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[bitegore]

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[forgetful-river]

Kitty Pryde and Illyana Rasputin from X-Men

I couldn't figure out a way to incorporate the dragon but I am so intrigued by the dragon, it's such a funny design element

[l-747]

alr HNK oc from a random rocck i found in the sand my parents have to make cement to make a house (very specific but yea (hunting for rocks is so god damn fun i love it so much doing it since i was 10i would recommend

[lovesickeros]

can.. can I ask for an affectionate reader with characters who aren’t normally like… used to the love? like, not just through words but physical affection like hand-holding, kisses, hugs, all that shebang. probably with a few people like yelan, ei, basically any character that is either cut-off from society or seems socially distant or isolated. 😞

☆ affectionate reader with yelan, ei, & furina

[ 4.2 Archon Quest spoilers ]

× yelan

Varies between how you display your affection, to be honest. Just like being affectionate with people? She's cool with it as long as you don't pop by while she's working (mostly because she'll end up dragging you into it for a bit of fun). I don't think she's all that touchy feely herself, but she'll absolutely get you gifts instead– like pretty knick nacks? She'll make sure to snag any she thinks you might like. Like a good meal? Sure, she'll take you out to one of the restaurants in the city, doesn't matter how expensive. Her treat. If you do prefer physical gifts rather then being taken out, you'll eventually get used to the random unmarked letters and packages showing up where your staying pretty often. It's obvious to know who it came from even if she never signs anything.

Flirty reader, though? Whole nother can of worms and now it's a challenge. The more confident you are the more interested she is. The other acolytes would absolutely seethe at the idea but she has no hesitation at just straight up flirting back– she's as charismatic as they come and she's got a poker face that's basically impenetrable. She'll probably also make a bet to see who cracks first (she always wins, unsurprisingly). Probably won't get dragged into any of her schemes this way but if you ask politely maybe she'll consider it, anyway.

The smell of freshly brewed tea and the clatter of dice across wood was a common sight at the Yanshang Teahouse– less common was the woman secluded in the far corner, her lips pulled into a grin that flashed fangs and a look that would scare off the most confident of men.

She'd normally try to scope out any new blood that'd made the mistake of stepping into her teahouse and was equally stupid enough to accept a gamble against her just for the thrill of it, but she was far too absorbed in the warm body at her side, one of her die clasped tightly in their hand as she guided them through the motions– they had a knack for it, she had to admit. The thought made her preen, the clatter of the die as it rolled across the table giving her that subtle, familiar rush.

Even if she knew exactly where it'd land.

"Six. Hm, maybe you're just lucky," She muses, plucking the die from the table and holding it up to her eye like a prized jewel, "Or maybe you're not as innocent as you'd have us believe." There's a sharp glint in her eyes at the prospect, but everyone else has the sense to keep their heads down and their words to themselves as she tosses the die herself.

"So why don't we find out and make a bet, just between you and me?"

× ei

Varies between Ei and the Shogun, because you'll probably be seeing either as much as the other. Sometimes you gotta really squint to tell who it is sometimes, but you get used to it. Both are fairly similar, though, in that their first instinct (especially in public) is to tense up like you're about to attack them or something. Difference is Ei eventually relaxes after a solid minute of trying to process your sudden affection and, if no one else is around, she might even reciprocate. Just don't tease her for being a little stiff and awkward about it, she's trying. That's what happens when your only company is a robot and uh. Nothing. For like 500 years. She's trying. Raiden, on the other hand, is just about as awkward as you can imagine. She's polite (blunt) about it because Ei is fond of you and also you are. The Creator. But she's not really built to deal with personal relationships and so she doesn't know how to deal with affection.

..Depending on what you do you may or may not blue screen Ei hard enough that she retreats back to PoE

Ei usually isn't fond of sitting still, unless it's to meditate. At least then she goes in with a purpose, something to achieve– but now, she's just focused on trying not to make a fool of herself. Her muscles are starting to ache from how hard she's tensing, though, in an effort to sit as straight and still as possible as their hands glide through her hair, weaving it into a single braid.

She can just barely hear the subtle lilt of their voice as they hum– and though it is soothing, it is also..very distracting. She can't focus long enough to try and meditate, too lost in the gentle rise and fall of their voice and the care they take to braid her hair. If she'd had a heart, she'd sure it'd be beating so wildly against her ribcage they could hear it.

But then it stops– their hands fall back to their sides and their humming falters. She freezes, too, racking her brain for any slights she must have committed. Instead, she is met with a calm, tender touch on the back of her neck, making her inhale sharply.

"Am I making you uncomfortable, Ei? You're so tense.." She has to grit her teeth to stop herself from bowing so low her head presses against the ground, her hands folded in her lap, clenching instinctively. "..No, Divine One." She answers simply, trying to contain the adoration swelling in her chest.

Yet as much as she tries to relax, to ease their worries, she finds that she cannot.

"Hm." That small murmur, a simple sound that nearly made her jump, was the only warning she got before they scooted closer, wrapping their arms around her stomach and resting their chin on her shoulder with a grin she would liken to Miko's, if she dared to make such a comparison. "Really?"

She swears she must've been feverish at the affection, lightheaded and dazed until she thought she might simply perish at the brush of their hands against her own.

Much to her embarrassment, however, she doesn't realize she's instinctively pulled back into Plane of Euthymia until she sees the familiar dull purples engulf her vision once again.

Though only a small solace, it seemed a little..brighter, this time.

× furina

Varies between pre 4.2 and post 4.2 archon quests to be honest.

Pre 4.2 she comes off as very vain– of course the most Divine would see fit to spoil her with affection! She deserves it, and is obviously their favorite! Just don't look too hard because she's terrible at hiding how flustered she actually is. Absolutely goes home right after and screams into her pillow for at least thirty minutes minimum.

Post 4.2 she's a lot more openly bashful and flustered. She's really not used to affection and even the smallest show of it has her folding immediately. Now that she doesn't need to worry about being found out she's a lot more receptive to affection. Cup her cheeks and compliment her and her knees are buckling. Like. Especially weak for compliments and praise (she deserves it. please spoil her).

She swears she must be hallucinating– she had been having trouble sleeping recently. But..no. The visage of the Creator was as real as the sweat beading on her brow as she stared at them for a long, awkward moment. Should..she let them in? But then they'd see the pathetic state she was in, and the last thing she wanted to do was make a fool of herself in front of them-!

Her choice was quickly made for her, anyway, as she let out an undignified squeak of surprise when they suddenly tugged her forward into their chest, enclosing her in a hug.

Her first reaction was to freeze– her second was becoming absolutely flustered, her cheeks flushing a soft pink and her mouth closing and opening as she tried to find her words.

"I– ah..um." She stumbled over her words instead, floundering like a fish out of water. Yet she felt a distinct sense of emptiness wash over her when they finally pulled back, looking a touch sheepish. "Sorry, sorry– you just looked like you needed a hug."

The silence spoke for itself, her shoulders tensing slightly. But the way the concern and affection bled through their voice made her waver, her hands trembling as she let out a shaky breath that almost sounded like a sigh.

"It's..It's fine! Fine, I'm fine." She repeated, trying desperately to ignored the way her voice cracked and how hot her face felt– though it was more an attempt to affirm herself that she was not thinking about how warm they felt, how much she..actually enjoyed the hug. She wasn't thinking about it all! Absolutely not!

..Maybe a little.

"Just warn me next time, please?"

[ty-bayonet-betteridge]

You have Undertale OCs? 👀👀 Tell me more

HI SO. this is from an au where i indulge myself in my ficwriter nature. and make everybody alive. chara never does their plan so they never die so asriel never dies either so asgore never declares war on humanity. and hten i squash the timeline together so all the fallen humans fall within a couple dozen years of each other instead of over probably hundreds of years like they probably do in canon.

Constance AKA Connie, the purple/Perseverance-souled human. they fell at 14 years old and are now 48. considers themself an anthropologist despite no formal training, and has taken particular interest in the role of puzzles in monster society. acts as caretaker of the ruins, viewing it as an important historical site. as seen as they saw a single gray hair they dyed all of it that color so they could tell people they were Mature and Sophisticated now. first person to discover Frisk when they fell, has Zero childrearing instinct so instead of treating them like their kid immediately started treating them as a friend, confidante, and research partner.

Dinah, the yellow/Justice-souled human. she fell at 13 years old and is now 36. she was abused and is very distrustful to humans because of this + experiences with Drew (wait a bit and you'll see.) watches all humans who fall very very Very closely waiting for them to step out of line. one of only four members of the Underground's Royal Guard alongside Undyne, Dogamy, and Dogaressa. Crops up multiple times over Frisk's journey and essentially takes the role of a more openly judgemental Sans. that's a tattoo, not a real scar, don't ask her about it she sort of regrets it. has trouble opening up with new people and only has a few close friends in the Underground.

Emmett, the blue/Integrity-souled human. fell at 11 years old, is now 30. trans man, ran away from home while still in the closet to escape parents he hated. used to do ballet, hates it now but still loves other forms of dance. Mettaton is his best friend in the underground, but he's very social in general. wants desperately to see his brother Drew again, but Drew's been avoiding him. they dont have hormones in the underground so hes transitioning via magic and everyone is very, Very curious how thats going to turn out.

Andrew (Drew for short), the orange/Bravery-souled human. he fell at 17 and is now 35. came to Mt. Ebbott searching for his sister Emily, who ran away and went missing there a year ago, and upon seeing monsterkind was openly distrustful and hostile to them. in fact, he lashed out so strongly while looking for Emily that he injured several monsters and killed Dogamy's mother. Dinah was able to apprehend him in Snowdin, but one of the warning shots she fired struck a block of ice, creating shrapnel that took his eye. he was lucky the wound wasn't worse. he now lives in Waterfall, doing rehabilitative community service under the watchful and distrustful eye of Undyne. there's 12 years left on his sentence. he and Dinah refuse to speak to each other. he regrets what happened deeply, and doesn't want to talk to Emmett because he doesn't think he deserves for Emmett to forgive him. in general, avoids talking to people, only speaking as required to the people involved in rehabilitating him, though Ndidi and Aliza have made some progress in getting him to accept their friendship.

Ndidi, the light blue/Patience-souled human. they fell at 6 years old and are now 16. Nigerian mother, Irish-American father. transfeminine, transitioned socially but no interest in medical transition at the moment. the Underground's absolute DARLING, beloved by all. raised by Toriel and Asgore (who had retired and left Chara and Asriel to rule the kingdom by the time she fell.) this makes the rulers of the Underground her siblings, a privilege she exploits shamelessly, alongside their privilege of being adorable. heard about Drew and his history when she was 7 and decided she would be the one to rehabilitate him. kept showing up and pestering him and he couldn't ignore her because she's a LITERAL CHILD, and because she kept showing up he Sort Of Also Raised Her. if pressed about it both of them would say their relationship these days is purely platonic but it definitely at least USED to be familial in some way.

Aliza, the green/Kindness-souled human. she fell at 13 years old and is currently 21. Ashkenazi Jewish ethnically, reform religiously. natural-born leader and unreasonably good cook. got lost and fell into the Underground in the few days between her 13th birthday and when her bat mitzvah service was supposed to happen and cries when she thinks about what her family must think, so she tries not to think about it. did eventually have a bat mitzvah service, though there isnt a Torah anywhere in the Underground so she had to improvise somewhat. one of Alphys's only friends and visits her frequently (because she worries about her mental health (with good reason!!!)). wore Drew down with various gifts of food until he accepted her friendship.

also heres adult Chara. fell at 8, is now 46. Ruler of the Underground. not as openly anti-human as in canon, but still doesn't exactly trust them and wants to see any new humans that fall before allowing them to live in the Underground. thinks Drew shouldve been given the death penalty, but Asriel talked them down. hasnt voiced this to anyone, but if a human ever died in the Underground they would want a monster to take their soul, cross the Barrier, and take six more souls from "deserving" humans in order to break the Barrier.

[elfroot-and-laurels-moved]

Six-Song Soundtrack Tag Game

Thank you to the wonderful @shivunin for creating this tag game because this is exactly the type of tag game I love.

Rules If you're tagged, make a new post with links to music and/or lyrics describing the following: 1. An event that defines your character's past 2. How your character sees themselves 3. How others view them 4. Their closest relationship (platonic or romantic) 5. A major fight scene 6. End credits song

I could do this one for every one of my Dragon Age characters, but I've been thinking a lot about Elodie lately, so here goes nothing.

1. Le Divertissement Royal de Versailles: Rondeau du Marriage Forcé (Jean-Baptiste Lully)

2. The King of All Birds (Aoife O'Donovan)

Look out, look out, Here I come now, fists out. I'm a fighter bird, I'm a Harrier hawk, a wild flock: I keep time by the city clock When the moon is steady, I'll find you. I'm not lucky and I'm not scared, There could be goldmine anywhere.

3. Peregrine (Mako)

Fly, peregrine, I hope your broken wings can carry you home Fly, peregrine, I hope you will remember me, you said you will

4. Hide & Seek (Etta Marcus)

Every time you lay your blonde hair, I'll be right next to you, whether you want me- I'll walk on broken glass to get there, I'm gonna find you in a game of hide and seek.

5. The Count (Audiomachine)

6. Once I'm Gone (Finnegan Tui)

Once I'm gone, dream of me: The wind in my hair and sun at my feet. I'll run with rain and fall with wild things, Sing to it all as it sings to me- But that'll be then.

Tagging: @isayashai @creaking-skull @zevrn @cairaleighexe @chanafehs but, as always, no pressure ❤️

[her-canine-teeth]

GUESS WHAT MFSSS

[octahedral-chaos]

Genuinely feel like biting something /neg

[okthatsgreat]

lee how do we become friends 😞

well first of all youre gonna wanna fly here

[stealcorpses83]

i think i've improved at drawing my blorbos holding guitars. 7 years later

[murdershaped]

Because of the traumatic experiences it was exposed to from a young age, Orin nearly constantly experiences derealization. Derealization affects one’s ability to recognize their thoughts and feelings and is described as a disconnect from reality. Events and surroundings may seem like they are distant or aren’t really happening, as though they are simply observing. Extreme stress or intense emotions that aren't being properly addressed or processed can lead to the brain choosing to retreat instead of facing the reality.

Biggest example we have in canon to support my thoughts on it is the act of killing or maiming the Dark Urge, her sibling. Orin did look up to them and even love them, but the jealousy and anger over seeing them being chosen over it lead to that disconnect. Orin knows very little about the world and emotions. Identifying what it is feeling is very difficult for Orin as all of it just feels as though everything is just a blur. Every thought and feeling just becomes numb and everything feels the same. Things happen, but they seem distant like they aren’t happen to her. All they know is to kill. Is there a problem? Kill it. Feeling bored? Kill something. Feeling intense rage and jealousy among all of the sorrow and despair of your sibling criticizing the only thing you know how to do? Kill them. There is no concept of what happiness and fulfillment could be like, there is only murder. Orin has no other coping or problem solving skills besides the act of murder.

So when it made the choice to hurt its sibling, Orin barely felt its true emotions. As they ground through the scalp and dug into their mind matter, they laughed. She thought this was the only solution and any despair was drowned out by the thrill of becoming Bhaal’s chosen. The consequences of her actions were hardly registered. Orin knew that they were getting rid of their sibling, it also knew that meant they wouldn’t be around anymore. But fully understanding that it would never earn its admiration, what it really wanted, was forever out of reach. Disposing of them wouldn’t make Orin the favorite, what she really wanted. But being so disconnected and misunderstanding the mortal experience as much as she does, what else could it turn to? Sometimes Orin still thinks to go tell her sibling something, the fact that they are gone barely registering at times.

[amethyst-halo]

thinking abt bunnypaw backstory

bunnypaw was born as the only kit of her litter. it was just her and her mother, who was distant at best. they lived on the outskirts of a yard, and they were isolated.

her mother only talked about bunnypaw’s father. how she loves him, and how he surely would be with her now that she’d had his kit. they sat and waited every day for this mysterious cat to come, but bunnypaw never met him.

bunnypaw mostly was left to her own devices. she made up her own stories, and played by herself and ate by herself whenever her mother brought herself to catch them something. the only thing bunnypaw was ever told was about her father, even that she was the spitting image of him.

eventually, one night, bunnypaw woke to her mother yowling after a retreating figure. she was furious, tail lashing and pelt raised along her spine. bunnypaw approached, quietly asking what happened.

her mother turned, eyes brimming with anger, and raised a paw with claws unsheathed.

bunnypaw ended up running as her mother screeched after her, calling her horrid names and saying she never wanted to see her again.

she ran for what felt like forever, until she stumbled upon a patrol. her voice barely worked as she begged for help, for some place safe, and it was granted.

she hasn’t spoken much since then. her voice doesn’t seem to work most of the time. as such, she hasn’t opened up about her mother to anyone

[cringelordofchaos]

need ur opinkon on these ^ rn

how would you even eat. anything with that

[embroideredpromises]

Where are all of you finding your lovers on here bc why can’t I find any 😭

[yet-still-just-a-moth]

List 5 things that make you happy, then put this in the askbox for the last 10 people who liked or reblogged something from you! Get to know your mutuals and followers!!!

Five things that make me happy? Hmmm...

Books, obviously, my beloveds. Terry Pratchett, Erin Morgenstern, Jane Austen, Amor Towles, Neil Gaiman, Leigh Bardugo, the list goes on.

Music, equally obviously. (HOZIER HOZIER HOZIER HOZIER HOZIER HOZIER HOZIER) To pretend that I'm a normal person with musical interests ranging beyond just One Guy, I shall present you with some others. So, as follows, The Last Dinner Party, The Lumineers, Alex Turner, The Arctic Monkeys, Saint Motel, The Velvet Underground, Queen, Lord Huron, Dawid Bowie and The Beatles, and this is turning into a recommendation post, but I'll roll with it.

Lilacs, for many reasons, one of them being the fact that they are planted en masse in my country, so when they all bloom at the same time, the air smells like lilacs for months.

Passion fruit tea, hands down the best fruit tea. Even the smell releases the happy chemicals in me.

Writing (I'm lying, actually, it's excruciating and stupid [I'm editing a chapter, if you can't tell]).

@reybeeze if you were worried that I forgot or ignored you, fret not, I just had an unpleasantly busy week and I needed time to properly think about this.

[antibayern]

5, 18 and 44 😼😼

5: my love mine all mine by mitski

18: big man, little dignity by paramore

44: cherry by lana del rey

send me a number 1-100 and i'll tell you the song it corresponds with on my top 100 playlist!