Happy Pride Month!

happy pride month!

Pride and Prejudice (personal project) by Airi Pan

long time, no m9

(might fuck around and draw the rest in modern stuff too. maybe. these were drawn in a 3 hr respite from the Mechanisms Fever)

Percy, to Pike: You’re intimidating as fuck, you know that?

Pike: Me?

Percy: Yes.

Pike: How?!

Percy: Everyone’s always worried about impressing you.

Pike: Impressing me?

Percy, briskly: Yes, it’s why we’re rubbish when you’re not around, is everybody’s trying to impress you.

Pike: You know, I’m just rubbish. I’m just all the time rubbish [She laughs].

Percy: I know. Believe me, I’m aware. [He hands her a letter] Here’s a list of every terrible thing I’ve got going on in this city right now. So you’ll know what I’ve got cooking, plus some people that if you need particular things, you can talk to in the city, who are friends of the family. Uh, ten things to see in the city that might be nice, and my ten favorite books in the library, in case you get bored.

vox machina was like 90% "what's a team composition" and the might nein accidently created an unbeatable wall of perfect team build and i love it

Someone tagged my post saying that with Vox Machina each of them was their own hero, and the Mighty Nein have never really felt like that. All of them are just there to watch out for each other. Their first instinct is to protect each other, rather than defeat the opponent. It means that as the DM you can’t really target individual people because you’re always interacting with the whole group and their abilities. You want to break the clerics’ concentration on Bless before you  target any of the melee fighters, but the melee fighters have an ability that prevents you from leaving their range, so you attack the half-orc, but sucks to be you, because his armor fights back, and before you know it you have twelve crossbow bolts in your torso and your whole shit is on fire from two idiots who you’ve barely even seen on the battlefield. 

Baking requires fairly precise timing. On the ship one day Caduceus puts four attempted cupcakes into a small clay oven, finds Caleb, and taps him on the top of the head.

"Twenty minutes," Caduceus says calmly, then sits down and starts checking on the beetles in his staff. Caleb looks at him, confused, before going back to his books.

Exactly twenty minutes later, Caleb's head pops up.

"Twenty minutes," he says.

Caduceus nods his thanks before putting his staff down and walking out the door. It's only three minutes later he returns holding a plate with four cupcake-shaped baked goods when Caleb realizes what just happened.