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“Do you really bleed if it washes away?”

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// Got two lots of very worrying health news, both to be confirmed by tomorrow (by pure coincidence) so my head's a mess tonight. I was going to write but my head's not in the game. Just hoping it won't be as bad as the doctors (for one) and vet (for the other) says it could be. But I just have a bad feeling.

[pocket-dragon]

stuck at camp (bout to eat some rocks or w/e)

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How accurate are your top 5 kinks?

// Not sure what 'sounding' is, I won't lie 😆 1, 2 and 5 I can see to a degree with the right person. 4, not so much. She'd just want to join in.

[thedeafprophet]

It’s so fundamental to my understanding of Karlach’s character that her sunshiney, golden-retriever energy is entirely genuine... but it’s also a load-bearing wall holding back a festering swell of rage, hurt, and grief.

Underneath that warmth is a decade of hurt and tragedy and betrayal and suffering she has been through, that she can't afford to look directly at all of it. She has to keep reaching for the good.

She has to stay positive. She has to focus on simple joys and be cheery. She has to laugh, love, tease, dance, and throw herself into every happy moment she can find, because the moment that grip slips, - the moment she’s forced to face the true depth of her emotions - it turns into an inferno that threatens to consume her entirely.

Her sweetness and her terrifying, justified, destructive anger are the two halves of her survival, and cannot be seperated

[runes-menagerie]

Astarion knew she didn't need the help but he also knew that she liked to be treated as a person, as a woman, not just as a meat shield. As much as he joked about that he still tried to treat her gently when they were together.

"I'm not entirely sure either. Most of my... experiences were quick affairs to get it over with." He admitted softly as he walked with her back towards where she had booked their room. "But that just means we can figure it out together. Maybe start with cuddling and kisses and see where things go."

He appreciated her giving him control and once safely within their room he would remove his shirt but nothing more yet. He wanted to feel her against him as they cuddled and he'd come to enjoy the feeling of her claws on his skin.

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"Sounds good." Karlach smiled, slipping her hand around his loosely, in case he wanted to take it away at any time, as they made their way back to the inn. The half-orc rolled his eyes at them but pushed the key to their room across the bar and gruffly told them to 'keep the noise down', despite there not being many other patrons. No doubt it was for his own sake rather than his customers.

When they entered the room, she left the key in the lock for a moment. "Want me to lock it, or would you rather it unlocked?" She asked, taking her hand off the key for a moment. She intended to do so just to ensure no-one walked in on them in the night, but then she worried maybe it would make him feel trapped.

When she turned around for his answer, her eyes widened at his shirt on the ground. She hadn't expected it, but didn't object. "I know I'm already asking a lot of annoying questions but... Do you want me to keep my clothes on for now?"

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// I just finished my Astarion Origin run, and aside from getting to smooch Karlach whenever I want - this ended up being my favourite moment from the game 😆

// Context; I pickpocketed the key from Haarlep and he chased me around the room until he glitches out in the pool. I then just sneaked to the safe and left without needing to fight him 😆 Just imagine the scene with Scooby Doo music. What I couldn't record was how hard Dini and I were laughing at me being chased by a dude in his underwear

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Which BG3 Companion is your perfect date?

[bpdohwhatajoy]

“I forgive people🥺” I don’t bitch go to hell

[wtevrthefkiwant]

[dirtandclay]

starter for @iron-hearts-ablaze based on mun's post <3

Karlach's injury was a deep, long running gash from shoulder to elbow and smelled of scorched flesh. With an inquisitive flick of his tail, Dirt notes the others had gone to bed or nursed their injuries and strains in the little cliques already forming. At first, Dirt's loyalty to Karlach was simply on the basis of their shared Tiefling experiences. But as the days went by, he found that her sense of humour and bubbly attitude in the face of adversity was annoyingly refreshing. She reminded him of sister in some ways and a friend in others. Someone he didn't always agree with, but cared for regardless.

They wonder vaguely if the vicious heat emanating from Karlach's skin could cauterize her wounds. Without much of a second thought he crosses camp and approaches her tent, their eyes flickering to Clive, her teddy bear. A ghost of a smile briefly lights up his face before he turns their attention to her.

❝I found an elixir of fire resistance if you need help bandaging your wounds,❞ Dirt offers kindly. ❝I am not sure if it will work on a bandage but it should certainly allow me to aid you... should you allow it.❞

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Karlach had tried to angle herself in front of her crate. She had found a fracture piece of mirror and had balanced it atop the box and sat before it, craning her head to the side as far as she could to see the extent of the damage. She knew what she had to do, and it was going to hurt. But it wasn't the first time - and she knew it wouldn't be the last. But before she could even take a breath and start, she heard Dirt approach.

"...Don't you have enough fire resistance?" Karlach cocked a brow and grinned impishly. "I once met a tiefling who drank one of those once. He thought it would make him completely immune to it. Burned half his ass off." She chuckled a little darkly at the memory, clearly whoever it was wasn't in her favour.

"I appreciate the thought, soldier, but unfortunately that bandage will flare up faster than you can blink. I have my ways of fixing it but um..." Karlach hesitated for a moment, looking back at the reflection again. She was absolutely covered in scars. Some clean - surgically shut - most messy. Seared shut. Hardly any of them were faded enough to show a magical healing. She had been made to suffer for each and every one of them. Every failure.

"It's really going to..." 'Hurt', she wanted to say. But that would make her seem weak. So she hesitated for a second before changing the trajectory. "-to smell. Burning flesh is not great. I'll be fine, Dirt. You should get some sleep." Karlach smiled, trying to convince them of that lie.

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// I got this anon on my Verso blog a while ago and I kept it saved whenever I feel like my aesthetics suck and I should change them - but then I come back on this blog and go "I should change these icons to try and be the same standard as Verso's..."

// But that means changing up around 300 icons across all 3 blogs... and I think I'd rather not XD Even if I do think my Verso icons are by far the best I've ever made. Sorry people, y'all get my shoddy work on icons instead.

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pounces on her, " Tag you're it! ''

Unprompted Ask || Always Accepting

Karlach felt the force to her back and stumbled slightly, but managed to keep herself upright. She realised pretty quickly she suddenly had a vampire clung to her back.

"Oh, really?" Karlach snarked, her hands on her hips. "I thought they whole point of tagging was so you run afterwards, not stick yourself to my back, fancy-boy."

[melamemea]

send me "be honest..." with a question your muse has been dying to ask mine and they'll answer truthfully.

[7899999]

you are leading me to my death, but at least you are holding my hand

[unfortunatedarling]

‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒ "Hey, don't go talking like that, not after we just raided the Iron Works for those blueprints." Yu-nae said, trying to sound light-hearted. The expression on their face, though, painted a different picture: clear worry for their lover's future.

"I dunno if the same cleric is still around, but Reverend Everett was the one I saw. We clicked really well because he was familiar with a lot of my interests. Music and novel authors." They couldn't remember if they ever told Everett that they had been a novelist themself under a psudonym, but they supposed that didn't matter.

"I wonder if there are Mind Clerics that have the same experiences you do, or at least, knows how to deal with it. I know there's a Tiefling cleric at the temple of Illmater, but I don't know if she's trained in afflictions of the mind."

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Karlach chuckled lightly but there was a tinge of sadness still plaguing it. "Last time I raised my hopes, Dammon told me there was no way of fixing me outside of Avernus. The time before that? I was sold off like I was a piece of meat. I try not to raise my hopes so highly anymore, if I can help it. It's nice to have! But not to keep." Moreso she saved her hope for the others. The hope that they'll be happy and safe when she's gone. Whichever way 'gone' looked...

And she mostly saved up all her hope for Yunae.

"A tiefling would be good. At least they'll get some of the troubles we face and all the Avernus stuff will make more sense. And they're less likely to refuse my coin..." She muttered the last part, clearly still a sore point from when her father's coin was rejected and it caused her mother to succumb to her illness. "Even then, I'll give any one of them a chance if they're happy to help me. Sometimes it's nice talking to someone who doesn't truly understand it, because they'll have less of an opinion on it then, you know? Besides, you have an idea of what it's like, and you're here for me already. That's enough for me right now."

She smiled softly and reached for their hand, gently holding it within her own.

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// When the song hits so hard ALL the muses want a piece of it.