THIS AGAIN?

going onto porter's page. seeing his bids closed. checking the closed bids section to see what kipperlilly went for. ctrl f'ing all three pages not seeing her anywhere remembering about the recurring snipe guard and finally clicking into the Live tab with dawning horror

congratulations kipperlilly copperkettle for becoming the most expensive d20 mini ever sold at $12,557.55 USD!

I like to believe that Riz gets his crazy from Skalonda. Popping fingers off one at a time? Shooting a dude in the head and then still firing off shots? Stabbing bitches in the head? Yeah its not giving "delicate operation" it's giving messy as hell and I need results now.

Riz is absolutely batshit and I love it but it's very much coming from his mother's pedantic, sleep deprived ass. Not the super spy who was quietly collecting information

I also just love the idea that in her youth she was loose canon but got away with it because "oh she's just a lil goblin"

It's also funnier because Brennan said Pok's father was a first immigrant from the mountains of chaos. The "civilized" goblin being unhinged is a delight. Like oh she's just like that and Riz is his mother's child

I truly like to believe he got very little from Pok outside of his genetics

Merely a couple thoughts

Sandra Lynn doesn't realise the full weight of what Bobby Dawn did to her until Fig turns seventeen.

Sure, she knows each and every way he permanently fucked her up, an amount she couldn't count on her hands, but this is different.

It's the night of Fig's seventeenth birthday and the Bad Kids are setting up mattresses to slide down the stairs on.

Sandra Lynn considers stopping them, but shrugs it off with a quick "kids'll be kids".

And then it hits her. Like a punch in the gut.

She was seventeen when she met him. When he separated her from her family and brought her into a world she was not old enough for. When he told her how beautiful she was.

She was still sliding-down-the-stairs-on-a-mattress age.

She was still a kid.

your discord pfp and your tumblr pfp are locked in a room together. what happens?

Take me back, oh drunken gods of slaughter. (You know I’ve always been your favorite daughter)

she gets the job done!

Rage is a good look on her

this pastrami sandwich and his cheese skald live rent-free in my mind 🥲