#[encounters]

[galina]

This year me and J are protecting one day a week to create things, and we're holding each other to the promise of creativity.

Spent my first creative day at the Giacometti and Mona Hatoum exhibition at the Barbican – I'd wanted to go for ages but had put it off. It was a small exhibition but really brilliant, a perfect morsel to start the year with. Especially loved the glass works which felt somatic, held intense movement, yet also completely static. Sat in the library after and finished some drawings then met J fresh out for the recording studio for a cinema date at the Garden.

[inhuman-archivist]

A sharp knock comes from Jon's office door, followed by two equally impatient ones.

- @lightning-bastard

If it weren't for Jon's already scarred nerves, on top of his quite memorable history with spiders and doors and knocking, he might have been completely immune to the sudden, loud demands made on his office door. As it was, Jon felt the urge to smother his anxiety in something terse and frustrated.

❝ What do you want? People usually just barge right in. ❞

[ @lightning-bastard ]

[roennq]

Moments: 8/x Foggy discovers Matt is the masked man ↪ "Where's Matt? What'd you do to him?"

[mystepmomspanksme]

First Meeting

We had chatted, exchanged e-mails and phone calls and pics (me in my boxer shorts). She agreed to meet and I had given her a few reasons to spank me, both things I'd done that I could be punished for and behaviors I needed to avoid in the future.

In some way, the look on her face when I walked up to where she was sitting told me that I would be spanked very hard indeed and I wasn't wrong.

[vigilantsycamore]

Obviously the amount of realism you put in a D&D game is entirely up to you (and everyone else at your table), but I will say that if a particular monster is attacking the party because it wants to eat them, it would almost certainly try to run away and look for a less dangerous food source once the players do enough damage to it. I'd say that reducing it to half its max HP should be enough to get it to change its goals from "eating the party" to "running away"

(If I'm a big monster and I take a fireball to the face, the weedy little twink that threw it is not gonna be a good enough meal to justify the risk of that happening again)

Two exceptions to this would be if 1. it can't run away, for whatever reason, or 2. it's already starving... and if it's the latter, consider how that would affect its appearance and abilities. And whether any of the PCs might be able to notice those effects

And if the monster has a motivation other than "want food" then it might operate differently - and might have different conditions for ending the fight. For instance, a monster that's trying to chase the party away from its den will back off once they're far away enough; gods know what might happen if it keeps chasing you and leaves the den unguarded

A monster that's sapient and has Sapient Being Reasons for wanting to kill the party... is a person and thus can potentially be reasoned with. The DC may be high, but it's possible

The only time there wouldn't be a realistic way to get the monster to back off until either it or the party dropped dead is when that monster was specifically created to kill. Maybe kill anything it came across, maybe kill the party specifically, point is that if its main objective is anything else you can get it to back off by fulfilling that objective

[dreaminginthedeepsouth]

Guernica, Picasso, Madrid Reina Sofia Museum

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“Look around you--there are people around you. Maybe you will remember one of them all your life and later eat your heart out because you didn't make use of the opportunity to ask him questions. And the less you talk, the more you'll hear. Thin strands of human lives stretch from island to island of the Archipelago. They intertwine, touch one another for one night only in just such a clickety-clacking half-dark car as this and then separate once and for all. Put your ear to their quiet humming and the steady clickety-clack beneath the car. After all, it is the spinning wheel of life that is clicking and clacking away there.” ― Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn, The Gulag Archipelago 1918–1956

[spankingwishes2]

Watching

She had been showing, at best, moderate interest in me, and I'm probably flattering myself, I wasn't very likely to ever see her again.

Then she watched Mrs. Simmons give me a very long spanking, one that started out with her hand, very tolerable, but grew into standard kicking-and-crying hairbrush discipline. I had no secrets from anybody at that point.

She literally left a puddle on the chair she was watching from and when I was finally allowed out of the corner she displayed considerable interest that had not been there earlier.

It took her a long time before she asked when I'd be ready to be spanked again.