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I’ve been rewatching Schitts Creek and decided to do a BG3 version of this iconic scene 💀✌🏼
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“Love doesn’t discriminate between the Sinners and the Saints. It takes and it takes and it takes.”
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“Vampire help hotline, what can I do for you?” “I just… I miss garlic bread…”
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Luci’s lil legs can’t reach so he busts the wings out to kiss his deer man
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as much as i love the “dick is damian’s fav batman” narrative, the ‘justice league son of batman’ plotline offered unexplored potential for the sheer confusion that gotham must’ve gone through watching “batman” suddenly show up one day 3 inches shorter, bludhaven accent, trying to wrangle the feral little kid that was following him around fine a week ago
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Roo, about Alastor: I have found a perfect pawn for me to spread my evilness.
Lilith: You fucked up a perfectly good overlord is what you did. Look at him, he's got anxiety.
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Making someone feel seen, heard and understood is the loudest way to love them.
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Okay, okay, but imagine that some other new resident comes to the hotel and for whatever fucking reason he starts bickering with Lucifer, like either without realizing that is the king of hell or not believing it because this tiny guy? This tiny, minuscule, teeny, small as fuck, microscopic speck of a man being the real Lucifer? No fucking way. And Alastor gets fucking pissed. Offended even. That was supposed to be his dynamic with the king of hell! Only he should be able to annoy the fuck out of him! Only he should get the privilege of receiving Lucifer's angry glare! Of course, sooner or later, that resident is just gone, no trace from them anyway, but now Alastor realizes he still feels pissed off when Lucifer just talks to other people in general. When he starts laughing with the other residents or hugs someone he considers a friend. That feels unfair, like something is being taken away from him, but he has no fucking idea why and he is venting about it to Rosie, who is nodding along and trying to be understanding, but internally saying to herself this man is a fucking idiot, holy fuck. So she has to explain to him in the most simple terms possible, like to a little kid, that what he has is jelousy and he wants to be close to the king himself.
Alastor laughs at the notion. Poor Rosie, she is so consumed by her romantic ideas that she has entirely misread the entire situation. But the moment Lucifer is just casually nice to him, a small little thing like saying thank you when Alastor passed him the salt or passing his mug in the morning for him to use, he felt that thump on his chest and with a sinking realization he understands what that feeling is. And he fucking hates it.
Meanwhile Lucifer has no fucking idea. He is just glad that they aren't at each other's throat 24/7 because that shit was getting exhausting for him too.
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