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My father got diagnosed with prostate cancer. Iβve been trying to get another job and been working weekends with my mom to make ends meet and now transportation is an issue. I need all the help I can get, Iβm just falling apart.
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his hands certainly feel the jewelry ... but he needs a mirror to be sure.
a quick little peek at his reflection in his trusty rapier should do the trick, aaand ...
his ears perk; his tail practically stirs to life. a bright grin graces +
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fun fact about me: the gods have decided for me to experience crampings similar to those certain individuals experience once a month.
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wdym that's not where his other hand was #wyllstarion
ALT screenshot redraw of wyll leaning over a furiously blushing & flustered astarion with one hand on his cheek and the other on his waist
ALT screenshot of BG3 cast panel at LACC of theo solomon flirting with neil newbon, in the same pose as the illustration but with one hand holding a microphone instead of neil's waist
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He is so very precious to me!!!
κ°βοΈκ±: a line i think about sometimes is when wyll tells you why ulder kicked him out, you can respond with smth like "i guess it makes sense. he probably thought you were gonna sprout horns any second," and hes just like "and then i did lmfao"
my father said there is nothing more unsettling than an individual who cannot adapt to change, ranging from laws to how someone might wish to be perceived as by others.
oh thank the gods. he can't keep tearing through his trousers, lest he have none at the end of the day ... ( π )
( wyll leans into her touch with a faint smile of his own, his pain suddenly washing away. how odd. )
you are truly the best, dearest mine. thank you.
