#I have my own shortlist but honestly I just wanna see

[pencilofawesomeness]

Okay so a bunch of you are definitely familiar with fun little FT in TWST AU stuff, and with all the enabling, I feel like it's something of a group effort at this point.

So riddle me this

I've figured out the other dorms, but Savanaclaw was giving me a pause, because it's the dorm for repression, so I got options. (Though my first instinct was to give Loke the whole housewarden treatment, lol. He's definitely a contender.)

Though I also haven't fully developed everyone's in-story backstories yet so how emotionally messed up they are is up in the air. So I have some biases but without divulging any of my thoughts just yet, I want to know who y'all think is the most likely to snap.

What is an overblot?

(For those are watching me spin in my chair and are here for the FT portion.) Long story short it is characterized by:

—having a large supply of magic and being a good mage —having years worth of emotional stress and/or trauma, built up and ready to burst —a suitable impetus that forces all that emotional stress out in the open, usually in a dramatic way, and usually while using way too much magic —and then it is a matter of getting overrun by the icky stuff and gaining a super-powered evil form and then almost dying in the most dramatic way possible, usually while inflicting unspeakable AoE violence

[pleckthaniel]

I agree with you about the se options being underwhelming. If it was up to you, which cats would you give an se to?

My shortlist would be:

Harestar - like I've said before, he has a lot going for him as a character already, being a DF trainee and Onestar's successor, as well as the fact that he has sort of inherent narrative importance as WindClan's leader but no real arc to speak of yet. Also, if the Erins adopted the fan theory that he's Onestar's kid, that would give them a LOT of narrative gas.

Barley - Gives a good chance to flesh out life in BloodClan, and his backstory in the city as told in the field guides is well-structured for a standalone. Additionally, it would be nice to see the early development of his and Ravenpaw's relationship. You'd have to do some narrative trickery to structure the story in a satisfying way without retreading Ravenpaw's graphic novels & novella, but I think it could be done.

Monkeystar - She's incredibly popular, and WarriorClan is a unique narrative opportunity for exploration and experimentation. It could be a breath of fresh air, honestly. However, I would very much want this to be a plot-based SE, not one of the slice-of-life character development ones.

Darktail -I wanna see how Smoke raised him, I wanna see what he did after she presumably died, I wanna see how he actually developed a personal hatred for the Clans (he took their existence way too personal for him to just be carrying out his mom's grudge), I wanna see the development of the Kin. Also would give a great opportunity for developing Onestar, especially young Onestar, without just doing a Onestar SE (see footnote). Plus, it would be a rare villain POV. We need more of those.

Morningflower. I mostly think it would be really interesting to get a WindClan POV during the period when they got driven out. They were gone for a long time, let's hear more about it! Also, her arc in TPB is compelling enough to work as the central conflict of a standalone but also off-screen enough that doing her SE wouldn't feel like too much retreading of ground.

Mossheart. Since the field guides are dubiously canon at best, I think the Erins should just start blatantly cannibalizing the interesting parts into more-canon books, and abandoning everything else to the wind. Mossheart is one of the interesting parts. I feel like her story could be easily expanded out into a full standalone, especially if you focus on the interpersonal conflict aspect of her attempt to change the code.

Daisytail. Same as Mossheart mostly, but I would only want this if her alliance of queens was written as a blatant, direct allegory of labor unions.

Flowerstar. Again, similar reasoning to Mossheart and Daisytail. The story included in the field guide could be either the midpoint or the beginning of the story, depending on how you wanted to structure it; it would focus either on her developing into a leader or on her attempts to rebuild ShadowClan after they were so totally devastated.

Being honest, though, I doubt most of these would ever happen. They either feature characters who are not marketable or popular enough for HarperCollins to invest in a standalone novel about them (Harestar, Morningflower, the field guide ones, kinda Barley) or would be too gruesome or dark to be considered marketable (Barley, Darktail, Mossheart, possibly Harestar and some of the others depending on where you focused).

Footnote: I would not be, like actively opposed to a Onestar SE. That feels inevitable at this point, and I think it's a okay move to make. My main doubt about it is that I feel like Onestar is one of those characters that work much better when you're seeing them from the outside looking in, rather than actually getting into their head. To successfully capture Onestar from his own point of view would be a difficult task for an actually accomplished writer, which the Erins are not. So, I would overall prefer not to have a Onestar SE, but I'm still probably gonna be happy when it inevitably happens because we do in fact need more Onestar in our lives.

[mzmezzler]

Helping Hand - Jisung x Fem!Reader 

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shortlist: cock rings, eager!Jisung, dom!reader, degradation, edging, kink negotiation, crying, oral sex (recieving), service top!Jisung

word count: 1.4k

summary: The backstory to Chokehold that no one asked for. This can easily be a stand alone, but it would give more context to it I guess. But basically Jisung keeps cumming early so you find a solution within edging.

a/n: I don’t know if this was a necessary concept to be expanded upon, but I also feel like if it was for another idol and separate idea then it would have felt kinda lazy. Idk the longer it got the more I was like why tf did I write this cause now I gotta post it. I hope somebody like it.

Any and all feedback is appreciated :)

You were three weeks into your relationship with Jisung when it all came blatantly apparent that his stamina was going to be a problem. 

It’s early morning, Jisung woke you up by peppering kisses along your jaw and brushing the sleep from your eyes with a drowsy smile. You giggle at the feeling of his lips gliding along your skin and you sink back into the sheets while he worships your body underneath the sheets. Your breath hitches as you feel his fingers tug at your panties and then drag the fabric down your legs. 

Peeking up from the covers to give you a toothy grin, Jisung dives back under to kiss at your naval and sink down to flatten his tongue against your folds. 

Gasping out, you reach a hand down to push the boy’s head down to encourage his eager sucking. The feeling of Jisung’s tongue fucking itself into you sends a shiver run through you as he brings his thumb over to rub and pinch at your clit.

“Sungie, you’re doing so well” You groan out. 

Rising from his place under the sheets he shoves his sleep shorts down his legs and strokes his leaking cock. The flush on his cheeks runs down to his chest as the boy rises up to cage you between his arms, and giggles to himself when you give a small peck to his nose.

Grinding himself against your heat with shallow thrusts, Jisung finally presses in. Bottoming out within you with a throaty moan, you wrap your arms around his shoulders while he takes a moment to adjust. 

His  thrusts are short and sharp. You could tell he was getting close already by the way he squeezes his eyes shut and drops his jaw to gasp right into your ear.

“I’m c-cumming”  He groans out. You still, and look up. “Ji wai-” You reply. Before you could finish your sentence, the boy is pulling out and releasing onto your stomachs.

The silence coated only by his panting and your own even breath feel full. “Ji-” You start. The boy looks mortified over you, eyes searching into yours, while you look back at him with a blank look. It was unclear how long you both just silently communicated while his cum was drying between your chests. “I’m sorry” the boy whispers.

With his head hung low against your shoulder you just sigh out as Jisung continues to chant little “I’m sorry'' s into your skin. It was pathetic honestly, but you knew he genuinely felt bad for cumming too early. Again. 

"I’m sorry Y/N, I really try to last, but-” he stops to give a shaky sigh. “I just get really overwhelmed during sex. I want to give you more.” His wide eyes look into yours and you take his hands into yours, "We'll figure it out Sungie. Don't worry"

You almost didn't know how to take the situation. On one hand it irritated you how almost everytime you all have sex it’s rudely interrupted due to Jisung’s own sensitivity. It wasn’t his fault, but that was the problem, it wasn't his fault. And probably had an easy solution.

Ironically, it actually was an easy solution.

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Over the next few days after you researched methods to help the boy last, and the most glaring solution turned out to be simply not letting him or controlling his release.

So you bought a cock ring with the thought of Jisung, thrusting wildly into you hoping for a release only to be edged for however long you need running through your mind. 

-

He had been a bit anxious about his performance since that morning, and you producing a simple black silicone ring from your bedside table didn't do much to ease his anxiety. 

"Y/N…a cock ring?" He sputters. 

"Yeah Ji, I looked it up and there are lots of benefits with it and you'd look cute begging for me to let you cum." You respond. If the glassy look in his eyes was enough to go off you could tell he was already getting hard. 

"Can you tell me more?" He responds. The boy's mouth is opened slightly while he squirms, trying to adjust himself beside you. 

"About the ring, or about how I want to make sure you can get me off without spilling into your shorts like a little virgin." You reply. Satisfied with the whine the boy let's out you continue, "But I shouldn't be too hard on my baby, it's not your fault." You pat his head and move your hand down  to cup his puffy cheek, " you just need a little help. Isn't that right Sungie?"

"Mm-hm" he replies with a nod. It was cute seeing Jisung slowly work himself into his headspace, and even more so when you got to ease him down. 

"Do you wanna try it now?" You respond while caressing the bulge in his shorts. Jisung replies with a quick nod as he shifts to pull down his shorts and lie beside you waiting.

Taking the boy's half hard member in your hand, you use the other to slip the ring past his shaft and snug against his balls.  

Jisung looked as if a weight was lifted from his shoulders as a shudder ran through him once your nimble fingers left his cock.

“How does it feel” You ask. 

“It feels like when you need to sneeze, but it just doesn’t come” he chuckles. 

Testing the waters and stroking his cock Jisung whimpers at your heavy handed grip, "Why don't we put it to good use then" You respond.

Swallowing at your words; Jisung rises from his spot beside you, and pulls your sleep shorts off along with your underwear in a practiced motion. Lifting one of your legs onto his shoulder and onto your side Jisung slides up, pressed against you, and starts his insistent grinding. While working himself to a full the boy lowers his head to your chest and attaches his hot mouth to your breast, lapping up and sucking at your hard bud.

"Come on baby" You sigh out. 

Jisung is too caught up in moving to your other breast, sucking and nibbling at the skin, making red and pink marks paint your skin.

Raising your hand and striking a quick slap onto Jisung's ass, you knead the skin at his broken whimper, "Come on Sungie, you can fuck me baby" 

 Jisung  detaches himself from your breast with a wet gasp, and ghosts his open mouth along your chest while lining himself up with your entrance.  Inch by inch he slowly presses into, as if he was testing the new sensations. 

When Jisung finally bottomed out, he took a bit to regain his breath before starting his long and slow thrusts. Slowly working himself up to a rhythm that made your toes curl and arms reach for his back while Jisung whimpered into his own thrusts. 

“Fuck-”

“I-is this ok”

“Yeah Sungie, you’re so good for me.” You reply.

Jisung was always so eager for praise, constantly needing a guiding hand in and out of the bedroom. You see it in the way he buries his face into your chest and scrabbles to intertwin your hands in an effort to ignore the warmth crawling in his stomach. 

There was something so intoxicating about seeing him like this, so hungry for release and still so determined to show that he’s good for you. 

Snaking a hand between the two of you, you moan deeply as you work your clit in tandem with Jisung’s thrusts. Knocking your head back, you groan at the sensation.

Jisung looks up at you with watery eyes from his place on your chest, “Can I cum now?” He pleads eagerly while rapidly thrusting into you. 

He looked feral, pistoning himself into you with sweat beading on his forehead. It was cute how he was taking it. 

Chuckling at the over eager boy, you wipe a tender hand over his face, brushing his hair out of his face, “Let’s not get too ahead of ourselves Sungie.”

[werejusttouchingeachother]

Yes, Sir

Req: Yesterday I was really desperate to be in the middle of a sekai sandwich, and honestly? I still am🥵

Pairing: Reader x Sehun x Kai

Genre: smut(m) + CEO!au

Words: 3007

Tags: slight derogatory kinks, sir kink, anal, dp

A/N: To the anon who requested this, 1. I love you and 2. Please let me know what you think!

A two-months-long internship at one of the most reputed modelling agencies was nerve-wracking enough. When you’d been accepted for your summer programme at O&K Models, you’d expected to be getting coffee for a bunch of snobby models who wore Gucci and ate like birds. 

What you hadn’t prepared yourself for was to be working alongside the CEOs and making coffee for them: Oh Sehun and Kim Kai.

The duo complemented each other perfectly—Sehun was always fun and charming, teasing and flirting with you any chance he got while Kai was more of a reserved, quieter boss who only spoke when absolutely necessary with a gaze intense enough that you couldn’t look at him for too long without your mouth suddenly going dry.        

But then you’d caught him gazing at you. What were mere glances had turned into blatant staring during meetings and slow smirks when he saw the blush creep up your face as he refused to look away, lingering touches on your elbow or arm when he wanted to talk to you, always gazing deeply into your eyes when you narrated his schedule in a way that made you forget what you were even saying in the first place and had you scrambling for words. 

You’d assumed you were just overthinking it or reading too much into something that wasn’t there but then one night when you’d drove back to the office headquarters because you’d accidentally taken the list of models for the upcoming Fall Fashion Week along with your files, you’d ran into Kim Kai at the copier room.

“Mr. Kim,” you blurted, eyes wide as you froze where you were standing. You hadn’t bothered switching on the lights since you just needed to switch off the machine and leave but now Kim Kai stood at the door, arms crossed and a perfect eyebrow arched high.

How the hell does he look so attractive even in semi-darkness?

The streetlights from outside cast a slight blue glow into the small room with its closed blinds, the light somehow illuminating the side of his face.

“What are you doing here? It’s way past your office hours, Y/N,” he says softly, his voice sounding louder than you’d ever heard it due to the silence surrounding you.

Your breath caught slightly at your name falling from those plush lips—never had he called you by your first name in the entire three weeks you had worked here. It was always ‘Intern’ and he’d left the nicknames and terms of endearment to Sehun who creatively exploited it thoroughly.

“I, uh.” You cleared your throat as you tried to recall why you were here. Fashion Week. The list. “Right, I took the shortlist of the models for next week’s show along with my files by mistake and left some copies here that I forgot to throw out. I’ve kept the list back at Mr. Byun’s desk so don’t worry, I’ll just be on my way now.”

You forced a polite smile and strode forward to the door, fully expecting him to move. When he stayed still, a teasing lilt to his lips and intense gaze focused on you as you stood awkwardly in front of him, you hesitated before lifting your eyes to look at him.

Because the only other alternative was to stare straight ahead at his chest where the white shirt was stretched across the broadness of it since his arms were crossed, looking like the button would pop off any second.

“Do I intimidate you, Y/N?” Kai asked, his voice low and husky in a way that made your stomach flip.

You licked your lips nervously and immediately regretted it because that just made his gaze fall on your mouth. Your breath caught in your throat and Kai uncrossed his arms, burying his hands into his pockets and stepping forward so that you now had to tilt your head up to look at him.

“Answer me, Y/N,” He said in a tone that was demanding and authoritative in the way it usually was but for some reason was extremely turning you on right now.

Kai prodded, “Are you scared of me?”

You swallow, the sound echoing slightly as you finally manage to mutter, “I’m not scared, Mr. Kim. Maybe a little intimidated.”

He cocks an eyebrow in surprise at your reply, leaning forward. You can’t seem to breathe at the close proximity and from the mischievous twinkle in his eyes, you know he can tell.

“What are you intimidated by?” He steps forward, making you take a step back in surprise. “The fact that I’m your boss?” Another step, you take one back. “My looks?” Another step. “The way I look at you?”

You’re pressed up against the copier machine now, your hands behind you and clutching the edge of the machine for dear life as you look up at him.

“Y/N.” You blink at the sheer command in his voice, feeling your heart jolt.

“Yes,” you answer weakly, your heart hammering in your chest hard enough that you were sure he could hear it.

“You smile easily around Sehun,” Kai cocks an eyebrow challengingly, his hands suddenly rising to grip the same edge you were basically hanging off, his arms now encaging you between him and the machine.

“But you get nervous around me,” he continues, his voice a low rumble that made your toes curl. “You flirt with him all the time but you can barely look at me. I’m getting mixed signals here, Y/N. Do you like me more or not?”

Oh my god.

Your mouth had parted open sometime when he’d been talking, feeling slightly speechless as you blinked at him. What was he doing? Was this a confession or was he just playing with you?

You didn’t care, to be honest. He was making you nervous as hell but you would have never imagined that in a throng full of top-notch male and female models, Kim Kai would have taken interest in you.

A part of you couldn’t believe it. It felt like a fever dream, like if you closed your eyes tight enough or pinched yourself, you’d wake up and be in your car, driving back to your apartment.

Although Kai always got your stomach tightening with even the slightest glance, having him at such a close proximity right now where you feel the warmth of his breath fan across your face, surrounded by the musky perfume he wore, you felt like you were on the edge. He was so so close and yet, he wasn’t touching you. You’re certain that if he even laid a finger on you at this point, you’d melt into a puddle from the sexual tension that was suffocating you in the stuffy dark room.

And then, he said in the softest huskiest whisper:

“If I kiss you, Y/N, will you stop me?”

A short breath of disbelief leaves your lips involuntarily as your eyes widen at him. You still can’t seem to form a coherent thought that you can articulate so you do the next best thing.

You act on instinct and cock your head, gingerly pressing your lips to his.

And that’s all it takes.

It’s as if you unleashed a beast—Kai is immediately grabbing you roughly to him, pulling you flush against the length of his body as he devours your mouth hungrily. You moan into the kiss, your knees buckling and nearly collapsing in his arms as he holds you tightly, pressing you against the copier. You clutch at the lapels of his jacket, feeling overwhelmed in the best possible way as he slips his tongue inside your mouth.

Kai’s hands are rough on you as he grips your hips, roughly sitting you atop the copier machine. You hear it creak threateningly and you freeze, clenching your thighs as you pull away from him.

“It can’t hold my weight,” you breathe heavily, eyes wide as you try to not put too much pressure but Kai’s hands are already shimmying your skirt up, not bothered by your concerns.

He stops for a second as he stares at your thighs, hands atop the black lace thigh-highs you were wearing.

“Fuck, you’re so sexy,” he groans as his fingers reach higher and slip under the waistband of your matching lace panties. You hold your breath as you lift your ass from the machine to help him quickly yank it down your legs, his own foot lifting to stamp the thin suspended garment between your ankles and kick it aside.

He leaves the black stockings on, his hands roughly grabbing your knees to spread your thighs open before one hand reaches up. Your back arches at his impatience as you feel his fingers on your pussy—you think you’re probably slick with arousal and one look at the lust-crazed gaze in Kai’s eyes is enough to confirm that you were.

You don’t expect him to not hesitate, already quickly inserting a long digit inside your dripping entrance and curling it over your clit in a way that had you making filthy noises as you moaned, “Sir, I—”

His hand suddenly came to the back of your head, fisting around your hair to yank your head back so you could look at him.

“Call me that again,” he growls and you comply immediately, whimpering ‘Sir’ over and over again as he grabs your waist roughly and lifts you up. He’s yanked down his pants and underwear and when he holds you up in his arms, you can feel his erection against your wet entrance as you wrap your thighs around his slender waist.

“I want to see all of you in light so bad,” he grunts as he looks at you. “And touch and kiss every inch of your body until you’re begging for me to fuck you but I can’t wait right now.”

“God, please, just fuck me,” you groan as you slide your arms around his neck and feel his hands grip the flesh of your ass tightly.

“Wanna rephrase that?” Kai asks with an eyebrow cocked and you decide to play dirty, wrapping your hands around the back of his head, burying your fingers in his luscious locks as you press your forehead against his.

Lips on his, you plead with as much desperation as you felt, “Please just fuck me, Sir.”

Kai’s growl is absolutely feral as he slides his dick over your slit, collecting your fluids before pushing inside your pussy. You moan loudly as his hands control you—sliding you down over his length until you’re stuffed full of him. You bury your head in his shoulder as Kai bounces you up and down, the head of his erection brushing against your G-spot repeatedly in a way that had you screaming louder with each thrust.

In fact, you’re so loud that you don’t even hear the door open behind you until light spills into the room, illuminating the beads of sweat of Kai’s forehead and that’s when you realise Sehun was at the door, frowning.

“Kai, I swear to god.” You look over to see him rolling his eyes as he yanks his sleeves to his elbows, already unbuckling his belt. “I can’t believe you started without me.”

You’re breathing hard as the sudden reality sets into you—Sehun had just walked into the copier room where you and Kai were fucking like animals and he was quickly undressing as if to join you.

The realisation washing over your features makes Kai smirk up at you, the same dangerous smirk he’d had since he entered this damn room.

“You never did answer me, Y/N,” He says with a mocking tint to his voice and you’re whimpering now as he has slowed his thrusts. “Do you like me or Sehun more?”

You hear Sehun scoff at your back and you feel your stomach twist—either with the impending orgasm or the fact that Sehun was most likely removing his clothes behind you.

“That’s hardly fair,” he comments and his voice is closer now. Goosebumps rise on the back of your neck as you feel cool fingers on your hips suddenly, teasingly drawing over the curve of your ass.

“How about we both come inside her so it’ll be easier for her to decide?” Sehun’s playful nibble on your ear at the end of his filthy question makes you moan softly, arching your head back until you’re leaning back against his broad chest.

“Faster, Kai,” you’re whispering as you feel the orgasm that had been so close that you could almost see it, was now slipping quickly away from you.

“What’d you call me?” Kai grunts and you can’t even find it in yourself to call him ‘sir’ again, not when there was a growing frustration eating at you from your denied release. You felt Sehun’s chest pressed up against your back, his arms coming around you to hold you up until you were sandwiched between the duo.

“Patience, baby,” Sehun grinned and you gasped as you felt his long erection against your ass. Kai pulls out, arms still holding you up and you moan as Sehun moves his length all over you, collecting both your fluids and coating himself in it. You gasp loudly as you feel him push himself into your pussy, his length filling you in a way Kai didn’t and the feeling is so new and pleasurable that your eyes roll back in your head.

“Fuck, you’re wet,” Sehun mutters as he thrusts slowly inside you.

“Like a slut,” Kai agrees, making your pussy clench at the term and Sehun groans as he feels it.

“You like that, don’t you?” Sehun grins, pulling out and making you whine in protest. He pumps himself a few times and then you feel the wet spongy head suddenly push against your anal opening.

“Oh my God,” you gasped, eyes shooting wide open as you clutched onto Kai’s shoulders.

“Don’t worry, babe, I got you,” Sehun mutters reassuringly as he kisses the nape of your neck. “Trust us and just relax for me.”

You bury your head in Kai’s shoulder as Sehun painstakingly slowly pushes himself inside you, inch by inch. The slight sting of pain shifts into an indescribable pleasure as he stretches you out fully, his length making you feel like you were stuffed full. It wasn’t enough—you needed him to thrust.

“Se—oh my—Kai,” you broke into a high-pitched wail as Kai pushed himself inside your pussy. Your chest was heaving as you gasped, feeling him enter your tight walls that were stretching to accommodate him. Kai’s hands gripped your ass then, filling you to the hilt so you could feel his balls nestled against your pussy as both their dicks stuffed you completely full, your body suspended between them as they held you up.

“Oh god, I’m so full,” you mewled, tears stinging your eyes at the overwhelming sensations rushing through your body as you leaned your head back against Sehun.

“Shh, you’re doing great,” Sehun soothed you, kissing your throat. Kai was watching your face closely, no words of comfort from him but you could see the concern in his eyes. He suddenly leaned his head forward and you closed your eyes as you felt his tongue dart out and catch the tear rolling down your cheek.

And then both men began moving.

You whimpered as they found a rhythm, thrusting in and out of you as the lost orgasm quickly came back a vengeance, growing to a height that had your head spinning as they both fucked you fast and rough.

Your bodies were pressed up against each other, echoes of skin slapping surrounding you, the smell of sweat and arousal thick in the air while they both pounded into you mercilessly. You’d never had two men at once and definitely not ones with such impressive lengths and girth.

Your words were barely decipherable, moans and groans of their names as you felt the tightening in your lower abdomen, your heart pounding as they brought you closer to the high you so desperately wanted.

“I’m gonna come,” you panted, feeling your walls convulse in a tell-tale sign that you were close. “I’m gonna come, oh my—”

Kai slammed his mouth against yours, swallowing your scream as you came around his length. It immediately set off their orgasms as you felt Kai shoot his cum deep inside your pussy and Sehun came shortly after. Your body was trembling as thick spurt after spurt of cum shot filled both your holes, filling you up until you could feel it leaking over their dicks and dripping down the curve of your ass.

You collapsed in between their bodies, arms hanging limply off Kai’s as you tried to catch your breath. Kai slowly pulled out, holding your legs since he knew very well that you probably couldn’t feel them and most definitely couldn’t stand right now.

Sehun held you up by your waist too, his dick growing soft in your pussy and you could faintly feel the thick cream spill down in trickles on your thighs, completely ruining your stockings. Both Sehun and Kai stare at your legs as if mesmerised by the contrast of the white against the black.

“Damn, Y/N,” Sehun breathed, softly chuckling. “You did so well. I’m so proud of you, babe.”

“Not yet,” you heard Kai say, making you fully open your eyes to look at him as he pulled his pants back on. “I meant what I said about the light. I want to fuck you properly—not in a dark small copier room. In the light, in all positions and surfaces of our house. Think you can handle that, slut?”

Say no. Your body is exhausted and you can’t even feel your limbs, you’re sticky with tears and sweat and cum and you’re most probably sore from that rough delicious fucking, don’t you dare—

You licked your lips, leaning back against Sehun’s shoulder to smile at Kai as you say, “Yes, sir.”

[horizonwalkers]

can I share a somewhat controversial opinion? I love when folks have a character concept they want to play but I get pre-frustrated when someone shows up to game with a novella worth of backstory, especially when they don't do anything to incorporate the setting or other players into their history. to me the joy of dnd is the collaborative story between everyone and the surprise of how characters grow and change. I don't wanna just sit and be the audience for someone else's protagonist 😬

honestly i feel you. I had that problem when I started playing dnd. I was the player who had a novella worth of backstory and this perfect idea constructed in my head and then when it came to playing at the table, I got frustrated because I wasn’t doing my character ‘justice’.

it’s an issue I still struggle with a bit, i’m pretty insecure about my roleplay capabilities as a player, but the Novella Length Backstory thing probably comes from the fact that first and foremost, I’m a writer in addition to playing d&d, and the challenge in adjustment is that as a player in dnd, i don’t have full control over the story and i can’t set up a perfect arc for the characters. I took me a bit to get that, but when I did, I changed the way I create characters for people’s games. 

One of the reasons I have over 100 playable dnd characters is because I’m adhd and dnd is one of my hyperfixations and so when I get an idea, I run with it. But most of these characters exist as NPCs or just concepts to toy within my own homebrew setting. When I make a character for a oneshot or a campaign, I try to leave holes in the backstory.

The example I can use best is my character Rowan from the campaign I play in called Beyond the Great Expanse. All I knew about rowan at first was

An eladrin ranger turned bladesinger wizard

Who was a loyal soldier who did whatever she was told

Her major job was protecting a powerful sorceress named Verena who she eventually fell in love with

They could not be married because of class differences.

At some point, Rowan went to the feywild and found a tome of ancient sylvan magic and is teaching herself magic so she can rise into a new social class and marry the woman she loves. 

That’s pretty much the information I supplied my DM with, in addition to a basic physical description and a few personality traits (focused, loyal, stubborn) 

then I got this back from my dm:

tldr, my dm took my vague ideas and ran with them to integrate them in a way that made sense in their world. I was mostly along for the ride but we workshopped things together to come into a cohesive story that fit with the world and story my dm was planning and my goals for the character.

 It even helped me flesh out Rowan more and turn her into a fully fleshed-out character. It gave me a goal in mind for what i wanted her individual arc to be: learning to trust herself, believe in herself, and break free of the metaphorical machine. aka choose herself over an institution. 

I completely agree that the thrill of d&d is a collaborative story and the excitement for how characters grow and change and form together. I don’t think there is anything wrong with having a goal for your character’s growth and wanting them to succeed, but I do think a character’s creation should be a collaboration between a player and the dm to create a backstory that feels integrated into the world.

I highly recommend that when generating characters for oneshots or new campaigns, bring your DM a shortlist of ideas you have. Class. Race. A Role for their backstory and an Idea for why they are now an adventurer. See if it lines up with any of the DM’s preexisting creations and ideas and if it doesn’t, work together to fit something into the world. It will benefit both sides!