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gale-dekarios · 13 days
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I didn't fall in love with a God, Gale. I didn't even fall in love with an Archmage.
I fell in love with a man from Waterdeep, shovelling the shit with the rest of us. I fell in love with a man who would sit by the pot for hours, making sure it wouldn't boil over. I fell in love with a man who I imagined I could kiss, not because he showcased his potential power, but because it looked lovely when he blushed.
Can Gods blush, Gale?
Can they?
OOF this one HURT!! It's non-canon to my playthrough, Gale is very much still just a guy and happy enough that way, but that one Everything Everywhere All At Once quote has been stuck in my head ever since I saw God!Gale for the first time. Gale's folly indeed.
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jellymellydraws · 20 days
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Gortash has to sit there while he gets glimpses of his dead wife favorite assassin haunting the sword coast through the lenses of Scrying Eyes and Steel Watchers.
The first time he sees her, he can't believe it. It's a trick of the light. Orin fooling him again. But no, Orin is right beside him. In the Scrying Eye, it's her. It's Rose. Falling into ever so familiar habits, but still something different about her. A new way of carrying herself. A new smile upon her lips. A different glint in her eye. She talks to Minthara, discussing plans of The Absolute, and saunters away with a pale elf that she playfully nudges and laughs with.
Then on his way to Moonrise, he's checking in on Ketheric. She's there. She doesn't command the room how she used to-- like she's a stranger to this place. But that isn't the part that catches grips him. It's when that same damned pale elf is pacing outside of her old room-- now taken over by Balthazar. When he hesitantly asks her if they could talk. When she invites him to join her outside.
The look of concern is foreign to him. Her soft gaze shakes his core.
He can't remember if she ever whispered so tenderly the way she does to the elf. The face she makes as she slowly wraps her arms around him, like she's afraid her touch would shatter something so delicate and dear. They hold each other, for ages.
He breaks the connection.
Finally she's home, in their city. The damned elf is with her. Their hands are inseparable as they frolic the streets, taunting the Archduke-to-be with their laughter and adoration of each other. Orin made a mess of her, this much was true.
But if he could just get a moment of her time. A private meeting...
He'd help her remember what she was. What they were.
They could have everything they promised, together.
He was sure of it.
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xykcta · 3 months
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uhm, kissing meme? I guess...
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boyybites · 1 year
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Sometimes the matriarch of the farming village you live at brings home a granddaughter despite having no living relatives and you just roll with it.
Anywho found out what I'm gonna do with her, expect great things from here.
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flame-shadow · 2 months
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Some YCHs for myself because they're fun :)
(if you want your own character in this style/setting, DM me!)
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shamefulzombie · 4 months
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just a lil challenge
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Ocs name in order:
Thyme, Rose, Tom
Billy, Tr0uble, Alvory
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haxxydraws · 2 months
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home sweet home
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shootingstarrfish · 4 months
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rare starr oc art hello :D
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samwise1548 · 3 months
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I finally got to draw them digitally!!!! Look at my boys (gender neutral) in full rgb!
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[ID: A four panel comic featuring some original characters, set in a dark forest.
Panel 1: Leidy Vampyre and Brian Renfield the zombie are talking with each other in the distance. Baron von Rosethorn watches the pair, only their head visible in the bottom right corner.
Panel 2: A close up of Brian's butt, with sparkles floating around and the word "wow" captioned at the top in pink and white text.
Panel 3: A full-body shot of Rose, leaning against a black car. They had a light blush on their cheeks and their eyebrows are raised. Dr. Rodrick Rathbone, a human, can be seen in the back, faded as if standing distantly.
Panel 4: Rathbone comes into view, leaning on the trunk of the car and asks "Who're we staring at?" Rose let's out a "Screech!" and jumps away from where Rathbone entered. Their face has turned darker and their blush more prominent, presumably from being caught staring.
\End ID]
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ehnrat · 5 months
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Welcome back babes i missed you 🫶🐭🐝
Rose Sinclair and Benjamin “Buzzer” Booker
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thelonestrider · 11 months
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Happy Pride! 💖💜💙 Gonna post two of my babes a day (hopefully, fingers crossed) to celebrate!
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gale-dekarios · 1 month
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POV: your boyfriend's work out routine is walking to the library, and then carrying books home from the library.
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jellymellydraws · 10 days
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Tell Me You Love Me, Again and Again
Pairing: Astarion x Rose (m/f)
Rating: E
Words: 500
Tags: PIV, Words of Affection, slight body worship. Two damaged people so madly in love it intoxicates them.
After another long day in the gate, Rose and Astarion stole away to be alone for the night. Even before they bid their companions farewell, their touch seldom broke. They were inseparable, whether it were their pinkies looped together, or a hand on their backs. Somehow, someway, they needed to feel the other against them.
While they laid together, they explored the topography of each other's bodies. His fingers gently walked along the ridged scars along Rose's front. Once, she would curl away from that touch. Tonight, she sighed contentedly when the vampire pressed soft kisses upon them. The tension in his shoulders melted away as she relaxed. His crimson eyes locked with hers as he traversed towards her breasts, cupping one in his hand. He wrapped his lips around her erect nipple, flicking his tongue over it until she whimpered. She brought her hand to his cheek, gently guiding his face towards hers. But he refused to cooperate, instead returning to his unfinished trail of kisses along her scarred flesh.
Astarion wanted it all.
It wasn't long before their clothes were discarded in favor of melding together.
Rose was a beauty beneath him. He cupped her cheek as she stared at him with total and utter adoration. A look reserved only for him. As he slowly eased in and out of her, each breath she drew invigorated him like it were the blood from her throat.
Another source of her life, freely given to him. She’d let him take it all, if she could.
He leaned in for a kiss, filling her with his whole length. Their tongues danced as he waited for her to stretch around him.
"I love you," she gasped between their lips.
"Say that again," he whispered, slowly pulling out of her.
"I love you." She twisted her fingers into his hair.
He moaned with her confession. He wandered to her neck, kissing with each thrust. Her voice hitched. She was sensitive there, he knew.
He couldn't help himself.
"Again.”
"Ah— I love you."
"Again!"
"I love you!"
Intoxicating.
Gods, he wanted to taste her. But no, he couldn't. Not if he wanted her to continue serenading him. He inhaled her scent from the crook of her neck, groaning as he fucked her with more vigor. Her needy fingers drew him closer, nearly begging for him to drink from her.
He was close. Gods below, he was so close.
"Don't stop," he begged, "I want you to keep saying it."
Tilting her head towards him, Rose gripped his hair and moaned her love into his ear. Whimpering, when he fucked her relentlessly. But still, she tried to tell him. Over and over
She loves him.
She loves him.
She loves him.
"I love you," he moaned, "Gods above, I love you," he sealed their lips together.
He focused on an even pace, balancing his pleasure with hers. Their moans filled each other as the heat built between them. He couldn't hold himself back.
Not with her.
Astarion pulled from her lips, just enough to look into her glistening amber eyes.
When he leaned his forehead against hers, all words fell away, leaving only her delicious mewling between them. She squeezed around his cock, the waves of her own undoing pushing him over the edge. It took everything in him not to lean his head back, just so he could watch her eyes roll back as he filled her with his seed.
Sweaty, panting, but neither wanting to move. She wiped the sweat from his brow, just as he brought a hand to her cheek. She hummed and leaned into his palm, welcoming the cool touch. He gently slid out of her, only to pepper her face with light kisses. Between soft giggles, she continued to tell him.
”I love you.”
He knew.
He knew from the way she stroked his hair. How her fingers gently massaged his ear as he came down from his own high. How her lips pressed against his head when he collapsed onto her in bliss.
She loved him.
He loved her.
And he loved all of this.
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xykcta · 1 month
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Q: Students, why did you choose medicine?
(not a full-fledged comic, but at least something)
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boyybites · 5 months
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She watched them watch her with a startling clarity, And in her mind she'd made a choice. She would not let them kill what was left of her. She'd paint them in their own blood or die trying.
There she is, my tragic babygirl.
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flame-shadow · 6 months
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Phthalo and Rose
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