#listen to dice shame

[warlordfelwinter]

hearing rob say he used to transcribe his game notes into in-character notes for jack as a way to play in between games makes me feel so seen

[stuff-and-such-art]

hey soooo dice shame?? ever heard of it???? it’s really fucking good is the thing and there’s almost nothing in the tag and I’m nowhere but tumblr so like, get with the program people. It’s weird to be so into something that doesn’t have a wiki.

I drew Jack with a raven during the whole imp arc thing and now he doesn’t have it and I feel 😑 but whatever I’m keeping it and yeah I’ve never seen him use a lightning spell but whatever it’s cool. Orc splitter and Doran are really funny together. Red is one of my favorites but I don’t know how to draw him yet and Craeloft my poor buddy just can’t leave his past behind him 😥

ID:

[ID: 4 digital drawings and paintings in different styles.

The first image shows Jack in a painterly style with black lines on top of the painting to show details. He is a half-elf with white skin and orange hair wearing a blue robe with gold highlights. He is conjuring lightning which connects between his fingertips. Raven flies behind his right shoulder. He looks mildly angry. The background is a rough gradient of cyan to dark gray.

The second image shows Doran kissing his axe in a cartoony style with flat colors and thick black lines. Doran is a dwarf with tan skin, brown-red hair, and red clothes with chainmail underneath, pauldrons, and a large belt. He is holding a chipped and well used battle axe that is covered in blood. He kisses the blade in a cartoonish fashion. He is covered in blood. The background is pink.

The third image shows Red holding a bow and arrow and smiling while looking to his right. He is depicted in a loose painterly style with rough brushstrokes and black lines on top for detail. Red is a tabaxi fox creature with orange fur, a snout, claws, and clipped ears with earrings. He is wearing a simple leather vest, a green hood, a tan belt, and arm protectors. The background is a gradient of light gray to dark gray.

The fourth image shows Craeloft looking upwards towards a light source while a skeletal figure stands behind him whispering in his ear. He is depicted in a smooth painterly style with black lines over-top for detail. He is a black human man with a tiny bit of hair but is mostly bald. He is wearing a green cloak with gold clasps that have a scale on them, silver armor and pauldrons, some leather straps, and some blue under-armor. The skeletal figure behind him is translucent and a little bit radiant and depicted mostly in cyan. The background is a purple gradient. End ID.]

[merry-the-cookie]

also i can finally look at tumblr lol i didnt wanna get spoiled on the show and setlist and ykno what im super glad i wasnt

excited and also ScaredTM to see soundcheck this weekend

[phantomcat94]

O ho ho, what do mine eyes behold in the notes of thine post?

I see you in those tags, I'd love to have you at one of my virtual tables some time! I felt SEEN during Eddie Munson's DMing scenes, I feel like you'd enjoy yourself at my table. I am a fair, if not a silly God King

You’re on, Beefy my Bruh.

And I’m answering publicly so the good people of my kingdom (re: my mutuals whom I love and adore) can bear witness to your promises, and whatever unfolds from them

You’ve thrown the challenge, good sir king, now don thine armor and prepare for battle!

[cappurrccino]

a million other things I could read, but I think it's hound of the baskervilles time...

[knifemartin]

listening to Dice Shame podcast and the swell of affection when they mention they're starting up Malevolent podcast soon 🥰🥰

[kalgalen]

I love how red and jack are the ones that argue the most but also they hugged like three times already 🥺🥺

[digitalis-obscura]

have been too busy the last few days to listen to podded casts and i’m very sad about it

[tea-cuz-why-not]

*projects onto a character so hard they become canonically asexual*

[the-human-sharpie]

GOD i need to catch up on dice shame pod

[warlordfelwinter]

i had like a really normal day where i opened tumblr after work to check my notifs and found that my favorite dnd podcast had followed me (hi @diceshamepodcast)

i'm not sure i've ever actually drawn podcast fanart before but here's a real quick and dirty attempt at a Jack because i felt like i had to do something. i dearly love all the characters in this show but i have a real soft spot for wizards. and archaeologists. and golden retrievers wearing boots.

anyway everyone go listen to dice shame

[driaswrld]

city boys! — gojo satoru and geto suguru.

wc : 1.4k

summary : you go grocery shopping with satoru and suguru and they're just idiots tbvh (gn! reader)

part of : the star paradox collection.

notes : i have shamelessly brought my calculator to a kfc drive thru and yes i do it at the grocery store bcus i have dyscalculia math sucks don't @ me. also i have so much satosugu brainrot i can't breathe. yay to the satoru themed era of the blog :))

other : this can be read as platonic or poly just however you wanna see it! (like three curse words i think - mentions of cunnilingus) I SWEAR ITS NOT WHAT U THINK

current casette : city boys - burna boy

There’s something about summer that makes Satoru and Suguru hang off your shoulders more than they ought to. In the most mundane situations too.

“—and it’s not even that serious!” Satoru groans, dragging his feet on the floor, reluctantly marching behind where you’re pushing the trolley. “Who cares what kind of curry it is? Curry is curry.” He reasons with a huff.

Suguru nudges you in the middle of the supermarket aisle from time to time, pointing out things you usually buy, brands you usually prefer over most, and you grab whatever you find remotely necessary and toss in the cart, both of you collectively ignoring Satoru’s whines.

“C’monnn… Listen to me!”

You pick up a can of diced pineapple and look at Suguru. “Nah, that one’s too sour,” he murmurs and you put it back instantly. Afterall, Suguru’s the best taste tester you could ever ask for. Satoru just scarfs down everything in a forty mile radius.

“The design on the can was pretty though, ‘s a shame.” You sigh.

Satoru’s groans fall on deaf ears.

You turn a corner and head into the fruit aisle. Suguru’s eyes flick to something over your head and his steps falter for a moment. While you’re pushing the trolley ahead, a soft smack! noise comes from behind you and before you can turn your head—

“No! I wanted the other one—”

“This one’s better—”

You ignore them, albeit barely with all the commotion both boys are causing in the supermarket. Leaning over an array of cherries on display, you hum to yourself, carefully picking the pretty ones to add to the cart, perusing at the other assortment of fruit and if even possible, Satoru and Suguru’s bickering gets louder.

“That tastes like shit—” “You look like shit—”

“You kiss your mom with that mouth?”

“You eat pussy with that mouth?”

You strain your head forward as an old lady strolls past, her eyes a little wide and eyebrows knitted with a look of utter shock and you shrink. With a stiff, humorless giggle you turn your back to her, suddenly finding a bunch of grapes oddly interesting.

Embarrassing.

And when you breathe a breath of relief as the old lady passes by, Satoru swings his arm over your shoulder, pouting. “Suguru’s a dumbass—” He’s cut off by a smack to the back of his head, and despite yourself you can’t help but laugh a little.

“Will you two just behave and,” you shift out of Satoru’s hold to take the mini package of ridiculously sweet m&m infused rice krispies he has in his other hand.

You toss it into the cart. “—help me pick some stuff for my fruit salad?” Satoru shrugs with a sigh, he hates shopping. It’s so boring—

You laugh and pull up the list you typed up on your phone : Raspberries, check. Kiwi, check. Watermelon, check. Grapes…

“What else do you need?” Suguru asks, and he sidesteps Satoru, leaning casually on the trolley, one foot pushing it forward and backward as you look through the fruits. “Grapes—” you murmur, suddenly feeling indecisive as you look through the different bunches. Green or Purple. Purple or Green.

Satoru pushes his sunglasses down to the curve of his nose. “Green, ‘s prettier,” he says and you turn to grab a bunch of the green grapes as Suguru straightens his body, pretending to look over your shoulder as he sneakily drops a package of plain marshmallow rice krispies into the cart. “Yeah, green would make it look way more appealing, wouldn’t it?” You whisper to yourself.

“I saw that—” Satoru begins to say.

“Purple’s better, healthier than the green ones.” Suguru says with a straight face. Behind your back he flips Satoru off.

You shrug your shoulders and grab a small bunch of both. If anything, it’ll be shared well between you and Shoko in the bentos you make. Hopefully she appreciates the struggle.

Sliding your phone unlocked, you glance at the list again as you step off. Grapes, check. Suguru pushes the trolley, following close behind you as Satoru trudges behind him. “Wait—” You halt immediately, and Suguru has to steer the trolley left so he doesn’t run into you, but Satoru steps on the back of Suguru's shoes, and looks away with a bashful whistle.

“Other aisle, we need to turn around.” You say, sliding your phone back into your back pocket. Canned Pineapples. You forgot you put back the last one. “How many damn aisles are there?” Satoru mumbles as you turn and make a beeline for the next corner, going back where the three of you came. Suguru chuckles.

Kneeling, you grab the canned pineapples opposite to the ones Suguru said were sour. Hopefully that much distance in the store is enough of a difference between the two brands.

You check the list one more time. Pineapples, check.

“Right, that should be it.” You mumble and both boys internally celebrate — well, Satoru makes a show of letting out a long dramatic sigh of relief while Suguru nods.

Taking a look into the cart, Satoru pettily moves his package of rice krispies on the other side of the cart, away from Suguru’s and when Suguru looks at him incredulously, he sticks a tongue out, “Your flavor’s trash.”

Suguru rolls his eyes and is about to push the trolley forward to run him over when he sees you pull out a scientific calculator from your tote.

A scientific calculator. The same one you use for school. “The fu—” Satoru is about to say, and Suguru glances at him, both of them trying to at least read each other’s minds about what the hell is going on.

You however, are so hyper focused on your little task, pushing the buttons of your calculator, tongue poking the inside of your cheek. Satoru and Suguru watch you for all of two minutes. One minute spent with expressions morphing from confused, to even more confused, to utterly amused. The second minute spent snickering quietly and snapping silent pictures for the groupchat.

“Huh, I went over a little.” You hum and though they haven’t wiped the sheer amusement off their faces, they both find themselves intrigued. “By how much?” Suguru asks, quickly sending off the pictures to the groupchat.

“Seven hundred yen.” You reply as you step forward to peer into the cart, willing and ready to discard one unnecessary item to drop the price.

Three of your phones chime. Satoru checks his own notification.

[Gojo Fanclub]

Nanaminn <3 : who added me to this???

Nanaminn <3 : delete my number gojo.

“Bet it’s the curry.” Satoru mumbles absentmindedly, typing at his phone screen. “The curry’s like—” he pauses, shoves his phone in his hoodie pocket and counts silently on his fingers. “A thousand yen or something — they must’ve put the god of curry in there or something.”

“It’s not the curry,” you reason scouring the cart for any discrepancies. And there’s quite a few of them. Including but not limited to some Sakura tarts, sour candies, an extra package of rice krispies—

“The curry powder we picked is five hundred yen, it’s not the curry.” Suguru shrugs, and Satoru leans against one of the shelves of seasoning, letting out a quiet sneeze.

“Bless you— I need to recheck these.” The calculator comes out again as you murmur to yourself, the click clacking of the buttons drowning out your own thoughts.

“I’m just saying— maybe it was the rice krispie Suguru snuck into the cart—” Satoru mumbles, all while he bends his body at the end of the aisle, reaching blindly around to the shelves on the other side.

“You put one in, I was only balancing the trolley weight.” Suguru interrupts, and he turns his head away when you look up from your calculator at him accusingly.

“See?” Satoru grins, almost victoriously as he grasps a package of baumkuchen, wheeling his hand back as he sidesteps Suguru, moving to slide the pastry into the trolley. “Who knows what else’ll just drop into the cart?” And your calculator is forgotten as you snatch the pastry from Satoru’s hand. “Nothing else is dropping into the cart—”

But something else catches your attention as you’re about to scold him.

Two bright green bags, hidden at the bottom of the cart, stuffed under the packaging of Sakura tarts.

“Who the hell put Kenpi chips in here?”

Satoru and Suguru both freeze, and suddenly their accusing fingers are pointed at each other. But instead of scolding them like they expect—

“Should’ve at least put one for me.”

You're never going to the grocery store with them again.

Bonus :

“Satoru’s paying for the extra snacks—”

“Not fair! Suguru shouldn’t get to just stuff his face—”

“Only two of those snacks are mine. Two. Out of ten.”

A notification sounds on the three of your phones.

[Gojo Fanclub]

Nanaminn <3 : is that my calculator that you borrowed???

@todorokies gets the privilege tag cs i told knives ab this first😭

[angelrari]

gossip girl · pt. x

based on the tv series gossip girl

max verstappen / charles leclerc x socialité!reader

fc: elsa hosk (y/n) · taylor hill (léa) · barbara palvin (jolie)

a/n: hi! thank you for the feedback and all of the support. here's a new part for you, i hope you enojoy it! 🤍

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for the past weeks max had been keeping in contact with you. the different timezones were not easy to deal with, but max would wait until late to call you, killing time until you woke up on the other side of the world and, when he finally heard your voice, he would listen as you complained about work, how jolie (once again) was stealing your clothes or the hard time you were having trying to find an apartment in monaco to rent. he would also tell you everything about his day, the city he was staying in and the gossip going around the paddock. and for the first time you missed him.

after the brasil gp, max had traveled all the way back to monaco to be with you for a couple of days and then travel to las vegas together. three months ago you would have never imagined this. you spent all the free time you had with max, but somehow you still craved more. and, you knew, he did too.

now you were on your way to vegas, resting your head on max's shoulder as he looked out the jet window and his hand carefully caressed your hair. his heartbeat sounds, that you were now getting used to hearing, were soothing you.

"are you coming to the opening ceremony?".

"of course". you said. "and afterwards i have to attend to the welcome party, but you're skipping it, right?".

"yeah, but i'll drive you there". he said. you looked at him and his blue eyes quickly starred into yours.

"you know you don't have to, right?".

"i know, but i want to".

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the sound of steve aoki's set was louder as you came closer to the track, were the show was being held. max, who was ready (at least physically) for his apperance at las vegas grand prix opening ceremony, was holding your hand tightly as he followed some of his team members.

a remix of all of me by john legend started playing and you could not stop yourself from singing the lyrics. max could not stop smiling as he watched you enjoy the show. he loved the way how his red bull jacket looked you, how your eyes shined so brightly that put the neon lights of las vegas to shame and how the world stopped every time you smiled. and then he realized how he would not mind to go through all this shitshow once again if you were by his side.

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1:17 am. the cold weather sneaked inside your clothes making your body react at the freezing sensation. the welcome party had gone well, you had met the people your father asked you to, took a few pictures to post on social media and finished way earlier than you thought. but now you were standing outside the venue, cursing under your breath because, after fifteen minutes of waiting, you just could not find a damn uber.

"need a ride?". you heard from behind you and your heart skipped a beat. quickly you turned around and let out a huff when you saw charles, who had a grin on his face after seeing your reaction.

"fuck". you swore. "you scared me you idiot, i thought you were a creep".

"that's not what you should say to the prince charming who's gonna rescue you". he said and you rolled your eyes at his words. "but i guess i'll make an exception and ignore all the curse words you have just said".

"it's the least you could do after i had to deal with you for four years". you teased him.

"don't push it or i'll leave you here".

"oh, you know you can't". you said as he unlocked the doors of the black ferrari in front of you.

"get in, baby".

charles was never a reckless driver, at least not when you were inside the car next to him. on every stop light, he would check on you, resting his left hand on the gear shift instead of your leg like he used to do years ago.

"god, i am so tired i'm literally gonna pass out before we get to the hotel".

"is the jet lag kicking you? you arrived yesterday right?".

"yeah, plus i couldn't sleep well last night". you explained as you rubbed your eyes. "you didn't go back to monaco after brasil, did you?".

"no, i've been staying in la. i was invited to a lakers match, well, actually, léa was invited too, but anyway-, i decided to stay there and met a few friends that i can't see very often".

"that sounds nice". you said as you looked at him. "have you heard from her?".

"léa? no. i think she has given up on me". he replied as he starred at the road ahead.

"why would you say that?".

"it's difficult to explain, but i don't think i am in love with her". he stated. "i have dated a few girls after we broke up, you already know that, but the thing is i have been struggling to find someone who makes me feel something. i thought that with léa everything would be different, but it wasn't. at the begging it felt like a love story, we knew each other since ages ago, we met after years, had a connection. and, fuck, i know i shouldn't say this, but when you came back was when i realized i just didn't care about léa, at least not the way i do about you".

"charles-".

"and i know it's wrong, i'm very aware, but it's the truth and i'm done pretending". he stopped the car at the red light and looked at you. "it's hard to know that the person i've searched for all these years is you, it's hard to ignore the way i feel whenever you are around and it's hard to watch you fall in love with somebody else".

"i-".

"i know you said you two weren't a thing, but i saw you in the paddock tonight, you were singing while you held his hand and max could not look away from you. and i hated every second of it because now i know it is way too late".

"i am sorry". you said. "i didn't know you felt this way".

"i am sorry too". and that was the moment you knew that, no matter how much time had passed, your heart still had a spot for your first love.

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[cappurrccino]

ep 143 of dice shame continues to be the best episode of dnd ever

it's got drama, it's got romance, it's got a wedding, it's got a ghost, it's got th-heeeeee best npc in the world, it's got a mystery box, it's got literally everything you could ever want from a dnd sesh

[konigsblog]

gaz is 100000% a car sex guy. nothing gets him going more than thinking about you fucking in the backseat of his expensive cars, parked in the early evening parking lot, where the one sided glass makes sure that you can see the people passing by but they can’t see you. the humiliation that he puts you through just to put on a show for everyone to see.

you thought that was it for his exhibition kink but it got even more elaborate as started to stream you two having sex, started with a closed event and ended up just listening to the chat humiliate and torture you, spanking your ass raw as it’s shown for the world to see. then seeing how many dice can fit into your pussy…

even worst when he takes away your pantie privileges and makes you wear the special ones instead…the ones that buzz wildly against your clit as your slick gathers in a puddle on the wooden bench outside…

gaz fucking you doggy style on the hood of his car…gaz tying you up in the back of his trunk, opening it to fuck you then closing it back…. hmmm

sorry for this and the previous asks. i always miss when you turn on ur asks 😭 it’s what i get for being eepy

cw: non consensual recording

gaz being so horribly cruel is such a brainrot. :( ☀️

car sex is 100% a gaz thing to do. he enjoys the sight of your humiliation, when it's visible on your face as he's fucking you. watching the people walk by, unaware they couldn't see you was nerve-racking. you tried to convince kyle to be quick and get it over and done with, but he had you moaning like a filthy dog in heat within minutes. panting and whining as he wrapped a large, strong hand around your nape, holding your head down against the car seat, your head tilted back to watch the window.

his exhibition kink is so wild. he definitely has a thing for recording and shaming you. especially when others are able to see the gross, sexual things he's doing to you. gaz will eat you out, forcing you to stream and pretend like there's nothing wrong. but you're so weak, you fail so easily, and soon enough, people are tweeting about your stream, the chat either shocked or degrading you for your filthy behaviour.

“let them see, dove--tilt the camera down.”

he'd fuck you in the back of his car for sure, his phone out and recording. he'd somehow manage to tie you ankles to the car, sliding into your slicken hole while you moan out, breathless and oblivious the camera recording your cunt. and you're so embarrassed, a strong feeling of shame and guilt tightening your core when you realise he's recording. and when it only makes you wetter, you begin to weep quietly, clenching and pulsating around him.

another thing gaz likes to do is revoke your privileges. such as, your panties for example. he may either strip you bare, collar you — or put a vibrator in your panties and tie your wrists behind your back, binding them together while he watches, controlling the sensitivity while you cry softly, moaning like a whore. :((

[kalgalen]

not me on Twitter losing my gourd over the dynamic between red & jack