Serving My Cause

Indie SPN RP sideblog Meg//Demon// Age: Older than you. "You find a cause, and you serve it. Give yourself over, and it orders your life." Mun & Muse: 18+ nsfw will appear Will rp with any fandom & OC Multi-ship & Multi-Verse

[hxllslilbitch]

Stuck In the Middle {Sam & Meg}

[thesoullesshunter]

      Sam’s smug grin lingered on his face as she dared him to underestimate him, only until she started to suggest the idea of her being his boss. Then that grin would turn upside down into more of a disgusted grimace. Drawing a deep breath as she passed him to head towards the lounge, he turned to watch her and stood idly by as she taunted him some more. It wouldn’t be until she tried to continue on her merry way that he’d act within the next instant, lifting one hand and grabbing her firmly by the forearm. Forcefully, he’d pull her back towards him and would lean in as he hissed, “You’ve got a lot of nerve, you know that? You think you can just waltz in and take away all the hard work I’ve done for this case? You think you’re that special?”

[hxllslilbitch]

      This time there is no hesitation before her hand in meeting the side of his cheek. Who the hell did he think he was laying his hand on her? Meg let her hand fall back down to her side after giving him a little shove to put some distance between them. Just because she had to weart stilettos, didn't mean that she couldn't hold her own against anyone. "You are a narcissistic, entitled prick." She muttered. It was all fun and games, just a little healthy competition, until she realized they were never going to see eye to eye. "You think you're the only one in this building that works hard, that deserves good opportunities? I'm sorry, I think I hear them calling bullshit from every office in this firm. I'm not going to let your cheating, pompous client take everything from mine. He really should have learned to dot his is and cross his ts. It's going to be a tough blow for you, but I think your ego will bounce back, unless it gets lost in all that hair.

[hxllslilbitch]

Stuck In the Middle {Sam & Meg}

[thesoullesshunter]

      Sam was good at his job, and he knew it. He had a certain way with words, and his natural charisma was nothing if not instrumental in aiding his cases. And he wasn’t shy about it, either. He would take an advantage where he saw one, no matter how cheap it might be in some cases.

      His latest case had him working towards getting a promotion of sorts. It was a divorce settlement, and his opponent? Not just any lawyer. A female lawyer, at that. One by the name of Meg Masters. While he certainly didn’t see her as a terrible person for the job, God forbid she takes this opportunity away from him. Little did he know he’d end up locked on an entire floor with her.

       Just as he had gotten the word about a shooter in the building, he had been cut off just as he was making his way back to his office… by none other than the rival on his case. Glancing up from his phone as he heard the door open, he stopped as soon as she intercepted him. Arching his brows at the tone she struck with him, he retorted. “Yeah? Well, I’m sure I’d be the talk of the firm if I happened to bite it. You?” He’d pause to make a quick glance over before suggesting. “You’d just be an afterthought.”

[hxllslilbitch]

       Fingers fold over into a clenched fist as she resists the urge to slap the other lawyer as hard as she possibly could just to wipe that stupid smirk off of his face. If she had a dollar for every reason she despised him, she was certain that she would be a millionaire. However, she knew that resulting to any form of violence would largely reduce her chances at making partner, and that was an opportunity she wasn't about to blow just out of her frustration.              "Say it isn't so." She whimpered in mock sadness. She wasn't about to let him inflate his own ego any further than it already was. Meg was going to stand her ground until she had beat him once and for all, and a stupid gunman wasn't going to get in the way of that. Hell, she hardly thought this shooter would even make it up to the fifth floor. "Underestimate me Winchester, I dare you. It will be the biggest mistake you will ever make. Just remember I like my coffee black when I become your boss next month, kay?" She grinned, patting his shoulder and moving to walk pass him towards the lounge on the floor, stopping in her tracks and turning back to face him. "And you should start to apologize to your client now. He's going to need a bucket for all his tears when I am done cleaning both of you out for every penny he is worth."

[hxllslilbitch]

Stuck In the Middle {Sam & Meg}

@thesoullesshunter​||Sam

          With four prominent male partners, the firm practically needed her feminine touch. If she was being honest she thought she had more courage than all of the others combined. Win or lose, she had a tendency to take on the cases that everyone else deemed impossible to prove, to fight for. Of course, she hadn’t won every case, but give her a lawyer that has. Oh right, shiny perfect Sam Winchester. That’s why everyone was saying the last spot for partner was going to go to him. Over her dead body.                Meg wasn’t a proud woman, okay that was a lie.  She was good and everyone in town knew that she was good.  She was Johnny Cochran if the glove don’t fit you must acquit good, but it had taken her years to get there.  She had to build her own clientele, start with pro-bono.  She’d like to see those arrogant bastards shake off their coats and do free council.  It wasn’t something that any of them would ever do, another reason why she should make partner, she’s the one helping their charitable reputation.       She’s in her office sulking over the stupid divorce settlement then have her pinned against Sam on.  It was simple, whoever got their client the most in the settlement got the job.  It should have been a walk in the park because the husband cheated, but of course there was a prenup. Just when she thought she had finally got the case fully together there is a message on her phone.  There was a shooter in the lobby, all lawyers were supposed to stay in their office.    Walking out to see the commotion she walked right into Sam only to find that they were the only ones on the floor.  “Gunner in the building.  Probably someone you pissed off.  I hope you have your will filled out, would be a shame for your pretty face to perish and not have all your crap in order.” Her tone is telling, bitter even, but she doesn’t care.  She couldn’t hate the man more, which will only make her victory in the end that much sweeter. 

[hxllslilbitch]

Give me a Url and I will say the thing I like best about that blog.

[hxllslilbitch]

@youjustkeepfighting answered the thing.         Dean might not have admitted out loud, but these kind of scenes were the ones he loved the most. He forgot the cameras rolling and focused solely on Meg’s face. She looked beautiful like this, though he hadn’t really gotten to know her outside work, there was no denying that he was a little curious. He would make a point to talk to her later, for now his body was writhing and begging before his mind had even caught up.

     He could feel his hands bound above his head and he tugged on them a little before sending a desperate expression Meg’s way

.          “Fuck me–” Dean bit down on his bottom lip for a moment. “Please, I need it, just…” But there was no way Dean could finish his sentence, he was so hard it hurt.

           There were a lot of women who couldn't handle taking the reigns of the scene. Though she had seen quite a few of Bondage Barbie's films, Meg was the granddaughter of lovelace, one of the first porn stars to make the adult film industry main stream. It was in her very blood. She didn't care so much about the awards or the money. It was just something that she happened to love to do.             "Say my name. I want to know you know you will make your head spin, your back arch, and your dick throb harder than it's ever throbbed." She cooed lightly.             Pouring a bit of candle wax over either of his nipples, she reached over to a bucket next to the bed and grabbed a few ice cubes. Not waiting for the wax to harden, she ran the ice cubes over his nipples so he could feel the stark constract between the hot and the cold. She wasn't going to give him satisfaction until she deemed him worthy. If he was a gopd boy, she would make it well worth his while. "You know I love it when you say my name."

[aheartsobroken]

“If this is your way of trying to impress somone then I don’t think it’s working.” Evan raised a brow at the woman, he wasn’t sure where to even start because he hadn’t believed it lately himself. 

[hxllslilbitch]

“I’m fucking amazing.  Whether or not others agree  isn’t really any concern of mine.  I just happen to think god and most the angels are one giant joke.” She  smirked, shrugghing her shoulders.  taking a breath,  she glanced at him.  “Though for someone worthy,  i could make an effort to be nice, agreeable even.”

[hxllslilbitch]

seraphimensis;

Michael knew what hope could do to him, especially when he knew exactly what every other demon was like, but he also knew that hope would crawl its way into his brain somehow. A fallen angel and a demon sounded like a tragic love story waiting to happen and if it did…he would be powerless to stop it. Nor was he sure if he wanted to.

He pulled his lips away, a content smirk had made its way onto his face. “Not round three or four?” He dove back down again, his lips travelling lower and his fingers trailing over her body to make up for the loss. Though the moment he buried his tongue inside her he moaned, feeling himself harden in his jeans. There was no way that he could give this up.

For so long she had only been living as a solidier to this cause or that cause. She fought for what she truly believed in, proving herself as a dominant force to be reckoned with. It wasn't until recently that she was starting to realize that there was something more out there. Something more than the endless fight between the angels and the demons. Maybe falling into bed with Michael wasn't her best decision, but the one thing she knew was that he made her feel again. It was something that she had forgotten, what it felt like to just feel. It definitely wasn't love, but there was some sort of pull pulling them together. As his fingers roamed along her curves, her body trembled, twisted. She could hardly keep still. Her entire body was begging for more of his attention, the blood rushing to every limb to keep each tingle sensation his fingers left behing burning with a lust for more. She arched her hips off the mattess as his tongue explored her tight tunnel. If they kept this up, round one was going to end very, very soon. It was like he knew all the right buttons to push to keep her cumming undone. "Oh bloody fucking hell. You keep bring me this close to orgasm, I don't think I'd be able to stop at four rounds. I may have to keep you around, offer myself as your personal sex slave."

[hxllslilbitch]

wxlfmann;

“Nice to meet you, Meg.” Hawthorne turned to her and smiled, offering one of his hands for her to shake. “I’m Hawthorne.” The road ahead of them was very quiet, as it had been when he found her. There was the occassional car, but that was about it. “So, uh… Is this the part where we tell each other where we’re coming from and where we’re going because… in all honesty, I’d rather not talk about it…” He paused, then glanced over at her wth a grin. “And yes, after having said that, immediately realised how much I sound like a serial killer.”

"I think there are worse things to be than a serial killer." She laughed, shrugging her shoulders. Of course, with everything she's seen, she wasn't so sure that she didn't technically qualify as one herself. Though she also wasn't so sure it counted if it was under the influence of a demonic influence. Yeah. It was best to avoid all types of sharing kind. "But for what it's worth. I wasn't really looking forward to talking about it either. The past is the past. Though the where we are going as far as destination is probably a good idea, because you are being kind enough to drive me, in whatever direction we are going. But I promise not to judge. I can even be silent if you prefer... are try to be."

[hybridxabomination]

Mommy! || Meg and Clarence

[hxllslilbitch]

mastxrs;

Clarence nodded enthusiastically and practically jumped beside her mother as they walked. “I’m so so so happy, mommy! She will be my very first friend… I’ll name her Daisy…” She smiled wide. ((Moved Clarence’s blog to here.. :D))

Meg laughed as she looked down at the little girl. She never in a million years thought that she would find herself as a mother, but seeing her daughter just made everything feel right. She nodded and shrugged. "Are you sure you don't want another name like Kiara like from the lion king?"

[wexarexfromxhell]

Sister... || Meg and Dawn

[hxllslilbitch]

wexarexfromxhell;

Dawn did as she was told, standing and grabbing her jacket as she moved to the car, yawning softly.

Meg sighed as she opened the passenger door for her sister, glancing at the other woman. "How bad have them been getting?"

[hxllslilbitch]

thesoullesshunter;

“Can’t argue with that.”

"If it isn't little Winchester. Finally get sick of fighting the good fight, realize demons have more fun?"

[hxllslilbitch]

dontgooverthere;

“My nightmares don’t scare me anymore, sweetheart.” Ben smirked, even though he knew that he was in too deep, he didn’t care. He was seventeen and this was his chance to really live. He caught the keys and unlocked the car, climbing into the drivers side before he responded. “Somehow I get the picture that you like it when someone else takes control.” He started the car, looking at the road for a moment. “Toto though, really?”

Biting on her lip hard enough for it to bleed, Meg lapped up the crimson fluid as she turned to face her friend. "Oh Benny, don't get your head all twisted." She smirked, shaking her hed, reaching over and resting her hand on his thigh. "I was nearly the queen of hell, there's nothing more that I like than having full control." She leaned over and whispered in his ear. Her voice taunting and soft. "It takes a real man to try and reign me in."

[hxllslilbitch]

“But has anyone actually read that thing called the bible.  For rules humanity is supposed to live by, it seems like a  giant load of bull.” 

[aheartinwcrds]

“It’s not really my job to trust people.” He pointed out, it was his job to help get the truth, give the dead a chance for justice. It wasn’t about the money and he needed to stop getting distracted by attractive women. “I’m sure you’re nice enough,” Though he really wasn’t. “But I could lose my job if I don’t do this properly.” Greg didn’t step forward yet though, he was thinking, not wanting to put himself in any danger. “Everyone loves Halloween, but even you can understand how bad this looks, I’m sure.”

[hxllslilbitch]

Meg glanced at the body out of the corner of her eye. It wasn't like a human could actually old her in a jail cell, murder charge and all. And it wasn't like she just killed some random woman. It was a former murderer who had been asking for forgiveness in a church when Meg found her. She could just call herself a vigilante. "I don't think you want to know waht I really think, if I am being honest."

[hxllslilbitch]

dontgooverthere;

Ben felt a little proud of himself that he had stood up to her and he was quite sure that he had impressed her. At least Ben could tell himself that. He followed Meg and thought to himself for a moment, for some reason he felt as though things were about to change and he couldn’t quite figure out whether that was a good thing or not. “I think you’re scared that someone like me is going to show you up, if that’s the case–” Ben closed the door behind him and shoved his house key in his pocket. “–then maybe we should turn back now.” Not that Ben wanted that, he was looking forward to tonight.

"I've done things that would make your worse nightmares envious." Meg admitted tossing him the keys to her car and shrugged walking over to the passenger side. "But why don't you lead the way. I want to see just how bad you can get. If you think i can't keep up, which you won't, I guess we will know who the real top dog is." She laughed as she started to climb into the car. "Though all this talk of a dog would really make a girl want a canine to call her own. I'd name it toto."

[dyadalone-a-deactivated20210206]

It wasn’t as though Ben could deny that much, he might have basketball and school in the back of his pocket. But this was different. He didn’t know exactly what kind of fun Meg had in mind, but he knew that opportunities like this only came along once in a life time. He had to take it. “Even if I am, what difference does that make? You don’t think I can learn? C’mon, I gotta have some fun while I’m still young.” Ben gestured down the hall, he wanted to get out of there already and get to whatever the night had in stall for them. “You keep talkin’ the big game, but I think you’re scared, too.”

[hxllslilbitch]

Well she would be damned, almost literally. That son of a bitch was challenging her right back. She couldn't deny the fact that Ben did seem to have a set of brass balls on himself. He never backed down from whatever she threw at him. Though she knew that there was a difference between Demon's play and actual human trouble. Though she wasn't about to mention that to him. She wanted to see just what he wanted, what limits he thought she was holding back on. If he was going to challenge her, than she was going to rise to the occassion herself. motioning for him to follow her to the porsche she had parked down the street, she started to head out and down the sidewalk. "And what exactly do you think I am scared of, that I am holding back on?"

[hxllslilbitch]

dontgooverthere;

Ben knew as soon as he laid eyes on Meg that she would be trouble, but that was half the fun of it, he still young. Why shouldn’t he get out there before he headed off to college and started the rest of his life? Though he didn’t quite just how much trouble Meg actually was, he might lie and tell himself that he didn’t care…as long as his mother didn’t find out. He pulled on his jacket and walked right up to Meg, giving her a smirk right back. “I’m always up for causin’ a little trouble, you know that.”

Palm landed on bicep as she shoved him playfully. After hanging with Castiel, Meg had learned how to be both dangerous and good at the same time. It was a balancing act that she was perfecting over time. Glancing over at Ben, she shook her head at his comment, sticking her tongue out at him. "The only thing that I know is that you are a pup trying to keep in touch with the big dogs. I don't think you could handle all the things that I do. This is all just child's play." She wanted to challenge him, just see what kind of man he truly was. With the war between good and bad, the grey area allowed for a lot of leeway, though neither side would approve of such games.