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bcaroness

  SORRY i’m taking really long with replies, i’m...

ARE YOU MAKING OUKIE OMG

i am nOT MAKING OUKIE

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SORRY i’m taking really long with replies, i’m working on a multimuse bc i am a FOLLOWER rip me. but the blog does include a ton of D&D ocs, and im still crying so ;’)

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i’m gonna work on stuff while i wait for the stream to start

[kmcnamara]

Matt: What you don’t know is that half-elves are like honey bees. Once they sting, it breaks off and they go off and die somewhere. 

[musingmemes]

injured memes

“ oh my god what happened? ”

“ you’re bleeding! why are you bleeding? ”

“ who did this to you? ”

“ that’s… a lot of blood ”

“ i think… it’s broken ”

“ can you move? does it hurt? ”

“ we need to get you to a hospital ”

“ what are you talking about? this is not just a scratch ”

“ it’s just a scratch ”

“ it’s nothing, i’m totally fine ”

“ that’s not supposed to bend that way ”

“ what the hell did you do? ”

“ don’t you pass out on me ”

“ i’m just so tired ”

“ hey, whoa, you alright there? ”

“ i just need to sit down for a minute ”

“ let me carry you ”

“ it won’t stop bleeding! ”

“ you’re gonna be just fine, i promise ”

“ hey! i said stay awake! ”

“ tell me what hurts ”

“ does it hurt when i do this? ”

“ ow! that hurts! ”

“ i’m fine, i can walk, just give me a minute ”

“ it was an accident ”

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[horrificmemes]

Amnesia: The Dark Descent sentence starters

“Some things mustn’t be forgotten.” “Will this ever end?” “Something is wrong, oh so wrong!” “There is nothing left. Everything is gone.” “Who are you to question me?!” “There’s no denying the things I’ve done.” “You are carrying the shadow with you!” “Is this guilt I’m witnessing, [name]? If so, blame yourself.” “I’m sorry, my friend.” “How do you justify your violence?” “It is curiosity in league with your selfishness that is killing us both.“ “I will grant you another chance to redeem yourself.” “We are so very much the same, you and I.” “You never did finish what you set out to do.” “Good and evil: such comforting concepts. But hardly applicable.” “Are you so blind that you see no good in me?” “Your sacrifice will not be forgotten.” “I’m just like you, [name]. A prisoner of circumstance.” “You killed us! You killed us both!” “Please help him, I know you can.” “We can’t argue now - you need to act.” “You have everything. What are you waiting for?” “I thought I had lost you!” “I realize you doubt my intentions.” “Why would I take such extreme measures to save your life? Maybe, I’m saving mine too.” “As you gain your freedom, will you deny me mine?” “It was my greatest triumph, and I never looked back.”

[videntefernandez]

This joke was so bad it made me laugh

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wroughtdawn !!

         PERCIVAL  HAD  learned  early  on  that  there  were  some  things  best  kept  secret.  it  was  easier  to  breathe  from  behind  a  façade  /  easier  to  exist  with  walls  ever  present  around  him  as  a  shield.  as  a  defense.  even  when  they  closed  inwards,  he  was  safer  in  than  out.  percy  glanced  at  her  (  *  he  could  see  it  now.  a  rising  chorus  of  seraphic  song  &  light  bleeding  out  of  her  tiny  form,  like  a  star,  like  the  sun.  the  goddess  of  redemption,  channeled  through  her  like  a  prism  of  iron  )  &  smiled  a  half  -  cocked  expression.   ❛    the  sentiment  is  appreciated,  pike,  but  i  assure  you              i’m  fine.   ❜   

         &   to  an  extent,  that  was  true.  there  hadn’t  been  a  trace  of  dust  in  his  mouth  when  he  had  said  he  was  glad  to  be  alive.  no  ash  filled  his  throat.  no  blood  wept  underneath  his  eyes.  it  had  been  the  honest  truth  as  he  had  known  it.  he  was  glad  to  still  breathe,  to  still  be  here  &  to  have  the  opportunity  to  build,  to  improve,  to  create.  he  stood  here,  not  alone,  but  missing  pieces.  he  was  always  missing  pieces.   ❛    what  about  yourself  ?  are  you  alright  ?   ❜

it’s a question pike is used to asking, not answering. and being asked it distracts her, for a moment, her initial intent. “i’m fine-- i’m happy,” it’s not a lie. she is happy. almost all of them were alive, and they were all together. truly all together. but the pressure of her position weighs heavy on her shoulders and it’s hard to ignore. it’s a weight she readily burdened, and she doesn’t regret undertaking her position in their group, but she could only watch her friends die so many times she could only be responsible for their survival so many times. it’s hypocritical of her to shoulder it alone and expect percy to shares his burdens with her, but her troubles were ones none of them could share. “i mean, i’m worried about all of you, but that’s nothing new-- oh!!”

he’s deflecting, it took her a moment to realize it, and a playfully irritated pout is directed at him when it dawns on her. “hey!! you’re dodging my question!” she laughs, but worry settles over her at his avoidance. it takes a moment for the bubbly laughter subsides and a gentle smile is offered. “honestly, percy, i’m not going to push you-- but i don’t want you to lie to me about how you are,” her hand pats where it was still resting on his arm. “it makes me even more worried.”

[schmidtsburg]

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godfed !!

     head tips down, down, down to find the source of the concerned voice, and it takes ambrosius half a second to muster a smile that lacks a fraction of his usual confidence. in all honesty? it hurts. but champions bear pain with a grin. or a grimace, in his case. “one of blackheart’s plans, no doubt. no worries, i’m fine!” the blood on his hands begs to argue.

“well- uhm,” blue hues flit to the blood pouring from the breach in his golden armor, then return to his face. “i don’t think that’s true, hold on.” it takes a moment, her hand gripping the gilded vambrace of his armor, the familiar sensation of cure wounds passes through her; sarenrae’s light passing through her like a conduit into him. a beat before she catches his initial answer. “blackheart?”

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godfed !!

     “ - oh.” voice goes quiet as he looks at the red staining his fingers. one would think sir ambrosius goldenloin would be used to injury! one would also be mistaken. the way golden armor had been so easily cleaved through is worrying - he has more to worry about now, though. like the way hands are becoming rapidly crimson. “ - well. that’s worrying.”

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“oh!” pike exclaims, parroting him, fist already clutched around sarenrae’s holy symbol hanging off of her throat. “what--??” gauntleted hand grabs at the stranger almost too eagerly-- searching for the wound beneath the plates of his armor. “what happened to you?”

[naragun-deactivated20161113]

I highly recommend you follow the person I reblogged this from.

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where are my grogs i have seen nO BLOGS

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@oceansburned

pike knew that with each death, the chances of resurrection became less and less. having vex fall for the second time, when she wasn’t even there to bring her back for the first, was like a waking nightmare. she still felt her heart where it had landed in the pits of her stomach the moment she had seen the archer, lifeless on the ground. even now, as she sat perfectly alive and well across from her a few hours after, pike still felt residual unease. “vex?” the cleric murmurs around a mouthful of eggs, eyeing the rest of the party as they shoveled down their breakfast. “before we go-- are you sure you’re okay? i don’t want to see you die again...”

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all of my starters have been about Pike being a Concerned Mom and it’s not going to stop bc VM’s stupid antics stress her out.

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@snaeth

pike’s lost count of how many times she’s had to worry about her friends because responsibility bound her elsewhere. sarenrae’s temple in vasselheim, research on the rakshasa in whitestone while they went to the feywild ( even though, during both of those times, sarenrae allowed her to visit through means pike still didn’t fully understand. ) every waking moment spent apart from vox machina was filled with questions of their survival. if their antics had finally caught up with them. relieved beyond belief when she found luck was still on their side. so she was ineffably grateful for the time she was given to spend with them, now. approaching greyskull keep, it was hard to miss vex’ahlia’s cheerful mood, especially as they walked hand-in-hand through the streets. “i’m to happy to see you in such a good mood, vex.”