sometimes I want to give a standing ovation to the qsmp team for their huge brains in creating a character like cucurucho. equal parts terrifying and silly, you love him and love to hate him, either way you know its name. he is a villain but also literally their mascot character!!!
like this smiley bear is THE most recognizable thing of qsmp, thank goodness they know what they’re doing bc he is put to great use too. it narrates all the official channels, and they’re strong enough as a character to host very successful solo livestreams using only TTS phrases which is so impressive???? such a well done original character man. goals fr. they’ve already turned him into a small sidekick form so now the only thing missing is official merch
hello please qsmp I want marketable cucurucho merchandise NOW
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Baldur's Gate is not a small city, and there's never a shortage of kids running on its streets. Fighting, stealing, making a name for themselves. Creating their own crews and sticking to them, mostly.
That being said, if you grew up on the same streets, you probably crossed paths at least once. Even if you're unlikely to remember it...
When Karlach was talking about her childhood, I couldn't help but think: what are the chances that Vice, a street urchin from the same city and of approximately similar age, ever met her?
Wouldn't that be cute.
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From the ashes (chapter 3)
Tim pulls open the front door and immediately finds himself with his arms full of Lucy. Stunned, it takes him a moment to respond, but slowly his arms find their way around her, hands spreading wide across her back, and he drops his chin to rest against her temple.
“I’m so proud of you,” she murmurs, her face buried in his neck.
Lucy is clinging to him so tightly, both arms flung around his neck, and Tim can’t bring himself to let go of her either, so he awkwardly takes a step backwards and then another, walking them further inside still tangled together until he can close the door.
Despite his excitement to see her, Kojo must realize how badly they need this uninterrupted moment, because he’s panting eagerly and nosing at their legs, but miraculously he doesn’t bark or try to nudge them apart. In fact, nearly a full minute passes before either of them move, and even then, Tim only lifts his arm enough to swipe an errant piece of her hair out of his mouth.
Lucy strengthens her grip, burrowing into him more deeply, and he returns his hand to her lower back, wrapping it all the way around to her opposite side and holding her even tighter. He can feel her tears on his neck and he knows his own are dripping into her hair, but he doesn’t try to stop them.
He learned as a young boy to never let anyone see his tears, and since that day – bruised and bleeding and hiding in his bedroom closet – he almost never has. But now, he’s cried more tears in therapy than he ever has in his entire life. He still doesn’t like it, but he’s learned to stop fighting it.
Unlike the past four months, though, these aren’t tears of sadness. They’re tears of relief.
Tim is under no illusions that everything is magically okay again. But Lucy is here and she’s proud of him, and that means more to him than he ever could have imagined.
Read the final chapter on AO3
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