#Shrunken DnD

[eldritchwaffless]

Made a character for my previous post Haven't made a name for her yet, maybe "GumDrop" or something like that...

If you have any ideas, like for characters, the setting, etc feel free to tell me about it!

[cloaksandcapes]

Who wants to move around the battlefield like a Boggle from DnD? This will one day be a part of our monster collection! I'm thinking, now that I'm looking at it, it may need a cooldown or usage limiter, like number of times equal to prof bonus? Thoughts?

Shrunken Boggle Skulls

Wondrous Item, rare

“A couple of shrunken Boggle skulls tied together and tattooed with various magical runes. This odd and morbid trinket allows the user to access some of the natural magical abilities of the Boggles.” You can use a bonus action to create an invisible and immobile rift within an opening or frame you can see within 5 feet of it, provided that the space is no bigger than 10 feet on any side. The dimensional rift bridges the distance between that space and a point within 30 feet of it that you can see or specify by distance and direction (such as “30 feet straight up”). While next to the rift, you can see through it and are considered to be next to the destination as well, and anything that you put through the rift (including a portion of your body) emerges at the destination. Only you can use the rift, and it lasts until the end of your next turn.

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[sticks-stones-and-bittybones]

Played dnd tonight and one of the most unhinged things fucking happened. So as previously established in a previous post, my Dog necromancer Boneryguard has the magnificent mansion spell and all 100 servants conjured in it are Papyrus in maid outfits.

So we spend the night there and in the morning i wasn't really paying attention to one conversation until I heard my characters name, so I had them interject. Unfortunately because I wasn't paying attention I missed that they were having a private conversation in their bedroom, (they're playing a couple so they sleep together).

Once I realized my mistake I was gonna be like "oh my bad, ignore me" but then they just went with my intrusion so I played it out. So apparently my character, and the other character that's my snuggle partner slept in the couple's room the whole night without them noticing. (My snuggle partner and I had been like shrunken so we just reasoned since we were so small they could have easily been missed by the couple).

But then! But then the DM has a skeleton pop out from under the bed and ask if we were leaving so he could clean. The dude freaks out asking why the fuck they're was a skeleton under the bed. My answer to this absolutely absurdity the DM threw at us was that they're was 100 skeletons, but not a hundred rooms, and they had to be somewhere.

Unfortunately the problem with this was the couple the previous night had had a fade to black scene. And I implied the skeleton just lived there without thinking about that. But that means he was there, just laying perfectly still under the bed, and he heard EVERYTHING.

This of course started a string of naughty jokes.

So at breakfast you can just ask the skeletons for whatever and they'll manifest it, cause this spell is based. But the dude asks the skeletons for ribs. Now let it be know that they take everything very literally. So I deadpanned at the dude and go "Did you just ask the skeleton for ribs?" Which has him slapping his head having not realized his stupidity.

Now I thought the DM would just have him bring out like a plate of rib bones cause the te he funny, but no. No that's not what happens at all. Our DM had one of the poor maid outfit wearing Papyrus duplicates get up on to the table, strip his shirt off revealing his was covered in meat and bbq sauce, and then lay in front of the dude saucily and say "Like what you see?"

😳😳😳😳 live reaction

My character starts freaking out saying the dude is making his servants do weird shit.

The dude's freaking out cause the servants are doing weird shit.

Everyone else is in a state of shock or amusement. The DM cackling like the demented evil maniac he is.

It was fucking wild.

Moral of the story, pay attention to conversation locations. Lol

[xaeyrnofnbe]

need more people to read angel volume 2 (boom studios) because it contains the most well-adjusted version of angel in the whole multiverse and he still kinda sucks and i think that's so funny. he's an actor. he plays dnd and gets really emotionally invested in his character. everyone carried him around in their pockets one time because he was shrunken down real small. spoiler for the ending but he made out with cordelia in buffy's grave. like literally INSIDE her casket. like what the fuck dude. he's like jerma to me

[rhozahscraftedcatalog]

More weekend means more Curious Collectibles tables are ready to toll on! If you like these and want even more options each week, new tables can be downloaded over on my Patreon page every Friday! - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Some additional inspirational prompts for the above treasure items:

What sort of magical ability could this potion grant the user? Resistance to Fire Damage? Or a Breath Weapon Like that of a Dragons?

What kind of griffon laid these eggs? Could it be a now extinct species? Perhaps a local Wizard would be interested in you retrieving these relics? Or would you sell them to a local bandit lord?

What sort of properties do these arrows have? And who made them?

What magical experiment are these slugs? Could they be actual shrunken and transformed dragon wyrmlings?

And most importantly, what option would you choose? - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -

As always, this table is available and free for you to use in your home DnD / Pathfinder / Tales of the Valiant / Shadowdark / TTRPG games, to help generate some more descriptive loot. These treasure options are perfect for a new quest-hook or a truly epic / one of a kind reward to feed your players (ever growing) loot goblinoid hunger.

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[sloppypears-ash-sg]

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Category: About Me

I am SloppyPears-ASH-SG!

I am a minor

My birthday is October 14th (10/14 or 14/10 depending on how you write it).

I am American/live in the US 🇺🇲

I am pangender (identify as all genders), and I use any pronouns!

I am unlabeled in sexuality terms.

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Category: My yumes!

All of my yumes! (Yes, I yumeship)

Format:

Sona (sona's fandom): character (character's fandom)

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Romantic:

Jennifer (Inside Out/Despicable Me): Riley (Inside Out) and Margo (Despicable Me) aged up

Flip Phone (OSC): Princess Hat (C2BC - I don't support the creator)

Creativity Bear (Care Bears): Love-a-Lot, Oopsy, and Secret Bear (Care Bears)

Plead and Happy Cry (The Emoji Movie): Gene and Jailbreak (The Emoji Movie, nonsharing except with my friend)

Princess Opal (Super Mario): Princess Peach (The Super Mario Bros Movie + possibly the game canon)

Platonic:

Frequency/AMFM (hhgregg): HH (hhgregg, nonsharing except with a couple of friends)

Familial:

Vivian Fry (Futurama/RWappin Albuquerque): Philip J. Fry (Futurama, big brother), Jon Fry (Albuquerque, big brother), Miracle Machine/John Albie (Albuquerque, cousin)

8B Pencil (BFDI): Pencil (BFDI, big sister), Pen (BFDI, cousin), Marker (BFDI, cousin)

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Doubles are free to interact unless specified! I will respect non-sharing yumes.

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Category: DNI (do not interact)

Basic DNI criteria (idk if I am supposed to link anything)

Basic DNI criteria, fetish/NSFW (Tumblr), Pro-Isreali, Anti-Palestine, zionists (Jewish people can interact if they are not pro-Isreali), inbox spammers [I'd prefer if bots not interact either], opinion bashers, factkin, people who ship REAL PEOPLE together, people who think that II Bow and Bot are one and the same (THEY CANONICALLY AREN'T), people under 13 (my content IS NOT FOR KIDS), ANYONE IN THE GOANIMATE/VYOND/PLOTAGON COMMUNITY (I genuinely hate those ppl /srs), possibly people who don't allow others to use tone indicators or don't want people using tone indicators around them, people who ship ANY DSMP ships (those make me INCREDIBLY uncomfortable /srs), BakuDeku shippers (sorry, Gacha ruined it for me), MLB Adrianette shippers (1. Gacha ruined it, 2. It's FUCKING TOXIC.), People staying neutral to the conflict of Isreal and Palestine out of willful ignorance, if you sexualize MePhone4 with a charger and/or his DND mode, ABDL/TBDL (Tumblr), DDLG/ageplay (disgusting no matter what), proshippers/darkshippers/comshippers - ANYONE who uses those labels, people who support Tsundere Cobs Theory (it's commonly used to romanticize abuse and/or proship), anyone who ships Meeplecest (Cobs and any of his creations/MePhone4 x 3GS, 4S, or MePad/3GS x 1 or 3G) or Cobs x any of the contestants, Beer Keg (C2BC) supporters, Gene (The Emoji Movie) doubles other than my friend, any accounts of Bella_Animates on YouTube (<- she knows what she did - I hope), YIFL accounts, HH doubles other than my two friends.

Thin ice: Cease and/or Desist (Shrunken School Obby) self-shippers (stalked a Cease self-shipper and threatened to stalk another, though I did apologize and I don't plan on doing that again)

Category: Uncomfy fandoms and DNI-level ships

DSMP - Never really liked it, and the ships make me uncomfortable. YOU ARE LITERALLY SHIPPING REAL PEOPLE, GUYS /nbh

Plus, Dream stans. Not to mention Dream HIMSELF got accused/exposed (?) for being a pedophile.

MHA (partially) - Never really liked it, and I probably never will. Plus, Gacha ruined BakuDeku and such for me.

MLB/Miraculous Ladybug (partially) - Never watched the show, but again, Gacha ruined it for me.

Sally Face (ONLY DISLIKE THE FANDOM, MAINLY THE SHIPPERS, NOT THE GAME.) - The shippers are pretty unhinged. And it doesn't matter what part of the game you're at, SALLARRY IS FUCKING PROSHIP. THEY'RE CANONICALLY STEPBROTHERS. (Also, I don't really see much in SalAsh, lack of romantic implications or the like.)

The Loud House/Numberblocks, Alphabet Lore, the like - More toxic than not.

Dandy's World: The fandom is insane, mainly the shippers. Don't even get me started on the Discord server. But I do like the characters.

Sprunki: Content farmed beyond belief, never was interested.

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Askbox rules!

- Anon is off because I don't want weirdos hiding behind anon!

- Be nice.

- Keep things SFW! This includes requests! Don't be weird!

- If you want a request to be anonymous, DM me.

- Up to two requests per person I don't know. Close friends get more requests because I trust them more.

- I have the right to deny your request if I don't agree with the details.

- Don't spam.

- You can send fanart. It must be SFW.

- If I don't know you, don't ask to ship your OCs with mine (especially my sonas!) because that makes me uncomfortable.

- If you ask for capless Pen, I'll assume you are associated with one of my ex-friends on DA (who did fetish art and was weird) and I'll block you.

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Category: Ships I'm uncomfortable with

Mainly ships I WON'T draw if asked to. Do NOT tag any of these as ship.

OSC: Fireafy, Tengolf, 1014, 015, Saltjay, Popsiclejelly (AIB), and Firepound.

SMG4: Mario x Meggy, Luigi x Saiko, SMG3/SMG4 x women, Meggy/Tari/Belle x men

Super Mario: Mario x Peach

Ships I'm okay with but will not draw:

OSC: Twophone, 4x

SMG4: Belle x Tari

If I allow you to send me requests, I will allow you to send me ship requests -

UNLESS IT'S ON THIS LIST. I WILL MAKE MORE LISTS OF MY UNCOMFY SHIPS IN THE FUTURE.

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Other social media:

I will officially announce certain social medias if I'm comfortable.

[newvegascowboy]

also posting the in universe mythology story i wrote for my dnd game

In the far reaches of Xandria, where civilization gave way to savage wilderness, there was a young farmer who eked out his living among the land. His name was Aedus, and Aedus was pious and pure.

Every morning, Aedus left his small hut and went out into the fields to greet the dawn. At a humble altar built from river stones, he always left the best of his harvest. The most bountiful bundle of wheat, the sweetest apple, the best cut of meat from his hunts. He left it there for Pollonia, Goddess of the Dawn, for he revered her above all the other gods in the Golden City.

Pollonia knew him for his piety, for every morning as she drew the sun from the land, she stopped before Aedus' humble altar to partake of his offerings. The bundle of wheat made the freshest bread, the sweetest apple was more delightsome than the food which sustained the gods, and the best cut of meat from Aedus' hunts impressed the other gods. Every morning as she passed above Aedus' hut, she stopped to admire him from afar, and she grew to love him for his piety to her.

One day, during a harsh winter when the land was withered with snow, as Pollonia drew the sun across the sky, she found Aedus leaving his offering for her at his humble altar. He was as shrunken as the land, lean and frail. The offering was not the best bushel of wheat or the sweetest apple, or a fine catch. Aedus was leaving nothing at all.

Pollonia stopped to watch him, and as her rosy feet touched the grass, it blossomed. The snow melted around her, flowers springing up around her feet. The winter chill abated, and Aedus found himself with the vigor of summer. He knew whose presence had blessed him, and he threw himself at the feet of the goddess.

Aedus, Said Pollonia, Why do you not offer the best of your stores?

Goddess, said Aedus. You know me.

And Pollonia said, Yes Aedus, I know you. I have loved you for your piety to me these long years. Why now do you offer so little?

Goddess, said Aedus, It has been a long winter. I have nothing to offer. I am withered like the land, and I cannot reap the fields to bring you a bushel of wheat. I cannot climb the trees in the orchard to bring you the sweetest apple. I cannot draw a bow to gift you the best of my catch. I can offer only my worship.

And Pollonia took pity on the man who had served her so faithfully all her years. Aedus, the Goddess said, I will reward you with the best gift a woman can bestow upon a man. I will gift you a son, so that he might reap your fields and climb the trees in your orchard and hunt the forests for you. If you will pay your libations to me again when the summer comes, I will grant you this gift.

So Aedus again threw himself at the feet of the Goddess, thanking her for her generosity and kindness. Pollonia took back to the skies, carrying the sun across the sky, and Aedus continued to be faithful. When the summer came, at his humble altar, he left the best of his stores. Pollonia was pleased by his piety, and after she had drawn the sun across the sky and her sister, Hesperos, was drawing the veil of night across the land, Pollonia went again to Aedus' hut.

She remained with him for the night, and when the sun rose again, dawn did not come from the gates of the Golden City. True to her word, Pollonia left Aedus a son - a beautiful babe, with bronze skin and eyes that gleamed like the first rays of dawn. Aedus named the boy Itys.

Aedus loved Itys, and taught him piety and faithfulness to the Goddess that had granted him life. Every morning, Aedus took Itys to the altar where they would lay the best of their crops and watch the dawn trace the sky, and every morning, as Pollonia drew the sun from the gates of the Golden City, she cast her warm gaze upon her god-child, and Itys felt her warmth.

Itys grew quickly, his god-blood outracing the quick mortal affliction. By the time he was one, he already walked and spoke. By the time he was two, he wore the body of a young man. As a child is wont to do, Itys spent his time outdoors, racing through the woods and exploring the world far beyond the fence of his father's farm.

The woods were dangerous, but no animal or creature dared to touch him, afraid to suffer the wrath of the Dawn Lady. Itys was kind to the creatures of the forest, and he was loved by the trees and the streams and the rocks, which dared not harm him. He grew in strength and skill, listening to the forest as it taught him to hunt and track prey, and how to catch his quarry. Itys listened well, and took the best of his catch to his Mother's altar so she would see it and smile upon him.

Despite his mortal affliction, Itys was far faster and stronger than the mortal children. Aedus gifted him a bow so that he might defend himself against the creatures of the forest, but it shattered in his hands, his god-blood too great for his form to contain. Itys went to the trees, and asked them each for a branch so that he might make a bow worthy of his strength. The great oak refused, too proud to bend its branches. The willow, refused, too weak to throw his arrows. The birch refused, too brittle, and would shatter in his hands. Finally, Itys asked the yew, and the yew agreed. Itys made a mighty bow from its boughs, so large and heavy that only a God-Child could hope to draw its arms back. Itys was pleased with the gift, and blessed the yew with good fortune. Thus, the yew grew poisonous berries to keep itself safe from birds and other animals.

One day, Itys found the nest of a falcon. The mother had been killed, and her chicks lay dead except one. Itys took it and cared for it, and it became his faithful hunting companion. Together, the two of them became lords of the hunt.

After only ten short years, Itys appeared as though he were a man of twenty. He possessed a wisdom and intelligence greater than even that of his father Aedus, and Itys decided it was time for him to take a wife. Aedus, who had grown old, agreed. His farm had prospered through the years, and Itys' sons would bring greater wealth. With his father's blessing, Itys went to the village to seek a woman. He found one, a young weaver named Eumenia.

Eumenia was gentle and composed, with a sweet smile and soft voice. Her hair was golden, her skin unweathered, and Itys decided she would make him an agreeable wife. But Itys was not Eumenia's only suitor. Another man, named Lycus, was jealous of Itys for his hunting prowess, and for his bronze skin, and for the ways his eyes gleamed like the first rays of dawn. Lycus coveted Eumenia, but knew that she would chose Itys over him, so he challenged Itys to a test of skill - to go out and hunt a buck, and whoever returned with the more impressive kill would win Eumenia's hand, and it would be their wedding feast.

Itys, who was well loved by the forest, and who had been taught to track prey by the trees and stones themselves, laughed at such a challenge. Lycus, he said, I hear and accept your challenge, and I pray that you will accept defeat more graciously.

So the two of them went out into the woods, armed with their bows, to track the most impressive prey. Quickly, Itys found the tracks of a great buck and began to follow it, listening to the trees and stones to lead him to his quarry. Lycus, too, was hunting, but not a great buck or savage boar. The most impressive prey in the forest was Itys himself.

Soon, the sun began to set, and Hesperos drew her dark veil across the land. Lycus set upon Itys, drawing his bow and sending his arrow through Itys' back. It pierced his chest, and Itys fell among the brush. Lycus took Itys' powerful yew bow, and set following the tracks of the great buck so that he might return to Eumenia with a prize for their wedding feast.

But Itys, God-Child, was not so easily killed. Though Lycus' treacherous arrow pierced his heart, Itys did not die. He lay among the brush, praying to his holy Mother for salvation.

When Dawn came, and Pollonia stopped above Aedus' farm, there was no offering for her. Aedus, she said, and when her feet touched the ground they scorched the land. Most pious, where is your offering?

Fearfully, Aedus said, Dawn Lady, your son went to the village to seek a wife, and left on a great hunt to win his beloved's hand.

So Pollonia continued on to the village, where she found Lycus and Eumenia having a wedding feast. A great buck was roasting on the fire, and the bride seemed bright and joyful. Itys was not among them, and Pollonia stopped her journey once again.

Bride, she demanded, and young Eumenia fell to the Goddess' feet in fear. Where is your husband who would challenge my son, Itys, the hunter of these lands?

And Lycus felt fear for his murder of Itys. He fell beside his wife Eumenia and said, My lady, he did not return from his hunt. I caught the great buck in the woods and so it became my wedding prize for Eumenia.

Pollonia left the wedding, and as she drew the dawn across the land, she searched the woods for her son. But she could not find Itys. For three days and three nights, Itys laid on the forest floor. He prayed to his mother each morning so that she might hear him as she crossed the land. And each day, the animals of the forest descended upon his body to scavenge it, for that was the law of nature. As Itys had hunted the beasts of the forest, the beasts of the forest consumed him. His faithful companion, the falcon, could not prevent it, though she harried the foxes and the wolves and the crows who would feed on god-flesh and bloodied their eyes.

Itys' blood ran thick on the ground until it reached the river. Dismayed, the river told the stones, and the stones told the roots of the trees, and the roots told the leaves. On the third day, as Pollonia drew the sun across the land and searched for Itys, the leaves whispered to her of the terrible crime committed in the woods.

The falcon, Itys' faithful companion, waited until the beasts of the forest had left naught but bones. When the divine spark of Itys' soul was laid bare, the falcon snatched it from the jaws of a fox and carried it up towards the Golden City. Pollonia found him then, Lycus' treacherous arrow lying among the bones, and she wept for her son, who she would never again smile upon on her heavenly journey across the sky. As she wept she listened to the trees and the stones, and the animals which had partaken of the God-flesh. They spoke of Lycus' treachery, and the murder of her son.

So Pollonia rose and returned to her journey, and the next morning, she stopped among the village. When her feet touched the land, they burned and scorched the ground. The villagers begged and pleaded with her, but she could not be persuaded. When again she returned to the sky, there was nothing left behind her but bones and ash.

That night, as Hesperos drew the veil of night across the land, Pollonia wept in the Golden City for the life of her young son. She could not be consoled, even by her gracious husband, the King Basilius. She would not leave the Golden City, and for three days, there was no dawn.

On the third day, a hand touched her shoulder and said, Why do you weep, Dawn Lady?

And Pollonia said, For my murdered son, whose strong hands will never again leave libation and who has naught a grave to mourn at.

And the voice said, Dawn Lady, there is no need of a grave, for I am not dead.

And Pollonia looked up into the face of her son Itys, with bronze skin and eyes like the first rays of dawn. He stood before her, hale and whole, but for a mark on his chest where Lycus' arrow had struck him. She could sense none of his mortal affliction, and in her presence, he was not burned to ash. Amazed, Pollonia asked, My son, how do you live?

Itys answered her, My faithful companion, the Falcon, spirited my divine soul to the Golden City before it could be consumed by the beasts of the forest. There she cared for me as I once cared for her, and she fed me the food and drink of the gods so that I might join you here in the Golden City.

So Pollonia embraced her son Itys, no longer God-Child but God, and took his place among the pantheon in a throne at his Mother's foot.

[oldschoolfrp]

“The lich Abraxa has raised you from your grave to locate some of the twelve pieces of the magical Staff of Waterdeep” (George Barr, Forgotten Realms Solo Quest Knight of the Living Dead by Allen Varney, TSR, 1989)

[antlering]

i’m so entertained by the final roll call for my Curse of Strahd players:

Hanyu, as in figure skating superstar Yuzuru Hanyu, in this case a Long Death monk from Barovia gone insane from dimension-hopping (and the missing sibling of a certain demonic NPC)

Francis, part of an adopted family all named Francis (including Francis, a ranger in our other campaign), an Aarakocra Shepherd druid with insomnia who doesn’t know he’s a rogue werewolf

Grenn Silverfist, goliath battle master sworn to kill werewolves, vampires and all manner of undead + fiends

Zira, tiefling Lycan blood hunter bitten by the Night Mother (Shar???) and also sworn to kill rogue werewolves

Brialdre, aasimar Paladin of Savras, a deity killed by Shar/the Night Mother and just recently returned to life

Halros, half-elf dhampir Glamour bard (who doesn’t remember becoming a dhampir) invited to Barovia by Strahd to perform, and

Freya, Halros’ enchanted shrunken head - our last usual party member is already in another Strahd campaign and this head that of her forge cleric, dead in our world, who occasionally chimes in with nothing useful to add

[scrumpygoat]

Drew my pal's half-orc gal for her birthday!!

PAMBJØRN BODICE-RIPPER

[sonicasura]

Hydra!Four

Another monster Link! For anyone wondering, no I'm not doing because it's October. Just like messing with a character's species. If you guys don't know, Hydras are a mythical serpent from Greek Mythology. This is an example I took from a DND page.

Hydra nature came from his mother's side and manifested fully at eight years old. Body is similar to a Mexican Mole Lizard in structure with each head having their own set of hands and upper torsos. The lower half being similar to an iguana with four different colored tails. When split, all colors have their own serpentine body.

Around 48 ft in length when whole whilst 12 ft in length if split. A shrunken Four is the size of a house cat as his split form measures around the average garden snake. Each one of Four's heads have their own element. Green is Earth, Red is Fire, Blue is Water and Violet is Poison. Very few people and the Minish know about his Hydra nature.

Violet scales double as both an antidote and poison. Plucking a scale without permission makes it poisonous unlike when given permission. The poisonous scales act similar to Cane Toad venom, yeah, someone's going to become incapacitatingly high.

Green scales act as a fertilizer of sorts. One ground up scale can revitalize an entire crop field. However if stolen then the scale will petrify instead. Can be used to boost the healing power of medicine.

Blue scales function like purifiers, revolving any toxins from various liquids. A single scale can purify a small lake. Stolen scales will freeze whatever liquid it touches including blood.

Red scales grant powerful fire properties to any object imbued with it. Can even turn suits of armor into lava based diver suits. Stolen scales will incinerate any non-living object and set ablaze living creatures.

Four is extremely careful when it comes to shedding season. Often storing his shed scales in magic sealed chests as they can be super dangerous on their own. Tends to be very nippy around friends and fully hostile with strangers during shedding season.

Four would often use his scales to help his town or neighboring areas. This usually happens if the conditions are very bad such as devastated crops, polluted waters, etc. His red scales are used the most while his violet scales are used the least.

Complete hoarder when it comes to any well crafted forge item or highly rare material. His hoard is hidden within a private aclove whenever he feels like lazing about in his monster form.

Can purr although it's often mistaken for rumbling. Tends to eat rock or minerals such as iron, steel and even gems. Four likes to sunbathe or relax in water. He tends to shrink using magic just so he can relax in Hydra form without causing a scene.

Like any Hydra, cutting off Four's head will only cause two more to grow in its place. Can happen in human form as well although it's super irritating for him especially since they're chatterboxes. Extra heads are difficult to get rid of whenever the Four Sword isn't used.

Constant arguing tends to happen between Four's heads. At best two get into a bickering match and at worst all four are arguing. Nipping alongside slapping are bound to occur if it isn't interrupted.

Chain finds out when a Yiga cuts off Four's head in human form. No one expected two to grow instead of one nor the Smithy to say 'Fuck it' and transforms. Has been asked on multiple occasions if he was cursed to the point it becomes irritating.

If any Link calls him short in human form then he's quick to assume his Hydra and lay his tail down on the culprit. The Chain gets front row seats to any bickering matches between their companion's heads. Time usually breaks them apart.

Four does give his fellow Links some of his scales to use for emergencies, at least three per color. He wants to make sure that his brothers in arms have extra protection if they get separated by a portal or trap.

Only uses his Hydra form in battle under dire circumstances or extremely pissed off. Otherwise, Four lazes about as a cat sized beastie whenever he feels like it. Usually takes a nap in one of the Chain's bags during those times.

That's all I have for now! Until next time folks, I'll see you back in Hyrule!

@paradoxical-hermitcrab

[syntrimal]

big ugly watermark version and shrunken file LMAO

Commission done fore @localrobosexual of their DnD oc Seraph!! I had so much fun with the colors in this piece!! Thank you!!

[lady-vir]

hermits but as a dnd party

grian: goblin rouge, need i say more, probably the most chaotic of the party

scar: human wizard, this one works on multiple levels. scar is probably the first dead being a wizard and well, scar. most likely dead to a goblin encounter, said goblin is probably grian

rendog: Tiefling (or perhaps a canus??) bard, again, need I say more? def the horny bard type

cleo: Hollow One Necromancer, definitely laudna vibes, carries around a bunch of shrunken heads

gem: elf druid lover of plants

mumbo: human cleric, was tempted to put him as an artificer, but we all know he’d probably somehow form a cult of random koblods to preach the power of some gnome overlord

doc: definitely a half automaton artificer

ik I didn’t do all the hermits, i just did the ones that I could really place as certain dnd races/classes, also I don’t watch all the hermits

[coneedogawa]

WIP Challenge

Rules: "post the names of all the files in your WIP folder regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them and then post a little snippet of it or tell them something about it! And then tag as many people as you have wips. I have deemed that this isn’t just for writing either. Sketch titles? Comics? Dnd campaigns? If you have an unfinished project, it counts!!"

@elfchensdcartblog

Really puttin’ me on the spot huh? Lol. Most of these don’t have a name and are under the same document so bear with me while I just loosely make up some names that fit the plot.

WIP Fics(Rough title):

Wake Me Up (Heizuha)

Pain Reliever (Heizuha)

Ever Seen Scott Pilgrim? (Heizuha)

We’re Through (Heizuha) (The fic I promised in the poll.)

Mixed Signals (Heizuha)

Heiji’s Luck (Heizuha)

More Than He’d Ever Get to Say (Heizuha)

Texting (Heizuha)

She Was Pretty, She Was You (Heizuha) 

I Don’t Know if I Love You (Kazuha-centric)

Strong Lungs (Heiji-centric)

(The oldest, practically abandoned concept) Shrunken! Kazuha

Potential Fic/Art Concepts(Not started yet)

Shinichi/Kazuha bonding (Fic)

Kazuha/Sera bonding (Fic)

Kazuha/Mikiko bonding (Fic) 

Kazuha as Max from Stranger Things Season 4 (Art)

Garfield... just garfield (Art)

My headcanon on Heizuha family (Art and Fic)

Now for nomination: @robotics5  Give us more dnd loreeeee 

[bakathief]

WIP challenge

Rules: "post the names of all the files in your WIP folder regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them and then post a little snippet of it or tell them something about it! And then tag as many people as you have wips. I have deemed that this isn’t just for writing either. Sketch titles? Comics? Dnd campaigns? If you have an unfinished project, it counts!!"

I was tagged by @nymphadorathetemplar @elfchensdcartblog @bestillmyfastbeatingheart and @blithe-bee - thank you for the tag! 

As for my illustrations, they are usually all finished right away. I can‘t stand half-finished art lying around 🙈 However, there are some ideas I would like to turn into comics some day! There are some collab-WIPs I won‘t talk about, since those are not solely my ideas so gotta wait for those to come out sooner or later. 👍 these are the folder titles of my procreate, enjoy

Medical au

Ghost au

Direction unknown

Shinichi doesn‘t know AU

Time travel AU

Guardian Angel au

Love au

Shrunken AU

パンドラ

Idol AU

Breaking bad au

Flower Kaito au

Bakery au

Shadow Chase (constant WIP orz)

I‘m tagging @cleflink @rainyfox3 @urlthatsumsmeup and anyone else who wants to share their WIPs 🎉 

[elfchensdcartblog]

WIP Challenge

Rules: "post the names of all the files in your WIP folder regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them and then post a little snippet of it or tell them something about it! And then tag as many people as you have wips. I have deemed that this isn’t just for writing either. Sketch titles? Comics? Dnd campaigns? If you have an unfinished project, it counts!!"

Thanks to @ueyyuey for tagging me 😊

I don’t have one collected WIP folder but I try to list all of them.

Also I don’t have an overview of all unfinished or planned pictures 😅 so I mostly can only list story work.

Fanmanga/Doujinshi

Wedding Bells (Part 2 + 3)

Heisukes Story (Chapter 6-20)

Chocolate Sticks (Chapter 3 - ?)

Chocolate Sticks Sidestory: KID‘s Apprentice

Drunken Confession (HeiZuha)

Momiji Omiai (HeiZuha)

Fanfic

Happily Ever After

Pictures

Hattori Family Pic (Chocolate Sticks)

Shorts/Not decided

These will be either short comics or I haven’t decided on their form yet.

Ever wanted (HeiZuha)

Daisy (HeiZuha)

Ghost Detective (HeiZuha)

Innocent guilty

Heiji the kid (shorts)

Bees and Flowers (Hattori/Toyama Family Story)

Melon seeds (prequel, kinda Shizuka/Heizo?)

Father!Shinichi

Soulmates (HeiZuha/ShinRan)

Shrunken Girl!Heiji

Just a birthday present (HeiZuha)

Momiji Date

Kiss Kiss (HeiZuha)

How we became friends (HeiZuha)

Non-DCMK-stuff

My friend Tatsu

Lovely Angel + Prequel (I think I’ll never ever finish this but well it lives in my head over 20 years now lol)

OC group (picture)

Elementary Guardians

Archangels

Death learns (forgot that one 😅)

I‘ll tag… uh, I’m sorry if anyone has been tagged before and I don’t know as many people as I’ve WIPs. 😂 @fuchstastisch @otaku-108 @heizuha-queen @bakathief @coneedogawa