#Caide talks

[dulcewrites]

- youngest child of Corlys Velaryon and Rhaenys Targaryen

- she has dark hair unlike her siblings (like her mom. yes we are giving rhaenys her original Baratheon brunette hair like in the book. Shoutout to Laenora for ACTUALLY having Baratheon blood)

- was closed to her big sis and bro despite the age differences. laena used to send her lots of jewelry from Pentos. Laenor gifted her a whole ship of her own. The Pearl of the Sea

- the first time laenora sees Alicent’s ghost (at first I wanted her to have allusions but ghost Alicent is more slay) is after she’s forced to consummate her marriage to viserys

- at first she thinks about just poisoning viserys. But he makes an off handed comment about Alicent. And nah talking about ghost mother like that isn’t gonna slide. She stabs him, stages it to look like a su*caide

- despite being the one she ends up marrying, Aegon is the last of the kids to warm up to her being around

- otto tells them it would make more sense for laenora and Aemond to marry. Aegon throw a bit a fit. An ~I’m the king I should get what I want~ fit

Eragon, Christopher Paolini // The Sopranos // may the bridges i burn light the way, Roxy Jules // Norma Jeane Baker of Troy, Ann Carson // The Woman Destroyed, Simone de Beauvoir // House of the Dragon // Elektra, Sophokles // Mouthful of Forevers, Clementine von Radics

Laenora Velaryon. Queen Consort, Poisoned Pearl of Driftmark

#my ocs #nah bc I’m obsessed with the irony that corlys probably wished his youngest was just a bit more ambitious #and the one moment laenora shows any political savvy or gumption it’s on the opposing side #obsessed with her tbh

[codegeassfacts]

Code Geass Lelouch of the Rebellion R2 Sound Episode 3 // Not Canon (Crack)

For More information about the Sound Drama, check the post for the First Sound episode over there

1 - REGENERATION (C.C.'s second character song) 2 - Short Drama "Mr. Geass Academy Rebellion" 3 - Short Drama "A Hundred Geass Ghost Stories" 4 - REGENERATION (Instrumental)

Regeneration, Lelouch's second character song, sung by Jun Fukuyama

Audio Drama "Mr. Geass Academy Rebellion" Many thanks to the lovely @natsuhikira for this Drama

Charles speaks his usual bullshit about our world not being one and only and about the past, present and future all existing blablabla, he is basically warning you what's coming after is bullshit. Lelouch comes in and is welcomed by Nunnally, who is the principal of the school, he was awaited as the new professor, they heard of his doing and wanted him here. He introduces himself as Lelouch Lamperouge, a teacher whose job is to deal with delinquants school after school. Nunnally wants him to fix things with the delinquants in her school so it gets back to being a worthy britannian school.

Lelouch asks if that's this bad and Nunnally say it is, as no one act like a person anymore, they can't hold themselves, they have no education and it's like a zoo.

Lelouch is confident about being able to deal with them, but Nunally warns him to not underestimate them, his class is like the worst and previous teachers ended up in hospitals. Lelouch says he can handle that, and he asks Nunnally to stop talking of them like that, as they could hear that and that would be hurtful. Lelouch then goes in his first class, the third beast class, and there is only one student in there; Cecile. They do their introductions, Cecile is very cheerful. Lelouch notices she looks very normal; Eventually, Cecile says that no one came today, to Lelouch's lack of luck, so she proposes him to bring him where they are, to which he agrees. She then brings him to the campus and …Delinquant Orange welcome them. He wants to know who dares to step in there; Lelouch reminds him they are outside and introduces himself before asking him who he is. He is the caid of this place and his name is Jeremiah Gottwald. As they argue about stuff, Lelouch kind of calls Orange….tangerine, which drives Jeremiah super crazy over the nickname, yelling "Mikan /Tangerine) everywhere and getting insane at it, he tries to murder Lelouch. Lelouch then uses his geass to calm Jeremiah. Cecile blames him for using it and Lelouch wonders who she knows about it, as it's a secret Then they meet Lloyd, he is the shadow of the caid; After things get a little out of hand, Lelouch geasses Lloyd and, as he seemingly promised before, leaves the choice of the order to Cecile, she then asks Lloyd to date her;

Lloyd then dutifully agrees and propose to Cecile, leading her to yell in joy and being super flustered, she then thanks Lelouch, asking him to bring back peace in this insane school. Now we move to the third encounter ; As Lelouch and Cecile kees going on and notice how everything is wrecked they hear the sound of broken things; The Glaston team are destroying everything, Lelouch then geass them to stay quiet ; They then hear a roaring sound and Cecile notices Guilford has just stolen a bike; Lelouch geass him into bringing it back, then Diethard is the next one and Lelouch geass him and Odysseus and so on (it's quite funny cause they use various line from the anime during the sound drama, and Cecile being hysterically cute will never not be funny just like Lelouch yelling この 犯罪 者 ) Cecile then notices how everyone is right now and Lelouch makes a speech about things going right ; Moving on; They arrive on the roof; Cornelia is there and she welcomes them and congratulates him for making it till there; She introduces herself as delinquant Cornelia, and she warns him she is a whole different level from others.Lelouch snaps back for it's the same for him as he is a special one, so which Cornelia says she knows about that, She heard rumors about Lelouch Lamperouge, also known under the "Geass teacher" surname. She knows about geass and has a counter for it, for she has…glasses ! She thought about this counter strike and now wants to take all her time to punish him. She then strikes him, but Cecile comes in and beat Cornelia's ass with various attack like Cecile punch or Cecile beam cause she forbids her to hit Lelouch ; Cornelia is beaten thanks to Cecile. She then warns Lelouch one opponent is still left.

And Charles speaks (his theme begins to play ), he introduces himself as the delinquant of all delinquant, Charles di Bancho da (this introduction is insane) Lelouch understands he really is the ultimate bancho and he has to stop him; Charles tease him about being fearful and Lelouch obviously denies it; Lelouch tells him once he'll have him bend into his will, he'll have the whole school acting as robot and executing his orders and bowing to him; Cecile notices he went over the toEtsy c, meanwhile Charles keeps on mentioning how Lelouch is no match for him and there are rules he has no idea of; Lelouch then freaks out as Charles'eyes shows up his geass and Charles eventually cast it on him ;

A phone is beeping. Lelouch introduces himself, He is the CEO of the Aera eleven compagny, and also known as the Geass president. Nunnally comes in, panicked, cause the Britannia compagny is coming ; we understand that Lelouch plans to use/swallow them and geass

We then jump to Charles who asks Nunnally what it is they are about to make Lelouch do this time, to which Nunnally tells him that's enough (We understand that it's all been Charles playing with his Geass and Lelouch's head)

Audio Drama "A Hundred Geass Ghost Stories"

I didn't hear this drama so i'm merely giving you a small summary from a friend who heard it;

This drama is set up around most of the R2 Student council who are gathered in some (scary) place and tells each other some scary stories; (Hyaku Monogatari, the title of this sound drama, means the hundred stories, it's a way to call ghost stories in Japan) It seems that most of them just tells some unfortunate or crazy events which happened to them, not understanding the whole concept of scary stories, until Suzaku takes the lead and tells them a real scary story, which keeps them on the edge and eventually really frighten thems; Eventually Viletta arrives as they put an end to the session and it all ends up as they notice something strange and realize there is a real ghost amongst them, leading them all to run away while screaming.

That's about it For this Sound episode, always more and more crack, moving on to the next one .

#codegeass #code geass #lelouch vi britannia #lelouch lamperouge #lelouch of the rebellion #sound drama #audio drama #original code geass #official material #suzaku kururugi #コードギアス #c.c. #kallen kozuki #crack #not canon #character song #Youtube

[madmanandhenchlad]

MadMan Break

Theo almost expects a fake out. Haha just kidding. Just one of Lu's pranks.

"-And I want a block wide memorial fountain. 911 levels, with a statue."

"-there has to be another way!"

"Paragon!"

"No!"

Above him the skyship dissolves into a ball of fire.

"Luke-"

[it will take .9 seconds for the sound to reach him on the ground, 2 seconds before he feels any heat from the explosion.]

His brother is gone. He lies in the dirt where Cavalcade dropped him.

[flexion teardrop fracture: anteroinferior aspect of a cervical vertebral body due to flexion of the spine along with vertical axial compression.]

Feedback from Luke's communicator drills high-pitch into his head.

"A Paragon of the masses, Ha! I will rise up as the true ideal man, and see how they genuflect as they did to that false hero."

[Legal name Calvin Caid. Chemical engineer, creator of combat drug Rancor-]

"-What are the masses but mud to be ground underfoot, fuel to be burned for those who deserve it?"

[-terrible taste in literature.]

"Your Aegis league has stood against the progress of great men for too long. But I doubt you will stand for anything now." A massive hand wraps around his throat and hoists him up. His vision whites out from the pain of his fractured spine.

Caid's injector cuffs click as another vile is emptied into his bloodstream. His grip tightens.

[Rancor: half life of 3 minutes in the human body. Potency decreases with extended use.]

"We are The Catalyst. With the alien technology you fools have suppressed the world will spring forward, with me as the fountainhead!" The raw cold air causes condensation to drift from his mouth on every word. 

[Body temperature elevates an average of .8 degrees per 100mg dose.]

Theo struggles to turn his head. LadySupream is dodging blasts and not doing well. The two of them are all that's left of Aegis and He's. Still. Talking.

"It must be unexpected, Covert. For a moment you stood among a pantheon of near gods-"

He hears her yell and fall as one of LazerFace’s bolts rips through her.

Theo's hand struggles up, grabs the larger man's wrist. 

[Movement will compound his fracture.]

Caid's head tilts. 

His neck is so thick, Theo couldn't wrap both hands around it. 

Shut him up.

Caid begins to laugh.

"-and yet it is you, weak, mortal, powerless, who will survive them all. At least until I have Wraith dig what I want out of your head-"

[Dunning–Kruger effect: a cognitive bias in which people with limited competence in a particular domain overestimate their abilities.]

"You- don't know-." Theo's voice is quiet and strained at first. 

“By all means,” Caid gloats, lifting him higher. “Enlighten me.”

"-what you don't know."

He commands the mechanics of Caid's armband to activate. It hisses as the drug floods through the injectors. One dose, two, five in total. Steam rises off Theo's skin.

"You're prateing,” Caid’s hands seize around his throat. It wont stop Theo’s words from flowing out, even if they are choked and inaudible. “You reveal your own ignorance but worse, you are distracting me.” 

[He and Luke throw popcorn at the TV when they watch the Sopranos.]

Chunks of ship are plummeting into the snow around them. Some might be useful.

"A demonstration. To end your deluded monologuing!"

Caid’s fingers feel like nothing now and Theo bends two of them them backwards balisticly. His legs buckle as he hits the ground but the pain inhibiting properties are already taking effect.

"You think you destroyed some figurehead? Some symbol? You are incapable of the fundamental cognition required to even miscalculate! Knowledge is power. And you- witless, greedy, proudly callous-"

Cavalcade punches him in the face. He lets the fist connect and grabs the man's other cuff. This one has a full 10 doses.

[You killed my baby brother!]

He commands the machine, 1000 milligrams pump into Caid's wrist.

"-are powerless."

He can almost hear the man's heart beat stutter as his eyes roll back. 

He falls, presumably dead. He doesn't care.

He reaches out with his power and feels for the spark of working electric current. Stumbling through the snowdrifts he plants his hands and feels the circuit boards spring to life. 

[This is a part of the ship's navigation equipment and sonar.]

"The construction of an emergency vehicle is a simple matter. Implanting coordinates for my inevitable period of comatose and paralyzation will require more finesse. Observe," he speaks to no one now. 

He twists the structure with his will. Digging out a space to stuff his broken body inside.

[No propulsion system]

"A propulsion system consists of a source of mechanical power, and a propulsor. Even the vibration of a string is only a type of propulsion."

He warps the vessel once more. Then pushes himself upright.

"You! Lazerface! Chemical oxygen-iodine designs are an outdated concept!"

A beam of light streaks passed him. He ducks into the vessel.

[LSD-wave propulsion: a high energy pulse is focused on a solid surface surrounded by gas. The breakdown of gas causes an expanding shock wave which absorbs laser energy at the shock front. Expansion of the hot plasma behind the shock front during and after the pulse transmits momentum to the craft.]

It rings like a gong. Gforce slams him down. Even near-lethal amounts of Cavalcade's drug isn't enough to keep him conscious. He finally, mercifully, blacks out.

#MadMan #Paragon

[data-expunged-0]

Yo Plum I threw your guys into an incorrect quotes generator

@plum-pitter

Muffs: We need a distraction. Caid: Is anyone here good at jumping up and down and making weird noises? Pocky, whispering: My time has come

Muffs: Hey, did you know as a kid I accidentally ate paper? Pocky: I feel like we've all done that at least once. Caid: I ate it too- Pocky: See? Caid::-On purpose… Muffs & Pocky: …What?

Muffs: What if mayonnaise came in cans? Caid: Well, that would such because you can't microwave metal. Pocky: Good morning to everyone except these two people.

Muffs: Do you think different paints have different tastes? Pocky: They do. Caid: …Why did you say that with such certainty?

Muffs: I really like Eminem. Pocky: I prefer skittles. Caid: They are talking about the rapper. Pocky: Why would they eat the wrapper?

Muffs: I really like this whole 'good guy, bad guy' thing you guys have going on. Pocky: It's not an act, it's just that I'm mean and Caid isn't.

Muffs: I can't believe you live nearby, and you won't let anyone crash at your place. Pocky: You people already know too much about me. Caid: I know exactly three facts about you, and one of them is that you won't let any of us crash at your place.

Muffs: Look at the buns on that guy! Pocky: lying on the floor, covered in hamburger buns Caid: This is the comedy police! The joke's too funny! Muffs: I'm not going back to jail!

[https-watching-dot-you]

at nearly 1000 comments supporting me, my post on instagram about leaving was deleted for "bullying".

here in lies another reason im leaving instagram;

i speak out about getting bullied, then i get reported. I hope everyone that reported my post knows they're a pussy.

#Caide talks

[ahagony]

such a weird place to be, to care so much abt someone who's going through a tough time but not actually know them well enough yet to be able to know what they need or help them in any way

#sam talks #yeah yeah ranting about my ~lover~ again i know #ironically we did talk a couple of days ago about me wanting to know a bit more abt what was going on woth him #and him being cool with sharing and open up abt it #amd we agreed to find a day this week when he had the energy and capacity to talk about ir #but yeah it'll hsve to wait a bit caide he's feeling worse bit we havent talked yet so i dont actually Know what is up #so all i can do is be patient and supportive and hope he feels better enough soon to like #do the stuff that i crave like meeting up like we used to and texting me first sometimes #personal

[tahrising]

He’s an ambitious assassin with no limits, and of questionable moral alignment but I love him all the same.

#meet my new boy I've been talking about him all day #mmm I'm excited #gotta gene Caide first tho #one project at a time #so stained is slowly creeping into my lair and I'm not at all opposed #my wallets crying tho #also wasp is the ultimate companion to stained because of that sweet faux glim #I already love it #dragon share #flight rising #fr #skydancer #skydancer dragons #genone #g1 #my dragons #Tahro talks #Sulmorah

[likemesomesalads]

🍒 Jacqueline 🍍 Ex3 🍑🍰🍆for both + Ghael and Cayde

🍒: Has Your OC had their first kiss yet? If so, with who? Yes. With another noble lass when she was 15. They hid in a room and 'wanted to try it' and thus Jaq realized she definitely likes girls. (Wasn't sure yet if she didn't like boys too though) Ex3: 🍍: Where does your OC feel most comfortable? Definitely in her little corner in the lab of her asura friend. 🍑: What sort of traits does your OC look for in a Significant Other? Ghael: Someone who doesn't mind his failings and someone who he can talk to (using sign language or by writing) without being judged Cayde: Lot of gut for murder and good stamina for things. 🍰: What's something your OC counts as unforgivable? Ghael: killing/hurting innocent people, killing in general actually. Cayde: Luring him into a trap probably. And if it's about Sol then that she left him and didn't stay with him once he kidnapped her. 🍆: Does your OC have any favourite form of affection, physical or otherwise? Ghael: soft, gentle touches. And when his partner reads for him or just talks about anything so he can hear them while not expecting to actually listen or retain any information. he just loves to listen for the sound of their voice Caide: He doesn't look it but he's a cuddler. He loves when his partner just sits in his lap and cuddles.

[dreamslayer-fr]

30 Day Dragon Share Challenge

Day 2 - Share your favourite Lightning dragons

Gorl | Caide

The girl is a newer purchase who still needs a name, but she’s really pretty and I love her. Then there’s Caide. He was the founder for my nuzlocke I attempted (but have since abandoned, we don’t talk about it)  I randomly bought him off the AH when I went to get my starting dragons for the challenge and he happened to have hatched on my bday! So that was cool

#flight rising #dragon share #30 day dragon share challenge #definitely not already a day late lmaoo

[kclenhartnovels]

Fishbones and Flowers

[A very quick backstory on a minor character who will probably appear in book 2 after Wolf at the Gates, but no one can stop me, so here goes. TW for spousal abuse, both physical and verbal. Also sex mentions, but nothing explicit. Minimal editing because I’m tired.]

“You’re useless, you know that? I don’t know why I even waste breath on you!”

Tal ducked, narrowly avoiding a pitcher thrown at his head. It smashed against the wall behind him, showering him with wine. A cup followed shortly after, striking him in the jaw when he straightened up. He flinched, showing his empty palms quickly. “Mads, please. What did I do?”

She crossed the space between them, brandishing another cup. Her skin was still ruddy from working the lumber yards all day, and he could hardly tell if the flush in her cheeks was anger, or just the residual effects of the sun. The look she gave him seemed permanent lately, nothing left of the softness and laughter he had fallen in love with. But it had to still be there somewhere, right?

“Are you so thick you don’t even know what you’ve done?” she snarled. She backhanded him with mug still in hand, then took a fistful of his shirt. Pain rippled from his jaw, and he tried to find focus on her face around the stars bursting in his vision. “I don’t know why I agreed to marry you. You don’t even bring in enough money to make it worth my while.”

“Is that why you’re angry?” he asked, putting his hands around her arm, leaning up on his toes to try and support his own weight, and take the strain off of her. “I have another job lined up. Caid and I--”

“You have another job lined up?” she repeated, and shoved his back against the wall. Wine soaked his shirt. “Your brother has another job lined up. He’s a mercenary; you’re nothing but a con man taking his prizes for your own.”

“Madiella, my love--”

“Don’t.” She let go of his shirt to grab his jaw, and fresh pain flared up the side of his face. “I don’t want to hear another word from you. I’m sick and tired of your excuses, and I’m tired of hearing your voice. Fix it, Tallionmarn.” She shoved him away at last, setting down her mug too-hard on the table. “And you can start by getting another jug of wine.”

Tal took in a careful breath, putting one hand on the wall to steady himself. He didn’t dare move until after she sat down, and even then skirted along the edge of the wall to go down to the cellar.

They were out of wine.

His chest squeezed, and he knocked aside a few crates and small barrels, searching the cramped cellar one last time. The scent of damp, cool earth felt like the promise of a tomb, and he could have curled up there rather than go back up and face Madiella with another failure. Maybe she wouldn’t notice if he snuck out of the house and borrowed a jug from his mother, or his brother. Hopefully she wouldn’t know if he went to Caid--again.

Years of mercenary work had at least given him a soft step, but while it would let him slide past his wife, his mother had much sharper ears. After fourteen children, that happened. Tal didn’t hear her, but she snagged his arm almost as soon as he entered the house, and yanked him around to face her. She was nearly five inches shorter than him, but still managed to pull him down to look him in the eye.

“Tallionmarn, you’re bleeding.”

He touched his lip; apparently one of the hits had split it, and he hadn’t noticed the beads of dark blood on top of the dark wine. “It’s fine, Mama. Do you have a jug of wine I can borrow? I’ll bring you a new one tomorrow.”

She pressed a clean cloth against his lip, and he bent down so she wouldn’t have to reach as far. “I don’t know what you see in that woman,” she said, almost too quietly to be heard.

“I love her.”

She scoffed. “Don’t talk while I’m fixing this,” she scolded, but there was no harshness to her voice. She dabbed at his lip, her fingers finding the bruising along his jaw. “You can have a jug of wine, my little bird.”

“Mama--”

“Caid’s outside; send him in to me when you go, won’t you?” She stepped back at last, fetching a jug and pressing it into his arms. He kissed her cheek, and tried not to think about how the worry lines between his mother’s eyes always seemed to deepen when he was around. His chest ached. So did his jaw.

“Mama wants to see you.” He tried not to look at Caid as he passed him, knowing full well he’d get another earful if he did. He felt his brother’s long look, but for once Caid didn’t chase after him.

He wasn’t sure if that made him feel better, or worse.

Tal didn’t sleep at all that night. He had dinner with his wife. He poured her wine. As the evening started to cool, he sat in her lap and ran his fingers through her hair. She apologized for hitting him. They had sex. The way her legs squeezed his hips, her fingers raked down his back and skipped across his burn scars, he was sure everything would be fine. 

But he didn’t sleep.

He curled one arm behind his head and stared at the dark rafters. Mads slept with her head on his chest, her dark hair spread over his skin so the tattooed eagles looked as if they were trapped in a thicket of thorns. The house creaked. Insects buzzed in the summer humidity. If he listened close enough, he could hear the ocean breaking against the cliffs. Mads breathed evenly. He couldn’t breathe at all. His jaw ached. 

When the sun rose and sent bright light stretching across the floor, they both got up. Tal made breakfast. Mads went to work. He cleaned up the house, and spent the day running small favors in town, collecting money and avoiding his brother, but for once Caid didn’t seem to be looking for him. For once, none of his siblings hounded his steps. When the sun started to sink low in the sky, horns sounded from the castle, and a procession of royal heralds and guard cleared the main street. 

"What's all this?" 

Caid appeared at his brother's side; for being such a large man, Tal was still surprised at how he could blend into the crowds and move like some massive phantom. He put an arm around Tal's shoulders, and it felt like a shield. He couldn't help but wonder when the blow would come.

"Announcement from the crown," Caid answered after a moment. 

"You say that like you already know what it is."

He shrugged. His arm tightened. Tal felt a squeeze of uncertainty in his chest. More and more people lined the streets, until at last a few royal guards preceded the King, who rode on horseback. "People of Reckson," he began, flowers twined in his crown in a promise of good news. Had it been anything else, it would have been woven with fish bones. "I come with glad tidings. Prince Xaviestrious has taken a bride. You shall have a queen."

A cheer rose from the people, though it was more polite than really excited. After all, the affairs of the royals were little more than gossip; everyone had their own business to attend to, even more so before the light faded. The King seemed to realize this, though, and didn't stand long on ceremony. A herald slipped through the crowd, and pressed a scroll into Tal's hand.

"What is this?" he asked quietly, but the herald had already left.

The King offered a wide smile. "My people, your future Queen, Madiella en Wuldcytter Aureth di Reckson."

Tal's hands shook. The scroll crinkled between his fingers. Caid's arm tightened around his shoulders. He couldn't get his eyes to focus on the ink, but it didn't much matter. He saw the royal seal, and Mads' signature at the bottom, and knew well enough what it was. Their marriage had been dissolved, by order of the King. And now, crowned in flowers and gold, holding the hand of the oldest Prince, his wife--his former wife--beamed at the crowd. They clapped appropriately. Tal tried to catch her eye. 

She looked through him.

His jaw ached. The polite cheer of the crowd buzzed like summer in his ears, too heavy and too hard to breathe, laden with biting flies and smoke off the salt marsh. In the pounding of his heart he heard the waves against the cliffs, breaking, receding, crashing, spraying, pulling, wearing away at the rocks day by day by day. Mads’ smile crested the water higher, beating against his chest. He was the worn rocks, jagged and smooth and aching. The sun faded lower, painting the sky a hazy purple. 

Two weeks later, Tal joined his brother on a ship, put his back on Reckson, and wondered if the sound of the waves, the buzz and reek of the salt marsh, the flowers and fish bones, and the lonely cries of the swooping sea eagles would ever leave his chest.

#writeblr #flash fiction #backstory #wolf at the gates #reckson #i dunno how much tal and caid will end up in book 2 but #i love them #tal especially #he's an idiot but he tries so hard #and don't worry while this ends a bit heartwrenching #he does eventually overcome the abuse

[https-watching-dot-you]

*buys things to make myself feel better* *buys things to make myself feel better* *buys things to make myself feel better* *b

#Caide talks

[thornbolts]

Similar: Three members of the same sex they find attractive. Different: Three members of the opposite sex they find attractive.

Confessions in Threes Asks

Attraction doesn’t necessarily mean she’d wish for a romance. It’s just that she appreciates the person’s aesthetic and/or personality 👀

Same Sex:

@belnorem: Remy has definitely got a thing for non-humans. Pointy ears and glowy eyes make her swoon, but she won’t show it. She finds Yanele to be one of the people she can truly open up with, though she’s still nervous about their relationship.

@lynaeclarke: One of her Gilnean friends! Remy finds Lynae intriguing. She isn’t quite sure how to handle bonafide bookworms. But even so, she finds her cute, even if Remy will endlessly keep telling Lynae to GET MORE SLEEP.

@glitchphil‘s Vikkari: The forsaken is attracted to her seemingly chipper personality and how well she’s got her things together. She probably wouldn’t understand half of the things Vikki would talk about. She’d just smile and nod.

Opposite Sex:

@tilnathiel: Nath’s off-the-wall personality and heart of gold hidden under it all are just downright magnetic. Nath is cute, owns a ship, and isn’t afraid to charge into a damn town of angry humans to save two deaders. Plus he has goddamn cute-ass freckles.

@caideyn: She sees a lot of herself in Caid: Outdoorsy, a fondness for animals, great hunting partner, and above all, honest and willing to help folk he doesn’t even know. Plus those tattoos? Yeah. Hot.

@ranekvilmas: She finds Ranek charming, though she’s still hesitant on him outside of human form.. She’s a lot more careful around shifted worgen. Above all else, she very much appreciates his trust–To go along with an undead he barely knows alone to the dark and dreary Duskwood.

Thank you for the asks, @turning-through-the-never!

#ooc #:eyes: #asks #answered #turning-through-the-never #Remington Thornbolt

[tilnathiel]

Interview with the Everstar:

— what did you have for breakfast?

“Pickled egg’n a hunk o’ salt cod. What else?”

— what can you cook perfectly?

“...All right, listen. I can’t be amazing at everythin’ all the time. It’d get boring!”

— if you could choose a pet, what would it be?

“Gingerclaws’d ne’er abide another pet, an’ I’d nay blame ‘im. Cats’re perfect. There when they need ta be an’ fecked off when they don’t, warm but nay TOO warm, keep the rats to a minimum. Right solid critters, them, ten out o’ ten.”

— how is your relationship with your parents?

“...Me mother were a damned warrior-saint, an’ the world’s the poorer fer the loss of ‘er. We don’t talk about the man what put me in ‘er.” A brief pause. “She deserved so much better.”

— what is your favorite read?

“There’s a copy o’ Nesingwary’s travels I’ve been meanin’ ta give another look...”

— do you put both socks on first, or one sock, one shoe?

“Wh-- socks first. Obviously. Who wants ta lumber about with one foot full-booted an’ the other bare?! That’s madness.”

— do you fold your clothes before bed?

“Mate, I hardly remember ta take ‘em off before bed most nights. There’re people out there, absolute lunatics, with full wardrobes o’ clothes just fer the sleepin’ an’ I’ll ne’er fathom why. It’s sleep! Who gives a damn? Just lay yer body down where it falls.”

— how do you feel about marriage?

“...No.”

— who was the last person you crushed on?

“Caid’s got a man wrapped round ‘is... erh. Well, what I mean ta say is, he ain’t... terrible. Fer a brick. An’ a cabbage.”

— what does your dream home look like? and where would it be?

“Dream home, is it? Mm... ye seen them pleasure-barges the Goblins like ta build? I don’t want that-- they’re too big. But somesuch like it. Big broad deck, loads o’ cargo space below. Lights strung up across the masts, them red lanterns maybe like the Pandaren’ve got. I’d have a proper galley, might be even a cabin bigger’n me. Who’s ta say?”

— what’s your worst habit?

“I haven’t GOT bad habits. Only good habits what haven’t had th’chance ta prove useful yet. Poor things.”

— what do you do for living and how do you feel about your job?

“Proud smuggler o’ men’n goods alike upon the swiftest lil’ cutter no one e’er saw,” Nath beamed, lifting his drink for a toast. “--No one climbs upon me vessel what doesn’t want ta be there, mind-- an’ no one gets off o’ her what hasn’t had a word o’ gratitude fer the Everstar. Proper kindness of a gig it is, truly.”

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👏 - Ruffle my muse’s hair

“…I think ya just messin’ with me, Wolf.”

Danaael huffed, rolling his eyes through a voiceless snickering wheeze. Two big blue-white hands each veered a hard swish to either side; decidedly negative, along with a clattering shake of the beads around his head.

The shaman straightened some. One of those great scarred palms came to rest on Caideyn’s shoulder, giving it a squeeze as he dragged the elf a little closer to his side. His bright smile glimmered almost as bright and as lively as the river rush did before them; he squeezed again, drawing his palm in a smooth track up and down the blood elf’s spine, and the free hand tap-tap-tapped just at the lobe of his own ear.

Caideyn peered upward, eyes narrowing with playful disbelief. “Ya want me to listen to them? Ya know I can’t just–”

No, no. A hearty smack of a palm to his own chest. Smack-smack.

“–Ohhhh.” Caideyn shuffled in place a little, grinning lopsidedly. Probably should’ve gathered that, heh. But the shaman was a nightmare to understand on the best of days, wasn’t he? The elf cast another uncertain look across the river’s glinting surface, then hunkered to a squat beside the rush. “So, what’re they… ya know. Sayin’, then? –About me, I mean.” The elf reached out as if to touch the water… then froze. 

Something akin to realization dawned upon him, and he whirled to set a wide-eyed stare onto the towering Draenei.

“Wh– wait a minute! I’ve been naked in these rivers!” Caideyn quailed with such a startle that Danaael froze as well. Blink-blink. “Gods’ teeth, they’ve seen my…” The elf sputtered, sidestepping embarrassed around the word. “–They’ve seen your…” That whole experience suddenly felt very different, once one realized the waters could talk. Oh, feckin’ hells. “–Do they talk about that?!”

A blink, then two.

Danaael, still half frozen himself, just gaped at poor flustered Caideyn in a wash of disbelief. … And then he belted all of that out into a half cackle and half scoff, squatting down beside the elf to bury that laughter in the scruff of his beard. Great thundering gods, of COURSE the spirits see.A bristly grin full of cheek and a little up-ticked nod confirmed Caid’s fears, to another groan – and another dry, rumbled wheeze, breathless as it was amused.

Poor Caideyn. He’d get used to it eventually.

Danaael drew back, tossing the flustered elf the most knowing of cheeky bastard winks– and, grinning wide, scrubbed a rough palm through his hair.

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