#silly gambler

[doufupuff]

[b1adie]

[starcurtain]

Rereading your alien nonsense post and now all I can imagine is Aventurine snacking on some poisonous cactus fruits and Ratio's staring in horror and Aventurine is just like "???" like it's nothing. What do you mean most people get sick eating these? But they taste so good?

They get stuck on some random forest planet during a mission and Aventurine's just like "Well, hey, at least we won't starve! These taste pretty good!"

"Gambler, spit out the death cap mushroom immediately!"

(And this is how Ratio experiences his first truly unsolvable scientific quandary: "Are all Avgins naturally immune to poisons like these, or is it just you and the mathematical absurdity you call your luck?"

"You know, I actually couldn't tell you, doc."

"This is going to bother me for the rest of my life."

"Would the mushroom help?")

[soullessjack]

cas right after entering the church: oh jack my sweet darling boy have you returned to me at long last (〃´𓎟`〃)

jack:

[rot-to-the-core]

i am SO GLAD that i've been seeing more aventurine doing math/logic stuff on twitter because he Would be a nerd about math. like my man had an argument with topaz about stocks and he most likely works with exel spreadsheets all day . (nerd /aff). i could go on another ramble about the intersectionality of math and gambling but that is a post for another day

[the-sussy-imposter2]

So i made a short animation of my sona, jest, and it wasnt really intended to be vore related, but i still think you guys might enjoy it :]

[dullahandyke]

indulging in trawling the most-kudosed fics in bad fandoms i once read a lot of fic for as a bad nostalgia thing and theres one fic whose entire summary is 'Dan used to be a submissive and now he’s just a broken shell of a man.' 3,5k kudos. fascinating

[anomaly-beans-draws]

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[moeblob]

I unfortunately picked up Bravely Default 2 again (I bought it back when it released) and then started over since I last played it in June 2021. And. You know what. I like these silly beans. And then I saw concept art for Dag's expressions and I am not the same. Why did they decide to give him huge fangs in it.

(also I'm trying so hard to avoid spoilers less for plot but more for characters so if you know anything that happens to characters shhhhh. also the expression concept is below the read more so you can see what I mean.)

[navybrat817]

Has no one asked about the gambler yet??? If not,

Kris, he's the only one no one has asked about! Let's discuss.

In this universe, Ransom is a gambler. He has money and loves the high he gets when he gambles. Managed to make a living out of it.

Loves giving the guys a hard time, particularly Curtis as he's the most recent addition to the group.

Car of choice: BMW 3.0 CSi, of course

Met you at a casino when you, a publisher, won a round of poker. He rarely loses and you carried yourself with confidence that rivaled his. He was hooked, though he likes to think you fell first.

First gift: Crystal Decanter Set

Favorite lingerie on you until he takes it off: Bustier with Garter Straps

Relationship status: Dating, but getting ready to propose

Another fun one. Love and thanks! ❤️

Silly Boys With Silly Toys

[heartbeetz]

Thinking about how much Anton loves his dog again btw. Amazing character trait 10/10 no notes.

^ This is awesome he's so so so cute and sweet. And so is his dog.

[oinkinpigprince]

Our ocs should be friends idc teehee

Hehehehehehe they would be the best of friends :33

And here’s a drawing of your OC torpedoing my OC into the sun to solidify their friendship :33

[daevstroders]

very specific ideas bouncing around in my brain about jake being a pub guy.

as much as he loves clubs he finds solace in small holes in the walls with the same face behind bar and usual suspects posted around. loves the community and knowing people. direct contrast to the solitude he grew up in.

fame is one thing but he needs connection. going to a place where people know him for his pool prowess rather than his posterior blasted on the telly from 5-9pm daily.

needs a hobby and this is the best thing, allows him to satiate his addiction and desire for social interaction all in one.

there's just something about the game. no need for talking, the proposition of being a challenger demands respect. no need to discuss his life, just needs to hit the ball and watch it sink into the pocket.

there's an anonymity he craves found in the game, in this space. admiration found in skill rather than appearance. it's refreshing, fuelling.

the young guy who will sing along to the sixties shit on the jukebox like they're current. will buy everyone a round just because he can afford it. walks in and everyone nods a head and if feeling talkative will mutter an "alright, mate". the woman behind the bar is greying like his grandma and has his regular on tap and ready as he walks over.

its healing.

[spiderin-space]

I have a lot of ideas about the Relic Gods

(feel free to ask me about them, something to doodle on my flights)

[selfspinninglies]

guything

[anger-anon]

I absolutely want to see them

Okay! Okay I gottem! I gottem! Alright, alright, check it!

*he pulls out 3 very high definition photographs, the horrific sights depicted on them enough to make one’s stomach churn*

These ones are my- my favorite ones! I have like, a ttonn more of em but it’d take like, fooreverr to show you guys all of them!

*he taps on the first one*

Okay, okay, this- this is my first evver serious one! Like, I’d done bad things to my patients before but I never properly like, kidnapped them or anything!! Anyways, I like, kept him alive like this for- for months!! 

*the image depicted a completely nude ‘man’ in a practically pitch black room, only illuminated by the flash of a camera. His eyes were milky and unseeing, violently red around the edges and brimming with tears, staring straight into the camera lens. Upon closer inspection, one could see the scars above his eyes where his eyelids had been cut off. His mouth was held unnaturally wide by bulky medical equipment, the divots in his gums where teeth should be bleeding profusely , his lack of tongue evident as the wound gushed blood. His face was smushed into the ground as he had no arms to keep such from happening, his legs tied together by a long strand of rope.*

I’d- ha! I’d make him use ‘echolocation’ to- to find his meals! It was fuckin hilarious seeing him squirm around on the floor, screaming like- like a total idiot to find his next meal!

*💢 bursts into giggles for a moment before pointing to the next picture*

This one- oh! I didn’t - didn’t even plan on doing this one! Was supposed to be just- just a kidney transplant! But she was such a bitch to me the whole f-fuckin time! And you know the saying ‘kill them with kindness’? Well I decided to take that to heart for once! 

*The photograph depicted a woman propped up against the wall with a gaping hole in her gut, her innards and an uncomfortable amount of kidneys spilling out of it. Her eyes were rolled up back into the back of her head and her cheeks were a sickly green, her entire front coated in vomit and blood.*

47 kidneys. That’s - that’s how many I managed to stuff in her before like, her stitches popped and it all came spilling out of her! It was - oh it was just so mmuch fun! She’s where I got my passion for like, being so generous and helpful from! Ha!

And- and last but not least!

*He held out the final photograph, and it might’ve been the worst one yet. A woman stood in the middle of a room, well, not really ‘stood’ considering she had no legs, more like held up by 4 metallic poles that stabbed into her legless torso. She had no arms either, just a stick jabbed into one of the bloody wounds where an arm should be. Her mouth was stitched shut and her head was shaved, hot spiking wires peaked from her various wounds, and most prominent was the large hole in her chest, in which the display of a slot machine was. At the bottom of the photograph there was a message, scribbled in angry red pen was the words ‘happy fucking 2 year anniversary’*

Poor little miss Amber Marrie! Couldn’t keep her hands off- her hands off of my ‘boyfriend’! Lluckily for her, I was never the jealous type! So I helped her become the ppperfect girl for him! Aren’t I just the kindest gal you’ve ever met?

The best- the best part? She was completely rigged! Each- each slide thing had- had completely different drawings on it! There was no way to win her!!!

*💢 bursts into laughter, unable to stop as xe doubles over. His manic laughter quickly turning into a coughing fit, the pictures spilling from his hands and onto the floor as he beat his chest with his fist*