#aphoticfairy

[lavampira]

Shuffle your favorite playlist and post the first five songs that come up, then copy/paste this ask to your favorite mutuals! <3

omg ty this is so fun c:

I’ll go with my ‘current rotation’ playlist since it’s pretty hefty, even though it changes out as I get tired of songs or get into new phases, but it’s what I listen to most often!!

I like the way you die - black honey

hang tight honey - lainey wilson

superstar - rainbow kitten surprise

perfume - pale waves

makes two of us - colin stough

[blackjackkent]

Right back at you! XD List 5 things that make you happy, then put this in the askbox for the last 10 people who liked or reblogged something from you :) 💖

Oh man, another 5? :D

Let's see.

Streaming

That little click moment when I figure out what a fic is about and where it's going.

People getting excited about an app I built or fic I wrote.

Singing at the top of my lungs.

A big storm and rain rattling on the windows (which is happening right now :D )

[buchimgay]

Shuffle your favorite playlist and post the first five songs that come up, then copy/paste this ask to your favorite mutuals! <3

ty! got a few of these so i'm using a different playlist for each one. this is from my on repeat playlist.

pink pony club (chappell roan)

:) (the japanese house)

head over feet (alanis morissette)

grand paradise (foxing)

blowing smoke (gracie abrams)

[house-ofhope]

If someone has asked you this already, feel free to ignore this, but if not... I'd love an answer for 20 for your Tavs too. 👁️👁️

steph, i'd answer it again for you anyways <3 but no one has so ty for asking!!

20. Does your Tav have a best friend in the party? What's their dynamic like?

Fenric: Astarion... friends, rivals, lovers, gossipers, pranksters--they will do everything and anything together so long as they can enjoy the chaos that ensues. Fenric is prone to act spontaneously, always curious about the machinations of people's minds/ways of thinking, and rather expressive with their emotions. Astarion's charisma combined with that hidden edge naturally drew them in, but he wasn't prepared for how picked apart Fen would leave him... even though he's seen it real time with strangers they've encountered on the road. And even though sometimes they first started off finding each other annoying, they eventually found respect for one another, trusted the other enough to open up about their pasts. Not long after they became rather protective of one another and catching feelings, despite wanting to feel the very opposite. hehe Zalith: Gale! Zal didn't think too much about their party at first, even for the wizard that they pulled out of a rock. Zalith isn't really the smartest cookie on the block, but is a good judge of character. So when Gale asked for help, it was a no-questions-asked sort of deal, life-threatening? anything to keep us alive. Overtime, Zal actually grew to enjoy someone's company again--and was more than happy to listen to Gale talk about everything and anything. They became each other's confidante, listened to each other's stories about their families and the people who impacted their lives. Their relationship always had an underlying sense of security from the beginning but slowly built its way into something more.

if anyone wants to reblog the question list... here it is!

[phoenixsoul13]

For Spotify Wrapped, numbers 10, 15, and 20? 👀💕

!!! ♥

(answered 15 here)

10. Believer ~ Cyn (cw: video has an almost flashing images effect)

20. Serotonin ~ girl in red (tw: mentions of self harm/intrusive thoughts)

[archangel444]

Shuffle your favorite playlist and post the first five songs that come up, then copy/paste this ask to your favorite mutuals! <3

i think u sent this a long time ago but i'm only just now going thru my messages ♡♡ thank u for sending this to me!! 🕊

heaven or las vegas - cocteau twins

hardly ever smile - poison girl friend

g.u.y. - lady gaga

this is your life - the killers

misread - kings of convenience

[redfirerose-blog]

Shuffle your favorite playlist and post the first five songs that come up, then copy/paste this ask to your favorite mutuals! <3

Thanks for the ask! <3 Okayy let's see!

Brandy - Full moon

Anne-Marie & James Arthur - Rewrite the stars

Luna Haruna - Sora wa takaku kaze wa utau

Alice (feat. Skye of Morcheeba) - Open your eyes

Casiopea - Galactic funk

[tododeku-or-bust]

For the ask game! What's your favorite color, animal, and food? :))

My favorite color is blood orange! (I love deep tones in general)

Hmm.... I'd say lions. I'm a Leo, it's a pride thing. And a hair thing. I also have massive respect for lionesses.

My favorite food? Ahhhhh idk if I can answer that! French fries, I suppose. Don't think I could live without them. Though, there's a good wine pork belly with salt off the bbq that I would absolutely die for. French fries might get toppled off the throne fr.

Thanks for the ask 😊

ASK GAME

[sixteenstrikes]

six sentence tag from @elfroot-and-laurels :) <3 passing on to all the people who i think may have a project or two on the stove…

@buchimgay @spellsparkler @bladesmitten @fllagellant @nuwanders @aphoticfairy @isayashai i @gribbo @transgaledekarios @waterbearable @favoriteblogonthecitadel if you want to share six sentences of anything you’re working on :]

from the early section of the eternal collection of wyll shorts that i will someday make sense of….……

“She’ll leave a trail of corpses if I don’t stop her,” Wyll says. “Remember that.”

“Yes, of course,” the fellow says, a little too lightly. He offers Wyll a hand— long black nails, long fingers, an old criss-crossing scar. “Loveday.”

“The Blade of Frontiers, at your calling.”

“The… did your mother name you that?”

[sauronpilled]

WIP SNIPPET

tagged by @mirkwood <33 this one is from my silvergifting project, where annatar present celebrimbor a vision of his gift, and celebrimbor is Not Happy to see it. horror-ish vibe. not much to see here for now lmao, other than annatar disturbing thoughts.

warnings : violent description of dissection and annatar scary perspective lmao.

Admiration does not come easy for Annatar, as he reserved his affection to those that deserved it—mostly, the children of Eru.

Contempt lord his heart, to which he desired more of perfection than the flaws that graced them. He detest their disorder and chaos, and with that he wondered of many ways to mold them in his own image. In his sleepless nights, he dreamt of their soft flesh along with their mind; with elation he then ripped them apart, as he studied their vessels with great awe. He mourned for their potential, yet he loathed their existence. A madness that stirred within his mind.

And yet; Celebrimbor was an exception, for his curiousity towards the Noldor overwhelmed his envy.

His passion for the craft, took his attention, as it was rare to see a fire that burn as furious as his. Many knowledge they shared in the silence of the forge, and with that Annatar grew fond of him.

tagging @sixteenstrikes @aphoticfairy @ervona and my other moots who wants to do this <33

[lavampira]

Hi Dani! List 5 things that make you happy, then put this in the askbox for the last 10 people who liked or reblogged something from you :) 💖 (Only if you want to, of course!)

hiiiiii this is so cute ty 💚

1. talking to and spending time with my friends!! all the sillies and hangouts and deep convos and usual plans and hearing things about their days

2. cute animal photos and videos (especially dogs and cows)

3. sweet comments left on my writing 🥺

4. porch time with a cup of coffee and waching my dogs play in the yard or reading a good book

5. little surprises of getting told about and shown things that reminded someone of me or thought I’d enjoy!!

[fllagellant]

Tagged by my friend @aphoticfairy for Wip Wednesday ( come . Play Pretend with me . It is still Wednesday . )

Since I am nervous to tag anyone for this, please feel free to take this post as your invitation to join in if you wish ! ( also tag me so I can see , pease … )

Fic wip for a fic I like to call “ Wyll and Giilvas are going to get married also Ulder is scheming and Giilvas and Ulder are going to enact psychic warfare on each other “ it’ s a great working title !

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The Ravengard estate. A rather proud, pompous building. Overlooking the sprawling gardens and the intricate stone archways. The hedge maze was a wonderful touch, maybe, when Ulder was younger and he would race through the hedges. Now, it was an all-consuming nightmare to keep trimmed. And it proves his internal compass has… lost its skills, so to say, he’s gotten lost many more times than he will admit.

The halls come alive at known intervals, for political parties. Or political meetings. Or for political holidays. Ulder has to pause and think hard about the last time a celebration occurred in these wall and it didn’t have some form of political weight. The resounding answer being never.

But. Nevermind that. It was still a few months off before anything should be happening. The next larger, world devorning event was the Feast of the Moon, and the many little events that it managed to spawn that Ulder was left trying to herd like righteous tressyms. Which is to say, poorly, with many colourful words, and he ends up tripping over his own feet.

He had just managed to survive the screaming, meowing, forever pissed off hoard of metaphorical tressyms for Highharvestide, and was rather content to spend a few days in bed. Dead to the world. Or in his study. Dead to the world. Or in the gardens. Once again. Dead to the world.

So he was rather concerned when he awoke to a frantic set of knocks on his study door. Reading spectacles clattered on oak floor, book that was laid politely on his lap joining them, Ulder jolted to attention when one of the maids creaked the door ajar. Blue eyes peering inward like a child, checking to see if her parents are sleeping.

“Sire? We have word of visitors. I think they’ll wish to see you, when you’re available, of course.”

She doesn’t push the door open any further, but she does not close it either. Just offers a bow of the head, and her quick footsteps mark her rapid descent down the hall.

Ulder manages to blink a few times, vision taking pity and unblurring after the third try. If he can see, then he can hear. And if he can hear, he can retroactively acknowledge what the maid-girl just said. And if he can acknowledge what was just said…

By the Gods. Give him mercy.

Highharvestide had just concluded. No one was supposed to be coming around. Unless… no. No, the ball was perfect. There would be no way any self-respecting noble would send a pageboy to deliver a message of displeasure. Not so soon, anyhow.

But maids and watchguards do not go into a state of panic over a pageboy, so who could it…?

Putting the window to use, finally pushing the lovingly embroidered curtains to the side- ah, good afternoon to you as well, shower of dust- and he tries to focus his eyes to the horizon.

There is… something! There is something coming up the front path.

He needs his glasses. Damnable things.

By the time he manages to save them from their temporary spot on the cold floor, hips be damned he can manage that bend, the something is further up the path.

Ulder gives the lenses the old one-two swipe with the cloth of his shirt to get rid of anything unneeded smudges, and finally places them back on the bridge of his nose.

Oh. By the Gods.

It’s Wyll. His boy, Wyll Ravengard. Coming up the path with singed armour and a travel pack slinging over his shoulder. He’s grinning, the lingering autumn warmth slowing his pace as he approaches. He looks well. Very much so, since the last chance Ulder had to see him. Would have brought a tear to his eye. If there wasn’t a concern pushing at the base of his skull- joyous! A migraine is already coming on.

Wyll wasn’t the concern. Wyll wasn’t the reason Ulder was feeling the need to call upon the Triad.

The hulking other, a step behind his son? That was the reason.

The Golden Rose. Giilvas Quickfoot. His boy’s betrothed. Ulder’s nightmare.

Ulder wanted to scrunch his face. In fact, he does allow his nose to wrinkle and his lips to go tight. But if he can see them, they can see him. And, since the Fates have made the decision that Ulder is their current focus of tortures, Wyll’s betrothed is scarily perceptive.

So, if he was to snarl from his study, far above them, Giilvas would see it. And made sure Ulder knew.

Instead, with an air of calm and I don’t care that you’re coming up my walk and will be inside my estate, Ulder yanks the dusty old curtains back in place. Then, he allows himself to scowl at the old embroidery that dances across the fabric. He swears he can see those mismatched eyes of the Rose staring back at him in the tapestry. And he swears they’re laughing at him.

With a dizzying clarity that he, Duke Ulder Ravengard, is about to pick a fight with his curtains, he pulls away. There’s a warm rush of embarrassment across his neck. He’s acting like a child. Get it together, he scolds himself.

It is a blessing that his boy and his… boy-in-law? Were coming for a visit. They’ll probably spend the night out at the tavern, and they’ll spend only an hour or two here.

Ulder smooths out the wrinkles in his shirt, and affirms his thoughts. He would not demand Wyll stay the night here. And besides, this was just a visit. It wasn’t like the two of them were coming to the estate with world-changing news. The two of them were travellers- one of which had Ulder’s respect, but that was besides the point- they’d probably be seen leaving Baldur’s Gate by the dawn of the ‘morrow.

Now, time to take his place in the foyer, and wait for his welcomed guests to step inside.

——

“Father, we plan to be wedded!”

Ulder Ravengard was going to smash something. Over his head? Over the head of the smug man clinging to his son? Both of them?

Yes. Both of them, he decides. But, since the Fates chose that their newest decree would make it so no butler bearing two heavy bottles of wine came through the foyer at that instant, Ulder chose the high road.

He smiles, he knows it isn’t quite reaching his eyes but what can he do, and he nods like a village fool at the excitement in Wyll’s voice. There was something soft in his chest, seeing his son so… happy. He truly desires this, he wants the wedding. And he wants his father to know. It was sweet and Ulder wondered why he was so bitter a moment ago.

“Of course, this means I am here to ask for your permission, Mr. Ravengard.”

Suddenly, and without warning, Ulder Ravengard was bitter again. Wonder who caused that.

Giilvas kept a large hand almost permanently interlocked with Wyll’s, and Ulder has half a mind to tell him that Wyll isn’t going to run away on him. But the other half?

Oh.

Oh. It was planning. Spinning a web, even. Laying a dastardly trap. And the Rose would walk right into it.

“Of course. It would be wrong of me to deny you both from each other. But… May I make a request?” Ulder notes how Giilvas nods rather enthusiastically. And how Wyll nods, but slower. Brow furrowing just enough to faintly recrease his forehead. By the Helm, was he already onto him? Ulder didn’t think he was that predictable.

Well, he cannot back down now. He was the Duke, dammit. Dukes do not tuck tail and run.

“I would like to aid in the wedding. You’ll,” and Ulder locks his eyes with Wyll, making sure the fact that the you in this case is singular well known, “ have full access to our coffers for planning. We can even host the ceremony here. The garden can be kept alive by magic, you see-“

“You make it sound like we’ll be wed in the winter.” Giilvas cuts in, and Wyll eyes his father knowingly. Too knowingly. Ulder, suddenly, finds the wall behind Wyll far easier to lock eyes with.

“I was getting to that. You see, to make sure this wedding is perfect, you’ll both have to stay here. Allows us all to plan and have everything ready. It will be perfect, between Uktar thirtieth and Nightal first.”

Wyll sucks in a gasp.

“But that’s the Feast of the Moon-“

Giilvas’ eyebrows shoot up to his hairline, things slotting into place with Wyll’s words.

“You plan to wed us on the night for the Ball of the Moon.”

Clever boy.

“I think it would be grand. Wouldn’t it?” It also gives him the time to try and scare away the rapscallion that is trying to take his boy from him.

But, in a twist that Ulder feels more shock at the fact he did not see this coming, rather than the twist itself, Giilvas smiles at him. Not really a smile, top lip pulled too far back and it seems to refuse to reach his eyes, but he made the face all the same. It is the thought that counts.

“It’s a deal, gracious Duke Ravengard.”

Oh, the boy wishes to play the game with him? So be it.

Wyll eyes the both of them as they seal the deal with a shake. He is aware, the third party always is, but that only means Ulder will have to choose subtly. Espionage can win a war. It wasn’t like Giilvas knew how to navigate a noble home or the ecosystem of one. He has home advantage- literally.

He holds his potentially probably not son-in-law’s gaze for a few moments that last a century, seeing if he’ll shy away from the eye contact. When those mismatched eyes start to look like they’re laughing at him, Ulder releases the hand and turns to call for someone else.

“I’ll make sure a bed is prepared for you, my good man. And Wyll? Your room is the same as when you left. Make yourself comfortable once more, my son.”

He makes a mental note to tell the maid to make up Giilvas’ room on the opposite wing of the estate. Good luck avoiding squeaky floors in the night, foolboy.

For now, he guides the boys to deposit their belongings and encourages them to shed the heavier layers of armour. Might as well let them have as much comfort as they can now.

Hell stained metal and fabric collect alongside their travel bags, and Ulder holds his tongue. He will ask his son about it all later. The battles. The terrors. The cruelty. Now was not the time for any of it. Especially not when his son was still buzzing with the energy of announcing the plan for marriage.

“Father, are the gardens in good shape right now?”

Ulder knew was Wyll was asking for, and he reminded himself of the eye bags under Giilvas’ eyes. They both must be exhausted. And it would be cruel and unusual to try and being the warfare when one party was in poor condition. Ulder was nothing, if not a merciful man.

“Oh, go ahead Wyll. Everything will be taken care of in here.”

That damn warmth spread in his chest, seeing Wyll relock his hand with Giilvas’ own. He gives a tug, pulling the larger man along, and Ulder cannot help but sigh wistfully when Wyll mentions the maze to Giilvas. They’re going to get lost in there. Ulder knows it to be true.

But, with them both gone and busy, Ulder can plan with no risk of ever-watchful eyes catching him.

How does one drive away a man like Giilvas Quickfoot. It was time to delve into the worlds of speculation and trial and error.

He won’t be empty handed.

[sauronism]

tagged by the beloved @aphoticfairy <33 here's my wip for this week. i've been sketching around with new sauron art, and of course i still can't draw clothes AND hands.

° @mirkwood

° @fllagellant

° @ervona

° @vampiresuns

° @creaking-skull

° @elswing

[house-ofhope]

For the ask meme! 6, 7, 14, and 22 for your Tavs? 👀

STEPH <333 thank u for being curious about my OCs 🖤 i will gladly answer for both fenric & zalith

6. Any scars or facial tattoos? How did they get them?

Fenric: yes & yes-ish. Fenric has been an "adventurer" on and off for a couple of decades so they have the scars to show for it. And "adventurer" is quite a... loose term for what they've had to do to survive the pact they've made with the Night Serpent. As for tattoos, the large marking they have on their face is a result of when the Night Serpent tried to devour them. Zalith: yes & no. Zalith has some freshly healed scars along their forehead after getting into a scuffle with some mercs in Baldur's Gate. The fight ended with Zalith unconsious on the ground, a gash on their forehead, and a broken horn.

7. Typical party lineup?

Fenric (warlock): Astarion, Lae'zel, Shadowheart Zalith (paladin): Gale, Wyll, Astarion.

14. What was your Tav's life like before they got kidnapped by the mindflayers?

Fenric: Fen was a wandering body who had found themself in Baldur's Gate before the attack. They were growing tired of the pact they had trapped themself in with Dendar, but something had drawn them both to the city. It was a center growing with fear and feeding Dendar the nightmares she craved. Fen couldn't escape the city because of it, but at least they didn't have to inflict horrors on anyone while they were essentially trapped. Zalith: Zal was the main personal guard to the Embereye heir (Symon). Zalith had risen to knighthood but they were hand-picked by the Viscount to keep the heir safe in inter-city travels. They had accompanied Symon to Baldur's Gate as liaison of Triboar in place of the Viscount before Zal was kidnapped by the mindflayers. And well... the kidnapping wasn't the only thing that went wrong in Baldur's Gate.

22. Who was your Tav's family? Did they have any?

Fenric: Fen had a very small family--them & their parents. Their father--Vicenas Firdew--was a high half-elf from Amn, and their mother--Lledrith Baenre--is a seraldine drow that escaped Menzoberranzan. The little family of three settled in Athkatla, even though their mother was gifted with arcane talents. Lledrith disappeared from their life when Fenric was early-20s (they spent the next few decades trying to find her), and Vicenas died from old age not too long before Fen arrived in Baldur's Gate. Zalith: Zal was orphaned around their teenage years. Their father--Kythus Rathis--was a blacksmith that was routinely commissioned by one of the Viscount Embereye of Triboar. Their mother--Briza-- was a healer & apothecary in the town, but eventually got caught up in some trouble and left in the end. Kythus died almost a year later from an illness. With no family left, Zal was taken in by the Embereyes who were kind-hearted people... but Zal felt like they had a duty to repay their kindness and joined their guard when they came of age.

if anyone wants to reblog the question list... here it is!

[transgaledekarios]

was tagged by @elfroot-and-laurels (hi hi) and oof now to figure out who to tag. I forget all of y'alls usernames the moment i try to remember what they are.

@creaking-skull @sparrow-in-boots @theemmtropy @axiolotl @miniature-space-hamster

who else do I wanna know better uhhhhh @teleplort @complete-nonsequitur @aphoticfairy @wrenvibes

There 9 people tagged.

Three Ships: oh fuck. well. My #1 ship atm is OC/ OC/ OC with @sparrow-in-boots for Lies of P. my #2 ship is OC/ OC with @creaking-skull for Mass Effect. and then I gueeeeeess Kai Bartley/Amelia Shepard from Grey's Anatomy. just 'cause that was the ship that made me return to that show.

First Ship: The first I can remember was teeny tiny me shipping Kagome/Sesshomaru from Inuyasha. That long-haired man bewitched me.

Last Movie: The last movie I watched was a rewatch of Arrival. I still love that movie so much.

Last Song: "Haunted Water" by SPELLING

Currently Reading: I've been slowly getting through Permission to Feel by Dr. Marc Brackett, but like.... it's been aeons. Lies of P fic from my friends has consumed me. If you follow me, you know this.

Currently Watching: Interview with the Vampire, and a rewatch of The Good Place :3

Currently Eating: not eating anything, but I am drinking a beer????

Currently Craving: kimchi stew. Someone please take me to eat kimchi stew.

[favoriteblogonthecitadel]

15 questions for 15 friends

Thank you @pigeontheoneandonly for tagging me! :)

ARE YOU NAMED AFTER ANYONE?: My mom apparently read through a few baby name books to find my first name, but my middle name was picked after my grandma.

WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU CRIED?: A week or two ago. I was feeling particularly sensitive (thank you, hormones) and I was curious whether my dog, who expresses love by licking, has figured out by now that my weird human kissy sounds are my equivalent of affection. So I started Googling "does my dog know--" and came across so many searches along the lines of "does my dog know I love them?" that I started crying about how much people love their pets and how much they want to make sure the pets are aware of this.

DO YOU HAVE KIDS?: Nope.

WHAT SPORTS DO YOU PLAY/HAVE YOU PLAYED?: I rotated through a bunch of sports as a kid (roller skating, swimming, basketball, flag football). In my adult years, I'm more of a "go jogging or do a YouTube workout routine once a month" kind of person.

DO YOU USE SARCASM?: Yes, but I tend to accidentally make it very deadpan, so people who don't know me well are often confused because they think I'm serious lmao. I do love using sarcasm around those who know me, especially my partner. Good-humored sarcastic/silly banter is a love language and the way to my heart.

WHAT IS THE FIRST THING YOU NOTICE ABOUT PEOPLE?: The look in their eyes. I get a feeling for someone's attitude and intentions pretty intuitively from this, and decide how genuinely myself I want to be around them.

WHAT'S YOUR EYE COLOUR?: Brown-eyed gang unite!

SCARY MOVIES OR HAPPY ENDINGS?: Well-earned happy endings and well-justified scary movies (not a fan of watching people suffer for the sake of suffering, but some themes in scary movies are fascinating).

ANY TALENTS?: Words. Writing is part of it, but I've also been told I have a way of saying things that just clicks or expresses things thoughtfully, which I take as a huge compliment. I also make really good brownies and recently learned I'm a great teacher.

WHERE WERE YOU BORN?: The Yucatán Peninsula.

WHAT ARE YOUR HOBBIES?: Reading, gaming, writing, teaching my cryptid dog how to behave in polite society.

DO YOU HAVE ANY PETS?: See above! Yali is a xoloitzcuintle, but has also been described by myself and my friends as part cat, part jackal, part deer. Yali picture under the cut :)

HOW TALL ARE YOU?: 5'4"

FAVOURITE SUBJECT IN SCHOOL?: I love learning in general, but I think my favorite subject was languages; which, growing up in Mexico, mostly entailed learning English. Once I tested out of that, I switched to French, which was also fun.

DREAM JOB?: I plan to be the clinician that people go see when they need to check in about their brain's health. I also want to be a leader in the field to help make sure that Spanish speakers, low-income/uninsured, and other marginalized folks have access to those services.

Tagging @isayashai, @daggertongue, @miniature-space-hamster, @metzlishepard, @creaking-skull, @dandenbo, @hungerofhadarr, @whimsyswastry, @rowanisawriter, @greenteabtch, @galpalaven, @neonbutchery, @laelior, @tiny-banana-time, and @vlwl! Plus anyone else who feels like joining! Edit: adding @aphoticfairy because I missed it!!<333