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Since the booping has returned, reblog if it's okay to spam you with boops!

I wanna be polite and not spam random people without permission , ,

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The whiplash this gave me had me wheezing

"toxic yuri" "toxic yaoi" the children yearn for the kismesissitude

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Played for a second time today and it took me like what, 3 minutes to figure out how to use a medkit so uh. That was embarrassing asf

(I'm so sorry obby)

Yesterday I was very humbled bc it turns out Pressure is very awkward to play without a mouse. Pretty sure I died before even hitting double digits

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Yesterday I was very humbled bc it turns out Pressure is very awkward to play without a mouse. Pretty sure I died before even hitting double digits

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Obby,,, obby I SWEar to god obby when I get u obby

When Mother Was Here

Synopsis: Kill him. Or let him bleed.

Notes: Sebastian Solace x GN!Reader / NO ROMANCE IN THIS ONE / Based off of Zeal’s recent post of a scrapped idea / Angst, hurt no comfort, no happy ending / Sebastian backstory spoilers / Violence / Repeated deaths / I suck at writing people fighting, sorry :( / Spot the Gabriel Ultrakill reference / Short (sigh…)

Credits: dividers by @cafekitsune

(OUGHHHHH ZEAL I WISH YOU KEPT THIS IN THE WORKS I don’t think you guys know how fast I RUSHED to make this after I saw the post)

Your orders were simple. Kill Z-13, The Saboteur. Otherwise known to you as Sebastian Solace. For once, they equipped you with a weapon but it wasn’t one that’d prove that effective. At least, not one that’d give you such an advantage against the mutant so that you wouldn’t use it against the guardsmen and other staff. You were still an EXR-P, after all. An expendable. They don’t expect you to accomplish this, but it was the EXR-P that was able to find him because he lets them find him.

You figured you’d have an advantage as he may not be expecting you, an EXR-P, to be armed. Maybe even surprise him. However, that turned out to not be the case. Of course, you weren’t the only one tasked with this. Urbanshade needs him to die.

He had killed you just as quickly as the others, but you surprised him the moment he turned his back to you. He heard faint shuffling and the sound of bones cracking behind him and turned back around. Suddenly, you were standing again as if he didn’t just crush your skull into the ground. The blood was there. The cracks on the floor were there. The blood dripping down your head and onto your prisoner uniform was there.

He stares at you in complete shock for a moment, then he lets out a growl.

“I don’t care how many time you come back,” he stands up straight, “I will break you again and again, paint the walls red with buckets of your own blood! I will rip you limb from limb until even the other expendables start to cry for mercy!! I will ENJOY tearing you apart no matter how many times I have to!!”

Sebastian continues to kill you and you continue to get back up on your feet not a moment too soon. You were practically drenched in your own blood, so were the floors and walls with how gruesome some of your deaths had gotten.

You know he’s getting slower and desperate as you kept coming back and continued to manage a hit. He was running out of ammo for his shotgun and his own blood was starting to spill onto the floor. You soon spot a dead guardsman that still had his gun. It was likely it was still loaded. You weren’t sure if you were allowed to, but do or die over and over and over again. It wasn’t like they told you that you couldn’t do it, but as long as it meant the target is killed, then they shouldn’t stop you.

The gun was loaded. If you die now, he’ll take it off of your cold hands. Maybe even break it so you can’t use it. While you could finish the job without it, it’s always better to have something more sufficient for the job.

At one instance, he had managed to grab you but managed to hit him in the head with the weapon Urbanshade had provided to you. You narrowly missed your kill-shot, however, and only hit his shoulder. Still, it was a hit.

The fight’s gotten to the point Sebastian was trying to find a way to get away from you. It didn’t matter how, he just needed to escape and get somewhere safe. His recent failed attempt had you managing to aim your shot to hit his arm. You persisted and aimed your gun as he was making a break for it again.

Click.

Your eyes widened. Of course…

Seeing as you had run out of ammo, Sebastian took this chance to run. You returned to the guardsman still lying right where you found him and reloaded the gun. You looked to where Sebastian had fled to and break into a run. The trail of blood was enough to help you track him down.

You feel exhausted as you continue down the dark hallways. You were practically limping, almost literally dragging yourself to try and catch up to Sebastian. You eventually stumble upon a dimly lit room. You recognized this room. The trail leads into the vent. Yes, you know this room.

As you emerged through the other side, you hear someone sobbing. You spot him in the corner, and the sight made you freeze. You don’t know why you froze, or why you lowered the gun.

“M..mom…?” You watch as he reaches out with a trembling hand. To you? It seems like it, but it’s not you he’s seeing, “Are… Are you there..?”

The grip on your gun begins to falter. Your hands begin to shake as you listen to his cries for a mother who wasn’t here. Begging for her to come back. Maybe you’ve forgotten who exactly you were standing in front of. You’ve read his document. Judging by the years listed of when everything happened, you don’t think you’d be surprised if he was still with his family. His mother.

Someone who was accused and sentenced to death for murder, a murder he was not guilty of. It was only because of the official statement made of his execution that this information was not relayed to him or to his family. His family does not know he’s alive, nor do they know he’s not guilty. All they know is that their son was a murderer.

Why can’t you do it? Put him out of his misery. It should be easy. It’s mercy. End his suffering. They’ll kill you if you don’t do it. He’ll kill you again if you don’t do it. If not you, someone else.

You can’t move.

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Accurate depiction of my reading my friends' writing

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Wow There Are A Lot of Tavs I Like

FRICK IT WE'RE POSTING BALDUR'S GATE CRINGE NOW

I keep telling myself I'm gonna post BG3 Tav art WELL HERE IT IS. It's a good as an excuse as any to gush about some of my favourite Tavs and Durges I've seen the inn the BG3 community (hard to showcase all my faves, maybe I'll do another, idk, man, I'm eepy). While I'm at it, I might as well parade my twin Tav cringelords while I'm at it. We're being self-indulgent. Who give a shit, let's GOOOOOO.

Goes without saying, but don't freakin' repost, especially without giving, like, real credits and link-backs. Goddamn.

This weird lil bg3 parade is brought to you by my favourite dumbfuck Tavs to play, Eckhart and Emerleigh!

FIRST UP @sharkflan's Tav, Hope!

Starting off with a sweetheart. Sharkfan has an energetic and expressive art style that perfectly straddles scrungly, adorable, hilarious and emotional! Love the colors, and I await every Hope comic and show them to my equally-enthralled coworker. I want to sail the world with Hope and settle down in a best-buds cottage with him.

Next, @jeeaark's Tav, Greygold!

Another sweetheart! Jeeaark's style has a level of detail enhanced by their line confidence. You can feel the energy and speed, as well as the immense love, brought to each panel. Not to mention the expression work is OUTSTANDING. Just like with Hope, I devour every panel posted. I want to unleash Greygold out into the world on a little RC car. Would commit so many crimes for a Greygold Hug.

Next, @velnna's Tav/Durge, Staeve!

Listen. Listen. Staeve's popular for a reason, the little shit. Velnna's art (and webcomic Stray Souls) is extremely detailed, with the kind of care and compositing I could only dream of. I can't help but try and emulate elements of their style. You don't need me to tell you how gorgeous this creator's art is. And you don't need me to tell you that Staeve is a hilarious mess of a person. Like I said, his popularity is well-earned!

Next up, @ohpsshaw's Durge, Typhus!

Genuine freak. Seriously, what's wrong with this guy. I love him. Marissa, across their different blogs, demonstrates just. SO MUCH energy, with expressive characters built on genuinely interesting shapes. I could stare at these little freaks all day, they're so appealing. Expressive continues to be the name of the game, and goddamn does this artist ever deliver! Typhus is a recent love of mine, but, what can I say. I have a soft spot for characters that say the most Insane Shit.

SPEAKING of insane shit, to round it off, we have @meanbossart's Durge, DU Drow!

Genuinely the scariest Tav/Durge I've ever seen, I was instantly smitten. Meanbossart's art style is the kind of thing I could only ever dream of., If you like highly detailed, highly expressive, anatomically-perfect and extremely erotic gore, I genuinely struggle to think of anyone else I'd recommend. I've made peace with the fact I could never do their art and character design justice. I bow to thee. I happily risk my job so I can look at their art at work. DU Drow gives me nightmares, I adore this extremely messed up Durge. I'd put him in a jar and shake him around if I didn't fear the consequences so deeply.

ANYWAY yeah, HI, BG3 COMMUNITY. I MIGHT BE YOUR PROBLEM NOW. I know I'm literally just some random lil dude but I implore you to give these wonderful artists head smooches...

Maybe I'll make another, because hot damn there are so many great and interesting Tavs and Durges, and I freaking struggled to choose which ones I wanted to draw more this.

(I'm gonna avoid using the named tags these creators use for their tavs/durges so I don't clutter what feel like personal tags. At least, not without their permission.)

Also if any of the artists I've tagged would like to be removed, just lemme know and I'll do so!!! Or if I got visual details wrong, god please let me know. God dammit.

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I love stalking my friends' tumblrs like im at least 95% sure they dont know its me

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they know now

I love stalking my friends' tumblrs like im at least 95% sure they dont know its me

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I love stalking my friends' tumblrs like im at least 95% sure they dont know its me

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Coming back to this a year later is so funny because my cleric now has a vestage of the god she worships and is about to go into her 3rd year at magic school

And the most recent shenanigans from my space pirate include using a serving spoon and bowl to scoop up viscera from the body of a genetically modified human to give to the medic on board who has so far commited various medical-based war crimes and is trying to find a way to artificially create a human

Playing in multiple dnd campaigns at the same time is such a funny experience bc im in a group thats playing 2 different campaigns that switch every week and its hilarious when one week youre a stowaway space pirate whos maybe a few crayons short of a full box, mildly insane, a thief, all of which is part of a person in charge of a spacecrafts offensive gunnery and then the next your the partys cleric telling them to hey lets not do something dumb so someone doesn't die again.

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“But if you forget to reblog Madame Zeroni, you and your family will be cursed for always and eternity.”

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Fantastic art

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sobbing and thinking about the sheer amount of angst possibilities

boothill nation how we feeling