to your ear

I’m GMing a campaign for a friend of mine and she’s playing solo. Her elf hunter character is exploring old ruins where and NPC has disappeared, possibly captured. Upon entering the ruin he comes across a group of bandits guarding the first room and manages the charisma roll to approach them without them attacking him on sight. He then starts talking how he’s just a tomb raider looking for easy money. Eventually he asks if he could join the bandits.The leader of the bandits isn’t exactly taking him seriously.

Me (Bandit leader): “You don’t just join my group in a whim. One, I’d need to have a reason to believe I won’t find a blade in between my shoulder blades the second I turn my back. Two, you’d need to have something going on between those pointy ears of yours, of which I’ve yet to see any proof. And three, you’d need to prove you’re actually worth something.”

Hunter: “Well, how do I prove it?”

To sum things up, the bandit leader is honestly getting bored with the assignment to guard the entrance and she thinks this might be a good way to pass the time. So while her band gathers to watch, she tells the hunter she would test his combat skills. They choose to fight without weapons and though the difference in their stats is HUGE (the bandit leader was effectively a mini boss), the hunter manages to land a hit or two. All the while the two characters are doing some snarky banter in the midst of attacks and the hunter rolls charisma every few turns to see if the bandit appreciates his humor. Finally, this happens:

Me: “OK, she sidesteps to dodge your attack and is now right behind you. She’s about to strike you in the back. What do you do?”

My friend: “…I smile as charmingly as I can and hopefully stop her attack for a second or two.”

At this point, I’m losing it and I tell her to roll for it. Charisma is the hunter’s leading stat, but it’s still a very tough roll, as I judge it wouldn’t be easy to stop a bandit boss mid-attack with a freaking smile. But son of a gun, the roll succeeds.

Me: *after taking a moment to calm down my hysterical laughter* “OK, OK… You turn to smile at her with your most charming smile and she freezes out of pure surprise, looking at you like you’ve completely lost your mind.”

My friend: “I know it’s a dick move, but can I roll to punch her now?”

Long story short, yes, her hunter lands a hit. After a few turns, the bandit leader tackles him, fairly amused by not only the fight but also by their banter. So she lets him sit by their fire, he tells the real reason he’s in the ruins and she lets him go on his way on the condition that once he finds the ones who captured the lost NPC, he won’t kill them. Because she still wants the other half of her promised pay. 

And that’s the story of how my friend’s character made friends with bandits. 

BTS Reaction to Their s/o Dirty Whining/Tick Tocking On Them

specifically @ a caribbean carnival


jungkook : “oh my god..” he’ll try his best to hold in his grunts and the fact that he’s turned on. he wouldn’t know what to do. he’ll just know what he’s going to do to you later on.

jimin : he’d enjoy it honestly. he’ll be dancing with you all while never letting his smile leave his face. “i’m a lucky man” he’d whisper dirty things in your ear which would turn you on and make you grind, twerk etc harder. good lord you’re in for it when you get home

taehyung : “ohh baby..” automatic turn on. when he sees the way that you move your body, he can’t do anything else but watch/touch you

namjoon : he’d try his best to keep up with you, you’ll go at a slow and steady pace for a few but then you’ll speed up once he has the hang of it. “damn y/n you can move your body!”

hoseok : once you throw it back, my mans will catch it. he’s moving up, down, left right with you. “you know what we’re doing after right?” he can’t keep his tongue in his mouth while looking at you go.

yoongi : “what do you say we get out of here and you know..” yoongs was already horny when he saw you in your costume. he’d go ahead and tell you straight up that he wants sex, he’d try pulling you towards the exit but you just pull him back. when you’re dancing on him, he’d never let your ass leave his private area 😛

jin : “ahhh y/n i didn’t know that you were so dirty..” he quickly gets horny and wants the moment to never end. it’s cute how he tries to dance with you.

2AM - part 6 (A Minseok Series)

You awoke some hours later alone with memories of your breakdown in front of Minseok, his reaction, his tearful apologies that faded as the grief and pain in your heart took over.

You’d let him see just how badly his actions had hurt you and as your eyes adjusted to the light your ears caught a sound in the distance. Somewhere else in the home you could hear voices.

What time was it? It had to be late morning by now.

You sat up on his bed, pushing off the covers that he seemed to have thrown over you in the night, and your feet sank to the floor, resting over a pair of slippers carefully set just where you would be sure to stand and walk.

Had he done this?

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The Morning After

Summary:  You finally admitted your feelings to Dean.  What happens the next morning?

Characters:  Dean x Reader

Word Count: 617

Warnings:  Smut (unprotected sex), Fluff, Smuff

A/N:  This is a scene I cut from an upcoming fic that had too much smut already (there’s something I never thought I’d write).  It’s just a little smuffy drabble.

Originally posted by supernaturalfreewill

You wake to Dean snoring lightly in your ear.  He’s sound asleep behind you, his strong arm is draped over your side and his breathing tickles as it sweeps over your hair.  You remain in contented silence replaying the events of last night over in your mind.

After living with the Winchesters for over a year, you finally made your feelings for Dean known.  You were snuggled together watching a movie.  You were terrified, but you knew you’d regret not telling him how you truly felt.  After a deep breath, you steeled yourself and took a risk.  The surprise and happiness on his face after the words spilled out of your mouth will be forever etched in your brain.  You spent the rest of the night in his arms and now you’re in his bed.

You nuzzle closer to him and realize you’re both still naked from the night before.  You wiggle a little, waking Dean, who wraps his arms around you; his scruffy face scratches your skin as he nuzzles into your neck.

“Morning, sweetheart,” he whispers into your ear.

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anonymous asked:

#55- I fell in love with my best friend

Authors Note: I have been wanting to write this for a little bit now, and finally my idea can just be thrown into a requested blurb. Xx


You stand staring into the depths of the mirror in front of you, your hair curled immaculately, your earrings corresponding beautifully with your necklace, your eyes shining a radiant shade, your dream wedding dress caressing your body in a comprehensive fashion; your veil dangling over your shoulders— trailing to the floor, combining the sovereign appearance.

You turn around, your mind overlooking your bridesmaids as they adjust the trail of your embroidered dress and veil, complimenting you through their own tears of happiness.

Every girl dreams of their wedding from the moment they notice their first wedding dress flawlessly posted in a magazine, or from the first moment they lay their eyes on a stunning bride as she looks charmingly at her husband.

You take a deep breath trying your best to fake a smile but the unsettling swirl in the pit of your stomach doesn’t make things peaceful. Your Father steps in, his eyes meeting yours as holds back a few tears, his voice suddenly making things real.

This is actually your wedding day. This is real. You are getting married.

“I wish I could keep you, my little girl, forever, but it is time for you to walk down that aisle.” He smiles, your Bridesmaids instantly circling around you, waiting for your cue to adjust your dress for the hundredth time.  

“I uh.. I need some more time.” You clear your throat, your own hands feeling shaky as you hold your lovely bouquet in your hands, the bouquet that your soon-to-be mother-in-law insisted on you holding. Your Dad nods and steps back out of the dressing room, your eyes looking down at the engagement ring on your finger.

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Hello! Lincoln loves the froggies!!!!

Hello Lincoln! 😀🐸🐶 Thank you for wearing your gorgeous fluffy coat to show Gumby tonight!

Gumby likes your beautiful fluffy ears the most! 😊🐸

She sends you a toaster of dog treaties and a big Gumby kissie! 🐸


{ five’s company // ch. 20 }

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twenty.

“Do you need anything, sugar?” Herc asked you, calling you over the phone. You balanced your phone between your shoulder and your ear, trying to listen to him over the business of the office. “I know you were feeling sick this morning. Did you still go in for work?”

Your pregnancy had been up and down. Some mornings were a little tougher than the others. Laf assured you that it was all normal. Everything he had suggested had helped so you felt okay enough to come in.

“Yeah. I’ll rest when I get home.” You mumbled sheepishly. “Hey,“ You almost hung up, but then you remembered. “Can you get ice cream on the way home? And those pretzels I like?" 

Herc chuckled, double checking to make sure he had his keys. "Course. John and Alex will be home a little later, but Laf will be home, okay?" 

“Mkay.” You hummed. Hercules smiled a little. You must have been a little busy. Your sentences were getting shorter. 

He was pleasantly surprised when you said, "Hey, I love you, Herc." 

He smiled, felt his heart warm up a little. "I love you too. Call the studio if you need me. See you later." 

“Bye, love.”

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anonymous asked:

16, 33, a. Just smut the hell out of it with your beautiful words


16. “Quiet, we don’t want anyone hearing you now do we?” - “N-No.”

33. Person A teases Person B at a party


“Welcome!” Tony patted you on the back as you stepped into the fancily decorated ballroom. 

“Hey, Tony.” You shook your head, smiling brightly as you felt him lead you further into the party. 

You scanned the crowd, you were curious who the guests were as well as where the open bar was. Your entire body tensed when your gaze landed on Bucky, your brother’s best friend. You made up an excuse and ran directly towards the alcohol.

“Give me whatever has the highest level of alcohol in it, please.” You smiled at the bartender and waited.

“Now, why could you possibly need such a strong drink?” Bucky’s voice resonated in your ears.

“Bucky!” You put on a fake expression of joy. “So great to see you.”

“Oh, really?” He brushed his ears against the shell of your ear. “Because last time we saw each other you were half naked on my bed with my mouth in between your legs. After Steve walked in you swore you never wanted to see me again.”

“Yeah, well, when your brother walks in on you and his best friend fooling around it’s a pretty decent turn-off.” The bartender slipped as he handed you your drink, sending the liquid spilling down your dress. “Shit!” 

You pushed away from Bucky and headed towards the bathroom. You sighed happily where there wasn’t a line. You pushed the door open and slid out of the alcohol soaked fabric and held it under the hand dryer. 

“Damn, whoever you wore that lingerie for is lucky.” Bucky peeled the door open and poked his head in. “You look stunning in it.”

“What the fuck do you think you’re doing?” You snapped at him, dropping your dress to cover yourself. 

“I was making sure that you found the bathroom.” He stepped inside and closed the door behind him. “But now I want to enjoy the view.”

“Does that ever work for you? The piggish frat boy demeanor?” You scoffed and furrowed your brows. 

“Sometimes.” Bucky’s voice softened. “But you know me, the real me.” He licked his lips and dropped his hands to your hips. “I’m softer than Steve.”

“Maybe if you didn’t act like such an ass I’d actually be inclined to go out with you.” You rolled your eyes and pulled from his grasp. “Or maybe I’d give you what you so desperately crave.” 

“And what’s that?” Bucky raised an eyebrow at you.

“Me.” You bent over and picked up your dress. Bucky’s hands found your body again, only this time one kept you bent over while the other slithered between your legs. “Fuck.” You gripped the nearby sink for support.

“You’re fairly wet, doll.” He pulled the crotch of your panties to the side and slipped a finger into your entrance. “You sure you’re not the one who wants me so badly?”

“D-Don’t stop.” You moaned as he added another finger.

“Quiet, we don’t want anyone hearing you now do we?” Bucky bit his lips as he felt your walls flutter; you were close.

“N-No.” You dropped your head as your nearing orgasm threatened to have you screaming. 

A knock on the door caused Bucky to slide his fingers from between your legs before you could reach your high. You turned around and glared at him. You adjusted your underwear and stepped into your dress. You whipped the door open and shook your head as the woman gave you a surprised expression.

“Don’t think you’re off the hook because we got interrupted, Barnes. I want my neighbors angry at me tomorrow.”


what dating Lee Minhyuk would be like;

Originally posted by jeonfhan

  • I think Minhyuk is the type to subconsciously pull you closer to him while he sleeps.
  • mutter sweet sentiments in your ear while hugging you from behind.
  • He adores that you cling to him on a morning, though he hates to see you pout when he has to leave.

“I know baby, but I have to go” he’d pout with a exaggeration to make you smile.

“Your smile is my favourite thing”

  • He was cheesy, there was no doubt about that.
  • he smiles uncontrollably when you complement him, he just cant help it
  • he’s infectious, his entire personality is infectious
  • he’d tell those horrible but yet lovable dad jokes that make the members crease in cringe
  • despite his showmanship, you love his sensitive side
  •  he isn’t afraid to admit that he’s wrong, he loves to know more about things and learn.
  • he’s justifiable, reasoning and responsible.
  • though sometime she is forgetful.

“Uh have you seen my keys?”

  • he’s so passionate about the things he loves. You’ve seen him sing in the studio and it melts your heart because his soul is poured into it.
  • He’s easily embarrassed

“Baby please stop dancing in the middle of the shop. you know I have to keep a low profile while I’m out”

“I’m not doing anything” you’d laugh while attempting to twerk on the cereal shelf.

  • He’s charismatic. whether its screaming at the members for stealing the last slice of pizza to posing for the photobook pictures.
  • Minhyuk, I think, would love to play with your hair. Long, or short, he will find a way to plait it and brag.
  • He saves all of your selfies, the double chins, the ugly ones, the gorgeous ones and show you off to the members.
  • meme. say no more.
  • he’s innocent, he gives off the  aura of innocence
  • until he acts like he does in fighter, strutting up and down your hallway with the blue steal pout.
  • he’s weird. But its the admirable weird. he makes you want to sit there and do unnecessary stuff because its fun.
  • you watch everything that he does. so when it comes to the things where he’s sexy, charismatic- he usually dancing in the background with some sort of jig which really makes you question him.
  • when he goes away, he’ll be the type to FaceTime you when it is night time for you

“Baby, you need to sleep”

“i don’t care if its nice to see my face, you need to sleep”

“Want me to sing?” Song off key to make you laugh.

  • He’s been the shoulder you needed when you needed to cry.
  • he was there for everything, every laugh, tear, pain and anger.
  • when he wakes up on a morning, he is completely unaware of everything in existence.
  • when he is asleep, his eyes are open slightly.

okay, it’s about to get a tad NSFW:

  • he’s got the sweet and innocent vibe going on, so I think he would be the type to follow your lead. Let you set it.
  • lip biting, because when isn’t that ever not hot on minhyuk
  • he has that stare, you know the one, where he’s completely and utterly piercing into your soul.
  • he’s teasing, avoiding what you want to do purposefully to make you whine.
  • he’s a menace, flirting sexily when around the members to make you blush
  • basically, you’re newly weds without the newly wedded part.

“Aw baby, you thought I was just cute” with a smirk and eyes that smoulder.

he is the type to sneak out of his dorm and go get vender food with you at 3 am in the morning, even though he’ll be tired the next day.

  • he coddles you
  • idolises you, treasure the ground you walk on.
  • he gives you his jumpers, lets you sleep in his shirt and boxers
  • hes cheeky

“I’m Lee Minhyuk! I can do what I want, when I want” he says as you tell him to have another bowl of rice.

“only because I want to” he’d state with defiance.

  • He’s caring, you’ve seen how he is with the members and its lovely.
  • he’s pure af
  • I think minkyuk is the type where he’s try to stay awake with you, to talk about anything and everything, but he’d fall asleep because youre just so darn comfortable.
  • he can be cocky
  • he can be sexily arrogant
  • but minhyuk? He’s selfless

“no no, you eat first”

“Baby? How much sleep have you had?”

“It’s ok, I can do this for you”

a/n: I hope this okay for you anon, I think minhyuk would legit just be the cutest ever because he has the type of personality where he’ll love to do everything. He’ll be interested in anything that you do, if you like to read? Then he’d ask you to read to him. He’s precious and more people should love him.

anonymous asked:

I'm not sure if it has been asked, but what is the name of your big eared fursona?

THIS big eared fursona? 

This is Keta! Pronounced…however u wanna pronounce it! personally i usually pronounce it KEH-tuh but sometimes i pronounce it KAY-tuh too.

KETA FACTS!!

pronouns generally they/them but he/him is good too

“birthday” is march 5 2016

my main fursona, just generally represents myself 

they’re a “cabbit”. i actually consider them more of a hare/cat just there’s no good name for that.

they can be any colours 

my first actual fursona, before them i just represented myself as…just a raccoon. no actual design or character just a raccoon.

Dream Lover

Pairing: Steve x Reader

Summary: Steve finds out that you like 60s music.

Warnings: Nada

I want a dream lover
So I don’t have to dream alone.

The speakers blasted your spotify playlist throughout your side of the tower. Steam fogged the bathroom mirror as the door opened, revealing Steve wrapped in a towel. You smiled at him as you changed the song before sitting in front of your mirror to get ready.

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anonymous asked:

OKAY BUT WHAT IF. UF/SF bros react to their s/o sleeping, but the only thing to wake them up is earrape.

I don’t do swapfell! please read the faq friend! ~mod chrissu

UNDERFELL

SANS

He really likes to watch you sleep, but if he has to get you up…He’s a memelord at heart. You know he’s gonna blare Evanescence til you wake up.

PAPYRUS

Same with his bro, he likes to watch you sleep! But the way he wakes you up is by yelling. Rip your ears, the dude can get LOUD sometimes.

no more whores / tig smut

you sat at the clubhouse bar, in between, jax and opie. the boys were having one of their famous samcro parties and you were not exactly thrilled at the moment. some girl was in tig’s lap, grinding her sweet little hips into his.

jax threw back a shot and looked in the same direction you had been staring in. he slung his arm around your shoulder and leant into your ear.

“are you really gonna let her fuck your old man?” jax questioned

you shook your head before replying. “not a god damn chance, teller.”

you set your beer down and made your way to tig, tapping the whore’s shoulder and telling her to remove herself. she did so and then immediately latched herself to bobby. you grabbed tig’s hand and pulled him to his feet, dragging him off to his room in the clubhouse, ignoring the smirk on jax’s face.

you pulled him into the room and closed the door. “what’s your problem, babydoll?” he raised an eyebrow. you chose not to respond with your words and with your body instead.

you pushed tig against the back of the door, kissing him roughly. he kissed back. you jumped up, wrapping your arms around his neck.

you tugged his kutte and his shirt from his body leaving his bare chest before you. you were usually completely submissive, now it was his turn and he was certainly not objecting.

he was soon completely stripped, you however were still clothed. you pushed tig down onto the bed and tied his hands to the bed posts.

stepping to the end of the bed, giving him a clear view of you as you slowly stripped for him. your top fell from your body, ruffling your hair as it came over your head. you unbuttoned your jeans, pulled the zipper down and pushed them down your legs, revealing the little tattoo in between your hips that tig loved so much.

his mouth fell open and wrists pulled against the restraints, he was unable to free himself. he wanted to touch you, you grinned and climbed into the bed with him, straddling his hips leaning down and kissing him softly on the lips before making your way down his neck, sucking and leaving a brightly coloured bruise that marked him as yours.

you continued kissing down his chest, his breathing hitched when you reach his hips. you looked up at him with a sweet little smile before putting the tip into your mouth, sucking gently and proceeding to take him all in. he moaned your name and pulled on the restraints again, bucking his hips up. just as his length began to throb, signalling his release approaching, you pulled him out of your mouth.

tig groaned. “why’d you stopppp?” he dragged on.

you smiled at him and climbed up his body, wrapping your hand firmly around his shaft, rubbing it over your wetness.
holding back a moan you looked down at him, he looked like a ball of nerves that could explode at any second.

“you think that whore on your lap earlier could fuck you like i can fuck you, tiggy?” you asked and leant down to his jawline, sucking and nipping at it before whispering in his ear. “i can please you more than she can, daddy.” you aligned him at your entrance. “so let me.”

you kissed him, and pushed him into you, rocking your hips down on him. tig grunted and moaned, something snapping inside of him as he broke free from just one of the restraints. he used his newly free hand to slap your ass and you squeaked, increasing pace.

“fuck, Y/N.. i’m going to-” he stopped speaking as you wrapped your hand around his throat and applied a light amount of pressure.

“look me in the eyes when i make you cum, trager.” your walls clenched around him and your orgasm approached and he spilled inside of you. the two of you rode out your highs together before you untied his other hand and climbed off of him.

“no more whores?” you looked up at him with a hopeful glint in your eye.

“no more whores, babydoll.” he breathe heavily.

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rich people think being poor means not getting to eat out that much or being able to buy name brand purses but it actually means going deaf in your left ear for a week and thinking “if it lasts a month i’ll consider a doctor”

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23. "Stop touching me, we're in public!" — "No."


23. “Stop touching me, we’re in public!” — “No.”

A/N: I’m writing this in public so that explains the lack of sexual innuendo so, uh, yeah. Sorry. *hugs*


“Bucky, stop it!” You nudged him and giggled, trying not to annoy the people in line patiently waiting to enter the fair. “Can’t you ever keep your hands to yourself?”

“No, not when you’re around.” Bucky pulled you into a tight hug. “You’re too cute to not hold.”

“Damn it, Buck.” You squirmed as you approached the booth. “Stop touching me, we’re in public!”

“No.” He whispered in your ear and kissed your cheek. “You’re doing this to yourself, acting like you don’t want me holding you.”

“Oh, shut up, Barnes.” You reached into your purse to pay for the tickets.

“Nope, they’re on me.” Bucky passed the ticket booth worker a twenty and waited for the entrance bands.

“Dork.” You mumbled as he laced his fingers with yours.

“I’m your dork.”