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independent and literate portrayal of ๐ ๐. ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ from ๐ง๐๐'๐ฌ ๐ก๐๐ง๐ง๐ข๐๐๐ฅ. psychiatrist. cannibal. curator.
portrayal is based on the show, as well as personal headcanons and musings.
https://t.co/DrhZ9vmuEN .แ
i need to collect my thoughts on this all. i just got messaged about 2 hours by someone i thought i'd never hear from again.
he joined the BG3 verse. this is my story on him.
TW / trigger warnings for: pedophilia, transphobia, guilttripping
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+ the glimmer of pride which faded quickly as he took a sip of his drink, that was there. then again, it was always there since she had captivated his attention.
"then a congratulations is in order. a toast," he set his utensils on the side, before he raised his wine glass to her, his signature, enigmatic smile in place as he watched her. "to you for finishing the first step and pursuing the next step in your life."
he could not help +
he chuckled at the way she stated his name. it was endearing, and the word felt natural coming from her lips โโ meant to be.
โyou are most welcome, sam.โ he offered her another tender smile, before he proceeded to cut up the pieces of meet on his plate, before popping one of โโ
[ ๐๐ฅ๐จ๐ฌ๐๐ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐๐ซ๐ญ๐๐ซ ๐๐จ๐ซ @haunthuntress ๐ค ]
โโ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ;; ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐: ๐๐. ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐'๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐.
weeks crept into months, and while the area seemed to be quite at peace, that was not the case for โโ
@haunthuntress โโ he wants the other to take note of.โ he listened her the speak of her relationship with the deceased. โseems she was a friend to you. i am sorry for your loss.โ he spoke, a touch of sincerity wafted in his rich tone as he continued to watch her.
โthe revelation of the โโ
โโ quiet smile touched her lips. โi prepared something special for you โ amuse-bouche. it is pork loin with red cumberland sauce.โ he moved to sit across from her, encouraging her to eat with a soft smile. โplease.โ
โall things considered,โ the thought caused him to be curious, but he had left that out now. there were more important things to worry about โโ such as the night that lay ahead of them.
a low hum came from the psychiatrist as he set the plate with food in front of her. a โโ
โof course.โ he gestured for her to sit comfortably, as he moved to get some wine, white, as requested. he poured them each glass, moving to hand it to her.
โi trust your day went well?โ he commented, as he brought the food to the table.
a perceptive one, he was. hannibal found that he was not put off by the far, finding the corners of his mouth turn up.
โa clever one you are, astarion, and for that, i commend you. you are not wrong with your deductions. but i do wonder; why do the nature of myโฆ activities โโ