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In the Heart of the Flames Chapter (NSFW) Synopsis: Jinjer gets to show off a new talent and runs into someone from her past.

Additional Tags: AFABReader, She/Her Pronouns, oral (giving and recieving) MDNI

WC: 3500+

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Wire squeezed your hand as you took a deep breath before he opened his door. The hallway was clear but you heard the distinct voices of your bar group on the deck. They were all teasing Papas about something when you and Wire finally breached the doorway to the deck.

“Oh, Jingie! Look at you!” Quincy was the first to spot you two. You smiled and blushed.

Papas just whistled. Kid stepped towards you but Killer pushed him out of the way and made it to you first.

“Your eyes are brighter and your smile is sweeter. Your new found confidence looks good on you,” he said as he cupped your face, stroked his thumb along your cheek and returned to his spot.

Kid slapped him in the chest for blocking him and then lightly gripped your chin between his large fingers.

“Kil’s better with the nice words than I am, but he’s right. Confidence and the clothes look good on you,” he smirked as he leaned down and kissed your cheek, winked at you, then went back to the railing.

You noticed Heat wasn’t there.

“Thanks guys. Where’s Heat?” you asked.

“He’s fuckin with his hair. He’ll be out in a few minutes. You wanna meet us there?” Kid said.

“Yeah, I can wait here. No one is gonna board your ship while I wait,” you said.

“They’d be pretty dumb if they did,” Killer added.

“Alright, we’ll meet you two at the bar,” Kid said as they headed down the gang plank.

You leaned on the side rail of the ship and looked out over the port. It was actually kinda pretty viewing it from here. You were far enough from the people to just be able to watch them move about and not feel anxious to be within them. The breeze was cool enough to give you a slight chill. You listened to the hum of the town. The music, the voices, the waves lapping against the ships and the shore. You found yourself lost in it when you were suddenly startled out of your unintentional meditation.

“Oi! Who the fuck are you?” Heat’s voice was deep and threatening. Nothing like you’d ever heard from him.

You turned to face him and you almost laughed at the utter shock on his face.

“Oh, shit. Sorry love. I didn’t realize it was you…wow,” he approached and looked you over.

“It’s alright baby. I can understand your concern. Though to be honest, your authoritative voice is quite sexy,” you smirked as you pulled him in for a kiss.

He welcomed your lips and held you tight to him.

“I’ll have to remember that for another time,” he smiled as he continued to kiss you.

“You look amazing,” he added.

“Thanks. I’m saving the other one I tried on for a different night. This one felt like a good mix between that and what I was in before,” you said.

You got a look at what he was wearing as you pulled away. He had the messy loose bun you liked. His normal knee-high combat boots with a black and ice blue kilt and one of his ripped no sleeve t-shirts. You had seen him in similar, but somehow tonight he just looked extra delicious.

“You’re looking really good yourself,” you smiled.

“The best for you love,” he kissed your cheek and escorted you off the ship.

“So…you wearing anything under that kilt?” you asked with a grin.

He looked at you and slid your hand up his outer thigh up to the waist. Clearly nothing underneath. Then winked at you.

You felt the warmth building in your lower abdomen already. It would be a long night.

The two of you made it to the bar and joined the group. It happened to be open mic night. There was a live band, just instruments, that had a catalog of songs that you could choose from and sing. The crew thought it was awesome and of course Kid was the first of your group to go up and sing. You had a feeling this was going to go poorly for everyones ears.

He looked through the catalog and you could hear him mumble a “fuck yeah” and turned to the band. Told them the song but asked them to do it faster using some technical music terms. The band nodded, impressed with his knowledge and he took the mic.

You could see he gave your group a wink, but a few of the other women in the bar near you giggled and waved at him. He ate it up.

You were shocked at how good a singer Kid was. The gravel in his voice was actually tamer when he sang and it gave his voice a delightful whine. There was a soulfulness to the tone and as a singer yourself, you could tell he was actually putting his emotions into his performance. It was beautiful. You all gave him a boisterous standing ovation when he was done, and again, he ate it up. The girls started to flirt with him so he sat at their table for a while.

After you had a few more drinks to loosen your nerves you got up and headed to the band. Heat tried to ask you what you were doing but you couldn’t stop or you would chicken out. Kid still sat at the table with the girls and turned his full attention to you. One girl sat on his lap and he idly stroked her leg, but his attention was on you. Heat watched you curiously. He gave you an encouraging smile and blew you a kiss.

You picked a slow and sultry sounding number that had a lot of emotion. You closed your eyes for more courage and began to sing. You would consider your singing voice a feminine version of what Kid’s sounded like, with less gravel and more clean vocals. You belted the song like it was trying to claw it’s way out of you. You let the frustrations of the decision you had to make flow out of you and into the words of the song.

Another standing ovation from the Kid Pirates. Kid intercepted you before you made it back to your seat.

“That was beautiful songbird. I hope you grace us with that voice some more before we leave,” he smiled at you, a genuine, sincere smile. Not one of his cocky confident ones. His last words reminded you that your time with them, with Heat was limited.

“Thanks Kid. You’re not so bad yourself. Maybe we could do a duet,” you suggested.

“That would be fucking awesome,” he replied with a smirk.

He gave you a kiss on the cheek and scooted you back towards the table with the rest of the crew. He rejoined the girls that were now giving you dirty looks.

“Love, that was amazing,” Heat pulled you in for a deep kiss.

“Thanks baby. I’m a little rusty, but Kid going up there reminded me how much I love singing. Maybe I’ll give you your own private concert one day,” you smiled at him. Being wrapped in his arms made your sadness go away. He just felt so comfortable. You felt grounded when you were with him.

A while later you went up to the bar to order the next round of drinks when a bone chilling voice came from behind you and the speaker’s two hands rested on your hips.

“Here you are my darling. I’ve been looking for you for a very long time,” his head was right next to yours and he pressed himself against your back.

“I’m…not your darling,” you took a deep breath to calm your nerves, “You must have the wrong person,” you tried to move out of his grasp. But he was always so strong and held you in place.

You distinctly heard multiple chairs scoot back and loud thudding footsteps approach.

“Get your fucking hands off her,” Heat growled and grabbed the man and forcefully pulled him off you and slammed him into the side of the bar.

“Don’t touch me you filth,” the man said as he shoved Heat’s hands from him.

Oswald looked exactly as you remembered him. Tall (6 ft), broad build, smug face, and all arrogance. His clothes made him obviously out of place at The Twisted Tale, but you knew he didn’t care.

“Apologize to her and get the fuck outta here,” Kid growled from behind you. Wire and Killer approached from the table.

“She’s my fiancée, why would I need to apologize?” Oswald retorted.

“The fuck she is,” Kid spit back.

Oswald grabbed your wrist and Heat punched him across the face. He then forced his way in between you and Oswald. The other three blocked his ability to get to you.

“I see how it is,” Oswald spit the blood that pooled in his mouth at Heat’s feet and left the bar.

Papas walked up and took Heat’s hand and looked it over. Told him to ice it, but should be fine.

“Papas, can you and Quincy go get Reck and Gig and have them go to my house and have them give Bea this? Tell them to leave the ship five minutes after you tell them just in case you are followed,” you grabbed a napkin and a pen and wrote.

B, O is here. Don’t leave the house until I tell you to. J

‘You got it,” Papas said, took the napkin and headed out with Quincy.

“You wanna explain what the fuck just happened?” Kid asked, his voice tense.

You walked back to the table and pulled the four of them in close and took a deep breath.

“About four years ago my father arranged a marriage for me to Oswald. Two years ago after my father died I took Bea and the kids and ran,” you briefly explained.

Kid sat back and Heat held your hand.

“You think he’s gonna go after Bea and the kids?” the captain asked.

“I wouldn’t put it past him. He was very obsessive and would go to extreme measures sometimes,” you explained.

“Did he hurt you? Did he do this?” Heat whispered as he ran his fingers down your right side.

“He didn’t have anything to do with the burns,” you avoided answering the first question. He did many things to you.

Heats hand gripped yours harder. Wire had a scowl on his face and Killer was cracking his knuckles. They all knew you deliberately didn’t answer the first question.

“We should have Bea and the kids watched,” Killer suggested.

“He doesn’t know where we live,” you said.

“We shouldn’t take that chance,” Wire chimed in.

“You should stay on the Punk tonight,” Kid suggested.

“Alright, that would be for the best,” you agreed.

The five of you left and headed back to the Punk. You met Papas and Quincy and continued to party in the lounge. Papas brought Heat an ice pack for his hand.

You were surprised that none of them pried into your history. They just took your word and left it at that. This group was something special. The mood had lightened significantly and everyone was back to laughter and smiles.

You spent another two hours in the lounge then headed to bed.

Heat joined you and gave you an un-ripped t-shirt for you to sleep in. He pulled his hair back into a loose bun and stripped like the night before. You again, couldn’t help but take him in. Fuck was he gorgeous. Even soft, his cock was impressive.

“Berri for your thoughts?” he smiled.

“Just thinking if I can fit you in my mouth,” you looked up at him.

He pulled you to him and firmly pressed his lips to yours in a deep kiss. His cock began to twitch between you.

You moved your lips to his scars, then his jaw, neck, and chest. You ran your tongue over each of his nipples. He gave a soft moan at the touch. You traveled down to his hips where you laid licks and kisses along them down to his hardening cock. You adjusted and sat on the edge of the bed, sometimes the height difference proved problematic.

He let out a pleasured hiss as you touched him. You wrapped your hand around his shaft, your fingers didn’t quite touch, then licked and kissed his large balls. Your free hand massaged while you licked them, then started at the base of his cock and licked and stroked your way up. The saliva dripped from your mouth to help coat him. You licked over the frenum piercings and lingered on the ring on his tip. Your tongue wiggled the ring and his body twitched.

“That’s it love,” he moaned.

“I’ve never dealt with piercings before,” you commented as you continued to lick his tip. You spread his pre-cum with your tongue and flicked the ring again.

“You’re…ah…doing so good…love,” he said through breaths.

You smiled at the praise and slipped your lips over his tip and he sucked in a breath. You used your tongue again to play with the ring while you moved your mouth lower. He rested one hand in your hair while he gripped one of the hooks you now noticed in the ceiling.

You rubbed your thighs together as you wanted some friction. You gave a small moan as you removed your hand from his balls and began to rub your clit. You fit him as far as you could and began to bob your head and stroked him as you went. You could tell he was trying not to thrust his hips.

“Love, do you…ahh…trust me?” he asked between moans.

“Uh, huh,” you hummed while still sucking his cock, which caused him to moan louder.

He pulled out of your mouth and laid on the bed then pulled you over on top of him.

“Turn around and lay on me. I want to taste you while you suck me off,” he said and you did as he said after you pulled your underwear off.

He sat himself up a bit to adjust for the height difference, again. He waited for you to wrap your lips and hands around him before he began pleasuring you. You gave him a few bobs and he took both of his hands and spread you wide. His tongue gently licked from clit to ass and you squeaked. He teased your clit with the tip of his tongue with little flicks. He inserted a wide, long finger into you as his tongue worked your clit.

You let out a long moan at the feeling, which caused him to let one out as well. Yours vibrated the rings on his cock. Your saliva coated his cock as he inserted a second finger. You began to speed up your strokes and bobs, occasionally giving your jaw a break and lick up and down his shaft. He was able to get a third finger in before you pulled off his cock and began to grind your cunt into his face. He replaced his fingers with his tongue and wrapped his arms around your thighs to hold you in place. You tried to continue stroke him while you rode his face. His rumbled moans tickled you clit and his tongue his spots you didn’t think a tongue could reach.

“Oh fuck…Heat…yes…more!” you screamed, no doubt anyone in this part of this ship clearly heard you.

“Let it out, love,” he moaned between breaths.

“Nmmm…y…yes…yes…I’m…” you got out before your walls tightened around his tongue and your vision went white for a second as your orgasm peaked. Heat’s tongue lapped up every drop he could of your release. A few seconds later you regained your wits and Heat was gently licking your folds and clit.

You then leaned back down and put him back into your mouth and his hips twitched at the sudden touch. You luckily only had the tip in your mouth. You started off slow but quickly bobbed and stroked faster. He removed his face but held your thighs. His panting was getting faster and more ragged.

“Love…just like that…fuck…you’re so…good,” he moaned.

His encouragement caused you to get bold. You took a deep breath and tried to relax your jaw as best you could. It allowed you to slip one more inch.

“Fuuuck…I’m gonna…” was all the warning you had before you felt the hot streams of come in your mouth. You continued to milk him until there was nothing left, which took longer than you were used to.

When you were done, you moved around and continued to lay on his chest, but faced him. You licked your lips as he licked the remain slick from his chin. He pulled you up into a kiss. You could taste yourself on his lips and you knew he tasted himself on yours.

“I hope I can do that again baby,” you said between kisses.

“Whenever you want. You taste so good. I’ll need to do that many more times to make sure I can remember your taste…” he couldn’t bring himself to say “for when we leave.”

“We still have a month baby,” you tried to be positive about your dilemma.

“I know,” he said as he just wrapped his arms around you.

You laid like that for a few minutes before you got up and used the bathroom. When you came out he was wearing his kilt again, nothing else.

“Where you going?” you asked confused.

“I’ll be back in a few minutes,” he took a deep breath then turned to you and gave you a sweet kiss. You could see the sadness in his eyes, “lay down. I’ll join you soon.”

“Heat, what’s wrong?” you asked, concerned.

“I’ll be fine. I just need to get some air,” he gave you a reserved smile.

You wanted to say you’d go with him, but he obviously wanted to be alone, so you let him.

“Ok baby,” you said as you leaned up and kissed his cheek.

He turned and walked down the hall to the deck, leaving the door to his room open. Your heart sank at how sad he looked.

You sat on the edge of the bed for a few minutes when Killer stopped in the doorway.

“Hey hon, you worried about Bea and the kids?” he asked as he walked in and

sat next to you.

“Yes, but that’s not what I’m thinking about right now,” you said as you fidgeted with your fingers.

“What is it?” He asked as he brought a knee up on the bed to turn towards you.

“I think I said something to Heat that made him upset and sad and I don’t know what to do,” you replied as you tried to fight tears.

“What did you say to him?” Killer gently took your hand.

“I told him we still had a month to enjoy each other’s company,” you said as you squeezed Killer’s hand.

“I see. Have you thought about coming with us?” he asked bluntly.

“I…I have, but now that Oswald has shown his face I need to protect them. I can’t let him find them,” you said as a tear ran down your cheek.

“We’ve dealt with scumbags like him before. We’ll help you keep Bea and the kids safe,” he said as he wiped the tear.

“In a month?” you asked as your throat cracked.

“We’ve done more in less time. How about tomorrow you tell us what you know about him and we’ll get to the bottom of this. OK?” his voice was kind. You wished you could see his expression.

“You’d do that for me?” you asked.

“Of course. We all care about you,” he said and brought your hand to where his mouth would be on the mask.

“Thanks Killer,” you sniffed.

“Anytime hon,” he stood and leaned over and “kissed” your forehead and headed back the way he came.

You sat in the bed and looked around Heat’s room while you waited for his return. You noticed the same reinforced beams in this ceiling with eyelets, hooks, and pulleys. He had a small seating area with two chairs and a small side table in between. In the corner next to the chairs there was an easel with a stool. Small crates of art supplies were scattered around the area. You were tempted to peak at the canvas, but thought it was too private for you to see. He has a nightstand on either side of the bed and a medium chest along the wall by the door.

You laid down and waited until Heat returned which was a little while later. Longer than you had hoped, but glad he returned. He gave you a chaste smile as he closed the door and removed his kilt.

“Hi, love. Sorry about that. Ready for bed?” he said as he turned the light out and crawled in next to you.

“I’m glad your back,” you said as you gave him a soft kiss which he returned and snuggled into his chest. You swore you saw his eyes red, but he closed them before you could really check.

“Me too,” he said as he wrapped his arms and legs around you much like the night before.

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j2spntranscripts · 9 months ago

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★ 2007 SDCC

Official name: Comic-Con International 2007 (Supernatural Screening and Q&A) Location: San Diego Convention Center, Room 6CDEF, San Diego, California Time: Saturday, July 28, 2007, 2:45-3:45 (GMT-8) Panelists: Craig Tomashoff, Jensen Ackles, Eric Kripke, Ben Edlund, Sera Gamble Last episode: 2x22 "All Hell Breaks Loose Part 2" May 17, 2007 Next episode: 3x01 "The Magnificent Seven" - Oct 4, 2007

Question Index: 1- First Comic Con experience (Kripke, Jensen, Gamble) 2A- Season 3 teasers (Kripke) 2B- Season 3 Plan (Kripke) 3A- New Characters "Ruby, Bela" (Kripke, Jensen, Edlund) 3B- New characters (Jensen) 4- Returning Characters (Gamble) 5- Dean's 1 year 6- Sam and Dean fun, Pre-finale thoughts, spn's main theme (Jensen, Kripke) 7A- Hollywood Babylon 2x18 (Edlund, Kripke) 7B- Hollywood Babylon 2x18 "Exec Notes" (Kripke, ) 8- Origin "Reaction" (Kripke) 9A- Favorite Episode (Gamble) 9B- Favorite Episode (Jensen) 9C- Favorite Episode (Kripke) 9D- Favorite Episode (Edlund) Int- Charity "Fandom Rocks" (Kripke, J2) 10- Impala 67 "Engine" (Kripke, Jensen) 11- Mary and Azazel (Kripke) 12- Paranormal on Set (Jensen) 13- Pranks (Kripke, Jensen) 14- Favorite One liners "Dean" 15- Deleted Scenes (Kripke, Jensen) 16- Pre-series Sam and Dean (Kripke, Jensen) 17- Cinematography; "Tall actors" (Kripke, Jensen) 18- Impala 67 "Sam driving" (Jensen, Kripke) 19- SPN Music "Album/Playlist" (Kripke, Jensen) 20A- Set Mishaps (Jensen) 20B- SPN Music "Film Reel" (Kripke, Jensen) 21- Season 2 DVD "Promos" (Kripke) 22- SPN Music "Deciding" (Kripke)

(video playlist and transcript below the cut)

(*if you notice any mistakes in the video transcripts or found more video coverage of the con please point them out thanks*👍)

◘Supernatural at Comic Con 2007 Part 1 by hmfergie◘

Holly Ollis is on stage, standing in front of the podium mic with Craig Tomashoff sitting beside her. To the right of Ollis is a long clothed table with mics and name cards for each of attending panelists.

Holly Ollis: Okay, I have a little news for you first. Um, Jared Padalecki really wanted to be here today. (audience aw’s) But, unfortunately he was working making.. the first episode of the new season of the show till six in the morning and missed his flight. (audience aw’s) So, I’m sorry. However! (holds finger up) we have Jensen Ackles in the house, (audience cheers) (briefly raises up her fists in cheer) who will more than make up for it, and (gestures to the right of the stage) in addition to our other producers. (audience chuckles)

And- Yeah, no pressure. And I just wanted to introduce our moderator. It’s the West Coast Bureau Chief for TV Guide, Mister Craig Tomashoff. (audience claps) (?He’s getting to introduce?) you into the show and some videos, and then he’ll be back to introduce our panel. (audience cheers and claps)

Ollis exits the stage. Tomashoff stands up and takes the podium.

Tomashoff: Thank-Thank you guys, uh, for coming. I- I’m actually totally fascinated by the concept of the Winchester girls. Um. (audience screams) (holds out hands) Hey, I don’t know if you rank out, by the way, but I could always use that sort of fanbase. So. (audience laughs) (?Everything- Everything-?)

Audience member: (?Orange Howage?) has TV Guide in the TV. (audience cheers and claps)

Tomashoff: Alright. (shrugs) Thanks for letting me on to the, uh, the feedback. And, uh, just get me my own crew and then we’re set.

Um, I just wanted to say something, like, really quick. It’s actually an, uh, honor moderating for this one. I’ve been doing a lot of- of over this weekend but, uh, I actually really love the show. I’m just e-excited (audience woo’s) (?And apparently you’re too excited..?) (gestures hand) (?to be here one time?) (?) (audience claps and cheers)

It’s just that the- the beauty of the TV reminds you of, like, as a kid you just stay up late to (gestures) watch, like, the Chiller Theater and all that kind of stuff. Only you, like, (raises hands up) get into this show and get the excitement.. uh, without the used car ads and all that kind of stuff. It-It- It’s just- It’s-It’s a really entertaining show, one of the most fun that we have on TV.

Audience member: Yeah! (audience cheers)

Tomashoff: So, what- I wanna tell you what we have coming up for you before we get to our panel. Uh, we have a couple of surprises, uh, and things for you to look at. Uuum, first of all, we have, uh- uh.. a world premiere of a “Script to Screen,” uh, video. It’s going to be from the season 2 dvd collection, uh, (audience cheers) Sept. 11th. A beside the scenes making of last season’s season finale. Which I’m going to guess you all know the name of.

Audience: “All Hell Breaks Loose, Part 2!”

Tomashoff: All- All, uh, “All Hell Breaks Loose”.. (holds two fingers up) “Part 2” (audience cheers) Uuuum, It just shows why they never leave the gates of hell open, by the way. (audience laughs) (holds up hand) If I could leave with any bit of advice today, never open ‘em. And, if you open ‘em (gestures) (?check?) it quickly. (audience laughs) Because nothing good is coming out. (audience laughs)

Um, we’re gonna follow that with a 2 in a half minute hightlight reel put together by the producers, exclusively for you guys. (audience cheers) (?) all the stuff, and we’ll be back.

Tomashoff leaves the podium and stage. Video skips to Tomashoff back at the podium.

Tomashoff: -(?Can’t these guys?) (?) like, one day j-just wake up, sleep late.. (audience laughs) get a sandwich, go to a movie.

◘Supernatural at Comic Con 2007 Part 2 by hmfergie◘

(0:00-H2)- introduction

Tomashoff is standing at the podium mic

Tomashoff: First up, producer, Sera Gamble.

The audience cheer and clap. Gamble walks across the stage to the far right of the stage to sit in the last seat with a name card.

◘Jensen Ackles at Comic Con 2007 by emyrize (0:00-0:34)◘

Tomashoff: Okay, next up, a-a man you’ll recognize, duh, Eric Kripke, (audience cheers and claps) executive producer and creator.

A stage assistant walks up to the front of the table and fixes a name card. Kripke walks up on stage and stops near the chair that is the third seat to the right of the podium. Kripke waves and then sits down. The woman leaves.

Tomashoff: Alright, uh- uh, a young man who’s, uh, you know, getting a break with the show. And, uh, hopefully, uh, things turn out for him pretty well. I think they might. Uh, Jensen Ackles.

The audience screams and claps. Jensen walks on stage. The stage assistant returns to the front of the table to signals to Jensen where to sit. Jensen waves at the crowd, touches Kripke’s shoulder and then sits to the left of Gamble.

Tomashoff: And the last, and never, never least in anyone’s hearts, co-E.P., Mr. Ben Edlund.

The audience cheers and claps. Gamble and Jensen clap. Edlund walks on stage and sits to the left of Kripke. Tomashoff leaves the podium and goes to sit in between Kripke and Jensen. The stage assistant taps on the table and then leaves.

◘TV Guide Supernatural Interview SDCC 2007 Pt 1 by Gonturan74◘

Tomashoff: Alright, first, thank- thank you guys for being here.

Kripke: No, thank you.

•(1:06-H2, 0:08-G1)-SDCC07;Q1- First Comic Con Experience (Kripke, Jensen, Gamble)

Tomashoff: (looks at his right) But it- Now, I, uh- (looks at towards his left) This is your first Comic-con, right? (Jensen and Gamble nod) (looks back to his right) Were your first like full-on Comic-Con experience for you guys?

Jensen shrugs and nods at Gamble. Gamble nods back.

◘Jenen Ackles/Eric Kripke talk about Season 3 by XKathy09X- (0:08-0:31)◘

Kripke: Yeah, we screened the, uh, Pilot, uh, a couple years about, but, uh, none of us were here, so this is (raises hand) our first interaction with, uh, Comic-Con. We’re overwhelmed. (audience cheers and claps) So, thanks for showing up!

Tomashoff: (looks at Jensen) Um, w-what do y’all think so far? (shrugs) What would you rate the experience?

Jensen: I’m- I’m still- I’m waiting for my heart race to.. (waves to himself) (audience and Kripke laughs) (?um, stop racin- stop racing.?)

Gamble: That’s more cameras than I’ve (raises hand) ever seen pointed- (laughs). (audience laughs) (laughs to Jensen) I should sit next to you all the time. (audience and Jensen laugh)

Tomashoff: Alright. So (?I think?) the only problem you’re going to have today is people aren’t very enthusiastic. (audience chuckles) (to the audience) So, I think, uhh, you’ll have to amp it up a little bit for these guys. That would be great.

Um, yeah. I guess, ehhh, what I want to do is sort of start with the end, with the finale we saw a little bit of. Iiii- I mentioned before, y-you gotta know if you leave the Gates of Hell open… it’s not going to be good. So, um-

Kripke: No, no, it’s rarely good.

Tomashoff: Yeah, but a- a couple seconds, maybe.

•(2:02-H2,1:04-G1)-SDCC07;Q2A- Season 3 teasers (Kripke)

Tomashoff: So, what’s, uh, what’s in store? What, uh, what can you tell everybody that, uh, we got to look a little bit forward to?

Kripke: Yeah, uh.. You know, f-y- season 3 is the, um- a-a war time season. Uumm, which, uh, in the- it’s- it’s a giddy time inside the writers room. (audience chuckles) Uhhm, because, you know, we’ve had, you know, two seasons of.. mythology. And- and quite frankly, (undulates his hand and repeatedly nods) the mythology is starting to get.. a little complicated towards the end there. And, um, and so to be able to kind of.. (swipes) wipe it clean and have a fresh slate and (gestures) lead organically into, uh, you know, a-a-a much bigger escalation and a much more vital storyline.

Jensen is making an exaggerated face while pouring himself some water. The audience giggles.

Kripke: Which is, “it’s the end of the world,” like, “pick of arms, choose a side.” You know, “try to fight it,” ummm.. and, uh- and just, you know, “raise some hell.”

So, um, you know, we’re- we’re really excited, um, for this season. And we think, you know, we’ve always aimed for kind of like the big picture of mythic storytelling of like Star Wars, and Lord of the Rings, and Matrix. And, there’s always a point, in which.. you know, you kind of set the chess board, and it’s kind of time for the fun stuff to begin? And, it’s time for the fun stuff to begin. (audience cheers and claps. Jensen nods.)

Tomashoff: (?Season’s been-?) (shrugs) It’s been kind of fun so far. But, uh,

Kripke: Yeah, it’s been fun so far. But it, you know, it- it’s time for the battles and it’s time for the good stuff. And, we’ve been, like, the whole time when this show got picked up I was like, (prays) “Oh, please make it to season 3, because season 3 is when all hell breaks loose.” (audience giggles) And, uh, I’m glad that here we are. And, uh, and we’re looking to deliver for the fans. (audience cheers and claps)

•(3:27-H2, 2:29-G1)-SDCC07;Q2B – Season 3 Plan (Kripke)

Tomashoff: (?That said?) have you ever mapped it out? Have you mapped it out that much in advance? (Kripke: It’s-) Uh, have you mapped it out to (gestures) “Okay, we to season 3 we’re going to be here, and four and five.”

Kripke: Y-You have kind of like a rough map, you know? You very intentionally leave a large, gaping holes in it because (gestures) certain storylines..(nods) accelerate and certain storylines take longer than you think. But, yeah, (gestures) there’s like a rough plan that (looks at Tomashoff), you know, that we’re still, uh, vaguely on track with, yeah.

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•(3:51-H2, 0:00-G2)-SDCC07;Q3A- New Characters “Ruby and Bela” (Kripke, Jensen, Edlund)

Tomashoff: (?That said-?) Now, I know there’s, y’know, (opens hands) some things you can maybe say about the, uh, n-new season. Uh, some new characters. Uh, (Kripke nods: uh-huh) two, uh, female characters.

The audience starts clapping. Kripke points out into the audience and laughs. Jensen raises his eyebrows and claps. Gamble claps and then straightens her hair behind ears.

Tomashoff: (?) (nods and briefly gestures to the audience) uh, apparently the Winchester girls! Uh, (looks to his left) What can you guys tell us-

Jensen: Thank God. (audience laughs)

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Tomashoff: I see. So, well, how often have you had to go into the writers’ room and say, just, you know. “Come on.”

Jensen: Just anybody but Jared, for cryin’ out- (audience and Gamble laugh) Something! Someone! (smiles)

Gamble: You’re saying that now.

Jensen: (nods) Yeah. (smiles)

Tomashoff: That’s why he’s not here.

Jensen: Yes.

Tomashoff: So, uh- So, we can say those kinds of things. What- what can you say, uh, about the new, uh, (looks to Kripke) characters? The two new females that are coming in?

Kripke: Ummm- uh, Well, y’know, a- a couple of things. There’s- one is, and this is sort of to fans and certain misconceptions and whatnot. Um. (audience laughs. Jensen smiles) There- there not brought in to be the boy’s girlfriends. (Jensen shakes his head) There-there’s not going to be the four of them, like, riding in the impala, (The audience laughs. Jensen laughs to himself) like, eating Scooby-Snacks, and.. (audience laughs) You know. An-and, like, you know, and-and playing like- that’s not the intention at all.

There-there brought in to be, um, a-antagonists and obstacles to the boys. (Jensen nods his head) Um, they thread in and out of stories the same way a lot of our other characters did, like, uh, you know, Gordon, or Agent Hendrickson, or Bobby (audience woo) and Ellen. (a few audience woo’s and claps) And we’re working really hard to introduce them.. correctly and making them part of the fabric of the show that the-the universe was always going to expand, and there’s always going to be these new characters. And so- different characters.

And, so, we’re introducing them right. And, um- and they’re both very different. (Jensen nods) You know, Ruby is kind of unhinged and a little ruthless, a little dangerous. Um, tune in for episode two. There’s a big reveal on Ruby. She’s sort of (Jensen nods) not who she seems to be. Umm, and, uh, Bela, who I’ll let Ben because Ben Edlund created her.

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Edlund: Ah. (Jensen smiles. Some of the audience woo’s and claps) Hi, um, (audience laughs) Well, Bela is, uh, you know, in this world. Uh, pretty much everyone who’s got contact with the Supernatural, the stories we’ve been telling, they’re cause-based, right? I mean, like, it’s a- it’s a heroic struggle of good verses evil. And, Bela is designed to be, uh, not that. You know, she doesn’t really have a cause. She’s in it for herself. She is a, uh.., a thief basically.

And so, we’re going to play, I think, um, some pretty interesting games with her. And, uh, she’s going to be kind of a constant foil for, um, the boys’ intensive activities. Not constant like Scooby Doo kind of foil. (audience chuckles) That’s not what I’m talking about. Um, (big nod) but, yeah! So, she’s pretty cool. She’s a cat burglar.

Kripke: Yeah.

Edlund: She’s hot. (audience and Kripke laugh)

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Tomashoff: That helps. (turns to Jensen) Um, Jensen, what do you think about having the newww characters in here? Ehp, no love interests, apparently. (Jensen laughs) So, you know, skip that. But, uh.

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Jensen: Um, well, you know, I- I think it’s, uh- I-I know from Jared and I’s perspective it’s very welcoming to have, uh, to have people come on the show to- You can actually, um-um, build a relationship, form a-a structured relationship with someone. I know that, um, you know, we’ve had a couple of characters come in and out. Umm, you know, we had Dad on for a while, and that was, uh, (a few audience woo’s) you know, great to have him. And-and every time he’d come on, there was just this (gestures) dynamic that- that we felt very comfortable in, because it was something that was familiar to us. Uh, same thing with, uh, you know, with-with Jim Beaver who playing Bobby. (audience cheers and claps. Kripke nods.) (Jensen nods and claps)

Um, you know, it’s just- you get to- you get to really.. dive in and explore a relationship between two characters when you get to work with them more. So, uh, I think to- to introduce, uh, characters that are going to be around a bit more, whatever they might be, you get to see more of the dynamic between those characters, between the-the two brothers and it just- (gestures) It adds more layers to an already very layered show. (nods)

•(7:28-H2, 3:40-G2)-SDCC07;Q4- Returning Characters (Gamble)

Tomashoff: Okay. Ah- (shrugs) I-I probably can’t say a whole lot about who’s coming back, whether it’s Dad, whether it’s anybody. I don’t- (gestures) Sera could you maybe talk a little bit about the other things coming back from ll-last season?

Gamble: We’re going to see Gordon again. (audience woo’s) Gordon is… bad things, bad things are in store for Gordon (laughs). (Jensen and audience laugh)

Tomashoff: (?) You say that very sadistically. So

Gamble: I- Gordon is one of my favorite characters, and it just so happens that we were working on something for him this past week, so I’m- I’m really stoked. And that he’s such- Sterling K. Brown is a fantastic actor and that we were really lucky to get him. And he’s, um, an Army Husband on “Army Wives,” so we don’t have him for long. So, we wanted to make sure we took advantage of him.

And, um, we’re- we’re really exploring Bobby this season. We’re telling his story (audience cheers and claps) for the first time. (nods) (Jensen pumps his fist) And we have- we have these two women. And they’ll be right in the boys’ faces. But, they won’t make them happy or satisfied (Jensen chuckles. The audience laughs) in any way. (laughs) (Jensen smirks and briefly raises his eyebrows) It’s just more pain and torture, because that’s what our show is. (audience claps)

Tomashoff: (to Jensen) You will regret being happy about this, by the way. (?Uh, now that they’re on-?)

Jensen: (shrugs and leans forward in his chair) I-Hey, I don’t know. (shakes head) Just any-anything- anything.

Gamble: I’m sorry, you’re the star on the most nihilistic show on network (Jensen briefly drops his head) television. (laughs) (audience and Kripke laugh)

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Jensen: Fantastic.

•(4:49-G2)-SDCC07;Q5- Dean’s 1 Year (Jensen)

Tomashoff: Okay, looking at this one now. In-in theory anyway, Dean has a year to live.

Jensen: (nods) Yes.

Tomashoff: Right? Uhh, you know, there’s always the story, “If you had a year to live, what are you gonna do?” So, uh, you got a year to live. What are you gonna do?

Jensen: (laughs) (audience laughs) (briefly tilts head) Well.

Tomashoff: Well, apparently.. battle the (?demon of your life?)-

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Jensen: Well, what would Dean do? Uh, (laughs and wipes lip) I think it’s fairly obvious what Dean would do. (audience laughs and catcalls) (nods) And, uh, he plans on doing that. (audience laughs) (turns to Kripke and laughs)

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Kripke: Lots!

Jensen: (to the audience) Lots, lots of that.

Tomashoff: (?You can see the weekend show on?) Cinemax, Friday nights after midnight.

Jensen: Yes. (Kripke laughs) (?All of a sudden the game show?)

Kripke: “The Dean Winchester Diaries!” (The audience laughs. Jensen laughs and claps.) (laughs)

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Jensen: Um, you know, so- so you mix that in and-and also trying to- to stay true to what he is and what he does with his- with his brother. And-and- and keeping that, uh, you know that- that road show (gestures) and that heroic force going. But also, uh, you know, having that knowledge of knowing that, “Hey, I got limited time.” (shrugs and then looks at Tomashoff) “I’m gonna make the most of it.” (looks back at the crowd) And, uh, his idea of making the most of it is, uh, (laughs) (audience laughs)

Gamble: That’d be a European (Jensen: Good times.) ver- movie. (laughs)

Jensen: (nods to Gamble) Yes.

Tomashoff: H-Hopefully no torture though.

Jensen: No.

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•(0:31-S5, 0:03-G3)-SDCC07;Q6- Sam and Dean fun, pre-finale, theme (Jensen, Kripke)

Tomashoff: Seems like they’d torture you. Um, although you actually raised one point. I-I sort of thought, again watching that, that I feel kind of sorry for- for Sam and Dean. And, like, really- How much fun do you ever get to have? It’s dark. It’s- you beat (Edlund laughs) demons all the time.

Have you ever thought of doing, I don’t know, the Hawaiian episode or something like that. (audience laughs) You know?

Kripke: He’s-

Jensen: I have often been trying to pitch the demon surfer… (nods at Tomashoff) (audience laughs) in Hawaii.

Kripke: That’s true. There-there- That’s true.

Tomashoff: (looks at Kripke) You’re on the spot now. (?You got to turn this one?)

Kripke: Um, you know, it’s-it’s- that’s not really the show.

The audience aw’s and laughs. Jensen slaps the table and then briefly slumps into the back in his chair, looking away off stage. The audience laughs.

Kripke: I mean-I mean.. I mean, we’ve been (shrugs) it’s- You know the- you know, like, uh, it was a-a- I think it was a quote from a-a Sam Raimi actually. Uh, which is (audience woo), you know, uh, “Invent characters you love and then torture them.” (The audience laughs. Jensen pumps his brow, smiles, and nods) Um-And-and, you know, Sam and Dean, that’s their heroic struggle, man. (Jensen nods) I mean, you know, we’re-we’re.. hoping for a happy ending for the Winchester boys when it’s all said and done.

But, um- But, you know, they’ve- they’ve got a lot of work to do. And then- You know, but, they have fun along the way. I mean, you know, it’s just their fun is sort of, you know, kind of reckless-cowboy fun. It’s roadhouses and beer and loose women (Jensen looks at Gamble and then smiles big and nods. The audience laughs) and.. you know!

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Tomashoff: Y-You say that like a negative. (?you know what I’m saying?)

Kripke: Ye- No, I’m not- It’s not a negative. I’m saying there- there’s like a real- (Jensen smiles) you know, part of this show is it’s-it’s, you know it’s on the road. And-and there’s sort like a wish fulfillment to just be able to.. ditch your job, ditch your life, (Jensen nods) get in a muscle car, and just cruise the country. And.. that’s fun too! I mean, that part.. you know, that “Great American Road Trip.” Uh, you know, there are moments so, uh, you know, it’s not all bad. It’s, uh.. You can’t have a horror show and (Edlund laughs) have, like, nice things happen, like, (Jensen and the audience laugh) “What a delightful piece of pie.” (audience laughs)

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•(1:36-G3)-SDCC07;Q7A- Hollywood Babylon 2x18 (Edlund, Kripke)

Tomashoff: You guys, you know, one of the- one of my favorites from last year was the, I think Ben, you wrote, the, uh, Hollywood episode.

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Kripke: Yeahh. (Jensen nods)

Tomashoff: Which was the- (The audience cheers and claps. Jensen claps) They really know you.

Edlund: Yeah. (laughs)

Tomashoff: Um, I mean, where did that come from? It was- It was kind of a funnn one off sort of thing.

Edlund: Oh, yeah. Well, I mean, you know, the- that sort of just kind of.. proves that they can have fun in a way. It’s more we have fun.. than they have it. You know.

Kripke: (laughs) Yeah. Right. That’s right. (Jensen smiles and nods)

Edlund: They have a lighter moments here and there. And, that one I think came from.. Well, I mean, really the Hollywood episode is the challenge for every kind of show, you know what I mean? Like, you’re eventually going to take a look at something like this, (Jensen nods) especially if you don’t.. Ah, you know, if you’re getting around the country this is a show about Americana in a lot of ways. Probably, because these big, you know, central kind of draws, Americana, American ghost stories take place there.

Um, but that was just really, really lots of fun to do. I don’t know.

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Kripke: An-And we became, uh- We became enamored with the idea of.. that they make- they’re making, basically, an episode of Supernatural.. (Edlund: Right) in the show. And, um, you know, one thing that I’ll completely admit this, and (Edlund laughs) if I get busted for it, I don’t really give a crap. (audience laughs. Jensen smiles.) The, um, the Gary Cole was this studio executive, you know? (audience woo and clap) And every note he gave.. the production were real notes we got from the network. (Jensen laughs. The audience oo’s, and claps)

So, if you go back and look at it, we have had to suffer every one of those notes like, “Why can’t it be brighter?” (Edlund laughs) And-and you know, and “Why?” and all those things. And then.. we hung him. And, (Edlund: Yeah.) (Audience laughs. Jensen laughs) (mimics his neck snapping) And snapped his neck! And then, so we’re like, “Well, that’s our response.” (Edlund laughs. The audience laughs)

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Tomashoff: Finally get even after all this time.

Edlund: A lot of catharsis in that show. (Jensen shrugs)

Kripke: Yeah, it was very cathectic, if nothing else. (Jensen wipes his forehead, laughing) So.

Gamble?: (?)(?crying?)

•(3:17-G3, 0:55-H3, 3:55-E)-SDCC07;Q7B- Hollywood Babylon 2x18 “Exec Notes” (Kripke, Edlund)

Tomashoff: I-I-I’m curious what you heard when you were pitching the show. D-Did you guys do it? (?)

Kripke: You know, it was the funniest thing! The notes call us.. and we’re you know-

Edlund: They were loving it!

Kripke: They loved it.

Edlund: Yeah!

Kripke: “We-We loved it! It’s so funny!” And we’re like, “Really? Because we’re ripping on you.” (audience and Edlund laughs. Jensen silently laughs.) Umm, but they loved it. So. yeah.

Edlund: Yeah.

Kripke: Yeah.

Edlund: They really do. Well it’s-

Kripke: They have a sense of humor.

Edlund: It’s-It’s true. It’s a fun house mirror. I like those. (Kripke and Edlund laugh) I like to look like- to look like a little round one and then a tall, skinny one.

Kripke: He does. He does a lot.

Edlund: I really do. I’m stuck on the tall, skinny one.

Tomashoff: you have them in the office or do you just walk by and (?)

Kripke: He just likes to go to carnivals. It’s a weird thing for him. (audience laughs. Jensen smiles and shakes his head)

Edlund: I’m glad you hired me. (Kirpke and audience laugh) It’s nice to have an address to show up to everyday (Kripke laughs). Keeps me grounded. (audience chuckles) Thanks.

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•(4:02-G3, 1:39-H3, 0:00-M6.5)-SDCC07;Q8- Origin “reaction” (Kripke)

Tomashoff: Uh, you know what? Actually, d-uh, I’m curious if you could step back to the beginning of the show when you’re pitching it around just to get (Kripke nods) it on the air, what the reaction was. I mean, was it- (gestures) was it the same, “Yeah, but could we get them a dog?” (audience laughs)

Kripke: Uh, (laughs) No. No. You know, it- it was- it was an idea or a version of an ide- of an idea that I had for.. probably like eight years before it got set up. And-and it used to get a (Tomashoff nods: mhm) cold response. Um, but there were (gestures) different versions of it. And some of them sucked out loud. (audience giggles) And, like, you know, one of them was an anthology, and one of them was a reporter, and, you know, there’s all these different versions of the show. And- and it always met with a collective yawn.

Um, but, it, you know, it just goes to show you, it’s like, you know, you hold on to an idea long enough and-and (gestures) sooner or later the market kind of turns and, you know, the- the market of what people are looking for just kind of turns in your favor. And, I happen to be pitching it just by a fluke of timing right as “Grudge,” and “the Ring” were, like, tearing up the box office. So, you know, it was a really easy pitch to sit down in front of, you know, a network and say, “ You know, “the Ring” and “the Grudge” are doing” (Edlund laughs) “you know, in box office. I wanna do that on TV.”

Um, and of course, (gestures) you don’t- the show isn’t really that. (Tomashoff: Yeah) In your heart you know what you want the show to be. (gestures) But, you just need a pitch to get them excited. (shrugs) And-and they, you know, they were- they were really excited.

We were actually in a bidding war on- over the Pilot once (gestures) once the time was right. (Tomashoff nods) So, um, you know, a lot of enthusiasm for the idea. Um, and then I wrote it and then they said, “We hate it.” (Edlund and audience laughs. Jensen smiles) But-but at least the pitch sold.

I-eh- that’s really true. I spent three months on the script and was like, “I love- Here’s my baby.” (mimics carefully handing over his script) (audience giggles) And I showed it to them and they were like, (mimics flipping through the script) “This is- this is unreadable.” And they tore it up (mimics tearing the script) (audience aw’s) And-and-and they said, “We hate it.” And-and so I, uh, me and you know, co-executive producer Peter Johnson- (gestures) I spent three months on the first draft. We tore it up. We re-broke. (gestures) And, the entire story, (looks at Tomashoff) I wrote it in ten days. And-and that was the pilot that got shot.

Tomashoff: (nods) (audience woo) I can see why you hung ‘em, uh, (thumbs) hung the guy and broke his neck now. (audience laughs)

Kripke: Yeah, well (shrugs) you know.

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•(3:38-H3, 0:03-G4)-SDCC07;Q9A- Favorite Episode (Gamble)

Tomashoff: It made you feel better, and then you got it out of your system. Um, the- going back actually to the Hollywood episode makes me also wonder, going down, everybody (gestures to his left) tell me your favorite episode. Do you have a particular one? Maybe, you know, (shrugs) whether you wrote it or you had a big part in it. (gestures) Was there one you looked back, like, “Yeah. You know, that’s, uh, that’s the one.”

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Gamble: No. (laughs and shakes head) No, I’m kidding. (the audience laughs. Jensen smiles) Uh, I- Well, I really like “the Pilot” still. (audience woo) Uh, I fell in love with the show when I saw “the Pilot.” (audience clap) The second I saw the ghost for the first time? I was like, (nods) (stage assistant goes up to the table and talks to Tomashoff) “That is the show I’m working on. For sure.” (Stage assistant leaves. Jensen nods)

And, um- You know, I just think we do really good season openers. (nods) I really liked, um, “In My Time of Dying” a lot (?). (audience cheer and claps) (nods) Yeah. Yeah. (leans forward to look at Edlund) And everything Ben Edlund ever wrote. (Jensen laughs. The audience laughs and then cheers.) (laughs) (?I’m the worst?)

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Edlund: Thanks. Let’s trade. (laughs)

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Tomashoff: (gestures to Jensen) Go on.

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Jensen: Uh, I-I-I got- I mean, I’ve got a few that are very dear to me. Uhhh, I know- I mean, obviously the pilot is-is- stands among- among all the rest. But, uh, “Dead in the Water” (scratches the back of his head), um, holds kind of a special place in my heart. Dum, It’s kind of the first time where I really got a sense of who Dean was, and I was able to peel back some layers.

Uhhm, but I think more recently, I think my-my favorite, just because the amount of, uh- uh, the toll that it took on me personally, was the, uh, the season finale of season 2, uh, “All Hell Breaks Loose, Part 2” (nods) (audience cheers and claps) Um… You know, after building a relationship both on-camera and off-camera with, you know, the guy that plays your brother, uh, on the show (gestures) and then have to play scenes, uh, in a room with him (gestures) dead, uh, was (briefly looks at Tomashoff) (Tomashoff nods) very, very, you know, hard and emotional for me.

And at the end of the day, I was just- I was completely spent. And so, I think that, that really- cause I- I was able to kind of go someplace and-and do that. And, um, you know, what- those are kind of.. defining moments for me as an actor to be able to do that stuff and-and really feel proud about it. (nods and looks at Tomashoff) (Tomashoff nods and then turns towards and gestures to Kripke. The audience claps and cheers)

•(5:35-H3, 2:00-G4, 1:41-S4)-SDCC07;Q9C- Favorite Episode (Kripke)

Kripke: Um… I mean, you know. I mean, I love them all. I mean, they’re all kind of, you know, different versions of my kids. (audience chuckles. Jensen smiles) But, um- uh, my favorite in- my favorite- my single- if I had to choose one single episode in season 2 as my favorite, it’d been “Nightshifter.” The, um.. (Jensen nods. The audience cheers) Ben’s- Ben’s bank robbery episode. It’s just (gestures) the-the concept was so tight. And-and it was so well written.

And-and Phil Sgriccia, the director who’s directed some of our best episodes. I mean, if you look, the ones he did they are always some of our best. And he just shot the hell out of it. And, um, and-and it was the most enter- probably it’s- for me the single most entertaining episode of the season.

Edlund: Alright. (Kripke turns to Edlund) Thank you.

Kripke: Yeah, you’re welcome. (Edlund laughs)

•(6:13-H3, 2:36-G4, 2:20-S4)-SDCC07;Q9D- Favorite Episode (Edlund)

Edlund: Um-

Kripke: If you don’t choose from me, (Edlund: Yeah) (wispy voice) you’re fired! (Audience and Gamble laugh. Jensen smiles)

Edlund: They’re all from you. (Kripke laughs) (spooky voice) They’re- All of them. They’re your children. (audience laughs) (clears throat)

Yeah. Uh, I like, uh, I like a lot of them. You know, um.. (points at Kripke) Oddly enough! I was- before you said that, I was actually thinking of the genie one. (audience woo’s)

Kripke: Oh, (nods) (?directorial?)

Edlund: Your directorial debut.

Kripke: My directorial debut!

Edlund: Um, (Kripke: Thanks, man.) but also, (points at Jensen) You-you know, Jensen, you went through a hell of a lot in that one too. Wasn’t (Jensen: Yeah) this like, directly- it wasn’t as built, you know, the big..(gestures) lose-your-brother thing, but there was an emotional place that, that got to.

That thing- I really loved that. And the story conceit worked really well. (taps knuckles on table) Uhm, (to the audience) this is a good show, I think. I like it. (audience gives an affirmative response back, and then claps and cheers)

Uh, I also really- the thing I really got me into the show.. Um, I mean like, more so than I usually get into.. TV, yuh- at all, it was the, um.. the-the run, uh, the end, like, three episodes of the first season, (Kripke nods) when it really started to do its first, like.. you know, “curl.” The “curl,” of the mythology started to crash on its first shore was really great. And the way that the- that just: the plotting, the breaking, and the intensity of it, erum, rocked! So, good. (Kripke laughs.) Well done! (audience laughs)

Kripke: Thank you.

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•(7:37-H3, 0:15-GF1)-SDCC07; intermission- Charity “Fandom Rocks” (Kripke, Jensen)

Fan: This actually isn’t much a question as, uh, two comments. One, Jensen, I just want to see “Ten Inch Hero” on Wednesday, first off. (audience claps and cheers. Jensen nods) (?) And, two, I’m here on behalf of some people on Fandom Rocks, which is an orgazia- a group of fans looking to donate money to charity. And they have some letters for you, Mr. Kripke, Jensen, and also one for Jared, before he wasn’t here. Is it alright if I bring this up to?-

Kripke: Thank you.

Tomashoff: (points) You can pass it to- over there to the Warner Brothers people.

Kripke: To the lovely woman whose there.

Jensen: Thank you.

Kripke: They will get to us. Thank you very much.

Tomashoff: Thanks. Alright, next.

Fan: Hi

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Kripke: Hey

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Fan: Um, so I’m sure there’s a couple of different cars that you use when you’re filming the show. Obviously, this is a car question. (Edlund laughs) I just wanted to know what size engine.. is in it?

The audience woo’s. Edlund looks at Kripke. Kripke rotates his head in a circular motion. Edlund laughs. Sera and Jensen laugh. The audience laughs.

Kripke: You- (laughs) I- (laughs) Is that an entendre or…? (audience laughs)

Fan: I like classic cars.

Kripke: (turns to Tomashoff and laughs) It felt like one didn’t it?

Tomashoff: (?I was waiting for a certain word to show up?) (nods) Yes, (?I was sure it was one?).

Kripke: Um, I-

Fan: It could be. If you want it too. (laughs)

Kripke: I, uh, (looks at Jensen) Do you know? I don’t- I honestly, you know, like there’s the Transpo. Department up there-

Jensen: We got a 427 in one, I know, uhhh

Kripke: Nice.

Gamble: That’s awesome.

Jensen: And then that’s the biggest- That’s-that’s w-

Kripke: So, tough. (audience laughs)

Jensen: (sits ups closer to the mic) That’s the biggest one we got. That’s, uh, that’s-that’s (rubs forehead) that’s the stunt one. That’s the one- we got, uh, we got some- some hydraulic brakes. We got skid plates on that one. We’ve got some stabilizing bars underneath it, uhm (audience wows)

Edlund: Jensen is a man.

Kripke: Yeah, he’s a real man! (audience laughs. Jensen laughs. Gamble nods. The audience starts screaming)

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Fan: Thank you. (Edlund laughs)

Kripke: Wow.

Jensen: And then we have a few others that are just kind of, you know, “picture cars.” That you know, “run” But, none of ‘em- none of ‘em feel as (looks at Kripke) good as that one. (audience laughs)

Kripke: I’m impressed, man.

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Fan: Hello. I think it’s aawesome that I’m here.. to see you.. cause

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Kripke: Cool. (Jensen nods)

Fan: You’re really nice.

•(0:04-H4, 0:07-GF2, 0:05-M11)-SDCC07;Q11- Mary and Azazel (Kripke)

Fan: Um. My question is, um, in “All Hell Breaks Loose, Part 1,” (Kripke nods) um we find out that Mary has some connection with the Yellow-Eyed Demon. I’m wondering if, uh, that will be elaborated on in, like, the future because the Yellow-Eyed Demon is.. dead? (audience chuckle)

Kripke: Right. Well, uh, you- you leave Sam as sort of the sole survivor of all that. So, um, yes. The question is sort of, you know, uh, “Which path is, you know, Sam going to go down?” And, but for now- for the time being, you know, with the Yellow-Eyed Demon dead, it’s, you know, he’s not having visions anymore. He’s not having any of his premonitions. He’s just back to being a regular blood- uh, red-blooded guy, fighting demons, you know? Uuum, and-and it’s-it sort of (gestures) leads into the-the bigger issue of this war and all the demons that they, you know, have to fight.

Um, but yeah. You know, There’s- there are those issues and we certainly don’t drop that thread. You know, we’ll (gestures) continue it throughout the season. (gestures) But no more psychic kids. (Fan: Yeah) I got sick of them. (audience, Edlund, Tomashoff, and Jensen laugh.)

Um (briefly looks to his left and then gestures) But-but one. You know, Sam’s left, but all the other ones, I mean, they were great actors and great episodes, but by the end, I was like, “Okay,” (gestures at his neck) “We need to kill them all.” (audience laughs)

Jensen says something off mic to Kripke.

Kripke: Yeah, yeah. And, in the- in the second episode there’s like a (gestures) big sort of reveal about Mom. (gestures) (Jensen nods and mouths yup) (Fan: mhm) Because, if you remember in.. (points to fan) that episode you’re referencing, it’s like, (gestures) “Wait, Mom knew this demon? And what’s the connection?” (Fan: yeah) And we-we definitely track through as well.

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Fan: I’d like to make a comment. Uh, I like how you used “Carry On, Wayward Son” for the recap- (audience woo)

Kripke: Sweet. (Jensen nods. The audience cheers and claps) (?No way?)

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Fan: Hey, uh, thank you guys for all being here. That’s pretty sweet. (Kripke nods: Sure.) (Jensen nods) Uh, you guys have the greatest show I’ve ever seen. So. (Jensen tilts his head and nods)

Kripke: Cool man! Thanks! (audience cheers and claps) Thanks a lot!

•(1:40-H4, 0:21-GF3, 0:08-M12)-SDCC07;Q12- Paranormal on Set (Jensen)

Fan: Uh, I was just wondering, you guys are dealing with a lot of dark material, obviously, like, uh, urban legends and references to.. paganism and stuff. And I was just wondering, if you got, uh, anything supernatural or unusual going on set (?usually?)?

Kripke: (looks at Jensen) Jensen? (audience giggles)

Jensen: Uum, (laughs and then shakes head) Everyday, man. (Kripke and audience laugh) (looks at Kripke and laughs)

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Jensen: No, it-t-there’s- ther-there’s- there hasn’t been anything- I mean, we’re so used to-to, you know, a hundred plus people working on set, so the (gestures) bangs and the things drop, and then the, you know, just working on set is- is, s’you know, scary in its own right. But, uh.. (audience chuckles) I don’t think we’ve had anything, you know, to write home about as far as being, “Whoa!” (leans back) or “We’re dealing with something that’s actually present.” (audience laughs) Um.. And if we are? We’ve got the means to take care of it. (audience laughs)

Kripke: Right! (audience cheers and claps. Gamble nods.)

Fan: Thank you. (Jensen nods)

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Audience member: I love you, Jensen! (Jensen smiles and nods. The audience laughs)

Jensen: I love you too. (Kripke and the audience laugh. The audience cheers and claps.)

Fan: I love you too. (Edlund, Jensen and the audience laugh) Okay, first off, I just wanna say, thank you for making a fantastic show. I’ve been with this since “the Pilot,” and I loved every episode. (Jensen nods)

Kripke: Cool. Thank you.

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Fan: Um, with all the.. long hours that you guys were working, and the time that you put in, I’m sure that, you know, pranks and jokes are pulled. (audience giggles) And, Jensen, I wanted to know, what’s the favorite that’s ever been pulled on you, and that you pulled on somebody else? (audience giggles)

Jensen: (looks to the side) Oh, man. Uuum, (audience laughs)

Audience member: You got this!

Jensen: Let me get out my list. (audience laughs) Uhh, you know, Kim Manners, uh, writer- uh, not wri- uh-uh, director and, uh, executive producer of the show, uuuum, got us pretty good last- last season. He, uh, he-he actually (leans forward on the table and briefly looks at Kripke) changed the entire schedule- shooting schedule around, so that he could have this one shot done at the end of the day. Uhm, which was, uh, Jared and I (points down) climbing down into a sewer.

(gestures) And they built up this-this big long, probably, 15 foot pipe with a ladder in it on set that we were, uh- to climb (points down) down. (points down) I s- I climbed in first and I was all the way down at the bottom. There was nowhere to go because it was a set. (points up) And, um, Jared’s coming, you know, he’s.. He’s coming in from, uh, from up top. And, uh, right as soon as (gestures) he gets all the way in and I’m down (ducks) there kind of crouched, waiting… two five-gallon bucket of water… (mimics dumping buckets) (audience laughs and oo’s) (briefly looks at Kripke) come over the top. (looks up) And I looked up and I’m just like, “That’s not in the script.” (The audience, Gamble, and Kripke laugh) (looks at the audience and shrugs) Too late. So, uh.. But, uh, we got ‘em back. (smug smirk) (audience woo’s)

And, then there it contin- You know, it’s, uh- another thing people are always asking, y’know, “What-What pranks do you play on Jared? What-what pranks does he play on you?” And, we’ve, uh, we’ve-we’ve quickly decided that, uh, to pit each other against eas, uh, each- to pit ourselves against each other was (shakes head) not the way to go. (audience laughs) (nods) So, we actually get crew members and-and people that come up (Edlund laughs) and it’s, uh, (looks at Gamble briefly) it’s more of a.. more of a team effort. (audience laughs and claps) (leans back)

Kripke: The, uh- By the way, the water getting dumped on him, (gestures) we rolled camera on, (audience woo and wows) um, to film it. It’s on the season two gag reel. So, (Jensen nods his head. The audience screams and claps)

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•(3:22-GF3, 0:00-M12)-SDCC07;Q14- Favorite One liners “Dean” (Jensen, Kripke)

Fan: Hi. I’m a really big fan. I was just, um.. wondering- I mean, Dean has a lot of one-liners that are s- hilarious that crack the fans up. I know two of my favorites are, “I hope your apple pie is freakin’ worth it.” (audience cheers. Jensen smiles) And then, “I full on Swayzed that mother.” (audience laughs. Jensen laughs) So, I wanted to know what your favorite is, Jensen.

Jensen: (rubs his forehead) Oh, there’s so many. (audience laughs) Uhhh, I-I’m not sure I have a favorite. I-I, you know, there’s.. ehhhh, they-they come- I- (shakes head) they make me laugh out loud a lot of times, you know? (leans forward and looks at Kripke while shaking his head) I don’t know, Eric. W-what are some of your favorites?

Kripke: Man, right now?

Jensen: I know right, it’s like…

Kripke: (looking up) Trying to think of them it’s like…

Jensen: There’s so many

Audience member: “Driver picks the music, shotgun shuts his cakehole!”

Kripke points towards the direction of the voice and nods with his eyebrows raised. The audience, Jensen, and Gamble laugh.

Kripke: That’s one of them. (turns towards Jensen and nods)

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Jensen: (Claps and then points at the voice) Get her a drink!

Kripke: (points at voice) Yeah, that one! (audience laughs) (turns towards Jensen) Yeah, I’ll go with that one.

Jensen: Yeah. (shrugs) Hey, why not?

Fan: Thank you.

Jensen: (nods) Yeah. Thank you.

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•(4:47- H4, 0:06-GF4, 0:00-M15)-SDCC07;Q15- Deleted Scenes (Kripke, Jensen)

Fan: I’d like to know if anyone on the panel has one scene that they think is their best work and it was cut for time, and you’re still kind of sad. (audience giggles and aw’s)

Edlund: That opens up a very, very bad.. can of worms.

Kripke: (laughs) Ooh no. Um. No, we actually, uh- Season one used to have that problem a lot, where there were whole scenes we would lift. But no, I mean, by their very nature, they’re liftable, y’know? So, if you can tell the story without ‘em, I mean, a lot of times, you just don’t- you-you don’t need them.

And, season two, actually, we rarely had that problem. We sort of learned what the hell we were doing and we kind of came on- on track. So- No, I mean, if you guys see the, you know, again, the-the deleted scenes and all that stuff, like.. I don’t know if there’s a d- You know, we-we (gestures) put every deleted scene on the- on the DVD. (looks to his left) And I don’t know if there’s any that would, like.. blow you away. (laughs)

Jensen: (makes a grimace) Really stand out.

Kripke: (laughs) yeah. Rea- They can be like, “Oh, yeah, they cut that! Yes, smart! Smart!” (audience and Jensen laugh)

Jensen: (shakes head) Not your best work. (nods) (Kripke and audience laugh)

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•(5:44- H4, 0:03-GF5)-SDCC07;Q16- Pre-series Sam and Dean (Kripke, Jensen)

Fan: Hi, uh, my question’s about season 3 and whether or not there are any plans to show t- uh, the Winchester boys, um, pre-series again like you did in “Something Wicked”? (audience cheers and claps)

Kripke: Um, we’re.. broken on story ideas through the first ten at this point. (audience whistle) There’sss currently no.. plan for that. But, we love that idea. Um, you know, the lil’ Winchesters are- (audience and Jensen chuckle) are sort of like a (?gag? or ?yeah?) or soft of like a fun thing to go back to. And if we find the right story.. Um, you know and it gives- it gives Jared and Jensen some time off, so they’re always like, “How about the little Winchesters?” (Jensen mimics falling on the table. Audience laughs. Kripke laughs.)

Jensen: “Yeah, the kids!” (claps) “That was a Great idea!” (turns towards Kripke)

Kripke: “Yes, I loved that idea!”

Jensen: (rotates his finger in the air) “Follow the act!”

Kripke: “No, no. We should do that! We should have a whole series!” (Jensen and audience laugh) But, um.. I mean, I do like that notion. A lot o fit is actually on- on Jefferey’s availability, (Jensen nods) because, you know, you-you can’t have the kids without Dad. (Jensen nods) And that’s sort of what’s interesting about it.

And he’s- you know, he’s a very busy man these days, but if we were to ever to make it work out, I mean, we love that idea and something that could work out great for us.

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Fan: Thanks. And a great season. And, whoever came up with the idea of using “Renegade” at the end of “Nightshifter” was awesome. (audience cheers and claps. Jensen nods)

Kripke: It was Ben. (thumbs to Edlund) It was Ben.

Jensen: You know, I think to date that’s my favorite (Audience member: Yes!) music cue.

•(7:09-H4, 0:29-GF6, 0:01-M17)-SDCC07;Q17- Cinematography; “Tall actors” (Kripke, Jensen)

Fan: Um, do you have any production problems shooting actors that are so, uh, tall? (The audience, Edlund and Jensen laugh)

Kripke: Yeah, we build- we build this (laugh) trough (audience laughs) that (gestures) Jared just walks back and forth in. (Jensen and Edlund laughs) He’s actually 7’3”. (audience, Jensen, Edlund, and Gamble laugh) And, uhhh. No, no, no! (shrugs) I mean, you know. I mean, na- he’s a- (Edlund nods) We call him- Kim affectionately refers to him as Sasquatch. (audience and Gamble laughs) Uumm, But, um, No! You know, we- Sometimes we have issues (gestures), um- (thumbs to Jensen) We don’t never have issues with the two of these guys, because, you know there- you know there both strapping young men.

The audience woo’s and catcalls. Jensen sits up straighter with his brow lifted and adjusted his seating position. He then he briefly picks up a cup and then nods to Gamble. Jensen smirks and then pours himself some water.

Kripke: But, um, every mo- (Kripke looks at Jensen and laughs then returns to the audience gesturing) But, uh, but e-b- but every so often, like, when we bring in, like, you know, a-a, like a female, uh, guest cast, um, I mean it’s like- it’s like, (tilts head and looks up at the ceiling) (audience giggles) “Well, Sam” (Edlund and audience laugh) And- And so that we, uh- (gestures) A lot of times, yeah, we absolutely stand them on apple boxes off camera. So, they’re standing on (gestures box shapes), you know, they’re standing on like, you know, a little two-foot riser to just kind of get up into Jared’s orbit. (Edlund and audience laughs. Gamble smiles)

And- And so that we, uh- (gestures) A lot of times, yeah, we absolutely stand them on apple boxes off camera. So, they’re standing on (gestures box shapes), you know, they’re standing on like, you know, a little two-foot riser to just kind of get up into Jared’s orbit. (Edlund and audience laughs. Gamble smiles)

Jensen: It’s true because if you have a shot that’s over (mimics shot), you know, over her shoulder, looking at Jared (Kripke: Y-) if it was without any lifting-

Kripke: The camera’s going to be like- (mimics high camera) (Gamble looks up)

Jensen: (mimics camera with a low angle shot of his nose with three fingers) It would be up his nose. (Kripke nods. The audience laughs. Gamble smiles) (nods and mouths “yeah” to Kripke)

Kripke: Yeah. (Jensen shrugs and mouths “yeah”)

Fan: Thank you.

Jensen: (shakes his head) Which nobody wants that. (The audience, Gamble, and Kripke laugh)

•(8:26-H4, 1:46-GF6)-SDCC07;Q18- Impala 67 “Sam driving” (Jensen, Kripke)

Fan: Hi. Um, in season 2 s-

Kripke: Check out the Metallicar shirt. That’s sweet. (audience cheers and claps. Jensen smiles and nods) Right on.

Fan: In season 2, Sam didn’t get to drive the Impala on screen, at all. Is there a reason behind it? And is he going to drive in season 3?

Jensen: (leans forward to the mic) Because it’s my car. (audience cheers and claps) (Jensen smiles)

Kripke: (?Woah, love that?) That’s- that’s the answer, man. (Jensen shrugs) Personally, in the room, I always get pissed when they’re like, “And then Sam drives the Impala.” And I’m like, (bangs the table) “Why does Dean let him drive it!?” (audience laughs. Jensen smiles) (laughs) Y’know? So, yeah. It’s Dean’s car. (Jensen laughs and nods)

Gamble: And we’re like, “Because Dean just got shot in the leg.” (audience laughs. Jensen throws a hand up and nods)

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Fan: Um, while she’s still standing this is the woman who does the plastic Winchester fansite online.

Kripke: Oh! (audience claps and cheers. Jensen claps)

Fan: And she actually has them with her but she’s too embarrassed to ask if you could hold them while she takes a picture? (audience laughs)

Kripke: What are they?

Tomashoff: Nope, (shakes head) ma’am. (negative gesture)

Fan: The Plastic Winchesters.

Tomashoff: They can’t do that, ma’am.

Kripke: Yeah, sorry.

WB Rep: Go to the Warner Brothers’ booth after this. They’re all going to be at the Warner Brothers booth at four. (Jensen nods)

•(2:46-GF6, 0:23-M19)-SDCC07;Q19- SPN Music “Album/Playlist” (Kripke, Jensen)

Fan: Okay. (Kripke: Yeah) So, now on to my question. (Edlund laughs) (WB Rep: I’m sorry) Um.. The music. Everyone has said, you know, the music on the show is just fantastic. (audience woo’s) Thank you so much for bringing good music back to the American Television (?Land?). (audience claps and cheers. Jensen nods)

On the CW boards, we have a thread where we, y-you know, try to pick out what the music is from each episode. We have some holes, and we have some cases where.. we don’t.. have the music. We know what it is, but we don’t.. we can’t find it.

Kripke: uh-huh.

Fan: Is there ever going to be an official list of all the songs that are on the show? And then, are there ever going to be.. (Edlund laughs) ways where we can download it? Or see the "official" soundtrack, which would be just awesome. (Jensen turns to talk off mic to Kripke) And tomorrow (?)-

Kripke: We- We tr- We tried and just because, you know- (gestures) I hear you, this music is, you know-

Fan: Phenomenal.

Kripke: My-m-my passion (Edlund laughs) And, you know, so- We tried, actually, to do an official soundtrack. (gestures) The-the- Honestly, maybe, you know, I don’t know, find the right person to write it at Warner Music. (gestures) They-They weren’t interested. (audience gasps and aw’s) They said- they said, because- because there’s so many classic rock compilations, that Supernatural would just be another one, and they didn’t quite see the market for it? (audience boo’s) I KNOW!

Tomashoff: Are they here? (Jensen shrugs)

Kripke: It’s not like we’re biased or anything! (Edlund laughs)

Gamble: (turns to Jensen, leans back, and places hands on chest) (?Horrible Idea?)

Jensen: (?) I know. (puts hand on chest) (?All of them?)

Kripke: Um, I know. And-And so,- and so, uhh, (gestures) we- we actually tried. And they- and they said no to m- us. (audience aw) But, um, but (gestures) maybe, you know, w-I mean, t-that’s a cool idea. And we do certainly have the list, so, you know, if nothing else we could, you know, put a playlist together on iTunes or something and- (audience woo’s) People could- (chuckles and then turns and points towards his left) Somebody- somebody in our gang write that down. (audience claps) And let’s.. deal with that on, uh, Monday.

Fan: Give me your email address, I’ll-I’ll tell you (?what the method is?)

Kripke looks at the table and nods. The audience, Jensen and Edlund laugh. Gamble smiles.

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Fan: Thank you.

Kripke: Thank you.

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Tomashoff: We have time for just a couple more.

Edlund: (?Go ahead.?)

Fan: Hi.

Kripke: Hi

•(0:08-GF7, 0:06-M20)-SDCC07;Q20A- Set Mishaps (Jensen)

Fan: Um, I know somebody already asked about the pranks and everything but, uh- What has been, and this is for everybody- What has been, like.. Has there been a moment whereee something really amusing or something really just out of the blue has happened while-during production that’s been.. funny or strange? Or just- Not supernatural or anything, but um, (laughs) no pun intended.

Jensen: Oh, there’s stuff that happens all the (scratches forehead) time. I mean, even just yesterday, I was shooting a scene with aaa- with a little boy, eh, who comes up and gives me a hug (gestures), and he has this, like, uh, (mimes something in his hand) Nintendo case in his- in his hand, and- and it hooks to my jacket and as he takes off.

Jensen flicks his hand to represent the boy taking off. And then Jensen jerks his body forward on to the table arm first. The audience and Gamble laugh. Jensen gets back up.

Jensen: You know and that was- that was just- Another tim- Yesterday as well, I was- (mimics reaching and grabbing) I was supposed to reach in the Impala and grab my bag, while the-the- the props person had shut the bag’s strap in the door. So, when I went to get it out, it was like-

Jensen mimics grabbing and then pulling on a bag strap but meeting resistance and failing in response. Edlund and the audience laughs. Gamble smiles.

Jensen: (throws up hands) “What is with the-?” (audience laughs) You know, so. (nods) It’s a.. It’s a-It’s a-It’s a constant occurrence and usually you’ll see them on the (tilts head and nods) gag reels.

•(1:08-GF7, 1:05-M20)-SDCC07;Q20B- SPN Music “Film Reel” (Kripke, Jensen)

Fan: Um, one quick question and really random. What was the music for the, uh, film reel that was played?

Kripke: Oh! (Jensen leans forward and looks at Kripke) That’s a Robert Rodiguez song

Jensen: Robert Rodiguez song, yeah. (Gamble nods)

Kripke: for I think, “Once Upon a Time in Mexico.” (audience woo’s) And, uh, Phil Sgriccia, again, he cut that, (Jensen nods) uh, at the end of last season instead of working. (shrugs) (audience and Edlund laugh. Jensen smiles) So. (laughs) But yeah.

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Fan: Thank you.

Tomashoff: Okay. (holds up two fingers) Next, probably get two more? (?)

•(1:32-GF7, 0:05-M21)-SDCC07;Q21- Season 2 DVD “Promos” (Kripke)

Fan: During the last season you did some really, really excellent promos. Uh, I was really glad to see the ProMax BDA.. (Kripke nods) giving five awards for, uh, for those promos. Um, I was wondering if you are preserving those? Wool they-Will they be available on the DVD collection, things like the- the Johnny Cash, “God’s Gonna Cut You Down”?

Kripke: Oh. (nods and then shrugs) (Jensen nods)

Fan: Yeah.

Kripke: Um… Uh, ther-uh, No, but what a great idea. (Edlund and the audience laugh) Um, uh, you know, the season two DVD’s are already done. And, unfortunately, uh, those promos aren’t on them. But, um- But that’s a really great idea for the future. I mean, yeah.

Some of those are really, uh, badass. And.. actually, I hav-I have to give the- you know, uh, There’s two guys, Anthony and Chris at the CW who are, like, (gestures) as passionate about the show as everybody here. And they’re (gestures) always cutting (Jensen nods) these promos and showing them to us. And they did-they cut that Johnny Cash thing. And, they’re, you know- They’re really kicking ass. So, um. But.. But no, not on the DVD, unfortunately. But maybe, you know- maybe we’ll figure out someplace.

Fan: Fantastic. I hope there are some people here who never seen “Supernatural” who are now going to go home and start watching it! (audience claps and cheers. Jensen tilts head and nods)

Kripke: Thank you.

Tomashoff: Okay, last- last question.

•(2:40-GF7, 1:14-M21)-SDCC07;Q22- SPN Music “Deciding” (Kripke)

Fan: Hello, I just wanted to know who the genius behind the music, if it was one person, or a group effort on choosing.

Kripke: Uh, it’s a group effort. (Jensen nods: ?definitely?) Uh, uh, you know, I’m the one who says, “Don’t even bring me anything after 1980.” (Edlund and audience laughs. Some audience woo’s) Um, but, uh- but, uh, Phil Sgriccia and we have a music supervisor, Alex, and, um- and everyone’s always (gestures) combing for like, you know, “What’s- What’s a Foreigner song?” or you know- or-or, you know, “What’s the classic rock song we haven’t heard yet that we all remember but haven’t heard in like 10 years that we can put in the show?” So, no. It’s definitely a- definitely a team effort.

Fan: Well, it’s all very, very good.

Kripke: Thanks.

Fan: Thank you.

◘ Supernatural Panel clips - Comic Con 2007 Part 22 by mobycat33◘

(3:18-GF7, 0:00-M22)- closing

Jensen: Thank you.

Tomashoff: Thank you. Now before, uh, we’re gonna have to wrap it up,(gestures to Kripke) but I know you have something you wanted to say?

Kripke: Yeah, the one thing I wanted to say is- is- is a- a (gestures) kind of a combination.. Thank you so much, and also sort of a mission:

Um, Season 3, guys, we got (gestures) It-it was a little touch and go whether (Jensen nods) or not there was going to be a season 3. And I want to make sure that there’s a season 4. And- (audience cheers. Jensen nods) We-we love the show, (scratches chest) uh, we love the show and we’re passionate about it. And-and (gestures) what we always talk about amongst ourselves is, we have, uh, some the (gestures) smartest, most passionate, most intelligent fans of any show on television. (audience woo’s. Jensen nods. Edlund claps.)

Um, and- (gestures to audience) and I- and I would ask you. I mean, you know, in a certain way season 4 is in the audience’s hands. And so, (gestures) tell your friends and spread the word and-and-and spread the gospel of Supernatural, (Edlund laughs) because we’re gonna keep- we’re gonna keep making ‘em as long as, you know, we have the audience to watch it. So, um, I would- I would ask for your help.

And-and it’s a team effort. We’re sort of all in this together. But-but (gestures) for now, yyou guys are the greatest. And we have- we have, again, we have the best fans. And thank you so damned much. (The audience claps and cheers. Jensen and Edlund clap.)

Tomashoff: And, uh, we’re giving a reminder the (holds up card) autograph, uh, the autograph signing is going to be at the Warner Brothers booth #4329, starting at 4:00.

(turns back and forth and gestures all around) Thank you guys for coming! (Jensen starts getting up) And thank everybody up here.

Kripke: Thank you.

Everybody starts getting up and moving around. Edlund, Jensen, and Gamble leave the stage. Then Kripke follows. Last to leave the stage is Ollis and Tomashoff. Then video ends.

#spn #supernatural #spn con #spn transcript #jensen ackles #eric kripke #ben edlund #sera gamble #sdcc 2007 #2007

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officialgleamstar · 1 year ago

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*pointing a mic in your direction* okay at what point did you realize you shipped Rodie and what part of it initially did it for you?

“RON, ROLL TO NOT FALL IN LOVE WITH JODIE.”

Okay tbh I was already thinking about Rodie before then - all I knew about Jodie, before I met him in canon, was that he was Nicky’s new dad and that he had a weird connection with Ron. I love weird demon bonds, and I thought it was a shame Ron wasn’t included in more of the gay antics (though I do think the S1 dads are more gay for him than some fans give credit for but that’s another post entirely and I admit. I don’t particularly ship Ron with them either so glass houses-) and cuz of that I already figured I would enjoy Rodie!

I didn’t expect how VIOLENTLY IT WOULD HIT ME THOUGH FHDKDHDKFHKDHK but that line COMPLETELY did me in. Oh my god. Holy shit. I know it was just a joke but also ITS SO GOOOOD. I seriously cannot express that like. I am NOT usually this aggressively into ships. I have OTPs, but they’re a lot more like my attachment to Glennry where I just think about them a lot/prioritize consuming fan content of them. Rodie is something VERY UNIQUE IN MY HEART and I have VERY LITTLE EXPLANATION FOR IT FHDKDHDJD but no, yeah, that line. THAT LINE. Anthony RUINED me with it

Special additional shout out to Jodie going “wanna go for a ride? 😏” and Ron going “… no?” of course. And also the scene where Ron summoned Jodie at the concert as well, of course, because that is ENGRAINED in my mind. If I wasn’t already gone at that point, I just KNOW “missed your scent ^-^” would have OBLITERATED ME FHDKDHDJD SORRY FOR BEING AN OMEGAVERSE GUY. SORRY. SOR-

#ask #babacontainsmultitudes #rodie #they are so fucking real. to me

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storiesforallfandoms · 4 years ago

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inspirational ~ corpse husband

word count: 1589

request?: yes!

“Hi! I was wondering if you could do a corpse husband imagine where the reader has a feeding tube? If you can’t that’s perfectly fine, I just haven’t been able to find one yet.”

description: in which the group plays with a popular streamer that has a feeding tube and corpse tells her how much she inspires him

pairing: corpse x female!reader

warnings: swearing, mentions of chronic pain and cancer, also i only know a little bit about feedings tubes, i tried to do research in order to make myself more familiar but if there’s a lot of inaccuracies or anything i am very sorry i’m gonna try my best

masterlist (one, two)

Corpse listened to his friends shouting at one another to accuse each other of being sus. As usual, there was no use in trying to get a word in. Corpse spoke so softly that no one would even hear him unless they wanted to hear what he was saying.

“(Y/N)!” Toast suddenly exclaimed. “You’re being very quiet right now.”

“Because my damn tube is mixed up in my headphone wires!” (Y/N) exclaimed, sounding like she was far away from her mic. The group chuckled and continued with their conversation about who they thought the imposter was.

(Y/N) was a known Twitch streamer and YouTuber that rose to popularity when she started a series on her YouTube channel to show her journey through cancer treatments. Long before his own sudden boom in popularity, Corpse had watched all of her videos and became invested in her Twitch streams as well. Being someone who also struggled with chronic illness and pain, Corpse felt a sense of hope watching (Y/N) go through her treatment and still seem to optimistic in life and so productive in her YouTube and Twitch channels.

When Toast messaged the Amigops group to ask if anyone wanted to join his Among Us lobby with (Y/N), Corpse jumped at the chance. He hadn’t had much time to speak with her alone, but he was hoping to be able to tell her how much watching her content lifted him up during his worst times.

The meeting ended with no one being voted and brought them back to the office of the Polus map. Since they were playing with proximity chat, the argument from the meeting immediately continued with Rae and Toast warning everyone to stay away from Sean, who they were susing at the second imposter after already voting out Charlie.

Corpse watched (Y/N)’s pink astronaut run out of the office, silent amongst the chaos. He waited a moment before deciding to follow her, hoping he could meet her somewhere alone so he could talk to her.

He ran into O2 and noticed a pink bean in the boiler room stood by the water wheels. He ran in and stood in the doorway a moment before speaking.

“Hello (Y/N).”

“Ah fuck!” (Y/N) exclaimed. “Corpse! Don’t scare me like that!”

Corpse chuckled. “Sorry, I’ll warn you next time.”

“Are you here to kill me?”

“Maybe.”

“I’m okay with that. I feel like being killed by Corpse Husband in Among Us is like a rite of passage at this point.”

Corpse slowly approached (Y/N) to which she quickly ran away from him to the other water wheel. He laughed again before assuring her, “I’m not an imposter, you can trust me.”

“I don’t think I can, but I will choose to trust,” she told him.

“I actually came looking for you because I wanted to talk to you.”

“What did you want to talk about?”

There were so many things running through Corpse’s mind. He just wanted to blurt out everything he had thought about (Y/N) and her story, to thank her for giving him hope, to tell her what an inspiration she was. But his words caught in his throat and he struggled to get anything out.

Finally, he said, “What’s it like trying to be a streamer with your...with the um...”

“The feeding tube?” (Y/N) finished for him. “You can say it, Corpse. It’s not exactly a secret.”

He sighed, glad that she had a joking tone about it. “Yeah, with the feeding tube.”

“It’s annoying,” (Y/N) admitted. “Like...I’m assuming you’ve seen my streams or my videos but for the sake of anyone watching your stream who hasn’t: I have a nasogastric feeding tube, or an NG-tube, which is a feeding tube that goes in through the nose. As cliché as it is, just picture Hazel Grace from the Fault in our Stars. Additional cliché, I have it because I had cancer and the treatments left me so malnourished that I need a feeding tube even after I’ve gone into remission. So, because it’s tubes that are connected in my nose, I keep getting my headphone wires tangled in my tube or, very rarely, my mic wires, and it’s fucking annoying. It hurts like a bitch when I go to stand up and I yank the wires by accident or something.”

“Does...does anything else hurt? Because of the cancer or the treatment or anything?”

“Not as much as it used to. I went into remission like nearly a year ago, so I’m doing better. It’s a process, but it’s had an amazing outcome in the end so I wouldn’t change a thing.”

“I find you really inspirational,” Corpse finally blurted.

He felt his face heat up with slight embarrassment as (Y/N) giggled. “You do?”

“Yeah. I followed your series about your recovery and I’ve watched some of your livestreams every now and then. What always stood out to me was when you talked about the negative side effects of your treatment, and eventually having to put the feeding tube in and how you’ve found that effects you, too. Being someone with chronic illness and constant pain, I’ve also had those days where it feels like even getting out of bed is too much work and I don’t feel like I can stream or make a video, but then my anxiety tells me that everyone is going to forget about me if I don’t make some type of content, so it’s just an internal struggle when really I should be resting.”

“Being a content creator and having an illness is tough,” (Y/N) agreed. “It feels like you can’t take a day off. I sometimes regret making that series because on days that I felt absolutely awful, I didn’t want to film or edit anything, but I felt like I had to because so many people were watching. Ironically enough, that became the topic of one of those videos; I just sat in front of my camera looking the worst I think I’ve ever looked on camera and talked about how exhausted I felt just from being alive, but felt like I couldn’t rest because of my channel. That’s when I started taking longer breaks between videos and streaming. Your fans won’t leave you, not the true fans anyways. They’ll always be by your side even if you decide to disappear from the Internet forever.”

Corpse half smiled to himself. “I’ve thought about doing that sometimes.”

“It’ll be easy for you to do that where you’re faceless. No one would bother you even after you left the Internet cause they’d have no idea it was you unless you spoke.”

A brief pause in their conversation caused them to hear Sean yelling as he ran past the room. (Y/N) giggled and walked out of the room. Corpse followed, hoping to continue the conversation somewhere else.

“It means a lot to me that you think that about me, though,” (Y/N) continued as she ran into the storage room. “I find you pretty inspirational too.”

This took Corpse by surprise. He didn’t know how to respond. Sure, he heard that all the time from his fans, and it always meant the world to him to know that people found him to be an inspiration, but it felt different to hear that from someone he had looked up to for so long.

“I wish I could’ve been a faceless creator like you,” she said when Corpse didn’t respond. “One of my biggest regrets is probably showing my face online. Although, it wouldn’t make sense for me not to show my face when I’m making a series about cancer treatment, but people can be mean. Even when someone is struggling with illness or a disease, the Internet doesn’t care. Whatever makes them feel better over someone else feeling like shit.”

“I still get a lot of hateful messages even though I’m faceless, though.”

“You do, but you’re so unbothered by it. Publicly anyways. When I get messages about how sickly I look I get so overwhelmed with sadness and I just wanna delete my channel forever. I can’t even fake not caring because it really does effect me.”

“Stick with me, I’ll teach you my ways. My favorite is trolling the troll.”

(Y/N) chuckled. “I’d like that a lot.”

Corpse watched (Y/N)’s pink bean approach his black one. “I’m glad we had this chat, Corpse. It made me really happy, but now it also makes doing this a lot harder.”

Corpse gasped as a kill animation popped up on the screen and (Y/N)’s astronaut quickly disappeared into the nearby vent. He was stunned into silence for a long time, just watching his ghost floating above his dead body. To make matters worse, (Y/N) had closed the door to storage so no one would find his body unless they had to go in there.

Charlie’s ghost floated through the walls and came to float next to Corpse’s. “Figured out Jack wasn’t the other imposter, huh?”

“Yeah,” Corpse said, laughing. “She really had me fooled. Buttered me up with compliments then killed me.”

“I taught her well,” Charlie comments before floating away again.

Corpse couldn’t help but laugh about the situation. He wasn’t mad, more impressed than anything. And he was a little happy; he got to talk to someone that had always been an inspiration to him and he made a new friend.

#corpse husband #corpse husband imagine #corpse husband x reader #corpse #corpse imagine #corpse x reader #imagine #one shot #request #fanfiction #fanfic #fandom

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helloalycia · 4 years ago

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secret relationship // wanda maximoff

summary: you're the daughter of the famous Black Widow, which comes with its own set of hurdles such as revealing to her that you're dating the newest Avenger that she also happens to be mentoring – Wanda Maximoff. What could go wrong?

warning/s: minor (implied) violence and injury

author's note: okay so the request was the reader is Natasha's daughter and is struggling to tell Natasha that she's dating Wanda. All I know is I got excited (as usual) and this happened so yeah, enjoy! Also, Wanda’s age is always a mystery to me since it’s interpreted differently with everyone, so I tried my best to explain the age gap between you and natasha so things made sense.

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"Did you know red onion and red cabbage is called 'red' instead of 'purple' because back in the old days, they didn't have enough words for colours so anything purple was defined as red?"

"The mission, Y/N," my mum, Natasha Romanoff, AKA Black Widow, scolded.

I sighed, my attention still focused on my surroundings and my gun directed ahead. "I know, I know. But did you know that the most common internet password is '123456'?"

"Y/N," Wanda, my girlfriend and teammate said with a laugh. "Stop it."

"Yeah, please, quit it," my mum added with an eye roll.

I smiled at Wanda, admiring how beautiful she looked when she hid her laugh. My mum wasn't aware we were dating, so I settled for sending her a playful wink before looking ahead.

I knew I had to focus on the mission – scouting out this abandoned HYDRA den – but it was boring. And it was obviously empty of any threats, so talking was my only pastime.

"Did you know the inventor of Pringles is buried in a Pringles can?" I said after a moment of silence, making my mum stop walking abruptly.

"Okay, you know what? New plan," she said, looking between Wanda and I. "Everyone split up. Take a look around. Stay alert. Keep in contact. Sound good?"

I quirked a brow. "You trying to get rid of me?"

She narrowed her eyes my way. "Yes."

I frowned, making Wanda crack a smile and nudge me in the shoulder.

"You need to learn to have an off button sometimes," she joked, her Sokovian accent shining through despite the voice lessons my mum was giving her. Honestly, I preferred her Sokovian accent to her American one.

"You love it," I teased, giving her a knowing smile, my mother completely unaware of the double meaning.

"Just do as I said," my mum said, already shooing me away. "Wanda, you know what to do. If you see or hear anything suspicious, use your comms."

"Yes, Miss Romanoff," Wanda said obediently, and I tried so hard to hold in laughter at her seriousness. I mean, it was great that she was respectful of my mother and her mentor, but God it was funny to witness.

"Once again, Wanda, you can just call me Nat," my mum said with a wince, trying to be polite. "Go on."

Wanda nodded and walked off, her gun raised as she'd practiced. I grinned at my mum, noticing the way she massaged her temple with mild agitation before her gaze fell to mine.

"Go. Now." She pointed behind me, and I stifled a laugh.

"Bet you love babysitting duty," I joked.

"It's not babysitting if I'm your mother," she pointed out. "Though sometimes, you make me regret not picking the baby instead of you."

"That baby would have been six years old now," I informed her. "If anything, I spared you the whole diaper thing and the outgrowing clothes thing and the– oh yeah! Not being able to speak thing!"

"At least they wouldn't be annoying me with stupid facts," she retorted, hand on her hip. "Now be a good agent and do your job."

I rolled my eyes playfully, knowing she was kidding. Whenever I annoyed her, she'd bring up the story of how it was between twelve year old me and a six-month old baby at the adoption centre. She was worried I'd view her as an older sister or something, hence her choice of adopting the baby instead. But I never did, as she was always way more mature than any twenty-seven year old I'd met or seen at the time. And maybe, I guess, I was really desperate to have a motherly figure, and she just happened to fit the bill.

"Aye, aye, Miss Romanoff," I saluted, making her raise an eyebrow threateningly. "Okay, geez, I'm going."

I wandered off, exploring the dishevelled HYDRA den with full focus. The brief clearly stated it was an abandoned site, but I stayed on alert anyway in case there were stragglers. As usual, I only got given half the facts because of my clearance level, so I knew we were looking for a hard drive, but I had no idea what was on it.

Being a seventeen year old working in S.H.I.E.L.D. wasn't exactly how I saw my life going when I grew up in an orphanage. I honestly never thought I'd get adopted, as rumours spread quite quickly through the orphanage that once you hit double digits, nobody wanted you. So, when the beautiful, red-headed Natasha Romanoff came in, looking for an addition to her family, I felt like the luckiest kid in the world because she chose me of all the kids there.

I definitely didn't expect her to be the Black Widow, nor to teach me everything she knew about espionage, stealth, hand-to-hand combat and much more. She ensured I was multi-lingual like her, preparing me for the many S.H.I.E.L.D. missions I would have to go on. There were times when I absolutely despised her, particularly when she overtrained me or stopped me from seeing my friends. And there were times when I wished she'd never adopted me, hating that I couldn't have a normal teenage experience.

But when it came down to it, I knew I couldn't have asked for a more caring, considerate and compassionate mother. I learnt early on into our relationship that she was unable to have kids of her own, hence her interest in adoption. And honestly speaking? That was probably the worst thing in the world because if anybody deserved a child of their own, it was Natasha Romanoff. I guess, in that sense, I was lucky to have all of her love to myself.

Now that I was older, I came to appreciate how awesome she was, especially when we got to go on missions together and I saw her awesomeness upfront. The only thing was, she was extremely overprotective, so it was difficult to get sent on the dangerous missions. Though, I guess, whenever I did, she was always there to have my back and I wouldn't have wanted it any other way.

Her overprotectiveness was also a reason why she didn't know about Wanda and I's relationship. Wanda had joined the Avengers a year ago after losing her brother in the battle against Ultron. She was a year older than me, so naturally we were drawn to each other, and before I knew it, our friendship became more. But of course, my mother could never know that. At least not yet.

"Empty here," I mumbled, rounding a corner into an empty room. As I looked through the rubbish on the desk, I continued, "Empty here... and here... and oh, look, here, too. What a surprise!"

"Y/N, I love you, but God help me I will kill you if you don't turn your damn mic off," my mother's voice came through my comms piece in my ear.

For once, I wasn't trying to piss her off, so I smiled sheepishly to myself and replied, "Sorry. Love you."

I could imagine the eye roll she was giving me in response, so continued to look around for the hard drive I saw on the brief. Still, there was nothing here.

My searching was interrupted when I heard a loud crash from a nearby room, like the sound of bricks tumbling against one another. I spun around, eyes widening with concern.

"Y/N? Wanda? What happened?" my mum's voice came through my ear, slightly reassuring me as it wasn't her who was caught up in anything. But then that meant–

"Wanda! What happened?" I replied worriedly, already rushing out of the room and to the source of the sound.

"I'm okay," Wanda's shaky voice came through my ear, which did nothing to ease my concern.

I found the room Wanda was in quite quickly, seeing her sat on the floor as if she'd been pushed. She had a deep cut on her forehead and looked visibly distressed. Running to her side, I kneeled down beside her and cupped her face, studying her head.

"Oh my God, are you okay?" The words tumbled from my mouth so quickly I wasn't sure if it was understandable.

She nodded slowly, accepting my hand and holding it for reassurance. I followed her gaze, seeing a hole in the wall ahead, bricks crumbling and dust beginning to settle. Laying on the floor through the hole and into the next room was a HYDRA soldier, clearly dead from the impact of hitting the bricks.

Wanda's power was magnificent, but hard to control. A year later and she was still learning its limits, but sometimes slip-ups like this happened. I was, admittedly, in awe of her actions.

"I'm sorry, I should have kept him alive like Miss Ro– Nat said," Wanda apologised suddenly, and I looked back at her to see her shaking her head. "He just– he startled me and I didn't know what I was doing until it happened. I thought–"

"Don't apologise," I cut her off, squeezing her hand gently, before looking back to the cut on her forehead. "I'm just glad you're okay. You did good."

Despite my words, I bit my lower lip to contain a frown, worried about her cut.

"Damn."

Wanda and I both turned to the doorway to see my mum, who stopped and took in the sight of the hole in the wall with partial surprise and partial amazement.

"Mum, we need to get her back to the quinjet," I said, pulling her attention away from the wall. She approached me as I said, "She needs medical assistance."

I didn't let go of Wanda's hand as I moved to the side for my mum to take a look. Gently guiding Wanda's chin to the side, she took a closer look at the gash on her forehead, expression showing nothing as usual.

"You'll be okay, honey," she reassured, letting go. Her eyes drifted to our connected hands briefly, but I figured she wouldn't piece anything together, so I didn't let go. She continued, "Let's get out of here. There's no hard drive anyway."

Wanda nodded and my mum and I helped her to stand up, me still not letting go of her hand.

"The hard drive is on him," Wanda spoke suddenly, nodding to the dead HYDRA agent. "I heard his thoughts before I– yeah."

My mum raised her brows with surprise. "Oh. Perfect. Y/N get the drive and let's go."

I pursed my lips, glancing at Wanda with concerned eyes. She gave me a small, reassuring smile, squeezing my hand subtly before letting go.

"Right, yeah," I said, swallowing hard.

I looked back to my mum, who seemed to be studying my expression, so I cleared my throat and left to get the drive. When I retrieved it, I jogged after Wanda and my mum, checking in on her with a small smile, before leading the way to the quinjet.

When we boarded the plane, I hung around Wanda and my mum as she helped the brunette to take a seat in the back. I noticed Wanda's momentary dizziness as she sat down and felt my chest tighten.

"Hey, you okay?" I asked, kneeling before her as my mum got the first aid kit.

Wanda gave me an endearing smile as I swiped at the blood dripping down her forehead.

"I'll be alright," she said, holding my gaze with comforting green eyes before they flickered to behind me.

"Okay, Y/N, stop hanging about and start the plane whilst I stitch Wanda up," my mum said, appearing from behind me and kneeling beside me.

I nodded, glancing between the needle, thread and disinfectant in her hands and Wanda's head. Reluctantly, I got up and left them both to it as I started up the plane and got us in the air. Once we were in the clear, I flicked on autopilot before heading back to Wanda and my mum to see how things were going.

"We'll have someone look at it properly when we get back to the tower," my mum was saying to Wanda, who was now stitched up and wearing a small bandage, "but it'll hold up for now." With a playful smile, she added, "You're not dying on me just yet."

Wanda cracked a smile and whilst I appreciated how lovely it was to see their closeness in a way I never usually saw, I was still troubled by her injury. Logically, I knew she'd be okay, but it never felt good to see her injured.

"Plane is on autopilot," I announced, making my presence known. My eyes never left Wanda's bandage as I asked, "Everything okay here?"

"You need to calm down," my mum joked, making me look her way. "It's not that serious. Just some stitches."

I smiled awkwardly, but I knew it was much more than that.

"Yeah, relax, it's not a big deal," Wanda added playfully.

Her eyes met mine and I knew she was communicating the same thing through her gaze, holding a seriousness that wasn't able to be shared verbally because of my mum's presence. I tilted my head, giving her a knowing look; she knew I was aware of how big a deal it was. All I wanted to do was give her a hug and kiss and not leave her side until she felt better. And she knew that.

"I'm gonna go fly the plane," my mum said suddenly, and I almost forgot she was standing there until she spoke up. "We'll get back to base quicker..."

I glanced at her, mildly confused at her sudden change of expression. She headed to the front of the quinjet, leaving Wanda and I alone.

"Seriously though, you should relax," Wanda said, sounding like she did when it was just her and I and nobody else. She had an amused smile on her lips as she watched me worry. "I'm fine. All stitched up."

I licked my lips, sulking, as I dragged myself over to the seat beside her. She laced our fingers together, pressing a kiss to the top of my hand before facing me with an easygoing smile.

"I'm fine," she repeated gently, lovingly, sweetly.

I offered her a small smile, before leaning forward to press a kiss to her bandage. "I know. Just don't worry me like that. Especially in front of my mum. I can't take it."

"It's cute," she noted, amusement returning. "It means a lot to know someone cares."

My shoulders relaxed. "I care too much. So, please don't test that."

She laughed and I felt my heart flutter in my chest, never getting used to the sound.

"I promise not to," she said, looking up at me through her lashes.

I leaned my head on her shoulder and kept ahold of her hand, staying with her until we arrived back at base. My mum flew us the whole way back, only coming to get us once we landed. I knew I should have left Wanda's side as to not raise suspicion with my mum, but I couldn't find it in myself to do so. I just hoped she would interpret it as two concerned friends rather than her daughter having a secret girlfriend.

"You should head to the medical wing to get checked out properly," my mum said once we were back at the tower, looking to Wanda.

"Yeah," I agreed a little too eagerly. "I'll go with you."

My mum gave me a curious look. "I mean, that's not necessary."

Wanda must have sensed my eagerness, as she said, "I'd appreciate the company, actually. I don't mind."

She shot me a subtle smile, eyes bright with reassurance.

"I'm happy to accompany you, Wanda," my mum offered, and I felt my mouth go dry.

"It's okay, mum," I said suddenly, making her look to me with pursed lips. "You can go debrief and I'll make sure Wanda is cool with everything."

Glancing between us, my mum finally nodded. "I see. I guess I'll see you both later then." She paused, looking between us once more, before adding, "You did good today. Both of you."

I looked down to my shoes as Wanda shot her a grateful smile. She walked away, leaving us be, and I immediately intertwined my fingers with Wanda's as the two of us headed to the medical wing.

"You may as well write desperate on your forehead," she teased with a beautiful smile.

"So funny," I said sarcastically, though a smile of my own was present. "Let's just get you checked out."

"If it means you'll stop pouting, then sure."

"Real jokester you are. Hilarious, honestly."

Her laughter surrounded me like a warm hug and I could have listened to it forever.

—

Since our mission together, I noticed the distance my mum was putting between her and I, and I had no idea why. I thought I was overthinking it and seeing things that weren't there, so I didn't follow up with it until one evening.

It was a rare occurrence for all of the Avengers to be at the tower at once, so when they were, we'd all have a 'family' dinner for some normalcy. Only, this time, I noticed how strange my mum was acting whenever I spoke to her. She'd either act super dismissive or give one word answers to my questions – once again, I wasn't sure if I was seeing things.

After dinner, everyone went their separate ways and Wanda and I stayed in the living-area to watch some TV. Though it was playing, the volume was lowered and neither of us were watching it. We were just talking about random stuff and enjoying each other's company.

"Okay, how about this one?" I said to Wanda, turning so I was facing her, a grin on my lips. "What did the clock do when it was hungry?"

As with all of my other attempts at making Wanda laugh, she stared at me with an amused smile and a quirked brow.

"Say it...," I encouraged, motioning for her to speak with my hand.

She sighed. "Okay, what did the clock do when it was hungry?" Mumbling, she added, "Even though clocks don't eat..."

I slapped her leg playfully. "Sshhh, you'll ruin the joke. And the answer is, they go back four seconds!"

Wanda didn't laugh, but she seemed entertained as she hid a smile. "Seriously?"

"Because of the number 'four' and the word 'for'," I explained. "C'mon, that's a good one!"

"D'you think you're funny?" she asked, eyeing me playfully. "Because you're not."

I shrugged, playing it off like I wasn't fussed. "I mean, I don't know about that... how about now?"

Before she could question me, I moved forward and began to tickle her sides, watching as she squirmed with laughter.

"Stop it!" she shouted, but her smile was as wide as ever as she was unable to stifle her laughter. "P-please! Y/N!"

"But you said I wasn't funny!" I retorted with a grin, practically straddling her as she attempted to push me off her. "I'm just checking if you still think that!"

Wanda was crying now, tears escaping the corners of her eyes as she continued to laugh. "I'm s-sorry! Y/N, stop!"

Before I could think how to respond, the doors to the living-area opened and in walked Steve Rogers AKA Captain America, a confused expression on his face as he saw me sat on Wanda.

"Hey, ladies," he greeted, raising an eyebrow. "You both good?"

I pulled my hands away from Wanda and breathed out, still smiling as I glanced down at her. She blew a strand of hair from her eyes and glared at me playfully.

"Yeah, just talking," I answered Steve, before being thrown off Wanda and to the floor with a thud.

"Just Y/N harassing me as usual," Wanda corrected, and I sat up to see her sitting up, too, fixing her hair.

Steve chuckled as he headed to the fridge in the connected kitchen. Wanda helped me back onto the couch, nudging me in the side as a response to the tickle fest, before leaning on me and stretching her legs across the couch.

"So, hey, what's up with you and your mum?" Steve asked as I continued to annoy Wanda by flicking her face.

"What do you mean?" I asked, not looking up as I grinned down at Wanda, watching as her eyes glowed red threateningly.

"Don't make me hurt you," she said teasingly, lifting a hand and summoning her powers, red wisps of energy becoming present.

I stopped flicking her and intertwined her hand in mine, watching as her eyes faded to its usual colour.

"She just seemed distant at dinner," Steve continued.

I looked up and saw he was leaning against the counter with a water bottle in his hand. Wanda continued to stretch, practically on top of me, probably to annoy me as I had been doing with her. I moved her hands out of my face as I nodded to Steve.

"So, you saw it too? She was being off, right?" I asked him, glad I wasn't just imagining things.

He nodded, gulping his water, before saying casually, "Definitely. What did you do? Finally tell her about you and Wanda?"

It took me a second to realise what he'd said, but when I did, my eyes widened and I spluttered out a terrible response. "What– what about Wanda and I?"

I glanced at Wanda as she began to sit up properly. She looked more confused than panicked.

"You know, that you're together," Steve said like it was obvious.

I cleared my throat. "What? Why would you think that?"

Steve smiled with confusion. "Wait, so you're not? But I thought–" He paused, pulling a face. "No, you are! Everybody thinks you are!"

I shrugged it off, though inside I was panicking. "I mean, even if that was the case, why do you think my mum knows?"

Steve nodded knowingly. "She's been off with you all night. And then I caught up with her after dinner and she wasn't in a very talkative mood. Just mumbled something like 'new girl, her age, pretty, nice, should have seen it coming'. I assumed she was talking about Wanda."

Heat crept up my neck with embarrassment and when I looked to Wanda, I saw her cheeks dusting a red colour, similar to the energy she could summon. She looked as flustered as I felt.

"Has your mum been okay with you before today?" Steve asked, trying to be helpful.

I chewed on my lower lip and shook my head. "Not since we got back from our last mission..."

Steve scrunched his face with sympathy. "Oof. You should probably talk to her then. You know how much she hates secrets."

I groaned internally. "Thanks for the reminder."

He saluted playfully, his stupid smile on his stupid face, before leaving Wanda and I alone again.

"Well, looks like she knows," I said to Wanda, sinking into the couch with hopes it would swallow me forever.

"She might not," Wanda tried to make me feel better, resting a hand on my leg. "It could be something else."

I gave her a knowing look. "She has to know. It's the only thing that makes sense. You heard Steve."

Wanda sighed, sinking into the couch beside me. "Yeah..." She glanced at me and I looked at her as she said, "I did tell you to tell her."

I forced a smile. "Gee, Wanda, that was helpful. Thanks."

Wanda rolled her eyes before leaning her head on my shoulder. "Sorry..."

I rested my hand on hers. "It's okay, sorry. I just– she's gonna be really mad that I kept this from her."

"Yeah, why did you do that again?" Wanda asked questioningly.

I massaged the tension between my eyebrows. "Because she's too overprotective. It gets too much to handle sometimes... Take my last boyfriend for example. He was some tool that cheated on me and, oh boy, my mum wanted to kill him. I had to physically restrain her from doing so."

"I don't blame her," Wanda quipped, a hint of bitterness in her voice.

I smiled a little, squeezing her hand. "I know... she ended up slashing his tyres and egging his car without telling me. But instead of egging the outside, she broke into it and egged the inside. A thoughtful take on a classic, I must admit."

Wanda laughed, her whole body shaking with pure amusement as she listened to the story. I couldn't help but smile myself, remembering it like it was yesterday. Definitely a fun time.

"I appreciated it, don't get me wrong," I added, smile fading. "I just didn't want that to happen again. I wanted to enjoy our relationship without anyone spying on us, y'know? But now she's gonna be super angry."

Wanda let go of my hand and rolled on top of me, leaning down on my chest so she could look me in the eyes. I wrapped my arms loosely around her to keep her steady.

"She only wants the best for you," Wanda told me gently. "You have to tell her you're sorry. Explain why you did what you did, but hear her out, too. She's your mum. Caring too much isn't a bad thing."

I groaned, knowing she was right. She smiled reassuringly, patting my chest.

"You get the caring too much thing from her by the way," she added, before leaning forward and pressing a haste kiss to my lips. "It's okay though because I love it."

I smiled, never really seeing it like that. Raising my hand, I brushed my thumb over the small bandage on her head; her injury was still healing, but she didn't let it bother her. Very Wanda-like.

"Thanks," I mumbled, meeting her gaze. "You always say the right thing."

"Which is why I'm going to tell you to get up and go to your mum," she ordered playfully, pushing herself off me and holding out her hand.

I let her pull me up before straightening up and taking a deep breath. Wanda was right. I just needed to be open and explain my piece. It would be fine.

—

So, it wasn't fine.

When I entered my mum's living quarters, she wasn't the happiest to see me. In fact, she actively turned her body to face her TV when I came through the door.

"Hey," I started with a small smile, fighting the nerves in my stomach. "Can we, er, can we talk?"

She grabbed the cushion on the couch next to her, hugging it to her chest. Her eyes didn't leave the TV, but the space next to her was free, so I took that as an opportunity to close the door and sit beside her.

The news was playing on the TV – headlines, I think – and they were talking about a new elected congressman in New York.

"Seriously? The news? Even in your free time?" I asked playfully, hoping it would lighten the mood.

She didn't even glance my way as she muttered, "I like to know what's happening in the world."

Losing my smile, I straightened up and cleared my throat. "Right, right..."

It went quiet as the TV played in the background and my mum said absolutely nothing. I grabbed the other cushion on the couch and hugged it to my chest, similar to her. It was a nervous habit that I picked up from, well, from her.

"You said you wanted to talk?" she reminded me. "So, talk."

Having the Black Widow as your mother wasn't something anyone could get used to. She could be the most caring, loving, protective person in the world, but she could also appear quiet, intimidating and ruthless like the trained assassin she was. Not the greatest combination when trying to open up to her.

"I think I know what you're thinking," I started, pinching my hand to distract from my growing anxiety.

Without hesitation, she bent forward to grab the TV remote and turned it off before turning to me with sad eyes.

"That's where you're wrong," she said calmly, and it was way worse than her yelling. I would have preferred her yelling to be honest. The disappointment in her voice was much worse. "You always assume you know what I'm thinking. What I'm going to say or do."

I avoided her eyes guiltily. "Mum, look, I know that I should have told you the truth. And I know how angry you are, but–"

"I'm not angry, Y/N!" she shouted, finally, standing up off the couch and creating space between us.

I winced. "You sound angry."

She put her hands on her hips, looking down to her feet and taking a breath. Her voice at normal volume, she said, "I'm upset. You– you didn't trust me enough to tell me the truth. Instead, I had to put it together when you acted how you did with Wanda after that mission and..." She paused, sighing. "Forget it."

"No, keep going," I pleaded, the guilt piercing through me sharply. "You're right."

She swallowed hard, glancing at me with glassy eyes. "I wouldn't have done anything. I know I have in the past, but this is Wanda we're talking about. I've been her mentor for a year. I care about her and– and– she's good. And she's good for you."

Okay, I definitely misread this whole thing because now my mum was upset, on the verge of tears, and I was the arsehole responsible for it.

"I'm so sorry," I said, standing up and moving forward to hold her arms. "I should have trusted you. I mean, it wasn't even about trust. I was just scared you'd react badly. But it wrong of me to assume that."

She frowned, looking down to her shoes. "I know I can be tough sometimes, but it's only because I care."

I thought back to Wanda's words and gave her a small smile. "I know. I get it from you."

"I am happy for you, you know," she said, glancing at me petulantly.

My expression softened. "Thank you. That means a lot coming from you."

Without another word, she pulled me in for a motherly hug, making me close my eyes and relax in her arms. I still felt horrible for making her feel like I couldn't trust her when it was anything but that.

"I'm sorry," I repeated quietly into her shoulder.

"I forgive you," she said, before pulling away and giving me a small smile. "Now tell me. You're happy?"

The thought of being with Wanda gave me butterflies and I couldn't help but smile in response. With a nod, I said, "I am."

She nodded, squeezing my shoulders gently before fully letting go. "Good. I'm glad you've got her... I know you can take care of yourself, but she's strong, too. She can look out for you when I'm not around anymore."

I shoved her in the shoulder. "Don't joke about that. She isn't replacing you and you're not going anywhere, you hear me?"

She laughed, nodding. "Not yet anyway. But sure, okay."

I relaxed and gave her a nervous smile. "So, you wanna meet Wanda? Like, as my girlfriend and not your student?"

She rolled her eyes playfully. "If I must."

I smiled widely, grabbing her hand and leading her to the door. "She loves you a lot, y'know. She wanted me to tell you about us as soon as we got together. She hated lying to you."

"Yeah because she knows that lying is wrong," she teased me, making me groan loudly. With a chuckle, she added, "I love her, too. She's definitely something."

"Hell yeah she is," I said in agreement, grinning to my mum as I dragged her to the living-area where I last left Wanda.

On the way, we passed Steve in the hall, who took notice of the smiles on our faces and nodded knowingly.

"Glad to see you worked it out," he said supportively.

"Thanks for the heads up," I told him gratefully as we passed him.

When we reached the living-area, I saw Wanda sat on the couch watching TV. When she saw who entered, she straightened up instantly, moving to stand and unsure what else to say or do. It was cute, the respect she had for my mum.

"Did you– I– She told you?" she stumbled over her words, starting to speak to me but eventually looking to my mum.

My mum glanced at me before meeting Wanda's nervous eyes. "She did."

Wanda licked her lips anxiously. "And you're okay with it...? Angry...? Wanna kill me...?"

I watched my mum, nodding encouragingly to her. She sighed before giving Wanda a small smile.

"No killing will be necessary," she reassured my girlfriend. "Unless, of course, you break my daughter's heart. Then in which case, I may have to find you when you're sleeping."

"Mum!" I complained, face falling into my hands with embarrassment.

"I'm just being truthful," my mum said with seriousness, before looking to Wanda expectantly.

Wanda surprisingly took it well, probably used to my mum's personality after training with her for a year. "I understand completely, Nat and I'll hold you to that. I have no intention of breaking Y/N's heart."

A rare, genuine smile appeared on my mother's lips. "I know you don't. Just–" She paused, glancing at me. "Keep her safe, yeah? She's a bit stupid sometimes."

Wanda laughed as my mum smiled with amusement, like it was an inside joke.

"Right here, you know," I reminded them with a wave of my hand.

They only rolled their eyes.

"I will," Wanda promised my mum. "Thank you for being okay with this."

My mum nodded, giving us both a final smile and once over, before saying, "I'll leave you to it. Goodnight."

Wanda and I bid our goodnights, watching her leave before a giant sigh of relief escaped our lips.

"You feel better?" Wanda asked me, grabbing my hand and tugging me to the couch.

She let me fall on her chest easily, snuggling up to her as she wrapped an arm around me and held me close. I inhaled her perfume, a familiar and comforting scent, as my head rested in the crook of her neck.

"I feel better," I answered, closing my eyes and letting her intertwine our fingers.

"I believe this is the part where you say I was right," she prompted, a hint of amusement in her words.

"Don't make me hurt you," I mumbled, making her laugh quietly beneath me.

"You're lucky I love you," she said, kissing the top of my head. "I guess opposites do attract. You're the stupid one and I'm the clever one."

"Wanda?"

"Yeah?"

"Fuck off."

She laughed again, and even though it was at me, I couldn't help the content smile from spreading on my lips.

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emeren · 4 years ago

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zoom call- eren jaeger

pairing: eren jaeger x fem!reader

word count: 1.7k

content warnings: smut, 18+, very slight degradation, voyeurism if you squint (not really though)

notes: i wrote this a couple months back before that video went viral on tik tok, but it was the only completed draft i had, so here we go! very rushed but hope you enjoy :) (also my first time writing smut lol)

SUMMARY: eren is a little shit when it comes to letting you focus on your zoom classes, especially when you make it obvious you’re trying to ignore him

you lazily rubbed your eyes in response to the bright computer screen. the eight thirty lecture time was starting to wear down on your motivation. you sat, half asleep in front of your laptop, gaze drearily focused on the professor’s face.

school had become utterly disengaging; hours spent scrolling through your phone and blatantly ignoring your professors. you briefly wondered if class was really worth it at all anymore.

as your professor began to delve into their lecture on calculus, you could hear your boyfriend in the other room as he began to stir awake. you felt pretty bad, in all honesty. for as long as you’d known eren, he’d made it obvious that he loved nothing more than to sleep in. no matter how quiet you tried to be, it seemed like you woke him up earlier than he wanted every single morning.

you cringed as you heard the bedroom door creak open, followed by the sound of his muffled footsteps.

double checking that your mic and camera were indeed off, you turned to see your boyfriend standing sleepily in the doorway. his hair was down and messy; body only adorning a pair of grey sweatpants that sat tantalizingly low on his hips. his teal eyes were squinted with a tired annoyance.

“sorry, did i wake you up again?” you whispered, despite the fact that no one on the zoom call could hear you. eren’s face creased into a frown at the question.

“yeah, but s’alright,” he responded, voice thick with slumber. you offered an apologetic smile before turning back to your lecture. eren quietly left the room as you resulted to writing down some half-hearted notes, your brain absently drifting towards your plans for the weekend.

about ten minutes had passed when you felt a pair of arms wrap themselves around your shoulders, eren’s lips meeting your cheek in a morning greeting.

his minty breath fanned across your face; you could see that he’d pulled his hair back into a messy knot from his reflection on the computer screen. though his warm gesture made your stomach erupt in butterflies, you were determined to pay attention to the class in front of you. eren took notice.

“trying to stay focused, hm?” he mumbled as his mouth began to trail down to your neck, peppering the skin with light kisses. you groaned in slight annoyance, attempting to push him away.

“i need to take notes, eren,” you reprimanded. eren didn’t seem so easily swayed, however.

his mouth found its way back to your neck, beginning to gently suck on the soft skin. you felt your face warm up at the sensation, an all too familiar ache between your legs. curse your boyfriend for being so goddamn horny all the time.

“go ahead, m’not stopping you,” eren whispered hotly against the skin. you bit your lip as you tried to remain focused on whatever your teacher was talking about, but the words were going in one ear and out the other.

his warm lips began to shift down towards your collarbone and the place where your shirt interrupted the flow of bare, kissable flesh.

eren’s large hand ran smoothly over the expanse of your right arm before coming up to cup your breast and giving it a generous squeeze. his nimble fingers pinched at your nipple through the fabric of your shirt, causing you to emit a low moan. your eyes snapped to his face in embarrassment over the noise.

eren had a smug look on his face, like he had just won some unspoken argument, the little shit. you glared up at him as he stood to his full height, teal eyes glancing to the computer screen as he momentarily considered something.

“your camera is off, right?” he asked huskily. you swallowed before nodding. his question could only confirm what you already suspected he was going to do.

placing either hand on the arm rests of the chair, eren leaned leaned over your body and glowered down at you. “good. can’t have anyone else seeing you the way i do, can we?”

eren’s possessiveness sent a warm feeling down your spine. the thought of being his and his alone was enough to have you on your knees. you burned with anticipation as he feverishly brought his mouth down to meet yours.

the kiss was heated and wet, his tongue lapping at your lips as it slipped into your mouth. you sighed contentedly at the sensation. acting on a sudden impulse, you wrapped your lips delicately around his tongue and began to suck gently on the exposed muscle, eliciting a loud groan from eren’s throat. as you pulled away, you saw his dilated pupils snap to the string of saliva connecting your lips.

“take your shirt off,” you did as you were told, pulling the fabric from your body. eren’s eyes quickly scanned the expanse of your chest; his hungry stare causing the spot between your legs to throb. he dropped to his knees before you, making sure to maintain eye contact as he slowly brought his head to your chest, mouth desperately latching onto your breast.

his tongue swirled around your hardened nipple, a small whimper clawing its way up your throat. you leaned your head back as you felt eren’s lips curl into a smirk at the sound. his teeth carefully grazed the nub before he pulled back; face slightly flushed and still so very smug.

his large hands slowly lifted to the hemline of your sweatpants, cold fingertips grazing your hipbone. he looked up to you as he hooked his fingers under the waistline whilst jutting his chin upwards. “up, baby.”

you lifted yourself briefly from the chair as he pulled your sweatpants down, allowing them to pool around your ankles. as you went to sit back down, you caught your reflection in the computer screen, wincing. it felt unbelievable that you were completely exposed while your zoom class continued in the background. you felt a wave of embarrassment wash over your body and had half a mind to tell eren to stop.

the moment of doubt passed breathlessly as eren’s awfully cold and awfully long middle and ring fingers pushed past your underwear and teased at your entrance. your lack of attention must’ve been apparent; eren’s free hand coming up to roughly grip your chin, forcing you to look down at him.

“pay attention, pretty girl,” he growled, teal eyes glinting seriously. his fingers teasingly swiped up to your clit, collecting your slick as they travelled upwards. you sucked in a breath as he brought the digits back down, circling around your cunt before slowly pumping inside.

you meekly nodded your head, unable to form a coherent sentence as he curled his fingers upwards, hitting the warm spongey spot that made your toes curl. your body began to heat up, watching eren’s beautiful face as he fucked you with his fingers. his chin was turned slightly upward, lips parted. his digits slid in and out of you, picking up speed as a soft moan left your lips.

“such a wet little bitch,” eren hissed as he shifted to gain more leverage. the pressure in your core began to build, only amplified by the addition of his thumb on your sensitive clit. “fuck, you’re so hot like this. should we show the class your pretty little cunt, hm?”

you closed your eyes as the warmth started to spread from between your legs into your stomach, release on its way. his fingers began to slow, a whine bubbling up from your throat.

“eren..” you whimpered, watching a scowl form on his face. his fingers pulled out completely from inside of you, the lack of contact making you ache in need.

still gripping your jaw, he forced you to watch as he placed his long fingers between his lips, slowly sucking the remnants of you from himself. you bit your lip to repress a moan at the slight of his tongue gliding over his knuckles. he was hot and he knew it.

he leaned forward, pulling your face down as he stood. his grip on your jaw tightened, forcing your mouth to pop open. he spat directly in your mouth, the warm liquid pooling on your tongue as he stared down at you.

“swallow,” he demanded, waiting as you let the bitter yet saccharine liquid slide down your throat. pleased, he released his grip on your jaw, a slight stinging where his fingers had rested. “good girl.”

his hands came up to the hemline of his sweatpants, gingerly yanking them down along with his boxers. you felt heat rush to your face as his cock came up to slap against his stomach.

“can you stand up for me, pretty?” you nodded, eyes wide as his hand came down to lazily pump his dick. standing, you stepped out of your sweatpants and pulled your panties down, kicking them both to the side.

eren’s eyes glanced to your laptop once more, pushing it as far back on the wooden desk as it would go. before you had the chance to question his motives, he roughly gripped your hips and spun you around, pressing you down onto the table. the cool surface made you shiver.

his hand grabbed a fistful of your hair, forcing your neck to crane uncomfortably backwards. you could feel him positioning the tip of his cock at your entrance, the throbbing desire in you preparing itself to be stretched. he hesitated, staring at you darkly.

“beg for it,” eren’s voice was laced with a deep desire, eyes clouded with lust. you looked back at him through your lashes, lips slightly parted as his chest heaved. he could tell you were trying to rile him up. he yanked your hair slightly in retaliation. “beg for my cock to fuck you, baby.”

“please,” you mewled, the aching in your cunt all to aware of him at your entrance, teasing you. eren raised an eyebrow, clearly unimpressed. you swallowed deeply, the sound amplified by the strain of your craned neck. “please fuck me. fuck me so hard, eren.”

a smirk danced across his features before he slowly stuffed himself inside of you, stretching and embedding within you. you hissed out in discomfort, never really getting accustomed to the sheer size of him. the slight pain started to dissipate as leaned forward while pulling your head back further by your hair. his hot breath fanned across the shell of your ear.

“if you’re loud enough, i’ll let you cum,” with that, he dropped your hair and began to roughly buck his hips forward, the full feeling making your stomach burn. you moaned loudly as he slammed into you, picking up pace and stretching you nice and good.

his grunts were low and primal, melding with the sound of his hips smacking into your ass, hands burning prints into the skin on your waist. you felt yourself clench around his dick as he thrusted particularly deep, hitting that sweet spot that made tears prick your eyes.

“you’re so pretty for me,” he grunted breathlessly. his pounding began to speed up, the sensation beginning to curdle in your cervix as you let out a string of curse words. eren fisted your hair again, the follicles stinging angrily as he brought his other hand forward to stuff his first two fingers in your mouth.

the skin was warm and salty as you desperately sucked on his knuckles, frantic for the release you were craving as he abused your cunt. he pressed his fingers down on your tongue, allowing your mouth to fill with hot saliva. he groaned loudly at the sensation, his hips beginning to buck more senselessly.

“pretty, pretty girl,” he moaned out, fingers pulling from your lips and bringing the saliva down your chin. you could feel your release fast approaching, aided by eren’s deep, purposeful thrusts that had you seeing stars.

with one final plunge of his cock deep within your cunt, the release of dopamine crashed over your body, eren twitching as you unraveled around him. with a couple more sloppy thrusts, he was filling you up all nice with his cum, throaty groans ripping from his chest.

the two of you sat in a breathy silence, cooling down from your highs together. eren pulled out, smiling lightly at the sight of his seed dripping from between your legs. he leaned forward, placing a kiss on your forehead.

“better catch up on your notes, babe.”

<3 <3 <3

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nari-nim · 4 years ago

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play date

“hi🥺 can you write a dom asahi smut with prompts 1 & 9? thank you💜💜”

A few days into long distance, Asahi sends a new toy and shows off some of his.

genre: smut

pairing: Asahi x fem!reader

word count: 601

warnings: guided masterbation, sex toy usage (dildo), video sex

nari note: sorry how this took fucking forever, but inspiration struck and I actually found this one fun as hell. anyways minors dni as usual :)

“Can you hear me now?” Asahi peered at you, fingers tapping the new professional microphone he just hooked into his desktop’s audio system. His voice was so clear, the tone of his inquiry amplified against your eardrums.

“Whoa,” you commented, surprised at how crisp his audio quality suddenly became. “Yeah, super well.”

Asahi chuckled into the microphone, the sounds sending goosebumps along your arm. “Good.”

“Yeah, I really do like your new setup!” You chirped, scanning the background of his video screen to admire the new additions to his room. “You’re so professional now. It’s what you deserve, of course.”

Cheeks rosy from the compliments, Asahi laughed. “Thanks, I do love playing around with the new equipment. Anyways, do you want to open the package now?”

Oh, right. With the two of you in a long distance relationship for the next few weeks, Asahi had sent you a “fun surprise” to account for the absence of his presence. The letter that came with it instructed you to wait until you could video chat each other, and you held your end of the promise.

Asahi chuckled at you picking at the wrapping tape with your hands, the sound of his airy breath tickling against your eardrums. It sounded a little too similar to the laugh he makes when he teases you in bed...

“Lemme get scissors,” you mumbled, interrupting your train of thought, surprised at how hot the room was starting to feel.

Leaning over the camera, you reached for the said pair.

“You know, you always look so much better when I mark you up.” Asahi’s usually higher tone voice seemed to have dropped so low, making goosebumps march along your arms. The fluttering feeling at the pit of your stomach intensified as you sat back down with wide eyes.

“What?” You met Asahi’s darkened eyes through the video screen.

“The hickeys I gave you,” Asahi murmured, his own slender fingers tracing over his neck as if mirroring where he left those pretty purple bruises as a parting gift two days ago.

“Oh,” your mouth parted, not realizing they showed up on camera. From the look in Asahi’s eyes, he was definitely turned on at this point.

“Don’t stop,” Asahi urged, peering pointedly at what hasn’t been shown on screen yet.

You slowly nodded, gulping to appease your suddenly dry mouth. Willing your hands to still, you finished tearing through the packaging to reveal a brand new dildo. You couldn’t stifle the slight gasp that left your lips.

"Why don’t you test it out, hm?” Asahi said, his low tone sinful against your ears. “Won’t you do that for me, doll?”

You smiled, excited at this new opportunity. Pushing your chair back carefully, you leaned back and eagerly spread your legs wide open. Asahi groaned into the mic at the sight of you playing with your pussy, spreading the wetness up to your clit before massaging it while letting out the prettiest sighs.

You brought his gift to your mouth, sucking on the tip of the silicone toy. Despite your boldness, your cheeks were aflame as you watched Asahi’s intense eyes soaking in the view.

“Fuck,” Asahi grunted, starting to palm himself. “Fuck yourself the way I would.”

You brought the toy down, turning on its slight vibrations, before pressing the tip into you. You gasped slightly at the intrusion, moaning his name as you slowly inched the dildo into your tight hole.

“That’s right,” Asahi said as you moaned his name again. “Say my name over and over again and, once you think you've said it loud enough, scream it.”

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mrkcore · 4 years ago

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𝐄𝐏 𝟏: 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐁𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐊 𝐇𝐎𝐓𝐒𝐏𝐎𝐓 - 𝐥.𝐡𝐜

𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: lee donghyuck x fem!reader

𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬: college!au (cs - computer science major haechan, psychology major y/n)

𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: fluff, slight angst

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠(𝐬): suggestive innuendo(s), infidelity, drinking

𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 2.2k

𝐚/𝐧: the first chapter of the and they were roommates! series :D send in an ask or comment here to be added to the taglist! (sorry for the delay, i have been really unproductive so uh, yeah)

𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬 | 𝐧𝐞𝐱𝐭

you’ve been stuck with haechan for about a month. you’ve successfully avoided him for the majority of the time, he’s still a bit flirty, but he’s been pretty quiet too.

except for when he streams. did he mention that he was a streamer? unfortunately no, you had to find out the hard way.

“haechan, can you fucking tone it down?” you storm into his room after enduring half an hour of his screaming on a thursday night. “i have an essay due tomorrow and it’s 30 percent of my mar-”

you see a professional looking mic, webcam, and another monitor with what seems like comments flowing in constantly on the screen.

“oh…” you trail off taking in all the equipment in front of you as haechan looks up at you.

“oh hey, sorry about that, jeno and renjun were being noobs and i needed to teach them a lesson, chat knows. i’ll keep it down, sorry.” he turns back to his game in front of him, completely unbothered.

“yeah.. uh sorry for barging in, thanks.” you say quickly and dash out his room, hearing the other voices from his headset laugh.

your face is hot, and you feel so embarrassed.

anyways, lesson learned.

a few days later, you were complaining to your friend about haechan on a zoom call–as usual.

this time, however, she needed to spill the tea about her thoughts.

“ma’am, what is this tension,” she jokes. “i can feel it from miles away.”

“hey!” you snap back. “need i remind you that i have a boyfriend? and haechan? ew no, he gets on my nerves too much for that.”

“oh right, your boyfriend.” she rolls her eyes. “i think you need to visit him, you’re so uptight all the time, i’m gonna get wrinkles if you keep complaining to me about shit.”

“oh right, restrictions have been slightly lifted, i can probably go visit him.” you remember reading about it in the news.

“yep, go.” your friend sips on her iced coffee and you laugh.

the next day, you go through with your plan to go visit your boyfriend.

all prepped and ready and you were going to walk out the door before you hear haechan coming out his room.

“oh, good morning, i’ll be out for a bit, maybe the whole day.” you say to him.

“good morning.” he yawns. “look at you all dolled up and pretty, where you going?” he smirks as you roll your eyes.

“visiting my boyfriend,” you scowl out. “now if you’ll excuse me, i better get going.”

“oh great, hope you enjoy your time with him.” he smiles and you think he’s going to be nice for once. “don’t forget protection.”

you groan. of course he had to ruin it.

“thanks haechan.” you yell behind you as you walk out the door.

it takes around 1 hour to drive to your boyfriend’s university, and an additional 10 minutes to his apartment, and you’re giddy the whole time.

you’ve missed human interaction.

and no, lee haechan does not count.

you’ve missed the warmth and fuzzy feeling of an embrace, of having someone’s arms around you, protecting you from the outside world.

you couldn’t wait to get cuddles.

hopefully your boyfriend likes this surprise.

gleefully walking into the building, pressing in the password to his apartment complex. completely missing the creaking coming from his room, but as you entered, you hear the voice of another person, who was definitely not your boyfriend.

you stomp right up to the door, and push it open.

there’s two people in the bed, and your eyes glower at your boyfriend.

“what?” the girl screams, scrambling to cover herself.

“babe?” your boyfriend is frozen on the spot as the girl looks at him as if he just said the most bizarre thing ever.

“babe?” she seems angry now. “you said you were single? what the fuck?”

“yeah, i think he lied to you.” you say coldly. “do you have anything to confess, ‘babe’?”

“you’re a douche, what the fuck.” she gets up and gets dressed. “i’m so sorry, he told me he was available, i would literally never agree to sleep with anyone who’s taken.”

“yeah, it’s okay.” you say, kind of relieved, and the two stare are you like you’re an alien. “at least now i know what type of person i was dating.”

and you turn to walk out.

“wait, babe please.” your ex tries to run after you. “y/n, let me explain.”

“no need to, we’re over.” you turn to say. “you need a ride?” you ask the girl.

“yeah sure.” she says. “don’t call me.”

“babe please, can we talk this out?”

you couldn’t believe it. you drove 1 hour to see him and he has the audacity to pull this shit and expect you to just easily forgive? nope, lesson learned.

pfft, and he said long distance would work.

“no we can’t, now if you’ll excuse us, we have somewhere else to be.” you grab the girls arm and walk out the door, slamming it in front of your ex’s face before he can catch up.

“do you have any plans for the rest of today?” you ask the girl after entering your car. she shakes her head while you smile. “great, any bar or night club recommendations you have?”

“uhh, bar then nightclub?” she suggests.

“i like the way you think.” you giggle. “i’m y/n btw.”

“yina.” she smiles back at you as you pull out of the parking lot.

a few hours later, and way too many drinks in, you’re at a table with yina, spilling your deepest secrets about your relationship with your ex.

“can you believe he made me wash his socks?” you take a sip before continuing. “and with my hands too!”

“what? that’s disgusting!” she listens to you rant in disbelief.

“yeah, he said that his socks were precious and the washing machine was too harsh on the cotton or some crap.” you snicker as you recall the other stupid stuff he told you. “ah the shit i did for love.”

“men are trash,” yina says. “cheers to that.” and you both down the rest of what’s left of your drink.

fast forward another 2 hours, you’re wasted. absolutely wasted.

yina held you back a little bit, but its no use. you needed this.

“y/n, it’s like 11 pm, you’re drunk, i’m barely sober, i think we should call someone to come and get us.” yina tries to reason with you while you shake your head.

finally after 10 minutes of bickering, you finally agree.

“here’s my phone, you can call anyone.” you rest your head on your folded hands after handing her your unlocked phone. “anyone but haechan.” you start to doze off. “anyone but haechan…”

“hbbhng” you jolt up, feeling the warmth of your own bed.

how did you get back home?

groaning, you feel your headache. you feel the vomit coming up your throat as you gag.

you almost fall trying to get out of your covers.

“woah there, be careful.” haechan is suddenly barging into your room, holding onto you so you don’t fall on your face, guiding you to your bathroom.

you’re too nauseous to wonder why he’s even helping you or even bother screaming at him like usual.

he pats your back soothingly as you vomit into the toilet.

“there you go, that’s it. i’ve got you.” he reassures you.

“what are you even doing helping me?” you’ve washed up and downed some water, you’re 100% sober now.

“wow,” haechan chuckles, rolling his eyes. “after saving your ass last night, this is the thank you i get?”

“what do you mean you saved me?” you’re genuinely confused by what he means.

“this yina girl called me from your phone, telling me that you’re blacked out drunk in a nightclub at 11:32 PM, on a saturday. asking me to come and get you.” he says, matter-of-factly. “i call a cab, get to the nightclub, haul your ass out the club, drive yina back home, and then us. where during our commute back, you wake up, start crying, and when we get home, you’re bawling about how your boyfriend cheated and you were a dumbass for thinking he would change. remember now?”

you’re in shock.

yina called haechan? you remember clearly that you told her not to, this is so embarrassing. you even cried about your ex to him? oh dear lord you wanted to crawl back into your room into a deep pit and never come out.

haechan must’ve noticed your distressed expression because his face turns softer.

“hey hey hey, sorry, that was a bit mean. you just got out of a relationship, that was really inappropriate of me and i do not blame you for wanting to relax a bit.” he tries to comfort you once again. you’re in even more shock by his words. “honestly, me driving you back home, and taking care of you was the least i could do. it would have been so mean if i just left you guys there.”

you wanted to burst out into tears.

this is the nicest thing you’ve heard in about 6 months.

unfortunately, haechan doesn’t know that.

“oh gosh, jheez, i’m not helping aren’t i.” he’s panicked by your emotional state. “uhm, to make it up to you, i’ll watch one of those scary movies with you?”

your tears instantly are sucked back into your eyes in excitement.

“really?” you ask, just making sure.

“yep, ahaha.” he laughs nervously, but happy to see your mood lighten up.

“you free tonight?” bouncing up and down practically.

“yeah…” haechan is a bit scared. “aren’t you going a bit too fast though, princess? you jut got out of a relationship.”

you gasp and slap him in the arm.

“okay okay! that was a joke. yeah i’m free, i have an essay due, but i’ll be done by 6.” haechan says.

“sounds good!” you b-line for the kitchen, your stomach is completely empty. “see you then haechan!”

oh how haechan regrets his offer.

6 o’clock rolls by, and you choose “the shining” to watch with haechan. anticipating the terror it would bring him.

and you were right.

every jumpscare, even the smallest sounds, haechan would screech in fright. the last straw for him was the knock on your door.

“AHHHH!” he screams, almost knocking the popcorn out of your hands.

“calm down, dude.” you say, standing up to open the door.

to the unfortunate sight of your ex.

“y/n?” he says, softly.

“what are you doing here? how did you find out where i lived?” you were very sure you never gave him your dorm address.

“your friend gave it to me,” the eye bags he has are very evident. “listen, can we talk?”

“no?” haechan suddenly butts into the conversation. “you literally cheated on her, she doesn’t owe you anything.”

“who are you? her rebound?” your ex frowns.

“her roommate, and if you even bothered to keep up with y/n, you’d know.” haechan returns the frown.

“it’s between me and y/n, you have no business telling us what to do.” your ex is getting more aggressive now.

“that’s funny, i was the one who was called to drive her home while she was out drunk, i was the one who listened to her talk about how she regretted believing you again, i was the one who held her hair back when she was vomiting this morning from her hangover.” haechan again returns the energy. “you tried to contact her, but she blocked your number and you had to get her address from her friend. you never even cared to ask her beforehand, and now you wanna try and show up to seem like you care? bullshit. now if you’ll excuse us now, we have a movie to finish.” he slams the door in his face and haechan surprises you for the millionth time today.

your ex bangs on the door for about 3 minutes before giving up, and you guys sit in silence as the movie still plays.

“hey haechan.” you try and start.

“AHHH!” he screams again, scaring you this time.

“JHEEZ BRO I WAS TRYING TO START A CONVO, CHILL OUT.” you scream back.

“okay, i’m fine, yeah sorry, continue.” haechan pants out.

“thanks for that.” you say, genuinely. “not even joking, you didn’t have to do that.”

“well i did, because that dude was a douche. literally having the guts to come over here and try and ask for forgiveness after he cheats. unbelievable.”

“yeah.” you fiddle with your fingers anxiously.

“i like this side of you,” haechan breaks the awkwardness. “you’re usually uptight, little-miss-perfect, and cranky, so i like this raw side of you.”

“mhm, i realized that now. sorry for being such a bitch.” you admit.

“no, i honestly deserve it. but i hope we can be friends now, it would be great to have real conversations with someone, you know?” he says.

“seriously?” you hit him in the chest as he chuckles.

“i’m joking! i swear. but seriously, friends?” he asks.

“yeah, friends.”

and that’s where it started.

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duskamethyst · 4 years ago

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at last.

a/n: in celebration of reaching 200 followers. thank you. i’ve started this piece months ago but constantly failed to find the will to continue whenever i opened the draft. however, the response i’ve received from my other works gave me the drive and i knew i had to finish this.

word count: 4.1k

genre: smut, nsfw, fluff

pairing: musician!semi x f!reader

warnings: mirror sex, soft dom

summary: you and semi are in a band together. though having feelings for the male, you’ve always kept it professional until one night...

“thank you for tonight! you guys were amazing!” you speak through the mic enthusiastically, waving to the crowd as they cheered on and begging for an encore at the same time. “we hope to see your faces again when we come out with new songs soon! please continue to support us! we love you!” your lips curl into a huge smile, stepping off to the back of the stage while waving your fans goodbye before the staff hands you a towel to wipe off your sweat and a mineral bottle to cool off.

it’s another amazing night in a different city for you and the band. the feeling of having people enjoying your music and your voice is overwhelming and to have such wonderful bandmates to join you in this journey for three years now has you feeling beyond blessed.

the band started small, having the drummer and bassist as your high school besties while the guitarist, semi eita was later picked up along the way when one day you blasted on your socials and the small music stores stating the band needed a new guitar player. your band was pretty well-known in the town you live in, showing up and performing at a few gigs and now you’re much more familiar in the industry and often play in different cities.

semi was one of the few candidates that was chosen to be part of the band. much to everyone’s surprise, playing the guitar wasn’t his only talent. semi was able to write lyrics, produce and sing and that’s what made him stand out among the others. while making the decision with your band mates, you guys knew not to pass up on him and today it proved to be the right decision you guys had made.

to describe semi eita, he’s incredible. a genius and a sight for sore eyes. hell, he could even pass to be a model if he was into it. you knew that his addition to the band could garner more fans through his skills and looks. on his first night at the gig as the guitarist, you noticed how some of the girls there were ogling him and especially recording him through their phones, even the older woman who was practically forced to be there almost every night by her husband paid more attention (and you believed it was because of semi’s presence) as your band performed. maybe the fangirls could start off by drooling over his looks before they could slowly support the band entirely, hence building a bigger fanbase.

you feel a little bad for him. you believe that semi is more than just his looks but you can’t really blame people for liking pretty things– it’s only natural. semi has a burning passion for music and what he does and he works tirelessly for the band. he gives his all when he writes lyrics and he uses most of his time by himself inside the studio, learning and enhancing his skills further. you often accompany him in the studio, offering your opinions when he shares the new lyrics he came up with and the studio would be filled with harmonizing voices of yours and his.

a weird fuzzy feeling engulfs you when you learn that semi had always especially asked for you to join him in the studio and never the other guys, but you alway shrug it off; reminding yourself that it’s only because of work and nothing else.

though no matter how much you try to deny your feelings, you know you’re already head over heels for semi eita.

you sigh and put down your luggage as soon as you walk into your hotel room before looking out at the window to see the fans that were swarming as you arrived earlier begins to dissipate slowly. as you’re smiling and being lost in your thoughts, you start to hear strumming sounds from the other side of the room– undoubtedly semi’s.

it’s way past midnight and you’re all tired from the tour and the recent performance. while all you can think about is getting inside the tub and having a good night sleep, semi on the other hand can only think about the next show and creating new music. though he’s much more new to the industry compared to you, he works so diligently and it makes you feel a bit guilty and shameful. so you decide to come up to his room and see if he needs anything– or maybe just to persuade him to stop thinking about work and go to sleep.

“eita, it’s me.” you say as you knock on his door. you hear the strums come to a halt before he opens the door for you. “gosh, you look terrible.”

it’s only partly true. his hair is disheveled and he only has his jeans on from earlier but you try so hard not to check him out and quickly walk inside his room. semi closes the door as he turns to you, “you’re not asleep yet?”

“no, i heard you were playing and that’s why i’m here. you know you should be sleeping instead, right?” you sit on the couch where he was sitting earlier. sheets of paper are spread on the coffee table and you pick up the one with the lyrics that he wrote.

“sorry,” he apologizes as he sits next to you and notices the one that you’re reading. “but it’s good that you’re here too.”

ignoring the little skip your heart made, you refuse to look at him and read one of the lines out loud in an attempt to play cool.

“i’m alone,

“i just wrote that one in the van earlier.” he scratches the back of his neck as he laughs nervously. his eyes never tearing from you, just watching while you scrutinize through his little work.

i’ve nowhere to go,

but you gently held my hand.”

you smile as you finish reading the last line of his incomplete lyrics and turn to look at him, “i wonder what it sounds like?”

“ah, i haven’t figured it out much but i think it could go like this.” he grabs the guitar from where he left earlier and places it in front of his chest before slowly strumming a few chords. you watch as his fingers sweep up and down across the strings, his black nails that you painted weeks ago are only left with little residues.

it sounds exactly like you heard in your room earlier. his voice and the tunes he’s making fills the room and it sounds absolutely beautiful. you can sense the longingness in his work this time around, a little different from what he used to play but a little change doesn’t really mean bad– it feels like something that many people can relate to.

you gleefully clap your hands as he stops playing and a faint blush creeps up to his cheeks which he hopes you don’t notice.

“what’s your inspiration this time?” you ask as he puts back down the instrument.

“well…” semi sighs and leans further into the couch. “someone special to me– the reason i started pursuing this.”

a heavy lump suddenly forms in your throat, making your stomach churn at the thought of semi having someone special in mind but you quickly shake off the feeling. you’ve always been close with the male, he was easy to get along with from the start and semi would agree that out of all the members, he spent the most time with you; though it's only because it’s strictly on a work basis and you respect that, and you remain professional.

“must be. you’ve never written anything so personal but tell me all about it! you know i won’t judge.” you force a smile, hoping that it’s not too obvious and instead semi laughs at your eagerness to know about his little puppy love.

“it’s not even that great. i feel like it’s rather ironic– the reason i pursue this is also the reason we can’t be together.” he looks at you as he speaks, as if searching for something.

“damn, that sucks so bad.” you lean back to the couch with him and gaze at the ceiling while imagining the type of person semi would like and start to mindlessly compare yourself to them– putting you down even further.

“you get it, right? on top of that, i think we would lose some fans if we start to date.” he continues as he rests his arm behind your head in a more relaxing manner. he hopes that he emphasized the word clearly so he could get a reaction from you.

however, you only laugh a bit at his consideration. you can already imagine the online articles being bombarded about semi being in a relationship, not forgetting the snarky remarks and lashes he and his partner might get on stan twitter and the thought makes you shudder.

“but i would want to see you happy... even if it’s not with me.” you mumble lowly before realizing what you just blurt out on the last part. “i mean- i mean- i was thinking from a fan’s point of view, of course!”

the sight of you being bashful and constantly avoiding to make eye contact with him is endearing to him. he can’t help but to laugh and it provokes him to tease you instead. his hand creeps up to pull and tuck away the strands of hair behind your ear, instantly drawing your attention to the male next to you. you’re waiting for him to speak but he only stares quietly at you with a gentle smile across his face.

“what?” you’re surprised at how meek you sound and you know he notices it when his smile turns into an amused shit-eating grin.

“really? you’d be happy for me?” he asks, leaning his head down on the arm he has hanging on the couch back.

“um, yeah? since you’re my–”

“friend?” he cuts you off in an instant. “i’d be happier to at least know that you’d feel jealous, though.”

jealous? you blink and nervously laugh at the poor joke, “why would i be– you’re funny. anyways, go to sleep!”

semi’s lips tug into a frown as you stand up from the couch and when you’re about to take a step away, semi grabs your wrist and pulls you back to him. he wraps his arms securely around you and buries his face at the nape of your neck, inhaling the very faint scent from your expensive perfume you had on before the show.

“you’re so close, yet so far.” his hot breath fans against your skin as he murmurs with a hint of frustration lacing his voice.

thinking not too deeply into it, you disregard the butterflies in your stomach, “yeah, i think you can put that in the song.” you attempt to reply coyly, concealing any suggestions of you being a total nerve-wreck right now.

“god dammit.” semi curses. he turns your face to look at his, “this isn’t about work anymore.”

“what–” he presses his lips on yours and his arms pull you closer to him which your body wastes no time but to completely melt into.

semi pulls away to take a breath, locking his brown eyes with yours as he speaks. “stop making me feel so lonely.”

“i’m… sorry…?” your apology comes out unsurely, not knowing where this conversation is leading up to and it’s making you feel apprehensive more than anything. there’s no way he’s confessing, right?

semi sighs as he runs his fingers through your hair, “i used to only play the guitar as a hobby but you’re the reason why i even thought about getting into this band.”

you’re out of words to speak from the abruptness and remain quiet before he continues, “i thought i’d be happy enough just being close to you but i realized i wanted more than that. am i being selfish?”

you break free from his grasps and turn to the blushing male before curling into his chest. semi’s body is still as he processes what’s happening and slowly relaxes as he wraps his arms around you again.

“no, eita, no. you’re not.” you reassure. “i really had no idea.”

“then, can i kiss you again?”

“whatever you want, eita.” you mutter under your breath before he gently cups your chin with his fingers and pulls you into a deep kiss.

for the second time that night, you feel as if you’re on cloud nine as your wet tongues twirl against each other in your mouths. a faint taste of tobacco and beer still lingers on his tongue but you pay no mind to it when you’re too busy drowning into your own ecstasy.

semi manages to push you down on your back without breaking the kiss and props on his knees before his hands wander all around your body. a gasp passes your lips when he squeezes your breasts against your shirt and his lips move down to nip on your neck.

“e-eita...” you breathe and the male pulls away to look at you with heavy lidded eyes– and they’re filled with desire.

“whatever i want, right?” he whispers and you nod your head before he delves back down to litter bruises on your skin. “and what i want is you.”

warmth surfaces on your cheeks as you hum in response, a subtle reply to tell him that the feeling is mutual. as soon as semi lifts up your shirt, he quickly tips down to tug your bra and latches his mouth on your hardened nipple while his fingers tweak the other. the stimulation causes your body to jolt in pleasure and you can practically feel yourself drenching in your panties.

semi glances up at you expectantly when he notices your thighs are pressed together underneath him. with his other free hand, he lifts up your denim skirt and rubs circles on your clit against the damped fabric.

you mewl and tug his hair gently as your hips desperately grind against his finger for relief.

“does it feel good?” he speaks softly. “you’re so wet for me.”

“y-yeah.” you mumble a little bit in embarrassment after he pointed it out but semi finds it to be endearing as he lets out a breathy chuckle.

“i’ll make you feel even better,” he grins, bending your knees up and spreading them apart. “but i need to hear it.”

you nibble your lip anxiously, “please?”

“please what?” he coos, though he’s already settling his head down between your thighs while he looks at you with passion filled eyes.

your lips feign a pout but your pussy twitches when you feel his finger pulls your panties to the side, “please make me feel better.”

“good enough.” he smirks before spreading your puffy folds and sticks out his tongue to lap off your essence.

a loud moan rips from your throat as he sucks on your clit and purposely teases it with quick flicks with the tip of his tongue. your legs start to tremble and try to close together but to no avail since semi holds them apart from crushing his head.

there were nights where he could only touch himself while imagining how you would sound like writhing underneath him but tonight, you made his dreams turn into reality. your moans and whines are like music to his ears and they’re better (and he knows it would be) than what he expected. now semi is driven even more to hear what more beautiful sounds you can produce for him.

semi groans when he slips one finger inside your tight hole and you cry in surprise as you feel his finger brushing in and out through your walls. he can feel that the walls are already sucking him greedily while your hips jerk to fuck yourself with his finger.

“god, you’re so fucking hot.” he grunts, inserting another finger and fucks you ruthlessly. you can feel your orgasm building and threatening to tip over when his finger curls, hitting your g with every drag.

“fuck, eita–” you pant as your toes curl over the unbearable stimulation and causes your body to shake.

“feels great, hm? i want you to cum all over my fingers.” he toys with the swollen bud before harshly sucking it.

“mmhh– gonna cum!” your eyes screw shut as your orgasm finally crashes down and your pussy gushes and flutters around his fingers.

your breathing turns erratic and a whine escapes your lips from the emptiness when semi pulls out to lick his fingers.

“you taste so fucking good.” he groans, hovering above you and crashes his lips onto yours so you can taste your own juices from his tongue before he pulls away breathlessly.

“i want to make you feel good too, eita.” you whisper almost innocently and push him back so he can sit down on the couch. semi watches you as you kneel beside him to unbuckle his belt and proceed to unbutton and unzip his jeans swiftly before he helps you release his throbbing dick from its confinements.

you nearly gawk at the size of his cock; thick and veiny, tip flushing red with a bead of precum. you give a few strokes with your hand and a sharp hiss rolls off his tongue as soon as he feels your tongue swirling around the slit and slowly taking a fair amount inside your mouth.

“fuuuuck.” he sighs as he sinks into his seat further, eyes closed shut as he lets you take over. you offer the pressure needed by pressing the bottom of the length with your hand and hollowing your cheeks while your tongue runs up and down the rest of his cock, slobbering it with your saliva.

“oh, fuck– baby. that feels so fucking good.” tears prickle from the corner of your eyes when you force yourself to take deeper into your mouth and his hips jerk when the tip hits the back of your throat. semi’s hand finds itself on top of your head; he makes sure not to tug your hair too hard as he guides you bottom to top and a pop sound is audible when he pulls you away just before he feels like he’s about to cum.

he wipes the tears from your eyes and kisses you while pulling his jeans and boxers all the way down before continuing to carry you off from the couch with him and leads you to his bed.

“can i?” he looks at you concerningly and you nod your head yes.

“take it all off.” he commands once he puts you down on the bed. what seemed to be the gentle semi is long gone but his dominating side makes you undeniably excited so you easily oblige, peeling off your clothes until you’re bare and naked in front of him.

“on your knees.” he orders again and you submissively get on your knees but he stops you before you can lean down on the bed. “face the mirror.”

you turn your head to see the large mirror in front of the bed and shift again as he climbs on the bed and props behind you.

“i want us both to see how pretty you look when i’m balls deep inside you.” he grins.

a soft mewl rolls off your tongue when semi smears your juices through your slits with his cock. he grabs your hips for leverage as he slowly penetrates into your hole and you bite your lip hard when you can feel his girth stretches you out both painfully and deliciously. semi gives you a moment to adjust and after receiving the green light does he begin to move his hips.

“i’ve waited so long for this.” he growls, black nails digging deeper into your skin that'll be able to leave crescent marks by the end of the session as he pounds his cock into your cunt erratically.

your cheek is pressed down and your hands clutch the bed sheet as you feel his veins brushing against your walls and his tip kissing your cervix with each thrust. semi’s breathing is already ragged from above you, hips diligently rolling into you as he picks up the pace.

“look at you, baby– fuck– i’m so lucky.” you moan at the praise, subconsciously feeding to your ego; to be desired by semi and to have semi fucking you into oblivion.

“s-so good.” you whine, glancing up to the mirror to see yourself but what you’re mostly able to see is the man behind you. his toned abs, ash blonde bangs almost covering his eyes and brows furrowed in focus as he ruts into you mercilessly like a feral beast and it’s fueling your arousal even further.

a mischievous smile etches on his lips as his hazy eyes light up once they meet yours through the reflection, “i don’t think you can see yourself that well.”

you feel your body being lifted up abruptly before he makes you stand on your knees with your back against his broad chest. in front of you, you can clearly see the mess he has made out of you; hair unkempt, pussy slopping and dripping down his balls and the sheets from where your bodies are connected.

“better.” he smirks through the mirror. both of your eyes fixed on the reflected image ahead; your tits bouncing up and down as he continues to thrust into you while his arm wraps around your torso to hold you in place.

“so– pretty. my baby– my muse.” he says in between grunts and takes one hand to cup your face. “can you see my cock go in and out of you?” semi intends to show you how lewd it looks by pulling out his thick cock slowly and pushing back inside your pussy in an agonizing pace.

“yes, fuck– eita.” you sob, staring at the mirror ahead as you see his cock glistens with slick when he pulls out from your stretched cunt and fills you back in, edging you at the same time.

“and what happens when i touch you here?” he coos, reaching down to press your clit with his thumb. a shock of pleasure washes through your body, making your eyes roll back and your head thrown back to his shoulder. “come on, you can tell me.”

“it’s-it’s gonna make m-me cum.” you whimper as your hips roll desperately against his finger and each time he plunges into you.

“and you’re gonna sing my name when you do, right?”

“yesyesyes– please, just–” semi cuts you off by continuing his pace again and the knot in your stomach tightens at the feeling of being stuffed full when he rams deep inside you along with his ministrations on your throbbing bud.

his other hand pinches your pebbled nipple and causes you to keen in pleasure and you finally open your eyes to look at the mirror again to see the compromising position you’re in and the way he manhandles you; having absolute control all over your squirming body with both his hands and his cock– and it got your vision turning white as you tip over the edge.

“eita!” your lips part into a scream as your pussy flutters around his cock and come undone. the walls squeezing him elicits a low growl from his throat and he holds your body with both his arms as he remains to fuck you in order to chase after his own high.

“fuck– that’s it.” he kisses your head when you let out a choke from the overstimulation. “i’m gonna fill this pretty pussy.” sporadic thrusts begin to stutter as his balls tighten and his cock twitches inside you to indicate that he’s close to reaching his orgasm and a loud moan rips from his throat as he finally comes undone.

semi stills for a few moments inside you, catching his breath and regaining composure before he lifts your body slightly to pull out his softening cock. your trembling knees fail to keep you up so your body falls down on the mattress and semi chuckles at the sight as he joins next to you.

“you did so good for me, love.” his sharp, brown eyes gazes adoringly into yours and a soft smile tugs the corner of his lips as he caresses your hair. “was i too rough?”

“just a little,” you blush. “but i liked it.”

semi sighs in relief and draws closer to give a chaste kiss on your forehead, “i’ll run a warm bath for you, alright? then we can go to sleep.”

you nod your head, feeling warm and fuzzy when he holds you in his strong arms before he leaves for the bathroom. as you wait and hear water filling the tub, your mind wanders how you’re going to break the news to your manager about your blossoming relationship with semi.

and semi thinks about the same thing too.

whatever it is, it doesn’t matter to him.

as long as he has you.

#semi eita #eita semi #semi #semi x you #semi x reader #semi x y/n #haikyuu smut #semi eita smut #hq smut #haikyuu!! smut #hq!! smut #r; writes #semi smut #semi fluff #semi fanfic #semi eita fanfic #semi ff #haikyuu semi #haikyuu fanfic

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hispipsqueak · 4 years ago

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Happy New Year

Bakugo x F! Pregnant Reader Fluff

Summary:

You and Bakugo have been keeping a secret, and plan to reveal it at your New Year’s Party.

A/N: Here’s some sweet fluff to end the year. I have a soft spot for Dad!Bakugo and had to write something adorable for him. I hope you enjoy it and your new year is full of happiness and love! Also, I had to look up so much stuff about pregnancy. I hope no one finds my search history :P

TW: Pregnancy. mild cursing. Otherwise, super mega fluffy!

“Why do they have to come over?!” Bakugo grumbled for the thirtieth time.

You looked up from the pan you were currently scrubbing.

“Katsuki...they’re our friends! Plus, we are going to announce the big news.” You looked down at your small baby bump.

You and Bakugo had found out you were going to be parents nearly 5 months ago and you both were extremely excited. You had waited to tell everyone until it was deemed safe by your doctor and with the new year approaching, you figured it would be easy to gather everyone you loved to spill the news.

Of course, Bakugo was going to make it difficult though.

You knew he was just as excited as you about the addition to your little family, but whereas you were open about discussing all your fears, thoughts, and anxieties, Bakugo was a little more closed off and channeled the extra stress into other things.

You went back to washing the dishes and felt your husband’s biceps wrap around your body, his hands softly resting on your belly. He nuzzled into your neck.

“We could just send a text and stay in together. Watch the fireworks from the balcony, relax. Plus, are you sure you want those loud idiots stressing you and the baby out?” He murmured into your ear.

You giggled and swatted him with the dish rag.

“I literally live with a walking explosion and you’re worried our friends are too loud? I mean sure, maybe Present Mic, but I doubt he doesn’t already have plans.” You trailed off, before he spun you around and lifted you up, bridal style.

“That’s enough, off to bed with you mama. You’re too snappy tonight and clearly not thinking straight.” He chuckled as you squealed into his chest.

“‘Tsuki, you’re so annoying!” You laughed as he gently tossed you into bed.

He crawled on top of you, pressing your body into the soft mattress and mountains of pillows you insisted on sleeping with.

“I may be annoying, but I’m also the father of this little brat inside you.” He muttered, vermillion eyes shining. You smiled up at him.

He had grown up a lot since your UA days. While he still had his hot-headed moments, he was playful and more considerate of your feelings and you knew he was going to be an amazing father. He even changed his screensaver on his phone to your sonogram, though he would never admit it.

“We’re gonna have fun, babe. It’s gonna be a good night with all our friends and we can finally be open about the baby. Plus, it’d be nice for our kid to meet all their aunts and uncles.” You grinned, thinking of how your friends would react to this.

Katsuki groaned, rolling over. “Kiri is gonna fucking cry, I know it.”

You laughed and curled up next Bakugo.

“Yeah...probably.”

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New Year’s Eve was finally here. You had been busy preparing everything for the party tonight and your heart fluttered at the idea of sharing your big news with everyone. Bakugo had to finish up some last minute stuff at the agency so he was going to be home right before the party began. You were pulling another tray of baked sweets out of the oven when your phone chirped.

You glanced over to see another message from your group chat with the girls.

Mina: Can’t wait to see you Y/N, I MISS YOU

Momo: Are you sure you don’t need us to bring anything? We don’t want to be bad guests.

Ochaco: We can also help set up if you need us to!

Y/N: I’m totally fine. Katsuki arranged for food to be delivered and Sero and Kirishima are picking up all the drinks for tonight. Just bring yourselves!

Y/N: Also yes, before you ask, I am making cookies.

Mina: HECK YES! :)

They started arranging transportation plans and you clicked your phone off, to focus on transferring the cookies onto a cooling tray. Once that was settled, you jogged upstairs to get dressed. Luckily, you weren’t really showing yet so your friends wouldn’t immediately know when you greeted them, but you still wanted to wear something loose and flowy.

You settled on a deep red dress that cinched right under your chest and opened in an A-line skirt. You rifled through your jewelry box until you found the necklace Katsuki had given you for your birthday. It was a large black teardrop shaped diamond on a simple thin silver chain. You reached behind your back to clasp the necklace and felt a warm hand enclose yours.

“I didn’t even hear you come in.” You smiled looking at your husband in the mirror. He finished attaching your necklace and met your eyes.

“I just got here. The food’s here too, so everything’s done. I just need to get dressed.” He said, twirling you around so you were facing him. He rubbed your tiny bump. “How’s the brat been today?”

“Surprisingly chill. Though the baby did require a couple pints of ice cream for breakfast.” You laughed.

“Uh-huh...blame it on the baby.” He chuckled and gave you a kiss on your forehead. You could smell the scent of his body wash, a spicy cinnamon musk combined with his natural caramel scent. He must have showered at the agency and you buried your face in his chest, enveloping yourself in him.

“Stop sniffing me like a dog, crazy woman.” He flicked you on the head and you pouted. He crouched down so he could kiss your belly.

“I’m sorry your mama is nuts.” He laughed before pressing his lips to your stomach.

You smiled. Though you were excited to tell your friends about the news, you kind of loved having this little secret just between you two. These moments, with just you, Bakugo, and the baby, were magical and felt so...pure. Untainted from anything.

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“We’re HERE!” Mina’s voice echoed through your entryway. She was dressed in a gold sparkly jumpsuit and her aura just screamed “Happy New Year”. She was followed by Momo, dressed in a sparkly green dress and Tsu, who wore yellow sundress. Soon the door opened again and Ochaco was ushered in by Deku. You grinned at her blushing face. Her and Deku had finally admitted their feelings for each other after years of pining and they were adorable together. She had on a cute pink knee-length dress that matched Deku’s tie, which contrasted nicely against the dark teal suit he wore.

The rest of your friends piled in slowly afterwards, with Sero and Kirishima carrying cases of booze. You had made sure to stock your house with plenty of non-alcoholic drinks as well but you knew the rest of your friends planned to party hard, since it was rare to all get together.

Once everyone made it in, and Iida stopped arm chopping at Denki for some unknown broken social rule, Kirishima raised his beer.

“Can we just toast to Y/N and Bakubro, for hosting this party? It feels like a million years since I’ve seen you guys.”

You giggled and looked at your husband. He rolled his eyes and looked at you nodding. You turned back to the group.

“Actually, we invited you here because of something else…” You looked down at your belly, and heard gasps.

“ARE YOU…?”

“You’re…?”

“Wait what…?”

Bakugo looked exasperated with the suspense.

“We’re having a baby, idiots.”

A loud cheer erupted from your friends and immediately you were swarmed by the girls, asking a million questions. The guys were clapping Bakugo on the back and as expected Kirishima was already tearing up.

“So manly bro. You’re gonna be the manliest dad!” He sobbed while squeezing Bakugo in a tight hug. Sero and Denki snickered watching this.

“Get off of me idiot. I’m not the pregnant one.” Bakugo growled trying to pry the redhead off him. Kirishima turned to you and started hugging you tightly.

“I’m so proud of you guys!”

“You’re proud of them for —”

A ribbon of tape wrapped itself around Kaminari’s mouth before he could finish his sentence. You threw a grateful look toward Sero, who grinned over his beer.

The rest of the night turned into an impromptu baby shower, with everyone fawning over you two. You were asked a zillion questions, everyone offered to babysit, and even Todoroki offered his quirk if you ever needed pain relief (which Bakugo immediately shot down).

“I can take care of my own wife, IcyHot Bastard.” He grunted through his teeth. You smacked Bakugo upside the head before apologizing to Todoroki. You placed your hand back to rest on your belly and felt a small flutter.

“Holy shit...babe!” You’re mouth dropped. Immediately, the room went quiet and Bakugo rushed to your side.

“What, what’s wrong??!” He placed his hand on your stomach and his eyes widened.

“The baby...the baby’s kicking.” You smiled, eyes pricking with tears. The two of you looked at each other and you could see tears threatening to spill from your husband’s eyes. He grabbed your face in his hands and kissed you deeply, seeming to forget where he was.

“I love you, I love you both so goddamn much” He whispered to you, before kissing you again.

“Bro, you’re gonna make her have twins!” Kaminari yelled out, before being smacked in the head by both Mina and Kirishima. You giggled and pulled your husband close to you, before he blasted his friend out of the house.

“Guys, it’s almost midnight!” Momo said looking at her watch. “Ten…”

“Nine…”

“Eight…”

You looked around at all your cheering friends.

“Seven…”

“Six…”

You looked at your husband, who gave you a soft smile back.

“Five…”

“Four…”

You looked down at your baby bump.

“Three...two...one.”

“Happy New Year!”

#mha fluff #bakugo x reader #bakugou x reader #bakugou katsuki #mha x reader #tw pregnancy #dad!bakugou #weebnation #dynamight

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tainted-wine · 5 years ago

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I hope you don’t mind this being exclusive for the Pro-Heroes!

(NSFW)

Papers? Check. Writing utensils? Check. Lube? Check.

You were primed and ready to begin this cocktastic journey. Completing this project will be a great benefit to Thirstology. You can’t believe that they put their trust in you to collect such valuable information from several willing participants. There’s no way you’re going to let the people at National Thirst Studies down.

With your lower body completely bare, you and your ambitious pussy set out to begin the cockwarming interviews.

Yagi Toshinori/All Might

Pre-Notes: The Symbol of Peace. It’s still surreal to see him in such a fragile state. Strangely enough, I never once asked myself: Does All Might fuck? “Obviously he was too pure for fucking,” is what I would have said before I devoted my life to Thirst Studies. But I have learned over the years that there is no such thing as purity.

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After he got over the initial shock of you wearing no pants or underwear, you were finally able to begin your study and ask him the main question.

You barely dodged the spray of blood spewing out of his mouth. “Am I into what?” He sputtered.

“Cockwarming, sir. The act of settling a penis in a nice cozy orifice. There’s no movement, only penetration. Surely you already at least knew the definition when you agreed to this?” You offered him a paper towel, which he accepted with a choked “thank you.”

“Midnight told me this would be about intimate relationships,” he anxiously explained while wiping the red off of his lips. “But I wasn’t expecting to hear something that graphic.”

Ah, so he was talked into this. “Well, with your permission, I can give you a personal demonstration.”

His answer was inaudible the first time; you had to ask him to speak up in order to hear his adorably high “yes.” He was a lot shyer than you imagined. Poor guy was shaking like he was on a verge of a heart attack when you took his cock out and boy, did he put the ‘long’ in ‘schlong.’ But your mission wasn’t to admire the dick’s appearance, it was to learn how their owners used them inside a hot snatch. You climbed onto him and lowered yourself and ooooh shit, both of you were moaning as his inches sank into you. You couldn’t take it all, but it was more than enough to get the job done.

“Mmnngh, yes, very long. Pushing almost painfully,” You said through clenched teeth, scribbling in your notepad as you sat semi-comfortably in his lap. “Can you give me your input, Toshinori? How is this feeling for you?”

“Blrraaaffggg.”

“Toshi?”

“…”

He laid limp in the interview chair as crimson liquid continued to flow from his mouth. Well, this is troublesome. You’ll have to wait for him to regain consciousness to hear his feedback.

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Conclusion: This was his first time experiencing cockwarming. He described it as ‘intense, but not unpleasant’. Unfortunately, whenever I ask for more details, he would get too embarrassed to share anything. Frankly, this isn’t the most fruitful start to my series of interviews, but it was a great privilege to meet the amazing All Might.

Shouta Aizawa/Eraserhead

Pre-Notes: I honestly don’t even know who the hell this is. An underground hero, apparently. You wouldn’t believe me if I told you that he brought a cat with him. I told him that it needs to stay outside during the interview, but the difficult bastard was ready to turn around and leave unless I allowed the furball in. What a hassle. Do I even want to sit on this man?

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You’re thankful that you did, in fact, sit on this man. His sleek ebony cat was relaxing in your lap while your pink kitty was stuffed with his cock. Despite his indifference to the situation, it was strangely intimate. Taking notes over a cute feline while his length twitched inside you was rather challenging.

“You seem like a rather exhausted fellow. Is it maybe the laid-back nature of the act that you find so alluring?” You asked.

“Mmhmm.” His arms circled around you to stroke his adorable pet.

“Being able to just wind down by giving your hard snake a wet hot crib to rest in?”

“Mmmmm.”

“I would appreciate a more elaborate answer.”

“Mmmmm...”

You shifted just enough to turn your head and see Aizawa’s head lolled back, his breaths getting heavier after each exhale. You can feel him quickly going soft inside you.

Ugh...

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Conclusion: Given that he fell asleep in the middle of the demonstration, it’s safe to say that he finds the act very relaxing. I can only make guesses because the moment he woke up, he hurried me off his lap, picked up his cat and headed out. I did my best to chase him and ask if I could at least hear his final thoughts, but that bastard leaps on cars and buildings as skillfully as Edgeshot.

Hizashi Yamada/Present Mic

Pre-Notes: I’m not sure what to expect from the Voice Hero. His radio show has hosted some surprisingly insightful interviews. Unlike the last two, he will hopefully have some truly constructive answers to give.

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“Not gonna lie, I always wanted to try this!”

Both of you were red in the face as you sat on his throbbing cock. Despite the blush and slight shake in his voice, he was as cheerful as ever. “Sometimes I just wonder, it would be pretty cool to just have a hottie warmin’ me up during my show, ya dig? No sex, though. I know I’m not quiet enough to get away with that on the air!” He laughed loudly right into your ear.

Well that kinda hurt, but it’s nice to finally have a fully cooperative interviewee. You were actually able to ask all of your planned questions for once, and Hizashi gave a satisfying answer to each one.

Unfortunately, it just couldn’t go perfectly, and his phone ended up ringing near the end of the interview.

“Hold on, listener. I gotta take this.”

Did he really? You wished he would wait until you were done.

You felt him lean back as you remained on his lap. “Shouta, buddy! What’s goin’ on?”

Shouta? Does he mean...?

“Sorry about that! I’m not home yet, I’m doin’ a...special interview, with a hard-working thirstologist.” You heard the voice on the other end respond, and Hizashi made a noise of confusion. “Eh? What do you mean ‘you too?’”

Oh dear, he does. They actually know each other.

The conversation quickly transformed into an argument, a loud one. The two heroes apparently have some...tension between them.

“Oh, so I throw hints at you for years and you act as innocent as your cats, but you’ll sit down and let a girl hop on your dick during an interview?!”

You had to lift yourself off of his softening member and take shelter from his booming voice. He was tucking himself back into his pants with one hand as he marched out of the room, but his hurt and anger was still loud and clear. “Don’t give me that bull. I bet if I hit you with twenty one questions about cockwarming, you’d just pretend you’re asleep! Oh, you actually did fall asleep? Huh.”

You awkwardly collected your notes as the two gentlemen were seemingly making up.

“Damn right I’ve always felt this way. Oh man, you better get ready tonight because I’ve got over ten years of pent up feelings, and you’re gonna take it all.”

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Conclusion: It feels good to have a full interview. In summary, Hizashi is intrigued by the combination of closeness and casualness of it all. His interest in cockwarming during his jobs also indicate a possible thrill out of doing it in public. In addition, I’d like to announce with some pride that I may have assisted in taking two friends to the next level of their relationship.

Hawks

Pre-Notes: I’m eager to hear what the handsome winged hero has to say. I wouldn’t mind if we just stare at each other throughout the entire interview. My lust for him is unbearably strong and I’m not sure why. It’s probably just the horny writer’s obvious bias towards this bird. She could use another hobby.

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Hawks laughed once you gave him the question that officially begins the interview. “Gotta admit, I’ve actually never tried it.”

That’s a surprise that you quickly jot down in your notes. “I see. Is it something you’re interested in trying? I can give you a demonstration right here.”

“Oh? I’d love one.”

You try not to look too excited as you leave your seat and move to undo his pants, but Hawks raises a hand.

“But I want you to do it on your knees.”

Your eyebrows furrowed. “My knees? How do I-”

“With your mouth.”

Oh my.

You granted his request and kneeled down to take his half-hard cock into your mouth.

“Ahhh, that’s nice.” He sighed loudly, spreading his legs more as he stared down at you.

You detached your mouth from him to speak. “Can you tell me what it is that you-mmffrrf.”

A hand pushed you back down onto his man meat. “No no no, just...stay right there. I’ll do the talking in a minute.”

You sat there with his cock growing in the heat of your mouth. Hawks’s eyes were closed, a small content smile on his face. Every time you lifted your head just an inch, the hand on your head pressed you back down. Just when this interview was starting to feel more like a hookup, he finally began to talk.

“Oh yeah, I’ve fantasized stuff like this. You got a shitty boss? I do, don’t tell them I said that, though. They’re always finding something to get on my ass about. Working me like a dog everyday, expecting me to pull off these insane missions flawlessly.”

All you could do was look up and listen to his rant. He must have loved the sight of you, going by the strong twitch of his length in your mouth.

“They just keep asking more and more from me. ‘Do this faster next time, Hawks!’ or ‘I know you’ve never done something like this before, but don’t fail us, Hawks!’ Sometimes I just wanna shove something in their mouths...like my dick. Can you relate?”

You shook your head as well as you could in your current position.

He shrugged. “Oh well. As far as I know, I’ll always be the one getting fucked by them. But something like this...” He pat your head. “Ah yeah, it would be so nice to see them like this...”

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Conclusion: Hawks was sadly short on time and had to leave before I could even get into the questions. Going by the very personal feelings and frustrations he shared, Hawks enjoys the dominance displayed from cockwarming, and prefers it be done orally. I will respect his wishes and not reveal any of the opinions that he shared about the establishment he works for and its executives.

Taishiro Toyomitsu/Fat Gum

Pre-Notes: It’s best that I continue to be honest: I’m anxious. Fat Gum is one of the biggest heroes around, and I just know that there is a deadly pillar of pussy destruction in those pants. I know that I should be more concerned with the questions, but it just won’t leave my mind.

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“So, what experience do you have with this, Toyomitsu?”

The large man chuckled. He was currently in his skinny form, which you’re pretty thankful for since his fat form would have been beyond awkward to straddle. That would be like trying to hump one of those giant inflatable characters at parades. “A pretty lady I knew was really into it! I tried it for her sake, but I’ll say this with no ego, my sausage ain’t something to be taken lightly! Still, she was determined, and I was really digging just how strong her will was to take me.”

‘She sounds like a very brave soul,‘ you thought as your pen glided across your paper.

“I couldn’t believe it when she managed to get all of me inside. She couldn’t either, because she passed out! At first I just wanted to laugh it off,” he cackled as if to give an example, but his face quickly drooped into a somber expression. “But then I realized she wasn’t breathing...” His eyes shut in pain and sorrow. “And I couldn’t find a pulse...”

You nearly dropped your pen in horror. “My goodness, Toyomitsu. I’m so sor-”

“I’m just messin’ with ya! She’s fine!” His face immediately brightened up again, leaving you shocked and somewhat upset over the scare. “But seriously, if you want a seat on this big boy, I hope you’ve got plenty of lube on hand.”

“Don’t worry, I do. More than enough for the biggest flesh towers.”

But your doubts instantly returned when the bulging monster was freed from his pants. It’s huge. Toshinori may have been long, but this monster was unbelievable in both length and girth.

Your fear must have been evident on your face, because Toyomitsu asked, “You sure you wanna do this? Don’t want you to hurt yourself.”

You whipped out your bottle of lube and drenched your hands. “Thirstology is my passion. My life’s work. I am more than willing to put my life on the line for science.”

The hero raised an eyebrow. “It’s...not that serious, but I really like your guts, missy.” He gave himself a few strokes. “So let me tear them up.”

Even with the coatings of lube inside your pussy and on his massive cock, this was still the most arduous task you have ever performed in your life. You didn’t know it was possible to be stretched this far. The light blonde was mesmerized by your trembles and scrunched expressions and as you tried to take more of him, his mouth slightly open when he noticed the swell in your lower abdomen.

“Oh, that is hot.”

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Conclusion: I did it. I took the Fat Gun. Fat Gum himself takes a lot of pleasure in watching the strain of someone trying to take him in, and due to his partner often being much smaller than him, the tightness is very pleasurable to him. He was the only interviewee that actually came during the demonstration, so I suppose it’s safe to say that he is the biggest fan of cockwarming out of the five. He was very panicked when he came inside me, but I reassured him that I am on the pill. This is still a hell of a mess to clean up, however.

(I hope the information I have obtained will be useful for the institute. Thank you for giving me this opportunity)

#asks #smut #all might #shouta aizawa #hawks #present mic #fatgum #yagi toshinori #keigo takami #yamada hizashi #i got more invested in this as i went on #also how the hell do you write fatgum

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