Open Post 2018

[bartenderizing]

For psl/shipping/smut/au or whatever else you may have. Pick from any age group (default being adult, middle school and high school ages being options.) You want vampires, fantasy, master/servant settings? Borrow from another canon? Just go for it!

Give a heads up if you don't want it to go past a certain rating. Otherwise, have at!

For pre-set scenarios:
A. Fallen Skies
B. Highest Bidder



Or borrow from Bakerstreet:
1. Hanahaki (May or may not be harmless)
2. Rain
3. Pet Person AU
4. Stray
5. Took You In
6. Always Came Back
7. Romance Prompts
8. A/B/O
9. The Hottest Springs
10. Jailbait
11. Sex Pollen

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[bartenderizing]

[ It's late enough and he's just worked all day. Which is why he's getting some things to take a bath. He knows that he stinks right now- and it's not the smell of sweat. ]

Just... Figure out something to order for dinner and I'll be back.

[hakingitup]

Fine.

[He can smell it. He doesn't want to smell it because it's making him feel incredibly weird. It reminds him too much of what happened previously.]

I'll think of something.

[bartenderizing]

[ It's just what happens when you're trying to strictly ration medicine, but also burn it off from more intense labor than he's done in a while. That and he also smells like animals, because he'd been carrying injured or belligerent horses. All that Shizuo is aware of is the animal stench.

But he'll get some pants (he thought he grabbed a shirt too,) and head out, returning about an hour later. His hair is a wet and semi-curly mess and the damp towel is over his shoulders. At least he knocks to give Hak a heads up before opening and going into the room.

Being clean just meant that he didn't have the stench of animals covering his natural scent that was starting to come through. ]

Made a choice for dinner?

[hakingitup]

[What Shizuo walks in on is Hak rutting against one of the pillows. Which looks terrible that a pregnant man is doing that.

But it leads to the problem that the room smells like an in-need omega. And with the medicine having worn off, Shizuo isn't exactly going to last very long with the room smelling like that.]

[bartenderizing]

[ Shizuo really didn't have much exposure with omegas, given the weird way his beta home village worked. Even more, he didn't really understand what it meant, looked like, or smelled like when an omega was in need. At this point, while his scent was coming through, his senses were still miles behind in catching up.

Not that his body was able to ignore what was happening, but he didn't really know the warning signs. Or when he was getting drawn in. ]

Uh...

[ What do, exactly? Does he just leave and lock the door, or stay and make sure nothing bad happens? He does end up deciding on the latter. The pregnant women in his village acted weird after a certain point, so maybe it was like that. ]

Hak, you gonna be okay...?

[ Probably not while his alpha scent was starting to grow potent, though nowhere near its full strength. ]

[hakingitup]

[When Hak hears him, Shizuo should have noticed the first sign of danger. He quickly stood up, in his naked and pregnant glory, made his way over to him and grabbed him by the collar, glaring at him.]

Take it out and fuck me.

[Forget the whole 'never wanting to be with an alpha'. Apparently Shizuo had done something wrong with his scent, where he was all sweaty, hot, and definitely smelling like an alpha.

So now he had to deal with this.]

[bartenderizing]

[ He should have noticed. If he'd been around anything other than betas, he probably would have.

Except now here he was, half-dressed, with a naked and pregnant omega grabbing him by the towel he had around his shoulders, demanding- Wait, what? Surely he heard that wrong. Hak had made it clear of what he definitely didn't want up until now. ]

Take it... I thought the point was that I didn't.

[ Yet with that prominent and violent need coming off of Hak, he was already realizing how uncomfortable his pants were starting to get. Which is oddly fast and in conflict with the suppressants that were working in keeping his brain from responding properly. It really could only do so much. ]

[hakingitup]

[That's the problem with this. With Hak being an unmated omega. With the pregnancy progressing and making him worse and worse. The way he hadn't even touched another alpha since... that night.]

S... shut up...

[But there's so many issues. Hak does not want to do this. It's clear by his face, how he looks distressed by this entire thing. There will be regret in the morning.

But his mind is cloudy. And he wants Shizuo as of his current state.]

[bartenderizing]

[ Yeah, Hak might look distressed, but Shizuo legitimately doesn't want this. Even if the sudden onslaught is starting to cause his body to react. Plus, it's just been awkward to be around Hak in general, given the way he'd always be on guard and everything. ]

H-how about you just go sit down and I'll figure something out.

[ Which is why he's heading for the jars and everything with his various medicines to just go and take another dose in hoping that would help things out. ]

Is opening a window supposed to help or just cause more problems?

[vendingmachinetothehead]

[He's silent now, which probably helps Shizuo out. He whimpers and rests his head against Shizuo's shoulder, panting.]

Please...

[He whispers, rubbing against him, his wet crotch pressed against Shizuo's, and trying to get him to do something to him. Anything.]

[bartenderizing]

We've got more time now, it's fine...

[ He can feel how wet Izaya was right now, to where it was soaking through his pants. Letting go of his boyfriend's waist, he brings it under the skirt to rub along some of the sensitive skin and finger into him. Placing a couple of kisses to the side, he finally gets some of the condoms out of the bag. ]

Go ahead and undo my pants.

[ He's going to have to open the package, assuming that Izaya doesn't just go ahead with taking what he needs. That hasn't happened yet, but neither has this weirdly high need of his. ]

[vendingmachinetothehead]

[He feels so full after getting Shizuo's orgasm shot deep inside of him. Rubbing his stomach lightly, he moved to kiss Shizuo on the lips.]

Okay... but only if you promise.

[vendingmachinetothehead]

[He wants it raw. He wants to take the whole thing into his pussy and let it fuck him until he can't take it anymore. But he knows that Shizuo won't enjoy that... well, at least, that's what he thinks. So instead, he's going to just... unzip his pants, pull out that cock and give it a few strokes underneath his skirt.]

Shizu-chan... I need you...

[bartenderizing]

[ It's more that he didn't want to know what would happen if, after not taking the 'proper' steps, they had to tell their parents that Izaya was pregnant. There was a right way of doing things.

Yet that 'right way' slipped and fell out of his fingers as he could feel the moist heat coming from between Izaya's legs. Sense and reason kind of fall away at that, as quickly as his cock starts to harden from those few strokes. ]

Shit... Okay.

[ Yeah, no. He's not going to be able to do that. Instead he wraps an arm around Izaya to pull him more over the crotch he'd been rubbing against for a hard kiss. Well, it was him being gentle, but it's hard to be as tender as he'd like when everything was pushing him to do otherwise. ]

Do what you want.

[hakingitup]

[Hak will either be more or less on guard after this. He moves to sit down on the bed, trying to air his clothes out.]

E... Everyone will smell... keep it shut...

[He groans and moves to lay back down.]

T... There's a tea... supposed to remove heats... it's somewhere in the market...

[From what he heard, at least. It might be garbage, but Hak is laying here, wet and dying. Not a good look.]

why am i the only one here for like 3 threads

[punishingdebts]

[Shizuo went missing. For about a week. And Tom hadn't heard from him since. Maybe he was sick? Busy? Hard to say with him. Shizuo never disappeared that long.

There were rumors floating around about a brainwashing service. Able to make someone your perfect wife. Not that he believed it. Not for a second.

But he wondered.

There was a knock at his door one night, late into the evening, when he went to go answer it. Yawning and rubbing his eyes, in just a pair of boxers. When he opened the door, he blinked.]

...Shizuo?

[vendingmachinetothehead]

[There was something, deep inside, far at the back, telling him not to do this. That if he did this, their brainwashing would be secure. They would go from enemies to soulmates, high school lovers, and teenaged parents.

However, Izaya couldn't help himself anymore. His hands moved down to unzip Shizuo's big cock and immediately sinks down on it. There's one really bad thing about this...

He starts to moan, pressing his mouth against Shizuo's neck as he starts to move up and down on him.]

[mechanicaldreams]

I'll be in you soon enough, babe.

[He groans when he feels the vibrations on his cock, tilting his head back and placing his hands on his hips.]

God, already... I really want to plow you hard.

[sing_for_me]

[ Except it only confused her more, because if he was capable of all that and he wasn't one, then how was he able to do it? ]

I..heard about that. But... [The version she heard was different, which was why she never would have imagined it was him. His telling made more sense though. ]

Do..people still try to pick fights with you?

[redmare]

[ Chinatsu does listen, despite how impatient she may look right now. ]

Shizuo...look, I know I can get..worked up about things, but it's not like I cared about this dumb holiday until now. So it's not that big a deal for me. I mean, I might get pissed if you forget next year, but this..you should see how much I messed up till I made an edible batch.

[bartenderizing]

[ Because there are generations that come after a Twilight, and when they don't need a regulation drug, they don't need the tags. But she'd have to ask that more directly for him to answer more on what he knows about. ]

That one was pretty recent, so... Yeah. People starting fights with me is pretty common. Usually it's because of something done on someone else's end, pushing or giving them the wrong idea about things.

[ Some honestly thought he was a Twilight and reacted based on that. Such is the life of a Supernatural. But also fuck Izaya and the problems he causes. ]

[bartenderizing]

[ How much she messed up... ]

So... It was still a big enough deal for you, if you kept trying that much. Sorry.

[bartenderizing]

S-sorry...

[ Yeah, it really isn't a good look. They may have to get that tea and some backups- though he didn't realize that a pregnant omega could go into heat. Not that he knew much about omegas in the first place.

With all of the stuff running in his system, it's not like he could actually help with that in other ways, anyway. ]

Are you going to be safe while I go get this stuff?

[hakingitup]

[The problem is mainly that Hak had suppressed his heat so long, it wanted to fuck with him in such a way that makes his body burn. He feels heat and pain as he moves to try and get comfortable.]

Yeah... just lock everything up... I'll be fine...

[So long as they prevent anyone from coming in, he'll be fine.]

For Rynn - Auction Sequel

[bartenderizing]

[ It had been over half a year, getting closer to a full one, since Sinbad had let Shizuo go. Not having relinquished the controls, as there were perks, but given the blond enough freedom to learn and get comfortable with the world he was now a part of. A world where his strength and instincts weren't so unusual, but were more expected from people with red hair and eyes, from what he's learned.

When finally returning to Sindria, the clothes he had 'borrowed' from Sinbad were replaced by some garments that looked to be from the Kina Kingdom, though left open and more casual, and without the mask they all wore. He also gained a tan and a sword that was kept sheathed on his back.

Except when he got back and asked where people were, he'd been told that Sinbad had went out to enjoy the day. Most likely drinking... Which meant walking around and finding the guy.

At least he was used to walking. Even with the large bag (though it held far more than it looked,) he still chose to primarily walk everywhere. ]