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Don't mind me just trying to figure out what this mf would look like with his hair out of the bun

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I love your tiny Spite and want to carry him in my pocket.

i think you can do it, he is very pocket sized. :)

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be careful, boys. 😦

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davrin in this hairstyle is pretty great tbh

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“Jealousy”

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if youre trans and getting misgendered/deadnamed by your family during holiday gatherings im giving you a hug over the internet rn

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so there is a painted version of this photo that has a beautiful but obscure title to it y'all please help me find it its probably one of my favorite paintings ever

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Actually at this moment he gives a nervous chuckle, but it doesn't trigger "organically"

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I think it's funny how Lucanis' "Rook is at low health" lines are INSTANTLY just full protect mode. Davrin just says "Get out of there idiot." Taash has one that's literally just "Rub some dirt in it" meanwhile I've known Lucanis for two seconds and he's screaming "ROOK!!!" "HELP ROOK!!!" "ROOK I'M COMING!!!!!" "HOLD ON ROOK!!!!!!"

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Meanwhile, at the Cobbled Swan.

Inquisitor: things are terrible. We are Not doing well. We are persisting alongside the horrors, but make no mistake. The cost is high.

Rook: *furiously taking notes* mm hmm got it. Just one more thing before you go?

Inquisitor: ?

Rook: You can come out, Lucanis

Lucanis, sprinting in from the shadows: I heard you fought a wyvern.

Inquisitor: ??

Lucanis: *please* tell me about the wyvern

Inquisitor: Well...are you asking about the Hissing Wastes or Crestwood?

Lucanis: 🫨

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Spite's poetry is eating me alive. What do you mean a demon writes poetry while his host is asleep. What do you mean he describes himself as a fraction of what he once was.

"a PEACE cut from the ALL" A PEACE. A peace. Not piece. He was content once. Rememburnings. The memory of what he used to be burns. An infinity instead of a small shade.

What do you mean he feels like a hooked claw into Lucanis's gut. What do you mean he can feel the joy from Lucanis when they drink coffee because Lucanis wiggles his toes. A small shade and a wounded spirit sitting together oh my fucking god

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K:  We make quite the gift-wrapping team, don’t we Shepard? S:  How do you figure? I did all the work, you just sat there getting drunk on eggnog… K:  It’s called moral support Shepard… moral support… ***hic***

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lucanis "is that an angry rock? harding, what did you do to piss off a rock?!" dellamorte

my beloved

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Lucanis concept art by Albert Urmanov

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Can you imagine what an intense experience Inner Demons was for Lucanis? Not because of his grandmother and Illario, but because of everything Rook was saying in his mind. Rook said so many kind things to him, believing in him and supporting him. These things were said directly in his mind, there was no way to avoid it or block it out. For someone like Lucanis, it had to be painful to hear such kindness and support, but in the same way it is painful to put medicine on a wound.

He is haunted by so many cruel words, do you think after Inner Demon when he starts to think about them, he hears Rook’s voice? That when Zara’s and the others’ words start to echo late at night when he is alone with just a cup of coffee and Spite, suddenly Rook’s voice pops up disagreeing with the others.

“Your real friends and allies need you.”

“You’re no demon”

“No demon would punish itself like this”

“I trust you, Lucanis.”

“I have a master assassin, don’t I?”

“Lucanis always has a choice.”

“Whatever they are, I’ll be there to help you.”

No wonder he finds Rook’s voice to be a comfort.

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Fifth Talon watches his protege tensely during the battle. What a man!