Emperor can you stop talking about the tadpole's potential. FOR TWO MINUTES. (Version without text under the cut)
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Clove and Wyll take turns on watch (and on being the little spoon).
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More Wyllach because there's simply not enough of it.
They're, uh, problem solving until she can get that next tune-up. A preview of sorts for both of them until they can finally touch.
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I wanted to check something in Wyll's dance scene in the datamine and then looked at his dialogue with player Karlach.
Wyll: May I have this dance?
Karlach: Cocky, don't you think? Threaten my life, then try to cozy up after?
Wyll: I deserve that. And I wish I could give more than 'sorry's in return.
Wyll: But I count you as a friend. My closest, in all honesty. Please - dance with me. If we must burn with the Hells' fires, let us burn together.
"I count you as a friend. My closest, in all honesty" Don't make me cry!
"If we must burn with the Hells' fires, let us burn together"...wowokay
Karlach: Wyll, I'd love nothing more than to dance with you. But I fear I'd burn you to a crisp.
Wyll: About that. You only burn hottest when your emotions are aflare, right? Anger, excitement, fear... but a dance can be meditative. Calming.
Wyll: If you think you can put your hand in mine without singeing it off, I'm willing to try.
Karlach: I could really hurt you.
Wyll: But you won't.
"But you won't." ...just...the confidence he has in her
Larian's Wyllach agenda is so damn strong. I feel like I really missed out not having done his romance playing as her.
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Muchas smoochas
(Wyll should totally have gotten wings and a tail because I says so)
((Also check out this cool fic where he grows them after the fact: https://archiveofourown.org/works/50415187)
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People who reblog my very clearly wyllach art just to say that they don't like the ship are weak as hell btw
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merry critmas to all wyllach enjoyers
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Gale: Wyll, come over!
Gale: We're roasting marshmallows on the Karlach!
Wyll: On the-
*Gale, Lae'zel, Shadowheart, and Astarion are holding marshmallows on sticks over a lying down, burning up, and sultrily positioned Karlach*
Karlach, winking: You think you can handle the heat, soldier?
Wyll, blushing: Oh, good heavens, I- Um- I-
Wyll: …I’ll get a marshmallow then
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