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Come follow on my side blog if you wanna 👉👈

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I shitpost and reblog beautiful bg3 art 🖤 (I'll probably put my art there? 🤷‍♀️) and whatever else my little heart desires!

going back to that one scene as a little treat

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alone again

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friends often come in unlikely forms

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Thank you @love-pyramus and everyone who got me to 3000 reblogs!

🥺 thank you all so much, I never would have gotten here without the support 🖤

this platform is a gift you know, and I won't forget it.

cover up your eyes and make the world disappear

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take me as you please

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thriving in the darkness

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lovely

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cover up your eyes and make the world disappear

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I've got what you need

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it's time to start living again

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want some astarion fluff for breakfast? ☀️

Finding Comfort in Chaos:

Summary: Astarion has a tender morning ritual that helps him prepare for the day ahead

Word count: 322

Genre: fluff

Astarion x Ashe

Every morning, without fail, Astarion reached for the same worn blue mug perched on the kitchen counter. Its surface was chipped and faded, a testament to years of faithful service. Half way down an indent started to wear from where his thumbs rested so frequently, leaving the old cup a bit lopsided. Yet to Astarion, it was more than just a crooked vessel for his morning brew—it was a cherished companion, a silent witness to the start of each new day. The familiarity of the cup was welcomed as his life has proved quite chaotic, and when you live forever you needn't be wasteful. Ashe watched with a fond smile as Astarion filled the mug with steaming hot tea, the fragrant aroma filling the air, leaving a small layer of condensation on his face from breathing it in. She knew the significance of that simple ritual, the way it grounded him in the present and anchored him to the familiar."You never seem to tire of that old thing," Ashe remarked, her voice soft with a slight hint of humor. Astarion shrugged, taking a sip of his tea and savoring the familiar taste. "Call me a creature of habit," he replied with a toothy grin. "Or perhaps just sentimentality."

Ashe leaned against the counter, her gaze lingering on his profile as he cradled the mug in his hands. There was a quiet beauty in the way he savored each sip, as if every taste held a memory all its own."Whatever it is," Ashe said, reaching out to brush her fingers against his, "I'm glad you found something that brings you comfort."With a small smirk, Astarion turned to her, his red eyes soft and filled with admiration. "As long as I have you by my side," he said, "I will never lack comfort again my love."And with that simple declaration, they shared a quiet moment together, the mug soon forgotten on the counter; until tomorrow. 

Tag List: (tysm 🖤) @skittleabyss @herdarkestnightelegance

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WIP Tag Game

Rules: in a new post, show the last line you wrote (or drew) and tag as many people as there are words (or as many as you feel like).

tagged by: @iizven Thank you love! I'm honored 🖤

Here's a wip of a painting i'm doing ft. Astarion + Ashe

he just caught her feral ass after putting up quite the fight ;)

tagging (with no pressure of course) : @pursuitseternal , @avenananana, @nyx-knox <3

i'm new at this whole art thing pls don't roast me over the coals

WIP Tag Game

Rules: in a new post, show the last line you wrote (or drew) and tag as many people as there are words (or as many as you feel like).

tagged by: @spite-made-me Thank you so much! 🖤

I neither write nor draw (though I intend to at some point), but I'm still doing...well, something. Or at least I'm trying. 😂

I'm currently trying to make some props for decorating my screenshots. Something like this:

Mirror mirror...👀

Randomly tagging some people (no pressure!): @herdarkestnightelegance @littlelovelore

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laying those eyes on heavy

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🖤

At night you were my feast

Til morrow comes at least

I'll own your body and kill your mind

Forgetting the lives we've grieved

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tangled up in what could have been

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where im trying to put my nightly cup of tea

astarion's side table