Open smut post

[notaccurate]

OKAY.

SO.

This is a smut post. Just tag in here and tell me which of my characters you want for smut, and it will happen. Any version is ok: OU, AU, game versions of characters, whatever. Just two (or more) people boning, that's what this post is about.

Also I was going to post this with Luca's journal to use his butt icon but then I realized his paid was expired, so no butt icons for you. Sorry.

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[fundemetal]

Nanaki for a PJO AU?

[findsrisks]

I am ok with this.

You want to get this started, or me?

[fundemetal]

Do you mind starting? That way you can establish Nanaki into the universe.

aw yeahhhhhh AUs

[scarred]

[If there was anything Klaud had learned so far from her time in Japan it was that they certainly knew how to throw elaborate ceremonies.

When they had decided on a traditional marriage ceremony she had done her best to read up on the material on what exactly was expected of her during her own wedding. In the end it only served to alienate her even more, lost in a vast sea of culture she was still trying to catch up on.

She felt strange in this kimono, completely out of place and uncomfortable. During her dressing they had tried to pull back her hair, which would have left the heavily scarred part of her face open, but she refused. No one needed to see that, even if her uneven hair stained the rest of her appearance.

Yet by now she was just ready to leave and shed this kimono off as soon as humanly possible.]

aww yus

[paladaddy]

[Traditional weddings were shit, Shiro decided.

Sure, it appeased the higher-ups in the Japanese branch of the Order. They were big on tradition and ceremonies, so of course a marriage between two high-ranking exorcists was bound to be an event. But by the time the reception had started, Shiro was tired of wearing all of this formal wear, and he was tired of sitting there and smiling.

Which was why, as the sun started it's slow decent to the horizon and they began hour number seven of this ridiculous ceremony, Shiro leaned over to Klaud to discreetly whisper to her.]

How are you holding up?

[He had plans, but first he had to see how his blushing bride was doing.]

[scarred]

[It's difficult not to give him a withering stare in response to his question, but she manages. Instead she just exhales quietly, replying in the same hushed tone.]

As well as you are, I assume.

[takesrisks]

iyaa nanaki-sama so bold~

[findsrisks]

[SO.

THIS IS A THING THAT'S HAPPENING.]

Hey, Banjou?

[takesrisks]

Yeah, Nanaki?

[whataniceguy]

look i'm a horrible person

you know this

YOU WANT SOME OF THIS? I'LL TAKE ANY OF YOUR AONO MUSES

HERE HAVE A BON

[kyotoprincess]

[Suddenly Bon slams open the door to Renzou's room. He looks less than happy, by the way.]

Renzo!

[It's a good thing Koneko isn't there, Bon is about ready to kick Renzo's ass.]

kyaa

[whataniceguy]

[ just thumbing through a porno mag no big deal. not even putting it away when bon slams in ]

Bon? What's up?

teenshirooo

[darkasnight]

[It wasn't their first mission together, thankfully. Their teamwork on the field had shown positive results and so it was only natural they'd be paired together more often than not for missions. It wasn't something that bothered Night; he enjoyed Shiro's company, even if the other was a bit...

Eccentric.

He hadn't met many humans, at least not beyond the sheltered life he lived with Monaka and then the even more sheltered life of living on a short leash inside True Cross city. Maybe Shiro wasn't all that strange for a human and he was just ignorant. Always a possibility.

They were only given one room at the hotel they were staying at and so the topic of sleeping in the same bed would be brought up eventually. No big deal, right? Right.

He sets their bags off to the side of the room and rests his sword bag against the dresser. They had been travelling all night so of course he was worn out, especially since he was still getting used to this body.]

Well it's not as bad as it could be, right?

:3c

[futurepaladin]

[No, Night had it right from the start: Shiro was weird for a human.

Nineteen, barely a year out of exorcist school, and all too ready to prove himself, Shiro was unusually into his work. Not that he was excited about it, per say; Shiro was a bit on the lazy side and didn't really like putting in extra work when he didn't need to. But he was very adept at telling when he had to work and when he could slack off a bit, and he was very determined to make the moments of work count.

He was also a bit unusual in that he often used unorthodox ways of solving problems. Why fight a demon when you could just tell them off and get them to leave?

But for right now, Shiro was annoyed. He knew the Order worked on a budget, but couldn't they have at least gotten a room with two beds? They were going to be here for a few days, after all. Shiro could already picture the two of them fighting over who got the blankets.

Shiro takes over the top of the rather long dresser, laying out all of his various weapons there. Holding five meisters means carrying five different sets of equipment: his demon sword (knight); a shotgun, two handguns, and copious amounts of ammo for each (dragoon); a well-worn bible with several bookmarks sticking out of it (aria); a sturdy backpack full of well-padded bottles containing various powders and liquids, as well as the tools to prepare other things (doctor); and finally, a stack of seal papers with a rubber band around them (tamer).

By the time he had unloaded all of that, Shiro was a good twenty pounds lighter, if not more. He swung his arms around, glad to be free of the weight.]

Yeah. This hotel is old as balls, but at least it's close to where we're working. I won't have to carry all my crap every time we go out.

[The sword he could probably stand to leave behind. Night is a knight, so he can handle the up-close fighting. Shiro is definitely keeping his guns with him, but he doesn't have to carry all the extra ammo with him at all times. The summoning papers and bible are light, so he'll hang onto them just because, and the doctor's equipment can just sit around the hotel room until it's needed.]

[darkasnight]

[It amazes Night just how much Shiro could hide away on his person. So he's caught staring as he unloads everything and blinking when he finishes. Beyond his sword Night didn't have much else, aside from the standard equipment all exorcists needed during missions. Compared to him Night felt much less qualified.

It was easy to be in awe of someone like Shiro.

Night smiles.] It could be worse. We could be outside camping. [Which was fine by him, but maybe not for Shiro. He looks over to the bathroom door.]

Ah... I guess I'll take a shower first, unless you want to?

[9thbest]

[We're going to pretend that Sasha and Jean are at least somewhat interested in each other, because this would be even more difficult otherwise.

But yeah. They're both in Levi's squad, and they've been doing their thing for a while. Of course, Sasha still doesn't know they're basically there to motivate Eren, so she's trying her best to take her job seriously.

It's hard to take her job seriously when they've been sitting around doing nothing for nearly two weeks, though. The boredom is killing her.]

It seems like they keep making us wait around, you know? I wish they would at least tell us why we're waiting out here.

[honestguy]

[ Yeah, things have kinda sucked. Out in the wilderness, away from civilization. If Jean didn't know any better, he'd say they were here for some ulterior reason.

No, Jean does know better. There's something going on, and people aren't telling them. And as usual, there's nothing they can do about it. ]

That's probably the last thing they'll tell us. For all we know, we're supposed to be out here taking a break from all the crazy shit we've been dealing with. Who knows.

[9thbest]

It isn't much of a break with just seven people here.

[Watch as Sasha flops dramatically down into a chair. She is SO BORED you have no idea Jean.]

They should have given us something to do, at least. A game, or some work, or something.

Attempt #2

[kyotoprincess]

[FAST FORWARDING A BIT because goddamn getting sidetracked.

Anyway, one day Bon realizes that he actually wants to kiss Rin. Which is a big leap for him, because the boy doesn't usually admit to any feelings at all. But hey, there are first times for everything! Maybe Bon is just a late bloomer.

He will go over to bother Rin, not even knocking on the door.]

Oi, Okumura.

[...maybe he should stop using her family name first.]

lol bon you silly boy...

[hellpyre]

[Y'know considering how long the two of you have been a couple you might want to eventually consider that feelings are a thing in this equation. Seriously.

But Rin hasn't really worried about it too much because she knows how he is and she's not going to push any issues that really they probably both have problems with. It's not like she knows what she's doing any more than he does.

But he'll find her in her apartment, or rather in her bedroom to be more specific. She wasn't sleeping but she wasn't fully awake, either, so his arrive earns a slightly tired blink as she sat up, hair a bit more of a mess than it usually is.]

Hey. ... somethin' wrong?

he is the best boyfriend really

[kyotoprincess]

[Rin better wake up and hold onto the seat of her pants, because Bon is about to woo her like she has never been wooed before.]

I decided that I want to kiss you.

[Motherfucking poetry right there. The monotone voice really sells it.]

[futurepaladin]

[The nice part about going out on missions is that the order provides nice hotel rooms for its exorcists. This one is no exception: nice sheets and blankets, a lakeside view, and the bathtub was pretty much a hot tub! Yes, this was perfect, and Shiro would have loved staying here for the week if not for one tiny detail.

The hotel had been told that two people would be staying in this room. This wasn't unusual, people shared hotel rooms all the time. But whoever booked the room had neglected to mention that they needed two beds in this room, which meant they got whatever was left at that point.

Sure, it was a huge king bed. And sure, Stein was Shiro's friends, and they could share space. But that wasn't the point.

So there was Shiro, with his duffel bag still on his shoulder, staring down at the one king size bed. He's been doing that for the last half-minute, by the way.]

You've got to be shitting me.

there is literally no fanart of him at the right age for this thread.

[tinystitches]

[A huge bed, a giant hot tub, a perfect view, and the promise of cutting open some demons later in the mission. Stein doesn't really need anything else (and honestly, he could do without everything but the last thing on that list).

Shiro's reaction is amusing, and completely unnecessary.]

Something wrong, senpai?

[flashover]

[Ruby City's demon population ebbed and flowed like the tides. Today? The city was overrun with Goblins. Most were of normal size, but there were a few that rivaled Amaimon's Behemoth in size, and they were much harder to take out. The Coal Tars that inhabited the city decided it would just be awesome to swarm at exactly the same time. Not to mention, the local fauna was getting in on the action, taking advantage of the mischief caused by the demons. Ghosts and kappas were out in full force.

Thankfully, between Rin and Bon, driving the demons back out of the city wasn't too difficult. Any that stayed face the wrath of blue flames, a giant demon cat, and deadly verses. Regardless, Rin is still pretty tired out by the time the city is cleared. He leans on kurikara, breathing heavily and letting his flames die down.

He turns and gives Suguro a winning (albeit fangy) smile]

Whoo! That was pretty fun, huh? You were awesome out there!

[kyotoprincess]

Well of course I was, someone's got to clean up your messes.

[Even though he's complaining a bit (because let's be real here, this was probably Rin's fault in some way), he's grinning. After such an involved fight against so many demons, and having to make sure he didn't accidentally hurt Rin while he hurt the others, it's hard not to feel excited. The adrenaline is still pumping through his veins.

He feels like he needs to run another mile or something. He's still ready to go, even though there's nothing left to fight.]