#{ love it when you qties “kidnap” me tho uwu ❤️ }

[rubistella]

"Your daughter," Karlach began, holding a squirming five year old upside down by the ankles. "Is being a little brat." On cue, said little girl bursts into a peal of laughter, red-faced and breathless. "I've brought her to you for judgement, what say you, Starry?"

@infernaliscor || unprompted

"I'm sorry, but are you asking me for an opinion?" First, his brows caved at the centre, then a single one rose with the dawn of curiosity, if not irony at the tiefling's commentary and the rabid little she-devil in her hold. "Well, where did the you give the girl too much freedom and she scraped her knee but could have twisted her ankle suddenly scurry off to? Because I could have sworn that-"

Whatever Astarion was in the middle of saying was speared through mid-sentence by their little hellspawn.

"Oh by the hells, will you shut your mouth? Some of us would rather not waste away trying to outcry you in a screaming match, kid." Folding his arms on top of his chest, Astarion bounced his body weight from one leg to the other, huffing and puffing while their brat, either due to scare or trying to understand why dad was suddenly so cross, finally ceased her crying. "It's hard enough as it is to speak to your mother about how to educate you on a good day, let alone like this."