#my boyfriend is running the campaign that this is the bad guy for

[lovelytsunoda]

lost at the christmas market | yuki tusnoda

summary: when your boyfriend is only 5"2, its pretty easy to lose him in a crowd

pairing: yuki tsunoda x travel influencer! reader

author's note: guys i really wanted this one finished for christmas but let's just ignore that i was busy and that just didn't happen-

TEXTS BETWEEN YN YLN AND YUKI TSUNODA

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itsyn run run rudolph, santa's gotta make it to town

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yukitsunoda never allow to get separated from you when we are somewhere with poor wifi connectivity and bad cell reception

-> itsyn genuinely i had no idea the cell service was so bad out here, next time i will make sure we have a map

-> yukitsunoda i was SCAREd and LOST

-> itsyn YOURE A GROWN MAN

-> yukitsunoda and??? it was a big market

pierregasly how did you lose him? he's usually attached to you by the hip!

-> itsyn hes 5"2. enough said. i take my eyes off him for a minute and looking for him as a short queen is like finding a needle under everybody's shoes while they trample all over it

user so the #/findyuki campaign is over before i could start it?

-> yukitsunoda hang on my sense of direction sucks so you might need that again

[artaxlivs]

Masterlist of my Hawkeye/Marvel works:

(In no specific order)

Say It Where I Can Hear You - Rated E - Winterhawk & Destiel crossover: Dean & Cas go on a hunt & run into Clint & Bucky. Dean hates Bucky Barnes. Monster of the week meets kink exploration (two separate couples)

Honey Got Me Hooked On You - Rated E - Clint/Bucky/Natasha: The one where Natasha thinks Bucky is the honey pot, Bucky thinks Clint is the honey pot and Clint just wants someone to dip their fingers into his–

Spring Dawning (Part 1) - Rated E - Clint/Bucky: The entire Avengers Coven is cursed & divided. Clint & Bucky are together except that Clint is cursed to live every day as a hawk, Bucky every night as a wolf.

That's So Fletch - Rated E - Clint/Bucky: Movie & Musical references, anti-bullying campaign, lessons about arrows

True Colors Series (8 Parts/complete) - Rated E - Clint/Bucky: The Snap didn’t dust half the universe, it turned them into soulmates who can only see colors when they find each other. Almost strangers to soulmates

The Case of the Missing Purple Sweatshirts - Rated T - Clint/Bucky: Someone is stealing Clint’s sweatshirts -my excuse to let Clint talk about Scooby Doo

Through the Looking Glass - Rated E - Clint/Bucky: Instead of talking, they miscommunicate themselves into being sex dungeon fuck buddies, BDSM Dungeon fic, miscommunications, learning through bad negotiations, so very much smut, background Steve/Darcy

Something to Tweet About - Rated T - Clint/Bucky: Someone tweets a series of photos of Clint & Bucky hanging out and mutually pining, they deal with it by avoiding it (obviously). friends to lovers, social media ship to lovers (podfic)

A Life Well Lived - Rated T - Clint/Bucky: just a glance at Clint’s last day

Make it Permanent - Rated E - Clint/Bucky: Secret dating, hickeys and tattoos and a little bit of healthy possessiveness

And the Stockings Were Hung - Rated E - Clint/Bucky: Christmas Exchange fic, Bucky's first Christmas at the tower, fluff and smut

Rotten Apples - Rated T - Clint/Bucky: A look into Clint's childhood trauma and how the bad stuff is easier to believe

Porn & Prose - Rated E - Clint/Bucky: some backstage smut between Mr Bingley (Clint) and Mr Darcy (Bucky)

Bucky, Lemme Smash - Rated E - Clint/Bucky: I just wanted to turn Clint purple and use this line from that meme, all the purple smut (Podfic here)

Both, Both is Good - Rated E - Clint/Bucky: Bucky avoids Clint until he realizes Clint has been avoiding him, fuck buddies to lovers, smut & miscommunication

The Happiest Place on Earth - Rated E - Clint/Bucky: Bucky plays Hawkeye in Disneyland because the actor who plays him is short and he’s real pissed that some guy named Clint is tall enough to play the Winter Soldier, enemies to lovers, Clint in eyeliner

Three to Tango - Rated E - Clint/Bucky/Natasha: James & Natasha teach Clint’s dance class, then they invite him for private lessons. Healthy communication, smut and Clint being an unreliable narrator

A Bird By Any Other Name (Series) - Rated E - Clint/Steve: Clint as the Winter Soldier thru WW2 & the present, hurt/comfort, mental struggles, smut

Body Count - Rated E - Clint/Steve: tumblr prompt hitman meets a sex worker, just so much smut

Friends Don’t Let Friends Wait Too Long - Rated T - Clint/Steve: Steve is too nervous to ask Clint out, Bucky’s gonna help in an helpful way. Fluff, misunderstandings, laughter, Natasha being a troll

Draw & Release (2 part series) - Rated E - Clint Barton/Jason Todd: Clint gets a tattoo & finds a new boyfriend/Dom

[asamis-jodhpurs]

Party Crashers Character Profile: Dewdrop "Dewd" Whitewood

Okay I'm doing it! I'm writing about the characters from the Out of the Abyss DnD campaign I'm running. In terms of format, I'll put basic info above the cut and rambling below it.

Dewd is @demynom's character, and all the art in this post is hers!

Age: 20 Race: Centaur Background: Outlander Class: Druid, Circle of the Shepherd Most Favored Wild Shapes: Lizard, so that dem has many excuses to draw a cute lil lizard guy and also for purposes of stealth. Voice: Dem's very best Enthused Summer Camp Counselor impression Basic Premise: Guy nothing bad has ever happened to Finds Out with a vengeance.

Backstory: Dem came up with a cute fun horse guy and knew she needed to get him to the Underdark. To try and get a feel for his vibe, she listened to a bunch of showtunes, including Joseph and the Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat, which led to Dewd's character premise: Dewd grew up on a sickeningly idyllic mountain as the eldest of eight siblings and his parents' and youngest siblings' favorite, largely sheltered because he's just such a cute fun little guy, with most emotional burdens being pawned off on his sister Willow. So, after an exhausting road trip to try to get medicine for their youngest brother, Willow sold Dewd to some Zhentarim in a tavern without his knowledge, and he was clocked in the head and woke up enslaved in an Underdark outpost, deeply unprepared for the horrors awaiting him.

Party Niche (Mechanical): Despite his -1 INT stat, under dem's control, Dewd is a HAUNTINGLY adept support caster. Every time I think I have the party in a corner or a beloved npc fully doomed by the narrative, there that dumb fucking horse is with a well-placed Daylight or Sleet Storm or Hold Person or a god damned Fog Cloud that lets the party stage a full prison escape unaided and a session early forcing me to throw all my notes out the window (deeply affectionate). He also has the highest Strength and Charisma of the party, which is frankly terrible news for the party.

Party Niche (Narrative): Dewd is the party's collective comic relief and sunshine, a role he Sure Isn't Chafing Under at All After a Year. As he's suffered trauma after trauma and hard truth after hard truth, he's grown increasingly wary and jaded. However, the rest of the group uses his kindness and innocence as a barometer for their ability to do the right thing, and it's slowly creeping into him believing he can't do anything wrong. He's gone from a guy horrified by the mere concept of violence to a guy who, when startled, will cast Blight and ask questions later--a guy who, rather than waiting for the Zhentarim agents they're dealing with to double-cross the party, will poison them with spores to get the information he wants first.

Act Two Goal: Dewd has the most personal/least world-focused motivation for this second half of the campaign. His extremely trauma-bonded boyfriend, Sarith (pictured above on Dewd's back, will be getting his own post), is infected/possessed by the spores of Zuggt'moy, the Demon Queen of Fungi, leaving him only occasionally lucid, rarely verbal, and slowly drifting towards death. Dewd, feeling displaced and not himself even after having fought his way safely home to his family with Sarith, is venturing back into the Underdark in hopes of finding a cure for Sarith at any cost and maybe finding some part of the peace that was stolen from him when his sister sold him away.

And now, most importantly. Photodump of beautiful art of him dem has made arranged chronologically to sum up the arc thus far:

So yeah I love this guy desperately. Can't wait to watch his morals degrade further as he claws to return to an innocence that can never be regained 🤩

[thrumugnyr]

WAIT ITS BEEN THAT LONG IN THE CAMPAIGN??

Patataj and Rahadin have been dating for 1.5 years??? O.O

Idk why am I surprised knowing how time can be in DnD lol but the fact its been a while gives me hope things won't end too bad for them babsba

Altho it's cute Rahadin showed up to support his boyfriend I'm kinda suspicious of his answer GAH

OMG, I should have clarified this better: we have been playing this campaign for 1.5 years - the time passed for Patataj is only about 2 months and that's about the time that they're dating, or, well, know each other at least.

Let me tell you chronologically how he ended up in a relationship with Rahadin (this is LONG and has spoilers for CoS so beware):

Rahadin was the first person Patataj met after he woke up in Barovia (he got dragged in through a dream by, as we would later learn, the Abbot, who was looking for sun god support in his endeavor to fix the curse (of Strahd) and accidentally grabbed Patataj over Senna).

Rahadin was there to check out the newcomers mostly (and because my GM was scared of combat balance haha) and they went through the death house experience together. For Rahadin this meant nothing much, but for Patataj that's an intense bonding experience (also they were holding hands for most of it, as Patataj was the only one without darkvision).

After they made it out of the death house, Rahadin disappeared, but Patataj took up the sending spell on his level up a few days later and thus was able to send Rahadin little messages. That's how he was able to secure a meeting with him as well. That meeting went rather poorly, but he managed to not get killed. You must also know that by this time, Rahadin just seemed like a sulky, shy dusk elf to Patataj. Someone who would be funny to make flustered and drag out of their shell a little. Not much else. He hasn't really seen him do damage or anything.

He does start to ask random people he meets about Rahadin though and then slowly realized that, well, he does not seem to be a terribly well liked guy. Kasimir (the leader of the few surviving dusk elves) tells him to stay away from him, but Patataj doesn't quite know why, because he gets along quite well with him.

So after a few days (and after the party killed the Aboleth in the lake) he asks Rahadin for a second date to make up for the first one and to his surprise, Rahadin agreed.

They have like a romantic little boat ride and Rahadin even brings a scroll for Pataj so he can walk on water (because he mentioned missing being able to run in the open desert and the lake is...pretty big and the next best option). Of course Patataj goes for a run but in the end he can't just let Rahadin sit all alone in the boat so he offers him a ride.

And that's how this picture happened ahaha. YES, IT WAS ACTUALLY A THING not a dream or anything - I know!! Wild!

Centaurs don't just offer someone to sit on them willy-nilly (if at all), so in the end Patataj confesses to Rahadin that he caught feelings. He's a bard after all and centaur hearts beat fast.

Of course for Rahadin it's way too soon to reciprocate such feelings the same way (I mean, they knew each other for....two weeks at this point, maybe one? And he's like 500 years old. Them centaur hearts be moving in hyperspeed to him). But he still admits a certain fondness and they actually do kiss when Patataj asks for one.

Some time passes, Patataj keeps sending those sending messages and they interact like that every day. Just small things, as sendings have a limit of 25 words ahaha.

Eventually, Strahd invites the party for dinner, as he does. Everyone is low key terrified, but Patataj is excited to meet Rahadin again....and it goes well. Our warlock pisses Strahd off majorly because he continuously keeps the appearance of the girl Strahd is into, but Patataj is having a great time, even winning a bard-off against Escher.

Patataj ends up spending some of the night with Strahd, ending in him offering Strahd his blood (and I do not think he was even charmed. We're all still confused as well. Strahd just was very good with words and made Patataj feel sad for him okay?). Rahadin ends up taking care of Patataj for the rest of the night and it all gets very emotional, they exchange gifts, they kiss more, Rahadin starts to open up a little about his past and other personal things.

No, nothing besides kissing happening - but hey, progress.

They are mostly back to sending messages and short meetings for most of the campaign then. This goes on for months in real time you know haha. It does sometimes skew with my perception how much time actually passes.

At some point Patataj manages to convince Rahadin to join a little party at the tavern in Vallaki and it's all very cute. They play like, throwing knives and never have I ever and it's really stupid but fun....thanks to probably the alcohol Rahadin does actually end up comfortable enough to do ....more than kissing that night, too. And that is actually also the last night they managed to spend together until now.

Meanwhile the campaign goes on, we go to Krezk like, twice, kill the Abbot, we do the Yester hill battle, defend Vallaki (where Rahadin was extremely worried). In Vallaki there was also one instance where Patataj almost died and sent some final words type of message to Rahadin and boy, Rahadin was UPSET about it. Mostly mad because the message did not include Patatajs whereabouts and such and it took him longer to find him. He was probably also upset that the whole thing made him so scared in the first place haha. Rahadin is not used to care about anything other than Strahd and maybe Anastrasia (and since they're both vampires, they die far less easy, so not much to worry there).

But yeah, this is how you manage to date Rahadin in Curse of Strahd: You need a GM who puts him in the campaign early enough and PERSISTENCE. It's not easy to make Rahadin care, but once he does, he's very loyal and your chances of survival become very good actually ('You wouldn't want to hurt Rahadins mate' worked very well with the werewolves for example lol) - but also it can be a little terrifying at times. Patataj is trying to come to terms with the fact that all the protection benefit he gets out of this also means that it is very likely that he will end up as a vampire in the end. Also there is no turning back. Rahadin is very unforgiving and I'm sure if Patataj would break his heart, Rahadin would slit his throat, because that's just how he deals with his problems. There is also still a chance Rahadin might follow Strahd's orders to kill Patataj despite his own feelings. It's 500 years vs a few weeks/months after all.

But I do think Rahadins feelings are genuine. He says the most romantic shit sometimes and he really was very supportive in the last session (at least as much as you could expect Rahadin to be). It was actually the first time he said 'I love you' in return! MORE PROGRESS!

And I also do think he doesn't just want to use Patataj for personal gain. He's not a very....scheming guy. Not that Patataj would care either way. He'd do almost anything for Rahadin at this point, aside of things that go against his morals of course. It's quite funny, really. Patataj knows of all the terrible things Rahadin has done by now, but he kind of shoves it aside under 'well he did it under Strahd's orders, he wouldn't have done it otherwise' because he just can't fathom Rahadin is THAT bad/uncaring, since to HIM he is extremely gentle and sweet, even if sometimes a little struggling with showing emotions. Love makes blind, I swear.

But I'm rambling. I hope they get a happy ending. At least Patataj would deserve one after everything (all the suffering and pain of people around him and his powerlessness to help are getting to him), but it IS Curse of Strahd and who knows what will happen. Even at the best outcome, he will have to kill some if not most of Rahadins 'family', in the worst outcome, Rahadin kills him. In the most likely, he ends up a vampire in Strahd's castle, never to see sunlight again.

So yeah, on that depressing note and for anyone who read this whole thing, I'll leave you with two songs from my Patadin playlist because who doesn't have songs for their OC?

Nessa Barrett - Die first

Amber Run - I found

[red-might-be-dead]

hello.! could you spare some bitb headcanons? i'm planning to start writing some stuff for it in the coming months and you seem like the expert so :3

sorry this took so long to reply to.... jkghksfjhgkjfha

KIAN!! -

i like to think that he was the smartest in the group, he would always do well in tests and classes and shit and he would bunk off most of the time, it would really piss off his teachers because he would fly through school and get As on everything

he left just after finishing highschool, probably before rolan left, his parents didn’t even notice he was gone

he was homeless for a while after music didn’t work out but eventually made money through stocks or whatever the fuck he had going for him lmaoo

his monster is always some kind of tarantula to me, the fur or hair or whatever is the same as the animal pattern on his jacket and he has lots of reds and hot pinks all over :33

ROLAN!! -

he moved to town when he was about 5 or 6 and made friends with rand and kian (they were already friends)

he was the least book smart but he tried really hard in school, unlike the other two, and although he still skipped some classes he was definitely a teachers pet (i feel like he would just seem very trustworthy even if he had just been smoking weed with his friends behind the bleachers)

he left highschool and then stayed with rand after kian left, he didn’t really talk to him he more just stayed in galloway, after rachel died (or went missing) he stayed away from rand but he couldn’t bring himself to leave him behind

when he left he told rand he was going (this was the first proper interaction that they’d had since highschool ended) and rand got so pissed off at him

in college he was quiet but lots of people gravitated towards him, he was a sweet guy with a nice energy so he made lots of friends very fast

he did a lot of sports in highschool, i think he carried on doing some of them until he went back to galloway (probably running)

his bug arm always reminds me of a preying mantis, i think if he had gone full bug-o-mode he would have been some kind of preying mantis creature with whites blacks and blues

RAND!! -

okay so this fucking guy, this guy, this greasy freak is my favourite ever jrwi character and i will NOT be able to get all of the shit down i want to for him because there is SO. MUCH. i’m definitely gonna write this more concisely than i did the shit for the other two

okay, he was smart in highschool, the teachers all hated him so much (he was a less charismatic version of kian) he did well in exams because he actually did study out of class unlike kian BUT he was 10 times more distributive (really he was just doing anything to make his friends laugh)

spent a lot of time IN school writing the d&d campaign and a lot of time OUT of school catching up on the stuff he should’ve been doing IN school

he had a girlfriend for a time, they kissed, he didn’t like it, he realised he liked men, he realised he liked rolan, he repressed all of that and moved on, him and his girlfriend broke up (due to him not spending any time with her, ignoring her in school and spending all the time they did have together talking about rolan or kian, basically him being an overall bad boyfriend), he moves on with life, basically forgets she ever existed

all through all of this time he has also been constantly getting into arguments with his parents and trying to do everything he could to NOT be with his sister (not that he didn’t love her it’s just he didn’t want to spend every waking hour with her)

his parents liked rachel more than him, it wasn’t her fault, rachel was always the most perfect child ever, she admired rand so much she really wanted to be as cool as him (she didn’t understand much about her brother but she loved him anyway)

after rachel was kidnapped rand started to ignore kian and rolan, he started slipping behind in classes and he stopped distracting people in classes, then he stopped coming into school at all, he never graduated

he locked himself in his room during the day and spent all night looking for rachel in the bayou (miracle he didn’t get turned lmao, maybe rach was protecting him in some way) he regretted everything and he would do anything for just another minute with his sister

kian left and didn’t even say goodbye, rand thought he deserved to be ignored for being such a bad friend

it was rolan leaving that broke him, everything was falling apart, he screamed and cried and cursed at rolan as he was driving away, the last thing he said was “i love you” but rolan never heard

he didn’t leave galloway, he couldn’t leave his sister alone again

if he ever went bug-o-mode i think he would be some kind of scorpion creature, or like, idk, a cicada lmao

honestly this is just how i thought the campaign ended canonically but idk anymore: when he talked to his sister he was hallucinating (the same way as when he was talking to dead kian) and he bled out floating in the swamp looking up at the sky

OKAY THATS IT…. BUUUT i do have a shit ton of conflicting headcanons and also smaller character headcanons that i might just drop in your inbox sometimes if that’s okay with you :DD!! sorry this took like one billion years… i didn’t even get everything….

[unreasonablekiwi]

Introducing Orchid Valley Investigation Services

(All art included is mine, most of it being made late last year)

Orchid Valley Investigation Services is my currently running DND horror campaign set in a fantasy 1999, where magic is rare and dying, between October and December.

The campaign follows party of four detectives who were transferred to the shitty fairytale tourist trap of Orchid Valley to replace the many missing (and dead) investigators, leading them to look into the odd and highly magical events in town with the help of an odd radio host and a potentially malevolent being. From magical doors and eldritch gods to one massive time loop and a magic bubble keeping them in town, this town is kind of crazy and crazy familiar. Can they figure out what's really going on in Orchid Valley before time runs out? Or will they die again and keep the cycle moving?

This campaign is heavily inspired by various songs from the Lemon Demon album Spirit Phone, as well as various horror games and the StarKid Hatchet Field series.

I have a written recap for pretty much every session that I may share in the future once I find a good platform for it! Feel free to ask questions or look for more information using the orchid valley investigation services tag

But if you're interested in further details, feel free to keep scrolling but be warned

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Also, a lot of words, like a lot.

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Player character info

Now let's talk about our four detectives, aka my friends player characters.

Bwink (any but she/her) - a tiefling with a crap ton of money due to being one of the many children of Mammon. Bwink is a sweet guy, but only talks through signs and covers their body in a shadowy cloak due to being bullied in their youth. This is due to their belief that they cant be bullied if no one can perceive them. They also have access to futuristic technology due to Hades/Hell being accessible to a multitude of worlds. Bwink was transferred to Orchid Valley due to the others at their station finding his behavior weird and not liking xem.

Dav aka Conner (he/they) - a changeling who left their family on bad terms due to having different views on how to live life, with his parents wishing to stay in one disguise forever while Dav wanted to live and try out various lives. Conner the boring and very normal detective is one of these many lives, but this time it fulfills his dream of becoming a detective to help others. Conner was transferred simply due to the station needing to send people over to Orchid Valley.

Dagfinn Rusten (he/him) - your classic human noir detective inspired by Dean Supernatural, Edward of Full Metal Alchemist Fame, and some guy from Bioshock Infinite. Dagfinn was always interested in science at a young age, with his hobby accidentally convincing a bunch of adults that he was responsible for the house fire that killed his parents at age 7 or 10. He went to juvy for two nights before his aunt came to fetch him. He grew up with his aunt and her boyfriend Detective Withers, the lead detective on the case of his parents death, until he was old enough to become a detective himself to try and finally solve his parents case. But this would lead to his Aunts death, Withers disappearance, and Dagfinn losing his hand while trying to escape a kidnapper who sent him a false lead.

Dagfinn would be alone as he made his own prosthetic hand until a mystery salesmen gifted him an odd raven, claiming it was a gift from his dear aunt. He'd soon then transfer himself to Orchid Valley years later after getting a letter from a mysterious person claiming to know what happened to his parents...

Gregory Gigante (he/him) - and last but not least we have the goliath Italian mobster wizard Gregory, who became a cop to be a mole in his hometown Allentro in order to lead the police away from his family's affairs. But that plan was ruined when he was transferred to Orchid Valley due to the low staffing.

None of the party members started out knowing eachothers secrets, and they're currently being slowly revealed in character arcs. Dagfinn is the only one to have been fully explored yet, with Gregory's secret currently being built up to in, unfortunately, the worst mystery I've done for the campaign yet.

We only have like. One or two more session before it finally ends though.

Story Summary (Before the Show)

As briefly hinted at in the beginning, this story is a time loop adventure. So let's lay out what's already happened before the campaign began...

This here is Arthur Graves, the local radio host of Orchid Valley.

Him and his sister Adaline were orphaned at a young age and were kicked out once they got too old for the system. He barely survived school with the others looking down on him until him and Adaline were taken in by the old radio host: Johnathan Graves. The two would go on to help their father with his show while he'd help support them with their dreams, with Adaline wanting to become an actor and Arthur wanting to go into the older art of potion making. Things were pretty good until the two had to drop out of college to take care of their dying father, with them taking up the mantle of radio hosts once he was gone... Now that Arthur was older, and way nicer to look at, him and his sister started getting more attention. More friends. But Arthur still felt like an outsider. That was until the party first arrived to Orchid Valley.

Before the time loop he had befriended the party through Bwink, who he had fallen in love with. While the party would investigate, Arthur would kind of work as a "Man in the Chair" type of guy and try to research and help them when he could. But when they mysteriously went missing while investigating the death of the local rich guy Bloodworth, Arthur got pretty worried. For the first couple weeks he remained positive since he knew Bwink had the power to save them from death, being a prince of hades, but they never came back.

Months passed and he couldn't wait any longer as the case was dropped. He grew worried, antsy, and began to have strange dreams of blue moths. He didn't know what to do until a blue moth faced man visited him, claiming to be a god. Claiming tha he knew how to save his friends. Claiming that all he'd need to do is find a book kept in the abandoned west side of town... Desperate, Arthur took the deal. Beginning the time loop.

Now, let's switch over to this so called gods, or Hurtragas Ervs, perspective.

In this world, multiple timelines and universes exist. And Hurtragas Erv, or Arthur Graves if you scramble it up a bit, is from an alternate timeline where he never managed to save his friends and was completely corrupted by the dark magic from the book he used for the timeloop.

He became so corrupted he lost his true sense and accidentally destroyed his timeline before being scooped up by the entity of time Record Keeper and placed into time anaomly jail. From here Hurtragas attempted to use his powers to escape, but could only find a way to project his mind into other worlds, where he found the current timeline Arthur freaking out. Recognizing the time and place, Hurtragas had the great idea of helping this Arthur save his friends with his knowledge of what and what not to do so he wouldn't end up like him. Communicating with Arthur through technology and his dreams, they began their work.

Things were going well for awhile but as they worked together Hurtragas started to get upset as this Arthur used their knowledge to come up with better solutions faster then he did. So Hurtragas Erv began to get jealous as he watched Arthur interact with his friends.

So Hurtragas came up with a new plan. Once Arthur gets closed to saving his friends, he'll take over Arthur's body and replace him! It sounded easy enough, but Arthur was already starting to notice something was up as Hurtragas began getting more aggressive towards him when Arthur started asking questions like "why are you helping me?" with no answer but yelling. This behavior lead Arthur to come to the prediction that he'd try to replace him so Arthur warned his friends to get rid of him if he showed up and was acting weird.

And that's exactly what the party did once Arthur(?) showed up and greeted then differently.

With the loop reset, Hurtragas tried to cover up what he did, hoping that maybe Arthur would forget. But if anything, he forgot that Arthur was the only one who ever remembered what happened during the loops and their deal was broken. Hurtragas got upset and left, promising to make Arthur's life hell while he continues the loop to try and save his friends. And make his life hell he did, from misleading the party to not trust Arthur, to trapping Arthur in his own apartment, and to possessing their dear sister Adaline to kill Arthur before he can try and save the party from the final event. Loop after loop, Arthur began to slowly start loosing it until the newest loop, leading us to where the campaign is now.

But before that, here's what Arthur used to look like (what the party thinks he looks like from posters) to what he looks like now after multiple loops and uh. Being stabbed.

Campaign summary so far, and the future of the campaign

The campaign takes place during two loops, mainly for the reveal to my players that it's a time loop! I'm going to do my best to make this summary a lot uh. Shorter then everything else-

Part one - Before Loop Reveal

The party meet for the first time as they arrive in Orchid Valley and get to know eachother whole they wait for their meeting with their boss Diana Widower. In this meeting they learned that they're here due to all of the other staff going missing or dying a horrible tragic death and that most of them were specifically chosen to visit Orchid Valley due to being seen as expendable. But! Diana clarifies that as long as they can do their job right, they well. Get the job and free housing in the neighboring apartment complex. So the party takes a few days to get settled in and meet their new coworkers Ve, Mary, and Guy Mann before shit starts getting weird.

Gifts of various flowers from two anonymous A.G's, and the strange feeling of familiarity as they wander around town putting up warnings to avoid any out of place doors after being sent to investigate one of the doors at an abandoned church in West Ridge and finding the dead body of the teen server that vanished after making them breakfast.

From this first job they learn how shitty of a detective Guy Mann is, and meet one of their mystery gifters Arthur Graves over a radio tip line where he quickly starts to help as if he already the situation, and laying the grounds of the timeloop.

From there they go the rest of the first month investigating a magic office at work and revealing the fate of a coworkers missing father, failing to find stolen case files, attempting to find where the new radio station is, committing various food crimes, communicating with a suspicious voice over the phone, finding stolen antiques, helping a ghost pass on, talking with a shadow monster in a magic store, saving a girl from cult an meeting an oddly friendly(?) eldritch god of creation, releasing furbies into the wild, saving Mary from her ghostly date, acting as security at a Halloween Festival, learning Bwink's uncle Lu is the Lucifer, having a really weird shared dream, reenacting the dream to save a few coworkers, and last but not least.

Meeting Dagfinn's uncle Detective Withers to investigate an eerily familiar case when compared to Dagfinns past, and learning he was the monster all along as Dagfinn has his heart rippef out and the loop resets. But not before confronting the being of death in his train, unfamiliar and confused.

Part 2 - After Loop Reveal

Simply starting back at the first day of Dagfinn's arc and mentioning a few events that are different now, the party now have to try and solve the mystery again.

But now the players have information their characters don't know of due to the party's memories resetting, so they have to ask more questions and try to do things to trigger a characters memories or past feelings - a mechanic from the very beginning foreshadowing the timeloop. Oh and the only sign that something is different to the characters is Dagfinn finally noticing the scar on his chest from his heat being ripped out in a few loops, Bwink's upgraded phone, and a feeling that all of their flowers were swapped out. Which surprises Arthur when they call about it as he, for one of the first times ever, shares that something is new. What exactly, he doesn't get to say.

This time they stop Withers and save the visiting Allentro cop Mike, who was attacked this time because he came along with them this time.

So with new vibes from the past, the party works on investigating newer mysteries such as the bubble keeping them in town, why Mike can't leave town, trying to find out why Arthur is being censored magically, why Arthur is trapped, who the mystery spooky phone voice (or Electro) is, and helping Mary's murderous ghost date pass on. All while they're trying to solve two murders, which is starting to look like the Allentro Mobs affair...

And that's about where we currently are. Not many of the mysteries have been officially solved, but Conner's player has gotten really close to a lot of the plot points through theorizing. Like. Predicting the future but having such low confidence they don't think they're right.

Future of the Campaign

The rest of the campaign will roughly be as follows (minus mission specifics):

- discovery that Gregory is a criminal but is now more willing to work with the police due to their unique situation.

- more Arthur and Adaline interactions through missions.

- Dav changeling reveal at his own birthday party.

- Bwink heritage reveal at Thanksgiving.

- Arthur counting down to the date he agree to meet Bwink, starting December 1st, while giving odd advice and hints to... something?

- The mansion murder happens and the party try to investigate it the first day.

- The second day the party is going in for investigation but is side tracked by Arthur's recently concerning behavior and the sounds of him getting attacked while on air.

- Them helping Arthur and finally reuniting, before leading into part 3 of the story.

And that's about everything!

If I end up sharing more art you now know the context. Hurray, I guess.

Hope you enjoyed and feel free to ask me about my characters and such!

- Unreasonable Kiwi

[jaesrri]

So idk if anyone cares much, but I just gotta throw this out there-

DND Tumblr, send us some luck. I beg of you.

We open session tomorrow with initiative rolls and the facts are these:

We are level 8

Our playgroup is insane-we have a fully homebrew world, run Valda's Spire of Secrets from Mage Hand Press alongside most official 5e content and any other shiny bits that suit us

No really we're nuts. We have 1.6 conlangs (one full, a dialect thereof, and a few extra phrases) This campaign has already spawned a prequel novel, two prequel one-shots, thousands of words of prequel and concurrent text roleplay, an in-universe romance novella, and at least the threat of a prequel detective fiction-of-some-length. Plus assorted art, and an intro and an outro vid, and many, many playlists

The party consists of:

a 13 year old half drow necromancer who isn't exactly an orphan. Raised by the third of her mom's poly triad (terrorist cell leader, jealous AF, sus). Recently chosen as high priestess of Drow goddess of Death we.... May have released/awakened.

A playboy human guardsman (short king, twink, disaster bi) witch/fighter with two souls and royal blood. Also a very good loving mom and stepdad and lotsa excellent (vulnerable) siblings. Recently discovered blood dad and niece rather more questionable

A big (very strong, bit fat, busty) human Magani (oppressed desert culture- the conlang is theirs) fighter/cleric (battle master/twilight) and reluctant Prophet. Her boyfriend (secretly husband (secret wedding 4 in-game days ago)) is Magani by blood but not culture and also a state official (now rogue but not yet officially caught) ((Me!!!))

A Magani amethyst dragonborn aberrant mind sorcerer with a taste for gossip and a successful shop (girlfriend is half-orc craftsman smith- super sweet n talented, shit at finances). Incapable of minding her own buisness

Fairy mad bomber alchemist with a history as an expert fireworks maker and family back home in another country. Here investigating/troubleshooting fuckery in the Dreaming (existential threat to our world). In over their head (we all are)

Human warmage rebel/spy with serious history and beef with the imperial establishment. Recently reunited after 10 years with her sister. Things are rather tense, since said sister is now a warlock of a powerful member of the government (not quite as bad as it sounds, but very awkward)

We have 2 allied NPCs for this encounter, our fighter/cleric's boyfriend (husband), an eloquence bard (9th, poss 10th lvl), and one of the two high government officials that's been trying to make nice with us (sus, but we're pretty desperate) (sister's patron) who is a 20th level Wizard

Our opposition:

one equivalent government official who is absolutely opposed to everything we care about, is genocidal (Magani are probably next), and may infact be some sort of planar horror stuck here for reasons not yet understood. Also a slimy bastard.

And his pet horror who is strongly theorized to be our necromancer's dad, transformed and magically leashed. TBD if there's any of him left

Also of interest

None of us are full up on spells, including our npcs

Being caught doing magic by anyone but our friendly govt guy would be bad

I, (fighter/cleric) gave our witch/fighter my steel sword to hold onto, for I am in possession of the hilt of my ancestor's Thoughtblade which was broken in his last stand. I have learned that in order to reforge I I must simply (not easy) believe. So if I don't believe sufficiently I have no weapon

My steel sword is the only weapon our witch/fighter has, having given his rapier to his younger brother on parting and accidentally left his whip hanging in the coat-closet of the burlesque club we just left.

Our warmage is low-key actively plotting to throw the govt wizard NPC to the creature

Once again, the creature might be our teen necromancer's long lost dad

We have no idea what the super villain govt guy is packing. Wizard? Sorcerer? Horrible abomination? We just don't know

Things we (meta) know

The Dm has said the creature's statblock is unfair

That we should remember running away is an option

That the 20th lvl Wizard would find this challenging

There are five battle maps prepared "In case you do the smart thing and run"

"If you guys play this smart, you may all live to escape. If you guys are very smart, you may even defeat it. If you guys run in like a bunch of idiots, you *are* going to lose PCs. Maybe even permadeath, or very hard to cure death at least."

My character's whole deal is protecting people

We are *not* smart

Several of us are very adverse to allowing collateral damage. Others don't care much

This is a big city. Most of us don't know it well.

We should remember running away is an option

Thank you and I'll update on the fallout after. Hopefully without a blank character sheet in hand.

[minorisato]

coming out (game of the year edition)

wotakoi / kouya / wc: 623 / warnings: referenced transphobia, none actually present / notes: transmasc kou is real TO ME okay

Kou had never been good at talking about their feelings, and Naoya knew that. He was okay with it, even- while Kou tended to run away and avoid the problem, they would always come around, and they would talk, and everything would work out. Besides, if Kou were to handle things in the moment, it could go wrong- taking the time to figure it out let them figure out exactly how to address it, and let them do it when they were comfortable.

So when Kou had told him, looking at the ground, "I'm transgender," Naoya was moreso proud of them for addressing something head-on than he was worried about what transgender meant.

"Okay!" He'd smiled, and Kou looked up at him in actual shock. "That's really cool, Kou-kun, thank you for telling me!" The best thing to do, when Kou was forward like this, was to remind them that being forward is appreciated and not a bad thing. It helped Kou become more confident in themself and their wants, and Naoya was always happy to give his partner all the reassurance in the world.

He didn't really expect Kou to surge forward and hug him, crying more, though. "Kou-kun?" He'd asked, "Kou-kun, what's wrong?" Reassuring Kou had never made them cry before.

"You're really not mad?" Kou had asked, through their sobs. "That I- That I want to be your boyfriend?"

That made Naoya pause. Boyfriend? But Kou was-? "I'm going to be honest," he chuckled, "I don't really know what transgender means." He laughed some, but looking down at Kou, they were absolutely mortified.

They held each other's gaze for a moment.

Kou ran.

~~~~

Naoya realized, in this instance, that it was probably his bad. Therefore, he had taken it upon himself to research what "transgender" meant. It was the right thing to do.

Naturally, it all clicked into place very shortly after.

Looking back, it kind of made sense. Kou had always looked very masculine, and never took issue with being addressed as a man- actually, they had looked more stressed when Naoya had discovered- by total freak accident- that Kou was a girl. So yeah, Kou being a trans man made a lot of sense, in retrospect. And honestly, it spoke to how much he trusted Naoya, that he felt he could be honest about it. God only knows how long he had kept that hidden, pushed down, not talked about.

The more Naoya thought about it, the more he also realized he didn't mind the idea of Kou being his boyfriend. Really, Naoya figured that he'd be okay with Kou no matter how he identified- Kou-kun was Kou-kun. What are pronouns to the love of a golden retriever boy? In this case, nothing. Naoya wanted Kou to be happy, and he wanted to experience that happiness by his side.

~~~~

To get his mind off of his horrible terrible disaster attempt at coming out, Kou had been grinding slimes in one of the hardest levels he could find. The area was near the end of the story-mode campaign, so it made for a good distraction from all the... life.

That was until a series of messages began to appear in the small in-game chat.

Naoya_N has joined the game.

Naoya_N: Kou-kun, are you in this area?

Dammit. Curse Kou liking Naoya so much that he taught the blonde to play games and follow him cross-servers. Kou was just about to switch to a different game, but more messages continued to appear, catching his eye.

Naoya_N: Oh there he is! My amazing boyfriend Kou-kun!

Naoya-N: My amazing wonderful boyfriend who is a guy and I love him!

Hesitantly, Kou picked up his cellphone, slowly searching through his contacts. He took a deep breath and pressed the call button next to Naoya's name. It only rung twice before Naoya picked up, excitedly exclaiming, "It's Kou-kun! My amazing boyfriend Kou-kun!" Kou could hear him smiling on the other end of the reciever. "My boyfriend who I really really love, and who is a guy!"

"Naoya," Kou started, though he quickly realized he actually had no idea what to say. And, beyond that, he was crying a little.

"I know what it means now!" Naoya smiled, and Kou let out a shaky breath. "Before you ask; no, I'm not mad. No, I'm not breaking up with you. Yes, I would love you and I would love for you to be my boyfriend, and I love you whether you're my girlfriend or boyfriend or... some other third thing," he chuckled. "Lastly, uh, do you wanna get dinner? Together? Like, tonight?"

Oh. Oh, Kou was not crying a little, he was straight up sobbing. "Okay," he said weakly. "Okay." And he smiled, and breathed a sigh of relief, and thought about how much he fucking loved Naoya. And he continued to cry into the reciever for a good few minutes, for added measure.

[a-riot-pixie]

Peaceful Resistance

I have been participating in my boyfriends campaign to destroy everything he loves, but I didn't want to, I was sorta dragged into it due to my need to fight for the things and people I care about.

For the past several weeks he has weaponized silence against me.

He wont respond to texts 99% of the time and I have been begging and pleading just to talk, to see him and talk during that time.

In response I have been met with silence or the occasional bout of fighting.

He makes excuses, "I"m not trying to hurt you. I am just tired."

But he is always tired. Always busy. Always has an excuse.

Then, he gets mad and tells me about how he is going to move to Thailand.

A couple weeks ago I was at first on board. I was willing to go with him. I was losing my kid and my home and I was willing to just give everything up and run to the other side of the world and have and adventure. To be with him. To find some piece of hope.

He doesn't want to be my hope and when confronted with the fact that to do this would mean abandoning his daughters, ages 7 and 9, without the opportunity to ever see them again he argues. He wont accept that not only will his abandonment fuck them up, but that he wont get to see them again until it is their choice and by then it is unlikely they will be willing to see him.

See, he left his wife. Wants a divorce, she cheated, he's unhappy.

But he hasn't hired a lawyer. He has made no move to end the marriage beyond moving in with a friend.

Part of his plan to move involves selling all of his possessions and just going. No divorce. No custody agreement. No good bye. (Except apparently he is going to text me goodbye.)

I told him that if he does that he will be divorced in absentia. That he would owe child support he has to pay and that if he doesn't pay it and he ever comes back he will go to jail.

To this he says, "What if I never want to come back?"

He is an extremely family oriented person and I pointed out he would probably at least like to attend family funerals, but he didn't have much to say in response, back to the campaign of silence.

The other argument he has is that he will, in his head, be able to fly his daughters to Bangkok.

I don't understand this one at all.

In what world will someone who isn't paying child support, has been divorced in absentia, be able to maintain enough custody to not just be able to fly them anywhere else, much less a foreign country. We live in Arkansas, no judge in the entire state would ever go for that.

The first time I told him this wouldn't work, he didn't speak to me for three days.

Last night he brought this argument back. He is trying to convince me, or himself, I don't know anymore, that this is a valid plan. He will be able to fly his under 14 daughters to Thailand, unaccompanied.

I changed the argument, I said instead that in the event any court would allow this, he would at the very least be required to fly his ex wife out with them.

He went silent again.

Mixed in with the Thailand argument is one which makes less sense to me.

According to him, if he stays, we are going to move away and abandon them at that point.

When I said that leaving to live somewhere else in the country, when they are older and able to choose where they want to live and who they want to live with was not abandonment. He said its the exact same thing as moving to Thailand.

It's maddening.

I'm tired of the fighting. I'm tired of the silence as a weapon. I'm tried of making myself crazy in an attempt to reach him.

Some part of him wants to fight. I don't know if its because he wants me to talk him out of the stupid plan, if it's that he wants to be the bad guy because he doesn't like fighting, or he just wants to hurt me because he can't hurt his ex. It doesn't really matter. I'm done with the fighting.

I texted him this morning.

I told him I will not abandon him. He is clearly in pain and needs someone to see that, to know he is hurting and to not run away from it. I told him I wasn't going to leave him to that, but that I would not fight anymore.

Now, he gets nothing but unrelenting love, compassion, kindness, and understanding.

I said I wont condone actions I don't agree with. I won't give my approval of a plan I know will hurt everyone he says he loves. I will not tell him it is okay to do that.

I also said I wont try to stop him. I won't fight with him and I won't pass any verbal judgement. I will not argue, fight, beg, plead, or even ask to see him. I will be here waiting.

I don't know what I'm waiting for. I have no expectations this will make any difference to him. But I will not leave him. It is not in me to do so. It is not who I am. I do not abandon people to self destruction.

I also wont hate him. I can't I love him beyond words.

If he leaves, so be it. If he stays, so be it. I have no say. I have no control over any part of this except how I respond.

I want to fight. I want to keep screaming at him until he stops being an idiot. I want to kick him in the shin and leave a bruise. I want to shake him until his eyes roll back in his head and hopefully inside his thick ass skull he can find some fucking sense.

I wont.

I will not fight anymore.

I am sending positive quotes every hour about love and happiness and freedom.

I am texting boring things. "How are you doing? How was your interview for the teaching position in Thailand? How's work going today, is the store busy?"

I asked how long he plans to ignore me this time. He of course didn't respond. He wont respond until he is ready. I can't ask him to respond. I can't make him respond. I can't bully or beg him into acting like a caring and compassionate human being. I can't force him to grow up and stop being a selfish ass.

So I am going to give him quiet and peaceful love.

He said he wants peace. I am giving him peace, but I am not leaving.

He said he wants freedom, he is free do do whatever he wants without judgement from me.

He said he wants happiness, only he can find that and although I know this will not bring him happiness I refuse to rise up against this bullshit anymore.

I told him he can throw all the hurt and anger and pain and everything he has at me and I can take it. I will take it because he needs to get it outside of himself. He needs to release it. I told him I would do this because that is what he needs from me. That is what I am willing to do for him.

Of course, if he never texts or calls again, I can do none of it. It wont matter how many nice and caring texts I send. It wont matter how willing I am to sacrifice my comfort for his. But at least I will know that I have in every way possible stayed true to myself. I did not give up on him. I will not give up on anyone in need.

This is probably going to get me killed one day, but fuck it. I would rather die fighting to maintain who I am at my core than abandon a single person in the way in which I have been abandoned over and over and over again my entire life.

So I'm going with peaceful resistance. Not a glamorous way to fight, but the only one he has no way to actually fight against.

If I stay and am kind he doesn't get to feel as though I abandonded him. If I stop fighting he cannot use the fighting as an excuse to run.

So peace and love and kindness is what he will receive.

I'll let you know if it works.

[thetiniestkris]

Reflecting on how women must be *perfect* to succeed. I talk a lot with my therapist about my issues with perfectionism. She does a lot to try to help me let go of perfectionism by reframing it, in my situation at least, as an expectation of sexism. She reminds me that it's not actually a requirement, and I'm allowed to make mistakes.

But then I go to work (a professional kitchen), where I was passed on a promotion about 4 times in favor of new hires before finally getting it. Where I was told I was "too good at cold line to put on hot line". And then when I did get promoted to hot line, my raise was $1/hr less than my male coworker's raise for the same position, the same coworker who is always late (last week he was late every day for not less than 10 minutes and at worst an hour one day), who they are actively trying to fire, as soon as they can hire a replacement. I think back on the five months of a new hire blaming every issue on me, and my boss siding with him until the guy flipped out and left. I think of how my boss threatened to take away my shifts after I made one (admittedly bad, but cmon) mistake after I finally got my promotion and after a single day of training on that station. I think about how my boss decided, nevermind, you don't get to learn how to do dinner specials because the first one you made was too mid. I'm punished, over and over, for not being perfect, while the guys in the kitchen are praised and promoted for being mediocre. I think about how my boss came in to my job at 9:30 PM, angry that he got into some drinking-induced argument with my boyfriend and expected me to have answers. I think about how every single day for a year, my boss found some way to nitpick and blame me for others' fuckups. Every fucking day.

Kamala Harris was a mid candidate, it's true, but there is so much sexism and bias in this country, she had to jump hurdles a white male candidate would never had to have done. Not to mention, there were a slew of bad choices not made by her, giving her a severe disadvantage. Why was Biden put up as a nominee in 2020, when he had a history of calling black men "super predators"? When he was already clearly showing cognitive decline? Why the fuck did Biden try to run again? That alone cratered the election, by cutting into her campaign time and dissolving trust us leftists had tentatively given the establishment democrats, after promises of a younger and more progressive candidate. Why did it come to people saying "I don't like Biden, but I would vote for a fish if they threw it on that stage"? Kamala Harris will have her campaign analyzed to death but the fact is, she did outstanding for the time she had, even if I didn't agree with a lot her past political actions. And she will still be blamed for it not being perfect.

How am I supposed to let go of my perfectionism when I'm so often punished for accidentally not being perfect? How am I supposed to let go of perfectionism when I see a woman on the national scale blamed for the decade of bad choices from the democratic party?

I know this isn't the message of "we have to stay positive and keep fighting" people are looking for, but fuck. I don't have that in me right now. Give me a week to mourn what we've lost at least.

I already have had a man tell me I'm overreacting to this whole situation. A man who voted democrat.

Being a woman is exhausting.

[paging-possum]

You have literally invited a vampire into your home

Okayyyyy so the basic premise of the campaign is that there’s a group of teens who live in this city called Port Ackles and they’re all on a trainee team with this superhero organization called CAPE and every weekend they go on these missions (like, they’ll go look at crime scenes or accompany people with superhero tasks and such). The only problem is that stuff started getting weird during said missions and now they've gotten involved with the cards who are like… magic beings whose souls are tied to tarot cards but they also reincarnate into new physical forms unless they’re minor arcana and then they just die and also they’re in so many positions of power everywhere and also if someone has your card they can control you completely.

So anyways, currently what's happening is that my PC, Leo, fucked up big time and Terra- one of the people in charge of the Port Ackles CAPE branch and the World card- wants her dead big time. Her options are to kill Terra (bad idea), sell her soul to Dr. Pond, her mad scientist mentor (also bad idea) or just like...die. The group JUST got a ton of exposition from Summer (the Sun) since they stole and returned her card however. One of the PCs (Tyson) (lyltinc) died a little bit and Tabes (scoutisnthome) gave up the other cards they got that Leo was going to use to sell her soul to aforementioned mad scientist mentor to bring Tyson back to life. So now they might kill Terra LOL also side note but Terra did ask Tyson to kill Leo

More silly things that happened....Tyson killed the King of Swords because she was attacking us on our last CAPE mission, we have a robot AI best friend NPC called Felocity who was made with human organs (Leo works at a fucked up biotech company called Harpertech run by a guy called John Harper who’s also kinda in charge of the cards and her current mentor is Dr Pond who is DEFINITELY EVIL but in like a fun appealing way), Markus (ma-lark-ey) and his snake familiar, Noemi (Lyd doesn't have Tumblr) is the Page of Swords which is why she works so closely with Summer, Leo and Kyra (Lylt's other PC) being obsessed with each other in a hatred type way but in a romantic way, Tyson is the son of Justice who’s like blonde superman if he was gods most tragic soldier, the fact that they all hang out at a cafe where Markus' ex boyfriend works....anyways everyone look at CAPE characters right fucking now and everyone should follow my besties and cheer and clap or ill blow this whole place up

just realised that when you’ve tagged posts with ‘cape kids’ that you were talking about ocs not an already exisiting show/comic shdsdgjdgdj they seem rlly interesting tho!!/gen

LMAO YEAH cape is the ttrpg I play with friends :D we play a bunch of teens on a superhero trainee team except they haven’t been doing a lot of superheroing lately. most of them are on the team as a probation thing for crimes and theyre currently trying to keep two of the team members from getting killed (rip in advance leo you would have loved good luck babe by chappell roan) and they recently found out one of the many magical people in their city wants to kill all of humanity. one of them is in a coma, they might kill a woman who is both a high ranking superhero organization official AND a member of the aforementioned group of magic people and also the last time they actually did a superhero trainee mission a woman died…..if u wanna see more actual art of the guys I blog about incessantly you should go to @scoutisnthome (plays a biohazard with mommy issues and is one of the more rational members of our team aka more hesitant to commit murder) or @bodbred (our wonderful DM) because everytime they draw them I go crazy and start eating drywall 🫶🫶

[i-am-rocketman]

I painted this Azarr Kul mini and I’m really happy with how he turned out! It was my first time using gloss and matte varnish on the same mini.

[theewritingroomm]

Handsy

Summary: Eddie Munson has always been a handsy person. OR The three times Eddie couldn’t keep his hands to himself and the one time you made him. Pairing: Eddie Munson x Reader Word Count: 2.4k Warnings: Handsy Eddie, drug use (Marijuana), groping, smut, slight fingering, choking, switch!eddie, masturbation (female), being restrained,  A/N: Reader is 18+, Edddie Munson has my whole heart. Smut may be poorly written, I haven't written anything let alone smut in a hit minute. SPOILER FREE FOR VOL. 2. Text divider by: @vecnacurse 

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I do NOT consent to my work being translated or published onto third party sites - including AO3 and Wattpad. 

I. Eddie always got a little clingy when he was in a bad mood…

Since the beginning of your relationship with Eddie a handful of things became certain. The first being your spot in Hellfire. Although you did not play yourself you spent every campaign perched on your own ‘throne’ next to Eddie’s 

“A queen needs her throne too.” Eddie had told you as he dragged the fluffy armchair into the drama room. And since that day, months ago, you cherished sitting next to Eddie while he DM’ed. To see him so happy and eccentric made your day every time. To see the stress and everyday bullshit melt away from your boyfriend’s face, but sometimes the torment of the week weighed too heavily on Eddie’s mind. On those days he needed you closer than what your chairs allowed. 

You knew today was going to be one of those days when you walked into the drama room. Because while the table had already been meticulously put together and sat ready for the day's game, Eddie was sitting nearly sulking on his throne. 

“Eds, are you okay?” you asked as you walked into the room. 

Eddie looked up as you spoke, allowing you to see the sadness in his eyes and the frown marring his features. 

Eddie shook his head as an answer to your question. He didn’t offer much more at the moment. Rather he held out his hand, a silent plea to have you closer. You quickly stepped towards Eddie, placing your hand gently in his. He pulled you down quickly into his lap. 

After taking a second to get comfortable you finally stilled. The moment you did Eddie took the opportunity to bury his face into the crook of your neck and allowed his hands to snake around your waist. 

“Eddie, what’s wrong?” You asked gently, running your hands through his hair. 

He sighed, his hot breath fanning your neck. Eddie placed a quick kiss there before looking up at you. “It’s just been a shitty day and Mrs. O’Donnell’s class is kicking my ass.” 

As he spoke Eddie ran his hands along your sides and over your thighs. A thing that you found he did to comfort and ground himself on the bad days. 

“I’m sorry Eds,” you spoke softly, placing a kiss to the tip of his nose. 

As your lips came in contact with his skin Eddie’s grip on your waist tightened. Effectively pulling you impossibly close to him. You stayed perched on his lap and continued to play with his hair and the threads on his denim vest as the rest of the Hellfire guys tricked into the room. You stayed there long after the game had ended, Eddie’s hand never one leaving its place on your waist. 

II. Eddie got handsy when he got high…

Saturday evenings were by far your favorite day of the week. As you often found yourself laying in Eddie’s bedroom while a mixtape he had made swirled around the smoke in the room. More times than not you would find yourself straddled across his lap while he kissed you like his life depended on it. 

However, today was showing to be a calmer day than most. One of Eddie’s softer mixtapes played throughout the room. A joint was still being passed between the two of you as you laid with your head in Eddie’s lap, the newest Stephen King novel in your hands. It was peaceful. 

But Eddie was starting to get bored. 

He passed the joint back to you and watched as you wrapped your lips around the tip and inhaled. Eddie found it nearly erotic to watch you smoke. To watch watch your eyes become heavy and a smile becomes permanently etched across your lips. He thought you looked ethereal, which spurred him on in wanting to fix his boredom. 

As you took another drag off the joint Eddie allowed his hands to trail gently over your shoulder. Stopping briefly once he got to the collar of the shirt you wore. A flannel that you had likely stolen from his closet months ago. His right hand toyed with the collar as his left hand began ghosting over the buttons that kept it closed. Eddie paused to watch your face, to gauge your reaction. Upon noticing that you haven’t looked up from your book he decided to continue. 

Eddie’s right hand traveled up and down your arm gently, feather light touches that almost don’t feel there. While he let his left hand pop open the handful of buttons that he could reach. 

With the buttons of your - his - shirt open he was able to see the curve of your breast before the edge of the shirt blocked his view. He licked his lips at the sight, wanting nothing more than to wrap his mouth around one of your pert nipples. However, in this position it was impossible. So instead, Eddie placed both of his hands gently on your shoulders before trailing them underneath the material of your shirt. 

His hands traveled over your collar bones and the swell of your breast before long fingers made quick contact with your nipples. He felt them pebble against his hands as you shivered. 

“Is this okay?” he asked, voice low and close to your ear. 

You nodded, “Your rings are just cold.” 

Eddie hummed at your revelation and allowed himself to continue. His long fingers circled your nipple softly as you continued to read. Gentle flicks and pinches continued and the words on the page became harder and harder to focus on. Until a harsh pinch to your left nipple had you gasping and pushing your chest up into your boyfriend’s hands. 

Eddie chuckled lowly in your ear before speaking. 

“Why don’t you put that book down baby girl.” He began placing hot, open mouthed kisses to your jaw and neck. 

At the low tone in Eddie’s voice you quickly tossed the book to the side. Not caring that you just lost your page. 

III. The adrenaline of a show always left Eddie riled up. 

When you had started dating Eddie the crowd of regular Corroded Coffin fans grew by one. And you were by far the loudest. Singing every song at the top of your lungs and relishing in the smile on Eddie’s face as you did. 

But Eddie always enjoyed the time after the show the most. Because once the last song ended Eddie was quickly jumping off the stage and dragging you off the bar stool that you sat perched upon all night. He would lead you to the less than secluded hallway that led to the restrooms and push you up against the wall. 

Trapped between the wall and your boyfriend, your body felt like it was on fire. The wet, hot kisses that Eddie was placing over any piece of exposed skin felt like fire in your veins. His hands pulled at your hair to open your neck up to him and grabbed at your ass underneath your skirt. His fingerprints are likely already forming bruises on the cushiony flesh. 

“Fuck baby,” Eddie groaned out as he nipped at your jaw. 

He began to push your shirt up, exposing your bra clad chest to him and anyone who decided to walk down the hallway. Not that you cared at the moment. 

“So fuckin’ sexy,” teeth sunk into subtle flesh under lace as his large hand grasped roughly at your other breast. 

You moaned loudly, arching into him. His tongue gently swiped over the teeth impressions he had left behind. Attempting to soothe the burn left behind. 

His hand abandoned your chest to slide gently up to your neck. Long fingers placed pressure on the side of your neck as he continued to assault your chest with his mouth. 

“Eddie,” you whined, the pressure he was placing on your neck leaving your head deliciously woozy. 

In an attempt to keep you quiet Eddie quickly placed his lip onto yours in a searing kiss. All tongue and teeth as the hand around your throat tightened slightly. You moaned into his mouth and tried to buck your hips against him. Wanting, no needing to alleviate the growing pressure between your thighs. 

“You getting needy baby?” Eddie teased as he felt your hips shift. “You want me to touch your pretty pussy in front of the whole bar?” 

Soft fingers left your chest and dropped to your thigh exposed by the tiny denim skirt you chose to wear. He gently skimmed them higher and higher until his hand disappeared beneath denim. 

“Gotta be a good girl baby. Gotta be quiet. You don’t want anyone to know how dirty my baby girl truly is.” 

You whined at his words, earning a pointed glare and a quick squeeze to the throat. All the while he was gently running the cool metal of his rings against the sticky lace covering your core. The cool metal is a stark contrast to the wet heat between your thighs. 

“Eddie please,” you whispered. Pleading for him to do something, to do anything. 

“Whatcha want baby girl? I can’t help you if you don’t use your big girl words.” 

Another wave of heat flooded your core at his words. 

“Touch me Eds, please. I need you to touch my pussy.” You begged, not caring if your voice traveled to the rest of the bar. 

“Good girl,” Eddie praised. He finally pushed your lace panties to the side and sank two fingers into your heat.

IV. Eddie’s favorite thing to do is touch you, but what if you don’t let him…

Sitting with Eddie on his bed was not out of the norm for your relationship. Neither was you straddling him while the two of you were in nothing but your underwear. However, the thing that was out of the norm was the pair of shiny handcuffs hanging from the tip of your finger. 

“You wanna be tied up baby?” Eddie asked from underneath you with a mischievous glint in his eye. 

You shook your head gently, watching as a quizzical look flashed across his face. You didn’t let him ask another question. Effectively silencing him as you leaned forward and grabbed his wrists in your hands. Placing them above his head you made quick work to attach the metal to his wrists. The sound of them closing echoing around the room. 

“You don’t get to touch me right now.” You spoke, a smirk pulling at your lips as you sat up. 

You felt Eddie’s cock twitch in his boxers beneath you. 

“That’s not fair baby,” Eddie nearly whined, “Who's gonna show that pretty pussy the attention she deserves?” 

You smiled sweetly at Eddie, leaning forward to capture his lips with yours. Eddie quickly tried to take control of the kiss, attempting to snake his tongue into your mouth to show you who was in charge. You swiftly pulled away from the kiss and began to trail soft kisses from the corner of his mouth, down his jaw and to the shell of his ear. 

“Me,” You answered his previously asked question, “and you have to sit there and watch. Then I’ll decide if you’ve earned the right to fuck my pussy.” 

Eddie groaned, throwing his head back into the pillows beneath him as he bucked his hips trying to alleviate the pressure in his cock. You swiftly put your weight on your knees, removing your pussy from where Eddie wanted it the most. 

You sent him one warning glare as you hopped off of the bed to remove your underwear. Once nude climbed back onto the bed and straddled Eddie’s chest. Your bare pussy was mere inches from his face. He could see how puffy and needy your clit was, how siny it was with your arousal. 

It was his favorite meal and he was being denied the chance to devour you. 

“Baby please,” Eddie pulled at the handcuffs around his wrists, “Let me touch you, I need to feel you baby.”  

You didn’t say anything to him as you trailed your hands up from their place on your thighs. Up your stomach and oh so softly over your chest, stopping only when your fingertips brushed against your nipples. Eddie’s eyes were glued to your hands as you grabbed and played with your chest. Pulling at your nipples much in the way he would, only stopping when they pebbled against your fingers. 

You trailed on hand back down your body as the other continued to circle and pull at your nipple. Eddie watched the hand that traveled back to your core. Not able to tear his eyes away from you as you dragged one finger through the wetness between your thighs. Moaning gently as you touch your clit. 

You gently circled your clit, gradually adding pressure with each pass. 

“Eddie,” You moaned, continuing to toy with your clit and chest. “Feels so good, Eds. Wish you could feel it, baby.” 

You felt your pussy clench around nothing. You know Eddie saw, sure he was going to spontaneously combust because of it. 

“Please baby, I gotta touch you.” Eddie begged, his eyes glued to your core as you slipped two fingers into your tight heat. Pumping them in time with the circles you were rubbing on your clit. 

“Eddie,” you moaned, your head thrown back and eyes shut tight. 

Eddie knew from the sounds you were making that you were close. And god did he wish he was the one pulling those sounds from you. But as he watched you fuck you own fingers he feels as if he had entered heaven. The delicious squelsh of your pussy sucking in your fingers sounded sweeter than any music Eddie had ever heard. The drip of your arousal onto his chest had his cock straining painfully against the fabric of his boxers. 

“Eds, I’m g-gonna c-cum.” you whined as you bucked into your own hand. 

“Yeah baby, come for me.” Eddie grinned wildly as you moaned, “Make a fuckin mess baby.” 

As soon as the words passed Eddie’s lips you were falling apart. Slick coated Eddie’s chest making his tattoos shiny. As you came down and your breaths evened out you giggled at the look on his face. A look of pure arousal and slight pain sat upon his face as he strained against the handcuffs on his wrists. 

Deciding that you had teased the poor guy enough you grabbed the key off of the nightstand. You quickly unlocked one wrist and went to work on the other when Eddie grabbed your waist, the cuffs still attached to one wrist. But he didn't seem to care as he flipped the two of you over. Capturing your mouth in a bruising kiss and his hands grabbed at everything within his reach. 

[off-phelia]

Hello! I saw that you accepted applications and here I have one for you! Maybe a bat! Eddie x reader with some anguish, this would be where he gets trapped in his bat form for a long time while his cute girlfriend takes care of him like a baby but at the same time misses the human eddie..., I don't know if I can explain, and then bat! Eddie sees that other boys come to her to invite her out and he feels bad for being small and not being like before but well, reader continues to love him whether he is a bat or not.

OMG OMG ❤❤

(sorry for my bad english :( )

To say that Eddie looked irritated was an understatement, he was beyond that.

Ever since the Upside Down incident, where he nearly died, Eddie has experienced firsthand the consequences of his survival and it comes down to him turning into a literal bat. With wings, fur and a long snout.

The only thing that kept him from going into a deep spiral was you and your friends, but mostly you.

You've been taking care of him since you found out what happened.

At first you were skeptical that little animal in Dustin's hands was, in fact, your boyfriend and neither Eddie - or Dustin - could blame you.

Luckily you had an open mind and allowed Dustin to explain what really had happened that crazy week when you and Eddie couldn't see each other.

The truth behind the murders, the Upside Down, Vecna, the cracks in the city, Eleven and of course, the fact that Eddie turned into a bat after being bitten by something they called demobats.

It was a lot to take in and honestly to believe too, but Eddie looked at you with those big familiar brown eyes and it made you truly believe that that little bat was your Eddie.

He's been with you ever since. Everyone decided it would be best to find some way to get him back to normal before saying anything to his uncle, Wayne. The man certainly wasn't in a position to receive such news and honestly, Eddie preferred it that way - not knowing if he could handle his uncle's possible rejection.

You've all tried everything but, not being scientists or researchers, none of you knew what else to do but wait for it to get back to normal on its own.

Months went by and Eddie was always being treated very well by you. Fruits, cozy perches, cuddling, kisses on her little head and of course, the toothbrush that was now used to brush her fur.

It would be a paradise… If it didn't get to the point it has.

For the past few days Eddie has been thinking about his human form.

You were lying on the couch, with Eddie on your chest. Both of you watching a cheesy romance movie your mom had saved and seeing the happy, smiling couple on the other side of the screen made Eddie sigh.

As a bat, there were many things he could not or was limited to do.

He missed walking around on his own two feet, opening the fridge for a beer, smoking weed, talking to people, playing his guitar, planning a D&D campaign and of course hugging you, kissing your lips, feeling your touch on his hair and hands, dance with you... He missed all of that and more.

You tried so hard to take care of him and understand his squeaks that, apparently, it only made sense to him. Meanwhile, Eddie couldn't do much for you and that frustrated him a lot of the time.

He tries to make up for this by working hard to be a good boy and cheer you up like he used to. He pinches your fingers gently and when it makes you laugh, he licks them lovingly trying to show his love for you. He greets you when you come home from work and brings you little flowers when you two go for a walk.

But that wasn't the worst part, not really. The worst part is having to watch other guys flirt with you and Eddie not being able to do anything about it.

The first time this happened, Eddie came out of your pocket and flew after the guy, squealing as loud as he could. You had to run with Eddie out of there before that guy called security, afraid he would be taken away for being an unconventional — and possibly dangerous — pet.

Since then he has watched at a disadvantage when someone approaches you and tries to get your attention. You being such a sweet person, just kindly refuse advances and usually get insulted after leaving for another location.

Eddie doesn't like it, but he can't do anything. He's not a human anymore and this makes him sad and angry.

Today was no different.

You were shopping together, it's one of the few times Eddie manages to keep quiet in your pocket and only sticks his furry little head out when you're away from the crowd and "talking" to each other.

You moved through the aisles, picking up everything you needed before heading to the fruit baskets.

You and Eddie were in the middle of a conversation about which apples and bananas to bring when a random guy approached you.

At first he was being friendly, giving you tips on which fruits are fresher than others and how to make a delicious fruit salad - Eddie felt his little tummy growl. The conversation flowed before the man started flirting with you and following you down other hallways.

This ended with you kindly dismissing him and him leaving hurling insults at you and saying "You bitchs are all the same".

You and Eddie got in the car and drove home. On the way he couldn't help but notice your eyes glazed over with unshed tears and the sight only made Eddie's little heart sink deeper.

That was a few hours ago.

Now you were in the kitchen. You looking at him with worried eyes as you observe that he doesn't even care about the piece of banana you are offering him.

"Eddie, honey. What happened? Aren't you hungry?" - you asked him trying, again, to offer the banana.

Eddie looked at the food in front of him and shifted his attention to the nothing again, he let out a light squeak that was more like a sigh.

"Love?…" - you tried to persuade, putting the banana aside and lightly caressing her little ears. "Are you going to tell me what made you like this?".

Eddie turned his eyes to you, he moved to sit on your palm and you brought him closer to your face, still stroking his little head.

He spread his little wings and grabbed your finger, pressing his little cheek against your skin and looking at you with those big worried, sad little eyes.

He squeaks.

"Are you worried about what that asshole say from earlier?" - he nodded. "Oh Eddie, you don't have to worry about that, it's ok" - you smiled at him gently.

Eddie squeaked again and looked away, looking more upset than before. You felt him squeeze your finger tighter.

"Eds…" - he looked at you again, glazed eyes. "I love you, only you. Even though you're a bat, you're still you and that's enough for me" - you caressed his cheek smiling.

Eddie seemed to smile back - his best attempt at a smile at least - and turned his muzzle to hide his tearful little face on your finger. He pinches you lightly and then licks your finger, before letting more licks up your nose.

"I really, really love you"

"I love you too, my love. So much" - you whispered just to him and kissed his little head gently.

You smile when he squeals happily.

[were-wolverine]

more of punk!steve bc i adore him

steve first runs into the Party at the arcade (where he works part time because he wants to make his own money as a ‘fuck you’ to his parents and cuz it’s a chill job) and he becomes their favorite worker and they become his favorite customers. one day steve takes a smoke break in the parking lot and sees some kids bullying the Party and his older brother instincts kick in.

he walks up behind the party like “well well what do we have here?” and the Party is like “steve!! :D” and steve in his leather jacket and ripped jeans and combat boots glares down the bullies and they scamper off. from then on steve tells the kids to go to him if someone is bothering them and it becomes town-wide knowledge not to mess with byers wheeler henderson & sinclair. he basically becomes their personal Scary Dog.

the parents end up wanting to meet this young man who kept bullies away from their kids (and they’ve heard all sorts of rumors about him and he dresses like That so they’re suspicious) and steve’s like “yeah sounds great!” and immediately charms all of them because he’s a sweetheart and does genuinely care about and want to protect their kids. from then on he’s the go-to babysitter / ride to school / campaign host. steve pretends to be annoyed but he loves it and treats them all like they’re his younger siblings (especially lucas and dustin)

joyce and steve bond especially and they have coffee dates every sunday and just talk (joyce tries to get steve to come to her when he needs help or just someone to listen). at first everyone who sees them is super confused because what is paranoid mother Joyce Byers doing with the high school bad boy Steve Harrington?? but after a couple months it just becomes commonplace and people will even stop by to say hi

i also think jonathan and steve would end up being best friends in like freshman year and steve would get jancy together in s1 (steve and nancy don’t date). he’s never a third wheel though they have a great “this is my boyfriend and our best friend steve” type relationship. (plus jonathan never takes the creepy pics and the whole fight never happens so they’re all chill).

steve and robin are fellow outcasts so they’re chill. then steve beats up some guys who harassed her and they become actual friends and steve lets robin come over whenever her parents are being shitty. steve lowkey converts her into a punk and they basically do illegal shit and have a bunch of fun.

btw steve is a fully realized biromantic demisexual (or just queer whatv lol) and he has an extremely accurate gaydar which is partially why stobin become friends. anyways i’m mentioning this becauseee

steve meets will byers and Immediately Knows and pretty much comes out to him and tells him it’s okay and he becomes wills Gay Mentor (imo jonathan can either be straight or queer and just not really informed abt gay shit so steve would be the mentor in his place bc they’re basically brothers anyway (joyce absolutely tries to adopt steve multiple times)).

steve meets max at the arcade before any of the Party befriend her and she immediately becomes another of his favorite customers (the ranking is dustin, will & lucas & max, mike). she thinks he’s super cool and basically projects onto him as an older brother figure and he’s happy to play the part. he notices the way billy treats max and threatens him that if he ever treats her like that again he will kill him and hopper will help him hide the body. things are pretty peaceful for max after that. additionally neil hargrove gets arrested for domestic and child abuse and billy takes his car and leaves without a word. max’s mom still drinks so steve kinda unofficially adopts her, she has her own room in his house and ends up staying there most days. he ends up actually adopting her later but they’re still more of an older brother & younger sister dynamic than father & daughter

steve doesn’t interact with eddie until s4 but they know of each other and are on neutral terms until the byers move to cali and eddie starts DMing for dustin lucas mike erica and max (who steve managed to convince to play). they’re wary of each other at first but eddie realizes steve is actually a huge softie and steve realizes eddie is just a cute dork who reads LOTR and plays D&D.

steve isn’t on any sports teams or anything but he works out on his own, goes for jogs every morning with jonathan and nancy especially after the demogorgon and demodog shit. basically he’s fit and good at fighting (due to more experience with it) and nancy taught him how to shoot so he can do that too. most of his scars are from demo-creatures instead of fistfights, though he has a few of those too (not from jonathan or billy tho).

[casper-the-rose]

Hello there!!! May I request a suuuper fluffy piece for Gareth? Maybe where you’ve been friends since you were little, and you both love each other but think the other doesn’t (so cliche I know but it makes my heart happy) and the hellfire boys are tired of it so they do their best to get y’all together and adorable-ness ensues? If possible, thank you so much!! 💕💕💕

Thanks so much for the request!

Honeysuckle

Gareth Emerson x Fem!reader

Summary is basically the request

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💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕🥁💀💀🥁💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕

"So close! Try again!" You giggled as Gareth missed for what had to be the 100th time. 

It was lunch, and Gareth had been trying to throw a tater-tot in your mouth the entire time. The rest of the table was audibly groaning, and Mike had a very readable look of disgust on his face. 

"Are you sure they're not dating and just very, very bad at hiding it?" Dustin whispered to Eddie. 

"Sadly, I'm sure. "

"Are we gonna do anything about it?" Lucas questioned. 

"Please do something, I don't think I can watch this for much longer without vomiting," Mike muttered.

"You're right. Freshmen, it's time to get the childhood best friends together once and for all." Eddie smirked. 

“God they’re such a cliché,” 

~~~~~~~

The boys spent the rest of the week trying to get you and Gareth together, like sticking notes in you or Gareth’s lockers (turns out you two already did that) and saying it was from the other or making comments whenever Gareth called you a pet name. 

“What's up buttercup?”

“Buttercup? Doesn’t that sound like something a boyfriend would call a girlfriend?”

“Shut up Lucas.”

It got to the point where Eddie even got your friends outside of Hellfire involved. 

“Look, Y/n, all I’m saying is I see the way he looks at you. And c’mon, he calls you stuff like “Honeysuckle” and “Lovebug” Isn’t it obvious?” 

“Since when have you been one to play matchmaker Alex?” 

“Whatever. Just saying.”

None of their tactics were working, so by the end of the week, the boys devised a much more straightforward plan.

~~~~~~~

You worked at the local arcade, right next to family video.

Just before your shift ended, a familiar boy ran in, out of breath. 

"Wheeler? Did you run all the way here?" You chuckled. 

"L/n! Uhh, yes actually. Last minute change. There's a hellfire campaign starting tonight that we need you to sub for because Lucas had a last-minute basketball thing. It starts at 8 pm." Mike practically wheezed, still out of breath. 

" ’Kay, I’ll be there. But you realize you could've just called right-?"

"...Shit."

~~~~~~~~~

You walked up to the clubroom, only to see a giddy Eddie, Dustin, Mike, and Lucas waiting outside the room. 

"Hi! Are we supposed to go into the clubroom or..?" You questioned, feeling as though something was off.

"It's a common tradition that the Dungeon Master enters the room last." Dustin quickly explained. 

"Well, then why are you guys out here-?"

"Eddie gets lonely out here," Lucas said, patting Eddie on the shoulder. "So we wait with him."

"Yep," Eddie said through gritted teeth. 

"Lucas? Wait if you're here who am I subbing for?"

"Just get in the room." Mike practically screamed, before pushing you in. 

You stumbled into the room, which as far as you knew was not set up for a DnD game. There were light candles, dim lighting, rose petals sprinkled on the table and floor, and... Gareth. 

"Helloo?" You awkwardly asked more than said, which made Gareth jump. 

"Oh hey!" he waved before his eyes widened. "I-I see how this might look, and I promise I didn't set any of this up. Mike shoved me in here and locked the door. I mean we're just best friends! Nothing romantic." Gareth quickly explained, his voice uneasy.

“Oh yeah. O-of course.” 

Soon you heard the door click and realized you’d both been locked in. 

“ L/n, Gareth has something to tell you. Something verryyy important.” Eddie shouted, emphasizing the word very.

You quickly turned to Gareth, whose face was bright red. “I-I don’t know what Eddie’s talking about.” He stuttered out before practically running to the door and banging on it. 

"What the fuck are you doing Munson?" 

“Sorry Gareth, this doors not unlocking until you tell L/n what's been bugging youuu.” Eddie said in a sing-song tone. “Oh, and I'm sure L/n'll have something pleasant to say about it. Now I’m taking the freshmen for a drive, by the time we get back you better have told each other what you need to.”

Gareth groaned and fell against the door as you both heard footsteps walking away. There were a few minutes of comfortable silence as you walked around the clubroom and Gareth just sat by the door with his head in his hands. 

As much as you didn’t want to admit it, your heart was beating a mile a minute. You and Gareth had been best friends since you were both six when he was trying to skateboard and nearly crashed into you while you were biking. 

“Watch it, nerd!”

“Sorry, princess.”

“I’m not a princess, nerd.”

“Oh yeah? Then what are you and why are you riding a pretty pink bike?”

“I’m Y/n L/n. And this is a hand-me-down from my sister.”

“ I’m Gareth Emerson. I got this skateboard for Christmas.”

"Well you need to keep practicing buddy."

"I bet I'm better than you!"

"Let me see the skateboard, nerd."

You couldn't help but smile to yourself while thinking of the day you two met, and other childhood memories. When you skipped school to goof off at the arcade, all the sleepovers, or that one time you slipped down a muddy trench during an especially rainy spring and Gareth found you in the pouring rain and helped you home. You figured that was the day you fell in love. Your parents didn’t even notice you were gone.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

You'd been zoned out for who knows how long, trapped in the clubroom for even longer.

“Helllooo? Princess?” Gareth’s voice was soft, snapping you out of your thoughts. 

“Augh, I told you to stop calling me that.” You rolled your eyes.

“Did you even hear what I said?”

“Sorry, I wasn’t paying attention.”

“I asked why your smile is so pretty,” he said matter of factly like there was no doubt about it.

“W-what?” You stuttered, his sudden complement catching you off guard.

“Why is your smile so pretty?” Gareth tilted his head like a dog while giving you puppy dog eyes. God that man was the human embodiment of a golden retriever. 

The most you could do was shrug before burying your head in your hands, afraid you were blushing. 

“I’m sorry.” Gareth’s voice was barely a whisper, so quiet you were surprised you even heard it. 

You looked up to see Gareth shaking his head, looking away from you and off to the side.

“Sorry for what?”

“Everything.” 

You frowned and walked over to him, sitting down beside him. 

“Well, what’s everything?”

“All this.” He motioned to the room. “Promise?”

You furrowed your eyebrows in confusion. “Promise what?”

“You’ll still want to be my friend after this? After the shocking news I'm about to reveal?”

You giggled and nodded. “I’ll never not want to be your friend Gareth Emerson. Promise”

“Okay, good cause I’ve like… had the biggest crush on you since we were eight.” When the words were out of his mouth, Gareth brace himself as if he was expecting something catastrophic to happen, or you to slap him. 

Instead, you smiled and cupped his face in your hands. 

“Can I kiss you?”

Gareth nodded, his face turning a light shade of pink. 

You softly pressed your lips against his, and he moved you closer. 

Close. This was as close as you'd ever gotten. And as close as you wanted to be, yet still not enough. 

Gareth pulled away, a big goofy grin on his face. 

“Well, you have me beat Emerson.” You giggled. 

“Hm?”

“I think I’ve had a crush on you since the trench incident which was when we were…” you trailed off, trying to remember the exact age. 

“Ten.” Gareth quickly finished the sentence for you.

“Yeah, yeah ten.”

“So that means I win by two years.” He smugly declared. 

You rolled your eyes with a grin and shook your head. 

“Can I sit in your lap?”

Gareth acted like he was thinking about it for a moment. “Sorry, lap privileges are reserved for my gorgeous girlfriend.” He teased. 

You pouted, crossing your arms. 

“I could be your girlfriend.”

“I’d love that.” 

“...Can I sit in your lap now?”

Gareth chuckled, before patting his lap and putting his arms out. “Come here honeysuckle.”