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tfw your stupid OOOs won’t stop leaning on your wings while making out!!
#ankheiji#ankh kamen rider#hino eiji#kamen rider ooo#kamen rider#art#fanart#my art#I love them a lot#silly doodle while playing dnd this evening
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y’know how i put a tl;dr of my general hcs for yuri in one big hc dump to expand
on later? well, i’m doing it again, this time with miss sayori–let’s do this, yall!
*her parents are actually lovely ppl, (unlike yuri’s rip), it’s just their situation sucks,
you know? i’ll make a more fleshed out post abt this later, but. well, tl;dr ???–
*her dad is. very sick, he’d been in-and-out of hospitals for varying periods of
time, eventually settling with home visits/care instead. which leaves her mom,
often out working til the late at night and generally stressed out as she tries to
keep a roof over her families heads, and pay medical bills in the same breath.
*and that’s probably a big reason why sayori is. the way she is, bc she’s used
to putting on that happy/brave face around her family, considering their situation.
both to try and help them, and also to not stress any of them out further tbh?
*her love of literature surprisingly started young–telling scary
stories at sleepovers, reading fairytales, playing pretend, making
silly ocs, etc etc. she’s rlly good at improv + quickly brainstorming
ideas, and. nowadays, she’s really into dnd and similar things.
*she has a dnd group that has sessions online, since
that was easier on her w/ her depression. but even
that’s too much for her sometimes, she tries, though.
*since her room is on the second floor, when she wants to relax/be alone with
her thoughts, she’ll climb out her window and sit on the bit of the roof underneath.
*when her and MC were kids, they’d sit out there together and stargaze, but they
haven’t done that in… years. but sayori still remembers it, and thinks of it fondly.
*collects a lot of little enamel pins, stickers, action figures, and comic books!
probably has a ita schoolbag and a flip phone with a cutesy charm attached.
*has a goldfish named ‘kerria’, her and MC rescued (by which i mean stole) them
from a kingyo sukui booth at a festival when they were kids, around ten or so.
*it was getting late, so the booth was getting taken down for the day, and there
was only one (1) fish left, and. sayori was worried abt what would happen to them,
so! she scooped them into a fish bag, while MC kept the stall keeper distracted.
*let’s be real if they had just asked the guy about it, they most likely would’ve
gotten the fish with a lot less fuss, but. hey, it’s a fun memory at least, ok…
*sayori was on the track team throughout junior high, but backed out
before entering senior high, both bc of a low point in her depression +
being stressed out in general. she spent the next few years hopping
from club 2 club, trying 2 find somewhere she belonged once again.
*but, well. she’d always end up getting kicked out after a few days,
if she wasn’t outright turned away because of that unlucky reputation.
*almost setting the cooking club on fire, trying to act out a scene and
accidentally hitting s/b while gesturing in the drama club, tripping and
falling into some of the newly finished pieces in the art club, etc etc.
*she was. tbh, ready to just give up and attend the go
home club instead, when monika suddenly approached
her about the newly forming literature club! 👀👀👀
*sayori has a habit of doodling on anything she can get her hands on, her desk,
her schoolwork, her skin, etc etc. she finds the action of scribbling away v relaxing.
*it’s a good way 2 keep her mind off whatever might be bothering her, and it keeps
her fidgety hands busy, y'know? her art is pretty decent too, round, cartoony and
colorful, wouldn’t look out of a place in a kid’s book or something, to be honest!
*being a comic book fan, she also draws her own sometimes, short ones mostly
starring herself and her clubmates, about any misadventures they might have!
*there’s def one abt the ‘wine incident’……………………………………………..
*sayori taught herself how 2 play ukulele as a tween, but her interest
and will to practice slowly fizzled out as she got older. until recently that
is, she’s started playing again w/ support from a certain club president!
*sometimes, when one of them is having a particularly bad day,
sayori and monika will skip class and hang out in the school’s music
room, play s/t together, and talk about whatever comes to mind.
*sayori’s feelings on monika post-game (in the good ending) are…
complicated, esp after becoming club president and dealing w/ all
the self-aware stuff first hand. like, she understands it, in a way?
*is she still mad/upset? obviously, they were friends, or at least sayori
thought they were, but monika still… y'know. but after becoming club
president herself? she gets it! because it kinda sucks! like a lot! so,
cool motive, still shitty, but sayori does forgive monika in the end.
*but, also: she isn’t sure if her forgiveness would even mean anything
to monika, bc. does she still see them as ‘just code’, or what? i mean
she brought them back for a reason, but… who knows. sayori hopes
it’d make her feel a little better, at least. she misses her sometimes.
*she likes video games, even if she doesn’t play them as often as MC, she
WILL kick ur ass in super smash bros + mario kart, and likes animal crossing.
also, there’s an arcade in town, she’s the highest score on a lot of their games.
*learning to bake from natsuki, but still can’t cook worth a damn–can and will eat
breakfast stuff 4 every meal if u let her. (also rlly likes cheap gas station slushies)
*has lots of little rituals, like not stepping on sidewalk cracks, sorting candy by
colors before eating them, making wishes @ 11:11, etc etc. it might seem silly to
others, but it rlly does bother her when she can’t complete them for w/e reason.
*likes making braided bracelets bc she finds the repetitive task calming, has most
def made the rest of the club + MC ofc friendship bracelets, all in their 'main color’.
(blue for her, green for monika, pink for natsuki, purple for yuri, and red for MC.)
*sayori is a earring bisexual, has lots of funky ones she switches
them out everyday or so, having special pairs for holidays and
such.she often makes a lot of them herself, with her crafty skillz™.
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y’know how i put a tl;dr of my general hcs for yuri in one big hc dump to expand
on later? well, i’m doing it again, this time with miss sayori–let’s do this, yall! <3
>her parents are actually lovely ppl, (unlike yuri’s rip), it’s just their situation sucks,
you know? i’ll make a more fleshed out post abt this later, but. well, tl;dr ???–
>her dad is. very sick, he’d been in-and-out of hospitals for varying periods of
time, eventually settling with home visits/care instead. which leaves her mom,
often out working til the late at night and generally stressed out as she tries to
keep a roof over her families heads, and pay medical bills in the same breath.
>and that’s probably a big reason why sayori is. the way she is, bc she’s used
to putting on that happy/brave face around her family, considering their situation.
both to try and help them, and also to not stress any of them out further tbh?
>her love of literature surprisingly started young–telling scary
stories at sleepovers, reading fairytales, playing pretend, making
silly ocs, etc etc. she’s rlly good at improv + quickly brainstorming
ideas, and. nowadays, she’s really into dnd and similar things.
>she has a dnd group that has sessions online, since
that was easier on her w/ her depression. but even
that’s too much for her sometimes, she tries, though.
>since her room is on the second floor, when she wants to relax/be alone with
her thoughts, she’ll climb out her window and sit on the bit of the roof underneath.
>when her and MC were kids, they’d sit out there together and stargaze, but they
haven’t done that in… years. but sayori still remembers it, and thinks of it fondly.
>collects a lot of little enamel pins, stickers, action figures, and comic books!
probably has a ita schoolbag and a flip phone with a cutesy charm attached.
>has a goldfish named ‘kerria’, her and MC rescued (by which i mean stole) them
from a kingyo sukui booth at a festival when they were kids, around ten or so.
>it was getting late, so the booth was getting taken down for the day, and there
was only one (1) fish left, and. sayori was worried abt what would happen to them,
so! she scooped them into a fish bag, while MC kept the stall keeper distracted.
>let’s be real if they had just asked the guy about it, they most likely would’ve
gotten the fish with a lot less fuss, but. hey, it’s a fun memory at least, ok…
>sayori was on the track team throughout junior high, but backed out
before entering senior high, both bc of a low point in her depression +
being stressed out in general. she spent the next few years hopping
from club 2 club, trying 2 find somewhere she belonged once again.
>but, well. she’d always end up getting kicked out after a few days,
if she wasn’t outright turned away because of that unlucky reputation.
>almost setting the cooking club on fire, trying to act out a scene and
accidentally hitting s/b while gesturing in the drama club, tripping and
falling into some of the newly finished pieces in the art club, etc etc.
>she was. tbh, ready to just give up and attend the go
home club instead, when monika suddenly approached
her about the newly forming literature club! 👀👀👀
>sayori has a habit of doodling on anything she can get her hands on, her desk,
her schoolwork, her skin, etc etc. she finds the action of scribbling away v relaxing.
>it’s a good way 2 keep her mind off whatever might be bothering her, and it keeps
her fidgety hands busy, y'know? her art is pretty decent too, round, cartoony and
colorful, wouldn’t look out of a place in a kid’s book or something, to be honest!
>being a comic book fan, she also draws her own sometimes, short ones mostly
starring herself and her clubmates, about any misadventures they might have!
>there’s def one abt the 'wine incident’……………………………....................
>sayori taught herself how 2 play ukulele as a tween, but her interest
and will to practice slowly fizzled out as she got older. until recently that
is, she’s started playing again w/ support from a certain club president!
>sometimes, when one of them is having a particularly bad day,
sayori and monika will skip class and hang out in the school’s music
room, play s/t together, and talk about whatever comes to mind.
>sayori’s feelings on monika post-game (in the good ending) are…
complicated, esp after becoming club president and dealing w/ all
the self-aware stuff first hand. like, she understands it, in a way?
>is she still mad/upset? obviously, they were friends, or at least sayori
thought they were, but monika still… y'know. but after becoming club
president herself? she gets it! because it kinda sucks! like a lot! so,
cool motive, still shitty, but sayori does forgive monika in the end.
>but, also: she isn’t sure if her forgiveness would even mean anything
to monika, bc. does she still see them as ‘just code’, or what? i mean
she brought them back for a reason, but… who knows. sayori hopes
it’d make her feel a little better, at least. she misses her sometimes.
>she likes video games, even if she doesn’t play them as often as MC, she
WILL kick ur ass in super smash bros + mario kart, and likes animal crossing.
also, there’s an arcade in town, she’s the highest score on a lot of their games.
>learning to bake from natsuki, but still can’t cook worth a damn–can and will eat
breakfast stuff 4 every meal if u let her. (also rlly likes cheap gas station slushies)
>has lots of little rituals, like not stepping on sidewalk cracks, sorting candy by
colors before eating them, making wishes @ 11:11, etc etc. it might seem silly to
others, but it rlly does bother her when she can’t complete them for w/e reason.
>likes making braided bracelets bc she finds the repetitive task calming, has most
def made the rest of the club + MC ofc friendship bracelets, all in their 'main color’.
(blue for sayori, green for monika, pink for natsuki, purple for yuri, and red for MC.)
>sayori is a earring gay, she has lots of funky ones she switches
out everyday or so, having special pairs for holidays and such.
she often makes a lot of them herself, with her crafty skillz(tm).
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DnD backstory time!
Another short little memory prior to campaign start. I realized as I was writing these, that I'll have to go back and edit his journal entries because they do not match up! It did take me a while to figure him out though so it was bound to happen.
Link to the previous ones:
Memory #2
Memory #1
The End is Where We Begin
Anyway, here's Memory #3:
Elowyn patrolled the edges of the glade, and supervised the small fey children playing in the distance. Lighthoof's face was full of joy. Especially because he only needed to wear the horn braces in the evenings now, per physician orders. He was eagerly jumping and evading all those around him. Sunbeam, Skiphoof, Pebble, and Fern gaining upon him. Elowyn had not felt so relaxed in a while. Nature was beautiful, calm, and peaceful for once.
A forest nymph, only a few years older than the rest of the children walked up to Elowyn.
"My love," Elowyn asked, "What brings you out here? I thought you would be preparing for your classes."
"I wanted to come check on him too." she said, "That's what a good big sister should do right?"
Elowyn smiled at Honeymead. Another kind loving soul so similar to Kah'Ja.
"At least I can see that some of the bruises really are accidents. He does make jumping and those other movements look so effortless. At least when he lands correctly." Elowyn winced as Lighthoof rolled in the dirt from a bad landing. Skip and Sunny finally catching him.
"He and Skip were always butting heads." Honey said with a giggle, "But it's been a lot easier since last week. I guess scolding him actually worked."
Elowyn stifled a laugh. Lighthoof mentioned that the only reason Skiphoof was upset was because Honey was nice to him. Once Skip understood that Honey was nice to Light because he was her adopted brother, the animosity instantly disappeared. Light didn't get it, but was happy to have a friend.
"As long as he's not coming home with bloody noses anymore, I'll be happy." Elowyn said.
The children sat in a circle, talking and laughing. Lighthoof looked up and waved at Elowyn and Honeymead.
"Looks like he saw us." Honey said, "Guess I should say hi before going back to classes."
Elowyn smiled as the children continued to run around after Honey waved her goodbyes. The Western Glades were part of Lord Dahm's domain. Elowyn wondered how their old brother-in-arms was doing. The war, the terrible nightmares, everything that Elowyn gave up was worth this peaceful moment.
Elowyn listened to the breeze, felt the ground beneath their feet. No threats, no ill intents. Just loving parents coming for their children. Time for dinner.
Lighthoof remained sitting as his friends left one by one. He waved bye to them and soon it was just Elowyn and Light left in the fields. Elowyn saw he was doodling with a stick in the dirt as they walked closer.
"Ready for dinner?" Elowyn asked. Light stood up. When did he grow taller? He was going to be a handsome man one day. One day too soon.
"I'll be going to classes with Honey pretty soon huh?" He asked.
"Pretty soon." Elowyn confirmed. They knew he had something else to ask. The wind said so. But Elowyn waited. They never wanted to push Light into something uncomfortable. He already had to deal with so much.
"Elowyn, where are my parents?" he asked, "How did you find me? And I don't mean those silly stories about bursting out of a flower, or floating down from a mountain in an enchanted basket, or fighting a monster to save me."
"You didn't like it when I said you were from an old wart I cut off my finger." Elowyn teased. The frown on Light's face remained. He stood up and they started walking together towards the house.
"I love you Elowyn, you know I do. I just-," Lighthoof sighed, "Sometimes I notice how different I am and it- it hurts."
He wrapped his arms around himself, like he was stopping himself from falling apart. Elowyn wrapped their arm around Lighthoof, continuing to walk down the familiar path to their home. They were always so surprised by his vulnerability. No matter how much they scolded him, to protect his big heart, he wasn't going to hold back with them. Maybe Elowyn would be able to teach him how to use his mask wisely when they were finally able to live together. Soon. As soon as the paperwork was processed. As soon as the time requirement for living in the court was met.
"I'm only going to say this once, Light." Elowyn started, "and I won't repeat it or acknowledge it if you ever ask again so pay attention."
It was hard not to tell him the truth, and maybe he needed it. Maybe Elowyn needed it. Especially because of the whispers. Elowyn wasn't going to ignore them this time.
Lighthoof's gaze was wide-eyed, and shocked. Was Elowyn really going to tell him something?
"You were given to me by a very dear friend of mine." Elowyn quietly spoke, even the wind dared not move, "She said that I was to love and protect you. I said I would until the end of time." The physical markings of the deal made seemed to glitter as Elowyn spoke their words.
"Other than that, I'm the only parent you have and I'm not planning on going anywhere any time soon." Elowyn planted a kiss upon his head. He leaned into Elowyn a bit as they continued walking.
"You're the best, Elowyn." he said.
"I know." they said with a smile.
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Good Morning it’s ... what year/month is this again?
Hello, hello dear new/old friend!
It’s been so long since I’ve written here. Since march last year time has been so strange. It feels like eternity passed and yet none at all. Hearing others feel the same help me from thinking I’ve gone mad. :D;;
This will be obligatory life update that no one is required to read! Please feel free to skip!
My god, where do I even begin...
I’ve been home office once again since November and while nice at first it began to slowly but surely chip away at my brain. Bless friends online I could talk to @_@ and I wasn’t exactly the most outgoing person in the first place but the repetitive - get up, go to the computer, work for 8 hours and go back to bed and repeat, began to really drain my brain.
Little things that used to make me happy started to slowly fade - like posting on tumblr and doing these little life updates, sharing whatever doodles I made, working on my comic project ... ... which I’m still absolutely dragging my feet with that chapter next chapter or logging and playing FF14, doing silly memes. It’s like my motivation for everything began to fade. Most of the time my brain just goes “eh why bother...” or I feel too tired and end up sleeping for 10 hours or so.
And with that I started to feel progressively less happy, more petty, more grumpy as if the world is at fault I’m not feeling like my usual bouncy ball of sunshine. I feel upset at circumstances that are way outside my control and it bleeds into all the little things I used to enjoy. I’ve stopped journaling, I’ve stopped taking DnD notes, stopped my lil goal of at least 1 sketch per day, I stopped my gratitude log, heck I started biting my nails again >.< No!! Little things started to annoy me or set me off, which a year ago I’d have wave my hand at and laugh at. And the worst part is, all this felt so, so familiar.
I’m not any special snowflake, everyone had dealt with depression or still deals with it. I had my bleak episode in my 20s where I had a period of, by my own choice, I didn’t go out of my home for months. Now it feels like my brain looks at the lockdown and goes “Oh hey I know this! We’ve been through it before! It goes like this, you lose interest in everything and stare at the wall most of the day and everything that breathes annoys you!” and honestly brain, this is the worst time to try and push this mode onto me!
I feel like I find it so hard to admit I’m regressing and by an extension, type it down cause I was so, so proud that I climbed out of that pit. I was proud I felt like I was loving the world once again! And now I feel like I’m just floating in existence every day - I’m here but not really. (Bless my patient online friends for being understanding beans in these trying times.)
But hey admitting you’ve got a problem is first step towards taking care of the problem so here I am, typing this down and soon to hit submit so no way to back away now! >u>
Yes, yes I know we can’t all be sunshine and rainbows every day and I get that. I’m not trying to force positivity into myself or the people around me. But when I begin to paint things that normally make me happy in negative colors then something is wrong cause that’s not me.
With that said...
What should I do?
I’m picking Ring Fit Adventure again (I slacked for a month OTL;; ) to kick some activity into this potato body. Sure I can’t walk outside and my country is in front of second full lock down but I can pretend I save the world from a buff dragon through power squats and jog on the way!
I think to take some art requests sometime soon cause seeing people happy sparks joy and I really miss that! Maybe I can make like Friday Night Art Request thing?
Maybe I need social media break at some point. I really want to finish a sketchbook I started and maybe make another flip through video! But youtube is distracting lol :D;;
Maybe push myself to do weekly posts here? Sort of like a journal... and well, to sort of start communicating again with everyone.
And this post got long and intimidating to hit submit! But going to try my best to climb the pit before it gets too deep. ^o^9 If you have any suggestions or, tips don’t hesitate to drop me a message!
Thank you for reading this my old/new friend! I hope your day goes well and you find a spark on the way!
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As inspired by Joey being absolutely fricken precious, how about Jaskier (even modern AU if you feel it fits better) helps reader make a DnD character and theyre both just being generally chaotic cuties? Maybe Jask suggested the game as a distraction from stress? (Like forreal, dnd gives me something to look forward to in these times.) 💕
Fandom: The Witcher
Pairing: Modern!Jaskier x Reader
Word Count: 1,298
Rating: G
Taglist: @heroics-and-heartbreak @whatevermonkey @mycat-is-mylove @mynamesoundslikesherlock @kemmastan @magic-multicolored-miracle @writingstudent @mlleecrivaine @coffee-and-stories @amirahiddleston @ultracolorfulnerdcollection @astouract @your-not-invisible-to-me @daydreamer-in-training @morelikebyesexual
a/n: Modern!Jask helping Reader through quarantine stress by the power of Dungeons and Dragons. Thank you for this amazing prompt, nonny. Hope you enjoy xo
He’d been watching you grow more and more anxious as you watched the news and tried to telework. Jaskier was grateful that you had a job where you could work from home during these dangerous times, but he knew that it meant you never felt you had a break. You were always checking emails or fretting over things long past the work hours you’d set. There was only one thing to do.
You jumped as the books were plopped onto the table but before you could ask what was going on Jaskier had already turned around and was walking back to his office. This time he returned with a wooden chest that you knew contained his dice collection, as well as a couple of binders. He sat next to you front of the supplies and the azure eyes fixed you with a determined and excited look.
“Y/N, the time has come,” he intoned dramatically. You cocked your eyebrow in question but he saw an amused smirk play about your lips and he was encouraged that he was on the right track. “The time has come for you to play Dungeons and Dragons.”
“Oh! But… how?” you asked. You’d been planning on joining the game he hosted once a week, overtaking the dining room table while you usually relaxed in the bedroom or your office, but the quarantine had dashed those plans. Or so you’d thought.
“My group has decided to try out playing online and you will be joining,” he explained. He slowly snuck the laptop away from you and you didn’t stop him, glancing with interest at the books in front of you.
“I’m so excited!” he said with eyes shining with excitement and a giddy smile that was infectious.
“Ok well you know I don’t know basically anything about this so how do we start?” you asked. He pulled the topmost book down and pulled a couple pieces of paper from a binder.
“First we make your character. Now my group has been playing for a bit so they’re at level five now so I think it’s best to make your character the same level. That just means you’re going to get more cool shit, so don’t even worry about that. Let’s look at races,” he handed you the book opened to a page and you skimmed through them, looking at the different races you could be while Jaskier explained where you didn’t understand.
“Ok so halflings are just, like, hobbits, right?” you asked.
“Yep!” Jaskier answered.
“Well I AM a hobbit basically so I’m going with that,” you said decisively.
“Excellent choice! You’ll get halfling’s luck which means if you roll a one, which is usually a critical failure, you get to reroll. Ok now we move onto classes,” he turned the pages, thumbing through them with the ease that can only be gained by rereading something so often you know exactly where to find what you want. He handed the book over to you again and it took longer to consider your options.
“Let’s break it down this way first, do you want to fight or do you want to cast spells?” he asked, noting your confusion.
“I want to be magic,” you replied. From there he took you through the options again.
“Wait – what’s the difference between a sorcerer and a wizard?” you asked.
“Wizards have to study and learn magic whereas sorcerer’s have a sort of innate magic,” he explained.
“Ooh… see I’m torn because in Harry Potter they’re called Wizards but I like the idea of just having magic within me,” you mused.
“Oh love, you most certainly have magic within you,” Jaskier said with a little wink. You rolled your eyes but laughed, the first time he’d seen you laugh in a while.
“Ok you know what actually I’m going to go with Warlock,” you said suddenly.
“Oh? Going for the sketchy class, eh?” he teased.
“As far as I can see there’s nothing sketchy about it. You work for a god, you get some magic. It’s like capitalism. Or having a sugar daddy,” you reasoned. Jaskier laughed but nodded.
“Alright, the good news is you can pick your sugar daddy. There’s Archfey or some Fiendish ones or-”
“Mephistopheles?” you ventured hopefully.
“Oddly specific but yes, that could happen,” he replied.
“Mephistopheles,” you said decisively, a smile that was borderline creepy coming over your face.
“Do we – uh – need to have a little talk about why you’re so horny for Mephistopheles?” he asked.
“Do you want to have that talk?” you asked pointedly.
“Good point. Just – no summoning demons in the apartment, alright? It would make quarantine just a bit too awkward for me,” Jaskier pleaded. You made a big production of sighing dejectedly.
“Fine,” you grumbled, “Ok what’s next?”
He took you through the backgrounds (“I can straight up be a Charlatan? Like that can just be my identity?”) and the alignments (“ok but it would be too cliché to have Mephistopheles as my patron and be evil, right? Like there would be a more satisfying tension if I was good but he was so, so bad… Hey, come back!”) and equipment (“I want a bag of holding but like I want it to look like an Ikea bag”) and before long you had a character.
“What do you want to name your Chaotic Good Charlatan Halfling Warlock who frequents Fantasy Ikea?” Jaskier asked as he helped you finish filling out your stats.
“Ooh I’m not sure. Would it be plagiarism if I named my hobbit Pippin? Like, will the ghost of J.R.R. Tolkien arise from his grave and shake a finger at me sternly if I do that?” you asked.
“I think we’ll be fine. There’s literally a whole musical called Pippin,” he replied. Your eyes widened in excitement. “Different Pippin.”
You looked decidedly less excited but when you turned back to your character sheet you happily wrote PIPPIN BRANDYBUCK” on the paper.
“Brandybuck eh? Just doubling down on the Lord of the Rings references?” Jaskier asked with amusement.
“I am obviously their child, Jaskier,” you said with a little head shake as if he were being silly.
“You’re such a nerd,” he teased with a look of pride on his face.
“Well you’re the Dungeon Master so….,” you countered.
“Yes, which means you’re sleeping with the Dungeon Master. Don’t expect to get any special treatment. My monsters aren’t going to pull any punches,” he insisted.
“Your monsters won’t need to. Pip is a badass and has the power of Demons and Anime on her side,” you retorted, doodling little hearts around your character’s name.
“Oh you’ll also need to write a backstory. Not right this second but just anything you can think of that you want me to know. Family, any relationships, that sort of thing.”
“She has a great love,” you said immediately, “A bard who travels far and wide. She grew tired of his traveling and that he expected her to just be waiting around for him to come back and that’s why she set off on her own, to have her own adventures instead of waiting to hear about his.”
Jaskier scribbled down some notes on a notebook he pulled from another binder and looked at you expectantly after you’d finished talking.
“That’s all I have for now,” you admitted.
“That’s brilliant! That’s a really good start! See, you’re a natural at this!” he exclaimed. You leaned over and kissed him, and then pulled back just far enough to look him in the eyes.
“Thank you,” you said, giving him a meaningful look, “I didn’t realize how much I needed something to focus on that wasn’t just another stressor.”
He smiled, cupping your face with his hands to pull you in for another kiss.
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