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that man has the demeanor of a sopping wet paper bag and the sluttiest little waist i’ve ever laid eyes upon and you want me to what? be normal about it?
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WiP Whenever
it's not wednesday! whatever. it's just been a hot minute since I've posted any of my writing (vacation brain) so please have this snippet from the mostly finished durge x abdirak one-shot(?)
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There were no signs of an altar, no icons or offerings but the blood.
The blood stained the wall, the floor, it painted the alcove scarlet and unwholesome rust; an arched grotto that no doubt once held a statue.
Yes; she would place herself there, become the sacrifice and object of worship both. It seemed fitting. When your domain was pain, the very body became holy as it suffered. Nudity only seemed natural in these circumstances, like the most beautiful of statues. Her trousers and underthings joined the rest of her clothing, leaving her bare and cold like a monolith. No. Not like a monolith.
A block of marble waiting to be shaped.
Silver sparked at the edge of her vision; she turned her head to watch Abdirak lift a knife.
It was too thick to her eyes, too clumsy, and from the wrinkle of his lips and the lidding of his pale eyes, he felt the same. Two more knives, a box of silver hooks, and a metal-barbed whip were likewise discarded. He never even gave the heavier implements a glance. But she was thinking of the beautiful twisting lines of pierced skin on his own arm, visible still as dark red streaks on his skin.
Something finally drew her attention from admiring them.
The blade in his hand now was thin and vicious, a beautiful stiletto with a curved, jagged bone handle. Glinting in the light as he turned it, the knife’s razor edge rousing a pleased, but wary sensation within her. Tremulous, fragile emotion. Not generally what she felt when pain was on the offering– no bloodlust, no battle. No madness or malice.
“This is the one you want,” he said, a statement and not a question. Abdirak never looked at her, but she saw the faintest edge of a subtle smile. “I can hear your breaths, dear child."
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Zynatheri may be a gremlin, but Zyrenna is above such things.
More zyn fanart from Dissonance and Debauchery!
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His face…🫠
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The Heroes of Tomovos
Love this dnd campaign run by my brother! Looking forward to making an end of campaign companion piece.
Ohr- Half-orc drunken master monk and barbarian
Dee- Human path of the totem barbarian and cleric
Perry- High elf evocation wizard
Azza- Tiefling celestial warlock and swashbuckling rogue
And our constant and exasperated companion Nim, the artificer gnome who is consistently collateral damage 💔
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"I'll make a save here and try breaking up with Astarion, just to see the dialogue- I could see him get kinda nasty about it, but I honestly don't know what to expect so---"
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also ive started a collection of astarion 10 charisma moments
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i love when wyll is being a hater because it's literally only directed at astarion. he'll comfort an orphaned child and then in the same breath turn around and call astarion an annoying rat-eating white boy. it's like the b99 hula hoop scene; if astarion were to try and call him out on it nobody would ever believe him
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redraw of the recent cute moment hehe ❤️❄️
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have a merry christmas from papa withers
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I had way to much fun doing this. I’m doing more.
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@angstyastro recently pointed out that you can cast “speak with the dead” on Haarlep’s corpse and ask if Raphael was a top or bottom and Haarlep basically intones he was a lazy bottom

And I just think it’s so funny you can even ask that as one of your limited five talking corpse questions
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Gale’s Moving Castle
When a young elf named Astarion was cursed by a Vampire Lord, he decided to pay a visit to Gale—the most powerful wizard in Waterdeep, rumoured to be stealing hearts.
Original: Howl's Moving Castle (Studio Ghibli, 2004)
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About to take succor in one another bodies 🤭
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baldur’s gate 3 + the internet (4/?)
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