#fucking say it properly. oh well. whining wont change it.

[steampoweredskeleton]

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[sweetsbfreex]

what are you waiting for

"you’re so fucking difficult” he seethed his hand tense around your arm as you walked beside him.”...and for what, because you felt like it?” he asked looking down at you, you both stood on the side walk, waiting for his driver to pull up.

“har, i didn-”

“I didn’t ask you to speak baby”

you huffed slouching against him, seconds passed by until finally the car arrived. you got it in first, somewhere along the way an unspoken rule was made that no matter what, you were the first to get in the car. Harry followed quickly after you.

“evening Robert, theres a quick change of plans, you mind heading to y/n’s flat?”

"wait, but it’s farther then your place?” you questioned.

“it’s what i’m paid for, Mr.styles” he chuckled.

“thank you” harry quickly got up from his seat pushing the button, instantly the heavily tinted, glass partition rose up. He shuffled back to sit against the door, pulling his phone out to play a low tune to tune out whatever was coming up.

Once that was done he turned his body, one leg hanging over the seat and the other brought up to rest against the seat. his crotch in perfect view, you sat there across from him, your back against the door, a fidgeting ball of nerves.

“well what are you waiting for, take out my dick?”

“wha-”

“did i stutter?” he stated eyes wide “take. out. my. dick”

“no” you shook your head, looking away from what you knew was a glare of disbelief.

“y/n. look at me” you turned towards his face once again.

“i’m not repeating myself again, know i don’t enjoy that, so come over here and do what i say before you get it worse then i planned”

you stared at him in hesitation as he peered at you with questioning ‘are you really gonna defy be again’ is what you read from his viridescent eyes. pulling away from the door you scooted towards him, dragging your legs to fold under you.

you looked at him again trying to gain some signal that he was just playing, anything you didn’t mean what you did...well kind of but still!

“y/n if i have to wait another second...” he warned

you huffed again reaching your hands out towards his zipper.

“and stop the fucking huffing” he said snapping his fingers in front of your face.

you refrained yourself from rolling your eyes, knowing it’d just get you into a bigger mess. pulling down his zipper you reached up to pop the button of his pants. you sat back on your legs, reaching your hand into the (no surprise there) boxer-less area. obtaining the hard on a low suck of air omitted from him. once in view, to his liking, you pulled your hand away awaiting the next instructions.

instantly harry held out both palms and you knew exactly what that meant.

“h no!”

“sorry angel, this is what i see fitting”

you began to lower your upper body, ass in the air, your face near his crotch, harry placing both palms on the back of your head; one of them grasping your up-do. this fucking sucked you thought to yourself, this would be the day you decide to wear your hair up.

“open”

on command you opened your mouth, sticking your tongue out in the process.

digging his fingers into your scalp and hair he brought you down carefully over his erection, inserting it slowly, but once it was in all hell broke loose. he quickly began his quick rhythm, bobbing your head like a careless fleshlight. “nothing but a warm hole, you hear?”

“fuck y/n” he groaned out head thrown back in elation. to make sure you were getting your punishment wholly, he made sure you took all of him. time to time holding you down as you gargled around him; your nose pressed into his lower abdomen, making it difficult to breath properly. and if he really felt like it pinched your nose to obtain the same results, watching you tap your fingers against his thigh in distress.

“good girls don’t get to breath” is what he would mumble lowly.

he never let you up, not until he came really. but when that came he elicited a string of curses, as he rut into you with extra force. his fluids shooting into your mouth as he groaned in pleasure. “fuck me” he rasped. “better swallow it”

he pulled you by your hair roughly, in result you sputtered into a fit of coughs...his cum going everywhere. you gasped in shock, covering your mouth quickly, eyes wide. there was no way this was sliding past him.

there was clear tension in the air as he stared into your glassy eyes and looked at your messy face “for fucks sake y/n” he tsked.

“i’m sorry! i didn’t mean to, you weren’t letting me up!”

“oh so now it’s on me”

“no bu-”

without a word he grabbed you by the back your neck, as he fixed his position to sit in the middle of the long seat. he wrenched your head down into the seat beside his thigh so your ass was in his lap.

he used him palm to lay your dress over your back, and hooked his pointer fingers to pull your panties to your ankles. “you better keep count, and i’m keeping the rings on”

with the news of the rings you whined, shutting your eyes with anticipation.

rubbing his hands together for friction he quickly and harshly struck down on your left cheek, the sting of his rings very prominent.

“one...” you said lowly

“i didn’t hear a number, do we need something extra to go over the rules”

“one!” you repeated.

ten spanks later, 5 on each cheek, you laid there waiting for his next words, trying to refrain yourself  from rubbing the pain away.

“turn over”

you turned over quickly trying to ignore the strain on your ass, as the rough material of his pants clashed with your burning skin. he roughly opened your legs, pushing the knee farther away from his chest so the foot could rest on the grown. looking at you, he skimmed his finger over your cl*t watching your facial expression shift from pain to the sudden minuscule amount of pleasure.

looking up at him you begged with your eyes, hoping he’d give you this slight piece of mercy. feeling his finger hover closely, coming in contact with your cl*t occasionally, you closed your eyes; bringing your head back to lean against the seat.

“look at me” is what you heard whilst you eyes flew open, feeling a hand over your throat. he clasped around your throat tightly pinning your head to the seat, to rest. doing as he said you looked at him as he spit onto your pussy. ‘oh my fuck’ is all you could think to yourself as you felt it drip over your slit as harry using his finger to rub it around.

instantly after he plunged his ring and middle finger into you roughly. as he went in and out, you could feel his rings and everything. he extracted a high “oh harry!” out of you. exclusive of any remorse he slammed his fingers into you, with sharpness. it felt so good you just weren’t sure what to do with yourself as one leg bounced in anticipation and other dragged up in a butterfly position and laying flat nonstop.

“hear how wet you are? my fingers can barely grasp” he said into your ears

“you like that baby” you instantly tried to nod your head ‘yes duh’, but his hand around your throat still had you pinned to the seat.

“words” you moaned out a yes in return, trying to refrain from shutting your eyes once his thumb joined the equation. you let your mouth drop open and taking it upon himself as an invitation he spit into your mouth “this time swallow it”. you made a show of it as you swallowed it, opening your mouth with your tongue out as proof.

his thumb rubbed barbarously against you, getting moan after moan out of you. but once it seemed like it was getting too much, your fingers dug into his thighs tightly letting out mewls “harry! harry! ohh i’m gonna-”

and with that he pulled his fingers away. “next time act accordingly and i’lll think of letting you cum”

you felt like crying.

“open”

his stuck his wet fingers into your mouth, a smug expression painted his face whilst he dragged those fingers up and down, hitting the back of your throat. and as somewhat peaceful the atmosphere was that quickly went away when you felt a sudden slap on your cl*t. you looked up, eyes wide, at harry confusion and shock written all over your face.

“next” smack “time” smack “i” smack “tell you” smack “to do” smack “something” smack”do. it” and with that he ended with hardest hit, your legs closing in on his hands as you let out small groans and tears.

he let you chill out for a few minutes as you laid on his lap, evening your breaths.

“sit up for me lovie” he said softly, using the hand around your throat to caress your cheek

“we’re done” you whimpered.

“we’re done” he confirmed. pulling you up so you could sit in his properly, brushing your dress to lay over your legs once again.

he wrapped his arms around you, one of his hands rubbing your back. placing kisses all over the side of your face. “i’m sorry, i didn’t mean to hurt your feelings” your mumbled into his chest.

he grasped your cheeks pulling you away “it’s ok” he started, kissing your pouted lips “i want you to tell me the truth though, i don’t want you lying to me and me having to find out the truth from someone else”

“i wont, i promise. i just didn’t know how you would react”

“it’s ok” he repeated “when we get home we’ll take and i’ll shower your with aftercare”

i’ve been deciding whether i wanted to write on tumblr also, but i couldn’t get this concept out of my mind and just had to write it out, this is my first time writing smut so sryy

aftercare; pt 2

pls refrain from posting my writing anywhere <3

[chuuya-centric]

down CATACLYSMICALLY 🤕

character: chuuya nakahara

genre: fluff, smut

warnings: gn afab reader, no pronouns used, alcohol mentions / use ? unorganized as FUCK — read at your own risk 🚶 these r also much longer than i originally intended 🤒🤕 they get kinda bad at the end bc im lazy asf and just wanted to be done with these im sorry yall LMAOO

↬he he i he he i i hhnhshgghfgg

↬lord please god passionate+romantic sex with this man is all i ask you for please ill never ask for anything ever again 🙏🙏🙏

↬now i would like to start this with a disclaimer by saying chuuya is usually vv rough and passionate and would manhandle your ass 😁🤞 however these hcs will be like 🧍 slow ................. and passionate ??? not gentle per se but just romantic amd uhm very much "love making" if u will 💯

↬sensual ?? i think ????

↬hhndhsgh ik we're all horny and just wanna be used like a ragdoll but please hear me out yall

↬emotional and passionate sex !!!!!!!!! this usually happens whenever chuuya gets drunk (bc i think he is a v emotional drunk, and if he's w his s/o i think he gets vv sentimental / touchy-feely

↬ofc if you say no or reject his advances he wont do anything other than cling to ur side but if u dont do anything to stop him you will 100% be in his bed by the end of the night 🔥🔥

↬starts out as him havin a lil too much to drink nothin new yk and then he gets more touchy / physically clingy than usual 🧎

↬a lil off topic but he would absolutely fight anyone who tried to flirt w you / anyone who looked at u the wrong way LMAOOO not saying u have to babysit him but 🧑‍🦯🧑‍🦯 taking him back home would be the smart thing to do as to avoid bar fights

↬but back on track i think chuuya would refuse to leave your side 💀 he would be all over u so unless ur into like hardcore pda u fr better take him home 💀💀

↬he's a horny menace 😕👎

↬okay so blah blah blah yall r back home now what ? now he rlly starts getting emotional 🚶 he's just so grateful to have u in his life and he loves you so much and what if he's not good enough for you ???? how could u love someone like him ?????? what if— please just shut him up with a tender kiss 🤒☹️ tell him u love him very much

↬he............hhbbgdgshhhh i was talking to @chuuyasbf ab this but dhshsbhhhhhh we came to the conclusion that he'd like smother u in kisses oh my fucking god 💔🙏 like he'd just cover your mf face in kisses and i— bursts into tears

↬now by this point this is where he'll start communicating his feelings thru actions rather than words so please expect a very heated makeout session (that leads up to the best sex of ur life 😏)

↬"he just goes “oops, missed a spot *kiss* oops, theres another one *kiss*" - @chuuyasbf and i honestly could not agree more please 🧎🧎 hhnbbhghghh

↬but back to the makeout session it started after u shut him up w that kiss yk and u were both just sitting on the couch, originally basking in the others presence, before the words just started flowing so ofc u gave him a lil kiss n told him he was enough and that u loved him so so much and he pulled you back for another n another til u were sitting on his lap w his tongue in ur mouth

↬and things progressed n progressed n next thing yk he's got you intoxicated (his kisses r life changing ok 🤨🕶️🤏 even if he were sober it'd just be hjndhdghgggh) but like yall know when ur grinding against them n they buck their hips up a lil ? yeah <33

↬HE'S SO HANDSY OMFG ESP IF YOURE SITTING IN HIS LAP 🙏🙏🙏 after he's pulled you as close to him as humanly possible (im talkin chest-to-chest, hip-to-hip — he is a very intimate person and greatly enjoys physical touch argue w the wall ab it) his hands go from finding purchase on ur hips and guiding your movements to pulling at ur hair to feeling u up to running his fingers up n down ur back to helping you take your shirt off. he cannot for the life of him keep his hands to himself

↬in reality he'd shift you onto his thigh before making ur neck his next target for his kisses (and hickies)

↬when you start whining for more and saying his kisses aren't enough, thats when he'll sober up enough to be snapped back to reality n to carry you to his room 🧎 or so you thought 😚

↬confused, u didn't get the hint until he bounced his leg, once, twice, oh— and even after you'd understood what he wanted you to do, he'd grab ur hips and completey take control of the pace n grind u against his thigh almost agonizingly slow, all while leaving some awfuy dark hickies on ur lower neck n a handful on ur collarbones

↬ofc theres some muttered praise and "i love yous" as well. he'll tell you how good you look, getting off on his thigh like this

↬he'll take u back to his room only after you've cum against his thigh 🧎🧎 consider it a warm up LMFAOO

↬when he finally does get up from the couch, he'll probably use his ability to help stablize yall a little 💀 (he had a lil too much to drink pls dont clown him)

↬whereas he'd normally toss u onto the bed, this time he took his time to set u down gently before settling down in between ur thighs and— hey wait a damn minute when did this mf find the time to get your pants off huh—

↬aye speaking of which i think chuuya is rlly big on eye contact regardless bc its honestly just vv intimate to him 🧐🚶

↬yall know when they like ............. when theyre like caressing / holding your thigh n looking up at u n they kiss ur inner thigh while maintaining eye contact or whatever ...................... <33

↬i think his praise kink especially shines thru when he gets drunk bc he will take his mf time covering you in kisses and hickies all while showering u in praise n telling u how beautiful u r and ab how much he loves you

↬he knows his words usually tend to be / sound harsh, but at the end of the day he loves you sm more than words will ever be able to convey :((

↬def tries to make up for that (when he's drunk 🙄 emotionally inarticulate ass 🚶) by showering you in praise and doing his best to be tender and gentle

↬and to be fair he'd be content w smothering u in praise and kisses for the rest of the night n probably would if u let him 🧎🧎 please snap this mf back to reality by yanking his hair n whining for more

↬in which case he will be happy to oblige 😚 he's def the type of person to get off on his partners pleasure so that being said this mf will make sure u cum on his tongue at least twice before properly fucking you

↬whenever hes drunk he tends set a rather slow pace but dont let that fool you 🧎 the entire thing is so fucking intimate oh my lord you will be seeing stars by the time he's done w you

↬his thrusts r much deeper n more precise than usual and he puts one of ur legs on his shoulder and has the other pressed up by ur head it really just enhances everything yk ?? 😁😁 (mating press kinda ??????? not exactly but)

↬he ends up alternating between leaving (more) hickies on ur neck n shoulders and actually kissing you as well (your lips r gon be bruised asf by the end of it all sorry 🔥💯)

↬even drunk he loves to overstimulate you omfg 🤤 loves seeing you get all teary-eyed from the pleasure (even better if u actually cry 😏🕶️🤏) bc to him it shows that he's done a good job

↬aftercare w drunk chuuya is a lil sloppy tbh 😕 probably immiediately passes tf still inside u after pressing like a final kiss to ur forehead LMFAOOO

↬but dw he makes it up to u in the morning !!!!! after taking care of his hangover first tho 💀 once he's feeling better himself, he'll def offer to draw u a bath and, lets pretend he has the day off here, after that all he rlly wants to do is cuddle for the rest of the morning

↬do not bring up how clingy he was last night LMFAOOO his face will get so red so fast (unless ofc thats ur goal in which case go right on ahead 😚😚😚)

↬please do, however, kiss his forehead and tell him that u love him n that he did a good job last night

[illfoandillfie]

So second time lucky 😅 can I request a continuation of the 'fight me you attractive stranger' blurb, that one is soo good i love how you wrote roger in it leaving her all flustered 😆 maybe we'll find out if she went to the stall and if they had that 'wrestle' after all 👀😂 only if you would want to of course! 😁💕

here you go darl! This was a fun one to write - I love the competitive energy these two have lmao

warnings: smut, a bit of biting, dom!rog, edging/denial, fingering

Fight Me blurb

Blurb Advent: Day 17 

Truth be told, you hadn’t expected the coat to be real. As Freddie had promised, Roger called that evening, his voice somehow more rough and enticing over the phone, to tell you the coat was available if you’d like to claim it.

“Uh, yes, I would like it. Been thinking about it all day. When’s the stall next open so I can come by and pick it up?”

“Well, normally I’d tell you to come by on Saturday but, seeing as you know what you want, I think I can make an exception this time. If you’d like it a bit sooner than the weekend, you could come by my place.”

It smelt a little fishy to you. Inviting you to his place for a coat you couldn’t guarantee existed. You really should just tell him to fuck off. But…what if the coat was there? You didn’t want to lose it after you’d given up the other one to Roger. Besides, if you went in suspicious of him and his pretty face, then he wasn’t going to be able to pull the wool over your eyes. So you agreed and took down his address, promising to be there in a few hours.

 You took a little while to get ready, maybe making more effort with your appearance than was strictly necessary. But, if you were being completely honest, he’d been in your head all day and you wanted to leave him with the same impression. Changing your underwear to the matching set might have been a bit far since he wouldn’t see it, but you could justify it. It was your favourite set and made you feel more confident which could only help, especially if your suspicions were correct and he was just trying to have it on with you. You were glad you’d made the extra effort when you got to his place though. Roger opened the door, still dressed in the same jeans and shirt you’d first seen him in. He held a bottle of beer in one hand which he waved absentmindedly as he invited you in and offered you a drink too.

“No, I’m right thanks.”

“Suit yourself. Sorry about the mess,” he gestured vaguely around the living room as he lead you through it and you saw a collection of text books and pages of notes strewn about the carpet though they took up less space than the drumkit that had been set up by the wall, “been studying for an exam and it’s doing my head in. Glad you’re here so I can have a bit of a break.”

“So, is, um, is Freddie here?” “Nah, he’s not in tonight, he’s at a mate’s place so they can work on an assignment together or something.”

“So, where is it then? This coat?” you were sick of the small talk.

“Right, the coat. It’s in my bedroom, just this way.” Roger led you on, talking over his shoulder, “we keep most of the stock in there cause it’s the biggest room in the flat.”

You nodded along though you were sure your suspicions were about to be confirmed.

Roger stepped towards a rack as you hovered in the doorway, but when he turned there really was a fur coat clutched between his hands. “Here you are then. If you wanna try it on there’s a mirror in the corner. It’s in pretty good nick. There is a button missing but that’s easy enough to fix if you want. Its also not going to matter too much if you don’t. Otherwise it’s as good as new really.”

As Roger spoke, you put the coat on, surprised not only that it was real but also that it was so nice. It fit well, and felt warm and soft.

“So, is it up to scratch or are you going to want that fight after all?” You shook your head, “It’s perfect, I’ll take it.”

“Excellent. Saves me having to lug it around on the weekend. Anything else you want to look at while you’re here? I’m sure I’ve got something to tempt you.”

You ignored the suggestive tone and shook your head, “Think the coat will do me.”

Roger nodded and gave you the price, watching as you counted it out and handed it over.

 You felt odd once the transaction was complete. Nothing had gone quite how you’d expected it to. The coat had been legitimate and aside from one or two suggestive comments Roger hadn’t been at all like how he was at the boutique. You’d gone in expecting an argument or at least for him to make a proper pass at you. Perhaps that was why, taking another look in the mirror, you said, “Freddie was right, it’s much nicer than the one I let you have,”

“Oh you let me have it did you?” Roger snorted, “Sure, okay.”

“Well what would you have called it?”

“I’d say you were conned.”

“What?” you whipped around to look at him, “Conned into giving you the better coat? I don’t think so.”

“Oh no, that coat is lovely and you should be very happy with your purchase. I wouldn’t sell you garbage after we promised you something nice. But for all you knew we were spinning shit. The coat might very well have never existed, the whole story of the market stall might have been bullshit. But you just believed it and let me take the coat in the store from you and then gave your number to two strangers. Bit stupid really.”

“I’ll have you know I suspected it was all fake.”

“Oh, okay. So that’s why you came over here. For a coat you didn’t think was real.”

“I was giving you the benefit of the doubt. It’s called having faith.”

“Mmhmm, sure. Unless you were looking for something else,”

You couldn’t believe how quickly he’d got you on the back foot, your mind scrambling to think of something clever to say, “Like what?”

“Perhaps that wrestle I promised you. What was it you said before…fight me you attractive stranger?”

You gaped at Roger, mouth opening and closing as you tried to come up with something to say.

“I suspect you’ve been thinking about that all day. Wondering what it’s be like to pinned by me. Nothing to say? I expected more from someone who was so sure she could have me begging.”

“I could,” you finally managed to get out, taking a step towards him, “I was just surprised you remembered what I’d said.”

“Well maybe you weren’t the only one thinking about it.”

“You were?”

“All fucking day. You really got under my skin you know?”

You shrugged off the coat, letting it hit the floor, “Good. Should make it easier to take you when you’re so distracted.”

“Oh you’ll take me well enough I’m sure” Roger growled, stepping towards you as he pulled off his shirt, “but you’ll have to beg for it first.”

“Never gonna happen,” your shirt joined the growing pile of clothes on the floor and your pants were quick to follow.

“You’ve been pretty mouthy so far, so we’ll see. Did you wear those just for me?” he asked, indicating your underwear as he finally put his hands on you, squeezing your waist as he pulled you in close.

You didn’t answer, just pulled him into a kiss. It was rough, leaving you both with bitten lips and panting breath as each of you tried to take the lead. Roger pulled you back towards the bed though you pushed him down onto it first, straddling his lap as you kissed him again.  He reached behind you to unclasp your bra and you broke the kiss to sit up and pull it off your arms. As soon as it was out of the way Roger grasped your wrists and flipped you onto your back.

“Told you I was stronger than I look.” He winked, readjusting so he was holding your wrists above your head with one hand, his other sliding down your body. He grasped your breasts and then continued his path down, cupping your pussy over your underwear.

You wriggled trying to free yourself or force his hand harder against your core.

Roger laughed, “What happened love? Thought you said you’d be able to get on top?”

You groaned, his condescending tone only turning you on more.

Slowly he dragged his hand over the front of your knickers, rubbing you, his middle finger pressing between your lips.

Without meaning to you bucked your hips up as much as you could, trying to get more friction.

Roger took the hint, pulling your underwear down to your knees to he could touch you properly, grinning when you whined at his touch, “Feels good doesn’t it?”

“Bite me,”

“That can be arranged, love, especially if it makes you wetter.”

You groaned as he leaned forward, keeping his eyes locked on yours until the last second, and attached his lips to your breast. You felt his teeth press into you slowly, the bite getting harder and harder as you gasped and arched your back towards him. When he pulled back he admired his work, letting go of your wrists to trace the mark with a finger.

You tried to take advantage of your newly freed limbs, to flip things around and get on top of him instead, but he chose that moment to sink two fingers into you, his other hand pressing down on your hip to keep you in place.

“Nice try, love,” he cooed, “But I haven’t heard you beg yet.”

“Not gon-na happen,” you said lowly, your breath coming harder as he stretched you open with his fingers.

“Okay,” his tone made it very clear he didn’t believe you and you had to admit your conviction was wavering. His fingers pumping into you felt good but it wasn’t enough. Every so often he would brush you clit, just to prove he knew it was there and show he was intentionally avoiding it. Instead he focused on fingering you, pressing two and then three fingers into you, speeding up their rhythm and then slowing it down when you moaned too much. You could feel the orgasm building but he kept it just out of reach, whispering at you to beg for him. Internally you fought with yourself, your stubborn desire to prove him wrong or at least make it hard for him arguing with your desperate need for release.

“I can do this all night, love.” He said softly as you whimpered, “I know you think I’ll give in and just fuck you but I wont. I don’t need your cunt. And I won’t take it until you ask me to.”

You shook your head.

“It’s true. I can keep you here like this for as long as it takes.”

“You’ll want to cum too,” you gasped as he circled your clit and then stopped again.

“True. But I don’t mind using my hand for that. I’ll just do it over you. Keep my fingers in your tight little cunt while I wank myself off over your stomach. As many times as it takes. And if I were you, I’d give in and beg now, before that happens. If you wait too long I’ll be spent and I’ll just have to keep going like this until I’m ready again.”

That was enough for you, “Fuck okay, okay, you win, just please fuck me.”

“You mean it?”

“Yes, please, I need it so bad, I need you so bad.”

“Good girl,”

You whined as he removed his fingers to get rid of his own underwear before immediately sheathing himself inside you. You moaned as he finally fucked you right, his thumb rubbing you clit in constant circles, no longer teasing you with tantalising moments of contact. You came quickly, having danced around the edge for so long but Roger didn’t stop.

“I think you can do another, can’t you?”

You just nodded, willing to let him have whatever he wanted now that you’d already given in.

He leaned forward and kissed you again, no where near as harsh as the first kiss had been. You moaned into his mouth as he kept fucking you, a constant deep pressure that just pushed you towards the edge once again.

“I’m close are you close?” he asked eventually, the words forced out between breaths and groans.

“Mmhmm,” you nodded, squeezing your eyes shut as you willed yourself to finish.

Thankfully it didn’t take much longer, Roger’s fingers still steady on your clit as he encouraged you to cum, and you found yourself moaning his name as your orgasm hit. He pulled out once you’d calmed and pumped his fist over his slick cock until he came too, coating your stomach though you couldn’t find the energy to care too much.

“Worth it?” he panted as he collapsed beside you.

“Yeah,” you said, equally as breathless, “but I’ll want a rematch later.”

[izzyfandoms]

Chosen - Chapter Five

(This is a Gender-Swapped Sanders Sides high school au)

SUMMARY: Logan Berry, Dee Ceite, Patricia Foster, Virginia Picani and Regina and Rena Prince are all 16-year-old high school students. They live relatively normal lives, with ordinary lessons and ordinary crushes and ordinary families, until one day a monster shows up and attacks them after class, and everything suddenly changes.

SHIPS: Moxiety, Logince, Dukeceit

WARNINGS: Sympathetic Remus, Sympathetic Deceit, swearing, siblings arguing, sexual implications

GENERAL TAGLIST: @quillfics42 @ajdraws0430 @phantomofthesanderssides @creativity-killed-thekitten @phlying-squirrel @sly-is-my-name-loving-is-my-game

CHOSEN TAGLIST: @coasting-on-a-wave-of-apathy @littlestr @whispers-stuff-in-your-ear

Masterpost

FIRST CHAPTER | PREVIOUS CHAPTER

“And then Regina was like ‘what? I don’t have a crush on Logan!’ which is super silly ‘cos they’re so obvious and she’s told me that she likes Lo so many times!” Patricia rambled on.  

“Mmm,” Virginia hummed in agreement; she was painting Patricia’s nails with a pretty, dark purple nail polish. “It is pretty silly.”

It was Sunday, and they were currently at Virge’s house, in her room, sat together on her bed.

“Yeah!” Patricia blew a raspberry.  

Virge tapped her girlfriend’s knee. “Stop moving, you’re gonna mess up your nails.”

“Oh, sorry, honey!” Pat stopped moving. “Anyway, Logan totally likes her back, right? I mean, she’s basically told us. And Dee and Rena, too! They’re super-duper in love, I just wanna take their faces and smush them together until they get married and live happily ever after!”

“As entertaining as that would be,” Virge said, finishing Patricia’s left hand and moved to the right one. “We shouldn’t meddle. Let them deal with their own shit.”

Patricia tutted lightly. “Language.”

“Sorry, sorry,” Virge said. She examined her own nails – pastel blue, painted by Pat earlier – double checking that they hadn’t been damaged, though they were already dry. “You know I’m right, though. You’re always telling me not to interfere, no matter how often I want to tell them. They’ll figure it out on their own.”

Pat sighed. “Yeah, I know.” She then giggled. “Doesn’t mean we can’t still complain, though.”

Virginia hummed in agreement again, and the two sat in comfortable silence for almost a minute, as Virge finished painting Pat’s nails. Once she was done, the pigtailed girl looked over her hands appreciatively.

“Yay! Now my nails are your favourite colour and your nails are mine! It’s perfect!” Patricia giggled, beaming.

Her girlfriend gave her a small smile. “You’re adorable.”

Patricia giggled again, softly, a light blush on her cheeks. She leant forward, careful not to smudge either of their nails, pressing a kiss to the tip of her girlfriend’s nose. Virge waited a few moments, watching her girlfriend adoringly, before she pounced, the shorter girl falling back on the bed, the taller almost on top of her.  

Pat spluttered with laughter as Virginia tickled her sides, the purple-haired girl grinning mischievously as she did so.

“Ah, Virge!” Patricia exclaimed between laughter. “You’re gonna- you're gonna make me mess up my nail polish!”

Virginia finally stopped the onslaught of tickling, pushing herself up so she was hovering over her girlfriend, and shaking her head to get her hair out of her eyes.  

Patricia wrapped her arms around her girlfriend’s neck, pulling her down to kiss her properly and closing her eyes.  

Virge kissed her back eagerly, her hands at her girlfriend’s waist. Pat’s lips were soft, as usual, and tasted vaguely sweet, like strawberries – she switched up the flavour regularly, so it was always a bit of a surprise. Virge’s lips, by contrast, were always slightly chapped, as she tended to chew them when she was especially anxious, but, in Patricia’s opinion, that didn’t make kissing her any less enjoyable.

“Ewwwwww!”

The two teenagers pulled apart immediately, their heads turning sharply to face the door, which was now open. Virginia’s eleven-year-old sister, Anne, was standing in the doorway, making a grossed-out face. She was wearing one of her sister’s old black-and-grey hoodies, and she had eyeshadow smudged under both eyes – she'd never admit it, but she was absolutely copying her older sister’s style.

“Get out my room!” Virge screeched, turning red. She sat up and grabbed one of her pillows, chucking it at her sister.

Anne dodged the purple projectile and ran off, laughing. “Mom, Virge and Pat are kissing again!”

“Leave them alone, Dear,” Emily half-scolded from across the hallway, though she was still smiling pleasantly. This was honestly the harshest she ever got with her daughters. She walked up to Virginia’s bedroom door and gave the two blushing teens a slightly apologetic smile. “Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do,” She teased, shutting the door.

“Mom!” Virge whined, before turning back to her girlfriend. “I’m sorry my sister’s such a brat.”

Patricia poked her shoulder teasingly. “Don’t be mean.”

Virge rolled her eyes, but pressed a reassuring kiss to her girlfriend’s forehead. “I’m not being mean; this is just what it’s like having a sister. Ask Regina or Rena, I’m sure they’d agree.”

Pat pouted a little at that. “I wish I had a sister. You’ve got Anne, and you’ll probably have Dee, too, soon.”

“You can bond with Logan about it, I guess,” Virginia shrugged.

The pigtailed girl gasped, her eyes brightening. “Logan can be my sister, then!” She pulled out her phone, careful not to mes sup her nail . “I’m gonna go tell her, right now.”  

CATS

Patricia

Logan!!!!!!

Logan!!!!!!!!!!

Logan!!!!

Logan!!!!!!

Logan!!!!!!!!!!

Lo!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Dee

I should’ve muted this chat.

Logan

Patricia, you now have my attention.

Patricia

Logan!

Your my sister now!!!!!!

Logan

*You’re.

Also, what?

We do not share any parental figures; how can we be sisters?

Regina

God ofc you use perfect grammar in texts ilysm

Logan

What do ‘ofc’ and ‘ilysm’ mean?

Rena

it means she wants to fusdjjkfhfjshfkldjfdkshfjdhfdjfhsdkhfksdlfhsdfh

Virginia

oops guess renas been murdered

Logan

What?

Dee

Ignore her

Regina probably just tackled her

Regina

ur right!!!!!!!!!!!

gina did take my phone!!!!!!!

but I took hers and now im locked in the bathroom!!!!!!!!

i can say whateva i like!!!!!!!

REGINA IS TYPING

Dee

Oh dear

REGINA HAS BEEN REMOVED FROM ‘CATS’

RENA HAS BEEN REMOVED FROM ‘CATS’

Virginia

using my admin powers for good

“Virge!” Patricia exclaimed, poking her girlfriend’s shoulder disapprovingly.

“What?” Virginia shrugged. “Do you want to hear everything Rena has to say about what Regina and Logan wanna do with each other?”

Pat wrinkled her nose uncomfortably. “Well, no... but it’s mean to remove them!”

“Fine,” Virge sighed. “But if Rena starts talking about sex, I’m going to remove her again.”

PATRICIA HAS ADDED REGINA TO ‘CATS’

PATRICIA HAS ADDED RENA TO ‘CATS’

Virginia

rena if you talk about anything inappropriate from either your phone or reginas im blocking both of you

Regina

I finally got my phone back!

And I agree

Pls don’t do that  

Rena

:(

what counts as inappropriate tho

Virginia

anything that would upset pat

Rena

boo!  

boring

“I’m going to fight her.”

“Honey, please don’t.”

Logan

Patricia, what was it you were trying to tell me at the start? Your statement about us being sisters was factually (and grammatically) incorrect.

Patricia

Were the only people on the chat without sisters!!!!! That means we should be sisters now so were not alone!!!!!

Logan

*We’re and *we’re.

And that does not make sense.

Besides, Dee doesn’t have any siblings, either.

Patricia

She and Virge are gonna be sisters soon right!!!!!!!

And youre my sister now sorry I dont make the rules!!!!!

Logan

*You’re and *don’t.

You were the one who made this chat. You do, literally, make the rules.

Virginia

(just go with it)

There was almost a minute of no texting, though everyone appeared to still be online, and Patricia shifted closed to her girlfriend in the interim, practically seating herself in the taller girl’s lap. Finally, Logan started typing again.

Logan

Fine.

Patricia

YAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I’m going to spam you with heart emojis now!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Logan

Please, don’t.

Patricia

Okay I won’t!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Dee

I hate to interrupt

But my mom just got a message from Remy

Apparently, she and her parents are inviting us (and Mr Thomas) and any of our parents who know about the monster shit (her words not mine) to this fancy party at her place next Saturday . We need to dress kinda fancy, like dresses or fancy shirts and trousers, as it’s like tradition or something to hold these parties for each generation of chosen ones

Mom says she can tell any of your parents who don’t know the truth that you’re all at my house

But she also recommends you tell your parents whats actually going on

Virginia

ew party

Rena

ew telling dad the truth about the monsters

Logan

I didn’t think you were one to shy away from the truth, Rena. Wouldn’t it be easier to be honest with your father?

Rena

normally i wouldnt care

but if dad finds out about all this he could get all protective and shit and try to stop us from fighting monsters and all that other ‘dangerous’ stuff

Regina

Ugh, I can’t believe I acc agree with u

Patricia

Im still tryna figure out how to tell my moms!!!!!!!  

I might ask Miss Emily to help me but idk

Virginia

she would she loves u

Regina

Wait lol pat arent you at virges house rn why r u texting  

Patricia

Because I love all of you!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

RENA IS TYPING

Regina

Before you speak

Is it appropriate?

Rena

no

Virginia

then dont

Rena

):

Virginia

dee can u get ur mom to text my mom the details  

Logan

Mine, too, please.

Dee

Sure

Regina

Me and rena will have to ask dad later hes busy rehearsing lines rn

Rena

acc hes probs just txting the dude he went out with yesterday lmao

he wont tell us anything bout it and got kinda awkward when we asked bout the guy he went out with

so im assuming they fucked

Regina

I hate you so much

Stop saying that

Fight me

One day Im acc going to fight you and it is going to be brutal

Rena

i will win

Patricia

Hey now!!!!!!!

No fighting!!!!!!!!!!!!

“This won’t end well,” Virge said dryly, rolling her eyes.

Patricia hummed quietly in agreement, her brow creased. “I wish they wouldn’t argue so much, it makes me sad.”

Her girlfriend opened her mouth to respond, but she was cut off by the bedroom door opening again. They both turned and watched as Emily stepped inside, giving them a smile.

“Patricia, your moms are here.”

“Oh, okay!” Patricia pocketed her phone and wiggled out of her girlfriend’s lap, jumping up and stretching. She took a step in the direction of the door, before pausing. She glanced up at her girlfriend’s mom with a slightly sheepish look. “Um, do you think at some point you’d be able to help explain the chosen one stuff to my moms? I’d like to tell them, but I’m not sure they’d believe me straight away.”

Emily’s expression softened; she put her hand on Pat’s shoulder supportively. “Of course, dear. In fact, I’m having dinner with Harriet on Wednesday. Would you like me to tell her then?”

“Yes, please! That would be super helpful, thank you!” Patricia beamed. She then turned on her heel, back to her girlfriend, and leant forward to kiss her quickly. “Bye, Honey! I love you so much!”

“Love you, too, Pat,” Virge responded softly, a little embarrassed that her mom was there to witness this, but still smiling slightly.

[homesoutofhuman]

Daddy Issues: John Wick/Reader - Part 17

‘Thinking ‘bout you’

Source: jvnckles.tumblr.com

Warnings: Smutty smut and things you should only be reading if you’re over 18, ta. 

Or do you not think so far ahead?  'Cause I been thinkin' 'bout forever

Thinking ‘bout you- Frank Ocean

By the time John comes home you’re in a bit of a state. Santino has fucked with your head, and Connor has refused to leave the house all day and you’re longing for fresh air. John rushes in the door, the usual mixture of cedarwood and patchouli assaults your senses and you breathe it in as if it were oxygen.

“Hi!” he grins at you, a rush of energy as he lifts Connor up and checks him over, doing the same with an extended dark eyed sweep which starts at your toes and ends at your hair which is messy as usual.

You open your mouth to talk to him but he beats you to it.

“Listen, do you mind if I go for a quick run? It’s been a crazy stressful day and I need to let off some steam.”

He thrusts Connor into your arms before you can suggest an alternative method.

“Oh...sure...no problem John.”

You watch him bound up the stairs to change then out the door without so much as a backward glance. You are warm with anger, letting Connor go outside to play and stalking around the house muttering under your breath.

John comes back after about 20 minutes, his grey t-shirt clinging to his torso with sweat, his hair damp. He grabs some water and swigs it, walking towards you with a swagger, a cocky smirk on his handsome face.

“Sorry….I didn’t say hello properly before.”

You raise your hands as if to push him away “John...stop...you’re all sweaty and gross…”

He sulks dramatically “I thought you’d like me like this…”

Truth is you do. His masculine scent is driving you crazy. You remember reading somewhere when you’re attracted to someone, the smell of their sweat is an aphrodisiac, and as John crowds closer he is proving it to be correct.

John places a hand on the wall behind you and looks down into your eyes. You feel the full 6”1 of him then, his shoulders looking even broader than normal, his cheeks flushed from exertion.

“I’ve been inside all day John…” you whine, knowing you sound unreasonable. “You don’t think about me…”.

He gives a short, dark laugh. “I don’t think about you? I’ve been thinking about you all day. Couldn’t get any fucking work done. Thing is, I had to go for a run..otherwise I would have grabbed you the moment I got home, and I knew I couldn’t.”

“Oh….” you reply, looking down a bit, feeling ashamed you thought the worst of him, and, he’s been thinking about you…”all day?”

“Yeah.” he says, voice still breathy from his run and eyes impossibly dark, focused on you alone.

He leans down, and kisses your earlobe, whispering there is a scratchy voice “all fucking day…”

You shiver and place your hands on his chest as if you push him away, but when you feel the heat of his body through his t-shirt you sigh, keeping your hands there and looking up at him dizzily.

John stares right back, a similar expression on his face. “When you touch me it drives me wild…” he whispers almost aggressively at you, mad at himself for his lack of control.

“John….” you stutter, hearing your own voice laced with desire. You lift your lips to his face, lick the sweat from his cheek. John gives a guttural moan and clenches his hands into fists, banging one on the wall behind your head.

You move your hand to lift his damp t-shirt slightly and graze your fingers over his side, your thumb seeking the light trail of hair that leads to his shorts, the scar on his stomach raised beneath the pad of your fingertips.

He leans into you, almost collapsing against you but keeping himself upright with his arm on the wall. “Touch me...please…” he whimpers and you push your hand inside his running shorts, curling your fingers around him.

You stroke him once, two times, and he closes his eyes, murmuring under his breath a litany of pleas and profanities. Then he seems to come back to himself, gently taking your wrist and moving it away.

“Not here…”  he mutters, shaking his head in despair and you nod. Your palm tingles where it touched his cock, and resist the urge to lick your own skin, chasing the taste of him This is what he does to you, makes you utterly shameless with want.

“Shower.” he grunts, tilting his head towards the stairs and your stomach lurches with lust.

John keeps hold of your wrist, leading you away from the wall, passing the table by the entrance he pauses, looking puzzled.

“What’s with the flowers?”

Shit. You had forgotten about the lilies, the extravagant bunch with their pungent smell making you look guilty.

“Santino dropped by…” you say as breezily as possible. “The flowers are an apology...now can we continue…?”

John lets go your wrist. Well I guess not.

“He...was in this fucking house?” he almost growls and you and you glare back.

“You’re always going on about etiquette John, what was I supposed to do, not let him in?”

John sighs, dropping his shoulders. “It’s not your fault. I just...I don’t like him around Connor...around you…”

“Why, cause he might tell me some of your secrets?” as soon as you say the words you wish them unsaid, but it’s too late. John is looking at you with hurt eyes.

“You can ask me anything you want to know.”

You let out a deep breath “I trust you John, you’ll tell me when you’re ready.”

“Maybe you shouldn’t put your trust so blindly in people. Goddammit you’re naive.”

John speaks without thinking, his fear and frustration taking over. You know this, but you’re hurt all the same, and it makes you want to hurt him back.

“You weren’t complaining about my naivety five minutes ago when my hand was down your shorts…”

John, to your surprise, gives a barking laugh at that, pushing his hair off his face. “You’re right. I’m sorry. I just got scared thinking what he could have done.”

“He’s dangerous?” you feel confused, Santino seemed a little threatening sure, but mostly he was just aiming at seductive.

You rush to reassure John “He just flirted with me John…”

“Oh really?” John tilts his head, the anger in him gone, but a nagging jealousy taking its place. “And did you flirt back my little devil?”

You see an opportunity to get back at him “A little maybe, he’s so charming you almost can’t help it.”

John takes a step towards you “And you do have a penchant for older men…”

“He’s younger than you…”

John is smiling, so you take it as a good sign to continue with your teasing.

“You didn’t seem to mind my age the other night…riding me with such abandon...” John’s eyes have gone dark again as he recounts the memory.

“I don’t mind it. I like it. I like you. I’d let you do anything….” you trail off, not having planned to reveal such a thing, but too late now.

John grabs you around the waist and pulls you tight against him, You can feel him, hard and throbbing and so warm against your thigh.

“I’m going to count to five, and if you’re not upstairs and naked in that shower by the time I’ve finished...there will be trouble…”

You kinda want to see what ‘trouble’ would involve, but the look in John’s eyes is dangerous, so you pull away reluctantly, moving to the banister.

“One.” he counts, staring at your backside and advancing after you. You let out a little scream and scramble up the stairs.

“Two….”

You can almost feel his breath on your neck and you reach the top of the stairs. You run into the bathroom, a nervous giggle under your breath. You catch sights of your face in the bathroom mirror, eyes wide with excitement, hazy with arousal. You look like a hunted deer who is longing to be caught.

“Three…” John flings open the door and raises a dark eyebrow pointedly. You stand in the middle of the bathroom floor and start to strip, letting your jeans and t-shirt fall in a heap.

John’s eyes run appreciatively over your bare skin and he licks his lips “Four…”

It comes out a bit hoarse and you wrench the shower on, feeling the water hit your heated skin as John removes his own clothes and joins you, grasping your face in his hands and tipping your head under the spray as he kisses you passionately. His tongue licks into your mouth like flames, his hands are everywhere, so firm they’re almost bruising.

“Five…” he pants, resisting his forehead against yours, his dark eyes inescapable as he pushes two fingers inside you and you gasp.

“Fuck me...” you exclaim. “John…”

“I plan to.” he returns smugly, but you can see in his eyes he’s almost wrecked, turning you with thumbs digging into your hips so your back is towards him, reaching around to keep touching you. You grind against his fingers, desperately.

He pushes himself at the juncture of your thighs and you spread your legs in welcome. John knows he can’t wait, so speeds up his fingers as he pushes himself inch by inch into your tight heat. It’s the most delicious torture he’s ever felt.

You push yourself back on him, greedy for more and he groans, losing control for a second and thrusting into you so violently you almost fall forward. He grabs your shoulders and steadies you, his instinct all protection, and nips your neck in warning.

“Be careful…”

You nod, but lean the top of your body forward and grind your hips back in rebellion. John gives in, holding your hip with one hand while bringing the other to caress your breasts, thumbing and pinching your nipples. You just want him to fuck you, to claim you, and you whimper all of this into the air, hoping the shower spray will muffle the sound.

John hears it all though, and it’s all he can do not to push you up against the shower wall and just take...

“Shush…” he hushes you, putting a hand over your mouth, fearful of the noise and also his own reaction to your pleas.

You pant against his hand, feeling it grow damp with your fevered breathing, the shower walls almost opaque with steam. John continues his onslaught, gripping you tightly so you wont fall, but taking you at a fevered pace, pressing his face into the back of your neck as he comes. You join him, sinking your teeth into the fleshy mound of his hand and tasting blood. It only makes him hold you tighter, aftershocks shuddering through his body.

You clean each other up under the spray and you examine his hand a little bashfully.

“Sorry.”

John moves your damp hair away from your neck, his fingers trailing down the side. “In that case i’m sorry too.”

He wraps you in a towel and you glimpse yourself in the steamed up mirror. Your neck is covered in bites John has left on you, dark marks scattered at angles like a haiku on your skin. You just wish you knew how to read it.

[fearofaherobrine]

Roleplay Server Log #147

"Brothers, Azrael and Slender, Mission of Mercy, Drunken Dragon”

[Jeff] - Let go!

[liu] NO!

[Jeff] - YES!

[liu] NO!

[Doc] Looks over at the two. - Hey Jeff? How's Jane doing?

[Jeff] - Snobby but beautiful... FUCK!

[Doc] Aww. I know she's still mad at you for burning her, please let her know she can come back anytime she wants and I'll work on her skin some more.

[gem] -lets go of jeff since liu has him-

[Jeff] - Shut up!

[Doc] But you will tell her? Won't you?

[Jeff] - Oh fuck no!

[Doc] Even if it would give you a better chance with her?

[Jeff] - No!

[Doc] shrugs- Okay. It's up to you. She'll probably get curious and come back on her own anyway. She seemed rather intent on having it healed, I think she just has trust issues with me.

[KB] No. It's just me who can turn into a cat. My Steve isn't the brightest person I know, that's all I can say.

[Doc] What's the situation on your home seed KB?

[Jeff] Growls and struggles against Liu-

[liu] -is doing is best to not let go-

[Jeff] Struggles out of Liu's grip-

[liu] nooo brother!

[Jeff] Bolts a distance away with Smile running after him-

[KB] Hm? How my world is in general? Or?

[Doc] Well you're here, so I wondered if it was something specific that made you leave and go wandering. Some brines flee because of war, others just because they feel unwanted.

[KB] I come and go wherever I feel like most of the time. I guess I just needed a break from my own universe.

[Doc] Ah, okay. Well you're always welcome here.

[Notch] Can I ask... what your NOTCH is to you? Apart from someone you don't like.

[KB] My Notch? I used to rule my universe with him, before he exiled me. So I see him as greedy and careless.

[Notch] What happened between you to change your alliance?

[Doc] We did have a case where one NOTCH AI injured and impersonated a more peaceful one in order to destroy his brine.

[KB] He said I was getting too violent with the power. And he found out something else. Which I don't want to share. And huh. What happened with that?

[Notch] I understand.

[Doc] Maybe if you feel more comfortable in the coming days or months we can speak of it again, if you wish.

[Notch] It was very sad... It was Cp's father. The NOTCH that raised him and Stevie. Another NOTCH invaded their seed and impersonated him. It nearly destroyed CP and drove him straight into the arms of Slender and his ilk. I was there when we found his father, so glitched he was dying slowly in a bed tended by the other refugees he'd gathered. I.... watched him go, and Cp just... crumbled. Stevie doesn't know. He thinks I'm his real father. Please don't tell him.

[KB] Maybe. We'll see. And yikes. Guess not all Notch's are good then.

[Notch] Their temperments vary as much as Herobrine's do. Cp's father was kind-hearted. And the ones we took in as refugees are peaceful. Most of them have some kind of PTSD and just want to be left in peace.

[Doc] They're not on this seed exactly. It's a sub seed I've loaded on a console. It's in a locked room underground and they can't get out from there without one of us. But they have plenty of space to live and build where they are. They're sharing the seed with several Enderdragons, mostly babies.

[KB] Oh. I see. My Notch is all about "peace" and wanting what's best for his world. -He cringed a bit, baring his fangs.- Guess I was ruining that "peace."

[Doc] A control freak and a griefer are never a good combination. But then I guess banishment is mild compared to some of the horror stories I've heard.

[gem] like mine he was very much a horror story he ripped off my wings

[Doc] See?

[Jeff] - Who fucking cares!

[gem] you should about you brother

[Doc] I don't expect you to give a shit Jeff. As far as I can tell you only care about yourself.

[liu] -is on the ground crying-

[Jeff] - Hey, I care about my dog too asshole!

[Doc] Rolls hir eyes.

[Notch] Goes to Liu - Hey... It's gonna be okay, don't cry.

[liu] I just want me and jeff to be close again

[Notch] Sits down beside him, - I know. It's hard. But creepypastas teach eachother that showing emotion is weakness, it's hard to get around that mental block.

[liu] he can't even forgive him self when I forgive him.

[Notch] I know... It's like Cp and Stevie. I want to see them close again as well, but Cp never stops fighting it.

[liu] -is calming down and wiping away his tears but he is still sniffling-

[Notch] Rustles around in his inventory and offers Liu a cookie.

[liu] -takes the cookie- thank you -noms on the cookie-

[Notch] You're welcome - pats him on the shoulder. - And if you need someone to talk too, I'm usually around. I've got a new house right in front of Lies - Points

[liu] thank you notch

[Notch] Anytime. Are you still knocking around Doc's house? Or have you made yourself a place yet?

[Stevie] Opening a side door- Father!  I'm hungry!

[liu] I've been staying at doc's in jeff's old room but I think I am going to make a place around here soon

[Notch] Perks up a little - Rude, but acceptable. [At Stevie]

[Stevie] - What's rude?

[Notch] Don't be a stranger, okay?

[Notch] Turns to Stevie- It's not nice to demand that people do things for you. It's much better to ask politely.

[Stevie] - Oh...  Sorry...  But brother does that all the time with Lie!

[liu] I wont be.

[Doc] Yeh and it's not okay for him to do it either, but he's a bit big for the frequent spankings it would take to correct his behavior. You, however, are not.

[Stevie] - No!- He runs back inside

[Doc] Looks over at Notch. - You or me?

[Notch] Gets up with a sigh - I'll do it. - Goes after Stevie. His voice can be heard as the door shuts. - If that's the way you want to be; bad little boys don't get any dessert.

[Stevie] - I'm not bad!

[Doc] Grumbles- you will be if you model your behavior after your brothers....

[Jeff] - ...  Who the fuck was that!?

[Doc] Hmm? That's Cp's little brother, Stevie.

[Jeff] - He has a brother?

[Doc] Yes. They were estranged for a long time. But he got a bad potion and turned back into a child so Cp and Notch and Lie are taking care of him.

[Jeff] Starts laughing- Stupid fucking asshole fucking deserves it!

[Doc] What? Taking care of his brother? Cp loves Stevie or he wouldn't be doing it.

[Jeff] - Yeah right, just like he "loves" that whore?

[Doc] You know every time you call her that I have to resist the urge to smack that look off your face. Lie is not a whore and Cp does love her and his brother. You're just jelous that he can show some affection without having a panic attack and running away like you.

[Jeff] - I do not have a problem and the bitch is a whore!

[Doc] Do I have to dump more honesty flowers on you? Get over yourself Jeff. You're likely also mad that he actually managed to secure a relationship when you fucked up so badly.

[Jeff] - Hey, I'm perfect and beautiful

[Doc] There's good self-esteem and then theres being a narsisstic ass bag. Guess which one you're doing?

[Jeff] Flips Doc off-

[Doc] No thank you. I also have a mate already. Because I know how to properly treat someone I love.

[Jeff] - Shut the fuck up asshole

[Doc] Is flapping hir fingers in the form of a mouth in time with Jeffs words.

[Stevie] Comes running back outside-

[Doc] Gives him a suspicious look -

[Notch] Comes out running after him. - You get back here!

[Stevie] Whines-

[Notch] And stop whining. I thought you wanted to eat?

[Stevie] - But I'm not a bad boy!

[Notch] At the moment yes you are. You're running around all crazy instead of eating your lunch, that you demanded no less.

[Stevie] Shifts nervously before approaching Notch-

[Notch] Holds the door open for him- That's better

[Stevie] Walks through-

[Notch] Fading as the door shuts- I made chicken and potatoes, just be good and eat.

[Jeff] - You know what, fuck this place, I need to get back to Slender, who the fuck can open a portal for me?

[Doc] Cp can do it. Also Silver and Splender.

[Jeff] - Endrea said CP was resting

[Doc] You asked who could, not who would. I think Glitchy and Strangled can make portals too. But I'm not sure where Glitchy is or if Strangled will even talk to you.

[Jeff] - Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck

[Mew] Mew.  -Just plops onto Doc's head-

[Doc] Hey I'd let you out but I can't make portals into the real world, only into other games. -is bonked- Oh! Oh, hey Mew.

[Mew] Mew.

[Jeff] Grumbles angrily-

[Mew] Owner would take you back. But good luck finding him. I think he was at that place with all those horses last? - sways tail back and forth-

[Jeff] - What fucking place with all the horses!?

[Mew] Well If you were to ask nicely...... I might show you....

[Jeff] - Fuck that

[Mew] Well! Then you're stuck here!

[Jeff] - Screw this! I don't care is he's "resting", like that Bayard sleeps anyways, in gonna go tell at him-Starts tromping up the stairs to Lie's house

[Doc] Shrugs and follows, Xe makes a gesture to Kittybrine and Liu to do the same if they want. -

[Jeff] Kicks the door in, breaking it- Hey fucke- Whoa!

[Honedge] Is now on the defensive-

[Doc] Yeah it's not hard to break wooden doors, but breaking into a brines house is a super quick way to get your ass kicked.

[Jeff] - Fuck off you stupid sword!

[Honedge] Prepares for an attack-

[Mew] Get rekt, prick. -making a nest out of doc's hair-

[Doc] Hey Mew? Fair warning, you may get Pikachu-style shocked if you rub my hair the wrong way, Why don't you sit on my shoulder instead?

[Mew] ...Nah, its comfy here.

[Doc] Okay, just don't want you to get pissed off because of something that comes to me naturally. - a little bit of a crackle spikes along the edges of hir hair.

[Doc] Decides to walk over a bit under the bridge and call out - Hey Lie? Are you up? You might be needed to stop cp murdering Jeff in a few minutes.

[liu] -is looking though the door watching jeff-

[Lie] Grumbles as she pulls the blankets on the bed closer- Oh come on, it's ben a relatively quiet morning!

[Doc] I'm sorry Lie, but i think it's nessesary

[Lie] Groans-

[Jeff] Is busy dodging the angry Honedge- FUCK OFF YOU STUPID FUCKING SWORD!

[Doc] I have something to show you if that makes it any better

[Lie] - But the bed is warm!

[liu] jeff be careful.

[Doc] but your entryway is about to be soiled with bloodstains

[Lie] - ...  CP, there's somebody at the door

[CP] Growls a little and shifting can be heard as he gets out from under the blankets and starts making his way towards the front door-

[Doc] He might not be there for long....

[Honedge] Jabs forwards as it spots an opening only to be jerked to a stop as CP grabs it's sash-

[CP] - That's fucking enough

[Doc] waves cheerfully

[Jeff] - There you re you fucker!  Open a fucking way out!

[CP] - Did you seriously disrupt my morning just for that?

[Doc] he just came to pick up Smile

[Jeff] - What?  It's not like you and that whore were doing anything!

[CP] Immediately punches Jeff in the face which sends him tumbling down the stairs-

[Doc] Glutton for punishment

[liu] jeff are you ok?

[Doc] I told you he loves her, you're so stubborn

[CP] - Go ask BEN to let you out

[Doc] See this is why you need to teach me Cp

[liu] ben is busy with hyrule.

[CP] Grumbles and glares at Doc, he's not happy about his morning being interrupted-

[Lie] Comes out of their bedroom, heading for the workroom- I'm going to get some breakfast

[Jeff] His nose is now bleeding- YOU FUCKER!

[CP] - I don't care what BEN is doing, this fucker is his partner, he can deal with him

[liu] I think aven is too tired to watch hyrule because of the giant flood she accidently made

[Hope] Peeks around CP's leg and mews a little-

[Mew] Mew.

[Hope] Mews at Mew-

[Mew] Meww.

[Doc] is standing in the doorway, and falls into step behind Lie

[Lie] Yawns a bit as the Vulpix runs ahead of her- So what brings you out here Doc?

[Doc] I was just keeping an eye on Jeff, but he seems determined to get slapped around by everyone on the server

[Lie] - I wonder if it's like that in the real manor as well?

[Doc] maybe less then you'd think since the Slenderbeings seem to smack them when they get out of hand

[Lie] - Perhaps that's a good thing in his case?

[Doc] He's a narcissist and emotionally constipated, I'm not sure corporal punishment as done much for his temperament so far.

[Lie] - Well what can we do then?

[Mew] Owner punched Jeff once. -Just leaning down a bit and resting paws on Doc's face- Once. It was oddly satisfying to see though!

[Doc] pushes up Mews paws-

[Mew]-Slides them back down very slowly- Mew.

[Hope] Is following them-

[Doc] Lifts Mew off and sets them down in front of Hope. - I think that's enough of that

[Hope] Sniffs at Mew-

[Mew] You're no fun. Normal cats are so boring...

[Hope] Pounces Mew-

[Lie] Yawns again as they enter the work room, spotting Notch and Stevie eating- Morning

[Stevie] - Morning miss Lie!

[Doc] So anyway I have something to show you, TLOT did a little floral project and I put some enhancements on it, but I think you could make it grow normally and maybe get some seeds from it rather then just me copying the same plant over and over.

[Lie] - Oh?  What is it?

[Doc] Xe takes out what looks like a potted bird of paradise bloom, the petals ladder up from purple to red in a rainbow pattern.

[Lie] - Okay...  Was he bored or inspired?

[Stevie] - Pretty!

[Doc] Actually it's a defensive plant, it makes interference when you shake it. If you're vigorous enough it makes such a riot of colors and lights you can make someone faint with it.

[Lie] - Okaaaaaaaaaay...  What brought this about exactly?

[Doc] We were thinking of calling it a Color Plume unless you've got a better suggestion. Oh? I think the thing with the peacock was irritating him and he thought flowers would be more relaxing. The usage was my idea.

[Lie] - I see, and I don't mind the name at all

[Luna] Is carrying a bundle of laundry down to the laundry room of the manor, she's still nervous about being in the manor-

[Solace] -Folding laundry to have something to do, he can't exactly leave yet, after all.-

[Luna] Trips as she goes through the doorway with a small yelp-

[Solace] -A tendril flicks up to stop Luna from falling to the ground-

[Luna] - Ah, thank you Solace...

[Anne] Scoffs as she walks past Luna with a stack of bloody bandages which need washing.  She see's Luna as pathetically weak-

-There's a tiny gust of wind that blows under the front door of the manor, it wends it's ways down the halls with ease since two of the more powerful Slenders are away. It amuses itself with a puff of cold air on Luna's neck. -

[Luna] Yelps a little and tries to turn around in Solace's tendril to see what's there-  What was that!?

[Anne] - Nothing, you stupid little girl, honestly, your too skittish

-The quiet entity chuckles to itself, drawing a feather it was gifted invisibly across Anne's cheek.

[Anne] Lifts her hand and rubs under the straps of her medical mask before dumping the bloody bandages into a bucket of cold water-

[Xophiel] Whispers a few words to Luna. - Slender should know. There are wolves in the woods, but they'll eat the SCP too.

[Luna] - Seriously!  Who's there!?

[Xophiel] A... friend... of the one who saved you.

[Luna] Is still very nervous- Solace?  I'm hearing things...

[Xophiel] Shhhhh, just deliver the message little one.

[Solace] This place tends to do that, don't worry about it.

[Xophiel] Offender especilly will understand.

[Luna] - It's saying there are wolves attacking the SCP?

[Anne] - Wolves?  No animals can be within the woods proper without the Master's knowledge...

[Xophiel] They're not ordinary wolves, and their master is far harsher then your own. But it does allow them so fun occasionally.

[Luna] Is getting more than a little panicked now as she moves closer to Solace- Solace?  I don't like this...

-Solace tucks Luna close with her arm, tendril retreating now that Luna was close enough-

[Solace] It's fine, I promise Luna. This sort of thing is normal here, odd things happen all the time.

[Luna] - If...  If you're sure...

[Luna] - Wha...  What do you want me to do?

[Anne] - How about you shut your mouth

[Solace] Anne, if you're smart, you'll stop.

[Anne] - You are not my Master

[Solace] Maybe not, but I will not tolerate that attitude.

[Anne] - And why should you care?

[Luna] - Solace, it's okay...  I'm not as strong as them, it's...  Understandable, that they be irritated with me...

[Solace] Even so, that gives them no reason to be rude.

[Anne] - Well you'd better get used to it

[Anne] Begins working on washing the bandages-

[Xophiel] Has added ink to the washing machine so the bandages come out nearly black and smelling faintly of cassia.

-Levels a mildly annoyed look on Anne, not that you can tell.-

[Solace] - begins to lead Luna out of the room-'

[Anne] - What the fuck?- She pulls out one of the bandages and scowls behind her mask- What the hell? We need these for the others!

[Luna] - What's wrong Anne?

[Anne] - The bandages are somehow even more soiled! I swear, if this is someone's idea of a joke...

[Azrael] Has manifested near Slender and is catching souls as he kills the SCP

[Slender] Can sense Azriel, having run into him a few times before- It has been some time, old companion

[Azrael] wryly - I'VE BEEN BUSY, YOURE NOT THE ONLY ONE WITH FAMILY YOU KNOW.

[Slender] - True, although mine of late keeps being taken from me and...  Changed- He sends a tendril straight through a humans torso raising them up to impale them on the branches above

[Azrael] IVE HEARD SECONDHAND AT LEAST, BUT DONT YOU THINK THINGS WERE OVERDUE FOR A LITTLE SHAKING UP? YOUVE BEEN ATTRACTING A LOT OF ATTENTION WITH YOUR FAMILIES ACTIONS.

[Slender] - Yes I know that!  I was hoping they'd have gained more control by now

[Azrael] there's  a slightly smug cast to his skull - I GUESS DOING THE SAME THING OVER AND OVER HOPING FOR A DIFFERENT RESULT IS THE DEFINITION OF MADNESS. INSANITY IS GETTING TOO BIG FOR HER BRITCHES ANYWAY, SHE NEEDS A NEW DIVERSION

[Slender] - She is what she is, even she is finding it harder to find victims

[Azrael] ITS BECAUSE ONE OF HER COUNTERPARTS HAS BEEN DISTRACTED AS WELL. HE LOST SOMETHING AND EVEN NOW HIS MINIONS ROAM YOUR WORLD SEARCHING FOR IT IN VAIN.

[Slender] - I see...  Still, as knowledge of our existence becomes more well known, the more difficult it becomes to hunt, they avoid the woods, they avoid Offender's roses, they avoid the sights which the digital pasta's sometimes use to hunt as well

[Azrael] THEN I wOulD sAy... let them heal. - he's seems to be struggling to keep his funeral intonation at a more normal tone and it's a sound Slender has never heard from the lipless mouth of Death.

[Slender] Tilts his head in interest at the sound- I have tried, I have watched them, to see if it were capable of it, even with Insanity removed I'm having to stop Jeff from cutting open his face, Jane still has her night terrors about the night Jeff tried to change her.  Even though she is gone, her effects seem to be too far ingrained into them

[Azrael] THESE THINGS TAKE TIME, I OF ALL SHOULD KNOW. BE PATIENT. THE ONE AT THE HEART OF THIS IS INTERESTING, ARE THEY NOT? IVE FORGIVEN THEM FOR BRINGING A FEW CHILDREN BACK TO LIFE IN RETURN FOR THE MULTITUDES THEY RELEASED. SOME HAD BEEN WAITING 100 YEARS TO BE GIVEN UNTO ME.

[Slender] - I will admit they are interesting, they did prevent me from losing Sally...  But what are these others you mention?

[Azrael] THE CHILD CAPTIVES OF YOUR CLOWN PRINCE. THEY WERE HEALED, MOST PASSED ON TO THEIR PROPER REWARDS. BUT A FEW REMAIN INSIDE THE DOCTORS SANCTUARY, WHOLY DIGITAL NOW AND PLACED WITH NEW FAMILIES. SOME CREATURES CALLED TESTIFICATES.

[Slender] - Herobrine had mentioned those before...  And before you ask, no, I will not give the precious child to you

[Azrael] BE AT PEACE SLENDER, I HAVE NO INTEREST IN TAKING YOUR CHILD, SHE IS NOT SUFFERING LIKE THE OTHERS WERE. AND LIU WAS REVIVED WITH MY PERMISSION AND TAKEN IMMEDIATELY FROM THE WORLD WHERE HE NO LONGER BELONGS. I HAVE NO QUARREL WITH DIGITAL LIFE FORMS.

[Slender] Growls a little- The matter of his brother has been driving Jeff into distress

[Azrael] WHY? WAS IT NOT WHAT HE WANTED? I KNOW HE WAS RELIGIOUS IN VISITING THE BOYS RESTING PLACE.

[Slender] - Yes he was, but it is the only kill he has ever regretted, he cannot bring himself to forgive himself

[Slender] Stabs another human, beginning the process of disemboweling the human-

[Azrael] I GUESS IT IS ALL ON HOW DEEPLY HIS BROTHERS LOVE RUNS. HUMANS CAN BE RATHER TENACIOUS- he reaches forward and plucks the soul from the screaming human, holding it like a delicate egg in his skeletal hand.

[Slender] - Oh come now, you could have let that one suffer longer!

[Azrael] looks a bit irritated- I AM NOT YOU. AND THERE WAS A TIME WHEN I WAS UNABLE TO INTERFERE IN WHAT HAPPENED AROUND ME. THAT TiMe hAs... passed. I DO NOT THINK THAT TAKING ONE SOUL A LITTLE EARLY IN THIS FOREST OF HORRORS WILL LEAVE YOU HUNGRY. I HAVE... LATELY LEARNED THE VALUE OF A SINGLE SOUL EVEN MORE DEEPLY THEN I EVER FELT IT BEFORE. - he puts the glowing soul gently in a pocket of his robe.

[Slender] - You know full well I do not feast upon souls...  And I have met the one who bears your powers...  And since when do you interfere?

[Azael] SHE DOESN'T JUST BEAR MY POWERS SLENDER, I HAVE HERS AS WELL. I THOUGHT I GAVE HER A GIFT, BUT THEN I REALIZED IT WAS MORE A TRADE IN MY FAVOR.

[Slender] - You still have not answered my question

[Azrael] SINCE I... - his voice changes again, it seems a little deep but normal and calm-  I... was given free will.

[Slender] - A powerful ability, I remember when I gained it myself, not long after I first entered this dimension

[Azrael] SUCH A SMALL THING, BUT SO IMPORTANT. I'VE HAD GOOD FORTUNE IN MY DEALINGS. I HOPE YOU HAVE THE SAME IN YOURS.

[Slender] - I simply want my family back again to how it was, plus a few new additions I have heard of

[Azrael] ADDITIONS? AH, THE WIVES... I FEAR THAT YOU WILL BE DISAPPOINTED THERE. ONE IS ALREADY A CREEPYPASTA AND HER MATES TOUCH WOULD PURGE HER, AND THE OTHER CARRIES ANOTHER ANGELS PURIFYING FLAME.

[Slender] - I saw the flames of the one, and I've been informed of BEN's touch.  I must say it will be interesting to see how things turn out with Herobrine's mate

[Azrael] IT'S... not the healthiest relationship, I think. BUT SHE IS PATIENT, AND THE DOCTOR IS RATHER PERSISTANT IN MOLDING HIM.

[Slender] - So long as he is still capable of doing his job then I would not mind a little less violence.  There is a reason I usually refer to him as the Destructive Child

[Azreal] WORRY NOT, HE STILL DELIGHTS IN MISCHIEF AND SHADENFREUDE. IT IS SIMPLY, MORE CONTAINED NOW. I THINK HIS FREQUENT SOJOURNS AS A BEAST HAVE TAUGHT HIM SOME EMPATHY FOR THE WEAK.

[Slender] - Ah yes, I heard about the feline form- He senses some electrical equipment nearby and blasts it with an EMP

[Azrael] Bigger smile then usual - I'VE SEEN THE PICTURES.

[Slender] Sighs- If the others know I've seen it they will want to as well

[Azrael] I DIDN'T SAY I HAD THEM ON ME. YOU'RE SAFE FOR NOW. I MUST SAY MY DAUGHTERS FRIEND... IS QUITE ENTERTAINING. SHE SEEMS FILLED WITH A NEW PURPOSE TO TEACH THEM ALL KINDS OF INTERESTING THINGS.

[Slender] - Yes, I believe your daughter had a hand in helping my little one

[Azreal] OH YES, and with my blessings, I know how important Sally is to you. SHE WAS qUiTe adaMant iN telling me you were rude to her friends as well.

[Slender] - I was out of my territory around your child!  I had a right to be on edge!

[Azrael] She was upset because you tried to infect someone who was terrifed and only there to meet you. Akhet is very serious about people keeping their promises.

[Slender] - You know that I do not have absolute control over Insanity, it was one of the moments where my control...  Slipped...

[Azrael] She uses you Slender. Someday you'll have to admit it. If only to yourself. - Death gives him a wicked grin- Perhaps it's time you had a few more dealings with this Doctor. They seem quite competent and determined for a being that somehow managed to forget their own name. - chuckles and then speaks more softly- I know you'd be lonely without her voice. But perhaps I could introduce you to Lilith, I think you'd get along quite well.

[Slender] - Insanity has been here as far back as I can remember, even before I entered this dimension

[Azrael] So? She's old, so what? What about Tiamat? Do you have any problems with reptile women?

[Slender] - Why does it seem like you're trying to hook me up with someone?- He grabs a few more humans and snaps their necks

[Azrael] Just making suggestions. I think.... TimE is MOvinG alonG AND yOU NEED tO MOVE WITH IT, OR PERHAPS... BE LEFT BEHIND.

[Slender] - Horrors like myself are more effective when considered something much older.  Besides, from what my brothers say, the more modern times are rather hectic

[Azrael] As if you've never lied about your age... These are interesting times, I agree. SO MANY HUMANS, BUSY BUSY BUSY.

[Slender] - Luckily the youth are still just as idiotic as ever, daring each other to enter my woods

[Azreal] You wouldn't believe some of the ways I've seen them meet their ends... THEY THINK THEY'RE IMMORTAL AT THAT AGE.

[Slender] - Why do you think so many of the pasta's are of youthful age?

[Azrael] You certainly have your hands full Slender, I'd think you'd welcome some of them being absent and someone else's problem for  a while.

[Slender] - Their absence is a chance for them to come to serious harm...  Especially with some of their mentalities...

[Azrael] You... really think they can be hurt in a place where I have little to no authority?

[Slender] - Just because they are near impossible to kill, doesn't mean they have not come home with limbs almost missing, blood greatly missing, or most of their bodies burned

[Azreal] Stares at him for a long moment - YOU REALLY KNOW NOTHING OF THE GAME IN WHICH THEY RESIDE, DO YOU? PERHAPS YOU SHOULD BE ASKING MORE QUESTIONS WHEN YOU HAVE THE OPPORTUNITY.

[Slender] - It is pointless for me old companion, Even with the games barricaded to withstand my powers, I will still cause harm to it

[Azrael] ARE YOU SO SURE? YOUR BROTHER SPLENDERMAN SEEMS TO HAVE ADAPTED VERY WELL. THOUGH IT IS PARTIALLY BECAUSE OF SOMETHING MY LITTLE ONE MADE FOR HIM.

[Slender] - I will owe her nothing

[Azrael] I DID NOT OFFER. THAT MAGICK IS HERS TO GIVE IF SHE CHOOSES AND SHE DOES NOT TRUST YOU NOW. I AM MERELY... I am only saying that it is stronger then you assume. IT IS A WORLD THAT MAKES IT'S OWN MAGICK, AND TAKES GOOD CARE OF IT'S OWN.

[Slender] - And I take care of my own as well

[Azrael] Casts his starry eyes on the carnage around them. He sweeps out a silvery wing and gathers a few more souls close to catch them in his hands. - I KNOW.

[Slender] His head snaps his head around, letting out a staticky hiss- Masky- He begins to quickly move through the trees towards his proxy

[Azrael] Follows curiously -

[Slender] - After several long hurried strides he finds Tici Toby supporting Masky, leading his away from a clearing.  There's blood blossoming on Masky's chest and a bit of it trickles out from under his mask

[Azrael] Hangs back and checks Masky's lifetimer.

[Toby] - M-m-master, he g-g-got-crack- shot

[Slender] - I can see that- He kneels down to check his oldest proxy over

[Slender] Hisses again- Toby, go find Offender, now

[Azrael] Grins to himself, he gives the lifetimer a bit of a shake and puts it away. Melting back into the shadows of the woods.

[Toby] Gently puts Masky down before running off to find the other Slender brother-

[Slender] His tendrils wave menacingly in the air as he waits for his brother, a single SCP agent dared to get close and was immediately destroyed.  There was a soft sound as Offender teleported nearby, no usual sign of his cocky nature as he kneels next to the proxy.

[Offender] Without a word lifts Masky's jacket and begins drooling on the wounds, his saliva a natural healing agent-

[Slender] - How many are left?

[Offender] - Not too many, we should have either chased them out or killed them within the next day or two

[Slender] - Make it a single day

[Offender] - Got it, you know, Rake and some of the others are injured as well?

[Slender] - Which is why I have Anne back at the manor prepping.  Who isn't injured?

[Offender] - Jane isn't, and I don't think Locklear is either...  Jeff still hasn't returned with Smile though

[Slender] - Then get him back here!

[Offender] - Hey now, talk to Splender about that, not me

[Slender] He's about to snap at Offender when there's a whirring sound and a large blade sliced across his back, taking some of his tendrils with it.  Offender quickly reaches out with his own tendrils, grabbing his brother and Masky before teleporting them to the manor-

[Offender] - Hang on brother

[Offender] Reaches out mentally for Splender-

[Splender] Stiffens as he hears Offender's message, quickly teleporting to where Jeff is and grabbing him- We need to go, now!

[CP] - Whats the rush Splendy?

[Splender] - Big brother is hurt!

[liu] whats going on?

[CP] - What, Slender is hurt?

[Splender] - That's what Offender said!  Now where's Smile?

[Smile] Snuck in after Lie and Doc to beg for food-

[Smile] Whines at Doc-

[Doc] Peeks out the back door - Splender?

[Splender] - HI!  CAN'T TALK< NEED TO GET TO REAL WORLD!  SMILE COME HERE!

[Doc] What's going on? You look rather agitated. Wait, where's Ej and Sally?

[liu] -hugs jeff one more time- bye jeff come back and visit.

[Splender] - BROTHER IS INJURED!  NEED TO GET THERE!

[Doc] Shit, really?! - wide eyes

[Splender] - YES!- He starts making an opening

[Doc] Is kind of sidling forward, - do you? Need help?

[Splender] - I DON'T KNOW!- The main foyer of the manor can be seen through the opening

[Jeff] Is growling a little-

[Doc] Yells- CP! I need you!

[CP] - I'm right here asshole

[Splender] Is already pulling Jeff through who calls for Smile to follow-

[liu] -is waving good bye to jeff-

[Doc] Is obviously torn between the urge to help someone hurt and not wanting to be somewhere xe can't get out of, the thoughts are loud enough for Cp to hear quite clearly. Xe bites hir lip in a panic and gives him a rather helpless expression.

[CP] Grumbles- Fiiiiiiiiiiine

[Doc] Grabs his hand gratefully and pulls him through with hir. - Thank you

[Smile] Comes barreling towards them from behind and accidentally bumps Lie through-

[Lie] Yelps as she falls through-

[Doc] Stoops to help Lie up, - ah shit....

[Splender] Isn't paying attention as he shuts the opening-

[Lie] - Thanks Doc- Shudders as the atmosphere of the manor falls over her

[CP] Is on high alert, knowing that Lie is there-

[Doc] Spawn one of the flowers you made for Sweet Alex, it should cut the smell.

[Anne] Goes past carrying many bandages and towards the living room-

[Lie] - Good idea- She spawns a mild one, not wanting the smell to be overwhelming

[Splender] Races after Anne to the living room-

[Doc] Follows at a quick pace.

[Slender] Is on the ground, his black blood spilling from the large gash on his back, there are visible stumps where his tendril were.  Offender is next to him gathering his saliva-

[Doc] Holy.... Sorry in advance Slender! - Runs right for him.

[Slender] Gives off an aggressive static hiss-

[Splender] - Careful it's not often that brother is in this sort of pain, it makes him aggressive

[CP] Keeps Lie close to him, debating if he should have her wait in his room or not-

[Doc] Xe spawns a bucket of lava and takes a handful before putting it away, Xe grips it like a ball and cauterizes the stumps of tendrils with it.

[Slender] His remaining tendrils whip out at Doc as fast as a bull whip-

[Offender] Reaches out with his own tendrils to try and contain Slender's-

[Doc] Gets smacked in the face and hard enough on the arm to send the ball of lava flying into the fireplace where it eats a small hole in the brickwork.

[CP] - And something else for me to fix...  Great

[Lie] Spawns a few of her healing flowers around the room-

[Anne] Is laying out bandages-

[Doc] Hits the floor with a muscular crack. - Fuuuuck! - Hir leg is twisted at an unnatural angle.

[Lie] - Doc!

[Doc] Xe lets out a growl of hir own and turns to sit flat before snapping the limb back into place with a burst of static.  - Want to play rough eh? - Xe pulls out a needle and thread.

[Splender] - Be careful Doc!

[Slender] His static is growing to near painful levels-

[CP] Checks on Lie to make sure she isn't effected by the static-

[Doc] Bolts forward and wraps an arm around Slenders neck from the back, Xe sticks the needle into the cloth of his suit and struggles to hang on as xe's bucked around.

[Slender] His mouth opens wide, sharp teeth bared as he tries to get his tendrils free from Offender, Lie's healing flowers aren't as strong here as usual-

[Doc] Gets a good grip on his neck and is actually stitching his back wound as the Slender being tries to bite at hir arm under his chin.

[CP] Pushes Lie back and away from the danger-

[Doc] Bites off the thread and spawns a healing potion before splashing it over the wound and a large area of the carpet.

[Offender] Grins- Well that seems a tad more efficient than my saliva

[Doc] Nearly bites off hir own tongue from the bouncing - Slender! Please calm down!

[Slender] Angry noises-

[Doc] Suddenly stops - OH! DUH! Offender! Let go of him!

[Offender] - Nope, he will impale you faster than you can imagine

[Doc] No, I've got this! Trust me! I'm faster!

[Offender] After an affirmation from Splender he let's go of his brother's tendrils-

[Doc] Is already transforming, faster then lighting xe's wrapped around Slender like a python, with all his remaining tendrils pinned against his body -

[Slender] Releases an EMP blast-

[Doc] Swears very loudly-

[Lie] Yells a little and grips herself in pain-

[CP] - SHIT!-  He's quickly going over Lie's code, trying to correct it

[Doc] Jerks reflextively, going rigid like someone electrocuted. Hir jaw accidently smacks Slender on the top of his head.

[Slender] Hisses-

[Splender] - We could always lock him in his room...

[Doc] Is still holding Slender securely - I think I'm gonna throw up - xe wheezes.

[CP] - Hang on Doc, let me take care of Lie first

[Doc] I'm not errored. I just need a drink.... oh gods anything.... please

[Splender] Darts to the kitchen-

[Doc] Is obviously dizzy. - That may be the rudest thing a patient has ever done to me....

[Offender] Pulls a bottle of whiskey out of his coat and offers it-

[Doc] Just opens hir jaws for it. Xe's holding Slender with hir paws anyway-

[Offender] Dumps the bottle in- I have more if you want any

[Doc] Swallows the burning mouthful and hir head sways for a moment. - Please.... little more....

[Offender] Pulls out another bottle and pours more-

[Doc] Gives a little hiccup and hir expression softens as hir head goes fuzzy. - Thanks for that.

[Offender] - No problem

[Splender] Returns with water- HERE YOU GO!

[Doc] Focuses on Slender again - And you... you are rude. Rude rude rude!

[Offender] - Yeah...  He's out of it, this always happens when he gets this injured

[Doc] Rolls a bit to free one paw, xe pats Slender on the head- Reminds me - hic- of somebody elshe I know.

[CP] - Shut it Doc- He's got Lie's code almost completely corrected now

[Doc] Nope! Not gonna. because, Because I did gooood. I get to gloat a liiitle bit.

[Lie] - Is...  Is Doc drunk?  Here?

[CP] - Yup

[Doc] Immm not. That's a dirrty lie. Hahah, Lie isn't dirty though. She's lovely and mostly white.

[Lie] - What do we do with Doc now?

[Doc] Do? You don't haf to do nuffin Lie. Me and mah buddy Slendie here- xe flips hir tail fluff towards him - we're just gonna... gonna chill on the carpet for a leetle bit. -hic-

[Doc] Oh an shanks for the drink Offie, fucking interference dosen't hurt so bad when my heads fulla wool blocks and alkiehol.

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ok take this: seaside rendezvous universe, Joe and y/n somehow get to add eachother on snapchat and the old dynamic is back almost immediately 🤠

omg thank you for requesting SR stuff because these two nerds are so much fun to write. Light smut ahead.

Okay so lets say the ski trip went really well. Like really well.  

Your friends and his friends kind of ended up spending a lot of time together just because you and joe wanted to spend time together

A lot of nights at the bar drinking and dancing, days on the ski slopes sometimes letting joe “teach you how to ski” (which is basically just an excuse for him to stand really close with his hands on your hips) sometimes racing him down the slope (you were both passably good at it but certainly not the best in the group)

And of course annoying all your friends with how much sex you were having (partly because you knew you didn’t have to hide it so you were a little careless about locking doors, partly because they were a little jealous)

But at the end of the week you know you have to go back to your own colleges and you wont be able to see him every day and that bums you out. But you have your deal so on the last day you swap numbers and emails and agree to keep in contact and see what happens.

And it works well enough. He texts you a lot during the day and sends you emails when bigger things happen that take longer to write about. Occasionally you talk on the phone too.

Gradually though you start adding each other on social media

It starts with Instagram, you were out with some friends and ended up stopping into this dessert café with a whole menu of lactose free ice creams that you knew was the sort of place Joe would like so you send him a link to the photos you posted on insta and he follows you and you start chatting on there regularly because its easier to send memes that way.  

And then he goes on a twitter rant and he knows you’ll agree with him so he shows you and you follow him there

And it’s really great, seeing these parts of his life and finding out new things about each other but the one downside is the lack of sex.

Sexting is weird and you kind of feel like a dickhead while you’re doing it and its never as good as everyone seems to say it is, and theres the worry you’ll send something to the wrong person

So you don’t really do anything with it. You might get off thinking about Joe and you assume he thinks about you but you don’t really talk about it

Until you and Bea are getting coffee one day and shes telling you about the guy shes been seeing and she mentions he’s away for the week visiting his family but they’ve been sending each other dirty shit on snapchat

And it blows your mind

So as soon as you get back to your room (and you’ve double checked you have the place to yourself) you pull out your favourite lingerie and send Joe a message to add you on snapchat 

He takes a minute because he has to redownload the app and try to remember his password but he eventually gets on

You dm him and ask where he is at the moment

He’s at home, chilling out, procrastinating

You send him the photo you just took

And he’s like completely blown away like sends you a bunch of heart eyes emojis and stuff

And then he asks if you have any more photos (👀)

“I might. Or maybe I could just do this instead” you open the video chat and he answers really fucking quickly.

Like dude didn’t even realise video chat was an option but he’s tapping answer literally the second he sees it and he’s fucking beaming at you

“Why the fuck didn’t we think of this earlier? I’ve been fucking typing out shit for how long now and I could’ve just been talking?”

“You are very good at talking. Not so great at the shutting up.”

You’re both laughing but then Joe remembers what you’re wearing and he’s like “sooooo was there a reason you called? Something I can help you with?” and his tone is so suggestive and flirty you find yourself practically whining when you say you miss him.

“Anything else?”

“I –”

“Go on,”

“I, uh, I haven’t cum as hard as you could make me since we were skiing,”

“Well let’s see If I can’t fix that.”

He starts just asking questions – What do you normally think about? (“Oh me? Well that’s flattering.”), do you put music on? Light some candles? Make a night of it?

When you tell him how you normally go about it he’s like “okay so why don’t you start with your fingers, just lightly. Are you going to listen to my instructions?”

You say yes and start touching yourself how he says, changing whenever he tells you to (“Take off your panties and rub your clit for me. No, slow down, good girl.”)

And it’s so similar to what you’d normally do to get off but with the added bonus of Joe’s voice, getting lower and rougher and a little more breathless as he watches you and jerks off.

He tells you what he wants to see, where to move the camera, comments on how wet you sound or how much he wishes he could be there doing this in person.

“Of course, if I was there I’d have such a hard time resisting fucking you. I’d be torn between being in your cunt and watching you be an obedient little slut. Fuck, just thinking about you all spread out under me has me close. You wanna see what you do to me?”

“Mmhmm – oh god – yes”

“Are you close”

“So close,”

“I wanna watch you first. Do whatever you need to do to cum so I can watch you.”

It doesn’t take much longer – you adjust what you’re doing just a little bit but you can hear him grunting as he holds back his own orgasm and that just makes you want to cum more.

He praises you as you ride it out, calls you a good girl again and tells you it’s so fucking hot watching you cum and then once you’ve calmed down a little bit he tells you to keep your eyes on him and he finally lets go, moaning your name while you whine about wishing he was cumming in you instead.  

Theres a bit of quiet while you both collect yourselves and then Joe’s groaning about needing to clean himself up and your both laughing about it but he tells you to stay on the line. He props his phone up as he does a rudimentary clean up with some tissues and then you’re left just looking at his room while he slips on his underwear and goes to clean it off properly.

You take the chance to run and pee and sort yourself out and by the time he’s back you’re curled up in bed with your phone trying not to yawn.

“Okay I’m back. How was that?”

“It was brilliant Joe,”

“Yeah? Looked like you came pretty hard so I guess I helped.”

You laugh and say yes and check he liked it too and then you end up talking for a little while about your days and just casual stuff like that. 

Joe comments that you look tired and you say you didn’t sleep great last night so you could probably do with a nap but you also don’t want to stop talking to him.

He says he’s happy to talk for as long as you want and he’s still there when you drift off.