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justporo · 5 months
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I'm desperately trying to get things done before the end of the year and thought: man, I'd like Astarion telling me to concentrate and keep going. So I quickly wrote this as a reminder to myself that Astarion would believe in me and tell me to keep it up - maybe it helps you too...
Astarion is watching you and he'd much rather you focus again, love!
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“You’re distracted again, love”, Astarion whispered to you and softly squeezed you where his hands were on your hips.
“Oh, am I?”, you snarled and tried to turn around - but the vampire wouldn’t let you. So you only turned your head to glower at him.
You sat comfortably on his lap and tried to get writing done you desperately needed to get finished. For hours you had tried but it just had been an uphill battle the whole time.
Not wanting to just keep listening to your complaints, Astarion had come over and softly nudged you to get up so he could sit down and gently place you down on his lap. You had let it happen with a soft sigh, already feeling a bit better with his presence surrounding you.
“My love, if your writing is as colourful as your curses that must be a masterpiece already”, he had said in a low teasing tone.
And you had chuckled hysterically and then almost started to cry. When you had wanted to bury your face in your hands, Astarion had caught your wrists and leaned as close as possible to gently whisper to you.
“I know you can do this, my heart”, he had whispered directly into your ear, making all your hairs stand on end. “You’re brilliant, my sweet, utterly incredible - this stack of paper just doesn’t know it yet”, he had continued while his hands had reassuringly massaged your arms and shoulders.
“I’ll try to keep that in mind”, you had replied still not fully convinced.
Astarion had made a low noise of disapproval, then he had wrapped his arms completely around your waist and pressed a kiss to your cheek.
“Be a dear then, remind me again, how clever and amazing you are”, he had demanded of you. And then he had went on to talk everything through with you. Making you spell out all of your concerns, what you had planned, what you wanted to achieve.
And in talking about it with him you already felt how the knots in your stomach and in your head seemed to loosen, if just a little.
When you had reached a point where you had felt motivated again to jump back into writing, Astarion had smiled victoriously to himself and had kept watching you work. Evenly stroking down your back in a calming, steadying manner he had leaned his head on his hand, propped up on the side of the chair, and admired how beautiful you looked when you were so deep in your thoughts. How you furrowed your brows, how you tapped the quill against the paper in impatience when a word didn’t come to you immediately.
And he made sure you wouldn’t distract yourself more than needed by calling you out whenever your mind seemed to wander. Just like he had just done.
“Maybe you are distracting me”, you pouted at the vampire while he tapped the tip of your nose with his index finger with a grin.
“Exactly the opposite, darling”, he replied and you saw the sparkle in his red eyes. Softly but with determination he grabbed your chin and turned your head away from him and angled it down: towards your stack of papers and the unfinished writing.
“Focus now and write, my dear, I’ll reward you for it later, if you’re going to be a good girl now”, Astarion promised in a low, almost rumbly voice and pressed a kiss directly behind your ear, making you shiver.
You took a deep breath and took up your work again - you needn’t be told twice now.
Your vampire proudly kept watching you: “Keep going, you beautiful thing!”
~~~ And now I really need to get back to my own writing - abdwelfqwdwg...
(Sorry, forgot tags, ah): Tag list: @spacebarbarianweird @sunfire-ancunin @tragedybunny @dependsonthedream @tallymonster @magazzne @micropoe10 @aoirohi @my-bunny-prince @lumienyx @fayeriess @darlingxdragon
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akire2002 · 22 days
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Some friendly pats. Lately I've been struggling to find the motivation to draw and I haven't been feeling very well mentally, but thanks to BG3 and the fandom and my amazing friends, I'm gradually getting back the desire to keep getting better at drawing and being creative. When I see all those adorable Tav/Durge characters, I want to pat and hug them all. Thank you all for giving me hope to keep creating. I would definitely like to make more gifs like this in the future to show my gratitude to the community. The adorable character on the right belongs to: @midnigtartist (The first moment i saw Dotty I wanted to give her a little pat, I love her so much and I thank the artist for giving me hope ♥)
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demigod-of-the-agni · 6 months
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A DEVIL REBORN
Happy Halloween!!! A detailed ID will be placed under the cut (it's close to being 1K i could literally post this to Ao3)
p1. ड्याम्म (dyamma) - Nepali for "(feeling) full", "hitting something"
p3. Chutiya - Hindi for "idiot", "moron" and other related insults
p5. க்ரீச் (kreech) - Tamil onomatopoeia describing scraping/screeching sounds
[Extended Image ID: DYAMMA! Slamming his hands on a table, Achanba Okram finds himself in the darkness of his laboratory. He is wearing black clothes and a white lab coat on top, and has a bowl cut with rectangular glasses.
His thoughts whirl within boxes that are coloured gold and are outlined with red; they put a voice to the uneasy feelings Okram knows are stirring inside of him. The thought boxes read:
With Pavitr gone, I finally have time to string my thoughts together. Half-drowned answers bleed out of my pores. Coalescing like some great, abysmal creature of unknown origin.
Bracing his hands against the table, Okram is acutely aware of his body, of the gaping holes in his back that bubble with demonic energy. His thoughts narrate, My body quakes when I begin to question, wracked with paranoia. With dread, as if the idea of what I had to face was unbearable.
The holes in back — four of them, spaced evenly from each other — begin to ooze golden liquid, hot like fire and viscous like tar.
And yet, Okram thinks, I felt it all the same: that crawling, scintillating horror of my reality. Of my tainted flesh and blood. My being here is the work of demonic forces.
Golden arms, fluid yet bony, powered by some otherworldly thing, unravel from the void in his back. They flounder and expand around him, filling the lab with a cold glow. The fingers are tipped with talons, and, if he looked hard enough, Okram swears they are edged with blood.
I died years ago, Okram thinks. I lost my humanity to the fire of the devil's madness. Thus, the question remains: what is the future of Achanba Okram, a DEVIL REBORN?
The lights of the lab suddenly brighten, and Okram hears him before he sees him. His arms register the presence of the other person, immediately unraveling and slipping out of reality. Just outside, Pavitr Prabhakar's voice calls, "HEY, DOCTOR OKRAM! Sorry I'm late! Traffic was abysmal today."
Pavitr's entrance catches Okram by surprise, and he stutters out, "PAVITR?! You- ah- you have one of your shifts today?"
His thoughts reprimand him, You CHUTIYA! Pavitr always has his shifts on Tuesdays!
Pavitr is unaware of Okram's turmoil, sauntering into the laboratory while hefting up a white plastic bag. He's wearing a black and white flannel shirt, and he has circular earrings. Pavitr's eyes are trained on the bag in his hand. He answers Okram's question with, "Yeah, I do. I, uh, got a little hungry along the way (I'm always so hungry)." Pavitr whispers the last part as he lifts the bag up. He continues, "so I went and bought some vada pav, and—"
He suddenly pauses, his eyes locking onto Okram. He can't tell what is going beyond Pavitr's eyes, but the other man's analysing gaze unnerves Okram to a degree beyond description.
(In Pavitr's POV: his Spider-Sense was just triggered. Red and gold squiggly lines emanate from and surround his head in a halo.)
Pavitr lowers the bag slightly in concern. "Uhm," Pavitr says "are you okay, Doctor?"
Dread and fear floods Okram's system. Suddenly he is hyperaware of everything in the room, including the golden arm that has sprouted from his back and was lying on the workbench behind him, right in Pavitr's line of sight.
Play dumb! Okram's mind screams at him. Accordingly, Okram replies, a tad too tightly, "Of course I am, Pavitr! Why wouldn't I be?"
KREECH. The golden arm scrapes its taloned fingers across the table, no doubt giving away its location.
Okram chuckles nervously, sweating almost immediately, at which his mind howls, Not that dumb!
Pavitr narrows his eyes at Okram and at the golden arm on the workbench. "Are those...demonic arms?" he asks Okram, a shadow crossing his face.
(In Pavitr's POV: In the back of his mind, Pavitr sees a vague and faded image forming in response to seeing the arms. He remembers Doctor Octopus, the man with two extra sets of arms who had attacked him many years ago; he was one of the first villains Pavitr fought as Spider-Man. But... Doctor Octopus died a long time ago. Perhaps...?)
"Oh, Doctor..."
Pavitr's gaze softens as he asks, "Are you being haunted by demons? Have you been attacked by them? Why didn't you tell me? I'm so sorry this has been happening to you. I can't imagine how stressful this is for you." A moment, and then, "Do you want to talk about?"
Okram hides his face in his hands, quickly responding, "No, I'm alright, Pavitr."
Pavitr walks forward, placing his bag down and reaching down to place a reassuring hand on Okram's shoulder. "But, Doctor, men of your generation have ignored their mental health for too long."
"Yes, I know," Okram sighs.
"It'll be okay, Doctor," Pavitr promises, "we can figure something out!"
"And what?" Okram asks somewhat sarcastically. "You will be here with me 'every step of the way'?"
"One hundred percent!" Pavitr says.
Behind them, one of Okram's demonic arms reaches out to peer at Pavitr and Okram; if an arm could be happy, it certainly was. The arm is seemingly pleased with Pavitr's helpful and understanding nature. /.End ID]
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synth-operator · 3 months
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It's in the way you're always hiding from the light
See for yourself, you have been sitting on a time bomb
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yes im bound to make a toilet oc so i have a toilet dog, look at it meow. just throw a roll of toilet paper at it and it'll get playful
An uncontrollable experiment, Feral Trapper Skibidi Toilet. A fairly average-sized toilet turned and given into a violent and large canine-like upgrade to lure and destroy.
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cuddlebugmonster · 4 months
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Here have the babies
From left to right:
Fry(Raph's first born), Annie, Lou, Chance, Lucky
XD i look like a giant Saint Bernard that kids just love to climb on XD I love this so much and the strawberry backgrounds is just darling <3<3<3<3<3333
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Annie “ DAD ! DAD CAN WE KEEP IT !!” :D
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y-rhywbeth2 · 2 months
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Meanwhile Act 3 rolls around in my canon and Durge is wandering around town with their new lover, holding hands and cuddling and sappy normal-romance shit and Gortash is watching through whatever spy network he has with absolute confusion because that is just so alien: how much damage did Orin do to them?? It's unnatural!
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dollypopup · 24 days
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like. . .are any other Polin fans out there that do not give a singular flying fuck about Debling? we should form a club lol because from the very bottom of my heart and with my whole chest: I could not care less about him. Not sorry, I'm tuning into S3 for Pen and Colin and Pen and Colin alone
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hellafluff · 1 day
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Mori got roped into wearing @saruin 's new set with Markus and Lana didn't want to be left out. Fracta missed the memo and doesn't understand why everyone is half naked.
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macchitea · 11 months
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doodling some old ocs
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dustyhyena · 1 year
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i like to think they get along surprisingly well
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rielzero · 4 months
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Well. That took like 8 hours??? I honestly just wanted it done so I could draw other things haha.
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Guess I'm making this my new phone background or tumblr banner, will have to see.
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here's the timelapse btw: Link
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hamptrrrr · 4 months
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Art trade with anon!! feat. The darling baby sister of Velvet and Veneer!! God I had so much fun finally fixing this up. Thank you once again for the opportunity, friend!!
Antis and Minors DNI, please.
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baylardian-1 · 10 months
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been working on developing a captain for a ship that philippa would be serving on as an XO. i dont have a name for her yet WHOOPS alien names hard. ship's name is probably the Arcadia. :)
she's a well-renowned science girl nepo baby. her mother was an andorian zhen who'd managed to conceive without a reproductive bond. subsequently she's only half andorian, i imagine she's mostly half human, but her mother may have been tampering with some other species genetics in order to make up for the lost genetic materials of the three other andorian sexes necessary to create a child. (it's wishwashy in beta canon that zhen contribute genetically to the children they carry, i'm going with YES for this for simplicity's sake lol)
she's a little sickly always due to the unnatural circumstances to her existence, things don't perfectly coexist within her. but that hasn't stopped her from pursuing her dreams and she's always had her mother's support (idk if she's still around, her daughter's kind an old lady now). philippa thinks she's really cool and idolizes her for overcoming her obstacles (and strange appearance) and still managing to achieve captain. she had specifically requested philippa to be her commanding officer. philippa relates to her upbringing a lot, though she's envious of the captain's relationship with her mother, given her own relationship with her mother is so strained at times.
two of these are @maliciousalice's drawings that i colored <3
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a-lonely-dunedain · 3 months
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@queen-scribbles How about all 3! Sure is lucky his best friend is a cook who somehow always has nice hot soup with her at all times (elf magic probably), and instead of a cat he has his delightful wolfhound Ornrif <3
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idlenight · 9 months
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Got around to making one of these, with the stats of my most recent Retribution playtrough.
So here is a quick overview of River Becker aka Sidestep.
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revclver-jesus · 7 months
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 A VIVISECTION OF ME           
                                                      𝐃𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐁𝐘 𝐆𝐎𝐃 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐓𝐎 𝐒𝐄𝐄 !
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