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collegeoflore · 13 days
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wring you dry
pairing: nb!Tav/Astarion rating: T word count: 1,942 description: A few days after Astarion's first taste of Xarrai's blood and a tenday after the Nautiloid crash, he comes looking for another drink. They don't make it easy for him. more context: Xarrai is a tiefling bard and courtesan with the charlatan background, and an escaped Banite cultist. Any pronouns are fine (though I stick with they/them here for clarity.) ao3 link: here
Xarrai wades into the water up to their waist and shudders with the pleasant pain of its coolness, wine-dark skin prickling to gooseflesh in the moonlight. Even the tributaries of the Chionthar run strong in high summer, still fed by the inland snowmelt and springs like the one above their camp, and they feel the flexing muscles of the current tug at their legs, their hips - not enough to drag them under, but enough to tempt them out, deeper into the reflection of the star-flecked sky. This, at least, is a comfort - even miles from Baldur's Gate, the Chionthar still runs, still pulls and tugs and tempts, still lives. If they had to land beside any river, they think as they drag their fingertips across the rippled surface like the strings of their lyre, they are glad it was theirs. 
With a shiver, they disappear beneath the dark water. For a single crystal moment they float there, knees drawn up to their chest, hair wrapping around their horns in black tendrils, eyes shut tight against the cold. All of it is gone - the abduction, the tadpoles, the druids' grove, the goblins, the vampire - all of it dissolved in the cold, clear water. They hold their breath until their lungs burn and let their mind be blissfully, achingly still. 
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sparklemaia · 9 months
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yes I'm now on the other side of top surgery and I'm allowed to lift things again 💪 You might have already seen this one on my substack -- did u know you can subscribe to my substack for early access to comics like this?! Sent directly to your email inbox??? FOR FREE????? (there is also an optional paid tier for exclusive bonus content for five bucks a month but like 80% of my posts will be free and publicly available) ty ily♥
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atavist · 10 months
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His mother got duped by a man who claimed to love her—so he headed to Nigeria to find the con artist who broke her heart.   The Romance Scammer on My Sofa. The latest incredible true story from The Atavist.
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apparentlytheproblem · 3 months
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e n e m i e s t o l o v e r s t r o p e - p r o m p t l i s t
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these are prompt lists which im so excited to do and share in the future and i hope my list only grows :)
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-ˏˋ. dialogue ˊˎ-
"As if you would ever cross my fucking mind."
"fuck you" "when"
“He so likes her.”
“I don’t mind wasting time on you.”
“I feel the opposite of hate…towards you.”
“I feel things…”
"I hate you, I hate you, I hate you"
“I might need more.”
“I’m not…used to feeling this way, okay?”
“Oh - don’t fucking do that.”
"shut up and kiss me"
"such a pretty liar mhmm"
“Took you long enough.”
“We might have been wrong.”
"what did you do"
“What the fuck is your problem?
"where the hell is he?"
"you want me?" "you know i do"
"stop crying"
"stop acting as if you're royalty, join reality."
"this is so wrong-"
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-ˏˋ. scenarios ˊˎ-
both of them are in forced proximity because of a crowd rush
internal conflict of being enemies with benefits
fake dating to get someone of their back
enemies but they are shivering and the other offers their hoodie
they make fun of eachother just to keep their attention
they have to work together and they hit a realization on how its not too bad
injured and goes to them to fix up their wounds as they have no where else to go
cant stand that they're ignoring them
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kjscottwrites · 7 months
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And, importantly, share some recs!
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threewordusername · 4 months
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i never wanted you to leave.
six-word poem.
d.b.a
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gudgurkan · 2 months
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Page 45 of my upcoming fantasy journal book - Armor Revenant
Kickstarter link
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The things you create don’t have to make sense! They can be messy and wild! They can be confusing and strange! They can be ugly and weird! Stop tethering your sense of creativity to what other people will accept. You deserve to create without inhibition.
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panthermouthh · 7 months
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And I said, “Hello, Satan
I believe it’s time to go.”
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“I want to take my heart off my sleeve, it has grown too heavy.”
-m.n.
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l-michalska-writer · 1 year
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Ways to say "I love you" / prompts
You're a miracle I've been waiting for my whole life.
I wake up only because of you.
I'm living for you.
You're the reason I'm still alive.
I take my every breath for you.
You saved me. And I'm incredibly thankful for that.
You're the most important person in my life.
For you, I'd steal the stars.
My life has no meaning without you.
I'm incomplete without you.
I don't know how to live without you.
No one will ever be able to replace you.
Losing you is not an option.
This world doesn't make sense without you in it.
I'm not going anywhere.
You're not alone.
As long as I have you, I have a reason to live.
All I ever wanted is there in your eyes.
You're the only one on my mind.
You got that power over me...
Living without you is not an option.
I'm lost without you.
I love you too much to not care.
I could bear the thought of losing him. It's you I can't bear the thought of losing.
I never thought I could fall for you so hard.
You're my world.
I wanna have a family with you.
You're my night sky full of stars.
You matter to me. A lot.
How could I ever love someone else?
You mean the world to me.
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collegeoflore · 4 months
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one kiss at a time
pairing: nb!Tav/Astarion
rating: g
word count: 1,016
description: After all, everyone knows bards are particularly good with their tongues. (Or: bardic inspiration is best given mouth to mouth.)
more context: Xarrai is a tiefling bard with the charlatan background, and an escaped Banite cultist. Any pronouns are fine (though I stick with they/them here for clarity.)
ao3 link: here
“It’s bigger than I expected.”
Xarrai isn’t wrong. Astarion cranes his neck to look up at the construct, a hulking pile of metal and arcane energy. It glows with the heat of the lava that flows out of the pipe it crawled from, the molten rock filling the depressions in the floor. Xarrai and Karlach stand at the thing’s feet, silhouetted by the glow. Slowly and mechanically, the massive creature raises its blade.
Xarrai is too late. They move, but not far enough – the swing throws them backwards, skidding across the stone floor and crashing into Astarion’s legs. They tilt their head back to look up at him. Their eyes are clear and bright, adrenaline thrumming in their veins. “And maybe a little stronger than I expected.”
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sparklemaia · 1 year
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this is me, wbu?
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atavist · 9 months
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His mother got duped by a man who claimed to love her—so he headed to Nigeria to find the con artist who broke her heart. A rare look inside the world of the so-called Yahoo Boys. The Romance Scammer on My Sofa. The latest incredible true story from The Atavist.
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morganbritton132 · 8 months
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After David tells him that his ex has arrived for Career Day and it’s not even the Wheeler that he asked for, Steve marches over to Mike like, “What are you doing here?”
Wow, David thinks to himself. He’s been told that Steve has some problems with his memory - apparently he compensated for it with a truly insane online calendar - but he didn’t expect him to forget about a whole human being. Just, wow.
Steve loudly tells Mike that he’s never had a real job and Mike scoffs at him and tells him that he wrote for a comic book website for three years. Journalism is just writing with a fancy degree. Will and Mike created a comic book together so, “I’m published.”
“Robin is published,” Steve stresses (Steve’s best friend, David knows that one). “If that was the only qualification I wanted than I would’ve asked Robin to come.”
They start squabbling again in whispered voices so David turns to Dustin and tries to alleviate some of the awkwardness with, “Steve, uh, really has a type, huh?”
Dustin squints at him, “Did you just meet him? Today?”
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neckdeepinurmum · 3 months
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