#Damn it dude

[xbalayage]

Okay so??? I went to put Silvio in a bath as my new pfp because it's hot and I shit you not, Tumblr flagged me as explicit because they thought silvio's tits were real. SO I HAD TO CHANGE IT AND I'M SO UPSET BUT LAUGHING SOO MUCH TOO???

@scummy-writes had to tell me for me to know it had happened sidbwkdjnf

[shmorp-mcdurgen]

The body hit the floor, and Seth didn’t feel anything other than pure rage and grief.

His son was dead. His son was dead.

All because of one, evil creature. A being he knew not the name of, but it was not an alternate, he knew that for true.

Its fire-like wings spread wide as it stepped towards the man, over its rapidly cooling kill. Unceremoniously announcing that it did not see Cesar as a being, just an obstacle.

The mere insinuation fueled the human’s rage, and Seth sprinted towards the being, full intent to kill.

Tackling it to the ground, he went to punch but stopped as it stared at him, eyes glowing bright white filled with knowledge and processes he couldn’t even dream of. It was alluring, entrancing, and he leaned closer.

Before snapping the things wing to the side, the sound of it breaking more like shattered glass than snapping bone.

It let out a screech at the movement, knocking Seth away into a tree with just its yell.

Efficiently, the man rose and ran forward once more, now with gun in hand.

He fired at its knee, arm and head, though only the first two hit their mark.

Angered wails of the heavenly and the damned combined into a twisted spiral; scratches and tears in his muscle made themselves known on Seth’s body, but he did not care.

Swinging an elbow, green ichor splashed onto its surface as the creature's face caved in from impact.

Taking his chance, Seth aimed and fired.

A noise that couldn’t be described rang through the fall air, alongside the brightest light imaginable- more bright than any sapient being could ever dream up- before the thump of glass hitting dirt came from before the human.

The body of a being neither human nor alternate lay still, and Seth collapsed.

Blood and tears mixed awfully as he painfully dragged himself through the mud and twigs, towards the other blurring corpse. Towards Cesar.

Laying next to his son, Seth felt feeling itself leave him as everything went numb, life liquid pouring from the wounds he had endured in all of his short and mortal life. Physical and mental, he bled onto the forest floor.

With a final breath, three bodies lay.

With no breath, a shattered corpse pieced itself back together.

With a breath of life, two bodies lay.

- murder anon :)

:(

[dragonpyre]

Ever look at a character and think “man, I wish the writers didn’t hate you”

[longbeachgp]

NOOO KATHERINE

[bacchuschucklefuck]

[sandwizard9]

He'd do numbers on here

[punkitt-is-here]

bandit heeler must have abandoned dignity long ago

[kreachvera]

the devious rapscallion proposes his mischievous scheme

[bugcouncil]

hey guess what skeltrr said i could post the new art he does since his blog is deactivated: a beautiful limited edition Dude for u

[fishtrift]

kinda fucked up actually??

[syn0vial]

BG3 Companions' Reactions Following Scratch's Permadeath

The following lines are triggered when a character throws Scratch's ball after he's been permakilled (AKA, killed at camp rather than just as a summon).

Astarion

Good riddance to the dog. Who'd miss that waggy little tail... (devnote: Pretending not to be sad and failing)

Does it have a sad squeak now? Is that even possible?

I suppose I'll just pick it up myself.

Can't believe the stupid dog isn't here to get the stupid ball. (devnote: Pretending not to be sad and failing)

Gale

You were an excellent friend, Scratch - and that's coming from a cat-lover.

I hope there's balls and bones galore, wherever you are...

Poor Scratch. I'm lucky to have met you.

I hope Scratch doesn't miss his ball, wherever he is...

Karlach

I miss my dog.

Here, pup. (devnote: Sadly. The dog is dead and she knows this.)

Why am I doing this to myself?

Scratch should be here. With his family.

Lae'zel

It's not much fun alone.

I really don't know what I thought would happen.

Solo fetch. A miserable pastime.

Can't believe I'm going to say this, but - I miss Scratch.

Shadowheart

I need to stop doing this to myself...

I didn't do this enough, when I had the chance.

I hope Scratch has a new ball to play with, wherever he is...

It's silly... part of me felt like Scratch might still show up for his ball.

Wyll

Fetch isn't much of a solo game.

Damn. I miss the furry fellow.

For old times' sake.

I miss you, Scratch.

Halsin

I hope you are happy, wherever you are.

I am sorry, Scratch

I torment myself - Scratch is not going to come

Poor Scratch. I hope he is at peace.

Jaheira

Enough. This isn't helping anyone.

You deserved better, boy

Gods, but you'd miss the fuss. The noise. Gods above, even the smell.

Pointless, without a pup to chase it.

Minsc

Scratch, come and... oh. How could I forget he was gone, Boo?

No game of fetch will bring Scratch back from death.

I know he is gone, Boo, but... perhaps this is a way of keeping him alive, no?

I miss him, Boo.

Minthara

Everyone assumes I killed the dog. I liked the dog. (devnote: talking to herself. Comic edge to this.)

Scratch reminded me of my first displacer beast. A noble creature.

Withers! Be a good skeleton and fetch that ball. (devnote: joking—doesn't actually expect Withers to fetch the ball she just threw)

Gah. I miss the damn dog. (devnote: surprised by her own feelings)

[lucdoodle]

Oh man the Buggy wink scene!! I had to draw it!

[vermiformish]

Happy CYL8 everybody :)

[dedusmuln]

yeah you support trans people but are you normal about trans men who choose to get pregnant

[triona-tribblescore]

*cough* ...uhh, wanna go grab some seafood or smthin?

(Yo-Ho-Ho) A Ninjas Life For Me

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[thecmaly]

really? right in front of my karaage?

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