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ghoulpepperv · 5 months

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What if Tiffany from @thesoftboileddetectivepodcast was in BG3? I plan to have her as a Tav soon, but I did this in the meantime! (I have to wait until my access to the game changes.)

Tiffany will be a High-Elf Wizard who focuses on necromancy. Instead of her cybernetic arm, she would have a prosthetic that is brought to life via magic.

Baldur's Gate 3 Companion!Tav Ask List

What if your Tav was a recruitable companion, instead of the main character? (contains major spoilers for the game, and for some dark urge runs as well)

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'd be in the Nautiloid crash region.

Do the other companions have special comments or reactions upon recruiting your Tav? Gale would make some comment about having two wizards around. And if YOUR Tav is also a wizard: It's getting a bit crowded, isn't it? Astarion would probably have something to say about her being a necromancer. Shadowheart would be unimpressed, but fine with her joining.

Does your Tav have any comments or advice when you recruit other companions? Astarion: "Are we sure we want to recruit a man who held a knife to your throat? Seems like kind of a stupid move." Gale: "I guess another wizard couldn't hurt. I don't think it'll help either, though." Karlach: "I like her. And it's good to have the person who could snap you in two on your side." Lae'zel: "I've never seen a githyanki in person before. I've only read about them. Can't wait to see her fight. As long as it's with us and not against us." Shadowheart: "Kinda moody, but I'm not turning my nose up at a cleric. We're probably gonna need one... or five." Wyll: "He's cute. He's probably going to get himself killed, but he'll be adorable while he does it." Minthara: "She's kind of a bitch. I'm here for it. Let's see what she can do." Halsin: "Did you see those arms? Gods. I'd be okay with him just wrapping them around me and... Sorry, what did you need?" Minsc: "Can we put him back where we found him? Please? We can keep the hamster." Jaheira: "You know, I like her. She might not like me, but that's her problem, not mine."

What sort of general actions raise or lower their approval? She's a good deed girlie, but she would love the smarmy and sassy replies too. She doesn't want you getting too soft.

Are there any instances where your Tav can permanently leave the party, depending on player character actions? If you turn on the Grove, she'll leave.

Do they have any secrets that can be revealed? What are the prerequisites for this secret coming to light? Her father is a corrupt member of the Flaming Fist. He's been terrorizing the citizens of Baldur's Gate for years. She never knew how to stop him because he surrounds himself with powerful allies and he's her dad. It's tough. It's revealed when people recognize her in Baldur's Gate for better or for worse. Some are friends of her father's and others are victims. You can run into a friend or victim or both in Baldur's Gate. They'll reveal the truth that makes Tiffany come clean. If your approval is high enough, she'll also reveal he's the reason she's missing her arm. He beat her so badly as a child it had to be amputated.

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? She wants to take down her father now that she feels like she has allies who can do it. If you kill him, she's relieved but sad. It's bittersweet. If you help her father instead, he can grow his power and Tiffany will leave the party. She'd rather be a mindflayer. Or you can help her father kill her. If you don't do anything about it and go about your business, the Jaheira's daughter, Rion, will deal with Tiffany's father. It'll be a good ending, but not as satisfying. It'll only be said in dialogue. If you never get Tiffany to talk about it, you'll only see a headline about a corrupt Flaming Fist being killed (by Rion).

What do they say when the Player Character asks them to stay in camp? How about when the Player Character asks them to come adventuring again? Staying in camp: Alright. Guess I could use a break anyway. But don't expect me to stay here forever, got it? Come Adventuring: Gods, it's about time. I was starting to get too comfortable here.

Does your Tav have any escalating conflicts with one of the other companions, like Lae’zel and Shadowheart’s knife-fight? She picks on Gale a lot. She actually likes him. She just feels compelled to keep fucking with him, especially as a wizard. Nothing serious though.

Are there any unique NPCs associated with your Tav that can show up during the course of the game? HBD and Hans (also from Soft-Boiled) could totally make an appearance. I have no idea how though. Her father would be an NPC. She also has a half-sister, Megan, who could join the NPC ranks. Megan sided with their father and she was the golden child. There are also friends of her father or his victims in Baldur's Gate. If you kill Megan and loot her, she'd probably have a lot of cool shit.

Are there any moments in the game that trigger unique dialogue for your character? (Like Gale’s anecdote about the barfight after you save the goblin prisoner) I can't think of anything, but I might come back to this later.

Story Specific

How does your Tav advise the player character when it comes to the Dream Visitor? "Let's not totally blow them off, but we should be careful. We don't actually know whose side they're on yet." She would want to tread carefully.

How do they advise the player character on Raphael? "You know we can't trust him, right? Only an idiot would believe anything he says."

How do they react to Astarion biting the Player Character? "I'm embarrassed I didn't peg him as a vampire before. It feels really obvious in hindsight. You know, if he wanted to bite me, I wouldn't stop him...."

How do they react to the Player Character letting Abdirak whip them? "Hot."

How do they react to the Player Character taking their first tadpole power? "You sure that's a good idea? What if it turns you into, like, a giant squid face? Or causes some kind of brain damage? Just think about it first, okay? We can't afford to lose you."

Will they stay with the Player Character regardless of siding with the goblins or the tieflings, or is it possible for them to leave the party permanently? She would leave if you side with the goblins.

What can they be found doing at the tiefling/goblin party? Goblin Party: She'd be gone before it started. Tiefling Party: Happily drinking and trying to sleep with someone! Who she spends the night with changes based on the PC's choices.

Do they have comments on who the Player Character chooses to spend the night with? Wyll: "I get it. Wyll's a real prince charming, isn't he? I wouldn't mind being swept off my feet like that." Astarion: "Astarion? Aren't you lucky? I'd be lying if I said I wasn't envious. Just make sure he doesn't suck you dry." Lae'zel: "Really? I figured she'd bite your head off mid-coitus." Shadowheart: "Huh, you know, now that I think about it... she has her own charm. The 'I didn't grow out of my broody teen phase' charm, but it counts." Gale: "Oh Gods, him? Really? ... How was it?" Halsin: "Listen, if you didn't go after him, I would. Congrats."

Do they have unique dialogue if the Player Character lets them die when they steal the Blood of Lathander? "What the fuck was that?! What did you think was going to happen? When do they not have some kind of trap for this stuff?!"

How do they react if the PC licks the dead spider in the Gauntlet of Shar? "I'm trying to be supportive, but you keep making it really hard to do." Second time PC licks it: "Oh my Gods, put the spider down, you freak!"

What do they say if the PC tries to force them to go up on stage with Dribbles the Clown? "I think I read a story about a clown that looked like that. He killed an entire family in their sleep." If the PC volunteers her: "No. I don't have a humiliation kink. Sorry." PC tells her to go up: "So, this is how our friendship ends."

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? Yes, she can be! She'd have Tiffany's obsession with death go beyond the normal into treating her like she's in a death cult. (She just likes studying death and death rituals.) She'd go the attempted murder route with it and reveal her hand. Tiffany would be relieved. She enjoys death, but murder isn't her forte. She'd be grateful and ready to get out NOW. I haven't gotten to this yet so this could change the more I learn.

How do they react to the PC either allowing Astarion to ascend or convincing him to spare the 7000 spawn? She believes letting him ascend is a terrible, terrible idea, but it's not her choice to make. She just feels really sad about it and misses old Astarion. She's hesitant to free the 7000 spawn, but believes they deserve a fighting chance.

How does Tav react to the PC becoming a mind flayer? Can they offer to become one themselves? Does their reaction change if they’re romanced? She would offer herself as sacrifice. If the PC did it, she would support them. She'd have to get used to their new look though. If romanced, she'd stay by their side no matter what they looked like.

How do they react when the Dark Urge first reveals their amnesia and murderous thoughts to them? She'd be confused, but once she got her bearings, she jump into action. She'd do what she could to restrain the PC for safety and then reassure them that she'll help. I'm still working on Dark Urge stuff.

How do they react to the Dark Urge killing Alfira? It's not great. She would freak right the fuck out at first. Once she realized what is going on with you, she'd go into problem solving mode. Protecting everyone would become her first concern on top of helping you.

If romanced, how do they react to the Dark Urge trying to kill them in Act 2? She will do everything in her power to save you. She'll be openly terrified, but she's confident you can do this together.

Romance

Is your Tav a romanceable character? Are there any specific requirements to romancing them? She is 100% romanceable.

Does your Tav need to be flirted with to start the romance, or will they approach the PC themselves if approval is high enough? Flirt with her first. Once she knows you're interested, she'll start making moves. She reacts best to bluntness.

Are they a polyamorous or a monogamous option? She's a polyamorous option, but she will require reassurance at first. She's been burned by love before. Once you reassure her, she's down to clown.

Do they have a special romance scene at the tiefling/goblin party? She'd have a tiefling party sex scene, no doubt. She'd come in hot and slowly learn how to be more romantic.

Does the romance have different branching paths, or just one route to take? She'd be pretty straightforward in the romance. It'd deviate only if you side with her father and she'll break up with you.

How do they react to the player character breaking up with them, or choosing another character over them? She tries to keep a tough face on and pretend it doesn't hurt her. But you'll see, just in the way she looks at you, that she is devastated. She wishes you all the best, even though she wishes you'd found happiness with her.

What questions can Zethino ask the PC about Tav in the Love Test? "Listen. Think. The heart is fraught, so let us begin with the joyous. When is she happiest?" 1. When she's at a big, lively party. 2. When she's surrounded by death. ★ 3. She never is. She's always moody. 4. When she's with me. ★ "We often gaze through a veil of roses, but love accepts both the petal and the thorn. Tiffany - what is her greatest flaw?" 1. She shuts people out to protect herself. ★ 2. She's a wizard, need I say more? 3. She fears she's not enough for anyone. ★ 4. She's too obsessed with death. "Life is full of victory and loss. You cannot have one without the other. Tiffany - what is her greatest failure? 1. Not stopping her father when she had the chance. ★ 2. Never finding a way to bring her mother back from the dead. ★ 3. That outfit, yikes.

If they’re poly, do they have a reaction to the PC engaging in a relationship with Halsin? She'd be equally hot and bothered by Halsin. There'd 100% be an option for a threesome.

How do they react if the PC has sex with Mizora? The Emperor? Haarlep? She doesn't trust them. She'd be miffed about it, but it wouldn't ruin the relationship. She won't tell the PC who they can and cannot sleep with. She makes her opinion known and leaves it at that.

Will they join in with the PC and the Drow Twins, or no? She definitely would. You could even throw in Halsin and make her happier.

What are Tav’s plans for the future? Do they propose to the PC, or is marriage not something they’re interested in? She wants to get married. She'd be scared to propose and, if the PC says yes, she'd be so relieved and elated. She'd try to play it cool, but everyone can see through her.

Free space! Share anything from your companion!Tav au! She's originally from my sci-fi comedy mystery podcast where she is not a wizard, but a crematory operator. She's fascinated by death and death culture. It's why she's a necromancer here.

#podcast #audiodrama #the soft boiled detective #bg3 #baldurs gate 3 #bg3 tav

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thesoftboileddetectivepodcast · 10 months

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ONLY SIX DAYS LEFT TO AUDITION!

Check out our Google Doc for available roles.

#podcast #audiodrama #scifi #scifi comedy #the soft-boiled detective #fiction podcast #audiodramas #voiceover #voice actor #voice actors #casting call #audition #auditions #podcast auditions #podcast casting #voice over audition #the soft boiled detective

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sexiestpodcastcharacter · 8 months

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Sexiest Podcast Character — Scripted Bracket — Round 1

Propaganda

Strelitzia (Additional Postage Required):

women..............................................in space

A true boss babe, not in the #girlboss way, but in the "I care deeply about my city and see how it's crumbling under the weight of its tourist economy, and I am willing to commit some domestic terrorism to try to improve things in the long run" way

HBD [Harold Bastion Demetrius] (The Soft-Boiled Detective):

He's the lead of The Soft-Boiled Detective. He's earnest and kind, and on the hunt for the people who murdered his best friend. He narrates to himself, acting as a narrator for the audience as well.

#Round 1 #Strelitzia #HBD #Harold Bastion Demetrius #Additional Postage Required #The Soft-Boiled Detective

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mxbadluckpod · 2 months

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SHOWS OUR CHARACTERS WOULD LISTEN TO 1. MICAH

@thesoftboileddetectivepodcast Because Micah would love to pretend they're in a detective noir and get into all the mysteries. @theatticmonologues I like to think Micah would relate to Nyx and they'd find comfort in another sad enby narrator. @souloperatorpod Okay Micah just loves narrators and an underlying sense of horror. Especially something with the weirdness of Soul Operator season one.

#character picked shows #mx bad luck podcast #mx bad luck #soft boiled detective #the attic monologues #soul operator #audio drama #bad luck #lgbt fiction #queer podcast #podfic #podcast #audio book #audio drama sunday #audio fiction sunday

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ghostoffuturespast · 1 year

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I fought the law ii

#cyberpunk 2077 #river ward #this shot was a perfect accident #noir vibes #i like my detective's hard-boiled #and soft-boiled #i like eggs okay they're a versatile food #i took this on console

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harkthorn · 8 months

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Archive post! Page 1314. A very serious soft-boiled noir detective

#art #traditional art #sketch #daily sketch #coloured pencils #noir detective #soft boiled egg #egg #soft boiled detective #very serious stuff here

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fiction-pod-recs · 7 months

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For this week's Fiction Podcast rec Thursday,

The Soft-Boiled Detective

[ ID/ The cover art of The Soft-Boiled Detective. It shows a flat colored, short, black hat with a gold band going around the base of it. It is outlined in gold. The background is black with a design mirroring that of a computer chip also highlighted in gold. In the middle "The Soft-Boiled Detective" is written in all caps in white text. /End ID]

Summary as given, “In 2420, HBD, a soft-hearted detective, teams up with Tiffany, a sardonic crematory operator who is targeted by the triad, to take on an organized crime dynasty to solve the murder of his childhood friend.”

There are currently 7 episodes out, averaging around 20 minutes each. Those 7 episodes make up the first season. The casting call for season 2 was finished in August so I think it is safe to assume a second season is in production. Content warnings are available but I don’t believe there are transcripts.

I love the soft boiled detective, it is just so! I love the way each of the characters is characterized and just everything about HBD. He’s just amazing! Its almost similar to the penumbra podcast, but its more lighthearted (though it can also get kind of heavy in some places). HBD fills all the tropes for a detective even in the future and it is amazing

They do have a Tumblr: @thesoftboileddetectivepodcast

Thank you for coming to this installment of fiction podcast rec Thursday! Apologies for this one also being later (and shorter) than usual, but I’m starting to work ahead so hopefully this won’t be a problem anymore.

#the soft-boiled detective #fiction podcasts #audio drama #audio fiction #fiction podcast rec thursday #podcast recs #podcast recommendation #described #I promise i'm getting work ethic #it just takes a while #and as allways critizem and corrections are welcomed

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roystory4 · 1 year

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theres a more in depth reason for why i decided nick valentine was good w kids but the short reason is “i watched the episode of m*a*s*h* where someone leaves their baby at the camp and saw how happy klinger and potter were while holding her”

#txt #vaultblogging #this is the same reason why i commited to mira being tuas baby rather than miriams :|#yadda yadda webh is soft apocalypse so its more community minded and it takes a village to raise a child.#something something nicks attempts to be a hard boiled detective are genuine but its the traits that run against the trope that make him his #own person. aka being a paternal type rather than a lone wolf bastard.

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repulsiveliquidation · 3 months

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all the rain in the world.

warnings : angst, mentions of injury and binge-drinking. not proofread.

based on this poem!

all the rain in the world, can’t wash away how I feel about you.

Alexia watches as you wrap your arms around her. That gorgeous smile on your face was one that she wished she put on your face. Your eyes sparkled in the dim light as her hands held your waist and lifted you in her arms.

Her hands held you up with practiced ease. She pulled that giggle out of you way too easily. The others were enjoying the PDA. She heard Pina and Patri making fun of you and her. She heard them tell you two to get a room. She heard them say they wished to find a love like yours.

It made Alexia’s blood boil. She knew she had no right to be angry. You moved on too quickly in her opinion, leaving her to pick up the pieces. In her eyes, you abandoned her when she needed you. In the back of her head though, she knew she was to blame. She never gave you a chance.

In her anger, she gripped her water bottle so tight it was squirting water all over the changing room floor. She was sure if she let go she would do something she’d regret. Mapí notices her seething anger and places a hand on her shoulder and she shrugs it off, before standing and throwing the bottle into her cubby as she stomps out of the changing room. She stands just outside the door and takes deep breaths, fists clenched tight by her sides.

She could feel the tears pricking in her eyes. She breathed in her nose and out her mouth, praying for her tears to go away. She was shaking with how hard she was trying not the cry before she heard your voice muffled in the room.

“Was that Alexia?” you say, the sound of your cleats hitting the hard floor was clear as day. A chorus of yeah’s and I think so’s followed. The tears fell on their own, her heart breaking as she detected the genuine concern in your voice before she heard footsteps coming towards the door. She wiped her tears as fast as she could and walked towards the bathrooms to compose herself. You call out for her and she just walks faster, locking herself in the far stall trying to muffle her sniffling.

“Ale?” you call, voice as soft as can be. Alexia bites her lip and her head hits the wall, her hands over her mouth to try and pretend she’s not in there. You can hear her crying and trying to suppress her sounds, your heart clenching uncomfortably in your chest when you hear your best friend’s sobs.

“Ale, qué pasa?”

“No es nada.”

“The way you’re crying doesn’t sound like nothing.”

“I said it’s nothing, just leave me alone!” Alexia yells, opening the door and storming out of the bathroom. She doesn’t see the tears on your face, heart aching just like hers was at the thought of her best friend not trusting her with her troubles.

Alexia bumps into her on the way out of the bathroom, mumbling a half-hearted sorry as she runs back to the changing room to grab her things and go home. She looks at the captain in bewilderment and steps into the bathroom to find her girlfriend splashing water on her tear-stained face.

“What did she say?” she asks, rubbing her girlfriend’s back. You shrug, sighing before hugging her.

“She hasn’t spoken to me properly in weeks, amor. I don’t know what I did wrong,” you mumble into her neck. She rubs soothing circles on your back and reassures you, citing that Alexia was probably stressed about her knee and was closing herself off like she usually did when she was struggling.

“This is not like her, she knows she can always come to me for help,”

“Give her some time, mi amor. She’ll come around.”

it makes me think how rain can flood, and love can sometimes feel smothering.

“Amor, keep up!”

“Ale, you’re the one with the long fucking legs!”

Alexia stops and you manage to catch up, bent over clutching the stitch in your side. She’s laughing and does not sound like she’s fighting for her life and you think you’ve got just enough energy to strangle your girlfriend.

“Why do you do this to me? Don’t you love me?”

“I love you so much, bebé. I am helping you, you just don’t see it yet,” she teases, starting to jog again. You’re about two miles from your house, Alexia was the one who thought it would be a good idea to go on a run before training that morning. She came knocking on your door, welcomed in by your mother who playfully scolded you for not being productive like Alexia.

You get home and are knackered, throwing your shirt off in front of Alexia. Being an 18-year-old with little to no experience in the bedroom, your actions put a blush on her face. You’re lying on the couch, chest heaving as the Barcelona heat rendered you out of breath. Alexia’s breath hitched in her throat for other reasons, eyes trained on your chest shamelessly. She didn’t realize she was staring till you pushed yourself up onto your elbows, grinning at her.

“Is there something here that interests you, Ms. Putellas?”

“Huh?”

“You’re staring, amor.”

“No, I am not.”

You stand, sauntering over before wrapping your arms around her neck. Her big hands come to rest on your hips instinctively, pulling you into her. You press your lips to hers and she kisses back eagerly. Her skin is hot from the run, her lips soft as ever. She pulls away and you smile, caressing the back of her neck.

“You know,” you say looking at the grandfather clock in the living room, “we’ve got two hours before training. That’s plenty of time to have a little fun…”

“Let’s not waste any time then,” Alexia grins, grabbing your arm and pulling you upstairs. She thanks all the gods she can remember that your mother isn’t home to hear all the sounds she hoped to pull out of you.

i want to be the small bit of sunshine, you carry around in your heart.

Alexia lays her head in your lap, listening as you read to her. You’re on a picnic together, one that Alexia herself put together. She got her mother to make your favorite and insisted on feeding you, giving you sweet kisses in between each mouthful.

She remembered the laugh you let out when Nala got loose and Alexia had to chase her, screaming at Nala to stop being a naughty girl and come back to her. Nala seemed to run even faster but made an abrupt U-turn when you whistled for her. She happily ran back to you, settled in your lap panting away. Alexia walked back over to you with a frown on her face, sitting on the picnic blanket facing away from you.

“Amor,” you coo, stroking Nala’s soft fur. Alexia huffs, arms crossed as she mumbles away under her breath.

“Alexia,” you try again, grinning as Nala crawls off your lap towards her mother. She doesn’t react as Nala climbs into her lap and begins licking the Catalan’s stone-faced expression. You scoot closer to her and lean on your arm with your legs stretched out and crossed. You struggle to suppress a smile and so does Alexia as she lifts Nala into the air.

“You betrayed me, pequeña. Mami is very hurt, you know,” she tells the little dog, hugging the squirming animal close to her chest. You chuckle and lean into her, Alexia pressing a long, loving kiss to your lips.

“I’m clearly her favorite,” you whisper and Alexia nods, stroking Nala gently.

“Guess I have to keep you around forever then.”

the person who reminds you of blue skies, and loves you the way you are.

“How much have you had to drink?” you ask her, mentally counting the number of empty bottles in the living room. Her injury setback was taking a toll on her and she was on a weekend bender, not picking up any of your calls or texts since Friday. You’ve been worried sick the whole time but couldn’t check on her since you were in London visiting your brother who worked there.

You called Mapí on Sunday panicking, asking if she had heard from Alexia all weekend. Ingrid was listening in and immediately assured you that they would check on her for you. You thanked them profusely before hanging up and pulling your laptop out to change your flight.

Mapí called just as your brother dropped you off at the airport, telling you that Alexia refused to open the door and you had the other key. You thanked Mapi and Ingrid for trying to check on her and that you were on the way home but they insisted on waiting for you to get back. You apologized to your brother for cutting your holiday short and he understood your distress, telling you to “go make sure she’s okay, kiddo. She needs you.”

Two hours later, you three stood in front of a very drunk Alexia with similar looks of anger and concern. Alexia only stared back at the three of you with a stupid grin on her face, boldly offering you a sip of what looked like her 15th bottle of beer.

“What are you doing to yourself? Are you insane?” you scolded, not letting her answer you. Ingrid was halfway through cleaning up all the bottles and plates, leaving Mapí and you to deal with Alexia.

“Amor, I missed youuuuu,” she slurred, standing up sharply before sitting back down when a sharp pain shot through her leg.

Mapí chews her out as you stand there at a loss for words. For weeks Alexia had kept you locked out, merely shrugging her problems off like they didn’t affect her when they did. She insisted that she would be fine while you were away, albeit a little offended when you told her Alba would come and check on her on Saturday. You didn’t like leaving her alone when she clearly needed you but you had booked this holiday before she was hurt again.

That was merely the beginning of her rapid decline, spending more and more time at the local bar after her rehab, and over time she got home later and later. You stayed up the first month, gently ushering her into the house and to bed, even picking her up a few times at odd hours when she was too out of it to call an Uber, let alone drive.

The fifth time you were woken up by her unique ringtone you had had enough, deciding then and there that this was the last time.

“Bebita! Ahí está mi hermosa chica!” she mumbled drunkenly as she got into the passenger seat. She leaned over for a kiss and you pushed her away, steam coming out of your ears. You didn’t know who was sitting in your passenger seat, this was not the overly responsible, i-never-drink-during-the-season, dedicated captain you had loved for over ten years, this was a broken version of that and you couldn’t stand the person she was becoming.

This was not the woman your 18-year-old self knew you were marrying. This was not the woman who made you race her before training “just because.” This was not the woman who got jealous of you because her dog learned to love you more than her. This was a woman who was destroying herself because she was stubborn and refused to admit she needed help, who refused to admit she needed you. There was some fault that was on your end, you clearly didn’t show her that she could lean on you no matter what. She didn’t think you were safe enough to be let into her noisy mind. You failed her. Insecurity filled your mind and you couldn’t face the impending fear of losing her so you took matters into your own hands.

You left that morning with a duffel back and a note placed on your side on the bed. Alexia woke up with a splitting headache, wanting nothing else than to bury her face in your hair and refuse to let you out of bed. She threw her hand over to your side and was met with cold sheets. She dragged her hand down the expanse of your side of the bed and felt the ruffle of paper, eyes shooting open in fear.

Her heart was in her throat and her headache a mere afterthought as she read your beautiful handwriting. You stated that you couldn’t deal with her absence any longer, the last few months felt like you had a roommate and not a girlfriend. You expressed that you felt upset with yourself for not giving you the confidence to come to you with her problems and she smudged your last words with her tears. They rained down on your letter, her heart ripped out of her chest as she realized she’d lost you forever.

#alexia putellas #alexia putellas angst #alexia putellas x reader #alexia putellas imagine #fc barca femeni #espwnt #woso imagines #woso x reader #woso community #woso imagine #woso fanfics #woso soccer #woso #woso one shot

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ghoulpepperv · 10 months

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Audiodramas!

If you're looking for some new audiodramas, I am here to shamelessly plug all of mine!

Georgie Romero Is Done For: Georgie has risen from the grave, driven to solve the mystery of her former human life with help from an inept witch and a cynical ghost. COMPLETED! Spotify

The Soft-Boiled Detective: In 2420, HBD, a soft-hearted detective, teams up with Tiffany, a sardonic crematory operator who is targeted by the Triad, to take on an organized crime dynasty to solve the murder of his childhood friend. Season 2 is in production. Carrd

The Bonneville Game: A horror comedy about three hapless podcasters who play a demon summoning game they found on the Internet. The pilot is out and we're prepping to fundraise for season 1! Carrd

We're Going to Kill the Queen: In a DnD inspired world, two escaped criminals accidentally join a group of rebels fighting the oppressive monarchy. Three episodes will be released soon! I'm stretching my sound editing legs here. If it does well, I might be able to continue it beyond three episodes! Acast

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thesoftboileddetectivepodcast · 10 months

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THE SOFT-BOILED DETECTIVE SEASON 2 CASTING CALL

We're casting for season 2 of The Soft-Boiled Detective!

Check out our Google Doc for available roles.

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pendarling · 7 months

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Loving Names

Hero was perplexed when Villain stopped calling them by their terms of endearment. Things like “honey,” “love,” or “sweetheart,” had made them melt, but they’d never dare show interest to an enemy like that. They were just curious as to why, that’s all.

It was just a bit strange now that they realized after their last few battles with Villain, all the nicknames had disappeared entirely.

In the time they met Villain they always knew there was just something about them that drew them closer. It wasn’t just the way Villain affectionately talked them up or the small remarks that gave them butterflies but also the hints of deeper feelings they left for them with every banter.

It all tore at their heart, of course they can’t openly say something so embarrassing. A hero’s job was to protect the city and its citizens from villains and this one was no exception.

So Hero never reciprocated the behaviour. They couldn’t let themselves become caught up in the emotional drama Villain was leading them in.

At least they should’ve saw it coming. They should’ve known that after denying Villain from the satisfaction of ever knowing how they felt, that Villain would eventually stop pursuing. They would stop the flirting and the lingering gazes. The gentle but brief touches and the high risk close combat that gave Villain a chance to speak soft poems to them.

It was like a reset button had been pressed and Villain immediately returned to how things initially were when they first met.

For that, Hero felt great regret.

Which is why they were planning on confronting them.

***

They found Villain sitting casually at the scene of another crime. It almost seemed unusually quicker than normal. It would take at least an hour to detect Villain at any of these attacks, but it looked like the universe had something else in mind.

Determination pushed Hero toward their nemesis, the question still boiling deep inside them.

Hero walked behind them as the other idly sat on the roof, their feet dangling at its edge. “Villain,” they spoke.

They rose from their position, and turned to look at them with sly eyes. “Just in time. Shall we continue where we left off?”

Without much hesitation, Hero pulled out their weapon and readied themselves for the dance they’ve grown so familiar with.

Villain closed the gap and swung in their direction; their hand aiming for their gut. They quickly blocked the attack and backed up, a swift kick sent them back and let Hero breathe momentarily.

As the battle continued against Villain, their heart began to race out of anticipation for the promised conversation. It would be awkward at first, but as soon as they could get it out they would play it all off cool.

“What’s got your mind wandering?” Villain shoved Hero to ground as quickly as they tugged the weapon out of their grasp.

At first, they didn’t acknowledge the concern, but figured if anything, now would be the time to ask. Their eyes warily stared at Villain’s mischievous mask, though words began to fail them, “Uh…” it had to be now. They couldn’t let this stress take hold of them any longer.

The criminal stood just a few feet from them with a curious glint. They were certain they knew exactly what Hero was going to ask.

“I noticed…” Their voice was a lot shakier as they stood, “That you stopped with all the… names.” Their gaze stayed glued to the ground as their face grew hotter.

Villain hummed with an expression that lightened up instantly. “Oh, what do you mean?”

So they were going to play stupid. Was this some kind of punishment for not giving the reciprocation they were looking for?

They should’ve known and yet…

“You know…” They wiped their sweating hands onto their suit. “You always had a way with words.”

“I don’t seem to know what you’re talking about, Hero.”

They pouted slightly at the responses, “How do you not know? You’ve always called me… other things…” They trailed off. Just how long was Villain intending to keep them in this agonizing situation?

A laughter echoed which sent their head spiralling. Villain moved closer, their steps were quiet enough to match any predator. “I’m starting to think there’s something you want from me. I wonder what it is?~”

Hero tightened their lips. Maybe they should’ve kept their mouth shut after all. “I’m only asking a question.”

Villain circled them, still putting on their clueless face, “I can’t answer a question if you won’t make it clearer for me.” They shrugged. The enemy was no where in sight, though they could sense Villain stalking behind them.

A ghostly touch climbed up their spine. With their shoulders tense, Hero spun around to face Villain who was only inches from them. “W-what!?” They stammered.

“You always keep me waiting, Hero. Always guessing your motives.” From their expression Hero caught something change, “A never ending cycle of not knowing…”

They sighed, their heart still hammering in their chest, “Did I do something to upset you? To make you stop… with the terms of endearment?”

Lips curled slowly upwards at their questions. “Oh. So you did like them after all.” They chuckled warmly. “Did you enjoy having cute pet names?”

Hero took several steps back, “What? No!”

“Alright. Then I guess there shouldn’t be a problem then if I stop—”

“No, don’t!” It came out unexpectedly from them. It was enough to make Villain’s eyes go wide, and the air to grow thicker.

Their thoughts tugged at them again, they didn’t want Villain to just stop but they also hated to admit they loved it.

“So you don’t want me to stop? Why?” They chuckled.

Damn it. Villain knew exactly what they were doing.

Their mind fumbled to grab the words they needed to play it all naturally.

“Why? Because uhm…”

“C’mon. I know you can say it for me~”

They nervously tapped their foot to the ground, “Fine…” They said through clenched teeth, “I liked it.”

“You mean you loved it, right?”

They nodded.

Their nemesis’ laughter didn’t stop though, it only increased from there. Villain always went overboard with their teasing. “You loved what?” They leaned in closer.

Their hands tightened into a fist this time, eyes shut as their head hung low. It felt so shameful and exhausting to keep this up. “I loved it when… you call me… your love.”

“Aww… so you aren’t as heartless as it seems” Villain lifted Hero’s chin and brushed the hair from their face, “That’s all I needed to hear from you, my little dove.”

Oh, and there it was again. That satisfying tingle against their skin. That rush of dopamine and excitement.

Villain sensed their change in mood and smiled confidently, “You really take advantage of these pet names, don’t you?”

“Only from you.” Their head tilted into Villain’s palm.

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lissrissye · 4 months

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𝔏𝔬𝔳𝔢 𝔩𝔞𝔫𝔤𝔲𝔞𝔤𝔢 !?~

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ synopsis : ADA members love language. physical touch, acts of service, quality time, words of affirmation, and gift giving. which one is their love language?

·˚ ༘₊· ͟͟͞͞꒰➳ warnings and notes : includes Osamu Dazai, Nakajima Atsushi, Edogawa Ranpo, Doppo Kunikida, Akiko Yosano, and Miyazawa Kenji x F!Reader/ A!Reader. Also, SOME OF YOUR GUYS USERNAMES ARE SCARING ME 😰)

ੈ✩‧₊˚ genre : romance, fluff, safe for work

太宰 ᴏꜱᴀᴍᴜ ᴅᴀᴢᴀɪ ? 治

Dazai’s love language is definitely physical touch. He’s frequently whiny and pouty whenever you aren’t pampering him, even if it’s just for a moment. He doesn’t let you do you paperwork, so you’ll most likely have him on your lap as you work or vice versa. He doesn’t want to let you go.

The only time the detective would give you some space is if you really insisted it, you need to use the restroom, or if you are on a mission without him. Of course, he still throws a small dramatic, playful tantrum, but he reluctantly lets you go in the end. However, if you aren’t doing anything important in the restroom, like washing your hands in the restroom or anything that you don’t really need much privacy for, Dazai would be embracing you from behind with his chin on your shoulder, watching you do whatever you’re doing.

•·.·'ᴇxᴛʀᴀ ꜱᴄᴇɴᴀʀɪᴏꜱ'·.·•

You were cooking in the kitchen, preparing Dazai’s favorite food, boiled crab. You were actually quite the chef, and naturally, feet moving quickly and hands moving efficiently. You were placing the crab in a huge pot for it to steam, but shivered slightly as a pair of familiar cold, bandaged wrapped around your waist. Of course, it was your brown-haired lover, Dazai, pestering you even as you cook. He was extremely clingy. It’s only been a few minutes too. —“Be-ll-a-do-nn-a~” He whispers sweetly in your ear, distracting you as you cook. His favorite thing to do. You sigh, muttering his name softly with slight embarrassment. You were a bit flustered, you couldn’t lie. It showed on your pink, blushing face too. There was no excuse for it. Dazai teased you about this all day.

You and your suicidal boyfriend were off for the day. What did you do that entire day? Well, Dazai kind of just followed you everywhere. You went to run some errands and purchase some groceries, etc. Dazai came along, skipping beside you happily as you grab something up the shelf. He loved humiliating you in public, so he lifted you up when you struggle’s to grab hold of the food at the top of the shelf. Silly Dazai being his goofy self.

中島 ɴᴀᴋᴀᴊɪᴍᴀ ᴀᴛꜱᴜꜱʜɪ ? 敦

Atsushi’s love language would probably be acts of service. He was just a pure and innocent angel, he loved doing things for you. You were always appreciative of him and usually rewarded him with a kiss, a hug, etc. He would do anything either way though, he doesn’t need anything in return, but damn, those kisses or hugs you gave him in return was surely a bonus, and he wasn’t complaining at all.

The poor weretiger just couldn’t explain how he felt. The warmth he feels inside and the fluttering in his stomach makes him go slightly red. Whenever he does something for you, he thinks about you during the process. He normally has thoughts like, —“I wonder what y/n is doing right now~..” or, —“I want y/n to tell me about her day…”

.·͙*̩̩͙˚̩̥̩̥*̩̩̥͙ ᴇxᴛʀᴀ ꜱᴄᴇɴᴀʀɪᴏꜱ˚̩̥̩̥*̩̩͙‧͙

You just back from a tiring case. Atsushi was home earlier than you because you decided to investigate one last crime scene for the night. You groaned, dreading the idea of having to cook because you were already worn out and absolutely exhausted. However, a delicious aroma met your nostrils. You walk to the kitchen, noticing Atsushi preparing a bowl of ramen for you. He was putting some extra protein in it. With a smile, you pressed your soft, pluno lips against his forehead to show your gratitude, thanking him. Atsushi literally melted, shyly smiling as he avoids eye contact and turns a soft, cherrry red.

江戸 ᴇᴅᴏɢᴀᴡᴀ ʀᴀɴᴘᴏ ? 川乱歩

Ranpo’s love language is words of affirmation, hands down. Yes, he loves all the praises everyone else gives him for being a literal genius, but when you praise him, it’s completely different. It would make his ego skyrocket, and get him immediately excited and cocky. He would usually smirk at you playfully. He craves all the compliments you give him, he literally feels like he needs it to live.

—“C’mon, praise me some more~” Your genius lover insists all the time. He would accept “thank you” or any words of gratitude or appreciation. Whenever he does something for you, even if it’s as small as fetching you some water or paperwork, he’d ask for a compliment in return with an arrogant smirk plastered onto his face, his eyes screaming mischievous.

.⋅ ۵ ᴇxᴛʀᴀ ꜱᴄᴇɴᴀʀɪᴏꜱ ۵ ⋅.

You were on a mission with your childish lover, Ranpo. Of course, you didn’t even get to do anything as your emerald-eyed boyfriend already cracked the entire thing already. You were a bit irritated at him since you did practically nothing, but his intelligence did save a lot of time. —“Good job, love~..” You praised your beloved, making him slowly turn his head to you and open his eyes. That’s how you know he enjoyed the words that escaped your lips. Then, he gets overall playful and flirtatious, teasing and pestering you for more.

国木田 ᴅᴏᴘᴘᴏ ᴋᴜɴɪᴋɪᴅᴀ ? 独歩

Kunikida’s love language most likely would be quality time. In his green notepad, he has his usual schedule, however, ever since you got together with him, he had “free time with y/n” written in his notebook. He even highlights it because it’s the part in his day that excites him the most. Of course, your idealist darling would want to see and spend time with you, even if he is a workaholic.

Even on a busy day, even if Kunikida is occupied for the current few moments, he will always try to clear out his schedule just to spend some time with you if you really desired to be with him. He loves your company, you loved his. If he can’t find a time to spend even just a few moments with you, he’d most likely apologize and try to make it up to you somehow, if it’s treating you to dinner or a shopping spree of some sort. He actually loves when you ask things of him since he gets to be in your presence during these moments.

.·:*¨༺ ᴇxᴛʀᴀ ꜱᴄᴇɴᴀʀɪᴏꜱ༻¨*:·.

You wanted to go shopping for some clothes. (makeup if you want to substitute it, anything you want!) Kunikida was honestly quite the simp for you, so he drove you there and followed you around a bit possessively. He suggested things in the mall that he felt like you would like, and he ended up purchasing what he suggested for you most of the time because he knows you well. Yes, he paid for you as well, he didn’t mind it and actually wanted to buy you things. That enthusiastic expression and bright smile on your face was enough to make butterflies in his stomach flutter, as if he were some teenager falling in love. He felt humiliated, but he was just overalls sweet and romantic. I a good way, of course.

与謝 ᴀᴋɪᴋᴏ ʏᴏꜱᴀɴᴏ ? 野晶子

Yosano’s love language possibly could be gift giving. She knows you oh to well, so she knows exactly what to gift you. It’s frequently out of the blue too, sometimes elegantly and cleanly wrapped with a glittery ribbon or top like a Christmas present, sometimes in a bag with wrapping paper in it, sometimes just not wrapped at all. Really, the doctor’s presents for you are just unpredictable, but they were so cute and always, and I mean always, an object you wanted or talked about. Yosano couldn’t lie either, she loved how you were so grateful for all her gifts.

If it’s any special occasion, such as you and Yosano’s anniversary, your birthday, Valentine’s Day, then you should expect plenty of gifts. The thing is you fail to catch her wrapping anything for you despite the amounts of presents she wraps for you, so she was stealthy and flexible with it as well, always finding a time to wrap when you’re away.

•,¸,.·’ᴇxᴛʀᴀ ꜱᴄᴇɴᴀʀɪᴏꜱ'·.,¸,•

It was Christmas… and you know Yosano on Christmas. She overdid it completely. All the presents under her tree were mainly hers for you. She was like a mom too, since she records you each time you open her presents.

宮沢 ᴍɪʏᴀᴢᴀᴡᴀ ᴋᴇɴᴊɪ ? 賢治

Kenji’s love language has a high chance of being acts of service. With his ability, undefeated by the rain, or in simpler words super strength, he usually helps you carry anything you need, provide support to comfort you if you needed it, etc. he doesn’t care what it is, you can always count on him.

Your pure loved Kenji loves to help you out whenever you ask, and he even looks forward to it. He finds interest in supporting you with anything. A part of him loves physical touch, so his love language is a bit of both. He can’t tell if he likes physical touch more or acts of service. He just wants to do anything for you.

*+:｡.｡ᴇxᴛʀᴀ ꜱᴄᴇɴᴀʀɪᴏꜱ｡.｡:+*

You were sitting on a couch in the Armed Detective Agency, (ADA), taking a break before you interrogate a suspect for a case. That was until Dazai swung by, attempting to flirt with you again, despite knowing you’re already in a relationship with Kenji. He has a rose in his mouth and his charming signature smile as he grabs your hand, stroking it. —“Oh, belladonna~ would you care to double suicide with m—“ The detective is cut off by your blonde beloved abruptly throwing him in another room by the arm. Kenji does this with an innocent bright smile, as if nothing happened. —“What are you doing, Angel?~” He asks casually.

I apologize if there’s a few spelling mistakes. Also, thank you for 100 likes on my “they get jealous of your plushie” post!~ 💗

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