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havent quite managed to move on from this yet like. neil pls

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and i wouldn’t have him any other way

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God’s favorite princess<3

11.8 hours on procreate

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I am such a sucker for Astarion x Karlach due to multiple reasons and I am going to list a few here:

Their stories are extremely similar in terms of being forced into servitude and their bodily autonomy being fucked with, their bodies being used as objects (Karlach's body being turned into an Infernal weapon, Astarion's being turned into an Infernal ritual component and as bait for victims).

They both value freedom to an incredible degree (understandably) - Karlach seems to abandon herself in the moment while Astarion is immediately afraid this freedom will slip through his fingers.

Effeminate man with macho woman. Hot and cold. Posh and working-class. Black cat and golden retriever.

Even if they romance other people, there is an undeniable warmth between the two of them. They're going to be friends regardless.

Astarion's response when Karlach falls in battle "Karlach! You can't die - I won't let you die!" He sounds like he's WEEPING, Neil Newbon really delivers the "his heart is breaking and he's panicking" perfectly.

Her pet name for him is "leech".... just... fuckin' hell, Karlach. I love her.

They call each other "darling" unironically when romanced.

However, I definitely think Astarion can be very hurtful towards her, and his comments come from a place of vulnerability. There is SO much subtext to their relationship, and the devnotes really shows that. She offers a chance to take things slow, to remove sex from the early stages of the relationship, and he desperately wants that. He has no idea how to navigate this type of relationship, and he lashes out. I also love Karlach can push him right back ("Want to try that again without being a jackass?"/"Enough. You can't talk to me like that."). The fact he apologizes and admits he enjoys just talking with her. I dunno, like other people have said, it feels healing...

They also compliment each other's struggles since Astarion literally cannot touch her, so his usual seduction routine falls flat. Karlach is touch-starved but it's a rewarding alternative to take things slow, that she can feel a genuine connection. She's spent a decade in the Hells where genuine connections like friendships and romance are essentially a death sentence - you can never let your guard down - and now she finally can. Like, they both basically have to learn how to take things slow.

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FACUNDOS SAXUM (Pet Rock spell)

You know life is full of happy surprises when you grabbed the penguin plushie with Sylus two days after finishing this comic's script in last August.

(it's november on this shot just because this was my english sub acc)

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I'm so very normal about their hands

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Whenever people say Karlach and Astarion act too much like siblings to ship together I always think about how Karlach literally says she'd fuck Astarion if she could and how he basically says he wants to watch Karlach and Tav have sex.

Pfft siblings my butt.

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RE8 X BG3 🦇Karlach Dimitrescu & 🐴Astarion Heisenberg

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*Taps devnote Sign*

These lines occur when Origin Karlach meets Astarion in the woods in Act 1 for his first romance scene, and they figure out what to do since Astarion cannot physically touch Karlach.

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ashes to ashes, dust to dust

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It’s them.

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♱Blessed be the Daughters of Cain♱ commission info | ko-fi

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How would 141 react to their s/o getting pregnant?

Simon “Ghost” Riley, John “Soap” McTavish, Captain John Price, Kyle “Gaz” Garrick

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Word Count: 1.7k

Warnings: 18+ (minors DNI)

Mentions/discussions of… pregnancy, marriage, sex, loss/death.

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A/N: This just randomly came to me and I’m living for it. 

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Simon “Ghost” Riley

He’d be nervous, filled with more anxiety than missions often do. And if he’s honest with himself, he wouldn’t be happy about it, not at first. 

“Simon?” All he does is look up at you, his head still hung low while he sits on the sofa. “Are… you okay?”

Groaning, he drags a hand over his face, shaking his head. “I’m not okay with this.” 

And it truly breaks your heart to hear him say it. 

“I can’t… can’t provide for you. For it - them.” 

“Baby,” Sitting by his side, you place a gentle palm on his thigh. “That’s what you’re worried about?”

“You could lose me.” He states, looking over to stare into your eyes. “Any day, at any point. You know that, right?”

“I’ve always known that…” But you hate talking about it. “But even if I did… now, I’d always have a piece of you.”

And that softens him, softens him right to the core. 

“I…” Glancing down, your hand gravitates naturally to your lower belly. “I want this baby, Si.” 

Hearing the small crack in your voice tugs at his heartstrings. Honestly, he’s never considered having kids before, not in his entire life. The two of you have never talked about it and he’s never wanted to. His dad was fucked up, fucked him up, and he’s not sure he’d be able to do any better. 

“Darling I,” Choking on his words, he swallows thickly before continuing. “I don’t know if I’d be a good dad.” 

Grinning, you playfully poke his side, “That mean I’m not gonna be a single mom?”

He scoffs, turning his head away briefly. “Don’t know how you could even think that.” And now, he’s looking at your stomach, sighing. “I already worry so much about you.” 

“Why, baby?”

“Anyone finds out about me, and they’re gonna find you. I don’t want anyone finding you.” And you understand what he means. His military family has welcomed you with open arms, but they deal with enemies regularly. Enemies that kill for sport, some even more than Simon does. 

“This is a challenge, a big challenge.”

“I know, it is for me too, baby.” And when you point this out, his mindset changes. Here you are seeking comfort and security and he’s giving you anything but. 

“I don’t want you to think I’d ever leave.” He expresses wholeheartedly, reaching for your hand. And then he’s releasing a heavy breath, ready to make his decision on this. “What kind of a man would I be to let a little baby scare me away?” 

John “Soap” McTavish

Jesus, he’d be so over the moon. It’s adorable just how giddy he is when you finally tell him. And while you expected him to be happy, you didn’t think it’d be to this extent.

“Johnny,” You laugh, feeling his arms wrap around your upper thighs. 

He’s kneeling, grinning uncontrollably as he kisses your belly. Those big, azure eyes turned wide the moment you told him, and almost immediately, he fell to his knees. 

“Oh, you’re gonna be just beautiful.” He sighs, turning his head to rest his cheek against you. Nuzzling gently, he closes his eyes, mumbling, “Just beautiful…” 

“Hm…” Humming happily, you stroke his hair, grinning down at him. “You’re excited to be a daddy, baby?”

“M’eudail,” Releasing a gentle breath, he shakes his head. “You have no idea.” (My darling, my dear) 

You hadn’t discussed it beforehand, it was in no way planned. But when you got the positive result, there wasn’t a second of hesitancy within you. He would be and was the first to find out. You always knew Johnny would be the best daddy. 

“You’ve gotta stay here.” He then insists, looking up at you from his knees. 

Raising your brows, you repeat, “Here?” And he nods, a goofy smile on his pretty face. “In the base?!”

“Yeah! We’ve got the best medics, babe. It’ll be so good, I promise you. And I’ll be able to see you every day, make sure you’re cared for.” 

Right now, you’re in Johnny’s room, and while it’s comfortable for your nights together… you’re not exactly sure how it would do as a maternity room. And he sees you eyeing his space suspiciously, quick to pop up to his feet and hold your face.

“We wouldn’t stay here, we can get a bigger room. I’m sure Price’ll be fine with it, I’m sure of it.” 

“Johnny, it’ll be okay if we can’t stay together, baby. We can just see each other like we do now.” You remind him gently, smiling at the father of your baby. 

“No,” He insists, that full accent bubbling to the surface whenever his voice gets deep. “No way, no how. I’m stayin’ with you, with you and this baby.” And then, he’s grinning again and dropping back down to his knees. 

Holding your sides, he stares at your covered tummy. “A wee baby.” 

Captain John Price

At first, he tries to act dumb. He’ll claim you two were so careful, that you always tracked your cycle and took the necessary precautions. But it doesn’t take long for you to call him on his shit. 

“No, actually you’re right. Busting a load into me three times a week is definitely careful.”

“We haven’t had condoms, alright?” He shoots back, a grin playing on the edges of his lips. 

“John, we haven’t had them for more than a month!” You giggle, those chuckles erupting into full on laughter when he rolls his eyes again. 

Eyeing your stomach, he then glances up at you. “So, you’re really baking, huh?”

“What?” Another bout of laughter bubbles from your lips, quirking your eyebrow at his strange comment.

Striding over to you, he grins, placing his hands on your hips. “Got a little bun in the oven?”

“How are you so calm about this?” You wonder, genuinely perplexed by it. 

He shrugs, thumbs rubbing your clothed skin. “We’re a pretty solid team, aren’t we?”

“Well… yeah.” 

“Then who’s to say we should be worried about this? Hm?”

While you’re surprised at his casual tone, it also serves to remind you of who this man truly is. John is sturdy, his mental arena a firm foundation that’s made him the man he is today, and that’s also allowed your relationship to build. He’s taken on so much in his life that he sees this predicament as any other task. It’s a situation he’s gotten himself into, and one that he’ll have to figure out. And who better to figure it out with than the love of his life? 

“What do you think? Hm?” He asks, lifting a hand to cup your pretty face. “You wanna keep it?” 

“Yes, I really do.” Nodding slowly, you smile, feeling unsure but excited. “Do you?”

“I want to keep every part of you.” He chuckles, wrapping an arm around your lower back to pull you into him. “And this baby is part of us, isn’t it?” 

Internally, you feel warm from John’s love. It’s so easy to fall for him, how could it not be when he’s there to catch you? And he does so effortlessly, repeatedly, his genuine affection a soft blanket that you always cuddle into. 

“Yeah,” Nodding, you can’t help the smile that plumps your cheeks. 

Leaning in, John rests his forehead over your own, sighing. With both hands on your lower back, your own slide up along his chest until your arms are looping around his neck. The calm that surrounds the two of you is relaxing, reassuring, his sweet embrace everything you could need in this moment. 

“I’m here, honey.” He whispers to you softly, “And I can’t wait to meet our baby.” 

Kyle “Gaz” Garrick

The only reason he’s not overtly happy is because of his own insecurities. He feels so new in his field and wants to be able to support you, wants to do everything he can to be the man of your soon to be small family. 

“Aren’t you happy?” You ask, a hint of sadness in your voice.

“I am!” He clarifies, reaching for you. “I am, I really am.”

“Then… what is it?” 

“I just,” Chuckling, he shakes his head a single time. “I’m kicking myself for not doing this properly.”

“Properly?”

“Yeah,” He shrugs, “Getting down on one knee, making you mine before you have our baby.” 

“Kyle,” Grinning, you step closer to him. “I already am yours. We don’t need a wedding to start a family.” 

And while he knows you’re right, he can’t stop thinking about it, about how he’d propose and the wedding you’d plan. You don’t need a piece of paper to say you can be together, you don’t, but still, it holds meaning to him. 

After moving through the motions and letting the news settle in, he’d be more than ecstatic. He knows that the insecurities chattering away in the back of his head don’t have any real stance. Kyle has given you the world so far and he doesn’t plan to stop now. He’d take it upon himself to draw up a list, wanting you and the baby to have everything you need. There wouldn't be a single shopping trip where he wasn’t involved and getting extras of everything. He just wants to be prepared. But while he’s planning for your new baby, he’s also planning to take that step with you. 

It would be after you’ve given birth, holding your new baby girl. He didn’t want to overwhelm you during your pregnancy and thought the day your daughter came into the world would only make it that much more special. 

“Baby, what’re you…”

After she’s been fed, he’d swaddle her, placing her in the plastic crib the hospital offers. And that’s when he’d get down on one knee, sighing. 

“I know we don’t need it,” Reaching into his pocket, he pulls out the box, eyes returning to yours as he opens it. “But I want it. I want you to be my wife.”

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info dumping during the one night stand

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Typical of me to only post the semi nude version and totally neglect the "romance era" outfit.

// explicit

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Awwwww! In the epilogue, Jaheira will ask if you're planning on having children with Spawn Astarion....

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The Lady of the Lake by Teresa Ramos