#craftlands

[shadowthian]

"you just want to force people to create the House" his title was the Architect i really think more people should be forcing him to create the House actually ~@betweenlands

OKAY, YES, TRUE AND FAIR. he SHOULD be making the House. also tbf i WAS lowkey just envisioning Squiddo's House of horrors and now im imagining- post cancelled, From The Fog is in there, you ARE trying to survive the endless winter and Herobrine. hell world hell world hell world (said with increasing glee)

[headspaceconversations]

cait: i am a master of psychological manipulation.

expy: you are nineteen.

Things every single edgy 19 year old ever has believed about themselves since the dawn of time.

[tilthedayidice]

would love to see a character palette for my undead pact warlock Arcturus Berchtold :3

arcturus is from lamordia! they're traveling the domains of dread alongside the Carnival and work as a general diplomat/negotiator. their patron is azalin rex, who is frankly a weird combination of unnerved and impressed by them. in terms of personality they're polite and composed and that's pretty much the only things they'll let themself be. a Lot of repressed emotions otherwise.

combat wise: their pact weapon is a bayonet rifle, and they're somehow the party tank. they use form of dread and armor of agathys a lot, partly for temperature regulation. their most commonly used spell is Suggestion and it is usually done as friendly fire to get someone to do what they want. it has worked on at least one darklord.

one time someone had to cast Horrid Wilting twice on them to kick them out of a dream because it didn't kill them the first time. they were level 3 and did not have temp hp.

I wasn't sure about this blue set, but I think its does add that softness I was going for!

Dice Envy Hanahaki

Dice Envy Eureka

Dice Envy Planeshift

FanRoll Blue Flash

Eclispse Dice Stardust

HD Dice Opalescent Black/Red

Q-Workshop Dice Macabre

[every-character-ever-poll]

trick or treat!

Your blorbo is Ivypool from Warrior Cats! Happy Halloween!

[thisplacewillgrow]

knocks on your door. special raquest do you have ngva dust dont breathe this

OF COURSE I DO

i sadly dont have the actual item but sometime i do want to see if we still have the sadia world somewhere so i can wander and take screenshots

[redstone-sun]

[runs up to your door gasping for breath] SORRY I'M LATE I HAD HOMEWORK. trick or treat just kidding even your tricks are treats because you are super cool [passes out and ragdolls like a dead dark souls enemy]

HIII SOLAR MY FRIEND SOLAR special treat :)

guess who

[supercantaloupe]

hi. guess who just watched the first episode of magic and misfits yesterday and is seriously considering navigating the hell that is free trials even though they don't have the money to pay for dropout. it's us. good friggin series. strong-ass hook

omg sick. tbh misfits and magic is not my favorite d20 season but the cast is very hard not to fall in love with and if you like stories with fun magic that also dunk hard on h*rry p*tter it Can't be beat

[daekie]

HI DAEKIE can we get an uhhhh 🌼 + free choice just make some shit up

send me a flower emoji + a character name, and i’ll make up a fic about them that doesn’t exist and include a snippet from that nonexistent fic!

animal femurs ascribed to saints who never existed -- a canon-divergent retelling of the Silver Snow route of Fire Emblem: Three Houses (taking a lot of notes and beats from Three Hopes!) that focuses on byleth eisner and rhea, or: the way i think this route should have gone. i have very rough notes for the entire plot of this thing actually lmao and maybe one day i will write it

“Stand down,” Rhea snarls, and she forces it through her teeth in a way that barely sounds human. It makes sense. She barely feels human, right now, is as acutely aware of her draconic nature as she has ever been - so violently aware of the scales hiding under her skin, and of how she could destroy that human body before her if she simply let her control twist. If she was the Immaculate One once again. These years alone with what little remains of her family: they have taught her how much more severely she was slipping, is slipping, and how little she noticed the rot creeping into her mind until she had no power over the populace that could justify her actions.

Byleth Eisner, weakened from five years of coma and perhaps delirious from it all, barely moves their head to show they’ve even heard her in the first place. With their blade to Flayn’s throat, that atrocious weapon of Rhea’s mother’s blood and bone - no one here can justify moving, when it could result in a girl’s violent, preventable death.

She does not know what they remember from their last conscious moments. She scarcely remembers the details of that battle herself. But --

It has been years. So many, many years since she saw anyone new with those features. But she would go blind before she failed to recognize that hair color, or those eyes. Whatever Byleth is, right now, they are not Sothis; but she thinks they may not be entirely Byleth, either.