i went out into the cold for this

Blame it on the Alcohol- Part 4

Jungkook x Reader

Genre: ??? It’s got a tiny bit of smut in it 

Word Count: 3.2k

Other Parts: 1 2 3 4



I side eyed the classroom once more, checking to make sure the professor wasn’t hiding in the corner or something. When I confirmed he wasn’t in the room, I grabbed my bag off the ground and quickly went to the exit with Jungkook close on my tail. We ducked down the hall and out to the courtyard which was surprisingly scarce of people. Jungkook pulled me around a secluded corner and pressed me against the cold brick wall. His hands moved all over my body as he desperately attacked my lips with his own. I tangled my hands in his hair and tugged on it as his tongue dove deeply into my mouth.

Jungkook broke away, hair tousled and breathing hard. His eyes scanned me up and down and then one side of his mouth turned upward, “let’s go back to my place,” he grabbed my hand and started pulling me.

I pulled my hand out of his grip to make him look back at me, which he did in confusion, “Mine is closer,” I told him.

His eyes darkened with mischief and lust, “Lead the way then,” he held his hand out in front of him to let me walk passed him.

I once again laced my fingers with his and this time pulled him down the path which I knew was a shortcut to my apartment building. The normally scenic path through the local park by my apartment blurred by as I ungraciously tugged Jungkook down the sidewalk. Butterflies filled my stomach when we walked through the main entrance to the building and hiked up the three levels of stairs to my floor. I pulled Y/BF/N’s key out of my pocket, sticking it into the keyhole and swinging the door open.

I pulled Jungkook into my bedroom and immediately I was shoved onto the bed.

He grappled at the bottom of my shirt and vigorously pulled it off my body. He attached his mouth to the exposed valley between my breasts while undoing his belt. While he did that, I worked on getting my pants and underwear off as quickly as possible, desperate to alleviate the ache between my legs. He pulled his shirt off, then kicked his pants to the ground, boxers included then immediately lined himself up with my hole. He thrusted hard and eagerly into me, causing intense pleasure and a slight sting from the stretch to mix inside of me. He buried his head in my neck as he rapidly moved his hips.

We both came hard and fast. Jungkook threw himself down on the bed, back first and was breathing heavily. He wrapped his arm around me to pull my body close to his. I laid my head down on his chest which was quickly rising and falling.

“You know,” I started, still trying to catch my breath, “we can’t keep just leaving school in the middle of the day.”

“Oh but this is so much more fun,” he whined dramatically.

I giggled at his comment then sighed, falling into a state of exhaustion which always took over my body after we finished our “activities”.

I closed my eyes and listened to his heart pounding. His fingers gently massaged my scalp making the urge to fall asleep stronger.

Jungkook lurched all of the sudden, “Oh, Y/N! Before I forget, give me your phone number,” he said while sitting up and reaching for his pants on the floor. He unlocked his phone and handed it to me, “in case you forget your bag at my house again.”

“Or you want a booty call,” I smirked.

He shrugged and the corners of his mouth turned upward, “Maybe that too.”

I typed in my number then handed his phone back to him. I wrapped my arms around his waist and rested my head on his chest.

We sat in comfortable silence for a significant amount of time. I laid my head on his chest thinking about how nice his skin felt, and how comfortable he was, and how I really really didn’t want to get up. I thought about his fingers which were massaging my scalp and found it funny that such a simple action could make my heart start pounding in my chest. It was moments like this that I wished would never end. It was moments like this that made me fall for him so hard, so fast. I wondered if there was even the slightest chance that he felt the same way.

“Hey, Jungkook?” I began, unable to contain my thoughts any longer, “what are we doing here?”

He hesitated, “Huh?”

I sat up to look at his face, “I mean this,” I gestured between us, “what are we doing… with each other?”

He looked to the ceiling as he thought through his answer, “Having fun,” he said simply.

I scrunched my face, “Okay but…” I struggled to find the right words to say, “what’s gonna happen with us?”

Jungkook’s fingers skimmed up and down my spine, “Y/N, don’t stress about it. We’re having fun. A lot of fun,” he smirked, “Let’s just keep doing that and see where life takes us. We can worry about labels later.”

My heart sank a little. Clearly, he wasn’t feeling the same way as me. However, he also liked spending time with me. As he said, we’re having a lot of fun, and I’d hate for that to end.

“Let’s just say we’re friends,” he suggested, “really close friends.”

I laughed once, “we’re friends with benefits,” I called the situation as it actually was.

He nodded.

I examined his face to make sure he was serious. His eyes were glued to mine and his mouth was set in a straight line.

“Okay then,” I nodded firmly, satisfied with the consensus, then laid down and rested my head on his chest again.

We fell asleep together then Jungkook left almost immediately after he woke up a few hours later.

“I’ll see you tomorrow,” he said kindly before leaving me in my bed, still naked and alone.

This will have to do. If I want to be with him, I’ll just have to settle with being his “really close friend”.

Saturday….

I sat on the couch with my legs propped up on the coffee table in front of me. A new episode of my favorite show just started and I held a cup of tea close to my face, letting the steam warm my nose. Strings music played through the speakers of the tv as a heart-wrenching scene played. Tears gathered in the corners of my eyes and I clenched my hands around the warm mug in anticipation.

My phone, which was sat in my lap, buzzed and caused me to rip my eyes away from the emotional scene that played on the tv. I blinked the tears out of my eyes and lifted the device to my face and saw a name which made the butterflies in my stomach flutter.

Jungkook: Wanna get lunch?

I smiled at his question as heat rose to my cheeks. So he does want to do more than have sex with me, he actually wants to spend time with me.

I put down my cup of tea to make it easier to reply back.

Me: yeah sure. Where are we going?

I watched the screen and anticipated his response when I saw the bubble with three dots appear in the feed to tell me he was typing.

Jungkook: I really want a burger from that one place by your apartment.

Despite his vague description, I knew exactly the place he was talking about since they were known throughout the city for their incredible burgers.

Me: do you wanna meet there?

I typed back.

Jungkook: No, I’ll come get you and we can walk together

His response was almost instant.

Me: okay

I replied to him then bolted up from the couch and ran to my room. I went to my full-length mirror to assess the situation and decide how much I needed to do to be presentable. My hair was sticking out in every direction since I hadn’t been bothered to brush it when I woke up. Or wash it. I was wearing an oversized worn out shirt that once had a logo on it but it was no longer decipherable. It also had holes in it and god knows what caused those to show up. I was also only wearing my underwear and they weren’t the kind I would want to flaunt for Jungkook either. Clearly, there was some work to be done.

It would take him about 15 minutes to walk from his apartment to mine so that meant a shower was out of the question. I tamed my bird’s nest with a hairbrush then doused it with a decent amount of dry shampoo before pulling it into a messy bun. I threw off my ratty shirt and changed my underwear to a nice lacey pink pair (cause you never know what a lunch date could turn into). I put on a gray sweater and a pair of leggings then pulled on my favorite black boots.

I went into the bathroom and sighed at the sight of the massive bags under my eyes. I quickly put on a layer of foundation to hide those, did my eyebrows and put on a couple coats of mascara. This would have to be good enough.

Just as I was giving myself a final glance over in the full-length mirror, there was a knock at the door. I took a deep breath then walked out of the bathroom and to the front door.

Jungkook was wearing a white t-shirt, blue skinny jeans, a black beanie, and a pair of timberlands, an outfit that I have seen him in numerous times but he somehow always looked great in.

“Hey Y/N,” he shoved his hands into his pocket and smiled, making his eyes turn into glimmering half moons, “You ready?”

“Yeah, let me grab my bag.”

We arrived at the crowded restaurant during the lunch rush. Jungkook escorted me to a two person table near the back of the restaurant, away from the hustle and bustle. He grabbed two menus and handed one to me before opening the other and scanning the options.

“Have you ever been here?” He asked while looking at the menu.

I opened my menu and examined the array of options in front of me, “No I haven’t but I’ve  I heard the cheeseburgers are really good.”

He nodded, “Maybe I’ll get that.”

I looked over the meals and settled, “I think I will too.”

We both closed our menus just as the waitress walked over to the table and placed a glass of water in front of both of us. She was a young girl, probably around my age. She had long shiny brown hair that was paired with chocolate brown eyes and flawless olive skin.

“How are you two doing today?” She asked cheerily, looking at me before Jungkook.

When her eyes settled on him, they widened and she gasped lightly, “Jungkook!”

I looked at Jungkook whose entire face lit up and was filled with more joy than I had ever seen. He stood up and wrapped an arm around the waitress’s shoulder, “Hey Krystal!”

She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him in close while giggling. A pang of jealousy sprung through me as I watched the two, clearly close friends reconnected.

“How are you?!” Jungkook broke away and asked her enthusiastically.

“I’m great!” She said as he sat back down. Her gleaming, smiling eyes wandered over to me, “is this your-”

“Friend,” Jungkook cut her off quickly. My eyes shot over to him as did hers. He was looking at her, “she’s my friend.”

The taste of bitterness filled my mouth and I clenched my jaw to hide my abhorrence towards that word.

She looked back at me with a friendly smile, “I’m Y/N,” I plastered a fake smile on my face.

“Nice to meet you, I’m Krystal,” she cleared her throat and stood up straight, “Can I start you off with something to drink,” she asked both of us, getting back into her work mode.

“I’ll just have a Coke,” I told her.

“Same for me,” Jungkook agreed, “were ready to order too,” he looked at me.

“I’ll have a cheeseburger,” I told her as she wrote down my order then looked at Jungkook.

“I’ll have that too,” he took my menu and put it on top of his then handed them to Krystal.

“Okay! I’ll have those right out for you!” She gave one last sparkling, a little too nice smile then walked away.

Jungkook and I both watched her walk away then I turned back to him, “Who was that?”

His eyes were still looking at her while her back was turned to us and it wasn’t hard for me to guess what part of her body he was actually staring at.

“Huh?” He asked without moving his eyes.

“Who was that?” I asked a little louder with slightly more urgency.

He blinked then finally looked at me, “A friend.”

I narrowed my eyes at him and tilted my head to the side, “A friend?”

He nodded just as Krystal came back and put two glasses of soda in front of us.

Jungkook took a long drink of soda through his straw then looked at me. He slowly put the drink down and straightened his back, “Why are you looking at me like that?”

“When you say she’s a friend you mean…” my skepticism of their relationship was very apparent.

He looked around clearly confused, “I mean she’s a friend. What else could I possibly mean by that?” He furrowed his brow.

“I’m also ‘a friend’,” I put air quotes around the word friend.

My implied question registered with Jungkook and he leaned back in his chair, crossed his arms over his chest, and a smug smile went across his face, “Y/N are you jealous of Krystal?”

“No!” I bit back instantly and felt my cheeks warming.

He chuckled and shook his head, “she’s just a friend.” He reassured, “You’re my only friend,” he added extra emphasis to the word so the meaning wouldn’t get mixed up.

I nodded, “okay,” the anxiety in my stomach faded slightly and I took a sip of my Coke.

“Well, I mean,” he started, “she and I used to kind of have a thing,” he stated nonchalantly.

The soda in my mouth went down my throat involuntarily, causing me to fall into a fit of coughs, “Are you serious?! I spat at him angrily

He noticed my anger and leaned back in surprise, “it was really nothing, less serious than what you and I have,” his voice was flat, he clearly didn’t see why this information was upsetting, “We slept together twice… maybe three times,” He tried to defend himself.

“Is that supposed to make me feel better?” I raged.

Jungkook retracted, narrowing his eyes and tilting his head, “it was like a year ago… anything between us is over now,” He furrowed his brow and shook his head, “Why are you mad?” He asked quietly.

I raised an eyebrow at him, “because!” I scrambled to make up a reason that didn’t completely give away my jealousy, “because I don’t know where she’s been! What if I contracted something?!”

Jungkook bit his lip with a hint of humor behind his gaze, “Y/N, don’t you think if you contracted some sort of sexually transmitted disease from me, you’d know by now?”

I opened my mouth to refute his statement but all that came out was a string of stammers. Thankfully, Krystal came back to the table with our food in hand.

“If you need anything, let me know,” she said a little too kindly to Jungkook.

I grabbed the burger in front of me off of the plate and took a massive bite out of it to bide myself time before I had to say anything else to him.

We sat silently eating our food for a couple minutes and then Jungkook cleared his throat, “Look, Y/N, I know I joked before but I want you to know that what happened with Krystal and me, it’s in the past. It’s done.” he said sincerely.

I swallowed a mouthful of food, “why did end?” I asked.

He shrugged, “Honestly, we just kinda faded, we kept in touch for a little while but once school started again, we didn’t have time to see each other so we just gradually stopped talking.”

I nodded, fully understanding the situation.

“You don’t have to worry about her,” he told me kindly.

Despite his nice words, anger rose inside me. Why was he talking to me the way a boyfriend would talk to his girlfriend? I’m not his girlfriend and he made it very clear to me that he didn’t want me to be his girlfriend, so why is he treating me this way?

“You don’t need to worry about how I feel, you know,” I pointed out bitterly.

“What do you mean?” He turned his head to one side.

“That’s like a rule of this whole ‘friends with benefits’ thing, you don’t need to care about my emotions. It’s not like we’re exclusive or anything, you don’t need to explain yourself,” I crossed my arms over my chest and downplayed my irritation.

“Even if that is the rule, I still care about you,” he mumbled.

I shrugged and chewed my lip, not trusting the stability of my voice. The fact that it was cloudy what his feelings for me were, upset me more than I could express, but I didn’t want him to know that.

He looked at me with concern as he thought of something more to say, but he said nothing. After taking one last sip of soda, Jungkook wiped his hands then cleared his throat, “I have to go to the bathroom, I’ll be right back,” he told me then got up.

Almost as soon as he walked away, Krystal walked over to the table, smiling.

“So,” she said while squatting down and resting her arm on the table, “How’s Jungkook doing?” she asked innocently.

I sighed then slapped on the most genuine looking fake smile I could muster. Even if what happened between them was over, even if they really are just friends, I don’t like this girl.

And why did I get the feeling that she was gonna be around for a while?


Shout out the anon who gave me the idea for this part! I was in a bit of a writing slump but I’ve got some new ideas and I’m excited to share them!

As always, I love feedback and new requests

Thanks for Reading! xx

anonymous asked:

MM and BH in a heated discussion that unexpectedly ends with the both kissing each other in front of everyone ~ :3

“You can’t go back there!  You’ll die!”

Elesis whirled around, her voice very near a shout.  “Don’t tell me what I can and can’t do!  I’m the best person the Red Knights has to scout that area!  If I don’t, the men under me will die!”

“Who cares about them?” Add yelled right back.  Elesis stared at him.  The rest of the Elgang, watching this fight, went very, very still.

A few seconds went by where it was almost like the temperature literally dropped, all the warmth in the room being sucked out by Elesis’ chilly stance.  And then, in a low, cold voice, she responded.

I do.”

Clearly, Add realized he fucked up, because he attempted to make a placating gesture.  “No, I mean-”

“Oh, what did you mean?” Elesis snapped, and suddenly she was on the attack, so fearsome that Add actually stepped back.  “That you don’t give a shit about the people I lead?  That you don’t know what it’s like to have lives depending on you?  That you-”

“That I don’t want you to die!” Add interrupted, yelling, his Dynamo closing in protectively around him.  “I don’t want you to get yourself killed for the Red Knights!”

Elesis stopped, breathing hard.  So did Add.  For another few seconds, they stared at each other, the air sizzling with tension between them.

And then Add stepped forward and kissed her.

It was a short kiss, born mostly of tension and anger, and Elesis stepped away after only a few seconds.

“I’m still going,” she hissed, and turned on her heel.  “Whether or not you accompany me - any of you - is up to you.”

She stalked out, leaving Add looking pained and the rest of the Elgang stunned.

fun story

when the first d&p crafts video came out i was sick with pneumonia and quarantined to my bedroom, high on cold medication and the 104 degree fever i had developed. i woke up at 7 am on april 1st and couldn’t get back to sleep so i took some more nyquil and decided to watch dan and phil videos. i don’t remember how i came across d&p crafts, but i did and the whole time i watched it i thought it was a fever dream so i brushed it off and went back to sleep. 12 hours later, my brother came to my room and told me dnp had uploaded this weird video where they did crafts and i was so confused bc it was so weird that i literally thought it was a fever dream i had imagined and that’s the day i decided dan and phil were trash.

Camping fun

We love going on a camping trip and Megha agreed to do something fun during camping trip.
Megha did plan for grilling chicken, etc. but I planned something for her to wear… it’s a shorts that does not cover half of her thighs… so it will show plenty of her legs to anyone and so far she was comfortable wearing skirt at knee length only…
So this shorts will be for her first time exposing thighs in public. Megha was not aware of this shorts! 😜
After reaching there, we got settled and had some food for lunch and went to nearby lake…
water was cold as summer is still far away, so we came back to out camp site.
I put the tent and Megha started preparing for barbecue grill…
Once I am done setting up the tent, I kept the shorts inside tent and asked Megha to check the tent out…😉
Megha went inside and surprised by seeing a shorts sitting in the middle of the tent! She called me ‘Gautham, is this your idea? Who’s this for?
I told her that I don’t have any other gf to bring something…
Megha was laughing and told 'do you really have guts to call another girl? I will kill you’ I’m not going to wear this.. it’s very short…
I told Megha that there’s no desi here, so you can try and if you don’t like, change it back…
Megha agreed!
She changed and came out with total shy in her face… she looked awesome in that shorts and her thighs are shining in bright sunlight against white shorts!
I praised her and we sat in the camping table for sometime and I felt her thighs in public… there were other couples n families occupied in nearby camps and all were outside and doing barbecue!
Megha was totally aroused and we realized that there was one another desi couple in one of the camp sites and I was thrilled but Megha didn’t let me touch her after that…
Megha was still wearing that shorts only and after our barbecue dinner (around 5pm) we went for a walk… it was fun!
Once it become little dark, I kissed Megha… people are still outside and doing campfire and moonlight was there… one other young couple were also hugging n kissing… Megha let me feel her thighs again and I also felt her boobs above tops! She was totally horny n we went inside tent and fucked hard….
We planned to do more camping trips…
The surprising part is:
Megha thanked me for bringing that shorts! Wow… I’m totally amazed! Hope our fun continues!

So I got tagged by the lovely @impishnature and @garrulousgibberish for this meme! Thanks guys! :D I have no idea how to do fancy things with my computer and phone (though I did figure out how to take a screenshot, so that’s a good thing ha ha ha XD) so I’m putting the pictures under a cut to prevent a super-long post. Enjoy!

-Nana Graye


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A Holiday Story

So this is a Chistmas story my mom told me while I was home recently and i thought y’all might enjoy.

So, one Christmas back in the 60′s, my great-grandmother was reminiscing about Christmas in England, and how they used to have pheasant for Christmas, but Ohio sucks and they’d never get to do something like that.

Well Shit!  goes my grandfather,  them woods are full of pheasants, I’ll get you one.  So grandpa and a dubiously related man named “uncle popeye” went out with shotguns to get great-grandma a pheasant for Christmas dinner.

They’re gone for a LONG time.  according to mom, they were basically expecting grandpa and Popeye to be gone for a few hours and come back with a store-bought chicken and apologies.

Instead, they come back eight hours later, covered in mud and freezing cold from the Cleveland winter, but Surprise!  they have a Pheasant.  Great-grandma gives them a lecture about staying out so long and worrying her, but agrees to dress the bird so they can all have a traditional English Roast Pheasant.   Grandpa and Popeye retire to the living room to drink beer and talk about what great woodsmen they are when Great-grandma screams from the kitchen.

“TOM!!”  She bellows and literally every male in the house jumps because literally every man has been named “Tom” for three generations at that point. 
“THERE’S NO BULLET HOLE IN THIS BIRD.”

They both look massively sheepish and eventually admit that they hadn’t had much luck finding pheasants in the woods and were about to go to the store to get her a chicken when they… backed over the pheasant.

“Then what were you idiots doing in the woods for eight hours?”

“We weren’t out there for THAT long-” Popeye starts before grandpa decks him.   
Grandma and Great-grandma have to menace them with wooden spoons to get the truth out, but eventually they take thier oversize hiking boots off to reveal bandages.

Turns out they had only been in the woods for Two hours looking for pheasants before LITERALLY tripping over one, and they both reflexively aim at the ground and… Shoot each other in the foot.  They hadn’t backed over the Pheasant in the woods.  They’d backed over it in the Hospital parking lot.

And that’s the story of how my great-grandmother made a Roast Pheasant and the ladies of the house got to eat the whole thing while Grandpa and Popey had to watch.

Small, slightly obscure, but really cool thing that happens in episode 1 of Yuri!!! On Ice that I don’t think a lot of people caught:

The snow.

They probably weren’t watching the weather forecast there in the first two shots, they were watching the news. This cold front came literally out of nowhere, as, like the announcer says, it was supposed to be a perfect day for hanami, ergo going for a picnic to watch the cherry blossoms. But instead, lots of snow.

Now, for those of you who live in colder areas, like myself, you probably just went “well, unseasonal snow happens sometimes, I remember once we had snow in mid-May.”

For those of you who live in warmer areas, you probably went “idk how snow works, so I guess that sounds legit???”

No.

Snow in April on fucking Kyushu is beyond ridiculous, okay. They barely even get snow in the actual winter months. This is happening on April 11th - or even later - and they should be having temperatures in the 15-20°C/60-68°F range - or maybe even higher. And they probably were, before this. That’s why Yuuri’s so surprised and confused.

So why would they even bother including this?

Victor. It’s all about Victor.

In part, I suspect it’s a literary/poetry reference, even if I can’t quite place it, because “he came from the north, bringing ice and snow” is something of a universal literary image.

But mostly, it’s because, in Japanese, when someone does something highly unexpected and uncharacteristic, like, say, me cleaning my room, you express your surprise by saying “wow, does this mean it’s gonna snow tomorrow?”

And it didn’t just snow. It snowed a lot. It’s a reference to how ridiculously unexpected it is for Victor to wanna coach instead of skating himself, for him to show up in Japan out of the blue.

He didn’t buy flowers.
But one night he just picked up the hair brush off the bed and started brushing my hair.
We hardly ever went out for dinner.
But he sat on the cold tiles next to the bath,
feeding me toasted cheese. My wet hands,
wrinkling at the finger tips in the water.
I spend two hours with my make up. He says:
“Oh is base that stuff that makes you look a bit pale sometimes?”
But in the morning, he’d keep his face in my pussy. He’d go deaf when I tell him:
I think I just can’t come today.
He wasn’t impressed at my tight blue dress.
But he held my face to the sky, as he filled my mind with thoughts.
He pulled my hands from my ears, as he whispered to me in the dark
his secrets about myself
He didn’t complete me.
Quite the opposite. I’m terrified as he rips apart the puzzle.
He’s got a mirror to my face, and a flash light shining in my eyes.
I’m interrogated by his love.
Somedays I feel like a dream house.
You buy it, only to renovate every room.
The smell of wet paint clogging in my lungs.
I’m horrified by your love, your need to read and reread
every page of me.
But you hold me right through the night.
You keep wanting to see me
Naked. The answers that satisfy other people
don’t satisfy you. You capture my imagination,
as you bend me over the kitchen counter.
You don’t buy flowers. Were never interested in poetry,
But you’ve started reading it
with me.
—  Theresa Taylor
  • Laura: I would say that the moment I knew you were the one, Travis, was when you snorted sake because I dared you to.
  • Laura: And it was . . . the best part . . .well, I'll tell the whole story.
  • Laura: So we were out on a date. And I dared him to do it. And it was cold, unfiltered sake, right?
  • Travis: *covers his face*
  • Laura: And he did it. He was like, "I'll do it. I'll do it. I hAVe to be a mAN."
  • Travis: *nods*
  • Laura: So he snorted it, and he was like, "Oh, that's weird. It was like . . . It's actually kind of refreshing."
  • Travis: I don't remember that being my reaction at all.
  • Laura: No, that is what you did. You went, "That wasn't so bad, that wasn't so bad." And I went, "Oh my god, I expected it to sting really bad."
  • Travis: Oh, I remember.
  • Laura: And he goes, "No no no. It didn't sting. It's actually, it's kind of funny. You should try it." And I did. And it STUNG SOOO BAAAD!
  • Laura: And he totally like held the reaction down just so I would do it too.
  • Travis: I was like, this sucks so much. If I could just lie to myself for thirty seconds, I'll get her to do it.
  • Travis: Then she was like AHIDSHIETEKHSIGDHIE!!!! And I was like, "IT SUCKS, DOESN'T IT?"
  • Travis: Best secret agent job I ever pulled.
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“God, black leather jackets are so hot.” You breathed out as you, Sam, Dean and Cas strolled pass a high end store.

“Hot? I had no idea clothing had such a high temperature…” Cas said, eyebrows forwarding as he over thought your comment. You giggled, shaking your head softly. 

“No, Castiel. I meant that leather jackets look very handsome on men.” You corrected yourself.

“You think leather jackets are hot?” Dean raised an eyebrow and you nodded simply.

-

The motel was dewy and cold. You shivered and cuddled into the bed further. “Where’s Dean?” You asked Sam as he punched the keys on his laptop quickly. 

“Hmm?” He hummed softly and turned towards you a little. “Oh, Dean. Yeah he went out or whatever. Hey, you hungry?”

“Starving.” You smiled and thanked the gentle giant as he headed out the door to grab some grub.

Dean walked into the room no longer than 5 minutes later. “Hi.” You smiled and continued scrolling through your phone.

Dean stayed silent for a minute. “Y/N.”

“Yes?” You asked, confused. 

Dean didn’t answer for a solid ten minutes, making you return to your previous activities. 

“Anything?” He said impatiently. 

“What?”

Dean looked down, tugging at new leather jacket. 

You flushed, feeling as if you were missing something. “You got a haircut?”

“Nevermind, dammit.” 

Context: A friend of mine started a Pathfinder game for the RP guild at our school, but everyone who ended up joining had never played Pathfinder before, and for two of the players this was their very first game at all. I had a very stressful schedule that semester, but agreed to rearrange some things so I could join the game as an experienced player. I asked the DM if I could play a lawful evil drow-blooded gunslinger, but even though he didn’t like the idea he said I could if the rest of the party agreed (probably assuming the rest of the party, consisting of an alchemist, a druid, and a cleric, would say no). They said yes. Over the next couple weeks the DM and I had a falling out, but I still went to the games. The sessions became our ground for cold war. One week, the party was hired to prove a client was not responsible for a series of murders. By midway through the session, we went to an alchemy shop and met its very suspicious owner and her husband, Unfortunately, we couldn’t find any evidence. During the day.

Me: Let’s come back tonight and break in.

Alchemist: Why? We don’t have any evidence.

Me: I work for the mob. I know a bad guy when I see one.

Druid: But isn’t the mob trying to kill you because you got the boss’ son arrested?

Me: Why are you questioning me? We were hired to prove the innocence of these… good… innocent… people. And to do that we need to break into an alchemy shop. *to the alchemist* Aren’t you running low on supplies? We could just run and get them. For very cheap.

Alchemist: We can’t break in.

Me: Wait, you’re right. Does anyone have thieves’ tools? (The alchemist does.) Now we can break in.

Alchemist: We can’t.

Me (OOC): Okay, so when everyone is asleep, I steal her thieves’ tool and break in to the alchemy shop… with my gun drawn.

I make all the necessary rolls, mostly because the rest of the party happens to roll poorly. I proceed to break into the alchemy shop and discover a secret basement, where I find the shop owner and hold her at gunpoint. Unfortunately, she has goons, and it takes a while for the rest of the party to catch up with me. The cleric is almost immediately knocked out, and there are a few rounds of grueling battle without a healer. Eventually I get fed up with the onslaught of mooks, and decide to try to intimidate them by shooting one of them in the groin. I miss the first time, but the second time I shoot a guy’s dick clean off, and the rest go running. We then encounter the shop owner’s husband, but my gunslinger simply sneaks around while everyone is talking and knocks him out cold. I then leave the shop owner and her husband with the rest of the party and go around the basement, lifting loot and collecting evidence so we can finally get paid. After successfully ransacking the place, I find a secret door that leads to a cell where half a dozen NPCs are being kept.

DM: Yeah, so… you weren’t actually supposed to go to the shop then. Those NPCs were supposed to have been other murder victims for later… But you saved them! … You (me) are immediately declared the town’s hero.

Me (OOC): What. Do not do this. Guys, stop him.

The party does not stop him. In character, they tell the police that I was the one who suggested we investigate the alchemy shop.

DM: The police come and commend you for your brave acts of heroism for saving the town and uncovering a drug and slave smuggling ring.

Me (OOC): NO.

DM: It’s early morning when you exit the shop, but there is already a crowd in the streets. The dwarves you rescued begin loudly spreading tales of your cunning and valor. People begin singing. The dwarves tell you that they plan on making a statue of you to place in the town square.

Me (OOC): Do not Jaynestown me.

DM: *smiles*

Undiscovered

Undiscovered by evansrogerskitten

Dean x Reader x Sam

Sam, Dean, and Reader seek shelter in a storm, and find solace in each other.

Warnings: Inspired by Season 12, Episode 9, but no specific spoilers. EXPLICIT SMUT. Threesome (NO WINCEST), Oral Sex, Anal Sex, Fingering, Dirty talk, Language, Alcohol.

Word Count: 4068 | On AO3

This was inspired by an idea from my Over 30 sisters & my impulsive purchase of a J2 Sandwich photo opp for Seacon in April. Ahhh! I’m freakin out! :) Enjoy! 

Our boots crunched on the wet leaves as we moved quickly through the forest. The overcast sky and misting rain didn’t help since we were already cold in thin, gray jumpsuits. I shivered as I followed close behind Dean, Sam behind us with the stolen gun.

Suddenly we reached a clearing and I could see the outline of a small building. As we approached Sam and I kept lookout, and Dean went up to jimmy the door of the cabin. After looking inside a window, he stepped back and kicked the door in. Sam and I followed him inside, looking quickly behind us before barricading the cabin with a heavy dresser.

The cabin was dark inside with half of the windows boarded up, and the hodgepodge of furniture collected like dusty landmines. The earthy scent of rain and old firewood smoke filled the air. We spread out around the one room, searching boxes and crates. Sam banged open a rusty metal filing cabinet on the far wall, and laughed shortly as he saw what was inside.

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Left arm hurts cuz of the doctor that didnt know what he was doing and the right arm is perfectly fine cuz a doctor that actually knew what he was doing.. Okay for those of you who may not know my instagram (this is all from yesterday) i got up around 6 this morning..i was gunna try and go into work since my temp was going down..yesterday it went from 104 down to 100.4 and i got up and went into moms room and 2 minutes later i had a really bad episode so i had mom call an ambulance..i couldnt see anything, i felt like i was spinning, my whole body was tingly, my face felt burning hot but i was cold, i felt like i was gunna pass out, and i felt like i was gunna throw up but i couldnt since i hadnt eaten anything at that time cuz i had just woken up..so went to the hospital and got a free ride from the amulance and first of all imma say is this one dude that stuck me in my left arm to take my blood didnt know what he was doing..it was the most painful needle put in me that i have ever experienced..so another guy came in and asked him “how long have you been doing this?” And he said “18 years” and i was like yesss someone that knows what they are doing but the doctor said that i have a virus and what made it worse is i was dehydrated a little bit..so they gave me some fluids through an IV and gave me some anti nausea medicine in it too..so i cant go into work the rest of this week amd if i get worse within 48 hours then i have to go back..so yes i am just fine

I couldn’t sleep so at 4:40 AM I kissed brad on the cheek and he immediately sat up and said “it’s donut time” and we got dressed and drove to get donuts. I didn’t want to get out of the car because I was cold and it was raining but Brad went in. A few minutes later the donut shop owner ran outside to my window and I rolled it down. He handed me a fresh hot glazed apple cider donut and ran back inside. It was magical.

anonymous asked:

iwaoi are going to different universities and a tear rolled down my face

che that wasn’t ever really confirmed, someone just somehow got that from iwaizumi’s quote  “You’re the partner that I can boast. You are a really amazing setter. Even if our team may be different, that will never change. But when we fight, I will defeat you.“ 

he said may, nowhere did he say ‘we’re going to separate universities and therefore we shall cut off all contact’ they’ve been together since they were children, and went together all through primary, middle and high school. 

They care for each other immensely, iwaizumi will always be there to drag him out of the gym and makes sure he’s sleeping, eating, not catching a cold and snap him out of his funks, oikawa will always be there to do the exact same and comfort and support him in return. 

Even if they did go to separate universities, they’d probably share the same apartment because iwa would be like ‘theres no way i can inflict you onto a poor unsuspecting roommate, i’m the only one who can handle you.’ when rlly he wants to make sure oikawa doesn’t overwork himself to death, and oikawa would say ‘i knew iwa-chan couldn’t live without me!’ when rlly he can’t live without him and would probably go insane without him by his side, and iwa-chan is the same. They’ve spent their entire lives together side by side after all, there’s no way they’d separate willingly. 

So don’t cry, these guys have an inseparable bond and of course together, they are invincible. 

FWB Pt5

One incredible orgasm and I was limp. His wife was playing with my husband’s hard cock. When I saw this I got really turned on. I get it why he likes to watch me with other men. I wanted to watch them now…but that wasn’t going to happen. My husband straddled my face, leaned over and put my arms above me head. His cock instinctively went in my mouth. I felt something cold on my pussy. Turns out it was lube. Our friend once again pushed that monster inside me. My mouth fell open and I’m pretty sure I made some weird sound. There was no “being cool” at that moment. I tried to suck my husband while the other guy continued to stretch my pussy but I kept stopping. It felt like with each long stroke my pussy was so stretched that his cock rubbed my clit continuously. My husband has a big dick but I had never felt this before. My husband moved away and I looked up again at our friend and he asked me very politely, “Can I fuck you now”? I looked for my husband’s approval and he simply nodded yes. My response was a nervous, “OK”.
He pushed my bent knees back towards my head and proceeded to drive himself deep inside me. How the hell I was able to take so much of him inside me must be directly relative to how horny I was. I’ve never experienced anything like this. He started to speed up his strokes and would pound me and then he would tease me and then push all the way inside then tease again and pound again. He must have sensed I was going to come again because he started to grind against my clit while completely inside me. I lost it. I screamed. It wasn’t a controlled or quiet clench. I was loud and convulsing. I grabbed anything I could and held on for dear life. I think I may have blacked out for a second.
Sometimes sex and orgasms give me energy and sometimes they sap all I have. I wanted to give as good as I was getting but it was more than I had to give. I was hoping he had cum but soon realized he hadn’t. I needed a break and wanted to watch them fuck his wife. My pussy was pulsating when his wife got on all fours right over me. Her pussy was right above me when that giant cock slid inside her.
It was an incredible view, if I looked back I saw my husband fucking her mouth just past her swaying tits. Right above me was this beautiful pussy being speared by and equally beautiful cock. I started to rub my clit as I watched this incredible scene front up close. It was a little bit after I started rubbing his balls that he slid his cock out and put it to my mouth. I opened for him and let him fuck my mouth as I stroked his thick shaft. We went back and forth from her pussy to my mouth over and over again. I heard my husband cumming which spawned a furious fucking of her from behind. Within moments a felt a flood of cum shoot all over me. Who cums like this? It’s was endless. I wasn’t sure what to do until the wife started licking it off me and then kissed me right on the mouth. What an introduction to the Hotwife thing. *I remind you that I am pretty tame normally. This was mind blowing to me…at the time.

“Shhh!” Scorpius said pressing a finger to Albus’ lips as he pulled back the curtains to Albus’ bed and crawled into the warmth of the blanket which Albus was currently under.

“What are you doing?” Albus asked, trying to sit up straight.

“I’m cold…” Scorpius whispered into Albus’ ear pulling the blanket over their heads. It was a small bed and Scorpius was quite tall… Albus found himself pressed against Scorpius’ body and with a slight blush he realised how close they actually were, Scorpius was indeed very cold.

“Since when do we sleep in each others beds? And why are you so cold?” Albus asked, trying his best not to stutter, he was too close to Scorpius and it was doing things to him.

“Will you keep it down? The others will find out! I went out for a walk…couldn’t sleep.” Scorpius whispered furiously, he was one of those people who just couldn’t whisper but Albus decided against telling him…Scorpius was just so cute.

Albus blushed, he couldn’t think of Scorpius this way…they were best friends, but their noses were barely an inch apart and all he could think of was kissing Scorpius senseless, he wanted to weave his fingers into his hair and find out if it really was as soft as he imagined it to be, he wanted to stare into his enchanting blue eyes and listen to his stupid geeky references all day long. He was lost in his thoughts when Scorpius asked him to put his arms around him, in a whisper (he was quite loud, actually)

“What?” Albus asked, he wasn’t sure he had heard him right.

“Put your arms around me, I’m cold, remember?” Scorpius whispered back, with a hint of hope mixed with doubt in his voice.

Albus hesitated for a moment before finally pulling Scorpius into an embrace, they were too close, and so Albus buried his face into Scorpius’ shoulder as he figured it wouldn’t be safe to look at him.

As Scorpius put his arms around him he felt a shiver go down his spine. His heart was beating way too fast and he was sure Scorpius could hear it.

“So…there was something I wanted to try, I’ve been thinking about it a lot lately…in fact it’s also the reason I couldn’t sleep…” Scorpius whispered pulling away a little bit so that he was face to face with Albus again.

“What is it?” Albus whispered back, still trying to avoid Scorpius’ eyes.

“This.” Scorpius said, closing the distance between them with a kiss. Albus’ eyes were tightly shut as he kissed him back, he was afraid to open them…he was afraid it was just another dream. In no time Scorpius’ hands were tightly entwined with Albus’ hair and his tongue was in Albus’ mouth.

Albus had never been kissed like this before and he loved it. He loved how Scorpius entwined their legs together. He loved the little noise Scorpius was making. He loved how soft Scorpius’ hair felt under his fingertips. He loved Scorpius.

When they finally broke apart, they were both out of breath.

“Open your eyes, Albus…please.” Scorpius was on top of him now, he was heavier than Albus had thought, but he wasn’t complaining. Scorpius actually sounded a bit scared.

Albus opened his eyes and looked right into Scorpius’. His cheeks were flushed and his hair was a mess. Albus just couldn’t stop staring.

“Say something.” Scorpius looked scared.

“I love you” Albus whispered.

The blanket had somehow managed to stay in place, Scorpius just stared into Albus’ green eyes for a moment before laughing out loud.

“I love you too!” Scorpius said sounding relieved, a bit too relieved actually. He sat up straight, pulling Albus up with him, the blanket was gone. “I love you so much, Al, you won’t believe how much I actually do!” Scorpius was basically shouting now.

“Shut up Scor, the others will find out.” Albus giggled, kissing him a second time.

Thanks for the prompt @scorbusly ! 😙 I really hope you like it 😆😆

anonymous asked:

I just had the saddest realisation. If Rick hasn't been sleeping since Glenn and Abe, then every night in early S7 he went to bed knowing Michonne was close but thinking she didn't want him to touch her. Then he had to pretend he didn't feel her sneak out and leave...leave him behind. Never feeling brave enough to ask. Probably thinking he'd see what he used to see in Lori's eyes after the farm. Imagine the emotion if we got a sex since during that time? I need this. Why would I write this?

Why would you write this? Do you just like suffering? I mean, all of this is essentially why he went for the cheek-kiss in 7x05. He was used to Lori’s perfected cold shoulder. He was used to being abandoned by his partner. And instead, even in the haze of all her anger and disappointment, Michonne still found a way to say, “I’m still with you.” And this is precisely why he’s so happy with her. He didn’t even realize the extent of her love and loyalty when he took that leap into this relationship. But seeing how she treated him when he was down, it’s the reason he’s able to let his guard down now and be happy and free and vulnerable enough to even admit that he hasn’t been sleeping. And now I’m all the way in my feelings about this and I need to go watch 7x12 and 7x05 and 6x10 and 4x16 again and cry. Why would you write this?!