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if y'all wanna follow Agra he's over on this empty ass blog,,, @lordsrot

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if y'all wanna follow Agra he's over on this empty ass blog,,, @lordsrot

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endless edits of Dakara Sak'oan

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Is staring yet not staring at dak. maybe he's dissacoiating.

The drow catches the other's gaze, both unnerved and curious, as a brow arches at the vamypr. A moments passes by before Dakara raises a hand, a small wave in Rathie's direction, an attempt to reel him back to reality. Out of whatever daze he had slipped away into. If he had even slipped off into one, that is.

The ranger leaned in a tad closer, pale hues skimming over his companion's features, studying him, "Am I simply that dazzling to gaze upon? Or is there something on your mind? I will happily listen either way." Big as his ego may have been, he would still spare a willing ear to hear the other out. They were... friends after all. In a curious way.

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sorry for being dead for like days but i've been talkin to el on and off about cyberpunk aus and Dak getting to stay an drow bc of body modification, completely forgetting shadowrun rpg is right there....

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𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐲 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐩𝐭, 𝐢 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝, 𝐢 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐬𝐞.

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bloody post battle kisses like if agree

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i LOVE IT WHEN REDEEMABLE CHARACTERS RELAPSE INTO THEIR OLD WAYS!!! WHEN THEY GO BACK TO THE DARK SIDE!!! TO THE FEIGNED COMFORT OF WHEN THINGS FELT GOOD!! BUT THEY LEARNED SO MANY THINGS ABOUT THEMSELVES THAT THE OLD PLACE DOESN'T TRULY FEEL AT HOME EITHER, BUT IT'S THE ONLY PLACE TO RUN TO!!!! HELLLL YEAH

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sits here and thinks about Dak's closer companions getting to relax in his home and seeing him in his real element that's luxurious but in the most relaxing way and the colors are just lively,,, and you get to have soothing teas and strange sweets he gets from over seas...

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thinking about how Dak really does go around poking his nose into courtly business and affairs, all just to keep up with everything. he's gotta have his ammunition when he's dealing with nobles after all, can't allow them the chance at loopholes when dealing with him :))

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sexual tension prompts.

i deleted my old blog by mistake, so i’m revamping these!! if you want to reverse them, add a +, like so: [ PIN ] + and the roles will switch! these prompts are inspired by THIS MEME! they’re designed for all muses, regardless of whether they’ve interacted before or not!

[ PIN ] : sender pins receiver against a wall.

[ HANDS ] : our muses’ hands touch. (anything from grazing past or the hand holding content we all deserve.)

[ GAZE ] : sender watches receiver from across a crowded room.

[ GUIDE ] : in order to guide the receiver, sender presses a hand against the small of their back.

[ INVITE ] : sender asks receiver into a private room with nobody else present.

[ TOUCH ] : our muses touching one another discreetly but intimately in a public setting.

[ LICK ] : sender licks something from their thumb or lips in front of receiver.

[ SLEEVES ] : sender rolls up their sleeves to reveal their forearms.

[ SMIRK ] : while interacting with receiver, sender can’t resist a smirk.

[ NECKLACE ] : sender fastens a necklace around receiver’s neck, leaning in close to do so.

[ CLOSE ] : our muses are in a position which leads to the sender stepping intimately closer to the receiver.

[ UNBUTTON ] : due to heat or stress or other reasons, sender unbuttons the top of their shirt to reveal their neckline.

[ DANCE ] : our muses dance together in close quarters.

[ DEFEND ] : sender physically intervenes between receiver and a source of unwanted attention.

[ TEXT ] : sender texts intimate content to receiver.

[ PHONE ] : while on the phone with receiver, sender flirts teasingly during the call.

[ BEHIND ] : unexpectedly, sender arrives close to receiver from behind, taking them by surprise.

[ WET ] : our muses find one another in a torrential downpour of rain, both soaking wet.

[ LEAN ] : sender leans tantalisingly close to receiver to retrieve something or catch their attention.

[ LOOK ] : sender initiates intense eye contact with receiver.

[ ALONE ] : our muses find one another alone in an isolated setting.

[ ASK ] : sender asks receiver if they’re single.

[ WHISPER ] : sender leans close to receiver’s ear in order to whisper something to them.

[ BRUSH ] : sender reaches forward to brush a strand of receiver’s hair from their eyes.

[ STEADY ] : sender steadies receiver by placing their hands on their waist when the receiver almost falls against them.

[ SMILE ] : sender begins to grin at something the receiver is saying, like a big unstoppable grin.

[ PULL ] : sender pulls receiver into their side as they’re walking together.

[ STRADDLE ] : while sparring, sender gains the upper hand and pins the receiver in place, straddling their waist in the process.

[ BLADE ] : sender, having been enemies with the receiver, places a knife to their throat, but does nothing else.

[ STARE ] : while the receiver is speaking, the sender’s gaze drifts to their lips.

[ UNDERCOVER ] : while pretending to be a couple for the sake of a mission or other purpose, sender and receiver find themselves giving a Remarkably Convincing performance that leaves them questioning how platonic they really are.

[ AFTER ] : sender has just impulsively and passionately kissed the receiver without any warning nor apparent reason. how does the receiver respond?

[ REMARK ] : after someone passes a remark on what a cute couple the seemingly platonic sender and receiver are, the sender casts a meaningful glance at the receiver, expecting them to say something about it first.

[ PHOTOGRAPH ] : as someone volunteers to take a picture of them on a day out, sender instinctively wraps an arm around the receiver to steady them, holding them close for a photo that turns out to be more romantic than they were expecting.

[ CHALLENGE ] : after the receiver teasingly suggests that the sender is a terrible kisser, sender immediately and fervently proves them wrong with a long, passionate kiss that leaves the receiver taking back what they said.

[ LANGUAGE ] : sender begins to speak seductively and fluently with the receiver in another language.

[ CONSTANT ] : after days/weeks/months/years of endless flirting back and forth, sender finally dares the receiver to go beyond flirting and break the tensions between them properly.

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few masked agra icons,,, jus to test,,,,

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not the right blog bc it aint even done but i have been thinkin all day about my 8ft tall cursed demi-god lad all day and how he is always concealing his face, under an eerie helm, beneath an off-putting and blank faced mask, just wrapped up and covering every inch of himself because he feels he's to monstrous looking to gaze upon,,, but there's little to do to hide how bright, flamelike, and piercing his eyes are...

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"Then I hope that my tally count continues to grow. Perhaps a new record may be broken over the course of the night." He jests, finally allowing his hands to fall from his partner’s shoulders. Nodding the ranger replied, “Yes, but, it shouldn’t be much of a challenge for us. Were it myself working alone? That would prove a tad more daunting.” Naturally an arm locked with the other before their departure. Chuckling softly at the prospect of it all. Dakara Sak’oan; a hired blade, a snake, a HERO. How odd it was to hear. “Saviors of Baldur’s Gate… still not used to such a herotic title. Not many in our company are, I’m sure.”

“If it is tasteful wine you seek, darling, I might be able to provide. If it proves disappointing this evening. No need to rely on a social gathering just to treat yourself to the finer things anymore. Do not deny yourself.” The gloomed ranger reassured. Already conspiring for the night in toll for them after the ball. Dakara peered over at the high elf. Humming softly before he gives an honest reply, “I would not consider myself a confident one… but I can allow a rhythm to take me if it must. For appearances.”

“Or are you inquiring because you would fancy a dance with me?” He jests softly, shoulder brushing against the other, "All you need do is ask. Should we not allow ourselves a little thrill as we work?"

" compliments always earn you points in my book darling. " astarion returns, fondness lingering in his gaze when dakara approaches him. " we shall. much to do and a limited amount of time to do it, yes? let us hope the rest of our merry band made it in one piece. though i do doubt anyone would bat an eye at the saviors of baldur's gate, as it were. " astarion offers an arm, pondering the last time he'd been to such an affair. surely long before the tadpoles, and even longer still. it wasn't often he was awarded the freedom to traverse parties without intent, but this time at least, is different. he isn't bound by any chains, literal or metaphorical, and he had his friends at his side. and that is a relief. " i hope the wine is of quality vine. one of life's few pleasures awarded to me and not always do i get to enjoy it. " a scrunch of his nose. " do you consider yourself a dancer, dakara? " astarion poses curiously, shooting the drow a glance. " we just might have to keep up appearances. " though, in truth, astarion finds the idea just as enticing as the rest of the evening's events.

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endless edits of Dakara Sak'oan

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also,,, tiefling lady made, her name's Cynna and she's a cleric c:

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i am incredibly sorry i have been so quiet on the horrible bullshit that's been happening back to back, i've only been catching bits and pieces of it ( as in finally being fully informed of everything happening just today on top of everything that happened last week ). i'm not the best addressing my thoughts and issues in public. but i am so sorry all this shit is happening and the way its affected/is affecting people. poc, transfolks, and folks who thought they were making a friend.

so i'll put it short and simple, now finally being caught up on the matter i had missed over the last couple days;

i am here for my mutuals of color, trans moots, and my pals i've made along the way. i am here for whoever just needs to vent. and im sorry you have to even put up with this. the behavior around the rpc as of late is truly appalling. just,,, trying to stand up for people who have been proven guilty of their disgusting actions, where people have spoken up, me and my own friends included amongst each other with our own issues where we were hurt and made uncomfortable, just everything. trying to mute down real toxic and harmful issues involving real people to just "petty drama"? i do not support that. if you do? yeah well, there's the door. block me, please. racist, trans bi homo-phobic, sexist individuals are not welcome here. ever.