I Am So Down Bad For Tiamat This Is The Conversation I Had With The Dm And Abigail’s Player…😔

He of Havoc

headcanon: the voice of the cold gets hungry a lot, or at least he really values food.

he knows how it feels to go hungry for an eternity. the Narrator also deprived him of taste and smell in the Good Ending. and he did not enjoy that in the slightest.

which means the sensation of being starved alive is all too easy to recall. so he now eats literally anything available when he feels the slightest of hunger pangs.

or, even when he doesn't feel like eating, he sometimes goes ahead and catches a bite anyway.

a bite of anything, really.

cheated's week-old unsealed Doritos, a fat roach carcass lying on the ground, a particularly lickable patch of tree bark. cold does not care about the welfare implications. (paranoid does, though. many an infirmary visit is simply paranoid giving cold a comprehensive list on What To Not Fucking Do.)

this has nothing to do with cold's inclination to overcompensate for even his slightest feelings, via complete denial and ignorance and quick escape through stimulation.

What if we break the streak of hsr fanfics and drop a Slay the Princess one for once?

been having this guy in my documents for a while~ so i'm dropping it now it does have spoilers for the game(+ pristine cut) so be warned!

enjoy this angsty 2nd pov mess

I love this fucking gif so much. Violence and killing and destruction

From twitter meme

Crown Au: What if aside from being bound down, Narinder was put to sleep, indefinitely? What if the crown was the vessel instead, and the Lamb became it's carrier? And WHAT if there was no prophecy but the Lamb carried on to free him anyway because true love reigns?

Crownrinder??? A crown cannot sit under two brows? NO PROBLEM. Become the crown instead.

“so peeping” as a slugcat descriptor enthralled me…

this website’s easy watch. *dangles a bunch of greek gods like keys*

Well, since Heket & Kallamar have gotten love letters now, I think it's only fair that we include the youngest sibling, my beloved Leshy.

Of course, due to his eye wounds, he can't exactly just read the messages, so instead, I've gotten a cheap smartphone that has some... 'loving messages' on them, all ready for him to use the built-in Text-To-Speech to listen to them.

It was either that, or send a normal letter and have his siblings read it out for him, and trust me when I say that boy is gonna need his privacy when he listens to those TTS messages, if you catch my drift~

Thank you for the lovely message... I think something might have gone wrong.

Just a normal Tuesday in the bishop's house... Thank you for the ask, Anon, and thanks to @geekcotl for the cookie and @wolfbanesarchive for the pumpkin muffins. I'm sure he'll get to them as soon as the situation is resolved!