tell us about Santos :3c...
My tav Santos!! He's a fighting x rogue class tiefling who's a bit worn out in life, but doesn't stop him from being the rock of the party. He's 143 years old and a seasoned weapons maker, tho it's been a few years since he's kept up with the craft. He dabbled a bit as a mercenary in his 90's, but ultimately ended up as a bartender in Baldur's Gate yearning to go back to guildwork. [Which is when he got abducted, after a shift]
Personality wise he's not the loudest nor quietest of the group (choosing to be the listener a bit more than be the talker). He can seem quite serious, but is relatively easy-going and is known to give some of his own snark back when need be. He's a realist with a good heart, but won't hesitate to lie himself (and party) out of situations and attempt questionable persuasive maneuvers to at least avoid some unnecessary bloodshed. (Tho sometimes he goes a little too far with the snappy remarks at enemies that leads to greater bloodshed)
He has a well of unwavering patience for his party members in the emotional sense, but gets incredibly exasperated by their antics and rivalry (looks at Shadowheart & Lae'zel, Gale & Astarion). He doesn't know what he's gonna do after they defeat the Absolute, but for now he'll just try and make sure that everyone in his party makes it out of this in one piece.
[Santos' tent, he collects enchanted weapons and borrows Lae'zel's grinder often]
Character Relationships:
He gets along very well with Jaheira since they have a very similar sense of humor, their friendly jabs turn into some very confusing flirting for the rest of the party.
Likes to poke fun at Gale, who has a bit of a crush on him. Santos has some propensity for magic and spellcasting, but it's unrefined and he never bothered to do much with it, tho he does like to ask Gale to teach him a thing or two when they have the downtime and he has access to a wizard with knowledge that loves to talk.
He rebuffed Astarion's advances quite quickly, especially since he realized why he was doing it, but they remained good friends regardless, which it seems Astarion really needed. He lets Astarion feed off of enemies since they're gonna kill them anyways, but offers himself in case if emergencies.
He's really good friends with Wyll and Karlach and can be found sharing a drink often in their downtime, both of them having Santos barking with laughter. He's not much of a meddler, but he'll leave their hang outs to leave both of them alone in hopes it'll inspire something.
He and Lae'zel have an unspoken camaraderie as fighters and weapon masters, and she likes that he'll give her bullshit right back. He likes sparring with her bcs she has him eating shit and landing on his ass, but he learns a lot.
He butts heads a bit with Shadowheart and Halsin, but they eventually remain on friendly terms and respect each other.
Santos killed Minthara and has yet to meet Minsc.
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can i request a fic where reader is a huge swiftie and now that 1989 TV has been released, reader is so excited and you're explaining to aaron about the songs, why taylor is re-recording (although aaron might have already known about it because he searched up taylor to keep up with your favorites because he knows how much you love taylor and her music and so he pretends he doesn't know because he can see just how excited you are to share your interest with him and he just looks at you with so much adoration as you react to the songs and talk with him 🥺💗) it could even be a pre-established relationship where he's just pining over reader, whatever you prefer to write!! if you don't want to write, then it's alright!! <33
“Hotch, you really don’t have to. I’ll be fine”
“No. I’m driving you home,” he argued, grabbing your jacket and handing it to you.
“But-”
“No buts,” he interrupted you. “I’m not letting you take the train, it’s raining.”
You gave up; partly, because he was stubborn and partly because you wanted nothing more than to be in the car alone with him.
The rain falling on the roof of his car wasn’t loud enough to cover the sound of the music that was coming from his radio. You didn’t recognize the song, but even if you did, you’d still have no interest in it. There were only a few very specific songs you wanted to listen to at that moment.
Aaron could probably see you staring at the radio, so you assumed that was the reason he made you an offer.
“You can play your songs if you want.”
“Do you really not mind?” you grinned, already opening your Spotify app.
“Of course,” he chuckled. “Go ahead.”
“Taylor released a new album and with work I haven’t had the chance to listen to it properly yet.”
“Is that why you had headphones on all day at the office?”
“I was lucky it was paperwork day.”
He shook his head in delight, and let you connect your phone to his car. You bit your lip trying to hold back a smile at the thought that he didn’t need to ask who Taylor was. And at the fact that you were certainly the reason why.
“How do you know the lyrics by heart already?” he asked, only one song in.
“Not all songs are new.”
“How does that work, I thought you said it’s a new album?”
“Okay so, it’s basically a rerecording of an old album. And she added a few new songs in as well. So even if it’s an old album it feels new,” you said. “She is rerecording all of her old albums that she doesn’t own. Because even though she wanted to buy them they were sold to somebody else. Someone who had not been good to her.”
“That’s terrible.”
“Yeah…But because she wrote them she has the right to record them again.”
“Oh…Good for her.”
“Yes. All Swifties listen to her versions.”
“Do they?” he said, laughing.
“Yes,” you said proudly.
“And which one is your favorite?”
“From this album?” you asked.
“Mhm…”
“I’ll just play it for you.”
It was hard to miss his shy smile when he saw the title ‘You Are In Love’ flash across the screen.
Maybe he was in love too.
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A very little something I wrote when I was feeling sad. Possibly pre-slash, around 150 words
Eddie becomes a plant dad, and he introduces Steve to all his babies. There’s Tree Beard and Quickbeam and Leaflock and Beechbone and Skinbark—
“And this,” he says, gesturing proudly to a pot with long crinkly leaves bursting out of it, “is Robert.”
Steve blinks. “Robert?”
“Yeah.”
“How come all the others get weird names—”
“They’re named after Ents.” Eddie pauses. “Well, except for Smaug, the dragon tree.”
“And this one is Robert?”
“Because he’s a plant.”
“Yeah, I can see that.”
“No, like… Robert Plant.”
Cue a blank look from Steve.
“Led Zeppelin!”
“Oh. Right.” Steve huffs. “Cute.”
“I thought so.”
“You’re such a dork.”
“But you think I’m cute.”
“I didn’t—” Steve’s face heats. “Whatever.” He crosses his arms and nods at the plant. “Just— Tell me about Robert.”
Eddie grins, but he starts talking, telling Steve all about Robert, things Steve will maybe only half remember, hands gesturing wildly, and Steve gets lost in the daydream of a house filled with plants, and Eddie there to tell him all about them.
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