Ana B. Starr

in my BG3 phase

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i need everybody to cross their fingers as i might be getting a job-title change that would come with a life altering salary increase please jesus fucking christ it took me 2 years to pay off one tooth lmfao

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edit wrong year it was 2024 lol

[drmace]

If anyone ever asked Gortash about it, he'd probably say something like this

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Just Gortash shamelessly checking durge out.

At this point Ketheric is really looking forward to retirement.

[vashito]

holga and karlach taking notes

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Inspired by @r0ck-the-casbah's brilliant post. Male living space Cullen :p

[pyrewinged]

gor of tash

[drmace]

Just Gortash x)

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Happy Dragon Age Day!💜🥰

[oathbreakerapologist]

Niro winterwear

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Finally found some time to draw an illustration of Ro x) Memes and comics are fun and all, but x)

[wtevrthefkiwant]

Banite church sounds wild

[anab-starr]

I had to put my dog Angelo down on Thursday. This is the worst pain I've ever felt. He was 14 and going senile. He had gum disease, he was blind, deaf, couldn't bend his back legs anymore. I knew it was time.

But it hurts so much. Angelo slept at my side every night, with my nose buried in his hair. I told him I was sorry I had to leave him when I left for work and I'd say "I'll be back. I'd crawl through Hell to be with you again."

I held him and nuzzled him as the vet gave him the medicine. A little piece of me died with him.

I can't have kids so Angelo was the closest thing for me. I often felt I didn't give him a good life. Walks were short, I'd tug his leash roughly if he refused to turn around sometimes. I'd apologize but he didn't speak English. Trips to the dog park were rare, and I'd only take him for rides every few weeks. I could have done better by him.

The guilt, the regret, I miss him. I miss my boy. Everyone else is moving on and trying to distract me but Angelo was there for me even when I wasn't there for him and no one could ever replace him. I want to hug him and carry him around like I'd been doing these last few weeks.

I didn't want to put him to sleep. I wanted to keep him as long as his heart beat, but he would have been unhappy, confused, in pain. I've always been selfish when it came to him. It was time to be unselfish for once in my spoilt life.

So the pain I feel is deserved. I'll carry it for him as long as I need to. And I'll miss him forever.

[anab-starr]

I stumbled upon this post while looking for another one. A little over a year ago I put my best friend to sleep and it killed me.

For 8 years, since I got married, my husband and I tried to have children. NOTHING worked. No explanation, no money for IVF, just month after month of disappointment. or worse - miscarriage.

2 weeks after Angelo died, I found out I was pregnant. And this time I didn't miscarry.

My son Zeke is the greatest gift I could ever ask for, and I really do believe he was sent to me by Angelo.

Ridiculous thought, sure, but one that gives me peace. I miss my boy. I love my son.

Thanks, Angelo.

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Ink of Baldur's Gate Day twenty-seven - destiny

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Ink of Baldur's Gate Day twenty-four - passion

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Gotta keep things balanced in the family xD

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Ink of Baldur's Gate Day seven - rest

The first "meeting" between Ro and Sceleritas happened when she was still a child - she saw his shadow in a pool of blood and heard his sinister whisper. That is, if you don't count the fact that he was the one tasked with finding her an adoptive family and making sure the girl was taken in.

Later, when Ro slaughtered her order, Sceleritas appeared to escort her to the Temple - by then, she'd already grown close to an Oathbreaker knight, and she'd earned herself a grim reputation; whispers of broken oaths and spilled blood followed her everywhere. From that moment on, the two became almost inseparable. He brushed her hair, helped her dress, and carried out every single order Ro threw his way.

Ro often mocked him, used him to practice her combat techniques - and once she learned he was immortal, she started using him to vent her frustration and experiment with more elaborate ways of killing.

Sceleritas, however, adored her - he worshipped her, groveled at her feet, and delighted in watching her rise above others. In a way, he fueled her vanity; his blind devotion only reinforced Ro's belief that worship was the natural reaction to her existence. Where others saw a monster, he saw perfection - and perhaps that's why she began to doubt herself less and less.

Ro kept him around wherever she went - partly out of convenience, partly because she'd grown attached to him. In truth, Sceleritas was her only real friend, as much as one can call "friend" a creature created solely for you and your whims - a kind of imaginary companion who never does anything you wouldn't like.

After Ro's amnesia, he still showed her the same reverence and admiration - but with a new, unsettling edge to it. Especially when she openly began to question her heritage. Sceleritas started appearing in camp more and more often, disturbing her sleep, whispering in her ear, urging her to indulge the darker parts of herself, and painting vivid, tempting visions of what awaited her should she "stay true to herself".

[moon-trix]

Escape!

Love drawing the chibi more than I thought💜 pose referenced

Long-ish Fic below the cut!

They hit the dirt like discarded dolls, tangled limbs and scuffed armor crashing into the earth just beyond the gate’s flickering remnants. The arcane portal snapped shut behind them with a thunderous crack—cutting off the smoke, the fire, and the screams still echoing in the ruined vault of Mephistar.

Gortash groaned, half-sprawled across Bliss’s side. Her breath hitched beneath him, shallow, strained. Blood seeped through the split in her side, and her red-stained wings twitched once, then went still.

It wasn’t the usual heat between them.

No sly smirks. No veiled threats. This was something else. Something quieter. Heavier.

From a fic I am currently still working on. This is probably the first time they felt anything real for each other. I guess what they say is true; near death experiences do bring people closer together 😶‍🌫️