…Hello! So, I saw the beautiful fanart of @
bettiquarts, which is amazing and I wish I could link you to it but I dunno how :c I suck, but please check them out, bc she’s amazing????? Again, thank you for letting me write this based on your fanart!!!
Btw, I WAS going to make Lance wake up and be happy but like …..nah. Let’s wreck the whole situation, go big or go home I say.
Disclaimer: Voltron doesnt belong to me, nor the fanart this was based on (:
Lance starts softly, letting out a tired sigh as he rests his forehead against
the glass and suppress a shiver at the coolness it brings to him, “Now that I
think about it, my brother still owes me five bucks.”
snorts at the brunet’s complaint, rolling his eyes when Lance pouts at him,
“Lance, they’re just five bucks.”
the principle, Keith.” Lance replies as he leans away from the glass, away from
the breath taking view of space and its stars that surrounds them and turns to
look at Keith, his heart beating hard against his chest as he sees the bright
smile on his boyfriend’s face.
laughs as he shoves the black haired teen playfully. “Oh, hush, you.”
chuckles under his breath as he quickly catches Lance’s hand and holds it tight
against his own. Taking advantage of the brunet’s surprise, Keith smirks and
pulls at their intertwined hands until the back of Lance’s hand meet his lips
and Keith drops a kiss on it.
almost coo at the awe and dazed expression on Lance’s face at that.
such a sap.” Lance says after a few seconds in silence, shaking his head in
disbelief but smiling big and dopily at his boyfriend.
one who leaves a sappy post-its and an alien flower that resembles a rose once
a week on my bed.” Keith retorts smugly and Lance scoffs.
excuse me, but I’m a hopeless romantic, babe, it’s on my genes.”
“Is it on
your genes to be annoying too?” Keith teases and Lance flicks him on the
Lance murmurs but then smiles as Keith pulls him closer by their intertwined hands,
making him fall on his boyfriend’s chest comfortably. “Oh sure, fix everything
with a cradle, typical.”
secret weapon, babe. You can’t deny it works.” Lance hums, burying his head on
the crook of Keith’s neck as he snuggles closer to him.
Lance sighs, his lips twitching upwards as he turns slowly to meet Keith’s
eyes, his own eyes blinking tiredly, “Now that I think about it, I never said I
frowns when he sees Keith sob at his words and he wishes he could raise his
hand and break the glass that separates them if it means he could wipe Keith’s
okay.” Lance tries to comfort, his left eye that was swollen shot has gone numb
by now and he can’t feel the pain of his dislocated shoulder anymore, which he’s
pretty sure that’s a bad sign, but right now, all that he cares about is Keith.
It was a rainy night in the bright city of Toronto. Drops of
water making music on the window walls of an empty apartment. Thunder rumbling
off in the distance. The light noise of a 90s TV show whispering in the
background. A sweet sound of calm breathing where your head lies.
You sat comfortably on the couch, resting under a familiar
arm. Face nested on his chest as you inhaled the smoky scent radiating from his
body. Comfort fulfilling your senses relaxing into the boy you’ve become close
friends with over the past year. However, never this close.
Summary: Reader is currently deployed in the army to an undisclosed combat area. She has been deployed for nearly two years. Anxiously awaiting her return is her husband and brother as they film for Supernatural. Letter comes informing the family that she may not be heard from for awhile and soon devastating news comes. In italic bold in the story is lyrics.
Characters: husband!Jensen x reader, Jared x Reader (twins), Gen, Shepherd, Thomas, Baby Padalecki, and Misha
Disclaimer: I do not own the title of the song Travelin’ Soldier by the Dixie Chicks at all even with the minor change of lyrics to fit the story. I simply thought it could be a little fighting. Not hate towards Danneel either, as this is simply fiction and not real. I do not own any songs in this either.
Warnings: possible swearing, war, mention of death, mention of torture, a lot of angst as usual, and fluff
Tagging a few at the end. Send an ask to be tagged, or request something.
A/N: Once more Ash and I want to thank you for supporting us. Also I was going to write this on Friday night but I was involved in a minor car accident so by the time I got home I was exhausted.
The box sat in the drawer most of the time awaiting for the time it would come out. It was huge decision that in his opinion was more heavier than asking someone not in her career. He lost count of how long the box was there but he knew it would be empty soon. He loved her, that’s for sure but it’s a huge commitment to ask someone who’s life is always at risk. She would find it if it was in their apartment so he kept it in his trailer in Canada. He held it in his hand playing with the box.
“Hey Jensen! They need you!” Jared exclaimed opening the door to his trailer. Jensen shoved the box back into the back of the drawer as a shocked Jared stood there, “Is that what I think it was?”
“Pfft no.” Jensen waved the question off, “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“Oh? Well that diamond must be something.” Jared raised one eyebrow. He crossed his arms leaning against the wall beside the open door. The cool breeze came into the trailer.
“Shut up.” Jensen muttered, “I haven’t asked your dad for his blessing.”
“Wow. You do know he’s been nervously waiting for when you’ll propose?” Jared asked, “My parents love you J. I swear they love you more than they love me!”
“Not possible.” Jensen mumbled picking at a loose thread on his character’s plaid shirt.
“I’m serious. You’re the first of my sister’s boyfriends that gained the entire trust of my family.” Jared sighed, “Since she first got news of deployment her boyfriend dumped her fast. They were dating for six months I think and he wouldn’t accept that she was more willingly to get her hands dirty than him.”
This fancy party you were at was probably the most boring thing in existence. Who knew that rich did not mean exciting? You were here because you love your best friend who runs a catering business and the best server? Deciding to break a leg while skiing. Okay so the poor person did not actually decide to break their leg. But it was very inconvenient. So after being begged, bribed, and threatened you donned the classic white and black outfit with that annoying long waist apron that was to long for you. You tried to walk smoothly between the patrons but that damn apron made it hard. Not to mention it is hard to pay attention to where your feet are when you are busy staring at the breathtaking view of a fallen angel. Or possibly an angel risen from hell because holy mother of all that is chocolate the look you got from the man went from angel to incubus in .25 seconds. You swallowed hard and tried to focus on the other people offering champagne. But alas you finally tripped and down went the tray that had unfortunately been just refilled with fresh glasses of the sparkly. You were absolutely soaked and your best friend was almost peeing their pants from laughing so hard. You on the other hand were mortified. The gorgeous man was of course watching when it happened. You stood up shakily because your knee was not happy with the abrupt meeting of the floor. A couple other staff come running with a broom and towel quickly cleaning up the mess. You limp towards the kitchen where you can mope in peace and away from the prying eyes. Your friend went from laughing to sympathetic at the sight of you limping and followed quickly grabbed some ice for your knee and a chair to sit on. You hadn’t been this embarrassed since kindergarten when there was a fire drill and you had to much juice during lunch. The ice with a couple of anti-inflammatory tablets did wonders for your knee. As did the flask of whiskey your friend had pressed into your hand. The combination of whiskey and the thought of it couldn’t worse emboldened you to actually leave the sanctuary of the kitchen. Albeit you left through a side door that meant you didn’t have to go through the giant entertainment room. The side door led you outside and followed the path around the pool and the gate. You had the full intentions of catching a cab and going home to nurse your wounded pride and wounded knee. But instead you caught sight of the fallen angel ahead of you. You froze your whiskey altered mind trying to find an escape. Your mind wasn’t entirely helpful as it just kept repeating ESSSACAPE in your best Dory voice. Damn it why did you watch Finding Nemo before going to the party? You weren’t drunk necessarily, you were kind enough to leave some left in flask, but you were also slightly impared. So when Angel spots you and starts walking towards you, you do the only thing you can think of. You turn and run. Well you limp as fast you can in the opposite direction of Angel. You hear a melodic voice that you could only deduce was his but before he could finish calling out for you, you hear yelp then a thud then a… splash?! You jerk around eyes wide at the sight of Angel and a woman in the pool. It was clear Angel was at least able to float but the woman was in full blown panic as she clung to Angel her legs splashing and her voice screaming for help. Knee pain forgotten you move as fast as you can to the pool at the same time another bystander does. You meet the bystanders eyes and somehow it was clear to you she would grab the woman and you would help Angel. By the time you drove into the pool the woman in her panic had pushed Angel underwater and he flailed his arms trying to get her off. The female bystander grabbed a hold of the woman by the neck in a life guard move and swims backwards to the edge of the pool. Without the woman holding onto Angel he floats to the top of the water but he is face down and you could see the water around his head turning pink. The woman must have struck his head when she was flailing. You grab him dragging him to the edge of the pool where others were waiting and they pulled him up onto the ground. You hoist yourself up and watch him carefully and with a jolt you realize he is not breathing. You immediately lay your head on his chest and confirm that he is indeed not breathing. You point at the woman who had jumped in with you and told her to call for an ambulance. You start CPR praying and for him to wake up. You didn’t realize you were saying it out loud. Angel come on… Come on wake up… Come on Angel!!! With a mighty jerk he starts spitting out water his chest heaving. You move him into recovery position and rub his back gently. The emergency services arrives and start helping him onto a stretch but just as they were about to pull away he grabs your hand tightly.
“You’re not going to let your Angel go alone… are you?”
Hiking… is not your thing. Where in the inner rings of hell did you EVER think it would be a good hobby to pick up?! You collapse onto the ground your breathing slightly labored as you lean against a large rock. This is not your idea of fun, but if there is one thing about you it is that you are not a quitter. The scenery was beautiful though. You pull off your backpack and pull out your water bottle and a granola bar looking at the breath taking view of mountains and giant trees. Granted you weren’t very high on this particular hike but you were high enough you could see other mountains in the distance through the trees. Once you have had your small break you put the water bottle and the granola wrapper in your backpack and stood up with a groan. You start back up the path which is thankfully not to steep. You hear the crack of a branch behind you. Mind racing with images of tigers, lions, and bears OH MY! you whirl around ready to face whatever it is with a mighty yell… Which only served to scare the living daylights out of the poor hiker who was making his way to the small clearing you had just come from. He stared at you eyes wide with shock. Embarrassment flushed your cheeks and you stutter out an apology. You take a step closer towards him and bow introducing yourself. He gives a loud laugh and waves his hands around trying to put you at ease. I understand, he said. I thought I was the only on this trail otherwise I would of made noise farther on down to warn you. Embarrassment slowly receding, but not all the way gone, you were able to take in his tanned skin and brightly colored hair. He was hauntingly handsome and when he spoke his voice was surprisingly deep. You suddenly feel the rest of your desire to finish your hike leave like smoke in the wind. He motions you for to join in him the clearing and you sit beside him with a smile. Hiking is amazing and should be a national sport. You two talk for a small while when you hear a rustling in some bushes a few feet from you. He jumps to his feet and stand in front of you protectively. You give a growl of annoyance. You can take care of yourself! You certainly did not hike up this mountain meet the man of your dreams just for you to loose him to whatever is in the bushes. As you get to your feet you the bushes are pushed aside and reveals… a baby bear. Your heart speeds up and glance around frantically. But evidently the adorable Kim Taehyung does not realize the danger he is in as he moves to try and pet the baby bear. Oh dear lord in heaven. What. Is. He. Doing?! You grab his arm and literally drag him away from the baby bear as he protests loudly. You walk the both of you backwards away from the bear just as mamma bear comes crashing through the brush behind baby bear. Oh. Shit. Taehyung freezes but luckily your instincts kick in. You push him behind you and reach into the out pocket of your back bag and pulls out the pepper spray. You hoped you wouldn’t have to use it but you certainly were not going to let mamma bear hurt the man of your dreams. You may or may not just said that out loud. But going by the surprised gasp and light chuckle your luck doesn’t seem to be with you. With a deep breath you spread your arms out slightly to make yourself look bigger and give a loud yell. The bear replies back on of her own and it was quite possible that you just pissed your pants a little. You give another yell and take a step forward. The bear replies but backs up pushing the cub behind her. The bear gives one final roar that made your knees quake and then disappears back into the brush. Your knees give out in shock and you quickly fall to the ground but surprisingly you never reach it. Strong arms are wrapped around you and you can feel Taehyung’s breath against your ear.
“If I am the man of your dreams, that must mean you are the one haunting my dreams…”
This. Can. NOT. Be. Happening. This is not some kdrama airing on T.V. Things like this do not happen. They just do not. You refuse to accept the possibility that the first date you are having in three years has just be interrupted by a hold up. Lets back track a bit. The day had dawned bright and hopeful when you realized today was the day. Your blind date your mother had set up. Normally you would NEVER let your mother set up a blind date for you. However you overheard her talking Jungkook’s mother and your mom mentioned a potential date between you two. So when she pitched the idea of possibly setting up date for you, you bitched and moaned about how you don’t need you mom to meddle with your love life you grudgingly agree. But the moment you leave your childhood home you were almost jumping for joy. You couldn’t let you mother know that she was actually fulfilling your childhood dream of dating the cute neighbor. Jungkook had moved into the house next to yours many years ago when you were just wee child. Now in most stories the two children living next to each other we close friends and inseparable growing up and falling in love. But that is not your story with him. No you watched him from afar as you went through school but never actually interacted with him much. There were times you when you two ran into each other and he would politely greet you and make conversation and you fell in love even more. There was no real reason for why you didn’t seek him out and befriend him. You just felt.. like it wasn’t the right time. But today. Today is the day for you to admit your childhood crush on him and hopefully not creep him out to much by it. You are actually surprised by how excited you are about this date. It has been years since you saw him and you should of been over that silly crush. But life is funny that way. Your mother had set up the date at an adorable little Italian restaurant that was a little fancy but not to uncomfortable and very reasonably priced. It was a popular place for dates and it was almost to the point that you had to make reservations to just to get a table. Luckily your mother has the connections and got you and your date a nice little corner table with a beautiful scenery outside the window. You arrived first purely out of nerves. You were tempted to bribe the waiter to bring you a shot of whatever alcohol on hand other than wine but you refrained. Barely. You had dressed simply but nice enough to draw the eyes of others when you walked through the restaurant. It was a nice change. Jungkook arrived right on time looking amazing. You smile as he walked up to your table and introduced himself with a small bow. Your smile faltered when you realize that he didn’t recognize you. Of course not… it had been years. He wouldn’t remember you the neighbor he barely saw or even talked too. You bow back and introduce yourself resettling the smile on your face. He didn’t react to your name either but that is okay. You can work with this. You decide to also play dumb and started the small talk exchanging your occupations and hobbies. When he mentioned bowling you excitedly tell him that you two should go to the local bowling alley on the next date, not even realizing that you just presented the idea of another date. He smirked and looked ready to give a comment that would either destroy you or make your life. But he wasn’t able to finish his sentence because right as he said Well I didn’t rea- a loud scream irrupted a few tables down. You jerk spilling the glass of red wine you had been sipping from. You look around and see a man pulling another man up from a table with a gun at his head. Oh. My. God. This has to be the worst day to have happen. The man with the gun dragged the other man to the register and started screaming at the person there demanding them to give him the money. Your eyes widen in shock and look at Jungkook who looked just as scared as you. Once the man with the gun had the money from the safe he tossed his hostage to ground and demanded his wallet and watch and any other valuables. Once he had that man’s valuables he moved onto the tables demanding them to empty their pockets and put them in the bag. You were shaking knowing that he was going to reach your table soon but you were hopeful because yours was the last table. That means he will leave after that… right? Wrong. When he reached your table sirens wailed and you could see that out the window several police cars were outside and officers were starting to gather around the building. The man began cussing furiously and grabbed you by the arm yanking you out of your chair. You looked at Jungkook, he was pale.. so pale. He was scared you realized. But not for himself, he was scared for you. You give him a weak smile but it falls from your face when you feel the cold press of cool metal against your temple. Oh god. Oh god. Oh god. Is this it? Is this how you die?! No. No this is not going to be the day. You have plans damn it! You are going to get married. You are going to raise beautiful babies. You are going to have a wonderful husband and damn it all to hell you be shitter if you don’t take this chance to make that person Jungkook! A police officer entered the restaurant careful with his hands up and with a calm voice tried to talk the man down. But it didn’t seem to work because he started backing up dragging you with him. He must of forgotten about Jungkook because there was a loud shattering sound and suddenly glass and wine was falling over your head and down your body. The man’s arm around your waist loosened. As soon as you felt the gun move away from your head you jerked away and turned around. The man staggered a little his stance not steady at all. The police officer rushed over to try grab the man but before he could reach him the man with the gun brought it up and aimed right at Jungkook. Oh no you don’t asshole! I am not letting you kill my Kookie! You yell and with a might kick you nailed him right between the legs. The man gave a scream of utter pain he dropped the gun cradled his crotch screaming again. The officer grabs him and wrestles him to the ground and suddenly the restaurant was crawling with police officers. You loose Jungkook in the commotion and you start to slightly panic as you realized you almost died multiple times. You push your way outside your breathing uneven and almost hyperventilating. Then as if he had some sort of GPS on you, Jungkook appeared in front of you with a look of relief. He pulls you into his arms holding you tight against him.
“I remember you. I remember now. I am never going to let you go now that I have you..”
So err… Um… I realize now that I should of just made these individual dabbles. Because I could go on with each and every one of these and make them series. So here is the deal. If you liked these and want to know what happens next? Let me know. Because I could totally continue these insanely long posts…
Author’s Note; I know, I know, this chapter took forever and i’m so sorry!!! Work has been hectic and things but I plan to be more active I promise. Thanks again to everyone who’s been sending me messages about the fic. Remember messages = chapters. // @iraniq / @bitch-its-bigbang / @sanellv /
WARNING; This story contains remnants that have to do with mental illness as well as sensitive subjects. Some of the themes in this story as the chapters progress, will contain some mature themes.
“I was just trying to get some pictures.” I lied while dangling my camera off my shoulder as some form of visual proof. It aided in my lie significantly and I felt myself growing more and more grateful to my second sense that told me to bring it in the first place.
His arms folded across his chest and his eyes raked over my frame as if he were appraising me. “Pay attention to the boundaries, we ain’t keen on people getting lost out here.” He ordered. I could feel my eyebrow raise in offense because I wasn’t some brainless kid or a poor direction keeping school girl, I knew my way around a trail.
“Will do.” I answered simply before rolling my eyes as he walked away. Jesus, who pee’d in his cherrios? Weren’t camp counselors supposed to be kind? asshole. I huffed out an annoyed chuckle before turning back to the camp only to find Jake waving me down from a distance. He resembled a stylishly dressed rag doll the way he flailed in the distance.
“Hey loner girl.” He spoke and although his voice was friendly, his greeting still irritated me to no end.
“Hey guy who never has friends when I see him.” I responded. His neck flexed back slightly before he smiled a goofy smile.
“Ouch.” he answered simply and even though he shrugged off my insult I could tell he was genuinely displeased by my response. He closed the gap between us swiftly before slipping his hands into the front pockets of his pants. The small look of distain on his face affected me in ways that I didn’t expect it to, and I slowly found myself feeling sorry for hurting his feelings. A sigh left my lips as I straightened my posture and rested my hand on the side of his shoulder.
“Sorry, I suck with people …… and anything that remotely resembles kindness.” I shrugged while plastering a fake smile on my lips. It was the first truth I had told since I joined the camp and the sound of it seemed to make him feel better.
“No worries, as your friendly neighborhood camp counselor, I can help with that.” He smiled while placing a hand behind his head nervously. What was he, Spiderman?
“You’re a CAMP COUNSELOR?” I questioned and the disbelief on my behalf caused him to raise a brow. His hand draped gently around the backs of my shoulder before he began leading me back to the crowd of other campers at the official site.
“I’m offended by your tone.” His tone was sarcastic, but his smile remained true. Getting back to the camp was a short walk especially since I couldn’t go as far as I wanted to begin with, but I still felt myself get more and more irritated by the fact that my plan was ruined.
“I got some other people to help get to their designated section, but it shouldn’t take long. I’ll come find you to help you put up your tent later if you want?” His face inched to the side as he offered as if waiting for my approval, but all I could do was shrug. I wasn’t good with putting up tents and I wasn’t remotely fit enough to participate in the rock climbing activities. Sure, I was slightly lanky and sticking to a trail was easy as pie, but actual climbing wasn’t in my case of expertise. I was just a sucker for a breath taking view and I knew more than anything that this place was full of them if you knew where to look.
The pursuit for a good spot to place my tent was nearly unbearable and the feeling of eyes on me just made me even more uneasy. We were all setting up tents so why was it that I seemed to be the most interesting thing to look at currently? Perhaps it was just my anxiety getting the best of me, or worse, the voice in my head that kept saying “THEY KNOW THEY KNOW!!!” My dirty little secret of only being a half hearted 30 seconds to Mars fan was showing as if it were a sign on my back that said “Kick Me.”
The pounding stutter of my heart echoed in my ears as I took a deep breath in an attempt to steady myself. The gentle grip of my fingers around the rather small box in my hands that held most of my camp gear became my only connection to the real world as I tried to think of something other than the eyes that froze on my skin. I thought for a moment I would take off running just to get away from it all, but a gentle smile slid over my lips as I realized it wasn’t me they were staring at.
Foot steps behind me caught my attention when I realized that they were not only loud, but close to me. I couldn’t stop the look of absolute annoyance on my face as I turned around to be greeted by the direct personification of camp island barbie. Designer boots, gucci necklace, Burberry backpack full of gear, and a hiking outfit that would Paris Hilton herself to shame. She was definitely looking forward to standing out. Suddenly my basic camp gear felt like $2 trinkets from Walmart in comparison.
I wasn’t keen on having people I didn’t know close to me, but her perfume hit my nose faster than her frame hit my eyes. Wasn’t it unsafe to wear fruit smelling fragrances when you were out in the woods? Something about bugs and mosquitos being attracted to it. I guess she didn’t get the memo.
“You’re in the way.” She spoke after eying me for what seemed to me 30 minutes.
“Ahhhh, it speaks.” I mirrored while allowing the fake smile that slid over my lips to display my annoyance with her. She rolled her eyes before slamming her shoulder into mine causing me to drop my things while her two henchmen followed in pursuit. A small “hmph” erupted from their lips as they by passed me and I couldn’t help but to take a deep breath as I began gathering my things. I didn’t respond well to bullying, but the fact that I was remotely calm at the moment frightened me. It took me a moment to really reach down to get everything and by the time I did, the girl and her friends were long gone.
I was surprised when I saw two hands aiding me in picking up my belongs and smiled in response.
“You don’t have to help me.” I answered without even looking up.
“What kind of camp owner would I be if I didn’t?” He questioned.
“A terrible one I’d guess.” I joked before making sure everything was inside my make shift box.
“Think that’s everything.” I answered before finally looking up at his face.
“Well let’s hope.” He responded before reaching his hand out for mine. I raised a brow before tilting my head to the side. His hat hid most of his face, but the smile was undeniable. I took his hand casually and stood to my feet. I had half a mind to dust off my knees but there was no point. This was camp, getting dirty was expected. His frame bended lightly as he picked up my small box and looked behind me.
“Did you have a specific place you wanted to take this?” He questioned. I bit my bottom lip and scratched the side of my head absently before pointing into the distance.
“Over there, it’s perfect.” I sighed.
“You sure? There’s a good amount of space under those trees there if you want to get some shade.” He suggested but I shrugged.
“Trees breed spiders, it’s literally their breeding grounds. No thanks. Besides, the sunrises in that direction and that’s somethin’ I gotta see.” I chuckled. I may have been tough but I was no different when it came to most girls who feared spiders; we were not created to adore each other. His head tilted lightly as if he were surprised by something, but the lack of access to his face made it impossible to really know what his face displayed.
“Fun fact. I’ll have to remember that. So over here then?” He questioned walking in front of me and setting down the box in a slightly isolated area. I expected the small area to pick up with people soon so the idea of trying to get there first was important to me. I mumbled a thank you while putting my hands on my hips and attempting to envision the assembling of this tent.
“You ok with putting this up?” He questioned rubbing the side of his neck and looking up at me. His eyes leveled with mine and I raised a brow before I realized it. The familiarity of his appearance caused me to frown because I never forgot a face. Names, escaped me, but faces, never.
“Yeah, yeah. I’m good. Plus, I don’t wanna be the one responsible for holding you up. Camp Counselors are important from what I’ve learned, and i’m sure there’s a beautiful debutant damsel begging for your help some where.” I answered while shaking my head and keeping in mind the delicate barbie that had just knocked my things from my hand just moments before he arrived. Bitch.
“Besides, aren’t you just dying to see the band? I hear the singer is a real piece.” I joked with a half smile and raising a brow in his direction. Although he was a guy, I’m sure he was dying to get away from me in order to get a peek at the infamous 30 seconds to Mars. He chucked, a strange chuckle, but nevertheless it made me smile back.
“That’s funny, I keep hearing the same thing….You don’t agree?” He asked perplexed and his voice resonated with a curiosity as if he really wanted to know my opinion.
“I liked him better as a woman.” I joked, bending at the knee to take a peek inside the box I had prepared moments before for my tent. I was caught off guard when his laugh grumbled through our small little atmosphere and I shrugged. I’m sure my joke wasn’t that funny but for some reason he was enormously tickled. Truth be told, I had only seen Dallas Buyers Club once, but I’d be lying if I said it didn’t touch me. Watching it again was not an option because the idea of crying over a fictional character always bothered me. How was it that I was this dedicated, independent girl but I cried whenever faced with the realization that a character I adored, died.
He didn’t have a chance to respond, instead, he turned his head in the opposite direction as someone called out his name.
“Jared, let’s go!” One of the counselors called out while motioning their hand for him to move in that direction. I shrugged.
“Duty calls.” I answered simply with a shrug. His head tilted back down in my direction and his eyes leveled with mine again. Did he always look at people so intensely or was this something new?
“What’d you say your name was?” He questioned while pointing a finger at me.
“Oh….I didn’t say.” I smiled while wrinkling my eyebrows in response to the question. My eyes veered off to the side as I recalled our conversation and I was sure I never told him. Besides, what did it matter. The camp was full of at least over a hundred people, there was no way he’d be able to remember. His smile was genuine to my response and he bounced his hand up and down as he pointed at me.
“Plenty of time to find out.” He countered.
“Good luck with that.” I nodded.
He walked backwards slightly before fully turning around and heading to the man who had previously called his name.
The sight of Jake walking over to me with his thumb erected behind him in response to the stranger that was walking away made I smile. Was he excited that I was making friends?
“What?” I questioned with a shrug.
“How long were you talking to him?” He questioned.
“He just helped me with my things, no biggie.” I answered trying to assemble the small pieces of the tent in front of me.
“Do you have any idea who that was?” He questioned.
“Didn’t really ask his name….Look, ya gonna help me put this together or nah?” I questioned taking no interest in the previous conversation.
“Do you seriously not care that Jared Leto just spent like 20 minutes standing here talking to you?” He questioned.
“What?” I asked.
“You’re like ….the rarest creature here right now.” He admitted.
My eyes looked past him and focused in on the back end of the infamous Jared Leto. That was him? His gray shirt sat contrasted against his white pants elegantly and the infamous “CAMP MARS” was written on the front and back. It was slowly becoming clear. The only person wearing that outfit earlier that day was also the one giving the opening speech when I arrived. No way.
“That….was him?” I questioned pointing my index finger in his direction. Jake only nodded while holding an impressed smile.
“You’re not special.” A voice behind me called and I looked over my shoulder with a look that could give Hades a run for his money.
“Excuse me?” I questioned and the image of the barbie doll from earlier came into full view. It seemed, that she had taken refuge for her tent under the near by tree that was spoken of earlier.
“As if he’d give you the time of day with that cheap excuse for a tent.” she reported while placing a hand on her hip and looking down at me.
“It can hold its own.” I answered referring to my tent. Her eyes raked over it with a half amused grin and I couldn’t help the urge to want to spray her in the face with bug spray.
“Unlike you. Groupies never last too long. Hope ya don’t break a leg.” she answered shrugging one of her shoulders while her over processed dark hair slid over her back.
“Same to you hun.” I chuckled out before returning my eyes to my current project.
“It’s not hun, it’s Angela and you better be careful peasant. Jared’s mine. He knows, I know it, and everyone else here will know it too. We’re a part of the same social class and i’m only here to prove that we have the same interests him and I. So don’t get in my way, there are boundaries here newbie and you’ll learn that the easy way or the hard way. Know your place.” She warned before walking away with a strange sashay that left a disgusting taste in my throat.
Jake laughed an uneasy laugh before looking down at me.
“Every camp has its loon.” He laughed.
“What’s her deal?” I questioned.
“Her parents are rich, old money. She’s been to a few backstage concerts for 30 seconds to mars, her parents apparently know Jared’s mom and she claims to have had dates with him but that’s debatable. No one’s dared to really ask him.” He admitted while looking off into the distance as if seeing something that wasn’t there.
“Great.” I answered folding my arms across my chest and looking over to him.
“It’s not hun it’s Angela.” We spoke in unison before laughing a laugh of amusement. His eyes finally looked down at my tent and we began putting it together. How is it that i’ve only been here half a day and already managed to make an enemy? Julie, you would be proud. So today starts Day 1 of Camp Mars, what the hell is gonna happen next?
Warnings: polyamerous relationship, smut, threesome, oral sex female and male receiving, double penetration, hair pulling, language and threesome with Jared Padalecki and Jensen Ackles.
Summary: Jared and Jensen have a polyamerous relationship with Y/n and they do a special thing for each of them for their forth anniversary.
Jensen Ackles and Jared Padalecki had been in a polyamerous relationship for four years. They met on the set of Supernatural and both Jared and Jensen liked her and she liked both of them. Jared and Jensen were such great friends sharing a girlfriend wasn’t that big a deal.They were out celebrating their forth anniversary and they had done things they all enjoyed. For Jared they had a private concert where Jared played guitar and Jensen sang and Y/n sang back up.
For Y/n they went dancing before dinner and for Jensen, he was in charge of the couples sex later that night. Jensen liked being in control during sex and Y/n and Jared didn’t mind being told what to do in the bedroom. “You two ready to get out of here” Jensen said, “gees someone’s eager to get to his surprise"Jared said. “Yeah let’s get out of here” she said “Jared I have to drive” Jensen said. “Why” Jared asked, “cause you don’t know where we’re going” Jensen said. The three of them held hands on the way to the car and Jensen got in the driver’s seat. Jared opened the backdoor for Y/n and she got in and he closed the door and he got in the front seat.
Jensen drove to past the street they lived on and got on the freeway. Jared was so busy asking Jensen questions about where they were going, neither of them noticed Y/n fell asleep in the backseat. Jensen pulled into the Hilton hotel and parked the car, suddenly Jared knew why they were there. He didn’t want to blow the surprise for Y/n or Jensen since he was so happy about it. Jared opened the backdoor and saw she was asleep, “Jay go ahead and go in I have to wake her up” Jared said. “Y/n, baby we’re here wake up” he said caressing her cheek the same way he woke her up at home. She opened her eyes and looked at Jared “are we home” she said, “no we’re at a hotel for Jay’s surprise” Jared said.
He offered her his hand and helped her out of the car and they went into the hotel and met Jensen by the elevator. Y/n walked over to him and put her hands around his arm and laid her head on his shoulder. The elevator opened and Jensen led Y/n in and Jared followed. They got to the right floor and got to the room but Jensen stopped key card in hand. “I’m pretty sure Jared knows why this hotel is very special in our relationship but do you remember Sleeping Beauty” Jensen said. Y/n looked all around the hallway, “I think I know but can I see the room I was sleeping when we got here I don’t even know what hotel we’re at” she said.
Jensen opened the door and led her in and she looked around and the couch and TV and chairs in the front of the room looked familiar. She walked to the door and looked in leaning on the door frame she saw a canopy bed covered in white linens. Out the window was a breath taking view of Austin and she knew why they were there. “Four years ago after you, me and Jared got together you wanted to move here and you didn’t have a home here yes, so we met you here” she said. She continues “it was the first time the three of us had sex all together as a couple” she said.
“I’m glad you guys you remembered” Jensen said, “yeah I wouldn’t forget the best night of my life” she said. “I definitely wouldn’t forget I was so nervous but I’m just so comfortable with you two as soon as we started I was at ease” Jared said. Jensen patted Jared’s shoulder and Y/n stood on her tip toes and kissed his cheek. “So I recreated our first time, I also thought we’d do the same positions as that first time” Jensen said. Jared’s face turned bright red and he got an instant erection at the thought of that first night. “Sounds fun and romantic” she said Jensen took her hand and she took Jared’s and they walked into the bedroom together.
“Y/n, just like last time take off your clothes and get on the bed” Jensen said, “okay, Jared, can you unzip me please” she said. She turned her back to Jared and he took her dress zipper down and she slipped it off dropping it to the floor. She kicked off her heels and unfastened her bra and pulled her thong down to pool around her ankles. She got on the bed and laid down while Jensen and Jared took their clothes off and got on the bed next to her. Jensen got between her legs and kissed the inside of her thighs, Jared kissed her lips before dangling his cock over her mouth.
Jensen licked a line down her slit and dipped his tongue in her pussy, she opened her mouth to moan and Jared put his hard cock in her mouth. She licked the tip tasting the pre-cum that drizzled out and she took Jared’s cock in her mouth. She swallowed him down as much as possible before she started coughing. Jensen found her clit with his tongue and he prodded it and licked it, she put one hand in Jensen’s hair and pulled it and her other hand was in Jared chest. Jared’s free hand too one of her breasts, Y/n licked up the purple vein at the bar of his cock. Jensen could tell by looking at her face she was close, Jared knew he was close. Jensen looked at Jared and nodded and they both pulled out and Y/n sat up looking annoyed at Jensen.
“I’m sorry, baby but you know after you cum your two sensitive to take both of us” Jensen said. Jensen took her hand and pulled her two her knees, he and Jared switched places. Jensen sat down and leaned back against the headboard and he opened the lube and rubbed it on his fingers and cock. She sat on Jensen’s legs and he put a finger in her tight hole, “ahh” she said. Jared kissed her lips and he put his hands on her breasts and massaged them.
Jensen slowly thrust his finger in a few times while Jared played with her breasts and nipples. Jensen added a second finger and pumped it in a little faster and she moaned softly. “You ready for my cock baby” Jensen said, “yes” she moaned as Jared rubbed circles on her clit while Jensen slid his cock into her tight hole, building tears in her eyes. When he was fully seated in her, he gave her a few minutes to adjust to him filling her. Though his cock was shorter than Sam’s, but Dean’s was thicker. Sam continued to rub her clit while she adjusted she started moaning, Sam slid his long hard cock in her entrance.
Both Jared and Jensen stilled giving her time to adjust to having both holes filled. "Move, move please” she moaned softly not in pain but in need for them to move. Jensen and Jared started thrusting in unison, “ohh yes, fuck” she screamed. They thrust slowly into her and she was moaning and screaming. “You like both Jared and my cock filling you, don’t you baby” Jensen said, “yes, I love it, fuck me harder” she screamed. Jensen thrust his hips up into hard and fast while Jared thrust at with the same speed and timing. Y/n could feel the familiar burn in her abdomen and she knew she was close.
Jared put his finger on her clit and rubbed circles on it, both Jensen and Jared felt their balls tighten. “Y/n cum for us baby, cum on our cocks” Jared said, her pussy clenched as her orgasm ripped through her she pulled Jared’s hair. She screamed their names a long with incoherent words, her orgasm caused both Jared and Jensen to shoot their cum inside her at the same time. Jared pulled his soft cock out of her and helped her off Jensen’s cock and laid her on the bed.
Jared put his boxers on and grabbed a cloth from the bathroom and wet it, he cleaned her up and handed it to Jensen and then cleaned himself. Y/n laid in the middle of the bed Jared on one side and Jensen on the other. “You okay baby girl” Jensen said, “man Jay, she’s out” Jared said kissing her forehead. “How’d we get so lucky Jared” Jensen said, “I’d say we’ve been lucky since we met her” Jared said. “Agreed, it’s going to be hard to top this next year” Jensen said. Jared nodded, “I love you guys but shut up and go to sleep” Y/n whined, “we love you too Y/n” Jared said.
I love your blog! I'm trying to start sharing and I was wondering on what to put on my profile to attract the SDs
Which platform ?
For SA I would almost describe what lifestyle I want to attract and list things your passionate about so you sound like you have substance (mine is school).. Ex: I’m looking for the perfect daddy to be in the passenger seat of his ride to a beautiful adventure together. I enjoy (expensive brand) wine overlooking a breath taking view or building memories between each other that no one knows. ( just did this on the top of my head but you get the point).
Now for Tinder you’re going to be girl next door af, you’re going to say although you like the comfort of home you still like certain luxuries (list some luxurious things).
Now as a man looking at your profile , like wow I can enjoy this girls company and then he’ll be like I’ll pay for whatever her problems so I can continue this awesome relationship .
Think about it ladies build this awesome persona of a fun, no stress , beautiful humble girl and he’ll always want to be around you .. and then you snatch your awesomeness away a little and hit him with the “omg, I’ve been so tied up tuition bills are due and rent all at the same time. Sorry I’ve been so mia but I need to put in extra hours to pay my $1600 medical bill they keep harassing me unless I give them at least half .”
And, that’s how your day began. You had spent the night over your boyfriend’s house and planned to head home in the afternoon, only to hear those three words come from his mouth right before you even opened the door. Ryosuke had always been a little hot-blooded, giving small thought before taking action, but this was taking it to a whole other level.
I made this into adult version of each boy,
because ‘confessing to their crush’ sounded very teenage boy-ish? Or is it what
you want? So I made them as an adult already. And I think I went overboard …….
You are on a holiday, to one of
his island retreat resorts.
He excused himself to the
toilet at dinner
Then a staff went to say that
he is waiting at the beach.
The beach was empty, or emptied
But there are small candles
placed on the sand, making a walkway to you
The candles lead you to a very
brightly lit place.
Jumin was waiting with a huge
bouquet of flowers.
One thousand roses?
“MC, will you be by mine?”
You came home and there are
pieces of chips on the floor
Pieces of chips?
Seven usually just leaves out
crumbs, but not the whole piece.
The chips make a trail leading
further to the apartment.
Are you a mouse? Are you
supposed to follow it? Can I eat it?
But you did it anyway and
followed the trail of Honey Buddha Chips.
Then you found him, kneeling on
the bedroom floor
Arranging PhD pepper cans?
“Seven, what is this?”
He was shocked beyond words to
“I haven’t finished yet! Go back,
He was arranging the cans into ……… a heart.
“Seven, the heart is upside
You went back out, went back in
when he called and pretended to have not seen anything.
“MC, will you be my 606?”
V likes to visit the nature,
taking pictures of everything along the way.
It’s very calming and relaxing
to the both of you.
So, you like to follow him on
his photo runs.
Observing his serious face when
he tried to focus on an object
His amazement at even the
That beautiful man.
“MC, I want to show you a new
place I found.”
You know you are in for another
breath-taking view if it was V who said it.
“But I need to cover your eyes.”
V lead you through the dark, his
hand never leaving you, his words guide you.
Until you stopped and V said
you can open the cover.
It was a spot in the forest,
but the sun was still able to shine down
There are pictures of you
hanging on mostly everywhere you look
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