#anyway its whatever

[nieloxychen]

A Healers Duty

Sweetstar will drive GaleClan to ruin. This thought was stuck inside Oddburrs head for as long as she could remember. Killing the kittens of other clans to weaken them, encouraging reckless behaviour in GaleClans warriors, his strict control over clanlife, the public punishments of anyone daring to speak out against him... All of these things made it obvious exactly why her clan was dying.

But Oddburr was just one cat. One single young cat without a mentor, who's family and friends all seemed either enamoured with their leader or terrified of him and followed his orders without fail either way. It wasnt until she recieved her full healer name when she finally had the chance to do as a healer should.

Heal the disease killing her clan.

It started during her naming ceremony, where she was at first surrounded by the dark, murky forest her grandfather, a long dead healer, mentioned to her father. The Place-of-no-Stars. And as happy as she was to see her mother Splinterfur again, that place held nothing but a deep wrongness for her. Oddburr dreaded the day she would have to walk here instead of GaleClans beaches. Her mother bid her goodbye and the world around her faded.

And then she woke up. Or rather, she thought she did. Because instead of either the hollow tree where she went to sleep, or the muck of the dark forest, Oddburr found herself in a starlit clearing.

She looked around in wonder. Could this be the grounds of StarClan that the other healers spoke of? The place she had to pretend to be familiar with, while knowing she'd only ever find herself in the oppressive air of the Dark Forest?

Her question was answered when she was approached by a small, somewhat familiar face. As the apprentice aged cat with stars in their fur introduced themself, Oddburr found herself recognizing old Slipwhisker in the round face and ears of the small cat. "My name is Fuschiapaw, cousin" they spoke, "and we are here because we need your help." More and more tiny forms started to emerge from the mist surrounding the clearing. Apprentices and kits of GaleClan that passed long before she was even born. And still she recognised the colour of their pelts, or the shape of their eyes, or the bite of their jaws from her clanmates.

"How can someone like me help StarClan?" Oddburr tried to steady her shaking limbs "am I not already tainted by the Dark Forest?" She could still feel the foul slime of that place cling to her paws and fur after all. Neither did it escape her notice that only kits and apprentices were here. And though the group surrounding her was small, they didn't seem to be waiting on anyone either.

A bluegrey cat, the oldest of the group, came to stand next to her and brushed their long-furred tail against her side reassuringly. "Perhaps so" they nodded, "but you can still help keep others from that taint. Your still living clanmates may be saved..." Oddburrs sour, disbelieving stare stopped them.

"Surely you can't believe that? As long as Sweetstar and his loyal followers lead the clan, the only hope seems to be for my clanmates to die young. Are you suggesting I feed the kits and apprentices deathberries?" Whirling on the younger cat beside her, she spat that accusation out like it pained her. And it did pain her, because even while she was outraged and horrified, she did consider it. Could she keep sweet, considerate Larkpaw, little Yellowpaw who already acted like a fully grown warrior, or any of the others from ever setting foot in that horrible place?

As though sensing those thoughts flash through her mind, another young cat, a kitten really, rushed forward and threw themself against her. Oddburr, shocked out of her thoughts by the tiny body purring comfortingly against her, had to steady herself on her three legs so as not to tip over.

"No, no! That's not what we are asking you to do at all! Rosepaw was just getting to it!" The kitten reassured Oddburr.

The older apprentice, Rosepaw apparently, coughed and continued. "Yes, well Dappledkit... Some of what she said was right." They trailed off awkwardly. Fuschiapaw stepped forward, drawing Oddburrs attention to them again.

"It's true. As long as Sweetstar is leader, he will continue to put his loyal followers in place to lead and they will continue to follow his teachings. But not all of GaleClan wants that." A strange gleam in their eyes, they stared at Oddburr.

A shiver runs down her spine. She knows that, of course she does. Even his current deputy, Thunderthrush, was only chosen because she was Sweetstars apprentice. Oddburrs half-sister may be quiet in her disagreement, and maybe she herself was already tainted that way, but she wouldn't spread the taint either. Most of Sweetstars loyal warriors were of the old guard, her generation on the other hand... Really all that stood in the way was-

Before Oddburr could finish that thought, she found herself alone in a part of GaleClan territory she knew well. It was where Sweetstar would go when he wanted to be alone. His mate Thrushsnout would always worry when he came here, the cliff often being wet from the incoming waves, "One day he will miss his step and fall, I just know it! His eye isn't like it used to be after all."

As she stood there, overlooking the steep fall, the cliff covered in sleet, she could hear Fuschiapaws voice in her ear, "We all know what needs to happen."

And wasn't that the truth? None of these thoughts were new to Oddburr either. All she really needed to do what was neccessary, was just a little...

push.

When GaleClan held the burial ceremony for their late leader, Sweetstar, it was clear that not everyone was in mourning. But no one would mention that.

No one mentioned Thunderthrush staring blankly at her leaders corpse, present only out of obligation as deputy and future leader.

No one mentioned Rowanwhisker cleaning the scar Thrushsnout gave him by order of Sweetstar, to punish him for speaking out of turn, while watching the proceedings.

No one mentioned the clear air of relief present in the camp, even while Sweetstars mate and friends mourned him.

And absolutely no one mentioned Oddburrs satisfaction, even as she led the ceremony.

She had to do her duty as GaleClans healer after all.

[reallybadblackoutpoems]

meditations on first philosophy (1641) - rene descartes

"who give a shit"

[wtfforged]

my campaign hiatus has gone on for too long so to cope ive combined my interests at their maximum potency and had some dnd-strawhats thoughts

thoughts in depth under read more... :)!

this is SO self indulgent. their designs literally did not change. but i am a firm believer that dnd doesnt have to be european high fantasy. and also one piece literally IS fantasy. no changes are necessary to fit into dnd. ive already imagined plenty of campaign/oneshot ideas inspired by one piece. so this was basically just an exercise of trying to replicate their canon abilities in dnd 5e as much as possible without totally homebrewing everything. well. aside from luffy. you just cant take away or change his stretching.

LUFFY: (human monk. drunken master subclass. outlander)

the only plain human of the crew to balance out with the fact that he still has rubber powers. obviously a monk. but drunken master subclass specifically because i think the flavor(not the fact that its about being a drunkard) and abilities both fit him really well. this line in the subclass' flavortext especially fits him: "A drunken master often enjoys playing the fool to bring gladness to the despondent or to demonstrate humility to the arrogant, but when battle is joined, the drunken master can be a maddening, masterful foe."

ZORO: (tiefling fighter. samurai subclass. bounty hunter)

a fighter with the samurai subclass is so very incredibly obvious... but i actually had a lot of fun geeking out while comparing the abilities to what he can do in canon; Fighting Spirit, Rapid Strike, and Strength Before Death especially! tiefling is also pretty on the nose for his demon pirate hunter shtick and asura form, but i thought he'd be really human-passing for a tiefling and theorized about his tail getting cut off at some point or another before joining the strawhats. initially wasnt gonna give him a feat, but i gave sanji a feat so i thought itd be unfair to not give him one as well, so sentinel fits the bill pretty well i think!

NAMI: (tabaxi rogue. arcane trickster subclass. criminal)

cat burglar -> full grown literal humanoid cat. this one is INCREDIBLY self indulgent... i love... cats... theres nothing deeper to this and no other reasoning. i took cat burglar and ran with it. can you tell that i love izutsumi dungeon meshi? rogue for the aforementioned burglar-ing as well, and the arcane trickster subclass for when she picks up climatact! the mage hand will be very useful for her pickpocketing. in the future as she levels up with timeskip, i can totally see her multiclassing into wizard as well! weather wizard!

USOPP: (lightfoot halfling artificer. artillerist subclass. urchin)

I HAD SO MUCH FUN THINKING ABOUT HIS CHARACTER SHEET. halfling's Naturally Stealthy ability lets him hide behind his crewmates since theyre (almost) all bigger than him, so its perfect for hiding behind zoro or sanji all the time. Lucky is also perfect for him, and I think Brave fits pretty well too when he puts on the sogeking mask. artillerist artificer is also very fun! tinkering and making magic items for his crew, and i think Eldritch Canon or Arcane Firearm could both be easily reflavored as kabuto or any of his inventions. for emphasizing his sniper-ness, the spell sniper feat was also necessary. i think hes my favorite of all the concepts. big ears and long nose combo is so cute to me.

SANJI: (half-elf monk. drunken master subclass. guild artisan (cook!))

race was mostly based on vibes i wont lie. squints. and that vinsmoke balogna or whatever too ig. but mostly vibes. along with the idea that i think a dwarf zeff raising him would be really funny and cute. monk is also obvious, and same subclass as luffy for mostly the same reasons. though the flavor fits him much less, i think the abilities still fit him perfectly, and this blurb specifically; "Your martial arts technique mixes combat training with the precision of a dancer." i really wanted to give him a different subclass from luffy, but i dislike all the other monk subclasses a lot and i found none of them fit him as well anyways, so to try and give them SOME differences, i gave him the crusher feat.

CHOPPER: (awakened deer(shifter statblock) cleric. life subclass. hermit)

this ones definitely a mouthful im sorry. awakened deer for obvious reasons, but due to magic instead of devil fruit stuff. when i was struggling with his race, i looked a lot at shifter because of his forms, but it occurred to me that itd be super cool if he could shift between all of the different shifter options instead of being stuck with just one to replicate his rumble balls. something like heavy point/guard point=beasthide, horn point/arm point(?maybe?)=longtooth, walk point/jumping point=swiftstride, and brain point=wildhunt. hed definitely need some kind of nerf though to balance out that homebrew... and cleric for class. duh.

ROBIN: (high elf wizard. order of scribes subclass. criminal)

robin is definitely the one i struggled the most with just because of her class. elf came pretty easily- shes very elegant and i think shed look cute with super long ears- and i landed on high elf instead of wood elf for the int-based abilities. i was really on the fence between sorcerer and wizard for her because i knew shed be a full spellcaster, but i didnt feel that any of the subclasses really fit her. i ended up going with wizard for order of the scribes since it focuses on texts and knowing everything. but also because robin with a flying talking sentient book would be crazy cool. it could also be similar to how she spawns mouths and eyes places to talk to or watch people. my "fuck it, why not. this would be rad. its my house" mindset kicked in with her i will admit. also the One with the Word ability made me cackle out loud when i read it. thats the funniest ability ever. anyways, i cant really think of a way to replicate her powers, but maybe we could just reflavor a bunch of spells to be her limbs or clutch; hold person, maximillian's earthen grasp, or evard's black tentacles. thatd probably work okay, and theres a handful of spells to replicate her ability to spawn eyes or mouths. unrelated, but i imagine nico olvia to be a drow. why? her hair is white. i am a simple man!

[comradekatara]

it's national draw your sibling day

[wheezerbuster]

i'm living for this dad outfit they drew him in, like hello??? glyph pajamas with the bad girl coven shirt, how cute is THAT

[radrillest]

[bloominglegumes]

i love normal guys doomed by the narrative

[umblrspectrum]

you'll never guess which movie i finally watched after 2 years of being lazy

[side-of-honey]

LEGEND tells of a LEGENDARY COWPOKE… whose sharpshootin’ skills were the stuff of LEGEND

Sorry for this one. I really am. I kept mixing up the furious five and the feisty five and then I thought about it for a little too long

(Please DO NOT repost my art to other sites :) )

[hajihiko]

sailing away from Jabberwock ⛵

[chrisbangs]

Bang Chan Doing That Move

[nextstopparis]

i really like the hc that magic loved arthur and protected him until merlin came into the picture but very specifically bc it means his idea of like. the laws of physics and How Nature Works would be completely warped. the reason why all those miraculously falling branches didnt raise any questions? its been happening to him his entire life

[azurechicken]

It is a good thing that the BG3 team is attentive and we get updates all the time, but where does it end? If they are going to continue changing stuff about the game per request, what will be there left of what they envisioned in the first place? Especially for character traits and dialogue, like making them kinder and more likeable, just because there were two more people asking for it and they happened to see it. I just don't want to see characters shift into generic ones just because of a need to respond to everyone's ideas

[autisticaradiamegido]

day 343

none of your fuckin business dude

[rafeandonlyrafe]

unexpected consequences

words: 700

warnings: 18+ only!, smut, p in v sex, condoms breaking, pregnancy/breeding talk, unprotected p in v sex, established relationship, mention of marriage

“oh fuck, yeah.” you moan out, fingers gripping rafes shoulders. “right-right there.”

your moans are extra loud today, having been apart from rafe for nearly a week after he had business out of the country. rafe is just as pent up as you, thrusting harshly into your cunt to the chorus of his grunts.

“close.” rafe warns, but you could tell anyways by the swelling of his cock that he wouldn’t last long.

“oh my god, yes.” you moan out, back arching off the bed as your release pushes through your body, cumming with a final shout of your boyfriends name.

rafe drops his head into your neck as he cums inside of you, pushing as deeply as he can as your cunt pulses around him. you wrap your arms around his shoulders and press soft kisses to his head while rafe pants through his orgasm, until you shift slightly and feel it inside of you.

“rafe, pull out.” you shove at his shoulder, causing him to look up in concern, but he slips his softening cock out.

“what is it baby?” rafe asks. you look down at the condom he always wears, where theres always a bit of white cum gathered at the tip, but this time it looks practically empty, like he just rolled it on.

“rafe.” you hit his shoulder, causing him to flinch and look down.

“wha-” rafe suddenly realizes the issue, rolling himself off the bed as he walks into the bathroom, no doubt to inspect the condom and tell you what you already know is true.

“it broke.” rafe says when he comes out a moment later.

“i know.” you admit, shifting your hips from side to side again. “i can tell.”

“im so sorry baby.” rafe says with a sigh, laying on the bed next to you but not pulling you into his arms, not sure if you want to be touched.

“its okay.” you hum softly, mind still reeling. “you didn’t know.”

“what are we gonna do?” rafe asks, knowing you’re not on birth control due to affecting other medication you’re on.

“well, i can take a plan b in the morning…” you say quietly. 

“or.” rafe encourages you to continue, able to tell that you aren’t finished.

“or we could wait and see. i mean i probably won’t get pregnant just from one time, right?” you shrug.

“what about if it does take? and you’re pregnant?” rafe asks, looking at your tummy.

as if you’re thinking the same thing, you lay your hand over your stomach, knowing that even if you are pregnant there is nothing in there yet, but the thought alone has you rubbing gently over your skin. “i don’t know.” you admit.

“i want to keep it.” rafe blurts out. “if-if you are pregnant.” rafe can’t take not touching you any longer, pulling you close to him and tangling your limbs together.

“are you sure?” you raise your eyebrows. you think rafe would be an amazing father, knowing how protective he is of you, and how he strives every day to take even better care of you. “we are so young.”

“i love you. i want to be with you, i want a family with you. why not start now?” rafe questions. he won’t admit it to you yet, but he’s been thinking about taking the next step, having even gone ring shopping to see his options. “besides-” rafe smiles, “why are you trying to talk me out of it? you’ve always wanted kids.”

you grin back at him. “i know.” you let a giggle free, feeling giddy about the possibility. you’ve always wanted to become a mom, especially because you have so many younger siblings. “so, are we doing this?”

“yes.” rafe says definitively, pulling you in for a kiss, a comforting one that you truly need.

“oh my god, im so excited.” you break the kiss to mumble against his lips.

rafe nods in agreement, lowering a hand between your bodies to touch your stomach. “probably too early to start talking to your tummy, huh?” 

“definitely. i mean, we don’t even know if i’m pregnant, it may take a couple tries…” you trail off, hoping rafe gets your intention.

“well, i will just have to keep cumming inside you.” rafe shrugs. “in fact, we shouldn’t take any chances and i should fill you up again right now.”

rafes hand lowers from your stomach to your thigh as he grabs your flesh and pulls your leg over his hip, spreading your thighs for him as your cunt rubs up against his quickly hardening cock.

“rafe!” you shout with a laugh, but don’t stop him as he begins to grind his cock into your core.

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[slavhew]

charmed, i'm sure