his house is taking a beating

Dating Peter Parker would include

•him being your best friend
• Him not knowing how to tell you he’s Spider-Man
• Knowing Peter is the crime fighting spider the moment you encounter him on your balcony
• PUnS
• Basically making Peter do your algebra homework while you sit back and nap
• You being his best friend
• You being the one person he wants to go to after a bad or good day
• Hiding your little giggles as he rambles on about how he beat up a bad guy
• Him telling you puny and ridiculous pick up lines but taking it all back and becoming a stuttering mess
• You teasing him about how you like Spider-Man more than Peter Parker
• Him showing up late to study sessions at his own house and clambering through his window in his blue and red suit
• He’d basically be a puppy, always wanting your attention, always wanting cuddles, and food
• MAN BUT imagine him all jealous and his features harden and his eyes darken
• Lots of hand holding
• Him being afraid that villains or bad guys might use you against him
• Him always checking up on you
• Him apologizing after every fight, even if it wasn’t his fault
• Him giving you lots of cheek kisses
• You giving him lots of forehead kisses
• Good morning and good night texts
• Him always trying to make you smile because he loves your smile
• Catching him staring at you
• Him looking at you adoringly and smiling because you’re the greatest thing that’s ever happened to him
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You’re an Asshole (Kit Walker x Reader)

Request: I don’t remember exactly what the request was and I cant find the ask but I do know it was about Kit and the Reader fighting and making up.

Ship: Kit Walker x Reader

Word count: 1139

You hummed along with the radio as you wiped down the kitchen table. The stew you were cooking simmered on the stove making the whole house smell and feel warm and inviting. You moved your hips to the beat and tossed the rag over your shoulder admiring your work. You were so excited to see Kit’s reaction. He had been taking extra shifts at the station most likely dealing with assholes every hour. You wanted to do something special for him so you slaved all day cleaning the house, doing the laundry, and finally topping it all off with a nice dinner.

You heard the front door open and slam closed. You turned and smiled when you saw Kit enter. But your smile quickly faded away when you saw the scowl on his face. He let out an exasperated sigh and didn’t even look at you.

It took you a minute before you had the courage to approach him. You walked across the living room to where he stood. You placed a hand gently on his shoulder which he shrugged off harshly.

“How was your day?” you asked nervously.

He didn’t say anything he just angrily shrugged off his navy blue work shirt and threw it haphazardly on the sofa. He stomped right past you and you stared at him silent.

“I am so sick and tired of all these assholes who think the fucking world revolves around them! The next asshole who throws money on the ground instead of handing it to me, I’m cutting their fucking brakes!” he yelled running his fingers through his chocolate brown hair.

You stood shocked. You had never seen Kit this angry before. Yeah he had come home swearing and complaining but he was never this hostile. You cautiously stepped towards him, wringing your hands nervously. He continued pacing around the house, grumbling to himself with the occasional curse here and there.

“Kit, why don’t you sit and calm down for a minute?” you suggested while pulling out one of the chairs from the table.

You weren’t expecting what he was going to do next.

“Get off my fucking back woman! I have to go out and work and deal with all these fucking pricks while you just sit around all day! Just give me a goddamn moment of peace! God! I already put up with your ass enough” he yelled.

You were taken aback. Kit had never yelled at you directly like that. And it hurt, it really did. You felt underappreciated. You didn’t just sit around all day and wait for him to come home. You cleaned, you cooked, so he wouldn’t have to worry about it when he came home. You knew he had to deal with assholes all the time so you wanted to make sure he had nothing more to worry about when he came home.

You balled up your fists in irritation and stomped your foot getting his attention.

“You think all I do is sit around and wait for you?” you yelled, “I cook, I clean, I run errands, I do all the laundry! All so you don’t have to. And don’t even get me started on when your friends come over! You all just leave beer bottles and food everywhere and don’t even bother to clean up after yourselves like pigs! It’s my job! I know that you have to deal with ungrateful assholes, but I didn’t know you were one yourself, Kit Walker!”

Kit stared at you with his big brown eyes, shocked and silent. You had tears running down your face and you just stared at each other. He stood up from the chair he had planted himself in and took a step towards you. You took a step back before running out the front door and into the night. You didn’t want to see his face so you just ran.

“(Y/N)! (Y/N), COME BACK!” you heard him yell but you didn’t care you just kept running.

You didn’t know where you were going you just started walking when you were far enough away from the house. You wrapped your arms around yourself and kept forward down the dark road, still quietly sobbing to yourself. Your feet began to hurt after what you had assumed was a few miles.

A bright light shone in the distance and you continued towards it. After a few minutes you realized it was the station, the lights still on oddly, since Kit always closed up completely. You noticed it was completely disserted, so you felt a little uneasy when you sat on the bench right outside the store under the lights. You hunched over as you sat there. Secretly hoping kit would come to take you home, even though you wanted to punch him in the teeth.

You don’t know whether it had been for a few hours or a few minutes you pulled your legs up to your chest and rested your chin on your knees.

You hung your head and didn’t notice the sound of an engine getting louder and louder. You heard the familiar sound of Kit’s truck pull up to the station and park right in front of you. You raised your head and saw Kit exit out of the truck with a bouquet of flowers in his hands. He looked at them timidly before looking back to you. You looked away wiping your nose on your shirt sleeve.

He stood in front of you and got down on his knees. You looked back to him and smiled just a little.

“Baby,” he started, “I am so sorry. You were right I am an asshole. I know you work hard and have to put up with me so, and I know that that’s not easy. I am so sorry, baby. You work so hard and I know I don’t show it but I appreciate it so much. I love you, baby. Please forgive me.”

You looked at him and your smile grew bigger, you took the flowers from his grasp and launched yourself into his arms. Surprised, he caught you and you both fell back onto the ground. When you saw he was okay you peppered his face with kisses and giggled at his expression.

“That’s all I needed to hear,” you said.

Kit stood up and wrapped his arms around you, pulling you into a tight embrace. You knew he was just mad and he didn’t mean any of what he said. But hearing him apologize and saying how much he loves and appreciate you just made it that much easier to forgive him. No matter what you loved this man with all your heart.

Kit pulled away from you and you looked into his dark brown eyes.

“We should probably get back, the stove is still on,” he said.


Those of us who stand outside the circle of this society’s definition of acceptable women; those of us who have been forged in the crucibles of difference – those of us who are poor, who are lesbians, who are Black, who are older – know that survival is not an academic skill. It is learning how to take our differences and make them strengths. For the master’s tools will never dismantle the master’s house. They may allow us temporarily to beat him at his own game, but they will never enable us to bring about genuine change. And this fact is only threatening to those women who still define the master’s house as their only source of support.
—  audre lorde, “the master’s tools will never dismantle the master’s house”, 1984
How my great-uncle Siegfried saved his entire family by punching a Nazi

So, my family were assimilated German Jews living in southwest Germany in a little town called Reinheim. And my great-uncle Siegfriend was both physically huge and also kind of a hot-headed young punk. It’s the mid-30s, and someone on the street calls him a “dirty Jew” so, naturally, Siegfried beats the shit out of the guy.

That evening, a mob starts to gather, wanting to lynch Siegfried for laying hands on a non-Jewish kid. The police come by the house and say “we know he was provoked, we’re not arresting him, but we’d like to take him into protective custody for the night to let this blow over.” He goes.

That night, someone at the police station lets the mob into his cell. They beat him nearly to death. When the police dump him at the family home the next day he’s caked in blood and nearly dead. The story I’ve heard always includes the line “his shirt was so full of blood it stood up on its own.”

And, of course, the mob is still coming for them.

That was the wake-up call they needed to get out of the country, early. It saved their lives.

Photo Diary Series (KMJ)

What does being married to Kim Namjoon (a.k.a. Rapmonster) really mean?

It means…

quiet time. Relaxing after dinner, reading books together, taking cute pictures - things like this. 

evening walks. Where he takes your hand, swinging it and mumbling how adorable you despite the messy hair and slightly chapped lips.

awkwardly waiting for the bus. Together, of course. But this also happened because he was late trying to find the perfect cap. 

getting hangry quite often. He prefers you to stop taking pictures of him so that the two of you can eat. 

heart to heart talks. Quite often. Because even though he’s a rapmonster, he still needs your reaffirmation of love. 

shy confessions as he stands at the front of your new house, wanting to paint the driveway but scared to dirty his white shoes.

stumbling out to a perfect view like this. Nothing beats this view in the early morning after a late night. 

guilty adorable apologies. “Sorry I’m late back home, babe.”

But mainly, it means silly pictures against aesthetic walls, as he trusts you - and only you - as his photographer for Kim Daily.

Photo Diary Series: KMJ || KSJ || JHS || MYG || PJM || KTH || JJK

I Can Mend Him

Request: Hi can I have a request that draco gets hurt and breaks several bones and the reader takes care of him. Thanks I love your blog btw

Thank you! You’re so kind ((:
I hope you enjoy!

Warnings: Visionary of sex (no smut). Fluff.

Disclaimer: I mention Slytherin beating Hufflepuff and stuff along those lines. I have nothing against Hufflepuff it’s just the first house that came to mind.

Italics is Draco’s POV ((:

School has just started back up again. You were excited to see your boyfriend, Draco Malfoy. This year was going to be better than ever. It may be just like any other year but you just had a gut feeling it was going to be great.

“Ms. Y/L/N, it’s my pleasure to see you again.” A familiar, husky voice spoke. You spun around and your Y/E/C orbs met Draco’s blue ones. You missed seeing him and you were glad to be back. You laughed at him and gave a quick peck.

“I miss you so much! I can’t wait for this season.” You squealed happily. That was probably your favorite thing about coming to Hogwarts. You loved watching quidditch even though you weren’t very good, it was still fun to watch. It made it even been since Draco had been made the team captain.

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Our Little Princess● Peter Hale x Reader●

Originally posted by teenwolf--imagines

Synopsis/Request: It’s About Peter and I had sex but we didn’t use protection. So nine months later, the pack was in the Hale house and Scott hears suddenly two Heart beats, from me. He ask what’s wrong With me But I don’t want to scare peter. And then suddenly I feel a huge pain in my stomach. So they take me to Melissa McCall and Deaton and then peter finds out it’s his baby. And it must be a baby girl named Talia.

Can you do that for me? X


WARNINGS: Smut, sex, I guess rough sex? Fluff, pregnancy things, giving birth, a freaked out Peter, plus pack freaking out.

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Your hands gripped the bedsheets tight, your eyes squeezing your eyes closed, as Peter thrusted into you harder.

“Oh fuck” you moaned, as you felt your orgasm come over you.

“Scream my name” Peter growled, as he wrapped his hand over your neck, not chocking you.

Thrusting into you harder.

“Peter” you screamed, as you orgasmed.

Peter thrusted into you a couple more times.

“(y/n)”he growled, as he climaxed, letting go of your neck.

“Wow” you gasped out, as Peter rolled off of you.

“I know, I’m just that good” Peter smirked.

You let out a laugh, before hitting him in the chest.

“What you’re out of breathe because I’m good at making you cum” Peter said.

“Cocky much” you mumbled, cuddling into his side.

“You love me” Peter said, his hand running up and down your back.


It’s been nine months since you and Peter had sex.

In those nine months you found out you were pregnant. You hid it well from him, wearing oversized jumpers. Well that’s what you thought. He hadn’t said anything to you about it. Which was great. You didn’t know how he would react, what if he left you all alone to take care of the baby. You couldn’t handle being without him.

“You alright?” Peter asked, as he grabbed your hand, his other hand on the wheel of the car.

“Yeah” you mumbled, looking at him.

“You zoned out there for a second” Peter said, his thumb rubbing soothing circles on the back of your hand.

“I’m fine, just tired” you lied.

“Then maybe we should head back home” Peter said, turning the car around.

“No Peter” you shouted.

“But they don’t like me and you’re tired, I think that’s a perfectly good reason not to go” Peter grunted.

“There my friends” you mumbled.

“You’re not even their age” Peter grunted.

“I’m the same age as Derek” you mumbled, your belly started to ache.

“I know” Peter grumbled.

“Peter, just do this for me” you grunted out, cringing as you felt another pain.

“Are you sure you’re alright?” Peter asked, as he stopped the car, noticing that you were discomfort able.

“Yeah, I’m fine must of eaten something bad” you grunted out.

“Okay, I still think we should head home” Peter said, as you let go of his hand.

“Just drive” you snapped.

“Fine miss grumpy pants” Peter grumbled…


Everything was going alright with the pack. Expect for your stomach ache got worser. You sat down.

Scott stood in front of you.

“Can I talk to you alone?” Scott asked, as he helped you up.

“Sure” you sighed, as he walked into the hallway.

“What’s up?” you asked.

“Are you okay?” Scott asked, concern clouding his eyes.

“Of course I am, I’m fine” you said.

“Then how come I can hear to heart beats?” Scott asked, making you get annoyed.

“Everything is fine” you grunted out.

“Are you pregnant?” Scott asked.

“No, maybe” you grumbled, letting out a gasp.

“(y/n)”  Scott said, as the pain started to get more intense.

“Maybe I’m not alright” you grunted out, as you grabbed his shoulder painfully tight.

Scott wrapped his arm around his waist, taking you past the pack.

“What did you do to her?” Peter yelled.

“Nothing, she just suddenly started grunting she’s in pain Peter” Scott defensively said.

“It hurts” you groaned, as you fell to the floor, clutching your stomach.

“Maybe we should take her to Deaton’s” Liam gasped out.

“She’s not a werewolf” Peter snapped.

“He kind of has a point, maybe it’s something to do with you and your relationship, maybe someone’s hurting her to get to you” Scott said, making Peter roll his eyes.

“No” you whined.

“Fine, but after that she’s going to a hospital” Peter grumbled, as he helped you up, his arm around your waist.

“(y/n), were going to Deaton’s” Peter said, as Derek wrapped his arm around your other side.

You let out a scream, as they moved you.


Deaton raised his eyebrows as he saw you cringing.

“(y/n), she’s in pain and we thought” Scott said.

“A hospital would have been better” Peter grumbled.

“She can come through but he can’t” Deaton said, as he looked at Peter.

“I’ve got her” Derek said, as he helped you walk.

Derek gently put you down on the cold table.

“Where does it hurt (y/n)?” Deaton asked.

“My stomach” you groaned.

Deaton pressed his hand against your abdomen.

“You’s should take her to she’s in labour” Deaton said.

“Wait how do you know that?” Derek asked.

“She’s pregnant, and her pants are wet”

All of them looked down towards your jeans. Making you uncomfortable.

“Hospital it is” Derek grumbled, as he helped you up.

Derek looked at peter when he walked into the waiting room.

“I heard” Peter said, as he picked you up bridal style.

“Peter, I” you mumbled.

“Sh, babe, let’s just get you to the hospital” Peter said.

“I’ll take her to the hospital myself” Peter said, walking out the door.

“Don’t kill her” Malia yelled.


“Where is the nursers when you need them” Peter grumbled.

“Help, I need some help, my girlfriend is about to give birth” Peter shouted.

“Peter what if it’s a werewolf baby and I die” you grunted out, as the pain got excruciating.

“You’re being dramatic (y/n), you’re not going to die, and we will deal with that later” Peter said, kissing your sweaty forehead.

“I’m sorry, for not telling you sooner that you got me pregnant it’s just I thought you w-were, god it hurts, t-that you were going to leave me” you gasped out.

“Hey, sh, I forgive you. I suspected something but I didn’t want to insult you” Peter said.

“Oh my god, (y/n), Peter” Melissa said, as she ran towards you.

“Finally, (y/n)’s in labour” Peter said

“Wait your pregnant, oh my goodness, come on” Melissa said, as she took you and peter to a room.

Peter gently layed you on the bed.

“What are you doing?” you asked, as Melissa put an IV needle into your arm, connecting the tube to the IV drip.

“Sh, it’s okay (y/n), I’m going to go get a doctor” Melissa said, as she walked out of the room to get a doctor.

You let out a scream gripping onto Peters hand tightly.

“I swear if I die from this werewolf baby

“(y/n), how do you even know the baby is a werewolf? It could be a human like you” Peter said, making you roll your eyes.

“You were born a werewolf” you grumbled, squeezing his hand tighter, as another wave of pain came again.

“Yes, but your human” Peter pointed out.

“Shut up Peter, we wouldn’t be in this mess if you would have used protection” you growled. Glaring at him.

“You must be (y/n), I’m doctor smith, I’ll be here to see if your fully dilated” The doctor said, making you even more annoyed.

“That’s nice” you grunted.

As the doctor and Melissa walked close to you.

The doctor put gloves on them, sitting on a stool and sticking his finger into your cervix.

“(y/n), you are fully dilated, you’re going to give birth”

“Good” you groaned out, making the doctor smile.

The doctor took the gloves he wore off throwing them in the bin, then putting scrubs on as well as a new pair of gloves.

“Peter hold her legs back” Melissa said, as she hold your left leg back. Her hand gripped your, rubbing soothing circles on the back of your hand. Peter doing the same.

“When I count to three (y/n), start pushing” the doctor said, making you groan.

“Okay” you groaned.

“One, two, three” the doctor said.

You pushed hard, screaming in agony.

This went on about another hour before you finally gave birth.

You gasped for air, as Melissa let go of your leg and hand. Going to the newborn.

Peter kissed your forehead, letting go of your leg.

“I love you” Peter confessed, as he sat next to you on the bed, wrapping his arm around you.

“I love you too Peter” you said, tiredly.

“(y/n), Peter meet your little baby girl” Melissa said, as she carefully handed you your baby girl.

You and Peter smiled down at her sleeping form.

“She’s so beautiful” you said in awe, a happy tear falling out of your eye.

“Like you” Peter said, as he kissed your forehead.

“Sorry to wreck the moment but what are you going to name her?” the doctor asked.

“Talia Rose Hale” you said, looking at Peter with a smile.

“If you don’t mind” you said.

“I don’t” Peter said, as he kissed you on the lips.

“That’s our cue to leave” the doctor said, walking away.

“I’ll check on you three later, congrats” Melissa said, walking out of the room.

“Our little girl” peter said, as his thumb stroking the baby’s check.

“Our little princess” you said, leaning your head on Peters shoulder.

  • GUZMA: *Sitting down, hitting his chair with a fist* I'm disbanding team skull.
  • GRUNT: *Takes a step forward* But, Boss!
  • GUZMA: Don't call me boss, grunt!
  • GRUNT: Then, don't call me grunt, boss!
  • GUZMA: You called your boy boss, again! We've just disbanded, grunt!
  • GRUNT: Yo, you said, "grunt," To me, again, boss!
  • GUZMA: Grunt, are you try'na get a beat down by call'n me boss!?
  • GRUNT: I don't know boss, are you try'na mess with me by call'n me grunt!?
  • GUZMA: *Stands up from his chair* Rrgh!! Get lost!
  • GRUNT: A- alright, boss! *Runs out of the room*
  • GUZMA: I'm not your boss! *Goes up to the room's door and slams it*
Those of us who stand outside the circle of this society’s definition of acceptable women; those of us who have been forged in the crucibles of difference – those of us who are poor, who are lesbians, who are Black, who are older – know that survival is not an academic skill. It is learning how to take our differences and make them strengths. For the master’s tools will never dismantle the master’s house. They may allow us temporarily to beat him at his own game, but they will never enable us to bring about genuine change. And this fact is only threatening to those women who still define the master’s house as their only source of support.
—  Audre Lorde
Daddy Daughter Moments - BTS


Seokjin: Jin would definitely teach his young daughter how to be an incredible cook, just like him.

Yoongi: Yoongi would pretend it was a hassle bringing your daughter to work with him sometimes, but deep down he loved having his little princess in the studio with him, putting pink clips in his hair while he produced.

Hoseok: Whenever you left your husband and daughter alone, no matter how long you took running errands, you could always count on coming home to them dancing around the house in crazy costumes.

Namjoon: Namjoon would like to steal his baby girl at random times and take long walks around your neighborhood, talk to her about anything and everything, even if she was too young to understand yet.

Jimin: Jimin can’t say no, not to her pretty big eyes and cute pouty lips. Whatever she wants, she’ll get, even if that means his pink piggy tails go viral all over the internet.

Taehyung: Taehyung saves himself a beat down from you by sending you pictures of your precious little girl in the tub while you were busy at work, then another of him with a matching ‘stache and beard.

Jungkook: Not having a son to workout with everyday keeps Jungkook up at night, but that doesn’t stop him from teaching his girls the correct way to do push ups the moment you leave them alone.

Just thinking and, since Daryl will (most likely) arrive at Carol’s house only mere moments after beating the shit out of Richard, she’s probably going to see Daryl’s bloody, bruised knuckles and probably, she will patch him up which means 1). Daryl will (hopefully) explain what happened with Richard and we’ll get to see Carol react to Daryl’s protectiveness, and 2). there is a good possibility that Gimple will take a page from many fanfics’ book (again) and have Carol and Daryl share cute, awkward, lingering eye-contact while she’s cleaning and bandaging his wounds.

January 10, 1917 - “Silent Sentinels” begin Two-and-a-Half Yearlong Protest for Women’s Suffrage

Pictured -  Taking to the streets.

Woodrow Wilson might have looked out his window on January 10, 1917, to see a protest, but he probably did not predict it would be there six days a week for the next two-and-a-half years. Picketing outside the White House was a group of women with signs calling for equality and the vote. Organized by the suffragette organization the National Woman’s Party, the protesters were the “Silent Sentinels”.

Wilson did not take the protesters seriously at first, and laughed the display off by tipping his hat or inviting them in for coffee. As days turned to weeks, and then months, however, US governmental opinion soured. Beginning in late 1917, the police frequently harassed and arrested the protesters. On November 14, 1917, forty policemen followed orders to beat, brutalize, and torture many of the demonstrators, the “Night of Terror”.  Undeterred, the maintained their vigil every week until June 1919, when the United State Congress passed the 19th Amendment, giving women the right to vote.


Sirius Black x Reader

Request:  IMAGINE: sirius firsts sees y/n in the kitchens,(she’s a transfer 6th year so she just found it) shes hufflepuff & goes there alot to bake/talk with the house elves or relax and he keeps coming back under the cloak to watch her cuz he thinks she’s cute for dancing around to music while baking and he eventually goes without the cloak, talks for awhile and asks her out

Originally posted by your-harry-potter-imagines

Sirius stretches out a finger and tickles the pear on the painting, glancing around him to make sure the coast is clear. As it laughs, Sirius repeats the party menu in his head one more time. Taking the handle, he pushes the door open. Suddenly, he hears a tinkling laugh and freezes in his tracks.

“Thank you, Tooky!”

Heart beating fast, Sirius slowly pokes his head inside the door, and spies a girl with flour sprinkled all over her face. She takes a pan full of cake batter from a house elf standing next to her, then returns to the oven and places it inside.

Sirius tilts his head regarding the girl. He recognizes her from some of his classes, and remembers her name is Y/N, but he has never spoken to her before. He steps into the kitchen and quietly shuts the door behind him, walking to the edge of the room to observe the girl some more.

“Alright, these should be finished in a couple minutes,” she says, gesturing to where she placed the brownies. “Time to start on the icing!”

On her way to get the ingredients, Y/N pauses to turn up the radio and starts singing along to the song. When the song picks up, she stops preparing the food and takes the nearest house elf’s hands.

“Come on, dance with me!”

She leads the elf around the kitchen in time to the music, laughing and singing along to the music. The other house elves stand around them clapping along. Sirius feels a smile grow on his face and is barely able to fight the urge to join in. He quickly grabs everything he needs and, with one last glance backward, heads back to the common room.

“Wait, why exactly are you going back to the kitchen?” James asks the following night.

Sirius quickly stoops down and grabs the invisibility cloak from under James’ bed. “No reason, just hungry. You want anything?”

James narrows his eyes, slightly suspicious, but responds anyway. “No thanks.”

“Alright, see you later then.”

Sirius slowly pushes the door open again, and smiles when he sees Y/N again. She and the house elves are congregated around the fireplace as she reads them a passage from a novel. Sirius edges into the room, and sits down. He finds himself paying more attention to Y/N than the story, though – the way she tucks her long hair behind her ear when it falls in front of her face, the way she bites her lip slightly to keep herself from laughing, the way her glowing smile lights up the room…

Y/N shuts the book and leans forward to address the group, making Sirius snap out of his daydream. “It’s time for me to go, but I’ll be back tomorrow, okay guys?” She leaves after a multitude of hugs from the elves, after which Sirius finds himself wishing he could embrace her too.

“Seriously, mate? How come you’re hungry all the time?”

Sirius has been visiting the kitchens after hours every night for the past week. He’s watched her baking, singing, dancing, reading, and talking for hours on end, just trying to get the courage to reveal himself to her.

“I guess I just don’t eat enough at dinner,” Sirius responds with a shrug and continues searching for the invisibility cloak.

“The cloak’s not here, you know. Remus is using it… wanted to get some more studying in at the library,” James says, watching Sirius turn the room over.

Sirius wildly glances at James, running his hands through his hair. “Then what am I supposed to do?”

“Just go without,” James says unconcerned, picking up a snitch from his nightstand and absentmindedly tossing it between his hands. “Go on, mate, you’ll be fine. We’ve done it before.”

Sirius nods, taking a deep breath. “Yeah, you’re right. I’ll be fine. I’ll be fine.” He continues the refrain as he leaves the room, leaving a confused James behind him.

Sirius coughs as he enters the kitchen so that Y/N and the elves notice him. Y/N turns around, and her eyes widen once she sees who it is. Sirius smiles and extends a hand.

“Hello, love. I’m Sirius. Sirius Black.” Y/N takes his hand and gives him a tentative smile back.

“Y/N Y/L/N.” Sirius glances down at their joined hands and can’t help but notice how soft her hand in, and how perfectly they seem to fit together, and –

Y/N coughs and Sirius jolts, quickly letting go of her hand. Making a beeline for the table in the corner, Sirius starts pulling out the ingredients to bake brownies. Turning back around, he gives Y/N his most disarming smile.

“Would you like to help me?” he inquires. With a grin, Y/N nods and leads him towards the counter. Over the next hour, Sirius finds himself smiling more than he ever has with a girl.

When they pull the brownies out of the oven, they set the pan down on the table and eat the product while it is still hot. When Sirius reaches over for a bite, Y/N smears a particularly gooey piece on his nose. Sirius growls playfully and grabs part of a brownie and begins smearing it on Y/N’s face. Y/N laughs and attempts to push him away, but the pair ends up closer than how they began. The pair stares into each other’s eyes until the beeper for the second batch of brownies goes off on the oven, jarring them apart.

Sirius coughs and takes Y/N’s arm before she can turn around. “I’d – I’d really like to do this again sometime.”

Y/N blinks. “You mean –”

Sirius laughs and nods his head. “Yeah. Would you – would you like to?”

A small pink tinge appears on Y/N’s cheeks as she smiles shyly. “I’d love to.”

Okay Imagine Hide getting into a traffic accident where a car hit him while he was riding his bike. Kaneki gets a call for Hide’s weeping mother about Hide getting into an accident. Kaneki panickedly asks her if he is okay but she just keeps sobbing. Kaneki waits until she calms down, but that give him the chance to come up with a thousand different negative scenarios as to what could have happened to Hide: paralyzed, lost a limb, in a coma. All of them terrified Kaneki. Hide’s mother told Kaneki what hospital Hide was taken to and Kaneki ran out of his aunts house without a second thought. 

Kaneki has never been that athletic but he didnt stop running until he was inside the hospital. Kaneki impatiently waits until he’s told where Hide is located and he runs/jogs. He meets with Hide’s mom and hugs her, expecting the worst when she takes him to see Hide. And he’s lying there, beat up and brusied. His lip is torn, the left side of his purple and raw, he had a cast on his right and leg, his face also seemed puffy, and his skull was wrapped up. Kaneki broke down that moment. He knelt down next to Hide’s bed and touch Hide’s fingers, reacting to Kaneki’s skin. 

He asked if he can stay with Hide until he wakes up and she agrees (idk if hospitals would let this slide lmao) Hide doesn’t wake up as quickly as Kaneki expects, so Kaneki finds himself cleaning Hide’s face and arms and legs, (the nurses take care of the more intimate areas). Kaneki goes back and forth from the hospital to his aunt house. He brings Hide his homework he’s missed since he’s been hospitalized. Kaneki knew he’d do all of Hide’s homework if Hide made one complaint about not wanting to do it. Kaneki wouldnt lecture him either, he’d do anything for Hide at this point. 

One day, Kaneki arrived to the hospital and he hears cries from Hide’s room. He opens the door and Mrs. Nagachika looks at him with sadness and happiness all on her face and he turns to look at a pair of olive-green eyes observing him. Hide had woken. Kaneki practically throws himself at Hide but is careful not to hurt him.

“This is Kaneki Ken, Hide. He’s been helping us take care of you since you’ve been unconscious.” The doctor stated.

huh. Hide knew who he was, so why did the doctor…Kaneki felt his stomach drop.

A small timid laugh escaped Hide’s lips. It was nothing like Hide big boisterous laughs. Hide awkwardly scratched his cheek with a hint of blush dusting over his face.

“Thank you, Kaneki-san.” And Hide bowed respectfully as he could while he was sitting. “You are very kind.”

“Hide,” Kaneki choked out. Hide’s mom had an expression of pain and sorrow when she looked at Kaneki’s horrified face. “Hide, do you know who I am?” Kaneki pointed to himself, hysterically.

Hide scanned his face and furrowed his eyebrows. “I’m sorry, I don’t know who you are…I’m sorry.” Hide said in a weak, unsure voice.

Sun/Moon Spoilers

Idk if ya’ll knew or not,
But Guzma actually doesn’t drop off the face of the Earth after we beat the game, unlike what I predicted.


He goes back to his parent’s place, and asks you out.
You can take that how you want haha!
I’m just really happy rn c’:

Plumeria also heads back to what I assume is her house.

This is the first time since ORAS that the bad team bosses don’t just fuck off.

So many Caryl questions

1. Daryl will arrive at the creepy house without his vest,crossbow and bike. He will most definitely wear totally different clothes. Sure as hell Carol is going to notice that.

2. After 2-3 weeks of torture and beatings and running on too little/low nutrient food Daryl will be bruised from head to toe and he will be thin.Sure as hell Carol is going to notice that.

3. Daryl has a pretty serious gunshot wound and possibly a dislocated arm.Will hurt like a bitch(even if the arm has been relocated)Carol is going to notice that.

4. If I take a look at 1-3, is Daryl going to lie,lie,lie from arrival to departure?I can’t imagine him doing that. I do not want to imagine him doing that. And we already know he is going to lie at least about the lucille victims and his torture.

5. I wonder what non-ambiguous options there are for a sweet goodbye hug without talking or kissing. For there are no spoilers that talking or kissing took place in that moment. I can think about chin touch, cheek cupping,forehead or nose kiss,forehead touch,cheek stroking…. still not 100% clearly romantic,or?

  I am going with: There has to be some talking/kissing.

6. I do not understand Gimple. If episode 10 is kind of a confirmation of Caryl feelings, canon will not be a “surprise”anyway. Why is he telling this beautiful story in such an unworthy way?

anonymous asked:

Hey, I don't know if you're into Harry Potter or not but if you are, can you do a Hogwarts AU where Nico is in Slytherin and Percy in Gryffindor and are secretly dating because of the House rivalries?

Who’s not into Harry Potter? Lol

Nico sighed as he exited Transfigurations. The homework was piling as it usually did, and the last thing he wanted was to sit with textbooks all day. 

Graham Montague voice suddenly came into Nico’s earshot. He was talking about Quidditch, beating Gryffindor this weekend means Slytherin is in the finals against Hufflepuff. 

“We will clobber them,” Montague said. “With our new seeker, it’ll only take five minutes.” 

Nico rolled his eyes. He didn’t care about Quidditch as much as everyone else, and he knew it would be a tough game against Gryffindor. He wouldn’t hold his breath for the championship.

“Nico,” a voice called. Percy waved at him from by the wall. Nico smiled and met with him. “Hey, where are we going?” This information was needed now, before the other students noticed. It would be the third time this week they had gotten stares. 

“It’s beautiful outside. We can go out there by the lake. Bring your books so it’ll look like we’re studying.” Percy said and started walking to the front of the castle. They both hated that they had to be secretive, but if it ever got out that a Gryffindor and Slytherin were dating, they would never hear the end of it from their houses.

Nico kept a few feet away from Percy the whole walk out and down to the lake. Lots of students were out today, but luckily most were playing games. Percy sat in the grass facing the lake. Their school books were between them, but it wasn’t that much of an inconvenience. The memory of their steamy encounter the other night was enough for the lack of physical contact to be tolerable. 

“So, our anniversary is coming up. Do you want to sneak around more or just wait until next month on holiday?” Percy asked. He wasn’t that big on anniversaries, but he fell hard for Nico over the past year and would use any and every excuse he could to see him. 

Nico gave Percy a smile, a treat he only offered on occasion. “I guess we could sneak around a little more.” Nico grabbed Percy's hand in the grass, making sure it was hidden behind the stack of books. 

Scared Straight (facesitting story)

Meet Mike a 15 year old “thug”. Now I say “thug” because only thing he know about being a thug is listening to rap music. Mike is a bout 5’7 135lbs of pure douche. A white kid born in the suburbs but for some reason walks around like he is the biggest threat to mankind.  He steals from stores, been to juvenile 10 and takes a lot of pride in that, and breaks in to his neighbors houses. And he does it all with his little sidekick  Evan  also 15yrs old slightly smaller than Mike standing about 5’6 130lbs Asian kid who grew up with money but is rebelling from “the man”. Evan and Mike met in juvenile when they were 10 and have been in and out since. Neither of their parents know what to do with these kids. The constantly get in fights with of course (the kids they can bully and beat) and walk around like they are invincible.  Mike’s dad and Evan’s Dad talk to eachother after watching and episode of Scare Straight. Where they take these knucklehead kids an put them in jail with hard core inmates for a day or two. They looked around to see if they could find a program like this and sure enough they did. Except Cameras didn’t follow them around.  The program was in the innercity It was called “We’ll Fix Em” . Testimony of parents on the internet were all praising the program saying their kids went in terrible but came out never wanting to experience anything like that again and immediately started to straighten up. Excelling in good grades and behavior.  The Dad’s instantly signed up there kids. They didn’t tell their wives because they knew they would not approve.
The Day of they Dad’s tell each of their sons that they are rewarding them buy taking them out since its been a week since they hadn’t had to get them from juvenile.  As they were driving they pulled over to gas station both Dad’s got out of the car. Unknown to the kids it was all a set up. Soon as the Dad’s went into the store 2 huge bouncer guys came to both sides of the car opened it and before Evan or Mike could even try to fight back …they were instantly put into two huge mesh bags and pulled out the car only to be thrown into a near by van.  They hit the van floor with a thud laying on their backs both of them hit their heads and were slight disoriented. Then without warning what seemed liked to heavy giant size pillows landing on their chest and covered from their neck to their knees. The weight was so unbearable to the kids that they couldn’t even yell for help. All their energy went to breathing. They couldn’t figure out what was on top of them only that it was pinning them to the floor of the van and it was just enough weight on them to not crush them completely. They were stuck like that what seemed to be hours to finally they  felt the car stop. The weight lifted off them and they were relieved  to finally  get the full control of their lungs.  Before they knew the were being carried. They couldn’t see anything the mesh hole were so small it was like they weren’t there. It was obvious they were only there to not suffocate the ones in the bag. Shortly after they were dropped down on the ground again  but this time the bags were taken off them.  They got their first view of where they were. It was a big jail cell with only them to standing in it with a glass door preventing them to exit.  With a fairly large Mixed race guy outside the window.

Mike (trying to be the thug) Hey what do you think you muthafuckas are doing? You can’t keep us in here? Let us out or we’ll fuck you up and whoever ever brought us here.
Evan: Yea bitch. You better be luck your standing on the other side of the glass you cunt
Soon a speaker came on it was the Mixed Guy standing out side of the Glass. His name was Jordon he was the coordinator of this program. Jordon was 7ft 300lbs of pure man. Almost an olive color greek god. His body was in shape, and pecs were crazy, arms were huge and his lower half trumped that. His thighs could easily be twice the size of the little runts in the cell and that was just one thigh and those met up with the biggest bubble ass. Even from the front you could see his ass cheeks bulge out from the side in his khaki pants he was wearing which was barely containing his humongous backside
Jordon: Shut THE FUCK UP
His voice resonated so loud that it put a pause into the rant the kids were on.
Jordon: You little fuck think your tough huh. You aint shit. And by the time you leave here your gonna be on the best behavior of your lives.
Mike: Fuck you your fat fuck!! Look at your fucking tight ass pants don’t fit you FAT ASS. You pussy.  Come in here and we’ll see how tough you are
Evan: Hhaha. Yea bro he gotta be a pussy. How are you that big and scared to come and talk to us face to face. You a bitch. Let us out of here and we wont fuck your ass up later.
Jordon smiled at them and said: Ok you wanna see who’s a real bitch. Let’s see how long you last.
A buzzer sound went off and out of a back trapped door walked in to guys just as big as Jordon. One a was a big black dude 7’2 310 dark skin heavily tatted up thug name J-Ro. Huge upper body and once again an even bigger lower body. Legs and Ass so big that they had to custom make SWEAT Pants for him to wear and those still were tight on his ass. and Next to him was not as big but what he lacked in height he made up in width. He was 6’5 275 Puerto Rican guy name Chavez. He was built like a Running back majority of his weight was his base. He Butt came out so far it was almost like somebody attached on him and his thighs were like tree trunks. Especially to these little runts. He had on some Basketball trunks. Neither of these mega men had on underwear so even tho the kids weren’t gay they couldn’t help but notice when they walked towards them their thighs shake and their monster dicks swing back and forth.
Mike and Evan were taken back by these two guys that they almost stop talking shit. But Mike always being the tough guy
Mike: Hey Evan look more FAT ASSES!! Lol you guys are supposed to do what. You can’t fucking touch us bitch.
Evan: Where did you find these fuck up shaped guys. You guys look like fucking mutated humans look at how your built. Fags just like a bitch I watch on music videos.
Mike: I bet you hoe’s can twerk huh.
Jordon over the loud speaker “Have Fun Fellas” as he walked away. The boys for turned around to see him walk and for the first time caught a glipse on how big Jordon’s ass was. It was unreal. They both thought what the hell is this place. Why is everybody built like this. They both ran to the glass and banged on it
Both: Let us the fuck out of here. Hey fat ass come back here and get us out of here your fat fuck
They turned around to see the two giant size men now standing directly in front of them. Chavez was in front of Evan and J-Ro infront of Mike. Mike came to about J-Ro’s Stomach as he looked up he really saw that one of his legs are pretty much bigger than his whole body. And  Evan was dwarfed by the thickness of Chavez. From where the kids where standing in the front they could literally see both of these two men’s butt cheeks stick out from the sides and how big their bodies were period. The two men just stood their staring at them with the coldest stares.
Mike: What the fuck are you guy deformed or something.
Evan: Get the fuck away from. What are ya’ll gay or something.
Just then J-Ro spoke
J-ro: you hear that Chavez we must be deformed
Chavez: (laughs) Yea and we must be gay too huh. That hurts our feelings
J-Ro: Yea man lets leave.  These guys are too tough for us
Just then the giant men turned around and for the first time the boys could see how large their asses really were.  One of these mens cheeks were wider than both Evan and Mike combined.  As the two men Turned around even tho they were standing at slight distance their asses almost touched the two teens from sticking out so far. The Teens could smell their asses from where they were standing and instantly where disgusted.
Mike: Damn man get your Fat asses away from us they stink like shit
Evan: Do you guys no how to shower?
Mike got bold and decided to punch J-Ro right butt cheek and Evan Followed hitting Chavez in his ass too. As they made contact their hands sunk into their ass like their butt just absorbed the impact. Both of teens were stunned and didn’t know what to do.  J-Ro and Chavez looked at eachother and nodded and grinned evily and in swift motion backed all up squashing the boys against the glass with their mammoth asses. The teens didn’t know what happened until it was too late. They were now trapped inbtween both of these huge ass cheeks getting pulled deeper into there crack that seem to go on forever. From the other side of the glass it just looked like the two huge asses were trying to literally eat the kids. Their cheeks engulfed both tiny teens body so much that their torso and arms were being sucked into their asscrack and this was with pants on. Their cheeks touched the glass. The sight was almost like a pressed ham mooning prank against the glass from the other side except there are two bodies stuck in them. Unfortunately for Mike the loud mouth he had J-Ro who was 2 feet taller than him so his face was being sucked up his stinky ass too. Evan was doing to much better most of his face was being sucked In Chavez ass only his eyes and top of head weren’t. Evan was able to look over and see Mike virtually disappear as more weight was being pressed against him

J-Ro: He Vez remember he asked us of if we could twerk?
Chavez: haha. Yea lets show them.
The two men then bend down putting their hands on their knees. Which opened their ass crack slight and made the two teens sink deeper into their asses. Unfortunately this mad Even whole face now sink into Chavez ass in this position with the rest of his body. The two men began shaking their asses and laughing the whole time. Still pinning the two against the glass. The boys were freaking out.  They had done ass pranks to the people they bullied with their small butts but nothing like this. This was horrible and it smelled like crazy. They were able to catch breaths when the two giant ass separated and clapped back together on their puny bodies and faces. The guys kept this up for a few minutes and thought it was funny as hell. Then they stood back up and backed away from the squashing the kids on the wall. Only thing is they were stuck in between their asses . So the two giants walked around dragging them behind trapped between their butt cracks. Now they weren’t getting air the kids began to scream thinking they were gonna suffocate. The muffled sound felt good to the Big guys walked around with them trapped in their ass crack but they didn’t want them to pass out this was only the beginning. So the both reached back and pulled them out of their asses .The kids landed on their small butts with a thud and completely disoriented. Slowly their vision got unblurry and the two giants were standing over them looking at them
J-Ro: You think we finally shut these two up
Chavez: You know this goes.. that doesn’t happen until hours from now.
Chavez was right because sure enough
Mike: What the fuck was that you Fags. (trying to catch his breath)
Evan: Only girls would use their big asses like that. I knew you homos could twerk too. If that’s all you got then bring it on
Mike looked at Evan with a “shut up” look but couldn’t back down yet because he didn’t wanna seem weak.
Mike: Yea you fuck faces. You too aint nothing but a nigga and wetback.
This pissed the two Giant men off and immediately they grabbed each of them by the neck and lifted them off their feet.
J-Ro: What you call us white boy? See we were being nice because we knew you two phonies weren’t real threats.
Chavez: Yea but now you and  your little Asian friend here can get the real “fix a thug” treatment.
With that the two man tossed the boys on the two bed opposite of eachother on the walls. The two kids landed again on their backs and before they could get up both J-Ro and Chavez had leaped in the air and were coming down fast on the boys. All the teens saw where these two round masses of humongous flesh come crashing down on their chest. Both landed so hard it knocked all the air of the two teens. Evan and Mike thought they might of broken a rib how hard they landed on top of them. Luckily the beds were padded and so were the two huge asses on top of them although the weight was almost unbearable to the guys underneath it.  J-Ro’s and Chavez asses stretched from the kids thighs to the just below the kids faces.
Chavez: Oh I hope I didn’t break him
Laughing as he sat on top of Evan. Who was turning red from all the ass on top of him
J-Ro: Well I hope I did break mine
As he leaped and landed on Mike again causing mike to let out a faint yell of pain.
Mike struggling with all his might : Get……..Off….Me….Fat.  Amm
Before Mike could get it out J-ro and shifted slight putting PART of one of his cheeks to cover Mike’s mouth up to his nostrils.
J-Ro: That’s how we keep him quiet huh. Hows your’s doing Vez
Chavez looks down at Evan mouthing “Fuck You” to him
Chavez: This guys is a fighter let’s see if he likes this
Chavez up J-Ro and sled his whole ass over Evan’s face swallowing his head and face SIDEWAYS up his crack.  His left cheek was touching the bed on the other side of Evans head and his right cheek was still covering most his chest. From Evan’s Chin to the top of his head was now lost in Chavez asscrack in these basketball shorts which was the only thing stopping it from being even deeper
Mike cut his eyes over to see what happen to Evan.  And could see his head anywhere not even between Chavez thighs. All he saw was Evan lower body thrashing around  and his arms hitting Vez thigh and butt.
J-Ro: Hahaha Damn Vez that’s a good one. Let me try
Mike’s eyes got wide as he saw these massive booty cheeks slide over his face and like his friend was swallowed side straddle in the crack of this big black man’s larger than life booty
J-Ro: Ahh the screams feel good
Even tho in the room you couldn’t hear anything. Not even a muffled scream. The two giant asses had completely drowned out everything. The two guys sat on their runts face and laughed about it.
J-Ro: I gotta say I love this job
Chavez: Yea not bad for our community service huh?
J-Ro: Jordon had a good idea for this. Plus I was getting tired smothering the inmates hahah
Chavez: Me too.  Haha
The two were so in there conversations that they almost forgot they were sitting on the teens until they realized the trashing slowed
Chavez: Oh shit..
He and J-ro both slid back onto the kids chest. The teens slowly started coming to as they both slapped their faces to wake them up.
J-Ro: No no little bitch. Your not getting away that easy
Chavez: Was wrong man cant breathe huh?
Evan: (groggy) What are you…. Trying.. to.. Do. Kill us
Mike: (groggy) Suffocation … by… ass.. ..will get you..locked up
Chavez: Oh but we are already locked up.
J-ro: We came to teach you too a lesson. You wanna be hard and have everybody kiss your ass. Well show how it really  feels to kiss ass
Still trapped under the two. Struggling to breathe
Mike: You.. can’t ..Do..This..
J-Ro: Why not? Did you ask those people if you could break in their house”
Evan: Fuck them and Fuck that house and fuck you.
Chavez: And here I thought the white boy was the leader. Back under you go
Evan: Wait.. nooommmpphh….
Chavez slid back over on his face sitting harder this time
Mike watched again as the huge ass sat on top of his little friends face.
Mike actually laughed.
Mike: What you think this is supposed….to Break us?
J-Ro: Think?? Haha no I know it will. Trust me.
Just then J-Ro through his leg over Mikes tiny body straight out while the other leg straddle him on the floor. Mike Looked up and all he say was ASS and soo much he couldn’t even crane his neck enough to see around either cheek and now the weight was even more heavy.  J-Ro began to scoot back  it didn’t make to get closer to his face because even on his chest his ass spilled over barely touching mike’s face.
Mike: Wait…wait…wait
J-Ro: you though this was funny huh
Chavez had pulled Evan’s Face back out of his ass now and slid back down still cover the kids body. Booty spilling over on onside thight on the other side of his body and still heavy
Vez: Look at your friend. He thinks its funny? How about you?
Mike watched as the mountain of round ass cheeks encased in  sweats slowly started to  creep more and more on his face.  Until suddenly  J-Ro was sitting squarely on his face. Evan watched as his friend  disappeared into the huge ass. Nothing of his head could be seen and his thighs covered everything but his feet. His friend mike’s head and face had completely disappeared. J-Ro sat there without a care in the world.
Vez: See that kid. Now he’s gone hahaha. You wanna be next huh little punk. My ass is nice and smelly in these baskeball pants  I haven’t washed since I started this uhh teaching a month ago.
Evan didn’t know what to do. He was in shock still watching Mike. The way J-ro was seating all he could see was  Mike feet kicking just outside of his kneecap.
Vez: Oh your not so tuff now that your boy is vanished into my friends giant ass huh?
Then Vez Turned around like J-ro and sat on the kids chest facing his feet. Evan’s body once again suck into his crack. Vez slowly slid back up to his face and sat then slid back down… then back up  then back down. Evan pretty much became a little ass wipe for this massive thug. It was like watching a human thong being swiped in and out of his massive ass and he still had pants on. Finally he just sat square on his face. Now making even disappear completely…
The two big inmates laughed at the feeling of having these kids faces in their ass and not getting in trouble for it. It was a power to be able to dominate with the Ass they were blessed with. The laughed so hard that J-Ro farted and farted loud. So loud mike face and head viberated.
Chavez: DAmnnnn.. that was a good one. I can top it
Chavez who could make himself fart on cue did just that. A loud trumpet fart that  made Evan’s whole body shake. The two inamates then leaned over just enough so that their seats could breathe but still not leave the inside of their huge asses. The kids screamed but knew it was pointless. It was the worst smell they had ever smelt almost like they were being poisoned. It made them sick not to mention the smell of their asses. Apart them wished they just sit back down  so they couldn’t smell it anymore.
Mike: Oh God.. Oh God.. Ok Ok I give just get your fat fucking ass out of my face.
Evan: Please ok I’m sorry I’m sorry
Both talked into the huge ass hovering over
J-Ro: Now you promise to behave
Both teens: Yes yes…just get off us please
J-Ro and Chavez both knew they were just saying that to get off. They hadn’t even began to breaking process. Both Inmates got up as the teens laid their dazed.
Mike: I’m not gay but your asses are huge
Evan: I agree. I didn’t think a person could fit in there
Mike: Now get us out this place now. We apologized
Evan: Yea hurry up too.
The two Giant men turned and walked away talking to themselves to see if they had set a record for breaking a kid in place. While they were talking.

Mike: Hey Evan.. I don’t care how big these fags are any man gets hit in the nuts he’ll fold
Evan: Let’s sneak up behind them hit and then we can beat their asses while their injured
Mike: Bet
The two teens got up quietly ran up behind the two giants and struck both of them in the nuts. Only thing is they didn’t move away quick enough. The Two large men did fall but they dropped ass first on top of the teens squashing them on the hard floor with all their weight on top of their back. The teens where crushed to the floor so hard they were turning red. They now realized the guys hadn’t been using all of their weigh on them. The air was being squeezed out of them on this hard floor as the two giants held their nutz and sat fullweight on top of the teens. Not only could the teens not breathe they felt there torso being sucked into those deep huge ass cracks again. The two Big booty men were now pissed off. Its not time to really break them.
They regain their composure and realized they were sitting on the kids squashing air out of them. So they held them down and stood up pulling them from their cracks. Lifted the half dead kids up like rag dolls and tossed back on the bed. The kids were so dazed from the squashing they could even move. All the could do was hold their ribs from the pain that was just caused they even notice that the two giants and removed their pants and shorts just pass the bottom of their expansive behinds. Before the knew two flung themselves back on their seats ass first facing the kids feet landing with a hard thud.  Once again hurting the two teens. But now they got to see how big the two asses really were. Their clothes they had on had contained them. Mike was looking up once again at the huge dark chocolate ass that’s now has no fabric blocking his crack is starting to suck his body into. J-Ro sat that his head was the only thing sticking out of his deep crack. Mike felt his whole body go up inside this huge ass. He could even see J-Ro’s head. All he could see was mounds and mounds of muscle/jiggly black ass. Evan was in the same boat sinking deep into Chavez ass crack. Both Giant men stoping right before their faces. The two boys were now legit scared. Evan couldn’t see anything but Vez smooth brown  ass engulfing his tiny body. Then it happen the Two inmates looked at eachother and slid back all that ass on to the scared tiny kids faces.  And sat there with both their feet outstretched on the kids bodies. The kids under then just disappeared.  They both Sat and wiggled and grinded on the tiny facial features. The teens felt like there were In another dimension how deep they where in their ass.  Soon air was need and the two big men know it. So they lifted up slightly giving them air but still in the crack of their ass so all the kids got were stinky smelly sweaty ass and then BRRTTTTTT a fart from both of them that almost made the two pass out. They were stuck left only to breathe that gas. The Two inmates farted on their faces for 30 mins until they kids almost passed out just from the gas fumes. The kids barely coherent were fading from being literally trapped in a mega phat ass.
J-Ro: You want us to stop this?
He heard the kids muffle out a yes
Vez: Ok stick your tongue out both of you.
The kids didn’t want to but at this point were highly defeated. So they both stuck their tongues out only to have both Men sit back down fullweight again burying their tongues straight up their holes. The inmates grinded and bounce heavy on there face and tongue now.  The kids were so disgusted they wished they could pass out. Both of them started to cry thinking they would never escape this torture. They should of never pissed these two massive ass inmates off.  They started to fee for lack of oxygen thinking they would let them breathe. They had before but no such luck this time. The inmates just sat there and talked to eachother like nobody was even under them. And to them if it was for their tongue in there ass they wouldn’t even feel them. It was like just sitting on a lumpy bed.  They sat until the knew the kids had completely passed out. The rolled over on their stomachs on the bed bringing the kids and their body with them trapped in their ass. The kids looked like they were in a ass sleeping back stuck face first limp in between the two’s  huge ass cheeks.  
J-Ro: this was easier then the others huh
Chavez was looking back admiring the little Asian kid inbetween his ass.
Chavez: Yea they look sleep should we let em go
J-Ro : lets wait til the wake and do it one more time for good measure
About an hour of the kids sleep in these guys asses they started to stir. The two inmates pulled their face up from their asses but leaving their arms and body trapped inside there long deep crack.
J-Ro: So do you guys want to come back and meet us or will you be behaving from now
Mike: (drained and defeated) I’m sorry man I’m sorry (he said crying) Just let us go and we’ll never do anything wrong again
Evan: Yea (sobbing) Please nothing can be worse than this. I don’t wanna come back. I’m done
Chavez: Should we believe them J?
J-ro had a grin on his face: One more time to make sure
With that the both pushed the sobbing and pleading teens face back in their asses and this time rolled on their sides and backed into the padded wall behind the bed trapping the teen once again in their ass pinned against the wall.
Chavez: If you wan’t us to skip the farting stage you need to
Before he finished he felt the tongue go up his ass and J-Ro did too.
J-Ro: aww they don’t like our farts Vez haha
If you were standing from in the room it looked like the two guys where just lying on their sides. There massive fram and asses covered every bit of the tiny teens. They let the teens breathe off and on as long as they were licking their ass. Soon Jordon came by the glass and tapped signaling time was up. So the Inmantes  thrust their heavy ass back against the teens faces until they met their fate of passing out again.

When Mike and Evan woke back up they were back in the car at the gas station. Had it all been a dream. Then they noticed both their dad’s walk out the store with the man they had seen from the other side of the glass. It was…. It was JORDON. He walks to the car with both of their Dad’s and looks insdie. The boys immediately freeze up as he stick his head through the window

Jordon:  Ok boys, you have a nice night. Well I be seeing you again soon?
Mike and Nate: (terrified) no sir, not at all
Jordon: Good because just know (he whispers) Me and  twin brother are worse.
He turns around and walks away as the kids watch his massive cheeks jiggle back into the store. Both Their dad’s jump in
Mike’s Dad: How you feel?
Evan’s Dad:  Do we need to come back here again?
Both Teens: No sir…
The two dad’s smiled and drive away with fixed kids