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brutal-nemesis · 7 months

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YWDaC: Maybe It’s Not So Fun After All

Hiii here is part 2 of pirate shenanigans I’ll probably do one more to finish this out but it probably won’t be for a while cuz I have some other stuff I wanna work on so enjoy for now ✨

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Ingredients: pirate battle, wood splinters in a guy, stitches

The next few weeks were truly a learning experience, and also just an experience. Castys learned far more than he ever thought there was to know about ropes and knots and wind and how to clean things, all while his back slowly hurt less and less. He hadn’t even been whipped that much, but it was still super unfun as an experience, enough to motivate him to be a good little pirate. Well, more like a sailor, they hadn’t done any pirate activities since he was so kindly given a spot on the crew.

And of course when battle did come, he wished he could go right back to the peaceful days of hard labor and yelling.

Kamon had been teaching him to use a sword during their free time, since Castys’s spear wasn’t well suited for combat aboard a crowded ship, but before he even got a chance to use it, the ships had to fire their cannons at each other a bunch. It was loud, somehow way louder than he’d been expecting, and his arms burned from carrying ammunition up from the hold. By the time the fun part started, he was already gonna be exhausted, just great.

His new orders were to take supplies up to the main deck, and he was somehow surprised that there was even more chaos and yelling up here than down below. They were getting pretty close to the other ship now, and it was probably almost time to board them and steal all their shit, which he was actually excited for. Mainly the stealing part.

Just as he set the crate down, there was a loud crack next to him, and his body lit up with all these sharp little pains, like…he looked down, and he was indeed covered in splinters. They were a wonderful variety of sizes, from tiny little ones that weren’t even making him bleed to ones that were as long as his hand, but the worst one had poked completely through his fucking cheek, filling his mouth with the taste of wood and blood, which was a weird combination. Ears ringing, he stumbled away from the destroyed railing, and was just about to start pulling the splinters out before he remembered the medic’s stern warning to not pull splinters out yourself. So he had a cheek piercing for now, hooray.

Before he’d made it back belowdecks, Captain Izogie called for everyone to get ready to board, so nevermind to hauling stuff. Castys pulled out the sword he’d been given, the weight still feeling a little unnatural, but it was all he was gonna get. He saw some dudes climbing up the rigging and swinging over on ropes, but he’d rather just wait and walk over on the plank like a normal person. Was boarding another ship a normal person thing? Okay, really, swinging looked fun, but he didn’t feel like climbing when he was full of holes that were full of wood. Also he didn’t trust himself to land without breaking something.

And then it was his turn to cross the plank, running so he didn’t have time to look down and think about falling into the cold ocean, jumping down into the chaos of the fight, trying his best to weave through the clashing metal and warm spurts of blood, and suddenly he was face-to-face with someone, someone he didn’t recognize, and he raised his sword, but just as he was about to swing he remembered that he’d never fought another human, not for real, and he couldn’t help but hesitate, and they didn’t, they swung, he only jumped back at the last second, it was them or him, he had to fight, remember what he’d learned, remember what it felt like to slice through flesh and hear screams, and it was more familiar once he did it, coming back to him now, his grip steady as he jumped over the body and moved on, belowdecks, rummaging around for valuables, helping his crewmates pry crates open and carry them back to the ship, the wood almost slipping out of his hands, when did they get slick with blood, he wasn’t sure, it was all a haze of back and forth, up and down, fight and slash and stab and dodge and search and carry and he almost walked back across the plank onto the now-sinking ship, all of its contents plundered, all of its crew dead.

The fight was over, and everything hurt.

With shaky hands, he tried to put his sword back in its scabbard, but someone stopped him. “Clean your blade, newbie. And then go see the doc. You look like shit.” Castys nodded, wiping the blood from his sword with his shirt before sheathing it and stumbling belowdecks. Maybe he’d get less of a share of the treasure this way, but at the moment he didn’t care. He just wanted the damn splinters out. And the gash in his arm probably needed stitches, which were always his favorite.

He found Alfyn’s quarters without much trouble, having been there before after he’d been flogged on his first day. The healer was busy tending to people with more pressing wounds, so Castys just sat on the floor and watched. Alfyn’s healing magic was so strange to watch, the way he could just hold his hands out and make flesh rejoin the other flesh super unfamiliar to Castys. Neither of them could use magic back on the islands, so the whole concept was sorta new to him, especially this weird healing stuff. His fingers teased with the splinter through his cheek, wiggling it against his tongue. It would be kinda funny to pull it out and then try to squirt water out of the hole in his cheek, but that would require pulling it out and then finding water and also someone who would think he was funny, which sounded like a lot, so he settled for fucking with it and waiting for Alfyn.

By the time he got to him, Alfyn’s nose was plugged with a rag that was either completely soaked in blood or just red, but maybe it was red because it had been soaked in blood before. He looked Castys up and down, and Castys showed off his arm gash since it was very painful. Alfyn nodded, beckoning Castys to stand. “Nothing you’ve got’s pressing enough to use my magic on, but I’ll still get you fixed up. You’re…Castys, right?”

“That’s my name.” Castys sat on the little table, the spots of blood on it soaking into his pants, which kind of sucked, but what wasn’t dirty on this ship, anyway? “So why can’t I take out the splinters myself?”

Alfyn laughed a little, coming back over with tweezers and a metal bucket that had a bunch of other splinters in it. “I don’t trust you lot to get them out completely. If you do it wrong, little bits can get left behind.” He then started pulling out Castys’s splinters the right way, which seemed to be to do it slow and to use tweezers, but Castys could be wrong since he was a little distracted by all of his little wounds hurting all over again. Alfyn did the one in his cheek last, and once it was out Castys poked at the hole left behind with his tongue despite the pain, which got a sigh out of Alfyn instead of a laugh.

“Please don’t make the wound worse, Castys.”

“Sorry.” He was then a very still and patient and well-behaved boy while Alfyn cleaned all of his wounds, arm gash included. Whatever liquid Alfyn was pouring on everything stung a lot, but he sat still so he didn’t make things more difficult for Alfyn, who looked really damn tired now that Castys was paying attention.

“Alright, your arm and cheek are going to need stitches, so please keep holding still like you’ve been doing.”

“They used to call me statue boy.” Kind of funny considering the time he almost did get turned into a statue, but that was a joke for just him. He clenched his fists and Alfyn approached with the needle and thread. He’d been through this more than once, he’d be fine, it was all things he’d felt before. The sensation of the needle poking into his skin, the tug of thread following behind, the hand on his chin…

“Hold still.”

“I’m trying, but it’s hard not to laugh at the faces you’re making.”

“I’m trying to focus here, Castys, come on. You don’t want this to be a super nasty scar, do you?”

“Uh…I don’t really care. As long as I can still eat food and stuff what does it matter? I don’t see anyone else besides you, and I don’t think you care either.”

“I-I don’t, but…maybe there will be other people, someday?”

“Even then, whatever. If they’re scared off by a scar on my face they’re probably losers, anyway.”

“So you’ll fit right in, then!”

“And yet you still hang out with me all of the time.”

“Yeah, ‘cause there’s literally no one else, dumbass. It’s not like I have options.”

“Sucks to suck. I’m…I’m okay with just you, though.”

“...Me too, Castys. But that might change if you don’t sit still.”

His scars hurting more than his actual wounds was stupid, but it was certainly happening. He left Alfyn’s quarters in sort of a daze, trying to bury everything the stitches had brought to the surface. Focus on anything and everything else, on the awful food, on talking with Kamon, on getting more respect from the other crewmates, on drinking stolen ale, on the share of the treasure he was promised once they reached land.

But that night, lying awake in his hammock as the crew snored around him, his scars still hurting, the pain cutting through the warm haze of the alcohol, he didn’t feel any less alone.

Castys Cult: @as-a-matter-of-whump @blackrosesandwhump @fanmanga1357-blog @thehopelessopus @just-a-whumping-racoon-with-wifi @hearse-song @muddy-swamp-bitch @whumpasaurus101 @yet-another-heathen @galaxywhump @starnight-whump @his-unspoken-words @misspelledwitch @suspicious-whumping-egg @pumpkin-spice-whump @painsandconfusion @i-can-even-burn-salad @befuddled-calico-whump @whumpinggrounds @whump-queen @whumpedydump @theelvishcowgirl

#i wrote something #castys #pirate whump #stitches #splinters #HAHAHA USING LEGACY EDITOR SINCE I SAVED A FEW BLANK POSTS TO MY DRAFTS #i wish i saved more but oh well #bit shorter of a thing it's less than 2k words wow #i just didnt have anything else i wanted to do with this one idk once again i feel like there's not much but also i know all the lore #i dont think ill be able to keelhaul him tho 😔 he's being a very well-behaved boy since he's so young so he doesnt have any reason to be #he's not used to pain like normal so he's scared of getting whipped again and that's enough to keep him in like #most people make random ocs and get attached to them #i make random ocs and end up using less than i planned on #but it is what it is (￣_￣;)#now im gonna work on goretober bits and maybe the next E&T chapter cuz it would be cool if i could finish that by halloween #i can write i just have to force myself to do it really i just want to game and watch anime in my free time #but i dont want that to be the case i would like to Make Something #oh and sorry the fight was like a paragraph/sentence it just wasnt working any other way so sorry if it's underwhelming or something idk

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bluecoolr · 8 months

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*seeing this post and immediately sprinting and jumping into your ask-box like my life depends on it*

One of these for Darrell from the OC outfit ask game, please? 🥺👉👈

👀 OC in their typical underwear

🔞 OC in something sexy

🏄‍♂️ OC in what they would wear to the beach/pool

👔 OC in what they would wear to a formal event (such as a wedding)

👑 OC dressed as royalty

💕 OC in what they would wear on a first date

🚲 OC in athletic gear

❄️ OC in what they'd wear on a very cold day

🔥 OC in what they'd wear on a very hot day

📷 OC in a stereotypical tourist getup

💀 OC in goth/emo/scene attire

🌋 OC in camping or adventuring gear

♠️ OC in their armor (or in some sort of fantasy armor if not applicable to their story)

🐑 OC in farmer wear

👍 OC in a crop top

There are so many I want to see your darling boy in but please just choose one of these, or as many as you like. I hope you have fun drawing him in one of this outfits! ☺️💖

PS: I'm having a very bad case of brainrot for Dar again so I'll be sending another ask after this one here, because I can't stop thinking about him 👉👈

Hi Wifey!!!! 🥹💖 thank you for this ask and I apologize if this answer took a while 😭 I'm so grateful for your interest in my lil guy

I chose to do 💀 OC in goth/emo/scene attire

I actually did this a few weeks ago at work 🥺

#emo!darrell #darrell todd #slasher oc #bluecoolr.art #oc ask meme #oc ask game #goldy my beloved 💖#oc art #also so sorry if the art's a lil underwhelming🥲

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neonganymede · 1 year

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WIP Wednesday #17

Another snippet from the next chapter of Bad Decisions!

“I can’t believe Laura’s alive,” said Sigma as he chewed around a mouthful of semi-stale popcorn. He wasn’t sure how long they’d been playing the game at this point, but he did know that they should have spread their snacks out a little more.

“Well, I can’t believe that Fyodor gets to have all the fun with Laura! It should be me playing her!” Nikolai complained woefully, as though crushed by such an obvious and devastating realization.

“And why is that?” Fyodor asked, deadpan. He’d leaned away from the two of them the moment Nikolai freed Sigma’s hair from its bun and began to braid it, irritated by Nikolai’s constant motion. He’d stolen the blanket and wrapped himself up entirely, only his face visible now.

“That should be obvious!” Nikolai tugged Sigma’s hair a little too hard; Sigma winced, his elbow shooting back instinctively to dig against Nikolai’s ribs. The only acknowledgment he received that Nikolai even noticed was a sloppy kiss to the top of his head before Nikolai continued, “She wears and eyepatch. I wear an eyepatch.”

“You aren’t wearing it now,” Sigma pointed out, but that only got him another sting of pain as Nikolai pulled on his half-woven braid.

“She was practically made for me to play her!” Nikolai claimed mournfully. He leaned toward Fyodor, taking an unwilling Sigma with him, so he could pout directly in Fyodor’s line of sight. “Fedya, won’t you switch with me? You can be Kaitlyn!”

Fyodor, with a heavy sigh, paused the game to consider Nikolai’s offer. He wore a frown, but even with the dark shadow Nikolai cast over his face, his eyes looked striking and thoughtful. A soft hum left him, the moment of consideration enough to have Sigma’s chest aching with dejected anticipation.

“Fedya, don’t!” Sigma argued, still clinging to the hope that Laura might survive to see the end of the game. It was a shame that Max had died so early, but he could at least want to save one of them, right? “He’ll just get her killed!”

“I’d never!” Nikolai gasped, scandalized, and gave Sigma a tight squeeze. “Need I remind you that I haven’t killed anyone! It’s mostly been dear, sweet, well-meaning Sigma!”

“Not on purpose!” Sigma wailed, squirming weakly in Nikolai’s grasp. He quickly gave up trying to escape and just slumped, sulking, and avoided Fyodor’s eyes. He didn’t want to watch the decision to happen in real time, didn’t want to see all of his hopes for even one survivor dashed so definitely.

“Laura will be completely safe in my hands!” Nikolai promised with a hand over Sigma’s heart instead of his own; Sigma didn’t have the energy to point out that he didn’t think that was how swearing worked.

Fyodor contemplated the offer for a moment longer before his shoulders lifted into a small, impassive shrug. “No.”

Nikolai’s mortified gasp sounded through the room, his eyes misting with shock and betrayal. He clutched at Sigma, hugging him the way one would cling to a teddy bear for comfort, and Sigma hoped that his head didn’t pop off.

“But Fedya!” Nikolai wailed, heartbroken. Sigma was sure he saw tears now. “Why not?! I’ve been so good this whole time!”

A claim that Sigma would dispute if he wasn’t gasping for air.

#wip wednesday #bsd sigma #bsd fyodor dostoevsky #bsd nikolai gogol #doa play the quarry #everybody thank quinn for helping make this decision #i feel like this isn't as fun as some of the other parts so sorry if it's underwhelming ^^;#also ignore that i didn't post this on wednesday #it's okay. we can pretend~

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amatres · 1 year

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anyway my personal ranks of origins backstories just in the game by themselves is brosca and tabris at the top, aeducan at the bottom. cousland i will admit is pretty impactful but i still feel like, as wild as an option it would have been, that a cousland warden should had the option to solo rule. they are from the only other teryn in ferelden and it's even said that it was considered for bryce to rule so like! come on!

aeducan is at the bottom because it so tightly locks you into siding against bhelen, which i suppose is fair for brosca being so skewed in behlens favor bc of rica, but brosca is just Good so i forgive that, while aeducan is just suffering.

i still stand by my idea that the 'noble' dwarven origin shouldn't have been the second aeducan child, they should have been the second aeducan's second in place of gorim. that way there would have been more room for roleplay. also the second aeducan child would have been a secret third option for ruler of orzammar that you would encounter with the legion of the dead that they joined after being kicked out.

you would have to both do the legion of dead quest to give them a noble caste, and also have high as hell coercion for it to work but it would really cool and also so funny to do. that said the origin just by itself is pretty fun, love being backstabbed by my second favorite baby brother from the dragon age franchise

mahariel and the magi warden are in the 'i like them but they don't feel as impactful' as much as it hurts me. they're both just kinda there, however that said if the game let you recruit jowan into your party that would bring the magi warden up much higher. alas.

#ama mumbles #dragon age origins #dragon age #sorry for putting this in the main tags yall can ignore me this is for the followers who want to block the tags lol #magi warden is brought up higher on an 'entire franchise' scale bc they feel relevant while the others... don't #but in just origins i will heartbreakingly admit they can feel a bit disconnected and underwhelming despite all the ties they have.#to the broken circle and to jowan bc of how smaller scope the choices you get in those two areas are #you get two choices with broken circle more or less and you either run jowan off or get him killed. sad.#which is fitting considering the fact they were forcibly disconnected from the world as a child by the chantry. anyway.#what if broken circle just let me kill the templars. what then.#if you could recruit jowan then they'd be tied to a companion and would probably get special dialogue with him #also then id get to drag my miserable adopted brother with me to the ass end of thedas. i was robbed when they scrapped that idea. robbed!!#to be fair magi feels less 'disconnected' in world and more just in a player sense #bc so much of the drama in it is entrenched in the lore of the world and when you don't know That then it feels. odd.#its a origin i feel many new players would have the hardest time emotionally getting into #mahariel however feels Very disconnected from everything. tamlen showing up as a ghoul i feel was added to remedy that a bit #bc otherwise theres really only nature of the beast and later on velanna but it's not even their tribe or someone they knew. so. 🤷‍♀️#these are just personal thoughts tho #also why is tabris and brosca at the top? bc they go hard and i love underdog stories.#brosca also helps make paragon of her kind like. actually land. i never know what to roleplay otherwise bc Why Would I Care #tabris is just good baby #when will the city elf player background return to me #aeducan would probably be more bearable if they hadn't made harrowmount like That as king. or at least. foreshadowed it better #beyond just ambient npc dialogue bc at that point in game most pl are just running past #made paragon of her kind feel more well rounded. its very hard to get invested roleplay wise when youre not a dwarf pc #but that might just be my own failings i suppose #lots of tags #sorry i rambled again

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greydoesthearts · 2 years

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We got a bunch of Angus for the request, how’s about that! (I’m drawing a Robbie too for this anon and another hehe) but in the meantime here’s an ego I’ve never drawn human before :D he was fun, though I did originally have other plans I wasn’t able to get to so I hope just a normal design suffices ^-^

Handsome survival lad for you all

(Tagging @glass-trash-bab and @bondedostae since they so kindly asked for the man)

#jacksepticeye #angus irwin #angus the survival hunter #jse egos #noncanon egos #genuinely really sorry this took so long and also became super underwhelming plans changed :(#ily guys though /p #grey does requests

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mechawolfie · 8 months

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a short hike is the closest thing i've played to botw and it frustrates me to no end that so many open-world games seem to be made with the thought of "i want this to be like botw", when they very obviously don't understand that it's not the Hugeass World that makes botw/totk so Good, but rather how you interact with that world.

a short hike has a big beautiful world and u can go basically anywhere anytime but that's not the only thing. it's also got some funny little guys to get to know and see their little corner of the mountain and just chill with them. it's awesome.

#smudgy.txt #sorry im like mad bc im still scared to play bg3 #like. ok why have a hyuuuge open-world when u can have a nice linear world #thats just REALLY well made #also when i 1st tried genshin impact i was sooo underwhelmed #like.. look! just like botw !!#ok. its pretty and the world is huge. wheres the meat tho. the substance #i get that genshin is a free game. but so is toontown? 🤨#so was monkey quest and kung fu panda world and pandana #and pixie hollow and poptropica #sorry im like naming all these baby games but what I'm trying to say is that #these free games for children were more interesting to explore than genshin impact #these free games for children made in the early 2000s with less detailed technology #sorry what was i saying again #oh right. i hate open world games #u cant go anywhere in hzd without getting maimed by Beasts and its NOT FUN !!!!!!

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