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(I was TRYING to do replies tonight but lo and behold, the internet is down at the hotel. which guests are yelling at me for. I’ll try to get to replies later tonight)

[telandas-blog]

please reblog if you would be willing to write with an independent inquisitor lavellan. 

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[miscellanyofmusings]

Sexual Sunday Headcanons

ϟ: How much does your muse value sexual intimacy?

✿: Does your muse find any value in sex? What value if any do they find in it?

♪: What factors and events shaped how your muse views sex and sexual matters? Were they influenced by other people or did their own experiences shape their view of it?

❤: Do they have any insecurities about sex?

❣: How comfortable are they talking about sexual matters? Do they have any problems discussing sexual things in front of strangers or acquaintances?

❥: Do they brag about their sexual prowess or the amount of sex they have? Why or why not?

✯: Do they talk to their partner during sex? Do they talk dirty? Do they whisper sweet nothings?

☂: Do they prefer having sex in one environment more than another?

[saleh-nix]

vax: i rolled a 2 Vax: Thats a 37 Matts face: what have I done

[laraleecupcake]

Vax'ildan more like Vax'ilDAM

[mythcarved-archive-blog]

———– i’m distracted by things that haven’t ever distracted me before . i’ve made a promise to someone TO STAY ALIVE . i’ve never valued my own life before and when we get into the shit, i’m second guessing things .i’m making STUPID DECISIONS that i wouldn’t have otherwise made. because suddenly you have purpose ? exactly. you have a reason to come back ? yes.  // penned by casey

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SUBTLE ACTS OF DOMINANCE

send a number, or send ‘dominate’ for a random result and receive a starter with my muse:

guiding yours with a hand in the small of their back

guiding yours with a hand on their shoulder

guiding yours by gripping their elbow

guiding yours with a hand on the back of their neck

beckoning yours to them with “come”

beckoning yours by pointing or indicating the spot they should be

beckoning yours by patting the seat beside them

adjusting your muse’s clothing/hair without asking

turning your muse’s chin to them with a hand

invading your muse’s personal space

alerting yours to a rule they have broken

speaking over or interrupting yours in a conversation

refusing to move out of your muse’s path, or not making space for your muse

making a decision for your muse

dictating your muse’s clothing for a date or a night out

refusing to break eye contact with your muse

silencing your muse with a finger to your muse’s lips

standing over your muse as they sit, or reading over their shoulder

MY MUSE IS NOT ALWAYS RIGHT

   Please keep in mind that, however hard my muse may argue something or however confidently they make a statement, they can be wrong. It’s my muse’s opinion, and my muse talking, and their perception is skewed.               Do not feel like everything out of my character’s mouth is the truth, or that I’m godmodding. 

[ohnoarno]

🎭 Masquerade Ball Starters 🎭

“Did you really think hiding your cheek bones was going to fool anyone?” “Do I…know you?” “Have we met before?” “Are you sure I don’t know you?” “Your eyes are absolutely captivating.” “I don’t think we’ve met yet.” “May I have this dance?” “You look positively enchanting this evening.” “I’d know those dazzling eyes anywhere.” “These skirts make it so hard to move.” “Some of these costumes are so extravagant. They must have cost a fortune.” “You look quite ravishing in that dress.” “You look quite handsome in that suit.” “Can I see your face?” “I don’t think you want to see my face.” “My God, you could fit an entire circus under her pannier. How’d she even fit through the door?” “Champagne?” “My feet are killing me.” “I never thought I’d see you in something so fancy.” “I feel like I’m rubbing elbows with the queen right now.” “Care to sneak away with me? I doubt we will be missed.” “Can you guess who I am under here?” “I’d compliment your beauty, but I can’t see it under there. You’ll have to accept my compliments to your mask instead, it’s quite lovely.” “I can’t hear you through that mask. Did you really have to choose one that covers your mouth?” “Do you know who I am?” “Do you know who she is?” “Do you know who he is?” “You’re very light on your feet.” “Ow! It’s like you have two left feet.” “I’m a terrible dancer.” “Who cares if you’re a good dancer? Have fun! No one will know it’s you anyway!” “No one’s asked me to dance all night…” “I feel like I’m in a dream!” “Can we please go home? This is torture.” “How did I ever let you talk me into coming here?” “I prefer watching from the sidelines to participating.” “You’ve spent the entire evening at the snack table.” “Can I cut in?” “I have to go.” “I’m not supposed to be here. If they catch me I’m in trouble!” “Please. What is your name? I want to see you again.”

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oceansburned:

     THE SLY COMMENT had his eyes narrowing into a glare that could rival Vex’ahlia’s.  “ Oh, I remember, ” he said, the anger seeping into his tone.  The beard he had spent so long growing had been destroyed by a sneaking, stealthy rogue.  He would enjoy making Vax’s head into jam, he was half giant after all. 

    “ Or maybe your over confidence will get the best of you and I will… best you. ”

    There was another laugh- this was still a game to him, though he took another step back as casually as he could. “Now Grog, it’s all in good fun, is it not~?” His tone hadn’t changed, though he was ready to split at a moment’s notice.         

                                But honestly, the danger was part of what made it fun. 

[scnofawitch]

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thegloriousgilmore:

Such a conflict arose in Gilmore. With a hard pat on Vax’s back he spoke again. “-enough. That brooding act works on most, but not on me. Now what is it you wished to discuss and can it be done over food and drink? I confess I am RAVENOUS and have been ignoring meals for a bit due to my busy schedule,”

Whatever he’d come to discuss was lost- a shake of his head. “...Food and drink would be fine.” he wasn’t planning on indulging over much in either- there were things in his head better left unsaid in this situation. Still, he walked alongside Gilmore, uncharacteristically quiet for a time. “You shouldn’t skip meals,” he spoke finally. 

[aquaticresources]

Send me a 💬 if you want to add me on Discord.

[grincarved]

aquaticresources:

I’ve seen a bunch of Skype ask memes, but I haven’t seen a single one for Discord, so I decided to create one myself.

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bcmbadil:

“Many things… Vox Machina… Emon,” he mused, stroking his beard “-a druid… a twin sister ranger” Tom grinned and patted the barstool next to him “-come come! Drink with Tom! Forget your troubles an hour or two!”

“I-- ... hm...” Vax’ildan eyed the bearded fellow before going to sit beside him, though he remained tense and suspicious, side-eyeing the man in question. “What else have you heard?” 

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candleinferno:

Gern paused, considering Vax’s words. He didn’t know this group all too particularly well, but fighting with them and helping close a portal to another plane seemed to form a bond. He’d never really had that before. People sticking around after causing so much trouble. Oh, hells, he wasn’t getting attached, was he?

“I don’t know what that’s suppose to mean, but sure.” He waved his hand and placed the few scales into his bag, then took the small notebook from his vest and notated his additional findings.

“It’s just funny to me. Mourning the undead. Lucky them if they got mourned the first time, I suppose.”

Attachment was a tricky thing. Vax’ildan’s eyes followed Gern’s movements, but not in a distrustful way- simply because movement was happening and it caught his attention. 

“...It’s probably healthy to mourn the undead too,” his voice sounded far away a moment before he shook his head and gave a small snort. “I mean what do I know? Feelings aren’t exactly my strongest suit.” 

[shinykari]

Pantheon of Tal’Dorei

I’m not going to copy paste or screenshot all the gods, but I will list them and their D&D/Pathfinder equivalents, as far as I can tell. Deities marked with a question marks are those I am least confident about.

The Prime Deities

The Archeart - Corellon Larethian

The Allhammer - Moradin

The Changebringer - Avandra

The Dawnfather - Pelor

The Everlight - Sarenrae

The Knowing Mistress - Ioun

The Lawbearer - Erathus

The Matron of Raven - Raven Queen

The Moonweaver - Sehanine (?)

The Platinum Dragon - Bahamut

The Stormlord - Kord

The Wildmother - Melora

The Betrayer Gods

The Chained Oblivion - Tharizdun

The Cloaked Serpent - Zehir

The Crawling God - Torog (?)

The Lord of the Hells - Asmodeus

The Ruiner - Gruumsh

The Spider Queen - Lolth

The Strife Emperor - Bane (?)

The Scaled Tyrant - Tiamat

[cursorium]

send my muse “we’re alone now, you could kiss me.” for their reaction.

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@daggcrdaggcrdaggcr liked for a starter

*          There were many things Shaun Gilmore was good at, if he so humbly said so himself. Gaining attention, speaking with others, making connections, trade – most of these stemmed from the simple fact he was good with people. He had a talent for being able to get even the most up tight of denizens to let their guard down a little while within the confines of his store.

However, every once in a while there was a person like the old lady currently perusing his shop who simply would not give in. He didn’t allow his jovial facade to crack as he explained every single thing she brought to him in the tiniest details. Nor did he let it happen when they spent nearly thirty minutes haggling over a common healing draft. After what made a morning feel like an entire day the only lady went on her way with her bag of goods, and Shaun tossed a rare sheepish look in Sherri’s direction who seemed even more frazzled then usual.

“Perhaps a long lunch is in order, my dear. Would you mind go closing –?” Though before the request could leave his mouth, the door opened once again. This time the one who entered made Shaun instantly perk up as he gazed at the half elven man before him. “Vax'ildan! You are certainly a sight for sore eyes,” as he spoke, he leaned forward against the counter, “to what do I owe the pleasure?”

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The half-elf offered an uncharacteristically tired smile- “Suppose I just needed a moment to get away.” He looked more than just tired-- it was as though something had happened and the weight of the world was dragging the rogue down. 

“Don’t suppose I could stay here a bit? Just- I need to uh-” Truthfully, he hadn’t thought this through- he was beyond exhausted, he had managed to go too long without sleep. At his best, he’d have taken to the streets, vanished for a while- but this was not his best. he was exhausted-  

A few steps brought him forward before he faltered, as if his thoughts finally caught up to him. Right, yes he realized this was not the best course of action, and he blinked rapidly a few times, mumbled an apology and stopped in his tracks. His first coherent thought was leave- but the protest from the rest of him stayed his form. Too tired. 

[boastmastergeneral]

reblog this if i can tumblr im you, just slamming a muse or plot idea down in front of you

[pcthetics-deactivated20161211]

this doesn’t mean that you have to accept or agree with the idea - i’m just a scared little turtle that would like to know if that’s something that you wouldn’t mind so much