buge jumpscare ::>

*lays a stress egg*

all women should be more hairy and sweaty and eat more food and laugh more loudly. my stance as a feminist and also my stance as a lesbian pervert

*shoots you with my buggirlification ray*

if you change your icon your personality changes too. that’s just how it goes

@bugcubescience

HEARTBREAKING: friends who i should be going to the movies and playing dnd and watching anime and cosplaying and going to the mall and having sleepovers and exploring the woods with live one hundred trillion miles away

sorry we have to say it. the Kindred of Rot are incredibly sexual. all their little grabby hands and their chitin and how tall but hunched they are and how they skitter when in combat. we need one to have its way with us we don't CARE IF WE GET ROTTED WE NEED BUG SEX NOW THE ROT MIGHT EVEN BE GOOD FOR US PLEASE

it goes without saying we need their eggs in us

like can you fucking imagine? all those hands, spindly with dry chitin, but with surprising strength behind them, pinning you to the soil of Caelid? how quickly and efficiently one of them could tear your clothing away? how quickly they could unbuckle a breastplate? we can. and it is possibly the most fear-horny inducing ideas ever. and the wet squelch as their ovipositor lands on your bare stomach. Is This Thing On

sorry. and you know, even before you're touched by one, that stirring up the soil could cause the Rot to take hold. being pinned to the stuff by a Kindred? that's basically a death sentence unless you're Very lucky. so you need to keep as still as possible, and take their eggs without complaint, and every single second of it is mental agony because you don't know if it knows how easily it could kill you. but what you do know is that it takes your stillness as acceptance, and keeps unloading eggs into your poor body, and you have no idea just how many you'll have to take (too many 💖💖💖💖)

girl this adventuring party is SO fucked. the elven Holy Hammer of Dawn is giving the cute lichgirl at the end of the dungeon bedroom eyes. a bare skull is really hard to read but she's definitely giving Dawn bedroom flames back. she even has her ribs out!

ok so somehow the lich joined the party. it's clear that her and Dawn are fucking. Dawn's always coming out of their shared tent with necromantic burns. we're so getting smitted when the gods learn about this we're so fucked

every mercenary company has got that guy who insists he should fight with two daggers... bro get back in formation and pick up your pike

Listen to the little voice in your brain telling you to act hornier. That's an angel talking and she's telling you how to get to heaven