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theautumnpicker · 8 months

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@mystraguideme

It's his, by any rights. They'd taken an awfully long detour to find the book in the first place, and then it had been Astarion himself who had been sent to collect it, to carefully sever the connection between the pressure plate and the statues around it. Yet for all his effort— not to mention his very polite request— it was Gale who was rewarded with the treasure. And for what? It's undoubtedly just another bauble to him, the ravenous, power-mad fool.

Not that Astarion can really fault his ambition.

Of course, he showed no outward sign of his irritation. That wouldn't win him any points with their leader. Besides, he still had options. He meant to wait until they were at camp and swipe the thing while the others were eating. He even pitched his tent next to Gale's that night, watching the wizard closely as he set up all his worldly goods. Yet Gale seemed to keep the book with him, as if it were a bit of light reading he wanted to settle down with on a full belly.

So, giving up on his first plan, Asterion joined the group at supper after all, smiling and joking to disguise his poor appetite for the sort of food they have to offer. He went to bed directly afterwards, but he can't sleep, whether or not he wants to. Thoughts of the book invade his mind, almost calling out to him with the power it has to offer him. There has to be something in the pages of that tome that he can use against Cazador, or even just use for himself. Something to make his condition permanent, beyond the grace of these damned tadpoles that everyone else seems in such a rush to remove. He imagines returning home to his old master, telling him what he'd discovered and promising to share the secret— for surely even Cazador would envy his power now— only to watch him burn and writhe in the sun.

That does it. He is getting that damned book.

Astarion sits up and raises the flap of his tent, peering out and seeing to his satisfaction that all the others are asleep, or at the very least in their little beds, oblivious to all the world. He half crawls outside, keeping low to the ground in a prowl, as he steals over to Gale's tent and listens outside, ceasing to breathe as he listens for the sounds of the wizard's own breathing inside. He feels hungry suddenly, but whether he hungers for the knowledge close at hand or for the blood he can smell under Gale's skin as he stalks his quarry is hard to say.

The hunger makes him impatient. Astarion doesn't wait until he can hear that breathing slow, until he's sure Gale is fast asleep. Instead, he enters quickly and quietly, not even looking at the wizard at first as he scans the entirety of his surroundings in rapid search for his heart's desire. Even if the book remains on Gale's person now, Astarion fully intends to take it for his own.

#ic post #thread: necromancy of thay

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tooc00lheroz · 3 months

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Welcome!

Finn and Simon are posing in front of the camera, being silly when Finn pauses, realizing something

"you dingus its recording! not taking a photo!"

Simon just laughs as he begins to chase Finn around

Finn joins in on the laughter, running from Simon

Asks Are: Open!

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you can be rude to them, just don't go after either of the mods!

you can flirt with Simon, just keep it sfw!

do NOT tag as a ship ever

please be patient! we have other things we do too

AU! runs off headcanons & asks!

feel free to ask us to tag things!

you can spam asks, likes, and reblogs! we'd appreciate it!

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Mod F - he/it/she/pup/dog/hero/sword - main is @transpuppetboy !! handles Finn

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#Adventure Time #Adventure Time AU #Adventure Time ask blog #Finn the Human #Finn Mertens #Simon Petrikov #blog tags ->#mod.txt #mod.png #mod answers #Mod F #Mod B #chat.txt #ic post #wip.png #others art #tooc00lheroz AU

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ask-tf-first-contact · 21 days

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Blog Start!

*last thing you can remember is the alarm as your shared escape pod made a crash course for an unknown planet. someone managed to get the distress signal out before the pod hit the planet and you black out.

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*you're waking up. it's a struggle, but you manage. how long where you out..? where are you, what's that-

*the thing crouching in front of you sounds like it speaks garbled nonsense as it inspects you from a short distance. the other looks shocked, staying back

#Transformers #Transformers AU #Transformers redesign #Transformers ask blog #Transformers Ratchet #Transformers Prowl #First Contact AU #First Contact ask blog #ic post #translation: Prowl look

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ooosbiggestjerkmagicman · 3 months

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@the-nice-king (noncanon to the blog, but id thought it would be fun!)

you have a tail too! we're wizard buddies! >//w//<

#chat.txt #ic post #Adventure Time #Adventure Time ask blog #Magic Man #Adventure Time Magic Man #((he never considered anyone would want to be his friend #also followed via transpuppetboy !!!

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garten-of-banban-redrawn · 4 months

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Is everything going ok over there or?

#chat.txt #ic post #Garten of Banban #Banban #Bittergiggle #Garten of Banban Redrawn

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inkstained-rags · 1 year

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Idea: Wheelchair powered by a tiny revavroom

#si posts #ic post #pkmn irl #pokeblog rp

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metaladam · 11 days

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〞I mean . . . i’d wear a maid outfit for you , sir .〝

" MADE BY WHO?!?!?!?!"

#IC post #excorcistliuetenant

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mercy-of-the-ashes · 1 year

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Liam decided to visit Haiji after a long day of monarch work. (Liam's a king now if you aren't aware.)

Haiji had been busy doing some intense spring cleaning. He didn’t know when he first got started, but he was drained by the time he was done.

He just finished taking a shower and getting dressed. “Holy shit, much better…!” Ready to relax for the rest of the day, he collapsed on his sofa.

#au haiji towa #ic post #roleplay #liam-and-co #awwww yeah! :D we got royalty here

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ask-abracadaniel · 3 months

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Who are the people you consider your closest friends?

"oh! that would be Simon, Magus, Little Dude, and Ron James!"

"I should really visit Simon again, it's been a while... hope he's okay.."

#chat.txt #ic post #Adventure Time #Adventure Time AU #Adventure Time ask blog #Abracadaniel #Simon Petrikov #Life Giving Magus #Little Dude #Ron James

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ask-finnris · 4 months

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who, or what, exactly is Finnres?

"y'know. we.. don't really know what he is?"

"anytime we ask, it just says it's a hero"

"yeah. it's mega weird"

"hey Finn, y'ever notice that it looks like he's got some sort of crown on all the time? and it's not some normal flower crown"

"yeah, what the stuff is that about?"

#chat.txt #ic post #Adventure Time #Adventure Time AU #Adventure Time ask blog #Fern the Human #Fern Mertens #Finn the Human #Finn Mertens #Finnris AU #((hehe

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theautumnpicker · 2 months

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Kiss roulette for @mystraguideme 😌

33. A kiss to a scar, birthmark, injury, or other marking

"I have something for you."

As expected, the words draw Gale's attention from his book, which he sets aside immediately, his now-freed hand motioning for Astarion to come inside his tent. Astarion easily ducks inside, closing the flap behind him. Gale has a mage light nearby, all the better to read with.

"Your problem, I think, is that you're too selfless. We ran into plenty of little trinkets in that cleric's tower. You could at least have taken some for yourself— and not the good ones you've equipped yourself with, mind— instead of turning them all over."

Gale's expression is mostly unimpressed, but there is a hint of amusement in his eyes. "Hardly conducive to building trust, your way is."

"You're building dependence as much as trust. Do you really want to be dependent on me?" Ah, there it is. Gale's Netherese markings flare to life, glowing a gentle blue, not entirely dissimilar from the Sussur flowers they'd picked together earlier that day. But is it really arcane hunger that sparks them, or is it a different sort of desire entirely? Astarion takes out the amulet and jingles it in Gale's direction, like one might to a dog with a bag of treats. "What will you give me for it?"

It's a game they play at this point. He's never asked for anything serious.

"Anything you want." Gale, it seems, has grown complacent enough in that to make such a grand declaration of trust. Astarion remembers the first time he asked it, and the wizard's guarded response.

Astarion moves closer, sitting down so that he and Gale are at eye level, and holds the amulet in front of him. Gale's markings grow brighter, take on a new hue, but his gaze is fixed on Astarion's, and not on the trinket. With his free hand, he seizes Gale's chin, and the marking grows almost incandescent in response.

What would all that magic taste like, he wonders, if he could consume it the way he does blood? As if to find out, Astarion leans in and puts his lips to the marking right beside Gale's eye. Gale has stopped breathing. Growing more ravenous by the moment, Astarion puts his hand behind Gale's head and trails a series of kisses down his cheek, onto his jaw, his chin, his throat. Gale lifts his chin, there, baring that throat to him all the more, which is certainly curious, though perhaps a matter for another time.

There is magic rippling from the orb, a displacement as well as a consumption, and when Astarion pulls back the collar of Gale's robes, it bursts to life, and he can feel the magic tingling on his skin, dangerous and intoxicating both. Gale's breath is coming in pants, now, and his eyes are wide, hands twisting in his own robes with the strain of controlling himself. "Astarion— please."

But he puts his lips to the orb and lets the magic wash over his face. He can almost imagine what it would be like to absorb it himself. To drink in all of Gale. Delicious.

Abruptly, he pulls back, only briefly making eye contact as he tosses the amulet into Gale's hands and stands up to exit the tent. Yet he can still feel Gale's aching stare upon him as he lays in his own bedroll, listening to the wizard's pants of effort as he absorbs the magic from the amulet.

#ic post #sort of #this is actually more like a #ficlet #bloodweave #i hope that you don't mind ❤️#up to reader interpretation if that is why Gale is actually panting lmfao

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thejesterandthesalesman · 4 months

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Welcome!