#im rambling and idk if this even makes sense but

[narendur]

I think you would have to do it as an armor stat.

You could have a spell penalty, to represent how much armor restricts the fine motor skills required in spellcasting. If you want, you could even split it to be differently restrictive for somatic vs verbal vs component spells - like a closed helmet will muffle verbal spells, gauntlets fuck with finger wiggling, a chestplate doesnt have fucking pockets (but a robe absolutely does).

Or you could do the darksouls thing and have certain armor require a certain stat score. Like full plate requires a base 15 Str or something to run around in.

As for the sword vs staff/wand thing:

Stat staves to use an int or wis bonus instead of str or dex. Personally I would say staff & wand - wis, 1 handed sword & daggers - dex, 2 handed sword, spears, and axes - str, bows are str, etc. And then the stat layout of wizards will tend to make the staff actually better to use than the sword without proficiency. Staffs are most effective if you know where to hit, anyway.

Or you could say that certain tools can only cast certain classes of spell - staves and wands can cast anything, pointed blades can only cast evocation or transmutation, baubles can be the focus for divination, illusions or healing, etc.

Lastly, why don't you want proficiency bonuses to be significant? That is very much how tools and weapons work in the real world, and would 100% solve your problem here. Like I personally can swing a longsword, but I have rapier training so I am a lot more likely to actually cause damage and protect myself effectively with a rapier than with a longsword, even though a longsword does more damage on each successful hit.

Help me out here.

Can't-Believe-it's-not-D&D

System doesn't have proficiency rules for weapons and armor - you put it on if it makes sense for you, or don't if it doesn't.

Wizards going into battle typically don't carry swords and do not put on armor.

Why not?

Psych! The system does have proficiency rules for weapons and armor

It's just that "not proficient" is the default state and it's fine.

Proficiency is an extra thing "on top" - if you're proficient in swords but not proficient in axes, you'd still rather have a +1 axe than a sword

So the reason isn't "proficient with staff, not proficient with sword" - swords are better than staffs.

Oh also Elven wizards go into battle with longswords - they get longsword proficiency for being elves

So whatever makes wizards stay away from swords and armor isn't is simple as "metal interferes with magic" because clearly the elves don't give a fuck.

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[lokiiied]

thinking about autistic art and how he had a really hard time differentiating platonic from romantic because of him and patrick’s friendship being so intimate and patrick being part of his first sexual experience and patrick engraining that need to be touched and loved into him from such an early age how was he supposed to know what was romantic or not? and even though he loved patrick he never knew if they were just playing or if patrick really wanted him to cross that threshold. of course he had thought about it. but him and patrick were friends- his only friend. his best friend. what if he ruined everything?

patrick knowing art since they were 12 and that the both of them had always struggled socially. all they had was each other. he learned what art needed from him and when he needed space. art needing him like a shore needs a rock. patrick was his safe space. the two of them always fitting together like matching puzzle pieces. patrick never being sure if it was his own fault for always being so touchy and intimate with art that if he ever crossed that delicate line he would be ruining something sacred. that he might scare art off or worse than that hurt him. make him retreat and search for someone, anyone else to be what patrick was for him. even if no one could.

thinking about how as soon as tashi allowed them the opportunity to be physically intimate they gravitated to each other and immediately went to another planet as soon as their mouths were on each other. how it was both so desperate and also so so gentle - careful even. thinking about anxious yearner patrick holding art’s face because he didn’t want this to stop, everything finally really truly felt natural and art realising kissing patrick came just as easy to him as breathing and of course it did because he wanted patrick to do more than touch him. he wanted patrick to stimulate him and push him further and he wanted to make patrick feel really really good

art being with tashi in what was probably his first “official romantic relationship” and trying so so hard to be the thing that she needed him to be. sacrificing his body. his mental health. his love. thinking that this wasn’t romance should feel like. or was it? was this what married people sacrificed their friendships for? his only reference for intimacy had been patrick. him and tashi did things him and patrick never did - but he needed more from her. the scene where he bites her arm. how he starts to be touchy with her and she pulls away. they seem the most physically tense in their marriage, whereas they’re both more physically relaxed/open with patrick. she knew how to give him space and she knew how to take care of him physically and he lived for playing tennis for her. but he needed more. he needed more affection, more emotional support. and tashi being unable to provide that for him in the ways he needed it. thinking he knew he was getting into a non-amatonormative relationship when he asked her out. knowing in her heart that art was never going to succeed at tennis in the way she needed him to unless he had that. unless he had patrick.

thinking about how after patrick touches the ball to the centre of the racket art has this release of emotions. first the anger. he shouts and smashes his racket and throws away two serves. this is the most physically expressive we’ve seen him since college. this is when the match gets intense. for a few moments they were really playing tennis. like they were back when they won their team championship. when art leaps above him and when patrick catches him and the hug. art needed it so bad.

[juniemunie]

[Abandoned by the Lightners, his heart became cracked with hatred.]

Hitting a lil' too close to home?

[purpleshadow-star]

It's kind of funny (heartbreaking) that there were multiple Ravens who wanted a number, to the point where some tried to manipulate Jean into helping them one way or another, but none of them would have been next in line. No matter what they did, there was always someone ahead of them on the list. Someone who wasn't even on the team. That someone wasn't Neil. Neil was a surprise to everyone, including Riko. That someone was Andrew.

Kevin might have had to beg Riko to go visit Andrew, and Riko might have laughed at Kevin and dismissed Andrew when Andrew turned him down, but make no mistake, if Andrew had accepted and had become a Raven, he would have taken that #4 spot within his first year.

If we're being real, Andrew had more of a chance at becoming part of the perfect Court than any of those Ravens ever had. Even Jean thinks of Andrew as one of them.

The other Ravens never stood a chance.

[divine-misfortune]

Dew is abysmal when it comes to baking, he tries to leave baking to Mountain for the safety of everyone. Almost always has been - the exception? Oatmeal cookies. The new summons find it weird that those are his apparent specialty but Aether and Mountain gently tell them to leave well enough alone when they find someone peering curiously around the doorway to the kitchen while Dew works.

Hes never been fond of oatmeal, let alone the cookie variant. Honestly, he'd dare to say he dislikes them. Dew only ever learned how to make them for Ifrit. After the at-the-time fire ghoul complained for the millionth time about having to pick raisins from them every time he wants to enjoy a damn cookie, he begrudgingly rolled up his sleeves and sought out perfecting them. Feigning annoyance every step of the way, especially when Ifrit sat on the only section of counter not covered in some substance and cooed over his 'sweet little angelfish' being a darling housewife.

Theyre not good at first. Not by a long shot. Too salty, too dry, too many oats, not enough oats, Dew went through every varient of wrong he could until the day Ifrit's eyes sparkled at the first bite. The memory of it still makes his heart melt before the ache of grief takes hold.

Back then, he'd make a batch every damn week for Ifrit. Anything to see how Ifrit lit up. Nowadays it's rare to find him in the kitchen; usually only on a few specific days in the year nobody seems to know the significance of or nights where his newfound smoky scent and empty bed ignite a longing so fierce it threatens to swallow him whole. Like the shark he once was, remaining still would lead him straight to ruin. He does his best to keep busy those nights.

Everyone's learns not to question the random half dozen cookies left wrapped in plastic on the kitchen counter anymore. More importantly, they learn to stop asking where Dew vanishes off to some days. Mountain and Aether learn which gravestones to retrieve the plates from in the afternoon when Dew finally drags himself back into the den.

[agentark]

do you ever think about how in the literal very first scene with Rebecca, we learn that Unit Bravo had no idea she even had a kid

she chose UB and The Agency over the detective so consistently, so frequently, that her team didn't even consider that she had some kind of life outside of them, with someone waiting for her at home

[ganondoodle]

(Original art) Xaror, any pronouns, species (?), age (?)

short summary about them; they act as both an antagonist and an ally since they are only really interested in what they want or whats fun to them, they are immortal and call themselves 'death itself' since they have a special connection to souls (being the only one able to communicate with them) and the ability to seperate souls from their bodies in such a way that nothing can harm the soul afterwards their main goal is to .. bother and disturb the 'celestials'*, which they hate, as much as they can, breaking into their palace, freeing prisoners, destroying research, destroying the place, and most importantly, making as many souls unusable to them as possible-

they dont want to destroy the celestials though, they cant fight them anyway and this game of doing 'good' only with the goal of annoying them is their most treasured activity, so Xaror doesnt intend to stop them from killing or hurting anyone, only from harvesting what they are actually after (though Xaror doesnt actually care as little as they think they do about people, and has a soft spot for demons)

most of their appearance is later into the story; Zaphira (the empress) had been in coma and the medical facility she was treated in was destroyed by Shargon (orange eyed demon who acts as her bodyguard for the first part) in an attempt to save her from her estranged relatives taking over her country after they heard of her decline in health, she is believed dead but washes up on the shore of the mountain Xaror resides at years later (it has a reason, too much to write here) and they slowly nurse her back to health, the reason they give for it is that they found their first encounter very fun, thats all (is it?)

(more lore under the cut bc this is already so long .. im trying to keep it short q-q ......... this is stuff i have been working on since i was a kid so uh, some things might be cheesy but i cant change them anymore ..)

just to get some basics out of the way; theres three worlds, the celestials palace, human world and demon world, each are their own planet connected via different gateways

*celestials (possibly not final name, loosely based on angels) are the last remaining "survivors" of their planets demise, when their world died the most powerful among them cannibalized the weaker to sustain themselves until there were only less than 10 left, who each turned into different beings from it and dont resemble their own people much anymore, they built a palace from what was left on their world that protects them from space as its atmosphere collapsed shortly after- however they still needed something to live off; they discover the human world and are delighted to find rather short lived people with powerful souls, the best kind of sustenance for them (now), they aim to herd them like cattle, but a problem arose when it turned out another world has long been in contact with the human world; demons

demons are semi immortal creatures that act as protectors for their world, protection they extended, more or less secretely, to the human world ensuring them a long and secure life- the celestials need them to die at their whim though (demons are few in numbers, hard to kill and rarely have offspring, not an ideal target); as they worked out a plan on how to get rid of demons one of the celestials, Xanthriel (time) grew somewhat fond of people as they spent alot of time in the human world to observe and research them; in the end turning on their own completely, but losing the fight against Uriel (knowledge)

Xanthriel was supposed to be executed for their betrayal, but it doesnt work, instead they are splintered into many parts after a lot of struggle, most body, memory and most strength is one part (ending up as motionless forever bleeding corpse kept locked up in the palace), the rest is some time later gathered together and reforms as a seperate, weak mockery of them, they embody Xanthriels emotion- Xaror, without memory, strangely cut to pieces (hence all the missing limbs and broken halo) but driven by an unstoppable desire to disturb the celestials (they live seperate long enough to each become their own person, at some point Xaror discovers Xanthriels body after all and they merge back together, though as they are now two, Xanthriel only takes over once directly after merging, stays silent for a long time and lets Xaror be themselves, only later revealing that they are there at all .. hiding perhaps- i rarely have specific ideas for voices, but Xanthriels is like, like coarse rocks being violently rubbed against each other, less voice more noise)

(also, the celestials use Xanthriels blood from the day of their execution to create a plague that nearly wipes out all demons, only the youngest of them survived, effectively robbing them of everything, culture, history, knowledge etc- as demons rarely have children, like a complete restart of their society, they disappeared from the human world, and over time being largely forgotten as actually existing- the celestials wanted them all gone however, so they kept kidnapping them to try and find somethign that would work similarly against the young ones too (and then in general, bc the only usable blood of Xanthriel was from the day of their fall, and that has long since been used up) one of the young ones was Shargon, he was the only one still alive from his group

(also, the celestials use Xanthriels blood from the day of their execution to create a plague that nearly wipes out all demons, only the youngest of them survived, effectively robbing them of everything, culture, history, knowledge etc- as demons rarely have children, like a complete restart of their society, they disappeared from the human world, and over time being largely forgotten as actually existing- the celestials wanted them all gone however, so they kept kidnapping them to try and find somethign that would work similarly against the young ones too (and then in general, bc the only usable blood of Xanthriel was from the day of their fall, and that has long since been used up) one of the young ones was Shargon, he was the only one still alive from his group (he wasnt the strongest or special, he was jsut the last in the row and always got the lowest dosage) when Xaror found them in yet another break in into the palace and got him back to the demon world .. where he was promptly blamed for the others that were taken and treated like a pretender/fake/spy bc what he got put through changed his eye color (something that demons cannot change in any form) to one that does not exist among 'real' demons (orange ... notice the inner color of Xarors broken halo? :) ), some even suggesting killing him, but none of them were brave enough to do it (they were all kids still) .. except Eadrya (the big blue-ish one, largely regarded as the strongest demon alive) but Shargon managed to escape, and since then lived largely in isolation- this is part of why he is so hated, and why he starts to spend so much time in the human world after rediscovering the pathway there)

[lucidsadvocate]

kuboyasu and saiko childhood au (?)

I was thinking, what if they accidentally meet when saiko and his father visit kuboyasus hometown for business inquiries for 3 weeks. saiko sneaks out and gets lost, stumbling upon the peasant area, and finds kuboyasu. they eventually started to meet up nearly every day and bond. (with saiko still being as stubborn as ever, of course) but one of his servants/maids found out and stopped him from going out to see a peasant. but that didn't stop him, though. when he did try to go see kuboyasu, he wasn't anywhere to be seen. it's been a few days, and saiko was going to give up until he found kuboyasu laying all bloody and bruised up -- fluff and angsttt??!

[screechingfromthevoid]

I think the same reason I love Dorym is why I love Loquatious and Laerryn. One, the devotion of it all. But secondly, and more importantly, "But there's one story of a fairy who stumbled into this world and fell in love"

Because Dorian is an air genasi prince who left home to find something real. His home floats on wind and he's never wanted for a thing. And he came down from his clouds only to find himself stumbling, tumbling, into love with just a man.

There is something so earnest about a man who is considered magical and wondrous in a world that already has magic, falling in love with someone who just is.

It's a thought that scratches the back of my mind a lot. It goes hand in hand with Liam saying "he has no idea if Dorian returns his feelings". Because from Orym's point of view why would Dorian have feelings for him? Dorian. The beautiful blue prince who is extremely talented in both music and magic. Dorian is everything Orym admires in other people. Everything he doesn't see in himself.

But Dorian does have feelings for Orym. Because Orym is everything he's not. He's firm and reliable. He knows who he is and is unapologetic about it. Orym was the only one in the (original) Crown Keepers that wasn't tempted by the spider queen. Because he was too principled. He was too good. Dorian's alignment changed. Dorian felt himself getting worse. Yet Orym stayed steadfast. In the face of everything he did not change.

Their pursuits were the same. They wanted to protect their friends. At any cost. But Orym somehow stayed unchanged. He always knew the right way of doing things.

So the handsome prince fell in love with a guard and planned to stay with him until he no longer wanted the company.

I literally said to a friend "I know he leaves. But he is so devoted to Orym I don't know how they're going to get him to."

And it was the one thing neither could argue against. Family. Orym knew about family. He knew about duty.

But even a continent away Dorian couldn't stop thinking about Orym. His little tactician before he was the savior blade. Even when his world came crashing down, Orym called and he went.

Idk. I think there's something beautiful in the way that Dorian loves Orym. I think it is very reminiscent of the fey who stumbled into this world and fell in love. I think it will be a love that will always be with them. That they will have to recover from. A love they might have to mourn before they ever have it.

Even if they never... If there is no love confession, if they have to mourn the loss of the people they thought they were, if there's no way for them to be together; Dorian will always love Orym. In the same way Orym loves Will. First love often lingers.

[thedolmainblog]

you know arts going well when you start drawing smth completely unrelated

[splo0shh]

I'd be lying if I said that I wasn't a bit disappointed at Mic's new timeskip design so I decided to do my own take on his new design! (fair warning uh, these are pretty messy because I was partially rushing while drawing these smh)

I wanted to give him a more uhm "Phoenix Wright" -isque hair style. It's basically his old hairstyle only I shortened it because I headcannoned him to cut his hair short after the war. I also kept his original mustache because I'm not sure how I feel about his new one-

(I did try to draw his new mustache but ehhh)

I do like his new glasses tho so I kept that

After the war, I'd imagined he cut his hair to a mullet length. It's SIGNIFICANTLY shorter than the one he had before but he's still able to style it however he wants, yknow?

Also a comparison between his old banana hair and his current one

[111daebud]

It’s kinda late and I’m ranting abt Fnaf okay (not the cannon stuff,, the mostly fanmade characters hrhjfjg)

Guys I love how diverse Fnaf fanart is but I fucking hate those ppl who are so damn stuck to Rebornica’s au that they start harassing ppl. Why do you even support Rebornica still in the first place? I get separating art from artist, I totally get that, but some of it (the art and opinions) is just wrong.

Like specifically abt Jeremike,,, Like bbg if I see one more person go ‘Omg what where’s Mike’s gf he’s not gay ew’ or like ‘he sees Jeremy as his son thingy bc he just wants to protect him’ or some shit I’m gonna eat someone’s arse and lick both of their eyeballs bc omg let ppl have their own opinions or head cannons or aus or whatever it’s ridiculous tbh. That is your opinion, not fucking mine. I ship Mike and Jeremy guys,, it doesn’t gotta be that deep to anyone fr. They are not related, they are of similar age, and it is my own decision who I ship and you can’t change my mind abt that one specific thing.

Ik taken completely out of context this is very confusing but I’m just going on idrc lolz

Like this isn’t necessarily directed or anything, and not everyone is like this, I know, but I’m just putting it out there bc it’s my blog and fight me and I love Jeremike with my everything even if some people think its a dead ship or hate it or blahblahblah idc at all bc yayayayay jeremike yippee yippee i love themm

[discountalien-pancake]

Extremely hot take that many will no doubt have knee-jerk reactions to, but I gotta get it off my chest.

I think people can choose to be queer, and that’s okay.

I think there are people who maybe feel only a tiny incongruity with their contemporary social constructs of attraction and gender, and they could just ignore it and continue on as a Sorta Weird cishet person for the rest of their lives and feel perfectly content. And i think there are some people who feel the same degree of incongruity and lean into and decide that the amount of weird they are is Queer, and that’s what makes them happy! And neither is the “wrong” choice.

I think the impulse to insist it’s not a choice—that all queers are queer because some deep biological, unchangeable factor makes them queer—is totally understandable! I think that it’s understandable to be afraid of conservatives twisting this to mean it’s possible to brainwash people into being queer, and that’s a scary political prospect.

But refusing to acknowledge that queerness can be a choice also feels like a trap. Because queerness acknowledges that queerness can change. Your particular flavor of queer is not immutable. A person who cannot conceive of the same gender even being an option may never consider whether they are attracted to the same gender. An “afab” Weird Lady may just be A Weird Lady, or they could be some flavor of trans—they are they only one who can choose which label they want, and you have no right to tell them they chose the wrong one.

Gender is a construct. Attraction to any gender is attraction to a construct. And everyone’s personal construct is a slight (or extreme!) distortion of “the” socially prescribed construct(s). But what you conceive of as man or woman or nonbinary etc is not going to be exactly the same as what anyone else conceives of as the same genders. It’s rooted in your personal understandings and at most we simply come together to agree that where our definitions overlap, those persons who fit into the overlap must be accepted as that gender. And those constructs are not immutable.

Saying that being queer is not a choice and cannot be a choice is so rigid and stifling, and that’s the opposite of what queerness should be. Queerness is fluid and vast! It is a space where we should be understanding and welcoming of those who choose to embrace us and sympathetic to those who choose not to even if you personally believe certain labels would fit them.

How queer is queer enough? What is the criteria for being queer? What criteria matters? Who gets to decide? Personally, I’m not interested in turning people away because they don’t feel like they were born queer. To me the only criteria that matters is that being queer brings them joy.

And don’t you think that someone who chooses to be queer—who truly wholeheartedly embraces queerness—even when they don’t have to, is someone who loves being queer?

[tom-is-online]

i have like 4 different people in my sea of asks asking for tgirl toya and ill be real idk if im super comfy with drawing that many (im not being weird im just a transman lmao)

i did not realise it was this popular at all

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[titanofthedepths]

I was talking about this on a call the other day but one of my favorite things about Sea of Thieves is that the characters are allowed to be ugly and so wildly diverse. Even the skeletons are diverse and have compelling and fun designs.

Note that when I say ugly I don’t mean that as a bad thing - I’m a firm believer that ugly doesn’t have to be a bad word, just the same as fat doesn’t have to be. Nobody’s perfect and that’s beautiful etc etc, when I say ugly I mean “not conventionally attractive” and it’s something I wholeheartedly appreciate

Like. Player pirates are randomly generated, which can be frustrating but at the end of the day it’s refreshing to not be able to sit and put together the perfect pirate. There will always be little scars or nicks or features you didn’t choose to place there, but they’re your pirates’ features. Just a couple days ago I realized my pirate has a snake bite on her cheek, and I LOVE that it’s there, though I never would have considered it for her had I been given the option to build her from scratch.

The NPCs, too, are diverse, and allowed to be flawed, and ugly. With their crooked or missing teeth and imperfect proportions and scars and asymmetrical faces - Rare could have very easily chosen to make every last NPC a perfectly pretty face fit for a magazine, and they chose not to. It makes the characters feel a little more real, more like they’re people - I can’t tell you how often I sit and examine the models of NPCs to look at every little detail and just appreciate how imperfect they are.

And like previously stated - and perhaps the thing I appreciate the most - even the skeleton characters are widely varied. Rathbone moves with a hunched posture that hides the fact his frame is fairly small, Grimm is tall and wide in that way that Sea of Thieves builds their fat characters, one of Chi’s horns is growing from her eye socket and she’s lankier than Ruth’s sturdy frame, Horatio has arms that are just a little too long, so on and so forth.

Just… Sure, I don’t by any means love Rare as a company, but the character design we see in Sea of Thieves is some of the best I’ve ever seen. I have a lot of love for this pirate game and the amount of love the design team put into every single character they offer us

[parasolcopyability]

still thinking about that stat chart....mhin fight back against the weak allegations omgg