#this is not the dungeon of good decisions

[brittle-doughie]

Blueberry Blues (Parfaedia)

It had been quite sometime since you were given your suspension from Parfaedia Academy after your little…tradition of using uncontrolled spells without any sort of discipline within a dungeon you had found.

While the staff, including professor Espresso Cookie, were relieved to know you were safe, they still had to tack on consequences for violating your in-academy suspension and sent you home.

The solemn feelings you felt ate away at your desire to practice your spells and magic, blaming yourself for your predicament. While the academy hasn’t explicitly expelled you, the lack of word from them told you everything you needed to know.

What were you going to do?

Your parents were so proud of you to have enrolled in Parfaedia Academy and now what were you going to tell them?

That you were essentially expelled for your lack of control and practicing of dangerous, unregulated magic?

That for all their efforts, only to have you ruin that?

The guilt ate away at you and your desire to practice magic…

….

…

Maybe you should’ve…wait, was the mailbox outside your window not empty?

You head outside and open your mailbox to see a letter designated to you.

It was from…Blueberry Yogurt Academy?

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“Dear Mx. Y/N Cookie

On behalf of the Blueberry Community, we are delighted to announce an opportunity to offer you admission at Blueberry Yogurt Academy as a Day student in the Class of XXXX.

We feel strongly that based on the results that Parfaedia Academy has received about you that while you’re passionate about foraging your path in the realm of magic, you’ve nonetheless displayed the academic and personal qualities that make Blueberry Yogurt Academy the rich and engaging school that it is!

However, we have noticed that you are still enrolled within Parfaedia Academy and you haven’t made your final decision. We implore you to be thoughtful and careful over your choice, but here, we believe that you and Blueberry Yogurt Academy will make a wonderful match! We hope that you come to the same conclusion as we have!

We look forward to having you in the community as well as what we hope to be a lifelong connection with the wonders of the academy and with the warmth of its family. Again, our most geunine congratulations for you here at Blueberry Yogurt Academy!

Sincerely,

Assistant Head of the Admissions Department for Blueberry Yogurt Academy.”

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Blueberry Yogurt Academy.

An illustrious institute that houses brilliant minds and they were approaching you for a chance to enroll!

Y-you couldn’t believe it! This was it! If you had attended, you could make your parents and friends even more proud of what you dream to be: One of the greatest magic users in all of Crispia!

You headed back inside, all excited and giddy to share the news to your folks…when you looked around your room.

All this Parfaedia memorabilia on your walls and desk. A banner of the academy, a photo showing your first day at the academy, your awards in a number of classes you attended, you chuckle to yourself a little at remembering that you were always Latte Cookie’s favorite while Eclair Cookie was fascinated to know what you did to come up with such spells!

But the one class you never got one from was…Espresso Cookie’s class, he wanted you to follow the steps exactly and didn’t exactly enjoy when you always added a bit of your own pizzazz to the spells, always getting tired and needing caffeine afterwards..

Nothing you did seemed to be good enough to him, but you found following exact measurements and procedures to be unfitting to your style, leaving you at odds with Espresso constantly….

Maybe..by doing this and accepting into Blueberry Yogurt Academy, you can make him and your other professors proud by being a better magic user than before!

You could make them proud of you…

After thinking it over, your resolve was ignited and you began writing a letter.

It was time to get back in the magic saddle!

[kings-highway]

oh if you insist @mayallsworld 😌 (sorry for the @ but you gave me such a good opportunity to talk...)

these are the characters I've developed for Nerd Shit 101, but have only recently properly fleshed out for future endeavours. I'll try to be brief on my thought process.

They're currently playing at level 11!

Daichi is playing a Human Fighter, Banneret archetype. His character was technically created for him by Kuroo, the entire thought process being "intuitive to use, abilities Daichi will naturally want to do" - as a result, Daichi's character is heavily geared towards protecting his party. Sentinal feat + Protection fighting style. Bitch goes in and keeps the attention on him. Which is great because Daichi's complete lack of mechanical game knowledge means his playstyle is "where's the enemy? stab stab stab."

Kuroo is playing a Tabaxi Rogue, Mastermind. He is going all in on being stealthy and quiet and dealing as much damage without ever having to get hit. He gets pretty into the roleplaying aspect of it, but he also tends to have the most knowledge of game mechanics, and therefore tries to break the physics engine the most. Voted "most likely to argue with the DM" three years in a row, probably. Also most likely to try something fcking goofy.

Oikawa is playing a High Elf Cleric, Grave Domain. Oikawa is the roleplaying bitch. He is trying to romance all the other PCs. He wants to spend 3 hours just talking to NPCs in town. He gets real invested in the characters backstories and lore. As a Cleric, he has a heavy emphasis on party buffs and healing, and tends to under-prepare spells that can do any damage. He is all about supporting and elevating his team and making sure they don't fucking die. Note taker and dice goblin extraordinaire. Will cry at the table.

Bokuto is playing a Goliath Barbarian, path of Wild Magic. He was playing an Owlin Paladin of Glory but he made a series of stupid decisions and got fcking dead. Bokuto is here for a good time, not a long time. He doesnt really understand the game mechanics but he really likes winning things, so this bitch is all about the combat. Very rarely remembers the plot of their campaign outside of the bosses they've killed.

Bonus Players that pop in on occassion but are not weekly players, treated in-game as allies on the homefront but not the quest:

Tendou, as an Aarakokra Bard/Warlock multiclass (Valor + Genie pact). Tendou has incredibly knowledge of game mechanics and simply chooses to not remember any of it. He is incredibly efficient and effective and has geared this particular build for attacking and dealing damage. He prepared cure wounds exclusively as a curtesy. He seems to be profoundly lucky with his roles.

Kenma, as a Tabaxi Wizard, school of Divination. He threw this character together sort of haphazardly to join Kuroo and the boys one evening as Kuroo's character's brother, and sort of regrets it. He likes playing wizards but Divination was chosen to fill a specific roll in the plot at the time and now they keep asking him to come back to help defeat various monsters and frankly its exhausting. Incredibly adept at the game, could be a rules lawyer but chooses not to. Is not super into the roleplaying aspect but tries not to break character.

Bonus-Bonus: I havent actually made these characters properly yet so they're subject to change but:

Suga guest starring as a half-Elf Ranger, and Iwa guest starring as an Tiefling Paladin. They dont have any game experience but get dragged into it.

And of course, and I take zero feedback on this, Ushijima as the dungeon master. I won't accept any other dungeon masters. I think he would absolutely excell in the dice management and monster-encounter designing aspect of the game, and when he has complete control over the worldbuilding there isnt a goddann plot hole to be seen. Airtight. He's also never lied or changed a role, he plays 100% to rule as he knows it. well reknown among his players for being absolutely brutal, and holding back nothing when it comes to themes and story beats and doing stuff like disembowling Bokuto's Paladin three sessions in. Hey. It's what the dice rolled.

spent the entire day creating full dnd character sheets for the captain squad. sorry. correction: for my headcanons of the captain squad's self insert ocs. yeah. that makes it sound like a perfectly normal thing to be doing. i'll go with that.

[thedungeonofbaddecisions]

Are you telling me this ice monster has no bones??

Me, to the DM. It did not.

[monotcchi]

dragon roast dreamin' 🍖💨✨

[nomouthtospeakof]

hey gale. gale.

halaster? the halaster? halaster fucking blackcloak?

you not only personally know halaster blackcloak --

you chose HIM --

-- as your CAT SITTER??

[cosmicterrorthe8th]

Do you think the kiddads listened to Monster from epic the musical and felt it in their bones?

Lark was willing to do anything, even throw an infant off a wall to kill the doodler for a long time. Do you think Lark felt like he became a monster in the process but was willing to be worse to undo his mistake.

Sparrow literally doomed a world for his family like Odysseus was willing to do for his family. The rest of the kidadds were about to have the sun burn the doodler away killing almost everyone but their families

Do you think they had to kill doodlerized children or people they knew like a child who went to grants library or terrys student and do you think that broke down their morals?

We're the kiddads at a point where they thought that they had killed so many people but that the only way they could undo the world and make it worth it was to continue killing and trying to throw their guilt away like in the song? They felt that they couldn't save the world by becoming healed and better and that they have to stay in the fight or flight state(?) where they are desensitised to violence or what they have to do and double down on that and become worse to undo the doodler

Do you think any of them saw the parallels and like used to listen to this song to get themselves ready for a day of slaughter? Idk. Also I think Terry would love it because he's a theatre kid enough to introduce it to them all to it. I think this song upsets them all but grant especially

[space-writes]

Chapter Eight

In which Ashenivir enjoys a night out

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Snow crunched beneath Ashenivir’s boots. The main thoroughfares of the Castle Ward were clogged with sludge and slush already, and thin snow flurries swirled intermittently from the iron-grey sky, flakes catching in his hair. Cold bit at his nose and cheeks, but he left his hood down. He liked the sharp edge it gave the morning, so unlike anything he’d ever experienced in Mythen Thaelas.

The cobbles of the market were slick beneath his feet as he wound through the bustling crowd. He hoped the bookseller would be out again today; the bazaar back home had some stalls that were permanent, but others depended on the day, and he didn’t yet know if Waterdeep’s market worked the same way. It took him a quarter of an hour to find her, stamping her feet and rubbing her gloved hands together behind the carefully organised chaos of the mound of books heaped over her stall.

“Back again?”

“You could have warned me there was a cliffhanger,” Ashenivir said.

She grinned, then plucked three slim volumes out of the pile and handed them to him. “Hard in Hightown, right? That Tethras fellow really knows what he’s doing.”

“Are these going to have me back again tomorrow?”

“Probably, but that’s all the parts that are out as yet.” She tucked a spring of orange hair back from where it had escaped her thick woollen cap. “You’ll just have to wait like the rest of us.”

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Obedience taglist: @foxboyclit @belovedviolence @thegreatobsesso (ask to be +/-)

[chikkenhawke]

we’re all having a GREAT time in the feywild :)

[ermineadoptera]

i just have one voice acting request for the second cour

[alphaketoglutaricacid]

Also i find her naive desperation (cant find the right words for it) to see her adventuring crew as sworn friends wholl go thru hell together even tho shes the newest addition soooo telling. Shes had trouble making friends her whole life she was really hoping! And even the ones who left are willing to go to hell for her n the crew so its not like its not true. Its just not like how it is in her mangas. I think theres a good chance she n namari become like closer after the end of the series.

[constantnever]

two paths lie before me: rewatch buffy or rewatch the magicians. I know which is the correct path & yet for some incomprehensible reason I'm still unsure of my choice

[ask-a-fern]

discovered that I love making dnd campaigns?

Like what do you MEAN I get to have control over an entire world!! And I get to guide my friends through it!! And I can tell tales of empires and betrayal and power struggles and survivors guilt!!

[pankomako]

suddenly kinda tempted to play Hades. however im kinda thinking of waiting for it to go on sale bc 25 bucks feels like a lot. not sure though bc i might forget by the time it does lmao

[thedungeonofbaddecisions]

We're fighting an alchemist in an enclosed room. He is in the room. We have not yet fully entered.

DM: Crondak smirks. He takes a potion out of the pocket of his coat, just smashes it on his skin, and he fades from sight.

Tex: Oh, shit.

Me: I should've taken See Invisibility!

Sean: We could always close the door and wait one minute.

Me: This is true! Is that metagaming?

DM: Amity, your turn.

Jennifer: Amity's going to move [directly in line with the door] and then loudly suggest "We could always close the door."

Iska: Could he not open door?

Turuk: But we would know if he opened the door.

Iska: This is true. Let's close the door.

Jennifer: I cast Shield and end my turn.

DM: Okay.

Sean: I'm going to delay till after the KitKats.

DM: I'm gonna give everyone a chance to say what they wanna do.

Tex: Turuk is gonna close the door.

Me: This is so stupid. This is so stupid.

Tex: This is the dumbest strategy we've ever done.

Me: And the worst part is, I think it's actually going to work, because this guy's like "Aha! I'm sneaky! I'm gonna hide in the darkness!" and we're just like "Okay."

DM: So you close the door.

Me: What happens?

DM: Well, you hear movement inside.

Saturn: The KitKats are going to ready an action to, as soon as there's any activity on the doorknob, run the door straight through.

*everybody readies actions to attack as soon as the door opens*

*the full minute passes. nothing happens. the door remains shut.*

Sean: Well, uh, who wants to open the door?

Saturn: Okay. The KitKats are gonna kick down the door.

DM: You kick open the door. You don't see anything.

Saturn: Okay. Second action, advance ten feet.

DM: Ah! As you walk in the door, you see a much larger dwarf, with a reach of five feet, take a swing at you with his hammer. You take 21 damage.

KitKats: Oh, fuck, he's gotten real big. What are we gonna do?

Iska: Stab him!

KitKats: Easier said than done. Well. Wait. He's too big to fit through the door...

Saturn: The KitKats are going to come back out and close the door behind them.

Me: This is so stupid!

DM: This is the best fight ever.

*the party confers once more. We decide to wait him out, again. Though we leave the door open this time, and fire on him every time he comes into view. I hit him with a Purifying Icicle. He telekinetically hurls a rock at the KitKats. He misses. Amity hits him with Magic Missile. Turuk and the KitKats move into the room. Crondak is eventually killed.*

[aeon-knight]

relistening to the trial arc makes me ILL bro /pos

its just. the way its so unfair. the way it feels so inherently wrong. how both we as the audience AND glenn learn about nicks true character, setting him up to fix these problems and properly connect with his son, only for everything to be ripped out from beneath our feet. its jarring. it feels like everything is going too fast. any shred of hope for a second chance is gone. glenn tried, goddammit it he tried, but he fucked up, and he was never given the chance to fix it. i cant express how dreadful that is, to realize your mistakes just too late, knowing full well the negative effect they had on the person you love most, right before that person as you know them is taken from you forever. you have to live every day seeing that person and thinking "you used to be mine" and knowing that your relationship will never be the same. and nothing you can ever do will change that. what the fuck.

[thespacelizard]

For Want of Attention

Tags: original drow characters, D/s dynamics, teacher-student relationship, master/apprentice, anal sex, attention-seeking, jealousy, restraint, possessive!Rizeth, Master won't pay attention to me? I will simply act out until I get what I want!

Summary: Rizeth has not called Ashenivir to service since he returned to the Arcanum. Ashenivir is growing more and more frustrated with the lack of attention, though nothing he does seems to affect his Master at all—even his attempts at inciting jealousy by returning to previous partners appear fruitless.

What is going on? Why won’t Rizeth touch him? What did he do wrong to deserve such cruel punishment?

The only thing Ashenivir does know for certain is that he is going to get his Master’s attention again. No matter what it takes.

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“Oh, you really are here!” Yevena handed him the note, beaming. The dining hall rang with its usual dinnertime cacophony, so that she had to raise her voice awkwardly to be heard. “I mean, of course you are, for me to have a note for you, right? But I haven’t had any messages for you for months, I thought you’d left the Arcanum.”

“It was just a family trip,” Ashenivir said. He tried not to get his hopes up as he unfolded the note. Almost a month he’d been back, and Master Velkon’yss had summoned him only twice, both times for tutoring. Maybe he’d been foolish, thinking they’d return right away to how things had been, but after that first day back…

“Um, it’s nice to see you again.” Yevena bounced on the balls of her feet, fiddling with the strap of her satchel. “Are you staying long?”

“Until I graduate.”

Neat, slanting handwriting; his heart leapt—then at once sank. Attend at your earliest convenience. Ashenivir sighed. More studying.

“Don’t you have other messages to deliver, Miss Yevena?” Keszriin asked pointedly. Yevena stopped bobbing in place and ducked her head.

“I…um…yes, of course. See you later, maybe!”

She darted away between the long tables and Keszriin pulled a face after her. “You’d think she’d give up.”

“She might, if Shen ever actually told her he’s the gayest thing in the Underdark,” Pellanue said grinning. Ashenivir didn’t rise to the teasing. He just stared at the note as if he could will the words to change if he wanted it badly enough.

“What did she bring you, anyway? Don’t tell me that’s Master Velkon’yss bothering you already.” Keszriin made to snatch the note from him, but he crumpled it into his palm and held it away, which didn’t stop her; she stretched up over him, making him lean back so far he almost fell off his chair. “You’ve been back five minutes, can’t he wait a little longer to kidnap you?”

“I missed six months of study,” Ashenivir protested, trying to fend her off as she pawed at the hand fisted around the note. “I need to catch up.”

“Oh please, you were years ahead of the rest of us before you left.” Pella flicked a gust cantrip at him that made his eyes water and distracted him long enough for Keszriin to prise his fingers open. She flicked her eyes over the note, huffing in annoyed vindication when she saw it was, indeed, from Master Velkon’yss. She crumpled it back up and tossed it at Ashenivir’s head.

“This better not mean you’re going to try and skip out on dinner tomorrow.” She dropped back into her chair and fluffed her snowy waves back into place. “You swore you were coming.”

“I am.” Earliest convenience. Now, then. What else did he have to do that couldn’t wait? “I’ll just see what I’m needed for tonight, though. I did ask him to start tutoring me again.”

“You asked him—Ashenivir!” Keszriin slapped his arm with a cantrip, scattering frost up his sleeve. “Goddess’ sake, you need to get over this infatuation!”

“For the thousandth time, I am not infatuated with him!”

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Obedience is a D/s, m/m dungeons & dragons fic series set in my homebrew drow city, featuring two wizard boys, the kinky magic they get up to, and the feelings they definitely don’t have for each other.

Read the series so far here: Obedience - thespacelizard