my friend came to visit me

anonymous asked:

How are you?

If you mean me, I’m doing alright. I came out to a close friend who is also a manager type figure for me at my conservative Christian camp. That went well. Very well. 

But my mom is on her way to visit and I might be telling her. I might actually be finally coming out to her. I’ve known for over a year now (also @half-crazedauthor because I’m too lazy to text you because my phone is across the room, I’m telling you here..I totally realized I was into girls way before fall. I knew last summer because I had a crush on one of my friends. I just think I didn’t tell you.)

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1-9-17 // Some photos I took at Niagara Falls. The snow was covered with thick, sleek ice. Walking came with the risk of falling. It was a frozen wonderland at sunset. I wore two pairs of gloves because it was so bitter cold, and windy, but my fingers went numb anyway. There was mist flying into our faces from the falls. Only two other people were there besides my friends and me. Despite the conditions, or perhaps because of the conditions, I think it was worth it. This visit was beautiful, and I’m glad we went when we did.

Magic Works (aka STORY TIME)

Sit down, witches young and old.  I have a story to share.

So, in late Summer 2014, I was held at gunpoint and my car was stolen.  Without going into too much detail, I was out at night running errands and two masked men cornered me in the parking lot of my apartment complex.  (The Mister was not with me at the time; he was in the apartment.)  In the trunk of my car was my witchy box, which contained ALL of my most important craft materials including my book of shadows, my tarot, and my most beloved trinkets.  (I had taken it on a witchy retreat the weekend before.)

When they stole my car, they used it in a bank robbery and then ditched the vehicle after use.  I was DEVASTATED.  I couldn’t sleep or eat for days (trauma can be an absolute bitch); I was terrified to go out on my own, even on our porch.  I lost my job because I no longer had a means of transportation.  And to top it off, I ended up having a miscarriage around the same time.

Guys and gals, I went to a very dark place after this.  The police, as helpful as they were, told me that the likelihood of finding the vehicle was slim-to-none.  In fact, it is common in most places (and especially my state) that stolen vehicles are dumped in rivers or ravines, never to be found again.  What made matters worse was that I had JUST PAID THE CAR OFF and SWITCHED MY INSURANCE TO LIABILITY ONLY.  (For you bebes out there that don’t know, this means that your insurance company won’t replace the car if it is stolen.)

For months, I tried to dig myself out of this hole, but I felt like I couldn’t really connect with my craft because I was missing important elements to my spellwork.  Some of the things in that box were passed down for generations in my family.  They were absolutely priceless.  I felt so…lost.

The following May, I was visiting Tulum, Mexico.  A tropical storm was brewing off the shoreline and everyone else was drunk at one of the all-inclusive bar.  I watched from my balcony as surfers took to the turbulent waves and something came over me.  I felt a literal pull in my chest.  Something kept telling me to go to the water.

My family, friends, and the Mister all told me I was crazy when I went to the beach.  There was thunder, the waves were insanely high, and even the experienced surfers were having trouble.  On the lifeguard stands, black flags were posted (one of the signs that swimming is absolutely ill-advised) and for even an experienced competitive swimmer (that’s me!), it would be dangerous. But something told me to get into the water.

Nothing could have prepared me for the power of the ocean.  It pulled me when I resisted; it dragged against every limb and I became frightened.  But instead of thinking about the fact that I could possibly drown, I kept replaying those guys and their guns pointed at me, one shoved into my forehead.  I became angry; I kicked harder, pushed myself further until I felt the sand at my toes again.

I was crying and so angry.  I stood still in the water and called out into the wind.  I beat my fists against the surface of the sea (I probably looked insane, but no one was out there) and felt all of my pain seep away.  I begged the water for one thing: even if the car didn’t run, could my precious things be returned to me.  I bartered with the sea.

The sea giveth and the sea taketh away, as they say.  All of the hurt and terror and anguish I had felt over the previous year disappeared.  I was embraced by the water and somewhere so very deep inside me, I knew everything would be okay.  There was finally a sense of calm and clarity inside me, replacing the tumultuous emotions I had been feeling.

The morning we left, after the storms had passed, I went back to that secluded part of the beach and promised that I would dedicate my life to helping witches around me.  I had never made a promise like that in my life.

A month after that, the state police found my car.  It wasn’t in working condition at all, but everything remained intact in the trunk.  They brought it to my parents’ house and I rushed outside.  I sobbed when my dad opened the trunk and saw the box waiting, looking the exact same way it did the night the car was stolen.  Everything was in it, untouched by the elements.  (Eventually, I repaired the car enough for it to run another two-and-half-years, too!)

Magic is real.  Against impossible odds, there is power in every wish and desire.  I will never regret the promise I made that day.  I will never take for granted the gifts that have been given to me.  And when people scoff when I say that I am a witch, I inwardly smile and know that my magic is true and real.  I have all the proof I need.

something i’ll never forget is something i overheard while i was skyping with a stoner friend, lance, who lived in a little cottage on a weed farm that his dad owned (really cool guy despite that background i just gave you)

lance’s dad came over to visit and they were having a chat while my friend chris and i were still on the call but lance forgot to mute his mic so we could hear their chat

lance’s dad has a pretty notable bostonian accent and he was a matter-of-fact kind of guy who was super real. the kind of dad who you’d wanna be friends with despite their being an age gap

the one thing that he said that really stuck with me was

“sometimes i wake up in the morning and i think ‘im still fuckin here? why havent i died yet?’“

and i still think about that from time to time.

"Why don't you just come out?"

Because when I was 5, my aunt said, “Oh, you must be John’s girlfriend, because you like to play with him! You two are so cute together!”

Because when I was 7, my grandpa came out as gay, and suddenly nobody in my family wanted to visit him anymore.

Because when I was 10, my parents told me that I could have girls come to my sleepovers, but not boys.

Because when I was 12, my grandmother took me to church with her, and when the priest said that all gay people went to hell, she nodded along.

Because when I was 13, I was called a dyke for daring to have short hair.

Because when I was 14, I came out as bisexual to a lesbian friend, and she told me, “Well, I mean, it’s not like you’re REALLY gay. It doesn’t really count”.

Because when I was 15, I was finally given the right to marry whoever I wanted to, and people were angry with the Supreme Court.

Because when I was 16, a man went to the Pulse nightclub and murdered 49 latinx queer people in cold blood, and people tried to say that it wasn’t a hate crime.

Because by the time I turned 17, I had been told time and time again that I don’t belong, that I’m too gay for one community and not gay enough for another.

Love first visited me when I was fifteen.
Love was best friend;
love was not meant to be.
He loved me,
and I thought I loved him too
for a while.
I destroyed him over two years
with my selfishness -
I was only fifteen.
I left carrying a broken heart in my hands,
and lost a best friend.


First love came when I was sixteen.
This time, it had warm brown eyes, soft hands and softer smiles.
It whispered shy confessions into my ear, and they sounded so genuine I made the mistake of believing them.
Love told me that I was the most beautiful thing that happened in his life, and it held me on nights I couldn’t sleep.
First love continued for about two years, during which I experienced the painful reality of giving your all to someone.
It taught me passion, pain, sadness, anger, betrayal.
First love was as blissful as it was torturous.
It left with me shivering on the cold bathroom floor, with months of sadness to follow.


Now I am nineteen, and love has decided to fleetingly appear out of nowhere.
Love now has a childish face but sturdy hands and broad shoulders.

It caresses me with tenderness I have not experienced before; it shares my joy and my sadness as if they were its own. Should this love not work out, I’ll be broken again; but I will go on living because one day I know it will visit me again.
Would You Be So Kind

I want to dedicate this fic to @nerdyadventures , who also beta this fic. You were with me for almost the beginning of the story and there is no way this would be the story it is today without your support, I don’t have words to tell you how thankful I am for you and I’m sorry this story haunted you even in your dreams. For @ltrumbley@bananannabeth @keekal and @artemisrae too, you guys helped me so much even if you didn’t realize it. Y por ultimo para @vithcytries eres una campeona y te agradezco tanto por cuidar mi espalda.

For the PJO/HOO Big Bang 2017.


I’m pathetic’ Annabeth thought while she clicked on the next picture, ‘very, very pathetic.’ It was a Saturday night, her roommates were out in some club having the time of their lives and what was she doing? Sitting on her bed stalking her crush on Instagram. To make things worse her crush was also her best friend for over ten years, her brain yelled at her to leave her phone but she clicked on another picture, it was of her and Percy on Montauk, his arm was around her waist and she was wearing his snapback, they both were grinning at each other and they looked so…couply. Her heart squeezed in pain. She looked at the date and tried not to groan, the picture had been posted 145 weeks ago. When did she go so deep into his page? Well, being fair, he didn’t post that often and most of the time it was random pictures and barely pictures of him unless he was with his friends (her heart did a whole routine when she realized he had more pictures with her than with anyone else)

Annabeth threw the phone on her bed. She should have gone out with Piper and Hazel but she wasn’t really feeling it, she wasn’t feeling like doing anything. Work had been brutal that week, her bosses had overworked her, leaving Annabeth laying on her bed wondering if it was worth it walking to the kitchen for a glass of wine or going back to stalk Percy’s pictures? She was sure he had a few of shirtless ones…The sound of the doorbell made her jump, she wasn’t expecting anyone and Piper and Hazel had their own keys. She did a quick check of her clothes, an oversized gray sweater, and some old constellation pj’s pants, she looked as presentable as she could be.

With one last groan, she left the room, putting her hair up in a bun. “Who is it?”

“The love of your life.” Annabeth recognized the voice, a smile forming on her lips.

“Is it you pizza? Have you finally come to elope with me?” A familiar laughter came from the door just as Annabeth was reaching to open it, revealing the man whose pictures she was obsessing over a few minutes ago.

“Unfortunately it’s Chinese not pizza,” Percy said with a smile that melted her, he looked good, too good for someone who just came out of work and was stuck on a long train ride to Brooklyn, it should be illegal to look effortlessly good. “But I hope you can still take me.”

Annabeth sighed dramatically. “I guess I can make an exception for tonight,” She took the bags from his hands and walked back inside, Percy following her. “And what do I have the honor of your lovely visit tonight?”

“I missed my best friend, isn’t that enough of a reason to come here unannounced?” He walked to the kitchen and started pulling plates from the cabinets. “Piper and Hazel aren’t home?”

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Translation

Kacchan was hospitalized.

Bakugou: "I don’t need your help!“ 

He wasn’t hurt too badly, but to avoid straining the injured parts the doctor said to stay for a few days and get some rest… He doesn’t seem happy about it though. In many ways.

Deku: "Stop being so stubborn. You still can’t use your hands that well." 

Bakugou: "You think I’m gonna let myself get cared by someone like you?" 

Deku: "Kacchan… You know what? I’m here partly because I was asked by your mother, as your friend. You can’t keep acting like that. You don’t want to worry her, do you? If you don’t like being cared for by me, listen to me and get well quick. Are you trying to starve yourself?" 

Bakugou: "Ugh, okay! I’ll eat, fine?! Gosh, you’re goddamn annoying.." 

Bakugou: ”….Kick them out right now.“ 

The whole class came for a visit.

Deku: "Huh?”

Art by hiroaca_ake || Translated by seairu​    

 KatsuDeku Translations

That Time Zephyr Fell Off the Face Of The Earth

Context: People burst into the tavern my group was visiting, gave my char a bag and left. Guards came in looking for them

DM: Your friends are all in the fight or trying to blend in with the shocked crowd.

Me: I wanna roll to hide.
*gets a nat 20*

DM: you crouch under a table seeming to have vanished into thin air. Nobody in the tavern can tell where you’ve gone

Coming Home - Spencer Reid x Reader

Summary: Spencer gets released from prison and comes home to the reader and their daughter.

Y/N - Your name

Y/D/N - Your daughter’s name

Word Count: 1,169

Author’s Note: Sorry I’ve been gone for almost two weeks :( I went on vacation with my friend and then came back to so much make up work and ap testing. Hopefully you guys don’t hate me, here’s this! :)

It had been weeks since the three of you were together, hell, it had been two weeks alone since you visited him in there. Spencer looked absolutely horrible when you did, bruises aligned his jaw and he had a black eye that stuck out like a sore thumb.

It was obvious he was going out of his mind in that place when he snapped saying that he was capable of murder, even though you knew it wasn’t true. You worried about him almost every second after that moment and just wanted him to come home, but you couldn’t show your daughter how scared you really were.

She asked almost every night when daddy would be coming home and lately you were running out of excuses, but telling a seven year old what was really going on was just not an option.

Your thoughts ate you alive most nights, but you couldn’t stop blaming yourself until you would eventually fall asleep.

*phone vibrates*

It was four a.m when this was going on and you were usually passed out until at least seven, nothing was waking you up tonight.

After four missed calls, they gave up.

Once the sunshine hit the curtains Y/D/N came running in your room and hopped right next to you in bed. She seemed to always be full of energy in the mornings, which wasn’t a good thing on weekends.

“Mommy! Mommy!” Y/D/N was pushing you a little by now trying to get you up.

“What? I’m awake..” your eyes hadn’t opened because you were determined to get a few more hours of sleep. It was Saturday anyway, you had nowhere to be.

Y/D/N let out a loud sigh that made you open your eyes and laugh.

“Oh we’re pouting now, are we?”

Y/D/N nodded and crawled under the covers next to you. Her hair was long enough to be put into a tiny ponytail but it never seemed to stay tamed, especially after sleeping. Once she had turned four it was apparent she had gotten her daddies hazel eyes, which wasn’t a problem until now, when all you could see was him while looking at her.

“Someone was knocking at the door a few minutes ago but you and daddy told me not to answer to strangers, but I think they gave up.”

You looked at Y/D/N with confusion, it was 7 a.m, who was at the house this early? Oh no. What if something happened to Spencer? You jumped up and searched for your phone that was scattered somewhere in your sheets.

Four missed calls from Emily Prentiss. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

You didn’t even bother putting a sweatshirt over Spencer’s old t-shirt and walked as fast as you could to the front door. If something happened, you had no idea what you were going to do.

The peephole wasn’t even a thought before you yanked the door open to see Spencer standing there.

You were completely frozen seeing him, shock completely took over your body. This wasn’t real. You felt tears rolling down your cheeks but couldn’t move. For all the times you’d dreamed this, you never thought it would come true.

“Y/N.”

His voice felt like home, something that hadn’t been the same since he was gone. Relief washed over you but before you could get a word out Y/D/N came running past you and latched onto Spencer’s legs.

“Daddy! You’re home!” Y/D/N’s smile was as big as could be, as was his.

“I missed you so much goober.” you watched as Spencer kneel down and hug Y/D/N.

“I missed you too, I lost a tooth!” Y/D/N took a step back and smiled showing the hole inside her mouth. Spencer’s mouth dropped playing along as if it was the coolest thing he’s ever seen.

“No way! Wow, did you put your tooth under your pillow for the tooth fairy?”

“Yes, mommy helped me and I got five bucks the next morning!” Y/D/N pointed at you and giggled as Spence looked up at you.

“Well isn’t that awesome! Hey Y/D/N, wanna go get me some water while I talk to mom?”

She nodded and ran into the kitchen.

“I uh, um..” you tried saying something, anything really, but you had no idea what to say.

Spencer stepped towards you nodding, understanding everything that was going on in your mind. He knew you like the back of his hand, surprises were not your thing.

The height difference between you two was perfect for him to kiss the top of your head. You loved this, especially when you would get stressed.

“I’m sorry.. I’m so sorry Spence.” you mumbled as your face was scrunched against his shirt, which smelled of faded cologne.

Spencer looked down at you confused, “You’re sorry? Baby, what do you have to be sorry about?”

“All of this is my fault, I never should’ve let you go across the border, especially alone.”

Before he could react to what you just said Y/D/N came running back in with the glass of water. You backed out of his arms and watched as your daughter and husband talked.

Spencer kept looking over at you to make sure you were okay and flashed a couple smiles until you got up to go to the bathroom, or just sit in there.

After a few minutes a light knock came on the door,”Y/N, could I come in?”

You quietly sighed saying yes and unlocked the door. You sat back down on the side of the tub as he walked in, staring at the floor once he shut the door behind him.

“Can we talk?”

You nodded, “About what?”

“About you feeling guilty, because you shouldn’t.. At all. I was going even if you hadn’t agreed Y/N. None of this was your fault.”

“Okay.” you mumbled so low that he could barely hear you.

“Y/N.. please look at me.”

You shook your head and wiped the tears that had fallen. Spencer bent down and took your hands in his.

“Baby..” his voice cracked, “please?”

You squeezed his hands then looked up for your eyes to meet, Spencer gave a slight smile as you realized how badly you missed his touch. Those puppy dog eyes were all you needed right now.

“What do you need me to do so you’ll feel safe again Y/N?.”

“I just.. I can’t lose you again.”

“You’ll never lose me Y/N.”Spencer leaned in and placed a kiss on your forehead still holding your hands.

You smiled at those words, “Good.”

Spencer leaned back and glimpsed at your shirt and messy hair smiling, “You’re beautiful Y/N but I think that shirt is pretty awesome too.”

You blushed and shoved his shoulder, “You’re too sweet to me Spence, but you know I always steal your shirts.”

“That’s okay, you wear them better than I ever did.”

Hunter Part One


Description: Assassins!AU; Private clients, high-profile targets, big payouts, underground layers - all part of the job when you’re a hitman in Kim Taehyung’s empire.


Genre: Action and smut (18+)

Word Count: 7.5k

Warnings: Jungkook’s POV, no reader insert, violence, character deaths, derogatory language, MAJOR BDSM themes (bloodplay, cumplay, knifeplay, breathplay), mentions of necrophilia. 

DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE EASILY TRIGGERED. I’m not kidding.

A/N: Here it is! Please understand, again, that this is not going to be a lighthearted fic. This will be intense, with dark themes, and will include death. To a large degree. I’ve planned a whole AU around this, so please do not ask me to insert something you want or complain that so-so isn’t how you would do things. I do hope you enjoy it. :) If it’s not your cup of tea, ah well.

Thanks to @ellieljade for inspiration, beta-ing, and making my lovely banner. :)

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Okay, so there’s an area in Chicago where there are a lot of choice Ethiopian restaurants, but for many, many years, my friends and I have had a specific favourite. Even now that I’ve been living in Michigan for four years, whenever I come back to visit, we always get together and have dinner at this particular restaurant. 

Right, so my friend just went there today with her son, who is six, and even though they are Reform Jews, lately he’s gotten really into wearing his kippah at all times. So anyway, my friend just texted me because apparently the woman who is both the owner and chef just came out of the kitchen massively excited because she’s an Ethiopian Jew and until today, she had never realised that we were also Jewish! 

So now she’s sitting at the table teaching Hebrew phrases to my friend’s son and telling them about the Seders they’ve hosted at the restaurant, and holy shit I just love being Jewish so much. 

I love how, even when scattered in the diaspora, we always find each other and we are always connected <3 

mad-hare replied to your post “You should sell tickets for people to come meet pangur $$$”

Does Pangur like strangers?

she doesn’t mind them tbh. so long as there isn’t an overwhelming amount of noise & bother, she’s a decently confident cat

it IS annoying when folk interpret this confidence as friendliness & try to force too much interaction though?? like here’s an example of Pangur being held against her will. she’s not freaking out, but she IS actively pushing away from the person & trying to get back to the ground

there was one dog-trainer (friend of my sister) who came to visit & refused to put Pangur down. I had to explain to her that Pangur had passed through the ‘gently struggling in your arms’ stage to the ‘actively checking you out for the best place to bite’ stage, but the trainer just shrugged & said something to the effect of “that’s okay, I’ve dealt w fearful dogs before. I know how to dodge”

that seriously pissed me off :/ thankfully most ppl are content w bequeathing a couple pets when she toddles up (receiving gentle headbutts in return) & maybe pulling around toys for her to chase

Detective Conan Chapter 1000 Spoilers [English Translation]
  • R: No-no-no-no! I can’t!!~

  • So: What! Right when Sonoko-sama finally decided to take a lovey-dovey shot…
  • R: Let’s take one with everyone!

  • So: No-o way! What about the ho~ot kiss?
  • So: Missus <3
  • R: Ehh?!

  • So: Go-go!
  • R: Kyah!
  • [Sonoko is approaching a blushing Ran… and behind her… could it be?!]

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Deadly Sins-Envy & Wrath

Relationship: Peter Parker x Reader

Summary: Peter get’s jealous of a man’s hands on the Reader. Then later Peter attempts to… READ TO FIND OUT.

Warnings: Swearing cause I love swearing IRL. Plus Tom swears too :,) Fluff, cuteness,Tony Dad mode

Word Count: 2,000+

A/N: Photo edit is my own, I know it sucks leave me alone lmao

P.S: I DON’T WRITE SMUT ABOUT 15 Y/O PETER. 

LEMME CLARIFY: HE WAS GRADUATING HIGHSCHOOL WHEN ENVY WAS PUT OUT. I WANT TO CLARIFY BECAUSE I WILL NEVER WRITE ABOUT A 15 Y/O HAVING SEX IN MY SMUTS. IT’S NOT RIGHT. IN MY OPINION. JUST KNOW IN MY UNIVERSE HE IS IN HIS 20′S AT THIS POINT. THANK YOU, THAT IS ALL :,)


[Reader’s POV]


Graduation happened shortly after as time went on since your near death experience. The both of you moving into the Avengers HQ while taking College lessons from a computer. Peter had no time to go to real college ,he’s a superhero. Tony just set up stuff for us to learn but homework wasn’t a thing. It wasn’t a thing because Peter can’t say “I have Psychology homework” he’s an Avenger and they don’t pause for homework.

You were currently getting ready for your day in the city. Peter was training with Steve and Natasha today till the afternoon. That gateway giving you enough time to do some shopping for your new living quarters with Peter. Tony upgraded the two of you to an apartment in the HQ. Until Peter turned twenty the both of you were separated in rooms so he could focus on training.

Tony made an apartment in the building for the two of you. It was filled with technology, Karen, and windows that project scenery from Queens.There was a lab with tools so that I could create stuff. Tony finally decided to have Natasha train you so you could use your inventions in battle. You spent the first two years you spent tinkering away. Tony would come into your lab to create your own combat armor.


“Karen, please send me my list for the store” I say out loud not having time to print everything. You were running behind on time cause you had to meet Peter at the store. Mr. Stark made a fake wedding registry appointment at Bed Bath & Beyond.


Sending list organized by what this living quarters lack, Peter should meet you at the store in about an hour… would you like me to message you when he finishes?”


“I’ll call him if necessary Karen,thank you”


Stay safe out there” her voice fills the air before you step outside. Locking the door then making your way down the hallway towards the elevator. Pressing the button it takes a few minutes to come down. The doors open to reveal Steve all bloodied up.

“Hey Spiderlover, Peter’s going against Natasha now” he gives you a warm smile before wincing in pain.


“I see my acid fluid took a toll on you” I grin looking at the burns on his suit and skin.


“Yeah, yeah take pride in the pain inflicted on me”Steve laughs as the doors close once you step in.


“I’m glad I could make something for him, I feel safer knowing he has a better chance with that fluid in battle”


“Have fun on your adventures today, stay safe in the city” he warns as the doors open when he reaches his floor.


“Aye aye Captain” you tease saluting him as the elevator doors closed. The rest of the elevator ride down was quiet. You missed hearing Peter’s excited stories he would tell whenever you two were together. Once on the main floor you exit heading out to the lobby.


“Mrs.Parker!” Tony’s voice comes up behind you making you jump a bit.


“Tony, w-were not marri-“


“Yet, it will happen… I can see it in the stars… stars as in the way loverboy looks at you. Now scan some cool stuff for your place. Also can you scan one of those margarita makers it will be a gift to Aunt May” he fixes his tinted glasses looking down at you.


“Will do, I’ll add that to the list and I’ll p-“


“You will not pay me back,think of it as payment from taking you and Peter in after graduation and defending whatever comes our way.. You’re like a daughter to me..Now wear this, you gotta truly sell that you two are engaged” He says grasping my hand and sliding a ring with a big solitaire diamond in between two smaller ones. The glistening shine catching your eyes. Happiness filling him because he wanted to tell her that he really is her father but knew he couldn’t for her safety.


“Please tell me that’s fake?It’s gorgeous even if it’s fake ,wow” I mutter looking at the ring on my finger. A smile on my face as I look at it.

“Oh it isn’t fake, Peter is Spider-Man and the world can’t look at that and see it’s fa-”

“It’s real?! Tony how much was this thing!” You try taking it off before he stops you. His bigger hand laid on top of yours. Tony stops you before you could say anything else.

“That’s not the point.. now go Spiderlover, you have to be there in fourty-five minutes and with this traffic at this time you better be on your way..” He walks off with a smirk stained on his face.

“I’ll be off now Mr.Stark I don’t want to be late” I give a small smile looking down at my hand  before leaving the building. He watched his daughter walk out of the building into the big scary world. The world he protected to keep her safe so he could see her smile. Just like the way she did when her eyes landed on the ring.

-

The sound of my heels against the pavement echoed. That’s why I don’t wear these damn things. I only dressed up for Peter to see if he would like the outfit. Other than that I’m dressed in leggings, tank tops or Peter’s shirts at home.

A body collided into mine causing me to drop my purse and Phone. What the hell, asshole. Looking up to seeing a guy walk over and help you up. You thank him as he hands you your items. Brushing your skirt off you continue to head into the store. He places his hand on your back helping you in. Your knees were bloody from the fall and all you wanted was Peter.


“Wait here and I’ll go ask for a First Aid Kit” The man give you a smile heading to customer service.


[Peter’s POV]


“ Peter we’re done for the day why don’t you get changed and swing over there in time okay?” Natasha pats your shoulder giving it a squeeze after.


“Have to get her ring first, I like to keep it in my pocket since it was my mother’s she gave it to May before.. Yah know” I explain taking my mask off.


“Parker, you’re going to be late.. Don’t make my daughter sit there.. She just left  HQ according to Karen” he chastens looking at his watch.


“Y-Yes Mr. Stark..”


“Also I made a duplicate of your mother’s ring with a tracker in it, you’ll be able to locate her when you swing your way over” He grins pointing to his watch.


“Mr. Stark I’m not ready to propose yet!” My eyes bugging out at thought of her having a duplicate of his mothers ring.


“I know spiderling, I’m putting this tracker on her for her safety and plus you two have to look the part.. Here” He tosses something my way, reflexes instinctively catching it. Opening my palm to see a wedding band with a web like design.

“I have to go now!” I shout shooting a web and swinging into the doorway of the locker room.


“You have arrived at your destination” Karen’s states as I climb down the building. Clicking the buttons on my wrists my suit disappears underneath my clothes and into device on my back. Fixing my black tee I head towards the building. A few people taking double looks at my face.


“Isn’t he Peter Parker?” A girl asks her friend.


“It’s Starks legacy recruit” another whispers.


“I heard he’s engaged.. she’s one lucky girl” 


Walking in I head towards the Bridal Registry area to see something that infuriated me… A man was on his knees in front of her,my girl. Looking at his hands that are on her legs. One too close to the edge of her skirt. Her hands pushing the bottom of her skirt down.


“Stop please..”


“You’re still in shock” the guys voice irritates your spider hearing.


“You can stop now please, it was just a fall.. My fiance is coming” she whimpers looking away. Fucking perv was trying to make a move on her!


All I saw was red in my vision. Running over I grip his hand twisting it off of her. He let out a groan as I twisted harder as I positioned myself in front of him. No one touches my girl.. No one but me.


“Who the hell are you to be touching my girl like that?” I seethe letting my Spider strength take over. I knew his intentions, he was a sleezebag.


“F-FUck man, I was just helping her!” He defends avoiding eye contact with me.


“Peter!” She sighs in relief standing up behind me. Fuck she looked good. 


FOCUS PETER.

“Then why was your  hand going towards the bottom of her skirt?” I ask feeling my grip get tighter on him.


“Peter stop you’re starting to attract a crowd” she whispers taking my free hand in her left one.. She pulls my hand up giving it a gentle kiss. Looking at the replica of my mother’s shine in the store light.  Sighing I loosen the grip on his hand so I don’t break it entirely.


“Say you’re sorry to my fiance, now” My voice grew darker.


“S-sorry m’am” He falls to the ground gripping his hand. I turn around to see my girl with tears in her eyes.


“Babygirl, don’t cry” I whisper pulling her into my chest. My hand rubbing her back in soothing circles.


“He tried to shove hi-his hand up my sk-skirt Peter” the whimper that came out of her pained me.


“Shhh love, I’m here now.. Let’s get this scanning thing done okay?” Tilting her chin up with my finger ,her eyes met mine. An ease from my anger and jealousy is her. She can calm the crazy seas inside me. Only her.


[Reader’s POV]


“Hold on baby I need to scan these for our guest room for when May or our friends come for a visit” I say bending over to scan the black towels. Peter said he would be back after he scans the sheets we need but will come back to see if I like the ones he picks.


“Dude check out this piece of ass” someone remarks causing you to look back. Two teenagers were standing behind you making you nervous.


“Excu-”


“Well you’re wrong dude, that ass is mine” Peter states darkly coming up behind the guys holding 500 thread count silk sheets.


“Not doing a good job of being around her” the guy scoffs.


“Want to say that again?” Peter tenses up looking down at the teenagers. Dammit, you didn’t need a news headline saying Peter attacked kids.


“Peter.. Just ignore the teens” I say standing up with the scanner and our list. Walking over to Peter I place my free hand on his chest. He looks down at you then glares at the teens.


“Plus they could never get a piece of ass like mine while looking like that” I sneer pulling Peter’s hand towards the pillow department. A laugh escapes Peter when we left the teenagers speechless. The rest of the two hours you spent were hand in hand scanning the things needed. Even the margarita machine.

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“Peter where are we going?” You ask holding onto him for dear life. It didn’t help that whoever we swung over could see up your skirt. Now you wish you were in leggings. Besides all that it felt good to be in your love’s arms.


“Well I found this perfect place a few minutes behind the HQ and I have a surprise for you” He said with a smile as you watched him focus on swinging the two of you.


After a minute of silence goes by you slowly descend towards the ground. Kicking off your heels settling your feet into the ground.The ache in your feet disappearing. Damn those things hurt. Ten out of ten would not recommend.


“Look at what I’ve been working on for you for the past two years besides training..” He gestures to the lake surrounded by flowers. The flowers gave color to the trees surrounding the lake.


“Peter… this is where you’ve been getting my flowers?..” I say looking at the plethora of diverse flowers. Your eyes landing on one particular pink flower.

“Those are the ones that you would leave at my doorstep back at home..”

“I got the seeds for those and planted them so you could have a piece of home here, I know HQ isn’t hours away from home but I know you miss i-”

“Peter it’s perfect, thank you” your hands coming up to your heart. His hand grasps your left into his gently. You see his wedding band adorning his ring finger. A smile pulling up to your lips.

“You know… I want this to be for real, I know it’s not time yet but I really want it” he looks down at you lovingly. His gaze making your heart flutter in your chest. He kisses your ring that glistened on your finger. 


You did too but it wasn’t the time yet, soon but not now.


“I do too Peter.. More than you can imagine..” you place your right hand on his cheek. He turns his head kissing your palm.


Peter is your everything through thick and thin.

an animal crossing anecdote

I’ve been thinking about this recently, and I kinda wanna share it cause I don’t think I ever have: I almost deleted my ACNL town once, but a villager talked me out of it.

Alright, so, I got New Leaf on July first, 2013 - it hadn’t been out for even a month yet. Needless to say, it took a good grip on my life. Boom. Started an ACNL blog, it got pretty big, y’know. etc. Anyway, I enjoyed the shit out of it. But… then Smash came out, then XY, then I discovered Ingress, and etc etc… basically, I stopped playing New Leaf.

So fast forward like, oh, 16 months later. One friend I met through my NL blog actually starts playing again, and inspires me to pick it back up.

The thing is, I didn’t want to lose any of my villagers. So I had two options: I could painstakingly time travel through 16 months jumping a couple of days at a time to make sure nobody moves, or take a gamble and start it on the real date and hope nobody moves. Well, I wasn’t going to time travel - that’d feel like a huge chore, would take at least a real week to do, and by time I caught up with the real date I’d be so bored I’d stop playing NL again. Counterproductive. So I was stuck with gamble.

But I thought, hey, why not just reset my town? why not just start over? So I decided that, if any of the villagers I was attached to had left, I’d just reset my town and start a new one. I decided this before I even opened up the game. And I actually started to like the idea of resetting everything. It’s not like it mattered, my NL blog was long dead and nobody else played the game, so I might as well.

I finally got the courage to turn on my game, and… nobody had moved! They were all talking about how they missed me and everything, but they were all still there. But… I decided I was gonna reset anyway. Yeah. Rest in peace, Sienna.

I asked my friend if I could hold shit in his town, and he was okay with that, so I decided to start packing up everything I really wanted to keep. While taking down stuff in my house, I… heard the little jingle of a villager.

Tom came in to visit me in my house while I was packing to delete the town.

Well, here’s what you need to know about Tom. First of all, I hadn’t greeted him when starting up my town this time, I only knew he was still there cause the map said so. Secondly, the reason I had him in my NL town was because he’s always found a way into every AC game I play. He appeared in plenty of my Gamecube towns, and he was literally my nextdoor neighbor in the one City Folk town we had. (I never played WW.) And since I look back on those games fondly, I decided I wanted him in my New Leaf town too.

So, the one character who’s pretty much always been with me came to visit while I was getting ready to start over, even though I hadn’t even talked to him in a year and a half. I forget how it goes exactly, but he said something along the lines of “I just wanted to see your goofy face!”

I know it’s stupid to cry over video games, especially ones that don’t really have a plot. It’s just data. But I’m admitting with no shame that I burst out into tears then, and honestly as I’m typing up the story I’m on the verge of tears now, too. As soon as he left, I turned around and put back up everything I had taken down.

I couldn’t start over after that. And I don’t think I’ll ever be able to.

Animal Crossing has a magical ability to become a second world unlike any other game.

I Hate This (Part I) || Jughead Jones x Reader

Show: Riverdale

Request: N/A

Paring(s): Jughead x Betty, Jughead x Reader

Warnings: Swearing

Word Count: 1728

Parts: Part II Ending I, Part II Ending II

Originally posted by fightingtheangels

Your POV…

It’s been weeks since Betty and Jughead got together. It’s been weeks since you talked to Jughead as well. I’ve been avoiding him like the plague. I’ve been avoiding all of them really. Archie’s tried talking to me but after so many years of seeing it, wherever there’s Archie, Jughead isn’t far behind. So I did what I do best, ignore and run. Betty and Veronica have tried talking to me but they get the same response. The only one I haven’t ignored is Kevin Keller, my best friend.

“(Y/N), talk to them. They’re going crazy trying to find out why you’ve been avoiding them,“ Kevin stood by my locker giving me the same spiel he has been giving me the weeks I’ve been avoiding them.

“Kev, I’ve told you this many times before, no. And you know why so don’t bother asking,“ I closed my locker while meeting his gaze. Over his shoulder, I could see the four people I didn’t want to heading our way, “I’ll see you in biology, Kev,” I walked away as quickly as I could from them.

“(Y/N)!” I ran around the corner and to my class at the sound of Jughead’s voice. I’m not facing any of them just yet.

Kevin walked home with me. He wanted to talk more about it and I finally agreed.

“Okay. We’re in your room. Why are you ignoring them?“ Kevin asked me.

“I’ve known Jughead, Betty, and Archie for years. I met them in fifth grade when I first moved to Riverdale. Whereas Betty and Archie were best friends, Jughead and I were too. Jughead and Archie are brothers. Archie was the only one to know I had a crush on Jughead and he used to make fun of me for it but Archie stopped because I got over Jughead.“

“Is there a reason for this backstory?“ Kevin threw himself on my bed in feign annoyance to get me to laugh. In result, I laughed but he also got a face full of my faux fur pillow. I faced him as I sat down at my desk just across from my bed.

“Yes there is. Archie told Jughead and Betty that I used to like him after I convinced Archie I didn’t like Jughead anymore. Well, Jughead and Betty laughed at me. Made fun of me and Jughead even said that he didn’t and probably wouldn’t ever have a crush on me. I played it off like it didn’t matter to me but I went home that night and cried because I still liked him. I thought I got over him over the years but once it came out that he and Betty were together, I did the same thing I did when he said that to me. I came home and cried,“ I got up and leaned against the sill of my window.

“You still like him,“ I could see all of the gears in his head spinning. I saw all of it clicking in his head.

“I guess he was right. He never liked me and he never will,“ I smiled softly at Kevin’s look of pity.

Kevin’s POV…

I stormed over to their table much to the disliking of (Y/N). I could hear her calling my name but I ignored it. I had a few things I needed to say to Thing 1 and Thing 2.

“Jughead, Archie, I need to talk to you too,“ I walked away with them following in tow.

“What’s up, Kev?“ I wanted to chuckle at the seemingly normal tone of voice Archie had.

“What’s up is that you two are pricks. No wonder (Y/N) doesn’t want to talk to any of you right now.“

“Wait, she told you why she’s ignoring us? What’d she say?“ I laughed at Jughead’s question because I wanted to tell them and call them out on their shit but it wasn’t my place. It also wouldn’t look good getting into a fight with my dad as the sheriff.

“It’s not my place to tell but you two definitely know why. Betty does too,“ I pushed pass them and walked back to (Y/N) who stood there with her usual poker face and her arms crossed, “Something had to be said, (Y/N).”

Your POV…

I wasn’t upset with Kevin for confronting them. I was kinda glad he did but I was also anxious because this would mean that they’d confront me about it asking why. That wasn’t something I was ready for but in all honesty, it probably wouldn’t be something I was ever ready for.

The day went on as normal. Them trying to talk to me, me avoiding them, and then me going home as quickly as I could to avoid all confrontation. Unfortunately for me though, the universe was not on my side. As soon as I got home, I got an hour to myself before Jughead came to visit me.

“Hey there, Juliet,“ I spun around in my desk chair at his voice before turning around and rolling my eyes. I still didn’t say anything to him, “Why are you ignoring all of us? And what did you tel Kevin to make him lose his shit on me and Archie?“ Jughead was probably already in my room sitting on my bed but I wasn’t going to turn around and find out, “(Y/N/N), come on. We’re best friends, why won’t you tell me what I did?” I couldn’t stop the cold scoff that came from me.

“I hate this, Jughead. I really do,“ I refused to turn and face him because I would lose it.

“Hate what, (Y/N)?“

“All of this. I just-“ what’s the point? This isn’t going to change anything, “Nevermind.“

“No tell me,“ his voice was concerned but it was also very strict in its tone.

“Why? What’s the point? Anything I say now can ruin our friendship. But it’s not like that matters. It’s not like it’s ever mattered,“ fuck it. I turned around and faced him with a burning in my eyes and a lump in my throat.

“It matters, (Y/N). You’re my best friend and I care about you. And it won’t ruin our friendship,“ I could see the hurt in his eyes but I still couldn’t bring myself to believe him.

“Really? You care? Is that why you haven’t put much effort in trying to talk to me? At least Archie, Betty, and Veronica stopped me multiple times in attempts to get me to talk.“

“What could I have said that they didn’t already?“ he was raising his voice at this point, something he rarely ever did towards me.

“Does that even matter? You didn’t even fucking try and yet you still call me your best friend. You know what, Jones, we haven’t been best friends for awhile. Not since Betty asked you to help her with the Blue and Gold. You stopped talking to me and hanging out with me as much, Jones. I wasn’t the one who stopped. And you know for damn sure that I wouldn’t have given up as easily as you did if our roles were reversed,“ the tears were flowing freely at this point and I don’t care anymore.

“What would I have done? Waltzed up to you and you would’ve magically talked to me? I know you, (Y/N). It wouldn’t have been that fucking easy otherwise I would’ve done it. And as for the whole best friend thing, you are my best friend. I just hung out with Betty more because she did the one thing for me that you couldn’t. Make me happy and calm every fucking demon in my head. You’re jealous of her and every one can see it. She’s everything you’re not-”

“Trust me, I know she’s everything I’m not, Forsythe. She’s smart and I’m not. She’s pretty and I’m not. She’s everyone’s friend and I’m not. I’m barely even yours. She’s the perfect girl next door with flawless, milky skin, blonde hair, bright blue eyes, and radiant smile. But I’m not jealous of any of that. I don’t wish to be her. I’m jealous of the fact that she took my best friend from me and made it look like you were never even my best friend in the first place. That’s what I’m jealous of, Forsythe,“ my tone was calm, my stature was calm, but anyone could see the pain I felt in my eyes as tears fell down my cheeks like it was raining.

“Are you sure?“ I hate the smirk that he was wearing as he got up and took slow steps towards me. It’s the one he wore whenever he knew something others didn’t, “I think you’re jealous of the fact that I love her and not you,“ that’s what did it. I froze as I felt myself going numb from his words.

“Fine. I love you and I fucking hate it. Are you happy now?“

“Then stop loving me-”

“I can’t! Don’t you get it? If I could, trust me, I would’ve stopped when I first started to. I’ve loved you for years, Forsythe. And I hate it so fucking much. I hated it when I told Archie years ago, I hated it when you all made fun of me for it, I hated it when you broke my heart, and I hate it now as you break my heart yet again. So I’ll say it again, I hate this,” I got up and walked towards him as my words were muffled slightly as I spoke through gritted teeth. I saw shock seep into his eyes as everything that was happening clicked.

“(Y/N)-“

“Save it. I think you said everything you wanted to. Don’t you agree? And I proved you wrong yet again. What I said ruined our friendship. Just go, Forsythe,“ I turned back to my desk and sat down in my chair.

“(Y/N), I-“

“Go,“ he sighed heavily before I heard him take his leave through my window. Once I turned around to make sure that he was gone, I walked over and shut the window, locking it as well. I could feel everything hit me all at once as I reached for my phone and called Kevin.

“What’s up?“ I couldn’t form a coherent sentence through my sobs but luckily, I didn’t need to, “I’m on my way.“

~Ace~

8

Natsume Yuujinchou Roku (3/11): Nitai - Sama

[The “deal with youkai” trio]
You were far away, and yet you remembered me, you tried to connect with me again. You kept talking to me, even though you knew what I am. It made me happy. It made me want to help a friend who’d come to me with a problrm, too. Several days later, this time, Shibata came to visit me.

Sinful Delights(Christian Yu x OOC x Jungkook AMBW)

SOOOOO Of course I have a thing for pissing of my best friends and really fucking them up when I need payback. I had to get payback against this little hoe for lying to me about a certain someone. BUT ALSO i saw a LOT of people talk about both Christian and Jungkook so I thought why not do it? But this is for her. For my.. “Angel” ;) @silhouetted-beauty

A light knock on you and Christian’s shared apartment door alerted you that someone had come to see you both. Though you didn’t know of anyone coming to see you and your lover it appeared his friends tried to pop up all the time to hang out with him, and occasionally you had a friend who came over to visit you but never as much as Christian. Pushing down the hems of your shorts and your ‘borrowed’ shirt that you stole from Christian you opened the door smiling a bit too widely once you saw who was on the other side of the door.

“J-Jungkook?” You asked softly as you opened the door wider. “What are you doing here? Aren’t you preparing for tour? Or your comeback?” You hurled questions at him left and right causing the male to laugh as he looked down at you.

“Noona you’re always such an eager girl.. Aren’t you?” The way he asked that, or maybe it was how he looked down at you. Regardless your nose flared as you watched the male cursing your height for a second.

“Whatever Jungkook. What are you doing here?” You asked again crossing your arms over your chest.

“I came to see your boyfriend.. I know he is here because I just texted him. Could you let me in?” He asked taking a step towards you but you blocked him shaking your head.

“No, unless you answer my questions first.” You said in a matter of fact tone. Jungkook seemed a bit surprised but it didn’t stay there long before he was shoving his hands into the confines of his pockets and you had to admit he looked good. Baggy blue jeans, an open plaid red and black shirt with a black V-neck under it and his beloved timberland boots.  His brown hair curly and some fringes falling into his eyes.

“To answer your questions, I already told you why I’m here. There is no tour for another month but we are preparing noona we are BTS and we are ready. Also, the comeback isn’t happening until next month so can you please relax for me? I mean I know I’m your bias and all but you don’t have to be so worked up over me.” Jungkook teased brushing past you to slip in the house as you tried to collect yourself from falling over or having your mouth drop on the ground.

“USED TO JUNGKOOK! YOU USED TO! I LOVE YOU ALL NOW!” You shouted at the back of his head as you shut the door walking into the apartment. You were going to kill your friend the next moment you got your hands on her.

Christian looked up at Jungkook as soon as he entered the front room. He smiled widely and reached a hand out to slap with the younger male’s and you moved to sit on the couch right beside the table Christin was positioned at. They started to chit chat among each other while you were furiously sending death threats to your best friend as fast as your fingers would move on your iPhone 6s plus.

“Hmm. I see your dilemma. Angel can you give us some time alone?” Christian asked and you stopped looking up at the both men. Christian used that nickname of yours always knowing that you loved it and you would always respond. ‘I have wings’ right back to him. You tilted your head watching them both huffing as you shook your head feeling like you wanted to stay around both male’s. You did love all of BTS but Jungkook did used to be your only bias and you had to admit he was fine though you hated to say that to anyone most of the times.

“Do I have to?” You drawled out looking up at Christian letting a pout grace your lips because usually he gave you whatever you wanted. Including your way.

“Well, no you don’t but since this is personal I will be stepping inside the room with Jungkook. If Lori wakes up I’ll bring her in here.” Christian said about to stand when Jungkook grabbed at him shaking his head appearing anxious as his eyes shifted between the pair of you.

“Hyung we can let her hear. I actually wanted her input on things as well.” Jungkook seemed afraid to really read your gaze but he looked in your face when he wasn’t so nervous. You found him to be cute and endearing. Christian noticing the way you two seemed to look at each other he sat back down. It was no secret you used to have a crush on Jungkook. Well it was to him until he heard you and your best friend arguing, about the male and you had denied him for so long.

“So, what is this about?” You asked sitting up and throwing your phone to the side giving them both all your attention and deciding to wait to finish chewing out your friend. Christian looked at Jungkook smirking slightly and though you didn’t like that look you weren’t going to say anything to him about it now.

“Jungkook here just had some concerns about sex that’s all.” Christian said testing the waters.

“What? I thought you got a lot of action the way you handle yourself on stage.” You teased not really registering what you were implying. Christian’s eyes grew wide and Jungkook choked on his spit but he felt proud nonetheless.

“Have you ever heard the saying sex sells?” He teased as he watched you. “I’m not a virgin by any means but I don’t have the time to just go out and get myself laid with how much I work. But like now I occasionally find free time to get out of the dorms and sneak around.” Jungkook explained to you as he relaxed a bit feeling more comfortable now that he was talking to the both of you.

“That makes sense. Well, what are you really worried about? Sex is best learnt through experience.” You stated with a soft smirk on your lips thinking about all that you and Christian had done in the time that you had been together.

“Well that’s the point, I don’t really have anyone..” Jungkook mumbled as he played with his fingers and you continued being quite oblivious to what was going on.

“I’m sure you can find someone! Jungkook you’re handsome, an idol and I’m sure you could make one post or even look at someone and they would be ready to give it to you.” You smiled comfortingly not seeing the daggers that Christian were giving to you.

“Well if that’s the case. Why don’t you help him out?” Christian asked reserving his facial features. You couldn’t believe what he was saying. You stare at your boyfriend with almost wide eyes tilting your head.

“Excuse me? Why would I when I’m dating you?” You said rolling your eyes as if it was common since.

“Well that’s the beauty of it.” Christian stated sitting up to look at you. You were beyond done with the male at this point and you had so much to say to him. Before you could get a word out Jungkook was pipping in cutting off your oncoming fighting match of volume.

“Yeah noona because I was thinking.. Like you said those girls would be my fans. And I don’t want to risk having a one-night stand with them or anyone else even if they are famous. It can lead to a scandal and the groups image as well as mine could be ruined.” Jungkook was speaking lightly but when he saw you weren’t really buying it he sighed softly. “Noona you are dating Christian which is why I know you wouldn’t go tell on me or to report anything because it would hurt you and him. And I’ve also told hyung this a lot but you’re very.. Beautiful. It only helps that you’re his girlfriend. I had honestly thought about this for a while but I didn’t know what you or he would say until he brought it up to me that you were a fan.” Jungkook said wrinkling his nose as he watched you. Your eyes shifted to Christian and back to Jungkook before you pushed a hand through your puffed up curly hair.

“And you’re okay with something like this? We aren’t inviting a girl into the mix.” You replied frowning as you stare at him and he chuckled shaking his head.

“I mean, of course I was against it. But I know that you used to have a crush on him. And I want to give you anything you want angel, I also want him to be safe and do it with someone he trusts. Considering he doesn’t go out and explore much I thought it would be kind of hot to see you play with someone. But I get to make the rules. I get to tell you both what to do and when and if I don’t like it I get to say stop. And you can’t cum inside of her. Anywhere but in her mouth or her pussy.” Christian said as he looked at Jungkook and then back at you.

“Okay but I don’t even bias just him! I bias all of BTS!” You tried to reason again cursing everything to hell at this point.

“Well if you can’t do it for me or yourself or him. How about you do it for BTS?” Christian said with a smirk dancing on his beautiful lips. You sat there and thought about it for a second and you were torn. Yes, you wanted to do it and yes you knew it was once in a lifetime but you were unsure about the consequences afterwards. Having more feelings for Jungkook when you fought so hard to get rid of them. Both men watched you, waiting for you to give the final verdict.

“Alright then. If you really don’t have any problem I don’t mind helping out.” You finally gave in with a sigh leaning back into the couch. As soon as those words left your lips, Christian got up to shut the bedroom door so that Lori couldn’t get out right away if she woke up. Christian moved back to sit on the chair beside Jungkook as they both watched you.

“Stand up and strip off your shorts and panties.” Christian said a bit too eagerly. You shook your head laughing as you stood up. You were slightly nervous but you didn’t want that to show now because you wanted Jungkook to think you were so sexy and such a different girl from all the rest that he has had or will have. You gripped at your shorts and undid the buttons before the zipper letting the fabric fall off your chocolate smooth thighs and onto the floor. Next were your white lace panties that were slightly see through. You bent over to pull them off before you sat on the couch once again.

“I want you to touch yourself, get all nice and worked up for us.” Christian said with a husky voice and you knew he was becoming excited already. You stared at him for a second before you lifted your legs to place against the end of the couch and spread your legs wide. You brought two fingers up from your left-hand sucking on them and getting them wet letting your silver and pink tongue piercing glide over the digits and once you were satisfied with how wet they were you moved them down to your pussy and started to immediately rub your clit moaning softly. Your head rolled to the side as you watched them, your toes curling as your fingers started to rub harshly against your clit and you cried out softly. Your hips pushed up against your fingers but you didn’t keep them there for too long. You moved one down to dip inside of your pussy causing Christian to groan and shift in his seat as Jungkook pulled at his pants trying to adjust himself. They were both getting excited watching how you fingered yourself, your free hand moved to spread your pussy lips wide so that they could both see your digit dipping in as deep as you could make it.

“Come on angel, I know that you can take more than that. Don’t be shy in front of Jungkook he’s a big boy who knows what you can give him. Be good.” Christian taunted and though your cheek were red you nodded, adding another finger inside of your pussy thrusting them both in and out of your pussy curling them as you cried out in pleasure. It wasn’t hard for you to find your own spot because foreplay like this was something you did from time to time and it also helped that you got off when the male was gone at work or out with his friends.

“Jungkook. Go eat her out.” Christian said softly after he watched you for a few more minutes. He wouldn’t admit it but he was growing impatient already and he wanted to get a taste of you for himself. You let your fingers move faster inside of your heart becoming more turned on by the command he gave to the male who was eager to get up and fall onto his knees in front of you.

“Jungkook.” You moaned softly as he grabbed onto your ankles to pull your legs further apart. Jungkook moved to push the long shirt up around your waist making sure he could see your pussy better. He gripped at your wrist pulling your fingers from inside of your heat and he started to suck on them, making sure he cleaned your juices off your fingers sucking on them until he was sure that he cleaned them off. He placed your hand beside your body and he moved to place a kiss against your pussy, your hand was quick to grip at his brown locks as you pulled him closer. He moaned against your heat, the vibrations caused your hips to shake lightly and buck against his face. Jungkook let his tongue slide up and down your pussy lips French kissing them before he dipped his tongue to flick against your clit. He nibbled slightly on the bud pulling it against his pink lips, his eyes locked on yours. His tongue was eagerly lapping up and down your slit and tapping at your entrance. Your hand pulled harder at his hair and Christian hummed standing up to get on his knees beside the male.

“Here she likes it like this.” Christian said softly, he pushed at Jungkook’s face gently careful not to hurt him. Jungkook got the hint and moved back watching as Christian caressed your thighs and slapped them once before he slid his tongue inside of your warm wet pussy. Your silk velvet walls wrapping around his thick pink tongue that was eager to taste you and fuck you until you were crying his name. His tongue grinding against your walls the tip of his tongue eagerly grazing your spot and then missing on purpose. He had you writing against the couch as he vibrated his tongue inside of you and moved to pull back with some of your juices on his face. “You think you can keep up with me?” Christian asked Jungkook as he slapped at your wet pussy twice causing your hips to push off the couch. Jungkook nodded his head and Christian gently pushed his head back towards your pussy. “Eat her out with me.” Christian winked up at you as the both started to slip their tongues inside of your pussy. Slurping and pushing their tongues deep inside of your pussy. Sometimes one of their tongues pressed against your clit, sucking and nibbling on it. You didn’t know who was doing what, but both of their tongues were magic to your pussy and you urged them both to push away but Christian pushed your thighs down against the couch diving face first into your heat and Jungkook followed his lead until you had one hand gripped into each of their head’s crying out as you came on Jungkook’s tongue. The lewd sounds of your pussy being munched on as they moaned against your heat was like music to your ears and as you were pinned down to take it all Christian helped you ride out your orgasm as your hips calmed down. You reached a hand up to shakily graze through Jungkook’s hair with a soft touch. He pulled back from you both of their lips and chin dripping with your essence that they each cleaned up.

“Jungkook, I want you to lay down on the couch and eat her out while she sucks your dick.” Christian said with arousal thick in his accent. You were shocked to find out he was so willingly and demanding with his wants for you. Jungkook who seemed more eager to comply now, he stood up and started to undo his pants and push them down his legs. You were a bit shocked to see that he didn’t have on any boxers. He took off his shirts as well and lifted you up, positioning you to bring your pussy over his face, one of your legs seemed to be trapped under the cushions at the back of the couch as your foot from your other leg pressed down against the floor. You looked down at his thick organ, you gripped at his shaft pumping him slowly watching him seem to swell up in your hand. Your hand moved against him before you leaned down to swipe your tongue piercing up and down his slit. He moaned out against your pussy, shuddering warm breaths against your pussy lips that caused you to moan out loud as you played with his head. He started to suck and flick his tongue against your pussy until he pushed it deep inside of your pussy. Jungkook moved his tongue up and down the expanse of your pussy making sure he left no area untouched while you worked on starting to suck on his thick shaft, it was big filling your mouth but you didn’t care one bit. You moaned around him, letting your tongue flick against his veins or any inch of his skin that wasn’t coated with your spit yet. You praised having piercings because it made men lose their mind whenever you went down on them. You felt your ass cheeks being slapped and kneaded and soon you were being spread wide, you didn’t have time to focus, your hands playing with Jungkook’s balls you felt a squeal leave your lips causing you to choke on Jungkook’s dick as Christian slid his tongue against your puckered asshole. He played with the rim, flicking at your asshole until it was wet and slowly he pushed his tongue inside of you groaning at the tight space there. Christian ate your ass out as Jungkook worked on your pussy, their slick tongues invading both of your holes and you continued to choke every time you moaned against Jungkook’s shaft. He groaned softly slapping at your hips and your thighs sometimes dragging his nails down your skin as well.

Christian played with your ass teasingly dipping his tongue in and out your ass before he felt you tighten your holes around his tongue as well as Jungkook’s. With one hand rubbing at your clit and your spot continuously being played with you couldn’t help but find your release again your eyes rolling back as you started to swallow around Jungkook who was breathing hard. Christian pulled back slapping at both ass cheeks before he bit onto them moving around the couch to grip at your hair forcing your head off his shaft as Jungkook helped you ride out your orgasm.

“I want you to ride him. Be a good girl and bounce that pussy on his dick do you hear me?” Christian asked growing against your lips as he kissed you hard on your lips. He slipped his tongue into your mouth letting your tongues battle for dominance as you moved yourself to pull down onto Jungkook’s lap. Your hand gripped at his shaft as you made out with Christian. Slowly you rolled your hips up and down on his shaft, coating his dick with your pussy juices you teased him and Jungkook didn’t know what was hotter, looking at your chocolate sweet pussy tease his dick, the way your ass cheek tightened up when you felt pleasure or how you were lip locked with Christian who showed so much dominance over your body.

“Noona don’t fucking tease!” Jungkook almost growled at you, Christian smirked moving his hand to slap at your ass cheek causing it to jiggle from the hit and he gripped at the flesh harshly pulling back to bit and suck on your bottom lip.

“Be a good girl and treat him right baby. Don’t get distracted by daddy.” He teased talking to you like you were younger when you were the eldest out of the both men. Nodding your head, you steadied yourself against his shaft slowly moving yourself to drop down on his dick. You moaned out his name softly as you watched Christian holding his eye contact as you sunk down onto his shaft holding him deep inside of you. Christian watched you for a bit as you rolled your hips and started to pick yourself up and drop yourself down onto his shaft. He was impressed with how you were doing so well for him. Jungkook moved to grip at your hips starting to slam you down as his hips bucked up. It seems his was tired of playing around, fucking you deep and hard he started to roll his hips up against yours fucking your wet heat until your juices were sliding out to rest at his balls. Christian moved back to strip himself of his clothes and gripped at your hair once again as well as his shaft. He tapped his dick against your lower lip watching as you opened your mouth trying to take him into your mouth. He chuckled softly before he was slipping his dick past your pink lips and you took the initiative. Starting to bob your head up and down his shaft quickly trying to get him off as quick as you could you used your hands to rest against his thighs knowing that he loved it the most when you only used your tongue.

You deepthroated him starting to pick up the speed as he rolled his hips forward burying himself deep into your warm wet cavern. Your spit started to slide down your chin as he face fuck you aiding with you to suck on his dick more eagerly. Jungkook continued to rut his hips against yours groaning in pleasure at how your ass bounced against his hips, he could feel his lower stomach tightening up because of how well you used your mouth on him and now your warm walls were sucking him and you were a beautiful sight to see before him. How you were taking both dicks to him was something so erotic he knew he would never be able to get it out of his mind.

“Christian, I’m about to cum!” Jungkook groaned out hoarsely and maybe you were provoking him by continuing to squeeze tightly around his dick eager for the curses and moans that slipped past his lips. He gripped harshly at your hips enough to bruise as Christian pulled away from you. Jungkook slipped out of you slowly and Christian picked you up as if you didn’t weigh a damn thing and moved to put you on your knees in front of the male. He slapped at your ass and aligned himself up with your pussy, slowly sliding back inside of you causing you both to groan out in pleasure.

“Clean off his dick. Use that mouth of yours to make him cum, I know you can do it slut.” Christian taunted in your ear as he pressed his chest against your back watching as you stroked Jungkook’s organ and went back to work sucking him off. You bobbed your head up and down trying to get Jungkook off watching how his chest heave and tighten up as he got closer to an orgasm. Jungkook moved to pull your head off his cock. He stroked his dick off in your face, quickly his dark eyes looking down into your eyes as Christian pounded into you from behind. He let your hips smack together as he swirled them and searched for you spot. Christian could feel his own orgasm approaching but he wanted to get you off first. His hand moving around your body to rub at your clit. He brought his free hand up to his mouth sucking on his middle finger and he slid it inside of your asshole that he had already stretched out with his tongue and he started to finger fuck your ass with his finger sometimes holding it deep inside of you to give you to feeling of being full. His hips snapped and rocked against yours, and your eyes started to roll back as you became incoherent with your words and moans. Jungkook was quick to slide to the end of the couch and he slowly released his white cum on your face in thick ropes making sure to miss your mouth like Christian wanted. He moaned out your name as he came stroking his slick shaft until nothing was left.

Christian thought the sight was so erotic, and he rubbed harder at your pussy slamming against your spot. Your ass was jiggling and bouncing back against his hips as he brought you to your end. Your mouth hanging open as your body started to burn and shake from his thrusts. You were a ruined mess cumming on his shaft and your hands were eager to grip onto Jungkook’s thighs to steady yourself as you got lost in pleasure. Christian was next to follow you cumming deep inside of your pussy holding you close with one arm around your waist. He groaned as he gave you a few extra deep thrusts making sure to bury all that he had inside of you. He slid his finger out of you and pulled you down with him onto the floor. Jungkook got up on wobbly legs disappearing and you were eager to know how he tasted so you licked off what of his cum landed close to your lips shuddering softly.

“You’re such a fucking slut.” Christian growled against your ear making you feel flustered but also extremely proud as you felt the twitching inside of you.

Jungkook came back with a warm towel rubbing your face off making sure to clean you off all the cum and he kissed your lips sweetly giving you a light make-out session. “If I ever need lessons again I know who to come to. Thank you, guys, but I snuck out so I have to go.” He gripped at his clothes and changed in front of you both before he left you both on the ground.

“So, what do I get another round with you all to myself?” He asked and you could hear Lori scratching on the door causing you to laugh.

“Sorry baby I think we woke princess up and she needs her daddy a bit more than I do.” You teased as he slipped from inside of you scrambling to get clothes as he yelled at his door telling Lori to calm down and you used this chance to grab at your phone and your clothes running to the bathroom to shower and get yourself off one more time.