#You made them OOC Orin!

[y-rhywbeth2]

Meanwhile Act 3 rolls around in my canon and Durge is wandering around town with their new lover, holding hands and cuddling and sappy normal-romance shit and Gortash is watching through whatever spy network he has with absolute confusion because that is just so alien: how much damage did Orin do to them?? It's unnatural!

#Watching the person who would (and still will) dismember you for laying a friendly hand on them happily holding hands in public #You made them OOC Orin! #Vel may tolerate tenderness when vulnerable enough but he will bite you afterwards #It's a relief when the bites and weird vampire/bhaalist horniness over blood and violence is on display because #at least THAT makes sense #Astarion became a special circumstance born of amnesia (and Act 3 started off a little rocky what with conflicting loyalties of god and bf) #babbling #/durgetash #/gortash #/durge #villainous nonsense #OCs #Vel

[galedekarios]

Keeping this anon, but I hear you hate bloodweave. I was curious on your take to why.

You don't have to reply to this if it makes you uncomfortable thought!!

i'd like to preface this again by saying that this is my opinion. idc what you ship.

i've talked about this here, but i don't mind reiterating my points:

they have no chemistry, to the contrary, gale shuts him down right away during their first talk and ast*rion's manipulation attempts. i assume that gale sees right through him from the beginning. a lot of people love to hc gale as naive as or as completely taken with ast*rion, but it's the complete opposite. i imagine his many years in waterhavian society made him realise quite quickly what type of person he's dealing with. the relationship they have doesn't progress much from that. by act iii they - at best - begrudgingly tolerate each other.

they are diametrically opposed in the things they value as people as well as their morals. gale is kind-hearted, he approves of helping those in need, children, mothers, slaves, refugees, even the animals you meet in-game. he seeks to avoid bloodshed, approves of letting people who want to pay the party back for their help keep their money and belongings. he seeks knowledge and even power not for selfish reasons or a taste for the darker things, but because he seeks to better their odds of survival against a seemingly invincible foe. ast*rion meanwhile is selfish and cruel and vile. he delights in violence and bloodshed, he finds the struggle of people caught in the crosshairs amusing. he is greedy and short-sighted, seeking power for himself, no matter the cost to others.

they are completely incompatible in terms of what they look for in a relationship and a potential partner. gale wants and needs a deeper connection, a tangling of the souls, and he needs someone to be there for him unequivocally, to love him for who he is as he is. he is not taken in by someone's looks or image they present of themselves, nor does he do hate sex / endless bickering / enemies to fwb / etc.

the first things he cites for trusting the protag are their good actions (helping mirkon, helping arabella, seeking to ease the tension between zevlor and aradin), it's all those things that at first make him trust the protag and later - when they unselfishly offer him help, give him artefacts - makes him fall in love with them. sex and immediate gratification isn't important to him. sex is a component - one way in an array of ways to proclaim love.

for ast*rion, it's manipulation first and his entire romance hinges on that. his partner falling for his looks and his text book manipulation into sex. that's already where this breaks apart for me in terms of this ship because that doesn't work with gale.

add to that ast*rion's cruel remarks about gale's when he is need:

[after gale's background story reveal] You'd have us debate? That Netherese jack-in-the-box should be a blip on the horizon by now!

[after mystra's demands] I can't believe Mystra's demanding Gale sacrifice himself to destroy the Absolute. It's just a waste of a perfectly good cult that we could be controlling. And a waste of a perfectly good Gale, I suppose.

[at the stormshore tabernacle] Well? Go on, then - it's rude to keep a goddess waiting.

[after orin potentially kidnaps gale] So, we kill Gortash or Gale dies? It's not an easy call. On the one hand, killing Gortash would be fun. On the other, Gale can be very annoying. We should probably save the wizard, though. He does have his moments.

i think it's very clear, given the fact that these reactions range from act i to act iii, that he doesn't give a singular fuck about gale. contrast this to karlach's reactions, or even shadowheart's:

Karlach: That bloody freak won't get away with this. That's my wizard she took. And we're going to get him back.

(particularly karlach has many reactions like this.)

...unless you play either of them as an origin char and make the most ooc choices, i do not see how this pairing is supposed to work.

additionally, as i've discussed more in my previous post, the parallels people draw between them are shallow at best or can be drawn virtually between any of the other origin companions, or are non-existent at worst. ast*rion having a reading animation that he shares with gale (as halsin and shadowheart do too), or having their tents next to each other (like wyll and gale do in act i) isn't really enough for me.

as i've said previously, i have tried to engage with the pairing because it's sadly inescapable since people often don't bother tagging, but there's nothing except shallow ooc stuff.

#ch: gale dekarios #vg: baldur's gate 3 #series: baldur's gate #text: asks #text: personal #meta: mybg3 #bloodweave critical

[animentality]

listen I KNOW it's ooc and not canon, but I just love the idea that one of the reasons Orin wanted to usurp Durge as Bhaal's chosen is that Durge and Gortash were getting too close, and it was starting to compromise the plan. combine that with the fact that i don't buy that Durge would ever fully drop their guard around her, so idk how she got the drop on them enough to betray them and i had a thought: what if Orin played mind games with Durge and made them submit to torture willingly? with a "i know about you and your little tyrant, do what i say or he'll meet my knife instead of you" LISTEN I KNOW ITS OOC BUT I CAN DREAM

(also the direction of these thoughts was probably influenced by listening to morgan clae's version of get in the water on repeat)

anon, I hear you, but my version is that she got the drop on the dark urge by becoming Gortash.

who else would they trust? who else would they let get close enough to sink a dagger in their skull?

you can't tell me Orin managed to sneak up on them. the fucking Scion of Bhaal who's been leading a cult of assassins for fucking years.

you also can't tell me they trusted her????

they had a note saying that they knew she wanted to challenge them!!! they knew she was coming after them.

but either they saw her coming, but simply let her kill them, so they wouldn't have to kill Gortash in the end.

or.

more canonically aligned.

they were tricked by Orin, which Gortash even confirms himself.

and that's how she killed them.

Gortash was literally their undoing.

He infuriated Orin and made her more jealous of the dark urge than ever before, AND their weakness for him made them vulnerable to her attack.

so that's my heart, anon.

but thank you for offering me yours.

#baldurs gate 3 #bg3 #enver gortash #dark urge #durgetash

[blackbirdswhispers]

I don’t know how to make this aesthetic like so many others do but have an Astarion blurb fic from the part of my mind that runs wild at night.

Uhh gender neutral Tav, Astarion POV but in 2nd person? some minor spoilers for Act 3, absolutely no editing, one shot, prose filled indulgence, mostly SFW, fluff. I don’t really write fics so hopefully someone out there will enjoy this. If I did any editing it would probably be less ooc but it’s almost 3 so, gnight.

~~~

The night is quiet. The others have long since settled into their various forms of rest. They all rest more or less easier now than they did at the beginning of this journey.

Maybe it’s because they’re not afraid of the things that creep through the night anymore, now that you’ve all made it back to the city. Which is insane, the city is much much worse when it comes to things that creep through the night.

Being in an inn won’t change that. You know better.

Maybe that’s why you aren’t so quiet when you come to take your little blood tithe from Tav. Maybe you’re just testing to see if they’re going to be…safe.

Even that thought sends a shock of lightning anxiety through you. They have to be safe. Now more than ever, you need them. They who have remained on your side, somehow, through everything.

Tav, the one who offers you soft kisses any time so much as a wrinkle creases your brow. The one you actually want to oblige when they do. The one who asks nothing else of you but what you must all do to avoid becoming even more horrific.

You’re nearly staggering into their room, half panicked in the short walk down the hall you’ve taken to see them.

They’re staring at you as if you’ve sprouted a second head, propped up on one elbow and seemingly ready to launch into whatever chaos was charging into their room.

“Astarion…?”

They don’t look any more comfortable as you shut the door behind you. You sigh, frantically trying to think of some way to play off this, this clingy feeling.

The city has shaken you in a way you’d hoped it wouldn’t. But there are so many memories, so many thoughts you’d rather avoid.

When you look back at Tav, they have a guarded look about them. Before you can open your mouth to try and explain anything, they speak again.

“Come to satisfy that depraved carnal lust?” they ask.

The cycle of emotions that hits you like a lash rips any words you were about to speak away from you. You’re so startled you don’t remember to keep your expression controlled. Is that…what they want? But they said…

A deep sigh of relief comes from them.

“Gods, I thought you were Orin for a moment. You’ve never been so clumsy but for that first night,” they say, their usual warm tone returning. They move to sit cross legged on their bed and pat the spot next to them.

“Sorry to worry you, my dear. But I doubt Orin would know what we get up to at night, so it seemed the best way to know you were really you.”

You close your gaping mouth and tilt your head, raising a brow in thought. Maybe they were more aware of the dangers of the city than you’d thought.

“I- well it did make me remember how thick you had me laying it on in the beginning,” you quip, just about managing to keep the tremble out of your voice.

Haltingly you move to sit next to them, perching on the edge of the bed rather than sitting further toward the center. It’s like a paralysis overtakes you. Consumed by the simultaneous desire to wrap yourself around them, while also feeling like your skin might burst if you’re touched.

They sit patiently, waiting for you. When you glance at them out of the corner of your eye you can see they’re facing their own inner turmoil. They’ve never had much of a liar’s face, not when it comes to their emotions. Not like you.

“Don’t feel guilty,” you say. A touch sharply, probably. “I’m glad you even thought to check it was me, honestly.” You drift your hand over to theirs, giving a little squeeze. “This place just, has me on edge.”

They return the gesture, their thumb softly rubbing a circle where it rests against your finger.

“I’m here, you’re here,” they reply.

You’re staring at your hand on theirs. At their supporting you even while you cover their hand to reassure them. There are so many things left unspoken between you. So much unfinished unpleasantness to handle before you can really say anything.

“Can I kiss you?” they ask, a bit hesitant.

You’re still staring at your entwined hands, not really thinking about it.

“Of course,” you reply, not at all connected to what you’re agreeing to.

But as you turn to let them kiss you, they bring your hand to their lips instead. They reverently kiss the bend in each of your fingers, feather light as if they handled spun sugar. Their eyes are all but closed as their lips slowly travel over your fingers.

A form of worship you’ve never experienced in all the years you played the rake.

As they complete their quiet prayer over your hand, you brush your fingers across their cheek. Their eyes still closed, they gently kiss your palm and lean into the touch. A shiver goes through them as you run your thumb over their lips.

They’re so beautiful. And when they open their eyes again, you see only that pure adoration they so often behold you with. There’s no question or expectation lurking behind that gaze.

A smile has curled into your lips, but it twists on one side into a smirk.

“Darling, would you mind terribly if I stayed for a cuddle tonight?” you ask.

They smile, turning into your hand once more to kiss your palm.

“You are always welcome to come and go as you please, dear one.” Their smile goes a bit sheepish. “But I will admit there is rarely a morning that isn’t just a little brighter when yours is the first face I see.”

You scoff dramatically. “Well, am I not just an absolute ray of sunshine?”

They roll their eyes, but still give in to your levity. “Yes, yes, now let’s go to bed.”

They move closer toward the wall, leaving the open side of the bed for you. You’ve noticed they try never to get you pinned between them and something else. So conscious of what might affect you.

And to that same note, they’ve left their neck exposed, gently stretched bare skin in the low light. When you’re finally able to look at them they’re smirking at you, clearly having watched you process their actions.

“Try not to get my blood on the sheets, this place was kind of expensive.”

You laugh, curling up next to them on the admittedly comfortable bed.

“Of course, my love,” you say softly into their neck, just before your fangs sink into their skin.

#bg3 #astarion #tav x astarion #fanfic #uhhh I don’t know how to do this #but I sure did write a thing #lol sorry to anyone I know irl who reads this #please don’t perceive me

[daughter0fslaughter]

Rules, Regulations and Things to Know

i - No tolerance for NSFW requests, dms, or asks.

Heavily NSFW requests or asks will be completely ignored, and blocks will be handed out. Moderately suggestive asks and requests will be selective, but there will never be anything explicit released on here.

ii - Relationships and Orin

Orin will not be publicly watered down under any circumstance.

It is also very important to note that my Orin is a victim of CSA and SA.

If you are looking for an "easier to handle" Orin, she will only be available in PMs and requires significant backstory behind it.

Nothing is instant. Orin is complicated and difficult, and views everyone as beneath her. She is also extremely paranoid. Time and effort is needed to develop anything meaningful with Orin.

The more someone is exposed to Orin, the higher their risk of slaughter.

OOC - Orin will NEVER kill without the other writer's permission. In case where a writer does not feel comfortable killing their muse at the end of an interaction with Orin, they will instead be left gravely wounded. A PM will be sent, indicating that Orin is actively seeking to slaughter them in the coming responses.

ii a: Platonic relationships Platonic relationships are not gender-locked. Orin is a Bad Friend. Orin requires a lot of patience and is highly unlikely to extend that same privilege to her "friend". Orin is Chaotic Evil. There will be very, very few times she slows down even at a "friend's" request. It is very likely that despite viewing X as a "friend", Orin may become competitive and/or deeply possessive. Being Orin's "friend" lowers the chance of slaughter, but it is not 0%. Orin will keep secrets until it directly benefits her to leak them, though that is unlikely to happen. Orin will not share secrets. Attempts to encourage her are fine, but she may get irritated quickly. Orin's advice will most likely be complete garbage, intentionally or not. Orin's priorities will not change for her "friend". If Bhaal disapproves of a friend, Orin will drop them immediately, likely seeking to kill them in his name. This only applies to those actively working against Bhaal and his cult, and those attempting to sway / distract Orin. This is not a guaranteed thing whatsoever, and will only be brought out in extreme cases.

ii b: Romantic relationships Romantic relationships are gender-locked. Orin is a lesbian. Orin is an abusive partner. Orin often confuses the rush of the kill with the rush of being in love. This can complicate things, and she oftentimes struggles to differentiate the two. It is not unusual for Orin to be violent towards her beloved, but the risk is significantly reduced. Orin is neglectful. Orin can be verbally abusive. Orin is unlikely to change for her beloved. Orin, while unlikely to share secrets, may do so on occasion. Orin will eventually become deeply obsessive over her beloved. Orin can be kind, somewhat gentle, and thoughtful - it is not impossible nor necessarily rare. It is important to note that those are all by her standards. Orin may be vulnerable with her beloved - this will only increase her obsession, but it is a display of affection and trust. Orin will slaughter anyone and anything at her beloved's request - no questions asked, no limitations. If Bhaal disapproves of her beloved, she will most likely ditch them, yet refrain from slaughtering them unless commanded to. This is also situational and in extreme cases. An example of this would be her beloved encouraging her to part from Bhaals influence and seek another path in life. Orin will be punished for not disregarding it immediately and be made to split with them. This will only occur if precautions were not taken beforehand. Orin is not against the idea of marriage. Orin is monogamous.Orin has little to no interest in children. She is not against the idea of having any of her own but has absolutely zero plans for that. The closer Orin is bonded to her beloved, the chance of slaughter / harm is reduced significantly. Orin expects her beloved to view being murdered by her as an honour, should it ever happen. If Orin discovers that her beloved is in friendly relations with The Dark Urge, she will feel absolute betrayal, and slaughter them.

ii c: Dark Urge and Orin Orin will never be cordial or friendly towards the Dark Urge. She will be polite/neutral towards other Bhaalspawns, but the Dark Urge is excluded from this. Romantic relations between Orin and Dark Urge will NOT be tolerated under any circumstances and you will be blocked immediately. Do not ask for Orin to be kind towards a Dark Urge, regardless of their personality after amnesia.

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If you are writing with Orin, please communicate beforehand what you are comfortable with and what you are uncomfortable with. It is also encouraged that you tell me the moment you become uncomfortable too.

Feel free to tell me... What you want to avoid What you aim to get out of the interaction if it is specific What you would like Orin to refrain from doing. If I cannot meet your conditions, then a compromise will be suggested or the thread will be ended and/or scrapped.

It is likely that I will only refuse a compromise if it goes against integral parts of Orin's character, and all of that has been noted above.

iv - Duplicates and exclusivity

I have no ill feelings towards duplicates whatsoever but it is unlikely that I will engage first (shy). I do not look at other Orin pages or responses because I love my personal Orin shaped bubble. I would like to be friends with other Orin writers!

It is very unlikely for me to dedicate Orin to another writer's portrayal of a character.

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Each writer that interacts with Orin will have their own universe created upon the first post.

Universes will be categorised by their own unique tag.

What happens in one writers universe does not affect what happens in another writers universe. All universes are open to other character influences unless specified otherwise.

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Please do not be rude or passive aggressive to me, as I will not be to you.

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Please contact me if you feel that I am misrepresenting something (particularly mental illnesses and conditions) so that I can make immediate amendments going forward.

I am not the type to make indirect posts (or any OOC posts for that matter), so if you feel like something is directed towards you in a negative way, it is not.

I have dyslexia and I struggle with the grammatical structure of sentences sometimes. Please be patient with me!

Orin is my special boobookeys meowmeow and I would die for her on the spot. Please do not come to me with any grievances you have about her, especially if it is with the intent to piss me off. I don't react to that kind of thing, and it is just a waste of time for the both of us.

I provide reason for Orin's actions, not excuses. Please do not assume that because I write and adore Orin that I align with her beliefs and actions.

I joke often about Orin "just being silly". Do not take that seriously.

vii - Personal preferences

Favourite characters to write Orin with:

Shadowheart

Minthara

Jaheira

Mizora

Dame Aylin ( + Isobel)

Bhaalspawn

Will be highly picky about writing with:

Astarion

Halsin

Sarevok - (Extremely low chance of writing with, sorry!)

Any Durge

viii - About me!

My name is Azula, I'm 23 years old, I'm a recent grad from a concept art course and going into a masters for marketing and merchandising. I'd like to think I'm approachable so please feel free to HMU on my personal blog ( 0rinthered) or twitter (effieglasss (main) / 0rinthered (bg3))!

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#Smelly Orin

[charmandabear]

Direst Cruelty

Summary:

Orin is determined to get cast as Lady Macbeth, and she's not going to let a slacker like Gortash get in her way.

Pairing: Gortash & Orin (sorta)

Rating: T

Word Count: 1.7k

Tags/Warnings: crackfic, highschool AU, a little OOC, no beta we die like men

This started as a little brain worm and I wrote it in a single sorta tipsy night. I didn't write this, this fic wrote me. I also unsurprisingly have unresolved feelings about being an overachieving theatre kid. I just feel like Orin gets so into her performances when she shape shifts.

WILD STORY I realized in the process of writing this that I went to undergrad with Orin's VA lmao.

Anyway don't hold this one against me lol

Orin studied her face in the mirror. She looked at her eyes, such an icy pale blue that her irises almost blended into her whites. Her jawline, sharp and angular, her lips, painted in black and curled into a devious smile. She furrowed her brow while her smile widened. Good. Menacing. Off-putting.

She twisted her mouth downwards and opened her eyes, round as saucers. She carefully quivered her lower lip and altered her breathing to a shaky, uneven pace. She let little whimpers escape her lips. She watched her eyes carefully as they welled up, shiny and wet. Her breathing grew more erratic and the whimpers morphed into sobs. She pulled on her dusty blonde locks, pulling them from their low ponytail so they fell around her face haphazardly. She began to scream, letting the emotions wrack through her body.

And then a pounding on her bedroom door.

“Orin! Cut it out! Your sister is trying to study!” Bhaal’s angry voice was muffled through the heavy wood. Orin dropped the expression.

“Sorry, dad,” she grumbled, grateful that he couldn’t see her roll her eyes. God forbid Orin’s own study interrupts that of her precious sister.

She wiped away the tears and returned her gaze to her reflection, relaxing her features. Neutral. She took a deep breath to reset. She massaged her face, rubbing the tension away and clearing the slate for a new emotion.

But she’d lost motivation. It was impossible to practice her craft when she needed to curb her volume lest the Perfect Daughter get distracted. Nevermind that she could just wear headphones.

Orin spun around on her vanity chair and grabbed her bookbag from where it lay on her bed. She pulled out the sides that Mr. Thorm had given her earlier that day.

Lady Macbeth.

Her dream role. The matriarch of Shakespearean women. She’s bold, powerful, ambitious, the way Orin liked to think of herself. Maybe a little more murdery than Orin, but who doesn’t have the occasional fantasy of killing anyone who gets in your way?

She read over the highlighted lines, silently mouthing the words to herself. She was determined to be off-book before the callback tomorrow. She needed Mr. Thorm to know just how much she was made for this role, and she couldn’t let something stupid like a script in her hand get in the way of her performance.

It needed to be perfect.

***

Orin could barely focus during her classes all day. She just kept running over her lines in her head, ad nauseam, making certain that they would not suddenly leave her at a crucial moment. Mr. Thorm told her in person that she got a callback, so she had no idea who was called back for Macbeth.

She anxiously tapped her pencil, waiting for the bell to ring. When it finally did, she launched herself out of her chair and dashed to the drama room. She needed to be there first so she could get as many chances as possible to prove herself.

The stage manager whose name she could barely remember was setting up chairs when she arrived, slightly out of breath. They looked up at her, surprised, and then smiled.

“Hey Orin. Mr. Thorm is going to get started soon. You can go ahead and sign in.” They jerked their head toward a desk with a clipboard and a list of names. She rushed over so she could see everyone else who was called back.

Gods, no. Not him.

“Hello, Orin,” his voice floated up behind her and she clenched her jaw. She tried to compose herself as she turned around.

“Gortash,” she said through tight lips, nodding politely. He flashed her a quick and easy smile.

“Orin, we’ve known each other for years, you can call me Enver,” he said as he dropped his flaccid bag on the floor. Was there even anything in it? She stiffly sat and looked over his disheveled appearance. His hair looked greasy, and it looked like it had been a few days since he shaved. She wrinkled her nose and opened her bag, pulling out a pristine folder that held the sides. Not like she needed to look at them more, but she just wanted something to make her seem less approachable.

Gortash kicked his bag under the chair next to her and sat down, peering over her shoulder at her sides. She bristled and shot him a dirty look. Unphased, he pulled a tattered piece of paper out of his bag.

“I’m reading that scene too, d’you want to rehearse with me?” he asked, and he almost sounded sincere. Before she could answer, the door to the drama room opened and Mr. Thorm stuck his head out.

“Tav, we’re ready for the first pairing,” he said to the stage manager with a tired sigh. He didn’t even look at Orin and Gortash before retreating back into the room. The stage manager - Tav, Orin supposed - looked up at the two of them with a bright smile.

“Are you two ready? You’ll be reading side 4,” they said, looking at their list.

“I know what side I’m reading,” Orin spat and barged into the room in a huff as Gortash sauntered in after her.

“Orin, Enver, good to see you both again,” Mr. Thorm drawled, not bothering to look up from his notes. Orin shifted nervously. Apathetic as he is, would she even be able to leave an impression on him?

“Hey, Ketheric, good to see you too,” Gortash said cheekily, pointing finger guns in the teacher’s direction. Mr. Thorm’s eyes flicked up, noticing the use of his first name. He chose not to address it, however, and dropped his gaze back to his script.

“Alright, you know what to do. When you’re ready.”

Orin centered herself, taking a breath and channeling Lady Macbeth. Gortash stuck his hands in his pockets, waiting for her. Did he seriously not have any prep whatsoever? He just dropped into character like it was nothing?

Orin shifted her posture into something tall, regal, structured. Gortash looked at her just as casually as he had minutes before.

“How now, what news?” he asked, and it might as well have been him talking instead of Macbeth. Orin gritted her teeth but refused to let him shake her.

“He has almost supped. Why have you left the chamber?” Orin channeled the hostility that she felt for Gortash into her performance. Lady Macbeth was none too pleased with her husband, either.

“Hath he asked for me?” Gortash blinked, feigning surprise.

“Know you not he has?” she pounced onto the shared line like a cat onto its prey.

“We will proceed no further in this business,” he said dismissively, crossing downstage and sitting in the chair in the middle of the room. “He hath honored me of late, and I have bought golden opinions from all sorts of people, which would be worn now in their newest gloss, not cast aside so soon.” He settled into the chair, his legs spread wide and his arms crossed.

“Was the hope drunk wherein you dressed yourself? Hath it slept since?” Orin seethed, venom in her voice. “And wakes it now, to look so green and pale at what it did so freely? From this time such I account thy love.” She stalked toward the chair, keeping her eyes trained on the back of Gortash’s head. She clamped her hands on his shoulder and hissed in his ear.

“Art thou afeard to be the same in thine own act and valor as thou art in desire? Wouldst thou have that which thou esteem’st the ornament of life and live a coward in thine own esteem, letting ‘I dare not’ wait upon ‘I would,’ like the poor cat i’ th’ adage?” She dug her nails into his flesh and he jerked away.

“Prithee, peace,” Gortash held up his hands and furrowed his brow, glaring at Orin. “I dare do all that may become a man. Who dares do more is none.”

“What beast was ’t, then, that made you break this enterprise to me?” Orin towered over him, grabbing his shirt collar. “They have made themselves, and that their fitness now does unmake you.” She pulled him up and reveled at the genuine fear that glinted in his eye.

“I have given suck, and know how tender ’tis to love the babe that milks me,” she continued, her voice low and dangerous. “I would, while it was smiling in my face, have plucked my nipple from his boneless gums and dashed the brains out, had I so sworn as you have done to this.” She let out a maniacal laugh, delighting in the image of the murdered infant - because Lady Macbeth would, of course.

“I-if we should fail,” he stuttered the line and Orin roughly let go of his collar and shoved him off the chair. Mr. Thorm raised his eyebrows at her sudden violence.

“We fail?” Orin spat through her teeth and kicked the chair backwards. “But screw your courage to the sticking place and we’ll not fail.” She grabbed his hair and yanked his head back.

“Orin!”

Mr. Thorm’s normally bored voice suddenly boomed across the room. Orin dropped Gortash and he scrambled away from her.

“You cannot lose control on stage. I appreciate your enthusiasm but you must always be communicating with your scene partner. Get out of my classroom and return only when you can keep it together.” Mr. Thorm glowered at Orin and she pressed her lips together. Without looking at Gortash she stormed out of the room, flinging her backpack over her shoulder.

She was vaguely aware of Gortash clambering to his feet and chasing after her. He caught up to her in the hallway and grabbed her arm. She whirled around to him, shooting daggers in his direction. His face was soft, almost tender, and her heart skipped a beat.

“Is this… is this a bad time to ask for your sister’s number?” he asked sheepishly. She growled at him and tore her arm away, stomping off down the hallway.

#baldurs gate 3 #bg3 #bg3 fanfiction #bg3 crackfic #baldurs gate orin #baldurs gate gortash #bg3 highschool au #orin #orin the red

[yourplayersaidwhat]

“Are we killing our bard’s spellcasting focus already?”

Our bard’s instrument is a kazoo. Everyone who hears it has to make a wisdom save; on a failed save, you hear wondrous music. On a successful save though, it’s…a little less so. And I have both an 18 in wis and proficiency in wis saves—and of course, I roll an eighteen on the save. And the bard is playing Megalovania, of all things.

DM: You all hear the most beautiful music you have ever heard. It’s almost entrancing.

DM: except you, Orin, you hear kazoo screeching.

Me [OOC]: god fuck damn

DM: everyone in the crowd seems awed by the beautiful tune. [bard], on your end you play that song perfectly, but no one but you and Orin can hear it.

Me: “WHO THE FUCK IS THAT?”

Bard [OOC]: does Alleric notice Orin’s pain and suffering?

Me [OOC]: if he doesn’t, he’ll be set on fire—because she WILL jump out of the tree and cast Hellish Rebuke on him.

Bard rolls a fourteen.

DM: she is angrily glaring at you. You notice.

Bard: I wink at her. And keep playing louder.

Me: Orin jumps out of the tree.

Bard: [he] continues playing as he starts just fucking booking it

Orin starts chasing the bard whilst the other party members kinda just watch it all unfold, confused as shit, particularly since our halfling is drunk.

Bard: [he] winks at as many people as he can as he is chased

DM: everyone is staring half in awe, and half in confusion

Me [OOC]: do I manage to get within sixty feet of him?

DM: yes. Just as he hits the crowd.

Bard: “Careful, darling! Don’t want to hit our new friends!”

DM proceeded to let me cast Hellish Rebuke on him, but he made the save by two—so we kept running until I made a nat twenty athletics check, and started gaining on him, whilst he’s casting Dancing Lights to “troll in style”, so I cast Hold Person on him. He fails the save.

DM: god, yeah, you stop DEAD and stop playing

Halfling [OOC]: Drunk Mom don’t give a fuck what is going on with her crazy kids

Bard: I’m not happy about this

DM: you are paralysed, no talking.

DM: the crowd begins cheering; they failed their insight check. Most of them think this is part of a show.

Warlock: [she] applauds too, but she’s much more confused about it.

Me: Orin continues to walk to him, grab his kazoo, tip it from his neck and out of his mouth, moves away from the crowd to where no one is and…what material is the kazoo?

DM: [bard], what does it look like today?

Bard: I’m mentally SCREECHING for her to give that back to me

It suddenly dawns on the other players that Orin’s intent is to destroy the kazoo, and everyone starts rolling insight.

Bard: it looks like it’s made out of a strange substance, the interior is bronze, but the exterior is some sort of… glittery substance, it’s almost… bedazzling

DM: …it’s bedazzled.

Me: I cast Guiding Bolt.

The others in the party, not including the bard, start rushing over to my character to stop her, but Guiding Bolt gets let off before they can stop her.

DM: you cast Guiding Bolt. It hits this strange musical item, and just seems to fizzle. The kazoo is intact.

Me: Orin kicks to kazoo angrily

DM: …are you wearing boots? Okay, good, the kazoo doesn’t budge.

Me: “WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS THING?”

At this point, the drunken Halfling starts wandering over to collect the kazoo, the bard says nothing but “oh no” OOC (still paralysed), the warlock mends the broken strap, and the guards reach us and start questioning us, because at this point there’s a tiny woman with angel wings, a drunk paralysed Dragonborn, and a drunk Halfling staring at a glittery kazoo with a patch of fire on the grass around it.

And that is the story of how I almost got us arrested before we even started the adventure, whilst not even officially being in the party story-wise.

#rpg #submission #shareable #dnd #shit my players say #long post #team spirit #anything you can do bards can do better

[koishi-komeij-takes-a-vaction]

Ooc: Jesus fuck, I've been thinking of Orin's voice as a shittily-dubbed anime girl voice. Any other knowlege to impart about the rest of the cast's voiceclaims?

ooc: orin can either be a shitty-dub anime girl imitating garfield or garfield imitating a shitty-dub anime girl. the only limit is your imagination.

koishi: salad fingers but with the speech cadence of the two girls from possibly in michigan. or a slightly husky victorian london hooligan child.

satori: an actress playing the protagonist of a jane austen movie. literally any of them. she’s very well-spoken and eloquent, even when she talks about vore

okuu: the final pam. i don’t need to explain that.

yamame: that permanently spookled thing zooey deschanel was doing in the happening (skip to 1:15 if you want to avoid m.night shyamalan). that movie almost gave me a hernia. also yamame lisps because she has big teethies.

kokoro: voice acted by a different celebrity guest star every week. i would’ve said some variation of judd nelson (bc i kinda sorta accidentally watched too many of his movies and that influenced kokoro’s personality too much) but kokoro’s obsession with the movie steel would’ve made that a weird continuity error. i cant emphasise how bizarre cabin by the lake is, and how much it changed me as a person. i’m not the man i used to be and its that fucking butler statues fault

yukari: karen the middle-aged facebook mum who wants to see the manager shouting in the foreground crossed with a mind bending chorus of a thousand whispering horrors. like a voice of legion thing

also she’s never appeared here and i cant possibly imagine a situation where she could make an appearance but tewi sounds like bugs bunny. that is canon.

thanks for coming to my ted talk :ooc

#ooc: im not very good at explaining things here :ooc #headcanons! #march 2020 #mun answers

[kob131]

RWBY Vs. GAIM: The Shame Battles Part 2

Part 1

Welcome to part 2, where MangaKamen proceeds to do his best MatPat impression.

That is to say, ignores all information that contradicts him and plows on ahead in intellectual dishonesty because fuck research.

So the next point consists of MangaKamen’s video consists of him talking about characters basically.

Firsts he tries talking about Ruby. ‘Tries’ being the keyword, seeing as he says Ruby is unaffected by the deaths of Pyrrha, Penny and Torchwick when we clearly see her broken up by the events of Volume 3 at the ending where she’s nearly crying to her dad, multiple points in Volume 4 where she is openly solemn and sad (like say, the clip of her watching Jaune that he shows on screen), the ending of Volume 4 where he viewpoint clearly changes from ignoring the fact that bad things just happen to accepting that and moving beyond that, in Volume 5 where she openly talks about and is acting OOC about Pyrrha and Penny. 

He also tries to say that Ruby was being hypocritical because they stole an Atlas airship because the group chewed Ozpin out over the same reasoning they use (that they have to) when in  actuality Ozpin’s reasoning was ‘I’ve been betrayed too many times’ and the group was mad at him hiding information from them. And then we have the fact that Ruby NEVER shows an issue with Ozpin over that but rather with how he was holding them to a double standard. This continues as he tries to portray Torchwick as in the right for what he said to Ruby, ignoring how Torchwick fighting for himself got him killed and Ruby has proven him wrong by surviving numerous encounters without succumbing to the same nihilistic thought process. 

Considering what he said earlier and his previous inconsistencies with the show, I can only take this to mean one of two things. He’s purposefully lying to be a troll or he’s purposefully lying to make the show look bad. Considering the fact that he complains regularly about people not doing research and has done  extensive research himself, I cannot accept the idea that he didn’t look this stuff. And if he did refuse to research then I can only say: “Too bad.”

Not to mention how he judges these two characters (Kouta and Ruby) based off how well they fit the Shounen Protagonist template which is absurd in many ways: from how Kouta was made with being a Shounen Protagonist in mind while Ruby is not, to not defining what makes a Shounen protagonist, to this not connecting with Ruby being a main character and many more (like calling Jaune a self insert of Miles Luna which has been THROUGHLY debunked.)

There’s also inconsistency in how he treats Kouta and Ruby. He praises Kouta for getting a power up to defy the idea that he has to sacrifice people while never mentioning Ruby’s Silver Eyes, which allow her to defy the idea that she has to bend to the world and accept bad things happening. He praises Kouta for his development in power as he shrugs off gunfire while ignoring how Ruby oneshot a Nevermore in her Volume 4 character short, a Grimm that needed ALL of Team RWBY to handle. He praises Kouta for his supposed depth while denying Ruby her depth, making it seems like Kamen is denying facts just to support his agenda.

Then we have how little information he gives on Kouta. I don’t care that he can shrug off bullets because I have no idea how much they affected him before. Idon’t care about Kouta and sacrifice since I don’t know why this means so much to him other than ‘because nice guy.’ I don’t care that his worldview was questioned because I don’t know how sure of it he is. I don’t care about Kouta because MangaKamen never told me the very basics of his character or tehe relevant information for me to care about him.

Next we talk about the supporting cast.

He talks about how the Kamen Riders have differing viewpoints and clash with each other but they can set aside each others differences to fight....something. No examples given mind you and MangaKamen did admit previously that he had a bias. Combine this with his convenient forgetfulness regarding RWBY and I have to suspect that this might not be the case or that this is an extremely shallow case. See this is why you don’t make potshots at a show or openly admit that you’re trying to piss people off when making a comparison video: you shoot your credibility in the foot and it only gets worse from there. 

Next we have him talking about the chemistry. He brings up an example with Kouta and Orin? where Orin is a threat to the Beat Riders. And when he gets a Driver and because a Kamen Rider, he becomes antagonistic-Weren’t we talking about the supporting cast?

Yeah...Suddenly we start talking about antagonists despite having talked about supporting cast beforehand, supported by how he goes into the antagonists of RWBY. He doesn't talk ONE bit about the actual supporting cast of RWBY right AFTER saying GAIM’s was more complex. I dunno part of the video was edited out or something but this is unacceptable Not only does he not explain himself but he completely IGNORES half the conversation.

What a disgrace

So if MangaKamen being biased as fuck wasn’t evident before, it basically waterboards you now here.

He says that Roman and Neo aren’t bad villians while saying the others are just ‘evil for the sake of evil’ aside from Hazel, whose stupid.

… Mind you, we know Cinder, Emerald, Mercury, Hazel, partially Tyrian AND Salem’s motivations while Roman’s about as fleshed out as Tyrian’s and Neo has no explanation and is quite literally evil for the sake of evil, opposing Emerald whose dependent on Cinder for validation, Mercury whose a result of his upbringing, Hazel due to his inability to get over his sister’s death, Cinder whose lusting for power and Salem whose taking out her anger on the world of Remnant. 

Even the character description he gives Roman reeks of bias. A gambling man? How is Torchwick a gambling man? We never see him take risks. If anything he’s a guy who only acts when he’s sure he can win and retreats when he can’t. Competent in battle? He lost straight to Ruby, lost to Blake TWICE and only managed to hold his own against his rematch with Ruby because he had Neo. Charismatic? How so? He doesn’t give an example and considering his crap beforehand: I have no trust for him. 

He then goes onto Cinder and says that she was portrayed as a Chessmaster in Volumes 1-3 and a schemer while in Volume 5 she has an ego and is one-dimensional ‘evil for the sake of evil.’ Not only does this ignore the fact that we DO have a motivation for Cinder in that she has a lust for power but that she also had the ego in Volumes 2 and 3, where she treated everyone else as beneath her and as pawns to discard for her own benefit. Could this have been done better? Yes, but MangaKamen never makes that point. he just strawmans Cinder and moves on because...I dunno, GAIM is shit or he has a bias against RWBY. Same with everything else he’s done up to this point.

Also note that he uses DIO as an example of a good villain. DIO, the crazy man with a massive ego and a god complex. This is gonna blow up in his face later...

So he tries to say Cinder’s plan sucks because people can spot Mercury and Emerald at the tournament in the Penny vs. Pyrrha match and thus they should be taken in for questioning. You know, ignoring how only Team RWBY knows this and Emerald could just hide herself and Mercury from any guards to get into the arena. Basic knowledge of the abilities of the antagonists would solve this issue and would advance the conversation but apparently that’s too much to ask for a man who regularly complains about this very same thing.

Then he mentions the other villains being stereotypes (doesn't even identify WHAT stereotypes they are. because shut up) while Hazel is stupid for wanting to get revenge on Ozpin for his sister’s death...because his groups wants to harm the world. … This is like saying I shouldn’t be angry someone ran over my dog because I drive a Hummer and thus cause a lot of pollution. Those two things DO NOT correlate. At the very fucking least when people strawman Hazel they mention Salem controlling the Grimm whereas he just makes a passing mention to it. Nevermind how people can become blinded by grief and suffering and how Hazel is CLEARLY portrayed as in the wrong.

Then we end things with him calling Salem a crazy lady with a massive ego and a complex. … So basically DIO, good to see those standards are so fair and totally not biased!

Also I skipped the GAIM stuff because MangaKamen does such a horrid job explaining the series in his video I can’t make a single judgment nor can I trust his words since he could very well be lying.

I would talk about his points on the fight scenes...except he uses FLOOFARTIST as a source for the RWBY part.

FloofArtist, the guy caught lying about RWBY and RT numerous times.

I don't care what the point is, you may as well be citing a news story about Donald Trump using CNN at this point. Not helping is that he makes the valid point about how the characters just stand around...using Ruby and Weiss SPECTATING a fight in Volume 3 between Qrow and Winter and tries to say that the teams don’t work together, citing the Volume 5 finale...ignoring Volume 1 Episode 8, Volume 2 Episode 1, Volume 2 Episode 4, Volume 2 Episode 11, Volume 3 Episode 1, Volume 3 Episode 2, Volume 4 Episode 1, Volume 4 Episode 6, Volume 4 Finale, Volume 6 Episode 1, Volume 6 Episode 10-13. So even if he didn’t use a bullshit source, he still fails to be at all fair.

RWBY is not perfect. Never has been, never will be. Nor is it the best thing ever. Gurren Lagann, Kill La Kill, My Hero Academia, JoJo-there’s a lot of shows I would recommend over RWBY. In fact I use comparisons to Volume 1 as an insult, that’s how lowly I regard some parts of RWBY.

So imagine my surprise when a supposedly intelligent YouTuber can’t even make a single valid compliant against the show, let alone one I haven’t heard before, let alone one I haven’t thought of before. All while comparing it to a completely different show through vague similarities just to make RWBY look bad.

Little does he know by lying about RWBY repeatedly he actually makes the show look better. It’s like using violence on a political enemy: you only end up validating the enemy because you sent the message that you couldn’t beat them fairly. Same here: MangaKamen basically said ‘Kamen Rider GAIM isn't actually better than RWBY so I’m going to say a bunch of misinformation and blatant lying in order to make it appear so.’ If you can’t beat someone or something fairly, you never could beat them in the first place.

And guess what? He’s basically destroyed his credibility here by acting like the people he mocks. He mocked MatPat for ignoring basic to research information while making basic mistakes in his video, he mocks Quinton Reviews for his biases and ego while looking biased and egotistical himself. He mocked others for using fallacies while making a video about nothing but fallacies. So why should anyone listen to him except the people who want to hear their own thoughts and opinions? He’s not trustworthy anymore, nor does he have any grounds to talk down to people anymore.

Congratulations MangaKamen, you are what you hate. All while making a show you like worse while making just a general shit video. I once trusted and respected you as a content creator. Now, I won’t make that mistake again.

And this, my dear readers, is why self reflection and self awareness is so important. Because you may just lose everything you worked for by your own hand. And what you should take away from MK’s failure is that you should always double check your own words.

I’m Knight Of Balance...

Have a nice day.

#rwby #rwby6

[easternkingdomer]

Thankful

Late literally and late at night/early morning

I'm very thankful for my family, for my friends and for the experiences that I have learned and grown from

@nyura-shadowstep

I am so glad I met you, you are so much fun to rp with. I love your characters, the stories we've made and the what if's we do. We've known each other for a while now! I want to continue to laugh, to vent, to cry and be there for each other. AND HECKER I WANNA MEET YOU IRL. REE

@marrader21

I'm glad to know you, to chat with you and to rp with ya. I know we don't rp often but Iove reading the rps you are involved in and I have loved reading your writing so far. I hope that when you get the books going it goes well. Thank you for listening and for talking as well as communicating. Cheers!

@news-nerd

I love our rps with Sarah and Elyza, I adore Elyza as a character as well. People can say whatever they want, I however thoroughly enjoy how true to Elyza's character you rp her. She sticks by her beliefs so to speak. There is such an atmosphere and feel to her as a character. A weight if you will.

@catherine-lindgren

A chance encounter has led to some amazing rps. Rp that has been really feels provoking, thoughtful and wonderful. I'm so thankful I have gotten to rp with you and also get to know you OOC as well. I just want to hug you and take you out to a cafe some times. When ya have rough times and just ya know! You are wonderful, Catherine is such a vibrant character who you breathe life into. Not to mention your npcs, I honestly kind of live for the npcs ypu create. I don't know how you do it but I am instantly hooked, attached and interested.

@brandstonethings

I'm so glad Orin and Joe met, I'm so glad Orin chatted up Joe outside the Guard HQ back then. That they go fishing, vent to each other and have fun times all around for the most part. It has given such joy to rp with you, you bring so much sunshine and kindness in a really genuine way from Joe. I also chat with you OOC sometimes and that is also fun! Thank you Joe!

@wow-roleplayer

Your characters are wonderful, from Bali to Shalra I just love reading what you write. I also really enjoy the art you do! The anatomy is wonderful and I wish I had an eye for anatomy like you do. The rps have been excellent, other worldly, random and crazy! I also gotten to know you OOC some and love the creativity you have in your everyday life.

There are some not on here on tumblr that I love to pieces. The Steward's of Tirisfal have been a new one as of late and getting to know them and the gm has been fantastic.

Thank you, all of you.

[skidrowflorist]

if things hadn't gone the way they did, with the plant, and orin dying and everything, do you think audrey and seymour ever would have come together romantically? this can be answered ic or ooc. or both!

ooc;; thank u for the question!! i’ll keep this answer out of character just because it’s a little hard for audrey to have all the info to answer without breaking some timeline rules.

i’m going to try to break the answer down into different obstacles and whether or not i think they could be managed, but know off the bat: i think it’s super unlikely. part of the pain in their story is that they both so OBVIOUSLY love each other but exist in a situation where their sad, meager lives would have kept them at odds without the plant eliminating orin, boosting seymour’s self esteem, and giving them the financial power to consider leaving new york. their romance is supposed to make you ache because it’s SO OBVIOUS but is just not quite possible for one reason or another at all times.

one of the most frustrating but absolutely certain facets of audrey and seymour’s relationship is that they are both convinced the other could never reciprocate their feelings. in audrey’s case, she even seems to deny having feelings for seymour, although it’s a half-hearted effort at best. what it’s really about, for her, is avoiding feeling like she deserves seymour, which she thinks admitting she cares for him would do. their ‘s/he could never love me’ game is notorious and HELLA STRONG. i seriously doubt if they would ever have been able to move past friendship because of this factor alone. crystal, ronette, and chiffon could be a potential out, though, so i won’t say that would ABSOLUTELY prevent it.

orin himself is a pretty big problem, though. audrey is terrified of him, but also has become deeply affected by his abuse, believing he just might be the only man that could ever love her. even if he were to try and dump her, it’s questionable how well audrey would take it and if she wouldn’t go crawling right back to him. suppose he stayed with her though, just to explore every possible avenue. if audrey found out seymour had feelings for her while still dating orin it would absolutely tear her up. she’d want to be with seymour, but the idea of orin ever finding out and potentially hurting seymour is too great a risk. she would be afraid even just thinking about seymour, as if orin could somehow read her mind and find out the truth. seymour would have to convince audrey to leave orin, and that wouldn’t be possible unless they could get away from skid row, where audrey could feel safe that he wouldn’t find her. and they couldn’t get that kind of money without the plant. so the plant is essential to audrey leaving orin.

UNLESS orin tried to kill her. if the attempt was ever made then audrey would have no logic in her ‘think what he’d do if he ever got mad’ reason for staying; he’s escalated as far as he can and she has nothing to lose anymore by making him angry. in this circumstance, she could potentially be convinced to leave him for seymour or accept seymour’s help to get away from him and then discover seymour’s feelings and reciprocate them. so this one’s a maybe, but it’s not a terribly easy one, or a happy one. orin’s still alive and could show up again to hurt them, so the only real option is to leave skid row, which they can’t do. a confrontation is bound to happen.

now i’m not a seymour expert, but if i can say so much: seymour also definitely feels like he would need to be a wealthier man to be with audrey. while audrey’s feeling of insufficiency springs from a moral standpoint (i.e. she thinks she’s a ‘bad girl’ and he’s more wholesome than her), seymour’s springs from a social/financial standpoint (i.e. he thinks he could never provide for her or be ‘cool’ to her), and this second problem is a lot harder to solve if true. audrey’s not right about herself, of course, but if she were, a simple adjustment in behavior is the fix for them to be together. if seymour’s right, though, he would need to become hella rich hella fast and get some of that orin swag to change his social standing. because he has no way for this kind of self-improvement without audrey ii, there’s no way seymour could feel comfortable pursuing audrey under the circumstances set forth at the beginning of the show.

these are the 3 biggest problems i see, and again like…. if the stars aligned and some ex machina nonsense gave them like…. winning lotto tickets and a freight train right to orin’s face,then maybe. but i don’t think it would have been super likely.

#divineadmixture #❦ NOW YOU WERE SAYING [ answered asks ] #ooc;; #❦ ON THE TWENTY FIRST DAY OF THE MONTH OF SEPTEMBER [ lsoh & meta content ]