#therapeutic dnd

[captaincleverusernamehere]

Finally got to play dnd for the first time in over a month and Something Happened to me at that table like. The NPCs just. took over. It was amazing. Kelek the incel wizard and Uni the flamboyant unicorn and Wally Nutt and Poppy Corn the two most obviously in love gnomes on the planet and Susan the hardass boss who only is nice to her wife Angela the forensic chemist who physically and vocally is Lin Manuel Miranda. I love improv I love acting I cannot go too long without them or I explode.

[august--and-everything-after]

Having said all that, I'm wondering how DARK-dark I want to get with my character. Cause there's potential for me to introduce some heavy stuff that I think would be 100% in-character but quite possibly Too Much for the campaign and the particular party.

[educationaldm]

Another interview with Dr Megan Connell (@meganpsyd) about using TTRPGs in therapy and improving mental health.

[satan-conduit-le-bal]

going to my friend's house we r gonna have a spa day 2day♡

[lesbian-thespian-paladin]

Creating yet another dnd character who can be summed up as “golden child with Problems”

[bunnysdollette]

˖ . ݁𝜗𝜚. ݁ Self Care Sunday ⟢ 🎀🥒

⟢ heyy girls!! in honor of Sunday, I’d thought I would share some of my self care secrets with u all. I did all of these last Sunday and it was divine + totally sets you up for a successful week so…here u gooo !! ♡🥒

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ WHAT IS SELF CARE SUNDAY? 🧘🏾‍♀️ ⊹₊⟡⋆

Sunday is gonna be your day to completely relax and reflect on the past week. Put that phone on DND, close the door, put on some music, and get situated. Cause we’re gonna be here for a while honey

In order to fully grasp the concept of self care Sunday, you have to become aware that you are the priority. The whole reason many people reserve Sunday for self care only is because they understand the importance of protecting their peace, health, and wellness.

This is the one day in the week where everything is dedicated to you only. And it’s gonna feel sooo refreshing and rewarding i promise

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ THINGS TO DO ON SUNDAY 💬 ⊹₊⟡⋆

Everything SHOWERS are a must. Also, by contrast I prefer to listen to podcasts and motivational videos or just meditate and reflect in silence while in the shower on Sunday. It feels so therapeutic. here’s a podcast I’m in love with rn https://open.spotify.com/show/4W0FuHCNjQhywRvi8vzdya?si=hDJkuFirR0azjlWBKsc0Gw

SHADOW WORK. Another big part of self care is healing yourself. It doesn���t have to be much, I just really love answering even two simple shadow questions on Sunday just to feel that sense of fulfillment and healing. Likewise, journaling is key aswell

HOBBIES. Sunday is a day for hobbies. Watch that show you’ve been too busy to indulge in. Read that book. Paint something or make art. Make time for what you love on Sunday honey, fill up that cup ypu pour from

and really whatever you view as self care, go for it. this is your time to rest before the new week begins.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ MAKING A GAME PLAN 🍀📝 ⊹₊⟡⋆

finally, the last and by far most important part of Sunday is reflection. this kind of falls under the shadow work/journaling category, but I feel like this deserved it’s own section

Make a GAME PLAN. What did you do great this week and are grateful for, and what do you want to work on? What is a realistic goal you want to accomplish this week? If you struggle setting realistic goals I also really reccommend the SMART goal method, which is mentioned in a post from a lovely creator here

I feel like all of these methods are so good and important, and 100% set u up for the best week ever. remember to stay hydrated, happy, healthy, and most importantly cute my loves 👋🏾

[bizlybebo]

i think i’ve said this before but i think the main reason why a lot of ex-dsmpers move to jrwi isn’t just because of the audience overlap, but also because it’s kind of therapeutic to move to a dnd podcast (most rewatchable media ever) after being in the trenches that were the dsmp (insanely un-rewatchable and soo much lost media). breath of fresh air etc etc

[michaelinprogress]

Will’s ptsd hc’s

(Please feel free to give thoughts and additions in reblogs!!)

-He’s afraid of the dark, he sleeps with a night light and sometimes on the bad nights he’ll leave his door cracked open or even sleep on the couch or in Jonathan or El’s room

-He hates when people/things touch his neck, or get anywhere near his mouth

-Destroying castle byers was simultaneously very therapeutic and very tragic for him. It was his safe space during childhood, and held a lot of memories with him and Jonathan during a hard time in his life. But at the same time, it’s where he spent a lot of his time in the upside down. It held both very healing and very traumatic memories for him.

-There’s a space heater in his room for when he gets anxious about the cold (Mike keeps one in his basement for him too)

-When the kids play dnd they avoid using any monsters they’ve faced in real life, for obvious reasons

-Will missed Hawkins, but he felt a lot safer in Lenora being so far from where it happened, and also being in the warm climate

-Everyone is always checking in on him post s5 making sure he has his Walkman on him

-Will and El often comfort each other when they wake up from nightmares. Some nights one of them wakes up screaming, and the other rushes in and holds them, silently comforting as best as they can.

-Irrational fear of slugs

-When he gets sick or has allergies, he feels really uncomfortable because of the feeling of congestion. It reminds him of the feeling of coughing up slime and larva and such.

-Avoids going to the hospital or doctors office whenever he can, still feels really suspicious of medical professionals and just doesn’t like being in a clinical setting

-He likes tight spaces, they make him feel safe and like nothing can sneak up on him (might be projecting with this one lmao)

-He gets really nervous about storms. He always hangs out with others when it’s storming, just so he knows it’s not more “now memories”

[kandisheek]

FIC REC WEEK 35 - HUMOR

AUTHOR SPOTLIGHT: kellifer_fic

kellifer_fic wrote some of my favorite fics in this fandom, period. Their voices for the Avengers are all immaculate, and their way of writing dialogue is nothing short of incredible. It's even funnier than Marvel canon sometimes, and that's a feat that not many can pull off. I adore their fics, and if I could rec every single thing they've ever written here, I would. But alas, I'll restrain myself to some of my favorites.

Here's some of their work that I think you should check out:

jealousy is all the fun you think they had

Pairing: Steve/Tony Rating: G Words: 3,887 Tags: Jealousy, Bucky Recovering, Fighting & Making Up

Summary: Is it socially acceptable to be jealous of your boyfriend's ex-dead best friend?

Reasons why I love it: This fic is equal parts hilarious and a glorious trainwreck of Tony self-sabotaging himself, which is very on brand for him. I love how nonchalant Bucky is about the whole thing, he truly is the best bro. And JARVIS is just the best, full stop. I adore this one, and if you haven't read it yet, you absolutely should!

Therapeutic Guidelines

Pairing: Steve/Tony Rating: T Words: 8,357 Tags: Action Figures, UST, Team as Family

Summary: "Are you suggesting I get a bunch of bunk beds in here and squeeze us all into one room?" Tony scoffs and the woman just looks at him. "No, wait-"

Reasons why I love it: Doctor Barrow's role in this fic is actually kind of genius. I love the plot twist and everything leading up to it. There are so many funny moments, I can't even say which one is my favorite, but I especially enjoyed the team bonding. This fic is wonderful, and you should definitely read it!

99 problems (and the dice ain't one)

Pairing: Steve/Tony Rating: T Words: 10,784 Tags: Living Together, DnD, Resolved Sexual Tension

Summary: Tony's life is almost perfect. He lives in a converted warehouse full of friends (and one frenemy), has a job that leaves him plenty of time to think about other things and a regular Friday night campaign. If his best friend, Steve Rogers, hadn't moved away to New York and left him behind, then perfection would've been achieved. Tony can roll with the punches though and he's almost all the way over that little bump in the road (shut up Bruce, he totally is) when Steve moves back, looking taller and broader and more confident than ever and Tony's left with a converted warehouse full of friends (and one frenemy), a job that leaves him plenty of time to think about other things, a regular Friday night campaign and the uncomfortable realization that maybe he's in love with his best friend and has been since he was sixteen.

Reasons why I love it: Oh my god, they're all such nerds, I love them! Tony the grumpy hermit is adorable, and I love how ass-backwards Steve and Tony are when it comes to their feelings. Plus, the team as family vibes in this are phenomenal. Definitely check this one out, it's fantastic!

even the cake was in tiers

Pairing: Steve/Tony Rating: NR Words: 5,500 Tags: Accidental Marriage, Magic, Team Bonding

Summary: I'm pretty sure I'm married to Steve Rogers.

Reasons why I love it: Just the title of this fucking sent me. The Tony sass is on another level in this one, and I'm enjoying every second of it. I love how Tony has a whole Ebenezer Scrooge moment about his life choices, and the ending is super cute. This fic is wonderful, and I hope you go and check it out for yourself!

one hundred percent skill, fifty percent luck

Pairing: Steve/Tony Rating: T Words: 7,418 Tags: Poker, Pining, Kidnapping

Summary: Where there is a poker game, a v-card and general misunderstandings.

Reasons why I love it: I love how everyone on the team clearly understands what's happening, except for Tony. All of the poker night scenes are amazing, and I'm super impressed at how well this fic is balanced between humor and drama. I love it, and I bet you will too, so I hope you'll give this one a shot for yourself, if you haven't already!

[eijirousbestie]

I love love love your bakugou x artist reader trope please we need more of it it’s so wholesome i have read it on repeat since you upload it 💗💗💗

Aahh thank you so much!! Kinda grew attached to it myself so I’m glad to hear y’all love it sm<33 This is definitely a series I plan on continuing🤟🏽 this part is kinda more goofy than anything else but I promise there’s fluff near the end<33

“Fuck around and find out”

he loses his drumsticks

missing rug

using an art supply as a weapon?

nonverbal apology

can’t admit he’s wrong for SHIT

Clay is never easy to work with and you’d be foolish to think it is. It’s messy, dries relatively quickly and dirties up every surface it graces. You swear your sculpting professor is out to get you with these ridiculous projects. From cardboard cutouts to detailed portraits to clay. It’s a madhouse in the art department.

Using your modeling tool, you try to carve into the block of raku clay that cost an arm and a leg to buy from the university’s private art supply store. It was a blessing and a curse to have it so conveniently placed right across the hall from your sculpting class. The clay and tool alone cost you $27 that you’ll never see again. This degree better be worth it. You look at your desk partner and see that she’s going to town on her clay block. She cuts, carves and scoops at it like she’s done it a thousand times over. Clay sculpting is a completely different wheelhouse you’re not used to but you’re always willing to learn. Hopefully fast.

You quickly check your phone, residual dried clay sprinkling onto the screen as you click on it. 7:50 PM. It’s time to wrap it up for the day. Almost in sync, your professor calls time and you all begin to clean up. You clean off your work station diligently and swing your bag over your shoulder, wishing everyone a good night as you leave. The walk to your car is peaceful. The night is quiet and the air is cool and clear. Truth be told, you were opposed to taking a night class at the start, probably afraid you’d get jumped at night or something irrational like that. But now it’s what you look forward to during the week. Being left alone with your own thoughts and decompressing from the day in the evening is just so therapeutic. Finally making it to your car, you get in, closing and locking the door after. Now that your hands are free from dried clay, you go through your missed messages for the evening. As soon as you turn off do not disturb your screen is flooded with missed calls and text notifications. Your eyes widen and confusion floods your mind as you scroll to the very first message.

#1 Hater🏆: yo, lost my drumsticks. you seen em?

delivered 6:15 PM

#1 Hater🏆 missed call

#1 Hater🏆: yeah you totally took em u little shit

delivered 6:30 PM

#1 Hater🏆 missed call (2)

#1 Hater🏆 missed call (4)

#1 Hater🏆: ik damn well you’re not ignoring me rn

#1 Hater🏆: i’ll go in your room rn and throw out that shitty rug. keep playin

delivered 7:05 PM

You laugh at his empty threat of a message and roll your eyes. What he had against your rug, you didn’t know. Buying a rep was cheaper than the real thing. KAWS is not a brand that’s in your tax bracket. And of course you didn’t know where his drumsticks were. He usually keeps all his music equipment locked away somewhere so it’s most likely his fault for losing them. You’re about to turn off your phone when a ping sounds from your device, a new message shining brightly on your screen.

#1 Hater🏆: forgot you were at your night class. probably got me on dnd anyways

#1 Hater🏆: still gonna give you hell for stealing my shit tho

delivered 8:03 PM

You type back a quick reply.

You: don’t have ur sticks. touch my rug and u die. I’ll be back in 5 to kick ur ass for blaming me

You shut your phone off and start your car, pulling out of the parking lot and driving back to the dorms.

Once you’re back you walk through the living room and make a beeline to your room. You open your door and what you see inside is enough to fuel nightmares. A rather deranged looking Bakugou has his hip leaned up against your windowsill, arms crossed over his chest as a single lamppost from outside your window illuminates one side of his face. He looks at you. Stares even and doesn’t say a single word.

“Is there a reason you’re just sitting in the dark like a weird-ass Disney villain or?” You flick on the light switch next to the door, drenching your room with light. It’s only then that you notice your floor is rather bare. This motherfucker.

He must have seen your reaction judging by the way his eyes follow your gaze to your now exposed wood flooring. A shit eating grin spreads across his face, damn near splitting it in two. You close your eyes and take a deep breath. You’d hate to beat his ass over something so trivial but it’s getting harder to restrain yourself. You force yourself to look him in the eyes as you speak very very carefully.

“Kats… you wouldn’t happen to know where my rug is would you?”

He straightens up and walks towards you, hands shoved deep in the pockets of his sweats, a cocky bounce in his stride.

“Dunno. My shit’s missing too. Must be a ghost or somethin’.” Not a lick of remorse escapes his mouth. He’s smug. He’s proud of himself and he even came back to the scene of the crime just to taunt you. Your left eye twitches, patience wearing thin.

“I’ll ask you one more time for the sake of being generous. Where. Is my. Rug.” He shrugs and feigns innocence.

“Fuck around and find out.”

The hell did he just say? Is he really trying to pick a fight right now? Usually you’re the one keeping the peace but this man has now dragged your innocent rug into his thick headed nonsense. You chuckle in disbelief and look at the ground, shaking your head slightly.

“‘Fuck around and find out?’ Huh… aight then.” Bag still slung over your shoulder, you unzip the smallest pocket and pull out the modeling tool you used earlier for your sculpting class. You grip it tightly in your palm, the pointed edge facing outwards. Bakugou’s cocky façade waivers a bit but he doesn’t show it. His left eyebrow quirks up in interest.

“Tryna stab me with an art supply?” You’re not really gonna stab him. Just scare him into giving you your stuff back. Maybe…

“You said fuck around and find out right? So imma fuck you up til I find out where my shit is.” You drop your bag on the ground and rush at him all at once. His once calm demeanor switches to sudden shock and he moves to dodge your swing.

“Dude what the fuck!? Will you chill?” He doesn’t know whether he’s shouting in annoyance or fear, though he’ll never admit the latter. You turn around to where he’s standing behind you, modeling tool still tightly clutched in hand.

“Give me my shit back then!”

“Cmon it’s a shitty knock off. You really gonna stab me over a $30 rug?”

“And you really stole a $30 rug over a $15 pair of drumsticks?”

“Cuz you stole em!”

“I didn’t steal anything. I don’t even know where you keep them Kats! Plus I haven’t been in the dorms since 8 this morning.” His face stills and his brain sorts through what you’d just said. It made sense really. Today was your long day this week. You’d been gone from 8 AM to 8 PM.

He straightens up from his defensive stance and looks away, rubbing the back of his nape. “Okay well even if you didn’t take em, still don’t know where they are. Everyone’s a suspect right now.”

“Then why aren’t everyone else’s things missing?”

He shakes his head and corrects you. “Nah, I took a piece of everyone’s shit too not just you. It’s all stashed til someone fesses up.” You stare at him like he’s grown two heads, face turned up in disapproval and disbelief.

“Aight Kats whatever. You know it’s not me, so can I please have my rug back?” At this point you where drained from classes and just wanted to rest. Not to mention using the last of your energy to attack this idiot.

He walks to your door and opens it, the creak of the door signaling his great escape. “Ask me nicely.” He’s closing the door behind himself now, but you’re quick to yell out.

“Dude are you seriou-”

“Under the bed.” With that, he closes the door and you’re left in silence. You kneel on the ground and look under your bed and just as he said, your rug is there safe and sound. You pull it out from its hiding spot and place it back in its respective spot on the floor. You let out a deep sigh of relief which can be heard by the eavesdropping figure just outside your door. He chuckles to himself and walks to his room. Truth be told he found his drumsticks minutes before you came back to the dorms. He was just too embarrassed to tell you he found them after misplacing them himself and blaming you for it. Plus, it was more fun this way. Minus the potential stabbing part.

[educationaldm]

Therapy and Dungeons and Dragons. A great combination for a Social Worker. A brief look at those working in the field including Game to Grow, Megan Connell and Geek Therapeutics.

[starlitangels]

5+1 Headcanons!

I got tagged by @romirola to participate in her game for five headcanons I have, and one I'm still developing! I'm so sorry this is late—everyone else was playing this game like two weeks ago... Here we go!

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Starlight isn't just endlessly curious and intellectual—they're also a total nerd/geek. They play Dungeons & Dragons, Zelda, Kingdom Hearts and Final Fantasy, etc. They told Avior so much about DnD while they were in the trap that he jokes he already knows how to play even though he'd never been on Elegy long enough to learn how

Huxley and Freelancer joined Lasko's other friends' DnD campaign a couple years ago but now that Huxley and Damien are dating, Damien's getting dragged into playing too he finds out it is actually ridiculously therapeutic and since the group was getting too big for the DM, Huxley volunteered to split off. He, Freelancer, Damien, and Lasko make their own group and Gavin joins too. Huxley DMs most of the time, until our favorite control freak who is definitely a rules lawyer Damien gets comfortable with it. Lasko still plays with his other friends too but no one complains about getting to play more DnD. Least of all Lasko. Gavin only trolls Damien a little bit.

I'm so sorry but Vincent played the trumpet in middle school/junior high and high school. To make it up to any band kids in this fandom, He also currently plays the piano like a virtuoso

David owns one (1) pair of blue jeans, rather than black. He wears them when doing yardwork and camping, and that's it Asher owns six (6) pairs of jorts

Elliott almost always wears a grey beanie. Aaron is the one that gave it to him.

+1 I'm working on: Cam and Gavin know each other since Crux is a mutual friend. They actually get along a lot better than literally anyone ever expected them to. Cam's chiller vibes let Gavin relax before he ever met the D.A.M.N. crew, and Cam is also older

Not tagging anyone because all my friends already played. But I will tag @frenchiefitzhere so she can put it on her fridge 😉

[protect-namine]

you know, I think neji would enjoy playing dnd. getting to write stories and play characters with no limitations, and having to improv with the other players because he would never have full control of where the story was headed? it would be a dream come true, and also therapeutic. neji would of course be the dm who would "yes and" anything his players want to do. the story would be something everyone has input on and would help shape. an adventure that neji himself couldn't predict or write on his own. also, just imagine him describing his setting and doing all his character voices, he'd love that so much

I think it would be a good exercise for quartz too, because they'd have to make their own characters and backstories and roleplay in character without a script to direct them. especially to kisa "transparent vessel" tachibana, who can act out any character but is afraid of letting herself be seen through them. similarly, kai as well, since he'd be in charge of his own character instead of propping someone else up

on the flip side, fumi would get to enjoy playing a character but not having the pressure to be the lead/spotlight of a story. he's there to play, not perform

sou would also LOVE dnd. I think he'd be really into the character creation and lore, and is probably the next person I can think of who can try being the dm when neji is sick/tired/wants to be a player. he's the player who takes down notes and remembers one small detail neji mentioned four sessions ago that becomes relevant to the current session. neji loves him because sou is the one who appreciates his world building the most

suzu and fumi would instigate so much in the adventure, which neji would love. suzu makes a character everyone loves (like hachipochi) and always brings snacks to the table

fumi has read all of the player handbook, and mitsuki has read maybe a quarter of it (only the relevant parts to his character and how some dice rolls and combat work). mitsuki is also the one who doesn't put much effort into his character's backstory but unexpectedly gets big character development during the adventure, surprising everyone in the table including both the dm and himself

otori is very good at both roleplaying and combat, has created a compelling character, and tries to go on solo adventures but eventually gets roped into the party because he can't adventure alone in neji's setting

[aldieb]

summer ambitions

start as a volunteer at either therapeutic riding (unlikely) or animal shelter 🐎 🐶

weekly in-person dnd ⚔️

determine whether 1 freelance contract/month is a survivable workload 📝

finish [certification class] OR ELSE 📘

finish [classified fanfic] 🔥

lake adventures 1 and 2 🏖️

second half of meds taper 🤮

medical appointment quests 😵‍💫

jogging 😭 (key to surviving the above without ending up on the news)

rec tennis league???? 🎾 (trying to listen to inner teen west and all their ideas are annoying but this one at least checks a fitness box)

dating apps 😶

[ithaerielbrenagh]

OOC: Of thoughts, reflections, and news.

Right then, we'll keep it short and sweet.

Back in 2019, I ended my tenure as a teacher due to mainly poor treatment, lack of a proper wage, and extremely poor management in my district.

December of that year, I ended up picking up a security gig, Graveyard hours, which I never expected to last.

I'm now what, about 4 years and change in at the same job. I've gone from patrol, to GSOC, to Supervisor. Truth is it's still miserable, but it pays the bills.

Doesn't really leave a whole lot of time for anything. But I digress, the point is to keep this short.

In those four years or so, I've lost family, both blood and those I work with. That's life, it's a bitter dram, but we drink it none the less.

That ought to suffice for the reflection, now onto news.

Time permitting, there is a chance I will like as not, convert this page over to something along the line of telling the story of a DnD campaign I'm currently in. If I end up doing this it'll be, in character, and likely in first person.

That's about it. Think of it as therapeutic writing to just allow myself to disassociate from all the crap in the world.

If you like it great, if not meh.

Hoping your all doing well.

-Ith

[sharkblizzardblogs]

Writeblr Interview Tag

Thank you @sableglass for the tag, please feel free to include me in more like this!

Short stories, novels, or poems?

As in which one of those do I write? Novels

What genre do you prefer reading?

For Fiction

Fantasy/Dark Fantasy, Sci Fi, Apocalyptic/Post Apocalyptic, Folk Tales, and a few coming of age stories

For Non Fiction

Plant guides, Artist/animation, Natural History

Are you a planner or a write as I go kind of person?

Usually a write as I go, though sometimes that sparks the loose idea of a plan…well, more of a list of bullet points anyway.

What music do you listen to while writing?

Lots of stuff from Blue Turtle on youtube. Also a lot of DnD Ambience/WritingAmbience kinds of things and Bridgerton style pop instrumentals, basically anything without lyrics.

Favorite books/movies?

Hmmmm, right now I’d say: The Ocean at the End of the Lane, Bridge to Terabithia, The Poison Study trilogy, Paper Towns, and the Locke and Key graphic novels.

Any current WIPs?

Nowhere to Nowhere, a story about two sisters who walk through a gate while exploring on their camping trip and end up in another dimension, the land of the fae. After meeting a fae cat named Bryn, one sister is kidnapped and the other must work together with their new friend to rescue her. The story is told from the perspective of the cat, Bryn.

If someone were to make a cartoon out of you what would your standard outfit be?

A green sleevless shirt, denim shorts, tennis shoes and glasses

Do you like incorporating actual people you know into your writing?

I incorporate behaviors from people I know into my writing all the time, sometimes in a positive light and sometimes as a cautionary tale. Do I like it? Yes, I suppose so. It’s therapeutic in any case.

Are you kill happy with your characters?

No. If they die it has to have a specific purpose and I don’t find shock to be that purpose for most of my work.

Coffee or Tea while writing?

Neither. I despise tea and coffee makes my heart do unnatural acrobatics.

Slow or fast writer?

Slow writer, if only for the inconsistency. I am chronically busy and so when I find time to write I can easily do a thousand words or more in one setting but finding the time is more difficult than I’d like.

Where/who/what do you draw inspiration from?

Everything. I’ve always had an expansive imagination and it’s like any other muscle, the more you use it the stronger it gets. And of course I use people in my life, and the cats in my life, as inspiration too.

Most fav book cliche:

More of an archetype but The Hero’s Journey or Group of Misfits

Least favorite cliche:

Love at First Sight

Favorite scene to write?

I don’t think I can answer this without an essay.

Reason for writing?

Again, I need an essay here but the short version is:

Analyzing myself and those around me, picking us all apart and restitching us. Explaining what I’ve learned and what’s important to me without writing a memoir. Engaging my imagination and letting it run without bounds.

Tagging: @aziz-reads , @philosophika, @mauvelilywilliams, @faeriecinna