Devante is a old-fashioned gentleman that has a love of baking and the arts! When he's not in the kitchen making sweets, he's enjoying a good novel or classical music! They say the way to a person's heart is through their stomach, maybe you can share a bite with him?
Devante was born in a small town in England to his mother and father. After his father mysteriously died to a animal attack, Devante had to step up and become the man of the house. He took many odd jobs to support his mother and little sister. After a short stent in the military as a combat medic, Devante returned to London and met the alluring Alain de Archambeau. Swept up in the Frenchman's charms Devante found himself stuck in the man's secluded manor. After finally forcible succumbing to vampirism, Devante found the strength to fight back and escape the clutches of de Archambeau. He moved away to a small but odd Washington state town where he stays with all his friends.
Goodness i dont know what to call this au 😭 Maybe it’s hundreds of years in to the future? Maybe Astarion meets Tav again after so much time has passed
i don't know man, i just wish that we could [suddenly realising i'm coming dangerously close to expressing a real and earnest thought instead of filtering everything through several layers of intangible running bits] blow up the entire world. or something.
sometimes im like "wow holy shit im being really fucking annoying. i should stop talking" and then i pull out my magic 8 ball and it says "youve always been annoying and your friends chose to talk you anyways. youll be fine" and im like wow thanks magic 8 ball. and then the ogre attacks me
well folks, it happened. my dick fell clean off of my mons pubis and into da donation plate. when i tried to discreetly slip it back into my pocket, a small bird swooped by and swiftly collected it in its beak. while the camera was following close behind him, the seasons change but he remains in the center of the shot.