mortimerthenighter
mortimerthenighter
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mortimerthenighter · 19 hours ago
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“Oh dear, oh my love, keep going,” Aziraphale babbled quietly, incoherently, eyes widening with shocked pleasure as Crowley grabbed one of his thighs, pushing it against his chest with rough strength, his other hand tasting the expanse of chest, thumb caressing a pink nipple with careless affection.
READ THE WHOLE FIC BY @crowleystits AND SEE THE FULL ART ON AO3
also full on twitter, bsky
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mortimerthenighter · 23 days ago
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Good Old Men
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mortimerthenighter · 1 month ago
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Bigger than everything 🥲💗
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mortimerthenighter · 3 months ago
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When your 'Sleight of Hand' check fails…
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mortimerthenighter · 3 months ago
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"Dear little star,"
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Headcanon
In my headcanon, Astarion was born in a noble corrupt family. His family ruin people's life to the point where he got isolated by the kids in the city. He then took the same path as his uncle, but quickly realized his uncle is no better than the rest of his family. Eventually, he became someone he despise when he was a little kid. A corrupt magistrate.
When he went missing, his family tried to look for him only to be rejected by the locals due to their terrible reputation. Their presistence of finding their missing son leads them to their own death. When Cazador slaughter his entire family, no one actually cares enough to continue his search or finding out what caused the Ancunín family's massacre.
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mortimerthenighter · 3 months ago
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Hi. Sorry for killing your guy but I was in a weird mood. I’m very glad this is not canon.
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He’s not waking up.
Okay. Alright. You were prepared for this. You were ready for this. It’s not the first time it’s happened, and it won’t be the last. Remember how you dealt with this in the past, and you’ll be alright.
Gods, has his blood always been this sticky? No, probably just coagulating. Alright, that gaping wound looks awful– why am I feeling sick? Usually blood has other effects on me.
I need to think. I need to think. His eyes are still open, the least I could do is close– fuck. His flesh is room temperature, which means he’s already cold.
He’s so cold.
He’s gone.
Gods damn it, focus, Astarion. He’s gone. It’s been fun, but he was always going to be gone. You knew this. You were ready. You prepared yourself for this.
“...I love you…”
No! Shut up! Shut up, shut up! Oh, gods, my chest. I’m going to be sick. I can’t be sick, can I?
“Astarion.”
Shadowheart is here.
“Astarion. I’m sorry.”
Silence. I’m alright. I have to be alright. Oh, gods, his rings– they are valuable, it could buy us a night or a two in a tavern, or a plot somewhere to bury this gigantic–
“Astarion!”
“I’m fine. Give me five minutes and I’ll be ready.”
Ugh. This ring only fits on my thumb. It makes me remember how his hands felt on my skin. How his tongue wet my collarbone, how his breath tickled my belly, how my name was whispered like a prayer. When he spoke, when he used my last name at the inn, when he killed for me, when he–
“Astarion. It’s been three hours. The sun is coming up. You need to get back into the caravan.”
“I don’t care. Let it burn me.”
I don’t want to burn. I don’t want to die. I want to live. I want him to live.
“Astarion. Go to the caravan. Now!”
No. Gods damn it all! Why the hells am I crying? It usually takes less time to get over this, I–
“ASTARION! You are turning to ash!”
Since when is Shadowheart strong enough to force me to move?
I don’t want him to leave me. I don’t want to go back to the shadows. I don’t want to be alone and hungry again. I don’t want to do this alone.
“I need to fix this. I will fix this. I will bring you back. I WILL BRING HIM BACK. I--"
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mortimerthenighter · 3 months ago
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i put no effort whatsoever into the second and third panels, neither art nor dialogue, because i got tired. enjoy!
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mortimerthenighter · 4 months ago
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I did a trend.
Friendly reminder Gales condition is incurable and someday they must face the inevitable okay byeeeeeee
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mortimerthenighter · 4 months ago
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Gale having a one-sided conversation with Tara about how he can't/won't confess his feelings to Tav.
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mortimerthenighter · 4 months ago
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so anyway i love photo mode
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mortimerthenighter · 4 months ago
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I commissioned the talented @nikoadmeliora to draw a scene from Late Dawns and Early Sunsets by the amazing @badmarilynart.
This story is incredibly, beautifully soft, but with spots of delicious angst (mind the tags). I find it woefully underappreciated and hope you'll check it out.
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mortimerthenighter · 4 months ago
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Lil cuties!!!
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mortimerthenighter · 4 months ago
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I tried digital after a long time..here comes bloodweave
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mortimerthenighter · 5 months ago
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mortimerthenighter · 5 months ago
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Tim is a treasure!
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mortimerthenighter · 5 months ago
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karlach... those are some strong feelings you're expressing and i've learned to accept your feelings. we listen and we do not judge.
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mortimerthenighter · 5 months ago
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