The Kerio Crater Lake is located in the Grímsnes area in south Iceland, and is one of the most photogenic volcanic crater in existence. It’s a regular stop for tourists along the Golden Circle sightseeing route and one of the most-photographed features in this amazing landscape.
11 US road trips you should add to your bucket list
With such vast and varied landscapes in the US, the only way to cover a variety of them is by car. Enjoy the stunning scenery of the iconic Route 66, marvel at the Tail of the Dragon Highway and cruise through the great US of A.
Known as the Mother Road of America, Route 66 journeys for more than 2,000 miles of pure Americana. This historic route, built in the 1920s, travels from Chicago Illinois to Los Angeles California and crosses the states of Missouri, Kansas, Oklahoma, Texas, New Mexico and Arizona. See the heart and soul of the country from your car window and explore beautiful beaches in Santa Monica, the expansive Grand Canyon and the delicious restaurants that are all situated along this route.
California’s Pacific Coast Highway
The twisting, cliff-hugging route of the Pacific Coast Highway runs 458 miles along the central California coast from San Francisco to Los Angeles and is one of the most exhilarating road trips in the US. It takes around six hours to drive from start to finish. While a portion of the Big Sur Highway is currently closed, you can still get a taste by driving down the coastal road as far as Point Lobos Natural Reserve, where adorable wild sea otters sometimes frolic. Doubling back and take Highway 101 inland for sensational winetasting in the Salinas Valley before rejoining the ocean road at Cambria.
Get ready for beautiful scenery overload on the Overseas Highway. The Highway 1 route from mainland Florida to Key West travels for 113 miles past expansive turquoise waters dotted with distant sandy islands. The concrete stretches of this magnificent route are punctuated by classic American gift shops and burger stands serving up cholesterol-bursting milkshakes to break up the long journey.
State Route 12
Also known as Scenic Byway 12, it’s frequently regarded as one of the most beautiful places in the world. State Route 12 winds from west to east for 122 miles, located in the Garfield and Wayne Counties of Utah. The highway starts south of Panguitch, passing through part of the Dixie National Forest, and going over the Escalante River. With its limestone network of turrets and spires, the natural cathedral that is the Red Canyon is also along Route 12, which eventually ends in Torrey, just five miles from Capitol Reef National Park. Driving past retro, rusty signs and baron lands, this route is the perfect trip through time back to old America.
Now designated as an American Scenic Byway, the 34.5 mile long Kancamagus Highway in Northern New Hampshire will not disappoint. Venture through the epic White Mountain National Forest, with views of the Swift River, Sabbaday Falls and Rocky George. Drive Kancumagus in Autumn time and see New England Fall in all its orange and red glory – the highway passes some of the best views of New Hampshire’s famous Fall foliage.
Positioned 10,947 feet above sea level, near to the magnificent Yellowstone National Park, it’s unsurprising Beartooth Highway is frequently described as the most beautiful drive in America. Located on a section of U.S. Route 212 in Montana and Wyoming, Beartooth cuts through the Custer and Shoshone national forests, and it’s the stunning greenery of these woodlands that makes this route so special. The pass is usually only open from mid-May to mid-October due to the heavy snowfall in the winter months.
Delaware Water Gap Road Trip
Take a road trip along the Delaware River. The surrounding 67,000-acre forest at the National Recreation Centre is full of flowing waterfalls that deliver the ultimate scenic route. But it’s the Delaware Water Gap, a deep cleft carved by the river into the solid surrounding rock, which is undisputedly the most beautiful sight of this drive. The route round this beauty spot stretches for 35-miles south on the I-84 freeway in Oregon, Utah.
Based in the heart of the magnificent Massachusetts state, Route 6 connects Rhode Island to Fall River, New Bedford and Cape Cod. Also known as the Mid-Cape Highway, Route 6 takes you all the way to California and runs 3,652 miles long and is the longest contiguous transcontinental route in the USA jutting across fourteen states.
Tail of the Dragon
Bordered by the Great Smoky Mountains and the Cherokee National Forest, the Tail of the Dragon route has no intersecting roads or driveways to distract your travel. It’s just you and the open road. With 318 curving roads, totaling 11 miles, the Tail of the Dragon is America’s number one motorcycle and sports car road. Hire the sports car of your dreams and cruise down the famous open roads for as long as your heart desires.
Dinosaur Diamond Scenic Byway
Journeying through Utah and Colorado for 512 miles, the Dinosaur Diamond Scenic Byway forms a diamond shape with the four highest points at Moab, Helper, Vernal and Grand Junction, which include some of the best National Parks in the country. With the Dinosaur National Monument, the Canyonlands National Park and the Colorado National Monument all on this route, this trip offers a stunning prehistoric adventure through time.
The Blues Highway
Starting in ‘Music City’ Nashville, traversing through birthplace of rock and roll, Memphis, blues haven Mississippi and the cradle of jazz, New Orleans, this 630-mile journey traverses rural, romantic roads straight through the heart of the Deep South. As well as classic vinyl shops and stellar Southern cuisine you’ll find the funkiest soundtrack in the States; from jazz in NOLA’s hip Bywater area to the harmonica-strains of up-and-coming talent in Memphis’ juke joints.
With low online deposits and a 24-hour helpline it’s now easier than ever to book your Avis car hire with your BA flights: book in and out of the same, or different, airports and choose from multiple hotels.
As someone who has used an old ass out of production graphic tablet + Photoshop 7 for eight years, has never customized her phone in any way, and still owns a Commodore 64 I FEEL ATTACKED, proud and in very good company.
ZEN COME TO MAMA.
the ice tea is Different here. you try to remember the various regionalisms — is there sugar? lemon? caffeine? — but you’re right on the border between two zones. (you are always right on the border between two zones.) the beverage that finally comes is acrid and smoky, and you drink it while actively trying not to examine it any more closely
the burgers, on the other hand, are exactly the same. this diner calls it something different, something special, something unique, but it is the same burger you had last night, which was also called something different, something special, something unique. not the same as that burger, but exactly the same burger. you have eaten this burger every night of your life. you look around at the other diners and wonder if each of you has your own burger, or if you are all, every single one of you, biting down perpetually into one eternal, ever-recycled meal
the speed limit is dropping, as tho you are coming to a town. you would like to find a town. you are tired, your car needs gas, and you could use a break. the speed limit drops from 70 to 55, 45, 30, 25. you have not passed a welcome sign. the speed limit is 10. the road stretches ahead, shimmering under the sun, the landscape around it barren and desolate. the speed limit is 5
you are on a meandering back road between two nowheres. inexplicably, there is a heavy truck in front of you. there is nowhere to pass for miles and miles, until at last you reach a long flat stretch and zip around, zoom ahead. you turn the next corner, and find another truck in your way. it is the same truck
the highway you are traveling along somehow carries routes going in all four cardinal directions at once. you try to remember whether you were aiming for the state route or the interstate, but all the signs seem to be for county roads. did you need to go west or north across Nebraska anyway? you try to gauge your direction from the angle of the sun, but it is shrouded in impenetrable clouds
there are police cars studded every ten miles along this road, crudely hidden behind foliage, around bends. as you pass one — slowly — you look inside and notice there is no one. it is a shell, a malevolent carapace, a scarecrow designed to slow down rather than speed up flight. the husks increase in density until there are vast, glittering piles on either side of the roadway, blocking out any view of the landscape beyond. the drivers with local plates are doing 90 in a 65
you see a sign giving the distance to the next town. it’s an hour away. you drive on, and twenty minutes later, you see another sign giving the distance to that town. it is still an hour away. it has been an hour away for as long as you can remember
it is day seven of your trip. it is not actually day seven of your trip, but every morning you tell yourself it is, because seven seems like a nice number. you’ve still got a few days to go on day seven, but by day seven, surely the bulk of the driving is behind you. surely, you tell yourself. the bulk of the driving. behind you. that’s what it means to be on day seven, which is the day you are on. if you are cheerful enough in your morning humming, you sometimes forget that you told yourself this yesterday as well, and that you are already planning to tell it to yourself again tomorrow
Bobcat Draw Wilderness Study Area located southwest of Worland, Wyoming, is made up of a vast maze of colorful rock and clay badlands. Layers of differing hardness erode into multi-hued arches, hoodoos, spires and other fanciful landforms. There are no developed trails in the area, but hikers can discover the area’s unique landscapes along their own routes while enjoying a majestic backdrop of the 13,000 foot snowcapped peaks of the Absaroka Range. Photo by Bob Wick, @mypubliclands.
Total Solar Eclipse of 1979 : From cold, clear skies over Riverton, Manitoba, Canada, planet Earth, the solar corona surrounds the silhouette of the New Moon in this telescopic snapshot of the total solar eclipse of February 26, 1979. Thirty eight years ago, it was the last total solar eclipse visible from the contiguous United States. The narrow path of totality ran through the northwestern states of Washington, Oregon, Idaho, Montana, and North Dakota before crossing into Canadian provinces Saskatchewan, Manitoba, Ontario and Quebec. Following the upcoming August 21, 2017 total solar eclipse crossing the U.S. from coast to coast, an annular solar eclipse will be seen in the continental United States on October 14, 2023, visible along a route from Northern California to Florida. Then, the next total solar eclipse to touch the continental U.S. will track across 13 states from from Texas to Maine on April 8, 2024. via NASA
Established in 1883, the town of Thistle is located along Route 89 in Fairview, Utah. It flourished as a farming and ranching community until 1983, when a massive landslide dammed the Spanish Fork River, leading to a flood. The flooding destroyed the majority of the town. The families only had approximately two hours to pack up their belongings and flee from their homes.
if one believes that the player is the one who influences most of the decisions in undertale, it might leave one feeling that frisk has no agency or depth as a character. as it turns out, frisk does an awful lot of things that the player has absolutely no control over. these actions change depending on whether chara is in control or not, suggesting that the neutral/pacifist actions that the player cannot control are actually frisk’s.
here is a list of most of frisk’s own choices. italicised points are actions emulated by chara.
frisk attempts to think of something to say to toriel during the battle (as opposed to chara’s “not worth talking to”).
if toriel has been killed previously, frisk will look at her before the battle “like [they] have seen a ghost”.
if a route has been done or aborted after meeting sans previously, frisk will turn around to shake hands with sans before he tells them to turn around.
▶ frisk moves behind the conveniently-shaped lamp to hide from papyrus.
this action is significant because it’s the first major action that contrasts with chara. chara refuses to play along in the genocide route, but frisk is happy to go along with sans. after papyrus leaves, frisk steps out from the lamp on their own.
▶ frisk hears the snowman out and only takes one piece of it.
chara keeps taking pieces of the snowman until it’s just “a useless pile of snow”. in contrast, frisk lets the snowman finish its speech. if frisk agrees to take a piece, they only take one small piece that doesn’t disfigure the snowman when removed.
there is no option to call the monster whose picture is on the fishing line. frisks decides not to on their own.
doggo has no real reaction to frisk (he shivers in chara’s presence).
frisk does not interrupt papyrus as he explains puzzles.
before the date or hangout with papyrus, frisk follows him around snowdin before he enters his house.
▶ after checking the sink in papyrus’ house, revealing the annoying dog, frisk tries to catch him when papyrus asks them to.
CATCH THAT MEDDLING CANINE!
although frisk fails to catch the dog, they put their best effort into trying to do so. the player cannot do anything here.
when climbing on monster kid, they put care into being gentle with them.
after surviving the fall and landing in the waterfall dumps, frisk stands up on their own.
in the pacifist route, where frisk’s name is learned, choosing to hit the training dummy (mad dummy) will result in frisk lightly tapping it. frisk will “feel bad”.
▶ it’s implied that frisk responds in some way to monster kid affirming that they are, in fact, human.
MONSTER KID: Yo… You’re human, right? Haha. Man! I knew it! …well, I know it now, I mean…
this is significant because, in the genocide route, chara makes a habit of not responding to anyone.
during the hangout with undyne, after frisk looks inside the bone drawer and sees the annoying dog, they’ll immediately turn around to face the screen.
frisk drinks undyne’s golden flower tea, but they’re hesitant to do so at first after being told it’s hot.
apparently, frisk drinks all the tea, prompting undyne to attempt to get them some more.
frisk turns to look at undyne when she leaps over to pick them up.
before battling RG01 and RG02, frisk plays along and follows them around.
when frisk is trapped in muffet’s web, the player can turn frisk in any direction until muffet appears, at which point frisk will turn to face her of their own accord.
after mettaton’s coloured tile puzzle, frisk turns towards him.
in the mtt resort room, frisk will be on their stomach under the covers.
▶ during the mtt hotel scene, when sans mentions that frisk hasn’t died a single time, frisk gives him some sort of “look”.
SANS: hey, what’s that look supposed to mean? am i wrong…?
based on sans’ reaction, the “look” is probably one of irritation. perhaps frisk scoffs at this a little.
just as frisk is about to enter the long elevator that connects to new home, alphys asks frisk to stop. frisk stops and turns to face her.
after alphys’ speech, frisk automatically turns back towards the elevator.
▶ when frisk runs from monsters, they do it with a smile.
during sans’ pacifist judgment, he mentions that frisk smiles when they flee from monsters, something we couldn’t have known up to this point. it speaks volumes about frisk’s friendly disposition.
▶ reloading the game to just before sans’ judgment will cause frisk to wear a certain “look” during his speech.
perhaps frisk looked bored.
▶ reloading before the judgment once again will cause frisk to do something in order to get sans’ attention.
frisk wants to tell sans the secret codeword. it makes sense that frisk has done something to make him realise they have something to say.
▶ immediately after, frisk mentions something about a codeword to sans.
they must say this out loud, prompting sans to ask frisk to “speak a little louder”.
▶ frisk, in canon, on their own, without any prompt from the player, says, “i’m a stupid doodoo butt”.
SANS: wow. i can’t believe you would say that. not only is that completely infantile… but it’s also my secret codeword.
frisk says the secret codeword out loud. sans seems to be enjoying his prank.
▶ with their own two lips, frisk says, in canon, on their own, with no prompt from the player, “i’m the legendary fartmaster”.
SANS: wow. that’s… uh… really childish.
frisk continues playing along.
▶ frisk might mention this being a secret secret codeword on their own, which sans corrects.
SANS: whoever told you that is a dirty liar. i don’t have a secret secret codeword. however. i do have a secret secret triple-secret codeword. which you just said. so, i guess you’re qualified.
something prompted sans to mention a “secret secret codeword”, and it was probably frisk.
in the pacifist-neutral route, in the battle against asgore, the “talk” ACT will prompt frisk to beg asgore to stop fighting. if a monster has been killed before the asgore battle, the “talk” ACT will instead prompt a response of, “but there was nothing to say”.
if frisk has died to asgore in a pacifist-neutral route, the first “talk” ACT will be replaced with frisk telling asgore that he killed them before.
in the neutral end, after flowey says he’ll tear frisk “to bloody pieces” and then pauses, frisk bravely steps forward.
▶ frisk walks extremely slowly to the bath monster in the true lab.
frisk can walk back out of the room at normal speed while the monster is still there, suggesting that frisk has some sort of fear of it and would rather not be in this room.
after each of the vhs tapes, frisk turns around to face the screen.
▶ in the pacifist route, after flowey captures all of frisk’s friends in his vines, it is implied that frisk asks flowey why he’s doing this.
flowey interrupts his speech as if he’s been asked a question, and then repeats said assumed question.
▶ during the fight with asriel, frisk attempts to move and reach their save file on their own.
although it’s normally the player who has the option to save and load the game, if a save file is present in undertale, frisk will try to reach it themself.
these are all things that frisk does on their own without any prompt from the player whatsoever. unlike the impatient chara, frisk is polite and won’t move while others are speaking. all together, these actions paint a picture of a kind individual who cares about making others happy.
Too bad they missed a chance to say “HARE IT IS”, right?
The old Jackrabbit Trading Post has since been turned into a convenience store and renamed something else, but its whimsical old billboard along Route 66 in Arizona still remains, reminding you to stop by.
Fullmetal Alchemist: Brotherhood, Episode 21 Word Bank
We finally have our Work Bank.
The word bank is not an index, or a glossary. Instead, it’s a selection of words that we consider worth learning, or at least putting somewhere in one’s mind.
As you’re aware, every single word in the episode is defined. So this is something more for the hardcore studiers.
You’ll find the word in Japanese script, the Romaji in parentheses (), the definition, and then the Part of the runthrough where this word can be found in brackets . It may not be the first time it appears, but it will be there.
は (wa) — topical particle
って (tte) — casual topical particle
が (ga) — nominative particle
に (ni) — dative particle
へ (he) — locative particle
の (no) — genitive particle
で (de) — instrumental particle
を (wo) — accusative particle
と (to) — quotative particle
って (tte) — casual quotative particle
と (to) — comitative particle
も (mo) — secondary particle, meaning “too” or “even”
さ (sa) — emphatic secondary particle
の/ん (no/n) — substantivizing suffix
し (shi) — conjunctival suffix, marking an item in a non-exhaustive list
Gansey: Dresses up as an obscure historical figure nobody has heard of but that he admires. Would have dressed as Glendower for the 10th consecutive year in a row if it weren’t for his friends hiding the costume. He hates to see the streak broken, but other heroes deserve some recognition. Goes around trick-or-treating and delivers people unwanted monologues about historical facts that nobody asked for. Is very confused why his bag of candy seems more empty than the others by the end of their night.
Blue: Dresses up as Gansey. When somebody asks who she’s dressed as she responds either “a nerd” or “a fashion disaster” or “your average white privileged male.” Eats candy out of her trick or treat bag along their route and openly scoffs at teens in racist costumes. Purposely makes sure to scrape the boat shoes she’s wearing along every surface she can to which Gansey replies, “I told you they were durable!” Ends up burning them at the end of the night in a festive bonfire with Ronan’s assistance.
The “Green Man” is an urban legend which originated in Pennsylvania and is said to be a glowing supernatural entity or a demon which wanders the country roads at night. This is one urban legend that has truth behind it and the truth is a lot more upsetting than scary.
In 1918, Raymond Robinson, who was just a young boy, was climbing on a train track bridge to get a closer look at some birds when he was electrocuted. The shock sent 22,000 volts of electricity through his body and literally melted his face - he lost both of his eyes, his nose, an ear, and even an arm. As Raymond grew up, he was bullied by other kids, who mocked him by calling him cruel names such as “The Zombie” and because of this, he chose to stay indoors.
The very rare time he would venture outside was at nights when he would walk along State Route 351 with his walking stick. Locals caught wind of this and would go out at night in an attempt to catch a glimpse of Raymond - some would mock him as he walked alone while others were friendly.
Raymond stopped these late night walks during the last years of his life and moved to the Beaver County Geriatric Center where he died when he was 74-years-old. The real story of what Raymond experienced became obscured and overshadowed by the ghost stories that grew out of them and Raymond became more of an urban legend than a sentient being who was ostracised by the community purely due to his appearance.
If you ever feel bad about taking a longer time than someone else to accomplish the same things, just remember that during the 1912 Stockholm Olympics Japanese marathon runner Shizo Kanakuri passed out in a garden party along the marathon route and, instead of notifying race officials of his inability to finish the race, he went back to Japan without telling anyone and was considered a missing person by the Swedish authorities for 50 years.
He didn’t finish the race until 1967 when a Swedish television station offered to help him complete the run, and he finished with a final time of 54 years, 8 months, 6 days, 5 hours, 32 minutes and 20.379 seconds.
tiny baby frisk has a puppy love crush on sans– and gets jealous because toriel and sans get along so well (and you know, they’re both adults and stuff). But they both love toriel and sans very very much.
I got this idea from playing true pacifist route? because toriel and sans get along so well in that route. :^)
also i like to think as papyrus as a really reliable friend and a shoulder to cry on. He’s very willing to take care of his friends and i love him??? he is the greatest. :^(
A/N: HAPPY BIRTHDAY KIM NAMJOONNNNNNNNNN!!! Love of my life, seriously. I have some many feels towards this man, ahhhhh
Anyway! Please enjoy this story! I’m not sure if there will be more following this, but if there is, I’ll be writing it at my own pace, whenever I feel like it, so ^^ fair warning~
In the meantime, please enjoy! It’s been a while since I posted the prologue, so if you need a refresher, or haven’t read it, I suggest you go and do that~ <3
You’re too tipsy to deal with anyone else tonight. Dragging
your friend’s home from the bar had been trouble enough—especially when
multiple male demons had paused you along your route to flirt and offer
companionship for the night. Somehow you’d managed to convince them to turn
down the strange offers, and had finally
managed to shove them through the front door of their apartment building. You
hadn’t even bothered walking them up to their floor, too fed up and tired and horny (you blame it on the alcohol) to
even think about wasting another second on their drunken asses.
Managing to hurriedly walk home to your own apartment, you
tumble inside and lock the door behind you. Third level rarely has many crimes,
but you can never be too safe—especially when the residents of each level are
allowed to travel freely…for the most part.
Dragging yourself through the tiny kitchen of your studio
style flat, you pad into the main area and pull your tight fitting shirt over
your head, shivering as the soft fabric brushes over perky nipples. Despite
your minds weak protests, you’d decided to be a little…adventurous in your
evening out, and had ventured around town without a bra. It excited you—like
your own little secret…unless someone was sharp enough to notice, but at that
point they’d earned the treat of knowing anyways.
Sighing blissfully, you sensually coast your hands across
your chest, gripping the soft mounds. The artificially made moonlight
illuminates every inch of your body, but on the third story of the building
with no one else around, you can’t be bothered to draw the curtains, far too
occupied by the way your vagina aches for more with each tug of your nipples
between your fingers.
Head lolling back, eyelashes fluttering against your cheeks,
you continue to pleasure yourself, crafting an imaginary scene behind your
eyelids to aid the growing pool of heat between your legs. Immediately, like
all the other times, a tall, dark figure comes to mind. You can’t see the face
of the man, but his body is sinful—his hands possessive as he grabs at you. You
imagine him feasting on your breasts—all tongue and teeth—his vocabulary sinful
as he stakes his claim, making you his.
“Fuck…,” you breathe hotly, your panties becoming soaked,
and you hurry to undress yourself. Looping your thumbs under the band of your
pants and also your panties, you tug them down in one fell swoop, kicking them
from around your ankles and tossing yourself onto your bed.
One of your hands coasts down the expanse of your chest and
stomach, migrating between your thighs. Your wetness immediately covers your
fingers as you pull apart your folds, clit throbbing with anticipation.
Digging your heels into the messy sheets, you arch upward, a
wanton gasp leaving your lips the second your fingers touch your most sensitive
bud. Rubbing the swollen area slowly, you dip your digits down towards your
opening, coating yourself in your wetness.
However, before you get the chance to touch your clit and
pleasure yourself to your release, you’re interrupted. There’s a tap at your
balcony window, and your eyes shoot open, blood running cold when you see a man
sitting there, smirk on his face.
And not just any man…its Jungkook.
“Yah!” you screech at him as he innocently tugs at the glass
door wall, happiness apparent on his features when he finds that it’s not
locks. Sliding it open, clearly not caring of your state of undress or the fact
that you’re bounding to your feet, haphazardly wrapping the white bed sheet
around yourself, Jungkook steps inside.
“Maybe I should hang around your apartment more often,” he
comments teasingly as he glances you up and down, and you scowl, knowing that
he can tell how red your face has turned.
For the most part, you’re unfamiliar with Jungkook, but you
know him. Everyone does. And for the most part, in return, he knows everyone.
It’s his job to keep track of third level residents, after all, so he’d made a
point to become acquainted with everyone. So, in the most basic sense, you know
him. You’d encountered him maybe about a dozen time during your stay, and none
had been unpleasant—in fact, you’d actually sort of taken a liking to his fun
yet somewhat shy personality. But now—with him approaching you slowly, hidden
intent marking his gaze—you’re wondering where that dash of shyness went, and
if you’d ever known him at all.
“Y/N,” he beckons, voice calm. Jungkook extends his hand
towards you, and your heart thrums, fingers twitching at your side because even
though you have no goddamn clue as to why he’s here, he’s…tempting.
But you hold your ground, not giving in, your eyes narrowing
“Why are you here?”
Jungkook grins and rolls his eyes. “You ask too many
Before you can blink, Jungkook is suddenly chest-to-chest
with you, your nipples poking through the sheet and pressing into his sculpted
“Hey–!” you begin to protest—because that’s the first damn
question you’ve asked!—but Jungkook silences you with his lips, his tongue
lapping up your surprised gasp and contented moan. Sadly, your contentment
doesn’t last long—shattering the moment Jungkook grabs the end of the sheet
you’re using to shield yourself and tugs—hard.
His strength obviously inhuman, you’re sent spinning and are
only saved from sure disaster to yourself and your apartment by the fact that
Jungkook grabs you—his hands steady on your waist as he waits for your head to
“You asshole!” is the first thing you cry, pounding your
fist against his chest, knowing that he probably doesn’t even feel it. Having
the balls to laugh at your futile efforts to detach yourself from him, Jungkook
slips his hands down your sides—causing you to shiver—and grips each of your
ass cheeks. He then proceeds to lift you up, leaning backwards so your chest is
pressed flush to his, and without warning launches backwards and flies from
your apartment window.
“Jungkook!” you scream, goosebumps prickling your skin as
the night air rushes over you. Down below you can see buildings and a few
scarce people in the late hours of the night, but that doesn’t fix your
embarrassment in the least. Jungkook—the goddamn little shit of a guardian—is
holding you by your ass, naked, and flying you over the entire damn city.
“Yes?” he finally responds, humor in his voice, and you
match his gaze, eyes ablaze.
“What the fuck are you doing?!” you hiss in a harsh whisper,
not wanting to be seen or heard, dear god.
“Put me down this instant!”
“Yeah?” he grins, licking his lips, and all of the sudden
his grip on your ass disappears. You startle, eyes going wide as you fall away
Before you can even finish there’s a strong hand on your
ankle, and you squeal as you flip upside down, hair falling down towards the
fading city below.
scream, attempting to clench your legs together, but it seems Jungkook has
already gotten a perfect eyeful of your attributes, his teasing gaze now filled
with undeniable hunger.
“I’m jealous,” he says, flipping you with ease, cradling you
in his arms as if you’re a princess. “But He’s already asked for you, so I
can’t lay my claim.”
You blink, eyebrows furrowing in confusion. What the hell is
he talking about?
“What? Who asked for me? What the fuck is going on,
Jungkook. You literally just came into my home and stole me away—while I was
naked, mind you, which is unkind—to me and everyone, considering no one needs
to see what it is I’ve got going on.”
Jungkook snorts a laugh. “What you’ve got going on, Y/N, is
something I wish I’d noticed sooner—”
“Oh hush. You’re a baby.”
Pausing, Jungkook’s gaze darkens, tinting with dominance,
his eyes flashing a hypnotic color of red.
“If you ever come back to third level and are returned to my
domain, I promise I’ll show just how
wrong you are…”
You gulp, thighs tightening as the threat tugs on the orgasm
which you had been unable to reach just a few minutes earlier. You want to ask
him what he’d do—because dear god the thought is suddenly so wonderful to
imagine—but more importantly…
“Why would I not come back to third level?? Jungkook, where
the fuck are you taking me?”