#bad d&d idea

[azzydoesstuff]

dnd idea: have your players be ambushed by a creature when it's really dark and they can't see

so you DONT tell them what they're fighting and they just have to guess based on the enemy's attacks and resistances and shit

and you use vague language like "SOMETHING gets a SUPRISE ROUND..."

[amylrox723]

D&D game where whether a creature is considered a humanoid depends on if it's a featherless biped

[kazumist]

no one in the third division would’ve expected that their vice-captain was actually clingy in the morning.

hoshina stirs in his sleep, his arms finding themselves wrapped around your waist as he pulls you closer to his chest. the sound of his loud and beeping alarm rang through the room and that was enough for you to get up. soshiro, on the other hand, was still slumbering despite his annoying alarm basically blaring into his eardrums.

“soshiro… your alarm,” you mumbled, still half asleep yourself as you gently shaked him awake. he mumbles something back, though you didn’t really understand it. you felt one of his arms leave your waist as he turned over to the night table on his side of the bed to turn his alarm off. assuming that he was going to get up right after, you sat up, rubbing your eyes with your knuckles as a yawn escaped your lips in the process.

but you were surprised to get pulled back down again onto the bed. hoshina leans in, burying his face into your neck. he inhaled your scent—he could faintly smell the scent of your shampoo that you used last night. hoshina felt at peace like this. although, yes, he has to get up sooner or later so he can start the day, let him indulge in your warmth just for a little while.

“just give me five more minutes, ‘kay?”

[tsunosagun]

i flew too high, please catch my fall

[crybaby-bkg]

I think Deku has a bit of a mean streak, actually. he’s no Bakugou—that’s for sure—but he’s not this innocent, sweet angel baby that the media has painted him out to be. but you only catch it when you least expect it, when you’re pushing his nerves, when the stakes to everything around him are high, when he’s tired of endless sleepless nights and just—snaps.

“Oh?” you go, grin unfurling like some grinch, chin resting on your hands as you leer at him from across his expansive desk. “You’re mean.” your words are teasing, a snarl that curls your mouth up. Deku stutters, eyes going wide, jaw snapping shut in surprise as he tries to think back on how rude he just sounded.

“No, I’m not—I mean, you wouldn’t stop and I just—there’s a lot on my plate right now—and you just—you keep on—I’m not—I’m not mean.” He’s sputtering, hands all over the place, the glasses perched on the bridge of his nose falling even lower with how he jabbers on and on. it’s endearing really, to see how he tries to upkeep his image of being so kind and understanding, even though his nostrils just flared at you. and his eyebrows turned down and he gritted at you, his hands were balled into fists, his words were so nasty, so ugly, so unbecoming for Deku.

you liked it. loved it even—vowed to get him like this every single fucking second that you could.

you pick and poke at him whenever you see him, teasing him and pulling at him. pushing him around even though the hero is so much stronger than you, so much bigger. and he lets you, tries to defend himself but—that’s not what you want. you want the ugliness, the snark, the mean.

he snaps, eventually, when you least expect it. grabs you up in black whip when you go to push him against the wall for the third time in only a minute, his eyes suddenly dark, the aura of the room suddenly charged.

“That’s what I was looking for.” you whisper to him, the grin spreading your face quickly dissipating in only seconds when you become the prey. when you become the one pushed up against the wall with teeth at your neck, a hand in your underwear, bullying your hole with too thick fingers.

“Why do you want me to act like this? Be so mean to you, huh?” he sounds so frustrated with himself, with you, growling and nipping and licking when you don’t answer quick enough. but your breath is caught in your lungs because finally—finally, did you get what you wanted. it just took a little bit of pushing, you suppose.

[zu-is-here]

Um...can you draw more killermare comic please? i love them very much (´,,•ω•,,)♡

I was never there

[claybooots]

I saw the face of God and He was smiling real big!!!

[probablybadrpgideas]

Paladin with a firm oath against killing but keeps bringing it up in really weird contexts.

"Thank you for the christmas sweater! Just to remind you, I do have a vow against killing you over it. What, no, I love the sweater! I just wanted you to know it would violate my oath to kill you over it!"

[ronanxing]

heatwave 😵‍💫

^^ this is the first older version of them but i thought the comp was boring so i redrew it into the one u all know and love now

[t3chborb]

Cuddling the big scary robot would save me actually.

[newtsnaturethings]

@vashmerylweek24 day 1 - Earring Exchange/Band AU

they give each other their earrings before a show for good luck :)

[virgothozul]

[myuminji]

[captain-rickbond]

Humph & Cap 🚭 (BONɆD)

[the-gnomish-bastard]

Bad DnD character idea:

A green-furred bugbear thief rogue who really, really hates his neighbors because every winter they make a shit ton of noise. So he devises a plan to steal all of their stuff by dressing up as a mythical gift bringing man, but instead he takes. Also has a dog, and he lives on a mountain.

[kacievvbbbb]

I’m just very obsessed with the idea that mihawk is useless in a weapon less fight like he cannot throw a punch or get out of a pin to save his life like one he can’t kick he’s done out for the count, and this is why Shanks ends most of their duels this way. Because he’s a filthy cheater and Mihawk is even worse off because it’s Shanks pining him and he has eaten a lot of dirt.

Shanks decides to teach him the art of fighting dirty cause he’s nice that way but also let’s just say that Shanks likes being in a pin a little too much