#pinkninjas

thank you!! i'm relived it's over honestly! and i'm so proud of you for doing the final and for having a break today! you definitely deserve it oml and i hope the final went well!

oc asks!

what would they give their life for?

answered!

are they in a romantic relationship? with who? how did they meet?

nope! she almost had a threesome last session, involving a hot werewolf and another party member (on whom she has a minor cr*sh), but she and the party member realized that it would be weird, and also the werewolf was propositioned by another party member, who then scared the werewolf away. thanks.

what is their biggest fear? how would they react to having to face it?

abandonment! and she’s reacting poorly, thanks! she’s been dealing with it a long time now, but with her goddess not speaking to her? it’s gotten a lot worse. (even tho now she’s. kinda grateful that she was sent away from home, she did kind of interpret the whole “you’ll be happier roaming free” as like “We Don’t Want You.” and she really, really, really wants to be wanted.) (and now... all she has is the party? and during last night’s session, a party member said something that was like. literally the validation of being wanted and needed that she’s been searching for her whole life. so that’s a thing. that’s a comfort. but. uh. this is off topic).

1 - Answered!

23 ...to a clandestine forest ritual?

55. favorite fairy tale? 

Hm... Hard question...

I’ll go with Hansel and Gretel!

89. who would you put before everyone else?

Allura’s voice cracked on the last word as she looked down at the ruined painting in her hands. 

Kima walked up behind her, making sure to leave a few feet of distance between them. “I know Allie and I’m so sorry. I was just so angry, I wasn’t thinking straight…” 

“You can’t keep doing this Kima.” Her tone was harsh. 

Kima bristled, already frustrated and tired from the preparation for the impending battle against Vecna and his followers. “I don’t know what you want from me Allie. I’ve spent every waking hour doing everything you’ve asked of me; working my fingers to the bone so that we may have the slightest chance of surviving this. I’m sorry I got overwhelmed and threw my sword, but what else am I supposed to do in a time like this? We could lose everything in just a few days, or gods, hours maybe.” Kima ground out. 

Allura’s harsh expression fell and was replaced with the tired gaunt one that she had been wearing since she had returned with the new information about the ziggurat. She dropped the painting next to her and bent over to pull Kima into a hug. Kima stiffened momentarily, Allura’s reaction catching her off guard, before she brought her arms up and held her wife tightly. She could feel Allura shaking slightly in her grasp and it didn’t take long before she felt drops of what she could only assume were tears landing on the top of her head. 

“I’m sorry.” Came Allura’s voice, strained from crying. “The painting can be dealt with another time, or not at all. I shouldn’t have snapped at you. These last few days have just been…” 

“It’s okay Allie. I know.” 

“You know.” 

Kima pulled back and wiped a few tears from Allura’s cheek. “Come on, let’s go to bed. We won’t be able to make any more progress tonight anyway.