Have a seat on the story rug, kids, it’s time for one of the oldest classic D&D tales I know! I referenced it a while ago and I occasionally get reblogs asking about it, so, here we are. This isn’t my story, but I wanted to share it with a new generation of players, like it was with me back when I was a baby nerd. This goes back to the long-ago time of the 1970s and a very early edition of D&D.
So a party of adventurers stumbles onto the lands of some lord or other and the DM narrates that they’d run across a gazebo. One of the players, Eric, a methodical sort of guy, playing a paladin, asks, “What color is it?”
“It’s white,” the DM answers.
“How far away?”
“Oh, about 50 yards or so.”
“How big is it?”
“About 30 feet across, 15 feet tall, with a pointed top.”
“I use detect good on it.”
“It’s…not good, Eric, it’s a gazebo.”
“I call out to it. Does it respond?”
“Eric, it’s not going to answer, it’s a gazebo.”
“In that case, I pull out my bow–does it react in any way?”
“Of course not, it’s a gazebo.”
“Then I shoot it with my bow.” Eric, bless his earnest little heart, rolls and hits it. “What happens?”
“You…now have a gazebo with an arrow sticking out of it?”
“What, isn’t it wounded?” Eric is vaguely affronted. “That was a +3 arrow!”
Losing his temper a little, the DM retorts, “It’s a gazebo, Eric! If you really wanted to destroy it, and I don’t know why you would, you could try burning it or chopping it to bits with an axe.”
Not having any fire spells or axes, Eric decides retreat is the best option. However, the very frustrated DM sighs, “It’s too late, Eric. You have awakened the gazebo. It catches you and eats you.”
At this point, the rest of the party takes pity on the poor guy and explains what exactly a gazebo is. But they were too late to stop him from going down in history.
For those curious, what poor hapless Eric thought he was fighting was probably a glabrezu, a far less fearsome foe than the Dread Gazebo.
OKAY BUT CAN WE TALK ABOUT THIS FOR A SECOND? I’M ONLY A CASUAL EXO STAN AND THIS BROUGHT ME TO TEARS….BLESS HIS LITTLE HEART…. LIKE THE HELL IS WRONG WITH PEOPLE? THESE IDOLS TRAIN FOR YEARS IN HOPES OF EVEN DEBUTING…THEY DON’T DESERVE THIS… WHETHER YOU STAN A GROUP OR NOT PLEASE RESPECT THEM BC THEY WORK SO HARD AND NO ONE DESERVES TO BE DISRESPECTED LIKE THAT…
(Requested by @thiscityneedsyounow! I hope these are okay! And I hope you feel better soon sweetie!! )
he’s at a loss
totally caught off guard
and a little scared ?
he knows that girls get cramps on their periods…but…he doesn’t KNOW
you’d have to walk him through it - but he’d do whatever you ask
You want chocolate? Sure - he’ll go get it.
A heating pad? Definitely. No problem.
You want him to rub your back? No big deal.
Need more pads/tampons or pain killers? Just tell him which ones to get and he’ll get it.
(he’ll text you pics of the different ones at the store until he finally has the right one)
also he’s always down for cuddling so if you just need affection - he’s THERE
he’ll wrap his tail around your waist and nuzzle against you and its so cute and warm and lovey dovey
he KNOWS what to do
he’s already got everything you need
likes giving you little facts about this or that revolving around a period
“Did you know that chocolate actually helps ease period cramps because-”
“Yukio - stop. Please don’t talk about it.”
“Well, okay Y/N. But there’s no reason to be ashamed or embarrassed of it - its totally normal and - “
Ryuji ‘Bon’ Suguro!
big gorilla lookin muthafucka buyin pads/tampons at the convenience store with THAT expression ^
he doesn’t honestly have a problem with it
but he has to keep up appearances - you know?
constantly worries about you though
if you’d let him he’d wrap his arms around you - his hand lightly holding the heating pad/hot water bottle in place against your abdomen
presses soft kisses to your shoulder comfortingly
stays quiet usually but if you just want to hear his voice he’d recite sutra
bless his sweet little ol heart
he’s not prepared in the slightest
feels useless cause he doesn’t know how to help
probably prays about it when your napping or whatever
is willing to run around and do whatever you say so that he can be of use
he’s kinda like a puppy
he ALREADY KNEW when this day would come
he’d noticed your habits in class and stuff before ya’ll had become a thing
and could pinpoint approximately when you would start
its kinda creepy Renzou
but he always offered you a water bottle and he always knew when you wanted chocolates and he always kept a supply of pain relievers in his bag when he knew this day was approaching
now that ya’ll are a thing - he’s still the same
he’s still ready for it and he spoils you days in advance
bringing you your fave flowers or a teddy bear and something chocolate
when the cramps happen - it shocks him that they’re so bad
but he stays chill and rubs your back and does whatever you need him to
None of them ever say anything if there’s blood on sheets/blankets/clothes/towels. They just let it be. They might text their mothers (or girls they know, ex: Shura) and ask how to remove the stains - and if they can’t they might just throw out whatever it is and get a new one (unless its something important to either of you - in which case they just don’t speak about it and eventually they don’t even notice it anymore to be qh).