When you really like Astarion and his relationship with your tav so you search him up on TikTok because oh I’m sure people have made good content of h-
This user has taken 25 points of psychic damage
This user has taken 25 points of psychic damage
This user has taken 25 points of psychic damage
This user has taken 25 points of psychic damage
This user has taken 25 points of psychic damage
The deeper I went into the “Astarion Girlies” (BROTHA EUGH) the more I wanted to dive bomb off a cliff
LIKE WDYM YOU THINK AA AND TAV ARE HEALTHY??? WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU THINK AA LOVES TAV??? AFTER NON ASCENDED ASTARION LITERALLY TELLS YOU HE ALMOST LOST HIMSELF?? AND WOULDVE IF YOU HADNT CONVINCED HIM NOT TO ASCEND?? The game tells you AA actively thinks you’re disrespecting yourself by being with him?? But it’s fine because maybe that’s what you want. You’re quite literally disregarding his ENTIRE story- you objectified him SO MUCH YOU TURNED YOURSELF INTO AN OBJECT.
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literally can't stop thinking about mafia!bernard and police informant!tim
it got too long for the tags
bear's in the mafia for whatever reason
and tim is part of a police team called idfk the bats
anyway bear's mafia is getting too big and they need sm1 on the inside. enter tim.
tim is a police legacy. his dad was a policeman and so was his father's father and on it goes
and he might've made it onto captain wayne's team but he's desperate to prove to the force that he's not a fuckin nepo baby
so he takes the job. enter bernard who only meets tim after he's been on the mission for a year now.
bear quickly takes a liking to this new recruit who's efficient and smart and has the tiniest waist he's ever seen.
and tim goes along with this liking cause hey information from the top will be more valuable right?
and they fall into this fuckbuddies relationship that quickly becomes way more. because like fuck bear looks at tim like he's worth smth
like he's more than what his parents have set out for him. like he's somebody. like he loves tim for tim. and not for what tim can do for him.
and fuck he loves bear and his smiles. the way his eyes crinkle and his gums show. he loves the way bear looks with a gun in his hands and he knows that's fucked up but the first time he saw bear with a gun in his hands and blood splattered across his face he had to actively stop himself from jumping bear in front of the mafia. and no matter how rough bear is when he's on the field he always caresses tim's cheeks with a softness tim didn't know was possible
and fuck his dick is massive and it's really not helping tim's feelings. and he knows he's compromised and fuck cpt. wayne probs knows too
but shit bear holds him like he's precious. bear looks at him like he loves him. bear twines their bodies together like he'll die if they part
bear whispers sweet nothings into his ears as they fall asleep and it'll break him when he has to give bear up but he's always been selfish
he'll keep this for as long as he can. (please lord let him have this.)
and on bear's end he really only becomes interested in this new recruit when he watches the boy deliver 10 backhanded compliments in a row
and nobody pick up on it. it takes 3 months before bear figures out that tim's a spy and still he keeps seeing him
bc it doesn't matter that tim'll be his downfall. it doesnt matter that tim doesnt really love him or care about him. that it's only a mission for tim bc tim is the best thing bear's life.
he is the sun to bear's moon. the first word on his lips when he wakes up and the last when he goes to sleep.
and he loves every version of tim -- when he's caustic and biting, when he's blissed out in bed covered in the marks bernard left, when he's laughing, when he's crying
every version on tim is a version he likes. and one of these days, his pretty bird is going to have to leave their nest but at least bear can hold tim until then
at least bear can press promises into his thighs. at least he can whisper his devotion into the crook of tim's neck. at least he can leave marks on tim -- lovebites on his neck, handprints on his thighs and hips -- a tapestry that says "i was here. and i loved him. i love him and i am here."
but until that day comes, bear will work on quitting smoking and turning his favorite safehouse into a home for them.
(please lord, just let him have this. just let him have tim.)
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ways my emotional support cat has emotionally supported me thus far:
-got the zoomies while I was crying and distracted me by being fucking goofy
-found a bottle of Lexapro that had rolled under my bed (after he knocked it off my nightstand, but he did find it)
-crawled up on my shoulders like a parrot, preventing me from getting any work done (benefit unclear), pic related
-whined like a little baby when I wouldn't let him bite my face (???)
-REFUSES to let me piss without supervision (the bathroom door doesn't close all the way sometimes and he just bonks into it until it opens)
-forces me to get out of bed and bothers me relentlessly when I don't (this one actually is really helpful)
-does this:
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Lmao don't wanna look at this anymore, concept for Shadow Au May if the fic ends up going down the betrayal ending with Syn forcefully impaling her with part of his Synergy crystal (cause rn lmao idk how it's gonna end)
Betrayal ending (Drabble)
She could feel the crystal embedded deep inside her chest cracking through the bone of her chest piece and ribs becoming intimately woven with her lung, shards of crystal clung and stuck and grew closing the wound it'd created and firmly attaching itself inside of her.
She could feel it growing.
The energy seeping through her veins.
Her eyes burned with the overwhelming surge of energy that overflowed out of her. Even the harsh rain couldn't soothe the burning sensation in her eyes under her skin crawling climbing claiming.
She could only look at him in cold hate even as his voice sang about how great it was now that they were connected that she could understand now why he wanted to share his power with her.
The rain lashed harder.
She could only lift her hands and ready her shadow blades for combat, she had really liked him, she really had. But his voice, once of a friend of comfort of even a lover, swirling in her head through her veins reduced to but a source of despair and hurt.
Unfortunately he had to go, she had to cut out this venom at the source even as the corruption seeped from her wound through her body and pooled into her thoughts twisting her conscious into something more sinister. At least this curse would allow her the power and the ability to cross a moral threshold she'd never wanted to be near.
How hard could it be after all? To kill another mewtwo?
Bad end.
The Drabble was unplanned but not like unwelcome, also the sketch cause I thought it looked okie and maybe even better than the final product face wise but hey go (the rage is in reference to how in my head Mays different possible corruption stats kind of fit the stages of grief so this is anger) also expressive angry fingers hard when u only have two and a thumb. You could see me struggle for eye shape too lmao
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