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I think Orin the Red is hilarious when you play through BG3 as Tav.

As Durge, she’s your rival sister/(cousin?) motivated by her Bhaalspawn instincts, her daddy issues, and an apposing ideology to kill you and take your place in the schemes of the Dead Three. She sees that you survived her initial attack and gleefully takes the opportunity to torture you more by siccing the cult you once lead on you and kidnapping one of your companions. She’s rash, impulsive, unpredictable, deadly, and childish all at the same time. She makes for a very personal nemesis and either a rival for an evil Durge or a cautionary tale for a resist Durge.

As Tav, however, she’s just a weirdo. She shows up after you’ve chased Ketheric Thorme into his gross little underground tentacle/anus bunker, riding Wyll’s dad like someone who doesn’t fully understand S&M but wants to look kinky, just to call Ketheric a pussy and threaten him, eliciting little more than annoyance from the guy. Then she joins Ketheric and Gortash in a sailor moon style power-beam-pose to make the big brain from Futurama behave and bounces through a portal.

The next three interactions you have will be her popping up around Rivington outside Basilisk’s Gate, asking questions that go nowhere before going, “lol you thought you were talking to a blacksmith/reporter/magic-circus-relationship-counselor, but it was me, Orin, the whole time!” It feels like she wants the attention so much more than she wants to gather intel or even to rattle Tav psychologically. All I could think during my first play through was, “who the funky hell are you, lady?”

Like, she might be telling herself that she’s this grand puppet master, but it comes across like a blood soaked theater kid who needs people to see how she really *became* Mrs. Pots from Beauty and the Beast and will happily burst into “be our guest” in the middle of the school cafeteria. She’s a YouTube street prankster who can’t help looking over at her cameraman and giggling during her social experiment.

Her best moments are during the quest line where she kidnaps one of your crew. She takes on the visage of your squad mate and gives a convincing rendition of the person snapping mentally before going, “psyche! Orin again, you simple bitch!” Then she tells you that she’s disabled and taken one of the heroes/villains you’ve been traveling with down to her evil sewer murder lair and gives you an ultimatum to go and kill her remaining world domination conspirator or she’ll kill this companion. Awesome, dope, almost makes up for having to chase a red dwarf and his cadre of disposable shapeshifters around the lower city just to find her. You get down to the sewers and, oh snap, your teammate has escaped on their own, but they are broken physically and mentally by whatever horrors Orin put them through, except it’s Orin again. “Double psyche!” Squeals the lobster shell clad semi-divine nepo baby, “Orin again! Don’t chase me down, or my scary murder cult will murder you scarily!” And the Bhaal cult’s best shot at stopping you is to have a bunch of disposable goons plink at you with fire arrows and turn invisible while one special mook does the “um, actually you all just die in five turns” ritual.

So you’ve killed all the cultists in the sewer gauntlet, you’ve met her dad/grandpa and dealt with him according to your own discretion, either murdered or rescued a racist elephant, and you’re finally allowed to confront her. Your companion is unconscious, and you have to do a speech check to be like, “Hey, don’t kill them before we fight.” She turns into the cockroach alien from the first Men in Black movie, and you fight. Only after you kill her do you get to wander into her objectively sad bedroom, see a dead, nameless Dragonborn on the floor and find a journal where she explains that she had no part in coming up with the plan for the netherbrain, and in fact killed the actual mastermind because, and you’ll never guess her deep motive, she wanted the attention Bhaal was giving him.

All she wanted was attention and recognition; as a Bhaalspawn, as the Chosen of Bhaal, as the cult’s leader, and as a proper threat to Tav. All of it was literally just for attention. She’s so irrelevant and irritating that her fundamental motivation as a character is to simply matter to anyone, to matter to everyone. Which makes it so funny that’s she’s just an annoyance that I kill as soon as I’m able so I can go back to enjoying act three.

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Spirited Away (2001) dir. Hayao Miyazaki

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pregnancy during apocalypse trope is CRAZYYY to me like why are you letting him come inside you girl???? now is NOT the time.

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I got to work IMMEDIATELY

I know it might be different because astarion is a vampire spawn. But please, just…just let me have this.

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hello please can I sleep in a studio ghibli bed it’s urgent

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“Robert Pattinson showed up with iPhone voice recordings and had already nailed the voice for ‘THE BOY AND THE HERON’ before recording started. It was his first ever voice role and he finished in 2 days.” (source)

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writing dialogue for Astarion in like a normal text editor is very difficult actually because it feels like all his dialogue should be created with WordArt

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Many have written about how Karlach throws Astarion, well… Don't worry, no Astarions were harmed! But I can't say the same about Gortash…

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Art by "@young_ols311" on Twitter

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whoever edited this needs their pussy ate

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gay witches the musical sketches

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Loathing, unadulterated loathing! for your face, your voice, your clothing!

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Elphie taking Glinda's glasses is the best thing I've ever seen

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What is this feeling?

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At least I know what I want this year

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Ella y Yo || Miguel O'Hara x Reader

Ella y yo

Teníamos claro que era una locura

esta relación

Pero la carne nos llamaba y la cama

nos hacía una invitación

A solo hacer el amor

In which Miguel and the reader have a forbidden romance, in secret of her husband.

Content warning: smut and cheating.

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Miguel knew it was wrong. But he couldn't help himself. He couldn't help the way your little moans and whines dragged him deeper and deeper in love with you as he fucked you senseless in the supply closet of HQ. His hand over your mouth as to try and quiet you down.

He couldn't help himself when you clenched around him begging him to fill you up with everything, it was like a drug, a drug he couldn't stop consuming.

So imagine his dread when he sat at the bar deep in HQ. Sitting next to none other but your husband. Your husband and Miguel had been friends for years. Which is why the guilt that he was fucking his wife hit him even deeper.

"Bro, you just have to take her" your husband said "If she's married but she's with you on the download she clearly wants you" your husband said as he took a Sip of his drink "Don't give me advice on this situation" Miguel grumbled as he looked at the TV.

"You know, my wife is the best lady I've ever met. She's classy, she's beautiful she's my inspiration to do better" your husband said. Ouch. Miguel felt like his heart was being crushed. How could he tell him that the woman he loved was also his wife.

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"Fuck... Miguel slow down" you whined. But his thrust into your body were relentless. You held onto the desk for support. Miguel's talons digging into your hips as he took you from behind. His cock stretching out your insides, hitting that spot that made you see stars each time. Why was Miguel being so rough with you? He had seen you with your husband, and while he knew you 2 were nothing, that he was just a fling in your heart. The jealousy inside of him build up like lava.

"I saw you with him" he growled into your ear, his assault on your pussy stopping momentarily. He turned you around, laying you down on the desk and spreading your legs wide for him. "¿Lo hiciste para darme celos?" He asked as he lowered himself closer to you. His cock lining up with your entrance again "No-" you started before moaning as his cock buried deep inside you again "No me mientas" Miguel growled as he started moving again. His pace even more rough this time, reaching impossibly deeper into you. "M-miguel I love you!" You exclaimed. He stopped for a moment, his eyes staring into yours searching for the lie. Because your confession made his heart flutter and his cock throb inside of you. He cupped your face, wrapping your legs around his waist and kissing you, his thrust being more gentle.

He was in too deep

And it was too late to go back now...

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The memory brought something out of Miguel. You were in his bed, sleeping. Yet yout husband thought you were slaving away at the computer. He gulped the last bit of his drink

"Amigo I'm sorry about what I'm about to do" Miguel said as he turned to look at your husband. Your husband raised a brow "What do you mean Miguel?" He asked raising a brow before laughing. "I think you took a few too many drinks"

Miguel raised his hand up to silence him "You know the woman I love. And even though it's not easy what I'm about to do, I'll admit it's your wife" Miguel said. It felt like glass had shattered in the room

"What...?" Your husband asked in disbelief "I went out with your wife" Miguel said again "I-I can't believe you" your husband said looking at the ground. Miguel slammed his hand on the bar and stood up "I've been fucking your wife" he said more sternly now.

Your husband looked up at him and stood up too, pointing his finger right at him "I hope God forgives you because I won't! I lost you both and that the same time" he yelled as he sat back down. Taking his beer in a shaking hand "I see now, it was a lie when she said she was staying late to do work" he whispered

"Well she lied" Miguel said, smugly "It was me and her in my office all alone" he said almost tauntingly. A smirk appearing on his face. Your husband turned to look up at him. "God knows how many other places you've both done it in, I hate you both" your husband yelled. Standing up, slamming a dollar bill on the counter and walking away, anger seething off him.

Miguel stood there for a bit, but as he payed for his drinks and made his way to his bed where you layed, he couldn't deny he was happy. You were finally all his.

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Translations:

¿Lo hiciste para darme celos?

-Did you do it to make me jealous?

No me mientas

-Don't lie to me

Amigo

-Friend

A/N: I don't condone cheating in way/shape/form but I'm Hispanic, and Don Omar just screames Miguel to me; and this is what came out. I have a few more on the works so keep an eye out. I also have my ask box open if anyone wants to make request!

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Cyber S3x || Miguel O'Hara x Reader

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When he off work, he calling me on Skype

Trust me when I meet him, I'm fucking him on sight 

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Warnings: Video call s3x/ dirty talk/ masturbation

Sypnosis: It's been a while and Miguel and you are needy for eachother, even if you're universes away.

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"Cariño I just miss you" Miguel's voice came from the computer you had sitting on the desk. You were spinning around in the little chair in your room "I know love" you whispered.

An anomaly had appeared, but the little bastard was sneakier then anyone thought, so here you were stuck with Hobbie in earth 2077 a cyberpunk earth. Hobbie was in the room next door, both of you deciding to rent separate places and stay until the anomaly had been captured. Your normal spider suit had been replaced by something that had Miguel genuinely drooling everytime you would be distracted and his eyes could focus on you.

A skintight latex body suit, the chest being shaped like a heart. Fishnet leggings and heeled boots. A short jacket over your shoulders that did nothing to cover up your figure. Your hair neatly tied to a bun and your makeup, bright colors with black lipstick.

"It's been months and we have no leads on this thing" you mumbled throwing your head back with a groan. And spun around your chair once more.

"I don't want to leave until I've capture that thing" you admitted with a sigh. But as you turned to look at the camera you could see Miguel's eyes in your chest. You quickly blushed knowing your outfit was sensual but you just wanted your best chance at finding information. A few days into the universe and you realized you had it a little easier then Hobbie.

"Maybe you two should come back" Miguel said softly, he missed you, he needed you. You sighed, playing with the necklace on your neck, a pretty letter M written in gold Cursive hung on the necklace.

"Mikki, you're staring" you said with a giggle. Reaching up and slowly undoing your hair bun

His gaze was dark as he stared at your body. "God I miss you" he mumbled with a groan, suppressing his urges.

You could see Miguel staring at you hungrily, you could hear him groaning and shifting in his seat and you smirked.

An idea raised inside of your head. Slowly you unzipped the front of your body suit your eyes never leaving Miguel "sorry, the room got kinda hot" you whispered

"Cariño por favor" he begged with you "Don't tease me" he grumbled

"Come on darling, we both need this" you whispered "take your shirt off"

Miguel's eyes darted around, he groaned and mumbled something in Spanish and locked the door, taking off his Gizmo and turning it off to make sure Lyla wouldn't interrupt them. He took his shirt off and threw it somewhere across the room before sitting back down.

"There, you happy?" He asked sarcastically, but his hand was in his crotch. You hummed in delight "You want me to touch myself for you?" You whispered looking at the camera intensely

He gulped, but you could tell the idea excited him greatly. You picked up your computer, making your way towards the bed instead. "I'm waiting for confirmation O'Hara" you teased placing the computer far away as you sat on the bed, still facing from the chest up for you.

He groaned, knowing you were toying with him. You chuckled, fully taking off the jacket and unzipping the bodysuit fully, throwing it somewhere on the ground. You slowly started massaging your breast for him. Miguel's eyes stared hungrily "God I wish I was there sucking on them myself" he groaned his eyes never leaving your hands on your breast.

"Carajo" he groaned throwing his head back "Yes mi amor please, touch yourself don't leave me like this" he groaned "like what?" You asked innocently, batting your eyelashes at him.

Miguel groaned, moving the camera back and pulling his sweatpants down letting his dick spring free. He slowly started stroking himself watching you.

You smirked, moving the camera down and showing you had only been wearing the fishnet leggings. "I wish you were here to rip them, like this" you whispered and ripped a hole into them, showing your soaked core to him.

You bit your lip as a hand reached for your core, slowly rubbing your clit. "Mira lo mojadita que estás" (look how wet you are) he groaned, his hand quickening. Both of your moans could be heard. It felt so good, finally giving yourself your much needed pleasure.

Miguel's strokes were quick "God I wish I was inside you right now" his deep voice grumbled sending shivers of excitement into you. You shivered at the thought and felt your walls clench around air.

You needed him so desperately, your body aching to be with him, to feel his touch again, his fangs sinking into your skin as his talons dugged into your hips.

The thought alone making you moan and shift in the bed.

From his moans you could tell Miguel was close and the sight was delicious for you his messy brown hair sticking to his face as she sweated profusely. Groans and moans as he bucked his hips up into his hands searching for release.

"Let's cum together darling" you whispered, using your other hand to slip 2 fingers into your core searching for that gummy spot that had you seeing stars.

You both were so focused on your pleasure, eyes closed imagining it was the other. Your pace quickened and in a matter of seconds you saw white, moaning his name loudly as your release spilled out of you. Miguel cursed at the sigh and followed suit, his seed shooting up to his hand and his chest.

Both of you were breathing heavily "Thank you mi amor" he whispered a small smile in his face. "I can't wait for you to be here" he said. Your cheeks flushed, knowing damn well when he got back you wouldn't be able to walk for a while.