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IS Daehyun V?

Well it’s possibly still too early to tell, but here are some hints we already have.

These are the solo teasers we have so far and already I spot some differences. Notice how Jongup is holding his rose, Daehyun, on the other hand has his rose in a vase beside him. In V for Vendetta, V placed a red rose on the chest of those he killed to commemorate their death. Jongup holding his rose could mean that he is killed by V. There is also a difference in background. Jongup is in some sort of alley, Dae is inside of a house…..one that looks sort of familiar.

The gray colored wall paper looks quite similar to the one behind Daehyun, perhaps this is his house? Daehyun’s picture is also cropped a bit, there’s a lamp peaking in the side of his photo but you can’t see it because of the cropping.

Daehyun was kind enough to post the uncropped image on his instagram! As you can see the lamp in his photo is also similar to the lamp in the puzzle, and what’s that? Is that a mask? Well it seems as though the V for Vendetta theme is indeed confirmed, but is Daehyun V? I believe so, but we’ll see what other teasers might tell us.

okay but can we talk about Alec having Max’s party at Magnus’ loft??? Having shadowhunters, his parents.. AT HIS BOYFRIENDS HOUSE???? A man a warlock and one of the most important, feared and powerful downworlders??? Alec who was so scared he had to make up a girlfriend, Alec who feared his siblings would turn their backs on him, Alec who was going to MARRY A WOMAN. Alec who always knew he couldnt have what he wanted until Magnus came along. Alec who said enough. And he really meant enough.

anonymous asked:

"Imagine Fushimi was lying sick on his bed in Scepter 4 dorm and he was so sick he thought he was at his old house then he start calling out Yata’s name several times but at the end no one actually came." i found this on imaginesarumi @tumblr and it broke me! IM CRYINJ

I swear I have at least one if not more doujinshi where this happens and it’s heartbreaking every time. I always imagine the first time Fushimi fell sick while he was in Scepter 4 he probably felt like this, like at this point he hasn’t made any friends yet so no one’s really around to dote on him except Munakata and Munakata can’t be there all the time. The first time he feels ill Fushimi of course tries to ignore it, he goes into work like normal coughing and sneezing and his superior officers glare at him but anyone who dares to suggest he go back to the dorms gets snapped at. Fushimi continues to go into work sick for the next two days and finally the fever catches up with him and the next day he just can’t even get out of bed, he’s too weak to do anything but shoot Munakata a quick text saying he’s not coming in to work. Munakata would I think come check on him and probably finds Fushimi tossing and sweating in the bed with a high level fever. Even so Fushimi’s conscious enough to tell Munakata to go away when he tries to suggest that Fushimi go to the infirmary, Fushimi’s like ‘I can handle myself, leave me alone,’ already falling back into the old childhood habit of not needing anyone when he’s sick because he’s learned what happens now, when you let someone be precious to you. Munakata agrees not to make Fushimi go to the infirmary but probably does insist on bringing him some soup and checking on him periodically, if the fever gets too high Fushimi’s going to the infirmary whether he wants to or not.

Once Munakata leaves Fushimi just clicks his tongue and rolls over, pulling the covers over his head and basically doing his level best to will the fever away. At some point he falls asleep and starts having this really vivid fever dream of waking up in his old room back at that empty mansion. Dream!Fushimi sits up in bed shocked and gasping, looking around at the room he remembers too well and for a moment he just feels this jolt of pure panic, like wait did I dream everything else, what if there’s no Scepter 4 and no Kings and no clans and no Misaki, what if all this was just a hallucination brought on by fever and I really have been alone from the start. Then maybe he starts to hear footsteps coming up the stairs and Fushimi begins to hyperventilate a little because he knows who those footsteps belong to. He throws the covers over his head, repeating over and over to himself that Niki’s dead, he died and Fushimi saw the body, but he can’t stop shaking. His fingers clench in the sheets and finally he grits out Yata’s name in just this small, plaintive cry: ‘Misaki.’ Fushimi can hear the door start to creak open and he repeats it again, Misaki, Misaki, because didn’t Misaki say it, that if Fushimi called he would come, didn’t Misaki say his ears were good enough to hear from even far away and yet no matter how many times Fushimi says it the door keeps creaking open even more.

Finally there’s a slam as the door opens all the way and Fushimi sits bolt upright in his own room at the Scepter 4 dorms, shocked into wakefulness. He’s still groggy though and he reaches out blindly for Yata’s hand, muttering that he just a nightmare and Misaki get me a drink and he almost falls off the bed as he realizes that he’s been reaching for nothing. Fushimi says Yata’s name again, almost timid, and then he finally raises his head and remembers that he’s in Scepter 4 now and Misaki’s not here, Misaki won’t ever be here. Fushimi feels this sudden rush of hatred for himself and everything else as he laughs bitterly to himself, like you came this far to get away from that weakness remember. When Munakata comes back in to check on him Fushimi won’t even look at him, coldly telling Munakata to leave the soup on the desk and that he’s fine, Fushimi has always been able to take care of himself when he’s sick and he doesn’t need anyone else, even as his hands clench tighter around the sheets and he has force each word out around gritted teeth.

My reaction to the new Phillip Pullman trilogy announcement.

I remember crying at that final scene in the Amber Spyglass. I was sat in a chair in Spain as a 13 year old boy on holiday, weeping. To this day I rate it as one of the saddest, most heart wrenching moments in literature, certainly in children’s literature. 

That trilogy bookmarked my movement into adult literature, as if by reading it I had prepared myself for a move towards more hard hitting emotional books.

But did there need to be more on Lyra? I don’t think so.

I agree that the world Pullman created was fascinating and the characters compelling, but we had closure on Lyra, it was all tied together. Why does there need to be more?

I appreciated Lyra’s Oxford and “Lyra and the Birds”. It was short, sweet and was a great little side show. But can Lyra develop much further without confusing what makes her character unique?

I would have much preferred a different set of characters, a different city and more on dust (of which I’m sure there will be given the title). More of Lord Asriel’s story perhaps? I’m not sure. 

It’s also worth noting that Pullman has went from publishing with Scholastic, to Random House (Penguin). I’m wondering how much Random House paid for the privilege…

Act Like You Love Me

A/N: If this seems familiar to anyone, I wrote something alike on another blog a couple years back (belonging to another fandom, football), but then I listened to Act Like You Love Me a couple weeks ago and I wanted to work with this again. I have like two more part of this story, but I don’t know if I will post them, or just leave this as a one shot.

Word count: 1,786

Act Like You Love Me

January 7 th, 2023

“Baby, say goodbye to daddy” You said, looking down at your beautiful baby daughter.

She sent you a friendly smile reaching her eyes, which shortly reminded you of Shawn when he was younger.

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Can we talk about how sweet and gentle Thomas Hamilton is though…

Like the way he waited for James to lean in to him before he kissed him.

Or how he waited for James to turn and look at him, to meet his gaze before bumping their foreheads together.

Or how he cut himself off from reading to smile when he realises James was looking at him.

Or how even after his father was rude and insulted him and his friends he was the one who broke the silence first and was amused that James had told his father to leave his own house.

Or how apparently he forgave Peter for his betrayal.

Thomas Hamilton is a literal angel and it’s unfair that he had to suffer for the sake of plot.

anonymous asked:

okay but what did keith do the entire time when he was in the desert?? did he just make conspiracy theories all the time??? what did that boi do?? my personal hc is that he draws a lot and probably has an entire stash of art in his cabin house thing

I was thinking this too!

I like to think that he drew lots of the desert landscape and some stuff inspired by the Blue Lion images in the cave.

Artist Keith sounds cool

things you said too quietly

You think love should be loud.

You think love is fucking into walls and screaming at the top of your lungs and laughter, loud, uninhibited laughter that rings throughout the house for ages after it’s left your mouth.

Shawn thinks love should be quiet.

Shawn thinks love is whispers in the dark and wet kisses to the forehead and the sound of his t-shirt swishing in the middle of your thighs as you traipse around his house like you’ve lived there your whole life.

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“It’s a constant series of little things, you know? Like the way he struts in the corridors like he owns the entire school.”

“Of course,” Niall agrees. He’s probably being sarcastic but Harry is too worked up to care.  

“Or the way Gryffindor students are clearly his favourites.”

“Didn’t the Slytherins also vote him teacher of the year last year?” Niall asks with a confused frown and that’s a reminder Harry could have gone without if he’s being completely honest with himself. He hadn’t particularly enjoyed the knowledge that even the students of his own house preferred a lionhearted fool to their own Head teacher. “Can’t be that unfair if even Slytherins like him.”

“He keeps mixing all sorts of cereals in his bowl at breakfast!” Harry replies, choosing to completely ignore Niall’s logical arguments.

Niall gasps dramatically, putting a hand on his chest. “Un - for - gi - va - ble,” he says slowly with a smirk on his face.

- A Fully Armed Battalion (To Remind You Of My Love) by @mediawhorefics

     Vladimir’s favorite tea is a spiced chai blend from Ionia. Dmitri used to hoard tins of it and then eventually made his own blend. But Vladimir will drink mostly anything, but if he decides the tea is low quality, he’ll dump loads of sugar and milk into it and watch the host wrinkle their nose in disgust. 

Eliza is building a school in Thailand!! 

Bob is building his house and working on his garden!!

Bellarke AU where Clarke goes to Thailand to volunteer and Bellamy is the contractor. 

He also plants a garden and builds a playground for all the children 

and they fall in love 

WHO’S WRITING THIS?

How to adjust your pronoun usage

This is just an occasional friendly reminder that my pronouns are they/them. One trick I’ve heard that works well for some people is to pretend that I have a mouse in my pocket and you’re referring to both of us (at least when using a pronoun; obviously when referring to me by name you’d still conjugate things singularly).

Also I know that adjusting can be hard! It’s okay to make mistakes. If you do accidentally use the wrong pronouns and realize it, the best thing to do is to just correct yourself (out loud) and move on. For example: “I went over to his house - sorry, their house - and played with their cat.” This has the benefit of both helping yourself mnemonically, and reminding others around you as well, making it easier for everyone.

Please don’t internally shout at yourself (because those reminders don’t really work and only leaves me feeling bad), and even worse, don’t go into a long-winded apology, since that just puts me on the spot and makes everyone feel bad.

And of course the above applies to anyone whose pronouns are different than you know them as, for whatever reason.

Twin Invasion

John (left) and Nick (right) Vasquez were brothers, John was the youngest brother and Nick the oldest. Also, he was hulkier than his brother even if both of them were beefcakes. John wasn’t a stereotyped jock like his brother, in fact, during his puberty he was frequently mocked for being skinny compared to his hunky big brother. Out of jealousy, he worked out until he was enough manful but still not like his brother. It was funny because when they were children, John much more of a man than Nick, the nerd who was watching cartoons every day and was passionate by paranormal, he was even nicknamed “Dib” because he had a small dick and was more like a baby. Then a growth spurt somehow turned him into an alpha male which changed the sibling hierarchy. Unknown to John, it was half true, in the past, Nick secretly went out of his house to find proof about a 7000 foot slug monster living in the forest, instead he found a strange and glowing stone and when he touched it, his muscle mass instantly increased. It was finally his chance to be the big man, to date Natasha Irken and be the favorite son. However, his ambitions quickly grew stronger as he dumped Natasha to date sexier girls and ruined John’s adolescence. When the two of them became a pair of Adonis, they started a successful model career. However Nick was renowned for being the bad boy archetype while John was the bachelor that every girl should be lucky to marry. Soon, John and Natasha’s wedding was announced everywhere which made Nick laugh because he didn’t thrusted into that couple. In spite of, in the inside he hated that Natasha was in love with John, not because he loved Natasha but because he loved his brother. During their childhood, his little brother was the one protecting him against his bullies and when they grew up he kept being his dear brother. Maybe he was too possessive or just envious that John only needed his charming behaviour and his good looks to have a lot of fans while Nick had to break the law to be famous. No, it was more than that, Nick wanted his brother to be jealous, to look at him, to lust after him, but now it was obvious that because of his teasing, his little brother hated him. What he could do to cope with his sadness? Alcohol and orgies were the only things which worked. Besides, John was homophobic and even Nick was disgusted by his feelings toward someone of the same gender. But today it was different, he would reveal his love to him, so he picked the lock of his brother’s house and waited for him.

Meanwhile, John was exiting his studio to jog as the flamboyant photographer wanted a real sweaty man for art, it was more because he wanted his queer dick to look at some real man, thought John. Then, he put his earphones and ran around the studio. As he was about to return to the studio, he saw a glowing light in the forest and head toward it. Close to it, he noticed a rock with numerous holes but the light had disappeared. As he leaned his head near to the rock, he was hypnotized when the glimmer returned, but nothing could have warn him about the thing inside it.

-What the fuck is that little shit?

-Hey! Bow in front of me, the Great Zim! You miserable and insignificant human!

-Hahaha! I can’t believe that! I must shoot this!

-Stop it! My picture only deserved to be represented by the most skillful painters of the Universe!

-Ha! What would you? Tickle my balls?

-Ggrrrr! You leave me no choice, lesser rank specie. It’s time for the INVASION!

The tiny green man grabbed his advanced gun and shot a giant net which captured John and pinned him to the ground. As he was squirming and groaning, Zim pushed a button on his gun which electrified the net as John screamed. Consequently, Zim smiled and jumped into his open mouth. His eyes widen as the alien crawled into his brain and digged itself in it. “AHHH! GET OUT OF MY HEAD! NNGGGG!”. John groaned and convulsed before cooling down and smirking as he torn off the net. “Hmm. This vessel is strong, it would be useful… I hope you enjoy your point of view, because Zim the Invader just have invade your body! You should be honored to be the host of an intergalactic conqueror! *Sniff* What a virile scent you have and that voice, yesss… but this body needs more hair.”. Zim/John searched into his meteorite and found a syringe that he injected in his neck which developed his hirsuteness.  

-Much better.

-Finally Jonh, we found you! Bring your dull butts here, we have some pics to shoot!

-Silence, human! You shall respect your emperor and call him and only… Well, I have a new form now and it would be a shame to waste this excellent piece of meat… I agree, vermin. But you shall call me by this only name, Great great emperor king with the royal and majestic and humongous staff.

-Alright… Follow us then, Great great emperor king with the royal and majestic and humongous penis.

-What’s a penis?

-… You know, we can talk about that after our work, gorgeous.

-Fine, I’m pleased to see that you are ready to serve your sovereign.

-Every time.

The photo shooting was unusual yet more lustful than expected. Zim didn’t listen to the photographer and instead explored his new body in front of the aroused cameraperson. As the extraterrestrial was possessing a human body for the first time, his reactions were real unlike the past John’s acting. The best was probably the pic where the model flexed his bulky biceps and shown his amazing hairy armpit whereas sweat poured from his messy hair to his tank top.

-I don’t know how you get all of that hair but I love it!  

After that, he left the studio and used his host’s memory to return at his house which was curiously unlocked. When he entered, he raised an eyebrow when he saw someone looking almost like him.

-Fascinating! Is that a new type of mirror?

-John!

-*High pitched* AHHH! I mean… *manlier* AHHH! Who are you?

-Don’t laugh with me John, it’s important!

-Fine… Hmm… Eric.

-Nick.

-Yeah Nick… Dear brother.

-Alright weirdo John… It’s kinda complicated but… I love you.

-And?

-And? What do you think about that?

-I think nothing, it’s your problem Nick if you want to lose time with foolish emotions, I have a planet to conquer!

-What are you talking about, John?

-Haha. The man you called John is my prisoner and my vessel, his body is mine just like the Earth! I am Zim the Invader! Supreme ruler of the Solar System and even more!

-John are you alright? You sound like a space being.

-What a… This is what I’m telling you since the beginning you dunce!

-Come on John, extraterrestrial doesn’t exist!

-You’re sure?

John grinned and use his net gun on Nick who couldn’t do nothing as he watched his little brother falling on the floor before a greenish creature exited his mouth.

-What the… Who are you?

-I AM ZIM! Do you hear that?! Your brother is mine forever!

-Noo! I will break free and squish you like a bug!

-Haha! Try!

-Ooh, my head… Nick? What’s happening.

-Well well, looks like my host is waking up, not for a long time!

Zim rushed into John’s shorts and into his member which made John yelling in pain as he gripped his penis.

-AAARGGHH! PLEASE HELP ME NICK!

-JOHN! No please! Take me instead!

-UNNNGGGG! IT IS MY BODY! STTOOOP IIIIIT! NOOOooo… Bone.

-John?

-Bone… bone boo bone bone, BOONY-BOONY-BONE, bone bone… BONER! Yes! I found the password of this human’s mind. Boner! Now I know everything that little Johnnie know, big bro. Did you know that because of you, your little brother was really sad? Boo-hoo. Fortunately he lifted iron and became this handsome dreamboat! Nevertheless, it wasn’t enough for daddy and mommy, it was always you the favorite son, even if you were a hooligan and a womanizer. So poor Johnnie had to prove that he is a respective man, not like you! Are you really thinking he cares about that Natha-slut? Hahaha! He wasted his whole life because of you, big brother! But now it’s finished, no more little Johnnie, only iron John, the lady-killer!

-Wait-wait! Could you at least release me?

-Don’t worry Nickie-boy, I’m sure that my big brother is strong enough to free himself. You know what? Maybe I need a little training before the real deal!

The new and hairier John took off his top as he rubbed with his large hands his burly torso, travelling on his light chest hair to his nipples and pinched them which made him moan as they were touchy, twisting them between the grip of his rough fingers.

-OOh! This receptacle is really sensitive but so entertaining.

-Don’t call my little brother a receptacle!

-Why? This what he is, a flesh container for my noble self… But I have to admit that I prefer this new skin over my past one.

John smirked with an arrogant smile that wasn’t his, he continued his provocation by sticking out his tongue and thrusting the air as his hands travelled on his sculpted abs and his hard package. It wasn’t his little brother anymore, he would never let his body being that hairy and unclean and that face, no it wasn’t him. It was nothing but a haughty and libidinous sexual beast. The filthy creature pursued by tearing off his short which revealed his hard member as he placed his dick between his hands and run them backwards and forwards to spin it like a fire stick. Nick tried to remove the net but he wasn’t strong enough and was forced to watch the whole scene. John groaned as he grasped his penis and fondled it. Nick couldn’t believe it, his brother always wanted a shaved body, but Nick had to admit that he loved the way of his precum falling into his pubic hair and on his hairy legs, he wanted to suck it for him, but he was disgusted by own thought. Finally, John roared as his dick shot loads of jizz straight on his brother’s sickened face.  

-Ahhh… Lick it old man.

-What? But…

-I told you to lick it. Or do you prefer that something happen to your pretty little brother’s face?    

-No no! Fine…

Nick moved his tongue around his cheeks as he tasted the mix of manly hormones and salt, he wanted to spit it but John abruptly pushed his hand on his lips, closing them.

-Swallow it, whore.

Nick swallowed the semen whereas his brother passed his finger on his nose and picked on the cum on it before putting it in his mouth and savored it.

-Hmm… Taste better than any juice in the galaxy.

John caressed softly his brother’s cheek before leaving. During the whole night, Nick asked himself about his brother’s safety. Whereas, the thing inside John was fucking every girls in a nightclub, he was amazed by the stallion’s stamina and when he came back to his house, he was covered by sweat and his own cum, totally naked, Nick was begging him to leave his little brother which made him laugh.

-Are you kidding me? I’m doing you a favor, because if it was the real John, he would reject and dump you! But with me in control, it’s not the same… Let’s have a deal, you let me inside your little brother and your secret, is a secret.

-What kind of secret? I just love you like a brother love…

-Tatata. Don’t play with words big brother. You know I am a nice little brother, so I wouldn’t tell that you are a faggot.

-I am not! Why would I…

-Shut up! Now clean my house. And if I notice you looking at me, I will beat you up you little shit! Understand?

-Yes, sir.

Without any effort, John removed the net as he flexed his muscular guns and licked his sweaty armpits before forcing his big brother’s mouth on it.

-Hmm. This host is full of interesting flavors… Start by cleaning my dirty underarms, maid!

-*Choke* B-but…

-NOW!

Nick grudgingly licked his little brother’s pit as he was disgusted and turned on at the same time. After that, a turn of events occurred. Indeed, John dumped Natasha and destroyed his neat facade with his various indecencies. Contrariwise, Nick stopped his bawdiness and followed his little brother everywhere, their parents were thinking that it was adorable that Nick was looking after his little brother, but in fact he was his slave. He enjoyed being abused and beaten by the pretty face of his perfect little brother, he felt like he deserved it for what he did and his “perverted” love toward him. Furthermore, he also loved that his good little brother was corrupted and perverted by a gruesome creature, he often peeped his little brother’s room as he banged pussies, taunted his reflection or fought for control. With time, John became more muscular while Nick lose some of his muscle mass. Nowadays, the brothers were more like twins and their career were more fruitful, John even registered them into dominance porns where, ironically, John is portrayed as the submissive one. Of course at home, the possessed little brother would use that as a reason to abuse his older brother. The new Nick would do everything to make his tormentor and brother happy. For example, in this photo Nick stay in the background to not ruin his brother’s selfie.

-Big bro, why are you far away from me? Are you angry?

-But John, you…

-Come here my dear brother.

Nick gulped as he approached his little brother, he was fond of those armpits, it was so boring that he kept shaving them. Suddenly, John yawned and put his arm around Nick’s shoulders, a surprised Nick listened to his brother as he whispered in his ear and even bit it.

-I’m watching you darling brother and if I notice a bulge in your shorts until the end of our selfies, I will beat you up.

John faked a smile as he laughed and tried to refrain his erection but his brother kept making cute and seductive face at him, he could drown himself into his blue eyes and those so kissable lips. Plus John loved the way the alien inside John change his brother, he perfectly shaped his furry eyebrows and let the hair proliferate on him, he wanted a bulge and his brother beating him up, forcing him to lick those wonderful armpits and it was the closer their relationship could get to.  

-Come on Nick, I know you want it, let your snake slither inside your pants, for me.

His little brother faked that he couldn’t take the selfie, whining and biting his lips as a results of that, but it was to excite Nick who resisted against his taunting. Tired, John took the selfie and slapped his big brother’s bubble butt, accidentally causing a giant boner.  

-What?! It-it didn’t… I mean, it’s already the end of…

-Shh. I didn’t post the selfie on tumblr, so it’s not the end of the selfie yet.

-Bu-but…

-I know you want it old man, tell me, beg me for it.

Nick chewed his tongue but his brother was so close, almost kissing him and his husky voice was so enthralling, it was too much.

-Please sir, beat me up in your den.

-Ha. Good boy.

John patted his big brother’s hair before rushing to their sport car and as Nick arrived, he locked the doors.

-John, I’m still outside.

-Of course I know, you think that I’m blind, repulsive queer?

-No no. Of course not, but how am I supposed to come back home?

-What a dumbass… I refuse to share my vehicle with a lower being like you. Plus I like my beloved brother all sweaty. Rrrr.

-Oh yeah sir, I will be sweaty for you.

-And you better run, I won’t wait for something inferior as you.

John laughed before leaving while his big brother jogged to his house. As a matter of fact, John sold Nick’s house to buy his own things and his past owner was forced (apparently) to sleep in a dog basket in his little brother’s room and when he was “busy” with some chicks he was forced to do the household chores even if he already made them. Zim explained that his invasion of John allowed him to manipulate his feelings and memories, including the one related to his older sibling. In fact, his hatred against Nick is a merging between John’s jealousy and Zim’s dislike toward humans. Consequently, Zim/John constantly harassed Nick by saying that it was his fault if John was possessed because if he wasn’t envious of his brother, he wouldn’t wanted to do everything to be the best at his job and wouldn’t have jog in the forest. Nick lamented a little before entering in his brother’s house who was lifting enormous barbells. All of a sudden, when he saw Nick, he threw the barbells to the ground and rushed to him.

-Ah you’re there! I had to wait for you faggot! Why you didn’t entered in the car with me? Now you’re sweating like a nasty pig!

-But you sa…

-Shut up! I’m talking! You humiliate me in front of everyone, lusting after an alpha male like me, your own brother! You’re disgusting!

-I’m sorry.

-Oh, you will be.

John lifted his fist against Nick who closed his eyes as he was ready to be punched, but nothing happened. His little brother was just standing there, smiling innocently.

-Follow me my precious half.

Soon, they arrived in John’s workout room who showed numerous pictures of John and Greek-like statues of him. John tapped his brother’s back before he moved behind a punching bag and grabbed it.

-Come on my one and only brother. Spit your loathe against me.

-What?

-It’s what punching bag are made for, right? Do it.

With a smug face, John glanced at his brother who started to reluctantly punch.

-What a lame hit, old man, is that all that you can do?

-I can’t Nick, I-I…

-You pathetic, disgusting and decrepit fag, you’re burden for me since I possessed this brainless meat sack! Show me your loathe!

-Bu-but… AHHH! I’m sick of you! I want my little brother back! I-I’m not a faggot! Leave my brother the fuck alone you gross creature!

In his frenzy, Nick unintentionally (perhaps) punched John who smiled evilly and licked the blood from the cut on his lips which quickly healed by itself.

-I’m sorry John, I didn’t mean to…

-You call that strength? Let me show you what it really means.

John grabbed the punching bag and detached it from the ground where is was supposedly stuck. His biceps and triceps were flexing into two gorgeous representations of a powerful manliness and the light was shining on his beefy pecs and delicious underarms hair. Nick fell and crawl on the floor as he was scared to get crushed by the bag, instead John roared and threw it on a cement wall who was destroyed.

-Home-run! What a fucking stud! Check out those big guns!

-John! You damaged your house!

-Slow-witted fool, I sold this house yesterday while you were asleep.

-Why?! John loved this house, he always said that…

-Are you talking about that mundane past John again? Are you suggesting that you prefer this stupid old John over me?  

-NO no! I’m sorry.

-Good, we have a boat waiting for us.  

Nick was confused when his brother told him to go on a boat, but he quickly followed him to show his obedience.

-John? Are you sure that this is okay? The weather seems a bit…

-Shut up… Tell me hideous maid, have you made my breakfast?  

-Yeah… Sadly, it’s still in the house that you sold.

-You useless piece of shit! Lucky for you, there is a small kitchen in my boat, you have 2 minutes to make it.

-But your hot chocolate is only warm after 2 minutes…

-Do as I say! Now it’s 1 minute and 59 seconds!

Nick panicked and rushed to the kitchen and when he finished, he brought the platter full of delectable food.

-Peel the banana for me.

-Which banana?

-The one on the platter, you moronic buffoon!

Nick peeled the fruit and when it was finished, John caught it stormily before licking it as he took off his shorts with the other hand. Then, he placed his index finger and his thumb around his rod moved the skin on. Nick drooled and admired his brother who stirred his lips on the fruit as his voice thundered while his member shot tons of cum on the platter. John eyed ravenously at his brother and scoured the banana on his wet dick before putting it on the platter.

-Enjoy your breakfast.

-What?

-Haha, my cherished yet naïve brother, I said, ENJOY YOUR FUCKING BREAKFAST!

John banged his fist on the boat which encouraged Nick to “enjoy his breakfast” whereas his voracious brother was watching. First, he took the butter croissant coated with semen and ingested it in one mouthful. The vienoisserie was crisp and melted in his mouth thanks to his virile brother’s semen. Next, he drank the chocolate until the mug was empty and even lick the manjuice around it, it tasted extraordinarily warm with the mix of spicy jizz and sugar. At the end, he took the banana and began to eat the “tip”. Unknown to him, his little brother was eating the other half which resulted in a kiss. Nick tried to withdraw his mouth but John grabbed his hair and pulled him more against him as they both fell on the ground and clashed their toned body together. John moaned as their tongues were in a tussle, scuffling together and sharing his luscious semen. Thereupon in their sexual rage, John pushed his huge Mr. Dick into his big brother’s asshole and rammed it as muffled grunting echoed between them. John digged deeper into the boypussy as the sissy lad cried in pleasure and clenched his boycunt at every thrusts. Suddenly, Nick’s torso began to glow just like the rock of his past did.

-I knew it. You’re the one.

-Knew what?

-You’re the one who stole my muscle growth energy inside that falling rock, right?

-Your energy? You were late with a delay of numerous years!

-Yeah yeah, my spaceship had turbulences. Now, it’s time to claim my muscle growth energy!

-H-how?

-Well, with a delightful way.

-What are you… AAHHH!

Nick screeched as he felt something creeping in his anus, he tried to escape but John’s grip was stronger.

-UNNGG! What is this?!

-It’s my seed of course and soon, there will be a lot of me inside you, haha! *Thrust*. Oh Yeah harder! *Thrust*. You know what’s funny? *Thrust*. If you hadn’t discovered my muscle energy, I would never have needed a host. *Thrust*. But your selfishness allowed me to found a comfier and sexier choice. *Thrust*. And now, a second one would be mine.

The former delinquent futilely wiggled his backside, but his possessed little brother grabbed his cheeks and slapped them which allowed more corrupted fluid inside him. Soon, his toned legs were paralyzed and he screamed as couldn’t move them. His wailing became more high-pitched when he felt the goo infesting his rumbling abs, his breathing was difficult as his chest was filled with the liquid. Then, his healthy arms inflated and trembled as he could nothing but to shriek and cry.

-OOoooh fucknoo, PLEASE! Stop it!

-Yesss! You’re enjoying that, right?

-AAAHHHHH!

Nick arched his back as his brain was drown with space semen, absorbing it. With one more scream, Nick fainted as his younger brother kept humping him while he was unconscious. Without warning, the alpha twins began glowing green as they both screamed, John reaching the peak of his orgasm and Nick’s brain overloading with outer space parasites, injecting mutated testosterones forcing his brain to give eyeteeth for devious sexual practices while his homophobic thoughts and probity were imprisoned. After some sensuous time, Nick opened his new green eyes, just like his brother and grinned at him as he flexed his biceps.

-I should have possessed this one earlier.

-Maybe, but it was so much fun to play with him.

-I’m right, now me and my brother are finally one.

-No more Nick and no more John, only Zim the Invader.

One Year Later, a reporter was visiting Nick’s boat, searching for something as they followed the sound of moaning and groaning. When they arrived in the right room, they watched in horror as the two brothers were fucking together, Nick was drilling his big brother’s hole whereas John pushed his whole hand into his little brother’s one. Their toned and sweaty body were touching as they kissed and bit each other all over their soft face, burly necks, square shoulders, muscular pecs and six packs. The former brothers and now twins were almost identical, the rare differences were that Nick was the dominant one with a deep roaring baritone while his older brother was more of a bottom boyslut with high pitched groaning.

-AAHH fuck yes!

-Oooh, there is our journalist brother.

-Do you want to start the interview later?

-UNNNGGNOOO! START NOW!

-Alright… What do you think about your famous and incestuous relationship?

-Haha, it’s so fucking greaaAAAATTT! My big brother is the only one who can FULLY and DEEPLY, ARRGHH… understand me.

-Okay, huh, how your parents reacted when they discovered the bond between their two sons?

-Well, at first they were thinking that it was so cute how much we were close together. TheeenNNGG!… at one point, they found us naked and docking in our childhood bed.

-Yes, so hot. Those fossils disinherited us, what a joke!

-I can understand. After all, you two are now one of the wealthiest couple and twin brothers in the world.

-And the Universe baby.

-Yeah… Can I ask you one more question, who is John and who is Nick.

-FUUUCKK!… This is simple… I am John and Nick.

-And I am Nick and John.

-We are each other at the same time.

-I-I don’t really understand…

-Hahaha! Don’t worry, this is just a thing between us. Would you like champagne, handsome?

-I’m not sure if… Wait?! This champagne is unique, it-it cost so much!  

The journalist raced to the glass of champagne and gulped it. The twins stopped in their sexual rush and watched as the reporter fell on the ground and convulsed, grinning from ear to ear with their eyes glowing green.

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I put some clues about Invader Zim in the story, how many clues did you needed to guess that this story would be about him?

Thanks rodchangescameron for the idea.^^

Also, this story was inspired by Vchris1989, Jim and Zim.

anonymous asked:

Why r u alone at your friends house? xD

Because I’m a big girl and can take care of myself! Also find no reason to follow him to his mom’s house.

anonymous asked:

Ok but what if polar realised he left something in his house and went back to get it and found matty

oh well, bye Matty