i want something new for this one

Critical Role

Okay, so I said before that when the new Campaign starts I didn’t want it to be full of references from the old one because I wanted it to feel different, I didn’t want us to end up comparing it to the first one.

But then hearing Matt say that the new Campaign will be about 20 years down the road from the current one, I realized something. 

When the new campaign starts, I don’t want the new characters to run into the surviving members of Vox Machina. I don’t want them to run into Allura, or Gilmore, or Kima, or Any of the Guest characters that we know so well. 

I want the new team to help out the stealthy ranger, Velora.

I want the new team to buy a world map created by the world renown map maker Tyriok.

I want the new team to find temple after temple around the world now constructed for Sarenrae as a new surge of followers begun to worship her once more in recent years. 

I don’t want to see how Vox Machina is doing in 20 years. I want to see how Vox Machina changed the world. 

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oh my god I’ve spent four months on this hellsite and I can‘t believe that 100 people let alone 1000 people decided to give me and this blog a follow. what is wrong with you all? the past few months have been one hell of a ride with lots of screaming that dan and phil caused me to do, but i’m glad that along the way I’ve made such a good connection with so many wonderful people that like to scream along with me. thanks for putting up with my extreme demon phannie moments, shitposts and the occasional very dirty humor. I was debating whether I should do a ff or this because I’ve met so many new people since my last one when I hit 200 but I wanted to do something new so without further ado here’s what you need to do if you want a blograte:


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tardisandwings  asked:

Since ethan's talked about wanting a doggo,could I have a crankiplier fic where mark and ethan are being fluffy flirty flirts while playing with chica. (esp if she keeps treating eth like a pup and tries to pick him up or something)

  “What about that one?”

 Mark eyed the large dog as he huffed and licked its nose at them.


  “Pleeeeaaassssee!” Ethan begged, like a child.

 It only took five words from his boyfriend to convince Mark to get a new dog. That was four months ago. Now the damn thing wants the same amount of attention as Ethan asks of him.

  “Play with us..” Ethan makes a girly voice as he waves Chica’s paw.

  “Me too, Chica. I think mark should take some time off that damn computer and play with us.”

 Mark glared at them.

  “I’ve played with you enough.” Mark mumbled, “and yeah, I guess i’ve played with the dog too.”

 Ethan blushed. He stood up and walked over to Mark, looking at the video he was editing.

  “You know, you could help out?” Mark suggested sarcastically. Ethan looked over at Chica who keeps nudging his legs.

  “Chica needs me.” Ethan replies, staring at the dog with a big smile.“Plus, You need a break from work every now and then.” Mark sighed at this.

 He pushed himself off his chair and started to beckon Chica to follow them. They were in the living room where Ethan lay and tried to come up with cheesy pickup lines as he and Mark threw Chica’s toy in and out of the house. 

  “Are you a pizza? Cause I bet you’re hot and ready.” Ethan finally said. Mark raised an eyebrow.

  “I’m not a hooker, Ethan,” Mark replied.

  “Are we sure?”

 Chica nudged her nose and tried to lift Ethan off the ground where he lay. She then proceeded to lay on Ethan’s stomach, the younger male giggling.

  “HMm how about, ‘You thought the stars were pretty, but I thought you were prettier’”. Ethan chuckles.

  “Good one.”

 Chica continues to nudge Ethan and eventually finds herself lifting Ethan’s left and whining at him.

  “What is it girl?” Ethan asked in a softer tone. The dog whined and softly bit on his sock, attempting to pull him.

  “I think she’s asking you to follow her..” Mark wondered. Ethan shrugged and stood up. Chica dove between his legs and stayed there, panting happily as she walked around and between Ethan’s legs.

  “I’m so confused. Did you lace her water?”

  “Ethan, I’d never drug a dog. Now you, that’s a different story.” The blue-haired man stared at Mark who chuckled. “I’m kidding.”

 Chica starts to tug on his pants. Ethan kneels down and looks at Chica eye-to-eye in which she licks his nose and tries nudging him again. 

  “What is up with her?”

 Mark reaches over to try and ruffle Ethan’s hair, the feeling always calming Mark, but Chica barks when Mark’s hand gets close to his hair. They both stare at the dog. 

 Mark moves his hand slowly toward Ethan’s hair and Chica growls. He retracts and she stops. He moves it again and she growls. Retracts his hand and the dog stops. 

  “I think she doesn’t like you,” Ethan giggled.

  “What? All of nature loves me. How dare you.” Mark sits on the ground and off the couch, he scoots closer to Ethan only to have Chica sit between them. He moves his hand for Ethan’s hair again and Chica growls. “ooh, I think she’s protecting you.”

 Ethan raises an eyebrow and decides to try and scoot away. Chica tugs on his pant leg to indicate to not leave. Ethan laughs.

  “Geez, Mark, why can’t you love me the same way Chica loves me?”

  “Hey! I do love you more than a dog does!” Mark retorts. Ethan raises an eyebrow. He moves his hand to reach for Mark but Chica raises her nose and deflects the movement. She rolls around and settles her nuzzle on Ethan’s legs. Mark pouts silently, shocked that a damn dog would try and keep him away from his boyfriend. Ethan giggles.

anonymous asked:

So I started TAZ after seeing Tumblr explode over it, but I'm 8 episodes in and while it's fun, I feel I'm missing something. I want to give it a real try for sure though. Can you talk about your experience with the podcast?

TAZ is a tricky one because, as a piece of narrative and entertainment, it started off as one thing and became something else. I got into it quite late because I had seen enough of my friends clamouring about it that I was pretty sure I’d enjoy it, and also I needed something new to listen to on the way to work.

you’re right: it starts slow. it starts shallow and messy and with inconsistent characterisation, because the mcelroys were trying to work out what they were doing. it’s a story in search of its true shape.

I was only really SOLD on it by halfway through the rockport limited arc, which is episodes 10-16. rockport limited is a murder mystery; I enjoy murder mysteries. (petals to the metal is a fantasy fast & the furious story. the basic genre of the subsequent adventures keeps shifting, which I liked a lot.)

the thing about the overarching narrative is: it builds. oh BOY does it build. by the time you get to the 20s, griffin’s got a handle on the story he wants to tell, and it gradually expands and layers itself on itself, and expects you to start putting some pieces together; by crystal kingdom, there’s a real sense of depth and breadth, and suddenly you have all of these? emotions???

so: the payoff is good, but the buildup is VERY SLOW. and if you’re not really sold on the format or the storytelling by the end of the rockport limited then this just may not be the podcast for you, and that’s fine.

stevesadomasoquist  asked:

Hey! <3 Could I request a jealous S/O of Prompto's friendship with Aranea? Some angst, a LOT of fluffy <3 Sorry for the mistakes! Love you and your blog *-*

Thank you, deary! I hope this is what you were looking for - jealousy isn’t an emotion I feel very often.

Word Count: 822


Jealousy was not a good color on anyone. It wasn’t something that you actively wanted to feel – you trusted Prompto and you loved him. With all of your heart. But, it was hard not to feel some kind of jealousy whenever you saw your boyfriend in an animated conversation with the woman you could easily say was one of the most beautiful you had ever seen.

Your relationship was still new – and more of a miracle now that darkness shrouded all of Eos. Prompto really was your sunshine through it all. You knew his struggles and despite it all, he kept that warm smile on his face – even if it was sometimes replaced with the slight frown that broke your heart. After losing his best friend, discovering who he was, and surviving his encounter with the chancellor, you thanked the Astrals there was any part of his golden heart still in there.

Aranea had been the one that went in and helped him escape. You’d heard the story and had personally thanked the dragoon for her help. After all, if she hadn’t had given him the kick in the ass he needed, you might never have met him. Why did she have to be so damn pretty, though?

The sound of your bedroom door opening snapped you out of your troubling thoughts and you glanced towards the door in time to see Prompto shoot you one of his award winning smiles. When you couldn’t return the expression, his brow knitted up in worry and he crossed the room to where you had crawled into the open window ledge so that you could see out at the glowing Lestallum beneath your apartment.

“Hey,” he spoke softly and gently placed a hand on your shoulder. With a sigh, you shrugged off his touch and turned your attention back to the city lights. “Come on, sweetheart. What’s wrong?”

This was not the first time seeing Prompto and Aranea together had upset you. You couldn’t help thinking that they looked good together. “Nothing,” you mumbled under your breath.

Prompto brushed his pale locks from his eyes and forced you to look at him by cupping your face in his hands. “It’s clearly something? You know you can talk to me,” his violet-blue eyes bore into you as if searching your soul.

Jealousy and sadness burned through your veins and morphed into anger. Swatting his hands away, you stood with your back to him. “I just don’t understand,” you pulled at your hair slightly in hopes of straightening out your thoughts. You began to pace, something that was a clear sign of the worry you were feeling. “Why did you come home?” You stopped your pacing to face him, anger burning plainly in your eyes.

“Because I love you.” Prompto answered immediately without any sort of hesitation. “I love you and this is our home. I made you a promise that I will always come home to you and I meant it.” He turned on the windowsill so that he could face you but he made no move to get up, knowing it was best to allow you space enough to think. You began to pace again, your feet following the familiar path you took from one end of the room to the other. It was the soft whisper of your name that pulled you back to him.

Cleanching your fists, you allowed the venom in your veins to creep into your words. “I’m not like her. You should’ve just gone home with her.”

Before you could say another word, Prompto had pulled you against his chest. You struggled against his slightly, not really wanting to leave the warmth of his arms but also not willing to surrender completely. Still, he held you as you twisted in his grasp and murmured words of adoration and love. Once you had stopped, huffing out an aggravated sigh, he tipped your face up so that he could place a kiss against you forehead. “Aranea is a good friend that saw me at my worst. But I don’t love her the way I love you. I don’t think about her every second I’m not with her and I don’t ache to feel her against me, cuddled up in our bed.” His hands cradled your face once more, his thumbs wiping away the tears that escaped your eyes. “You are the most beautiful, strong, and caring person I know. Aranea is one hell of a mercenary, but she had absolutely nothing on you. You are the one I want. Always.”

Your lips met in a kiss that was so warm and loving it took your breath. It wasn’t a hungry kiss, but one that was meant to show you just how much he needed your presence, needed your love. Prompto Argentum was a total mess without you and he wasn’t going to ever let you forget that simple truth. He needed you.

So in the next few weeks I’m going to be starting up a plot that involves one of my new characters but is mostly for the community on Jenova. This is my first time doing something on this large of a scope and I’m doing it because I want to and also because I really really love the community on jenova and want to do something for everyone to have fun with and for people to have new reasons to rp or maybe interact with characters they otherwise wouldn’t have. So like, jenova rper buddies, when this all starts to happen, let me know if you think something would be cool to add or if something is not so fun cause like, making this good times and neat writing is my primary goal.

aliyah-7  asked:

Asking the important questions here! Is it mandatory for him to change styles every once in a while? If there something in particular that triggers the change?

(This got deleted the first time I typed this whole answer out, sorry DX )

We know that Starscream is in fact pretty lonely (even tho he has people who support him,,, sometimes. Let’s not get into that) So from personal experience, being lonely leads to a lot of boredom. It’s like when you’ve just exhausted everything by yourself, but you want change of sorts, you need it.

So I think perhaps because there is no one there to converse with him, to keep him company or introduce him to new things, he has to make changes himself. Getting a new frame type is a good way of doing that. It’s refreshing, new, and probably makes him feel good. It’s like trying to find a new hobby, but it’s still consistent enough that it represents you.

I just thought of this all right now, tumblr don’t yell at me,  im tired

torotheking  asked:

Why is this live-action movie so important to you, anyway? Fullmetal Alchemist is one of my favorite animes/mangas, but even I don't see why you're so serious about it.

It’s one of (if not my all time) favorite animes too. 

And part of me likes the idea of a live action movie, and part of me doesn’t. When you care very deeply about something, you want to see it represented properly. And  I feel that some of the design choices for the movie don’t properly represent the series characters. 

This kind of thing isnt new to people, just opinions man. 

anonymous asked:

You hear new Camp Camp season 2? I know you miss it. it okay you can watch it <3 because I want see your drawing new Camp Camp fanarts. I really love your drawing Camp Camp <3 you're best! <3

I’m still able to watch camp camp because the host family is nice enough to let me on their computer for certain times but drawing is impossible for I have no tablet, program or time.

I made exactly one camp camp doodle before I left so look forward to it! Nothing ground breaking but I had to do something for this show.


I could hear
all those things
you ran from
with every song
you released
living your dream

you didn’t need
to play your
albums in
reverse to hear
the taunting
of your demons

I grew up
I cradled your
songs close to
my chest
I knew I wasn’t
the only one

that felt numb
that watched the sun set
that wanted something
rather than nothing
to matter

I wish we could’ve found
a new palette of colors
that just weren’t a collection
of shit grey so maybe the world
wouldn’t need rose colored glasses
just so it can make another rotation
just so the fingers of the sun
could tighten it’s grip out of love
rather than anger

I hope you slipped calmly
beneath the waves when
you decided to let go
of the edge you so
desperately clung

I’m sorry that your armor broke
I’m sorry that you were the only
one who could repair it
I’m sorry that your symphony
played it’s final notes in
the middle of battle

you may have already felt
like a ghost in your final
hours but we never lost
sight of the spirit you let
spill from your eyes with
your honest lyrics
your highest notes

you felt the weight of
a thousand worlds for
so long that anyone
could understand
why you would
it to insanity

you don’t need to apologize
I understand that these plans
we make can be written in blood
washed away with the mud
of uncut clouds
leaving us with more questions
of subjects we thought to be
experts on

I hope you didn’t scream at yourself
I hope you finally felt like you won
I hope you can walk to what you
always wanted when you wake up
on whatever road you travel next

I fucking care that your flickering
light went out amongst a sea
of dimmer specks,
even though
you might feel you didn’t shine
as brightly as you did
so many
used you to guide us
shining brighter
than Polaris did in
a world without the pollution
of smog traced neons

I’m sorry that you lost books
of stories when you lost track
of your scars
those consequential sharp
edges are wounds some of us
share as we trudge
this unmapped path

so we all continue forward
under this blanket of scars
we still listen to your words
hydrohelioizing your perfect

polarisized star

I’d love to save the world
But I don’t know what to do

I already did an edit with this song but I wanted to make something with the fight from the new episode!! so spoiler warning if you didn’t see the one that came out saturday! hope you like this edit though it took a while!!

also, tumblr will inevitably butcher the quality of this video when it encodes it, like it always does. im thinking about maybe making a channel just to upload random stuff like this, what do you guys think of that?


I wanted to tell you, but I was afraid it would open old wounds.

my mom on falsettos

basically i saw falsettos today and my mother wanted to go, so of course we go. here’s a few things she’s said about it afterwards.

- the first thing she said when we got back into the car was “does marvin get aids? gosh damn that’s gonna keep me thinking tonight”
- “i love the girl, the girl who is breaking down”
- (i told her her name) “yes i love trina, her faces where amazing the whole entire time and her voice was amazing”
- “marvin is a, is a meanie, when he hit her i was so mad at him!” (she try’s not to cuss)
- “i love the psychiatrist! he was the best part of everything”
- *starts talking about father to son* *starts crying* (me too mom)
- “he didn’t have to die, like why didn’t he get better?!!”
- “my chest hurt after that and i don’t know if it was from crying or laughing”
- “that wizard man was very hot”
- “not gonna lie but wizard has a really nice butt”
- “i mean so did marvin but i didn’t pay much attention to his because he had loose clothing but wizards was very tight” (this is when i told her his name is Whizzer not wizard
- “who would name their child whizzer?”
- “the doctor singing, something bad, made me cry because she said it spreads from one man to another and i don’t want marvin to die because he’s not a douche anymore and he’s been through a lot”
- “the boy who played jason is my new son, he’s so cute” (same mom)
- she can’t get over how hot andrew rannells is so i had to break the news that’s he’s not straight
- “i knew that he’s as straight as a slinky”
- “the psychiatrist was gay too? wow good acting”
- “the dude who plays marvin is the one you love right?” (i say yes he’s very attractive)
- “i mean he’s cute but he’s not as hot as wizard” (“mom it’s whizzer not wizard”)
- “i love the lesbians, so much, they where adorable”
- “why did you cry so hard during the lovers thing? are you gay? i don’t mind?” (i’m not out 2 my mom yet)
- “everyone in there looked like you, all of them were crying and had musical shirts on”

there’s a lot more but those where the highlights

Things my family has said but with Voltron


Pidge: S C R E E C H *continues to hit bouncy castle with spatula*

Lance: Everyone’s ignoring me!

Shiro: It’s okay! You can sit with the adults! We’re the cool kids club!

Lance: With all K’s?

Coran: *walks out of the bathroom, overhears and starts crying with laughter*

*Hunk, Pidge and Shiro are all sitting in a room*

Hunk: so Keith and Lance are getting married again

*collective groan*

Pidge: *throws book on the floor* THIS IS THE 9TH TIME THIS Y E A R!

Shiro: Isn’t Lance married to Nyma?


Pidge: Drama.

Keith: Where are all the chicken nuggets?

Hunk: Pidge ate them all again.


Lance: uh yeah actually.


Lance: Rolo


Hunk: I don’t like them.

Pidge: I’m just telling you that you can’t just hit people when you want something.


Pidge: why you do this


Lance: *tongue clicks*

Lance and Allura: DAWG!


Keith: *starts crying and runs away*

Shiro: *to Allura* WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?

Hunk: why is that whenever we play make believe, I’m always the one cleaning out the house?

Pidge: I’ll help you Hunk!

Hunk: Thank you Pidge, you are my new favourite.

Lance: HEY

Keith: Hey I got custard on the table!

Allura: its okay I’ll go get something to clean it

Keith: I’ll clean it! *licks custard off table*

For the marriage thing my brother and his friend always get married whenever they hang out together. But then my brother married the girl next door (my brother is 5 btw) and it was very dramatic.