so have some pretty ben ones

More Top Moments in Early American History

- James Madison “accidentally” buys prostitutes for foreign ambassadors

- Jefferson eating a tomato like an apple at a dinner and everyone rushing off to find a doctor because Americans thought tomatoes were poisonous

- Washington and Lafayette falling asleep under a tree after Monmouth

- Washington cursing out Charles Lee after his retreat

- James Armistead Lafayette, who was a badass spy during the revolution and gave Lafayette vital information which led to the victory at Yorktown. Lafayette freed him and James was so grateful he took Lafayette’s last name

- Lafayette being given an alligator as a gift and, not knowing what to do with it, regifting it to John Quincy Adams

- the Constitutional Convention going out and getting turnt two days before the signing of the Constitution, and some of the additional charges being a broken chair, cups, and chamber pots

- John Hancock being smol

- Alexander Hamilton’s argument against hanging John Andrè basically being “he’s too pretty”

- Aaron Burr sleeping through Valentine’s Day

- Lafayette naming his ONLY son after George Washington

- Ben Franklin and John Adams once having to share a room with one bed and falling asleep arguing whether or not they should sleep with the window open or closed

- Ben Franklin taking “air baths” which consisted of him sitting naked in a bathtub for hours a day

- Aaron Burr having a knife hidden in the handle of his umbrella, and then LOSING said umbrella

- John Adams’ kid Charles once ran naked across Harvard Yard

- Alexander Hamilton losing his check book and having to write the bank of New York for a new one, while also requesting his account balance which he didn’t know, which he wrote in the check book, which he lost

- Aaron Burr hitting his head on the same pipe twice jfc he’s such a mess

- Thomas Jefferson getting a terrible headache for two days after behaving awkwardly in front of a girl

- John Adams naming his dog Satan

- Alexander Hamilton’s letters to his totally hetero bro™ John Laurens being censored by his descendants

- George Washington running for the House of Burgesses and getting his constituents totally smashed so they would vote for him


The Emperor and the Amidala certainly seem to be getting cozy~


(This collection of pictures could also pretty much just be titled: “Hux spills all his plans for galactic domination and Kylo is into it” )

We have so many good pictures from this shoot so there will probably be even more coming at some point, as of right now I’m just gonna start posting some of the cuter shippy ones <3 Again, special thanks to @roamingroveon for being an amazing photographer and being sweet enough to snap some pics of us, love you so much buddy <3 

Emperor Hux: Me

Kylo Amidala: @jetstarramblings

anonymous asked:

Can you do "I may or may not have lied and told you I was scared of bears just so you could sleep in the same tent as me" with triplet Kylo (possibly add some cuddling) ❤

YES! Haha I hope you like this hun!

Modern AU Triplet Kylo +  “I may or may not have lied and told you I was scared of bears just so you could sleep in the same tent as me”

Inside of your sleeping bag you laid motionless on your back, staring at what was the “ceiling” of your tent. You had originally been excited for this camping trip, planning it and what you wanted to do for months prior. It was the first camping trip you were going on with just your friends and they were assuring it would be a good time. It also didn’t hurt that a certain band of triplets were coming along on this trip. Seeing as they shared the same friend group, basically, as their cousin Rey it only made sense for them to be invited. 

One triplet in particular especially got the butterflies fluttering through your gut when you saw him climb out of the car onto the campsite. Kylo. Though you had never told anyone Kylo had always been your long time crush. Whether it was at school or Rey’s birthday parties over the years your eyes had always found their way over to him. What should have been just a school girl crush carried out into college and blossomed past any such thing. 

Which led to where you were now. Laying in your tent alone, absolutely dejected at the fact that you had yet to make any progress with Kylo. Hell you didn’t even know if he really knew your name. All of the years being around him and you still managed to make no noticeable impression on him. Even after having many chances laid out before you in these first hours of camping. 

You sighed when suddenly you heard something outside of your tent. Though it wasn’t clear what it was, it certainly sounded like something was moving around out there. Slowly you sat up a little, furrowing your brows as you tried to assess the sound. The sudden sound of mumbling from other tents didn’t help you to decifer what it was either. 

Just as you were about to lean closer to the side in attempt to hear a little better the zipper of your tent started moving down. Almost instantly you turned yourself towards it in anticipation. To your heart’s delight, it was Kylo. Even in the dark hues of your tent you could tell it was him in an instant. Looking up towards you he paused for a moment.


You smiled, “Hey.”

“Rey told me your tent didn’t have a flash light, so I brought one for you.”

Your gut faintly sunk. He wasn’t here just for you, “Oh…thank you.”  

He gave you a nod as he somewhat carefully tossed the flashlight next to your sleeping bag. 

“Just be sure not to use it right now, Ben and I are pretty sure we heard some bears rustling around. The light draws their attention.”

Your eyes slightly widened, “Bears?”

“Yup. They must have smelt the food we were cooking earlier and are probably thinking about rummaging through the trash.”

Suddenly, as if a light bulb went off inside of your skull, you got an idea. 

“But Kylo, I-I’m afraid of bears. Like reaaally afraid. I’ve had family members attacked by them and it-t’s stuck with me. The hospital visits and the scars.”

Though it wasn’t a lie that you had family members attacked by a bear, you certainly weren’t terrified of them. A little anxious and hesitant yes, but that wasn’t going to get you what you wanted in this case scenario.

Kylo’s mouth formed into an O, “Oh…shit. I mean it shouldn’t be that serious. They won’t go mauling our tents.”

“We don’t know that.”

Kylo paused for a moment as he considered your comment. Truthfully you were right, it’s not as though every bear was exactly the same. This one could have been in a particularly destructive mood for all you knew.

“Well…is there anything I can do? You don’t have food in your tent right?”

You shook your head, “No but um…could you…”

Kylo arched a brow as he awaited your response. 

You faked a gulp, “Nevermind i-it’s a stupid idea, I shouldn’t ask.”

“What is it (Y/N)?”

He did know your name! That could have been because of Rey however.

“…Would you be willing to…to sleep in here with me?”

His brows furrowed, “Sleep in your tent?”

You nodded. In reflection perhaps this wasn’t the smartest idea if it meant possibly facing his rejection. Considering you’d be stuck in the woods for the next 4 days with him the last thing you wanted to do was get rejected by him here.

He sighed before running a hand through his locks, looking down at you a moment after. He looked to the opening of your tent once more before turning back to you.

“Would that really help you?”

You nodded meekly, trying not to seem too eager about the idea of sharing a tent with Kylo. He turned back to the opening of your tent and zipped it shut before turning back towards you. Carefully he made his way over, almost bending entirely to walk through the tent. Finally at your side Kylo set himself next to you with a slight groan before moving onto his shoes. Seeing him up this close almost had your breath catching in your throat. He was so much more handsome than you had observed before, the little details on his face becoming more noticeable and endearing to you. 

He turned to look at you, and for a moment you swore you thought he looked nervous, but that brushed away almost instantly. 

“You’re sure this is ok with you?”

You nodded, “It’s already helping to know I’m not alone in here.”

He gave you a small smile, “Alright.”

You laid back down in your sleeping bag, nestling your head into your pillow carefully as a sigh of subtle relief left you. It truly was comforting to have Kylo in the same space as you, and now you knew you’d sleep like a baby. He only furthered your comfort as he laid down beside you, facing you, with his body heat practically radiating onto you. Considering the colder temperatures you certainly didn’t take the added heat for granted. Settling into his own spot he looked at you for a moment, his eyes glistening ever so slightly.

“Is this fine?”

You gave him a warm smile as you pulled your sleeping bag up more comfortably, “Perfect.”


LoveHacks: Book 2

Inside Choices is a behind-the-scenes blog from the Pixelberry team. Got any suggestions for future blog posts? Let us know!

It’s summer here at Pixelberry! That means ice cream breaks, duckling sightings, and new Choices books! We’ve got a few coming out this summer. The Royal Romance was the first of these. Endless Summer will be released around the middle of the summer. And LoveHacks: Book 2 is out now! (That’s not all we have planned, but the rest remains a surprise.) This week, I scooted on over to the other side of the office to get the lowdown from the LoveHacks team:

LoveHacks ended on quite the cliffhanger. Like, who’s getting married? What?! Tell me!

Megan: No spoilers! :P You’ll have to wait to find out like everyone else, but we are really excited for the wedding!

Owen: I can tell you it’s not Martin and it’s not Aiden. From there, you are free to use the process of elimination.

Okay, now that that’s out of the way… what will LoveHacks: Book 2 be about?

Megan: At the start of Book 2, Dani is in a very unsure time in her life. She moved back to the Bay for a job she just quit, and she’s trying to start a company in a city that eats startups for brunch. If that weren’t enough, her love life is at a major crossroads. A lot of twenty-somethings face this kind of uncertainty, and we wanted to capture the humor of it (because sometimes the only way to deal with major life decisions is to laugh about them). Of course, Dani’s not the only one facing new challenges in Book 2, and we have a lot of new stories planned, especially for Ben, Leah, and Mark.

Owen: Yup. Something happens to shake up pretty much all of the character’s lives. For some of them it’s work, for some of them it’s dating, and for some of them perhaps a minor amount of property damage.

Ooh, can’t wait to read more! So what part of Book 2 are you most excited for?

Megan: The Closet! Our artists do an amazing job with the outfits, and Dani has never looked more fashionable. Plus, if you carry over your choices from Book 1 to Book 2, you’ll keep all of the outfits you purchased!

Owen: The new characters! Exclamation point! Guys, they’re pretty cool. And some funny plot lines are coming along with them.  

Half the fun of LoveHacks is the revolving cast of characters and their adventures in San Francisco. Who’s your favorite character to write?

Megan: I love everyone, but I think my favorite character to write is… Brooke. She’s so upbeat and fun, but she can also kick your butt, literally. I also love the friendship between Brooke, Sereena, and Dani. Often the media portrays female friendships as toxic or fake, ready to fall apart at the mention of a man, but these women truly love each other and want to lift each other up. They still tease each other, of course, but in a only-I-can-say-that kinda way.

Owen: It’s hard for me not to say Sereena or Cole, because they deliver some of my favorite jokes, but I think my answer is Ben. It’s rare to see a “geek” in the media that isn’t a nerdy caricature, so getting to write a geek that was natural and confident and charming was pretty cool. Also, it’s even MORE rare to see an Asian male love interest, so TAKE THAT, MEDIA.

Give me a #LoveHack. You have five seconds. Go!

Megan: Drink lots of water. Works for both life and love. :P

Owen: Be more attractive. Lolz jk. Just be more confident. Lolz jk again. Just be yourself. That other stuff is too hard.

#Truth. Thanks for chatting! If you’re reading this, I hope you’re also playing the first chapter of LoveHacks: Book 2, out now!


The Good Parent - Part Five

Summary: After taking a long break at work and finally returning, you were already working overtime on your very first day. You happened to be the kindergartener of the son of Dean Winchester, a busy hunter, who would turn out to be the reason for a lot of trouble for you.

Words: 1536

Pairing: Dean x Reader

Originally posted by frozen-delight

Warnings: none

A/N: This is still a rewritten part. Including Part 7, everything will be rewritten forms of the old parts.


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hotdamnitslaura  asked:

im so much of a fucking mess that i cried when ben got his pie because my thought process was "this is probably the first time he's eaten pie since he started dear evan hansen" and then i cried on my friend's couch while her mom watched from a considerable distance asking if i was emotionally okay dkwbdkahdkjs

omfg me too me too me too. i thought the exact same thing when sara handing the piece of pie to him cause like…….he hasn’t eaten dairy (or gluten or caffeine) since the show started and there was one interview where someone asked him what he was gonna do if he won the tony and he said something like “well, whether i win or lose, i’m probably gonna go have some cheesecake bc i used to have it for my birthday every year but not anymore and i wanna celebrate”. and you know what, pie is pretty close to cheesecake, and ben won the tony, so all his dreams are just coming true and i couldn’t be happier for him. (also the entire tonys were so much of my mom asking if i was okay bc i cried. a lot. and am still not emotionally okay tbh)


as a revisionist, the thing i enjoy the most is posing for dialogue. boards are drawn before any audio is recorded, and often one drawing will have a whole paragraph of dialogue, or a line read will be so big/specifically delivered that the board needs a lil more spice added to it. and when that happens (which is pretty often!) either Kat, Joe, Rebecca or I (And sometimes Ben!!!) will pose for dialogue. Here’s some stuff I did for STEVEN VS AMETHYST!

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anonymous asked:

So if I read that Out quote right, Ben basically admitted to a gay magazine that he experimented in school and it was no biggie (am I correct? I know quotes can be misleading sometimes) and people still think he's totally straight? I know experimentation doesn't automatically = queer but it at least makes the idea he COULD be queer in some way less ~shocking u know? People get all up in arms if u so much as suggest this but yea. I would be more shocked if he was 100% straight but that's just me

(Nonny is referencing this quote)

Pretty much.  What I find amusing is the line right before that quote the interviewer says “[Ben] claims to have been oblivious to the kind of sexual antics for which English boarding schools are supposedly notorious.”  And literally the very next line, Ben shows he was actually quite aware of it. So he knows on one level he’s not supposed to admit to it, and on the other, well, he’s repeatedly described himself as “unable to keep [his] mouth shut”, especially when he starts rambling, and hence a “PR nightmare”.

And yes, for anyone who didn’t pick up on it by the name, OUT is a magazine for the gay community.

anonymous asked:

Broegan I am losing hope that Peter and MJ will ever be together in the main universe. :(

okay i’m w/ you sometimes but i just mean… it’s gotta. check this out:

i have faith okay. there is a definite feeling of a much larger storyline at play here…  OMD is listed one of the WORST comics ever created and with 88% of readers wanting the marriage back, if they return it and make it into a big event, money will reign down on marvel. we know how much marvel loves money. 

it took 30 years for bucky barnes to be returned, but we all loved it. there is no expiration date on restoration, it just depends on who wants to fix it.

……i have a lot of feelings.

Classroom Ship

Originally posted by slut4kylo

Request: “ I have a Teacher AU that isn’t on the list, but I think it’s funny! Ben Solo and the Reader are the faculty ship on campus, and instead of catching students texting in class, the students catch them texting eachother!”

Summary: (Y/N) and Ben are teachers at an elementary school. As they start hanging around each other more often, unbeknownst to them, they become their students favorite faculty ‘ship’. The students are even more avid about them getting together when they catch them texting each other during class hours.

A/N: Sorry I’m posting this a lil late, but YAS! Haha I’m all here for teacher Ben Solo! I decided elementary school kids were the right age for this, cause well they’re generally nicer and aren’t trolls about teacher relationships haha. Also in this AU I made Rey a few years older and also Ben’s fraternal twin sister, just so no one gets confused. Hope you all enjoy!

With your eyes barely open, you looked at the coffee maker before you as if unsure as to what it was. Being as tired as you were, you could have easily mistaken another appliance for the familiar black Keurig you loved so much. To say you were hardly ready for the day would be an understatement. Even with your preparation the night before, you were not nearly as rested or caffienated as you needed to be. Winter Break had come to a close and it came far too suddenly for your liking. You loved teaching, but you couldn’t deny that vacation was just as close to your heart. 

Considering how much time you spent grading assignments the first week, you couldn’t help but feel you had been cheated of your well deserved vacation. What was supposed to be a break from school turned into a flurry of winter festivities with family and friends with only one real day of sleeping in and unwinding. You were exhausted. 

Sighing you went to put your usual mug onto the silver metal when you heard a baritone voice from behind.

“Still on break huh?”

You smirked faintly, already knowing who it was. Turning to your right you saw the familiar and welcoming smile of your favorite coworker by far, Ben Solo. With his dark brown hair lightly toussled, his warm eyes squinting slightly as his uneven jaw exposed his deep dimples, his brown dress shirt stretching over his muscular arms, he held two white coffee cups just in front of him. Bringing one closer to you he offered you a sincere smile.

“I wish. What’s this?”

He shrugged, “A pick me-up, just how you like it.”

Smiling you gladly removed the mug from the Keurig and placed it on the counter as you accepted the white coffee cup. The instant the warm feeling covered your palms you hummed in content, looking back to Ben.

“You didn’t have to do that Solo.”

He shrugged again, leaning against the counter as he took a sip of his own drink.

“Figured it was a good welcome back gesture.”

You nodded, sitting in the plastic chair in front of him as you relished in the feeling of the coffee warming your palms.

“Well thank you.”

He nodded, clearing his throat after he finished another sip.

“How was break?”

You scoffed, taking a sip of your coffee as if it was liquor you had to down in order to tell the story. Faintly shaking your head you sighed.

“Busy, very busy. I hardly got to rest.”

“Ah, I’m sorry. You at least have a good time?”

You shrugged, “Yeah, definitely got to do some fun things with family and friends. You know, wintery fun and all that jazz. How about you?”

He laughed faintly, his teeth just barely flaring with his genuine smile.

“Well mine was busy as well, family hounded me from beginning to end. Other than that, it was pretty good. Went snowboarding for a little bit, so I got some fun.”

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abundantsunshine  asked:

I am studying abroad in London this summer, do you have any suggestions of places to go or need to see things?

Sure! I’ve gotten a few asks about this in the last few days, so hopefully everyone will see this answer. Here are some suggestions:

  • Borough Market - This is one of my favorite spots in London. It’s basically a huge food market, and definitely one of the best ones I’ve been to. The market is a little way from the London Bridge tube station, and is directly next to a church which is very cool (and totally worth looking inside!) My favorite thing to do is walk around and try all the different samples, but my biggest suggestion for the market is a small grilled cheese stand that’s just outside of the courtyard of the church. There’s always a huge line for it, and it’s about 10 bucks, but you’ll never ever have a better grilled cheese in your life. 
  • Museums - Obviously, you have to go to the British Museum and to the National Gallery (I would highly recommend the second floor, impressionist rooms. The Monet collection is out of this world!) But on a less obvious note, I would suggest the The Courtald Gallery on the Strand - it costs money, but it’s a fantastic, small art museum that’s held in a really beautiful building. If you have time, I would also suggest the Museum of London and the Imperial War Museum, but both of them will take at least half a day each (the Imperial War Museum is pretty far away, but close to the tube station). Also, really quirky suggestion, but there is a museum just outside of Hyde Park called Apsley House, which is the house of the Duke of Wellington. It’s one of the weirdest museums I’ve ever been in but really awesome - it’s especially cool if you read up first about the history between the Duke of Wellington and Napoleon (the story behind a huge ten foot statue of Napoleon in the stairwell is one of my favorite things ever). Also: The Tate and Tate Modern, if you have time. Tate Modern will cost money though - they have a permanent collection, but it’s never as interesting as the new exhibitions. 
  • Theater - London has, in my opinion, the best theater scene in the world, and you have to take advantage of it. You can go to a play at the West End but in my experience, it’s really expensive and not as good as plays that are put on at smaller theaters. Check out what’s playing at some of these theaters, and you should be able to get some reasonable tickets: Southwark Playhouse (this theater is amazing, it’s made out of an abandoned tube station so the stage consists of two huge tube tunnels), The National Theater (panders to a greater audience, but the tickets are cheap and they usually play three to five plays at a time so there’s lots of options), Young Vic, and Barbican Centre. The National and Barbican both have bars in the lobby, so they’re a nice play to hang out before the play as well.
  • Walks - Literally. Just walk around. It was one of my favorite things to do in London. My favorite walks include bridges, particularly the Millennium and the Embankment bridges, because they have such amazing views (nothing is better than walking over the bridge with St Paul’s in the distance). Go from Tottenham Court Road, through Charring Cross, through Leicester Square and China town. There are tons of tube stops on the way, but honestly it’s not a long walk. Go from Trafalgar Square to Picadilly circus. There are signs everywhere with maps on it, so you don’t even need a GPS. Walk through Hyde Park, or spend the afternoon in Regent’s Park following the same path that Virginia Woolf laid out in Mrs Dalloway. Walk down the Strand, past theaters and the court houses. There’s so much to see just by walking around and looking and, best part, it’s free!
  • Churches - Obviously. St Paul’s is expensive, but if you go on Sunday it’s free, and they often have free organ concerts in the afternoons. There is almost always someone playing music on the back steps, so spend some time out there. There’s no way to get out of paying for Westminster, but you should just pay the money and take the audio tour - it’s a really amazing place. If you can get out of London, I would suggest taking the train to Salisbury (where Stonehenge is!) - the cathedral there is one of my favorites in the world. 
  • Other - Check out the basics: Tower of London (go early so you don’t have to wait in line at the crown jewels), walk over London Bridge, see Big Ben and Parliament, go on the London Eye if you want to (pretty cool, but v expensive), walk through Covent Garden, see the street performers in all of these places, get harassed by someone wearing a queen mask, etc. 

Summary: A fluffy one shot with you and your good friend Ben Solo, who never ceases to make you feel warm. 

The cold had come suddenly, the temperature dropping seemingly overnight. After a few uncharacteristically warm weeks in October, this shift left little room to adjust. One day you’d be uncomfortably warm, the next it’d be gone. This was New England weather, erratic and extreme, and it left feeling as if you could never get warm again. You tried drinking hot tea, which only brought a short lasted heat. This made mornings more difficult, you had even less desire to leave the confines of your cozy sheets.

You missed Ben, a close friend of yours who was a human furnace. Ben was a very touchy kind of guy, and even if you had spoken about keeping your friendship (because you didn’t think Ben would want to be with you anyways, you weren’t his type) you missed his annoying acts of affection. Ben was busy off helping his mother with her campaign for senator, you were glad that he was finally taking some time to repair their damaged relationship, but it meant that he couldn’t be in contact with you very often, and it bothered you more than you liked to admit.

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sadsymphonys  asked:

Hey, what brand/type of bodypaint did you use for your karkat cosplay? I've never used bodypaint before and i have no idea what works best

!!!!!! OK SO LIKE

i use ben nye. Which is stage makeup. Im pretty fucking loyal to ben nye lol i have a ton of makeup from them so I always recommend them (i can give you the exact color in a bit if you want)

Buuuut ben nye can be pricy and some people dont like it!! Some other really good ones are Mehron color sticks and Krylon (which I actually plan on getting some more of soon because i reaaaaally like theirs and if you do it right, you can literally scratch at the makeup and it doesnt come off its great)

But yea! That makeup you see is Ben Nye. I have a tutorial up on youtube for how i do my karkat makeup ^-^


If I’m right £960 just in autographs, passes and photos could be less if she doesn’t get the pass for Sunday because it looks like one pass is for Saturday and you have to have another one for Sunday. Depending on flights and it’s a weekend and their tourist season so rates for the hotel and flights will be pretty high and depending on how high class a hotel 3,000 to 4,000 on the low end maybe? If that’s what some of the Nan’s are spending you got to ask were do they get their money from? Couldn’t they put the money to better use than chasing a man around at cons, plays and other events he appears at, in hope he’ll fulfill some weird fantasy they have. They call us the obsessed ones. I might like Ben’s work but not enough to spend that kind of money to see him.

All For You (Ben Mason X Reader)

Fandom: Falling Skies
Pairing: Ben Mason X Reader
Word Count: 2,981 
Author’s Note: Not a request, but I had this idea after last week’s episode and today’s episode only made me want to write it more???? Also: not an AU, I just alter a few things about the timeline. Like, there’s about a month gap between Maggie getting her spikes removed and the 2nd Mass travelling to the 14th Virginia (is that even what it’s called?? idk??), and in reality it’s only like a couple of days?? Also the ending’s super abrupt I am so sorry.
WARNING: Spoilers for the most recent episode of Falling Skies!! Read at your own risk!!

“Anne, please,” You pleaded, knitting your eyebrows together and giving her the most desperate look you could. “He’s, god, he’s so miserable. It’s killing me.”

“And, what?” Anne asked, frowning at you. “You think putting Maggie’s spikes into you won’t?”

You groaned loudly and tugged on your hair in annoyance. “I don’t know. Probably. But if there’s even a possibility of it working, I’m willing to take the risk. I’ll be stronger, I’ll be of more use to the Second Mass, and-”

“Ben’ll like you better?” Anne guessed, not unkindly, just thoughtfully.

You narrowed your eyes at her. “Anne, believe it or not, I don’t care about him liking me back.” You shook your head. “He’s my best friend, hell, he’s one of my only friends at this point, and he’s in so much pain right now. I can’t…” Your eyes started to water, and Anne placed a hand on your shoulder comfortingly. “I can’t handle seeing him hurting like this. I have to try and do something to help, don’t I?”

“__y/n__, I know that you want to help him, but it’s just too dangerous.” She shook her head firmly. “I’m sorry.”

“Anne.” You looked at her as seriously as you could. “The only person that’ll get hurt is me. The only person this will affect is me. Please. Just let me try. He’s my best friend, and even though I’m right here, he feels so alone. Maybe if I have the spikes he’ll actually talk to me.”

Anne sighed heavily, pinching the bridge of her nose. “I really wish I had a waiver or something for you to sign.”

You snapped your eyes up to meet hers instantly. “Is this you agreeing?” You asked hopefully, and Anne couldn’t say no to you. You were a good kid and you rarely asked for anything, and you were right; the spikes in the long run could potentially benefit you more than they could hurt you.

She let out another long sigh before speaking. “Yes.”

You threw your arms around her neck, and Anne chuckled softly before releasing you. She patted the edge of the operating table as a signal for you to hop on. “I don’t know how long alien spikes last before they die,” Anne started, pulling on a pair of reusable rubber gloves. “So let’s get started, shall we?”

You nodded instantly, tugging off your shirt and clambering onto the table. “Thank you, Anne. Thank you so much.”

Anne rolled her eyes, but there was fondness in the act. “You probably won’t be saying that when I’m putting alien parasites into your body, but I’m glad that you’re happy for the moment.” Anne tugged her hair into a quick, messy ponytail before grabbing the jar of spikes from a desk and placing them on the table next to you.

You gulped a little when you saw the way they wiggled and squirmed against the class, but when Anne asked you again if you were “One hundred percent sure that you wanted to go through with this?”, you responded immediately.

“Definitely.” You were pleased to find that your voice didn’t tremble, and you offered Anne a grin full of fake confidence. “Let’s get this over with.”


“Ow.” You grumbled almost an hour later. You carefully got to your feet with Anne’s assistance, and you were pleased when your legs didn’t buckle out from underneath you. You didn’t feel incredibly different, but you did feel a lingering tingle in the back of your mind that you thought had something to do with the spikes previously belonging to Ben.

“Thank you, Anne.” You said genuinely, hugging her tightly. “You’re the best.”

Anne mumbled something that sounded suspiciously like “Damn right”, and you thought she was going to say more before the door to the temporary medical center swung open, and both you and Anne blinked in surprise as Ben rushed into the room.

You pretended that the look of disappointment on his face didn’t sting.

“Sorry,” You commented, not all that apologetically. “You probably thought I was Maggie.” You slipped your shirt back on before bringing your gaze back to Ben’s face. “It’s just me.”

Ben raised an eyebrow at you, but he didn’t look so disappointed anymore. “What did you do?”

You shrugged noncommittally, bringing a hand to your neck and touching the spike you found there. You let out an inaudible gasp, the material felt weird and foreign underneath your fingertips, and pulled your hand away. You gave Anne a jerky wave and a small smile before gesturing for Ben to follow you out of the room.

He did as you asked, but you could feel Ben’s eyes on your neck the whole time you walked. You led him to a building that you thought was deserted and quirked an eyebrow at him lazily.

“Why’d you do that?” Ben asked, and you stiffened as Ben’s hand slipped past your neck to stroke the spike that was protruding out of your skin.

You put all your focus into ignoring that and Ben’s close proximity, trying to formulate a response. “You were sad when Maggie got them taken out. I know I’m not Maggie,” But god, sometimes you wished you were. Wished it was you Ben was in love and not her. “But you just seemed so heartbroken and so alone and I don’t know if this is even gonna help, but I wanted to try, you know? Thought it’d be worth a shot if it made you feel like you had a friend again.”

Ben’s lips tilted upwards at the edges in a small smile. “I never stopped feeling like I had a friend,” Ben pointed out, nudging you with his elbow. “It was more like a piece of my heart was ripped out.”

“Has that eased at all?” You questioned hopefully, because really you had done this to make him feel better.

“Actually, yeah.” Ben said, and even he sounded surprised. Ben wrapped an arm around your neck and pulled you close enough to brush a kiss across your forehead (and you knew that it was meant to be nice and show you that you were his friend but it just made you want more). “Thank you.”

You coughed to ease the tremble that you knew would be in your voice. “Anytime, Benji.”


“Want to go for a run?” Ben asked, sidling up beside you. You were currently in the process of taking inventory of how much ammo the Second Mass had, but you were you could find someone else to do it.

“Sure.” You responded easily, and the smile alone on Ben’s face was worth making someone else do the job for you. “Give me a second so I can find someone to take over this?” You requested, and Ben nodded, bouncing on the balls of his feet.

You didn’t understand why he was so excited about a run, but it was nice to see him excited about anything, so you weren’t going to question it.

You found Matt quickly enough, and it wasn’t hard to convince him to do the inventory for you. With a hug, a promise of “I’ll give you a piggyback ride until I pass out when I get back”, and a ruffle of his hair, you and Ben were off.

You shifted your gun several times as you ran, the strap was biting uncomfortably into your skin, before Ben slipped the gun off your shoulder and slung it over his own.

“You don’t have to do that.” You tried to protest, frowning at him as you jogged alongside him.

“I know.” Ben said, and after a beat of silence, “I want to”.

And if your cheeks tinged a pale shade of pink at his words, well, that was definitely only because you were running and exerting yourself.


“So, why’d we run all the way here?” You asked curiously, taking a seat on a log to catch your breath. The spikes helped with your athleticism (which had been pretty much nonexistent before), but you were definitely not in as good of shape as Ben.

“Because we have some training to do.” Ben said, surprisingly chipper.

You raised an eyebrow at him. “Training for what?” Ben pointed one of his thumbs at you, and you looked at him incredulously. “What do I need training for?”

“You’re stronger and faster now, but you need to know how to fight. Better than before. Once everyone else learns about your spikes, they’re going to expect you to stick with me. So you need to really know how to fight.”

“Lemme guess, you’re gonna train me, like, Mulan style? I’ll be able to defeat the Skitters after one song?”

Ben rolled his eyes at you, but you could the amusement dancing in the green orbs. “Probably not. I mean, I’ll do my best, but one song? That’s pushing it. We’re going to need a whole soundtrack.”

You stared at him for half a second before bursting into laughter. “I can’t believe you went along with that. You never go along with my jokes anymore.” He had when you first met, closer to the beginning of the invasion. You and Ben would always argue about whether comic books (you) or manga (Ben) were better, but he had gotten less and less joyful as the war had dragged on.

Ben shrugged, but you could see that he wanted to laugh too. “I’m trying something new.”

It felt like there was something else to that sentence that he wasn't mentioning, but you ignored it for the time being and climbed to your feet. You spread your feet a little bit and got into a defensive position. “Lesson number one,” You sang quietly, effectively erupting into another fit of laughter.

It took you a little over ten minutes to calm down, but during that time, you managed to make Ben laugh three times (three!!), so you figured the slight delay was worth it.


You were sitting on your bed in the room that the 14th Virginia had given you when you felt a wave of agonizing pain wash over you. You could feel, practically picture, that something bad was happening to Ben to make him feel such intense agony.

You stumbled to your feet, and you were so, so tempted to call out for Ben, but that was stupid and you knew better than that, so you remained silent as you let your spikes help lead you to wherever the hell Ben was.

They led you to a door, so you looked at it thoughtfully before jiggling it off (thank you, enhanced strength!!) and stepping into the room. You gritted your teeth when you saw Ben strapped down onto a table, the man from earlier that evening that had wanted to touch Ben’s spikes standing over him.

One of Ben’s spikes was already removed, and oh god, just looking at the wound made you feel sick.

“Hey, how’d you get in here?” The guy asked curiously, and without answering, you punched him square in the face. You could feel the bones in his nose shatter, and you smiled a little smugly as he fell to the ground. The man let out a harsh grunt of pain, and you climbed on top of him, keeping his body pinned to the floor.

“If you even think about touching him again, I’ll break a lot more than your nose.” You hissed. The man struggled underneath you, trying to get to his feet, so you cracked his head against the ground once, just hard enough to knock him out, and rose to your feet.

Your breath caught in your throat at the sight of Ben, so broken and defenseless, and you trailed a finger along the missing spike. You could feel a dull ache along your own spine at the mere thought of your own spikes being removed, and you hastily shook your head and undid the straps holding Ben down.

He seemed to be mostly unconscious as you helped him into a sitting position, so you shook his shoulders lightly to wake him up. After nearly a minute of you shaking him and him barely stirring, you started to think that you might need a different plan of attack.

“Benjamin Mason, if you don’t wake up right now I swear I’ll-”

“What?” Ben teased, finally awake. “Kiss me?”

You nodded gravely. “If that’s what it would’ve taken.”

Ben pretended to be disappointed, shaking his head at himself. “I should’ve stayed asleep a little longer then.”

You rolled your eyes at him and helped him to his feet, helping him make his way around the body on the floor. You halted suddenly when you realized something. “Where are we supposed to go? They’re gonna find us and they’re going to hurt you more and,” Ben was surprised by the unshed tears he saw glistening in your eyes. “I don’t want them to hurt you anymore.”

“Hey,” Ben reassured, hooking a hand around your neck and sliding you forward so that he could land a kiss on your forehead. “We’re gonna be okay. They’re not gonna hurt me anymore, not when I have you around to protect me.”

You tried to let that be reassuring, and you almost started walking again when you remembered that Ben was without a shirt, and that that might be just a tad suspicious. You slipped off your hoodie, which you didn’t think was big enough for him, and tugged off your shirt as well, a loose-fitting scrap of black cloth that you hoped would fit Ben. You moved to hand it to him when you realized that Ben’s eyes were on your unclothed torso, and you rolled your eyes (he was a boy, and even if he didn’t see you that way, you were an attractive person and you appreciated that he seemed to think so too, at the very least).

You pushed the fabric into his hands and urged him to put it on, definitely not letting your eyes linger on his own bare stomach for longer than was probably necessary, sliding your hoodie back on. It covered your spikes, which was good, because you were pretty sure that it was the only reason no one had known that you had them too (if they had, you would’ve been strapped to a table with Ben, no doubt about it).

“So, where exactly are we supposed to go?” You whispered, Ben’s fingers warm against yours as he led you down a hallway.

He was silent for a moment, and you were starting to think that he hadn’t heard you when he murmured something you couldn’t make out and shoved you both into a nearby closet. The closet was smaller than either of you expected, so you were left pressed up against his chest, and Ben was forced to wrap his arms around your waist to steady himself.

You really hoped that he couldn’t feel just how fast your heartbeat was.

“Why are we in here?” You dared to ask after a moment of silence.

“Saw a soldier.” Ben whispered back. “Didn’t want to run into him.”

You nodded in understanding and moved closer to Ben without meaning to. In the process of doing so, you realized that Ben’s heartbeat was just as quick and unsteady as yours was.

You dragged your gaze up to meet his, and you were only a little surprised to find Ben already looking at you.

“Afraid of the soldier?” You spoke softly, and Ben shook his head.

“You?” Ben questioned back.

You shook your head too, and a gentle smile flickered onto Ben’s lips.

“Can I kiss you?” Ben asked, still taking care to keep his voice low because this wasn’t exactly the best time to be having this conversation.

You hesitated for a second. “Depends on if you’re still in love with Maggie.”

He shook his head instantly. “No.” Ben ran a hand through his hair sheepishly. “I’ve been over that for a while.”

“Thanks a lot for telling me.” You hissed, because fuck you Ben Mason, I’ve been waiting for you to get over her. Before Ben could protest or ask what exactly that meant, you were surging forwards and connecting your lips with his.

Your arms twisted around his neck as best as they could in the small space, and Ben’s arms tightened around your waist. You could feel Ben’s pulse fluttering underneath your fingertips, and it made you smile into the kiss because you were the cause of that. You did that to him.

You felt Ben smile into the kiss too, and you pressed your lips forward a little harder, a little more firmly, and you could hear your own pulse pounding in your ears. Ben’s teeth clacked against yours a couple of times, and your nose nudged uncomfortably against his, but even as Ben murmured apologies, you whispered reassurances.

“There’s no need to be sorry. It’s gonna take some practice, Benji.” You mumbled against his lips, and Ben made a grateful sound before bringing your lips back to his.

And you knew that when you went out of the closet, a soldier would end up finding you and you’d get thrown in the brig, but for the moment, you could pretend that you and Ben were just two teenagers sneaking around during school.

And since that scenario didn’t involve either of you getting tortured, you wanted to stay in the musty, crowed supply closet for as long as you could. So when Ben’s lips found yours for a third time, you didn’t protest. You went willingly, gladly taking whatever he was willing to give you.

(Who knew when the next time you’d get to kiss him would be? Certainly not you. You were going to take as long as you could to do it now, before it was too late.)

End.  <3


Summary: After switching middle schools, young Ben Solo lands his eyes on who he never expects to be the love of his life. After a four year separation of having to move away with his father, you and Ben are reunited your senior year of high school, only to have an emotional ride that intervenes with the true feelings you two feel for one another–but there’s one major problem, you’re already with somebody else.

A/N: Honestly, not sure if I should just keep the gif header bc I haven’t gotten around to making the damn graphic…anyways…here’s the new chapter of cb! So glad you guys are really loving it and how some of you are legit ftfo. It’s gonna be okay. Enjoy!

Warning: Really cheesy angst? Ben sees panties and is a perv

Word Count: 4.5K+

“So mind telling me as to why you never thought to mention, oh…I don’t know? That your brother was moving back?!” You nearly shouted at Rey as the two of you sat in between two book shelves, in the middle of doing homework although a certain someone couldn’t help but think about Ben.

The entire time during gym, your eyes were glued on Ben; although he didn’t have the proper attire, he still participated and decided to play basketball with Poe and Finn. Each and every time Ben would shoot, you found yourself drooling at the sight of his v-line whenever his shirt would lift up. It was safe to say that gym class was spent doing nothing but gawking.

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Guy’s Weekend

“I just don’t get how a weekend at a lake is supposed to strengthen a relationship.” Nate stated.

“Look, I don’t get it either, but listen, I have an idea.” Troy responded.

Troy’s mother has just married his new stepfather after just a month of dating him. Since Troy obviously had no clue what Roger, his new stepfather, was all about, his mother thought it would be healthy for Roger to take Troy to their grandparent’s lake house for a “guys weekend,” meant to strengthen their relationship. But get this: Roger already has four sons. Troy resisted as much as he could to his mother’s wishes, but gave in eventually on one condition: if he could bring his mate, Nate.

Nate and Troy continued riding in Troy’s car behind Roger and his sons on their way to the lake house. “Oh boy, I’m sure I’m going to like this one. What’s your big idea?” Nate asked sarcastically.

“Remember what you did last year at the prom after party to Drake-”

“No, no,” Nate interrupted, “I know exactly where the fuck this is going and you can count me out. I’m looking to relax.”

“Oh, come on! That was so hot! Some football player all of the sudden going gay! I know you don’t want to be here just as much as I don’t! I’m just looking to have a little fun,” Troy said, stroking Nate’s upper thigh.

“But with you dad? And your brothers?”

“Oh, slow your goddamn roll, Nate. First of all, STEPdad and STEPbrothers. And I barely know him and haven’t even met the other three. Plus, you’ll obviously only be able to chose one.”

“Yeah, but you’ve met Ben.”

“Met is a stretch. Nobody’s really met Ben. He plays his lacrosse and he never talks to anyone. I’m pretty sure he’s a psychopath.”

“Or he’s just comfortable in his own head and doesn’t want to trouble himself with other people.”

“Beside the point, we don’t know any of these people, plain and simple. Plus I’d rather be rolling around with one of those guys than playing an icebreaker game with the step-family around the dinner table. I mean, you saw them. I feel like we’re in at a fucking Crossfit tournament when we’re in the same room as them.”

“I won’t argue with that. But how am I even going to get close to them? I don’t know these people. You don’t know these people. You’re the closest to them, and that’s saying something.”

Troy shrugged, “Use me.”

Nate looked at him with raised eyebrows, “That won’t be weird for you?”

“Dude, we go way back; I really don’t mind. I’m honestly surprised we haven’t done it at this point. Plus, I’ve always wanted to know what it felt like.”

Nate considered this, “You know what? Fuck it. Sure, let’s do it.”

Troy clapped his lands loudly, “Fuck yes! Rrrnng! So pumped!”

“Alright, alright,” Nate laughed, “So when do you want me to get into you?”

“Wow, I love the way that sounds,” Troy whispered, rubbing his crotch, “Ummm… You know what, surprise me. I don’t want to see it coming.”

Nate nodded, “You got it.” He reached over and held Troy’s hand.

After many miles of twisting roads and endless trees, the shores of the lake began to appear behind the forest. Just a few miles after that, the two cars arrived at the driveway of the lake house. Roger’s SUV pulled up to the side of the house and it’s doors opened, and six tall, muscle bound men poured out. Each one of them twisting their bodies and stretching, lifting up their tank tops to reveal rock hard abs. Roger got out and put his hand of the mounded shoulder of his oldest son, Taylor, and gestured Nate and Troy out of Troy’s sport car that had just pulled in.

Troy and Nate approached the ridiculously buff group of men in front of the SUV. “God, it’s like they came out of the womb doing crunches,” Nate whispered to Troy and they both laughed.

“Troy, I’d like you to meet my family,” Roger said with a wide grin, “This is Taylor, my oldest.” Taylor raised a hand with a smile, similar to Roger’s. You could tell all of these guys were descended from the same man. “He’s a business executive in the city. Good with numbers, horrible with time.” They all laughed. “This,” he continued, going down the line, “is Don. He’s a rugby player in upstate. This is Peter and his boyfriend Sam, they work in one of the TV studios in the city. And this is Ben, I think you know him from your school.” All of the sons politely smiled with a ‘sup’ to follow and waved except for Ben just raised a hand up and continued typing on his phone.

“Well, hey, I’m Troy, and this is my boyfriend Nate,” Troy said, Nate smiling and raising a hand.

“Boyfriend? Well that’s great, you two and Peter and Sam ought to get along real well!” Roger interjected. Troy, Nate, Peter, and Sam all looked between each other and Roger awkwardly as Roger let out a nervous laugh. “Well, anyways, we have all weekend to get to know one another, but for now, I am beat. I think if it’s alright with everyone, we can all spend the rest of the morning getting settled in and relaxing, then we can all meet up and have some lunch. How does that sound?” Everyone murmured and nodded in agreement. “Sounds like an enthusiastic agreement. See y’all in a bit.”

As Roger and his sons proceeded to unload their SUVs, Nate and Troy walked into the house with their arms around each other. When they entered, they each took their shirts off and went straight out to the porch overlooking the lake. Troy sat on one of the chairs and lit a cigarette. “I’ve always loved it out here,” he said, releasing his first drag, “The air just seems cleaner.” Nate hummed in agreement as he walked to the shore of the lake. He, too, liked it out here. It’s a good place to be with his boyfriend. He felt like he was starting to get as excited to have this little adventure with his lover. He looked back at the porch and saw Troy leaned back in the chair in a relaxed position, his mouth hanging a little open. Now was just as good a time to ‘surprise’ Troy as any.

Nate walked quickly up to Troy on the porch, reached inside his pants and brought his cock out, rubbing it to stiffen it. About five feet away, Troy became aware of Nate’s presence, opened his eyes, “Shit dude! What are y-“ Nate grabbed Troy by the shoulders and inserted his cock into Troy’s mouth, pushing the tip to touch the back of his throat, and Troy welcomed it. Just then, Nate began to liquefy his body to Troy’s surprise. Then Troy began to involuntarily suck, forcing the liquefied mass of Nate’s body into Troy’s widening mouth. As he was sucked in all of Nate, Troy began writhing in the chair moaning, “OOOoohh, fuck.. oooh, yes I can feel you, I can feel you all around inside me I can feel-…” Just then, Nate had taken over. Nate turned and twisted, looking at his boyfriend’s body from another angle, stretching and flexing his body, enjoying the feeling he’s been waiting on for a long time. “Alright,” he said in Troy’s voice with a clap, “Let’s go find us a playmate.”


Nate walked up the stairs in the house in Troy’s body, looking for someone to start with. He arrived at the first guest bedroom where Peter and Sam were staying. He knocked on the door and entered; they were unpacking their bags.

“Hey, you guys need anything? I’m really familiar with the layout of this place,” Nate lied in Troy’s voice. Peter had just changed into a more casual blue v-neck from the polo he rode in wearing, and Sam had done the same with a rose v-neck.

“I think we’re fine, but thanks for asking,” responded Peter. “Yeah, thanks,” agreed Sam.

“Ok, Nate and I will be in the guest room downstairs if you need us for, you know, anything. Really, anything at all.” Nate said with a wink, grabbing his crotch and doing a Michael Jackson hip thrust.

Peter and Sam just looked at each other.

Nate closed the door silently laughing and readied himself to leave Troy. He decided the best route to please Troy. Nate began to exit through Troy’s dick in the form of a long, white, silky, trail of cloud, hearing Troy release a long moan as he exited. Troy whispered “thank you” to the trail of Nate and walked downstairs to their guestroom. Nate continued under the crack of the door to Peter and Sam’s room and quickly slithered under the bed. “Weird kid, and I think I heard him reaching orgasm or some shit just outside the door,” Sam said. Nate could see that they were changing to go out on the boat. Peter laughed, “Just play nice. Dad married his mom, so I think at least I have to get used to him.”

Sam went to the bathroom as Nate slithered to the pair of board shorts on the ground. As soon as he nestled in them, Peter walked over to them and pulled them up his legs and around his waist. Just as soon as this happened, Nate shot himself into Peter’s ass and began filling himself out in Peter’s body, while Peter fell convulsing onto the bed. Eventually, Nate took control and was rushed with the feelings of the body. He looked at his new impressive arms and gave them a flex, feeling the muscles of each with his other arm. He took off the v-neck and bounced his new pecs and flexed his abs. He began to feel his new dick throbbing, and he pulled down the board shorts, the monster 11 inch cock sprung up and slapped the bottom of his impressive torso. “Woah,” Nate said out loud. Turns out the package matches the body. Just then, Sam existed the bathroom and Nate turned to towards him, amazed and nude. Sam looked down at Nate’s erect cock and smirked, “Your dad said relax, so I’ll help you relax.” Sam walked towards Nate in Peter’s body, taking off his own shirt as he came, and pushed Nate onto the bed, and immediately began sucking his new dick. “Wait a m-… oooohh…” Nate called out in pleasure. He held on to the back of Sam’s head as he went up and down. Troy was damn good at giving head, but Sam was a goddamn master, it turned out. After a short time, Nate exploded in Sam’s mouth. He watched as Sam swallowed and crawled up the bed towards him and planted a passionate kiss on his mouth. Nate welcomed it, but realized what he was doing quickly. He turned and slid off the bed, putting on a pair of Peter’s underwear. “I’m going to the kitchen, need anything?” Sam leaned back, wiping off his mouth, “No thanks. But in those? We’re still guests here.” “I’ll be quick.”


Nate left the room in Peter’s underwear, his cock still erect from it’s earlier treatment, bouncing in the compression of the underwear. Peter was off the list. He and Sam loved each other too much. Nate and Troy didn’t want to tear any relationship apart. He passed the home gym, where he noticed Don was working out. He stopped and watched and Don looked over and noticed him too. Don looked down and noticed Peter’s huge boner in the compression of the underwear, “Not interested, faggot.” Nate, a little taken back, grabbed onto the still erect member over the underwear, “Oh, you mean this? Don’t worry, this was already well taken care of.” Don chuckled a bit and continued his exercise.

What a tool, Nate thought as he continued walking until out of sight. Time for subject number 2. He exited in his same trail of cloud from Peter’s ass and exited his underwear from the legs. Peter reached back and felt around his bubble butt, thinking he had just had a bowel movement. He slithered into the home gym and went over to the bench press where Don was easily benching maybe 225 lbs. of weight. Nate entered Don through his ear and Don nearly dropped the weight on himself out of shock. He clenched his teeth together and writhed as Nate entered. It didn’t take long for Nate to be fully in control. Turns out it wasn’t that hard to get into Don’s head; the only things that are up there is pussy and rugby. Don’s body, on the other hand, was something to talk about. Nate stood up and started studying his new god of a body in the mirror.

Nate lifted his arm up and immediately smelled his musk from working out. He felt his new 10 inch cock growing against his gigantic thigh and reached down to shift it. Christ, this family was hung like horses. He squeezed both of his pecs and rans his hands along his abs, next flexing his arms to inspect their unbelievable size. He heard someone approaching and saw Peter walking back to the stairs with a bowl of cereal. Peter looked his way and threw his head up in a ‘sup’ gesture and Nate returned it, now flexing his thighs and ass in the mirror. Funny, he would have been completely turned on seeing a guy like Peter walking around in just his underwear, but he felt nothing. He still felt his member throbbing against his thigh and couldn’t stop thinking about boobs, so he went to the bathroom and rubbed one out to get rid of the feeling. Afterwards, he still felt horny, so he went back to the home gym to do some lifting. He grabbed a couple of 70 lb. dumbbells and began curling them. He watched himself in the mirror and took pleasure in seeing his humongous guns growing and pumping in the mirror. He set the weights down panting, but immediately started thinking about pussy. This was exhausting living like this. He couldn’t feel himself attracted to Troy anymore and he knew he couldn’t adequately please him in this body. It was time to try another one on for size.


Nate strutted out of the living room and into the kitchen where he saw Roger cutting onions in preparation for lunch.

“Sup pops?” Nate said in his best bro voice.

Roger looked up, “Ah, good, at least one of you is at least wearing shorts. Peter came in here wearing nothing but his underwear. I think he and Sam were getting a little too comfortable.”

“Yeah, I heard the bed rocking. Sounds like Sam really knows where to hit it.”

“Come on, Don. I don’t want to hear things like that. I know it happens, I just don’t want to hear about it.”

“Whatever, prude, I know from experience.” Nate joked as he opened the refrigerator to look preoccupied. Roger looked at him questioningly. Nate, realizing what he said, just chuckled to pass it off as a joke. Roger just shrugged and laughed and continued busying himself with the onions. Nate looked into the refrigerator and concentrated. He began to push himself out of Don’s ear as Don clinched his teeth together sucked in air in pain. Roger heard what was happening and turned around to say something, but Nate dove straight into him through his nostrils and quickly got in control of Roger. He didn’t intend on using Troy’s stepdad with him, he just wanted to try him on for size.

“What’s up, Don? Ear infection? I thought those were only childhood things,” Nate said in Roger’s voice, rubbing his nose and sniffling.

“Uuuhh, um, I don’t know, I feel weird,” Don said confused.

“Well, go take a shower before lunch; you smell like death,” said Nate, still secretly admiring Don’s musk.

“Uh… yeah, ok. Yeah,” Don answered, still confused and turned to leave.

Nate gave Don a pat on the ass as he left and watched it jiggle. Don turned around confused, and Nate just smiled.  Don left and Nate began to evaluate Roger. Again, he felt the strong desire for some pussy, but not as strong as he felt with Don, and in particular for Troy’s mother. It was clear that he was missing her and very much in love with her. Just thinking about her got Nate hard. He felt his stiff foot long member in Roger’s cargo shorts. So that’s where all these boys get their impressive tools. He grinded it up against the counter where he was cutting onions and moaned. This is the body that produced all of the cut men in the house. The thought of that made Nate even more hard. No, he thought. This is just weird. He’d never taken over a father before and it just felt foreign. It was time to find someone else.


He went outside in Roger’s body by the pool, where he saw that Taylor was lounging out sunbathing. Taylor had an impressive body. It was clear that he spent a lot of time keeping himself toned and healthy. Nate moved over to Taylor and stood over him. Taylor should have heard him coming. It was clear that he was asleep.  This would make it easier to take control.

Nate decided to have his last bit of fun with Roger and exited through his dick. The long silky trail of smoke drifted out of Roger’s growing dick as he threw his head back moaning and went straight into Taylor’s open mouth. Taylor coughed a couple of times, but Nate was fully in control within two seconds. He opened his eyes and looked up at Roger. “Hey daddio,” he called up to him while Roger looked around, confused by how he got out there. Nate looked down at Roger’s still erect penis in his shorts, “Too bad the new lady isn’t around to fix that” he joked. Roger looked down shocked and covered himself, running back inside. Nate laughed and inspected his body. Before he could even reach down and touch his new large pecs, his mind started racing. How was the company going to turn out this quarter? Would sales be able to gain enough commission? Would accounting meet their deadlines? I really need a girlfriend. Am I going to have enough time this weekend to make that conference call?

Nate was overwhelmed; he was already done with this body.  He couldn’t even get himself hard. Nate pushed himself out of Taylor’s mouth as Taylor coughed a bit, looked around, and dozed back off. Crazy how that fucker could even sleep, Nate thought. He slithered along the ground in his silky trail of cloud and went inside. As far as he could remember, there was just one more. He really hoped this one worked; he didn’t want to come back to Troy empty-handed.


He went into the living room and saw Ben lying on the floor in front of the fire, checking his phone. Good, he was preoccupied. He slithered along the floor and approached his legs, where his board shorts where fanned open, giving way to a clear entry path.

Nate slithered into his shorts, feathered his cock a bit for it to stiffen, and pushed himself in. Ben moaned loudly and arched his back while the tail of the Nate’s trail whipped and slithered the rest of the way into his pulsating cock. Nate gained full control and pushed himself up on his hands to catch his breath. He looked down and saw his heavy, heaving, mounded chest and his heaving, cobbled, sculpted abs heaving, as well has his cock staining against his shorts. He pulled them down and a throbbing, thick 13 incher slapped itself against his abs. He turned over on his back and started yanking on it furiously until he exploded and showered his abs with his cum. He watched as his legs clenched with muscle and lifted his arms and gave them a flex. He was perfect. He thought about going to surprise Troy and found himself getting even more turned on. Good, another gay guy in the house. This guy was more than perfect. He went to the bathroom to clean himself off and started walking to Troy’s room.

He arrived at the closed door and knocked and then positioned himself in a way to turn Troy on. He stood leaning to the side a bit and rested a hand near the bottom of his torso on his impressive abs.

Troy answered the door shocked and immediately turned on.

“Hey, man, sorry to bother y’all,” he started shyly in a deep baritone, “But my phone is starting to die. Do either of you have an iPhone charger?”

“Uh, yeah, um, yes,,” Troy stammered. Nate had to keep himself from laughing. “Yeah, uh, Nate went off to meet some people he knows that live on the lake, but I think he has one in his bag.”

Troy turned to walk towards Nate’s bag to search for a charger and Nate followed, but took off his shorts and rubbed himself a few times to get stiff as he followed. He stopped behind Troy, who was bent over the bag rummaging through it, “You sure your boyfriend won’t mind you looking through his things?”

Troy turned around and Nate was standing over him in Ben’s body completely naked. Troy just looked up with his mouth wide open. Nate bounced his pecs; he knew that always got Troy really turned on. It was then that Troy knew it was Nte.

“You son of a bitch!” they both laughed. “Ben?! Out of all of them Ben? I’m not complaining, I just didn’t know he was gay.”

Nate lifted up his arms in a lazy shrug, “Queer as a three dollar bill.”

Troy approached and planted a passionate kiss on Ben as he felt every muscular contour of his back, grabbing his bubble butt, and rubbing his crotch. “I can’t believe it. Lacrosse Ben. Shy as a mouse, hung like a horse, and now inhabited by my boyfriend.”

“You want to talk about hung like a horse, this whole family is packing!” Nate exclaimed. “They must have been raised around a nuclear reactor or something. Christ almighty.”

They both laughed and continued making out. Suddenly they heard Roger call everyone in for some lunch. “Let’s go show them how close we’ve gotten,” Nate suggested.

They both laughed and walked through the house together to the kitchen. This was going to be a fun weekend.