rip shadow and bone. we would have loved to see dark alina. we would have loved to see matthias finally get out of jail. we would have loved to see kaz learn to love. we would have loved to see zoyalai on screen. we would have loved to see wylan's story. we would have loved to see the ice court heist. we would have loved to see colm fahey. we would have loved to meet kuweii. we would have loved to see jesper get over his gambling addiction. we would have loved to see matthias relearn all he knew for nina. we would have loved to see inej find her family again. we would have loved to see mal find out what life is like without alina. we would have loved to see nina learn to live for herself, instead of her country.
we would have loved to see more of the characters we all know and love.
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just place the wg shake between my boobs n hand me a straw and we are good to go :))
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celebrating our favorite blue boy's return to the table!
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Never have I ever wanted to beat the shit out of a woman who's already fucking dead!
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Dhamari’s still working out how to cope with this whole ‘crush’ thing, okay Gale, give him some time
After laughing out loud at more than a few of @crocodiller’s BG3 comics, I knew they were the perfect artist to bring this silly idea of mine to life. Thank you for obliging me with this commission and for being a complete delight to work with!
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Sharing an apartment with JASON TODD was certainly an interesting experience. Like playing 'What's In That Box?', but the metaphorical box is every drawer in your home. You've found silencers where you store your cutlery, knives in your pantry, and a fully loaded gun next to the toilet (God only knows why he thought that was a good idea).
Jason claims it was for protection, your protection, but you'd hurt yourself more times with them than actually defending yourself. It's not your fault he put his combat knife right next to the soap in the kitchen. Eventually, enough was enough and you made him put everything in one of his various safe houses. And he did it, of course, because it was you.
You went about your life without the fear of cutting yourself on a hidden knife or freaking out because of a random gun stored where you kept the toilet paper. It was nice.
Until you realized that he didn't actually stop.
He just got better at hiding them.
How did you find this out? A plumber had come out to fix your sink and found a loaded pistol hidden in-between the piping. After very a lame excuse as to why exactly there was a loaded gun there (It's Gotham, he's probably seen worse, right?) You were about to confront Jason.
Then you realize.
He's not gonna stop.
He wanted you safe. He needed that reassurance. He needs a backup if he isn't enough. And then a backup to that backup. And so on and so forth. He needed to protect you.
"Jason?"
"Yeah?"
"If you're gonna hide your shit, can you be better at it? Oh, we also definitely need to find a new plumber."
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