my six eyes tell me you are geto suguru, but my soul knows otherwise.
if this isn’t a love language, your honour, then i believe that nothing in this world deserves to be as depressing as this one sole line.
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It’s been getting cold so It’s time to draw some self-indulgent cozy art of the duo ever.
So underrated please join my obsession! I have a head cannon that the cold affects Sneeg more because he’s a bug and smol so Phil provides.
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Jofemfowemfpqmfoeqk working on things !
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The pain of loving Ice King and loving Simon Petrikov and wanting them to co-exist, but one can’t exist while the other is around…. That’s what fanfic and fanart is for, I guess.
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my favourite tokrev men checklist:
✔️ two-toned long hair
✔️ slut strands
✔️ hair tied back
✔️ dangly earring in one ear
✔️ babygirls
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i missed seeing these two together. 🩵🥹
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I can’t stop thinking about how much Meredith and Cassandra have in common.
On one hand, there’s Meredith, who witnessed her sister turn into an abomination and slaughter seventy people including their parents, and in the same breath she loses her birth family, she’s basically adopted by the Templars because she has nowhere else to go, and they’re her new family, her new sense of duty, now.
On the other, there’s Cassandra, from the family of renowned dragon hunters, has only her brother and uncle from a young age. Her brother is killed by blood mages and she begs her uncle to let her join the Templars, but he ends up redirecting her to the Seekers because he doesn’t want her to end up eaten up by her desire for revenge.
This one simple act of support, the fact that Cassandra had someone looking out for her best interests, even if it was someone she often clashed with, was the point of divergence which made all the difference.
And history remembers Meredith as a madwoman who destroyed the city she loved out of paranoia and greed, instead of considering that maybe surrounding a traumatised child who both pities and is terrified of mages by the very things she fears was perhaps not the best choice.
And Cassandra has the luck of the Maker on her side because all of her suspicions turn out to be correct, and she’s hailed as a Hero, named the right Hand of the Divine, and can potentially become the Divine herself.
It’s really not fair, but life in Thedas isn’t fair at all.
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