#osfyr

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"Oh, I'm sorry. Did *you* want to finish? Not until I'm done with you, and oh...I am not done with you yet..."

Berrian being a shit to his agent/manager and sometimes booty call, Osfyr.

[Full image here on Twitter.]

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kiss meme: 16, 32, 45, 47. for osfyr and chef’s pick of partner. also these were randomly generated so i do not actually know what these are as i send this

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16. One person pouting, only to have it removed by a kiss from the other person.

It’s only right, of course it is, that Osfyr should be doing this. It’s their old friend they’re talking about, of course they want to find him. But as he’s watching them do the final check on their pack, Xerxes can’t help but be a little sad.

“It’s hard to go from Constant Boyfriend to No Boyfriend, you know?”

Osfyr jumps and looks over at the doorway to see him leaning there, a smile cracking their face. “Babe, I’m hardly leaving you forever. We can talk, like, SO many times per day, for a whole twenty-five words each!”

Xerxes’s lips quirk briefly before descending back into a pout. “But I don’t know how long you’ll take to find them,” he begins to cross the room, “and besides, doll, I’d much rather have you here...” His hands brush Osfyr’s waist and settle on their hips, but they turn away, laughing.

“X, why don’t I call Yelkian and ask him to stay here for a bit if you’ll be so lonely without me?”

Their voice is teasing, but Xerxes’s frown only deepens. “But I want you.”

Osfyr’s heart flutters a little at the sight and the sentiment, and all they can think to do in response is plant a solid kiss on Xerxes’s lips. They can feel his pout smooth out under their care, and by the time they break apart he’s smiling too.

“I’ll be home when I can. I’m only going off to find them in the first place, it’ll be easier to visit them when I have more to go on than drugged-out rambling. And I’ll call often.”

Xerxes’s smile is soft and loving. “Say hi to Drago and Jennifer for me, alright?”

Osfyr breaks away to buckle their bag shut before kissing him again, briefly. “I will.”

32. A kiss so passionate, so perfect - that after they part, neither person can open their eyes for a few moments afterwards.

They were going to have to fight, of course– no way around it. He’d been pretty sure they were going to win as well, but there’s never certainty in these things. He trusts Osfyr– enough to listen to them when they told him he wouldn’t be safe in the city, although he’s not sure he believes it. So he’s been hunkering down with their family for a time, with various degrees of tension– the parents and one brother have been mostly ignoring him, while the sister and the other brother are much friendlier. Still, it’s been a hard few days.

It’s a lovely late spring evening, and Yelkian is inspecting the burned-out shell of a house in the dying light when he hears a thump behind him. Whirling around, hands already in a casting pose, he sees Osfyr crouching on the ground awkwardly and looking up at him, relief and joy evident all over their face, and his shoulders relax.

“Well?”

“We won.”

And suddenly they’re crossing the short distance to him in a single bound, and pressing their lips to his, and all the air leaves his lungs in a single instant. Their hands come up to grab his face and keep him there and he’s not objecting, just rests his own on the small of their back finally finally finally and hangs on for dear life. When they pull back, their face is wet with tears, and for once in their life, they’re speechless. Their forehead presses against his, and the sounds of the grassland at night hit him all at once– they’re surrounded by a full complement of crickets. He doesn’t want to move from this spot.

“Hey,” they say, and it sounds like a promise.

“Hey,” he says back, and it’s a witting response– yes, that was alright, I’d like to do that every day until I die or you do.

They seem to understand, and they’re certainly not rushing to reunite with their family, so Yelkian is content simply to stand there in that crumbling town, feeling more stable than he has in years.

45. Kisses exchanged as they move around, hitting the edges of tables or nearly tripping over things on the floor before making it to the sofa, or bed.

The sounds of the party fade in the background, replaced with hurried footsteps and labored, stair-climbing breaths. “How the hell do you manage all these stairs every day?”

“I got used to it, weaksauce, and now I have these to show for my troubles.” Jupiter lifts her dress just enough to show off her strong calf, and Osfyr immediately misses a step and falls, because they are a Disaster. Jupiter stops and offers a surprisingly firm hand up off the ground, which Osfyr accepts graciously. “Don’t worry, though, we’re almost there, and I intend to have you much more than fall down at my feet.”

As Osfyr hoped, as soon as the door closes to Jupiter’s private quarters, they’re bracketed against it and being kissed senseless. One of her forearms is braced on the door by their head, and one hand is on the side of their neck, thumb stroking their cheek. They gasp, and squirm, but she’s got them tight, only pulling back to drop a line of kisses down their jaw and bite across their collarbone.

“As lovely– oh– as this is, unless you intend– hnnn– to have me against this door, we should probably move.” She responds with a wicked grin and a deliberate grind of her hips into theirs, and their eyes flutter closed. “To the bed, Jupiter.”

Her eyes twinkle in the lamplight. “I’m terribly sorry. Of course. Right away, oh saviour of Boralus–”

She’s cut off by another kiss, Osfyr planting their hands on her hips and walking her backwards towards... something. Osfyr’s never been here before, is the thing, and it’s sort of hard to navigate someone else’s house when 1. The lighting is practically nonexistent, and 2. Most of your field of view is filled with said person’s eyes. There’s a reason people tend to close their eyes while kissing. All this to say, Jupiter’s back hits another doorframe with an oof sound, and that’s just fine. Now it’s her turn to gasp as red marks are sucked into her neck, hands tangled in thick hair.

It doesn’t last long, though. “Osfyr– Osfyr this is the kitchen. I’m sure there are better places– fine, I’ll just show you.” She tries to push them, but they aren’t budging, and in the end she just sort of steers them towards her bedroom still latched to her. Except, then they nip a little at a sensitive spot, and she forgets completely that she was unpacking a  new chest of dresses that morning, and suddenly she’s on the floor with a willing partner under her, eyes wide and panting, and then their hand is on her hip pulling her down and their other hand is on the laces of her dress and maybe the rug will do just fine after all.

Next time, they make it to the bed. The time after that, just the couch, then the bed again, then they make a game of it and aim for the kitchen just for fun.

47. A kiss paired with a tight hug, knocking the breath out of the person being hugged.

Osfyr wasn’t expecting it to break this badly. They’d tagged along last minute on a vacation with Jupiter and Krem, hoping to spark a bit more of a connection with their girlfriend’s boyfriend. They’d gotten attacked on the journey, though, and said boyfriend had been laid flat by, of all things, a dragon– an escaped  “monk” out for revenge. Jupiter had saved the day while Osfyr was busy having a panic attack.

When they finally come back to themself, Jupiter is kneeling over Krem and pouring a healing potion down his throat. He sits up, sputtering a little, and gazes at Jupiter above him, and just wraps his arms around her and buries himself in her shoulder. Osfyr looks on as they try to stop shaking and sobbing. Eventually, they succeed, but they’re still crouched rocking in the dirt, oblivious to the world.

Without much preamble, Krem is kneeling before them, having untangled from Juupiter. “You hurt much? Are you doing better?”

They take a deep, shuddering breath and nod, finally looking up to meet his gaze– the intensity is startling, not least the clear depth of his worry for them, and they can’t help but to surge up, kissing him briefly but mainly wrapping themself around him as tightly as they can manage. He’s muscly enough to do a damn good hug, and Osfyr is also clinging tightly enough to make Krem wince.

“Ouch– bruised rib–”

“Whoops– sorry Krem–”

A shadow looms over the both of them, and Jupiter extends a hand up to each of them. “I’m glad you both got through that, boys.”

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8 for zize, 19 and 31 for osfyr, 22 for pointy, 34 for vinny

Zize

8. Things you said you immediately regretted

You’re 6th, maybe 7th level, and your party is fighting bitterly for the first time. You found a gun that... well it’s not great. But the thing is, it’s really fucking powerful. Powerful enough that it was able to save Yocheved’s ass from a rare slip-up that left them barely clinging to consciousness and faltering in front of a giant fucking dragon. Powerful enough that as you stepped up within range, the voice in your head whispering yes, yes, it has been so long... you don’t feel afraid anymore. No, what you feel is in control of the situation, as you pump that fucking dragon full of lead, as you don’t stop when it’s on the ground, as your party members drag you away...

Welp. And now you’re here, and Raini’s hands are frozen mid-casting of the Mansion as the other three are insisting that you need to get rid of it, that it’s dangerous, and you look at Yocheved, back up on their.... feet? air-cushion. I should’ve left them in that fucking brothel is what you think, and what comes out is “Fine! If you don’t want me to save your ass next time, then just leave. I don’t care.” And then Raini looks at you. I’m sorry is what you want to say. We can work this out. We’re a team.

Instead, you stalk into the mansion as she releases the spell from her fingertips, and you slam the door behind you, and you try to tamp down the bile in your throat as your gun croons in your ear that you made the right decision.

Osfyr

19. Things you said when nothing bigger concerned you

i’ve been infected with second person writing disease by rebekah...

you’re seven years old, running rampant with your best friend through the streets of jorhas, your beloved hometown. he’s laughing, running behind you (you always were faster) hurling imagined spells from his fingertips (he always was smarter) and you know that you want to keep doing this forever (always with him). eventually, he crashes into you, and you tumble in a heap into the nearby alleyway, breathless in a tangle of too many limbs.

“when i get older, i wanna run away with you,” you say, and he looks at you, dark skin and silver scales gleaming in the bright midday sun, and suddenly all your thoughts are yelkian, yelkian, yelkian.

31. Things you said that you wouldn’t have if it were light out

The curtains are blowing gently in the breeze, letting in what little light is to be seen in nighttime Boralus. The smell of the ocean wafts gently in. you and jupiter just got done fucking like rabbits for the fourth consecutive night in a row. krem wasn’t there that night– family business– so maybe it got a little freaky. who knows. it doesn’t matter! what matters is, your eyes are caught by her shoulder in the moonlight, and you flop down next to her with a sigh. “what if i just stayed here?”

“i’d be one happy lady, that’s for sure,” she says, but sleep is creeping into her voice, so you just kiss her head and roll over, but you can’t close your eyes, can’t stop staring out the window. what if?

Pointy

22. Things you said after making a bad decision

She didn’t mean to let it get that far, fuck. But she did, and now the whole fucking party knows her beef. Probably all the cultists too. Stupid, stupid, stupid. She wasn’t supposed to be ruled by her impulses anymore– not her anger, not giddiness, not pride or wounded honor. Not anything. Rogues are cool and calm and she, clearly, is neither.

Nyxi is gone for now, probably soothing the wounds Pointy left, although Pointy suspects Nyxi would come back if she asked. But she won’t, because she’s an adult, damn it. Not some kid who snivels into her mama’s dress. “You’re better than that.” The words feel strange on her tongue, strange after the yelling and the mumbling and yes, the crying. A simple statement. Yes, she’s better than that. Better than picking fights with a thirteen year old, better than relying on Nyxi for comfort instead of her own damn self, better than accomplishing her goals with senseless violence always rushing in recklessly to save the day. She just needs to make herself believe it first.

Vinny

34. Things you said when you thought you were in the right

It’s a punch in the chest, when it comes. “We would need people to take on the role of guardians.” Vinny’s not smart, exactly, but she knows people, and she knows what that means. She looks at Roona, and from her reaction, knows immediately what her decision will be, and that nearly knocks the wind out of her for good. But she knows what to do.

It’s the only logical conclusion for her, really. Protector. Supporter. Strong. She’s always been strong, it’s one of her favorite things about herself, and even more so when it’s enough to help people. She has to be strong for Tilbon and her kids; there’s just no other way for her to be.

“The way I see it, there’s no world in which I don’t stay.”

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21 from the romance asks (most romantic experience) for osfyr and guy; and then because I'm a whole lesbian, 53 from weird asks (what are their hands like) for vinny

21. hmmmm let’s see. I honestly have to go with the last session of the campaign for Osfyr. It was the final battle, where we had to fight to prove to a pantheon of gods that we knew what we were doing when we chose which one of them to take over the world. We got transported to some sort of other plane/demiplane battlefield, and when we won we got to choose where we got popped out. Osfyr had, last session, decided to take their family and Yelkian out to the ruins beyond the borders of Acarnya in the misguided notion that that would help keep them safe if shit broke bad. We won the battle, and I chose to pop back right into the ruins. They surprised Yelkian, who at this point– important detail– Osfyr was wafflingaround being in love with, like a little gay idiot. They just said, “We won,” and walked up and kissed him.

For Guy– Myriphis is a dramatic and romantic archfey. I feel like he and Guy have lots of dates in places that are Totally The Material Plane using a spell that is Totally Teleport And Not Plane Shift, Babe! Shit like, mostly feywild sunsets etc but also probably an idyllic beach day on the elemental plane of water, or even a partnered hunt in the Shadowfell (mostly so Myriphis could monitor Guy’s progress with his powers and make sure he wasn’t gonna die if he went adventuring.)

Hands– Big Wide and Strong. I’m trying to decide if vinny is a skincare person, and I think she’s probably just sort of a moisturizer-and-go kinda gal. But, soft hands! More for spellcasting than her longsword. That thing gives her blisters. (Also, thank you for the hand lotion reminder for myself IRL!)

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11, 13, 25 for osfyr bc i wanna know whats Up with the polycule, 13 especially. Logistics Of Polycule Lore Please. 2 for anyone/everyone else you wanna talk about!

11. ♥ Do they make an effort to find someone with similar views, be they political or moral?

Yeah. Yeah they do. Listen I Sam am not so much a fan of the “hurr durr look at me I’m friends with conservatives” stuff so like. in D And D World it’s even more kill-or-be-killed, and they need that security.

I will say though that I feel like Xerxes and Krem both have incredibly cursed food opinions at opposite ends of the spectrum, and they will argue about it.

13. ♥ Do they sleep in the same bed/room as much as they can or do they sleep separately?

goooood question! I feel like they share a bedroom with Yelkian, but they don’t really share even a house with the other 3. Jupiter and Krem are each other’s primary partners, so they probably live together and share a bed, and Xerxes has a nice loving family and associated house. (Each couple probably has a king bed for when he visits, though.)

25. ♥ If they could choose their partner again, would they choose the same person?

Yes! Osfyr isn’t anxious about confrontation the way I am. If they were unhappy, they would simply bring it up or break up. I will say: they did not choose Krem, he came along as a package deal, so there’s that. (I cannot emphasize enough how much he is Just A Dude.) Osfyr loves him anyway, though.

2. ♥ When they have a crush on someone, how do they let them know?

Zize will actually ramp down the sibling teasing. It’s their way of distinguishing types of feeling in their head, and also it’s super fucking obvious. They start to have thoughts about what will happen if the person finds out, and they sort of filter all of their behavior through the eyes of their crush realizing Zize had a crush the whole time and overthinking Zize’s behavior towards them.

Pointy gets shy and puts up walls. It’s not a feeling she’s used to.

Vinny gets excitable and sticks around them a lot closer, asks questions, and generally tries to spend more time together. This frequently happens before she herself realizes she has a crush.

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Osfyr 15, 19, 27! And then for Remi 17 and 18 because they're tasty

15. ♥ Do they enjoy talking to their partners before going to sleep or is it straight to dreamland?

Hell yes. They were always That Kid at sleepovers. Thank you Sophia for confirming my correct analyses of their characters. I feel like the order of most to least ok with it is xerxes (he’s the same way, they’ve stayed up til dawn before just. innocently chatting), yelkian (tired but also loves with the force of a childhood sweetheart), jupiter (knows what she needs and what she needs is sleep), Krem (he’s mostly Jupiter’s partner still even after the polycule forms  and honestly he’s just a dude.)

19. ♥ What was their first impression about their partner/person they are courting?

hehehe.... so xerxes flew in Very dramatically (the image in my head is of him standing on the back of an eagle T-posing. the eagle was there. the standing and t-posing i don’t actually remember if true) after the party was done defeating a young red dragon. osfyr was On The Verge Of Death. he looked like an avenging angel. Jupiter was a hot woman in a gown at a fancy party and osfyr went I Am Looking Respectfully, and also krem was there being arm candy. yelkian? i’m pretty sure osfyr doesn’t remember the first time they met him. he was just Always There

27. ♥ Have they had dreams about their partner/the person they are courting?

Yelkian yes; everyone else no. Just because they’re a bi disaster and I think it’s funny if they didn’t realize what the dreams meant. “ah yes my Childhood Friend who I’m totally not in love with. should go see how he’s doing”

ok this is an announcement that Allie also goes by Remi now  and they’re interchangeable (full name Remalia)

17. ♥ What sort of characteristics or quirks draw them to someone?

Hm. I don’t know much yet about either her betrothed or her crush, but I feel like it’s slow carefulness and competence. She’s plenty confident, but she wants someone who can take care of her and be Good At It so she can swoon a little. Also someone her equal in strength/who could pick her up would be great but she’s not holding  out for that.

18. ♥ Do they have a ‘type’?

I honestly don’t know yet! I don’t know Rebekah’s cleric at all, and one of the conceits of this little situation is that Allie looked at them and went Eyes Emoji. Looks like I’m once again basing some character traits off rebekah’s choices.... watch out....  gays be synergizing

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6, 9, 24, 28, choose or roll but I’d love to hear at least one for Zize, Pointy, and/or Vinny!

6. If you were to pick one song – and only one song – to describe your character, what would it be and why?

Vinny– The Klezmatics, Gonna Get Through This World. She’s a chill person, yeah, but she’s a survivor too. Plus, she doesn’t have them on her, but I bet she can play most of the instruments in it. Or, alternately, invent a bagpipe part for it.

9. Does your character dream or are their nights filled with an empty blackness? Describe a dream they’ve had or a night they couldn’t sleep and what they did to preoccupy their time.

Osfyr has had many dreams about their god– Salendris– judging them and finding them unworthy. Salendris is a god of justice, and during Osfyr’s campaign, a set of powerful gods had sectioned off the country into their own domains. Upon crossing  into Salendris’s domain on their way to Osfyr’s home, the party all got judged by Salendris in individual visions. I’d talked with him before, but I was so so scared for that talk that I feel like there’s no way it doesn’t happen over and over again in Osfyr’s mind, at least for a few years after the events of the campaign. They’re a thief, after all, at heart, and despite the fact that in reality, Salendris decided the net total of their deeds swung towards justice, there’s room for any other possible outcome in their dreams.

Zize has a mind that races like a truck, so I like to imagine he’s a bit of an insomniac. I think it’s cute if she does Secret Midnight Tinkering until  she’s worn out, and then sleeps in really late, and then in the morning Cylthia finds a little flamethrower with six customizable flame colors outside of her door and hears Zize snoring from across the hall.

24. Does your character have any enemies? If so, who and why?

haha oh boy do they

I’m gonna talk about Osfyr here too, because I remembered a snippet I needed to go searching for in their backstory.

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Some dude named Laradric Vivanzin caught them trying to burgle his house, and blackmailed them out of all their money about it. So that sucks.

The real character to use for this is Pointy though. She’s made an enemy out of a 13 year old warlock, and she sucks about it. She’s definitely scheduled to get better ASAP, but, like, gah.  Ugh. I hate her sometimes.

28. Are they afraid of death? Do they have any regrets?

Cap is sort of scared of slowing down and being unable to do the things she wants to do. She’s the dwarf equivalent of human early 50s. To be honest, I don’t tend to think about this with my characters a lot, because it’s not something I super like to explore in game, given D&D is so much built around combat and violence. I feel like it either leads to characters who are: brave enough to feel disconnected from me in a weird way, cowards who never fight (not very fun to play!), or actively suicidal characters, who suck. (Not saying it can’t be done, but it’s dark and doesn’t tend to work well with either party or table dynamics.

Zize is the only character who I can say comfortably isn’t scared of  death. Why? Their best friend can cast wish, and his other best friend can cast raise dead, and their other other best friend can cast revivify. He’s died before. It’s fine. They’re LOADED with diamonds.

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one with pointy, one with zize, one for whoever you want for the summer prompt: 03, 21, 28?

(03) What is your OC’s favorite summer memory?

hmm...Ithink Pointy’s parents probably took her and Missy to the seaside when Missy was a  little baby. They weren’t well off enough to hire someone to look after the kids and pay the hands in their smithy to keep working while they were gone, so they took the kids. A 16 year old Pointy was left alone to babysit a 1 year old Missy while the parents watched from the shade, so she showed Missy (and herself) the wonders of the ocean. She got even pinker and Missy got a little purple in the sun, and it was really nice.

(21) What can your OC typically be found doing on a summer night?

I really, really want the MFU mansion to have a roof deck. I’m canonizing it now. There’s a roof deck and Zize likes to sleep up there when the mansion  gets too hot. Sometimes they’ll play cards and drink with Kiya up there if she’s been working late in her office and he can drag her away for a second.

(28) Does your OC ever partake in summer romances?

Osfyr does all the time, it’s practically their favorite sport. I need to go put “Summerboy” by Lady Gaga on their playlist.