no i don’t have plans later. i will, however, be taking extensive poison damage periodically for the foreseeable future. but beyond that my schedule is totally open
if you hear me going “haugh.” or perhaps “augh” every so often and see me doubling over. well. Don’t even worry about it.
Feeling an incredibly weird specific nostalgia but what piece of media defined 2020 for you (as in you spent that year with it) mine is mtv's catfish
[...] but the sun now climbing toward the South was veiled in the reeks of Mordor, and through a threatening haze it gleamed, remote, a sullen red, as if it were the ending of the day, or the end maybe of all the world of light.
Anonymous asked:
Bhaal: I wonder what my favoritest little breeding stud is up to. Bet it's murder. Heheh...
Sceleretas whispers in his ear: .....
Bhaal: .......... He's fucking a corpse? Why, that's just fine!
Sceleretas: .....
Bhaal: .... The... same corpse you say....
Sceleretas, regretfully: ....
Bhaal: He's eating bread? Well, I suppose that's a normal thing for mortals to do, I...
Sceleretas, urgently: .....!!
Bhaal: HE'S WHAT!?!?!?
meanbossart answered:
imagine birthing out a big powerful demigod out of your own flesh and sinew, sculpting every piece of his body so he’s design-made to be a brutal killing machine with uncontrollable murderous intent and then all you can do is sit back and watch as he goes off and gets romped in the hind by this twink instead
never have kids they’ll just break your heart
baby please not in your dad's MURDER CHURCH
