shoutout to all the older men who are still grunting and moaning on it at the gym. 65+ and the weight room sounds like a yaoi cd
17 notes
·
View notes
just remembered what I think is probably my favorite dnd moment I’ve had to date. in my curse of strahd campaign, we had just left ravenloft after having dinner with strahd, and escher followed us out into the woods. as we were talking to him, falkon showed up. immediately I sense a ~vibe~, so I asked to do an insight check. I rolled really poorly and as my dm started to tell me I wasn’t sure what was going on I was like “wait okay the reason I asked is because I’m trying to figure out if they’re in love with each other. do I get advantage because I’m gay?” fully expecting her to say no. but to my dismay she said yes, so I rolled again. and got a nat 20. they were indeed gay. gaydar so powerful god granted me advantage and a crit success
11 notes
·
View notes
you want to beat someone up, I want to be beat up, let's make it a date huh? coffee too afterwards? and kisses maybe?
8 notes
·
View notes
sorry if this is in bad taste but the wording of your last post makes it seem like someone thought u and quirkle were both link irl and were upset at the idea of two real life people dating which is hysterical to me
anon you quite literally hit the nail on the head. they saw me go by legend, saw me call quirks my partner, and called our Real Life Relationship ( that is ENTIRELY Platonic by the way !!!! ) linkcest. it blew my fucking mind.
its hysterical tho ur right. moving from the fact quirks and i arent even Dating nor are we romantic and therefor cant be considered linkcest by default, can you imagine their reaction to my two partners that i Do kiss gayly? my boyfriend and my partner that i Do kiss ??? woof . they called the wrong relationship i have linkcest if they want to be loud and weird about me being Gay and kissing someone behind a dennys
29 notes
·
View notes
in dnd we had either a very good or very sad thing about to happen and we would find out at sundown so we got a little get together going to either party until our pants fell off or drink the pain away and my character volunteered to get the alcohol and there were 6 of us including him a tiny kobold and a couple that don't drink or don't drink much and so naturally my character buys 13 bottles of fine wine
3 notes
·
View notes
Frantically searching for my babygirls so have this angst in the meanwhile
Character: Scar, grian heavily mentioned
hurt no comfort
Sometimes he'd look at Scar.
It didn't happen often, Yeah he'd obviously look for him, look in his direction or look at whatever he was in. But it wasn't often that he'd look at Scar.
Scar wasn't used to people looking at him. No one ever did. They looked past him oftenly. They'd look at what he stood for, they'd look at the concept of him, the concept of his existence. They never looked at him. He wasn't significant enough for that.
He didn't even know the difference between that at being looked at for so long. It was all he knew, all he was told.
Until he looked at Scar.
He looked at Scar like he was a person, something that existed, acknowledgeable. It was sickening, addicting almost. He had wanted to grasp it, keep it to himself and never let go. Desperate.
It seemed stupid almost.
Every time he did it it hurt more than it before. It burned underneath Scar's skin, it ached.
Scar could never read his expression, it was confusing. He'd never know what happened on the other side that made him be remeberable. Scar wasn't sure he wanted to know. He just wanted to bathe in his own existence, acknowledging it was real.
He never stopped.
He never stopped looking at Scar. Looking into Scar. Scar would freeze each time. His heart would pound through his body, in fear or in expectation he did not know. He just silently hoped that this nauseating cognizance would continue existing. He might drown in his own ambiance if it doesn't.
Maybe Scar was selfish.
For holding something so close to him when he couldn't even fuel it.
He had something Scar wanted oh so dearly.
Maybe Scar had something he wanted too.
Sometimes he'd look at Scar. Look at Scar and know he existed. And Sometimes Scar would hold his heart close. Knowing he won't give it back. His might give his own--his own existence-- with it.
Maybe Scar was selfish. But Grian just kept looking at him. And it hurt
@stiffyck tagging you in this
20 notes
·
View notes