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every night duvall tucks each and every one of his bees into bed and gives them goodnight kisses on their fuzzy little foreheads and this takes him all night because there are so many of them so he barely gets any sleep and that’s why he’s so haggard all the time

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belated fatt pinup week day 4: caught

or: remember that time when austin was talking about GMing dungeon world and mentioned that a threat on the table during hieron was that ordenna would storm the city of first light and dethrone & kill samot (without him having left for the university),

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you can just name your characters anything. you can name them Printer. you can name them Shnorpty. you can name them There Are Pillars. and peoppe will just have to accept it.

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fatt pinup week day 1: workplace hazards

oh no, someone turned the furnace up too high! samothes doesn't mind, but his clothes do....

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Adaire creating some workplace hazards for @fatt-pinups week (inspired by these pinups!)

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fatt pinup week day 1: manual labor

the mechanic 💪

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reblog to charge throndir’s jackoff crystal

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imagine if you were a mechanic and one day some no-name aristocrat is like "hey... i heard you're like... pretty tight-lipped, right?" and you're like "sure, I need money to pay for my space taxi off of this rock" so you do tune-ups for this aristocrat's kinda mid revolutionary group and you flirt with them a little so they'll ignore the fact you're charging them 300% up the ass until one day a space gas furry shows up at your door and changes your life, worldview, and relationship to politics and maybe you got a romance thing going on but you never clarify it and you wind up in a revolutionary cell with them and who is also here but your mid aristocrat but you're like "hey, just one more step on the road to getting out of here :/" and then the space gas furry buys you a spaceship so you can leave but you kinda wanna see where this space gas furry relationship goes until one day the space gas furry explodes themselves at a funeral to kill a CIA director and then its just you, your other buddies, and your mid aristocrat for five years until the mid aristocrat starts quoting some MCR lyrics at you over the phone while blushing like a closeted fifteen year old and you're like 30 now but it kinda hits anyway and then you decide that because of the space gas furry you're a better person and therefore have to overthrow the government and then the government threatens to blow up the sun and your mid aristocrat accuses you of wanting to blow yourself up to be a martyr and how romantic they thought it would be to live without the threat of an explosion tearing you apart and then you get onto a little bullet spaceship and one of several thousand space gods asks you straight up what you feel the most guilty about and you say "can't worry about that now, I have to stop this explosion" like you couldn't stop that explosion then so that maybe you can go back to that mid aristocrat and your name is Kalvin Brnine and you're canonically the most awkward person alive

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Apple Bottomjeans is a beautiful gname for a gnome

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I think one of my favorite DnD Things is when random rolls become retroactive Lore/Quirks for the character. Not even as a DM ruling, I mean something the whole table adopts organically, whether seriously or as a running joke.

A paladin I DMd for failing every single perception roll turned into him canonically needing glasses and not realizing it.

A combination of failed perception checks and concentration saves becoming a character having ADHD and that getting worked into the acting.

My gnome barbarian with low intimidation rolls despite doing/saying some actually terrifying things suddenly having a voice that cracks like the "WHEN WILL YOU LEARN?! WHEN WILL YOU LEARN?! THAT YOUR ACTIONS!! HAVE CONSEQUENCES!!" kid when he shouts.

Or my favorite, my tabaxi artificer, Gus, comedically failing every religion check when it comes to praying so now it's a whole plot point that gods literally do not perceive him.

(Yes this is an invitation to reply or tell me in the tags if you've had any canon-altering rolls like this I love PC stories)

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fantasmo big naturals

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fantasmo big naturals

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fantasmo big naturals

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our dnd campaign is 8 years old on monday..........

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my toxic trait is being fervently convinced that if i ever came across a dragon irl we would make eye contact and understand each other at a primal level of transcendental trust instead of charring me into a crispy onion

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guys who are blue and also clones

[Image ID: Digital reference sheet of Mako Trig and clones from Friends at the Table: COUNTER/Weight. Mako is a fat, blond man in his early twenties. He has symmetrical light blue markings across his face and body. His fashion sense is a garish mix of green, purple, and pink. The other Mako clones have identical features except for varying blue markings. Larry is also featured in the line-up of clones with an inverted color scheme and inverted markings to Mako. End ID.]