#ASK ME ABOUT MY CAMPAIGN IM CRAZY

[soupthecoolest]

CnD!

alright! so CnD, or "Creation and Destruction" is my homebrew "dnd" campaign!! i have dnd in quotes just cause. well my autism got too strong and i made an entire handbook with my own mechanics LMAO so it's really it's own Thing at this point. which is super cool n fun. after everything's been wrapped up i might publish that handbook but WE SHALL SEE.

anyway CnD is my own personal excuse to make my friends rp with me and my crazy ocs. SO.

it all started when the 11 party members crashed on the beach in a town they'd never seen before. looked totally normal until at the end of the first session they found a portal!

jumping in, that just... kept happening. small adventure, portal, repeat. with no end in sight. as the party began questioning why all this was happening, they met these two little FREAKS named mayhem and maelstrom. (i'll add all refs i have below!!)

anyway mae n may mentioned an elusive “She” that they’re working for, which led my players down an insane conspiracy rabbit hole in which they guessed 90% of hullabaloo’s vibe based on a PRONOUN. ONE PRONOUN I DROPPED I CAN’T TELL THESE MFS ANYTHING

next, they met pandemonium, (@weedsmokingbfs's oc!!! owe you my life muppy) who told them that: these portals aren't taking them place to place, it's transporting them around purgatory. and they've all died.

since then it's been up to the party to navigate their purpose, how to escape, all of it.

then they met bedlam, who explained to them this crazy prophecy and the reason they're all trapped there, which connects to a decision he made 800 years earlier.

enter callie.

my god this is so much to explain IM CRAZY ok. so callie and dee (@percexe) had been meeting in the void for centuries. he'd see callie there when he died and never knew why. 2 idiots had an unspoken pact to not talk about their pasts, but boy they should've!

it would've revealed that callie is actually named chaos, and directly related to all the other crazy clowns they'd meet across the campaign.

they're called the Story, the main 6 pantheon of gods i've set up in this universe! so we've got (in order of like. "hierarchy")

mayhem and maelstrom: gods of war and balance (he/they)

pandemonium: trickster god of illusion (he/it)

bedlam: god of magic and prophecy (he/him)

hullabaloo: goddess of joy, day, and spontaneity (she/her)

chaos: goddess of narration, night, and tradition (she/he)

the Story are basically the worlds most fucked up family, all considering each other brother and sister. in the beginning they were fine, but as time went on things just naturally got more and more messed, and now everything is just a nightmare

chaos and hullabaloo are kinda a tier above the rest of the story, part of their own subset called the Storytellers.

hullabaloo wanted more power and betrayed chaos, trapping her in the void for eternity, as she wanted to rule the universe herself. which all circles back to how callie met dee.

in the void, chaos didn't feel like himself and took on the name calypso, which is how she introduced herself to dee once they met.

and nobody found out anything out of a series of insane miscommunications and lack of info! what fun!

but now in the campaign timeline, everyone's basically caught up. we've finished the first season and are heading into the second in a couple weeks!!! also excuse if this feels rushed at all it's because it is <3 LMFAO there's just so much with CnD, this barely scratches the surface.

there's so much i couldn't cover here like the prophecy binding the party to purgatory, bedlam's entire role in that, the mages, etc. we're like 25 sessions in and so far i've planned 40 more. i am SO normal!!!!

PLEASEEE ask about it if you're curious!! im so insane about my campaign it is my pride and joy :]]

in order there: hullabaloo, chaos, bedlam, pandemonium, and mayhem and maelstrom! ART CREDS for pandemonium and may&mae refs @weedsmokingbfs !!! once more muppy i owe u all my beans

#cnd #dnd #dnd campaign #ASK ME ABOUT MY CAMPAIGN IM CRAZY #clowncore #circuscore #oc #oc art #homebrew #dnd homebrew

[kiilonova]

i absolutely do not get paid enough to "just get that figured out"

#cro zone #if you want me to build email campaigns from scratch in such a way where they dont get filtered into the 'social' tab of gmail #youre gonna have to pay me a lot more than 15 an hour #its crazy bc i basically do a smaller scale version of what my mom (45k a year) does but i get about 20k a year #bc my org literally doesnt make enough money for me to get paid any more #my supervisor has been pretty 'yeah youre part time dont make this job your life' #but everyone else treats my like their personal secretary/publicist/tech support/fairy godmother/oracle #idk how to change that bc im literally the only employee so theres no one else i can delegate work to #almost any time ive asked someone to do something they literally just dont bc theyre volunteer so they dont have to #but if i miss something ohhh lets all kill the freak with memory loss who cant remember one of 20 events happening this month #i fell in the shower yesterday and hit my head but it doesnt matter bc i have a deadline tomorrow #and this org is supposed to be very labor-forward too

[taintedcigs]

i know places — e.m.

pairing: eddie munson x popular cheerleader!f!reader

warnings: 18+ ONLY, minors dni!!, ANGST, smut, p in v, kind of degradation, jealousy, praises, nicknames, br*eding kink, cre*mpie, FIGHT!!, eddie beats someone up, gareth is an asshole im sorry, and some flufff

summary: in which you are secretly dating eddie because his friends don't like you (wc: 6k+)

a/n: HELLO hello I AM BACK! i kind of hate this, and the ending sucks pls ignore it but i wanted to post it so bad bc i love ts x eddie!! also a part of this was heavily HEAVILY inspired by an ep of veronica mars bc its one of my fav shows!! also no dividers and i didn't proof-read SO PLEASE ignore the mistakes plss

Four months.

It had been four months since you and Eddie had started to “secretly date.”

And in all honesty, it had been fun. The sneaking around, the private dates, the quick fuck seshs in school, in the supply closet, after his D&D campaigns, in his van, in the woods.

And the teasing, oh god, the teasing.

It's why you were currently scrunched up in the back of his van, ragged breathing and curses, heavy tension filling the space.

“You done teasin’?” he asked, hovering over you.

It started with the glances in the hallway, at first, Eddie thought they were innocent. But the way you threw your head back as you touched Andy’s arm had Eddie’s jaw clenched.

He was sure his blood was boiling by the time he dragged you back to his van.

He dismissed your concerns about how he shouldn’t skip English again, he could care less, he needed you, and he needed you now.

It was driving him crazy too, while he had fun, he hated the idea of not being able to tell those stupid jocks to back off of his girl.

He hated the stupid school hierarchy and his friends for having to keep this relationship a secret, he hated not being able to show you off.

“Teasing?” You asked, an innocent smile playing on your lips.

“C’mon don’t play coy now.” He warned, “I know what you were tryin’ to do with that stupid jock.” He scoffed.

“And did it work?” You batted your lashes, and he rolled his tongue inside of his cheek. “Yeah.” He barely gave you any time to adjust before his lips hungrily attacked yours.

So needy and filled with lust that you couldn’t help the whimpers that escaped your lips. He didn’t waste any time as he reached for the edge of your tiny top almost ripping it off and letting it drop to the van’s floor.

You could feel your breath hitch with how rough he was being, his calloused fingers flipping your cheerleader skirt and moving your panties aside, sliding a finger as he groaned at the wetness, partying your pussy to get a better view of your gushing heat.

“Fuckfuckfuck.” He cursed under his breath, “Such a pretty fucking pussy, baby,” He peppered your heat. “All mine, yea?” He asked needily.

His fingers worked your clit with little circles, causing you to whimper out. “Mhmm.” You barely let out, eyes shutting immediately in pleasure.

His fingers worked to stretch you open, and his visible bulge was pressing hard against his uncomfortable pants, you knew you would get what you had been begging for all morning soon.

“You think it’s fuckin’ funny to try to make me jealous?” He raised a brow, and you stopped your lips from twitching into a smirk, you didn’t need him to edge you, not right now, not when you needed him this much.

“Nuh-uh.” You pouted, “Only did it cause you kept flirting with that girl yesterday at the gig.” You huffed, you knew you were being petty, but could care less, the downside to this whole deal was the fact that you couldn’t tell those girls to back off of him, you just had to smile and watch as they swooned all over him.

And if he could play at that game, so could you.

He gave you a slight chuckle before his fingers plunged in and out of you, his thumb rubbing circles on your clit as you moaned for more. “Needy fuckin’ slut.” He’s being mean, and you love it.

“I’ll give you all the attention you need, yea? Such a bratty baby.” He teased.

You cried out when he retracted his fingers, feeling empty as you pouted at him. He was quick to get his aching cock out of the uncomfortable boxers, bouncing against his stomach as he hissed.

His breathing was ragged as his cock flexed in his palm, causing your thighs to tremble with need, “Do something.” You breathed.

He raised a brow at your eagerness, “Please,” You pleaded, tears welling in your eyes at the pent-up frustration inside of you.

He was quick to dip his head down your chest, mouth nibbling at your nipples, and you arched against his fingers, he was driving you crazy and you could feel his aching cock brush against your thighs.

“So fuckin’ perfect,” He cried out pinching your clit, “And all mine,” You liked how rough and possessive he got when he was jealous, you didn’t care that it was wrong, your heat was pulsing relentlessly with need.

“Jesus,” He cried out when he had one hand on your hip, and used the other to rub the tip of his pulsing cock against your entrance.

You trembled with desire when he teased you further, his pink tip sliding easily over your soaking cunt, “C’mon, thought you wanted to fuckin’ tease me?” He mocked.

“You’re already cryin’ out like a whore and I haven’t even touched you properly yet, peach,” He cooes, causing you to whine.

“N—need you,” Barely able to speak, you spread your thighs further, and Eddie gives you a chuckle, his mocking was making you throb even more.

“Jesus fucking Christ, you spread your legs like that for that dumb jock too, honey?” His words are laced with bitterness and you’re quick to shake your head.

“Uh—uh, only you,” You whine, he’s rough as he grabs your cheeks making you look at him, your eyes widen as you desperately plead for him to do something  — anything.

“Since I own this tight little cunt, I’m gonna use it like I fuckin’ want to,” He growls, and you whimper at that, Eddie’s lips tilt into a smirk, he knows you enjoy his words. “You want that, peach? You want me to wreck this pretty little pussy? Fill you to the brim with my warm load?” He asks, and it makes you tilt your head backward in pleasure when he teases his tip against your entrance again.

“Mpmhm… Fuckfuckfuck, yes please!” You’re practically shaking with the need to be fucked.

He grasped your wrists in one hand, pinning them against the cold walls of his van, making you hiss, barely giving you any warning before he slowly prodded his aching cock inside your velvety walls.

“Fuckohfuckohfuck,” His breathing was ragged and you could almost feel his cock splitting you open, your mouth rounding into a silent ‘Oh.’

As he plunged himself deeper into you, your back arched back toward him, making your cunt clamp down on his cock, and he growled, “S’fuckin’ tight, poor baby must’ve felt so empty without my cock, yea?” He cooes and you nod quickly.

You could feel your insides burn, both from need and from how big Eddie was. “Mmmph, greedy fuckin’ cunt. Takin’ me so well, honey.” He murmured peppering your face with kisses, you could barely take in his words, your mind clouded with desire.

Your eyes welled up in tears again, it felt so fucking good, feeling him this deep inside of you, “Shhh… you can do it baby,” Eddie encouraged as he forced himself deeper into your soaking walls.

“Be a good girl and take it all, can you do that honey?” You nodded immediately, Eddie’s hands were quick to caress your cheeks, “Good fuckin’ girl,” He murmured before he went on and on, his cock invading your walls until he was sure he was balls deep inside of you.

You couldn’t help the filthy squeaks that escaped your lips, the space of the van filled with your mewls and Eddie’s balls slapping against you.

He licks your neck before he bites hard onto your shoulder, his grunts filling the room as he plunges harder into you.

“Jesus fucking— mmpfh… just like that honey,” He murmurs into your neck, “My perfect fuckin’ girl.”

“Look so fuckin’ pretty when you’re all fucked out like this,” He nibbles on your neck, hands pinching your nipples. “Gonna be the fuckin’ death of me, baby,” He groans as he slams further inside of you.

“Edsedsedseds!” You repeat like a mantra, “What’d’ya need, peach?” He asks smugly.

“Jesus— n-need to cum!” You cry out and Eddie’s brain short-circuits for a moment, as you lay beneath him, plump lips making ‘Oh!’ sounds as your head is tilted back, and Eddie revels in it.

“Do it, honey. Cum for me,” He encourages.

“Need that tight little cunt to clamp down on me, peach,” He groans, and your whimpers get louder, you know you’re getting close and Eddie can feel how much you tighten around him.

“Shitshitshiiit— baby, this cunt is so fuckin’ greedy, and so fuckin’ tight,” He grunts. “All mine, angel.”

“’M close, Eds…” You barely blurt out in your fucked out state, and Eddie coos, “Cum for me, honey, c’mon cream my cock.”

He tilts his hips up further and hits your velvety walls so perfectly that almost has your eyes crossing.

Once his calloused fingers make their way onto your clit, rubbing slow circles and also giving your sensitive spot a pinch you cry out, trembling beneath him as you feel yourself release around his cock.

He lets out a loud grunt, “S’fuckin’ tight when you cum, shit— Gonna fuck my load into you, baby.”

“You want that? You want me to fill that pretty pussy, have you leakin’ my cum for days?” You nod weakly, still too fucked out to answer.

“Fuckfuckfuck— yeah, baby, gonna fill your tight little hole up, gonna give you all this cum,” He grunted.

“Would you like that honey? Shit—so fuckin’ tight, beg for it, beg for me, princess—” He almost growls into the curve of your neck, his hips slamming forward roughly, “Please—Eds, please, need your cum…” You make a mewling sound and Eddie can’t help himself, he’s pounding into you like a dog in heat and he knows he’s getting close now.

“Jesus—I’m gonna cum, honey. God—I’m gonna spend all of my load in this tight little cunt peach, it’s takin’ me so well, baby, I couldn’t pull out even if I wanted to, fuckfuckfuck—”

“Goin’ to fuck my load into you, baby, need to fill you up nice and sweet,” He cooes, mind boggling with the sight of your tits jiggling each time he slams harder into you, he knows he is rearing his orgasm with the way his hips stutter.

“Cum inside’a me, please,” You purr, eyes sultry as they meet Eddie’s, his grip on your hips tightens enough to leave a mark, your words sending a wave of pleasure to him as his movement is picked up.

“Mhmm, I love it when you fill me up s’warm and nice, and make me yours,” You murmured and that was it for Eddie.

His groans became uncontrollable now, and his eyes squeezed shut, he slammed into your body one last time, roughly, a string of curses spilled from his lips before his cock pulsated and his warm sticky load painted your insides, already spilling out of your tight cunt with how stuffed you were, falling down your thighs. 

With a few “Fuckfuckfuck’s” Eddie collapsed on top of you, lips peppering your face softly as he wrapped an arm around you, murmuring, “You okay, baby?”

You nodded quickly, “Mhmm…” You relaxed into his warm body, “That fuckin’ punk really thought he could flirt with you, huh?” He chuckled; he was still possessive, bringing a dark smile to your lips.

“You know what you have to do to keep them away, don’t you?” You raised a brow, and he immediately knew what you were implying, but he wasn’t ready for any of it.

“Not this again,” He huffed, and you were quick to get out of his hold, you weren’t the type to push a guy around to make things exclusive, but with Eddie, you wanted nothing more than that, you didn’t even care about the teasing you would endure when the two of you made things official, but he certainly did, and it was starting to hurt you.

“Nevermind,” You murmured, searching for your clothes as Eddie got up, “Why are we in such a hurry?” He asked, tone worried. “We already skipped one class, I don’t wanna skip another one, doofus.” You narrowed your eyes at him before slipping on your skirt, sighing in relief when you found your panties discarded on the floor.

“You mad at me or somethin’?” You could tell how fragile he was acting around you, and it made your heart ache, but all of the secrets and running around were getting to you, the girls that were throwing themselves at Eddie as he flashed them a chuckle made your blood boil, you couldn’t take it anymore.

“No, it’s just super fucking tiring to act like you don’t exist, when you’re the only person I want in my life,” Your words come out faster than you mean to, and you look at him with such a hopeful gaze that Eddie’s heart tightens, the last thing he wants to do is hurt you.

“Honey…” He whispers, before pulling your body to his again, “You have no fuckin’ idea how much I want that to happen, but—”

“But, what?” Your voice is irritated.

“But you know how the guys are, you know how annoying Gareth—” You immediately scoff at the name.

You had no idea when or why it happened.  You had no idea what caused him to act this way toward you. But Eddie’s friends absolutely hated you. ��Especially Gareth. Jeff also did not like the fact that you were the head cheerleader, but Gareth almost had a vendetta against you, you had barely interacted with him, but the boy was out to get you.

You were fine with the kids, Dustin and Mike had adored you the second you protected them against Carver’s idea of a joke. Lucas, with his new place on the basketball team, understood you, granted he had no idea of what was happening between you and Eddie, but he knew you were Eddie’s friend, and he knew how hard Eddie’s friends have been on you.

And that is exactly why you and Eddie had decided to keep your relationship a secret that started a few months ago.

Eddie had doubts about what people would say about your relationship, and he couldn’t handle the fact that his friends would have a say in it, he wanted to keep you away from them, as long as possible.

And he assumed your popular friends wouldn’t be so keen on him, either.

So you agreed to keep the relationship a secret, but it was eating away at you now.

“It’s about him again, isn’t it?” You asked, shaking your head with a chuckle. “Four months and you can’t even dare to say I’m your girlfriend, because of fucking Gareth,” You spat out.

“It’s not just about that—Jesus, you think your cheerleader and jock friends would fuckin’ enjoy havin’ the freak around?” His tone was louder now and you hated it.

“I don’t care! I don’t give the slightest fuck what they would think about my boyfriend, it’s my business and they don’t fucking get a say in it, Eddie!” Your insecurities were on the surface now, even if Eddie couldn’t tell, you were hurt by him wanting to hide you away this much, caring more about Gareth who had this twisted game of trying to hurt you, and it made you feel like absolute shit like Eddie could care less about you.

“Don’t you think I fuckin’ know that? I do! But Gareth—” You scoffed interrupting him as you turned around to face him. “Fuck him!” Your voice raised in fury.

“Look, Eddie, if you don’t want this—” Your hand was quick to point between the two of you, “Just say the fucking word.”  

“You’re twistin’ my fuckin’ words around,” His voice didn’t hold the confidence it did before, his eyes were washed over with guilt and worry, he couldn’t afford to lose you, and if he kept being a jackass, it looked like he was going to.

“You’re unbelievable,” He scoffed, “I’m unbelievable?” You quoted him, eyes narrowing again.

Eddie was on his last straws and he knew it, but he couldn’t get himself to back down, he couldn’t let you see the vulnerable side of him this soon, there was no way you would be able to stay with him, not when you saw how fragile he actually was.

“Yeah! You fuckin’ are,  acting all insane and shit just because you felt jealous over some stupid girls—” And he stops there because the exasperation of breath that slipped past your lips is so loud that he realizes what he just said.

“Fuck you,” You say it so ironically and humorously, that Eddie likes to think this is one of those ironic ‘Fuck you’s you had uttered to him before, slightly nudging his side as you gave him a warm smile, but you’re nothing but cold now.

“If you think that’s what this is about then I have nothing to say to you,” Your voice was timid before you made your way to the door, Eddie’s faint mumbles of your name were just dizzying your mind when you felt the hot tears threatening to spill down your cheeks.

And with that, Eddie spent the rest of the day either sulking or using other people as his anger outlet, he knew it wasn’t fair, but he couldn’t help it when you spent the rest of the day ignoring him, acting like he didn’t even exist, and it was killing him.

It got so much worse for him around lunchtime, his table was facing you, and his throat tightened, a lump forming at the fact that you didn’t even glance at him, not even turning your head toward his direction.

Eddie was fidgeting in his seat, he was itching to run over to your side, scream at the top of his lungs that you were his girlfriend, and kiss you, right in front of the entire school.

It was killing him, not being able to show you how much he fucking loved you. And his mind was now swirling with the idea that you finally realized how much of a loser he was, or that you finally realized how he didn’t deserve you, not in the slightest bit.

After one fucking conversation he had managed to push you away, and possibly manage to ruin one good fucking thing in his life, and he wanted to bang his head against the table while yelling out idiotidiotidiot!

Eddie knew he had to do something, as soon as possible, you were slipping away from his fingers, and he couldn’t handle losing you.

You were doing everything you can to avoid his gaze, no matter how much your head itched to cock in his direction.

Trying your best to stay unbothered as you attempted to laugh genuinely at the cheesy jokes Andy was providing the table with.

And Eddie’s blood was boiling, you seriously didn’t mean to make him jealous, but it didn’t matter to him, you were acknowledging everyone and specifically Andy right now but him, and it made Eddie’s jaw clench uncontrollably.

The banter going on at the table was unknown to him, but it made your skin crawl as if Gareth was saying some stupid shit about you again as if the entire table was mocking you, it was cruel, or at least it felt cruel to you.

That’s when your throat tightened up, your mind foggy as you could barely focus on anything but the chatter going on at Eddie’s table.

The cafeteria noises were pounding in your head now, jock’s table filled with the obnoxious laugh of Jason Carver, and you could even hear Robin blabbing something to Steve somewhere behind you. It was all a blur to you by now.

It surely had nothing to do with you but your mind and anxiety were enough to convince you that Gareth was making fun of you at the table. That little voice in your head there to tell you all the worst possibilities.

You barely noticed Eddie’s body burning off with rage when you were so focused on trying to hear what Gareth was saying, it shouldn’t have bothered you this much, but knowing how close he was to Eddie and how much he hated you… maybe it meant something.

Maybe Gareth knew that you were not good enough for Eddie, maybe you deserved it.

Maybe Gareth was right, maybe you were not right for Eddie, maybe he deserved to be with someone who liked his stupid D&D game, someone who didn’t conform, someone who wasn’t a coward, maybe someone who wasn’t a—

“Hey…”

“You okay?” Chrissy’s concerning voice caused your train of thought to disappear, at least pushing it back into your subconscious until you were ready to face your problems again.

“Mhmm,” You were quick to flash her with a smile, it wasn’t genuine and she probably knew it wasn’t genuine but, she stood silent as she didn’t want to put you on blast in front of everyone, giving you a tight-lipped smile and a reassuring squeeze in your arm, and you invited it in, cold demeanor changing within seconds.

And Eddie could sense it now, sitting across you, leaning in his chair like a storm isn’t brewing in his head, eyeing you carefully.

You slowly readjusted yourself, eyes quickly stealing a glance from Eddie’s table–but never at him.

And if he wasn’t watching he would’ve missed it, but he didn’t—hope inside of him blossoming like never before.

He was fidgeting to get out of his seat, run over to you, hands itching to hold you again, never to let go this time.

Your quick glance, instead of resulting in Eddie’s attention, brought Gareth’s unwarranted attention to you.

You felt uncomfortable in your seat now, you knew now your anxiety about him talking awfully about you to Eddie would be true now.

“She’s such a spoiled brat,” Gareth blurted out.

“Who are you talking about?” Jeff asked mindlessly, hands dipped into the fries he had been munching on.

“That stupid cheerleader,” Eddie’s head snapped at the mention of that, surely Gareth didn’t mean—Oh.

It was as if the rage building in within Eddie had snapped within seconds, thoughts in his head swirling, blaming Gareth for the fight.

“Watch it,” Eddie’s voice spoke before he turned his attention to Gareth, the table immediately quitening down.

“Excuse me?” Gareth questioned, taken aback, before Eddie cocked his head in his direction.

“Don’t fuckin’ talk about her,” His teeth were gritted, and your ears perked up at the rise in Eddie’s voice.

“The fuck are you on about?” Gareth replied back, the tension in the table was rising and Dustin was fidgeting im his seat by now.

“I’m telling you to keep your mouth shut when it comes to her, is that clear?” Eddie bounced from his seat, so quickly that he didn’t realize the entire cafeteria staring at him, including you.

Gareth gave him a confused chuckle, “I’m sorry?”

“Are you defending a cheerleader now or what? Have you forgotten how awful they have been to us?” He raised a brow.

“She didn’t do anything,” Eddie defended you like his life depended on it, he couldn’t believe how stupid he was being, for caring about Gareth’s half-witted input on you, like he ever actually had a conversation with you other than throwing insults to your way under his breath.

“So leave her alone,” It was more like a threat than anything else, and your heart skipped a beat when you saw the scene, Eddie not noticing your gaze, blinded by the rage.

Eddie was barely hanging by a thread, the way he leaned over the table eyes bulging out as he stood over Gareth, everyone could sense it.

A loud whoo’s from the jock’s table caused you to huff, before you knew it, Jason Carver was involved.

“Trouble in paradise?” He shouted, followed by the obnoxious laughter of his followers, they called Eddie the leader of a satanic cult but by the looks of it, Jason and his stupid little jocks fit the description more.

“Oh, shut it, Carver,” Your mouth opened before your mind could process it, heads turned toward you and you were afraid to look back up now.

The laughter from Jason’s table had died down, and you could feel plenty of eyes on you, but what mattered the most, you could feel Eddie’s burning gaze on you, the storm in his mind calming down with your tone.

Before you knew it everyone went into something else, Chrissy was quick to start a conversation and you could see from the corner of your eye that Dustin had probably took on the same job, spewing nonsense until the tension deviated.

Eddie had slumped into his seat now, thighs spread wide open while his leg fidgeted, his anger had dissipated—eyes trained on you again, it was so obvious now, even Chrissy was nudging you.

The conversation at the table was no longer interesting, he didn’t even attempt to care if Gareth was okay, you stood up to him in front of the entire school, so mindlessly that Eddie felt like a coward.

Guilt ran through his veins quicker than it intended to, Eddie knew he has been acting like an idiot, but you had opened his eyes further.

He knew he had to talk to you.

And once he saw you leaving the cafeteria alone, he knew it was now or never.

He barely waited right after you left, ignoring the voices from the table calling out for him as he waved them off, mumbling incoherently about how he had to take care of something.

You stopped when you heard his weighted footsteps, jogging after you as he called your name.

You were afraid to turn around, afraid to ask him what had happened that made him lash out at Gareth like that.

“I’m sorry,” were the first words that slipped past his almost trembling lips, his honey-brown eyes mellow.

“I said some really stupid things I shouldn’t have said,” were the words that followed, you could tell he meant it, ragged breath escaping with each word, he was nervous.

Your heart tightened in your chest, unable to open your mouth, you stared at him like a deer caught in headlights.

“I—I don’t need you to say anything,” He breathed again, and it’s not like you could get any words out now, they all died down in your throat.

“I just need you to trust me,” He murmured, calloused hands coming in contact with your shoulders as he held you steady, your legs feeling like jelly when he looked at you like that.

“W—with what?” You didn’t mean to stutter, but you couldn’t help it when he was standing this close to you, it didn’t matter if you had been dating for the last four months, you could tell something in him had changed, with the way he held you in public, your mind getting excited about the possibilities.

“I’m gonna fix this,” He pointed between the two of you, almost mimicking you from before.

“I’ll pick you up at 7, does that sound okay?” He gave you a warm smile, teeth flashing and dimples forming on the right side of his cheek, making you giggle immediately.

“O–okay,” You didn’t mean to sound so excited–almost desperate, but you could feel your insides twist with hope with each of his words, breaking down the guards you spent building up all these years.

He gave you a sloppy kiss on your cheek, his smile never wearing off, “See you after school, yea?” You nodded quickly, heat rising up on your cheeks.

By the time Eddie picked you up by your house, your chest tightened, the whole ride was more silent than usual, the stereo Eddie usually blasted now stayed as a background noise as you fidgeted in your seat.

“Are you ever gonna tell me where we are going? Or at least what we’re gonna do?” You asked curiously, head cocking to his side.

“So impatient,” He mocked, hands drumming on the steering wheel before he flashed you a smile.

“We’re almost there,” He announced, and the roads were becoming all too familiar to you now.

“Are we going to the trailer?” You asked excitedly, and Eddie threw you a look.

“You do know what surprises mean, don’t you?” He raised his brows and flashed a teasing smile, his eyes dancing with amusement.

You huffed playfully, crossing your arms against your chest.

“You do realize how cute you look when you get all mad like that?”

"Oh, stop it," you stammered, covering your face slightly with your hands, attempting to hide your embarrassment and the smile that threatened to betray you.

Eddie flashed a toothy-grin, dimples ever so present, you couldn't tear your eyes away from him, even if you wanted to.

Gaze lingered on his features longingly, as if trying to capture every detail in your memory. “Thank you for today,” He murmured, almost embarrassed, looking out on the road as his hands got clammy on the steering wheel.

You know exactly what he was thanking you for, but you still threw him a puzzled look.

“For standing up to Carver like that,” He adds, clearing his throat,

“I doubt you realize it Eddie but—”

“I think I’d pretty much do anything for you,” The words blurted out before you could process them, brain jumbled from everything that happened today.

A soft smile curved his lips as he watched you, eyes tracing every contour of your face with awe.

The rest of the ride was silent, as you kept your promise to not spoil the surprise, mind filled with various ideas as Eddie finally pulled up to his trailer.

"So... will you tell me the surprise now?" You asked, smile etching on your face as Eddie gave you a breathy laugh.

"Such an impatient baby, huh?" He mocked, nudging your shoulder playfully, his eyes sparkling with mirth.

As you caught up to him, he couldn't help but reach out to brush your hand with his fingertips, a subtle gesture of affection.

When he finally intertwined them, your heart raced, possibilities of whatever the surprise was overwhelming you as your palms grew sweaty with anxiety when you faced the daunting door to Eddie's trailer.

Eddie's fingers gripped the doorknob tightly, with a twist of the key in his hands, the lock mechanism turned, and he pushed the door open, revealing loud chattering coming from the room.

You got startled when Eddie fully opened the door, almost squealing when you saw all of the Hellfire Club squeezed into the living room, your eyes widening at Eddie's surprise.

It was silent before Gareth spoke up, “What kind of a sick joke is this supposed to be?” He chuckled bitterly, Eddie felt hot-blooded again.

“Is this why you defended her during lunch?” He chuckled, and your eyes widened at the revelation—so, that's why Eddie lashed out at lunch.

"Unfuckinbelievable," Gareth scoffed.

Eddie's jaw tightened, the muscles flexing with the strain of suppressing the overwhelming urge to lash out. “What the hell are you doing? Please tell me this is a new joke of yours called ‘I’m fucking the spoiled brat cheerleader to spite the jocks’.” Gareth spoke up, and turned around to Jeff and others for approval, but the rest of the guys just stood silent, he had crossed the line and everyone could sense it.

Your face soured at his comment, and you could feel Eddie’s grip on your hand tightened, he was getting fired up. “Goodbye, Gareth.” Eddie spoke calmly, much to your and everyone else’s surprise. Every movement he made was rigid, calculated, as if trying to contain the tempest of rage threatening to consume him.

Gareth turned to Eddie baffled, “What?” He scoffed, and Eddie gave a breathy chuckle before straightening up to collect himself. “Get out of my house.” Eddie spat with rage inside of him.

“You have a problem with, her, you leave.” You looked up at him softly as you gently squeezed his hand to let him know that it was okay, he didn’t need to make a scene, and he softened with your touch.

“Actually, if you have a problem with Y/N, you’re pretty much dead to me so just like…” He mocked a thinking face, “Evaporate or something, I don’t know.” A sarcastic smirk was plastered onto his lips now.

Everyone stood silent, causing Eddie to huff.

“That’s kind of a general invitation, if you don’t like my girlfriend then… just start heading toward the rectangle with the knob.” A wide smile spread across your face at him calling you 'his girlfriend', you leaned towards him almost, eager to soak in every word.

“Fuck you, Eddie,” Gareth spat out, Eddie rolled his tongue inside of his cheek at the comment, it looked like Gareth wasn't just going to go away silently, and Eddie wasn't sure if he could hold off the storm brewing inside of him if Gareth dared to talk about you again.

“Selling off your friends for a cheer slut—”

THUMP!

The sound that resonated in your ears before Gareth laid on the ground beneath you, it happened all so fast, Eddie's veins pulsating with the surging rage before his fists collided with Gareth's cheek.

Your mouth hung open, words trapped in your throat as your voice failed you in the face of disbelief.

Eddie cowered over him, the rest of the guys standing in shock as they tried to hold him back, they didn't need to, Eddie was done with Gareth.

“I told you to not fuckin' speak about her, was that not clear?” He spat out his words with seething anger. Gareth looked back at him with a groan.

“Then let this be a lesson for you.” He sneered.

It was all blurry, Gareth still groaning and mumbling under his breath as he left without a goodbye, the rest of the guys apologizing as they took care of Gareth, congratulating the two of you before he left to probably get that poor boy some ice.

“Well... I'd say that went pretty well?” A mischievous glint sparkled in his eyes, and you giggled at Eddie's inability to defuse the tension in the room.

“'M so sorry...” You straightened your posture, lifting your head to meet Eddie's soft gaze.

“Are you kidding?” He asked, eyes glinting with admiration.

“I don't care about him,” He scoffed.

“He doesn't fucking get to talk about you like that, and he doesn't deserve to be in my life,” His firm stance and unwavering eye contact were signaling you that he meant every word he was saying, he got sick of Gareth's shit, that's why this had happened, not because of you.

“You have nothing to be sorry about, honey,” He muttered, pressing soft kisses into your hair, he was trying to relieve you of your guilt, telling you that this was all on Gareth.

He leaned slightly forward, subtly closing the distance between you and him. “Now see,” He muttered, “Why can't it just be like this?” He couldn't help but reach out to gently brush a strand of hair away from your face, his touch tender as his fingers ached to touch you.

“Why do other people in the world have to exist, huh?” Every time he spoke to you, his voice took on a softer, almost more mellow tone, as if he was savoring the words to speak to you on his lips.

Your head tilted slightly with a giggle, eager to absorb every word he uttered. Each touch, each gaze you shared, sent an unwavering contentment through his entire being, more than you realized.

#eddie munson x reader #eddie munson oneshot #eddie munson smut #eddie munson angst #eddie munson fanfic #eddie munson x you #eddie munson x y/n #eddie munson imagines #stranger things #stranger things imagines #eddie munson x taylor swift #eddie munson x cheerleader!reader

[am-i-the-asshole-official]

aita for not inviting a friend of mine into my dnd campaign?

so i (18nb) have a friend (18nb, Martin) who i play in a main dnd campaign with with all our other friends (Ill name them Dan, Virgil, Mark, and Ray). Dan is our DM after we kicked out the old one bc she was horrible. We're a pretty close group of friends, but lately we've all been really busy with respective school & work, ect. so we didnt play dnd for a solid, like,, 4 months. I DMed a one shot for everyone besides Ray cause she was flaky anyway, and added in my boyfriend Zeke for it.

Everyone had a really fun time w it and I loved everyones characters, especially Dan's. I watch a lot of dnd shows, so i just keep getting more ideas- but while the one shot was fun it was messy as hell. Ive been wanting to write a campaign for a smaller group for a while, (because when i tried making a campaign with the whole group the character creations were... disappointing to say the least. this sounds mean but i created a fairy world that was very magical & told everyone to go crazy on character creation in a world with few/no humans, and like 5/6 people opted to be a human with a fighting class :/ )

ive been writing a campaign that im really proud of and have a good vision for, and decided to include Mark (because we're best friends) Zeke (because he wants to play dnd more and has no opportunities) Dan (bc he never gets to be a player) and then another close friend of mine outside the group named Gabe (who i love but never get to see) I love their characters & we're all super excited.

Thing is. I was briefly talking with Dan, Zeke and Mark about it at school bc I'd sent everyone a little intro message for the world and they were all super excited and wanted to talk to me about their classes. Virgil had no problem with this and was excitedly asking abt the world + characters along with some other friends from school, but Martin got quiet and went and sat by himself. I could tell they were off, but Martin is generally a quiet person anyway and is often sad + doesnt want to talk for like a hundred different reasons, so i left her alone. Later that day in a different class I have with Virgil he showed me his phone where Martin had sent him a message saying she was really disappointed & felt left out that i hadnt invited them to my campaign.

i instantly felt bad and started to text him, but,,,, to be honest, i dont think im at all responsible for this.

i have reasons for leaving Martin out, the main one being that they just..... arent a very active player. Hes soft spoken and doesnt actually like rping their characters- her character in our main campaign is/was literally mute bc they said they didnt want to have to speak as him. (theyve since taken this back and went through with a curse breaking thing to be able to speak, but her character,,, still doesnt talk much.) he writes really good, sad backstories but doesnt actually play or do anything with them and gets uncomfortable acting. Their characters are not only emotional, but like. crazy. they play a bunch of cool tieflings with insane magic classes & features and then, again,,,, dont roleplay them. I didnt want the group to be big and had a good reason for including everyone that i did, and our other friends that arent in it (Virgil, Ray who is Martins sister btw, all our other d&d interested friends at school) literally dont mind at all. i just wrote a campaign that theyre not in. Martin also has their feelings hurt very easily, so to be honest i just find her being sad about not being in it just... stupid. id never say that to his face & i get that he feels bad, but like....cmon.

im aware im a very very incredibly low empathy person- to be honest i struggle with depression and bpd very heavily and am often mean to my friends & loved ones without really processing why or how much it affects them. i told Virgil that i thought Martins reaction was stupid, and he said that that wasnt fair bc Martin had always been in my campaigns before (which is, yknow, one. Martin and I were even in a campaign with a completely different group a while back and Martin willingly left it very early because the group was loud & their character wasnt doing anything (yeah)). Every time Martins expressed (or i guess not expressed) sorrow for not being invited to it ive just sort of ignored them. this again isnt that uncommon cuz when shes sad he doesnt like to talk about it, and also they havent directly confronted me with this at all.

ive been talking about the campaign a lot because it occupies frankly a lot of my brain because i have so much to write, and i especially talk to the people that arent in it bc theres no risk of slipping up and telling them something they arent supposed to know. The other friend, Gabe, is friends with Zeke and Mark and I, and Dan is good around new people,, but Martins really quiet around people he doesnt know well, so if i invited her anyway they'd probably play the game even less than they already do.

again, im really bad at having an actual perspecitve on this. Virgil said he feels bad for Martin but not for himself, as far as i know Dan doesnt know about the situation, and i literally just dont wanna involve Mark and Zeke (Zeke HATES conflict and when people fight so he really doesnt have to be involved.) Mark Martin and I have all been really close friends since literally 7th grade and I guess Martin especially feels left out that I involved Mark and not them but Marks both really good at character creation and also talking in character, and like, hes my best friend who i do everything with.

I dont wanna blow off Martins emotions but but i truly dont give a shit that they feel betrayed by my not inviting him. especially because they havent bothered actually telling me this. objectively i dont think its my fault even a little, and Martin is really horrible at handling their emotions anyway (this isnt an insult, just a fact. i am too). aita for not inviting him + not caring that shes upset by it and acting like they arent?

sorry this is so long i really like providing context

What are these acronyms?

#aita #am i the asshole

[ardourie]

stuff like this makes it so unenjoyable to even exist on here like i refuse to leave bc yall always run black people off of here it’s why black tumblr is barely existent now but it just feels so alienating seeing literal online lynch mob behavior bc a white woman lied about what a black person supposedly did to her / another white person, like i fr cannot even put into words how upsetting it is, she says i started a death threat harassment campaign, i say i didnt, but despite her having no proof, and me having proof that she lied, she gets trusted bc yall donot value or believe black people, my crime in this entire thing was saying “as a homestuck fan it hurts seeing ppl dismiss the antiblackness the comic contributed to” and ppl immediately ran around sending ask saying i wanted every trans homestuck fan to die, and you believed it, you didn’t even bother to check, when checking and showing proof would’ve been beneficial to you, but no, im a crazy evil black person and im out to get you and thats why i deserve to be laser focused on as the aggressor despite never calling or wishing for anyones death, im the one who started it all on a post i never touched, im the one to blame when you completely side stepped the ppl actually doing it on that poll to come after me for saying “i wish you all treated antiblackness more seriously” it is so fucking exhausting being a black person who doesn’t want to be stepped on

[cookierunauprompts]

https://www.tumblr.com/cookierunauprompts/741012613726633984/great-now-i-cant-help-but-think-of-one-dnd-au?source=share same anon!

Yes kingdoms and cookies! Aaaaaaalso I think white lily and dark enchantress would be separate in this because of well...spoilers below and marked where spoilers are. but idea basically is like for the specific prompt if you want it...well got two prompts and idk which one you'd wanna do first so I'll list them both (also forgot to mention...imagine it being a big dnd club and the characters who arent in that specific part of the campaign like in the beast yeast chapter, when the other ancients arent with pure vanilla, they are gathered around the table to watch and eat snacks and basically be giving advice....oooor for the cookies who decided to watch to try to be the devil on someone's shoulder "hey, you should try blank!"):

Potential prompt 1: the session where y/n is like "ok guys! Today, shadow milk will be joining us and he already got his character sheet...and he wrote himself as...very crazy, which isn't surprising since he is crazy himself! Sooooo this should be fun!"

Potential prompt 2: the session of the final battle...the prologue to the campaign aaaaand maybe when golden cheese rolls her nat one...curious who would laugh buuuut I bet gingerbrave at the table might be like "OH MY WITCHES, GOLDEN CHEESE IM SO SORRY!!!"

Keep reading if you want spoilers:

Ok, I warned ya!

The fact that later on in the story, it is revealed that somehow white lily cookie and dark enchantress cookie are two separate people...surprising, I know!

Requested Prompts #37 - ✦

" Alright everyone, that brings us to the end of the Dark Flour War." You say, glancing around the table at the cookies gathered. A collective sigh of relief swept through them, it had been a rough session, that was for sure. " Now then," You say, clasping your hands together. " I'd like you all to roll for the status of your kingdoms, just a plain d20, aight?" " But what about me?" White Lily Cookie speaks up, ah, right, technically she didn't have a kingdom of her own. Then again, the two of you did have something planned. " Uh... Roll for your own safety." You advised, and you could soon hear the clatter of dice upon the table. " Natural Twenty! Woohoo!" You could hear Hollyberry Cookie cheer, and you gave her a small applause for what was her first and only nat20 of the session. She'd gotten close with some 19's, but no twenties. " Alright, that leaves the Hollyberry Kingdom with pretty mild, yet very fixable damages. Very few died to the flames of the war, and it's overall decent." You explain, referencing your small chart that you had prepped for a moment before looking back up. " Who wants to say their roll next?" " I will." Dark Cacao spoke up, taking a moment to glance down at his roll. " ...Fourteen. Is that good?" " It's good enough," You begin, checking your chart. " There are some decent damages, nothing too broken though considering your kingdom's defenses, and some casualties. But overall the Dark Cacao Kingdom should be able to bounce back." Dark Cacao gave a nod of approval, meanwhile Pure Vanilla Cookie was next to speak. " I got a ten, how well off is the Vanilla Kingdom?" He asked, you could just sense the nervousness in his voice. Though all of you knew that it wouldn't be doing any good considering that the final battle took place there. " Hm... Well, after the war; The Vanilla Kingdom is mostly destroyed and abandoned... Though a lot of the citizens were able to escape via airship." You explain, catching sight of Pure Vanilla's expression melting into some form of relief. Even though it was just a game of Kingdoms and Cookies, it couldn't help but feel real to a degree. That's just how good of a dungeon master you are! " Um.. I got a five." White Lily then speaks up, and you already know your response. " Comatose in a glass coffin over at the Faerie Kingdom." You say almost immediately before turning your attention to Golden Cheese Cookie, who was staring at her dice rather intensely. " Golden Cheese Cookie? How about you?" Golden Cheese Cookie didn't respond, simply just staring down at her dice, what she rolled, dumbfoundedly. The staring continued for a moment before Golden Cheese slumped on the table, head in her hands. " ... natural one." She whispered as quiet as a mouse. " I'm sorry, what did you say?" You asked, not having quite heard her. " I got a natural one..." Golden Cheese admitted, and now you felt sorry for what you were about to tell her. " Oh, I'm very sorry for your loss." You begin, " The Golden Cheese Kingdom... For as far as you know, is completely destroyed. It's people, your friends there, your treasures. All of them... are gone." Golden Cheese Cookie looked devastated beyond words, meanwhile Dark Cacao Cookie offered some comfort in the for of a few pats on the back. Due to the fact that he was the closest to Golden Cheese in their positions on the table.

#cookie run #cookie run kingdom #cookie run au #crk #cr kingdom #cookie run au prompts #pure vanilla cookie #white lily cookie #hollyberry cookie #dark cacao cookie #golden cheese cookie #a prompt that DOESN'T have Shadow Milk in it?? I must be insane/lh #also first prompt in February for me! yay!

[bidoofenergy]

let's ditch the dance floor extras

a list of things i decided for the au of my costume party fic that i didn't have room to include:

the life series is a series of murder mystery parties because i organized one for a club i was in. please picture jimmy answering questions in a "spooky" voice. scott was the killer at the second party, which was when they were still dating. it was an awkward ride home.

HCU = hermitcraft university

ESU = empires smp university

jimmy and grian's old high school = evo smp

empires seasons are d&d campaigns. jimmy played the codfather, a water genasi druid, and the sheriff, a warforged paladin. if i think about anyone else i will go crazy and write a d&d!au

yes there were less than 26 people at the party and jimmy still only got one option. everyone else got multiple options. grian just likes fucking with jimmy

mumbo, grian, and scar are dating. mumscarian supremacy <3

jimmy is a little in love with his ex (scott) because every gay person at college that i know is.

they had a fairly clean breakup and they're friends again now. scott looks out for jimmy because he's basically adopted jimmy as his personal meow meow

grian is an HCU campus cryptid and regularly featured on the school's reddit page

scar is the only one i had multiple costume ideas for: mike wazowski (as suggested by @quaranmine ), a zookeeper, or jellie

tango's boots are steel-toed and he got them for an internship, because im an engineering intern rn and i love my steel-toe boots they're such stompers and i Will be wearing them in normal life

every time grian throws a party, tango, etho, and impulse (computer or electrical engineers) mess with grian's TV or wifi to fuck with mumbo (computer engineering)

jimmy's a lightweight and likes drinks that taste like juice because he's just like me fr

grian's balcony is Like That because my old apartment balcony was like that. my roommate called me to call me out for it lol

tango's boardgame is, of course, Decked Out

joel says he chose "etho stan" as a costume to fuck with bdubs. lizzie says it's because he has a crush on etho. they're both right.

grian let him get away with it because either he and bdubs would fight or he and etho would make a move. free entertainment

the "kicked dog expression" line is because it's worked before. joel has such a soft-spot for jimmy. it's the older brother instinct

this is such a self-indulgent au but if you like it or have any requests, my ask box is open 🤲🏽

#trafficshipping #empires smp #hermitcraft #double life smp #double life #team rancher #my fic #i have so many mumscarian thoughts for this au .. #long post #? #my post yesterday got two (2) likes so here we go #lddf-verse

[copepods]

9,12,15,18 for the ask game

9. what is your opinion on five pebbles (character)

ummmmmr well im crazy about him to put it mildly. i love tragedy i love that dumb ass ouroboros of a computer hes so important to me i love watching him slowly die in an extremely painful way

12. which echo is your favorite?

i mean undergrowth echo "this moment, right here! it is where we are meant to be" based and appreciationpilled but honestly all the saint echo monologues are so fucking good. "all for a heap of rusted metal steeped in a puddle of frozen water" "were we the tenth civilization, or the thousandth?" AAAAUUUUUUGGH

15. which achievement is your favorite?

i like The Journey just bc i like seeing the art of pebbles thats my little guyyyy

18. how did the ending make you feel?

saint campaign ending literally gives me shrimp emotions i dont even know how to describe it. ouuuuuuuhhhgh cycles.... oudyghjghhhgh

#asks #anon

[heyharoldsboo]

Hey everyone, Im gonna assume mama duckling has been getting some very depressive asks lately. Where is Percy, why is Percy not posting, we need to see Percy?!

I understand all of you so much. He has remained silent and as we have discussed many times why, that was the right choice. But I know probably everyone would like a bigger sign of life and would like for him to go out there and pretend like nothing happened. I too think its time for him to "rip off the bandaid" as we speak and face the music. But the truth is that no matter what we believe, what matters is what he feels.

Let me put it into a list for everyone to see. This boy has : been the victim of an online smear campaign, got called a rapist a pedo and a groomer when we all not know he is not one, got made fun of for his appearance. Nude pictures from when he was a legit child, 13 years old, leaked and were shared online and people made fun of his body... he became a victim of sexual abuse himself, do you all realize how messed up that is? people (in the hundreds probably) send him message to kill myself, how his mother should have aborted him and how he is a waste of space and should die. His entire social media likes and history got microanalyzed, so many things he has said or done got twisted into horrible things. His friends and family got harassed. There were petitions to get him fired. Did I miss something? I missed a lot I'm sure.

It has been 3 months, thats it!!!! Some people need a lifetime of therapy to get over what I just listed. Think about it, how would you feel if it happened to you? Would you be ready to face the world so soon? From experience, he has had it rough mental heath wise, no way around it! But slowly, it gets better. What he needs now is support from his fans, friends and patience. GIVE HIM TIME! wtv time he needs. Please dont loose hope and dont be negative. The wait will be worth it, I am sure of it.

And as for duck mom, please don't flood her asks anymore with negativity. Send in positive messages. Im sure she has her own life, work, family, problems to deal with. She's human like all of us! But she's still here supporting Percy whenever and however she can, probably more than any of us do. So be kind to her please, she has done so much! Stop with the gloomy depressive asks and also the asks about Percy's personal stuff. I think its pretty obvious none of his defenders are in the business of spilling his personal info that they most probably don't even know.

be kind and positive everyone please! This will be over at one point and there are many great days ahead! trust that please!

And thanks Ana for all you do xox

Percy is who is important in this story. How he is feeling and how we can better support him. Not us.

We all miss him like crazy because he CHOSE to share his life with us before.

Let’s celebrate him. Show him the love. It’s what I have been trying to do.

And yeah, I’m not in the business of spilling his info. I have shown this day after day here, that if somehow I have information, it won’t leave my hands. It’s a promise I make to everyone who comes to my inbox messages, to every anon that asks me not to share. And it wouldn’t be different with Percy.

So yeah. Thank you duckling. Truly, thank you for your words.

#heyharoldsboo talks #percy is innocent #i stand with percy

[hikari-ni-naritai]

any lia thoughts recently, if i may ask?

lia thoughts eh? lia thoughts are in a weird place where so much of her lore is tied up in ongoing/theoretical ttrpg campaigns that i cant like. get Into It really. since none of it's set in stone.

but yknow. over the course of the game im running where she's a major npc, she's been kind of learning about trusting people and caring about them in a real way beyond intellectual curiosity or convenience. gaining an appreciation for like, the concept of family, in a way. people who love you. and i wonder what that will do to her, since her family's long dead. she wasnt particularly close with her moms, they were kinda your typical snooty elf nobility. but she had an older sister. they werent close either, but i feel like the feelings involved were different. her sister probably saw her as a weird little girl, but i think lia probably looked up to her as a kid. i dont have any idea what their relationship was like, but i think id like to find out. there's something very sad to me about realising 200 years too late that maybe your family meant something to you, and maybe you shouldve gone back home to say goodbye before she died. and its too late, yknow? true resurrection only works for 200 years after death, and only if they didnt die of old age. lia went wizard crazy and started seeking immortality, but her sister probably didnt. she died while lia was off gallivanting in some far-flung universe (read: panicking and desperately searching for the source of all magic, this wouldve been a few hundred years into her stranding in my campaign world), and by the time she realises she might want to reconnect, it's too late. she spent a thousand years looking for power but it can't help.

i think, after all's said and done on this world, she might go home for the first time since she left. leave some nice flowers on her sister's grave. if elves have graves, i dunno. but i think she'll want to pay her respects in whatever way's appropriate. mourn something other than herself, for once in her life.

#liaposting

[valkavavaart]

hello Vivi. tell me more about your Chicken :)

omg crazy you would ask heres my chicken (rambling below cut)

ok so they were designed for a d&d campaign that i wound up not doing but i'm working them into being a normal oc now @_@

they r from this like little farmland village built around this huuuuuge church in the middle of nowhere on an extremely isolated island and its lowkey like culty but dw about that. it’s a very small town, so everyone knows each other and have very tight knit relations. there’s probably also an energy of like “if u say anything bad that we dont agree with then ur gonna be ostracized so bad and ur life is basically over”

chicken is the eldest of like six siblings who theyve been basically raising since he himself was a kid, as well as chicken undergoing knight training at the same time! bro is very responsible. bro needs a vacation. they're like super caught up on the idea of being "worthy" to their parents and making their family proud, but chicken's family as a whole. don't really care about chicken. and probably never will but chicken doesn't know that so erm erm yeah

theyre also like a little egotistical and talk like a freak (these are from an in-character questionnaire for the campaign)

thumbs up

IN TERMS of current oc world placement, i'm just kind of dropping them into my fantasy world rn until further notice. they're linked to my bf's snake oc, who they're just kind of following around right now? i don't have too much set for what theyre up to rn tbh. chicken is a travelling knight :^) im thinking catastrophe hit their village and now theyre homeless but idk yet i'll get back to u on that

THEY ARE my little beast. theyre constantly like smiling and they got no light in their eyes and they dont see anything wrong w how they were trained bc they are just kind of like "hell yeah!! justice!!!" (lowkey inspired by don limbus...)

um um im bad at dumping abt my ocs. theyre just a little guy to me. thanks

#oc #chicken #snake #<- cause they were mentioned ...

[nervousgardenerkid]

i’m rewatching america’s next top model because….uhhh….because im a simp for men and women alike—

and i’ve realized a lot of photographers are models before becoming photographers which is sick as hell but i feel like in a model au that’s the equivalent of steve’s character development, going from model to photographer. like maybe billy, a new upstart model, signs with the same agency as everyone in hawkins and lands the most important campaign in an editorial magazine that steve was basically guaranteed until he came along and he decides to leave modeling behind and start working behind the camera and at first people think he’s crazy for doing so but he’s actually really good and it and it’s his true passion.

maybe either him with a photographer reader who shows him the ropes of photography or him with a model reader where the two kind of slowly fall in love with each photo shoot? like model reader kind of starts on the lower end and since steve is a newer photograph he does too but they slowly both progress in their careers and form a connection through the photos he takes of them until they get the courage to ask eachother out?

thank you my love /p

say click!

a/n: i'm not too sure how to feel about this,,,it's like i saw the vision but i lost it half way😭the lack of sleep may be getting to me and the fact all of my attention is on part two of the other woman😭 but i hope you like it!! 🥺🫶🏽 credit to the gif owner!

i decided to make this a modern!steve au cause can you IMAGINE the interviews AND HIS INSTA FEED IS LITERALLY JUST YOU

okay so i'm seeing the vision on how y'all met,,

this was your first big shoot and to say you were nervous was an understatement. you knew only big names got to be on the cover of vogue, so when your agent gave you a call saying they wanted you you freaked the fuck out.

the heels of your shoes clicked against the floor as you held up the red dress that was made especially for you. your makeup artist ran in front of you trying to finish the last of your makeup, your hairstylist not too far behind making sure not a hair was out of place.

“do i look okay?” you asked in a shaky voice. “god i feel like i'm gonna throw up, im so nervous.”

your agent reassured you that you looked fine, perfect even! you nodded your head and took a deep breath.

“do you know who my photographer is?”

“steve harrington.”

your jaw dropped. “THE steve harrington?!”

your agent began fanning you, she knew when you got nervous enough your body temperature ran hotter than usual.

“it's okay! he's a sweetheart!”

steve poked his head out of the studio and smiled at you.

“hi! you must be my model for today.” he greeted with a sweet smile.

lord have mercy he is gorgeous. you thought to yourself. once the introductions are over he starts taking pictures of you, a blush rising to his cheek when he has you post a little suggestively. it's not until he has you lay on the floor belly up your head tilted up a bit he feels something different.

“okay can we get a little laugh out of you?” he asked. you let out a laugh and he tsked.

“no darling, i'm gonna need a real laugh out of you.” he said, crossing his arms.

he feels a chuckle rise out of him before he clears his throat and pulls out his phone.

“so,” he starts off. “in high school i had this job at an ice cream shop called scoops ahoy right?”

you nodded your head.

he let out a sigh knowing he would regret this the moment she showed you. he flipped his phone around and you couldn't help but let out a laugh at the picture.

he had on a bright blue sailor uniform that of course came with a matching hat.

he ran to his camera taking as many photos of you laughing as he could. He felt his heart beating out of his chest as he took the camera off the stand admiring your beauty.

“can i see?” you asked while sitting up and hugging your legs.

“stay like that for me real quick!” he said dropping to his knees and getting a few shots of you.

“gosh, you have to be the most perfect model i've ever seen, everything you do is so beautiful.” he mumbled from behind the camera. you blushed and put your hands on your cheeks trying to cover it, and of course he took pictures of that too.

“i think i just found my new muse.” he smiled while showing you his favorite picture of you. once the shoot was over he rushed over to your manager handing her his card saying if you ever needed another photographer he'll drop everything to take a few snaps of you. of course the rest is history.

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now let's get into that insta page of his. it's all you steve wasn’t joking when he said everything you do is beautiful. he has pictures of you eating, to you doing an actual photo shoot. of course there's some selfies he has with you, but he likes to keep those for himself. you got him all kinds of fucked up if you think he won't drop to the floor to get the perfect angle for you. steve has debated on getting two phones, one for pictures just for you, and the other for business purposes.

the amount of times you had to tell him not to get two phones is insane. paparazzi has so many pictures of the both of you, the media always loving how steve is always in awe of you. you swear steve had to have been a model before cause the amount of off guard pictures he looks good in is insane.

“you SWEAR you've never been a model?” you ask while kissing his cheek.

“i pinky promise babe- hey!” he shouted when he was greeted with the flash of a light from your phone. you smile at the picture of him holding out his pinky to you, the smile on his face is small and the look in his eyes is full of love. you save the picture and make it your home screen before you toss your phone onto the couch and climb into his lap.

“you, steve harrington,” you mumble while leaning in for a kiss. “are a liar.”

#i feel meh about this #like it's cute #pero could be better :( #steve harrington blurb #steve harrington stranger things #steve harrington fluff #steve harrington imagine #steve harrington x reader #stranger things imagine #stranger things x reader

[lin-lizzie]

I JUST LISTENED TO THE EPISODE OF TFTSD WHERE YOU'RE A CHARACTER THATS SO COOL!! ALSO WHO IS YOUR FAVORITE PC FROM EACH CAMPAIGN?? SORRY IM EXCITED :D

aaa it’s ok!!! I was sooooo excited hearing my name too LOL

as for favorite player characters… for campaign 1 Kyborg!!! He’s so goofy and silly and stupid, I honestly never expected to love him so much but omg before the Spectril brainrot i was CRAZY for Kyborg too. he’s just??? So???? HEHWHWHEHWHEHWHWHWHWHEEHWH

I think it’s also because of his whole arc in Armageddon plus his backstory… I love me a traumatized man/j

Im really struggling for the second campaign though… like ok can I be honest here? I love both campaigns, I really really do love the work the cast puts into each episode!!! But for some reason the second campaign hasn’t exactly… captured my full attention? I don’t know how to word or phrase this, but as funny and amazing and cool Groteth is… it hasn’t exactly drawn me in as much as the Infinight campaign did. I really don’t know what it is, like literally they still have the same humor, rp and y’know all that, but like… I don’t know ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

I really want to say though I am between Mathide and Chip, mainly cuz Chip is a tiefling rogue (assassin too) and omg I LOVOOVOVOEEEEEE that. He’s also very funny, and love how his wife is missing (I miss my wife tails. I miss her a lot.), but also Mathide is just… so relatable. LOL

I think I liked Duran and uhhhhhh what’s her name again? Barbara’s character in the mini campaign, the Euthagenia memes are taking over my head so I can’t remember her name…

I am also going to use this ask as an excuse to talk about my other favorite characters that are NOT player characters!

From the Infinight campaign, everyone that knows me or have seen my stuff SHOULD know who my favorite NPC is here. I love him so much!!! Spectril, just, AUAAUUAUAAUUAHHHH

however I would like to say that I LOVE all of the OG Infinights too! I sooooo wish we had more on Elleve and Grissly, sad the women get barely any screentime :( I also wanna know more about Fred and Elleve!!!

Back to Spectril though, there’s SO much I love about him. Not just design and voice (aka physical attraction) but literally he AUUAUAUAUGHHH

his whole little arc within Wight Winter? His introduction with his bust at the library? Just. I don’t know how to explain this without making this whole post about him. Maybe after this.

The mini campaign didn’t have many npcs… but I will say I absolutely LOVED the references to the main 4. (Well, 3. Idk if Gum Gum had one, I can’t hear for shit)

Campaign two should be a little obvious but omg I LOVE LIMBER LIZZIE. THEY ARE SO COOL. BADASS. YOU GO LIMBER LIZZIE. oh and uhhh what’s her name? Franceska? Robert’s wife also the Wolfman’s girlfriend?(/j) yeah she’s cool too

#tales from the stinky dragon #stinkydragonpod #stinky dragon pod #hehehehheehe Spectril brainrot #literally so sorry that took forever to respond 💀 I’m distracted with an ace attorney video

[secondhand-snow]

Your Lukas Matsson and your Jeryd Mencken are so exquisitely written. Both are so perverted and so perfectly Canon, that I find myself wanting to know everything that goes inside their heads, all of their secret motivations and their plans with their corresponding women. Like, what's going to happen with the married Mencken and his ATN lady friend, how is he caring and mean?Would he even consider making it public? What about his image and his campaign?And Matsonn and the youngest Roy? Did he started seeing her as a power play? Is he gonna hit on Shiv? He's so crazy, I love him. And the other Jeryd and the arranged marriage, does he love her? Or will he back out of the deal before Logan's 6 feet under? How did they even got together? Was he already divorced in this verse? Or he had never married? Too involved in climbing up to the top of the political ladder? So many questions...Gahhhh!!!

thank you so much!! i am so so happy you're enjoying my work and you find it so engaging!!

honestly all valid questions that have varying answers. lukas's fic is ongoing, so those q's will definitely be revealed in time! and agreed, im so in love w him too, he's our husband for real

my mencken works will probably end up getting part 2's or sequels, so hopefully those will satisfy your curiosity (whenever they end up getting released lol). also also, i really like to leave stuff up to audience perception!! like even if i think one way about it, that doesn't mean you can't have a different idea! but i will try to answer a few here for you now!

so for the mencken from a question, (a promise) i see him as being technically married and with his wife publicly, but that's the extent of their marriage. like they don't sleep in the same bed and they have zero intimacy, but in public they're the perfect american couple for his image. tbh i don't think mencken's wife would really care if she found out. mencken is also too concerned about his perception and his career to make their relationship public, maybe if he was in his second term as president and not worried about re election he would make it more open. to me, caring and mean is about both the sex and the relationship. jeryd is no bullshit and very straight forward, so i really feel like he can disregard feelings a lot in his relationships. but at the same time, he's also obsessive so he really cares about what his partner is doing, who they're talking to, what they're thinking, etc. mencken can fuck really rough and mean, degrading and pulling hair and spanking. or he can fuck really intimately and caring, overstimulating and making you beg and kissing you sloppily.

for arranged marriage mencken, i feel like he's divorced in this universe? or like officially still married but separated or in the process of getting a divorce. i think he met reader either through work with the roys or maybe at the future freedom summit (the conservative political conference in s3 e6). this mencken is still super into his political career like he is canonically, but is maybe a little more caring than other menckens i've written lol.

hope that answers some of what you asked, thanks again for the support!! ♡

#asks #succession #lukas matsson #jeryd mencken #snow's headcanons

[shadowtoons]

Hi shadowtoons!! im the anon who asked about what dnd is, So This time i kinda am interested in dnd but i dont know what version your dnd is since there are MANY dnd games, Also is it mobile? or a board game?

IF I DIE IN THIS GAME OF DECISION MAKING SINCE IM NOT GOOD AT DECISION MAKING IM GONNA CRY.

There are different types of DND.

The version I play is 5e, the campaign I play in is custom 5e, still the same but different from the original.

It's more of a meet up group game. Have friends in irl play it? Make a day where y'all come together and have the one person plays as Dungeon Master (they are the ones with the NPCs and help to tell evwdyones story along the way too), but you gotta make a character, class, subclass, and etc.

You roll for your stats see keep those numbers, but depending what class you choose, for example.

Bard stats, one you want is Charisma, Dexterity, and Constitution, what other three you have can pick however you want. (By the number you rolled, you take out the lowest number though from the 4d6 dices)

Jacc for example

His Charisma is a 19 while his Dex is a 20, reason he is a Bard and base on his race. Some race can add a plus 1 or two in the stats.

My meet up is online call roll 20, where you and friends can play DND on.

This game is based on your imagination as well, and it's an RP voice. You gotta act out how your character is, if you are the type who is shy and not the kind that talks, I would recommend practicing or playing with those you know.

Trust me on that, I acted out four characters in the Saturday campaign last time, I panicked really but still I was crazy enough to do it, and shocked my entire group. I am usually quiet, but I gotta step it up at times.

I am still learning more myself, but slowly I am getting the idea.

That is the thing as well, you need to think in the game, because if you do it wrongly, you could screw up for yourself and the team. Sure can have funny moments, but battles you gotta make sure you know what you are doing. (At least not to try to harm your team)

As well hope you know your math, because my god I hate math, but it's still fun.

#ask ShadowToons

[lindszeppelin]

to the stalkers on my blog, make sure you send over the entire post.

something has been brought to my attention and i cannot keep my mouth shut about this. i will not stand for molly to insult my intelligence on her gossip blog and start a lynch mob against me for something that is not even true to begin with.

the anon that came to me sometime ago who asked me if i wanted to know where she went to law school...as soon as i got that anon in my inbox i knew that person was attempting to bait me. i don't give a fuck about molly to want to know her personal information. hell i don't even know the personal information of my actual friends in the fandom besides basics lol. and while i might despise the scumbag that she is, i would never dox anybody. doxing is serious and has permanent after effects, and it can cause trauma. so knowing that this anon was trying to make me look a certain way and make me fall into their bear trap, i set up a bait for their bait on purpose. I wanted to know who that anon was so i could put them on blast to the community as a PSA. i didn't actually believe they had her personal information. im nearly 30 years old and have been around the internet for a long time, i wasn't born yesterday.

if that anon remotely knew personal information about any one of us and they were to dox someone, that is breaking the law and we do NOT need a person like that in this fandom. so i went to find the rat and lure them into my trap. well the coward came back to me on anon with a "nice try" response, so i obviously wasn't able to get them into a private message and figure out who the user was, which was my goal. and i knew how this would be perceived. but i have nothing to lose by being candid and honest about my genuine thought process. and like i said, no matter how much i dislike molly, i would never dox her as if im some disney channel villain.

as always, all that molly cares about is pointing the finger at me to her followers and inciting a lynch mob against me. and as for the other thing she said about me recently...i have been receiving dozens of anon messages all the time about the crazy things she says about austin and people on anon venting to me about her. but i delete them, and i have done for a hell of a long time. i can't even remember the last time i even mentioned molly by name as a response to someone's message, it must be months at this point. so you are incorrect when you tell your followers that i have started a hate campaign against you and talked about you for the last year. but hey, you basically have done the same to me on your blog, and you actually cannot keep my blog out of your mouth. so in your eyes it's okay to start drama because you're exempt from the backlash. got it.

you are not worth my time, the breath i have in my lungs, or the mental capacity to give a shit about anything you say or do. but when you try to go on your gossip blog and say that i purposefully tried to dox you, you're a fucking moron first of all, and as much as we hate eachother i would never put someone's life at risk like that. but i guess that is just simply out of the realm of possibility for you, because what other thread do you have to go on to hate me besides the fact that i think Austin and Kaia are not endgame? give me a break.

but circling back to one last thing i forgot to mention...after we had our issues with each other where i had to block you because you refused to do something as simple as have the common curtesy of making a separate austin tag so we didn't have to see kaia content in his main tag where you basically said "deal with it"...so many people came to me on anon sharing their experiences with you in the beginning of me turning on anons, and they came to me out of fear that you and your friends would bully them out of the fandom for daring to speak up against you. i am proud to have cultivated a purported safe space for people in the fandom to freely speak their mind and share stories free of judgement. i will never silence anybody for speaking about their personal stories of bullying and harassment. you got an issue, take it up with the many victims you have under your belt. you are not the innocent princess you like to try and portray yourself to be. and while nobody is perfect, there is no excuse for the shit you have put people through in this fandom. on here and on twitter.

that is my truth. whether you choose to take your blinders off and believe me and put this stupid shit aside is up to you. i am not holding my breath because your words are predictable. but i was not raised to be a narc, i was not raised to be a snitch, i was not raised with off-base morals where i would harm people for fun. i speak the truth and i have nothing to lose by being honest. but i was raised to stand up to bullies like you.

i know my intentions and i can sleep well at night knowing i was trying to do the right thing and expose a cockroach in the fandom. clearly that person still is a degenerate, and if they are your friend then you better be careful of who your friends are if they were willing to sell you out to me for shits and giggles. i know you will always believe that i was trying to actually dox you. and while i am not here to break bread with you, i was looking out for a fellow human being, regardless of what my feelings are for you.

oh and by the way, can you say that you ever do the same for me? absolutely not. when i came back to tumblr after a few days break when i had a fucking mental breakdown at the spiteful, venomous anons that came to me to send me hate after a shitstorm that you started, what did you say in response to me coming back? basically "yeah good look trying to block anons babe, they will never stop". if the shoe was on the other foot and an anon sent you my personal information, no doubt you would not share the same cutesy to me of trying to expose that person to the fandom for their snake behavior. you do not take accountability for the horrible things you say to people and how you purposefully start online wars with those that dare to disagree with you about austin. you have a fucking wrap sheet of people you have hurt and offended on tumblr and yet your response is "i don't think i have done anything wrong". just because you think you didn't hurt anybody doesn't mean it didn't happen. it's called taking accountability.

so you're welcome for trying to expose the shit stirrer. while my attempt to expose the person didn't end up working, i gave it my best efforts and i am okay with that. why don't you take your anger out on the person who acted like they were actually going to leak your personal information to your enemies instead of me, the person who was actually trying to expose the shit stirrer? because you never will. my integrity means a hell of a lot to me, so you're dumber than a sack of hammers to think that you can talk about me like this and expect me to not respond to you. you have once again brought this one on yourself.

happy valentine's day, pookie.