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Attention guys!

The epic finale of "Like Fire and Ice" is up and ready for you to dive into 🔥

Now with Menphina's power at their side, Ma'lo and Zenos are ready to face the voidsent threatening to drown their realm in darkness. But will it be enough? Or will they have to sacrifice something in return?

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lainra

FFXIV JOBSTONES: DAWNTRAIL

wellen-katze

The Chosen of Bane - bg3 Gortash comic

It's just a short one but I had the storyboard for like 2 months since I was never happy with it. It had many changes haha~ I hope you enjoyed!

old gortash sketches bonus. I'm starting to get used to drawing old men (lol)

fatedroses

Something silly for the trio as I think about them encountering a cactuar out in the wilds. Well, more specifically a gigantuar. Here we have: Has taken many a needle before and is very afraid, the one who physically can't feel fear but knows exactly what's about to happen, and a freshly prepared tank who is about to get pin cushioned for the first time in his life.

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Mortal Astarion X F! Human Tav. Ummm, angst.👀

For decades, this manor offered him a place to call home in the truest sense.

The hallway was a sacred gallery, adorned with paintings that were not mere canvases, but tangible echoes of their life together. Each brushstroke, lovingly rendered by her hand, captured the essence of cherished memories.

Whenever he opened the door at the end of the hallway, he was greeted by the radiant smile of his beloved, and the hearth beckoned him to surrender to its comforting embrace. Yet, it was the vast window next to it that held the greatest significance. The tender caress of sunlight danced across his skin as he lost himself in the pages of a book beside her. It was here, bathed in the golden rays, that he could truly revel in the miracle she had bestowed upon him – the cure to his vampiric curse, a gift of life, a reminder of the depths of her love and the power it held to transcend even the most insurmountable of boundaries.

Here at home, he had found everything his heart desired.

But nothing is ever truly perfect. Life simply doesn't work that way. Even the mightiest of fortresses cannot withstand the relentless march of time.

He thought he was ready for it, but not like this.

Never like this.

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The poem cited is "When You Are Old" BY W.B. Yeats. One of my favorites.❤️

Alright, thanks for reading the second installment of my "this did not really happen to my couple". After delving into the mortality of my Tav, Amaara, I found myself confronting a fear more profound than death itself – the fear of morbidity, of life's vibrancy fading before its inevitable end. So I decided to yank my CP around this theme. Self-indulgence at its finest.😊