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Thread: to h e l l and back. [ stefy && kolath ]

Her pretty eyes staring along the floor of the confessional, she could hear the half silent breathing of the priest on the otherside of the screen, knowing she couldn't see him, though mentally hoping he could have something to help her situation. No, he wasn't a witch doctor, but surely a few hail mary's could cure that really quickly, right? Biting onto her bottom lip gently once the priest finally spoke to her in response to her earlier words, she glanced up slightly and closed her eyes because a good half of her mind was sure that she was going to have to answer this sooner or later. It was a toss up sort of question. I- They touch me Father. They grab at me and pull at my clothes father, and recently I've been having these nightmares about these things pushing inside of me. . She didn't want to announce how they had just about filled up every one of her holes in that dream, a mental image of her lips stretched around something that looked like the tentacles that had been bothering her all day today. With that being said, she didn't realize they were currently creeping up her smooth legs now, Samaire's eyes closed softly as she raised a hand to her lips gently, They keep getting worse Father. She announced as well in her soft voice, leaning her head against the side of the confessional. listulistulistu
Thread: to h e l l and back. [ stefy && kolath ]

Alys smirked feeling her tentacles creeping up the girls legs. It was so good to finally be really touching her and not just giving the impression of them touching her. The tentacles had come up through the floor of the confessional and were really touching her but they were hidden by her skirts and the portal was under the chair. Alys smirked again, ??Pushing inside of you? How my child? And what are these things that are doing it to you?? she wanted Samaire to put words to it. if she could get the girl to describe it then her hold over her would be complete.
Thread: to h e l l and back. [ stefy && kolath ]

This was starting to get ridiculous. He was asking her so many questions that she didn't feel like answering, although she knew she couldn't just say that to the priest before her. Eyes again scanning the ceiling, the young female let herself breathe out gently before speaking again when he asked what the things were that were pushing inside of her, They- they slide up my skirt and. . And take my virginity from me Father. And I'm not sure what they are. . They're tentacles or something Father and just ram into me and. . I even woke up screaming one night. She admitted, her voice now hushed as she closed her eyes, not believing she was saying this.listulistulistu
Thread: to h e l l and back. [ stefy && kolath ]

Alys smiled as the bond was set by her describing it. the tentacles slowly crept up her legs farther moving to her knees and starting to head up her inner thighs. With her head turned up to the ceiling she would never see them. ??Do you like how they feel my child?? Alys had her already all it would take is the tentacles to start to pull her down into hell with them and there was nothing that the poor girl could do to stop it. Alys let her voice slip from deeper into her natural clearly famine voice. ??Do you like it when they push inside you dripping pussy and take your virginity, is that why you woke screaming in pleasure??
Thread: Monkshood (Juno and Pretorius) (HP Snape/OC)

In spite of Severus Snape's pretenses to the contrary, he remembered her. Gryffindor. Obnoxious. Less dense than some, more spoiled than most. It had been a few years since she had left Hogwarts, and it couldn't be long enough. Now, as her interview drew near, he was decanting a Philtre of Focus for the seventy-first time. Soon it would be ready, and the miserable little imps he had been tasked to herd would cease to be a distraction for good. The annoyance could have been worse, perhaps - he could have been forced to remain Headmaster - but that was cold comfort. Everything had been easier when he had been roundly hated. Just that morning, an idiot Gryffindor had smiled at him! What did a man have to do to make his stance clear? Now the very same people who had whispered 'Coward' for years wore the mask of affability, beaming, inviting him to drink. Doubtless they expected him to 'forgive their misunderstanding.' Worst of all, as always, were the students. Children who had lived in fear now lived in fatuous complacence, as if the Dark Arts had ceased to exist when the Death Eaters had disbanded. Potter himself was growing lax in his Occlumency, and Granger had taken 'time off' for 'personal reasons.' Well. Nobody would ever accuse him of letting his pupils become fat and weak. When the next evil came, they would face it, secure in the knowledge that it couldn't possibly be as awful, as cruel, as horrific as Professor Severus Snape, Head of Slytherin, Potions Master, and Professional Greasy Git. And the new order would begin with this interview. Twenty years old! Madness. Even if this 'student teacher' candidate was one of McGonagall's old favorites, and could thus be assured of her place, he would show her the seriousness, and tenuousness, of her position.
Thread: Monkshood (Juno and Pretorius) (HP Snape/OC)

Snape raised his left hand in the universal gesture for 'Do not interrupt this delicate and dangerous work.' Stir clockwise. Clockwise. Clockwise. Clockwise, but more slowly. As the brew reached the turning point, a cloud of choking, green smoke rose from the cauldron and dissipated away from Snape his visitor may, perhaps, have caught a whiff of Ashwinder eggs. Now counterclockwise, slowly. Then counterclockwise again, but faster, faster, and faster still. Add a half-pinch of Siberian Ginseng. Hold the phial up to the light, and wait for the very instant the green liquid begins to cloud... there. Decant at once. It was done. As Snape stoppered the bottle and sealed it with wax, he spoke without looking up from the task. Miss Stone. You are late. The girl could hardly argue with the looming grandfather clock, could she? Surely she could see that the big serpent was on the nine, and the little snake was on the one. And even if this wasn't absolutely accurate, it was absolutely right. Any clock could show you an accurate time, but this one showed visitors the time they ought to see. The time they deserved. A little peevishly, Snape waved Lexie to a chair, like a grown man forced to tolerate someone's misbehaved child, then settled behind his desk and appraised her appearance. Once again, matters could have been far worse. She had unusually reserved dress-sense for a Gryffindor, and her hair was almost practical. Somewhere in the back of his mind, he noted that she hadn't dressed this way as a student. Therefore, either she genuinely respected the 'interview process,' or she genuinely feared his disapproval. Better to keep her off-balance, then. He leaned forward slightly, causing a few strands of disheveled hair to fall into his eyes, and humorlessly smiled. A student teacher! How interesting. He settled back slightly and steepled his fingers, unconscious that this revealed an unseemly rent in the left elbow of his robes. Had he known that even a newcomer could see how the past month's revelations had worn on him, he'd have been mortified. A spy should not wear their heart on their sleeve, or at their elbow. Nonetheless, uncharacteristically blind to these signs, Snape confidently baited his hook. It makes one wonder if I should treat you as a student, or as a teacher. What do you think, Miss Stone?
Thread: Monkshood (Juno and Pretorius) (HP Snape/OC)

Legilimency wasn't even a remote temptation. If Snape were caught prying into a student teacher's mind, it would mean a scandal, but his reluctance ran deeper than that. As much as he scoffed at Gryffindor ideas of chivalry, the war's end had left him the luxury to establish cleaner rules, and one of them was that Legilimency was for special circumstances only. He was a private man, and if he infringed upon the privacy of others without reason, how could he possibly consider himself their better? It was different for a spy, of course, but he was a spy no longer. In any case, why bother? As far as he was concerned, the girl had little mind to read. At best, he could hope to see the idealistic hero fantasies of a young, dense teacher. At worst... he preferred not to contemplate the worst-case scenario for the contents of this girl's psyche. Snape's brow furrowed ever-so-slightly when she looked at his elbow. Ah. Lamord must have struck closer than I thought. Not terrible, as first strikes go - from him or her. But if he was surprised that Stone had taken the offensive so quickly, it didn't register on his face. After all, this was how Gryffindors were doubtless she would get on splendidly with Minerva. Thank you for bringing that to my attention, Miss Stone. Perhaps you'd care to recommend a tailor? A shampoo? If she rose to the lure, he would crush her like the impudent thing she was. Simple as that. But if her first sally had been reasonably adept, her next response left her so vulnerable that he'd have been a fool not to press the offensive. 'A continuing learning process?' 'Counter-productive?' 'Break past those boundaries?' said Snape, a touch incredulously. Such language may pass at the Beauxbatons Business School, but we are civilized here. Answer again, if you please... He drew himself up to full height, and peered at her over his hawklike nose. ... in English.
Thread: Monkshood (Juno and Pretorius) (HP Snape/OC)

Lexie, who had been clenching her hands so tightly only became aware of this when her sharp nails threatened to break skin. She may have been high-strung but she would never be accused of ever interrupting. Regardless of the fact that she was being talked-down to by the most infuriating of individuals that she had come across, she would always manage to allow others to say their part. What Snape had to say would have been enough to instigate a verbal argument of epic proportions if it weren't for the sudden realization that she was there for a reason. Breathing through her nostrils, the girl silently composed herself and focussed on the spot just between Snape's eyes. She didn't dare look directly into those dark pools of black now. She was almost certain that it would cause her to erupt and royally destroy her chances. What I meant to say is, professor that you may treat me as you see fit but I'm here for one reason alone and that is to teach. All right. So perhaps the frank bitterness in referring to him in such a manner was a little more apparent than she ought to have made it but her answer was the plain and simple truth. As much as she loved these little battles with the potions master, she had come there in hopes of becoming a part of what she liked to call the Hogwarts family. It was true that she was often too easy-going to even be considered for such a position but she was ambitious and held a fierce love for Hogwarts that could not be easily tarnished. Lowering her gaze for the briefest of moments, Lexie observed the sharp indents that were now visible on her pale palms. She really did need to learn how to control that anger. Perhaps it came with being a Stone or perhaps Snape was just that much of an arse. She opted to believe in the latter as her eyes once again found that horribly pallid face. By Merlin, that nose was extraordinary! If it weren't completely inappropriate to do so, Lexie would have laughed out loud at her own silly but perfectly valid thoughts. Unable to conceal the slight smile tugging at her lips, Lexie felt the former anger momentarily evaporate as she spoke out in what she hoped was a respectful tone, or at least enough to placate the bastard. Teaching at Hogwarts would be most rewarding, sir, and I believe you'll find that I am quite capable of performing the necessary tasks required of my position. Lexie paused, almost as if having an after-thought. It'll be fun.
Thread: Monkshood (Juno and Pretorius) (HP Snape/OC)

I'm sorry for the delayed reply. It took no special gift to see the fire here, the anger, the ambition that could flare and fade at a moment's notice, as needed. This was no mere Gryffindor defiance ending on the rebuttal would have been that. But relaxing into a smile, as if nothing had been said... the girl had promise. But Snape did not smile back. 'Treat you as I see fit?' I shall hold you to that. A moment's pause. But if you are to succeed, you must not be here solely to teach. Not even if you find it more 'rewarding' than the Flamel Prize and more 'fun' than... whatever your friends do to amuse themselves. His gaze waxed intense. You must be here to protect and punish, to stand fast and move swiftly, and to learn. If you do not learn quickly... He slid a notice across the desk to her. ... this man will kill you. A handsome wizard in his fifties smiled gamely from the notice, poised and confident, projecting a wholesomeness that belied the text underneath RODERIC LAMORD Known aliases The Edge Wizard Mr. Black Mr. White Wanted for murder, treason, conspiracy, and traffic in the Dark Arts. Do not approach! --- We will meet in three hours, twenty-two minutes, and five seconds to discuss this threat. This meeting is ABSOLUTELY MANDATORY for all staff and prospective staff! - Prof. S. Snape As if on cue, Lamord's grin twisted into a sadistic rictus, lips parted to reveal teeth filed to vicious points. As the fugitive preened, the time continued to tick down as Snape spoke. I would have preferred that you remain off our campus while we attended to this... but it seems that Professor McGonagall wishes you tried in the fire, as it were. He gave a bemused shrug. I do hope you are as competent as you claim to be. - At that very moment, unknown to either of them, a two-headed crow swooped low over Hogwarts. Three caws split the air, and it was gone.
Thread: Monkshood (Juno and Pretorius) (HP Snape/OC)

The air in the room had suddenly grown chilly and while Lexie was one of those rare cases who actually preferred cold weather to the the warmth, she still couldn't help but rub a soothing hand down her goosebump-ridden arm. Whether Snape noticed this or not, he gave no indication and she ceased her movements entirely, gaze now fixed upon the notice he had slid forth. It was true. Ever since Voldemort's fall, wizards and witches alike had lulled themselves into this false sense of security. Many people had begun to think that with the likes of Potter and Snape himself alive, they were perfectly safe. Lexie would never have considered a realist by any means. She had a habit of daydreaming about a desired life and often such dreams could cloud her judgement but one look at the maniacal wizard and she knew that safe wasn't exactly the operative word. Did she feel even the slightest bit of fear? Not exactly, but this was partly due to the fact that she had yet to see what she was up against. As expected, the daunting weight of her responsibility was becoming more and more apparent to her now as she continued to study the notice, the words long since having stopped making sense. Was she ready for that kind of responsibility? Finally tearing her lovely eyes away from Lamord's unpleasant mug, Lexie rested her gaze on Snape who easily could have been scrutinizing her and just waiting for her to cave and submit to cowardice. Hey, she couldn't contradict her Gryffindor tendencies now, could she? All thoughts of presenting a desirable demeanour now diminished and she was left with nothing but understanding and compliance that rarely crossed the beautiful features of her youthful face. I understand, sir, and I'm willing and... A pause, albeit a short one. ...and able to do what is required of me. I give you my word that you'll receive nothing but my best effort in ensuring that I'm valuable to Hogwarts and its students. Eyes darting to her delicate hands for just a moment, Lexie quickly glanced back up at her former professor and finished off what she meant to say. ...and its staff.
Thread: Monkshood (Juno and Pretorius) (HP Snape/OC)

Snape relented, almost. As vital as it was to assert his position, it wouldn't do to rub Minerva the wrong way right now. She'd suggested that he restrain himself, and, while he resented the implication that she knew better, her point was taken. He didn't have to put on a front for the Dark Lord anymore. Showing Gryffindors their place was enjoyable, but it could harm her chances of synchronizing with her Slytherin partner. And the last thing he wanted was to get his own candidate of choice killed. The boy was one of the few Slytherins with the sense to oppose the Dark Lord, and he would make a marvelously principled teacher, the kind that brooked no nonsense and suffered no stupidity. I suppose we'll see, he said, turning away slightly to check how his philtre was settling. I'm not impressed with your performance thus far, Miss Stone, but I've seen worse. A compliment! He never thought he'd see the day he'd so extravagantly compliment an insouciant Gryffindor. Tempora mutantur. The fight - at least, the fight against him - had gone out of her, for the most part. As much as he enjoyed their sparring match, it was time to move on to better things. He put down the potion and gave the girl his full attention once more. Two more questions, and they would be done. I have another question for you, Miss Stone. Answer well. He had been told that he 'talked like he couldn't let his lips touch his teeth,' and that may have been true right now. He spat the words like venom What do you need to live?
Thread: pics an img of favorite characters

here you can post up pictures or artwork of your favorite characters off of,tv ,games cartoons, comics ,manga whatever you like just please try to keep it clean .heres an example of two of my favorite characters out there.Harley Quinn and poison ivy my heroes oh i almost forgot also post why there your favorite and discuss them with others if you can Harley and ivy are my favorite because they look out for each other and dont take anything from anyone .they stand for what they believe in and i may be posting more images soon
Thread: pics an img of favorite characters

My favorites are the sexy ones from the X-files. -.- I like them because they're sensual and sweet and involve one of my favorite pairings. I guess I like them because they're a great pair. Excellent partners and good balance with each other and they work well together. Also, they're both sexy looking people. lol
Thread: pics an img of favorite characters

nice that's another reason i like harley ivy there considered a couple i can see it but anyways there awesome criminals they inspire me and, are strong indapendant women and as for Sculley and molder nice they were a cool couple even when molder was vanishing off and on. and i must admit they are a lovely couple both molder and Sculley are good to look at and are interesting to say the least.
Thread: A brother and his special sister (Naochan and I)

Ryan was not a typical younger brother, he was unique. In the sense that everything he had he shared it with his older sister. He loved her very much and when the holidays came he would await her arrival. They were almost like peas in a pod. But like every brother and sister they fought but their tension would quickly dissolve. He loved her despite her 'condition' his mom and dad explained it to him when he was some what younger. It just didn't phase him one bit, nothing really change, if anything did change was all the love he gave her. He gave her even more love and care. It was spring break and instead Ryan now a guy with a car, driving to Daytona Beach. He stayed home as soon as he heard his sister was coming to stay two long weeks with them. He was glad. Since he had not seen her in six months, the house felt empty without her around. But he would fill that emptiness by calling her almost every day just to remind her that he missed his loving big sister. Ryan was quite a looker and was very popular with the girls, he was a great athlete his passion was swimming. Which had left him with a young tone fit body, a body that had lots of girly eyes that roamed his body. Yet Ryan would rather study and go to a nice college hopefully his sisters college but that was a far six months that had not come by. He had semi long hair that reached bellow his ears, brown deep eyes almost black, white tanned skin. He used to lack color but he wanted to surprise his sister with the new look. He was in height 5'6 just a few inches shorter than his older sister. It was a Friday, their parents had gone to visit their grandparents but since she said she was arriving Friday night Ryan decided to stay. He was on his laptop playing WoW. He wore a red shirt with the horde symbol from Wow, and some gray pajama shorts that reached unto his middle thighs. He was lost in the game unaware of the hour or day. As if he had totally forgotten
Thread: A brother and his special sister (Naochan and I)

Jorja walked into the house and let out a happy sigh. Oh, how she missed this place! She went upstairs and set her stuff in her old room. She knew that Ryan was here and that her parents were gone. She looked around for a moment before peeking into his room. Ryan! she said with a grin as she ran into the room and gave him a big hug, careful not to knock his laptop to the ground. She rained kisses all over his face. Oh my god, little brother, look at you! You're hott! I bet you have all the girls fawning over you, huh? she giggled She was a little bit taller than him, her long brown hair was pulled back into a pony tail. She looked really similar to him and when they were young, people always thought that they were twins. She was curvy and thin, her breasts a nice 36C size. The shirt she was wearing was low cut and showed off her cleavage. She loved showing off her cleavage.
Thread: A brother and his special sister (Naochan and I)

Ryan blushed as he was assaulted with kisses, his sister smelled as divine as a bouquet of flowers. After a few seconds of the initial shock he grabbed the computer and closed it placing it beside him on the bed. He then quickly stood up and hugged her tightly his arms around her tender soft waist. Oh yeah. The ladies love me but they got nothing on the best older sister in the world. He said with love as he kissed her cheek lovingly several times. He then broke the hug and held both her hands. You must have all the boys in college after you! He said as he looked up and down her body and blushed a little. They were close enough that they could tell each other anything. You look jaw droppin Jorja. He let go of her hands and slid the computer away from his side and sat down and patted beside him. Sit here with your baby bro. And tell him how was your trip. He looked up at her a smile on his face, he swore her chest got bigger, it was either that or that her shirts were too small to just mess with him. Not that he complained.
Thread: A brother and his special sister (Naochan and I)

Jorja shrugged her shoddrs with a laugh and moved to sit sown next to him. I swear, sometimes I have to keep those boys away with a bat, she said, laughed and laying back on the bed. Its alright. I really do with I was home more. I sure do miss my little brother, she said, giving his ass a teasing ok chest. But not hard enough to actually hurt him. Other than that, I am having fun. School Iis great. Getting as and bs. You need to hurry up and get to my school!