#ceruleanscarred

[dunerover]

∘˙○˚.• immolate me throw me in the trash, G.O.M.D Girls On My Dash

@bloodyarn @bloodtwin @ceruleanscarred

[dunerover]

@ceruleanscarred said:

❛ That smirk’s going to get you in trouble. ❜

"Has, is, going to. Probably forever. I'm still here!" Zandi shrugged and swayed his weight heavily, playfully, into Vorel's arm. Against anyone else, a balance-tipping shove that would throw both their strides down the road off-course. Against her? Like pushing on the hottest brick wall. A handy quality in what he was recruiting her for—if she had the attitude for it.

"You wanna get in it with me?" He wiggled his brows. "I could use a woman who could rip off a door one-handed."

[dunerover]

From @ceruleanscarred: "Aw man, I almost won!" <- doesn't know how bingo works.

Lovey Dovey Bingo Yay!

Holy shit.

"Hey, Sparks? You're into guys, right?"

[bloodtwin]

@dunerover sent:

"PJ, Bug, Sparks. Go!"

FMK.

what an evil, evil question . . .

❝ can i really not marry all three of them ？❞ he looks like a kicked puppy. doesn't want to choose. it would be much easier if they could simply share, but he supposes that's not the point of the game. ugh, this is so very hard.

or is it really . . . ？it would be a lie to say he hasn't thought about the K option before. in great detail. just in the case of an emergency. he already knew his answer before being asked to decide.

❝ marry babsi because she is a lady, and i am a little gentleman. PJ will, of course, be the handyman i have a scandalous affair with ⸻ ❞ he is quick to clarify, ❝ that was a joke, by the way ！but, yes, i would fuck PJ. ❞

then he hesitates, not wanting to answer the last one at all. he feels awful about it already. ❝ . . . kill vorel because ⸻ because, wait ！listen to me. kill vorel because i think she has the highest chance of defending herself & actually surviving. then we can make-out afterwards. i mean, what ？❞

[bloodtwin]

[I know we haven't done too much but timidly sets this down for @ceruleanscarred 💑]

send me a 💑 if we ship our muses together and i'll tell you why i love our ship! if we aren't shipping our muses together but want to, send me a 💘 and i'll give you my first impressions of the ship source: here.

puck absolutely loves having someone that can match his strength!!! this is so so so important to him i cannot stress this enough. i can see him genuinely relaxing around vorel & that is so rare you dont understand HE NEEDS THIS!!!!!!!!!!!!!

also i KNOWWWW their sparring goes crazy. puck loves having a challenge (for once) because he's always so restless but nothing is ever enough for him. perhaps vorel can wear him out LOL

"why dont you go spar with your hot dragonborn girlfriend and maybe you'll calm down"

She Is Taller Than He Is. Huge Win

the fact that she both... scolds him... and enables him at times is very, very good. very funny. i think vorel wakes up every day and thinks "oh GOD what is he going to do this time" and it really could be literally anything

"I'M NOT CALLING YOU GOOD BOY PUCK YOU ATE SOMEONE'S FOOT!"

they're both gentle giants, which is sweet to me. I KNOW they both also have a rage within, but like. they're also both niceys. they can help rein each other in when need be. at least sometimes.

just. sorry goign back to puck RELAXING for once in his life. not worrying (too much) about hurting the person he cares about most bc she can handle it GRRRRARRGHHHHHHH

[swarmcall-a]

@ceruleanscarred sent

"I heard it was your birthday. Here, I... tried to make something." She holds out a somewhat poorly carved little sculpture of a... cricket! It was jagged and a bit rough, but still recognizable as a little bug! She also hands over a small stick along with it. "Then you use this, and you can make music." She runs the stick along the underside of the carving and it makes a cute little rasping sound.

   𝙲𝚁𝙸𝙲𝙺𝙴𝚃'𝚂  𝙱𝙸𝚁𝚃𝙷𝙳𝙰𝚈 .   ────────────────────────

     Another one seeking him for that birthday.      What an utterly foreign concept. Almost a waste of time, if it wasn't for receiving objects on that day (for some reason). The wooden item looked promising, a hand-made one, resembling a bug   —   a cricket. The name he took for this different culture, this other part of the world, to not clash too much with their expectations. Krik-Tal-Et  &  Cricket was, after all, quite the given.

He humored the dragon, tilting his head, observing  &  listening as she introduces the Thri-Kreen to the gift's musical properties. Yes, it was music to him. A bug's chittering might be irritating at best for some humanoid folks. For the druid, it was nostalgic. Yes, the sounds the wooden replica made were gibberish in his mother tongue at best, but the octaves were fitting.

Antennas vibrate,

  the primal need to rattle back. Which he held back.

   His chest tightened.

What was that feeling   ?   It felt tingly  &  warm  &  familiar, even if he was far away from home. Thorned fingers wrap around the whittled bug after her performance was over. Orange eyes, hidden behind thick crimson glasses, stood trained at it. He was at a loss for words.

     ❝ My stomakh is moving, but I am not hungry. It's bekause of its sounds. My people kreate similar noises, it reminds me of them. ❞     The man murmured, tilting the little toy.    ❝ Strange . . . I enjoy this present kreatly. At the same time, I do not. ❞     Cricket was not familiar with emotions. His family   —   his tribe back in the desert, the pure-blooded Thri-Kreen did not have use for emotions. They simply weren't born with it. Unlike Cricket, a half humanoid. Emotions. What weird concept. He felt a bittersweet nostalgia, but was too confused to pin it down.

     ❝ Thank you. I suppose I should thank you. That's what people do at times like these   ? ❞

[thefouraboveall]

"Pardon me, I hate to be a bother."

The Grand Lord of Poxes extends one fat index finger, the talon broken at the tip and rotting at the dead. A prelude to the being it belonged to; leprous, massive, parasite ridden and offering the friendliest of smiles.

" But would it be too much to ask for a scale off of your hide?"

@ceruleanscarred / / 𝐕𝐎𝐑𝐄𝐋.

[jadedlight]

@ceruleanscarred

"Gods, I would love to feel creative again, but I fear all my energy is being used just to survive these days." A soft laugh would turn into almost a sigh halfway, Jade shifting his lute to rest in his lap instead.

"Still, as long as it's not making ears bleed that should be enough of a victory."