#d&d basic revised

[crash-likes-cookies]

So for anyone interested in the differences of earliest DnD, I found this thread and made it visually easy to access.

(all credit for this goes to Adam Dray, check the link for the entire post)

[corkinavoid]

DPxDC Heritance

There's not much left for Tim in his parents' wills. Or, well, not much by his standards - the rest of the family, barring Bruce and Damian, think he is absolutely loaded and too full of himself to care. Which is maybe a little bit true; receiving about a dozen properties across the world, a trust fund and a wide collection of artifacts that his parents have accumulated through years of their archeological escapades is a lot by middle class standards.

But Tim knows how much money Drakes actually had, and a few old houses and an assembly of junk seems like not much in comparison.

In any case, it's all rather useless in Tim's position. He has no interest in traveling aside from when he has to for a mission, and he couldn't give less shits about archeology even if he tried. The trust fund is fine, he guesses, but it's not like he needs it, what with being the CEO of Wayne Enterprises and one of the Wayne Wards.

So, as morbid as it is, the best reaction he can muster at his inheritance is a shrug and a mention in his mile-long list of 'things I need to figure out when I have time'. Which basically means he'll maybe get to it when he's old and retired, and not any sooner, because Tim Drake the CEO and Red Robin the vigilante are both very, very busy people who never have time.

Naturally, his life has other plans, and it's only two or three months later that Tim finds himself breaking through the balcony window of his own apartment in Praha.

It's at that moment, when he's lying on top of a soft persian rug, surrounded by glass shards and wondering if this move was enough to lose his tail that he realizes his inheritance might be slightly more than just a few properties and some boxes with old things.

Because, through his own heavy breathing, he hears a thoughtful, slightly sarcastic voice from inside the room, "I guess the door was too hard to figure out for you, wasn't it."

He sits up, turning his head so sharply it almost snaps. His eyes immediately fall on a boy not much older than him, sitting with one leg thrown over the other on the dark red couch near the wall. He looks like he clearly belongs here: white, vintage collar shirt and black, high-waist trousers, a silver ring on his thumb that looks too old to have been bought in this century, dark raven hair and perfect porcelain skin.

And he is reading a newspaper. Like a slightly bleeding costumed guy in a domino mask breaking the window and falling onto the carpet is just another Tuesday.

Hold on, this is Tim's house! He double-checked the address, there's no mistake!

"Who are you?" He demands, frowning, as his hands reach to the birdarangs out of habit.

"Keeper of Doors," the boy answers, not looking up and flipping the page, "And you're the Drakes' heir, I assume."

Tim blinks. The response provides no actual answers, it only creates more questions. "What doors?" He asks because the rest of the points can most likely be addressed later. Like the issue of his busted secret identity, right.

The boy sighs and closes the newspaper, folding it in half and uncrossing his legs to sit a bit straighter. "Doors, capital 'D'. The ones that lead everywhere you want."

"The what?.." Tim repeats, dumbfounded and lost in this unexpected nonsense. The boy gives him a truly unimpressed look, his eyebrow twitching. Then, he stands up - Tim's fingers close around the birdarang again - and steps towards the nearest door, grabbing the handle. His feet make absolutely no sound.

"Drake manor," the boy announces and pushes the door open. He doesn't step through, however, instead just standing in the doorway and turning back to Tim, gesturing for him to look.

Tim does.

Seeing the familiar hall, the one he's seen so many times, the one he walked through every day before he moved out, makes him realize a few things at once. One, he needs to revise the list of houses he inherited since it looks like they are not just properties but a map of teleportation points, most likely. Two, his parents knew full well he didn't need the trust fund, it wasn't for him, it was probably for this boy, who may or may not be the, well, gatekeeper. Three, if the first part of his inheritance turned out to be this, he is going to need to call in Zatanna to sort through the collection of his parents' artifacts lest something turns out to be actually cursed in there.

Four, he's been staring at the boy and gaping like a fish for longer than its socially acceptable.

"...What's your name?" He asks, suddenly conscious about the fact he was kind of rude before. The boy snorts, a ghost of a smile on his lips as he closes the door back.

"Danny," he introduces and snaps his fingers. The glass shards around Tim move all at once, rising from the ground and going back towards the window, like a reversed video recording. A second later, the balcony window looks as good as new, not a crack in the glass. "And you?"

"Red Ro-" Tim starts, but then pauses. Fuck it, he might as well, "Tim."

Danny waves his hand in the air, like snatching something out of nowhere, and, just like that, there's a box that looks suspiciously like a first-aid kit in his hands.

"Nice to meet you, Tim. Now, get over here and stop ruining my carpet with your blood."

[prokopetz]

Proposals to refer to One D&D as "6th Edition" in order to spite Hasbro marketing don't go far enough. We should retroactively assign full edition numbers to every major core rules revision for which the game's publishers declined to do so, as follows:

White box OD&D is now 1st Edition

Holmes Basic is now 2nd Edition

AD&D 1st Edition is now 3rd Edition

BX/Moldvay Basic is now 4th Edition

BECMI/Mentzer Basic is now 5th Edition

AD&D 2nd Edition is now 6th Edition

The Rules Cyclopedia is now 7th Edition

The AD&D 2nd Edition Player's Handbook redux with the infamous "This Is Not 3rd Edition" foreword is now 8th Edition

Player's Option is now 9th Edition

D&D 3rd Edition is now 10th Edition

D&D 3rd Edition Revised (3.5E) is now 11th Edition

D&D 4th Edition is now 12th Edition

D&D Essentials is now 13th Edition

D&D Next (later informally rebranded as "5th Edition" due to consumer pressure) is now 14th Edition

Finally, this means the forthcoming One D&D is 15th Edition.

Make sense?

[oldschoolfrp]

The D&D Rules Cyclopedia by Aaron Allston with Jeff Easley cover art, TSR, 1991.

The Cyclopedia was a single 300-page hardcover volume that compiled the rules from Frank Mentzer's 1983 BECMI boxed sets. It included material from the Basic, Expert, Companion, and Master rulebooks, plus a 5-page summary of how players could become Immortals. One major difference is that immortal characters became NPCs, until Allston presented revised PC rules in 1994's Wrath of the Immortals.

[wildehacked]

im in the mood for hugs apparently. so "just really needed a hug sort of hug" for buddie :)

This is both true to the spirit of the prompt and a little dark, sorry. CW for grief, canon-typical death and violence. Classic h/c shit. * It’s Buck’s Kelly day, so Eddie’s partnered with Ravi when they get called out to the goriest scene they’ve been to in a while. Overworked Amazon driver fell asleep at the wheel; the van crashed through the front window of a Starbucks during the eight am before work rush. It’s awful, grinding, bloody work; Eddie digs the driver out of the wreck, and she has a concussion but she’s otherwise fine. He has to hold her back when she realizes what she’s done and starts screaming. He sends her to the hospital where the cops will be waiting for her, even though her shift manager’s the one they should arrest, and then he helps Chim bag a woman who went under the wheels, DOA. She’s white, brunette with bangs, and for a second Eddie’s heart seizes. He blinks again and his heart resumes its regular rhythm. 

Cap takes them offline so they can decontaminate—they all got coated in various bodily fluids on that one—and of course after Eddie’s showered and changed and filled out paperwork, he gets a call from his mom. 

Less said about that, the better. He has a pulsing headache for most of the afternoon. They go on two false alarm medical calls, transport a man with a broken ankle to the ER, and Eddie gets an email from Chris’s school letting him know that Chris got a D- on his big English paper, and that he’ll need to revise if he wants to pass the class. That’s gonna be a fun conversation. Eddie swallows three ibuprofen with a cup of cold coffee, ignoring Hen’s wince. So what if he’s giving himself an ulcer.

Bobby makes comfort food for dinner, because they all need it after the awful morning—spaghetti and meatballs, garlic bread, iceberg lettuce salad. Eddie eats, but his head’s still going, so the comfort’s a little sparse. 

He tries to call Chris after dinner, but Chris doesn’t pick up. Eddie gets a text a few minutes later that reads hey were in a movie rn, and Eddie writes back okay mijo just checking in. love you, which Chris thumbs up. They get called out to the beach for a dog bite; Eddie chases after the dog in question, but can’t catch him. He does almost wipe out on the boardwalk, though. The night is just on the edge of too cool, not quite summer-perfect, but the moon is full and yellow over the ocean. Chim makes a crack about the full moon crazies, and Eddie rolls his eyes and twists to give Buck shit about it too, but of course Buck’s still not there. 

You been in a mood all day, Hen says, nudging Eddie’s boot with her boot when they’re back in the rig. You good? 

I’m good, Eddie says, just thinking about this morning, and everyone’s faces go somber as they agree. And it was a rough morning. But Eddie’s going to hell, because that’s not what he’s thinking about, not really. 

It’s March 23rd. He could say that out loud, could remind everyone of the date, and no one would know why it matters. Because it doesn’t, to anyone else on the planet. They go check out an apartment building where someone burnt falafel. The problem apartment’s on the fifth floor with no elevator. Eddie’s phone pings as he’s putting the industrial fans back in the rig; it’s a text from Buck, a picture of him and Chris and Chris’s friend Dylan in front of three enormous burgers, looks like Islands. There isn’t really any reason for that to make Eddie’s chest go tight and aching, but there you go. He taps a heart onto it. 

Saved you some fries, Buck sends, like it’s possible to save fries from Islands and have them still be edible the next day.  Guess you didn’t see the email from the school, Eddie sends back, because seriously, Islands and a movie after a D-? 🍔💪📝🚨is what Buck writes back, which Eddie basically takes to mean: I have a strategy in place. He catches a few hours of sleep. The alarm wakes him from a dream about Shannon and Buck. The two of them were the leads in the school play, because Eddie was back in high school, and he was supposed to be in the play too, but he forgot his lines. Eddie, relax, Shannon said, smiling at Buck, who had his hand wrapped around her waist like he was her husband, not Eddie. We got this. 

It’s a late night medical call at a memory care home; not much for him and Ravi to do, just playing support to Hen and Chim. He checks his phone, and there’s another text from Buck that came in while he slept: Chris and Dylan studying at the kitchen table, English books cracked open, Chris laughing at something Dylan said. It’s a live photo, so there’s even a couple seconds of Chris laughing in there, high pitched and silly. Eddie hearts it. 

When they get back to the firehouse, the sun is rising, and it’s no longer Shannon’s birthday. Eddie should be relieved, but he just feels drained. She’d be thirty-four. No one warned him about this part—how every year you look back at the pictures and she just looks like more of a baby. 

Cap claps him on the shoulder when he’s heading out to his truck, like he knows, even though there’s no way he could possibly know. 

Eddie gets through morning traffic okay. He parks the truck, lets himself in. The house is pretty quiet, which means Chris is still asleep (typical teen.) Buck’s in the kitchen, doing last night’s dishes. He’s got rubber dish gloves on, and he gives Eddie a distracted smile over his shoulder as he comes in. Hey, he says. 

Hey, Eddie says, and instead of any of the sane things he could say after that, like—how was your day yesterday, or is there coffee yet, or I think I’m gonna pass out for a few hours, he just steps in close, wraps his arms around Buck’s waist, and buries his face in Buck’s shoulder. Safe, familiar Buck smell in his nostrils. Solid Buck body in his arms, warm and pulsing with breath and heartbeat. Eddie exhales. 

Buck turns off the faucet. He pulls off one rubber glove, then gives up on the other one and twists around in Eddie’s arms—Eddie participates reluctantly—until they’re front to front, and he can hug Eddie back. That is better, Buck fitting perfectly into him, holding him the same way Eddie is holding him. Eddie tilts his face into Buck’s neck, and Buck uses the hand that isn’t wearing a soapy dish glove to stroke over his hair. It feels good. 

Bad shift? Buck murmurs, and Eddie doesn’t answer, frowning into Buck’s skin. Buck hums against his temple. That’s okay, he says anyway, soft and mindless. I got you, Eddie, I got you. 

Eddie keeps breathing Buck in, keeps hanging on. Buck forgets about the rubber glove, and a wet soapy hand comes to rest over Eddie’s right scapula. A burst of fondness punctures the wall of relief. 

Thanks, Eddie says finally, not letting him go yet, but trying to persuade himself that he’s going to. 

Buck kisses his forehead. Anytime, he says, then uses his one normal hand and his other soapy hand to tilt Eddie up into a real kiss. 

Eddie lets it happen, closing his eyes. He’s thirty-four. He was married for eight years; Shannon’s been gone for almost eight again. He has the best kid in the world; he has Buck, he has a meaningful job he’s grateful to still love. His best friend is dead, and he misses her. His best friend is kissing him right now, his heart beating fast and steady right against Eddie’s, and Eddie doesn’t have to miss him yet. 

You taste like spaghetti, Buck murmurs dreamily into his mouth, and Eddie bursts out laughing, finally relaxes his death grip on Buck’s ribs. Guess I forgot to brush my teeth last night, sorry. Bobby made spaghetti? Buck says indignantly, like he was deliberately left out, and tries to lick the taste back out of Eddie’s mouth, which doesn’t work perfectly, because Eddie’s still laughing. 

[vintagerpg]

My first encounter with Into the Odd was on a bookmark — the entirety of the rules system was crammed onto one included with my copy of Silent Titans. I’ve still yet to find a copy of the original 2014 edition from Lost Pages.

This is the revised edition from 2022, featuring gorgeous illustrative collage work by Johan Nohr throughout. I appreciate the use of orange on the cover (an under-appreciated color) and the book feels unusually good in the hand, like a book from an earlier era. The rules take up a bit more than a bookmark’s worth of space here, but not by much, honestly. I’ve no proof that the “Odd” of the title is a sly reference to Original D&D, but I’ve also got no proof to the contrary, and it seems appropriate: the system is recognizably D&D, but stripped utterly to the bone. Three attributes instead of six, doubling as saves. D20. Damage deplete hit points, then Strength, then death becomes a real risk. That’s basically it. This minimal framework is the basis for a whole sub-genre of light weight, short run D&D-ish engines, like Knave and Cairn.

Odd has its peculiarities. It is designed for a specific setting (that doubles as a meta commentary on settings, wildernesses, cities and dungeons) in which adventurers explore the underground in search of Arcana, which are powerful, largely uncontrollable magic items (there are no spellcaster classes, so Arcanum are the only option for magic). So, in some ways, it seems like there is only one way to play the game. On the other hand, Chris McDowall has hacked his own system to make Electric Bastionland, which uses the same basic framework without the magic and plays…completely differently. So maybe it really is all in the dressing…

[kunoiashifts]

ᴡᴀɪᴛ, ɪᴛ'ꜱ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴇᴀꜱʏ? *:･ﾟ✧

* ˚ ✦ title is literally what i'm currently going through AS WE SPEAK 😭

* ˚ ✦ okay, this week has been a little wonky for reasons i'd rather not get into, but basically there was something going on today that i just DID NOT WANT TO DO.

* ˚ ✦ and with that, i began to panic a bit and kind of subconsciously put shifting onto a time crunch which is TERRIBLE FOR ME!! time crunches make me extremely anxious, however a lot of things happen in my life that make me want to shift asap sadly

* ˚ ✦ so, last night i was very overwhelmed and was upset about everything as a whole which carried on into this morning as the deadline(?) was literally right around the damn corner. (i had to go right after school). i spent the morning wallowing a bit about it and dreading the outcome of me having to go somewhere i didn't want to go to

* ˚ ✦ i overconsumed content on shiftblr AGAIN which is a horrible cycle i need to break whenever i feel stuck because for me, it just reinforces the idea that i don't know what i'm doing WHEN I DO KNOW 😭😭

* ˚ ✦ as i did that, i was like ok. i don't wanna take a break, i just want to get out of this situation. so throughout the day, whenever i thought about what i didn't want, i just said "i don't have to go." and even throughout the doubts and spirals about shifting, i still affirmed for a different outcome instead. i feel like the fact that i was so focused on having not shifted to my dr in general made me kind of lessen the doubts and stress over the circumstance that was actually upsetting me which is WHY i managed to manifest a different outcome so quickly

* ˚ ✦ i literally kept getting pissed about shifting while simultaneously affirming and revising the idea of what i dreaded so badly that made me want to shift in the first place (which is kinda funny because i could've EASILY just manifested it away earlier instead of throwing shifting under the bus (HELPP), but i digress)

* ˚ ✦ fast forward to after school, where i literally sat in my bed and LOCKED IN. i was kind of affirming for both at this point like on one hand i was accepting the outcome of me having to go but on the other hand i was like i'm still gonna try to shift before it even happens just in case.

* ˚ ✦ i laid down in bed since i had maybe 2-ish hours before i had to go and used alunirs new video as a way to help me shift. didn't shift to my dr, but i got extremely close as i saw flashing lights, fast heartbeat (worst symptom for me IT DISTRACTS ME BADDD), felt extremely numb, etc. etc. but that's not the reason why i felt so close.

* ˚ ✦ i was hit with a sense of realization again. like oh, it's really this easy, i just have to remember i shifted. i felt so free and calm, as if i was already there in my dr again. as if it was just a simple act of remembering (because it is!). it started to feel natural, which in my opinion was the shift of my awareness :D then i fell asleep for a few minutes before waking back up. my mind drifted back to my current situation again which worried me, but made me remember; i could change it.

* ˚ ✦ i began to affirm for both shifting, and what i wanted. "i don't have to go, i get to stay home." (and i was saying "home" as in my dr bc i consider it my home :3)

* ˚ ✦ and you know what happened around 10 or so minutes later? my dad got a call and told me i didn't have to go because he could tell i was tired. it was that. easy.

* ˚ ✦ TLDR: Despite me spiraling a little all day, I managed to change the outcome for something I didn't want ON A TIME CRUNCH WHICH IS WHAT I HAD BEEN WORRIED ABOUT ALL WEEK! It took LESS THAN ONE DAY. One school day of me just affirming and being the person that just doesn't have to go somewhere they didn't wanna go to.

Honestly, I pretty much DID shift, too! Shifting = Manifesting to me. I just shifted my awareness into a reality where I got to stay home and the 3D reflected it instantly.

* ˚ ✦ :D so tonight i'm gonna shift to my dr to celebrate.

- ʟᴏᴠᴇ, ɴᴏɪᴀ

[muniimyg]

NAKED // KNJ

note to self: take baths alone from now on

+

in which nam joon takes any and every opportunity to see you naked

pairing: boyfriend nam joon + oc 

au/genre:

(new) established relationship

non-idol au

fluff, crack, and smut

warnings:

explicit langauge and behaviour ...

cockwarming & riding,, some titty grabbing & basic ass position changes

THEY SAY ILY FOR THE FIRST TIME :D

note: originally posted on @/meowachi ,, revised !!

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The water is colder than you expected. 

Your body reacts with goosebumps to which you let out a shiver. Maybe you took too much time getting everything ready that you missed this bath water’s prime temperature… Guess you didn’t girl-math this right. 

Oh well. 

There’s always next time, right?

Thankfully, his bare body holding yours makes it easier to adjust. He nuzzles his chin on your shoulder and wraps his arms around your waist, not missing the chance to hold your breasts for a moment. You scold him as if it’s second nature and he leaves a trail of kisses up and down your neck as an apology. 

Then, you take this moment in. Honestly, setting up music was a good idea. Along with the scented candles, the bubbles in your bath, the bath lavender bath bomb, and the bath salts—all such amazing details. Everything would’ve been perfect if only Nam Joon wasn’t complaining every five seconds. 

“I hate baths.”

“I don’t know what I’m doing here.”

“The bath salts went up my ass—”

Finally, you shush him.

“Please,” he cries, “can we fuck?”

Rolling your eyes, you raise your hand and flick him with your fingers. He purses his lips and shuts his eyes in response. Nam Joon sighs, feeling defeated for the nth time tonight. Prior to this bath, he had suggested shower sex. To which, you argued you’d be too afraid to try since you’re as clumsy as they come… And he himself… Well, it was nice of him to ask.

It’s not like you didn’t want to have sex tonight… No, of course, you do. Your handsome and beefy boyfriend was naked, holding you.. Who wouldn’t be turned on? You just feel like being annoying. You want to push him as far as you can. You want to see how good he stays. How well self-disciplined he is. 

So, you sink into his body again, taking another deep breath in. 

Let’s try this again.

Relax.

You want to relax. 

That’s all you want to do.

It doesn’t last. A few giggles escape your lips as he begins to place small kisses on your shoulder all the way to the sides of your face. 

“Nam Joon…” you attempt to sound annoyed.

In his low voice, he hums; “Yes, my love?”

“You’re not making me feel relaxed!” Suddenly, you squirm as he bites your shoulder playfully. “I want to—stop that! I just want to relax, Joonie! You said you wanted to join me. You insisted.”

“Sorry, sorry,” he murmurs, only half meaning his apology. No, he wasn’t sorry. He was a man, after all. What idiot would turn down being naked in a tub of water with you? Fucking losers, that’s who. 

He squishes your body closer to him. “So... is this what you do?” 

You nod.

“Is this all that you do? This is so boring. You don’t even have those ducks to play with or like a toy boat that moves—”

“Nam Joon,” you warn, groaning at how talkative he’s becoming. “You can leave. I wouldn’t mind watching you ass walk away right now.” 

He laughs in response, getting the hint. You want to relax. He wants to be with you. This was the middle ground.

“Sorry,” he means it this time. “I’m just bored.. Like, I pictured this to be more… Sexy? Aren’t you supposed to seduce me?” Nam Joon wiggles his eyebrows at you. To that, you offer him and confused look.

“Who knows? Maybe I’ve been seducing you this entire time..” you gaslight.

He lowers his gaze. “You’ve been ignoring me since the minute we settled in the tub.”

“Aren’t you turned on?”

“No.”

You smile at him warmly, yet your tone is cold. “My love, if that’s the case… Then why do I feel your dick poking in between my legs right now?” 

He gulps.

“It’s hard.”

“I thought you said it’s boring.”

Nam Joon whines, “___, my dick is hard. I’m bored. Please sit on it.”

You gasp. 

Although, you can’t say you aren’t surprised. You’ve been together for less than a year yet he has never missed a chance to suggest such acts. Most days, you’d give in and it would be a good time. But today… You figure it would be much more fun to be a tease. This mood is sponsored by your incoming period. Regardless if it’s PMS or all your stress from work; it didn’t really matter. You just knew you weren't in the mood for super wet, slippery, hot sex in cold bath water. Imagine all the water that would be splashed on the floor! You’d be the one left to clean all of it up. Nam Joon would probably slip and hurt himself if you ordered him to do the cleaning duties.

“Okay,” you tease. “I’ll sit on your dick.”

He cheers. 

“But I won’t move.”

“W-what?” Nam Joon blinks. 

You shrug, pushing yourself up on his lap. When you find his length, you quickly guide it inside of you. No warning, not even a little rub in between. Nam Joon gulps the second he feels his cock inside of you. Unlike the water, you’re so warm. He hisses, feeling his dick begin to throb inside your tight walls. 

“M-mean,” he hisses. “You’re so mean.”

Ignoring him, you sink yourself even deeper. Now, he’s fully inside you and you’re completely sitting on him. You feel his tip and how far he is inside you.. It makes your body feel tingles and you honestly contemplate if you should just give in.

He feels so good. 

… And you hate to admit it but you overestimated yourself.

You’re having a hard time too. 

Yet, you stick it through. You have to! Rare are the moments you get where Nam Joon loses complete control.

“You asked me to sit on your dick. Sure, I’ll sit on your dick… But I’m not moving. I’m not going reverse cowgirl style. I’m not going doggy. I’m not fucking you.”

“So you’re just going to cockwarm me?” he asks, feeling betrayed. “But you love riding me!”

You glare at him. “No, I don’t. It’s tiring. It’s boring.” 

Nam Joon’s eyebrows furrow together. He tries his best to focus on your words and not how perfect you are inside of him. He’s stressed as fuck but he needs to prove to you that he can get through this… He has a feeling that winning you over will get him the reward he’s been after. 

“Then why do you do it?” 

This is news to him too. You always looked like you enjoyed riding him. Honestly, you probably ride him more than you two do in any other position. Also, why would he question it? You never really complained until now. It’s one of the things he liked so much about you.. It’s like, you just knew him. 

“You love it and I love you—”

Your eyes widen.

Did you really just say that? All this time, you were worried about slipping… Who knew it wasn’t about your body but rather your words? 

You two haven’t said it to each other yet. God, this is so fucking embarrassing. In this position too? In a fucking cold ass bath? It should’ve been more romantic! Plus, he should’ve said it first! You had it all planned out.. You were going to get it out of him before you could say it first. 

As you open your mouth to deny, take back, or spit out an excuse, his words make your world stop. 

“I love you too.”

Your breath hitches. “W-what?”

“Yeah,” he scratches the back of his neck. “I’ve been meaning to tell you.. For the past like… Six months but I couldn’t find the right moment. I figured one day, you’d just get it out of me yourself.” Nam Joon looks awfully shy to you right now. It makes your heart flutter. 

“I thought the same,” you confess. “I wanted you to say it first.”

“Okay,” Nam Joon chuckles, “Then I said it first.”

Your heart begins to pound louder and faster. God, was he always this good with words? In all honesty, Nam Joon has no problem being the first to yield or confess.. He just needed time. Right now, he knew it well. You’re the right person at the right time. He’s so grateful.

“I wanted it to be more romantic.”

Instantly, he dips his head and kisses you slowly. When he pulls away, he rests his forehead against yours. “A slow kiss. Romantic, right? Better?”

You shake your head. 

“You have to hold my hand when you say it,” you whine. “It only makes sense that way.”

“Then, you have to look at me,” he negotiates. “You can’t be looking the other way when I say it.”

“Fine.”

You shift, pulling his dick out for a second. You adjust yourself, opening your legs and facing him. Now, your breasts were completely in front of him. He takes slow deep breaths as you put him inside you again. You wrap your arms around his neck and tilt your head. 

God, you’re so sexy.

With or without clothes, Nam Joon thinks you’re the sexiest human to ever exist. It wasn’t because your body was perfect; it was all because of the way you carried your confidence. It was that exact something he sensed and fell into an intense trance over. Moments like these play over and over in his head when he’s away from you. Moments where he feels so close to you. Physically, this was it. There is nothing more he could ask for. 

You: naked and on top of him. 

But more than that, what makes moments like these so special is the fact that he feels like he knows your soul. Bare, imperfect and so loving. It was sexy to have someone like you. It was something he had never experienced before with past loves. This was a first for him. A first real, sexy, and beautiful love. It was more than your body—it always has been. Regardless, who is he to not try? At the end of the day, he has needs. 

“Say it.” 

He laughs as he intertwines your fingers together. He raises them above the water to show you. Bringing your hands to his lips, he looks up at you and kisses your knuckles. 

“I love you, ___.”

You pout. 

He kisses your wrist and then pulls you closer to him. He kisses your breast, your collarbone, your shoulder, your cheeks, and the corner of your lip. “I’ve loved you for a while now. I’m sorry it took a cold bath to get it out of me.”

“Should’ve taken a bath together sooner.”

He laughs into your kiss. “Too bad the bath salts aren’t making me feel too sexy right now,” he confesses his uncomfortability. This is his last attempt. “Unless…”

“Spit it out,” you say, unamused.

“It’s just—”

“We’re not fucking in this bath of cold water, Joon. Give it up!” you laugh as you cup his cheeks together. You squish his lips with your thumb and index, making kissy faces at him. “No more fucking around.”

His suggestive eyes suddenly soften. “Fucking? ___, I wanted to make love… Since, you know.. I love you.”

Three times.

He said, “I love you,” three times now.

And perhaps, you’re not built for this hard-to-get lifestyle when the love of your life says such dreamy things. Of course, you’d give in. As they all say; the third time’s a charm. 

You burst into laughter, unable to hold yourself back. Desperately, you kiss him for what feels like forever, and as much as you resist; you end up riding him. 

The second you move yourself up and down, Nam Joon’s eyes widen and he smiles into the kiss. He can’t believe he won you over. 

“Fucking finally… Or should I say… Finally fucking?” Nam Joon chides, liking his word play more than he should.

Nerd alert.

You grunt, “s-shut up.” 

As you two continue to make out, you begin to move your hips as you slowly but surely begin to bounce on his hard cock. It feels so good to finally do this. As you move at a faster pace, the water begins to splash and for a second, you turn your head to make sure it isn’t going to flood the floor. But Nam Joon places his hand on your chin and the top of your neck, guiding you to look at him. 

“Don’t look away,” he hisses. “It’s just water. Focus on me.”

You nod, biting the inside of your cheeks. 

For stability, you place your hands on his chest. You feel his heart and how fast it’s racing. His skin has little goosebumps due to the cold water, but you can also see sweat from his forehead lightly layer on top of his perfect skin. His eyebrows are knitted together, as he gathers all his mental strength not to cum yet. At one point, you see his lips make an ‘o’. Why was he trying so hard to last? 

“Just cum,” you assure him. “It’s fine.”

He shakes his head, refusing to give in this early. “It’s your fucking boobs,” Nam Joon blames. “Mmhff—s-shit. What the hell. Fuck it.” 

Without warning, he places his hands on your waist and lifts you up. Nam Joon gently, yet firmly, turns you over. Your chin rests just over the rim of the tub, along with your arms. Your back is arched as he backs your ass up to his dick. He takes his fingers and plays with your clit for a bit. You moan, unable to fathom just how fucking sexy this all is. You feel yourself coming close. Before you know it, he sticks himself back in and begins to pump. Nam Joon pumps himself at a steady pace. At first, they were short and fast strokes that made the water spill over and you moan louder than usual. As you reach your peak and so does he; his strokes transition to long and deep ones. 

After a few more pumps, he lets himself go and cups your breasts with his hands. You don’t feel his cum inside of you as your walls still tingle, but you know it’s inside. Regardless of the water, you just know he creamed you messy as usual. 

As you two catch your breath, he kisses your neck once again. 

“For round two…” Nam Joon teases, “I’m thinking shower sex. Thoughts?”

“Haha,” you play along. “No.”

Nam Joon pouts, giving you puppy eyes. “... But I love you.” 

You can’t help but melt.

Oh, you’re so fucked.

You know for a fact he’ll be using this line for a while… And it’ll work. He’ll get you every time. But it’s okay! You love him too. You want him too. You need him too.

Besides, you’ll be charging him the water bill.

[k-hippie]

WINDENBURG 2024 ... A HUGE REDUX & UPDATE :)

Here we are ... After 2 weeks of intensive work :D comes the release of Windenburg 2024, 4 years after the first update and 8 years after the first release ... A long time due bold update where we tried to enhance one of the most iconic sims 4 World ...

We made a lot of work on urban stuff ( mainly ) and tried to enhance everything we could, except the ruins which are a work apart ;)

We enhanced the grounds ( streets, pavements ), the walls, some colors of the soils, the rocks, the textures, and even the fake buildings and houses :D

We made too some modifications such as the kakemono ( we made newer simlish pictures ), the streetlights ( we removed the stupid little posters in order to get cooler street lamps ), we added some textures to the plastic/glossy sculptures, we corrected basic textures we didn't make last time, we made an overhaul brighter aspect, we worked on many details all around when it was possible ...

Even where the textures were already ok, we revised the whole stuff ... Well you'll see ;)

We divided this Windenburg ( Get Together ) update in 5 files :

- k-hippie-k505-terrain-gtog-new-nature-replacement-10102024 - k-hippie-k505-terrain-gtog-new-roads-replacement-10012024 - k-hippie-k505-terrain-gtog-new-rocks-replacement-10012024 - k-hippie-k505-terrain-gtog-new-ruins-replacement-10012024 - k-hippie-k505-terrain-gtog-new-urban-replacement-10012024

Beyond the k-505 terrains, there is too an update of the k-101 and one or two important files we put in the k-303 Multifix mod ...

There are an important k-303 file in order to get all the textures in the right place ... a kinda "bizarre" element which doesn't appear without this :/ but do not worry, it's nothing embarrassing for your game ;)

- k-hippie-k303-2024-obj-gtog-debug-stonewall-both-replacement

At last, to get the modifications we made ( such as the streetlight ) :

- k-hippie-k303-2024-obj-gtog-streetlamp-replacement - k-hippie-k303-2024-obj-gtog-debug-kakemono-replacement - k-hippie-k303-2024-obj-gtog-debug-fenceiron-replacement - k-hippie-k303-2024-obj-gtog-debug-fencebrick-replacement

Attention : some of the pictures have been made using the Tudor Walls we made in 2018 : HERE

Next weekend, we'll provide the fences redux, aka the k-606 update for Get Together ( and maybe for the Base Game too ) ... if we have enough time ! :D

Ko-fi // Paypal --> if you think our creations are worthing ;)

Anyway, hope you'll like this bold update :)

xoxo

- download the k-505 terrains files

- download the k-303 files

- download the k-101 update

And Have Fun !

[faemurmur]

hallo everynyan!

this is for the 3 hc post!

lets say i imagine I met Caleb at the library while preparing for my entrance exams. The moment I saw him, I was breathless—so, naturally, I buried myself in my books so that i dont stare for long. But then, a knock on my table. Turns out, he noticed my engineering books and, as a senior in college, started quizzing me on the basics. At first im a bit hesitant bcs... why is such a pretty guy approaching me? but then as our conversation flowed i eased up to him...

That’s how it started—weekend study sessions that slowly turned from strangers to friends. I get flustered easily, and he definitely picks up on it, teasing me with playful banter. He says our study dates help him 'revise his basics'—but who knows? Maybe he just enjoys them. As we grow closer, he starts rewarding good answers with head pats and small treats, while I—oblivious as ever—miss all his hints. Banter, oblivious pining, and slow-burn tension? That’s us....

for my personality... im kinda oblivious and slow in general... v straight forward as well... ppl say i live in my own world (but i think i interact a lot w everyone tho? idk! )

i hope this is kinda okay 🥲

hello cutie <3 my silly heart is swollen with the cute descriptions you’ve told me. D: caleb the ever so charming x oblivious you???? waaahhhh ><

caleb gets what he wants, and he knew he wanted you the moment his eyes laid on you. buried in your books, so fragile looking… he traces his fingers on the table when he approaches you, knowing full well he is going to make you his. the mutual pinning is going to be unbearable >:3 he would call you in his dorm room for studying — only to end up staring at you like a mad man when you’re not looking lmfao

he knows you can’t take hints well so he would be the one asking you out. he would casually mention it after your study session one night. “i think we need to change our idea of a date.” and you’re like ???? date ???? D: what? T_T

he loves to sleep on your lap, when there are breaks he would call you outside campus to hang out which is just caleb leaning his head on your thigh and yapping and listening and everything nice and ough >_< i ship so hard !!!

[prokopetz]

when will wizards give in and release d&d 6th edition.. the children yearn for necromancy

It's not going to happen without a major change in marketing strategy on Hasbro's part. Dungeons & Dragons 5th Edition was created with a couple of very specific mandates from Hasbro corporate:

Create an "evergreen" version of Dungeons & Dragons which will draw in new players while also appealing equally to fans of every previous iteration of D&D.

Cultivate homogenised expectations of what playing Dungeons & Dragons entails in such a way that every group becomes a potential purchaser of every first-party sourcebook.

Anything that would create a perceived split in the game's player base is counter to both of those goals, and a new edition – or, at least, admitting that any given revision constitutes a new edition – is pretty high on that list.

(Did you ever wonder why 5E's designers talked such a big game about modularity, then proceeded to produce one of the least modular iterations of D&D ever published, why licensed material for every first-party campaign setting that isn't The Forgotten Realms has basically dropped off the face of the planet, and why topical sourcebooks are being displaced by big, messy guides-to-everything with no clear organising principle? See above!)

[ttrpg-smash-pass-vs]

Horned Archon! These are powerful deer people celestials, guardians of Heaven made from reborn souls. They wander wildernesses throughout the planes, can teleport, magically charm people a few times a day, and have magic to temporarily speak the any language. They spend thier days doing secret acts of kindness like protecting children lost in the woods, guiding hunters to food, and driving off evil creatures. The "Archons" basically evolve like Pokemon (well really more like Digimon) into stronger and stronger forms, each embodying a virtue. The Horned Archon is Charity! Hence why they're so stealthy, secretly doing thier acts of good without need for reward or recognition. Yeah they got a bit of a glow up in the revision. No longer trying to bind themselves to D&D conventions, they started going a bit more "be not afraid."

[isjasz]

AAAAAAHHHHH I’m so excited for your comms!!! Question, how do “surprise me” doodles work? Do we give you like a general thing/idea to work with (ex. “Could you draw something Desertduo”) or are they full random commissions, kinda like a blind box?

You can give me as detailed instructions as possible!! A surprise me basically just means that I won't be sending you any wips drafts or revisions like a regular commission would, but your idea for the commission will be yours and in fact I encourage you to be as detailed as possible with ur prompt so I can craft up a nice surprise >:3

tldr the "surprise" just means that you will be seeing the final piece as a surprise only when I'm done, but that's about it o7 ofc if u wanna be vague and have it be a complete surprise I'm also open to that tho LOL

Ty both sm for the interest and i hope that clears it up :D

[chbnews]

WEEKLY NEWS 05/18/2025 - 05/24/2025

Camp Announcements:

Welcome all new demigods, and demigods coming back to camp! This will be the first week camp is in full-force! This week's news is going to have a LARGE list of things to do!

This Saturday's camp-wide game is going to be a spin on "Hide and Seek Tag." Each player will have two flags on themselves. If you are tagged after being found by someone on the opposing team, you must surrender one flag. Team with the most flags by Saturday's dinner will win! Odd numbered cabins will be Team Red. Even Numbered cabins will be Team Blue. (Poseidon cabin will also be Team Blue) ( Man… pitting me against Ajax? He’s my boyfriend..)

Chiron and Mr. D will be performing Camp Tours for new members each day between 11am and 1pm. It is asked that if you're going to do something potentially dangerous, to please put it off until after the tour is over. (And please just refrain from doing it altogether, I don't feel like having a full medical bay in the first week...)

New Campers are asked to please read the Camp Guidebook, which has been newly revised! They're also urged to attend a handful of camp activities, such as lessons, lectures, panels, tutorials, and workshops! We offer a wide variety! (Also, PLEASE attend this week's Field Medic Lesson. It's an introduction to demigod medicine and how to make sure you don't die in your first few weeks...)

Camper Updates:

The Demeter Cabin has FOUR new campers! That's quite a lot for a first week! Welcome to camp!

The new camper that was chased into camp by a Hellhound has been claimed as a daughter of Athena! Welcome to camp!

Rylan Briarwood from the Eros Cabin has woken up from his magical slumber put on him by the Hypnos Cabin. He's expected to make a full recovery by tomorrow afternoon!

The Hebe Cabin members are hosting spa days every Tuesday afternoon from 1-3pm. They are allowing all other campers to come and soak in the hot springs and soothe their aches and pains. (Reminder that actual wounds require medical attention.) (it’s good for your skin too ✨)

Nalia Wanjala from the Aeolus Cabin has made a full recovery after accidentally coming into contact with centaur blood while working with the Hecate Cabin on potions.

Game Winnings:

The Ares Cabin, in an absolute upset, has beaten the Athena Cabin in the camp's mock battle. (It was all thanks to Ajax 🥰) (We know you’re a little biased because you’re dating him. It was all of them, though…)

The Nike Cabin and Tyche Cabins went face to face in a volleyball tournament, which ended up in a tie after both team captains ended up with sprained ankles and bloody noses.

The Aeolus Cabin won the Color Blast game! They win extra desserts for a week, and exemption from cabin inspections for two weeks! Congrats!

The Phobos and Deimos cabins teamed up to overtake the Hermes cabin in a forest-wide scavenger hunt put together by the Demeter Cabin.

Upcoming Events:

SUNDAY:

"Sirens, Harpies, and Sea Monsters" hosted by the Poseidon Cabin, Sunday Morning at the Beach.

"How to Survive a Hellhound Attack" hosted by the Athena Cabin, Sunday Morning in the Big House. (As a survivor of a hellhound attack, u actually recommend this.)

"Demigod Introduction: Beginner's Questing" hosted by the Hermes and Demeter Cabins, Sunday afternoon in the Amphitheater. (Good luck dealing with Travis, Katie....)

"Field Medic 101: Basics for New Demigods" hosted by the Apollo Cabin, Sunday Afternoon in the Clinic. (I feel like this should be mandatory...)

"Ghouls and Ghosts: Underworld Introduction for Mummies" hosted by the Hades and Hecate Cabins, Sunday Night in the Cabin Green.

MONDAY:

"Animal Handling: Do's and Dont's" hosted by the Demeter Cabin, Monday Morning at the Stables.

"Let's Make Music!" hosted by the Apollo and Dionysus Cabins, Monday Morning in the Cabin Green. (Be prepared to get woken up by bad music…) (It’s really not that bad.)

"Greek Gods: Primordial Gods and Goddesses" Hosted by the Athena and Zeus Cabins, Monday Afternoon in the Amphitheater.

"How Well Do You Know Mythology? A Trivia Panel" hosted by the Clio, Calliope, and Thalia cabins, Monday Afternoon in the Big House. (For reference, there’s a big rivalry between the Athena and Hypnos Cabins. Apparently Hypnos campers have REALLY good memories)

"Monster Weaknesses" hosted by the Nemesis Cabin, Monday Evening in the Big House.

TUESDAY:

"DIY Workshop: Spearheads and Spears" hosted by the Hephaestus Cabin, Tuesday Morning in the Forges.

"'What is a Prophecy?' Questing Tips and Tricks" hosted by the Hebe and Aletheia Cabins, Tuesday Morning in the Big House.

"'So, You're a Demigod?' An Informational Panel" hosted by the Athena Cabin, Tuesday Afternoon in the Amphitheater.

"Combat Training: How to Hold Your Own Against Another Demigod" hosted by the Ares Cabin, Tuesday Afternoon in the Arena.

"Camp-Wide Social Banquet" hosted by Mr. D and Chiron, Tuesday Evening and Night in the Dining Pavilion.

WEDNESDAY:

"How to Style Camp Orange" hosted by the Aphrodite Cabin, Wednesday Morning in the Aphrodite Cabin. (As an avid lover of the color Orange, I recommend it.)

"Chasing Rainbows: Oil Pastels" hosted by the Iris Cabin, Wednesday Afternoon in the Arts and Crafts Cabin.

"Poison vs. Non-Poisonous Plants" hosted by the Demeter Cabin, Wednesday Afternoon in the Woods.

"Faux-Lympus: 12 Labors of Heracles" hosted by the Apollo and Dionysus Cabins, Wednesday Night at the Amphitheater. (Spoiler, he dies in the end. Kind of.)

THURSDAY:

"DIY Workshop: Swords" hosted by the Hephaestus Cabin, Thursday Night at the Forges.

"Everyday Enchantments" hosted by the Hecate Cabin, Thursday Afternoon in the Amphitheater. (This is the second time they're hosting it because some of these enchantments are actually really useful.)

"Camp News Room Re-Opening" hosted by the CHB News Team, Thursday Evening in the Camp News Room. (After two weeks of it being out of commission due to an absolutely preventable fire...)

FRIDAY:

"Demigods for Dummies" hosted by the Hermes cabin, Friday Morning at the Arena.

"Faux-Lympus: Orpheus and Eurydice" hosted by the Apollo and Dionysus Cabins, Friday Afternoon in the Amphitheater.

"Camp Sing-Along" hosted by the Apollo and Iris Cabins, Friday Night in the Cabin Green.

Camp Gossip:

Valentine Merriweather from the Aphrodite Cabin has changed his hair... again. This is the fifth time this month. (It’s because I’m indecisive, but also because I look good with it.)

Myra Mubarak (Aether Cabin) and Elise Bauer (Hebe Cabin) have announced that they're dating! How cute!

Rumor says that the Dionysus Cabin has been harboring a mountain lion cub, and Mr. D refuses to comment on it.

A prank meant for the Boreas Cabin was foiled when someone from the Hermes Cabin slipped and fell, spilling bright orange paint all over themselves. (Aside from paint in their eyes, I assume they're alright. I'm still cleaning orange paint off of things in the Clinic...)

Chiron has been seen carrying an unknown camper on his back last night. We assume they're an unclaimed new camper, but they seemed quite young. We'll keep you all updated!

Weekly Question:

What would be your signature scent if you were turned into perfume or soap?

Last Week's Question:

"What is your all time favorite joke or pun?"

Camper Answers:

"The gods' parenting skills" - Anon Apollo Camper

"A horse walks into a bar, orders a bucket of oats and water, looking sad. The bartender, cleaning a glass with a rag asks the hose, 'Why the long face?'" - Anonymous

A special thanks to Will Solace and Valentine Merriweather for helping us with the news!

[kunoiashifts]

·˚ ༘ ~ ᴀɴᴀʟʏᴢᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴀꜰꜰɪʀᴍᴀᴛɪᴏɴꜱ! ~ ·˚ ༘

✧ I was literally in the biggest slump yesterday it's not even funny but i'm feeling a lot better now! 🥹 I just. wanted to shift. SO BAD. SPEAKING OF WHICH!

✧ idk if anyone has thought of this before, but I made up this exercise(?) or whatever (i'm not sure what to call it HELP) during math class bc I was bored and I wanted to do smth in regards to my shifting journey.

✧ I like to write in a shifting journal everyday, so this time I was like "I don't know if I should keep using affirmations." but I was also like WELL I DO wanna use them for revision... so I thought of the idea to ANALYZE MY AFFIRMATIONS! because tbh, I have this limiting belief that my affirmations won't necessarily mean the same to my subconscious (even though they will if you believe it!) which is why I initially wanted to avoid them altogether.

✧ so basically what I did first was write down the affirmation I was using. for me, I have been trying to use imagination to shift for the past week, so i've been using the affirmation: "I shift instantly through imagination."

✧ THEN, I defined each word of that affirmation. for example:

I = Me, my consciousness, and my inner self.

Shift = The shift of my awareness into a reality.

Instantly = Within seconds with zero resistance.

Through = Using something.

Imagination = Thinking of something using your senses without pressure, with the idea that what is being thought of is real. (Or the 4D/true reality but I don't like the 3D/4D terms for me.)

✧ I tried to define them myself with how I felt about each word. I feel like going by how you actually think of each word really helps because it can pinpoint how that affirmation will work for you!

✧ the last thing I did was combine each definition!

My consciousness shifts its awareness into a new reality within seconds with zero resistance by thinking of a reality with the idea that it's real.

✧ I TRIED WORDING IT BETTER BUT HOPEFULLY YOU GET THE POINT

✧ basically it's like creating a bigger affirmation for your affirmation! obviously you don't have to use the longer version HAHAH i just thought it would help if people could actually SEE what they're affirming and what it means to them!

✧ you could use this with negative thoughts, too! "i can't shift" = "my consciousness is unable to shift it's awareness to another reality" etc. etc. it can give you an idea of what you're actually saying to yourself and why it's not good 😞

✧ LIKE, IT'S NOT THAT INTRICATE, BUT IT FEELS LIKE IT HELPED ME A LOTTT! I feel like it can also help people make up their own affirmations! :D but even then, words are just words and they can mean whatever you want them to, like I could literally say shoelaces and it could mean I shift on command HELPP but this is for people like me that enjoy using affirmations that say what's wanted!

✧ I REALLY HOPE THIS HELPS!! NOW GO AFFIRM AND SHIFT!

- ʟᴏᴠᴇ, ɴᴏɪᴀ

[study-diaries]

What to do during breaks? (as in no school)

In terms of preparing for the next semester or year…

Hey Anon! :D

How To Productively Use Time During Breaks For Preparing

These are some tips that I've used after experimenting with a lot of things

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Not More Than 2–3 Hours

I recommend this because you have a high possibility of burning out during school weeks if you even study during breaks. So, this is why just three hours is more than enough. Spend your time enjoying too.

Concentrate On Basics

This is one of the best ways to spend your breaks. If you're weak in a particular subject [Mine was Accounts], I spent my summer and my term breaks strengthening my accounting basics.

It helped so much when school started because everyone was trying to catch up on the advanced topics, but I could straightaway start with the year's materials. So, build your basics or revise that year's topics. Most of the subjects are just built in layers. So if you learn something in junior year, then it will likely appear in senior year but a bit more advanced.

Watch Concept Videos [Basics or Coming Term/Semester]

You could go through the syllabus for the next term or year and, based on that, watch videos related to that on YouTube. You can first go through the coming year's topics, and then you can decide if you're confident with new topics or if you still haven't figured out the basics. But these really help.

Prepare Cheat Sheets In Advance

If you get your hands on the coming year's textbook, then go through the chapters and write all the formulas or theorems [Shorten them]. Those are your cheat sheets for the whole term/year. Great for revision. You can even start practicing with this, but it's good to have these cheat sheets.

Complete Language Papers

I had two languages all throughout high school. And this trick always worked for me. A week before school starts, I'd literally sit and complete reading through my English and Arabic textbooks. I didn't do the exercises, but I completed all the lessons and sometimes even had short notes of the story ready. It doesn't take much time to complete your language syllabus. I always recommend this.

Tackle Your Grammar

Take it a step further [if you want] and revise or learn new grammar topics. I say this because, honestly, grammar takes some time to soak in, so by the time school starts, you'll have confidence with your language papers. Which honestly makes your work easier in the long run.

Improve Math [If You Have A Number Based Paper]

If you have any paper that is number-based, then work on your mental math. Practice with it. It helps during exams and saves a lot of time. Literally. Especially if you're not allowed to use a calculator. Memorize the square and cube roots from 1 to 10. Or anything else that matters.

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Do take time to rest because, honestly, this is the time you'll get to rest. So, enjoy too xD

Other than that, I hope this helps you :)