Color Me Curious
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"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"

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almost home
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
EXPECTATIONS
cherry valley forever
Noah Kahan

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Fieri Frames
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Not today Justin

Jimmy Eat World

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Claire Keane
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
Cosmic Funnies

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YOU ARE THE REASON
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@peabobatea
Like a dog inspires a rabbit
Prince inspired Josuke teehee
White cat!
PLUSHIE ONLY AVAILABLE FOR 10 MORE HOURS
splish splash splish splash
(i want draw more of him in this goofy outfit)
Finished Character designs and trivia guides
Revna, (they/he), no last name. Spore Druid, wood elf, urchin, former hermit.
Constantly covered in bruises due to their crude, curious nature. Gets into all sorts of trouble and couldn’t care less about scars.
Better at raising the dead than healing—didn’t pay much attention to healing magic until moving in with Halsin to care for him and the children. (In my run, Rev wasn’t a healer; he used most of his spell slots to exist as a destructive degenerate and a conjurer.)
His eyes are hazelnut, but he’s lived with goat-like eyes for so long that he doesn’t recognize himself without them anymore.
All his jewelry consists of gifts from the ravens of the mountains he inhabited. /bones, rocks, shiny thorns, etc.)
Raised by shadow druids, ran away in his teen years, and has been a 24/7 people-hater since he returned from Baldur’s Gate.
Not a fan of 98% of people in general, but adores kids.
Social anxiety angel, but will intercede for you if you're kind enough.
Has “flexible” morals when it comes to death—if the corpse is fresh and not from a friend, he’ll put it to work.
After the main events, dedicated himself to the community formed with Halsin, and spreading knowledge about mycology and the different uses of mushrooms and rare plants.
Still wants to kick Astarion in the crotch (even though he loves him)
Remains close to Shadowheart, always sending her a box of purple tomatoes and receiving apple wine in return.
Treats Halsin like his babygirl and will tear a chunk of flesh with bare teeth from anyone who dares threaten him.
The creepy shroom dealer and Athios’ bestie.
(can´t tell you more without spoiling half the fic, tbh)
Athios Cárcavas (He/Him) Open hand Monk, Lolth-sworn Drow, Precious little Bhaal-babe.
Of course, he let Volo rip out his eye and gave him a magical prosthetic. A true businessman.
His hair wasn’t this long during the main events, but he let it grow afterward, partly to please Astarion and partly to use it as a scarf during his travels.
After coming back from death in Bhaal’s temple, Weethers had to replace the parts of his flesh and blood that belonged to his father. The result was a leather-like texture on his limbs and a black web of veins covering half of his skin.
Used to self-flagellate as a path into discipline and enlightenment during his monastery years; now he pierces himself just for fun.
Was raised in a sectarian monastery devoted to Lolth but joined his father’s temple after massacring all his companions and guides.
Has a deep fascination with spiders—probably his favorite creatures—but couldn't care less about Lolth or any other god anymore.
Still quite bloodthirsty and loves accompanying Astarion on his hunts.
His general demeanor is calm and composed, but loses his shit while fighting or whenever Astarion grabs his ass (rather often).
Was named “Cárcavas” before he lost his memory, and chose the name “Athios” during the main events.
He never fully regained his memories, only fragments of them. Which he's grateful for. The little bits he remembers made him understand the sadistic bastard he was and fills him with great dread.
After canon events, dedicates his days to cultivating rare blooms and creating perfumes, tinctures, and, in special cases, poisons.
The scary faceless merchant and Revna’s bestie.
Root Market
Staying alive was never Jason's strong suit
Art detail of a small portrait @lingly • @linglyart
i bet it felt good
Handsome boy. I am really proud of this portrait, yet people seem to prefer the older version for some odd reason.
modern AU durgetash as the officer and the arms dealer💵👊💣🚬
cause durge doe doesn't show up that much so I won’t tag him
miku in vintage chanel
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