#the cat is secretly a self-insert

[dollyswishingwell]

💍anon - I just finished re-reading my favourite book, and now I'm just wondering what you think the lads guys would be like for a reader who is also a massive bookworm?

(also, I love love love your darker stuff so please don't be worried about posting it!❤️)

ᯓ★ˎˊ˗ Bookworm

𝒲𝒾𝓈𝒽 𝑔𝓇𝒶𝓃𝓉𝑒𝒹 𝒻𝑜𝓇 ˙⋆✮ Rafayel, Zayne, Xavier, Sylus, Caleb

𝒢𝑒𝓃𝓇𝑒/𝒲𝒶𝓇𝓃𝒾𝓃𝑔 ˙⋆✮ just pure fluff

> ࣪𖤐.ᐟ The boys with a bookworm reader

𝙍𝙖𝙛𝙖𝙮𝙚𝙡 °‧🫧⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

- He adores the fact that you’re a bookworm. His dreamy, delicate little wife with her legs kicked up on a satin chaise, flipping pages with starry eyes? He wants to paint you like that. Then lock you in a room filled with nothing but books, silk, and him.

- Jealous of fictional men. Absolutely. If you get too into a spicy romance book and start giggling or sighing dreamily, he’ll crawl into your lap like a cat and whimper, “You like him more than me, huh? What’s he got? Wings? Horns? A dark curse?”

- Mimics the book characters to make you laugh. You mention you’re reading about a cursed warlock? Next thing you know, he’s walking around the house in a black velvet cloak, holding a wine glass like it’s blood. “My dearest wife… have you brought me the final moonstone?”

- Doodles hearts and notes in your Kindle case. “DON’T FORGET YOUR REAL HUSBAND.” Or draws himself in your favorite book scenes, replacing the male lead. (He prints out fanart of himself as Lucien Raventhorn, don’t lie.)

- Collects books with pretty covers and doesn’t care what’s inside. “It’s pink and shiny, obviously you’ll love it, cutie.” You have 12 unread books that he bought just because the spines look cute on the shelf.

- Gets very clingy if you’re reading for hours and “forget” to give him attention. Will lay his head in your lap and mumble while you try to focus: “Pearlieee… this guy sounds so mean. You like mean boys now? You want me to start being cruel to you? Maybe I’ll go feral. Start a war. Burn a city.”

- But if you ever cry during a tragic scene, he’s instantly serious. Pulls the Kindle from your hand and cups your face. “You okay, pearl? Want me to make it better?” Then gets unreasonably pissed at the book. “What do you mean they died?! Who do I have to kill!?”

- Also: He writes you fanfic. Secretly. You’ll find a file named “SunflowerQueen_Vol1” on your tablet and it’s Rafayel’s self-insert fantasy romance where you’re the ethereal empress and he’s your cursed knight who’s obsessed with you and dies dramatically (but hotly) in your arms.

𝙕𝙖𝙮𝙣𝙚 ⋆꙳•❅‧*₊⋆☃︎ ‧*❆ ₊⋆

- Thinks it’s adorable. He finds you nestled in his massive custom reading nook with your knees up and your little Kindle glowing? Instant serotonin. He strokes your hair while reading patient reports beside you, secretly syncing his breathing to yours.

- Buys you medical romance and sultry surgeon smut books to tease you. “This one apparently features a brooding, emotionally unavailable doctor… sounds familiar?”

- When you’re deep into a spicy book, he’ll glance over and mutter with a smirk, “That book must be better than the real thing, huh?” But you always find him right behind you ten minutes later, kissing down your neck, whispering, “Let’s see if fiction can compete with fact.”

- Customises your collection like he’s managing your meds. Categorized. Synced. Updated. One time you couldn’t find your favorite sci-fi trilogy and Zayne just calmly pulled a physical leatherbound version off the shelf, of course he sourced it first edition.

- Keeps an eye on your posture while you read for hours and gently adjusts your legs or massages your back. “You’ll get stiff sitting like that, sweetheart.”

��𝙖𝙫𝙞𝙚𝙧 ⋆⭒˚.⋆🪐 ⋆⭒˚.⋆

- Thinks you’re the cutest thing in the universe when you’re reading. He loves your dreamy sighs, your little gasp when you hit a plot twist, your eyes shining when you talk about a book.

- Falls asleep in your lap while you’re reading, or tugs you under the covers. “Let me dream to the sound of your voice, starlight…”

- You’re like his personal storyteller. He’ll ask, “What’s that one about?” and you excitedly explain the plot of a spicy mafia romance and he’ll just blink and go, “…Interesting. Continue.”

- Memorizes your favorite narrators. Xavier loads up your audiobooks on your devices with enhanced audio filters so it sounds like you’re in another world. Sometimes he even records himself reading your favorite passages in that soft, sleepy tone of his.

- Thinks it’s funny how you’re immune to most dangers but will cry over a fictional death or spiral after finishing a trilogy. Cuddles you silently, brushing your hair while you wail, “I MISS THEM.”

𝙎𝙮𝙡𝙪𝙨 ✮ ⋆ ˚｡𓅨⋆｡°✩

- Laughs at your dramatic reactions like, “You’re literally crying over a paper man named Aaron?” but he still hunts down rare collector’s editions of all your favorite fantasy series and has an entire wing of the estate turned into your personal library.

- Absolutely reads over your shoulder, then scoffs like it’s dumb… but then you catch him pacing later like he’s lowkey invested in the plot.

- If you ever get too into a spicy book, he’ll yank the Kindle out of your hands with a smug smirk and go, “Is this what you’re into now, kitty? You know I can do better than a cursed prince.”

- Buys you risqué titles on purpose just to see your face when you open them. “This one has a warning label. Let me know if it’s too much for you.”

- But when you talk excitedly about a story’s politics, worldbuilding, or magic system, he actually engages seriously. “You liked how the council was overthrown? Hm. Remind me to show you how a real power grab works.”

𝘾𝙖𝙡𝙚𝙗 ⋆｡ ‧˚ʚ🍎ɞ˚‧｡ ⋆

- You’ve been a bookworm since childhood and he’s always been the one carrying your backpack of novels when it got too heavy. He still teases you like, “How many books do you need for a single trip to the garden?”

- Keeps a blanket in every room because he knows you’ll curl up somewhere random and read for hours. If he finds you passed out on the floor with your Kindle face down, he’ll tuck you in and carry you to bed.

- Tries to get into your favorite books just to impress you. Reads them in secret so he can say, “Yeah, I like when that guy—Lucien?—saves her from the wyverns. Not bad.”

- Feels a little jealous when you get too emotionally attached to fictional men, especially when you sigh and murmur, “I wish someone would talk to me like that.” He just throws an arm around your waist like, “You want poetic? I’ll give you poetic, pipsqueak.”

- He reads aloud to you when you’re tired, in that low, gravelly voice. Sometimes spicy scenes, sometimes tragic ones. He watches your face more than the book. “You like when he calls her that? I bet I could do it better.”

@gideonsbestiefrfr for u pookie :D

[sugarhog05]

ALRIGHT I HAVE SOME MORE SEMI-OLD ART

I have been on a trip so sometimes I can’t draw but I’d still like to post cause I have a lot of stuff on my mind lol

I think this is the first drawing I did of ruin eclipse from SB. It’s from 2023 so kinda old 👀

TW for blood and a wound on the next one

This was a self-insert of an Y/N for an AU I was making. I still have the AU shelved for maybe coming back to. What id gotten down at the time was that Y/N gonna be a security guard and in the beginning was gonna beat the absolute SHIT outta Moon cause he tried to scare them lmao

Moon would become absolutely terrified of them, and Y/N would feel like, SO bad. Because of this they’d try super hard to be nice and make up for literally sending them to P&S (a place they loathe)

Moon, seeing this would take advantage of it and try to get revenge by gaining their trust then doing…? Something? I hadn’t figured that out, but it wasn’t gonna be violent. Over time though, he would start to grow fond of them and start to second guess getting back at them. Then he gets the virus, and his negative emotions towards them get almost overpowering. So much so that he has a hard time keeping up the whole nice act. And any fondness would be completely erased (suppressed). That was as far as I got with it lol

This was a witch AU I had thought about where Y/N was hermit and… had some questionable practices that were illegal for some governing body of magic. Sun and Moon would be robots given life through magic, and would be sent to investigate them. I hadn’t come up with the designs for them yet, and I might still revisit it.

Anyway, Y/N would be completely caught off guard by their arrival and would desperately try to be accommodating while secretly trying to hide their illegal practices. They would be successful, but in the process would end up charming the brothers into wanting to see them more. Ironically because of their kinda skittish, awkward, and frazzled state. Like I said, they were NOT expecting company, and it’s especially bad because they know the brothers were sent to investigate them. Which means the governing body of magic is on to them somehow. In the beginning they’d be more caught off guard, but eventually Y/N would learn to hide everything better and know to expect them lol. They were also gonna have a cat familiar that could turn into a wispy spirit thing but I hadn’t figured out a name for it yet.

…Can you tell I really like void faces yet? I also ended up using the stars on the hat for my witch self-insert for hexciis Fae AU so I’d have to come back and redesign them. They were heavily inspired by Hexciis witch as well because I related to them so much. So I’d also change the witches personality to make them more my own since I have more experience with making characters now.

Lastly is a D&D inspired character. I’m not SUPER familiar with D&D, but it’s something I’ve wanted to try… I’m just a little nervous to lol. They’re a Monk Rouge multiclass who’s “haunted” (they don’t actually mind) by the spirit of a wendigo… who’s also Moon lol. Again, not sure if it’s even possible for a wendigo to haunt someone or if that’s even a thing in D&D… but I wasn’t exactly making them to actually play with it was more just a fun design thing.

Erm, so yeah thanks for reading the stuff rattling around in my brain case :]

[radskull-69]

SELF INSERT X PETE DINUNZIO

REMAKE!

I accidentally made the hat blue, it was supposed to be green.. whoopsie.

anywho, I’m thinking ab making radley (self inserts name) into an alien fanatic over anything else, and maybe a bit of a robot fan too.

Undiagnosed autistic boy who was accused of being a ‘robot from outer space’ growing up for how different he was, (like from the move ‘meet Dave’)

he now thinks he’s a robot.

Italian and kiwi, is really pale and has darker hair then the rest of his family since he doesn’t leave his room a lot.

pathetically weak, like, has a terrible iron deficiency and whines about the softer punches thrown at him, skinny too, short, can’t run for shit- the complete opposite of his older brother.

never takes his hate off.

thinks comics are made by the government and are actually about secret experiments they plan on making real (he’s a theorist-)

thinks cats are aliens, thinks the Eltingville club is super cool and wants to join but isn’t allowed to (I mean look at him-)

try’s to communicate with stray cats to get them to spill mars’ secrets (and to pet them)

plays softball but is terrible at it, likes to draw a lot too.

has older brother who is sorta buddies with the club members since he too is a comic reading incel, drags Radley to the comic book store to ‘educate’ him.

also has three little sisters, so he’s basically the middle child.

particularly close with Jerry the most, likes to ramble out dnd oc’s though radley has never played the game.

is online friends with Josh and they talk about space and alien movies, like Star Wars, and like to review or show eachothers fanfiction, they don’t know they’re online friends tho when they see eachother irl since their accounts remain anonymous.

is on Pete’s good side since radley is always up to watch a horror movie, even though it gives him terrible nightmares and paranoia, he’s more interested in the special effects and making of movies then anything. But he does find monsters cool at least.

Dresses up as a green character every year for Halloween.

for every science assessment he either makes a classic planetarium with small balls, or makes a tiny functioning rocket ship.

‘Plays’ with his action figures, has been ruthlessly bullied for it when he was caught by his brother.

Doesn’t know he ain’t straight yet, the only reason he even buys comics (aside from his brother forcing him to) is because he finds the men in the comics hot.. (lobo, hellboy, joker, most dc heroes..)

has mini binoculars on him at all times (to stare at the moon, and girls.. and boys.)

got braces wayyyy too late, is now 16 and he finally has them. Yeesh.

has his ears pierced but was called gay so he doesn’t wear them anymore, the holes closed up and he’s sad ab it :(

thanks to him being Italian he’s really hairy everywhere BUT his face, cannot grow any facial hair and is really envious of his brother and Pete.

works at the comic book store despite his beliefs, doesn’t like joe that much but is a suck up. Is good friends with iron jaw, the customers call him ‘metal maw’ to match due to their braces.. he doesn’t mind too much tho.

secretly likes mlp, relates to fluttershy the most.

[yuikomorii]

// This is something I have to get off my chest, and maybe this happens to other Diaboys too, but based on what I saw so far, a lot of Ayato self-shippers are such insufferable people. 😭😭

Sure, there are some nice ones out there, but a lot of Western ones seem so offended and unfriendly when they see others showing affection towards Ayato. Moreover, it's like some of his self-shippers are secretly his biggest haters. Recently, I saw someone, who isn’t even an Ayato stan, praise his design, saying he looks the most like a ‘vampire royalty’. But then this so-called Ayato lover jumped into the comments saying, 'Nooo, he just looks like a normal teenager.' Homegirl, Ayato is made after the ideal, got cherry-red hair and big cat-shaped vibora eyes. What normal teenager even looks like that?

On top of that, I saw another Ayato self-shipper writing a scenario where they were like, 'Ayato and I went to the ball together, but he kept stepping on my feet, so I had to teach him how to dance properly 🥺.' Meanwhile, it’s confirmed in HDB that Ayato is actually great at slow dancing, and later it's mentioned that he's excellent at freestyle, making him the best dancer among his brothers.

And don't get me started on how many Ayato self-shippers treat him like this clueless, helpless child, only to turn around and make hardcore NSFW content about him. It gives off major 'My self-insert is smart, strong, brave, beautiful, and overall better than Ayato, who can’t do anything without me guiding him, but he's great in bed, so I love him 😍' vibes.

Bonus cringe points if they dislike Yui. She may not always be the perfect girlfriend, but at least she doesn’t look down on him.

[aurelio-the-propmaster]

Aurelio thankfully didn't drop his cane when Erik spun them both to lean against the totally normal wall, and couldn't help the loving smile that spread across his face at Erik's predictable response.

"No, I suppose I don't have to leave," Aurelio relented with a soft sigh. He can never resist it when Erik acts so pitiful, like an abused dog desperate for love. "And yes, you are being predictable again - but I'll let it slide, so long as you don't attempt to kidnap me. I do need to work in the day, after all."

At some point in his work, now late into the night and while he was taking inventory of the props before he'd go home, Aurelio comes across a sparkly green mask (that was unsurprisingly similar to Erik's current mask, just smaller) on one of the shelves that wasn't there earlier.

With a sigh, he gingerly picks it up with his free hand, then moves over to his desk to sit down and inspect it. Faintly, he could smell the cologne Erik used still on the mask, meaning the man had recently left it behind and could stil be watching.

"I know you're still lurking, Erik." Aurelio tiredly says to the 'empty' room as he sets the mask aside on his desk and looks around from his seat to try and see where Erik will emerge from.

(ooc: @operas-phantom it's TIIIIIIMMMMME!!)

[artfandroid]

Time to infodump my ideas on TFP Megaratch after major showdown since I'm not planning to make an entire comic about them (very tempting, very time consuming):

I'd make story of "Doctor and Warlord"  into episodic series in which autobots constantly get "kill stolen" because villain of the day is someone from Megatron's past and oh boy it pisses him off.

Ratchet carelessly bosses Megatron around. Megatron finds it amusing since both know he can split poor doctor in half. Stil let it happen since anger helps fight apathy. Ratchet knows.

Megatron remains a selfish asshole, sticking around only out of boredoom and free medical checks. Not even demise and forced ressurection by Unicron can change that.

Ratchet makes him make it worthwhile by hunting down remains of decepticons who refuse to accept autobot's victory. Megan agrees for his own reasons “shamelessly inserts Hellsing Abridged reference”

None of autobots can truly tolerate presence of undead Warlord in their basement. Ultra Magnus and Smokescreen are probably only bots who can interact with him normally.

Knockout is freaking terrified 100% of the time and secretly searches for antidote for dark energon. Eventually creates Synth-en 2.0. Something-something plot device for later.

I'd give grim Warlord a giant cat and make it story lore their species are called ravagers, therefore its name's Ravage *shamefully inserts old tf comics reference since I technically didn't read them* Smth-smth plot device for later.

"Don't you dare invoke his name!" whenever Megatron wants to test Ratchet's believes regarding Optimus&Co and explore possible allyship in case of decepticons crusade 2.0

"One asset worth a dosen" someone captures Ratchet and Megatron goes on rampage to retrieve him. Sweet, huh. Make the ending bitter by Megatron's admittion he underestimated "Prime's lapdog” and should've destroyed him first to effectively defeat Optimus&Co.

Btw, how the fuck Unicron's still alive? Parallel dimentions?? Would Megatron set off to kill a God??? Make it a final fight in story????? Would make Ratchet have a tantrum about how all his mates have self-sacrificial tendencies that it's nearly selfish and unfair to him.

Megatron survives. Again. Autobots are pissed. Tension in group is peak high. Clifhanger ending.

If I'd make a sequel it'll be an endless adventurous honeymoon of two main characters just ‘cause I can.

I rest my case.

[nerdalmighty]

hey! so, i just recently started playing baldur's gate 3 after seeing people put it all over my dash for months--and you're one of the people i've seen reblogging a lot of posts about it LOL. so if you don't mind me asking, i was wondering what kind of character do you/did you play as? and do you have any sort of backstory for your tav that you'd like to share?

Hoooooooooooooh my god thank you so much for asking. I have a friend who comes over to watch me play on Thursdays and I make a powerpoint every week to catch her up on what she missed - this week's powerpoint literally has slides about my Tav's background (more on those later). This is about to be long, I'm about to drop ALL my lore so buckle up! AND THANK YOU FOR PUTTING UP WITH MY BG3 BRAIN WORMS!!!!! I'm glad they convinced you to play 😈

So to begin, I've been in my first ever dnd campaign with a group of friends for a little over a year now. I didn't know much about Baldur's Gate except that it was a dnd video game and that you could romance people. Me, being a Big Fan of Romance And Fantasy was like "okay well I'm in" and my friend actually let me start a game at his house. Through that, I met Shadowheart, Gale, and Astarion.

Backing up a bit to my character; I decided I'd put my character from my irl dnd campaign into the game since I already knew her whole deal. I get pretty overwhelmed with making decisions, ESPECIALLY with big open world games like bg3, so knowing who/what I wanted to be really helped me out.

In the campaign I'm in with friends, it's pirate themed, and I play a half-elf bard named Birdie Harp who's secretly half-siren (murder mermaid). To make a long story very short, she was born in the arctic and escaped her murderous pod during a coming-of-age trial where she also lost her siren abilities (hypnotizing voice, breathing underwater, etc).

I've watched a ton of Dimension 20 which is an actual play show on Dropout.tv (an "actual play" is where you watch other people run a campaign of dnd - like Critical Role, which a lot of people have at least heard of - HIGHLY recommend Dimension 20, as I find it incredibly funny and easier to get into than CR because of the episode lengths), and I knew that I really liked the silliness and theatricality of the bard class. I also loved the bards from The Owl House which helped influence my decision as well.

To be honest, Birdie is my first ever dnd character, so she's basically a self insert but with a MUCH more traumatic backstory than me (this IS dnd after all). As for the half-elf aspect, it was more of an "I want to be half mermaid, what's similar to that?" as opposed to a love for half-elves or something.

BACK TO BALDUR'S GATE - knowing I wanted Birdie to be in the game, I felt a lot less overwhelmed to come up with something entirely new - I knew a lot about the bard class having played one so I wanted to CONTINUE playing one (and I've learned even more since playing bg3!).

When I finally got my own game (I no longer play at my friend's house, but in the comfort of my own home), I recreated Birdie and started on my journey in earnest. I'm VERY MUCH someone who likes to be in control and know what to expect, so I've had guides and walkthroughs to help me the whole time - SUE ME! When it came to first meeting Shadowheart, Gale, and Astarion back at my friend's house, Gale actually immediately stole my heart - a kind, witty wizard who likes books and cats? Literally say less. I went home from that session with my friend fully thinking I'd be a Gale girlie until I really looked into the other options and saw The Vampire.

Blah blah blah, he's hot and funny, but he can also be incredibly soft, which really won me over in the end. So I've been romancing That Guy.

Through Acts 1 and 2, I wasn't all too sure about this version of Birdie's background - sure she COULD still be that half-siren from the arctic, but the game kept suggesting she was FROM Baldur's Gate. I LOVED the inclusion of the harpies in Act 1 and thought maybe that was a viable entry point for her backstory, but so far, she was kind of just... me? She was making the choices I wanted to make (and a few that I knew Astarion would like lmao), but she wasn't really her own entity apart from me except for her name. She also felt vastly different from that character I'd created for my friends over a year ago. For instance, my irl Birdie currently has a crush on a Gale-type character, but this Birdie is ass deep in Astarion (hey, sorry I said "ass deep in Astarion"). The thing I love about Baldur's Gate 3 is how you can really come up with your own backstories, since the in-game one for your Tav is so vague. It's totally fine to ignore tiny details in the game and mold them to your own headcanons for your Tav, but I was so unsure of what I wanted for this Birdie that I kind of internalized that she was from Baldur's Gate.

HEADS UP! The following has some spoilers for Act 3 and some side quests, so STOP reading if that's something you'd care to avoid (the last 3 paragraphs of this post are SAFE from spoilers):

When Act 3 finally rolled around (which is where I am currently, I only have the one playthrough so far because I become INCREDIBLY attached to things), I stumbled across the Water Queen's House in Baldur's Gate. Ah ha! Now this felt promising.

A temple dedicated to the Vengeful Sea Goddess, Umberlee, and her loyal Wave Servants to serve her. It's ocean themed, it has mermaid undertones, and their goddess is basically evil. Seems like the perfect place to FINALLY insert this version of Birdie. I wasn't 100% sure until I completed the Iron Throne mission and was faced with either handing a (mostly) innocent man over to the Wave Servants, or fighting to defend him.

Here are a few of the slides from this week's powerpoint that I mentioned all the way back at the start, starting with SOME background on the Wave Servants:

Ass and Shart are what I affectionately call Astarion and Shadowheart (Also I got this beautiful "Birdie" art on Pinterest which originated from someone named Dantrelium on Reddit):

Apologies for the small text here, but there are some more details about THIS Birdie here, which I literally made up/figured out earlier this week:

Essentially, this Birdie was born at the Water Queen's House as Kittiwake Crest - Kittiwakes are common arctic birds, which I thought would be a nice little homage to the original character she was based off of. She was raised by the collective of Wave Servants there, the main one being Flood Tide Allandra Grey who seems to be head honcho at the Wave Mother's House (in this reality, she is).

Since Umberlee is such a vengeful goddess, I imagine she asked her Wave Servants to commit unspeakable acts in her name, mainly drownings, which THEY see as merciful, but I think Birdie always saw as horrifying. Who were they to decide the fates of others? I also think that the Wave Servants themselves were abusive during her upbringing to keep her in line (but much like how Nocturne was a light in the darkness for Shadowheart, I don't think EVERY Wave Servant was evil). GOTTA have a classic tragic backstory.

Upon researching Umberlee, I learned that most of her servants are clerics, so in my mind, that means Birdie was raised to eventually become one, with her official title eventually going to be "Seawind Kittiwake Crest." Is she still half-siren/mermaid though? Not entirely sure. This IS a magical world though, so I'd be inclined to say yes, probably.

But when we first meet the Wave Servants, they're singing beautifully for their drowned sister, Holli. I think Birdie REALLY loved music and singing with her sisters and secretly trained herself in bard magic when she should have been learning to be a cleric. It's also a classic trait of bards to hide their pain through humor, so I often imagine the type of stupid things Birdie gets up to to bring herself joy (my favorite headcanon being when you meet Skittle the Rat in Wyrm's Rock prison - he's a rat merchant who speaks exclusively in puns. I think Birdie and Gale would excitedly throw puns back and forth with Skittle while Astarion and Shadowheart begrudgingly (and affectionately) roll their eyes in the background).

Another thing I love about the game is how you can string together your own ideas of how companions react to things between big cut scenes. For example, in my head, in my game, Astarion has really become a Big Softy thanks to how fucking Stupid (affectionate) Birdie acts in life and has drawn him out of his shell, but also runs a tag team scam with her where she plays her lute to distract people while he loots an entire place. Gale is Birdie's partner in crime when it comes to tomfoolery and loves to joke and fool around with her (so long as it goes easy on his knees). And Shadowheart is basically a sister figure who flip flops between sassing with Astarion and joining in on the fun. THEY'RE JUST THE BEST, OKAY? OF COURSE I'M GONNA WALK AROUND WITH A BUNCH OF IDIOTS. I LOVE THEM.

Anyway, back to Birdie's backstory: she always hated the atrocities that were asked of her, and she was looking for a way out, but was too scared to take that step and leave since the Wave Mother's House is all she's ever known. One night, while stepping out to quietly dip her toes in the water, the Mindflayers captured her, and that's where we start Act One, all the way up on the Nautiloid. She changed her name to Birdie to distance herself from her previous life, fully took up the bard class, and the rest is history.

Back to that dilemma with handing over that (mostly) innocent guy or fighting the Wave Servants: with encouragement from the party, they convince Birdie to face her traumatic upbringing and fight the Wave Servants once and for all. At this point in Act 3, she's basically helped every single person with their problems except her own. Here's another slide featuring Ass and Birdie:

That's right folks, Birdie faced her past! But the bad news is we don't get to see Astarion in this (audio from The Adventurous Adventures of One Direction):

(Video description - Astarion from Baldur's Gate 3 wearing the Wave Mother's Armor with the following audio:

Guard 1: Whoa, check it out.

Guard 2: Hubba hubba hubba.

Gaurd 1: Nice. I love dudes in skirts.

END VIDEO.) I don't want to tell you how many times I recorded that until I felt like I got it right lol. Also yes, I DID do a scum save where I handed the guy over ONCE just so I could see Ass in this outfit, but Birdie did canonically save Redhammer in my actual save file.

And honestly, that's BASICALLY it for now! My most recent save was after that battle, so I need to figure out if Birdie's going to go back with her party to confront the rest of (or most of) the Wave Servants, or if this chapter of her life is closed.

In an ideal world I'd LOVE to make one of those artsy gif edits of my Tav like this and this, but PS5s make it hard to download clips without uploading them to YouTube first which I don't really want to do.

Thank you SO MUCH for this ask, I had a blast writing it!! Sorry it's so long, I just love this game so much and LOVE talking about it. Please feel free to ask more questions OR chat with me about YOUR Tav! I'd love to hear all about them :)

[artemis-moonsilver]

Opinions No One Asked For™️: Palia OC Edition

Name: Athelyna Silverspell

Personality: Water type

Starstone: TBD 👀

Likes: Foraging, hunting, and mining--exploring is her favourite thing to do!

Dislikes: Bug catching and fishing--they require too much patience

Love interest(s): Jel

Best friends: Reth, Tish, Elouisa, Jina, Kenyatta, Auni, and Tau

She wishes they were her parents: Ashura and Badruu

She wishes she knew them better: Sifuu, Caleri, Delaila, Hassian, Zeki, and Najuma

She dislikes them: Tamala; she feels like Tamala's forward flirting is disingenuous and a ploy to use Athelyna to her advantage.

Shepp: Undecided, but she wishes she could pick Eshe, for pure entertainment purposes

Occupation: She's not sure--somewhere between alchemist, apothecary, plague doctor, soothsayer, and/or purveyor of magical goods (Is there a profession that does all of this??)

Pets: Nocturnal palcat Nyx (the other three hang out at her house; she's a cat person 🐈‍⬛️)

Athelyna is introverted and observant. She has grand ambitions and goals. She is also kind and willing to give everyone a chance; however, she does not forgive and forget easily when someone crosses her.

She seems nonchalant about the fact that she doesn't remember anything before appearing in Kilima Valley, but it deeply bothers her. She will only share that with the people closest to her.

She is curious and always willing to learn. She is (somewhat secretly) desperate to know how she got here and why. She misses family and friends she can't remember.

To be honest, she's part OC and part self-insert. There's a healthy combo of both 😅

My HeroForge version is featured in my profile pic (though a redesign may be imminent 👀)

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Please tell me about your OCs and ask me more about Athelyna! I'd love to be more engaged in the community!

[ath3nasgard3n]

Know What I Want - Johnson x Fem!OC (Part 1)

Summary: None of the pinups Johnson loved ever loved him back. So when the bombastic and unapologetically cocky lead singer of the Bang-A-Rang's most popular jazz troupe, whose stage act is just as raunchy and ten times more explosive than that of the pinups, relentlessly pursues him, he has his reasons to be cautious. Little does he know that genuine love and a touch of insecurity lies beneath the singer's tantalizing surface.

Overview: Fem jazz singer OC, slight angst, mainly just worldbuilding in this first part, shameless self-insert, OC has a gay best friend, etc etc.

Word count: 1876

Notes: HIIIII I haven't published any fanfics since I was like 11 so I apologise if this is shite. I really wanted to flesh out the world that this character lives in so this first part is just a lot of that - I'm currently working on a part 2 that explores the depths of her relationship with Johnson a bit more. Hope you lot enjoy this!! xx

Diana Porter walked into the stuffy and crowded Bang-A-Rang, the Brawlers’ unofficial headquarters, at 5 o’clock sharp on a chilly Saturday evening. The biting cold of the winter’s nights was still clearly lingering, despite the sprouting roses and sudden cases of hay fever, as Diana rushed to get into the front door and shield herself from the cold. The loud music and abrasive wall of assorted voices and beer glasses slamming down on tables filled the air as her eyes adjusted to the usual harsh, bright-coloured lighting of the Bang-A-Rang. Smoothing her black mini dress down, she made a beeline to the front bar, the heels of her black Mary Janes hitting the hardwood floors with conviction.

“A Cosmopolitan, please.” She pulled a $10 bill out of her gold clutch, drumming her long crimson nails on the mahogany countertop. All she knew about tonight was that Moonlight Serenade were on at 7, the Bang-A-Rang’s booker had pulled some rocker outfit who were expected to be on at 8:30, and the Reveries were on at 10. Must be closing early for whatever reason, Diana thought to herself as the bartender handed her the pink glass filled to the brim with her favourite vice. Maybe they also secretly hate us for sandwiching some explosive rock gig between two jazz groups, she then thought. She held her glass up to her berry-stained lips before she heard a slick Cockney accent from behind her.

“Well, well, well, if it isn’t Lady Di herself,” Diana turned her head to reveal a scruffy black cat brandishing a fedora, a black tuxedo vest, and a uniquely thick pair of hipster frames that belonged to none other than Sonny Gordon, the Reveries’ double bassist. “When’d you get here?”

“Just now, Mr. Rollins,” they both chuckled as she gave his hand a firm shake, “How have you been?”

“Not too bad, just trying to make sure everyone’s sorted for tonight, you know?” He said gruffly to her as she nodded at him in understanding, remembering last week’s gig when their drummer, after drinking several double whiskeys two hours before the band’s set, decided to join a couple of the Phoenixes up the river without telling anyone. Sonny took a sip of his beer, his eyes briefly scanning the Bang-A-Rang to see if any of the other guys turned up before looking back at her, silently wishing for a change of subject.

“Well, give us a twirl, then!” he quipped as he took her hand and held it above her head. She threw her head back and laughed, doing a quick spin. “Going for a proper 60s mod look tonight, eh?”

“I was thinking Sabrina the Teenage Witch crossed with Carmella Soprano.” She responded.

“Yeah, no, that explains the tights. And the coat.”

The two turned back to face the bar and sip their drinks in a brief moment of silence, admiring the red backlights and assorted bottles of liquor. Checking her manicure for any chips before once again observing tonight’s Bang-A-Rang crowd, Diana piped back up. 

“Gawd, how are there so many Brawlers here already? Moonlight’s barely even set up yet.” The redhead gestured towards the sparse-looking centre stage, littered with a few amps and cords that were yet to be plugged into anything. Sonny turned back to Diana, looking scorned and a bit sheepish as he pulled a packet of Newports and a Zippo lighter out from his back pocket.

“Cop night.”

“Fark, now?” Diana whipped her head back around to him, gritting her teeth slightly, “Wasn’t that meant to be months ago?”

“‘Problems with funding’, Joel called it. As in, Matty fucked up because that puppy-eyed boy of his started freezing right up when some new copper pulled them over and a couple blokes from the state force got involved.”

“No way!”

“Yup. Had to wait for whatever legal bullshit to blow over before the Brawlers could host their little shindig,” Sonny explained as he brought a cigarette up to his lips and lit it.

“Wow, when’d all that happen? Johnson never said anything to me about all that…”

“Maybe a couple months ago?” Sonny took a drag from his cigarette. “You gotta stop hangin’ round with that one, you know.”

“You only say that because he scares you.”

“Hey, just because the man’s a doberman personified doesn’t mean I can’t criticise him otherwise.” Sonny frowned, his voice hushed. “He’s always away, Di. It’d kill ya.”

“Sound observation, Mum.” Diana joked and took the cigarette from Sonny’s fingers, flashing him a cheeky smile before bringing it up to her lips. She blew the smoke towards the front door. “What’s it to you anyway? It’s not like I got my panties all in a twist when the Les Paul guy left you behind exactly like I told you he would.”

Sonny finished his pint. “I suppose you’re right. It’s always those fucking guitarists, I tell you.”

“Ay, not Louis! He’s alright.”

“Yeah, righto. A gentleman and a scholar, Louis.” Sonny looked off somewhere behind Diana, with her eyes following his tracks to find the Reveries’ guitarist stood by the other end of the bar, toying with a pinup’s tassels and leering like nothing she had ever seen. She scoffed before the two Reveries broke out into giggles and facepalms. The fervour died down slightly. Diana let out a momentous sigh, looking off into nowhere in particular.

“Ah, fuck, I’m really gonna have to play it up for these cops tonight, huh?”

“I dunno? Just do what you usually do and then get the hell out of here.” Sonny caught the bartender’s attention, tapping his thick silver rings on the side of the pint glass with a quick ‘thanks, mate’ before getting a refill. “Unless, of course, you plan on seeing Johnson again.” His flowery emphasis on Johnson’s name earned an eye-roll from Diana before she spotted Louis once again from across the bar, gesturing for her and Sonny to come backstage. She nodded to him before grabbing her drink and turning back to Sonny.

“That’s enough from you, you East End prick. Grab your pint, from the looks of it we’re having a band meeting.”

“Yessir, Major Larrikin!” Sonny stiffened himself up like a soldier, to which the redhead scoffed at him and grabbed his arm to lead him to the back of the Bang-A-Rang.

Wafting through hordes of broad men in denim Brawlers’ jackets and tiny pinups done up to the nines, Diana held her Cosmopolitan up high and her head up higher, tossing her hair back and pulling her leopard-print fur coat further over her shoulder. She and Sonny eventually made their way through the rest of the crowd towards the back door, before Diana spotted Johnson at the Phoenix’s usual corner table, alone. His tall frame was laid out across the booth, a glass of whiskey in one hand and his usual cigarette in the other. Typically being the quiet, stoic backbone of the Phoenixes, there had been a recent shift in the tall brunette’s demeanour. Something almost imperceptible unless one knew what to look for, which Diana always did with him. 

Diana tapped Sonny on his shoulder and nodded over to Johnson with a quick ‘I’ll be there in five’, receiving an eye roll and a disgruntled ‘alright, then’ before he and Louis swung the back doors open. As they disappeared through the corridor, she smoothed her dress down and flicked some of her maroon locks back to the front of her head, turning back around and making her way towards Johnson’s table. When Johnson spotted Diana, she smiled at him sweetly before she sauntered over, retaining her confidence and usual brazenness as she sat down next to him in his booth, crossing one firetruck-red leg over the other.

“Hey there, doe eyes.”

Johnson took a slow sip of his whiskey, his eyes locked onto Diana’s with a newfound intensity. He leaned back, placing his glass down onto the table and nodding towards her, the corners of his mouth twitching up slightly.

“Diana.”

Johnson's gaze flickered to hers, then to the floor, a slight flush creeping up his neck. He does not return her smile, nor does he comment on her overt flirtation. Instead, he dragged on his cigarette, the ember glowing as he inhaled deeply. His eyes darted back at her before his hand moved, gesturing to the chair across from him.

Diana looked back at Johnson, her expression clouded with confusion before she realised he was gesturing for her to sit across from him, not next to him. She closed her eyes and scoffed at him, clearly offended as she stood up and turned on a black heel to face him.

“The boys and I go on at 10.” Diana’s eyes shot daggers through Johnson’s. His gaze was languid, but not wholly uninterested. “Will you still be around by then?”

“Should be.” Johnson kept his cigarette pursed in between his lips as he spoke, inhaling deeply before taking it in between his fingers. “Matty’ll come around later.”

Diana hummed at his response. Her gaze was thick with bitterness and, ultimately, confusion, boring into Johnson’s unyielding expression. She let out another sigh, turning back around and making her way to the back doors, not wanting to expose herself to Johnson’s callousness again that night.

She had a show to put on, and if ignoring her second favourite vice would demonstrate her showmanship and dedication to her craft, then so be it.

-

By the time the clock hit 10, the Bang-A-Rang was teeming with deep blue uniforms and glittery dancers. The stench of booze and sweat clung to the hot air in the room as the Reveries took to the stage, warming up with a slow, bluesy rendition of “They Can’t Take That Away From Me”. Diana shed her leopard-print coat after the band’s first number, earning a few cheers and whistles from the crowd. Around half an hour into the set, somewhere in between “Too Darn Hot” and “I Wanna Be Loved By You”, she lowered herself down onto the edge of the stage in front of a table full of cops. Microphone in hand and four drinks deep, she slid a red polyester-clad leg right across the lap of a cop, taking his hat off the top of his head and placing it on her own before standing back up and flinging the hat over at him. As she brought herself back up onto the centre of the stage, she could’ve sworn she saw a pair of dark eyes piercing through its smokey sweat-soaked surrounds; piercing right through the singer’s sultry and impersonal demeanour. While she kept her image up for the rest of the Reveries’ set, she wondered how a man could act so cold to her and then, upon looking at her do her usual stage-act, immediately exude such intensity, such brooding��� passion? Jealousy?

As she wrapped up a boisterous performance of “Blue Skies”, the band’s routine closing number, she pondered as she took her final bows with Sonny by her side. She wondered what Sonny would say to her if she told him all she had been thinking during the second half of their set. “Don’t be daft, Di.”

That’s right. Don’t be daft.

[hawksane]

tyrida lore dump beneath the cut, specifically worldbuilding headcanons for alternia/troll society. note that this is for my own "canon", so im taking quite a few liberties ^_^ also!! i know nothing outside of the Homestuck Comic Proper, nothing from paradox space, the sim games, or the beyond canon/epilogues!!! so um yeah its a lot LOL

most of the Navy Blood-- meaning "Indigo", but in my canon, Indigo's refer to the Makara's blood color, actually being between blue and purple SMH-- caste have blunt teeth like herbivores, meaning most are actually weirdly vegetarian; protein grubshakes are a necessity for the caste to upkeep their strength and basic health since unlike most of their peers, they dont usually eat grubs or meat.

(sidenote on this rq: the richer navy's will often extend protection to a brown blood, even going so far to house them on their lawnrings. not for any quadrant stuff, but to have them cultivate and maintain vegan-friendly food for them (im pretty sure friendsim implies brown bloods are farmers? idfk but i like that idea personally) This usually includes grasses, mushrooms, berries primarily, and the brown blood gets to eat whatever bugs and grubs show up + have a friend in high places so its a weird symbiotic relationship! i wanted something to reference rufioh and horuss bc horuss is gone from my version of things and Baeyad is with Cronus LOL)

however tyrida never really had a friend within that caste. in fact she teamed up with an olive because she has fangs and eats meat. like almost exclusively!! since her name is a reference to the mares of diomedes, four mad horses from greek mythology that ate human flesh. Thus the fangs, like an olive or a jadeblood

(most trolls have sharp teeth but these are still somewhat blunted as they are usually for crunching through shells/chiton. olives, however used to be lusi Hunters (most are still secretly practicing) and jades can become rainbow drinkers, both types of fangs are used for tearing flesh and muscle. Tyrida's are closer to Kanaya's but not as prominent. also she has sharp bottom fangs too, like a cat.)

this fanged nature of miss tyrida is what determined her specific societal job of "pailer"; this is ummm essentially sex work. if you can meet a Navy Pailer's exchange rate-- aka, pay-- you can safely have someone to donate Material with when the drones come a-knocking. obviously there is very little genuine feeling between these pairings so their genes wont ever stand out in the slurry (hence why there arent a ton of Navys running around; theyre already rare enough as it is, and these Pailers are even rarer for a reason).

(gotta come up with an appropriate word other than PAILER that fits the naming lore conventions of alternia but the best wordplay i got is Broodmare (grubs are conceived in *brooding* caverns, plus Horse. however id like the horse thing to be more Um... Special? the horse represents the breeze for her in combo with her arrow, and id rather not bog it down with her Blood Inversion baggage)

anyways!!! sharp fangs are considered attractive on alternia, theyre natural weapons! jades and olives, the most likable and socially respected on both ends of the system tend to have them, and thus are generally considered the most conventionally attractive castes (esp jadebloods, theyre PARTICULARLY "exotic" since they spend most of their lives unseen in the caverns doing sacred work.)

I dont really think theres any deeper significance to the random chance of a mutation like Pailer's fangs though, beyond ig like commentary on how the empire will actually overlook certain mutations if it seems beneficial in the long run + is conventionally attractive? ig idk LOL its mostly just because its my self insert and i get to assign my traumas to my characters as i please ^_^ its not connected to anything like limebloods or nothing...

most pailers are extremely fuckin rich in whatever they value (which is usually money) and also are incredible contract lawyers essentially. theres a whole culture and career based around being an EXECUTRIX, aka what tyrida's ancestor was called hehe. its a mix between a lawyer, judge, and well. sex worker. theyre the archetype of the dominatrix obviously.

this is of course why tyrida is almost completely inverted into an heir of blood when she first starts off. unlike a lot of other trolls, this is not a job she aspires to, its one that completely chains her down and defines her relationships with every other troll she knows. its a destiny that is set in stone for her and she's already participating in even. (it doesnt help that shes also been picked by a centaur luscus (Aurtemis) that quite literally grooms her hair and preps her for this future; its like the most uncomfortable version of rapunzel in my head, with the brushing of the hair and such. UM ANYWAYS!!)

you can see why she would be so excited and aggressive about being leader, even if it doesnt mean much lol. and why being a breath player is so hard for her at first.

[palossssssand]

9, 10, 11 trito smile

SPINS AROUND. TRITO MY BINGLE !! !!!!!

9. favorite food? least favorite? are they a picky eater? do they have any dietary restrictions?

Trito is an enjoyer of "american" home-cooked meals, specifically stuff you would serve at like a thanksgiving type dinner. Think casseroles, baked pastas, stuffed meats, gravy etc. Big fan of italian food also. He will pretty much eat anything(or try it at least once), he's a guy that loves to indulge.

10. if they wear jewelry, what kind? do they prefer silver or gold? do they have a favorite gem?

Trito's not really much of a jewelry wearer (though he does like seeing it on other people), the most he'll wear is the simple gold necklace he has in his ref! He prefers gold because he thinks it's more "fancy" and he enjoys the gaudiness of it. He's not really a gem kinda guy, I think he might wear the very shiny extravagant looking ones (also for the gaudiness) but I think he would prefer gemstones with marbling/swirls in it if he wore them.

11. what do they have in common with you? how are they different? would you get along with them?

Without getting too personal and psychoanalyzing myself on my art blog, I put a lot of myself into Trito. Not that he's a self-insert in any way but I deeply relate to him...He has a tendency to hide his own problems, particularly because he doesn't like bringing down the mood when he's with others. Outwardly, he hates when people worry about him too much but secretly does really appreciate it. I'm really not sure why but his clinginess with Noga compels me so, maybe because he has someone he feels no hangups about being vulnerable with and knows they love him unconditionally. Maybe this says something about me. maybe so! let's not think about that too hard!

The other thing I think we have in common is that we both love to indulge in food, really getting into the flavors and textures and appreciating it a lot.

He's different from me where, in a lot of ways, he's kind of who I'd like to be. or rather. I envy him a little bit. Outgoing, good with people. He's a bit of a romantic and I don't have that confidence or interest. He sees someone he wants to talk to, he just goes for it. Could be me someday.

I want to be his friend badly. Trito would be the guy who gets you to do stuff together with him. I think he would be fun to be around and I would want earn his trust so he can let his walls down a little bit. I think Trito is like a very friendly stray cat that comes up to you for pets. Thinks he's fine living on the streets but this guy needs a home and hasn't found it yet.

I hope it's painfully obvious that he's my favorite and I love him dearly

[lipsticklens]

-ˏˋ maxwell "max" - pretty in pink self insert ˊˎ-

mid 20s, nonbinary, they/them, bisexual ☆ gemini, enfj, so/sp, 3w4 319, choleric, chaotic good ☆ pink hair, shaggy haircut with blunt bangs, dark and baggy clothes, chipped nail polish, dark sunglasses, tongue piercing and multiple ear piercings, silver rings and chunky necklaces

likes: nightclubs, punk subcultures, alternative and new wave music, writing songs, going to the mall, collecting and building guitars, smoking ( secretly loves old crooners, romcom movies, paperback romances, and big cheesy romantic gestures ) ♡!

associations — pink and black, pink roses, fruit bats, the smell of cigarettes, rose quartz, bright nights in the city

former high school dropout; former student at meadowbrook high school °°° current vocalist and manager of the monroes, the features, the honeydolls, and other bands °°° current bartender at cats nightclub

[capriccio-ffxiv]

apple blossom :   how does your muse go about expressing or not expressing their sexuality ?

PHEW that's a COMPLICATED one, for a lot of reasons!

So, up until very recently, I identified as asexual, and grey-romantic. When I created Illyria, it was with the express idea that I wanted to explore a character who is a lot more sexual than me; who is completely allosexual and alloromantic, and confidant about that. Illy is loudly and proudly bisexual; but for her, sex is very casual. It's just another fun interesting thing one can do with friends, there's nothing special or sacred about it. She's blunt and forthright about sex and sexuality, in a way that some of her friends find kind of awkward.

Ryuu... ha. Ryuu was based on a self-insert I made up when I was like, 15/16 years old. I re-tooled her as mostly ace but sapphic, in the way of "not sexually attracted to people, but romantically attracted to women, and willing to have sex with women." That... all changed over the course of RP with my RP partner, when poor Ryuu (... and myself) got "... shit, I'm bisexual" plus "... shit, is this what sexual attraction feels like!? oh no" She's still not terribly comfortable about expressing her sexuality around anyone but her partners (currently Y'shtola and Kian, her co-WoL)

Seshat: Seshat is so damn new and based on my Guild Wars 2 toon. GW2!Seshat was completely aro-ace and Seshat will probably end up the same. Every time I think about "who would I ship her with" I'm like "That cat doesn't have a sexual thought in her fluffy orange cat head."

Hyperion: Ryuu's Ancient. Hyperion liked to put on a pretense of Yep I'm a Totally Normal Guy in Normal Ancient Society, while... secretly changing his sex/gender all the time to see if anyone even noticed. When everyone has to wear the same clothes and masks and hoods, turns out, nobody does. It was a little game he played. Luckily for him, his wife thinks that's hot as hell.

Dionysos: Illyria's Ancient. Dionysos is based not just on Dionysus, but also on Diogenes and the Cynics. Unlike Hyperion, Dio never once bothered to hide or pretend that they were Normal, and in fact in their youth they were briefly Altima before being exiled for writing seditious plays (when they're not Azem, anyway). They were extremely lucky to *only* be exiled and not just executed; Emet-Selch was instrumental on arguing for their exile and not execution (the man was young, recently appointed, and still really liked Dio's plays. Even the seditious ones. Maybe especially the seditious, salacious ones...). Dio was the kind of person to have public sex just to scandalize people and to make rhetorical points about problems with Ancient society.

[honest-moth-of-silver-grove]

*bursts my head through your wall*

Can I have a male romantic baldur’s gate 3 matchup plz

Gender: cis female

Pronouns: she/her

Sexuality: heterosexual ally

Zodiac: Capricorn

Appearance: 5’2 African American hourglass body (although I’m more top heavy if you know what i mean) black curly wavy hair blackish brown eyes chubby cheeks wears glasses sometimes (im far sighted so it’s usually when driving in class or at the theater)

Mbti: infj

Enneagram: 2w1

Personality: kind smart funny motherly responsible empathetic anxious emotional moody perfectionist helpful people pleaser caring compassionate nerdy curious protective polite respectful indecisive fearful nervous introvert shy awkward clumsy low self esteem low confidence (more pertaining to my talents or personality then my looks) sassy sarcastic (I’m mainly these things with people i feel comfortable with like friends or family) soft spoken cute (my friends think im cute because i can be pretty innocent plus I’m small physically)

Likes: animals books reading writing fantasy magic sci fi anime music video games friends alone time learning personality quizzes sweets and bread helping being a part of something bigger than myself

Dislikes: spiders loud sounds people who harm others people who don’t take others into consideration (like make insensitive jokes or don’t consider the comfort of others or are mean just cause they can) people i care about not caring for themselves (im a hypocrite on this i take care of everyone else but not me) not being listened to weird holes and patterns math and tests (I’m being tested for a math disability and i have test anxiety)

Love language:

Giving: acts of service gift giving and physical affection (if they’re ok with it)

Receiving: words of affirmation and physical affection (although i can be shy about it)

Extra: i pace a lot i sing when im alone i talk to myself im a picky eater (mainly with textures) i have a cat i have minor ehlers danalos (a hyper mobility disorder) but it doesn’t hurt me like it does my sisters i get abdominal migraines which is basically like a migraine but instead of headaches it’s nausea

My Tav: basically a self insert she’s an elf sorceress noble

Thank you

A/N: Ooh, this one was a tough one! Mainly because I see you as being so good with either Wyll or Halsin… Hmm. Let’s see… 

For you, astralmysteria, I’m thinking the male companion best suited to you would be… Wyll!

🗡 Wyll is the best companion for you. He’s kind and noble and self-sacrificing, very similar to you. He prides himself on being the best he can be whether it be in sword fighting or in dancing. He is a very responsible and empathetic person as well, choosing to take on burdens for the sake of others, as long as it means he can’t prevent villainous acts like the harming of innocents. 

Raised under a Duke, he was brought up to care about others' opinions of him, in both private and social settings. This gives him a desire to please the people around him, even in instances where he might start to resent certain parts of himself in order to do so. It was evident that he doesn’t regret what he sacrificed to save Baldur’s Gate from the Tiamat's worshippers having to form his pact with Mizora the half-devil. But he does appear discouraged when she gives him devil horns. Appearance is something that matters to him. And while he may have the odd doubt about his new look, he absolutely loves yours. He thinks you’re beautiful, practically a goddess in your own right. And he can’t wait until the two of you are properly partnered to show you just how much he reveres your body. ;) 

And he secretly thinks you look extra cute when you’re wearing your glasses. He’s had to adjust his vision a couple of times, from losing an eye in the fight with the Tiamat cultists to having his one good eye left turned into a devil’s. So he understands the need for such appliances. And don’t worry about being clumsy, it’s just another thing he finds absolutely charming in you. 

Wyll himself is more extroverted (I think of him as an ENFJ), but he gets that having to perform socially for many people can be, well… a lot. He did attend several masquerade balls growing up, and as fun as they were, there was always a point where he was beyond ready for all the guests to just go home already lol. 

In terms of Enneagram, I think you overlap there as well with you being a 2w1 whereas Wyll is a 3w2. Both of you are driven and take your goals seriously. As a 2w1, you may lose sight of your needs when prioritizing others- which Wyll gets as his large sacrifice was him doing exactly that. But he has trouble seeing it in himself, just like you have difficulty seeing it in you. This way, you guys can help each other out; you remind Wyll to keep his own needs in mind, and Wyll does the same for you. For example, on his own, he might skip meals and keep going, but with you by his side, of course, he’s going to set camp and make sure you eat something. Unfortunately, as a #w2, Wyll often fears rejection, or that he’s unworthy of love. And while your enneagram doesn't exactly suggest the same thing, your on/off low self-esteem does. The two of you will need to make it a point to remind the other how much you mean to them. He loves you dearly, and he will say it as often as you like if that’s what it takes to get through your stubborn skull. Just, please, be sure to say it back to him. He may look rugged on the outside, but on the inside, he’s dying to hear it. In this way, your love language of words of affirmation gets fulfilled. 

And don’t worry about being too innocent or chaste. Wyll wants to do things the proper and slow way. He wants to savor each and every little moment, every milestone with you, and not just rush into all of them at once. 

Wyll enjoys the company of animals as well if his reactions to Scratch are any indication. And he doesn't seem to complain when the party keeps encountering cats, so I think he’d probably enjoy the company of you and your cat. Maybe after a long day of adventuring and heroics, he’d like to sit with you, with your cat on his lap, and just rest in your presence. 

I would say he’s scared of spiders, but I doubt he likes them too much, as they probably remind him of all his battles against goblins and devils. He has no problem removing them from your tent or home should you ask him to. He promises he won’t let any of them come near you on his watch. And while he can’t exactly ‘protect’ you from math, he’s more than happy to figure out the calculations needed for an incantation or a spell. He’s actually pretty good at it, I mean he is a Warlock after all. 

Wyll’s grown accustomed to roughing it the past few years, but he remembers what food was like living as the son of a Duke in Baldur’s Gate. He tries to get you what you like- things with the correct textures, and foods that won’t make your nausea worse when you're having an attack. It’s not always possible when you're always setting up and taking down camp, but he does what he can. He wants you to feel just as special as he believes you to be. Because to him, you are- you’re his future, his everything. 

And with your Tav being an elf sorceress noble, wow, that just makes you an even greater match! He himself comes from a degree of nobility, and he’s a warlock! 

I mean come on! It’s like you two are a perfect match made in the stars! ✩✩✩

[rabbitindisguise]

I was thinking while making dinner about tom cardy's song perception check and how there seems to be a whole . . . thing about punishing people who play ttrpgs for wanting to pick Violence almost all of the time, despite that being a whole genre in fiction

[Context: I've been dabbling in rpg like videogames and getting deeper and deeper into darker stories while realizing that my character choices don't have to be motivated by self inserts. In the process it's become clearer to me that this might be coupled with the idea that nice people read nice fiction and mean people read mean fiction, and that violence isn't nice and nonviolence isn't mean. Mainly because I'm finding more and more I like characters that make Bad Choices rather than good characters that try to be nice, and seeing how that chafes with the idea that I'm someone who generally tries not to hurt people on purpose for fun, and yet still like picking attack rather than waffling about the morals of hurting fictional people who are fictional and also have a gun.]

and trying to punish people who might be jerks in real life for being jerks in fiction is so roundabout and not helpful because like . . . Violence exists in fiction because it exists in real life, and violent fiction can help let off steam in a healthy way. There's no reason to police people's tastes when they're somewhat more public about them. Maybe it's because the feeling that method acting isn't really method acting and they're secretly Like That irl (likely because people take it too far under the guise of ~the art~ or whatever). Someone privately practicing hitting a punching bag or talking in a deep grumbly voice while in character is not hurting anyone. It's totally fine not to participate in a game with them the same way it's totally fine that they enjoy that style of play. I mean who hasn't heard of kids playing warrior cats on the playground?? People faked fighting and dying all the time

anyways going to go watch violence fiction with murder in it u_u

[laburnumclangen]

Honeystar is the founder of Laburnumclan. She and other 7 members of her old clan had to flee because they’ve lost their territory to the other 3 clans. For 4 moons they had to travel to find a new home. On their journey, Honeydapple sort of became the leader of the group, and was also declared to be the leader of their new Clan, LaburnumClan. The reason they called it “Laburnum” is, that when they finally found a place to stay, (with 3 other Clans :)) a Leaf of a Laburnum tree showed them the direction of where their new camp should be. Lemonshade interpreted that sign, but Honeystar mostly named it to honor her dead mother Laburnumstar, (our SC guide) who sadly died defending their old territory. Honeystar really loved her (Laburnumstar is kinda annoyed of her) so it’s even better that she has a deep SC bond so she can visit her many times :D (Laburnumstar is suffering)

After all, Honeystar is very optimistic and open to a lot of things. Her bestfriend is Lasagna who she really trusts. It’s not that easy to bring her mood down or make her dislike you. Insert “happy happy happy” sound

Lasanga was formerly kitty pet, then a loner, a kitty pet again, but after her last owner died in tragic car accident she became a loner again (I totally did not just improvised this). One day Lasanga stumbled across that group of sad and traumatized cats that were looking for a new home, and since she had nothing better to do, she decided to join them :) Lasanga became best friends with Honeystar in a short time and proved herself being very reliable and loving to the others. Everyone was fine with her being the new deputy and she takes her role very seriously (but in a fun way yk) Lasanga is very outgoing and tries to be friendly with everyone (she’s like pinky pie but CAT). Sometimes she challenges with Blizzardtail and others may think they have a little rivalry. They do. Batpaw and her have a good relationship, Lasanga often makes her laugh and cares a lot abt her apprentice :)

The medicine cat of LaburnumClan. He’s seen enough shit in his life but that doesn’t stop him from (uhh idk improvising this isn’t that easy) ✨live,love,laughing✨. (Yeah.) Lemonshade adopted Lavenderpaw when he was only 2 moons old because his parents died. Other than him, has no special cats in his life but it’s not because he wants to be alone, he’s just introverted and there was no extrovert that adopted him yet.

Sparkclaw gives off Claire Vibes from modern family. Mhm. She’s always very awkward with her apprentice Lavenderpaw. One reason for that is Sparkclaw constantly misgendering Lavenderpaw because she thinks his name is ✨too girly✨.

If Blizzardtail were a human, his favorite music would be Justin Bieber aaand Justin Timberlake. His human name would probably be Justin too. Blizzardtail is very charming to everyone, even to the ones that don’t like him. Sometimes he’s bragging about his skills and mostly his EYES 👁️🫦👁️ He’d sat in front of a puddle and look at them, then turn around to any poor cat walking by and give them the Flynn rider look. He has too much self esteem. But all in all he’s a pretty nice guy :) He does a pretty good job in mentoring Shimmerpaw etc. (what else am I supposed to write???)

Batpaw is like that cool gothgirl you wanna be friends with so bad but you’re too afraid to talk to her because she looks a bit mean. But she’s not really, Batpaw just need the right cats around her, like Lasagna or Lavenderpaw :) She’s hardworking and popular around others but that’s not interesting for her. She’s interested in stalking that one gay couple from PineClan.

Shimmerpaw acts like Sasuke and likes to think of himself as a cool mysterious guy, while stumbling over his own feet. He’s still nice to everyone, just has a little maincharacter complex. He secretly admires Batpaw and after accidentally telling that Blizzardtail, he always wants to give him tips on how he could get closer to her. The last training session he wanted Shimmerpaw to learn his extremely seducing Flynn rider look. Shimmerpaw cried after that.

(Since I love comparing them to other characters) Lavenderpaw ist most likely like Sebastian from stardew valley :D Lemonshade is his adoptive father, since both of his parents died shortly after he was born. He’s not very close to anyone else in the clan, but likes Batpaw very much. Sparkclaw kind of annoys him, atleast Lemonshade is there to cheer him up :)

Iciclecatcher is a sneaky little grandma (actual grandma of Blizzardtail) that everyone likes :D She’s kind and determined to always do the right thing (mostly for herself) but that doesn’t mean she’s egocentric or smthing like that, she’s always there to lend a helping hand. Not only because of that, she adopted little Silverkit, a loner kitten that wouldn’t have survived without help. She loves him with all her heart and loves to tell the younger ones stories.

Silverkit is living his best live :) Even though he wonders what happened to his real parents he would never give up the life he has now. He’s optimistic and loves spending time with the other clanmates, especially his adoptive (grand)mother Iciclecatcher. Best cuddler in LaburnumClan. 10/10. 5 of 5 stars. Slay.

I didn’t want to write much more abt the family status of the cats, but just assume that every other familymember either died or joined other clans/groups that will never meet up with LaburnumClan. I didn’t want everyone to be related because of several reasons🧍🏻‍♀️ I don’t wanna type anymore. Bye😃