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virtualmish · 2 months
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hehe
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primamchorus · 16 days
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kneeghost · 4 months
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born to be abused
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orphyd · 1 year
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A quiet and non-eventful last day of winter to close out the Henderson-Clements' first year.
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maskenjager · 1 year
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Nahyuta for Ace Attorney Meiji Tarot
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t-rina · 20 days
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You have news, Saru.
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petorahs · 3 months
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who let bro cook and be the most beautiful lovable amazing character ever
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kaiotisk · 1 year
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some older art/designs of my BABY GIRL kyre!! she’s an aasimar monk and has almost completed the innocent-bean-to-jaded-war-hero pipeline
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doortotomorrow · 1 year
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ICONIC LINES FROM THE 100 - Bellamy Blake
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chippers900 · 8 months
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It's ADVENTURE TIMEEE!!
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shiniestcrow · 2 months
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Sage freezes the first time they come across a mirror after Volo's failed attempt at extracting the parasite.
Really, it could have been much worse all things considered. Sure, they lost their eye but the prosthesis Volo gave them really balanced things out. Their sight isn't even worse for wear. And on top of that, they now don't have to rely on magic or potions to see invisibility. Worth the pain, really.
And yet, that first glance at their face makes them freeze up. They turn to fully face the mirror. Their reflection feels... off. Rationally, they know why. Their eye colour changed. Gone is the extremely pale grey, replaced by a strange mix of blue and green. And that is exactly it, isn't it?
It's gone. Their original eye colour is fully gone, never to be seen again.
Sage closes their eyes and turns away from the mirror. It doesn't matter.
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That evening, Sage keeps staring into the flames of the campfire, mind returning to the sight of their reflection.
"Hey, you," Karlach startles them out of their thoughts, and Sage can't help but smile at her as she sits down next to them. They note the careful distance she always keeps, just close enough that Sage can feel the heat coming off her without risking any accidental touch.
"Hey," they answer, mildly distracted by the reflections of the fire on her skin.
"Soo," Karlach says, drawing the word out. Sage finally notices the discomfort she is projecting.
They open their mouth, but Karlach is faster: "Are you alright?"
Sage blinks. And then blinks again because their new eye still feels a little strange.
"Sure," they say, shrugging. "Why?"
Karlach leans towards them then, staring at their face. No, at their eyes. "Because of that. You keep blinking, and you looked like you were freaking out a bit when you looked into that mirror earlier today."
Ah. Had they really been that obvious? Sage leans back on their hands, and Karlach gets the hint, immediately moving back too.
"It's fine. Just something to get used to." They smile grimly. "Besides, it was my choice. I knew the risk."
"Yeah, about that. I didn't want to ask and make you uncomfortable before, but why did you let that weird guy poke out your eye?"
Sage snorts and immediately tries to hide it behind their hand. Karlach just smiles at them.
They shrug. "Figured one of us should let him try on the off-chance that he could actually get the parasite out."
Karlach stops smiling. "And it had to be you because...?"
They shrug again. "I could hardly ask any of you to try it. No, I'm the one that wanted to know, so I'm the one that had to do it."
"Not that I'm volunteering him, but maybe Wyll could have tried? Considering that one of his eyes is already fake."
Sage winces. "Uh, best not to interfere with an eye given to you by your patron. Speaking from experience here."
Karlach stares at them for a moment. "You mean..." She points between her own eye and Sage's left one. "That one isn't natural?"
They can't help themself; they laugh. "Oh no, no. That one used to be grey, too. Turned black when I made my pact. It lets my patron properly see what I see, and I can still use it, so it's not really a drawback for me."
"Right," Karlach says.
There is a moment of silence.
Karlach eventually breaks it, sounding somewhat hesitant. "So, your original eye colour was that pale grey, right?"
Sage nods. They're pretty sure they know where Karlach is going with this. They're not happy about it.
"And one of your eyes turned black."
They nod again and look away. Better to stare into the fire than see whatever expression Karlach is making.
"And now the other one was replaced, too."
They don't nod this time, just shrug. "Yep. I'm all out of grey."
Karlach makes an unhappy noise in the back of her throat, and Sage looks up, alarmed.
"Gods, I wish I could hug you right now and smooch that stupid face of yours," Karlach whines, flopping on her back dramatically.
Sage snorts again. They really can't help themself around her. They also have to stop themself from patting her arm patronisingly, no matter how funny it would be in their head.
"It's fine, really," they say instead. "Like I said, I'll get used to it. And it's not like people ever stopped staring at my eyes. First, it was because they were too pale and then because one was black. That part hasn't changed."
"But it's not fair!" Karlach sits up again, pointing a finger at Sage. "You should be able to keep your eye colour of all things!"
"Karlach," Sage smiles softly at her. They have the feeling that her reaction isn't entirely due to what happened to them. "You're very sweet, but keep in mind that this is entirely the result of my own choices. I chose to make my pact and I chose to let Volo poke around the way he did. I could have told him to stop at any point. I didn't. I wanted to see if he would be successful and was willing to accept both pain and consequences. In fact, him having a replacement ready that would still let me see out of it is a very fortunate outcome. It's okay. I'm okay."
Karlach doesn't cry, but she does sniffle quietly. Sage, too, wishes they could hug her.
"I liked the grey," she mumbles, but there is a small smile back on her face. Sage returns it readily.
"I just hope that wasn't the only thing you liked about me. Might make me regret my choices after all."
Karlach laughs and Sage feels warm inside. This is better. Karlach shouldn't be sad. Especially not on their behalf. No, Karlach deserves to be happy. And if Sage can help with that, well, they're determined to do everything in their power to do exactly that.
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gameraboy2 · 1 year
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Hey Look - Donald McAlpin
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kneeghost · 7 months
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abyssus abyssum invocat
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barrowsteeth · 3 months
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when you wake up in the middle of the night and decide it’s a good idea to revisit THAT episode of the bright sessions 🌹 🎶💔
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sgtbradfords · 3 months
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First & Last Lines: Go through your last 5 completed works and share the first and last lines without context!
👀okay okay, I see you. Let's do this!
Baby I'm Yours
Lucy doesn't know why she didn't do this years ago. // Tonight hadn't been the first time that Tim had come home to find their house in some sort of disarray, and a part of him knows that it certainly wouldn't be the last.
watch it glow
Tim couldn’t help but stare at the tree that took up the far left corner of his living room. // Only, for the second time in his life, he wasn’t so sure.
i never knew the meaning of christmas
“What do you mean you’re not coming?” Tim questioned rather gruffly. “You promised you wouldn’t back out, Angela.” // Turns out, she was right.
Tomorrow is Another Day
It was well after three in the morning when Tim finally found himself ambling through the front door. // But tonight, tonight he was going to focus on the here and now.
find the one you can't live without
The series of events that caused Tim to go from having a day off to catch up on some things around the house, to babysitting a three-year-old, were still a little foggy. // Someday couldn’t get here soon enough.
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giffingthingsss · 2 years
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Will I see you there?
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