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local icon lance mcclain attends his boyfriend’s hockey game in The Jersey
#FOR FURTHER CONSIDERATION#i just think he’s neat ok#klance#hockey klance#my art#lance mcclain#vld#voltron fanart#space gays#gays in space#this one goes out to everybody who said ‘keep talking’ after the last one#i have not been silenced
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well look who's back
this thing
#tmp#tmp spoilers#the magnus protocol#jonathan sims#despite my silence on it yes yes i have been listening to tmp#me and my dad listen as soon as a new ep drops#then we theorize together#cw eyes#fr tho whythe hell did his ass scream ? ? no reason for all that#back to magnusing it up yall
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#felt like i needed to make this after some interactions today#i did this with burning text generator!#my overall tumblr experience has been amazing after 6 months of radio silence#this is directed at everyone who's mutuals with me. even if we are not in the same fandoms anymore or have anything in common#i still love you and get happy when i see you post/ramble about topics that are interesting to you#just fyi if we are mutuals i actively think about you with your pfp and username in mind at least once a day#<<< past rice being based with this tag#mutual appreciation#:-)
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Okay, but has anyone mentioned yet that Grover is also a vegetarian so when he says “Thanks for the emotional abuse and the cheeseburgers,” he’s like doubling down on Ares’ shittiness?? Ares even mentions how practically all satyrs are vegetarian or vegan when he said all they do is eat tofu. I bet when Grover said that at the end, he was cursing him out so thoroughly on his head, Ares could hear it. “Thanks for the emotional abuse and cheeseburgers you @&!$ing $!@? and you didn’t even get a %£#!ing salad. Oooo you got a big &$%! plate of fries? Whoop-dee &!#@ing doo!! What kind of #&*!ing god are you? A piss poor @#!$ing !%@$ one. Athena’s owl my €@%#.” That’s probably why Ares didn’t bother with the paper towels.
#like that must have been so insulting#I have a dietary restriction myself and if someone was like yeah I got all these massive entrees that you can’t have but oh! we got …#you a plate of fries cuz I know you probably haven’t eaten in like an entire day? I would be PISSED#yeah Grover get his ass#Grover probably sat in silence for thirty minutes staring at that massive plate of burgers then thought yeah I’m gonna mess this bitch up#and psychological warfare Grover was born#grover underwood#percy jackson#pjo#percy jackon and the olympians#percy jackson and the olympians#pjo tv show#pjo spoilers#percy jackson tv show#percy jackson the lightning thief#pjo series#ares#ares pjo
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sad: falling out of a hyperfixation
tragic: watching your beloved friends and mutuals fall out of the hyperfixation while you're still in it
#oughhhhhhh#this is about the dca fandom but also about every other strong fixation ive had over the years lol#i know it's normal and inevitable esp for less popular works or minor characters with little canon content#and there's nothing wrong with smaller communities of course those rock#but there’s just something special about getting into something at the same time as a lot of other people all at once#and existing in this chaotic fandom space that's just bursting with creativity and passion#i've been in fandom spaces for as long as some of you have been alive and i've only come across that sort of unbridled joy like#a handful of times at best#it's just a heartbreaking feeling to see real lightning in a jar fandoms like that wither away as people drift away#(understandably so!)#anyway don't mind me i'm just having thoughts#musing about fandoms past as well#that i too eventually moved on from but remember fondly even if im not active in anymore#also my music just aint hitting right so im just sitting in silence which makes me more Contemplative(tm)
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Prompt 331
Demon twins? Demon twins.
Damian? Good at the assassin side of things, at least for a four year old, but Danyal? He’s okay, but he’s far better at things like poisons and bookkeeping. Which is honestly? Okay. They’re the League of Shadows, and sure a majority of the members are assassins, but it’s definitely not all there are. So? Danyal starts getting medical training.
Not to say that either of the boys don’t know their fair share of violence and healing- it’s just better to let them play to their strengths. One doesn’t keep a league over centuries if they just have one type of warrior, or even just warriors. A variety is needed.
So one gets trained more towards the business side of things. Damian may be better at wielding the weapons and killing- even if neither have had their first kill quite yet- but Danyal shows far more proficiency at acting, at masking who he is and gathering information.
Damian, when he’s first sent to their Father, doesn’t mention his twin. Not because he’s jealous or hates him or anything like that. You just don’t talk about someone in an undercover mission in the League, and it’s not something he realizes isn’t a rule everywhere.
Needless to say, the Bats have more than a mild freakout the first time Damian mentions a twin who will be coming to the manor now that his mission is over.
#DCxDP#DPxDC#Prompts#Demon Twins#Danny was undercover in Amity not for the ectoplasm but for the weapons the Fentons made#Mostly in concern about what it could do to the environment & the earth#The League of Assassins are the most violent ‘I Speak For The Trees’ not-so-hippie group ever#Why yes Danny & Damian have talked but it’s more like sending messages of “Are you alright” “Yes are you” “Yes”#Danny is better at masking than Damian & better at getting information that isn’t through torture#Yes he chooses to be an annoying punny lil shit on purpose for his own amusement#Danny: Brother I have acquired a ghost dog- we must shut down the company who put down the puppy#Sam & Tucker: Dude I think you were in a cult#Danny: Agree to disagree to two people who have in fact started cults themselves#Yes he's been undercover for a couple years & yes he uses the fact he knows medical care to get further information#People don't like silence and will chatter while you bandage their ecto burns#Danny sends Dani to the League instead of around the world#Talia is delighted to have a daughter#Vlad does not live long after that & becomes a full ghost
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photosynthesizing🔆
#trigun#trimax#trigun maximum#vash the stampede#nicholas d. wolfwood#vashwood#raepliica_art#they get to have some mornings where they dont need to get up in a rush#snoozing in the sun at dawn when its not too hot yet#warming up after spending the cold night cuddled up together to conserve body heat#and they lay in comfortable silence as they start drifting off to sleep again lulled by each others slow breathing#...orz#its been cold these days so i wanted to draw smth warm
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O'saa doodle page cuz ive been playing as him and having him on my party a lot and hes just the coolest
#fear and hunger#fear and hunger termina#funger#fear and hunger 2#fear and hunger o'saa#o'saa#yellow mage#nas'hrah#mastermind#mastermind fear and hunger#samarie#samarie fear and hunger#i hc them to be having a lot of stupid mental talks with eachother that no one else knows abt#they be just looking at eachother in silence while having the mental argument of the century#o'saa is so fucking funny i love this guys#graaa#also edit cuz i know ive been posting a lot lately and i dont really know tumblr's etiquette in regards to posting💔💔 do if someone could#please tell me if its better to organize my doodles in a big post instead of sharing them as i do em#id apreciate it a lot
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WING HOLD
[Part I] & [Part II] And that's it! Extra fluff happy ending 💙✈️❤️️
Even if recycling panels, for my first sequence done with TFs characers is quite an achievement on its own!
Shame to say though: I probably can't make new art in time as planned (I got recent important stuff to deal with irl) but you know what? I enjoyed a ton sharing and looking back at old art. And remember that it can be old for me but fresh for all of you who have never seen it before! And I'm super happy it brought smiles to each one of you: thanks for the support 💞💞💞
And please: if you are still hungry for MORE art of this pairing, I suggest checking @skystarweek 's tumblr blog, socials, and tag. There's lots of amazing art poured for what lasts of the event (and even cool art from past events you can support) so, go on and give them some love!!
#myart#transformers fanart#ifellinrobothellagain#skystarweek2024#skystarweek#skystar#skyfire#starscream#maccadam#shipping to the moon and back#i have been squealing in silence while reading so much sweet words people left on these old artworks and#I FEEL SO FLUFFY AND LIGHTHEARTED in a good way#thanks for all really!!!
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The part 2 of damian asking anya 's hand was so cute, thanks for taking my request
If u accept requests could u plz draw Loid secretly spying on Anya on her date with Damian seeing if he is a good bf or not
#i swear i wasnt planning on making this emotional#djdhdhd#loidy still sees her as his silly lil peanut girl who hates studying and wants a silenced pistol#over a decade has passed since then??? who cares????#loid forger#anya forger#damian desmond#damianya#spy x family#i've been having a very yucky art block. and im still not quite over it but im tryingggg#please bear with me other 2 requests#my art
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obsessed with this 4koma. what do you mean that's your first friend. i mean im guess im not surprised but are you serious
#byakuya togami#danganronpa#fun fact i based that scene in thp chapter 20 off of this 4koma#byakuya reminds me a bit of one of those fathers who will 'have nothing to do with that damn cat'#but then becomes the cat's best friend. except the cat in this case is an ai. bro that's a puter#gah. he wouldve been great friends with chihiro. i just know it i KNOW it#he respects chihiro's intelligence and chihiro respects his strength#even if their friendship is sitting in silence together. venting to each other on occasion#shakes fist. damn it chunsoft..........
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i have been unmedicated for the entirety of spring break and thus have had little interest in writing this down, but i have been thinking about this for the entire week (as well as a dpdc clone danny au that resulted in it becoming its entirely separate batman au that includes a teenage vigilante bruce wayne, an ocarina, and me entirely incapable of making a batman au without making bruce dirt poor but we're not talking about that) and so i've finally went 'fuck it' and forcibly grabbed my laptop. I will get this done in one sitting even if it kills me.
BUT. This is about neither clone^2 danny nor about who i am calling Ocarina Batman. This is about my Danyal Al Ghul Au and more SPECIFICALLY it's me thinking about his relationship with Sam and Tucker specifically.
Tucker and Sam? Adore this asshole (affectionate) with every fiber of their being. And it is very much a reciprocated feeling, but Danny's thoughts will not be delved into much other than he would kill for them.
Tucker? The only person currently capable of getting a deep, loud, belly laugh out of Danny. Sam can get him to smile and to laugh, but it's the kind that's a chuckle-under-the-breath. The quiet, looks-down-while-huffing laughter. Snorts once with laughter and then grins stupidly.
But Tucker? Tucker can crack a slew of stupid jokes and Danny will be incapacitated for the next five minutes because he's laughing so hard that he can't breath. He lands one well-timed pun or quip and Danny will be close to tears. His laughter is their favorite sound in the whole world.
Sam is lowkey jealous of this ability, and she's gotten a belly laugh out of Danny a few times. But alas, it is Tucker who wields this power and has gotten it the most times out of the two of them.
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They're also both physically affectionate with Danny as much as possible. It started roughly around when they were 12-ish, a year since they befriended Danny, and they noticed that he sought after touch but never seemed to initiate (and was in some ways repulsed by it). They started slowly being more touchy with him. Hooking a finger around his to lead him somewhere, tapping his wrist, looping arms. Little touches, grabs, etc, to get him used to it, and once he started doing it back they started increasing it.
It's gotten to a point where he will now just. Lay on them. Like a lizard sunbathing on a rock. Leaning on their backs when they're sitting in class before the bell rings, his chin on their heads. He'll talk about anything with his arms looped around their shoulders.
If they're sitting on a couch at either of their houses, he'll lay his legs on theirs. Him and Tucker will press their feet against the other's and try and push against them (newsflash: Danny always wins, Tucker claims its the ghost strength but Danny's been winning since before his accident)
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Naturally, both Sam and Tucker know where Danny keeps his weapons on his person, and are allowed to grab them off of him if they need it. His only requirement is that they don't lose his weapons if they take it and forget to return it immediately.
They both understand how big of a thing this is from Danny, and so they do their best to treat his weapons with a lot of respect and care because they know its his way of saying he trusts them.
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Sam and Tucker are so fond of Danny it's insane. Like fr. That's their goddamn best friend, and they are so protective of him. Emotionally, physically, you name it. They will tear the head off a grown man if they need to, Danny's had scars since he arrived in Amity Park and Sam and Tucker both are going to find the person who put them there and make them pay for it.
One time, Tucker overheard a bunch of upperclass girls speaking nastily about Danny and about the rumors surrounding him, calling him names like 'freak', 'monster', etc. Danny was with him and heard it, and seemingly appeared unbothered by it, even telling Tucker that he was used to such rumors.
Tucker was so furious that hacked into the school system later that night and tanked those girls grades. They were kicked out of their clubs and had to go to mandatory tutoring for the rest of the year. He made sure to leave some way of letting them know it was him who did it.
And Sam doesn't like using her money for things, doesn't like abusing that wealth. So instead, whenever her parents talk bad about Danny, she causes a media incident that has her parents scrambling to deal with. She does something wild, outrageous by her parents' standards.
She heard some boys on the basketball team making fun of Danny once, similar to those girls had. She kicks up a fuss about something eco-unfriendly at school and forcibly holds a protest on the same day of the big home basketball game, forcing them to cancel the event and reschedule to a visiting school.
She anonymously donates money so that there's new uniforms for the team but oops! Looks like she "forgot" to donate enough money for them to get uniforms for all the team members, and strangely enough those boys in particular didn't get them! Looks like they'll have to wait until more money gets donated for the basketball team to get their new, nice uniforms. The old ones look so ratty in comparison, right?
And since the football team gets most of the sport money, that might just take awhile. And if (and when) they kick up a fuss? oops! Off the basketball team you go, :) such unsportsman-like behavior is unfit for the team.
(The only good thing about how corrupt the school system is is that she can use it to her advantage too.)
The both of them know that Danny suspects them for the sudden misfortune falling on these people, but he doesn't call them out on it. He's kinder than he used to be, but not kind enough to vouch for people who speak badly of him. Sometimes, he might just congratulate them on not getting caught.
Because Danny is their wonderful, hurt friend with a "slightly" Blue and Orange Moral code, and enough scars that people have been calling him a criminal (and worse) since he arrived in Amity Park when he was ten. And they'll be damned if he gets hurt anymore.
#dpxdc#dp x dc#danny fenton is not the ghost king#dp x dc crossover#dpxdc crossover#dpdc#danyal al ghul#its kinda hard to get my thoughts in order bc i am ✨unmedicated✨ rn BUT#this is the gist of it#i could wax poetic about how much sam and tucker adore danny as their friend but alas. the wax is not waxing. it is stuck to the paper#and i am chipping it off with my nail and its getting stuck under it.#ocarina batman has been in my head since friday someone come sedate me. him and pit fighter batman too. who is ALSO a piss poor teenage#bruce wayne who instead of a vigilante and villains is a PIT FIGHTER. he fights blindfolded thats why he's called the bat#ocarina batman's Look is if you combined punk + assassins creed aesthetic together and then gave it an ocarina#the ocarina is because i thought it'd be cool if its how he and robin communicated across long distances bc they didnt have comms#because they are ✨poor✨ and live in a one room apartment in crime alley.#and also the mental image of him sitting on. rooftop ledge in the rain playing 'song of storms' from LoZ was too fantastic to ignore#like bro imagine hearing that as a criminal. you're off doing shady shit with your gang and in the distance you hear the faint and#haunting melody of an ocarina. two of them in a call and response duet. and its getting closer. and you cannot find where#siren type shit fr fr#look he has the assassins creed hood and a long ass coat that has spikes on the end that when flared out looks like the silhouette of a bat#on fucking GOD i am this 👌 close to finding an artist doing commissions to make this for me. i am frothing at the mouth#he is 17-19 years old with his little brother-son Robin. Logically Robin is Dick but in my heart of hearts the first Robin is Jason#and he has perfected the art of getting his older brother to play songs on the pan flute for him. long pitchy whine on his own ocarina#the familiar childlike 'pleeeaaaaaaase?' and he knows he's won when there is a 10s silence on the other end before his brother plays#a lullaby.#look up 'sailor moon - pan flute (relaxing) on youtube' and when there's the thumbnail of two green skinned aliens with long blue and pink#hair. click on it. THAT is the song Bruce plays.#hhhhhhhhhhh frothing at the mouth over this au sooo fucking badly
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I'm not even gonna write an essay on this one, I'm tired and it's rapidly approaching the witching hour so imma just-
Neil is constantly shadow boxing with his fear of being Just Like My Father NOT because he fears that Wesninski Blood but because he fears the fragility of choice. Everything he knows how to do, all of his skills, combined with his natural disposition and temperament really do put him on par with his father - potentially even worse than his father if you think Nathan lacks Neil's ability to meticulously execute a long con.
Ruthless. Manipulative. Intelligent. Sneaky n Stealthy. Fast. Quick learner. Violent. Cut throat. Selective empathy. Observant. Skilled with weapons. Crime prodigy. Improv. Etc etc etc - Nathaniel truly is Nathan's son when you look at Capacity. Neil had very good reason to fear that - he really is a Wesninski in more than just name.
He just chooses to be kind. Chooses to care. Chooses Exy and friends and family and Andrew and Love.
But choices are both iron clad foundations and flimsy whisps in the wind
Neil isn't different from his father because of difference in Capacity. Neil is different from his father because of difference in Choices. And "Is that enough?" is such a scary question when it suddenly involves people he dared to care about.
#the nature of humanity relying on the capacity for monstrosity and the moment by moment decision to choose otherwise#and the life long responsibility to not grow complacent in that option select#yadda yadda humanity as a commitment to not take for granted as a given or whatever#there's an essay there that I don't feel like writing#but I know Neil is a great poster child for it#also#Nathan is a Butcher#and Nathaniel is a Surgeon#that's why it was in everyone's best interest#that Neil was able to choose Love and Exy#Criminal Neil would have been the bane of everyone's existence#ichiro: Someone Put This Child Under My Pay Role And Out Of My Hair Or Else#He's Gonna Fuck Up My Business Otherwise#Neil: Buy My Silence With An Exy Career And One (1) Boyfriend#ichiro: Fine#all for the game#neil josten
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In a different timeline Dead Boy Detectives got a 22 episodes first season and they signed on for three more with the second one coming out in 2025
#and there's real bloopers and a making of and-#filler episodes my beloved#dead boy detectives#save dead boy detectives#posting this again bc i had been silenced#we have yet to see if this works#dbda#dead boy detectives agency#fandom yapping tag
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Tony DiNozzo and Ziva David ↳ UNDER COVERS
#tony dinozzo#ziva david#tiva#ncis#ncisedit#my gifs#my posts#mine: tiva#mine: ncis#userannalise#usersof#cinemapix#userthing#dailyflicks#usersource#tvedit#filmtvdaily#userstream#useroptional#otpsource#did i really make a scene set if i didn't make it 3000 gifs long because i can never decide what to take out#i forgot how hard it was to gif s3 tiva like wow what whiplash this has been. but these are better than my gifs 4 years ago of them#loving the new tumblr sizes bc i can make them bright and it lets me?? madness. still ruins it making them bright but i've accepted my fate#crying that they changed the filter on the first kiss gif like who approved this?? we need to have a conversation.#these match kind of but we will ignore the mess and embrace the green. moment of silence for my ps who had several breakdowns making these#so many things to obsess over still in this. the way she takes his hand? leads him across the room? the confusion on his face? perfection.#anyway it's under covers day tomorrow so here is an under covers set. need them to go frame by frame explaining this episode for my sanity
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Springtime Caresses
IV. Dadstarion, but he's only just figuring that one out.
Good things were happening to Astarion, at least on occasion. It had taken him years to accept that, to trust that his luck wasn’t about to run out at any given moment; to believe that he was worthy of whatever goodness came his way. And things were good, so very good—the Elven woman trancing in his arms was all the proof he needed, was she not? It was thanks to her magic woven into the protective canvas of their tent that he could feel the late morning sun warm his skin. It was her graceful body entangled with his that anchored him to a present worth living, having him excited for the future. It was her heartbeat echoing through his hollow bones that called him back from unwanted dreams, filling the refuge that was their worn tent with the only sound of life that truly mattered to him. It was his favourite melody in all the realms, one he could pick out in the densest of crowds; a tune he knew by his undead heart. And that was why he was still lying awake long past dawn today, holding his breath, listening. Wondering.
What was this faint, fluttering sound rippling through him where Tav’s bare chest pressed against his own?
For nearly half a century Tav’s heart had been singing for Astarion by now, and he took great pride and care in memorising each of her songs. Every piece in his collection was a personal favourite: the steady hum accompanying peaceful nights spent in each other's arms. The giddy pulsing of excitement whenever they were run out of town for a misdeed they might or might not have committed. The urgent pounding of her heart racing him through the throes of passion…But this strange off-tune beat disturbing his rest now, that one was odd—that one was new.
Astarion couldn’t say when he’d first noticed the unfamiliar sound. It might have been there all night, perhaps even longer; it mingled so subtly with his beloved’s heartbeat that it was easy enough to miss—especially when he’d been distracted by all those divine seductions Tav’s body offered him well into the early morning hours. She had tasted so intoxicatingly sweet with his fangs and cock buried deep inside her; the heels of her feet digging into the small of his back, greedily drawing him closer—deeper—as her blood rushed through him, and her legs and cunt had made the framework that was his entire world. It was ridiculously easy for him to lose himself in Tav. She was the one constant in his existence, the dance to which he could anticipate every next move. But now that his hunger for her was sated for the night, and Tav’s heartbeat had calmed into the gentle whisper of slumber, this novel symphony was deafening in Astarion’s sensitive ears. He wet his lips that still tasted of sweet, darling Tav.
Once, Astarion had been very good at ignoring things. It had been a skill long honed, perfected over centuries—how easily had he been able to just close his eyes, turn his back on the ignorant fools sleeping next to him? It had been such a well-rehearsed dance; him knowing what horrors were about to unfold, how irrevocably a life would change. But, night after night, it hadn’t been his life-changing, and so it had been of no consequence to him. Now, though, it was Tav he watched over as she tranced; whom he’d embraced for so many nights and yet not nearly enough. It was her soft, warm breath caressing his skin, making it impossible for him to unhear, let alone ignore, that ominous sound entrancing him. The moment Astarion had acknowledged the lingering change, it had settled in the thus far unoccupied space between him and his beloved. Already, Astarion could feel it deep in his bones—a shift in his world—and for the first time in many many years, he did not quite know what beat he was to dance to. And so the vampire spawn did what he was wont to do: He watched the even rise and fall of Tav’s bosom, filling his empty lungs with air. Slowly, he breathed in and out, tried and failed imitating that melody that was undeniably Tav and yet, somehow, more.
Very slowly it dawned on Astarion, then. How hadn’t it occurred to him before? It would be impossible for him to fall into that familiar, steady rhythm of Tav’s heartbeat this morning because where there had been one heart beating against his chest for all these years, there were now undeniably two.
Astarion’s useless breath caught in his throat. They’d known it was possible; it had been the probability of it all they’d doubted. And yet, here they were. The vampire spawn stared at the elf in his arms. There had been signs, Astarion realised as he reached for the small hand resting on his ribcage, grounding himself. Now that his world was shaking, he could see all the pieces fall into place. Didn’t Tav tire untypically fast lately, while her trances kept her from him well into the evening hours? And didn’t she smell different, too; taste even sweeter? She’d been changing right under his nose, had she not? He couldn’t even recall when he’d last indulged in her moonblood as he watched a well of memories flutter behind Tav’s eyelids. Her pink lips were slightly parted, brushing the gentlest of kisses against his skin as loose strands of her lustrous hair tickled his chin. She was glowing with life, and Astarion couldn’t help but wonder: did she know? Because, to him, it was suddenly clear as day that something had come alive between them—or rather half-alive, Astarion supposed.
Or half-dead, a mean little voice countered inside his head.
Careful not to rouse his beloved from her trance, Astarion slowly untangled himself from Tav’s embrace, feeling at once cold at the absence of her touch. Kneeling next to her, Astarion gently placed Tav’s head on the pillow, brushed a stray lock from the face he could recognise blind. Crimson eyes wandered over Tav’s slight form—lean limbs and restless hands; a traveller’s body that rarely saw the sun. A body that could be better fed and more well rested. A body that could be stronger—a vessel that needed to be stronger for the unnatural presence it held. Deep within him, in a place that had lain dormant for many blissful years, Astarion could feel fear and shame settle. Nothing good tended to come of a union made flesh between mortals and monsters. There was a reason dhampirs were this rare; there was a reason mothers to dhampir children were even rarer. The strain of bearing life from death was too great—and it was entirely Astarion’s fault. But what was he to do? Could anything be done about this…predicament, now? All Astarion knew was that he couldn’t bear seeing Tav suffer; wasn’t she paying such a high price for his affliction already?
But Tav didn’t look like she was suffering, not now and not ever. Astarion scoffed at the discontented frown carved between her eyebrows as her hand searched blindly for his, only relaxing when he laced his cold fingers with hers. It was true, Tav was a little pale and her body bore all the signs of a future that had thus far been unwritten. And yet, now that Astarion bent over her, he could see the slight swell of her belly, the firmness of her breasts and recognise them for what they were. Tav was nothing if not resilient, always believing—knowing—that good things came their way. Had she ever given him reason to doubt her?
Carefully, Astarion rested his cheek below Tav’s navel, and there it was—the epicentre of their future, fluttering against his ear as if Tav had swallowed a little bird. He listened closely to the two heartbeats and tried to learn the intricacies of this new song. The sharp ends of Astarion’s fangs pierced his lower lip as he smiled widely against Tav’s belly. For nearly fifty years he and Tav had made love, and now love had eventually made something in return. But it had only just begun, hadn’t it? There was much to consider. They would have to settle down somewhere; being out in the wilderness, going town to town—it wouldn’t do any longer. They needed a safe place where Tav could gather as much strength as possible, a place where their child could thrive. They needed a home. Everything else would fall into place, surely…
There was another change in Tav’s heartbeat, signalling that she’d woken. It only took a second for her free hand to ghost over Astarion’s arm, his shoulders and the nape of his neck before it found its way into his dishevelled curls.
“What are you smiling about?” Tav asked, a sleepy curiosity laced in her voice that made Astarion look up at her face. He wondered again whether she knew of that second heart beating inside her or not, but Tav was a shit liar, and worse at keeping secrets—unlike Astarion.
He considered her a moment longer before he lifted his head off her middle and laid back beside her. Tav hummed contently as he pulled her against him, resuming their earlier position as if nothing had changed. “Just about how pathetically in love I am with you, and how my love for you only grows each day.”
“Oh, just the usual then,” Tav yawned against his chest, mirroring his smile. “Nothing grand.”
She didn’t know, Astarion was sure of it. And he wouldn’t say anything, not at all. Tav would notice the change in herself soon enough, but for now, it was their secret—Astarion and the little life’s he’d discovered within her. “Nothing grand at all, my dear. Nothing grand at all.”
A good thing was happening to him; he could hear and taste it, feel it grow right there where Tav’s bare chest pressed against his—but who was he to keep that to himself?
“Darling,” Astarion blurted out. “How do you like Baldur’s Gate around…let’s say early Spring, I suppose?”
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