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THE MOST BLESSED DAY

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[pulls one drow oc out of my pocket, but more are attached to him and they all come out one after the other like a clown scarf] where did all these come from who left these in here

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nd culture is being irrationally upset whenever you see the 🤭 emoji because it just feels so condescending to you for some reason and you don't know if it's just a Understanding Tone Issue™ thing or something else

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so uh....

how many pulls is this? /j

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I know you think this will set you free, but it won't. This power will trap you, just like it trapped Cazador.

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This is what I imagine a platonic grave scene with the homies was like. IYKYK. Onward to becoming more glorious bastard...

translated headstone for the meme. Tav's got the polaroid camera.

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>:(

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*happy Pardo lover noises*

now if only I could just get that one Bastet stigmata I'm missing

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Possession

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my phone just tried to correct Ragnvindr into Transgender

the Darknight Hero's real identity is Diluc Transgender

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Ok random and very self-indulgent idea that I just had and need to write down because I will forget falling asleep otherwise:

What if, like a hundred years after Tav passed and Astarion went on without them, still mourning them, he goes on to become famous? Not really your knight in shiny armour but like he becomes sort of a legend, an icon people talk about, make artworks for, write stories and ballads about (very much like this fandom tbh).

And there's this one young, really dedicated elven artist that keeps painting him - over and over again, to a point where they are actually known for their works of Astarion. This young artist has simply been smitten by the vampire since like... forever. Since they could think because they just can't get them out of heir head, for whatever reason.

And finally at one point they meet. Of course Astarion is flattered, the artist is starstruck and coy. They cross paths again more often, becoming a kind of unlike friends because they do actually like each other.

But there is something more about them Astarion finds, a haunting familiarity. It's in the way they look at him, how they angle their head or laugh.

And with a bit of shock Astarion realises: it's you, it's the love of his life reincarnated.

Because soulmates will always find each other again. You just don't remember it yet.

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ra ra rasputin something something sour cream

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Happy Public Domain Day! Mickey can say whatever the fuck I want now

A bunch of larger flag variations under the cut :]

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More old art :)

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Thinking about this line from Cazador and what implies:

I keep thinking about how strange and new must have been for Astarion to finally be surrounded by people who actually listen to him and no one there to punish him for speaking up. 

How it must have felt for him to be able to freely joke around and find that Tav actually laughs at his jokes and even joins in the fun. How new it must have been to be able to express himself and have people who actually listen to him and don't treat him like he is a nuisance, but truly listen to what he has to say. 

I imagine a Tav who just listens, even when he is complaining and whining on purpose, they listen and maybe smile a bit between themselves because they've seen through him, and they never tell him to shut up, they let him vent, they listen to his stories about Cazador, they laugh with him at his jokes. 

No wonder he falls so hard for Tav or becomes very fond of them in a friendship route.

After 200 years where even the Gods didn't care to listen, he has found someone who sits down with him and hears him out.

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Gamer cats

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