#xanthar

[skipppppy]

My “what if the rest of the Henchmaniacs could possess people the same way Bill does” idea did numbers on twitter so I’m putting it here for your enjoyment

[beartitled]

So if Billy's parents became monsters, what happened to Billy's old Henchmaniacs?

The dudes found real jobs

Look at them go 🧑‍💼👷🧑‍⚕️

[rabbitindemun]

welp, i don't wanna render anymore-

This is how it looks (｡･∀･)ﾉﾞ

I kind of prefer the sketchy version-

I need to SQUEEZE 'EM AWAAWAWAW

[millenianthemums]

i was gonna caption this something like “he would do numbers on tumblr”, but like… he does. he does so many numbers on here that there’s a whole character archetype named after the effect he has on tumblr users

[the-barefoot-hatter]

I think kid!Bill should get to bring his gang into kid!Stan twins AU shenanigans

[mdkm444]

if they were girls… 💭

[boiling-with-rage]

Opinion on:

Pyronica

Keyhole

Amorphous Shape

Kryptos

Lava Lamp

Xanthar

Teeth

8 ball

Hectogron

Paci-fire

RANKING THEM INSTEAD BECAUSE I WANT TO:

PYRONICA

AMORPHOUS SHAPE

XANTHAR

TEETH

KRYPTOS

8 BALL

HECTORGON

PACI-FIRE

LAVA LAMP

KEYHOLE

AND IF YOU’RE CURIOUS DAN CRABLEMAN RANKS JUST BARELY ABOVE KEYHOLE FOR NOT WASTING VALUABLE Q.U.I.D. ON ��SEXY GRIFFIN” MAGS. Y’KNOW IT’S BAD WHEN YOUR SCAPEGOAT IS BETTER THAN YOUR OWN DAMN WORKER

[bexatthedesk]

Got the chance to be a part of the 10 Years of Bill Cipher Zine @tenyearsofbillcipher! Thought I'd share some in-progress shots to make you all feel FOMO!

But here it is! Go ahead and order the zine from https://10yearsofbillcipher.bigcartel.com/ to get the full version and see all the wonderful work from each artist, writer, and contributor of the zine! It was so much fun.

Here's some little close ups of my finished pic:

[yrooxrksvigirzmtovwzwwb]

Don't forget guys, bill's henchmaniacs are also pretty powerful!

Keyhole was a guard of the secrets of the universe

Hectorgon was the only sheriff brave enough to hunt the henchmaniacs down

Teeth

Xanthar is a literal lovecraftian god

Kryptos is... Oh, Kryptos... He's kinda...

😳

[thebestcomicbookpanels]

Advanced Dungeons & Dragons #10

[nexstage]

Revenge is sweet AU

Not what they expected

Trigger warning: gun violence, physical violence, blood imagery.

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Mismatched eyes glared at the petrified, shocked face of fake Preston Northwest.

Bill’s mind couldn’t compute what he had heard from Steve. Steve… That name sounded so familiar… The image brought him to a time, so ancient it hurt, where a female square teacher presented to the class a boy almost identical to him except that his eye were color blue like his legs. And he had no arms.

Then poof! He became an afterthought. Nothing extraordinary and somewhat annoying. Next, everything turned to ashes.

His parents… His home… The park where they used to go… The school… The optometrist (good riddance!)… Even him… No, Steve survived. By sheer luck or a miracle, he made it. Did that mean—?

“What? Wondering if there are others like us? Other survivors?” Mabel-Steve spoke in a false sweet tone. “Sorry to burst your bubble but that’s not true. As far as I’m concerned, you killed them all… I was lucky enough to escape.”

“I didn’t—“ Bill received another furious slap. Steven pulled hard on Preston’s mustache, eliciting a pained groan from the dream demon. “Don’t you dare lie to me. Denial won’t help you anymore, Billy.”

“Don’t call me that!!” He spat. Damn useless gnomes! What they lack in strength they compensate it in numbers! And Xanthar? Where the fuck was he? He’d better not be dead. It’d be the embarrassment of the century if one of Bill’s Henchmaniacs ended up killed by some cliche fairy tale creatures.

Steve shrugged. The shake of Mabel’s head as she smiled triumphantly, boiled his blood to no end. Only he had the right to be condescending!

“5 minutes” warned the portal. 5?! He had no time for this! He mustn’t let them destroy his best creation!! Weirdmaggedon had to succeed! “Oh, wow! Right on time!” Steve proclaimed proudly. “Let’s shoot down this shit show, shall we? I can’t wait to photograph your face and frame it for posterity!!”

Panic rushed through his veins as Steven danced relaxedly toward the machines that programmed the portal. Pressing any button meant a change in the coordinates or worse: self-destruction. This fool was crazier than him!

“Noooooo!!!!” Bill got on his knees, shaking off some of the gnomes but the rest piled on him, adding more weight, and wasting more precious time. Against the odds, the demon managed to get up, running toward a possessed Mabel despite the scratching and biting of the gnomes glued to his legs.

A swift kick graced Mabel’s sweater, Steven backed down a few steps but wasn’t fast enough for the next kick that left the girl’s nose a bit twisted and bloody. Then another one cracked a few of her ribs. Steve winced in sympathy because pain was no fun at all. Much to his horror, Bill freed his arms from the gnomes, throwing a few at him.

Not satisfied with that, the demon lifted Mabel-Steve by the hair, stamping her into the ground with all his might. At least Preston’s body showed some physical potential.

Plomp! An open door put an end to what would be a merciless beating before it even started. Bill internally screamed ‘Fuck’ as the silhouettes of Pine Tree, Question Mark, and Llama made their debut.

“Help!! Bill wants to kill me!!” Steve pleaded in Mabel’s voice. The blue beam of a memory gun missed its target for the dream demon ducked just in time.

“Mabes!” Dipper’s face exploded in tears. She was there! She was there and alive! His sister was alive!

A bullet suddenly interrupted their tearful reunion. Steve and the new members of such a chaotic show observed in horror the lifeless bodies of several unicorns, manotaurs, and gnomes, blood pouring from the holes caused by the guns. A badly bruised Xanthar and an enraged, possessed Preston pointed guns at them.

Soos rapidly put the children behind him, using his memory gun as a threat.

“Wait, don’t shoot. What if my dad forgets everything?” Pacifica felt like a fool for not taking into account the consequences of the device on her father.

“That doesn’t matter now,” Hold on. Since when Mabel’s voice sounded like two overlapped to each other? “Stop the portal! We have no time!”

Wrong words. Bill and Xanthar began firing at them, Soos barely managed to keep the three kids and himself out of the way of the bullets but some of them sliced his legs, a few bounced from one corner to the other, then… “Aaaggghhh!” Soos and the children fell like a card castle as one bullet penetrated his knee.

“Soos!!!!” The man clutched at his injury, eyes becoming waterfalls as he tried in vain to stop the bleeding. He could even feel the pieces of bone fragmented because of the weapon.

This was the perfect distraction, Mabel-Steve ran toward the panels of control to shut down the portal only to have a unicorn of all things colliding with him.

“MABEL!!!” Seconds before Dipper could take the first step, gravity vanished as the machine warned ‘1 minute left’. Everyone, including the corpses, started floating. Steve took his chances then; pushing away the newly broken ribs and big bruises on Mabel’s body, he impulsed toward the control panels using the dead unicorn but the bulky, dense body of Xanthar tackled him, as his arms wrapped deadly around him.

“I’ll go!” Pacifica did the same as Steve, trying to get closer to the control panels. “Oh no, you won’t!” Bill used the corpses of two manotaurs to propulse; regardless, he clashed against Soos whose arms trapped Preston-Bill’s in a vice grip.

“Let go of me, you brainless gopher!!”

“Go, li-little dude! Qu-Quickly!!”

Navigating in a place where gravity didn’t exist could only be doable while you’re dreaming. Once again, the blonde girl wondered why and how her life went from the superficial routine of the daughter of a rich family to a sci-fi/horror nightmare. To think the worst that could’ve happened to her was being kidnapped and almost murdered by tiny people that lived in the mini golf camp, or heck the freaking lumberjack ghost that threatened to turn everyone into wood statues as an act of revenge.

Now, the lives of everyone in the whole world pended on a thread, Soos was severely injured, there were dead people everywhere, and his dad was fucking possessed by a triangular demon! What else could go wrong?!

“The show’s over! Let’s end this now!” She raised her hand—

“One more movement and your old man is dead!” Pacifica went rigid like a statue.

Haha! Yeah! Got you, bitch!

“Aaagghhh!!” Soos cried for Bill had headbutted him hard in the nose. The demon freed himself and picked from Preston’s pocket a cutter, placing it close to the man’s neck. “Yes, that’s right, Llama. I’m going to do it! So you’d better be a nice, obedient, little girl and let this go!”

“Don’t!!!” Mabel-Steve and Dipper, who were struggling to defeat Xanthar, screamed at the top of their lungs. “Pacifica, don’t! Whatever Bill is planning with this portal is nothing but trouble. He’ll destroy everything! Shut it down!”

“He’s right! Listen to—!” And Mabel-Steve got a massive punch in the face.

“Mabes!!!” Dipper wrapped his arms around his unconscious sister giving Xanthar the chance to dive toward Pacifica until Soos intervened again.

“30 seconds left”

30 seconds. 30 seconds! What should she—?!

“Oh, Llama~!! Did you know that I wrote Daddy’s little will?”

“What?”

“As you heard, airhead. His will. And guess what? If anything happens to him, then you can say goodbye to your old life. Forever!”

“My… No… No! You’re lying!!”

“Am I or are you denying it?” Bill smirked sadistically. “Wanna know what I put? If this bastard dies, then all the family fortune, the mansion, and your stuff will be locked behind doors. No one will be allowed to touch it. Not even you or your whore of a mother! They’ll stay there until they rot and you’ll live like everyone else! A filthy, worthless peasant. No mommy to go shopping with, no daddy to impress, no money to show off! Nothing! Unless you let this go!!”

“Dude, d-don’t listen to him! Shut it down!”

“Paz, please! Shut it down!”

“Remember, Llama~! You do it, you lose it all!”

“Shut it down!”

“10 seconds left” What should she do? Her family’s fate depends on her but they were in shambles already.

Her mother was in jail.

“7”

Her father might die.

“5”

She would be on the streets because fuck it! Bill Cipher couldn’t care less!

“3”

But her friends…

“I’m sorry, Dad!” She fired the memory gun at the control panels at the last second.

“NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!”

A blinding light consumed the room as the portal exploded.

The last thing Pacifica seemed to see was the silhouette of a man.

[faithful-grigori]

”#i feel in my bones that an early draft of this image had some typical frazetta-esque bikini girls here#and then a brilliant and heroic artist said no-- shirtless dudes”

I have a question about this image of Xanathar's Thieves Guild.

Why does he have sexily lounging elf boys?

I ask because I cannot imagine a beholder being attracted to anything other than itself. Does he just understand Sexily Lounging Elf Boys to be a status symbol, and he wants anyone to visit him to know he can afford Sexily Lounging Elf Boys?

Maybe I'm the asshole here for assuming. Maybe these boyfriends are master tacticians here to advise Xanathar, they happen to like wearing leather pants and no shirts and I should be less quick to reduce them to sex objects.

I don't care, I love it, this is all I can think of every time I see it:

[rabbitindemun]

FIRST, FIRST, PLS TELL ME THIS TIME I'M FIRST WITH THE IDEA (i'm desperate)

Wip of A little something i was doing- andOMG THE GASLIGHT DISTRICT, GOSHHH

[fatcharacterotd]

fat character of the day: xanthar from @dreamscreep

[henchmaniac-kryptos]

Hey this is the former Henchmaniac that said nobody likes you

I stand by what I said

Also clearly you are not good at riddles because you do not even know who I am

Idiot

End of message

I only write them, not solve them. Also, YOU NEVER GAVE ME A RIDDLE!

Based on what I know, you're either 8Ball, Keyhole, Dan Crableman or maybe Amorphous Shape? I dunno, nobody can see Amorphous Shape.

I'm going off on a tangent here...

Look, whoever you are, come to R34LITY and rejoin us and maybe Xanthar WON'T crush your skull! You'll get to join in on weirdmageddon 2 as well!

The offer's always open...

[thecontrarianlibrarian]

Zobald the deep gnome shopkeeper from our waterdeep D&D campaign.

May 27 2019