palps, trying to manipulate anakin into thinking obi-wan is having an affair with padmé: master kenobi was seen at a certain senator’s house at an unseemly hour. a senator he is very close to…
anakin: oh my god
palps: yessss
anakin: he’s fucking bail organa
palps: wait what
hahahahaaaa get safe and cared for, idiot
"I remember this! I choked on my own spittle during the recording and left it in!"
"Go."
— (Wyll)
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couldn't stop thinking about his story. he was only 17. also thanks to wyll ive developed a fondness for painting satin and ruched fabric so there will probably be a lot more art of him in that
Content warnings: Pure angst, Tav is dead, I literally had to take breaks from writing because I didn't want to cry in public
Summary: Headcanons for Astarion after Tav's death
•Astarion, who ended up with Bard!tav and kept his promise of loving them til their dying day, even after that.
•Astarion, who sang Tav's own songs to them on their last days.
•Astarion, who was more heartbroken than he's ever been when Tav died.
•Astarion, who despite that kept his promise to keep living after Tav was gone for at least another lifetime even if he never found another SO.
•Astarion, who was finally strong enough to clean up Tav's stuff after weeks had passed and found all of their sheet music and a small journal with lyrics.
•Astarion, who made sure to carry copies of Tav's work on his travels and hand them out to random musicians or music shops to keep their memory and work alive.
•Astarion, who learned the basics to Tav's instrument of choice or an instrument they always said they would've liked to play to feel closer to them.
•Astarion, who made sure to carry around either a photo of Tav (if those exist) or a small painting of the both of them to make sure he never forgets Tav's face like he did his (bonus points if Tav made it).
•Astarion, who selfishly kept the last thing Tav ever wrote for him to himself. It was unfinished, written on a paper full of annotations and crossed out ideas for lyrics or how the melody should go. After he learned your instrument he would try to decode the sheet of paper until he understood it and learned to play it since tav didn't get to play it for him.
Edit: Tell me why a few minutes after I posted this I saw the most beautiful sunset reflecting on the bus window and lighting up the isle. IT'S NOT FAIR HE DESERVES THE SUN
Headcannon scenario: Gale attempts to move from Waterdeep to Baulders Gate and gets screwed over by a landlord. Astarion then reads the contract and points out every illegal thing and ruins the landlord's life. Not because he gives a shit about Gale, but because he loves ruining landlords lives.
WYLLSTARION NATION WE WON
I am going to turbo hell for this one
More Codywan for you feral fuckers. I got to try some new brushes and techniques that really spiced up my art and didn’t make it look so cluttered like my other Codywan piece. <3