#void-snak

[sensitivegoblin]

My honest reaction upon seeing the selfies:

"Oh he's cute cute."

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Lil ol' meeeee?🥹✨️🦋🦋🦋🦋🦋

[broken-clover]

think it's really curious that during the scene in the Undersnax Filbo has his sudden crisis of leadership. Because he frets about being in charge a lot, but I think it's the only time where he outright says that 'everybody hates (him).' I've seen some say that they don't feel it makes sense, but I think it does feel fitting given how that Lizbert is suddenly no longer some absent-but-mythical figure that everyone looks up to. His whole intention was to get her back, obviously, but the ambiguity of where she even was made it feel less to him like he was taking her place and more of a necessity even if he wasn't the best at leading, and he could rely on the idea of the 'actual' leader coming back eventually. It's suddenly something he has to contend with again in a physical form, that his position is anything more than being temporary filler even if he gained a degree of confidence.

Interestingly compared to the rest of the villagers, Filbo doesn't seem to take much interest in the bugsnax. Sure, he eats them when you catch him some in the beginning quests, but he's literally starving and has nothing else to eat. While the others have regular requests and even the mystery requests in the mail, as far as I know Filbo never specifically eats any snaks in questlines aide from the starting ones and the spuddy you give him, which isn't even him asking, it's part of Wambus' quests. Also, if I'm remembering correctly, Beffica mentions that he just eats the bugsnax because everyone else does, and not out of any particular like of them.

Since we know one of the things the bugsnax do are manipulating insecurities to create a desire for more and a dependence to try and fill the hole, this raises an interesting thought. Characters like Gramble and Shelda don't eat snaks for personal moral reasons, but Shelda, at least, still shows a desire to do so and tries to repress it. But Filbo...Filbo lacks that entirely. Something about him makes him indifferent. He isn't allergic like the journalist, he just doesn't feel that same drive.

I think there's two possible ways to look at it. One, the more optimistic, is that he has no 'void' to fill because he's the only character aside from the journalist to have a tangible, practical goal that can feasibly be fulfilled. He could wonder if the snaks would somehow make him a better leader in the same ambiguous, amorphous way that everyone else thinks the snaks would be able to solve their problems, but, ultimately, it wouldn't do anything to get him any closer to finding Lizbert in any tangible way.

The more pessimistic thought, which interests me, is that Filbo did consider if the snaks could make him better...but he's fundamentally convinced that he is beyond fixing and nothing can change him. We see that Filbo is capable of some pretty deep self-loathing and puts a lot of stock in how others view him, he likes it when everyone gets along and he can be useful to the point that it's not unreasonable to assume a lot of Filbo's self-confidence and self-worth comes from other people liking him, or at the very least considering him useful. He's at a very low point in the beginning of the game, not only starving but also desperately trying and failing to keep the last of Snaxburg standing after he failed at the task he was assigned by a person he highly respects and looks up to. I'm gonna talk about how that might fit into this

Specifically, another interesting thing to note is that when the characters all succumb to their vices in the bad ending, their dialogue doesn't indicate any of them are particularly interested in eating. They have eaten, sure, but all of their dialogue is about their personal problems. Shelda declares the snaks have no power over her, Wambus bemoans being unable to control his hunger and the futility of his work, Wiggle accepts her status as a failed career musician, et cetera. They've all crossed that horizon from hunger into obsession. It's just conjecture, but how bugsnax addiction works may involve a point where a victim is convinced there's no other option left than what they're obsessed with and nothing can divert them from their path anymore, and are all-consumed by it to the point of not even desiring the bugsnax as food anymore- which isn't a concern to their life cycle, as by that point everyone has already consumed enough snaks to be fully converted.

(Also, an aside note, but a common symptom of depression (and a lot of other mental health issues) is a disinterest in eating and a lack of appetite.)

I think the reason that Filbo wasn't literally already dead and converted by the time the journalist made it to the island is because he couldn't catch enough snaks. Psychologically he was already there, but physically he had no snakmatter on his body that hadn't already worn off. And when he finally does get some snaks to eat, he has the journalist to spark some hope that Lizbert would come back after all and that the town could be rebuilt now that he had someone else's help.

I know people tend to say Filbo is like the one sane character who's decently well-adjusted but I think he's one of the most severely in need of some kind of therapy.

[hawkinshighdropout]

Waiting For The Snake.

Pairing: Eddie Munson x (female) Reader

Summary: Eddie has a crush on the girl who works in the pet store, so he visits daily just to admire her and try and work up the courage to speak to her. You've noticed him around, so you take the chance to surprise him, and well? He's surprised!

Warnings: No warnings, this is pure and silly fluff content. Unless you count a couple of curse words as needing a warning? Idk, I haven’t written fanfics in like 8 years so I’m a little rusty…

Note/Request: Requested by @boomhauer. “Hmm…🤔🤔 a request, eh? Eddie ends up adopting a snake/Guinea pig/ferret just because he likes to go to the local pet store to see the cashier but has not earthly idea how to take care of one? Idk 😅?”

Word Count: 1.3k

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Saturday afternoons were the busiest days for you at work, your shop was overflowing with families looking for a pet to fill the void, nothing but the sound of birds chirping, cats meowing, Guinea pigs squeaking and children screaming cutting through the chaos. Usually, you would work at the front desk, checking out the customers or answering any questions that beady eyed children had, but due to it being the weekend, you were constantly running around in circles fetching things or helping people or even comforting animals who were traumatised by heavy handed thumb suckers.

You were currently in the open display enclosure with the rabbits that you had for sale, tidying up the mess that the crotch goblins had made and making sure to give the animals extra love as you apologised on behalf of the unruly customers for how the animals got manhandled. Animals? You loved. Children? Not so much. Darkness catches the corner of your eye, glancing up from where you were to see the handsome guy that comes in here daily. He never bought anything, he just looked around before leaving, your brows scrunching a little as he seemed sadder than usual.

Putting the rabbit down to let it continue hopping around, you dust off your work pants and climb out of the enclosure, deciding that today would be the day that you spoke to the lonely stranger, you felt the urge to turn his frown upside down as he was far prettier when he smiled.

“Welcome to PetSmart!” you announce to the back of the stranger, clapping your hands just once to gather his attention, a snort escaping you as the poor guy jumps out of his skin and shrieks whilst stumbling back from you in surprise.

“Holy shit, you scared me!” he groans, looking apologetically at a nearby family for the interruption and foul language, narrowing his eyes at you as you couldn’t contain your cackle of laughter.

“Easy, Tiger. I’m just seeing if you need any assistance.” You counter, hands up in the air in defence to try and make yourself appear less scary.

“N-no, I’m good… thank you.” He mumbled, voice a little wobbly as his cheeks turned pink and he became a little flustered.

“Are you sure? You come in here every single day without buying a thing, either you’re a shitty thief or you are a little lost” you joke, folding your arms together over your chest as you smirk in his direction.

It took him a second or two to gather himself before he cleared his throat and flipped a switch inside of him, fake confidence oozing from him as he pointed behind him mindlessly.

“Actually, I know what I want. Just had to be sure, you know? I want one of these..” he gestured to one of the Corn Snakes behind him, smug grin on his face.

“Corn Snake, hm? I would have taken you for more of a black cat kinda guy…” you chuckle, playfully mocking his dark and gothic choice of clothing. You thought he was cute, so there was no malice behind your words whatsoever.

“S-snake?!” he stuttered, whipping his head around to see the small snake slithering about inside of the cage, gulping nervously before trying to play it cool, “Uh.. yes, one of them…”

Stepping aside, you take the key from your belt loop and unlock the enclosure door with a smile, being careful to encourage the snake to come out. Patiently watching as the orange reptile wrapping itself around your palm as your free hand shuts and locks the door so the other snakes don’t escape. You hold your hand out towards the taller man but sense his tense and uncomfortable disposition.

“If you hold out your hand, I can let him wrap around you and you can see him better for yourself…” you smile, trying to soothe him as he was on edge.

“I, I’m good—I’m good actually, yeah.” He’s stumbling over his words as his head shakes quickly in disagreement, it was clear that he had no intention to hold the snake, let alone purchase one.

“Alright, show’s over, big boy.” You whisper to the tiny snake in your hand, unlocking the door and making sure it was safely in its bed before you lock the enclosure again.

“How about we try something a little… fluffier?” you suggest, he nodded his head quickly in agreement whilst tripping over his feet to follow as you lead him towards the Guinea Pigs. Climbing over the barrier and taking a seat amongst the adorable squeaking animals, you watch as he nervously sits down close to you, the animals soon scurrying over to him and giving him attention. He seems to relax in this pen, causing the corners of your lips to tug up into a fond smile.

“So, tough guy. What’s your name?” you ask, passing him a handful of spinach that he can feed them, watching fondly as he is doing well with them.

“I’m Eddie, sorry, I didn’t think to introduce myself..” he mumbles whilst stroking a guinea pig and cooing over how it munches down on the green.

“I’m Y/N, it’s nice to meet you,” you sigh softly, welcoming the break of hanging with someone your age as opposed to the screaming children you normally have to talk down to, “So, which one of these guys are you gonna take home with you?”

“Uh… I’m not sure, I have no fucking clue how to take care of these things and I don’t wanna get them killed just ‘cause I’m a dumbass..” he pouts, scratching the fur of the ginger in his lap.

“Don’t worry, I can get you setup. We can go through all of the things you’ll need, and we send you home with a bunch of flyers and cheat sheets on how to take care of them. Plus, our phone number is on the back so you can call us if you’re unsure of something,” you reassure him, lightly bumping your shoulder to his own to comfort him.

“I dunno, I live in a trailer with my uncle so I’m not even sure that we’ve got the space, might have to wait until I move out and find an apartment after I graduate.” He confesses.

“That’s not a problem, you’re already making good decisions if you’re willing to pass on one of these sweethearts because you can’t provide them with their ideal living conditions. You’re already steps ahead of half the families that come in here, they’re so reckless” you groan in annoyance, wishing people had more respect and love for animals. They were part of the family, not just some toy they can get bored of.

“Munson and good decision making in the same sentence? Well, I’ll be damned.” He snorts, tilting his head up a little to grin over at you, which you respond with a simple fond eye roll.

“Oh, shut up,” you groan playfully, “I’m sure you’re far better than you even give yourself credit for!”

“You’d be surprised…” he smirks, focusing his attention back down on the pet in his arms, seeming to have taken a liking to this little guy in particular.

“You know… We have a part time job going at the minute? You could fill out an application and I could put in a good word for you? It would give you the experience and responsibility of taking care of animals without the fear of having to do it alone at home?” you suggest.

“Wait, really?!” he seemed surprised that you would go out of your way to do something for someone you had just met.

“Totally! You’d have to learn to deal with the snakes and lizards, though… You’ve gotta learn to take care of all the animals we sell, not just the cute ones. But don’t worry, I’ll hold your hand and keep you safe…” you giggle, loving how flustered he became.

“Where do I sign up?!” he blushes.

[delicehm]

Roxy: do yuo wannas ome dam void snals

Roxy: you* wanna* some* snaks*

Dirk: Why didn't you correct "Damn"?

Roxy: jst read this bopk 'bout ho5 demugods

Roxy: book* hot* demigods*

==>Roxy gave Dirk PJO TTC

[ridofme1993]

havde en virkelig lang snak med ham i går om det hele. virkelig ærlig. skal processe det hele, er lidt i chok over det, fordi han kender mig meget bedre end jeg troede han gjorde. det hjælper på en eller anden måde at skrive det ud

are you known by anyone

no

do you want to be known

yes

what does it take

love

have you had that?

no

i’m sorry

why

just am.

i’m sorry

why?

because you want to be with me. everyone thinks we should be together

why do you think everyone thinks that?

because they sensed. an energy between us

was there an energy between us?

yes. 

what was that energy?

i don’t know

---

i talked with my therapist about you for two hours

didn’t know you had one. how did you describe me to your therapist?

i told her you were complicated. that there’s a part of you that’s the same as me. part of you wants to be unhappy. everyone wants to be unhappy but just as in me it’s stronger in you than it is in other people. that’s exactly why you’re not like ophelia. i told her that you wrote to me in a letter that you were scared you’d go mad 

i don’t think i’m going to go mad. when you’ve had someone close to you. who’s gone mad. you worry. she didn’t think she was going to go mad. 

that’s my point. she just wanted to be happy. my therapist suggested that i don’t want to be with you because i’m scared. which may be true. but it also may be simpler than that

---

part of me hated you. for wanting to be unhappy. it was perfectly epitomized in that anne carson poem you left me. it really triggered me. i’ve been spending so much time worrying about my horoscope, about how it said i’d be married at 28 and have a child and then spend time away from home at the age of 41 and. i couldn’t help but picture it. us. just slowly drifting apart. you being. “fucked like a baboon by a man who no longer cherishes you.” 

.

part of me loved you but probably not in the way you’d like. part of me loved you because i could empathize with you. because i recognized you. 

i can’t explain why i fell in love with you. i just did.  

.

i’m thinking about how different we are. how different our trajectories have been. from the age of 14 i was... i wouldn’t say desperate for a relationship but. i was carnivorous. that’s the word my mum used. she said i have a “carnivorous appetite for life” 

are you still carnivorous? 

somewhere.

what do you mean?

somewhere in me it’s there. it wasn’t the result of something carnivorous when i fell in love with you. 

i thought part of why you fell in love with me because i’d never had sex with anyone

why?

because it’s the opposite of you.

. i don’t care.

about what?

whether or not you’ve had sex. i was worried. that you cared. that i... 

i did.

why?

because i used to think sex was disgusting. 

why?

i thought it was something people did to fill a void inside them because there lives were empty

do you still think that?

no.

sex can be about that. or it can just be joyful.

you know more about that than i do. 

.

my therapist said that we can still have a meaningful relationship. that we can still explore each other. without necessarily being in love

she’s right.

[blabbelphish]

Creating Fowl Language

So I’m a dirty, rotten, horrible fan who reads fanfics all day and I’m gonna share a few tidbits with the void here.

Warning! I drop the F-bomb!

1) Swears and curses aren’t the same thing, and “bad language” isn’t necessarily either one.

Curses, or cusses in certain dialects, are bad language that calls for harm or misfortune on the person it’s directed towards. For example, “go step on a lego” is a curse/cuss.

Swears are oaths taken, usually in the name of your preferred deity. Some old-timey swears are things like “by God’s eyes”. A more modern example is “Jesus H. Christ”. With a more atheistic approach to offensive language, though, I would suggest things like “I will make you eat your toenails” could also be considered swears, but it does skim by on a technicality.

Bad language, (I.E. fuck, shit, ass), are neither curses nor swears. Fuck is barely a word, and only has a tentative meaning based entirely on context.

All in all, though, it’s possible to swear and curse without using bad language.

2) “(insert deity here) be damned” isn’t the same as “goddamned” or “damnit”. “(Deity) be damned” is literally calling for the damnation of said deity. “Goddamnit” is a request for God to take it (whatever it may be) to hell, or in other words to “damn it”.

Damned, damnit, goddamn, and other variations are all pleas to god to curse someone or something to hell. The Christian crowd considers this “taking God’s name in vain”, which it isn’t. At its core, it’s a prayer for unspecified violence and “God” is his title not his name. Keeping this in mind, when using your fantasy deity (or deities) remember that “damned” is a specific action.

If you’re working with a pantheon, typically you’d choose a deity associated with violence, death, decay, or diseases followed by “take it”. It carries the same meaning. Alternatively, if your character is devoted to a particular deity associated with something good (harvest, love, friendship, etc) you can say “(harvest god) blight it”, “(love goddess) shun it”, or “(friendship deity) deny it”.

3) When writing, please pick a style. Either use bad language or don’t. Halfassing it with /&)@ swears or *****ing them out makes your audience spend time guessing which word you found so incredibly objectionable.

That isn’t to say using words like “frick” or “heck” fit into this subcategory. That depends of the person speaking. If you have a grizzled soldier who doesn’t care about the emotional wellbeing of even his closest friends, he’s not likely to say “what the frick-frack-snickety-snak was that?!” He’ll say “fuck” and get on with his day. If you have a 13 yo goody two-shoes, she’s more likely to not want to upset anyone by saying “shit”.

4) Bad language shouldn’t be used in the body of your text unless it’s a deliberate stylistic choice, usually from a first person narrator. A sentence like “she slammed the fucking door” has that raw anger you want, but it doesn’t really describe what’s happening. “She slammed the screen door as hard as she could, only to be greeted with the irritated hiss of the piston as it worked ever harder to shut softly” tells you much more.

There are caveats, of course, but as a general rule of thumb, bad language should be relegated to dialogue or internal thoughts.

[cannedsaladsoup]

Answer all the dnd asks >:3c

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i’ll skip 2, 8, and 9 since i already answered those =w=;;;

1 (favorite dnd character i played)- Definitely pine (half-drow wizard) and Robin (bard/sorc). Both are super fun to rp w/ the party and have less serious personalities.

3 (favorite side quest)- The one u did for april fools absolutely killed me (rest in peace smore and stinky)

4 (current campaign)- I’m playing Milwaukee Nights with one group and an all-bard game (Bard to the Bone) with another group uwu

5 (favorite npc)- lily and hehee!!!

6 (fav monster, pc, npc, etc. death)- it’s a tie between pine and alistair i think

7 (fav downtime activity)- trying to get backstories out of everyone’s characters >:3

10 (fav/least fav enemies)- my favorite is the zelda chicken and i’ve yet to run into an encounter i didn’t like tbh

11 (how often do i play/how often would i ideally want to play)- mn meets once a week and bb doesnt have a schedule but we’ve managed to play almost every week. ideally i would want to play every day but this stupid thing called life gets in the way :///

12 (inside jokes and their origin)- i have a barbarian character stuck in the void because i accidentally launched his roll20 token into a hidden area and the dm couldnt find him, so now we joke abt him being stuck in the void and keeps stealing my drawing tablet’s pen

13 (introduce your current party)- well for mn there’s 2 firbolgs (including me), a lizardfolk, hobgoblin, warforged, half-elf, and a human! and bb has human, gnome, snake person(?), and

14 (introduce ur other parties)- first party was 2 humans (including me), a half-elf, an elf, tiefling, and a werewolf. my other party was a half-orc (other half elf), a changling, a kobold, a drow, a half drow (originally tabaxi), a tiefling, and a firbolg!

15 (snaks during game?)- bro i eat dinner during sessions sometimes

16 (in-person or online? preferance?)- i’ve only played online so far so i cant say which i prefer

17 (house rules?)- we used d20s for stats in bb -stares at robin’s -4 dex-

18 (party pets?)- nuno already adopted spider-ham and a chicken (and nuno could be considered a pet)

19 (dice superstitions?)- the discord bot either favors you or curses you

20 (how did you get into dnd/how long have you played?)- a friend suggested playing it on discord and it’s been a decent into madness for almost a year now

21 (regret somthing your character did?)- I havent really doe something ive regretted yet because if they make a mistake it either benefits the plot i someway or helped me understand my character more

22 (first dragon’s color?)- first dragon was a gold one who i got to ride on!! she was a nice dragon uwu

23 (premade modules or homebrew campaigns?)- i’ve only dmed a oneshot i made myself

24 (how much planning/prep do you do?)- the one time i dmed i just had the checks, stats, n descriptions planned ot and past that i kinda just winged it.

skippin dm questions bc ive only dmed 2 sessions except for 

25 (something your players did that you didn’t plan for)- miresda almost caUGHT THE BANDIT I HID IN A TREE BECAUSE SHE WANTED TO CIMB A TREE YOU GAVE ME AHEARTATTACK

31 (fav class/race?)- my fav classes so far are wizard and sorcerer and fav race is tabaxi uwu

32 (fav role?)- tanking and spellcaster uwu

33 (how do you write backstoeis/do you do backstories)- i either gie them a tragedy that drives their goals or i just cheat by [REDACTED] their [REDACTED] .w.

34 (pick weapons/spells based on usefulness or flavor)- def more for flavor but i try to get something with good stats at least

35 (how much rp do i do?)- so many much needed i love the rp part

wowie this took forever

[atlasllm]

had a dream that luz's palisman was a pink megamouth shark she gave snaks and bats as friends and also hunter and gus had to hold dramatic meetings to stop the day of unity and also eda tried to cage luz to protect her one last time and also luz asked for hunter's staff one last time because her palisman had to be released from a lollipop stick she'd been eating and when belos nearly electrocuted luz into the void of space it finally turned into a staff and when belos tried to kill luz AGAIN once her staff came to her, hunter rose up after eda and him got turned into literal ashes by belos and hunter went to protect luz and belos finally revealed to hunter that he's a clone of his DEAD BROTHER and there was this silent flashback sequence about belos going from phillip to belos but also fsr there were flashbacks to Misadventures of Flapjack where phillip apparently cameoed in it by floating in a sewer but also the dream got cut off because a spam caller called me