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you're moving away again - i'm back here, again by iamjustakiddo, VishCount
Fandom 陈情令 | The Untamed (TV), 魔道祖师 - 墨香铜臭 | Módào Zǔshī - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù
20 Sep 2021
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“We would like to offer our sincere condolences regarding the passing of your husband,” Ethrand states in a lofty drawl.
Julien sees Aranessa’s jaw go taut. “Thank you for thinking of us in our time of mourning,” she grates out.
“Of all Houses, House Tachonis would never seek to downplay or invalidate the importance of a mourning period. However, certain circumstances warrant a loosening of the proscribed timelines.”
Julien’s jaw falls ajar. He can't possibly mean...?
“I fear I fail to understand you," Aranessa hisses. "Elaborate.”
“All this recent unpleasantness was the consequence of years of unfortunate misunderstandings between our two houses. In contravention of what one might expect, I am pleased to say that I am here with an entreaty of peace.”
Aranessa allows a long silence to transpire, one that seems to make even Ethrand uncomfortable. “I will hear the details.”
“In exchange for a lasting peace, we only seek to solemnize this new alliance with a vow.” Ethrand smirks. “Accordingly, my father offers you the hand of my brother Occtis in marriage.”
Julien looks down at the rug. If he doesn’t look down at the rug, he’s going to start shouting.
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08 Feb 2026
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The scene they come upon is disturbing: Occtis is curled tightly into a ball with his head tucked into his knees, and he is whimpering and shaking. As Vaelus kneels beside him and lays a hand on his shoulder, Occtis unfurls long enough to hiss at her, before scuttling backwards until he reaches the farmhouse walls. He curls up again, pressing himself into the wall as if he could phase through it with enough force.
Occtis lost his soul at the hands of his family, and nearly lost his body, too. It shouldn’t be surprising, then, that they come for his mind next.
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03 Feb 2026
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Gale expected a kid that was spoiled and wouldn’t listen to reason or sense. He expected a small version of Astarion. He expected a brat.
Not this… this child that hid behind Halsin’s legs and stared at them with thinly veiled wariness.
“What happened?” Gale asked, still staring at the child. Those wide red eyes looked at him and immediately looked away when they locked. The wizard felt something in his heart break at the scared child. Because this was a child.
Astarion was a child and had no idea who anyone was.
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02 Oct 2025
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Faded memories, foggy faces, blank mirrors, and pick pocketing a strange mushroom that merchant said could cure anything.
“Karlach, what’s going on here?”
“He’s tripping balls, mate.”
Astarion consumes a Noblestalk.
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19 Jul 2025
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It was the smallest he had ever looked to Astarion, but there was no comfort to be found in it. Astarion thought he had seen every twisted mask that face was capable of – from sadistic pleasure to bored detachment and everything in between – but he was wrong. The icy hatred in Cazador’s eyes was a novelty that chilled Astarion to his core, and he knew his master would not rest until he made his creation regret the day it stepped out of line.
Astarion and his companions prevented Cazador from completing the Ascension, but his former master escaped before they could strike a killing blow. Now, in the wake of the Absolute's defeat, Astarion has no choice but to wait and see what form Cazador's revenge might take.
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11 Jul 2025