#Boef

[thepinkladysblog]

I'm dutch so here is some dutch music!!!

My fav song

[rikwintein]

Het einde

Laatst bereikte verontrustend nieuws de piot. De hooggewaardeerde lezer weet beslist dat deze blog niet is ontstaan uit een toevallige Big Bang. Zoveel jaar geleden – ja ja: we worden oud(er) – kampte de piot met nerveuze stormen in het hoofd. Dit is niet de plaats noch het moment om oeverloos uit de wijden over wat precies de oorzaken waren van die precaire situatie. Het gaat over wat plaats…

[frikandtys]

@tastinghistorywithmaxmiller/

[flightyquinn]

Thank you for the clarification!

I think an important part of the "D&D is easy to learn" argument is that a lot of those people don't actually know how to play D&D. They know they need to roll a d20 and add some numbers and sometimes they need to roll another type of die for damage. A part of it is the culture of basically fucking around and letting the GM sort it out. Players don't actually feel the need to learn the rules.

Now I don't think the above actually counts as knowing the rules. D&D is a relatively crunchy game that actually rewards system mastery and actually learning how to play D&D well, as in to make mechanically informed tactical decisions and utilizing the mechanics to your advantage, is actually a skill that needs to be learned and cultivated. None of that is to say that you need to be a perfectly tuned CharOp machine to know how to play D&D. But to actually start to make the sorts of decisions D&D as a game rewards you kind of need to know the rules.

And like, a lot of people don't seem to know the rules. They know how to play D&D in the most abstract sense of knowing that they need to say things and sometimes the person scowling at them from behind the screen will ask them to roll a die. But that's hardly engaging with the mechanics of the game, like the actual game part.

And to paraphrase @prokopetz this also contributes to the impression that other games are hard to learn: because a lot of other games don't have the same culture of play of D&D so like instead of letting new players coast by with a shallow understanding of the rules and letting the GM do all the work, they ask players to start making mechanically informed decisions right away. Sure, it can suck for onboarding, but learning from your mistakes can often be a great way to learn.

[couleurlocale]

Van jó hollandus rap?

jó kérdés, nem az én műfajom a holland rap, de vannak ilyenek, hogy Boef, Frenna, Josylvio, de nemtom, Hollandia valahogy nem a jó rap hazája, ezen az éghajlaton csak techno terem :D

[len-kagamine-official]

Dude, you are definitely tweakin' out. Do you need a hug, lil buddy?

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AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHGGGGGHH

yes please thank you

[ohhxdile]

Mysterious Man ☆ OS

∞ ₒ ˚ Pairing: Geralt of Rivia x reader

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Words: 793

Summary: Typical night for you working in a Tavern that is also an Inn. But tonight is different, there is a strange man in the corner of the room

Warnings: reader pov, use of medieval words, reader as an accent

(A/N: oh my god! i didn't expect my first fanfic to get attention, idk how to thank you all 💕😭)

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I worked in this tavern for over years now. I’ve experienced many festivals, towns people's departure, new faces, mariage and even rivalry. We could call this quite the “experience”

But today was different, while a few drunk men were singing in the middle of the tavern, ripping their vocal cords and pouring ale on the floor. Messy customers that we didn’t really enjoy to serve, but they consumed the most. Something else was different. A blond-white haired man was sat at the corner of the tavern, a long black piece of linen covered his whole body, I couldn’t quite make out his apparence. 

The owner approached me while I was rearranging the barrels “The Witcher wants his pottage with boef” I stood up with a quirked eyebrow questioning him, he pointed quickly to the white-haired man. “Fine, sure” I sigh and put down the barrels I was occupied with, taking the wooden tray in my hand with the pottage and boeuf.

I walked to him and served him “Here is the pottage and boef, Mister asked” I took the empty vessel asking him if he wanted more to drink, he nodded and thanked me. I got to work and poured another drink for him.

Night was settling in, people were leaving, some bought a hall to sleep in. People were getting kicked out forcefully, typical day for a tavern that also works as an Inn.

My hands were sticky with all the type of ale and meals. I cleaned my hands while the owner cleaned a few vessels and plates. “Tonight was good” I smiled at him, when I turned my head, the empty barrels took my attention “Ah ya’ I forgot to refill them, Would ya please get the Pale Lager in the Undercroft?” I nodded and took in hand the empty Pale Lager and got working. I rummaged through all the cask, they were a lot of them, I quickly found the right one and filled in the empty cask. 

It was getting pretty cold in the tavern and I shivered a bit. Someone didn’t leave and It was the “Witcher” I quickly glanced at him and approached him “You’re leaving soon the village?” He raised his head at me and chuckled “I need to stay here for quite a while, people are asking me to solve a town problem.” His rough voice was like neumes to my ears, but soon after something bothered me in his sentence “a town problem?” I take a hold of his empty tankard and ask him “What? I never heard about a problem here before?” His eyebrows raised itself just like mines and we stared at each other.

Continuously we talk to one another, I understand what he means by “problem” there is a thief that is fliching money from ladies by making them buy deadly roses, what a complete disaster. I understood now why he would stay here for a while. “This is quite the story ya’ have” I chuckled to him and he shrugged off, raising his shoulders slightly. “It is my duty as a Witcher” The strange man was interesting, more than any menne I’ve meet along my years of working, he started ruffling through his piece of linen and gave me a sack of gold, I stared at him for approval and he made a sign with his hand. I opened the bag and counted the coins.

He had the perfect amount for the ale, pottage and boef he ate. I was pretty satisfied and thanked him. “My pleasure, the food here is gracious and the ale is smooth to the gullet” I blushed a bit, happy that he was satisfied. I took the bag of gold, content and walked to the owner giving him the coins.

Before leaving the Witcher came close to me, I looked up at him and he smiled, silence settled between us. I didn’t know what to say, but I was a tad busy with wipping the tables that I haven’t realised his eyes travelled around my figure. “Thank you again” I shrugged off his comment and said It was my pleasure. “I still haven’t asked your name” He mentionned and yes, I realised I never introduced myself to the stranger and I told him my name. 

He said my name, and the way It rolled on his tongue was mischievous I liked it. “My name is Geralt” I smiled hopping he wouldn’t see it since my head is lowered to the table in front of me. Suddenly dead silence and I lifted my head.

 Geralt was gone, he left the Inn with a souvenir and a warm welcome, and I was left with many questions in my mind and hoping that he would come back.

[mrsjdavis]

Joyce: "I'm trying out a new recipe, for boef bourgogne!"

Barnaby and Cully: 😬

[fluffs-arts]

I FORGOT TO POST THIS TOO YALL ARE GETTING A SEMI DUMP

Is for my first fels tracker image in an arpg called Felvargs. Is very good highly recommend. This ones name is Boef and was designed by one of the mods named Eerea :) he was my new player adopt

[yourreddancer]

The term "beef" originates from the Latin word "bōs," while "cow" comes from the Middle English "cou," both derived from the Indo-European root *gʷou-. Following the Norman Conquest, the French-speaking nobility in England used French terms for the meats they consumed. As a result, while the peasants continued using Anglo-Saxon terms like "nēat" or "cu" for the live animals, the meat was referred to as "boef" (Modern French "bœuf") by the French rulers, who were less involved with the live animals themselves.

This distinction highlights a broader pattern in English where the terms for animals are of Germanic origin and the terms for their meat are of Romance origin. Examples of this pattern include pairs such as pig/pork, deer/venison, sheep/mutton, and chicken/poultry, as well as the less common goat/chevon. "Beef" is related to "bovine" through the Late Latin "bovīnus," and its rarely used plural form is "beeves."

[gewoonkarin]

Pinksteren. Het werden drie dagen tuinen met regenjas en soms schuilen voor het onweer. Ik was toe aan tuin.

Het is wat rommelig namelijk. Eindexamentijd voor oudste liefje en jongste liefje had een soort van doeweek. Tel daar Hemelvaartsdag en pinksterweekend bij op en de weken zijn meteen anders. Dan moet ik tuin. Dat doet me goed. Al moet ik nu wel mijn nagels gaan vijlen want m’n handen zien er niet uit natuurlijk.

Over een maand krijg ik implantaten boven. Nouja, krijgen. Kopen. Dag spaargeld. Ik moet van lief en liefjes en ze hebben gelijk. Het is zo niet echt te doen. De rollen stophoest en pepermunt zijn niet aan te slepen en mijn lijf is de overdosis suiker moe. Bedankt Menzis voor het meedenken. Laatste jaar bij jullie. Alle verzekeraars zijn boeven, daar niet van maar deze boef gaat van mij geen cent meer krijgen.

Zo naar huis met peulen, sla en de eerste komkommer. Fijn, zo’n tuintje.

[thydungeongal]

Not that there haven't been queer people playing D&D for a long time, but "D&D as a queer game" is definitely just a marketing bit that Hasbro did in like 2015 that people are convinced is the entire history of the game.

A good example is the backlash over Book of Erotic Fantasy. It was definitely 2/3s queerphobic backlash and it's annoying that people act like it got the treatment it did just because it was a horny fanbook lmao

100%. When the Book of Erotic Fantasy came out sexually charged content was already the norm, but with the caveat that it was assumed to be sexually charged content catered to a heteronormative audience, done in a "everyone is hot but nobody fucks" kind of way. But also a culture of "female characters, whether PC or NPC, are acceptable targets for sexual jokes and harassment".

The BoEF wasn't the best treatment of sex ever within the context of tabletop RPGs, but as you said a good portion of the reaction against it was informed by the fact that it actually treated queer people as a viable part of the audience.

[bramsnor]

Toch maar weer los laten lopen de boef. Naar/naast de fiets de Loet en dan N210 oude gelopen. Vond ze weer geweldig natuurlijk, Loetbos terug. Daarna met de tuinslang schoongemaakt.

[sunny-satellites]

Oughhgh cormed boef time in 8 hours

[pepoaraby]

Mixed Pairs Couple Juliette Bergmann and Edward Boef 1985