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"Hey- HEY!" Karlach dropped her weapon to the floor, hurrying over to her companion. She heaved her arms under his and quite literally picked him up and dragged him away. "Togame, that's enough!" She called out as she did so, trying to keep a grip on him should he resist but also not containing him too tightly - not wanting to hurt him.
"You keep going like that, you're gonna kill them!" She warned. "I like a fight like the best of them, but not everyone needs to die."
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It felt like the night had only improved since this little 'interview'. She was smiling, feeling warm in many ways. Despite the curse prevailing, she felt comforted. Content.
At the mention of her being the hottest girl in Baldurs Gate, her cheeks had flushed into a shade of purple - though it was near impossible for her to tell she was warm in the face. Though possibly he meant it quite literally, rather than about her appearance. Still, she took the compliment for what it was.
"Either way, it's a date." She winks once more before.
Damn...it really was a nice night.
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Tav appreciated the gesture– enjoyed the contact, even if she were still too hot to linger nearby. He'd felt like an outsider among the group, and that touch, brief as it was, felt... comforting.
"That's a relief," he said with a laugh. "Maybe if th' others get tired 'f me you can change their minds." He watched as her gaze turned from him; her eyes were— well, embers on a dark night was a little on the nose, but it was the best thing he could think of.
He matched her grin at her question, and he leaned in a bit, a glint in his eye. (His cheeks burned a bit, but he hoped Karlach didn't notice it.) "Fancy a date with th' hottest girl in Baldur's Gate? You bet I would. Maybe I'll find some fire-proof flowers. Or a new axe... or maybe both!"
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I'm sorry but the irony of Nico calling Max unprofessional is sending me so bad like sir there's an entire garage full of people, who were literally in the trenches trying to survive the Brocedes fallout while just doing their jobs, who might have a few things to say about your (& Lewis') level of professionalism at that time 😭✋️
#f1#formula 1#formula one#max verstappen#nico rosberg#lewis hamilton#brocedes#like niki lauda had to try multiple times to literally parent trap them to try and get them on speaking terms it never worked#because one would arrive they'd see the other and the other would leave#& if i remember correctly the garage crew would swap around from race to race as a like see we aren't favouring anybody gesture 😭#and thats no shade to nico because it was both of them contributing to that environment#his comment re max is just making me laugh#like if i was a part of the pr/media team - which is a part of the degree I'm working on irl - at merc that year i would've lost the plot#like its insane reflecting on it nearly a decade later but the poor souls just trying to do their job in the eye of that storm#truly gods strongest soldiers#ngl the professional comment irks me a bit because its not like max is engaging in inappropriate work place behaviour#he's engaging in another aspect of racing that his involvement raises awareness of & that makes racing more accessible#& we all know how inaccessible not only getting into racing is but also to continue to pursue the further along you go#theres so many stories of 1 sibling giving up racing so the other can keep going because the family can't afford for them both to race#its a huge financial strain & we only see a handful of drivers talk about that & try to do something to change it#and nicos fellow sky sports commentators are routinely unprofessional on so many levels#additionally max had a lot of valid reasons to be annoyed at his team today#but alas he's not english so he's ungrateful#i hate that drivers can't criticise their teams or car without immediately being branded as bratty & ungrateful#ESPECIALLY WHEN THEIR JOB IS TO GIVE FEEDBACK#you can see the double standards from sky when say Lando or George have complaints with their team/car v the likes of Max and Yuki#especially Yuki my god the things i would do to get the British media to leave him alone#this was a jokey post at one point and then became a rant whoops lmao#I'll leave it that before i write an actual essay here 😭✋️
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i was scrolling thru my procreate and realized i never posted this! i think i was embarrassed bc i traced the line art from screenshots of the movie, but ah well. i think it was a fun idea so i’m posting it with that disclaimer!
#hearth art#tlt#alecto the first#alecto the ninth#ntn#nona the ninth spoilers#ntn spoilers#tlt spoilers#i feel my fellow soldiers in the alectopause deserve this
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soldier, poet, king
#bbc merlin#merlin#arthur pendragon#lancelot#lancelot du lac#soldier poet king#to all my fellow kings out there#i just couldn’t resist this was my first thought when this song got viral#merthur#sneaking the tag cuz it’s always about them anyway#can’t believe i’m drawing merlin in 2023 guys
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Karlach already started to feeling the relief as Amalica walked over - beaming. If she was confident, then surely Karlach can be as well. Karlach smiled, but it was fragile even as Amalica sat beside her. Hearing what the drow had to say, she glanced over to find that - yes, they certainly seemed to be as ready as they'll ever get.
Karlach took a deep breath. It shuddered as she exhaled. "I-I think so... I keep telling myself this isn't like the last dozen or so times I've been on a table... Trying to trick my stupid fucking brain that this isn't going to turn out like I worry it would."
Another breath, her eyes closed. When they opened, the mask had been replaced. Her fragility hidden from the world for now. She couldn't afford to fall at the last hurdle. Not now... Not when everyone had worked so hard. All eyes were on her... It was time to show up.
"Right. I'm ready... Just... You'll be here when I wake back up, right?" Karlach asked Amalica as she stood up. Her tail flicked nervously, but other wise she at least appeared steady. A well-worn act.
The Blushing Mermaid... now that Ethel wasn't running the show, Amalica was positive that the tavern would be happy to serve the collection of wayward heroes. Perhaps they even owed them, for saving their captain, if they wanted to be pedantic about the whole thing--
Maybe having other people indebted to them wasn't such a bad thing after all...
Amalica nodded, holding her friend close as she was squeezed tight -- warm, comforting. Karlach would move the whole of Toril for their little band - and now it was time for them to return the favor.
Amalica hadn't forgotten - far from it.
When they weren't trying to track down Shadowheart's old cloister, or Astarion's crotchety old bastard of a sire, her mind had buzzed with plans for how Karlach's surgery was going to go.
All of their companions had been entirely on board with helping increase her comfort with the operation - Gale armed and ready with Sleep, and Halsin and Jaheira on standby with spellslots ready for healing when the Tiefling reawakened.
A glimpse over, and she caught her friend's stare.
She matched her friend's fear with her full confidence, giving her a brief smile before striding over and plopping down next to where Karlach had planted herself before the operation.
"Are you ready? I think Dammon and Zanner are just about set--"
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i think you guys are onto smth..
i unironically got invested in this HELP
#WHERES THE FIC AT IF SOMEONE WRITES THIS I WILL PAY THEM A HUNDRED DOLLARS😭😭#kunikida serving the country while dazai's serving cunt😔#dazai was born to malewife but forced to manipulate and i think that's the greatest tragedy of bsd#anyway some facts i would like to share abt this au thay i came up w while drawing!!#takes place in 1939 (start of wwii) and there was a mandatory draft that required one male over eighteen from each house to serve#both of them are still twenty two and had been engaged for abt two years before getting married that year#newlyweds! unfortunately kuni had to go fight and they were seperated :(#before the war kunikida was a math teacher at the local high school and dazai obviously managed the household and didn't work#he's hopeless at cooking and meal prep even w recipie books so they either get those prepackaged meals or kuni makes dinner when he gets ba#so like when he's making lunch for kunikida he normally just packs a basic sandwich w raw fruit#kunikida always appreciates the effort even tho hes probably sick of having the same thing everyday but he won't complain abt it#when kunikida joined the army he was relieved that the mess hall had better food than dazai#he was the only one in his platoon that never complained abt the food so his fellow soldiers assumed it was bc he came from a tough bg#when in reality he was just used to being poisoned on a daily basis from his dumbass husbands cooking and was hardly fazed from army ration#they write to each other although its more dazai sending and kuni receiving bc hes off fighting and doesnt have time to write back#dazai talks abt life on the homefront and how he has to grow a victory garden (everything is DYING HE CANT EVEN RAISE TOMATOES)#and kuni writes abt his fellow soldiers and how the war is going and when he thinks he'll be home and how he misses sleeping in a bed#ANYWAY yea thought i'd share sry for infodumping in the tags again#this post is for like the four ppl that care abt this specific flavor of knkdz so hopefully this gets four notes at least#bungou stray dogs#bungo stray dogs#dazai osamu#osamu dazai#kunikida doppo#doppo kunikida#kunikidazai#knkdz#lotus draws#bro sry for posting at two in the morning i couldnt sleep until i got this out of my head they have infested my brain
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Karlach propped herself up where she laid by the campfire. Not that she needed the warmth, moreso she needed the company. She watched Katya for a moment taking deep swigs from the bottle in her hand.
"I like my liquor as much as the next person - believe me! - but shouldn't you slow down at least a little? Can't have you hungover when we're trying to fight our way through those little shits." Karlach questioned, referring to the upcoming battle against the Goblins.
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Karlach, again, fell silent. Giving Kytes the stage to talk as much or as little as he needed. The space and comfort to do so at his own pace. She kept her gaze down for the most part, only looking up for only a second here and there, just to check in on his posture - trying to gauge if he was uncomfortable or not. Or rather, more uncomfortable.
She blinked a little, once her eyes were focused on the knots of the old tree the wooden table was once from. He was born with a poorly heart? It made sense...it certainly would explain why he looked so sickly all the time. Karlach did wonder, at one point, if he was a vampire as well alongside Astarion - but the lack of fangs soon proved that.
Karlach's eyes were soft when they had looked up once more. She was slightly stunned - but this no doubt was how people were around her when Dammon gave his news. Kytes was dying? Same as she...
"I-I see..." Karlach stammered slightly through her own disbelief. She took a deep breath to allow the news to settle. "Huh...then I guess you do understand how I feel. I'm sorry to hear it's happening to you as well... Guess what they say is true. Bad things really do happen to good people, eh?" She tried to smile, but her eyes were still heavy with sadness.
"But hey, you may still have time. Maybe you can hang around our wizard friend a little more after all this is over, get him to cast Wish or some shit on you, get at least one of us fixed up."
Her softened words and posture definitely helped set him a little more at ease, even if it was only subconsciously realized. Consciously, he couldn't help but relate slightly. That feeling of shrinking oneself smaller ; that agony of having something others could only talk about, but not really understand.
He shifted in his seat, sitting back a bit and briefly wetting his lower lip, fingers brushing his own hair back behind his ear, crossing his ankles under the table as he sat forward again to rest his arms over the wood. All small gestures of self-soothing in an unfamiliar situation.
His eyes were the last to trail upward properly, the corner of his lips giving another uncertain twitch, before he gave a lopsided shrug and glanced down again.
"I do." A small pause. It wasn't as though he'd never, ever talked about this before, but it was the first in a long while he'd brought it up ahead of being asked about it. The only one he'd talked about it to lately was his Guardian. He gave another small gesture at his chest. "My hear--tt. Was born si--c--kk."
It was a large part of why his complexion was such an unhealthy pale, rivaled only by that weird vampire elf, the shade around his sunken eyes a little too dark, and his overall stature more gaunt and teenager-like than his actual age.
He gave another one-sided shrug and glanced back down at fidgeting fingers, the resignation of someone who had mostly given up a long time ago on trying to fight the inevitable.
"They say, 'gain and again, -----gonna die young. Nothing-----be done 'bou'i-tt-t-t. Any day now." Another dim shrug, his voice nearing whisper-soft. "I underst-t-t---stand."
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Hyrule Warriors - 10th Anniversay!
Here is my wallpaper piece for @hyrulewarriorszine
This is by far, my largest and most ambitious illustration that I was able to fully rendered and completed. And super happy with how it turned!
Please go check out the Hyrule Warriors 10th Anniversary zine: Denouement of War. It's a free digital zine filled with incredible fanworks by super awesome group of artists and writers.
#legend of zelda#hyrule warriors#denouement of war#zine#zine release#link#hero of warriors#hylian soldiers#proxi#just link hanging out with his bros and fellow colleagues in the army#on morning break and eating pumpkin stew#also giving the NPCs the attention that they deserve
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Spy shitpost dump 🔪
Emesis blu but if it was toxic yaoi <3
#tf2#team fortress 2#tf2 spy#tf2 blu spy#tf2 blu soldier#tf2 soldier#freedom fries#tf2 shitpost#tf2 meme#tf2 edit#emesis blue#i love my wife#this is for the fellow spy simps#I really wanna draw my slutty coke spy oc but I got art block
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#incorrect tf2 quotes#tf2#engineer tf2#scout tf2#tf2 spy#spy tf2#sniper tf2#pyro tf2#tf2 soldier#twitter quotes#they're so silly#team fortress 2 headcanons#incorrect quotes#tf2 incorrect quotes#the silly#yippee#the sillies#can you tell this game has me in a chokehold#they're all I can think about#send help#enjoy my fellow tf2 goobers#tumblr quotes
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Karlach stood there still, unmoved by this conversation at hand. But more was happening than it may appear. She may have looked around disinterestedly, yet she was marking where her party was. Some were gathering information. Others trying to sabotage where they could. Karlach almost missed it, but a faint glimmer by the alcohol keg of a liquid being poured in made her lip twitch slightly into a smile. But it was quickly altered.
The would-be smirk turned into more of a wince. She could feel something pressuring on her mind. Like someone leaning against a locked door. A sideways glance, and a narrowing of eyes in the hobgoblins direction - before the let that door open.
Handy little shits, these tadpoles...
'This shithole isn't exactly massive. We'd be fine finding them on our own. No one gives anything away for free, so whats the game plan here? What do you want from us?' She spoke back telepathically.
Rakatak looks at her out of the corner of her eye again, but this time? There's a smile on her face. Faint, slightly grim, but very present and no small amount of anticipatory. Rather than keep talking in a way that could easily be overheard by just anyone wandering around, the paladin lifts a hand, rubbing at the side of her neck. Her eyes narrow, and suddenly her voice is in Karlach's brain.
Not quite as simple as emptying out this fetid hovel, no. There are three leaders - a goblin, a drow and... regrettably, another hobgoblin. I will show you the layout of the building to enable you to make your preparations.
A pause. Something tugs at her lip, but she's able to tamp it down - even mentally - and keep going. Should such a thing actually be necessary. I would advise some discretion, if you don't wish to fight your way in and out, but whatever course of action you take, I will lend my assistance. These heretics must be burnt out.
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Plotted starter with @chaoticbard
Karlach was not afraid to talk about her condition. Really, she should be. She didn't know these people - they could have poor intentions for all she knew. Perhaps it was the loneliness that made her lips so loose, or maybe it was the feeling that maybe if she remained truthful with them, they will grant the same in return. Form a closer knit between their collective, in time.
So, when Alaara approached her with questions, she wasn't timid about answering them. The dragonborn had found her trying to pick up a flower, admiring it before it quickly turned to cinders. Karlach sighed. Dammons work had certainly done something, the engine ran smoother for sure, but she was still unable to touch...
She brushed herself down as she stood up when Alaara approached, asking about the engine. "It's a source of hellfire," Karlach smiled, but her eyes seemed slightly glazed. "It was a prototype... I was the only one to survive the procedure. That I know of, anyway. It's made from internal iron, which isn't exactly easy to come back. We're insanely lucky Dammon knew where to find some!" She paused a moment, to see if Alaara had any other enquiries.
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unusual crush
#tf2#team fortress 2#my art#helmet party#rocket science#spy#soldier#engineer#engineer tf2#soldier tf2#spy tf2#soldier just wants tips from his fellow american teammate :)
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Netflix Mail Day!
I'm still making a card for every petition comment, and I just want to say how lovely it is to read about the joy this show brings and how much it means to everyone. I appreciate every one of you still making art, still writing, still creating, and still screaming to get our beloved show renewed. You are all amazing and I'm so glad to be part of this fandom ❤️
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#dead boy detectives#dbda#save dead boy detectives#renew dead boy detectives#i see so many of you shouting on twitter and you are truly the fandoms strongest soldiers#i do my best but twitter is a lot for this introverted bean#bless you all for getting the tag trending and commenting on articles and posts all the time#kudos to my fellow letter writers- i feel very old man yells at clouds but also the thought of the Netflix Intern opening these sparks joy#i think this is the most i've written since university (RIP my wrist)#lou speaks#dbda letter project
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