#COI theory's

[wolfsbanesparks]

the GASP i let out when it was revealed that there was a water bottle in billy's backpack that was drugged..... i'm assuming that this is the water bottle that billy got from the shelter??? maybe i'm looking way too into this though 😭 thanks for another great (but stressful!!) chapter!

I feel so evil for being so delighted in getting this kind of reaction from my readers! Your stress and your theories keep me going.

But you should definitely be keeping an eye on where Billy's getting water from and when because sooner rather than later you're going to find out the truth!

(Also thank you so much! I went back and forth on what to include in this chapter so it's a relief to know y'all are enjoying it!)

[thatgaymood]

We are all Millie.

[its-leethee]

Rewatch LMK scenes that I can't put down (maybe a series now 2/?)

Legends say Monkey King sought help from Guanyin, to defeat a demon I... don't remember the name of--

[isayoldbean]

still wary about the msq premise of dawntrail but otherwise i'm so so happy everything else they've announced rules

[louisdelac]

love when blackberries stain my fingers, like literally all pleasures should leave a mark

[old-stoneface]

they were fucking insane for using that gay ass song in good omens "a nightingale sang in berkeley square" like that song is sappy and about being in love why would they mention that IN THE BOOK at the end of the last aziraphale+crowley scene . youre insane

[shadowthoughts22]

Cot death(s)? - Kids

Just putting thoughs on the record on who may die by my logic (could be very wrong). Also might be fun to for me to check later when cot is released (if I'm not drowning in tears!). Spoilers for previous books obviously.

Okay so I'm assuming when cc says someone we love dies she means a TLH character, however TID characters could be fair game:

James &Cordelia: are fine I'm fairly confident they r main characters

Lucie: could die/ marks stripped all that stuff but tbh I think worst case scenario is that she fleas with Jesse somewhere for life. I don't think cc would do more damage to poor Jesse.

Jesse: same as above, seriously he is killed, raised and then killed ? Nah. However he still could be exiled or something etc.

Matthew: tbh he is set up for something to happen to him, we don't get povs(he's thinking things apparently) and has no love interest (also not saying he needs one). But anything could happen 🤷‍♂️

Christopher: see I've debated this and whilst could be easier to kill off, after him getting injured in ChOG I'm not so sure ( i have a rule that if their life has been threatened once it can't or shouldn't be again) cuz it could be *slightly* cheap.

Grace: i have no clue, i can't even say her presence on the cover will save her! She will have a big role I'm sure. If i had to pick a side maybe live because most ppl will live but...meh

Thomas: similar to what i mentioned under Kit earlier - we were scared of the 'dangerous' shenanigans he was up to in COI, plus because his sister died I don't think 2 deaths in one household is fair - especially when you have 5/6 or so households to choose from.

Alastair: I'll admit I'm biased i rlly want him to survive. I don't think his odds are horrendous, but it is very possible he could die - especially when i think he has an important charavhter arc ( expect an essay if he does die on here). But the whole Cordelia revenge/morn quote worries me (could be a lot of ppl tho)

Charles : ah yes, what is there to say. Honestly i think he survives, i would 100% think he would die if he hadn't of almost died in COI. Anything is possible tho. I will say that if he lives Matthew may have a greater change if dying.

Anna: tbh i think cc like her and Ariadne. It is very possible that Anna could die since she hasn't really change much between the two books previous, tho she could open up in this book.

Ariadne/Kamala: i think that she will survive, there is no point in killing her off. She has developed much and now will be even more free in COT. Maybe she moves in with Anna permanently, maybe she gets Anna's appartment if Anna dies?

Overall i will be shocked if Cordelia, James or Ariadne die. Of the others on this list probably one will, if not two ( definitely not unless Charles is one?)

I may do parents/ adults soon if I'm bored.

Go néirí an t-ádh leat!

[unimatrix-420]

[snek-eyes]

Things I'm noticing on rewatch

Aziraphale knows how reproduction works (and realizes you need a pair) because (unlike Crowley, rip unicorns) he saw the human design plans, if maybe didn't directly work on them. Presumably there are other angels who know, it's a good thing that none of them were tagging along for the whole Job bit. Or maybe they just didn't want to contradict Gabriel.

The "this way up" sign on the box is so cheeky. Aziraphale and Crowley could've solved the whole mystery if they'd just ignored the rules and upended the system box, but there's still part of them (esp. Aziraphale) still instinctively following the rules.

Literally the first thing they say to each other in the present sets up their entire season conflict of not communicating properly, while being hidden in a joke. *groans loudly*

okay wait did we figure out what the deal was with this getting so specifically highlighted?? I've tried looking up the passage and I am.. still pretty baffled. Other than the obvious connection to Crowley being about to explode in a few minutes.

Edit: There's a theory I like quite a lot here, though still open to other interpretations if you've got em!

Crowley opening the door for Aziraphale and Nina staring in fascination is SO funny. She's just dying to know what tf is going on there.

Originally overlooked this bc it's not his usual coy heart eyes, but this is an Ask from Aziraphale. Aziraphale glances to Jim and back like, Well I'm not doing that.... and Crowley gets the message that this is (at least partially) why he's here, to be the demon and not the nice one.

Really can't get over the walls matching Crowley's eyes. You can't leave this bookshop indeed.

Despite the fact that Crowley is storming out of here so angry that he will literally explode in about 60 seconds, he does not slam the door. It's not the bookshop's fault / he really is trying to control his temper / he doesn't want to leave things on that final of a note / choose your interpretation.

[wh0reforcoriolanussnow]

a singer!reader where she writes a super sexy song and the fans are going crazy because she's never written a song like that. she goes to some talk shows bc she has to promote the album of the song, and they ask her about it and if its about her boyfriend tom blyth!!!!

Never be like you || Tom Blyth x singer!reader

A/n: lowkey need Gracie to do a cover for this song bc I feel like her voice would suit it sm and I wanna see her do this type of vibe!!

Warnings: fem!reader, swearing

Wc: 719

Tom Blyth x singer!reader au masterlist

“Our next guest, is a Grammy nominee for best new artist, performing her single never be like you for the first time, please welcome Y/n Abrams!” Jimmy Fallon announces as the crowd erupts in cheers. You take the stage, the crowd hushed in anticipation. The spotlight illuminates you, clad in a sultry ensemble that's a departure from your usual style

“What I would do, to take away, this fear of being loved, allegiance to the pain,” Your fingers wrap around the mic as you close your eyes. “Now I’m fucked up, and I’m missing you, He’ll never be like you,” The atmosphere shifted, and you began to sing the sultry lyrics in a way that surprised even your most dedicated fans. The audience was captivated, and whispers of amazement spread like wildfire.

“I’m only human, can’t you see? I made, I made a mistake, please just look me in my face, tell me everything’s okay,” Your hands, usually strumming a guitar, were instead in your hair as you tilt your head back almost in a sexual manner. The crowd, initially unsure how to react, soon becomes entranced by your unexpected venture into this new style.

The song's sensual undertones echoed through the venue, and you felt an electrifying connection with the audience. This style of song was something you’ve never done before. That’s why you really enjoyed producing it. It brought you out of your comfort zone; a deliberate choice to express a different side of yourself.

"How do I make you wanna stay? hate sleeping on my own, missing the way you taste," your voice, rich and alluring, wraps around the lyrics with a sensuality that catches everyone off guard.

"Stop looking at me with those eyes," a smile naturally played on your lips as you delivered that line, intentionally fixing your gaze on the camera, fully aware of Tom's watchful eyes. The lyrics, tailored to hit home with your boyfriend, spoke directly to his captivating deep blue eyes – the kind that always left you spellbound, and no amount of time together could diminish the flutter of nerves they induced.

"like I could disappear and you wouldn't care why, now I'm fucked up and I'm missing you, he'll never be like you," Backstage, Tom can't tear his eyes away. The way you command the stage, blending vulnerability with a newfound confidence, stirs something within him.

He had heard snippets of the song before its release, but experiencing it live brings a visceral intensity he hadn't anticipated. The lyrics, once a private exchange, now echo through the venue, leaving everyone captivated.

As the performance concludes, the audience erupts into applause, their astonishment turning into admiration. Tom approached with a grin, desire in his eyes, expressing his awe at your unexpected and alluring rendition. "That was incredible," he whispers, pulling you into a passionate embrace.

Word spreads like wildfire. Fans, accustomed to your previous style, can't believe the transformation. Social media buzzes with speculation, theories swirling that the song must be about someone special.

In a promotional interview, the host, with a sly grin, asks the question on everyone's mind. "Rumors are circulating that the inspiration behind your latest single is none other than your boyfriend, Tom Blyth. Care to shed some light on that?"

A coy smile played on your lips as you glance at the crowd, then back to the interviewer. "My supporters sure are smart, huh?" You giggle softly to yourself. "But, yes, it is about Tom."

"It's quite different to my usual style, but it was very fun to compose," You smile. The revelation sends shockwaves through your fanbase. Speculation turns into fervent curiosity, and they dissect the lyrics for clues about your relationship with Tom. Social media explodes, and you find yourself at the center of a newfound spotlight.

Tom, for his part, embraces the attention with good humor. During his interviews for "The Ballad of Songbirds and Snakes," fans playfully tease him about being the muse behind your provocative song. He takes it all in stride, admitting with a smile that he's flattered by the attention.

"So, Tom, we've all heard your girlfriend's new song 'Never be like you' and everyone knows it's about you. What are your thoughts on it?" the interviewer inquired, a playful glint in their eyes.

Tom chuckled nervously, a light blush creeping up his cheeks. "Well, it's certainly an interesting experience," he replied with a sheepish smile. "I'm flattered, to be honest. My girl is incredibly talented, and she expresses herself very well through her music, something I admire,"

As he spoke, his castmates, Rachel and Hunter, couldn't help but interject with mischievous grins. "Oh, come on, Tom! 'Interesting experience'? That song is steamy!" Rachel teased, eliciting laughter from Hunter.

Tom rolled his eyes, feigning annoyance. "Alright, alright. Maybe 'interesting' is an understatement. But seriously, I'm incredibly proud of her. She was worried her new style of music not being a hit, but she nailed it."

The banter continued, but beneath the teasing, there was a genuine camaraderie. Tom's supportive words reflected not only his admiration for his girlfriend's artistic expression but also his pride in you.

As your relationship becomes a public fascination, the dynamics of your performances shift. Fans attend your shows not just for your music but to catch glimpses of the chemistry they've read about online. The narrative surrounding your love story becomes intertwined with your artistic identity.

Tom's become a regular at your shows, grinning from ear to ear as he watches you own the stage. Your private affair has gone all public, and now it's like you and him are this dynamic duo everyone's rooting for. The crazy twist in your music style? It's like you cracked open a whole new world for yourself, and at the same time, it's made you and Tom this inseparable couple in the eyes of your fans.

[luxxid]

Request for Genshin characters reacting to their s/o getting dressed up? (Like it’s rare to see them be extra radiant than they already are? 😍)

PRETTY DOLL!

in which you look absolutely pretty for them <3

ayato, albedo, al haitham, diluc, kaeya, kazuha, tartaglia, heizou, scaramouche.

the smile on ayato's ephebic face seemed to drop as it was split agape, crimson settles on either side of his face, seeming to reach on his forehead, his aquiline locks covered his embarrassed figure. "well~ how do i look?" you inquired teasingly, twirling around in your tight fabric, oh how adorable you looked. the blue cotton fabric hugged your dips and curves so nicely. his gaze only deepened as he let out a deep sigh, as if he were trying to take it all in; the long sleeves, the puffy skirt, the way it all fit you so perfectly. you could see the admiration reflecting from his eyes, and you knew he was thinking it too - you looked absolutely heavenly. "y-you look gorgeous love." he mumbled, not taking his eyes off of you. oh, how could he not? you looked way too ravishing for him to control the growing bulge. "but i think you would look even more alluring without all of this." he ended before you felt the sensation of his warm lips against yours.

albedo was smiling to himself, almost as if he was amused by your sudden appearance. not that he wasn't. although, you did look a bit too bodacious for him to control. thank the seven archons that klee wasn't here. the beige dress that reached till your knees matched his hair, his eyes lit up, his grin widening as he welcomed your presence warmly; he couldn't help but be charmed by your outfit and demeanour. his steps were directed to you, almost immediately forgetting about what he was experimenting about. his eyes travelled your whole figure before he averred teasingly "you must have cast a spell on me with that dress, or I'd still be in there, testing my theories." his hands casted to your face before he guided to his face, moulding his lips against your neck. his hands wandered around your thighs, softly grabbing the plush. oh well, you were more interesting than his studies.

al haitham displayed no expression, but his actions spoke louder than words. he tossed his book onto the nearest desk before pinning your hands to the wall, the puffy sleeves dangled lightly above you. "you sure know how to get my attention," he said with a teasing smirk, as his eyes locked with yours. "now I have yours," he added, his voice low and alluring, as he leaned ever-so-slightly closer. "I thought I'd have to do something a bit more daring to get your attention," you replied with a smirk, your eyes twinkling with amusement. "i guess i was wrong.". he raised an eyebrow, his face betraying a hint of surprise. "that's a bold statement," he said, his voice still low and alluring. "but I'm intrigued." that being the last thing he stated before his lips and yours were conjoined in a warm and loving embrace.

diluc was almost as red as his hair. "do i look good?" you questioned, noticing his visible change in demeanor. he trailed off, his eyes brightening with an intensity that made your heart flutter. His words hung in the air as he stepped closer, his hands wrapping around your waist. "let me show you just how beautiful you are," he breathed against your lips before kissing you. his lips were soft and gentle, and you felt like you were melting in his embrace. his gaze made you feel like the most desirable person in the world.

kaeya's visible smirk seems to widen even more, almost as if he had expected you to be adorned in this fabric. kaeya teasingly commented, "you look quite ravishing, my dear" as he stepped closer, admiring the way the dress hugged your curves and how your hair was let loose in a coy manner. he was happy that no one else other than him wasn't around to witness the moment, as he was certain he would be less than pleased if anyone else was present. he leaned in, brushing your cheek with a soft kiss and whispered, "this dress is as beautiful as you are, my love." his cold lips sent shivers down your spine. his frigid hands desperately tugged at the sleeves of your dress. good luck walking tomorrow!

kazuha abides a bleak smile, soft chuckles emitted from him as he toddled closer to you. holding your hands in his, he teases, "you look absolutely ethereal, dove" his fingers tangle with yours, intertwining in the process. his voice is low and soft, yet with a hint of playfulness in it. he smiles, his eyes twinkling with mischief. you can't help but smile back, feeling the warmth of his touch as you squeeze his hands. he leans in and plants a soft kiss on your forehead, his lips lingering for a few moments before he draws back and stares into your eyes. you both stand there, lost in each other's embrace, before finally he breaks the silence with a whisper, "i love you."

tartaglia was carmine stained, his breathing erratic. oh god, you looked so heavenly. his concentration had only come upon him when your melodious giggles had reached his ears. the feeling of two velvety hands placed on either side of his cheeks were felt, as he gazed upon you. his hands sorely rattled against your waist before pulling you closer to him. "do you feel as beautiful as you look?" he whispered, his lips hovering over yours. he kissed you again, this time more passionately, and you felt your knees weaken beneath you. "why, yes i do." you stated, a playful smirk crept up on your as you placed your arms over his shoulders. "then why don't you prove it?" he teased, pulling away to look into your eyes. you winked and grabbed his hand, leading him out of the room and into the night where a million stars shone in anticipation for what was to come. checkmate childe!

heizou's hands twirls with your locks, dandling every strand. his other hand travels up to your figure, feeling the mundane plush. his burgundy locks fall over his head as he draws closer to you. his fingertips linger, drawing a line from the nape of your neck down to your lower back. heizou teases you by lightly stroking your skin, sending shivers down your spine. his touch is gentle yet firm, as if he was trying to memorize your body with his fingertips. you can tell he's taking his time, savouring every moment as if he's trying to commit it to memory. "trying to impress me, my love?" his voice chaffed, his lips slowly curve into a soft smile as he meets your gaze, sending a spark of excitement through your body. abruptly, he stops and pulls away, leaving you wanting more. he looks into your eyes, his own smouldering with desire. "I'm sure you can do better than that, let me show you" he murmurs, that being the last thing before his lips sank against yours.

a scarlet tint powdered scaramouche's face, his eyes gloating into your contour, almost as if he just couldn't keep his eyes from gawking straight at you. his deep crimson cheeks were accentuated by his intent gaze, as if he was trying to captivate you with his piercing stare. "are you okay?" you asked concernedly. "shut up! you know what your doing." his voice came bouncing back. scaramouche's face was flushed in red. his eyes darted away from yours, as if he couldn't handle the intensity of your gaze. his cheeks were a brighter red than before, and he stammered nervously as he spoke. "I-I'm fine," he said, trying to regain his composure. "are you blushing? that's cute," you teased, raising your eyebrow playfully. scaramouche's blush only deepened, and he avoided your gaze, unable to hide his mortification. "oh yeah? i'll show you what's cute." his words melted against you before his pallid lips hit your stark warm lips. once again, he won!

[starsinmylatte]

The Coffee Chase

Hear me out…. Nanami *knows* that you attend a yoga class every week. In theory, he understands that sometimes you pull out your mat at home and do a simple flow. You’ve said time and time again how much it helps you to relax and center yourself, and he’s delighted you’ve found something that you enjoy…. but

What Nanami wasn’t prepared for is the morning your “at home yoga clothes” only consisted of lacy panties, a cropped t-shirt, and no bra. It was your own home, you couldn’t be bothered with real pants first thing in the morning, but you really should’ve warned the man before he turned the corner to see you in a full forward fold.

No warnings, just a little blurb of horny domestic bliss as a writing warm-up

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You hummed gently, feeling the delicious stretch in your hamstrings as you leaned forward. Shaking your arms gently, you relaxed even further into the pose and took a deep, centering breath. Gentle clinks and clangs rang out from the kitchen as Nanami made coffee, and soon a delicious aroma filled the air as you continued moving through the poses of your morning flow.

“I’ll repeat once more and then go grab coffee.” You thought happily, relaxing into your last fold.

However, your thought was quickly interrupted by the sound of Nanami choking on his coffee behind you. Ever the doting partner, he had chosen to bring your drink to you, only to be presented with a perfect view of your ass wrapped in sheer lace and your shirt barely covering the generous swell of your breasts.

You grinned, taking your sweet time to pull yourself out of the pose. "G'morning, darling."

Nanami hacked out a response as you padded toward him with a look of faux innocence on your face, accepting the coffee cup from his outstretched hand. He stared at you with flushed cheeks as you took a sip, a coy little smile tugging at the corner of your lips.

"What, see something you like, Ken?" You teased at him, nimbly evading as he reached out to grab your hip.

"Come back here, you little minx," he growled playfully, taking another swipe at you, almost spilling his own coffee in the process.

You gave a mischievous little gasp, bursting into more laughter as you dodged again and started towards the door with Nanami hot on your heels.

Inevitably, the chase would end as usual: with your half-empty mugs of coffee placed haphazardly on your nightstand and you pressed into the freshly washed sheets as Nanami ravished every inch of your body.

It was a good morning, indeed.

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[thorias]

So Beau DeMayo dismissed the possibility of Gambit returning via time travel, but he's being very coy about the Deathbit theory. And they've definitely been teasing Deathbit a lot since ep4, so that seems like the direction we're going in.

I'll take it if that's how we get Gambit back, but it's pretty depressing. I really wanted the story wrapped up this season. And I suppose there's a chance that could still happen if they have Prime Sentinel Gambit stand in for Deathbit, but I'm less convinced of that theory every day.

And I REALLY don't want to have to wait a fucking year for new episodes only to then have to endure a whole season of Gambit as a villain. And don't even get me started if they go the AoA alternate timeline route. Just don't. That gets a hard pass from me, thanks.

But Gambit fans are no strangers to angst and having to wait ages for something good to happen. I just want him back and if this is the way it happens, then so be it.

Just please don't make us wait until season 2 to see him alive again. I don't want to be sick over this for the next year, not knowing if I'm ever going to feel better about it or not. Give us a mysteriously empty grave, give us Deathbit in the final moments of ep10 as a cliffhanger. Just give us SOMETHING to put our minds at ease because just leaving us hanging with nothing to go on when season 1 ends would just be fucking cruel.

[readychilledwine]

can we pleaseeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee have some angst with rhys where he forgets her birthday?????????

A teeny tiny Rhys kind of angsty drabble with a plot twist ending 👉👈 it kind of took on a mind of its own when I began writing him using his money to get reader's forgiveness..

Plot Measures

Warning - Based on the fan theory that Rhysand is actually evil

The waitress silently handed you the bill. Her hands were shaking as if you were about to explode on her at any second. 

Your anger wasn't with her. She wasn't your mate, home for the first time in 50 years and already making promises they couldn't keep. 

You handed her the payment and a heavy tip, apologizing to her gently as you held her hand in hers and walked out into the streets of Velaris. 

You had shut your end of the bond down hours ago. Choosing to eat in silence at your table for two when you realized Rhysand wasn't coming. You didn't want him to feel your turmoil and burning rage. 

Fae bowed their heads to you, soft greets of “High Lady,” following the movement. You hadn't felt like a High Lady in months, though. Rhys had a new power toy he was all too excited to manipulate and play with, leaving you in the dark as his plotting had finally come to fruition. He was using her. You knew this.

You knew each member of his Inner Circle was a pawn. A piece he could use to achieve the High King Title one day.  Why should you have expected anything more for yourself? Being his mate, his equal in all of this, it didn't mean he treated you above that expectation. Especially with your powers. 

You shook that thought. Being his mate did mean he loves you, and you did at least know that as tendrils of darkness began to race towards you, finding you in the streets and leading you somewhere. 

You sighed outside of the jewelry shop, opening the door and raising a brow at your husband. “Pick whatever you'd like,” his voice was defeated. Face showing the obvious signs of his mistake. “I am sorry, darling.”

You nodded and began to browse as he held you close, kissing each finger. “I have no excuse. I forgot.”

You nodded again, pointing to a salt and pepper necklace and earring set, watching as it was removed from the case, and you continued looking. His lips were near your ear, purring softly enough only you could hear him, “I promise I will make it up to you in the end. That we will have our happy ending. Our perfect victory.” You pointed to another diamond necklace, almost drooling at how finely cut the stones were. "The bracelet and earrings too," Rhysand faked politeness. "I'd also like to see that set closer," he motioned towards a finely made amethyst necklace and earrings set.

You smiled, turning in his arms and playing coy as the worker was preoccupied bagging the expensive gemsets, including the amethyst set Rhysand had approved. "And when you were that crown, will you fuck me on that throne in front of her? Put her in her place and remind her she is truly nothing more than your whore?”

"I'll buy the store if you want. Bathe you in a tub of diamonds, gems, and gold until you forgive me. I'll kneel at your feet, worship you, my queen." You pointed to another piece, a gorgeous choker that fell into body chains. "Gods wear that for me with nothing below it, darling. Let me show you how sorry I am. Anything you ask is yours, my mate."

Rhysand's eyes darkened. “Nightly, if that it what it takes for my darling to forgive me.”

[thebramblewood]

That moment you find out the girl you’ve been seeing is famous - for being a 130-year-old missing persons case with an entire "theories and speculation" section on Wikipedia.

Previous / Next

Yes, I made Lilith a Wikipedia page because I'm just that extra. If you want to read it (I threw in some new information), you can find the whole thing following the transcript below the cut.

Real-time footage of Helena researching:

[Snippets of Caleb's letter echo in Helena's mind] I will put it to you bluntly: Lilith and I have been vampires for some 100 years. Faced with your otherwise certain demise, I chose to make you one too. You may not believe me. It will feel like a bad flu for a day or two; then it will feel like the heat of 1000 fires blazing inside. I very well knew it would turn you into a monster against your will.

Helena, thinking: It's just a hangover, Helena. It's just a hangover. Yeah, that crazy bitch bit you, and her crazy brother wrote a dumb letter to scare the shit out of you. But vampires aren't real.

Thank god Ulrike left all these fucking tarps. This sunlight is murder on my eyes.

Several internet rabbitholes later... [Helena scanning Wikipedia page on computer screen] Last seen alive March 16, 1918... disappeared under mysterious circumstances... seemed to fall ill... Tangled Vines... immortal vampires... This can't actually be her. It's impossible...

Lilith Violetta Vatore (December 2, 1891 – last seen alive March 16, 1918) was an heiress and socialite who disappeared under mysterious circumstances at the age of 26 along with her brother, Caleb Vatore, 24. Before vanishing, the siblings were poised to jointly inherit the Vatore fortune, home, and 100-year-old vineyard and winery. This was considered unusual for the period, as family property, wealth, and business interests were often only passed to women in the complete absence of a male inheritor.

Despite societal expectations, Vatore reportedly had little interest in courting or eventually marrying. She was said to have rebuffed dozens of engagement offers, much to her parents' dismay. However, she rarely turned down an invitation to a ball, and her baldly flirtatious escapades were frequently reported on in society columns. One such columnist wrote that she "bandied about in a bold and bawdy manner most unbecoming of a respectable lady, laughing uproariously, drinking excessively, and making coy conversation with every handsome man in sight." Some historians suggest based on a series of candid letters from Vatore to fellow socialite and confidante Prudence Crumplebottom, donated to the University of Britechester by Crumplebottom's daughters, that she may have preferred the company of women in private.

The Vatore siblings were said to be so close that one was rarely seen without the other. The society columns were not kind to Caleb Vatore, calling him a "poor chap" who seemed "nothing more than a playmate, servant, or lapdop, his role at any given moment wholly dependent upon his dear sister's whims." Little is known about his personal life.

In the days preceding the siblings' disappearance, Vatore seemed to fall ill. She sequestered herself to her bedroom, allowing no one but her brother to enter. On the morning of March 16, a maid found Caleb's chambers undisturbed, and Vatore's locked bedroom door was forced open, whereupon she was discovered to have absconded in the night, along with her brother and her finest jewels.

Various court battles ensued over the fate of the Vatore estate, and interest in the siblings' disappearance was briefly renewed when their alleged children materialized in the mid-1950s. However, the entire ordeal all but disappeared from public consciousness until the recent publication of Tangled Vines: A Complete Investigation of the Vatore Disappearances by journalist Salim Benali. Benali posits that the Vatores are immortal vampires who still live today, and though some scholars find elements of his research intriguing, others dismiss his argument as an elaborate, attention-seeking hoax.

[senualothbrok]

Helloooo!

Quick question: do you think Gale has always been a sex god (just as he’s innately good at magic) or do you think he acquired his legendary skills over time?

Hello friend! <3 I have thought about this a fair bit (in fact there is a scene in Promise where Aurora asks Gale the exact same thing). It's a great question because when it comes to romance/sex, Gale presents as a fascinating combination of a flustered bashful dork, who awkwardly withdraws the first time you express interest in him, and an absolute rizzard who is not coy about his desires, seduces you with the Faerunite version of the kama sutra, and takes you on an astral gang bang on your first date (if you choose to go astral rather than 'old ways' in Act 2). Gale may have a predisposition to being a beast in bed - in the sense that he is a thoughtful, generous person, who throws himself wholeheartedly into everything he does, and gives his whole self to the people he loves. Physical attributes aside (length/girth/stamina, and all the rest), those qualities are what makes someone a good lover - the sensitivity to what gives your lover pleasure, the drive to learn and improve in skill and attunement. Putting someone else's needs above your own. Gale definitely has a tendency towards these things within his character (sometimes to his own detriment). You've made a comparison with Gale's innate mastery of the Weave, which I think is apt here. I agree with the theory that Gale was born a sorcerer (able to channel the Weave a babe/child without training), but he is a wizard - it is in his nature to want to study and learn and perfect his skills. He is ever curious and enthusiastic about accumulating new knowledge. I think of Gale's sexual prowess in the same way. Gale tells the player character that he had mortal lovers before Mystra. We know that Mystra took Gale as a lover at a relatively young age, though we don't quite how young (I'm going to assume that he was old enough to consent, because I can't quite bear the alternative at the moment). I believe that as a young man, Gale accumulated sexual experiences, and came to understand his own sexual preferences as well. I'm sure, like most youths, there was a fair amount of trial and error. He is 35 when the player character meets him, and he is not green behind the ears in this area. He is not coy, he knows himself and what he wants. That requires experience, mistakes, learning. He studied and practised the skills of love and sex. He is able to make you feel sensations beyond imagining. He has a "practised tongue". So on and so forth. I don't think Gale was a blushing virgin when Mystra took him into her bed. Mystra isn't the sum of his experiences of sex and romance, although I do believe that, before the player character, she casts a dominating shadow over them. Mystra, obviously, would have been a demanding lover, and he would have learned how to please her. I think the more incorporeal, Weave-inspired modes of pleasure that Gale is able to channel were probably refined through his time with Mystra. (As an aside, I have no doubt that whatever scraps of affection and pleasure Mystra gave him were ultimately unsatisfying, because he was never her equal, and she never really cared about his needs and wants. Gale is obviously still coming to terms with the nature of their relationship and has limited insight when he speaks about his time with Mystra.) So, all in all, I think Gale probably started off with the fundamental traits of a good lover, and refined his legendary skills over time. <3