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hi friends! i'm still on an indef. hiatus here. but, i have been very over at @karmasrage. would love to have you over there if you're not there already :)

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THE PHOENIX OF SUNRISE MOUNTAINS. it is where KARMA burns, flames begin to follow. oc bg3 party member. forged by tea (she/her) in 2023.

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find me @karmasrage

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find me @karmasrage

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find me @karmasrage

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find me @karmasrage

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find me @karmasrage

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find me @karmasrage

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hey guys. this seems pretty obvious, but i'm officially calling this blog low activity until further notice. i am going to be on karma a lot more as she's been my only really active muse as of late on all my blogs. hoping that the low activity will only last a few more weeks. lil explanation below :) much love your way, i'm going to still be here just not writing as actively.

i have had some serious mental health things to focus on, my marriage is at a challenging/hard stage, and money has not been fun. my stress has taken a serious stab at my physical health too. i've lost over 25 pounds in the past few months because of stress. i am actively taking care of all of these things: communicating/therapy with my partner to make us stronger, my husband is finally searching for a better job and handling his responsibilities, and i am making sure i'm handling my stress in a healthy way (getting enough sleep, eating enough, etc.).

i know i do not owe anyone an explanation, but y'all have been there with me the past 8 years on this blog and this is probably the most silent i've been in a minute. it's been a hard 14 months and i'm finally coming to that realization and handling it in a healthy manner.

once i feel like i'm in a better spot, i'll be back.

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hey friends! i feel as though i have said this many times on here, but i have been slow lately because of life. i have a new schedule and am making it a resolution of mine to do some more writing. so, i apologize if i come off distant or you've been waiting forever for replies. life just happened, and tumblr was the last of my priorities. i had to focus on myself. now, i am in a much better place. i am slowly regaining muse and i am getting things that have been owed forever done.

again, this is kinda an overall apology but explanation that life kinda came at me hard and i had to deal with it and put some things i love like writing aside. i hope you guys have an amazing day. i look forward to writing more with you all. :)

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@littletavpole said: “Stab the body and it heals, but injure the heart and the wound lasts a lifetime. - Tavara for Astarion

Astarion looked out the window from the Inn. This was a different side of Baldur’s Gate he’d never seen. It was his first sunrise in centuries he’s witnessed from the safety of the Inn. He was rampaging about the journey, the emotions, the fear, them, to Tavara. With her words, Astarion turns and smirks lightly.

"A stake through the heart would be preferred over the mere thought of losing you." It was a lie though, if he were to lose Tavara, no heart would be left to stake.

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Vanessa followed him out, smirking his way as she walked towards their new destination. "Ah, so you grew up around here?" She questioned, following with her next statement. "My dad is from England. You wouldn't be able to tell, though. From my accent, of course. I pride myself in being completely disconnected from... there."

"Er.. New York.. Queens to be more specific." He tells her with a small shrug of his shoulders, unsure if that was what she was even looking for with that question, moving to go and grab the door and open it, holding it open for her.

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Hermione leaned by him as he was curled up. She didn't think much of Draco. But, the young witch should know best that things aren't always what they seemed. Her, the brightest witch of her century. Also was the same girl who what some would call cruel for what she did to the bloody journalist. There were two actions that pulled at her conscience on what to do. The good one, in her eyes -- to walk away from the future Death Eater and leave him alone in the library. And the one she was about to.

Hermione continued to linger. "What happened, Draco? What.. What is happening?" Her tone was soft, quite the opposite of what it was before.

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Surprise. Surprise was an emotion that would result in pain if allowed to be shown. First dismissal from his father over being too weak. But now it was threatening to his and his mother's life. He had the Dark Lord taking up residence in his manor and rightful home, and yet it seemed only natural. A realization that he was on the wrong side, but he had no choice. Because, unlike Potter, his parents were still alive. And he was alive too, though running out of time. He was weakened and yet still had to move on even though he was sleep-deprived, hungry, and stressed. The man was curled up and so utterly alone that the familiar voice came to him. One such voice that he dared not speak about how beautiful it was, " Leave me alone." a mummer came.

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Evie could laugh, but instead she lets out a breathed snort. It was an awful alias, when she thought about it. How was she suppose to know? She was so desperate for family. To be accepted. All the red flags were colored with the rose colored glasses. After her mother passed, any sense of home and family she clung onto with claws. Like her nails that unfortunately were dug into Walter's back.

It was no surprise he was unfamiliar with the name. As it was meant to be; unfamiliar. She cleared her throat once given verbal confirmation to continue. "De Ville manor wasn't always it's name.. He has brown hair, blue eyes... He previously went by Count Dracula. Three brides, fake accent --- I figured that out with some research and learning how to add two plus two."

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“Walter De Ville?” Kol echoed, his expression so incredulous it was almost comical. “That has to be, without doubt, the worst choice in alias I’ve ever heard of. Of all the bloody things he could have chosen, did he have to go for the most cliche route possible?” The youngest Mikaelson brother complained, shaking as his head in disgust at the man’s lack of originality. “I’m afraid I’m unfamiliar with anyone going by that name though, darling. So either he’s not one of mine, or he’s changed his name in order to hide from his crimes.”

Kicking off the wall, he motioned for her to follow him as he headed deeper into the house. “Tell me, Evie Jackson, what does he look like, this…Walter fellow of yours?”

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@felledbymortals said: “I’ve only imagined seeing you again. That you’d come to my home. That I’d run into you on the street. That I’d look up, and you’d be there, and you’d be well . . . and I’d tell you that I love you.” - Ellis to Shadowheart

Shadowheart smirks softly, her hand on Ellis’ cheek. White hair reflected red against his complexion. His words made the cleric’s heart race in a way that was like none other. "This doesn’t have to be goodbye.. In fact, I refuse to let it be. I'm not someone in this life that you are going to lose." The journey he needed to take was important. It was important to him. So, it was important to her.

Shadowheart could never love like this. It was a love she wasn’t going to give up on. "I love you. More than I ever thought was possible. I will be with you on that journey. Maybe I will not in your physical presence for some time, but you have my support. And I will be there in your heart and head. I’ll write to you, so you know you’re not missing anything important."

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It’s a good sign? Hermione thought Ron and Harry would’ve thought differently when she impulsively turned Rita into a rat with zero regret when they were younger. Even with the shock, she still didn’t feel guilty about it. "I guess it’s a mix of both. I… I do what I think is best for them. Even if it makes them upset.." She answered honestly. "Don’t you have someone who you care about, someone who you’d do anything for even if it made them hate you?"

"I think worrying about a moral compass is a relatively good sign that you have one." Castor told the brunette. He didn't understand worrying about such matters, but clearly she did. "Acting first is not a moral compass issue, it's impulsivity. It doesn't affect morality. Are you actions always centered around your care or worry for others? If so, just proves I'm right." he shrugged. "Some of us are just born, wrong."

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@felledbymortals said: “You don't stop loving someone just because they hurt you. It would certainly make things easier if you did.” - Rigby to any of the bg3 peeps

Shadowheart use to believe hurt was necessary. This didn’t feel necessary. She chose Shar above everyone. All to find out that Shar had taken her life from her. Stripped her of everything she was and everything she meant to be. Shadowheart hated a goddess who once was her own.

"I should hate Shar more than anything. I will not to follow her but.." It was all she knew. It was her version of family. Her messed up version of family. Her entire life, what it could've been, stolen from her. "How am I suppose to live knowing it was all a lie? I wish to face mother superior and take everything from her like she took from me.. But what if I freeze? If I see them again?”