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galedekarios · 4 months
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gale & his mother, morena dekarios
i thought it'd be nice to have a place to compile everything i could find about gale's mother, morena dekarios.
the first time you as the player get a vague mention about gale's parents is after saving mirkon, when gale brings up a story about his parents denying him a kitten when he was still a child:
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Gale: One time my parents denied me akitten, so I summoned myself a tressym.
if you play a gale origin playthrough, you get a mention of her much earlier from tara, after she joins the camp.
this is a camp dialogue with its variants from act i:
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Tara the Tressym: Well, if it isn't my favourite fellow himself. Player: How are things back in Waterdeep? Tara the Tressym: More or less the same - though news of some mad faction calling themselves 'Absolutists' is starting to trickle in. Tara the Tressym: I told your mother not to worry. That if they were anything to worry about, Baldur's Gate would handle things quick-sharp. Keep them from spreading their tendrils north. She still wants to know when she'll see you again, sir. I avoid giving any answers. But she misses you. Player: I miss her too. Tara the Tressym: I'll tell her. With my Cat Flap of Displacement, I can afford the occasional visit. I'd bring you along, if I could. Perhaps some day. - Player: I can't risk putting her in danger. Tara the Tressym: I know that, but she doesn't. She'd keel over if she knew just how you'd tried to manipulate the Weave. Or maybe she'd just say something like, 'My Gale always was one to make the impossible possible.' Oh, but she adores you. - Player: No more guilt trips, Tara. Please. Tara the Tressym: But then whatever will we talk about? Anyhow - I'm keeping my senses pricked for any sign of another item that might be of use to you. Hopefully something will turn up soon.
it's clear from the dialogue that gale's mother worries about him and loves him - adores him, really.
it also becomes clear that she doesn't know what happened to gale and that he nor tara has not told her.
another mention from act i, again from tara:
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Tara the Tressym: Please tell me you've at least made inroads when it comes to finding someone to settle down with. Myself and Mrs Dekarios are starting to think you intend to die alone. Player: You've been visiting my mother? Tara the Tressym: Naturally. After you abandoned her, there was only me left to keep her company. She's very good company, though. Ah, the stories we've traded over toast and tea. You're a highly entertaining source of speculation. But speculation only goes so far! Tell me, Mr Dekarios - how have you been?
tara and morena are implied to have tea together regularly enough to trade stories about gale. tara is implied to be a sort of messenger between the two of them, likely after gale's isolation and subsequent abduction by the nautiloid, keeping morena informed, yet without revealing gale's secret and shame.
the devnotes also state that tara loves morena - high praise since other devnotes states that tara hates everyone except gale - and that she talks of her in an affectionate tone.
this is a dialogue in act ii after mystra has tasked gale to use the orb the moment he finds the heart of the absolute:
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Tara the Tressym: Promise me, Gale. Promise me you'll find another way. Promise me you'll return home, when this is all over. Player: I can't make that promise, Tara. Tara the Tressym: You're going to kill me. And your mother. And then there'll be no one to mourn you when you've wasted yourself for no good reason at all.
i find it very interesting here in terms of other relationships that tara explicitly says that there will be no one to mourn gale except morena and her should he heed mystra's instructions and sacrifice himself. it speaks of the bond between tara, morena and gale - but also even more of gale's isolation and loneliness. we know from tara that she considers herself to be gale's only old friend and gale echoes as much. we also know that gale describes the dekarios family as the dekarios clan, that is "scattered" far and wide.
at the same time, the loud silence about gale's father becomes really apparent again. a while ago, i speculated about gale's father and i truly do still think that he abandoned morena and gale.
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another snippet from an act ii convo, before gale reveals the details of elminster's letter to tara (or chosing to keep it to himself):
Tara the Tressym: I'm not one to pry. I'd rather make up all the juicy details myself over tea with your mother.
which again ties in with a similar line from act i, further cementing the fact that this is a regular thing between tara and morena.
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still in act ii, tara says this if gale asks her if she'll still love him if he is a mindflayer:
Player: Will you love me when I'm a mind flayer? Tara the Tressym: Depends. Are mind flayers warm-blooded? If so, my prize napping spot on your lap won't be compromised. In which case, I suppose we could find an accord. And, of course, your mother would still think you a prince, no matter how many tentacles you had. And with a nautiloid, you may even manage to visit her more often.
again, gale's mother truly adores him. tara is utterly convinced she'd love him even if he'd turn into a mind flayer. at the same time, the dialogue again hammers home the fact that gale's been keeping his distance from his mother after he has acquired the orb.
the following lines are a compilation of some of tara's lines from act iii, all once again stating that she is a messenger between gale and morena, keeping morena informed about gale's well-being, while also looking after morena in gale's absence from waterdeep:
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Tara the Tressym: You're almost at the end of this, Gale. You're nearly there. And not a moment too soon. Myself, I must away to Waterdeep. Your mother will be worried silly not to have heard from either of us - and now I can bring her the good news. When this is all over I'll be waiting for you, with a crackling fire and good book at the ready. Good luck, darling. - Tara the Tressym: I'm well past due to return to Waterdeep. I'm going to tell your mother that you'll be home soon. Don't make a liar of me, darling. - Tara the Tressym: I'll have to make up some good news for your dear mother, then. I'm going home, Gale. To look after Mrs Dekarios, and to remind you that there are people waiting for you in Waterdeep.
going back to companion gale, the next mention of gale's mother after saving mirkon, is from gale in an ambient with karlach:
Gale: I don't suppose you've any clue where we are in relation to Waterdeep? Karlach: From this distance between Elturel and Baldur's Gate, I'd say... a long way away.devnote Gale: Ah. That will make getting word to my mother rather tricky. No matter - what she doesn't know can't hurt her. Not at this distance, anyway.
it echoes the lines of dialogue that origin gale has, believing he endangers his mother with his condition and thus keeping his distance.
gale mentions his mother in an act iii dialogue after meeting tara on the rooftop of the open hand temple:
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Gale: My tower in Waterdeep boasts an excellent kitchen and a wine cellar to rival Ondal himself. Not to mention a larder stocked with my homemade hundur sauce. Player: Hundur sauce? Gale: A Waterdhavian delicacy, spiced to leave exactly the right amount of heat lingering on the tongue, and served with that most sharp-toothed of aquarian residents, the quipper fish. I make it to my mother's recipe. It packs quite a wallop. As does she.
we know that gale's the designated camp cook from a conversation with wyll, and i think the conversation makes it fair to assume that gale's mother taught him how to cook.
still, maybe it's because i'm not a native english speaker and i might be missing some cultural context here, but the line "it packs quite a wallop. as does she." stuck out to me:
wallop. to hit something / someone hard.
this could mean that gale's seen her hit someone and packing quite a punch behind it. with what's been described of morena so far, i doubt it's because gale's ever been on the receiving end of that.
or perhaps it's less literal and more in relation to her seemingly larger than life personality that gale also hints at later, describing his mother as "intimitable" and "sometimes unavoidable". this description is from the following conversation that is currently sadly still bugged:
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Player: So your last name is Dekarios? Gale: It is. Courtesy of my mother, the inimitable, dare I say it sometimes unavoidable, Morena Dekarios. It's been so long since I've used it. 'Gale Dekarios' cut a poor figure next to the wizard prowess of 'Gale of Waterdeep'. Player: Gale Dekarios... I think I like him more. Gale: You like to many things about me I'd have sooner discarded... Your generosity is quite wonderful. Gale Dekarios likes you too. Very, very much. Though let's keep his exitence between ourselves for now. - Player: Doesn't your matter mind? Gale: Oh, she's happy if I'm happy. Morena couldn't care one jot what I call myself. Tara's the real stickler for using it. Has done since I summoned her. I'd prefer you not follow her exmaple, if that's all the same to you. 'Gale' is more than sufficient. - Player: You're right. Just 'Gale is better. Gale: I agree. And on the plus side, if I get myself into any truly cataclystic straits during the remainder of our journey, my family name will go untarnished.
i love this banter so much and it makes me very sad that larian still hasn't fixed the issue of it not triggering. there's so much lore to explore here:
from gale dropping 'dekarios' in favour of 'of waterdeep', at first, to appear perhaps more grandiose, more suited to the ambitions he held when he was younger, to morena, apparently, not minding it, yet tara clinging to 'dekarios' (perhaps to keep gale's feet on solid ground as much as she could), to finally finding out that the reason that the gale we meet now is not using 'dekarios' still is because he doesn't wish to tarnish his family name should he indeed fall victim to the orb.
the last mention gale makes of his mother is during his act iii post final battle dialogue, in which he proposes to the player:
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Gale: That being said, I wondered if you might consider accompanying me back to Waterdeep as a new member of the Dekarios clan? Player: Are you asking me to marry you? Gale: I suppose I am. Tara would be delighted. Not to mention my mother. But I'd be just as happy without such ceremony, so long as we're together.
this again mirrors what tara has been saying in her dialogue with an origin gale in act i: that morena and her were hoping he would find someone to find happiness with.
i think overall, even with only the very few bits and pieces we learn of morena, it's easy to tell that she truly loves and adores and cares her son, and that that love and care is clearly echoed back from gale to morena.
still, or perhaps more likely because of that love, gale keeps his secrets and his distance to morena because of the orb and the shame he feels he brought to his family.
it's all too easy to imagine that he wishes her to be proud of him and that he feels he has disappointed her and given her little reason to be proud of him in the same vein that he feels he has done with tara:
Gale: She'd [Tara] be most impressed by our efforts saving these tieflings. Proud, even. And I've given her little to be proud of recently.
anyhow, i hope i caught all mentions and that this was helpful to someone. 🖤
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auras-moonstone · 8 months
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can you write something of jack x shy!reader that are either working on a romcom together or she���s his interviewer?
hi! i actually really like how this turned out. hope you like it too💓
enchanted to meet you — jack champion
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word count: 1,409
pairing: jack champion x fem!interviewer!reader
summary: y/n feels scared for her first job as an interviewer but jack’s warming demeanour makes her feel more comfortable as the interview goes on.
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Y/N’S HANDS WERE SHAKY AND SHE CONSTANTLY HAD TO RUB THEM ON HER DRESS BECAUSE OF HOW SWEATY THEY WERE. To be fair, she was only 18 years old and doing her first interview. It was very sudden, she just started working on this known magazine and the woman who was supposed to go to the Scream premiere had an accident so they just sent the only person available: Y/N Y/L. And of course the person she had to interview was Jack fucking Champion—the six foot tall boy with unbelievable gorgeous factions and a killer smile.
Y/N was probably the youngest person in there. Everyone seemed to know each other and she was just there, alone and feeling extremely scared and anxious. She used to have a plan—start getting over her shyness with chill interviews so that in the future she could be ready to interview famous celebrities. But no, she was straight off sent to the premiere of one of the most successful franchises of all time. She was going to throw up.
The silhouette of the boy started to make his way to her “Hi!” his excited voice greeted her, pulling her out of her thoughts.
Y/N looked up, her eyes meeting a very bright brown set of eyes. The boy was even prettier in person (and taller). He was wearing a white tank top below his stylish black jacket and black trousers. He was so handsome. And did she mention he was really tall?
“Hi, sorry. I was lost in my thoughts” she apologised, her cheeks already turning red. That was a typical feature of her—always expect her to blush, her blood always betrayed her.
Jack was instantly enchanted by her sweet and soft voice. He had never felt so nervous during an interview—probably because he had never been interviewed by someone his age, and certainly not by anyone close to being as breathtaking as her.
“It’s okay” he assured her, his smile so shiny it almost blinded her.
Y/N smiled thankful “First, I’d like to congratulate you on your movie! I got to see you on Avatar and thought you did an amazing job. It’s fantastic that you got to work in such iconic franchises! Were you a fan of the Scream movies before getting the role?” her voice, thankfully, didn’t show how insanely nervous she was. But the hand holding the mic certainly did. Jack noticed her shaky grip, and he wanted so bad to put his hand on hers to comfort her, but he knew it would be too much.
“Thank you so much, you’re really sweet. And yeah, it’s honestly a dream come true” Jack pulled his dazzling smile and Y/N couldn’t help but take a quick look at it. He had perfect teeth, holy shit. “I watched the movies before we started filming and I absolutely loved them!”.
“Can I ask who your favourite Ghostface is?” Y/N questioned him. Very original, Y/N, she said to herself. Why did they hire her? She was really not qualified for this.
“Oh, I love that question!” Jack exclaimed. “You know, I always say Stu but now that I have re-watched the movies and read some opinions online, I also really like Jill! What are yours?”
Y/N’s eyes widened in surprise, she was not expecting him to ask her questions. It wasn’t usual during interviews for reporters to be questioned “Oh- I- I think Roman, Stu and Jill” she answered nervously. His eyes were so strongly focused on her that she almost melted on the spot.
“Roman is also a really good choice. You have great taste! And by the way, I love your outfit” Jack complimented her, looking at the black dress—it was like the one Courtney Cox used at the beginning of Scream 2. Y/N stood still. Did he know the effect those words had on her? Because she was two seconds away from collapsing.
“Thank you for saying that… your outfit is amazing too” she brushed it off with a little laugh.
“Thank you! Look, I have ghostface socks!” he said in an enthusiastic tone. She look down to see the black socks with patters of the mask and couldn’t help but smile.
“That’s adorable” the comment slipped out of her mouth before she could stop it. But far from being uncomfortable, Jack’s smile grew bigger. “Did you all know who was playing Ghostface from the beginning or was it something you found out towards the end of the shooting?”
“Actually, we didn’t know who would be playing Ghostface until the revealing scene” he answered, and admired the way her eyes shone in awe. “I take it you are a really big fan of the franchise”.
Y/N let out a nervous laugh, feeling a bit embarrassed “Is my enthusiasm that readable? I’m sorry, I literally grew up watching those movies”
“And now you are at the premiere interviewing the cast! That’s amazing!” he exclaimed loudly.
His happy aura was really contagious and it made her feel a little less shy “Well, thank you, Jack. Do you have any future projects?”
“Yes! I actually did a movie with Liam Neeson that will be coming out soon called Retribution and another one called Freaky Tales! So yeah, I’m very excited” he balanced on his feet.
“That’s amazing! Congratulations” Y/N gave him a genuine smile. Then they heard someone calling his name, telling him it was time to go. “Thank you for you time, Jack. Hope you felt comfortable”.
“I did! It was fun, and you were excellent” Jack smiled down at her. The team kept calling him but he wouldn’t move, trying to decide if he should just ask for her instagram or if it would be too weird. Maybe she had a partner, god he hoped not. Before he could even ask her name, Mason came to him and grabbed his arm.
“Jack, we have to go” his friend told him. Jack sighed, waving at the beautiful interviewer and cursing himself for not being quick enough.
Y/N turned around, ready to walk back to the van, completely wonderstruck by the charming young actor. She just prayed that wasn’t the last time they saw each other.
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THE INTERVIEW WENT VIRAL IN LESS THAN AN HOUR, AND EVEN FOR A FAMOUS COMPANY, IT WAS UNEXPECTED. The people were going wild on the comment section, pointing out how the actor looked at his interviewer in complete amazement. No one would have thought it was going to have such a repercussion. Especially not Y/N.
championslover man was in AWE
liked by masonthegooding
landrydaylight pls the way he looks at her i need them to be together!!!
liked by masonthegooding, jennaortega, baileybass, jamieflatters and more.
haunted.ethan “look, i have ghostface socks” really jack??? 😂😂😂
devyn_nekoda i can’t believe he said that omg
jackchampion I WAS NERVOUS OKAY LET ME BE
ghostfacelandry the evolution on this two min interview was so heartwarming??? like she was really shy at first but then you could tell she got used to his presence omg i adore them
jacksrep the way she blushes!! girl is honestly strong cause i would’ve passed out from having him in front of me
spiderboyjack let’s go to the important thing: does anyone have her insta????
championslover i just found it, it’s y/n.y/l/n (holy shit she’s so pretty!!!)
jacksgf oh jack… i get it now!!!
jackchampion championslover thank you for your service 🫡
championslover oh he’s down BAD
liked by jackchampion
jackchampion started following you
Y/N stared at the notification in shock. And then her heart stopped when she saw another notification, this time it was a direct message.
hey! it’s jack
i really wanted to get your instagram the day of the interview but honestly i was too scared
hi jack!
well, i’m glad your fandom (who honestly should be called by the fbi) found it.
hahaha me too tbh
and i’m going to be forward, i can’t stop thinking about you ever since the interview and it was killing me that i didn’t even get your name (by the way i’m praying you don’t have a partner).
i can’t stop thinking about you either (nope, i’m single)
you made me feel really comfortable, and that is not something i can say about a lot of people… especially not those who i talked to for two minutes
i don’t know.. you give that special kind of vibe very few people have
you know how to make someone blush ☺️
i heard it was your first interview. i can’t believe it, you were amazing!
thank you! i was so nervous but it could’ve gone way worse
you made it easier, you were really sweet
i’m glad i was your first interview then :)
i was wondering if you’d like to have dinner with me tomorrow? i’d really like to get to know you better
i would love to, jack!
great! send me your address and i’ll pick you up at seven.
can’t wait 🤍
me neither😫 wanna facetime???
sure! text me xxx xxxx
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solemnreads · 1 year
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jungkook fic recommendations
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Part 2
all time favourites
a - angst / s - smut / f - fluff / ♡ - rereads
minors - dni!!
just friends ♡ by @kinktae s, a, f
summary: "the transition from best friends to best friends with benefits is never easy, especially when there’s a daddy kink involved.
Or, "you love to run your mouth, don't you, baby girl?" "
effortlessly by @gyukult f, s
summary: " “reciprocate feelings?” jungkook crosses his arms before he continues, “they should know that you’re the only girl in my life." jungkook has been your best friend and neighbor since you could remember, but what you can’t recall is when your feelings began develop for him."
half a heart without you ♡ by @/blaqandwhite a, f
summary: "you've known jungkook since you were fourteen, and somewhere along the way, you ended up giving him your heart without asking for anything in return. falling for your hot, lovely, perfect best friend who would never, ever fall for you... your life really couldn't be a bigger cliche, could it?
but when the burden of your unrequited love becomes way too much for you to bear, you do the only thing that makes sense to you; you run, and you don't look back.
until you get a phone call a year later that crushes whatever was left of your heart and forces you to face everything you've been running from... and even more"
her by @jungk0oksthighs f, a, s
summary: a bunch of drabbles about two best friends finally making their way towards each other.
"and even if you don't feel the same, that's okay -- i'll always be here for you."
cockblocked by @mercurygguk s, a, f
summary: "in which a pair of best friends are hopelessly in love with one another but they’re both too dumb to realize, even when everyone around them are dropping hints every five minutes. or alternatively; “you’re an idiot for thinking I wouldn’t love you back.”"
dystopia by @streetlight11 a, f
summary: divergent au "you were an amity born. you were taught to value kindness and harmony. but you also valued bravery and knowledge. after the test to see which faction best suited you, you were given the choice to either stay in your faction or leave. when you chose to leave your faction for another, your whole life changed and you wondered if it was the right decision. you pondered over it at first, all until you met him."
long way home ♡ by @sparklingchim a, s, f
summary: "jungkook's life makes an 180 degree turn when he's suddenly a single dad and while you're trying to help him come accustomed to the new circumstances, your long-standing friendship takes new turns as well."
my dear friend by @kooktrash a, s, f
summary: "just friends? keep telling yourself that, you and Jungkook have always danced on the line of friendship and something more but lately you’ve struggled being able to tell where you guys stand."
from home ♡ by @gyukult a, s, f
summary: "jungkook is the youngest of five boys, the last in line to truly inherit any his parents’ money. but what if his mom suddenly cuts him off due to his current poor behavior and he’s forced to learn how it feels like to be part of the working class?"
inevitable ♡ by @ahundredtimesover a, s, f
summary: "you convinced Jungkook to break up years ago so he could pursue his lifelong baseball dream. Now he’s back home, staring at you, and the little boy next to you who looks unmistakably like him."
mutual help ♡ by @personasintro s, a, f
summary: "in order for you to pretend to be his girlfriend, he helps you with your sexual desires - he calls it a mutual help"
bitchin’ by @kinktae s, f, a
summary: "the 80s were a time of choices. which perm was right for you? what color neon would you wear next? none of these choices, however, were more questionable than a certain deal you made with jeon jungkook."
the most beautiful moment in life by @livefree-and-diestrong f, a
summary: "‘real love isn’t some epic saga that movies make it out to be, real love is just finding someone you are happy with. it’s not a sudden epiphany, i think you just wake up one day and you realise - you just realise that you’re in love.’"
four seven eight by @jiminrings a
summary: "you're secure when it comes to loving jungkook, knowing that your husband loves you beyond words. what you aren't so secure about is his first love -- someone who isn't you.
alternatively, jungkook's married to you, but he still celebrates his anniversary with his ex out of sentimentality."
day by day ♡ by @hansolmates a, s, f
summary: "a series of drabbles about two best friends raising a child together"
moirai by @taeken-my-heart a, s, f
summary: "on your 18th birthday a name appears on your wrist. the name of your soulmate. it’s a momentous day that everyone looks forward to, but you’ve always brushed aside; refusing to believe in a fickle mistress called destiny. but what happens when on the morning of your 18th birthday you wake to find the name of your mortal enemy? jeon jungkook."
i hate you, i love you ♡ by @jungblue a, s, f
summary: "you hated him at seven, warmed up to him at twelve, and liked him at fifteen. Now the two of you are twenty years old and inseparable best friends… and you’re absolutely in love with him; he’s in love too—just not with you."
to build a home by @soft4gguk s, f, a
summary: "at twenty-eight, jungkook sees himself go from a family of three, to one of two - heartbreak never comes easy, but nothing could've prepared him for being a single parent as a result of Ira walking out on him. pain brings chaos and he's in need of help. it's only fateful that you so happen to be a blessing in disguise… in many ways than one."
make you mine ♡ by @mercurygguk f, s, a
summary: "your first day at your new college is quite eventful to say the least. but everything seems slightly less chaotic when Jeon Jungkook offers to help you on your way – if only knowing him wasn’t an even bigger mess than the day you first met."
fallen skies ♡ by @fortunexkookie a, s, f
summary: "jeon jiyeon was your childhood best friend; her brother, jungkook, was something else entirely. once upon a time, she had called you her sun and him her moon; it was fitting, given the constant push-and-pull between you two. you used to consider him a friend, but then he had gone from endearingly frustrating dumb boy to card-carrying fuckboy so fast it had given you whiplash. 
you often wondered how jiyeon wasn’t bothered by his behavior. in fact, she often seemed to encourage it. what you failed to see was that she was just trying to show you how he reflected your light. jiyeon had realized he was in love with you even before he did, but of course she knew. it was a twin thing. 
so despite the fighting and teasing, you always found yourself drawn back to him. you knew he was one of two constants in your life: the Jeon twins were - and had always been - your one indisputable truth. wou were the sun, jungkook was the moon, and jiyeon was the sky holding you both up. when she died, it ripped a black hole right through you."
an ode to a broken heart ♡ by @smoochkooks a, f
summary: "you’ve watched jeon jungkook slip out of your reach your entire life. now it’s time for you to finally move on, bury the past and open a new chapter. however, you’re doing it in your own, unconventional way - by publishing anonymously a novel about your miserable relationship."
after i left you ♡ by @latetaetalk a, f
summary: “when you decided to meet up with taehyung for dinner to reconnect, you didn’t expect to see jungkook, your ex, on a date with his current girlfriend and not to mention, end up fake dating taehyung.”
as i told you ♡ by @eleventoes f
summary: "jeon jungkook: junior, rising star quarterback, no.1 on the list of people you cannot stand.
also, your new roommate."
our beloved summer by @jeonqkooks a, f
summary: "you made a vow to hate jeon jungkook ever since he packed up and left you without a single explanation, but when he shows up at your door after years of radio silence, it turns out that maybe your resolve isn’t as strong as you thought."
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eightmakesonebraincell · 10 months
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it's 2135, one hundred years after the rise of the anarchist, a revolutionist group that tore the world in half. the creation of their andr_ids forced the poorer population to abide by the anarchist rules or face death. you, a lowly machinery worker, leave work to find a defective model, ch_i san. you're forced to make the decision of helping the andr_id model, or reporting it to the leading faction. of course you make the only sane choice – follow a robot into complete and utter peril.
in this place, full of lies | @wordstro
genre: post-apocalypse!au, ex!san, angst, trigger warnings
length: 20/20 chapters [completed] - 93.5k
when the world ends, you are left to wander like a ghost from town to town for so long, you start to believe you are the last person left on earth. at least until a group of men rob you at knifepoint, and one of the robbers is none other than your ex-boyfriend, choi san. while you spent too much time wandering ghost towns alone, the rest of the world learned to survive, for better or for worse. including san.
apple pie | @yoongiseesawmp3
genre: ex!san, fratboy!san, fluff, smut
length: oneshot - 11.5k
the cocky frat boy you dated in college might be the love of your life, but you’re not telling him that. if he wants anything from you now he’s gotta work for it, and he’s looking for a 9 to 5 in getting you back.
blushing red | @atozfic 🩶
genre: brothers!bf!san, fluff, angst, smut
length: oneshot - 11k
how did choi san go from wanting to protect you like a big brother to wanting to ruin you with his own two hands?
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my way | @sorryimananti-romantic
genre: fluff, angst, violence, suggestive
length: oneshot - 18k
you, the princess of wonderland, have been betrothed to the prince of utopia for years now. however, the political relation between wonderland and utopia have never improved, and utopia keeps taking over wonderland’s land unlawfully. with your guard mingi who is also your best friend and who you have feelings for, you travel to utopia with a plan to deceive the prince and steal official documents that would be proof of their treachery, risking your life in more than one way when you can’t hold your feelings for your guard back anymore.
love you to death | @atzfilm
genre: deathreaper!mingi, fantasy, mythical, angst
length: oneshot - 25.5k
everyone who has ever loved you died horrifically. you’ve given up on love, until you find a man who keeps on saying he’s death, willing to help you. for a price, of course.
your fan, mingi | @hwaightme
genre: rapper!reader, slice of life, fluff, angst
length: twoshot - 6.7k
a bulletpoint-style wordstream of what it would be like if mingi was stanning you
hearts awakened, live alive | @sorryimananti-romantic 🩶
genre: demon!mingi, fluff, angst, suggestive
length: oneshot - 26k
you finally run away from the clutches of your stepmother and encounter mingi, infamously known as 'the child of shadows'. you join his gang of three- the high healer wooyoung and the white flame seonghwa and start living with them. you find out mingi is cursed to share a body with the shadow demon that goes by the name erebos and start falling for it and mingi eventually, though tragic consequences await you as you find out more about the demon's curse.
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badboy!wooyoung | @ateezmakemeweep
genre: angst, fluff
length: oneshot - 5k
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place in me | @starrysvn
genre: chef!wooyoung x chef!reader, angst, slow burn, fluff, ex to lovers
length: oneshot - 17k
nil author synopsis
crazy for you | @cosmicdumpling
genre: friends to lovers, romance, fluff, suggestive
length: oneshot - 8.0k
wooyoung seems to have harbored a crush on you for a while now, and as much as he hates it, he manages to hold out just fine. a trip to the beach with the rest of your friends, however, becomes a huge threat to wooyoung’s remaining resolve.
made for this | @yoongiseesawmp3
genre: churchboy!wooyoung, wingman!kyungmin, fluff, smut
length: oneshot - 10.5k
you’re volunteering for this year’s vacation bible school, and wooyoung’s little brother just so happens to be in your group. is it wrong of him to use kyungmin as his wing man? eh, who cares. wooyoung is just determined to get you to fall for him before the week is over, and he’ll do whatever it takes.
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your fan, jongho | @hwaightme
genre: footballer!reader, romance, fluff
length: twoshot - 3.9k
a bulletpoint-style drabble of what it would be like to have jongho stanning you.
where do i go | @sorryimananti-romantic
genre: bodyguard!jongho, angst, fluff, violence, suggestive
length: oneshot - 23k
you’re the owner of hotel crescent in mist island, where secrets are traded. you’re infamously known as the gossip-dealer and known for manipulating people, which means you’re not safe. however, the last thing you expect is your power-hungry father to send jongho to be your bodyguard, but you suspect it’s not because he fears for your safety but because he wants to keep tabs on you as he joins prince woobin’s side while you join prince hongjoong’s side. as your father comes from eden to mist island to become the minister of foreign affairs, the political situation between the two nations worsen and you fear for war, but you risk your life for your homeland, and find jongho joining hands with you as you both uncover secrets and betrayals from your father.
time of love | @sorryimananti-romantic
genre: brother's best fried au, fluff, angst
length: oneshot - 19k
you are yeosang's little sister, adored by all his friends. you're concerned that's all you will be- even though you are close to them- especially to jongho, who you've liked since highschool. after a year gap and moving to yeosang's apartment for college, you find jongho's living with him for a few weeks as well due to a dorm situatuon. will your feelings for him resurface with all their might? will you be able to make him look at you as just you, and will you be able to win his heart?
[9:26 p.m.] | @mingtinys
genre: timestamp, sleepy!jongho, fluff
length: oneshot - 1.2k
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last updated: 25 oct 2023
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arcanefandomweek · 8 months
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Arcane Year 2 Event Week!
From November 7th to the 13th
#ArcaneYear2 / #ArcaneYearTwo
Let's celebrate Arcane on its second anniversary! All fanworks are welcome! In this special week, you have a choice of two themes, each with unique prompts.
What Could Have Been
Nov 7 : Faction Swap / First Time Nov 8 : Vander Lives / Broken Nov 9 : Hugs / Family / Grief Nov 10 : Food / Gift / Fix It Nov 11 : AU / Soulmate / Adoption Nov 12 : Nightmare / Kiss / Jealousy Nov 13 : Free Day / Goodbyes
What Could Yet Be
Nov 7 : Hextech / Ghost / Blood Nov 8 : Common Enemy / Warwick Nov 9 : Begging / Shimmer / Art Nov 10 : Chaos / Light / Promise Nov 11 : Noxus / Secrets / Fear Nov 12 : Machine Herald / Faith / Lies Nov 13 : Voices / Legacy / Hope
How does this work?
The "What could have been" prompts were chosen to fit fics or art (or meta, playlists, etc) set before or during season 1.
This includes ideas like "Heimerdinger used to travel the world before founding Piltover" set before canon, as well as missing scenes like "Viktor creating his hextech arm" during the time skip, or "Vi waking up in Stillwater".
The "What could yet be" prompts were chosen for speculation about season 2 and beyond.
This includes ideas like "my favourite LoL character definitely rocks into Zaun" or "Jinx frees Warwick" or "How Viktor becomes the Machine Herald"
You can mix and match! You can do one theme for day 1, the other for day 2... And on day 3 you could use the 'family' prompt to write a season 2 AU! Ultimately these prompts are to provide inspiration and a framework. I will not police submissions, so long as you respect the rules. Please read them well!
Rules | AO3 collection | Twitter | FaQ
Participation Bingo for readers and fans
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ladyvillainous · 7 months
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Eric Coulter NSFW Alphabet
Was tidying up some of my WIP folders and stumbled across this so here have another alphabet. This may be a little out of character for some fans, but it's consistent with my version of his character from my full length fic on Wattpad and the imagines on here.
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A Aftercare
(What they’re like after sex)
He's usually quite quick to fall asleep if you're getting down and dirty in your own bed, he'll pull you into his arms and drift off quite contentedly. If you're grabbing a quickie in between meetings or tasks he'll pull out, tidy himself up and be on his way. Leaving you a quivering mess with nothing more than a quick kiss and a self-satisfied grin on his face
B Body part
(Their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)
Eric's pretty happy with his entire body having worked very hard to get in the shape he has, but if he had to pick, he'd say his arms and hands. If pressed he'd say it's because he can choke someone out just by wrapping his arm around their neck or do some serious damage with his fists. Privately he also likes how willingly you climb into his arms, sighing when he wraps you in his arms, he likes that you feel safe with him despite how brutal and violent he can be. I also think Eric would be a breast man, liking a good handful but nothing comically large. If he's had a hard day, he likes nothing more than to pull you into his lap and bury his face in your chest.
C Cum
(Anything to do with cum basically… I’m a disgusting person)
Like most men he hates condoms and would much prefer to just cum inside you which is why he's so very grateful for the Dauntless standard issue birth control. While he doesn't actually want kids, he does have a slight breeding kink in that he loves to fill you up and imagine what it would be like if you were to get pregnant though he barely admits that to himself let alone you.
D Dirty Secret
(Pretty self-explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)
Eric's very dominant clearly and that translates to the bedroom as well but at the same time he gravitates towards a partner that would give as good as they got, this means sex is a constant powerplay between the two of you. He's never told you but sometimes he lets you win when he's in the mood to be dominated. He's even fantasised about you tying him up when he masturbates but has never actually voiced it because it rubs right up against his control issues.
E Experience
(How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)
He's good looking and well-built and before Dauntless he was just your standard cocky arrogant Erudite, which didn't bother any of the girls of his previous faction so yes lots of experience. At Dauntless he's carefully cultivated a menacing scary reputation; it tends to attract the more extreme dauntless women, but his apparent lack of interest has them moving on quickly. It's also widely known that the two of you are together and while you're less prone to physical violence than Eric everyone knows not to mess with your man if they want to live to tell the tale. In terms of prowess Eric wants to be the best at everything so he will have practised and read books and practised some more, the man knows what he's doing.
F Favourite Position
 (This goes without saying. Will probably include a visual)
He doesn't have a favourite position because he wants them all, his moods change so quickly you regularly get whiplash so he's constantly changing things up depending on his and your mood. If you're both pent up after a hard day he might just taking you against the wall of your shower, or maybe he gets up in the morning to find you cooking breakfast in his T-shirt which you know will always end with him bending you over the counter roughly. While not usually one for public sex he's not adverse to a last night session on the mats in the training room after sparring, who goes on top will always be determined by who won the fight. 
G Goofy
(Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)
He definitely likes to tease you but he's never goofy, usually very serious and focused on making you both feel good.
H Hair
(How well-groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)
Neat and tidy but no excessive manscaping, he does have a grid style tattoo that matches the ones on his arms adorning his lower abdomen and dipping below the line of his boxers.
I Intimacy
(How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…)
Eric is extremely passionate and focused when in the moment it's not traditionally romantic, but you can't help but getting swept away by his intensity.
J Jack Off
(Masturbation head canon)
Because you both work long tiring shifts and have to keep up your training you don't always have the energy to be intimate. When it's been more than a few days Eric finds other ways to alleviate his tension, but he always thinks of you when he does.
K Kink
(One or more of their kinks)
Slight contradictory and secret breeding kink given his view on kids. Known preference for dominance with an occasional switch which he thinks you don't notice but you do. Is slightly into bondage in that he likes to tie or handcuff you to your shared bed when he's feeling particularly dominant.
L Location
(Favourite places to do the do)
He'll happy get down wherever and whenever the two of you are in the mood, even semi-public if private enough. Particularly likes shower sex, something about the hot steamy water and your slippery wet skin really gets him going. Doesn't hurt that he has to pin you to the wall whatever position you opt for.
M Motivation
(What turns them on, gets them going)
His mood is a huge determining factor, if he's angry or frustrated or keyed up after sparring he knows the quickest way to burn that off and get control of himself is to lose himself in you and you are usually more than happy to help. If he's tired and not in the mood initially wearing nothing but one of his t-shirts will change that fast. He's also more than happy to help you burn off any excess tension letting you use him as you need. You don't often get that worked up, but he can't help but get turned on when you stomp into your apartment in a towering temper, even more so when it’s directed at him strangely. 
N NO
(Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)
He's not opposed to rough play such as light choking, biting hard enough to leave a mark or just rough handling in general, leading to bruises but he'd never seriously hurt you during sex even if you asked him to. Firstly, he doesn't want to cause you any serious harm. Secondly, he'd doesn't want to push his scary reputation that far and his girlfriend walking around with any visible injuries not sustained in the ring would do exactly that. Lastly, he worries just what he might do even to you if he lost control.
O Oral
(Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)
He loves to go down on you the noises you make are so sexy he could listen to them all night and has once or twice, he's very talented with both his tongue and his fingers having long since perfected his technique. He's just as happy receiving, he doesn't think there's any view in the world better than you on your knees with your lips around him. 
P Pace
(Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)
As with location his mood plays a major part so again, he changes it up, often the exact opposite to what you'd expect always keeping you guessing. Usually when he arrives home in a bad mood you can expect to get railed (happily) against the nearest wall. But on occasion he has dragged you into the bedroom tied you to your bed and proceeded to tease you mercilessly, slowly and sensually until you're begging for relief. He switches it up the other way too on a lazy day off you wake up expecting slow passionate morning sex, but instead he flips you over and pounds you into the mattress. Sometimes you swear he's doing it just to keep you on your toes and you'd be right.
Q Quickie
(Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)
All depends on mood, time and opportunity but as a general rule he'll take you anyway he can get you luckily, you're in full agreement.
R Risk
(Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)
He definitely likes to experiment especially when you first got together, he wanted to know what you liked and what would get you to make those noises he loved to hear. He wanted to know exactly what he had to do to make you scream his name and forget your own.
S Stamina
(How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…)
Eric's stamina is deceptive, on days on long physically draining days you'd expect him to be too tired but those are also the days when he can go all night and does. It's the long tedious days when he's been stuck in his office not doing anything physical that drain him the most. Those are usually the days he pulls you into his arms and falls straight to sleep.
T Toy
(Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)
Handcuffs and rope are a staple of a good sex life as far as he's concerned. He's used a few of the more exotic toys manufactured by Erudite in his time but found he got bored of them quickly, preferring to make use of his own hands in new and different ways. He'd be lowkey offended if a toy could be better than him anyway. 
U Unfair
(How much they like to tease)
When he's of a mood to tease you will be in agony, tears running down your face begging for relief before he'll give in, but those are also the most earth-shattering orgasms of your life, so you don't complain too loudly. You couldn't take it every day however so you're grateful it's more by exception than rule.
V Volume
(How loud they are, what sounds they make)
In the privacy of your apartment, he doesn't bother to control his volume but he's not overly loud or effusive anyway. The sounds he makes are usually more grunts of effort, and moans of pleasure than actually words, he's not one for dirty talk. 
W Wild Card
(Get a random head canon for the character of your choice)
I'm so bad with this question my mind always goes blank!
X X-Ray
(Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture, or words)
He's not comically pornstar large but he is above average in length and girth. Unusually for someone of his size he also knows how to use it to full effect rather than just resting on being a bit larger than average.
Y Yearning
(How high is their sex drive?)
Before you he masturbated every few days, more if he was frustrated or didn't have a girl of the month to play with. Now he has you it's not often you go more than a few days between sessions, both of you getting frustrated if it goes longer. It's noticeable to the people you work closest with, not that they'd ever dare say it to either of you, but they can tell when one of you has been sent on some task for a few days, leaving the other alone in the compound. They can also tell when the other returns because the following day you're both much more relaxed than usual.
Z ZZZ
(… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)
Eric gives you his all whether it's a long session or a quickie so if you're in bed and not due anywhere else you're both going to drift off wrapped in one another’s arms very quickly.
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deepouterspacecandy · 3 months
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Dancing Shadows
It’s not that you were smitten with her.  
It’s just that when she accidentally brushed her leg against yours under the table, it set your body on fire. Warmth spilled from your head to your toes with an innocent touch and it was almost adolescent. The way her very presence caused you to avert your eyes the moment it happened, an instinctual reach for the nearest plastic straw or frayed string of your hoodie.
Anything to fiddle with to distract from the jackhammer between your ribs.
“Abby!” a familiar voice rang out.
You winced and immediately regretted it. You were never good at hiding your emotions.
Maybe nobody at this godforsaken table noticed your distaste for Owen. It wasn’t reasonable—your hatred for him, and you knew as much. Your reaction to his presence was based solely on boiling, unadulterated jealousy and so what? You were only human.
“What’s up?” Abby cooed, letting herself become smothered by the man behind her.
Okay, so smothered is a tad dramatic, but come on. Get a room.
“Just thought I’d check in with my favourite girl before shipping out,” Owen said. “This might be the longest we’ve been apart since we met.”
“Good riddance,” you mumbled.
Nora snorted at your near silent outburst, giving you a gentle kick. That tender brush of ankles beneath the table set nothing on fire but your attitude. You’d have to give it to her, though. She was always looking out for your best interest.
Owen Moore was the luckiest man in the entire compound, and you envied the way his dopey demeanor always seemed to put a smile on her face. Did he know how fortunate he was?
“I’m full,” you blurted, pushing away your half-eaten burrito. “Catch you later.”
You couldn’t bear to stop and analyze the shocked expression painted on Abby’s face.
She had saved you a spot at the table, the way she did every day. Her grey jacket bunched up on the bench across from her, awaiting your arrival. Her pretty face breaking into a smirk as you fumbled with your tray and her favourite coat.
She hadn’t muttered a single complaint when you opted for laying the fabric across your lap, even after dropping a stray piece of lettuce and mayo onto the collar.
She simply grinned and continued ranting about the current book she was reading. Well, that was before Owen turned up.
Abby called out to you, but your cheeks burned, and your stomach twisted in that uncomfortable way it often seemed to do in these situations. You hurried out of the chow hall without a second glance or destination in mind.
Your feet, one in front of the other, took you away from the source of the agony, and that’s all you could stand to process.
When you collapsed onto the couch in the library, it wasn’t much of a surprise.
This was your safe place. Your sanctuary.
Within minutes, the tight ball of rope in the pit of your stomach relaxed. Dim lighting and the weathered scent of old literature, the quiet hum of passersby in the hallway. The glide of battered paper between your fingers. The comfort of knowing that a temporary slice of peace was only a chapter away.
This little nook developed into a haven to have yourself a serious nervous system override, which your body desperately needed after a hectic week on patrol, coupled with far too many sleepless nights.
Fear wove its way through the stadium as the conflict between the WLF and the Scars mounted. In a matter of weeks, the ceasefire between the two factions disappeared.
When the Seraphites crossed boundaries they ought not cross, both in land and principle, Isaac retaliated without hesitation. And when Isaac sent his soldiers into their territory intending to cause abject harm, the Scars gathered their resources and fired back in short order. A vicious cycle perpetuated by ruthless leaders at the expense of loyal, dependent lives.
To say the conflict had transformed into a bloodbath was putting it lightly. You spent many hours in your bunk over the recent weeks, staring into the abyss in sheer disbelief.
How could human beings treat each other with such careless disregard? You didn’t agree with the way they lived, but at your core, it didn’t spark a desire for violence. You understood the importance of protecting your community, and you would do so without protest. It just seemed rather counterintuitive.
Could the war between your groups meet an end before your life wound up on the front lines as the next sacrifice?
It wasn’t until you started curling up in Abby’s jacket that you realized you’d taken it hostage in your frenetic escape. Heat trickled across the bridge of your nose, pooling in your cheeks.
“It looks better on you, anyway.”
“God, you scared me,” you huffed, clutching your chest. “I didn’t hear you come in.”
Abby’s calm tone filled your chest up with wild flutters as she slid in next to you on the couch.
Was this piece of furniture always so small?
Suddenly, there was only the hard edge of it at your heels and the overwhelming strength of the girl nestled beside you.
“It’s that brain of yours, always fretting about something. It’s bad for your health, you know,” Abby said. Her fresh breath, so close to your own, caused your insides to capsize. You tried not to fixate on her blonde braid spilling onto your shoulder. How she reminded you of an autumn forest, her skin softened by a bar of her beloved pine soap.
“I knew you were hoarding packs of chewing gum,” you said. “Show off.”
She smirked, giving you a playful nudge with a wad of minty green pressed between her teeth. “Want some?”
“Hard pass,” you said, desperate to control the giggles building in your throat. “Keep all those Owen cooties to yourself, please and thank you.”
She nibbled at the dry skin on her bottom lip before giving you a sidelong glance. “You don’t like him much, do you?”
A pang of guilt struck at your core. There was a tinge of melancholy in her voice. The last thing in the world you wanted to do was make her sad.
“He’s alright,” you said with a lazy shrug.
She grinned. “Just alright?”
“I’m indifferent to his existence.”
“That’s so much worse,” she chortled, squeezing her eyes shut. When she opened them back up, bright blue and glossy, it felt like she was staring into your soul.
Your heart thundered, turning your mouth bone-dry. Perhaps you should’ve accepted her gum after-all.
“What?” you rasped. If she recognized the panic in your voice, she was kind enough not to draw attention to it.
“Just you,” she whispered.
“Me?”
“Yeah,” she said. “You.”
“What about me?”
She shifted her body, and you all but froze as she moved onto her side, bracing herself to better look at you. It took all your might to muster the courage to meet her gaze. Her eyes flitted to your mouth for the briefest moment, and you swallowed hard.
“I think you’re really sweet,” she said. “Not very discreet, though.”
“Excuse you? And what exactly does that mean?” You graciously took offense, challenging her assessment. Her smile only radiated.
“It means I can read you like a book,” Abby said.
“Fat chance,” you teased. “It’s a miracle you can read at all!”
Her brow quirked, and her high spirit slipped into a tantalizing grin. “Can I take a crack at your disdain for Owen?”
Part of you wanted her to hit the nail on the head to tear your feelings for her wide open. Another part of you prayed for her to change the subject to save you from the heartache of the inevitable.
She was in a relationship. Taken. Beyond that, you were certain she was straight as an arrow, and it was nicer to exist in sheer denial of that fact for the time being.
“Well?” she pressed. “Can I?”
“Go nuts,” you said, feigning nonchalance. “I’ll give you three guesses.”
She shifted again, this time to make room for her hands to fidget. Was she nervous?
“He’s terrible at tracking,” Abby offered, as the corner of her mouth hitched. “Right?”
“I mean, yes,” you groaned. “He sucks at tracking, but that’s—that’s not why.”
She blew out a ragged breath, a sudden wash of pink highlighting her freckles. She hummed to herself and then clicked her tongue, pretending to ponder. “Gotcha. Okay. Only two more guesses. I better make them good.”
“Why are you doing this to me?” you asked, covering your face with your forearm.
“I know what it is!” she exclaimed, pausing for theatrical effect. “It’s because he interrupts everyone just before the punchline of a story, isn’t it?”
“Abby.”
“That drives me mental, too.”
“Abigail,” you grumbled. “Maybe this is a bad idea.”
You hid yourself behind her crumpled jacket and the scent of this beautiful girl all around you turned your already racing thoughts into a dishevelled mess.
“Hold up,” Abby said. She reached for her jacket with such gentle intention, pulling it away from your face. “I get one more guess.”
Electricity threatened the mellow ambiance of the library, despite the adjacent hallway falling into silence. Everyone must be heading back to their duty assignments.
Everyone outside of you and Abby, of course. Surely, someone would come searching.
“A deal’s a deal,” you said.
The heat from her body prickled your skin with a million tiny beads of sweat. You wanted to swipe your sleeve across your upper lip, too conscious of drawing focus to your nerves.
Her gaze transformed into something deep and ethereal the more you squirmed. She seemed entertained by your anxious energy, and you swear you could melt into the couch with each expectant glance she sent your way.
“If I get this right, what will you give me?”
“Give you?” you scoffed. “You mean like, a prize or something? Do I look like a carnival to you, Anderson?”
“All you really need is a big red nose,” she smirked.
This is precisely why you adored her. She knew when to apply pressure and when to ease the load. It’s what made her an excellent leader.
Abby was so much more than a disciplined soldier.
“You calling me a clown?”
She wiggled closer, laying her head on your shoulder. She let out a long exhale, as if she’d been holding her breath. “Maybe.”
You struggled to piece two coherent thoughts together. This conversation had already played out in your mind a dozen times, through many daydreams. You ached for Abby. Hopelessly charmed by her wit and her magnetism. But you couldn’t fathom being a secret of hers. A sneaky affair in the shadows.
Sure, you weren’t fond of Owen, but hurting him wasn’t at the top of your priority list, either.
You wanted Abby in the daylight.
Arms wrapped around her before a patrol, as her squad loaded the Humvee and Manny called over his shoulder about how utterly corny you two were. You wanted her to pull you onto her lap in public, a bashful smile on her face.
You wanted to be hers, and you wanted it to be okay.
“You make me feel things I’ve never felt before,” Abby said.
Her confession sent you over the edge, your heart beating impossibly fast. Could she feel it?
As you scrambled to find your words, she continued.
“I think about you all the time. Probably more than I should,” she said. “It’s making me crazy.”
You heard the echo of another hard swallow. This time you weren’t sure who it belonged to.
“Is that a bad thing?” you asked.
She lifted her head from your shoulder, and let it fall to the back of the couch, her sturdy features enveloped by the amber light of a nearby lamp. She was breathtaking. Sweat caused the short hairs around her face and neck to curl, bits of frizz peeking out from her loosening braid. You’d seen nothing more gorgeous in your lifetime.
“If I do what my body is begging me to do right now, it would be a very bad thing,” Abby said. “I wouldn’t be able to forgive myself.”
You nodded with a mixture of disappointment and relief. “I understand.”
Abby rubbed her vascular hands along her thighs, seemingly absorbed in thought. “I still have one more guess.”
“That you do.”
She sucked in a breath, controlling her exhale. A gym method she no doubt applied to most stressful situations during her daily grind.
“You hate Owen because you want me to be your girl instead,” Abby said. Her eyelids became heavier as she tried to catch hold of your unfocused gaze. “You want me.”
You nodded again, unable to look her in the eye, terrified that the two of you might lose control.
“Tell me then,” she said. “Tell me how you feel. I need to hear you say it.”
You noticed her legs spreading further apart, her natural confidence rivalling the alarm bells going off inside you. She anchored herself to the couch and the sudden thought of straddling her showered you with an intense surge of heat.
“When you kiss him, I wish it was me instead,” you said. “I wish it was me you reached for whenever you crave comfort. I want to be the one you run to when you’re happy or afraid. I want to keep you safe and make you feel alive. All of it.”
“Are you sure?” she murmured.
“Beyond,” you said. “I have wanted you for so long, Abby.”
Her knuckles skimmed the outside of your thigh. Inconspicuous and so, so gentle. “Give me some time, okay?”
“Of course.”
“God, you’re so pretty,” she said, igniting you both in a bout of shy giggles. “I finally get to say it. That’s allowed for now, right? I don’t even care. You are so fucking pretty, it’s killing me.”
Before you could fall into another dangerous pull, the doors to the library cracked open. Manny poked his head inside to remind Abby of the duties she needed to tend to. There was a slew of small missions Isaac demanded she organize, some requiring her to leave the compound for the afternoon. You were grateful to be off his radar for the day.
“Will you be here when I get back?”
“I’ll be around,” you said, linking your pinky finger with hers in unison, your hands tucked between her thigh and your own.
“Good. I’ll find you,” Abby whispered.
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komodo-kalia · 3 months
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Current Pirates SMP detail that's been rotating in my brain is that time p!Scott gave p!Acho a pie and jokingly said they could let him know if he was "still bad at making Apple Pies"
p!Scott. The guy who built the Heron farms and kitchens and is one of the two people that keeps them stocked up with food 24/7. The guy who runs a thriving food business that feeds literally almost the entire Faction Isles with dumplings that are so delicious they are several peoples favourite food. HE was bad at making something like Apple Pie?
And then later that same stream p!Acho gives p!Scott several deserts, joking he'd never been able to decide when it came to sweet things.
Do you think they used to cook/bake together?
Apple Pies (and pies in general) aren't exactly the easiest food to make, but considering p!Scott is proficient at making canonically amazing dumplings, it's strange that he'd struggle with them.
Do you think after p!Acho vanished p!Scott spent days, weeks, cooking and baking and cooking and baking until he could make almost any food perfectly. Maybe he was trying to capture that happiness, that joy, he'd felt cooking with his brother. Or maybe he was just so deep in self-loathing he became desperate to fix all the 'problems' with himself, so that maybe, if he was good enough, his brother would come back.
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I've recently rediscovered your work, and the comic continues to blow me away. I wanted to ask, what's your process for clothing design? Not just for individual characters, but also for the larger factions: the Alderode soldiers' uniforms, the Crescian royalty, etc. Do you draw inspiration from specific places, or do you just kind of wing it? I often run into the pitfall in my fantasy art where it either looks too mismatched or too close to real life; or just flat out boring.
I bet you're the last questioner and again, I just wing it!
The best advice I can give is to work big. Focus on major shapes and major colours over fiddly details. Pick one or three concepts and design everything around them. Cresce likes magical clothing, dogs, and has a feminine vibe. Boom, base everything around that, even the male military uniforms. Aldish soldiers? Those derpy silver eared helmets and the emerald green of Ssaelism. Right there I knew I was going to be working with green and silver, so that naturally made Crescian uniforms make sense as gold and red. Instant visual conflict between the two factions!
Alderode as a whole emphasizes material over magic, because they have very limited pymaric resources. It's also atrociously cold there, so people want the security of tangible, warm clothing. Wool, fur, tooled leather. Layers, coats, and hats! Climate is going to inform everything about how a person dresses. You see it with Quigley, who's still wearing his dark and heavy wool even in Cresce. You see it in Bastion, who's frequently naked and, even when he's not, dresses skimpily because he grew up in Juste and Cresce. You see Crescian Rahm flashing his chest, and even macho Bell wearing his soft greys, whites, and pretty golden breastplate with that little Peaceguard skirt. Elka's boobplate is like my favourite thing. It's not sexual! She wears it because she's proud of being a woman doing what she's doing! That armour will conform to HER. Cresce is just like that.
Silhouettes are what's most important in character design. You should be able to tell at a glance who every character is just by their silhouette. This tells you that even when they're fully lit, the details just are not that important, so why torture yourself with them?
Finally, let your characters tell you how they dress. You don't dress them. They dress themselves. They also furnish their own living space, and cook their own food. This is all to say that you shouldn't separate your visuals - your character design, your environment design - from your writing. It is all an expression of character and world-building. If you do those well, you will design well. Just keep your own opinions out of it, really. You get a little bit of input when you're designing the characters that want to look sexy; otherwise you defer to them, the world, and the story :) But you get one special favourite, as a treat.
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Just like all my other stories, this has not been proofread, but please enjoy.
Warnings: Some swearing.
Gifs & photos do not belong to me. 1st gif @orange-catsidy
WC: 1321
I wanted nothing more than to punch the closet wall after Adam came and talked to me.
"How you holding up, man?" He clasped his hand on my shoulder.
"Fine. Why?" His hand dropped from my shoulder. "You haven't heard?"
"Heard what, Adam?"
So he told me.
"Wait, wait, wait. Why are you telling me all of this? She can date anyone who she wants. Her and I are over."
Adam just stared at me, slowly blinking.
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"Jay, I know for a damn fact that you are not over her. Why the hell are you lying to me?"
"I am not lying to you. We are done. Remember, she left me." I poked his chest, and he swatted my hand away.
"Jay, I am just worried about you. I have never seen you so happy." I didn't say anything to him. I just told him that I was fine and walked away, replaying our conversation over and over again in my head.
I turned a corner that hardly anyone went down, and I really had to hold myself back from punching the wall.
I thought back to that night she left me. Her and I were together for years, perfectly content and happy in our relationship.
That was until I started to work with Shayna. Her and I were getting close. Not romantically, but it did look like that on the outside if you were looking in.
Shayna had great concerns about Nick being on TV, so I decided to take him under my wing. Soon, Shayna became a part of my faction, and many fans saw her and I getting involved romantically.
Mother Wayne and I, being the perfect parents to Nick as they saw it. But I am not trying to take over the role of his father in real life, and I had the love of a good woman at home who was not a part of the wrestling world.
She brought me back down to reality when I live in a world of stories or altered reality, where I am Christian Cage. When I am with her, I am just Jay.
She voiced her concerns after seeing photos of Shayna and I together, but her and I talked, and I thought I put her mind at ease.
Hell, I even had her meet Shayna, and the two of them seemed to hit it off. I thought this was all past us.
Until the night she left me.
I came home, and her bags were packed. She was sitting on the couch in her favourite spot. The TV wasn't on. She wasn't looking at her phone. She was sitting in almost pitch black, except for the lamp that was on.
"What is all this? We going on a trip?" Sometimes she likes to suprise me with trips.
"You lied to me, Jay. This whole time."
"What are you talking about, baby?" I was so confused. I took a few steps towards her, but she held up her hand, asking me to stop, which I did. I didn't want to upset her anymore.
I didn't notice the paper on the coffee table, but that was until she flipped it over.
I grabbed the paper, and I could see it was a photo she printed. It was a photo of Shayna and I sitting next to one another in a restaurant, I was leaning in whispering something in her ear, and her hand was on my knee. What you couldn't see was Nick and Austin, as they were on the opposite side of us.
"I am done looking like a fool, William."
Fuck, my first legal name.
"Baby, this photo looks like something it isn't. Her and I were with Nick and Austin. We are just friends."
"Yeah, you and I were just friends once. I am done. I can't handle this anymore. If you want to be with Shanya, I will not stop you."
I tried to stop her from leaving. I really did, but once I saw the tears in her eyes, I let her go. I watched from the living room window get in her cousins car and drive off.
Leaving me alone in what was once our home.
It has been a few days since Adam told me that she was going on a date with someone from her work. I even asked him how he found out.
"Beth. They still talk." Of course, Beth. I should have known.
I was in a meeting with Austin, Nick, and Shayna, but my focus was somewhere else. After Adam told me, i thought about going to her cousins place. I even drove down to the street, but I sat in my car, wondering what the hell I was even doing.
She was the one who broke up with me.
She is the one who didn't want to listen to me.
But as the days went on, memories came back to me. Every single one, from the good to the bad ones.
"I have to get her back." I said out loud, startling the other three people in the room.
They knew her, and I broke up. They didn't say anything as I stood up and grabbed my jacket and phone, rushing out of the building, towards my car.
I already knew where she would be. It is Saturday, and she usually is at the book store around this time.
I pulled in front of her favourite bookstore, just in time to see her walk out the door.
Even as I got out of the car, I knew this was insane, but I had to go get her back. I called out her name, running towards her.
Startled, she looked up at the sound of something calling her name. Her eyes widened when she saw it was me.
"Jay." She said my name. Oh, how I have missed the sound of her voice.
"Can we talk." I said. She bit her lip, thinking it over, and then she shook her head no.
"Jay, I am meeting someone."
"I know, please, this won't take more than ten minutes." I pleaded.
"Fine."
I walked her towards my car, not wanting to do this in public.
I finally stopped in a random parking lot.
"Jay, what do you want to talk about?"
"I know you have a date with someone from your work."
"This is what this is about? Jay, I don't have time for this."
"Yes, please let me explain that photo. You didn't let me that night."
"I don't want to hear about you and Shayna."
"There is no Shayna and I! There never has been. I was whispering about a gift I got you. I didn't want Austin and Nick to know who was sitting at the table because Nick couldn't keep a secret and would just blurt it out."
"That doesn't explain why her hand was on your knee, Jay."
"She slapped my knee when she heard about the gift. She was excited for you."
"And what did you get me?" She crossed her arms over her chest
"I was able to take two months off. I got us a trip to Europe."
"What?" She sounded stunned.
I cupped her face in my hands, and she leaned into my hand. "It was an early anniversary gift. Just you and I, in Europe."
"I am an idiot." She said. "I ruined us."
"We can still be together. Let's start where we left off. I want you to come home with me."
"Jay, I got jealous for no reason."
I kissed her lips gently, wanting nothing more than to deepen the kiss.
"I see why you did, but nothing is and never will be going on between Shayna and I. You are the only one for me. I love you, baby."
"I love you too, Jay."
"Good. Now, text that guy and let him know the date is canceled."
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Summary: Accidental confession of love, drunk style with Chuuya Nakahara
CW: Mentions of illegal activity, mafia people, mentions of violence/murder, alcohol and drunkenness
Pairings: Chuuya x Reader, Chuuya x Wine
Author's Note: I think this may be the longest fic yet.  As per the poll (which I had to delete as it wouldn’t let me edit it argh), Chuuya’s next.  I wanted to try my hand at the drunken confession of love trope because I think it’s super cute and what better person to write it with than our favourite wine-loving mafioso? :))))
Not proofread :P
Hope you guys like it.
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As long as you’d been in the mafia, you’d always ended a job by going to the bar. You needed something to take the edge off, especially after doing what you did for a living.  You didn’t drink to forget, it wasn’t like that, you just needed something to help you relax a little after the strain of your profession.
The Eden was a popular mafia haunt, close to the main headquarters and relatively free of normal civilians.  Aware of their frequent customers, the bartenders were discreet, never prying.  Plus, the drinks there were very good quality.  Usually, it was fairly quiet, allowing people to sit in their own thoughts, or have calm conversations.  Unless, of course, people were celebrating a particularly big job, or, a certain mafioso had had too much to drink.
It had been a quiet night when you had arrived at The Eden, having just come back from a job in the city of Osaka.  The job in question was attending a negotiation on behalf of the mafia, with a rival organisation.  The organisation had been causing the mafia more than a few inconveniences over the past few weeks, attempting to take some territory and establish themselves.  Keyword: attempting.  The group had so far been unsuccessful, but the Port Mafia’s resources were being wasted so you were sent to deal with it.  Your orders had been to try to negotiate a peace by absorbing the group, but, if that was a failure, to eradicate them. 
It had been a failure.  Not for lack of trying, though.  You really did try to get them to surrender, but to no avail.  So you spent the rest of the weekend getting rid of them.  A tedious task considering you had to find all the small bases the gang had all over the Osaka prefecture.  
So, as soon as you got back, you went straight to the bar.  Exhausted, you had sat down on a stool, hoping for a quiet night.  You ordered a drink.  You drank it all.  You ordered another.  As you raised the glass to your lips, your drinking was disrupted by a fellow mafioso sitting down next to you.
“(YYYYY/NNNNNN) hiiiiii,” the ginger man slurred, as he took a swig of the bottle of very expensive Domaine Leroy Musigny Grand Cru.  He looked drunk out of his mind, completely pissed. You looked to the bartender for help.  He simply shrugged and started attending to the other customers, leaving you to deal with the inebriated executive, Chuuya Nakahara.
The two of you had been friends for a while now and, as such, it was often you who had to deal with his low alcohol tolerance.  Despite being from different factions, you working under Kouyou and Chuuya leading his own faction as an executive, the two of you managed to form an unlikely friendship, bonding over your mutual love of the drink.  You frequently met at the bar and, when you didn’t plan to meet up, you ended up bumping into each other anyway.
And that led you to where you are now. Seated next to Chuuya, who was clearly drunk as a skunk. Drunk Chuuya was never boring, but he was always a handful.  Sometimes he was an angry drunk (particularly when a certain bandaged idiot was mentioned), sometimes he was a sleepy drunk and sometimes, more often than not as of recent, he was a happy, excitable drunk.  He was like that tonight.
“You’re ba-” hic “back! It feels like aaaggggeeessssss since I’ve seen you”  He practically screamed in your face.  The people in The Eden barely even flinched, used to Chuuya’s outbursts and ‘merry’ state.  Even if they had been bothered by the fiery red-head, they would never dare stand against their superior, an incredibly powerful skill-user.  
“Yes, I’m back, but it’s only been 4 days since I’ve seen you Nakahara-san,” you responded curtly, formally, trying to calm him down.
“That is a REALLY long time.” Clearly, it didn’t work.  He didn’t even notice your formal tone or the fact you were not referring to him by his given name.
“I’m here now, though,” you offered, hoping to quiet him this time. 
“Yeah, I guess you are.” Chuuya smiled dreamily, eyes pointed not at you, but through you, his mind clearly elsewhere.  Suddenly, he became quiet.  Leaning in towards you, he rested his head on your shoulder.  “I missed you.”
That shocked you.  Chuuya was rarely vocal about his deeper emotions.  He could be openly angry all day long, but he was rarely so soft, so affectionate.  It threw you off, feelings you had been burying rising to the surface.  You admitted, if only to yourself, that you were quite fond of your drinking buddy.  Over the years, the two of you had become a source of comfort for one another and you could no longer deny the desire you had for him.  
You had learned to push those feelings aside in favour of not losing him as a friend.  Positive he did not like you in return, you were content being his friend, being a source of comfort for him as he was for you.  Besides, he was your superior, although not the one you worked under, which would mean that your relationship would be beyond complicated.
Yet you couldn’t stop your heart from racing at the tenderness in his voice.
“I missed you too Chuuya,” you replied in a similarly hushed tone, blood rushing to your cheeks as they exploded in a burst of crimson.
“Gah! You don’t get iiiitt!” The ginger wailed as he abruptly wrenched his head off of you, throwing it on the table in frustration.
What?
Confused, you took a minute to allow yourself to process his words.  Didn’t get what?  Was there something else you were supposed to be understanding? Or was the reaction just a result of his drunkenness?  It certainly seemed to be the case, considering the highly feared, highly respected executive of the Port Mafia was now throwing a tantrum, banging on the bar and mumbling nonsense.  He had become a toddler.
“Chuuya,” you started, again making an attempt to calm him down, “What’s wrong? What don’t I get?”
“It doesn’t matter anymore...” He slouched more, bringing the now-empty bottle of wine to his lips and blowing into it to make noises.  It seemed his frustrations had turned into a huff.  Chuuya was looking anywhere but at you.
“Chu, you’re clearly upset.  You have to tell me otherwise I won’t be able to help you.”  You brought your hand gently to his shoulder, thumb tenderly caressing it.  At this point, he was worrying you.  Not only had he never been this forthcoming with his emotions, you had never seen him this drunk either.  
“Forget I said anything. Doesn’t matter anyway.  I shouldn’t have said anything,” Chuuya whined, trying to bury his head further into the bar counter, still evading your gaze.  “You don’t care about me at all.”
That was it.  Time to cut him off and take him home and you told him as much. You called a car to take the two of you to his apartment. Although he protested, writhing out of your grasp any chance he could get, in the state he was in, he was too weak to put up any actual fight against you.  You knew he wouldn’t hurt you either, as you dragged him out of The Eden and practically shoved him into the backseat of the car before informing the driver of your desired location.  
The two of you sat in silence for the entirety of the ride.  Chuuya was sat, leaning towards the window, arms crossed, lips pouting, clearly still upset about getting set home.  You, on the other hand, could not take your eyes off of him.  He was clearly really upset, in a way you had not witnessed before, and you were unsure of what you could do to help.
The car came to a stop and, once again, you had to drag Chuuya all the way up to his lavish, extortionately priced apartment.  Once you got to the apartment, however, you faced a different problem.  While back at the bar and all throughout the car journey, Chuuya had been pushing you away, now he was reluctant to let go.
“Stay here.” His grip on you was iron, surprising you as moments before you were able to drag him about so easily.  The plan had been to leave once you had gotten Chuuya safely into his apartment, but now you felt the need to get to the bottom of his odd behaviour.  His erratic and odd actions were causing you to be frustrated now.
“What on earth is going on with you?” You raised your voice, probably a little louder than you should have, considering how drunk he was and how he winced at the volume of your words.  “I can’t help you if you don’t tell me what the problem is.  I know you’re upset and I know you’re not used to talking about this sort of thing, but we’ve been friends for a while now, right? You can talk to me about this, that’s what friends are f-”
“We’re not friends!” Your heart clenched at the words, not once did you imagine Chuuya ever being so cruel.  His eyes widened as he registered the shock and sorrow on your face.  “Wait, that’s not what I- I mean that I- I,” he struggled to get the words out, still clearly intoxicated.  “I just meant that I don’t want to be friends anymore.”
“Okay, if that’s what you want.” You meant it.  If that’s what would make him happy, you would learn to live without him.
Chuuya groaned beside you, banging his head against the wall.  “That’s not what I meant! GAH! Why don’t you get it? Why don’t you understannnd?” And he was back to whining like a child.
“Help me understand then.  Make me understand.” Suddenly, his lips were on yours.  It was sloppy and messy and he didn’t really get you exactly on the lips, but it was Chuuya and he was kissing you and your brain was pretty much no longer functioning.  He rested a hand on your waist, pulling you closer to him.  The other, he used to cup your face.  You rested your own hands on his shoulders, still dazed.  The two of you broke apart slowly.
“I don’t want to be friends anymore.”
Oh.
Oh.
It seemed you finally understood.  As you leaned into him closer, foreheads touching, gazing into his eyes, you let your arms wrap around his neck, holding him close.
“I don’t want to be friends either.”
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Hey! You're my go-to blog when it comes to Gale. I love your meta about him, your insight and your knowledge of his character. This being said, I'd like to know your opinion of this line in his romance:
“To know you love me for the man I am, and not the magic I command... None have loved me so purely before.”
Do you think he's talking about romantic love here? Because his mother and Tara clearly love him for the person he is, too. Or are his insecurities and the idea of himself so strong that he can't see this? Thank you in advance, have a great evening!
thank you so much! 🖤
personally, i do think that he does mean this in a romantic context.
HOWEVER, having said that, i do think there are different insecurities woven into his perception of relationships that venture outside of his worth due to magic, and into his worth as a person who is in need of help and support - yet considering the core of why that is, they are also connected.
what i mean by that is that there are moments in particular that make me believe he feels a burden to people, because he is in need of help and - from his perception - makes others 'work' to help him, he asks a "sacrifice" of people (needing magical artefact so he consume the weave inside to stabilise the netherese orb) that is so great in his eyes that he feels the need to convince them that said sacrifice is worth the "investment".
i realise this is sort of going in two directions, but i don't think i can answer this differently so i hope you'll bear with me for a bit:
i'll try to look at the relationships you mentioned in your ask separately to illustrate what exactly i mean.
1. from what little we do know about morena, nearly every time she is mentioned it's made clear that she truly and unequivocally loves gale, and i do believe gale is aware that she loves him, too - and really, truly just for him.
we have these two convos with tara that highlight how that love (both are from gale's origin playthrough):
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Tara the Tressym: Well, if it isn't my favourite fellow himself. Gale: How are things back in Waterdeep? Tara the Tressym: More or less the same - though news of some mad faction calling themselves 'Absolutists' is starting to trickle in. Tara the Tressym: I told your mother not to worry. That if they were anything to worry about, Baldur's Gate would handle things quick-sharp. Keep them from spreading their tendrils north. She still wants to know when she'll see you again, sir. I avoid giving any answers. But she misses you. Gale: I miss her too. Tara the Tressym: I'll tell her. With my Cat Flap of Displacement, I can afford the occasional visit. I'd bring you along, if I could. Perhaps some day. - Gale: I can't risk putting her in danger. Tara the Tressym: I know that, but she doesn't. She'd keel over if she knew just how you'd tried to manipulate the Weave. Or maybe she'd just say something like, 'My Gale always was one to make the impossible possible.' Oh, but she adores you.
and this one from act ii:
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Gale: Will you love me when I'm a mind flayer? Tara the Tressym: Depends. Are mind flayers warm-blooded? If so, my prize napping spot on your lap won't be compromised. In which case, I suppose we could find an accord. And, of course, your mother would still think you a prince, no matter how many tentacles you had. And with a nautiloid, you may even manage to visit her more often.
from the one tiny snippet (that is still bugged) in which gale mentions his mother to the player character, he seems quite assured in that love his mother has for him as well:
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Player: So your last name is Dekarios? Gale: It is. Courtesy of my mother, the inimitable, dare I say it sometimes unavoidable, Morena Dekarios. It's been so long since I've used it. 'Gale Dekarios' cut a poor figure next to the wizard prowess of 'Gale of Waterdeep'. [...] - Player: Doesn't your matter mind? Gale: Oh, she's happy if I'm happy. Morena couldn't care one jot what I call myself. Tara's the real stickler for using it. Has done since I summoned her. I'd prefer you not follow her exmaple, if that's all the same to you. 'Gale' is more than sufficient.
she's happy if he's happy.
i think the only thing that detrimental to the relationship with his mother is the orb, the shame he feels over what has happened and fearing he may put her in danger. which, sadly, is a valid concern to have. these fears aren't only echoed in the conversations with tara. we have this bit from the same conversation as well:
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Player: You’re right. Just 'Gale’ is better. Gale: I agree. And on the plus side, if I get myself into any truly cataclysmic straits during the remainder of our journey, my family name will go untarnished.
his family name will go untarnished and with that, his mother's name.
this is more speculative, but in another meta i mentioned that i do believe that gale's father left the family at some point, abandoning morena and gale. his father also is not mentioned in the letter from elminster in god!gale's ending:
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this could of course be meaningless and his father simply may not have been there at this point in time, but i think this overall goes with the theme of an absent father and it may have brought gale and morena even closer.
2. tara herself doesn't let gale doubt her love him when the game allows her to be there.
she is extremely quick to try and beat any and all self-deprecating remarks gale may make. she is aghast at mystra's demands to the point of saying that she is considering picking up a crossbow to "put the gods" out of "our business." she's always been there for him, and she always will be. she's his longest friend and companion, as well as colleague.
i've picked a another example here to illustrate what i mean:
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this very sadly appears to be cut content (tara was supposed to be there for a companion gale as well), but:
Gale: You seem to have fared well enough without me, Tara. You look positively prosperous. Gale: Or should I say, positively proser-puss! Ha! Tara the Tressym: No, you should not say that ever again. Gale: Apologies! Couldn't help myself. Tara the Tressym: True enough. That's why I came looking - to help, if I could. Gale: I have not failed to notice. I truly do not deserve such loyal companionship. Tara the Tressym: Yes, you do.
unfortunately, like i said, tara as gale's familiar and companion was cut from the final version of the game, so while we do know that gale is aware of all that tara has done for him (considering the conversation from the tiefling party, helping him through his isolation, finding out what his condition needs to be treated, getting magical artefacts for him, etc.), we have act iii companion gale saying this:
Gale: Tara remains as wilfull as ever, but I'm glad you've finally made her acquaintance. Given the length of my time away, I feared she might have given up on me. I should have known better - she'd never do such a thing.
while this is not gale thinking tara doesn't love him for who he is, it is very much gale thinking that tara may have given up on him because of their time apart.
there are definitely insecurities lurking there in the vein of "i cost her so much effort and so much work, so maybe now that i've been away for so long, she's finally had enough."
it's very sad to see.
3. when gale talks about previous lovers he has this to say:
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Player: Gale, am I the first... mortal being you've been with? Gale: What a question... Gale: No, you are not the first. Though you are the first since my relationship with Mystra came to its ignominous end. Gale: When the true danger posed by my condition became apparent, I had no choice but to sequester myself away from civilised society. A reclusive wizard - who'd have thought? Gale: After so long with Mystra, I have to say the pleasures of mortal love are much sweeter than I remember. Though perhaps that's simply because it's with you.
this tells us that he must have had at least one lover before. yet, and that is where the quote in your ask is from, he also says this:
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Player: What does our relationship mean to you? Gale: You must know, our relationship is the brightest spot in our otherwise bleak endeavour. Gale: To know you love me for the man I am, and not the magic I command... None have loved me so purely before. Gale: You are everything to me, and yet our relationship is only a nascent fraction of what it will become. You give me hope, and I've not had that in some time.
i think we can extrapolate from that that not only his relationship with mystra made him feel these insecurities, but that the relationships he had previous may have also fed into this perception of his worth as a romantic partner is tied to his magical abilities.
it's not hard to imagine: waterdeep is very much a city of intrigue. gale was not only a graduate of blackstaff academy, but a powerful archwizard and a chosen of mystra.
4. lastly, i want to talk a bit more about what i said in the beginning and when i talked about tara and companion!gale: that gale feels he is a burden / an investment.
it's already reflected a bit in the way that he believes his relationship with tara has deteriorated in act iii simply because of the distance between them now that he has been away from waterdeep for a prolonged amount of time.
the first time you can get a sense for this aspect of gale is when you agree right away to help him with his condition. there's a prolonged amount of silence and it's clear on his face that he didn't expect you to agree so quickly and without needing to be persuaded.
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Gale: Thank you. I see my trust in you was not misplaced! Gale: I'm sure we won't have to look very far to find what I need: Faerûn overflows with magic-infused treasure. Gale: As do our packs, as a matter of fact. We've such an item already in our possession, primed for the moment the need arises. Gale: I know the allure magic artefacts hold. I understand their value and their power. All this to say: I understand the sacrifice I ask of you.
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Player: No. If you aren't willing to tell me the truth, I'm not helping you. Gale: I understand that I'm asking for a lot, but I can't tell you everything.
he makes sure to thank the player deeply every time they do give him an artefact, bowing to them, citing their "boundless kindness" and it's also why he is also quick to reassure them that there will be an upside for them, making this "sacrifice" for his sake.
gale's power and knowledge and skills as a wizard.
he is useful and he can make himself useful.
your "investment" in him now will be "worth" the return later.
in conclusion, i hope now it's clearer why i felt like i had to bring these two things together. i believe they are clearly interwoven with each other.
also sorry for rambling! this got away from me a bit. 🖤
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@fe-oc-week day 1 - introductions !
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this is my best friend forever, florence von giselle !
Gender: Female
Race: Human
Birthday: 13th December
Fódlan birthday: 13th of the Ethereal Moon; Imperial Year 1161
Age: 18-19
Relatives: Mylan Von Giselle (Father)
Celeste Von Giselle (Mother)
Nationality: Adrestian Empire (Exiled)
Hometown: Dukedom of Giselle, which has since been merged with Hrym territory.
Residence: Garreg Mach Monastery
Factions: Ivory Swans
Occupations: Heir of House Giselle
Personal Ability: Ghostly Seance - Once per game + if unit is at max HP, able to revive any 1 fallen ally. [This only works if the revived unit fell during that specific battle, and the unit will also go back to being dead once the battle ends!]
Early Life:
Florence is the only child and heir to House Giselle. She’s childhood friends with Lindhardt, Bernadetta and Lysithea.
In 1167 during the Insurrection of the Seven, House Giselle along with House Hrym tried to secede from the Empire and join the Leicester Alliance. Working with the neighbouring House Ordelia, Hrym and Giselle raised an insurrection, but the Empire swiftly suppressed it. In retaliation for the uprising, Hrym’s main genetic line was eradicated. Four years later, House Giselle was found to have also colluded with Ordeila and Hyrm and were exiled from the Adrestrian Empire. Her family secretly relocated to Ordelia territory.
House Giselle is not noted as one of the seven involved in the Insurrection of the Seven as, after their exiling, all records of the House were destroyed.
Two years later, she developed an illness that took the life of her mother and left Florence bedridden for several years. While she eventually regained mobility, her legs remain very weak.
Personality:
Hating battles and loving peace and quiet, Florence does her best to avoid the harsh realities of the world, often idling about in escapist activities such as reading, composing or looking for ghosts. Her interest in seances and the occult stemming from the loss of her mother at a young age, and her desire to talk to her once more.
Despite being the heir to House Giselle, Florence has little love for her House, as it has lost all political and social standing due to their role in the Insurrection of the Seven. She often expresses guilt and remorse for her fathers actions, believing that the exiling of her House was the catalyst for all of her grievances in life. Due to her house being banished from the Empire and forced into hiding, not only was she separated from her home and her friends, but they were also unable to treat the sickness that took her mother’s life and left her bedridden for many years. In fact, in a majority of her endings, she abandons her claim to House Giselle altogether. Good for her!!
Lost Items:
A Planchette: A pointer made for a board used to contact ghosts. It probably belongs to someone who enjoys the occult.
Late Return Notice: A request letter from the library asking for a late book to be returned. It probably,y belongs to someone who frequents the library.
A Piece of Unfinished Music: An unfinished sheet of music. It probably belongs to someone who enjoys composing.
Quotes:
Choir Practice: “Hmm… I wonder if I could incorporate this melody into- Oh. My apologies, Professor.”
Cooking: “I’m quite useless at cooking, my mother always used to say I could burn an empty pan,”
Counsellor:
“Whenever I try to talk to someone about ghosts, they get scared and run away. I don’t mean to scare anyone, I just want to talk about my interests.”
“There’s a restricted section of the library that has all the interesting books locked away. How would I gain access to them without being expelled?”
“It’s my fathers fault that our House fell into ruin. I have no desire to inherit a House so wrought with disappointment and betrayal.” (war phase)
Dining Hall:
Favourite dish: “I haven’t eaten this since I was a child, how lovely.”
Neutral dish: “I usually just bring my food back to the library with me…”
Disliked dish: “I think I left something… somewhere. I should go.”
With Edelgard:
(Before C Support)
Edelgard: How are you liking your food, Florence?
Florence: It’s… fine. I’m sorry, I think I hear someone calling for me.
(After C Support)
Edelgard: Florence, I hear that you like to compose music! You must show me your work some time
Florence: I suppose I could…
With Jeritza:
Jeritza: …
Florence: …
Recruitment:
Requirements not met: “Sorry Professor, I have some books that I have to return to the library urgently. If I’m late again they might ban me.”
Requirements met: “Professor, I have a request…”
Accept: “Wonderful. I have heard your classroom is haunted. Is that true?”
Decline: “Oh. alright then…”
Gift:
Favourite: “For me? Are you sure?”
Neutral: “This is nice”
Disliked: “Oh… alright.”
Lost Item:
Not theirs: “That’s not mine. I’m afraid you’ll have to keep looking.”
Theirs: “Oh, you found it! I wondered where it had gotten to.”
Tea Party:
General: “Next time you should come to one of my seances. You can still bring the tea if you like.”
Favourite Tea: “Ah, this smell reminds me of being a child,”
Favourite Teas: Angelica Tea, Crescent-Moon Tea, Lavender Blend, Mint Leaves
Introducing own topic:
“I once spoke with a ghost who sounded a lot like you, Professor.”
“While I enjoy composing, I’m not a fan of singing or dancing myself. I’ll leave all that to the professionals.”
“You don’t get scared when I talk about ghosts, that’s what makes you different from the others around here.”
“Staying in the library past curfew wouldn’t get me in trouble, would it?”
“The things you might have heard about my House, I would prefer if you forgot all of it. People like to exaggerate…”
“Have you ever seen a ghost, Professor?”
Observe:
*humming* “Hm? Oh, it’s just… a song I’m working on.”
“Please don’t stare at me,”
End: “I had fun, thank you very much. I hope you invite me again soon.”
this ended up ridiculously long so if u made it this far tysm i love you
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It’s time to break open this relic and get stuck into building an army for Warhammer: The Old World!
I’ve had this Warhammer Fantasy 6th Edition starter set for years, and was waiting for the right time to open it, that time has come as I’ve been really enjoying seeing all TOW armies springing up everywhere. This was the set that got me into Warhammer almost 25 years ago, and the two armies inside (The Empire and Orcs & Goblins) have always been my favourite factions for that reason.
I do have a large Orcs & Goblins army, but never managed to paint an Empire army fully, so now is the time to achieve that hobby goal!
I’ll be painting the army in the classic colour scheme of Talabheim, as that was what drew me all those years ago. The Orcs will be painted in the classic scheme too, but Empire will be the main focus for the next while.
Can’t wait to get the army started!
Happy Hobbying,
Dave
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thesunfyre4446 · 2 months
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Hi, I wanted to say that I love this blog and just have a quick ask for you
According to Corlys, "History remembers names, not blood"
So according to this, Aegon came out of the war better than Rhaenyra did, since even though her bloodline continued, his name was recorded as King (with Helaena and Alicent both recorded as the true Queens, I will never shut up about that)
So every time TB says "Nyra's bloodline continued on" and then uses Corlys's line to say "the Strong boys were accepted" it's contradictory.
You are my favourite HotD tumblr acc so I thought I'd run this by you.
Thanks!
thank you so much! that's so kind!!!!!!
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according to corlys's logic - since aegon was the one history remembered as king while rhaenyra was never acknowledged he's the "true winner".
this is how they are remembered :"Traitors have always paid with their lives ... even Rhaenyra Targaryen. She was daughter to one king and mother to two more yet she died a traitor's death for trying to usurp her brother's crown."
"Helaena and Alicent both recorded as the true Queens, I will never shut up about that" - ME TOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
yeah haha saying that blood doesn't matter & also rhaenyra won because her bloodline survived is def contradictory ... [but there is a TB faction that supports rhaenyra as queen with aegon iii as her heir and not jace, so i guess it makes sense for them.]
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All of my Ninjago AUs because I am insane & autistic + it's fun
(disclaimer, a vast majority of these focus on cole brookstone because favouritism bias)
My Nonexistant Friend - Ghost!Cole AU where Day of the Departed...did not end so well. He's trapped in the Airjitzu Temple and is effectivly erased from existance. He suffers in nonexistant puragtory for 300 years until Lloyd's future students move in and the Master of Earth of this new era befriends the ghost. Fluff, feels & the power of friendship ensue
Perma Ghost - Ninjago but Cole remains a ghost. To prevent him from fading he anchors himself to friendship bracelets all the ninja + Wu & Pixal wear. He can't stray to far from anyone wearing a friendship bracelet but he doesn't mind he's always with a friend.
Curseworlds - Possession bad end, heavily inspired by The Star from Fionna & Cake. The Preeminent has won and has cursed all the realms and ghosts torment the remaining living souls. A small faction of survivors is fighting to take out the Queen of the Cursed, but it's very difficult with her two princes causing havoc. Anyone order evil Sandstorm?
Reverse - An alt Ninjago where Wu was bit by the Great Devourer instead of Garmadon. Wu becomes an evil dictator, Ninjago is in a lawless era, the og ninja are all traumatised child soldiers made to do Wu's bidding, Garmadon and a few familiar faces are fighting back.
Genderswap - As it says, everyone is genderswapped. But it's like Fionna & Cake where some stuff is different because of the swapped genders.
Elemental Anacondrai - Chen decides to be extra twisted and mark all the loosers of the Tournament with the Anacondrai Mark as a sign of ownership. When the cult is transformed into Anacondrai, they too. So for the last two episodes of ToE, Skylor, Karlof, Gravis, Bolobo, Ash, Cole, Jacob, Chamile & Tox are turned into Anacondrai.
Constrictai!Cole - Cole isn't dehypnotised at the end of Home and is taken prisoner by the Hypnobrai. When the Fangpyre are free and team up with the Hypnobrai, Skales has them turn Cole into a Serpentine. He ends up a Constrictai. The ninja end up rescueing him durring Can of Worms, remove the hypnotism with some anti-venom tea, and now Cole must adjust to his new reptilian body. Lots of Glacier
Lost But Never Found - AU where Cole ends up in the Land of Lost things after running away from his school. He becomes a Finder and is living his best life with his new found family. Sora also ends up there after running away and Cole adopts her
Vampire!Cole - Cole ends up becoming a vampire after getting attacked by one. Lots of hyjinks & vampire hunting (hunting other vampires, not Cole)
Wu Adopts Cole - Wu finds Cole a lot earlier then canon, at 10 years old. He's an orphan, his mum passed from illness and his dad drank himself to death. Wu raises Cole, trains him in his Elemental Power, very wholesome Dad Wu stuff.
Amphibijago - Ninjago + Amphibia crossover. Cole, Kai and Jay take the places of the Calamity Girls and end up in Amphibia. Cole ends up with the frogs, Kai ends up with the toads, Jay ends up with the newts. What could go wrong
The Oni House - Ninjago + The Owl House, basically the Owl House but with Ninjago characters. Cole is a troubled teen about to be sent off to a performing arts boarding school when he ends up in a realm of witches, demons and magic after wandering through a portal. There he meets Lord Garmadon, the most powerful witch on the Boiling Isles and his baby dragon demon Rocky. Lava time
Ninja in Eorzea - Ninjago + FFXIV. The ninja play the criticly acclaimed MMORPG Final Fantasy XIV with an extended free trail with unlimited playtime that allows them to play the award winning expansions Heavensward and Stormblood, and they get suckef in...litterally like Prime Empire.
Miraculous: Tales of Firefly & Charcole Cat - Ninjago + Miraculous. Ninjago City is being ravaged by supervillains created by someone known as the Dark Lord. But new heros have arisen, known as Firefly & Charcole Cat, ready to protect the city from the Dark Lord while trying to balance school & dating. HONEYCOMB MY OTP
Age of Elements - My original Ninjago story set 300 years after canon. Lloyd is training 7 new ninja, the Elemental Masters of Fire, Earth, Wind, Nature, Water, Lightning and Ice to protect the world because a prophetic vision of the furure said so. He's trying his best to make sure they aren't super traumatised by having them keep their ninja identity a secret, not keeping secrets about the FSM family lore, having them go to school, but trauma as a Ninja is a canon event. Got 18 seasons planned and counting
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