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NYC Pride 2017: "Take my hand, pup. Let's be proud together."

Thursday

Today’s the day  Master and I met at Penn Station. After coffees and Shake Shack, we made our way to the hotel. We stayed at Paramount in the Theatre District. Master was so exhausted, I offered to check us in early. SUCCESS! We slept for a few hours then began our afternoon. Master took me to my first ever barber. It was a special place for Master and Alpha: Made Men in Chelsea. After, we journeyed to Nasty Pig and Mr. Turk while stopping for poke along the way. It was such a beautiful day. We had to leave a little sooner than expected from Mr Turk for our date day plans. Master gave me permission to plan a date day for him. I planned our date to be meaningful and packed our itinerary with memorable experiences.


[Before writing about our date, I feel it’s important to share a beautiful and significant pillar of our relationship. This part of our relationship is that we are driven to grow for each other. Love, trust, intimacy, and more. This pride was special in that I not only was pushed to be more submissive, but I was also pushed to grow the more dominant side to Angus (please take note of the “A” in Angus versus the “a” in pup angus). When Angus’ dom side is being stroked and nurtured, there is an internal *buzz* that is felt. Master ordered it to grow to be able to take better care of pup krypto. Krypto makes Angus buzz when he submits, melts into my arms, expresses so much love and emotion he cries, lets me take care of him, and allows me to spoil and pamper him like he has always deserved. Angus shows krypto how much he is loved, wanted, cared for, and that Angus is always going to be there for krypto. Together, our dom and sub energies flow in such a way that we fall more in love with each other and our relationship grows. Thank you for trusting Angus with such a beautiful, needy, giving, and loving pup, Master. Krypto is the most important person in Angus’ life. Angus loves krypto so incredibly much and feels so lucky to have krypto in his life. I love you so much, Master.]


Leaving Mr. Turk, I turned around, blinked, and there in front of me was krypto! Angus took over and in the lyft, presented krypto with a video from krypto’s Sir and a card from Angus. 

[It important to also thank kyrpto’s Sir (Alpha) for allowing Angus to take care and treat his pup to a very special date. Thank you, Alpha. I love you, Alpha.]

Krypto was so overjoyed and overwhelmed with how Angus was going to spoil and take care of him. Krypto was in tears. *buzz*

The Date Itinerary

  1. A picnic in central park (rescheduled for Friday on the High Line) 
  2. A couples deep tissue massage
  3. Japanese BBQ

We struggled to arrive on time for the massage but the spa was so willing to accommodate. We were even able to enjoy some couples time alone in the spa before and after our massage. Oh it was amazing. Krypto was so relaxed he even fell asleep during the massage. This was my first deep tissue massage. I never realized how tight my muscles had been. 

After making it back to the hotel and stopping for a Times Square photo or two, we rested briefly before walking to the restaurant for dinner reservations. Krypto dressed so handsomely. *buzz* I brought krypto to a Japanese BBQ. We had the kobe omakase. It was delicious. Krypto made perfect suggestions for courses. He made me so happy that my dom buzz got even stronger as dinner continued. With our dessert course, krypto to was adorable and giving when be offered to make Angus a s'more over the grill. Thank you krypto. It was so delicious. We made our way back to the hotel. Once there, krypto said goodnight and Master joined angus for bed. What an incredible first day of pride.


Friday 

We began our day with sleeping in, lunch at Juniors with Masters friends, and getting ready for our picnic on the High Line. As we neared Chelsea Market, Master ordered Angus to wait inside in front of The Lobster Place. Master needed to do Master things. I walked inside and krypto found his way to me and Angus couldn’t have been more eager to see his pup. I felt so loved and happy to be joined by him for another date filled afternoon. *buzz* We had sushi and sodas. Krypto picked an amazing blood orange, lime, and jalapeño soda for me knowing how much I would love the flavor vignettes. Oh what a good pup. After we enjoyed the best oysters I’ve ever had. So good that krypto food-gasmed over the Ichobad oysters. And lastly, we ordered meat pies to enjoy on the High Line. We found seats, took some beautiful photos and walked the park to the most southern end. After such a perfect and romantic date with krypto, it was time for Master to come back. Thank you Master. Thank you for giving Angus time with krypto. I love you so much, Master.  

[I love you, krypto. Thank you for joining me on such a romantic date. We had a perfect date on the High Line. I keep falling more in love with you every time I’m given time with you. You’re amazing and I will always keep growing for you. *buzz*]

Master and I walked over and a couple blocks to Magnum and made our own ice cream bars. This was more fun than we thought! And delicious too! Master made a vanilla bar with chocolate coating topped with cacao nibs, Himalayan sea salt, and chipotle seasoning. 


I made a chocolate bar with dark chocolate coating, dark chocolate vermicelli, gold sugar crystals, and Himalayan sea salt.
We ended our day with tacos and a disco nap. After I would need to get ready for Furball. I was dancing and couldn’t wait to show off for Master. 

  • Furball highs: Master was there, I danced for Master, Master and I met Joe, DJ Jack Chang played a good set, and I was paid. 
  • Furball lows: the small/crowded venue, the fog that made it impossible to see or breath, and the terrible gogo boxes. 

I came home to Master patiently waiting with dinner. Thank you for coming to see pup work and for dinner, Master. I presented Master with the night’s earnings. I love you so much Master.

Saturday

We slept in and enjoyed a small brunch in HK. Master got a sandwich and I had eggs benedict. After, we prepared for the VIP Roof Top Tea Dance. The venue was small, we weren’t really able to dance or flag much, the crowd was weird. Master did get a chance to flag on the gogo box before the dancers arrived. *whimpers* It’s so beautiful when Master flags. We left after an hour, regrouped at the hotel and headed to the Musclebear Cruise. It was an amazing choice! We had an amazing time and took so many wonderful photos along the Hudson. There was food, great music and Master taught me how to flag. Thank you so much for teaching me Master! I can’t wait to flag with you again! It was a great way to get ready for the main party: BRÜT. 

BRÜT was held at the PlayStation Theatre. We arrived and made our way to the clothes check. While everyone else there was dressed for in their black leather and fetish gear, we lit up the halls in pink thongs, calf high socks, and Master in his crotch-less and ass-less singlet. His pe'a showing through, muscles pumped, rump so perfectly framed in his singlet; I was so overwhelmed in his presence. Master is so incredibly sexy and I couldnt keep my eyes off him. Master ordered me to follow him around the venue as we explored its amenities and features. The venue was perfect with multiple dance floors and DJs. The lighting spectacular. The crowd was good too. There were water fountains and concessions too! 

All night and into the morning, we danced, flagged, and had sexy intimate time. The dance floors had special lighting. The main floor had spotlights from the ceiling that were black lights. Master shined like a God; his chest so big and body beaming. *whimpers* I was so entranced it felt like we were the only ones there. I grinded up against Master and danced and showed off for him. Master flagged and hypnotized his pup with his power and perfection. I felt the butterflies in me growing and it felt like I was twisting up inside. I can’t believe how lucky I am to be his pup. I’m so grateful to be owned by you, Master. *whimpers* The other dance floor was all black lights and dark which provided ample space for us to be intimate. Master pulled me aside to a more private area and intamacy in there. He adorned my neck with marks of love and ownership. I begged Master for them and cried out “Thank you Master! I need your marks, Master! I love you so much Master!” I moaned louder as Master pressed harder. He pushed me deeper and ordered me on my knees to present his pup. 


My heart was racing and I fell deeper and harder for Master. He led me to the couches and ordered me on his lap. I kissed Master deeply. I held to Master tightly feeling our energies flow and as our lips separated to breath, Angus was over krypto. We held each other tightly falling more in love. Angus and krypto danced together and Angus took care of krypto’s needs at the party. 


I led him to the dance floors and halls for water and fresh air. I was buzzing watching krypto dance for me and letting me take care of him in the early hours of the morning. Krypto even flagged so beautifully for me. His gift made me buzz too. Later, we were able to get onto the lit gogo boxes and flag under the black lights. I was so incredibly hypnotized by krypto’s dancing and flagging as he kept shining. His rump bounced and chest and arms looks like they were growing right in front of me while he glowed under the lights. Thank you for giving me a beautiful display of your art and rhythm, krypto. After dancing we shared more private intimate time with each other. On the couches I strattled krypto and we shared a macro growth fantasy. I kept pushing krypto to grow bigger and he wanted to make me happy. I led krypto through a fantasy where he out grew the theatre quickly. Then Manhattan…The continent… describing to him more and more how and what grew faster. Krypto joined and shared what he would grow bigger. I began to pre on his lap. It was dripping through my pink thong. Krypto was so eager and ready to pick it up. I love you so much, krypto. Thank you for dancing with me and letting me grow you to macro proportions.*buzz* Oh krypto is such a special pup to Angus. He is such a good pup. 

We looked at the time and agreed 6am would be our time to walk back to the hotel. Master returned and made sure angus made kt hoke safely. I resumed place at Master’s feet and thanked Master. I was whimpering as we talked about how much fun and how amazing BRÜT was. I love you so much, Master.  We had such an incredible time. Thank you for an this exceptional evening. Master led us back to the hotel and after we fell asleep to get ready to close our pride weekend. 


Sunday

This day was the struggle day. Struggled to eat Shake Shack for brunch, struggled to stay hydrated, and struggled getting to the last pride party.
Despite the behavior of some straight women, the bad music, and overcrowded pier, we really had a wonderful time. Dancing with Master free VIP upgrade from some strangers leaving early, free vitamin water, a less crowded area to flag, and getting to meet some of Masters friends. We left before sunset and headed back to the hotel to rest. We needed to pack and rest for our travel day on Monday would come early. We stayed up in bed that night distracting ourselves from the bad party. I watched endless YouTube videos of flagging in the park to try and find Master  (I did!!!) And Master edited photos of our weekend *swoon*

Monday

It was an emotional “see you soon”. We went separate ways at Penn Station. Master treated me to a protein filled Jamba Juice and bagel with lox and cream cheese. Thank you so much Master. We waited for our trains. Before we knew it, it was time to board. Master to Montreal and myself to Providence. “5 more days pup” Master would keep telling me. *whimpers* I love you Master.

Thank you for joining me on such and incredible weekend and offering me your hand to be proud together. Thank you for your gifts and generosity, Master. I will always feel more lucky and grateful every day to be owned by you, Master. I love you more and more every day Master.

Happy Pride, Master!

forever in service,
angus 

Webslinger

So this is basically a little drabble/potential mini-series based off of @destiny-islanders Spidey-Prom AU. I highly recommend checking it out if you haven’t. Spiderman has always been my favorite Marvel superhero since I am a comic nerd so naturally I am obsessed with Spidey-Prom. Sorry guys, couldn’t help it. *shrugs*

Tagging: @batarangtotheheart, @sweetchocobae, @destiny-islanders, @lulie-chan

Words: 2,855


Being bitten by a spider exposed to the OZ Compound wasn’t something on Prompto Argentum’s bucket list, but here he was, staring at the back of his right hand. The bite looked like any other spider bite, but this one seemed more red and itchy than the average. A quick tour around the labs of Insomnia Industries gave Prompto the perfect photo opportunity for some pictures with the machinery and serums. But that tour led him to where he was right now after said spider crawled onto his hand from his camera after descending from the ceiling above. 

He thought it would go away after a few days. But after realizing his once not-so-perfect vision was now perfect (he put his glasses on and it was like static invaded his eyesight) and nearly hurling his lamp out his bedroom window when his hand was suddenly stuck like glue to the switch, he figured that it was more than just a normal spider bite. He soon put his theory to the test and tried out every quality he knew a spider possessed. Crawling on walls? Check. Superhuman agility and senses? Double check. Needless to say, Prompto was quite freaked out.

“What are you?” He murmured, his attention never leaving the bite.

“Hey Prompto!” Noctis Lucis Caelum–son of Regis Lucis Caelum and nephew to Ardyn Izunia, owners of Insomnia Industries–called out to his blond best friend, who was currently putting stuff in his locker.

Prompto closed the locker just as Noctis rose his hand to clap his best friend on the back. Right as Noctis started to swing his hand down, Prompto felt a tingling sensation at the base of his skull. Time seemed to slow and his mind was sent racing. His body moved before he could even process it and before he knew it, Noctis slammed his hand into Prompto’s locker. He pulled his hand back with a pained expression and fought back a scream.

“Ow! Have you been taking lessons on how to improve your reflexes, dude?”

Prompto chuckled and scratched the back of his neck. “Something like that.”

Noctis shook his injured hand a bit before composing himself as best as he could. “So, ignoring that weird mishap… wait, where are your glasses?”

Prompto mentally slapped himself as he rummaged through his backpack and put his glasses on, his vision immediately becoming clouded to the point where he could barely see Noctis’ face. “Thanks dude! I thought I was forgetting something!”

Noctis stared at him for a bit before shrugging. “Anyway, are you up for hanging out at the arcade later?”

“S-Sorry dude, I’ve got a load of work to get done for the Lucian Journal. You know how Dino is,” Prompto lied. In actuality, he wanted to hang out with Noctis, he really did, but he had to learn more about what’s been going with himself lately.

“Aw man. Oh well, just go into some weird coma and get it done using speed like Barry Allen.”

Prompto chuckled at Noctis’ joke and clapped him on the shoulder, only for his hand to get stuck to his shoulder. Noctis stared with one eyebrow raised as Prompto tried to pull it off without looking suspicious. When he finally did manage to detach his hand from his best friend, Prompto simply chuckled nervously.

“I think you spilt something on your coat, buddy,” He spoke. “Anyway, I should get going! Photography awaits!”

After making a mental note to change his prescription lenses to regular lenses, Prompto took his leave and left behind a very confused Noctis. He was passing by the trees in the courtyard when he ran into his other best friend, Lunafreya Nox Fleuret, daughter of Sylvia Nox Fleuret, President and CEO of Noxchem, and younger sister of Ravus Nox Fleuret. 

Noxchem was a multinational chemical corporation from Tenebrae that’s been run by the Nox Fleuret family for years. They’ve just recently combined with Insomnia Industries to band together to recreate the Super Soldier serum that was used for the Lucian Military back in the War of M.E. 674. So that meant that the Nox Fleuret family had to move to Insomnia if they wanted to recreate the serum easier.

“Hey Prompto!” Lunafreya beamed. “I just got you the coolest photo op ever!”

“I really wish I could take it, Luna,” Prompto rushed out, stepping around his friend. “But I’ve got tons of work to do for the paper.”

Luna groaned. “Oh come on! All Dino does is work you day and night! And when you finally show him an amazing photo, he marks it off as garbage!”

“Look,” Prompto sighed. “Dino Ghiranze isn’t the best boss in the world, I know, but I need this job if I plan on moving out after school is over.”

“Fine, but if you need any cool opportunities you know who to call.”

“Ghostbusters?”

“Ha ha very funny,” Luna spoke, lightly punching his shoulder.

Prompto bid his friend farewell and left the school grounds. It became a routine for the past few weeks really. Going to school, praying to the Six that no one saw anything weird–well, weirder–going on with him, going home, and researching spiders and whatever Insomnia Industries revealed about the OZ Compound. He soon landed an interview with the Lead Chemist of Insomnia Industries, Ignis Scientia. Prompto told him that he was a scientist with a blog and wanted to share more of the compound with his readers, which was a flat-out lie. He merely wanted to learn more about the compound and figure out if he should be even more worried than he was.

The day of the interview came quicker than Prompto anticipated. He walked through the rotating glass doors of Insomnia Industries and tried his best not to gawk at the high ceiling, polished tile floor, light gray walls, and the glass chandeliers that hung high above everyone’s heads. He made his way over to the elevator and pushed the button that took him to the fifteenth floor of the twenty story building. The elevator dinged and he walked out, quickly making his way over to room 234 and pushing the door open. Sitting at the desk was a bespectacled man who was typing away at his computer. Prompto awkwardly knocked on the door frame and the man finally noticed him.

“You must be Prompto,” the man spoke with a diligent tone. “I’m Ignis Scientia, Lead Chemist of Insomnia Industries. I understand that you have some questions about the OZ Compound.”

Prompto nodded and sat down in the chair in front of Ignis’ desk after shutting the door. “I do. Are there any side effects for it? Like what does it do?”

“Jumping straight into it aren’t we? Well, the OZ Compound is supposed to give humans enhanced abilities, turning them into a super soldier of some sort, but so far there has been no success. There has only been one person to test out the compound, and that person is Mister Izunia himself. Poor man. He tried to make a point to Sylvia but, she nearly cancelled the partnership between our companies when she saw that there was no progress in the development.”

Prompto’s eyes widened. This could be the source behind his powers.

“Have you tested this compound out on animals?” He asked. “More specifically, spiders?”

Ignis’ eyes widened before he stood up and walked over to the door, locking it. He turned back to Prompto with stern eyes. “Were you bitten?”

“W-What?” Prompto stammered.

“We infused the OZ Compound with a spider a few weeks back, but it escaped. Were you bitten by it?”

Prompto didn’t know what to do. He didn’t want to lie to the man who A) has answers and B) could potentially help him through this. So he nodded.

“Incredible,” Ignis gasped. “What traits have you been showing?”

“So far? Enhanced senses and Wall-Crawling, along with this weird sense that I get when someone goes to touch me.”

“Wall-Crawling? Well, it seems as if the compound has passed along some traits of the arachnid class on to you.”

“Yea, I noticed.”

“I must inform Mister Izunia and Mister Caelum right away.”

“NO!” Prompto shouted. “I-I mean, no.”

“Why not?” Ignis asked with an incredulous look.

“I don’t want anyone finding out. Anyone else I mean. If people knew, I’d be used as some sort of test subject and seen as a freak at school. Please, don’t tell them.”

Ignis stared at him with a calculating look in his eyes before sighing. “Fine. But, I will have to tell my personal security guard. I have an idea for you in mind.”

Insomnia had a high crime rate, there was no doubt about that. The crime rate seemed to reach its peak at night though, always around midnight. The criminals in this city always preyed on the rich and defenseless, those who were both were considered to be a huge bonus. Unfortunately for Noctis, he was the next victim of a mugging.

The time was 1:15 A.M., it was a long day at Insomnia Industries and Noctis told his dad that he was going to walk home since he was getting tired. So he did, taking some alleyways as shortcuts. He was nearly home when a man clad in all black (including the cliche ski mask) stepped out from the shadows, pointing a pistol at Noctis’ forehead.

“I know who you are, Lucis Caelum,” the man spoke. “So let’s make this quick and give me all of your money.”

Noctis gasped in fear and backed away, his hands up to show that he was defenseless. “Listen! I have nothing!”

“Bullshit! You’re a rich daddy’s boy, you’re loaded! Now give me what you have!”

“I’m telling the truth I have nothing!”

The man turned the safety of his gun off right before the two boys heard a distant “YYYYAAAHHHHOOOOOO” ring out and proceed to get closer. The two boys turned their attention to where the sound came from and saw a man clad in red and blue. He wore a red sleeveless hoodie with a blue long-sleeve shirt underneath and red fingerless cotton gloves with two metal contraptions on both wrists. He also sported blue pants tucked into red calf-high socks and red shoes along with a red mask that covered his entire head. The only things that stuck out were the black and white make-shift eyes and black spider emblem on his chest. The weirdest thing? The guy was swinging into the alleyway. 

He seemed to have been new at his job (if you’d call it that) because his glee soon turned into panic as he flailed his legs around while screaming “BRAKES!” He crashed into the nearby brick building and fell to the pavement. He then stood up, a bit unbalanced.

“Okay!” He shouted. “Now THAT was a rush!”

Noctis and the mugger both shared the same incredulous expression before the weirdly dressed man tossed the lid of a metal garbage can at the mugger like it was a game of frisbee. It hit the mugger right on the head and the man laughed.

“Fore!” He yelled.

The man walked up to Noctis, ignoring the groans of the mugger as he held his future-swollen head. The man almost told Noctis his name but decided against that. 

‘What would he say?’ he thought. ‘You can’t just tell him your name. That bit is quite obvious, Prompto.’

“Who are you?” Noctis asked.

“I’m… uhh,” Prompto spoke from behind the mask, silently thanking the fact that Noctis didn’t know it was him. “Spider… Man…”

“Spider-Man?” Noctis asked with a raised eyebrow.

“Y-Yup!”

“Isn’t that pretty generic considering your… um, outfit…?”

Prompto looked down at what he was wearing and sighed. “I’m working on the costume…”

Noctis sighed and pulled a wad of cash out of his pocket. “Here, you’re probably expecting a reward.”

“No!” Prompto shrieked. “Keep your money! I don’t want it!”

“You don’t?”

“I saved you from someone trying to take it from you. You don’t have to pay me.”

Noctis stuffed the wad of cash back into his pocket and nudged his head in the mugger’s direction. “What are you going to do about him?”

Prompto waved him off. “The cops can come and get him. I’m new to this.”

“As if that wasn’t obvious,” Noctis thought.

“Well! I should be going! Nice meeting you, citizen!” Prompto shouted ecstatically and with a mock salute.

He shot his right hand out (his wrist bent and index and pinky finger extended) towards the top of one of the buildings around them and a string resembling a spider web shot out from the metal contraption on his wrist. He then tugged on the web and he shot up into the air, landing on the edge of the roof not-so-gracefully. 

“Spider what?” The gruff voice of Gladiolus Amicitia rang through Prompto’s phone as he walked through the halls of the school.

“Spider-Man,” Prompto sighed, a bit exasperated that Ignis’ security guard and his new combat trainer couldn’t get a simple name right.

“I would’ve went with something cooler, Web-Man.”

“It’s Spi-”

“HEY, ARGENTUM!” A booming voice sneered.

Prompto groaned and turned his attention down the hall, where he spotted the quarterback of the football team and his bully, Loqi Tummelt. Prompto quickly muttered a quick “I’ll call you back” to Gladio and hung up. He watched as Loqi walked over and towered above him with a smirk on his face.

“Who were you talking to, Loser? Your mother? Are you trying to get her to take you home?” He snickered.

Prompto did nothing but let him throw his insults at him. Loqi then raised his fist, ready to punch the living daylight out of Prompto. But just like with what happened with Noctis, the tingling at the base of his skull returned, time slowed down, and Prompto dodged Loqi’s punch before he could even process it. Loqi’s fist slammed into the locker with a loud bang and all noise in the hallway ceased to exist as all eyes were now on them.

“OW!” Loqi screamed, proceeding to turn to Prompto with anger in his eyes. “YOU’RE DEAD, FREAK!”

He threw another punch and Prompto dodged with ease. He threw another, Prompto dodged again. Every punch he threw Prompto would dodge like it was nothing. Soon he was backed against a wall and Loqi chuckled, hurling his fist back to throw the next punch as a crowd of chanting teenagers formed around them. But right as he threw it, Prompto jumped off from the wall and did a front flip over Loqi, landing perfectly on his feet behind him as he punched the wall and broke his hand. Prompto turned just as he felt the tingling sensation grow stronger. He caught Loqi’s other fist just inches of it colliding with his face. Loqi tried to move it but Prompto seemed to have superhuman strength, as Loqi’s fist was trapped in his grasp. The chanting turned into gasps as Prompto threw Loqi over his shoulder, slamming him onto the hallway tile.

Prompto took this as his chance to run. So he did. He ran out of the hallway and stopped once he reached the middle of the courtyard. He noticed that he wasn’t out of breath, so that confirmed his superhuman stamina. And that little stunt that happened back there confirmed his superhuman strength and superhuman reflexes. But what was that tingling sensation at the base of his skull that he got every time someone went to lay a hand on him? If it was a newfound power, then he better name it. ‘Spider-Sense’ will do the trick.

“CURSE THE SIX!” Ardyn screamed as he knocked over numerous vials of chemicals on his lab table.

He looked into a mirror on his wall and growled once he gazed into his own amber eyes. He hurled his fist back and punched the mirror, shattering it into pieces.

“You couldn’t even impress Sylvia Nox Fleuret with your chemical invention. No. Instead it had to BLOW UP IN YOUR FACE!” He continued. 

A ding coming from a nearby machine was heard. He walked over to it and open the small hatch, smoke pouring out from it. He smirked and chuckled to himself as he pulled out a small device shaped like a pumpkin with a standard Jack O’ Lantern carving.

“They’ll see. They’ll all see. No one will be able to surpass my beloved inventions. Especially my Pumpkin Bombs,” he spoke.

He turned to a glass case and gazed at the suit inside. It was purple and green with the purple consisting of a tunic, gloves, and boots as the green consisted of metal sleeves and pants. The most notable portion of the suit was the mask. It too was green and purple, but the green resembled that of a hideous mythical goblin while the purple was a standard elf hat. Below was metal glider colored a dark silver and a brown satchel just waiting to be filled with evil inventions.

Ardyn laughed once more. “Green Goblin will be unstoppable.”

justcallmemj  asked:

Date Meme #73 with Peter Parker?

 73: ice skating/rollerblading

“You sure you know how to do this?”

The neon lights of the huge rollerblading rink lights up your form in a quite dazzling way. You stood in front of Peter, rolling back and forth on skates you personally owned—they were super nice with pretty colored wheels and laces up to the ankle. You kind of looked like a roller derby girl: calf high socks, jean shorts, and a dubious look on your face as Peter pulled the Velcro straps tight on his inlines.

“Don’t worry, I’ve got great balance. I’m as graceful as a spider,” he retorted, standing perfectly upright. He skated around you for a few seconds, tugging your hands free from your arms.  

“That’s not the first animal I would think of, but,” you muttered, wondering where Peter’s sudden skill came from. The Peter Parker you knew could hardly stand on his own two feet correctly, let alone roller blades.

Nevertheless Peter’s (surprisingly) strong grip led you to the floor of this half roller rink half arcade. You two skated side by side for a few laps, chatting amiably about this and that (“Is that a new shirt? It looks cool.” “Thanks. Did you hear what happened in Mr. Alan’s literature class?” “No, but have you read any of the Canterbury Tales?” “Yeah, you can have my notes.”) Peter suddenly dropped your hand, a smile etching onto his face.

“Wanna do something fun?” he said, the corners of his mouth curling mischievously.

“I thought skating with your girlfriend was fun enough” you mocked, clutching your hand to your heart. “I’m hurt, Peter.”

“Even more fun than that,” he pressed, skating circles around you. “Let’s race. Loser buys pizza.”

“I don’t know why you’re making this bet, Parker. I’m obviously going to win.” It was not a new occurrence for Peter to challenge you. He almost always did it as a way to get you fired up. But it was odd having him propose a physical race.

But he seemed smug enough, replying with a faux innocent tilt of his head. “I guess we’ll just have to see,” he says, drifting next to you. The two of you do on last leisurely round before Peter looks at you. You nod once.

“First one to make two wins. Ready, set,”

“Go!” you lunge forward, inertia propelling you as you coast off the first turn, smiling happily as Peter tries to catch up. He isn’t too much taller or bigger than you, so the match would be equal, but your skill is quite superior to his. You push yourself forward again, dodging between smaller kids before finally settling on the smaller inner ring of the skaters.

You feel pretty good about your lead until it closes, Peter sneaking behind you and barreling into the second lap. You nearly stop to gape at his speed, but as you do so he coasts by again, formally beating you.

He pauses, waiting for you to reach him. He quirks a brow. “You sure you know what you’re doing?” he mocks, eyes alive with mirth and satisfaction. Then, to add insult to injury, he says, “I want pepperoni and sausage.”

“Shut up, Parker!”

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IM LAUGHING SO HARD. THIS GIRL DID A FEMINISM SPEECH FOR MY SCHOOL’S WRITERS WEEK AND SHE SAID SOMETHING LIKE “BOYS PLEASE WITH YOUR ADIDAS SANDALS AND CALF-HIGH SOCKS AND AMERICAN EAGLE BOXERS SAGGING SO LOW AS IF YOU’RE FROM THE HOOD” AND I ALMOST PISSED MY PANTS

anonymous asked:

Achilles would unironically wear calf-high nike socks with sandals and nothing can convince me other wise

don’t act like he wouldn’t wear those obnoxious neon shirts and snapbacks too. he is truly the epitome of style.

Chapter V // Inevitable Love

“Why do you keep making me go to parties I obviously do not want to go to?” I groaned, throwing my head back against the headrest of the seat.

“Because I know you’ll spend your night eating junk food and watching movies. I’m not gonna let you waste your life away.” Alexis explained, her voice raising slightly as she spoke.

“So you’d rather me get wasted then waste my life away?” I questioned in an “are you stupid” tone. “No, but I want you to have fun!” She swatted my leg, “Besides, Jack will be there.” She singsonged.

I rolled my eyes at her, she’s been teasing me about him since last week when I went out on that date with him. We’ve kept in contact but we haven’t actually seen each other since then. I’ve been busy at home and trying to juggle work so I haven’t had any time to spare besides on the weekend where I slept all day.

“Okay, and? I still don’t wanna go.” I shrugged, leaning my head against the window. Alexis sucked her teeth at me, “Well I’m pretty sure you won’t be saying that once you see Jack. I bet he misses you.” She smirked.

We arrived to the party, tons of cars lined up along the street and music blasting from inside the house. I didn’t understand how the neighbors or how the street even put up with that and accepted it. Unless this street was filled with teenagers. We hoped out the car and made our way by the front of the house. I smoothed out my slightly cropped top with “Parental Advisory Explicit” on it in white bold letters and my ripped light denim jeans. I wiggled my feet in my black vans and ran my hair through my naturally curly hair. 

There were red solo cups all over the front porch and I expected to see a lot more throughout the night. As we made our way inside their were people grinding on each other against the wall, people socializing and laughing, people making out and a fair share of people just observing everyone else. I pursed my lips to the side as I followed behind Alexis who made her way over to the drinks. 

“Do you want anything?” She yelled over the loud music, pointing to the drinks.

I shook my head, “No I’ll be the designated driver for the night.” I dismissed her offer, my eyes looking around the room.

“Looking for Jack?” She asked with a smirk on her face as she sipped her concoction of different drinks, moving closer to me so she didn’t have to yell.

“No, I’m just looking.” I lied.

I would be lying to myself if I said I didn’t wanna see him. We’ve been getting slightly closer and he was just a really nice guy to chill with. In other words, I appreciated his presence around me. Our conversations were forced and our personalities were shown, we could be ourselves around each other and that’s what I appreciated the most. 

“Oh!” Alexis took me out my trance, “There he is!” She pointed over towards the door. 

Sure enough, Jack had just walked in with a few other friends I’m guessing, all guys. He looked good; a black v-neck, khaki shorts, calf high socks and his black and white vans. It’s simple but simple is nice I guess. I didn’t wanna seem like I was looking for him so I turned around, facing the drinks. Alexis chuckled at me before patting my shoulder and muttering something before walking off. Like usual, she leaves me alone. 

“Getting started without me?” Jack breathed down my neck, his hands resting on my hips making me tense up a little and jump in shock.

I spun around to face him, “Jack, hey! I didn’t see you come in.” I lied, “and no, I’m not drinking tonight." 

"Designated driver?” He asked and I nodded, rubbing my palms on my jeans. I felt his eyes examining my body, “You look good.” He complimented me.

I furrowed my eyebrows at him and frowned a little. He rolled his eyes, “Look, you gotta get use to me complimenting you when you look the way you do.” He chuckled, moving to the other side of me and pouring himself a drink.

“And how is that?” I asked, tilting my head to the side.

“Sexy, beautiful, cute. The list goes on, Skylar.” He smirked, sipping his drink. I shook my head laughing, “Smooth.” I joked.

He shrugged, “Yeah, I mean it happens.” He played along. I chuckled and looked out on the dance floor once I heard  Came To Do by Chris Brown come on, automatically making me move my hips a little.

“You wanna dance?” He asked me, moving closer to me, almost closing the gap between us. I looked up at him and shrugged, “Only if you want to." 

He gulped his drink and grabbed my hand, pulling me towards the center of the room. He spun me around so my back was against his chest and I began to dance to the beat, my eyes closed as I sang along. I unintentionally began to grind on him a little. I always been one to dance with my hips, body rolling, winding and just moving my ass in general. Jack held onto my hips and moved along, his breath tickling my neck every so often. 

Once the song finished, I turned around to face him with a smile. Jack looked down at me, his hands still on my hips, returning the smile. "I need some air.” I told him, fanning myself with my hand.

He grabbed my hand and nodded his head towards the back door. I nodded and followed behind him, pushing past some fairly drunk people before getting to the back door and opening it. We both stepped out and closed it behind us. I let out a loud sigh once I felt the warm air slam against my skin, cooling me off instantly. 

“You can dance.” Jack said with raised eyebrows and a grin on his face.

I opened my eyes and shrugged, “I’ve always loved to dance and music. Once I hear music I like, I can’t not dance to it." 

"I saw, ” He chuckled, “you were really feeling the music.”  I rolled my eyes and hit him on the arm playfully, “Shut up.” I chortled.

He held up his hands in defense and chuckled, “That’s not a bad thing. It was cute.” He assured me.

I looked down and bit my lip, “So, who’d you come here with?” I asked, changing the subject.

“My best friend Jack, Sam and Mike.” He told me. I nodded, “No girls?” I teased him.

He shook his head, “Nah” He smirked. “Why not?" 

"I’ve kinda got my eye on a girl right now.” He licked his lips, pulling them into his mouth subsequently. I raised my eyebrows, “Oh really?” I said in a different octave. He nodded, “Yep. Who’d you come with?" 

"Alexis of course, always dragging me to parties against my will.” I sighed, shaking my head faintly. “Against your will?” He chuckled, “She’s like so little, I’m pretty sure you could take her.”

I raised my eyebrows and sighed, “She’s stronger than you think, trust me I’ve tried.” I laughed. “Well it can’t be that bad, I mean you did meet me.” He joked, putting his hands on his chest.

I laughed, rolling my eyes playfully, ‘Yeah, okay" I raised my eyebrows.

Jack chortled and placed his hands on my waist, “No but really. Are you happy you met me?” He asked, looking into my eyes, giving me a weird feeling inside. I nodded and licked my lips, “Yeah, I am" 

 "Good, 'cause I’m happy I met you.”