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/ whines to get pets and scratches
Kaya was startled, her eyes shot open hearing whining right next to her ear. ❝You scared me,❞ she exhaled in relief recognizing the wolf looking at her. She sat up straight and leaned against the tree she had been laying underneath for the past half an hour or so. ❝Come here you big, adorable boy,❞ she patted her lap in hopes he'd put his head there as a grin curved her lips. His fur looked so soft she couldn't hold back and reached for his head to give him scratches. // @luposcainus
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I want to get to know you more, Shadowheart. BALDUR'S GATE 3 (2020) dev. Larian Studios
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Tol v. Smol
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Pose study turned Shadowheart
Prints: INPRNT
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THE MAGICIANS | 4.02 Lost, Found, F*cked
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Be careful when taking a bat from the street. You can never know its true identity
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#* general : ᴘʟᴏᴛꜱ#I NEED this in my life!#also idk if i'd be able to nail ascended astarion (that's what she said) (his personality i mean) but i could try 👀#* astarion : ᴍɪʀʀᴏʀ
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He was having trouble sleeping as of late, and the thunderstorm wasn't really helping. Aristeo decided to take a leak. As he was coming back he noticed some sounds coming from Nysa's room. He poked his head inside and saw her tossing and turning, beads of sweat glistened on her face whenever there was a flash of lightning.
He rushed over, bare feet taking quick, quiet steps across the wooden floor. ❝Hey, you good?❞ the man asked, worry clear in his tone, but he got no response. Reaching for her shoulder earned a jerk back from his hand. She was clearly having bad nightmares. ❝It's alright, I'm here, you're safe now,❞ his tone was soft and comforting as he decided to give a light touch on her shoulder another try. He wasn't going to leave her while she was suffering like this.
His hand rested on her skin and he gave her shoulder a soft, reassuring squeeze, but it didn't seem like it did anything. Well, he could think of another way to try to possibly calm her down. Carefully not to wake her, he slipped under her blanket, laid down facing Nysa and just as carefully put his arm around her waist pulling her closer against his bare chest. ❝Hush, hush, it's alright. I won't let anything bad happen to you.❞ His voice had gone to a whisper. ❝You're safe with me. Go back to sleep,❞ he continued as his fingers rubbed soft, soothing circles on her waist.
[SOOTHE] - for Aristeo to comfort Nysa while they’re having a nightmare, trying to keep Nysa asleep.
It's simply another night sleeping on her bedroll, the rolling thunderstorm perhaps a comfort and aid to sleep for some, the crackling of the fire another means of letting other sleep without too much worry.
Yet, the genasi has been tossing and turning for some time, curling in on herself like a frieightened child, teeth gritting as a hand cutches to her attire at her chest. Cerulean wild magic flickers beneath cracked scars, the worst and brightest illuminating from her chest. it's decently healed after some time, but if one took a closer inspection - it was once a gaping hole in her chest, a crater in amethyst skin.
There's comforting words a near fog, yet familiar in tone and voice, flinching away from the hand that nearly touches at her shoulder, brows furrowing on her features as teeth grit. There's even just the lightest glisten of damp trails on her features.
"no, no-"
@mccnrxse
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PROMPTS FOR THINGS FRIENDS SAY TO EACH OTHER * assorted dialogue for a multitude of friendly and platonic conversations and situations ranging from soft to dramatic, adjust as necessary
of course i love you. you're my best friend.
i really couldn't do this without you.
did you just call me your best friend?
that's what friends are for.
if you know me so well, what's my favorite color?
remember when they mistook us for siblings?
you're the only person i've ever trusted.
i know i can count on you for anything.
do you approve of them?
there's nothing i wouldn't do for you.
if something was wrong, i would tell you.
i can tell when you're lying.
okay, now tell me the truth this time.
i'm not leaving you behind.
i don't know what i'd do if i lost you.
let's not fight like that again.
i always knew you would accomplish amazing things.
that wasn't fair of me to say to you.
i'm sorry i upset you.
i know everything about you.
maybe we should go someplace fun.
will you be in my wedding?
we've been friends for years. you think i didn't know?
i figured you'd tell me when you were ready.
you called me your best friend.
if it matters that much to you, we'll do it.
i just want you to be happy above all else.
you deserve a whole lot better, you know.
i wish you could see yourself the way i see you.
you've always been there for me, no matter what.
i'd risk my life to save you.
we need a girls trip.
i know you better than you know yourself.
you don't think i can tell when you're lying?
you can't get anything past me.
as your best friend, i have to step in.
that's wrong, and you know it.
i love you, but not in that way.
we need to get out of here. just us.
you mean the world to me.
you deserve better than the way they treat you.
i think i have a right to express my honest opinion when it comes to my best friend.
the only way we survive this is if we work together.
you trust me, don't you?
we could sit for hours in silence, and i'd still love the time we spent together because it was with you.
i can tell you anything, and you won't judge me.
maybe we should take a trip together, just us.
i'm so happy for you and the life you've created.
you know me so well.
one day we'll end up in rocking chairs on a porch together, complaining about everything.
you're like a sister to me.
you're like a brother to me.
you're practically family at this point.
if you asked me to help you hide a body, i would.
no one messes with my best friend.
excuse me, but i'm your best friend. i think i have a right to know.
i've known you all my life.
i hate it when we fight.
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Hi everyone! Long time no see ❤️
Lately, I've been feeling more and more nostalgic about writing here and I started playing BG3 this weekend (doing a Shadowheart origin run), and I am coming back - slowly but surely. I really overwhelmed myself with BG3 content before I disappeared (I've been focusing on other aspects of my life since then).
Unfortunately, I will be dropping pretty much all threads for my own sanity. They are already archived on the thread tracker, and I will comb through the inbox and drafts that I have and will probably delete about 90% of them because I have 95 drafts and that number is giving me anxiety. However, I am NOT dropping plots. Whatever we have plotted before I am keeping it and clutching that with both hands. ❤️
Right now I'm redoing my carrd and I will add a test muse (OC). So far she has only a real-life fc, I'm waiting for the official mod support to make her in-game.
My IM is open for plotting new threads (or bringing back one or two of the old ones, I will comb through my drafts later this week).
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Still around, just busy with life. And also doing Astarion's origin run in my free time. It's nice. Really want to get back to writing again. Anyway, just wanted to hop on here before going to bed. You might see me around a bit more soon, hopefully.
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Finally! The golden dice ❤️
I'm still going to finish the honour mode I started with my friend, but life threw a curveball at him and we can barely find time to play once every two weeks. This one was with my husband, it was a cheese strategy because we either avoided fights or finished them in round 1 (or sometimes 2) just by walking, but still took time and a lot of effort.
Fyi, if you end up taking the crown for yourself and be the new Absolute, then you get no epilogue.
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It took him a lot not to scold her, but his eyes surely gave his anger away. The state she was in was far from 'not a bid deal'. But he wasn't angry at her, it was at whoever did this to her. Aristeo was ready to go find them and tear them in pieces, but he was sure they weren't among the living anymore, and overhearing Karlach and Eris only confirmed it.
His eyes scanned her, she clearly needed Shadowheart's assistance right away, but it looked like Eris was in a much worse condition. Normally her scars didn't pulse, they definitely shouldn't. Aristeo grabbed her by her shoulders so she wouldn't fall down face first and he sat down next to her.
❝Here, drink this,❞ he commanded in his low baritone voice as he gave her a health potion he always had on himself. ❝It won't do much, but it will help until Shadowheart is done with Eris.❞ Despite his blood boiling and the fear he felt for her life, he kept a calm appearance.
❝How are you feeling?❞ he asked gently cupping her face and turning it towards him.
“ who did this to you ? ” Aristeo + Nysa (he is seeing red)
" - Not a big deal. . ."
She's forced herself to sit down upon a log she's brought to their campfire mere days ago, crimson ichor still coating in heavy specks over her form. Her own crimson still flows out through various wounds, an ache and exhaustion to her that is seen in how she nearly falls forward, bracing herself back with how amethyst hands grip to the log.
Cerulean scars even seem to lightly pulse, as though near fading out before forcing their selves back to their dim glow, a repeating cycle that matches with heavy breaths.
"do we. . .potions, healin' magic. . .shit. . ."
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❝Well, they better be, because I would send them to burn in the Nine Hells if they weren't!❞ Karlach cupped the other thiefling's face and frantically assessed her injuries. ❝What the fuck happened?!❞ She couldn't help but cuss. It was supposed to be a quick run together with Nysa, but they came back barely standing. Her eyes scanned Eris, and that's when she noticed a wound that would have been easy to miss if there wasn't blood seeping through the clothing. ❝Shadowheart!!❞ she cried out right when Eris nearly collapsed. ❝No, no, no, there will be no resting, you will rest later, now you have to stay awake. Stay awake for me, alright?❞ she pleaded as she helped her to lay down so she could put pressure on her wound until Shadowheart could come.
“ who did this to you ? ” Karlach + Eris (!!!)
"It's fine - I'm fine, they're dead, promise. . . "
She's standing before the taller tiefling, a near sway to her stance as she feels familiar warmth from Karlach's hands on her cheeks. Crimson ichor stains and mingles with her own crimson skin, some of it her own, some of the freshly deceased she defeated on the way back to camp. To state she was unscathed was far from the truth - there's a deep wound in her side that continues to stain dark attire, brings a lightheadedness to her that has her nearly collapsing if she hadn't decided to fall into Karlach instead.
"I just. . .need to rest. . ."
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