#i like the ranger constructs a lot....

[vesperosy]

finally drew totk fanart over a year later

[fedoraspooky]

The downside of having an old west gunslinger type character for a dungeons and dragons 5e game is that now i have to learn how the heck to draw guns

[roobiedo]

or as the locals call it, the Bug Bus. (pills is bugs?)

squeezing in one last concept sketch for the week hehe

a note on the 'legs' on this guy: technically an isopod has seven pairs of segmented legs, which would've looked really cool and mecha-like in this design too! but i've been spinning the idea of a microbe-inspired vehicle in my head for a while now, and wanted to see what it'd be like if these two concepts were combined. it... kinda works?

the inspiration struck when i was playing a wonderful ttrpg called Wanderhome with a friend, wherein our characters came across a herd of giant isopod 'cows', just chilling, grazing, and rolling around in a wide open field. we could ride on them too! which got me thinking...

in my fictional solarpunk world, i envision 'herds' of these caravans gathered together on a grassy meadow, forming their own sub-communities outside the boundaries of the city. sort of like a car meet, or even a mini mobile town, since these vehicles also serve as an alternative home for those with wanderlust, or who prefer a more nomadic lifestyle. i imagine there aren't that many of these special vehicles, as each one is custom made with their own unique furnishings, aesthetics and quirks. maybe the people there swap homes every once in a while, so everyone gets a chance to experience the different themes each caravan has to offer.

i also think these guys would be great to take on wilderness expeditions! since they're built for navigating through difficult terrain, they'd be the perfect companion for a couple of scientists or rangers who want to venture into dense forests for their research (and probably stay there for months on end). maybe the 'ball mode' would then be a way to defend them from wild animals and natural hazards, or even a form of camouflage? idk, lots more to flesh out here 🤔

while this design was based on tiny terrestrial pill bugs, most isopods are actually much larger and ocean-dwelling, so i can definitely see this being reworked into some kind of submarine too! and since isopods also dig underground sometimes, perhaps another version has antennae that function as a drill, so they can act as construction machines, or even emergency rescue units. ALSO isopods are known detritivores, so maybe there's an isopod caravan clean-up crew, that collects and decomposes organic matter such as dead leaves as they drive through the city? yeahhh???

im just coming up with these as i type rn hfkjsh

OH and don't even get me started on the possibilities for their exterior colours, based on actual species variation of course! dairy cow, zebra, lava, panda, cappuccino, clown, RUBBER DUCKY...!!!! they'd all look so cute waaaaaaaagh

[herbgerblin]

gonna ramble about worldbuilding

:0 come play with me in this space

I've been refining old concept art of the city of my story, Spiro and Nova, (because it sits in my head always and never truly leaves.) The sunflower skyrise is a giant, flower-like skyscraper that is supposed to open and peel back to protect the city beneath it from frequent, violent storms. In the setting of the story, it has been fixed in its closed position for several years.

(I am driven a little insane by how rapidly our climate crisis has increased since 2018 when I first started thinking about this story.)

I am not a true crime girlie, but I am a horrible history girlie. I listen to a lot of construction tragedy stories and I feel angry because they're all caused by corporate greed and negligence. I also read a lot about architectural greenwashing, when a building is marketed as eco-friendly and has all the stylings of a solarpunk utopia, but is really environmentally hazardous and costly to maintain/destroy.

I'll be real, my inspirations for the city are Power Rangers RPM and Attack on Titan. As a kid, they made me ask a lot of questions about urban design: What happens when your livelihood is dependent on a single, declining structure? What happens when that structure fails to work as intended? Who is hurt by this? Who benefits?

I live in a major city that is actively destroying the very forest that it is iconic for. I've been writing about that a lot as a journalist this past year. That experience (and the pandemmy) has made this idea not yet story hit too close to home sometimes. But at the same time, that's why I don't want to let it go.

[kyliafanfiction]

I saw a bit in a Taylor/Amy fic (the latest chapter of Desperate Times Call for Desperate Pleasures) where Amy compared Taylor to a Necromancer Princess (it fits in Context) and that immediately made me think of a Fantasy AU of Worm. No shards/powers, or at least not in the Worm way, but playing with the characters.

And of course that has me thinking about who everyone would be in such a story idea:

Taylor - necromancer, obviously, given the inspiration. Maybe not a princess, but of some high birth. Danny Hebert is still his canon personality, but as a necromancer. Probably a distant father since the death of Annette. Maybe he's consumed with trying to find ways to restore her to full life or something. Doesn't control bugs, maybe? Or maybe she controls swarms of dead insects in addition to or instead of the usual skeletons and zombies? I'd lean to no bugs, just skeletons and zombies, but YMMV. Keeping her bullied/etc experience may be harder, but if Emma is also a noblewoman, perhaps of higher status (maybe Taylor's low nobility? Or not at all?)

Amy - she's a cleric of some healing-related goddess, presumably? The rest of her family are probably all Knights and Paladins of some sort. Her birth father could be some sort of Bandit King type guy who played up a 'honorable highwayman' schtick (and may actually have been a noble as well as a bandit) akin to the 'code' and 'better than the other villains' thing he had going in canon. Her guilt over not healing all the time probably wouldn't be a thing because there'd be too many other healers, but you could still play with the idea, and she'd still have that separation from her family because she's not a warrior.

Tattletale - no magic, just really smart. Probably a 'Rogue', if we were applying classes to it.

Rachel - Ranger, obviously. Has a wolf animal companion, maybe actually gainfully employed as one of the Royal Huntsmen or someone who prevents poaching on a King's Forest type place. or maybe she's a poacher herself. Probably the latter, but the former could be done well, IMO. Either way, definitely still pretty feral from not spending a lot of time around most people.

Brian - maybe some kind of Paladin of darkness type thing. He could be sworn to Taylor's father as her bodyguard (and Taylor still has her canonical attraction to him).

Alec - I'm honestly not sure. If I were wedging it into D&D classes, some form of Bard, but I wouldn't necessarily want to be bound specifically to classes. Still, he could either have magic specially around manipulation and controlling of the body, or maybe he's like, half-demon, or quarter-demon (and Heartbreaker is either a demon or half-demon) and that's the source of his power. I lean towards the latter.

Aisha - Illusionist? Uses her magic for lots of pranks and stuff, and gets really good at making herself invisible, etc.

New Wave - as I noted, the rest of New Wave would probably be knights/paladins of some sort. Maybe Vicky, Sarah, Crystal and Eric ride griffons or some other flying beast? Vicky on a Pegasus sounds really fitting. Also probably a noble family, but definitely recently ennobled or low nobility, to play into the privileged WASP upper middle class vibe New Wave has in Worm

Lung - could be an actual Dragon, could be a guy who shapeshifts into one, maybe a half-dragon (playing on his half-chinese/half-japanese canon backstory and how he was an outsider in Japan as a result). Warlord or roaming bandit type guy, probably. Oni Lee would be a teleporting assassin who works for him, and Bakuda as an alchemist making explosive compounds and such is there.

Armsmaster - a master Smith and warrior. Already has a Halberd. maybe he does enchanted runes into his weapons or something to make them sharper

Miss Militia - either she's a super skilled archer of some sort, or maybe a magic who specializes in big, flashy attack spells (fireball, etc)

Dragon - Secretly a construct (or disembodied animating spirit?) of some kind that has free will and sentience, but pretends just to be a construct-crafting mage? Might not be able to keep using that name if Dragons are a thing in-setting. Depends.

Kaiser - probably a normal noble in his public face (Max, of the House of Anders), known for his charity towards the poor (only the humans, of course), but secretly the leader of a racist militia-type group that persecutes nonhumans in the Kingdom? Or specific groups of humans. Or both. Probably doesn't have magical powers, but does have some cool enchanted gear he paid a fortune for, and hides just how good he is with a sword, except in his secret persona?

Hookwolf - actual werewolf? Still works for Anders, presumably.

None of these thoughts are necessarily final, really, and I have a few more, but nothing quite formed yet.

Obviously, more might need to worked out, including plot and the particulars of the setting (is Brockton the whole Kingdom? Is Brockton Bay one city? A major focus? Maybe Brockton Bay is a larger region, and some of the various parts of the Bay are distinct cities and towns in the Bay area. I have a setting that involves both Paladins and Necromancers in prominent roles that I might repurpose if I was going to write this... which I still might, but not yet).

Other characters could play all sorts of roles, would have to think more on their equivalent versions. Can't just make everyone some flavor of wizard/warlock/witch/etc, and wouldn't want to be married to specific 'classes', but it's a solid starting point anyway.

What would you all envision 'Fantasy AU' versions of some of the characters? Do you think I'm way off the mark with some of them? Obviously 'Fantasy AU' covers a wide swath of possibilities, so there's a lot of variation. Still, curious as to people's ideas with it.

Obviously, if I wrote it, it would be Taylor/Amy in the long run, (I am nothing if not a predictable, hopeless shipper) maybe involving Taylor (and the AU's version of the Undersiders?) kidnapping Amy at some point, who knows.

[starscream-is-my-wife]

I am constantly rotating your documentary au in my mind it's such a fun idea. Since Ratchet has been assumed to be a teen mom, are the humans also concluding Optimus is the teen dad? Or are they thinking its a "I'm not the step dad, I'm the dad that stepped up" sort of situation? I wonder what sort of further misunderstandings are going to happen with the one sided communication and the assumptions made about our delightful trio and Cybertronians as a whole.

The town is mostly thinking that Orion is around the same age by the way he acts sometimes, even if he's a bit scary, he has a young dad goofiness to him, especally compared to Ratchets grumpyness. Although since the two humans reporting on them are biased and are also young adults, there's probably different rumors about them to other crowds

There's people who thinks Bee was the child of only one of them and the other was like, a coworker or a family friend that got caught in the crash because of how unrelated he looks to the both of them, adoption was also a possibility but Angel and Truck King havent been seen together too much, and when they are only few see it, most people haven't seen them close to each other at all

Generally, everyone thinks that Bee is Ratchets kid and whether OP is biologicaly the dad is in the air, due to Bee and Ratchet seemingly being a lot closer (OP has just been taking up more dangerous construction jobs for a building so Bee hangs out with Ratchet more)

The ones most invested in the bots do think that they're a young family, with such a positive view on them they're also the most ballsy with talking to them, if someone was skeptical they try to avoid them

But after that last interaction with the guy flirting with Angel it definitely solidified that those two are involved at least, now that the 'Angel is a young mom' rumor has been floating around, the people who think that Truck King is not the bio father is wondering 'is there a deadbeat big yellow dad who wasn't treating her right and now good man Truck King has snatched her away? Or is Angel just unfaithful? It looked like Truck King was unaware of her fans and she even fought him so the guy could get away!' Of course nobody would ever bring this up to any of the bots... or their fans

Alot of information comes from Zekes mouth, the big rumors start here because while he doesn't say anything public with none of them there to respect the bots privacy, its also really hard to not tell your other friends about the robots who you get to hang out with as part as your job (park ranger) but now your friends have the perfect combo of vaugeness and details to go wild with rumors.

So while most of the town (at least the younger population) loves the drama, a part still wants some actual evidence that arent from some 19 year olds mouth, like the only seen evidence that the bots are a family before is that "It looks like a man, woman, and child robot"

Zeke also mostly reports on rumors that are notable (or at least he thinks are) so heres some crazy ones:

The robots are government spies that look like a cute family to get our guards down

The bots are actually a cursed family and we're normal people until they angered a wizard

The bots were sent by God as a test for something

The bots are escaped experiments from the Canadian government

Pete is a super villian creating these bots in his basement in preparation for world domination

The bots not only eat energy, but they also eat souls and are marinating us slowly

These damn bots are here stealing our jobs, we gotta deport them back to space before more come

[yccoffeesimp]

𝑊𝒉𝑦 𝑑𝑖𝑑 𝐼 𝑠𝑎𝑦 𝑂𝑘𝑖𝑒 𝐷𝑜𝑘𝑖𝑒| ??? 𝑥 𝑅𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑟

TW: G0r3 & C@nn¡B@lism at the very end.

You stayed up the entire weekend writing the short story. You didn't want to think too hard about what to write, so you went with the easiest option. Fantasy/ adventure. It was already time for the next club meeting when you finished.

You wanted to show the others but to whom? Choose-

-Blade

-Dan Heng

→ Jing Yuan

-Gepard

->'Best to show Jing Yuan first, after all, he is the president and the one who gave us the assignment.'

You thought. You then slowly began to walk to him with the two flat papers in hand. "Lovely to see you again, Y/n."The ivory white-haired man said, smiling at you.

→ "Nice to see you as well Jing Yuan."

"Oh before I forget, I'd just like to say. If you have any suggestions for anything regarding the club such as activities or problems, don't be afraid to inform me." He said, crossing his arms, his cat-like smile still present on his features.

→ "I'll keep that in mind but I'm going to go with the flow as I get settled in."

"We all need time to earn our footing." He slightly laughed.→

"Say you wanna read the short story I wrote?"

You ask, handing him the papers as he nods. It didn't take long for him to finish reading the two papers of the short story. When he gave the papers back, he had a light smile.

"Excellent work, Y/n, I underestimated your writing capabilities. Say Dan Heng enjoys this type of writing style, the fantasy and the way with words is extremely moving and it paints a picture in your head as if you were in it yourself." He closed his eyes as he spoke, nodding ever so slightly.

→ "You lost me."

"My apologies, I didn't mean to wander. But regardless, it's very well written, and I enjoyed reading it. It captivates the reader and that's what is most important in any form of literature."

→ "Yeah I guess so."

"Since I've read yours, would you like to read mine as well?" He offered.

→ "Sure."

"Sorry if it isn't any good, I'm not as creative as most are." He smiled awkwardly, unfolding his arms across his chest as they landed at his sides again. Reaching for the paper that he had written on, which laid on the desk beside him, before handing it to you.

You took the soft, thin paper examining the words written on it.The story was about a group that called themselves Space Rangers and one of their amazing adventures. The story was rather vivid and from what you could tell no spelling or grammar mistakes. This is to be expected from Jing Yuan after all he is the valedictorian student.

You set the paper down as you looked at Jing Yuan."Is it bad?"He then asked.

→ "Are you kidding me? This is amazing!"

You exclaimed, this caused him to smile."I'm glad you think so, I feel as if I could use more practice on wording it better and try not to go into details a lot. Just proves I have a lot more to learn."

→ "We all could. Well, I'm going to go see what the others wrote. See ya around Jing Yuan."

"If you want to chat more, I'll be here." He smiled before you walked away.

Who's next?

→Dan Heng

-Blade

-Gepard

→ "Maybe I should go see Dan Heng next. He probably has some constructive criticism for my writing. I mean he's writing his own novel so.."

You thought, before walking up to him. He was sitting near the back of the classroom, hunched over that notebook that was said to contain that novel of his. Dan Heng didn't notice you until he looked to see you approaching him.

→ "Hey Dan Heng."

"Greetings {name}, is something the matter?" He asks, setting his pencil down for a brief moment.

→ "I was wondering if you wanted to read the short story we were assigned to read."

You said, you felt your voice slowly become high pitched as to not knowing how to talk to the guy. All you knew was that he was Dan Feng's, the future owner of Vidyadhara Industries, twin brother. He paused for a moment, thinking about your words."I'd be happy to." That was all he said.

You handed your paper to him, his attention immediately went to the paper in his hands. It only took a minute before the paper was handed back to you.

→ "So how was it?"

"It was well written, I must say. The movement with the words... It's unique, it makes you feel as if you're truly there." His words carried honesty and truth, you somehow couldn't help but be flattered.

→ "Thanks."

You plainly said. "I take it that you want to read what I've written for the assignment?" He spoke. You nod as he takes a slip of folded paper out of the notebook he was previously writing in. He passed it onto you, your hands unfolding it. You lightly scanned the paper, his handwriting was neat.. Words were in clear and constructed sentences. It was a small script of the romance genre.

→ "Wow, it's really good. You wrote this by yourself?"

Dan Heng nodded. "Just a small script, a friend of mine says I need to try to write new different genres.Some authors get boresome if they write the same genre over and over.. Or at least that's what they said."

→ "I kinda agree, sometimes the plot just repeats itself a lot."

"Speaking of such.. Any suggestions?"

→ "Huh-For what?"

"For my writing attempt at romance."

→ "Oh- Well I'm not an expert. It's good by my standards. I frankly enjoyed it."

You handed the paper back to him, it was folded neatly as it was before. Dan Heng took the folded material before staring at it for a short while. "I'm glad you enjoyed it." He spoke, putting the piece of paper back into the notebook. He then opened to a page and began writing, ignoring your existence once more.

Choose-

→ Blade

-Gepard

Might as well see what Blade wrote. Maybe you could learn more about him. All you knew was that he was one of the troublemakers of the school. Easily had fights and many were sent to the nurse's office on several occasions because of him. You remember having him in your biology class once, he didn't show up except for when it was final exam season.He sat at the back next to one of the windows. His arms crossed along his chest, with his hair covering a majority of his face.

As you walked up to him, you got a closer look. He seemed to be holding a small piece of paper. You didn't realize you were staring at him before he spoke. "Is there a problem.?" He asked, his voice was laced with irritation and annoyance at your actions.

→ "Uh- Not really.. I wanted to ask if you wanted to uh- read the short story thing we were to write..."

He scoffed. "You do realize there are others here who can read the damn story, right.?"

→ "Yeah well I want you to read it."

"Hard pass. Now if you'd excuse me, I'd like to be alone."

→ "Well can I still read yours in the meantime?"

Blade didn't reply but he did look at you for a short while. He groaned, handing you the small piece of paper."If it only means you'll leave me be, take it."

♡- You received Blade's short story!

→ "Don't you want it back?"

"No." His answer was blunt and he looked not in a good mood to continue chatting... Best to leave him be and move to the next person.

But first do you want to read the short story now or later?

Choose-

-Now

→ Later

→ ' I'll read it when I get home from the meeting. I still have to read Gepard's.'

Gepard was near the podium of the classroom, he seemed to be writing something down before his eyes caught you walking towards him."Oh- Hey {name}, is there something you need?" He asked, trying to cover up the paper he was writing on.

→ "Yeah, just wondering if you wanted to read my assignment and to check up on ya."

"Oh- Well, I'm doing fine at the moment. Also, I'd be glad to read it. I heard from Jing Yuan that it was really good." The blonde smiled. You hand him the piece of paper. He gently took it in his hands before reading it. Now that you looked closer at him. He almost looked tired yet he always slept in. The eye bags he had were barely noticeable but they were still there. Your train of thought was interrupted by Gepard handing the piece of paper back. "Like I said, it's amazing."

→"H-huh?"

Did Gepard say something when you were spacing out? "{Name}? Are you alright?"

→ "I'm fine, Gepard... Just thinking and thank you for thinking it was amazing."

You smiled. A small smile followed from Gepard when you did.

→ "Can I read yours now?"

Gepard froze, looking away from you for a moment. "The thing is...-"

→ "You forgot to write one."

Gepard nodded. That was probably why when you left Jing Yuan, Gepard went up to him. Probably to inform him that he forgot to write a short story. "I haven't had time to, you know how much of a handful five-year-olds are..."

→ "Lynx really is giving you and Serval a rough time then if you didn't have enough time to write a story."

He nodded.

→ "Ah, I see. Anyways, what were you writing earlier?"

Your gaze falls on to the piece of paper on the podium. Gepard followed your gaze to the paper. "The short story.."

→ "Speed writing?"

"I have it already written but I haven't proofread it yet."

→ "I can do it for you."

Gepard smiled at you. "I don't want to bother you with it {name}, I can proofread it-"

→ "I insist. It's the least I can do for you."

Gepard thought for a moment before sighing. He gave you the now slightly wrinkled paper for you to read.Some sentences didn't make sense but then again it wasn't proofread. The short story was a historical fiction of the history of Gepard's hometown. The scenery of Belobog was different from the scenery of the Honkai Star City. Snow-covered meadows, a chilling breeze... It was a winter wonderland from what Gepard described it to be as back then before the Eternal Freeze. You took a pencil and helped Gepard rewrite some sentences.

As you helped him though, you couldn't help but feel a pair of eyes watching you as you did so. You looked up from the paper the paper briefly and saw no one was looking and the feeling vanished. But when you looked back at the paper, the feeling returned. You pushed the feeling away as you tried to focus on the story.

"Thank you,{name}, for the help," Gepard said once the proofreading was done.

→ "No need to thank me, just doing my duty as your friend."

"Still... It means a lot." He shortly smiled. He opened his mouth to say something else before a loud crash sounded. Your attention snapped to a broken teapot on the floor at the back of the classroom. Boiling water poured from the now shattered object. Dan Heng and Blade stood in front of it, a shocked expression on Dan Heng's face and a rather annoyed expression on Blade's. "Crap.." Dan Heng mumbled as he went to grab the broom from the closet at the back.

Blade simply stared at the mess before completely walking over it. "Well, that's the first.." Gepard mumbled.

→ "First of what?"

Gepard looked at you before looking back at Blade and Dan Heng. "Normally when they even interact with each other, there's always an argument that follows before Jing Yuan breaks it up. But strangely they haven't been arguing.."

→ "They argue a lot?"

The blonde nodded. "We don't know why but they really hate each other. We never really questioned it either." He shrugged as Dan Heng came back to clean the broken ceramic.

→ "Imma go help Dan Heng real quick."

You grabbed some stray papers from your bag before walking to Dan Heng to pick up the spilled water. The floor was dried and the teapot was thrown away. "Thank you for helping, {name}."

→ "It's no problem. Just helping a fellow club member."

Dan Heng gave a short nod, but you could've sworn he smiled too.

-×-

Jing Yuan clapped his hands together. "I'm happy to say this concludes our second meeting with our new member." He started, his cat-like smile on his features. "After sharing our short stories, how does everyone feel?" He turned to look at Gepard first.

"It was nice," Gepard answered.

Then he looked at Dan Heng.

"It was quite helpful." He replied.

Then at Blade.

"It was... eventful." He scoffed.

And then lastly at you.

→"It was interesting."

Jing Yuan nodded, his arms crossing in front of his chest. "I'm glad to hear we all have at least positive outlooks on today's activity. Perhaps we can do the same tomorrow but as for now, the club meeting is over." And with that, you began to walk home. The sun was already setting with the moon peeking its head out ready to take its shift in the sky.

-♡Blade's Short Story: ......The blood sprayed over the walls. Agonizing screams echoed throughout the halls, a blade dragging across the skin of the captive. A maniacal laugh follows, their eyes looking longing at the beating heart in their hand. Blood oozing from the organ as its former owner's limbs became limp. "Finally mine... all, all mine..."

A voice said. They tilled the organ upside down over their mouth. The blood poured from the heart's atriums into their mouths."Not enough, not enough.." They gasped before throwing the dead heart away. Now ripping at the throat and torso of the dead body. "I can't- Need more.." They gasped one more time before all humanity in them was lost...

~Fin~

Pins: @sarcastic-cookie

[that-one-gay-writer1227]

Giving Him a Show

Tighnari x Fem!Reader smut

A/N: Hey everyone. A few things before I start. Firstly, I would like to credit my dear friend @hitomisuzuya for giving me a lot of the fuel for this, most of this fic was their idea so please go and show them some love<3 Secondly, for all of my writers out there, I'd like for any constructive critisim in the comments. I want to improve my smut writing given this is my first time in the genre, and finally if you've been following my xiao x reader 30 day challenge, i'll be posting day 6 tomorrow morning around noon.

summary: It was your day off from your job as a forest ranger in the avidya forest in a while, so you decided to spend it having a little fun. Or at least until a certain someone shows up asking for your research papers, leading you on a rollar coaster

warnings: slight angst, fluff, slow burn, porn with plot, masterbation, dom!tighnari, breeding kink, orgasm denial, biting/marking, cunnilings, tighnari calls y/n baby and "little flower" a few times, teasing, hair pulling, choking, both praise and mild degration, use of "good girl", vaginal penetration.

PSA: dont be silly, cover the willy folks <3

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Finally

It had been a full week of nonstop work. You haven't even had a chance to sit down and enjoy a full meal without having to multitask. You knew this job was gonna be busy but damn, you didn't realize that also included sacrificing your free time.

On the plus side, who knew you'd get lucky enough to have an attractive teammate. His black and green hair, his hazel eyes, the playful sarcasm...

My archons, sometimes that was the only reason you'd show up. Of course, you were always an amazing employee. Hardworking and strong ethics. But that doesn't mean you could help the butterflies tingling in your tummy every time you thought about the way his hands would feel caressing your hips. The way he would gently squeeze before moving lower and lower-

You'd take today's free day as a chance to deal with the frustration that'd been steadily building.

You felt your heart rate increase. The absolute sheer thought of him touching you making you needier by the moment. You lay down against your soft bedsheets, the cool sheets a sheer contract to your heated skin.

You needed him, you needed to feel him inside of you, stretching you, making you beg pathetically for him.

Your hands began to wander gently over your neck, down your chest, and over your stomach. You caressed the outside of your thighs squeezing them while imagining him doing the same while absolutely drilling into you hungrily.

You let out a subtle moan, feeling how wet you were growing. Your hands ghosting over your clothed, soaked cunt. The small movement forced a soft hip buck from you.

You wanted to feel him running his hands over your folds, barely touching. You wanted him to hold your hands above your head, his hot breath mere inches from your ear. His pants, and the sound of his fingers tantalizingly slowly circling around your entrance before plunging into it. Him telling you how good you're being for him.

You quickly took your shorts and undergarments off, the cold air licking against your aching sex. It didn't take much for your hands to snake down. you didn't bother being quiet. I mean, why would you?

You pressed two fingers into your cunt, stretching yourself as much as you could, but it just wasn't enough. You needed more. You were absolutely feral trying to press deeper, deeper. Yet you could only barely touch that one heavenly spot deep inside.

Here you were, desperately whining and soaking. Completely unaware of the unexpected guest now at your front door. You were slowly reaching climax begging outwardly for someone who wasn't there to touch you. You just couldn't reach far enough, nothing was filling you like you imagined he could.

To Tighnari, who was now at your door, blissfully unaware of the sins you were committing, you were probably taking some kind of nap or doing whatever you normally do in your free time.

He went to knock on the door when he heard it. He thought you were in pain, I mean it sounded like you were sobbing. He was unsure of what to do, should he bust in to help you? Or would you rather he left you instead of being viewed in so much pain?

It took him only a few seconds to make up his mind, he twisted the handle, surprised to find it entirely unlocked. Now he was really worried. If you were in so much pain that you'd forgotten to lock the door behind you then he made the right choice to go help.

He hurriedly searched the house for you. But the more he heard you, the more he questioned what the sounds were of. Eventually, he walked up the stairs toward your bedroom.

There was a slight crack in the door, clearly, you hadn't closed it behind you. He didn't want to intrude on your privacy, but he was only worried. He opened the door, almost immediately regretting his decision.

You still hadn't noticed him, your fingers pumping in and out of your drenched cunt. Tears streamed down your cheeks as you came closer and closer to what you'd been working for, crying his name.

That was until you made eye contact with him.

The shrill scream you let out was ear-shattering as you scampered to find something to cover yourself with, wielding no results.

"Oh my god, I am so sorry! I was just-just coming to get some papers but I see that your-your uhm busy! I'll go now-" The poor brunette's face reddened as he forced the words out of his mouth, bolting down the stairs and out of the house.

You were absolutely mortified. Heart and breath fast, you felt tears of embarrassment clouding your eyes, wondering just how much he saw, just how much he heard.

Little did you know, the young man ran down and hid behind a tree to catch his breath, taking careful notice of the painful tent in his pants.

~~~~~~~~

You dreaded the next morning. You had to go back to work and face Tighnari, and as much as you wanted to hide in a hole for the rest of your life, you knew that you had no other choice but to go.

You took a deep breath, before walking into the forest rangers headquarters. You found your station to collect your daily materials and tasks, thankful to not have yet run into Tighnari. You took your supplies and left the building as fast as you could. In attempts of trying to avoid a certain someone, you ran smack dab right into him.

You both fell to the ground with a loud thump. His cheek landed across your chest. You froze the second you realize fully what happened. First, he catches you fucking yourself, and now you literally tripped him into this position. The universe just can't cut you a break, can it?

"Ow..." He grilled before raising his head to look at you, unaware that it was you. His face turned red as his eyes widened, now hovering over you, arms on either side of your shoulders, ears ever slightly downward towards his head.

You turn your head to the side, breaking eye contact, face fully flushed bright crimson.

Oh, archons you wanted to kiss him so badly, To explore how his lips dance. But you knew you couldn't. Not after yesterday.

He quickly sat up. Backing away red-faced, He didn't say anything for a moment. You both sat there wide-eyed, and red. The silence between you two was thick and painful.

Tighnari was about to say something, just opening his mouth, but instead of sticking around to hear what was going to be said, you stood up and started running down the path, clutching your work to your chest to keep yourself grounded.

Tighnari sat there a little dumbfounded. He closed his mouth, not even realizing he was about to speak. His mind was filled with images of you lying under him, and yesterday.

He wouldn't admit it, but he wanted nothing more than to see you like he did yesterday again. Archons what he wouldn't give for that.

~~~~~~~~

A few days had passed and you'd be lucky enough to avoid tighnari as much as possible. Of course, he was still there and there were still times you were near him, but you hadn't had to actually talk to him in time.

Well, today you and he had to finish some research you both had started the previous month. This was unavoidable. actually, it was the same research project that he needed the papers for, but then the incident happened.

Most of the embarrassment was dying down, at least you didn't feel like dying every time that he was around so that was progress in your eyes. Though it was still a little tense.

You sat next to Mr. forest ranger himself, in silence. You couldn't bring yourself to look up from your hands. It was still awkward and you didn't want to make him more uncomfortable than he already had been.

"Here, I'll finish the logs and we can start compiling our data." His voice was a little stricter than normal. He sounded like he didn't want to be there, which made you feel anxious. You nodded and gripped your hands a little tighter. You had half the heart to race out the door and never look back, but you knew you wouldn't be able to get ten feet before Tighnari caught up to you.

You heard him sigh and stand up, walking over to a bookshelf behind you. You turned around slightly feeling tears prick your eyes. You didn't want that to be the way he saw you and it really was eating you up inside. You felt horrible, what if he hates you now?

You turned back in your seat a few tears falling down your cheeks, you couldn't help but let out a small whimper.

You loved him, and now the thought of him hating you all because you made a mistake was a little too much for you. It wasn't your fault, you were simply enjoying your body, but you hated the fact that it made him uncomfortable.

You brought your hands over your face, trying not to make a lot of noise but you couldn't stop yourself. You'd already broken the damn.

"Hey...hey y/n what's wrong?" Tighnari rushed over and sat in front of you on his knees, holding your wrists gently. He pulled your hands away from your face gently, but you turned your face from him as best as you could.

"I'm-i'm sorry. I didn't mean to make things weird, I just- i- please... can I just go home?" You whimpered out, still crying and tucking your head away from him as best you could. He took a deep breath, feeling unaware of what you'd be comfortable with, and moved his hands from your wrists to your hands.

"Of course, you can. I'll take care of this here. take as much time as you need." That is all he said before he went to stand up, kissing your forehead. The sentiment went over your head as you walked out of the room, going back to your abode to sleep the rest of the day away.

The next evening you were greeted with a knock at the door. Your eyes were only a little puffy but you couldn't stop thinking about your meltdown in front of Tighnari. You felt like an idiot! There was no way you'd be able to face him again. Fearing that it was him at the door, you stayed in bed until there was another knock.

You sighed deeply and stood from your bed dressed in only a long nightshirt and some undergarments. You walked down the stairs and through the hallway that lead to the front door, the cold floor hitting your feet.

"Who is it?" Your voice was a little shaky, and somewhat gruff from just waking up.

"It's me, I was just stopping by to see if you were ok, and to see if we could talk" Tighnari spoke through the door. You grasped the handle and cracked the door just slightly. Enough to see his face. He looked kinda sad but also relieved to see that you were ok.

"Alright, just give me a moment, I'm not decent." You almost whispered the last part, but given the small flick of his ears, you knew he heard it.

He gave you a soft smile, "no rush, take your time."

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Sitting at the table across from one another, you didn't know what to say. It felt awkward for you both like you both had something you wanted to say but just couldn't find the words.

"I'm sorr-" "about th-"

You both interrupted each other.

"sorry you go ahead"

You both spoke at the same time again, this time making you giggle. You couldn't help but notice how his tail swished and his face flushed at that, a smile of his own creeping on his face.

"You can go first y/n." He said patiently. You really were head over heels for this plant nerd.

"I just wanted to say that I'm sorry about what you saw the other day. it's just- I let my imagination get the best of me, and I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable in any way. I- I understand if you don't want to be friends anymore-" Your tone was so quiet and timid. he could sense the feeling of regret in your words.

Truth be told, he didn't want you to regret your actions, in fact,

he wanted you to do them again. 

He stood up from his chair and walked over to you cautiously. Your eyes filled with curiosity and confusion only spurred him more.

"Is that what this was about?" He walked over to you and grabbed your chin. He wasn't sure what got into him but he knew he hated the thought that you regretted what you'd done.

He wanted you to know that he'd wanted to see you like that for a while. Naked and at his mercy. He just never had the chance. Your eyes opened wider when he got closer to your face.

You nodded feeling his breath fanning over your lips, looking at his own. he glanced down to meet your lips before leaning in and chastely connecting them.

It was quick and hesitant but you felt like you were on fire. Your breathing was heavy and your heart was out of control.

He seem to take notice of this and went to lean back up, but you threw caution to the wind and grabbed the sides of his face, pulling him back in. Your lips met one more time in a much deeper kiss. Your hands still wrapped around his cheeks, your thumbs massaging under his eyes softly.

The kiss was meant to be innocent, simply an experience out of adrenaline. But the next thing you knew he had pulled you to your feet and wrapped his hands around your waist, pulling you flush against his body.

You felt him lick your bottom lip before taking it into his mouth and biting hard. You gasped just enough for him to slip his tongue between your lips, giving him the chance to explore.

You broke away to catch your breath looking at him. He smiled at you with a tint of mischief in his eyes. "Show me," he uttered while smirking.

"Show you what?" You had a feeling you knew what he was meaning but you wanted to make sure before you embarrassed yourself. He took your hand and led you up the stairs behind him.

"I want you to touch yourself for me."

~~~~~~~~~~

You closed the door to your bedroom. He pulled a chair to the end of the bed and sat down. He signaled for you on the bed pulling you to stand in front of him. You looked at him with doe eyes as he licked his lips subtly. He looped his hands onto your pants and undergarments pulling them down for you.

Tighnari kissed your hands before pushing you back against the bed. You sat on the edge, resting one leg on the side of the chair, the other off to the side. Your face was red, embarrassed at what was happening.

"Show me how to do it baby" He ordered. You felt yourself growing wetter by the moment. You reached a hand down and palmed your clothed clit, The stimulation being almost intoxicating. You started running your index and middle finger down and up your dripping folds keeping your eyes trained on the raven-haired man in front of you.

It didn't take long before you were needing more feeling than ever.

"Go ahead, tell me what you were imagining me doing to that slutty body of yours, little flower~"

You tightened your thighs a little and clenched around nothing. You shook your head. How were you supposed to explain what you were imagining without freaking him out?

He chuckled darkly before spreading your thighs. He grabbed your hands off of your cunt and held them together resting on your stomach before leaning forward.

His hot breath felt heavenly against your saturated pussy. you bucked your hips hoping for some sensation of contact, but you were met with nothing but his hot breath. You kept bucking your hips whining for some kind of contact.

"You know, when we were finishing our research the other day, I couldn't get the thought of you bent over the table while I fucked into you out of my head." He inched closer to your sex, and now you could gently feel his tongue softly caress your clit once before he nuzzled his nose against it just as softly. He spoke again his voice whining and high-pitched. " You just smelt so good~ There wasn't any way for me to concentrate. You just smell...so....good~"

The moan you let out was pornographic and pathetic. Your thighs were as spread apart as your hips would allow, you were barely ten minutes in and he already had you so desperate for his touch.

You threw your head back when his tongue once again pressed your lips before removing just as quickly. He blew on your clit relishing in the way you were thrashing for him to eat you out. "Are you gonna tell me now?~ I might be inclined to give you a reward for your cooperation, little flower."

"You- I, I was imagining you... ah-" You were cut off as he delved his tongue up and down your pussy with a grunt. He paused to wait for you to continue, locking eyes with you. He watched you, his eyes dangerous and lustful. You let out a shaky breath understanding that you were fully under his control now. "You were...ngh.. holding me down by my- my wrists and- fingering me... while telling me how good I was for you-"

He moaned into your cunt as you told him what you fantasized about. He let go of your hands and grabbed your thighs, pulling you closer against his face until you were sure he'd suffocate. you grabbed the back of his head and pulled him against you and bucked your hips riding his face reverently.

"Please 'Nari, I'm so- close please..." You whined pulling his hair a little bit. He chuckled against your cunt and pulled away leaving you whining and trying to pull him back. He simply took your hand and put it to your side. He stood up towering over you and leaning to meet your level. He kissed you slowly and tenderly as he grabbed both of your hands pinning them on either side of your head.

You wrapped your legs around his waist pulling him closer, causing him to grind against you needily. He took your hands and held them with one above you much like how you imagined. Your stomach did flips realizing that this was happening.

His other hand gently glided down your sides and over your hips, finally landing just over your pussy, barely brushing over it. You whimpered against his lips.

"Just like that, good girl. You're being such a good little slut for me." He cooed you. His lips left your mouth and traveled down your face to your throat. "Mine, mine, mine" he chanted between harsh bites that you knew would leave marks by morning.

His hand between your thighs soon dipped into your entrance. They started slow. Gently pressing and stretching your walls as tighnari kissed and sucked on your neck, effectively marking you. Gradually his finger thrusts become stronger and stronger until he was thoroughly finger fucking the brains out of you.

You felt yourself nearing your climax yet again, only to have it ripped away as he released his hand, bringing his fingers to his mouth tasting you yet again.

"The only thing your gonna cum on is my cock. Am I clear?" His tone was demanding and velvety. You nodded eagerly, absolutely desperate for release. "Good, cuz I think you're ready for me."

He undid his belt buckle, pulling his erect cock from his clothing and discarding the rest. He pulled the shirt off your body in one swift movement. He pushed you further up the bed and climbed over you. Your eyes slowly trailed downwards but snapped back up incredibly embarrassed.

He placed a hand on your chin and forced you to look at him, instead of off to the side as it was. "Go ahead, you can look. I know you're curious." Your face was impossibly heated now. You took a shaky breath and started to look down. You felt your eyelids flutter slightly at the sheer glimpse. Archons, he was perfect.

"Please...please just fuck mee~"

He took the invitation, swiftly lining his cock at your entrance, moving it up and down a few times to gather slick. the teasing motion made you squirm in your spot, to which he replied by grabbing your hips and thrusting into you. Slowly at first so as not to hurt you.

Inch by agonizing inch he gripped your thighs and filled your aching hole with his cock. "Want me to breed you that bad huh? my little slut wants me to fill her up with my fucking cum that badly?"

His words made you clench around him earning a hiss. He slapped your thigh gently to warn you to not do that again. But you blatantly disobeyed.

You ground your hips while fluttering your walls, making him moan loudly. His grip on your hips getting tighter, he growled and began thrusting his dick in you haphazardly.

"Your my bitch. my little bitch in heat. you're taking me so well little flower. so tight... I'm gonna fill you so full. gonna fill you with babies. gonna make you a mommy." He moaned into your ear.

"I'm gonna cum-" You whimpered, pulling him all the way against you.

"Cum for me baby."

And just as commanded, you came loud and hard. Trembling in his grasp. You felt your heart rate pound against his as you rode out each other's orgasms.

He rested his head against your chest, smiling and panting hard. His hands fell to either side of you in a hug. You were both exhausted. You pet his ears while gazing into earthly his eyes.

"Hey y/n?" he started. "I think I love you."

[toulousewayne]

Batfamily Halloween Special🎃

Bruce was throwing his annual Halloween Costume Party, and let every year all the kids always dress up. Most of kids weren’t in the Manor as they would arrive later to join in the spooky festivities.

Alfred was overseeing the staff with last minute decorations. Fake blood, cobwebs, fake skulls, fog machine. Anything you could find at your local Spirt Halloween Alfred had gotten to first. The DJ was finishing his last few technical checks and the catering company was always done with the last few creative dishes.

Meanwhile, upstairs Damian was fidgeting in his sit,”Are we almost Sister?”

“Hold still or you makeup will get messed up.” Y/n was the only person home that could help Damian finish with his costume. After a few moments she pulled back and smiled,”All done.”

Damian flung out of his seat and into his sister’s bathroom to look at his makeup.

“Wow, you managed to make me look the skeleton from that film Grayson made me watch.”

“Jack, you look like Jack Dames.” She took a comb and finished smoothing out his hair. “What’s your costume?” He inquired taking the combing to fix his own hair.

She went into her closet and came out dressed as cowgirl Barbie from the movie with hat and boots.

“Now go put on your costume Dames Dick said he’s five minutes away with the girls.” She fixed her wig and adjusted her scarf. Damian walked to his room around the corner and changed into the costume his brother had gotten for him a few days ago.

When he emerged from his room, Dick and Y/n were laughing at a his phone and noticed Damian.

“Aww Little D, you look so frightening.”

“Tt. And what are you supposed to be Grayson.”

“Aladdin,Kori’s running late but she’s going to be Jasmine.” The three went downstairs which was now in full effect and Alfred greeted the siblings dressed as Count Dracula.

“Nice fang Alife.” Alfred smiled at the three and offered them red punch in black and purple plastic cups. “Why Thank you Master Richard, I must stay though they do take a lot to get used to.”

Barbara arrived with Cassandra, Stephanie and Duke all dressed for the party.

“Aww Dami you look so adorable.” Steph fussed taking pictures of the youngest. He huffed and walked away into the main ballroom where the music was blasting but only a few people from Wayne Enterprise and Queen Construction had arrived.

———

Y/n snapped a few pictures with Duke and Barbara aka Spider-man and Kim Possible.

Jason arrived with Tim and Bernard not far behind him. “May wanna close that vest up Dickhead your getting cold.” He teased Dick who rolled his eyes.

“IT’s October Jason.”

“My nipples aren’t sharing at everyone entering the house.”

“Jason knock it off.” Y/n huffed, Dick self consciously pulled his vested.

The group had moved to the ballroom mintues ago and more people from Wayne Enterprises and some League members had arrived. Jason stretched standing from the table,” Okay this Skywalker needs food.”

Stephanie and Cass followed dress as the Pink and Yellow Power Rangers.

Selina entered the room dressed as Marylin Monroe and waved,”Why do glum kittens,your parents go trick or treat without you?”

Fred or Tim shook his head,” They’re not here yet, it’s just boring right now.”

Bernard played with the green scarf on his Daphne shirt.

She sighed and saw a several costumed adults and looked back the way she came. “Well looks like the Calvary just arrived. Have fun.” She slipped away into the now bigger crowd.

Members or Young Justice, Titans and Birds of Prey arrived in costumes and soon the kids mingled with their friends and went away from the table only living Y/n and Damian.

“You should ask Uncle Clark why he didn’t come.” She spoke up over the Monster Mash song.

“Tt, if he cared he would have came sister.” He spat.

She stood up from the table and turned to him, “He’s your best friend and he’s been through a lot. Maybe Halloween is just a lot for him, if you tell him how much it would mean to you to show up I’m sure he’d fly here in a heartbeat.”

Damian didn’t answer his sister but did glance across the room to Clark and Lois dressed as Frankinstein and the Bride who chatted with Diana,John and Wally dressed as a Fairy, Boxer and a Race Car Driver.

Damian grab his cup and pondered as he made his way to the refreshment table. He grabbed a few pieces of cheese and felt like his wished the night was over.

The music stopped as DJ announced the arrival of the hosts Bruce and Batmom entered the room dressed as Gomez and Mortica Adams. Once they thanked everyone for coming the party once again went into full swing and Damian slipped away into the gardens.

“Damian?” A voice called to him after what felt like a short while. Bruce sat next to him.

“Are you not having fun?”

He sighed,”Yes father the party is very good.”

Bruce was silent for a few moments and then let out his own deep sigh.”Your sister told me you miss Jon. You should call him, Clark told me the only reason he didn’t come was because he figured you wouldn’t want to participate.”

Damian turned to his father,”Really?”

Bruce smiled at his son and gave his shoulder a squeeze. “He’s your best friend, just call him.” After that Bruce returned inside and Damian remained seated.

He signed before looking at the ground.”Kent,I know listening…I think—I want you come to the party. It’s rather…dull.” He spoke barley in a whisper.

For a while it was just the distance sounds of Gotham noises and the booming sounds from the music inside and then a sudden gust of wind blew a few strands of hair.

“Hi Damian.” Damian’s gaze fell ontop the floating teen before him in full costume.

A grin painted his figured,”And what are you supposed to be Kent?”

“Uh Duh, I’m Danny Phantom.”

Damian laughed and Jon rolled his eyes.

“Come on I’m starving I heard Alfred has jalapeño poppers.” Damian joined Jon as they headed inside.

Y/n elbowed her brother and Jason spilled his punched on himself. He followed his sister’s gaze and they watch from a far.

Dick beamed as he got closer to them,”Aww Little D’s not lonely anymore.”

Jason rolled his eyes. “I don’t know how he can be, you Mother Hen him to death every two seconds.”

Dick shoved Jason and the rushed of his punched spilled on his costume. Dick nervously sprinted away with Jason bolting after him.

“Imbeciles.” Y/n sighed eating a eyeball cheese.

[titenoute]

Wait a minute. I have a theory for S2.

I remembered someone saying that the prompt for the show looked a lot like the initial prompt of the cancelled Rayman 4 game by Phoenix Studios. Aka the fact this is a huge Ubisoft crossover and....This got me thinking.

There's two Rayman right ?...In the show I mean. At first I thought he got cloned but then... Lazehawk died. Yet S2 is announced with the idea he'd come back. Now ok, maybe he got the time to upload his consciousness in the virtual reality but...I'm not sure... Specially with Sam Fisher being there. Why would he still be there ? Maybe, unlike Sarah said, it IS a game... Maybe Lazerhawk is about to RESPAWN. Hear me out here. What if Rayman wasn't cloned. What if his double was just...A previous save state ? One that wasn't microaggressed by Red Ranger (forgot his name, fuck him) Also the promotional arts...

They tend to show the characters as if they disappeared in a digital void

And the background can also get Glitchy. Like they are in a simulation. I know I'm constructing this theory out of nothing. But at least it's out there ?

[jisuto]

On the topic of game reception, what are your thoughts on the current state of pokemon?

OK THIS ASK WAS SENT BEFORE THE HUGE LEAK LOL but I have a lot to say:

I watched VHS tapes, played the games, and owned merch since a young age so the series is very special to me. But I don't like the current direction at all and it's not because of the designs or nostalgia. The quality and game performance plummeted so how can I enjoy playing when there's mad lag or low frame rate that hinders my progress and worsen the experience??

It took too many years for them to realize they need to put quality over quantity after the SWSH mess, seeing that they can get away with pretty much ANYTHING and still make huge profit. You see people say that Pokemon should've never went 3D and stay 2D but tbh, it's a series that improves it's graphics as technology advances so it's not a surprise for them to finally go 3D and personally I think that's fine but just keep it looking good and fun (though I would love a 2D/3D hybrid). XY introduced a lot of new features but still lacked in some aspects that still haven't really been solved or added.

Reusing assets is common in the industry but only to a certain extent. They claimed that SWSH was taking a while to make because they were making brand new models which turned out to be a lie and they look like bootleg figures with the new lighting. The 3DS models were ripped from Pokepark, including some animations, but a lot of them still barely have any character. They have their own in-house team (Creatures Inc) so they made the decision NOT to have pokemon properly animated or look alive.... Also they made spin-offs like Ranger, Colosseum, Pokepark, and Pokken which look AMAZING

FRLG took only one year while HGSS was being developed at the same time as Platinum and took 3 years to finish that turned into one of the best games and remakes ever made. As the franchise expands, the team also needs to add more manpower but Game Freak can definitely afford to get more resources to help them?? They can't continue having a ragtag team of like 20 people to make a game back then and do the same now then expect good results... Hire more people who know how create with current gen consoles IT'S COMMON SENSE PLS also I can't believe they had a different company create BDSP knowing how beloved and groundbreaking DPPT was?? No redesigns like the previous remakes and thought it was a good idea to keep it looking a carbon copy to the DS style...

Also it's shocking to see how fan reception can change how the devs direct the next gen ESPECIALLY when it's not even real constructive criticism?? When Unova came out, I remember seeing all the online outcry about "OH THEY HAVE AN ICE CREAM CONE POKEMON AND A TRASH BAG, THEY'RE RUNNING OUT OF IDEAS EW" then actually hear it being repeated at school.... I WAS TRYING TO SURVIVE SINCE DAY 1 IN THE TRENCHES DEFENDING THIS GAME IT WAS ALWAYS GOOD AND DIDN'T NEED 10 YEARS TO AGE WELL. It's crazy how these are the same people who want another Kanto when Trubbish is Grimer (garbage waste) and Vanillite is Voltorb (based on literal items) then you could not catch any other pokemon from different regions in the main game. And the leak confirmed that the disgruntled hate from the west made the devs not release new pokemon in B2W2 and move them over to XY instead AND NOT GIVE A SINGLE GEN 5 MEGA EVOLUTION. So we were robbed because of genwunners who were fixated on the wrong things and ignored all the great content Unova brought us. It's strange how players keep complaining they want a different and fresh game, but want it to continue being super formulaic and binary like wtf do you want make up your mind

None of the switch titles really got me invested and I always end up replaying the older games but hopefully PLZA will break the curse and finally give us a nice game. Also why don't we have more spin-offs on the switch if there's so many of them floating around like the DS had a bunch??? STOP BEING COWARDS I WANT A POKEMON NINTENDOGS GAME OR THAT FIRE EMBLEM CROSSOVER WE WERE SUPPOSED TO GET. I JUST WANT TO HAVE FUN AGAIN ;w;

[rennybu]

hi.... i'm just a poor boy . who does not know the loam lore. would you be willing to share.... a summary.... (so curious i am a loam enjoyer)

oh my gosh hi griff..! oh there is so much to tell... i will h ave no choice but to put this under a readmore. the shortest answer is that he is my character of 3+ years in @jawsandbones homebrew dnd campaign and he is like a son to me. but to start off with baby pictures:

LOAM was born 52 years ago in a city called TILDEN, which is blocked off overland by a CURSED* SWAMP that creeps closer every year.

*Misremembered and only Recently Re-Contextualized Major Historical event

His mom is a shy, worried, and loving woman named Bayla - she's a druid and sells medicinal mushrooms of all sorts. His dad is an unwaveringly positive (but incredibly serious) mason named Uttara who proudly works on all sorts of projects around the city, especially major infrastructure. Yay stoneworkers!

(Because fantasy lifespans are strange and somewhat silly to me I just imagine Firbolgs to be stuck in their mid-20s existential dread until they're like at least 150. The backstory part of this spans literally 51 of his 52 year s of life. he's so young)

He got equal enrichment from time spent in nature with his mom as from time spent in the city with his dad. His nickname in the Tilden Firbolg community To This Day is "Always With Questions" - a kind of affix to differentiate him from any other Loams. He may not know much but he really would like to find out, please!!!! He sees a lot of beauty in the natural world, but his idea of what's natural is skewed somewhat by the uh, Curse. He once fell through some algae into a deep body of water and had a very fun memento mori experience as a kiddo (beautiful golden sunbeam shining onto a silty skull)

He got the name Loam very young from his interest in both his parents' work, which lead to him learning about soil types and uses in gardening and construction aklfhglskg. Loam was important for both jobs so he (in guess-what-I-just-learned little kid fashion) told everyone who would listen about it. The association STUCK and he's Loam now :].

His birth name is actually Rahara! but that's secret knowledge only his bestest friends and Tzip and some scarycool important NPCs know.

He loves beasts and magic and plants so much. And on the flip side he also loves and is fascinated by architecture and engineering. He never got any like, higher academic schooling or whatever, but had many many different apprenticeship type training relationships from his parents, other tradespeople in the city, from the senior rangers etc etc.

Small break to plug @jawsandbones lore packets for the Quarter Cities (including Tilden), Scarabae, and the overall campaign setting!!!! I'm just gonna talk about stuff without adding too much context of my own because AAA WORD COUNT!!!

The hole in Loam's ear was brought about by a shit ass Tilden local trying to tear his earring off him, since he'd bought it from a foreign merchant from a city Tilden/the Quarter has historically warred with. Loam's always been open minded and deeply curious about other cities, due to how isolated the bog is. Any visiting merchants are sources of wonder!!!! Even though he only bought the one hoop earring from the Quietus merchants (Mirjam and Mihail, mother and son!), after the ice was broken he stayed by their stall the rest of the day and talked about all kinds of things, and befriended Mihail!

Loam trained as a ranger as soon as he was old enough to do so!!!! He saw it as the next logical step past what his parents would be able to show him and was incredibly eager to get hands-on experience in the wilds. He met his first ever boyfriend among his peers there!!! Bragi... he has had many lovers and situationships in Tilden since, BUT only recently feels comfortable trying monogamy again after meeting Tzipporah.

Bragi unfortunately died badly to a creature in a traumatic backstory incident that left young Loam super fucking bereft and hyper aware of how easy it is to die. (Big monster attack + group of trainee rangers accompanied by a few more senior rangers + chaos and bloodshed. Loam carried Bragi to safety and tried resuscitating him but he was already gone. The experience made him uncomfortable with the idea of being in a defined, monogamous intimate relationship for the next like. 19 years. He felt like he got ripped in half!)

After the ranger's guild recovers from THE CREATURE ATTACK, Loam meets his close friend, Reece, a fellow ranger and Kenku (she looks like a masked shrike)!!!

He gets his septum pierced by the same visiting merchants from Quietus a few years after Bragi's death. It's a very important moment for him, where it feels like he can finally start to let himself change and grow beyond that event. He also spends more and more time in the city, away from the more rural/overgrown districts, and chases a love for the arts and partying and people, where he meets Kallirhoe (human, not a even a classed bard but like. an indie musician. an eboy if high fantasy had eboys. a tattooed twinkish fellow. you know the type)! They are very good friends who also have sex. Many days spent waxing poetic about THE BIG WIDE WORLD and how they'll never get to see it. (Spoiler: He sees it)

Loam gets into tarot as a hobby, and makes his own deck in a very scribbly freehand style with ink and charcoal!!!! he's slowly replacing them with more Worldly artwork - the deck he left home with was very. Tildencore

Many good years of being a party girl who has to go work a construction job tomorrow and then go be a ranger at 6. A rich and storied life. AND THEN THE GAME TIMELINE STARTS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

A path Through the bog has recently finished being built by Dagda, the Southern representative to the other Quarter Cities, making more trade possible overland, and making local tensions go even crazier. Also there are strange Awful Huge Scary Monsters appearing WORLDWIDE, so the Directions and the Three Kings of Scarabae and the remote island of Geest (ADRA'S HOME!) and the mysterious magical Widow's Wood are all like "STOP WAR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WHAT THE FUCK IS HAPPENING RN". Trials are held in the Western city of Dina to appoint FOUR TEAMS OF FOUR to help defend against the new threat. Loam is like. Well I've gotta fucking do that. I've got to try. If I'm not chosen, at least I've set foot outside. He has a fight with his mom about this, because she is terrified she will lose him, like she lost her mother in a previous conflict when Scarabae was occupying the Quarter, before Loam was born. He stands firm and his dad has his back, and ultimately he leaves with both their blessings, but his dismissal of his mom's feelings weighs heavy on him the longer he's away from home. (He has a big cry and reconciliation about this when he is next able to come home.)

I'm clapping and cheering and skipping joyfully because now he HAS MET HIS BESTEST, DEAREST, CLOSEST FRIENDS IN THE ENTIRE WORLD: ADRA ILSA AND TALEE!!!!!!! I have to be so careful now because we have no joke hundreds of pages of notes. I cannot read that shit on google docs mobile app. We are approaching session one hundred and fifty of this game. They love each other so fucking much. THEY ARE THE INFORMATION GATHERERS!!! A PARTY OF SLEUTHS!!!

He also has his meet-cute with Tzipporah at the trials, which in hindsight is hilarious, because of the whole, "Tzipporah was sent to the trials as a spy (by the very people responsible for the giant awful monster crisis) and immediately pegged Loam for an easy mark to get information from" thing. And he was 100% correct. But a lot has to happen before that gets revealed. They took a nice night walk and write each other big long letters. And Loam tells him soooooo much <3

At one point while exploring a wizard tower he attunes to a lightly cursed ring and forgets what his parents look like, like their likenesses are Gone from past and recent memory. Which is a big thorn of homesickness that he writes to them about. He has a big cry and stares at them both for a LONG time when he next sees them.

Also they save an orphaned Kenku from some bandits and now Loam has a little shoulder-sniper named Bubby. We have a son. A perfect little crow son who is really good at killing, with arrows. He hides things in Loam's hood regularly

Other major things include ummm umm Loam's TWO deaths, one during a dungeon-rescue type scenario in a room that was Flooding and full of Phantoms and also a charmed Druid (Feyan, good friends now) wildshaped into a big scary water snake. He was hurt bad and (comedically) levitated so he wouldn't DROWN but then got Phantom Speared right through the torso. Second one was because Tzip's evil half brother Vences was like, mad at him for being a good influence on Tzipporah and interfering with the spy duties. Chill touch so no healing + dagger in the ribs! Ow. Also the reveal that Tzip was a spy was happening like, simultaneously here so we were yowling and screaming. (Well. Talee and Co had their long time hunches about this. Loam and I had turned a beautiful blind eye to all suspicious activity)

ANYWAY HIS DEATH SCARS LOOK LIKE A COMET ABOVE HIS BELLY!!!! The spear scar made a patch of his fur turn white (front and back), and the dagger scar is its crude tail!

I am skipping over so many plot revelations i. This is just the Loam Cut. and it's not even all of it.

His buzzcut was for emotional superstitious reasons!!! He cut it after Death 2 and Tzipporah getting taken against his will back into Evil Gang. Loam's mom has a lock of his hair at home now. ALL THIS TO SAY TZIP IS OKAY, NO LONGER SPYING, WE RESCUED HIM AND RIPPED A MASK OFF HIM AND SAVED HIM FROM GETTING HIS MIND EXCAVATED ! SO LOAM IS GROWING HIS HAIR OUT AGAIN!

The deaths of his close friends and their allies have also been. insane for him to process. To return someone to life in this setting u need to like. entreat a Titan. plead on the deceased's behalf and offer something up for the chance to revive them. (NO player spells like revivify. house rule) So interacting with these entities he sees as like Both forces of the natural world AND of huge religious/cultural importance regionally. And to have their requests be HEARD? He loves magic he loves Titans. And the plot is unfolding in such a way that scares me so bad. He loves his titan (The Curious Spear) SOOOO MUCH he has like the foundational belief that it can see through his eyes. Even if not true it motivates him to always seek understanding of strange new things.

Oh my god I didn't even talk about his multiclass into druid. He's a druid also. Circle of the Stars!! As a navigational point. He loves them. He loves space. He loves geography and regional interpretations of constellations. He used to just do freehand observations but truly became dedicated to charting the skies of every place the party travels to, after Tzipporah gifted him a grid-lined journal <3 <3 <3 STARRY FORM!!!!!!

His awe and inspiration and hunger for knowledge is the well he draws magical power from. My Boy is thematically bound up in the soggiest parts of this earth and also the unknowably distant stars above and I'm normal about it (lie) (There is a new and scary Third Thing rising which is the space between. I <3 Void). I know i draw him beige and green but his like, character colour theme is. Dusk to me. Gloaming. When the world is lit like a dream <3

In summary. In conclusion. He and Adra and Ilsa and Talee (and the rest of the Four of Four) are trying to prevent Global Disaster of an existential scale never before seen and are being very brave about it.

Loam wants to understand everything about Everything. Because understanding is love. Unfortunately there are hostile resentful and vengeful forces making this hard to do. Most recently by saving a city we Unmade a magically sustained centuries-old library. And we haven't had time to like fully let that sink in. Because of the horrors of war and being Four of Four means responding to emergencies and protecting cities as best we can against a foe that was forgotten by history until like, 10 months ago. Less, even. I hope this is anything. I hope u are his friend now too because he is yours

good lord how could i forget. His gender is male in such a way that he does not give a shit about it. He's one of the girls. He's genderless. Like a knight. His sense of identity is built on Living Laughing and Loving.

his personal goals are 1. to uncurse the bog in such a way that the wrongs committed by Tilden historically are brought to light and righted, 2. to get super married to Tzipporah and build a house together, and 3. to somehow, eventually, through great teamwork and effort, cure(?) the dreadful lingering soul plague on the island of demeter. HUMBLE! OH and to make a finished star chart covering the entire planet. humble.

thank u for reading here are his current stats

[wizardofvamp]

Gimme 11, 7, 26, 27 and 28 (Drawing not required). For Ana and/or Marcel, but also for anyone whom you'd feel have interesting answers for these!

Taking that and and running with it straight under the fold!

11 for Marcel, Anatol and Roman because he's bundled in with the Ana package: Marcel was my first WoD pc, so he's largely a port of my main DnD guy (Dillup the Diviner) who also got blended with Midnight Gospel dissociative ennui and Mackgyver goofiness. Anatol... less fun and goofy, this one. Ana/Roman were originally built to be kinda a parable tackling my thoughts/feelings regarding to "trans widow/er" narratives and spiraled out from there. I haven't posted their full origin story outside of the snippets in Limits, but a lot dwelling in that uncomfortable zone of folks reaching for things they do not have language for, so they reach into the phantoms they construct of loved ones as mooring points and then freaking out when those points prove to be imagined/changed. Also just a general exploration of "toughing through" a relationship that perhaps has reached its sell-by date. Roman is married to an image of Ana that never was/will never be but has convinced himself that is a natural state that must be returned to. Ana is married to an image of Roman (the man who was disowned by his family to be with Ana, who despite being a bit of a patriarchal terror in his own right was one of the few folks who begrudgingly gave him space/grace outside of his own father) that Anatol has convinced himself is someone he needs to rebuild/is the touchstone he needs. This is also mirrored with Mihal/Kliment, except Mihal in a shocking twist is probably the only motherfucker in this generational pain cycle to recognize, in that one moment, that he was chasing a construction and just... letting go, letting that fixation die. Understanding it was making him and the person he claimed to do everything for worse. That he was unconsciously doing what his own sire did to him, and ooooh no if there's anything he hates more than being passe it's being reminded he's very similar to the Old Dragons. Also the fixation was immediately resurrected when Ana entered the picture, because pobody's nerfect but lil ruffly bugboi tried.

Wow I've already done a massive ramble anyhoot there's a healthy dose of Artemy Burrakh from Pathologic 2 in Ana as well bc I had Pathologic brainrot when I was first drafting him, lmao. He also got his last name Stamatin from that game.

7 for All Assortment of Lads: Marcel is a Divination Wizard, as was his Dillup Double! And like Dillup he'd def find a way to become a Hag. Ana would def be a Warlock of some stripe, likely a Great Old One patron. He'd be a human and be grumbly about it. Eliza is pretty straightforwardly a halfling Rogue. Roman starts as the lvl 1 Runescape farmer and ends up as a pretty bomb ass Ranger. Mihal would be the patron Ana's praying to, lol. 26 for All Assortment of Lads: Ana compulsively categorizes people he meets as different types of flora so this is the perfect question!! Ana- Venus fly trap Roman- Strawberry Blossum Mihal- Eidlewiess Kliment- Red Rose Eliza- Blue Hydrangea Marcel- Ivy/Kudzu 27 for Ana and Macel: Marcel is a Cuckoo Shrike bc he barrels in out of nowhere and completely wrecks other people's houses for his own ends. Like, look at this stupid son of a bitch, I hate him:

Ana is def some kind of weird lizard or stickbug. Part of me wants to say "do dragons count bc he's genuinely the type of kid who'd buy one of those Dragonology books growing up and also his grandfather was an Obertus Monk so Big Lizard Stanning is just a family tradition" but also another part of me feels like that's a cop out tzim answer lol.

28- Ana and Marcel: Marcel rolls with the skaters/burnouts smoking by the dumpsters after school before doing some light shoplifting at the Casey's down the street. Ana rolls with the theater kids to Perkins at 1am as the designated Butch Carabiner Haver of the department. Roman is the single jock at the end of the queer theater table struggling as the "Sure I Am An #Ally bc my S/O is queer but don't get it twisted I'm straight ha-ha" boyfriend. Maybe someday I will dig out the wacom tablet that I know to be existing in a desk drawer somewhere to do my own OC doodles but today is not that day lol.

[ironunderstands]

Spreading my HSR characters I think could be green lanterns agenda (bc the crossover worms have infected me)

Boothill: 100% he’d be a GL, I think ideologically the Galaxy Rangers are very similar to the Green Lanterns (both because the Hunt + the concept of Willpower are very similar and because they both dedicate themselves to helping people) even if the way they operate is very different, as the GLs are very organized and the GRs are like, the exact opposite of that. I also think this would be interesting because he is an outlaw which would cause problems, however he’d be so damn good at his job that I think that would make up for it. Also he would look so good in that uniform (someone more talented than me draw it pspspsp) Also also I need to see him making a giant pistol construct and shooting Oswaldo Schneider with it (he will find a way around that lethal force restriction)

Rappa: Very similar reasons to Boothill, moreover she’s an extremely creative, unique individual so I think her constructs would be insane + with everything she’s been through and following the Hunt and all, she’s 100% have the willpower for it. She’d have a little too much fun with it though and I could see other heroes seeing her as a nuisance when she creates a giant spray can and paints half the city with it. I need to put her and Batman in a room together, it would be the funniest thing ever. I also think people tend to expect a certain kinda attitude from GLs (besides maybe Guy Gardner), but I think she’d subvert that both due to the way she talks and how carefree she seems to be on the surface. Despite how inherently powerful GLs are, I can see a lot of her enemies really underestimating Rappa due to her attitude, in which she will proceed to kick their asses in Dazzling Ninja Hero fashion.

Jingliu: Now I didn’t pick her because I believe she’d actually WANT to be a GL (infact I think she’d make far more sense as a yellow lantern, Jingliu had Hoolay tweaking just from the mere mention of her name), but rather she has such an immense amount of willpower from 24/7 forcing herself to not give into her Mara that even if she’s probably never earn the ring (it’s just not her style), she’d be probably one of the best users of it ever.

Aventurine: Now hear me out. This guy’s been through hell and back and survived due to his incredible luck, spite, and skill. I think what Aventurine needs more than anything is a) the ability to get away from the IPC permanently and b) the ability to help/save people to fill the void of guilt and emptiness inside of him. If Aventurine were made a green lantern he’d finally, truly be able to be free AND be able to do something that actually gives his life meaning, because even though Acheron and Ratio helped him find the strength within himself to keep on going, he’s still a Stoneheart (and until he gets the inevitable revenge on Oswaldo + perhaps the IPC as a whole) therefore is still trapped. Let my boy fly around saving people and preventing intergalatic incidents, he deserves it

Acheron: Do I even have to explain her? She’s dedicated her life to achieving what even she describes as a meaningless, impossible task to which she will never back down from, using a GL ring would be child’s play to her. However, like Jingliu, she’s in a similar boat to where I can’t see her trying to fulfill the duties of a GL, just that I think she’d be really, really good at it if she did. Although her goal is still helping people, Acheron’s very hard to pin down (hell, even she doesn’t know where she’s going half the time), and I can’t see her keeping up w the kinda rigorous schedule + space sector shtick the lanterns have

Some honorable mentions to Yanqing, Seele, Feixiao, and probably a few others who I would definitely explain the reasoning behind if I wasn’t so lazy 😅

[maegorsbignaturals]

(Also) Thinking of an AU where Maegor takes the decision to leave the throne and go to the nights watch. Like, what would be his plan with Balerion? Would Alyssa, Jaeherys and Rogar let him take Balerion with him? Would Balerion cross the Wall? Would Jaehaerys do a nymerya on Maegor and sent him to the Wall with golden shackles (me thinks it would be pretty sexy but thats not the point)?

Like i have no doubt he would be a... pretty decent Lord commander of the night's watch but the thing is, how many men of the night watch would really let him be Lord commander, supposing a lot of them are the few the warrior's sons who did not died on the remembrance sept and actually managed to take the black or in general people whose friends and family and entire vllages were burnt thanks to Maegor and Balerion, i do not think it would be easy for him to achieve the Lord Comander's title. But i think it would be really funny to see him be sent to one of the less favorable spots on the night's watch.

He arrives and is eager to be sent as a ranger because damnnit he has Balerion and they can easily fly across the wall (or he thinks so) and localize the wildlings and pulverize them on the spot without anyone else, but if it is not that then he can be a builder as long as he is the one who can leads the constructions and the remodelations of the wall and the black castle because he is quite good at telling people what to do and idealizing ways to construct big ass castles in less than ten years, but at the end he is asigned as a Steward and he wants to literally kick the ass of whoever poor soul has assigned that means he can have access to the smithy of thr castle and be all the day forging shields and swords like when he was a child in dragonstone and liked to see the dragonstone's smith forge the swords and help the horses hooves or whatever, or he could also be a secretary to the lord commander and who knows? MAYBE he can achieve to get his hands in one of the crows and contact his loyals and get the night's watch on his side and get his throne back while Jaeherys is stil young (delusional) but then he is sent to... clean the letrines,, mend the clothes and cook.

[the-greatest-magic-of-all]

I know it's been months since you posted about it but. I want to hear about the Bad Moms.

No worries! I'm always happy to chat, no matter the time! This one's gonna be a long one though, so strap in!

First things first, all of the Bad Moms are at least 15th-level adventurers, if not higher. All of them, excluding Sklonda, have canonically either adventured or did something like it. And Sklonda is high-level because she's just that badass.

In order of first appearance, we'll start off with the imposing Hallariel Seacaster, who, side note, I truly believe is almost seven feet tall. Just a tower of a bored housewife who used to be the best swordswoman in Spyre (Think Morticia Addams but slightly less goth). This leads me to believe that she'd be a straight Fighter (all of the Seacasters are) with the Samurai subclass. A heavy hitter who just won't drop yet still smoothly transitions into being an elegant courtier when need be. Oh, and I'd love for them to bring back the sober trigger mechanic from Unsleeping City S2 for her! It'd also be a treat to watch her deal with other Elves who make pointed backhanded comments about her finally settling down with another Elf and how it's good to see that she's done playing house with that human husband and half-human son of hers.

Next up is Wilma Thistlespring! My most precious Artificer Bard! With the subclasses Battle Smith and College of Creation, respectively. Battle Smith because in "Family in Flames", while Digby had a Tesla-coil laser canon (a hallmark of an Artilerist), Wilma had a fleet of spinning gyros instead. It'd probably take a little reflavouring but I think she could have her Steel Defender be this swarm of bird-like constructs that fuck a bitch up. And for the College of Creation part, I mean... It's the Bard subclass all about having a Song in your heart and that Song being one of the most ancient and powerful magic of all. If that's not Wilma Thistlespring to a T then I don't know what is. Also, btw, I'd love for her to be played by Elaine Lee because, if I remember correctly, Brennan took inspiration for the Thistlesprings from his parents!

Next is Mom of the Year, Sklonda Gukgak, who is obviously a straight-up Inquisitive Rogue, just like her son! This one is one of the more obvious picks for her and one of the only ones really. None of the other Rogue subclasses fit quite right while still making sense for her character. Like, maaaybe she could be a Mastermind Rogue, but I think it's a stretch. And it's the only subclass that she could conceivably get to a high enough level without her being a straight-up adventurer. I honestly think it'd be so funny to watch her get pulled into an adventure. Because I think she's a lot like Carameldina and Steel in the way of absolutely hating that they live in a DnD world, but instead of being utterly baffled by why her son is acting like an adventurer, she knows. She knows she lives in a world where adventures happen and the Call to Adventurer is a real phenomenon that wraps people up with Quest Fever. She's been trying to keep Riz from it ever since Pok died. So getting to watch her finally get the Call herself would be fantastic.

Sandra Lynn Faeth, the messiest bench ever, is next up and she's pretty straightforward, just like Sklonda. She's a Beast Master Ranger and that's all she wrote! Obviously, most of the fun of watching Sandra Lynn take center stage would be in witnessing her past come back to haunt her and seeing how she deals with it. The most glaring plot hook for a Bad Moms season (as long as they don't do it in Junior Year) would be her serving justice to the older adventurer creep who got her blacklisted from adventuring! I want her to kick ass, take names, and call Jawbone whenever she wants to make out with someone because she's still too anxious to do it impromptu even though they've talked about it!

Second to last, we've got Cathilda Ceili!!! Fight me if you think she doesn't count as a Bad Mom!!! She does!! She and Roz are picking up the slack that fucking Arianwen and Donna are dropping, okay? Okay. Now, while her being a Swashbuckler Rogue is a given. What else was she going to be? I'm also kinda leaning towards her multiclassing into Banneret Fighter, is that crazy? It's just that it feels that she'd also have some support mechanics in her roster (like Rallying Cry) and having Action Surge and Second Wind could tie why her work ethic is so tireless. Plus, as a Fighter, she'd fit in with the rest of the Seacasters! Listen, i want to see Cathilda let loose for once. And I feel like the other Bad Moms could get her there.

Finally! Roslyn "Roz" Fukumoto! She's such a wild card because we literally know nothing about her, but I think it'd be fun to include her in a Bad Moms season. Getting to know another Aguefort Alumni like Sandra Lynn and learning about what life is like outside of Elmville in another small town in Solace. I don't know if there'd be any tension between her and Wilma, (mostly because Wilma's such a sweetie) but getting to see their dynamic would be a treat. Now, for what class she could be. Another spellcaster would round out the party nicely, leaning more toward like a Warlock or even a half-caster, like a Paladin. But if she'd had to be a martial, a Fantasy High hasn't had a Monk PC yet and they are always a joy to watch.

Whew! That's about it for the Bad Moms class wise. It's such a pipe dream but it'd be such a joy to watch a group of older women play DnD as this badass team of Moms. I hope this satisfies your curiosity, @deconstructthesoup!!