mini scoots

Chapter 1 (BBS Monster AU)

The world we now live in, is a world where humans are not just the dominant species. Discovered in 1737 Western Europe, a new species named Monsters, were bor. They were created, by a vengeful spirit, named Lucifer, to terrorize the damned creatures he helped create. He looked for the most evil, sadistic creatures that he knew would do damage to the lives of many, but, there wasn’t many like that, surprisingly. Eventually, he found one that went by the name of Misdius Cearo. He was tall, toned and down right gorgeous. Misdius was a man who always had the ladies flocking towards him, which was great for him. After love making he would slit their knecks and hang their heads off the ceiling. He never felt anything romantic when it came to the intercourse, neither did he when it came to women.
Eventually, the towns people discovered his killings, after their princess went missing. They nailed him to a stake and before they burned him alive, he said, “ May the devil be in my favor, and demons be cast upon this treacherous world.” The burning was pushed away, and around twenty five to thirty graves were made for all the women who were viciously murdered.
Lucifer took this chance and created something out of the woman killer. Misdius sprouted out torn up looking wings, and a tail with the end of it being a scythe. Misdius was transformed into a being of pure evil and terror, that would soon terrorize the upper grounds with his demonic presence.
Lucifer ended up making more and more monsters, totalling up to two hundred. The world saw how much hell was bringing upon their disease infested life, and they had to stop it. They decided to make the MHA (Monster Hunter Association), in 1739, to help exterminate the monsters.
One by one, the monsters, and hunters, dropped like flies. All, but Misdius died off in the next ten years. Outraged, Lucifer casted Misdius to stay in the human world and recreate his army again.
And so with that, that’s were we begin our story.

The year now is 2016. Our new setting is in San Antonio, Texas, at The Creeptacular-an amusement park focused on all things scary and creepy, but half of the large amusement park is now abandoned, with woods seperating the abandoned and non-abandoned part.

“Come one! Come all! And welcome to the Creeptacular!” A tall showman exclaimed.
He shook the hands of young children and greeted parents. The smell of popcorn and cotton candy was in the air, while people talked among themselves and the sounds of games was what was heard. A certain pair of eyes watched from the woods, and smiled to himself, under his mask.
“Delirious. It’s time for the meeting,” A man made of fire, said in a bored tone.
“I know, I know, Wildcat,” Delirious said sighing under his plague doctor mask, and turned his back to the amusement park.
Wildcat poofed his way back, only moving five meters every poof. Delirious followed behind, floating just over the surface of the wood’s floor. They passed the gigantic ten foot clown head, that was laying on the floor with an eerie smile on it’s broken face, and passed the old carousel. Eventually they made their way to the circus looking tent that had a bunch of large holes on the top, and dirt patches at the bottom of it. When they entered, a large, rectangular, scratched up table was in the center of it, and lights hung from the top of the tent. A few of the lights flickered and we’re broken, but you could clearly see what, and who, was in the tent.
A few of the others were there, already. Which were Evan, Daithi, and Mini. Evan was the Jersey Devil. He spawned the lower body of a goat, a snake tail, two crooked looking horns, and two ripped up wings. He was usually their aid, who they would go to in time of need.
Daithi was a ghost. He died at a young age, but somehow matured over his ghost years. He was completely white, from head to toe. He had a paper bag with two circles cut in it so he could see, but the shading from it made it seem like he had none. He wore baggy jeans, with with a flannel shirt, and some beat up looking sneakers. Chains fell through the floor as he floated a few feet in the air, talking to Evan.
Mini was in the right side of the table, spinning in his velvet, torn up chair. A wheel was missing so he replaced that with stone. Mini was a shapeshifter, but today he was in his actual form, or the form he was born with. He had brown hair, styled to the side, black glasses, a orange tee-shirt, and skinny jeans, with his favorite black Converse shoes on.
Evan was the first one to notice the two, and greeted them with a smile. Daithi looked over and waved, while Mini kept spinning, but yelled out, “Hey, guys!” Delirious and Wildcat greeted them, and took their seats. Wildcat sat next to Evan, trying his best to not catch the chair on fire. Delirious sat next to Mini, but scoot closer to help him spin faster, using his blue glowing shadow.
Eventually, the rest of the gang flocked in. Cartoonz, a demon, fell from the top of the tent, creating another hole. He muttered a ‘ah shit’ and dusted himself off. He dragged his ball and chain to sit at the table, right next to Delirious. He grinned at everyone and slammed his head on the table, falling asleep.
Ohmwrecker, a ghoul, walked in and simply pulled out his chair, sitting next to Wildcat. He crossed his arms and said, “well hello there everyone. Isn’t the fog right now so disgusting?” He giggled lightly and looked over everyone.
Ohmwrecker, and Cartoonz were the stronger ones of the gang. Ohmwrecker was a ghoul, so his food was everywhere he went. On top of that, he has 10 spikes that stick out of his body that grow whenever he feels threatened to protect his head. He could easily sprout out energy from his hands too. Cartoonz was a full blown demon, unlike Delirious. Cartoonz was born a demon, not created into one. And unlike Delirious, he shows no mercy to any age, while Delirious, and the others, showed mercy to those of a young age. Toonz was the type of demon who took life from intercourse, and didn’t mind getting hurt or his hands dirty. He usually used his satanic powers to turn other’s insides their outsides, but that was just a hobby.
Everyone quieted down and focused all their attention on Evan. He cleared his throat and looked over everyone.
“ We have an issue,” he said in a low tone, “ the MHA are growing and getting into our territory. We have to start being more vigilant and put our senses on high.”
The monsters quietly conversed between each other and then Mini spoke up. “ When I was talking to Brock and Brian, they said that they were moving more to this part of Texas. If I find anything else, I’ll tell you all instantly. ”
Brock and Brian were two of Mini’s friends, who just so happened to be the head of sector seven and sector fifteen in the MHA. They didn’t know that Mini was a monster, because, well…he looked human. You couldn’t even tell he was a monster unless you see him shift, which he’s pretty good at covering up from others.
Evan nodded his head, and looked at Ohm. “ I want you to start watching over the carousel area,” then looked at everyone else and gave them a specific area to look over. They all nodded their head and one by one all left to go do something. Evan sighed and slumped into his large torn up sofa.

Heels clicked through the hallway as a tall, broad man shuffled through the halls in a black suit. His hair pushed to the side and his briefcase moving side to side, following his hand movement. He looked over at the sides of the hallways as the lower MHA hunters bowed at him, and held their tongue. He made a sharp turn to the right and walked down the hall, until he came to double, metal, bolted doors. He placed his thumb in the scanner next to the large metallic doors, and once it said all of his name, he walked in, setting his briefcase down.
“ About time, dumbass,” a short drake skinned man said angrily at him.
“ Calm down, Marcel. I was only late by three minutes,” the man said in an Irish tone.
“ Three minutes!? You fucking bagel! You were late by thirty seven minutes, Brian!” Marcel exclaimed, angrily.
Brian rolled his eyes and looked up at the large screen in front of him. It had a picture of a man in his early forties, torn to shreds from his neck to his lower torso.
“ What’s this disgusting mess?” Brian asked nonchalantly.
“ That is William Backster. He was walking home from the grocery store, at two thirty-five p.m., and was found five hours later, in a ditch, right next to his home by a few joggers,” a man with a half shaved head said piping in.
“ Any evidence that this was a monster that killed him, Brock?”
“ The teeth marks found on his shoulders and the claws that ripped his body can be concluded that it was an Adlet,” Brock changed the screen to a picture of the humanoid dog like creature.
“ That’s a big doggy!!!” A small man said, with a squeaky voice, in the corner, stuffing his face with gummy worms.
Brian just looked at him quickly to see his happy face munching on the large bag of sugary worms.
“ You must have diabetes from all that sugar,” Brian said with a slightly annoyed tone.
“ You must have a stick far up your ass if you’re this much of a party pooper, mom,” Lui pushed in more gummy worms and started to spin in his chair.
Brian didn’t even respond and just looked back at the screen. He read over the data that was given on the creature.
Lui was head of sector two. His nick name was “small destroyer”. He was the second oldest of the twenty sector heads, at the age of thirty. He was notorious for his large sweet tooth and love of gummy worms. And scythes.
Marcel was head of sector eight. He was known for his smart mouth and his short temper. He was great at handling pistols and small pocket knifes. He was only of the age of twenty three.
Brian was the head of sector fifteen. He was of the age of twenty three. He is best known for his smart remarks and his amazing use of a morning star.
Brock was of the age of twenty four, and the head of sector seven. He was known for his calm and sweet behavior, while still holding his ground. He is best known for his use of sickles, also.
“ Alright boys. I think it’s time to go hunt us this damn dog.,” Brian grabbed his suitcase and headed out the door. The other three followed behind him, holding suitcases as well.
“ Awww!!! My gummy worms are all gone! Brian! Brian! Can we stop for more!?” Lui asked in an excited tone, flinging his long suitcase around.
Brian pushed the case out of his face and sighed, “ why the hell not? I’m thirsty anyways.” He pushed the down button and got into the elevator. The four listened to the crappie elevator music until they made their way to the first floor.
“ Let’s go get that fucking Adlet bitch,” Brian threw his fist in the air in a victorious way, while Marcel grunted, Lui rambled about gummy worms, and Brock just smiled.

(Words: 2006)

adrogony  asked:

minicat;; late night cuddles :D

Based on this.


Craig sighed as he laid in the bed by himself, recollecting the argument he and Tyler had been through earlier. Of course, they had small little scuffles every now and again, what couple didn’t? But big fights weren’t usually that common of an occurrence for them in their relationship. And Craig wasn’t sure whether to classify this fight as something huge or not. All he knew was that he didn’t like the feeling of the bed all by himself, and he hoped Tyler would come to join him soon. After all, it was getting relatively late, and the older man was still in his office, playing games supposedly.

Ultimately, Craig felt like it was his fault. He knew he should have told Tyler about his parents coming to visit them, but he physically couldn’t bring himself to do it. He knew that his longtime boyfriend didn’t enjoy company, and Mini’s parents could definitely be a little overbearing at times. Imagine the taller man’s surprise when Craig’s mother and father showed up at the door. After that, he was pissy all day, and Craig tried to ignore it, but by the end of the night he had said something to Tyler about it.

“Look,” The younger man started. “If we’re going to do this for real, you need to realize that we’re going to have to see each others families more than once a year.”

“It’s not that, Craig…” Tyler had told him, running a hand through his hair. “I’m just, I’m not ready yet.”

“Not ready?” Craig questioned. “Tyler, it’s been over a year!”

“It might be easy for you to say that… Your family likes me, they accept you… And I don’t know if mine will do the same. It’s harder for me, okay? You need to understand that. Not everybody has an open mind like that.”

Craig shook his head, trying to shake the argument out of it as well. It was a fight that the couple had time and time again, because Tyler didn’t want to come out yet. To their families, they were roommates, keeping up the whole facade of two friends living together… And it was a mess. Mini was sick of it, but he loved Tyler to death, so he wasn’t sure what to do about the situation. Hell, what could he do? He was stuck between a rock and hard place, and he didn’t want to force Tyler into something that he didn’t want to do.

When he heard footsteps approaching, Mini was immediately drawn from his thoughts. Wildcat was finally coming to bed, and he had to give a sigh of relief at that. However, when the taller man actually got into the bed to lay down, he rolled over, turning away from Craig, and getting as close to the edge of the bed as he could. The younger man rolled his eyes, of course Tyler would do something childish like that. So, Mini followed suit, scooting to his edge of the bed as well, silently huffing to himself in the process.

They stayed like that for about two minutes, until both of them turned towards each other suddenly with a hasty “I’m sorry.” The two had rolled towards the other so fast, they had managed to bump heads.

“Ow, Craig, your fucking forehead!” Tyler got out as he winced, and Craig couldn’t control his laughter as he moved closer to his boyfriend. He wrapped his arms around him, ignoring the pain in his head, and reveled in the bliss.

“Are you okay?” He finally asked, once the chaos died down.

Tyler smiled down at the smaller man in his arms, “I don’t know… I might have a concussion.”

“That’s not what I meant.” Mini got out.

The older man sighed, “I know what you meant… And I’m fine… It’ll happen someday.”

“I don’t want to rush you into anything.” He replied, tightening his grip as they cuddled in the big bed with one another. This is how most of their fights usually ended, and this is how they usually made up with each other. “I like this, and I love you.” He grinned, puckering his lips for a sign that he wanted a kiss. Tyler obliged, pressing his own lips to his boyfriend’s.

“I love you too.”

Chance Encounter in L.A.

Author’s Note: This story is very different from what I have done. I started writing this a couple months ago but the idea has been there since @emilyevanston and I discussed over the summer about writing a story with each other characters. She did a great story Chance Encounter that featured Sammie. So, it’s my turn with this story to feature Emily. I’m grateful she let me use Emily in this. Thank you, Kate. You’re the best! I also have to thank @theycallmebecca for her beta skills. Thank you for reading this and editing and helping with the crazy errors I made. I’m also including @emilyevanston tag list as well since it features Emily.

Warnings: LOTS OF SMUTTY SMUT!!! Chris x Sammie(OFC), Sammie x Emily(OFC)

Word Count: 4468 

Sammie had agreed to an entire week of work off to go with Chris to L.A. He was doing some press out there for a movie as well as a few meetings and he wanted her to tag along. He promised her she would have a fun time even though he would be doing a lot of press.

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Sam wakes up to Dean shoving his arm gently. It’s morning, so he’s probably been out all night.

“Are we home?” Sam asks, squinting at the sunlight.

“Nah. Gas station. We’re an hour away. Just gotta take a leak. Go back to sleep, kid.” Dean gets out of the car and Sam is too overtired to go back to sleep. His stomach growls and his eyes widen. Dean is halfway to the mini mart when he scoots over and honks the horn, startling him. “Dude!”

“Sorry, I. I’m hungry.”

“Alright. I’ll get you some breakfast.” Sam smiles and yawns, scooting back over to his side. Once his vision fully clears, he glances up at the prop amulet hanging from the rearview mirror. It shocks him a little; he forgot it was there while he was sleeping. It means so much Dean made the effort. Sam thinks it’s finally the right time. He looks out the window, just to make sure Dean is still inside, and reaches into the backseat for his backpack. He digs through it until he feels the cold brass in his hand. He smiles, taking the prop down and hanging the beautiful original on the mirror. It looks perfect, like it belongs there.

Maybe Dean isn’t ready to wear it proudly like he used to, but hanging it up seems enough of a gesture for now. Sam feels a turn in the pit of his stomach he hasn’t felt in decades. Is it sense memory because he’s giving Dean the amulet for essentially the first time? He almost wants to take it back. Maybe it isn’t the right time. Maybe he isn’t ready.

Before he can change his mind, his brother walks out of the store with a couple of paper bags. Dean slides back into the Impala casually  maybe he won’t notice – and hands Sam one of the bags. Inside, there’s a warm gas-station version of an Egg McMuffin, a pack of gum, and three assorted granola bars. Of course, Dean pulls out candy and a giant hot dog from his bag.

“Thanks, Dean.”

“Don’t mention it.” They eat in silence for ten seconds until Dean looks up and sees it. His smile fades but his eyes gloss over. Oh, God. Sam’s upset him. I shouldn’t have done it, it wasn’t the right time, this is awful… “Sammy.” Dean’s voice gains his attention. He looks up and prepares himself for the onset storm. “You pulled that thing from the trash?” Sam nods. “Well. I hope you cleaned it before hanging it back up there. Don’t want a smelly necklace in Baby.”

Sam doesn’t know what to say, so he doesn’t say anything. He just smiles at Dean and his brother thankfully smiles back. They finish eating and take off. Maybe Dean isn’t ready to wear it again, but he knows Sam loves him enough to keep it and that’s all that matters to him right now.