I really love the personality descriptions on the character sheets that came with the digital deluxe edition of the game:
- “Astarion drips with charm before everyone he meets. How much of it is an act, even he himself isn’t sure of anymore.”
- “Gale uses his intelligence as a shield for navigating most areas of his life. Behind that wide vocabulary he hides a wounded heart, one more vulnerable than he cares to admit.”
- “Karlach is overwhelmed by her good fortune at every turn: She had given up on leaving Hell, but now finds old scars might heal after all.”
- “While Lae'zel is determined to solve her problems as efficiently as possible, she increasingly finds her curiosity sparked by the new world she is in.”
- “Personality is a luxury to Sharrans who regularly must travel clearminded without it. The odd thing slips through: [Shadowheart’s] favourite animals are mice, and she finds herself humming songs that she never heard before.”
- “The very picture of selflessness, Wyll has never put himself before anyone in his life. Even his very pact was a personal sacrifice made to bring others out of peril.”
im not a people pleaser anymore im a huge cunt now
me after setting one (1) boundary
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We have two main holes on our lower half. Our buttholes and our nut holes. Also the Aretha
Franklin??????????????
The Turtle?
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Once I finally have an actual flat and job, I’m gonna start a thing where I invite all my friends over for dinner. And there’s gonna be a dress code but it’s just “that one outfit you never have any chance to wear”. Flapper dress? Awesome. Medival gown that you got at a renesaince fair but don’t actually know what to do with? Yes! Prom dress? Of course! Cosplay you made for that one convention? Definitely. Pikachu onsie? What would be more fitting?
Why did this post suddenly blow up? Several hundred people reblogged this over the last two days. Are we all just really feeling the isolation or?
Dreaming of having a party is a big coronavirus mood I guess
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Oh to be an older brother in a disney channel original movie and have caution tape on my bedroom door and call my younger sibling a dweeb
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The fae smiled, sharply: “Give me your name, child.”
“Uhhhhh. Stick.”
“What.”
“Does Leaf work better? I’m just kinda looking around this clearing. Look, I’m trans, I haven’t decided on one yet, I’m throwing some spaghetti at the wall, you know how it is.”
Fae are born with features sharp and narrow, yet this one seems to soften as Moss looks at it. Its grin— sharp, teeth gleaming, its eyes— cutting, searching, the jut and pull of its jaw enough to scratch glass. It does not blink. Branch does not blink. It softens.
“I said, give me your name, child.”
“I still haven’t picked one,” Grass defends, even now still hoping for a way out of a faeries deal.
“No. But your parents did. Give me your name, child, and it shall no longer be yours. The entity of your name shall no longer exist, and you will be free for whichever name you choose— Leaf, or Stick, or Lichen.”
“…oh.” says Petal, and in the next moment a name falls from their lips. It is not their name. It never has been. The fae is sharp and cutting and witty, that moment of softness an imagined slight.
“Very well, child. Be warned of mushroom circles, should you lose your name again.”
“Okay,” Mushroom smiles, and the Fae pulls itself away from their reality in a swirl of feathers and silk.
When they go home for the first time in two months, their mother frets over them in a way she had not since they were a child, and she calls them by no name at all.
*does the football touchdown symbol with my arms* @shadeshadow234 IS THE MVP!!!! LOVE THIS SHIT!!!
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