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wodania · 2 months
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this guy
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fangirl698 · 1 month
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Same relationship just different fonts
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plantboy-typhoon · 6 months
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my dearest malewife
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viric-dreams · 8 months
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kitabearuwu · 2 months
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Been busy today with college stuff but here’s a panel preview from a short benlynn comic I’ve been working on
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caityelizabethjoy · 4 months
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Come on, he’s in love with a queen. Did he think it’d work out?
I’m sure he thought about that a lot.
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l4long-winded · 2 months
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oh and the smugness lip would have once you got pregnant. your daughter in arms, his hand on your hip, your hand on your baby bump. giving that deadbeat fuck a huge grin as you drop your daughter off for dad time. lip happily fucking you when your hormones get to you because it’s ‘his fault’ anyway, cooing at you as you get so needy that you tear up🌟
YOU ABSOLUTELY GET IT!!!
lip's a cocky fuck. you hold off on telling your ex, but it's evident within a few months. it clicks for him watching lip's treatment of you turn achingly sweet, how his hand always seems to linger on your stomach, the pride that flashes in his eyes as he kisses you. casually if your daughter is around. deeply if your ex is nearby and your daughter is tucked away in the car, staking a wordless claim as his blue eyes dare your ex to say something in a flickering glare after.
sure, he's down to drop your daughter off (who adores lip) for you. he'll hold you and her close first, muttering whispers of a predicted future into your ear with the life growing inside inside you, not at all caring that your ex is impatiently tapping his foot, trying tirelessly to look anywhere but the scene unfolding. lip's won. he's positive the guy will soon fade away, and lip will win over the family with you he's craved.
and the sex? you're so fucking sensitive and needy, lip's swearing to you he's going to give you another baby the second he's able to. he's not thinking about the financial risk, the concerns that would normally come with it.
he's thinking about how tight you feel around him, how pretty your teary eyes sparkle as you lose yourself in pleasure, how his guiding hands help you lift up and down with his chest glued to your back, encouraging your head to fall into the crook between neck and shoulder through kissing and suckling at your throat.
"need more, more, lip, please," you babble. he's kept you on edge. he likes how you clamp around him when you're close, calmly snaking one of his hands from your hips to your clit above where you both connect.
"i'll give you more," he says, unclear if he means more of this torturous bliss or the babies he promised to deliver to you from how his other hand strays to your stomach.
"lip, i... i... it's..." too much. you're whining. he's stopped rutting his hips up, stroking your clit with pressured fingers, your arousal seeping down him deliciously.
"i know, sweetheart. s'all m'fault. you're crying right now and desperate cause of me." he's whispering all of this near the shell of your ear. "i'll make it better. you know i will. pretty moms like you deserve somethin' to cum around. never gonna leave y'empty."
his fingers speed, the circles continuing. "so cum on my cock and i'll take over, push ya down to your hands and knees. don't gotta do any work. i'm gonna take good care of you. fuck you til the ache goes away and fuck you again when it comes back."
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ttrpgnoob · 4 months
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My Heart🫀: Kristen Applebee's flying, surrounded by twilight, staring Buddy dead in the eyes - with a look of wanting to understand - before disappearing under the ground.
My Brain🧠: Kristen Applebee's flying, surrounded by twilight, staring Buddy dead in the eyes - with a look of wanting to understand - before disappearing under the ground.
My Soul✨: Kristen Applebee's flying, surrounded by twilight, staring Buddy dead in the eyes - with a look of wanting to understand - before disappearing under the ground.
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heartofmuse · 1 year
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I gift you pieces of my soul everytime I open up to you, everytime we converse, everytime I share with you my world, when I write you the words that from my heart flow, every second of time that I gift you with my all. Everything I am and give is from the heart. I know no other way to be. This is me. Know what I am...
Pure soul and all heart.
e.v.e.
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Thinking about this I can't name a single moment (personally) where I'm like 'Aww, little sister and big brother' but what I do think about is Max's internal dialogue from her book 'Runaway Max', and even though it's not canon I think about her first interaction with Steve and how she was expecting him to be just like Billy.
Like she was a waste of space, like she was just a stupid little girl because besides her real dad men above the age of 12 have never shown her any respect towards her. (ps. We also deserved Robin and Nancy being her big sisters)
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theanonymousninja247 · 2 months
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Pretty Random Turtle Thunks
Just finished watching the first season of 2003 TMNT, and my thoughts are as follows *ahem* Leo: babeh boy
Raph: babe
Donnie: babyyyyyy
Mikey: bb
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GUYS HOLY FUCKING SHIT
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oinonsana · 1 year
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so hear me out right (and this is by no means a smart blog post thing, im just rambling at 2am)
a lot of combat heavy ttrpgs (D&D4e, PF2e, ICON, Lancer, Panic! At The Dojo) rely a lot on keywording and mechanical definitions to create this interlocking (and hopefully well-oiled) combat engine that rewards good tactical choices and forward thinking. 4e needs you to know that Ranged Attacks Provoke Opportunity Attacks, and so you need to move away first to avoid that (often by spending their Move action to Shift). this goes for other games as well. ICON needs you to know that if an Ability does not have the "Attack" tag then its explicitly not an attack, even if it deals damage. This is important because some classes and abilities benefit from not attacking, such as the Demon Slayer
the far end of this is PF2e, where almost everything is Keyworded. Classes, Races, even Feats have keywords, and some keywords have Keywords in them. this is not bad design in my opinion: mastery of this keywording can create for some really cool effects (and you can feasibly design something very BotW which also depends on a lot of interactions between elements).
now consider that so much of tactics trpgs (that is, Traditional/Tabletop Role-Playing Games) rely on so much of that interaction to create fulfilling scenarios. most of the time this is because tactics rpgs also depend on build-crafting. there are a lot of tactics trpgs that don't really care about build crafting or has less of a focus on it to focus instead on the grid combat: games like Rune, Valiant Quest, maybe even Blood Neon, so im explicitly talking about the variety of tactics trpgs that are build-centered: basically anything that comes from the vein of Fourth Edition Dungeons and Dragons
one of my favorite parts about TTRPGs is that you can play them based off of the fiction. writing Gubat Banwa, I understand that sometimes you have to create that fiction, especially if its not one thats well-represented. the created fiction or genre is the blueprint from which the play-fiction arises during the game: that's the fire-like collective imagination that arises from play.
There's a design and play philosophy (common among OSR, PbtA, and FitD) known as Fiction-First. This means that you follow what happens in the fiction first before the mechanics or anything else. Not to preserve the integrity of a "narrative" but rather, to preserve the integrity of the fiction.
What would a Fiction-First Tactics TRPG look like? This is something I tried to set out to do with Gubat Banwa. I haven't really succeeded, as of 1e.3.
so i've been thinking lately. What if a game was Fiction-First? It would work similarly to the Keywording of PF2e, but more open-ended in its interpretation.
Look at the Panabas from PF2e (a weapon present in SEAsia! From the Malay Archipelago all the way to the Philippine Archipelago). It has the Forceful (your second attack on your turn gains +X (X = damage dice, third up gets +2X.), Sweep (+1 to attack if youve alr targeted a separate character), and Two-Hand d10 (roll a d10 when you wield with both hands) tags.
I'm not going to be translating these one for one, but let's use the fiction-first style of writing and mechanics i'm concocting:
Panabas. A heavy blade. Using this, you strike with Bravery. The forward-curving blade can chop through tree, bone, and bramble.
Heavy Blade is a weapon type, so this is classic keywording. The text afterwards is also keywording: striking with Bravery means you roll your Bravery stat when making attacks with it. All well and good: there's always going to be some classical keywording in there as necessity (its this entanglement of mechanic and fiction that's made me love PbtA anyway).
The later text is more important, because say then I made an enemy like:
Walking Tree. A tree that uproots itself, and whistles to kill victims. Made of wood, so they lose 1 Stamina when they suffer chopping attacks. If they're struck by flame, they start burning. [Insert other combat-important stats here].
Now the fact that the panabas can chop through trees interacts with the description of the walking tree being vulnerable to chopping attacks.
Now these really aren't too different from the concept of keywording (really they're in the same concept park), the different thing is two things:
You can now apply that chopping quality to anything in the fiction. Find some brambles on your way, maybe even brambles as hindering terrain? Then spend a Beat to attack it to remove it! That's fiction first after all
It's easier to understand just at first glance with just natural language.
The important part here is natural language. In Play, a lot of the time, my players love picking up on little things about lore-bites of the items and techniques they have and seeing how that can apply to the fiction. So this is more of that: weapons, items, techniques, armor all become things that establish fiction. When two fictions interact, a new fiction arises!
Burning: A status effect. While you're burning, lose 1 Stamina when you start your Break. You lose burning when you're doused by water or you take time to remove it. Improvise: (A basic action). Do anything that does not inherently harm, as long as it makes sense in the fiction, and doesn't take more than 4 seconds to do (Beats take up 4 seconds). You can use this to stop drop and roll to get rid of Burning. Deep Water. -1 Elevation. Water reaches up to your shoulders. Moving into deep water costs +1 Speed.
Of course there's still going to be mechanical descriptions there, we're not going for FKR full just fiction thing. We're just blending fiction into the game part. Even PbtA still has stats and rolling and mechanics to further support their fiction.
I wanted to write this so that techniques and other widgets can be written with fictional wording in mind, and that wording would affect how its used in tactical grid combat. A technique that says: "You are surrounded by a barrier of tornado-force winds. Any attack from outside your adjacency is swept away, unless it cannot be buffeted by winds." Becomes a mechanical thing: perhaps a spell of concentrated curses pierces through this, but not arrows or weak fireballs?
The Arbiter
The last piece of the puzzle will almost always be: who arbitrates the fiction? There almost always needs to be a final word. For GuBa, this is the Umalagad, not so impartial arbiter. For Solo Play, this is still the Umalagad, but as the oracle: they ask a question, ie, "Would this area of effect attack be buffeted by the wind barrier if the origin point starts from outside?" and they would roll a d10. On a 6+, the answer is no, the target would not be buffeted because the flames overwhelm. On a 5-, the answer would be yes, it is buffeted because the target is not the brunt of the attack. And the final answer becomes the ruling for the rest of that scene.
Last last thing is this particular rule that sets things down that I might put into Gubat Banwa:
The Law of Phenomenon Pay close attention to the words that you have. These words will decide whether your blade can chop down a tree, or your abaka weave blunts edged strikes, but susceptible to piercing spears. These words will decide whether your dazzling spell can daze opponents, or if the opponent you fight ignores it due to them not depending on their senses to fight. The words establish the fiction. The fiction is the world in which your characters live: follow it always.
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restlesscrustacean · 1 year
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i love my girlfriend
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specific-dreamer · 1 month
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“he’s just a little guy!!” We all shout collectively for Darrel Shayne Curtis Jr
HES JUST A LITTLE GUY
he should be sneakin into the club with two-bit, tim and maybe paul 😭😭 he should be stressing over his papers and complaining abt football practice
he should be doing work study at college so he can take his brothers out to eat ☹️☹️☹️
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brooklynisher · 7 months
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Prob no more updates on spore gg
Didn’t realize that Spore doesn’t have a “Do you want to save?” menu when you close the window, it just closes.
Guess what happened </3
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