#I still wanna play!! real dnd!!!!!!

[bacchuschucklefuck]

okay unironically I love so much that porter is like this world SUCKS its BAD here and it HURTS you why do you care abt it!!! and literally every single bad kid is like ngl we just hate ur ass it does not matter what ur philosophy is

[ohno-pleasure]

Oh boy oh boy I sure do hope Coworker decides he'd still like to hang out before DND tomorrow 💕

[blujayonthewing]

I'm really glad elyss came several years before melliwyk, because mel's alignment shift from chaotic neutral to chaotic good sometimes feels a little embarrassing in an 'I can't keep my own feelings to myself for the sake of committing to the bit' sort of way, but the counterpoint to that is that elyss, steadfastly true neutral, just simply Does Not Care about anyone other than her own loved ones or anything outside her own immediate interest no matter how much I sometimes wish she would

[wickedghxst]

i dont wanna [redacted] a outdated version again especially with a ~5+ hr download but i have Not been able to stop thinking abt bg3 -_-

[romantically-yours]

UPDATE:

IM PRETTY SURE WE HAVE A DATE THIS TUESDAY!!! NOT SURE IF ITS IN A GAY WAY OR NOT BUT IM SO EXCITED!!!

YALL A GIRL BOUGHT ME A DRINK YESTERDAY AND I GOT HER NUMBER!!!!

[steddieas-shegoes]

Request: smooth as butter Steve flirting with Eddie while the CC boys watch in shock as their ruthless Eddie turns red(?) and gets all blushy bc he doesn't know how to deal with this STEVE???? making it better:it happens during DND the one time Eddie gets Steve to play & the entire time Steve's human bard character flirting hardcore with Eddie via his NPC's (the kids aren't involved in this one just Steddie & Corroded Coffin boys)

MY LOVEEEEEEE!!!! Okay I have never played. I know. Hush, I know. My best friend wants me to so bad she bought me dice. And like, I probably will, but like Steve, my brain is trying to not only deal with math, but also just how involved it all is. I like games that take about half a brain cell. I'm also super bad at the flirting thing, in real life and when writing. I just cannot do it my friends. But I did my best here and I hope it isn't the worst😂 - Mickala ❤️

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He was doing this for Dustin.

He made a character sheet with Lucas, went over the basics, learned that maybe the math part wouldn’t be so bad.

And then he convinced Eddie to let him do a one shot with the Corroded Coffin guys so he could get a feel for it all without Dustin knowing.

He didn’t get that creative with his character according to Lucas, but he was also supportive and understanding that Steve wasn’t doing this as a regular thing.

Eddie explained to the guys that they needed to be patient, that Steve was genuinely trying to learn.

“Everyone was new once, so I don’t wanna hear anything from any of you about how annoying it is to have to take it so slow and explain everything. He’s trying to do a nice thing for Henderson and we’re going to be nice.”

Everyone groaned, but nodded in agreement.

“Are we talking about your crush on him yet, or is that still off the table?” Gareth had the gall to ask.

“There’s no crush to even have on the table,” Eddie said.

“Sure, dude.”

—--------------

Things were not going well.

Well, okay, they weren’t going bad.

It’s just that Lucas apparently explained to Steve that being in character was very important and Steve failed to mention that his character’s charisma was the highest possible option.

He shouldn’t be surprised by that.

Maybe he’s just surprised with all the blatant flirting.

The guys keep shooting him looks like they know that he’s struggling, that they can see that he is barely able to hold onto the power the DM usually has.

“The guard stops you, but he recognizes you. ‘You’re the one who stole the sword!’ he yells, catching the attention of the other guards. You panic because your party is still hiding in the bush with strict instructions not to be seen unless they draw their weapons on you. How will you respond?”

Steve smirked.

Not good. Run away. Get out, Munson, you’re fucked.

But he couldn’t leave.

He was the DM, and they were barely halfway done with what he had planned.

He had to see this through and he had to give Steve the best possible introduction to this game.

It was for Dustin.

“I’d probably have to insist that it wasn’t me he saw, but that I sure wish I’d seen him before. Maybe wink at him,” Steve said. “Actually, definitely wink at him.”

Steve looked at everyone else, smile silently asking for approval.

Everyone smirked at Eddie before giving him a thumbs up.

Traitors.

He’d be saying something later for sure.

“The guard is still suspicious, but waves the other guards off. He looks you over, circles you, decides to take your only weapon.”

“Not my only weapon. I still have plenty of time to distract him.”

Eddie squints at him, just as suspicious as the guard in their game.

“Roll for-”

“Persuasion, right?” Steve interrupted.

“Sure. Roll for persuasion, Stevie,” Eddie pretended not to be flustered at Steve remembering aspects of the game.

“18!” Steve yelled. “Plus the 13. So that’s…” he held his hand up while he thought about it. “31!”

Everyone at the table cheered except for Eddie.

He knew what was coming.

“I offer to let the guard check me for weapons in private if he’s still suspicious. I tell him it’s better to take all my clothes off where he can do something about it.”

Eddie hated what was happening.

He hated that he could feel how red his face was, and how much Steve was thriving off of putting Eddie off of his own game.

He hated the way the guys were all watching, literally holding their breath for Eddie’s reaction.

“The guard decides to lead you past the gate, but instead of taking you to the entrance to the castle, he leads you down a side road. It leads to a small cottage, and you start to worry that your party won’t find you.”

Steve doesn’t even hesitate.

“I let him lead me where he wants. I can take it.”

Eddie is going to die. Right here.

Steve knows what he’s doing, what he’s saying.

He knows what he is doing to Eddie.

And, okay, maybe they haven’t talked about it, maybe they’ve both been avoiding the very obvious tension between them for months. Maybe Eddie could have taken a chance any of the times they’ve been alone lately to finally talk about it.

Or maybe Steve would just keep flirting with him through this stupid game until Eddie couldn’t even do what he needed to do.

And everyone around them would just get to watch it unfold.

Jeff, his only friend at the moment, cleared his throat and decided to speak up.

“I think the rest of the party should follow. Just in case he needs backup. Guys?”

Thank God for Jeff.

It continues, the rest of the party finds a way to get past the guards, and Eddie admits to himself that he’s making it easier on purpose.

He wants, no, needs this game to end.

And he gets his wish ten minutes later when the phone rings and it’s Dustin, begging for a ride.

Eddie ignores the fact that he called his trailer knowing Steve would be here already, but the rest of the group doesn’t.

While Steve is on the phone, they all quietly tease Eddie.

“If I knew Steve would fluster you this much, I think we would have invited him a long time ago,” Grant said.

“Yeah, we probably would’ve had much easier campaigns if he joined in high school,” Gareth added.

“Yeah? Next time you all get to die, how about that? Terrible, bloody deaths. Gareth gets tortured.”

Before any of them could answer, Steve came into the room, looking a bit sad.

“Sorry about this guys. I couldn’t really come up with a reason that I couldn’t go without giving it away what I was doing. We could pause and come back to it later?”

Eddie knew the guys would be fine with just calling it here; They’d managed to get far enough along that they knew it would have been a good win for them.

“Nah, you did good. Maybe you can join us for real after Dustin’s birthday campaign,” Jeff said.

Steve beamed back at him.

“Maybe, yeah. If you guys are cool with it.”

Was he…shy?

He was just flirting up a storm! Absolutely taking the lead in a game he’d never played before! And now he was being shy?

“Hell yeah!” They all agreed.

Great, Steve was making friends with his friends.

“Alright!” Steve clapped his hands together. “I’m off to get the kid. Thanks guys!”

He started to leave, but stopped by Eddie.

Then his lips were on the top of Eddie’s head.

“Bye guys!” He said as he continued to walk out.

Eddie’s eyes were wide, unblinking. The guys were all staring at him with the same wide, unblinking eyes.

The front door to the trailer closed.

“Uh,” Eddie said.

“Did he-”

“He just-”

“On your head.”

“Uh.”

The front door opened.

Steve was standing in the doorway to the kitchen area, eyes wide, unblinking.

“Did I-”

“Uh huh,” Eddie answered.

“Oh.”

“Yeah.”

“Is that…okay?”

He was looking nervously between the guys and Eddie, like he expected someone to punch him.

“Oh! Yeah. No, they’re good. Um. Did you want to kiss me?”

“Yeah. I kinda…always do?”

“Always?”

“Yes. It’s kind of all I think about.”

Eddie took it all back; This was the best and he had never been happier that Steve wanted to play D&D.

He didn’t even care about the guys watching as he stood from his chair and walked to Steve in the doorway.

“Me too.”

He pulled Steve against him, ignoring the whistles and cheers from the table, and kissed him.

The kiss left them both breathless, despite being barely more than a peck.

“Um, I should go get Dustin,” Steve whispered.

“Yeah. Come back after?”

“Will everyone still be here?” Steve asked nervously.

“Nope, just you and me, sweetheart,” Eddie replied.

“Good. I’ll be back soon, then.”

When Steve left, Eddie turned back to the group, lovestruck grin on his face.

“So it’s off the table now, right?” Gareth asked, smirking.

“Shut up.”

[apomaro-mellow]

Hawkins Confidential 3

Part 2

Steve walked into Dustin’s room the next day and was happy to see that he was awake. He went right over to his bed and grabbed his hand. “Hey bud, how’re you feeling?”

“You don’t have to get all soft on me, dad”, Dustin said.

“I’ll always be soft on my only pup”, Steve countered, kissing Dustin three times on his cheek. He was able to put up a bit of a fight, so that was good. Steve could tell he had just a bit of energy today.

“There’s someone outside waiting for you”, Steve said.

Dustin’s smile dropped, almost immediately. “Is it father?”

Steve swallowed and reached out, holding his son’s hand reassuringly. “Not quite. It’s someone I’ve wanted you to meet for a long time.” He looked to the door, halfway open. “Come on in.”

Eddie walked in, looking nervous in a way Steve hadn’t seen since they had to tell his uncle that they were having a pup. He waved and sat down on the other side of the bed.

“Dustin, this is your real sire. His name is Eddie”, Steve said.

“My…my real…?” Dustin sat up a little more in bed and it almost seemed like color was returning to his cheeks. “Are you being for real?”

Steve nodded and Eddie replied, “It’s the truth. I couldn’t be there for you before, but I wanna be there for you now. It’s why I’m here. I’m gonna get the operation done in a few days.”

Dustin’s eyes got wide as he looked back and forth between them before shouting out, “I knew it! I knew that asshole couldn’t be my real father!”

“Dustin! Language!”, Steve reprimanded. But it fell short as Eddie laughed.

“Oh he’s definitely mine.”

Steve rolled his eyes. “Don’t encourage him.”

“Sooo, your dad told me you like games?”, Eddie turned to give Dustin his full attention.

“Yeah, before I got sick, my friends and I were starting this new game. Have you heard of Dungeons and Dragons?”, Dustin asked.

“Have I heard of DnD?”, Eddie smirked at Steve.

“Don’t look at me like that. He saw the book in the store and thought the cover was cool. I had nothing to do with it.”

“Oh, I’m sure you did everything to discourage bringing up a nerd. But it’s in his blood!”

Dustin reached out to the table next to the bed and held up something in his hand. A 12 sided die colored blue and yellow. “This is my lucky die. And I know it works now, ‘cause it brought you here.”

“Ahh…” Eddie’s voice broke a little as tears came to his eyes. “Shit little man…”

“Are you gonna tell him about his language too?”, Dustin asked.

“And there’s that Harrington sass”, Eddie teased.

They visited for a few minutes more, but Steve could tell when the excitement was starting to get to Dustin and he needed rest. He would vehemently protest, but both Steve and Eddie promised to be back. Eddie at least, promised to be here at least once a day until the operation. After that, well, they’d have to see. Steve decided to take Eddie out to lunch so that they could catch up more and the diner was perfect for that.

“So you’ve been working as a mechanic? What’s that like?”

“Eh, you work on cars, tale as old as time. Tell me more about Dustin. What have I missed?”

“You know, I’ve got a bunch of home movies. We could…watch them together?”, Steve suggested.

“How’s your husband gonna feel about that?”

“Tommy works all day. And sometimes he comes back late. He’d hardly notice. So long as you can behave”, Steve grinned, then remembered himself. “Sorry, I shouldn’t have-you-I was just-”

“I see your flirting game is still on point”, Eddie smiled. “Must have had years of practice with Hagan.”

“Don’t even joke”, Steve rolled his eyes. “You know it’s not like that between us. It never was.”

“Never?”

Steve locked gazes with him and shook his head. “Never. Not even once.”

Eddie put his chin in his hand and leaned over their table. “And I’m sure it’s just a coincidence that you brought us to our old date spot.”

“This wasn’t our only date spot”, Steve argued.

“It wasn’t?”, Eddie said, playing dumb.

“No, there was Lover’s Lake, the quarry, Skull Rock, behind the bleachers, and-oh get that smug look off your face, I know what you’re doing.”

“And what would that be, angel?”

“Don’t”, Steve whispered, fighting back the blush on his cheeks. “I didn’t-we can’t, Eddie you know that.”

“Tommy’s got you on a leash that short?”

Steve’s eyes narrowed. “It’s not just about him. I have Dustin to think about. Calling you here already rocked the boat.”

“Say no more. I’ll be on my best behavior. Scouts honor”, Eddie promised.

Just then they both heard a gasp and what sounded like someone trying to scramble for something. They both looked towards the sound and saw Chrissy, trying very hard to look inconspicuous, but failing. Seeing that she had failed, she waved to them both and they waved back. Steve and Eddie had already finished, so after paying, they walked out with her.

“I can’t thank you enough for connecting us”, Steve said. “You literally saved my pup’s life.”

“Oh it’s nothing”, Chrissy said, walking between them down the sidewalk.

“It’s not nothing, Chrissy”, Eddie shook his head. “Thank you. I’d kiss you if it didn’t get tongue wagging in this town”, he teased.

“Since when do you worry about tongues wagging about you?”, Bianca Harrington spat out, making the three of them freeze in place. She was still dressed in all black. “You should all be ashamed, just walking about where anyone could see. The streets are already talking about you attacking Jason”, she glared at Eddie before turning her attention to Chrissy. “And you…haven’t you disgraced yourself and my family enough?”

“Mother, stop it!”, Steve shouted. “Chrissy is the reason Dustin’s going to live.”

That got her jaw to drop and then clamp shut like a trap. She looked at the three of them in turn, expecting someone to explain it all to her. 

“You don’t think I actually kept up communication with Eddie, do you? After father’s threats? Chrissy was the only one who knew where he went. She helped me find him. And now that he’s here, he’s going through with the operation.”

“Out of the goodness of his heart, I assume”, Bianca bit out, looking Eddie up and down.

“Oh there’s no goodness there, I assure you”, Eddie said. “No, I’m doing this not to save my only son, but to get a leg up on the Harringtons, once and for all. But we can discuss the details back at the estate.” Eddie led the way around her, his presence carrying both Chrissy and Steve along.

“You shouldn’t have done that”, Steve said. “You know she can’t take your jokes.”

“Who said I was joking?”

Once they were a good distance away, they parted from Chrissy and let her go on with her day. Eddie fully intended to reconnect with her too, Jason be damned. But he had to get his own family affairs in order. Steve did drive them back to the Harrington estate and Eddie was gobsmacked with just how big it was. He’d been here quite a few times back in the day, usually sneaking through Steve’s window. Rarely through the front door. Unless he was being kicked out.

Steve got out the photo albums and they got comfortable on a very nice couch. They spent hours going over pictures. From Dustin’s first steps to his first day of school. It broke Eddie’s heart a little that he could tell when his pup’s health began to decline. He was so small. Too young to be having problems that kept him from running around and being a kid.

“I wish you could have called me sooner.”

“I do too”, Steve said. “And not just because of the operation. You should have been there for all of this.” 

It wasn’t fair that Eddie didn’t get to experience all of this first hand. It wasn’t fair that he wasn’t in any of these pictures. And he could tell Eddie felt the same from the way his scent was. It was barely there, like he was withdrawing into himself. Steve got up, saying he’d be right back. He went up to his bedroom and grabbed a box he kept hidden away, deep in the closet. When he came back, he set it between him and Eddie on the couch and opened it.

Right on top was one of the few pictures he had of Dustin and Eddie together. It was the day Dustin had been born. Eddie was holding him, all swaddled up and gazing in such adoration that there was no doubt he loved his boy. Eddie sniffed back tears, remembering that day so clearly. Inside the box were other things Steve had needed to hide away. 

“You kept this?”, Eddie said in awe as he pulled out the guitar pick necklace he’d given Steve their senior year.

“I kept as much as I could. I meant what I said in the diner, Eddie. You and I, we can’t-it can’t be like it was when we were teens. But I never stopped thinking about you. I never…I never stopped lo-”

The sound of the door opening stopped him and quickly he put the contents of the box away and hid it behind one of the couch pillows. Just moments later, Tommy stalked in. Steve frowned, a bitter scent wafting off him.

“Have you been drinking?”

“Is that any way to greet your husband?”

Steve stood up and walked over. “Welcome home. Now let’s get you upstairs-”

“Oh now you care? Now you care about the one who actually mated you? The one who’s got his bite on you?”

Steve brought a hand up to his neck, suddenly conscious of it. His eyes flitted to Eddie and Tommy followed it. He was home early and he’d been drinking. Steve knew he must have been with Jason and Andy and they probably filled his head with a bunch of nonsense regarding Eddie.

“You know you’re trash, right?”, Tommy pointed at Eddie.

“So I’ve heard. And yet you need this trash so that you can keep this castle of yours”, Eddie leaned back on the couch and propped his feet up on what he was sure was a very pricey coffee table.

“You’re trash”, Tommy repeated. “And your genes are trash. That’s why your pup’s garbage.”

“Tommy!”, Steve hissed.

“Don’t you fucking talk about him that way”, Eddie growled, getting to his feet. “I put out Carver’s lights already. Trash like me isn’t above knocking out a guy in his own house.”

“I’m home~”, Bianca announced herself. She came in, looking unbothered at the sight of two alphas smelling like they wanted to fight. “Thomas, rein yourself. Eddie is here to help. And he’s so generous to offer-”

“Not that generous, Madame Harrington”, Eddie cut her off. “You think I’m gonna give up an organ and then just go on my merry way? That you’ll never hear from me again? Fat chance.”

“The hell you going on about, Munson?”, Tommy frowned even deeper.

“I’m talking about the conditions of my going through with this”, he said, putting his hands in his back pockets and surveying the room.

Steve kept silent. He knew Eddie had never cared about his family’s money. But it was possible things could be different now. After years of scorn, he now had them bent over a barrel. He could ask for anything. And if his mother and Tommy wanted to keep what they had, they’d need to give it to him.

“Well, what sort of compensation do you require to save your son’s life?”, Bianca urged.

Eddie grinned, then it softened to something more fond when he looked right at Steve. “I’ll do this. But only if I get to spend more time with Dustin. As his father.”

Tommy’s already flushed face turned more red. “You can’t be seri-”

“I get to have dinner with him once a week. And every other weekend, he visits me.”

“That sounds…agreeable”, Bianca said, looking like she was fighting every bone in her body to say it.

Steve couldn’t believe his ears and it took everything he had not to jump for joy. Eddie wasn’t going anywhere. Not for a long while. Tommy snarled but said nothing else as he pushed by Steve to go upstairs to their bedroom. The door slamming echoed. But even that couldn’t bring Steve’s spirits down. Now all he needed was for the procedure to go off without a hitch.

Part 4

[animentality]

I've been using Hinge/Bumble to try and find people who want to play DND, and also maybe fuck, and I sent my friend a picture of one of the guys I matched with.

and she was like oh... that's your taste in real life men...?

and I was like excuse me???

and then she was like yeah, I get your obsession with Enver Gortash now.

and honestly, 4 hours later...

I'm still offended.

am I not allowed to wanna fuck unconventional men???! the fuck. I thought this was a free country.

[wtf-is-sleep-even]

MODERN/DND AU

(short thing i wanted to write cause you guys seem to like AU's more than i thought. Human AU, they play DND* *quick note i dont really know exactly how DND or TTRPG's work but i know theres a storyline mechanic and im using that to my advantage)

It really was an accident, truly. Jedediah didnt even know what DND was up until half a year ago, one of his best friends teenaged kid, Nicky, had picked up a kick for table top rpg's, Jed thought it was stupid at first but tagged along just to be sure there was enough players, he did care for the kid, he was like his nephew, he just didnt expect how much fun it would be. An hour and a half in and he was bored out of his mind, another hour in he was coughing up his lungs he was laughing so much! it was nice to spend time with his friends like this, and it made the kid happy, so he kept going.

it's just make-believe, a game of pretend, but the feelings he felt were real, anxious at the next battle, frustrated at the confusing (but clever) puzzles, the surprise and humor at a funny encounter, the second hand embarrassment for when one of his friend's characters made a fool of themself, and, the love. Jed knew that he felt something different for Octavius, at first he thought he hated the guy, but day after day it was made known that he actually loved him.

and of course, he had to be in the same DND group as him, classic, whats even funnier is that in-game, their characters are married, something about appeasing a court in the faewild, it didnt matter much because just a few weeks after that, Octavius asked him out on a date. They've been a couple ever since. But the group doesnt know that, they've made jokes here and there but it never crossed any lines, Jedediah didnt tell anyone out of fear first, Octavius didnt tell anyone because nobody asked much, he told people casually and it wasnt much of a problem after, so they never told the group.

Jed wasnt afraid anymore, so why not take a chance?

it was one of the calmer sessions in the games, still walking carefully in case of any curses that reside in the lands. "Its an awfully inviting clearing, the trees shift and stir, the birds chirp and sing, a foggy mist settles over the sides dimming the lights to reveal fireflies dancing in the air, but hiding any way of escape, what do you do?" Nicky narrates, hes gotten so much better at it, instead of the stumbly, stuttering sections of small text and strained, hidden voices of characters he was trying to play, he was bold and steady, the picture flowing seamlessly into the next "can i look to see if there are any traps or illusions?" Ahkmenrah asks, one of Jed and Larry's best friends from highschool, both of them were happy to see him again

"roll a perception check, add a disadvantage because of the fog" Ahk rolls his D-20 "uh, 17" Nicky nods, looking over to gloss over the page of his notebook "you spot a beartrap at the side of a fallen tree, its clapped around one of its branches, reaching out to touch the outside of the clearing, it seems that its real, but it doesnt feel like wood, it feels like a stone pillar, the area isnt an illusion, but not everything is right" they nod, one of them in the group, a guy named Lance that Ahk dragged along (who Jed totally didnt wanna punch because Octavius remarked on his eyes, no way) advanced forward and saw a shallow grave in the dirt, they all came to see it

"is there anything at the bottom?" Oct asked, Nicky smiled, bad sign "there is! a small wooden chest, there isnt any locks on it, it seems you can just open it like you would with any other box" Octavius hummed, Jed tried to ignore how the sound gave him butterflies "i take the box!" lance announced, Nicky describes how he takes it, opening it up to reveal a bottle with a note in it and a sharp dagger, obsidian blade with a willow wood handle, Octavius opted to inspect the dagger for any inscriptions or engravings

"you take the dagger in your hands, it feels heavier than any steel or even obsidian that you've ever held, in the handle it reads "with love, My dagger" everyone was confused, another puzzle, woo boy. Ahk tried to figure it out but just got nowhere, Octavius asked if there was anywhere you could put a dagger, "the stone alter shines slightly, there seemed to be a slot in it, but the air around it seemed that whoever did this, would pay a price" Octavius debated for a second before saying to insert the dagger, his character was met with a faewild curse

"you fall over, completely unconscious before you even hit the ground, a faewild curse passes over you, you shall be alseep for until you find a kiss of true and pure love, y'know like that one disney princess, sleeping beauty or snow white, i cant remember, but yeah" the group chuckles while Octavius states that this couldnt have ended worse, suddenly Lance pipes up "arent Gaius and Smith married? would Smith be able to wake him up or no?" Nicky passes Jed a D-20 "roll"

Jedediah rolled "12" Nicky laughed "alright yeah, Smith kneels down to check whats wrong, feeling the compelling urge to kiss Gaius, he gives him a kiss on the lips and suddenly Gaius's eyes flicker open, hes awake but has a disadvantage on all persuasion and strength rolls" the two others laugh, not thinking that would actually work when Jed smirked, the fun of DND was mostly that they got to act out what the characters do, right? he shrugged "alright"

Jedediah grabbed Octavius's face, pulling him in for a kiss, Octavius was shocked by the sudden affection but melted into it quickly, closing his eyes and pulling the other by the collar of his shirt. The table went into absolute chaos, they didnt expect THIS, Octavius pulled away with a smile, Jed chased his lips, connecting them again for another kiss "ALRIGHT BREAK IT UP BREAK IT UP!!" Ahkmenrah and Nicky yelled.

yeah, Jedediah likes DND nights

[puffyducks]

DCRC Week #22

Guys I'm gonna be so fr I couldn't even think of anything to put at the beginning of this post. We're reading PKNA #18: Ancient Future that's all I got 😭 it's my last 2 weeks of the semester give me a break

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH THEY'RE ON A DATE OOOOOOOOOOO

What a nice night surely nothing could go wro-

nvm I forgot that this Duckburg is a crime-ridden hellscape worse than St. Canard

snoozer abuse </3

Ok so for the record, I'm fully convinced that whoever was responsible for this comic just played a game of DnD and was like "holy shit... I could put this in a duck comic" and that's why this chapter exists. And like I don't know a lot about the behind the scenes of this chapter but I haven't seen anything to prove me wrong sooo

Huge shoutout to the subplot here of Uno just fucking around with these robber guys, I love him

GUYS WOAHH NO WAY NEW ORB CHARACTER JUST DROPPED!!

Oh wait nevermind it's just like a crystal ball thing it's not alive

Bro is loredumping and PK doesn't give a fuuuuck he might be me

*squints* is that Odin's mansion

Lyla Lay the most beautiful and stunning woman in the whole wide world and then PK who is just like some little gremlin man

Ok so (spoiler for the ending of this comic I guess) I know this isn't actually the real Lyla but GOD please tell me it's still canon to her design that she has a big fucking rocket in her chest cause like COME ON. IT'S SO COOL. I love when Lyla does freaky robot shit and she should do it more often. She should just straight up vaporize people actually, I'd support her.

STOP SHUTTING HER DOWN DONALD YOU'RE RUINING IT

THE X-TRANSFORMER GOT THAT DAWG IN IT, WOOF

haha uh oh!! that sounds bad

Oh brother not THIS guy again (((person who actually really likes the Raider hey bud what's up how's the kid))

He misses his wife

Crying PK is third wheeling so bad

No Lyla always looks like that idk what you're talking about

FRIEND?!?!?! NO WAYYYY YOU GUYSSS WE'RE FIXING HIM. EVEN IF THIS ISN'T THE SAME RAIDER PROBABLY

Uno scolding Donald like a mom who's mad that her son stayed out late. "You should've left me a NOTE before you got vaporized to another dimension young man!!!"

"ok now tell me everything :333"

Don't worry guys we're not done yet cause it's time for BURTON LA VALLE.... yay....

ok but like who gaf about burton la valle BOOO BOOOOO BRING BACK TRIP!!! at least the art is nice

Mf used the word BOMBASTIC 💀

AAAAAAH THIS IS A DONALD DUCK COMIC YOU CAN'T SAY ASS!!!

Oh so they're from Earth

WHO KEEPS PUTTING THE R SLUR IN THESE COMICS 😭😭😭

Ok NOW I'm done. The only thing I really have to say about the main comic is that I really wanna know where the actual Lyla was during all this, cause presumably the evil droid thing was there from the very beginning all the way at the restaurant. And also I'm a little sad that Donald and Lyla didn't actually get to eat dinner together cause that would've been cute... platonic or romantic is up to you idc either way.

I will also add that this comic piques my interest just a little more on reread, specifically in regards to The Organization and some of their later developments that I'm not allowed to spoil. But like there's food for thought here that might come back later.

I miss Trip.

[corundumb]

It's an old anime about, you guessed it, ghost hunting! It's a little shippy with some main characters but I love it all in all. I just wanna find people who I can talk about this piece of art with that's such a huge part of my teenage time. Even if you haven't watched it you a GOTTA check it out.

I was already into the supernatural as a teen but this got me onto the ghost bandwagon more than anything else, one episode gave me a nightmare for a week and I still watch it. The music and sound effects still give me goosebumps and some spook scenes still put me on edge.

I just wanna nerd out with someone about this. Even better if I can find people who like supernatural themes and have their own OCS they like throwing at those kinds of situations. It's such a creative vein and so fun to play with. I'm even brewing my own homebrew for DND, 90s themed ghost hunting with themed equipment, specs, and building personalized maps from hand based off of real blueprints.

[puffedupmoth]

Okay, I've been playing BG3 since the official console release, and I'm in love, 100% in love, with the concept of the Dark Urge. I just had a thought.

Bhaal and Bane have something of a rivalry, that's part of the loose, loose canon of DnD deity lore, (Everything past here is headcanon) and, since their chosens in the Durge's Origin are in love, Bhaal has become the grumpy, discontented father that doesn't approve of his best spawn, who is literally him, being in love with this greasy wanna-be nobleman (But they're still doing their job, so he won't stop them). Bane, on the other hand, is having a blast. Everytime the Dead Three have to meet about their Chosens, or talk at all, Bane is smug as hell, Bhaal is grumpy, and Myrkul isn't paid enough to deal with it.

Now, onto the path I'd probably take.

Of course, can't control killing Alfira. I'd consider it, but wouldn't actually end up killing Isobel, or my darling. Get to Baldur's Gate. Now, we do some stuff that isn't possible in the game. Lead Gortash on. Kill Orin, reject Bhaal. In the dead of night, after a long day of adventuring (saving Duke Ravenguard), kill Gortash in his sleep, and make it a bittersweet kill. Having lost Bhaal's favor, contact Bane by casting Speak With Dead on Gortash. Seeing Bhaal's favorite spawn rebel, and exert their power over three that were meant to be just as strong as them. A show of power in three ways; physical strength (Killing Slayer Orin), cunning tact (Leading on and killing Gortash), and persuasive word (Convincing Ketheric to finish the job of killing him, himself). Surely, this must be who the real Tyrant is, among the four possible chosen.

Become Bane's Chosen.

Rule the world.

[blujayonthewing]

a slightly annoying thing about playing dnd for Me, Personally is that I do think it'd be fun to play some kind of thief, but rogues are pretty obviously the best suited for that, and I'm so annoyed on principle that 5e automatically assumes your rogue Must Be some kind of criminal that I stubbornly refuse to build a rogue who steals shit

[jediwizard]

Hiiii I was wondering what your top 5 series are because I'm bored and I don't wanna do schoolwork so I'm gonna distract myself with screens

thanks for asking

my ultimate comfort show is friends. I've seen every episode a billion times, but it still makes me laugh and I still feel like I'm watching it for the first time. it's nostalgic and it just feels like home. I would like if there was more diversity tho..

i love how I met your mother (except for that awful ending). its so comforting and the show discusses real problems that young adults face like unemployment, divorce, infertility, losing a parent etc. characters go through real problems that real people face.

heartstopper obviously. again, I feel like I'm mentioning a lot of comfort shows rather than genuinly good shows but heartstopper is just.. so perfect. it is a bit cringe at times but teenagers are actually like that. everyone in that friend group is so loyal and kind and there's no drama and overall toxicness you'd find in most netflix shows like riverdale, elite etc. and I feel like this is one of the first shows I've seen with good queer representation. the paris squad remind me a lot of my friends and I, and we actually watched the show together. and we're gonna binge all of s3 and then talk about it (it's gotten to be a bit of a tradition)

id like to say that I love the owl house, even though I've never officially seen it. I've watched a lot of clips of it on YouTube and I know what happens and whenever I feel stressed or overwhelmed with school work, I'd watch like a 40 minute video of lumity. and I also relate to luz noceda on a personal level. I found out about this show only last year, when it was on it's final season and I was 16. I wish my 12 year old self watched it, because she would have LOVED the owl house and found comfort in this show. watching the owl house at 16 and 17 for the first time shocked me because I felt like my 11 and 12 year old self had come to life (and btw we even look really similar so there's that..). I just started watching Hilda and it's a lot like the owl house and Hilda reminds me of myself too, so idk. they're both really great shows

and lastly i'd probably have to go with stranger things. I love the gravity falls-dark suburban-fall vibe the first two seasons had. season three was really fun, but I didn't like the fourth that much. I also hate how it takes so long for each season to come out. again, I related to robin a lot and I love to play DND with some of my new friends. I started watching stranger things when I was around 11 with my old friends and I remember collaborating on pinterst boards and stuff, so that was fun. i'm going to watch the last season with them too.

ive seen a bunch of episodes of doctor who and some clips on YouTube and I love that. I need to properly sit down and watch Dr. who

superwholock in general is great, but I don't really feel like mentioning spn and Sherlock because of all the queerbating and homophobia surrounding the shows. (sherlock's amazing though)

i should also probably mention derry girls. this show is literally a love letter to the 90s. I guess anyone who grew up in a middle class housegold in the county could relate to this (my mom definitely does). like heartstopper, it's one of those shows that portray teenagers as they are. Heartstopper deals with mental health and self harming, while derry girls is a lot lighter. the characters are so quirky and loveable. and while I was born in 2007, it feels really nostalgic. and it has one of the best soundtracks I've seen in a show. (the best 90s indie like sixpence none the richer and the cranberries so yay)

i know you asked for five, but one day at a time is SUCH an amazing show too. it's about a latina family (grandma, mom, daughter and son) and it's so funny and really informative and just an overall fun family sitcom, but it doesn't shy away from dealing with important issues like racism, immigrant families, growing up in a three generational household, raising a teenager daughter who's a lesbian, being a military nurse and the trauma you have to deal with afterwards etc. elena is a lesbian and she's so nerdy and I just love her so much <333

lastly, probably gilmore girls. it becomes shit after about season 4 and you'll get annoyed by the characters but the first few seasons are really good. it's really cozy and I feel like all the shows that I've mentioned have a similar theme (cozy, autumnal type stuff) and this list wouldn't be complete without gilmore girls.

anyway, that's it. peace out

[emelkae]

killer robots playing dnd

*

"Okay," Mobo said, "roll to hit."

Sharpe swirled the die in his palm before letting it go with a snap of his wrist.

"Three," he said sourly.

"Did you add your dexterity modifier?" Circuit asked from beside him.

"Six, then."

Mobo shook his head. "Yeah, that's not gonna hit. The goblin dodges and your arrow goes flying off into the trees."

"This is stupid," Sharpe growled, folding his arms and leaning back in his chair. "If the goblin was in front of me in real life, I wouldn't miss the shot."

"Well, your character did. Guess he isn't as insanely cool as you are." He ignored Sharpe's eye roll and continued, "Okay Lug, your turn."

Lug placed a massive finger on his character sheet and ran it along the "spells" section. He squinted, then lit up with a smile.

"Oh, I have a spell called Friends!" he said. "How high do I have to roll to make friends with him?"

"Lug, you're in active combat."

Lug just looked at him expectantly, excitedly. Mobo shifted in his seat.

"Uh... pretty damn high," the Repair Unit said.

Lug's face fell. "Huh. Then I'm gonna cast Lute and whack him in the head with my lute. I rolled a 16!"

Circuit leaned toward him. "Did you add your -"

"Yeah!"

"Lute isn't... a spell." Mobo blinked a few times, then shrugged. "But you do hit him. I'm gonna treat your lute as an improvised weapon, so go ahead and roll a d4. That's the little die that looks like a pyramid."

The die looked no bigger than a pebble in Lug's hand as he picked it up and dropped it without a flourish. His smile returned when it clattered to a stop on the table.

"Four!" he said proudly.

"Oof. Alright, you smash your lute into his head and he stumbles around, gushing blood, babbling. He doesn't look so good. Your turn, Claw."

Claw picked up his own die and opened his mouth to speak, but something in the way Lug squirmed made him stop. He glanced over to find the Tank's eyes looking even bigger and shinier than normal, despite how already big and dark they were. They must've been absolutely coated in eye lubricant.

"You alright, big guy?" he said.

Lug let out a tiny huff. "I don't like hurtin' little ones. Can I take back what I did?"

"That's not really the point of the game," Mobo said. "Besides, this is just another enemy. You kill real life enemies all the time."

"But they're not cute little guys! They're soldiers with armor and guns. This one just has some leather and a stick." He turned to Claw and pleaded, "Can we help him? Please? I'm really sorry for hitting him with my lute. I don't wanna be the bad guy."

Claw bounced his gaze from Lug to Mobo - for once, he wasn't the one in charge of the situation. The War Machines sat in bewildered silence until Circuit finally put a finger to his lower lip.

"Having a goblin indebted to us could make for interesting gameplay," he mused. Then his eyes flicked up toward the Dungeon Master. "And Mobo would have to roleplay a goblin NPC for the rest of the campaign."

"Sounds like fun," Claw said with a grin. "Alright, I cast Lay on Hands and heal the goblin for four hit points."

Mobo looked more than a little downcast, but still said, "Your hands glow with divine power and the goblin's wounds miraculously close. He looks at you in amazement. Nothing like this has never happened before to him or anyone in his tribe."

"Aw, yes!" said Lug, bouncing in his seat. "I'm gonna name him Boinky!"

"Of course you are," Sharpe said over Mobo's defeated groan.

[yae-energy]

pick up the phone !!! pt2: electric boogaloo

synopsis: my take on whether they’re a caller or texter

cast: maki zenin, yuta okkotsu, toge inumaki x black fem reader

cw: cursing, (yuta’s part is a teeny tiny bit self indulgent 😬 <3 mb y’all)

—

maki - texter (occasional caller)

- doesn’t mind being on the phone since it’s you, but is more of a texter

- answers immediately like it’s almost scary

- is a bullet texter 🤷🏽‍♀️ idk she give me those vibes

- like i feel if you’re asleep or smth and she wants to talk to you she WILL spam you

- does not care

- has dnd on but allows your notifs to go through <3

- calls you when she can’t sleep but the second y’all get otp she’s knocked out

- like you’re talking about smth stupid and when you don’t hear her answer you’re like

“this bitch 😶”

- will facetime you but her camera is always off when she does

- however, if your camera is off she will be mad

“yeah go ahead and turn that camera back on you’re not slick 😐”

“mmcht 😒”

- has your contact photo as the picture she took of you kissing her cheek on y’all’s first date

- but then has your name saved as smth like

- “weirdo 🤥”

- always, always. ALWAYS. texts you good night

- she will not sleep until she does

—

yuta - caller (facetime)

- loves seeing your face

- facetimes you nonstop

- litterally twice a day he is obsessed with you

“babe can we facetime ☹️ i miss you”

“baby i wanna see your face, facetime me”

“facetime??? 😁”

- loves when you guys eat on the phone together cause he thinks its a date !

“bae can you pass the salt? 😋”

“boy if you don’t getcho corny ass on somewhere 😭”

- you still do it though cause it makes him laugh, it’s y’all’s little inside joke

- loves facetiming you on wash day cause he likes to watch you detangle your hair

- finds the way you work the different moisturizers and curl definers through your hair satisfying

- tells you you’re pretty nonstop

- has your contact saved as “my pretty girl 💕”

- and the photo is of a picture he took of you during golden hour when the sun was hitting you just right

- sends you good morning and goodnight texts

“good morning beautiful, hope you slept well <3”

“goodnight my love 😴”

—

inumaki - texter

- this man is a menace

- A MENACE I SAY

- litterally texts you all day

- like you could be at work and here he is blowing up your phone like a madman

“love, im at work 😭”

“i didn’t ask all that but ok”

- does not give 1, 2, or 3 fucks

- is always

- and i mean

- ALWAYS

- sending you those flirty meme pictures

- he thinks they’re so funny 😭😭😭

- sends hella tiktoks

- doesn’t know how to start a conversation to save his life though so he’ll usually just send something random asf in hopes of getting your attention

- works every time though

- checks on you to make sure you’re having a good day and to remind you to eat and drink water

- sends imsg games

- is an 8 ball god so you hate playing with him

- whenever you start losing you send darts and he get real quiet

“you always do this bs 😒”

- your contact photo is of you wearing a tinfoil hat he made cause he’s gotta protect you from the aliens !!!

- your name is set as “❤️❤️❤️”

- gets the point across perfectly in his opinion