#ask korv

[ziptieburns]

oh you'll be "one of the boys" alright. one of my boytoys that is. oh, you thought you were gonna get to play video games with us men? no, no. you have to wait until you've been on T for that. right now youre just a plaything for us while we wait for the T to kick in🎮

Fuckkkkkkk this sounds so<3<3 Wanna be used as a warmer/toy for you and a bunch of other tboys, let you use my mouth and let the other use me however they want, while they’re busy watching the others play games. The only time I’m acknowledge is when I’m pet or my hair is tugged. Getting told that I feel good and this is the natural next step for me to take as a man, you gotta help out your brothers, guys help guys. Fuckkkk and now ‘m hard over this

[vynl1xo9]

Once you get this, you have to say five things you like about yourself, publicly. Then you have to send this to ten of your favorite followers (non-negotiable, positivity is cool~)

aajjhah okokok 😭

i like my hands?? theyre nice and soft and warm i guess

i think im fucking funny as hell 🗣️🗣️

think my hair's pretty nice cause my bangs are bleached kinda

ive been told i have nice eyelashes??? so i guess i like that too lol

i think im also a very reliable person so :3

thanks for this!!

[flunflun]

I just wanna say that it brings me joy every time you and cj interact on here/on twitter. maybe it's because I don't follow many people but you guys pop up in my feed so frequently and I'm just like "ah the iwaoi besties are at it again", love u guys and so glad I found your art!!

Answering this so late, im sry T_T Youre so incredibly sweet anon!! It's funny bc i oftentimes forget ppl can even see us like in my mind im just mssging my best friend, im happy our interactions bring u joy!!

[vermillioncrown]

more little teasers for tpac ch 11 bc i am in revision hell 😔

...

“Just work with me, Korv.” Tim is not wheedling. He’s asking very rationally, and Korvin’s being stubborn as all hell.

What else is new?

Even after getting caught with their metaphorical pants down, Korvin refuses to explain his hyperawareness or acknowledge it at all.

“Stop being a dweeb and I’ll stop detecting you,” Korvin says nastily—big talk coming from the weedy, braces-wearing math nerd.

“Glass houses, Lead Dweeb.”

He can’t leverage Cass treating Korvin’s…whatever like a game, either—one would think that’d be prime sampling for figuring out the extent of his hyperawareness. Now that Tim knows that Korvin knows that Cass knows that Korvin knows, the causality and responses are so diluted that Tim’s better off starting fresh.

Hence, politely asking; he’s trying to keep them all out of trouble. And for as much as Korvin proclaims he loves staying out of trouble, the stubborn little contrarian won’t budge.

...

[stellae-de-baphometis]

🖤 ~ About Me ~ 🖤

+ Introduction +

Hey there! My name is Korvella Starlight, but you can also call me Kody or Korv. I'm in my 20's and I use both he/him and they/them pronouns interchangeably (I'm a non-binary trans guy).

This is a blog dedicated to Progressive Daemonolatry, Theistic Satanism / Luciferianism, Daemonism, and Paganism. I first got into Paganism when I was 14 years old. Throughout the years, I further expanded my beliefs and eventually got into Theistic Satanism. From there, I later got into Daemonolatry. Nowadays, I consider myself a Progressive Daemonolatrist/Daemonist (a form of Daemonolatry that respects closed practices and doesn't engage in cultural appropriation), Daemonologist, Polytheist, Panentheist, and Eclectic Pagan.

Please keep in mind that I am neurodivergent and mentally ill, and this severely affects my ability to function. I may take frequent breaks in between posts and I won't exactly be consistently active here all the time. I try to post as much as I can though!

+ Why I Made This Blog +

I made this blog so I could provide a safe space for people seeking resources and information on the Infernal/Daemonic Divine. If you have any questions, please don't hesitate to ask!

There's a lot of appropriation and antisemitism in some "demonolatry" spaces nowadays, and I had the unfortunate displeasure of being brainwashed and indoctrinated into thinking that cultural appropriation was completely fine at the beginning of my Daemonolatry path in 2022, because of an echo-chamber subreddit I was a part of. When a friend of mine explained to me how harmful it was, I vowed to change my perspective and I educated myself, changing for the better.

I wanted to try and counteract some of the appropriation and make up for my past mistakes, as well as help prevent others from falling down the same pipeline I did, by blogging about my personal experiences and providing info and resources that don't appropriate closed practises.

+ DO NOT INTERACT +

✧ Exclusionists of any kind. ✧ T3RFs, SW3RFs, m1s0gyn1sts, s3x1sts/ tr4nsm3ds, etc. ✧ Anything anti-LGBTQIA+. I'm a non-binary trans guy and a demi-grey-pansexual. As a queer person, I won't tolerate any bigotry or hate directed towards my community. ✧ Anything involving H3lluva B0ss and H4zb1n H0tel. I highly dislike the series as it portrays daemons (beings I have a lot of respect for) in a very poor light. No disrespect or anything, I just personally don't want anything to do with it. ✧ Appropriators of any kind. This especially goes for gentiles who appropriate Lilith from Judaism. She's not a "Mesopotamian Pagan Goddess" and she's not the same as Lamashtu. Stop making excuses for stealing shit from closed practices. ✧ Racists, antisemites, islamophobes, n4z1s and neo-n4z1s, xenophobes, anti-BLM, anti-ACAB, white supremacists, etc. ✧ M4Ps, p3d0ph1l3s, z00ph1l3s, b3ast1al1ty, etc. ✧ Right-Wingers, Conservatives, etc. ✧ P0rn0gr4ph1c and/or NSFW content that fetishises or objectifies Satanism, Luciferianism, Daemonolatry, and the Infernal/Daemonic Divine. ✧ Religious extremists/radicalists. If you're a regular old religious person and progressive, that's completely fine and I have no problem with you. It's just the extremists that I want absolutely nothing to do with; For example, those Christian radicalists that try to shove their beliefs down everyone's throats, or the ones who try to justify bigotry in the name of God. ✧ Ableism of any kind. This includes ableism towards mental illness, neurodiversity, and all personality disorders. ✧ New Agers. That shit contributed to my Schizotypal psychotic-like experiences and mental illness when it leaked into my spiritual practices as a teenager. Plus it's just highly problematic in general. I want nothing to do with it whatsoever.

+ IMPORTANT NOTICE +

If you see any old posts of mine (specifically posts made prior to November/December of 2022) spouting antisemitic rhetoric regarding demons and/or the occult, please understand that it's not who I am anymore and that I have changed and educated myself since then. I sincerely and deeply apologise to the Jewish community for my blatant ignorance and antisemitic takes.

I used to be part of an antisemitic "Demonolatry" group back then (r/DemonolatryPractices, a terribly cultish space that I advise everyone avoid), and was brainwashed and severely misinformed on the amount of cultural appropriation and antisemitism that exists within the occult community. However, it is no excuse, and I am deeply sorry for the things I said and did in the past.

If you feel uncomfortable interacting with me and my content because of my past, that is 100% valid and completely okay. You are in no way obligated to forgive me if you are Jewish and/or were negatively affected by my previous content.

I have deleted my old posts, however some of them may still exist in the form of reblogs and reposts across Tumblr, hence why I've written this disclaimer to set things straight. I just want it to be abundantly clear that I am not like that anymore and I have changed. Thank you for taking the time to read this, and once again, I am sincerely sorry. 💙

Hope you like what I post here! I wish you well on your spiritual path, and may whoever you honour/venerate bless your soul. 🖤

❀༻ Ave Satanas ༺❀

+ Decor Credit + . . . Bat Divider . . . Blood Moon Divider V1 . . . Blood Moon Divider V2 . . . Ram Skull & Horns Divider . . . Baphomet Image . . .

[devildevotee]

Hi there! So I saw this post and I wanted to ask, how to you view and work with Lord Satan, and how do you differentiate him from Lord/Lady Baphomet? I've always been confused about Satan as a daemon, and never really knew if he was the same as Baphomet or not or how to differentiate them.

I've been wanting to work with Satan as his own deity/daemon for a while now, but never really knew how to go about it.

Really interested to know how you view them both!

~ Many Blessings ~

-Korv Xx

two reflections of one energy. i'd connect lucifer to this, as well (though keep in mind that this is my personal beliefs, and it's alright and even encouraged to form your own - do what feels right for you first and foremost). they're all connected, not dissimilar to the father/the son/the holy spirit all being apart of the same one deity, but being different aspects of said deity. think of them as like a hydra, having three heads with different faces and different brains, and one body that connects them. the heads are their own identities, while also being the same body that connects one to another. i hope that makes sense, because it makes sense to me.

anyway, another way i personally differentiate satan and baphomet is if satan was red, and lucifer is blue, then baphomet is purple - a peaceful middle ground between the two. additionally, if lucifer is more angelic and satan more demonic, then baphomet is a neutral ground between the two. baphomet is also divinely androgynous, whereas lucifer can be seen as being feminine, satan more masculine (though labelling demons as strictly one or another doesn't really slot neatly into my practice, i need to express that. it works for some people, but not for me).

i'm a little dissociative when writing this, so i hope this makes sense. i just want to express differences in order to help you focus on one or another. but again! it's totally fine to disagree with me and/or form your own belief system regarding this. this is solely just how i view it within my own practice.

[avaveevo]

Sneak peek for The New Solar Opposites Episode 2

Terry: Hey, Korv. Wanna have sex?

Korvo: Oh-ho-ho. You know I do. Should we do it on the couch?

Terry: Oh! Hold on! breaking the fourth wall Before we do this, we would like to let you know the sex you’re about to witness will not be pretty. So, if you have small children, now would be a good time to ask them to leave the room. to Korvo Now, shall we?

[tr1cerat0ps]

about the littles nd body...

about the body :;

bodily 18 . trans boy . slavic / croatian

about the mind :;

neurodivergent , BPD , autistic , system(?) nd short memory .

the littles :;

miguel ( 🐢 ) , mikey ( 🛹 ) , mikester ( 🪅 ) nd korvin ( 🦴 ) .

about 🐢miguel :;

or whatever nickname !! uses it / woozy / pawe nd only neoprns !! woozys aroace unlabelled nd bixenary !! typing quirk is i = I ( lowercase i = uppercase I ) nd e / E = 3 ( lowercase e / uppercase E = three ) with “ :33 ›› ” in front of the text !! age regressor :; big age is 15 , little age is 3 - 6 !! pet regressor :; bat nd turtle !! source is TMNT 2003 mikey !!

about 🪅mikester ::

or any nicknames !! uses he / ono / eepy nd neoprns that r silly :P ono is genderflux bxy enby symmaic !! typing quirk :; all over the place TvT ,, e / E = 3 ( lowercase e / uppercase E = three ) ,, i / I = 1 ( lowercase i / uppercase I = one ) ,, a / A = 4 ( lowercase a / uppercase A = four ) ,, o / O = 0 ( lowercase o / uppercase O = zero ) ,, s / S = z / Z ( lowercase s / uppercase S = lowercase z / uppercase Z ) ,, l = L ( lowercase l = uppercase L ) nd w / W = v / V ( lowercase w / uppercase W = lowercase v / uppercase V ) !! age regressor :; big age is 15 ,, little age is 2 - 4 !! pet regressor :; turtle nd kitty !! source is TMNT 2012 mikey !!

about 🛹mikey :;

uses he / it / shim !! shim is boygirl abro acespec t4t !! typing quirk :; o / O = ★ ( lowercase o / uppercase O = filled star ) nd i / I = ! ( lowercase i / uppercase I = exclamation mark ) !! dream regressor :: big age is 19 ,, little age is 8 - 12 !! pet regressor :; turtle nd bear !! source is TMNT 2007 mikey !!

about 🦴korvin :;

or korv !! uses he / it !! it is trans butch/femme boy aroacespec omni-lesgay t4t polyam !! no typing quirk !! age regressor :; big age is 18 ,, little age is 3 - 6 !! dream regressor :; little age is 1 - 2 !! pet regressor :; puppy , european pine marten nd bat !! one of the hosts of body nd body ( ? ) !!!

fun facts :;

body is a taurus !! our fav colours are green , purple , blue nd yellow !! our eyes are very sensitive to bright colors :(( we wear glasses !! we are mostly metalheads ^-^ we are in highschool for fashion nd design nd using that knowledge to try to make a battle jacket ( not even started that much TvT ) !! we have several cats nd 2 dogs !!! we are colourblind so if ya req w colours use hex codes or rgb codes ;)) nd finally ,, some of us r shy but we love talking to people !! feel free to message us whenever nd we will answer ( in asks or dms ) !!

onto the interests :;

we play a lot of videogames nd drawww !! minecraft, spiderman, pokémon , tmnt , tnmn , pou , talking angela 2 + so many more !! we also like a lot of shows nd movies :; lego ninjago , the lost boys , near the dark , power rangers nd a bunch more shows too !! we also watch some youtubers !!! bonus interests rr triceratops ,, bones ,, paganism ,, collecting tabs on cans nd collecting stuffies !!

anyways ,, if ya made it this far , thankk uu for reading aalll that !! also translation for typing quirk is always IN tags !! <333

[greenbagjosh]

Friday 15 November 2002 - ICE T to Stuttgart with Niles the Conductor - train to Nürnberg and a night at the M>1 next to Lorenzkirche and Christkindlmarkt

15 November 2002

EN  Hi everyone.  It is the end of my visit to Zürich and Switzerland.  I take a 9 AM train from Zürich HB to Stuttgart Hbf and another to Nürnberg Hbf and make my way to the hotel in the district of Höfen, almost on the city limits of Fürth, I do a bit of shopping and sausage sampling (for a fee), come back to the hotel, have supper with a Pyraser beer, and then dress up to go to the M>1 club next door to the Lorenzkirche U Bahn station.  And make it back to Höfen by the night bus.

DE  Hallo allerseits. Es ist das Ende meines Besuchs in Zürich und in der Schweiz. Ich nehme einen 9-Uhr-Zug von Zürich HB nach Stuttgart Hbf und einen weiteren nach Nürnberg Hbf und mache mich auf den Weg zum Hotel im Stadtteil Höfen, fast an der Stadtgrenze von Fürth, mache ein bisschen Einkaufen und Würstchen probieren (für a Gebühr), komm zurück ins Hotel, esse ein Pyraser-Bier und gehe dann schick gekleidet in den M>1-Club neben der U-Bahn-Station Lorenzkirche. Und mit dem Nachtbus zurück nach Höfen.

DK  Hej allesammen. Det er afslutningen på mit besøg i Zürich og Schweiz. Jeg tager et tog kl. 9 fra Zürich HB til Stuttgart Hbf og et andet til Nürnberg Hbf og kører til hotellet i distriktet Höfen, næsten på Fürths bygrænse, jeg shopper lidt og tager pølseprøver (til en gebyr), kom tilbage til hotellet, spis aftensmad med en Pyraser-øl, og klæde dig så ud for at gå til M>1-klubben ved siden af Lorenzkirche U-Bahn-stationen. Og kom tilbage til Höfen med natbussen.

SE  Hej allihopa. Det är slutet på mitt besök i Zürich och Schweiz. Jag tar ett tåg kl. 9 från Zürich HB till Stuttgart Hbf och ett annat till Nürnberg Hbf och tar mig till hotellet i distriktet Höfen, nästan på stadsgränsen i Fürth, jag shoppar lite och provar korv (för en tid). avgift), kom tillbaka till hotellet, ät kvällsmat med en Pyraser-öl och klä dig sedan för att gå till M>1-klubben bredvid Lorenzkirche U Bahn-stationen. Och ta dig tillbaka till Höfen med nattbussen.

FR  Salut tout le monde. C'est la fin de ma visite à Zürich et en Suisse. Je prends un train de 9h00 de Zürich HB à Stuttgart Hbf et un autre à Nürnberg Hbf et me dirige vers l'hôtel dans le quartier de Höfen, presque aux limites de la ville de Fürth, je fais un peu de shopping et de dégustation de saucisses (pour un payant), revenez à l'hôtel, dînez avec une bière Pyraser, puis habillez-vous pour aller au club M>1 à côté de la station Lorenzkirche U Bahn. Et revenez à Höfen en bus de nuit.

Guten Morgen!  Good morning!   Today would be my last day to visit Switzerland for the year, though I would return in early August the following year, in time for Lake Parade in Geneva and Street Parade in Zürich.  I would have to take a 9 AM train from Zürich HB to Stuttgart, and taking the 12 PM Intercity train to Nuremberg Hbf, so that I could be there by 2 PM or so.  Would I make it in time?

I woke up about 6:30 AM, took a shower, packed up my suitcase, and went downstairs for breakfast.  I did not eat too much, but had at least three cups of coffee, from the espresso machine.  I checked out and walked to the bus stop to catch the line 33 bus to Morgental to change to the line 7 tram.  I arrived at HB about 20 minutes later, and it was around 8:10 AM.  I had about an hour to spare before the train would depart.  The train I would ride, would be a short ICE T train.  I boarded the train about 8:50 AM.  I was in the first class cabin with 2 x 1 seating.  The conductor looked very much like David Hyde Pierce, the man who played Dr. Niles Crane, Frasier's brother.  The train left Zürich HB about 9:00 AM, pretty much on time.

The ride seemed to go fine, at least up to when the train crossed the Rhine and entered Schaffhausen, the last station in Switzerland.  The weather was starting to get worse, as soon as we arrived in Schaffhausen.  At Schaffhausen, since in 2002 the Schengen Agreement did not include Switzerland, there was a passport and customs control by the Grenzpolizei.  They did not ask me much of anything, so it was okay.  The train left around 10 AM for Singen (Hohentwiel) and Tuttlingen, and the weather became worse after crossing into Germany.  From Tuttlingen to Horb, the section is mostly single track, except at stations.  Along the way, there was a tree that fell on the tracks as a result of the high winds.  I think it would have been close to Rottweil, when the train stopped.  The train was stopped for about a half hour.  I remember asking the conductor if we would make it to Stuttgart in time to catch the 12 PM InterCity train to Nürnberg Hbf.  He replied a bit sing-songy with an irritated mood "Ich würde Ihnen das sagen, wenn ich das wusste".  I just left it at that.  After leaving Horb, the weather "improved", even if it just stopped raining.  The temperatures remained in the upper 30s, or +3 C.

The train arrived in Stuttgart Hbf about 12:15 PM, and the Intercity train to Nürnberg had already left.  There would be either an InterCity train at 2 PM, or I could take the RegionalExpress at 1 PM, and maybe arrive at 2:30 PM.  In 2002, I never even knew about the "Stuttgart21" project, which would have the head rail station tracks replaced with an underground through station.  There were many travel stores open, including newsstands, bakeries, sandwich shops and similar places for takeaway food.  It was chilly and damp outside, so it was a good idea not to go anywhere outside the rail station.  

About 12:55 PM, I boarded the train for Nürnberg Hbf.  It was a Regional Express train, with kind of semi-private compartments of six to a compartment.  You could see into the other compartments, even in first class.  Its route was eastern Swabia and western Franconia, basically going through Backnang, Schwäbisch Hall, Crailsheim - last stop in Baden-Württemberg, Feuchtwangen in Bavaria, Ansbach and Nürnberg Hbf.  Along the way I listened to my newest CDs.  "All around the world" by ATC that also has "My heart beats like a drum", "Embrace me" from Fragma, the same group who did "Toca's Miracle" in 2000, but this one did not have the Duderstadt remix of "Embrace Me", I bought the single the following August, and "Kuss" by Natacha.  Also "No Broblem" from Aargauer comedian Peach Weber and "Achtung Almi kommt!" from Almi.  Quite a good collection.  This was from a time long before Youtube and live streaming.  My Siemens S40 phone could not store any music and it did not even have any headphone jack, the 3.5 mm one.  Bluetooth was a really new technology then.  

I arrived at Nürnberg Hbf, went downstairs to the U1 platform, and bought a day pass.  Day passes are good for the daytime during regular operating hours, generally prior to 11:30 PM.  I boarded the U1, that went to Lorenzkirche, Weißer Turm, Plärrer, and Maximilianplatz.  At Maximilianstraße was the bus transfer to Höfen.  Back in 2002, there was no U3 connection, and even in 2022 the closest connection is in Großreuth, and Maximilianstraße still remains the closest U Bahn station.  I took the bus to somewhere in Höfen but I think I alighted too soon.   I should have taken the bus to Lenkersheimerstraße, which was the closest.  I had to call the hotel for directions, and they told me to follow along Höfener Straße to Sigmundstraße.  Eventually I found the Höfener Garten hotel, where I had reservations for four nights, including breakfast.

I checked into my room, which was in a second floor room, that did not have stairs.  In Germany, the second floor is what is known in the USA as the third floor.  My room was ensuite, it had a shower and a toilet, as well as a sink.  I left my wheeled bag in the room, left the hotel, and walked to the Lenkersheimer Straße bus stop to take bus line 38 to Maximilianstraße to take the U Bahn into downtown.  I took the U Bahn to Lorenzkirche and looked for the doors to the M>1, and saw that the club would open about 8 PM that night.  I walked to the Karoliner Straße to see if I could find somewhere to buy some Nürnberger and Lebkuchen.  November is about the time when it is appropriate to start selling Lebkuchen.  Karolinenstraße, Königstraße and Kornmarkt are the major shopping areas of Nürnberg.  The Handwerkerhof, across the street from Hbf, is the best place for handmade products, also it is home the Bratwurstglöcklein (fried sausage bell) restaurant.  I went back to the hotel around 6 PM, so that I could have supper and change into my white shirt, tie and black trousers, and black oxfords.  At the M>1, it is important to dress to impress.

At the hotel, I had a beefsteak supper, with potatoes and a salad.  Their local beer was Pyraser, so I had a 0,4 Liter glass of it.  It was nice.  I had the supper charged to my room.  I left the hotel, looking very nice, and I returned to the Lenkersheimer Straße bus stop to board the bus to Maximilianstraße and the U1 to Lorenzkirche.  When I arrived, the doors were not yet open.  There was a line to get in.  I think it was a 20 Euro fee to enter.  As soon as I entered, I paid the entry fee, and was given a page of coupons for discounts on drinks.  The M>1 was a really nice place.  There were two different rooms for music.  One was pop music and the other was underground house and techno.  I went between the rooms and paid for my drinks each time.  I even had a couple of Red Bulls, they were okay.  They tasted like gummi bears.  I do not remember the beer I had, probably it was Tucher.  The bathroom was strange.  It had frosted windows for walls, and a grate for the floors.  

I enjoyed myself until about 12:30 AM.  The club was not ready to close yet, but I was getting tired.  I left, walked to Plärrer because the U-Bahn had stopped operation for the night.  Then I found the bus at Plärrer which would go Höfen and Leyh.  I had to pay an extra € 3,00 for the single fare.  The bus ride was crowded, even in a bendy bus, called a Lenkbus in German.  The prerecorded next station announcement was working fine.  It had funny animations on the displays.  About 1:30 AM I was back at the hotel, and went to sleep.  It was quite a lovely time, and a similar function would happen at the M>1 again the next day.

Please join me again, when I have a nice relaxing Saturday walking through downtown Nürnberg and see a bit of Fürth, the neighboring city.  Frankfurt am Main and München will be day trips the following days, and the 19th will be when I fly home.  

Gute Nacht!  Good night!

[ziptieburns]

Is it bad that I want you to bulk up like I want you to get big I want your muscles to be massive

this would absolutely play into me wanting someone to force me to work out as a form of forcemasc and to also just get me to workout. Would certainly be better than what progress I have now. Would love for you to instruct me on the proper form for lifting weights, letting me know how big I’m getting and how much bigger I have to get to look how I want.

[zihette]

idk if ur up but. korvus. call his ass out.

where do i begin. ok.

- killed people just to have enough energy to bring his dead best friend back and chickened out and didnt even bring him back after all of that- fell for an evil guy with serious problems- manipulates people- has a bad temper- HES KILLED PEOPLE FOR FUN MULTIPLE TIMES I HATE TO REMIND YOU THAT- brought both nox AND nera back to life at some point JUST to lure neo out of hiding because if neo goes first the rest will soon follow- evil twink- has coats made out of the hides of like endangered species and shit just bc he can- KIND OF RULES THE WORLD RIGHT NOW?? LIKE IN A REALLY EVIL WAY TOGETER WITH KGOSI (who isnt my oc but you know. theyre sharing it. Though... KG is def the one manipulating korv in this situation)

[spaceygoobert]

solar opposites s1 & s2 that I noticed (it’s out of order)

Korvo thinks a kiss is how to do an apology, Terry thinks that getting mexican food and salsa is how to do an apology, but like he knows that Korvo has a thing for mexican food, you know with the taco tuesday thing in s1, which I think it’s sweet. 

Korvo fake died falling into a blackhole and Terry died falling out of the ship. Soulmates or what?

Korvo gets stabbed by terry, terry gets stabbed by a tree. Both are plants

Terry does a lot of things for Korvo, like study manuals and doing the taco-tuesday thing after he fake died, which BTW Korvo manipulates Terry into doing, AND he uses time travel to manipulate him. He regrets changing Terry because Terry is out to kill him now. In the end, he likes Terry better when he’s not psychotic

When the red goobler shows up in s1, terry assures korv that he’ll be okay and also spends his day helping Korvo hunt down the red goobler, and then lied about killing it when it escapes so Korvo doesn’t stress out

Terry spends the day trying to catch a rat for Korvo so that he doesn’t get killed by the red chris goobler

When Korvo wanted to be included in the dinner parties, Terry hesitantly invited him, but only because Korvo forced him to do it. Then at the end, Korvo gets what he wants and they have a dinner party together at home with the replicants, pupa and the nabadoodles

What has Korvo done for Terry? Like one thing, use the specs Terry suggested in making patricia, but like they both agreed on it because they both like it, so does it really count?

I think the reason why he doesn’t do anything for Terry is because maybe Terry doesn’t show that he wants Korvo to do something for him. Thus the passive aggressive angy boi. 

Korvo seemingly gets what he wants though manipulation, i.e magician fake death to get the others to care about ship stuff, threatened to thanos the planet for an invite to the dinner party, used time travel to change Terry

S1 Korv and Ter do things together. S2 they do things separately, which Korvo mentions and Terry explains why

Omg i have a theory. In s1 and s2, Terry cares about Korvo. What if in s3 he slowly separates himself from korvo because he recognizes that Korvo cares more about himself? But like, Terry is insecure, so would he even mention it? Would he be able to do it? I mean when Korvo left to be with the other aliens, Terry said he’s a piece of shit without him. Is he reliant on Korvo? 

When Korvo is around, he’s the one who’s doing the cleaning and managing around the house which gives Terry an opportunity to do nothing/whatever he wants because he knows Korvo will handle everything. With Korvo around, Terry doesn’t have responsibility because he wouldn’t need to.

Korvo and Yumyulack do cocaine more than Terry and Jesse.

S1 Korvo and Terry were like best friends/boyfriends, they were close. S2 they feel like a couple who’s been together for too long and they kinda lost value in their relationship but they’re still trying

What we know about Korvo so far (Might be more, these are from the episodes so far):

Likes to make fun of humans

He’s manipulative

Petty 

A slut

Does orgies with Terry but doesn’t engage? And bebones fish

Likes to watch/listen to super boring things. I like to think it’s because normal movies make him cry.

Falls in love? After sex? Willing to get married after one night of fucking

kinda cares for Terry

Likes his alone time with Terry away from the replicants

realized he likes his replicants

Doesn’t like it when he’s being disagreed with

Tugs Terry around

likes to be emasculated

Isn’t as chaotic as yumyulack

Likes it when Terry is agreeable

Only likes being with his team because he’s the one leading it and they make him feel valued

Likes it when his family is miserable without him; makes him feel needed

Wear blue makeup

Literally does something extreme to get what he wants

Would rather get killed by the other shlorpian than have Terry and Jesse die because of him

Not as insecure/self-loathing as i thought he would be

Deserved to be stabbed by Terry, but needs to be stabbed some more

Constantly calls Terry dumb and stupid

Gets lonely without Terry around

Even though he hates parties, he still wants to be asked if he wanted to go even if he says no

Expresses how he feels, like saying he and Terry haven’t had a night out together for a while

Banned dinner parties because Terry doesn’t spend enough time with him

What we know about Terry:

Likes to make fun of humans but with his family

Insecure

Likes to get drunk, usually drunk

Can outsmart Korvo

Isn’t intimidated by Korvo

will defy Korvo if he gets in the way of what Terry wants

Clever when he really needs/want something

Can’t form own opinions

Passive aggressive

Likes/allows himself to relax

Doesn’t express how he feels

Would confront Korvo if he was being a dick

Is a romantic, likes romance

Doesn’t fall in love after sex

Probably engages in orgies

Just wants to socialize and be around people like him.

Wants to be liked… maybe because he’s insecure?? Maybe that’s why he doesn’t hang out with Korvo as much anymore because Korvo belittles him, but Korvo is like “No, WE have to hang out.”

Repressed

Shallow

Somehow remembers pathfinding but not stuff about the pupa

Gets shit on a lot for no apparent reason

In s1, he freely wore his robe open despite not caring what other shlorpians think, but in s2 he can’t form his own opinions? Y’know, if Terry can’t think for himself on shlorp then he would’ve done the same things they did and not open his robe. What if Korvo made him that way?

Doesn’t like to be called stupid

Calls himself stupid and lazy

Doesn’t think anything will change the way he is

Gets distracted easily

Doesn’t tell Korvo about going to dinner parties because he already knows he hates people and parties

This season shows how much of a piece of shit Korvo is, then in the future season we get development. Also I really want Terry to realize his worth then go off on Korvo about how he always made him feel like shit, maybe during a climactic moment. Korvo apologizes but Terry doesn’t accept it because Korvo isn’t sorry about what he did, he’s just sorry for feeling bad about it.

Then Terry tells Korvo that he hates him and Korvo actually gets hurt by this. 

Now it’s Korvo’s turn to feel like shit. 

For reasons like this, shitty qualities of a character, is exactly why I love Korvo. Dunno why. Horrible characters have the potential for change, redemption OR pain.

It’s gonna be one of those, “you know what you have until you lose it” tropes

[officermorozov]

Whose in Charge

After things had settled down in town, he’d gotten Jolyan taken care of, and back to the station to see how things had gone booking the man that had caused the ruckus it was time for the castle to take over. Ransom wasn’t the biggest fan of how things were dealt with here, this wasn’t the US and even though it was in Russian, it didn’t really follow that flow either. It was all on the castle, all up the vampires. Ransom not the biggest fan of them as it stood and even less so the more he stayed in the town specially with a half breed on his payroll. Jame’s had said he wanted to keep it on the down low. Ransom wasn’t fan, but he understood. He’d his for a long time he was half demon. 

Leaning back in his chair he had the phone to his ear. James had gotten the details on the slave and their systems finally updated with info from the castle meaning he new species, slaves, masters, staff. It was nice to know what he was dealing with before he was dealing with it. It was standard issue to have bullets made and treated with different materials and magic to handle the array of creatures in the area, the biggest issue was getting those bullets into his gun before whatever the fuck it was came barreling at him. 

His thoughts were cut off as the phone was finally picked up. “Seth Harper?” He asked into the receiver waiting for it to be confirmed. “This is Chief Morozov at the Korv’s town PD. Your slave is currently being held in one of our cells. We’re going to need you go to come down to the station, fill out some paperwork, and make sure you bring cash, we no longer takes checks. to pay his fine. Unfortunately because of the property damage and he’s actions following that, you’re looking at about $250k to pick him up. I know it sounds like a lot, but trust me, I’d do what you can to get it and pick him up.” He said before giving the address and hanging up with the other. 

@witchysethharper

[silentghosttimez]

Almost all of the hate Xanderhal gets is just EXTREMELY in bad faith, it's just people spreading a bunch of lies about him that can EASILY be debunked if they were actually there to watch some of his streams.

It's understandable if you're iffy about him because of his past ableism, even people in his chat/audience get in him for that and try to educate him on.

But saying shit like:

"He's a racist/white supremacist" is completely a lie, he literally speaks AGAINST racism. People legit think he's racist because he said a black youtuber he was watching seems far from being reactionary which????? That's a compliment, being called the opposite of reactionary is a good thing tho so why are y'all mad?????

"He's a nazi pedo" He literally is neither of those things, he also ACTIVELY has his audience report pedo/loli accounts and has even gotten into an argument with a pedo that tried to justify lolicon on his streams.

"isn't he alt right?" No, but like many young kids and teens on the internet, he DID go down the pipeline when he was a dumb, vulnerable, impressionable kid. I, a black person, ALSO went down the alt right pipeline(aka the sunken place) when I was a dumb kid, vulnerable to reactionary content, I was VERY reactionary when I was around 15 to 16 looking back at my own watch/search history and my thought process at the time. I can confidently say that Xanderhal has greatly grown past all of that, and so have I.

"isn't he transphobic/didn't he leak blair white's deadname?" No, he is VERY supportive towards trans people though many people like korv*day have tried to paint him this way. I think people got mad because he as a cishet white man tried to speak up for them when he tries to defend people from transphobia, so they just started making up shit. The most yikesy he's ever gotten is saying he " knew" philosophytube was trans, which he later apologized for on stream. He didn't "leak" blair white's deadname, if you knew the context, he was watching one of her videos and in the video, Blair brought up an email, in which the emailer kept bringing up a masc name that made it seem as though it was her actual deadname, a few people in chat thought the email shown in her video was her deadname, and some asked about in confusion of whether it was her deadname. So, Xanderhal, though it was yikes, tried to look up if the person in her video was calling her by her actual deadname, though nothing came to fruition from this and nothing was found so, no, he leaked nothing of hers. And if the name WAS her deadname, then that would only mean Blair leaked her own deadname.

"he's diet vaush/destiny" he's actually been around longer than vaush, and destiny was the one he was ORIGINALLY inspired by, though he's realized after talking to Destiny that destiny is kind of a fucking asshole and so is his audience, so he's not really a fan or destiny anymore I guess.

It understandable if you don't like Xanderhal because he's kind of an asshole at times, talks alot, and also kinda overshares too much, but it's very bad faith when you just straight up lie abt him or just regurgitate shit bad faithers have said about him. If you want him to get better at, or understand things better then you should just talk to him about it instead of immediately getting all pissy about it

[klayrnen]

sai-zul owns a large klaybird that was gifted to him by limmen, which he uses to travel between the neverhood and homen’s world. her name is korv, and sai-zul absolutely spoils her and treats her like a princess :] homen is the one who named her, after sai-zul pestered him enough asking for name ideas. he acts like he doesnt care, but homen really likes korv too!

[queandrue]

How Hard Can One Baby Be?

A/N: I can’t be stopped and need distractions from the stress of finals week XD Enjoy more DnD babes~ ~Rue

Word Count: 4438

“I usually put him down for a nap around two. He has this little stuffed griffon Mama and Papa gave him that he loves to curl up next to. Sometimes he simply won’t go to sleep without it. I left some bottles for him, sometimes he gets finicky, but you just have to be patient and- This isn’t too much for you is it?”

Sildar glanced up at Talnah. Her hands were fidgeting with her blue robe, the same robe they had all gotten her for Candlesnight. It seemed like so long ago now, and Talnah seemed different in a way.

Perhaps it was just a side effect of having her first child.

“Dear friend, you have no need to worry,” he assured placing a hand on her shoulder. Talnah stopped her fidgeting and looked up at Sildar. He saw doubt and fear flash through her eyes. Perhaps she was having second thoughts. He couldn’t let that happen. After all, new mothers needed a break eventually, and it was clear that having a fussy baby was taking its toll on the tiefling. “He’s one baby and there are six of us. I think we can handle him. You need to go out and relax. You’ve earned it. After these next two days, you’ll have us babysitting all the time, and maybe I’ll even get to introduce him to Mathilda.”

Talnah’s shoulders slumped a bit and her tail fell to the floor. Sildar could see the bags that had started to form under her eyes. It had been quite a while since he’d seen the tiefling this worn. “What if he starts to miss me?” she asked, “I don’t think I’ve ever left him for this long before… I don’t know Sildar, maybe I’m making a mistake. Maybe Cascius is still too little yet.”  As if on cue, tiny noises started up from the bassinet in the room. Talnah smiled at Sildar before motioning him to follow her. She pulled aside the deep blue curtains to reveal her squirming child and a stuffed griffon with button eyes. Sildar thought it was odd how little the young child looked like a tiefling. In fact, if it hadn’t been for the tail and Talnah’s unmistakable eyes, he would have sworn the child didn’t possess an ounce of infernal blood at all. But, perhaps that would change once his horns grew in…. If he grew horns.

“Good morning my Starshine,” Talnah cooed, plucking Cascius from his bed. The child squirmed a bit before he found a comfortable spot to cling onto Talnah. “Can you say hello to Uncle Sildar?” she asked softly.

Sildar reached out to put a hand atop Cascius’ head. Gods that hair was so soft and curly, “You’re going to have a fun time taming this when he gets older.” He couldn’t help but smile when he heard the giggles escape from Talnah’s mouth.

“Well, thankfully I don’t have to worry about that for quite some-”

“Come on Tal! Hurry up! Just give Cascius to Sildar!”

Robin’s voice came through the second story window clear as day. Just like that worry replaced Talnah’s smile once more.

“I can walk you to the door so you can hold him for a little while longer,” Sildar offered. He couldn’t help but wonder what she must be feeling. She hadn’t ever spent that much time away from Cascius, but they all seemed to agree that it was time for her to have a break, at least for tonight.

As they walked down the staircase Talnah peppered the baby in kisses. Would she be able to stay away for a night? Would Ea and Robin be able to keep her away for a night?

“You promise, you’ll have Jacar get a hold of me if anything goes wrong?” she asked, “It really won’t be any bother… I’ll probably call tonight just so I can say goodnight to him.” Talnah seemed like she wanted to say more until Ea put a hand on her shoulder.

Talnah had waited almost three months until she said anything about the pregnancy and she had waited just a little longer to tell Ea. Sildar didn’t blame her. Despite the other tiefling being another close friend, there had been no telling on how she’d react. Even now, she didn’t exactly seem to hold a fondness for the child.

Ea squeezed Talnah’s shoulder lightly, “Give him to Sildar Talnah. He’ll be safe.” Sildar watched as Talnah’s eyes flickered from Ea to Cascius, to himself. Would she change her mind at the last minute? Cascius was her baby, her first baby, and he knew that Talnah could be quite stubborn at times when she did or didn’t want to do something.

After what seemed like an eternity, Talnah relented. She placed one last kiss on her child’s head before handing him over. “Please take good care of him… I would very much like to come home to my baby.”

Sildar nodded as he took Cascius from Talnah’s arms. It felt a bit more awkward than he had imagined. Talnah made holding the child seem so easy, but he felt clumsy and a bit unsure. “Don’t worry Tal. You go and have fun. Have a night to yourself, dance, drink, have a night of uninterrupted sleep. Let us worry about little Cascius. You take care of yourself. After all, we’ve survived worse than him. How bad can one baby be?”

********

This was how bad one baby could be….

Sildar swore the words “How bad can one baby be?” would be written on his tombstone. Sure, the first few minutes after Talnah’s departure, everything had seemed alright, but that was only the calm before the storm. It was after the first hour had passed that things started to become bad. It started out as whimpering. Only whimpering. Sildar was positive he could handle just whimpering. Then the whimpers burst into full-blown cries. Slowly, the others entered the room, all crowding around the crying child.

“Did you check his diaper?” Claire asked.

“Twice. There’s nothing. I tried his griffon and even giving him his bottle. Nothing!” Sildar handed the child off to Phryn before flipping through Talnah’s notes for what felt like the millionth time. Had she said something that he’d forgotten to write down? He couldn’t call Talnah. He had assured her that they’d have the situation completely under control. Calling her now would only make her stress. There had to be something they could do. Anything!

Korv bumbled towards Phryn with a wide grin on his face, “Babies like funny faces right? Baby can’t laugh and cry at the same time.” He leaned in close to Cascius’ face and opened his maw, “Hello small Cassy!” For a moment, the crying stopped. The group all let out a sigh of relief. Finally, they had quiet….

Then the crying started again, only this time it seemed ten times louder than it was before. Korv stumbled back in shock, right into Claire. He looked at her the same way a kicked puppy would. He didn’t quite understand what had gone wrong. “Nice attempt big guy, but uh….  Small babies aren’t usually super fond of sharp teeth,” she explained. The half-orc patted Korv’s shoulder in an attempt to show some form of comfort.

“Is it just me? Or does the crying seem louder than before?” Phryn asked, doing what she could to save her ears.

K’Thriss stepped passed his sister and towards Sildar, “Thaumaturgy. Real great in little tieflings. Especially when they can’t control it. Which means, you should call Talnah before it gets any worse.”

Sildar’s eyes widened. What was K’Thriss saying? Did he even know what he was saying? Sildar squared his shoulders and met the drow’s eyes. “We can’t. This is supposed to be her time to relax and keep her mind off the baby. We can handle it.”

“Oh really? Well, that seems like a wonderful idea considering how well you’re handling it right now,” K’Thriss spat, causing Sildar to jump back in mild offence but he couldn’t think of any way to refute what the drow had said. “Look, maybe Talnah forgot something. Just call her and ask her how to turn her kid off.”

As painful as the situation was, Sildar wasn't about to worry Talnah. He had told her he could handle this, that they could handle this. Even if K’Thriss was right, he wasn’t about to admit it. “If you don’t want to deal with it, then fine. You can go off and lock yourself alone with your paints and canvases.”

“Believe me Hallwinter, I’d be more than happy to be with myself and my paintings, but it’s hard for anyone to focus on anything when that kid is summoning everything that is unholy,” K’Thriss hissed. It didn’t seem that K’Thriss would back down anytime soon, and Sildar didn’t plan on backing down either. But he knew he had to come up with something. There was only so much crying one man could take.

Then it clicked.

"K'Thriss, how much paint do you have?"

*******

A laughing baby was so much better than a crying baby. There wasn’t much to do to come to that conclusion. Sildar watched as the young Vellaam happily splattered his painted hands over a canvas. Claire sat close by, guiding Cascius back to the canvas whenever he started to drift towards the floor.

“See K’Thriss? Talnah doesn’t need to worry herself. We just need to be a little more… inventive,” Sildar said, all too smugly, looking towards the drow. K’Thriss, on the other hand, didn’t look happy at all with the situation. His eyes narrowed a bit at the human and his lips pursed.

“You owe me Hallwinter,” he huffed, “He’s mixing my paints. Those weren’t cheap.”

Sildar waved him off and continued to smile at the drow, “Don’t worry, I won’t let you go on with ruined paints. On the bright side, he’s not ‘summoning everything that is unholy’ anymore. That is how you worded it, right?”  He had to stop himself from laughing when K’Thriss’ face contorted before a frustrated sigh left his lips. Sildar moved closure and bumped his shoulder, “Maybe this means you may have a mini underling on your hands…. And I will get you more paint… And a canvas.”

Sildar wasn’t sure, but he swore he saw the tiniest of smiles on the drow’s face out of the corner of his eye. If it had been there it quickly disappeared. “Do you plan on explaining to Talnah why Cascius is blue? Because as far as I know, neither she nor his father was, and neither of them are chameleons.”

“Of course not! There is this thing called baths. We’ll just wash him off and let Talnah see what he worked on when she comes home.”

“Easier said than done Hallwinter,” K’Thriss chuckled. Sildar rolled his eyes. It was only a bath. Magic or not, a bath couldn’t be that hard.

Or so he thought.

********

Jacar was plucking his lute when he felt his earring warm up. The tune was old and familiar. It brought about happy memories and held an air of sadness… Claire sat in the corner of the room, listening to him pluck out the old tune. At first, Jacar didn’t register the warming of his ear until he played a few minutes of the song. Slowly his hand reached up to touch his ear.

“Hello?”

“Oh Jacar!” Talnah’s voice rung out clear as day, “How is everything going? Is Cascius being a little angel for you all?” Jacar could only imagine how much Talnah had been thinking about Cascius. Had Robin and Ea even been able to keep her mind off the baby?

Jacar figured he could leave out the part about Cascius crying for most of the day… “He’s fine Talnah, he’s as good as a baby can be. I’m surprised you were able to keep yourself from calling this long, it’s almost sunset. How are you?”

“I’m doing alright. I just-”

“Talnah!”

Ea’s voice was recognizable in the background as well as pounding on what he could only assume was a door.

“Talnah give me back my earring! Cas is fine! You can see him tomorrow! Now give me back my earring!”

“Yeah Tal, it’s girl’s night! You’re supposed to be having fun!” Robin’s voice wasn’t nearly as loud as Ea’s and seemed to be more of a mediator in this situation.

Well… It seemed that there would only be one way to cure Ea’s rage. Letting out a sigh, Jacar decided to start what would undoubtedly be a long conversation with Talnah in an attempt to make her give Ea the earring back. The minstrel had just opened his mouth when-

“Where the fuck is the baby?”

The words were loud and panicked and Jacar felt his face go white.

“What was that ?” Talnah asked. Jacar could hear the rising panic in her voice. He had to think of something.  Something. Anything. Don’t panic Jacar. Don’t-

“We’re making fudge with the baby!” Jacar didn’t need to look at Claire to see how she felt about his response, the audible smack to her face was telling enough.

“Oh… Well… Make sure he doesn’t get too close to the stove. And keep him away from the knives! They’re both rather dangerous and-”

“Yup. All good Tal. You enjoy your night. Goodnight! Give the earring back to Ea. We’ve got everything under control!” Jacar swore he’d never hung up faster in all his life. Hopefully, Ea and Robin could still keep Talnah away…. And hopefully his voice didn’t betray his panic.

“Nice going Jacar,” Claire sighed, “Now we’re going to have to find a baby and make fudge.”

********

Sildar paced back and forth. Both he and Korv were soaked to the bone and he had no idea where Cascius had gone. Sure he’d heard that magic could be unpredictable in babies, but he certainly didn’t expect Talnah’s baby to go missing in the middle of a bath!

“He can’t be that far,” Phryn offered, “I mean, he’s still young, his magic isn’t that strong yet. He has to be in the house somewhere.” She had a point, but even then Sildar was still nervous. What if Cascius was on the roof? Or what if he fell down the stairs? There were so many things that could go wrong and each new scenario caused Sildar’s panic to rise.

K’Thriss stepped in front of Sildar and forced him to meet his gaze. “Now will you call Talnah and ask her for help? She’s been dealing with this kid since day one. She knows how to handle him better than any of us. If you don’t want this to end in disaster-”

“Stop,” Sildar snapped, “Just stop. No, we are not calling her. If we do she’ll never let anyone else handle him again and that’s not good for her. She needs this and we don’t need her thrown into a panic. Plus Jacar already told her that we’re making fudge. So how bad will that look on us that we not only lost the baby but also lied to her face.” Sildar wasn’t backing down on this. He was a member of the Griffon Calvary dammit! He dealt with worse in the past, he handles griffons almost daily. He should be able to take care of a baby! “We need to find him and find him fast. It’s getting dark already. If we split up we can find him faster." With every word, Sildar felt his heart sink a little lower. He had promised Talnah that he could care for her child. What if he had been wrong?

********

Sildar sat with his head in his hands. So far they’d hadn’t had any luck. Where had he gone?

“Don’t worry Sildar, I’m sure he’s all right. We would have heard something right?” Phryn asked. She had always had a comforting air about her, but even then Sildar still felt that sick feeling deep within the pit of his stomach.

He didn’t even look up at Phryn, he couldn’t bring himself to meet anyone’s gaze at this point. How could he? “I promised Talnah we could look after him,” he said softly, “What type of cavalryman am I if I can’t look after a child?” Talnah trusted him with the thing she valued most and he had let her down. You couldn’t replace a child.

Phryn shook her head, “Don’t think like that. We will find him. He isn’t half-way across the world he’s-” As her words trailed off Sildar thought that she was finally starting to come to the same conclusion he had. He thought that maybe she’d accepted that the worst had happened.  He opened his mouth to say something, but Phryn quickly shushed him. His face contorted in confusion for a moment, then he heard it. The small noises were almost inaudible. Sildar swore he had never run faster in all of his life. He ran all the way stopping only to make sure he was still running towards the noise.  It led him to a small room with washing equipment and an upturned basket. Breath held, he walked closer to the basket and grabbed it’s sides. Underneath a freshly dried pile washed laundry was the young tiefling holding a stuffed griffon close.

Cascius looked up towards Sildar with wide, wet eyes. It looked like he was about to start crying and Sildar had never been happier to see the face of a sad child. “Oh where have you been little Cas? Have you been here the whole time?” he could help the laughter pouring out of his mouth. He hadn’t lost his friend’s child. Cascius was safe if not a little hungry, “Oh just look at you, you wonderful little terror! Where did you get your toy from?”

Phryn entered into the room not too long after. She smiled from Sildar to Cascius before noticing the toy. “Now how did he get that?” she asked, drawing Sildar’s attention towards her, “I noticed it was a little dirty, so I decided to wash it off. A clean and happy toy for a clean and happy baby.” How ironic it was that such a kind intention had lead to such terror. Sildar turned back towards Cascius. Those big eyes reminded him so much of the child’s mother, they were so easy to read and ready to take in so much.

The next whimper that left Cascius drew him back to the present. “Perhaps it’s time to feed him and put him to bed yeah?”

********

Surprisingly, feeding Cascius had been the easiest task. Once they got him to put the toy down, he latched onto the bottle without fuss. In the meantime, Korv and the other got to work on the fudge that Jacar had used as a cover-up. The only one keeping Sildar company was K’Thriss.

“He’s not that bad when he’s not screaming,” K’Thriss said quietly, “I guess you could call him kind of cute.”

Sildar nodded in absent-minded agreement.  He turned to look at K’Thriss, “I guess he is, isn’t he? He must be like this for Talnah most of the time if she never wants to leave him alone.”

“Either that or it’s just because he’s hers.”

“Could be, but I suppose none of us were really any better at this age.”

Cascius pushed the bottle away the best he could with his tiny hands. He looked up at Sildar before a tiny hand reached up to tug at one of his braids. “Maybe you should get your hair cut before that kid gets a few months older,” K’Thriss suggested, “You know, before he gets bigger and it really starts to hurt.”

Sildar shook his head and started raising Cascius closer to his face in an attempt to get him to let go. “Nah, he’ll be fine. Babies like to grab onto fingers and ha-”

Sildar didn’t even get to finish his sentence before Cascius rammed his head into Sildar’s. It didn’t hurt as much as it startled him. He quickly pulled Cascius back and stared at him as the infant started laughing. K’Thriss joined in, snickering quietly from his spot on the dining table, “Count yourself lucky he doesn’t have horns. The babies are like goats. There were enough of them in Shadowfell to figure that out.”

“Thanks for the warning,” Sildar murmured, placing Cascius’ bottle down, “You ever been hit by one.”

“Nah, never been fond of babies,” he shrugged, “Too much work, too much crying.”

“But of course Uncle K’Thriss loves his little nephew right?” Sildar teased, slowly holding Cascius out towards the drow. Just then Phryn poked her head out of the kitchen, “K’Thriss, would you mind adding a bit of artistic flair to the fudge?”

K’Thriss pushed himself off the table and started walking away from Cascius and Sildar and towards the kitchen. Just before he passed the kitchen door he paused and turned to face the human. “Maybe,” he said. Then he was gone.

********

While a happy baby was much better than a crying baby, it would have nice if Cascius had been happy to go to sleep. Each of the six aunts and uncles decided to take shifts, throughout the night until he fell asleep. After his disappearing stunt in the bath earlier, no one wanted to take a chance with him having another spurt of untamed, unpredictable magic escape him. There had been a few instances of crying and small magic spurts throughout the night. Each of the members had gone at least two shifts staying up with the child and Sildar had been the last one to go on shift in the child’s room. When he woke up, fear shot through him once more.

Cascius was gone.

He shot up expecting the worst. He had fallen asleep during one of Cascius’ spurts and he had gone missing again! Talnah would be home any minute! They didn’t have time! The man continued to panic until the music reached his ears. The tune led him out of the nursery and into Jacar’s room. The minstrel sat on the floor slowly plucking away at his lute.

Talnah had come home about an hour ago, excited and relieved to see Cascius again. Once the song reached her ears. The tune was familiar. It was too familiar, but she didn’t mind. It reminded her of happy times, but also made her heartache. She followed the song to where Jacar had a sleeping Cascius in his lap. Talnah took a seat next to him on the floor and listened.

“I know someone else who loved... loves this song,” he said softly after a long moment but continuing to pluck at his instrument, “You know… I think it’s interesting that he seems to like it too.”

“Yes. It is funny isn’t it?” she replied in the same hushed tone.

Throughout the song, the two continued to speak in hushed whispers that none of the onlookers dared interrupt. Each one had their own opinions of the song. Sildar noticed Ea staring at the ground resolutely, her face flipping between rage and a mask of calm. He didn’t really want to ask why he was sure he knew anyways.

“I don’t know if it’s the song or if he just wore himself out, but he’s fast asleep now,” Jacar said softly. Talnah’s eyes had started to water. He wasn’t sure if she even noticed, but it probably brought back similar feelings for her that they did for him.

Those feelings weren’t always easy to deal with even if some of the memories were pleasant.

Talnah quickly wiped her eyes, and blinked to try to get rid of any tears clinging to her lashes. “I’d like to believe it’s the song Jacar,” she said softly, “I really would.” She slowly ran her fingers through Cascius’ curly blonde hair. He squirmed a bit, but he didn’t wake.

Slowly each of the onlookers left the room, allowing the song to finish in silence.

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“I really appreciate what all of you were doing for me Sildar,” Talnah smiled. She poured two cups of tea and moved one closer to Sildar. Cascius squirmed and squealed in Talnah’s arms. She wasn’t going to be drinking the cup she poured in a while. Her horns were decorated and dressed rather nicely in elaborate silks. It looked like she had just gotten out of a meeting.

“I’d do it again too Talnah. You know you’re a good friend,” he said, “Do you want me to hold him so you can drink?”

“No thank you Sildar.”

He watched as the child reached for the gems dripping from her horns. Talnah reached for the tiny griffon in an attempt to get his focus on something more baby friendly. He squealed even louder as the stuffed toy came closer to his face. “You know you’re allowed to spend time with him outside of babysitting, right Uncle Jacar? You all are. I don’t call you all his aunt and uncles for nothing,” Talnah said, “Actually, I think I’ve changed my mind about you holding him.” With that, she stood up and walked closer to Sildar, handing him the baby.

Cascius looked up at Sildar and smiled. When brought up closer to his face, Cascius bumped his head with Sildar’s and laughed.

“Aww. That means he likes you Uncle Sildar,” Talnah giggled, “But when his horns start growing in, you’re going to want to wear your helmet more often. I used to do that to my Papa all the time and gave him the worst of headaches.”

Sildar looked up from the child to Talnah, his face dropping a bit. “Tal, you know I’m not the best babysitter, none of us really are.”

Talnah nodded and sat down on the arm of the chair, “I know Sildar…. But you’re also family to me. No family is perfect either, yet to me all of you are so wonderful.” She then went back to the other side of the table to sip at her tea. “I want Cascius to have experiences that I never had, and growing up with all of you will give him that. You’re exactly what he needs. You’re perfectly imperfect Sildar, and he needs you. He needs all of you.”

Sildar looked back down at Cascius and those big eyes. They were large enough to take on the world… He just needed guidance. After what seemed like an eternity, Sildar finally looked back up at Talnah.

“Alright Lady Vellaam, you have me at your service.”