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hiyaluronic · 7 months ago

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*whispers* what if a certain lvl 20 hot!boi failed his wisdom save?

"Yes, well, we must make haste then." Essek stated, clearing his throat to shake free the unease he was feeling. "Ludinus is one thing, but a demon of such design that prays on the fears and self-loathing of individuals is not quite what I had in mind for this excursion, I'm afraid."

"But it's powering the engine and killing people, shouldn't we, y'know do something?"

Ashton sighed and leaned against his hammer, pointedly staring at Imogen. "It's a grand demon that's been here since before fuck all. I doubt it’s going to matter if it stays chained to an engine for another year or fifty."

"Ash is right." Orym started ignoring Ashtons interjected 'Thank You' "Besides, anything that stalls Ludinus, however good or bad at the moment, is unfortunately a help to us right now."

"I... I guess," Imogen sounded conflicted turning from Orym to stare off to the side where Chetney and Dorian had been affected, "but once Ludinus is dealt with we should probably come back and take care of it."

Essek nodded in agreement. "A problem for another day then."

'And such is your nature to always run. Why?'

His hand was halfway to the pocket of his robes when he heard the whisper. Essek closed his eyes with a quiet sigh.

A hand ran gently across his back, delicate fingers tapping against his shoulders before seeming to settle on the gentle curve of his neck. 'Do you not wish to see the fruits of our research? After all, I have you to thank for everything that I have been able to achieve.'

"We should go. Now." Essek stressed and opened his eyes only to see Caleb in the middle of the room, his form taught against the imaginary bonds that held him in place. Essek swallowed hard when he caught sight of the deep purple bruises that shadowed the white of Caleb's neck. Bells Hells was nowhere to be seen.

Shit.

'If it wasn't for this one here...' Ludinus grinned from his periphery, fingers twisting in the air at the same time Caleb buckled, the man forced to his knees with a grunt.

'Such a thorn in my side.'

Caleb choked, blood beginning to trickle from his nose, his lips strained to form soundless words, his bloodshot eyes pleading with Essek.

"This is not real." It was not, it couldn't be, he refused to fall for whatever horrid illusion that had been thrust upon him. Caleb was safe. The man had said as much himself just the day before. "You will not get what you want from me."

'You think this to be an illusion?' Essek winced when he felt the hot breath of Ludinus burn against the shell of his ear. 'Some perfunctory grand play of a fiend wanting to eat up all those tasty little demons that call that anxiety riddled head of yours home?' Ludinus laughed, 'You aren't as important as you seem to think in the grand scheme of things Thelyss. Your life is nothing but misstep after misstep.'

Essek watched while Ludinus stepped from him and moved to stand before Caleb. He tried to ignore the way the vile mans hand traced delicately down Caleb's cheek smearing blood across pale skin before gently caressing Caleb's lips.

He clenched his hands. This wasn't real, no matter how convincing the stage set before him seemed to be; but, if so, then why did his chest hurt and his breath catch?

'Everything you touch eventually tarnishes.''

Essek grinned, "Then it is good that you are something that has had the pleasure of my acquaintance. It means you yourself are doomed to corrode and rust. That is if any of this was real and not just desperate parlor tricks."

Ludinus laughed and turned to meet Essek's gaze, the man's eyes bright even in the dim light of the room. 'You still think this to be fake? Some sort of set dressing? Why do you think your precious human was so desperate for you to get to Aeor with these hooligans?'

Essek clenched his eyes closed, his fingers twitched. Caleb had been hurried in his explanation that he guide Bells Hells through Aeor but nothing had seemed amiss. Caleb had even promised him that he was fine but that he was unfortunately indisposed at the moment; but, like a worm burrowing into a rotting apple, doubt began to slither into Essek's consciousness.

What if Caleb had been sending him a plea for help in his rushed sending? Had he maybe missed something in their nightly talks? Had he been so foolish and lost in the wonders of their relationship that he'd missed some minute detail in the soft words of Caleb's assurances? It wouldn't be the first time he'd made a mess of things.

Caleb screamed and Essek's eyes shot open with a snarl. He swung his hands up and cast gravity fissure; a black mass hurtled forward ten feet to the right of Ludinus cracking the ground and pulling the hanging bodies from their chains. Ludinus gave a yell of surprise as both he and Caleb were pulled towards the center of the fissure.

The air was heavy in the room, pungent and sweet reminiscent of meadow after a rainstorm. "Caleb?" He winced at how loud his voice echoed in the quiet of the room.

Silence returned his call. Maybe he had misjudged the distance? What if he'd hurt Caleb beyond the point of healing? "Caleb!"

He moved quickly, "Caleb, you must answer me!"

He had been just mere feet from the still bodies of Caleb and Ludinus when something grabbed his ankle and pulled. Essek turned hand poised to attack only to falter when a familiar set of eyes looked up to him, the face distorted and bloated in death but still recognizable.

No it couldn't be, "Verin?"

'You left. They came and you had gone. I suffered your fate.'

"No. No you were safe, I made sure-"

Verin grinned, skin stretched taught, bloated and soured. 'A life taken for deeds done. Even if it was not the accused, retribution was sought.' A rattling breath escaped Verin. 'Why do you think you've been safe for all these years? I fell for crimes that were not my own, you killed me. You stole my future from me, brother.'

'You've doomed us all, Schatz.'

Essek turned from his brother to see Caleb, eyes dull, face stained red and kneeling in supplication. "Caleb, I..."

Ludinus, eyes alight with euphoria, slowly stood from the wreckage, his mangled form towering over Caleb's before resting a hand on Caleb's shoulder. 'The war of Ash and Light will be nothing compared to what Predathos will unleash and we all have you to thank.'

He looked at Caleb's tearful eyes and felt his own well in sympathy. "That's not..."

'Fuck, you'e truly made a mess of everything.'

"Beauregard?" Essek whispered confused. Where had she come from?

'You know how to stop this.' Beau grinned and brought her hands up to form a circle with a knowingly smile. 'Boom.'

#Guess who's started writing a thing?#Critical Role #essek thelyss #cr spoilers #sorta #The live show is tomorrow and I'm not sure if Ill be able to finish writing this in time so I wanted to post what I have so far #Not much left to finish with this one Essek trying to go blow everything up and Bells Hells having to whack some sense back into him #Or dispell magic? wonder if that would work against demon m ind fuckery?#Anyways have an unfinished thing that hopefully will be up on AO3 by the end of the weekend

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angelsanarchy · 1 year ago

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One Long Weekend: - Clyde/YN One-Shot Series CH 16

"If I asked you to stay, would you?" "There's only one way to find out."

Tagging: @roryculkinluvr @siriuslymooned @cc-luvr @crypticsewerslut @icarus-star @desert-springtime @shady-the-simp @izuoyarmin @mayathepsychic1999

TW: fucking, eating out, fingering, p n v, premature ejaculation, cock warming

MONDAY, 8:00PM

Clyde had no idea what to expect when walking up the stairs to Y/n's apartment. He still couldn't believe she had come to find him and wanted to bring him home. He had honestly never gone home with anyone before and up until this moment, he hadn't realized how nerve-wracking it would be.

"It's not as fancy as your place but its got its charm." Y/n opened the door inviting Clyde in. It was a lot more put together than his place but he liked that there were pictures on the wall of Y/n for him to get to know her a little better. He chuckled at one specific photo of her in a Scooby Doo costume, missing at least two front teeth.

"That's my dad's favorite picture. He got me addicted to Scooby Doo. As a kid who hated going to school, cartoons were kind of a big deal." Y/n explained dropping her keys on the counter.

"I think my mom was concerned I was going to turn out to be a serial killer with all the scary costumes I came up with. My dad drew the line at a homemade Leatherface costume one year and I just sort of gave up the ghost." Clyde offered. Y/n noticed how he swayed on his feet recognizing it wasn't because he had been drinking but that he was nervous.

"Did you want a drink or something to eat? I could make something." Y/n asked but Clyde shook his head.

"Nah I probably shouldn't drink anymore tonight. I think my sorrows are all full up anyway." Clyde joked. Y/n sat down on the couch and invited him to join her. He sat down carefully and let out a breath.

"I'm so sorry I made you think-" Clyde quickly shook his head cutting her off.

"I don't want you to feel bad about having a life. We spent a long weekend together and things happen. Clearly I overreacted because...well I don't usually do this." Clyde had shifted his body to face Y/n and put his hands out for her.

"This?" Y/n pressed and Clyde looked down at their fingers intertwined.

"I don't usually get the girl I really want. All of it just seemed like a dream and then when you left, I felt like I had woken up and it sucked." Clyde still couldn't bring himself to look her in the eye. In truth, he felt terrified this was all going to blow up in his face.

"I don't know if you've noticed but I get in my head a lot. I blame the ADHD." Clyde joked as Y/n brought their hands up in front of them making him look her in the face.

"I'm not a dream Clyde. I'm here with you in my apartment and there's nowhere I'd rather be." Y/n smiled sweetly. Clyde let out a shaky breath and nodded at the reassurance. Y/n pulled their hands towards her chest, sitting up on her knees to lean into Clyde to kiss him softly. She could feel him shaking as she pulled away and could see his eyes slowly opening to stare into hers.

"If I asked you to stay, would you?" Y/n spoke tenderly seeing how emotional Clyde was in this moment.

"There's only one way to find out." Clyde watched her smile slowly, moving to sit in his lap, legs locking behind his back.

"Will you stay with me Clyde?" Y/n held either side of his face, pushing his hair out of his eyes so she could see just how blue they were.

"I'll stay as long as you want me to." Clyde's response was so genuine Y/n couldn't help herself. She pulled him into another kiss but this time there was nothing gentle or sweet about it. She snaked her tongue into his mouth immediately being met with his own. His arms wrapping around her back to pull her even closer than she already was. Clyde's lips tried to keep up with Y/n's, pulling her legs so he could lay her down on the couch. Clyde's lips move down her neck, sucking and biting the sensitive skin pulling a moan from her mouth as she craned her neck backwards to allow him more access to the skin of her neck and chest.

Clyde wanted to taste every piece of skin on her body. He wanted to leave little marks so that tomorrow morning she would run her fingers across them and remember that his lips did that to her. He felt himself get even harder than he already was when she ran her hand up the back of his head, through his hair so she could pull a fist full of it.

"Fuck." He groaned resting his forehead against her collarbone for just a moment.

"A-are you okay? Is this okay?" Y/n checked in making Clyde chuckle.

"This is incredible. Are you okay?" Clyde lifted his head trying to look at her through his hair. She pushed it off his face so he could see her smiling face.

"I'm pretty fantastic but I think for the things I want to do with you, we should probably go to my room." Y/n gestured over Clyde's shoulder and he carefully removed himself from atop her and extended his hand. She took his hand and pulled him towards her bedroom, kicking the door shut behind them.

Clyde pushed her back against the door picking up where they had left off, letting his hands grip her ass. Y/n's hands pushed against Clyde's chest causing him to stumble back. Y/n started to undo the buttons on the front of her blouse slowly, watching his gaze be drawn away from her face to her now exposed blue bra.

"Okay, your turn." Y/n pushed and Clyde pulled the bottom of his shirt up and over his head, tossing it in the corner and shaking his hair out. Y/n was pleasantly surprised by the definition Clyde had from his shoulders to his hips. He wore such loose baggy clothes, you could never have guessed he would be so fit beneath it. He wore at least 4 bracelets on his wrists and they now stood out next to his pale skin.

Y/n unclipped her bra, letting her tits bounce free. She watched the slight drop in Clyde's jaw as he gazed at them longingly. His hard on was obvious as it tented his shorts tightly. He knew slow and steady teasing wasn't going to work here. He wanted her as much as she wanted him and he couldn't wait.

"Fuck it." Clyde practically sprinted across the room slamming into Y/n roughly, connecting their lips again. He walked her backwards and laid her down on the bed so that he could take in how beautiful she was half naked on her bed, waiting to fuck him. It took everything in him not to cum in his pants just from the sight.

He let his body fall carefully on top of hers, moving his lips quickly to her nipples so he could flick his tongue against them, grip the neglected one in his hand and leave a trail of spit between them as he suckled at her tits.

"Oh...fuck." Y/n moaned pushing her hips up and catching him off guard. He moaned loudly making him stop. Y/n stared up at him and he was squeezing his eyes shut tight.

"So...I didn't think I would see you today so I'm not wearing any underwear." Clyde confessed with a chuckle.

"Does that mean I can't touch you?" Y/n asked snorting a laugh.

"No no you can absolutely touch me, I'm just letting you know that I'm at like a 70% on blowing my load already so if you could just give me a minute..." Clyde sat back for a second and watched Y/n unbuttoned her shorts, sliding them down with her panties being careful not to touch Clyde in the process.

"You just let me know when I can touch you without it being a problem." Y/n ran her fingertips along her cunt, biting her lip as Clyde practically drooled just seeing how slick she was.

He didn't waste anymore time trying to stay strong. He dropped to his knees next to the bed, letting his face fall between her thighs, lapping at the juices waiting to be suckled. Y/n sucked in a breath from the contact and Clyde was determined to make her cum in case he ended up cumming embarrassingly fast.

Clyde's tongue circled her clit, sucking on it tightly and using two fingers to collect her wetness. Any time his fingers touch a specific spot, her knees would shake like they were threatening to trap his head in her pussy.

"Oh god Clyde." Clyde continued tongue fucking her pussy, looking up through his lashes to watch her grip her tits tightly in her hands, writhing at his touch. Clyde had a secret passion for eating pussy. He hadn't be able to eat a ton of girls out but it was one of the bookmarked porn searches he constantly made sure to use during the week. All he wanted to do was make Y/n cum so he could taste her.

"I-If you don't stop, I'm going to c-cum." Y/n said it like a threat but she could feel Clyde's smile against her cunt. Y/n's hands reached for the top of his head, grinding against his face while moaning loudly. Clyde could feel her cumming, quaking around his fingers and releasing her juices until they were running down his chin. She rode his face and fingers until she snapped her legs like a Venus fly trap around his head begging for him to stop. He let his palm run up her stomach to crawl back to her lips and she had tears on her face.

"Are you okay? Did I hurt you?" Clyde was worried for a second until she yanked him by the back of his neck to kiss her. Clyde felt chills when their skin connected. Y/n's breathing was erratic as she used her feet to try and shove his shorts from his body.

"I'm-I'm not going to last long..." Clyde pleaded but she didn't care. All she wanted was to feel his cock inside of her. She gripped his now exposed cock feeling how slick with precum it was before lining it up to her hole.

"F-fuck." Clyde squeezed his eyes shut at the feeling of her handling his cock and the tight, wetness he was met with once she pulled him in. They simultaneously moaned loudly. His thrusts were staggered and sloppy at best, Y/n clawing at the skin of his ass for him to be deeper inside of her.

"Fuck Clyde. I want you to cum inside me. I want to feel you." Y/n begged. Clyde pumped his hips almost violently to give her what she wanted, what they both wanted. Clyde fucked through his orgasm, feeling almost as though he hadn't cum in forever as he shot ropes of cum into Y/n. She swiveled her hips with a groan feeling the heat painting the insides of her cunt and feeling at peace. Clyde's arms started to buckle and he flopped onto her breast, covered in sweat and shaking. Y/n ran her hands through his sweaty hair, cooing at him so he could catch his breath. She let him stay flaccid inside of her, feeling his cum running down her ass onto her sheets. The both of them laid completely spent, trying to breath and be as still as possible.

#I started writing this when I got covid so hopefully it doesn't suck post covid #Clyde #electrick children #Clyde x Y/n #One Long Weekend #One Long Weekend Series #One Shot Series #Rory Culkin #Culkin Cult #I'm so sad this is ending #16/18

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