Triangles are the Strongest, Lion Spirits are Little Girls?

Date: 3/1/2018

I was friends with these two guys, and had budding romantic feelings for both. One guy was dark haired, laid back sarcastic, homeless, brainy, kinda night vigilante type. We met under this huge set of bleachers in a place with hadn't known existed until I stumbled upon it. The other guy was lighter in coloring. Tan and light brown hair. Also easy going, laid back, but this time out in the world. Busy, also intelligent, but he fit into the world. He also had some minor hero thing but it wasn't a vantetta but instead seemed rooted in something less personal. Like a higher ideal kinda thing. Anyway they hated each other at first and I wasnt in the mood to pick one. I just wanted them to be friends. It was easier than I thought. After throwing them together on several occasions they got to know each other and realized they had strong romanctic feelings for each other. They got together, then together decided to persue me. They both felt the same for each other as they did me. They didn't ask. In fact they kidnapped me and did some magick ritual in the woods to introduce the subject. It was almost sexual, but with clothing and less lust and more connection. It did mimic a sexual act however. But I wasn't scared, and I was quite content. The darkness haired guy concentrated on my lower half, his spell work involved the pelvis. The lighter brown haired guy focused almost solely on my forehead, and head I general. His lips seemed on my third eye most of the time. Like I said, despite the pelvic thrusting it wasn't arousing in a sexual way it was more about connecting. I learned after they were very similar. They were more like two different sides of the same coin. Dark and light but neither seems to embody the negative aspect. Neither was a 'bad boy' or holding on to 'trauma'. Both seemed a higher ideal of their perspective polarity. Neither was feminine either, they were both this state of masculine I hadn't encountered before in real life. Kinda impressively understated. But after a bit things were tough with our job. Apparently we were vigilanttes by trade. We defended the world, fought bad guys, etc. The dark haired guy carried a crossbow. Anyway somewhere along the line the lighter brown haired guy became a girl. Not as in a sex change, but just as dreams do, suddenly this character was female and seemed to have been all along. And the dark haired guy was pissing us both off. He was cleaning the house because he found some organization was spying on us. He wiped the other girls computer, everything on it erased. I was commiserating with her while I ate some pasta in the subway. I said the computer was like and extention of the mind. If a guy ever did that to me I'd be walking away. I dropped my fork on the train rails and I had to go back to get it. The guy heard but didn't care. He was concerned with our safety, well maybe more the safety if his identity and crime fighting. His vendetta seemed more pronounced just then. Back in our apartment I found he had wiped mine as well. The girl had left, split up with him and moved. I was mad and somehow he ended up leaving, telling me to make sure the house was clan by the end of the day. He was sending a sonic bomb thing to clean the house of every possible threat, set to go off that evening. For a while I didn't clean. Instead I lounged on the bed with my mom just chatting while I enjoyed the intense sunlight. There were little bugs which kept coming out if the cracks in the walls. Some were too tiny to worry about, cute and harmless, but one was alarming. It was a bit bigger and could shape-shift. It was a different bug e erythromycin second, it cycled through a sequence of about 8, and had a different name each one. The third to last transformation was actually a tiny yellow snake thing with a string on its tail. It bit me, and it's tail dug onto my skin. I had a very hard time getting it out. It seemed to be eating from me with its tail, gaining strength. Eventually I was able to get it off. It scurried away and I tracked it but got distracted by the spirit outside the window. There was this giant floating white lion spirit just outside the window. The sun lit it up like white fire and its eyes glowed and it's mane was glorious. Sometimes all you could see was the eyes, sometimes only the outline of the lion and the eyes disappeared. It came into the apartment, a high up one perhaps on the 12th floor. Maybe higher. And it coalesced into physical being on my bed. It was a little girl and she rolled around on my bed like a cat once smiling. She said my apartment was very nice and that she liked it. I was kind to her. I liked her immediately. I gave her a tour because she was curious about the apartment. I told her I had to clean the whole thing by the evening but didn't elaborate as to why. She got to the door, which was hanging open for some reason, and a love older neighbor walked in. He was older and stopped, staring at the photo which was on the entry table. I hadn't seen it before but it was suddenly there and it made him upset. He looked at me and the little girl said "Daddy!" and ran to hug him. He was stiff and scolded me. He said he didn't know what set I was into but he lost a son, William, and this reimagining was in poor taste. Then he left. The little girl was bereft, her name was Willie. So later I am caught by the secret organization which has been spying on us. They found the dark haired dudes crossbow. Yeah, that was careless of him. I glared at him from where we were hung up as prisoners but he didn't deign to notice. We deny the whole thing. I am also a vampire here, a dark haired female vampire. I remember because I bared my teeth at them and I saw myself romantic the outside. It turned out this organization was actually also vigilantte and they were just susing us out. Eventually they let us go. But the damage had been done. I wanted to get us back together but both of them, my partners, didn't agree. They had fled to the wind. But finally I set up a game show in my apartment and trap my erstwhile partners into the game. They show up and are shocked to find the final round is between us three. I am now the dark haired dude, moderately angry all the time, a little stuck in my ways. But the girl are stuck playing the game and we have to interact, if just to finish it