#LET'S FUCKING GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

[local-salt-raiders-fan]

RAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

[clarissaexplainingitall]

Remembrance of the Rot Goddess: Chapter 9

The miasma is omnipresent in the outskirts of the Omen’s domain, lingering in a manner reminiscent of the battlefield it was built beneath. The thick stench of iron emanating from the lake of blood weighs heavily upon the air, clings to fabric and skin and stone in a manner far sharper than the rot.  Did it drip beneath the sand? Pool beneath the earth of Caelid, festering resentment made manifest? Poor, accursed Marika, to so divorce herself from death by cutting it away only to birth a trio of offspring inextricably circling it: blood, corpses, rot. 

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[terriblegam2r]

For the Richonners who follow me and who will be watching the first episode of TOWL tomorrow at 9pm EST (and not on AMC+) and don't want to see any spoilers until then, I will be watching every episode when it airs on AMC+ at 12am PST on Sundays and will be posting about it after the episode finishes.

I will include tags "towl spoilers" and "the ones who live spoilers" if I post/reblog any TOWL content on my page right afterwards fyi.

[praetorqueenreyna]

TWO TAMLIN WEEK FICS DONE

THREE TO GO

7K WORDS IN THE TAMLIN WEEK DOC

[powerchab]

I FUCKING ENDED PIZZA TOWER LET'S GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

[i-am-a-whimsy-boy]

LET'S GOOOOOOO!

How well do you see color?

I’m cry I scored 60, I feel blind

[diamond-dangeresque]

[daz4i]

AYOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

MY BOYS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!?!?!?!?!!!!!!!????!!!!!!!!!!

[avernusfuries]

"If it's all the same to you, the House of Hope looked just about as empty as Cazador's palace does the last we've been to it. I'm fairly certain that Halsik fellow wouldn't mind terribly letting us through... And with my newfound talents, I can be incredibly persuasive when I want to, my love. Even more so than before." (have an ascended vampire boyfriend making plans with the love of his life after this thing ♡)

Once upon a time, Karlach had learned what it had meant to love him. She understood him in a way that some never could. Not completely. She knew a thing about unwilling servitude, and though both experiences had been entirely different from one another, they had been as equally as brutal. She had wondered, in the aftermath of his ascension, if she would have to learn to love him all over again. A little differently. The fact that he would to Avernus with her with barely a second thought, and stall his power grab on the throat of the city to ensure that she wasn't alone, proved to her that he was still the same man she fell in love with.

Different, but the same. He no longer carried his fear like dead weight on his shoulders, his stalk more proud and a glint in his eye that she imagined he might've had long before the grips of immorality and the shitstorm that came after it had taken it from him. Karlach loved this version of him too. They would be as devoted to one another as two people could truly be, and in Avernus ... Well, that was as rare as teeth on an owl bear or tits on a fish.

A part of her wished that she could thank him properly, and in her own way, she did. She did in the I love yous and the viciousness of battle when she was in the heat of it, when her body took hits meant for him and utilised that pain and turned it into anger. Karlach wouldn't have to worry about her old heart failing her, because there... here she was in her element. He was a quick learner. Would use his newfound powers to strike fear into the hearts of any that crossed the path of the terrible twosome, and fuck, had they fought.

Zariel would hardly grant them a moment's peace, and Karlach and Astarion would be formidable foes for they had the one thing her best soldiers couldn't replicate: a bond and synergy that was more than head-deep, it was webbed and threaded throughout the both of them in a way that no amount of burning, scars, or near-death experiences couldn't kick. Suddenly, very suddenly, the looming threat of the hell didn't seem so bad. Dread was briefly replaced with a girlish sort of excitement that made her tingly all over.

As much as she wanted to give him an easy life, and to love him how he deserved to be loved, it was not in the cards for them. Instead, they had an entire lifetime by each others' sides.

Fuck, they would make such a good team.

She had never put much thought into what would've happened to the House of Hope after they had run it through. It would longer held the same busyness in the absence of Raphael himself ( good riddance, Karlach thought! Fucker got what was coming to him! ). It was a stroke of genius at its finest, and Karlach could have fucking kissed him. Almost did, too, before she caught herself. Karlach let out a small bark of laughter. "Gods, I never even thought about that place. Burnt it out, after that stupid fucking song got stuck in my head."

It was far enough away that Karlach and Astarion would have a moment where they could recoup and recover when the need arised, and with devils enjoying the privacy of their own homes ... It would be exactly what they needed.

"And I know a thing or two about those persuasive talents of yours. Fell victim to them a time or two." A pause. "In a good way, I mean. You're good with your words. If they don't work, I can scare Helsik into giving us the run of the place, don't you worry."

[avid-adoxography]

werewolf gf

snarling and clawing your way into my heart. obsessed. lets go demolish capitalism

i made a uquiz to find out what kind of gf you are

[glitchgeek]

[hypothesiscosmos]

CLOWN HONKING INTENSIFIES

[cupophrogs]

OH MY GOD!!!!

Dog day is Rich!!!!!

What is Drew’s reaction!!!!!!

Dogday takes the phone in his free hand, and brings it up to his face, careful not the grip too hard in his desperation. Drew has never seen him so silent, so still, and in the bright light of the screen, he swears he can see tears starting to fall. No one speaks. Drew barely breathes, waiting with twitching hands for an answer. A sob, a shake of the head, a twitch. Nothing.

Finally, the shfff of fabric against stone cracks the tension in the air as Dogday pulls his feet closer to his body. There’s a tremble in his hands as he stares. Tentatively, Drew reaches out and places a hand on Dogday’s knee; an offering, and breathes. Dogday breathes with him.

“He’s alive.”

~~~

(Silvie Line(puppet) belongs to my bestie @theknifeclown)

[lucent-nargacuga]

@gethoce

(April 12th 2024)

No medical confirmation or psychological evaluation necessary. The law will be active by the 1st of November this year.

First names can also be changed while changing gender. One all inclusive package with minimum effort.

[infizero]

I MANIFESTED THIS

[rosenrot234]

ROBBIES VOICE ACTING AND HOW NERVOUS HE SOUNDS AHHHHHHHHHH