#performance check

[the-random-hamlet]

Not Mine. Thought to Share.

[thegreatbooboosnatch]

Chat I wrote another performance check au and I think I desperately need a beta reader who knows about Lux and chance 😭😭😭octo I love u so but I’m so sure this is ooc there’s no way

[awfuckitssunshine]

I saw ur post about Date Everything fic ideas

Could I perhaps interest you in writing a Performance Check (Lux X Chance) fic? (I have an obsession with this ship I fear)

I did my best♡♡

Hope you like it and don't be afraid to come request more!

[council-of-colors]

It’s done

[kingsmoothfish]

There was a chair at the end of the long and winding road. No lamp or hole in the ceiling for the sun to come in. No light to see. And that room was so small that the echoes of everyone I left behind tunneled into me, thundered over me, so indiscernible it almost sounded like a beating heart.

Right, the chair. Yes, the chair. I came to sit in it and to practice looking down my nose. To sniff and stretch like a cat. If only I could find it. If only there was just a bit more light back here.

[critical-vore]

Keyleth gotta roll a stealth check to not alert the guards with the constant clap of her ass

Knowing the accuracy of that assumption, Keyleth instead chooses to roll performance to seduce said guards into letting her pass instead…

Rolls (Advantage): 2 | 2

Modifier(s): +0

Result: 2

CLAP. CLAP. CLAP…

“Uhm….s-surprise?”

Not all that surprisingly, her performance only manages to bring more unamused guards into the area, she is easily arrested for her trespassings…

End Result: Keyleth is unavailable for 5 (1d6) days.

[chloesimaginationthings]

FNAF nightmare foxy is a huge fan of Roxanne Wolf,,

[cassandragemini]

Aimee, from Leonard Nimoy’s 2010 photography series Secret Selves

Aimee — tattoo and body piercing

I like being a girl…no one knows I am a woman, let alone a lesbian. My beard is natural, there is no imbalance.

[linolinoing]

kpop stans brains are literally rotten from all the content they get 24/7, cause why is it whenever someone suggests skz should rest more, there are always stays who say it's their job and they have to overwork to be successful. it's not normal to be on a world tour and at the same time release 3 albums, prepare for cb, film skz codes and do bunch of other stuff. if they have a big tour with minimal rest days between stops, they shouldn't be releasing any album at all

[notbecauseofvictories]

goddamn the light was good today. a perfect day for taking photographs of outdoor dance performances.

[thegreatbooboosnatch]

Hashtag Canceled!

i forgot to put this on tubler..i swear i love this au one-sided rivalry human au performance check (they both influcers teehee) i need more things to write chat let me know

Living alone in a mansion on a hill may seem lonely to some but for Lux, its peaceful. Opening their phone to see all the hearts and comments from their Luxies. Nothing could bring them more joy. Or so they thought. Lux notices it mid-way through their Monday evening live stream, right after a stunning transition into their new minimalist kitchen set. The view count was low. Lower than usual.

Not drastically, that would never happen to them, but enough for a chill to settle behind their sharp cheekbones and beneath their expertly-highlighted skin. 

“Okay, okay,” Lux smiles to their camera, brushing a glowing hand over their platinum hair and smirking like the world still revolves around them—because obviously it should. “So maybe half my Luxies are asleep or being terribly disloyal tonight. Spill. What’s the buzz, babes?”

Chat floods with excited messages.

“Lol they ditched your for a nerd dw lux im a real fan”

“Chance is live!! He’s doing a new worldbuilding stream!”

“Have you seen his latest GM tips video??”

“Lux, you and Chance would be ICONIC together omggg.”

“u just made me catch myself triple screening..y i got both lives up and my switch…”

Lux stares. Then sneers. The name “Chance” rolls around their mouth like something fizzy and sour.

“Chance,” Lux says flatly, “Bitch who?”

On the other side of the internet, Chance adjusts his glasses and holds up a handcrafted battle map. His fingers are paint-stained. His smile is crooked and genuine.

“So when i think about pacing,” he says, enthusiastic and completely unaware that he’s just triggered an ego-driven spiral in an influencer diva, “I always like to imagine what my players’ emotional hit points are. Like, if I hit them too hard, are they still having fun?”

Chat explodes in heats and admiration.

“You’re the best, Chance!!”

“Omg wait he’s so fine…”

“Joined late omg there’s so many people!”

“I WAS HERE FIRST CHAT”

“Everyone calm down theres not enough mods lol”

“Do you think Lux would ever play GnG with you??”

Chance flushes pink and laughs. “Oh man... 50k viewers!? Hey there guys! I hope I'm not stealing you away from something important.” He chuckles awkwardly. “Maybe I should post, like a QnA or something? Is that what big influncers do?” Chance smiles happily. “Properly introduce myself properly to my future party members? I hope you all stick around!”

Lux sees the vod the next morning.  They’re sipping an oak milk latte, wrapped in a robe that costs more than a small car, sunglasses on indoors.

Upfrontly calling them out? Pretending to be sweet? Acting like he’s soooo high and mighty and humble?

“‘UptoChance20’ huh? I see how it is,” Lux mutters, and opens their laptop with a manicured flick. “I won’t take this. He’s not stealing my Luxies away that easily. If its GnG they want its GnG they’ll get.”

The first GnG video Lux posts is titled “Rolling Dice, Rolling Eyes”. It’s half-sincere, half-parody. They wear a sequined robe, the dice are acrylic diamonds, and they only vaguely understand what AC means.

It gets a million views in three hours.

The next day on Lux’s alt account, a glow of four ring lights reflects in Lux’s narrowed eyes. They’re sprawled dramatically across a leather couch. A laptop sits propped up on a marble coffee table, and on the screen: Chance’s livestream.

He’s mid-sentence, grinning at the camera, arms waving like a car inflatable air dancer tube man.

“–alking about GnG! That’s wild, right?”

Lux’s jaw clenches. They sip their drink with the violence of someone trying not to throw it.

“I’ve seen some of their stuff and holy crit! Their production value, their branding? Their ability to monologue like a villain with a skincare routine? Inspirational. I have to be honest travelers, I’ve used some of Lux’s videos for inspiration sometimes heh!”

Lux nearly chokes.

“Like, yeah, okay, they don’t know what AC means yet, but the commitment? The drama? That’s the heart of a great player right there.”

“Heart of a clout-chasing saboteur,” Lux hisses under their breath.

“Honestly, it means so much that someone with that much reach is getting into the hobby. They could open so many doors for people who never thought GnG was for them, you know? Like, if Lux is playing, it’s officially cool.”

Lux throws a throw pillow at the couch across from them.

“He is so fake,” they growl, rewinding the stream just to watch the smile Chance gives when he says their name. “That ‘I’m just a little nerd’ act? Please. I see you, Dice Boy. You’re just trying to bait me into giving you more attention.”

They pause.

“…Which I am doing,” they mutter, eyes twitching. “WHATEVER.”

Onscreen, Chance laughs again, all sunshine and glasses slipping down his nose. It’s disgusting to Lux. 

“Honestly, Lux, if you’re watching this—uh, hi—thank you. Seriously. You’ve made my entire week.”

Lux freezes. “I hate you,” they whisper, very quietly, to no one. “Evil. Evil little man on my screen you’re going DOWN.” They tap the screen with force.

The chat continues flying by on Chance’s stream, filled with:

“Lux and Chance collab WHEN??”

“Chance is in OBSESSED omg”

“Imagine Lux as a chaotic sorcerer”

“Yall they live in the same city it might be possible”

“You guys are crazy, there's no way. They’re way out of my league. I mean, have you seen their lighting setup? And their whole face?” Chance’s face fade into a soft pink while talking, “I wouldn't even know how to talk to them without rolling for charisma first.”

Lux slams the laptop shut.

“Fine,” they say, standing with the gravitas of a soap opera villain mid-reveal. “You want drama, Dice Boy? I’ll give you…dramaAAa. Let’s see how genuine you are when the lights hit you.”

They storm off toward their filming room, their stomps thundering through the sound proofed walls.

Over the next two weeks, it becomes a thing.

Lux posts increasingly draaAmatic GnG content. Sketches. Monologues. A full video titled “Why Wizards are Basically Influencers”. Their Luxies eat it up. So does Chance, who, blissfully unaware of Lux’s internal rage spiral, keeps commenting with helpful, earnest suggestions. For example, the most recent one:

“This was hilarious! If you ever wanna try a one-shot, I’d love to run a game for you!! =D”

Lux reads it. Several times. Then sends a DM:

"Collab. In person. Let’s see if you’re as charming as you think you are, dice boy."

They meet in the biggest, most popular coffee shop in the city. The owner, with her earnest generosity and Lux’s ceaseless pleading, has allowed them one whole section of the floor to dedicate to this livestream.

Lux walks in first, dramatic and glowing, wearing a mesh shirt and enough highlighter to power a lighthouse. They expect Chance to be smug. Smirking. Maybe holding a ring light.

Instead, Chance nearly knocks over a cup of tea standing up too fast.

“H-hi!” he says, a little too loud. “You look—wow. That’s, uh. Is that a wizard robe but like, couter?”

Lux blinks. “Couture…” They look him up and down. “…It’s Balenglacas,” they say automatically.

Chance nods, eyes wide. “I thought so. I mean, obviously. Sorry. I’m just—really honored to be doing this with you. Like, I’ve been really getting into your content recently. You're just so funny and such a positive person, I’m beyond happy that someone like you is leaning into GnG.”

Lux stares.

There is no sarcasm. No smugness. Just this endearingly sincere, lanky guy with a bag of dice and the warmest smile Lux has seen since their Luxies started stanning someone else.

“…Right,” Lux mutters, suddenly feeling a little hot. “Well. Let’s get this over with or something”

They play a one-shot. Lux is dramatic, over-the-top, ridiculous, and Chance is quick to enable all of their intense and fame driven actions to their full potential. 

He builds the world around their nonsense. Gives them spotlight after spotlight. Laughs at their jokes. Gasps at their villain monologues. Lux finds themselves genuinely having fun. In fact, they haven’t had that much fun in a long time.

Somewhere in the second hour, Chance adjusts his glasses and asks, with genuine awe, “Lux…have you been…improvising your entire backstory on the spot?”

Lux smirks, but there’s a blush on their cheeks now. “Of course I am. I’m brilliant.”

Chance grins. “Yeah. You really are.”

Uh oh.

After the session and livestream ends, Lux leans on the table, voice quieter than usual.

“So… you weren’t mocking me. With the comments. The videos. The compliments.”

Chance blinks. “Mocking you? No! Why would I…? Oh.” Realization dawns. “You thought I was…? Oh no. Oh man… I just… I mean, you’re you. And I’m—me. I just thought it was really awesome that someone like you even noticed what I do.”

Lux is quiet for a second. Then: “You’re such a nerd.”

Chance smiles, sheepish. “Yeah. Kind of my whole brand.”

Lux laughs—genuinely, for once.

They look at Chance. His dark hair and crooked smile and the way he fiddles with a D20 when he’s nervous. And for the first time, they think maybe being worshipped is nice—but being seen?

That might just be better.

[dailyastarionpics]

Drama queen...

[myloveonherknees]

@/chad_mp3. “fucking bliss. @/mothercain crushing it at @/saintvitusbar last night ⚔️” twitter, 18 oct 2021.

[mioakem]

i really really don’t like it how when the news of wilbur’s abuse came out dream was preaching to believe all victims however once Caiti came out with her story he covered it up and cried in a twt space about it

[weareravershq]