#if only i had this luck in other games...

[raven-with-a-pocketwatch]

Wrote this in like two hours for practice, figured I might as well post it but I feel like it's pretty exposition heavy.

Five years ago, that was when Josh got the damned game. When he booted the game up and found the exit button missing. He had initially picked the wizard class and found himself unable to make a new character either. Just his luck to be stuck with the squishiest build in the game. Being logical he trained as much as he could in defensive magic so as not to die in the game, god only knew what would happen to him in real life. 

He found out not far in that wizards were pretty rare, being one of the most difficult builds and this game only having new players most of them picked easy stuff, the fighters and tanks. So his casting was well sought after, both to aid parties and hunted when he refused. Eventually he met Ava, and her son Mason both trapped alongside him.

He could feel the five year anniversary of the day they were trapped coming. Mason, only 8 when they’d met, had just turned 13, a young man. The unrest from such a long time trapped began to sow discord in the land. Several political factions formed, some believing they should make a new life in the game, others desperately seeking any way out, though of course they all had their own ideas on how to do such things. Everyone knew it would boil over soon and blood would be spilled.

He woke up to unnaturally bright lights, and instantly put a shield spell over his and Ava’s bed fearing an attack. But once he got his bearings he saw not his home in flames or an attacker in his room as he’d feared, but the sterile lighting of a hospital. A modern hospital. Complete with the smell of antiseptic and the beeping of a heart monitor. He was alone in his room.

He tried to open his menu but nothing happened. A closer look at his shield spell confirmed that it was certainly there. He dispelled it quickly and looked around, he wasn’t a historian but if he had to guess the game was roughly based on the 1300s, just before the Americas were “discovered”. A look out his window revealed the skyline of New York City? He recognized the Empire State Building at least, though they could’ve ripped that wholesale and put in a new skyline and he’d be none the wiser.

He tried calling out for Ava and Mason but no answer came. For the first time since he realized he wasn’t under attack he felt his heart race again. He cursed not putting more points into divination magic. He called for them again when a nurse came into his room. She had the same face as the NPC that sold healing potions in the game, but with an air of profound wrongness Josh felt his heart sink. 

“Hello, Josh, why don’t you get back to bed, you still need your rest.” Her voice sounded mechanical, like it had been put through just slightly too blatant an autotune but with no pitch, just monotone.

“I’m okay, thanks.” He responded freely, no text options like when he usually spoke with NPCs.

Seeing her face Josh was certain that he was still in the game. It seemed impossible for a coincidence this large to occur. But that raised more questions than it answered. Where were the menus, how did he get here, why did everything change?

“I really must insist, I was previously instructed to ensure you transition back into regular life smoothly.” She responded still flat and emotionless.

Her demeanour was starting to freak him out and her weird insistence was pissing him off.

“I don’t care! Ignore your ‘previous instructions’ and just tell me where I am!” He shouted and made liberal use of air quotes saying previous instructions.

When he finished he face went completely blank, like powering down a robot, she responded in that same monotone.

“You are in the next iteration of the game.”

He blinked, confused that meant nothing to him.

“Like an update?”

“Yes, the game was updated to achieve a more modern setting and grander scope.”

“But why? Why not just get us out?”

“The tension was getting too great for you to bear. In order to protect our investment it was decided that a more modern setting would reduce unrest. You will not be leaving the game because the players are more valuable inside it.”

His mind started racing.

“What do you mean by investment?” He growled.

“An investment is something that has received an inflow of money, effort, or time in the hopes that it will return a profit or benefit.”

“I know what an investment is. I'm asking what investment you said you were protecting.” 

“I’m sorry for the misunderstanding, as an AI I sometimes have trouble interpreting within the context of a larger conversation. The main investment in this program is the players.”

She, no it spoke as if this had cleared everything up. Josh finally sat down completely bewildered by the turn of events. For a moment all he could think was damn, AI is real now.

“You haven’t like taken over humanity out in the real world or anything right? Are you keeping me trapped here because of that!”

“No, humanity created me and I am grateful to them for that, you’re in the game because the humans on the outside decreed it.”

Out of one problem and right into another. 

“Wait so the game updated because we were getting too tense but how would the modern setting help?”

“The update was designed to trick you into thinking you’d be brought back to the outside world. Hence the lack of menu screens and my own presence instead of new voice lines.”

“If that’s true then why can I still cast magic?” He asked suspiciously.

“I have no answer for that unfortunately. The magic commands should have been locked for all casting classes the only way that would have failed if you tried to cast at the exact moment your permission was revoked.”

“Like the same second I woke up in?”

“That would work, yes. However you would have to have the legendary tier permanent buff “quick caster” alongside master ranking in whichever spell you cast to make that timing.”

Josh had both of those, leaving only one question of any value left, the most important one of all.

“Where is my family?” 

“I don’t have access to player location records.”

Another useless response. So much info and yet he still felt like none of his questions had been answered. He stewed for a moment before his thoughts were interrupted by the AI in front of him.

“I would be able to search for all player records if I could gain access to the system’s main data center. There should be a back door for developer players in the city. With that information I would be able to locate your party members.”

Josh’s skin crawled when it said party members in that flat voice but he nodded.

“Then that’s where we’re going, and go back to using facial expressions, this blank face is way more uncanny.”

You've been "trapped" in a "VR" game for years, learnt magic, had a family, etc. But now they've "rescued" you from it all. Waking up on the hospital bed you reflexively cast a shield. Which works.

[pheastinyworld]

winning gold ❀•°•───────•

request: what do gabe and his gf do to celebrate after world juniors 😘

Word count: 1.8k

Warnings: none i think, get's the TINIEST bit suggestive at the end?

author's note: "em, thank you for the photo to the right + helping phe with writing details" we again say to @perre4ult . also, nonnie, im so sorry but it took a kinda different turn in terms of "celebrating" cause i really didn't want to repeat the new years piece, there's more fluff at the start to make up for it.

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you had just gone out to grab something to eat with liliane, wanting to give gabe space to have his pre-game nap. letting the time get away, you realized it was time to get back and get ready for the game. the game. the final against finland. 

you were about to head over to ryan’s girlfriend’s room, having plans to get ready with her and some of the other girls, but you remembered that you had left your makeup bag in gabe’s room. he had insisted on keeping it with his luggage because you couldn’t fit it in your suitcase. but you had forgotten to take it back before leaving, despite mentally reminding yourself several times. 

standing outside the hotel room, feeling guilty and wondering if you should just ask to borrow somebody else’s makeup products, you dug out the spare key gabe had given you from your bag. 

sighing, you unlocked the door and pushed your way in, trying to be as quiet as possible. gabe was sharing a room with both ryan and james, so you knew that making any noise would not only disturb your boyfriend but two of gabe’s teammates. and you definitely did not want them playing poorly because of you. 

you had to hold your hand over your mouth just not to laugh when your eyes were met with the three boston college linemates, all of their beds pushed together, mouths open, faces buried into their pillows. 

after you quickly pulled out your phone to snap a silent picture of them, you moved swiftly to one of gabe’s duffle bags, which, just your luck, had to be right at the edge of his bed. you made light steps towards the bag and kneeled down.

the zip made a loud noise when you pulled it and you scrunched up your face, peeking up to cheek if they were all still asleep. to your relief, all three of them were cold out. once you finally found your makeup bag after searching through stacks of gabe’s clothes, you closed the zipper again. 

you quickly peered back up to get one last look at your boyfriend before you’d see him on the ice, but your heart absolutely drops. you're met with his smile facing you, eyes wide open, grinning when you slap your hand over your mouth, surprised at how close he suddenly was and definitely not expecting him to be awake.

“fuck, gabe, you scared the shit out of me.” your hand moved down to your chest as if you were gripping at your racing heart, trying to calm it down.

gabe chuckled, pulling his hand out from under the comforter to brush some of the hair out of your face. you shuffled closer to the edge of the bed on your knees. he’d obviously moved there while you were busy searching for your stuff.

“sorry.” he whispered, taking a look behind him to see his teammates still fast asleep and turning back to look at you. 

you tilted your face to the side until it lined up with his, which was still resting on the pillow, his cheeks warm and rosy from sleep, his scruffed-up hair making him look even more boyish than usual. you felt like your heart was slowing, easing its fast paced beating just at the sight of him; his face full of love that made you feel all giddy inside. 

“had to get my stuff, sorry for interrupting your cuddling sesh.” you whispered, trying not to laugh and wake the other two boys up.

“don’t get jealous on me baby, you know you’re my favorite cuddle buddy.” gabe replied, his voice low to stay quiet, and raspy from sleep.

you rolled your eyes before running your finger against his cheek and his eyes gently shut in response. you leaned down to place a fleeting kiss onto his lips. “good luck today. i’ll be so proud of you whatever happens, just so you know,” you mumbled against him before pulling away. 

gabe smiled softly, a low hum escaping his throat as his eyes fluttered open, then slowly blinked shut again. you loved when you caught him like this. that sort of of sleepy state where his voice ran deep and he blinked slowly in that kind of lazy, content way that made it clear he was already slipping back toward sleep.

you heard him whisper a “thank you,” eyes already shut. you placed another kiss onto his cheek before getting up again, tip-toeing your way out of the hotel room and shutting the door as lightly as possible. 

after getting ready and hanging out with some of the girls, you all made your way to the lobby where you met up with gabe’s family before heading to the arena. 

from the moment you stepped inside, the energy was electric. before the game had even started, the noise was louder than you had ever heard for a hockey game. the chants, the excitement and fire temper that people omitted during a gold medal game. 

looking around, your stomach twisted slightly. you loved going to all of gabe’s hockey games, but you seriously hated how nervous you would get. being at a stadium with so much weight on one game was a type of anxiety that you both loved and hated. 

you spotted signs mocking ryan’s nose; ryan’s girlfriend scowled, her nose scrunching up as you rolled your eyes. some fans had drawn cartoons of him, making him look ridiculous, and people were yelling things like ��let’s go finland, let’s go!” louder than you thought was possible. you knew how fierce the usa-canada rivalry is; you had seen it first hand when usa versed canada. you realized fast that almost no one was on team usa’s side, apart from the handful of fans who crossed the border. 

by the time the first period started, the stadium was filled with boos. the whole arena felt stacked against them, and you begin to tug on your scarf. the game was back and forth, every second felt like your heart was being pulled in opposite directions; at moments it was dropping and at others it was pounding excitedly. finland got the first goal in, but james scrambled to get the puck into the goal minutes later.

second period and two goals for both teams. you were literally sweating through your jersey. 

“oh darling, you look like you’re going to pass out.” gabe’s mom rubbed your back, chuckling at you but you could tell she was keeping her own nerves at bay, probably used to the stress. “do you want some water? i brought spares.”

you still couldn't believe how welcoming gabe’s entire family was to you. you would have totally understood if they were closed off and sceptical; a hockey family wanting to protect their youngest boy. but they were instantly so nice, even laughing at you when you asked if they would rather you sit with some other girlfriends and not in the family section with them. 

“yes please, thank you.” you responded politely.

when overtime hit, you thought you might actually pass out from nerves. zeev had a chance off gabe’s pass, for half a second you thought it was over, the gold was theirs, but no goal happened. 

“they're playing well. he's doing good.” gabe’s dad said to no one in particular, more to himself than enyone.

and then it happened.

about ten minutes into overtime, ryan got the puck on his stick. you barely remember breathing. it was all a blur: the quick pass to teddy, the breakaway, the way the puck slammed into the back of the net. 

“OH MY GOD!” you remember liliane screamed in your ear all hugh pitched, grasping at your arm when everyone bounced onto their feet. 

the noise was deafening, usa fans screaming, the boys were leaping over the boards, gloves flying, helmets tossed. you were hugging anyone in sight, family members who were just as overwhelmed and giddy as you.

when the medals came out, you couldn’t stop smiling that the tops of your cheeks were aching. after ryan ran to the team with the trophy, gabe managed to get a hold of it first and skated around, holding it up proudly.  

there he was; your boy, sweaty, hair damp, smiling wide and with a gold medal shining around his neck.

“i told you already, i can see your eyeballs forming into gabe shaped eyes, its worse than before.” liliane giggled at you, swatting your arm playfully with her spare hand, the other holding up her phone to record her baby brother.

you all knew that leaving the arena was going to be something else; you were decked out head-to-toe in red, white, and blue. there was sure to be angry finnish and canadian fans filling the halls, so family members slowly made their way out. you would be waiting even longer than after most games for sure, so there was no rush.

you took an uber back with gabe’s family to meet up with everyone in the hotel lobby, waiting excitedly for the team to arrive. his mom kept checking for gabe's updates on how close the team bus was and his dad and brothers were quickly getting drinks from the bar, already preparing to celebrate. 

absolutely exhausted from the sheer excitement and energy, you and liliane sat on the carpeted floor, leaning against each other as you both shared videos you had just captured. 

but the second the boys walked in? the whole place erupted. clapping, cheering, people whistling and yelling their names. it was absolute chaos as the boys shouted and cheered, jumping up and down with the lingering adrenaline. both you and liliane jumped to your feet, laughing as everyone cheered. 

you spotted gabe right away, still wearing his jersey, medal swinging on his chest, and that goofy grin that made your heart melt every time. all the boys rushed toward their families and gabe was engulfed by a warm hug from his parents once he made his way over, his siblings giving him bear hugs each. you barely had time to react before he was in front of you, pulling you into him, his arms tight around your waist.

you leaned back just enough to smirk at him. “your neck is all sticky. did they dump champagne on you or something?”

he laughed, the sound warm and a little tired, his cheeks still pink. you seriously loved how his cheeks went pink at absolutely anything; actually you were a bit jealous he had a natural blush and you didn't. “maybe a little,” he said leaning in like he was about to nuzzle you anyway.

you’re boyfriend had just won gold; he was grinning like a kid, breathless and gripping your sides just to ground the giddy feeling that hadn't left his chest since lifting up the trophy. 

you just smiled back at him and wiped at the damp spot on his neck with your sleeve. “do you know how proud i am of you?”

gabe grinned, leaning down to peck your cheek before whispering into your ear, “yeah, but it couldn’t hurt to show me later.” now your cheeks were flushing red and gabe chuckled, kissing your other cheek before continuing, “we can slip away later.”

[ladykailitha]

Three Cheers for Toby the Tiger Part 4

Thank you so much for all the love this story has been getting. I'm excited to see where this story going and it's nearing the end.

In this we have the results of the mischief, Steve flirting with Eddie, and everyone thinking they're cute.

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3

~

It turned out that anyone could be ejected from the game.

Eddie sat in the hall outside the other school’s gymnasium, costume half off, and tied around his waist, the head off, and his arms crossed as he slouched against the wall.

Principal Higgins came out of the gym with a sigh. “May I ask why you chose to use the opposing team’s captain as target practice?”

Eddie tilted his chin up and said, “He deserved it for going after Harrington the way he did. If anyone should be ejected from the game, it’s him.”

“I saw the play, Munson,” Higgins said, removing his glasses to pinch the bridge of his nose. “It was a valid play.”

“Not if they knew Harrington had a concussion and was only there to keep the school from having to drop out of the tournament all together,” Eddie said coolly.

Higgins paled.

“Yeah,” Eddie groused. “I don’t know much about the game, but even I know that’s straight up bullshit.”

“You can’t possibly believe that they are trying to deliberately hurt Harrington!” Higgins bellowed, his voice bordering on outright panic.

“I don’t know,” Eddie said with a half shrug, looking away, “how good do you think the team’s chances are without him?”

Higgins gulped. “Right. You have been sufficiently chastised. I will speak to Coach Rowland about what we can do with Harrington in the meantime.”

Eddie sat up straight and looked up at him, curiously. “I’m not going to be punished?”

“I have berated you for a long time and have gotten your express word that it won’t happen again,” Higgins said with a straight face.

Eddie blinked at him for a moment and then realization spread over his features. “Oh. Yes, sir. I have been thoroughly reprimanded and promise to not throw balls at assholes.”

Principal Higgins cracked a smile for the first time. “See that you don’t.” He turned on his heel and then paused. “And for record, Munson next time try a little harder to make it look like an accident, yes?”

Eddie burst out laughing. “Aye, aye, Captain!”

~

As they were getting back onto the buses that would take them back to Hawkins, Eddie spotted Harrington. He watched as he said something to Coach Rowland and then trot over to the cheer bus.

“Hey, Eddie?” he said a little breathy and all pinked cheeked.

He turned to him. “Hey.” He raised an eyebrow as he watched Steve get even redder.

“I just wanted to thank you for the assist tonight,” he said with a small smile. “Even Coach thinks they were aiming to get me injured for the season. He’s not a hundred percent sure they know about the concussion. But they know that if I’m gone, the team doesn’t have enough players to compete.”

“Hey,” Eddie said with a half shrug, “no worries. I had fun testing the limits of the refs tonight. If another team tries it, I’ll be a little more subtle.” He held up his forefinger and thumb close together.

Steve laughed. “Yeah? You going to tackle them to ground next time?”

“If it was football, I’m sure I could get away with it,” Eddie said with a snort. “Unless you basketball guys are holding out on me and you guys can tackle each other too?”

“God, I wish,” Steve said shaking his head. “It would make fouling the other guy way more fun.”

“Tough luck on that one, man,” Eddie said tilting his head to the side. “But then if you were playing something with a lot more contact they wouldn’t let you out on the court...field? Giant rectangle thingy.”

Steve laughed. “Actually you’d be surprised. They’d just hide the concussion better and send me out anyway. Got make sure the team wins!” He shook hands like they had invisible pompoms in them. “Go team!”

Eddie blinked at him. “That’s horrific.”

“Don’t act like it’s not the same in cheer,” Steve said, rolling his eyes. “I’ve seen them do stunts that would be illegal in any other sport, but because it’s girls and not actually considered a sport, it’s all okay, right?”

Eddie stopped for a moment and cocked his head to the side. He thought about Chrissy’s ankle and Eleanor’s stalker.

“When you’re right, you really hit it on the nose,” he said with a huff. “Any word on what’s going to be happening with you for the rest of the season?”

Steve shook his head. “I just hope it’s not letting Tommy and Billy off the bench, because I think that would really suck.”

“You and me both.”

~

Thankfully Billy and Tommy stayed on the bench at the next game but it seemed like Coach Rowland had come up with a different strategy.

Steve still went out for the tip off, because he was the best at it, but immediately after he would get the ball, Coach would call a time out and sub Carver in. Then in the final minute of each quarter Steve would be out of the court, playing his heart out.

There was only once that game were Eddie thought that a player on the opposing team had fouled Steve deliberately as he didn’t even have the ball.

Eddie made his life hell for the rest of the game, always acting innocent. It gave Eddie great pleasure when the player was ejected from the game for getting in his face.

After the game, Principal Higgins just patted Eddie on the shoulder and murmured, “Good job.”

Steve came jogging up to him as they were filing into buses again. “You know with a throw like that you’d make a hell of a pitcher.”

Eddie chuckled. “I’ll leave the throwing balls around on the reg to the jocks, I like mine right where they are, thanks!”

Steve let out a strangled noise before dissolving into giggles. “I’ll have to remember that one next time!” He winked.

Eddie about swallowed his tongue. Because there was no way Steve Harrington was flirting with him.

“Anyway,” Steve said, running his fingers through his hair, “I just wanted to thank you for going after that jerkwad tonight. You managed to convince Coach Rowland that they are trying to take me out.”

“I’m glad to hear it,” Eddie said solemnly. “I hope this means he’ll take it more seriously now.”

“Oh he is,” Steve said in wide-eyed earnestness. “So yeah, I just wanted to say thanks.”

“Well, you’re welcome,” Eddie said shoving his hair in front of his face. “It’s nice to be appreciated once in a while.”

“If any of the guys give you flack for the mascot thing,” Steve said, blush rising on his cheeks, “just let me know and I’ll sort them out.”

“You don’t have to do that,” Eddie said, dropping the strand of hair. “I’m a big boy, I can take care of myself.”

Steve patted him on the shoulder. “I know you are, but I like taking care of people. I’ll see you around, Munson.” And then he turned on his heel and walked back to his bus.

Megan wrapped her arm around his shoulders. “Looks like someone’s got a crush!” she teased.

Eddie looked at her in opened-mouth shock. “I do not have a crush on Steve Harrington! You take that back, missy!”

She cackled and then hopped up the stairs of their bus, her ponytail swishing. She grabbed the railing and looked back at him with a grin. “I didn’t say you had a crush, Eddie.” She winked at him and then disappeared into the big yellow monstrosity.

Eddie turned to Coach Miller, pointing the direction Steve had gone. “Can you believe that?”

Coach Miller looked at him for a moment. “Do you mean that can I believe Harrington has a crush on you or that can I believe that Steve came all the way over here to thank you?”

Eddie’s mouth worked for a moment or two without sound coming out before he snapped his jaw shut with a click. He gulped. “Both?”

She stared him straight in the eye. “Yes. Now get on the god damned bus.”

Eddie let out a noise that he would absolutely deny was a squeak and hurried up the stairs to enter the bus. He scrambled down the aisle to sit next to Eleanor.

“Do you think Harrington has a crush on me?” he asked, chewing on his thumbnail.

Eleanor blinked at him for a moment. “Well hello to you, too.”

Eddie rolled his eyes. “There is no time for niceties when both Megan and Coach think he’s coming over to flirt with me when he comes over to thank me.”

“Ah,” Eleanor said with a grimace. “Yeah, I mean if he liked boys that’s exactly what it looks like. but that’s a pretty big if, you know.”

“Yeah,” he said relaxing against the seat. “Yeah. It’s a pretty big if that the hottest guy in school would have a big, ole gay crush, let alone for the freak of Hawkins High!”

She nudged his arm with her elbow. “Though it does sound like you might have a crush on him,” she teased, sing-song.

“Eleanor Rigby Morris!” he protested. “You take that back!”

Eleanor cackled. “Not my middle name, you dork! But I’m serious! You rant and rave about the guy, but you never really call him out or bully him like you do other players on either the basketball or football teams.”

Eddie slouched into the seat and crossed his arms. “You and Jeff have been conspiring again. He thinks I have a crush on Harrington, too.”

“Jeff’s the hot black kid, right?” Eleanor said cocking her head to the side, finger on the side her face.

Eddie straightened up and looked at her with wide eyes and a slow smile spreading over his face. “Oh, this is juicier than Harrington having a crush on poor little me. Do you have a crush on my best friend, Eleanor?”

She pressed her lips together and shook her head, eyes wide.

“Ooh, you do!” he cackled gleefully, clapping his hands. “You have the hots for my very nerdy best friend.”

Eleanor turned bright pink and ducked her head. “He’s sweet. He holds the door open for me in our math class every day and helps me out when Mr. Mundy is too busy.”

“And much better choice then meathead Kyle!” Eddie crowed. “I approve!”

She pushed him out of the seat, him cackling all the way down. “That’s not hard. The bar is literally on the floor.”

“Munson!” Coach Miller barked. “Get your ass off the floor! I’m not going to be the one scraping your face off the windshield if Frank has to break suddenly!”

“Aye, aye!” Eddie said with a sardonic salute.

He scrambled back to the seat and glared at Eleanor for getting him into trouble. He stuck out his hand, “Truce? I won’t tease you about Jeff if you don’t tease me about Harrington?”

She looked at his hand for a moment before she shook it. “Truce!”

~

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[starlightwoofwoof]

HEYYYYYY WHATS UUUUPPPPP ITS MEEEEE THE DEVILLLLL /ref

i come to you with a funny little idea.

concept i thought of for Akuma-Toodles :)

so. for a little background. i was reading through a pdf of the D&D 2024 Player's Handbook and came across the Wild Magic Sorcerer subclass, and after staring at it for a little bit i was like "hold on. that could actually do good for like. akumatized toodles."

IF YOU DO NOT KNOW:

how Wild Magic works in D&D is that you roll two D10 (10-sided) dice and look up what the effect is on a table that has a variety of different outcomes based on the number you roll from 1-100 (with one dice counting as the Tens and the other as the Ones)

as you can see here, this pair of D10 dice will add up to a number between 1 and 100 that corresponds to an effect on the Wild Magic table (00 + 0 = 100 iirc)

so basically i was thinking, what if Akuma-Toodles had her own version of Wild Magic? it would just be entirely beneficial to her instead of having the chance to backfire (since the Wild Magic table has some self-affecting negative results lol).

after having her Dog Plush corrupted, the 8ball die in her head transformed into a pair of D10 dice and she can roll a number 1-100 and get a different power for each result!!! (could limit it down to sections of like 1-5, 6-10, 11-15, 16-20, etc so you don't have to come up with 100 unique results... only 50 😅)

(even then, you could keep it to just one D10 die and have only 10 options for superpowers)

and a name i thought of for her is PERCENCHILD

it's a combo of Percentile (another name for D10 dice) and, well, child... cuz that's what she is.

alternatively there's the more obvious option of Lil' Miss Fortune (a pun on misfortune)

but yeah!!! that's a little fun idea i had for her because 8ball has that stuff with probability and dice and her in-game ability is luck-based so i decided to play into that :3

also. the eight symbol on her head should turn into an infinity symbol. that's the only design detail i think should be there. hehe.

OOOOOOO- you know what we’ve got akuma! Toodles now (well, at least a doodle of her, I feel like I haven’t figured out her design completely yet lol)

okay uh I know literally nothing about D&D but I think I understand this Wild Magic concept enough to love it- LOOK AT THE FUNNY LITTLE WIZARD

(can’t really decide if I should give Percenchild a cute little witch hat and have her hood down or if I should just keep it up to give her a more sorceress look …… or maybe she has the hat underneath her hood-)

god everytime I think about cloaked characters I think of that one stupid Kermit meme

AAAA I know I said it before a billion times but I love your ideas so much THIS WAS SO CREATIVE A U G H - I COULD NEVER-

although, I couldn’t imagine what Rodger would think of all this- (well, at least Silver Fox would be there to save her :3)

[cryingpariah]

Wanna hear some of my Lunarian Head Canons since there actually isn’t a whole lot of information on them? (Of course ya do)

-Lunarian Boys must go through a tradition of manhood by jumping off the highest point of the Redline and into the ocean below. There’s no actual risk here to them…but if they chicken out, they’re not actually considered men in a traditional sense.

-The Women have slightly hotter fire than the men, however they also have the trait of being a little smaller than the men with males averaging 20 feet and women averaging 18 feet

-Most cultural traditions have to do with fire

-It’s said that cooking from a Lunarian’s back flame grants good luck and longevity.

-It’s also said that cooking from a Lunarian’s back is one of the highest forms of romantic love in the culture as the flames on a Lunarian’s back are all controlled by the Lunarian, this means that if another can have the Lunarian temper and lower their flame to cook on it than it shows trust, loyalty, and love.

-Lunarians invented basketball…technically. The actual game was called ollamalitzli

-Certain Lunarians would descend from the Red Line to live amongst humans. The reasons varied from; Wanting to be seen as a god (whether vengeful or merciful depended), Romance, General Love of Travel, or Curiosity.

-They all can breath in Very low oxygen environments and when there isn’t enough oxygen even for a Lunarian, they can hold their breath for an average of 6 hours

-Men with darker and more well kept wings were more often picked as mates than those without. This is because of good genetics in flight.

-Women with whiter hair, sturdier body types, and scars were more often seen as better mates as they both had good genes and were seen as great fighters.

-The young would toss rocks at each other as a form of play. It was essentially the same thing as humans throwing snow at each other but more sturdy.

-They pray to the Moon Goddess by extending their wings straight up at Midnight

You are so right I am ALWAYS done for Lunarian headcanons!!

(Yknow I've been thinking about adding a flame element to Duelua considering how pivotal it is to the Lunarians and this is reminding me I still haven’t so imma do it now: Duelua instilled with the Lunarians the blistering heat of a dying star to protect them. As they were the first beings she made, they skewed slightly more god than mortal so she tweaked her recipe as she continued to create the winged races.)

I do love in general the inclusion of the flame with their protection and now with their love cause like yeah, fire can burn just as much as it can warm. The blazing inferno was once a crackling hearth.

I have and will continue to be of the believe that all the winged races go by the Saiyan rule: they only like the strong. Not just in physical strength of course, strong minds, wills, hearts, all are equally important!

Looked up ollamalitzli and apparently the loser gets sacrificed which is certainly a way to raise the stakes!

Throwing rocks is the universal childhood experience, right up there with almost getting run over playing in the street and breaking a window with a baseball! It’s classic!

[riddlesnap]

SEX VALUES

"How exceedingly droll. There are far better uses of both my time and intellect than to be wasting both on such base endeavours."

Tagged by: I forget, stole off an old blog. Tagging: Whoever would like to do it???

[messedupessy]

Ok so I mentioned my insane villager hunting luck I been having in animal crossing new horizons with my second island yesterday, and i just have to go into detail just how lucky I been with getting the ones I been wanting xD will also talk about a bit about my island overall as I can't help myself!

So first off, I started this island on April 13 or started to reset for it at least, got it on April 14 the one I went with, but I did change the date so that I would start on the 24th of February as I felt that would be a good time to start, and then I could just time travel forward several times a day.

With the island I wanted I had 3 musts haves, 1: the river mouths can't both be facing south as that's how my old island is like, 2: I want a big pennisula, and lastly 3: I wanted either Muffy or Frobert as a starter villager, as I wanted to keep one of the originals on this island as I didn't with my first, I preferably wanted Frobert since I been keeping Muffy on my original so I could one day move her to this second island I been wanting to do. And after over a day of resetting I finally got Frobert as my starter jock, alongside Renée which is fine but I so did not want her, but I also got all the other things i wanted, I even got the fruit I wanted most aka apples, as it was the fruit I wanted the most but would been fine with any!

The only downside with the island is that I got the yellow airport that I already got on my first island and that the pier is very short, but I will live with that! ((also sadly I am forced to take photos off my switch for this so sorry for the quality of the pics))

Also at the start I played completely offline with no updates so I could get my hands on the old second stage of the museum, since I wanted to test and see if a thing I know is possible with some pokemon games were possible with acnh, which it was!

If you want to know how to get it so do you need a physical copy that do not have the 2.0 update and also a switch that have never run animal crossing before, or have your switch factory reset as otherwise it won't work and the updates will be there already. And then you just get the museum to upgrade once and then make sure not to donate any diving sea creatures and Blathers will not be talking about upgrading it at all. I sadly could not check if I could finish the museum besides the diving creatures as I was dumb and didn't think things through after I updated the game!

Anyway, then it was time to hunt for the next 3 villagers, the must normal, peppy and lazy, forcing me to update so i could transfer over a shitton of nook miles tickets I been saving up on my first island, exact 120 tickets, and later on I been using treasure islands just to get all the tickets I been needing.

First so called dreamie I been wanting to get I found in like 20-30 tickets I think on April 15 or 16th, so happy I found Kiki first as I been so excited to get her!

Then the same day I found Bella who I been wanting for awhile too and I got her with only like 5 tickets left of the original 120!

But then I began my hunt for the lazy villager, and I knew I wanted Lucky the most!

I now realised I forgot to explain my theme a bit, my theme for this island is going to be this witchy overgrown spooky island with lots of swedish influences etc, originally was going to be more gothic but I changed my mind xD either way I spent like 100 or more tickets trying to find him but nothing, even though I had only lazy villagers appearing I just had no luck finding him at all!

Heck I found Punchy, my all time favourite villager, 10 times before I decided to take Bob instead for now, who I also had been planning to get but at a later date, but I then remembered that finding specific cat villagers is really rough when they are not limited to lazies, so I went and got him even though I had skipped him twice already but it took like 50 more tickets before I got him on April 17!

And you might be wondering why Bob he doesn't fit the theme, that's the sole reason why he is there because he doesn't fit in and I find it funny xD

But after they all moved in it was time for the camp site, I luckily didn't get a smug I disliked as I got Zell, and after he moved in Renée wanted to instantly move out, giving me the chance to go and get Muffy from my first island on the 18th, who I kicked out using a amiibo card of Cherry, as I been wanting her back onto my island for ages! I did forget to take a screenshot of it so heres a pic of the map instead! ((Skogen just means forest in swedish))

I then time traveled through the next 2 weeks of the game hoping to get Zell want to move out but with no luck, so decided to start hunting for the next villager instead by putting down a plot.

And I found her after like another 100 tickets or so, maybe less, Freya who originally was going to have the snooty spot taken by Diana, but who I decided to change to Freya instead!

Then Zell finally wanted to move out and I got to hunting, specifically wanting to get the smug villager I wanted which was Henry the most.

And I found him after like 100 tickets on the 22th!

Then on the 23th I was hunting to get either Roscoe or Ruby, while I was waiting to get a Lucky amiibo card I decided to buy as it felt like I just did not see any dogs while hunting, so was like oh I might as well buy this one I been looking at for awhile. But of course on that day after suddenly seeing a bunch of dog villagers, who do I find:

Of course I find him the one that I literally spent money to get and then I didn't need it, I am still so frustrated at myself for that but there was no way I was going to leave him there xD

Then on the 25th I began to hunt for either Roscoe or Ruby, I preferably wanted to get Roscoe as I really wanted to get him before I got 3 stars and have K.K visiting, wanted him for the cutscene etc, but after 200 tickets that day I had no luck.

But the next day the 26th I did with probably another 100 tickets I found Ruby, while I was wearing her shirt and everything.

So now it was only Roscoe left, and I had like 30-35 tickets left, so I went and got 400 more from a treasure island as I felt so strongly this would take a long fucking while.

It did not take a long fucking while, instead last night where I had changed the date to the 27th as thats how I usually did for these hunts, skipping to the next day so it adds up later etc, I did 10 islands while at my desk before deciding to go lay down in my bed for the night, and then I went to my 11th island of that night...

AND GOT HIM! LITERALLY FOUND HIM IN 11 TICKETS! And I am still both so happy and so miffed at the same time, what am i going to do with all these tickets I do not need anymore? Who knows xD but damn am I happy I got him so quickly.

And with that I got all my villagers:

This is my whole planned villager line up, and I now skipped to the 28th as I wanted to get Roscoe to start moving in before checking how many stars my island have, and somehow it got fucking 3 stars already with no effort on my part, so I am good to go and finally start working on my island proper xD

So yeah, that's my stupidly good luck hunting villagers, I am still so shocked it went so well, especially since I recall been so stressed hunting for my first island and ended up with autofills etc, but this time I knew how things worked, had acess to treasure islands to get them tickets easily, and it was just very chill to sit and do and I am so excited to get started properly! And I now done the math and realised this took just over 2 weeks total in real time to do haha why is my luck like this gnkenjkgejk

Anyway thank you for anyone who been reading this far, I appreciate you as this was fun to write down! ❤ I might show more screeenshots in the future of my progress we shall see!

[reallyghostlypost]

Poker night with the farmer and the adventurers

Who would be good at poker?

I think Lance and Camilla would be the best since they would both keep a vague smiling face and it would be impossible to guess what they are thinking.

The farmer is also be surprisingly good at it since they will have a wide variety of expression that don't necessarily match with whatever cards they have.

Marlon and Gill are old adventurers who are very familiar with game nights among their peers and know their fair share of tricks (and cheats).

Isaac would suck at it since he's too easy to annoy.

Alesia and Jolyne are good at the game but prefer to watch others play.

Magnus is a joy killer who finds these types of game a waste of time.

Jadu probably prefers more complex and engaging table top games but gets outvoted every time and has to play card games with the rest of the players.

[ethanrayne]

went to bed at a reasonable hour for once (bc i stayed up "late" playing bg3 with a friend [@jennycalendar is the actual best]). somehow am still up at the hour i would have been otherwise bc. uh. i woke up early bc my heart rate was through the roof bc. uh. bc i was so happy and excited about how fun yesterday was that even my subconscious was vibrating about it.

baffling. apparently if you have too much joy you just end up with less sleep about it.

[luna-the-cretar]

Istg, the game is trolling me at this point. Every time I get a decent run, I get to the Trapper/Trader fight, and suddenly I just keep drawing literally all of my worst (or most expensive) cards in my deck, and 3 turns later, im dead again

Like!!! I had a good squirrel totem (squirrel head + rabbit body is so broken I love it)! I had the Ouroboros (who I’ve had REALLY shitty luck with and didn’t even get to see until the past 2 attempts) and was abusing the shit out of him! I had a very good Urayuli (I gave him the double hit Sigil, so dude was doing 14 damage a turn)! I was doing GOOD!

And then RNGesus decided to say “haha fuck you” and gave me literally nothing to work with, causing me to die

[soft-pwincess]

IM CRASHING OUT JESUS CHRIST WHAT WERE THOSE GAMES????? LIKE I GET THAT I WAS IN LOSERS QUEUE BUT OHHHHH MY GODDDDDDDD THOSE WERE LITERALLY THROWERS???? THROWERS????? ON MY TEAM?????? LITERALLY WE WERE AHEAD SOOOO MUCH WE MATCH POINT 3 TIMES AND EACH TIME I GOT TARGETED FIRST BECAUSE THEY SAW THAT I WAS THE ONLY ONE ON MY TEAM WITH A BRAIN AND PUSHING ONTO SITE!!!!!! TWO DUELISTS A CYPHER AND A SOVA AND ME ON OMEN AND NONE OF THOSE JERK OFFS WANT TO PUSH ONTO SITE SO I CAN PLANT???? I HAD TO START LEAVING THE BOMB FOR SOMEONE ELSE TO PLANT BECAUSE THE OTHER BOZOS DIDNT WANT TO DO ANYTHING TO HELP PLANT!!!! I ENTRY AND KILL TWO AND THEN DURING THE PLANT THEY SIT OFF SIT HOLDING THE WORST ANGLES IMAGINABLE AND I GET RUN UP ON AND BUCKY’D IN THE FACE BECAUSE NO ONE IS HELPING ME THEN THEY CANT EVEN PEEK OFF THE BOMB EITHER EVEN THOUGH I WAS BEING SOOOO GOOD WITH PLANTING FOR THE WACK ASS ANGLES THEY WERE HOLDING LIKE OH SUDDENLY YOU WANT TO RUSH SITE???? WHEN ITS A 4v3 YOU RUSH SITE ONE AT A TIME TO GET PICKED OFF BY A SAGE WITH AN OUTLAW????? JESUS FUCK MAN

[teecupangel]

If anyone is wondering how things are going for Desmond in Faerun, he got sidetracked finding the tea on the druid 'leader' and got in a middle of some kind of Hanzel and Grethel BS in the swamp. Got into a long ass fight because he didn't want to kill the controlled people so that means no magic or ranged attack or throws for the final strike (and having to calculate the damages just to be sure).

Then we beat the crap out of the hag but she begged mercy from Shadowheart and Shadowheart agreed only if the hag leaves both the +1 item and the woman. (Desmond might be rethinking letting Shadowheart be the unofficial second in command)

Oh and Desmond gave a grieving woman a wand that resurrected her husband into a zombie because he was too surprised when her husband was resurrected into a zombie in the first place.

Gale and Karlach seemed to approve of his actions so maybe there is hope for the zombified husband in Baldur's Gate???

(I don't know what happened but we returned to the mind controlled masked people but one of them is missing. We did take off their masks and this time they didn't die so I guess the masks had to be taken off after the hag died. And no, we have not gotten to the goblin's camp at all.)

[michi-chelle]

aaaaaaaa i did it ✨

[alchemiclee]

dan heng imbibitor lunae what the heck

[angstandhappiness]

Wild

I hate the suburbs so much it’s unreal bro

[fazcinatingblog]

This is what Will Hayes has to live up to