Bunbunbon02 - ~•I'm Just Here•~

get his ass

I'll try that next time 😂

Gotta love Secondo’s relationship advice.

Remember to leave Chris alone with the addition of a new Ghoul. It's not our business why he's not there. Do not harass him. It's not our business.

Dont be an asshole to the new Ghouls. Love them. Treat them with the same love and kindness you treat the Ghouls you know and love. If I see you being assholes about them, it's an immediate block. That shit ain't okay.

"...But it's no longer you."

Howdy! this is the continuation of "When does a man become a monster" Hope you enjoy! Pt.1 -> Pt.2 WC: 959

Reminder : I do this for fun and will upload as I finish each part!

Kethric Thorm soon made his way out of the throne room and made his way up the stairs leading to the rooftop. He didn’t have to question where Wendigo’s loyalty lied, but when a complete stranger who looked eerily similar to her called her by another name, he grew suspicious. For now, he would ignore it until the finale. Meanwhile, Wendigo was left alone with the new and not-so-new guest at Moonrise. She looked over at the man who she knew as Creed, her brother, with disinterest, but deep down she wanted nothing more than to run up to him and give him a hug and just cry. He was alive. He wasn't off somewhere dead, but he called her by a name she thought she would never hear again. Did Orin have something to do with this? Was this just some sick joke? Then it dawned on her. There was a possibility he could be infected, like the majority of the Swordcoast.

“No way… He wouldn’t let his guard down long enough for that to happen,unless...

Her hands balled into fists as she tried to piece together the reason why he would be acting like this. She had flashbacks from when Orin carved the scars that had been covered with a neck tattoo into his flesh. Was it during that moment that she slipped the tadpole into his skull? Was she planning to do the same to Wendigo? She had to stay focused. She was given an order, and she had to carry it out. She could not afford to slip up now. She took a deep breath, and just like that, she slipped back into the person she wanted all of Faerun to see.   

She stood before the people in the throne room and the goblins that were terrified. They begged for her to show mercy. They even pleaded with Creed and the members of his party to give them mercy, but mercy was not allowed for failures. She took a deep breath as she held a hand in the air. The feeling of her power was coursing through her. The magic she had been trained to use. The very magic that wizards were not supposed to use unless it was absolutely necessary—the shadow weave. The goblins suddenly brought their hands up to their throats and began gasping for air. Their cries for help go unanswered. Wendigo concentrated, and the air in their lungs was being pushed out until they suffocated under her power. Soon enough, the goblins fell to the ground, lifeless, but Wendigo stood stoic as ever, unphased by the scenes that unfolded in front of everyone. Creed didn’t have time to process what was happening. The person he thought was his sweet and loving sister just killed those goblins. It hurt to see that scene unfold right before him, but deep down, something in him enjoyed it. 

When Wendigo came to greet the newcomers, she saw how Creed felt. She could sense the confusion on why she acted the way she did. That just confirmed her suspicions of what could’ve happened to him, but it didn’t matter to her.

“Nyx…What in the nine hells is going on?!”

Even though Creed was trying to maintain a certain presence that showed he didn’t care, his voice gave him away. He wanted to reach for his companion, known by many names, but Creed only knew him as one—Astarion—but he couldn’t let the facade down, not while being surrounded by the enemy. He felt hopeless. The last memory he had of his sister was nothing like the woman that stands before him now. The wizard in Creed’s party, Gale Dekarios, stepped closer to the sorcerer to whisper in his ear.

“Whatever you are feeling right now, mask it. We can’t get caught…”

Gale knew Creed was struggling to keep his emotions in line. Even though he and Creed butted heads in the past due to Creed being born with magic and Gale having to learn to wield it, he knew the sorcerer’s emotions were tied to his magic. If it wasn’t obvious, he could tell this woman was nothing like Creed. Yes, they look similar in appearance, but she did not possess the same sorcery as Creed. The fact that this was the same woman Creed would talk so highly of back at camp raised questions about whether this was the same person or whether his judgement was through rose lenses.

Wendigo didn’t want to have to correct Creed about what her name was, considering he has said the same name more than once now. She just wanted to grip him and yell that she is no longer the person he thought she was anymore and never will be. She took a deep breath to regain her composure.

“ Since you all are here...  Make yourself useful, and help me find Balthazar. Once you’ve gathered supplies, find me near the steps outside.”

She started to walk away from the group, and she could feel all their eyes on her, so she briefly stopped in her tracks to turn her head to the side.

“It’s Wendigo… whoever this Nyx is, she’s gone…”

Hearing those words come out of her own mouth made her own heart shatter. She was no longer the person Creed thought or remembered, but she could say the same about him. He was no longer a threat, or so she thought. Even before, he wasn’t considered a threat, even if she always thought of him that way. Those thoughts made her work hard to be better…to be able to protect him, but is that really the reason anymore ? She failed to realize what Orin did, but she enjoyed the power she now held—but at what cost?

Aw come on leave his nose alone 😭

a young terzo and little copia fighting and terzo throws out “at least my nose wont poke someones eye out!” and copia spends the rest of the day crying

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Whyyyyy is his voice and fave so prettyyyyy😭

His little voice cracks are everything

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I've said it once and I will say it again HE'S ADORABLE IN THE MOST WEIRDEST NICEST WAY

ℙ𝕝𝕦𝕤𝕙𝕚𝕒 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕒 𝕡𝕝𝕒𝕟𝕜 𝕠𝕗 𝕨𝕠𝕠𝕕?

Bro needed a new friend

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DO NOT

Gotta feed the terzo simps/j

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Part 1: Terzo 💜