Over the course of the game, roll a d20 every so often.
This measures the progress of a different, unmentioned party of adventurers who are on their own quest to stop an unrelated threat to the entire mortal world.
If you get a one they fuck up and die so the world abruptly ends with no warning.
6K notes
·
View notes
This is a reminder to leave your whumpee absolutely ruined.
Leave them shaking like a leaf, hardly able to draw a breath.
Leave them covered in so many bruises they can barely move without wincing.
Leave them absolutely blanketed in scars that will never fade.
Leave them rocking back and forth, tears streaming down their face in the midst of a panic attack.
Leave them unable to be near another person without eyeing them warily and flinching every time they move.
Leave them so out of it they can’t see, can’t hear, can’t speak, can’t move, can’t think.
Leave them stumbling and tripping over their own feet, scrambling to get back up each time as they try to escape.
Leave them struggling against the encroaching darkness as they bleed out.
Leave them half-drowned, soaked to the bone, clothes clinging to them as they sputter and gasp on the floor.
Leave them shivering, teeth chattering, trying to rub warmth back into their body.
Leave them delirious with fever, head lolling, eyes unfocused, covered in a thin sheen of sweat.
Leave them begging for mercy, promising to do anything just to make it stop.
Leave them exhausted, barely able to keep their eyes open let alone put one foot in front of the other.
Leave them so broken they can’t bring themself to care about anyone or anything.
Leave them a blubbering mess, stumbling over their words trying to say the right thing to please whumper.
Leave them so mortified by everything that’s happened to them that they don’t even want to be found anymore because they don’t want people to know.
2K notes
·
View notes
Previous // Next
HELP!
Robin’s eyes shot open as his breath suddenly caught in his throat, causing him to choke violently. He knew what a panic attack felt like, but this wasn’t it-.. it felt as though someone had thrust him into an ice-cold bath and forcibly held his head beneath the surface until he was forced to inhale, his limbs too tired to claw himself free of his invisible assailant.
…
[Levi gasped and spluttered as Robin grabbed a hold of his waist and yanked him above the surface, his frantic flailing threatening to sink them both if he didn’t calm down]
Robin: It’s okay, I’ve got you!
[Robin fought to control his own breathing as Levi gasped and heaved beside him, coughing up lungfuls of pool water between shuddering breaths]
Robin: Are you alright?
[Levi shook his head, covering his face with shame as he began to sob]
Robin: C’mon, the office can call your paren-…
Levi: [hoarsely] NO!
[Robin paused as Levi struggled to catch his breath]
Levi: I d-don’t want them to k-know!
Robin: Okay, uh-…
Jude: Hey! Why’d you run off like that?
Juniper: Oh-.. what happened?!
[Robin faltered as he looked up at his cousin, unsure how to explain his sudden departure]
Robin: Can you ask the office to call mom n’ dad? Just tell ‘em I freaked out or something, they’ll come get me.
Juniper: Okay-.. let’s go!
[Jude barely got a word out before Juniper dragged him toward the hall, leaving Jacob scratching his head]
Jacob: Shouldn’t we be calling his parents?
[Robin shrugged loosely and avoided Jacob’s gaze, not wanting to discuss the fact that their classmate was frightened of his parents’ apathy, rage, or both]
165 notes
·
View notes
Listen, if I got a dollar every time I went completely feral over a sweet angel man called Pete falling for a pathetic bitch with a bunch of daddy issues, I would have two dollars, which isn't a lot but it's still weird it happened to me twice.
201 notes
·
View notes
★— creepypasta headcanons bcs I'm bored :3
made this with my bsf (he has no idea what creepypasta is)
TW!!! : mentions of alcohol, abuse, mentions of murder (ofc), smoking, organ eating (basically cannibalism), TELL ME IF I MISSED MORE !!
Jeff The Killer :
a bit abusive and possessive
ANGER ISSUES ANGER ISSUES ANGER ISSUES ANGER ISSUES ANGER ISSUES ANGERISSUES
his room is an absolute mess, a yellow stained matress, monster cans in the corner of his room n everything
absolutely REFUSES to buy a new knife, he thinks he doesn't need a new one
probably smells like gas
instead of him blinking (he can't because bro has no eyelids) he rolls is eyes back :3
Ben Drowned :
ABSOLUTELY FUCKING STINKS due to how he stays in his room all day
his computer is both fast and slow at the same time
only gets out of his room to eat (rarely eats since he's a ghost)
picks fights with jeff
had a invader zim phase
Ticci toby :
has a hard time sitting down lmao, he tried to sit properly but failed
his fingers are covered in bandages due to how he keeps biting his nails (i mean he can't feel pain so 🤷)
this man REEKS of marijuana and pine wood, no questions asked
he lets his anger out on killing people, which happens often
sharpens his hatchets once in a while :3
Eyeless Jack :
definitely smells like men's cologne or organs
he works out sometimes on weekends, I don't see how he doesn't
is a great cook but doesn't cook often, he prefers eating organs
his teeth are sharp, perfect for chewing organs :3
still good with first aid, patches up toby when his fingers bleed
note : i ran out of ideas lmao, anwyays first post !! ALL OF THESE ARE OOC(?) but happy advanced new year!! :33
251 notes
·
View notes
Standalone post of my doodles for @samhainian's AUs of sorts from this post which you should go read because oouuuuh,,,,,
There's a lot of possibilities with how either of these go, mostly depending on how honest Loop is upfront (or how caught red-handed they are, so to speak). Since... Well, the party is loving. That's the point of the story! They just learned this!
But. How do you even begin to explain this. Especially when you aren't fully over it yourself.
161 notes
·
View notes