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20. three songs that remind you of the person who sends this one

>:3

candy - doja cat

miss shiney - kaiit

hammer - nothing,nowhere.

shuffle your favorite playlist and post the first five songs that come up. then copy/paste this ask to your favorite mutuals <3

ok I havent really used a specific playlist in a while so I’m gonna use the heavy rotation one apple generates for me based on what ive been listening to a lot of lately

we got:

Barbie Girl by Aqua

Spun by Grouplove

and 3 songs by Bad Religion:

Pity the Dead, Fuck You and Sanity.

I have been on a Bad Religion kick lately so that tracks lmfao

🐹 u are like a brother to me .

some rly important juno outtakes from the other week 4 u

sepia lavender EMERALD

love you bestiiiieeeeeeeee

gen 1 and 2, story specific 2, and romance 1 and 11 for zofeia :3

general

1. where can your tav be recruited? are they first encountered on the nautiloid, or in the nautiloid crash region? or are they not recruitable until a later act?

she will be in the starting room on the nautiloid. interacting with her pod will begin a small scene where it's revealed that she's out cold. after this, where she can be found in act one depends on what you did with shadowheart; if you freed her, zofeia will be inspecting the temple door, but if you didn't free her, zofeia will be encountered in the blighted village, searching for the necromacy of thay.

2. do the other companions have special comments or reactions upon recruiting your tav?

gale will hint at the fact that he's seen her before (not met though), lae'zel will be annoyed about having two fragile wizards in the party, wyll makes a concerned comment on the way something about her seems deeply sad, shadowheart will say something about keeping zofeia away from her if she falls in combat, and astarion makes a snide joke about how she's always scowling.

as for companions that join later, minthara makes a similar comment to lae'zel, halsin mentions that he is wary of her, jaheira makes a light-hearted comment about zofeia's preternatural stillness & silence being unsettling, and minsc has to be reminded that she exists.

story specific

2. how do they advise the player character on raphael?

zofeia is adamant on the player refusing raphael's bargain, and anything other than outright hostility towards him will net disapproval from her. in the dialogue after, if the player urges her to consider, she'll sharply tell them "we're done here" and the dialogue will end. if successful, a passive check will reveal that she's familiar with him, and she's absolutely terrified of him.

romance

1. is your tav a romanceable character? are there any specific requirements to romancing them?

she is! i haven't worked out specifics, but she'd need an approval threshold of (upper end) fair-high to be able to activate her romance.

11. what are tav’s plans for the future? do they propose to the pc, or is marriage not something they’re interested in?

throughout her romance, asking zofeia what she thinks of their relationship or what she wants for their future will result in hostility (but no approval loss), which is later revealed to be a result of her abuse at her father's hands. she'll only welcome the player character talking about the future after her father is dealt with, and even then has no plans of her own. any suggestions of marriage will be laughed off.

companion tav asks.

10, 18, 20 ! 👁️👁️

10. Something that made you cry this year?

god this is a question that decides how vulnerable you wanna be on the internet huh !!! when i think of this i only think of one day in the entire year. like i didn't cry this year except for that day. not true, though i'm not an easy crier honestly. on this day, i did that crying that's only reserved for the most pain. y'know, when you're screaming while you cry and it's violent and ugly and disgusting. while my ex was asleep i was packing my things, and i had to wake them to pack other things cuz they were in the way. it took me so long to work up the courage to wake them. the following conversation was.. a lot

18. A memorable meal this year?

i just answered this with the first time i had eaten japanese food.. i suppose another memorable meal would be when i got together with my family in october. first time i'd seen them since i moved house this year. it was the first time i had those uh, loaded fries i think? cheesy with onions and whatever on them? they were very nice!

20. What’s something you learned this year?

oh gosh another thing i've learnt.. if i get bad vibes from someone, if i just don't like them without a good reason, i shouldn't keep fighting to like them, i shouldn't push myself to try and make that friendship work. it's ok to just dislike people because you don't vibe with them.

is there darran lore. karlo pweeease drop the darran lore. 🤲🥺🫶

AHHH honestly i'm mostly building his lore based on my in game choices.... adding and retconning stuff as i go 😭 but for now here's like. the general idea of him & his lore pre-canon, based on my playthrough so far:

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BACKGROUND — He used to run with a for-hire mercenary band for years, taking odd jobs here and there. It was all a pretty good deal & they all got along well, until his last job with them ended in tragedy-- leaving him the sole survivor and bound by pact to his Old One patron.

Due to this, he's been a solo mercenary ever since, always moving from place to place & keeping everyone at arm's length in case such a thing happens again. He makes friends easily (when they can get past the horns), but he never keeps them around long enough for it to matter. maybe getting rawed by halsin can help him reconsider that

WARLOCK / GREAT OLD ONE — His relationship with his patron is pretty nonexistent. He's never even seen his patron, only hearing their ever-changing voice through vague dreams and whispers. In this way, he's kind of envious of other warlocks with a more direct relationship with their patrons. He's not unhappy with their pact, but would it kill an eldritch being to give him a pat on the back for once?

He gets the occasional compulsion to do the strangest things, but he's gotten no complaints from his patron as long as he follows them. They're usually benign, harmless things— kick three stones into a road, arrange all the chairs in a room facing east, etc. Sometimes they're things he's more reluctant to do— he prefers not to discuss those. He tries not to think about whether they're actually from his patron or if he's just slowly losing his mind from his connection to such an unfathomable being.

———

anyway YEAH that's pretty much it for now.... i have some stuff in mind for his canon but i gotta like. play more of the game first

gen 1, 6, 7 and story 11, 12 for morana 👀

ty for the ask ♡ bg3 companion!tav asks

-- general;

Where can your Tav be recruited?  Are they first encountered on the Nautiloid, or in the Nautiloid crash region?  Or are they not recruitable until a later act?

she's first encountered on the nautiloid, but she's not willing to tag along with any group at this point, because she doesn't trust anyone not to stab her in the back. but she would follow the group silently, using invisibility spell and that's how she'd be able to escape the ship. she later can be found near the place where you encounter astarion. specifically, close the the dying mindflayer; it's a grousome scene, because she is trying to get answers from the mindflayer and she is not above using any method necessary.

if there are any more bodies near her, please, ignore them she's the kindest person ever i swear <3

6. Do they have any secrets that can be revealed? What are the prerequisites for this secret coming to light?

ohhh, plenty of those; most of those are secrets even to her, considering the circumstances of the whole dark urge quest. pretty much all of her secrets are connected to her urge and her past. however, her life before the temple of bhaal is something she keeps very close to her heart once she finds out so good luck getting her to open up.

prerequisites are gaining her trust and letting her succumb to urge once in a while. however bloody and cruel her urges can be without it she can't really discover her past because it's such am important part of her.

7. Do they have their own personal quest that spans the course of the game? Can it take different branching paths depending on the choices the Player Character makes?

the dark urge quest is her personal quest pretty much, but with some changes from yours truly <3 it can take different paths, though. if someone managed to gain her trust, she would listen and consider their opinions, and so she can be swayed from following her urge and breaking free from bhaal's influence.

-- story;

11. What do they say if the PC tries to force them to go up on stage with Dribbles the Clown?

hdsahasdhjasdhjhjs morana can keep up appearances when necessary so she wouldn't make that much of a fuss, but she would jokingly (?) threaten the pc, saying smth like "you better sleep with one eye open from now on :)" surprisingly though she would go up the stage but don't expect the clown to live for long after that.

12. Is it possible for your Tav to be kidnapped and replaced by Orin? How is Orin's deception revealed? How do they react to the PC rescuing them in the Temple of Bhaal?

i don't think orin would actually would actually decide to kidnap morana, considering their, ahem, history. and if she would, it wouldn't end well for neither of them.

happy birthday!!!! 🥳💕🎉🎂🎊

thank u so much luv!!! 💖💖💖💖

Tallulah Vale by @faarkas​ 💗

shuffle your favorite playlist and post the first five songs that come up. then copy/paste this ask to your favorite mutuals <3

ok ok from my on repeat:

kokkina fanaria - APON

the offering - sleep token

granite - sleep token

jaws - sleep token

blood - in this moment

also 17 for ves and nix 🤪

17. a kiss on the underside of the jaw

The dust nestling on every surface of the abandoned bookstore was indecently excessive and made Fenix twitch his nose in irritation every time a cloud of those tiny disturbing particles rose as he moved around the remaining goods of the store. Yet his undivided attention was on the partially faded titles on the spine of what few books still laid on the shelves, the colours blackened by time, and the book in his hands. His eyes scanned the few starting words of the prologue, the frustration of finding out that many phrases were nearly illegible made it impossible for Fenix to notice the figure approaching him until a pair of arms already snaked around his neck and settled over his shoulders. His body instinctively tensed up as if ready to react to any type of danger, but his mind quickly caught up with the reflexes and he relaxed to the touch.

Fenix didn't remove his gaze from the pages, there was no need: he was well aware of who tagged along on his little outing in the Badlands. “Almost mistook you for another hit man after my own life.” He half-lied; the tips of purple coloured hair made his face tingle as the woman embracing him pushed her cheek to his temple.

“After your heart maybe.” Vesper replied, her gaze following the one of her lover down to the yellowed pages. “Or maybe both.”

The addition made the corner of Fenix’s mouth twitch up slightly in an amused grin before he changed the subject for a more interesting, and funny, topic. “You grew a few inches in ten minutes or what?” He questioned, and glanced down, away from his book, to stare at the short step stool Vesper climbed on.

“Miracle.” She sarcastically retorted and patted the top of his head mischievously a few times, just to emphasize how he was the shorter one this time around – a payback for all the times he poked fun at their height difference. I’m above six feet tall, she would repeat over and over, I’m not the problem here.

“Miracles happen a lot to you when I’m around.” Finally, Fenix turned to meet Vesper’s gaze and her hand slid to the back of his neck to play with the short hair there. They both stood in silence as the space around them was immediately filled with the anticipation of a kiss, powerful and captivating and making them breathless; something like a veil of electric charge pending over them and ready to be unleashed so to push them to act. It was awaiting in the way Fenix’s eyes teasingly dipped down to her lips and lingered there before raising back up again to meet her stare, the smugness of a smirk not showing on his lips but in his gaze; and in the way Vesper’s pupils dilated, effectively communicating one raw emotion, desire.

She was ready to be the first to inch closer just enough to meet his lips, unleash that electrifying power that was threatening to burst, but just then Fenix slipped away from her embrace and pushed himself up on the highest step of the low stool in a swift movement, effectively dispelling that raw power circling around them. He grinned as his eyes scanned the other few books on the highest shelves, ignoring the surely angered Vesper: he could feel the weight of her gaze planted on his back just as she could feel his satisfaction for the goading. Fenix could’ve said a simple ‘on the short side again, mh?’ just to complete his annoying game with a cherry on top. He was expecting an irritated reaction, he wanted to set off that so funny fury of hers, yet nothing happened. Surprisingly, Vesper’s reaction was far more placid: without a word she simply jumped on top of the stool too, turning around Fenix’s frame and making the man clutch –slightly panicked – one of the dirty shelves at the instability created by the unexpected action. Vesper knew he wasn’t exactly a fan of heights, even the smallest ones. Surely she wouldn’t take advantage of that, or so Fenix tried to tell himself while he swiped away the dust on his hand by slapping the palm on his thigh a few times.

Her back was now leaning against the tall bookcase, hands behind her back and her right foot planted between Fenix’s parted ones. “Found anything?” Vesper asked as she looked up at him, no sign of impending vengeance evident in her intentions.

“Not much.” He replied and gave her a wary look, he waved the item in his hands as his eyes kept searching for anything worth looking for. “Some pages are barely clear.” He mumbled, more to himself than to Vesper.

She hummed in response. “What’s the story about? Of the book you want I mean.” She prodded on, genuinely interested in the answer.

“A baron jumps on a tree and swears he will never get off it ever again.” Fenix’s tone was plain, like he just summed up in the clearest way a normal plot.

Vesper bit her lower lip, a small giggle held back as she tried to gain any more information. “That’s it?”

“Well, it’s about the will of a man who wants to fully follow some kind of rule he has self-imposed on himself, the living on trees thing. He’s a gonk, you could say, but without that rule he wouldn’t have…hm, an identity to present to himself and others.” Fenix began rambling, turning idly the pages of the book in his hands. “He lives in a fake isolation as a man that’s actually involved in his times, he partakes in the life of men, he’s even kind to them, helps others…acts altruistically and so on. ‘To truly be with others, is to be separated from them’. That’s why–” Fenix’s chatter suddenly got cut short as he felt a faint pull on his shirt, fingers wrinkling the fabric as they clutched and tugged on it. Then surprise ran deeper when Vesper’s lips came in contact with the skin of his jawline, made scratchy to the touch by the shadow of an unshaved beard and in sharp contrast to the gentleness of the action.

Vesper stood on her tiptoes just enough to fill the modest height gap between them, then she slightly pulled back from the kiss to speak her next words. “You’re kinda hot when you act all clever. With your stupid big words and shit.”

“Act? I’m clever,” Fenix scoffed “I’m smart.” He stressed the affirmation with decision but his mouth felt unusually pasty; words were coming out with far more needed effort as Vesper let the tip of her nose slowly run down the pulse of his neck. Fenix turned quiet, any of his usual jokes died in his throat as languid chills, cold like ice, burned their way down his spine. It was challenging to not shiver.

Vesper whispered a mocking ‘right’ at Fenix’s weak defence of his ego: one last breathy word spoken over his skin to complete the arising of goosebumps. Then she lowered back to her usual height, feet flat over the old unsteady surface, and glanced at his troubled expression with amusement. Once more it appeared, again that unspoken attraction inviting them closer like a magnet. Fenix’s fingertips tingled as he held the half ruined book in his hand, he unconsciously tapped them rhythmically over the cover, just like one plays with their keys when awaiting a kiss at the doorstep and muttering a longing goodnight. Vesper released his shirt from the hold of her fingers in favour of placing her palms over his lower stomach. She looked up at him through her lashes with a type of appetite, a craving, that would indicate that finally, finally, the right time has come and yet, instead of a still missing kiss, she gave a not so gentle push to the man in front of her – just strong enough to make him snap out of his trance with his heart leaping in his throat. Fenix frantically clutched the dusty shelf and gasped out a loud curse when he barely avoided the tiny fall, while Vesper merely waltzed around his frantic moving body and left the stool, skipping the last step with a small hop.

“I’m waiting for you outside as you finish you’re little treasure hunt. The dirt in here is worse than the lowest street of Heywood.” She informed, amusement clear in her tone and a newly acquired glee to her steps as she walked away leaving behind Fenix in his stunned silence. Payback, it was always about payback between them.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY BELOVED MACY‼️‼️🥳🎉🎊💕💕 I hope you have an absolutely wonderful day full of treats and everything you love. and if u don’t lmk i’ll square up 👊💂‍♀️🛡️

HILARY MY CHRONIC ILLY BROTHER IN ARMS…. it’s been such a good morning 😭 i found out we get to bring our kitten home this weekend so that’s the best present i could ask for…… here’s to another year of clowning 😔✊

pro gamer, moss, choccy milk, slime, <3333

this is so funny bc i was like pro gamer...? nay. i can't send her that she'd beat ME in smash bros......

happy birthday ophelia!!!!!!!! 💖🎉🎊🥳 hope u are having a most wonderful one‼‼💖

thank you hilary!!! <3