Hiya, I'm Bast. I'm 29 [He/They] and have kicking around the FTC for a decade or so.
My cast of trolls is constantly rotating and I alternate focus between muses regularly. Please take a look at my Read Me for disclaimers and rules!
I am semi-selective and do not plot ships without at least one thread first to establish chemistry. You are welcome to request a starter with a specific muse or plot threads with me. Tumblr DMs and askbox are always open.
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-> You descend into the cave carefully, using the walls as support to help with the slippery floor. You’re dumb but not stupid, and don’t want to slip and risk an injury.
-> You shine the light on everything, trying to get a full picture of the cave in your head as you walk, mapping it out. It’s very straightforward so far, and it doesn’t look particularly deep either. It occurs to you that it could’ve been a false lead, but you have to make sure.
-> As you reach the bottom of the descent, your light catches on a bundle of rocks. Except rocks aren’t bright orange and have pupils on them. Ah.
Here’s a list of the worst things that could happen while exploring a cave, in no particular order:
Cave ins
Floods
Getting injured, especially if you need to climb out
Finding creatures whose head is like 10 times your head
Bugs
-> With the perfect calm that characterizes you, you shine the light over the rest of the creature to try to gauge its size. At the same time, you take a careless step back directly onto a patch of wet moss that sits on the slope, lose your footing, and land directly on your ass.
“Shit!” You hiss. Fuck keeping the peace, that hurt.
-> You reach for the flashlight you dropped and shine it upwards, trying not to lose sight of the head. It’s much higher than you anticipated.
“Well, hello there.” You say, in the most polite voice you can produce. You have no idea how to stand up without losing sight of it.
>> The light sweeps over the beast, and there seems to be nothing but beast taking up the cavern floor. Thick moss covers jet-black scales, speaking to many sweeps spent lying here without moving.
>> Old weapons, reduced to little more than rust, jut from its thick hide, telling tale of many attempts to slay the creature. Even more weapons and scars are revealed as the beast rises slowly to its feet, stiff from sleep. The light catches on one strangely pristine weapon stuck through the beast's chest, oozing fresh blood with the motion of standing.
>> The beast lowers its head, giant muzzle pushed towards the troll, maintaining safe distance but close enough to sniff. It exhales over him, the air hot and acrid with the scent of smoke.
>> Then, as though it couldn't care less about the troll's presence beyond a passing curiosity, it moves to stride over him, one giant paw placed close enough to graze his arm. Loose stones crack as they are forced into the rock beneath by the tremendous weight of the beast. Deep red blood, blazing hot and toxic enough to sear flesh, continues to drip from the wound in its chest, dangerously close to the troll.
-> Your name is Soroen Cervus and of course you’re going in. This is like, your whole thing. No, really, you go into dark mysterious holes in search of treasure all the time. You almost lost your ear once.
-> You tell your Lusus to mount watch outside the cave, turn on your flashlight and in you go.
-> This cave isn’t much different to other caves you’ve gone into, to be honest. You got a tip from your network about the possibility of it hiding something interesting, and since you don’t really have anything better to do than work, you’re here now. What’s the worst that could happen?
(Reference sketch under the cut since I don’t have sprites yet)
>> The cave is damp, its slope allowing rainwater to flow in and pool in low spots- Leading to stagnant puddles and slick moss coating the floor and walls.
>> The light lands on something which, in the dark, might have looked like simply part of the cave floor.
>> It opens one brilliant orange eye as the beam of light lands on its face, pupil pinning to adapt from the darkness.
>> It gives a rough, pointed huff, and raises its head out of the light. A warning growl rumbles from the darkness.
>> You wonder if you came off as too cautious. Or, Levian just confirmed what you'd thought about him already: He's actually quite competent, and just likes presenting an overly chill vibe.
WW: cool, thanks.
WW: never actually been. water's too cold and rocky out here.
WW: im off from my other job weds-sat. so any of those nights work.
WW: where's amelia staying now? she doing alright?
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>> Your fins twitch and you punch him in the side, not hard enough to do any harm to him. Just to show your dissatisfaction with being called out.
\\Alright, Asshole. He's... I Don't Fucking Know. He Bugs The Shit Out Of Me, But I Also. Don't Hate Him? I Like Seeing Him And Having Him Around And Gaming With Him. We've Even Hit Up Clubs Together. He's Fun And Really Sweet.//
\\But He's Annoying As Hell And Gets On My Nerves.//
>> You leave out that you also think he's really attractive and that you two have kissed and had sex while vehemently denying there's more to how you feel about him. It feels like you're flushed and pitch at the same time, and you don't know what to do with your feelings.
>> You just snort as his fist hits your side- It's like punching a brick wall, you don't move at all.
"Yeah, that's like textbook pitch, dude. Congrats."
>> You give a broad shit-eating grin. To your understanding, it can be the feeling of wasted potential in a relationship that leads to feelings leaning pitch. You see someone who could be something, and it's frustrating when they don't see it themselves.
>> Different dynamics for different trolls, of course. But since you tend to see the best in others, you know that feeling well.
(TW for domestic abuse; verbal abuse, insults, some physical assault)
"Stay the hell away from my work, Joclyn. I'm not fucking my coworkers." Rotavh snarled as soon as he'd shut the hive door behind him.
"Yeah? And how the hell am I supposed to know that?" Joclyn snapped back, her voice shrill from their continued argument. "You spend all your time at work, you come hive and you don't even look at me! How many of those daytime calls you get are actually for your work?"
"All of them! I'm an on-call emergency surgeon! I don't just fuck around all day!"
Joclyn hugged herself, looking equal measures angry and like she were on the verge of tears. "You're not even listening to me! I saw how you were looking at him! You won't look at me, you won't talk to me or spend any time with me! I'm just a fucking ornament to you, and you're off with that ugly fuck- Whatever the hell you see in him, I guess you want someone closer to your caste, or-"
"That's not true! God, Joclyn, please." Rotavh stepped over, resting a hand on Joclyn's upper arm, but she whipped her head around to look pointedly away from him. Rotavh put his other hand on her shoulder, tilting his head in an effort to look her in the eye. "Look, yes, I've been busy with work, and I know you're upset about that. But I'm barely friends with Bellam. Hey- Look at me, please."
Joclyn made a miserable face and refused to look over. Rotavh took a deep breath, bubbles flowing through his mask. "Look, Joclyn, I'll take some more time to spend with you. Just please don't come to my work again. We agreed on this." Rotavh attempted to guide her chin with the side of his knuckle so that she would look at him. Joclyn suddenly shoved him back.
"That was before you cheated on me, you prick." She spat. "Fucking honeymooning asshole. I don't know why I bother with you, you're a narcissistic, lying sack of shit."
Joclyn made to storm back out of the room. "Too obsessed with your fucking image and your work to give a shit about your matesprit. Ex-matesprit."
"I swear, I didn't cheat on you! Joclyn- Hey!"
Joclyn slammed the door behind her. Rotavh bored his fingertips into his brow and followed her.
"Stop fucking following me, asshole!" Joclyn snarled behind her as Rotavh trailed her. Rotavh didn't respond, and Joclyn grabbed the nearest item- A large piece of pottery on a side table, an ancient artifact which Rotavh had retrieved from his hive when he first restored it- And chucked it at him. Rotavh put his arms up to deflect it, and the pottery smashed into pieces at his feet.
Joclyn continued storming out. Rotavh set his jaw, took another breath, and continued to follow her outside- In time to catch her climbing on his motorcycle, not even bothering with a helmet.
"Hey! At least stay safe out there? You can come back here if you need to." Rotavh called from the doorway, knowing full well she was likely about to go out drinking.
Joclyn revved the engine, drowning out his last few words. She flipped him off, and tore out of the driveway, roaring off down the dirt road towards the highway.
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>> Of course he waves off your second attempt to give him some credit. Eh, whatever. You're not thanking him a third time.
\\I've Been On Land More Than I'm In The Ocean Nowanights, And It Makes It Easier To Have People Over.//
>> As Nebale notices your blushing and leans down, you can't stop yourself from looking away. Damn stupid blushing making your damn stupid feelings obvious.
\\It's. It's Nothing. Just Thinking Of Someone. I Don't Even Know Why I'm Blushing. He's Just A Friend.//
>> "Sometimes with benefits" you almost say, but thankfully you stop yourself. A little more violet creeps into your cheeks and you hate it. You normally have a good pokerface, but you're down horrendous a sucker when it comes to romantic feelings.
>> There's no way Nebale's going to believe it's nothing, so you try to quickly change the subject.
\\How're You And Your Matesprit? Still Going Strong?//
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(TW for domestic abuse; verbal abuse, insults, some physical assault)
"Stay the hell away from my work, Joclyn. I'm not fucking my coworkers." Rotavh snarled as soon as he'd shut the hive door behind him.
"Yeah? And how the hell am I supposed to know that?" Joclyn snapped back, her voice shrill from their continued argument. "You spend all your time at work, you come hive and you don't even look at me! How many of those daytime calls you get are actually for your work?"
"All of them! I'm an on-call emergency surgeon! I don't just fuck around all day!"
Joclyn hugged herself, looking equal measures angry and like she were on the verge of tears. "You're not even listening to me! I saw how you were looking at him! You won't look at me, you won't talk to me or spend any time with me! I'm just a fucking ornament to you, and you're off with that ugly fuck- Whatever the hell you see in him, I guess you want someone closer to your caste, or-"
"That's not true! God, Joclyn, please." Rotavh stepped over, resting a hand on Joclyn's upper arm, but she whipped her head around to look pointedly away from him. Rotavh put his other hand on her shoulder, tilting his head in an effort to look her in the eye. "Look, yes, I've been busy with work, and I know you're upset about that. But I'm barely friends with Bellam. Hey- Look at me, please."
Joclyn made a miserable face and refused to look over. Rotavh took a deep breath, bubbles flowing through his mask. "Look, Joclyn, I'll take some more time to spend with you. Just please don't come to my work again. We agreed on this." Rotavh attempted to guide her chin with the side of his knuckle so that she would look at him. Joclyn suddenly shoved him back.
"That was before you cheated on me, you prick." She spat. "Fucking honeymooning asshole. I don't know why I bother with you, you're a narcissistic, lying sack of shit."
Joclyn made to storm back out of the room. "Too obsessed with your fucking image and your work to give a shit about your matesprit. Ex-matesprit."
"I swear, I didn't cheat on you! Joclyn- Hey!"
Joclyn slammed the door behind her. Rotavh bored his fingertips into his brow and followed her.
"Stop fucking following me, asshole!" Joclyn snarled behind her as Rotavh trailed her. Rotavh didn't respond, and Joclyn grabbed the nearest item- A large piece of pottery on a side table, an ancient artifact which Rotavh had retrieved from his hive when he first restored it- And chucked it at him. Rotavh put his arms up to deflect it, and the pottery smashed into pieces at his feet.
Joclyn continued storming out. Rotavh set his jaw, took another breath, and continued to follow her outside- In time to catch her climbing on his motorcycle, not even bothering with a helmet.
"Hey! At least stay safe out there? You can come back here if you need to." Rotavh called from the doorway, knowing full well she was likely about to go out drinking.
Joclyn revved the engine, drowning out his last few words. She flipped him off, and tore out of the driveway, roaring off down the dirt road towards the highway.
