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some people have been asking for official descriptions of the big three
CHAPTER 2 IS OUT: So time for some spring cleaning..
Kris.
Kristiel: //In the car with mom-// -!…..?
You probably already know but… time has gone back.
Kristiel:…
It seems to have stopped right after I possessed you, but my actions going forward no longer exist.
Kristiel:….Good.
That’s not the only thing though… because as we speak, our timeline is being changed… so at some point, you might get your wish. I might disappear or take on a new form..
Kristiel:…//They grumble.//
Toriel: Kris. Are you okay?
Kristiel:….//Nod.//
Toriel: Still sleepy..? //giggle.// It’s alright. We’re almost at school. Maybe splash some water on your face before you go in~
Kristiel:…Mm.
"Arf! Arf!" The dog has a video game box in its mouth! Looks like something it wants to show Kris...
They stare for a moment before kneeling to pet the dog. “A box...? /I can add it to my ball of junk.../“ They smile at the thought before taking said mysterious box from the young pup.
“Haven’t I...seen you before..?”
Kinktober 2017. Day Seven Creampie. Kristiel
Kristen knows that she needs to be quieter, since it’s always annoying hearing couples in motel rooms going at it, but at the same time she can’t help it. Not when shes on her hands and knees, Cas holding her in place as he thrusts into her over and over, one hand on her shoulder, the other on her hip. His fingernails were digging into her skin, just on the right side of painful, only adding to the noises coming out of her.
“Cas, fuck.” She groaned, as he spread her legs wider, his balls smacking her clit on each thrust.
“That’s what I’m doing.” He said, a smirk in his voice.
Normally she would tell him off for being a smart ass, that was her job after all, but right now she really didn’t care. The pressure was building in her lower regions, her fingers twisting in the sheets, disrupting the smooth lines.
“Please, please, please.” She whined, trying to press back against him, but only meeting resistance.
“Uh uh uh, you always brag that you can come just like this, lets actually test this, shall we?”
Kristen almost sobbed, body shaking as Cas continued at the same pace, the only touch to her clit still coming from his balls, not quite enough, but so close. As he kept moving, she was trying so hard to focus, bring herself to come hard on his cock, but each time he squeezed her skin, it brought another layer somewhere else.
It was only when Cas leaned further forward, just holding her hips and thrusting faster did the small touches finally become enough. His lips were pressed to her neck as she came apart under him, pussy clenching around him, each thrust a little harder to get back in. But that didn’t stop him, as he continued to work her through it, keeping her high going and going. Just when she was on the verge of it all being just too much, did he finally come, pressing his hips tight against hers. She could feel the come pushing into her, filling her up so much it started dripping down her thighs, making her clench around him again.
“Wasn’t that worth it?” Cas asked, as he pulled out slowly, more come dripping down her skin.
“I hate you.” She mumbled, groaning as Cas’s finger teased her lips, before pressing into her. “Fuck!”
“What was that? Something about hating me?”
“Yep, hate you so much.” She whimpered, as he pressed two fingers in her now, thumb on the other hand going to her clit.
“Oh, I can tell. You always do this with people you hate? Let them finger you open, then fuck you and fill you with come, then finger that come out of you.”
Kristen moaned into the pillows, trying to keep it in her mind to yell at Dean later for Giving Cas such a dirty mouth. Well, yell at him, and maybe make him cookies, depending on where else the night took them.
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read it on the AO3 at http://ift.tt/1Og7Kup
by Kristiel
Dean ne sait pas quoi faire. Il a tellement vécu, tellement souffert qu’il ne sait même plus ce qu’il ressent. Il ne sait même pas s’il peut encore ressentir autre chose que des sentiments négatifs. Il en a assez de se montrer fort, de se battre sans cesse pour protéger son frère… mais il ne sait pas quoi faire d’autre. Il n’a jamais rien fait d’autre.
Words: 2335, Chapters: 1/1, Language: Français
Fandoms: Supernatural
Rating: Mature
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Categories: M/M
Relationships: Castiel/Dean Winchester, Castiel & Dean Winchester
Additional Tags: Canon Compliant, Human Castiel in the Bunker, Fluff and Angst, Season/Series 09
read it on the AO3 at http://ift.tt/1Og7Kup
Castiel hummed softly as Kristens fingers worked their way through his black wings. They had been messed up for a while now, old ones that needed to be pulled and some that needed to alined. The only problem was finding someone to do it. Sure he could of asked Sam, Dean wouldn't of been a very good choice, but it felt weird. Showing your feathers to a human was a big thing, something that you normally didn't do. It takes a lot of trust that most angels can't find in a human. Kristen was different though. Castiel felt like he could fully trust her to help him and not make fun of him for it, like he was sure the winchesters would. "How long has it been since you groomed these?" Kristen asked, smoothing out another section. "A long time, I haven't found a human in a while that I felt could help." "What about angels?" She asked, removing a few more dead feathers, that turned to dust when the hit the trash can. "It feels better having a human do them. Angels aren't quite so careful and.... Loving is maybe the word," He said, forehead tightened in thought. "That's not fully right either. Sort of like, Angels just go about doing it so fast that you don't get to enjoy it, before they're done. Humans mostly are, in awe I suppose, of the wings that you take your time." "Well most humans days don't consist of an angel from heaven asking them to touch their wings. So yea, I can see how in awe we are." "And it just takes a lot of trust besides telling what we are, but also having humans touch our wings. Since they are very sensitive." "Mhm." Kristen hummed, getting done with one wing, flattening down where it met Cas's back. Moving to the other one, she started at the base, jumping a little as Cas let out a gasp. "You ok?" She asked, moving her hands up in a 'woah' motion. "Very, uh 'sweet spot'." "Oh." Kristen said, biting her bottom lip as she looked at the tiny feathers. Moving closer again, she brushed her fingertips over the feathers, watching his back muscles twitch, a moan falling out of his mouth. The fact he didn't tell her to stop, made her bolder, fingers rubbing over the spot again, a louder moan coming out this time. "Do you want me to stop?" Kristen asked, pressing against his back, fingers still on the feathers, other hand running over his stomach, stopping inches from the bulge now in his pants. "No, please." He whimpered, head falling onto her shoulder. "Ok." She smiled, kissing his neck as she pressed harder to the spot. Cas whimpered loudly, hands moving to hold her thighs, her hand pressing into Cas's pajama pants, wrapping around his cock. She kept both of her hands moving, thumb pressing circles into the base of his wing, hand moving over his cock, his moans getting louder. "Kristen." He gasped, hands holding her thighs tight, coming over his twiching stomach. "Cas." She answered back, kissing his ear as he took fast, deep breaths. Slowly he released her thighs, fully relaxing against her, tilting his head to look at her. "Hi." He said, blush tinging his cheeks. "Hi yourself." He smiled at her, leaning in and sharing a slow kiss, breaking apart a few moments later. "I think I'm going to have to show you my wings more often." "I think you just might."
Just curious i'm new to this blog but what's with this whole kristiel hype and why do you ship this and how would suho react to you naming him as $uho in your moblie phone
I’ll let Sariel answer the Kristiel thing for you, but!
If Suho saw that you had him as “$uho” under your contacts he’d probably laugh and teasingly ask you, “What, is that all I am to you?” and probably mime some dorky (and unnecessarily dramatic) credit card swiping motions.
—Rohe
Kristiel is Castiel and Kris together! They are perfect for each other and everyone sees it but her.
So that’s what it is…a little tease fun joke thing between the mortals and the admins! Especially former admin Lucifer….she is behind the name changing on the blog.
-Sariel
Want what you can't have. Kristiel/Krisam
The air was slightly chilly as Castiel left the motel room to look for Kristen, who had gone out for a walk a while ago. For a moment he was afraid he would have to use some of his angel powers, until he caught a glimpse of her. She was standing near a tree, up on the hill next to the motel the four hunters, and the three angels, were staying. Making his way up, he cleared his throat so he didn't startle her, though it did make her jump non the less. As she turned, he could see her protruding stomach, where Sam and her's child was growing. Soon enough to be brought into the world by Gabriel.
“Cas.” She greeted, before turning back around, looking over the valley.
“It's cold out here.”
“I'm aware of that.” She chuckled, her hoodie sleeves coming down over her hands.
“Then why aren't you inside where it's warm?” He inquired, standing next to her.
“I don't mind the cold, plus it was just getting a little stuffy in there for me. Everyone hovering all the time. Too much on my mind to just sit there.”
“I'm sorry, Would you like me to leave?”
She shook her head, reaching out and wrapping her fingers between his, holding his hand.
“Is there anything you'd like to get off your mind?”
“Not really,” She sighed, but let out a breath and started talking. “I love Sam, I really do and I don't regret at all being pregnant with his child.”
“But?”
“But our lives are going to be different, instead of long nights of research, it's going to be rocking babies to sleep. I'm already tired all the time and sore and it's only going to keep going like this.”
Cas nodded, trying not to jump as she sighed, before moving a step closer and resting her head on his chest, wrapping her unoccupied arm around his waist, under the trench coat. The angel let go of her hand, wrapping his arms around her shoulders. She let out a small sniffle, but he could sense the small smile she had on her face.
“Thanks, Cas.” She muttered into his chest.
He nodded again, resting his cheek on the top of her head. Her stomach made it a little hard to keep her as close as he suddenly craved, but he enjoyed it none the less.
“Anything else plaguing your mind?”
“Non important things.” She replied, tilting her head up to look at him.
“Ok.” He replied, looking back at her.
As she looked at him, she couldn't feel the cold around her anymore, just the warmth of his arms wrapped around her. It was so much different than when she did this with Sam, Cas's blue eyes looking back at her from so much closer. Not that she didn't like Sam's height, but the angel was more the perfect height to hold her like this. Her heart fluttered as Cas' tilted his head slightly to the right. Before she could stop herself, she leaned in, pressing her lips to his slightly chapped one. The angel jumped a little, but his arms tightened around her as he pressed back against her.
Kristen was out of breath by the time she pulled back, her cheeks turning a soft shade of red as she licked her lips.
“I'm,” She started, but she couldn't bring herself to say she was sorry, since she didn't feel it.
“I'm not.” He said, tilting her chin up with the side of his knuckle, kissing her again.
This time they didn't break apart until there was a door opening and closing from the motel, Cas stepping back. For a moment they watched, waiting to see if it was one of their group, but no one ever came around the corner.
“You should get back, dinner should be about ready.” Cas said, reaching out to take her hand.
“I should.” She nodded.
The others were around the table when she got back, Sam greeting her with a kiss that she returned, but she couldn't help the lead in her stomach. She didn't eat much, Sam worrying that she might be getting sick, but she just shook her head. Kristen tried to eat a little more, but when Cas popped up, needing to say something to Balthazar, she felt a few tears slip down her cheeks. Wiping them away, she told Sam and Kris that she was going to lay down and no, she didn't want company.
Getting into the room, she shut the door and laid on her and Sams bed, crying into her pillow as her heart hurt. One moment she was alone, the next the bed had another occupant.
“I know you didn't want company, but you're not a very good liar.” Cas said quietly, tilting her head up again.
She let out another small sob, as he pulled her into a kiss, wiping away her tears. Her tears could be tasted as they kissed, holding him as close as she could.
“I know I can't have you, but I.” Kristen hiccuped.
“You belong to Sam, but I will always care deeply for you as well.”
Kristen nodded, kissing him one more time before he was gone, more tears falling down her face. A few moments later the door opened, Sam closing it behind him before getting on the bed.
“Are you ok, baby?”
“Yea,” She nodded, ignoring the way her heart said no. “I'm ok. I love you.”
“I love you too.”
Sam gave her a soft kiss before having her roll over, holding her close and giving the back of her neck a soft kiss. As she drifted off, she could almost feel a presence holding the hand that was hanging off the bed, making a single tear falling onto her pillow.