#You cannot escape this game!!!

[dreamsuvivor]

Reading books is so much better when you don't have annoying bitches in your ear telling you how horrible the book is and what “good” books you should read instead

[csmithman]

god bless sam reich because I was feeling so defeated and exhausted today but I watched the new game changer and now I'm literally this so anyways in case you didn't know new season of game changer today and this episode fuckin rocked

[makeriia]

Fantober day 31!! A free day again.

Recently gotten into HADES, and I think about them a normal amount (lie)

[cynical-canidae]

Me after Arcane finale showing up to Riot HQ to destroy the servers and prevent thousands from making the biggest mistake of their life (downloading League of Legends)

[seth-burroughs]

I don't think that the reason why Number One's homunculus came out perfect and everyone else's was defective is that No1 had a ""Superior"" extra wrinkly guinness record brain or whatever the fuck. It's most likely because, you know, the UG facility's research was probably way better funded and carefully, well, researched, and picked out just one individual to focus on cloning -- on the other hand, KW's Project: Homunculus was unbelievably fucking rushed because Huesca wanted so bad to have one over the unified government he just started raw dogging the experiments and collected the DNA of almost every single person in that city because even if their homunculi do come out a bit undercooked at least they've got the numbers babyyyyy take that unified fuck. I think more thought and care went into building all these damn clone pods we saw for all of them than their actual creation. "something unexpected occured in our efforts to find suitable DNA" -> "i will die in approx. 20 seconds and STILL I won't admit I any% blind speedran playing god and failed due to the easily foreseeable consequences of my abysmal choices. It's actually a dna skill issue on those defects fuck them pinkies my final message. goodbye"

[the-mad-owl]

I pray that for every "Lichdom is actually Emmrich's bad ending" I see I get a beautiful fucked up lich Emmrich fanfic in return <3

[fiendishartist2]

KEEP GAME CONSOLE RUNNING

[kayzero]

Chapter 49: Pathogen (Infection)

So no, you’re not righteous. But you’re not arrogant enough to put yourself above the whole planet. …Your brother, though.

Read on AO3.

...and when you're done click next chapter so you can read

Chapter 50: Confession (Judgment)

The victims' names escape you, but the similarity of the first murder to the exact same crime your father was executed for caught your attention, and you followed the serial killer’s actions as they were discovered for four months, right up to Phi showing up. And now the serial killer sits before you, asleep.

Read on AO3.

[kamiishiiros]

. so i got into end roll

[backpackingspace]

Mmmm thinking about a time loop/time travel fic for the odyssey/epic

[softerpixels]

i wanna have a cozy farm2table joy of life gp but i can’t decide what world i wanna play in 😭

[thiccremoch]

Homebrew Exchange #2

Magic items for 5e Dungeons and Dragons

I promise I’m not only gonna do dnd, it’s just what I have the most built up homebrew content for since it’s what got me into TTRPGS and is my group’s main system. But, until you see new system stuff, I present some fun magic items I’ve made!

Alchemist’s Piercer, weapon(piercing damage melee weapon), rare, requires attunement

This weapon resembles a stretched and warped hypodermic needle, shaped into a piercing weapon. Attacks and damage rolls made with this weapon have a +1 bonus. While attuned to this weapon, if you consume any Potion of Healing, regardless of rarity, you can reroll up to half of the dice used to determine the healing once per die. Additionally, as a bonus action, you can feed a potion into the weapon’s main chamber.

When you take the Attack action, you can replace one of your attacks with the administration of the potion stored in the weapon. The Alchemist’s Piercer can hold up to three potions in its chamber. You can administer one of the potions held in the chamber this way to a creature you can see within 30 feet of you. If you attempt to add a fourth potion, the earliest potion stored in the chamber is destroyed to make room for the new one.

Alchemical Generation. Once per day, as a bonus action, you can magically generate a Greater Healing Potion inside the Alchemist’s Piercer’s chamber. This feature cannot be used if the chamber already contains three potions.

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Amulet of Revenge, wondrous item, very rare, requires attunement

This iron Amulet depicts a screaming face with ruby eyes. While attuned to this amulet, whenever you take damage from a hostile creature you gain one Revenge Die (to a maximum of 5). Revenge Dice are d8s, and whenever you damage a creature you can deal an additional amount of damage equal to your current amount of Revenge Dice. While you have Revenge Dice, you have a penalty to AC and all saving throws, both equal to -1 for each Revenge Die you have. Each round you go without taking damage decreases your amount of Revenge Dice by one.

Retaliation. When you take damage from a creature that is within 5 feet of you, you can use your reaction to make a melee weapon attack against that creature. This attack does an additional 1d8 force damage, and you gain a Revenge Die if it misses.

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Escape Pearl, wondrous item, common

A light blue sphere around 2 inches in diameter. As a reaction to taking damage, you can crush the sphere and cast the misty step spell. Once it is used, the sphere is destroyed.

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Gravitic Weapon, weapon(any melee weapon), rare, requires attunement

These weapons are charged with an intense connection to gravity and spatial magic. While attuned to this item, you can speak one of two command words as a bonus action into it, speaking the first command activates heavy, and the other activates light. While light is active, you can make an attack with this weapon as a bonus action. When heavy is active, the weapon deals an additional one of the weapon’s damage die on a hit.

Additionally, the weapon is powered by Psionics and not magic, so it can function in an antimagic field*.

*if you are in a setting where Psionics and Magic are the same, ignore this ability.

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Coat of Excessive Weaponry, wondrous item, very rare, requires attunement

This long trench coat of dark fabric quietly hums with potential and power. While attuned to the coat you have proficiency in simple weapons, martial weapons, and firearms. Additionally, the coat has 10 charges. While attuned to the coat, you can expend a number of charges as a bonus action to pull a non-magical weapon of which you are proficient in from out of the coat. Simple weapons cost 1 charge, martial weapons cost 2 charges, and firearms cost 3 charges. Weapons with the ammunition property create their own ammunition that disappears immediately after missing or hitting an attack. Weapons summoned with the cloak last for an hour, or until dismissed(no action required), and deal force damage instead of bludgeoning, piercing, or slashing damage.

You regain 1d10 charges every day at dawn.

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The Weapon™️, weapon, uncommon

This weapon is… an absolute weapon. You cannot tell if it’s a sword, bow, hammer, gun, or any other weapon because it keeps changing its form. While wielding the weapon, every three attacks you make with it, it changes what type of weapon it is (your choice). The weapon cannot be that type of weapon again until all other weapon types have been cycled through.

Additionally, attacks made with this weapon have a +1 bonus to attacks and damage rolls.

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Spell Slayer, wondrous item, very rare, requires attunement

This black iron bracer is emblazoned with abjuring runes. The bacer has 5 charges, and you can cast Counterspell or Dispel Magic at 5th level by expending one of these charges.

If you are targeted by a spell, as a reaction you can expend 2 charges and try to absorb the spell. If the spell is of 3rd level or lower, it automatically succeeds, but if the spell is of 4th level or higher, you must succeed on a Charisma saving throw (DC equals 10 + the spell’s level). On a success the spell is absorbed, allowing you to choose one of the following effects.

• You are healed for an amount of hit points equal to 10 + the spell’s level

• You have advantage on the next ability check, saving throw, or attack roll you make within the next minute.

The bracer regains 1d4+1 charges every day at dawn.

[bhaalsdeepbat]

honestly the best way to experience BG3 fandom is to split up between reddit and tumblr. tumblr is there for your in depth scene and character analysis, but reddit is there with all the lore and specific plot point details. like they're ON IT collecting canon info lmao

[daincrediblegg]

JFJ + to shut them up (please ily)

James loathed nothing more than a pause in conversation. It was an absurd anxiety, he knew, but he'd always tried to fill it. It became easier when he had a wealth of valorous stories to fill that silence with, ones that in good company would find amicable laughter, spark anecdotes from his peers (men and women, who in truth he never felt an equal to), but it never gave him long enough to think about what they must think of him. In his youth, a silence was the sound only of an elephant in the room, and more often than not, that elephant was his, carried it around like a dutiful pet, feeding it the more he told his stories, the more he held up his glorious existence on display. It never sated the silly thing, in the end. The quiet would always come after one way or another. But at least he alone would sit with it, and not another.

He felt lucky, when he realized he didn't have to hide that from you, from Francis, two of the precious few people he could call true friends to him. The silence was comfortable around you. Perhaps for the first time in his life there was a safety in the lull that found him in your company, in your knowing what hung over his shoulders. You didn't need to hear his acts of valor to love him, nor would the truth of him dissuade you from it. Either of you.

And years he never felt the need to don his mask, but on his return to England, it found him again all the same. It found him tonight, stuffed into his naval blue coat and pauldrons, medals and gold hanging off him and trapping him in it. And the need made itself known again. Helpless to recount "that damned sniper story" again, as Francis so liked to remind him. But somehow, the words didn't come as easy as they used to. He found himself pausing more often than not, the flare in his voice gone. But he pressed through, despite so desperately wanting to tell what came of the wound. What scurvy had done to it. But that wouldn't be very pleasant conversation, would it?

A hand on his shoulder pulled him from his train of thought. His head snapped to find a kind smile, and something of a knowing look in your eyes, peering up at him.

"James, may I borrow you for a moment? I'm afraid it's urgent."

Your eyebrows raised as you nodded towards the door. He nods his excuse to the party of invisible faces he found himself surrounded by, muttering a quiet "of course" before following you into another room, unoccupied, and dark, secluded.

"What is it? Are you all right? Is Francis-" is all he had the time to say before he was forcibly silenced by your quiet caring lips, slotting over them. He felt his heartbeat pick up a moment as your lips lingered, then as he settled into your soft embrace, felt it slow. Parting he found he could not produce another word for a moment.

"Shhh... it's all right James," you crooned, a gentle hand on his cheek, tracing his dimple with your thumb.

"You were doing it again. Looked like you needed saving."

He chuckled a little at that, half out of nerves, half from relief. How many times had you and Francis teased him for that damned sniper story? Too many to count by now.

"I suppose... I was," he sighs, leaning into your touch, close enough to touch his nose with yours. He breathed again, soaking in the blessed quiet, the faint chatter from the party outside feeling far away now.

"Thank you."

You nod, hand reaching to the back of his neck to pet the curls that draped below. He let your quiet reassurance embrace him, wrap him up and calm him, enough his eyes softly shut in contentment for a moment, and then a few more.

"We can leave, you know," you said once the time had passed enough, and James' eyes fluttered open to yours, doe-eyed and concerned and content. Now that was a thought. He'd been so wrapped up in his words, in his nerves, in truth, that he hadn't fully considered that as an option. He considered it seriously now, as you looked at him encouragingly.

"Shall we go?" you ask. James smiled. A sincere one. One that he'd only ever shown to two individuals in his whole life. He smiled and nodded.

"Yes. Please, I... I don't think I have the stomach for much more of this."

You returned his smile, and kissed his cheek again, soundly.

"I'll go get Francis. Get our coats and we'll meet you by the door."

He enjoyed how you gave orders. They always sounded so pleasant he couldn't help but widen his smile to know such care as this. He kissed his confirmation to the corner of your mouth gently, before withdrawing again.

"Don't be long."

"We won't."

Your hand grazed his cheek softly as you went, making its absence even fonder. He stood a moment, plucking up his courage from the floor where you had draped it, and made his exit a short moment after, heading towards the hall where a footman retrieved your coats for him to carry as he waited, already having put on his own.

He was only stood there a few short minutes before hearing the familiar sound of heavy footsteps approaching, and James turned to find you and Francis, walking arm in arm towards him. A great sigh left the older man's lips as he trekked down the hall to him, relief washing over his shoulders as he dropped the straightness in his back and square in his shoulders.

"Thank bloody Christ that's over," Francis groaned, eliciting a faint chuckle from his walking partner that made him smile.

"You can say that again," you replied, taking your coat from James' hands, wrapping it around your shoulders with grace and gloved hands. Francis reached next for his own, fingers gripping James' arm gently as he plucked his own coat, lingering a moment.

"All right, James?" he asks, his eyes warm, searching, concerned, glinting a warm pale blue in the candlelight. James nodded, soundlessly save the the small whimper that escaped him in the effort. Francis nods his understanding, a warmth renewing his grip before letting go to don his own coat.

"Home then?" Francis asks. James smiles with thoughts of fireplaces, and a shared warmth, and quiet.

"Yes. Home."

[heyitschartic]

thinking about how the power to manipulate belief's author has never touched wow and is writing off the wiki... just like worm... what a world

They did WHAT!!!

[bardicjustice]

Some day I'm going to get my thoughts in order enough to go absolutely ape shit about tragedy and the role it plays in fallen hero