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I love you dead punctuation marks.

(You dreamt you were falling, falling, falling.)

👑🪳🪳🪳

The pain was unbearable.

spiritual successor to Odile and Mirabelle’s girls only book club: girls only sleepover

(context: this post by @celestinecerasus)

she's been waiting the whole adventure for the punchline.

someone's definitely drawn this already because this is literally how it ended

from this by @monochrome-stars

he's really fine guys can't you see. he's smiling and giving a thumbs up 👍

oh to be the only one out of the loop

1 // NEXT

WOOH GOD THIS TOOK A LOT OF TIME. THIS IS MEANT TO BE FOR THE AU IVE BEEN GOING ON ABOUT FOR THE PAST FEW WEEKS but i can absolutely post up to here on its own i think without actually going into the au's territory too much DJBFDKFNDKFND

SO HAVE THIS!! FOR NOW!!!!

Odile, you silly woman, you're confusing time wizard boy!!

Based on this silly Odile's friendquest interactions with animals x3c

I love Siff's reactions >xD

screenshots def not taken from twitter bc i missed this in my first run and I'm doing second run in which I still havent reached to act 3 yet hehe

I also made a continuation!

I'm so normal about this fic <33333333 yeah <3333 Natural Satelite by dirtbagtrashcat

“(you don’t think about it, you don’t think about it, you don’t think about it.)”

// WILD LIFE SPOILERS

So me and my friends made the trivia

do you think the iron swords say a little prayer to the chosen one before they open the door and slaughter the young boy, trembling, terrified in the corner?

i think the sacrificial lamb take on evbo is nice and very cool to play with but might i offer my cent?

evbo is a calf.

there is something inherently holy about the sacrifice of a lamb. it is innocent and pure and you give up its life in worship. there is nothing holy about what the iron swords do to evbo. they open the door, they torture him, they slaughter him. they farm him. cattle are farm animals.

some calves are born to be killed for veal. there are multiple different ways veal calves are raised, with a range in ages at which they are slaughtered for their meat. one process for raising veal calves, which is particularly inhumane (and really quite disgusts me), involves placing the calf in a small pen and feeding it barely sustainable food until it reaches around eighteen weeks old. they are then killed for veal.

there is no worship when it comes to slaughtering the trembling calf staring down the barrel of your gun. you simply watch as it falls limp to the ground, blood pooling beneath its body, before you drag it off to be turned into the meat that sits on your plate.

why would you ever worship the creature that only ever lived to die?

"Your trust."

Since the beginning, Evbo strived to be something more, to figure out his purpose in a system so unforgiving.

To become more.

Nowhere was safe, always a few hits away from death. But then he came to realize the importance of the armour stand, progress as he pleased, give his eternal trust into the hands of all who cared.

Taking a breather on the Iron sword level, come to believe that peace blooms unlike every other corner of this civilization.

Was it too foolish of him to learn that there is more to life than PvP? Nobody should have to die to live.

Tabi had stuck by him since the beginning, changing all he knew about this place, granting him mercy in the Market Place. Could it be that when Evbo kept showing up was the moment she realised that he could be useful for the grand plan?

And if it meant suffering through his monologues, it was a price to pay to live forever.

Was she never even captured? Was it just a coy to stuff Evbo into that cell that is painted red by his blood as decoration? Sitting on the cold stone as it drips down on the side.

Did Tabi seriously not gain any sympathy, hearing the tireless screams die down along with him? Slashed by the piercing blade, a tool like he's become.

Even if the Guard wasn't exactly the most kind to him, he was somewhat patient, merciful, and always stuck to his word. He waited long for Evbo to come back to his own slaughter, lending a helping hand, even if it just meant five more minutes of ease.

And of course, Evbo's first thought was to bring Tabi with him to the next layer. Evbo died and died and suffered and learnt and died and learnt and died and marched forward, just to figure out how to get past the Golden level. Tabi just followed after him.

She never did bring up the hurt, only using it as an example to keep Evbo from discovering the truth.

She never did bring up hearing Evbo plead for his useless life, only for it to turn into 'just get on with it' or nothing at all.

At least the Diamond swords had some compassion, not blaming Evbo for the success of his 'friend'. Who knows what Tabi might do with that sword, Evbo probably won't be around to see.

But when it came down to it, he had hope. He had hope that under all that training, reckless words, was the Tabi he began to know, the mask slipping.

Standing in her way, he couldn't just let her pass by him, not saying a word.

She killed him quick enough, when all Evbo wanted to hear were what she truly had to say, after a long journey, that she did infact care.

In that moment, he didn't care for the lick of freedom, standing infront of the open gate that would grant him his only goal, escaping PvP Civilization. He just wanted to hear Tabi out, an explanation would have been nice.

Did he truly mean nothing to her?

When he was back to where it all started, he was only met with bloodthirst, they all wanted him dead, they all wanted his sword, they all wanted his head.

The arrow stuck in the tree reassured him of change.

There is a lot to more to come, but for now he's just the guy with the shopping addiction. The guy that talks too much. The guy that trusts people too much. The guy that isn't half bad at PvP, and the guy that believes there is more to this world than fighting to live longer.

But for now he's just Evbo.

First Friend

and what if the slaughtered lamb asked you to sing while it died

Something something Pvpciv!Evbo has a house on every layer but none of them are his home.

after the first few times you'll forget it’s even happening

something something about Parkour Legends mistaking Seawatt for Evbo's boyfriend

unfortunately I like this green thing a lot

idk how intentional evbo is but the way he plays pvpciv evbo as just a kid desperately looking for any form of human connection hits me so hard. the first person to give him a chance and teach him how to be better and he's immediately attached like a lost puppy. he's constantly asking anyone who'll listen how to make friends, he's told he should know people's names first and he immediately makes a point to learn as many people's names as he can. he's willing to go to horrific lengths to protect the connections he already has and is so open to sharing important information just so people trust him. even the bit with the video journal is just a way for him to try to be seen and understood, and he didn't even hesitate with the rather suspicious "share" option and picked it instantly.

the 3 evboverse series i adore all have some metaphor or like something correlating to religion/god like, parkciv evbo literally became the parkour god and stuf thats obv, pvpciv evbo is parkour jesus explained by many others before, and sim!evbo basically worshipping(?) the Creator and trying to get the Creator to use him and love him like a follower of sorts, like i sense theres a pattern going on here but whatever

I’m (not) sorry for hitting seavbo with the shoujo beam