this took me so long i got so distracted

silver-stargazing  asked:

If you're looking for prompts, some Stan and Dipper bonding is always great! Like maybe playing cards or Stan showing Dipper to box?

Stan taught Dipper how to play Poker, and turns out, he’s really good at it 

Bonus: 

More fun with ADHD:

  • Making a carefully thought out list of all the things you need to get done today, and then spending the entire day doing great stuff that’s not on that list.
  • Getting to the end of whatever thought/conversation you were just having and then defaulting back to whatever the current obsession is, so that everyone gets used to hearing ‘I wonder when that package will come’ or ‘dinner was great last night, yeah?  We should make that more often’ like fifteen times in a day.
  • I lost my to do list in the pile of to do lists.
  • I wrote my to do list on a white board.  The list on the whiteboard is from two months ago.
  • I put estimated times on my to do list.  Apparently I have no idea how the fuck long it takes to do things.
  • The fuck you say ‘talks excessively’, ADHD pamphlet?  Everything I say is fascinating and everyone loves me for carrying the conversation.  Always.  And starting new conversations when they’re trying to leave.  And finishing everyone’s sentences because I knew what you were saying and you were too slow.
  • The closest I ever got to playing Risk was that time someone gave Star Wars Risk to me so we started setting it up but the setup took too long and I got bored and wandered off.
  • I have to take medication reliably at the same time every day so that it can help me not forget everything.  That’s fuckin hilarious.
  • The uncountable times I got fascinated with something and learned a fuckton about it/got really good at it in an unreasonably short period of time, and then once I was better than I ever expected to be, I got distracted and subsequently forgot I ever did/learned it and forgot most of what I learned.
“Did You Miss Me Baby?” (Harry Styles Smut)

Summary: Due to stress and missing Harry, Y/N is sexually frustrated. She tries to deal with it herself, but Harry surprises her by coming home early, and helps her out.

Requested: yes

Warnings: masturbation, blow job

A/N: Sorry for the long wait! This past week and last week have been EXTREMELY busy! I apologize to the person who requested this a while ago. At the time I got this request I was so focused on finishing up the “Come Home Harry, Come Home” series. So, to whoever requested this, thank you! And I hope you enjoy!

*Gif probably doesn’t match but like look at him, how I could I not love and use it?*

Originally posted by ohstylesno

“Did You Miss Me Baby?” (Harry Styles Smut)

For the past few weeks, you have been home alone since you needed to finish exams, and Harry has been traveling around from NYC to LA for his album promo.  In between study breaks, you would turn on either the Today Show or the Late Late Show.  Being away from Harry for a while, you were starting to get horny. You didn’t know it yet, but it wasn’t until you saw Harry in the pink suit on the Today Show, then the patterned and the black velvet suit on the Late Late Show.

With the mix of the stress, and missing Harry, you were frustrated.  Sexually frustrated. You were horny and Harry wasn’t there.  So, you had to deal with yourself.

You push your books off your bed and begin to take off your big t-shirt and sweatpants. After you take off your bra, you lie down of your back. You first move your hands up to your breasts. You close your eyes, and think of how Harry would move his hands over your body. You squeeze each of your breasts, and then pulling at your nipples.

You moan when you feel your nipples start too harden. Next you slowly move your hands down to your underwear, and pull them down to around your ankles. You bend your knees up, and open your legs. You take one of your fingers, and slide it down your slit feeling how wet you are. And then your slowly move your finger back up to your clit making circle shapes. You moan at the feeling. You think of when Harry taught you how to masturbate. Some morning, Harry laid behind you, and you laid your back on his chest, and opened your legs. He first played with your breasts, then moved his fingers down to your core. And you repeated exactly what he did. You first started slow circles, then faster circles on your clit as you got closer. But, Harry always told you to hold off on your orgasm, so when you do, it will be more intense.

So, you slipped one finger into your core, pumping it in and out slowly. Then you added another finger, pumping them faster. As you curl your fingers hitting your sweet spot, you take your thumb and rub it against your clit. Right when you are about to cum, you hear a thump noise and you jump up in fear. Because you were so into what you were doing, you did not even hear Harry come into your apartment calling your name to surprise you. The loud noise you heard, was Harry dropping his bags at the sight of you masturbating.

“Ah baby, that was a lovely sight to see when I first get home.” He says smirking, pulling off his shirt.

“Lay back down princess. Just relax.” He says kneeling down on the bed, putting his head down to your core.

He takes one lick, then looks up at you and raises his eye brows and goes, “Did you miss my baby?”

You just moan back in response.  Looking down you can see him smirking. And then he goes to work. He first licks your whole core with a flat tongue, but then focuses on your clit. He flicks it, moves his tongue side to side on it, and sucks on it.

As you feel yourself getting close, you beg Harry, “Fingers, please. I need your fingers.”

Harry does not remove his mouth from your clit, and adds one finger slowly. After feeling that you have adjusted to his finger, he adds another finger. This time, he removes his mouth from clit, to look at his fingers moving in and out of your core. He is mesmerized watching his fingers disappear, and then when he pulls them out to be covered in your wetness. Then Harry pumps his fingers in and out, faster and faster, curling them. He curls them until he knows that he hit your sweet spot.

Your breath hitches, and your toes start to curl in excitement.

“You wanna cum princess?” He asks not stopping pumping his fingers.

“Yes.” You breathe out.

“Cum.” He orders.

Harry then puts his mouth back on your clit, and continues to push his fingers in and out faster, curling them, helping to bring you to your orgasm. As you cum, you grab his hair, and toes curl.

“Yes, Harry. Yes, yes, yes!” You yell out cumming.  Your orgasm was so strong because you hadn’t cum in a while, and because you prolonged.
When you come down from your high, you pull Harry up and flip you two over so that you are on top. You kiss him, then kiss down his neck, chest, down to his v-line. Down to the hem of his pants.

“I need you cock baby.” You say, unbuttoning his pants, pulling them down.
Harry folds his arms under his head, and looks so at peace. When you pull his pants down, you pulled his boxers down with them. After throwing his clothes on the floor, you see his hard cock spring up onto his chest.

Without any teasing, you start blowing him off. You first swirl your tongue along the head of his cock. When you look up at him, his mouth is slightly open as he groans, and his eyes close with furrowed eyebrows.

Wanting to make him feel good, and to hear him moan, you take him all into your mouth. You starts bobbing your head down, and what you cannot fit you use your hands.

“Take my cock baby.” Harry moans, looking down at the beautiful sight of his girlfriend going down on him.  “Show me how good your mouth is.”

You begin to tease him, by bobbing your head slower, but when you pull your head back, you hold his cock, and with a flat tongue you lick his head, and then go back down on him.

“Babe, if you keep going I’m gonna cum, and I wanna cum in you.” Harry begs.
Reluctantly you pull back with a pout.

“Don’t pout baby.” Harry says flipping you over, so that he is on top. “I am going to make you feel good.” He says giving you a kiss.

He then open your legs, and pushes himself in. You both groan at the feeling. You are groaning at the feeling of being filled up, and he is groaning at the feeling of how you squeeze around him perfectly.

“Babe, I’m not gonna last long, you feel so good.” Harry moans, thrusting into you fast.

“Ugh, yes Harry. I missed you.” You say kissing him.

“I missed you too love. You make me feel so good.” He moans.

“Faster Harry, faster.” You moan.

Harry then grabs your hips and begins thrusting faster. You moan as you hear the wet sounds of him entering you, and your skin smacking together.

Overwhelmed with pressure, you scratch down his back, which causes him to groan in pressure.

“You fill me up so good, so deep.” You moan in his ear.

“You close?” He breathes out. Before you could answer, he takes his thumb and starts making circles on your clit, and you start tightening around his cock.

“Yes” You moan.

“Cum for me.” He says, thrusting faster into you, circling his finger quicker. With his words, you let go. You scream out his name with your legs wrapping around his waist.

After you relax, you begin moaning in Harry’s ear, “Cum for me baby. Fill me up. I want to feel you inside of me. Cum.”

With your dirty words, and seeing you a moment ago cum, Harry releases inside of you, groaning out your name, thrusting hard and fast into you. When he comes down, he rolls over next to you, and puts his arm around you, pulling you close to him, kissing your forehead.

“I miss you baby.” He said, running his fingers through your hair.

“I missed you too baby.” You say, kissing his chest.

“Thank you for my welcome home present.” He says smirking.


A/N: Sorry this took so long to post! I wrote it last night, then got so distracted by the Stanley Cup that I forgot to post it! Tell me what you guys think!

anonymous asked:

so how did it go? how did you propose? how did she? did you use that song from the flash?

Well.

I took her and her family to the children’s bookstore we went to together the first day she told me she loved me, and I had her kid sister distract her until four of our closest friends got there, and she cried the moment she saw them because she knew…

I held her for a long time, and when she was ready, I read her the comic that I wrote and the wonderful @cassiebones illustrated. It was so intimate that I honestly forgot anyone was there but she and I, that anyone else existed in the multiverse… and I had practiced the night before getting down on one knee and taking out the ring box without a hitch, and if I do say so myself, I accomplished it smoothly af… she cried more, and I was shaking, and I kissed her hand, and I told her how much I love her, how I want to dedicate my life to making her happy every day, every night, and every moment in between, and she is my angel, and will she please do me the honor of marrying me?

According to our friends, she said yes like four times, and I had to ask which hand to put the ring on and everyone laughed and we kissed and one of my best friends was hilarious and everyone was crying and I just…. it was amazing.

And then two nights ago, she gave me my ring, and I turned on Running Home to You from The Flash, and she got down on her knee to give my ring to me… it was perfect, and I cried that time.

So…. yeah!!!!!! <3 <3 <3 <3

A Broken Heart

Character: Jungkook (BTS)
Word count: 2497
Summary: Young Jungkook finds out one weekend what a broken heart really feels like | #fluff #babysitter!au

Related stories: You’re Like a ButterflySave Me, Save Me

a/n: omg these babysitter stories are so fun to write! baby bts are so cute I can’t ;;w;;

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sns as songs by the front bottoms

one day i said to my gf “i wonder how many songs by the front bottoms can be applied to sasunaru?”

the answer is 14

note: this is in order of the discography so better ones might be later in the list

@franruto here u go!!

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Benevolence  8

8/20

Word Count: 2,807

We’re almost finish with half of the first half of the series make sure to tell me what you think. Sorry it took so long I did have 3k words written but they all got deleted so I half-assed the chapter.


“What the hell?”, The words hurt while pouring out of my mouth. My lips were cracked and my throat  was hoarse and dry. The light was harsh on my eyes causing the rest of the room to become difficult to see. Was I in the hospital? I could hear the beeping of a machine going off and looking down at my hands wires were connected to me. I could remember everything clearly, being ran over by that car because I let myself be distracted by Baekhyun. Why did they run me over in the first place? How did I even end up in this hospital, the streets were dead silent. It was just the person who ran me over and I, alone. Why didn’t they just kill me?

“Y/N?”, I heard a familiar voice speak to me, I slowly turned my head towards the person to see my friend Edward sitting on the edge of the hospital couch. “Good you’re awake, I was freaking out over here.”, He chuckled lighting getting up from the couch walking over towards me.

“You sound like a 45 year old woman who’s been smoking cigarettes since she was 16.”, He laughed at the sound of my horse voice. 

I was too distracted though, nothing was really blurry but still, nothing was clear. I was hit by that car, whoever did it could’ve easily finished the job but yet, I’m lying in the hospital. 

“What the hell happened to me?”, I groaned twitching my fingers awaking them from their sleeping state. Looking down at my hand I saw one of them firmly wrapped up. Did I break my finger, I’m a fashion design student injuring my hands isn’t really an option if I want to keep my place at the top 

“You got into a car accident and crack a few rips most of the trauma is due to shock I guess.”, Edward explained to me. “You’ve got a few scratches and slices in places as well.”

That explains what happened to my finger, but the other shit doesn’t make sense. Even if my head is messed up right now, I know for a fact I was hit by a car. I was walking on the sidewalk when it came charging at me. 

“Calm down Y/N, you’re fine everything will heal quickly.”, Edward tried to calm me down once my machine started beeping loudly. It wasn’t my state of being that worried me, it was whoever the hell ran me over.

Either the doctors were lying and trying to cover it up or whoever ran me over must’ve change my position to make it look like I got into a car accident.

Who the hell was in that fucking car?

“Doctor come in here she doesn’t look so good.”, Edward pleaded desperately.

My vision started to blur so I couldn’t see who had walked into the room. It become harder and harder for me to breathe. My fingers gripped the side of shits on the thin hospital mattress.

“We’re going to have to sedate her.”, I heard a deep voice gruff before I passed out.

Who was in that car and why did they hit me?


“What the fuck Kai?”, Baekhyun yelled itching to finish what the two had started yesterday. I was still on edge about the whole thing myself, in a way even though Kai and Yixing, told me it wasn’t my fault, I still felt guilty. In all honesty I only came on this trip because I didn’t want Baekhyun alone with Taeyeon around the guys. However, in this moment it was clear that had already happened and now we aren’t even together anymore.

“Fuck off, we were just joking around. It’s none of your business anyway Y/N, can kiss whoever she wants to.”, Kai spat back towards him slowly but he was definitely getting closer and closer to him.  Kai didn’t open up about the situation at all really, it was so frustrating not knowing why the two of them were fighting. At first I did it was because of me however, Kai’s anger seems to be a lot more deeper then it leads on.

“Still it’s insensitive you’re one of my best friends Kai.”, Baekhyun protested scrunching his face up in disgust.

“That’s fucking rich coming from you.”, Kai smacking the back of Baekhyun’s head with a little too much force causing him to stumble towards him. “Bringing your ex-girlfriend who you were cheating on your use-to-be current girlfriend with you one this trip wasn’t?”

Baekhyun held the back of his head in anger ready to pounce on Kai, “I didn’t cheat on her. She k-”

I didn’t know what Baekhyun was going to say but, I knew he needed to shut the fuck up. He had already tried to tell them about the relationship once, now that it was over I still wasn’t comfortable with anyone knowing about it.

“Why does it matter?”, I sighed exhausted from the whole situation. “We’re broken up.”, I pointed towards Baekhyun as I spoke the words, I could see the hurt flash in his eyes. I just didn’t care anymore.

“It was a petty, playful little kiss that you weren’t even supposed to see. It’s over the entire situation is, let’s just leave it at that.”, I grumbled annoyed walking away from the deck passing the rest of the members who I forget were even there.

“Y/N!’, I heard Yixing calling after me, I didn’t respond because I was pissed off. I always knew I “low-key” had anger issues but damn something so little set me off that quick. I just needed to be alone for a little while, I hadn’t had any time to enjoy the sea.

The rest of the day went by quickly, everyone was awkward with each other. Nobody even thought about sitting at the dinner table together, the members did their thing and I didn’t care what Baekhyun and Taeyeon were doing. Chanyeol and Suho joined Kai, Yixing and I in our room for a few rounds of poker and I taught them how to play bullshit.

I was stressed out most of the day since, I had come to terms with a certain fact that I did not like at all.


I was weak.

I couldn’t deny it anymore, I wasn’t necessarily a feminist or anything, I was just a lot more stronger than I was now.  Was falling in love all it took to break me down. I didn’t want this, I never did. It was hard for me to even be open to the thought of a romantic relationship. I was fine just having friends and spending most of my time working. 

Yet, the minute Baekhyun came along the things I cared about started appearing smaller and smaller. This trip isn’t going to last much longer I had to figure out what I wanted to do. All of my stuff was at Baekhyun’s and yeah I made a decent amount of cash as a designer but, I’m not in the position to where I should be spending it. A decent small apartment in Korea was cheap but, the key money was ridiculous. If I wanted to get a cheaper priced rent, I’d have to pay more key money. Living with Baekhyun and Taeyeon wasn’t even an option,

 It was now night time and the the pit in my stomach about what I was going to do after the trip was still there. I should’ve listened to my mom she’d always tell me not to move in together with a mom unless both names of your names were on the lease.  

        I was pacing around the boat trying to think of the options I had. My first option was staying with Eddy, he’s always liked the idea of living together. My second option was digging into the money that I was not supposed to which would eventually ruin the plan I had for my future. Seoul was one of the most expensive places to live in Korea, and yeah a couple thousand in America was a million here. I saved up a wealthy amount of money before I came here out of fear of not being able to pay a bill. With all the celebrities nowadays people forget that you normally struggle when you move away from home. I’d either have to move out of Seoul or out of Korea. My career was taking of here I didn’t want to start all over again.

I also don’t like the idea of staying at someone’s place when they could kick me out at anytime. The last dreaded option was moving back to American, and there was no way in hell I was doing that.

Snapping me out of my thoughts, the sound of my name being called distracted me.

“Y/N, what’s got you down?”, I heard the voice of Yixing on the far end of the deck. He was sitting  on a very small stool though, it didn’t matter his tall frame allowed him to look over deck and out at the sea.

The sea.

God I wished I could just live on a boat, the sea was my favorite place in the world. Anyone living on it was lucky as hell, those people are the ones with the most freedom in the world.

“Y/N?,” I heard Yixing calling over to me again. 

“Come sit with me.”, He smiled scooting over as much as possible on the small stool.

“Do you expect us both to fit on that?”, I pointed towards the stool with a chuckle leaving my lips.

“Yes it’ll work, just lay one of your legs on top of mine.”, He suggest as I walked towards him. Taking a seat next to him I did just that, laying my leg on top of his. I couldn’t see over the deck like he could since I was so short but it was fine.

No words were spoke between us for a few minutes. I wondered if Yixing had the chance to go home he would. In 2015 I know he spent most of the year there, he seemed so happy but, he often talked about the rest of the members while there.

I know if I had the chance to go home I wouldn’t. I don’t even consider it my home anymore, I do consider myself American just the place itself is so shitty. I don’t the majority of Americans living there like America. It’s the easiest option for them unless they decide to move out of the country.

“Yixing, do you ever miss China?”, I muttered lowly leaning my head against his shoulder trying my best to look over the top of the boat with my short frame.

“Yeah, I’m actually planning to go back there soon.”, He said amused at the thought of returning to his home country.

“How soon?”

“As soon as the tour starts.”, He spoke a hint of sadness in his voice. The fans often resented him for going back to China so often. He didn’t really have a choice it was a legal issue along with him injuring his own body. I’d rather see him do variety shows and acting in china than to see him constantly overworking himself while preforming. Some fans just couldn’t seem to grasp that concept. 

“Do you ever get lonely without the others around?”, I asked going into the topic further. He didn’t seem to mind the questions though.

“Yeah,’ He gave a light chuckle “What about you, what do you plan to do after going back to Seoul?” I can tell he had been itching to ask the question. Earlier today when I was with Kai, I could tell he wanted to bring up the question as well.

“I don’t know, I don’t even want to go back until I’m entirely sure what I’m going to be doing.”, I spoke honestly. This was one reason why you should never move in with your significant other unless your name is also on the lease. It was a last minute decision and I was too busy thinking about other things to even care. I guess now I’m paying for the consequences. 

“Then come with me.”, He muttered the words carefully as if I would burst into tears if he didn’t choose his words carefully. “To China I mean, you don’t have to go back if you’re not ready.”

Going to China?

I had only ever been to Korea and America, I was so wrapped up in what was going on here that I had forgotten about other places. I knew going to China would only be temporary but still, Korea had became my home. I built my life and career here, leaving even just for a little while was scary.

However, a change of pace would be good for me. I needed to get my shit straight and I haven’t taken my holiday off of school yet. The difficult part would be my job at SM. They could always find someone else to do the work for me and I can’t stand the thought of someone taking my place, again.

“How long is it going to be?”, I asked him shifting my feet still deep in thought.

“Two months, it’ll be a little vacation for the both of use.”, He tried to bribe me showing the dimple on his cheek.

Two months, that would mean any vacation days after that would be gone for me. I probably wouldn’t even get the Christmas off. Would going to China for two months really be worth it?

The sound of the cup breaking on the floor filled the sound of the room. This was one of the biggest reason my mom always hated glasses. I remember when I was younger she had a collection of them sitting on the shelves in the kitchen wine glasses and all. She gave them all away after we moved out of that house. When I asked her why she did it because, she always seemed so attached to them. 

“Because I know I’ll ruin them. I’d rather give them away knowing I always took care of them, rather than holding on selfishly knowing they’d be broken.”, was the answer she had given me. 

She didn’t even buy those glasses so of course she never bought anymore. I remember her telling me that “Your future is yours, do what you want with it, it’s okay to start all over again when things get too hard. You’re a human you’ll break sometimes.”

Now I stood in the kitchen in front of Taeyeon who had just dropped a glass. I wasn’t angry or anything since I did come into the kitchen fairly quietly.

“Sorry, I didn’t see you there.”, She apologized tip toeing over the broken pieces to get the broom in the hallway close. I had to stop the chuckle from falling out of my mouth over the classic line.

However, I was in no mood to argue with Baekhyun if he “accidentally” found out I was being rude to Taeyeon. She walked backed into the kitchen as I made my way over to the island to have a seat. I wasn’t comfortable cooking with her staring back down and glass was all over the floor. 

She crouched down and carefully swept up the shattered pieces of glass slightly shaking while doing so. She was nervous, I could always tell when someone was nervous around me, it often happened back in the states apparently I was “intimating” to some people.

“Y/N”, Taeyeon spoke up dragging me out of my thoughts. I didn’t give her a response my eyes just flickered over towards hers.

“How do you feel about kids?”, She asked slowly lifting the dust pan off of the floor.

“I don’t like kids.”, I answered bluntly. It was the truth, I had no desire to have any children. I  came into this world and aunt and ever since I’ve been a built in babysitter. While doing that my liking for kids just seemed to decrease, it’s just how it is.

“How would you feel about me having children?”, She asked softly

“I don’t care wha-”, I stopped myself realizing what she meant. She wanted to have kids with Baekhyun. It was understandable she was pushing on thirty she needed to settle down at some point.

I didn’t know how to respond because if Baekhyun wanted to have kids I really needed to disappear.

“Okay,”, I shrugged towards Yixing after recalling those memories. I felt his body tense up next to me with excitement.

“Really?”, He asked surprised.

“Yeah really, I’ll go to China with you.”, I confirmed my decision. I just withheld a few more words, If I went to China I wasn’t sure I’d want to come back to Korea.


Chapter 8 is finished I know you’ve waited like two months for this piece of bullshit but I PROMISE  the rest is much better and will come out a lot sooner.

anonymous asked:

omg, i was reading your about and holy shit im so glad to find another person who thinks heavy metal is really stimmy! its just... SO GOOD. i cant even articulate the feeling heavy metal evokes in me, i love it. do you have any song/band recs? (this isnt meant as a request btw, sorry if it counts as one! im just thrilled to find another heavy metal fan in the stim community)

Sorry this took so long but I had to go to YouTube without getting distracted by any of my current hyperfixations to do it.

So. Heavy metal recs.

First is the pair of albums that got me into heavy metal: Charlemagne: By The Sword and the Cross and Charlemagne: The Omens of Death by Christopher Lee. 

Yes, the same Christopher Lee who played Saruman and Count Dooku and most villains tbh made two heavy metal concept albums about the life of Charlemagne. Because of course he did. The first is more symphonic and the second is more pure metal, but otherwise they’re basically the same. (Warning: Charlemagne was very much a conquer everyone in the name of Jesus sort of fellow and the albums do reflect that.) 

Now, on to the rest of the list, in no particular order. (Worth mentioning a lot of these will be what I call metal+ which is basically metal+any other genre bc everything is improved by metal)

Turisas-Finnish Folk Metal

 Babymetal-Japanese J-pop Metal 

Orphaned Land-Israeli Middle Eastern Folk Metal

Schandmaul-German Medieval Metal

Kamelot-American Power Metal

Rammstein-German Industrial Metal

Xandria-German Symphonic Metal

Blind Guardian-German Power Metal/Heavy Mithral (Tolkien themed metal. It’s a thing.)

Nightwish-Finnish Symphonic Metal

Delain-Dutch Symphonic Metal

This isn’t complete, I’m sure, but it’s what I can find easily. So yeah. There you go.

Night School

I started taking some night classes at the local college. Well it didn’t take long for me to realized that I could get more out of it then just a few credits and some knowledge. Instantly I developed a crush on the teacher and there was at least 2 or 3 guys in the class that caught my eye. I figured if I was lucky I’d get at least 1 of these hunks to stuff my married pussy before the end of the semester. A few weeks into the class and we were assigned a project to do as a group project. We had to pick our own groups, well 2 of the hotter guys from the class had become friends and I asked them if they had a third yet. They said they did not and were very happy to have me work with them on the project. We agreed on a day and time to meet the next week in the library to get started. The only problem I could see was that I didn’t know which of the two I liked more but I figured after a bit of flirting I’d have a better idea which 1 I’d let get into my pants. The day came and we met at the schools library and we got to talking about our project and it didn’t take long for the flirting to start. Soon we were talking more about sex then we were our project but I didn’t mind. We were all telling stories of past accomplishments and the wild things we had all done. I mentioned I had been in a few threesomes and both the guys loved this and wanted details. Then one of them asked if I had even been with 2 guys at the same time and I said not yet and winked. They were a bit surprised by my statement and said but aren’t you married. I told them I was but that I hoped one day to enjoy getting tag teamed by two hot guys. We worked for another hour on our project and continued to flirt. We made plans to meet the next week to continue working on the project but this time we choose to meet at one of the guys places as he was not far from the school and we could have some drinks while we worked. The night came and I arrived with a few wine coolers and a freshly shaved pussy.
I didn’t know if anything would happen but I wanted to be ready if it did. Plus it always feels good to be sitting around with some hot guys with a nice clean smooth pussy, it makes me feel sexy. So after a little bit of working on the project and some light flirting the hunky blonde of the two asked me flat out if I had ever cheated on my husband. I answered honestly saying that yes I had. Well of course this lead to more questions which lead to both guys saying things like they would bang the shit out of me etc etc so finally I just said fuck it “I want you both to fuck me like a cheap slut right now.” Then pulled the blonde to me and started kissing him. After a few moments I turned to the other guy and motioned for him to come closer and we kissed. Soon clothes were coming off and both guys had their dicks out and I was taking turns sucking on both their hard cocks. The blonde guy was cut but his friend was not, it was my first uncut cock but both were equally nice. I told the blonde guy to fuck me while I sucked his friends cock. He got in behind me and thrust his hard cock in my tight wet pussy, causing me to gag on his friends big dick. It was hot and made me even wetter. This was my first time being spit roasted and I loved it. Something told me I would be doing this again that’s for sure. The blonde guy fucked my pussy hard and fast and pulled my hair while his friend fucked my face and made me choke on his fat cock. At one point while getting double teamed by these hot studs my phone went off. The blonde guy said something about it probably being my husband and how I should send him a sweet innocent text back about how we were cramming in lots of hard work. I laughed and said sure so he passed me my phone. I sent my hubby a text and told him I loved him, all while blonde guys cock was pounding my married cheating pussy then went back to sucking the other guy. Then the two guys switched holes and continued to abuse me like a dirty whore. Blonde guy was really into the fact that I was married and kept saying shit like we are going to stretch you out and send you home to your clueless husband. I bet he thinks your such a good little wife, if only he could see what a cheating slut you really are. Well his words were making me so hot. I was practically cumming in 1 continuous orgasm the whole time. The two guys took turns abusing my pussy and fucking my face while calling me a dirty slut and a cheating whore. The whole time I begged for more. Since cheating on my husband the first something in me had changed I wanted to be used to be the biggest slut I had ever been. These 2 college guys where doing just that and my pussy was dripping wet for them. Call me a whore I begged. fuck me hard I moaned. cum on my married face I demanded and that’s exactly what they did. By the time the were done and both had shot their hot sticky cum on my face and tits I was 2 hours late from when I had told my hubby I’d likely be home. I cleaned up got dressed told the boys they should fuck the shit out of me again soon and went home to my loving husband. I stopped and picked up some junk food on the way so as to distract my man from my being late. I suggested we put on some Netflix and snuggle. He picked the movie and we got cozy. Part way through the movie my pussy started getting wet cause all I could think about was the way the 2 guys fucked me like a dirty slut so I took my hubby’s dick out and started sucking him like a slut in heat. It didn’t take long for him to fill my mouth and I happily swallowed his sweat load before kissing him on the mouth, snuggling up to him again then passing out before the movie finished.

anonymous asked:

If the main three couples were to becone canon, which probably isn't unreasonable after the recent hinted progress (sure it will take a few more years tho) u think mayumiko could too? I am afraid it might be the only open - left up for interpretation couple at the end.

I read the recent chapters again to think about this question… Nozaki said “my heart raced a little” (86) with regards to Sakura, Hori said “my ideal girl is also Kashima” (87)… There’s definitely some development that seems to gear towards actual romantic couples.

On that note, in the latest chapter (ch89), Mikorin mentions Mayu’s blog again, confirms that he’s still texting Mayumayu, and that Mayu wrote a bit in his blog just for “Mamiko-san”. Out of everyone, Mikorin (as Mamiko) and Mayu (as Mayumayu) seems to be the pair that outrightly has romantic intentions towards each other? Mikorin has a crush, and he thinks this is flirting. Mayu is putting an effort that is unbelievable to every single character who knows him, and the texting was framed largely as ‘getting-to-know-each-other’… The only problem being, they don’t know it’s with each other, and they think they’re talking to girls. (Mayu does not care about this, and has been heavily implied to be pansexual/bisexual. Mikorin, on the other hand, is… a more ambiguous case. I’d make a case for him being an in-denial bi tbh, or even closeted gay guy? i’m rambling.)

So as of now, they’re almost equal to the others. I’ll even go as far as to say, sensei is subverting expectations by having these two be the closest to “actual straightforward flirting” compared to everyone else. That’s great.

But it really does depend on Mikorin’s character, and how sensei will go from here. There’s no doubt in my mind that the manga is most likely shifting to developing the character relationships further into romantic territory, which is pretty cool i guess. It’s a new and exciting path for these characters.

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i’m luna, i’m seventeen and i’m located in england which puts me in gmt (or bst, if you wanna be “”correct”” about it,, but who needs that am i right??) i’m sweating nervously while discussing myself, so im just gonna move on to the tru star of the show ;; rowan. ( this is gonna be so light + breezy cause i want you guys to get a gist of who she is without bogging u with information ok?? ok!! )

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Request: Hi! I just recently came across your blog and I love your writing. I have a few requests, because I get a lot of ideas but I’m terrible at writing lmao. Can you write one where dan and y/n are best friends, and dan starts to have a crush on a girl he saw ( he’s never talked to her ), and dan asks y/n to be his wingman. And although y/n is inlove with dan, she just wants to help him be happy, and so she during that time, dan falls inlove with y/n. Ps, the girl dan likes is a bitch ( not y/n.)♥️🥀

Word Count: 1895 (Wow long for me)

Warning: Swearing???

I don’t know why this took so much to write but hey! Hope you like it! (Ps. Don’t be afraid to start writing. It just takes a lot of practice. Go for it my friend)

Originally posted by danlster

“What drink would you like, Dan?” You asked as you got to the counter of Starbucks after ordering your own drink. You had come for your weekly meet up, every Wednesday at 3pm, but Dan seemed very distracted today. “Usual?” You glanced round to see him staring at someone, then back to you.

“Huh, sorry?” You rolled your eyes at him, but smiling all the same.

“What drink?” You repeated, and his confused expression changed to a light-hearted smile, making your heart flutter for a moment. You had liked Dan for a long time, but annoyingly, you were seriously friend-zoned - you were almost as close as he was with Phil. The phandom adored you, but you didn’t dare tell Dan your true feelings.  

“Oh, usual please.” He answered, and you turned back to the counter to order his drink. You shuffled along the line, having to tap Dan to bring his attention back to the line.

“What is up with you today? You seem so distracted.” You mumbled, frowning as you watched the baristas begin to make your drinks.

“Nothing.” He answered too quickly, and you turned your head to raise an eyebrow but he was already staring at someone again. You followed his gaze to a girl sitting by the window. Her skin was a deep colour, eyes even richer, make-up practically perfect. Her black hair was pulled into two braids, and you were quickly jealous of her beautiful figure. Frowning, you looked away. This was meant to be your day with Dan, no-one else’s, but who were you say he couldn’t look at other people?

You collected you drink and made your way over to your usual seats, Dan trailing after you and slouching down in his seat. You pushed over his drink and took a sip of yours, stealing another jealous glance of the girl. Dan wouldn’t even pull his eyes away from her, until you got so frustrated you placed your cup down and hardened your gaze.

“You like her, don’t you?” You accused, Dan looking back at you with panicked eyes.

“No? What do you mean, of course I don’t – I mean she is pretty, like, but no!” He gushed, his cheeks beginning to burn up. You felt your heart fall to your feet, and you tried not to show any negative emotion, instead giving him a small smile.

“Daniel, you have a little crush!” You teased, his face becoming more and more red by the minute. You laughed, crossing your arms and leaning back.

“She’s way out of my league.” He mumbled.

“Hey, shush you! Of course, she isn’t. Go for it, Danny.” You encouraged him, as much as you felt sick with envy.

“Are you sure?” His eyes light up, and you nodded. “Would you be able to help me out with it – like be my wingman or whatever?” The idea was like a punch in a gut, but if he was happy, you’d be happy too.

“I’d love to be.” You grinned, and he smiled widely at you.

“Okay, what do I do?” He asked. Just be you, you thought. If she’s got any common sense you won’t need to do anything.

“Try and get eye contact with her. If you can’t, walk past her to go to the bin or something and get her attention. Once she has acknowledged you, smile and ask if you can sit down with her. Make conversation, compliment her but don’t overdo it. Offer to buy her drink – if she says yes, write your number down on it. If not, grab any opportunity to tell her your number. Got it?” You instructed. He nodded, thanked you with a quick hug, then picked up his phone, throwing quick looks at her.

You sighed inwardly, picking up your own phone and beginning to play Crossy Road. You were late in finding it, but it was good in passing time. You died a few times before looking up to see Dan had managed to make eye contact, and was mouthing ‘Can I come over?’ at her. You looked over to see her nodding and smiling, and when he got up she began to look at you. You instantly looked back at your phone, gritting your teeth.

Minutes passed by and eventually Dan came back, sitting back down. You put your phone on the table and looked at him expectantly.

“How did it go?” You asked, and he beamed at you.

“Great! We spoke about tumblr, and Muse. She likes photography, fashion, stuff like that.” He nattered on, eyes bright. He reminded you of a puppy.

“Did you give her your number?” You moved on, and he nodded.

“I wrote it on a napkin for her.”

“Danny boy is pulling!” You laughed, forcing a grin. He giggled, hiding his smile with his hand, the sleeves pulled over his fingers. You watched him lovingly, butterflies in your stomach – but then you remembered that giggle was not for you, and your smile dropped, your gaze falling back to your cold drink.

You sat together for a while longer before you parted ways, putting in your earphones and walking through the busy streets of London. You boarded the bus back to your city home, watching the streets flash by through the window with sad eyes.


You were woken up by your phone vibrating violently on your bedside table. Groaning, you picked it up to see Dan’s face on the screen.

It had been around a month since Dan first met the girl at Starbucks, and it had a been a month of helping Dan out. Telling him what he should say to a certain text message, or where the best place to go for a certain date. Every time you helped him, you felt more and more hurt, but you wanted him to be happy. You answered it, putting it to you ear.

“Hello…”

“Y/N! I need your help again.” Dan sounded ecstatic.

“What can I do for you?” You asked, sitting up and wrapping your blankets around your arms.

“I have a date with the girl and I don’t know what to wear.” You rolled your eyes, flopping back onto your pillows.

“If she likes you she won’t care what you wear, Dan.”

“Yeah but she is into fashion! If I get it wrong, she’ll drop me.” He broke into your speech. “Please come over and help me choose. Please?” You imagined him with the puppy eyes that always got you, and you sighed loudly into the mic.

“Send over a taxi then.”

“Thank you so much!” He practically yelled, before cutting of the call. You crawled out of bed, pulling on some jogging bottoms and a t-shirt. You didn’t bother putting on make-up, just brushed your hair and pulled on your shoes before hearing a knock on the door.

“It’s not tumblr enough.”

“For god’s sake, Dan!” You threw down another outfit, raking your fingers through your hair.

“I want her to like me!” He retorted.

“I’ve already said she won’t care if she is worth your time!” You sat down on his bed. “Look, get out of here and let me pick something for you.”

“Fine.” He left the room, closing the door behind him. You let out a sigh before standing up and picking out some black jeans, laying them on the bed. Then you looked through his t-shirts, shaking your head before leaving the room, knocking on Phil’s door before opening it.

“Hey, Y/N.” Phil greeted you, looking away from the camera.

“Sorry, didn’t know you were filming.” You smiled, and he shrugged.

“I don’t mind. Want to say hello to the internet?” He suggested.

“Hello!” You yelled, but not showing yourself on camera. “I look gross so I’m not coming on camera.” Phil chuckled.

“You look great, Y/N. Anyway, what do you need?” He asked.

“Can I borrow a checked shirt by any chance? It’s for Dan.” Phil nodded, getting up and opening his wardrobe and picking out a red and black one.

“This okay?”

“Perfect, thank you.” He threw it to you, before sitting back down. “Bye internet!” You wiggled your fingers in front of the camera, winking at Phil before going back to Dan’s room. You laid out the shirt, picked up his leather jacket and smiled, nodding to yourself.

“Danny!” You yelled, and he appeared from the living room. “Try that out.” You left the room, waiting as he got changed. The door opened, and you looked over.

“How do I look?” He asked, flashing a smirk.

“H-Hot – wait no – erm. You look great. She’ll love it.” Your cheeks burned red, and he began to laugh at you. “I better go now, yeah. Okay. Have fun.” He gave you a quick hug before you headed out, catching the bus back to your apartment.

(Dan’s POV)

I watched Y/N go sadly, beginning to wish I wasn’t going on the date anymore. When I first saw her in the café, I did want to get to know her, but over the past month it became an excuse to hang out with Y/N more. The girl was sort of a bitch anyway, so I didn’t know exactly what I was thinking. I shook my head and pulled on my shoes, saying bye to Phil before leaving to go to meet her.

The date was going okay. We made conversation, talking about different trends and music, but I couldn’t stop thinking that it should have been Y/N sitting there. The waiter eventually came to take our orders, and I made mine.

“What do you want, Y/N?” The words had left my lips before I could stop myself, and I looked up from the menu.

“Nothing.” She glared at me, before looking at the waiter. “Cancel the dinner. We’re leaving.” She snapped, and he nodded before hastily taking away our menus.

“What?” I hissed, but she just got up and left, me running after her. “What are you doing?” I called after her outside.

“You don’t like me, do you? You like her. I don’t know why you bothered coming. You’ve been thinking about her this entire time, haven’t you!” She glared at me, arms crossed. I kept my mouth shut. “I fucking knew it. Don’t talk to me again.”

“Oh, don’t worry, I don’t plan to.” I spat.

“Have fun with the loser.” She rolled her eyes and strode away.

“I will!” I yelled, shoving my hands in my pockets and walking in the other direction.

(Your POV)

Your eyes were trained on the TV in front of you, but in your mind, you were thinking of other things. Dan being with the girl, Dan holding hands with her, being a couple. It made you feel sick, but you couldn’t bring your thoughts away from it.

A knock at the door brought you back to reality, and you pulled yourself onto your feet, opening the door. Before you could see who it was, they stepped forward and met you in a kiss, one hand on your cheek and the other in the small of your back. You paused before realising who it was, kissing back with the same passion you were receiving.

When eventually you broke away, you bit your lip, looking up at Dan.

“Date end badly?” You asked, and he chuckled.

“You could put it that way.”

anonymous asked:

Can you tell us about Snuggle-Bunny Riley?

OH BOY CAN I ANON 

firstly i want to apologize for how long this took me to answer, i was going to answer it earlier but i got distracted and then i had class and then i got distracted again but i’m HERE NOW and i’m ready to answer 

  • so basically, like we all know that riley is a hella snuggler, like all of her friends and family know this and she’s definitely not subtle about it at all 
  • riley will snuggle with anyone, especially if she thinks that they’re sad and need affection, so she’ll constantly just be putting her head on her friend’s shoulders if she thinks that they need some affection 
  • riley’s general snuggle-bunny ways increase majorly when she’s tired and when she’s sick. so like basically, if you are in a bed with riley matthews, you are going to get snuggled 
  • she also just gets into Moods™ when she just wants to cuddle up against someone and be really snuggly with them, maya and lucas are usually the ones who experience this mood 
  • but yes like i said, she gets very very snuggly whenever she’s tired which is how lucas always knows when she’s sleepy the longer they get into their relationship and more time they spend together 
  • like if they’re doing homework or just like hanging out, the minute she starts like resting her head on his shoulder and snuggling her nose against his shirt, he knows that chances are she’s getting sleepy, which like he doesn’t mIND because then of course when they’re in bed, she snuggles right up next to him
  • riley also gets cold very easily, so she loves snuggling against people to get their body heat, and lucas is a naturally very warm person, so they balance each other out 
  • the distinct difference between riley’s sleepy/sick snuggles and her Snuggly Mood™snuggles are when she’s sleepy and sick she’s usually looking for some kind of snuggling in return to make herself feel better 
  • whereas when she’s in one of her Moods, she is more just trying to show affection in the way that she knows best, and isn’t necessarily looking for anything in return, or at least not as much as she’s offering. 
  • like an anon said earlier, when she’s in her snuggly moods, she’ll straight up just climb into lucas’ lap and like rest her head in the crook of his neck and just like bury her face against his body and just like keep nudging her nose against his skin and sighing happily every five seconds 
  • honestly, riley is kind of like a cat ajfkldsaf 
  • BUT to get down to it 
  • riley loves snuggles, she loves giving other people snuggles to make them feel better or to just show them love and affection 
  • and then when she’s sick and sleepy she acts very very snuggling and is lowkey demanding of snuggles in return, which people like lucas are more than willing to give her 
The Escort- Part 10

Grad School AU! You are a grad student, one year away from completing your Master’s degree. Despite your successful life, your family won’t let go of the fact that you are single. It makes your yearly family vacation a living hell. On a whim, you call the number you find on an ad for an escort to events, and you meet Dean. He’s gorgeous, charming, and perfect to help get your family off your back. What more could you ask for?

Summary of Part 10: Dean and the reader deal with the aftermath of the family dinner.

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9

Word Count: 2200 ish

Warning: Smut

A/N: We’re getting close guys! There is only one more part left, then a small epilogue. I can’t thank you enough for how much love you’ve shown this series. Every like, comment, reblog, and message makes me smile, and I love you all so much for your support and kindness.

The Impala drove down the street, then turned a corner and disappeared, taking everything important with it. You stood staring numbly after it, willing the last few minutes to rewind themselves and give you a redo. You hadn’t meant any of the awful things you’d said.

But Dean had.

And you deserved to hear them.

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Everlasting Party - Mystic Messenger Time Loop AU (pt 25)

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Summary: You’re caught in a time loop during the 11 days leading up to the RFA’s party unless you can do… what, exactly?

13+ Spoiler-free…kinda? Doesn’t spoil any events from the game, though I do mention a thing or two about the organization Unknown is with. I think you first learn about it in Yoosung’s route. …Frankly if you’ve read this far, I expect you’re fine for spoilers :P



But how to get inside…?

He can hack the security cameras – give them a dummy feed that just loops over the same empty hallway. But the RFA’s hacker is good; he’ll notice it rather quickly, and then he’ll call their new member to warn her or something. From his observations she seems to be a highly suspicious person, so it’s also unlikely that she’ll willingly unlock the door, even if he’s disguised as someone else.

The passcode to the apartment has changed, too. If he brings his laptop he can probably hack it, but there’s the matter of time, again – he’ll have to give the security cameras the dummy feed and time it so that the hacker doesn’t have time to warn their new member that something is up. He might be able to distract the hacker if he lets him know about V’s current situation, but it’s a gamble he’s decided not to take.

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Anonymous said: THOUGHTS ON 2JAES EXTREMELY CLOSE INTERVIEW FROM HARD CARRY!!!

Hello, my darling anons!

I know I literally requested these asks in my tags, BUT THANK YOU FOR OBLIGING ME SO BEAUTIFULLY. I’m a bit late to the game when it comes to talking about 2jae’s Extremely Close Interview because I haven’t had much time to keep up with GOT7 lately, and I know that the wonderful @huggableyoungjae already talked about it so beautifully, but I NEED TO TALK ABOUT THIS MOMENT AS WELL BECAUSE:

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anonymous asked:

Can you write something where Jhonny gets hurt as a teenager or a kid and his dad ends up going all crazy on the guy. Honestly something like this just with fatherly love but where it still fits with his character.

I’ve been trying to do all of my prompts in the order I get them, so sorry it took me so long to get to this! I LOVE BD and his relationship with Johnny, it’s complicated and I love that, so thank you for the awesome prompt!


“He’s never been this late! School ended three hours ago!”

“You know your boy, BD. Maybe he just got distracted. You didn’t need to send Doug out looking for him.”

“Don’t tell me what I need to do, Barry!” Slamming his fists down on the table sent pens and papers flying. “Doug’s been out for almost an hour, which means he hasn’t found Johnny yet!” The boss ran a hand over his face and his shoulders shook. “He wouldn’t have run off, he never stays after school this long, what happened?” He eyed the phone curiously.

Barry snatched the phone and hid it behind his back. He had talked his boss out of calling the cops for now, but he knew BD would call soon if his son wasn’t found.

Big Daddy sat in his chair and trembled. Barry grabbed a water bottle and sat beside his boss and friend with a concerned look. Words didn’t help in this situation.

Screeching tires outside the garage had both of them up in a moment. Someone was pulling up the driveway. Barry (thankfully) got the garage door opened before BD just ran straight through the metal.

“Did ya find him? Where is he?”

Doug was still in the truck and his usually pure black fur looked gray. Barry gulped.

“Boss, you need to sit-.”

Where the hell is my son?

“He’s…right here, but-”

BD wasted no time jumping over the hood of the truck to the passenger side and nearly ripping the door open. He stood, mouth agape, staring at the sight before him.

Something was not right.

“Johnny!” BD scrambled into the truck, fumbling with something Barry couldn’t see, clutching it close to his chest and breathing heavily.

Doug exited the truck and ran inside, Barry close behind him. (Doug seemed to be in a slightly better state than the boss.) “Get some blankets and the first aid kit.”

Barry obeyed silently and fetched pillows and water along with the blankets and kit. BD rushed in, laying the bundle in his arms on the couch. Johnny, breathing steadily, was covered in ripped clothing and bites. Scratches on his face, a split lip and busted eye, open wounds on his arms and chest.

Doug knelt beside him and worked diligently. They knew how to patch each other up rather nicely after heists gone wrong or scuffles with police.

“Boss?” Barry asked softly. BD was standing in shock, eyes wide and figure shaking. “He’ll be alright.” At least, Barry thought Johnny would be.

“How…where?”

“I need ice,” Doug instructed Barry before answering their boss. “Down an alley not too far from his school. I think he ran for a bit before the could stop him,” his voiced sounded as if he vaguely approved of Johnny giving chase. He ripped off the rest of Johnny’s shirt and started rubbing ointment on the wounds.

“Who?”

“I think the Snatchers. They’ve been known to get revenge on gangs who hit the spots before they do. The bank we hit last month was on their list apparently.” Doug took the ice from Barry and placed the packs on Johnny’s chest and forehead.

Big Daddy’s uncontrollable tremors turned to violent shaking, his breathing was loud and harsh. “They… They did this?” His voice is little more than a growl.

Doug, who was so focused on his patient, hadn’t noticed his boss’ change in demeanor. “Yeah, these look like cheetah bites.”

“Boss.” Barry says firmly as he dares and grabs the shoulder that is shaking. “Let’s go outside. Doug’s got our boy.” He steers BD outside the garage just in time.

I’ll murder them!” BD roars and punches a dumpster that leaves a dent. “Dead! All of them! Dead!” He looks as if he’s about to take off running but Barry stands in his way.

“No!”

“He’s a child, Barry! 14-years-old and they cornered him and attacked him!” Barry’s never been so afraid of his boss as he is right now. “They chased him down and beat him!” BD grabs Barry’s shoulders and shakes him harshly, as if trying to get him to understand while also venting his pent up desperation.

“I know!” Barry shoves his boss off of him. “Johnny is like a nephew to all of his, maybe even a little brother! You know we care about him too!”

“He’s my son!” A roar shook the streetlights and sent bits of trash and paper flying.

“And he needs you!” Barry shouted back. “He needs you here, not in jail for killing someone!” The last of his sentence dropped to a whisper and Barry looked around to double check that no one was near.

BD looked at him, wild eyes slightly calmer and panting. Barry had known Big Daddy for years and he had known Johnny for most of his young life. A giant gorilla with a small bundle on his back came into town looking to start trouble that Barry had already been involved in. He did his best to be a voice of reason.

“Johnny is hurt and he is scared.” Barry tried to keep his voice calm and soft. “He needs his dad. You can’t be off chasing down a group, especially not on your own. There’s a big difference between robbing a bank with an unloaded gun and actually trying to kill someone.”

“I know that!”

“Then you need to be reminded! Your place is here with your son, comforting him and protecting him!”

BD paced the alley. “This…this cannot go unpunished. They will pay.”

Barry nodded. “Just not tonight. Not until Johnny’s okay.”

Broad shoulders shook terribly and Bid Daddy dropped to his knees. “He must’ve been so scared.” His voice was nothing more than a hush. “He ran from them but couldn’t get away. He didn’t even have anything to do with the last heist.”

Barry crouched beside him. “I know. He was innocent. This shouldn’t have happened to him.”

“But it did.”

Barry was speechless for a moment. He didn’t know how to respond to his friend after his son was jumped and attacked. He took a deep breath and tried. “He needs you right now.”

BD nodded. Barry lifted him up as best he could and one look at the sorrowful face told him that there would be no more angry outbursts in the future.

“Let’s go inside.”


I have no idea how Barry became so involved in this. He just showed up and wouldn’t go away.