You wake with painful pressure all around you, pushing down on your body, making it hard to breathe. You panic, clawing to get away, and you realize you're surrounded by dirt. Buried. It doesn't make the fear any better, and you can't breathe.
The earth is hard to push through but you manage somehow, they buried you shallowly; in a hurry, perhaps? You draw in air into your lungs, body dirty and aching, eyes wide as you're staring up at the night sky. The moon is there, full and beautiful and all you can focus on.
All that really remains in your head.
Who are you? What is happening? Why are you so empty?
You try to stand, and just stumble and fall. Exhausted, weak. No knowledge of who you are and where you are. What you are, with this purple skin and the tail behind you. You somehow know how to use it, to steady your gait, but it's all this so strange.
You open your mouth to scream for help, but words are hard. They don't fit, you barely remember how, tasting it on your lips but the mouth unable to form them.
You're just so empty.
You slump against a tree, shivering, confused and alone. Only the moon for company. She's bright, comforting. The only good thing in this place... but there's music too, you realize. Someone's playing a violin.
You know what a violin is, but not your own name.
Your mouth opens again to call for help, and all you can do is cry out like a desperate creature, like a wounded animal pleading for mercy. At first it seems like they did not hear you, but then they come. People.
They brighten up the night in colorful clothing. Helping you up, wrapping you in blankets. Taking you with them to a colorful tent with colorful furniture, all so bright and vibrant that it seems unnatural. Neon, almost glaring. Dreamlike.
They feed you, clothe you, ask your name. You cannot reply, cannot thank them, but they do not judge. There's only kindness and love and family.
'Empty' is still all you can say, but you certainly do not feel that way anymore.
Drugs are Bad, Reality is Worse.
The dream starts nicely. You're happy, easy, just hanging around with friends. Then three of them disappear, torn away from the rest of you by giant hands and a laughing, terrible face of a huge man with facial tattoos, other features barely visible as if you only heard him described.
You're running after them, but the ground is now thick with blood, hot and sticking to everything. Your clothes, your weapons, your body. Then you realize it's your own blood, pouring endlessly from your chest in massive gushes, and you stumble, falling face down into the half-coagulated mess.
Somehow you're floating in that blood now, surrounded by crimson seeing nothing but red, red. Eyes suddenly appear around you, staring. Blinking. You look at your hand, and the snake tattooed there also had a red eye.
It also blinks at you.
That laughter is heard again, but this time it's your own. You can see a purple tiefling (and you know it's you), covered in dirt and hair nearly completely shorn; no tattoos, no panache. Just a dangerous smile. This other you reach out, your friends appearing between his fingers like the cards you carry.
The last thing you see is crushed bodies in purple hands and you scream, mouth filling with the surrounding blood.
[ Molly's always a little suspicious of new people outside of the carnie kind, but Caleb had vouched for the dark elf and Fjord did tell him about the second new guy. Caduceus. It doesn't mean he's not about to leave it be, though, and the evening after the welcome party he sidles in beside Essek to have a purple-to-purple talk. ]
Hello there. I'm Mollymauk, I'm sure they have told you that. Caleb's friend, was it?
[ He doesn't have a specific feeling about Xhorhas - it was where his Charm was from, but they had treated her badly. He was sometimes snapped at 'for looking Xhorhasian' which he rarely even bothered acknowledging - if people were hating on tieflings, it seemed like the Coast would be more sensible. Maybe it was his color.
They also ran into the spy in the catacombs, but that was as far as Molly has ever had connections with it. It was just another country, albeit full of non-humans. ]
A wizard as well, right?
[ Like that wasn't kind of obvious. He had that look of thinking too much on him behind the mask. ]
[ It's still very awkward between them, but Molly seems to at least brighten up a little bit when Fjord comes home. He eats, he does his calisthenics and he spends obnoxious amounts of time in the bathroom.
...he doesn't go out much, though, instead spending most of his time scrolling the network or doing readings for himself.
The first day he does go out to push his life back into gear, he naturally overindulges - because he's Molly. So when he comes home in the middle of the night he's shitfaced, stumbling drunkenly into the house and wobbling up the stairs - tail the only thing stopping him from falling. Once he reaches the bedroom he starts tossing clothes off haphazardly, taking another swig from the alcohol he had found (funny name, tequila), and then wobbles towards bed with one boot still on.
A slight stumble makes him change direction, and instead of flopping face first into his own bed, he flumps right on top of Fjord's. Spread out sideways over the half-orc, he mumbles something, fingers clumsily letting go of the bottle so that it falls to the floor. ]
[ Molly jokes with a bright, if slightly breathless laugh, a little overwhelmed but loving it at the same time. He sighs happily with two fingers pushed in him, and he's almost proud, rocking his hips a bit on those digits to open himself up even more.
His arms are clinging to Bull, breath hot and that lavender body quivering as he welcomes those fingers in, fucking himself on them slowly. One hand goes from horns to shoulder to dig in his claws as he leans in to bite at the warrior's throat hungrily. ]
Deeper.
[ The tiefling whines against the grey skin, a command and plea in one. ]
[ Molly's rushing down the stairs after waking up to the present next to her in the bed, and quickly homes in to where the half-orc is so she can thrown herself into his arms. Naked, because fuck clothes, she gets to try a female body! ]
[ Having found a good spot for the sparring meetings in an empty paddock at the stables (thank you, Eskel!), Molly makes plans with the people that had reached out to him to fight.
It felt really good to have a chance to fight again, to move his body and get his swords out for some of the people he was going to spar with. Others were hand-to-hand, something that definitely wasn't Molly's thing but could always be good to learn in case of a tavern brawl or two.
The tiefling is stretching as he waits, back in his male body and once again having had a day of slight shift in balance before it stuck. Now he was in his best form (as much as he could be after many months of only sex and brief workouts) and ready to take on his new opponent.
Wearing his boots, leggings and shirt, Molly has hung his coat and doublet on a pole and is in the middle of tying up his slightly longer hair in a small ponytail to get the curls fully out of his face when he sees his 'foe'. ]
[ After hearing about the new fur Fjord has scavenged (and all the other sweet words and flirting, of course), Molly hurries home, almost trips when he goes up the stairs and then enters the bedroom half-undressed before jumping into the bed face first.
It's not his best idea due to all the bruising he's been left with from sparring, and he can't quite help the little none-sexy whine that escapes him when he hits the matress... but damn if he doesn't love the feeling of a lying naked on a pelt. It's soft and sexy. ]
[ Molly gives one knock and then quickly slips into Caleb's room, face lighting up in a smile as he sees the redhead. He was surprised to be asked to come over as it had been a while since they hung out, and the tiefling is terribly curious. ]
Hello there, stranger. How are you doing?
[ He says with a slight purr just to be a menace, before he sashays over to kiss Caleb's cheek. Of course he then sits on the closest available surface - even if it's his desk. ]
[ Molly happily follows Fish's directions, curious to meet them again... and maybe have some fun together. In all honesty the tiefling is surprised that there's been a lot of sleeping around this month, but whatever.
It was all great.
...especially in the female body. She's quite fond of the orgasms.
Curiously, Molly knocks on Fish's home and drapes herself suggestively against the doorframe. ]
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OCTOBER 2020
🌙 TDM 002 (Non-Canon Fjord Meeting, Hypnos, Oran, Nyx)
NOVEMBER 2020
🌙 Halloween Party (Fjord)
🌙 Halloween Party (Vaati)
🌙 Halloween Party (Aphrodite)
🌙 Halloween Party (Oran)
🌙 Halloween Party (Even)
🌙 Joint Network Post (w/Fjord) (Guiying, Wanda, Peter, Nyx, Dave)
🌙 Event (Fjord)
Event Dreams
You wake with painful pressure all around you, pushing down on your body, making it hard to breathe. You panic, clawing to get away, and you realize you're surrounded by dirt. Buried. It doesn't make the fear any better, and you can't breathe.
The earth is hard to push through but you manage somehow, they buried you shallowly; in a hurry, perhaps? You draw in air into your lungs, body dirty and aching, eyes wide as you're staring up at the night sky. The moon is there, full and beautiful and all you can focus on.
All that really remains in your head.
Who are you? What is happening? Why are you so empty?
You try to stand, and just stumble and fall. Exhausted, weak. No knowledge of who you are and where you are. What you are, with this purple skin and the tail behind you. You somehow know how to use it, to steady your gait, but it's all this so strange.
You open your mouth to scream for help, but words are hard. They don't fit, you barely remember how, tasting it on your lips but the mouth unable to form them.
You're just so empty.
You slump against a tree, shivering, confused and alone. Only the moon for company. She's bright, comforting. The only good thing in this place... but there's music too, you realize. Someone's playing a violin.
You know what a violin is, but not your own name.
Your mouth opens again to call for help, and all you can do is cry out like a desperate creature, like a wounded animal pleading for mercy. At first it seems like they did not hear you, but then they come. People.
They brighten up the night in colorful clothing. Helping you up, wrapping you in blankets. Taking you with them to a colorful tent with colorful furniture, all so bright and vibrant that it seems unnatural. Neon, almost glaring. Dreamlike.
They feed you, clothe you, ask your name. You cannot reply, cannot thank them, but they do not judge. There's only kindness and love and family.
'Empty' is still all you can say, but you certainly do not feel that way anymore.
Drugs are Bad, Reality is Worse.
The dream starts nicely. You're happy, easy, just hanging around with friends. Then three of them disappear, torn away from the rest of you by giant hands and a laughing, terrible face of a huge man with facial tattoos, other features barely visible as if you only heard him described.
You're running after them, but the ground is now thick with blood, hot and sticking to everything. Your clothes, your weapons, your body. Then you realize it's your own blood, pouring endlessly from your chest in massive gushes, and you stumble, falling face down into the half-coagulated mess.
Somehow you're floating in that blood now, surrounded by crimson seeing nothing but red, red. Eyes suddenly appear around you, staring. Blinking. You look at your hand, and the snake tattooed there also had a red eye.
It also blinks at you.
That laughter is heard again, but this time it's your own. You can see a purple tiefling (and you know it's you), covered in dirt and hair nearly completely shorn; no tattoos, no panache. Just a dangerous smile. This other you reach out, your friends appearing between his fingers like the cards you carry.
The last thing you see is crushed bodies in purple hands and you scream, mouth filling with the surrounding blood.
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🌙 Fjord's Canon Update (Fjord)
DECEMBER 2020
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🌙 Caleb Arrives (Caleb, Fjord)
🌙 Sliding Into Your DMs (Fjord)
🌙 Too Many Eyes (Jon)
🌙 Pick A Card (Keith)
🌙 Blizzard Part 1 (Caleb) | Part 2 (Fjord, Caleb)
🌙 The Talk (Fjord)
🌙 Beau on the Network (Beau)
JANUARY 2021
For Essek
Hello there. I'm Mollymauk, I'm sure they have told you that. Caleb's friend, was it?
[ He doesn't have a specific feeling about Xhorhas - it was where his Charm was from, but they had treated her badly. He was sometimes snapped at 'for looking Xhorhasian' which he rarely even bothered acknowledging - if people were hating on tieflings, it seemed like the Coast would be more sensible. Maybe it was his color.
They also ran into the spy in the catacombs, but that was as far as Molly has ever had connections with it. It was just another country, albeit full of non-humans. ]
A wizard as well, right?
[ Like that wasn't kind of obvious. He had that look of thinking too much on him behind the mask. ]
So... how did you know Caleb, again?
20 years late I'm so sorry
same lol
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🌙 New Year's Masquerade (Peter)
🌙 New Year's Masquerade (Beau)
🌙 New Year's Masquerade (Iron Bull)
🌙 New Year's Masquerade (Fjord)
🌙 Ass Ratings (Aphrodite, Hilda, Lottie)
🌙 Lovers (Fjord)
🌙 Date Night (Fjord)
🌙 Inbox Ouchies (Fjord)
FEBRUARY 2021
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🌙 Kink Expertise (Even)
🌙 Teasing Anonymous (Anonymous/Jon)
🌙 Event Marriage (Caleb)
🌙 Worst Siblings (Beau)
🌙 Tattoos/The Fight (Fjord)
- After the Fight (Caleb)
- After the Fight (Caduceus)
🌙 Texting your Ex(?) (Fjord)
🌙 Making
OutUp (Fjord)🌙 Faux Wedding
When your roommate is a lush (For Fjord)
...he doesn't go out much, though, instead spending most of his time scrolling the network or doing readings for himself.
The first day he does go out to push his life back into gear, he naturally overindulges - because he's Molly. So when he comes home in the middle of the night he's shitfaced, stumbling drunkenly into the house and wobbling up the stairs - tail the only thing stopping him from falling. Once he reaches the bedroom he starts tossing clothes off haphazardly, taking another swig from the alcohol he had found (funny name, tequila), and then wobbles towards bed with one boot still on.
A slight stumble makes him change direction, and instead of flopping face first into his own bed, he flumps right on top of Fjord's. Spread out sideways over the half-orc, he mumbles something, fingers clumsily letting go of the bottle so that it falls to the floor. ]
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MARCH 2021
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🌙 Welcome HERE Veth (Veth)
🌙 Welcome HERE Veth (Jon)
🌙 Phone Sex (Vax)
🌙 Mysterious Person (Fjord)
🌙 Network Post (Hawke, Fjord, Bull, Beau, Peter, Chung, Ashe, Wynonna, Eskel)
🌙 Secret Plans (Aphrodite)
🌙 Foursome (Fjord, Vax, Aphrodite)
🌙 Lingerie (Caleb)
🌙 Lingerie (Essek)
🌙 Obedience Curse (Fjord)
🌙 Flying Lessons (Fjord)
🌙 Potions (Oran)
🌙 Soft Boys (Fjord, Caleb)
🌙 Writing?? (Fjord)
🌙 Reading is Homophobic (Beyond)
🌙 Tatas for Ditey (Aphrodite)
Iron Bull
I do feel good!
[ Molly jokes with a bright, if slightly breathless laugh, a little overwhelmed but loving it at the same time. He sighs happily with two fingers pushed in him, and he's almost proud, rocking his hips a bit on those digits to open himself up even more.
His arms are clinging to Bull, breath hot and that lavender body quivering as he welcomes those fingers in, fucking himself on them slowly. One hand goes from horns to shoulder to dig in his claws as he leans in to bite at the warrior's throat hungrily. ]
Deeper.
[ The tiefling whines against the grey skin, a command and plea in one. ]
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hnk thought i'd tagged this
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Potions & Pussy
You got this for me~?
[ She purrs, happily stealing a kiss. ]
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APRIL 2021
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🌙 Aye Aye Captain (Fjord)
Fight Club (D&D Version)
It felt really good to have a chance to fight again, to move his body and get his swords out for some of the people he was going to spar with. Others were hand-to-hand, something that definitely wasn't Molly's thing but could always be good to learn in case of a tavern brawl or two.
The tiefling is stretching as he waits, back in his male body and once again having had a day of slight shift in balance before it stuck. Now he was in his best form (as much as he could be after many months of only sex and brief workouts) and ready to take on his new opponent.
Wearing his boots, leggings and shirt, Molly has hung his coat and doublet on a pole and is in the middle of tying up his slightly longer hair in a small ponytail to get the curls fully out of his face when he sees his 'foe'. ]
Welcome!
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Comfort
It's not his best idea due to all the bruising he's been left with from sparring, and he can't quite help the little none-sexy whine that escapes him when he hits the matress... but damn if he doesn't love the feeling of a lying naked on a pelt. It's soft and sexy. ]
Oh, love... this is perfect.
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MAY 2021
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🌙 My Boyfriend the God Slut (Fjord)
🌙 Sexscape on the Fritz (Toplevel, Lloyd, Chung, Bull, Krem, Peter, Laurent, Constance, Aphrodite, Cecil, Senku)
🌙 Sexscape on the Fritz (Eskel)
🌙 Sexscape on the Fritz (Gilmore)
🌙 Sexscape on the Fritz (Aphrodite)
🌙 Sexscape on the Fritz (Caleb)
🌙 Sexscape on the Fritz (Vex)
🌙 Sexscape on the Fritz (Essek)
🌙 Sexscape on the Fritz (Fjord)
🌙 Sexscape on the Fritz (Jon)
🌙 Sexscape on the Fritz (Peter)
🌙 Sexscape on the Fritz (Percy)
🌙 Sexscape on the Fritz (Krem)
🌙 Sexscape on the Fritz (Bull)
🌙 Sexscape on the Fritz + Arcade Fun (Jester)
🌙 Hot Tubbing (Jester)
🌙 Marriage Advice (Veth)
🌙 Desk Talks (Essek)
JUNE 2021
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🌙 BAGMAN (Fjord, Jester, Caleb, Shaun)
🌙 Hookah (Shaun)
🌙 Tattoo Parlor (Akira)
+ add truth or dare
🌙 Seaweed Ring (Fjord)
For Krem
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a grapejuice refill, pls :')
pours out the sap 4 u
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JULY
Sexy Drugs
Hello there, stranger. How are you doing?
[ He says with a slight purr just to be a menace, before he sashays over to kiss Caleb's cheek. Of course he then sits on the closest available surface - even if it's his desk. ]
You wanted to ask me something?
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i.
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SORRY moving is a bitch
lol and then I got ill
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AUGUST 2021
For Fish
It was all great.
...especially in the female body. She's quite fond of the orgasms.
Curiously, Molly knocks on Fish's home and drapes herself suggestively against the doorframe. ]
Fish?
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SEPTEMBER 2021
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🌙 EVENT (Fjord)
🌙 EVENT (V9 Gathering) (Fjord, Pike, TBA)