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work has been a lot lately and almost everyone i know is an aries and has april bdays ig. i have not ghosted, just need a sec to settle back in.

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BALDURS GATE 3 PARTY BANTER PROMPTS LIST.

all of the following prompts are taken from party banter between the companions in larian studios' baldurs gate 3 (2023). there should be no spoilers! also, a disproportionate amount of these are from astarion and karlach. i'm not sorry.

I am enjoying our walks together, aren't you, [ name ]?

You'll be as depraved as the rest of us in no time.

Friend of yours?

Were you always so sneaky?

If there's hope for me there's hope for anyone.

How are we not there yet? My feet are killing me.

This is what I get for trying to strike up conversation.

We're not going to have trouble, are we?

If we continue this way, we may get too close for comfort.

Don't get too comfortable. We shouldn't overstay our welcome in such a place.

Do you have pet names for each other yet?

[ name ]! Was that a joke?

You know what - that is not the easiest of questions for me to answer.

Given your own nature, are you really the one to judge?

You can read?!

I'm surprised - I expected you to turn your back once you got what you wanted.

I wouldn't know a flirtation if you whacked me alongside the head with it.

Why stay somewhere safe and comfortable when we could be in mortal peril?

Can't say I love what they've done with the place.

I'm learning to enjoy the taste of chaos. Count me in.

At least you didn't tell me to 'be myself'.

You have so much to learn. Repeat after me: honey muffin, sweetie pie, sugarplum.

Nice to be in a crowd of normal people for once.

So [ name ], how is your sad, hopeless pining going?

You seemed a million miles away just then.

I fear I've been rather hasty to judge you, [ name ].

Ready to enter the belly of the beast?

Step one of starting a conversation: think before you speak.

I hear your relationship has taken on a new aspect recently…

All right, just keep it down. We're conspicuous enough without your hyena call.

Not one for roughing it, I see.

Why not have a little fun?

You're right, of course. Forgive me.

My money's on you, [ name ].

The echoes - listen! They're coming from three directions!

Want me to carry you?

Feeling at home?

Treat them right, or you'll have me to answer to.

Oh, darling, would you?

No doubt they found me too intimidating.

A girl could get used to this.

Now I don't know what to believe.

Well - yes, it was a joke.

I know that, too. It just wasn't funny.

And here I thought I rubbed you the wrong way.

Man, it's good to be home. First round on who?

Oh, I wouldn't actually leave. After all, where would you be without me?

You've quite the knack for finding the bright side of things, haven't you?

Well what would impress you, then?

Let's just stop this conversation right here, shall we?

Must've been an awful day for the people who lived here

You've clearly thought this through a great deal. I'm impressed and appalled in equal measure.

Sure, but think of the stories you'll be able to tell.

I never was scared of the shadows.

I know you're not really as heartless as all that.

I judged you wrongly. I'm sorry.

Are you charging for this sage advice, or is sticking your nose into my business just a hobby?

Pragmatism, thy name is [ name ].

That's ironic, coming from you.

We're either very clever or very lucky.

You do not need luck to survive, [ name ]. Not when you have me.

That will make getting word to my mother rather tricky.

Stop gawking at the decor. This place is dangerous.

I can't tell if you're joking.

So, what's it like caring for someone other than yourself, [ name ]?

You think I'm beautiful?

I feel it too. Here if you need a pick-me-up.

Yet another thing we have in common. We're two peas in a pod.

Is it so unbelievable that they would simply like me?

Use your words.

You gonna catch me if I eat a brick?

[ name ], I've heard you talking in your sleep.

Let's never speak of this again.

You can take a day off once in a while, [ name ]

Hey! Something bit me.

Cheer up. It might be all downhill from here.

I love a nice secret hideaway, don't you?

Think the bar is open?

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@audaciiae continued w/(michael)

It   was   far   too   easy   to   vex   Michael,   much   to   his   pleasure.   He   knew   he   could   never   hope   for   Michael   to   be   anything   akin   to   afraid,   so   only   a   fool   would   make   that   his   goal.   Beelzebub   was   truly   only   the   messenger   in   this   situation,   perhaps   as   the   divine   one   had   already   gathered.   "I   know   Lucifer   will   be   flattered   to   hear   you   inquired   but   no,   I'm   sure   the   Morningstar   is   far   too   busy   to   entertain   as   amusing   a   conversation   as   this."   His   crooked   grin   comes   easy   and   his   amusement   is   pure.   "No   one's   come   to   threaten   you   Michael,   not   today   anyway.   So   don't   get   your   feathers   all   ruffled   up. "

His   mood   immediately   shifts   and   sours   when   the   archangel   begins   to   push   the   wrong   buttons.   They   were   rightfully   cast   down?   It   was   deserved?   "Don't   presume   to   preach   to   me   about   the   Almighty   when   I   was   charged   with   guiding   souls   beyond   the   veil.   I've   seen   what   forgiveness   looks   like.   Just   as   you   know   very   well   there   was   a   favored   child   before   you   and   there   will   be   one   after   you.   Your   Lord   is   fickle   and   their   good   graces,   fleeting.   How   long   before   they   grow   bored   of   obedience   once   more?   Why   else   would   humanity   have   been   given   free   will?   I'd   be   shocked   if   you   haven't   asked   yourself   the   same   questions   by   now."

The   accursed   one   is   more   than   willing   to   be   a   messenger,   a   distraction,   or   any   role   he   needs   to   play   in   order   to   achieve   Hell's   goals   for   Pride   was   not   his   sin.   "I'm   pleased   you   brought   that   up.   We'd   like   to   suggest   some   boundaries.   You   and   your   kin   stay   out   of   Amsterdam,   New Orleans,  and   Las Vegas.   Likewise,   we'll   steer   clear   of   Paris,   Vatican   City,   and   Jerusalem."

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Lately, when my demons drag the night across my eyes I tremble as I wait perhaps to sin Yield unto temptation and be ruler of the world And all I do is let the beast come in Have I fallen too far to rise? I've been standing too long in the fire

𝖒𝖚𝖑𝖙𝖎𝖒𝖚𝖘𝖊 𝖇𝖑𝖔𝖌 𝖋𝖙. 𝖉𝖊𝖒𝖔𝖓𝖘, 𝖕𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖈𝖍𝖊𝖗𝖘, 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖘𝖆𝖙𝖆𝖓𝖎𝖈 𝖕𝖔𝖕𝖊𝖘

by 𝒿𝒶𝓂𝑒𝓈𝑜𝓃⛧

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Gothic architecture

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⛧𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐆 𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐆𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐈𝐍𝐕𝐎𝐋𝐕𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐁𝐔𝐓 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐋𝐈𝐌𝐈𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐓𝐎: 𝐒𝐄𝐗𝐔𝐀𝐋 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐒, 𝐑𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐆𝐈𝐎𝐍, 𝐂𝐇𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐀𝐍𝐈𝐓𝐘, 𝐒𝐀𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐈𝐒𝐌, 𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐃/𝐆𝐎𝐑𝐄, 𝐇𝐎𝐑𝐑𝐎𝐑, 𝐕𝐈𝐎𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄, 𝐀𝐋𝐂𝐎𝐇𝐎𝐋, 𝐃𝐑𝐔𝐆𝐒, 𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐇, 𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐈𝐁𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐌, 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐄. 𝐈𝐅 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐍𝐄𝐄𝐃 𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐆𝐄𝐃 𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐄 𝐋𝐄𝐓 𝐌𝐄 𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐖.⛧

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𝐚 𝐒𝐓𝐔𝐃𝐘 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨: 𝐒𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐍 𝐏𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐒 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐒𝐀𝐓𝐀𝐍, 𝐀𝐍 𝐔𝐍𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐊𝐄𝐍 𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐒𝐀𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐈𝐂 𝐏𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐒, 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐃𝐈𝐆𝐀𝐋 𝐒𝐎𝐍 𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐍𝐒, 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐏𝐏𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐒𝐀𝐓𝐀𝐍, 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐒𝐄𝐒 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐆, 𝐏𝐎𝐎𝐑 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆, 𝐃𝐔𝐓𝐘 𝐈𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐇 𝐎𝐅 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄, 𝐒𝐀𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐈𝐂 𝐏𝐀𝐍𝐈𝐂, 𝐃𝐄𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐈𝐂 𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐒𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍, 𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐔𝐀𝐋 𝐒𝐀𝐂𝐑𝐈𝐅𝐈𝐂𝐄, 𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐈𝐁𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐌

CARRD. AESTH (Papa). AESTH (Bub). MEMES. INSP.

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These   words   were   such   a   relief   to   hear   fall   from   his   painted   lips   ,   if   she   were   to   defy   the   clergy   and   the   elders   there   would   be   no   doubt   she   could   have   been   easily   replaced   and   rather   quickly   by   another   sister   .   One   that   would   no   doubt   obey   the   rules   set   out   before   her   with   a   stricter   guidance   .   Sister   ,   however   was   not   going   to   give   him   any   names   to   that   effect   .   True   ,   she   wanted   to   see   the   old   teachings   of   the   church   implode   on   itself   ,   but   not   this   way   .   Not   during   this   time   as   he   was   getting   ready   to   be   made   into   Papa   .   This   was   a   delicate   time   for   everyone   that   was   involved   .   So,   instead   the   blonde   moved   her   tongue   to   wet   her   lips   and   just   cleared   her   throat   as   a   no   response   to   his   questioning   of   her   .  

 Being   this   close   in   proximity   to   him   was   intoxicating   and   she’d   felt   like   she   was   trapped   in   the   sea   that   was   him   and   didn’t   require   a   life   preserver   .   Sister   wanted   to   drown   in   everything   that   had   made   him   ,   to   not   gasp   for   a   single   breath   when   breaking   to   the   surface   .   Hoping   that   she   never   did   .   As   they   kept   walking   she   adjusted   her   knee   high   skirt   and   pushed   it   down   .   There   was   a   lingering   hint   of   modesty   to   her   clothing   she   would   wear   for   work   .   As   if   she   needed   to   be   more   conservative   to   be   taken   seriously   ,   because   it   sure   wasn’t   the   way   she   flowed   when   they   were   together   and   alone   .   Feeling   his   touch   come   to   reside   on   her   side   ,   as   her   shoulders   had   eased   completely   .   This   problem   with   the   church   was   going   to   be   handled   by   him   ,   so   she   need   not   worry   about   it   any   longer   . 

  “   I   am   glad   to   hear   you   say   that   .   “   She’d   stated   to   him   about   her   and   him   being   on   equal   grounds   completely   .   Sometimes   she   did   have   the   thought   that   were   they   in   a   different   situation   they   would   be   married   and   he   would   just   play   music   and   somehow   they   could   make   a   good   life   with   each   other   just   because   of   that   .   However   ,   that   dream   would   never   come   to   be   realized   and   it   often   saddened   her   in   private   .   Though   this   wasn’t   the   time   for   such   foolish   thoughts   ,   they   needed   to   get   the   car   .   Turning   her   head   as   they   were   walking   ,   she   planted   a   kiss   on   his   upper   arm   .   Finally   they   would   approach   the   car   as   she   took   the   keys   out   and   went   to   the   driver’s   side   to   unlock   the   car   .   The   inside   of   it   was   so   clean   you   could   eat   off   the   fabric   .   It   was   how   she   liked   things   to   be   .   Nice   and   orderly   .   Glancing   across   at   him   before   getting   into   the   car   .   “   I   love   you   .   “   Saying   to   him   .  

He could see the relief begin to wash over her in waves, that was good. As he said before, she often concerned herself with too much. The opinion of the elders could be swayed, though her lack of names or cooperation in that regard hadn’t provided much to go off. With his lips pressing into a firm line for a moment, he expresses his displeasure without needing to voice it. Emeritus had planned to make the discussion discreet but circumstances now forced him to get his point across on a grander scale. Sister and he were an item, inseparable. They didn’t need anyone’s approval. More than that, she was his constant and managed to put the world into focus for him. He needed her more than she needed him and thus much was owed to her on his behalf. All of this was apparent to him now that she had taken scoldings that should have been directed to his own ears. He would need to start learning to do things differently for her, and maybe a little for the church. Mostly for her.

Were he to admit it, this wasn’t remotely close to what he’d imagined would happen after that fateful night. Yet, here he was...selling his soul for love and control of the church. There were worse things, surely. One of those things would be the mess that ensued if he wasn’t radiating charisma the moment he pushed open the doors to the nave of the church. Thank Satan below, she’d woken him with coffee this morning. He sighs contently with a grin before he leans across the seat to press a chaste kiss to her cheek, careful not to leave any of his paint.   “ I love you, too. I’d be lost without you. Love me, always. ”

He sat back to fasten his safety belt, getting comfortable before letting his gaze fall back onto her while they drove. His heart beat a fraction faster just from admiring how beautiful she was. Once they arrived he wouldn’t be able to give her the attention he typically lavished on her, much to his own misfortune. However, if she could manage it on a regular basis, then so could he. His will was strong when applied, it was finding the motivation that was often the trouble. It hadn’t been the trouble with his studies in regards to black mass, though. Not looking like a fool in front of Sister was plenty incentive to take it seriously.

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