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✨toxic old man yaoi✨

(after this shot alucard got tunneled)

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you got out!❤️

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teenagers mad 'cause they ran out of flashlights again

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he's yearning

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"Your softness isn't a quirk, it's a revolution against the entropy we battle daily." The orb's violet glow dimmed as he consciously stilled his magic, leaving only mortal honesty. "Were our circumstances less dire, I'd commission portraits of you lounging in lace to scandalize every stuffy archmage from here to Thay."

each stroke here was manually made, because either I'm going insane or this is my personal silly little war against ai, I'm not sure yet.

anyway, this is Zephyr, my tender baby musician who happened to fall in love with one particular man from Waterdeep. he's a tiefling from Yartar striving to be better at magic to imbue his music with it. be nice to him 🎼🤍🐏

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21. Blast

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9. Heavy

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3. Crown (of Karsus)

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2. Weave

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Mustache (beard, really)

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✨ h a n d s ✨

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his codpiece makes my brain go brrrr

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Long rests in the Elfsong are messy

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I miss Karazgar

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I still miss Karazgar

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- Dulgabêth -

the Mouth of Sauron

Lord Sauron ruled through domination, and sought conquest of all. The designs of Sauron's Heir are not so wide. I desire only Mordor. Others of the Gúrzyul are active in Mordor, and must be slain.

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- Ugrukhôr -

Captain of the Pit

Halannon's descendants, the Sons of the Survivor, did not forget the Thandrim. Neither did Ugrukhôr forget them.

The years and the centuries passed. From time to time, scouts from the White City would find that Ugrukhôr had been in Gondor. He had left one of the cloven shields of the Thandrim behind. They were reminders of his cruelty.

Even now, a thousand years later, he leaves them still.

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- Urudanî -

Stonemaiden

She was a woman of Númenór, possessed of a cold beauty. It was tainted by the cruel expression she wore and the malice in her eyes.

Now the woman is composed entirely of fire, a being of burning flames. None know why she goes where she does, or if she is doing the Horror's business when she is given to this wandering.