Been a while since I've done any art. Sketched this ship art months ago and finally got around to finishing it a few days ago.
Rościmir belongs to Foxteeeth on TH
kind of annoying how irish goodbyes are generally frowned upon. this shit is like an art form to me
Yurik and Ophir for @streetsofwhiterun and @thebastardhyena Thank you so much again to both/
I've seen a lot of durgetash naysaying out in the wild and I just wanna say this.
Larian wouldn't have paid for Gortash to be animated two different ways in a number of his scenes if they wanted it to be ~up to interpretation~ if he and Durge were close or not.
I think that players can articulate the nature of that closeness for themselves, but make no mistake: Enver Gortash treasures the Dark Urge, and not for no reason. You were confidants. You had a cipher, just for the two of you. You knew each other for 10+ years (if the House of Wonders heist happens around the same time Karlach is sold).
Headcanon your Durge's sexual orientation however you wish. Headcanon their gender however you wish.
But closeness — even intimate, private closeness — takes many shapes. Whatever your preference, platonic or romantic or some third thing, Gortash and the Dark Urge were as close as two people can be.
And it killed them both.
im the king of "ok what do you want to see me draw. ok cool. i will continue to not draw anything"
man I wish people understood how much it sucks ass to be neurodivergent and trying to find the middle ground where people like/tolerate you. like, I'm either "boring" (trying to wait my turn in conversations, holding space for other people, taking a back seat to let others get some spotlight) or "too much" (too loud/talking too much, getting excited to share, trying to participate in group conversations/activities). No one really talks about how much of being neurodivergent is just sort of trying to make yourself palatable.
I feel like so much of my life has been spent trying to find this effortless sort of middle ground everyone else seems to automatically already know, and I'm always swinging too far one way or the other. I'm lucky to have neurodivergent friends who grok me, but goddamn I wish that I could just like, exist without the constant background script in my brain that's like "you're being too loud. You're not talking enough. you're being self-centered. you're being boring. you're wrong, you're wrong, you're wrong." I feel like I'm back in high school trying to make friends but stuck as the eternal "weird kid"
it's just... lonely and sucks bad.
aw thanks brain for telling me they hate me now after little to no evidence of that being true, and now making me feel weird. no really tysm :)))))))
not now kitten daddy is too busy contemplating the minutia of death cult office politics to kiss