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[lsawsevenbirds]

 [ sacrifice ] for your muse to get hurt protecting mine 

Stupid, really, for her to have been fighting so close up, a bard who deals mostly in tricks and healing magic - one whose magic is mostly used at range - pulling a rapier and getting into the fray of a fight. Aurora had felt sick as she had seen a blade coming right towards her though, she wasn't really all that well trained with a sword, after all and without any armour she was incredibly vulnerable to attack.

She had hesitated, closed her eyes to brace for the killing blow which didn't come, instead she heard a grunt and a heavy thud, and she opened her eyes in time to see Kidrid do the same, though she wasn't looking good. She stood tall then and quickly did all she could think of to do, sheathing her sword and holding out the few coins she had with shaking hands, "Please-- just-- leave us be."

They hesitated but took the coins as Kidrid seemed to be coming to, they had already taken a beating from her and clearly decided it for the best they run before round two. Aurora knelt quickly down and looked at the injuries on the half orc woman, "You're-- you're really badly hurt, stay still, stay calm. I'm going to-- I'm sorry. I'm going to fix this-- Why would you put yourself in front of me? You could have-- Nevermind let's get you healed up, mm?"

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Kidrid had not been expecting the surprise attack, which made sense because it was after all a surprise round, but didn't make the situation any less jarring. It would have normally been okay but then she'd rolled low in her initiative and before she knew it herself and Aurora had been pummelled with hits from all sides, the group of bandits getting one up on them as they vastly outnumbered the pair.

In the blind anger that had seared through her she had almost slain one of the faceless men before she'd seen another going at Aurora from the corner of her vision. With the anger coursing through her she didn't have the time to think about how stupid it was that Aurora was lurching forward with a rapier instead of staying back. All she could think of was the obvious critical hit and how her bard had sustained enough injury that that would fuck her up. Reflectively she felt herself lurch forwards, standing at full height to shelter her the only way she knew how.

As the clearly rusted longsword plunged into her gut she felt herself fall backwards for just a moment as the life slipped from her. Everything blacked out around her for a split second. Everything was gone. And then there was a loud sound of crackling lightening in her head and her eyes flew open, the blood pumping through her spurred on by the spirit of her ancestors. Reeling from the sensation of her orcish resilience she watched as Aurora threw her bag of coins at the bandits, glad that they decided it was enough to retreat rather than try to continue fighting. Kidrid felt herself breathing heavily as Aurora tried to steady her. The sensation was shocking, but not debilitating, and Kidrid just about managed to pull herself up as she looked up at Aurora, her breathing ragged. "Hey, I'm okay, I'll live." She tried to smile a little, but she could feel her hands shaking from the drastic end to her rage as she squeezed Aurora's hand softly. "Critical that looked like, can't have you going down, yeah? How am I going to heal you? By shouting?" Kidrid tried to sit up a bit, pressing a hand to her still bleeding wound that was starting to thrum with pain. "You got a healers kit in those pockets of yours?"

[lsawsevenbirds]

✴️ - trying to tend to bad burns somewhere on their body (okay but caleb and one of the m9)

"Those look pretty bad, Caleb, have you had Cad look at them?" Leaning against the door frame, Beau crossed her arms as she watched Caleb trying to tend to his own wounds. After a few seconds passed in silence she stepped inside and closed the door, scratching her nose and shifting from one foot to the other, avoiding direct eye contact with him as she was sure he was also doing with her. "Look... uhh--" She stopped speaking and her jaw set in a grimace before she shook her head a little, "Let me help or something, you're doing a shitty job."

Ever the gentle soul she sat heavily onto the bed and gestured for him to turn so she could tend to the burn wound on his shoulder, "Look--" she started again, taking a deep breath before speaking quickly without a pause, "You saved all our asses today and we couldn't have got through it without you so thanks, or whatever, you don't have to come lick your wounds on your own, I know you froze up but again you saved our asses."

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The last thing Caleb wanted in that moment was company. He felt bad for it, for pushing the others away, but when he had retreated straight to his bedroom he'd almost considered putting up the hut so no one could pass through. When he heard the alarm in his head saying someone had entered the library he had almost started the spell but as Beau awkwardly approached he supposed that was a bad idea.

"Ah, well, I did not wish to disturb Caduceus after he was unconscious for such a long while, he needs his rest." Caleb avoided eye contact with his friend, hoping he wouldn't accidently fuck up this conversation and have her shout at him again. He turned carefully, wincing only slightly as she took up to tending his wounds. "I do not deserve to be thanked, I believed using fireball was a calculated move considering how hurt the mage was, but I miscalculated, I did not realise.." Nott had been invisible at the time and Caleb had believed she was further away than she was and he'd hurt her. Knowing that he'd done that to his best friend had sent him spiralling, when the mage had sent back his own fireball he'd been helpless against it. He'd woken up to burns, Nott and Jester looking frightened down at him and he had felt the pit in his stomach begin to sink again. "I am sorrry Beauregard, are the others all okay?"

[lsawsevenbirds]

"Yeah I guess Cad is pretty tired, he took some heavy hits today." She sat beside him, a lot less gentle with patching him up than any of the others would have been and shaking her head a little as she listened to him speak, sure they had been very close to losing - well, everyone, it was a close call but Jester had done her thing and got everyone back up.

Beau was quiet for a moment before scoffing. "You know it's not up to you if I thank you or not, just fuckin' accept that I'm being nice to you." She prodded his less injured shoulder as she spoke and then returned to tending to the burns, "Everyone is fine, Caleb. Nott is more worried about you than herself even though she smells like burnt hair. I sent Jester out to go find us food since Cad is sleeping so I hope you like cupcakes for dinner." She paused again and clenched her jaw, "It wasn't... you didn't aim for Nott, you need to forgive yourself Caleb. You have a team behind you, so stop running off to hide on your own."

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Caleb was thankful for the briskness of which Beau was tending to his wounds. He would never dare say it out loud but it reminded him of the way his mother used to patch him up when he hurt himself running around as a kid. The pressure cleared his mind a litttle as he listened to Beauregard speak, although he found that he could not believe her words.

"I was careless and I hurt her because of it. I have gotten sloppy. These are all facts that don't change even with the team behind me." He closed his eyes for a moment, taking in a steadying breath as he tried to collect himself. "I need to be better, to not make such a rookie mistake. But thank you for talking to me Beauregard. Despite what you may think, you are good at this."

[lsawsevenbirds]

✴️ - trying to tend to bad burns somewhere on their body (okay but caleb and one of the m9)

"Those look pretty bad, Caleb, have you had Cad look at them?" Leaning against the door frame, Beau crossed her arms as she watched Caleb trying to tend to his own wounds. After a few seconds passed in silence she stepped inside and closed the door, scratching her nose and shifting from one foot to the other, avoiding direct eye contact with him as she was sure he was also doing with her. "Look... uhh--" She stopped speaking and her jaw set in a grimace before she shook her head a little, "Let me help or something, you're doing a shitty job."

Ever the gentle soul she sat heavily onto the bed and gestured for him to turn so she could tend to the burn wound on his shoulder, "Look--" she started again, taking a deep breath before speaking quickly without a pause, "You saved all our asses today and we couldn't have got through it without you so thanks, or whatever, you don't have to come lick your wounds on your own, I know you froze up but again you saved our asses."

[rulebreaking-moth]

The last thing Caleb wanted in that moment was company. He felt bad for it, for pushing the others away, but when he had retreated straight to his bedroom he'd almost considered putting up the hut so no one could pass through. When he heard the alarm in his head saying someone had entered the library he had almost started the spell but as Beau awkwardly approached he supposed that was a bad idea.

"Ah, well, I did not wish to disturb Caduceus after he was unconscious for such a long while, he needs his rest." Caleb avoided eye contact with his friend, hoping he wouldn't accidently fuck up this conversation and have her shout at him again. He turned carefully, wincing only slightly as she took up to tending his wounds. "I do not deserve to be thanked, I believed using fireball was a calculated move considering how hurt the mage was, but I miscalculated, I did not realise.." Nott had been invisible at the time and Caleb had believed she was further away than she was and he'd hurt her. Knowing that he'd done that to his best friend had sent him spiralling, when the mage had sent back his own fireball he'd been helpless against it. He'd woken up to burns, Nott and Jester looking frightened down at him and he had felt the pit in his stomach begin to sink again. "I am sorrry Beauregard, are the others all okay?"

[lsawsevenbirds]

© (for any of the mighty nein with caleb or if you wanna go out there.... Maybe kidrid and aurora ;)

"I think I had that handled." She looked up as she felt a hand firm on her back, steering her along as her own hand clutched at her ribs, "I only fell like twenty feet, I missed the little hinge on the floor, fell right in to that trap. It wasn't even a clever trap I just couldn't see properly." Aurora laughed, a kind of forced laugh that came from feeling embarrassed, and she looked up at the half orc with a fond smile, an innocent 'please forgive my carelessness' expression which she had perfected over the years.

She let herself be guided further along towards the town nearby, not really paying attention to the direction she was walking as she was muttering a few words to herself and soon dropped her hand from her ribs, her posture straightened again and the few little scrapes she had on her face and arms from falling now closing without a trace that they had ever been there. "Are you hurt at all? Just me?"

[rulebreaking-moth]

Not for the first time Kidrid was glad Aurora could heal herself with only a soft song or a few words. They'd only been travelling together for about a week and she'd seen her injured too many times already. Kidrid wasnt sure if Aurora was just clumsy or was trying to get hurt for some sort of attention. It made it hard to concentrate on herself when she was so worried about the other in combat.

"I'm not hurt.." She spoke after a while of silence, her hand still at the base of her back as she continued walking towards the small town they were staying at. Actually Kidrid was bleeding from a handful of wounds, but they were only a slight throb as she walked forwards, determined not to run into anything else that evening. "Why are you so careless Aurora? If you get hurt I can't help you like you can for me.. That's scary and I need you to understand that."

[lsawsevenbirds]

@rulebreaking-moth

It was dark out and the party had returned a few hours earlier to settle down for the night, leaving Jester with some prime time to catch up on shenanigans she had fallen behind on doing - she didn’t want to disappoint the Traveller, after all. She was coming back after a night of hiding pamphlets around the town, and just maybe she had defaced one or two store signs with some of her finest doodles.

As she stepped back into the inn she held her hands behind her back and gave an innocent smile which slowly transformed to a mischievous grin as she spotted a familiar face, “You weren’t waiting up just for me, were you?”

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The Inn they were staying at wasn’t one of the liveliest places in the Empire, but Mollymauk always managed to find someone to laugh with when his party had retired to their rooms early. The lull had found himself at a table with a group of dwarven travellers who were heading southwards, a decent venture that had lost him half the silver they’d made on their travel from Zadash, but he’d more than made up for it with the stories he had heard. When the group had themselves retired for the night Molly had decided to stay up a little later, buying a cup of hot rum as he sat in the corner watching the door carefully.

If he were being honest he had genuinely forgotten that Jester had not returned with them all, and the sight of her in the doorway was a pleasant surprise. “Of course I’m waiting for you, Jessie.” He bowed his head slightly, flashing his sharp teeth at her as he smiled. He was lying, of course, but it was worth it to make the other feel as special as she deserved to feel. “Tell me, what mayhem have you been up to this afternoon?”

[lsawsevenbirds]

She let out a giggle and skipped over to join him at his table, sitting in the seat directly next to him, “You think I would be up to no good, Molly? Me?” She brought her hands up to her chest to gesture to herself as she asked the question before grinning at him and leaning in closer to Mollymauk, “I may or may not have decorated some store signs with some dicks. And I spread the word of the Traveller too, he is going to be super impressed with me.” She leaned back in her seat as she spoke, “You should have come with me, Molly, it would have been so much more fun with your help.”

After looking around the room for a moment, she rested her chin in her hands, and her elbows on the table and leaned even closer to her fellow tiefling, “So, has anything fun happened to you today while I was out? You havent been up to no good, have you?”

[rulebreaking-moth]

Mollymauk let out a loud full body laugh at her words, pulling her into a one armed hug before he returned to his drink. "Well that sounds like a lot of fun, how detailed were they? Very detailed I should hope." He chuckled, glancing at the door again before he beamed at Jester. "I'm always up to no good Jester, but I actually was quite cordial with a bunch of travelling dwarven merchants. I lost a bunch of money at cards, made a bit back telling fortunes and then spent it on rum. So, all in all, a productive evening. The rest are in their rooms being boring."

He had wished at least one or two of the group had stayed around to hand out with him, but he understood why they hadn't. Caleb had spells he needed to write up now they had more paper, Nott wanted to stay with him after their last encounter had almost ended them both. Fjord was still reeling from the vision he'd had last night that he had refused to talk about and Beau was, well, he had seen her borrow a few of the books they'd looted from the cart while he was helping Nott up. She had seemed cryptic about reading them alone, and Mollymauk didn't want to push her into hanging out, even though he'd felt slightly lonely and had wanted the company. And Yasha was... He didn't know where Yasha was as he looked over at the door once again. "Next time I'll stick with you, yeah? We can have tonnes of fun and make the others jealous."

[lsawsevenbirds]

@rulebreaking-moth

It was dark out and the party had returned a few hours earlier to settle down for the night, leaving Jester with some prime time to catch up on shenanigans she had fallen behind on doing - she didn’t want to disappoint the Traveller, after all. She was coming back after a night of hiding pamphlets around the town, and just maybe she had defaced one or two store signs with some of her finest doodles.

As she stepped back into the inn she held her hands behind her back and gave an innocent smile which slowly transformed to a mischievous grin as she spotted a familiar face, “You weren’t waiting up just for me, were you?”

[rulebreaking-moth]

The Inn they were staying at wasn't one of the liveliest places in the Empire, but Mollymauk always managed to find someone to laugh with when his party had retired to their rooms early. The lull had found himself at a table with a group of dwarven travellers who were heading southwards, a decent venture that had lost him half the silver they'd made on their travel from Zadash, but he'd more than made up for it with the stories he had heard. When the group had themselves retired for the night Molly had decided to stay up a little later, buying a cup of hot rum as he sat in the corner watching the door carefully.

If he were being honest he had genuinely forgotten that Jester had not returned with them all, and the sight of her in the doorway was a pleasant surprise. "Of course I'm waiting for you, Jessie." He bowed his head slightly, flashing his sharp teeth at her as he smiled. He was lying, of course, but it was worth it to make the other feel as special as she deserved to feel. "Tell me, what mayhem have you been up to this afternoon?"

[lsawsevenbirds]

Starter call! Like the post (or reblog if you have a side blog ofc)

Let me know if you want any specific characters or I’ll pick at random

Also I havent made pages for them still but there are CR muses here too, Jester, Caleb, and Yasha 😁✌

[sphinxmemesmusings]

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[rpmememaker]

BITTER SOULMATE PROMPTS

( because the world needs more salt && complications. feel free to change up the context or pronouns! )

❛❛ No. No, no, no — you really don’t want me as a soulmate. ❜❜ ❛❛ So, you’re the unfortunate soul stuck with me. ❜❜ ❛❛ Can we just - forget about this? ❜❜ ❛❛ We’re not meant for each other. Trust me. ❜❜ ❛❛ You’re my soulmate? Wow - talk about a let-down. ❜❜ ❛❛ We were only supposed to be friends. ❜❜ ❛❛ Something’s wrong with this shit system. We are not soulmates! ❜❜ ❛❛ How is that I love them more, when you’re my soulmate? ❜❜ ❛❛ I know how you look at him - even though you’re not his. ❜❜ ❛❛ Please, believe me. You are not my soulmate. You can’t be. ❜❜ ❛❛ I don’t want a soulmate. ❜❜ ❛❛ Find someone else - I don’t need this in my life. ❜❜ ❛❛ No way - I can’t have TWO soulmates. ❜❜ ❛❛ I’m not very good with commitment, or soulmates, or love. ❜❜ ❛❛ Oh - this. This is a joke. Very funny. You can call April Fools now. ❜❜ ❛❛ I’m not good enough for you. This is wrong. ❜❜ ❛❛ Life is cruel, huh? Pairing us together like this. ❜❜ ❛❛ To think we were fated to grow old together makes my stomach turn. ❜❜ ❛❛ Why is fate such a bitch? Why are you a bitch? ❜❜ ❛❛ This wasn’t supposed to be real. It was a joke. ❜❜ ❛❛ I don’t know what’s worse. The fact you love them, or the fact I love you. ❜❜ ❛❛ I’m not suddenly trusting you with my heart! Or anything! ❜❜ ❛❛ I wish I could clean this mark off with some fate-Windex or something. ❜❜ ❛❛ Scary, right? Tied to a person you might not even know. ❜❜ ❛❛ I can’t trust you to love me. Not fully. ❜❜ ❛❛ We weren’t supposed to fall in love like this. ❜❜ ❛❛ I’m going to be frank, && say I have zero attraction to you. So this is a mistake. ❜❜ ❛❛ We’re rivals. Not soulmates. We’re supposed to be at each other’s throats. ❜❜ ❛❛ Things were better before this stupid mark, & stupid fate. ❜❜ ❛❛ I’ve tried. You can’t cut the string. I’ve tried, trust me, I’ve tried. ❜❜ ❛❛ This mark. It appeared this morning. I don’t want it - I. Don’t. Want. It. ❜❜    

[conflitdecanard]

I am not satisfied with how I draw Caleb so tonight I tried a different way and here the result :0

[infernallegaycy]

[id: 4 headshot illustrations of caleb. he is a light-skinned human with a scruffy beard & long red hair. in 2 illustrations, he is frowning with his hair in a messy bun. another shows him from profile view with his hair half-up & half-down, looking down with s slightly sad expression. in the last, he is smiling & holding up one hand, & he has a flower crown on his head. /end id.]

[somethingmemesandmusings]

Nightmare Sentence Starters!

Make edits as needed! TW For: Nightmares, nothing else specifically but it could be implied. 

“Stop–Stop!”

“Touching me–Stop touching me!”

“…Please… Go away…”

“____! I’ll kill you!”

“I… I’m fine, just a bad dream.”

“Make it stop! Please!”

“It… It was so real…”

“I can’t be alone, please, just stay here.” 

“Get off of me–I’m fine.”

“I was just… talking in my sleep. Promise.” 

“I get them all the time–it’s fine.” 

“Stop fussing over me, I’m not a baby.”

“Only babies get nightmares.”

“They just won’t stop!!”

“_____, Wake up!”

“It’s okay, I’m right here…”

“What was that about?” 

“You were crying out _____… What/who were you dreaming about?” 

*Whilst holding the other* “You’re okay… Everything’s okay…”

“Everyone gets nightmares sometimes…”

“Just rest… Nothing will get you, not while I’m here.”

“Do you want to be alone?”

“Please, don’t leave.”

“I just need a minute.” 

[midnigtartist]

Finally got my laptop back so here’s me unloading some sketches of Caleb and Nott!

[rulebreaking-moth]

❢

[ ❢ ] my muse discovers yours all bloodied and bruised.

After any battle ended there was always a moment of silence before chaos ensued. Chaos being the riddled thoughts and fears that would run through Ally’s head as she got herself out of whatever bloody state she was in and scanned the area to see what remained of her friends and allies. She often found herself blinking back frustrated tears as she gathered up her friends and spoke soft healing words and tried to stabilise them the best she could. 

As she made her way hazily to her feet, casting her lowest energy healing word on herself so she could at least see straight, she made her way through the partially destroyed rubble of the abandoned castle. The bodies of the fiend they had been in battle with had vanished and she cursed under her breath, looking over at the scene before her. 

Instantly fear gripped her as she saw the motionless figure of Seras. Her entire world went still for just a moment before she was running forwards, throwing her hands on her friend and praying rapidly under her breath. She felt a warmth in her hands and she took a steady breath as she looked down, watching their bards eyes flicker open. “Oh thank Gods. You live to sing another day.” She grinned, pushing her short blonde hair behind her ear as she beamed down at Seras. “Are you okay? May I help you up?”

[rpfunstuff]

Send me a ▲ for my muse's reaction to yours:

(You can find a random generator here. Or send the number of your choosing instead.)

attack hugging them

falling asleep on or next to them

giving them the best back massage they’ve ever had

holding their hand for the first time

hugging them from behind when they weren’t expecting it

hugging them way too tightly

kissing their forehead or cheek

kissing their neck

kissing them softly on the lips

playfully whacking them with a pillow

sneaking up behind them and blowing a raspberry on their neck

surprise kissing them

telling them they love them for the first time

tickling them

waking them up by holding them and playing with their hair

[rulebreaking-moth]

self care is turning your 14 y/o mary sue oc’s into d&d characters for your future campaigns 

[vieriis]

i love her!

[theradioghost]

but for real I spent weeks between Story and Song episodes thinking I was gonna get a triumphant and joyful victory smackdown against a villain who had come to represent, to me, despair and depression and all the times in my life I wanted to just Give Up. I was depressed and grieving and I’d just listened to the first 67 episodes in a week and a half and I was so ready for Merle to fight John, the idea of that fight meant so much to me

and then instead Griffin Andrew fucking McElroy decided to make that villain fight back and see hope for the future even when he himself had no chance to survive, and I am never going to stop thinking about that. how instead of just a story about how your joy is more powerful than any darkness around you, they told a story about how persistent joy and kindness and willingness to reach out to someone else can change someone, can help them; about how the anger and despair and apathy inside you can overtake and consume you, and the whole world with you, and even then it’s never too late to turn around and see it for the lie it is and fight against it, and fight for hope and joy and friendship and peace and the right to be yourself again instead of the emptiness you’ve been for so long. and that means so, so much more