#dice's fics

[heartinhyacinth]

Fanfic idea where Xie Lian gets hit with a curse and de-aged to a young child. No big deal—Xie Lian isn’t harmed and Hua Cheng can break it easily. The only issue is…it happened while they were in the Gambler’s Den—someone lost a bet and had to give over their prized bag of artifacts, jewels, and weapons. It was brought up to Hualian, and Xie Lian touched it and immediately burst into a cloud of smoke. What was left over was pile of white robes, big eyes, and chubby cheeks. Hua Cheng’s anger at the previous owner of the cursed object only managed to last long enough to wave his hand at Yin Yu to go interrogate the man. Not a moment later, he was swooping a shocked, mini version of his husband into his arms and smothering his cheeks and forehead in kisses, finally understanding Xie Lian’s uncontrolled endearment when he was forced to take a child’s form during the last opening of Mount Tonglu. Xie Lian attempts to pout and cross his arms, but soon breaks into giggles and surrenders to the Ghost King’s sudden onslaught of excitement.

After much cheek pinching and tickling, Hua Cheng finally eases the worry floating in the back of Xie Lian’s mind and informs him with a sad sigh that there is in fact an easy cure to this wonderful predicament. Except…it requires something in Paradise Manor. So, after a few moments of amused coaxing and reassurance, Hua Cheng exits the most bustling place in Ghost City with a child on his hip that looks just like Xie Lian and walks them home. The citizens go wild.

A child!!! Chengzhu and Granduncle have a child!! There’s no doubting it—I mean, it really looks exactly like Xie Lian!!

The news spreads throughout the city within hours. The celebration easily rivals the one that took place when they found out Hualian had gotten married. Toys and clothing are shoved into Xie Lian’s arms for months afterwards. Hua Cheng teased the life out of a regular-sized Xie Lian for just as long. Back when he was first returned to normal, Xie Lian had pestered if Hua Cheng could just broadcast what actually happened to the city and put an end to it, but got the same answer each time:

“But gege… :( I can’t tell them you were cursed by that trash—what if someone thinks they can try, as well?”

(They both know extra precautions have been taken since then and nothing really dangerous could ever reach him—the only reason that particular curse flew under the radar was because it was so mild. Anything stronger would have been flagged before it ever reached the stairs.)

[bluecowboyss]

Some more dice hoarders doodles… im still very much in art block but I like doodling these two. I swear I got more hector and jean loo art its just not finished 😞

[thirteenth-sword]

not really sure what you were expecting there, sabo

but why are sabo and law in jail together? why is sabo dressed like a doctor? is the handcuff on law's arm made of seastone? find out all this and more in LJ's newest slawbo fic!!! GO READ IT NOW!!!!!!!!!!

[helpimstuckposting]

Steve agrees to play D&D as long as Eddie plays too, so they get Will to DM. Somehow, Steve rolls three nat20s in a row and Eddie’s like ‘no fucking way, not possible, give me those’ and rolls with Steve’s dice. He immediately gets a nat1

[bittersweetyrn]

big fan of essek thelyss, not the fanon interpretation, which is either "smol bean, tiny fragile elf who's a sweetheart and basically a child" or people mistakenly calling betrayal of one's home country a "war crime" and then proceeding to be flippant about it anyway, but the real Essek

pretentious motherfucker that committed treason bc he though he was smarter than everyone else

learned to float literally just to impress other rich people

canonically neutral evil

basically head spymaster of his country and master of lies but sucks shit lying to his friends

stayed bitchy even after his redemption arc

"there is nothing I would love more than to not be around you all for the remainder of this day"

a space wizard that crushed someone with telekenesis just to show off (the person was already dying)

sexy feet, nice ass, overall hottie

fell in love with a traumatized wizard of his enemy country and it was mutual despite all the betrayal

faggot

gave away state secrets to enemy wizard bc he though he was sexy

discovered time travel with his boyfriend

proceeded to say they shouldn't use time travel (bc now he's a good boy) but was willing to sacrifice everything and help if his bf wanted to use it

once confessed he had such a bad fight with his dad that his dad ran into the demon caves and never returned (essek doesn't feel bad about this at all)

young for an elf but still 120 years old, he called his bf "young man" and flexed on him about how much more evil he is

[patopq]

oml i wonder if theres a fic of what-wouldve-happened if liams shitty die hadnt betrayed him and caleb had succesfully persuaded essek to join the nein with trent, astrid and aedwulf to stop lucien. the epic bisexual maelstrom

[asydicsydney]

Y'all, fellow Dice Hoarders, we have to persevere over this influx of Chance and Parker fics (if you are a multishipper, you're on thin ice /j)

We need the Dice Hoarders fics, we need the smut fics, we need the art (if it's art on here please tag me, I don't actually check the DE tag anymore)

I know I'm the captain, but I'm doing ArtFight for the first time and I'm busy :((

Whoever writes the first Dice Hoarders smut gets to be my... Second mate? Is that a term? I'm running out of ship terms

[bisexualbrainrots]

wip weekend.

tagged by this angel @sad-girl-hours23 can't believe it took me all week to finally post but hey! I've finally put a stop to the planning and started writing this.

in short, it's a "buck and tommy try to be friends (spoiler: it fails)" fic, though no tommy yet in this snippet. timeline wise it takes place a month after s8 finale.

The sound of kids playing could be heard at a distance.

“As you can see, the place is packed with natural light. There’s also good airflow thanks to the high ceilings, which is great for the summer.”

Buck was looking from the living room window, the corners of his mouth twitched upwards as some of the children celebrated their victory. His realtor also pointed how great of a neighborhood this was: quiet for the most part, with a nice community, close to different parks and, apparently, kid-friendly.

Perfect for a family.

This… wasn’t going to be a winner.

He turned on his heels, his smile all too knowing by his realtor at this point. She sighed, crossing her arms and tilting her head at him.

“Mr Buckley, I… I don’t mean to sound disappointed but, you’re not very satisfied with any of the properties we’ve seen.”

“That’s not true! there was that house in—”

“The one with the squeaky floors?” Buck grimaced and ducked his head. She did say it wasn’t easy to repair them given something about the structure of the place. He couldn’t really pay attention with how distracting it was to hear her walk around the house, the wood screaming at him. Not the kind of character he wanted for his home. “What is it that you truly want, Mr Buckley?”

My life back.

Buck fidgeted with his fingers, thinking of what he could tell his realtor so that she wouldn’t ask any more questions, or at least so that he wouldn’t scare her off by venting everything about his life this year. She’s been so understanding throughout the process, and he does want her to help him find his dream home.

He just didn’t think it’d take at least a month for that to happen.

Or not happen, seeing how this viewing was going.

[thecatchat]

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Jerry/Chance (AKA Dice Hoarders) fic that I'm working on. Here's the first 600 words, I'd love to hear what you all think so far! Under the cut for space reasons. Also posted in the date everything community.

Jerry paces in front of one of the few doors in the Museum of Lost Things. He approaches the door, a sentence on the tip of his tongue, and turns away before a word can come out. He pauses to listen to the scratching of pencil on paper from behind the door and twists the end of his tape measure between his fingers.

Since Chance and him had become boyfriends, something that still sent a thrill through his veins, he’d cleared out a little space for Chance to work on his stories, just in case inspiration struck while he was in the depths of the museum. Chance had been delighted and used it every now and again. Sometimes Chance even asked for help drawing a map or if they could make a prop together. It was working out great!

Except now, he hadn’t seen Chance in over a full day. Chance had been struck with some bolt of inspiration while touring one of his newest installations and all he’d heard from him since was the gentle scratch of pencil on paper.

Jerry wouldn’t dare to interrupt Chance while he’s in the creative flow state. But as the minutes tick by and the pencil keeps scratching behind the door, he can’t help but feel worried. It’s not the first time Chance has gone on a multi-hour creative spree but it’s the longest one by far. Even with the shorter ones, there’s always a nagging fear that he’s going to find Chance passed out at the makeshift desk surrounded by campaign notes.

Pencil scratching is replaced by papers being shuffled around then by silence.

Jerry hovers near the door, fiddling with the paper bow tie around his neck. Seconds pass, then a minute, then two. The sounds of a chair being adjusted give Jerry a chance to breathe again.

“Oh nelly,” he mumbles into his hands, “I’ve got to get him to bed.” But how? Even if he got Chance away from the desk and into bed, his head would be so full of ideas and thoughts about G&G that he wouldn’t be able to relax at all.

“Alright lost things,” he blindly opens one of his drawers and starts fishing around the piles of loose papers, “what do I do about Mr. Grottos and Gargoyles?”

Since learning about tarot card reading during a G&G session, Jerry had developed something similar for himself. If he felt lost or unsure, he’d blindly fish through his papers and try to interpret them into an action or object. It was fun and had helped him complete multiple repurposing projects into new exhibits all by himself. He’d never used it for advice on people before, much less Chance, but he hadn’t felt this lost before with Chance.

He finally plucked a paper out and nearly choked on his own spit.

Ben-Hwa’s receipt.

He stared at the piece of paper. The writing on it didn’t change.

He folded it around one of his fingers, cleaned off his glasses, and checked again.

Still Ben-Hwa’s receipt.

“Bedknobs and broomsticks, are you sure?”

Jerry fished around another pocket. Maybe he was doing this wrong? He and Chance had done things in the “other sheets” as Chance liked to say, but he’d never taken the lead before. Chance was always guiding him once things got past a quick peck on the lips, would he even like the idea?

An 8th grade report card for the human came out with a quiet whoosh. It commended the human for their adaptability, creativity, and willingness to dive headfirst into new situations. In the top corner a sticker in the shape of a star proudly declared, “you’ve got this!”

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That's what I've got written so far! let me know if there are any spelling errors!

[help-me-nah]

Finally took some photos of maybe the coolest gift ever.

A incredible binding of my Steddie fic Aftermath (and other works from the Don't Settle for That series) by the unbelievably talented @whimsyquill (whimsyandquillbinds on insta)!! One of the most gorgeous things anyone's ever made for me and I cannot begin to explain how emotional I still am over it.

I have so much to gush about on this thing. The foil lettering, the fantastic color palette, some gorgeous glittery holographic endpaper (not pictured), the table of contents and chapter graphics (which get increasingly saturated as the chapters progress as a parallel to the emotional growth? the detail!), little D20 icons for line breaks. Just a stunning amount of attention and care that I can't get over. For a fic I wrote! What?!?

Also, on a technical level, just an incredibly clean, tight binding. The kind of stuff that makes me simultaneously go "man I want to pick up bookbinding again" and "I wish I could bind anything that clean."

Genuinely though, to be able to literally hold in your hands something you wrote, that someone cared about enough to bind? It's a pretty unmatched feeling, so thank you!!!

[toastedjeans]

headcanon that Battat gets all sappy and clingy when he's sick. he doesn't get sick often, but when he does, he wholeheartedly believes he's gonna die (pun intended), and he doesn't want his loved ones' last memories of him being a situation where he's been mean to or mad at them

also he has severe self worth issues and thinks if he isn't the "perfect" Mike he's literally worthless as a person. that's why he's such a perfectionist and wants every little detail to be exactly right. if anyone, and especially Tenna finds out about this whole Mike ordeal, his whole life would be over in his mind. if he's not Mike, if he can't manage to be Mike, what even is he good for then?

[octopunkmedia]

the snake and the scorpion | livescreamers (2023) dir. michelle iannantuono

[sinofwriting]

Hello Lovely!

Let me just say that I’m obsessed with your fica and they always get me through my studying breaks! Can I request print 1. “Kiss for good luck” with my favourite American boy Logan 😩🥰 he’s been hitting a lil different lately.

P.S hoping this disaster start of a weekend is over quickly my gods!!

Not gonna lie seeing your name in my inbox made me so happy. Hope your doing well! And yeah let's hope this disaster of weekend ends quickly.

Title: Nerves Alight Words: 375 Prompt: “Kiss for good luck?” w/ Logan Sargeant Note(s)/Warning(s): Reader is American and from Nevada (the state that Las Vegas is in). Also, Logan calls her Dice because I'm a sucker for cute weird nicknames.

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She couldn’t help but feel nervous as she watched Logan get ready for qualifying. Despite being together for nearly a year and a half this was the first race she had been able to attend. She had been at Miami, Montreal, Austin, and Mexico for the races but not at the tracks themselves, too busy with school, either class or studying, or doing the tutoring sessions she had already signed up to do before Logan had convinced her to join him.

He had pouted, whined, tugged at her a bit when she told him she had to stay at the hotel or in Miami’s case his place, but she had remained unrelenting. Even when he offered to just give her the money she would have been paid for tutoring. She had a five star rating for a reason and in her three years of tutoring she had never canceled a session.

So watching him now, at his third home race in her home state, after the events of the first free practice and after overhearing that Carlos Sainz apparently had lost some feeling in his legs for a few seconds, she couldn’t help but worry. Her nerves set her a light as her hands uselessly clenched and unclenched. Her legs crossing and uncrossing.

“It’ll be okay, Dice.” He tells her, crouching in front of her and taking her hands in his. “Everything will be alright.” He soothes, when she doesn’t roll her eyes at him calling her Dice.

She gives him a shaky smile. “I know. I just never watched it in person.”

He knows that’s not it, but he’s grateful that she doesn’t actually say why.

After the race ended, he’d happily reassure her fully and let her talk about how scary it was to see him in the car after FP1 but now, he couldn’t. Needed to focus on qualifying and he was beyond grateful she understood that.

Hearing a knock on his door, he sighs at the signal that they need to leave and he stands, offering her hand to pull her up and she takes it. Pulling her a little closer, he leans in close, noses brushing against each other.

“Kiss for good luck?”

She smiles and presses their lips together.

[asydicsydney]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Date Everything! (Sassy Chap Games Video Game) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Jerry (Date Everything!)/Reader, Chance (Date Everything!)/Reader, Jerry (Date Everything!)/Chance (Date Everything!) Characters: Jerry (Date Everything!), Chance (Date Everything!), Player Character (Date Everything!), Sam (Date Everything!) Additional Tags: Gender-Neutral Reader-Insert, POV Second Person, Written Before Date Everything! Release, Feelings Realization, Dorks in Love, Love Triangles, but it's just, Polyamory, Kissing, First Kiss, Cartography is Sexy, Blushing, Your Boyfriends Are Now Boyfriends, CONGRATS!, No use of y/n, Autism, Chance (Date Everything!) is Autistic, Jerry (Date Everything!) is Autistic, author is autistic, Museums, Hugs, Established Relationship Summary:

Jerry and Chance never really talked until you brought them together through the magic of G&G. Now, as you bring Chance on a date to the Museum of Lost Things, and the Curator happens to be your other boyfriend, problems (and solutions) ensue.

[separatist-apologist]

Honestly I really pity people who are so prudish about fandom stuff, because like. The hottest thing a character can do is go on a revenge rampage. That's like humanity's favorite story from The Count of Monte Cristo to John Wick to ACOWAR's Spring Court scenes. Stories love cathartic revenge. Whenever I read a fic with some revenge little plots, I'm giggling and kicking my feet.

Like, ignoring the way people just don't seem to grasp that this is a made up story, I don't get why they keep coming here to bug me about it. We get it!! You hate feysand but unlike the people who are at least chill about it, they have to not-like-other-girls word vomit about it in my askbox. Horrible news but I too am problematic on account of being a person who is experiencing life for the first time. Like all of us. You can't escape it, and my fantasy book media isn't where I'm looking to make changes, you know?

And these asks always get sent on anon, because one quick scroll through their blog would reveal they too like "problematic" themes in their media, too- like goddamn, learn how to say feysand just sucks without turning yourself into the morality police. I don't care. I watched every season of TVD and Gossip Girl and I loved it, this doesn't come anywhere CLOSE to some of the bullshit in those shows

[thecatchat]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Date Everything! (Sassy Chap Games Video Game) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Chance/Jerry (Date Everything!) Characters: Chance (Date Everything!), Jerry (Date Everything!) Additional Tags: Dorks in Love, Chance (Date Everything!) is Autistic, Jerry (Date Everything!) is Autistic, Established Relationship, Neck Kissing, Gentle Kissing, then not so gentle kissing, Jerry is the chronicaler now, Chance stays up for way too long working on g&g, Blushing, Making Out, Pet Names, Love Bites, Role Reversal Summary:

Chance has been hit with a bolt of inspiration and Jerry couldn't be happier for his boyfriend! But-uh, it's been a lot of hours now, too many hours. Jerry needs to get Chance to relax and go to bed, but how?

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A Dice Hoarders fic! (Jerry x Chance) It’s here and written by me!

@asydicsydney