#like my balance is such that i can very easily lose it and fall even when walking on like a. completely even flat concrete road during

[cuntstable]

do you people understand how difficult it is to exist as an extremely clumsy person during winter. i fell down twice today. ate complete shit in front of strangers and then neighbours

#laughed it off both times bc thankfully they werent bad falls but. 0_0 #like my balance is such that i can very easily lose it and fall even when walking on like a. completely even flat concrete road during #the summer. how do you think i manage when theres ice and lumps of snow everywhere.

[arguablysomaya]

Nightwing's weird fem-coding

! LONG POST !

Finally got around to jotting down my thoughts on the weird way that Dick Grayson (Nightwing) often occupies female-coded roles without being a particularly feminine guy. This is entirely due to me procrastinating on my finals. Okay!

Dick has often been cited as the hero who plays into the "female gaze", and he takes up some key roles that are typically reserved for women characters.

A large portion of Dick's fem-coding is contingent on his being with his family, and when he's not with them, this fem-coding kinda drops away, such as when he's with his various teams or acting solo.

His most prominent (and imo, complex) femme-coded role is:

-> Eldest Daughter + Widow

Eldest daughter syndrome means " frequently feeling like you’re not doing enough, like you’re struggling to maintain a veneer of control, like the entire household relies on your diligence." It's born out of the unique way that first-born girls are expected to take on adult roles around the household before they've had an opportunity to fully experience childhood (an opportunity their younger siblings will have, in part due to this sacrifice). It creates a strong sense of independence and a desire to be a good role model, but also leads to undue pressure and perfectionism.

Dick acts as a central emotional pillar for those in his family. To the point that when he fakes his death, it breaks something fundamental in the family dynamic:

Not only is it repeatedly made clear that Bruce depends on Dick to act as a lifeline for his own mental struggles, but moreover, his siblings do as well. In a very literal sense, the maintenance of the batfamily rests on Dick's shoulders. Bruce is so rarely available for emotional support that these children turn to the next best thing, which, to be fair, is better than what Dick had growing up. He has to clean up so many breakdowns, it's honestly pretty staggering.

As the OG sidekick, Dick receives quite a bit of hero worship, particularly from younger heroes/sidekicks, who look toward him for guidance. As a naturally upbeat and welcoming person, Dick ends up in the position of bringing light to everyone, not just Bruce. For example, here's Cassandra:

This balancing effect is unique to Dick's skill set. However, this can (and does) backfire very easily. The same pragmatism Bruce engages in hurts extra bad when coming from Dick: like when Dick had to take Robin away from Tim. Not to mention just how intimidating Dick's legacy is, which can create resentment when his successors aren't able to play this role so easily. For example, Jason both before and after his death expressed insecurity that he felt he was constantly being compared to Dick, and falling short.

As the original character that people think of when they think "sidekick", DG Robin (and his successors) had the advantage of not losing prominence even as his contemporaries (Kid Flash, Aqualad, Wonder Girl, etc.) were de-prioritized in favor of independent teenaged heroes (like Cyborg, Beast Boy, Raven, and Starfire). But that means Robin as a concept now has to deal with questions that weren't so prominent in the earlier decades, such as: "How do we justify a grown-ass man using a child (and in fact, children) as emotional crutches?"

It's icky to think about, but there's no denying that early Batman and Robin got side eyes for homosexual subtext. I mean, they literally call each other "partners". So while that "subtext" was, and remains, just audience speculation, given Dick is literally Bruce's adopted son, there is room, I believe, to call into question how healthy it is for Bruce's oldest kid to be taking on a nearly-parental role and be a core pillar of Bruce's emotional regulation.

Hot take here, but I think Dick's relationship with Bruce was/has been pretty emotionally incestuous for a long time.

-> Emotional incest

"Emotional incest[...] is a type of emotional abuse performed by a parent. In cases of emotional incest, parents rely on their children for significant emotional support, which is a reversal of roles. Emotional incest is more than just relying on your kids on occasion—rather, it is an extreme dependence on them." (There's a pretty good argument to be made that Bruce has been emotionally incestuous with all his Robins, especially Dick and DEFINITELY Tim, but y'know. Small steps.)

Emotional incest is a semi-common consequence of eldest daughter syndrome; the natural conclusion of deputizing a child to manage the other children combining with an inability to see the child as a child, still in need of emotional guidance, but more like an adult capable of shouldering the burdens of grown-ups dumping their traumas on them.

To be clear here, while emotional incest may not be incest in the most traditional, taboo sense, it is still abuse. It's putting a burden on a child they shouldn't have to carry, even for children that aren't dealing with such extreme burdens as "grown-ass man running around in a fursuit needs me to keep him from getting himself killed". It's a perversion of a healthy parent-child relationship, where the child is treated more like a partner than a child. In Dick's case, it further exacerbates the parentification he already experiences. This is made more explicit when Bruce "dies" and Dick is cast into a sort of "Widow" role.

Dick reluctantly dons the cowl in an attempt to bring order to his family members. He's also left to parent Damian, alone. He has to make the decision to take Robin from Tim, and try to deal with the fallout from that decision. He has to put a stop to Jason's fratricidal rampage. He's made into the de-facto head of the family.

And the thing about this is: Dick's not even bad at it. In comparison to Bruce's litany of disasters-in-parenting, Dick does a pretty bang-up job of managing his siblings, heading the Justice League, and being Batman. But the crucial point is that he does this at the expense of his own mental health, which is the crux of eldest daughter syndrome. There's no denying that at the time, Dick was most certainly the best choice for New Father Figure, but it was a choice he was pushed into, and a sacrifice he had to make. When this sense of responsibility to the point of self-sacrifice is pushed to its logical conclusion, it has the effect of making Dick a Martyr-type figure.

-> Protector/Mama Bear/Avenger

Dick has shown repeatedly that his hot button is his family. From Tony Zucco to allowing Blockbuster to be killed after the villain targeted Haley's Circus, going after Nightwing's family is a pretty good way to earn yourself an asskicking. Probably the most infamous example of this is when Dick thought the Joker had killed Tim, beating the clown to death to avenge both Tim and Jason.

And while this role isn't particularly feminine, I do think it's interesting that Dick protects his family members from each other with almost the same frequency that he protects them from outside threats. He's pretty notorious for wrangling Damian and Tim, foiling Jason's murder plans, and most importantly, beating the shit out of Bruce whenever he crosses a line, such as when Bruce asks Dick to conceal being alive from their family to join Spyral or when Bruce wanted to abandon the Bruce Wayne persona after the murder of Vesper Fairchild. Or of course, more recently after Bruce's latest MK-ULTRA shenanigans.

This basically puts Dick in the position of being the glue that holds the family together, at basically all times, but especially in times of conflict. This also means he's put in the dangerous position of bodily defending his younger siblings from Bruce's wrath or irresponsibility, a position made even more awkward given the whole emotional incest thing.

That's not to say that Dick's relationship with his family is 100% unhealthy. Dick and his family members (including Bruce!) feel legitimate affection and care for each other. There are times when the dynamics here are indeed healthy. And like most people with eldest daughter syndrome, the unhealthy nature of this dynamic is usually understated. Oldest sibling syndrome is often just an unavoidable consequence of how parenting works. So while I am of the opinion that this dynamic is often unhealthy, hot take: I'm fine with that.

Now, though I've just listed some tropes that he only falls into around family, Dick also falls into some fem-coding all the time, regardless of who he's with, and these have to do mostly with his sexuality.

-> Sexual Assault & Harassment

Yeah, so nobody is surprised that this is a factor. Look up any list of the top ten hottest/sexiest/most attractive male superheroes, I guarantee 9/10 times Nightwing is number 1. However, unlike his father, whose attractiveness is usually played as a part of the male wish-fulfillment fantasy, something people aspire to be, Dick's attractiveness more often makes him an object of desire- very similar to how most attractive female characters are perceived.

And as an object of desire, Dick Grayson is constantly having to deal with being objectified.

Now, Dick Grayson being an attractive character is not the problem. Dick Grayson being sexually assaulted isn't even the problem. the problem is that he keeps being harassed, assaulted, and raped in ways that are flagrantly nonconsensual, and yet it's not treated with the seriousness it deserves. In fact, it took a full decade for Devin Grayson to retract her previous statement and admit that yes, the rooftop scene with Catalina Flores was in fact rape, and it's never been acknowledged in-universe (though, comics have always been atrocious at calling out sexual abuse of all kinds, let alone that which targets men).

Hell, even when he in-universe calls it out, he's dismissed immediately and the story continues like nothing happened.

Like???

Dick's adult sexcapades (which were consensual and enthusiastic) have long contrasted with the numerous times he's been harassed; times in which he comes across as bored, exasperated, and even frustrated with his own attractiveness and the vulnerable position it often leaves him in.

This puts him in the rare (in comics) position of being a male character who consistently and near-exclusively has his sexual agency and boundaries violated by women - a position that authors uniformly refuse to examine despite writing him into it all the fucking time.

Other characters around him frequently make comments passing off this harassment and assault as a natural consequence of Dick's own attractiveness, making "jokes" that essentially amount to "I understand why someone would want to assault him". Which- UH?

There is also, of course, the unavoidable reality that as an acrobat and an aerialist, he receives a very specific type of sexual harassment

the nature of nightwing's fight style necessitates a type of tight-fitting suit that male heroes typically don't go for: an extremely slick suit with bare-minimum armour that again, makes him vulnerable in a way most male heroes aren't, but a style female heroes wear all the time, whether it makes sense for them or not. This of course then allows artists to draw attention to this fact by posing Nightwing in poses usually reserved for femme fatales:

And unlike the Hawkeye Initiative, these poses are (largely) unironic, and not played for jokes. Dick isn't arching his back or looking over his shoulder to poke fun at how female heroes are treated; he does so because the artist (clearly correctly) sincerely believed these poses would play into the unironic gaze of the audience, and also probably thought it was hot. It's the same line of thought artists use when posing femme fatales.

He's even been known to use his sexuality as a bargaining chip, much like more traditional Femme Fatales. In Batman and Harley Quinn (2017), he refers to sleeping with Harley Quinn after being kidnapped by her as one of "the things I do for Gotham", to which she responds "I'm taking that as a 'yes'." And that's uh- not how consent works.

And this particularly sucks because- HELLO? The opportunity to explore the very real and tragically underacknowledged phenomenon of sexual violence against men is literally invaluable, especially with such a prominent character. It's one thing to ignore that men face sexual violence, it's another, entirely more unforgivable thing to continuously and explicitly depict such scenarios and play them off as jokes or not as serious as they clearly are. But what did I expect from an industry that has never had a good track record on sexual violence anyway.

-> Queercoding?

There's also of course the fact that DC has been, as of late, dropping hints that Dick might be bisexual.

That on it's own doesn't mean anything, but when paired with the fact that DC has been angling toward giving Dick a similar playboy persona that Bruce has, just with men included, it's just very interesting.

(BTW: The likelihood DC actually commits to making Dick bi is, uh, not a lot, but if they're gonna stick with this weird closet stuff for a while, let's hope they do so in a way that doesn't make him sound like a cross between Donald Trump and Harry Styles next time? Please?)

Anyway, all of this is basically to say I am forever fascinated by the gender dynamics of Dick Grayson, likely due to the fact that I'm projecting all my eldest daughter traumas onto him, and that someone who's background is in Gender Studies needs to get on this shit if they haven't already. I just love this character sm.

#this ended up taking/being way longer than I thought it would #but its done now so i can stop procrastinating yayyyy #shut up somaya #batfam #dcu #dc universe #batfamily #batman #dick grayson #nightwing

[animehideout]

Imagine choso and you are fighting (like battling) and then ur like, “don’t make me scare up that pretty little face” and choso like “you think I’m pretty 🥺”

Choso Kamo x Sorcerer¡Reader

a/n: Hey anon, thank you for this cute fluff request. I hope you like it ⑅˖⁠♡.

Fluff 🎀

You moved swiftly, your agility and skills gave you the upper hand to dodge all of Choso’s attacks. With your technique to summon weapons, your Katana blocked with graceful precision each arrow of blood directed to you, that was meant to pierce through your flesh.

Choso, your formidable enemy, a half-human and half-curse spirit that made him an interesting opponent. You’ve always been so curious about him and his blood manipulation technique and today was your lucky day, you finally got to grasp the chance and fight him face to face, and maybe show off your skills a bit, a bit of flaunting won’t hurt.

The air crackled with the impending clash as you circled each other. Your moves were too fast, Choso couldn’t keep up with you, once you were in front of him now you’re behind him. The way you easily twirled your weapons in your hands, as if they weight nothing made you look cool and Choso couldn’t contain his admiration, even though he was keeping a resting tired face, but from the inside he was impressed.

He stood there right in front of you, unexpectedly lifting his shirt up making your eyes widen, not only putting his perfect abs on display but also a marking on his abdomen, revealing his origin as a half-curse, as a death painting womb, making you more hooked and immersed in his nature.  

“you’re quite the challenge little sorcerer, but let’s see if you can handle this” he threatened.

He lunged forward, manipulating the blood to surge forward in unpredictable patterns, attempting to take you off guard.

You moved just in time, stepping aside, avoiding the trajectory of blood arrow that was directed at you with deadly precision, your hair flowing behind you as you moved with an extraordinary speed.

You gasped as you saw a small piece of your hair on the ground.

“oh didn’t mean to give you a little trim”

“hah funny! You’ll have to do better than that if you want to leave an actual mark” you teased back.

Pissed that a small part of your precious hair was cut by him, you ran towards him, when he was ready to attack you, you flexibly descended to the ground. While poised in the lowered position, you extended one leg, sweeping it. Making Choso lose his balance, and fall on the ground, his back hitting the hard floor.

Still on the floor, you rose to you feet, summoning another weapon, a very sharp one. His eyes widened in shock, dumbfounded by your surprise attack, and how in a matter of seconds you took the upper hand and dominated him. You looked down at him, and pointed the blade to his face,

“Now, don’t make me scar up that pretty little face of yours” you started.

Choso couldn’t help but react with amusement, his wide eyes softened and you swear to god you can see stars in them,

“Aw, you think I’m pretty 🥺?”. he asked with puppy eyes.

Did he charm you by the way he was looking at you so innocently? Yes, he did. And you couldn’t do anything but stare with a mix of confusion and admiration.

“Uh-Wh-at?” you stuttered.

His playful words echoed in your ears, and then realization hit you, yes you actually think he’s pretty. A genuine smile crept on your lips, this battle with Choso was way more interesting that you expected it to be. You can’t help but be eager to know more about him.

“here’s the deal little sorcerer, let’s start over, if you succeed in leaving a small scratch on my ‘pretty’ face, I’ll take you out on a date.. how does that sound?”  

“sounds wonderful to me” you replied.

This time giving it all of your best to leave a small cut on his face, so he can take you out on a date like he promised. On the other hand, Choso did let his guards down intentionally.

After this battle, you’re no longer enemies like you claimed to be.

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[short-honey-badger]

Phantom Pain part 2

Masterlist

Part 2 of my mini fic. I hope you enjoy this one as well!

You jerk away from his hand with a sneer, cheeks flushing at the unexpected kiss, "Please get off of me," you demand, tone not leaving any room for joking. Just because the two of you apparently belonged together didn't mean he could get all touchy-feely with you immediately.

You are pleased when he actually lets you go and plops back into his own seat. You turn and examine him with a frown, flickering your eyes up and down his rather impressive form. Your soulmate was handsome in a rugged sort of way with dark eyes and a carefree smile that could put anyone at ease. Anyone but you, at least.

"Shanks," you say his name and the man perks up like a puppy. You furrow your brow at him, trying to recall why his name sounds so damn familiar, and you jerk back even further when it finally clicks, "Red-Haired Shanks? The Yonko?" You demand, and your voice goes a little shrill at the end. Your heart wants to beat out of your chest, and your eyes are wide as dinner plates. It would be your luck that someone so terrifyingly strong would be your soulmate. This must be to make up for your own cowardly and wiley ways. You were a firm believer in not your monkey, not your circus.

This man made other people's business, his business, and that wasn't something you wanted to deal with. Not like you had much of a choice if he was believed, but you would not hide away how you felt. You've never held back before. Why stop now?

Shanks just laughs when he feels your annoyance and frustration stream down the bond the two of you share, "Yep," he pops the p and leans in close to you, and you lean away in response, "The one and only," he gives you a smug little grin and you suddenly want to wipe it off his face with a well-placed punch, "You still haven't told me your name yet, Hon."

You reach for your mug to give yourself a little bit of time to think about how you want to respond. Running was out of the question. His entire crew was in the building with him, and you didn't think you could get very far anyway. And even if you did manage to get away, Shanks knew what you looked like and could easily track you down with the connections he surely had.

You let out an explosive sigh and mourn the freedom you once had, and then quietly tell your soul mate your name.

"_," Shanks says your name softly, tasting the syllables on his tongue, and you shiver at the way he says it. How can he say your name with so much emotion attached to it? How can he care so much about you already? It's enough to almost frighten you.

Shanks stares at you, brushing away your rising confusion that he feels. You were nothing like he had expected out of a soul mate, surly and snappy with a bad attitude. But you were his, and he would show you how much you meant to him even if you didn't want anything to do with him. You were made for him, just like he was made for you.

"I like it, your name I mean," the redhead says, and satisfaction curls hot in his chest when he feels your embarrassment. Who knew that you were so shy? He wonders if it is your biology or you responding to him.

"Thanks, I guess," you murmur and give him a strange look. What an odd statement to make, but your soul mate seemed like an odd man anyway, so what was new?

Shanks grins and reaches out to drag you closer by your stool, causing you to flail for a hot second as you lose your balance. The Yonko saves you from the close fall by wrapping his arm around your waist, "Oopse," he says with that smug grin, and again, you want to wipe it off his pretty face with your fist. You can feel his joy and playfulness over the bond you share with him.

"Insufferable," you grumble lowly. You shift in your seat just to feel how tightly he holds you, and the longer you stay, the more you feel that freedom slips further and further away. You have run from this your entire life, and in one fell swoop, your fate had been sealed by walking into the wrong tavern.

"Can't help myself, Baby," Shanks says, and you can feel his joy and giddiness at you accepting your place at his side. Maybe not fully, but he could tell that you didn't plan on running anymore. His arm tightens around your waist, and Shanks leans in to drop a kiss on the top of your head, "I wanna know everything about you."

You huff through your nose, eyes rolling to the heavens, and when they come back down, they settle on Shanks, who looks eager just to be near you. You suppose his open affection would be something you'd need to get used to.

"Finnnee," you draw out and then tip up the remainder of your drink, "But you are buying the rest of the night," like hell would you spend what little money you had if your soul mate was here. You would happily let him pick that up for you.

"I think I can handle that. Pick your poison, Baby," he says easily, and hours later, you find out that the redhead was serious about wanting to know everything about you. Shanks had asked you every question under the sun, to the point that you had snapped at him to be silent for two seconds just so you could take a breather and think. This man was overwhelming in every way possible, and it made you wonder why fate decided the two of you belonged together. However, for all your dislike and disgust for soul mates, you couldn't deny that yours wasn't a bad one.

"Alright, that's enough. You're a sponge, aren't ya, Sweetheart?" Shanks says, and you blink up at him, vision a little swimmy. Huh, guess you had drank more than what you thought.

Shanks stands and steadies his soul mate when you seem to sway to the side. He gently pulls you off the stool and laces his hand with one of your own, "I think it's time we got back to the ship," he says and makes sure to keep his voice clear. The Yonko didn't want you to think that he had kidnapped you or something. He watches your vision sharpen as you process what he said.

You swallow harshly, hand clenching around his own and your free hand tangling in his dark cloak. Fuck. You weren't ready. How were you supposed to be there for someone else when you could hardly be there for yourself? This man was so strong and you were so weak in comparison it was pathetic.

Before you could spiral further, Shanks grabbed your attention by tugging you into his chest and kissing the top of your head just as softly as he did earlier. He could feel your fear and anxiety flowing between the two of you, and it made his heart ache that you were so fearful of something so good.

"Don't worry. We'll take this one step at a time,_ " he says your name again, and you feel yourself relax just a bit. He says it like it's the most important thing in the world, and maybe it is to him. He grins at you when you calm down and pulls away, but keeps his hand tangled with your own, "Now let's go. I wanna show you my ship. We've got a lot to catch up on."

Shanks pulls you out of the tavern and down to the harbor, and you have no choice but to follow behind him, completely forgetting your now dry coat left hanging by the door.

#fanfic #one piece #reader insert #red haired shanks #shanks #shanks x reader #shanks x y/n #shanks x you #angst #possessive shanks #soulmate au #opla shanks #phantom pain

[imsobadatnicknames2]

What's OSR? I've seen you mention it several times in your RPG posts. Is it like a genre of rpg or...?

Hey, sorry I took so long to reply to this lol you probably already just googled it by now.

But like. Anyway.

OSR (Old-School Revival, Old-School Renaissance, and more uncommonly Old-School Rules or Old-School Revolution, no one can really agree on what the R means) is less like a genre and more like a movement or a loosely connected community that seeks to capture the tone, feel and/or playstyle of 70's and 80's fantasy roleplaying games (with a particular emphasis on old-school editions of Dungeons and Dragons, particularly the Basic D&D line but pretty much anything before 3e falls under this umbrella), or at least an idealized version of what people remember those games felt like to play.

There isn't exactly a consensus on what makes a game OSR but here's my personal list of things that I find to be common motifs in OSR game design and GM philosophy. Not every game in the movement features all of these things, but must certainly feature a few of them.

Rulings over rules: most OSR games lack mechanically codified rules for a lot of the actions that in modern D&D (and games influenced by it) would be covered by a skill system. Rather that try to have rules applicable for every situation, these games often have somewhat barebones rules, with the expectation that when a player tries to do something not covered by them the GM will have to make a ruling about it or negotiate a dice roll that feels fair (a common resolution system for this type of situation is d20 roll-under vs a stat that feels relevant, a d6 roll with x-in-6 chance to succeed, or just adjudicating the outcome based on how the player describes their actions)

"The solution is not on your character sheet": Related to the point above, the lack of character skills means that very few problems can be solved by saying "I roll [skill]". E.g. Looking for traps in an OSR game will look less like "I rolled 18 on my perception check" and more like "I poke the flagstones ahead with a stick to check if they're pressure plates" with maybe the GM asking for a roll or a saving throw if you do end up triggering a trap.

High lethality: Characters are squishy, and generally die much more easily. But conversely, character creation is often very quick, so if your character dies you can usually be playing again in minutes as long as there's a decent chance to integrate your new PC into the game.

Lack of emphasis on encounter balance: It's not uncommon for the PCs to find themselves way out of their depth, with encounters where they're almost guaranteed to lose unless they run away or find a creative way to stack the deck in their favor.

Combat as a failure state: Due to the two points above, not every encounter is meant to be fought, as doing so is generally not worth the risk and likely to end up badly. Players a generally better off finding ways to circumvent encounters through sneaking around them, outsmarting them, or out-maneauvering them, fighting only when there's no other option or when they've taken steps to make sure the battle is fought on their terms (e.g. luring enemies into traps or environmental hazards, stuff like that)

Emphasis on inventory and items: As skills, class features and character builds are less significant than in modern D&D (or sometimes outright nonexistent), a large part of the way the players engage with the world instead revolves around what they carry and how they use it. A lot of these games have you randomly roll your starting inventory, and often this will become as much a significant part of your character as your class is, even with seemingly useless clutter items. E.g. a hand mirror can become an invaluable tool for peeping around corners and doorways. This kind of gameplay techncially possible on modern D&D but in OSR games it's often vital.

Gold for XP: somewhat related to the above, in many of these games your XP will be determined by how much treasure you gather, casting players in the role and mindset of trasure hutners, grave robbers, etc.

Situations, not plots: This is more of a GM culture thing than an intrinsic feature of the games, but OSR campaigns will often eschew the long-form GM-authored Epic narrative that has become the norm since the late AD&D 2e era, in favor of a more sandbox-y "here's an initial situation, it's up to you what you do with it" style. This means that you probably won't be getting elaborate scenes plotted out sessions in advance to tie into your backstory and character arc, but it also means increased player agency, casting the GM in the role of less of a plot writer or narrator and more of a referee.

Like I said, these are not universal, and a lot of games that fall under the OSR umbrella will eschew some or most of these (it's very common for a lot of games to drop the gold-for-xp thing in favor of a different reawrd structure), but IMO they're a good baseline for understanding common features of the movement as a whole.

Of course, the OSR movement covers A LOT of different games, which I'd classify in the following categories by how much they deviate from their source of inspiration:

Retroclones are basically recreations of the ruleset of older D&D editions but without the D&D trademark, sometimes with a new coat of paint. E.g. OSRIC and For Gold and Glory are clones of AD&D (1e and 2e respectively); Whitebox and Fantastic Medieval Campaigns are recreations of the original 1974 white box D&D release; Old School Essentials, Basic Fantasy and Labyrinth Lord are clones of the 1981 B/X D&D set. Some of these recreate the original rules as-is, editing the text or reorganizing the information to be clearer but otherwise leaving the meachnics unchanged, while others will make slight rules changes to remove quirks that have come to be considered annoying in hindsight, some of them might mix and match features from different editions, but otherwise they're mostly straight up recreations of old-school D&D releases.

There are games that I would call "old-school compatible", that feature significant enough mechanical changes from old-school D&D to be considered a different game, but try to maintain mechanical compatibility with materials made for it. Games like The Black Hack, Knave, Macchiato Monsters, Dungeon Reavers, Whitehack, etc. play very differently from old-school D&D, and from each other, but you generally can grab any module made for any pre-3e D&D edition and run it with any of them with very little to no effort needed in conversion.

There's a third category that I wouldn't know how to call. Some people call then Nu-OSR or NSR (short for New School revolution) while a small minority of people argue that they aren't really part of the OSR movement but instead their own thing. I've personally taken to calling them "Old School Baroque". These are games that try to replicate different aspects of the tone and feel of old-school fantasy roleplaying games while borrowing few to none mechanics from them and not making any particular attempts to be mechanically compatible. Games like Into the Odd, Mörk Borg, Troika!, a dungeon game, FLEE, DURF, Songbirds, Mausritter, bastards, Cairn, Sledgehammer, and too many more to name. In my opinion this subsection of the OSR space is where it gets interesting, as there's so many different ways people try to recreate that old-school flavor with different mechanics.

(Of course, not everything fits neatly into these, e.g. I would consider stuff like Dungeon Crawl Classics to be somewhere inbetween category 1 and 2, and stuff like GloG or RELIC to be somewhere imbetween categories 2 and 3)

The OSR movement does have its ugly side, as it's to be expected by the fact that a huge part of the driving force behind it is nostalgia. Some people might be in it because it harkens back to a spirit of DIY and player agency that has been lost in traditional fantasy roleplaying games, but it's udneniable that some people are also in it because for them it harkens back to a time before "D&D went woke" when tabletop roleplaying was considered a hobby primarily for and by white men. That being said... generally those types of guys keep to themselves in their own little circlejerk, and it's pretty easy to find OSR spaces that are progressive and have a sinificant number of queer, POC, and marginalized creators.

#ttrpg #osr

[daydreaming-en-pointe]

˗ˏˋ street food date ´ˎ˗

(isn’t that just the most creative title :D)

requested by very a lovely person who wishes to remain anonymous <3

Pairing: Pavitr Prabhakar (Spider-Man India) x Fem!Pakistani!Reader

Type: Oneshot - Fluff

Word count: 1.3k

Warnings: terms of endearment, mentions of food & eating, usage of Hindi (translations provided), I don’t speak Urdu so it’s google-translated 😭

A/N: Reader speaks Urdu and Pavi (canonically) speaks Hindi. Since both languages are pretty similar in terms of speaking, at least from what I’ve observed, let’s assume that they can understand each other fairly easily :)

I absolutely LOVED writing this omg it was such a cute request! Sorry it took me so long so do this, I was so busy that I completely forgot abt all my reqs for a while 😅

Btw this was barely proofread so if there are mistakes no there aren’t <3

“Meri jaan, you’re spilling it.”

You turned at the familiar voice, just barely managing to balance a paper plate in your hands with an absurd amount of dahi papadi chaat piled onto it.

“You’re late,” You noted, biting the inside of your cheek to stop yourself from smiling like a lovestruck idiot as Pavitr approached you, flashing that dazzling, slightly crooked grin that had your heart stumbling and falling over your mind trying to make sense of it all. You dropped your gaze to the floor, trying your best to cross your arms without dropping the food on the plate.

“I know. And I’m sorry, I really am. But you know that juggling my… duties and timings are hard,” He dipped his head slightly to make you look at him, brushing a small piece of papdi off your kurta. God, he was so annoying sometimes. His eyes were so soft and irresistible and he knew it.

“Come on, look at me,” He said teasingly, stepping forward slightly and grinning as you glanced up at him, then immediately frowned at your lack of willpower when it came to him. “There she is.”

You felt a smile break through so you set down the paper plate on a nearby ledge, leaning forward to wrap him in a hug and bury your face in his clothes. “Arre, you’re insufferable,” You mumbled, to which he let out a small chuckle and effortlessly picked you up to spin you around despite your little yelp of surprise.

“Oh, yeah, definitely. I’m sure that’s why you came out here on a date with me to have street food, right? Let’s go, meri dhoop. No use of you being all sad right now, naa? Look, there’s even pani puri a few stalls down.”

You almost got whiplash from how fast you turned your head to look, your eyes widening in excitement as all previous thoughts were forgotten. “You should’ve mentioned that earlier!”

Pavitr laughed, the easy chuckle - as cliché as it sounded - practically music to your ears as you grabbed his hand and took off, leading him to the pani puri vendor. “I knew that’d cheer you up.”

One shared paper plate of (admittedly quite messy) pani puri and a whole skewer of seekh kebab later, you leaned against a ledge overlooking the Mumbattan bridge right next to a whole row of new vendors. Pavitr wrapped an arm a little too tightly around your shoulders, nervously measuring the distance you would fall if you tripped.

“Pavi, relax, I won’t fall,” You gave him a reassuring smile, and he breathed out slowly before giving you a slightly strained smile in return. “Yeah, sorry. Spider-Man stuff. Lots of, uh… bad things happen. Usually near large drops.”

Your eyes flicked to his hand, gripping the railing so hard his knuckles were starting to lose circulation. Sensing his discomfort, you moved away from the railing back into the middle of the cobblestones.

“I’m going to braid your hair,” You declared suddenly to ease the tension in the air, examining the smooth waves that framed his face, pushed back slightly with his blue headband. His eyes widened in horror at your statement. “Wait, what? No! I said I was sorry for coming late! I’ll do my absolute best to come on time, I promise!”

“I’m not that rough,” You protested, scrunching your eyebrows as he cupped his warm hands over your cheeks. “Of course not, meri jaan. You’re so gentle, my hair definitely doesn’t feel like it’s being sent to an early grave.”

“Aap drama baghair kisi wajah ke bana rahay hain.” (You are making drama for no reason) You frowned at him and he chuckled softly, shaking his head.

“Kabhi nahin! Mei achcha vajeh se drama karta hoon. …Uff, thik hai, tum mere baalon ko tod sakte hain. Lekin… pehle ise kha leh.” (Never! I do drama for good reasons. ..Okay, fine, you can tear my hair out. But first… eat this.)

He held up a plate of vada pav, his smile growing as your eyes lit up again, the familiar scent bringing back memories of sitting in your grandparents’ house and watching them cook, masala-infused aromas wafting through the kitchen from the large utensils.

“What did I do to deserve you?” You wondered aloud as you started stuffing your face with the nostalgic dish. Your tone was lighthearted and playful, but it had a few traces of the underlying truth. You were so, so lucky to have him, and you knew it.

You could see it every time he dramatically presented you with some knickknack or the other that he picked up along the way, handing it to you with a bashful ‘it made me think of you.’ You could see it every time he adjusted your dupatta, every time you caught him staring at you with round, loving, awestruck eyes as if you were the very centre of the cosmos itself.

And when he smiled at everyone it was usually genuine, sure, but you had a special kind of smile reserved for your eyes alone. One that made the small dimples at the corners of his mouth even more noticeable, one that made him scrunch his nose subconsciously with how wide he was smiling.

The kind of smile he was using right now. And oh, good grief, you were so far gone for him. He was so effortlessly gorgeous it actually hurt - wavy hair swept to one side behind his headband, brown eyes turning gold in the sun, the light dappling his face and flicking tiny spots of shadow onto his skin.

“Tum bohat khobsorat ho,” (You’re so beautiful) You whispered, completely spellbound. Pavitr blinked in surprise, his smile turning slightly shy. “Arrey, tum mujhe bahut zyaada phlait karte ho.” (You flatter me too much)

“No, really!” You insisted, tapping the tip of his nose with your pinky and laughing when he scrunched it instinctively. “You’re very pretty, you know that? Mera khobsorat ladka. Pretty, pretty boy.” (My beautiful boy)

“Aap adhik sundar hai.” (You’re more beautiful) Without warning, he gently grabbed your torso and pulled you into his arms, burying his face in your hair. You looped your arms around to meet behind his shoulder blades, resting your chin in the crook of his neck.

You were scared to move, to disturb the silent peacefulness of it all, but you wanted to tell him something that would hopefully put his worries to rest.

“You know I won’t leave you, right? I won’t be your… what is it, canon event? Whatever that is.”

At the words ‘canon event’, Pavitr flinched as if he had been burned, his eyes wide and searching as he looked at you. “What? Where did that come from? And how-”

“Okay, listen, so it’s kinda my fault,” You began, choosing your words so as to not agitate him any further. “But you know how you said I could read your journal, because basically every embarrassing thing you’ve written is you being lovesick for me?”

“I didn’t think you’d actually do it!” He covered his face with his hands in embarrassment, messing up his hair in the process.

“Anyway, uh… you left it open on your drawer and I maybe kind of accidentally looked through the last entry. But only because I was worried. You’d been acting stressed out the whole day, remember? I’m sorry!”

“I don’t… hmm, actually, that’s pretty sweet that you were worried. I appreciate it.” He lifted his head to meet your eyes, almost smiling before his face crumpled again. “Hang on, what else did you see? Oh, god, did you see the whole page of poems I wrote? No, wait, hear me out! In my defence, I was absolutely whipped for you. I still am, but-”

“Pavi?”

“Yeah?”

“Ai, meri mohabbat. Chup ho jao. Mujhe lagta hai ke yeh dilkash hai,” (My love. Shush. I think it’s adorable) You reassured him, leaning forward to kiss the tip of his nose before moving in to press a soft kiss to his lips, an attempt at putting his worries and ramblings to rest.

That shut him up pretty well.

Please know that I am not Pakistani! I tried my best to write this, but if there is anything I’ve gotten wrong, please let me know and I’ll be happy to change it. <3

Meri jaan - my life

Meri dhoop - My sunshine/my sun

A kurta is a loose, collarless type of shirt worn by people in South Asia. It usually extends up to or just past the knee.

A dupatta is a length of material worn arranged in two folds over the chest and thrown back around the shoulders, typically with a salwar kameez or a kurta, by women from South Asia.

Papdi chaat (or papri chaat) is crispy fried-dough wafers served with typical chaat ingredients such as chickpeas, boiled potatoes, yogurt sauce, and tamarind and coriander chutneys; it may also contain pomegranate seeds. Dahi papdi chaat is the same thing, but more yoghurt is used (dahi means yoghurt/curd).

Pani puri is a popular Indian snack consisting of fried puff-pastry balls filled with spiced mashed potato (the puri), spiced water, and tamarind juice (the pani).

Seekh kebab is a type of kebab made with Indian spices, spiced, minced or ground meat, usually lamb or chicken, formed into cylinders on skewers and grilled.

Tags: @hobiebrownismygod @l0starl @therealloopylupin2099

#⋆·˚ 🌹 ༘ * — 𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗶’𝘀 𝙧𝙤𝙨𝙚𝙨! #⋆·˚ 🌺 ༘ * — 𝙝𝙞𝙗𝙞𝙨𝙘𝙪𝙨𝙚𝙨! #across the spiderverse #atsv #atsv x reader #pavitr prabhakar #pavitr atsv #atsv pavitr #spiderverse pavitr #pavitr prabhakar x reader #pavitr prabhakar x you #pavitr prabhakar x fem!reader #pavitr prabhakar x pakistani!reader #pavitr x you #pavitr my beloved #pakistani reader #atsv fluff #atsv x desi!reader #desi reader

[coupsjin]

ੈ✩‧₊˚ svt maknae line: your first date

╰┈➤ summary: your first date! (obviously) so cute

╰┈➤ warnings: svt x afab, kissing, physical touch

╰┈➤ a picture is provided for every member, just for you to visualize the setting!

100-300 words per member!

a/n: i honestly had no motivation to write today.. im sorry if these seem rushed :') + for vernon and dinos, i wrote slightly differently

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dk / seokmin

with dk, even something simple as a walk can be romantic and fun. you both agree to take an afternoon walk in a park near your place. when he arrives outside of your apartment, he gives you a quick call to come down. when you do, you see a tall figure smiling at you and holding out a small camera.

"here! i brought one of my extras so we can take pictures of each other." he was glowing, clearly just excited to see you. he leads you by the hand down the stairs, walking towards the park.

while walking, seokmin is always trying to find the best angle and pose for him to take the perfect picture of you.

"no no, a little more to the right," he says while squinting in his camera, trying not to blush from your beauty. you can't help but smile, this being the first time a boy has done something like this for you.

time flies by, and it's already sunset.

"come on, let's take a selfie next to the sunset!" you can tell he's super excited.

"but.. every time i take a selfie i look awkward." you argued

"thats insane." he protests, "you're the most prettiest girl i've ever seen. you won't look awkward."

you blushed, ultimately agreeing. he fiddles with his camera, changing the setting. when he's ready, he gently puts his arm around your shoulder and snaps the photo.

"ok lets go ba-" you're confused with seokmin's sudden behaviour.

seokmin suddenly has a serious face on, staring into your eyes. he looks down to your lips, and slowly kisses you, snapping another photo.

"now we're done."

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mingyu

mingyu wanted to keep it classy with a movie date... except he bought all the tickets in your row so you two would be alone.

"what?? mingyu you didn't have to do this.." you were impressed to say the least. who would spend this much money on a date?

apparently that someone was mingyu, letting you pick out anything and all you wanted at the snack bar. you felt bad, and just got a popcorn and some water.

you two decided to watch the new spiderman movie, as you were both interested in marvel. during the movie, his hands were almost always touching you. (unless he was wolfing down the popcorn). on your leg, holding your arm and hand - he was definitely the most clingy person you'd ever known.

when you reached for the popcorn, you were flabbergasted to see that there was none left. you slowly turned to mingyu who was also slowly turning to you, his eyes wide open and his lips pursed.

"very funny, mingyu," you whisper, "you buy all this food for me then eat it all yourself?" you said jokingly, thinking his guilty face was cute. you ruffled his hair, giving him the sign that it was ok. he smiled like a child, then turned his attention back to the movie.

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the8 / minghao

"the best date during the middle of winter is going ice skating" he suggested.

when you got to the skating rink, he rented skates for the both of you. before putting on his, he bends down in front of you and angles your skate so you can easily slide in. looks up and smiles, then ties the laces.

"a gentleman, i see!" you exclaim, while you stand up and try to walk with your skates on. he puts on his, and you head out to the rink.

"let me warn you," you said, "i've never been skating before. i'm horrible." he smirks saying,

"that's why i brought you here." he gently guides your hands onto the rink, tightly holding onto both. you stumble, making him laugh - his high pitched giggle filling your ears with joy. he starts skating backwards with his eyes on you as you try to keep up.

you suddenly lose balance and fall, bringing hao down with you.

"wow. did you have to bring me down too?" jokingly he punches your arm. he gets up and pulls you to him, pulling you in by the waist. he slowly skates backward, keeping you stuck on him.

"now this is the speed i wanted." you said breathily, keeping your eyes interlocked.

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seungkwan

you loved seeing seungkwans hair flow in the warm summer breeze, right when you first met him. so when he finally asked you out on a date, you immediately suggested to go biking with him.

when you arrived at the trail, kwan was already prepping his bike for the date. he had a small basket at the front, filled with snacks and drinks for later on. his hair was a shiny blonde, his fingers running through them when he saw you.

you picked a destination and started biking. it was a surprisingly refreshing afternoon, with the sun beginning to set over the horizon. seungkwan glowed, looking and smiling at you when he caught you staring. without you knowing, he snapped a picture of you and posted it on your private story (with only his members and friends) when he got home later that day. all the members were curious:

"ooooh seungkwan got a girlfriend!!" mingyu texted in the group chat.

after a somewhat tiring bike ride, you sat down on a bench to enjoy the snacks he brought.

"you know," he said to break the silence of staring at the water, "it's my first time biking with someone else."

"well i'm glad it was me."

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vernon / hansol

if you and vernon had a date, it would definitely be at his house watching a movie. though he's not too good at cooking, he makes popcorn and tries to bake cookies for you.

snuggled up in his blanket with the lights off, he would put on a movie, rubbing your arm or leg while watching. he would definitely not be ready to kiss you yet, so he expresses his feelings through touching you and reminding you of his presence.

at the end of the movie, he notices that you fell asleep leaning on his chest. he didn't want to wake you, so he inched his hands to the remote and turned the tv off, slowly falling asleep to your heartbeat.

since you were asleep, he snuck in a kiss on the top of your head.

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dino / chan

he would definitely want to have a game night at his house! boardgames and snacks, and finishing the night off with a puzzle.

you ordered fried chicken to his house, surprising him. his mouth was agape, so thankful that he didn't have to cook for you (he's a horrible chef). you two happily ate the chicken while talking about funny stories.

#seventeen #seventeen x reader #svt #dk x reader #seokmin x reader #mingyu x reader #minghao x reader #seungkwan x reader #vernon x reader #seventeen fic #svt imagines #svt fanfic #dino x reader #lee seokmin #kim mingyu #xu minghao #boo seungkwan #chwe hansol #lee chan

[janus-cadet]

Tarot Project - N°36

Last drawing of the year, already! Which is why this one has some not-so-necessary holidays vibes.

So! Let's finish this year with one last tarot card, one last Doctor... to maybe start the next year with the new one :>

Here is the 12th Doctor, as the King of Cups!

(He does not have a crown but he has BETTER, he has reindeers Christmas horn like Wilf)

Explanation under the cut, and also, the rest of the Doctor Who cards made so far!

Upright, the King of Cups represents mastery over the realms of emotion. It means you have gained control of your feelings and can accept them without allowing them to get the better of you. Like this Doctor managed to do over the course of his era- going from the lost, gloomy Doctor to the one with, in my opinion, the most compassion, humanity, of all the Doctors. You have reached a form of emotional maturity and stabilty to help you navigate the challenges you face; you have reflected on your past challenges, and drew lessons from them.

(Which allows you to have some of the best speech of the whole show, I mean come on, come on-is it obvious he's one of my fav Doctor?)

You learned to choose an calm approach to problem, like talking, bargaining, before acting. You uses your intellect to make smart decisions, and does not let other circumstances or whims sway you from your central beliefs and morals. Who you are is where you stand, and where you stand... is where you fall. The King of Cups embodies the perfect balance between the executive and the heart. Not only are you able to assess a situation logically, but you can also draw upon your intuition and understanding of human interactions (which you worked veeeery hard on, and congrats, you don't need tiny cue cards for that anymore!). Mostly, the King of Cups upright really fits to the 12th Doctor at the end of his run- a fatherly, mentor figure, who offers wise advice when it comes to feelings (like guiding an old, old friend to redemption...), emotions and relationships- someone who can see the human dynamic in its entirety. It's someone who knows emotions deeply, like the grief of loosing someone, and who can guide other through similar feeling- taking pictures of a long lost mother, because pictures do help, doesn't they? He is compassionate towards others, which he achieved by learning to navigate his strong feelings and emotional triggers. It's a card that acts like a guide through your feelings, and encourages you to look for a sens of peace.

Reversed, the King of Cups fits more the 12th Doctor at the beginning of his run. It means you are focusing your attention on your innermost feelings, discovering emotions stored in your subconscious mind- emotions that are affecting you, perhaps even changing the perception other had of you. The perception you had of yourself. You need to work through them to gain a stronger sens of control over your emotional well-being, so that your feelings don't get the best of you- you are more than a Good Dalek, after all. You may be prone to emotional upset, and you worry you might lose it too easily. Anger is so much more present than it used to be, and you have a hard time controlling it. You may feel moody, and unpredictable. You lack compassion, especially for yourself : you need to find your emotional balance, and your place of calm and compassion. Perhaps it's through the song of someone you once knew? Who knows...

The King of Cups, reversed, is someone who represses ther emotions and are withdrawing from the outside world out of fear of what might happen. At worst, he can represent someone who is vindictive (at least against, like, who knows... the daleks), and is able to punish other through emotional manipulation (don't leave your companion on the moon all alone to make a very freaking hard decision, for example...). It means that if someone in your life showcases this kind of traits, and is unwilling to change, you might need to take some distance from them- like Clara almost did with this Doctor.

And that's it for the last card of the year! Here are all the rest of those I already did through the year- the first almost being three years old, now. I kinda teased who would be the next one...

Have a lovely end of the year, guys, and see you next year! :D

#tarot project #doctor who #dw #12th doctor #12th doctor fanart #peter capaldi #dw 12th #tarot #my art #king of cups #tardis #dw fanart #doctor who fan art #twelve doctor

[remusslove]

Jealousy~ regulus black

You were looking through the gift aisle as regulus was looking through the sweaters before you caught your eye on a girl. She was a bit short, you can tell by the height difference between the shelf’s and her.

She was standing on her tiptoes on the bottom shelf as she was reaching up trying to grab what looked like a pack of gift boxes. You decided to help her out since you knew the employees here don’t have very good customer service.

She let out a hiss of frustration making her lose her balance and fall towards the floor. Luckily you caught her just in time. “Are you ok?” You asked her making her laugh in embarrassment. “Yeah sorry, i was just trying to reach the box up there” she explained pointing towards the small box. You grabbed it off the shelf before handing it to her.

“Thank you so much!” She examined giving you a kiss on the cheek before walking away with a smile on her face. Your eyes widened in suprisement as you walked back to your boyfriend who was currently glaring at you.

“Love I-”you tired to explain before he cut you off. “Whatever let’s go home.” He said with anger laced in his tone.

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The argument lasted about 10 minutes since it was only regulus arguing. Not that you could blame him. “I was just buying a christmas sweater and then I see a girl kissing you on the fucking cheek!” He yelled looking at you with tears in his eyes.

“I know my love, I swear I didn’t expect her to do that. I was just trying to help her.” You said softly making him scoff before crossing his arms. You sighed before leaning down and pressing a kiss on his forehead before hugging him. “How bout we take a nap hm? I know your tired” you suggested making him sigh and nod.

Thankfully you guys were in some comfy clothes. He laid facing towards the bathroom door instead of the wall. “You still mad at me princess?” You asked him poking at his shoulder since he wasn’t facing towards you.

“Shut up.” He said firmly before pulling the blanket up to his chin. “I’ll take that as a yes.” You said before snaking your arm around his waist and pulling him towards your chest.

“Cmon reg, what can I do to make you forgive me hm?” You said placing a kiss on your head. “Not let a girl flirt with you!” He said making you sigh playfully.

“And then you touched her!” He added dramatically making you smirk. “She almost fell love, I was just helping her out” you replied unfazed. “Whatever, she was flirting with you and you know it.” He argued crossing his arms once again.

“M’sorry my baby didn’t know you were so sensitive” you teased hovering over him and beginning to place sweet little kisses on his neck. “Am not! Your just mean.” He tried to argue back before letting out a little gasp as your tongue made contact with his sweet spot.

“I know princess mommy’s so mean isn’t she?” You cooed mockingly making him pout. “Don’t call me that. You know how that makes me feel.” He said as you jumped on top of him.

You placed a bunch of kisses on his face making him squeal before giggling. “Kind of the point love” you commented making him roll his eyes. “Your so fucking beautiful reg.” You whispered in his ear causing his breath to hitch at your tone.

You lips trailed down to his waist leaving hickies he’ll definitely complain about later. You took a deep breath looking at his slutty waist just begging to be held down while you fuck the shit out of him.

Your lips connected making him fight for dominance. You won easily causing him to let out a small moan. Much to his dislike you broke the kiss admiring his enchanting green eyes.

“God I wanna fuck the shit out of you.” You admitted as your eyes trailed down to his happy trail. “Fuck please” he begged wrapping his legs around your waist as his arms were already wrapped around your neck.

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Part two will be posted tomorrow so sorry for the delay I swore I posted it days ago but I just found it hiding in my drafts even though I swore I posted it but it’s probably because tumblr has been glitching on me :(

#sub!regulus black #sub!regulus #sub regulus #sub regulus black #dom!reader #dom reader #karmaswritesforsub!regulus

[nerdyenby]

Orange time :D I’m watching Jojo

TOASTER!!!!!! :DD

Jojo wanting to get Pearl her first win <33

Watching people study ace race is such an experience

Owen be well rested, well fed, and well moisturized and Jojo just being… fine… lol

Jojo’s comms are so iconic and for what

Wait I didn’t realize Owen was pg lmao

This team’s sot is going to be legendary

“I will do anything for everyone” my streamer’s a team player <33

Stupid bodies trying to keep us alive, smh

AIMSEY!!!!! :D

Nooooo Olliegamerz D:

This team top three EASILY come on guys

“Jojo, how would you describe me as a sandkeeper” best in the business baby!!!!

Pocket sand???? Omg genloss reference 👀 /hj

Nooooo purpled D:

It’s so fun seeing so many contestants just coincidentally fighting to the death in water fight

“Turns out all you had to do to make skybattle my favorite game is remove fall damage, remove armor, and remove swords” “-and give everyone guns” “and give everyone guns!!”

“Orange is my name, orange is my game. Get your daily dose of vitamin C”

WHERE ARE YOUR PRONOUNS AIMSEY /j /lh

“Say that I’m giving birth because I am pushing” AIMEEEEE 😭😭😭

“They ‘said what are you wearing’” “Do you want me to kill them?” Jojo that one meme fr

Jojo being ready and willing to kill transphobes is so ally of her

Did Jojo just get two aces back to back??????? And not even bat an eye???? Queen shit

Pearl accidental igl arc, everyone listening to everyone she says as gospel, as they should

This team is so <33333

Aimsey being so excited that they still have their crown is so <3

“I’ve just won, I’ve had one glass on wine, I’m with Pearl, I’m having a beautiful time today” Aimsey’s living xeir best life!!

It’s the smallest thing, but Owen using “they” for Aimsey when he’s not in the call can be something so personal

They’re so funny and for what

“MCC reminds me that time is always passing” SAME

Rocket Spleef

The vocal stimming is strong with this one

Freinds who lose together stay together ig 😂

Owen popping off!!!

False appreciation hour :))

Hole in the Wall

Their comms are so good!!!

These walls do feel trickier but it might just be the map, idk

Aimsey’s popping off!! 4th!!!!!!

This team is so well balanced, they’re wild

Skybattle

I love this team so much, they’re simultaneously chill and stressed but like in a fun way

That border is so fast what

JOJO OH MY GOSH!!!!! /pos

Aimsey is such a good hypeman :))

TWELVE KILLLLLLLSSSSSSS

Can’t believe she’s the only person ever <333

Jojo and Ran <333

Meltdown

Pearl taking charge my beloved :))

“Pearl, you’re my hero” so true Jojo!!!

Aimsey going absolutely wild!!!!

I figured it out!!!! This team is super good at listening to each other, they keep comms clear while having good banter. The respect they have for each other both as players and as people is so evident in how they talk to and treat each other and it’s just so <333

Omg that was so silly of them

“That was kinda funny” “It was kinda funny” so true!!!

Aimsey is so freaking funny and for what, their humor is so under appreciated

THATS MY TEAM!!!!! LOOK AT THEM GO!!!!!!!

“I feel very safe in Pearl’s guidance” Owen’s so real for that, honestly

Jojo’s screams when Aimsey fell were so /pos

Them shouting at Jojo to go in without them

“All my friends are dead 😢” lol

OWEN AND PEARL!!!!!!

Them hyping each other up and being so happy for each other up means everything

“I’m gonna go kiss my girlfriend, be right back” “okay, alright, go brag about it” they’re everything, actually

Jojo thanking Pearl for being igl and telling her how good a job she did <333

This team is just so soft and encouraging and trusting, I love them so much you guys

Aimsey truly is the swiftie of all time

Battle Box

Strategy time :))

Jojo getting hard targeted rip

Good round against purple there!!!

This map is very rough, even when watching teams that are doing well it still feels bad a lot of the time

Double trouble is over now, it can’t hurt you anymore

“I’m so close to writing a twitlonger about that map” Aimsey my beloved lmao

“If we skip sands of time I’m babyraging, I’m saying this now” “Babyraging? I’m full on raging, I don’t even care” my streamers are so based

Ace Race

I love Aimsey so much you guys

Jojo and Owen top 3 and 4?!?!!!!!

First and second?!!??!!! Orange 33 supremacy!!!!!!!

Pearl’s little giggle at Owen’s pun killed me actually /pos

Pete appreciation hour <333

“ASSHOL- I mean… butthole” nice save

That exact tie is wild tho

“Bottom ten” “or: top thirty” Owen my beloved

Aimsey popping off!!! Don’t be hard on yourself king, you’re killing it <33

“The M in MCC stands for misogynist” Aimsey is the funniest person on the planet actually

Grid Runners

Best game time :))

Owen being so excited to learn new minecraft mechanics is so /pos

They’re so smooth with it!!!!

This run is a piece of art holy crap

That redstone room kinda got them but they figured it out really well considering I don’t think any of them are super familiar with redstone

Oh my gosh their running commentary of the score breakdown was so freaking funny

Punctuation matters lmao

“Hold on, I’m just gonna- dear Taylor Swift, please may we play sands of time today, amen” AIMSEY

Sands of Time

Owen, hon, it’s eleven and it does not matter /lh

Aimsey is such a good sandkeeper you guys

Incredible comms, amazing vibes, I love them so much

“No worries… a little bit worried, but it’s ok” I love Owen

NOOOOOOOOO SO CLOSEEEEEE

They did so good tho ;-;

Pearl 21st individual!!! That’s my girl!!!!

Owen and Pearl synchronized reassurance <333

Dodgebolt

“All the glory, none of the pressure” so true Owen

“We consistently defied expectations” MCC Reddit is sexist as hell, I predicted y’all third because I’m always right and have never been wrong ever /hj

“I don’t know who I need to bribe to get Aimsey as a sandkeeper again but I would- I would sell my house” OWEN BASED

Aimsey getting the appreciation they deserve 💗💕💗💗💕💕💗💕💗💗💕💗💗

I entirely thought Aimsey said captain crunch lmao

Ok I don’t like Sapnap for several reasons (rancid vibes, toxic as hell, bffs with a racist and a groomer) and I’m not a fan of Punz either but Ponk being the first Black player to win MCC is huge and also disgusting that it’s taken 33 events, so happy for them and Gumi too <3

This team was amazing, I love them so much

Pearl I love you so much, please be kind to yourself, you’re incredible and don’t be hard on yourself <333

Oli and Jojo are everything, actually

“I want proof of one person who put you guys low” “Callum put us in 8th!!” “Callum is stupid, bro!!!!” Cpk slander is never not funny to me, I love that guy but he’s a fool /pos

#mc championship #mcc 33 #jojosolos #aimseytv #owengejuicetv #pearlescentmoon #nerdy’s mcc reactions #cw caps #cw swearing

[klutzyroses]

hello! this is my first time requesting you so i'm a little nervous haha! can i request a very clumsy mc? btw i enjoy reading your hcs! they're so fun to read! have a lovely day/night!

No need to be nervous, anon, thank you for your request and your kind words. Have a lovely day💖

IkeVamp HCs: Clumsy Reader

How do they handle a very clumsy s/o?

Suitors: Napoleon, Leonardo, Dazai, Sebastian

Napoleon

Napoleon quickly developed a need to protect her when he saw what a danger she was to herself.

Honestly, he was a little concerned that it might not be entirely safe to let her out of his sight.

That was his thought when he saw his nunuche lose her balance and faceplant into the floor.

Thank goodness the floor is carpeted...

He puts her back on her feet and checks her over for injuries, of which she has none, thankfully. He is met with her soft embarrassed smile.

"Hihi, thank you Napoleon, I'm fine now."

She says before walking barely 4 steps, stumbling on the carpet and then faceplanting again.

Holding back the urge to face-palm, he picks her up like a doll.

"Geez, nunuche, watch where you're going before you put yourself in the hospital."

He squeezes her sides ticklishly, he can't help but tease her, but its kind of cute, though he would worry more about her hurting herself, despite how endearing her clumsiness could be.

Leonardo

He found it a little amusing that his Cara mia could so easily trip on flat surfaces.

Part of it may be his fault. After all, half the time, she was tripping on him when he was asleep.

A fact she often rebuked him for, despite always falling on him. Continuously. Without fail.

Not that he minded. He thought it was sweet, besides, he would always be there to break her fall. Always.

"Waaah!"

And there she goes again. She was splayed all over his back, face buried in his shoulder blades, jolting his from his nap.

She was no heavier than a kitten to him, so she honestly hadn't caused him any injury whatsoever. Not that it stopped her from fretting.

"Relax, Cara mia, this isn't exactly the worst accident, hm?"

He turns over from under her and coils an arm around her waist, keeping her close to him and refusing to let her get up.

Dazai

He couldn't help but feel more endeared to Y/N because of her remarkable ability to hurt herself doing nothing.

That's not to say he enjoys seeing her fall or hurt herself, but he finds it cute that she can barely walk without either stumbling or bumping into something. Especially when she makes such adorable noises.

"Eek!"

Yes, just like that.

He catches her seamlessly as she trips over thin air, one arm around her waist as she faces downwards, towards the ground she was about to acquaint herself with.

"S...Sorry..."

Her sheepish apology is met with his fond laughter as he puts her upright, but doesn't let her go, instead opting to pull her even closer.

"No apologies needed, my love. My my, what an adorably clumsy girl you are~"

He can't help but tease her as he nuzzles her rosy cheek, feeling another affectionate chuckle leave him when he feels her blush.

Sebastian

He could feel a slight headache coming on as he hears a crash of china or glass and her pained yelp.

Oh Y/N...

He loved her, oh how he loved her, deeply, wholly and truly....but...

He fears that by the end of the month, either one of the following might happen;

Y/N wound up dead or in a coma.

Or there would no longer be any dishes in tact within the kitchen.

Or both.

He walks into the kitchen to find the adorable klutz sitting on the floor, amidst broken china as she rubs her poor backside, which endured the fall. She has the cutest, but upset pout on her lips, which deepens when she spots him, starting to fumble with apologies and rushing to fix it, only to be lifted to her feet as he sits her on the bench.

"I think it'd be best for the plates, and yourself if I took care of it. Before you break something of yours next time."

He pats her head, silently letting her know it was fine before getting right to it. In the end, as long as she wasn't hurt, he could overlook a few dozen broken plates...

🌸

#ikemen vampire #ikevamp #ikevamp napoleon #ikevamp leonardo #ikevamp dazai #ikevamp sebastian #ikemen vampire headcanons #ikevamp headcanons

[cressida-jayoungr]

Only Dreaming of Peace

(Note: I am neither the original author nor the translator of this piece. It is a favorite post from my LiveJournal days. The original post, by LiveJournal user Lilan14, can be found here.)

I know I still have my vacation report to finish, but that will have to wait, as I saw this wonderful real-life story in one of my LJ friends' journal. It was originally posted to ru_cats, a Russian cat-lover comm, by a mystery book writer, and her style is just as excellent as the story itself. So, sit back and enjoy! Oh, and make sure you're not eating or drinking something while at it, for your own safety...

The translation is mine.

Only Dreaming of Peace...

I've been recently asked to post to LJ a story of uneven struggle of Man with Cat for the right to sleep where they want, without the risk of dying shamefully underneath a cat's butt. I am doing this and hiding it behind the cut. Let it stay here as a reminder to posterity and the desperate ones who will decide to get a Maine Coon and a bed with a wide headboard.

Part One

Dear ru_cats people, I am here asking for advice.

There's a cat. The cat weighs ten kilograms. There's a bed. The bed has a tall soft headboard 10 to 15 cm wide. There are also the cat's owners, who sleep on the bed.

At night, the cat leaps onto the headboard and walks on it. The cat has a night promenade. However, since the cat was a cow in the previous life and transferred certain peculiarities to his present incarnation, during his fourth or fifth go he loses his balance and plops down. If I'm lucky, the cat lands beside me. If I'm not, the ten kilograms of the cat land onto my head, and always butt-first, for some reason.

Question: how to make the cat drop the habit?

Have already tried:

duct tape spread on the headboard. (As a result, we spent half the night taking them off the crazed cat, nearly scalping him).

the cat's hated smell of ylang-ylang. (The cat didn't care it was hated).

tangerine peel in large amounts (The cat swept the peel onto my head in disgust, following it in the process).

What else can be done? I've already slept with spray under my pillow. The cat runs away, then comes back.

The cat's picture enclosed for realizing the scope of the problem:

Part Two

Two days ago, I posted this cry for help to the comm: http://ru-cats.livejournal.com/19218540.html Got a lot of replies. Two were used at once. Reporting as promised.

I like simple and easily implemented ideas. That's why the suggestions to attach a shelf to the bed, to the cat, to my head, so that it would be comfy for him to fall onto, were postponed.

First I took six balloons from the kid, inflated them and placed them between the wall and the bed. It all looked very pretty. Husband and I admired them and went to bed.  

In the middle of the night, there was a bang. In my sleep, I thought husband had shot the cat (even though the only weapon in our house is a water pistol). When the lights were turned on, the cat was sitting on the floor amidst bits of a blue balloon, squinting disapprovingly. He got kicked, the balloons were moved, and we went to bed again. This was our strategic error, proving how little we knew about cats.

He exploded two more balloons about twenty minutes later and ran away, making derisive sounds. Husband insisted that I take everything away and be done with experiments for the night. While I was putting the balloons away, the cat sneaked up to the largest one and smacked it with his paw.

Results: minus four balloons, minus two hours of sleep, minus eight meters of nerve fiber per two adults. Plus cat entertainment.

Then we went for Plan B. The entire headboard was covered with several layers of foil, so it would rustle loudly. I assured husband he could now sleep in peace: the cat would definitely be afraid to step onto the foil.

Well, I was almost right. The cat showed up a couple of hours later, when we were asleep. He jumped onto the foil from the wardrobe. The foil rustled, the cat freaked out, leapt into the air and fell onto husband.

Results: minus ten meters of foil, minus forty drops of sedative per two adults. Plus cat entertainment.

This is how he was looking at us in the morning, while we were trying to make breakfast with shaking hands.

I will try the shelf tomorrow.

Part Three

After the foil and the balloons failed, I started to think in a different direction: how not to let the cat into the bedroom at night.

First I used cat repellent. Unfortunately, the cat did not get it was repellent. However, husband did; he winced, sniffed and finally asked me to air the room. So I now have husband repellent; if anyone needs it, I can share.

The washbowl full of water turned out to be just as stupid. We placed it counting on the cat splashing in it and forgetting the bed (he loves water).

We had counted half-correctly: the cat did splash, but he didn't forget the bed. At night, he hopped back to us, shaking wet paws. In my sleep, I thought he had twenty-two of them. He used ten to step on my face, the rest to run on the sheets. Finally, he kissed husband soundly on the nose, nuzzling him with a wet face dripping with water.

After that husband said screw the interior, he agreed to the shelf.

In the evening, he brought a polished board, spent two hours with it, cursed the innocent bed, and, finally, attached it. I wanted to say that I preferred the cat rather than that thing falling onto us (no one would get from under it alive). But I looked at husband's face and decided to keep it to myself. Okay, I thought, so we'll sleep with it one night, and then I'll take it off.

In addition, the kid ran it before bedtime and left her toys on it. I waved it aside and didn't scold her, because I was thinking which relative to pick to raise our child, should we be buried under the shelf.

(I have to say my worries were silly: as it turned out, husband did a quality job with it.)

In the middle of the night, the cat stepped onto the shelf. He strolled nonchalantly halfway along the shelf and touched one of the toys with his paw.

It turned out to be an interactive Zhu Zhu Pets hamster.

From the touch of a cat paw, the hamster turned on. It cried out cheerfully "Abuzuuuuuuuuuzyyyyyy!" and ran toward the cat, glowing with love.

I would gladly tell you about what happened next. But I won't lie: we didn't see it. And we didn't see the cat until morning. The hamster reached the edge of the shelf and committed suicide lemming-style, jumping off a rock into the full washbowl.

Result: we took off the shelf. We have a guard hamster sitting on the headboard now. The cat does not go into the room. If he happens to notice the hamster through the open door, he swells to manul size and retreats in horror.

Here is our hero and rescuer:

#cats #funny #funny cats #maine coon #zhu zhu pets #epic stories #cat stories #humor #cat humor

[cawthorntales]

Spent the past few days creating my own occult type. Below is their lore. As well as Emotio's I made as gifts for friends and will be sending to them. Note: None of you are obligated to use them. I just felt like doing something. I'll be sending the sims out in the coming week.

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Emotio's are born when a human or an occult feels an emotion so strongly they can't contain it. The energy from that emotion travels on the winds and settles in the forest home of the Emotio. Where it becomes a Emotio based on the emotion that brought it to life.

Emotio's are immune to illness and injury. They live to be 120 years old. Emotio's reflect the emotion that gave them life. And when around non Emotio's they can make people feel that emotion. Young Emotio's have a hard time controlling this power. So they practice until they master it. Emotio's powers don't work on other Emotio.

Emotio's are able to reproduce and make children. In Emotio to Emotio pairings the child will be a emotion type based on whichever parent carried the child. In human/occult to Emotio relationships the child has a fifty percent chance to be a Emotio and will always be the same type as the Emotio parent. Male and female Emotio can get pregnant.

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Lust Emotio: Thiago was born from a strong feeling of lust experienced by a vampire. He's hot and he knows it. He has never been one to settle down with one person. Like most Lust Emotio. But maybe that will all change if he meets the right person? Thiago is interested in all people. He doesn't restrict himself to genders. He can make those around him feel incredible lust using his powers. However he believes in consent and never does this without getting their permission first. He is for @stargazer-sims

Love Emotio: Philip was born from a strong feeling of love experienced by a human. He loves love and all that entails. Like most Love Emotio he falls into it easily. He can make those around him feel incredible feelings of love using his powers. He controls his power very well. Being a Love Emotio doesn't guarantee and easy time in the romance department. Love is a fickle thing and difficult. Maybe his luck will finally change? He is for @drudragonrose

Sorrow Emotio: Mary was born from a strong feeling of sorrow experienced by a werewolf who lost family to hunters. Like most Sorrow Emotio it is very hard for her to control her powers and she often causes humans and occults to feel extreme sorrow. She prefers to be alone due to this. Maybe she will meet someone who can help her control her powers and build a life? She is for @wannabecatwriter

Joy Emotio: Lilly was born from a strong feeling of joy experienced by new parents. Like most Joy Emotio they love using their power to bring Joy to others. And like most Joy Emotio they focus on others over themself. Maybe they will meet someone who can help them find a balance? They are for @wastelandwhisperer

Anger Emotio: Devin was born from a strong feeling of anger felt by a betrayed Merman. Devin like most Anger Emotio has a hard time controlling his temper. He tries to rein it in and not hurt others with his words. But he can't help it. He can control his powers, but when he himself is in a mood he loses control and all humans and occults around him experience great anger. Maybe he can meet the one who can tame his temper? He is for @sparkiekong

Happy Emotio: Rose was born from a strong feeling of happiness from a successful first date between a new couple. Rose like most Happy Emotio thinks it is easy to be happy. She feels great using her powers to make others happy and she doesn't understand why they can't make themselves happy. She has her entire life planned out. Will she meet someone to share it with? She is for @sweetpyxels

Jealous Emotio: Bill was born from a strong feeling of jealousy in an insecure relationship. Bill has full control of his powers. Life hasn't been easy for him. Like most Jealous Emotio even though he can control his powers. He can't control his own feelings and often gets jealous of the small things. Which leads to him losing control of his powers and makes everyone near him jealous. Will he meet someone who can help? He is for @dandylion240

[lumine-no-hikari]

Dear Sephiroth: (a letter to a fictional character, because why not) #108

J is sick with food poisoning today, most likely from the pizza he ate at the nearby Stewart's Shop. We have a lot of Stewart's Shops where I live; they're kind of a local chain. This will be the second time he has gotten sick from this particular shop's pizza, though. It's not normal; I should probably let someone there know that food safety procedures are not being properly followed.

J spent most of this morning exploding from both ends. Then after that he was sleeping. M and I went to the store to grab him up some Pedialyte (this is an electrolyte drink where I live; it's important to replenish fluids and electrolytes when you're losing them so rapidly). I also got him some coconut water. If I was a little less scatterbrained, I would have remembered to get him some applesauce. But I didn't. I kinda feel like an idiot, but I don't have to pay that any heed; it's just leftover noisy thoughts from a time when I would have been called inconsiderate, stupid, and uncaring for forgetting, and I don't have to kneel to that sort of thing anymore.

I used the coconut water to make J some cream of rice. When someone is sick, it's important to make sure they get at least a little bit of food that has easily accessible nutrients in it. Rice has a lot of starches that are easily accessible and metabolized by the body, and coconut water has a variety of useful nutrients in it. I seasoned it with a little cinnamon, nutmeg, allspice, and ginger. The ginger is there to help soothe the stomach a little, and the rest are there just because he thinks those things taste good. I then added a bit of honey (to keep his blood sugar levels from plummeting) and just a little molasses (rich in minerals) and Himalayan salt (for the iron). I served it with a little bit of yogurt on the side for a little protein and some probiotics to help balance out any disruption to his intestinal flora as a result. I'll show you a few pictures…

He ate a little, but he wasn't able to keep it down - not yet. But maybe that's not so bad; some of the offending pizza came out along with it, and that's probably for the better. Sometimes when the body ingests something bacteria-laden, the best option for it is to purge it, for better or for worse.

He slept for a long time. I kept watch just in case he needed anything. Meanwhile, I wrote things - mostly mundane descriptions of various sorts. Nothing to write home about, but even if it was, I still can't tell you yet, because it isn't done. It probably won't be done for a VERY long time, even if I work steadily for 8 hours every day; I have to do everything from scratch, and I don't have anyone helping me. I'm sorry about that…

J is now awake and he seems to be feeling marginally better. I'm still going to keep watch; that's what you do when someone you care about is sick. I am nearby just in case he needs anything. I am nearby, paying attention, so that I can know what he needs before he even has to ask.

Oh. I also forgot to mention. We had a small earthquake today. Apparently, there was a 4.8-magnitude earthquake somewhere in Tewksbury, New Jersey. By the time the wiggles from that reached where I live, it was enough to shake my house just a little (what a weird feeling!), but not enough to break anything or cause anything to fall down. Mostly it just felt like my whole house was withstanding a very strong breeze for about 30 seconds.

The epicenter was here, I guess:

Curious, I pulled it up on Google Maps just to see what the area looked like; I put a pin at about (but not exactly; I'm probably more than a little off!) the location of the epicenter:

...I kinda wanna go over there, but I'm not really sure why. And, for sure, I don't wanna go over there badly enough to make a 2-hour-and-43-minute (probably longer because I adhere strictly to the speed limit, no matter who tailgates me; D was killed by a speeder...) car trip by myself over there. Still, I hope everyone over there is safe...

Hey, Sephiroth? Have you ever had food poisoning? If you have, I hope someone was nearby to help you through it; it's thoroughly unpleasant stuff. The food poisoning part definitely sucks, but the part where someone loves you and cares about you enough to help you until it's over is pretty swell, I think. If you've not experienced the second part there, I hope you get to experience it someday soon.

I am still on watch, so I am going to write more descriptions of things.

I love you. I'll write again soon. Please stay safe…

Your friend, Lumine

#sephiroth #ThankYouFFVIIDevs #ThankYouFF7Devs #ThankYouSephiroth #final fantasy vii #final fantasy 7 #ff7 #ffvii #final fantasy vii crisis core #final fantasy 7 crisis core #final fantasy crisis core #ffvii crisis core #ff7 crisis core #crisis core #ff7r #final fantasy vii remake #final fantasy 7 remake #ffvii remake #ff7 remake #final fantasy vii rebirth #final fantasy 7 rebirth #ffvii rebirth #ff7 rebirth #final fantasy 7 ever crisis #ffvii ever crisis #ff7 ever crisis #ffvii first soldier #food poisoning #earthquake #wholesome

[noaltbruh]

💀 and 🍭 for Bucciarati?

Ohhh good choice! Bucciarati surely is a popular fella among requesters, I can see why 😏

Link to main event :)

💀 How would they react to meeting their S/O's parents?

You'll be just fine, my friend. Bruno is a gentleman at heart, he's refined, and knows how to get people to like him easily. There's this sort of aura around him that just lets you know he's a good person.

So, even though the perspective of meeting your parents still worries him slightly, he will not let his uncertainty show no matter what. Bucciarati will ask you multiple questions about your parents in order to plan everything he is going to say or do.

He will be incredibly polite and gentle, he won't get touchy with you and will make a couple of compliments here and there, but not too much, in order not to make them think that he's just doing it to please them.

He'll insist on helping in the kitchen or in any other way possible, he'll make sure to show them his best traits and ambitions maybe leaving the mafia part out, to prove them that he's worthy of you.

But he'll also make sure to show interest in them and avoid making the conversation solely about him, balance is key.

🍭How easy is it to fluster them?

Quite hard, I won't be lying to you. Bruno the type of person that rarely ever loses his cool and composure, he finds enjoyment in provoking and flirting with you, rather than being the one who is getting teased.

Even if you tried to get him flustered, it will be no easy job for sure, because there is a very high chance that he will:

A- tell you it's not the appropriate time if you're on a mission.

B- tease you back, which is going to most likely end with you falling for your own trap.

If you really want to see him embarrassed, you'll have to wait until the two of you are alone, preferably at home. Maybe he's coming back from a long day of work and is feeling tired.

He might be too exhausted to keep up with your flirting, and something a bit more provocative could lead to some blush on his cheeks~

#jojo #jojo's bizarre adventure #vento aureo #jjba golden wind #jojo vento aureo #jjba part 5 #jojo's bizzare adventure vento aureo #buccigang #jojo golden wind #200 followers event #jjba x reader #bruno x reader #bruno bucciarati x reader #bucciarati bruno #bucciarati x reader #buccellati x reader #bruno buccellati #jjba bucciarati #jjba bruno #bruno jjba #brunobucciarati #bruno jojo #bucci gang x reader #bucci gang headcanons #bucci gang

[fucc-yeah-regretevator]

2nd regretevator oc!!

-Basic info-

Name: Snowfrost (or Snow/Frost for short) Gender + Pronouns: Non-binary (he/they) Age: 19 (same age as Lampert in my headcanon) Sexuality: Panromantic + Aceflux + Queerplatonic Species: ???

-Relationships-

Family: Wallter (adoptive father), Mannequin Mark (adoptive father technically-), Lampert (adoptive brother) Friends: Lampert, Gnarpy (one-sided on Snowfrost's part), Wallter, Poob, Dr Retro, Split, Infected, Enphoso (kind of) Enemies: Gnarpy (one-sided on Gnarpy's side), MR Love interest(s)?: None

-Other Info-

They have a 50% chance of entering the elevator on the Snowy Slope level. They can exit on these levels: Backrooms, Shop Space, Slide 4 Admin, Tumblr Ballpit, Two Stud Camp.

He grew up too fast mentally when he was around 13, so he likes to act immature and young, about the same as he did when he was 10-12. He finds it kinda comforting to act like a kid again.

Genetically, he's Russian.

He is 4'7.

He can have a mixed accent, or switch between different accents. The switch or mix is involuntary. He can have a British accent (from being raised by Wallter), an American accent (bc idk), or a russian accent (from his birth parents and stuff).

Lampert and Snow are about the same age (they're both 19 in my headcanon), but Snow is significantly shorter and he acts a lot less mature.

He was really shy at ages 13-17 and he had anxiety from when he was 14 up until he 18.

He's very smol, shorter that Gnarpy (i headcanon Gnarpy as like 4'9) even though he's 19 yrs old.

they have a very high tolerance of the cold, and what would normally feel like being stuck in a freezer from some ppl would prob just feel like a normal winter breeze to them. But because of that, he also gets hot easily, and normal warm weather would prob feel like a heat wave to him.

He often refers to Wallter as "Papa," since Wallter adopted him at age 8 after he was abandoned in the snow by his birthparents.

He once tasted an alcoholic drink belonging to his birthmother when he was 3 out of curiosity, but he thought it was icky and he hasn't drank anything alcoholic since then.

He's really good at snowball fights, and will almost always win.

He would probably try skateboarding with Kasper/infected, but end up losing balance and falling off the skateboard literally every 30 seconds.

First meeting with Wallter: Wallter came across Snow sitting in the snow by themselves, and they weren't wearing anything warm (just a t-shirt, shorts and some boots). Wallter gave Snow his scarf, but Snow returned it, claiming he wasn't cold. Wallter asked Snow "Where's your parents, little guy?" Snow responded with "I don't know, they kinda just left me here. I think I blended in with the snow." Wallter said to them "Oh dear.. how long have they been gone, little one?" Snow responds "I think about 4 or 5 days.." Wallter then picks Snow up, adopting him.

-Looks/Reference-

in game:

stylized:

#minimal additions to the stylized vers... #regretevator oc #roblox regretevator #regretevator