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mindcrackloveShort ficlets.
Pause stalked back onto the server, throwing the door open before throwing himself onto the couch. Beef poked his head out of the other room, blinking at Pause.
“What's wrong Pause?” Beef said before jerking back as Pause started to howl.
“MC BEAT ME AGAIN AT MARIO KART AND IT'S NOT FAIR I PRACTICED SO MUCH!” Pause howled. Beef mumbled to himself about Pause needing to learn how to control his audio levels but still went over to sit down next to the sniffling annoyed native.
“It's okay. You're here now, I'm sure we can figure out something to take your mind off the race,” Beef said, wrapping arms around Pause.
Pause turned towards Beef, face dark. “Yeah. I can think of something,” he said, voice low as he pushed Beef down onto the couch.
Beef smirked. He liked it when Pause took charge, since he normally had to do all the work himself. It might be a rough night ahead, but it would be a nice change.
- - - - - - - - - - -
At this point, Van knew he shouldn't be answering text messages from either Pause or Rob.
And yet here was, answering their weird questions about tentacles, hentai, and porn in general. Maybe he shouldn't have said anything at all. They would have gotten bored eventually and stopped asking such odd questions.
Or maybe Rob would have appeared anyway, carrying what he deemed “the tentacle dildo of doom” and still tried to use it on Van.
Okay, not tried, he succeeded on using it.
He used it quite well as Pause watched Van, tied to the bed as Rob used the tentacles in such interesting ways.
And if Van stopped answering the text messages, he'd never get to do such interesting things again.
So he kept answering the messages.
- - - - - - - - - - -
Nebris threw his diamond sword against the wall, watching as it shattered finally, used, broken.
“Aren't you going to make a new one?” Etho said, voice crackling over the comms, taunting. Nebris slumped down on the ground, arms wrapped around his legs, face buried.
He heard the faint sound of footsteps. He smirked as he palmed the small dagger in his hand, face hidden.
“Are you okay?” Etho said, laying a hand on his shoulder.
Jerking around, Nebris swung the dagger at Etho, only to fall still as he felt the cold diamond blade that Etho had out pressed against his throat.
“Predictable,” Etho said with a sigh. Nebris dropped the dagger as Etho dug his fingers into his wrist with his free hand.
Nebris' mouth felt dry as Etho got closer and closer. He closed his eyes as he felt Etho's breath against his skin, warm despite Etho's mask.
Why couldn't they just have a normal relationship? Nebris thought before biting his tongue, stopping himself from groaning as Etho nearly purred, rubbing against him.
Then again, normal was so boring after all this.
- - - - - - - - - - -
“One day you're going to push it too far, one day you'll regret it,” BTC said, frowning at Rob. Rob smirked at him, finger an inch from his mask.
“One day, you're going to take off that mask,” Rob said. BTC glared at Rob behind his mask. Rob not acknowledging his annoyance was just making him well...more annoyed. “Now just stand there, I need some full body shots of you so I can photoshop your head...well, mask, onto someone elses body,” Rob said.
BTC launched himself at Rob, sending the phone hurtling across the room.
“Frustrating,”
“Often.”
“Infuriating”
“Always!”
“Asshole!”
“Never ever.”
BTC glared down at Rob as Rob just smirked back at him. Even though he clearly had Rob at a disadvantage, with Rob on his back and his fingers around Rob's throat, he still felt like Rob was in control.
Rob's smirk started to fade as BTC's fingers dug into his throat deeper.
“You want to see my face, huh? I can make it the last thing you ever see,” BTC said, voice dripping with malice as he pulled his mask off slowly, staring down at Rob. Rob's eyes were hazy as he tried to focus on BTC's face, breath pained and short.
“Please...” Rob manages to gasp out before BTC shakes him, hard, head and body hitting the ground.
“Shut up,” BTC said, although he does release Rob's throat, slightly.
Rob falls silent for once.
BTC hisses quietly, amusement clearly written on your face.
“I can see why you hide your face. No one near you would ever get any work done if you didn't,” Rob croaked out before BTC was kissing him, silencing him. No amount of pain could shut up Rob when he wanted to talk, it seemed.
Pause stalked back onto the server, throwing the door open before throwing himself onto the couch. Beef poked his head out of the other room, blinking at Pause.
“What's wrong Pause?” Beef said before jerking back as Pause started to howl.
“MC BEAT ME AGAIN AT MARIO KART AND IT'S NOT FAIR I PRACTICED SO MUCH!” Pause howled. Beef mumbled to himself about Pause needing to learn how to control his audio levels but still went over to sit down next to the sniffling annoyed native.
“It's okay. You're here now, I'm sure we can figure out something to take your mind off the race,” Beef said, wrapping arms around Pause.
Pause turned towards Beef, face dark. “Yeah. I can think of something,” he said, voice low as he pushed Beef down onto the couch.
Beef smirked. He liked it when Pause took charge, since he normally had to do all the work himself. It might be a rough night ahead, but it would be a nice change.
- - - - - - - - - - -
At this point, Van knew he shouldn't be answering text messages from either Pause or Rob.
And yet here was, answering their weird questions about tentacles, hentai, and porn in general. Maybe he shouldn't have said anything at all. They would have gotten bored eventually and stopped asking such odd questions.
Or maybe Rob would have appeared anyway, carrying what he deemed “the tentacle dildo of doom” and still tried to use it on Van.
Okay, not tried, he succeeded on using it.
He used it quite well as Pause watched Van, tied to the bed as Rob used the tentacles in such interesting ways.
And if Van stopped answering the text messages, he'd never get to do such interesting things again.
So he kept answering the messages.
- - - - - - - - - - -
Nebris threw his diamond sword against the wall, watching as it shattered finally, used, broken.
“Aren't you going to make a new one?” Etho said, voice crackling over the comms, taunting. Nebris slumped down on the ground, arms wrapped around his legs, face buried.
He heard the faint sound of footsteps. He smirked as he palmed the small dagger in his hand, face hidden.
“Are you okay?” Etho said, laying a hand on his shoulder.
Jerking around, Nebris swung the dagger at Etho, only to fall still as he felt the cold diamond blade that Etho had out pressed against his throat.
“Predictable,” Etho said with a sigh. Nebris dropped the dagger as Etho dug his fingers into his wrist with his free hand.
Nebris' mouth felt dry as Etho got closer and closer. He closed his eyes as he felt Etho's breath against his skin, warm despite Etho's mask.
Why couldn't they just have a normal relationship? Nebris thought before biting his tongue, stopping himself from groaning as Etho nearly purred, rubbing against him.
Then again, normal was so boring after all this.
- - - - - - - - - - -
“One day you're going to push it too far, one day you'll regret it,” BTC said, frowning at Rob. Rob smirked at him, finger an inch from his mask.
“One day, you're going to take off that mask,” Rob said. BTC glared at Rob behind his mask. Rob not acknowledging his annoyance was just making him well...more annoyed. “Now just stand there, I need some full body shots of you so I can photoshop your head...well, mask, onto someone elses body,” Rob said.
BTC launched himself at Rob, sending the phone hurtling across the room.
“Frustrating,”
“Often.”
“Infuriating”
“Always!”
“Asshole!”
“Never ever.”
BTC glared down at Rob as Rob just smirked back at him. Even though he clearly had Rob at a disadvantage, with Rob on his back and his fingers around Rob's throat, he still felt like Rob was in control.
Rob's smirk started to fade as BTC's fingers dug into his throat deeper.
“You want to see my face, huh? I can make it the last thing you ever see,” BTC said, voice dripping with malice as he pulled his mask off slowly, staring down at Rob. Rob's eyes were hazy as he tried to focus on BTC's face, breath pained and short.
“Please...” Rob manages to gasp out before BTC shakes him, hard, head and body hitting the ground.
“Shut up,” BTC said, although he does release Rob's throat, slightly.
Rob falls silent for once.
BTC hisses quietly, amusement clearly written on your face.
“I can see why you hide your face. No one near you would ever get any work done if you didn't,” Rob croaked out before BTC was kissing him, silencing him. No amount of pain could shut up Rob when he wanted to talk, it seemed.
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Date: Saturday, June 14th, 2014 10:18 pm (UTC)There must be more!
;D
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Date: Saturday, June 14th, 2014 10:52 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: Sunday, June 15th, 2014 12:25 am (UTC)it's so good...
also, so were the rest of these!
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Date: Sunday, June 15th, 2014 12:38 am (UTC)no subject
Date: Sunday, June 15th, 2014 02:24 am (UTC)