where they ask a question and call on someone who didn't have their hand raised

I love how it's just Vinnie and ✨the gorls✨

Boyfriend number two

Damn Zoe

How did this happen Vinnie

I like how you can hear Pepper say, "Okay, I take it back!"

Minka is technically related to royalty

Also the fact that apparently Pepper is the only one who knew about this

There is so much lore in these pets

The king's just like "Ah, another Tuesday."

The sound affects when their heads turned

Blythe comforting Penny

The fellas are back :D

Everyone looks so lost

Vinnie just told Pepper to shut the fuck up

"Ooooooh that Watering Stone! Got it." ??????

Their voices are so pitched

The goblins are gonna be the boys aren't they

Okay just Vinnie and his clones

"Seriously 🤨"

So elegant

She scored a 62

SUNIL

"Yes I was standing right over there :)"

The goblins all getting a crush on him

"It won't be that bad!" *cuts to them walking through a windy desert*

And then she died. The end

Everyone's grouchy now

The way they're looking at the door

Everyone's so excited

Starts over

Tis Russell

HE'S A FUCKING FIRE. I love it

"Well that was convenient!" The sass 💀

Pepper's the fucking crab witch oh my god

"That display case was my mother's!" Pffft

Just be glad they weren't actual actual arrows

The fairies giving her kisses

Oh hi Blythe

Pepper you're my fave but please let her have this

Everyone wanting another story

[beebobeebo]

Title: Not Now Kitten, Daddy's Life Is Fundamentally Changing

Fandom: Justified

Characters: Tim Gutterson, Raylan Givens, and most importantly Ox the Cat

Relationship: Tim Gutterson x Raylan Givens (Givenson)

Summary:

What should have been the Ballad of Ox the Cat got co-op-ed by Tim and Raylan feeling each other out and then up.

Tim hated the waiting. The part where he would have gotten to shoot someone or something is over. There's no need to investigate something when it's clearly a meth lab. Hell, they have photos of everyone inside the house touching the thing or snagging a sample. The locals had swept the surrounding woods as soon as they bust in to do the heavy work.

So. There's nothing to do, but wait.

Then he swears he hears a baby cry. That's fucked. He looks around as he takes off in the direction of the sound. He's good with the rescue portion, but he's gonna need someone to hold the baby while he bashes someone's face in for leaving it in a stack of tossed-out sheet metal.

"Hey. Hey, I'm here," he whispers like the kid would even understand him. His tone of voice ain't the most reassuring. Rachel had shoved that article about "vocal fry" toward him with glee last week. He shakes his head, more important things, and yanks aside metal, thankful he's still got gloves on. Not so thankfully, they're fingerless.

He doesn't realize he's bleeding until he feels something rough and wet brush against the broken skin of his trigger finger.

"Fuck!" He jerks back and looks down at the thing that licked him.

The disgusting little goblin creature makes the crying baby noise and rolls out of the pile of metal followed by a whole hidden backpack of pill bottles.

"Hey! I got somethin'," he calls over his shoulder. He stares down at the backpack and the thing in it. "'S a fuckin' Mogwai."

He picks it up, squints at it, and puts it in his pocket. Poor ugly little son of a bitch. Maybe he could hand it off to one of the local cops.

"What was that?" Raylan says, jerking his head toward Tim, hunkered down in the passenger seat of the Town Car like he was either annoyed or up to something.

"What?" Tim asks with a casualness that makes Raylan jerk the wheel to the right and skitter the car to a stop in the grass and gravel lining the roadside.

Tim has made his body an egg. He's settled into a weird ass fetal position around something he's clutched to his stomach.

"You took anything from that house we're gonna have a problem, Gutterson."

"Prolly not."

"No?"

"No." Tim slides his hand into the pocket of his windbreaker and pulls out the saddest-looking creature Raylan, who knew Dewey Crowe personally, had ever seen.

"That's not drugs."

"Did you want it to be drugs?"

"No, but I didn't want it to be whatever that is either."

"Gotta learn to trust me."

Art doesn't even know if he's supposed to yell at Tim about the cat. He weighs his options and decides to let it go. The kid's never seemed even mildly attached to anything since he got here. A pet might do him some good.

"Just stop bleedin' on the furniture and don't bring that thing back here."

The kid gives a perfunctory "the Army drilled this into me" head bob and beats feet.

"And get a tetanus shot!"

Tim figures that if Dawn is good enough for baby ducks caught up in oil spills then it's good enough for the little oxy-kitten. He scrunches his face up as it stares at him from the wash side of the sink. It doesn't even seem to mind the water.

"You're just glad you made it out of that shit hole, huh? Been there, man."

He pauses and lifts the tiny thing's back leg. Then he turns it around. Then picks it up.

"So, I'm gonna level with you, I don't know shit about cats, but you seem like a dude. Apologies if you turn out to be a … dudette."

He has to run to the bathroom to find a towel after he reasons his one dish-drying towel probably shouldn't have cat ass on it, but the little guy is there waiting for him when he gets back.

Huh.

"Come on, let's get you dried off."

Later sitting on the couch drinking a beer as the tiny creature gingerly walks from one edge of the couch, back to its towel cocoon, and out again, Tim feels a weird little tickle in his chest. Probably fumes from the meth lab.

He's lost in the pet store.

He doesn't know what litter the kitten needs. He just needs it to not shit on the floor or on his stack of decoy magazines so that guys think he has normal interests when they come over.

R.I.P., Maxim February 2010, you were a real one.

Eventually, a worker takes pity on him and asks what kind of puppy he has.

"The kind that meows."

"Ha. Funny. Let's find you the basics. I'm assumin' you know nothin'."

"Good instincts."

"You are sure it is a cat, right?"

"Either that or the ugliest damn parakeet on record."

The worker smiles and gets Tim a cart.

He leaves with enough cat paraphernalia to fill the backseat of the truck and the phone number of the guy who had to talk him through basic pet ownership.

Tim sits in the floor and watches the little creature tromp around. It hasn't managed to make much of the cat tree yet, but it has decimated three stuffed fish and destroyed an entire package of plastic foil crinkle balls. The floor looks like a bad time at the Teddy Bear strip club, but Oxy seems pleased.

"C'mere," Tim calls, and the jingle of the kitten's collar as it hurries to his lap makes him curl up on himself. He's quietly content for a moment.

So the knock at the door scares the ever-living shit out of him.

"You cryin'?" Raylan asks with a raised eyebrow as soon as the door swings open.

"No," Tim says with a shrug. "Might be a little allergic to Oxy."

They stand there for an awkward moment. Raylan places his hands on his hips and visually pats Tim down.

"Oh. The cat."

"Yeah, the cat. My cat," Tim replies as the tinkling bell comes toward them. The ball of fluff stops and peers up at an amused Raylan.

"You just don't seem real nurturin'. I figured you pawned that thing off on the nearest eight-year-old."

Raylan peeks around Tim and laughs at the pile of cat supplies in the corner of the living room. Tim sighs and scoops up the kitten.

"You need somethin'?"

"Someone to watch my back, but if you're busy…"

"Lemme get my boots."

Tim leans against Raylan's chest.

"You know you have the prettiest eyes, right?"

"You know you're a deep breath near a beer from alcohol poisonin', right?" Raylan asks grinning like a fool. "Get to the futon, kid."

Tim plonks down. Everything hurts.

"Next time you wanna kick someone's ass at least, at the very least, give me a heads up so I can talk the locals out of cuffin' you."

Raylan pats Tim's shoulder and watches as he slowly tips over to the side.

"You can't get like this without someone to look after you."

"Got someone."

"Who?"

Tim briefly considers telling Raylan he means his lanky cowboy ass, but the tinkle of a bell rings throughout the apartment. Then there's a double pounce and a scraping tongue at his temple.

"Ox."

"I gotta get home and feed Ox."

Ben rolls his eyes.

"Yeah. That's it. Not the guy you were makin' eyes at across the bar?"

"I think it was someone from work. Not exactly—"

"I know, I know. Law enforcement bullshit. Call me. Tomorrow when I'm not mad anymore."

Tim gives Ben an awkward hug and trundles himself into his truck.

"Fuck."

When he gets home, there's that familiar tinkle, if with much heavier footsteps now, and everything seems more manageable for a minute.

"Hey, Ox. The auto-feeder workout okay? Not too early?" Tim asks as he lets the cat crawl up to his shoulder. He slumps down on the futon.

"I'm gonna die alone."

Ox wails a complaint.

"You know what I mean."

They've been in the truck for exactly four hours and thirty-two minutes waiting for Boyd or someone Boyd related to show.

Tim's read the label on the can of Ox's wet food he found in the floorboard three times. Raylan has made up answers for what six or seven of the ingredients are when pressed. They'd both just seriously questioned whether Ox would eat it if he knew there was spinach in there when there's the crack of a tree limb.

When Raylan takes off like a shot, Tim barely has the presence of mind to call it in before Raylan is on the ground bleeding and Boyd's most recent fool has done a flip off a cliff.

Tim gets Raylan to his apartment and sorted once his head is seen to by an underpaid EMT.

That's how he finds himself in bed with a cuddling Raylan and an Ox annoyed he can't get a taste of Raylan's head wound.

Raylan doesn't give a shit who he'd like to fuck or that he doesn't actually use the bedroom since he's got the pullout. He's just his asshole of a friend who steals the covers.

It feels… nice. Even in the morning, he doesn't want it to end.

God. Damn. It.

"You should stay," Tim whispers against Raylan's neck. They've been inside, pressed against the apartment wall for a good five minutes. Ox has woven through their legs at least three times. The defiant yowl from the beloved über kitten voicing whatever is roiling in Tim's guts.

"You think that's a good idea?"

"I don't fuckin' know, but I'm askin' you to stay."

"You're drunk," Raylan warns. Tim feels the slow way a hand settles at the small of his back.

"I'd say it if I wasn't. Does that matter?" Tim says quietly.

"Yeah, it does. 'S why I'm surprised I'm walkin' away."

"Right thing to do?"

"Ain't that some shit?"

They both laugh. It's easy. Too easy.

Raylan looks down at Ox climbing up his pants leg. His eyes go wide as Tim moves to save his less denim clad bits from needle sharp claws.

"The gremlin drives a hard bargain, really holds on, but… I'll see you Monday. This never happened."

"Nah. It did, but we don't have to talk about it."

Raylan takes a moment and nods.

"It sure did happen. Monday."

In the time it takes Raylan to get out the door Tim tumbles through all five stages of grief and settles on gluttony, which is actually a deadly sin, but fuck it.

"Ox, blue box? I got the legally distinct from Ninja Turtle shapes."

The cat hollers and follows him into the kitchen.

Tim watches Ox watch Raylan. Normally, he'd take the time to enjoy the view of the sheets falling away from Raylan's body as he slips out of the bed, but the cat's hint of jealousy catches Tim's eye. It's not for him he realizes. Raylan had dozed on Ox's pillow, a crime punishable by a thousand pinprick bites of death. He knows his creature well enough to see the threat tempered by sleepiness and repetition.

Tim turns his attention to Raylan when Ox stops hissing and reclaims his spot.

"See ya tomorrow?" he asks trying to keep his voice perfectly bored.

"God willing and if the creek don't rise,"Raylan says as he hops into his jeans. How does his complete lack of ass still somehow bounce?

Tim lies back and nervously scratches at his chest.

"You need help with anything?"

Raylan looks over at him, sock in hand.

"If I asked that, you'd tell me exactly how long you've been dressin' yourself."

"Fair, but you might ask me back to bed, too."

"You askin'?"

Tim nods at Ox.

"If you can get by my guard dog."

"I'm pretty sure whatever that is it's still technically a cat."

"Don't pigeonhole him. Come back to bed," Tim complains and immediately rolls over.

"You didn't wanna ask, but you wanted me to stay."

Raylan is amused as he loses the jeans and slides back into bed. His arm snakes around Tim's waist.

"You know you're weird, right?"

Tim just grunts and, God help him, snuggles back.

He is weird, but he's not alone.

When Ben breaks it off with Tim, Ox yowls the entire time. The cat's clearly judging him for doing this over the phone.

Tim spends most of the call agreeing. He has been distant, his mind really is somewhere else, and he never talks about anything real. Everything is a joke. He spent a good chunk of his life possibly dying in the next five minutes. Gotta see the humor in something so important being so fucking easy to just… stop.

He does take slight offense at being called "snide", mostly because that sounds fucking archaic. Viscounts are snide. Attachés to ambassadors are snide. He's just an asshole.

Now emotionally stunted? Permanently trapped in some weird late teens, early twenties level dude-ism? Dude-ism ain't a word, but sure.

He's almost certain he says "goodbye" or something similar at the end of the call, but all he can think about is that it's a shame Ox can't drink.

Ox is very good at watching Tim drink though. He even brings over a conciliatory crinkle ball. The purple one. Ox's very own favorite.

So after Tim's good and settled into a state of disrepute with a pile of cat toys, he calls Raylan.

Raylan is greeted at the door by a heavy-lidded Tim and a vigilant Ox.

"Thanks for showin'. You coulda juss tol' me to fuck off and go to bed."

"Could I?"

Raylan skirts around man and cat to deposit beer and a sack of something greasy on the kitchen counter.Tim follows acutely aware that he should have put on pants.

"Yeah. I'm bein' a whiny ass 'cause some guy broke it off with me. Really didn't even like bein' with him anymore."

"Sounds like you shoulda done the dumpin'," Raylan says as he searches for plates, finds a singular plate, and goes for the paper towels.

"Prolly woulda been the right thing to do," Tim says grabbing a beer and popping the lid off with the counter. "But you're better at doin' the right thing."

Ox uses Raylan as a ladder to the counter. He bats at the bag until Tim reaches in and holds out a fry for him.

"That why I'm the one that gets left?" Raylan teases avoiding responding to Tim's tone in favor of his words. He yanks off his boots and goes to toss them by the door.

"You've been the one leavin' here." Tim takes a slow drink. "You call me weird, but I ain't the one who holds someone without fuckin' 'im or kissin' 'im."

"That why you called? Some kinda sympathy or pity—"

"No. I called, 'cause my world got even shittier and the only thing that could make me feel better was you," Tim mumbles as he rolls the base of his bottle in a slow circle on the counter. "I'm a goddamn idiot."

Raylan crowds Tim back against the counter and dips his head to kiss him. It's too salty from the beer and the takeout. It's too wet, because Tim's drunk as fuck. And it's too rushed because neither of them is thinking it through.

It's perfect.

Tim's hands are under Raylan's shirt and shoving upwards before he knows it. He presses his face to Raylan's bare shoulder.

"Fuck."

"Mmhmm."

Tim tastes the shoulder freckle that has been taunting him for months before forcing himself to ask, "This the right thing? I don't wanna fuck up what you got goin' on. I can take my drunk ass and go take care of business and then we can turn on some movie and —"

The way Raylan uses his nose to nudge Tim to look him in the eye about does Tim in right there.

"I don't want you to take care of things by yourself."

"I don't either."

"Well, then that's settled."

Raylan rests his hand on Tim's cheek and tilts his head up.

"I've looked at you a thousand times… and you've looked back just like this more than once."

"Why wait then?"

"'Cause I needed to know somethin' I can't explain. I needed it to sit right in my chest."

Raylan leans in and kisses him softly. Tim takes that as an invitation and wraps an arm around Raylan's waist to walk him back toward the couch.

"Now I gotta awkwardly pull this out."

Tim tilts his head at the couch with a grin.

"Or I could fuck you right here in the floor," Raylan whispers against Tim's ear. His eyes widen from their self-pleased crinkle when long, practiced fingers start undoing his belt. The buckle slapping his thigh restarts his brain and he slides down pulling Tim with him to the carpet. He kicks his pants away with an endearing lack of grace.

"Remember this was your idea," Tim warns between desperate kisses. "Your knees—"

Raylan snorts and shoves him. Tim topples over in a laughing fit. Ox takes this opportunity to voice his disapproval and stomp across Tim's face.

"Damn cat," Raylan calls after Ox as he straddles Tim's waist. "Does anything in this apartment act right?"

"The ice maker is pretty reliable," Tim offers as Raylan pins his hands over his head. He's aware that his boxers ain't leaving much to the imagination and Raylan playing rough is not helping.

"Smartass."

Raylan's free hand shoves up Tim's old T-shirt. He takes the opportunity to run a thumb over an old scar before teasing Tim's nipple through his thick thatch of chest hair. He pulls a deep groan from Tim that he cuts off with a kiss.

"W-wait before we get too far. Fuck," Tim groans out in frustration. He grabs Raylan's shoulders and pushes him backwards. "God, you fuckin' look…"

Raylan pulls Tim down on top of him. A teasing tongue and a slick warm heat against Tim's thigh makes him lost in something heady for a moment. He only rolls to the side when Ox bats at his ass as he runs by to hide under the couch.

"Okay, okay," Tim says against Raylan's lips. "Cat's the fuckin' responsible one."

He reaches over extending his arm until his fingers catch on the old photo box beside the couch. He dumps it as Raylan uses the opportunity to bite at the tendons of his neck. He manages to get a finger hooked in the box of condoms and uses it to drag the bottle of lube out from under a scatter of poorly taken candid shots.

"You're so fuckin' annoyin'," Tim moans as he moves back over Raylan. "Just tryin' to— fuck!"

Raylan is laughing as he finally gets Tim's shirt off and away.

"Honey, honey, look at me. This is good. We're good," Raylan says softly. His fingers trail down Tim's stomach. "We've been dancin' around each other. Time to make good."

Tim's head falls back as Raylan dips a hand into his boxers and takes hold of his cock. He thrusts into the tightening fist and lets out a truly embarrassing sound.

"God damn…"

"Yeah?" Raylan asks with a hint of smirk even in his voice.

"Y-yeah."

Raylan looks so pleased with himself that Tim considers feigning boredom, but his dick betrays him. Really fucking someone and not just going through the motions is making him dangerously close to giving up the ghost far too early.

"Hey, hey," Tim attempts as he takes hold of Raylan's wrist. "Not just about me here."

"Nah, but you lookin' like that is a big fuckin' part of it for me."

Raylan slides his fingers away with an agonizing brush against Tim's head before taking hold of the other man by the shoulders and pulling him into another kiss.

Hands wander and the last vestiges of clothing get tossed to the four winds except for one of Raylan's socks. Tim eventually pulls Raylan's thigh over his hip so he can banish the damn thing to Hell or wherever it lands.

Tim looks down and Raylan is smiling with that squint that means it's the real thing.

"Hey."

"Hey."

"Get down here, asshole," Raylan huffs and gives a solid tug on the wrist of the hand wrapped around his thigh.

Tim finds himself on the carpet with his legs tangled with Raylan's in less than a heartbeat. He reaches back for the lube and wets his fingers before Raylan literally makes a 'tut-tut' noise at him and uses Tim's hand to slick his own. Then there's another attack on Tim's nerves as he presses back against Raylan's fingers. Tim's on the verge of losing himself again when the fingers drag away and over his hip.

"Sonnuvabitch, honey."

"All fours," Raylan commands.

"Is this because of the knee joke?" Tim asks as he obliges.

Raylan smacks his ass with far too much glee.

"You know it is."

"There's pillows— Good Goddamn!"

Tim fists the carpet until Raylan sees fit to give him a goddamn moment to process his thoughts.

"You gonna keep fuckin' me like a girl? Dealin' with a smaller circumference, damn it," Tim spits over his shoulder.

"You think you can handle that?"

Tim feels Raylan's fingers dig into his hips until he nods that he sure as fuck can. It's back to gripping the carpet so tight that he's only half sure he's not ceramic and it's his knuckles and not Raylan's knees cracking.

When a hand comes around to stroke Tim in time with the cock in his ass, he stops pretending he's capable of thought and lets his body make whatever noise keep whatever is happening happening.

"F-fuck."

Raylan falls forward to kiss the spot between Tim's shoulder blades

[mythrae]

Just A Kiss

Summary: Divya finds Wyll all by himself the night of the tiefling party. She was the last person he wanted to see that evening. But in the end of it all, he's glad she found him.

Word Count: 1.7k

Warnings: 18+ (minors do not interact), just some traditional fluff

Author's Notes:

#justice4Wyll we need to show this man more love

yes the title is the same as the Lady A song from like 2010 I understand it's country I grew up in the midwest let me LIVE!!! just like listen to it. the song is them. case closed.

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Wyll was in no mood to celebrate tonight.

As the tieflings gathered in camp to commemorate their success over the goblin fight at the grove, he couldn’t help but feel as if he wasn’t welcome with them anymore. 

After sparing Karlach’s life and ultimately being punished by Mizora, he had seen the way that other people look at him. How the ridges in his skin and his glowing Hellfire eye scared the young tiefling children, and startled the adults at the very least. Even his companions secretly judged him for agreeing to take a pact with the devil, seven years ago.

So, to avoid their condemnatory stares and hushed whispers, he found his respite tonight down by the river, the rush of water drowning out the joyful jamboree he willingly left behind.

He took a sip of his wine. Bitter and dry, exactly how he felt that night. But at least it took some of his pain away.

Here he was, the Blade of Frontiers, slayer of monsters, protector of the people. How in the Nine Hells was he supposed to protect those of the Sword Coast when he looked like the very thing he sought to destroy? Would anyone in all of Faêrun ever take him seriously again?

How would he ever make his father proud?

His spiraling thoughts stilled as he heard a familiar voice calling his name.

“Wyll?”

Shit. The one person he had hoped wouldn’t seek him out tonight.

He turned over his shoulder to see that his suspicions were correct. By now, he’d be able to single out the sound of her voice, even in the every busy Elfsong Tavern.

Divya, their fearless leader. 

Bathed in the pale moonlight, she looked divine, like a tiefling goddess of the night as she walked on the river's shore. Surely the whole camp was singing her praises right now, why wasn't she going to speak with them? He didn’t deserve her attention, her kindness, for her to find him out here all alone.

But here she was, searching for him, worried about him.

“Agh, Hells. I was hoping you wouldn’t notice I was gone.” He turned away from her, watching the reflection of the night sky in the babbling river.

“Of course I noticed.” She joined him where he stood, holding her own chalice up to him in cheers . “It’d be no party without the noble Blade of Frontiers.”

“Really? Well, I’m honored.” He clinked his cup to hers, his lips curled in a half smile before taking another sip from his goblet.

This time, the wine tasted a little sweeter with his newfound company.

“In truth… I don’t feel in a festive mood, and didn’t want to cast a grey cloud over the night.” He confessed, still unable to look at her in his state of distress.

“Why’s that? 

“I’m a devil, Divya.” He nearly spat out the word in disgust. “I love the people from the grove, but I unsettle them deep down. As I seem to unsettle everyone nowadays.”

A moment of silence was shared between them, Wyll feeling uncomfortably awkward. He wasn't one to talk about his emotions much, let alone a beautiful woman he had taken quite a liking for.

“Besides," he continued, "you don’t want a devil at your party. Claws will pop the balloons, you see. And the sweet cakes don’t taste half as good as raw eggs with this blasted fork tongue.”

She chuckled lightly at his attempt to lighten up the air around them, but she could tell that through his adorable, cheeky smile, he was hurting deeply.

A type of hurt she could never fully understand, but a hurt she knew fairly well. She too had humans stare at her for her devilish horns, her long, rigid tail, her pointed fingernails. Having her skin condition made it all the worse, like she was some sort of circus spectacle. Children who didn't know better would often point and laugh, saying she looked like some sort of hellish cow.

But his pain was not skin deep. No, it penetrated his soul. Who he was at his core. After all, what good was a monster hunter if he took the form of a monster?

She may not have known the solution to his problems, but by the Gods, she wanted to comfort him.

Facing the rushing water, Divya rested her head on his shoulder, her fingers gently tracing the muscles of his bicep. He was well built, powerful with both his magic and his rapier. Even with his devilish features, she always felt safe with him around.

“You don’t unsettle me, Wyll. You know that.”

He sighed, finally looking down at her. “If only half the world had half the heart you do.”

“That’s the thing — they do." She replied, "All of our friends care about you so much. You're a valuable asset for us, no matter what you look like. You know we've all got our fair share of problems. Hells, Gale has a bomb strapped to his chest!"

The half smile crept back over his lips again, the truth of her words finally hitting him (like an Eldritch Blast).

“And I know that the tieflings aren’t scared of you. In fact, I think I saw a few of them envying your horns. From one horned being to another, they do look rather impressive, after all.”

“You think so?”

“Oh, I know so! They make you quite the handsome devil.”

“Now I truly feel honored.” Wyll laughed, his worries drifting away with every shake of his shoulders. She always knew the right thing to say to lift his spirits, that's one of the many reasons he was drawn to her.

He wished they could spend all night here like this, just the two of them gazing at the stars and bantering back and forth. But he knew the others would be looking for her by now.

“Now, off with you." He shrugged her off, turning his body to face her fully. "Don’t worry about me right now. After all, this is your day! Have a dance. Enjoy the music.”

“Well, if I’m going to dance, I want to dance with you.” She insisted, her fingers finding his arm again and trailing down to his hands. He didn't resist as her digits played with his, a mindless game of cat and mouse.

“You're in luck, actually." He gave her his award-winning smile. "I always enjoyed a bit of pomp. I once beat the Baldurian record for the most sarabandes danced in a single evening. Much to the exhaustion of the good ladies and gentleman of the Gate. I had years of lessons but in truth, it’s all about your partner.”

His eyes met hers as the last words fell out of his mouth. She did not look away, she was not scared of his hellish stare.

In fact, she seemed to like it.

“You know, cut quite a fine figure. I can just imagine leading you with an entire ballroom watching. But…" He gaze broke, dropping her hand as it returned to his side, "... who am I fooling? I can’t go back to that life.”

“Why not? I would love to."

He looked back up at her, waiting for any hint of wittiness, sarcasm, or humor in her voice. But there was none.

"Well... for you, maybe someday." He shook his head in near disbelief. Hells, the hold this woman has on me.

Divya moved closer to Wyll, her chest pressing against his as she wrapped her arms around his neck, wine-filled chalice still in hand. She had never embraced him like this before, let alone held him at all, and the sudden physical touch made his loins ache with desire.

“If we can't share a dance tonight," she whispered, her eyes traveling over his features, "then maybe we could share... a kiss?"

He chuckled a bit, placing his strong hands on her hips to steady her frame against him. "You must have had too much to drink. Wine is a dangerous nectar, one that can lead to many bad decisions."

"I don't think it's a bad decision." Her eyes as round and wet as a doe's as she pouted. "Do you?"

Fuck, he thought, staring intently at the woman who held him close.

He let out a half-hearted sigh. “You drive a hard bargain. But just the one.”

The Blade of Frontiers was no stranger to intimacy. He's found many lovers on his adventures, of all shapes, sizes, and colors. However, with the amount of people he has taken to his bed, he never found one that truly stuck out to him.

But tonight, as he felt Divya stand on her toes and cradle his face to reach her lips to his, he felt a spark for the very first time.

It was as if fireworks were exploding through his entire body, like an electric current coursing through his veins. Once the feeling hit his mind, he was a goner, holding her tighter against his body as his lips moved against hers once more. He was addicted to the feeling she gave him, and he craved her more and more.

The kiss was over as quickly as it started, as she pulled her lips away and gazed longingly into his eyes. Wyll was nearly left speechless, selfishly wanting to lose himself in her.

But tonight was not the right night.

“I — well, then." He stuttered, releasing her hips from his tight grip as he felt her arms slide ff his neck. "Erm, you’ve got a party to get back to. After all, tonight is about you.”

She held up her chalice to him again. "And for you, too. I couldn't have done it without you."

As he raised his empty glass, he leaned in to her and whispered in her ear, just loud enough for the two of them to hear:

“There will be… another time for us. I promise."

"I'll be waiting," Divya winked as she sauntered away, the camp greeting her with hoots and hollers of the party's success.

Wyll couldn't help but shake his head once more.

Gods, she's really something, isn't she?

[amethystina]

I just wanted to say that it was thanks to you that I watched Black Knight, and boy was it worth it! It's such a good drama and your fanfic is so good to read. I love how useless 5-8 is while pining meanwhile Sa Wol is working so hard. It's hilarious. 5-8 doesn't really think about much else and it's so funny.

I'm so glad to hear that! :D I agree — Black Knight is such a good drama! It probably won't change your life, but it's a nice and solid post-apocalyptic story that knows what it wants to do and does it well. So while it didn't do anything groundbreaking, it was still very satisfying to watch. And I just love the world and all the concepts they introduce! It's so interesting!

Yeah, 5-8 truly is such a mess when he pines x'D I mean, I can understand why, though? Some of it is definitely restlessness brought on by PTSD and the fact that his life's mission is suddenly over. Like, he doesn't really know what to do now? Because, tragically, he didn't seem to have much else in his life outside of the rebellion? And so his mind latches on to Sa Wol — in more ways than one — and that ends up being the only thing 5-8 can think about.

Also, I can't deny that I have a fondness for the big and strong tols being so in love with their chosen smols that it makes them actively lose brain cells. And 5-8 fits so very nicely into that trope. 5-8 may not seem to have all that many weaknesses at first glance, but Sa Wol is definitely one of them at this point.

Sa Wol, by comparison, is really doing the most right now, yes. That boy knows exactly what he wants and he's going to pursue it with the stubbornness and fortitude we all know and love. Godspeed, tiny chaos goblin — I'm sure you'll get 5-8 to admit he's in love with you sooner rather than later.

Thank you so much for sending this ask! I admit that I feel very frustrated with how long it has been since I last updated that fic :/ I know it's not my fault (because I certainly didn't ask for the whole burnout thing) but I'm just so eager to keep telling that story. There are so many scenes I look forward to writing! So I'm hoping to be able to write at least one chapter for it after I've finished editing my current project (Marvel this time, because people have been waiting literally six years for this fic). So let's keep our fingers crossed?

Anyway! Thank you so much for telling me! That fandom is so incredibly small and it brings me so much joy to hear that people are reading and enjoying my fic! Thank you 💜

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How I would rewrite the TYBW arc so far:

It is Known, either by the Visoreds or Soul Reapers in general, that Quincies are extra double allergic to Hollows. When the warning goes out that the Sternritters are STEALING Bankai, not just locking them away, Shinji, Rose, Kensei, and Mashiro all immediately have the same idea. As far as we know Mashiro doesn't have a Bankai, and Shinji's is both easy to use and a massive pain in the ass, so they agree that either Rose or Kensei will be the guinea pigs. One or both of them lets their Bankai get stolen and whichever poor Sternritter takes it immediately has Magic Anaphylaxis. The Visoreds proceed to wreck shop.

Momo, best Kido user in her class, figures out how Bambietta's bombs work and devises a Kido version of Kurotsuchi's delay ball thingies on the fly. Bambi is immediately like "how did you do that, you bitch! >:D" and Momo is like "don't smile while you call me a bitch, bitch!" And then they have an absolutely apocalyptic battle that makes everybody kinda glad the Seireitei is already falling apart, because holy shit is that a lot of fire and explosions. Komamura and Shinji arrive towards the beginning of this fight and Komamura starts to step in to protect Momo like he did in canon, but Shinji stops him because he's her #1 Fan. (There is a flashback sequence of all the times Aizen subtly discouraged her from making herself more powerful, and then the first time she got impatient and just blew up a Hollow while on a mission with Shinji and he lost his goddamn mind with excitement. Sometimes healing is about rediscovering your inner pyromaniac.)

Unohana doesn't die in her fight with Zaraki. She doesn't need to to make the whole Kenpachi thing work; Unohana Kenpachi died when Unohana Retsu went to medical school and it's fine. She already went through the stages of grief for that version of herself, it's over and Zaraki is the new Kenpachi. Their fight ends with a very intense, bloody make-out session but they don't fuck nasty because they've got Quincies to kill. Batshit crazy kinky sex can happen some other time.

Gremmy gets really into fighting Zaraki, and Zaraki compliments his manic battle smile. Little do either of them know, this is the first time Gremmy has ever received Genuine Praise And Approval from a grown-up and he imprints on Zaraki like a homicidal little duckling. He ultimately loses because, deep down inside, he wants Zaraki to be his dad. Unohana is intrigued by the little goblin and saves his disembodied brain in a jar for later. (After the war is over, Unohana starts tutoring him in anatomy so he can imagine a less squishy body for himself, and he ends up getting into biology in general and imagining all sorts of bizarre chimeras as pets. Also Yachiru isn't secretly Zaraki's zanpakuto spirit and she demands Gremmy tell her exactly what kind of cookie he turned her bones into so she can taste them. Unohana and Zaraki think this is the cutest thing that ever happened, every other adult in Soul Society finds it incredibly disturbing.)

Renji and Bazz-B keep running into each other during the invasion and develop a bromantic rivalry that puts Ichigo and Grimmjow's bromantic rivalry to shame... until Bazz-B lets it slip that he killed Renji's good pal Izuru. Bazz doesn't know that they were friends, and Renji doesn't know who killed his buddy, he just knows that when he returned from the Royal Palace, Izuru's reiatsu was Conspicuously Absent. Bazz gloats about killing a lieutenant and Renji mentally sorts through all the lieutenants, puts 2 and 2 together, and it's like that moment in the Soul Society arc when Aizen catches Ichigo's blade: shit gets so real the music stops. And Renji just fucking annihilates Bazz-B on the spot. (This part is specifically inspired by @cryinglittlepeople pointing out that Renji not getting to avenge his friend is, and I quote, "clown shoe writing". Which it totally is.)(And since Renji gets to make mincemeat out of Bazz-B, he gets his obligatory Full Bankai Reveal Glory fight, so Rose and Kensei don't make fools of themselves fighting Mask.)

[littleshysheep-at-da]

Hello, I hope you are well. Can you please share some headcanons and canon reflections about Karnatia and Schlain? I really loved the ones that you did for Wrath. Thank you so much!

Thank you so much for the well wishes! I’m still VERY ill but have a support system trying to get me help ☺️ so we keep chugging! Still won’t be super active here but I LOVE answering these asks 💕

And THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THE VALIDATION ❤️?! Like I am so incredibly happy people enjoy my ranting and want to hear/value my opinion, it’s wild and super enjoyable.

Still considering just posting my whole current Kumoko Headcanon (I have expanded some points from previous Kyouya/Wrath one too haha) but it’s suuuper long and I am CONSTANTLY adding too it. Let me know if anyone is interested.

Kyouya is def my fav so I have waaay more for him but I do have some for Katia and Shun (probably more on Shun just cause we get more from his perspective in the Novel)! As a massive Shipper again most of them revolve around my OT3 (I have no shame there haha).

Heads up for Spoiler Warning (I think I give mostly vague Spoiler for the entire series but except the Kumoko/Wakaba thing is directly said).

(Again I’m ripping this from my KumoDesu Fanfic ideas Doc so if some of the wording is wonky that’s why because it’s older and I write this just to get my thoughts down).

Trans Katia: Update: 16 novels we get two chapters from Katia’s perspective but I think there is one or two more shorts from her perspective in the Ex-Ex2. Okay so far in all 12 novels we get one (1) chapter from Katia’s perspective so there’s not a lot to go off but Katia was definitely closeted/uncracked egg Trans Girl in her past life fight me. Cracking the egg/getting outed via isekai lol. Out of roughly 30 reincarnations Katia is is the only one that switched gender and it’s explained (aside from Oka which D did just to cause trouble) the system puts them in bodies that best fit their soul this being why some characters reincarnated as not humans and why Katia is a girl. So the only characters who changed gender or race are Katia, Fei, Sophia, Kyouya, and Oka who doesn’t count in this. Shiro was always a spider thus why she is a spider. Kyouya deeply agreed with the Goblin’s mentalities and morals. We see later that Fei’s personality and morals really fits with the dragon's code of conduct. Sophia being a vampire isn’t super explained and more how people viewed her. So like failing in line Katia must be a Trans Woman basically.

Katia Anxiety: I think Katia is very protective of her boys. It’s kinda obvious when she meets Shun again and then when they get in dangerous situations. She’s so scared of losing the people she cares about (I think she’s often the most aware of how different and how dangerous the fantasy world is compared to their previous lives). I think the realization Kyouya probably isn’t on their side (because of how Oka kept avoiding the topic) probably hurt her a lot, because she doesn’t want to abandon him but also is too scared about losing Shun as it is (and I feel like when she puts everything together after the fact she feels super guilty for not pressing more). It kinda seemed she really didn’t have many people she was close to in her past life and the fact that Shun (and I’m gonna Headcanon here later Kyouya) still accept her despite everything that’s “different” (cough cough eye cracked) is huge to her. I’m glad in the Novel Shun always does a very good job conveying how much he appreciates, relays on, and trusts her because god she needs it.

Shun and Julius: The fun part about Shun as a Character is he is painfully aware how much of an NPC he is and that he doesn’t fit the role of Hero. Which is why I think he looks up to Julius so much and later on tries to emulate him. He quite frankly knows he has NO IDEA what he is doing and wants to be as level headed and smart as Julius. I think that his idol-like obsession with Julius comes from his own insecurities.

Shun, Katia, and Kyouya are Weird (aka Poly):“They're weird about each other” is one of my favorite Shipping reasons because it’s so true. I mean Shun and Katia are pretty solid in Canon and I would say I’m just adding Kyouya to it to make it an OT3 but also once I see it I can’t unsee it. Just the fact that all 3 of them single out their “Friendship” as something special. I don’t think Katia super had other friends in her past life (being an uncracked egg will make that hard) but Shun and Kyouya did and they never really mention it. Shun was peak NPC and was not super close but friendly to most of the guys but he NEVER mentions it until running into them again (apparently he was on a soccer team and just, never thought it was important or that big a deal). And it’s Shiro who mentions it seems like Kyouya and Shinobu were friends in their past life, Kyouya barely mentions it even after seeing him again. Just the “you're weird about each other” being a way of saying “that’s a little more than a friendship I think” basically.

Polyamorous not having Legal Marriage: So at the end of Volume 16 they mention that nothing is know about Shun’s love life, which might mean he never legally married. Now I like think Shun and Katia legally married and then Kyouya is their lover (they have a non-legal marriage for the 3 of them in private). But I am just saying this can support my Ship because Polyamory isn’t really that accepted publicly so they keep it secret (open secret among their friends though). It’s sort of an AU but I’m just saying.

Shun Salaryman: So it says at the end of Vol 16 Shun goes back to help his Brother and all I can think is he’s finally becomes a Salaryman. Imagine he helps with all the paperwork instead of decision making. And he’s really good at it to the point of everyone’s surprise. He finally realized JUST how lost he was trying to be a Hero (he always sort of knew but now that he’s found his calling it’s super obvious to everyone else as well).

Shun’s Accidental Rizz: So we see that Shun is always ridiculous earnest about his feelings and has no qualms expressing his appreciation (we see this most to Katia early on where he always thanks her for helping him). So I like to think for my OT3 he accidentally says the most romantic shit to Katia and Kyouya all the time unprompted because he’s just being honest about it (Kyouya Bluescreens because he’s so unused to verbal affection (he likes it he’s just used to the Demon Army’s brand of nonverbal love) and Katia goes Tsundere Mode when flustered).

Shun Perception Check: Shun is both really perceptive and an idiot at the same time. So he is able to perceive all sorts of little subtle tells that others can’t but at the same time has no idea how to process what they actually mean.

Shun: Shun is an Emotional Support Dumbass. And anyone who hates him (usually people who only saw his botched Anime version) can meet me in the pit. I also think his general easy going-ness probably helped both Katia and Kyouya a lot in their past lives (because it seemed like neither of them had the easiest home life’s and then they have it rough again after being reincarnated rip).

And that’s all I have at the moment! I’m always adding more though haha. Feel free to keep sending KumoDesu Asks I love them!

[nordictwin]

I’m so glad you said we can draw fanart of your writing, because guess what! I have fanart :D First I drew Raye (or at least how she looks in my head), but I didn’t know what the pin Foxglove gave her looks like so I made it a peach:

Then I drew Foxglove as the autism creature but I don’t know what his hair looks like. My sincere apologies for this one.

That’s all! I’ve had these drawn for a while but was scared to send them. I hope you’re having a nice day!

OH MY GOD I LOVE THEM. 😭😭😭

MY BABIEEEEESSSS!!!!!

THEY'RE SO PRECIOUS!!! ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

I am cackling at Foxglove the Autism Creature 🤣 He's perfect! You got his shit-eating grin right.

For the record, Raye's pendant is just blatantly Jareth's necklace in The Labyrinth, because I see that as the Goblin King's crest. But a peach or an apricot is also perfect, so imagine whatever you like! Likewise, Foxglove's hair is also pretty much like his father's, just longer and tied back in a messy ponytail... honestly, I can't believe, I've never actually mentioned that.

Thank you so, SO MUCH for the fanart! And I'm so sorry for not updating in over a year, I promise I'm working on the next chapter. And this is certainly AMAZING motivation! ❤️

[p1nk-b1tes]

i have also been playing bg3 obsessively and its so funny to see someone else from the ghost fandom doing the same :D hope your playthrough is going amazingly (and that astarion isnt giving you as hard of a time as he’s giving me </3)

omg hi <3 this ask feels like I’ve been wandering around in a crowd and finally found a familiar face to gravitate towards.

I just finished my first playthrough two nights ago and it completely rewired my brain emotionally /pos, and now I’m onto my other campaigns. I’m finding it super funny how easy it was for me to romance astarion in my first playthrough/ just simply get him to like me and now that I’m playing a character that doesn’t really have a direction for a love interest he apparently HATES ME. every single time I interact with him he’s practically snarling at me and it makes me laugh

I’m having so much fun with this game—exploring everything (and everyone) and realizing how much I missed in my first campaign—and it’s safe to say that this game has taken over my life recently. and my thoughts.

I wish you the best of luck in your campaign and that you get all of the kisses you ask for and kill so many goblins (if that’s what you’re into). I’m so glad to see you over here on this side of tumblr

on another off topic note, I’ve been slowly drafting and gathering ideas for little ficlets and maybe even oneshots lately, and I can’t wait to start writing again once I get the motivation back. my masterlist outline is patiently waiting in my drafts for me to pump something out