#rhell

My game Rhell is OUT NOW

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My game Rhell, is a creativity based puzzle game where you can use 100,000,000 spells and solve puzzles in your own unique way

I RHELLY like this game!!!!!!!!!!

Anyway go play Rhell: Warped worlds & Troubled times now!! And check out the amazing creator @glugslove

Also one more art for it below, but I will hide it, cuz spoilers

Rhell pixel fanart!!!!!

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To celebrate its release, come join me on a fantastical magical journey where the only limit is how many rune combinations you can think of!

(You’re shattering me, Kay.)

Stix didn’t like telling Rhell what she could and couldn’t do, but after ten minutes of watching her struggle he couldn’t just sit idly by in his chair anymore, the ex-stormtrooper getting up walking over to his wife, looming over her slightly as she tried uselessly to pull her boots on and zip them up.

Now, Rhell could usually do such a basic task on her own, but at five months pregnant things weren’t easy, especially when the task involved bending or reaching something that had her belly in the way of her progress, the ex-inquisitor trying uselessly to pull her leg up enough for her to reach the zipper on it as she huffed impatiently, Stix about to open his mouth and offer assistance just as Rhell let out an exasperated yell and flopped backwards onto their bed, her arms outstretched tiredly and feet dangling off the mattress as her boot slipped off her foot and went clunk on the floor, him pausing for a moment before going to kneel down in front of his now pouting wife.

Getting down and picking up the boot that slid off Rhell’s small foot, the ex-guard proceeded to assist his wife as he eased the footwear onto her and zipped it up, him picking up the other boot that had been long discarded in an aggravated kick and launched a few underwhelming feet away before starting to get it on her other foot. Trying to think up what to even say to Rhell about this mini tantrum, the resistance commander beat her partner to the chance to fill the silence as she huffed out defeatedly, “… Thanks. Sorry for being so… Useless.” She grumbled, Rhell pouting as Stix sighed, zipping her other boot up before moving to stand again.

Walking over to his partner’s side as she still laid on the bed and looked up at him huffily, Stix blew a puff of air out through his nose before toning plainly, “You aren’t useless, you’re pregnant. And you’re trying your best, it isn’t your fault that another person is occupying your body and physically hinders you right now.” He commented, Rhell’s pout not leaving her face as Stix sighed and consoled, “So you can’t tie your own shoes or lift heavy things or get out of bed on your own. It’s not like you’re doing this alone, Rhell. I’m here when you need help.” He assured, his wife glancing up at him and raising an eyebrow as Stix leaned over and brought his mouth to the pout of the ex-inquisitor’s lips, him kissing her gently and bringing a hand up to brush Rhell’s hair from her face as she melted into his touches, the resistance commander reaching her hands up and moving them alone Stix’s jaw and cheek as their kiss deepened.

Warm breath catching and mingling with Rhell’s as she hummed and huffed against his mouth, Stix brought his hands down his wife’s body as he had her distracted, him scooping Rhell up bridal-style and grinning against her lips as he heard her yelp, Rhell’s arms wrapping around Stix’s neck as she finally broke her huffy mood and began to laugh against him.

Giggling and kissing Stix on the mouth one last time lightly before he set her down on her feet, Rhell’s hand instinctively moved to pat over her front and make sure everything was alright as she glanced up at her husband with a warm flush to her cheeks, her beaming in relief while responding tiredly, “… Thank you, Trooperman. I don’t know what I’d do without you.” She commented, snorting a bit and tuning dully, “I’d probably still be stuck on getting my shoes on, in all fairness.” Then laughing again as Stix rolled his eyes and walked over to their travel bags, picking up the two large duffels and slinging them over his shoulders as Rhell used the Force to pick up her jacket off of the floor, Stix scowling at her for a moment.

“… You could’ve used the Force this entire time. To put on your boots.” He stated blandly, Rhell looking at him like she had already known that and was surprised he didn’t as he realized what she was doing and gave Rhell a frown, him stating again, “What, was this just a way to get me to make you feel impor-” Only to be cut off as Rhell strode over and leaned up, kissing Stix’s mouth tenderly and cupping his face in her soft hands before pulling away again, her beaming up at her husband and taking his free hand in her own as she continued to smile sweetly.

Stix rolling his eyes and letting Rhell tug him along, the resistance commander corrected lightly, “Now, that’s a rude assumption. Maybe I don’t like using the Force for mundane tasks because I’d rather my handsome and doting husband be my assistance.” She chirped, smirking crookedly as the compliment made Stix’s ears go red, her snorting and humming, “I like having you be the person to help me when I need it, Trooperman. I like it when you show me how much you love me in such a way.” Rhell beamed, her fingers squeezing against Stix’s assuringly as they finally headed off, Rhell looking down at her pregnant front and exhaling before patting the top of her belly and letting her voice go quiet as she hushed, “… I love you. Especially for putting up with m-” Only to have revenge enacted as Stix stooped and kissed Rhell’s forehead, the action making the ex-inquisitor flush before Stix responded.