#horrible dnd ideas

[butch-enjoyer]

Horrible dnd ideas

Homebrew a clown class.

Make the whole party clowns.

Buy a small carosse.

Drive slowly and unthreating as possible to the bbeg private room.

-it is a tiny carosse, how bad can it me?

*7 clowns come out*

#dnd and beyonce #dnd stuff #dnd homebrew #dnd #dnd and beyond #dnd memes #horrible #cat #horrible dnd ideas #horrible dnd #clown art #clowncore #buggy the clown #insane clown posse #clown girl #clown makeup #caesar clown #clown posting #clown aesthetic #clownin' around #clown #did you know that the clowns in circle of solei are paid more then the stunt guys

[sword-and-nightingale]

Horrible DnD idea: the party meets a beekeeper. The bees seem odd, and there is a sign warning people not to get too close. The bees can cast eldritch blast. Their patron is their keeper, and said beekeeper's familiar is their queen.

#aster talks #horrible dnd ideas #horrible because they are bees #they die so easily in melee #and in fire

[dragonagitator]

How to help Karlach in your post-game fix-it fics:

Assuming you didn't skip a lot of content, we end the game at character level 12 with enough XP to be this >< close to level 13. Level 13 Clerics gain access to the 7th-level spell Regenerate, which can regrow missing body parts.

So Karlach really only needs to chill out in Avernus for like a week while we take Shadowheart out adventuring to get enough XP to level up. Then we can use Helsik's ritual to portal into Avernus and grow Karlach a new heart.

The D&D module Descent Into Avernus has a bunch of useful info on the setting if you want to write about the process of tracking down Karlach once you arrive in Avernus. Since she lived there for 10 years, if this plan is hatched before she's forced to return then she should be able to recommend a meeting spot or somewhere you can leave her a message that you've arrived. Regardless, the Infernal Rapture restaurant in the Wandering Emporium is apparently the only place in Avernus you can get a meal that doesn't taste like ash, and thus that seems like a good spot to plan to meet or wait for someone to eventually pass through.

Removing the infernal engine first to make room for the regenerated heart might be tricky, so take Dammon with you. Since it's been functioning as an artificial heart and Faerun hasn't yet developed the artificial life support technologies used during heart transplants, Karlach will almost certainly briefly die at least once during the process, so also load up on Revivify scrolls.

You may need to cast Revivify more than once if she technically dies multiple times during the process because death and resurrection in D&D aren't just biological processes; they're also recalling the soul to the body. BG3 was very generous with the time limit (IIRC it just has to be done before the next long rest), but standard D&D rules are that it must be cast within a minute of death. To be on the safe side, I'd recommend spamming Revivify once per minute until the "surgery" is complete.

Getting back out of Avernus could also be tricky, so you likely need to leave someone behind in Baldur's Gate to periodically perform the ritual to reopen the portal for your return.

(My "Modern Girl in Faerun" self-insert WIP was originally going to be just a retelling of the events of the game, but I've already got enough post-game plotlines for a sequel and I'm nowhere close to finish writing the first story yet lol. Like yes Gale I will return to Waterdeep with you, but we gotta do a thing for Karlach first. And then even once we're back from Avernus, wedding planning in Waterdeep might hit a few hiccups with the events of Dragon Heist and Dungeon of the Mad Mage unfolding in the background. Damnit, Volo, we're on our way to a cake tasting appointment, we don't have time for this shit, go recruit someone else.)

#BG3 #baldur's gate 3 #bg3 fanfic prompt #bg3 fic prompt #bg3 fic idea #bg3 fanfic idea #Karlach #Karlach Cliffgate #Karlach BG3 #BG3 Karlach #Avernus #dungeons & dragons #dungeons and dragons #dnd #d&d #Forgotten Realms #it's a lovely morning in faerun and i am a horrible author self insert

[daemon-in-my-head]

ALSO, Irenicus, at least for those that like elves, is a very neat character study and tells you a lot about their lore. And that man was BITTER. Also low-key seems like inspiration for the elf and half elf. Though tbf Bodhi seems to be a massive inspiration for Astarion. The whole vampirism to forcefully prolong your own life bit.

Anyway, here's his story in a nutshell; tried to become as powerful as the Seldarine (elven gods) fucked up and was subsequently cast out of what's essentially the entire race. Most powerful elven spellcaster turned exile cuz he tried to fuck with the source of the elves' life essence.

Now, cursed with a regular mortals life span and what is referred to as senility (his mind was essentially wiped) he and his 'sister' and Co conspirator went absolutely batshit insane trying to somehow 'fix' their mess and still attain godhood. Bodhi essentially became an extra mad vampire spawn and Irenicus (successfully) became a fake Bhaalspawn by stealing a bunch of Bhaalspawn's essences. Also torturing them cuz yay fun.

Of course, like all good villains, he too was married at some point. Until a sorceress just about as mad as he himself killed his wife and waited for him to love her instead. Some things he fucked up but other things people fucked up for him. Balanced.

Well at least until he was killed in an all out war (he allied with a dragon too btw), his essence was transported to Bhaals realm, he fought with Abdel and managed to turn into the Slayer himself, but was eventually defeated with whatever was left of him cast to a different plane where fiends made snacktime of him.

To quote one of the most bitter men in Faerûn history; "I have tried to recreate it, tried to spark it anew in my memory, but it is gone...a hollow, dead thing. For years I clung to the memory of it. Then the memory of the memory. And then nothing–the Seldarine took that from me too."

Elves are wildly fucked up, btw. At least in FR lore, they're not the elegant benevolent beings they're often viewed as. They're majorly fucked up and the reason for multiple apocalyptic events. I love elves. (Also the Starym house which name I borrowed was fucked up as well. They own a magic sword that turns people irrevocably mad.)

#he may have been an inspiration for me too #this is also why i cant take gortash serious #'scary villain horrible tyrant' #bby do you have any idea how harmless you actually are? #ppl out here sparking an apocalypse every 10 years #meanwhile my guys worst bit is mass murder and slavery #sweety #real villains consider that a normal monday #bg #baldurs gate #dnd #faerun #jon irenicus #my beloved #bg spoilers

[foldingfittedsheets]

Last nights DnD session haunts me not because of the emotional turmoil or hard hitting roleplay but because one of our players has been cursed to attract bugs constantly by a wicked fey and has been on a quest for a magic staff that helps control bugs. We found the staff and the player got… sucked inside? And then absorbed the staff into their body? And can now wild shape into a stick of wood…? Why…..?

#dnd #story #ramblies #dungeons and dragons #honestly our DM makes some weird ass calls sometimes but this one was so top tier we had no idea how to react #but also he often struggles with motivation for his baddies #so he said he cursed our Druid because the fey was annoyed about a prank they’d pulled- like a life altering horrible curse as a punishment #then dragged us to the feywilds on a quest because she was bored? and we were like threatening her life looking for actually good reasons #but there just wasn’t any

[katapotato55]

D&D game mode concept: monkey's paw D&D

note: not an item but a gameplay concept instead of a d20, roll with a d100 obviously rolling a 1 is a critical miss but a perfect roll is a 50 roll anything ABOVE 50 and you risk suffering from success lets use an example say you want to knock a guard out rolling a 0 would miss the guard causing you to fall over and get caught instantly rolling a 50 would be a perfect knockout rolling a 100 would cause the guard's skull to explode covering you in blood, which is both incriminating and makes walking slippery. Etc etc sometimes you WANT to roll higher than 50 for additional bonuses like in this scenario, rolling a 60 for example would knock out the guard AND the metal on his helmet would bend in a way that covers his eyes, causing the guard to be out of your hair for quite a while But be careful: the more "successful" you are, the more it will successfully backfire. I also accept calling this D&D: task failed successfully edition.

#this is a horrible idea someone who has friends please test it out #if this fails can a smart person make it not suck thank you #d&d #d&d 5e #d&d ideas #dungeons and dragons #homebrew #dnd #dnd homebrew #d&d homebrew

[sharkieboi]

so I’m trying to move cause this apartment sucks, and my dad suggested I see if my aunt (who is also my godmother) would let me move in with her, cause she’s got a big house and she’s been living alone since her husband (my uncle and godfather) died. and she lives a bit far from work but not terribly inconvenient, and she loves me and likes animals so neither me nor my bird would be unwelcome housemates.

and like trying to move I’ve shifted some priorities cause I’ve realized I don’t actually like living in the city proper and I would like to have trees and nature around and yknow not have my home be a mice-infested basement with no climate control with the entrance off a back alley that’s filled with dead rats and broken glass.

and it is taking everything in me to not just cave and ask her if she wants a housemate asap. she’s retired, she’ll love my bird, and I will be the best resident ever if she would have me.

but she’s also 30-40 mins out of the city with no public transit that goes to the city, and my car just absolutely shit the bed so I would have to get a car and/or figure out borrowing one from her or another family member

but also. cheap rent and guaranteed meals and in-house laundry and a big house with a big yard and a big garden and also I’m genuinely worried about my aunt living alone as she gets older so like???????? I’m very very very tempted.

#shhh sharkie #biggest thing in this current like literally today right now moment #is that my car just absolutely shit the bed so I am car-less until further notice #I’m gonna get a bike and I can do public transit and that from where I live now #but I don’t want to stay where I am now. it sucks for a lot of reasons. #but it is a straight shot to and from work #(and honestly biking more often is gonna be good for my knees) #and her place is a 30-40 min drive from the city #so unless she’s got a car I can use or someone else does until I have the money to buy a car #it’s not feasible for me to live with her at the very current moment #but my dad keeps pressing the idea and I keep thinking about it more and more #she would be lovely to live with and she would love my bird #i don’t think she has any other pets and she lives alone and she has a four bedroom house in the country like??? why would I not! #i was even saying like. I don’t really do night-life city stuff anymore. it’s not my jam and it’s not important to me really? #so it wouldn’t horribly cramp my style to live there. i’d have to reconfigure with some DnD stuff but it’s not totally inaccessible yknow? #ugh I’ve got a lot of thinking to do in general im gonna end this here and go try and clean my house

[githvyrik]

hi this is my copper dragon npc he usually uses a human form and he has a sick castle on a mountain and he keeps accidentally kidnapping adventurers for the rest of their lives because he likes having guests so much he wants to be a good host so they’ll never leave and his castle’s layout magically transforms to redirect people and turn them around so they can’t leave. he keeps selfies of himself with adventurers who turn up (and who often look exhausted and/or very scared) and many of them match people who had gone missing in the mountains. and he’s genuinely super nice but you can’t be on your way to continue adventuring. you can’t

#i didn’t draw him I just want to get this idea out there #i wanna run this adventure someday #i think the party would maybe be investigating the centuries of odd disappearances in the mountains #and then come across this castle and are like ‘oh this guy obviously did it but he’s so nice??? wtf’ #and then speculate abt all the horrible awful things he can be. and what he’s hiding. and then you hit them with the dragon reveal #dnd

[squidificati0n]

What are some good ways to meet people online for people who struggle to be social? I feel like I'm wasting away into nothing here

#personal #asking for advice #i would love to play dnd online but the idea of joining a group of strangers is terrifying #i have never played before so i feel like i would just hold everyone back #i tried to join an existing group once and i had a horrible panic attack #i also don't have a ton of free time these days and i'm not looking to ask a bunch of strangers to accommodate me #help pls #i am so fucking isolated

[krutomu]

You ever have that friend who you actually like really don’t like and repeatedly realize that but they are friends with all of your other friends so you can’t just. Say that you don’t want to be friends.

#Killing my self bto #Me when I’m having a okay day and this guy starts explaining why his is so bad and horrible and how a trillion bad things are happening #Like yes I have bad things happening to me too bro you have no idea cus I don’t want to make you feel like shit by #Talking about how horrible shit happens to me!! #And idk he just keeps upsetting meeeeeeee #Like the world doesn’t revolve around you sometimes I just make mistakes bro im sorry I forgot to mention something 😭😭😭 #I’m not doing it because “I don’t value your time” I also have a life and I’m sorry I inconvenienced you but I also have a lot going on #Right now especially I’m like actually losing it. Sorry I forgot to tell you that I couldn’t make it to dnd bro #I locked myself in my room out of fear yesterday so no. I value his time. I’m just also alive. And I also have problems #And you doing something shouldn’t hinge on me like it really shouldn’t. He could’ve asked someone else bro #Instead of waiting to be told? I mean I probably wouldn’t have if I was him. But like if it was such an issue #And he knew beforehand the reason why I can’t show up. #Idk im pissed off

[theanomalous]

VAPOR

#my art #digital art #technically dnd character ig #thats what she started as #currently turning her into something more for a story idea #but shes so pretty #horrible person #but i love her #vapor #water genasi

[butch-enjoyer]

Horrible dnd ideas

Necromancer shop!

Corps+!!!

#dnd and beyonce #dnd stuff #dnd memes #dnd homebrew #dnd and beyond #dnd #horrible #cat #horrible dnd ideas #horrible dnd #necromancer #necromancy #necro

[sword-and-nightingale]

Awful DnD idea:

The players find themselves working for a new nation that is somehow free from gods and fey. Magic is in everything, and the nation is run by [insert some race, probably humans let's be honest, here]. Anyway, as the players get closer to the leaders of the nation, they discover that the nation's magic and prosperity is due to it feeding off the life-force of the avatar of a newborn deity, and everything the players have been doing was to feed it in order to keep them alive as they are dying due to keeping the nation alive for so long. Players have to choose whether to keep aiding the leaders of the nation or to save the young deity.

#aster talks #horrible dnd ideas

[steddie-as-they-come]

Steve's pinning his polaroids up on his wall when his new roommate walks in.

Steve's immediate thought is oh, I'm gonna hate this guy.

Shaggy hair, leather jacket, rings glinting off his fingers, electric guitar slung over his back. Hot as hell, but compared to Steve's polos and perfectly coiffed hair, they could not be more different.

The guy looks like he had the same thought. His shoulders slump as he takes in Steve's appearance.

A man comes in behind his roommate, toting a suitcase full of clothes. "Oh, are you Eddie's roommate?" he says to Steve, who shakes himself out of his thoughts.

"Yes, I am." he says politely. "I'm Steve Harrington."

The man sets down the suitcase. "Wayne Munson." he offers, shaking Steve's hand. "I'm Eddie's uncle."

He nudges Eddie forward, who lets out an almost inaudible groan. "Eddie." he says snippily, shaking Steve's hand.

This'll be a fun year, Steve thinks.

They don't talk. Steve didn't think he was going to be best friends with whoever he got saddled with, but he thought they could at least be civil to each other. Their room is split down the middle. Eddie's half is absolutely covered in posters and music and cutouts of magazines. Steve's is...almost as blank as his room back home.

He misses the shitheads.

No one can ever tell them that. They'll get even more insufferable.

Once or twice, when Steve comes back from a class, he'll catch Eddie peering at Steve's pictures, but he’ll jump away before Steve can call him out on it. It's awful. Steve misses Robin.

It takes him a horribly long amount of time to stop flinching awake at every little sound. He'd stored his nailbat under his bed, out of sight of Eddie, but every time someone yells in the hallway or shouts in the room next door, Steve startles awake, already grabbing his bat. Luckily, Eddie sleeps like the dead, because Steve's not sure he'd be able to explain the weapon without breaking his NDA.

It's three A.M., early November, when there's a knock on their door. Steve isn't asleep yet, so he stands and answers it.

Eight people pile in, talking in hushed whispers. They slam into him, knocking him over.

In the middle of the hug, Steve counts his kids. It's Dustin, nestled against his side, then Lucas, El, and Will under his arm, Max draped over his back, Erica leaning into his shoulder, and Mike on the very outskirts of the group. He pulls them all in tighter, and they all yelp and squawk at him.

"Let us go, Steve!" Erica says, annoyed.

"Nope." Steve says. "You came to find me at three in the morning, you can tolerate a hug."

"Shoo, move." another voice says, and all the kids part like the sea. Robin pushes her way through the group and hugs him tightly. "I don't know how you do it." she says to Steve. "Driving all these nerds around, it's exhausting."

He buries his face in her hair. "Missed you, Robbie." he mumbles.

She leans her head against his. "Missed you too, dingus."

Steve pulls back. "You got your license!"

"I did!" Robin jingles her keys happily.

Eddie sits up, and everyone in the room freezes. "Wha's happenin'?" he slurs sleepily. Then he registers all the people in the room. "Whoa, what the fuck?"

Steve stands up, brushing himself off. "I'm sorry, man, I didn't know they were coming." He shoots a glare at the group, who looks appropriately cowed. Minus Dustin. Steve can now see whose idea this was.

Eddie swings out of bed. "No, it's- wait, are these the kids from your polaroids?"

"Yeah," Steve says. "Dustin, Mike, Lucas, Will, El, Max, Erica, and this is my best friend Robin."

"Awww, you have polaroids of us?" Max teases over his shoulder. "That's sweet."

Steve reaches behind him and tussles her hair, shoving her gently. "Shut up, shithead."

"Your room is cool." Mike says. "Not Steve's side. But this part is cool!"

Steve glares at Mike, but Eddie grins big. "Thanks! I'm Eddie Munson." He shakes Mike's hand.

"Is that a DnD poster?" Will says. "That's amazing!"

"It certainly is!" Eddie says. "I used to DM back in high school. Played a bit too."

The nerdier section of the group reacts appropriately, oohing and ahhing, while Max and Erica just roll their eyes and nudge each other.

Steve hesitates. “I know these guys don’t really do anything on Saturday afternoons, and I think they’ve been wanting to start another campaign. Would you mind if they come up, maybe every weekend, and you can…” he doesn’t know enough about DnD “…run a game for them?”

Eddie looks amused. “You mean DM a campaign?”

“Yeah, that.” It’s an olive branch that Steve’s offering.

Eddie takes it. “Well, how can I turn that down? Sheepies of the Harrington flock, how would you like to join a new campaign?”

“I’ll keep the rest of you occupied,” Steve mutters as the guys (and El) start talking excitedly. “Max, Rob, you guys wanna find the closest arcade and set some new high scores?”

“Only one person will be setting high scores.” Max says, gesturing to herself, but she looks excited at the prospect.

Steve lets Eddie and the kids talk for a couple more minutes, then claps his hands. “Okay, it is three in the morning and I have a nine A.M. class tomorrow SO! I have enough blankets for all of you to sleep on the floor if Eddie doesn’t mind-“ Eddie shrugs. “Or Rob can drive you back home.”

Steve looks around and Robin is already in his bed, cuddled up like the blanket hog she is. “Okay, well, sleepover here it is then.”

He whisks out his ungodly amount of throw blankets (courtesy of Joyce’s knitting spree) and the kids get together in their usual movie-night-at-Steve’s cuddle position.

Will’s got his head on Mike’s shoulder, Lucas next to Mike, Max leaning on Lucas, El’s head in Max’s lap and her legs thrown over Dustin’s lap, and Erica with her back against Dustin’s shoulder. Sometimes Robin and Steve are wedged into the pile somewhere, but just as often they’re tangled up under six different blankets across the room, which is why Steve whispers “Scoot over, dumbass,” as he climbs into bed next to Robin.

Eddie watches them assume their positions with an expression of what could be awe on his face. “When I saw those pictures,” he whispered, “I thought they were like your siblings? Or maybe old pictures of your friends. I didn’t think you were a soccer mom.”

Steve glares at him, but unlike earlier in the year, there’s no heat behind it. “Hope you like coparenting then, because these guys need to be watched 24/7 or they’ll run off and start the apocalypse.”

Eddie laughs like it’s a joke. To him it is. He hops back into bed. “Goodnight, weird little family.”

The kids murmur a collective sleepy goodnight, and Steve shuts his eyes.

It’s the most relaxed he’s felt since he moved in.

part two!

#based on the running joke between me and my roommate that my robotics kids are gonna break into my dorm room #one of them just got his license and im now even more worried #steve harrington #eddie munson #steddie #college au #pre relationship

[fauvias]

Came up with a goblin enemy for comedic effect. Your party is walking in a forest when they spot a giant egg. They think about taking the egg along with them for that night's dinner, but when they crack it a goblin jumps out yelling "I'M [goblin's name] AND YOU ALL MESSED UP BIG TIME" and attacks the first person it sees. The goblin then turns to ash the moment anyone's attack connects. A week later, as the party walks by the city walls they see something falling from the sky, it's the goblin again. It either successfully lands on one of the players or slams on the ground and immediately turns to ash.

And the next week, the goblin comes out of the mouth of a monster your party is currently fighting and attacks them once again. Every week this goblin comes out of a random place, attacks the party and turns to ash the moment they successfully hit it.

#dnd #ttrpg #goblin #probably a horrible idea tbh

[steventhusiast]

STWG prompt 11/2/24

prompt: date night

pairing/character(s): steddie, hellfire club

it's valentine's week!! hopefully i can do all the prompts this week :)

"And with that, the barkeep..."

Eddie pauses in his storytelling to glance away from the notes hidden by his DM screen and over to the clock. His eyes widen at the time. Is it really 7:53pm already? Shit.

"With that, this session is over. You'll find out what happens with the angry barkeep next week!"

Everyone in the room groans at that, a chorus of 'seriously's and 'what the hell, Eddie's starting up even as he hurries to put his notes back into his DnD folder, and dumps all his dice into his bag haphazardly.

No one seems to notice for a moment, too busy complaining about the cliffhanger, when Gareth suddenly pauses and examines Eddie with a curious look on his face.

"Hold on, you promised we'd finally find out more about the temple this session? Where was that?"

Eddie huffs in response, and doesn't even look up as he starts folding his DM screen.

"Yeah, that was before you guys decided to talk to every single person at the tavern for an hour and start a barfight."

"That's never stopped you from getting us to where you want us before!"

"Yeah!" "Exactly!" "Please, Eddie. What happens with the barkeep."

Eddie waves a hand at everyone, and looks up to see the younger kids complaining quietly to each other, and his closer friends still seeming to inspect him carefully. He supposes they're valid in that; he's not one to back down from his plans, and has never cut off a session like this before.

But. Today is special. Today he has...

"Oh my god, you have a date." Jeff suddenly says, his eyes a little wider than usual as he grabs at Freak's arm.

"What?! Who the fuck would he have a date with?" Freak scoffs.

Eddie ignores the blush fighting to appear on his cheeks and starts collecting all of his figurines scattered around the table.

"Eddie has a date?" Mike suddenly joins in from across the room.

And, great, now the baby sheep are involved too.

"It is none of you guys's business what plans I have after this session. But, really, I gotta go." Eddie tries, but now Dustin's attention is on him as well.

"That's so funny! Steve has a date tonight too- that's why we had to ask Nancy to pick us up tonight." He says with a laugh.

Eddie laughs along with him, a little strained now because Gareth, Jeff and Freak are now squinting at him.

"Yes.. What a coincidence." Gareth says slowly as Eddie continues to pointedly avoid eye contact.

"Anyway! Got a lot to, uh. Do. Running a bit behind schedule actually, so if you could.." Eddie says as he finally finishes shoving everything back into his backpack and throws it over his shoulder, gesturing toward the drama room's door.

The younger kids leave without much complaint, but Gareth, Jeff and Freak hang back and walk slowly alongside Eddie.

"So... Steve Harrington?" Jeff asks once the kids are out of earshot, his tone a little disbelieving.

"Don't say it like it's a bad thing!" Freak slaps him on the shoulder disapprovingly as he speaks.

"It's not a bad thing! Just.. unexpected!"

"I have no idea what you're talking about." Eddie tries.

"Sure, sure. Enjoy your totally not a date night that's totally not with Steve 'the hair' Harrington." As Gareth says that, they've finally reached the doors and Eddie can well and truly escape.

He's going to have to break a few road laws if he wants to get to Steve's on time. It's only their third date, so sue him if he wants to try to make a good impression.

Even if Steve's been his friend for a few months now, and already knows about his horrible time-keeping skills.... It's still worth a try. Anything to woo Steve Harrington.

-

part two

#steddie #steve harrington #eddie munson #steddie ficlet #steddie drabble #stwgdailyprompt #dailydrabble #mywriting