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Bruised and Battered Chapter 6

Dean Winchester x Reader

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Story Summary: Being friends with Sam and Dean Winchester had been the best part of your life. But then they were gone, and you had nothing to distract you from the physical and verbal abuse from your parents. Years pass, and your parents suddenly vanish. When Sam and Dean come help to find them, you aren’t sure what they will do when they discover your dark past.

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“So, everything pointed to Vampires, but the more I’ve researched, the more I’ve come to realize that might not be the case.” Sam said as you sat nervously in the back of the Impala. Cas was sitting next to you, staring at your knee that wouldn’t stop bouncing. You were a bundle of nerves. Nervous about the hunt that was your first in years. Scared at seeing your parents again for the first time in a couple of weeks. Wondering how they were going to react when they found you traveling with Sam and Dean.

“I believe it might be two types of monsters working together.” Cas answered, reaching over and placing his hand on your knee. The weight from his hand, along with the positive energy he sent your way calmed you enough that your body stilled.

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The Paladin Falls

En'othk uulg'shuul. Mh'za uulwi skshgn kar.

The voice rang in his head a thousand times that night, probably even more. It was sinister, unnerving, unrelenting. It wanted him to do what it bid his child, to submit. He was going insane slowly, surely, the voices gradually taking over throughout the time spent at Farmer Brown’s place. The stench, the feeling on the air as the shadows crept over the land and washed over his form, clawing at his mind.

Submit, falling child. Submit to all you have fought so fruitlessly against. Submit to your one true master. The Light shall never hear your prayers again.

He remembered all he had done wrong in his life, all the things that led him to this very moment. Especially when he confronted Lledwyn and Demytrya of his crimes long past. Even the one he had never even shared to his lovers, the truth that he had killed his own father. Of course, in his mind it was for a more than just reason, but patricide was not something so easily forgiven. And he feared for retaliation on that, as well as other transgressions.

He remembered the sound of the knife tearing through skin and bone as he drove his blade down his father’s neck and through his heart. He remembered the betrayed look in his eyes, the final words just moments before. “Ailos…no..!” He recalled the sight of the blood curdling up through his father’s mouth and the feeling of relief as he threw the body from the ramparts of his keep. Victory was almost always sweet, but in that moment, he abhorred it.

You were the instrument of all their demises. You could have saved them all with the power I offered you, boy. Will you take my gift now?

He shut the thoughts away until he finally found himself in the arms of Zeirya that night, his arms around her tightly as they laid in her bed. She ended up falling asleep before he did, or at least he thought so. His hand ran through those crimson locks slowly, his eyes staring at the wall remembering the night in extreme detail, over and over again.

Plucking the seed of corruption from the ground, siphoning its power, controlling it of his own accord. Shutting the whispers of N’zoth from his mind and taking what was right in front of him, giving into his desires for control. His desire to see the Scions free o Brown’s scrutiny. And when he had used the shadows to expel Zeirya from the barrier they were contained in? He sated his desire to keep the one of the people he could not live without, safe.

“You, will, submit!” He had commanded the seed with a mind of its own, and it had listened. Doing as its new master commanded and receding its corruption back into itself fully, quickly giving it to Lledwyn for it to be sealed. It had all started so wrong, and ended up being so easy to control. That primal power of commanding the shadows with his very mind and fingertips, it was intoxicating.

When he was sure that Zeirya wouldn’t have been bothered, he untangled himself from her and rose to his feet. Stepping out of her room and out into the fields of Erudition. He stood at one of the hay bales in the field and looked at it with a scrutinous gaze trying to reason what he could manage to do. He rose his hand to it, focusing his very will to it and slowly the void crept along his arm. Swirling around the appendage and manifesting as a cloud of shadows at his fingertips.

He looked at his hand and took a slow breath, looking back to the hay bale. “Pierce.” He muttered softly, the shadows quickly reacting. They swirled and formed short needle like structures and shot out, extending as they did so. They pierced through the soft hay and tore at its center. “Banish.” He commanded the shadows again, they left his hand completely and wrapped around the bale in a sphere. After a second, they dissipated and faded away, leaving no trace of the hay bale or their existence.

Ailos looked to his hand in quiet fear of what he had become, but also in a hunger to become so much more. He could control this, he could be stronger with this than he had ever been with the Light. His lips curled into a grin as he came to this realization, whispering to himself. “And so the sworn to Light, shall fall.” He sighed the words out as if reaching euphoria, lifting his gaze to the sky and calming himself.

He stared at the stars for a long time, finally bringing himself back down to Azeroth and turning to walk back into Zei’s room. Sliding back into the bed with her, resuming their old position, and letting himself fall to sleep.


In his sleep he found no rest or solace, the voices still plagued him. Even worse now that he had given into their corruption, no matter his level of control over it in such a short time. He was a paladin, a priest even, who had fallen from the Light. Whether it was divine retribution or the Void testing its new champion, he could not tell. But his night was cursed with a deep slumber, the memory of his first wife dying again to his own hand.

Her cold blue and dead eyes staring up at him, watching her head fall from her shoulders over and over again. The clouds of snow poofing up, her ichor like blood coating thick on his blades, staining his armor and his mind for an eternity. This had to be a punishment for everything he had done, there was no other explanation for it. All he could do was watch it happen repeatedly.

While in the real world he mumbled her name, screamed it at times. He could not be consoled by his lover, her touch keeping his mind intact, but not much further. He twitched violently, stirred and rolled in their bed, tears leaving his eyes. His chest heaving as he relived the battle, crying inaudibly in his slumber. Until finally as the sun’s first rays shined through the window and warmed his face, he shot up. Eyes alight in their fel fire, his body muggy with sweat. Panting, struggling to find breath.

Iilth qi mah'shar…” Echoed through his mind as he finally realized where he was, the whispers fading away. Their presence no longer felt.

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anonymous asked:





anonymous asked:

Aime and Forge: 4, 13, 17


4. Best places to kiss on their body

13. What gets them flustered

17. Regrets


4 and 13 answered!

17. Regrets

rinrinp42  asked:

What advice would you give a first time d&d player? My brother is running a one-shot for me, my friend, our mom, and our cousin and it's my first time ever, though I do listen to Campaign and I've helped him make decisions both as a player and a DM in the past

:) awesome!! I’m glad you’re getting to play! I obviously think the world of these games, and hope you have a wonderful time playing them.

the best pieces of advice I think I can give to players are the ones I wish I’d had myself going in so sorry in advance if they’re sloppy and not useful for you.

1. Put your stuff on the table. I tend to construct rapidly and elaborately in my head. I can be content doing that pretty much entirely. But the point of play is collaborative storytelling. No one will know the cool thing you thought up for your character or for the scene unless you say it. Take the risk. You won’t be thought of as silly. I promise. The GM wants your engagement. It’s, most likely, how they figure out how to mold their game to your/others’ liking. And a large portion of other players’ fun is getting to see you shine. Don’t hold stuff in. Be awesome.

2. It’s ok to focus on the bits that interest you. Does your character’s clothing interest you? Indulge that. The spell list? Spend time there. Whatever’s fun for you should be allowed to be fun. Don’t monopolize things entirely so things aren’t fun for other players, but don’t deny yourself your own fun. Collaboration means you’re all doing something together. Let yourself figure out what your part of that means.

3. You are allowed to call for time outs, out of character clarifications, or set ANY necessary boundaries along the way as you go. You’re also allowed to ask for trigger warnings going into things. That might seem daunting, so here’s an application that doesn’t press on things we traditionally think of as a boundary-breaching. Your character is playing quid-pro-quo with the needle-toothed mage. You’ve been at it for around 10 minutes, and she has been handily sidestepping the information that you want to get from her. You also suspect she is feeding you some misinformation. Nothing is happening outside of the rules. This is frustrating. You’re starting to get frustrated. You call for a time out, and check in with the GM, “Both my character and I are getting frustrated.” The break enables the GM, who had previously been acting as a character meant to frustrate your character to be able to step back enough to see the bleed taking place and alleviate your concerns. “Ah. Your character is DEFINITELY allowed to be frustrated right now. They are being fucked over. But I don’t want you to be. You also have a chance to turn this around through cunning or a good roll. Are we good to continue?” If you are, the scene is reframed as a collaborative effort again where you’re both on the same side, the side of the story. Asking for breaks to sort through stuff that’s more complex than what’s on the table is ALWAYS OK. It helps everyone.

4. Bring a water bottle. Drink water.

5. This isn’t one I ever needed, but it’s one I’ve seen lots of folks be shy about so I guess this is the place for it. Unless you’re playing a game that’s just you and the GM, games are, in my experience, at their best when the party loves each other unrepentantly. Not everyone is good about speaking up for themselves, or finding room to showcase their own special talents, so help them do that. Love each other by helping each other be awesome. “Lidda, you’d be great at that!” Is a * 0 * moment for a shy player. If your game is more rp focused, asking folks questions about themselves is going to get you cool answers, and forge neat bonds for your GM to mess with down the line. Play with each other. It is your GM’s responsibility to introduce villains and other relevant NPCs early enough to make you give a damn about them. They have to earn each important conversation you have with an npc. Not so with the party. You kids have fun and indulge each other. It’s the good stuff.

Errr that’s all for now I think. Have fun! Oh! And you are 1000% allowed to make your first character a self insert. ALL of your characters can be that. Don’t let anyone give you ANY flack for that. And smooch that cute Jaebrin. Honestly.

CLYDE: “You know, I’ve seen a few of you guys mention mean anons, but I still don’t know what exactly happened.”
CLYDE: “I wonder if I can find them in here—“

CRAIG: “Hey dude, I’m done. We should probably hit the hay soon, I’m exhausted.”
CLYDE: “Hey Craig, do you mind if I ask something?”
CRAIG: “Shoot.”
CLYDE: “….”
CLYDE: “Where are you sleeping?”
CRAIG: “…?”

CRAIG: “The floor? I don’t want to punch your broken arm or something in my sleep.”
CLYDE: “Oh. Haha. Alright then.”
CLYDE: “I’ll go ahead and turn off your computer dude.”

anonymous asked:

How would the MFW guys react when the MC makes them jealous ?

I hope I got this right. 

Yamato: His whole body twitched when he saw her chatting with some guy on the side of the street. He walked up to her, grabbed her arm, and began to drag her away with a grave look on his face. “Y-Yamato…?” He dragged her to an empty alleyway and forcefully pinned her arms above her head. “_____ has to be punished for making me feel this way…”

Takao: He had been working quite a lot. And when he was home for the short time that he was, she was always doing something. It seemed they could never be together. One day, he arrived home early to find her talking on the phone. “Oh yeah I remember that!” She laughed. Takao’s brows furrowed as he crept up behind her and snatched her phone out of her hands, quickly hanging up. “Takao?!” She squeaked in surprise. He suddenly slammed his lips against hers. “I’ve missed you…" 

Ren: He watched silently as she chatted animatedly with Daniel. The both of them were laughing and Ren downed a drink with a glare on his face. Daniel seemed to catch his gaze and quickly excused himself. She looked a little confused and turned to Ren who continued to glare at her. Later that night, he straddled her. "I didn’t like that…” He mumbled, his voice barely above a whisper. “Ren…?” “You…being so close with Daniel…" 

Saeki: She had her arms tied above her head with her shirt. She was squirming as Saeki scattered kisses all over her body, his mouth leaving angry red marks over her skin. "Now everyone will know you’re mine, ____!” He growled, biting down harshly on her bare thigh. It’s crazy to think this all started because she was hugging an old friend of hers…

Yuta: “Who’s a cutie?!” “Meow…” ____ squealed as she cuddled the tiny kitten to her chest. “Oh you’re just so adorable!” For that past 3 hours she’s been doing nothing but paying attention to that kitten. Yuta was peeked over the back of the couch with a pout of his face. “________________…..” He whined, finally gaining her attention. “Give me some attention too, would you?” He whined at her, causing her to giggle. “Is Yuta jealous of a little kitty?” “Yes.” He pouted.

Kunihiko: “Hey baby~” A guy leaned on the bar counter next to ____.She glanced over and gave a slight smile before turning her attention back to Kunihiko who had been talking but was now silently cleaning a cup. “Yo bartender, a drink for the lady, huh?” The guy snapped his fingers at Kuni, motioning to her. Kunihiko sighed and glared at the guy. “Sorry we’re closed.” He snapped. “But-” “Cloed. Please leave.” Once he was gone, Kunihiko made his way out from behind the counter and pressed his lips to her neck and roughly sucked on the skin there. “K-Kuni!” She cried out with a soft moan. “ust marking you.” He smirked.

Enjoy! :3

- Lilyღ

Last Kiss Lost Memories Campaign

Voltage Inc. posted a campaign for their upcoming app, My Last First Kiss on Facebook where you have to find a “Lost Memory” that they have hidden across 5 apps. I have found all 5 so as usual, here they are… (*^◡^*)

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skydisneylover  asked:

I know I just asked for MSB, but can you also write a headcanon for the morning ing after you firtst make love with the MFW cast? Please and thank you!

Yamato: As soon as your eyes opened, the teasing began. Your face turned red and you hid under the sheets as he continued to tease you.

Ren: When you woke up, he began to press soft kisses to your face. 

Takao: Being woken up to the sound of his soft voice was something else. You opened your eyes to see him smiling down at you with nothing but love in his eyes. 

Yuta: You woke to find him still passed out. He was clinging to your side, snoring softly as he slept, completely unaware of how cute he looked. 

Saeki: “Care for another round?” Saeki whispered huskily into your ear making your face burst into flames.

Kuni: You began to wake up when you felt his soft lips pressing against your neck. You woke to see him smirking down at you, his eyes glowing with mischief. 

- Lily

To raise @goddessofroyalty moral, let me tell you about my week-end, where a childhood friend married her long-term boyfriend. It was far away from the part of France where we come from, so not a lot of people I knew had come. And I was…not bored, there was some people I knew, and I was happy for her, and also shamelesly using the occasion to buy a new red dress, but perhaps still a little daydreaming about headcanons from @goddessofroyalty about Cody and Obi-Wan and omegaverse when a old aunt suddenly apppeared, surprising me “:So, you seems faraway, what are you thinking of ?”

She was probably thinking it was the very handsome brother of my friend (beause he is, my God, I remember him as an akward teenager what happened to him?) and I was there, trying deseperatly to forge an answer that didn’t include fictionnal characters getting fucked on a breeding bench…

Demon!ReaderXCas- part 2

Request: Could you do a part of the casxdemon!reader please?

Request: Can you do a part two of the castielxdemon!reader please? I love your writing

Request: Omg can I get a part 2 for the Castiel x Demon!Reader fic

Request: Hey I finally remembered to request on a Monday :D, I was wondering if you could write a cas x reader where one of them comforts the other

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anonymous asked:

can you write a kissing headcannon of the MFW guys like how you did for the PIL guys?

Yamato: Your wrists were pinned beside your head. His lips were pressed against yours in a bruising kiss. His lips were so soft yet rough at the same time as they moved against yours in heated fervor. 

Ren: He was so gentle. He treated you as if you could break at any moment. His arms were wrapped securely around your waist as he moved his soft lips against yours.

Saeki: His kisses were always so passionate. When he kissed you, it made you feel like you were the most important thing in the world. Your arms were wrapped around his neck, pulling his closer to you.

Takao: He was hovering above you, his body pressed against yours. His hands gently running up and down your sides, caressing your sides. His lips were moving heatedly against yours, soft moans leaving his lips.

Yuta: Your legs were wrapped around his waist, your core pressed against the growing bulge in his pants. Your fingers tangled in his soft locks, causing a breathless moan to pass his lips. You giggled and pulled his lips harder against yours.

Kunihiko: Your cheeks were burning hot from his experienced kisses. His hands had sneacked underneath your shirt, groping your full breasts. When a moan escaped your lips, he took the chance to sneak his tongue into your mouth. He left no part of your mouth untouched by his tongue. 

* sigh * School stars tomorrow. Anyway…


- Lily

bon-chi  asked:

What do you think each of the MFW guys would say the first thing after seeing the MC hard work on giving birth to their child? Anyway thanks for answering our asks, please don't forget to rest <3

You got it! :3

Yamato: “Hey there Pouty…” He approached her. Despite seeming completely composed, she could see the concern in his eyes.

Takao: “A-Are you alright?! Do you feel okay?” He asks, clearly concerned for her as she laid there sweaty and warn out. 

Ren: “You did so good…” He whispered, a faint smile on his face as he brushed her sweaty bangs off her forehead.

Saeki: Saeki pressed a soft kiss to her forehead. “You did well, ____. So well.”

Yuta: Yuta rushed into the room immedaitely to her side. “____! _____!” He hugged her, whispering her name over and over again between his tears. He was so happy. 

Kunihiko: “_____,” Kuni hugged her, not minding that she was sweaty. “She’s beautiful. Our baby girl is so beautiful, _____.” He had tears in his eyes that made her smile.

Enjoy loves! :D

- Lily

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anonymous asked:

(Still Annitsu) Can you make something where yamato and MC (Annitsu) get into an argument, and yamato leaves the house to cool down, and is gone longer than planned, (several hours), and decides to bring home groceries) meanwhile, she decided to take a hot bath, and stayed in too long, and is about to pass out from being in the bath several hours.. Yamato comes home, and finds the bathroom door locked, and she is not answering him, so he has to kick the door in.(maybe some slight romantic end)?

Kyaa! Yamatooo~ (hehe love this guy >3<) and sure I can ^ ^ hehe it’ll be a good getaway from BMP XD and…at the start it says ‘(Still Annitsu)’…does that mean you sent another ask at some point or am I just being stupid? Just wondering coz if you did I didn’t get it >.< he…he…he…aaaaanyyywaaay~



“I don’t know why you’re trying to make me feel bad!” he screamed, red-faced with anger as he glared at her. “You’re the one that’s being unfaithful!” She looked at him in shock, tears streaming down her face. “I’m being unfaithful?!?! Geez Yamato, do you even hear yourself?! IT WAS FOR WORK. HE WAS A CUSTOMER. I WAS SERVING HIM. Now please explain to me how that is being unfaithful!” She was waving her arms around in frustration as she shouted back. “I don’t care if he was a freaking customer! What I do care about is the fact that you’re going around TOUCHING other guys!!” “I SPILLED COFFEE ON HIM! OF COURSE I HAD TO CLEAN UP THE MESS!!!” She just couldn’t even begin to process how ridiculous he was being. What was with him? All she had done was clean up the shirt of a poor customer that had been the victim of her clumsiness. Why couldn’t he understand that? “You know what?! I don’t even care anymore! ARGH!” and with that, he stormed out of the apartment, slamming the door shut behind him.

She stood there, shocked. “What…just…happened?” A flood of emotions attacked her. Confusion…anger…pain….worry. “H-he’ll be back soon…” she whispered to herself, desperately trying to reassure the nerves that were attacking her. “He WILL be back soon…right?” As she stood there, uncertain of how things would end up, Annitsu shook her head, as if doing so would free her from the worries that were swirling around her brain. “W-Well who cares? H-He was in the wrong anyway…I know! I-I just need to relax…” Though there was no-one to hear her, she spoke out to herself, almost trying to fill the empty apartment that she stood in. Nodding decisively, she padded towards the bathroom and began to soak in the relaxing water.


“Damnit! Stupid Pouty…when will she understand?” Yamato grumbled to himself as he held his arms, trying to warm himself up in the piercing cold. He sighed, thinking aloud. “Well…I suppose I can’t really go back now…not after what just happened…hm…maybe I’ll go to the supermarket…” and with that, he marched off, confidence in his steps replacing the uncertain shuffles he had been walking with before.

Back at the apartment, Annitsu was still soaking in the tub, though the water was now lukewarm and the originally relaxing aroma was wearing off. “…he’s still not back yet…I wonder why he’s not back ye-”

~3 hours later~

“I’m hooomee! Geez…who knew that so many supermarkets would be closed this late at night?” Yamato muttered to himself as he walked through the apartment door, changed his shoes and strided in with shopping bags clutched in both hands. “I said, I’m hooooommmee!!” He yelled louder, thinking that she hadn’t heard his earlier announcement. “Hm? No answer? …maybe she’s asleep…Pouty?” after placing the shopping bags into the kitchen, he made his way into the bedroom, expecting Annitsu to be sleeping peacefully on her side of the bed, as she usually would be at this time. However, when he pushed the door open…the bed was empty…and Annitsu was nowhere to be seen. “…Pouty?” Fear began to pierce his heart as he went to check the storage room. “Pouty? P-pouty where are you?” When she was still nowhere to be found, he chuckled nervously. “Ha..ha..C-Come on Pouty…y-you’re hiding aren’t you? W-Well it’s not funny anymore…so you can come out now!” Nervousness was replaced with panic as there was still no sign of her. “Pouty? Come on Annitsu! I told you, it’s NOT funny anymore!” He shouted in frustration as frightening fears began to swirl in his mind. Where could she be this late at night? She should know it’s not safe for a girl to wonder the streets alone at this hour…M-Maybe I was too hard on her…? D-Don’t tell me…she left? The last thought shot his heart as he ran to the door. “Damnit Annitsu…you better be safe…” Just as he was about to leave the hall, he heard a splash coming from the bathroom. It was faint…but it was there. Hearing it, he ran to the bathroom door and tried to rush in…only to discover that it was locked…and began knocking. “Pouty? Are you there? C-Come on…open up! …I-I’m sorry okay? Now unlock the door!” After a few minutes he began to worry again. Why isn’t she opening the door? …Why isn’t she answering? Hastily, he warned. “Pou-Annitsu..I’m coming in okay?” Backing up ever so slightly, he ran towards the door and pushed against it with his shoulder, summoning all his strength to make it burst open. As he went flying in, he discovered her sitting peacefully, eyes closed in the bath. The water had turned cold and it seemed that she had lost conciousness…but she was ok…and that was all that mattered. Relief flooded him as he chuckled. “Oh Pouty…what am I ever going to do with you?” Gently, he lifted her out of the tub and wrapped a towel round her, kissing her forehead as he did so. “ least you didn’t leave a jealous loser like me…” he muttered under his breath, as he proceeded to carry her to the bedroom.

As he did so, she began to stir, her eyes fluttering open, she looked up in surprise. “Y-Yamato?! W-What are you doing here?” her mouth was wide open in shock as he looked down at her in fake annoyance. “Duh, I live here remember? Or did you forget already, thinking about that loser at the bar?” he teased, watching her squirm. “Wha-Yamato I told you! he was just a cust- mmf!” Annitsu didn’t get to finish her protest as he silenced her with a kiss. “Y-Yamato…?” His expression softened as he gazed down at her, stopping in the hallway. “Shh…I know…and I’m sorry…I know that I was being unreasonable…it’s just that…seeing you being so…close to another guy made me so angry…” his expression turned troubled as he spoke. “It’s your fault you know…” “M-My fault?!” she exclaimed. “Well of course it is!” he smirked, “Whenever it involves you…I can’t help but be jealous! After all, what would I do if some asshole came and whisked you away?! Today proved that I just can’t live without you…so you’ll just have to take responsibilty and spend the rest of your life with me!” He proclaimed, resuming his route to the bedroom. “Wh-what are you talking about?” was all she could force out, whispering as her cheeks proceeded to blush a brilliant red. Throwing her onto the bed, he chuckled and bent down to kiss her yet again. “You really are too cute aren’t you?” He spent the rest of the night with her in his arms, every now and then tightening his grip and whispering, “My Pouty…”


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