Hiiii have I told you guys he's my favourite guy. Have I told you. Can we talk about him for the love of god please Hi hello. <- has not shut up about him in days.
fence sk8 the infinity au. won’t elaborate
Kou's death
He died as the selfless idiot he is, but most of the fandom is missing a part. I've seen so many people talk about Teru and Akane seeing his dead body down the well, but nobody who said this:
He looks comforted by the lightning, some kind of wicked comfort.
"My brother's lightning…" he doesn't look like he feels betrayed, at all.
He was trying to kill Nene, one of his best friends, and he never would've been able to forgive himself if he succeeded. He's glad his BROTHER stopped him, that he was the one to wipe him away from the living world, even tho it was an accident
He finally understands what Hanako and Mitsuba meant by saying they want HIM, someone they trust, to exorcise them. It's hard to imagine as a living person, but as a dangerous supernatural it's as clear as day
What was Kou's best departure, was Teru's worst goodbye
tbhk120 SPOILER
i hope they passed softly and holdings each other’s hands
(ill never recover from this chapter)
A/N: I was inspired to write this ficlet by @7-sided-dice's headcanon about the Halverton boys playing D&D :D It's a double drabble, or 200 words exactly - I was considering not doing a drabble derivative this time around, but the wordcount turned out really close to 200 anyway, and the editing and touching up always makes my writing better, so I like it xD
Shout out to the anon who asked for more Halverton fics! I hope you enjoy!
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It was going well, Scott told himself. Sure, Van and Gian had bickered for ten minutes over whose character would be the tallest, and Sungchul had wanted more subclasses than was possible, but after a few turns they'd settled down and got into it.
Now, they were hanging on his every word as he described the scene.
"The door creaks open to reveal an old room, dust hanging thick in the air. But you can just make out a spectral figure hovering in the middle. This spirit may be here to offer information. Or mislead you to your doom."
"We could ask it about the weird tome we found," Sungchul conferred with the others.
"We should leave it alone," Gian countered. "I think it's a trap. Let's investigate the room."
But Van looked directly at Scott. "I stab the ghost!" he declared.
"You-" Scott began.
"With my sword," Van added, in case that wasn't clear.
The other two stared. Scott could feel his headache from earlier returning. "Before we do this, I just want to check, are you su-"
"Yes."
Scott suppressed a sigh and considered crumpling up his notes.
"Okay." It had been going well. "Everyone roll for initiative…"
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A/N: I've played D&D twice ever - three times if you count the practice session a friend and I did to get the hang of the mechanics - but in one of those sessions, which was with a group of friends of friends, I was playing a Swashbuckler Rogue and I decided that stabbing the ghost seemed like something my character would do, so I did it xD When I was looking for ideas for Halverton chaos, it was the perfect inspiration :D
Look, proof from my notes!
One of these days I will get the chance to play more D&D.
I thought about giving the fic a more "D&D-realistic" title since I'm pretty sure rolling a nat 1 on intelligence isn't a thing, and then I rationalised that it didn't have to make sense and it was better than my other ideas xD
It’s been months and I still haven’t recovered from this Scorbus nose boop
I love drawing fancy glasses 💃
MITSUBA TEACHING KOU HOW TO USE A CAMERA??? ARE WE GOING TO TALK ABOUT THIS?????
I loved you like the sun.