#agent-jaselin

[catsharky]

It looks like her horns are much bugger and more devil like than tiefling naturally. Would her horns grow back to that shape if sue let them, or is it more like docking a tail and permanent? Would she become more comfortable with her original horns being around tieflings more if they could grow back? Why did she trim them initially?

Ehehe I'm glad you caught that, cause yeah you're right her horns are very much meant to be more devil than tiefling!

I figured if a devil is going to screw someone over by giving them a stolen child, why wouldn't they aim to pick one who would bring as much chaos and misery to that person as possible? Ember has no idea who her bio parents are, but she's definitely no ordinary Tiefling.

I put the rest under a read more because it got a bit long:

To try and kind of match the other companions, I wanted her to have the capacity to be incredibly powerful, but limited for game/story reasons. So for Ember, at least one of her parents is someone Powerful and Important in the hells, and that parent is where her sorcery comes from.

It means she's capable of crazy strong magic (like, on par with Gale before he got nerfed strong) but a combination of being self-taught and a lack of motivation means that she's never had a reason to find out what she's actually capable of. She also grew up very isolated, so until she met Gale she was under the impression that magic was just like that for everyone. And tied to all that, one of the most obvious tells that there's something else going on with her is her horns.

I like to think that for most Tieflings, their horns do grow throughout their lives, but hit what's considered 'full sized' by around puberty- at which point the growth slows to a crawl. I also have to assume based on Karlach's broken horn that if the horn breaks? It's gone for good, though they will still maintain that slow growth so long as the core at the base of the horn remains intact.

For Ember however, her horns are just enormous. At age 4 it's expected a Tiefling will have started growing their horns but that they'll still be blunt, nubby things like a baby goat. Ember's were the size they are in the age chart, and continued to grow even larger as she got older.

She likely would have trimmed them no matter what, because not being used to having horns in the first place made dealing with them frustrating, but they're really just unreasonably huge. She trims them down pretty much as far as she comfortably can, the blue tips being where the darker outer layers were cut away.

To her annoyance, they also grow back and do so remarkably fast, which is where the jewelry she has wrapped around them comes from. Those gold embellishments are actually enchanted so they'll stay the size she wants them! (They also keep them from catching on fire when her emotions are high, but that's a whole other thing) So she could actually let them grow back to their full size if she wanted to, she just doesn't because they'd be way too unwieldy and annoying to deal with.

And while I can see some of this stuff becoming relevant after the events of the game, for the duration of BG3's plot this is all just more or less flavour text. The magic stuff is the only part that would have a notable impact.

Also fun fact, this whole part of her backstory is just because I needed an excuse to make her immortal. I didn't have the strength to give Astarion a companion who he'd have to lose in less than 100 years. My heart can't take that 😭 So fuck it, she's the daughter of some big powerful demon or whatever so Astarion can have one nice thing that won't be taken from him!!!

[ertrunkenerwassergeist]

In the Child of Mors au, does Regis have a desire to figure out setting them up with Shields? Would they work out a compromise with having a Glaive act in place of a shield? and Would there be a potential to find out about the connection of the first shield to the Ostium clan?

Uiuiui

That would be a discussion starting around the midpoint of the story. After things start to settle down a bit, the question of Shields start to turn up. Mostly amongst the nobility at first, and Regis and his siblings do a very good job of ignoring them at first. Then either Crowe or Nyx get hurt on a mission and Regis sees himself confronted head on with the Shield Question. (captal letters intended)

None of the three are happy about it. Crowe because she's an independent spirit, Nyx because he's got Libertus and Regis because he knows his siblings won't be happy bending to Lucian tradition.

So no, Regis doesn't really want to do it. Not because he doesn't want to see his siblings protected, but because he doesn't want to contstrain them in the Lucian trappings of propriety and tradition.

There's definitely a chance there that the connection between the Ostiums and the Amicitias will be discovered. Mostly because Libertus might loose his temper and say something about the entire situation. Teh end result of that would be that Lucian high society very firmly sees Libertus as Nyx's Shield.

As for Crowe? I find it kind of amusing to think that Cor would start to follow her around. The man is unconventional enough that Crowe might just allow it. After much complaining.

[royalbratprince]

@agent-jaselin/@ardynzunia liked for a thing!

"Iggy's kind of a worrier." An understatement to say the least. Maybe the most obvious statement that's ever made it way past his mouth, but still.

"So I didn't exactly tell him about this plan." Noctis admitted, taking a quick look around before holding the door open for Ardyn. "I mean, he should congratulate me for learning guard rotations and which doors are easiest to get to and all that, but I'll probably just get a lecture." Not that it was enough to stop him, obviously.

No, Noctis had other plans. Or, the one: simple, harmless. Silly, a little. Once they were out in the garden proper, he was very quiet about unfolding the blanket he'd brought along, laying it on the grass. "Okay, I don't know if we're gonna see anything because of the city lights, but supposedly there's a meteor shower up there."

[thelastspeecher]

Foster ford, Molly bonding with/meeting Angie

@nelson-and-murdock also requested something with Molly in the Foster Ford AU, so I'm going to count this as fulfilling that request as well. Hope you guys enjoy it!

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              Molly was almost done with her book by the time her stepmom came home from work.  Her head went up when the front door opened and a short, blonde woman stepped inside.

              “Hello, my darlin’ fellers,” she chirped cheerfully to Molly’s dad and cousin in the kitchen.  “How was yer day?  Anything excitin’ happen?”  Molly frowned.

              The only people I’ve heard with an accent like that are on TV or in movies.  Where’s she from?

              “Uh, yeah,” Stan said.  He was working on dinner, and Stanford, who apparently preferred to go by Ford, was helping by handing him ingredients when asked.

              “Oh?  What happened what was excitin’?” Molly’s stepmom asked.  Stan nodded at Molly sitting in the living room.  Molly’s stepmom turned to look.  She had a long, thin nose, a slender frame, and was wearing khaki shorts and a dark brown T-shirt.  She stared at Molly for a second before slapping her forehead.

              “Yeah,” Stan said idly.  He looked at Ford.  “Gimme the carrots.”  Ford obediently handed him the carrots Stan had chopped earlier.  Stan dumped the carrots into the pot he was tending to on the stove.

              “Oh, no,” Molly’s stepmom sighed heavily.  “I forgot to tell ya she was comin’, didn’t I?”

              “Yep,” Stan said.  Ford nodded in confirmation.

              “Oh, Lord, I’m so sorry.  It’s just- work and my thesis and-”

              “It’s okay.  We got it figured out.”

              “Still!  Ugh, I’m normally so much more organized than this!” Molly’s stepmom said, frustrated.  Stan snorted.  “What?”

              “Ang, you might be more tidy with your stuff around the house normally, but you’ve always been pretty disorganized in the head.  So stop moping and introduce yourself before Molly graduates high school.”

              “Ford, give Stan a lil smack fer me please,” Molly’s stepmom said.  Ford grinned.  He punched Stan’s leg.

              “Hey!” Stan protested.

              “I’m just doing what she told me to do,” Ford said.  “What do you need next?”

              “Garlic,” Stan said.  Ford handed him the garlic powder.  Molly’s stepmom walked over to Molly and sat next to her on the couch.  She smiled.

              “Molly, right?” she asked.  Molly nodded.  “It’s a right pleasure to meet ya, darlin’.  I apologize fer bein’ so absent-minded that I forgot to tell yer father you’d be showin’ up.”  Molly shrugged.  “The name’s Angie.  If that’s what ya want to call me, that’s fine by me.”  Molly searched Angie’s face for any hints of deception.  But Angie’s expression didn’t seem fake; genuine warmth sparkled in her blue eyes.

              “Okay.”  Molly cocked her head curiously.  “Where are you from?”  Angie chuckled.

              “My accent sticks out ‘round here, don’t it?  I grew up on a farm in Arkansas, but the closest town was a tiny lil place called Gumption.  Did ya grow up in New Jersey like yer father?”

              “Yeah.”  Dr. Whiskers walked along the back of the couch and jumped onto Angie’s lap.

              “Did Dr. Whiskers give ya the red carpet treatment?” Angie asked, stroking the cat.  Dr. Whiskers purred happily.  Molly shrugged.  “Well, I’ll let ya get back to readin’.  Got to shower and change out of my gross clothes.”  Angie gently set Dr. Whiskers on the ground and stood up.  She frowned.  “Speakin’ of clothes, do ya have much of ‘em with ya?”

              “Not really.”

              “I’m busy all week, so’s unless yer fine with Stan takin’ ya shoppin’ fer clothes, you’ll have to borrow from Ford until the weekend,” Angie said.  Molly shrugged again.  “Do ya have a preference?”

              “No.”

              “Then we’ll wait ‘til the weekend.  I don’t trust Stan to get a young lady proper clothes,” Angie said.  Molly’s heart sunk.

              What does she mean by “proper clothes”?  Angie smiled again at Molly.

              “I’m happy to have ya with us, darlin’,” she said kindly.  Molly watched her walk away, stomach in knots.

              Please don’t let her be just like Mom.

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              Angie parked the car.  Molly looked out the window.  Her eyes widened.

              “Wait, you work at the zoo?” she asked.

              “Have I not mentioned that yet?” Angie asked.  Molly shook her head.  “Huh.  Maybe I am as absent-minded as Stan says.”  Angie shrugged.  “Well, no fixin’ that now.  Let’s go inside.”  Molly got out of the car and followed her stepmom to the entrance of the San Diego Zoo.  She had been faced with the inevitability of yet another day reading while Stan and Ford played together when Angie suggested she come to work with her.  Since anything would be better than watching her dad and cousin play with LEGOs, Molly jumped at the opportunity.

              At first, Molly thought Stan’s standoffishness was just him feeling awkward around her.  After all, she was the daughter he didn’t know he had with the girlfriend that cheated on him and broke up with him.  But she knew now the true reason Stan wasn’t spending much time with her alone.  It was because of Ford.

              Ford was constantly by Stan’s side.  It was like he was glued to him.  Molly couldn’t get any one-on-one time with her dad.  Not with Ford standing right there, commanding Stan’s attention.  At this point, Molly was convinced Ford was getting in the way on purpose.  It couldn’t be a coincidence.  No one her age should be spending so much time hiding behind their father figure’s legs.

              And I swear he gives me little smirks about it, too.  Molly initially thought Ford’s expressions were social awkwardness.  After how he manipulated Stan into avoiding time with Molly, though, she felt certain those weird smiles were Ford being proud of himself for getting all the attention from Molly’s dad.

              “Howdy, Tim,” Angie said to the security guard.  She put a hand on Molly’s shoulder.  “This here’s my stepdaughter, Molly.  Can I get a guest pass fer her?  She’s spendin’ the day with me.”  Tim looked at Molly with a raised eyebrow.

              “She definitely looks like Stan.  I didn’t realize he had a kid.”

              “Funny story.  He didn’t realize that, either.  Not until recently.”  Angie’s smile became a bit forced.  “But that’s all I’ll say ‘bout it.  It ain’t my story to share.”

              “Fair enough.”  Tim gave Molly a guest pass on a lanyard.  Molly slipped the lanyard over her head.  “Enjoy the zoo, Molly.”

              “So, what do you do here?” Molly asked Angie as they walked into the zoo proper.  “Are you a zookeeper?”

              “Yep!” Angie said cheerfully.

              “What kinda animals do you take care of?”

              “The scaly and slimy ones.”  They began to head for the reptile house.  Molly’s eyes widened.  “The critters what most folks think are disgustin’ or scary, I find the most charmin’.”  Angie smiled at Molly.  “Yer not authorized to help me, so you’ll just have to watch fer the most part.  But if ya want, I’ll let ya feed Horace some mealworms.”

              “Who’s Horace?”

              “One of the bearded dragons.”

              “You’ll really let me feed a bearded dragon?!” Molly said eagerly.  Angie chuckled.

              “Sure.  Why not?”

              “Can I hold a snake or something?”

              “Hmm.  We’ll see.”  Angie leaned over.  “But if ya behave yourself, I’d say the odds are in yer favor,” she whispered conspiratorially.  Molly grinned.

              Oh, yeah.  This is way better than staying at home all day.

[madeimpact]

(for Prompto and Noctis) 4. does your muse find any specific features particularly attractive? 5. what is your muse's ideal first date?

I have never written a ship in this blog's lifespan || @ardynzunia

does your muse find any specific features particularly attractive?

Insert joke here about how the entire Lucis Caelum line finds blondes attractive

No but like, genuinely, unironically, I buy into that as an actual headcanon, at least as far as superficial stuff goes for Noct. Is it important in the grand scheme of things? No, he'd date anyone with any color hair if they passed the vibe check. It's more important to Noct that you love him for being him, and not because he's royal. Cliche? Yes. True? Absolutely, yes. He's demiromantic — he doesn't fall easily, but when he does, he falls hard.

For Prompto...I'm gonna tie this in with one of the other questions on the list, but he tends to be physically attracted to femininity or androgyny. Again, not to say he wouldn't date someone who was maybe more typically masculine, but it's bonus points, yanno? To answer this the same way I did for Noct, personality-wise, he needs someone that compliments his own energy, whether that's by matching it or balancing it out. He also finds confidence super attractive. Maybe because it's aspirational.

what is your muse's ideal first date?

For Noct, he'll want to get away from the crowds. Maybe drive you to a nice high vantage point in the Regalia, lay on the hood on a summer night, and gaze at the stars. Or maybe have a picnic on the beach on a weekday when it's not too crowded. The latter might just be an excuse to take his date fishing, but only if they're willing to indulge him and maybe learn a thing or two from him. He'd be just as willing to go and try out something that they enjoy. He just prefers quieter, more intimate settings — crowds tend to put him on edge.

Prompto will go anywhere as long as he can be out and about. He's not a "go to dinner and sit down and talk" kinda guy. Sightseeing! Amusement parks! Anywhere he can sneak cheeky little pictures of his date and compliment how nice they look! Shit, rent out some chocobos and go off to the races! He's gotta go out and do things and try his darndest to make his date smile and laugh! Though, of course, he'd be more than willing to crash in the evening once the adrenaline starts to wear off, and curl up for a cheesy bad movie and laugh about it before taking the lucky person home.

[gingersmiith]

Tredd the angriest Scorbunney.

If they were suddenly, mysteriously turned into a Pokémon, what Pokémon would my muse be?

A warm-up of running around gets fire energy coursing through this Pokémon's body. It has special pads on the backs of its feet, and one on its nose. Once it's raring to fight, these pads radiate tremendous heat, allowing it to fight at full power.

"Wait, why's it the first stage evo and not the third?"

[invictarre-archive]

Is it because of the mitten hands and socks ?

it's actually because, the first time I played camp with it after my darling boy sobble evolved, I was jumpscared by that hideous all-fours walk cycle and have never recovered

[gertritude-art]

Hey gour art is really funny! And spider martin is adorable. But also, now that you have a moth jon i cant help but imagine them as a tiny bug couple roaming the land.

OTHER PEOPLE HAVE COMMENTED ON THIS… i think its a cute idea… buggy boyfriends…