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drakenology · 4 years ago

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“what that mouth do?” - w/ random haikyuu boys. because I dont know all the team names yet.

ft. bokuto, aakashi, kageyama & asahi

🎵 inspo song 🎵

warnings: oral sex (fem!receiving), cussin’, d+ddy kink, exhibitionism?, slight overstim, spit (yall know me), use of kitten in asahi’s sowwy, dash of somnophilia, a pinch of “cunt”

bokuto (mine)

i feel like bokuto would be the type to just get straight to it.

and believe you me he is a messy eater.

the whole room would be filled with sounds of him slurping and sucking all over your pussy

loves eating it from the back to prep you for the brutally beautiful backshots he’s about to bestow upon you.

also just loves your ass in his face.

fingers you and eats you out at the same time. (demon)

will tongue kiss you when he’s done to make you taste yourself.

talks about eating pussy to his teammates alll day. (much to their dismay)

he just loves eating pussy.

pussy eating experience: 10/10.

bokuto laid on the bed like a sniper with his sights on his target between your legs, hands resting on both thighs to keep you nice and spread for him. his tongue glides over your plush folds, poking and prodding at your entrance as his pretty eyes lock onto your face.

fuck, you were so beautiful like this; face scrunching up with every swipe of his tongue. you whimper as his fingers dive deep into your dripping sex, slurping noises ringing in your ears as he took your clit between his soft lips. you were blinded by pleasure, incoherent sentences flowing out of your lips of how good he was eating you right now.

bokuto nods, a cheeky “mhm.” sending you into a daze. your legs quiver and vibrate around poor bokuto’s head as you cum violently on his tongue. Even as your thighs are squeezing him to death he’s still licking you, riding you through your high and straight to yet another. Your back arched, your fingers entrapping into bokuto’s hair as you try and escape his killer grip on your hips. “fuuuck, baby!” you cry, sobbing at the assault on your oh-so-sensitive pussy. bokuto can’t get enough of seeing you this way; begging and crying for him to stop. part of him loves your desperate pleas, relishing in every little jumbled swear you let out.

aakashi (also mine)

another one who devours the pussy.

absolutely insatiable

will eat you anywhere... like anywhere

and will go all out on purpose so others could potentially hear you moan for him eek!

likes to 69 so your pretty mouth pleases him while he pleases you

high-key likes it when you get so tongue dumb that you can’t even focus on sucking his dick.

loves to praise you; could literally write an essay about how good your pussy tastes

he’s just a damn demon ok?

you’re out trying on cute little dresses for aakashi; short ones to tease him when you go out. you smirk as you watch his face flush, loving the way he looked at you with such hunger. your panties soak at the thought of what he was going to do to you when you got home; what he might do when he sees you all dressed up pretty and ready to go out with your friends.

as you go to change out of the dress you tried on to put your clothes back on, aakashi rushes into the dressing room and pushed you inside. he doesn’t say a word, his feral eyes speaking every filthy desire for him. he kissed you, so hard you both stumble into the wall. clothes molted off your bodies quickly, aakashi lightly pushing you down onto the bench following you down. in an instant you spread your legs for him, panties wearing a wet spot as aakashi moans at the sight.

his lips are on you before you can even speak, a long, sloww drag of his tongue over your panties turning your thoughts to mush. aakashi rests your legs onto his shoulders as he kneeled in front of you as if eating you was a privilege. slowly he peeled your panties off to the side, looking up at you with those fucking eyes of his. he leaves these sloppy kisses all over your sopping wet pussy that were so intoxicating that you completely forget you’re in public with all the noise you start to make.

your slick mixed with his spit dripped down your ass and all over the bench as aakashi traced circles on your clit, leaving only to dip his tongue inside to really taste you. your breathing seemed to stop as you hold back your whimpers, catching your lip between your teeth as he pushed you down to your end. “yess. you taste so good, love. give me more.”

Kageyama (psh.. buckle up)

closet freak

mr. tobio likes to tease a lot

loves when you beg for him

in fact it’s mandatory that you beg for him

will not stop until you cum at least twice and even then you’re pulling him off you

leaves little hickies on your thighs as a reminder of how good he makes you feel everytime he revists your pussy.

Kageyama comes home late at night; a celebration of another successful game still lingering on his breath (probably from drinking all night). He stumbles inside, eager to claim his prize. Tobio shuffled into the bedroom you share to see you sleeping soundly, stomach flat on the bed and your perfect ass sitting right up as if to greet him.

He practically drools seeing you like that all but fully clothed, the only thing covering your body was one of his jerseys. You looked good enough to eat. Kageyama crawls on top of your sleeping body, trying to nudge you awake all to no avail as you snore away completely unaware of the savage beast leaning over you. He starts kissing your body, whispering your name to stir you awake as he trailed down to your ass giving it the biggest kiss so far.

“wakey wakey...” he whispers, snapping the waistband of your panties with his thumb, taking two loving fingers to prod at your clothed cunt. you stir, moaning as he moved you to lay completely flat on the bed. “there she is..” he smiles, looking at your half sleeping face. “T-Tobii. What time is it?” You whine, reaching for your phone only for him to pull you to the edge of the bed. “Doesn’t matter. Bend over.” Tobio groaned, drinking in your body as he prompts you to lay down with your ass up. You bite your lip, doing as your told.

“You’re in a good mood. You guys won?” You ask, eyes closed as he kissed your thighs, licking just below your now aching pussy. He was so needy for you, words only slowing the process of him getting what he wants. He doesn’t even answer your question, only thing he used his mouth for was to devour the woman who lay bent over for him.

Kageyama pulled your panties down about half way, just to get to your cunt as quickly as humanly possible. He prods at your folds, taking in the taste of your sweet juices as he moaned into you. You shudder, leaning into the bed to muffle your noise.

His hands explored your lower half, focusing on grabbing your ass and caressing your thighs then refocusing his attention on sticking his tongue deep inside you; just drunk on your body. You’re quickly reduced to a moaning mess, the massaging of his big hands along with the intense make out session on your pussy was just doing it for you. Tobio lost all composure.

Your pussy was quite possibly the best thing that had ever happened to him or maybe that’s just how it felt. Not a single spot of you wasn’t touched, filthy sounds of him tonguing you down caused you to utter filither things back.

“Tobiii!” You sob into the pillow, almost completely sure you’re crying. You start shaking, arching your back to get him to go deeper somehow, telling him you’re soo fucking close. Keep going, don’t stop, you urge him. He obliged happily, suckling on your clit and sinking his slender fingers inside you in such a way that caused you to boil over as fast as you could dig your nails into the sheets. You feel your slick drip down your leg, Kageyama pulling away from your leaking pussy to lick up your thighs not wanting a drop to go to waste.

fuck.. i’m hot.. i’m hot.

Asahi

huge slut for foreplay, he just wants to make you feel good

eating you out is now second nature to him

it’s kinda scary how quickly he’s learned your body; what to do and what not to do

ways to get the faucet running smoothly, ya know?

loves when you pull his hair, it’s like a sign he’s got you going crazy for him.

probably the one to stop eating you to get his dick in there, soooo needy.

Something about seeing you in a skirt just makes Asahi want to tear you apart. So when he comes home to you getting dressed to go out with your girlfriends he froze. Not only did you wear a skirt but you also had the nerve to put on some thigh high socks with it. Wherever you were going didn’t matter anymore. All that mattered was getting his face in between those thigh highs.

Asahi takes you by the hand and pulled you away from the bathroom sink, kissing you with sheer lust and passion. Even though your friends were blowing up, call after call falling on deaf ears you didn’t fucking care. You kissing your boyfriend became the only thing that seemed right. Fuck going out to be honest. Asahi whisked you away to the bedroom, laying you carefully over the bed. He crawled on top of you with this starved look on his face, as if he’d never taste you again.

“A-Asahi, I’m gonna be late.” You say, being completely ignored by Asahi. Whatever it was you said though didn’t matter, his hands running up your thighs and lifting up your skirt. You’re flushed, looking down at him as he pulled your panties off in one fell swoop.

“This will be quick, promise. I just have to have you, kitten.” Asahi chokes out, eyeing your pussy. He was usually the calm one; the one who brought you to beg for him but now he’s practically aching to taste you. And so he does, diving deep into your pussy with his tongue. Any rationality left your thinking, the sensation the only thing making sense to you right now.

Asahi now has your thighs pressed into your chest, spread just enough to lick your sweet cunt. Your knees cover half your face as you practically drool on them, his mouth working it’s magic all over your most sensitive spots. He takes his thick fingers and slides them inside with easy feat (its the wap for him.), causing your thighs to quiver. Your eyes roll back as you try holding your legs open for him, thighs quivering as Asahi makes it harder to do so.

“fuuuck, asahii!” you mewl, eyes crossing at every stroke of his tongue; every pump of his fingers. Asahi swore and pulled away, sloppily kissing you with his wet lips.

“I lied. I won’t be quick.”

#haikyuu smut #haikyuu imagines #haikyuu headcanons #haikyuu asahi #haikyuu akaashi #haikyuu bokuto #haikyuu kageyama

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mxdnightlvers · 4 years ago

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Cold- A Saeran Fanfic

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Game: Mystic Messenger

Story: Another story

Route: Ray route 8th day

Character: Suit Saeran

~~~Please read these warnings

-NSFW

TW; Slight exhibitionism, slight dumbification, choking.

(They're all consensual.)

These topics can make you uncomfortable so please dont read if you know this isnt your cup of tea.

~~~End of warnings :)

BTW SAERAN DOESN'T WEAR SOCKS WITH HIS SHOES AND I??? LIKE WHY DUDE.

Thanks alot to @sensetenou for this idea!

*contains spoilers for Ray route :)*

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My bed, it remained the same but now became too uncomfortable to sleep in. The sheets falling off, blanket tossed to the side, the pillows being the only item that's neat. The light from the window that usually was the start of another fun day soon became unwanted as the days became painful to endure. The clouds passed by slowly, in harmony with the wind. The birds chirped and the garden was visible from my window. It looks, peaceful.

The long walk down the hallway that soon revealed a gorgeous garden. The cold air that made me shiver a bit. Ray noticed that and offered to give me his jacket. He smiled brightly as he fitted it onto me and he toured me of the garden.

I stood out in the garden, looking at the flowers that reminded me of Ray. I haven't seen him all day and didn't seem well in the chat rooms either.

"Who's there?" I hear from behind me and turn around to see Ray.

His sobbing broke my heart as he spouted insults at himself. I wanted to tell him that he isn't worthless and that he is such a kind and caring person. I wanted to hug him and take all of his self hate away.

"Ray! Stop please!" I spoke up, my voice cracking halfway.

"I don't hate you! I really really like you! So can you please look at me?"

His eyes met mines and I pulled him in for a kiss.

My room was now off limits to all believers. The room that was prepared by Ray now had a suffocating atmosphere to it. I gazed outside the window, trying to relive my memories with Ray. I wonder if I escaped to the outside, I would be peaceful once more. The thought quickly disappeared myself as I reminded myself of Saeran.

"Saeran..." I mumbled to myself.

I turned my attention to my room and gazed upon the sight. The flowers that Ray gifted to me has now wilted, the stems barely holding the flower up. Those flowers were all I had left of Ray as I tried to hold his memory on for long as possible. I opened the chat room to see that V announced that the party was going to be on hold. I took a deep breath as I had an idea of what was going to happen to me. I was scared but I can't give up just yet.

The thought of Saeran crosses my mind again. Just, how much did he suffer to turn into this? I want to run away from this place but I want to stay, for Saeran and Ray's sake. The warmhearted man that would care for me was now someone who used anger as a shield for them. It was something hard for me to get used to. I did not want to accept any of this. I don't want to believe that he had been hurt so much to make him like this. Maybe if we escaped together he would finally find peace in his heart. I held onto the hope that we would soon escape this place as it was all I had.

"I need a break." I sighed looking at the clouds.

I weakly stood up and made my way into the bathroom. I turned on the sink to splash some water onto my face. I dried my face in the mirror and looked at how frail I had become. My color had faded from my face, my eyes being the only color visible. However, my eyes could barely keep themselves open, yearning for me to rest.

"Princess..." A voice I know all too well called out for me.

The room changing to a suffocating atmosphere and I took deep breaths, anticipating what's going to happen next.

Slam!

The door was forced open and in its entrance stood Saeran. His eyebrows furrowed, mint eyes staring through me. His stance was tall even though he was only a few inches taller. His tie was slightly loosened and his clothes weren't ironed, making all the creasing visible. Just the sight of him made me feel timid.

"Tch! The RFA's attack is so lame with V canceling the party." He scoffed, looking at me in annoyance.

"V said that the party will be on hold-"

"Hahaha! V is just tricking you to keep you hoping. Do you honestly believe that man? What an airhead." He taunted, making me look down at the floor.

"Ugh you and V piss me off so much. Seriously, how can you be such a useless toy."

My eyes stayed fixed onto the bathroom tiles, my back leaned against the sink countertop and my hair falling forwards. His words would always tug at my heart but I always reminded myself to not let it get the better of me. Even if he is to call me names or to hurt me, he would eventually get hurt in the end. Either way, it's not healthy for the both of us. However, I cannot let myself be swayed by his actions and words as I hope to escape this place safely with him. I took deep breaths in this suffocating atmosphere, the tension rising more between us.

"Hey, princess. Are you ignoring me? Do you think you have a right to ignore me?" He snapped, my eyes directing their attention to his body.

"Such a boring toy, do something to entertain me!" He shouted almost hitting his hand on the wall.

"This is annoying. Such a useless toy! This is annoying. This is annoying. This is annoying!" He screamed.

His voice cracked as he desperately tried to insult me.

"Do you know why they cancelled the party? Because you screwed everything up not me! This is all your fault!" He scolded along with a loud thump against the wall only to see that he slammed his fist against the wall.

"Saeran that's enough! You'll just hurt yourself!"

"Shut up! Who do you think you are to tell me that!"

With that sentence he grabbed me by my waist and pinned me down onto the cold bathroom floor. My head pulsed from the impact, my eyes squinting from the pain. I tried to gain my focus back and looked at the figure above me. His hands were over my shoulders and legs beside mines, my legs falling onto the floor. His eyes seemed to be brighter through his hair, a smirk plastered on face. I moved my legs, pushing my body away from his but he pinned my arms down, pulling me back to him.

"You're the worst. You piss me off so much and you're so boring, should I just get rid of you here?" He cursed at me.

"Saeran please..." I pleaded, not sure what else to say.

My head still ached but I barely paid attention to his insults. He noticed that and gripped onto my arms tighter. I flinched and looked at him. He shouted at me to answer him but my words came out incoherent. He started holding me tighter, his nails hurting me a bit.

"Saeran stop." I winced at the pain.

It wasn't expected but he released his grip from me. His hands still held mines firmly but he wasn't hurting me anymore. His eyes were wide, seemingly shocked but he quickly removed any signs of worry.

"Ugh such a boring toy can't you do anything interesting?" He taunted.

He seemed somewhat timid a few seconds ago and now he's spouting insults at me again. Whenever he showed any form caring, his actions will always revert to his anger. His anger was a shield for him, he gets angry because he's scared that his hope will turn into despair. The small details meant a lot, which made me more aware of his feelings. I just wish I can somehow save him from this pain. He grabbed my head, pulling me out of my thoughts as he realized that I was spacing out.

"Tch! don't ignore me! Are you trying to provoke me?" His voice ringed in my ears but I managed to keep my eyes away from his

"Oh? You are ignoring me." He remarked as he realized my actions.

"Haha well? Make me mad! Mess with me Come on, try it hmm? I'll play with you." He yelled, his words echoing throughout the bathroom.

His face was inches away from mines. The feeling of his breath ghosting my skin, which raised goosebumps everywhere. I placed my hands on his shoulders, anxious of what's to come. He unexpectedly pressed his lips against my neck in places he had previously marked me. He bit down on my skin but not enough to hurt me. My eyes widened and my jaw opened at his actions not knowing how to react at first. If we were mutual about our feelings for each other this would be a pleasurable feeling but in the end he was just taunting me. I took deep breaths in, the feeling being somehow wanted and unwanted at the same time. My hands were still on his shoulders but my push against him became weaker. My eyes shut as I tried to redirect my thoughts.

His lips were placed on my neck. He was now gently nipping at my skin. He's above me but his hands that held onto me loosened. His grip onto me weakened. I questioned him and even, myself. My feelings were conflicted with my thoughts in a battle of 'yes' and 'no'.

"Tch!"

He suddenly pulled away, and I opened my eyes to realize that my hands has unknowingly creeped into his hair. He was now towering over my body that was still laid out on the floor. I tried to gather my thoughts, confused by my own actions. Saeran looked down at me frowning but, it was not at my gesture but at something else.

"Didn't I tell you this already? This smell of yours been getting on my nerves." He insulted, mentioning the unknown smell once again.

"Don't tell me you don't even know how to wash properly." He scorned.

"But I don't know-" I replied standing up but quickly getting cut off.

"Do you want to know, hmm?"

I looked at him and thought about my answer.

"Hah! Did you think you actually had a choice even if you answered?"

He smirked at me, his devilish smile showing his intentions. He kicked off his shoes and walked towards me. My thoughts were immediately cut off when he grabbed my wrist and dragged me into the shower, my sandals falling off in the process. He turned on the cold water and pushed me into it. The feeling of cold water made me flinch and I quickly moved out of the water. Saeran however did not like my actions and dragged me back into the freezing water, soaking me in my clothes. I brought my hands as close as they can be, trying to create some sort of warmth as I trembled underneath the water. I pulled and twisted my wrist to be freed from Saeran's grip but the cold water made me weaker, keeping his grip firm onto me.

"Haha! Hahaha! I'll tell you. I'll tell you how much you need to wash before you see me." He laughed hysterically at my struggles, running his hand through his hair and looking at the ceiling.

His smile wide, forming creepily on his face and his messy hair that covered his wide eyes. He was pretty dry, only a few drop of water stained on his suit.

"Stop please!" I yelped, his eyes focusing their attention on me.

"Ugh, should I just mask your mouth or something. I'll listen to you after you're tamed." He looked at me with disgust, his glare making me timid and forcing me into obedience.

My back suddenly hit the wall, arching at the impact. He had his hand around my neck but they fell to my hips to keep me in place. The pain I felt quickly disappeared as he made no haste in attaching his lips to my neck again. My hands reached to his shoulders to push him away giving me no time to process the situation. I wriggled in his grasp, my legs brushing against his now, wet clothes. He bit my neck, any words that I tried to say turning into small yelps. He was rough, his teeth biting at my skin, sucking and licking at places. He got what he wanted as I couldn't say anything but incoherent whines. Even if I wanted to say anything, I don't know what I could say. Seeing Saeran react like this was very new and shocking to me. It may be to taunt me but he would never take advantage of me, so why would he go this far? His left hand trailed down my body and rested at the edge of my dress. My legs closed at the feeling but his hands gripped my thighs and forced them open.

"Please please please." I repeated in my thoughts, my eyes closing again.

I did not want to think about what's happening but my mind redirected itself.

I did not want to think about the way he kissed my neck so rough but so gentle. The feeling of his teeth gently nipping at me. I did not want to think about his hand loosening their grip on my hips and moving to the back of my waist and pulling me closer. His hands also gripping my thighs but loosening to circle his thumbs against my skin.

"Why?"

"Why am I thinking this way?"

"Why am I paying attention to the small details?"

"Why is he being gentle?"

"What does any of this mean if it means anything?"

"Why do I feel myself getting hotter despite the cold water that previously splashed on me?"

"I'm not supposed to feel this way."

"But... why does my body disagree?"

My yelps slowly became into soft sighs and whines. My body that was tensed slowly became melted under his touch. I did not want to give in but my body disobeyed. My breathing fastened as I became needy for him. I wanted to push him away. I wanted to struggle away but I also yearned for him. Even if I did try to push him away my grip would always intentionally weaken. It felt wrong but it also felt so right. I felt conflicted, being between pushing him away or giving into the temptation. His actions became gentle and he tried not to hurt me. Even though he's mean towards me, I couldn't bring myself to despise him. The small details meant so much more to me. He is rough at first but his actions became gentle and caring. I did not understand why and I don't think he realized it either. No matter how hard I tried to convince myself, my body and thoughts would always direct me to one answer. Slowly, my hands that were pushing him away, started gently pulling him closer. I moved my hands to entangle into his hair but he pulled away at my gestures.

"Who do you think you are to do that? Are you enjoying yourself too much?"

When he pulled away I did not bother to think about my actions as I had already decided on what I wanted. I paid no attention to his words and instead I studied his figure. Even though its wet, his suit seemed to fit him more attractively. His tie was loosened around his neck. His lips red and mouth slightly ajar from kissing me. His cheeks were tinted red and his eyes lost any traces of anger in them. He looked as if he was slowly losing his persona. If only I could pretend that nothing happened in the past few days and rush to him right now. The sight of him warmed my heart, hoping for him to hopefully find himself again. I could feel his gaze on me as if he was studying me as well. He lifted my chin up and I tried to avoid eye contact with him. I was sure that my cheeks were blushing and I was still breathing heavily. He understood my actions and softly chuckled.

"Oh? Haha Haha," He chuckled softly, "You are enjoying yourself aren't you princess? My my, such a naughty girl."

"Maybe you'll actually be good girl for me hmm?" He hummed in delight.

He leaned into me again and his hands ran up the sides of my body and stopped at the neckline of my dress. His hands played gently with the lace and my heart fastened at his movements. His gentle moments stopped and I was jerked forward towards his body. A loud tear echoed throughout the bathroom as peices of fabric fell off my shoulders. He had ripped the lace part of my dress, enough for it to fall off my shoulders. I gasped at my clothes that was now useless. He forced the dress off me and tossed it outside the shower. I was left in my underwear that was soon to be removed. He stayed put and made no haste in tossing my bra away as well. A blush became highly visible on my face and my hands crossed over my chest in embarrassment. He forced my hands to my side, my body on full view again. His movements were quick which gave me no time to react. He was rough but this time, I welcomed his actions towards me.

He pulled my underwear down along with his body and he looked up at me. My face reddened more and he chuckled at my reactions. We exchanged no words, our actions being enough to tell eachother what we wanted. He bit the inside of my legs and trailed his tongue up to my thighs. I gasped at the feeling and my hands moved aimlessly, not knowing what to do. He kept eye contact as the water flickered back and forth onto his face. His glare was intense and his eyes were now filled with lust. I tried talking but my words came out as soft gasps and sighs. He stopped at my thighs, leaving hickies there. He barely touched me and I was already going crazy. My hands moved from my sides and into his hair, tugging it slightly. He trailed his tongue further up my thighs, his breath ghosting where I needed to be touched the most. I held his head and pulled him closer, but again, he pulled away. I pouted, upset that he stopped his actions. He did not say anything and pushed me against the wall again. He stepped back and looked at me up and down clearly enjoying the position he had me in. He bit his lip and I crossed my hands over my chest and closed my legs, feeling shy once more. He frowned and placed his hands on my hips. This gesture made my hands fall to my sides but my legs remained tightly closed. He scoffed and roughly forced my thighs open. I tried to close them again but he shoved his knee between them.

"Ah ah princess. A toy like you dont have the right to be shy. You're just a useless toy who needs her master to train her hmm?" He whispered teasingly.

"Y-yes." I breathed out, his words at actions making me dizzy.

"Good girl."

I dont know if I obeyed him because of how needy I was, or the way he talked to me. Either way, his pet names and actions only made me want him more. I closed my legs around his knee, trying to create even a little bit of friction. I was desperate for even the slightest touch which he starved me from. He held my hips and I slung my hands around his shoulders. He kissed my neck, his teeth pulling and nipping at my skin. I seemed to long for oxygen more with every kiss.

He did not hesitate at all to mark me as his. He was rough, but also gentle with his actions as he claimed me. With every second that passed, I wanted, needed more of him. He held my hips with a bit more force and his nails dug into them slightly. Everytime I felt his teeth agaisnt my skin, small gasps and sighs escaped my mouth. He detached his lips from my neck and smirked at the marks he left on me. He then kissed me roughly which made it harder for me to kiss back. I was breathless as our mouths slid against eachother, my hands trying to grasp wherever I can on his body. He bit my lip, asking for entrance but I denied him. He mumbled something against my lips and suddenly rocked my hips back and forth against him.

The sudden pleasure made me gasp and he forced his tongue inside me. I tried to kiss back but it was almost impossible to. I pulled on his hair as his tongue slid agaisnt mines. He pulled away, letting me breathe and my head fell back in pleasure. He pulled me further onto him and forced my hips to grind against his clothed thigh even more. I whined, enjoying the feeling of finally receiving pleasure. My hair covered and stuck to my face but through the strands I saw him staring at me, enjoying the sight. His cheeks were tinted but his actions weren't flustered. I leaned forward, my head resting on his shoulder and I bit gently onto it. He flinched at first but surprisingly didn't push me away. I closed my eyes and my whimpers turned into soft sobs against his skin. I slowly started moving my hips in rhythm with his hands He loosened his hands on me, allowing me to move at my own pace. I started moving faster, my legs trembling against his as I approached my high. He realized I was close and removed his leg from my thighs. I whined at the loss of contact and the loss of my climax. I lifted my head up and pouted. He chuckled and pushed me completely off him.

"Look at you. I've barely touched you and you're already a mess for me." He cooed pointing out at my hair that stuck to my face and body.

He stepped back, smirking at me,"Such a messy princess."

His smile was somehow sadistic. He enjoyed this. He enjoyed seeing me want him and he loved not giving me what I wanted. He then started removing his clothes at an annoyingly slow pace. His first removed the chain that hung around his suit, then the buttons on his blazer. He was intentionally slow in his actions as he tossed his blazer outside the shower. He removed his tie but kept it hanging around his neck. He then started unbuttoning his shirt as he teased me with every action. One button. Then the second. Then the third. I waited slowly in anticipation, digging my nails into the wall to keep me from running towards him. The anticipation and pressure of his teasing got to me and I couldn't help but look away. He quickly snapped his fingers at me to direct my attention back to him.

"Look at me." He commanded.

"This is what you wanted right? Why are you looking away princess? Do it again and I wont let it pass so easily." His voice was stern but it also had a hum to it that reminded me that he was still teasing me.

I listened to his demands and forced myself to keep my eyes on him. He made me into his toy now. With every command I turn into putty and obey him and he loved it. He loved having control over my actions and using me how he pleased. His words were sharp but his tone always softened which made it apparent that his intention was not to be mean. He finally got rid of his shirt and tossed it aside. His body was littered with scars which made me guess where he got them from. The thought sunk my heart but I quickly shook them off as he walked closer to me. He was still in his pants, his bulge being highly visible. I bit my lip and crossed my legs tightly, the heavy feeling of arousal returning. He placed his hand against me on the wall and grabbed my chin to kiss him. I ran my hands down his chest and felt him flinch a bit by my movements. I ran my hands down to his pants trying to unbuckle his belt but they were quickly swatted away.

"Such a greedy princess. Did anyone tell you not to touch what's not your property?" He scoffed fully removing his belt.

He removed his last peice of clothing and my cheeks reddened at the sight. His body was on full view for me to admire. He stroked his cock a few times, small grunts escaping his lips. I placed my hands against his and guided his hands along his cock. His hand found it's place on the wall as he grunted with every stroke. He looked down and his hair fell forward as he sped up his movements. He stopped his actions but I didn't and continued to stroke him. His eyebrows were knitted and beads of sweat and water dripped down his forehead. He whispered at me to stop before swatting away my hands. His hands then found my waist again and he pulled me closer.

"Jump." He whispered.

I obeyed and jumped, wrapping my legs around him in the process. My hands were around his neck as he backed me against the wall once more. I felt his tip slide into my entrance but not the rest. He looked at me, a hint of worry showing as if he was asking for permission. My breathing was uneven and I was slightly panting from just wanting to get fucked by him. I slightly nodded and he slowly guided himself into me. I softly moaned at the feeling I longed for. My hands grasped tightly onto his shoulders as he slowly started to rock his hips. He pressed his lips against mines, his soft sighs more audible against me. He started thrusting faster into me and I whimpered against his lips. Every stroke made my body shudder in pleasure which made moans and whimpers slip from my mouth. I pulled away from the kiss and tried to catch my breath. My mind was hazy from the pleasure, my moans slipping more from me. He leaned into my neck, grunting at the pleasure. I raked my nails down his back feeling him wince a bit. He gripped my hips with more force, his nails digging into my skin. He pulled me closer onto him and the sound of skin slapping against eachother became louder than the shower. He bit down on my neck and my hips bucked towards him in pleasure. I tilted my head back which gave him better access to my neck. My eyes rolled back, my words coming out as incoherent slurs and whines. I was dizzy from his actions as I was only able to feel the mind numbing pleasure he gave me. I slowly lost any energy as I only wanted to feel him fucking into me. My grip loosened around him and I struggled to hold myself up against him. His thruts then sped up which snapped me back into reality, regaining my senses. My moans became increasingly louder and Saeran became more audible. I moved my hands to brush his wet hair out of his face.

"If you keep being this loud the other believers will hear you." He grunted, barely able to keep up with his words.

"I really don't care who can hear us." I breathed out, my words mixing in with my moans.

He chuckled and pulled me back in for a kiss. He kept his rough pace with every kiss, our teeth clashing together and his tongue pressing against mines. Our kiss was sloppy, both of us moaning into eachothers lips. He suddenly pulled out of me and set me down on the ground. Everytime he pulled away it killed me. I was dumbfounded by the pleasure that I never wanted to stop. He then spun me around, his hand firm on my ass and the other one wrapped around my neck. He quickly found his way inside me again and resumed his pace. My hands were placed against the wall for support, slipping and sliding off because of the water. He bent down to me and gently bit down on my shoulders. His teeth made me whimper and I bit down on my lip to try and subdue my moans.

His hand quickly tightened around my neck and pulled my head back to him, "Mmm princess you dont care who hears you right?"

I tried to reply but my words came out as whines and gasps. Instead, I nodded my head repeatedly.

"Well...? Don't hold them back princess, let everyone hear how good I'm making you feel." He chuckled and loosened his grip on my neck.

He started fucking into me faster and I allowed my moans to helplessly fall from my mouth. He removed his hand from my neck and held my wrist tightly as he focused more on his thrusts. I felt my orgasm approaching and I started pushing myself back onto him, chasing after my release. His grip however, tightened around my waist and forced me in place. He slowed down his thrusts and started moving at an agonizingly slow pace. I became impatient and tried to force my hips back onto him but he quickly pulled out of me. I whined but he gave me no response and started teasingly sliding against me.

"You're close arent you?" He hummed in delight. I just whimpered in response while nodding my head.

"Well beg for me princess."

His command startled me which made me hesitant but I complied regardless.

"Saeran please I..." I sighed, my words trailing off.

"Mm? I can't hear you." He teased me further.

"Saeran please I need you!-" I screamed but my words were cut off when he spun me around and picked me up.

He slammed himself back into me, thrusting as fast as he can. I wrapped my arms around his neck and leaned into him, my moans being muffled by his shoulder. I felt my orgasm approach again and he thankfully didn't stop.

"Saeran...fuck...I." I whined as I tried to warn him but my words wouldn't form.

He got the hint and pushed off his shoulder. I quickly grasped onto his shoulder, a string of curses falling from my lips. My legs trembled around him and I repeated his name desperately as I came around him. I panted heavily as the fatigue dawned on me but he kept thrusting into me. He leaned into my neck, mumbling incoherent words as his thrusts became sloppy. His words were nothing but incoherent mumbles that got drowned out by the water.

"Saeran, please cum for me." I begged, hoping to push him over the edge.

He mumbled a quiet 'fuck' before slowing down. His hands tightened around me and he bit harshly onto my shoulder as he came. He kept thrusting until he became over sensitive and pulled out.

My legs were still wrapped loosely around his waist as I was too tired to hold myself up properly. He kept panting from his orgasm as he tried to slow his breathing down. I slumped down onto his shoulder and closed my eyes. His hands remained on my hips but they twitched, as if they wanted to let go but also hold on. We stayed there for a moment, not saying anything to eachother. I wanted to say something but I was too tired and breathless to do so. I tried to stop myself from falling asleep but my eyes refused to open.

I felt him shiver against me, the water making both of us cold. His words were incoherent to me as I drifted in and out of sleep. His tone was recognizable however and his words had a gentle undertone to them. The sound of water stopped and I was being carried somewhere. I was then freed from his embrace when I was placed on my bed. I felt the blankets shift around me but they fell back onto the bed without covering me. Saeran scoffed and the last thing I heard was his footsteps fading away before drifting off to sleep.

The End

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Written by Dangerousfellowshoe.

#suit is really hard to write #also smut sucks but its okay #saeran #mystic messenger saeran #saeran choi #saeran x reader #mysme saeran #mystic messenger smut #mysticmessenger #mystic messenger #mysme

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anakinthetrashking · 5 years ago

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BnHA One-Shot Fic Recs (pt1)

Making some fic-rec posts has been on my to-do list for a while and I’m finally doing it, yay! Currently I have 6 word doc pages full of just BnHA recs. So I’m splitting them up by length and completion, so first up is (part one of) one-shots! Let’s go!!!

Lets start with some classic Izuku and DadMight!

Pictures, Posters and Tender Beauty by ProPinkist (tumblr: @dazais-guardian-angel ) Rating: G Category: Gen ~4,400 words Summary: Izuku has virtually every All Might-themed item out there, and prides himself on all of it, as Toshinori is well aware. However, somehow, the boy still decided that there was something vital missing. This is fluffy and very cute. No one truly appreciates All Might as much as Izuku does, but 1A comes close. All Might deserves all the love, and this fic truly provides!!!

Dear Mr. All Might by QuizzicalCrow (tumblr: @quizzicalcrow ) Rating: G Category: Gen ~5,000 words Summary: As the #1 hero for decades, All Might has collected a lot of fan mail over the years. Toshinori tracks down a series of letters that only now, years later, does he appreciate for their significance. I always love the thought of All Might looking through his fan mail, even if he can’t get to all of it. This was a wonderful glimpse into that AND it was made to be so, so personal and sweet. Go have some heart-healing fluff.

Growing Pains by LordofLies (tumblr: @theangelofchildren ) Rating: G Category: Gen ~5,900 words Summary: Izuku finds himself changed by his encounter with the Hero Killer, but changes of a more physical kind are in store for him as he begins to truly accept One for All as his own. Once, he would have been thrilled to look more like All Might, but now those connections are as much a source of anxiety as they are of pride.Or, Izuku wakes up one morning and sees the world through different eyes. Izuku having anxiety and Toshi being there to help him through it and calm him down? Sign me UP. Its also a pretty cool take on how One for All is able to change things about it’s holder. Could this happen in cannon? Who knows.... Regardless, it was a great read!

I’ll Carry You Home by Renesvetta Rating: G Category: Gen ~2,700 words Summary: While training with All Might, it wasn’t uncommon for Izuku to be so exhausted at the end of the day that he unwittingly fell asleep without regard for where he was. It consequently became part of All Might’s routine to help his young protégé home. During that time, Izuku may have let loose more than one sleepy confession towards his mentor. Yes, it is as adorable as it sounds. Its tagged with “self indulgent Dad Might fluff” which is both accurate and appreciated. In other words: Superb you funky little writer!

Simple Gifts by QuizzicalCrow Rating: G Category: Gen ~6,700 words Summary: One year ago, Izuku received the greatest gift he could ever imagine. Now he’s determined to return the favor for the one responsible for it all with a gift of his own. First off, I love the idea of Izuku and Toshi quietly celebrating the anniversary of passing on OfA from All Might to Izuku. Even just taking the day to hang out with each other. It’s a really precious idea. But there’s not just fluff! Izuku finds himself in a fight, again. (cool villain quirk, too!) I love all of the small details that are in this fic (and in Crow’s other works, too!) anyway its exciting AND very heartwarming, so go read it!!!

Affectionate by Sevi007 (tumblr: @sevi007 ) Rating: G Category: Gen ~2,600 words Summary: Toshinori starts to show affection very easily around his students. The reactions he gets for that are not quite the ones he had anticipated - well, not all of them, at least. Toshi is LOVED, APPRECIATED, and 1A feels like HOME. how many times can i say “cute” and “heartwarming” on this post?? bc these are some amazing writers, whom I adore, and their writing makes my heart WARM. AND. FUZZY. i mean, even just the first few paragraphs of this one just, really sets the scene of what i like to believe the 1A dorm is (on a good day, lol). its a really nice read, so go treat yo’ self by reading it.

paint me in trust by dinomight Rating: G Category: Gen ~6,400 words Summary: The first mark Izuku gets is a slight brush of green across his temple. It’s the soft touch of a mother holding her son for the first time. Inko has one to match, the same shade of green staining the tips of her fingers. Hers is more noticeable; Izuku’s tends to blend into his hairline. He loves it anyways. He has to. It’s the only soulmate mark he has. (Or: how Izuku goes from just green to a rainbow, UA-style.) Ok, so this fic sort of plays off the idea of soulmates, and does not fit in with soulmates in the usual form of the trope. First off its completely platonic. Its categorized as Gen and sticks to that. Also it doesn’t seem to be as obligatory and permanent as you would think it would be. It seems to be more of the universe telling you who has the possibility of being important in your life. I really really loved this, it was so adorable and gives you that sweet, sweet Izuku angst, before healing your heart with the power of friendship and found family!!!

The Die Has Been Cast by ChiwiTheKiwi (tumblr: @chiwithekiwi ) Rating: G Category: Gen ~5,400 words Summary: “There’s something about that kid you aren’t telling me, isn’t there?”When no answer meets him, Shouta tries again.“You know something about Midoriya’s quirk that you haven’t shared with me. Is that right?”(Or: A canon "What If" surrounding the latest manga events and focusing on Aizawa finally making a connection.) First off, this fic has spoilers for the manga, so dont read unless you’re past chp212! I loooooooove OfA reveal fics, especially when it’s Aizawa that finds out. He deserves to know!!! its kind of important!!!! This fic chooses a great moment to work off of, and does a great job with Aizawa’s character. I really enjoyed it and couldn’t keep myself from going back and reading it just now LOL

These last two are actually two-shots, but it makes it an even 10! also Izuku and dadmight, so we can continue the theme here...

Some Unspoken Thing by LittleKy Rating: G Category: Gen ~7,900 words (2chps) Green, Toshinori has always thought, is the color of life anew.(Or: It's time for Yagi Toshinori to finally accept that he has a son, now, in all but blood. It's time for Midoriya Hisashi to accept that as well.) YES ALL MIGHT! ADMIT THAT IZUKU IS YOUR SON! great portrayal of the characters and really hits the nail on the head for DadMight. and Izuku in this story is just the smallest green floof that you wish to give a hug. NEVER MIND ALL MIGHT, YOU TOOK TOO LONG SO IZUKU IS MY SON NOW AND IM NOT GIVING HIM BACK ( no but seriously i want to hug this fic its so cute TTuTT )

LAST BUT NOT LEAST! I See You by BirdAntlers (tumblr: @aarymk )

Rating: G Category: Gen ~15,400 words (2chps) Midoriya Izuku is a quirkless child, blind from birth. Yagi Toshinori is the most powerful man in the world, loved by millions. They could not be more different, and yet their loneliness is the same. (From a pair of AU posts on Tumblr that got way out of hand; I wanted to put it here because it turned into more of a fic than a "what-if." Basically a vessel for me to vomit as much Dadmight as I can.) Hey, you! Yeah! You! Do you want to cry? Do you want to start sobbing in a public space?? Do you just want to be destroyed with words and be left there kneeling at the feet of a writer who has torn out your heart and stomped on it before they gently wipe the tears from your face? Yeah?? y oU Wan NA D IE??? READ THIS AND GET REKT. you’ll thank me later

(under the cut is just me rambling, i kept all the important stuff up here, ur welcome)

Now that the actual recs are over I can rant here- look i really tried to slim my recs down, but i have almost 300 bnha fics bookmarked,some of them are “to read” or theyre in progress, etc but i managed to get this list sorta slimmed down? a little?(to only 58!!!) but as i was gathering this post together it felt like i dont have very many Dadmight recs on that list??? but i havent rechecked all the other fics i was just going through the oneshots. i... kinda read a lot more fics with AIzawa in it instead. it be that way. DadMight content is SO GOOD. but my fav is aizawa im sorryyyyy anyway i have another SEVENteeN oneshots to put in rec posts and that does NOT include the mulitchapter and friikin series and stuff... and like i said this is aaaaaaallllllllllllllll BnHA. batfam fic posts will come after, and then star wars, and then maybe star trek? we’ll see. i have a very specific taste in ST fics and that is Tarsus IV whump. which. i have not read in a while. when they say “that trope came from ST” for sooooooo many tropes, you WISH other fandoms had tarsus as a trope, holy crap it is TOP TIER angst fodder. if you love to write/read whump, angst, and h/c i would HIGHLY recommend that you take a bit of time and explore the content and stories there. heck maybe i will make a ficrec post for just tarsus angst. ok.

my INTENTION is to edit these posts later with little links to the other fic rec lists so that itll be easier to find. but., its me, so itll either happen in painful detail or not at all

asdjkdgh its 2:30am and i need to sleep and not be rambling incoherently again I WILL SAVE THIS AS A DRAFT.

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weirdness-on-the-roof · 6 years ago

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critical role episode 48 campaign 2 notes and funny lines post break edit:this has detailed notes on all the stuff that happened later in the episode including physical descriptions near the end. enjoy ya nerds

don’t steal the books from a high powered mage; don’t kill the dude; beau turning into cad; look at beau planning for the future

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is marisha flirting with matt via matt playing yasha and beau flirting with yasha?

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‘tea the international language’ but no earl grey

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wensworth the goblin

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coming from Cad ‘im a fine tea maker’ is kinda a threat tbh

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elf that isn’t white/European??? yay! also really old elves are cool

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beau and cad tag teaming a political chat with a mage this can’t end poorly

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Nott: :beau ruins every situation shes in and is very abrasive

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send the freaking cat!!! why not?? caleb my dude

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god i miss allura and gilmore currently

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fucking fuck don’t lie to the mage beau plz stop this is painful ‘you’re not wrong’ sure blame the ancient sea god

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‘on the verge of returning’ yea no duh you let him out 2/3 of the way so fjord could get a spell

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‘we found a thing’ so smooth and eloquent beau ‘it was presented to us as the happy fun time ball’

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‘butter fingers with magical items’

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beau getting a geography lesson from a very old powerful elven mage

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‘magical geometric orb that has the ability to bend time and space and fate’ which is kept in a hot pink magic bag that happened to ‘fall into [their] lap’

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‘if youre down im down is what im saying... i have a few slots open in my loyalty bank if you’re willing to pay rent’ says the 20 some human who punches things to the centuries old wizard ‘

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liam stress eating

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cad’s hope in the group is heartwarming

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tower metaphors and a conversation!!!

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caleb reading shitty romance novel and nott eating a fish outside a mage’s tower in the morning sunlight in a major city

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caleb takes the rear

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first name drop and a while

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holy shit 200 years of magic using

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cad explaining materialistic nature of the rest of the party to elf dude is hilarious

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teleportation circles?????? in return for access to the sphere!! oh shit thats good

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or candy

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crap. no one has insight checked this dude and they gave him the happy fun ball and made a deal kinda.

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‘how do we prove our loyalty?’ ‘by not fucking me over’ sounds like a good plan

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is this guy just caleb’s patron now on the low idk this is how my head works and he said learn

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“you have a geometric shape that makes babies?” “yea they talked about that”

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fjord just kills the dude

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‘i got banishment on hold just in case’ *cackling laughter*

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i agree with elf dude, him not knowing anything about the dodecha is more concerning than him knowing about it

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ALL THE CITIES FROM CR1 MENTIONED FOR THE FIRST TIME!!! I STILL MISS ALLURA AND GILMORE

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good to know the pink bag protects from divination on this plane but just this one

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jester and the traveler figurine

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cad included the Traveler in the ‘chaotic forces’ i still think the traveler is some kinda arch fey evil things idk its real late here and this is incoherent

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‘well, thats been my morning tea‘

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caleb getting additional tour

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good aesthetic for the room tbh

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letting weird people in for morning tea is entertainment is a mood and something i strive to be able to do without getting murdered one day

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so yasha and caleb both have gotten the ‘stay with friends’ chat from a powerful being which is nice. but also the ‘use who you need to’ going to caleb is vaguely concerning

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personalized biscuits [bourbon, cinnamon, lobster, fish and three unknowns]

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‘caleb, what happened in there?’

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cad not believing caleb’s bullshit and opening doors for caleb warms my heart

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‘if this isn’t the death of us, and if not hes a good ally. somethings gonna be the death of us so [yolo]’

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‘you can’t bullshit everyone in this world’

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cad talking about beau telling the truth: ‘you’re not very good at it but you tried

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jester looking out for nott and her home town

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caleb and beau being cute while also giving each other shit is the most sibling like thing

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omg going back to allfield that was so long ago for fucks sake BRYCE my person thank god

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jester had a boy band phase its cannon and i think the girls had a sleepover in jester’s old room. also marion never leaves the hotel. THE RUBY NECKLACE MY HEART AND THE HONEY AWWWWW

‘the army of men and women and inbetween that will do as i want them to’ god i adore her being protective of jester

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also the fact matt makes such a good mom why is he like this

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travel time!!!! ‘roll for initiative’-tal

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how does matt keep these notes so organized and remember all the npc names

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the ranger/beast master in Laura is coming out with nugget

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caleb is a devout cat person and jester is the definition of a dog person

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nott refining oil on a magical moving cart, while jester reads a romance novel and trains a dog,

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Dyren- Beau’s roommate at colbot souls; ‘taught beau lots of really cool things’ got sent to a warfront. shaved head, dark clothes, buff b/c ‘been workin out’, ‘do you love her?’ they had ‘good times’, then literal booty call, and dropping locations, Dyren was in Bladegarden. ‘fierce eyebrows, pointed nose’

OH MY GOD THEY WERE ROOMMATES

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Vandren info drop to Fjord ‘he was making amends’

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Dyren responded and was hurt in Bladegarden but is safe. Beau looked immediately worried and happy about jester’s imput [’sounded way into you’]

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empire kids chat and caleb admitting insecurities about powerful people and being scared about the consequences of his actions and the group’s actions. caleb is scared about being forced to leave for safety and being ‘flayed alive’. my thoughts are he would leave if he became a threat to the others by being there or vise versa. trent would extort that b/c hes a dick

“caleb, unfortunately, you don’t get to choose who cares for you” you’re fucking correct Beau

“the problem with friends is that you have to care for them”

walks away “wow cool caleb! see- jester thinks you’re cool because shes your fucking friend!”

me too Tal “everything i like about those two characters in one conversation”

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5 years since Caleb left Trent and crew ie had a nervous breakdown

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gustav left town after being freed and trostenwald now has a WV accent that is too familiar

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100 extra soldiers in allfield. bryce is still up and kicking and wonderful. stuff ‘got this far east [quickly]’. the attacks came from underground apparently so fuck. the fields were burned, building destroyed a bit then they [Xhorhasians] left

“good thing is they’ve already been attacked so lightning doesn’t strike twice” oof thanks bryce

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beau just dead ass asking for illegal writing statements

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fjord having a thank u jesus bryce moment

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jester giving cad a pretty present is ‘so exciting’ and precious

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Cad not knowing cookbooks were a thing!!! and not being utterly literate enough to understand it

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wtf happened to liam’s voice in the ‘main export is oysters’ thing

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FELDERWEN!!!!!

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a dozen squads of 50 ppl each patrolling felderwen area so rippppp

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Nott knows where the halfing’s house is.... interesting... and is heavily drinking

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BLUE FLASH

elven woman in fine clothes of green and black ----lady vest durogna the arch mage of antiquity serboros assembly

a male figure in deep blue robes, older pale elf, fine clothes, the flash came from him----- martinette luden’th de____ arch mage of domestic protection

CALEB KNOWS THEM BOTH FROM THE ACADEMY AHHHHHH

he just lays flat and hides in the cart internally: ‘nopenopenopenope’

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several burned buildings, a warehouse, an inn, apothecary and several houses

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ohhhh shit the halfling was the owner of the apothecary and nott was looking for the shit she had been sending back this whole adventure....... im sad now that was confirmed

havent found a body of yeza

luke is yeza’s son at old edith’s house

halflings only produce halflings according to something i read at some point but forget where sooooooooo

shattered vials and materials and house stuff

CHILDREN'S TOYS

locked basement which nott knows of?? Nott is anxious and impatient when the door doesn’t open. jester fails, yasha rages and at a 19 and doesn’t break the door. ‘it wasn’t [trapped]’ but dispel magic worked to open it.

a 15′x15′ room, tossed ‘not like you remember’ to nott, a 2x3 iron chest. a single chair in the center of the room. definitely a struggle with heavy impacts and blade scratched on wall

nott was the torturer from the goblin tribe

chair was placed in the spot after the struggle

this was where he [yeza] kept chemicals according to nott

poisoned iron locked box (dull black glass) inside a retractable silver tripod to hold something atop it, 3 empty vials 1 full one with a liquid/gas fog like dull colored thing, a pile of destroyed notes [two pieces of still legible paper which have props]

dunamous field, causes ppl slow to be slower or faster, ‘captured crin operatives’ dunaments and dunamacy, origon gliffs, exist outside established schools of magic, theory in deeply rooted in arcana taken for granted, rooted in _____ town, 12-16 months to refine, word has found me that trent’s kiddos have knacks for this things, dreams are thrilling

well shittttt

crin on battle fields, ‘breaking fields of fate, fuck the raven queen

SHIIIIIT

a piece of dunemous

dodecha goes in tripod according to beau

chair facing chest

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cricks did this apparently

a little under 100 crowns guard killed, 4 civilians burned

soldiers just ‘slowed down’

left via tunnels and collapsed them behind them

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nott dont be a bitch and don’t get mad at caleb and call them ‘his people’

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cad picks up caleb and ‘youre not at fault here, youre the solution here. don’t let her anger... its not about you’

my HEART

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the chest is too big for the haver sack but fits in lorenzo’s bag of holding

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people have entered and exited since the attack and left the chair and stuff

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lots ‘o chairs

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nott needs to see ledith and uke (?) and not flip the fuck out

‘humble hobble’

nott looked like halfling plump face, braids, tan skin

edith- human older, grey hair, beady eyes, ever present smile like face

LUKE IS HER SON!!!!!!!!!!!!!! CANNON

*edit- rewatching this and seeing ever one’s faces “wheres my son?!” particularly laura/liam/travis just hurt. liam just looked up after a second and travis did his face he does and laura just stiffened and eyes and hand to face. caleb/liam who knows just hugs himself the rest of the convo. marisha is note taking and fuck the video off now

about 5 yrs old, blue eyes, tan/light brown skin, halfling

gave him the doll of the king

IM GONNA CRY NOW BYE

‘HES PROABLY DEAD NOW TOO LIKE I THOUGHT YOU WER’

yenza locks him away when ‘the mean lady comes by’

mean lady has pointy ears and comes often, luke was kept in room, luke was pushed out of the house and told to go somewhere safe so he ran to edith’s house and ‘everything was on fire’

‘im not strong enough to come back yet but know that [im stll thinking of you and i send things] and i hope dad sends them to you.“ fuck my heart

“in my heart i think he is” “well don’t die”

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the elves are gong to the ruins of yenza’s house

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marisha looked so betrayed

tal ‘i was waiting for the riegel shoe to drop’

WOW

HEY CALEB- WOOOW

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we’ll pick up hiiiere

fuck you sam and matt and everything abou this my heart is just FUCKKK

ummm so enjoy the frantic poorly taken notes <3

#critical role spoilers #spoilers #lore drop #ohh shit #fuck you sam #not okay in the slightest why are you like this #i dont have words at this point

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mysageukinbio · 3 years ago

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JHB '81 Episode 27 as a series of incoherent Discord messages

Episode 27

[7:46 PM]It's concubine selection time!

[7:47 PM]His sister Myeongan and Aunt Suk An are invovled

[7:48 PM]Inhyeon is waiting, but for whom?

[7:48 PM]Jangryeol is here to see Inhyeon

[7:49 PM]Jangryeol: Why'd you ask for a concubine selection?

[7:49 PM]"This is all wrong! You're in your prime to have a child!"

[7:49 PM]Inhyeon: I've put good thought into this, don't stop me

[7:50 PM]JAngryeol: I know, but a concubine could bring you more problems

[7:50 PM]"Imagine if the concubine became arrogant with a child?"

[7:50 PM]"Even if she's a good person, she'll still be a threat if she has a child"

[7:51 PM]Inhyeon: I've thought of it all

[7:51 PM]"For the nation it's importannt we have a child"

[7:51 PM]At the Western Faction

[7:52 PM]Song Shi Yeol: What do we do?

[7:52 PM]Min Jeong Jung: We've organized some girls from the Noron factionn to be picked

[7:52 PM]Song Shi Yeol: Yes, we must do that, fo rthe Queen's sake

[7:52 PM]Min Yu Jung: This is to stop Jang Suk Won from having a child first

[7:52 PM]"So we're picking someone who's perfect for childbirth"

[7:53 PM]"Kim Su Hang's granddaughter will do"(edited)

[7:53 PM]Ok Jeong is pissed about the concubine

[7:53 PM]Flashbacking on what the Queen told her last episode

[7:54 PM]idk if the film is red bc of the show's age or if it's on purpose

[7:54 PM]it was the film's age

[7:54 PM]Ok Jeong' smom is here to see her

[7:54 PM]Ok Jeong: The more I think about it, the angrier I am

[7:54 PM]"The Queen and I must've been enemies in out past life"

[7:55 PM]"I've tried everything to have a child"

[7:56 PM]"Literally everything - the spoon to the eye, drinkinng the Buddha's nose, ..."

[7:56 PM]"Ingyeong had two princesses, so it's not the King's fault"

[7:56 PM]"A child might not be in my fate"

[7:56 PM]"I won't spend my time in tears like Ingyeong did"

[7:57 PM]Jo Sa Seok is here

[7:57 PM]Jo Sa Seok: Did you hear the rumors?

[7:57 PM]"The Noron have decided the concubine"

[7:58 PM]Ok Jeong's mom: "Without the selection process?"

[7:58 PM]Ok Jeong: who is it?

[7:58 PM]Jo Sa Seok: Kim Su Hang's granddaughter

[7:58 PM]Lady Oh is back from out of the Palace

[7:59 PM]Inhyeon: What took you s o long?

[7:59 PM]"Did you meet my mom?"

[7:59 PM]Lady Oh: "She says don't worry, we've selected the concubine"

[7:59 PM]Inhyeon: Kim Su Hang's granddaughter? She's nice

[7:59 PM]Lady Oh: She has all the features for good childbirth

[8:00 PM]There are a lot of requirements

[8:00 PM]deep navel, dark nipples, round face, something like that - that's just 3 of 10 requiremrnts

[8:00 PM]Inhyeon: What a relief for the nation

[8:01 PM]Kim Su Hang's granddaighter is here, now Kim Suk Ui!

[8:01 PM]Ok Jeong wants to see what's going on

[8:01 PM]She's not pleased

[8:02 PM]Kim Suk Ui's chambers will be next to the Queen's

[8:02 PM]She meets the Queen for the first time

[8:03 PM]Inhyeon: Welcome

[8:03 PM]"I've been waiting for you"

[8:03 PM]Kim Suk Ui: The honor is all mine

[8:03 PM]Suk Won is supposed to see Suk Ui. as she is lower than her in rank

[8:04 PM]Suk Ui: Lower RAnk 2 Suk Won: Lower Rank 4

[8:04 PM]Lady Ccheon tells Ok Jeong what happened

[8:04 PM]Ok Jeong: I don't care what happened when she came

[8:04 PM]Does she really haveegood features for childbirth?

[8:05 PM]Lady Cheon: Yes, she does

[8:05 PM]"The Queen says they'll have a child soon"

[8:05 PM]It's time for Suk Ui's first night with Sukjong

[8:05 PM]Sukjongn is curious

[8:06 PM]The court ladies: Enjoy ;)

[8:06 PM]Sukjong: come closer

[8:06 PM]Kim Suk Ui comes closer, but she's shy

[8:07 PM]Ok Jeong is overcome with jealousy

[8:07 PM]She's imaginign waht could happen

[8:07 PM]Sukjong: Give us a Prince, for me, for the Queen, for the nation

[8:07 PM]Inhyeon: Did everything go fine?

[8:08 PM]Lady Oh: Yes

[8:08 PM]Inhyeon: Suk Ui really looks like she can bear lots of children. It's the nation's fortune

[8:08 PM]"If Suk Ui bears a Prince, I can adopt him and make him Crown Prince"

[8:09 PM]"How did I reach this state? Unable to bear a chcild and lost the King's favor..."

[8:09 PM]Southern faction is having a restless night

[8:10 PM]Ok Jeong's mother is back at Dongpyeong's

[8:10 PM]They're curious about everything

[8:10 PM]Ok Jeong refused to see her mother after that day

[8:10 PM]The King only goes to Kim Suk Ui these days

[8:11 PM]Hee Jae: All this effort for nothing...

[8:11 PM]Dongpyeong: Don't feel too bad, Suk Won won't backc down like this

[8:11 PM]Ok JEong's mother: That's what worries me

[8:11 PM]"I remember what Ok Jeong said before"

[8:11 PM]"She said she won't live in the backroom without favor"

[8:12 PM]No spoon this time but Suk Won is squinting at the sun for a baby

[8:12 PM]Sukjong visits Ok Jeong

[8:12 PM]Ok Jeong is despondent

[8:13 PM]She won't let him touch her

[8:13 PM]Sukjong: Are you jealous of the new concubine? Lmao cute

[8:14 PM]"Okay enough, my heart is with you, even if my body is with Suk Ui"

[8:14 PM]"You know I can't leave a new concubine alone"

[8:14 PM]Sukjong's had it

[8:14 PM]"You insult me over this"

[8:14 PM]"The Queen's happy about this for the nation!"

[8:14 PM]"Fuck you I won't come back!"

[8:15 PM]It's all part of Ok Jeong's plan but yes, she is pissed

[8:15 PM]He's at the Queen's now

[8:15 PM]Inhyeon: I saw your mother ina dream

[8:16 PM]"She said the new concubine will have a lot of children, but Jang Suk Won has no children and is therefore not blessed"

[8:16 PM]Sukjong sees Inhyeon's jealousy

[8:16 PM]He thinks it's okay if they're jealous, and feels sorry for Ok Jeong

[8:17 PM]Okay now he doesn't

[8:17 PM]Ok Jeong heard what the Queen said

[8:17 PM]"She's cursing me, isn't she?"

[8:17 PM]Sukjong said he'll never visit Ok Jeong again

[8:18 PM]Lady Cheon: I don't understand, why did you rebuff him?

[8:18 PM]"Now all the servants think you're out of favor"

[8:18 PM]"Now that the Queen supports Kim Suk Ui, Suk Ui's servants are all arrogant"

[8:18 PM]"What do we do?"

[8:19 PM]Ok Jeong: "It's nothing to be afraid of"

[8:19 PM]"Even if I die for favor, I won't be pushed to the backcfoom"

[8:19 PM]Lady Go (Suk Ui's court lady) is outside

[8:19 PM]Lady Go says Suk Ui is waiting for Suk Won to present hersself

[8:20 PM]Lady Cheon tells Ok Jeong

[8:20 PM]Ok Jeong: I never knew we had a new concubine lol anyway tell her to come to me

[8:20 PM]Suk Ui" What?

[8:20 PM]"What ana rrogant wrech"

[8:21 PM]"I should go teach her a lesson!"

[8:21 PM]Lady Go: Please maintain your dignity

[8:21 PM]Don't let a lowly Suk Won make you angry

[8:21 PM]She's supposed to cocme to you anyway

[8:22 PM]Suk Ui: I may be a concubine, but I was brought in by selection, a Suk Ui from a noble family!

[8:22 PM]"She's just a translator's daughter, a lowclass Suk Won who was once a court maid"

[8:22 PM]"Tell her to come now!"

[8:22 PM]Ok Jeong hears this

[8:22 PM]"I was here first, she should come to me!"

[8:23 PM]"Ranks mean nothing, I was here first!"

[8:23 PM]Jangryeol hears what's going on

[8:23 PM]lady Han: shit's going to hit the fan

[8:23 PM]Jangryeol: Do the King and Queen know?

[8:23 PM]Lady Han: Yes, they do

[8:24 PM]Jangryeol: If Suk Ui bears a child, it'll be trouble

[8:24 PM]Lady Han: please save Lady Suk Won

[8:24 PM]Jangryeol: lol what? No

[8:24 PM]Sukjong heard about this

[8:24 PM]Suk Won's going to Suk Ui's chambers

[8:25 PM]Sukjong finds them both arrogant and foul

[8:25 PM]Ok Jeong: How dare Suk Ui nisult me like this? bring her out

[8:25 PM]Suk Ui comes out

[8:26 PM]Lady Oh calls them both into the Queen's Palacec

[8:26 PM]Inhyeon: sit down, both of you

[8:27 PM]You two are too much

[8:27 PM]Do you take the King, Queen and Grand Queen Dowager so ligtly?

[8:27 PM]To fight in our presence?

[8:27 PM]Suk Won, your behavior is bizarre

[8:27 PM]Your rank is lower than hers, do you take her so lightly?

[8:27 PM]The difference between you two is so much, how cann you insult her liek this?

[8:28 PM]LAdy Oh, birng the whip!

[8:28 PM]Disciplining you is my duty as Queen, now roll up yours kirt!"

[8:28 PM]Dont' you hear me? Roll up your skirt!

[8:29 PM]I'm whipping you today, but next time I'll torture you!

[8:29 PM]Inhyeon whips Ok Jeong, who faints right after

[8:29 PM]Sukjong is worried

[8:30 PM]Sukjong: How hard did the Queen whip her for her to faint?

[8:30 PM]End of episode

#women of legend #jang hee bin #1981 #sageuk

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msa asks (chap. 4 & onwards)

masterpost of msa asks that have been piling up, starting from when chapter 4 was published. thanks for your patience everyone...

answered in chronological order (first sent to most recently sent). i might have missed a couple, sorry about that

Anonymous said: IT'S OUT IT'S OUT IT'S OUT IT'S OUT IT'S OUT IT'S OUT IT'S OUT IT'S OUT

Anonymous said: *INCOHERENT SCREECHING AND FLAILING*

ah, the halcyon days of innocence, before everyone finished reading the chapter

Anonymous said: *just finished chp4* uh Yeah about that what the fuck? simk whAT THE HELL DID YOU POUR GUNPOWDER ON YOUR PC? LOAD 14 BULLETS ON EVERY KEY ON YOUR KEYBOARD? SEND KILLER ZAPS TO ANYONE WHO SCROLLS UNTIL THE END OF THE CHAPTER? I WAS SO EXCITED ABT THE UPDATE THAT I COMPLETELY FORGOT THAT U WERE ACTUALLY A MURDERER IN DISGUISE? ANOTHER BEGINNERS MISTAKE, BECAUSE EVERYTHING U WRITE FUCKS ME UP ON EVERY FUCKING LEVEL? SO YEah what i wanted to say is that i love you

to date this is still one of the funniest asks i’ve ever gotten and it’s going in my testimonials

Anonymous said: me @ the new msa chapter:👌👀👌👀👌👀👌👀👌👀 good shit go౦ԁ sHit👌 thats ✔ some good👌👌shit right👌👌there👌👌👌 right✔there ✔✔if i do ƽaү so my self 💯 i say so 💯 thats what im talking about right there right there (chorus: ʳᶦᵍʰᵗ ᵗʰᵉʳᵉ) mMMMMᎷМ💯 👌👌 👌НO0ОଠOOOOOОଠଠOoooᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒ👌 👌👌 👌 💯 👌 👀 👀 👀 👌👌Good shit

thank you, i do my best

Anonymous said: OH MY GOD! YOU REALLY PUT THE SNAKE FASHION THING!! :DDD :OOO

it was too good to pass up!! if you want to message me w/ ur name or url so i can credit you for inspo/the prompt, feel free :p

Anonymous said: I actually thought in the middle of the chapter that temple-dog would help Izuku escape so he would get captured by the other side of the coin and now i'm just crying

fjdlfkjsldf im sorry im like this. i do this

Anonymous said: in just a few hours the comments went from 5 to flipping 23 25

yeah im very lucky to have so many people follow & support my writing!! im grateful to everyone who comments.

Anonymous said: I wonder how being sick works for MSA Izuku. In that odd state of not being as aware as usual and your mind being foggy, would he hear that star song easier or any other odd spirit shenanigans?

he’d just be kind of out of it and more susceptible to... things

Anonymous said: SCREAMS?? I LOVE YOUR WRITING SO MUCH AND THIS CHAPTER WAS ABSOLUTELY STELLAR, THANK YOU FOR IMMEDIATELY BRIGHTENING MY NIGHT! I HOPE YOU HAVE A FANTASTIC TIME!!

ahh im really glad you enjoyed chapter four that much!! thank you!!!

Anonymous said: IM HOLLERIN THE NEW CHAPTER WAS SO GOOD WTF??

fjldkfsldf thank you....

Anonymous said: When I first commented on Ao3 I felt like looking at the other comments and I noticed all of them (at the time) had a line along the lines of "he needs a break" so I ended up imagining him just sunbathing on some tropical beach (read deserted island) sipping coconut Juice and sighing happily with noone to bother him.

that would be ideal. i think izuku also would not know what to do with himself

Anonymous said: MSA Izuku ch.4 summary: Kirishima: Hey are you ok? Izuku, literally on fire: Why, what's wrong?

GHFLKDFJLSDF IM LAUGHING!!! YOURE NOT WRONG

Anonymous said: I just finished msa ch4 and im?? Its 0 dark 00 and I have a 7 hour shift later Toda but I had to put it down and gnash my teeth over how GORGEOUS and HEARTBREAKING this chapter was before picking it up and finishing it. God im so stoked that it came out. Alright my pal, I hope you have a good time period of indeterminate length; take care of yourself yo!!

thank you im so glad you enjoyed it!! and i hope things have been good for you!

Anonymous said: ffuuuUUUUCK THAT TEMPLE-DOG YO WHAT AN AWFUL ICKY THING TO DO

correct, although in its defense, if izuku had just been another spirit, their connection would not have had that kind of effect

Anonymous said: Uh, sorry if this bothering you, this has something to do with Msa Izuku, but not the new chapter (love it BTW, poor Izuku got captured by Overhaul. The cat is a new bar.).So, I would like to ask, just for fun, what would Izuku sees if he meets C/astiel face to face and how would the spirits react?

i think my worldbuilding and spn worldbuilding would conflict in so many terrible ways, but... izuku would prob be able to see c/astiel’s wings and true form? only for a bit before his eyes started getting itchy, and then started bleeding... dont think the spirits would like angels very much. spirits are a very prideful and arrogant bunch who don’t like to be intruded upon or interfered with

Anonymous said: who is Senshajou other than an amazing creature which I love already

senshajou is plato’s ideal cat. they are not exactly a spirit. they just are

Anonymous said: I'm suuuper curious about what the One for All spirit looks like in MSA, because my first thought is that it'd have to be this massive chimeric mutant due to the nature of it's creation and the fact it's been bonded to eight separate people.

coming back and reading this is incredibly funny because like. yeah. ofa is a chimera. not quite for the reasons you think, but yeah

Anonymous said: You know what I'm thinking right now? What of kiri and deku met in public after The Arrest™. The sheer chaos it would bring. The Confusion ™. I'm sure deku would just take one look at kiri and just. Book it. Also ch4 helped inspire me in my endavour to write about my etheral starlight dragon god for a original story i've been thinking up. You're really good at describing creatures beyond Imagination, you know.

you have correctly predicted this scenario.

also im glad ch4 was able to help you in your writing endeavors!! best of luck!!

Anonymous said: whenever i read msa i always picture izuku wearing like, some kind of grey cloak, with the hood always up and shadowing his eyes no matter the context/location/surrounding temperature. It doesn't make any sense given the general fashion in bnha but I can't help it- msa!izuku is a cloak kinda guy imo

you’re right but msa izuku would also hate the attention that would come with wearing a cloak. he is definitely a hood-up kind of guy

Anonymous said: msa au in which Deku escapes the villain alliance, breaks into Kirishima's home, and just, fucking collapses on the couch. Kirishima gets up the next morning to see the fucking cryptid he'd hunted for days just, sleeping on his couch like a giant cat. What the fuck. What the fuck.

hold that thought

Anonymous said: So I'm reading ch 4 and listening to "I appear missing" by queens of the stone age and it works ridiculously well ngl (also like gd this chapter is so good the hype is real👍👍)

thank you!! this is a p cool song

Anonymous said: In MSA does everyone have a spirit? Have people always had spirits? Do you know how quirks started? Do even quirkless people have spirits? Why don't they have quirks? Could Izuku open their channel, or is the quirk canceling bullets different from quirkless people? So many questions!

most everyone has a spirit but not everyone, people have not always had guardian spirits, i do know how quirks started, quirkless people have spirits, they don’t have quirks because their bodies have not adapted to channel their spirit’s energy adequately, and izuku can try something with unlocking quirks, but it depends on what there is to work with already. quirk cancelling bullets rewind the bond between spirit and human but they don’t erase the adaptations to the body. quirkless people dont have that adaptation in the first place... hope that makes sense

Anonymous said: dunno if this's been mentioned/acknowledged or asked about before, but wheres izuku's guardian spirit?

he ain’t got one. but why...

Anonymous said: CHOO CHOO IT'S THE UNRESOLVED EMOTIONAL ISSUES TRAIN COMING IN AT 242379 MILES AN HOUR THERE ARE NO STOPS THERE ARE NO BRAKES WE DIE LIKE MEN ON THE HELL EXPRESS ~bakugous spirit

this is a joke but actually, yes. actually, this is very applicable to msa izuku himself, and so many characters i write, actually. this is an icnredibly funny ask and i love the phrases you use and i would not be surprised if i subconsciously absorb this phrase and accidentally use it in the future. thank you for this

Anonymous said: question: if msa izuku and kirishima were in a dangerous situation and izuku almost got hurt very badly/died but he managed to escape. BUT kirishima didnt see him escape and didnt know he was okay. how would kirishima react

in typical kirishima fashion he would be very worried about izuku and would probably try to figure out a way to rescue him

Anonymous said: im ppl have been talkig abt izu's guardian spirit lately, but wht abt allm's? i like to imagine that when shimura died, she became toshi's guardian spirit

shes not allm’s guardian spirit but shes Around

Anonymous said: ok but the part where msa izuku says release it rly reminded me of cardcaptor sakura just sayin

never watched cardcaptor sakura but thats p cool

Anonymous said: I'd like to think if MSA. Izu/ku got hit with a quirk erasing bullet it wouldn't kill him, just like knock him out for a good day or so until he wakes back up through spite and the universe just hating him and being like "man thanks for the nap gun guys gotta get me one of those"

Anonymous said: I had a dream that msa!izu/ku was standing in his cell and staring at a nearby guard and the guard is wondering wtf why is he staring like that but actually he was just really tired and fell asleep. Standing up. W/eyes open.

HEY THIS IS INCREDIBLE AND INCREDIBLY FUNNY AND IF SOMEONE WROTE A SNIPPET WITH IZUKU DOING THIS I WOULD ABSOLUTELY BELIEVE IT

Anonymous said: I'm sorry but I have to tell you “Would you like to sit?” “No.” is the funniest interaction I have ever experienced in my life I woke up my grandmother at 3 am cause I was laughing so hard and she's doesn't even live on the same floor as me

im so glad that izuku being a bullheaded and troubled teenager can bring some amusement and laughter to your day

Anonymous said: i guess you could say that in the lastest chapter, msa izuku is kicking ass... /and taking names/ BA DUM TSHHHHHHH

HGJDFKJSDLGSDF IM LAUGHING!!!! STOP THIS

Anonymous said: In the MSA verse when someone doesn't like their quirk for example like your OC Mitoki and they don't use their quirk how does that affect their spirit?

doesn’t really affect their spirit except like, psychologically or emotionally, because they would Like for their charge to be able to use their powers in order to defend themselves, but their charge Is Not

Anonymous said: What would Mitoki think of MSA Izuku?

msa izuku: says Anything msa izuku: pulls Those Stunts msa izuku: does stuff of gray legality without bothering to explain himself, ever msa izuku: also is grudgingly a good person mitoki: this guy is hilarious and a fucking RIOT, i have to adopt him immediately

Anonymous said: i imagine after hearing the music of the universe msa izuku doesn't like human music anymore, huh?

i think he isn’t very fond of any music that reminds him of that experience, and how he nearly lost sight of his sense of self. normal, mundane music with absolutely nothing out of the ordinary is probably a relief

Anonymous said: Just wanted to drop in and say that I really love MSA!!! It's a super refreshing read, and I LOVE how you write everyone. I'm so hooked, you have no idea. Thank you so much for all the work you put into it!!

thank you for dropping in and letting me know!! i love feedback like this, makes me happy to keep writing and sharing stuff. i hope you enjoy the next chapter!

Anonymous said: someone: *gives izuku positive attention* izuku: you come into MY HOUSE

yeah that’s pretty much exactly it

Anonymous said: This might be a little weird and specific, but how would MSA Izuku react to someone who does similar stuff to him? Meaning, constantly does weird eldritch shit while sassing away any attempts to figure it out. And also assuming that they keep crossing paths no matter how either party feels about it.

probably kind of uncomfortable, but if this person is reacting to said eldritch stuff the way msa izuku reacts to spirit stuff, i think he’d just recognize this person as someone else who’s going through a lot of stuff and just wants to be left alone, and then msa izuku would proceed to leave them alone. maybe quietly give them a coffee if they look like they need it, then leave.

if this person was enjoying eldritch stuff, i think msa izuku would be kind of envious of them, and resentful, because hey, this person gets a way better deal than me in terms of eldritch mysteries, why do i get stuck with all the bad stuff?

either way i don’t think msa izuku would spend a lot of time with them, he has a lot of his own stuff to deal with.

Anonymous said: Holy hell. Did Izuku, like, frickin ABSORB afo or some shit??

Anonymous said: Did izu/ku discover afo's spirit's name? And then proceed to destroy afo

Anonymous said: If I was Aizawa, or any other clever member of the hero crew, my assumption would probably be that Izuku is the product of a quirk that makes physical manifestations of other people's quirks. The person with said quirk probably used it on themselves, thus Izuku. It would reasonably explain why he's so dodgy about his identity, can fix/alter quirks, talks strangely to nothing, and is so effected by the eraser quirk. (It's fun manufacturing wrong but reasonable theories!)

oh thats a really interesting theory!! hmm yeah... it could work, but if i was aizawa i would wonder why izuku didn’t just disappear if he was just a temporary manifestation of a quirk. i’ll deffo consider this though and if it proves useful to the story i hope you won’t mind if i use it?

thank you for writing in!

Anonymous said: Goodness, I love your work. A part of me silently lives for the day when MSA!Izu and All Might spend time together and AM's just?? Immune to all of Izu's snark, while still being such a dad. Like "Deku my boy, where's the hoodie I gave you? It's getting cold out."/"Based on the trajectory of the moon and sun, in a garbage bin somewhere."/"Oh! Well it *was* my old highschool hoodie. It was probably getting too old to wear anyway"/*Cue frustrated-mortified screams of the little cryptid child*

frankly i don’t think msa izuku would be able to handle someone knowing About Him and genuinely looking after him at the same time, he’s only ever had one or the other at a time, if all might did this msa izuku would short circuit and have a minor crisis because he doesn’t know how to accept affection from someone who accepts him for who he is. this thought hurts me and i regret thinking about this. really good ask, thanks for sending it in

Anonymous said: Your fic ‘know what i’ve made by the marks on my hands’ is a power move in of itself.

fndlfksldkf THANKS, im putting this in my testimonials

Anonymous said: Ever since the beggining of MSA I can't get rid of a certain though. Bakugou's Quirk something horibly adorable and comepletely enamored with Izuku. Like, the moment it sees him, it just jumps at him with hugs and kisses, possibly some purrs. Izuku avoiding the duo because he's so done and tired of the vilent love and explosive heatred mixture.

izuku hates it because both of them are giving him some form of attention and he just wants them to forget about him and be done with it

Anonymous said: Idk whether this was asked but how do names come across in the second intonation?? Like if izuku was saying senshajou (?) would the name come out in japanese or does the second intonation have a way of saying names without actually saying them? Basically would listening in on their conversation reveal a bunch of static and then just "carwash" in the middle of the sentence??

intonations aren’t a new language, just a manner of speaking, where the fourth intonation takes the most energy and the first intonation (normal speech) takes the least. effectively, izuku and all the spirits are speaking japanese, but the intonation they speak in will take their words to a different energy level. if that makes sense. so, no, ‘carwash’ would not show up in the middle of a sentence

Anonymous said: SIMK IM CHOKING!!!!!! YOUR ART LEFT ME SPEECHLESS ITS SO GOOOOD!!!!

thank you so much!!! this is very flattering, and makes me very happy as well

Anonymous said: Hey have you ever played OFF?? Idk the first pic you drew for MSA rly reminds me of it

i have not! but i love the art i’ve seen for it

Anonymous said: so are the guardian spirits in msa bound to their humans in a distance sense? like can they just wander off to somewhere far away from their human or would they hit a boundary somewhere?

yes, spirits are basically bound by proximity! they can leave their charges behind and go gallivanting to another continent but it’s Not A Good Idea for a few reasons and becomes very unpractical. they can travel pretty far from their charges if the necessity arises, though.

Anonymous said: there is a lot of things i could say about your my spirit academia art but the first thing that i thought of was "wow izuku looks good with nail polish"

fjdlkfjsldf

everyone looks great with nail polish!

Anonymous said: msa!izuku's flirting: you're slightly less terrible than everything else happening in this situation right now

izuku says this stiffly and without looking at the other person because expressing emotion and vulnerability is difficult for him

Anonymous said: Honestly msa!izuku is the most relatable au Izuku. I too wish I could just fade from everyone’s collective knowledge and become the local ghost story middle schoolers dare each other to test. *izuku gets ding-dong-ditched but only because local children are too terrified to stay to see the beast that lives in that apartment*

Wait what does Izuku do for halloween anyways?

i accidentally deleted the second half of your question so that’s just a paraphrase sorry!! but yeah, i’ve infused msa izuku with some of my more cryptid-longing tendencies, i find it hilarious that this has carried through. i love the proposed scenario. it’s incredibly funny and absolutely something that would happen to izuku

i dont think halloween is very widely celebrated in japan? but if it was, izuku would probably just shut himself in his room for the night because he doesn’t want to deal with any aspect of the holiday

Anonymous said: heya!! i just read your msa fic and i absolutely adore it! the whole idea is just awesome in the every sense of the word and ive found myself already completely immersed in it! your writing of izu/ku is very relatable for me and it only makes me love the fic more?? ahh im just head over heels for it!!!!

ahhh im really glad to hear that!!! i hope you continue to enjoy future chapters, as we explore more of izuku’s character, and possibly, his past :^)

Anonymous said: u have probs already gotten this question before, but was msa izuku (or his soul) merged with his guardian spirit at birth? Cause izuku basically says that something went terribly wrong at his birth... so I'm thinking he somehow merged with his spirit????

something like that! there was spirit fuckery involved.

Anonymous said: I cant help but think prototype!izu/ku's hair would match msa izu/ku v well

im laughing because ive actually drawn msa izuku with a hairstyle DISTRESSINGLY similar to prototype izuku’s hair. msa izuku has got that unhappy, emo vibe about him that just naturally attracts the kinds of vibes that prototype izuku’s hair gives off

Anonymous said: is izu/ku's guardian spirit like nessie or bigfoot or something? cause i swear to fuck he's such a cryptid omg

HRNGLDFLKSDF IM LAUGHING

nah, izuku doesn’t have a guardian spirit. only... himself

Anonymous said: Did All Might give Mirio One For All in MSA?

no idea, haven’t thought about it, won’t figure it out until i actually need to address it

Anonymous said: I just wanna say that I love msa and kirishima is trying

kirishima *is* trying and we are all loving and supporting him for the amazing work he does

Anonymous said: Say, would Shinsou’s quirk work on MSA!Izuku?

you will find that out in, sports festival msa au, wherein msa izuku accidentally takes his canon counterpart’s place right after he’s finished the obstacle course event in the sports festival. i need to get through the end of the sports festival before im satisfied with publishing it... but i’ve finished the shinsou fight. so! you’ll see :p

Anonymous said: Hey I sent you an ask a while ago but idk if you saw it or not, but I just wanted to say that I really liked your latest chapter of msa! The music that you described in the chapter was really amazing and it made me think of this song called “the heaven’s flock” sang by the Texas all state choir. Obviously it won’t be anything close to the ethereal other-worldly music that you describe in the chapter, but it’s what came to mind while I was reading it. You can find it on YouTube, hope you like it!

hey im super glad!! i spent a lot of time editing those paragraphs for Maximum Spiritness, it’s always gratifying to know someone enjoyed them. and yes, i checked out the song on youtube, and it’s pretty cool! choral pieces usually don’t interest me a lot but this one was fun. thanks for telling me about it!

Anonymous said: i just found your ff and I love them! Tired(tm) Midoriya is great and I love him.

thank you!! izuku who is tired of this bullshit and calls it out when he sees it is definitely very fun.

Anonymous said: where is msa!izuku's physique in comparison to the cannon timeline? is he closer to how he was at the very start of series, or while he was training with All Might before he got One for All?

he’s pretty lean and wiry with plenty of stamina, so i’d say he’s about on par with canon izuku after training with all might pre-yuuei. he probably doesn’t have as much raw strength but i think he has more stamina

Anonymous said: Msa izu/ku escapes from the Precepts' clutches and starts booking it around the tunnels and just. Stumbles upon Eri. Stops and takes the time to fuckin wrangle her spirit to stop it from unexisting him and just books it with her "I'm taking her now bye"

this is hilariously close

Anonymous said: you used a lyric from meet me in the woods for the 4th chapter of msa and god thinking about it that song fits the au?? at least as much as i've seen about it.

thank you!! and yeah, i’ve actually got that song on my msa playlist. specifically, my msa kiri/deku playlist, because it fits so well. [sips that heart hurting juice] im happy someone caught the reference!

Anonymous said: just read the quote from Morrison 'she utilised violence in a purely feminine way' by chucking hot pokers at people and all I can think of is msa!izu/ku being so done with everything and being violent 'in a purely deadpan way', chucking his collection of spray paint cans/ art supplies/ occasional chair at the spirits because he's just so done and LET HIM SLEEP OR AT LEAST TURN UP WITH COFFEE GODDAMIT.

you are not, wrong

thats what his scripts are for!

Anonymous said: Msa! Izu/ku's laugh sounding like a dead rustling/ raspy monotone that is simultaneously eerie and extremely concerning to the point you want to wrap him in marshmallows.

msa izuku’s laugh sounds very, very tired, which is arguably the same thing

@iamlikecain said: Hi ! I juste wanted to say that I love your fic My spirit academia and sassy Izuku is what I now live for. Btw, he doesn’t deserve to suffer omg that poor baby and uuugg I hope he’ll be happy ;—-;

haha thank you!! i’m glad you like msa izuku’s shenanigans!! and yeah. he really doesn’t deserve any of this. things will, hopefully, look up for him soon! i am not setting out to write a pessimistic story, eventually things will get better

Anonymous said: Your my hero academia spirit AU is super frigging interesting??? Im dying to read more :DDD

thank you! im super glad you enjoyed it

Anonymous said: What are your favorite msu!izuku headcannons?

just the fact of him existing in this unrestrained, unintentionally chaotic state of being wherein he does what he needs to and may even do what you want him to, but in a way that makes him and you and everyone else involved feel like you’re all just a bunch of clowns. heres a couple more facts about him though

his goal in life is to become a famous reclusive calligrapher who has retired to the isolated countryside to do calligraphy, where no one can bother him

secretly still really passionate about heroics but kind of embarrassed about it so if you find out or bring it up he WILL try to kill you

messy and not very good at cooking, but doing his best

knows some kind of weird trivia that you wouldn’t really expect

Anonymous said: b r u h what would inko's quirk spirit creature look like?? soft and playful and curious about all sorts of smol trinkets/objects??? would they be combative w izuku too??? ;-; or reach some sort of grudging acceptance of their presence??? smol green abomination belongs to my beloved human, so no fighting little abomination

honestly i haven’t given a lot of thought to inko’s guardian spirit, other than that it’s probably pretty small and not one of the most powerful spirits out there. it’s kind of distant from izuku, bc izuku makes it uneasy, but it cares about izuku in its own way.

#some of these asks are incredibly funny to read after writing & planning ch5 #ask compilation #ask #msa stuff

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bronzeflower · 7 years ago

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Who The Fuck Writes A Ten-Page Rant?????

Also on ao3

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Chapter 4: The Memes Won’t Stop

You could handle a lot of things nowadays. Annoying customers, your own mistakes, even some dick making a video about a rant you sent him. All of that you could handle perfectly fine, thank you very much!

But this, this was too much. This has to be your breaking point.

Because now there were memes.

Memes were covering your dashboard. Left and right, everywhere you went, all you saw were memes based on the shitty, incoherent rant you sent cogsinthegodshead.

It was combined with other memes, people quote it often, and it became a copypasta with the same level as the fucking Bee Movie.

You were trying to breathe, but the moment you saw a half naked man with the phrase “both of my sticks are erect and ready for your viewing pleasure” is when you lost it completely.

You were about one second away from saying “fuck it” and sending cogsinthegodshead another angry rant when Trollian notified you of a message.

-- gallowsCalibrator [GC] began trolling carcinoGeneticist [CG] --

GC: HOLY SH1T K4RK4T GC: H4V3 YOU S33N TH1S M3M3? GC: CR4BBY.pdf GC: 1T’S TOT4LLY YOU GC: D1D YOU H4PP3N TO S3ND 4N 4NGRY M3SS4G3 TO TH3 ON3 4ND ONLY D4V3 ST1D3R?

CG: YES, I’VE SEEN THE FUCKING MEME. CG: IT’S AWFUL AND HORRIBLE. CG: AND WHO THE FUCK IS DAVE STRIDER?

GC: 1T’S 4N 4M4Z1NG M3M3 GC: 4ND D4V3 STR1D3R 1S TH3 ON3 WHO SP4RK3D TH3 M3M3 GC: YOU NOW, COGS1NTH3GODSH34D

CG: OH GOD, THAT DOUCHEBAG.

GC: SO YOU’V3 H34RD OF H1M >:]

CG: I GUESS YOU COULD SAY THAT.

GC: YOU GU3SS? GC: K4RK4T GC: YOU N33D TO B3 HON3ST W1TH M3 GC: D1D YOU WR1T3 TH4T R4NT?

CG: THERE IS A POSSIBILITY THAT MAY BE THE CASE.

GC: HOLY SH1T K4RK4T GC: 1 C4N’T B3L13V3 YOU D1D TH4T

CG: IT’S ALL IN THE PAST NOW, SO IT DOESN’T MATTER

GC: DO YOU W4NT H1S CHUMH4NDL3

CG: WHAT?

GC: DO GC: YOU GC: W4NT GC: H1S GC: CHUMH4NDL3 GC: ?

CG: WHO’S CHUMHANDLE?

GC: D4V3’S OF COURS3!

CG: … CG: TEREZI, WHAT ABOUT THAT I THINK HE’S A HUGE DOUCHE DON’T YOU UNDERSTAND?

GC: TH3 P4RT WH3R3 D4V3 1S SUP3R COOL GC: 4R3 YOU SUR3 YOU DON’T W4NT H1S CHUMH4NDL3? CG: FUCK NO GC: 1’LL JUST L34V3 1T H3R3 FOR YOU GC: JUST 1N C4S3 GC: TURNT3CHGODH34D GC: BUT W1THOUT TH3 TYP1NG QU1RK

CG: AER;OUFWNKVDRFUWE CG: *FUCK NO*

-- carcinoGeneticist [CG] ceased trolling gallowsCalibrator [GC] --

GC: H3H3H3H3H3

You find yourself being messaged by yet another one of your friends and wonder if you’re going to be messaged about the exact same thing Terezi messaged you about.

-- twinArmageddons [TA] began trolling carcinoGeneticist [CG] --

TA: kk, have you 2een the new meme buzziing around? TA: iit 2ound2 exactly liike you

CG: I CAN’T FUCKING *BELIEVE* YOU ARE THE SECOND PERSON TO MESSAGE ME ABOUT THIS. CG: YES, I’VE SEWN THE MEME. CG: IT’S HORRIBLE AND AWFUL AND EMBARRASSING

TA: are you 2ayiing that you are the one who wrote the rant? TA: holy 2hiit, tha2 amazing TA: ii have to tell tz

CG: DON’T BOTHER; SHE ALREADY KNOWS.

TA: damniit. TA: gue22 iill ju2t go back to programmiing.

CG: NO, NO, NO. CG: YOU GET BACK HERE. CG: SIT YOUR ASS DOWN FIRMLY IN TAHT CHAIR AND GET COMFY CG: BECAUSE I HAVEN’T HAD THE CHANCE TO COMPLAIN ABOUT THESE MEMES YET.

TA: go two 2omeone else, liike ga. TA: ii dont feel liike dealiing wiith your problem2 riight now.

CG: FINE. CG: I’LL GO FIND SOMEONE ELSE TO COMPLAIN TO.

TA: thank2

-- twinArmageddons [TA] ceased trolling carcinoGeneticist [CG] --

You wanted to bang your head on the table. So you did. Until yet another one of your friends decided that it would be a great fucking time to message you.

-- caligulasAquarium [CA] began trolling carcinoGeneticist [CG] --

CG: WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU WANT?

CA: wwell you see ivve got these problems CA: romantic problems

CG: OH THANK GOD. CG: YOU’RE NOT MESSAGING ME ABOUT MEMES LIKE FUCKING EVERYONE ELSE. CG: WHAT QUADRANT IS IT?

CA: thats my problem kar CA: im not sure CA: the feelins i havve are all mixin up an confusin me CA: i just dont knoww wwhat im feelin here

CG: WHAT MAKES YOU THINK *I* WOULD KNOW WHAT KIND OF FEELINGS ARE RAMPAGING THROUGH YOUR BLOOD-PUSHER?

CA: i dont knoww youre the romantic expert here

CG: I CAN’T REALLY HELP YOU OUT VERY MUCH IF I HAVE NO CLUE WHAT THE FUCK YOUR FEELINGS ARE. CG: OR EVEN WHO THEY ARE FOR.

CA: im not really comfortable sharing wwho my feelins are for right noww CA: i just need some help figurin out what these feelins evven are CA: and howw i should act on them

CG: WELL, I WOULDN’T ADVISE ACTING OUT ON ANY OF YOUR FEELINGS IF YOU DON’T KNOW FOR SURE WHAT THOSE FEELINGS ARE ABOUT. CG: IT WILL JUST GIVE THE PERSON YOU ARE COURTING A SHIT TON OF MIXED SIGNALS. CG: AND THAT’S NOT A GOOD BASIS FOR *ANY* RELATIONSHIP.

CA: i guess youre right kar CA: i still dont knoww wwhat to do

CG: DON’T DO ANYTHING. CG: NOT UNTIL YOU HAVE A BETTER IDEA OF IF YOUR FEELINGS ARE BLACK, RED, PALE, OR ASHEN. CG: ALTHOUGH, IT’S PRESUMABLY NOT ASHEN OR PALE, NOT THAT YOU SPECIFIED VERY MUCH ABOUT WHAT KIND OF ROMANTIC FEELINGS YOU’VE ACQUIRED. CG: BUT YOU DON’T USUALLY COME TO ME FOR ADVICE ABOUT THE CONCILIATORY QUADRANTS. CG: BUT, SERIOUSLY, DON’T MAKE ANY MOVES UNTIL YOU ACTUALLY KNOW WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON. CG: AND ONCE YOU FIGURE IT OUT, MAKE SURE TO KEEP YOUR ADVANCES SUBTLE, ALRIGHT? CG: USUALLY I WOULD RECOMMEND A LESS SUBTLE APPROACH, BUT YOU’RE ABOUT AS SUBTLE AS A TRAIN WRECK. CG: NO OFFENSE.

CA: some taken CA: but i guess youre right as always kar CA: i suppose i can be a little… CA: ovverbearing

CG: THAT’S THE UNDERSTATEMENT OF THE YEAR. CG: ANYWAY, I HAVE YET ANOTHER PERSON DECIDING TO PESTER ME, SO I’LL BE GOING NOW. CG: MESSAGE ME AGAIN WHEN YOU MAKE SENSE OF YOUR CLUSTERFUCK OF FEELINGS.

-- carcinoGeneticist [CG] ceased trolling caligulasAquarium [CA] --

-- terminallyCapricious [TC] began trolling carcinoGeneticist [CG] --

TC: WhAt’s uP My bRo TC: We hAvEn’t aLl uP AnD MoThEr fUcKiN TaLkEd iN A LoNg aSs tImE TC: hOw hAs iT BeEn gOiNg fOr yOu TC: I’Ve jUsT BeEn oVeR HeRe dOiNg mY OwN ThInG TC: jUsT BeEn mOtHeRfUcKiN DoInG WhAt fEeLs rIgHt yOu kNoW

CG: HUH, I GUESS IT HAS BEEN A WHILE. CG: IT’S BEEN GOING OKAY FOR ME. CG: COULD BE BETTER, BUT WHEN CAN’T IT BE BETTER. CG: ANYWAY, GAMZEE, I’M SORRY FOR CUTTING THIS CONVERSATION SHORT, BUT I REALLY SHOULD BE GETTING TO WORK RIGHT ABOUT NOW.

TC: iT’S AlL GoOd mOtHeRfUcKeR

CG: BYE

-- carcinoGeneticist [CG] ceased trolling terminallyCapricious [TC] --

You get off your ass and hall over to work. Same old, same old. Maybe after work Kanaya will be up for listening to you rant about the goddamned memes for an hour or so.

You make a note to ask her if anything is wrong or if she wants to talk about anything with you because you have told her about your problems and ranted to her for god knows how long, and you feel bad about possibly neglecting any problems she may be having.

Rose came back to presumably get her dress, which she did end up doing, but she and Kanaya spent way longer than it would have taken simply to get a dress and do transactions. You wonder if the two of them want to become friends or even something more. And if they do decide to pursue something more than friendship, of what quadrant would it be. Most likely a flushed romance, since that is the typically romance humans indulge in, and Kanaya is already taken when it comes to pale romance.

You can’t be completely sure unless you question her about it.

By the end of your shift, you are exhausted but determined to spend some time with Kanaya.

“Hey, Kanaya. Is there anything you wanted to talk about?” You ask her once the store closes.

“Like what?”

“I don’t know. Anything really. I’ve been talking about my own problems and feelings a lot recently, but I feel like you haven’t really gotten a chance to talk about yours.”

“Oh! Well…” A blush rose to Kanaya’s cheeks. “I suppose there are things I want to talk about, but I did hear about you having a certain distaste for some memes going around?”

“Those memes are a blight on humanity's existence, but I can complain about that later. I suggest we get into the pile and have a good old-fashioned feelings jam.”

“Alright. If you insist.”

The two of you get into a pile of various fabric rolls and threads. Most of it was the cheaper fabrics since Kanaya always made sure that the nicer fabrics were put away properly since they were expensive, and it would be awful to ruin them during a particularly intense feelings jam.

“So, what did you want to talk about?” You ask, holding Kanaya’s hand.

“Let’s see… Where do I begin?”

#davekat #homestuck #karkat vantas #kanaya maryam #eridan ampora #sollux captor #gamzee makara #terezi pyrope

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erubescentadolescent-blog · 8 years ago

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Something New

it was a cold December night a couple of days after Christmas I wanted to sort out through our family’s cobweb covered old belongings that rested in the attic maybe find an old interesting item or at least sell old trash in a garage sale or something to get a little extra cash boxes were stacked chaotically behind old furniture I started sorting through old boxes most contained old toys that the family used to own, others junk my dad had from his college years and one very neatly and oddly clean cardboard box was packaged in old holidays gift wrapping paper the box itself had perhaps over thirty tapes and I found that rather odd They simply had dates scribbled on them in horrible handwriting intrigued by such a discovery I brought the old box down with me to my room I suppose sorting through my old things could wait for a bit I fished my drawers for the Pressman I had as a present and decided I wanted to play the first tape 26th of December 1986 it didn’t really take long to figure out That tape belonged to me, it was probably a stupid joke my siblings pulled maybe they heard my first diary entry and they made ones of their own... such assholes clicking play I heard a little bit of muffling before a barely audible “Hello” I furrowed my brows, it sounded rather odd to begin with “This is my first diary entry, my handwriting sucks and I don’t think I could really commit to writing every day so maybe just writing about my day will be fun...” I stopped the recording, yup definitely mine “Those stupid bastards” I mumbled I pulled out a tape dated “27th of December 1986″ “Eventful day” pressing play I heard a sigh “I found my siblings pulling a stupid joke, Sarah I know it’s you... you stupid twat, anyways, so...” and the tape played on, entailing details, today’s details... I started shivering subconsciously what the hell.. there were several other few tapes with the same date,only differences were them being titled according to their order clicking play I could only hear someone breathing quite heavily not just anyone, that someone is me “I don’t understand what’s going on... I just listened to myself complaining about my siblings-” there was a pause of sobs, I followed suite “What’s happening to me?” and the tape just stopped The other tape consisted of only me saying “This isn’t real, This isn’t real, This isn’t happening.” for a good couple of minutes I threw away the tapes in utter horror the rest of the night I only played the rest of the tapes some were of me sobbing, some were of me merely mumbling incoherent sentences one was titled “Fair Warning.” “This is it, I’m going to hear them all.” abruptly cutting to “DON’T I DON’T KNOW WHAT THIS IS WHATEVER THIS IS I JUST AM TELLING ME-YOU WHATEVER JUST DON’T PLAY THE REST OF THE TAPES, I WONT LET MYSELF GO THROUGH THIS, I CANT THROW AWAY THE TAPES, I CAN’T BREAK THEM BUT I’M TELLING YOU NOW DON’T” the rest of the tapes all laid there I was shivering hard and I didn’t know exactly what to do. my curiosity was getting the best of me the first tape that had a different date was one titled 29th of December “Black Ice” I pressed play “It feels almost wrong that I haven’t recorded yesterday, but I had run out of tapes to record, for whatever reason, it snowed a little yesterday and mom didn’t let me go out to buy any-” this one seemed rather normal but of course there were several other holding that same date other tapes holding the same date The last one however held the date 22nd of February “This is it” There was an uncomfortable couple of minutes of silence before I heard sniffling “Why did I do this to myself? why did I not listen to what I had to say? I should have dropped those tapes when I had the chance, I should have tried breaking them when I had the chance but I didn’t I heard them all, they taunt me every single night and I don’t understand what they all mean all I know is that this date has me killing myself, or at least the couple that I’ve heard so far... I don’t know how many times I killed myself, but it’s taking over my life a therapist didn’t work, I can’t make these tapes leave the house they just always mysteriously come back to where they belong, and they belong in my house. I suppose the first time I killed myself it had made sense in that chain of events... but now it seems like I’m being resurrected because maybe somehow some version of myself will fix it, one version of me will alter it... but right now all I know is that this version’s not it... good luck, to me... maybe this time will make it right.” the tape cuts to nothingness and then a gun shot... I crawled to the corner of my room do I listen to all the tapes that I skipped? does it matter? should I not record again? I just couldn’t comprehend what to do so I crawled up to my bed hid myself in the sheets, sobbed in silence my yellow Pressman stayed where it was on the floor taunting me next to the box I stayed in bed for the next three days not moving, not doing anything just trying to do as little as possible what kind of cruel reality was this? and on the fourth day I picked up my Pressman played the last tape for what felt like hours on end This was all real, I wasn’t making this all up in my head, this was real. I pressed the small record button “Warning don’t play these tapes.. agh this is useless.” I pressed stop and let the tape fall into the box It was stupid knowing me I will probably listen to them regardless the rest of the days seemed only to turn gray these tapes became my ultimate obsession, I listened to them I memorized them practically by heart at this point I knew when things were to happen but they inevitably happen they were often times things I could not change my mother falling into a coma my father deciding to distract himself with work my siblings living a gloomy life, avoiding me since I’ve only been avoiding them my oldest brother deciding to “Live a little” overdosing my mother never waking up from the coma ultimately leading my father into the slippery slope of alcohol addiction that being said I was left on my own almost my Father got abusive and I didn’t blame him I knew why I’ve heard it all before and it was the morning of that fateful day This really was it for me, this version of me failed, no wonder there’s only three tapes of it, who’d want to record themselves dying I shut my eyes, and wished for the next version of me to get it right I could hear it but it sounded like the most sweetest of sounds it was signaling the end for me and god knows I could hardly wait for it to end already ___________________________________________ it was a cold December night a couple of days after Christmas I wanted to sort out through our family’s cobweb covered old belongings that rested in the attic maybe find an old interesting item or at least sell old trash in a garage sale or something to get a little extra cash when I stumbled upon a wrapped out-of-place box..

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delcoeur-blog · 6 years ago

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Part 2 conf.

I needed to find a way for him to be free of her. I didn’t know how. I was addicted myself. I knew what she was doing. She was very up front about it. She is/was a manipulative person. She loves toying with others and so I felt challenged at her game.

It wasn’t until one night where I received a text from my friend. He was going to do something drastic too.

He was going to tell her that he loved her. He’s just 17 at this point. He’s dumber than I was. No. No. No. no. No. I can’t let that happen.

And so I hatched a plan to destroy this relationship. By telling him the truth. It was one of the most difficult things I’ve ever had to do up to this point. And it was the worst decision and plan I’ve ever come up with.

I told him everything but excluded my involvement so I would be clean of it all. I can feel the heat of guilt and shame burning across my face. I dont remember the details as clearly now. But I do remember him gone.

She was still here, not much of a loss for her. Just one less toy to play with. I wasn’t bored yet either. But summer was coming around to an end and so I needed something new.

I came up with a horrible version of my life that and I wove and spun intricately. An alternate version of my life with fiction and sprinkled with facts. And I sold it. I sold it hard.

It’s too much to put down onto a phone and incredibly boring since I’ve ran out of steam to right now but I convinced her that she was responsible for the suicide/death of my “irl gf”. The time frame here coincides with Halloween of 2013.

10/31/13 was the worst day of my life. It will be a day I will have nightmares about over and over again. It was a day that changed my life permanently and for the worse.

Up to this point, my mother was still recovering from the surgery in the hospital and was getting better and better and my dad was starting his treatment for cancer.

I have to preface this with my dad passed away in 2014. He did not survive. But he was also had kidney disease and was immunisuppressed from the kidney transplant and starts his day with close to 50 pills just to survive.

But it was that night. I got off of school and headed towards the hospital to see my mom. My dad and I take turns to keep my mom company. We couldn’t bear leaving her alone so we worked hard. I took night shifts since I could go to school in the morning since it was so close. And dad had to take care of the business during the day and bring soup and food for us at night. He’s been stressed out about his wife, about his work and his own health.

That night on Halloween in 2013, I took over the shift and thought I’d send my dad home so he could rest.

Mom was doing much better at this point anyway and I thought we could all use a breather.

He had a stroke that night. I will never forget that feeling of helplessness and fear I felt that night. I called later that night to check up on him. And he answered but it was strange. Almost like he was drunk and incoherent which is strange since my dad was as straight edge of a man as you can be. I began to panic. I had to call the ambulance. I knew something was wrong. Very very wrong. He could still understand some speech and basic instructions but he didn’t know who I was when I got there.

They took him to the ER and we were there for a few hours. It was the longest night of life. I was covered in blood from a nosebleed cuz my heart was pumping way too fast for my body to handle. I cried so much, so hard and I felt so alone. So very much alone. So I turned to her.

I bet some of you were wondering why I included this bit of my life in a story about the mistress but we got there. She was the only one to reply and kept me company and brought me to my senses. As manipulative as she was, there was still a person in there capable of feeling empathy. And deep down I think she enjoyed my company too.

Only a couple months later I had to cut things off permanently as I had two parents to take care of now.

I grew up after that night and became much more cynical about life.

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destiel--23484-blog · 8 years ago

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Dean and Cas were in the Impala, leaving Sam in the motel room they had rented to do research on whatever the fuck it was they were hunting. Dean, having his eyes fixated on the never-ending road stretching in front of them, didn’t notice Cas’ hand slowly making it’s way to Dean’s thigh, until it was there. He felt a blush begin to burn on his cheeks as he turned to briefly look at the angel. “Cas?” He asked, breathless, “What’re you doing?“ "I heard that in awkward tension, you could pull many things you’d love to say or do out of it.”“ Castiel responded, his hand moving a bit more. His normal stoic expression showed more of a little glint of lust and desire in his eyes- but only if you manage to stare at his eyes long enough. "Like sex,” Dean said without even thinking about it. He caught what he said and his face flared red. “Shit, that’s not what I meant. Sorry, Cas,” He added quickly, shifting slightly in the leather seat. He stifled a slight whimper, keeping his eyes fixated, fantasies of him and Cas flashing through his head. “Yes, Like sex, Dean.” Castiel responded, his hand nervously twitching though it still continued to move over Dean’s thigh in a carressing, soothing kind of manner. Dean pulled the impala over, noticing the nervous twitch of the angel’s hand. He turned to face Cas, green meeting blue. “Cas…” Castiel looked back into the green, eyes clearly holding what emotion his face wouldn’t show. “Yes, Dean?” “I want you, Cas. I need you,” Dean admitted without hesitation, red creeping up his neck and on to his face, placing his hand softly on Cas’ shoulder. “I, uhm, I get it if you dont feel the same, but, uh, yeah,” Castiel unbuckled his seatbelt, moving towards Dean and locking their lips together for a brief moment. Dean reacted automatically, shifting his hand on the angel’s shoulder to the back of Cas’ neck, keeping their lips together. He used his free hand to fumble and unbuckle his own seatbelt. Castiel pulled back a bit. “I desire you as well.” “Shut up and kiss me,” Dean mumbled, moving so that he was now situated in Cas’ lap, pressing their lips together once again. Castiel responded quickly, turning his head a bit and moving his lips against Dean’s. Dean moaned softly into Cas’ lips, moving his in sync with the other. He gently ran his tongue across Cas’ bottom lip, nipping it softly afterwards. Castiel moved closer, somehow, and parting his lips to attack Dean’s tongue. Dean gave in, not even trying a battle for dominance, knowing he’d lose. He just kinda tangled his fingers in Cas’ jet black hair, tugging slightly.

Castiel’s tongue examined Dean’s mouth, leaving no spot untouched, and he gave a little grind to Deans hips.

Dean groaned in pleasure, grinding back on Cas before pulling away for air and to quickly mutter, “fuck cas,” before slamming their lips back together.

Cas gave a tiny smirk against Dean’s lips, grinding a little bit harder against him.

Dean moaned a bit louder, hand sliding down Cas’ chest and to the angel’s belt buckle before his phone rang. It was the ringtone he set for Sammy. He reluctantly pulled away from Cas, “Dammit,” He smiled softly, finding the cliche of the moment kinda funny.

“What’s so funny?” Cas questioned, raising an eyebrow a bit. “And are you going to answer it?”

"Just the fucking clicheness of it all, and nah, if it’s important he’ll leave a voicemail,“ Dean said, proceeding to leave soft kisses on Cas’ neck, slowly pushing the trenchcoat off his shoulders.

Cas gave a little nod, moaning quietly and moving his hands over Dean’s hips.

Dean grinded down on Cas, pulling away and starting to undo Cas’ tie. "Bet you’re so fuckin’ hard it hurts, huh, Cas? Bet you’re just aching to do it rough and dirty, right here, right now.” He growled, finishing with the tie and kissing Cas roughly.

Cas’ face practically lit up a bright red, a little moan escaping his throat. “Dean…”

Dean pulled away again, not very far though, “Oh, you liked that? You like it when I talk dirty to you? I bet you’d like to have me bent over the hood of the Impala, screamin’ like a whore,” He smirked, his voice gravely and deep with arousal.

Castiel’s heart practically leaped out of his chest, his face burning hotter than the flames of hell. “I would..-” His voice trailed off like he wasn’t even the one speaking them.

“Mmm, I’m sure you would, Cas, callin’ me filthy names…puttin’ that damn tie of yours to good use…” Dean trailed off, beginning to unbutton Cas’ dress shirt.

Cas thrusted his hips up against Dean, raising his lips to meet his neck as his hands went over his ass.

“Fuck. Yes. Cas.” Dean groaned, “Gonna make you feel so damn good, Cas,” he growled lowly, his fingers now fumbling with the buckle of Cas’ belt.

Cas groaned a bit more, his hands going up Dean’s shirt under the green coat he was wearing.

Dean finally got the clasp undone, shivering slightly as Cas’ cold hands went up his shirt , he slipped his hand in Cas’ pants, palming him. “Can’t wait to ride you like there’s no tomorrow, can’t wait to hear the fucking sounds you make,”

Cas gave a rather long moan, squirming and thrusting into Dean’s hand a bit. “Dean~”

Dean leaned in, whispering seductively into Cas’ ear, “Tell me what you want, Sweetheart,”

“I want you to ride me, dammit.” He gave a little hiss, his legs locking over Dean’s hips.

Dean couldn’t get them out of their pants fast enough. He tugged down Cas’ boxers to a reasonable place, and reaching behind himself to open the glove box and grabbing out his trusty bottle of lube. “You wanna or-” He trailed off.

“Do I want to what?” Castiel began to get a little bit confused, looking at him curiously.

“Nevermind,” Dean said, trying to kill the awkwardness. He pressed his lips against Cas’, hard, using one of his hands to pull down his own boxers and the other to open the lube and put it on Cas’ cock.

Cas kissed him back just as hard, moaning loudly against his lips and rolling his hips a little into Dean’s hand.

Dean discarded his and Cas’ boxers where their pants were, shifting and sinking down on Cas’ cock slowly since they hadnt prepped. He winced slightly into the angel, his angel’s lips. The thought hit Dean so suddenly he gasped a little.

Cas pulled back just enough to speak with him. “Dean? Are you okay?”

“Y-yeah. Just give me.. A sec,” He murmured, kissing Cas again.

Cas kissed him back gently, soothingly rubbing his back.

Dean pulled away from the kiss, “Cas, no chick flick moments,” He said, punctuating his sentence with a rough grind on Cas, and a moan.

Cas gave a moan, grinning a little. “Sorry.”

Dean smiled back, leaning in and connecting the two’s lips harshly.

Cas pressed back on Dean, his hands trailing over the bare skin exposed to him.

Dean started up a rough grind, moaning into Cas’ mouth loudly, mumbling incoherent pleas and curses.

Cas listened as close as he could, making out what was even english, and he gave a gentle little thrust to him.

Dean pulled away from Cas’ lips, panting heavily. “Fuck. Shit. Cas. Nngh-” The grind slowly became a steady bounce, Dean’s hands resting on Cas’ shoulders.

Cas’ hands fell to Dean’s hips, helping him with the bouncing, as well as giving a few thrusts as well- Nothing too large, since this was still new to both of them.

“Fuuuuucccckkk-” A long drawn out curse spilled from his lips. “Fuckshitfuckmecas-” Filthy words and loud moans accompanying Castiel’s name over and over came out of Dean’s mouth.

At this point, Castiel flipped the position so that Dean’s legs were wrapped around Cas’s hips and he grounded into him again, his hand retreating to begin jerking Dean off.

“Ah, shiiit, Caaaass,” Dean clenched his teeth, feeling his orgasm building up. But, fuck as stubborn as he was, he was gonna make Cas cum first.

Cas thrusted a little bit more roughly and profusely, leaning into Dean’s ear. “Do you like this?” He purred.

“Fuck yes, Castiel,” Cas’ full name came out as just barley a growl, Dean pawing at Cas’ half off button up.

“Yeah, I bet you do.” He mumbled, nipping his ear a little and thrusting continously, the pace getting faster and rougher with each one.

Dean moaned like a fucking slut at the sound of Cas’ voice, his body beginning to tremble lightly. “Fuck, Cas, I love it when you talk dirty,”

“Yes, I bet you do, You love it when I call you a slut while I’m thrusting into you, don’t you?” He groaned out, his fingers gently clawing at Dean’s hips.

“Yeah, yeah, fuck,” Somehow Dean had gone from being a power bottom to a bottom bitch and he didn’t give one fuck. “Cas, shit, ah yes, fuck me like the fucking slut i am-!"

Castiel somehow managed to flip Dean, still thrusting, he leaned down and began biting on his shoulder blade a bit. "Yeah, you do.” He groaned against him, giving him a little smack to the ass.

Dean was practically pressed against the windshield, noticing the windows were foggy. “Ah, uh, nngh,” It tooks Dean a while to form words with the new position and the smack on his ass. “C-cas. Fuck. Gonna- Gonna cum- Shit-”

Cas’ free hand ran up and began gently tugging at Dean’s blonde locks, feeling his edge coming as well- He swore to his father that he’d make Dean go first, so he gave him another smack and a thrust at the roughest and fastest pace he could manage, and he went even harder and faster than that.

“fuckfuckfuckfuckfuckyescasholyfuckingshit-” Curses were spilling out of Dean’s mouth faster than his mind was able to comprehend. He was 100% sure the Impala was rocking, he could give a shit less. Climax hit him hard, “Fuck- Cas- Castiel-!” Dean practically screamed as he came, his body shaking almost violently as he came down, aftershocks still sending waves of pleasure through him.

Castiel took note of this, beginning to release his seed as well, a rather harsh bite going to Dean’s shoulder, leaving quite the mark, and yet he still managed to have given a little scream at the pleasure just as Dean had.

Dean panted heavily, “Shit, Cas. I never screamed anyone’s name like that.” He groggily mumbled, shifting awkwardly, and wincing slightly. Well, he wasn’t gonna be able to sit properly for the next fucking week.

Dean lay next to Cas when his phone rang once more. Sammy. “Shit,” Dean said. “Hello?” Dean answered. “What the hell Dean? I called like 10 times. Why didn’t you answer?” Sam ban barded Dean. “I was…uh…busy Sammy,” Dean moaned into the phone, as Cas suckled at Dean’s neck. “You OK Dean?” Sam asked. “Y-yeah.. I’m.. I’m fine,” Dean choked out as Cas jacked Dean off. “Where are you at?” Sam asked.

“On the side of highway 52,” Dean replied, “why?” Dean added. “I’m gonna come and check on you,” Sam said. “W-what. No. No Sammy. I’m fine. Cas’ here with me. I’m fine,” the words spilled out of Dean’s mouth all in one jumble. Dean heard a car start in the background. “Sammy I’m fine,” Dean repeated. The car’s engine stopped. “Fine,” Sammy said. The line went dead.

“Everything OK?” Cas asked. “Yeah,” Dean said as he pulled Cas farther up and kissed him. The highway was not that far away from the hotel they were staying at. Dean sighed as Cas kissed him back. “Whats wrong?” Cas asked. “I just feel like this is all a dream. Like I’ll wake up and be back at that musty old hotel,” Dean answered.

Dean sat up all of a sudden. “What wr-” Cas started before Dean put a hand over Cas’ mouth. ‘Put your pants back on’ Dean mouthed as he slipped his on quickly. Dean grabbed his gun from the dashboard and cocked it. All of a sudden someone banged on the car’s front passenger side window. Dean opened the door and pointed the gun at Sam’s chest. “What the fuck Sammy?” Dean asked as he got outta the car, closely followed by Cas. Dean shoved Cas back in the impala as Sam’s face lit up. “I knew it!” Sam yelled. “Ha. Looks like Bobby owes me $500,” Sam said. “What?!” Dean asked. “What?” Sam said. “You said you knew and that Bobby owes you $500 Sam,” Cas said as he regot out of the car. “Uhhh…,” Dean looked from Sam to Cas, and from Cas to Sam. “Well I’ll leave you two lovebirds alone then,” Sam said as he began walking down the highway again. Dean and Cas got back into the impala.

Dean pulled Cas close and laid in the impala until the sun came up.

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