#and it’s insufferable after the DnD session

[fuckitwebhaal]

[silently considers blocking the blood weave tag even tho I enjoy it in a neutral sense]

[me-myself-and-my-fos]

Would love it if Guy played dnd with me

[talewind-arts]

The DoD would totally play rpgs growing up, I know realistically it would be Webs to tea h them about it, but young Dune totally would have played during his warrior fantasies, and later with Six-Ckaws in both the army and with the Outclaws. So I'd like to imagine that, when the DoD took interest in one of the scrolls Webs brought back (a how to play guide the older seawing prolly didn't think much of), Dune gruffly but reasonably encouraged them to try it out.

Tsunami would be the DM, but would probably keep getting into arguments with Glory and Starflight. Clay would just want to keep the peace, but he'd have a hard enough time figuring out the game. I think Sunny is very into it, but nobody listens to her, so Starflight ends up echoing her sentiments to keep the game moving. All in all, the DoD probably all get pretty into it, Glory probably lounged nearby during the session 0, watching but pretending not to care, until she quietly joined in the first session, with enough confidence that nobody openly questioned it when she described an intricatly fleshed out edgelord character (think full tween deviantart oc). Starflight was a rules lawyer, but they loved him and if it ever got bad someone would pounce on him and they would keep going. Already touched on Clay and Sunny, but Tsunami probably tried to make everything cool, sometimes for the better, sometimes for the worse when she did a bit too much railroading (She definitely sneaks the plot of the Missing Princess in there). Dune encouraged the DoD to stay with the game, waiting until any fights cooled down before suggesting they try again. There was no overarching story to the 'campaign', but the DoD were young and it was just something fun to do.

Later in life, Sunny decides to try and run a campaign for some students in Jade Mountain. She probably runs a couple different games for different students (at least one of them tries to involve Stonemover, but he's too sad for it), but the one we care about has Kinkajou, who dragged along Moon. Qibli of course came with her. Kinkajou also invited Tamarin, which means Anemone is there, too. Pike tried to follow, but he strikes me as the kind of dragon who thinks dnd is Satan worship, and won't get close.

Thanks to her character development, Sunny is actually a great GM, she's got Thorn's knack for people by this time, and it really helps in this situation. This table is actually pretty awesome. Kinkajou hypes everyone up and keeps them all confident in their choices, Moon is a good mediator of course, and Qibli is a delightful person to play alongside. Anemone sometimes struggles with being the bad kind of power gamer, but she's trying to be better and the group is very understanding. Tamarin maybe doesn't speak too much, but true to life when she does it's deeply impactful. This group does a lot of therapy thanks to Sunny running it, and other than Qibli and Anemone skirting the line, it's very family friendly.

Another JMA group is actually run by Turtle! He's a little nervous to commit to it, but Peril has always wanted to play and convinces him to run a oneshot after Clay talks about playing with his friends. She thinks Clay would like her more if she also understood the game (not knowing he never did), and Turtle used to play with his brothers in huge group games. They end up running drop in oneshots, but most dragons are pretty scared to play with Peril, save for a few. It ends up being very healthy for them, as it helps quiet Turtle branch out, and dangerous Peril get closer to other students. The funniest one is Pike, who as I said before thinks this game is evil. He thinks he is infiltrating the villainous practice to see if it is dangerous to Anemone, but ends up absolutely loving it, in secret of course. The trio ends up playing together more and more often as a way to get better at people together, and Pike becomes much less insufferable. These three get REALLY intense with rp, and eventually welcome a curious and dumbfounded Winter, who wants to learn after hearing about Moon and Qibli's group. These players should hate each other in one way or another, but they have a fun time being really aggressive and intense, and despite feeling intimidated, Turtle has a great time with such a heavy rp game.

Also, somehow through Winter the group ends up hosting a game with Linx and Snowfall, which is a crazy day.

[hollow-lime-green]

Can you tell us a little about your D&D stuff? -sincerely an avid dnd player who loves hearing about other people’s characters

aaaa sure!

briefly - when I do actually get to be a player, I fucking love playing rogues. god i am so basic and easy, catch me playing a tiefling/changeling rogue 100% of the time. i am a power gamer though, and i'll take a lot of feats to do all sorts of weird bullshit (and the 2024 thief buffs are going to make me insufferable. fast hands has always been my favorite ability in the game, and now thief is finally good for real and not just by dm fiat).

i like every class except artificer and monk (fine just not for me), but rogues have my heart. in every game, skyrim to borderlands to d&d, I like being a pain in the ass from a long distance away. i don't get to play a lot, so i don't have a lot of characters that i'm super tied to, but right now, i'm essentially playing a cabal of tiefling/changeling rogues (one for every subclass) that are running the underground of my friend's city in a westmarch style progressive series of oneshots he hosts at our local game store.

mainly, though, i have always been a perma-dm of my groups, although I am trying to find a group that rotates better because as it turns out, being a perma-dm can absolutely fuck with your interpersonal relationships. i had a really awesome d&d group in undergrad that I DM'd for, and I have a lot of great memories from that. we played on campus for the first two years, then on roll20 for a few more years after that. unfortunately, as most d&d groups do, we died to the BBEG known as Adult Life Schedules.

since then, I've been DMing semi-regularly at a local game shop, sometimes playing, and I've made a lot of in-person friends. we play both at and outside of the shop, but almost all one-shots, although when I eventually move away from this current location, I will probably try to drag them into an online campaign. lots of dm talk and pictures under the cut, since this will be kind of long. :)

Props!

as a dm, i am very prop focused, i love a good prop. it's the engineer girlie in me. sat night I ran a 12th level one shot for my friends to test out some of the new 2024 rules at high level, and what I'm most proud of was my hidden magnet bridge (see below) - this is a progress pic but I do generally keep my sets pretty minimal aesthetically. anyway this was super fun because i set it up as this precarious bridge that they needed to get across and do some puzzles (hence the set), and then i ambushed them with the hidden magnets (actual reason for the set).

this is one of my faves from maaaaany years ago. i could do it better if I tried it again, but it's tough. this was for an encounter where an enemy was locally changing the direction of gravity, so the set rotated. it was surprisingly stable but difficult to play on due to the fact that you have like 270 degrees of the table that can see and then whoever is behind the wall (the dm) can't see shit. this was during my in-person UG years, so baby engineer but still making it work.

this is something I've done more recently that is more minimalist but insanely effective as a minigame. i had some players navigating through a space field, so they had to plot a course through this minefield and peel off the tape stickers one by one to see if they hit a danger. again, left is a progress pic. they all got blacked out. the right one was actually my dm key during the session lol, so I knew what they were gonna hit before they hit it.

I do a lot of mini prop pieces to go on top of my battle map as terrain, mostly cardboard just to give height and make things a bit more dynamic. and i'll usually have some lair action that rotates or takes away some of that terrain. one other thing I'm playing around with is this plexiglass transparent overlay designed for water combat, so I can put biiiiiig bad guys underneath the party. that one is for a oneshot based on the game DREDGE (which I highly recommend by the way - fishing survival cozygame with an eldritch monstrous flair). this lighthouse works as a sanity indicator, so as the party loses sanity (due to the eldritch fish), I can change its color.

i have no idea how i've run this game like 7 times and yet I can't find any pictures of it, but I have a one-shot that is based on Potion Permit (another farming sim cozygame) where the players collect these tiny cardboard tetris pieces and have to use them to complete tetris piece recipes to make potion and Save The Town From Illness! players love a prop, players love a minigame, and i love running those things as well.

Characters!

I have a lot of DMPCs that I love from my long campaigns, but DMPCs can be irritating, so i have shifted away from character-driven things for my oneshots. when I go back to doing campaigns, I'm going to try to do them better? I don't know, getting people invested in OCs whether it's writing or ttrpg is always sort of a challenge. players get invested in the bonds between the party but not often in their actual NPCs. So I'm not going to yap about them too much, but I'll list the concepts of my fave DMPCs:

blind bard who sees through a force field cantrip like cat whiskers - later becomes a seer (like divination) at the cost of losing his blindsight due to Player-Caused Apocalypse. becomes an unwilling consort to an archdevil who rules the wastelands after Player-Caused Apocalypse.

red hag who used a wish spell to free herself of pacts of loyalty but as a consequence cannot form lasting relationships with any creature, and cannot wish again. trying to make a Deck of Many Things to get more wishes and fix this (doomed)

half-fey archer with the mantle of the summer court trying to avenge her parents killed by the winter court, warrior softened by the touch of a woman (autumn fey cottagecore mom friend with an aussie accent). they were fun because the party actually got really invested in them and they got to complete their love story :)

spellthief rogue champion of the gods caught in a messy 'the parents are fighting' situation where the aspects of law and chaos fight. she is going to make a return when i start my next campaign because it's going to be a time loop situation, and she'll be the one resetting the timeline and trying to make off-screen changes (killing monarchs, planting magic items) to affect the future.

[shenanigans-and-imagines]

Eddie and Lucy DnD Headcanons

A/N: In honor of the new season of Dimension 20 and because I’ve got a lot of feelings, here are an assortment of thoughts I have about Eddie and Lucy playing DnD together.

Eddie is absolutely a ruthless GM

If at least one player is throwing death saving throws at some point of the battle he considers it a wash

His criteria slightly changed when Lucy starts playing for Hellfire

He did not expect her to be such a proficient swearer

The first time she called him a “son of a bitch” when he was grabbing a fistful of d6s he had to do a double take

Later she apologized but Eddie assured her that anything said in the heat of battle doesn’t count

Now he measures his success by how many times Lucy cusses him out in a session

At least one “fuck you Munson” is always the goal

She also does wreck his shit on occasion though so it all works out

Eddie is tough, but he is fair and if the players come up with something within the rules of the game, he’ll allow it even if it fucks him over

He’s also a good sport about it, as much as rubbing their failures in their faces can be fun, he knows an exaggerated reaction for when he loses makes it more fun

Lucy meanwhile doesn’t rely on combat as much in her GMing and focuses more on story and group puzzle solving

Her measurement is just how loud everyone gets as they argue on what the next step is

Really loves helping the character develop their relationships with each other and growing over all

Also allows for the rule of cool to almost a game breaking degree

Eddie thinks it’s fun as a player, but as a GM feels sympathy

They’ve gone home and Lucy immediately sequesters herself and he’s like, “shit how badly did Dustin fuck you over” and Lucy has shouted back, “this has nothing to do with that! I just…I need to think!”

I’ve also gone into some detail here, but Lucy loves dressing up while GMing

The group also agrees the pair of them are near insufferable playing together as PCs

Eddie will immediately initiate some kind of romance with Lucy’s character while the rest of the gang groan about keeping the role playing for the bedroom

But they’re also both the most experienced players of the older teens so they help each party member keep the rules straight and run support

They love experiencing stories together so even years after they leave Hawkins they still play; they’re nerds!

[ghostlyheart]

I couldn't sleep last night, so here's a Ghosts university AU I thought about while I stared at the ceiling and slowly descended into madness

Thor and Sass are 5th/6th year seniors who've been friends for years and Just Can't Graduate. Thor is an international student majoring in electrical engineering. He's great at what he does, but has almost blown up the lab on more than one occasion. It's a miracle he's survived being electrocuted so many times. Sass is majoring in English (creative writing concentration) with a minor in Indigenous Studies... plus an extra 3 or 4 minors for good measure. He's putting off his graduation because he's worried about what he's going to do after school and doesn't want to disappoint his dad. Says he doesn't like to get involved in drama but knows Everything about everybody's business.

Isaac is a senior majoring in political science with a minor in theater. He's very involved in student government and is absolutely insufferable about it. Equally pretentious about musicals, students in the department have learned not to let him get worked up about it because he Will argue with you for 45 minutes if you let him.

Hetty is a junior majoring in business management, preparing to take over the Woodstone family business someday (I imagine them being still somewhat influential). She and Isaac are attached at the hip. She's definitely still a bit snobby because of how she was raised, and not the best at interacting with other students, but she's trying. Everyone thinks she paid her way in (she swears the new Woodstone wing of the humanities building is just a coincidence.)

Alberta is a junior majoring in music. She dreams of being famous and has social media where she posts clips of her singing (unfortunately her most consistent commenter is a creepy guy named Todd). She auditions for shows in the theater department, more because she cares about singing/performing than acting. She and Isaac have a friendly rivalry (that used to be not so friendly until they came to more of an understanding).

Flower is a sophomore majoring in women's and gender studies. She's super involved in social justice and activism on campus. Plays basketball with Pete in the intramural league (she's definitely good enough for the competitive level, but they kicked her off the team for smoking weed behind the bleachers during halftime).

Pete is a sophomore majoring in social work (maybe? I'm least sure about him, but I imagine him wanting to do something to help people). Known for pointing confused freshman to the right buildings and paying for people's lunch at the dining hall when they forget their card. He was in the boy scouts for years and still helps out with the local troop. He's good friends with Flower, and he and Jay have been inseparable since they met. They're nerd soulmates.

Trevor is a hotshot freshman majoring in economics. Joins a fraternity right away. A total party animal, but if you watch closely he keeps an eye on people's drinks and makes sure everyone has their coats before they leave. He and Hetty have a class together and everyone thinks they hate each other. No one has caught them during one of their late night "study sessions" yet

Jay is a sophomore majoring in culinary arts. He rooms with Pete, and plays basketball with him and Flower while also running a dnd group on campus. He's still really close to his family and calls his mom every day. Has a crush on the cute new girl...

Sam is a transfer student majoring in journalism. She's a junior, but skipped a year, so she's around Jay's age. Hetty's distant cousin from "that" side of the family, she moved from Ohio to New York after her mom died. Hetty is a bit reluctant at first, but takes Sam under her wing. They're only about a year apart, but Hetty loves to lord her wisdom and life experience over her. Super dorky, excitable, and extroverted, Sam grew up kind of lonely and is just trying to make some friends. She writes for the school newspaper, and uncovers a scandal about the administration that is the catalyst for the gang getting together.

[assaultcrab]

so I run a dnd group for my friends

I had session one for the school year last night

the party starts off in the desert and feels suspicious rumbling and immediately starts telling me I had better not used the worms from tremors or dune

DESPITE being incredibly suspicious about that and the sand they spotted moving they still took NO PRECAUTIONS and continued to stomp around with disregard as to what might be in the are

purple worm. big one. anyways they got swallowed up, "killed" (convenient way to start off the story), and were instantly transported to hell

they met up with a very friendly devil who offered them a second chance, however the paladin (this character is important in just a moment) doesn't trust him in the slightest and sees him akin to basically a greasy second hand car dealer

after signing a *very* good deal to go back to the realm of the living with VERY FEW drawbacks the paladin just. knocks a small plant off of the devils desk for no reason. it breaks. plant is basically gone.

so the devil does the reasonable thing and not hold it against the other members of the party and let's them go freely with little issue.

the paladin however

gets to stay behind

the devil asks politely for an apology (along with scolding them for just breaking his shit)

and the paladin

just

doesn't apologize

the paladin continues to be insufferable until the devil has had enough and basically throttles them with one hand

after bitching them out, the devil lets them go back to their party

and in that moment, the paladin had their sexual awakening while BASICALLY BEING CHOKED TO DEATH

so this absolute prick of a genasi decided to peer out of the glass closet at that moment and then run back in

a possible character arc may or may not include the character learning what healthy relationships are

it's going to be an interesting couple of months

[writingonthemoon]

We are once again under the impression that my DND character is going to die

[hellfirecvnt]

Perv Eddie smut please!

You and the hellfire gang are playing truth or dare. Eddie teases you that you can’t turn him on, you are one of the guys so it won’t work. When you whisper the dirtiest things in his hear his mind is changed officially. Everyday after that he can’t look at you the same way. You’ve turned him into a huge pervert, stealing your panties and thinking degrading feral thoughts.

WOW OKAY. PERV!EDDIE HAS BEEN ON MY LIST I JUST COULDN'T THINK OF A GOOD PROMPT AND THIS IS PERFECT!!!

Finish What You Started

Perv!Eddie Munson x fem!Reader

Warning: Smut near the end (+18 minors DNI), perv!eddie, peeping tom, Somnophilia, unprotected sex, more?

Another thrilling campaign was concluded tonight. Eddie was feeling particularly on top of the world having outsmarted the entire Hellfire Club, leading to their unfortunate (character) demise.

"Better luck next time, gentlemen... Y/N." He adds you at the last second, a testament to his "gentlemanly" ways.

"You knew what you were doing with that banshee, Munson." You huff, recalling the way you forgot they can sense life from five miles away, eliminating any chance you had for a surprise attack.

"Of course I did, dude. That's the point." He laughs, lightly punching you in the shoulder. "Now, don't be a sore loser. We're all going back to my place to celebrate my awesome campaign."

It was common for Eddie to host a "party" for the club at the end of a campaign. This time differed only in his ego being as big as the building tonight, having won and all. You and the rest of the guys give a cheer in confirmation, already prepared to get tore up from the floor up.

The group files outside, and you catch a ride with Eddie as you have a million times before. Jeff hops in his car and Gareth drives Dustin and Mike in his.

"You have fun tonight?" You laugh in Eddie's van as it smoothly coasts to his nearby trailer.

"Oh, sure. My favorite part was you, Y/N knower of all monsters and spells, insufferable know-it-all DnD extraordinaire, forgetting the one thing that makes a banshee, a banshee." He taunts, earning a playful scowl from you.

You arrive at the trailer within minutes, the rest of the club close behind. Everyone gathers in the empty living room as they have time and time before. Eddie tosses a bottle of beer to everyone except Mike and Dustin, but they don't mind. They're just happy to be here.

"Next week, prepare yourselves for perhaps my most sadistic adventure to date!" Eddie, buzzed, displays grand showmanship as he describes next week's sneak peek. The hang out shifts from DnD talk, to sporadic jam sessions, to crazy stories, until finally Dustin suggests Truth or Dare.

"What are we, five?" Gareth teases.

"No, no. This could be fun. Start us off, Henderson." A drunken Eddie hands Dustin the floor.

"Uh, okay. Jeff, truth or dare?" Dustin looks at him with a raised eyebrow.

"Huh, I guess dare." Jeff isn't the confessing type.

"I dare you to take a shot of the hottest hot sauce Eddie has in his house." Dustin looks at an elated Eddie. He scurries back to his room and comes back with a black glass bottle.

"Turn it up, Jeff." Eddie snickers.

"What is this? Is this even hot sauce? Is this drugs?" Jeff opens the small lid and sniffs.

"No, dumbass. It's ghost pepper extract. My uncle bought it as a gag gift for me one Christmas. It feels like tongue fucking a stove eye." Eddie slouches into the couch, watching for Jeff's reaction. He turns the small bottle up, one big gulp, and he looks at the rest of us.

"It's not really that bad." His lisp is multiplied by 7 and his eyes are steadily pouring tears, but other than that, he doesn't waver.

"Jesus Christ." Dustin marvels, laughing as Jeff's tears soak his shirt. "You're turn, Jeff."

"Eddie, you son of a bitch. Truth or dare?" Jeff laughs through deep breaths.

"Hey man, all I did was supply the sauce. Henderson's the one who dared you. But, truth." Eddie smirks, certain there's nothing he'd be too scared to admit.

"Why do all the models in the Playboys you buy look like Mike's mom?" Jeff asks smugly. The entire room erupts into laughter, except for Mike.

"Come on, guys," Mike groans.

"To be fair, Mrs. Wheeler is a dime." You add, fueling Mike's discomfort.

"I'm gonna claim it's completely coincidental." Eddie chuckles.

"Yeah, right. We've all seen Mike's mom," Gareth starts, causing Mike to groan yet again. "It doesn't really take much to set you off, man."

"Yeah honestly anything with a pussy and a pulse could probably find a way into Eddie's bed." Jeff laughs.

"That's a lie. Y/N has a pussy probably and I've never wanted to fuck her. She's one of the guys, it just can't happen." He sits with a proud look on his face as if he proved anything.

"Probably?" You repeat to yourself as you lift your waistband, making sure she's still down there. Eddie picks Gareth and dares him to call his mom posing as a toaster repair service. It goes to hell and she hangs up furiously. The trailer nearly shakes with drunken laughter.

"Y/N, truth or dare?" Gareth points to you across the living room.

"Uh, dare, I guess." You chuckle, eager to see what bullshit they're gonna have you attempt.

"I dare you to turn Eddie on." Gareth grins wickedly, aware that Eddie just said it couldn't be done.

"Good luck, bud. It's gonna be like having Jeff try to get in my pants." Eddie jokes.

"Alright, lemme give it a try." You lean over to Eddie, cupping your hand around his ear as you begin to whisper.

"You have no idea how many times I've touched myself while imagining you throat fucking me as hard as you can, forcing yourself into my throat while tears fall down my face." You start. "I think about the way your cock would twitch inside me while you came in my tight, little pussy. And then I'd finger myself afterward, just to taste us mixed together." You let your breath wash over Eddie's neck before you pulled away.

Eddie's eyes widen in shock. The room fills with boyish giggles as his cheeks become a rosy color.

"Jesus, Y/N. What'd you say to him?" Gareth slaps his hands together once, laughing with everyone else. Eddie is stunned, unable to look at you for a moment, and unable to speak.

"I dunno, but I don't need to see him pitch a tent to know I did it." You smirk proudly, relishing in the buzzed confidence.

Jesus Christ Eddie thinks to himself. He racks his brain for a single memory that could be warned him you'd never be capable of saying something like that.

"Mike, truth or dare?" You somewhat slur.

"Please don't make it about my mom," He begs.

"Truth or dare, Wheeler? C'mon." You bypass his request, gesturing for him to give you an answer.

"Ugh, truth."

"Does your mom still have that necklace? The golden charm with a strangely placed pearl?" You fight to contain your laughter.

"Yeah, I think so. Why?" Mike furrows his brow.

"You guys, Mike's mom has one of those pussy necklaces. It's like fancy, but it's meant to look like a vag. I swear to God." You describe it to them, and they all confirm they've seen it.

"Guys, seriously?" Mike whines.

"Your mom fucks, Mike. Get over it. Don't dull her shine." You turn up your beer as punctuation on your sentence.

"I'm not dulling her shine, I just don't want to hear about it!" He throws a pillow at you, laughing. "And she's married! I have a dad!"

"Show off." Gareth jokes. The rest of the night is full of laughter and more Mike's Mom Jokes than anyone could've really prepared for. Eddie stays much quieter, eventually excusing himself to the bathroom.

The second the door was shut, a deep, desperate sigh escaped his mouth. Drunk and hornier than he thought possible, he splashes water in his face a few times before finally giving in and fucking his fist in the bathroom. He replays your breathy whispers over and over, cumming faster than he ever has.

A wave of shame washes over him as he reassesses what just happened. He chocks it up to being drunk, and you being pretty. Sure, she's always been hot. We're still just pals, though. I'm just a horny drunk. He reasons with himself.

The next day, Eddie wakes up with morning wood. His dreams were consumed by thoughts of your soft lips brushing against his ear as you spoke. He covers his eyes with his hands and groans. Something in him wants to be ashamed of how perverted he's being, but it's your fault, right? He strokes himself until he finishes, quietly mumbling your name as he does.

Usually, when Eddie was feeling particularly pervy, he could satiate the thoughts by cumming. But it wasn't working this time. Desperate just to hear your voice, he calls you.

"C'mon. Pick up, pick up..." He twirls the spiral phone cord around his finger, but your phone goes to voicemail. You got pretty drunk, it's no wonder you're still asleep at- he checks the clock- 6 AM?! No wonder it's still dark outside. He draws his bottom lip between his teeth, hatching an idea.

On the weekends, your parents go out of town for business. Because of this, Eddie knows various ways of entering your house, for friendly reasons, of course. Until now. He gets dressed and heads out his trailer door to his van. He's speeding, actually speeding to get to you faster.

Your front door is locked, as he would expect. So he treks around the side of your one-story house to your bedroom window. He reaches his ring-clad fingers to the window pane, carefully drawing closer, face stiff with focus.

The lamp next to your bed is still on, a clear indication of how drunk you were when you went to bed. The dim light illuminates Eddie's dark figure outside the glass. He reaches to open the window, as he had plenty of times before regardless of you being asleep or awake, but then he stops.

He notices the way you're laying in your bed. Face down, one leg straight and the other bent and hiked up next to you. Your arms wrap around the pillow under your head. His eyes fix on your sleep shorts, the way they've ridden up, exposing the entire bottom half of your ass cheeks.

"Jesus Christ, Y/N. What did you do to me?" He grunts, palming himself through his jeans. He finally reaches for the window and slides it open, not caring if you wake up or not. It wouldn't be the first time you woke up to him in your room. It would, however, be the first time Eddie rummaged through your panty drawer.

He cataloged every fabric and style in his mind, imagining the way each pair would look on your round hips. He then spots a pair sitting at the top of your laundry hamper. A sexy silk thong with embroidered text that reads "Eat Me." He already knows exactly which sex shop you got them from.

Without thought or reservation, he lifts the underwear to his face, inhaling your scent. He tangles his fingers in the smooth fabric as his jeans tighten. He's brutally shaken from his lustful trance when he hears you shift on the bed. He shoves the panties into his back pocket and adjusts himself the best he can.

"Mmm, hey man. What time is it?" You mumble in a raspy voice that makes Eddie's cock twitch.

"I uh, I'm not sure." He scratches his neck nervously, hoping you don't check the clock right next to you.

"Hell yeah." You reply, as if to the wrong conversation. You're back asleep not long after. A sigh of relief falls over Eddie. He gently creeps up to you in your bed, placing a light-as-a-feather hand over your skin where your skimpy shorts didn't cover. Goosebumps flood your skin under his gentle grazes.

He grips his bulge, desperate to calm the raging erection in his pants. He imagines waking you up by slipping his throbbing cock inside you. The way you'd moan and clench around him, pulling him deeper and deeper inside you with every full-force thrust. Drool threatens to fall from his lips before he snaps out of it, and steps away.

As many weird kinks and fantasies as he has, he's never felt this out of control. He bites his fist, searching for any sensation besides the burning need to fuck you while you sleep. He shakes the thoughts from his mind the best he can before collapsing in your giant bean bag chair, falling back asleep.

Eddie wakes up to the sound of you clinking around in your bathroom. Doing your make-up and brushing your teeth. He can't recall his dream, but glued to the inside of his eyelids is the image of you looking up at him with his dick in your mouth.

"Fuuuuuck." He groans aloud.

"You okay?" You pop your head out the door. Eddie stares at you for a moment, unable to reply. "Eddie?"

"Yeah, haha. Sorry, hungover." He throws on a convincing nonchalant smirk. You're none the wiser.

"I'll be ready in just a second. Hope I haven't made you wait too long!" You call from the bathroom. Eddie stands from the comfy bean bag and stretches. He idly slides his hands in his back pockets, rediscovering the panties he's "borrowing" from you. He stuffs them deeper into his pocket when he hears you coming.

You emerge from the bathroom, a trail of light floral, expensive-smelling perfume in your wake. The scent fills Eddie's senses, causing his eyelashes to flutter.

"What's the plan for today, dude?" You ask innocently.

"I dunno. I figured we could play it by ear." He shrugs.

"Is it hot outside today?" You ask, holding up a pair of the shortest cut-offs Eddie has ever seen. Without missing a beat, he replies.

"Yup. High 90s I've heard." He doesn't watch the weather channel. You huff and disappear to the bathroom once again to change. It never occurred to Eddie how slutty you dress outside of school until now. You were notorious for tiny skirts and mesh body suits. The thought of any of your previous "going out" outfits that he once looked over makes him nearly jizz in his pants.

You emerge again from the bathroom, long legs fully on display. Eddie can't help but imagine how well they'd fit over his shoulders. He shakes his head, expelling his thoughts, or at least trying to.

"Oh! We should go to this new little ice cream shop downtown." You suggest, knowing Eddie would never turn down food after he smokes. You spark up a joint and pass it to him, his hand shakes as he grazes against your fingers. "You sure you're okay, man?"

"I'm fine, just waiting for you all morning." He quickly attempts to cover up his anxious horniness. "But ice cream sounds awesome, let's go." The two of you take a couple more hits off the joint and you tap the roach out into your ashtray.

In his van, Eddie can't help but watch the way your chest bounces with every bump and pothole he hits. He nonchalantly begins swerving into them, hoping for bigger potholes to shake you more.

"Jeez, they let this road go to hell, didn't they?" You criticize.

"Right? What are we even paying taxes for?" He jokes. You're the only person in the group with a job and it's only 2 days a week for 4 hours per shift at the arcade. Eddie continues to stare at your chest, side eyeing every jiggle. He imagines how they'd bounce while he's shoving his cock into you.

He quickly shakes his thoughts away, just barely missing a curb as he pulled into the ice cream shop parking lot.

"This place better be delicious or I'm never trusting you to pick breakfast again." His voice is playful and he seems to be a bit more handsy than usual. He's no stranger to physical contact with his pals, but he can't help himself with you. Poking and teasing you as much as he can, just to feel your soft skin.

"Oh man, I didn't realize this is kinda breakfast for us." You giggle.

You order your ice creams, you pick your trusty favorite flavor and Eddie tries something that looks like it should've never been frozen, let alone scooped.

"Oh my God, it tastes like grass." Your face scrunches in disgust.

"Yeah, I don't know why I thought something this dark green would taste good." Eddie digs through his cup of strange frozen dairy attempting to distract himself from the way your pierced, pink tongue travels from the cone to the tip of your ice cream.

Suppressing a moan, he reaches into his pocket, running his rough, calloused fingers over the soft silk of your panties.

"Y/N, about um, yesterday. What you said during truth or dare." Eddie starts.

"Oh shit, sorry man. I was getting super buzzed by that point. I hope I didn't make you uncomfortable or anything." You reach a hand out to his, hoping you didn't cross a line last night.

"Oh God, no. You didn't do anything. I uh, I was just wondering if," he scratches the back of his neck nervously. "If you meant it."

Your cheeks flash hot as you remember exactly what you whispered to him. None of it was a lie or even an exaggeration, but you couldn't read his tone well enough to admit it.

"Oh, God no. We're like best buds." Now you're the nervous one.

"Right, yeah. Of course." He chuckles, fixing his eyes on his green frozen treat. The ride back to your house is awkward and sexually tense, but you can't tell if it's you or him. The tension evaporates slowly throughout the day until Eddie is once again alone in his trailer.

He lays in his bed, stroking himself with your panties pressed firmly against his nose. Vulgarly, he moans your name into the silk as he cums.

"Fuck." He groans as more as more images of you cloud his mind. Every time you've ever bent over to grab something. Every time you've had to readjust your tiny, barely-there tube top. Finally, he can't take it anymore, and he stalks to the house phone to call you, hoping you're still awake.

The second his fingers graze the phone, it rings.

"Hello?" Eddie rubs the sleep from his eyes.

"Hey." It's you.

"Woah, I was just about to call you." He laughs, relieved just to hear your voice.

"Yeah? What for?" You stall.

"We'll get to that when you tell me what you called for." Eddie smirks.

"Oh, I uh... I couldn't sleep so I was wondering if you'd come smoke with me."

"Wow, calling me for free weed? Low." He jokes before agreeing and hanging up.

Back at your house, you find yourself becoming nervous. You really did call because you couldn't sleep, but like the whore you are, the real reason was just hoping to be around Eddie for a little longer.

"Knock, knock." He vocalizes while knocking on your window. He climbs through and passes you an already lit joint. You take it graciously and take a long drag, hoping to calm your nerves. "Can't sleep, huh?"

"Nah. You too?" You pass the joint back to him.

"No, I just- I was working on the next campaign." He's lying. He has at least two adventures queued up at all times.

"No banshees, I hope." You eyeball him, taking the joint from his hands.

"No, no banshees this time." He smiles, enveloping you in his shining, dark brown eyes. He paces around your room, scanning your knick knacks as he usually did before sitting on the side of your bed with you.

You're so close to him, your soft thigh nearly brushes against his. You pass him the joint, but his distracted hands fumble and drop it on your carpeted floor.

"Shit," he snaps as he quickly leans down to grab the burning joint. You notice something in his pocket, aside from his regular bandanna. It's a familiar black silk with red lettering. Your underwear.

"Eddie," you furrowed your brow, still staring at the cloth in his pocket. "Are those my panties?" His face instantly turns red. He quickly straightens back up on the bed, wide eyed, unable to find an excuse.

"I uh, I-" he stutters, certain you'll never talk to him again after this.

"Have you been... carrying these around?" You question. Eddie raises an eyebrow noticing the tone if your voice sounds excited, not accusatory.

"I just-" he starts, but you cut him off.

"Have you been touching yourself, holding my panties?" A wicked grin spreads across your face. You begin to lean forward, confidently. Eddie's breathing gets heavier as you draw closer, filling his nostrils with the sickly sweet scent of your perfume.

"I don't know what you did to me the other night, Y/N. But I haven't been able to stop thinking about it." He huffs, inches away from your lips.

"Good, because I fucking meant it." You tease in a whisper before connecting your lips to his. A desperate moan vibrates against your mouth as Eddie firmly wraps his arms around you. His fingertips dig into any skin they find. He clings to you, pulling you closer and closer until you're in his lap, grinding against his bulge.

"Why didn't you say anything sooner?" He questions you between kisses.

"I dunno, I was fine with my fantasies. You're the one that couldn't help himself, you fucking pervert." You moan the last word against his lips, causing his eyes to roll back. He knew you were right.

He slips his hands under your shirt, sliding them up your back. He brings them to your breasts, running his thumbs over your hard nipples.

"No bra?" He licks his lips, focusing on the movements of his hands over your skin. Soft moans fly from your lips as his hands get rougher and rougher the longer he toys with you. He suddenly shifts and throws you back into your pillows. "I am going to fucking ruin you." Eddie grins.

He swiftly and easily swipes your shorts and panties off in one go, stuffing the new pair of underwear in his pocket proudly. Without much warning, he dives his tongue directly into your dripping cunt. You both moan on contact, your eyes rolling back as his tongue found every single angle that made you want to scream.

He digs his nails into your thighs, pulling you more and more into him. He eats you out until you're almost literally seeing stars. Having came at least twice since he started.

"Eddie, please!" You yelp as you pull at his frizzy hair, desperate to be fucked.

"Shhh, doll." He coos from between your legs. His lips and chin are glossy from your arousal. "I want you to show me what your mouth can do, first."

Eddie withdraws from you, leaving your cunt begging for contact. Whiney moans escape you as you buck your hips against nothing. He stands and pulls his pants down to his knees before sitting back down on the bed. Instinctively, you slid into the floor on your knees in front of where he sits. The perfect height for your mouth to wrap around his cock.

You playfully refuse to open your mouth at first, but Eddie grips the hair on the back of your head and your bottom jaw, forcing your lips open for him. His grip remains on your hair, guiding your head up and down his shaft. You meticulously work your aforementioned tongue ring against his flesh, earning loud, vulgar moans.

"Jesus, fuck Y/N." He breathes as you hollow your cheeks around him, pulling your mouth off with a pop. You rub his head back and forth across the ball of your piercing, watching him squirm as you stimulate the sensitive skin. With one more loud growl, Eddie tugs your hair, signaling you to stand.

He switches your places, shoving you against the bed, ass up with your head shoved into the sheets. He pumps his middle finger into your on-display pussy. The cold of his rings biting against your entrance. You can't help but moan loudly, almost screaming just from his fingers.

"We can't have all that." Eddie chuckles as he reaches into his pocket and retrieves the underwear you were wearing not long ago. He balls them up and stuffs them into your whining mouth, muffling your moans. "That's better."

He strokes himself a few times before lining himself up and sinking into you slowly. Long, breathy moans emit from his chest as he thrusts over and over. By now, you're screaming into the wad of fabric in your mouth, drool pooling at your lips as you let the lust envelope your entire body.

You've had fantasies, of course. But nothing could've prepared you for the real thing. He continues to thrust into you, gently playing with your clit until you're squirming so much, that he can't hold you still.

He promptly removes himself from you, flipping you on your back. He reaches for the hem of your shirt, tearing it away from you.

"You are un-fucking-real." Eddie smirks as he marvels over your fully exposed body waiting, legs spread, just for him. In the blink of an eye, he's back inside you. Thrusting as hard as he can to make your tits bounce like they did in the van. You claw and grip at the sheets, eventually spitting the panties from your mouth to beg.

"Eddie, please, I'm- I'm gonna-"

"Not yet." He snaps.

"Eddie!"

"Not. Fucking. Yet." Each word punctuated by another hard thrust. His thrusts slowly became sloppy and offbeat. Unable to contain yourself any longer, you let out a loud cry as you finish, flooding his cock and pelvis. Eddie follows suit, throwing his head back as his dick twitches inside you, warmth flooding in your lower abdomen as he fills you with cum.

"E-Eddie..." You stutter as he's still fucking you, slowly riding out his orgasm. He collapses on top of you, still inside. His heavy breathing in sync with yours.

"God damn, dude." He gasps before slipping out of you. You close your eyes, relishing in the relief when he plummets another finger in your throbbing hole.

"Eddie!" You yelp, arching your back at the sudden contact. He chuckles, bringing the finger to your mouth, coated in each of your cum. You sensually lick his finger clean, watching as his eyes roll back.

"C'mere. Let me help you get cleaned up." Eddie extends a hand to you. You take it and stand on two wobbly legs as you attempt to make it to your bathroom. Cum leaks down your struggling legs with each step. Eddie helps you draw a bath and clean up before you both collapse on your bed.

"Here," you huff, passing him another joint.

"I think you're my dream girl." Eddie stares at you with his big, puppy dog eyes. "Seriously."

"About time you noticed, Munson."

The next Friday rolls around and the club torments you both relentlessly.

"Oh, don't worry. We know Y/N completed her dare." Gareth snorts.

"What does that mean?" You question, already blushing.

"I mean my house is right across from yours and I could see Eddie watching you through your window. Didn't look like his hands were praying." The curly headed guy laughs.

"Watching me?" You furrow your brow, growing slightly wet at the thought.

"Never mind that, it's time for Dungeons and Dragons. Bow to your Dungeon Master and kiss the rings." Eddie announces.

"No way, those have probably been inside Y/N's pussy." Jeff laughs, earning a playful arm punch from you.

"They have been in her pussy, that's what makes it oh so cool to kiss them." He winks at you, kissing the ring on his middle finger. The rest of the club groans and rolls their eyes.

•

(Bonus points if you got that Righteous Gemstones reference.)

[sodrippy]

god ive been looking at u and ellian reblog quotes and tagging them with names and i was so curious and oooooh this is so cool!!! i am looking directly at it 👁️👁️👁️ if u ever feel like sharing more i would love to hear it it sounds so fucking cool

waaa claudio<333333 god how to begin to unpack them...

nyx was my dnd oc, she was a very sexy tiefling rogue, a pirate and professional thief. she’s cranky and lonesome and very straightforward. if you ask her if she stole your wallet she would simply say yes, like, what are you gonna do? fight her for it? she has 2 swords and is jacked bro, try it<3

she was abandoned at birth bc every dnd oc needs a splash of trite cliche backstory, and she didnt know this but her mom was a sea deity/abyssal demon and bc of this she had MAGIC too it was very hot, all green light and wild magic sorcery multiclassing. 

her and jouka (ellians main oc) are both such reticent isolated little freaks, but they had a lovely Moment in one of our sessions and even though we didnt really know shit about each other’s characters even as players, they just so beautifully Clicked and we were like Oh Whoa....they’re both really similar in the way theyre so focused on their own objectives and orient their worldviews and values on the few people they love rather than any other fixed points and it makes the bond they have so waaaa u know?

nyx would 100% follow jouka wherever, and help him get his goal, bc she’s led such a solitary life and assumed she would die on a job or whatever, and like i said her morals are very internal. so to feel as strongly towards jouka as she does is really unexpected and surprising, but SO meaningful yk, so now her morals are bound to him and shes like. yeah i dont care i Will stay with you no matter what bro we’re IT. and they ARE fdjcnx

(ideally what happens is jouka goes on a hot little necromantic revenge quest (ill let ellian explain that) and nyx is like ‘okay bro i love you so i will help as best i can’ and she sticks with him right until the end and mercy kills him bc he asks her to, and shes so mad bc how can he ask this of her but as if she would deny him u know? which, to be clear shes not evil or amoral, but in the fantasy dnd world, morality and crime are obviously in such different and skewed placements yknow, and bc of the life she’s lived she’s fully like. yeah i care about me and the people i love, and thats about it.)

modern au nyx is japanese-american and her names akira kishi, and she suffers the same brand of asian brainrot as i do re: family gfhdnc. she ran away from home when she turned 18 and she’s best friends and roommates with jouka (and kai) and they live an asian supremacy life<3 theyre so fucking messy and fun and stupid, and nyx loves jouka and kai like family even though she will not tell kai this bc hes insufferable as it is. she’s extended her circle of tolerated individuals to accept jouka’s siblings as well even though her and lem do NOT get along at first at ALL (they reach a truce after nyx accidentally stabs lem, its fine, its not major, dont worry about it)

ok this is already so long but waaa kai<3333 he started as another dnd oc concept when i was REALLY going through it about the various brotherly bonds in mdzs and since the primary villain of our campaign at the time involved the undead, i was like o word im gonna give this guy an undead brother to chase down and avenge

so kai was a psionic sorcerer, he had telepathic abilities and could do nonverbal spells and stuff BUT he acts like he cant do shit until its like. absolute dire straits and he Has to show off fhdsjcxn otherwise hes just like waa please help me i am but a fragile little man ): 

hes very fun and friendly and sweet, but hes laser focused on finding his brother and killing whoever murdered him, and he truly does not care about anyone who gets in the way of that

modern au kai is a sweetheart, but hes so spoiled and used to getting what he wants bc hes cute and Very aware of it u know. plus his older brother, xingkui, half raised him and protected him from that specific cold brand of wrath asian parents can wield u know fhdcxn so hes just like, been so cared for and protected his whole life

hes super friendly and fun, but hes quite careless with people as well bc nothings ever That Deep for him and he doesnt stop to consider that it could be for others, and when its pointed out to him he just shrugs it off like ‘ok that sounds like a them problem though’ (except he has a real soft spot for lem bc cmon how could you not)

MOST important kai fact: he has bubblegum pink hair and his wardrobe is half very nice expensive fruity clothing and half shit hes stolen from his friends and his brother

god okay theres SO MUCH MORE about all of them and the various AUs we have (gothrat au is the band jouka and nyx formed, theres a bodyguard au bc nyx is so chefs kiss perfect for that, and a detective noir au bc its sexy and why not, and so on and so forth) but ill spare u further essays about it. i love them sosososo much and not to be narcissistic but truly nobody is doing it like vallian when it comes to OCs

[theworldendswithuwu]

twewy kids playing dnd. give me a moment

hanekoma is the dungeon master. he’s dming for the Main Five

neku plays a rogue lightfoot halfling. he has this manifesto-length edgy backstory so he can subvert nice soft hobbit stereotype like every single person who has played rogue lightfoots. joshua mocks him for how avant-garde and revolutionary it is 

shiki is a tiefling wizard, and she specifically constructed her character to have an arc about trying to be a better person and loving herself just like she did. she gave her character a virtue name 

rhyme is a kind little healing domain cleric! she’s a gnome with the most whimsical cutest name and specifically chose a forest gnome for speak with small beasts. other than healing spells she picked out a lot of spells about talking to animals

beat plays a dragonborn barbarian. he thinks the dragonborns are cool as shit and in battle neku abuses halfling nimbleness and naturally stealthy all the time behind this beef ass lizard. specifically he’s brass but just looked at the rulebook and picked the one with fire breath

joshua is a high elf and he’s not the nice kind. his backstory involves being a super snobby elven prince and his character’s name is very clearly just adding a fancy spelling to joshua.

he is either an extremely annoying and insufferable bard or a lawful good paladin that truly, really, bottom-of-my-heart with zero sarcasm doesn’t have any ulterior motives. he can’t understand why nobody seems to be trusting him

joshua is also a painful fucking rules lawyer. after the first or two sessions everyone put the rulebooks at the other end of the table

hanekoma makes uzuki and kariya recurring npcs in his campaign. their names are like in pig latin and theyre Totally Not The Same People

he’s suggested “what if we added minamimoto” but neku objects that with all the math that goes into dnd itd be overkill for a math fetishist enemy

[contagious-addiction]

For the DnD ask meme: Vias 34, Sadija 41 (she's hot), Julius 29 (HE'S HOT), and Elias 33

Ooo Anon you have Very Good taste. Let’s go down the number line shall we? 

#29- JULIUS

Who would they save? Who would they be saved by?

Julius is the type that would, for all intents and purposes: can and will go out of his way to save people he sympathizes with. Which is a fairly large pool of people - though he mostly sympathizes with low income families or people who’ve had equally as shitty lives as him. He absolutely HATES abuses of power - especially over people who have very little control over fighting back against tyrants. As for who would save him... That’s a complicated question to answer since he’d insist he’s already been saved. The trauma he endured for the younger years of his life weighs heavily on him still. In general though, someone who’s patient and willing to let him open up to them at his own pace... Are good for him and might help him truly heal from his past.

#33- ELIAS

What makes them cry?

Oooof... Hm. Well, mostly the idea of his bronze dragon wyrmling Rosana  Starling getting hurt or dying. He’s part of a group who’s job right now is to revive the long dead race of dragons (it’s a homebrew game but takes place in the Forgotten Realms setting, where giants have wiped out all dragons in the world)

He loves his mother dearly since she’s who he aspires to be some day, but the idea of his little girl dying so young terrifies him. It would most definitely make him cry.

#34- VIAS

Which party member do they go to in a crisis?

Oh gosh what a question! Well, there’s quite a collection of people Vias trusts for this now but the answer is an unlikely one since they actually didn’t get along for at least 14 sessions (4 of which we have recorded since i started recording our tal’dorei sessions around session 10 so we can take notes easier)

But his answer would be Susanna Crow - our resident ginger human Gunslinger of the party of 8! She was actually really awful to Vias for days in game and was absolutely insufferable and rude to him... But after the group experienced a strange bout with an extradimensional space and some weird shit, they kind of gained respect for each other and called a truce. After that, they had some trauma bonding in a strange time-temple thing and... The rest is history.

They’re not “uwu soft” friends, but the type to banter and throw quips and just eat that shit up about each other and Vias trusts her to tell him straight if he’s overreacting or in general, give him a vibe check. She’s not the most stable person to bounce his ideas off of since she can be pretty snarky at times, but she reminds him of his younger sister and she brings him peace of mind.

My other answer for this is Diona - our pugilist genasi Diona. She’s only 19, but she’s kind of become the party rock. She’s level headed and provides a really soothing and rational sort of feedback which is well loved to Vias. He cares about her deeply and trusts her if he needs help with legit anything.

#41- SADIJA

What are they attracted to in other people?

Oh i’m SO glad you chose to ask this Anon. I have Ideas.

Sadija is demisexual. but homoromantic. So she’s mostly interested in romantic female partners but can and has slept with people she feels comfortable with and knows. 

However she has... A very strange set of factors that cause her to be attracted to her romantic/sexual partners.

First, they need to be more powerful that her. If they’re able to hoist her up over their shoulders without issue... That’s attractive as fuck. If they’re someone powerful magic wise... That’s attractive as fuck. (she had a century where she was inlove with Titania, queen of the fairies. she’s powerful as fuck and pretty so obviously she fell for her - sadija was also the warlock of her for that grip of time, but she dropped that because of Family Drama because Titania ended up actually being her great great grandmother which Really fucked Sadiija up to find out since Titania had lied to her and... Yeah)

In general though, she very much needs to know they’re worthy otherwise she just thinks it’s boring and she doesn’t feel any spark at all XD

Second, she really does like someone who’s got a good soul. Just, someone willing to do good just for the sake that it’s the right thing to do and doesn’t expect anything in return. A little banter maybe, some playfulness, willing to match her and be delighted with her... In general, Sadija just wants a partner to spend her very very long life with as a fey mutt (her father is a were-lynx woodelf and her mom’s a nymph so her bloodline is pretty Fucked)

She already has a pretty obvious crush on one of her party members (she’s strong, human, a warlock of a god of justice, and is fucking Hot) but she doesn’t wanna make a move on her since she isn’t quite sure if Charlie’s reciprocated her flirting yet. It’s very much the lesbian panic of “oh man i can’t tell if she’s just really friendly or if she’s flirting” when it’s obviously flirting... V.V

She’d go to hell and back and to heaven too, if it meant being with the person she loves. And she wants that loyalty too some day, if she’s lucky enough to get it :,3

[benjimatorarts]

I know we've been friends forever, But now I think I'm feeling something totally new, And after all this time, I've opened up my eyes, Now I see, You were always with me...Could it be you and I never imagined, (Could it be) Could it be suddenly I'm falling for you (I am falling), Could it be you were right here beside me, And I never knew, Could it be that it's true that it's you (Could it be), That it's you...

Could It Be, by Christy Carlson Romano

Man, as cheesy as the song sounds, can’t help but smile and remember the movie so fondly. My hand just drew a happy looking young Drakken and the next thing I knew… I’m coloring this mushy teenage mess while listing to lovey music. AHHH! I can’t help it. 

Basic Idea: Let’s just call a Reverse Au.

The dorky, ambitious, nerd, Drew and his best, snarky, and devious best friend, Shego, are crime fighters. (yes what??) Shego saving the world with her insufferable brothers and her… a tolerable acquaintance (her cute bestie). He’s the brains of the operation. Providing them with gadgets and resources using his online chat rooms.

They’ve liked each other for years, but they haven’t realized it since last month. Their parents ship them so hard.

They spend time in the coffee place, where Drew tutors Shego for her physics homework and she tutors him for his English homework. The mall, where they prank a bunch of their peers (mean cheerleaders pulling Shego’s hair and the jocks pushing Drakken into his locker.) 

Shego is popular with a lot of the bad girls and boys. She has lots of acquaintances she can talk to in class and after school. But every lunch, she’s always sitting near Drew, either filing her nails while he rants or they’re both smirking about their latest prank. And every Friday night is Drakken night.

Drew is part of the hacker’s club and the DND club. Always begs Shego to come to at least one of their sessions. But she will not be seen even near the nerd clubs. But, 1 free physic test cheat sheet later, she’s in the background of a DND session against the Ogre.

They’re 1 year apart from each other. When the date prom came around, Shego knew it was Drew’s last chance for prom and after the school year ends he’s off to MIT. So she helps him out with getting a date for the prom. He tells her that he doesn’t see the importance of prom. She scolds him that prom is for the experience and just want him to let loose before finals and moving away. But that doesn’t turn out well because…

He’s too obnoxious, nerdy, boring, and he’s a disaster. 

The girl was way into her pets and cuddle buddies. 

The bubbly feelings inside their stomachs every time they’re around each other. 

Everyone else has a date. 

WHELP I GUESS THEY HAVE TO GO TOGETHER- AS FRIENDS! AHAHAHAAHa! (uh huh, sure) On Prom night, Zorpox was attempting to take over the world and by a split second, he almost succeeded. So they were a little late to the prom and were way too tired to socialize and party. So they just stayed outside, far enough to still hear the music. It was cold, late night blue sky above them. Shego seemed cold, so he gave her his sweater. (I’m complete garbage at writing, especially fics. So I’ll just write what I’m thinking about the moment.) OKAY, so I imagined they got super cold and all. They huddle together, moving along with the music that they started dancing and all. The cheesy song “Could it Be” plays in the background, they both laugh at how Disney it sounds. They lean their forehead against one and other, laughing. Locking eyes. They start listening to the lyrics, realizing what were they really feeling about one another and both went into a kiss.

They were everyone’s favorite couple since that prom night.

Okay enough stupid lovey dovey ranting!

[kuipernebula]

Since I’m at home and thinking about it, even though our session is a couple of days away, I wanted to write down some Thots on the slow-burn Found Family dynamics in our DnD campaign as they’ve rapidly developed last session

Legend:

Ken - Changeling Warlock, my character, insufferably gay and flirty Lovable Jerk(tm), keeps casually dropping stuff about his self/past that sounds more serious than it is (i.e. “you guys don’t even have my real name” “oh you don’t have to worry about my loved ones if i die”)

Oliver - Goblin Paladin, a Knight with High Standards, a little uptight but desperately a Good Person(tm), has a cute dog for a mount and a younger Tabaxi for a Squire (Aria)

Kalmiya - Aasimar Fighter, (But she looks like an Orc with Wings because why should Aasimar just look Human right?), reserved and cagey and has a lot of skills related to disguise, hunting, generally living On The Lam, Useless Lesbian(tm)

Kurat - Goliath Fighter, professional soccer player turned adventurer to A) find inspiration B) find new sponsors, easy-going and casual

The Relationships As They’ve Developed

Ken and Oliver - Currently strained because Ken was indirectly responsible for Ariya’s injuries. Oliver generally seems to think of Ken as an insufferable flirt who needs to learn Tact and Manners but who is skilled in his craft, while Ken finds Oliver a generally admirable and honest person, but a little uptight and really overblowing Ken’s tendency to flirt. Overall, a budding Brotherly relationship, but we’ll need to get there. Y’know, after Oliver Officially turns down Ken for a date. (He’s done it unofficially already.)

Oliver and Kalmiya - Had some big bonding moments last session. Kalmiya revealed her personal Issues and PTSD with Knights, forcing Oliver to re-evaluate his perception of Knights as forces for Good. But overall, Oliver has taken to looking after Kalmiya like an older brother, which is very funny when he’s less than half her height. This relationship is highly likely to continue, as he’s promised to protect her from said Knights she’s running from.

Kalmiya and Kurat - At first, they liked eachother well enough. Kalmiya played soccer with Kurat, and the 2 don’t clash that hard. But after Kurat befriended a monster and Kalmiya tried to kill it, things got a little Dicey. Kurat’s unease with death and Kalmiya’s practicality will probably come to a head eventually. That said, Kurat has doubled-down on the need of a trained Psychiatrist at the Guild after hearing about Kalmiya’s past.

Kurat and Ken - Another Duo that got some Big development last session. Ken and Kurat have very similar easy-going attitudes, and get along well by bullying Oliver. Last session, had a good heart-to-heart about the nature of death, apologies, emotions, their pasts, etc. Kurat has plans to hook Ken up with Professional Soccer Players which he’s very pumped about. Also as of our leveling up last session, Kurat now has Magic, which she’s turned to Ken to learn more about, which will be a very cool avenue for developing their relationship. Overall, a pair that just Click really well together, so it’ll be neat to see how it goes.

Ken and Kalmiya - On the one hand, both seem very acutely aware of the other’s Intense Gay Energy, so Solidarity. They also work well together, getting a lot of information out of a few very short scenes. And as they learned recently, they both came from the Elven Empire and have a very... low opinion of it. But both of them are generally cagey, and where Kalmiya is a very genuine person under that, Ken would rather ignore his emotional problems, leading to Tension. Will be cool to see how this evolves. (They also fight for who eats the most - Kalmiya generally wins just because of her size but Ken will Not let it be an easy title. I say fight but neither is actually like, actively putting in effort in this.)

Kurat and Oliver - Despite Kurat’s intense casual energy and Oliver’s intense Eldest Brother/Dad Energies, they get along very well. Both are performers with a variety of musical skills, and Kurat is generally the one who most directly helps Oliver compensate for his height, either by giving him a piggyback ride or yeeting him. Also, she calls him Little Knight, which is cute and also Oliver finds amusing/flattering.

Groups of 3:

Ken, Kurat, Oliver - Ken and Kurat’s mischief is easily focused on Oliver’s general uptightness, like the time they called him a Ghost Cop. Oliver is more quickly put on the defensive when it’s the 2 of them, so it’s the easiest way to get him to drop his guard and be more casual, possibly open up a little.

Ken, Kurat, Kalmiya - As with Kurat and Kalmiya, they generally haven’t had cause to interact without Oliver around. In general, probably a good trio of Hijinks.

Oliver, Ken, Kalmiya - Because Oliver likes to be Relied Upon, these 2 are the ones that probably slightly abuse his generosity by generally eating Way Too Fucking Much. While otherwise they haven’t interacted much without Kurat, this is possibly the only combination that would force Ken to open up emotionally.

Kurat, Kalmiya, Oliver - Despite previous statement that Kurat and Kalmiya don’t have much scenes, these 3 are the ones that tend to bunk together, as Ken is, for Warlock Reasons, a firm believer in the Separate Room. Kalmiya is a sound sleeper so she doesn’t involve herself Too Much in their Antics, but Kurat and Oliver are respectful of her boundaries, and its generally a very chill time.

With Important NPC’s:

Oliver and Ariya - Oliver wavers very strongly between being Very Dadly, being Big Brotherly, and being a Stern Uncle with Ariya. He worries about her and is her primary mentor for combat and other skills. She seems less into than you’d think, making it a slightly strained but definitely respectful and, dare I say, loving relationship.

Ariya and Other Party Members - Ken’s the only one who’s interacted with Ariya, but the 2 were on decent terms. Ken definitely feels bad for Ariya’s injuries, and the 2 got along well enough beforehand. The team’s not sure what to make of her, though - she’s Here but not really A Part Of Things.

Ken and The Lady - Ken’s patron and mentor has a very friendly relationship with him. They’re both massive nerds, and The Lady, oddly, seems to have a lot of respect and even pride in Ken’s skills as a Warlock and Scholar. And the Lady was also There for Ken after a very rough time in his life, so she might be filling in for Ken emotionally as a mother figure. He’s aware of this and it annoys him greatly, especially because... well, she’s Fae.

The Lady and Other Party Members - They haven’t met yet, officially or unofficially, but Ken has mentioned them, and she seems Excited at the prospect of hearing more about them or even possibly meeting them. (Whether Ken thinks that’s a good idea is, frankly, irrelevant)

Kurat and her Teammates - Kurat has spoken highly of her team, and went at length to Ken about how fiercely they look out for eachother. They are Already a found family, and look out for eachother’s stupid decisions and accomplishments.

Kurat’s Teammates and Other Party Members - Kurat’s promised to set Ken up with 4 different guys on her team. Whether all of those works remains to be seen, but the seeds have been planted for Further Relationship Expansion.

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hello good morning! i just had my first session of dungeons and dragons and it was so good! and for the whole time i was thinking that i can imagine richie loving it too hehe! how's your day going?- early morning anon

oh!!! dnd! please tell me about your character! i want to play so badly .. i became obsessed after the adventure zone lmfao. my friend and i have a dnd reddie au!!!! its mostly for goofs fjdsifjdsk my friend said richies character name is shithead mcfuckpants and i dont rmr eddie’s but eddie and richie are players and theyre like absolutely insufferable because they spend the entire campaign trying to get their characters to interact and fall in love and bang and stan i think was the dm? and he was like jesus christ .. and my day was extremely productive i was off today and got so much shit done it was shocking! how are you!! thank you for always being so sweet!