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🎂 for Siavash please!
Thank you Dolly! 🥰
I should say that in my hc I completely ignored the (semi?) canon 50-year gap in the KC's timeline
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He was six today and he could feel the edge of his third actual grown-up tooth coming through. Soon it would be time to think about getting married and packing his explorer’s trunk for the Mwangi Expanse.
He wanted a park birthday but in Gozran you never knew if it might rain, which obviously didn’t matter a bit, but for some reason Mom seemed to think that made outdoor birthday parties impossible. So instead they were playing Pirates and Zombies in the attic and he was standing on a clothes chest pointing his scimitar (an old violin bow) at an approaching zombie (Fati, who made the most chilling moans) and swearing on The Lady (no one cared which) he would rescue his crew (Leila, Tam and Fortinbras), when he felt the pinch in his chest tighten into a hard marble of pain.
He tried to play it up like zombie-Fati had delivered upon him a terrible wound but she must have seen something that clued her in, because she stopped moaning and ran for the stairs. “Moooooooooom!”
They were up and looming over him in a flash.
Mom and Dad always hovered since the Bad Thing. Whatever it was. He’d been small. All he remembered was walking back from the park all by himself and when he got home everyone was crying, even Zarin. Even Mom. It was all very confusing and nobody wanted to talk about it except to say they thought he’d gone missing for days (he was sure he hadn’t), so all he understood was that he had done something terrible that frightened the whole family and made everyone cry. Since then he got these “heartaches” every once in a while.
And now no one was playing Pirates and Zombies anymore and everyone looked scared.
“I’m fine!” he hollered, curling into a ball on the rug. “I was pretending!”
The pain was bad but the feeling of dread radiating from everyone was worse. He hated seeing their fearful faces. Even Zarin, who was pretty tough, had tense pucker marks at the corners of her mouth. They were going to make him lie down. Make him take medicine. They might even send for Father Jo and that would be the last straw. On his birthday.
So he forced himself to sit up and grin maniacally with his eye patch and his tooth gap. “I got bitten by a zombie. UUUUGGGH! BRAIIINNSSS!”
Scrambling after them as they scattered and shrieked he saw out of the corner of his eye that his parents were going to let it go this time. Triumph.
For the briefest instant as he cornered Leila and Fortinbras behind the drum set an image flashed in his mind of the woman with burning eyes from his bad dreams.
It still hurt, but it was not going to ruin his birthday.
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💎💎💎 for Lariel or Zrise. Whichever you prefer 💕
Send "💎💎💎" and My Muse OC will say three things that comes to their mind when Your Muse's OC/Canon Character's name is mentioned (Send gems and a name if it's a canon character or you have multiple.)
Kadira looks up, the gesture more dramatic than she intends with the bounce of curls. "I don't think Lariel realizes it all the time, but she has a reliance that I recognize from years of abuse, but she's allowed herself to be kind and to appear how she truly is in her heart." There's a gentle smile on the tiefling's features, as her tail lazy waggles behind her. "I think she's unfailingly honest in her intentions and actions, she's a good soul, and the courage she carries is rare. I want to protect her not because she can't protect herself, she absolutely can, but as someone who had to protect themselves all the time, it's good to not be alone even if it's for a while. A moment of solidarity."
There's a frown, eyes on the ground at the mention of Zrise's name. "He's intriguing as the dark veil between stars, dangerous, exciting, and very apt. We don't quite know what's between stars. More galaxies and life that we cannot see or is it simply a void? " The relaxed pace of her tail's motion stills, staying flat on the ground, "Is his cruelty all there is or does it hide the stars that he might have forgotten about?" There's a flat smile and she doesn't look up, "It doesn't matter, does it? I'm not a very good key for him. He is every thing that I am not… and sometimes I'm jealous of that."
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💎💎💎 if you are up for it! I’d loved to hear Sparrow’s thoughts on either of them! Lariel or Zrise 💕💕
:D Thanks Dolly! I ended up doing both of them, I love both of the swans ❤️
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Lariel:
Sparrow sighs. "Lariel is...soft. Or, perhaps, gentle is a better word. 'Soft' would imply she has not faced hardship, but that does not seem to be the case. Despite her naivete, there is something brittle about her countenance. Her hesitance with the world around her reflects a fear that seems to have been instilled in her a long time ago." She grimaces, and turns away.
"She should take care. The way she is able to endear people to her has worked in keeping her safe, but the way she wears her emotions so obviously...someone will exploit that if given the chance, I think. But--I might be wrong. She is stronger than she thinks, that much is already clear. And if she is able to stop being so frightened of herself, I think she will find the world less frightening as well. And less likely to hurt her, in turn."
Zrise:
Sparrow's expression is devoid of emotion. "He is a powerful ally, though unnecessarily ruthless." Her tone is clipped and to the point. "Should he ever learn to reel in his passions he might find someone who doesn't want to kill him within five minutes of meeting him. He's arrogant and desperate to prove some point to himself--and so self-absorbed that any possible redeeming qualities or sympathy from his past are drowned in his own inability to recognize the worth in other people.
The best tactic, I've found, is to ignore him when possible and mitigate the damage he causes. He seems desperate for attention--best starve him of it and he goes away in time."
#cassy answers#hauntedolly#oc: lariel#oc: zrise#oc: sparrow#cassy writes#pwotr pals#assume for zrise that they are both companions. i don't think either of them would be alive together for long otherwise
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⚔🍒for Aria and Tyrel, please!
Tyrel: 🍒-When and how did they lose their virginity, if they have?
Tyrel was about 16 when he lost his. His father was having a large party for his half-brother's 18th birthday and a young noble woman, about a year older than him had been amorous with him the entire night and he really had no clue what to do. He was a stuttering awkward mess until she dragged him off into a secluded space in the gardens and they had their rather awkward but memorable first time. She was only really interested because he was a Kitsune and thought it would be a good story to tell so she kind of cast him aside and refused to acknowledge him afterward which was a painful experience for him, he was sensitive when he was younger. ⚔ : Does your muse have any specific kinks? Tyrel likes a pretty large variety of different things as long as his partner is in some way dominant. He loves being submissive in some way, especially to female partners pretty much any type of femdom completely melts him. He is especially fond of bdsm, overstimulation, edging, tease & denial and maybe even a little bit of very light cbt. Not entirely opposed to being more dominant but if it goes that route he usually likes to start out being submissive and sort of wrestle his way to the top if Cam will let him lol. Also yes, mommy/daddy kink... lmfao Aria: 🍒-When and how did they lose their virginity, if they have? Aria was about 17 when she lost hers. It had been about 3 years since her father had died and she was at the height of her rebellious teen phase when she met a girl roughly the same age as she was that showed her the seedier side of Absalom and she very quickly became infatuated with both her and the much grittier side of the city that she discovered. Aria's first time was awkward for sure but her partner was patient with her and she learned a lot about what she likes from the experience. ⚔ : Does your muse have any specific kinks? Aria's kinks can switch depending on the energy/stature of her partner or even what mood she's in. Sometimes she wants to be dominant toward a physically larger partner and let a smaller one dominate her and sometimes she wants the opposite. She's still pretty young and is discovering more things she likes but she's found that she's particularly fond of bondage, teasing and a few other others that actually line up with Tyrel but with her it's both dishing it out and receiving. Also praise and humiliation kink! Hearing someone praise her is rare and even if it's just something they're saying in the heat of the moment it feels nice.
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⚔🍒for OC's of your choice, please!
thank you! I'm more inclined to answer these two specific ones for Valerius.
🍒-When and how did they lose their virginity, if they have?
Hmm, let's see. He was probably about 16/17, courting his first girlfriend at the time who was the same age. They'd gone to like...second or third base a few times but had always stopped because they'd snuck off while being chaperoned, but eventually one evening when their parents were at an opening performance at the Palace of Voices, they were given permission to spend the evening together and they made the most of it. It was messy, awkward and not the best experience for either party involved.
⚔ : Does your muse have any specific kinks?
Honestly as an Urgathoan it would go without saying he has a lot. They're all about experiencing new sensations after all, and Valerius is all about sharing those with Camellia too. But Valerius' main ones would be: blood play/drinking, BDSM (in either role, though he does have a particular weakness for femdom), pegging. He can withstand plenty of punishment and dish it out as well (hello Legend mythic path), with a strong constitution. He also loves a classic praise kink and body worship.
There was also the incident of the Mutual, Latent Breeding Kink that resulted in a Disaster (their twins being conceived) because they got a little too into it, became reckless and assumed everything would be fine because dhampir aren't exactly known for their fertility. Truly one of the Most Moments of All Time in their post-epilogue, rekindled relationship.
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It’s my favorite one ⚔ for Shana and Sol please!
⚔ : Does your muse have any specific kinks?
For Shana: yup! most important one: hard dom, 100% in control all of the time, a switch on the penetrating/being penetrated scale though. very into degrading and humiliating his partners, obviously a massive sadist and VERY into brats. taming them specifically lol.
For Sol: switch! (most of my ocs except for shana are tbh) sol is an absolute virgin before wotr and is actually afraid of people touching them because they are so disgusted by themselves. (only touches people with their prosthetic arm if they can). i think their biggest thing is praise, and yes, they do fucking bawl their eyes out the first few times since they feel like they can’t allow themselves any pleasures besides drugs and alcohol.
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Turned friends' wotr/km ocs into animals!
characters and their owners: top to bottom left to right
Siavash @dujour13, Agria @lairiend, Sparrow @cassynite, Balthazar @outeremissary, Ariadne @turbulentpumpkin43, Grushankaya @three-of-crows, Taro @desnas, Luthais @gutterspeak, Zrise @hauntedolly, Knave @iwoszareba, Ven @angrygoatwoman, Salvadore @dmagedgoods, Kadira @spyridonya, Lenarius @undyingembers, Tristo @molochka-koshka, Minovae & Jesyll @silversiren1101, Kaija @goddevouringserpent, Theoven @offsidekineticist
Yall have amazing character designs! ^^
#other's oc#art#my art#pathfinder oc#pathfinder#pathfinder wrath of the righteous#wotr#pathfinder kingmaker#pfkm#pwotr pals
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Swimming Lessons
A/N: A long time ago, I saw @hauntedolly talking about how nice it would be a story where Woljif teaches Lariel how to swim. And I took it to heart, after all I love Lariel, and back at that time, Dolly was dealing with some health issues.
Unfortunately my ADHD brain only allowed me to sit down and write it now. I have had to stay at home in the last three days due a labyrinthitis, and it was a bless under guise in the end lol
May our health be better, Dolly. And thank you for trusting your Ophelia-coded daughter to me.
Finding that place was a great sight for sore eyes. Even without dipping a foot yet, Lariel could feel the warmth coming from the secret thermal fountain. The cave where the lake was located was small, and there were glistening points above them, like amethyst and obsidian starlets, shining just for curious eyes only.
The first of the group to try the water was Ekaterina. The druid took off her coat and weapons, letting them on a dry rock, and pulled the hems of her tunic over her knees. The farther she went into the water, the shorter she looked.
“Be careful, there are some sinkholes around here,” she warned.
“How’s the water, chief?” Woljif asked.
The aasimar chuckled. “Warm enough for you to stop shaking.”
“Excellent!” The tiefling rubbed his hands mischievously.
Lariel hid a giggle behind her hand; since they had arrived, Woljif didn’t stop complaining about the weather. The locals tried to wrap him in dozens of winter clothes and let him next to the heartfire in the longhouse, but that wasn’t enough. Then somebody told the outsiders about that secret spot, and there they were.
One by one, the companions went to the water, some more bold than others: Seelah risked a dive, and Woljif mocked, “Is that what you call a dive? Let me show you how a professional does!”
“Less chit chat, come for once!” the paladin laughed.
Lariel gathered herself to join them, but suddenly she felt a chill down her spine. Though the water looked great, and her cold muscles were begging for relief, there was an ashamed detail that insisted on holding her back.
Maybe it’s better I just sit here…
Woljif hit the water and made waves splash both sides. Sosiel and Ekaterina preached for him to be more careful, coughing and rubbing their eyes.
“Lariel?” the druid called. “Aren’t you coming?”
“No,” the girl stuttered involuntarily. “I’m… I’m fine here. I swear.”
Ekaterina didn’t look convinced, but she wouldn’t insist. Maybe they would talk later about it, if Lariel was willing to.
But on the other hand, it didn’t take long for a talkative purple lad to swim to the rock banks and ask her quietly, “Are you ok?”
Lariel turned her gaze, playing with her hair. “Yes, I… I just think it’s enough to let my legs in the water, see?” She moved them back and forth. “I’m fine.”
Woljif frowned. “C’mon, it’s not that deep. I hold you.”
She felt her cheeks getting hot. “No, I mean… I…”
He waited with attention.
Lariel sighed and confessed, “I can’t swim”.
“What?”
“I can’t swim,” she stated. “I never learned it.”
The half-elf cringed, clasping her hands over her lap. She was too embarrassed to say it beforehand, and right at the time to enjoy the stroll, she felt worse. A dead weight.
Woljif got out of the pond and sat by her side, resting his tail farther from where Lariel was. “Well, guess today is your lucky day. Because I can swim and teach you.”
If that was supposed to make her feel better, unfortunately made Lariel get stiffed.
“You… don’t need to…”
Woljif shook his head. “C’mon, I know you want it, I can see in your pretty eyes. I won’t give up until you say yes!”
The others were looking at them with curiosity. Lariel swallowed hard; if she was about to get herself embarrassed, so be it. She stared at the glowy yellow eyes and nodded. “Ok, I go.”
“Yes!” he cheered up. “I’m on my way back to the water for you to… uh, gather yourself. Take your time, but don’t go away, huh. We will notice it, right, chief?”
Ekaterina was smiling coyly at them. Her eyes met the girl’s, and Lariel felt a reassurance wave over her.
There was no turning back. But also she didn’t need to feel that scared.
Lariel took off her tunic and kept with the undergarments on, secretly glad for them being made of dark fabric — violet, but not white at least.
She dipped in the warm pond, walking slowly and seeking for safe spots underwater. As he had promised, Woljif came to her, his tail above the ripples like a lazy wyrmling.
“There you are. Ok, ok, first of all; don’t go too deep when you are still learning, after all, if you fail to keep your head above, at least you will not gulp much water. Maybe a little bit. But not much.”
“Right.” She nodded.
He took her hand. “When you feel confident enough, you can release my hand, get it?”
What if I don’t want to? She asked in her heart.
Meanwhile, Ekaterina floated around them silently. Lariel was listening to Woljif’s advices, but couldn’t help observing the druid going back and forth with confidence, taking little dives and crossing the pond. Sosiel and Seelah were resting against the opposite rock bank, talking among them. They all made it look so easy.
“Ok, here we go,” Woljif announced. “Now if you excuse me, I’ll stand right behind you and I’m supporting your arms, see? You can let your weight go. Don’t hold yourself. That’s how you float.”
Lariel did as he said and felt her torso and legs leaving the vertical. At first it was an odd sensation, but with Woljif right there, it wasn’t very scary. Laid on the pond, she felt the pressure against her ears, turning the outside world’s sounds muffled.
“Keep doing it…”
She closed her eyes, trusting her life to him. But as Lariel noticed that Woljif loosened his grip, she jumped and her body dragged her down.
“Opsie!”
Lariel fought to regain balance, the water entering through her nose wasn’t funny at all. It burned.
She held Woljif’s waist and got stiff once more when noticed they were too close.
“Are you ok? Sorry, guess I had to warn you first that I was loosening…” He was ashamed.
“May I help?”
Both of them looked at Ekaterina. “You still need someone to hold your hand. How about two hands?”
Lariel agreed and reached the druid.
“We will do this; one will release you first, and the other only when you ask for it, ok?”
“Deal.” Lariel frowned. It was turning personal. She had to nail that.
Again, Woljif supported her back, while Ekaterina held her hand. Lariel felt the pressure again, but also a bit more serenity. She let the water cradle her, feeling the warmth caress her being from head to toe.
“I… I’m ready, Katya,” she whispered.
The druid grinned, but instead of letting her go, she took the shape of an otter and kept her hand — paw, in that case — on the girl’s. Lariel giggled with that wet fluffy creature holding on to her, while both of them were floating like leaves on the pond.
They arrived at the other side. Seelah clapped. “Well done, girls!”
Woljif came right behind. “We started well! Now you just have to learn to swim, otherwise the river will take you with it.”
Lariel leaned against the rock wall, feeling her hair sticking on the back of her head. It must have been a mess, but she didn’t mind at all.
“Of course, I… just need to catch my breath.”
Woljif thought to say something, but Seelah’s water attack was quicker, and they stormed splashes everywhere.
“Hey! Not me!” Sosiel complained, but he also gave in to the mayhem.
Lariel watched they giggling and playing like children, while she and Ekaterina were taking a break on the rocks.
And the otter druid looked adorable dropped on the bank like a pancake.
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Wistenra’s Backstory
After reading so many wonderful pieces by @dujour13, @turbulentpumpkin43, @hauntedolly, and @tenmillionbees, it inspired me to write a little background on Wistenra and their patron.
Wistenra was born in the drow city of Ust Natha. They were a mere child when the Bhaalspawn Tatjana infiltrated the city searching for the eggs of the silver dragon Adalon. Wistenra even managed to catch a glimpse of Tatjana and her party outside the city as the group’s disguises collapsed and they fled the Underdark.
Wistenra’s mother was part of a group of drow that would hold meetings in secret behind locked doors in Ust Natha. Unlike most drow in Ust Natha, this group questioned the efficacy of a society built upon cruelty and backstabbing and would discuss how they think things would be if drow society was more cooperative. Solaufein himself was a member of that group. The group was eventually discovered, and its members had to flee the city to escape persecution. They were found by a group of Sword Dancers, followers of the goddess Eilistraee, who helped them out of the Underdark and welcomed them among their commune on the surface.
Wistenra and their mother converted to Eilistraee worship with their mother even joining the priesthood. Living communally where people treated them kindly was an improvement over their lives in Ust Natha. However, the surface drow still had to put up with mistrust and discrimination from the surface-dwellers. The church of Eilistraee teaches its followers to respond to insults and aggression with tolerance and understanding. While Wistenra’s mother embraced this philosophy whole-heartedly, Wistenra found that there were only so many times they were willing to turn the other cheek before they realized that it was much more satisfying (and profitable) to scam these surfacers of their money.
While Wistenra made their living on the surface, Sarevok Anchev was deciding what he wanted to do with his new chance at life. Now free of his Bhaalspawn taint and having earned his redemption, Sarevok found himself at a bit of a loss. In his wanderings, Sarevok found traces of Bhaal worship and schemes. Even though the Lord of Murder was long dead, and Tatjana had foiled his plans and given Bhaal’s divinity to be locked away in Mount Celestia, Sarevok had the suspicion that the Bhaalspawn crisis wouldn’t be the last they would hear from his father. He dedicated the rest of his life to investigating Bhaal’s schemes and foiling them wherever he could.
Without Bhaal’s taint, Sarevok had a normal human lifespan. When it was his time to go, Kelemvor sentenced him to the Wall of the Faithless. Rather than resigning himself to a slow fade into oblivion, Sarevok used the same determination and strength of spirit that brought him back to life the first time and refused the fate the god of the dead had in store for him. He accepted a bargain with a powerful devil who wanted to enlist Sarevok in his service. Sarevok managed to convince the devil that having him brought back as a lemure would be a waste, so the devil gave Sarevok his strength and power from his youth. This turned out to be a mistake. As soon as Sarevok reached Avernus with his would-be “master”, he immediately turned on him. Sarevok fought his way through Hell, defeating anyone who would try to tame him. Eventually, Sarevok became a fearsome devil more powerful than any pit fiend. Only an archdevil could stand a chance against his power.
Sarevok was able to fight his new devilish nature and preserve the goodness in him. He once again turned his attention to his father’s schemes, fighting against them once more. However, he would quickly realize how very difficult it was for outsiders to fight against their nature. Every day was a battle not to lose the redemption he earned. He needed an agent. Someone with free will who could help him in his investigations.
Wistenra and Sarevok’s paths would converge fifteen years before the Absolute kicked off their plot. A rash of murders plagued the city of Baldur’s Gate. Wistenra’s mother, a gentle priestess of Eilistraee, was one of the killer’s victims. Distraught, Wistenra used every bit of wit and guile to find out who this killer was. Sarevok also took a great interest in this killer, as he suspected that Bhaal might be related to this. Sarevok would end up saving Wistenra’s life after their investigations nearly get them killed by Bhaalite cultists. The two of them agreed on a pact. Wistenra clearly had a talent for sticking their nose in places where it doesn’t belong, and the same determination to see things through that Sarevok had, but they were nearly powerless against whatever enemies they would come up against. Sarevok would provide them that power.
Sarevok’s suspicions were proven correct. The killer turned out to be the Dark Urge, a special Bhaalspawn created from the Lord of Murder’s essence. Wistenra was able to uncover the killer’s identity, but they were hunted down and slain by the Dark Urge shortly after. Sarevok brought them back to life so that he could get their report. Though the Dark Urge had gotten away, the killings stopped, and no trace of that strange Bhaalspawn could ever be found again. Sarevok and Wistenra made their partnership permanent. Wistenra would continue to investigate Bhaal’s activities, and Sarevok would give them powers and compensation for acting as his agent on Faerun.
#baldur's gate#baldur's gate 3#wistenra#sarevok anchev#i didn’t reach that part yet but i know sarevok was done dirty
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thanks for the tag, @princeofstarkhaven !
decided to try n make ocean (dnd/pathfinder) using this picrew 💛
tagging to make some oc's, no obligation: @lesbiandice + @opaleyedprince + @nuclearstorms + @reapersynth + @tsaesci + @consulaaris + @sotc + @bunfey + @saintjudegf + @bloodtwyres + @emerivtus + @halsin + @hauntedolly + @halkuonn + @reides + @ashhari + @swanfey + @aragorngf + any1 else who'd like to !
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39 for Sia. Cause I think it'd be funny
Thanks Dolly 🥰
39. Would they ever crash a wedding?
Answered here but I’ll add that Siavash obviously would and has, especially as Knight-Commander. He gets Seelah to keep him posted on the sly about upcoming weddings and he and Aivu just show up at the reception (they skip the vows and speeches part obviously). It’s one of the ways he makes himself popular in the Fifth Crusade – never above hanging out with the common soldiers, the mongrels, the mimics, whoever has cake.
Unfortunately that means crusaders eventually start expecting him to show up, and if he doesn’t they feel they’ve been snubbed. This has two effects. It puts him off showing up at weddings at all, and makes him feel guilty for not showing up at weddings. Eventually he has to stop completely but he is supposed to be running a crusade and all, so there’s a good excuse.
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OOOH how about 31 for Kadee! 💕
Your character has been invited to a masquerade ball. What mask do they wear?
After making sure such a ball is safe, Kadira would likely wear something akin to the following:
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🧠 for Sparrow and Vonzi
Thanks so much Dolly!! Coming from this ask game
🧠- What do you like most about the OC?
Sparrow: I think at this point what I like most about her is her tenacity--her willingness to put her head down and push through hard times. She goes through so much and it takes an age for her to learn how to not expect the worst to happen out of every situation, but she never gives up if and when the worst does happen. It's very admirable!
Vonzi: Her self-assurance. She doesn't let things like self-doubt plague her and honestly she'd probably be a good role model for people with, like, anxiety. "Would Vonzi care about this? No? Then I won't either." It can make her hard to get along with for people who actually know her but as someone who just gets to sit in her head and see her decide on things and then commit without letting anxiety over herself get in the way is just really good. She knows the only thing she can truly control is herself and her actions!
#cassy answers#hauntedolly#oc: sparrow#oc: vonzi#it's funny answering this for sparrow esp bc even as early as a few months ago i would have said i didn't really like anything about her#getting to know an oc really changes ur perspective about things#pwotr pals
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💀for Valerius
thank you!
💀 - Does your OC have any phobias?
It's sorta easy to think that Valerius doesn't have any, but I'd say his biggest phobia is confinement or entrapment. The thought of being forced to be stuck in one space with little to no way to get out terrifies him - making the experience in the Battlebliss absolutely nightmarish and hands down the most traumatic part of the crusade for him, especially as it completely wrests control from him and the demons take great delight in keeping him near feral.
ASK GAME | CHARACTERS
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Maybe this is silly but! Curious about 17 and 39 for Zeke my favorite durge 💕😌💕
aaaugahgga thank you dolly.... don't let him know though his ego is already inflated enough.....
17 is already answered!
39. What does your Character think of Raphael?
distrusts him immediately. zeke is very blunt and straight-forward so he hates his riddle speaking shit. wishes he would leave him alone and only tolerates him that one time for astarion. (zeke voice "psh it's not like i care about him or anything we just have to be as prepared as possible for cazador!!")
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rules: go on pinterest and share the first celeb, outfit, quotes, and aesthetic that appears on your dash
Tagged by @turbulentpumpkin43 Thank you! 💕
tagging @cassynite, @wonda-ch, @hauntedolly, @baneschosen
and whoever wants to do it 🥰
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