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What the fuck 😀

HI

Dont usually make posts like this but hey so um lets not forget this person was 16 drawing porn of their persona(?) with ren and they just recently turned 17 still continuing to draw themselves with ren.

Plus also making a weird ass incestual post.

I use to genuinely love this artist but man wtf is this

(Not only that but deleted the birthday post to save their ass lmfao)

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Do you guys think Strade would own a cybertruck?

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A friend and I are going to try and make our own plushies of our favorite characters so i thought i should share the sketch that i want my Lawrence one to look like!

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Hi and welcome to my blog!!

My name is Goppd and let me give you the run down:

Fandoms:

Baulders Gate 3

Cry of Fear

Boyfriend to Death (1&2)

The Price of Flesh

& Courting Cowboys

I post mostly writing prompts and head cannons but I’ll occasionally also post some art here and there!!

My ao3 account is linked below where I post majority of my long form writing.

(I’ll make this more pretty later I am too tired to do so rn LMAO)

https://archiveofourown.org/users/Gopped

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Me when I draw for the first time in like eons

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its so funny to see durgetash with heavily modded durges because without fail it looks like this.

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this is everything I could have wanted and more.

Brought to you by shitty photoshop, low res images, and 2am stress brain

Gourdtash

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I need to stop disappearing from tumblr and coming back again bc now I have a new blorbo to base my entire blog around for the foreseeable future. (Dw I will def still post durgetash and courting cowboys stuff) I am a huge horror fan and I just remembered Cry of Fear existed so…. Yk…. Expect some Simon content very soon 👍👍

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GUYS IM STILL HERE IM JUST BUSY ATM HOLIDAY SEASON SUCKS

NEW DURGETASH BRAIN ROT DROPPING IN A FEW DAYS

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Gale is a gateway drug into worse things (cough Gortash cough)

like the pipeline is real, I fell victim to it.

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Just to like circle back to this:

I like how people are making like super angsty stuff with this headcannon but like I also find it super funny… because the way I came up with it was because I was rewatching the Scott Pilgrim movie with one of my buddies and its was that one Scene with Knives dying her hair bc of Ramona and I was like “…Gortash would probably do that.” And then that post was born.

but I love the angst that has come out of it though, HUGE fan of feeling my heart break due to fictional characters that aren’t even in a canonical romantic relationship (…yet.) so please keep it up 👍

OK, a personal head cannon for Durge/Gortash is Gortash's concept design (We all know the one, with the long-ass emo hair.) right? Hear me out... When Durge got taken out by Orin, Gortash had a whole like break-up mental breakdown and cut his hair short.

I could go into more detail but I'm like sleep deprived so this might just be a bunch of gibberish lmao.

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honestly I don’t think we talk about the fact that Gortash put BOMBS in some of the refugee children’s stuffed bears enough. bc like why…

I think it’s like a dig at Karlach bc of Clive like, “oh yeah I sold you to fight in avernus and now you have a bomb in your chest, now every other stuffed bear you see with also have a bomb in its chest lmao, xoxo gossip girl.”

like my top priority isn’t getting the Gort toxic romance I just need one line of dialogue asking him why he did that.

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so… remember when I said I wanted to create the most 2015 out of character most cringe fanfic about durgetash and I had that pole asking if I should actually write it (as well as some actual serious durgetash which I will.) well…. I did it. Any bad use of grammar/ spelling are 100% on purpose, this is not a serious fic aka please don’t think this is how I actually write.

enjoy 984 words of pure torture.

Hey my name is The Dark Urge but everyone calls me Durge for short. I’m really poggers and epic because I was born from the blood of Bhaal, yeah Bhaals my dad, suck on that posers. I have ivory-white scales and eyes the color of blood being splashed on the deepest of rubies. And I’m a storm sorcerer, studying to do magic is for losers! Plus I have this super cool slayer form that literally makes me so badass. As the true spawn of Bhaal you could say I have it all, I have a whole cult at my beck and call, all the different corpses I can eat… but there’s one thing I don’t have yet. There’s this one guy….. The chosen of Bane, we made like this pact thing that says I can’t harm him but it never said I couldn’t fuck him. And by the gods I will. I want him to be my shmoopie snuggluffagus cutie pookie patootie pudding muffin, but my dad is like a total buzz kill so I have to apologize for even thinking about putting a ring on that. Anyways his names Enver Gortash but he prefers for me to call him Enver because we’re close like that and I’m special and all that fun stuff. Plus I’m so much better that the depressed pile of dust and bones we also have to work with, ugh he’s such a boomer.

So here I am walking into Moonrise Towers so we can start discussing our super foolproof evil plans for how to take over the world. My super platform docs stomp against the stone steps to enter the tower, I glare at a few of the various subjects of other cults, idk which ones though, all I know is they’re not as cool as I am. Their probably posers and preps for all I know. But again, I don’t care. I make my grand entrance into the throne like room, doves flying behind me as light shines behind me, I’m just that important to like the world and stuff. I whip off my super cool angular anime sunglasses and I look around the room I see my pookie schmookie goth fantasy man boo-boo bear sugar goober standing off to the side and I see the old decaying grandpa corpse sitting on the big chair at the end of the room. Ugh, he’s the worst, and not even in a fun way, he won’t shut up about how his daughter doesn’t want to talk to him anymore and how he’s literally only here because of her, like how boring can a backstory get? He begins to speak. “Ah how nice of you to finally join us, you’re over an hour late.” He grumbles out, I swear theres like a moth living where his brain should be doesn’t he know that you have to be fashionably late? “Umm yeah.” I say, “that’s the point, what kind of nerd actually shows up on time.” I say rolling my perfect blood red eyes, making sure I show my sharp teeth as I scoff at him for extra effect. “Whatever, let’s just start the meeting already.” The reanimated corpse groans out, bones cracking as he repositions himself in his high chair. I cross my arms over my chest because I’m mysterious and awesome as the guy begins to speak, I don’t pay attention my sister is probably around here somewhere I’ll just ask her for the spark notes version. Gods I want to kill someone. Like I don’t have to, but I’m bored and it’s something I enjoy doing. Then I notice something in the corner of the room, while the old man goes on and on I go and investigate, the something I noticed was a cultist, not one of mine of course, they knew better. Upon further inspection, they don’t even seem to be a cultist, their robes look homemade with no reference to what they’re even supposed to be wearing. And they seem to be snooping around too, ugh it’s probably some Harper spy or something. Well, might as well get my kill count up while I’m here I guess… I approach them and before they could even begin to utter an excuse I shove my dagger in their mouth, dragging it against the roof of their mouth and tongue and pushing it down their throat. I watch with glee as the fear in their eyes gets worse as they start to choke on their own blood. I wiggle my blade, making the gashes in their mouth wider as I do so. I could stop there, but where’s the fun in that? I pull my dagger out to watch them cough and sputter out their own blood, uselessly clawing at their throat. Ugh, what a poser, I bet that even before I did that they wouldn’t be able to name 3 MCR songs.. I shove the spy onto the ground as they look up at me almost pleading with their eyes. Ugh it’s disgusting. So I take my dagger and I begin to hit them, it’s at this point I notice that the boring guy stopped speaking and the room was silent except for the occasional blood gurgle. I pull out the persons intestines and that’s when Gorts and my eyes meet across the room. It’s like so romantic like I swear someone casted like stop time or something… him and his pepsi dark eyes… I tuck some of the blood around my tympanum, gods he’s like so hot. Like the hottest I’ve seen in my 40 years of dreadful existence. Then he walks over to me and my heart goes doki doki he knees beside me on the other side of the now corpse and we start making out. No lips no tongue, all teeth. And then we took control of the netherbrain and got married.

The end.

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what if the only reason we don't have any letters between durge and gortash is because the both burned them to avoid leaving a paper trail of evidence of their friendship (or more)....

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...expect cringe early tomorrow. That one poorly-written fic from a few durgetash posts ago is coming to fruition. Remember: you guys asked for it.

(yeah I did vote in my own pole bc I got impatient, so what?)

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I'll be honest I didn't get the Gortash hype until I did a durge run and he was like full-on batting his eyelashes at my character. If that doesn't convince you that durge and Gortash had a little something going on behind the scenes idk what will.

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guys I need a super angsty fic/art where it’s both Orin and Gortash having their own meeting post tadpole but precannon where Gortash is all pissy bc the Durge is no where to be found (and he’s been looking all over the city w/ his steel watchers and still nothing.) and now he has to deal with their out of control sister. And Orin’s all pissy bc she didn’t fully think through her master plan of being daddy’s favorite and now has to deal with two people whom she can’t just kill on a whim.

and then let’s add some flavor into there, Orins feelings are complicated for the first time in her entire existence, sure she’s now Bhaals one and only chosen but, what now? She feels a sliver of guilt and then decides to take it out on Gortash if they ever argue about it.

oh and I’m talking ARGUE. Like real house wives of new jersey level shit, and it starts out with the whole “you’re out of control” “you’re weak” blah blah blah, but then one of them brings Durge into it and it becomes a whole other battle.

because when Gortash finds out Orins the reason Durge is gone he’s even more pissed, and Orin becomes pissed that he’s pissed because he’s part of the reason it was so easy to get rid of them.

and honestly, I know we all agree that Sceleritas thinks Gortash would be good enough for Durge…. But what if Orin says it like having a butler tell you is one thing, BUT THEIR BLOOD KIN GOING, “oh please, you were never good enough for them in the first place.” IS A WHOLE OTHER LEVEL.

(honestly again, this is just me wanting Orin and Durge to act as actual siblings…)