#dare

[shiftythrifting]

a magnificent twofer found in st petersburg, russia. looking forward to getting fully arrested for wearing the first one if i ever encounter a cop that can read

#thrifting #shiftythrifting #submission #band shirts #dare #shirts #acab #ween

[ilikeit-art]

#mountain #zigzag #road #dare #china

[happyroadkillart]

how this guy lost the war on drugs is a mystery to me

#cartoon #comic #art #artists on tumblr #dare #war on drugs #daren the lion #drugs #possum #lion

[ksjanes]

All glory comes from daring to begin.

Unknown

#photographers on tumblr #quote #glory #dare #morning glory #flower

[magismagisque]

Non si può spiegare la delusione.

La delusione è qualcosa di profondo, qualcosa che non ti porta rabbia, né rancore, né altro tipo di sentimento.

Delusi lo si è quando si dà tanto, ma non viene capito, né apprezzato.

Allora decidi di deporre le armi, perché capisci che non hai più voglia di insistere o spiegare, perché tanto continuerebbero a non capirti.

Ti ritiri, si chiude il sipario, si spengono le luci, finisce lo spettacolo.

#frasi #frasi belle #frasi vere #frasi e citazioni #citazione del giorno #frasi pensieri #amore #frasi vita #vita #amare #delusione #deluso #spiegare #profondo #emozioni #frasi emozioni #apprezzare #dare #ricevere

[ragazzoarcano]

“Oh una tua tenerezza in questa sera maledetta mi ridarebbe la vita.”

— Cesare Pavese

#tenerezza #dolcezza #dare #frasi vita #vita #frasi tumblr #frasi #frasi e citazioni #cesare pavese

[sunny-117]

I will start a chain now because I'm bored and want to start to post again after my inactivity🙈

So. For all my mutals, we all give a dare to the ones we tag.

But I will say some rules. Please no dares that has something to do with taking pictures or videos from real-life or with recording your voice. If someone is uncomfortable with the dare then you should write it or you don't need to do it. No one is pressured. It's just for fun🥰

So I will start with a light dare: Post a video on your blog that gets you everytime in a lee mood😌

I tag:

@avg-tummy-enjoyer

@livelaughlee

@namjoonstiddies916

@wereallgonnadieonedaybutnottoday

@sugary-sweet-anon

@mysticalxmagical

@someone-who-loves-kpop-saranghae

@itzsana-kiddingmenow

As I said: no pressure❤️

Let's have fun with daring each other😌❤️

#Dare chain #Mutals #Dare #Tagging game

[dailyadventureprompts]

Dare: Oh what do we do with a drunken Sailor~

The party are just about to ship off to their next adventure, whether it be into uncharted waters, a port full of opportunity, or some foreboding isle full of danger. The only problem is that the ship's navigator seems to have gone on a bit of a bender and is now lost somewhere in the port, drunk as a fish. With the crew's assistance the party will need to find him if they want to set out before missing the tides.. but as it turns out finding one surly sailor among a town full of them is only the start of the party's problems.

Challenges & Complications:

The crew won't leave without their navigator, no matter how much the party press, as practicality and seaborn superstition says it's bad luck to trust a stranger for your directions. Besides, the navigator took the ship's charts and you can't replace those on short order.

Eventually the navigator is found, charts nowhere to be seen. The man is incoherent resting somewhere in the twilight between blackout drunk and hungover, and can only mumble out a few half remembered snippet of the previous days. He lost the charts somewhere in the raukus chain of taverns, brothels, bathhouses, and gambling halls he's visited, and the party will need a bit of logic and investigation to figure out which.

As the party explore they realize they're being followed, the navigator ended up gravely insulting a dockside crimeboss somewhere along the way and now a number of ruthless toughs are coming the city looking to put a knife in the drunkard's guts and bleed him dry. They'll need to be cautious about where they step and what questions they ask, or they'll end up being chased through the streets dragging a grogsodden sailor behind them.

Artsource

#dare #seaside #sailing #town encounter #town #city #city encounter #low level #dnd #dungeons and dragons #d&d #ttprg #pathfinder

[one-time-i-dreamt]

I was dared by my dad to run around my old neighborhood. I started running but I was kidnapped about halfway through but they just took me to get ice cream and then dropped me off.

#dream #kidnapping tw #dare #dad #father #running #family #neighborhood #ice cream #food

[newyorkthegoldenage]

Future Mayor Fiorello La Guardia really said, "I dare you to arrest me." A fervent opponent of Prohibition, La Guardia, then a congressman, staged a beer-making demonstration for reporters in 1926 in order to defy the law. He, along with Governor Al Smith, emphasized how Prohibition unfairly targeted working-class New Yorkers and distracted officials from other pressing issues.

Photo: MCNY Instagram

#vintage New York #1920s #Fiorello LaGuardia #Prohibition #anti-Prohibition #making beer #Al Smith #vintage NYC #dare

[fuckyeahcourtneylove]

february 1994.

#courtney love #hole #1994 #90s #los angeles #dare

[anonymitie]

#john cassavetes #aesthetic #quotes #dark acadamia aesthetic #dark academia #light academia #writing #philosophy #academia #words #art #expression #artist #dare to fail #dare #live #failure #life #try #romantic academia #romanticism #classic academia #filmmaking #reveal #hiding

[country-corner]

Ok ladies; I've seen pens and pencils put in your hair like this quite often. Now I dare any of you who do archery to do this and post the picture.

#archery #dare

[irene22world]

non cambiare il tuo cuore, cambia le persone a cui lo dai

#pensieri #sensation #citazioni #frasi #sentimenti #parole #amore #vita #persona #cuore #dare

[ragazzoarcano]

♥️

#lasciar perdere #chi #non capire #capire #amore #frasi amore #dare #fare #frasi tumblr #frasi #frasi immagini #♥️

[bigtreefest]

I dare you to write a piece using a character that you want to, but have never had a chance to write for before. With the sentence "Well that was a surprise."

Saint or Sinner?

College! Lloyd Hansen x Reader

Word Count: 1,331

A/N: Amber!!! Thank you for tickling my brain with this dare! I honestly wanted to do Andy so badly, but this quote was screaming Lloyd to me and I couldn’t resist. To be completely honest, I had no intention of writing him, but my fingers tip-tapped away and I lost all control. I might’ve been possessed.

I also always plan on writing a Drabble, and then it ends up being as long as one of my fic chapters, but anyway, I hope you enjoy!

Warnings: 18+ MINORS DNI, Smut (oral, m receiving), use of pet names, sociopathic tendencies, mean Lloyd, a twist?

Dividers by @firefly-graphics

Ever since you were old enough date, you’ve been happily independent. You grew up in a small town, surrounded by blue collar families, including most of the members of your own.

You’d always had a keen ability to fit in anywhere, which you attribute to your upbringing. Your mom worked a corporate job, while your dad spent all day in a mechanic shop.

You were well off, but not raised like it, and you’d never judge those who had less than you, even though that’s what a lot of people expected.

Once you graduated high school, you got into Harvard where you met Lloyd. Lloyd was someone who was good at keeping his distance. You noticed it at first when you invited him to join a study group you had started with some other members of your cohort.

You received a terse “No thanks, Pumpkin,” punctuated with a curt nod and a wink, before he went to hang out with his other friends and his team.

You had made multiple attempts to include him in group activities, or engage in conversation when you could nab a seat next to him in class, but after some time, you stopped seeing him altogether. You could tell he was avoiding you and the study group you had become closer with. You’d probably actually call them your friends, becoming just as close as you were to some people back home. They picked up on the same things too, seeing that you were humble, and carried yourself in such a proper manner, earning you the nickname “the Saint.”

When word of that got around to Lloyd, he rolled his eyes. You were the complete opposite of him. Kind, welcoming, calculated, while he was cold, unpredictable, sociopathic. He couldn’t stand how successful you were, too. Professors and students alike constantly praised you, more than willing to help you in any way through your academic journey and career beyond. Where he schmoozed, you gracefully existed and got just as far.

You were perfect in everyone’s eyes, including his own, which is what infuriated him. There had to be a weak spot, somewhere where your surface would crack, and he had initially tried to find it by turning you down all those times, but it was unsuccessful.

None of the manipulation tactics he had worked so hard on perfecting for so long made you budge, either. He’d pluck out a random friend from your group to join his. Nothing. He’d sabotage your flash drive for your presentation, you’d have a backup in your email, ready to go. After you’d gone, you wished him luck and no technical difficulties like you had, with a giggle! He was enraged.

After being at the top of your class, the two of you were selected to go to a conference in DC. It was hardly supervised by your professor who had booked two rooms for you next to each other, getting himself a suite a few floors above.

You knocked on Lloyd’s door in the late afternoon, the day before your presentation. He opened it just enough to peek his head through.

“What do you want?”

You sighed with your signature smile on your face. “Did you want to go over everything one more time before dinner?”

He looked you up and down, face as stern as it ever was when he was dealing with you. “Not really, Sunshine.” He slammed the door in your face.

What Lloyd didn’t know was that all his little tactics were really chipping away at you. All you wanted was to spend time with him, to get close. You couldn’t help it. You’d be lying if you said it was in your usual friendship way, too.

No, you wanted more. There was something about how aloof he was that drew you in. You were obsessed and not willing to give up until you got what you wanted, what you deserved.

His little tendencies weren’t upsetting because he was rude, they were upsetting because they were keeping you away from what your body and the deep, dark recesses of your mind were screaming for.

The door slamming in your face was the last straw. Lloyd wouldn’t get away with this any longer. You could see what he was trying to do, and if you had any say, you’d make sure it failed. You were going to be the winner of the little mind game he was playing.

To be honest, by this point, Lloyd had given up, thinking you’d never break. You were just too sweet, a true Saint. Treating you like this had just become habit, which is why he was almost confused when he heard muttering on the other side of his door.

You had taken the magnetic clip out of your hair and maneuvered it against the hotel key card reader until it unlocked. The door flew open and your eyes landed on Lloyd, stomping towards him and pinning him with his back against the nearest wall.

He looked down at you, face unreadable beside his eyes being slightly wider than usual.

“Why are you being like this!? What did I do!?” You gritted out, your tone threatening.

Lloyd didn’t say anything, only the corner of his mouth twitched upwards.

“Tell. Me.” You slammed your hands against the wall, arms framing his head as you looked up into his eyes, your stomach pressed against his cock that was growing rock hard.

“Am I going to have to pull it out of you? Suck it out of you, myself?” Lloyd found himself at a loss for words for once. All he could do was part his lips slightly and give a small nod like he always did.

You began to unbuckle the belt of his ridiculously expensive pants, shoving them down just enough that you could see the hard-on pressing against his boxer briefs.

“Huh? Is that what you want? That what you need, Pumpkin?” You spat back at him, mocking his previous words.

His brain was finally beginning to catch up with the situation as he nodded down to you and you got on your knees.

“Yeah, do it. I know you want to. Suck me off.”

You didn’t need much more prompting, fueled by rage and control. You pulled down his underwear, his dick springing free.

You gave him no time to prepare, immediately licking from the base of his length to the tip before fully taking him into your mouth. Your mouth was stretching to accommodate his girth, but it was nothing for you in the lust of the moment. You set a vigorous pace, Lloyd’s head thrown back against the wall as he moaned loudly.

He pulled his head forward as his abs tensed, already close with the debauchery of the situation. He tangled his ringed fingers in your hair, helping to guide you along his length.

“That’s it. Keep going. Not such a Saint, are you?”

You hummed against his length in response, saliva dripping down your chin and his balls that you were lightly tugging in you hand. The other hand had its nails dug into his thigh, causing a slight sting that heightened the pleasure for Lloyd.

Before he knew it, he was coming down your throat. You pulled away as you swallowed his salty release, looking up at him and wiping off your face before standing up.

You caught his gaze again and Lloyd looked at you with bewilderment mixed with his post-orgasmic haze.

“Well that was a surprise.” He said between heavy breaths, pulling up his underwear and pants, buckling his belt again. Oh, he had no idea the tactics you had in store for him.

Your hands pressed against his abs in his knitted shirt. One stayed there as the other traced up his firm pec, past his collar and found purchase around his neck, lightly squeezing.

“So are you finally going to tell me what’s going on in the head behind that ridiculous mustache?”

Bonus A/N: Um… I don’t really know what happened. I think I blacked out.

#ST’s 100 follower truth or dare game #100 follower truth or dare game #truth or dare #dare #lloyd Hansen #lloyd Hansen x reader #lloyd Hansen x you #lloyd hansen smut #the gray man #Chris Evans #st answers