#Call Back thread

[danwhobrowses]

Goodness this is like the third episode in a row begetting discourse among the cr fandom. For me this discourse has two perspectives where the division depends on whose perspective you're looking at;

For the armies it was 'We've been sent by the gods and are here to help you stop Predathos as we pla-wait, you're a vessel of Predathos? Isn't that just like Ludinus planned??' which yeah is valid from their perspective

For the Hells it was 'We just came out of 4 back-to-back battles with Ludinus and Predathos itself, we have a solution to save the gods but change the dynamic but we want to discuss it privately with the gods first and now you're trying to kill us!?' which is also valid

What puts me more on BH's side is that we have the context; BH are allowed to be terse when people try to kill them and fail, least of all allies who don't ask for an explanation before asking their god to come down and smite them. They're not villains because they snarked at the person who attempted to sic their god on them, and it's not as if Imogen sic'd Predathos on them in retaliation. Once again they are met with the thankless job and burden that they neither wanted or asked for, but was thrust upon them anyway. With all the times Bells Hells have been criticized for being aimless and indecisive it seems a little strange to criticize them now for being focused and decisive.

Could they have explained from the start? Maybe. Would it have caused a different reaction the moment they said Predathos is in Imogen? Probably not. I can't tell you why they didn't come out of the Cage and immediately explain because I'm not the players; perhaps they wanted to avoid the hysteria and conflict, perhaps they were drained from the fight and wanted to wrap up the episode, or perhaps it was just down to Bell's Hells, as with all CR campaign parties, being infamously bad at communicating, I don't know.

But it's times like these where it's worth reminding that this is a DnD show, nerdy-ass voice actors having fun, it can't always be clean and clear-cut storytelling every second. And sometimes as a fandom we need to take a step back so we don't get ourselves stuck, because we're probably making it deeper than it is and getting annoyed at each other over our interpretation of two groups from the same side getting annoyed at each other. Just, take a breath.

[pieflavoredartz]

(CLICKERRR FOR THATT QUALITY hehe)

shirahoshi aka my daughter, actually‼️‼️

hii this the og!! you lookin at the og this image is it btw HIII hehe

[verysmallcyborg]

Roevember Day 8: Meal

[ A rugged little journal sits atop the nightstand, it is akin to a diary of sorts. It’s wrapped in leather, not perfectly tanned but also not too shabby of a job, and the pages within are held together by a makeshift spine, some sort of sturdy fabric is weaved through the corners of them all. All of it indicates that it was crafted by hand. Many pages are stained in some way - tears, food, blood, sometimes a combination - wrinkled, or slightly ripped and torn. The handwriting is legible, but still a bit wobbly and messy, some pages worse than others. Here is one of the later pages... ] It's been weeks, hells, maybe even over a month. I don't know. I don't have the energy to keep track of time anymore. It's just been a while ever since... Ifrit. Guilt and what-if's actively gnaw at my brain, I could have helped her save them. Maybe the crew - her family - would still be here if I just did something, regardless if they were tempered. I thought she hated me with how I hadn't seen her for so long; not for meals, not for sleep, not even in the mornings. I would've understood. But I saw her today, and she did not scold or tell me to leave. I hastily prepped some roasted sweetfish and toast for us, for her. It ain't much, but... it's something. Ryss uttered such an exhausted, heartwrenching "Thank you." I missed her, and I had a long cry over it later that evening.

roevember prompt list ryssrael is @oneiroy's

[hyakunana]

✨💖 Winner gets desir———

[blcssom]

hiiiiiiii to celebrate finally getting my life together (rp life no one ask abt my work life) i decided i want more things so !!!! like this for a wishlist starter <3

i'll come to you for a muse or two, so i've put the ones i'm feeling under the cut -- or if we're mutuals and you have a particular ship/muse (who may or may not be on my main muse list!!) you wanna revisit, just lmk !!!

alden richter || 40 - retired boxer/gym owner (assassin au) / bisexual / theo james

beau greer || 32 - librarian/cam boy / bisexual / drew starkey

brianne barlowe || 30 - personal stylist / bisexual / sarah catherine hook

clover beckett || 27 - fitness instructor / bisexual / michelle randolph

damini somerset || 32 - matchmaker / bisexual / simone ashley

esther devlin || 34 - sex therapist / bisexual / willa fitzgerald

ethan greer || 29 - intimacy coordinator / bisexual / harris dickinson

felix beckett || 45 - mechanic/ex-con / heterosexual / ryan gosling

gemma curtis || 30 - etsy store owner (crafter) / bisexual / aimee lou wood

katherine taylor || 53 - publicist / bisexual / jennifer connelly

paloma rubino || 25 - professional cuddler / bisexual / maia reficco

roxanne evans || 26 - stage sound designer / homosexual / ruby cruz

seth barlowe || 35 - sports journalist / heterosexual / glen powell

travis bell || 30 - stuntman / bisexual / nick robinson

virginia brooks || 29 - scam artist (serial thief) / bisexual / margaret qualley

[giiyus]

//tw for hate speech, racism, antisemitism, homophobia, transphobia, and pedophila in the photos

MY STREAMER BRINGING IN THE RECEIPTS AND FACTS TO DESTROY KICKS ASS 🔥🔥🔥

[spidersins]

and if i told you angels muse is back full force...what then huh

[cruesuffix]

this ginger bitch~~

here a bunch of photos of pre motley mick i have in my arsenal. my favourite pilgrim looking guitarist.

[warrior-of-storms]

I drew people again :) Featuring baby Damian and little Rogue because I wanted to (also bc my sister told me to draw bby rogue and who am I to deny her?)

[starsvein]

A soft thud hit his cap before a small object bounced off it. Out of instinct, Veoc caught the item before it hit the ground and saw, to his surprise, that it was a tiny sculpture of a humanoid female with wings.

It was also cold to the touch, like ice—but showed no signs of melting in his palm.

He looked up again, seeing only a canopy of trees. Where had this thing come from?

The next second, a large shadow obscured his vision as a winged figure flew by overhead.

@anghexescu

[vee-is-a-clown]

Lance needed to sew something and Keith needed a jacket that covers his entire torso.

[steelxheartx]

open starter !! (@palmviewstarters) || location: seaglass hospital

the steady rhythm of beeping monitors and the faint scent of antiseptic had long since faded into background noise for dalia castellanos. the walls of seaglass hospital—cool-toned and clinical—were as familiar to her as the lines on her own palms. she moved through the halls with purpose, white coat draped loosely over her scrubs, clipboard in hand as she skimmed over the notes from her last patient. outside, the sun had already begun its slow descent, casting golden light through the large windows that lined the corridor, a sharp contrast to the artificial fluorescence of the hospital. she had been on shift for — what, twelve hours now? maybe more. the exhaustion tugged at the edges of her mind, but she was used to that. she had spent too many years learning how to function on fumes, too many nights running on caffeine and sheer force of will. besides, the work didn’t wait for her to be well-rested. people didn’t stop needing her just because she was tired. turning a corner, she caught sight of a few nurses gathered near the nurse’s station, their conversation hushed but punctuated with quiet laughter. for a brief moment, she envied them — envied the ease of their camaraderie, the way they seemed to find lightness even in a place like this. she could have joined them, could have slipped into the conversation with some dry remark that would’ve made them laugh. but she didn’t. instead, she kept walking, kept moving forward. her next patient was waiting. pushing open the door to one of the exam rooms, she stepped inside, her expression settling into something neutral, professional. a carefully curated balance of warmth and efficiency. "all right," she said, glancing at the person in front of her before flipping through their chart. "what are we dealing with today?"

[bentothuglife]

The culture clash between the rural can-crusher and the urban can-returner

[equalperson]

being the friend that's "too woke" fucking sucks because everyone else can talk about their political beliefs just fine, but the moment you say something, the conversation either dies or you get berated for it. god forbid you want to talk about any lesser-acknowledged type of discrimination (E.G. sanism, fatphobia, ageism, etc.)!!

[truethes]

something i wanna bring back for 2025 is writing longer threads on this blog. my other blog has a few and while they may take time, i always find pleasure in replying to them. in going deep into a plot while laying my muses thoughts / emotions / feelings even if you cant see it on their faces just yet.

i miss them tbh and just want more for my muses on here as well.

[grimowled]

Where is the Grimm? What are those, blood moons? Did they escape containment?

indeed, it's a whole new phase for stolas ... the BLOOD MOON phase.