/monster/ - The Last Bastion of Romance

>>141297

Time to continue my story

>Ugh, my head.....what time is it?

>Strain to check my alarm clock

>5:00 AM

>Shit, got another 90 minutes before I get up...Better snuggle up next to Noriko some more...

>.....

>I have become one with the spaghetti

>Throw back the covers

>Noriko is in my bed...wearing my old Peyton Manning Colts jersey

>Fall off the side of my bed

>Noriko starts stirring and whispering

>"Come back to bed anon. I'm not ready to wake up yet."

>Disregard headache, lose my shit

>"WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON WOMAN?!?!"

>Noriko just tosses a pillow at me

>"Go back to bed anon. We'll talk about it when we get ready for school."

>Just as I am about to start screaming some more, my stomach decides it is not happy

>Run to the toilet and pray to the porcelain god

>After my extended prayer session, I open the door to find Noriko there holding a glass of water for me

>" Don't worry, your first hangover is always the worst one. But I'll make sure to take good care of you this morning."

>Take the glass of water from Noriko and chug it down

>"Thank you. Excuse me."

>Close the door on Noriko and go back to praying

>"I'll be in your room when you finish puking. I got videos and photos to show you!"

>>142934

>After letting out more vomit than the little girl from the Exorcist, I drag my carcass back to my room

>Noriko is sitting on my bed playing around with her phone

>"Feeling better?"

>Head feels like it is going to explode

>Stomach is upset

>Spaghetti is pouring out of my pajama pants

>"No, not really."

>Noriko lets out a little chuckle and then pats the bed next to her, motioning for me to sit down

>Make my way to the bed and plop down next to her

>"Do you remember anything that happened yesterday Anon?"

>It hurts to think right now

>"Not really. I just remember getting up at noon after spending most of the night before talking to you on the phone. And I remember Mac coming over to play video games and watch DBZ on DVD."

>"Well, that's part of what happened. Then you guys invited me over. And I brought a large amount of liquor in my gym bag. Along with my school uniform."

>Vaguelly recall that. I also vaguely recall my mother not being exactly thrilled that she was going to have to deal with three drunken teenagers

>Wait…..

>"Noriko, where's Mac?"

>Noriko points to her phone

>"We'll get to that in a few. For all the shit that goat talks, he can't hold his liquor for shit. For now, watch this."

>Noriko hits play on her phone

>And my spaghetti amplifies at what I am seeing on the tiny screen

>>142944

>"The bet is $20."

>"$20."

>What the fuck? No, me and Mac can't be. doing THAT…

>Proceed to watch as me and Mac reenact the bar scene from Top Gun, complete with me singing You've Lost that Loving Feeling to Noriko

>Noriko is just beet red at after that performance

>Mom is in tears laughing off in the corner with a glass of red wine

>Proceed to see a few more videos of me and Mac singing a bunch of songs

>I even have a solo where I sing Kiss from A Rose while wearing a towel on my back pretending to be Batman

>Last video is of me and Noriko singing I got you Babe by Sonny and Cher

>Contemplating suicide at this point to save me from this embarrassment

>"After that, Mac grabbed a bottle of whiskey and started screaming about going on a manly picnic. We found him in the backyard a little while later passed out drunk with a cigarette in his mouth. I had to help carry him to your mom's car. Fucker weighed a ton."

>Wait, if my mom drove him home, then that means she left me and Noriko in this house alone….

>"Noriko, this is important: What did we do after my mom left?"

>Noriko looks me right in the eyes and blushes

>"You'll….take responsibility right?"

>Oh fuck, I fucked her last night. I don't even remember my first time now

>Noriko snaps a photo of me and then starts laughing

>"Anon, your face is priceless right now."

>THIS ISN'T FUNNY WOMAN

>"Relax Anon. Nothing happened. We made out for a bit and then you tried to carry me up the stairs. You failed miserably by the way. Then I carried you up the stairs. You gave me this jersey and then went off to piss while I changed. And then we made out and snuggled for a bit."

>Crisis averted

>"Then you asked for my phone and took this photo of us."

>Look at the photo of me piss drunk laying next to Noriko in bed

>"Then you said you fucking loved me, grabbed my ass, and passed out."

>Smooth Anon. Real smooth

>Noriko gets up from the bed and grabs her gym bag

>"I'm going to go shower. See you downstairs."

>Noriko walks away and then pops her head back in the door way

>"Catch!"

>She tosses my jersey back at me and then keeps walking away

>Anon, there is a topless oni in your house right now, heading to take a shower

>Chase her you fool….

>Get up

>Run downstairs to the 1st floor bathroom to puke my guts out again

>>142953

>>142953

>After another alcohol fueled barf session, I go upstairs and grab a change of clothes and go shower in my mom's bathroom

>Mom's not home

>That's odd

>Consider it a blessing in disguise since I'm sure she would be pissed that I have a hangover

>Proceed to take the hottest shower I can to wash the smell of booze and shame off my body

>Once I get out and get dress, I step out into the hallway and I'm greeted to the smell of bacon hitting me right in the face

>Follow my nose down the stairs

>"That bacon smells incredible."

>Noriko is in the kitchen making me breakfast, wearing nothing but her sports bra, her panties, and an apron

>Start to make my way to the table

>Wait….she's in her sports bra, her panties, and an apron

>Look straight down at the floor anon, don't avert your eyes from the floor

>Never stop looking at the floor unless you want to become the spaghetti again

>"Here Anon, a nice cup of black coffee, some bacon, and some eggs."

>Noriko puts the food and coffee on the table

>Don't look up Anon

>"Th-thank you for the meal."

>Grab a fork and steady my nerves

>"Anon, are you okay? What's wrong? You're shaking! Is it alcohol poisoning? Let me see your face!"

>Noriko squats down and looks right at me

>Puts her hand on my chin and turns my face towards her

>Look right into those beautiful blue eyes

>"N-n-noriko, you're not wearing much clothes."

>Noriko blushes a little

>"A-Anon, get your mind out of the gutter and eat your breakfast."

>Noriko goes back to the kitchen and grabs her plate before sitting down across from me

>What follows is a quiet couple of minutes of eating breakfast on both our ends

>Might be the best breakfast I've ever had with how fucked up I feel

>Damn good coffee too

>Noriko finally breaks the silence

>"How'd you like my cooking?"

>Anon, play this smooth

>"That was the breast breakfast I ever had."

>Anon, you stupid, stupid motherfucker

>Grab my empty plate and run to go wash it

>Just scrub that fucking plate

>That's all that matters right now

>Scrub that shit until your hands bleed

>Noriko gets up from the table

>"Anon, turn around."

>Don't you stop scrubbing that plate

>Feel something hit me in the back

>Look down and see an apron on the floor

>"Anon, turn your ass around. Now."

>>142969

>Turn around and immediately try to hit the boner I get from the sight in front of me

>There in front of me, in nothing but her undergarments is my girlfriend

>Take it all in

>That beautiful red skin with a few scars here and there including a rather long one running along her side

>Noriko is not exactly stacked in the top department like other onis but she has enough to work with

>Finally look at her face

>She is blushing from the embarrassment of what she just did

>"W-w-hat do you think Anon? I know I've got some pretty nasty scars. I hope you don't think I'm ugly because of them."

>Boner, forgive her because she doesn't know what she has done

>Time to man up

>Stumble over to where she is standing and look her right in the eyes

>Pull Noriko in for a kiss

>At first, she's shocked but then she gets into it

>Let me hands start to roam

>Noriko pulls away

>SLAP!

>"BAKA! LOOK BUT DON'T TOUCH!"

>"What the hell?"

>Noriko pulls me in by the shirt collar and starts making out with me again

>Woman, stop sending me mixed signals

>Finally lets go of me

>"Anon, if we keep this up, we'll be late to school."

>fuck, why did it have to be Monday?

>Noriko starts to walk away

>"We'll continue this another time. I'm going to get dressed for school. See you back down here in few minutes."

>Noriko runs up the stairs to get dressed

>If this is how our relationship is going to be, I'm in for one hell of a ride

Not to interrupt Noriko and spaghettiman, but I'm running into annoying bits in my big plus long ebin-fantasy writefaggotry, and want to do another "Australian in a Strange Land"-style thingy to clear the mental clutter.

Any thoughts on a waifu for the MC?

>>142982

Matango :^)

>>142982

You know what I don't remember seeing through the entirety of these threads? Any Harpies. Go with that.

>>142982

Kikimora

>tfw Kikimora is your waifu

>tfw no one ever writes about her

>>142984

U cheeky cunt m8

>>142982

Haven't seen Mantis here I think ever.

>>142982

Alp—–

>>142976

>After what can be only described as the longest, most excruciating drive to school in recent memory (complete with 2 stops for me to puke on the side of the road), we finally make it to school

>Park my car in the sloppiest manner possible and pop some chewing gum in my mouth to hide the smell of sick on my breath

>"How do I look Noriko?"

>"Like you're ready to take on some enemy MiGs."

>Heh, this girl man

>"Let's go Maverick. I'm sure you can't wait to run into Goose during shop class."

>We both exit the vehicle

>Noriko decides she wants to hold hands

>Leaking a bit of spaghetti on my way to class

>Finally make it to my first class

>"See you at lunch?"

>"Sure thing Maverick."

>Noriko leans in and gives me a kiss before running off

>I have become spaghetti and I love it

>Go take my usual seat

>"OMG ANON! YOU FINALLY DID IT HUH??"

>Fucking Trixie, you barely talk to me since that little incident the first day and now you want to know everything about my relationship?

>Gossip loving rabbit whore

>"Tell me everything Anon! I want to know what happened!"

>This nosy bitch. She really thinks I'm going to spill my beans and end up the talk of the entire school?

>Goddamn it, I've been to the Danger Zone. This bitch ain't getting nothing out of me

>Give her the only appropriate response

>Introduce her to the two finger salute

>"Ewww. What the hell Anon? You don't have to be such a creep."

>"Fuck you rabbit. You just want to know what's going on in my life because you want some shit to run your mouth with the rest of the faggots you hang out with."

>The rabbit bitch backs off

>"Fuck you Anon. This is why you're an outcast."

>Before I can respond to the carrot munching cocksucker, Mr. Constantinos walks in

>"Good morning class. I hope you all are excited as I am to begin another wonderful week of school."

>You can smell the excitement and Drakkar Noir emanating of the guy

>Is this really the same Mr. C that Lisa loved so long ago?

>>142982

Hmm …..Kikimora and Raiju needs some love. My choice is the chronically masturbating weasel, but that other anon does bring up a good point about the sentient roomba that can remove kebab. Bonus points if you include some sort of mention to David and Ume.

I was planning on writefagging a story about wannabe milf Kraken teen a week ago. May do that in a bit.

Saw that the whole other thread was going apeshit over Slavanon, do you guys still want me to continue mine?

>>143091

do it fagget :^)

>>143092

Is that you faggotcat?

>>143094

Bitch, do I look like I am covered in hot pink fur?

I'm mindreader anon from last thread;>>141813

>>143014

>"Anon, you're delusional. No Mercy is not the best wrestling game of all time."

>"Okay, lady, what's the best wrestling game of all time then?"

>"Super Wrestlemania."

>This girl has some good taste in video games

>I can't back down though

>"Yeah, like you couldn't just spam the special attacks and win. Come on Noriko, just admit that I'm right on this one."

>Before I can even continue on my rant on about wrestling video games, Noriko grabs me by my tie and pulls me in

>"I'll let you win this one time, just because you're sick."

>We pick up where we left off in my kitchen this morning

>Nothing wrong with a little lunch time rooftop make out session

>After playing a bit of tonsil hockey for the better part of five minutes, we finally separate

>"I'm so glad we've gotten pass that awkward phase Anon-kun. I thought you would never make a move."

>"That makes two of us. Although, I got to ask: why me?"

>Noriko looks away

>"W-w-what kind of question is that?"

>I got her on the defensive now

>"Well, why'd you pick me? Was it my dashing good looks? My wonderful sense of humor? I know! It's because I'm a bad goy and insulted the kikes, right?"

>Get a punch in the shoulder for my troubles

>"A-a-non, stop being a jackass. You know exactly why I like you!"

>I can feel the udon just pouring out of her

>"Tell me why you like me and I'll do the same."

>More Japanese noodles are flowing in my direction

>Noriko looks me in the eyes with a flustered look on her face

>"F-fine! You really want to know that badly? At first, I saw another lonely person. Someone who doesn't really fit in. T-then, you did something stupid and defended me not once but twice. No one ever did that before. For all your weirdness, you have an amazing heart."

>She's turned the tables on me

>I have become the spaghetti again

>"Your turn. Why do you like me?"

>Anon, speak from the heart. You can do it

>"You got a nice ass."

>SLAP!

>"Now that you got your usual weirdness out of the way, try again."

>Well, here goes

>"Honestly, you caught me in the middle of a very shitty day that first day of school. When you saved me from becoming a fuck toy for those 3 orc girls, you looked like an angel from heaven to me. And then you opened your mouth and ruined the whole thing."

>Another punch in the shoulder

>"Asshole."

>"But seriously, ever since that first day I met you, I started to develop feelings for you. As time went on and we got to know each other, my feelings for you grew. And then when I saw you in the dress, the dam burst and I couldn't control myself. That and you have a nice ass. I still have better taste in video games though."

>Yet another punch to the shoulder

>Followed by a kiss

>>143099

Ah I see.

Anyway faggots I'm gonna be very late with all of my updates because my dad is a cunt that won't let me keep my own fucking door closed, so.. Can only update super late at night.

Didn't mean to personal blog, just informing you guys

>>143101

what? you think your dad won't approve of your internet meme stories?

>>143102

I'm no writefag but I still hate using my computer with the door open, even when I'm completely alone in the house. It makes me feel exposed somehow.

>>143111

I wouldn't worry about it…

>>143111

It's really nothing, just a showing about what could have existed. The terror in a sense has already passed.

>>143109

>Click on webm

>Dark hallway

Yeah no I ain't watching that shit at night

>>143100

Last update for the night

>After spending most of our lunch period making out, the bell finally rings

>Noriko walks me to my usual exit

>"Have fun at shop. Let me know if Goose is still alive."

>Too soon

>Make my way to shop and of course, my little negro partner in crime is there, ready to talk shit and vent

>"Motherfucker, why'd you let me drink so much? I'm a fucking tiny nigga. That shit ain't funny mayne."

>At least he's alright

>"Listen Goose, we were both pretty fucked up last night. What's the deal with your ass going off into the yard for a manly picnic anyway? What the hell is a manly picnic anyway?"

>Mac just looks off into the distance

>"No glasses, no napkins. Just whiskey."

>"Mac, stop being a homo."

>"Nigga, you the gay one with all those love songs you sang last night. I bet you ain't even get that bitch to suck yo dick."

>"Careful Mac, that's my lady you're talking about."

>Before he can come back with some smart answer, a fucking hatchet lands right in the workbench between the two of us

>"Meat, Goat, less talk and more work. I expect your projects to meet the same quality as that axe."

>Our fucking shop teacher just launched a fucking hatchet at us

>"Meat, do you have a blueprint for your project yet?"

>"No Ma'am."

>"What about you Goat?"

>"Ma'am, my blueprint is the shit."

>"You're not allowed to make a bong as a school project, Goat."

>"Why you gotta hate on a brother? I ain't neva throw any shade at you."

>Ms. Gorrak looks upset

>"Why the hell are you wasting my time if you don't even have blueprints for your projects? GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM MY WORKBENCHES AND GO DRAW PLANS AT THE DRAFTING TABLES NOW!"

>Spend the rest of shop trying to come up with an idea on what to make for my next project

>>143016

My Kikis always come out ridiculously cliche lani, mika and nala from chronicles for hexample, i think the only thing I got right was the crazy subby so I think I might have to go drinking with some slavs before doing a kiki-focused story.

>>143131

The sound and emptiness of it was spooky but the giant monster ruined it.

>>143102

He doesn't approve of anything I do man.

>>143147

on the 'chans, nobody has parents that approve of them

>>143187

>that teacher

Nice touch there.

>Started college

>Distrust of people in general

>Acted like a violent asshole to everyone

>Even the most aggressive monster girls kept their distance from me due to my attitude

>Make few friends, those who I befriend are typically people I can trust but not let my guard down around

>Half way through fall semester notice a lizard has been more or less stalking me

>See her talking from time to time with a oomukade, more often than not I notice them looking at me out of the corner of my eye

>Figure they see me as rape bait, harden up and prepare for the worse

>They never approach me and since I don't feel like walking into a potential trap I keep my distance

>Nothing happens

>Some of my classes me and the lizard are in together

>Keep my distance during class, choosing to work solo

>Fast forward to winter

>heavy snow, despite this classes not cancelled the next day

>Fuck up leg trying to get car out of snow drift and ended up with said leg pinned between both my car another another one, leg is swollen bruised but no broken bones, toes wiggle fine

>get on campus, bitter cold has not helped my leg one bit. It feels sore and rigid as hell, on high alert, trying to let all my professors know I'm probably gonna be out till it heals

>Lizard catches sight of me

>Can't really run so shamble as fast as I can

>Hear "Anon are you okay? You're walking funny, is your leg hurt"

>Lizard is close, decide I can use this chance to get her to back off, lift up my jean leg and show my leg, which is almost entirely black and blue with bruises

>"Anon what happened? Are you okay? Is your leg broken? Do you want me to help you?" She starts to ask me these questions in quick succession

>Tell her "I'm fine and it's none of your goddamn business, I'm going to shake it off"

>She approaches me with a concerned look "anon why didn't you just email them, you should…"

>I cut her off mid sentence, the combination of pain from the leg and being on guard cause me to hiss out "The last thing I need is a monster of all things helping me, I'm not useless, I can handle myself".

>manage to get back in my car out in the lot I left it in, leg still hurts like a bitch

>Next day comes and goes fine aside from leg, news says weather is gonna flare up and give us MORE snow

>Day 2 of rest and around noon I hear my dog bark, go to peek out the window, the lizard is there, holding something

>Against better judgement head downstairs to see what she wants

>The first words out of my mouth are "What the hell do you want, more importantly how the hell did you find out where I lived?"

>"Y-Your friend told me after I asked him and told him we had a project due for the business class we have together"

>I look at her disappointed and shake my head "Well he's a dead man for telling you that, can't even trust friends"

>Remember she's a lizard and as much as I despise her I don't want a dead body on my hands

>"Get inside, it's cold as ass outside and it's not helping my leg, and probably killing you"

>"I'm fine anon, but what about you? Are you sure it's fine."

>"Just get inside now" I bark, noticing she's shaking a bit, might be from the cold or nervousness, I have no clue

>"Word of warning, don't worry about the dog, he's friendly" I tell her as she comes inside

if it's shit lemme know and I'll axe the next part

>>143226

it'll come I just I'm bad with details I either put in way to much or way to little

>>143228

I'm in a similar situation, But I think it comes with practice. nobody here is being judged in a novel-writing competition. I would suggest erring on the side of more details than less.

>>143187

>constantly having holstaurs as secondary characters

dammit man when are you going to have the MC waifu one?

>>143164

This is true.

Gonna be writefagging tonight goys.

>>143187

>Australiabro is back

It is a good day.

>>143425

Same song i used back here >>142904, but played by different guys, see embedded vid.

Everything's on youtube.

For music, folk stuff like the Folk you could search for 'Serbian Kolo' on youtube, I'm sure you'll finds lots of vids. Also Tri Prelje did a buncha folk stuff too. Or just 'balkan folk music'. There's also folk radio stations streaming on the internet, Radio Buca from Novi Sad is one with cool shit.

http://bucaradio.com/

The give the song names too if you like what you hear.

Stuff like technofolk you may also like, 'balkan beat, 'X turbofolk'' (X as in country, ex. Serbia) and 'balkan harmonika'. You may also like OMFO, it's a dude that does folk stuff too, some of his songs were used in Borat.

Mindjusari's also good, it's rock.

And i guess that's it, there's lots of artists too, but this ought to keep you busy for a while..

For random youtube stuff could try with the following dudes:

>Kocayine.

He mostly posts ex-yu stuff from the Balkan/Yugoslav wars the one from the 90's, and songs by good ol' Roki. The man who sang an infinite quantity of war songs.

>Yugo Boy

For all of your stupid remove kebab meme needs.

Have fun.

Sage for unrelated.

>>143255

Cowtits are always life and hometown, I figure the market didn't need to be flooded. I'll keep it in mind for next time though.

>>143593

>Stealthy

Yeah hamfisting that Zippangu segue into the scene just to hammer it home was a bit too vague, you're right. I should have Had her wear a shirt that had 'David and Ume's Daughteru' written on it in glitter pen.

Never change faggotcat. :^)

>>143481

it was going to be the "main heroine" of mine but got changed to lizard, was also lamia"

That being said part 2 is in chunks, the in between bits are hard, the more meaty bits where shit happens are more or less done, all that's left is to stitch it together with the inbetween

>>143467

Thanks bro.

>>143187

>That teacher

Other anons caught it too but goddamn you are one sneaky shitposting aussie. Well done and well played

>Get everything squared and settled, dog out of the way

>"Ok then…right I never bothered or cared to learn your name" I tell her

>"It's Marie"

>I look her up and down, sizing her up, realize she's maybe 5'10 or so, fairly standard body for her species, breasts are about a C cup at best, or rather what I fathom

>Her hair, jet black and shoulder length, kinda feathers out for lack of a better term, her skin tone is rather fair as well, a slight but noticeable tan, rather faded due to the winter weather

>"Okay then Marie, what is so important that one of my friends willing you gave directions to the one place I'd rather not be bothered in"

>"we have a project where we have to design a business pitch for a product"

>She hands me what she's been holding, the project's outline

>"Right, so we have to market a children's toy, do kids even play with those anymore?" I asked leading her to the living room

>I end up sitting in the chair and she ends up sitting on the couch as I pour over the project's rubric

>"Of course they do anon, we should probably pick a young age group and also if we're either going to market it at either one group or everyone"

>"Hold that thought" I said getting up

>"Whats wrong anon, does your leg hurt?"

>"That's none of your concern, I can handle myself. I'm just going to grab a drink, you want anything?"

>"I'll have whatever you're having anon, I'm not really picky"

>Come back with two glasses of iced tea, Time kinda blurs by after that as we hammer out finer details in the project, at around five I look outside the living room window and notice the snow coming down hard

>"Fuck, the forecast said heavy snow, didn't think this bad or this soon" I turn to face her, letting out a deep sigh

>"As much as I'd love to tell you to fuck off back home right now, the roads are going to be a shit shoot and blood on my hands doesn't sit well with me. So you're staying the night here"

>Marie instantly gets embarrassed and her face turns bright red "Y-You're sure that's ok, what about your parents?"

>"It's fine my folks and siblings all went on a trip up north, won't be back for a few days, roads should be plowed by tomorrow so you can get your scaly ass out then"

>"A-Anon where am I going to sleep?"

>"In here, did you not notice the wood stove? I'll stoke a fire, should keep this room warm"

>"What about you anon?"

>I jerk my thumb to motion behind me

>"Where else? My room, so you know I sleep with one eye open"

>"Anyways, sleep is still a couple hours off, as for supper, hope you like shrimp rice and linguica" I said with a laugh before heading off to prep dinner

this felt weak as fuck for the in-between and the ending and some other bits feel flaky, with that said music track related in a way part III soon, gonna save these to pastebin in parts for posterity sake

>>143706

>He wakes up the next morning

>Can't move

>"What the hell…"he mumbles as he comes to find he is completely cocooned in bubble wrap

>Marie walks into his room,"I'm sorry anon… I just wanted to make sure you didn't cut yourself on all that edge."

I'm just messing with you anon, I like it

>>143706

good stuff anon, don't tear yourself up. just keep writing

>>143749

>my grand daughter works there

inb4 it's Akki

>>143754

it'll be Hilda, the orc bully

>Take a detour upstairs to grab laptop, figure I could listen to something while I cook

>Decide it's the perfect opportunity to preform a controlled leak of my autism by doing so

>This would possibly make Marie think of me of a creep, follow through with the plan

>Decide to forgo the usual stuff Like George Thorogood, Queen or even Bowie

>Dive right to my "Psyche up" collection of songs from various mecha anime

>Started to make my way downstairs

>"Anon, what are you doing upstairs"

>"Grabbing my laptop, I want to listen to music while I cook"

>"Oh, Anon you listen to music, what kinda?"

>"Have a listen"

>Throw on vid related at first

>"Anon you can understand what he's saying in this?"

>"Not in the slightest, I just like the beat, doesn't matter if I can't understand the lyrics, it's the music itself that gets me pumped"

>I looked at Marie, expecting some form of disgust on her face but all I got from her was "That's a bit silly, but you really must like it to listen to it"

>With that plan failed I shoo her out of the kitchen, telling her to either keep working on the project or watch TV

>Finished dinner; Rice mixed with Shrimp and cooked chunks of Linguica, one of the few things I can cook without instructions

>Head back to the living room with both bowls, handing Marie hers while I sit down with mine

>"That's amazing anon, I'm surprised you can cook"

>"I can't, This dish is so easy even I can't fuck it up"

>She just smiled and told me "Don't be hard on yourself, even something this simple smells delicious"

>Initially caught off guard, but write it off as her just being polite

>Grab the remote off the end table

>"Surprised You just kept on the weather, really nothing good on then I take it"

>"I just wanted to see how bad it was going to get"

>We sit down and start to eat, the only real noise is the TV, Until

>"Hey Marie, why are you taking business courses? I heard Lizards and their ilk were fighters not accountants and bankers. Not to mention you have Danukis to really contend with"

>"That's sorta true, I guess it's a hold over from earlier times. I mean my older sister is in the armed forces."

>"But what about you?"

>"I..just don't like fighting, and I can't really stand the sight of blood so I ruled out being a doctor"

>I laughed as she mentioned that last part

>"I think that's one thing we have in common, I can't stand looking at that kinda stuff"

>"Well what about you anon, Why are you in this course"

>Shift a bit on the couch, guard goes up

>"On a need to know basis"

>"Oh come on anon, You seem like you have a knack for business, you typically always seem to score high in that class"

>"So what if I do?

>"Well it means you're a smart guy anon"

>Marie sorta blushes a bit and then asks

>"umm…anon have you ever… had a girlfriend?"

>The combination of the fact that this question came from left field and the question itself

>mind bounced between telling her it was none of her business or telling her the truth

>Decide to tell her the truth, in hopes that she'd shut up and consider me pathetic in some sense thus leaving me alone

Right, leaving it on one hell of a cliff hangar nets me more time to write more exposition without dragging this part on too much

>>144053

a bit of a note, the leg thing is for the sake of being edgy, about 2 years back that actually happened to me, I even hauled my ass to classes before the soreness made me just go "fuck it" and went home

>>144029

You've done a good job of turning down the edge. MC has gone from Shadow to just kind of an angsty teenage asshole, it's a significant improvement.

>>144057

Will lizardfu hold his hand to help him get through the pain then come to break him out of his shell?

>>144061

It's almost as if we've gone from a location where the MC tries actively from being raped by MGs to what could be considered "home field advantage"

>>144097

No promises, though I've actually planned two endings or gotten the skeletal work to two, but I'm ultimately going with one over the other

>>144103

Do we have to use meme magic to unlock the secret ending?

>>144164

no, it's just two frame works I concocted, the other one is a throw away meaning it'll never be used but I may link to it since I'm archiving all the parts in pastebin to begin with

>>144029

>"A couple, all human, Never got serious with any of them."

>"What do you mean that you never 'Got serious' with them?"

>"It's what it sounds like, never really had sex with any of them, well more like I couldn't"

>A confused expression crosses Marie's face as I say this

>"You seem to not get it,I'm not going to have sex with someone if my heart's not in it. Sex is supposed to be a form of caring between to individuals, why do that when you don't really care for that person?"

>Not know if I actually got through to her I just let out a annoyed huff

>"You done interrogating me lizard?"

>"I'm sorry anon, I just wanted to know a little bit about you, you usually keep to yourself in class, this is the first time I've ever heard you actually talk"

>"Oh I talk, with friends. There's no real point in talking to people you don't share common ground with"

>"Well we're talking to one another anon and we're really not friends, what would you call that?"

>"Polite conversation"

>"In any case Marie, you done eating, I'll take your bowl"

>I got to stand up, my banged up leg causes me to wince and complain

>"Anon you shouldn't be moving around on that, when you showed me it, it looked like your leg was nothing but bruises"

>"I'm fine, I'm not going to let a little thing like this consign me to the sidelines. I'm not useless like that"

>Marie just got up, took the bowls from my hands with a stern look on her face

>"No anon you need to relax that leg, you're hurt, even if you can walk on it it needs time to heal and pushing it won't help it"

>"Fine, I'm not going to win this battle am I?"

>Marie heads back to the kitchen, from the sounds she threw them in the dishwasher

>She comes back and sits down next to me, the look on her face is now that of concern

>"Anon, I just realized you seem hung up on appearing 'useless' to others"

>"That a problem?"

>"Yes because you could end up getting hurt or worse"

>"I thought you were done interrogating me on this shit"

>"Anon, I just want to help"

>Those words, as edgy as it sounds sent me over the line

>"Just want to help, christ I've heard that a million goddamn times"

>"Anon I'm serious, I just want to know why you're so fixated on the fear of being seen as useless"

>"I'm not, if I can still move I can still work, simple as that"

>"Anon, the body needs time to heal. If you push it you could die"

>"You've said this already"

>"You don't seem to be getting that anon, I'm worried because of that"

>"Stop worrying, not like we're friends anyways. Why the hell would you even care? I'm not a danger to you in anyway"

>I was fuming at this point, but when I looked at Marie, what I saw looked like I had said something that hurt her

>"Whats with that look you're giving me?"

>"Because anon you really want to know the truth?"

>"About what? That you love me or some crap?"

>"What if I do anon? What if I do love you"

>Then I started to see them

>the tears

>I had expected a smack in the face or just awkward silence, but she was keeping herself from crying

>The anger welling up was quickly becoming replaced with a sense of 'I've really fucked up big time haven't I?'

Exposition is shaky, headed back into edgy territory, I could not for the life of me work in why the MC was so distrustful without making it seem out of place, ending for this part is different than the original idea, and this is where the path diverged so to speak in terms of endings

>Break eye contact, part of me just felt like utter shit for making her cry

>In a defeated tone just say "Listen , if I'm just upsetting you I'm gonna head upstairs, I'll be back down before I go to bed to re-stoke the fire

>Feel completely out of element in a situation like this, realize I should probably do something before getting up

>"Marie.."

>She doesn't say or do anything, she probably expected me to spit more venom

>Realize I can just head upstairs now and be done with it all

>Instead listen to that nag at the back of my mind telling me to fix the situation

>I pulled Marie close and held her, something neither her nor myself expect

>Expected her to be upset with this and push me away

>Instead she leans in towards it a bit

>Softly sigh out "Listen…I just want you to know, that for what it's worth I'm sorry for getting you upset" as I hold her

>expecting some sort of reprimand for my actions, at this point I'm prepared for the worst she can do

>Nothing comes

>decide to speak up "If you want me to leave you be I'd understand"

>She shifts a bit, thinking she wants me to let go I start to

>Instead she puts her arm around me and pulls me closer

>"Please don't leave anon"

>"You're sure, I've been a pretty big jack ass and I'd understand if you wanted me to go"

>"Anon, I don't want you to go, just please stay here"

>Spent what felt like the next half hour just holding her

>"Hey Marie"

>"Hmm?.."

>"I need to get up my leg is starting to get sore and stiff"

>"Do you want help getting up?"

>"I'm fine, just gonna take a shower, the heat should loosen the muscles"

>Despite my protest she still helped me up

>"Anon, can I ask you something"

>"What?"

>"When you're done, can we spend a bit more time together?"

>Felt my chest swell and tighten at the same time

>"I…Umm..Yeah, sure okay"

>Headed to the bathroom, with a small detour to check the clock on the stove

>Clock read about 8:04 pm

>Mental note taken about time,go off to take shower

>Come back a little while later, leg feeling a bit better

>Find Marie on the couch sorta drifting off

>sit down next to her on the couch giving her a little nudge on the shoulder

>"You want to turn in now? you look like you're ready to just crash"

>She shifts her position, leans into me

>"No, it's just very peaceful here, it's relaxing"

>Feel that weirdness in my chest again

>"Anon…if it's ok with you, will you hold me again?"

>My mind is racing, part of it just yelling "fuck it, just do it already!"

>My arm goes around her without a word and I just pull her close

>She sinks further against me, closing her eyes and lets out this noise that sounds like a sigh of contentment

>"How come you aren't always like this nice anon, on campus you're not like this"

>"High school was hell, between some personal factors,not wanting to be rape fodder and being on the low run of the social ladder, I just honestly hardened up. By chance learned how to access the administrator account on my school's network and used that knowledge to build up a rep as some super elite hacker, People still mocked me, but no one dared touch me."

>"I like this you better anon, it's nicer and more gentle"

>That feeling in my chest kicks into overdrive, feels like my chest is on fire

>"Well…uhh…I-I just don't like people knowing, kindness gets abused way to often I think"

>"Anon, not everyone is out to hurt you, am I hurting you?"

>"I-I Its-Its just…"

>stammering

>can't really think of anything until…

>Tightness in my chest wells up more, breathing starts getting a bit rapid as I feel her lay on of her lands on my side

>"Anon…can we…Try something?"

Had song related on repeat till I finished this, slow because the inbetween bits are what trip me up, I can get the major events, the in-between bits fucking trip me up. Also enjoy the cocktease of a cliff hanger

>>144516

Seems like you managed to stop the MC from going total edgelord, good job anon

>>144639

anon, everyone has a softer side, the MC just has a fear of showing his

also working hard on the next bit, gonna try and overcome my problem with details for the sake of the next bit

>>142773

>Well it was a half truth, AutoShop was my last class, but my last period was an off period

>Go out into the parking lot, not many people in sight because school is still going

>Get into car, go drive off into town

>Short trip leads me to the AutoShop class

>Small commercial car / mechanic garage

>See a familiar P71 in the parking lot, with an ElCamino from yesterday morning next to it

>Also see a familiar Mitsubishi

>Tess must have this period off as well

>Pull into parking lot, Jimmy the “Cop” and Geoff were carefully observing me as I parked next to Tess's Mitsubishi

>Turn off engine, see Jimmy and Geoff casually observe the car

>Jimmy trying to see if he can identify it, he did see me last night after all, not sure if he remembered it because we broke up very quickly

>Get out of my car, “Is there a problem officer?”

>His face goes sour as mine goes smug

>”I've got my eye on you...” he says as I walk into the shop

>A guy standing behind the counter looks up and asks, “You here for the class?”

>Nod my head

>”Anon right? Just go through the door on the left into the garage.” he says as he points his finger

>Open door, go into garage

>See Tess standing behind some shelves

>As the door slams shut, she turns her head and looks at me

>”...You.” she says

>I'm happy to see you too

>”Yes, me.” I reply to her

>I slowly walk around the shop, looking at tools and chemicals stored in the place

>”I certainly hope no more bets are placed against me.” I say, after having my discussion with Samantha earlier

>”N-No, I'm not,” she mutters

>>144676

>”Now, I was told everyone had their last period here. Is this the last period?” I ask

>”No, I have next as an off period. I just hang out here during that time, then they all show up.” she explains

>”Well, my next period is off as well. You're stuck with me for the time being.” I say.

>”W-What!”

>Tess goes in shock, hairs standing on their ends, her tail stretched out pretty far, her claws digging into the ground

>I try to contain my smile created by her shock

>Door opens up, Jimmy, Geoff, and the guy from behind the counter come on in

>He must be the teacher here

>”Ah, I see you two have already met. Now, we were going to do something today according to plan, but that's going to change.” he says

>He goes over to the wall and presses a button

>The large garage door rolls up

>”What are we going to do today,” asks Jimmy

>”Well, Anon, is that your car outside?” the teacher asks, pointing to my Corolla

>”Yes. Why?”

>”We haven't looked at any front wheel drive cars for in class study yet. Let's see yours.” he says

>Walk outside and get in the car

>Start up the car, and let it creep into the garage

>Get out

>”What do you want to see about it? It's only a Corolla.” I ask

>”We haven't gone over front wheel drive cars yet,” says the teacher, “Could you open up the hood?”

>>144709

Inb4 teacher is a muscle car enthusiast and leaks autism over Anonmadinejahd's tweaked riceburner

>"I know all about your plans young ones, the Elves have informed me of your plans to storm the Moria Gallery, and all four of you have come a very long way.. But as I can see. Your journey has only just begun. Tell me old Rising Fin, did the Spider tell you a book was to be found here? To open a special door?" Said Christopher Lee

>"Yes, Mr. Lee." Replied Rederan

>"Well, that's rubbish. Because instead of a book you will have a guide. I shall accompany you on this venture."

>Holy shit, he's coming with us

>"Uh, no offense sir.. But I don't think there would be room in my car." I said

>"Ah yes of course.. Your American car.. No matter. We shall take my vehicle. "

>Ohboy.jpg

>"And what kind of car do you have?" I say

>"It is an old British Army supply truck. It can carry all 5 of us, plus all of the provisions and supplies you have packed." Said Mr. Lee, very eloquently

>"Okay, well that solves the issues of our transportation and ability to even break into the tomb, but what about this weapon the Spider spoke of? She said it can destroy the Deathclaws that stalk the plains."

>"Ah yes.. Your Majesty, may I request that the weapon be granted to The Courier?" Spoke Mr. Lee

>"It belongs in human hands anyway.. I'm still ashamed of the fact we had to use such a device to win a battle against those accursed Drow of the Northern Mountain.. The Human may have it. Lydia! Go into the armory and get the weapon for the Human."

>The guard standing by the queen quickly sprinted off

>A few minutes of waiting later.. And she came back with.. Oh my god.

>She runs up to me and hands it over..

>THE BFG 9000

"My cause is just, my will is strong.. And my gun.. Is very, very large." - Doomguy

Sorry for being away guys. Irl stuff.

>>144729

Happens to us all mate. Now BEAT THAT KEYBOARD LIKE A BAD MONKEY!

>>144729

good to see you aren't dead

>>144726

will MC be able to run at 60 KPH now that he is doomguy or something?

>>144726

>"DO YOU EVEN KNOW WHAT THIS IS!?" I shout, absolutely astonished

>How the fuck did these tree huggers even get it..

>"No.. What is it human? And mind your tone of voice.." Said the Queen

>"Sorry.. I'm just blown away. This is the BFG 9000.. An energy based piece of hardware that can obliterate organic matter of any kind. This could easily turn those Deathclaws into piles of green goo." I say, proud of the Space Maries who guard God Emperor Trump

>"Hmm, impressive. I hope it serves you well, Courier." Said the Queen

>"It will, I'm confident we'll be able to make it now. But Mr. Lee.." I say, turning to the old man..

>"How do you plan on opening the Door? Or giving us fire support? I mean I know you're very experienced when it comes to these things bu-"

>"Say no more, Courier. I shall show you."

>And with that, Lee had walked past his curtain again, and came out from behind it in a few minutes..

>Armed to the teeth, in his old uniform.

>He had an Enfield Enforcer, with the scope and a sling for it

>So much fucking ammo in his bandoleers holy hell

>An old Sten Gun, looking freshly cleaned and ready to rock

>A Raiper on his belt, scabbard and frog ready to go..

>"Let's go lad." He said, walking out the door in his gear

>Time to kill all the things..

>>144742

*SPACE MARINES

>>144744

TODEH THE ENEMH IS AT AOR DOAR

WE NO AOR DUTEH AND WE WILL DO ET

>>144735

Yeah just shit happening that left me with no energy at night. And no, the MC is not doomguy.. He's just a kid with a lot of anger issues, desperation, and a Big Fucking Gun.

>>143754

;)

>>144717

>”Anon…”

>You got to be fucking kidding me, those two are married and are doing this on purpose

>”Anon!”

>I wonder what Tess noticed this

>”ANON!”

>Look at the four standing in front of my car

>”What?” I ask

>”You and me, at the highway,” says Mr. Geeley

>”Okay?” I say

>He runs out of the garage

>Can hear a growl from the other side of the garage

>Out comes a Pontiac Fiero huffing out plumes of smoke from the exhaust pipe

>I lean over to Tess and ask, “What is in that?”

>”A Duramax Diesel.” she replies

>I casually stroll into my car, and start it up

>With the sound of a non threatening shitbox Toyota four banger

>Creep out of the garage, and follow him back to the gas station right outside of the highschool

>The others have tagged along too, they wanted to see this

>Thinking about how close this is going to be

>I've never dyno'd my car, but his probably makes 350ish hp at 3000 rpm with 650ish ftlb at 1500 rpm

>If that's comparable, then I have an advantage with max RPM, a less steep transmission, and weight

>Definately weight

>”Hey Tess, want to hold a camera while you sit in the passenger side.” I offer

>”Umm, sure.” she hesitates as she walks over to the passenger side

>”Won't that just weigh you down.” asks Mr. Geeley

>As Tess closes the door and I roll up the window, I say, “I need you to weigh down the other side of the car to even out the traction.”

>”R-Right.” she says as she pulls out her phone

>She gets to recording, holding the phone the proper way

>We both go out onto the highway

>Flip a switch on the dash to firm up the suspension

>Geeley puts his fingers up at the window, counting down

>I have my clutch open, and have in floored

>Mr. Geeley probably has the Allison automatic, because the torque would probably destroy a normal gearbox

>heh

>The moment I see his car move forwards, my foot slips off the clutch

>Do my absolute best to fight torque steer

>Tess curls up into fetal and starts screaming as my car flies past the Fiero

>Don't stop, keep on going

>Keep going because not sure if he had a quarter mile marker set up somewhere

>As I fly down the highway

>Mr. Geelye is still chasing me, his transmission must of finally upsifted

>Can't let him catch up, turn off the AC compressor

>Can't believe I left that on this whole time

>Pull ahead even quicker

>See him flash his brights and slow down

>Corner is up ahead, those cars belonging to the beaners are still wrecked out there

>Don't slow down, take the corner

>Tess is gripping on to the OH SHIT handle above her head for dear life

>Slide across the seat a bit, should probably buy a cheap bucket seat one day

>Make it around the corner, then pull over to the side of the road, coming to a stop

>>144742

>Good thing Mr. Lee knows Dwarvish.. And like a shit ton of other languages, I thought to myself

>"Now then." He said

>"I'm going to need you to drive the truck while me and the Courier shoot down any pursing Deathclaws. Rederan will give you directions to the Moria Gallery on the way. Can you handle that young man?" Said Lee, looking at Jamal

>"Yeah. I have my permit but not my liscense.. I can handle the truck though." Said Jamal

>"Excellent, young Anon hop on up." He said to me, unfolding the back of the truck where other young men would have been getting on.. So many years ago..

>He unhinged the little latch that let the metal down, and I climbed up into the truck with all of our supplies and extra guns way in the back

>He got up with me, and then closed the latch and metal piece locking the back of the truck up.. A good opening infront of us, he must be planing to snipe a long side me while I dish out BFG shot everywhere

>"Now.. I have tangled with these beasts before.. They are quick witted, and very fast. It would be disastrous if one got close enough to us to use it's claws. Do you understand?" He said

>"I do. You plan on using that Enfield to give me sniper support while I lay down the hurt with the BFG."

>"Precisely! Your military knowledge impresses me lad. How did you know what my plan was?"

>"My Uncle was a Marine, he taught me a lot of things." I said in reply

>"Hmph, and a good thing too. We're going to need all the luck and skill in the world." He said

>And then the truck pulled out of the camp.. Out on the forrest road towards the exit, to the Plains.. My rifle in the back with the other guns, my shotgun in it's holster.. And the BFG in my hands

To be continued…

I guess tonight is party night for all the writers.

or is everything here being written by one person or something?

>>144762

Nah, it's party night, I could feel it in my autism senses tingling.

>>144781

stop arguing with yourself. we have such a hard time writing all of this by ourself to begin with.

>>144781

Don't push your luck.

>>144785

But I'm not samefagging. Look at the ID's.

Fair enough though, I'll go shitpost somewhere else.

>A few seconds later, Mr. Geeley makes it around the corner and pulls up next to me, followed by an observing P71 and ElCamino

>A permanent look of fear is plastered on Tess's face as she holds the camera phone towards the Fiero

>Mr. Geeley rolls down his window and shouts out, “I'd say it's fast, but it sure doesn't look furious!”

>Focus my attention on Tess, I would like her to calm the fuck down

>”Don't worry, it's over.” I say

>No effect

>Not sure if I want to risk doing this or not

>Reach out with my hand slowly

>Pat her on the head

>”Come on now.” I say

>Her head slowly turns towards mine, her cheeks are pretty red

>I retract my hand slowly, and follow Mr. Geeley back to the shop

>I set the suspension back to comfort, and turn the AC back on

>Maybe she got hot blooded during the race, not sure if, whatever she is, is cold blooded or not

>She still needs to chill out, so I point the vents towards her

Whoops

>>144757

>>144803

>”So, when are we going to do the interview.” I ask her on the way back

>”A-After class then.” she shudders out

>Park back in garage

>She gets out of the car

>Can see the door handle is wet

>Think nothing of it, the AC must of done it

>Get out of car

>Mr. Geeley asks, “So just how legal are these modifications.” he asks

>im-fucking-plying

>”The only illegal modification to the car is the hydrocarbon refrigerant.” I tell him

>Spend the rest of the class sitting next to Tess as she does some class work

>Help her through the stuff she doesn't know

>”Thanks A-Anon.”

>Can't seem to figure out what's so off putting about me

>Was it wreckless driving

>Or was it something I said yesterday

>Probably when I was running around with an RPK screaming “ALLAHU AKBAR!”

>Try to get her to calm down by inching closer and closer to her, sort of like yesterday

>I'm a real ladies man btw

>I just barely whisper, “So where are we going to do that interview? I wanted to do it after this class is over.”

>2smooth

>>144796

Nah, even if I had the time I couldn't write 5 different high detail stories at once. I'm too much of a perfectionist. Also Been having a lot of rage and feels lately, not the greatest mix for this type of writefagging

>>144816

I'm trying to do this, a script, and a CYOA at the same time. Shit sucks because I can do one at a time.

>>144817

…and here I am struggling with a single shitty "story"

I guess I'm just a lazy bastard.

>>144816

>i got problems.

Shit man, hope you are doing better now at least.

>>144813

>”We can g-go to my place.” she says, “My parents want to make s-sure it gets done.”

>Not really sure what her parents are like

>Finish up with class, I follow her to her house

>Not too big, doesn't look very rich for a “Dragon”

>She is very hesitant to open up her door, she probably thinks her parents are embarrassing

>”I'm not like them so much.” pretty much confirms this

>She opens up the door, see the house is stocked with Ikea furniture

>Don't see them around anywhere, the TV is on though, but muted

>She looks around, carefully observing the place before grabbing me by the wrist and dragging me upstairs to her room

>Her palm is very sweaty

>She turns around quickly and slams her door shut, locking it, and stuffing a towel under the base of it

>She sits on the carpeted floor, knees weak, back against the wall, not sure if there is relief or pain on her face

>Arm's spaghetti

>She opens up a laptop and makes a new word document, her claws shake as she tries to press each key

>”Hey, let me handle that.” I say as I sit down next to her

>She hands the laptop over to me, wiping the keyboard off with her shirt

>The keys are all scratched up and are barely visible

>Whatever, I can type well enough anyways

>I start the interview, “So Tess, why is it bad to flip over desks?”

>”Well, it's because, they, um, cost money. To fix.”

>I stretched what she said out as long as I could with my professional bullshitting ability

>”So it's not because you could of injured Chuchesta?” I ask

>”Don't tell me you're in to h-her.” she says

>I am very offended by this

>”Hey, just because my kind likes to fuck goats doesn't mean I'm into her. We're supposed to do the advances. It's absolutely haram for them to go first.” I say as I hand the laptop back to her

>”S-Sorry,” she says, “I just though y-you were…”

>”I'm not into her.”

>Can see vomit on her shit, mom's sphagetti

>She's nervous, but she tries to act calm on the surface as she asks me, “So Anon, w-why are you still single?”

>I remember what my father had told me to say

>”Because US doesn't allow arranged marriages with 12 year old girls.” I promptly reply

>She types nervously on the laptop

>But she keeps on spaghetti what she wrote down

>I put my hand on her hand to calm her down a bit, guessing I need to be making the first move since she seems inexperienced and this must be her first time

>She completely freezes

>The whole crowd goes spaghetti

>She opens her mouth, the spaghetti won't come out

>She's choking, how? Everybody's joking now

>Spaghetti's run out, times' up, over – Blaow!

>>144838

>Her hand feels cold as she turns her head towards me

>I reach around her side and grab her shoulder, sort of pulling her in with a hug

>She quickly types some more, and gets up to the sound of the printer

>This nut is tough to crack

>Get up as well, and follow her

>Watch over her shoulder as the paper prints out of an old HP inkjet

>Hear a knock on the door

>”Tess, get off the Wi-Fi, I'm trying to use the internet.” shouts a female voice

>Must be her mother complaining about the printer hogging up internal bandwidth on what is probably a Linksys router from 2002

>”O-Okay.” she shouts back

>”Tess. Are you alright?” asks the voice again

>”I'm fine.” she replies back

>Hear the footsteps go away

>She turns around and faces me, and quietly asks, “S-So, the interview is over. Am I the first?”

>Come on Achmedharamijad, it's either now or never

>I lean forwards and hug her, kissing her on the cheek

>She goes pale and stiffens, she falls over onto her bed as I hug on tight to her

>She is definitely not used to this

>”It's m-my first too.” she whimpers quietly

>”You're a cute girl.” I say as I hug her a little more

>I can feel her arms wrap around me while she replies, “For you.”

>She presses her face into my shoulder and intensifies her grip

>She probably needs to let out her pent up emotions, so I hold her tighter to help coax them out

>”So warm.” she mutters as her tail drags the covers over us

>She must be cold blooded

>We both lie there motionless for a while

>Loose track of time as I fall asleep

>As my eyes slowly shut, I can see the door crack open a little

>Two faces one above, one underneath barely register to my eyes

>They stare intently at me as I drift away

>Also see a camera flash

>>144819

Don't beat yourself up. Creativity's a moodier, needier, more fickle bitch than the most flagrantly shitty 3dpd.

It'll come. :)

>>144839

>Wake up to my phone vibrating in my pocket

>Try to sit up straight in bed, held down by Tess

>Pull out phone, it's almost 8:00 PM

>See reminder I made myself

>”What is it Anon,” asked Tess

>”Shit, I forgot about the meetup at the gas station?” I say as I try to get up

>I successfully get up, and Tess follows suit

>”What for?” she asks

>”Beating up niggers that sell fake crack.” I tell her

>”I remember now.” says Tess as she crawls out of bed

>”Yeah, I'm going to have to get something from home real quick. Meet you there.”

>”Okay.” she says as we both rush out the door to our cars

>I get in mine and make my way back home asap

>Rush up to my room and grab my RPK

>Put a black tee shirt over my head, along with the green headband

>”Whats going on my son, why are you…” asks my Father

>”No time to waste, I must act quickly.” I say as I sprint out the door

>Throw the gun into the back seat, and speed off to the gas station

>See Uncle Bourbon's S2K and Craig's Echo, park next to them

>See Tess observing from across the road

>”Bout time you showed up. Let's get moving.” says Craig

>”Yeah, take your time to because niggers aren't cop calling faggots.” says Bourbon

>Pull RPK out of back seat and slam mag in the well

>”Woah, didn't expect you to bring that.” comments Bourbon

>We search the area, and sure enough, we find the two selling their fake crack behind the gas station

>I scream out “ALLAHU AKBAR!” while pointing the gun at the two

>The throw their hands up, Craig and Bourbon move in and start beating them up

>I join the fun too by using the stock as a club

>We beat up the niggers selling fake crack

>As we are done with our fun, we see a camera flash

>It's fukcing Pajeet from home room holding a phone and a camera, and wearing a Valero company uniform

>Shit

>He laughs and says, “Thank you for taking care of problem behind my store. But please don't get in the way of our plans you eavsedrop on Anon, or else I show picture to cops after calling police.”

>Fucking currynigger is cruising for a bruising

>>143187

>he thinks aussie bacon is weird

triggered

>>144516

>"OI OI, W-What are you doing?"

>her clawed hand is now more or less stroking my thigh

>The warmth in my chest as well as the tightness increase to points I didn't think possible

>eyes are wide as hell darting around anxiously

>"Oi Marie, this is going a bit too fast don't you think?"

>I look down at Marie hoping to get an explanation

>She's looking up at me with this serene expression on her face

>"Anon you don't have to be scared, if you want me to stop I'll stop"

>Uneasiness in my chest is hitting an all time high

>"Well…I-I…umm..Wh-what do you want?"

>At this point I'm probably leaking spaghetti worse than the Exxon Valdez

>"Anon, I want to get to know you better, I want to get to know the sweet guy you keep hidden from people"

>Heavy breathing intensifies

>A concerned look crosses Marie's face as she notices I've got the look of a deer trapped in the headlights

>"Are you afraid of me Anon?"

>That question snaps me back a bit, able to focus on something other than the welling in my chest

>"N-no, its-its just…"

>"You can trust me Anon, I'm not going to hurt you,I love you Anon and want to make you happy"

>head starts swimming again at those words

>"Anon if you want me to leave you be I will, but I want you to know I care about you"

>Mind is racing at this point, looking for a plan of action

>Realize the best thing at this point would be to let instinct take over and see how far I can get on that

>I let out a deep breath before telling Marie "I'm willing to trust you"

>Her amber eyes seem to light up at this

>She starts moving closer, I've started to feel her warm breath on my neck

>My face is bright red, a mix of embarrassment and happiness seem to be taking forefront

>She stops stroking my thigh and moves to the belt I've got on

>I hear her claws clink against the metal and a brief tightness as she undoes my belt

>Some more noises, the biggest one being the zipper on my pants going down

>her hand disappears underneath my boxers

>feel what feels like warm leather wrap itself around my shaft

>She starts stroking my dick

>My breathing becomes heavy

>Go to look at Marie, she has a look of contentment on her face

>"Does it feel good Anon?"

>Let out a deep exhale

>"Y-yeah, you're being surprisingly gentle"

>My dick is twitching and throbbing like crazy as she continues to just gently stroke it

>Decides to let instinct take the wheel

>My hand that's been at her waist traces down her side to her ass

>Remember the age old adage 'Firmly grasp it in your hands'

>Do so, Marie lets out a short surprised gasp followed by a small satisfied moan

>Her face is flushed red

>"Anon…"

>Shift myself as best I can, putting my face close to hers

>her breath mingles with mine as we inch closer

>We kiss and it's a deep one

>Can feel my tongue twining with hers

>Mind is starting to get fuzzy, but focusing on Marie keeps it somewhat clear

>As our lips pull away softly whisper "Turn about is fair play*

>My hand moves from her ass,tracing the waist line of her dark blue jeans

>Gauging her expression as I stop at her front

>Hand goes up inside her shirt feeling her smooth stomach

>Her face gains a brighter shade of red as she realizes what my next trick is

>In a few deft motions I manage to undo the button and pull the zipper down

>See the tell tale signs of her panties

>they're plain white cotton from the looks of it

>Again my hand moves, this time underneath that same hint of white I saw moments ago

>Almost instantly I feel what I was looking for

>Marie is looking at me with heavy anticipation now, her chest heaving

>Hand goes down further, positioning my middle finger so it slightly cuts into the crevice

>As I do this she pulls me in for another deep kiss

>Realize that's the signal for me to go further

>retrace my steps so to speak with my hand before stopping at the very top

>Fingers slide right inside easily to the juices her body has been secreting

>Another low moan as I dig inside her

>"Anoooonn~…ha..mmm~..Feels good…D-Don't stop~"

>Marie started to just grind her hips against my hand

>Felt as the warm wetness surrounding my probing fingers was squeezed as she clenched herself

>Her breathing got heavier and heavier as I probed

>Marie's breathing was ragged and her face was outright flushed with colour

>"Anon..How close are you to cumming"

>Under my own heavy breath manage to sigh out "Almost there"

>Hearing this she stopped and pulled away from me

God I probably managed to make an entire lewd scene garbage due to my crap writing, part of me wanted to scrap this entire thing after getting some feedback about details. I ended up not listening to that and tried my best to put more detail in this

>>145116

>"Oi Marie is there something wrong, did I do something wrong?"

>Marie smiles, we end up sharing another deep kiss

>"Hold on anon, don't cum just yet"

>She gets up, letting her jeans fall to the ground, letting me get a good look at her bottom half

>her bottom half is more faded than her top half, her tan a lot less prevalent but still noticeable showing how healthy her body is

>Her juices dripping down her thigh, a dark spot on her simple panties a tell tale sign of how ready she is

>"Anon, I know this may sound weird, but I'd like for you to finish in my mouth"

>My mind's a haze, can't think of anything but needing Marie at this point

>All I manage to huff out is a "Alright"

>Marie smiles, another deep kiss and gets off the couch, only a few movements later she's infront of me

>I relax and sink into the soft couch, lifting my butt off the cushion a bit

>Marie is at this point kneeling between my legs and pulling my pants down

>My dick is inches from her face, throbbing and twitching like crazy

>Expected her to say something cheesy

>instead she simply tells me "I'm going to begin, ok?"

>Nod, which is the only thing I feel I can do at this point

>Suddenly feel her warm moist breath against my dick

>She's gently blowing on it, for some reason it feels good

>This doesn't last long, maybe one or two breaths before she moves towards the tip of my shaft

>Feel her soft lips against the tip for a split second

>The next moment all I feel is her mouth wrapped around my length

>I feel my toes curl as she starts to move

>Her mouth feels amazing, the combination of her tongue bumping against my sensitive spots and the suction are sending me over the edge

>She's thoroughly working me over with her mouth my mind's getting fuzzy as all hell

>Reach out and put my hand on her head, running my hands through that jet black hair,stroking her gently as she finishes me off

>At my limit at this point,under my ragged breath I get out "it's coming"

>Feel my body shudder as I unload into Marie's mouth

>see her eyes go wide for a split second before a fulfillment look takes the place of the surprised expression

>She's holding me in her mouth as my cock twitches and throbs inside

>after what feels like an eternity I'm spent

>Marie and I lock eyes, she makes an audible swallowing sound before she removes my meat from her mouth

>She opens her mouth showing that she swallowed it all

>"I'm glad I get to be Anons first"

>She pulls herself up unto her feet and looks down at me

>"Did it feel good Anon?"

>It..felt…amazing"

>She gives me the sweetest smile before saying

>"I'm glad, I want my husband to be happy"

wow I actually had to cut this into parts to get it to post, I for one am impressed with myself for making this much garbage

>>145020

Compare it to murrican and canadian bacon and it is a bit.

>>145116

I think you managed to capture the moment well enough without descending into cheese. Quit bashing on yourself already.

>>145118

>husband

The fuck just happened there? You and your cliffhangers…

>>145118

Finally good to see bestgirl getting some lewd writefaggotry

>>145137

I think you're doing a good job. Keep doing what you're doing

>following in the footsteps of my favorite story, Halo 2

I think I might love you anon

>>145137

>I just see everything I do as garbage

everyone does this.

every single artist, engineer, or designer will always look upon their work and only notice its flaws.

do not simply see them and despair, keep moving forward and seek to improve them. and in extension, yourself.

>>145150

A fun side fact, they axed about 5 missions or so that were supposed to take place after that infamous cutscene, source is H2 dev commentary, Joe Staten at the time head cinematics and story

>>144819

I do my best.

>>144817

CYOA's are a bitch to manage. I'm glad you're trying though, OC is the lifeblood here, after all.

>>145118

>Look Anon, you're hard as a rock.

>Jesus Christ, Marie.

>>145215

I was aroused as hell and listening to the entire sound track of the megadrive game "Thunder Force IV" when writing that I had TFIV OST on repeat, looped about 6 or so times before I finished this

>>145224

I guess that's the secret formula for writing good smut.

>>145118

>It took me a second to register what Marie had just said due to my fuzzy head

>gears start clicking

>Realize she just called me her husband

>"Did you really just call me your husband?"

>She just looked down at me from her position

>"Anon~, I want to be by your side, someone like you anon needs someone to stay by them forever"

>she started to move, climbing on top of me so our bodies were close

>I could feel her wetness rubbing against my member pumping new life into it

>"I want you to trust me with your heart anon, I want to be by your side forever, that's why I called you my husband"

>She shifts positions, I can feel the length of my shaft biting into her as she grinds against it

>Manage to gather my thoughts for a brief instance

>"This is going way to fast Marie, this entire evening has been moving at break neck speeds"

>the grinding stops, it seems saying snapped Marie back to reality

>"I-I'm sorry Anon, it's just that I love you, I want to be by your side anon"

>A soft sigh escapes me before I look up at the woman who I'm sharing this moment with

>"Marie,what you said was cheesy as fuck, but if you really mean it I'll trust you"

>Tears well up in her eyes and the happiest smile crosses her face

>I wrap my arms around her and pull her body as close to mine as it can be

>again I feel her soft lips against mine, her tongue and mine rubbing against each other

>I pull away to tell her something she's been waiting to hear

>"I love you Marie, even if this entire night has been moving at an insane pace I wouldn't want it to change"

>"Anon no matter what I won't leave your side"

>She leans back in and we start locking lips again

>instinct once again kicks in, moving my arms

>Grabbing her waist I started gently moving my hands up her sides, lifting her shirt in the process

>Marie senses whats happening and shifts herself yet again, this time so I can continue with my actions

>her shirt comes off revealing a bra, as plain as her panties

>Both of us breathing heavy

>My eyes flick back from her face that filled with a need for me to her heaving chest

>"Marie are you embarrassed at all?"

>"No, it's my Anon seeing me so it's ok"

>Again take this as a signal to proceed

>takes a couple seconds but my hands figure out how to undo the clasp of her bra

>She lets it slowly slide off before gingerly tossing it aside

>I've now got a good view of Marie's breasts, they look firm yet still soft

>at the end of each breast is a Areola a bit smaller than a half dollar, the colouration a healthy pinkish tone

>Realize that where her nipples should be are slits, meaning she has inverted nipples

>As I take this all in I realize this is the body of the woman who wants to spend her life with me

>Feel a combination of profound joy and lust as I look at her

>"You've got an amazing body Marie, I'm lucky to be able to see it"

>a satisfied moan comes out of Marie at this

>"I'm glad my husband finds me attractive"

>"Come on Anon it's your turn now, lemme see my darling's body"

>Laugh a bit at this

>"There's nothing really there, but if you insist"

>with her help I get my shirt off

>A bit embarrassed at my pale skin and lack of any real muscle

>She still has that happy soft look on her face

>She traces one of her clawed fingers up the center of my chest in a seductive manner

>"I think your body is fine Anon, see you even have chest hair, that's a sign my darling husband is a man"

>Trying my best not to laugh, but I have a big stupid grin on my face as she says this

>Move my hands down towards her ass again

>Start groping and massaging her cheeks

>"ha~…Anon…Aah~"

>She's getting back into it, as am I

>"Ha~…ha~…Anon~…I..need you so badly~…"

>Kiss her on the cheek before whispering in her ear to go ahead

>Feel her leathery hand wrap itself around my length again as she guides it to her entrance

>Again in one swift motion I feel myself sucked inside her

>All I manage to do is let out a deep exhale and curl my toes at this sensation

>Can't think straight as her insides rub up against and contract around my dick

>Marie's hips start to grind and gyrate sending my head into a spin

>"How does it feel Anon?~ Does it feel good?~ I want my husband to be happy~"

>"A-Amazing, Marie my head is spinning, What about you though?

>Marie manages to squeak out amongst her own heavy breathing and moaning

>"It feels goood~ My Anon's dick is rubbing up against my insides and making me want more~"

>I start moving my own hips

>Marie seems to let out a gasp and shudders a bit

body too long my ass 8ch

>>145514

>"How about now? How do you feel?"

>"Anoooon~ My head is swimming~ Don't stop please~"

>Feeling mischievous I quicken my pace

>Marie sinks into me panting heavily

>Her vaginal walls start constricting me harder, the pleasure from the sensation is driving me crazy

>Both of us are quickening our pace at this point trying to make the other feel good

>each thrust I make feels like it's driving deeper and deeper into Marie

>The only two sources of sound in the world I seem to be able to register at this point are Marie's own moans of satisfaction and my heart pumping like crazy

>Our pace has also produced a faint wet noise as we bump and grind against one another

>Amidst the passionate love making I hear Marie gasp out

>"Anoonn~ going to…Going to cum~"

>"Wanna try and time cumming together Marie? I'm pretty much at my limit too"

>"Yesss~…I want to cum with you Anon~I want to cum with my sweet husband~"

>her arms wrap around my neck as she prepares for the last stretch, her hips moving like crazy

>"Marie are you ready sweetie? I can't really hold it, I need time to pull out"

>"No Anon…Leave it inside~ I want to feel you finish inside~"

>I'm at my limit and hearing this didn't help

>Feel like this may be it

>"ANOOOOOOON~…"

>Marie comes first, her body tenses up and shudders, the constricting sends me over the edge

>With one final thrust I get as deep as I can inside Marie and unleash what I've got left in me

>Feel my dick spasm and twitch as Marie's body tries to milk every last drop

>Marie and I hold each other tightly as our bodies writhe and spasm

>Feel her breath on my neck as she pants and gasps

>Run a hand through her hair, gently stroking her head

>Weakly get out "I love you Marie"

>"I love you too Anon"

>We stay like this for awhile, our bodies against each others

>My softening meat still inside her, the occasional hip movement from both of us keeping it in a semi solid state

>Room is silent with the exception of the fire in the wood stove and our breathing

>I end up breaking the silence

>"Gotta get up Marie, as nice as this is"

>She looks at me sleepily

>"Is something wrong anon?"

>"Yes, if we fall asleep like this, as nice as it is, we're gonna catch a cold, lemme go get blankets"

>Marie kisses me on the cheek whispering in my ear about how thoughtful I am

>My leg having stiffened causes some problems

>The couch being as cushy as it is makes getting up harder

>Manage to get up and head out the room

>Come back with blankets maybe 2 or 3 minutes later

>Find Marie laying on the couch still naked

>Kinda drape the blankets over me and crawl up next to her

>feel the coolness of her scaled arm drape itself over my side as we get close

>Start drifting off as I lay next to her

>"Anon"

>"Hmm?.."

>"I love you"

>"I love you too Marie"

>These are pretty much the last words we speak before we both end up nodding off at around 10 or so

Wonder if this one will be too long to post (it was). Again this feels awkward but maybe it's better written than the last one. Also feel like I kept missing details and tried to go back to add some only to realize they ended up out of place. Last thing I have more planned but I don't want to drag this entire thing any longer than I need to, lastly the story so far in pastebin format http://pastebin.com/WjMqDLT1

>>145517

also I feel like I got too cheesy and lovey dovey in this, but after ow the edge at the start I decided to do this as a nice sweetner after chugging effectively what was lemon juice

>>145519

Well it was pretty sexy lemonade

>>145530

>>145535

Like I said I had more planned outside the one night thing, but I don't want to autism all over the floor. I'll probably keep writing just to keep it alive for my sake though

>>145418

>…But I think I’ve got a flight already booked.

>>145540

Looking forward to it

>>143125

>"Meat, can I speak to you for a moment?"

>Ms. Gorrak stops me as I'm about to leave for my next class

>"The dumb goat came up with the idea to make one of those weird cartoon robots out of bronze. While I may find it to be a waste of bronze, it is unique so I will allow it. What have you come up with?"

>Shit, I couldn't come up with anything worthwhile except a stupid drawing of some hairclips I want to make Noriko eventually

>Well, I might as well just take a shot in the dark

>"Ma'am, I drew these up."

>Show Ms. Gorrak the drawing of two rather plain hairpins than end in a small flower with an empty spot for a small stone in the small flowers

>"….Meat, are you trying to tell me you plan to become an alp? It is okay if that is what you want to do but please, reconsider your position in life if you are interested in that kind of thing. You can always live perfectly happy as a normal gay male."

>Thankfully Mac is not around or he would be dying of laughter

>"No Ma'am. Those are an idea I had. I want to make a gift for my girlfriend."

>"I see. A noble gesture coming from a meat. What kind of metal and stones do you want to use?"

>Shit, I didn't think that far ahead

>Time to lie out of my ass

>"Umm…..Mithril and emeralds?"

>Really Anon? Do you have the money to spend on a rare fucking metal and jewels?

>Ms. Gorrak just looks at me with unbridled rage

>"Meat, do you honestly believe that I have a single piece of mithril to let a novice who has only made a few chairs worthy of selling in that Swedish store you humans enjoy so much? While we're at it, I'll just let your friend the Goat make his robot statue to scale! I'm sure there is a town somewhere who wants a giant robot statue!"

>At least I respect his robot

>"Sorry Ma'am. It was foolish of me to think so far above my skill level. I just want to show her how much I love her and I wanted to make something for her by the end of next week to give her before I go to a fancy ball with her."

>Turn to walk away and go to my next class

>"…I can provide you with silver. You will have to get the stones yourself. If you mess up on making these pins, you will spend the rest of your time in my class working on making nails and screws."

>Holy shit the green bitch has a heart

>"Thank you Ma'am! I won't let you down!"

>Run off to my next class

>Where am I going to find emeralds?

>I hear dragons like rare gems

>So do niggers

>Give Mac a call before I head to class

>"Yo darkie, where are you? I need to know if you know any dragons we can get emeralds from."

>"Nigga, if you serious about this shit, meet me in the parking lot. We going on a field trip. First though, we need to hit up KFC and then stop by my crib. I got to pick some shit up."

>"KFC? Didn't you eat at lunch?"

>"Nah nigga, it ain't for me. Knowing this bitch, she ain't eating shit but cup noodles and pocky."

>Cup noodles? Pocky? What the fuck kinda dragon is this?

>>145698

is he going to have to make a deal with a weeabo dragon?

>>145698

>After the pit stop to pick up 2 buckets of chicken and some boxes from Mac's house, we drive another 30 minutes to some rundown apartment complex

>"Nigga, grab the boxes and let me do the talking. This bitch is weird as fuck."

>After lugging the 3 heavy as fuck boxes up four flights of stairs and setting them down in front of a door, I stand next to Mac as he knocks on the door

>"Millie-Senpai, it's Mac. I got some business to discuss."

>Hear what sounds like locks being unlocked followed by a yellow eye peaking through a crack in the door

>"Who'd you bring with you Mac? You know how I feel about outsiders."

>"He's my friend Senpai. He's on the level. He even spend money on chicken for you!"

>Door closes again followed by what sounds like a chain lock being opened

>A very thin dragon with messy purple hair in a ratty looking blue shirt and basketball shorts steps forward and picks up Mac

>"My favorite kohai has come to visit me!"

>Mac looks embarrassed as fuck

>"Put me down Millie! You can't be doing that shit in front of my homie!"

>After a few more seconds of hugging Mac, this strange dragon him down and turns toward me

>"Konichiwa. My name is Millie. I am the president of the Stone Creek Academy Anime & Manga Club. Well, I was. Back when I used to go there. And there was a club."

>"Hello, my name is Anon. How do you know my friend Mac?"

>She looks at Mac with a sad look on her face

>"Mac, did you turn your back on our way of life? Have you forsaken your nakama, Vice President?"

>'Nah, it ain't like that. I'm just busy with school and shit."

>Great, my best friend is a closet weeb

>"Anyway, we got some business with you Millie. Can we come in?"

>Millie takes the chicken buckets from Mac and starts walking back in

>"You can enter. Leave your shoes at the door please."

>"Nigga, grab the boxes and follow me in. And don't touch a fucking thing, you feel me?"

>Push the heavy boxes in and then take my shoes off

>>145709

"Yo Hol' up mah nigga *smacks lips* yo ass needs to fuckin' recognise. Dat mufugga be sugoi as shit yo!"

My fucking sides man… keep going, please!

>>145709

>I was not prepared for what I walked into

>I hear dragons are fond of treasure

>This dragon is fond of being a total fucking weeb

>Figures everywhere, walls covered in anime posters, and empty ramen cups piled high on a desk with a massive computer screen and multiple gundam model kits

>"Make yourself at home Anon. Please, have a seat!"

>Sit down on a couch that looks like it has seen better days

>Mac promptly sits next to me

>We both watch as this dragon tears into the Colonel's finest pieces of greasy chicken coated in herbs & spices

>"Senpai, when's the last time you had real food?"

>Millie responds by spitting pieces of chicken in our direction while talking with a mouth full

>"Itsh not sthe firsh of sthe month shet"

>"Senpai, swallow your food please before answering."

>After swallowing her food, Millie repeats her response

>"It's not the first of the month yet. I haven't gotten my check yet."

>Great, she's mooching off the system to buy her food and feed her weeb addictions

>After polishing off the remainder of the two buckets of chicken in one sitting, Millie finally decides to get down to the nitty gritty

>"Mac, you said you have business with me. What exactly do you need that you brought those boxes with you?"

>Mac gets up off the couch and bows

>"Senpai, my friend here needs two emeralds. I'm prepared to trade for them if need be."

>Millie looks interested

>"Oh? What did you bring me Mac?"

>"Nigga, open the boxes and take the stuff out."

>Do exactly as Mac instructs

>One box is full of manga and dvds

>The other is full of figures, model kits, and various card pack boxes from Yugi-Oh and Pokemon

>The last one just has a suitcase

>Mac, you lazy nigger. You could have carried the suitcase

>"You can have all these rare and out of print manga and anime dvds. I'll throw in some rare figures, mint in box as well as some model kits and unopened booster packs from your favorite card games."

>Millie is just looking at the suitcase

>"And? You know this isn't enough for what you want. I'm sure I have most of this stuff in my collection already and if not, I can always just download it or buy it with the leftovers from my check."

>Mac sighs and looks at me

>"You owe me big time for this shit."

>Mac opens the suitcase and passes the whole thing to the dragon

>"You can have it back. I know how much it means to you and I'll give it back if you just help my boy out."

>Millie opens the suitcase and after looking inside, she looks like she is about to cry

>"…..Maurice, you know I can't say no to this. I'll give you what you want."

>What the hell is in that case?

>Millie goes to open a wall safe and comes back with 2 nice sized emeralds of incredible purity

>"Anon, whatever you need these for, just remember that you'll never find another friend as good as my kohai."

>Take the two emeralds

>Mille closes the case and then takes a deep breath

>"Anyway, what do you guys have planned the rest of the day? I haven't watched anime with my little Mac in forever!"

>Fuck, I'm trapped. There's no way I can say no after she just gave us these two jewels

>Send a text to Noriko telling her I ditched class with Mac to run an errand

>>145725

>After being subjected to an afternoon of sub vs. dub arguments, karaoke of various anime themes, and even a wonderful discussion on the intricacies of scamming your way to NEETdom and the life of an "otaku queen", I end up driving Mac home

>As soon as we get there, I decide to ask about the elephant in the room

>"What was in that case Mac?"

>Mac just sighs and looks at me

>"If I show you, you never, ever bring that shit up again. I'm serious. You take that shit to the grave."

>"Fine. I'll take that shit to the grave. What was it?"

>Mac unlocks his phone and passes it to me

>"It was an original of that. The only one in existence. I got it when the club disbanded. By that time, Senpai had graduated and it was just me and 2 other members. We took a photo in cosplay. Millie not only picked the outfits and made them, she assigned everyone an outfit. I got stuck….. crossplaying."

>Look at the phone

>Look at Mac

>Look at the phone again

>RIP sides, I hardly knew ye

>"NIGGA, YOU DRESSED AS SAILOR MOON!"

>"SHUT UP BITCH ASS NIGGA! I GOT A REP TO MAINTAIN!"

>My sides are gone at this point

>What are you going to do faggot? Punish me in the name of the moon?"

>Mac looks pissed

>Nigga, you let this shit slip and we ain't homies anymore. I'm serious. Your white bread ass will be all alone."

>Finally stop laughing and hug the little goat bastard

>"Thanks Mac. I appreciate what you did for me."

>"Nigga, let me go and stop being gay. I ain't down with that shit."

>Let the little bastard go

>"Fo' real tho, my ass is tired. I'm going inside to take a shit and get my ass to sleep. I'll see yo bitch ass in class tomorrow. You better get some serious pussy out of this. Hell, she better let you put it in her ass for all the shit I just gave up."

>Typical Mac, always thinking about muh dick and shiettt

>>145743

>Mac as Sailor Moon

We need drawfags now.

>>145564

I was tempted, I won't lie.

>>145743

>After a nice long shower to get the smell of weeb off me, I plop down on my bed and send Noriko a text

>"Long day full of weird shit. What are you up to?"

>10 minutes later and still no response

>Weird, she's usually pretty fast at sending me a response

>Maybe I should give her a call

>Dial her phone

>No answer

>Shit, she's pissed at me

>Guess I'll have to explain myself to her in the morning at school

>Lay down in bed

>Hear something hit my window

>Probably nothing

>Roll over and try to get some sleep

>There goes another noise of something hitting my window

>Get up and look out the window

>Dark as fuck outside

>Can't see shit

>Close my window and go back to my bed

>Phone starts buzzing

>1 new message

>"You plan on leaving me out here? My brother is going to be pissed if he has to pick me back up."

>Wait, Noriko is here? At this hour?

>Go open the backdoor and let her in

>"What are you doing here? It's almost midnight!"

>"Shhhh…keep your voice down. You want your mom finding out your girlfriend came to spend the night?"

>Shit, she has a point

>"Come on. We'll talk in my room."

>Sneak Noriko up to my room

>"Okay, now…..What are you doing here? My mom will be pissed if she catches you here!"

>Noriko gives me a sad look

>"Anon, wouldn't any young man be happy to see his girlfriend come over in the middle of night to sleep over?"

>Spaghetti? Check. All Systems Optimal. Initiate Release of Flood Gates

>"Y-y-you're staying over? W-where will you sleep? What about clothes for school?"

>Noriko holds up her gym bag

>"I came prepared! As for where I'll sleep…."

>She's staring at my bed

>I'm too sober for this shit

>Whiskey gods, please save me

>Noriko puts her bag down and begins to undress

>MAXIMUM SPAGHETTI

>"W-w-w-w-what are you doing?"

>"Getting ready for bed. Are you going to pass me a shirt or are you comfortable with your girlfriend sleeping topless in your house with your mom right down the hall?"

>Grab a t-shirt you fool before she finishes undressing

>Run to my closet and grab the first shirt I can find

>Toss it at Noriko

>There, standing in an Austin 3:16 shirt and her underwear is my girlfriend

>In my room

>And to top it all off, she goes and takes off her bra and throws it right at me

>"Much better. Ready to go to bed Anon?"

>No, no I am not

>While I'm trying to figure out where the hell do I put this bra that is now in my hands, Noriko decides to just help herself to my bed

>"Anon, it's just a bra. Toss it in my gym bag and get your ass in this bed."

>I'm on autopilot at this point

>Bra in bag, anon in bed, light turned off

>Noriko just stares at me

>Get under the covers with Noriko

>Just lay there without moving

>And then she goes and puts her arms around me and whispers in my ear

>"You know, you don't need alcohol to cuddle with me."

>Turn towards Noriko and wrap my arms around her and kiss her

>This woman is awesome

>After what seems like an eternity, she breaks the kiss

>"Anon, before you get any ideas, I just want you to know I'm not ready to go farther than this for now. I was lonely without you after school finished and I needed to see you tonight. I love you Anon."

>Heart, take over. The spaghetti has run out.

>"I love you too."

>As soon as I say that, my door opens

>Shit, I forgot to lock it

>"Goodnight Anon. Goodnight Noriko. We'll talk in the morning."

>>145758

>>145759

>>145769

That idea was stewing in my brain most of the day. I figured I wanted him to go full weeb. I've also got some other stuff planned with him in the future but for now, I'm going to go play some vidya. I'll update tomorrow. Going to skip forward just a little bit because our brave Anon gets to meet Noriko's family in tomorrow's update. There will be spaghetti, alcohol, and violence.

>>144858

>He laughs and goes back into the gas station

>”I have no idea what they are on about, all they speak is Hindu.” I explain to Craig and Bourbon

>”Well, you'd better find out to make it worth while.” says Craig

>”Yeah, lets split for now before some cop calling faggot shows up.” says Bourbon

>We split to our cars, leaving the niggers, who were selling fake crack by the way, in the alley behind the gas station

>Bourbon and Craig take off as I put the RPK in the trunk and remove my head mask

>Look around to make sure I'm out of a security camera's range while I do this

>”Hey Anon.” says Tess from behind me

>I turn around, “What is it?”

>”My parents called, they want to talk to you.” she says

>This better not be the “Stay away from my daughter you terrorizer!” talk

>”Alright.” I say as I hop into my car

>Sort of remember where her house is, but still end up following her home

>When we approach the door, it opens before we can get to it

>Her father says, ”Can you wait outside Tess, we'd like to talk to Anon in private.”

>She waits outside as I head on into their house

>I follow her father inside and he asks me to “Take a seat” in what appears to be the living room

>Sit on some cheap ikea chair

>Her mother enters the room, a dragon, with wings and horns this time, sits down on the couch, looking at me

>”Now Anon, we heard what you did in the parking lot…” says the father

>Oh boy here we go

>”And we appreciate you for protecting our daughter, but, we ask you to not do things like that around her.” he finishes saying

>Her mother starts talking as well, “Ever since she was born without wings or horns…” she says while sort of moving her wings around

>”She has felt a little insecure, that she looked too much like a lizardman rather than a dragon. She doesn't like the association. She wants to prove she can defend herself and doesn't need a man to do that.”

>Her father starts talking, “This doesn't mean you shouldn't look after her though. She's also very new to having relationships. She wants to make the first move, but she's a little shy, and not sure what to do.”

>”Now, we would tell you to do something to help her along, but we're not sure what to do. You might have to figure this out on your own.” says her mother, “But you are doing something right. Not sure what it is, but it seems to be working. She hangs out with those guys, but you're the only one that has progressed with her.”

>”So, it will be a learning experience for all of us.” concludes her father as he gets up

>He heads over to the door, and I follow him

>After he opens up the door, he tells Tess that “We're done now.”

>>145517

>Next morning

>Wake up

>No idea what time it is

>Sun is coming through the big windows perpendicular to where the couch is situated

>Feel something heavy on my chest

>Something warm

>Something leathery with pointy bits

>Manage to move my head to look down

>Marie has her head on my chest

>somehow during the night we've gone from spooning to her laying on top of me

>don't question it

>Run my hand through Marie's hair as it sticks up haphazardly due to bed head

>"Hey Marie, it's mornin, come on get up"

>lazily says without opening her eyes

>"let's just stay like this a bit longer Anon, you're nice and warm~"

>feel her lazily start playing with the patch of hair on my chest

>her scale covered hand rubbing and stroking it like it was some kind of animal

>"I'm surprised you have chest hair anon"

>"I ain't shaving it, so please don't ask"

>"No, it just shows my husband is a man"

>"Marie, you're being cheesy again"

>shake my head and give her a quick peck on the forehead

>"Come on Marie, I'm really hungry, I kinda wanna make breakfast"

>She lets out a disappointed 'aww' and pulls herself up so we're face to face

>"Just a few more minutes anon, I'll make it worth your while~"

>expect her to start grinding against my morning wood

>Nothing, she's just cuddling me

>Not sure how much time passes but finally Marie gets up off of me and out from under the covers

>I get a full view of her naked body in the morning light

>The light seems to dance off the blueish-green scales that make up her reptilian parts causing the scales to shimmer

>"So Marie, what did you mean you'd make it worth my while if I didn't get up"?

>I tried to ask this sounding as nonchalant as possible while hiding my interest and unease

>"You're hungry right anon? I'll make you breakfast"

>let out a small chuckle

>"What's funny Anon?"

>"I dunno, just the way you said it and looked at me when you said it implied something a bit more dirtier"

>"Anon sweetie you need to get your mind out of the gutter, it's not healthy"

>"Don't Mamamo need semen or something to survive?"

>"Anon, that's a old urban myth, only more magically innate Mamamo need it, but even then I have my doubts, I think those women are just sluts who want an excuse to fuck a man in public"

>laugh a bit at this and manage to sit up

>"Right, I don't think there's much in terms of stuff to eat so if you're making breakfast Marie it's probably just gonna be eggs, I think we have bacon too"

>Pause for a minute

>"Reminds me I've gotta check the chickens"

>"You have chickens Anon?"

>"Yep, where do you think the eggs come from?"

>Getting off the couch I flex my still bruised leg

>Marie's looking me over as I stand there naked in front of the couch

>"Seems there's another part of you saying good morning to me Anon~"

>Realize she's talking about my morning wood

>"He speaks for himself, I learned to never let him speak on my behalf"

>Walk over to Marie and pull her close, giving her a quick kiss on the lips

>Thankful for living out in the country side

>Otherwise someone might get a full view of a naked man and woman standing in a living room holding each other and kissing

>"By the way, good morning Marie"

>"Good morning Anon"

Moving on I hope to be able to flesh out more of the world, again another cliff hangar, this time because I'd like a bit more time to flesh out what happens next. Still very shaky on details and tried to flesh out Marie's appearance more

>>145964

Then write something yourself

>>145954

Thanks anon, still going strong

>>145954

>"Right I need to get clothes as do you"

>Look towards the strewn about clothes laying in front of the couch from last night's session

>"You wanna see if something of mine fits you instead of wearing dirty clothes?"

>Marie picks her jeans off the ground and throws them on one leg at a time while standing up

>"Thanks sweetie, but I'll keep my pants at least, unless you have tail friendly ones"

>"Alright, should have a few shirts you should be able to use"

>Remember I'm still bare assed during the conversation

>Throw my jeans on and head upstairs to grab a shirt

>return with an old black shirt that's about 1 size too big for me, throw it to Marie

>Watch he put it on, a small pang about not being able to see her body hits me

>"Right, so I'll check the chickens, since their water is probably frozen and you're gonna work on breakfast right?"

>Start to head out of the room when I feel something smack into my ass

>Turn around to see Marie with a sly smile on her face

>"Did you…just smack my ass with that big fat tail of yours?"

>Watch as she puffs her cheeks out in fakes a look of anger

>"Anon my tail is not fat, you take that back"

>shake my head in a swift motion and let out a laugh

>"I'll get you back, I'm a very petty vengeful man, just you wait"

>Throw my jacket on, a gift from my grandfather, a plaid spring jacket that I had worn so much only the 2 middle brass buttons still worked

>Make all the necessary preparations and grabbing the spare water that sat in the sunroom

>Get outside and realize it's still bitter cold

>The accumulation of snow from the day prior has made me regret not wearing layers

>Head back inside about 4 or so minutes later with the water that was left in the coop, frozen solid

>cold, but during my time outside formulate the perfect revenge on Marie

>I decide to execute my plan as I head back into the kitchen

>Marie is working on the eggs, from the movements I take it we're having them scrambled

>Walk up behind her as she's focused on the task

>I watch in amusement as Marie jerks upright from my cold hand I placed on the back of her neck

>I start laughing at her reaction, musing out "Boy, sure was cold outside"

>"Anon that wasn't funny"

>"Yes it was, to me. I told you, I'm a petty vengeful man. That's revenge for smacking my butt with that fat tail of yours"

>"My tail isn't fat Anon"

>"Yes it is, but it's also very cute, like the rest of you"

>Marie's face gains a nice shade of red as she blushes

>"You think it's cute Anon"

>That expression mixed with the bed head she's still sporting makes her look extra cute

>feel a bit of pride and happiness well up inside as I realize I've lucked out

>"Of course, you're my wife right? I love every part of you"

>"I love you too Anon, go wash your hands before eating though you were just in a barn"

>grunt out an acknowledge and head to the bathroom to wash up

Still feels weak, still feels like if I try and fix it by adding more detail I'll fuck something up, so I'm waiting for a scene change to at the very least add detail. Been adding more a bit, seems to drag on too much, everything overall feels wrong

>>147004

>Marie and I have breakfast in what has become our base of operations in the last two days, the front room

>As we eat we're discussing the project, due to how last night went we've yet to create an idea to market

>After several failed attempts between the two of us, an idea forms

>"Why not a video game?"

>Marie's face is a mix of intrigue and curiosity at my idea,her mouth full of a bite of eggs

>"Here me out on this, they're already considered a toy and they hit a wide market"

>"We market it, show heavily scripted segments, make it flashy hype it up. Make it easy as hell to pick up, stick some sort of social network integration in it and push it on major sites"

>Finish up by biting into what was left of the bacon on my plate

>"Whaddya think?"

>"Will that actually work? Won't the consumers see through the smoke and mirrors?" Marie asked finishing what she was chewing

>"Yes and nope they won't, it's how that industry operates in the west anyways in the real world"

>Marie squeezed my hand and gave me a stern look

>"I hope so anon, I'll believe this"

>We finish our breakfast while discussing the fine points of the project such as budget for marketing, age demographic, etc

>Stand up before Marie can and grab the plates off the table

>"Lemme take your plate Marie, you cooked, least I can do is do clean up"

>"Anon that's sweet of you"

>Beaming a bit I head back asking Marie as I leave

>"Hey you tell your folks where you've been the last 24 hours? They're probably worried sick"

>Marie shouts at me from the living room "I told them before leaving for here yesterday, and I texted them I was staying at Saiya's house"

>This turns into an entire conversation shouted between the kitchen and living room"

>"Whose Saiya?"

>"My friend, the Oomukade I hang with"

>"Right bad with names"

>Head back into the living room for the umpteenth time

>sit down next to Marie, pulling her into a full body hug

>smile a bit as she gives a surprised yelp as I pull her backwards and sink into the couch with her

>"That was great, thanks for that Marie"

>"I'm happy you liked my cooking, though it was just eggs and bacon"

>"Still thoughtful of you to do so"

>tilting her head back to make eye contact Marie then asks me

>"Anon, can I stay here with you"…Just till your parents come back? I want to get to know you better Anon"

>Smile a bit and plant a swift kiss into her soft hair

>"Honestly, I'd like that Marie, but what are you going to tell your folks?"

>"I'll tell them I'm staying with Saiya, and have her in on it so nothing bad happens"

>"Alright, go warm up your car so you can at least be warm on the drive home, road looked sorta plowed. There is still a good layer of melting snow on the road, being a back road I'm honestly not shocked though so drive safe"

>Marie shifts her body, more or less straddling me

>"I'll be ok Anon sweetie, don't worry"

>"Can't stop me from worrying"

>"You're too sweet anon"

>Again more kissing and holding before Marie gets up to start her car

>We end up going back to snuggling for a bit while her car warms up

>After some time, and with a lot of disappointment, we break our entwining

>Tell her to call me when she gets home safe

>watch as her red 4 door leaves the drive way and heads off down the road, disappearing out of sight around the bend at the top of the street

>Head back inside wondering what the hell I'm going to do in the mean time

wrote this with the other part, didn't feel right to leave on what I think was the weakest cliff hangar in the story so far, so weak it makes my writing look strong. Still think this is trash, but it's hard writing a story in green text form while providing lots of detaily bits

>>147008

The story is brety gud, but it was weird seeing MC go from an edgy fucktard to calling lizardgirl his wife in such a short time. Like I said its still really good.

>>147059

To spoil it ahead of time: MC is a massive softie when no one is around, Notice he's been more or less docile in his own house. You'll see a shift back once we get back to a more public setting

>>147008

>Head upstairs to my room now that Marie is gone

>Assess the situation since she'll obviously be returning

>Taking a look around the L shaped room, briefly scanning to see how bad it is

>a fine layer of dust exists on my model kit table that sits against the wall opposite of the door

>The pile of dirty clothes I keep almost immediately left of the door has reached critical mass

>Ignore all this and just plop down in front of my computer desk that lays in a nook to the right of the door

>like the other hazards of my room my desk is a bit cluttered,a few emptied cans of iced tea stand off to the side in front of my old game consoles

>Around the desk in various poses are my gunpla kits, a good majority of them zeon suits

>slap the space on my keyboard and turn on the monitor

>My tower sighs to life as it wakes from sleep mode

>as the login screen pops up I hear the sounds of TS3 connecting to my usual channel

>A few familiar voices pipe through my headset as well as the music I was listening to

>quickly log in and mute my music

>headphones on mic down I join the chat

>"Morning faggots"

>The first voice to respond is a bit rough and deep, knowing full well who the voice belonged to

>"Hey Braigar, where were you last night?

>Kurt's gravelly voice was always distinct in the group

>A second voice chimed in after the first

>"Bet he masturbated himself into a coma"

>"Yes hello to you too Murdoc"

>the second of the two people in the room who I knew outside the teamspeak was my friend Jordan

>"Actually Murdoc, I was busy ordering a mail order bride from Chechnya"

>"But really guys, Project for one of my business classes, winter semester is almost done with so I've got a shitload of work there"

>run a hand through my hair as I collected my thoughts

>"Anyways Tarkan, what I miss last night?"

>I could hear slight frustration in Kurt's voice as he replied to this question

>"Feddies kicked our ass, who seriously though it was a good idea to start handing our gundam-types like candy"

>One Year Front, a game recently released to PC less than a year ago. Toted as a "simulation" of the One Year War from Mobile Suit Gundam that would let players pick a side and fight in large scale battles based on locations from the show and other important battles.

>Recently however the management had seen fit to give the Earth Federation side Gundam type suits, suits typically that were high performance prototypes, in an attempt to boost player count. Which did not in the slightest please most Zeon players

>This included us within Anomaly Squad

>"That bad huh Tarkan?"

>"Bad, try 5 lost battles in a row, I had to near the end of it start selecting 'rush repairs' just to keep myself active"

>"Murdoc couldn't help?"

>"No, My work called me in"

>"Not my fault your retarded ass decided to solo sortie, you seriously didn't try going with one of the other English speaking squads?"

>A sigh from Kurt, even with noise cancelling his mic still picked it up

>"No one was on last night"

>squeeze the bridge of my nose, annoyed that Kurt made such a stupid mistake

>"You seriously went out without anyone in your squad, expected the other teams to back you up, and then complain because you went off solo? You're a fucking idiot Tarkan"

>Silence as Kurt doesn't respond, knowing full well I've got a point

DAMN IT TOO LONG, CONTINUED NEXT POST

>>147425

>"Right, well let's just take stock of what suits we have that can be used and go from there, I need to take my mind off some things"

>After launching the game and logging in, 5 minutes later we take inventory of what we have and arrange the squad before queuing up for a match

>Typical pre-match banter occurs as we psyche ourselves up and go over manuvers

>Reminded suddenly of the events of the last 24 hours and how they occured

>"Hey, which one of you shit stains told that lizard where I live?"

>"It was Tarkan"

>Murdoc wasting no time in throwing Kurt under the bus just lets it slip

>"Tarkan, you're shitting me, why would you let that goddamn dinosaur find my house?"

>"W-well she IS in your class right and that project is part of your final, I don't see how it couldn't have hurt to tell her"

>Decide to fuck with Kurt by sounding as angry as I can to see if he'll buy it

>"It's a fucking lizard man, I could have ended up raped or killed by a fucking monster, no loyalty even amongst zeeks, some wingman you are faggot"

>Listened as Kurt went into full blown apology mode

>"Listen, I'm sorry Brai, not like anything bad happened to you…right?"

>"You fucking better be asshole, now that damn thing knows where I live, if I end up as her pet or some shit I'm going to kill you"

>"Sorry.."

>"Whatever, what's done is done, but you're taking point in the sortie for this. I'll try not to shoot you in the back"

>Our Queue pops, chatter dying almost instantly as we prep

>One loading screen later we're waiting for the other players to fill slots

>Shortly after that the first of many of the day's sorties begins

autism, I tried my hardest to flesh this scene out and give as much detail as I could to the MC's room, the game itself doesn't exist in the form I'm talking about nor in name. I hope I'm doing better, also some edge because people wondered where it went

>>145818

>She grabs my wrist with a vice like grip and drags me upstairs

>”Hey, easy!” shouts her father

>Before I know it we are in her room

>She shuts the blinds and leans a chair against the door

>She closes the lid to her laptop and puts a towel at the threshold of the door

>I get tossed onto the bed and pinned down by the shoulders

>She whispers into my ear, “What did they tell you? Did they tell you my secret?”

>I guess they told me a couple of secrets, but they didn't seem that important or embarrassing to me

>”Not really. They seemed trivial at most,” I reply

>Her mouth fumbles around for words, “So… You don't think…”

>”I'll tell you what I think.” I interrupt her

>I bring my hand up to her face and run my fingers through her hair before taking her in for a hug

>Interestingly enough, her tail is wagging much like that of a dog

>Her hands slip of my shoulders and slip under my back, pulling me in closer to her

>She hugs me so tight, I can feel my spinal columns pop from her grasp

>”Tess, Ack… I'm gonna… Pass out…”

>She brings her face parallel to my face

>She closes her eyes and moves close, puckering her lips

>Oh Allah, I hope it doesn't taste like burritos or anything

>Kiss her as well

>Before we could get into it, she reels her head back, her face flushed with red

>She stares at me with a shocked look on her face

>She constricts me again and buries her face into my own

>We exchange saliva, I'm on the verge of passing out

>When she is satisfied, she rolls over in bed on to her side while I am still within her grasp

>Run my hand through her hair as I pass out

>>147426

>Time seems to blur by

>In between a match alt tab out of the game to check the time

>At the bottom right of my monitor lays the clock, reading almost 3pm

>Remember that as I walked Marie out to her car the clock on the stove read about 11 or so

>About 4 or so hours have passed since then

>No phone call

>Start to worry about Marie, hoping she's ok

>Kurt calling out my call-sign snaps me out of my thoughts

>"Braigar, you've been quiet, normally you're bitching about something after every match"

>Mind still on Marie I give him a rather bored sound "I'm fine, just thinkin"

>Jordan finally pipes up after what seems to be the longest spurt of quiet we've ever gotten from him

>"Actually now that I think about it Brai, that lizard girl's asked me about you before"

>This new info surprises me, but I attempt to sound uninterested to glean what I can

>"Oh? What kind of stuff? Also seems odd she'd ask you"

>"She said you were scary"

>A loud "ha" escapes me

>"Also she was with that oomukade, think that one is named Seeya or something"

>"Actually Murdoc her name is Saiya"

>it takes a second to realize what I've done

>In my absent mindedness I corrected Jordan and revealed something I shouldn't have

>"Brai, how do you know her name"

>feel a brief panic

>"I…hmm…well I heard the lizard call her Saiya before, you know I have sharp hearing"

>Hear both Jordan and Kurt laughing over their headset

>"Whats so funny you fucking faggots?"

>"I didn't expect you to be into a woman with that many legs Braigar"

>"The fuck are you getting at Jordan you massive nigger?"

>Gears click

>"Holy shit you think I like that turbo cunt? You know I like proper information you cockbites, so what if I know her actual name?"

>This back and forth continued till I heard my dog start barking

>"Why the hell are you barking Charlie, damned dog"

>"Oi you two, I'll be back someone is here I think"

>Take off my headset and hop onto my bed to peer out the window

>See a car in the driveway behind mine

>It's a grey Ford Fusion

>It's Marie

>Double back and slap on my headset, forming an excuse in my mind to break off communication

>"Yeah someone is here, I'll be back whenever you fags go on without me"

>To prevent accidental transmission of anything I disconnect from teamspeak, closing the game as well to keep myself from being dragged into a match

>Rush downstairs, see charlie jumping up at the closed door that connects the mudroom to the kitchen

>"Charlie down ya dummy, go lie down buddy"

>Shoo dog away and get to the door

>Heart is racing a bit, for reason I've yet to understand

>throw on my shoes and saunter out to greet her

>As she gets out of the car notice her change of clothes

>A fleece sweater that's tan in colour, and grey sweat pants

>As she sees me she gives me a warm smile

>That Warm feeling wells in my chest again seeing her smile, causing me to smile in return

>Reaching her I pull her into a bear hug

>"Anon it's cold outside"

>I let go at her words

>"Right sorry…Just well glad you made the round trip safe, I don't want blood on my hands after all"

>Paused briefly before asking if she needs help with her stuff

>That warm smile again from her, says I'm sweet for helping

>Opening the back door of her car I notice aside from the duffel bag and backpack with her stuff is something else

>Groceries, she went shopping

>Puzzled about this I turn around asking her about it

>"Marie there's food back here, why did you go shopping?"

>"You said yourself Anon that you didn't have much to eat so I went shopping for us for the week"

>shake my head a bit giving her a concerned look, my heart feeling a bit heavy

>"Listen, This is nice Marie and all, but money is tight right now for me so I can't really pay you back for this at the moment"

>Taking a deep breath I continue, that heaviness not getting any lighter

>"That's another thing, it's great and all you're interested in me but I can't wrap my head around that, you're setting yourself up with someone whose pretty much got next to nil to his name."

>My mind instantly prepares for the worst, a lie or anything like it.

>Marie steps forward towards me and just takes my hands in hers and holds them

>"Anon,You really are a sweet guy if you're worrying about me this much. I told you that I want to be by your side"

>I break eye contact, feeling ashamed of accusing her

>"I want you to trust me Anon,but there is one thing I want to ask you"

>I re-establish eye contact, Trying to hide the fact Marie's words had made me tear up a bit by faking a yawn

>"What…What do you need me to do Marie?"

>"I'd like for us to get inside, the cold isn't a very good place to be"

>nod an agreement as I start grabbing things to bring inside

This part and the prior one feel weak because no interaction really aside from MC with friends over computer. Ending here is shaky still feel like no matter what it's garbage

>>144750

Hey guys. I kind of ran out of ideas for what I wanted to do, so I decided to stop here for the time being.

I'm currently writing another story though since the ideas are a little more fresh. Not sure if I'll share on this thread or the writefag one, idk

I might pick this one back up later, but for the time being, I'll just post the pastebin with time stamps and stuff for those who want it.

http://pastebin.com/YZ41RhVu

>>148449

Stop beating yourself down m8, you're writing well, and you also seem to have hit a pace that is appropiate for this story.

You're writing an edgelord well, which requires talent that most don't have.

Stay strong bro.

>>148477

you forgot to sage

Part of me just can't handle being prideful as it in turns breeds egotism and egotism leads to mistakes and faults

>>148481

well, it is good to keep from being too prideful, but don't let it smash you into the dirt.

any artist or craftsman will always look at their work and focus too much on their mistakes, even if the work is a masterpiece.

though, I feel that Marie could use some work. what are her reasons for taking a liking to Mr. edgemaster? didn't jordan say she thought he was scary?

>>148489

Future exposition will fix this I promise

Sorry I haven't posted in so long, been busy. Anon and his gang are on the road out of the forrest, headed for Deathclaw valley, people.

>"So how did you.. You know, get here Mr. Lee? I thought you were-"

>"Dead?" He said, before I could finish my sentence

>"Yeah.. That was a long time ago.. I loved your performance in Lord of the Rings."

>"Why thank you, and to answer your question.. This realm we are in is not connected with your realm. It's not just an island.. This place used to be apart of the Mamono world, but it was the only entry point to your world.. So their gods use it as a gateway for all things Monster Girl and Magical.."

>"Is that why my President is in a massive suit of gold plated mecha armor and can shoot laser beams out of his eyes?" I reply sarcastically

>"Not only that lad, but many other things as well, it's why my spirit can take physical form here.. I am much more powerful now than when I was simply a part of your world alone.."

>Somehow I know he's telling the truth.. Something about Christopher Lee feels a little off..

>All of the sudden the ground starts shaking..

>I look out the back of the truck and see that we're half way across the plains now.. I can see the Moria Gallery off in the distance

>I ready the BFG and Lee checks his rifle, adjusting the scope and making sure it's loaded

>I have a bad feeling about this…

>>149193

(Jamal's perspective now)

>"FUCKING SHIT MAN LOOK AT THAT FUCKIN' LIZARD MOTHA FUCKA!" Fucking thing is huge fuck

>An Adult Deathclaw had spotted the truck and immediately made a bee line for it

>STOMP STOMP STOMP

>"SHIET!!"

>Terra hangs out the window and goes pop pop pop with her AK

>BIG FLASH OF GREEN LIGHT

>"MOTHA FUCKA WENT FLYING!!" HAHA

>Wooo!! All three of them were cheering in the cab of the truck

>Then five more started chasing the truck.. Coming down from the hillside to the east..

>"OH HELL NO!!" Jamal swerves hard to the left and pedals it hard.. Driving the truck as hard as it will go.. trying to give Anon and Lee a clear shot at the pursuing Deathclaws

>>149194

>"SON OF A FUCKING BITCH!" I yell

>I charge up the BFG for another shot

>BEEEZZZP! It finally charged after a half second or so

>"COME HITHER GREAT LIZARDS OF THE PLAINS!! FOR THE BRITISH EMPIRE!!!" I shouted Lee, firing shot after shot, the sound of his Enfield's bolt being cranked at a fast pace

>He was doing a mad minute, the absolute mad man!

>I pulled the trigger, sending another big bolt of green death hurling through the air, blasting two Deathclaws and killing them instantly

>Lee had scored multiple headshots on one of them, and after a few minutes of it running it finally collapsed and died of blood loss, Lee had already switched targets before it died, hitting another Deathclaw multiple times in the legs.. Slowing it down to a snail's pace

>Dat .303 though..

>"BEEEEZZZP!!" BFG charged again

>"GET SOME!!" I shout, firing more BFG at another Deathclaw

>They were fucking swarming at this point, at least 10 more joined the pack, they must have heard the fire

>COMBAT INTENSIFIES

>>149197

>We were fighting these fucking things for at least 20 minutes.. Almost there!!

>"Leeezzzpp.." The BFG had become overheated from all the fire.. Fucking thing was cooking itself

>"Shit!!" I set the BFG down behind me, grabbing the M60 I had used earlier, checking the belt, still fresh

>"AHHHHHH!!!!"

>I shouldered it while crouching, fucking all those Deathclaws up on full auto

>They just kept fucking running right at us, claws bared screeching and howling

>I had shot 5 of them at least 50 fucking times and they were still going.. Bleeding everywhere

>FUCK

>"Die you fucking mutant cunts!!"

>M60intensifies.mp4

>300 rounds and 4 dead Deathclaws later!!

>WE FINALLY MADE IT TO THE WATERFALL AT THE BASE OF THE MOUTAIN! WE MADE IT!!

>THEY WERE STILL AFTER US!

>"EVERYONE OUT OF THE TRUCK!! WE FIGHT TO OUR LAST BREATHS!!' Bellowed Lee

>We all jumped out of the truck.. Our weapons bared with Lee drawing his blade and wielding his Sten gun in his off hand

>Wait WHAT!?

>The Deathclaws stopped half a mile away from us.. Dead in their tracks and simply stared at us

>Their eyes were white and souless.. Creepy as fuck

>Then they all turned around and ran away on all fours.. Didn't even know they could use their claws to run

>At least we made it… I think to myself

>Barely..

>>149204

>"Why are they running away!?" Yelled Jamal

>"Who cares!? WE GET TO LIVE!!" I yell, completely relieved

>"That was so close..!" Yelled Terra, runing up to me and giving me a big hug

>We hold eachother and calm eachother down for awhile

>"The lad is right.. Something is wrong…" Said Christopher Lee

>"What do you sense wise one?" Said Rederan

>"I sense nothing.. But I do know somethings about those creatures. They do not flee or fear anything.. So why would they stop when they had us cornered?"

>I hear this and it hits me.. There must be something in the lake that the Deathclaws are afraid of…

>"Wait! These Dwarves right? Wouldn't they put something around here that would guard the door?" I say.. Worry in my voice

>"I think you may be right.. Let's be extra careful." Said Mr. Lee, tossing his empty rifle back into the truck, sheathing his Raiper

>I have another bad feeling about all this..

>"I think Anon may be correct.. I remember something from a long time ago.." Rederan said, worry across the Lizard Girl's face

>"Their may be a guardian of some sort in the lake.. I forget where I was told this.. But I remember something about their being a Wacther in the Water." Rederan said.. Horror at the realization of what could be in store for us..

>The door was at the opposite end of the lake at the mouth of a shallow cave opening.. The map illustrated so but said nothing about this possible new enemy

>"Okay let's stop and get a game plan going. Now.. The Truck Idea was good. We made it, but what could be in this lake?" I point at the water's surface, a few hundred feet away from us.. The grass beneath my boots feeling uneasy

>"Well Anon.." said Terra

>"It could be a Mamono like Rederan.. or something worse.." Terra paused..

>Great.. Cause all we need is WORSE!

Gonna do more later if I get the time to.

>>149226

Just wondering but is there a pastebin for your story up until now yet? I wanted to start reading it after I finished reading lovesick but by then it was all over the place.

>>149239

Unfortunately no, but it is archived.

>>149243

good to see you aren't dead M8

>>149308

Yeah m8, just a long week that's all.

I'll do more tomorrow.

>>148449

>Finish bringing everything inside

>As we unpack the groceries I take note of what Marie has bought

>Various meats, fish, vegetables

>Nothing really extraordinary of note

>As I'm putting stuff Marie asks me a question

>"Anon, have you eaten lunch yet?"

>"Yeah"

>"What did you have exactly?"

>"Tostitos"

>"Anon that's not lunch"

>"To me it is, half a bag of multi-grain tostito scoops"

>"Anon that's not really healthy"

>Can only shrug and reply with 'meh' to her last comment

>"I'll make you something to eat"

>Agree and go to clean up our usual dining spot

>decide to see whats on TV while I wait

>End up watching M*A*S*H

>sometime near the end of it Marie finishes making lunch

>As we sit down to eat decide to ask something that Jordan brought up earlier

>"Hey Marie, can I ask you a question"

>I get a 'hmm' from Marie whose got a mouth full of lunch

>"Do you think I'm scary"

>Marie, finally done chewing responds

>"Why do you ask Anon?"

>Start thinking if I should lie or not, eventually decide to bend the truth a bit

>"Well I was talking to one of my buddies, Jordan, he says you've talked to him about me before. He said you thought I was scary, yet here you are, I'm actually curious"

>Shifting all focus on Marie I pay attention for any signs of lying though body language

>nothing, she just calmly starts talking

>"Well when I first met you Anon was in our Business marketing class"

>"ok.."

>"Well you were really quiet and when the professor had us do introductions you kinda just deflected"

>"So?"

>"So you just really didn't get along with anyone"

>"That's scary to you?"

>"Well it's just every time you were asked something not related to the class it seemed like your responses were laced with venom"

>raising a hand to signal to stop I massage the bridge of my nose and let a sigh escape

>"Right, if we're going to be…well a couple I should explain that at the very least. I just hate talking to people, unless I either know them or need to. I mean no sense in trying to be everyone's friend right?"

>Marie leaned in, resting her head on me

>put an arm around her,rubbing her arm

>"You seem different here Anon, and I like it, I wish I had seen it sooner"

>tilt my head against Marie's, trying to just enjoy her company despite the awkward conversation

>"Because at home I don't have to deal with people like at work or on campus, I can relax and put my guard down at home"

>Marie brings her body closer to mine, starting to snuggle up against me

>a small stretch of silence follows this as just enjoy being close to each other

>I'm the one to interrupt the silence

>"Hey…uh..Marie thanks, lunch was good"

>"I'm glad you liked it Anon, I've had lots of practice cooking"

>"Please don't tell me some sappy story of how you practiced just for me or something stupid like that"

>Marie weakly jabs me in the shoulder opposite the one her head is resting on

>"No, but my dad taught me how to cook for humans, Lizards don't have many taste-buds so he was the one who typically cooked dinner at home"

>"Your dad cooks?"

>"Yeah, my mother and him met when they went to basic training together, hes the one who cooks at home, though my mother can cook some dishes"

>"Your family seems to keep up that warrior spirit huh?"

>"Yeah, though I'm one of the few exceptions though"

>Laugh a bit at this as a thought crosses my mind as I try to picture Marie in combat fatigues and acting tough

>"I'm having a hard time imagining you as a soldier Marie"

>Marie's head perked up a bit to look at me

>"Well what can you imagine me as Anon"

>A jittery feeling took over as I tried to contain my smile

>"Weeeell…I can imagine you in something cute…"

>Marie gives me a quick peck on the cheek, shifting to put her arms around my neck

>"That's sweet anon…"

>she pauses a bit, her expression taking on a bit more of a softer expression

>Her tone changes, becoming bit more intimate sounding

>"Could you imagine us…maybe taking a shower together?"

>that jittery feeling starts to peak again as I hear her voice and the mental image, again smiling to myself at that mental image

>"I could"

>Marie kisses me again, this time one of the harder kisses I've come to enjoy

>As we pull our lips apart she continues in that same seductive tone

>"Anon, how about we make it a reality?"

>The combination of the tone of Marie's voice and the look of want on her face sends me into a tizzy

>Pulling her back in for another long hard kiss I agree to her proposal

>With some anxiety and excitement in our movements we quickly got up from the couch and head to the bathroom

I hope this was good pacing, I couldn't decide what to have Marie make for lunch so I left it ambiguous on purpose. Also next part will have near back to back lewd before a small time skip summary and back to focus on thread, school, or in this case a college campus

>>149785

Like I said before, you seem to have hit that sweet spot for pacing. Keep it up bro.

>>149785

I've been waiting for this update!

good stuff anon!

>>149785

>A few quick strides is all it takes for Marie and I to reach the bathroom

>Both of us with a rather eager look on our faces

>Close the door behind us

>Despite being considered a full bathroom, the space itself is rather small

>With the bathroom immediately left of the door with the sink and toilet directly opposite there is little foot room

>Running the water to bring it up to temp before getting in being easy despite the twin spigot system that had long since been phased out for a more modern "dial"

>Pulling the 'plug' on top the faucet the flow switches from it to the "rain fall" shower head

>As the temp gets to that nice hot level we start to undress, which could have been best described as a clumsy ballet in a box

>Marie and I watch one another undress

>As I drop my pants though Marie's facial features kinda scrunch into a look of concern as she see the full extent of my leg problem

>from slightly above the knee cap till just a fair bit above the ankle, the bruises extend all over that section of my left leg

>"Anon how did that happen?"

>"In a way that if I was any stupider I would be dead"

>"Will you tell me"

>Looking off to the side a grunt of mild agitation escapes me

>"Not like I haven't told the story already, but basically last Monday if you remember I came to classes with this, it happened that day"

>Marie's expression starts taking on a scowl showing a tinge of anger at these words

>"You should have gone to a hospital Anon, that leg should have been looked at"

>"I reasoned that if I could wiggle my toes and nothing felt broken I was fine"

>"You still haven't told me how it happened"

>"Right, Well I was trying to back out of the driveway and in the process backed into a snow bank, since I was in a hurry…"

>I stopped my hand seemingly of it's own accord moving towards my bruised leg

>"I…egh…man I hate talking about the specifics because going back to it makes me realize I could have lost my leg or worse, been outright killed. Not to mention the event isn't that old, let's just say at the end of this entire ordeal I ended up with my leg pinned between a car in drive and a parked card"

>The atmosphere at this point has shifted into a rather tense one

>Marie ends it by just crouching in front of me

>Feel a small rush of excitement, my lower half reflecting this

>"Anon, you've got such a dirty mind, I'm trying to help you take your boxers off so we can get in the shower"

>crack a small grin, running a hand through her hair looking down at her

>"Is that why you're still down there staring at the lump of flesh?"

>Marie cranes her neck to look up at me, her face is flushed red with a slight look of embarrassment

>"Anon…stop being so dirty minded"

>"Then either help me get my boxers off sweetie or lemme handle it myself"

>smile a bit as Marie puffs out her cheeks a bit, thinking to myself how cute she looks when she's flustered like this

>"I'll do it Anon, don't worry"

>Watch as Marie seems to be all but focused on my manhood pulling off my boxers with what I could only describe as a curious fascination

>Can feel myself swelling a bit down there as I watch Marie's intense concentration

>Marie's eyes seem to widen a bit as my exposed dick hovers inches from her face

>Decide to put some of my muscle control to work, making my dick twitch

>"Like what you see Marie?"

>Marie stands up, that surprised expression quickly being replaced with a lustful look

>"It looks very healthy Anon"

>Marie closes the gap between us, we're face to face

>I feel that familiar leathery texture of one of her hands as she slowly rubs my shaft

>Pull her in for a deep hard kiss, my arms going around her waist as her one free hand wraps itself around my neck

>our tongues wrap around and brush up against the other as we lock lips, her hand still stroking

>An idea forms in my mind

>My hands glide down her back, but instead of continuing down to her ass I start to race them down her tail,gently grabbing it and slightly lifting it

>Marie pulls away from the kiss, a little shocked at where my hands have gone

>"Anon~…what are you planning to do with my tail~?"

>"I thought it might be a weak point, I wanted to see if you'd let out one of those cute noises you like to make so much"

>"My tail isn't overly sensitive, but what your doing feel really good Anon~"

>"Oh? Then how about this?"

POST DAMN IT, I want to not have to keep breaking my shitty love story into parts

>>150613

>Taking my left hand off her tail, I deftly move around to Marie's front, sinking some of my fingers inside her

>A sharp gasp escapes Marie's lips and her hips start to move as work at her

>"Ano…HA~…Anon…mmph~…HA~"

>Her hand stops stroking me, instead moving to grab hold of my left wrist

>"Anon…Let's get into the shower before we finish this"

>I manage to steal one more kiss from her before agreeing with her under my own heavy breathing

>We hop into the shower, returning to our prior actions without missing a beat

>Marie and I continue to caress and feel one another as the hot water rolls off our bodies and the steam starts to fog the windows and mirror above the sink

>a few minutes into it Marie pulls away

>even in this brief time frame I get a good look at Marie

>The water matting down her soft raven coloured hair, trickling down her soft white skin

>Her firm chest heaving rapidly from her lust

>Every bit of detail coupled with the fact that she was mine made me want her more

>"Anon~…I-I want to finish, finish in me"

>"A-are you sure Marie?"

>"Yes~ It's safe for you to so I want you to, I loved when you let go inside me last time, I want to feel you do it again"

>Marie turns around on the spot and her back to me she leans forward and braces herself against the wall

>Again I take in Marie's body from this new angle as she practically presents herself

>My mind is consumed by more feral thoughts at this point, my dick pulsing and twitching

>As I lift Marie's tail up a bit her body fidgets in anticipation

>with one hand holding her tail and the other on her hip I lean in over her

>"I'm not going to last long Marie, but I'm going to try my hardest to make sure you feel good"

>"Anon I'm sure…AHHHH~"

>I don't let her finish sentence, as with one swift motion I'm inside

>Her back arches and her hips start to roll and smash up against me as her body tries to take what it desperately wants from me

>The wet pulsating walls of her vagina practically cling to my member as I move in and out in a steady rhythm

>Our bodies seem to move in unison as I thrust in and out

>I keep at the constant pace I've built, occasionally pulling on her tail gently

>smile a bit to myself as I watch her seem to enjoy having her tail tugged on

>Marie's moans have long since drowned out the noise of shower head, with them seemingly being the only noise emanating from the bathroom itself

>Every so often between our heavy breathing and moans we let the other know how much we love the other

>My pace quickens as does Marie's gasps and cries

>Eventually it gets to be too much I can feel myself at the brink

>"Marie, I can't much long I'm sorry"

>"HA~…mmM~…Anonmmm~…Let it out AH~…"

>With some sort of guttural noise I cum, Marie letting out a sharp noise as she feels my seed flow into her

>my body seems to be on auto pilot as my hips trust in determination to shoot inside as deep as possible

>Marie's body in kind puts in it's effort as it tries it's best to coax every last drop out

>What feels like an eternity passes, and our bodies seemingly content, I pull out of her

>Marie weakly stands up from her position, her breathing still audible

>Throwing my arms around her waist I pull her close, her tail sorta lazily moving aside to better accommodate our position

>"Anon did it feel good?"

>"It felt amazing, but what about you? I felt like I didn't last long enough to make you feel good."

>"It's really sweet how much you worry about me Anon."

>"I'm serious though."

>"Anon you made me feel really good, my husband has a amazing ability of making me feel good"

>"I'm glad then, but Marie?"

>"Hmm?"

>"I think we should wash up and get out I think the hot water is starting to run out"

>I felt Marie rub the back of her head against my chest as she tried to sink into me

>"OK, but can we stay like this for just a bit longer?"

>"No complaints from me, I love you Marie"

>"I love you too Anon"

>I held Marie a bit longer like she asked, focusing on the sound of the water as I held her tight against me

>Eventually we broke our embrace to use what was the last of the hot water to clean ourselves

>Stepping out of the shower we dried off, the bathroom thick with the steam from the hot water

>With Marie helping me with getting my pants back on, we redressed and went back to the front room to cuddle and enjoy one another

I hope the pacing was good, it feels a bit rushed, all around it seems less shit than the usual but it's like saying that the shit on one side of the room is somehow better than the shit on the other

>>145418

>>144236

>>143187

Part 4 of Under Foreign Skies.

What do you get for the Straya-harpy who has everything?

http://pastebin.com/Av1eDRk1

Think I'm gonna leave the school stuff here for a while. My teen drama tank was never that full to begin with.

Hope you all enjoyed.

>>150862

So I'm retarded and posted this one as a guest.

Here's the link to one that won't expire.

http://pastebin.com/JVP0Xy1H

>>150946

cross over when?

That being said I'm working on something else as well a bit more grand in scale but I will continue I have a bit of an idea when I want this to end and might actually just axe some of it for an epilogue and a happy end

>>150965

Do they live in Straya though?

>Redress and leave the bathroom

>As I open the door the steam rushes out to meet the cooler air outside

>As Marie goes to leave the bathroom I stop her pulling her into me and holding her

>"Anon..what are you?"

>"Hehe sorry, I just wanna hold you for a bit"

>Marie puts her arms over mine, kinda sinking into the hug

>"You're way too sweet Anon,but before we get too into it I need to do something."

>"Like what?"

>"I still haven't unpacked, I'd like to put my stuff up in your room"

>"egh…"

>"Whats wrong?"

>"My room is a…well let's just say you can clearly tell a dude lives in there"

>"Anon it can't be that bad"

>"Trust me…"

>Letting go of Marie we grab her duffel bag and backpack and head upstairs

>While in the time between her departure earlier in the day and getting embroiled in One Year Front my room was still a general mess

>"Well you were right Anon, a guy does live here"

>"I did clean it up a bit, not much I can do with the dirty clothes though, washer is busted and I don't do laundry till I'm on my last clean shirt or two"

>"Will you at least put them down cellar anon, they smell"

>"Right, I wouldn't know about that, my sense of smell seems to have been busted for years now"

>"How is your sense of smell broken?"

>"No idea, I just can't really smell, strong odors I can pick up, but it's gotta be really acrid"

>I mean it's still fairly clean"

>"It is Anon, but how can you live like this?"

>"Because I never expected to be in the situation I'm in now, so I saw no real immediate need to improve upon the quality of the room"

>Marie just started to look around the room, noticing the various things like my dresser which lay at the far end of the room

>Eventually Marie saw my computer desk

>"Before you say anything about my desk, I'm letting you know now Marie you're setting yourself up with a massive loser and I will not get rid of anything"

>Marie shoots me a confused look

>"Well you do have a hobby anon, though I've gotta say you have a lot of action figures"

>Marie scanned the desk looking at the various plastic objects posed on and around the desk

>"Model kits actually, I told you you're setting yourself up with a loser Marie, this is kinda your chance to kind of just call it quits and look for someone else"

>"Anon, you have a bad habit of beating yourself up. Also I'm impressed that you built these"

>I just shrugged

>"I'm good with my hands, you should know that"

>A smirk crossed my face as I saw Marie's face turn a bit red upon mentioning this

>"Still Anon, I'm happy you have hobbies at the very least, I have to ask why do so many of these things seem to have a single eye?"

>"Long story short without getting into the finer points? I like Zeon mobile suits so most of the kits I've bought are Zeon suits, which are iconic for having mono-eyes."

>Deciding to stave off any possible autistic ramble I quickly changed the subject

>"Wanna just go downstairs?Having you up here is kinda embarrassing me"

>"Anon, are you really that ashamed of me learning about the things you enjoy?"

>"Kinda"

>Marie just gives me a soft smile before giving me a hug

>"Don't, stop worrying so much Anon, I love you, even if you're a total nerd about these things"

>"Thanks…"

>"Besides Anon I want to sleep with you in your bed tonight instead of downstairs on the couch again"

>All I can do is nod in understanding while looking around the room

>"So you really don't mind all this?"

>"Anon stop worrying about it, I love you and nothing you like is going to stop that"

>After our awkward conversation we head back downstairs to the front room

This was actually written with the next few parts but the post limit was hit even after the initial halving, still feels like everything is horse shit and after this one last major scene I'm going back on campus and possibly wrapping it up with omakes

>>151715

>we resume our normal position on the couch with me sitting down and Marie resting herself against me

>End up watching The hunt for Red October because it was on TV

>During it the combination of being comfy and Marie next to me is causing me to drift

>End up falling asleep halfway through the movie

>Some time later I'm awakened by Marie, looking outside I can see the sun is starting to set

>Yawn and rub my eyes before looking up at Marie

>"How long was I out for?"

>"A few hours, seeing as how you fell asleep at around 1:30 or so"

>"You didn't wake me?"

>"You looked really peaceful when you're asleep, it was cute"

>"You…uh..Didn't DO anything to me when I was sleeping I hope"

>Marie lips turned up into a rather mischievous smile

>"OK, you did SOMETHING, what was it?"

>"DO you really want to know Anon?"

>"I swear Marie you better have not done anything weird…"

>Marie giggled a bit before putting her clawed hand on my shoulder

>"Relax sweetie, I just rubbed your head, it was kinda cute how you seemed to enjoy it"

>The outright feeling of being teased makes me flustered

>"Oi oi, last thing I need is to be teased by YOU of all people"

>Another Giggle from Marie confirms she's just teasing me

>"Right, so what time is it?"

>"about 5:40, I already started supper, hope you like steak Anon"

>"I could've cooked you know, you made lunch"

>Deciding I should get up from the couch I stretch my arms before getting up

>yawn

>"Right, so I'm on chicken duty again, also I promise this time if it's cold out I won't put my freezing hands on your back"

>Throw on shoes and head outside, returning shortly after

>Instead of heading to the normal spot as I enter the kitchen I take a left into the dining room to head upstairs

>"Anon, why are you going up there?"

>"Gotta check on something"

one last bit I'm still working on and this dogshit show will be over with, then after that one more lwed and a move back into campus, and I might just kill it all by ending it after one or two on campus before semester ends stories and then an omake or two because I need finality

>>151237

Nah we're tea guzzlers m80

Hey anons, I made a pastebin that I'm gonna add all of the parts to my story in. I'll get all of the parts together over the next few days and then continue writefagging once all the copy and pasting is done.

Link: http://pastebin.com/u/Anon_357

>>151747

And here was me thinking Kek had blessed me with the power to see into the future ;_;

Rejoice anons, for your waifus come quickly, yea, in more ways than one.

(sage for off-topic)

>>151830

Some people are just autistic about their writing. I'm the same way, I don't like half assing my work because it's an expression of what I think and feel. Having your art criticized doesn't feel good m8.

>>151865

I can stand criticism

I just feel like nothing I ever do is GOOD

>>151830

Some of it feels forced, a portion of it was written as I was falling asleep, bonus points if you can find it

>>151719

>Get upstairs and bang a right to reach my room

>Realize I need to run damage control before Kurt and Jordan start running their mouths

>wake my PC from sleep mode,once again the machine dully humming to life

>log back into team speak, upon which I hear Kurt's voice

>"Oh hey, where the hell have you been Brai?"

>flicking my headset on I form a bit of a lie to tell the two

>"Africa to check on my slave labour"

>"Seriously Braigar, Murdoc and I could really use you right now get online"

>"Can't, got other things to work on, mainly that project I still have to finish it"

>For a change of pace Jordan started to grill me

>"Are you seriously not done with that?"

>"What are you two my parents? Yeah I'm not done with it you cockbite"

>"Is that project really that much trouble for you?"

>"Yes it is Tarkan, so shove it"

>"Well how long is it going to take?"

>"Uhh, about 'fuck you' long, why? You wanna help?"

>"You normally put stuff off till the last moment Brai this is a first"

>"First Tarkan, now you Murdoc, I swear you guys are ganging up on me bad. You get Sand in your vaginas when you were bumping each other or what?"

>The insults and Inquires exchanged for a fair amount of time till Marie's voice came from downstairs

>"Anon, dinner is ready"

>My headset seemed to pic up that comment, as it caused Jordan to ask

>"Who was that?"

>Had to think fast, but could only throw out an insult

>"Your mother Murdoc, I paid her to cook me dinner before I fucked her ass, later you two."

>Sign off, throwing the computer into sleep mode again

>Head downstairs to eat

>Find Marie has set the dining room up instead of our normal spot

>"This is a bit of a surprise, if you needed help Marie you should have asked me"

>"It's fine Anon, but if after supper could you help me clean up?"

>"Don't even have to ask me that love, I'll be more than happy to"

>She's set it up so our seats are directly opposite from each other on the sides of the table

>Small talk is made as we eat, most of it spent on attempting to plan out our future

>Eventually we finish dinner and as promised I help Marie with clean up, trying hard to due a bulk of the work as thanks

>As we clean up the kitchen Marie gets around to asking me something else

>"Anon, I heard you talking to someone upstairs, Tarkan and Murdoc I think you called them"

>"Right, know those two dudes I bum around with on campus? Those two, Murdoc is Jordan and Tarkan is Kurt"

>"what were you guys talking about?"

>"Basically they were wondering where I was over the last day or so"

>"What did you tell them"

>Decide again to bend the truth

>"Told them the truth, I'd been preoccupied with other things"

>"Did you mention me to them"

>I paused, I couldn't lie to her but at the same time I couldn't tell the truth

>"I'll do it when I see 'em face to face this Monday"

>I catch Marie's expression at the edge of my peripheral vision

>Her mood seems to be downcast, the expression matching

>"Marie, I can see that face you're making, and no I am not embarrassed with having you at my side"

>A thought crosses my mind telling me my words may not be enough in this situation

>stepping over to Marie as she's washing the pan

>As she sets the pan down, I make my move

>Gently grabbing her arms I spin her around so we're face to face

>All I can do is hold her hands, that familiar leathery feeling in my grasp

>"I mean it Marie, I love you, I'm not embarrassed to have you around as so much as I'm just bad at admitting it to others"

>No idea if the sincerity of my words is getting across

>We're just locking eyes until I feel Marie's clawed hands griping mine back

>"You worry too much about things Anon"

>It's a bad habit of mine"

>"I still love you despite it though Anon"

>I manage to get out a soft chuckle as I thank her

>"Why don't you go get comfortable Marie, I'll get a fire started in the wood stove and we can relax, lemme finish up in here"

>"Are you sure?"

>"Yes I'm sure, I'm not letting my wife strain herself this much"

>Marie gives me a quick kiss before heading back to the front room

>As I finished cleaning I realized what I had called her, feeling a bit giddy as this realization happened

>Moments later with everything squared away I went and rejoined Marie

I have nothing really negative to say, I think for the first time ever I feel like I did a good job with this segment

>>151993

i like anon, i have marathoned all 4 threads over the last few days and i have to say, i can find no flaws with yours AND i find myself wanting to wife anon's lizardwife. this is awkward

>>151925

it's just a bit disconcerting that someone further up the ladder is bashing their head open in frustration.

>>151865

if this meme-storm of a story is an expression of how you think, I shudder to think of what is going on your head dude.

>>152218

I'm not crazy!! I just wanted a pepsi but my waifu wouldn't give it to me.

>>151925

Well son, my advice is to think it's good anyway. Positive thinking helps with these things.

>>152216

I don't know how to feel about this, but thank you

>>152218

what do you mean

>>152461

Don't be like me then, have confidence in your writing.

Like I said I just don't see anything I do as "good" if other people enjoy it, I won't shout at them and tell them not to like it. It's also that feeling of not putting out quality work that strives me to just try and do better

>>152461

No nigger I want my fucking pepsi

I'M NOT CRAZY!! INNNSTITUTUON!!

>>151719

>emo ramble at the end of everything

listen i of all people can appreciate having high standards. you're never happy with your work because you want it to be better.

and who knows maybe this is just part of your creative process (even though its worrisome that it manifests like this)

but theres no need to constantly refer to it as such openly to us. we like it. its good in our opinion. and as long as you keep churning out entries i know I for one will certainly keep reading.

if you hate writing cool, no one is making you do it. but just know we love reading what you're putting out, and if you're looking for affirmation theres only so much we can provide before its not us being supportive, were just enabling your insecurities and their control over your expression.

have high standards sure, but be confidant in what you write. the fact that you work so very hard to write quality shows, and that desire alone is indicative enough that you're an artist.

don't get 100% hung up on what some random people on the internet say and base your self esteem as a writer off of that. our approval isn't even an objective standard of "GOOD OR BAD"

if you're love and passion is writing do not let your dream be so fragile as to be crushed by someone not leaving a positive comment. you should treat yourself better than that anon.

rant over

now keep writing nigger! i wanna read more! its good stuff!:^)

>>151993

>Get the fire going while Marie wraps herself in a blanket on the couch

>Manage to get it going the first time, which is a uncommon occurrence for me

>Once that is squared away I head back over to the couch

>Marie lifts the blanket and allows me to slip under

>I pull Marie in and stroke her head, feeling extremely happy as I see her nuzzle her head against my shoulder

>"So what do ya feel like watchin' Marie?"

>"Whatever you wanna watch sweetie"

>"eugh…That's a bad idea"

>"Why's that Anon?"

>"I only watch two channels really I don't watch much TV anymore"

>"Why not watch a movie then?"

>Pause for a moment as I think, trying to find a movie we could watch that isn't overly autistic

>Finally think of one

>"How about Jurassic Park? It's been awhile since I've seen it"

>"Alright, that sounds nice"

>Leave the warm combination of under the blanket and Marie's body to go put in the movie

>As I load in the DVD I realize something

>"Hey we should get popcorn, or snacks for this"

>"If you're going into the kitchen Anon can you get me a drink?"

>"Guess so, what do you want to drink then?"

>"Some water is fine Anon sweetie"

>"You sure?

>"Yes"

>"Alright then, be back then"

>Head to the kitchen, rummaging through the pantry for popcorn

>Find a box of "movie theater style" and go with that

>As that's microwaving I get the drinks, water for Marie, Unsweetened brewed tea mixed with lemonade for me

>Marie calls to me from the front room as I get everything

>"Anon hurry up, if you're slow I'll start the movie"

>Smile a bit as Marie teased me

>"Right almost done here, be back in a moment"

>Two trips later I'm back on the couch next to Marie

>We both seem to be not only the movie but one another

>Feel absolutely at peace with Marie and I leaning against each other, holding hands under the blanket

>As the movie continues it seems the focus is less on the movie and more on each other

>our hands have gone from holding one another to various other actions

>I can feel Marie's right hand snake its way up my shirt

>Meanwhile my right hand has gone from being wrapped around her and holding her to massaging and groping her breast

>Cute tiny gasps and moans are escaping her

>I can feel her warm breath on my neck as she nuzzles me, occasionally kissing my neck

>Our heavy petting session continues until Marie grabs my right arm firmly

>"Anon stop, please"

>kinda feel a bit guilty

>"Sorry, I guess I got a bit too into it"

>"Don't feel sorry sweetie, but let's not do that here"

>Feeling a bit puzzled about what she meant by 'but not here' till she stood up, pulling my up with her

>"Anon, let's go to bed"

>Glancing at the cable box I see it reads 9:04 pm

>"Marie, it's only 9…"

>My mind makes the connections about what she means

>"oh…OH…Right, I get what"

>"I'm glad you do Anon, we have hopefully a long night ahead of us"

>"Wouldn't have it any other way Marie"

>Excitement and Thoughts of Marie's body start to fill my head as she leads me to upstairs to my own room

No rants this time, but one more scene till a transition back to college campus. Can you guess what kind of scene is coming?

>>152686

Tactful shouts of "HEY ANON IS THAT THE LIZARD SLUT YOU HATE SO MUCH?"

>>152686

anon and marie both fill out tax forms in a chaste manner?

>>152724

I like yours better

>>152739

>gives her all of his taxDocuments

>turns up the heat until having full on BudgetScheduling

>>152686

>Getting the the bedroom Marie and I sit on the edge of the bed

>Marie's hand dives for my crotch, rubbing it and gently squeezing it through my pants

>With a few motions I feel my pants unzip and my boxers shifted, causing my dick to pop out

>That familiar feeling of her hand caressing my dick

>Feel my toes curl as her gentle grip starts to move up and down the length of it

>As my hardon pulsates in her hand I can feel myself slightly thrusting into it

>"Does it feel good Anon?"

>"Ha…amazing… Christ I'm having problems focusing"

>Marie's soft lustful expression fills my vision as I stare at her

>The mischievous twinkle in her eyes coupled with that greedy smile is sending my mind spiraling

>She brings her face close to mine, the look she's giving me filling my vision

>"Mmm~ Anon~….Focus on me sweetie, I want to make my husband feel good~"

>"You're doing an amazing job at that"

>Our lips touch locking in a deep and passionate kiss

>A bit of the fog hazing my mind clears

>Snaking a hand down in between Marie's legs I find what I'm looking for

>I manipulate my hand to the best of my ability in the cramps space, rubbing her clit, occasionally pinching it gently between my fingers

>Marie starts to moan a bit, though the sound is muffled from out hard kissing

>She ends the kiss

>"Sweetie… Don't tease me please~, stick some fingers in, I need to feel you inside"

>She hurriedly move her one free hand to open her pants

>with the extra slack I bury two of my fingers in her wet tightening sex, worming my fingers around inside

>Marie's body seems to tense as put my fingers inside, her back arching a bit

>Her head kinda slumps back, a deep moan escaping her

>Like mine, her hips are rolling a bit at my touch

>Her breasts rising and falling steadily with her quick breath

>"MMMN~…HAA~…Anon~..AH~…Yes, please like that I my husband's touch~"

>"Having problems focusing too now?" I asked under my own laboured breath

>"Yes~…keep going!~"

>A devious though enters my mind as I hear her enjoyment

>I start to stand up, Marie's gentle grasp of my penis slackening

>I notice her eyes widen in surprise as I start to remove her pants

>I finally get to see her panties she's wearing today, They seem more lacy and feminine

>"Marie, you're wearing really cute panties, a lot sexier than the plain white ones from yesterday"

>Her face turns bright red, slight embarrassment shows

>"Do you like them better Anon?"

>"They don't matter Marie, It's the woman wearing them that I'm far more interested in"

>I can see Marie blushing hard before I return focus on her lower half

>Like her pants I pull down her Panties, Marie daintily lifting her legs to help remove them

>Finally I get a view of Marie's womanly bits

>a soft, well maintained bit of black fluff above her entrance is the first thing I notice about it

>Marie in embarrassment tries to close her legs and hide herself

>Grabbing her thighs and without much force I gently spread them again

A LOT more incoming

>>153072

>"Anon, please don't look"

>"Why not? I don't see a problem"

>"I-heard some guys don't like women unless they shave"

>"Yeah, SOME, I'm not one of them and from the looks of things downstairs Marie you keep yourself tidy and well groomed"

>"Anon you're just saying that"

>"No I'm not, that little patch of black fluff is cute, like the rest of you, now relax a bit love. As a man it's my job to make sure my wife also feels good"

>Marie biting her lower lip is the last I see of her face at that point as I refocus on her lower half

>My face now inches away from her glistening hole that the night prior and even earlier today I claimed as mine

>Even with instinct guiding my mind is having a hard time processing how to do this

>End up deciding the best course of action is to lead off with my tongue

>Gently and slowly started to tease her folds apart with my tongue

>Have no idea if I'm doing good or making it awkward for the two of us

>Pause, no idea if it's working or not

>"Anon sweetie, why'd you stop, keep doing what you're doing it feels a bit good"

>Placing my hands on the inside of her thighs I resume

>Decide to dig a bit deeper into her with my tongue

>Feel Marie's hand tenderly grabbing my head

>"Anon sweetie, I appreciate what you're trying to do but I'd rather have you up here than down there"

>"Too awkward huh?"

>"A bit, but you'll get better"

>Stand up, taking care not to over exert my bruised leg

>Marie and I remove what articles of clothing we have left on us

>After stripping naked Marie ends up laying on the bed, spreading herself out

>Laying there she turns to me before I can even get on top

>"Sweetie can you turn out the lights please?"

>"Man, am I THAT ugly?"

>"No sweetie, it's just if we start falling asleep I don't want you having to get up and turning off the light"

>Turning off the lights I give my eyes a bit to adjust,after which I start making my way towards the bed

>Position myself over Marie, even in the poor lighting I can see her amber eyes

>Marie draping her arms around my neck pulls me in for another long hard kiss, only breaking it to ask me something

>"Anon, I'd like to ask you to do something special for me this time"

>"Whats that?"

>"Keep going…even after you cum sweetie keep going at it"

>"I'll try, just don't hold it against me if I start falling asleep"

>A small laugh floats up at me at saying this

>"Anon, I love you"

>"I love you too Marie"

>With some minor readjusting I manage to bury my aching dick inside Marie

>Due to the saturation of her sexual fluids it felt like I glided right in

>The familiar feeling of her body greeting my shaft was met with a entirely new one as she locked her legs around me

>Realize now as I've started to move in and out Marie is wrapped tightly around me

>She's pretty much full on body hugging me as I go at it

>Can feel my hips bumping against hers as we move almost in unison

>one of her hands moves from around my neck to the back of my head as she tries to smother me in her breasts

>"ANOOON~feels too…mmm~ AH~…good~…k-keep going~…"

>Manage to get one of Marie's boobs into my mouth

>Gently start sucking on her breast while my tongue traces the slit where her nipple lays buried

>Try to dig out her nipple using my tongue, doing so causes Marie to clamp down on me even harder

>her hand forcing my head into her breast more

>"Oh god Anon~ That feels amazing…M-More I need it please sweetie~"

>"It feels that good having your boobs played with like that?" I asked after managing to pull my head from her chest

>"My head is swimming Anon~ Keep going please~"

>bring my head down close to hers I start gently nuzzling and kissing her neck, feel her grasp shifting her arms now wrapped around my waist

>>153073

>Marie's moaning and her calling my name is driving me crazy

>Feeling at my limit I start picking up my pace

>Marie's moaning growing louder as she screams my name into the dark

>"Marie I'm getting close"

>"So am I Anon, let's try and cum together~"

>Marie's legs reposition, locking themselves around me with a sense of finality

>Our movements have reached an apex, our lower halves practically smashing against each other

>Suddenly Marie screams out my name, her body tensing up almost crushing me

>Marie climaxes before I do, her body shuddering and convulsing under mine as she orgasms

>With her muscles clench and squeezing, putting me past my limit

>All I can do is let out some sort of guttural noise from my throat as I start to cum inside

>We share one last deep kiss as I pour my seed inside

>I can feel my hips as I spurt trying their hardest to ensure the payload goes as deep as possible

>The room is silent sans our heavy breathing and the occasional "I love you" under our laboured breath

>Collapsing ontop of Marie I can feel her stroking my hair

>"Anon~"

>"Sorry, I know you told me to go on longer but I've got nothing left love"

>"It's ok Anon, you did good, it felt amazing"

I tried my hardest to make a really good lewd scene but I dunno

>>153074

>"Marie I was honestly a bit afraid you'd accidentally tear my back up with your claws"

>"I don't think I'd forgive myself if that happened Anon"

>"I could, no pain no gain right?"

>Roll off of Marie and to her side

>We end up cuddling a bit more and again find ourselves drifting happily off to sleep

>The next three days were filled with the same song and dance as Marie and I became closer

>During the day we got to know each other on a more personal level, learning about each other

>for the next two nights we got to know the other's body more intimately

>As Sunday came, a bit of sadness crept in, knowing Marie had to head home and I'd only be able to really see her on the weekends or during down time between classes

>With an hour before my folks would come home I gave Marie one final kiss and sent her on her way, telling her to call when she got home safe

>Despite the small time frame, as I laid in bed Sunday night I felt like it had been ages since I had slept by myself

>As I drifted off to sleep by myself I thought of Marie's sweet smile and how it made me feel like it was impossible to be mad at the world

I missed a part, sorry sorry

>>152511

Fuck man, there isn't Cracker Barrel close enough to me.

>Not getting their biscuits

>>153380

fucked that up, meant to post that I've hit a bit of a snag in the story which is a first so it'll take longer

>>153134

>Monday morning came at the fanfare of my alarm clock

>While my first class was at 9 my alarm read 6:57, just enough time to ignore it and sleep for a bit longer

>Instead of hitting the snooze I waved my hand around out from under the covers till I found the volume control, turning it down

>a little while later roll out of bed

>Get dressed, and go downstairs to warm up the car

>After a brief stint outside in the cold December morning air I get back in freezing

>head back upstairs to pack up for the day

>No clue about Marie's schedule, only know we have our one business class together at around noon or so

>Grabbing my laptop and the papers to the project I end up leaving at about 8

>the ride there is rather dull, the skies seem to still be grey as they were for the last few days

>Even though my class starts early, the lot closest to the building housing my classes is full

>Have to park in a side lot because of this

>The snow from the prior week is all piled up, forcing me down whatever shoveled paths there are

>My first class, an elective, is programming logic

>As I approach I can see Jordan, in his typical well groomed manner

>While taller than me Jordan is as physically imposing as me, somewhat less so

>Under the grenadier softcap he likes to wear I can see his usual hairstyle, combed back in a neat manner

>He's looking through his pack for something as I approach

>"Lose your birth control Jordan?"

>He looks up from scrounging in his back as I speak, knowing who the voice belongs to

>"Yeah, how'd you know?"

>As usual our greetings were either flimsy insults or rolling with the punches

>"aheheh…anyways Jordan, sorry about last week I was a bit busy with that project and all"

>"That's fine but what about our final?"

>"You and Kurt can BS it, I pulled your asses through the mid term by just letting you take my work and change variables"

>"And you got a B from it Anon"

>"Correction I got an A because your work was just mine with some variables renamed, I just forgot to print something when I handed in mine. So therefore my work was A grade material"

>dully thump Jordan on the back with my hand

>"I'm headin' inside, I don't want that fat autistic lookin' kid to take my favorite spot, want me to save you a seat? you look busy looking for something"

>"Thanks Anon"

>"Hopefully Kurt didn't die on his way back to his home planet, kinda need something back from him today"

>Head into the class room, door at the back of the row I can see the rows of computers, most of the seats are empty

>Take my seat at the back row, where despite our fooling around the three of us managed to be on top of most of the material

>Sitting down I unpack my laptop and plug it into one of the surge protectors secured to the underside of the computer desk

>as my laptop powers on Kurt's gravelly voice comes in from behind me

>"There's the recluse anomaly, sup Anon"

>While Jordan towered almost a full head over me, Kurt did so by about only a quarter of one

>Sporting a black and silver winter jacket that fit his body that was best described as 'defensive line-backer'

>"Hey Kurt"

>"So wanna tell me why you went missing on a weekend, when we need you the most"

>"Listen, you guys are big boys you can jerk one another off, you don't need me"

>"Serious Anon, we needed some of that Anomaly charm of yours on the front lines"

>"Was busy with my other project, speaking of I told Jordan that since you shits got to ride my coattails for the mid terms, you two are carrying me on the final"

>"Fine"

>"No complaints, that's why I like you Kurt"

>"Anon you're a faggot"

>"You too buddy"

>Class proceeded as normal like the week before hadn't been called off due to snow

>As class dragged on I found myself thinking about Marie, even worrying if she was ok

>With class coming to a close I kept my usual routine, not out of need to keep suspicion off me but because habits are hard to break

>After everything is said and done I end up making my way to the building that housed my business class

>>153734

>Not wanting to freeze my butt off I devise a way through the tech building into the adjoining sciences building that is connected

>With the connector both buildings end up forming a sort of U shape at a right angle, or more of a rectangle with one side opened up

>making my way through the halls I managed to reach the connector, transitioning into the Sciences wing

>Various classes are in session, one of the first rooms I passed by seemed to be forensics due to the jargon used

>Rounding the bend in the building I spotted the familiar indent in the hall that denoted the break area

>The vending machines hummed against one wall, with a CRT TV strapped to a wrack sat up in a corner displaying the time and any class cancellations

>As I get closer to the break area, the corner that was obscured comes into view

>Before I see anyone I hear a familiar voice

>coming around the corner I see two women sitting at a table in the corner

>Easily Recognizing them as Marie and her Oomukade friend Saiya

>As I approach I notice the downcast expression on Marie's face

>"Oi, You're here early, didn't expect to see you here honestly"

>"Anon"

>Marie rose from her seat and walked over to me

>We greeted one another in an embrace and a small kiss, much to Saiya's embarrassment

>"Whats with the gloomy look, you're stealing my whole thing love"

>"She lost her sweat shirt and can't find it, we think someone stole it"

>The person whose voice had said that had been Saiya, looking a bit indignant

>"Marie, I still can't believe you went after him, he's got the personality of sandpaper"

>Looking over at Saiya I cock an eyebrow at her, a smug expression on my face

>"Even sandpaper has a soft side to it"

>While Saiya shoots me a dirty look I laugh a bit and turn attention back to Marie

>"Now then, where is the last place you saw your sweater?"

>"Saiya and I just left our lab, I thought I left it there so we went back and when we came back it was gone"

>"Do you have any classes coming up?"

>"Well Saiya does have a Bio-Med class after this and as you know Anon my next class is the one we have together"

>Feeling a bit concerned I place a hand on Marie's shoulder

>"Listen love, I'll find your sweater, in the meantime however take mine"

>Marie's face turned a bit red as I spoke these words

>"Y-You're sweater, but Anon…W-what about you?"

>"You think I'm only wearing this jacket? I don't just wear one layer"

>Removing my jacket I revealed a black zip up hoodie underneath it

>"I can't stand the cold, so I've got this zip up and the pull over underneath that for extra warmth"

>"Anon You're jacket is just fine, I'm sure…"

>I stop Marie, showing her why I hadn't handed over my top most layer

>Where there should have been a row of buttons up the right side of the jacket were only two of them near the middle

>"Jacket has been falling apart for awhile now, but it was a gift from my grandfather and it's comfortable as hell, so I'll be damned if I get rid of it this late into the game"

>After removing the three layers I hand the zip up and pull over hoodie to Marie

>"How's it fit love?"

>"A bit snug Anon, but thanks"

>"Hehe….I'd give you the shirt of my back if it made you happy Marie, or in this case my sweat shirt"

>Marie gave me a big squeeze, the feeling of her embrace just making me feel at peace

>"I hate to interrupt Marie, but I have to get to class"

>Saiya's announcement and bright red face confirmed her departure from our company

>As she left I began to mull over my new mission

>"Right as your man it's my job to fix problems, I'll try and track down the missing sweater, you at the very least take the project papers we did together to class, in case I'm late"

>Digging through my pack I found the papers handing it them to Marie

>"Everything should be in there; The proposal, the breakdown of how it'll be marketed, some minor projections. Make sure it gets to class safely"

>"Anon you make it sound like you're going to die or something, it's just finding a sweater"

>"Between the cold, the oni, and the hellhounds it may as well be, anyway's let me…"

>Mid-setence I'm cut off by a voice I wished was no where near me

>"Didn't expect to see you here Anon, and with her no less"

>every warning klaxon in my brain was going off

>Turning around the face the voice, needing no guesses I addressed it

>"Hey Kurt…"

A bit of a fun fact with the lewd, the bit where the MC expresses he's thankful Marie didn't claw his back is a nod to the original cut of the story where Marie would do just that, thus bringing in a cold fact that despite being a woman Marie was a monster girl first and foremost and prone to hurting people unintentionally. I cut it because I saw it as too tender a moment to interrupt with something so jarring

>>145778

So it's been 2 weeks, are you gonna post that update? I was really looking forward to it.

>>153735

Honestly, you don't need to worry about "jarring" themes or interrupting tender moments with a dose of reality. You write so well that I believe you could weave it all together nicely. Plus having a dose of reality every so often isn't bad and helps differentiate your story thematically.

>>153935

As you know one of the MC's leg is bum, the scene originally had him recoiling from the pain for the claws kneeling but making the mistake of leaning in on the bum leg and falling off the bed hurting himself more, while it sounds comical consider where he'd have to be to pull out and move off and away from Marie combine that location with pain and needing to shift balance in that location and you'd get the original scene, I might us that later

>>153735

>One of the last people finding me in a situation like this.

>Kurt approached looking at me and Marie.

>A big shit eating grin on his face told me I was in for a verbal flogging.

>"Anon, are you giving the lizard your sweater? I thought you hated her"

>Trying my best to hide my current flustered self I only replied:

>"She lost hers I'm just letting her borrow it till the class we have together".

>"Oh, and I'm sure that embrace I saw you two in was 'just for warmth' too?"

>My urge to deck Kurt is rising till I feel Marie's hand on my shoulder.

>Whatever anger was building seems to be subsiding just from knowing she's there.

>With one audible exhale through my nose later I'm completely calmed.

>With my composure regained I look at Kurt smugly

>"So what if it was? Got a problem with that"

>"No, but whats the deal Anon? I didn't think you the type to randomly hug girls, unless it's some sort of fetish you've just developed"

>A confused expression causes Marie's brow to furrow

>"Anon didn't tell you?"

>"Tell me what?"

>"Anon and I are a couple now."

>All I could do was look away, my face slightly flushed.

>I braced for the inevitable mocking from Kurt.

>"Well at least we know you aren't gay anon."

>"What?"

>"Man Jordan is going to laugh when I tell him."

>"Kurt you tell Jordan and I swear…"

>"Why? would you rather?"

>"Anon…"

>Marie's voiced snapped me out of my re-surging need to punch Kurt.

>"Anon, are you too embarrassed by me to tell your friends?"

>"I-I…"

>"He's got a heart of gold but Anon's a shit head who doesn't want to admit it."

>Kurt of all people coming to my rescue in this situation utterly shocked me.

>"It's not gold, it's just gold plated"

>"Don't sell yourself short Anon, though I'm surprised you two are a couple now."

>"Why's that?"

>"Well she must've done something special to…oof"

>I cut Kurt off by elbowing him the stomach, I wasn't ready to admit that just yet, at least not in front of Marie.

>"Hey Kurt buddy, thanks for volunteering to help me find Marie's jacket"

>"But I have class."

>"No you don't jackass, I know your schedule, you're coming to help me."

>Returning my Attention to Marie, I tried my best to soften my expression.

>"Don't worry we'll get your jacket, if not keep my hoodies to stay warm."

>"Thanks Anon, be safe out there ok?"

>Nodding to Marie, I drag Kurt outside into the biting cold with me

>For a moment I realized I never asked Marie what her jacket looked like

>Figure I can go to lost and found, ask if someone has recently found a jacket

>As we made our way to the campus police office Kurt started to make small talk

>"So did you guys fuck or what?"

>"Right for the personal shit with you huh Kurt?"

>"So I take it as a yes?"

>"Man, why do you need to know if I dicked her or not?"

>"I'm just wondering Anon".

>"Yes I did, now will you kindly fuck off about it?"

>"Wel…How'd it feel?"

>"Goddamn I am getting sick and tired of this, GOOD, IT FELT GOOD."

>Kurt's rather prying questions managed to kill time as we got to the campus PD offices

>Approaching the lost and found we saw an elderly gentleman nearby

>His uniform indicated his position as campus PD

>His stature was one of a man relaxing, his buzzcut showing grey amongst what was once an all chestnut head of hair

>With the entire operation being mine I was the one who spoke up

>"Uhh…Excuse me"

>The man looked up we seemed to have caught him as he was reading up on sports on a tablet

>"Can I help you gentlemen?"

>"A friend of mine…"

>"Come on Anon…"

>"Fuckin' fine…My GIRLFRIEND, There happy Kurt? Lost her Jacket in the science building a while ago, did anyone turn one in?"

>Kurt with a broad smile on his face as I admitted my relationship with Marie, to an extent.

>"But yeah…That's about it mister, I was hoping her jacket might have turned up"

>The man looks at me and shakes his head

>"Sorry son, but no one has turned in a jacket recently."

>gritting my teeth I thank the officer and turn to Kurt.

>"Fucking eh, what now?"

>"You boys said you were looking for a jacket lost in the science building right?"

>A new voice, one that sounded like a woman's came from behind

>>154764

Sorry it took so long, though at this late in the game it might be better if I wrapped it up and just did a time skip, still feel like I'm leaking heavy autism with this story

>>154765

Just keep going, I'm enjoying the story regardless of your imagined autism

Are we getting any more Akki? That story's great, anon, and I want more.

Bumping thread because I need me some more Akki

>>156431

>>156441

I too need more Akki

He left off right as things were really starting to get interesting. I need to know how this goes down.

So has this become a one guy tells us a bed time story thread?