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Ugly ass WIP but I SWEAR I’m drawing
#badboyhalo#qsmp#badboyhalo fanart#q badboyhalo#qsmp badboyhalo#bbh#qsmp bbh#WIP#angelboyhalo#SAVE MEE
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Sighhh.....I miss the fallen throne....I miss my baby...
#badboyhalo#qsmp#q badboyhalo#qsmp badboyhalo#bbh#qsmp bbh#bring my baby back#wheres the fallen throne when you need it#i need q!halo to sit on it like a badass
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Im just a little guy
The playing Minecraft addiction has come back
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Tubbo and Bad both killing bunnies, soulhunters on top <3
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Hehe star-crossed and tragic lovers, my beloved.
By the popular request of exactly two people, I'm making a 2nd chapter for "My Heart, Tied Down and Away."
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I used to think about how I wanted Bad to be the grim reaper in front of Etoiles so bad so that Etoiles could just tease him and not be intimidated and just laugh about what Bad's doing
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Hi sorry, I'm ill about the soul vulture arc again. Because q!Bad made choices in his grief, in his rage, thinking he will never feel an ounce of happiness again because he thought his kids were dead. Q!Bad's Acceptance was never of accepting that grief and learning to live after it, but rather, it was the silent admission that his children were dead and there was nothing he could do. No rage, no monster, no demon, no power in heaven or hell could bring them back. It was Acceptance. But the cruel twist of fate was the fact that he was wrong. Pomme, Dapper, and the other eggs were alive, actually. By the time he found out, however, it was already too late. He was long gone, and every choice has a consequence, and he suffered the consequences of his choices like hell.
Q!Bad was dead long before he fell in the lavender field one hundred feet away from the house his children built. One hundred steps away from his sleeping children he fought so hard to keep safe, under all costs. He died the night they were taken away, because they were his soul, his happiness. Everything that mattered in the millenia he's existed, nothing could compare to his children. He died that night; and all those months where it seemed like he was alive, where he was "healing" was the grim reaper bargaining with himself to hold on a little longer for his children.
Q!Bad loved Dapper and Pomme, and Richas, and all the eggs- he loved them so much it hurt. He loved them so much that love became his hell- his purgatory. Q!Bad loved them until the moment he finally stepped in his grave and couldn't bargain any more.
He deteriorated for months. He was literally melting from the inside. The vultures pecked at his body and fractured his soul. The radiation melted the skin off his limbs, and the brain inside his skull. It hurt like no other death, but if it meant seeing his kids for one more day, then that hell was more than worth it. And the physical pain wasn't the worst of it- no, eventually, he forgot his children's names, their faces, he forgot his own name, and he forgot himself. Memories slipping away like lost fragments of time. Until his death, when he was barely himself anymore.
People noticed, but never really did anything to stop it did they? I mean, who are we kidding, even if anyone spoke up, nothing they could have done would have prevented the inevitable. Dapper knew the fate his father subjected himself to. She knew what scars from soul vultures looked like, and she tried to find a cure. He tried, when he still had his lab, but there was never enough time. No science or magic could ever remedy what was already destined to happen.
And Pomme, sweet Pomme, stayed with her father until the end. She gave him health potions- "medicine"- to help his ailments. And she had so much hope she lived in denial- she thought he was getting better. But the truth is that the memory lapses and the illness never ceased because no medicine could ever resurrect a fractured soul clinging on to his deceased body.
Then Q!Bad finally relinquished himself to the sweet mercy of death. And when he arrived, he found the promise of paradise- the promise of Home, where he would never have had to suffer a painful hell again. But he chose to come back to live and to suffer once more because this time, his children were waiting on the other side. For the first time, the scales were balanced, and his happiness was halved because he had a home that was worth living in, and a life that was worth living. For the first time in the millennia q!bad had been alone, he had love. And that was enough.
The story has always been about love and loss, and the beauty of love and life, despite that loss. That's why the soul vultures arc is my favorite, and also why I nearly cried halfway through writing this. Because love thrives in spite of the loss, and the grief, and the personal hell. When death comes, and it always does, and time has eroded every portrait, or photograph, or memory- all that is left is love. And that love is hope, as well as grief. It is joy and sadness. It is heaven and hell. It is simply love.
#i adore the soul vulture arc so much :')#im still not over bad having the chance to go to heaven#the chance to go home..#but choosing his love over his kids over the love of going back home
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Speaking of the Vault and the Gate back to the Mortal World:
I have this hc that the Mortal World Gate used to look as pristine as his Vault door at one point, but after hundreds of years of being forced to go back into that gate with no choice; he started trying to destroy it, hoping that if he deteriorated it enough it would no longer work and they'd have to take him back into Heaven.
Maybe it got to a point where he'd try to destroy it, not even caring if they'd let him back into Heaven. Not caring if he'd be forced to walk those lonely deserts for all eternity. Just hoping he'd at least be given a different choice, hoping he wouldn't have to continue to suffer.
It was to no avail.
No matter how much he chipped of with his bare hands; no matter how much he chipped off by punching, kicking, clawing even at some points chewing at the Mortal Gate, no matter how much he bled or screamed or begged or prayed: he was never able to do enough damage to break it. It always stayed open, beckoning him through it, no other options.
Even if he chose to walk those endless deserts, day in and day out for mortal years, it would only ever lead him back here, to his inescapable fate, no distractions long enough to truly take his mind off his punishment, his sins; there is no peace here, not where his discretions have already been weighed and he already knows his fate.
What would those hundreds of years, thousands of years, do to a person? How desperate would you be to turn your back on the fate you know you can't escape? Would you try and destroy the Gate to your Suffering as well?
Anyways, just a silly thought :3
#GRRRR HE MAKES ME SO…..#the mental image of bad furiously sobbing while clawing#at the gates of Heaven to maybe#be let in SICKENS ME AARG
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Bad boy!!
(I can’t go a day without drawing him someone help me help)
#badboyhalo#qsmp#badboyhalo fanart#q badboyhalo#qsmp badboyhalo#bbh#qsmp bbh#little ghostie is so cute <3
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Phil: [Looking at some red vines covering a wall] Has this always been here, by the way? This stuff?
Bad: Yeah.
Phil: Yeah?
Bad: It was here the other day.
Phil: Ok, ok...
Bad: Looks kinda nice, doesn't it? Like... could you imagine if this whole wall was covered in it?
Phil: [Stares knowingly at him]
Bad: Wouldn't that look awesome?
Phil: [Trying not to laugh] Shut up– shhh. Shut.
Bad: [Mischievous laugh] Yeah! You like the–
Phil: Shut your mouth, oh my god– Right, I'm gonna- I'll be back in a bit, alright?
Bad: You love the idea!
Phil: NO— [Warps away, then cracks up laughing, hitting his desk] God damn it.
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I'm beginning to think Portal!Bad has, like, a humiliation kink or something...
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ERM CHAT IS THIS REAL?!????!”
#skeppy#badboyhalo#IN THE YEAR OF 2024?#skeppy saw bad trying to#rizz up 3 different characters#and HAD to go live
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Meowboyhalo!
#badboyhalo#qsmp#badboyhalo fanart#q badboyhalo#qsmp badboyhalo#bbh#qsmp bbh#catboyhalo#catboy#ngl I took a picture and just colored#over it for the bg#because I can’t draw backgrounds
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Back in my skephalo grindset brainrot hyperfix. Me when guy covered in diamondss in love with the devil hmm
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Oh my god I'm so stupid. So backing up the theory that purgatory BBH is the one possessing q!BBH, I am very certain that this is the case now because remember when the lights were fading in and out, and it was becoming dark? Where else do we see that effect?
That's right, in a confrontation with a warden. And wardens come from the Deep Dark (ancient cities from my understanding)
And where did we last see purgatory BBH? In a region of the nether with clear ties to the ancient cities! IT'S ALL CONNECTED!!
Also, about the soulsand, I know q!bad has been associated with souls and soul sand already, but purgatory BBH was literally in the soulsand valley (correct me if I'm wrong). However that soulsand is clearly connected to Mr. Reaper, right?
So all of this is just more evidence that Mr. Reaper = Purgatory BBH (as a fractured soul/ghost) = possessing current q!bbh
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