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thinking again about vampirism as disability

Question: What is the greatest magic of all? Answer: Friendship, right? [B]: The greatest magic of all is not friendship, it's chronomancy, the ability to control and warp time. If friendship were the greatest magic, look, it's a pet peeve of mine (...)

DUNGEON MASTER BRENNAN LEE MULLIGAN ANSWERS DnD QUESTIONS (TECH SUPPORT | WIRED)

Anyone wanna be fwb (fuckin wizards babey) ?

portrait of god

(highly inspired by the short horror film of the same title by dylan clark on youtube)

i love a character who can't stop dying. bitch you JUST got better what do you MEAN you died again. that's the fifth time this week

Me if I was different from how I am

Love love love characters that present themselves as emotionally open social butterflies but the more you see of them the more obvious it is that they’re the most closed off fuckers in the story. Sure, they want to help you with your personal problems and messy emotions, but if you turn that shit back on them, they’ll shut down or deflect every time. Why are you sticking your nose in their business anyway? It’s not like it matters. They’re not a person, they’re just a role being played. They’re the guy who fixes things and saves people. Please ignore the man behind the mask, he’s fine. Everything’s fine.

Beware, friend

story by @yeehawpim and illustrated by @rvicta

everyone got that one homie who hasn't been whole since the incident

please, please, please forget-me-not

love when theres a character whose entire existence is spoiler tagged by default. go behind the curtain boy

look I understand why people would be compelled by the amulet, but that’s just not the kind of thing I would do. if I had the amulet it wouldn’t even effect me even slightly. actually, if you hand over the amulet right now right this second I can prove to you how uneffected I will be. just for a second

u can count on me to do the wrong thing

😐 ........ (says nothing but the force of my emotion throws everyone backwards 20 feet)

i really like in fiction when they're like oh no!!! the bad guys are about to win!!! and Character Who Keeps Trying To Sacrifice Themself For The Greater Good is like. gentlemen i have an idea

everyone had that one guy at their wizard school said edgy shit like "dark magic is just misunderstood, not evil" that ended up wanted in three countries for necromancy

lol i tricked you i actually have no soul or interiority. my actions are merely a hollow imitation of a complete being. and you totally fell for it too

Why did the narrative just hiss at me

there are so many things on gods green earth that are not platonic but are also not romantic. the erotic, the familial, the unconditional, weird codependency, weird codependency (hatred edition), etc. let us all broaden our horizons

big fan of when a character is a vengeful ghost but they're not even dead

lol i tricked you i actually have no soul or interiority. my actions are merely a hollow imitation of a complete being. and you totally fell for it too

He was as tall as he was tall, and his eyes were the color they were. To describe his hair one would say that he had some. His face had all the features you'd expect, and none of the ones you wouldn't. "There he is," people would often say of him, but only when he was there. And they were right.

god dammit, just battled an ancient evil too powerful to defeat alongside my heroic allies and now they're all talking about "locking it away" and "binding it in a vessel" we are soooooo fucked

you guys will seriously believe anything on the Internet huh? you really think this amulet is controlling me? ive always had this aura. been sacrificing people since i could walk. this guy loves the suffering. i mean i love the suffering.

The veil is thick here..... I sense fuck all

i was trying to make a meme but i fucked up the audio layering and

truly some people have no genre savviness whatsoever. A girl came back from the dead the other day and fresh out of the grave she laughed and laughed and lay down on the grass nearby to watch the sky, dirt still under her nails. I asked her if she’s sad about anything and she asked me why she should be. I asked her if she’s perhaps worried she’s a shadow of who she used to be and she said that if she is a shadow she is a joyous one, and anyway whoever she was she is her, now, and that’s enough. I inquired about revenge, about unfinished business, about what had filled her with the incessant need to claw her way out from beneath but she just said she’s here to live. I told her about ghosts, about zombies, tried to explain to her how her options lie between horror and tragedy but she just said if those are the stories meant for her then she’ll make another one. I said “isn’t it terribly lonely how in your triumph over death nobody was here to greet you?” and she just looked at me funny and said “what do you mean? The whole world was here, waiting”. Some people, I tell you.

if you want to find love stop using dating apps and go and get brainwashed or possessed so someone has to fight you and tearfully beg you to recognize them and fight against the control you're under because they know this isn't the real you or something