#goblin-deity

[a-holiday-ever]

HAPPY HOLIDAYS AND A MERRY NEW YEAR

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SMG4 - Holiday Deity AU

Taking Inspiration from @michealscorneroftheinternet there will be an AskBox

•Open Status and Closed Status

Following that, there will be different types of answers to Questions!! They will be marked at the beginning of my response with either a

Canon or Not Canon (So I can answer questions without disrupting the ongoing story! As this Blog will be alllllll about the story!!! I have big plots in store for you all that will make you Laugh, Cry and definitely not question the Reality of your existence(/ref)

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Canon: means that the answer I have given is canon to the character and story! It either affected something or was something I already had planned and you managed to guess it!

Not Canon: means that it has no effect on the ongoing story or characters. Just a way to have fun and not disrupt what I got going on! Or maybe you asked a question that happens in the future, it's not canon YET and maybe I feel like being generous and sharing the future with you ;)

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Askbox Status: Closed

ASK RULES:

Do NOT ask

18+ (You do You and that's cool but I wanna keep the suggestive things at an all time low. I'll do stupid jokes but not much else than that)

Political Questions

Hate propoganda

Fetish things (you do you but I don't wanna be involved please. Not here)

This isn't an Art Request blog, if you want your character to interact with The Crew then that is cool and all chill but I'm NOT drawing your little guy just bc you ask nicely :P

MIA! Asks. You can give gifts to The Crew but this is going to be a Story Based Blog. So I will not magically change things around here. Sorry!

COME AT ME WITH!!!!

Character Interaction (I LOVE interacting with other characters and AUs!!! But unless I state otherwise ALL interactions will be not cannon

Gore!

Eldritch Horrors

Yes. Kramzzles will marry you 👍

No. Bentley will not leave Kramzzles alone

(Character List will be further down)

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Ongoing or Past Plotlines:

1 - The life of a Deity:

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

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CHARACTER LIST!!!

Krampus Puzzles

Arch Peccable

SMG3 the boogeyman

SMG4 Santa

Hal the Monitor of Dreams

Meggy Halloween Deity

Tari the Easter Bunny

Mother Nature Karen

Nature Goblin Shroomy

Melony the Baby New Year

Mario/Luigi and Bob

[spenjelly]

My study on the visual differences in the links, as divided in LU. (But not following their headcanons or mine) I was mostly just trying to get their individual features in one style)

This is mostly for my own benefit, so sorry if the writing looks illegible lol.

Also. Do we think age should be decided chronologically by timeline, by how long your body has existed, or by how long you have been aware (other than sleeping)?

…time travel and comas make age confusing.

[gold-snek-hoe]

Some stuff from working with Marak as a pop culture deity

1. I have a Labyrinth tarot deck for him, and he gives pretty good advice, like:

● "Go ahead and reconnect with your old friend, but stop holding out hope he'll fall in love with you. What you have is special, and doesn't need to be something it isn't. Be grateful."

● "Maybe you wouldn't be so miserable if you cleaned your room."

● "Have you tried actually telling your mother how hurt you are by her actions?"

● "You're upset. Take a break and relax."

● "Your anxiety is talking again."

● "You're hurt and feeling insecure about your magical abilities, but you have to remember these things take time. Have patience."

● "Go and connect with your friends and spouse."

2. We communicate through music a lot. I put my playlist on shuffle and the first three songs are what he wants to say. I know he's around when I get a strong aura of sassy bitch in the song selection. Although sometimes he'll just be the biggest romantic ever. "I'll Be Your Mirror" by The Velvet Underground played in the coffee shop my spouse and I were celebrating my 26th birthday at. I cried. More recently, "Love Song" by The Cure (longtime favorite of mine) came on in the grocery store I was interviewing at, and I ended up getting the job.

3. He's chill about me being polyamorous, and with me having other fictional crushes. Even with my physical human lovers, Marak knows I'm his. Though, he doesn't much care for my attraction to Rumple from Ouat, but that's more because Rumple isn't trustworthy or honest.

4. On that note, he adores my human spouse. As he should. I have picture of my beloved hugging a replica of the "Annabelle" doll, and that about sums up their opinion on monsters.

5. He has his own playlist full of songs I think he'd like/songs I'd serenade him with, plus memes.

6. We had a conversation about gender and sexuality through the cards, and I learned he considers "King" to be part of his gender identity.

7. I've gotten the sense that he's doing what he can to keep my abuser away from me. The SOB is still married to my mom, so keeping him away also means keeping her away, but still. I didn't have to see him when I surprised my mom for Christmas, and he's not coming to my wedding. In both cases, there have been circumstancial changes that kept him quietly out of the picture without fuss. Huge boon for my PTSD.

8. Being married to him helped me accept that I'm otherkin. Which, by the way, he finds both fascinating and indescribably hot.

9. I've become a more confident version of myself with him, just as I have with my human spouse. They've both helped me grow into a more mature and healthy version of myself. I'm very lucky, and very grateful.

[teecupangel]

Just a little weird but would it be fun for Desmond to be a demi god or something and he does not know.

In the past ofcourse

It would be so easy to give that child the power of our artifacts and let him do as he pleases in any time that we have decided on but…

Shall we make it more interesting?

We shall let that child believe he is still human and will not place any markings upon him to show his change of status.

(Shall we let him have a blackened arm still or shall we also give him false relief?)

We will not upgrade his Vision as well.

(Although, at this point, we can be certain he has already mastered it to its fullest potential.)

And we will leave no instructions nor any messages for him but we shall give him a ‘gift’ worthy of his status.

He shall have the power to bend reality to his will thru the use of the Parcae System.

As you must have already received the latest draft of Parcae System’s user manual, I will only give a brief introduction to the system.

We will set that child as the sole user of the latest beta version of the Parcae System. The system itself have three major requirements to be activated:

Requirement 1: Another person must start the line that will be set into reality with “I wish…”. No variations (ex: “It would be nice if…”, “I hope…”, etc) will be accepted.

Requirement 2: Desmond must agree to that wish verbally. Simply thinking it will not activate the system.

Requirement 3: Both 1 and 2 must be done in succession and 2 must be done a minute or less after 1 is complete.

Only when all three requirements are satisfied will the Parcae System activate.

The Parcae System is, of course, limited to the possible branches available in the Calculations.

And it must always keep the changes to a minimum as to not cause too large waves.

And it is only allowed to not change reality if and only if the branch it will move to will not interfere with the system’s main objective:

“Keep Desmond Miles alive.”

Of course, this system was hastily created during the final days of Minerva of the Capitoline Triads.

As such, it is not without any flaws.

As you have noted in your previous report, this system does not have a failsafe for any changes that would affect us or those who have created us.

You have suggested we force the system to exclude us from any changes the child would create but is it not a good reward for that child to be given the choice of the fate that awaits us if he does learn of us?

Does the thrill of finally being shut off not excite you, Chronus?

Looking forward to your inputs and recommendations,

Aion

[tootkin-goblin]

I've been wanting to make an offering to Odin for a few years now, since he came to my aid in a moment of need, but not knowing what to do exactly... until my beloved partner gave me an amazing idea: since Odin is know to *check notes* take out your eye as a mark of interest and affection, and I do notice things flying fast and close to my left eye whenever I get closer to him, I will offer him an eye.

Image: two pictures of a wooden eye, around 2cm in diameter (around an inch), with Ansuz, the rune of Odin, engraved at the back.

I made it with fresh oak foraged locally (the public service of my village cut down many oaks and branches around the roads recently), and I will offer it by throwing it down one the many old wells around my house!

[fellomen]

got four hornsent ocs in the works

[bhaalsdeepbat]

having some Thoughts about the Chosen of the Dead Three using existing religious / cultural hierarchies to get entire groups of beings to crusade for a single God. and like the Absolute ending being the sudden shift from polytheism to monotheism bc everyone will be worshipping one God: the Absolute.

[existentialcrisis-9-5]

Shoutout to my dnd group comprised of:

Cursed... Thing that looks like a ginger cat with the legs of a chicken, in purple wizard clothes. Our Rogue, with a travelling wagon of wares and more anxiety than a chihuahua puppy in a room full of strangers.

A deity of some kind who’s spent most of its existence watching people go on adventures and save the day that it decided it wanted to be an adventurer too. It cobbled together a mortal body of several parts from various species with its limited knowledge of how mortals work and became a Paladin, because who will believe in it more than itself?

Our Bunny Ranger, who talks like a chain smoker and is plagued with visions of our world’s 80s fashion and music, resulting in a punk-rock rabbit ranger. He’s Chinese and has been fighting demons. The literal and metaphorical kind.

A cannibal elf who’s whole decided purpose in life is to learn how to properly resurrect the dead so he can bring back his dwarf love, who was killed by his racist family. He’s a rich kid and also a sorcerer with the weirdest family tree of all time.

Giant Half-Orc Woman (we don’t know what the other half is) who is cursed with every possible curse known to dnd and has a 6ft sword and the best intimidation you’ve ever seen. She was raised by elves and maybe has no eyes we’re not sure yet. Oh yeah and she’s a Warlock.

Catboy Goblin who might have rabies??

[a-holiday-ever]

HURRRRRRRRFGGGGG I CANT--- I CANT COLOUR SHROOMY RN URRRRRRG

But i want this done so bad man.... Ill come back and colour Shroomy later... Maybe.... I love the design i gave him a lot but my drawing motivation for digitalizing references has runnnn ouuuut man

Anyway. Shroomy

Goblin born in Karens Garden. It's just a thing their species does, they pop up from the ground when a plant is dying as a Mushroom and if Karen notices them she can make them into lil Goblins if she so chooses

Shroomy helps Karen as much as he can but the cat woman doesn't really force much onto him just like the other goblins. She gives them life more to have someone to talk too when she doesn't feel she can go out to anyone else. She realizes this is selfish so doesn't do it often... She at least lets Shroomy wander onto the world and find his own meaning in life rather than keep him at home

Boy scout! And the highest rank one on his squad

Minor nature abilities

Learned how to yield a gun off Karen

Carries Cat Paw bracelets so he can contact Karen at any time. Just incase he goes into a spot her nature cant hear him

Hes thankful he was given consciousness! Hes happy to live life as a walking talking mushroom goblin!!!

Like all of Karen's creations, Shroomy has a darker side to him... It's a part of nature, all roses have their thorns. He doesn't like his darker side... But embraces it as a part of him anyways

Goober supreme

He comes to Karen with stories from Earth. She appreciates him more than any goblin shes ever made

[ghostcashewart]

some old designs of the Goddesses of Justice and Vengeance for the world of our dnd game 🤘

[lokavisi]

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do it scared do it stupid do it alone etc etc but don’t do it hungry. eat a snack first

[gold-snek-hoe]

This week on "talking to Marak via playlist shuffle", I asked if there was anything specific I could do for our wedding anniversary and

I swear to God

He's so horny it's an emergency this dramatic bitch I love him

[dimension-20-brainrot]

I’m so glad Buddy Dawn is getting to see what real combat looks like. Even if it only lasts through one or two waves of monsters before getting a little dicey, I think it’s incredible.

Imagine the majority of your adventuring experience at this school being Stomping Rats then seeing then most popular kids in school absolutely devastate monsters you’ve never seen before on their reactions. And when they finally attack?

The goblin who is literally in every single extra-curricular and looks one more piece of bad news away from just disintegrating badly injures a creature then disengages.

Then the guy who threw the best first party of the year of all time - who has a neck tattoo and a demon motorcycle - gets bit by his desk, answers an exam question, then slices up a hydra. His motorcycle turns into a dog and kills the hydra. They both take a bow.

The Archdevil of Rebellion, a Bard-Warlock-Paladin who went to her own class for the first time ever months prior and is currently disguised as the proctor, Fireballs just so many creatures, leaving two baby jellies. She also curses a gorgon.

The kid who multiclassed where no one had ever multiclassed before throws his axe so hard that it changes the gravitational pull, does a ridiculous amount of damage, and knocks this bull prone.

St. Kristen Applebees, Helio’s Chosen One who is on her third deity, immediately destroys eight skeletons after praying to her basically dead goddess.

The Elven Oracle hasn’t even had a turn yet.

If this doesn’t convince him and the Rat Grinders that the Bad Kids have earned their status, I don’t know what will.

[little-red-fool]

The progression of each of the acts’ storylines in BG3 is insane because it’s just like

Act 1: There’s a bunch of goblin cultists trying to kill some druids because they believe in a different deity, kill them so the refugees can leave safely, or turn on the druids and refugees if you want to play as a bad guy

Act 2: A bunch of people have been kidnapped so you need to venture through the British countryside of Perpetual Night to kill this lich with the help of his lesbian daughter and her demigod girlfriend in order to revive an immortal child that was banished to the Shadow Realm

Act 3: A gnome terrorist organisation will help you blow up a giant robotic policeman so you can go beat the shit out of an Archduke after you find out his anaemic spy’s underlings have been murdering people from the local brothel before you go to soufflé a giant psychic brain deity so everyone doesn’t turn into evil squid furries.

[anne-bsd-bibliophile]

Tales of Moonlight and Rain by Ueda Akinari

“Our lives are like foam on the water— we cannot know but what they might fade away..."

- Ueda Akinari, "The Chrysanthemum Vow" from Tales of Moonlight and Rain

“Yes, strange things happen in this world. Among those who have been born as humans but end their days in foolishness and perversity, because they know not the greatness of the teachings of the buddhas and bodhisattvas, there are countless examples, from the past down to the present, of those who, led astray by the karmic obstacles of lust and wrong thoughts, reveal their original forms and give vent to their resentments, or turn into demons or serpents to take retribution. There have also been people who turned into demons while they were still alive." - Ueda Akinari, "The Blue Hood" from Tales of Moonlight and Rain

"No one else can know the resentment of one who dies of longing, waiting for another to come."

- Ueda Akinari, "The Reed-Choked House" from Tales of Moonlight and Rain

"He who fails to control his mind becomes a demon; he who governs his mind attains to buddhahood."

- Ueda Akinari, "The Blue Hood" from Tales of Moonlight and Rain

"Caught up with my anger, I took Bifukumon’in’s life in the summer of the Ōhō era and placed a curse on Tadamichi in the spring of the Chōkan era, and in the autumn of that year I left the world myself; but the flames of my resentment still blazed undiminished, and I became the Great King of Evil, the master of more than three hundred. When my followers see happiness in others, they turn it to calamity; seeing the realm at peace, they incite turmoil."- Ueda Akinari, "Shiramine" from Tales of Moonlight and Rain

“Reduced to this pointless existence, how long should I drag out my life, and for what, lingering in this distant land, depending on the generosity of people with whom I have no ties of blood? It is my own faithless heart that has let me pass long years and months in a field overgrown with the grass of forgetfulness, unmindful even of the fate of her I left at home."

- Ueda Akinari, "The Reed-Choked House" from Tales of Moonlight and Rain

"It can be said that an inability to express even a fragment of one’s thoughts is more moving than the feelings of one skilled with words."

- Ueda Akinari, "The Reed-Choked House" from Tales of Moonlight and Rain

"Just then, the peaks and valleys shook; a wind seemed to knock over the forest and lifted sand and pebbles twisting into the sky. In the next instant, a goblin-fire burst from below the Retired Emperor’s knees, and the mountains and valleys grew as bright as at noontime. Staring at the royal figure in this light, Saigyō saw a face as red as though blood had been poured over it; a tangle of knee-length hair; angry, glaring eyes; and feverish, painful breathing. The robe was brown and hideously stained with soot; the nails on the hands and feet had grown as long as an animal’s claws: he had exactly the aspect of the King of Evil himself, appalling and dreadful." - Ueda Akinari, "Shiramine" from Tales of Moonlight and Rain

"The moment he opened the door, a giant snake thrust out its head and confronted him. And what a head this was! Filling the door frame, gleaming whiter than a pile of snow, its eyes like mirrors, its horns like leafless trees, its gaping mouth three feet across with a crimson tongue protruding, it seemed about to swallow him in a single furious gulp. He screamed and threw down the flask. Since his legs would not support him, he rolled about and then crawled and stumbled away, barely making his escape. To the others he said, 'Terrible! It is a calamitous deity; how can a monk like me exorcise it? Were it not for these hands and feet, I would have lost my life.'"

- Ueda Akinari, "The Serpent's Lust" from Tales of Moonlight and Rain

The moon glows on the river, wind rustles the pines. Long night clear evening--what are they for?

- Ueda Akinari, "The Blue Hood" from Tales of Moonlight and Rain

"Feeling that the jewel of his breast had been snatched from him, that the blossom adorning his crown had been stripped away by a storm, the abbot had no tears to weep, no voice with which to cry out, and in the extremity of his grief he neither cremated the boy nor buried him, but pressed his face to the boy’s and held his hand, until, as the days went by, he lost his mind and began to play with the boy just as he had when the boy was alive, and, finally, lamenting the decomposition of the flesh, he ate the flesh and licked the bones until nothing was left. The other people of the temple fled in a panic, saying that their abbot had turned into a demon. Since then, he has come down the mountain every night, terrifying the villagers or digging up graves and eating fresh corpses."

- Ueda Akinari, "The Blue Hood" from Tales of Moonlight and Rain

"The truth is that one who greedily tries to seize it will fail: Prince Shigehito’s accession may have been the wish of the people, but when you resorted to wayward methods and brought chaos to the world instead of spreading virtue and harmony, even those who loved you until yesterday suddenly became wrathful enemies today, you were unable to attain your goal, you received an unprecedented punishment, and you turned to dust in this remote province. I beg you to forget your old resentments and return to the Pure Land." - Ueda Akinari, "Shiramine" from Tales of Moonlight and Rain

[postmoe]

Really wanna do...

A Konosuba AU type thing with Anaxa, Phainon and Mydei.

You're a God who welcomes passing souls to a new start or whatever they want, and when you get the Blasphemer, you can't help but feel smug that you get to be the deity that proves him wrong.

He somehow still makes you feel inferior, as though he intends to make you doubt your own existence. The back and forth is getting too much for you so you explain the rules, tell him to pick something to take with him-

"Anything? Anyone?"

"Yes, yes, now hurry up! There's a long line, you know."

And when he picks you, it takes you a second to register, then another to scoff at his decision. Well, OBVIOUSLY you weren't on the table... Right?

And then idk Black Swan or some shit come down to say "man we really should update that. Bye (Y/n)~!" and you're in tears because your comfy life as a God is about to crumble with some Blasphemer who doesn't even acknowledge you exist.

They have video games in your world, you're not new to most of these concepts. Adventurer's Guilds, taverns, NPC dialogue, it just sucks you have to start from zero. Not a Gold to your name, not even a name to your name! No one knows you and it hurts.

Anaxa is having the time of his life, taking on small, two party commissions, throwing you in the way because, "Aren't you a God? Then do something divine."

You have to explain that, "My level has dropped to 1, too! I don't have any magical powers or-" and it's when he starts snickering that you realise he knows all this, you don't need to explain yourself to him, he's just the biggest bully you've ever encountered.

Cold nights sleeping in barns are terrible, you either find yourself curled against him for warmth or if you're still awake then he pushes you off. If you do wake up against him, he makes a big deal about it, "I couldn't get you off, geez, why are you so heavy?"

Eventually, you realise you're getting nowhere. Living paycheck to paycheck is hardly an adventure, and you're starting to really hate waking up with hay in your butt crack.

The only issue is that every other commission needs 3 people or more, 4 being the sweet middle ground. You come up with the brilliant idea, "Let's hire people! We can start auditioning others who want to be in bigger groups too."

It's humiliating how little response you get. The tavern owner is nice enough to let you guys hang out there, find commissions on the board and cry when things go bad. Unfortunately, this just means you have become the laughing stock of the town. Anaxa has no qualms coming back covered in slime or goblin blood, whereas you haven't needed to wash your own clothes in centuries, let alone clean your skin of viscera and other unmentionables.

Eventually, a bright and happy man walks up to you, a simple tattoo of a sun on his neck, "It's never easy, is it? I always find it hard to get outside party members. It's easier to just do things myself most times."

"You can do that?" You ask, stunned by his confession.

He looks at you like it's obvious, "Uh- yeah. The party number is just a guideline, a recommendation but no one is going to run in and stop you if you're heading towards danger. Though I do hear it can get you into legal trouble on bigger bounties and closer to the city."

You're about to smile at Anaxa that you can do the job, only to see him laughing into his shoulder, "Did you know this too?!"

He wipes a tear from his eye, "Well, it's pretty obvious. Since when have we followed the suggestion of a commission anyway?"

Like that time you went to invade a small, goblin camp from the rear, only to fall into the river and wash up right in the middle of their nest.

Or the time a hoard of slimes had overrun a farm and you were cautioned to clear them out during a sunny day, only to get the weather report wrong and end up fighting them in stormy weather. You can still taste slime extract from that.

"What are you trying to do, anyway?" The stranger asks, taking a seat across from you at the table.

Anaxa slides over the commission pamphlet, "Demon Lord's Castle. A town nearby has been getting threats from the King and wants someone to fight him off."

The man looks wary at his explanation, "Not to be rood or anything, friend, but even with four people you'd have to be pretty in tune with each other. What's your status level at now?"

You both answer at the same time, "12."

"This says at least 32... How about this, I will gather my partner and we will help you on this quest?" The kind stranger suggests.

Your eyes light up, grasping his hands in yours, "Really?! You'll do that?!"

He laughs merrily, "Of course! To be honest, we've been eyeing this commission as well, so it works in both our favours!"

Phainon is the man with the beautiful soul that offered to team up. His constantly angry-looking partner is Mydei, an undying brute who can harness strength and expel it with every hit he takes.

You soon realise that these men aren't what they seem. Phainon is a glutton for punishment, accepting every challenger offered to him and won't even hit back most times. He just laughs it off before ending the fight in one, swift slash of his sword. He's a bit ditzy when it comes to his own safety, and you have watched in horror many times as a beast will bite him or swallow him or stomp on him-

Mydei is a pretty good cook. That's... the best thing you can say about him. You've almost been eviscerated many times by his "Godslayer Be God" attack. It's terrifying to think of how strong this man is and yet how spatially unaware he can be when fighting.

And then there's your reason for this Hell, Anaxagoras. He's become more of your savior since these two have joined, and though he's not firm on martial combat, he's created a pretty cool weapon with a monster drop and a gun. He tinkers with it frequently, sitting by the fire at night while you lay next to him and try to sleep.

You suppose it's not so bad, the four of you get closer as time goes on. You prioritised your spells on healing and water magic, but since they don't seem to need as much anymore, you start branching out into buffs as well. You can't lie that your heart does a little skip when one of them saves you from imminent danger. Their protectiveness almost obsessive.

You just wished it catered to smaller monsters too, or even plant-based enemies that aim to entrap and snare without any real danger. Yeah, you see where this is going.

They may know of your status as a God, but down here, in a world where you have to start from zero, you're well beneath all of them. You need them to survive.