#MCIF

[dragonagitator]

The D&D Forgotten Realms lore about Jergal has some pretty interesting implications for BG3 fanfic authors who aren't shy about writing world-changing deviations from canon.

Jergal was so desperate to retire that he was willing to hand out godhood as a bowling trophy (see screencaps below cut).

Meanwhile, Gale is so desperate to ascend to godhood that he'll risk his life/soul/love in pursuit of it unless you make the correct series of dialogue choices.

And per the epilogue, it seems the Dead Three are getting fired and thus Jergal might be "hiring" for his replacement again soon.

A fanfic protagonist who knows all this (e.g. a "Modern Character in Faerun" who has played BG3 and knows some D&D lore) would be in a position to make some ~☆~interesting~☆~ suggestions...

(Meanwhile, my horrible author self-insert: "Should I be jealous of Withers, Gale? I know he's your type." "What in the world could have ever given you the impression that I am attracted to the undead?" "Well, he's a god, and you have a thing for dieties, right?" "...what?" "Withers is Jergal." "And you didn't think to mention this before?!" "Well, he always asked me to call him Withers, and it seemed rude to dead name him. Ha! 'Dead name' him -- get it?")

Relevant excerpts from the Sword Coast Adventurers Guide below the cut. And if you intend to play with these ideas in your own fanfics, you may find my Withers Style Guide helpful.

[fullsunhyuk]

do you ever think about how fast life can take a turn cause just in march I was like "oh let me just watch this silly survival show haha" and now I'm backpacking through half of europe just to see some short korean dude with an oppa kink that I saw on tv

[chocolatecatcupcakecheese]

WIP Name Game

Kiss kiss to @sybaritick for tagging me! 😘😘

Rules: Post the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them and then post a little snippet of it or tell them something about it! Tag as many people as you have WIPs.

I have a lot of BG3 WIPs, but here we go!

4MF

Can’t drown my demons

does this unit have a soul - durgetash

Durgetash Politician Blackmail AU

End of all things

Galetash Pirate AU

gort arranged marriage

Gortash Regency Era AU

Gortash 神様始めましたパロ

iugulare mortuos

High aka iugulare mortuos

Himawari no Tane - hamtash

kissie kissie - orintash

Lightning rod - durgetash

Little Princess - tavtash

Nectar - Karstarion

Sumn sumn russian exchange student

Sunglasses Emoji 😎 MCIF

there are many benefits to being a marine biologist

Wile Magic - Fae Tav

怪盗 - night watch

オメガパロ gort tables turned

I am tagging the lovely @visceralcoma @thereallonelyagain @unkledeath @secondsundering @dandelion-bride @rjshepherd @bearhugsandshrugs @plethomacademia @spockandthings @baneschosen @sadponyguerrillagirl @thechaoscryptid @dabs-into-oblivion @spellmage @boghags

uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh and anyone else I missed who wants to share!!!! I am surprised I managed to come up with this many writer mutuals who haven't yet done this..... If you're interested give it a try!!!! 💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖 And if I've double pinged you have an apology cookie!! 🍪

[artwithoutblood]

who is most likely to have children with mcif they were serious? with dori dlc!! (adoption/biological doesnt matter)

genesis + kayn

[tellthemeerkatsitsfine]

I have been trying to hold back with the Edinburgh Fringe booking. I've of course been obsessively reading through all the programming and making my spreadsheet with a long list and a short(er) list and a wish list of people who haven't yet announced. The latter is why I haven't actually been booking yet. I will be disproportionately furious with myself if I cannot create my perfect schedule, in which all the shows I wish to see fit together like a jigsaw, because I just started booking whatever I wanted when I didn't even know what all the shows would be yet, and then someone else announces and I haven't left room for them, or I can fit them in but not perfectly because I didn't build the schedule with them in mind to begin with, and then everything gets messed up. I need to wait until it's all on the table, then make the jigsaw while taking everything into account. Because that is how you're supposed to do an arts festival. Book up every moment of your time months beforehand and leave absolutely no room for spontaneity.

Obviously the drawback to this is that some shows might sell out well I'm waiting. The other side of that is that I'm going during the first week of the festival, which I understand is the least busy time, nothing is going to sell out that week in April. It's fine. Patience is by far the best policy here.

I did book David O'Doherty the moment I saw it announced, because that was before it was even in the official Fringe programme, before most shows were in there, I just saw it, I knew DO'D was right near the top of my list of people I most want to see, I knew it wouldn't matter what else came up because nothing's going to push him off my short list, I wanted the excitement of booking a ticket for the Edinburgh Fringe Festival that I am actually going to go to for real, so I did it. I got one on the books for the sake of it, but otherwise, I'm being patient. Fully patient. That's the plan.

However, I have now spent over seven days in a row checking just one of the pages to make sure none of its shows have sold out yet, because it's the one show, of the ones that have been announced so far but that I haven't booked, that I most want to see. And he's really famous, if anything were going to sell out, it would be this one. Even though of course it hasn't. I check every day just to make sure every date is still available, and of course it is, because it's the first half of April. But what if suddenly everyone buys tickets at once because he's a TV star? What if? How many hundreds of years would it take me to forgive myself if I'm in Edinburgh during this show and don't get to see it because I was waiting for a jigsaw?

So fuck it, I just booked it so I can stop checking every day.

I will be patient with all the rest of them, really. But I have Nish Kumar and DO'D booked now, because those are the two really big ones where I would not get over it for the rest of my life if I somehow missed the opportunity to see them. I was trying to think of where to find pictures of those two guys together, because I thought I'd put that at the end of this post and say "look it's the top of my Edinburgh must-see list", and while I'm sure there are lots of pictures with them both, two things immediately came to mind. One is this from Edinburgh a couple of years ago, in the saga of Nish knocking over Rosie Jones:

And the other is this picture from what I'm 98% sure, based on a number of context clues, is MCIF 2003:

The latter comes to mind because of Nish's Twitter comment on it:

That's what I've prioritized. Let all the other chips fall where they may in terms of my trip to Edinburgh this year, but I will make damn sure well in advance that I'm going to see the eighth wonder of the world and one of his dads. And then, when Nish's other dad gets his shit together and announces his run five minutes before the festival opens, I'll end up picking my least favourite of the shows I have booked in his timeslot and skipping that show to see Daniel Kitson.

[espressocomfort]

Work In Progress Wednesday

Heya! Been a while since I did one of these but! It's time for a first snippet from my current WIP - and it's a Faerûnian portal fantasy. Turns out I've been deep in the BG3/D&D hole. If incessant Gale reblogging wasn't enough to tip you off...

Anyway, here's a small MCIF snippet from...

Stormsight

“What a curious tune,” Gale says. His voice turns softer as he continues: “Not wholly unpleasant.”

 Wil lets the last notes ring out, and stills their fingers on the guitar.

“Do you need something, Gale? I'm sure Tav can get you another priceless artefact if…?”

“Oh, none of the sort. No, I, ah,” he picks up a scroll from his shoulder bag, “I was planning on transcribing another spell.” He avoids her gaze. “But your music, it… It’s rather inviting.”

"Vexing the wizard? How uncouth of me. Playing these somewhat pleasant melodies of mine."

Gale chuckles and takes a seat next to her on the old stone bench.

"Plenty pleasant."

"A kind of magic, one could say?” She plucks an intriguing trill.

“Mmm. Perhaps. I do know the theory of the, ah, Words of Creation, but I never quite grasped how you bards… Well, how something so simple as a song can touch the Weave.”

“It’s movement, words and intention. And what is spellcasting but movements, words and intention?” Wil says and sets aside the instrument.

“It’s a bit more complex than that,” Gale says quickly.

Wil hums.

“If you say so, but, no, for me it isn’t. What you showed me last night, I… It wasn’t really new to me, I think. It’s how I felt the first time I performed music. The heavy silence before, the anticipation…" Perhaps it's the wine she had earlier that urges her on. "And the moment of harmony, of clarity, as the sound wanes, when emotion lingers, thick in the air.”

“Oh yeah?”

“It’s like… lying next to your lover after making them see stars, meeting their eyes and knowing you’ve shared something fragile yet incredibly powerful.”

“Oh,” Gale says, his voice strangled.

[moderncharactersinfaerun]

The Forgotten Realms has a lot of ways for Modern Characters (or otherwise known as Self Inserts or OC Inserts) and this is because Earth is one of the "realms" (i.e.: dimension). So this means your MCIF can have any way or reason into the Realm you can think of.

Most people will likely write within Faerun as its the one most people are familiar with, even in dnd campaigns. There are other locations of course but again most stick to what they know.

Also remember, when constructing your fics, keep in mind that the Realm's magic and fantastical is actually where people on Earth get their myths, religions, and folklore. So there could be a hefty amount of overlap in divine and spiritual figures you could add to your fics.

[codehunter]

Organizing Django unit tests

Right now I have my Django unit tests living at mcif/tests.py. I would prefer to have something more like mcif/tests/foo_test.py, mcif/tests/bar_test.py, etc., but if I organize my tests that way, Django flips out.

Is there a way to do what I'm trying to do or do I have to have all my tests in one file?

https://codehunter.cc/a/django/organizing-django-unit-tests

[ericacarterphotography]

The road to recovery

Ireland has long had a problem with addiction, and it is taking its first steps to combat and reduce this issue. Its first Medically Supervised Injecting Facility was approved recently, which will be a clean and safe environment for those who inject drugs and will greatly reduce the harm they are doing to themselves and potentially others. It will provide support and links to those who feel ready for treatment.

The facility aims to be open in 2021, and Merchant Quay Homeless and Drugs Services hope it will be the first step in a long road to recovery for many of Ireland addicts.

[chrismbr]

#latergram Meal & #MCIF show for John’s birthday! #ComedyTonight #EuropeanBierCafe #melbournelife (at European Bier Cafe and Aer Rooftop Bar) https://www.instagram.com/p/Ccox57ap0_i/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[el-ahmadou-lion]

To Mr. $.€. The P…: do all those fake evidences yet ready???? 😝 Jajaja🤣🤣😝 Pour pas que je… mais au fait qui est ce parfum au fait?????😝 uhhh🤮 il pue hein !!!! If you breakdown the rules , I’ll simply change the countdown as well… Try again fi kno!!! And aside your question ::: who is it ?? Don’t you kno yet you already dun kno me!!! #221 #mcif #magnifique #6 #aftermathrecords #oklmradio ☝🏾#thekingofkings m #notason https://www.instagram.com/reel/CTOJjxMqHer/?utm_medium=tumblr

[dragonagitator]

Smutty BG3 fanfic prompt / scene / ficlet:

I wrote this scene with my own "Modern Girl in Faerun" author self-insert WIP in mind, but who knows when or if that fic will ever actually see the light of day. So if someone who can actually write smut wants to use this scene as a prompt for a lengthier fic, please do, and please also feel free to make any changes necessary to make it fit your own story or just generally improve the writing.

Summary: Post-game, Dom!Gale/sub!OFC, established relationship (but one that's about to change in a big way), discussion of consensual mind control, touches on bondage, breeding kink, and worship kink, implied impending fellatio. Features the aforementioned Book of Erotic Fantasy and teases the side of Gale revealed in his origin playthrough line about how he "always liked the idea of being worshipped. Adored. Obeyed..."

I apologize in advance for it not being very good and for cutting off right before the actual smut should begin. I'm not putting this out there because I'm proud of it, I'm putting this out there because I sincerely hope that writers who are actually good at this sort of thing might find it, take it away from me, and do it better.

If you're still interested then there's about 1,800 words of unhinged brainrot below the cut. Criticism welcome!

We’d been home in Waterdeep for less than a week when I found Gale sitting on the balcony loveseat, frowning at a book that sat closed in his lap.

“Did the book do something to offend you?” I teased as I bent over for a kiss.

“Ah, no,” he replied, “it’s just I find myself with a bit of an ethical dilemma.”

‘An ethical dilemma?’ I wondered, raising my eyebrow and taking a closer look at the book.

It was a rather thick book, with a velvet cover and tied closed with a silk ribbon. The cover imagery was extremely suggestive.

“The Book of Erotic Fantasy,” I sounded out carefully. “And exactly what sort of ‘ethical dilemmas’ does a smutty book provoke?”

“It’s not just erotic literature,” Gale explained, “It’s more of a manual.”

“A Faerun sex manual? This I gotta see,” I said and made grabby hands at him. He hesitated for a moment, then somewhat reluctantly handed it over. I sat beside him and snuggled into him as he put his arm around me, positioning us so that we could look at its pages together.

I untied the ribbon and opened the book, and laughed when the book itself moaned in my hands. Reading anything written in the Thorass alphabet was still a challenge for me so I flipped through the pages simply looking at the illustrations. There were a LOT of illustrations depicting various sexual positions and techniques. It appeared to be something like an illustrated Karma Sutra.

“Whenever did you have the time to go buy this?” I asked him with delight. “Are these things you’d like to try with me? Because that–” I pointed at a particularly intriguing illustration of a woman in bondage in some sort of complicated contraption I’d never seen before “–looks like it could be fun, if you know a good smith we could commission it from.”

“No, I, uh, that is, this volume has been in my library for some time,” Gale stammered and I smirked. I’d always loved how he could somehow still be so bashful sometimes despite being such a freak in the sheets.

“And it’s more than just a manual of… activities,” he continued. “The book is magical in nature–”

“Yeah, I got that part when it moaned,” I interjected.

“Yes, and when studied at length it can confer certain… abilities and… enhancements to the person who reads it,” he continued.

“Oooh, tell me more about these ‘abilities’ and ‘enhancements,’” I purred, setting the book aside so I could turn and straddle him, throwing my arms around his neck. He blushed so prettily.

“Well, studying the book makes one more charming and increases their endurance,” he began listing the effects while lazily stroking my sides. “And it ensures that one’s partners are never left… wanting.”

“Oh, so that’s your secret,” I teased, thinking back to all the mind-blowing nights we’d shared since he’d finally gotten over his hangups about bedding me.

“Ah, no, while I’d studied the book once years ago, the effects wear off after a tenday of celibacy. So after the year of isolation in my tower, I had only my… native talent… to rely upon,” he confessed.

His “native talent” had been more than enough, but now my curiosity was piqued.

“So you’re saying this book could make you an even better lover than you already are?” I started to grind against him lightly and his hands settled on my hips. “While I’ve been perfectly satisfied so far, I have to admit that I’m intrigued… although if you got any better, I might not walk quite right ever again.”

“It also conveys mastery over one’s own reproductive system, and that of one’s partner,” he continued. “It acts as a perfect contraceptive. Or, if one so desires, it can… guarantee that conception takes place.” He looked me directly in the eyes as he said that last part, seemed to search my face for clues as to how I felt about that.

Just the idea of it sent a jolt of desire straight to my core.

“Are you saying,” I responded, my mouth suddenly dry as the urge to spread my legs even wider for him overwhelmed me, “that this book would allow you to breed me whenever you want?”

He tightened his grip on my hips and shuttered slightly, his eyes fluttering closed for just a moment before he looked back up at me with determination. His pupils were blown so wide that I could barely see the brown of his irises anymore. It felt like he was looking directly into my soul.

“Yes,” he confirmed firmly.

‘So, my fiance has a breeding kink too,’ I mused. ‘That’s convenient.’

I was so aroused from our conversation that my hips took on a mind of their own, and I found myself grinding in his lap against the rapidly hardening bulge in his breeches that revealed just how much he enjoyed the idea of using his magic book to impregnate me at will.

“So,” I said breathily, continuing to grind – we were basically dry-humping at this point, and I was so aroused at this point that I suspected that I might be able to get off just from this, “what’s the ethical dilemma?”

“The book does have one minor detrimental property,” he explained, “in that satisfying one’s partner then places that partner under the effects of a Charm Person spell. Of course I’d never do that to someone without their consent,” he said hurriedly, “and with Mystra it was never a concern because as a Goddess, she’s immune to Charm spells,” I scowled at the mention of her name, “but with you, my love…” his right hand left my hip to gently stroke my face, soothing away my frown, “...you have no such immunity.”

I threw my head back and laughed. “Oh, sweetheart, is THAT what you’re worried about? I don’t think I could be any more ‘Charmed’ than I already have been by just your – what did you call them? – ‘native talents.’ And it’s not like a Charm Person spell can make someone do something that they’re completely unwilling to do.”

“That’s actually the problem,” he said, tone turning serious. “I’ve heard rumor that when the book’s gifts are used on a partner who is already as enamored as you so inexplicably are with me, it can have… other effects. Change them.”

“Change them how?” I prodded him.

“You could find yourself consumed by desperation to please me. The book could make you more pliant, much more… submissive,” he continued, his voice low with a hint of darkness creeping in as he gently thumbed my lower lip.

My brain short-circuited and I heard myself blurt, “I want you to read the book.”

“Oh, darling, you have no idea what you’re saying,” he sighed and leaned his forehead against mine. “It would be far beyond the games we’ve played. You’d still have your safeword, but the book could strip you of your desire to ever use it.”

“I want you to read the book,” I repeated, gently cupping his face in my hands, my entire body on fire at the idea of giving up that much control to him. It was terrifying, and thrilling, and deeply erotic.

“It doesn’t wear off as fast as a regular Charm Person spell,” he warned me, “The effects last for a year and a day,” my core pulsed with need at the thought of being under his spell for so long, “and that hourglass would reset every time I brought you to ecstasy. You could fall deeper and deeper under my control until you could no longer dream of wanting to escape it.” I trembled at the idea that it could effectively become permanent.

“I want you to read the book,” I said again, and kissed him deeply.

As I pulled back from the kiss, I could tell that he was as affected by the idea of it as I was. His skin was flushed, his pupils blown wide, he trembled slightly, there was a slight hitch in his breath, I could feel his heart hammering where our chests had pressed together, and he now had an erection so hard that I could feel every inch of it through the layers of our clothing.

“I don’t understand,” he protested half-heartedly, sounding almost broken with desire and longing. “How could you want something like that? Why would you give yourself so completely to someone like me?”

“Gale,” I said firmly, and began punctuating my statements with more kisses. “I love you.” Kiss. “I trust you completely.” Kiss. “I love submitting to you.” Kiss. “And I’ve wished for a while now that it could be more than just a game we play in bed.” Kiss. “I know how hard it was for you to give up the Crown of Karsus, because you’ve ‘always liked the idea of being worshiped. Adored. Obeyed,’” I quoted. He looked away in slight embarrassment, but didn’t deny it.

“If you think you could be content with a single worshiper,” I continued, giving his face one last gentle caress as I slid off his lap and onto the balcony floor, “then I would love to spend the rest of my life getting on my knees for you.”

I posed myself carefully before him. Knees spread, hands clasp behind my back, back slightly arched to thrust my tits forward, head bowed submissively. I silently trembled with desire and anticipation as I waited for his answer.

“I will read the book,” he declared as he stood up. “But it will require weeks of study to acquire its powers.” I could hear him unfastening the ties on his breeches. “You will use that time to prove to me just how much you want this, and if I’m not convinced by the time I reach the final page then I will not complete it,” he warned. 

My mind began whirling with all the delightfully degrading things I could do for him to prove my devotion. Through the lashes of my downcast gaze I could see his pants falling to his ankles, confirming that we were of like minds of what sort of “proof” he had in mind.

He gripped my jaw firmly and titled my head upward, forcing me to look him in the eyes.

“Do you understand?” he demanded. 

I’d never seen such an expression on his face before – perhaps I’d caught glimpses of something like it on the battlefield, or seen a ghost of it flicker across his face the first time I’d asked him to dominate me in bed – but nothing like this. He radiated power, desire, command, and more than just a hint of darkness.

“Yes, sir,” I agreed enthusiastically.

“Good girl,” he said approvingly. 

His praise washed over me like a blessing as he guided my mouth to the weeping head of his erect cock.

[openheartfanfics]

WEEK 5: Gettin’ Kinky Wit It

Gettin’ Kinky Wit It 🏁

Bryce x F!MC

Adore You - @eleanorbloom Kinktober: Breasts Worship

Assistant - @omgjasminesimone AU where MC is Bryce’s assistant.

Conception - @omgjasminesimone Kinktober: Breeding

Eight Deadly Sin - @eleanorbloom Kinktober: Hair pulling and swallowing. Set in a supply closet during their shifts.

Fashionably Late - @storyofmychoices Kinktober: penetrative sex, mirrors, lingerie, formal wear, and nipple play.

From The Very First Day - @eleanorbloom Kinktober: Lingerie. 2.17 Rewrite.

Rise and Shine - @argylemnwrites Kinky Cards: Finding sexy ways to wake up, even at 4 in the morning

The Old Switch Up - @romewritingshop​ TW:  Smut, Oral (Male recieving), Dom/Sub dynamics, dom!MC, Sub!Bryce, edging, orgasm denial, fingering, slight masturbation, slight choking, use of lingerie, cockwarming, cowgirl, praise kink, slight dirty talk, breast play, finger sucking, fluff and fluffy aftercare

Ethan x F!MC

All This Devotion - @usuallyamazinglyaverage Ethan gets his revenge - in the best possible way. TW for dom/sub, dry humping, overstimulation, edging and a lil’ pinch of Daddy kink.

Anonymous - @starrystarrytrouble Kinktober: anonymous sex and October Choices Challenge: Firsts

Cabin Fever - @the-pale-goddess CFWC Kinktober prompt used: deep-throating. Set in 2.14.

Casual Affair - @kittykatchoices / @cyb3r-kat Kinktober Prompts: Begging, orgasm denial, blowjob, good boy/good girl, degradation

Conquest - @the-pale-goddess This isn’t an ordinary night for Detective Ramsey and she’s no ordinary thief. TW: role play, light dom/sub and handcuff fun.

Do It For Me - @usuallyamazinglyaverage MC’s accidental slip-up has consequences. Kinktober: daddy kink, dirty talk, dry humping, hair pulling, begging, restraints and swallowing

Green-Eyed Monster - @heauxplesslydevoted During a fundraising event for Edenbrook, Ethan’s jealousy gets the better of him.

His Kiss of Life - @xxtraord1nary A tedious work gala takes a sensual turn and becomes a hot night filled with passion and heated restroom affairs. Warnings: Cursing, Spanking, Dirty Talk, Rough Sex.

Journey through the Fruit Tropics - @romewritingshop Kayla proposes Ethan to prove The Pineapple Theory.

Please - @pixelsandkink How to get out of your head. Set after the attack on the hospital, these two explore various elements of kinky play in the wake of a traumatic event.

Sweet Fervor - @mayatrueman Maya finds porn on Ethan’s laptop and they watch it together.

That Messy Vegas Threesome - @utterlyinevitable 🍘 Later on the balcony after Jackie’s asleep on the couch, Dr. Love Lao finds herself in another sort of threesome with Bryce and Ethan.

Touch Me, Tease Me - @shewillreadyou Kinktober Day 3: Office Sex, Swallowing, Hair pulling

Unexpected partners in crime - @sillydg During the break of the baseball game, Liz decides it’s time to play a bit dirty and teams up with Tobias while doing so.

We Could Call It Love - @romewritingshop Kayla and Ethan have a heated encounter at Donahue’s.

Rafael x F!MC

If I Were A Boy - @shewillreadyou  Rhyann gets her needs met and gives Raf a dose of his own medicine.  Kinktober Day 7: Booty Call Sex Toys Nipple Play

Tobias x F!MC

I Got You (I Feel Good) - @romewritingshop  Feat. Bryce

Initials T.C. - @cryinginthebackseat  

Their Plus One - @jerzwriter  While in Jamaica for an old friend’s wedding, Tobias asks Ethan to help him make Casey’s birthday one to remember. Feat. Ethan

Unfulfilled Hunger - @sillydg  what happens if they get back at Tobias’s apartment, after him carrying her out of the Laser tag game. A follow-up, for “Foul Play”.

“Yes, Doctor” - @they-callme-ami  Tobias had a rough day at work and Casey is there to help take the edge off. TW: Submissive Tobias, 69-ing.

[apprenticeofcups]

could I request HCs for Asra, Muriel, Portia and/or Julian with a nonverbal MC?? Or just the main 6 if you’d like??? Thank you 😊 I love your hc posts! 💕

Thank you so much! 💕 

😶Asra, Julian, Muriel, + Portia - Nonverbal MC

If they sign, I’ve done sign-language hcs here and here!

Asra

Gets to know you well enough that it’s almost like he can read your mind - it helps that he has a link to your emotions

Teaches you spells to communicate however you feel most comfortable: glowing words that appear in the air in front of you, a chalkboard that follows you around for writing, an amorphous blob of light that forms into whatever object you want it to

Worries sometimes that he’s too chatty, but if anything, he keeps too many things to himself

Julian

He’s a chatterbox, but he always takes time to pause his stories or his ramblings to check in with you

Big advocate of nonverbal codes while you’re on dates - squeeze his hand once to get him to look at something, twice to stop walking

You leave each other love notes all over the house (his handwriting can be legible if he really tries)

Loves dancing and playing music with you, any kind of expression that moves beyond words

Muriel

Some people (Asra) are worried he’ll start talking even less, but he’s actually more willing to open up, because he doesn’t feel as pressured to talk

You’re also better at reading his body language than most people, so it’s harder for him to clam up and pretend he’s fine

Makes you a charmed chalkboard that writes what you want it to say automatically, in case you need it

Definitely the most comfortable with silence

Portia

Whatever system you’ve got, she’s ready to learn it - chalkboard, Morse code, pan-flute, you name it

Second-guesses herself sometimes, and asks for your confirmation a lot to make sure she got the right message

Always makes sure you get a word in, no matter how loud the room is or how quickly things are moving

Learns some sign from Julian & Nadia, if you sign (if not, maybe you both do) ☕

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[internetremix]

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