#IS in fact my favorite companion

[eldritchamy]

I have owned Baldur's Gate 3 for exactly 38 hours and I have played 29.7 hours of it on steam

[deer-with-a-stick]

I think someone should just throw all of the BG3 companions into Dungeon of the Mad Mage. Just take the post-canon generally considered "good" endings and throw em in there.

Why? Because it would be hilarious to me and also that's like the one official module that goes up to level 20.

I won't lie and say the only thing I can think of is the team trying to kill an angry mechanical purple worm while screeching at Gale because "what do you mean we're in Waterdeep and you know the bastard who owns this death trap?? I was perfectly alright in the damn Underdark thank you very much I did not sign up for this"

[ineffablefool]

.....how did it take me four days after watching The Star Beast to realize that about the youngest Noble (yes I was confused when the kids on the bikes yelled at her)

(At least it was quicker than after I watched Good Omens s1, when it took a couple weeks of my Tumblr dash being 50% Ineffable Walnuts userpics before I realized that hey you could maybe ship these two)

[thegreatyin]

astarion, 1 and 2 and 25

1 - Why do you like or dislike this character?

i think the way the fandom tends to focus on him and him exclusively is a bit grating, but like. i get it. his arc IS that good. he IS one of the best characters in a game full of great characters. the fact you get to lead him down a path of either carrying on the cycle of abuse or breaking it entirely is *chef's kiss*

god bg3's themes are so good

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2 - Favorite canon thing about this character?

it's gotta be his classic "i was right there" reaction to leaving him to die at the creche when it blows up. it's just. it's so peak. the way he swerves from "nice summer's day" to "FULL CONCENTRATED POWER OF THE SUN" gets me everytime.

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25 - What was your first impression of this character? How about now?

at first: funny elf guy (didn't think about him very much)

now: funny elf guy!!!! (affectionate, beloved, scrunkly little scrunkle of a man)

[00midnightrider00]

Who do you ship Kafka with?

I ship her with Blade

[everythingne]

current life goal: sneak as many totally unrelated references into fan fics as possible

[castelobyers]

[cemetery-baccanal]

Wasn’t expecting the gay vampire manga to have a pretty accurate embalming scene but here we are.

[swinging-stars-from-satellites]

oh no! having feelings about the Doctor and Clara again!!

[lem-argentum]

i realize now how easily i get attached to octopath side characters

[sailforvalinor]

Top 5 Doctor companions?

OOOOH, let’s see…

1. Rose

2. Donna

3. Wilfred

4. Mickey

5. Martha

(I get the feeling that when I meet Clara in the show she will be on this list somewhere, but as I haven’t officially met her yet 🤷‍♀️)

[weisscreamcake]

remembered deacon fallout 4 exists and i’m once again bitter he’s not a romance option

[brutal-out-here]

I only have one question for Doctor Who fans. How the hell do y’all pick favorites??

[trashmammal-7]

Were some of the lines in the new special a bit forced? A bit cheesy? Yes. But have you taken a look at how the world is treating trans people at the moment. Have you taken a fucking look??

Having such a beloved franchise grab me by the shoulders and tell me I am important and loved and can accomplish so much despite what millions think is so fucking important and I for one am so grateful to RTD for doing that with Doctor Who.

[crunchycrystals]

completely unrelated to my last post im also hyped as hell for the new doctor who episode

[foldingfittedsheets]

Before my beloved and I moved in together they were living with roommates in a place that didn't have a bathtub. Now, a reasonable person might conclude from this that baths would be out of the equation in a home with only one standing shower and no tub.

But these people weren't quitters. Naturopathic doctors and acupuncturists they were dedicated to treating their bodies well and one of the ways they liked to do that was hydrotherapy. Most people are familiar with this through things like polar bear plunges. You sit in a hot tub then jump in freezing water.

It's supposedly good for you and they were way into it. But again, no tub. They'd do hydro showers but it just wasn't the same. These people were not quitters, though. (One of them is the boob soap person, so it really isn't a surprise that she goes hard on everything). So they got what looked like two big metal old timey tubs but which were actually animal food troughs and set them up in the garage. They set up a water heater and god knows how they emptied the tub after, I think there was hoses involved? A pump maybe? I honestly can't remember. Anyway! Voila, hydrotherapy on demand.

I was not aware of this. So when I came over after a long day and my beloved said we should take a bath I was extremely puzzled. I only knew about the one shower. They showed me the garage tubs. I did want a bath and I wasn't really sure about the setup, but honestly I'll try anything once if only for the story, so I agreed.

Fun fact about me though. I haaaate being cold. I've been 0% body fat most of my life with skin barely keeping my bones enclosed. I'm always cold. My favorite activity at the time was sitting directly in front of space heaters. My shower temperatures turn me lobster red and make my beloved cringe. Willingly dunking myself into cold water is the antipathy of my entire deal.

On the night in question I happily submerged into the warm tank, pleasantly surprised by the big silly improvised tub. Which again was meant for livestock. My knees bumped companionably against my beloved as we soaked in the hot water. After a while they rose to go into the cold water. "You don't have to," they told me.

But I was haunted. I wouldn't be doing hydro if I just stayed in the warm tub. Maybe hydro was amazing. It has all these health benefits. I desperately didn't want to but I stood up with them. We were having this nice intimate evening in the garage, just us, I felt safe. I was gonna do it.

They stepped easily into the cold tub, dunking matter of factly into the frigid water. I went to step. I did. I really really tried. My foot went in and I started shrieking, my progress arrested by the total state of shock I entered when my warm toasty foot hit that smug arctic water tension. My beloved started laughing as my pitch ascended the deeper my foot went into the cold water.

I started loudly narrating my discomfort as my foot touched the bottom and I willed my other foot up to join it. "THIS IS VERY COLD," I yelled, "IT'S SO COLD I THINK I MIGHT DIE HOW ARE YOU JUST CASUALLY SITTING IN THIS FREEZING COLD WATER?! I'M DYING- I THINK I'M DYING! I'M DYING BUT WE'RE HERE, TOGETHER! I CAN DO THIS! I CAN DO THESE EVEN THOUGH IT'S SO COLD ALL MY MOLECULES HAVE COMPRESSED INTO A SOLID STATE!"

I ended up with both feet planted in the cold tub, water up to my shins, bellowing and panting while my beloved laughed so hard they couldn't breathe. I hunkered over the cold water, squatting like a frozen gargoyle.

My beloved was trying to psyche me up while I willed my body to obey me. In a sudden jerky drop like a puppet whose strings have been cut I plummeted my body into the cold and let out a shriek that I’m sure could have shattered glass and then leapt up out of the water at a speed relative to a rocket achieving space flight. I didn’t like it.

When we got back inside my beloved's roommates were collapsed on the ground with tears in the their eyes from how hard they'd been laughing. They and probably every neighbor down the block had heard my pterodactyl screeching and narration because the garage was not remotely soundproof.