#anarchist!karlach

[karlachismylife]

Oh but what if in the anarchist!Karlach au she and Johnny find no better way to deal with their conflicted feelings on this awkward reunion than to literally beat each other up.

Just go to a barren sandlot on the outskirts of the town and let their frustrations that were brewing for years out in the form of a nasty, feral fistfight. Bloody knuckles, cherry red framing Karlach's paprika red cheekbone running from her split eyebrow, Johnny's swollen and bleeding lips with bright crimson tinting his teeth. Karlach's tail yanked so hard they hear several vertebras cracking being pulled apart, Soap wheezing as she tries to throttle him pinned down on the dusty ground among trash. Years of hurt seeping through with sweat and foaming drool, anger boiling their blood to the point of steam rising from their skin into the chilly morning air. Stray dogs living in the lot pausing their search for food scraps in the improvised dump to look at a human and a tiefling losing all sentience to growl at each other helplessly when they put each other in headlocks.

And Ghost finally tracking them down after he woke up with Johnny nowhere to be seen, only to witness them sitting on the ground, covered in blood, sweat, dust and trash, resting their foreheads against each other and maybe crying - hard to tell with all the grime making little trails on their faces.

Simon sure knows how to pick them.

[karlachismylife]

That's what Karlach x Soap said y'all (both in the Faerûn plotline and in the anarchist!Karlach modern!au)

[alpaca-clouds]

How redeeming Gortash would improve Karlach's story

I will admit, that the title is a bit overstated, because by the time you actually get to interact with Gortash, the plot just does not have enough time left to redeem him. Because other than what some folks in Hollywood think: No, giving a character one last minute "heel-face-turn" with one big symbolic act does not in fact redeem a character. Redemption is a process that takes time.

BG3 actually understands this, because Astarion's arc basically ends with: "You took the first steps towards redemption." Which is really good.

However: You could end the game at least in a way to set Gortash up for a possible redemption arc - and more importantly just... not have him die. Because actually that would improve Karlach's character arc.

I will get one thing out of the way first: The entire "Gortash redemption" idea is always contentious on the fact that he is a really bad guy. Like, he is bad. He brutally killed and tortured, he enslaved people, all of that.

I am an anarchist though. Hence, I do not really believe that punishment is in any way just. And to put it differently: Killing Gortash does not undo any of the harm he has caused. Not a single dead person will live through it, not a single tortured person will become untortured through it, and no slave is freed through it either (you kinda gotta say that as the player in a different mission).

And yes, I will say at this point that in general I was iffed by the fact that in many fights of the game I was not given a choice really. It was "either join the bad guys or kill them", and my "all charisma bard", who does not believe in killing for revenge, was like: "But... But..."

Like, my Tav was on board with killing Cazador (because literally in the situation it is "kill Cazador or have 7000 people die") and killing Ketheric (because he needed to die to end the curse), but he is already iffy on Orin (as she never had a choice but to be a killer) and definitely is not on board with killing Gortash (because there is no good reason to do it).

But let me talk about Karlach. Because the thing is... I have seen a lot of commentary on how Wyll is underwritten. And he is. But not as underwritten as Karlach. Like, her entire companion quest basically goes: "Kill some fake paladins, find Dammon, find two pieces of Infernal Iron, kill Gortash (which you have to do for plot reasons either way)". She doesn't really have a dungeon connected to her quest. Nor really an exclusive boss fight, because again: Gortash you kinda gotta fight for the story either way. Nothing really.

Every other character, too, also has to make one hard decision. Where they want one thing - but what is actually the good thing is something else. I wrote about this before, the "become what you hate" decision, basically.

Karlach doesn't. Sure, you could argue that the "die or go back to Avernus" decision is her big decision. But it feels very different than the decisions of the others.

Which brings me to Gortash and saving him.

Here is the thing: Logically speaking Gortash should probably be able to fix Karlach's engine. He understands infernal engines, as he built the Steel Watch around them. You can easily argue that yeah, he should be able to fix Karlach. And that... would actually make for a great decision for Karlach's story.

If I would get to fix Karlach's companion quest, I would probably do it like this: Put in some sort of dungeon where Dammon sends you in the hope that you can find some plans there, that might give him an understanding on how to fix the engine. Heck, if you do not wanna do a whole new dungeon, you could also just put some plans or whatever into the Steel Foundry.

The point is that it will then turn out that, yeah, even with those plans for some reason Gortash is the only one who could fix it. Putting Karlach into the spot to make this decision: Does she value her life more than her revenge on Gortash?

Because here is the thing: Gortash is supposed to be 1) the intelligent one of the dead three chosen, and 2) also clearly is the one who acts first and foremost in some sense for his own self-preservation. Which made me go like: "Nah, this does not make sense," when he decides to fight against me after his Steel Watch was disabled and I already killed the other two chosen.

So, yeah... You should get at least a chance to persuade him to just give up - or, going back to what I was talking about before - to save Karlach.

And again, I actually think that even for the Gortash part of the story it would make for more interesting storytelling. Killing him is not really that interesting.

Especially as, once again, killing him does not undo any of the harm he has caused. But given that he is this big egghead he could actually do something good if he got to live. And yeah, also there is the fact that... You know... Given what we know about his backstory, his actions are about as understandable as those of some of the companions.

Some of you might already know, I have written some fics dealing with the way how I would imagine something like this to go. Mainly Hurt begets Hurt (which is basically my Tav convincing Gortash to give up), An Impossible Future (Karlach inner turmoil after her engine is fixed) and Cheesy Noodles (Gortash being a big meany towards Tav, who is unphased by this).

I am right now writing a story featuring Astarion dealing with a very, very depressed Gortash.

[ifr1t]

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Ghost

Sleep Token

Hozier

Megan Thee Stallion

Yaelokre

Babymetal

Ricky Montgomery

Bring Me The Horizon

Will Wood /& the Tapeworms

The Oh Hello's

Illapu

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Maelstrom Black

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Baldur’s Gate 3

Call of Duty: Modern Warfare Trilogy (OG & Reboot)

Detroit: Become Human

Overwatch 2 (im so bad)

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Deadpool 1 & 2

Deadpool & Wolverine

Venom 1 & 2

Spider-Man: ITSV/ATSV

probably other stuff im forgetting rn

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X-Men ‘97

X-Men (original Animated series)

Good Omens

Bungou Stray Dogs

Dungeon Meshi

The Boys (not super into it tho)

Our Flag Means Death ('')

YouTubers:

Kwite

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Russian Badger

Jschlatt

Not Even Emily

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Jack Septiceye

Technoblade

Slimecicle

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Accidental Death Of An Anarchist (play)

The Song of Achilles (book)

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Neil Newbon (actor)

Hugh Jackman (actor)

Ifrit and Zephyr (the band Ghost)

Hozier (Musician)

Astarion (BG3)

Karlach (BG3)

Papa Emeritus IV (the band Ghost)

Connor (DBH)

Deadpool / Wade Wilson (Marvel Comics)

Wolverine / Logan Howlett (Marvel Comics/X-Men)

Spider-Man (Marvel Comics)

Morph / Kevin Sydney (X-Men)

Nightcrawler / Kurt Wagner (X-Men)

Storm / Ororo Munroe (X-Men)

My twt mooties

My irls

[karlachismylife]

Okay right, since I headcanon that modern!anarchist!Karlach ended up with a pacemaker this is EXACTLY what she would do. No hesitation. Also would be so sad that she only can so it once and won't get to bellyrub the lucky pup.

[jewishevelinebaker]

I love making leftist infighting headcanons. Wyll is a marxist leninist. Gale is a libertarian socialist. Karlach is an anarchist.

[healingpuppys]

Stimboards pt. 4

agere natsuki stimboard

agere steve harrington stim

3rd game springtrap stimboard

CG! harvey stardew valley stimboard

sam from stardew valley stimboard

caribou stimboard

CG! Hobie brown stimboard

CG! Falin Touden stimboard

agere mutsumi wakaba stimboard

diane nguyen stimboard

roger and max from max and ruby stimboard

agere mable pines stimboard

puppy regression stimboard

CG! cronus stimboard

anarchist theory stimboard

newfoundland puppy stimboard

woody woodpecker stimboard

wolf petre stimboard

agere pangolin stimboard

Laios from Dungeon Meshi stimboard

agere knuckles stimboard

CG! matt murdock stimboard

agere mera salamin stimboard

petre titanboa stimboard

China from Hetalia stimboard

agere 2D gorillaz stimboard

Vanellope von schweetz stimboard

CGs! leela and fry stimboard

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CG! preed from Titan A. E stimboard

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agere roxy and june play date stimboard

CG! sniper TF2 stimboard

agere vox stimboard

chica from sprout stimboard

agere dismas stimboard with lizzard’s

CG! test tube and little cheesy stimboard

babyre jinx stimboard

how to train your dragon stimboard

agere Umi from port by the sea stimboard

fursuit paw stimboard

CG! marvus stimboard

dragonkin plush stimboard

seven red suns stimboard

agere luke nightingale stimboard

agere rin shirayuki stimboard

dave x john stimboard

farm kiddo stimboard

scratch and molly stimboard

helmsmen homestuck stimboard

disciple homestuck stimboard

signless homestuck stimboard

Dolorosa stimboard

shark pup stimboard

thalia grace stimboard

diona stimboard

CG! gallagher stimboard

camila noceda stimboard

scp-999 stimboard

gus from sweet tooth stimboard

petre spring fox stimboard

agere colt from brawl stars stimboard

90s carpet and squiglz stimboard

grubber stimboard

tamagotchi + pixel stimboard

snoopy stimboard

CG! professor venomous stimboard

batman stimboard

CG! astarion stimboard

stimboard with gears, toys, and coloring

cottonee stimboard

CG! karlach stimboard

agere toy bonnie with red stimboard

magnetic by ILLIT stimboard

anya from spy x family stimboard

dream agere room stimboard

agere Misumi uika stimboard

paci gifs pt. 9

pen and woody regression playdate stimboard

kankri x cronus stimboard

dolorosa x psiioniic stimboard

agere toy bonnie stimboard

reptile regressor caliborn stimboard

paci gif pt. 8

transfem eridan stimboard

agere karako pierot stimboard

worms reloaded stimboard

agere abigail hobbs stimboard

CG! doc scratch stimboard

fiver 2018 stimboard

trollsona stimboard

firepaw stimboard

agere john egbert stimboard

1x1x1x1 super paper stimboard

verfection and voixer stimboard

agere dave strider stimboard

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silly dog fella OC stimboard

agere tavros stimboard

[applejuicewerewolf]

Oh yeah did I ever show you my DUrge

Meet Redstorm (not her real name), she's trying to be chaotic good. Anarchist. Storm Sorceress. If she could say her own lines then "I AM THE STORM" would be heard at least 10 times a day followed by some poor smuck getting blasted. Also I love her. Yes I gave her both the big face scar AND the weird wavy face paint. Also the right eye is from Volo, she did not start out with heterochromia.

If I wouldn't have to worry about stats then she'd run around like a sea captain all day. Maybe one of her "Worst Case Scenario" plans for dealing with both the Urge and the Tadpole would be to sail out into sea alone for the rest of her life. Drifting wherever the wind takes her.

Snarky but genuinely a good person save for some accidental bard murder. Will take no shit from any authority figure but is definitely scared of herself and the fucking Hat Goblin. Did develop some self-esteem issues thanks to the whole DUrge situation.

btw, her inspiration was Red Water Dreams from Aviators. The way I interpret the lyrics for her is that her journey will both herald rivers of blood flowing; and the toppling of the Absolute cult and any who are in on the conspiracy. Especially the second verse fits her so well.

I've also decided from the very start that she will romance Karlach, since Karl seemed to fit her morals the most. They fit together so well <3

[the-queens-junk]

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Call me Dez, I'm a butch trans woman and part of the @hrtbt-system (main blog). I'm an introject of Junker Queen from Overwatch and Karlach from BG3.

Outside of my sources my biggest interests are DOOM, machines and big fucking weapons. I listen to a lot of punk and metal and despite the title, I'm an anarchist.

This is where I rock out, sometimes with my cock out - you'll see horny shit here, but this ain't just a porn blog. I post what I like when I like.

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DNI: Minors/ageless blogs, transphobes, ableists, misogynists, blah blah blah if you're a prick you get the boot.

[karlachismylife]

I have four fresh asks in my inbox that all bring me immense joy and I wanna give all four quite lengthy answers, so asking for a lil bit of patience from my beautful anons, the brain juice is juicing (is this an appropriate thing to say considering that two out of four are piss-related? i dunno) 🙏🏼 I am once again sleepy for god knows what reason so I came here to ramble sleepily. Surprisingly no unhinged feral thoughts tonight.

Just Karlach, Soap and Ghost. Probably from the anarchist!Karlach au, but far, far down the line, when everything between them is finally resolved and their little weird and unlikely family is together.

Holy shit it somehow became a oneshot.

All The Leaves Are Brown

(Title from "California Dreamin'" by Hi Standard)

Dingy little apartment, messy and a tad bit unlivable, smelling like petrol, paint and cigarette smoke, partially stripped of furniture, half-painted murals on just recently plastered walls, window frames old and frail, letting draft in. It's okay, though, it's not that far into the autumn cold yet, so no need to whip out whatever hermetic paste they decided to try this year.

Just a little bit chilly.

Chilly isn't a problem for them. Not when both Karlach and Soap are living, breathing furnaces, tank tops and matching boxer briefs letting the heat evaporate from the big surface of their naked skin. And there is plenty of heat as they laze about on the old couch, casing coming apart in the most rubbed on places, pillows dipping almost down to the floor, a single spring trying to bite into Karlach's ass as she sits there, Johnny perched on her thick thigh with his hands running up her stomach, the fabric of her loose top bunching up over his wrists.

They're just kissing, slow, sloppy, sensual makeout, puffy and sensitive - they've been going at it for quite some time already - lips catching onto each other. Johnny catches Karlach's lower lip ring between his, tugs carefully, gliding his tongue over the steel piercing and further into her mouth - only for it to be caught by the tiefling, sucked on and melted in the clove aftertaste of the pretentious black-wrapper cigarettes she spoils herself with.

Pulling back a bit, he slurps the excessive drool loudly, as if he was offered a really sweet caramel candy, causing them both to giggle, Karlach's nose wrinkling irresistibly. Johnny kisses those wrinkles with his wet lips, then brushes them against the snake bites piercings at the corners of her mouth, touches her little eyebrow ring and finally presses a soft, barely audible "chu" to her forehead, rendering Karlach completely soft and peaceful, yellow cat eyes fluttering close and her big palms coming to rest on the small of his back, not even noticing that it makes the hem of his tank top ride up just like hers.

"Tryna heat up the place, are ya?" Low chuckle startles them just a little bit - after a certain amount of time you just come to terms with living a literal ghost, able to move silently even when the ancient floorboards of the cheap apartment creak even under cockroaches' tiny little feet. Simon's quiet appearance still elicits simultaneous "fuck"s from his two warm sunshines, and he looks pleased with himself as he detaches himself from the wall he was leaning on for god knows how long. Watching them. Soaking in their love he had to learn to accept.

"Aya, dinnae want ye tae freeze yer auld bones, LT." Soap grins at him, sliding off Karlach's thigh onto the couch that immediately lets out the most pitiful and drawn out plea for mercy a piece of furniture is capable of. Karlach next to him crinkles her nose again and slaps her bare thigh in a more than clear invitation.

"Come on, soldier. We missed you."

Something buried, rotten and probably almost dead flutters in Simon's chest at this simple, fearlessly sincere and thus invincible in its vulnerability admission. He thinks everyone in the room can hear the disgusting sound of raw meat, chopped up and disfigured, fed to the worms and rejected even by them, churning in place of his heart - but neither bright-eyed Johnny with a mischievous smirk on his face, nor visibly excited Karlach with her tail twitching and coiling around nothingness on the floor, seem to be turned off by the gloom and darkness that Simon is.

Even after everything he put them through, they are just as eager to have him, if not more.

He comes closer, big, looming shadow, wrapped in all black from head to toe - from the hood of his skeleton hoodie obscuring his eyes to the socks, probably not a pair since he can't find a single matching one after that one time he let Karlach deal with the laundry. Doesn't matter, though, Simon just needs them to be warm, and that they are.

Autumn is his season, season of wet decay and exposed death, but he still barely handles the cold. Winter will be hard.

Two hands grab him at the same time, a considerable effort put into pulling him onto the couch between two buff bodies. Giving in just for the sake of the pleading puppy eyes, Simon carefully lowers himself onto the poor thing barely holding up - and finds himself in a heatwave.

Karlach and Johnny are searing hot as they wrap themselves around him, muscular thighs thrown over his manspread, one leathery tail coiled under his knee, burly arms holding him down by his waist and chest as if he might wrangle himself free and run away.

He would. Just some months ago, he would. Run away and leave scorched ground behind himself, empty shells and shattered hearts.

His, whole, reborn and red-blooded, gives away everything Simon would like to keep to himself, as it pumps like crazy, sending cold, viscous blood to his skin to get warmed up by the external heat of his lovers and come back as red surf washing over the internal organs.

"Should've come to us sooner, mate, you're freezing," rings Karlach's genuine worry in his ear. Booming voice that used to bring some deep-rooted hate from within muffled as Simon watches her grab his hand and shove it under her tank top generously. Her chest is burning hot, like he dipped his hand into boiling water after holding it in ice.

"Stubborn bastart." Soap grumbles into his other ear, lifting Simon's second palm and pressing hot kisses to his scarred knuckles. Black hoodie starts to get hot. "Hiding from us won't fly, LT."

Karlach's fat scar glides under his fingers - she leans closer, careful with her remaining horn, and Ghost half expects her to kiss him like she was kissing Johnny - hungrily and sensually, but instead he gets a soft nose brush and a peck onto the little bump with a scar he has after breaking it how many times.

"Why so shy all of a sudden, lass?" It's a weak attempt to regain control, and Karlach has no one control her. She shushes him with a quick peck to his mangled lips. Then on his cheek. His temple. Split eyebrow. Corner of his eyes.

"Just taking my time to look at you, soldier. And I like what I see." Her smile is blindingly bright and genuine. Simon's ears feel hot - he can't believe he would blush from a single compliment.

Turns out, it's just Johnny breathing open-mouthed breaths onto the tips of his ears to warm him up. Caught in broad daylight, he just snorts with a grin and latches onto Simon's neck, bringing out the shivers. Now that his hand is free from distracted Johnny, Ghost can bury his fingers in the outgrown mohawk and pull, earning an immediate moan and a more eager bite to the neck from his predictable mutt.

"Wanna take this off? We'll keep you warm, Si," Karlach's impatience is too obvious - in the way her tail squeezes his knee tighter and her fingers tug on the hem of the hoodie, urging Ghost to get rid of it.

The thought of shedding his thick cotton hide is cold. But when he does pull it off with a casual tug somewhere behind his scruff and over his head, Simon doesn't even get a chance to shudder, two living heaters plastering themselves over his both sides.

Slowly, without much coordination and with apologetic giggle from Karlach at the sound of suffering furniture, they all lean onto the back of the couch and pull their legs from the floor, tangling them and her tail together.

"Ye good?" Johnny tucks his head into the crook of Ghost's neck, his hot, wet breath hitting his pale collarbone peeking from the T-shirt's collar.

"I'll fix the windows tomorrow, don't worry, soldier. Someone from the commune brought good stuff from the city and promised to share." Simon frees his hand from Karlach's tank top and wraps it around her shoulders, scratching at the base of her broken horn absentmindedly. He would've refused help from her people proudly not so long ago. Nothing he needs from the scum like them.

But that scum is family now. And the windows need fixing. And finally someone is doing or for him, not waiting until he deals with all his problems himself.

Karlach's heart can't beat too fast nowadays, but her ears still twitch and her eyelashes flutter when he presses a kiss to her forehead.

"S'alright, love. I'm already plenty warm."

[karlachismylife]

Anarchist!Karlach lives in my head rent-free (I am yet to write something very special to me on the topic with the main ship being Karlach/Astarion), and now I'm thinking about ex-military!Karlach, disappointed in the system!Karlach, soldier turned anarchist!Karlach

that still loves her childhood friend (friend? brother? sweetheart?) Johnny who joined military with her, but chose a different path after they witnessed the rot within and refused to turn a blind eye to that

that still believes that they both want to do what's right, but the world around them forces so much walls, distrust and rivalry between them that they fail to see that fire in each other, convinced that they can never be allies

that wants to reach her hand out when Johnny comes back to hometown after years away and show him the horizontal network she built in the comunity they both belonged to, but gets growled at by the distrusting masked looming shadow he calls Ghost (and loves so openly, still averse to hiding his feelings)

that can't hide her feelings either, but has absolutely no idea what to do and feels like a lost little tiefling with a puny red tail and a missing tooth before a human embodiment of sunshine reaches his hand out to invite her to play football

that feels like that pacemaker she brought home from the army might just about explode and give out if she doesn't do something soon

that finds out that the way to Johnny's heart still lies through the hearts of people he cares about

that learns to love Ghost too

and barrels through walls literally and figuratively along the way

[karlachismylife]

The more I think about it, the angstier it gets, because can you imagine what's going through Simon's head when he sees what Johnny, his Johnny still calls home despite leaving a long time ago (for convenience? or some other reason? Soap is an open book, but it's written in goddamn gibberish and scribbles), the place that is supposed to be some kind of heaven on earth, absolutely plagued by the people who remind him of his fucking sod of a father?

Can you imagine the betrayal he can't help but feel when he sees that the bloody horned creature, devil herself, hair cut so similar to the junk that monster of a person hung out with, pins and manners absolutely identical - that monstrosity looks at his Johnny with a puppy's adoration? When he realizes that Soap is happy - confused, perhaps, conflicted, hurt, torn, angry, all kinds of complicated emotions, but among them undeniably happy with the bloody punk scum?

Can you imagine the disgust and turmoil anarchist!Karlach would unknowingly cause in Simon himself by being friendly (loving) towards him and still standing her ground on the different beliefs? The torture it would be for him to hate her and at the same time understand, respect, love her?

The only thing that can stop these two from ruining each other like two toxic tumors inside each other's lives is... Johnny. 'Cause only Johnny has enough love to smooth over their rough corners and endure all hells they put each other (and him) through before coming to terms with the new reality.

Reality where all three of them are family. And Simon be damned if he lets his family fall apart again.

Anarchist!Karlach lives in my head rent-free (I am yet to write something very special to me on the topic with the main ship being Karlach/Astarion), and now I'm thinking about ex-military!Karlach, disappointed in the system!Karlach, soldier turned anarchist!Karlach

that still loves her childhood friend (friend? brother? sweetheart?) Johnny who joined military with her, but chose a different path after they witnessed the rot within and refused to turn a blind eye to that

that still believes that they both want to do what's right, but the world around them forces so much walls, distrust and rivalry between them that they fail to see that fire in each other, convinced that they can never be allies

that wants to reach her hand out when Johnny comes back to hometown after years away and show him the horizontal network she built in the comunity they both belonged to, but gets growled at by the distrusting masked looming shadow he calls Ghost (and loves so openly, still averse to hiding his feelings)

that can't hide her feelings either, but has absolutely no idea what to do and feels like a lost little tiefling with a puny red tail and a missing tooth before a human embodiment of sunhine reaches his hand out to invite her to play football

that feels like that pacemaker she brought home from the army might just about explode and give out if she doesn't do something soon

that finds out that the way to Johnny's heart still lies through the hearts of people he cares about

that learns to love Ghost too

and barrels through walls literally and figuratively along the way