#refuses to elaborate. leaves.
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metanarrates · 1 year ago
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sorry if this is too nosy but were there any specific confident characters your post was about
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yeah
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libartz · 1 year ago
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The goblin camp was SUCH a weird experience for Zebulon.
He:
-rescued Barcus Wroot from the mill, and discovered he can speak gnome but doesn’t know why
-had goblins falling over themselves to not upset him, and obeying after merely a glare. This felt familiar for some reason.
-talked to Minthara, the first drow he encountered since losing his memories, then proceeded to obliterate her in one lucky smite. She was evil but he was curious about her, so it was kind of unsatisfying. Also he stole her camp clothes so now he's going around camp with cleavage for days.
-had Abdirak torture him. It didn’t exactly help, but it was cathartic after the Alfira incident. Shadowheart was into it. Wyll was concerned.
-went to free Liam from Spike by saying he’d take over torturing him. Shadowheart and Lae’zel were united for once in being like ‘yess we’re gonna see some torture’. Wyll was mad. No torture actually happened.
-rescued Halsin, who admits to ‘trouble controlling the beast’.
Made camp in the temple and in the most eventful evening ever:
-found out about Gale’s orb deal. Now someone else has a mysterious and dangerous condition. Immediately took it seriously, yote the nearest artifact at him in a hurry. Gale ate a shirt.
-zeb had a fever. Was unsure if it was tadpole or durge-related. Lae'zel tried to murder him over it. He convinced her not to with the medical knowledge that he somehow has? Was it from killing people?
-went to sleep and dreamboi appeared. Dreamboi is modeled after Gaileth Vess, his dead husband in his TES version's backstory (not sure how he fits in here but he exists). Right now Zeb doesn't know who he is, but he was like 'you are the most gorgeous person I've ever seen, I feel like I already know you, but you want me to use the tadpole so I'm suspicious'.
-had Volo poke around his eye socket, then told him to fuck off when it became apparent he had no idea what he was doing. He was glad Volo left because he was worried about murdering him in his sleep
-Mizora is still not there and Wyll still has no horns. I think Zeb might have scared her off forever by killing Alfira the night she was supposed to appear
Next morning:
-Went with Halsin and they slaughtered the whole place together. Zeb was euphoric about this. It was like his ideal first date- meeting a hot guy who’s super nice and doing a bunch of murdering together that he doesn’t have to feel too bad about. He told Halsin he had a wonderful time killing, and Halsin’s response was 'you sound deranged'. He became a rat and left.
-they camped again before leaving and Lae'zel came onto him. He turned her down because gay with like 4 active crushes. She has a neutral relationship to him. Gale and Wyll, the guys he’s actually into, have a fair relationship and have made no moves.
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fallenclan · 17 days ago
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i hope this is just as viscerally satisfying to everyone else as it is to me
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bujorulgalben · 2 years ago
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nozhknife · 11 months ago
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Barista Marazhai isnt real he cant poison you and before you say that, i know that heinrix WOULD NEVER drink anything from that filthy creature, however, i needed comic to happen also, ten hours later i realized that i colored the coffee way too light which is utterly stupid. lets pretend the spices did some job
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superfruitland · 1 year ago
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|| masterpost || previous || next ||
and here we are. end of the flashback, end of the collab! again, thank you to my amazing friends for participating, everyone did an amazing job 🤍
please go show them some love~
page 5 - @sad-leon
page 6 - @intotheelliwoods
pages 7, 8, ...uhh i lost count <3 - @vangh17a
and please, check out the previous part for the first half of the collab and the rest of my super cool and amazing friends that drew for this collab!!
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shardofsun · 1 year ago
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More people need to write KOBD as being freaks tbh. Just completely unethical weirdos. Knockout was happy when he got the opportunity to dissect his husband’s possessed corpse and implied Breakdown would absolutely approve of this. Where’s my content of Knockout being unnervingly enthusiastic about dead bodies and Breakdown going “yes babe you’re so sexy and unhinged you can dissect me too when I die”
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tiluuuuuuuuuuuu · 2 months ago
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Regression Depression Club
Applications open
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odkk-17 · 2 months ago
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Twitter trend with justicykes
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Post SOJ be like
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leo-artista · 2 months ago
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Ford is a bottom and Stan is a switch, I will not elaborate
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lovesickeros · 2 years ago
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☆ what a kind god, what a cruel god
{☆} characters zhongli {☆} notes cult au, imposter au, drabble, gender neutral reader {☆} warnings blood, light angst {☆} word count 0.5k
You are a kind God - with hands that heal instead of hurt. Words that forgive, instead of rightfully insult. The stories do little justice to the breadth of your gentleness, extending your love to the slimes that coalesce at your feet, eager to know the touch of the Divine. The birds that sing with the wind your praises from upon your shoulder.
But to him, your kindness is so very cruel.
They do not deserve it. He does not deserve it.
Your forgiveness should be a blessing after all they have done, but it feels like swallowing acid instead. It makes him feel sick and lightheaded, throat constricting until he struggles to breath against the weight of his sins, heavy upon his chest.
He wonders if your hatred would be easier. Even apathy, he thinks, would be preferable to the way your screams intermingle with the softness in your voice as you cradle his face between his hands within his dreams. Even in the waking world, your every word is shadowed by broken pleas, drowned in golden ichor as it rises up your throat, silencing your screams - it haunts him, and he cannot handle seeing the way you look at him in concern. He does not deserve it.
Try as he might, he cannot forgive himself. He does not think he ever can - not when he wakes to the feeling of blood on his hands, his tongue, filling his lungs until all he tastes and smells is blood.
If you had been a little less kind, he thinks he would find comfort in your cruelty.
Your anger would be a mercy.
But you are not. You are..kind. Gentle. So many things he once praised on bruised knees at an altar that towered far above him, drowned in gold and silks, every word he speaks a prayer to the most Divine. And he cannot bear the weight of knowing that he could have destroyed that part of you - he cannot bear knowing that he didn't, and you look upon the man who wore your blood like a second skin with a kindness that burns him like a hot iron.
He did not deserve such a loving God.
"..Zhongli?"
He pauses in his internal struggle, hands shaking on his lap. He clenches them into fists, blunt nails digging into his palms until they stop - yet you look at him with furrowed brows, concern gleaming in your eyes, and he feels sick all over again. But for you, he would do anything. Even if it meant pretending he did not feel like a monster in a mortals skin when you smiled at him like he was worth anything.
"Yes, Divine One?"
He chokes down the phantom taste of iron upon his tongue, forcing himself to smile to soothe the worries that crease your brow.
"You said you'd take me to the Chasm today."
He feels..relieved as the worry melts away from your features. It is the very least he can offer - he shall take upon your burdens, your worries, so that you may look upon Teyvat with love, and not fear. He will carry the sins of the many, so that you may look upon the nations with pride, and not horror.
It is all he can do, to ease the way his chest aches when you smile at him, hand tugging at his sleeve and forcing himself unsteadily to his feet.
He does not deserve you - but for today, he can pretend. Just a little while longer.
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catamations · 1 year ago
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Deltarune or something
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semisentientseafood · 9 months ago
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cutely realizes I never posted this here even though people like this style of inkfish more on here than twitter
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nozhknife · 11 months ago
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hair down or something
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givehimthemedicine · 2 years ago
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my favorite El move is when people are begging her for information and she just stares at them until the scene ends
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law-of-neutrality · 1 year ago
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Charm point (1/?)
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