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[heirbane]

Also sometimes I just casually lose my mind over how Ardbert's line of "we did everything right, and still it came to this" was brought on by the Ascians fucking about to ruin their world, and how the Garleans could have SO EASILY said the same thing - that the Garleans did everything the Ascians asked and were lead by one from the very beginning simply TO end the world as they knew it.

Everyone is trying their best. Everyone is doing what they're asked to try and make the world better. It isn't always right, but that's just human. It kind of makes me cry a little

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✱˚｡⋆ ↪ 𝐌𝐀𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐃𝐄𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐒 . ( a collection of dialogue prompts based on varying types of demands &. requests . adjust phrasing as necessary . this prompt WILL likely be updated in the future . )

don't say a word .

don't leave me here .

meet me at our spot tonight .

follow me and stay close .

don't beg , it's pathetic .

can you ( tie / zip ) this for me ?

stop lying to me . tell me what you did .

put that down , you don't know what it ( is / does ) .

get out of my sight .

stop pretending you know what's going on .

find a first-aid kit . quickly !

don't get yourself killed .

leave them to me , just go .

just admit that you love me .

just admit that you hate me .

come here , let me look at you .

( name ) , don't make me do this .

drop your ( weapon ) .

stay here and wait for my signal .

don't just sit there , move .

take this and run , don't let anyone have it .

pretend you're my ( partner / girlfriend / boyfriend ) .

don't look , you'll give us away .

don't say another word .

stop pretending like you care .

go make sure the coast is clear .

take this with you . it's a good luck charm .

don't tell anyone about this .

if anybody asks about today , lie .

stop looking at me like that .

tell me you love me .

just kiss me , already .

keep your eyes on the road .

stop crying and calm down .

come with me . there's so much we could do .

wear the ( dress / tie / item ) i gave you tonight .

show me how you like to be touched .

hold my hand .

kiss me , make it look real .

look at me . how many fingers am i holding up ?

will you marry me ?

just slow down for a minute . what's going on ?

take a deep breath , you need to calm down .

get out of here , ( name ) !

draw your weapon .

go rest . i'm not asking .

take a step back .

give me a straight answer .

be polite to our guests .

look me in the eye and say that again .

put your feelings aside for a moment .

keep close to me .

here , let me see that .

look up at the sky .

get out of here , i don't want to see you right now .

stand up , this isn't over yet .

close your eyes and count to ten .

smile for the camera !

keep your head down .

( name ) , let me past .

listen carefully to what i'm about to say .

don't just stare , come in .

stop laughing , this isn't funny .

take this and hide it .

don't make a sound .

put your hands up .

quit causing problems everywhere you go .

just admit that you don't know what you're doing .

stop right there , i mean it .

don't say that name aloud .

just trust me , okay ?

stop acting so childish .

call the police . now .

tell me you love me , even if it's not real .

take a good hard look .

stop the car , ( name ) .

don't make eye contact .

stay out of trouble .

just do it already , we've waited long enough .

hold me tight , and never let me go .

finish what you started .

tell me what you know .

just stay away from me .

turn around . slowly .

don't be scared .

put it down before somebody gets hurt .

stop pretending , i'm tired of the pretending .

grab me my ( item ) , will you ?

don't make assumptions .

put this over it to stop the bleeding .

get to safety !

wipe that look off your face .

secure the area .

keep an eye on them .

look at yourself in the mirror .

run . run and don't stop .

eat . you haven't touched your food in days .

[heirbane]

💋 oh no, my arm. you have twisted it.

"A spare."

It is akin to nothing, this - or so he will say as much if she presses. Gaius holds out a rumbled, drawstring canvas bag, splotched with ceruleum oil and mechanical grease.

The goblin that had meandered all the way to Werlyt to sell their shinythings had given Gaius a hard bargain. He was not unused to bartering - not since he was picked up by Valdeaulin, anyroad, as the man was as cheap as they came and twice as stingy - but the woofing creature had wanted to keep their grimey mittens on the hydraulic part, intrigued by the way it moved.

It was shiny, aye, but was messy, he told them. The shaft was skewed, Gaius pointed out, and wouldn't stay gliding for long.

He had felt bad for lying to them. The part was perfectly fine, if held in the correct orientation, and simply needed to be relubricated. But it had convinced the Spoken to hand it over, and Gaius had known exactly who the offering was to come to.

"Looked sturdier than the one you're using now," he groused. "Probably from a Reaper joint. Might be worth swapping."

Gaius had more facts to spill, but he preferred his soft insides to stay within his stomach, under lock and key and several layers of clothing. He would not wax poetic about it being able to carry more weight and support harder landings.

He did not need her to think more of the act than she already had.

Gaius cleared his throat, sticking his hands into his coat pockets, and hesitated.

"It goes without saying that I think more of you than spare metalwork," he finished, "alas - twas what the monger had. I've a debt to dig myself from, and I intend to see the sun at some point."

A morsel of nicety. A gil of penance for what he had done to her, and her people, and her comrades and her country and -

He drew in a rattling breath, stooped forward, and planted a kiss at the top of her head: the shittier, less impressive gift, but one all the same.

"Let me know if you got anything else you need," Gaius said simply.

[heirbane]

𝐒𝐄𝐗𝐔𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐘 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒 & 𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒

intended for mature audiences, minors dni. specify muse if interacting with a multimuse.

what is their sexuality/sexual preference?

what is their romantic preference or inclination?

what are some features of others that attract them from the outset?

what are some features of others that arouse them, or they find arousing in a sexual situation?

what are their most common turn-ons?

what are some more situational or contextual turn-ons?

what attire do they feel most attractive in?

what attire do they find others most attractive in?

what is their favourite sexual act?

do they indulge in masturbation or personal fantasies?

how do they feel about foreplay?

how do they feel about one-night stands?

are they openly flirtatious/sexual, or are they quite private?

how open are they, or how do they feel about sexual experimentation? elaborate if needed.

what is something they consider a kink of their own?

have they engaged in sexual acts beyond themselves and a single partner (group sex, swinging, polyamory, etc.)?

how satisfactory has their sex life been thus far?

what is something they wish to try? why haven't they tried this yet?

are they dominant, submissive, switch, partner/context-dependent, or unsure?

do they prefer to give or receive sexually?

+ established ship question. in any/all verses, with any/all ships, have your character/s speak about that ship's intimate & sexual dynamic, and how they feel about it.

[heirbane]

✎ . . . 𝑪𝑨𝑳𝑳 𝑴𝑬 𝑨 𝑺𝑰𝑵𝑵𝑬𝑹.

₊˚⊹ a collection of loose poem verses, quotes or lyrics from various books and chansons. most were written originally in portuguese or french, and were translated to english by me. some are extracted from personal poems, as well! they all have some type of religious reference/motif. writing/roleplaying prompts. from fluff to angst and suggestive! feel free to edit as you see fit.

❝ i never felt more alive than when you called me your angel. ❞ ❝ saints above help me… don’t look at me like that. ❞ ❝ admit it, you’d have taken a bite out of eden, too. ❞ ❝ what are you waiting for? pray. ❞ ❝ confess. repent. repeat. ❞ ❝ for you? i will be any believer you want me to be. ❞ ❝ run away with me, where no gods can find us. ❞ ❝ i begged for a miracle. instead, i got you. ❞ ❝ you smell like the devil. ❞ ❝ where is your faith now? ❞ ❝ call me a sinner. ❞ ❝ the way you call my name sounds like heresy. ❞ ❝ in your gaze, i find my prayers answered. ❞ ❝ your lips are scriptures i long to memorise. ❞ ❝ even silence feels sanctified like this. ❞ ❝ when you embraced me, i felt like i was cradled by divinity. ❞ ❝ i do not wish for the stars to hear us now. ❞ ❝ meet me at our shared altar, where our ghosts can dance. ❞ ❝ kiss my hand. make me feel holy. ❞ ❝ your love feels like a fallen angel’s curse. ❞ ❝ please, can’t you be my sanctuary tonight? ❞ ❝ should i kneel and beg you to look at me again? as if you’re a saint? ❞ ❝ worship does not come cheap. ❞ ❝ must i pay for my sins? cry for forgiveness? ❞ ❝ hate me, blame me, crucify me; just please don’t walk away. ❞ ❝ i do not know how else to love you if not like a sinner. ❞ ❝ you were my redemption; now you are my ruin. ❞ ❝ the weight of your absence is my penance to bear. ❞ ❝ i built cathedrals of dreams, and you razed them to dust. ❞ ❝ you’re a hymn that haunts my mind at midnight. ❞ ❝ you left me bleeding for you, devoted—abandoned. ❞ ❝ i prayed to forget you, but even the heavens refused. ❞ ❝ do not tempt me with your promises. ❞ ❝ hellfire has nothing to your touch. ❞

[heirbane]

“i'm not sitting around and waiting for someone to save me.” / speaking of asks, please enjoy one

Gaius hesitated.

They were on odd footing. Her companions had fallen, their bodies stagnant despite seeming otherwise healthy; Alphinaud had collapsed at the soldier's side, his breathing consistent in his comatose status. He had delivered the boy unto one of his handlers.

He had not waited for others to save him. Neither had she, in the entirety of knowing her as the Warrior: he did not see her doing such now, even as her fellow Scions collapsed, one by one by one.

She had gone through worse, had she not?

"I did not think you would," he said, carefully picking at his words as one would pluck the strings of a harp. "I was ... merely offering my assistance, should you desire it."

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》 Send 💋 to have our muses first kiss together!

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"How it feels after you ask the father of the baby if he’s the baby’s grandpa," aka: alta and gaius

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can you stay? just for a little while? it would help. // from y'shtola uwu

He was not unfamiliar with the sort of pain that lingered, suns and moons and decades after the wound was first inflicted. It had been nigh a decade since his original fall from grace, orbital bone shattering, and even longer since his ring finger had been severed, wholly unable to be reclaimed. Both still ached, one dull and tired and the other all lightning and sharpness.

Those had been physical wounds. They could be felt - they could be seen, both when fresh and now as they aged. What Y'shtola had gone through was nigh invisible, a damaging of her very essence that he could not truly relate to.

Estinien had tried to explain the concept once, in his broken, stoic way. He had become sensitive to changes in his companion's aether while Nidhogg's thrall, able to both smell and feel the very aether that composed a person. Their Warrior was honey gold and bronze, like the worn handle of a weapon, glittering and metallic and almost blinding.

Y'shtola's had, to Estinien, once been both translucent and cloying, foggy and barely there. He had not known how she had been before her first pull into the Aetherial Sea, but it left her muddled. Now - now -

Estinien had lifted his hands, palms to the sky, attempting in vain to find words to explain how the Scions changed. Once fog, he groused, now akin to incense: thinner, wafting adrift with every small change in the breeze.

They all had been impacted by their offering, but none as thoroughly as Y'shtola. She had given once and a second time and yet a third and had become a wisp of what she once was.

It was not his place to comment or inquire about sacrifices. It would be folly to question why she had, time and again, found no other option to quell the unrest than herself. After all - ... had he not done the same? He had gazed upon Agrius and Ultima and had seen no other route than the one that cost him the most.

Their causes had been different, but intent mirrored, choices criss-crossing their beings in the aftermath.

Gaius drew in a deep, shallow inhale. The weather had dipped into winter, cautious, flecks of snow dancing on the wind outside. It ached in his bones, in the metal plating under his skin, in the places healed but scarred irreversibly. She sat aside him, a heavy Ishgardian throw blanket haphazardly around her waist and her feet tucked into the crease between the sofa's cushion and arm.

Twas a slippery slope they braced themselves upon, but it was one neither seemed to mind.

"As you wish," he said.

Gaius shifted. Momentarily, her head lifted from his thigh as he adjusted, reaching onto the low table ahead of them. A book had been dog-eared and left, forgotten and morose, for the next time she deemed to visit.

He picked it up, waited for her to settle back against his leg, and began to read the next chapter aloud.

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“you can’t just casually mention you’ve technically died once” i can actually. it’s funny

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Sometimes a hypocrite is nothing more than a man in the process of changing.

Dalinar Kholin, Oathbringer by Brandon Sanderson

[heirbane]

All of ironworks knows Gaius is down bad. Allie knows. Severa and Valdeaulin know. Estinien, for crying out loud, probably clocks it immediately the moment Gaius asks him to look after her in Garlemald in his stead.

Gaius stuffing his own desires and the possibilities of a quiet, normal rest of his life because it scares him to finally be introspective and figure out what it is He wants to live for after being a soldier for four decades. Gaius does not want to acknowledge he has a want for anything, let alone for anyone.

Alta is down bad. Alta is unaware she is down bad until she is a whole world away and is seeing Allie in Ryne (and Gaius in Thancred). Gaius is no longer able to pretend he isn't horrifically and cripplingly in love with her when she returns and brings things for a teenager she barely knows in a coastal town only accessible by airship.

Somehow, despite these small acts of kindness and thoughtfulness, neither of them truly talk to the other one.

The first REAL conversation they have about their situationship is because dumbass a gets dumbass b pregnant, and the entirety of the conversation is probably just him going "I hope you're happy with whoever you found along the way" and Alta going "what do you MEAN whoever???? I've only slept with you???? YOU did this!!"

And them both being absolutely fucking gobsmacked by the fact they have, mutually, somehow, become exclusive through absolutely no discussion in either direction.

I love them.

And ALSO while I'm being a nosy Nell with everyone's posts on my dash.

Gaius takes being told Alta is pregnant as well as Alta took being told she was pregnant. That is to say, by blinking.

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"Dalinar gives me Zenos vibes"

My husband: dont

[heirbane]

The Monster They Held At Bay

For the hero turned villain.

"You should all be very, very afraid."

"The one who has nothing to live for is not afraid to die."

"Do you know what these hands could do to you?"

"I was once your hero. Now... now you quake before me."

"Isn't it sweet? Nobody's coming to save you."

"You're crying out for me... oh, yes."

"I am your death. What a sweet relief it will be."

"Everyone always calls out for me. Nobody really cares."

"You're all selfish, every single one of you."

"Did you not think, what might happen? When I was the last one?"

"The winner stands alone. Alone..."

"Your hero. That's what you called me, once..."

"Isn't it funny, how you cower, how you whimper?"

"I wanted nothing more than to save you all. What a blind fool."

"You reek of failure. Your final breath... enjoy it."

"These powers. These... abilities. To keep you safe. Now..."

"Why should I give a damn about good and kind any more?"

"We do what we must to survive."

"When you were singing my name... it was all self preservation."

"The doctor who takes the organ from the adult to save the child..."

"What makes me a monster, hm? I see it, in your eyes. The monster."

"I am reflected in all of you, every one. Selfish. Greedy. Human."

"When the whole world quakes at my feet, then I will be... satisfied."

"Power. It corrupts, they said. No... it makes you see."

"I see you all as you truly are. I see all of it."

"The power I wield will make the world better. An empty world."

"I wanted to save everyone, once. What a foolish endeavor."

"I loved. I lost. I hurt. I was... human. Now? I am a God."

"Fall before me. Beg. Cry. Plead. It won't change the outcome."

"And they wept... they wept for freedom, for peace... they wept to be saved... and I? I saved them. I saved them all."

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HE WILL DIE ; a Gaius viator Baelsar playlist.

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And ALSO while I'm being a nosy Nell with everyone's posts on my dash.

Gaius takes being told Alta is pregnant as well as Alta took being told she was pregnant. That is to say, by blinking.