#and the frogs are frogs of ill omen

[kristen-rollens]

Good Omens if it included Muppets: A Thread (Part 2)🧵

-Janice and Floyd as Anathema and Newt: Again it just feels so right

-Miss Piggy as Shax/Madame Tracy: I can just picture it😭

-Kermit as Shadwell: just hear me out ok😮‍💨

-Fozzie as the Metatron: IT WOULD BE PERFECT

Last Part coming up next🐍🪽

@neil-gaiman

[niftukkun]

solarpunk moon. pearlescentpunk solar. punkmoon pearlescent. solarmoon pearlescentpunk moon pearl

details under the cut:

evo gang evo gang

waffle patch for grian, cookie bracelet for bigb, canary feathers for immy and headband thingy from martyn!!

i wasnt really sure what to give martyn because hes kind of just a generic cyberthemed anime boy but hey i usually give sunhats ribbons so might as well say its from his headband. also i dont really see immy as a canary (not dying first lately + never really got omen or herald vibes froom him) but its so characteristic of him that i didnt really know what else to put that would signify immy.

also waffle because grian has a waffle in his hair lmao. and bigb has a really strong association with cookies

gaslight gatekeep girlboss charms and mail system buddy charms!!

cleo gets a zombie hand and a green daisy and scott gets a unicorn!! i was debating whether or not to give it blue hair or rainbow hair and blue hair only won because colour cohesion

ill be honest i didnt know what else to give etho other than an e. also frog because frogger game hell yeah hell yeah. same with tango and his logo, didnt really know what else to give him

i had a whole diagram for how these wings work but i cant find it for some reason. anyway all you need to know is that they can be folded up and theyre based on luna moth wings.

also sun design on boots!! very cute hell yeah hell yeah

[writersblockworks]

Shit I did/said as a kid/teen as the Valorant agents (I’ve never had a concussion or broken bones)

Hey guys its close to finals week when im writing this i have no idea when ill post it, but enjoy!!

Brimstone: Took charge of a group project but ended up doing the whole thing myself. (15)

Viper: Willingly grabbed a wild snake to show my mom when I was 3, but cried when they wanted me to hold a tarantula (3 then 6)

Omen: For some reason me and my friends use to play that we lost our memory, we really just used it as an excuse to be mean. (I was 9)

Cypher: Spent hours on an app that let me see city cameras in china or something (9 maybe? I'm not sure)

Sova: The first time i went fishing with my grandfather (RIP grandpa) I was so proud, then i dropped it on the ground and it flopped into the water. (i was 5)

Sage: My friends and i would hop the fence at our elementry school to go pick wildflowers, we had to stop because we got ticks (9 or 10)

Pheonix: My best friend at the time asked me what I would do if my future boyfriend gives me a knuckle sandwaich and I replied that I would eat it. I still would (my now boyfriend would never raise a hand against me) (i was 5)

Jett: A boy was showing off how fast he could run, so i tripped him (i was 8)

Raze: I spraypainted the sidewalk beside my house because i wanted to make art (I wanted to use the spray cans) then i got scolded. (I was 7)

Breech: I am autistic and someone said oh she cant shes autistic, so I bit them i dont know how old i was nor do i remember what they said.

Reyna: I would play the wack a mole game at the arcade so I could use the hammer to hit my best friend, she did the same to me (8?)

KillJoy: When i played Valorant for the first time my online friend made me play KJ because i was german (17)

Skye: While i was going my usual tree climbing, i saw a spider. I decided to fall to the ground, I got up just fine, then climbed a diffrent tree where i found a bee hive. (idk 11? maybe) Yoru: When I fIrst got glasses and I could actually see, I looked at my nana and asked her what happened to her face, then I threw up (I was 4)

Astra: I love the stars so much, I used to think we all became stars when we died because the movie princess and the frog, and I cried when the cathloic church said we didnt (I was 6)

KAY/O: In MMA class we had to do an excersize where the others would have to stop us from making it to the other side. Most of the kids dog piled on me, a 150 pound boy got on my back, yet I still made it across the room (idk I was 11 and weak, but for a treat after, I was strong) Chamber: My friend taught us pole dancing at recess and for some reason the teachers never stopped us. (we were in 5th grade about 10?)

Neon: I watched my younger brother slide into the Oven door. My parents for some reason put it in the living room. I tried to help him by saying it was the dog. However Our dog was living with my grandparents. (7?)

Fade: Spent a whole hour meowning at a random cat in France (I was 12, and where were my parents?) Harbor: I am a huge history nerd, I did three book reports on the titanic, Then when we had to be characters for a fake museum where we would have to preform for epople I decided to be the drunk man that survived (I was 10, why didnt a teacher tell me no?)

Gekko: I had one of the electronic Furbies, i still have that yellow shit. Me and my brother were playing with him and he turned evil and we got so scared. For a month we made our mom put him under a flowerpot with 2 bibles on top of it. (I actually dont know how old I was)

Deadlock: My grandma gave me a sewing kit for one of my birthdays so I just threw it at people (6)

Iso: Collected little rocks at recess then put them in the shoes of kids I didnt like (6)

Clove: Jumped off the top of the playground because I wanted to impress my crush, then I hit my head on the slide pole. Surprisingly I ended up being just fine.

Vyse: ummm I had a Wiggle (if anyone remembers those) and I would constantly bully it. I actualy dont know how old I was but I was a kid

Honorable mention: I farted in church when i was 4 and blamed it on Jesus and apparently you’re not supposed to do that. Also this is a rough memory and stir from the top of my head, I have childhood trauma

Anyways i finally got therapy. Byeeee working on a request rn

[ur-not-real]

I finished chrono trigger!

Ill try and make this as spoiler free as possible lol

I've owned this game for years and years but never finished it. The furthest I ever made it in the game was the black omen but due to a bad play style (only using my favourite characters and having a Certain Someone missing (and refusing to use a guide... i was Hardcore ) i couldnt get further in. A few weeks back (mid-aug?) i picked it up again and made my way through hoping to finish it before my 4th year of university started.

Going in, i knew this game had a reputation as the greatest thing since sliced bread and/or betty white. I wholeheartedly agree that it is definitely one of the best games ever made, and absolutely its now one of my favourites. I hate being someone who goes with public opinion, but with chrono trigger i just have to, this is a masterpiece

The story is short but well thought out and leaves nothing to the imagination, especially with the late game sidequests fleshing out the party and eras. Robo's, Frog's, and Lucca's are my favourites i think (despite Frog's sidequest being a bit tedious)

What my favourite aspect of all is Chrono Trigger is such a high stakes story in a low stakes world. Once you solve the major problem in 1 age, no one cares about the impending doom and end of the world, because their age is safe, and having to go back and forth through the different ages throughout the game fleshes them out even more.

Chrono Trigger is definitely one of the greatest games ever made, and I will definitely revisit it

[imthepunchlord]

The mouse(and possible others) miraculous will have different powers for each sub-animal(like if you choose 2 powers, the bat will have 2 powers,the mous will have 2,the squirel will have 2...)or one power for each sub-animal?

I can't say on number of powers Miraculous will have until I got a defined number I'm working with and have time to get an idea of what's going be best. Especially as there's some animals with a lot of similar themes and there's power ideas that can apply to more than one.

Like, the power of teleportation, that could go to Horse (largely to work off canon), Rabbit, or Grasshopper. Frog's poll is coming out tomorrow, and depending on how that goes, that could also be another contender for teleportation. Rabbit, Dragonfly, and Horse are also contenders for super speed. Bear and Bull are contenders for super strength.

It's going to be a matter of deciding who should get what and how many powers should actually be repeated powers; which I will say, healing and mass restoration I would have as repeated powers, those make sense the most to have as repeated powers.

Though for this topic for Mouse and it's sub animals and the wonder of its powers, I'd aim to work off ideas that will work off similar themes. Bats, mice, rats, and squirrels are all tied to communication in some shape or form. So a power related to communication is plausible. Rodents and bats are all also tied to luck and wealth/prosperity, but they also easily represent ill omens, bad luck, and death. So powers can related to luck can work. Often there are huge groups of them all together so the cloning power still works. They can all move about undetected so invisibility works too.

So whether singular or more, I'd aim to work off the symbolism and mythology I've found that will allow the Miraculous to work off the main animal and it's sub animals. Just like how Butterfly's power of transforming others can nicely work off Moth as that's also tied to transformation.

[skeelly]

moonlight sonata!! write a poem about frogs (if you can)

anddd tiramisu!! rate stranger things and/or good omens (if you haven't watched these ill send something else)

hi finnnnn! I'll post the poem separately cause I'm busy rn ajndiwjwj

I've never watched good omens, BUT I LOVE STRANGER THINGS

i say 9.3/10. it's very very good but there are factors that make it go lower such as; 1. THEY GAVE ME MULTIPLE BABY MINI HEART ATTACKS 2. which I think is more reasonable, THE ACTING IS TOO GOOD ITS WAY TOO CREEPY.

it's very good, i love it very much. the characters are written perfectly and i very much appreciate how slowly they build the tense up and then let everyone BOOM like idk. do you get me?

[minamotosousuke]

A long time ago, when the ancestors roamed the Earth, the Sun walked amongst them.

Every morning he would ascend to the heavens in a flurry of blossoms, dance his lone path across the sky, and descend back to Earth in a curtain of rouge.

He spent the cold and unforgiving night gazing amongst his stage, and underneath the distant glimmer of his brethren he yearned for a companion of his own.

Then, one day, just as he dipped down into his woodland clearing… he found a human. The man was awestruck, and through he possessed the blessed traits of the Night, he carried no weapon.

The Sun had never met a human, let alone a child of the Night, and his curiosity overtook him.

The man stated that he had been deemed weak at birth- too weak to join his clan on their nightly hunt.

Based on appearances, the Sun questioned that assessment. The man before him looked perfectly healthy.

So, the man explained, while his kin slept in the daytime… he made his way to this clearing to doze under the Sun’s warmth.

“What name has the Night given you?” the Sun asked.

“Kou.”

Light.

🌑

From then on, the man, Kou, came to visit him. Every night, as the Sun dipped into the trees, Kou snuck away from his duties to go to their meadow. Never had Kou seen a being so beautiful, with his magenta hair and cerise eyes. He wore a long and effeminate robe that matched his rosy complexion. They laughed, they danced, and Kou brought along the modest delights he enjoyed such as fresh fruit.

The Sun learned of Kou’s clan and their gifts. Their eyes, ranging from glacier to ocean blue, could see in the pitch black night just the same as they could in the daytime. This meant that they could slay the great beasts and conquer over man, as all but them were blinded by the dark. He learned of Kou’s duty to his family, even though he desperately wanted to be strong and go hunting as their men did.

In turn, Kou learned the way of the Sun, of the daily ritual of his dance, and resonated with his yearning for companionship.

🌒

But these visits could not go unchallenged for long. Kou’s behavior and absences began to be noticed by his older brother, Teru.

Teru worried deeply for Kou, as he was one of the few that knew the truth. Kou wasn’t born weak but cursed.

When Kou was born and the Night gifted him his name, Light, it was deemed a bad omen. In retaliation, when the third and final babe was born, their father defied the Night by naming her himself. As a consequence, their healthy mother was plagued by illness and died a slow and miserable death.

The family feared raising Kou to meet his full strength and potential, so they told the child he was too weak. It would be safer if he was not allowed to learn how to fight, nor allowed to join the Hunt.

Yet these changes in his brother were disturbing. Teru, in an attempt to shift fate itself, allowed his brother to join them.

🌓

So eager was he to finally join his family, that Kou was unaware of the cosmic shift taking place within him.

Where he ventured, new flowers bloomed. The wildlife around him woke up in his presence, and the vast silence of the night was greeted by the orchestra of creatures small and big. The flapping of wings, the hum of crickets, the song of frogs, the howling of the wolves.

As Kou and his kin approached their prey, they scattered in a way that they never have before.

These changes did not go unnoticed by Teru, who dreaded that his brother’s curse was manifesting itself.

In an attempt to find answers, Teru followed his brother one evening as he made his way to the meadow.

He watched as the Sun descended from the sky and into an embrace with none other than his brother. Kou twirled them around and they fell into the grass with a fit of laughter.

In that moment Teru realized that Light wasn’t a curse but a blessing. His family’s blessing only went so far as the sunrise, and the single thing that stood in the place of their unchallengeable power was the Sun itself.

Teru left the forests edge and headed back home, with an understanding of the mission before him.

🌔

The day that the Moon was born started, as all days do, with darkness. As the sky awoke in the familiar shades of rouge that Kou had colored with heart with, he waited for his family to return from their hunt.

This morning, though, the air was distinctly absent of the Sun’s warmth.

Something was wrong.

Kou made a sprint for the meadow, heart hammering in his chest with dread.

In the clearing he found his family, with his beloved being restrained to the ground. Teru stood above him, blade high, painted red with the iron of his flesh. It took the blood of Man to kill a God.

Kou knew he had no time to stop. No time to speak, no time to negotiate. His family, too occupied by their attempts to restrain the Sun did not notice him coming. Teru’s senses, dimmed by duty, could not stop his blade as he stabbed downward with all his force.

The Sun’s piercing screams cut through the forests like a blade of its own, and Teru snapped back into focus once again.

Kou, who had shielded the Sun, groaned.

Teru, in shock and horror, quickly pulled the sword from his brother’s torso. This action cemented Kou’s fate. The wound would be fatal.

The Sun gently rolled Kou off of him, and scooped him up in his arms. Eyes swelling with tears, he carried Kou to the edge of the clearing and away from Kou’s family. Kou tried to speak, but began to cough up blood. The Sun shushed his love and kissed his forehead.

He looked back to Kou’s family, and locked eyes with Teru. “Take one step towards us and I will scorch this Earth.” he seethed.

Teru fell to his knees, helpless.

The Sun began to rise once more. “Do not worry, I will return with your Light.”

🌕

[keyleth-clay]

Since it's been a hot minute since my last Top 5 post, and since some of the things I wanted have been crossed off the wishlists, I figured now was as good a time as any for an update!

KC’s Top 5 CR Races/ Classes/ One-Shots Wishlist

Starting things off with races wishlist - I've gotten two of my previous wishlist entries! Shout-out to Braius and Bramble for giving me a PC minotaur and fairy, respectively.

The first three of my new top 5 are the remaining choices from the original - Triton, Pachydan, and Water Genasi. Rounding out the list are Tabaxi/Katari (I just think they're neat) and Dragonborn (can we get a Dragonborn PC who doesn't suck? with a player who doesn't suck?)

Next up, the classes wishlist ...which actually hasn't changed, really! We still haven't gotten another artificer (fingers crossed for Downfall), nor has Lingering Soul happened. We did get another ranger in Sarge in the most recent Red Nose Day one-shot, bringing the grand total of CR rangers up to 3... but he's yet another Beast Master, and he's only in a single one-shot that's half the length of a normal CR episode. I'd love to see another ranger of a new subclass, Swarmkeeper or Horizon Walker or Fey Wanderer, preferably.

We've also gotten another monk and another blood hunter in Re-Slayer's Take, but a) I'm not even sure that I'm going to listen to RST b/c of the editing and lack of table-talk, b) Frog is another Cobalt Soul monk, which means we haven't gotten a new monk subclass PC, and c) while Farah is a Ghostslayer blood hunter, from my understanding RST removed any reference to blood or injuring yourself to use blood hunter abilities, which... kind of defeats the point of a blood hunter in my eyes? Also I'm still holding out hope for an Order of the Mutant.

The One-Shots wishlist. First of all, the "Mighty Nein epilogue game(s)" can get crossed off the list! On top of that, I've completely changed my mind on the "playing a game in an older edition of DnD" idea that I had before. I like the idea of the cast finding out about some of the weird stuff that existed in early DnD, but they don't need a game to learn that, and they'd probably spend most of their time confused and/or frustrated by rules differences rather than having fun.

"Critical Role: The Next Generation" is still my absolute Number 1 Most Wanted one-shot, and I'd still love another Darrington Brigade game. Number 4 on my original list was "any horror one-shot DMed by Taliesin", and that's still the case. Yes, we got Candela Obscura, but for whatever reason, it just didn't click with me, and I feel like it didn't really scratch the itch of this particular entry on the top 5 wishlist. Also Taliesin didn't DM any CO games, so even if it had, I still wouldn't end up crossing that off the list :p.

I only really have one other idea for a one-shot, making this one more of a top 4 than a top 5, but now that we've been to Ruidus and seen the inhabitants (Reilora! Bormodos! Cytaas! Quanikkas!), I'd kill for a one-shot or mini-series set on the Moon of Ill Omen.

[iridescent-x-pixie]

Right i actually rly loved the london trip😊🌧💕

It felt so exciting honestly was just giddy as fk xD (plus teary but im used to the emotional extremes plus being excited overides the bad stuff n vice versa ive no idea how to explain it lol) overall tho we had a good time and i coped n got thru the other bits, I was nauseous from anxiety the whole time there n back lol but it was still good to do n i think i need to do it more to get out of my comfort zone, eitherway we had a lovely holiday it was a massively good time even with the social anxiety n nausea 🙈

It rained the whole time we were there n omg there is no cold or breeze(I hate the heat lol its cos it gets too sweaty n thts grim lol I'm just not built for it, still felt good tho i couldnt cool down/acclimatise) when we got home bk off the train it felt great to be greeted with a cold blast of sea air lol it was lovely n chilly

We went to the Harry Potter shop at King's Cross, visited a few good omens filming locations and 1 from the gentlemen movie.

Also saw the spirited away play, the theatre we went to was elaborately victorian looking but idk it looked refurbished but like in a gd sense.

Fav characters/actors were the frog guy n lamppost lady, the three heads and ofc granddad and the soot sprites.

We got a few souvenirs, my bf got me a cropped Ravenclaw hoodie n it looks rly fkin nice ^_^ made me so buzzed cos I'd have never bought it by ms n it looks gd 😅

did lots of other bits like the ferry tours n using the underground but this post is massive already lol I'll just put ect;.

I got steps bk up from essentially nowt whilst I was in London

plus I felt anxious all week so I couldn't eat lol

but tbh I wanna try n eat healthily or at least train or work out for strength rather than for getting skinny.

I want to be having fun or just enjoying my life and instead I have focused on weight but I think it's cos I still think skinny is like some 'solves all problems' kinda thing. U don't care as much what ppl think when ur comfortable with urself, I either think ill get there through being skinny or at least being fit enough to climb a wall or lift my own body weight.

(I rly wanna do stuff without being unfit and out of breath. Being skinny and still feeling like a fat mess just cause your weak n don't eat but exercise loads doesn't feel like a gd look n im obvs just embarassed when ppl see me struggling)

But rn i need to get my appetite bk n to not feel anxious all the time.

[silveredlies]

Ill omens, as if Corvinus believed any of that shit. No, that was Callum and his fucking forms and his fucking beliefs. Corvinus had never been one to be afraid of superstitions or the taboo; if he was, he certainly never would have gained the immortality he now held. "Don't confuse the Irish and Scottish now. Practically an...practically an insult." The words were getting harder to say, slurring with every subtle push. There was a thought that perhaps most would have buckled under the weight of the powers by now but Corvinus had thankfully built up some resistance after centuries alive. That, and likely the blood of the naga helped a bit as well, but one could only hold out so much under the influence of a literal deity, even someone like Corvinus.

What did he pay? He still had dreams of them, the past coming to haunt him in his most vulnerable moments. He could recall walking behind her, her red hair bouncing with ever step, their fingers intertwined even as she insisted she move first. The scent of flowers and freshly tilled soil, laughter ringing in the air. He could recall standing on the front steps of that little cottage, seeing the two young children playing in the gardens full of magical herbs they had planted. The two crouched down, the dark haired boy holding up some frog he had found to his red-haired younger sister. The spitting image of both parents. Yet he never saw their faces, not anymore. If he were honest with himself, it was likely because the memory of their faces had faded away into nothing, any paintings locked away in his manor to avoid being reminded. There was a bitter smile on his face, eyes glazed over with the memories. "Everything," he replied in a whisper as the smile died away. "The payment was...everything. I lost it all." For a moment, he had been a better man. He had been content to give up his status, to settle down in obscurity and live a normal life. There had even been a period he had sought mortality again.

But that was so long ago, a different life entirely lived by a man of another name that Corvinus had long since forgotten. It wasn't anything he sought any longer, a hope crushed and a mere flicker of joy in a life spent trying to fill a void with more and more power. "But that was...so very long ago." His own story, locked away and somewhat of a sobering one at that.

He was only vaguely listening to Suresh at that point, his mind still entangled on red curls and the sound of children laughing. But then the mention of blood and Corvinus forced the smile on his face again. He wanted one of the vials...Corvinus's head turned, eyes finding the jacket he had discarded earlier. "There's a rip in the seam of the inner lining. Just around the edge. It's in there. I soaked the bottle in perfume to hide the scent." Cocky in all ways, dipping back into his own ego despite the drunken haze of the power pressing into his mind. "Di, um....Do be careful not to tear it further. It's quite...expensive to fix."

Suresh could feel the snap of bones shifting back into their rightful spots as he gave them room to fix themselves. An astonishing healing ability. Not simply accelerated since they were moving back to their correct positions rather than healing in the wrong ones. Almost a need to move back to statis. Suresh wondered if there would be any bruising once he let go. Curiosity filled the Naga for the unique witch and the limits to this gift of his. But still, Suresh held Corvinus fast.

His magic seeped into the witch, slow spread, he could have pushed harder but there was a cruel streak in the Naga that wanted Corvinus to feel what was happening to him. And the two of them were long past subtly now. Suresh smiled softly at the drunken laugh, "Europeans and your ill omens." He'd tried to tell Callum that the tide of the world could be seen. And places of upcoming tragedies or great events had their own pull and signs if you knew what to look for. "Is he?" Suresh could feel the slowing down, the break down of the witch's defenses. His voice a soft whisper, "What did you pay?"

Ah, so it was a him. That was useful to know. Suresh wondered about the kind of magic needed to hide from all three of the gangs and yet let Corvinus find the Leader of the Nameless. He slowed his influence down just a little, a soft creep through Corvinus' mind like a silence, steady fog bank, "Why wouldn't you just run to him for protection?" Suresh chuckled again at being told what he had to do. His cool, dry fingers still holding Corvinus' face, "What I'm doing? This is just a taste of it... Would you like to know a secret?" Suresh closed his eyes, breaking the gaze but leaving his god's power pressing gently through Corvinus' mind. He tilted his head to the side and whispered, "I don't have to look at you or touch you to do it either... I can make you feel anything I want... I can make you want anything I say..." Not exactly true but how was Corvinus going to know that? He let out a soft sigh and looked at the witch again, but his eyes were only his eyes. "Let's start small shall we? Bring me your vial of naga blood. As a show of good faith... If you don't I'll know you're a liar and if I can't kill you I will run you out of my city or make you wish you were dead. If you do, we will be friends. And then we can discuss you delivering the Leader of the Nameless to me... Say yes and I'll let you go just like you ask, body and soul." And Suresh would, he was many things but he was a creature of his word.

[rosielovemore]

Alchemy

Alchemy, a fascinating blend of medieval magical study and modern chemistry, unveils the intricate relationship between science and enchantment. Alchemists today not only delve into transfigurations of the body and materials but also embark on chemical experiments infused with magic.

During medieval Europe, alchemy stood as a study of change and transformation, veiled in mystery and symbolism. Behind its enigmatic imagery of flasks, feathers, dragons, and lions lay a more practical side: the dissolution, distillation, and coagulation of substances, driven by the pursuit of riches or healing.

In that era, alchemists often employed birds, animals, and mystical symbols to represent scientific processes. For instance, the toad embodied the concept of "prime matter," the starting point for alchemical experiments. This symbolism draws from local folklore, such as the tale of the Princess and the Frog, where the transformation of the frog played a central role.

In other instances, serpents and eagles represented two salts—sal ammoniac and saltpeter—while ravens, peacocks, and parrots symbolized color changes. Ravens, associated with substances that transformed into black tar, were often considered a sign of failure or an ill omen.

One of the most captivating creatures depicted in alchemical manuscripts is the dragon! With its dramatic portrayal, the dragon embodies the transformation of metallic substances into life-giving elixirs or gold. These majestic creatures are often depicted generously bestowing healing or offering gold.

Traditional alchemists laid the foundation for various Fizzle chemical processes that predate the persecution of wizards by Fizzles. Their contributions encompassed the refinement of ores, the production of gunpowder, the creation of glass and ceramics, leather tanning, and the manufacturing of inks, dyes, and paints. Even today, alchemists continue to produce most of the magical equivalents in these domains.

In the realm of traditional alchemy, practitioners focus on elemental transmutation, aiming to transform base materials into purer forms such as turning lead or iron into silver or gold. They also explore permanent alterations in the state of matter, such as rendering glass malleable or durable. Elemental manipulation plays a significant role, with practices involving electricity and fire, as well as life-force manipulation, including immortality, healing, and the creation of life or homunculi. Additionally, alchemists possess the knowledge and skill to craft potions and magical items, primarily for practical applications.

Modern alchemists retain a strong connection to these traditional practices, but they intertwine the modern science of Fizzle chemistry. They embody the wizarding scientists of our world, delving into the fascinating realm where enchantment meets periodic elements and natural forces. By following scientific processes akin to Fizzle scientists, modern alchemists bring a structured approach to their craft, combining magical energy with the principles of chemistry.

[sleepymccoy]

New Redbubble!!!

Corona has knocked my income back to less than my rent, which is an interesting zone to be in. I do have government assist coming hopefully in a month (Australia apparently can’t pull its shit together before April 27th, which is bonkers cos rental assist already exists, lads), but for now i’m flying by the skin of my pants, to mix a metaphor.

I’m not looking down the barrel of real trouble, so please don’t worry about a need to donate here, but I have opened a new Red Bubble shop in response to this stress. So here it is [link to whole-ass shop]

If there’s any art of mine you’d like to see up on redbubble, let me know. I’m trying to avoid copyright (got a few emails from disney once upon a time, the fuckers) but if you’re interested in something blatantly fan art i’ll have a look-see to see if i can make it a bit more subtle, just let me know you’re interested!

If you’re keen to support my art and creating in a more general way, my patreon is hella active cos i’m at home five days a week and am just churning that art out, have a look [link to patreon, babey]

Take care, all <3

[sm0kingcrack]

I did this little doodle of Hastur to warm up and its what he is!!!! stinky!!! 

[milf-harrington]

ok gimme a rundown of the warrior cats society and how an atla au would work

this took me a really long time to answer bc tumblr kept crashing ://

anyway, so... basics.

within the warriors universe theres different groups: clans, rogues, loners + kittypets (theres more but that goes beyond basics)

there are 5 main clans (technically 6 (technically 7))

Thunderclan: live in densley wooded areas, prefer woodland creatures as prey (squirrels, mice etc), tend to rely on their strength.

Riverclan: live along waterways where they can hunt fish and river birds, they enjoy swimming and are very slippery fighters

Windclan: live in open spaces like moors or grassy fields where they can run and hunt rabbits, they're swift on their feet and agile.

Shadowclan: live in darker, colder places like marshes or pine forests with a diet of "grosser" prey like frogs and rats, they're cunning and stealthy and have a bad reputation (that started off really cool actually but this isnt the post for my pro!shadowclan agenda)

Starclan: the afterlife! when clan cats die, this is where they go. Starclan are in charge of giving leaders their nine lives, offering guidance (usually to medicine cats or leaders), and delivering prophecies.

Rouges: non-clan affiliated (derogatory). clan cats do not like them, their interactions are often unpleasant and can quickly turn violent.

Loners: non-clan affiliated (neutral). these guys are just lone cats that are pretty happy living their own life doing their own thing, clan cats dont usually have any issue with them, its more of a "hey, private property <3" deal

Kittypets: housecats, clan cats have no respect for kittypets, they see them as pampered and weak. this is a prejudice that follows even the greatest of warriors right to his deathbed. (Rip Firestar you were my hero </3)

now, within clans there are ranks

Leader: clearly, the leader of the clan. In charge of clan-wide decisions, assigning mentors, and gets final say in battle plans and shit. They are gifted their 9 lives by Starclan, as mentioned and this is where they earn their 'star' suffix (eg. Fireheart -> Firestar). Leaders are also in charge of giving apprentices their warrior names.

Deputy: second in command and next in line to become leader.

Medicine cat: clan doctor and spiritual adviser. Its their job to heal and also to interpret and pass on messages from Starclan like prophecies or omens. Medicine cats are entirely responsible for their own apprentice- they choose their own, decide on their own terms when their apprentice is ready to finish training, and gives them their full name.

Queens: mama cats.

Elders: experienced cats who have retired due to age or disability, well respected.

Warriors: adult cats that hunt, fight, patrol and train apprentices.

Apprentices: young cats of 6 months or older who are being trained to become either a warrior or a medicine cat. At this age their name ends in 'paw as they've not yet earned their full warrior/medicine cat name, they need to pass a final assessment of their skills first.

Kits: kittens younger than 6 months. they still live in the nursery with the queens and arent allowed to venture outside of their camp.

notes: there's an code that all clan cats follow that has been added to over time, its known as the warrior code. while medicine cats do honour the warrior code, theyve also got their own that they follow.

Theres a gathering on every full moon, where the four leaders bring their clans together on neutral ground to discuss any disturbances or offer news (apprentices that graduated to warrior, a newborn litter, any deaths - even updates on illnesses or warnings about something that might affect the others) its also a chance for inter-clan mingling, which isnt really frowned upon so long as everyone remembers to be loyal to their clan first in times of trouble.

Medicine cats meet together on every half moon, where they travel to a sacred place to commune with starclan. Medicine cats dont really follow the same social rules as warriors, as they see it more as their duty to heal and offer guidance than to defend. Medicine cats are basically neutral.

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Im going to have to think more on how an atla au would work, although a surface level au would probably be something like:

thunderclan - earth kingdom

riverclan - watertribes

windclan - air nomads

shadowclan - fire nation

talking more specifically about characters tho

Katara: riverclan apprentice, probably a yellowfang situation (trained as a warrior, becomes a medicine cat later down the line; which lead to one badass healer)

Sokka: riverclan apprentice on his way to warrior

Hakoda: riverclan deputy

Arnook: riverclan leader

Yue: riverclan warrior, probably freshly graduated

Toph: thunderclan medicine apprentice, against her will. shed rather train as a warrior but her parents were against it due to her blindness; but she trains by herself anyway. (similar to jayfeather but without the dreamwalking)

Suki: thunderclan warrior, a good mentor, on the path to deputy

Aang: windclan medicine apprentice

Gyatso: windclan medicine cat, aangs mentor

Ty Lee: either a windclan apprentice or a shadowclan medicine apprentice

Zuko: shadowclan apprentice on his way to warrior

Jee: shadowclan warrior, Zuko's mentor

Iroh: shadowclan elder

Azula: shadowclan apprentice

Mai: shadowclan apprentice

June: shadowclan warrior, mais mentor

Ozai: shadowclan leader, azula's mentor

[stabbedpages]

Do you remember when we were little kids and we used to sit under the oak tree near school? I used to make you flower crowns out of dandelions that blew away with the wind on our way back home, they were your favourite flowers, remember? You used to lie on my scabbed knees and tell me how one day we would both get out of this shitty little town and have a house of our own and how I would be the husband and you would be the wife. A house with no screaming or crying or slamming doors. A house where we would take in the things that deserved so much more love than they got, the wild things, the things deemed useless, like dandelions and frogs and lizards and snakes and black cats our parents always said were ill omens- and us. There would always be room for the unloved, for the neglected, for whoever wanted to stay.

I am still waiting for you here under the oak tree. The dust has settled on that blue sweater of mine that you loved so much. The flower crowns I made for you have withered and died, the breeze has blown away the white tufts of the dandelions. The smell of your perfume has faded from memory and the taste of your cherry chapstick feels like a lifetime away. I'm still right where you left me a few weeks, months or maybe years ago. When you took his hand in yours and now it's his lips you kiss but tell me, does he taste like our favourite chocolate like you told me I used to. Does he know how much you love dandelions or your favourite book or why you love the colour green? Does he braid your hair when you lie on his lap or sneak into your bedroom at midnight because he knows you love cliche highschool love stories? I hope he does, but just in case he doesn't, I'll be right here waiting for you, under the oak tree, the car packed and ready to leave.

I just noticed that all the poetry I write about guys is like murdering your lover or something and the ones I write about girls r simp shit- won't even lie it's complete simp shite.

[dmsden]

Under the Evil Eye - Creative ideas for Bestow Curse

Hullo, Gentle Readers. This week’s Question from a Denizen comes to us from fright-master, who asks, “SO I have a Warlock who just nabbed Sign of Ill Omen as an invocation. It says that you can conjure up effects similar in power to the ones the spell [Bestow Curse] gives you. What are some cool and creative effects you can imagine Bestow Curse causing?”

Oh, this is fun! Let me ponder on this!

So we know Bestow Curse allows you to do some basic things, and, since it’s in the Basic Rules, I have no qualms reprinting them here:

Choose one ability score. While cursed, the target has disadvantage on ability checks and saving throws made with that ability score.

While cursed, the target has disadvantage on attack rolls against you.

While cursed, the target must make a Wisdom saving throw at the start of each of its turns. If it fails, it wastes its action that turn doing nothing.

While the target is cursed, your attacks and spells deal an extra 1d8 necrotic damage to the target.

So first, I would think about how to flavor these specific effects, since we know for a fact that these are things it can do. Flavoring can really make the spell feel interesting and fun.

Let’s say you decide to curse your opponent just before a debate. Maybe you want to make their eloquence fail them, so you decide to give them disadvantage on Charisma. But what does that look like? Sure, they could become ugly, but Charisma doesn’t just mean physical beauty. What if you went with the classic faerie tale curse, and a frog fell from their mouth every time they spoke. That would be off-putting to say the least!

Disadvantage from attacks could be because the target keeps having ill-luck, but it could be much more. Maybe you cloud their eyes with blood, or maybe you become partially insubstantial to them. Maybe you force them to see the faces of their dead loved ones every time they’re about to strike, causing them to recoil.

Maybe the reason they keep failing to take actions is that, every turn, they see an illusion of some past shame they keep secret. The DM could have some fun roleplaying the target as they’re confronted by something they wished would stay buried...possibly literally!

Extra necrotic damage could be the target’s flesh literally withering away. As a DM, I’d happily allow this to be changed to some other kind of damage. Maybe you’ve trapped them in a storm, and, as each attack comes down, lightning or thunder strikes along with your blow. Changing damage on each casting could make this quite powerful, as you find ways to overcome monster resistances and take advantage of vulnerabilities. I would have no issue of creative uses of the spell in this way.

Putting aside these effects, you could possibly use this spell to do things like:

Reduce movement speed

Impede a target by removal of one of their senses

Make someone unable to speak

Make someone drop things they’re holding

Make them unable to stop moving around (possibly forcing them to move away and provoke attacks of opportunity, or prevent flanking)

Give you advantage on attacks against them

Mistake an ally for an enemy

I think as a GM, I would reward creative curses more than game affecting ones. I would be more inclined to show leeway if the person getting the curse seemed to deserve it. I’d be extra impressed with the player for looking at things from classic faerie tales and other literature. And, if they were an Archfey Pact Warlock, I could see their patron being willing to...help.

You could take a page from A Midsummer Night’s Dream. A nobleman suddenly finds themselves with the head of a donkey, although they have no idea that anything is unusual. Maybe they find themself suddenly falling in love with something bizarre, like a pig or a cow, and humiliate themselves publicly.

You could cause mirrors to crack whenever a vain man tries to look in them. A greedy merchant might find herself giving away more than she means to with each transaction. A liar might find himself forced to always speak the truth. A beautiful but nasty person might suddenly find themselves constantly exuding a powerful stench that drives suitors away.

I’m thinking an Archfey patron would be highly inclined to help a Warlock with whimsical curses. If a player came up with something really appropriate, funny, and creative, I might have an Archfey patron extend the curse’s duration to “until it’s dispelled“ prior to the game stats of the Warlock would normally allow this. I wouldn’t do it often, but I would definitely do it for a great moment. Think of the famous “To the pain” speech from Princess Bride...it’s an incredibly powerful and appropriate speech that outlines a terrible sort of curse. If I had a Warlock confront an archenemy and choose to curse them with something utterly appropriate, like confronting a vain man with the possibility of eternal ugliness, I could definitely imagine an Archfey patron lending a hand. Depending on the curse’s nature, other Patrons might help out, but I think they’d be more inclined to demand something in return as well.

As a last note, I don’t think the spell Bestow Curse should be the be-all and end-all of curses in D&D. The curses of powerful fey, devils, gods, and such could be much, much worse than what this spell allows, but I would tend to make those a story element rather than a spell that can simply be dispelled. For example, Maleficent’s spells on Aurora in Sleeping Beauty is cast when the Princess is just a baby but lingers until she’s 16 and then threatens to be permanent unless a specific counter is used. The curse that turns the Beast into his monstrous form in Beauty & the Beast is not just a normal polymorph spell. The curse of Undeath in Pirates of the Caribbean is pretty fantastic. Really, there are a lot of great curses out there.

I hope this helps, fright-master. I hope your Warlock has fun cursing folks.