I have a long version of Archie's backstory halfway finished in my drafts, but here's the short version. Chasind blight refugee captured by slavers, forced to be a gladiator, freed by allies of the lucerni, adopted into the mercar family (who did some fraud to say he's one of them by birth so he could be a soporatus instead of a liberatus without any rights as a citizen), became a soldier like his adopted dad, got fucked up in The War, moved to minrathous, beat back the survivor's guilt by kicking slavers' asses with the shadow dragons, refound his calling of protecting people, and then had the whole Veilguard plot happen to him. He's a man* of many names and facets, but he's really easy to understand. Big scary guy with the softest heart and a love for art and people.

Archie is a guy who has a lot of secrets by necessity, so he has an intense desire to be genuinely and one hundred percent himself when he has the option. He’s got a heart full of love and shares it readily. He doesn’t hold back from crying or admitting he’s scared. He’s not super hung up on differences of status or race or gender. He’s been otheyu7hju6h sorry my cat has opinions on Archie too.

I should, like, actually talk about my rook on here sometime.

WHY DO YOU PEOPLE KEEP POSTING GORE?!?!? I'M GOING TO BE SICK!!! THANK GOODNESS MY BEAUTIFUL WIFE WORKS FULL TIME KILLING THE FOUL HOUNDS OF HER KIND OTHERWISE I WOULD HAVE BEEN TURNED TO POWDER BY NOW.

help i got stuck in gnome tumblr again

“your friend is dead, and their corpse is inhabited by something only you can see for what it truly is" is already good horror. but "you begin to love the thing that wears their face"? the blasphemy of it. terror turning into desire. grief turning into longing. being enticed by what should repel you. it twists the knife deeper, because the horror is not based on deception anymore. the fear comes from recognizing the monster in its raw form and finding beauty there. you're not clinging to scraps of your friend, you're surrendering to something other, something wrong, and loving it. you're not holding onto a ghost of the past, it’s the monster itself that you choose

one time I told my therapist "I tend to have issues with people who think of themselves as authority figures" and she burst out laughing and then said "I think we need to pause and reflect on how you phrased that"

I mean, what, was I supposed to refer to them as if they actually are authority figures? those don't exist

y'all are doing some weird discourse on this post. no that therapist doesn't need to be "investigated" lmao. she didn't say I was wrong, she reacted because the phrasing was specific as fuck and revealed a lot about my worldview which is totally reasonable to want to explore.

I told my advisor about this and he said, "well, if you had been poisoned, I would have provided you whatever academic supports available to us."

Binoculars are like VR of over there