Puck's expression certainly fits the description more & more as she speaks, the mental image of a puppy dog being stretched making him pout severely. But then his tail starts to wag at the mention of a bone. Like water off a duck's back, the rest of her words are forgotten in an instant.
Saddest yet easiest dog ever. ❝ Oh, I would love a bone . . . ❞
Oh plenty. Most of them I haven’t bc I’m afraid of getting things wrong or inaccurate for the source material. A big one is Fallout. I’d really like to make a fleshed out verse for Leo in the Fallout universe, I’m just not that familiar with it aside from basic knowledge. It’s difficult for me to fit him into non-fantasy universes, especially bc most of his character tends to rely on being fantasy-based.
There’s plenty of others. I’d love to shove Leo into the universe of every fandom/media I’m interested in, but I’m very insecure abt getting things right and not making him too convoluted I guess.
Tldr, it’s not that I haven’t had the chance per se, it’s more than I’m too afraid of getting things wrong to try new verses :’) The only one I’ve been fully comfortable with is The Elder Scrolls and that’s bc 1.) I’m super familiar with it and 2.) Leo started out as a TES OC originally.
THAT ONE POSITIVITY MEME EXCEPT THERE'S NO LINK CUZ I GOT NERVOUS & DELETED IT LOL / @archaeval
aw man u caught me i thot i was slick .. 😔
but *sniffles* thank uuuu , this is so very sweet i got a little misty-eyed seeing it in my inbox bc i am very emotional today apparentlyyjdfgh
“Mmngh.”
She rolled over, burying her face in Ruby’s neck. Her arm flung itself over the other woman’s middle. Her curls were a wild mess of fluff. Normally she braided her hair before bed to avoid that, but she had been…preoccupied…the night before.
“Five more minutes.” Normally, they were both early risers. Up at the crack of dawn, ready to face the day. That morning, though, she just wanted to cuddle.
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Honestly? He wouldn’t mind impact play with a partner if it was something they enjoyed/wanted to explore, but he’s not particular excited by it. He’d be a bit reluctant to be on the receiving end, but again, he’d likely do so if it pleased his partner.
He’s not big on pain during intercourse, at least, not that kind. He’s more into claws/teeth or even knives.
From here ── 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐃 🧠 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐀 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐇𝐀𝐕𝐄 𝐀𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐌𝐘 𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄 .✦
Totally approved. He’s incredibly picky and I don’t think he likes to wear strong scents, only subtle ones? Those kinds of alluring scents that leave a lingering trail behind him as he walks. I feel like he’s also very part particular about what scents he likes others to wear, especially in the neck region – again, probably nothing too over-powering.
What I Like About You || Open!
“ You will probably try to dispute it, but I do find your company agreeable. I enjoy hearing your perspective on matters, especially when they are so different than my own. ”
What I Like About You || Open!
“ You’re adventurous and not afraid to cause a little chaos with me. Like crashing the boys’ little bath party because they were taking too long. ”
Stubborn as heartwood, is she? She thinks of herself too softly. She’s as stubborn as a wound that has poorly healed over. He watches. She’s as stubborn as the rain that would worsen its ache. And to be sure, he doesn’t believe it so plainly undeserving, whatever displeasure she might cradle for his trailing her steps. After all, she is quite an obstinate creature, but the sister, he would imagine, to the crack of a whip, but it’s hardly the providence of killers to bow to a scolding. That assassin… For both her health and body, this dog must stay.
And she loathes it. Henry huffs. Well, he thinks with a frown, bloody move on.
“Just as long as that list of secrets you told me about, isn’t that right? Well, as far as they’re like to go licking at your heels, I’d reckon so is the same of my post right here.”
Unreal. It turns out the man with the sword’s as stubborn as she.
But – and Maker forgive him – he has a reason to be. No, whatever this is – and it is a lot, certainly, her mind quibbling with this nervesome git’s intentions, her head puzzling to the source of his lingering care – it has never, forever been just a consequence of duty. She might believe it an oath, he might imagine, or perhaps some fool-hearted notion to play as a knight, but truth is, he’s rather tired of losing, of sat watching on the side as the rich draw blood. How tiny they would feel and how utterly helpless…! But no more. They leave the building. Sun high, the sound of the buzzing markets warm his bones.
“I was thinking–” always dangerous, that “–whenever it is we finish getting what it is you’re needing, I should take to you the training grounds. Ready you. Fight you, ma'am.” Her? He’s lost it. “I’m insisting, and if you’ve any sense, you’d let me.” / @archaeval, continued from here.
The petals get stuck in her curls. She can’t help but laugh as one falls down and tickles her nose. She brushes it away. Noticing Jane’s pout at how the flower crown fell apart, she says, “It’s all right. We can make another one.”
She playfully tugs a loose lock of her niece’s hair. “We can make one for your mom, too.”
already one step ahead of you (i pull out my ruby and iago barbie dolls and make them kiss)
i think these two are cute!!! worlds slowest slow burn but thats kinda the best for iago. theyre very similar in a way that i think they both really Get each other and can also see through each other more easily which is Very Scary for the iago (and also much needed). also they flirt via spreadsheets and indexing
ik we’ve only talked abt da but i am squinting at your bg3 verse wondering if iago the lying liar cultist can bag a spider gf. im pondering it.
and also. of course. iago can and should be The Dad* Who Stepped Up. i think its sweet that iago would get along so well with jane
Send 💬 + a rumor and my muse will react to it / @archaeval
HIS TAIL WAGS with delight. ❝ Oh, yes ! I am very good at all of those. Do you want me to show you ? I can show you ! ❞
Would your muse Smash , Date , or Pass my muse? || Open!
“ And here I thought you were just staring because I had something on my face…or chest…or ass. ”
From here ── 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍 𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒 .✦
Oh, easily, the memories of the night where he received his scars resurface. They replay in moments of solitude, just haunting the fuck out of him. His screams were the sweetest, after all. I have a headcanon scenario of what transpired that night and how it all happened, so lemme know if I should do a drabble for it!
On the subject of memories, I feel like fragmented parts of memories from his old life pop up in his dreams now and again. Flashes of things and places he experienced as a child, from when he was a magistrate and so on. He’ll see glimpses of faces and people that he doesn’t recognise, but may have meant something to him before becoming a spawn. It makes him ponder whether he had any genuine friends or romantic relationships with any of these people. Relationships that simply dissolved into everyday life as his existence slowly faded with time. :c
From here ── 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍 𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒 .✦
Canonically, losing Tav (or whoever he chooses to romance) would be very hard for Astarion, considering they can potentially open him up to the idea of a safe, healthy relationship, both platonic or romantic, depending on the choices made in the run.
Otherwise… it’s sad to think that he doesn’t really have anyone or anything else of value in his life to lose, other than maybe his companions, but that wouldn’t be enough to actually break him, I don’t think.
unprompted / always accepting
I’m trying so hard not to just make it her go-to Inquisition party, but I really think it would be Solas, Varric, and Iron Bull. Solas and Bull are two of the smartest people she’s ever met, and they’re both very insightful with remarkable attention-to-detail. Honestly the biggest problem with having them both in the escape room would be their clashing egos, but she’s pretty sure she can handle it.
Varric would be there to pick up on anything obvious that the brainiacs miss by over-thinking, and to keep her sane by cracking jokes at their expense under his breath with her.
It does help that she does genuinely enjoy the company of all these men, but there’s some strategy behind it too.
Oooooh, @archaeval here we go, let’s see how this goes with Alistair’s selection:
He brings his favorite three rogues.
Just kidding, those would certainly not likely be appropriate in an escape room. But he does bring Zevran, Isabela, and Varric. Because they are rogues, and he figures one of them is going to be able to come up with a clever solution across the board. Varric the true answer, or if not Isabela is going to get through simply because she wants to and that’s the only limitation she has. And Zevran?
He’ll be determined to show Alistair just how clever he is. And at the very least, Alistair is going to get some entertainment out of watching the three of them or out of the four or at least having some good company out of all of them.
In the end the escape room doesn’t get solved, per se, but they do manage to escape and make off with the “we succeeded” t-shirts, mostly because Isabela insisted they totally did technically succeed and who is telling that woman that she can’t? The story is that they solved every lock in there, and they’re all complete geniuses. Alistair lets Varric tell others how it was done. Congratulations to the lot of them.
The problem is, of course, that the entire course is left broken in the end. Mostly because not a single person in that escape room was actually any good at solving a problem or lockpicking a lock, and all four of them were still determined to win. They end up paying for a rebuilding of the entire facility in the end.
𝐑𝐔𝐁𝐘 𝐒𝐌𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐃 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐃𝐑𝐘 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐂𝐇𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐃𝐀𝐌𝐏 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐍𝐄. she knew how to laugh with her eyes, and rarely chose to. she danced well; these were the only bits of her he’d managed to detach from the archives. elric thought not for the first time of a small boy nestled against a cold spider; somehow, it was enough.
❝ 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐈𝐒 𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐋𝐄 𝐑𝐔𝐁𝐘 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐀𝐒𝐊 𝐎𝐅 𝐌𝐄, ❞ he admitted. ❝ i believe she knows this, and that it accounts for her silence near as much as her natural temperament. ❞
𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐃 “ 𝐒𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐇 𝐎𝐑 𝐏𝐀𝐒𝐒 “ 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐌𝐘 𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐀𝐍𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐑 𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐋𝐘 𝐀𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐒. 𝐍𝐎 𝐋𝐘𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐃 .
