Wublins are the type of guys who do things in the weirdest way possible.

Original:

Thinking about Gortash being shaped by his time in the House of Hope.

Purposefully mimicking Raphael's accent and manner of speaking, elegant, sophisticated, confident, to disguise his own working class roots and mingle with the Gate's upper class. Matching Raphael's demeanor, his posture, the way he negotiates his deals and flatters his clients. Even the theatrics, to an extent. Raphael is a consummate showman, and from him Gortash learns that presentation is key to manipulating people's perceptions to his own ends.

His views on sex don't differ too much from Harleep's, if Lady Jannath's note is any indication. Sex is just a tool, a commodity, currency that can be used to manipulate people and gain favours. He has no issues with selling his body, as long as the price is right.

As much as he hates the Nubaldin, he also learns from him. Each blow, each cut, each excruciating form of torture gets committed to mind. What worked, what didn't, how did each one feel. It's all knowledge in the end, and if he so wants it, it's his to use.

His own belief and devotion to Bane, God of Tyranny, his desire for absolute order and control, and lawful evil alignment could be linked back. Devil's are famously hierarchical creatures, who believe in order (in opposition to demons who embrace chaos), and the rule of the strong over the weak. Know who is a famous, scheming, sweet-talking tyrant in d&d lore? Old Hoof and Horns himself, Asmodeus, Devil in Chief.

Even his disregard of Karlach's optimism, generosity and good heart. The only truly "good" person young Gortash ever met was Hope, a captive of Raphael tortured for years for refusing to renounce her principles. Her sister Korilla, instead chose to serve Raphael and is thriving, free to come and go as she wishes, granted warlock powers by Raphael, living her best evil life.

first amv be nicies to me about it or else

more LN doodles yippee!!!

girls being nice to me gets me higher than ecstasy ever could

Tables Have Turned /Welcome Home AU Plot summary:

(Story might contain blood, violence and spooky stuff ö )

Wally Darling, a investigator, finds himself dwelling into his friends house to find out why he is missing. Which then he found a bunch of random laying evidence within the household all pointing to one town.

Welcome home.

He assumes that that's where his friend have gone missing so he heads towards the town disguising as a passionate writer looking for a Home, not knowing the horrors on what's going to come at that place.

Story will unfold overtime through my post :') still work in progress, you can feel free to leave out some asks!!

a kitty for my new business cards✷

doctober day 20: rear-view mirror

the REAL reason that the cops and jennifer got to the house before they did is bc they were stuck circling the block for like ten minutes ://

after spending the last week very stressed out and losing sleep over how much i regretted giving my number to a stranger, and after talking to several friends who all gave me the same very wise advice ("decide first what YOU want out of this and make decisions based on that" sounds obvious now but honestly blew my mind), i saw food truck man again today and he asked me if i have a boyfriend, told me he's all alone, hugged me twice, and tried to kiss me. i texted him after to be like just to be clear, i don't want a boyfriend, but i hope you find somebody! and he texted me back: i don't need a girlfriend. i'm married.

❤️🏳️‍⚧️ happy Valentine's day to my first dose of Testosterone 🏳️‍⚧️❤️

self love wins<3

if you are 1) currently in a university where your student healthcare covers hormone therapy, and 2) in a good financial, emotional, and social position to start hormone therapy, i would recommend pursuing it. because in my experience, it's a huge pain in the ass to get an endocrinologist once you're on your own

hapby bday 2 me

[Happy birthday to me]

Happy Pride!!

(I know it's like the end of June, this took longer than I wanted it to)

i have a weird relationship with weight because i hated eating more than anything the moment i was ready for solids ( i hate chewing with my entire life always have & will ) which made me underweight for most of my life ( to this day ) & during late primary-middle school this made me actively suicidal because i felt like something was wrong with my sex because i just was not developing whatsoever prompting me to have a years long phase of trying to gain weight in any way i could ( #EPICFAIL by the way ) & i was already insecure but i felt seriously so unforgivably ugly after bullying not just at school but by adults of my entourage. but then i did in my late 15s which prompted the pendulum to swing in the other direction & suddenly i FREAKED OUT & thought well being skinny is pretty much all i have & know myself to be & clearly it is not going to last forever so i Better preserve it i was delusional about how skinny i thought i was actually i look stumpy & weird i have to prove myself. But now i am normal again kind of

OC X CANON IS THE BESTEST THING TO EVER GRACE THE INTERNET AND I MUST CONTRIBUTE TO IT!!!!!!!

I cannot get them out of my head and I LOVE it!!!!

Alsoooo…Yesh!! I figured out how she would be in The Three Musketeers universe!!!!! I’ll go into it in another post hopefully!!!

it really feels like 25 is the last birthday to get excited for and that's only if you care about lame stuff like being allowed to rent a car or whatever. this year i turn 26 and all im getting is kicked off my insurance