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I keep wavering in and out of being on here so with that being said if anyone wants to be in touch with me on the social medias outside of here, you can find me on bsky!

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I keep wavering in and out of being on here so with that being said if anyone wants to be in touch with me on the social medias outside of here, you can find me on bsky!

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connor’s love language is hovering over people

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reblog if you don’t mind shipping with an rp partner who doesn’t smut.

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sitting here thinking about how Connor is constantly hungers for living flesh, but because he is bound in his golden chains and given sensibilities, that hunger is repressed

how he's literally an apex predator, who yearns to consume the thing he loves if they get too close, and he has to wrestle with the notion that all of what he loves runs the risk of being devoured. I think of how he could never forgive himself if the chains fell off and he went on a rampage and hurt his loved one.

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Death God by vivillium.

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Other people's emotions are deep and complex and beautiful but mine are proof that there is rot at the core of my being

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Commission by Nighthair.

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@berthindeath continued from here

Perhaps the undead might have felt uneasy were this anyone else--were this someone that they hadn't had so many intimate exchanges with prior that spanned from the late hours of 11 at night until 4 in the morning. So many sleepless nights held in the past, carrying conversation with the one person who didn't need sleep, yet would linger by her bedside all the same as a macabre figure that would terrify others, yet for her--provide comfort.

He'd proudly call himself her monster if it meant that he could ward off all the others.

He was there for her during her worst, and also her best. And now, he was before her when she was bare, showing all not just physically and literally, but emotionally and mentally at once.

She's beautiful. That much is undeniable. From the gentle curves of her hips to the soft swell of her breasts, there's not a part of her that wasn't something that shouldn't be memorialized on the highest quality canvas with the best oils using the finest brush.

Death's all four arms wrap around her, but do not immediately touch her. Only the first set of arms do, while the secondary set hovers around her, right where her hips are. Out from underneath the robes of the undead, tendrils begin to slink forward and crawl at her ankle, lapping at the warmth of her flesh, eager for the sensation of touch.

In silence, he rests his head overtop hers, pulling her form in closer as the air around them is heavy, but not with discomfort. In the twilight of the night, when she's this close, he wonders what she smells like. How warm her flesh must feel, and how soft her hair must be.

He knows it's perfect, regardless.

"One of those nights, I take it?"

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Louise Glück, excerpt from “A Myth of Innocence,” in Averno

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ALRIGHT I’M BACK from the dead, works been a lot, but I’m here and I’m gonna chip away at some replies again. I missed being this aberration hello sorry school is hell.

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Some good news!

I'm still alive, I haven't gotten purged yet in my place of employment.

College semester is almost over--I only have one class after April 1st.

I'm starting to get the energy to reply to DM's on discord and tumblr. Again, sorry for the low activity on those fronts. My spoons have been really bad.

I will get back to threads on here! Sorry for the wait, and I'll be sure to DM folks who I owe replies to in order to see if they're still interested.

See u all on the flip side soon!

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A Warlock’s Regretful Pact by sabattons.

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// honestly though. do not trust people who do not rp with female muses. do not trust people who throw constant shade at female muses. do not trust people who degrade female muses. do not trust people who put female characters on a lower level just so that they can bring up a male character. 

       do not trust people who are shitty about female muses.

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"Can you believe that? They had the audacity to say you're disgusting." Astarion huffs and puffs, offended as if somebody had implied his mother is a chupa-cabra. "I mean, they're not wrong... but you're not even that bad." He shrugs. "Besides, ahem," clearing his throat, his voice drops several notes into a murmur, "only i get to call you that."

"..."

"Gee. Thanks."

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petition for gale of waterdeep to filibuster US congress