#buck (paladins)

[hisbucky]

Buck, writing a script for D&D: There are quite a few things that are wrong about this world—

Eddie, snorts: A few? More like a thousand.

Buck: Eddie, babe. I'm trying to write a monologue here.

Eddie: And you're doing great. Appreciate everything you do for the campaign - I just have an opinion.

Buck, squints eyes: Says the person who always ends up being a paladin in my games.

Eddie: Not all of us can be math geniuses, Evan. Some of us just want to swing a sword and call it a day.

[discordiansamba]

the Matt clone definitely gets to survive because imagine the power Pidge will feel when she realizes that he was born after her. so technically he's not a second older brother. he's her younger brother.

[metalforhands]

hey danse girlies, his fancy figure is on sale on the bethesda store right now

[gemshine]

Emote of Buck, @dumbass-transboy’s Awakened Irish Wolfhound Paladin

[dr-wormman]

I know Strix’s cloak is probably made out of feathers from birds he’s hunted but I think the idea of him on his hands and knees, scouring the ground for feathers during molting season is really funny

[forgeofthenine]

I need to know how the bachelors would react to their partner slipping up and calling them “Daddy”. Pls 🙏

I've been looking forwards to doing this request for a while now, there's something exciting about exploring a classic daddy kink with our favourite men. I hope you don't mind Anon, I added in a surprise Halsin too!

TW: NSFW under the cut, mentions of overstimulation, mentions of sort of exhibitionism (in Halsins)

Calling the bachelors (+Halsin) daddy NSFW headcanons

Dammon

It's a normal night with Dammon when it happens

Despite him having your knees up by your ears, neither of you decided to get very kinky tonight

That is, until he thrusts into you just right and you can't help the noise that comes out

Even if you might be embarrassed by the quiet moan of 'daddy' that escaped you, Dammon certainly isn't

It doesn't phase him, his pace keeping steady as he folds you over and fills you with his cock

It's easy to wonder if he even heard what you'd just said

He quite happily proves that he is listening with his own groan that leaves him next

"Fuck baby, you're taking daddy's cock so well... just like that."

Dammon is more than happy to indulge your daddy kink now he knows about it

Absolute filth leaves his mouth as he praises you for taking 'daddy' so sweetly

The night ends with him asking you to cum for daddy, his voice low and husky as he tries not to cum before you

There's no need to be shy about it now, Dammon himself is hooked just as much as you are

Also the bachelor most likely to refer to himself as daddy outside of the bedroom

Zevlor

Do you want this man to die from being too horny?

You're laid out over his bed, the tiefling between your legs as he goes down on you

It's easy to buck up and into his awaiting mouth, your hands wrapped tight around his horns, a low moan of 'daddy' leaving you

He definitely pauses for a moment when he first hears it, his breath hot against your skin before he dives back in

The mouth working over you seems more excited, frenzied almost, Zevlors own excitement apparent through how he pleasures you

It's only when you're just on the edge, the paladin pulling back and letting his hand do the work in getting you off, a simple command leaving him

"Be good and cum for daddy."

It's impossible not to do as he asks, stars dancing behind your eyes as your lover kisses and nips the bare skin of your thighs

You'll soon find it's not the first time Zevlors been called daddy in bed, but he'd certainly be disappointed if it was the last

Please just ride this man's dick while calling him daddy, he'll get addicted

Rolan

Rolan has you laid across his lap as swift strikes land on your bare ass, a pause for you to count each time it happens

He's more than happy to tell you to stop wiggling, to take your punishment and sit still

What surprises you both is when a loud moan of 'daddy' leaves you instead of the number eight

You'll feel Rolans hand resting against your ass for a moment as you both realise what happened

Soon though, the wizard will break the silence that's settled over you both

"Don't disappoint daddy now, darling, you still have to count."

Rolan absolutely makes the most of this new discovery, teasing you endlessly in the bedroom with your daddy kink

He'll even alter his pet names for you, preferring to call you variations of 'baby' or 'darling' as he bends you over his desk and fucks you

If you aren't teary eyed and babbling out daddy with overstimulation, then Rolan doesn't feel like he's done a good enough job

It doesn't even matter if Rolan is younger than you, he's still incredibly into it when you can't help but call him daddy

Halsin

It's so easy to get wrapped up in Halsin, literally and figuratively

When he has you sat on his lap, god-like cock stretching you beyond belief, strong arms wrapped around you... Well it's easy to get lost in him

It's no surprise then when you let out a high pitched moan, calling the elf daddy as he helps you ride him

Halsins another one that won't be phased, instead easily falling into his role as your daddy

Large, calloused hands wrap around your hips to help as he lets out his own rumbling groan in response

"Just like that, little one. Let out all your noises for daddy to hear."

He's endlessly encouraging of any noises you make, especially when they're part of a kink he didn't realise you have

As patient as the man is, he doesn't last long hearing you call him that before he's flipping you over

The way he fucks you is primal and comforting at the same time, and like any good daddy he makes sure you cum until you're near begging for a break

There's no better daddy out there than Halsin, both in and out of the bedroom, and he has no shame if your companions end up hearing his new nickname

[five-rivers]

Cleric

“So, Danny’s going to be late,” said Tucker, artificer.

“Box Ghost?” asked Sam, rogue.

“Box Ghost.”

“He’s got his character sheet though?”

“He says so,” said Jazz, DM, putting the pizza on the table.

“Bet he’s got a paladin.”

Tucker snorted.  “Five bucks he’s got a warlock.  He likes matching life.”

“Fighter.  It’s the easiest class in terms of special abilities.”

“He tell you that?” asked Tucker.

“No, but he’s not going to pick something stressful to de-stress, is he?”

Danny phased in through the ceiling, waving a piece of paper and grinning.  “Hey guys!  Check out my awesome cleric!”

[paradiseismine]

are you planing on doing a part two for ‘hands off’? cause holly cow, i didn’t know I needed a mike x munson!reader until that, god bless you anon that made the request xx

Hands Off, part 2 - Mike Wheeler x reader

Pairing: Mike Wheeler (Stranger Things) x Munson!f!reader

Warnings: underage drinking, risky sex, lying to a loved one. (also kinda fluffy brother-sister dynamic, ‘cause I love Eddie as much as anybody else)

Summary: Mike attends Eddie’s birthday party at your place and ends up having a lot more fun than he had initially planned.

Love note from Nina: y’all’s response to Hands Off was so exciting that I simply had to write a part 2. Thank you so much, I love getting comments. My people ask and they shall receive 🫰🏻

Also: I know Eddie canonically lives in a trailer, but just humor me, right?

Your secret affair with Michael Wheeler was going strong and smoothly for a good two weeks or so - hooking up at his basement, sneaking up into his room, sending little notes to his school locker through a trusty acquaintance.

Mike was feeling over the moon lately - not only you were the hottest girl he’d ever seen, but also so nice to talk to, so smart, so sweet to him. He walked up to his locker on a Friday morning and, as he opened it, two little pieces of paper fell on the floor. He already knew what to expect, and quickly picked them up to read them.

One of the notes was a party invitation - Eddie’s birthday was this weekend, after all. The other one was yours, and his heart thumped as his eyes quickly scanned through your neat handwriting.

“You better come to Ed’s party, loverboy - I’ll find a way for us to sneak into my room and have a lot more fun than anybody else there. I don’t want you getting your hands off of me for longer than a minute”. He bit his lip, suppressing a smile, as he put both notes in one of his notebooks and walked back to class.

The week flew by, and soon, it was Saturday evening, and he had just rung the doorbell to the Munson’s house. Mike was well dressed and even wearing cologne - something Eddie didn’t let slide as he opened the front door.

“Wheeler, my paladin” he threw an arm around Mike’s shoulder. “All dressed up and smelling like a million bucks… Tryna get lucky with some girl?”

“One could only hope” he chuckled in response, trying to keep his cool. “Is the gang here already?”

“Nah, you’re early” Eddie shrugged. There were other people there, mostly his cousins and other older friends. “But make yourself at home, I’ll get you a drink”

Mike entered the house, quickly greeting the people sitting on the couch before heading to the kitchen. There, his eyes sparkled as he saw you - but he couldn’t say anything.

“There” Eddie said, as he entered the kitchen, “y/n is gonna fix you up with some good ol’ liquid courage, won’t you, kiddo?”

“Sure thing, birthday boy” you smiled at your big brother before locking eyes with Mike, “What’s your poison, Wheeler?”

“A-anything goes, I guess” Mike stuttered, trying to come off as nonchalant and failing. Eddie had left the kitchen to answer the front door again, and that sure made both of you drop your shoulders and relax.

“Why didn’t you call me back?” Mike whispered as you poured him a Cuba Libre.

“This house was packed from dawn to dusk today, lover boy” you shook your head, lips barely moving. It was risky to even talk like that with Eddie around. “But I’ll keep my promise, or you can fancy me a good spank to my ass to put me in my place” you winked, handing him the drink and leaving the kitchen to mingle with your cousins as if nothing had happened.

Not long after that, the rest of the gang showed up, and soon, the house was full of people and the music was blasting. Lights were slightly dimmed, creating the perfect atmosphere for a good make out - Mike had already seen Lucas grabbing Max to sit her on the kitchen counter whilst they kissed, and that was enough to make him crave you even more.

Ugh, where were you?

He was leaning against a wall with another drink in his lips when you passed by, alone, one of your hands seemingly balled up in a fist. You looked angry, and slowed down your pace, not fully stopping in front of him, but almost doing so.

You furtively shoved something in his right back pocket, walking towards the stairs as you gave him a dirty glance. Mike, still with his back mostly against the wall, discreetly reached for whatever it was that you had given him, not even pulling it out of his pocket to see it, only to suppress a gasp and get a painful erection: it was a tiny, lacey piece of fabric. You had just left your panties in his pocket.

The low cut top and red vinyl skirt you were wearing made his mouth water as soon as he saw you, but now, with nothing underneath the skirt, he felt hypnotized with lust. How could you be so naughty?

He waited a minute or so, until nobody could notice him, and quickly walked up the stairs to meet you in your bedroom.

“Finally, now I can get you all to myself” he said, arms around your waist as you let him in and locked the door. “You have no idea how much I need you”

Mike pressed you up against the door and kissed you, delighted, moaning onto your mouth as his hands grabbed your waist hungrily. You felt a shiver of pleasure down your spine, your hands pulling the hair of his nape gently, your hips bucking against his, desperate for any sort of contact.

You could barely breathe as he towered over you, right hand creeping up your thigh as you two made out. That vinyl skirt was surely driving him crazy, but as hot as you looked in it, he was desperate to see it hit the floor.

“Touch me, Mikey, I need you so much” you moaned in his ear, nibbling softly on his earlobe, giving him goosebumps. “I need to cum for you so bad, love”

Mike had had a drink or two that evening, but if truth had to be told, he was drunk on you. Drunk on your kiss, on your smell, on your body. His hand forced your legs further apart and two of his fingers found their way into your dripping cunt in a mere second.

You stifled a louder moan by biting his neck, your hands now under his t-shirt, scratching his back. His fingers thrusted into you a few times before circling your clit in a feather light motion, getting your knees to buckle.

“Right there, baby, yes” you moaned as he supported your faltering body.

“Right here, baby girl, yeah?” he whispered to your ear. Those risky moments really made him loosen up, it was always so good to hear him talk like that. “Are you gonna cum for me like the slutty little princess you are?”

He kept touching your clit in a perfect rhythm, biting his own swollen lips as the vision of you coming undone struck him. Your mouth opened and your eyes rolled, your vision growing white for a minute, as your body shook in pleasure. Mike thought he would never get used to seeing you cum for him - it was the perfect sight.

“Y/N, ARE YOU UP THERE???” Eddie yelled from down the stairs. “I REALLY NEED TO…” he finished the phrase, but you were too startled to hear it.

“Come again?!” you yelled, trying not to pay attention to Mike’s hand still up your skirt.

“You want to cum again, love? It’s my pleasure to help” he chuckled, fingers curling inside you in the perfect angle to get you to squirt in a couple more minutes. How did he get so good at that?

“No playing games, lover boy” you grabbed his face harshly, nearly slapping him. “We’ll continue this later. Now, if you want to save your skin, make sure you only leave my room after I get Eddie and everyone else out of the way, ok?”

Mike nodded, eyes widening and body squirming in panic as he heard knocking on the door. “Under the bed” you mouthed at him, quite startled yourself, as he complied immediately.

“Just a minute, Eds” you yelled, turning to the mirror and fixing yourself - quickly brushing your hair back in place with your fingers and cleaning the red lipstick smudges off your face.

You took a deep breath to recompose yourself, and as if nothing had happened, you opened the door.

“There you are” Eddie said, seeming a bit annoyed. “We’re about to sing happy birthday, why were you here all this time? I couldn’t find my lighter to light the candles, I was hoping to borrow yours”

“Oh” you shook your head. “It was nothing, just ran out of social battery, I guess.” You turned around to reach for your silver glittery lighter on your desk. “But my lighter is right here. Should we get downstairs then?”

“You’ve been so weird lately, munchkin” Eddie said, rubbing your cold arm, a worried expression on his face. “Is anyone bothering you?”

“W-what?” fuck, you stuttered. Now he wouldn’t be 100% convinced of that answer. Better think of an actual excuse. “No, totally not.” you fidgeted, trying to clear your mind. “I’m just really worried about school too, you know, the tests have been much harder this semester…”

“Don’t let that ruin your night, please” he punched your arm softly, big-brother style. “You work way too hard on your grades for that fancy school, you need to have some fun too. Now, let’s go light that ugly cake on fire”

“Hey! I made that cake” you slapped him, laughing, as he put his arm around your shoulder and guided you downstairs.

Mike waited for your voices to wane before discreetly walking downstairs. The happy birthday song started almost immediately, and after it was over and everyone was eating your cake (aesthetically dubious, yes, but pretty good taste-wise), Eddie spotted him.

“Wheeler boy, I didn’t see you all night” Eddie laughed, pulling him aside and handing him a piece of cake, which he took with a shy smile. “But that red lipstick on your face is pretty telling of your whereabouts… Got lucky with some girl, didn’t you? Who was it?”

“You know, I-I don’t kiss and tell” he laughed nervously as you cut more slices of the cake for the rest of the guests across the room.

“It’s better not to, you’re right” Eddie tapped his shoulders. “Uncle Wayne always says that those who keep quiet as they eat get to have both lunch and dinner” the boys laughed, and Eddie soon left to chat with other guests.

The night was far from over, and so was your lover boy’s lust. Now that the guests would start leaving, you had to come up with a plan to get him to spend the night.

-

Love note from Nina: part 3 coming soon, lovelies, I promise 🎀

[dark-and-kawaii]

⋆˙⟡ Making Him Feral ⟡˙⋆

ੈ Summary: You and Zevlor have been together for a while now, you’ve begged him to let loose on you- knowing that he could absolutely break you. Yet he always refuses, afraid that he’d go too far. So you decide to spike his drink~ Today you’d show him your body was his to do as he pleased <3 and that all would be well.

ੈ Pairing: Zevlor x F!Reader/Tav

ੈ Content: NSFW - Delicious - Rough Sex - Zevlor Fucks You With His Tail - Drugging/Aphrodisiac - Comfort

ੈ Notes: I was drinking last night and thought of this so I woke up and wrote it because we love Zevlor and sometimes we just need that old tielfing paladin to go wild. This started as an imagine and then drifted into a story hahaha enjoy xoxo

You were covered in bruises, his bite marks marring your flesh- engraving his claim over you where all can see. There were tail shaped marks painted all across your ass, your legs, and there’s even a small cut from the sharp end of his tail grazing your thigh a bit too roughly.

The way he thrusts into you is pure bliss, the ridges on his cock massaging your gummy walls, overstimulating you each and every time. You swear his cock continues to grow, stretching your inner walls deliciously and stimulating you more and more the deeper he gets- you can even feel how the tip of his gorgeous thick cock knocks against your cervix, begging for entrance to your womb- wishing to truly claim you.

At one point you felt that beautiful tail of his snake its way inside you- which hole it was you aren’t quite sure, all you know is the feeling of your gut being pushed and filled beyond anything you ever imagined felt divine. Your tongue lolling out of your mouth as he held your thighs open and watched the way his tail moved in and out of you, the way your tummy bulged slightly as you stretched to accommodate the foreign appendage. Your eyes crossed at the feeling of the way he was rearranging your insides as he shoved himself in along with it.

The way your back arched, your eyes rolled back, your toes curled, and nails raking down his back in the throes of ecstasy- how you cried out and sobbed his name, pleading for more as the pain mixed with pleasure and brought you to the edge over and over until you were cumming repeatedly. You loved him, hells you loved all of this-

It all made Zevlors mouth fall open, his hot breath able to be seen in the air- you were so delicate- so delicious- so perfect… He couldn’t stop… Why couldn’t he stop… It felt like he was finally releasing all that pent up energy, letting out all his frustrations and rage- taking it out all on your pretty little body… He knew he was being rough, knew what he was doing to do yet he just couldn’t stop… So rough, yet thankful for the moments when his body would allow him to be gentle.

His lips kissing your cheeks, his nose nuzzling against yours- his words cooing you, his hands caressing your skin. His mind was in a haze and all he could do was follow the instincts of his body and heart right now.

You were his, all his, forever and always.

By the end of the night when Zevlor finally pulled away and out of you- his mind finally clearing, your pussy was red, swollen, gaping, and leaking with his seed- overstuffed. You were a mess, bruised and bitten up with claw marks, dried cum decorating your stomach, and blood dripping from the bites…

His heart pinged- his eyes widened, fear taking him- and the worst thoughts began to race through his mind.

He was a monster, and he was dangerous. Perhaps those who called him a hellspawn were correct, maybe he was foul after all…

“T-tav-I-“

As your lashes fluttered, you gazed up at him with half lidded eyes- a tired smile on your lips, drool dribbling down the side of your mouth as you repeated his name over and over again… Gods you felt like you were going to cum again- You were so overworked, so overstimulated from it all- and yet- and yet just looking at him~ “ZE-ZEVY~♡♡♡!!!!!~~~”

Your hips bucked into the air- your body shivering and spasming as you came for a final time, his eyes wide as he watched the way your pussy squirted out another round of clear liquid. His cum and your cum mixing together and leaking out of your abused hole-

“S-so s’good~♡ m-my Zevy~♡♡~” You purred, voice hoarse from the screams.

The sight, the sound of your voice- the look on your face as your body twitched… It made Zevlors fears melt away bit by bit.

“Z-Zevlor I- I’m sorry I- I couldn’t help m-myself- I- I love you so much- a-and -I-I-I-I-I-I-IIIIAAAAAAAAAA-A-A-A-AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!~♡!!!” Your mouth fell open as you came once again, the last spurt of liquid squirting from your pussy, “hah~♡ haa-hhh-ha-♡ ha- Z-z-zz-ze-vy~ I- I can’t stop cumming from j-just thinking ab-out- a-about~♡ youuu~♡♡ fro-from look-ing at chu~!!! A-are you okay~? ♡ I-I-I-I should h-have- asked y-you”

Zevlor gulped, his eyes still wide, until he processed the last few words.

“Love, what are you-“

You whined, a needy and desperate sound. You were panting, your chest rising and falling quickly, eyes full of tears, cheeks red and hot. Your lips quivering, a nervous expression on your face… All you could do was point at the bottlesitting on the side table, the pink contents dripping from the side of the rim…

The room fell silent, Zevlor taking a moment to understand what was going on- and when it hit him, his face turned completely red, eyes growing wider, his breath getting caught in his throat.

He could have lost control and seriously hurt you.

His hands clamped over his mouth, “Tav-“

“I- I love you Zevlor~” You whimpered, trying to reach for him- your fingers barely brushing against his arm, but it was enough to pull him from his stupor, his eyes meeting your own, “Y-you couldn’t ever hurt me~ never. I- I wanted to feel you~ all of you~ I- I wanted you to use me~ to break me~” your fingers weakly curled into his hand, tugging it towards you and pulling his hand onto your cheek, leaning into his touch, nuzzling his palm and kissing the tips of his claws, the gesture making his heart thump, the way your lips brushed against the pads of his fingers, the softness of your lips.

“But why, my dear? Look at what has become of your body…”

Your smile grew, your eyes crinkling in the corners.

Oh.

Zevlor was taken aback by the sight. The answer was clear as day…

“Because you needed this, didn't you my shield?~ You’ve been- you've been so stressed, put up with so much- so tense- a-and I- I'm- I'm happy to give you my body for that release- happy to be with you- to be yours~♡ I'm happy- so very happy~” you kissed his hand again before closing your eyes, a contented sigh escaping your lips, a smile remaining on your features, “besides I’ve been wanting you to stop holding back for some time now~”

Zevlor sighed, the sound coming from deep within his chest.

He couldn't deny you when you were like this, especially not when you were right.

You were his and he was yours- he knew you were willing to do anything for him, and that thought terrified him, yet he’d be lying if he said it didn’t excite him to a certain degree.

He crawled over your body and cupped your cheeks, the action making you hum and open your eyes.

Zevlor gave a weary smile before he kissed your forehead, “Do try and tell me next time, I much rather be prepared.”

You pouted at him, “prepared to deny me? Fearing you may harm me? I’m much stronger than you think~ I did save you plenty of times afterall~”

You both would have a moment together in one another’s arms before he hastily pulls you to him, his arms hooking beneath you to carry you off the bed and to the bath. His heart is racing with each step, he would never be able to believe how much you were willing to go through for him- of all people.

[quinloki]

Since I’m working in the haunted warehouse today I’m thinking about how the blorbos would be going thru a haunted house

Marco would be good to cling to, and would steer you away from most of the big scaries while enjoying how hard I cling to him

Sabo would also be good to cling too tho I feel like he would be guilty of ‘accidentally’ copping a feel >.>

…. Poor Ace would try to be brave but I think he’d be scared at some point

Marco would definitely play the role of relaxed paladin for you while you're in a haunted house. He'll continue to play the role of paladin afterward, maybe musing how his fair princess could consider rewarding him for such perfect service <3

Sabo would play the role of protective rogue, for sure XD He would most definitely be trying to redirect some of that fearful energy into something more fun for afterward.

(Okay, I can 100000% see him being the type to break into a haunted house after hours (or after season) and have sex on or near some of the props. I'm specifically reminded of the Haunted Laboratory they put up around my home town that had a whole mad scientist operating room.

Ace would manage his brave face through the whole ordeal because he Must Protect The Smol™. But he's probably making a break for the nearest trash can once you guys get outside and his nerves bubble over. It's very sexy, oddly, for him to have bucked up so well for so long while he was actually scared enough he needed to hurl.

Get him to brush his teeth and consider rewarding him. >.>

[zeggyzone]

d&d / fantasy valorant

has been on my brain. so here’s my little masterlist on what i think everyone would be.

DISCLAIMER

i’ve played d&d like three times so don’t expect all of these to be accurate/they’re my opinion :(

astra // astral elf monk

hey, i just think it makes sense. monks can deal damage and since astra derives her power from the astral guardians, it makes sense, no?

plus, i think she’d be really badass with astral elf genes…

breach // centaur barbarian

WALK WITH ME HERE. just listen to me. A CENTAUR. HE’S SO CENTAUR.

he’s very tanky and i think it very much fits his whole vibe— and if you think he’s annoying with two legs, he’s gonna be ten times more annoying with four. can totally see him absolutely destroying someone by bucking his back legs into someone.

brimstone // dwarf paladin

honor is huge for dwarves and i really want to play that in with brimstone. i want to say that kingdom could’ve been this crazy god thing but maybe i could look into that later. all i know is that he is a paladin with a heart of gold.

in a little doodle i did, i made him a tavernkeeper… so maybe he’s an ex-paladin now-turned a humble tavernkeep.

chamber // high elf artificer

i wanted to make him a ranger, but an artificer makes me giggle. probably because one of my d&d characters is an artificer and was loosely based on chamber. (she’s a rich tiefling seamstress of many talents, if you even care.) also you can imagine chamber as a tiefling too, but, i think high elf works better.

deffo still a weapons designer, maybe even a blacksmith. probably works closely with magic users to make custom weaponry to channel their mana in.

clove // fairy bard

look, as much as i’d LOVE to make clove an immortal god watching over the whole fantasy world, i just HAVE to include them as a fairy who CONTINUOUSLY breaks the 4th wall. it’s so funny.

clove would probably have DEADPOOL level fourth wall breaks, and constantly make jokes and references of ‘the real world’ and how they’ve ‘seen all of you before.’

cypher // tiefling wizard

WALK WITH ME HERE. he had his horns ripped off. WALK WITH ME.

he hides his identity partially because iirc tieflings aren’t exactly … liked by the public eye? i also like to think he uses his wizardry to fuel his whole information broker schtick. he uses arcane eye and everyone hates him for it.

deadlock // snow elf beast hunter

i know that beast hunters aren’t exactly a CLASS but come on. lets be honest with ourselves.

deadlock who lost her team to a rabid mythical beast, now dedicating herself to hunting them down and neutralizing them, one bounty at a time. i like to think that she doesn’t necessarily kill them if they can be saved, or at least put them down painlessly. otherwise, she aims for the fuckin’ throat.

fade // half-elf sorcerer

walk with me here. fade is a MAN in the universe OKAY walk with me. i made a hc video on tiktok where i made fade a half-elf sorcerer that is haunted by the voices in his spellbook. his character name is demir, and upon further research, i have found out that sorcerers CANNOT use spellbooks. (stupid, i know.) so work with that as you will.

i think she works for nightmare to feed it in return to find information on her father. she's a bounty hunter, but ONLY for nightmares and for information. you feel me?

gekko // tall-man druid

i think this one’s a given.

i’m practically making him beast boy, BUT IDGAF!!!! he has a connection with his buddies and often shifts as needed. he likes turning into a dog and cuddling. trust. his character name is oetam. yes, it's mateo backwards.

harbor // warforged artificer

this one is kind of me fucking around. as much as i wanted to make him a water based race, he was chosen to hold the artifact.

i think he was made by realm to be their historian and antiquities expert, but as soon as he was the chosen one, was shut out, just like in the cinematic.

iso // half-orc fighter

i know i could've put iso as a tiefling or something like that but i think him as a half-orc is cooler. he's tall, bulky, and TANKY.

i originally wanted him to be a paladin, because he could change oaths from hourglass to the protocol through a huge quest in sparing omen... that whole thing, but i think a fighter works better.

jett // air genasi rogue

let's be so fucking for real JETT WILL BE PUT ON SOME ROGUE SHIT WHETHER YOU LIKE IT OR NOT. I WILL FORCE FEED IT TO YOU WITH A GOLDEN SPOON.

if omega earth isn't canonical in the d&d world (which i highly doubt) she has an evil twin that does shit on her name, henceforth, she has to hide. otherwise, same backstory.

kay/o // warforged fighter

HE. IS. WARFORGED. [actively shoving food down your throat]

very much strikes me as a robot learning how to be normal. definitely works along brimstone-- he got a job at the tavern and helps him sort out bounties and act as security. he's also totally a bodyguard for money.

killjoy // tiefling artificer

she's so tiefling u can't say anything. she's a PINK tiefling thank you very much. definitely a party girl, too!

i think she's the same idea as chamber, but she's paid by brimstone! i wanna think he took her in as his protégé but atp he might as well be hers. initially he wanted her to help with kay/o, but she just ended up control-freaking everywhere and upgrading everything in sight. she has matching names with oetam. it's aralk.

neon // wood elf ranger

neon is a speedster, so it makes sense to give her one of the fastest races in d&d (based on walking distance, at least). i wanna think she's a knight... stay with me here.

ex-k-sec makes sense for her to be a knight? so maybe she just has the title, but kind of just does contract work? also! the whole lightning thing... mayhaps cursed? or maybe just a lightning god didn't want her. choose which one you like out of those two.

omen // tall man-tiefling rogue

hear me out; he used to be a tall man, but after the whole 'incident' was turned into a tiefling. LISTEN BRO IT MAKES SENSE.

he works as a merc, sporting a cloak to shield his 'hideous' self. he frequents brimstone's tavern for jobs, and always emerges from the shadows instead of using the door. he's become accustomed to showing up after closing with the bounty, and in return, spooks everyone working there. killjoy had to hit her fantasy equivalent of an inhaler after a few spooks.

phoenix // dragonborn bard

[shoveling food down your throat] that is a fucking dragonborn if i ever did fucking see one.

and, he's a bard because he was in theatre school, duh. i like to think phoenix is a very popular entertainer but also uses his talents for other jobs on the side. otherwise... maybe he's a knight! i don't know. i like the performer idea better.

raze // dwarf alchemist

she was also in the d&d video! her name is razinho ('little raze' haha). probably a merc with a very, err, explosive personality. wandered in the tavern a lot and hit it off with aralk.

if i had to assign her a class, maybe a fighter or a barbarian.

reyna // vampire warlock

listen. i want to say that the vampire side of her is empress. she has to devour souls (or blood!) to keep empress happy. you see where i'm going here? [fade bulletin board spray]

she's tied to empress so long as lucia is sick. gekko and her met after she found him injured in dog form... guys please i love them so much.

sage // high elf cleric

her healing is a gift. come on bro. she's as cleric as it can get. while i think she also derives power from the earth (she's in fact a geomancer) i think the majority of her mana comes from the higher power that gifted her.

i want to think she also works as a ... well, sage. she does so back in shaanxi. otherwise, she's found at brimstone's tavern providing her healing. sometimes she goes into dungeons and does free revivals.

skye // dryad druid

[shoveling food down your throat] dryad skye [more food] druid skye. also isn't it crazy how THAT is the only skye picture we have. rest in peace.

i wanna think that her pack is a bunch of animal-shaped plants that she helped escape a garden. i think that's really funny. 10+ points if it's a garden belonging to kingdom.

sova // avian (owl) scout

a former knight in charge of reconnaissance. he left after a tragic accident.

he lives with his babushka and takes care of her-- sometimes he takes up bounties for extra cash, and brimstone is trying to work his way into sova's good side-- he could really use a scout.

viper // naga shifter alchemist

probably used to be a cleric but renounced her belief-- even better, after doing what she did to omen, she lost her power and took it as a sign to take up researching death.

yes, she is a naga. it makes so much sense, nobody talk to me. her and brimstone are old friends and she frequents the bar also because of omen. the reason he was sent to kill her should stay the same i think.

yoru // changeling rogue

last one! he was also in the hc video. except he was a fighter. his name is kurayami. no, not kuronami. he's a runaway samurai and hella edgy. oetam bullies him. demir, too.

changelings can impersonate people they've already seen, so maybe yoru uses paintings of his ancestors to decide on his identity. he has the mask still, too! he uses it when he's on his rogue shit.

thanks for reading! would love to hear what you guys think about these!

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not to be buck wild but:

astarion x LG!paladin!Tav scenario. (cw: spanking, mild brat taming. minors dni)

he’s tired with how damned good you are, how nice and always trying to do the right thing, and yes maybe he seduced you into bed a little while ago and it was amazing and afterwards you held him and looked into his eyes and stroked his face and he felt more seen and protected than he had in two hundred years but —

but—!

you’re so… bloody… ugh. you’re so you. and if he looks at himself in your light for too long he begins to realise how small he is. how pathetic.

how could someone like you really feel anything for someone like him?

so one night he goes to do a bit of light pilfering at the emerald grove. it’s not too far and he can sneak in over the walls, they’re not that well protected after all, and picks the things he thinks nobody will miss. a few gold here, a necklace there, a couple of potions—

and he thinks he’s gotten away with it until he comes back and finds you waiting in his tent.

you look softer without all that armour on, but no less broad. he can see the way your muscles glint in the low candle light. it makes him salivate, and not just for the blood he can taste from here that’s thrumming through you.

you ask him where he’s been, and he tells a lie (of course he does). you see right through it though. he finds himself obeying when you tell him to empty his pockets. the look of disappointment on your face is worse than any anger. he starts to defend himself, asking what you expected of him, he prides himself on sneakery, and —

you interrupt him by telling him to “come here”.

he obeys. he can feel himself getting hard. he’s so humiliated by it, but he knows the first time you touch him he’ll be gone.

slowly you pull him into your lap, then over your knee. his cock stirs in curiosity as you put your hand on his arse cheek, telling him clearly he’s going to have to learn with a slightly firmer touch. if he’s going to be a brat he’ll be treated like one.

you look into his eyes for consent. even now, you care. care about him.

he nods.

the first smack steals the breath from his lungs - breath not needed but inhaled when he saw you in his tent. his cock goes from half-mast to full.

the second has him mewling, rutting against your thigh. you move it just far enough to stop him and he realises he has become desperate embarrassingly quickly.

by the third he’s moaning, arse smarting but each little sting dancing through his body like lightning. he begins to leak in his britches, impossibly aroused just from this.

you keep going until he’s a blubbering mess across your lap. all he can do is lie there as his head empties, desiring only your touch.

eventually you ask him if he wants to cum. he begs, fucking begs, but he’s too blissed out to care how needy he’s become - as your hand snakes round to cup him it only takes a couple of strokes over his trousers until he’s releasing in them, cumming in his pants like a teenager.

you stay there for a moment, still, until eventually he feels you using your Lay on Hands to heal the ache in his cheeks. he grumbles - he would have been happy to carry about the smarting feeling - but then you sit him up and check he’s alright. touch his face and mutter how good he is, asking if he’s seriously hurt.

he thinks once again: even now, you care.

he’s never had that before.

the next day you make him return everything he stole. he can’t look at your thighs without wanting to be laid out over them again.

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Six Sentence Sunday - 10/27/24 - Jake Gray x Reader

A/N: An excerpt from the upcoming "You're Mine". Having a lot of fun with this one. All specific spoilers have been taken out and it's a little more than six sentences. Please let me know what you think in the comments.

Warnings: smut; breeding kink; creampie; language

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You dug your nails into his shoulders and clenched down on him.

“Fuck,” Jake grunted. When you released him, he clutched your thighs and lifted slightly out of the chair, beginning to quickly thrust in and out of you. You could hear his panting increase and you knew he was close. “Tell me you’re not on anything.”

“I-I’m not,” you breathed.

He bucked his hips up a few more times until he stilled, letting out a loud groan into your ear as he held you in a tight grip. You dug your teeth into your bottom lip and closed your eyes, enjoying the feeling of the warmth that was coating your insides. You grasped his hair in between your fingers when you heard him emit a soft mewl of a moan and felt his fingers clawing into your back, marking your skin with half-moon indentations. 

When he was done, he sat back into the chair and attempted to catch his breath. You waited a moment before carefully attempting to move to get up, but he immediately stopped you. “No,” burst out of him. You froze, not sure what prompted his reaction but you could hear the panic lacing the edge of the harsh command. Jake never panicked. He blew out a breath and buried his head into your shoulder, tightening his embrace around you as he spoke more softly into your ear, “No. Please stay, baby. Just…stay.” Your eyes began to blur with the building tears at his words; he sounded like the Jake you had always known. The boy with the bright eyes and soft smile who always made you laugh and showed you kindness when you seemed to need it most. You missed this Jake.

“Okay,” you choked out in a whisper and settled back into him.

He seemed to relax at that and pressed a kiss to the spot of skin underneath your ear in appreciation.

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[firstknightvulion]

More Domestic Tav x Shadowheart stuff.

Wyll: Why is Tav wrestling a deer?

Shadowheart: *not looking up from her book* His Oath. He needs to avenge something to maintain it. That deer has been tearing up our vegetable garden.

Wyll: And that counts?

Shadowheart: So far. Last month a nest of wasps stung Scratch and I. Tav swore vengeance. Worked.

Wyll: *watching Tav suplex the buck into submission* Whatever keeps the blade sharp, I suppose.

Imagining a most Angry Paladin settling down to quiet life is funny.

Also, I firmly believe Shadowheart would troll her lover/spouse constantly.

Shadowheart: Just know, I’ve become an animal in bed.

Five Minutes Later…

Shadowheart: *laying in bed in her stomach, cuddled up to Scratch, six cats and a possum* Pet me and give me food.

Visual representation of Tav maintaining his oath:

[forgeofthenine]

Omg I always love your tief tail hcs but what do you think about the ridges on their chest/back? I feel like Zevlor would be more touch starved and sensitive but maybe it’s a pretty sensitive part for most tieflings. How do you think Zev/Dammon/Rolan would react to you like running your hands over them mid make out?

Hi Anon, this was a great request and I was going to combine it with a request that I've already posted that had a similar core idea but I thought this was worth a standalone set of headcanons! These do get quite spicy, completely unintentionally at first. I hope everyone enjoys <3

TW: Light NSFW under the cut

The tieflings when you touch their infernal features

Dammon

Dammon is very big on touch, he loves some good physical affection

Lots of hugging, lots of kissing, and when you finally get to the point of making out with him for the first time you have hands all over you

It really doesn't take long for you to get his top off

And then you have free range to touch all the ridges and bumps that cover his shoulders and chest

He lets out a small, breathy moan when you run your fingertips over his skin, a full shiver goes through his whole body from just one touch

Dammon will cover your hands with his and lead them to particularly sensitive areas too, and if you're sitting on his lap you'll feel another part of him pressing against you

The easiest way to turn him on is to either run your hands over his chest or to kiss each of the ridges on his skin

It never fails to make him moan, or get a reaction out of him

You can absolutely tease and embarrass him by running your hands discreetly under his top in public too

Just be ready to be bent in half on the bed as soon as you two get back home

Running your hands over him like that is essentially just speedrunning your way into his bed

Zevlor

This man is so incredibly touch starved

It's been so long since he's let himself be close to another person, both physically and emotionally

You definitely have to work your way up through levels of affection, holding his hand, kissing him, snuggling up in his bedroll

Eventually, after a few very heated kisses, you'll find yourself straddling the paladin and running your hands under his shirt

Zevlors head tips back all prettily as he groans at the feeling, hips bucking under you when a particularly sensitive spot of his is found

He loves the feelings of your fingers tracing every part of his body, the way they trail down so adoringly in a way he's never felt before

Another way to shock and delight Zevlor would be to run your thumbs over the ridges on his cheekbones

Do it when you kiss, when you two are just about to fall asleep in bed, do it when you need to get him to focus on you

It makes him pause and blush so adorably, he might be an older gentleman but he looks like a shy kitten

Please give him all the affection

Rolan

Rolan is both touched starved and inexperienced with intimacy

Really, it'll be Cal and Lia that put the idea of teasing him a little into your head

They whisper all these ideas in your ear as soon as Rolan isn't watching them

Put their ideas and experience to good use by acting them out when you get the chance

It's in the middle of a very heated make out session, you and Rolan are grinding on each other when you manage to slip his robes off his shoulders

As you start to strip him and reveal his skin, just run your hands over each ridge and bump as it's revealed to you

It's an easy way to make him a whimpering mess

And even better, if you start kissing and nipping them while grinding against him, you'll get Rolan to cum in his pants

He'll be so embarrassed, even if you tell him it was hot

Idly tracing them with your fingertips as you lay in bed is also a sure way to lull him to sleep afterwards

Nothing quiets the frenzy in Rolans mind better than you