#prismatic punch

[cutechickddraws]

first time drawing Permafrost and it sucks

The Mobtober thing is here again, so expect a weekly collection of what I produce daily for October.

1. Windy Day - Youmu Sorairo and Slimey have umbrella issues.

2. Critters - That’s right, the obligatory Zoologist, this was my first time drawing her.

3. Oasis - Haha, Dye Trader talks about funny Breath of the Wild reference.

4. Underground Desert WE ARE THE ROLLING CACTI. WE ARE FREE FROM THE RIENS OF BEING FROM A FICTIONAL VIDEO GAME.

5. Graveyard - Arms Dealer sells a cool shotgun that is a reference to a horror movie.

6. Spore Enemies - Crabulon and Spore Bat.

7. Foods and Drinks - Cirrus and Permafrost have good eating. Here, have a 🥖 🍹and 🥓.

bye

[unintentionalseductress]

Paintbrush Lesson

Warnings: clitoral stimulation with an object, MDNI I needed to write something after that adorable Rafayel painting card came out.

You moan softly, gripping the sofa cushions as your legs dangle apart, feeling breathless at the onslaught of sensation running through your sensitized body. Of course you had were teasing when you painted those little lines of color on Rafayel's cheeks, enjoying the way his face smarted from the mischevious action.

But oh, he had other plans for revenge, so sinfully sweet, and you feel it between your legs as he strokes your clit with the very edge of a fine, clean, paintbrush, the soft bristles tickling your spread folds and pulsating clit.

You let out a whine of pleasure as he drags it down, watching the sheen of moisture grow on your sex as he dips it into your core, gathering the slick and brushing it upwards onto your swollen bud.

"Silly girl...you really thought I wouldn't get back at you for this?" He taunts you, but there's a hint of affection in his words. You blush and avert your eyes, embarrassed at the sight of your panties swinging off your ankle and his lavender eyes growing into a darker shade of amethyst as he builds up your arousal. His strokes are consistent and tender, almost like he was painting his desire into your flesh, eager to bring forth that dizzying, prismatic, explosion of pleasure from your body.

"Rafayel..." you pant his name as you throw your head back, feeling the heated knot in your stomach tightening, ready to loosen and give in to the relentless stimulation being supplied to it.

"That's it my little painter...give into the experience of this artist..." he whispers devilishly, peering at you, knowing how much you get off by him watching you.

You whimper as the brush tip focuses on the very edge of your clit, the moist movements offering no resistance and with a punch of heat, feel your orgasm come crashing down on you, hot waves of gratification spreading through your being. You feel Rafayel watching your spread pussy intently, seeing every naked spasm and convulsion, before leaning forward and pressing a calming kiss to your heated clit, making you sigh.

"I hope you come to more of my painting lessons from now on."

© unintentionalseductress original work | no copying, plagiarizing or translating

[longreads]

Imperial Eras: A Taylor Swift Studies Reading List

“This reading list collects pieces from the last decade that use Taylor Swift as a muse, a conduit, a springboard, or a punching bag in service of the authors’ own journeys. They demonstrate how, as Taylor’s Swiftdom grows, so too do the opportunities to use her as a lens through which we can project any number of issues—gender, race, identity, authenticity—and witness the prismatic results, a “kaleidoscope of loud heartbeats under coats,” an easter egg waiting to be unwrapped. She’s a mirrorball, after all, reflecting every version of ourselves.“

Today at Longreads, Jill Spivey Caddell takes a deep dive into the phenomenon that is Taylor Swift Studies. 

[point-of-the-stag-enjoyer]

OC Bio: Bec-8.

Bec-8 was my first Hunter, all the way back in SoTSplicer. I started out flitting between things, not really vibing with any particular build. Void & Solar 3.0 were fun, but didn't quite click for me, and Stasis was... also there. And then Arc 3.0 rolled around, and ohhhhhhh my god. Bec-8 turned from a little concept to a solidified rolling dodging punch demon. I fiddled with it, it's look especially, for a while. Didn't really vibe with it til SoTWish, when i finally got happy with it ^^. These days i run Prismatic with it rather than pure Arc, not entirely but mostly due to a bit w/ my mates about Bec shagging its own threaded specters :P Anyhow, the speedy deeties:

Name: Bec-8.

Nickname(s): Pearshaped[1].

Pronouns: It/Its preferred, but it's not overly fussed.

Ghost's name: Flip (from 'Floaty Little Prick').

Ghost's pronouns: They/them.

First resurrected: Roughly inbetween The Taken King and Rise Of Iron.

THE MEAT:

Bec's first life lasted less than 30 seconds. It was rezzed in a sandy crater, it stood up, and it promptly lost its head to a Psion sniper. Bec's second life lasted substantially longer. It was rezzed in a sandy crater, it stood up, and it promptly flailed at the Ghost buzzing around its head trying to speak. The Ghost was trying to stutter out an introduction, but Bec's flailing & the Ghost's shell damage didn't exactly help. After a minute or so Bec managed to calm down, realising what a poor state the Ghost was in. The 2 started over more amicably, with Bec apologising for calling them a "Floaty little prick". The Ghost found some humour it thankfully, and adopted the name "Flip" stemming from Bec's outburst. Slowly sticking its head up over the rim of the crater it was rezzed in, bracing for a repeat of round 1, Bec slowly took in the landscape surrounding it. It was surrounded by mangled Vex & Cabal corpses, blast marks & craters marring the sandy rust-orange landscape. Bec quizzed Flip on what happened, and put 2 and 2 together as the stuttering Ghost explained. Flip had found their Guardian buried under the Martian sand, slowly unearthed by the wind, and squarely in the middle of a warzone between Cabal from the Sand Eaters and the Virgo Prohibition Vex. They flew in, dodging as much of the fire as they could to try and get Bec's rez. Making it to its corpse, Flip started the resurrection only to get winged by a Psion sniper as it succeeded, the same sniper that decapitated Bec. Flip lay hidden in the crater, not wanting to move in case the Psion overwatching was still there. About 2 weeks passed before they dared to try rezzing Bec again. Feeling more than a little guilty about trying to punch its own Ghost, Bec dusted off it's half-decayed fatigues, hopped out of the crater, grabbed a Cabal Slug Rifle from a sandblasted corpse, and set off towards a Vanguard beacon Flip had marked out. After reaching the Last City, Bec started toeing the line as minimally as it could, sneaking about and scavenging materials to help repair Flip's shell. The rare times it was on duty it was usually under the wing of then-Hunter Vanguard Cayde-6. Bec slowly started to do more and more on-duty work under Cayde, purely cause it was important and not cause it was slowly developing a crush on him. Of course. Bec's time in the Last City ended after about a year with the kickoff of the Red War, and it fled the City with a group of refugees that eventually ended up at The Farm in the EDZ. Working with the survivors, Bec put its burgeoning breaking & entering talents to use, stealing food, medical supplies, arms and ammunition for The Farm. Flip never accompanied Bec on its theft excursions, too scared for their lightless Guardian to do more than worry. It was during this time, away from the farm for hours if not days at a time with no Ghost and no Light that Bec's kleptomaniacal tendencies really started to surface. Alongside useful items, it stole more and more things that just caught its eye. Jewelry, trinkets, bits of anything golden here and there. On its off-time it adorned itself with its findings as a form of relaxation, slowly growing into the gleaming golden shortarse fistfighter it is today. It was also during this time that Bec met Jackson-10 & Torre-12, supplying them both the lion's share of anything they needed in return for whatever it was Bec wanted, usually something shiny or as their relationships progressed, something sexual[2] :P After the war, Bec returned to working under Cayde-6, nominally anyway. It usually hung around with Jackson or Torre, or vanished for days on end to steal things. It was pretty happy with the state of things, and would remain so until once upon a time in the Reef...

FOOTNOTES:

[1] This one stems from both Becs plans tending to go a bit pearshaped, and also the 7S Strides & Iron Comp vest combo giving femme hunters a p tiny waist and a capital-D Dumptruck. Legit like, goddamn. [2] The 3 in question didn't exactly shy away from hooking up, so Bec figured if it could get something out of it aside from a good time, what the hell :P

God this is a long one eh. Still tho, cracked this out in... oh god, like, an hour? 90 minutes? Waow. Just one more bio to go then i can start adding the part 2s. Yippee :P. One thing i like doing writing all these different ones is giving hints of what'll happen to other characters. Like, i haven't gotten to the Red War for Jacks or Torre yet, but here they are :P Anyway! 6/7 done! Just my creepy girl Blank to go :3 Thanks for reading! -'Stag<3

[slayanyhivegodslately]

*after throwing a diamond lance as a prismatic titan"

float like a warlock, punch like a titan

[thessalian]

Thess vs TLOVM S3, Ep 12

Well, Arcane S2 comes out in just over a week, and I wanted to get TLOVM all watched before then, so I think it's safe to say that I Have Done It. Or I will have in the next half-hour or so. That said ... let's go!

'Glorious' new body, huh? Well. It's a look. I guess. I'm sure someone's into that. Rule 34, y'know.

Y'know, Thorshan ... Raidak ... whatever ... that's not what Krishna meant about becoming death. I mean, I guess you're going for the Oppenheimer thing, but ... seriously, they meant time-- Oh, never mind, fuck it, whatever.

GROG!

YES! GO, PIKE! YOU-- Wait. Why is your shield hellfire-orange now?!?

...Good outlook, Grog, buuuuuuut...

This body what-now?!?

Ofuck THIS WASN'T SUPPOSED TO HAPPEN UNTIL THE WHISPERED ONE FIGHT AT LEAST A WHOLE STORY ARC FROM NOW!

Wow. I just got a screen snip at the best possible time.

(Also, screen-snip is a STUPID-ASS NAME FOR IT.)

YES! NICE SHOT, VEX!

Yeah, no, Pike-- nononono... Fuck.

WaitWUT?!? WHEN DID THIS BECOME TETRIS?!?

That's not going to comfort the man who made an open-ended deal with a death god because of a recent "chance taken"!

Actuallyyyyyyy ... she was more fuelled by ... like ... not having a whole bunch of people die, but ... you know...

Can ... can he actually punch through magic? I mean, hopefully that's not some Prismatic Wall shit...

GOIN' MINXIE! YES! Haven't seen that in, like ... most of a season!

Message for anyone counting uses of Wild Shape right now: FUCK OFF AND ENJOY THE SPECTACLE!

Oooooooooooooooooh shiiiiiiiiiiiiiit...

Did ... did you actually plan to get fired there? ...No pun intended?

...I guess he can punch through magic.

.........She has. A plan. ...And I think I know what it is. Feeblemind wouldn't work here. But... She's learned a few things about connections and roots...

She has. A plan. And she has an Earth Elemental form. Buuuuut that's still gotta hurt to see.

'Fancied?!? You do know how weak a word that is, right? 'Fancied' is "you thought she was hot and wanted to hit that"! ...Then again, what would Raishan know about anything else?

Oop.

Here we go.

Roots ... and connections.

WAIT WAIT WAIT NOT WITH THE ORTHAX-GUN!

At least the Orthax-gun probably didn't kill her. Them. It. Whatever.

Oooooooh, Percy...

To quote Marisha herself... "It's a power play; I love it!"

...Ooooooor maybe not-- OMG YOU WENT TO THAT CALLBACK!

I don't know if the Raven Queen's going to like this...

Yeah no.

He's not returning to the After! He needs to be released to get to an after!

...Was ... what that an answer?

That's what you think, Allura.

Kima is so done with this shit.

...Which ... yeah, you have and you did and you will, Champion of the Raven Queen.

Heh. That's going to come into play later, that little feather...

"Against"-- Yeaaaaaaaah.

...Ooooooooh this is creepy.

...They're all trapped in there?!? OH EWWWWWW!

Oh, shut the fuck up, Orthax.

Orthax ... shut. The fuck. UP.

Come oooooooooooon...

Oh. Ooooooooh no. Nonono poor Percy...

...WHAT?!? NO!

.........oh, Percy, nooooooo...

FUCK. OFF. ORTHAX.

Come on, Vex...

No, not to HIM; to PERCY!

Thank you!

brb crying

Aaaaaaaand the feather.

N'awwwwwwww, Vax!

Yes! YEEEEEES!

FUCK YOU, ORTHAX!

WHOA. Literally, apparently.

WOOHOO! BRB CRYING SOME MORE!

ALSO LAUGHING OMG DE ROLO!

Emon being rebuilt and-- Statue of Uriel awwwww!

OMG VEX ILU SO MUCH!

That's ... ominous... WTF?!?

That is ALSO ominous.

AND SO IS THAT.

GROG, SHUT UP. Yeaaaah okay.

We had to have the entire group cheer "GILMORE!" at least once. Something was missing with Gilmore's involvement until just that second, and now it is all complete.

...I am going to find out who wrote this and I don't know what I'm going to feed them for that Meat Man reference but it will probably not be JUST bees. (...possibly also some wasps. And if you get that reference, hello, fellow cross-fandom person!)

I'm sure they've spent Winter's Crest at Whitestone at least once in the campaign. Or possibly that was Emon; I think they had like two Winter's Crests in Emon. Wasn't one of them something about chasing some kind of demon? Meh, anyway, this is a very off-season Easter egg hunt, this entire scene.

...Like Grog talking about loving shopping, when Travis has been known for several campaign to hate shopping 'episodes'.

...Okay, what's he gonna do? Ah ... he's going to leave in a less ... antagonistic way.

And the Aramente ... with Vax?!? And ... a squire to the Voice of the Tempest as the wrong character?!? BWAHAHA.

Ooooooh here's the song.

N'awwwwww. Montage of happy.

...Except for that yick on his wrist...

...aaaand except for the cultist chanting--

...the eyes ... or lack thereof-- GAH FUCK!

Well. Who's glad they announced that their S4 got greenlit after THAT last frame or ten?!?

Now. WHO WROTE THIS?!? Brandon Auman, and Sam. I've talked about both of them before, but I think I'm starting to get a feel for when there's an episode that Sam had a hand in writing? I think it's the trolly little Easter eggs. That's just ... a very Sam thing. But he and Brandon, particularly together, seem to be able to get you laughing, ram a dagger into your heart while you're laughing, and then make you laugh again while you're sobbing with the pain of it. (Also Meredith Kecskemety, whose name I will learn to pronounce.)

Well, that's that. I so very much want S4. I need to see what they do with the Whispered One arc. I really do.

Oh. And. Before I go watch Omn1's take on this ep and then take a week or so's breather before hitting Arcane S2? That screenshot I mentioned:

I mean. Did I or did I not pause at the best time?

[alterchaos]

The Birth of a Legend

NEXT CHAPTER: PROLOGUE: FALLING TO DUSK

Long ago, in the reign of the ancients, there lived a hero. The hero lived among the people, and was known by many names and beloved by all, for the hero protected the weak and vanquished all who would bring them harm with the might and grace of the light. 

Hearing of these incredible feats, a great and overwhelming darkness rose to challenge the hero, claiming there could only be one who championed over all. The hero accepted and a great battle ensued, shaking the heavens, until, at last, fate was decided.

The darkness was sealed away but at a great cost.

The hero was fallen.

A great sorrow filled the hearts of the people, but as days turned to weeks and then months, peace returned to the land. Everyone soon forgot of the darkness that had threatened their lives, but that was a grave mistake. The darkness patiently awaited its strength to return and, once it had, it striked yet again. The people rallied and a great war took place to end the darkness once and for all, though they were quickly overwhelmed. Just as it seemed to be the end though, a dazzling light appeared from above.

The hero had returned.

Bestowed with the power of the ancient light, the hero pierced the darkness in a prismatic array of colors, banishing the darkness once and for all and true, everlasting peace returned to the land. 

The hero then vanished without a trace. Some claim the hero fell, the body unable to withstand the power of a god. Others claim that what they saw was simply the will and spirit of the hero returning to protect them once more by using the light within. Though the hero’s name was lost to time, many still call the legend by the story that lived on.

The Legend of Zäp

“Now, will you finally go to sleep?”

The guardian closed the dusty book the wide-eyed child before him had curiously snagged off of his personal shelf. 

“No way! I have so much to do now!” The child jumped up and down on the bed, springs creaking even under his smaller-than-average frame, “I gotta train so I can become big and strong and cool and-!!” 

The ecstatic child prepared to run out the door, before being quickly halted in his tracks by a sturdy scruff to the neck, “Not so fast, little one,” The small child huffed as he gave up the pointless struggle to move his limbs, “Where do you think you’re running off to at this hour?”

“Like I said, I gotta become big and strong!” 

“Now? But it’s past your bedtime.” The guardian offered a small wink, releasing the relenting child back onto the bed, “And why the rush, son? You have your whole life ahead of you to become big and strong.”

The child stood tall, placing his hands on his hips and flashing a confident grin, showing off one of his missing baby fangs.

“Because I’m gonna become the greatest hero in all of Mobius! They’ll call me ‘The Hero of Mobius’! I’ll be a legend so cool and fearless that no darkness will wanna mess with me!” With that, the child kicked and punched the air, locked in an intense battle with his imaginary foe.

The guardian chuckled warmly at the display, “Well then, Hero of Mobius, the best way to get big and strong is to get enough rest. You can’t expect to fight bad guys with so little energy now can you?”

The small child put his hand to his chin, “Hmmmm I guess not,” He then raced under the sheer, musky bed sheets, letting out a small yawn as he curled up into himself slightly, “Okay, I’m ready to sleep now.”

With book in hand, the guardian rose from the bed, turning out the light and pausing at the door as a small, tired voice called out one last time.

“Good night, Chuck.”

The orphanage head smiled back, silhouetted by the warm light in the hall.

“Good night, Sonic.”

CHAPTER END

[ghostinthegallery]

omg ask gameee❤❤❤

2 13 17 19 20 for Zahndrekh and Obyron

2 4 13 17 18 20 for Orizyn

Zahndrekh/Obyron

2) who says “I love you” more?

Zahndrekh. He is very loquacious and emotional so there are many declarations of love for his handsome bodyguard. Obyron grunts affectionately.. Zahndrekh knows what he means.

13) who gives the most compliments?

Also Zahndrekh. Why shouldn't he? Look at Obyron! How can you not say nice things about how big and strong and capable he is? The overlord of Gidrim is simply dealing in facts here!

17) who fusses over takes care of the other when they get sick?

Obyron considers fussing over a sick overlord part of his duty. He would punch every flu virus in the face if he face if he could, but sadly he has to settle for looming ominously over biomancers and making sure Zahndrekh gets plenty of rest (and cuddles as necessary)

Zahndrekh doesn't think he has to fuss over Obyron, dude is invincible, but on the rare occasions something genuinely gets him, Zahndrekh would be glues to his side and exceedingly fussy.

19) who clings to the other for comfort when they’re sad or scared?

Zahndrekh. Full baby lemur mode on the hunk for literally any reason or sometimes no reason at all. Obyron's there and must be clung to

20) who is more ‘physically passionate’? (hugs, kisses, or maybe more…)

In public? Zahndrekh absolutely. Obyron is far too ashamed to display any untoward behavior. On the flip side, Obyron is keeping such a tight lid on everything that in private when he does let go, it's probably wild

Orikan/Trazyn

2) who says “I love you” more?

Trazyn, as part of his campaign to get a rise out of Orikan, professes his love at every available opportunity. Orikan is a total tsundere about all of this (and also I think genuinely more guarded given that everything around a romantic entanglement with an overlord will hit him harder because class differences and social power and all that. Orikan is much less able to be vulnerable)

4) who swears more?

Orikan's swear jar has funded so many expansions to the Prismatic Galleries.

13) who gives the most compliments?

Trazyn, again fucking with Orikan but he is genuine. He appreciates his gremlin rival husband and he is very happy to tell him why.

17) who fusses over takes care of the other when they get sick?

Thank you Infinite and the Divine for showing that Trazyn goes full nurse mode, scanning and checking and reassuring when Orikan is injured. Whereas when Trazyn is sick, Orikan points and laughs (while constantly hanging around and making sure he is okay. For professional reasons)

18) who finds it impossible to stay angry at the other for long?

Neither. Staying angry for unreasonable lengths of time is the bedrock of their relationship. They have invented entirely new ways to be furious with each other. Stars will burn out before their fury ebbs even a fraction. It keeps the marriage/divorce spicy.

20) who is more ‘physically passionate’? (hugs, kisses, or maybe more…)

Probably Trazyn overall, again given he is generally a more confident person and would feel comfortable initiating. Orikan will go full feral cat and scratch if he's not in the mood, but when he is, the cuddles are excellent.

[captainkurosolaire]

Blooming Effect

Colorfully ornamented pinwheel's delicately in youth's spring hands whirled while they giggled amongst themselves, crackling skies of prismatic firework's of festivities lit up alongside drifting stars celebrating a new leaf. An elegant vibrant dragon's dancing ran parading throughout the Far-East chasing away evil spirit's and encourage prosperity, fortune. Even in conflict's of grim. A seasoned-shadow with minor scrapes moved throughout crowds undetected. An oddity challenging flower still remained in his possession for until Sunrise. When his ordeal, would be over. Yet every petal remained in-tact, the flower mysteriously didn't wither. In moment's the assassin, researched it like a father's obligation. She who wasn't even named. It-was-as-if, his existence was buried, a nameless headstone grave, this flower was a respect to the dead; of him, and the yard's he created. Sensation's crept up, protecting this small-precious, insignificant thing. Was this power in valuing life? His saunter pace furthered, feeling followed. Someone peered through darkness and located him skillfully. Taking an alley-way away from crowds. Pursuit came to a stop, as heel's cackling behind him paused at the entry, noticing the shadow disappeared. Thinking he caught the chaser off-guard, only for a scatter of high-puncturing thick steel-needles to launch from a conditioned, polished hand. He rapidly deflected with a blinding speed swish of his sheathed-blade, one-stray needle, requiring him to physically punch in a timely-stoppage, blocking for the safety of that flower, nestled closer to his heart. A completed lolipop's stick fell from filled purse-lips, "Sharp, Lion, oh how you've always penetrated my deepest senses." Sultry came out playfully from a She-Devil. Palpable energy unveiled rising, flashing an uncanny smirk, she cut the distance and kicked his blade in disarming, the stiletto heel's she wore were instrumental-weapons equivalently. Razor-nail's feminine grazed his neck, easy for rupturing. Her disarm wasn't entirely success, his feline tail, latched by the hilt his blade and transferred it to an open-palm to wield, both them stalemated. Purring before his feline ear, "I do enjoy being a breathe away at the crescendo with you." She'd wink before leaping backwards. This energetic, assassin perhaps, was at an equal-level or above, without sacrificing an ounce of identity. Her method was more aligned with infamous, Kunoichi's, ensnaring with their feminine-charm, before burying their teeth to prey. The stone-face spent no amusement, "How do you come, Killer Queen?" Only knowing another by many title's placed in their settings. Alongside one mutual-mission they met previously-in. "Buy me dinner, I could be ever-willing to demonstrate." Furthering teases, despite his steel-exposure was immovable. Clearly, she wasn't out to spew his blood. Taking a turn and began withdrawing, wasn't worth sticking around, entertaining whatever she was scheming. Brow's of dismay and playfulness frowned, "Alright! Get-back, I'm returning a favor. I was running an investigation on your own Don." Upon hearing callous hands returned with killing-intent, was likely they'd be fighting after-all... For now still held allegiances. Before he struck, she continued. Violet-highlight strands with darker roots, she brushed aside and began using a trimmer on her nails. "Overheard them mention you in-fact, you're compromised to them." Now his attention and posture staggered, realizing the severity. "They know your mission-failed, she's marked. Dead any moment by another Black Miracle." He said no response, and began suddenly taking-off, climbing acrobatically on rooftops above the Eastern city-walls. <My didn't expect that response.... Seems you're compromised indeed.> The informant thought before following his movements, running alongside gingerly. "Could of led with this." He said simplistically. Expressing her sympathy became mournful, respecting, "You'll not find her in time..." Being realistic.

Stopping in tracks holding his head down, seemingly accepting it's a lost cause... Retrieval came for the flower nestled still containing his client's scent and aura. Using an advanced-technique, like sonar detection, or wavelength's of that flower's essence permeated throughout the city using his own aether to extend the range and lock onto identical unseen waves until finding the center point, where similarities meet. Boot's resumed on a race against the clock, lethally ticking.

[Prev:Chapter]: Mother of Light ~ ♪"Secret Place"♪

[linette-the-pathfinder]

tagged by @elavoria for a wip extract... that certain act 5 bit where lann says you need to come see the walls and refuses to elaborate. but it's linette's island here because there are better places for a date than a wall actually

He had so beaten about the bush, that he’d almost come right around it to the front again; and had his eyes not been bright, I might perhaps have thought something was actually wrong on my poor island. I might have panicked somewhere between thinking another halfling were stuck in the prismatic spring, to believing I’d find Aivu half-drunk in a mead-barrel, to being convinced I’d have to punch Mephistopheles in his hideous face again: had it been before, had it been but weeks ago: had he not turned at last, before mock-concern went fluttering and blushing into laughter. He so wanted to keep his serious face; and so he did; but he was so much preoccupied in it, that he forgot his hands and his feet and to my astonishment, the very scaled side of his mouth, which in defiance of the right, twitched and kept straight where the other near comically frowned. I had never seen him quite like this before. We had so often raced through Drezen, but I had not been so light-footed as this that I felt none of the steps nor the cobbles. I reached for his hand but he kept ahead of me that I only wished for it, and in wishing, wanted it all the more: until at last we leapt through the portal and I came out on the island as if I had actually ascended to Elysium. It was quiet: those free crusaders had already gone, who wanted a bed with fewer dandelions or a public house with more walls, of an evening: and the high-flying breeze went unhindered through the grass as a whispered riffling laugh. Lann led me to one of the ridges, and stopped on its summit as if he were king of the world. ‘Well… there you have it,’ he said: the grin golden in both his eyes, – ‘surprise!’

[emzzy]

Fallen Wishes

ROGUE MY BELOVED

wait does this mean it's only been two days since EP2 or is this a flashback?

he's so cool. you can't tell but im fangirling so hard RN.

Zeatrix!

'long ago he and my sister betrayed my family' i thought you supported Beatrix?

ohhhh, new Djiinjago looks so pretty!

DARETH?!

Arrakore not granting Dareth's wish because it sucks ass, Thank you Arrakore for sparing us all from the brown ninja making a comeback.

oh hi Rox.

Dareth shut up.

how does EVERYONE BUT THE NINJA know what the Prizzys are for?

Smith siblings i love you.

so the prizzys were forged with soul energy? makes sense considering Thunderfangs whole deal is consuming souls, his chains are also definitely made of Prismatic steel.

oh shit, so the pyramid thing will force Arrakore to grant Rox's wishes, that is really bad.

hahahaha, Arrakore made Rox wish the ninja were there, get played shortie.

oh, but he only got the Ninja he knew about, not all of them. oops

Ras he literally just found out his parents are dead, cut the kid some slack!

'i just found out my parents are dead' hahaha!

Wu better hope he's dead, cause Arin is out for BLOOD.

RAS HAMMER IS A DRAGON ICON!? also Strength is probably his master, either that or Energy (or the time twins)

also we finally know (some of) his plan, use the dragon icons to summon the souce dragons, capture them (like energy) and use them to undo the merge.

Sora now is NOT THE TIME FOR BANTER.

oh so his wish powers are tied to the realm itself? but then how did Nadakhan grant wishes in Skybound? or was it different for him because he was royalty?

wish fight!

Arrakore can understand Riyu? or can he just understand all wishes regardless of language barriers?

wow this fight is choreographed well.

so you can also activate shatterspin by punching the ground, and also shatterspin negates wish magic.

get snuck upon >:3.

the Dragonian who got hamster balled still in the fight is hilarious to me.

why does it look exactly like the other Prizzys now?

if i had a nickel for every time Rox froze Nya in place and gloated at her only for it to backfire on her, i would have two nickels, which isn't alot, but its weird that it happened twice.

So is Arrakore exempt from the three wishes rule? or did Nadakhan just make that up.

Sora your catgirl is showing.

ok so the F5 have three blades, the ninja have one, and the last one is with Arin & Ras.

and were going back to the world forest!

ROGUE! HOW THE HECK DID U GET THERE!!! (also cool binoculars)

[askmj-2-thestackedodds-fireteam]

Personal notes of MJ-2:the elements

Solar:

Solar, a classic, shining as bright as a star while burning your foes into ash, scorching whatever survives, an element I tended to stick with when I first became a guardian, hell it was the first one I ever used, The golden gun is a feeling that will never be forgotten, wasn't the best at it at first but I had a good friend to teach me, the knifes were pretty handy as well, always fill me with a warm feeling when using it.

PS: great for baking cookies

Arc:

Arc, an element I haven't honestly given the credit it deserves, it got me out of some tough Jams with turning foes into sparks, and all it took was a punch that gave a little "jolt", and it gave some shocking results, though it took me a while to get a hang of it but trial and error works most of the time, when using it feels like I'm more energetic, though maybe it's cause I'm an Exo so it just overclocks my body?

PS: Great for jump-starting ship electronics and frying electronic locks, essentially the pantry ones

Void:

Void, an element of Stealth and shadows, honestly when it comes to the aspect of the hunter that is being almost undetectable with being able to turn invisible and suppressing your foes, it's an element designed for that and it does that pretty well, though using it makes me feel, oddly empty at times, it might be the lack of warmth I tend to gain from the other two elements, though sometimes it might just be just my imagination, sometimes I feel like I'm a bit less talkative, more distant but it might be just my imagination.

PS: great for sneaking into the Vanguard break room

Stasis:

Stasis, the first element of the darkness we learned to wield, On Europa funnily enough, though I can see why we were warned that darkness can corrupt, this power is quite useful and quite powerful when used right, probably one of my favourites to use even though it's an opposite of solar in the fire and ice kinda of way, whenever I use it though, it gives me an odd feeling at being at home, might due circumstances when I was a new light.

PS: great for preserving certain items that can perish easily

Strand:

Strand, the other element of darkness, an element that even with Osiris's explanations I fail to fully understand what exactly it is, but to dumb it down for myself, I just imagine it as a river connecting everything together, always flowing freely never stopping, and opposite of stasis in a movement kind of sense, honestly with the tools that strand has offered, it feels like a Hunter's element, cause of the movement and the tools to capture our foes in webs of strand it feels natural honestly, whenever I use it, I feel like I'm free, like I can move in any direction, probably because of the grapple, god that saved me so many times.

PS: Great for making a quick getaway from the 6th story window

Prismatic:

Prismatic, though technically not an element just a combination of light and dark, this power is still something I'm learning though so far I'm managing pretty well with it, honestly it's been helpful being able to use both the powers of light and dark without focusing on one specific element, whenever I use it I feel, I dunno unchained?, unbound?, it's strange to explain but I guess free? But not like I described strand, but Free, Free like I can accomplish just about anything, though I still chose to use signal elements from time to time, it helps to keep me grounded to say simply, cause I know how much power can corrupt a person, light or dark.

PS: great for all of the above

[knightposting]

After rounds of buffs (thank god Bungie wants this ability to be as good as I want it to be) and a very lucky drop, I've been messing around with Unbreakable on Prismatic titan with a Bear/Armamentarium roll on Stoicism. As someone who prefers the "unbreakable wall" titan fantasy over the "punch everything" titan fantasy, I have thoughts:

-It shines best when you have a lot of things hitting you very hard and very fast, because the way Ursa Furiosa and its spirit version works now really incentivizes filling that meter to get the full grenade charge back.

-This also makes it one of the few builds that gets worse in lower difficulty content.

-The combination of Spirit Of The Bear and Spirit Of The Armamentarium means you can enter a fight with one grenade charge, blast a bunch of motherfuckers, and walk out with two grenade charges 5 seconds later.

-It sucks against Tormentors, Grims, and Strand Subjugators, but for some reason hard counters weavers? My main theory is that the shield prevents the pull attack from reaching your character, something stronghold doesn't do.

-Speaking of Stronghold, while both give you absurd DR, unbreakable allows you to heal while actively being shot at. The constantly regenerating overshield tanks the hits while your regular health bar recovers. Run it with the fragment that grants cure on grenade kills and you've got a really tanky build.

-It is, unfortunately, still a bit anti synergistic with all the other prismatic titan aspects. Knockout could give you healing, but amplified makes it so that enemies miss you, and you do not want enemies to miss you. Drengr's Lash is a no go because it sucks without Abeyant and suspended enemies don't shoot back. Diamond Lance is a great way to get easy stacks of frost armor and to set up ranged freezes, but frozen enemies can't shoot at you. Consecration seems like a good pick, but now you're every other prismatic titan build but worse because you're not running knockout and synthos.

-Another pain point is that none of the grenade altering aspects on any prismatic subclass works while you're transcendent. Transcendence is cool, but it sucks how you're playing with only half your subclass at times.

[lumine-no-hikari]

Dear Sephiroth: (a letter to a fictional character, because why not) #133

It is Tuesday. That means it's therapy day. So that's where I went this morning.

Last week I was there, I met a kindly old gentleman with poofy white hair who really liked my hat. I had a brief, but delightful conversation with him! It was a good time!

In case you are wondering why he liked my hat, this is my hat; it is on my head in this picture:

It's a pretty great hat!! Eevee is one of my favorite Pokémon, simply because it has the capacity to adapt to anything! It looks plain, but it's secretly prismatic! Eevee is a beautiful rainbow of possibilities!

Today, I saw the kindly old gentleman again (apparently we go to the same building for therapy at the same time, I guess), and he gave me a pair of buttons that he made himself, specifically for me! These buttons have my birth name on them, and it's not spelled quite right (mine isn't supposed to have an H at the end; it's so rare to find my birth name on anything at all, let alone without the H at the end!), but I don't care!! It was delightful, and it is the thought that counts, and the fact that he even remembered my birth name at all was heartwarming!

One of the buttons was pin-on; I promptly put it on my owl bag:

And the other one was magnetic; I put it on my fridge, where I'll see it every day!

Related: if it ever becomes safe to reveal my birth name to you, then you have my permission to use either my birth name or this public one that was given to me, which I use pretty consistently on the internet; both of them are appropriate descriptors of my general existence, I think!

…I was sad when he told me that his wife said to him that he might end up accidentally creeping me out. This is something I understand well; I do kind things for others just for the sake of doing it - I don't want anything. All the same, people tend to read more into my actions than I intend, assuming that I've got some kind of ulterior motive or something. I understand why most people worry about stuff like that; most of them have trauma, and most of them have experienced what they thought was "kindness", only to have someone lord it over them all entitled-like later. It's very lame, but it is what it is. It's a little lonely to be misunderstood so frequently, but at the same time, I can understand their caution; my way of being definitely isn't typical in my world.

I wondered if, like me, he is autistic. I hope I get to talk more to him sometime; I want to hear more of his story, and how he became who he is now, if he's comfortable with sharing it. 70 years is a long time to live, and I can imagine that he has a wealth of amazing memories that I might be able to learn and grow from hearing about! But I'm not really sure what is the socially appropriate way to ask, ahahaha… 😅

…After I got back from therapy, I made a tea! Today, it was a vanilla-rose white tea; I think you might like this one about as much as the vanilla-rose black tea, actually. It's got a subtler flavor; it doesn't punch a person in the face with flowery vanilla goodness nearly as hard as the black tea version, hahaha! But that's a good thing; I don't always want my tea to punch me in the face, hahaha! Br gave me this tin a while ago, and it's still one of my favorites:

It's another loose-leaf tea, so I had to break out the tea ball again - not that I'm complaining, of course!

Today, Momma (Or Oma, for short! Or Mia, as M likes to call her, because then she's "Momma Mia", haha!) is on the windowsill! She is Mogwai's mother. She was a rather murdery stray just a few years ago (quite literally; at first she was so aggressive that she had to be kept in a separate room and I had to go in by myself with cardboard armor on my legs to feed her), but with lots of love and time to adjust, she has become very cuddly and friendly, even if she still sometimes gets into brief spats with our other cats! 🥰🥰🥰

This is how the color is after it's done brewing:

...And here's how it looked with the honey added, and the cream swirling around:

...There's so much in my world that I wish I could share with you...

Also notable today was the fact that M, J, and I went out to get sushi with J's sister. And this is a beautiful thing; due to a long and complicated string of misunderstandings, J's sister and I started off on the wrong foot and stayed on the wrong foot for a long time; she didn't understand that I am not the sort of person who speaks in implication, and so a lot of weird assumptions were made about me with subtext that wasn't actually there. I also tend to be very blunt and straightforward (but not cruel!), and people tend to perceive me as rude; for example, if I'm thirsty at someone else's house, instead of saying, "gee, it sure is hot outside," or whatever other indirect thing that hints at the fact that I need something to drink, I will come right out and say, "may I get myself a glass of water?" You would not believe how MAD this makes some people, good grief!!

Fortunately, with J's help, over time my relationship with his sister has changed for the better, and though I wouldn't consider us close yet, she at least doesn't seem to be actively suspicious and mistrustful of me anymore. We went to the local all-you-can-eat sushi place, because she had never been there; I took a few pictures of my favorite things for you:

...Hey, Sephiroth? Do you like sushi? If you do, then what are some of your favorite kinds? If you tell me, then maybe I'll give them a try someday, just to see what they're like...

...I don't have a whole lot else to write to you about today. But all the same, I'm thinking of you. I hope you're okay. I hope things will get better for you soon.

Please be safe out there, okay? Because I love you enough to write to you again tomorrow.

Your friend, Lumine

[coordinatorsunny]

Intro

Hello! My name is Sunny☀️ and I use she/her/they/them pronouns. I am a pokemon trainer and and and up and coming coordinator living in Hoenn. I'll mostly post my stuff about the hoenn league, pokemon contests, pokemon or just some random stuff.

Here's my picture 📷

(Picrew by me!)

Other stuff

I have been living in Hoenn for my entire life here so if you have any questions about the region you can ask me! The history, culture, pokemon that lives there anything!👍

I was a huge fan of watching pokemon contests on tv and admired the coordinators performing on stage so that's what inspired me to become a coordinator.

I also learning about pokemon on @quillpokebiology blog. You should check them out there really awesome!

I also have a penpal name Callister who owns the @pokeblogingalar. He's awesome so check him out too!

Also please talk to me I'm really lonley🥺

My team

My mom was a pokemon rescuer and she would adopt them when I was little so my childhood was involved with a lot of pokemon and basically loved pokemon ever since I was a little baby :) Some of the pokemon I had were given to me on my birthdays and some of them I caught in the wild when I was 10 thanks to my dad teaching me (he's a pokemon professor btw). Thanks mom and dad!

But anyways here's my team!

Phoenix the Blaziken ♂️

Move set: Flamethrower, Blaze Kick, Stone edge, Thunder punch

I had Phoenix ever since he was a little pokemon egg. My mom rescued the egg from a forest fire and knew when the egg hatched it wouldn't be able to survive because the eviorment got destroyed and couldn't find it's mother so she brought it home and later hatched into a Torchic. Me and Phoenix are really close and he helped me a lot during the gym challenges. He sometimes acts like a older brother figure to the rest of my team and is really nice, patient and smart!

Siren the Milotic ♀️

Moveset: Hydro Pump, Bubble Beam, Disarming Voice, Aqua Ring

I got Siren from a pokemon breeding center after I got my first gym badge. She's quite shy but loves it when I groom her. She also hates it when she get's dirty but is sweet nonetheless.

Cloudy the Altaria ♂️

Moveset: Mist, Dazzling Gleam, Dragon pulse, Draco Meteor

Cloudy was a present I got from my mom when I was 9 years old. He was a swablu at the time. He's really energetic and loves to play so he's really productive. But sometimes he can be gremlin and loves to bother my other pokemon just for fun.

Aurora the Gardevoir ♀️

Moveset: Prismatic Laser, Energy Ball, Physic, Light Screen

I caught Aurora when she was a Kirlia back when I was on my way to the 3rd gym. I managed to complete the gym in one sweep thanks to her. (She's one tough cookie!). Aurora acts like a older sister to my team so she gets along with them very well. But she doesn't tolerate Cloudy's antics and scolds whenever he does something stupid.

Apollo the Absol ♂️

Moveset: Shadow Ball, Dark Pulse, Ice Beam, Swords Dance

Apollo was another pokemon I got from mom as a present on my 11th birthday. I always gushed about having an absol because I thought they were so cool. I didn't know what to name him so my dad recommended the name Apollo. Apollo also helped me a lot on my gym challenges so I'm really grateful for that. I knew that Absol's dislike fighting so I only used him if my other pokemon had fainted and he was the only one left and mostly use him for contests. Apollo is a bit more reclusive than Siren but still he's nice!

Angel the Sylveon ♀️

Moveset: Fairy Wind, Attract, Swift, Moon Blast

Last but not least Angel! I got Angel when she was an eevee. Poor thing was bullied by a bunch of mightyena so I drove the pack away with Phoenix and Aurora. I guess I got my 'helping pokemon' genes from my mom. Since then she started to follow me everywhere and I didn't wanted to leave the cute thing alone so I decided to catch her! Since then I have been taking of her with proper care, love and attention and then she evolved into sylveon and gotten much stronger. Like her name suggests she is a huge sweetheart and loves to be productive❤

Other:

Via the Shiny Beautifly ♀️

Moveset: Shadowball, Pollen Puff, Silver Wind, Morning Sun

This is Via our newest member of the pokemon peforming team! She is sooo beautiful, precious and I caught her last week! She is a bit shy and not much of a battler like Apollo but a kind-hearted darling♡ I am going to take good care of her!

Well that's all! Also I really have to thank the power of friendship for the evolving Angel into a sylveon!!

Rules:

-I am a minor and this is SFW blog.

-If I see anyone being homophobic, xenophobic(racism), pedophilic I will block you.

-I will not tolerate any kind of bullying or any kind of harrassment.

-No spamming either. I will post here and there so please be patient.

-We all have different opinions about something related to pokemon like 'this pokemon is the best or this pokemon is not the best'. So please respect each other's opinions even if we don't agree.

That's all!

[mindstormpress]

Illusory Sensorium ran a game of Barkeep and their writeup is one of the clearest signs that the hard work we put in was worth it.

Here's the recap. I genuinely was laughing out loud a few times. Highly recommend: https://illusorysensorium.com/b1-wand-of-embiggening/

If you want to delve into the design theory of Barkeep, keep reading! ⬇️

When we were working on the book, we came up with a sort of mantra for the encounters: Is it sticky? Is it toyetic? Do the NPCs have means, motive, and opportunity? Is there information, choice, and impact?

That's a lot of jargon, and it's been synthesized from across multiple sources. Prismatic Wasteland summed it all up here:

Sticky means that the encounter isn't something the characters can avoid. It sticks to them.

Toyetic came from false machine as well, but also from a post now lost to time from Rebecca Chenier. Basically—will the players and GM want to pick up and play with the encounter?

MMO is just a way to conceptualize NPCs in a simple, understandable form.

ICI is from Bastionland. We can't make informed decisions without information, and there's no point to making decisions if our choices don't matter.

Building the encounters meant looking at each of them carefully and considering those foundational elements. Not EVERY encounter needed every single thing. In fact, with the way WFS wanted to write the book, each encounter had to be relatively short and packing a punch.

A really really sticky encounter didn't need to be as toyetic, and a really fun and interesting encounter that the players would NEED to investigate didn't need to be all that sticky. Everything is a gear of a different size that turns the whole engine.

Illusory Sensorium thinks that they ran the game "wrong" and I disagree. They used the tools provided by the book and had fun! Mission Accomplished!

But one thing they point out very early on is how they "trusted" the encounters in the book as written. The very first one they got is quite simple: 54 skeletons in a conga line, labeled like playing cards.

Incredibly toyetic, not sticky. But the players immediately joined in!

They could have moved on, but that situation was too tantalizing to skip. The rest of the game unfolded from that first encounter, and was filled with shenanigans. The work we put in—hand crafted encounters—worked out!

I'm incredibly proud of the work everyone on the team put into Barkeep, from the writers, artists, and fellow editors. I'm especially proud that people are playing the adventure and having fun. People playing the stuff you've worked on and made is the best feeling as a creator.

Thanks for reading. There's a lot of links in this thread, because I love tracing the history of things. It's no surprise that blogs are the home for so many of these ideas—word of mouth and common practice are easily lost forever when not documented!

The bloggies, a celebration of rpg blogs, are happening now! I've got a post in the running, and I'd love it if you voted for it. My competition is FIERCE (and I recommend all the nominated posts as reading material!)

Vote for RANSACKING THE ROOM today!