#⊱ ❛ help them give birth to their rage ❜ au: cult verse .

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— 𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍 𝐇𝐄 barks out, dolores jumps at least two -- three -- feet in the air. her hand flies over her heart, nearly falling over onto the sofa. kai frightens her; she’s nervous that he’s speaking to her, that she is doing something wrong. fear turns to confusion, however, when dolores turns her head to see that kai’s harsh tongue is directed towards a figure that is not there. when he asks if she sees them too, dolores is apprehensive to answer, but slowly shakes her head. just as reluctantly, she approaches her lover, hoping not to startle him.

— "... 𝐘𝐎𝐔'𝐑𝐄 𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑 a lot of stress, love,” poor thing; he’s working himself to the bone, and all in the wake of the deaths of his remaining family. dolores is not only worried for him, but terrified that kai will suffer a breakdown if he doesn’t allow himself a break. giving him time to react, dolores places her hands on kai’s shoulders and begins to massage them gently -- after brushing away fading blue locks.

— "𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐍𝐄𝐄𝐃 to let yourself relax, or you’ll push yourself too far,” dolores murmurs, with a kiss to the back of his neck; “i don’t want that to happen.”  

@humilictedman   /   CONT!

[numbaoneflaya]

Can I get a list of all ur ocs?

Well anon youve done it, you made me make a list of all my major OCS in one place. I hope your happy with yourself. Under the cut for obvious reasons, may link in my blog desc later.

Modern/BTD verse!!

Jilly- Ferret beastkin little creature, was recently turned into a werewolf by vincent as well so she's running around on full moons in a wereferret wolf hybrid creature form. Chaotic and friendly and wants to be everyone's bestie. She has the most energy in the world and is very kind hearted. Banned from most Claires for stealing and from one Home Depot for climbing the shelves. Prone to living life with rose colored glasses on and seeing the best in everything/everything even when there's nothing there. Socialization is a must for her and is why being basemented/kidnapped broke her psych so quickly and developed severe stockholm. Sometimes overly talkative/enthusiastic and can scare people off. Even if she sees someone shes decided shes friends with be noticeably 'evil', will convince herself it must be for some reason/her fault and ignore it.

Ciggy- Undead punk still learning to harness his powers to interact with the world as a ghost. Was sacrificed by a cult he joined for free concert tickets and to get laid. Likes to cause problems on purpose both pre and prior death and he's not above possessing someone once he learns how to. Was called Rooster in high school before he dropped out because he's loud, obnoxious and always screaming. And also has bright red dyed hair. Looking 4 ways to become less ghosty bcs he wants to be able to help raise his infant daughter, whom he died before he could meet. Bit annoying and in your face, likes poking at bruises, his or others. Kind of a sad heart seeking attention through volume and persistence.

Mike: Vampire loser! Sells drugs and lives at raves. Was turned when she was attacked by a coked out vampire (whom she supplied the product to) and has major scarring on her face and chest. Needs a somewhat constant influx of blood so shell sometimes take victims back to her place and chain them up, slowly draining them over time. Feels bad (ish) about it tho so it is possible to survive her if you are nice and or interesting enough. Kind of desperate for a friend and for love. Is a stalker. If she likes you enough/finds you interesting, she might just appear in your house one night and start rummaging through your fridge like nothing is wrong and youve been besties for years. Its best to indulge her and be friendly, otherwise she could turn violent quickly if her feelings are hurt.

Kilaine- Regular human woman, but fucked up. Born and raised by an elite waspy society she had an interest in the human body and pain tolerance since she was young. Quickly learned that these traits were socially unacceptable in most professions, so she became a doctor. The only family she cared about was her younger sister who she lost in a car accident, where they were flipped over and trapped inside while it was afire. While her sister burned up in front of her Kilaine only lost her left arm and had major burns on her body. This tipped her descent into sadism and she is now madly obsessed with bringing her sister back no matter the cost. Rude and offstandish, clinical.

Dragon age verse!

Thurwen- My main Hero of Ferelden with a bad temper and a heart of gold. City elf from the Denerim Alienage, 18 at the start of origins. She's a reaver warrior with a lot of pent up rage which sometimes scares others when she lets it out in battle. Over the years she's grown less moody as she's had to take the role of Commander. Crude sense of humor and violent impulses, very sensitive to the plights of others and tries often to help. Never seen crying in public but only cries to herself at night- major martyr and hanged man complex.

Caz- My circle mage elf inquisitor who was an apostate before the conclave. Blood magic, but make it sneaky. Wary of strangers and new faces, always dealing with the impulse to flee/find a high vantage point. Endless curiosity about the unknown/ the forbidden/ naughty, was supposed to be made tranquil for it but she escaped. Kind of a little creature as well, lived on her own for a while as an apostate in the woods, filed her teeth down to sharp ends to make herself look more intimidating (shes 5 ft tall) and less cute (her elf ears are huge and expressive, which shes embarrassed about)

Dag and Thagna- Carta twins! Professional lyrium smugglers since birth pretty much. Raised casteless in dust town and had to work their way up the chain of command by themselves. Dag is the brother, Thagna the sister. Their father traded them to the carta for drinking money and their mom died in childbirth so they have somewhat of a codependent relationship. Both charismatic and calculating, friendly and agreeable but won't hesitate to put a dagger in your back. Hard to pin down morally or physically, squirrelly bastards.

Reila: Dalish elf who works for the inquisition/ is the inquisitor in some aus. She has an extreme fixation on elvhen history and rebuilding what they have lost. Not a people person, prefers solitude. Takes some time to warm up to shemhlen as she has a hard history with them. Good friends with Caz, who recruited her in the first place. Doesn't understand very many social cues and finds societal expectations limiting and frustrating. Fondness for halla and hooved animals, which she finds graceful.

Elder scrolls verse!

Valkya: Near seven foot nord woman whos over a thousand years old by the events of skyrim. Tall and buff, two handed warrior and compulsive hero there to bask in the spotlight save the day. She was killed at the start of the events of Elder scrolls online and had her soul ripped out and sent to coldharbor and she's just been a pain in the ass about it since then. Her body can physically die and will not regrow pieces. Her soul however will escape and teleport to the nearest source of power where her body will regrow from an aetherial plasm until its whole again. Loud and brash, friendly and jovial. Actually pretty keen especially after centuries of life but prefers to play dumb as it makes people underestimate her. Plus, she really does enjoy mud wrestling and drinking contests and acting generally like a rambunctious frat boy. Ha developed a bit of a substance problem and a problem with acting out, as after being alive so long she would turn to anything to dull the ache inside of her that never goes away.

Espira- My Dragonborn! Redguard from Hammerfell who was briefly in the Ash’abah due to killing undead while protecting her parents water farm as a child. Ran away from them after years and went to Cyrodille, then to Skyrim and was caught crossing the border. Reserved, kind and soft spoken, she's a sword and shield warrior who's committed herself to doing good in the world by helping others. Dislikes killing and anything messy but believes it is often necessary in order to protect the weak. She blacksmiths often to save money on the upkeep of her own equipment, and takes up metal jewelry working as a hobby with the excess material. Prone to trusting others too much and giving too many second chances, as shes always looking for ways to make even the most hardened criminal a second look at life.

Riley- Espiras little brother who she locked in the wardrobe during the event of the water farm attack. In preventing him from doing violence against the undead she kept him from being conscripted into the Ash’abah. He's way more chaotic than his sister, and suffers from a case of little sibling syndrome in which he will often pester/poke at people just to get a rise out of them. Still kind hearted as his sister, he tries to hide it because he believes that the world is a cruel place and the cruel survive. Despite that belief he is often still unable to force himself to be cruel/careless, only making a show of it so that others leave him alone and don't see that he's very sensitive and emotional. Deaf in one ear due to a magic mishap in his youth, he trained and enchanted his most beloved rats to live for years and sit on his shoulder, alerting him to noises he would not otherwise notice.

Felria: Evil vamp :/ chaotic evil dunmer necromancer. Small and devilish and likes dead bodies too much. Manipulative and cunning, she loves acting. She's a trained assassin for the dark brotherhood and is the speaker. Likes dressing up for missions and wearing disguises like its all a play. Loves toying with people more than she loves killing them, will act in ways that cause as much trauma as possible for other people just for fun and she finds the reactions interesting. Considers herself too far removed from most people's perception of morality and of her so it's hard for her to trust someone or see them as worthy of knowing her. Finds the psychology of grief and fear to be interesting and wants to study them first hand. The hero of kvatch.

Herren: Fifty something year old rat woman looking for something to keep her going. Ran away from her wealthy family in her youth when they wanted her to take charge of the household, instead became an infamous jewel thief and swashbuckler. Spent most of her life traveling and stealing and double dealing. She's smarmy and sarcastic, a serial romancer of the highest caliber. Bit of a show off and a hedonist, always looking for the next good party or new product to snort. Her family died off due to the hard times she wasn't there for and she keeps looking for bigger and bigger heists to fill her appetite as she's chronically bored and lonely, though wont accept intimacy and will scoff at it out of the belief she doesn't deserve it. Irresponsible and selfish, lonely and terrified of any sort of commitment. Fun to party with though!

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bebe definitely counted on dolores Snapping(tm) and killing kai bc she already had an abusive husband. little did bebe know ... dolores is booboo the fool :’( @humilictedman

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’ Killing with a gun is like getting off in two seconds! It’s boring! ’ // oof make it in any verse you want !

— 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐗𝐈𝐎𝐍 is as pale as the lifeless body strewn across the floor. her knees wobble beneath her – threatening to collapse all together if she does not find a place to sit at once. the trip to the chair is a brief one, yet all it takes is one step before her legs give out from under her. being this close in proximity to the corpse is horrifying; dolores immediately scoots to the sanctuary of the seat only a foot away. she draws her legs up as if the body is capable of reaching out and clutching her ankle. 

— 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐕𝐘 breaths, dolores rests her head against her knees, and begins to sob frantically – without prior warning. between forced breaths and choked cries is the faint word of, “why”, repeated over and over, only paused by a hiccup. 

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@humilictedman​ asked:  ♘ // a blanket fort that dolores made lets b real

— 𝐒𝐇𝐄'𝐒 𝐓𝐈𝐑𝐄𝐃 of the people in a constant stream in and out of their home. dolores has held her tongue (just as kai’s men prefer in a woman), but today she has claimed as a day for them, and them alone. the basement has been reclaimed -- dolores has no idea where her lover’s army is, but that’s not her concern. kai is -- he’s always been her concern. he’s flourishing on city council; the man was clearly born to take a room by storm. 

— 𝐇𝐄 𝐈𝐒 only a man, however; kai has his limitations, and dolores fears (every day) that he’s pushing himself to his brink. 

— 𝐀 𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐓 of blankets is a childish idea, but she’s always been a child at heart. beneath the covers, among all of the pillows the anderson house has to offer, kai is only hers. anyone that dares to pull back the blankets is an intruder, and with the outsider world cloaked behind soft fleece, her lover cannot become distracted.

—  "𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔 comfortable?” it’s impossible for him not to be; the entire interior of the fort is almost all pillow. still, as always, dolores worries for him -- even as she’s nuzzled up against his chest, “i think this was a great idea.”

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@humilictedman asked: 💔 ( because I LOVE crying what are you talking about HahA )

21. My muse finds out a loved one of your muse has died, and has to tell them.

it doesn’t feel right, her being the one to break the news to kai. this feels like something for winter to say instead -- she is his sister after all. kai is the second love of dolores’s life ... BUT she is not his blood, and this is a matter of family. nevertheless -- someone has to tell him. it’s not right to LEAVE kai in the dark -- his brother is dead. how can anyone keep that from a person ? not dolores, with good conscious. so she decides, as soon as kai returns home from his CITY COUNCIL meeting, dolores will tell him. 

for hours, she sits on the living room couch, doing little but fiddling her thumbs and watching the clock TICK BY. after what feels like an excruciating wait, she’s alerted by the opening of the front door; dolores doesn’t even wait for him to come to her. she rises from the couch and DASHES to the door, her arms outstretched,

❝ oh, kai ! ❞   dolores wraps her arms around his neck and buries her face into his shoulder;   

❝ i’m so glad you’re HOME -- ❞   dolores pulls back and cups both sides of his face,   ❝ come -- come sit down with me. i have to tell you something ... it’s important. it -- it’s about vincent. ❞

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— 𝐃𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐑𝐄𝐒 𝐇𝐀𝐒 received this question from everyone that’s learned of her relationship with kai anderson: don’t his views bother you? she’s never been a political person -- heaven knows that she couldn’t bring herself to watch the results of the election on november 8th. all dolores knows is that kai makes her feel safe, a rarity nowadays. the world is too vast, too confusing with nearly all the information in the world available at her fingertips. none of it is anything that dolores wants to hear -- riots, war, political tension; she shuts down just thinking about it. but with kai ... kai takes all of that pain away. does it really matter what he says in public, when he makes her feel protected in private?  

— "𝐍𝐎 ... 𝐁𝐄𝐂𝐀𝐔𝐒𝐄 i know he’s really a good person. sometimes i don’t like everything he says, but ... he’s sweet.”

@watchuscrumble​   /   CONT!

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speak of the devil herself -- here comes a cloud of white poof scurrying across the floor, before she jumps atop an arm of the couch and settles herself there;   ❝ HAVEN’T i told you about snowbell ? ❞   a perfectly fluffy name for what may be the fluffiest cat. with an affectionate smile, DOLORES begins to stroke the feline, just behind the ears -- in turn, snowbell replies with a loud, satisfied purr,   ❝ i got her after leroy died ... ❞   died, yes. that’s how she’s still phrasing it, even to kai, who knows better,   ❝ -- he hadn’t WANTED a cat before ... ❞             

&&.   @humilictedman  /  CONT !

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there’s a flinch, from dolores, as he grasps her shoulders -- involuntarily, of course, and not entirely because of kai’s actions. though the nightmare of her HUSBAND is now dead, buried and laid to rest, memories are not so easily silenced. it isn’t kai’s touch that dolores recognizes in that INSTANT, but leroy’s. and she is frightened, and expectant -- expectant of the shake, the push, a firm grasp of her arms that will leave bruises in the morning. it does not come, but in the moment that her eyes close, dolores is PREPARED.

when her eyes open again, tears are soon to stream down her cheeks, just as involuntarily. oh, she hates it. there’s NO REASON to cry, and yet -- 

truth be told, even dolores cannot tell the reason for her tears. whether it be fear, or heartbreak, HEARTBREAK that he would say such a terrible, untrue thing --  

❝ how can you even say that ? ❞   her demand is spoken hardly above a hoarse whisper;    ❝ no, no ! i would NEVER ! i care about you -- i love you ! ❞

&&.    @humilictedman  /  CONT !  

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— 𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐒 as orange goo goes flying -- both in sympathy for the awful taste kai’s experienced, and at how revolting it looked. a neatly manicured hand (her nail polish is already seasonal with its cobweb design, and it’s not even the week of halloween yet!) covers her mouth to avoid fully expressing her disgust; “are you okay, honey?” dolores asks him with the utmost concern, gently lifting her hand from her lips. though even dolores can’t help but to chuckle at kai’s remark;

— "𝐈 𝐂𝐀𝐍 bake the seeds in the oven later, if you want,” she offers as consolation. with his question, dolores purses her lips thoughtfully and shrugs, before tilting her head as she resumes gutting the pumpkin, “i can’t decide if i want it to be scary or not. i don’t want to scare the children too much when they come trick-or-treating.”

@humilictedman   /   CONT!

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💍 + Kai and Dolores

send me 💍 + A SHIP and i’ll tell you —

where they get married: probably someplace in/near town – dolores would prefer a church but i think kai would burst into flames if he stepped inside one.

when they get married ( ie what time of day, what month and season etc. ): october, sometime in the afternoon/evening.

what traditions they include ( do they get married under a chuppah and crush a glass, garter toss, ‘something borrowed, something blue,’ etc. ): dolores goes all out with tradition; she does the ‘something old, something new, etc’ and tosses a a flower from her bouquet, instead of the entire thing. 

what their wedding cake looks like: probably something like this.

….who smashes cake into whose face: kAI she got all nice for this, do Not

who proposed to who first: kai proposed

who walks down the aisle and who waits at the altar ( or neither ): dolores ; kai, in that order

what their wedding dresses / suits / other look like: here’s dolores’s dress ! 

what their wedding colour scheme is and what sort of decor they have: white, sapphire blue, ivory, gold. very traditional decor, with flowers on every table, covering the aisle, etc.

what flowers are in the bouquet ( if applicable. bonus: what do the flowers mean? ): white roses, dolores’s favorite. the traditional meaning is “true love”. the bouquet is rounded out with baby’s breath.

what their vows are ( eg poetry, traditional, improvised etc. ): i really like the idea of them writing their own vows ? that’s so cute omf. 

if anyone’s late to the wedding: hopefully not bc dolores will Cry

who’s in the bridal parties / groomsmen / other: dolores recruits her sisters again, and asks winter as well if she would like to join in. as for kai ? i suppose vincent could be his best man / some of the other cult hooligan could fill in as groomsmen ? 

what their bridal party / groomsmen / other are wearing: here’s the bridesmaid dresses

who gives speeches at the reception ( bonus: what do they say? recount a sweet memory or two between them? tell an embarrassing story? ): dolores’s sister dorothy definitely pulls out a speech, as her maid of honor. i could see one or both of kai’s siblings giving one as well.

who catches the bouquet( s ): i just thought of winter accidentally catching it and laughed

what their wedding photos are like ( are they sweet, with the couple holding hands or kissing or ~gazing into each others eyes~? are they silly, with a snapshot of the ‘cake-smash’ moment? or are they artistic, with one of them facing the sunset or holding their bouquets? ): definitely big on gazing into each other’s eyes, there’s so many pictures of that. probably a few photographs too of his arm around her waist, and dolores with her head on his shoulder and her hand on his shoulder/chest.

what sort of food they have at the reception: standard reception fair ? it’s probably a multiple course dinner, as dolores is the one that did most of the planning. chicken, mashed potatoes, seasoned vegetables, salads, soup, buttered rolls. wedding cake for dessert, of course.  

who cries first during the ceremony: dolores

how wild their reception gets ( who dances the best, who gets drunk first, etc. ): y’all better keep it Nice bc dolores is a classy lady. tbf dolores probably gets ? slightly tipsy later in the evening, before they take off for the night. not too much, just so that she’s giggly and asking kai to dance and needs a steadying hand on the way to the car.

what their rings are like: probably simple, golden bands like these. dolores has done this all before, she doesn’t need an expensive ring.

what sort of favours they have ( heart shaped sparklers, mini champagne bottles, personalised candy etc. ): dolores gives out mini champagne bottles and candy hearts.

where they go for their honeymoon: god, do they even go anywhere ? i imagine travel is limited with kai’s place on city council.

something memorable that happens during the party / ceremony ( do they run out of ice and someone goes to get it in full formal wear on foot, does anyone fall asleep in the middle of the party, etc. ): dolores tripped on the way out to the car and thank god she doesn’t remember it in the morning, because she’d burst into full tears if she knew.

who officiates the ceremony: probably a judge or a minister of the peace

what song their first dance is to: i’m skipping this bc i’m so bad with song questions, all i listen to is musical theater

who gives who away as they walk down the aisle: dolores’s father gives her away

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"Happy birthday, Doll." Kai's smile was bright as he led Dolores into the kitchen,hands over her eyes. He slowly slid them away from them and against the strands of her hair. On the dining table sat a lone lit candle with two plates of dinner, though the sink and stove were in chaos compared to the nearly arranged sight.

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— 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐖𝐀𝐋𝐊 is slow, an arm reaching out in front of her as a buffer (not that she doesn’t trust kai to guide her, of course! but she’s unused to walking around blind.) to preserve the surprise, dolores also closes her eyes beneath kai’s palms, just in case she finds a way to peak and ruin his plan. when the pressure of his hands disappears, dolores takes the cue to open her eyes – immediately, her grin stretches from ear to ear, a soft gasp involuntarily escaping; “oh, kai! this is so sweet!” she turns around and wraps her arms around his neck, planting several kisses over his lips, jaw, and cheeks, “this is so wonderful, thank you, darling,” dolores doesn’t even care about the mess – though she’ll undoubtedly be helping to clear it at the end of the night. 

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— 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐎𝐔𝐂𝐇 is cold now, and yet the warmth remains in how she strokes her fingers over his pale cheek.  the dress she wears is a familiar one, or it should be to his eyes. it’s special, saved for their most romantic of date nights. in the weeks preceding her death, it was as home bound as she. kai anderson is a busy, important man! elected to city council -- oh, and how proud dolores was of him. what right did she to complain that their nights could not be spent dancing, or attending a candlelit dinner for just the pair of them. he was changing the world! and now the man that lays in their bed is but a shadow of that great leader.

— 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐈𝐒𝐍'𝐓 much room to sit beside him on the bed, in the direction kai’s facing, but dolores makes do. as she always does -- did. her stroking inches to his hair instead, brushing long, unkempt locks from his face. when the curtain of hair is parted, her cool hand cups his cheek, and dolores offers him her best of reassuring smiles. it is a ghost of its former self, as is everything about her now.

— "𝐈 𝐍𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 left, darling. i’m not going anywhere ... i promise you, kai.”  

@humilictedman   /   CONTINUED!

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@humilictedman if this ain’t kai and dolores, then what is

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❝I have the perfect plan for you, me and our baby… a good plan.❞

❝ TELL ME, ❞   her whisper is spoken almost as a plea, as dolores strokes over her lover’s chest and nuzzles her head against him. her other hand rests contently on her extended belly, stroking through the fabric of her dress to show their baby that mama was there, MAMA loves them;   ❝ i always want to hear your plans. ❞

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the thing(s) your muse thinks about before falling asleep.

i’ll split this up into two categories: her canon living verse, and her cult verse

canon:

her wedding plans

the fact leroy still isn’t home yet

wondering when he’ll be home, if it’s after he’s returned from the war & he’s just out drinking

what she has to do the next day

what she did that day

the fact she’s having a baby but can’t tell anyone yet

cult:

if the door is locked

if she should double check to be 110%

wondering when kai is coming to bed, if he hasn’t already

what she has to do the next day

what she did that day

her lesson plan for the week

if she really, really has to pee for the 5295th time that day, or if she can hold it ( being pregnant is just … gr8 )

no, she cannot 

if she’s a bad person for loving kai when she should still be in mourning over leroy

esp when kai admits to her he killed leroy