#I'm gonna make an actual sheet

[sleepylink]

The Hero of Legend has Multiclassed into EVERY Dnd class. (Games Ref = A Link to the Past, Oracle of Seasons, Oracle of Ages, Link's Awakening, (Echoes of Wisdom?))

Artificer - He has fixed the master sword.

Barbarian - Ummmm... Rings.

Bard - Link's Awakening's plot

Claric - We have all seen that boy pray, Devine Smite. Also, he is 100% Hylia's favorite. Also he gets a ring that heals him over time.

Druid - Got it for that wild shape! (Bunny, Beast, Likelike, Subrosian, Octorok, The Hero of Hyrule, a Mermaid and a Moblin!)

Fighter - He has so many weapons holy crap, he uses so much stuff.

Gun Slinger - Seed Shooter. Oracle of Ages. HE HAS A GUN.

Monk - Fist ring and Expert's ring (Lets you punch when nothing is in your hands)

Paladin - We have all seen that boy pray, Devine Smite.

Ranger - Bows and those seeds, the terrane thing do be real, also there's that Owl that keeps appearing throughout his games.

Rouge - Literally has a cape that turns him invisible, he's also a hard to hit guy (Roc's feather/cape)

Sorcerer - His bloodline as a descendent to a Knight of Hyrule is Very important in alttp. Lets him do things others cannot.

Warlock - The events of the Oracle games.

Wizard - We could also say that the Likelike, Subrosian, Octorok, Hyrule and the Moblin are Illution magic.

--- Breaking this down vvv ---

OKAY! SO

--- A Link to the Past ---

What did he start as? I would say he started as a Sorcerer, He can start with his Lantern and do fire damage, if you do it right, you can actually get through the beginning of the game only using Fire! + Lvl 1 = Sorcerer.

But after I think he would have started his Multiclass into Fighter, then he started getting his Items. + Lvl 1 = Fighter.

When he get's to That one Dungeon in Alttp, he has his "Magic Book" (Bible) and he prays, Hylian opens the way for him. + Lvl 1 = Paladin.

Then after he goes into the dark world, he turns into a Rabbit! :D (In the manga, he also gets turned into a "Beast") But I know people would be upset if I said this was the Druid point, (Because forceful transformation) so we gonna hold onto that for now and say because of his "Devine Protection" he gets another point into Paladin! + Lvl 1 = Paladin

He fixes the Master Sword! (Also gets a lot of fun magical trinkets) + Lvl 1 = Artificer

All the Items he picks up, Fire Rod and so on, weapons like the Bow and stuff, lets just grab all the stuff that require them to be usable well. Including those Amulets! + Lvl 1 = Ranger + Lvl 1 = Wizard + Lvl 1 = Rouge

Then Against Ganon, We have that Master Sword as well as Smite! + Lvl 1 = Paladin (Oath of the Crown ("The paladins who swear this oath dedicate themselves to serving society")

--- Oracle of Seasons / Ages ---

He was forced into doing this quest by the Triforce. As in a forceful patron/Forceful pact. + Lvl 1 = Warlock (Warlock Patron's can be good and evil)

Seasons Rod. + Lvl 1 = Wizard

Ages Harp. + Lvl 1 = Wizard (Chronurgy Magic)

Okay, so there are A LOT of Rings! So let's just go and grab our Classes and stuff related for them. Look up a ring list if need be, please there are SO many... (about 100 Rings) + Lvl 1 = Claric (Healing Ring) + Lvl 1 = Monk (There are 2 punching rings) + Lvl 1 = Barbarian (So many rings that help thing, holy crap)

Seed Shooter (It's literally a Gun, THEY GAVE LEGEND A GUN-) + Lvl 1 = Gun Slinger

Mermaid. + Lvl 1 = Druid

--- Link's Awakening ---

Gets got by the Wind Fish's dream. THE ENTIRE PLOT OF THE GAME. + Lvl 3 = Bard (College of Glamour ("The bards of this college are regarded with a mixture of awe and fear. Their performances are the stuff of legend." Basically learned the magic in the Fey Wild, The Wind Fish's dream do be a good place to learn.)

Artificer = Lvl 1 Barbarian = Lvl 1 Bard = Lvl 3 = College of Glamour Cleric = Lvl 1 Druid = Lvl 1 Fighter = Lvl 1 Gun Slinger = Lvl 1 Monk = Lvl 1 Paladin = Lvl 3 = Oath of the Crown Ranger = Lvl 1 Rouge = Lvl 1 Sorcerer = Lvl 1 Warlock = Lvl 1 Wizard = Lvl 3 = Chronurgy Magic

Final Lvl = 20

[micamone]

hewwo

[hawkaye]

never gave me goodbye you were gone in high school you walked out of my life i still wonder sometimes what would we have been like?

i can't make you fall in love again - glass animals

[funkytoesart]

Ch2 | P12 | The Breaking of the Waves [Mermaid Hiccup Au]

Masterpost of Pages | Read on Tapas

hmm, me thinks Hiccup didn't like being sidelined for the past 4.5 years since he last appeared in the comic... or, y'know, the 5 minute convo between Astrid and Eret in-story 😅 Hoping to have ch2 page 13 posted within a week or two if i can!

Comic Summary: Astrid Hofferson has wanted to be a marine biologist since she was a little girl. Finally getting her dream job as an intern at the Barbaric Archipelago Aquarium, she finds things not as they seem and a little more than she expected when she befriends a merman named Hiccup.

[wickedcriminal]

I found my Last Dragon folder and i can't believe I never posted these

Hiccup as the Unicorn (Dragon)/Lady Amalthea

Fishlegs as Schmendrick/Prince Lyr

Camicazi as Molly Gru/Captain Cully

Alvin the Treacherous as King Haggard

The Witch Excellinor as Mommy Fortuna

Valhallarama as a Wilderwest warrior, Stoick as a castle guard, Old Wrinkly as the castle cook. King Haggard had men-at-arms in the book, so that's who they are

New secret roles for Hiccups 1 and 2

Snotlout as Ruhk

I had a vision that Hiccup would be a seadragon that goes on the same journey as the Unicorn, trying to find out where the other dragons disappeared to, befriending eccentric friends with dark secrets, looking for the Famed and Terrifying Dragon Furious, and the terrible King Alvin the Treacherous. He becomes human, but instead of falling in love he just gets adopted by the castle staff and his crazy friends and he suddenly realizes that he loves this mortal life more than his immortality; but will he have to give it all up to save the dragons?

[lynxfrost13]

poster for my replika units, the HOPRs

[chalkscrub]

sneak peak of somethin..... i've never had an oc designed by someone else so i did a little design trade with a cool person on twitter - this is the thang i designed for them <:^) just waitin on their approval. thumbs up.

[oklotea]

I wish I never made eye contact with you.

RAAGHHHHHHH LET'S SEE THIS THING REACH 13 NOTES!!!!!!!!!!!! WOOHOOOOO THANK YOU FOR ALL OF YOU WHO ARE HERE I HOPE Y'ALL ARE HAVING A GOOD EVENING!!!!!!

TROLLS NOIRE AU BY THE AMAZING @artroc-ity !!!!! READ COLD CASE OF MY HEART TODAY!!!!!!!!!

[punkeropercyjackson]

Every chronically online cisgirl talks about how much they'd love a punk bf until we start talking about wanting to kill cops and not being cis or genderconforming😔

[cerbreus]

baking never feels more like science to me than when i'm trying to cobble together an intricate multi step recipe together from several different recipes and tutorials online because the recipe I'm imagining doesn't exist....

[kornyo]

never thought I'd ever think this in my life but for once.

this could have been an excel file.

[seekingthestars]

me, last monday when i made the appointment: since i have to do them before the end of october, i'll just go get my biometrics done in two weeks, i have time then, whatever, no problemmm

me, today: how much weight can i lose in the next five days

[essentiallydreadful]

I am EVIL and in my EVILDOER era and my WRATH shall be IMMEASURABLE

[moonlit-orchid]

Normal people: vent about their feelings in a diary or blog post

Me: makes a whole ass zine at nearly midnight

[vault81]

went ahead and used this picrew to create my new fo4 oc's!!

I've decided to name this one Sullivan, he's my pre-war ghoul OC that used to work for the DIA and now the Railroad (this is him pre-ghoulification in his late 20's)

and this is Marie, my scientist/scavenger OC, scrounging ruins for artifacts and data on the old world (more than likely will end up joining The Institute)

[rad-rat-with-a-tophat]

day four of @thetheatergremlin's boyf riends week

✨reunion✨

It was the summer before college and Jeremy hadn't seen Michael in two years. In those two years he'd made new friends, got closer with the ones he already had, and started a mildly successful band.

He wrote the songs and was the lead vocalist, but the fact that most of them were about Michael and how he never got to confess to him and how he was still in love was a total coincidence. In his defense he was the songwriter for a midwest emo band, ignoring the facts that they were from New Jersey and he'd written most of his songs before starting the band.

So here he was, about to start his last set in his hometown with his best friends Jake, Brooke, and Chloe. Christine was in the audience shouting their band name, More Than Survive, at the top of their lungs.

Jeremy and Jake were positioning the mics while the girls were fixing their makeup.

"Dude," Jake said.

"This might be our last time performing in Middleborough,"

"Yeah," Jeremy responded, unwanted sadness pooling in his stomach. Him and all his friends were going to New York for star's sake! He was getting out of tiny little town, out of the endless high school classes, and the shitty classmates who made fun of him for his "stupid gay songs"

But in truth, he was gonna miss his little hometown. He was gonna miss all the good memories. Those with Michael and those without.

Damn, two years later and still not over and still not over him, Jeremy thought to himself. Before he could start full-on monologuing to himself, Brooke and Chloe rushed on to the hurriedly built stage.

"Two minutes until the show starts everyone! Two minutes!" The announcer said into his microphone.

Tonight was the perfect night for what might be their last time performing in Middleborough. The sun was setting, the air was humid but there was a perfect breeze, and there was that slight chatter of people enjoying the time they had before returning to the hell known as school.

Just as Jeremy and the rest of his band got settled, Jake with his guitar, Brooke with her bass, Chloe at the drums, and Jeremy at the mic, a sharp buzz came from the announcer's mic before saying, "Hello and welcome everyone to our 14th annual Summer Performance Festival! Starting us off is the two time winner of Middleborough High School's Battle Of The Bands is More Than Survive!"

Looking out from the stage Jeremy felt a calm he only ever did when performing. On stage he felt confident and at peace, things he could never be normally.

"Hi everyone! We're More Than Survive and we'll be performing three songs for you tonight! Each one had been written or inspired by different members of the band! Our first one was prompted by our wonderful guitarist, Jake Dillinger!"

The first song they played was called what the fuck is a ttrpg? Which was written because Jake needed a song about a huge giant crush he had on this one podcaster who had a podcast about Magic: The Gathering, Pathfinder, DnD, and other card games and ttrpgs alike. Jeremy had never listened to the podcast because he wasn't the biggest fan of them, but he had Jake write a letter about everything he liked about the guy and then Jeremy the turned the letter into a song.

The song ended and the audience launched into applause. Jeremy smiled, overwhelmed with appreciation that he started this band. Sure, it was originally because he needed a way to release his pent-up feelings but now others could too! All because of him and his friends! It fucking rad.

"This second song is called is called ride to pinkberry, written by our amazing drummer, Chloe Valentine and mega-talented bassist and back-up vocalist, Brooke Lohst!"

Brooke and Chloe smiled at the applause, neither of them seemed like they were in a midwest emo band. Brooke was wearing pastels with gentle make up, and Chloe looked like modern Regina George with slightly less pink. But anyone who doubted their stage presence was completely wrong. Without them, Jeremy and Jake would just be two losers with okay music but no personality.

Right at the middle of the musical interlude, Jeremy noticed Jake staring at one singular spot in the crowd, mouth slightly ajar. Jeremy turned his gaze towards the spot that Jake was looking at.

There he saw a short, but absolutely shredded guy around their age who had blonde hair with a purple streak which eerily fit into the description of podcast guy in what the fuck is a ttrpg?

Guess podcast guy might return Jake's crush, Jeremy noted, observing the shorter guy's star-struck face.

But then Jeremy noticed the people next to podcast guy.

One of them was a fairly tall girl that he'd never seen who had her phone in her hands, but was still looking at the performance. Then he saw Christine who he guessed must have invited these people.

And then he saw someone who he thought he'd never see again.

A face he hadn't seen in two years, the face of one Michael Mell.

Before Jeremy could have a larger reaction than Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit, the musical interlude finished and Jeremy came back in to finish the song.

"Uhm, now for our third and final song," Jeremy stuttered, the first time he'd done so on stage since his first several sets. "We have a fan-favorite written by y-yours truly, cardigan!"

The crowd erupted into a surprising amount of applause for a local band, none the wiser that Jeremy was on the brink of a panic attack.

They started the song, Jeremy trying but failing to pull his gaze away from Michael, who was staring at him from the start of the song.

"...and i gave you my cardigan and you said that'd you'd give it back,

but now it's two years later and it's clear that i'm never gonna get it back,

but i don't mind, no i don't mind,"

Michael stared at Jeremy, he looked almost the same as he remembered him, albeit taller, older, and a little fuller. But nonetheless he was beautiful in the way that only your oldest friends could ever be."

"...and now i'm sitting here alone, wishing that i was stoned in your basement,

but now it's two years later and i never ever got the chance to say i love you,

and i can't mind, no i can't mind,"

Jeremy knew he was screwed. He just sang a song he wrote about his childhood best friend while making direct eye contact with said childhood best friend. He. Was. Screwed.

The rest of the set passed with a blur, Jeremy couldn't even remember leaving the stage.

"Jeremy," Approached Brooke carefully, gingerly touching his shoulder, "Are you okay?"

"Michael. In the audience," Jeremy gasped, panic catching up to him once the adrenaline of performing started to wear off.

Just then a figure appeared in front oh him.

Michael.

"Jeremy?" He asked, voice a bit deeper than he remembered but otherwise the same comforting sound that warmed Jeremy through his whole body.

"Jeremy are you okay?"

Jeremy laughed, bitter and choked with tears that were starting to form. "I just sang a song about how I'm still in love with my childhood best friend after two whole years in front of that best friend. Do you think I'm okay!?"

Michael considered this for a moment, "Yeah well, that best friend is kinda still in love with you after two years so..."

Jeremy's gaze shot from the floor to look Michael straight in the eye, Jeremy was still taller than him but not by much.

"Oh," He stated simply. "Oh,"

"Yeah, can I hug you?"

Jeremy nodded collapsing into Michael's arms. Their hug felt the way it always did.

Yeah, there would be things that had changed but right now Jeremy was only focused on how good it felt to hug someone who had been missing from his life for the past two years.