#Because the good roads will go around a lake and add even more to the journey

[pipariperho]

In certain parts of Finland it can take huge detours to get somewhere in north east/south west direction because there will be lakes blocking you but then if you wanna go somewhere south east/north west there most likely will be a direct road there, unless Lake Saimaa gets in the way. So yeah, thanks ice age.

[lumosinlove]

Last minute decision to do @oknutzyweek2023 because FUN!! Decided to add a little twist.

So: O’Knutzy Week (Taylor’s Version)

Day One: Summer Vacation (all that you ever wanted from me was sweet nothing)

Two times Logan had a cold and was a BABY about it.

Harvard

There was a flood warning. The whole locker room’s phones blared to attention at once. Finn saw the coaches frowning. Someone flipped the news on. The roads were gone, frigid wind rising from the spray of cars passing through puddles that were as good as small lakes. Blurry red lights and reporters barely hanging onto their umbrellas, sleet stinging their eyes.

Finn caught Percy’s eye and could almost taste it in the wink Percy dropped him. There was no way they were making it to this game.

Max slapped him on the back, short light brown hair sticking up in every direction from his post-practice shower. “Looks like we won’t be line mates after all, Captain.”

Finn sent him a half-smile. “Hm? Oh, yeah, man. Another time.”

It wasn’t good. It wasn’t healthy. It wasn’t anything he was proud of, but the idea of going on a roadie without Logan had been enough to get Finn down for days. A strange ache huddled in his chest, confusing him until he remembered the sight of Logan, feverish and red-nosed in his bed. Max was great. They would have been great on a line together. He was fast and he kept bodies away from Finn. But Max wasn’t Logan.

“All right, boys, you called it,” Coach sighed, hanging up his phone. “Game’s off. Let’s all get home safe now. Keep a close eye on these roads, it’s a river out there.”

At least the guys had the good sense not to cheer, but Finn knew they were all glad for the break. Exams were coming up fast and called for late nights in the library. Finn was exhausted. The games had been hard. They’d been missing Logan on the ice more than any of them cared to admit. He filled gaps that Finn never even thought to look for.

And it wasn’t good. It wasn’t healthy. But Finn felt stretched thin, brittle and sullen, when Logan wasn’t near.

Among the rustle of guys packing up and leaving, Finn hid a small smile, shoved his earbuds in, and pressed call.

The five rings it took for Logan to answer felt like the distance laughing in Finn’s face.

“Hm,” came from the line.

“Did I wake you?” Finn asked.

“Non,” Logan rasped, but Finn could hear it in his voice. He looked down at the call-screen, brushing a thumb over Logan’s contact picture: Grinning, half rolling his eyes maybe. From one of the boys’ pre-season road trips. Finn could just see his bare shoulders, and maybe no one else knew, but Finn had memorized the way his body had looked that day. Golden and strong. Hidden curves of muscles that Finn had mapped out with his thumbs, that one time. Once.

“Finn?” Logan’s voice asked, accompanied by a harsh cough.

“Oh, sorry, hi.” Finn rubbed his eyes. “Hi, I’m here. Just calling to say game’s cancelled.”

“You’re coming home?”

Finn laughed softly. The hope in Logan’s voice was unmistakable. “You’re such a baby when you’re sick.”

“Bring me soup.” 

“I will, I will.”

Finn wished he could make Logan soup, the real kind that his dad got from the deli around the corner when he and Alex were sick. Slight crunch of carrots, soft celery, thick egg noodles, bayleaf and rosemary. He wanted Logan to be better.

Finn zipped up his backpack. “Can you get better already?”

All he got in return was a disgruntled scoff. “I’m trying.” Then, after a moment, “You miss me?”

Finn smiled. He didn’t care who saw. It was Logan’s voice in his ears and his ears alone. “You know it.”

“Yo,” Percy said when the door to OKN slammed behind them. They were all freezing, knuckles tucked under the straps of their backpacks. “You going to check on the gremlin?”

“Yeah,” Finn said. “Kitchen first though. Gotta heat up some chicken noodle.”

Percy snorted. “He knows the stairs still work the same, right?”

Finn dropped his bags and laughed. “Oh, he knows.”

He went to the cupboard and found the cans of chicken noodle he’d picked up. The sink was a mess but he scrubbed a pan clean then stood close to the hot burner while it boiled. The rain was turning to snow outside and he, honestly, couldn’t remember the last time he’d been actually warm. He held his palms over the soup, beginning to bubble, and tried to rub some of the rawness out of his knuckles. He put it in a mug, easier for Logan to hold. Silver, Percy’s dog, came in and sniffed at his ankles, whining until Finn fished a piece of carrot out with the spoon and gave it to her.

How long did this storm give him to relax? A day or two. He still had to finish his Romanticism paper. He needed that book from Kelsey in his theory class. Logan’s soup was getting cold, Logan was sick, Logan was falling behind on his reading and there was only so much Finn could do to help. Logan, maybe, would let Finn spoon up against his back again while he shivered through his fever.

When he opened Logan’s door, he was hit with—well, the only word Finn’s brain supplied was summer. Logan had the heat in his room high, blankets wrapped tight around his shoulders. He was a half-visible lump in the bed, the darkness as good as humidity.

“Jesus,” Finn said as warmth began to seep back into his fingers. “Lo?”

No reply. Finn shut the door softly, then sat on the edge of Logan’s bed, setting the soup down. He put a hand on Logan’s back.

“Got your soup, baby,” he said—and then snapped his mouth shut. He’d meant it as—no, he’d meant—He’d meant here’s your soup. You big baby. But he hadn’t—had he? Baby. I just want to take care of you, and read all of your books to you and I want you to feel better, I miss you, I don’t know how to play without you—

Slowly, Logan rolled onto his back and blinked up at him. Finn stared back and had no idea if he’d heard or not. Baby.

“Raining?” Logan asked.

“Snow,” Finn said. He tapped a fingernail on the mug, making a soft clinking sound. “Soup.”

“We have to study.” Logan groaned and turned into his pillow before pushing himself up on one elbow. His hair was a mess. Needed a wash, too. When the blankets fell down, Finn swore he felt another wave of heat roll off of Logan’s bare chest and sink into his very bones.

“Don’t worry about that now,” Finn said. “Little vacation first, maybe.”

After a moment, one green eye peaked out at him. “Vacation?”

“Feels like the Bahamas in here, that’s good enough for me.”

Logan groaned. “I feel like the Bahamas.”

“So you are feeling better.”

“Non, ugh.”

Finn laughed, but at the frown that settled between Logan’s eyebrows, he quieted. It was a small risk, but he didn’t think Logan would call him on it—He pushed Logan’s sweaty hair off of his forehead. “I know, Lo. I’m sorry.”

Logan closed his eyes. “Oh, your hand is so cold.”

“Oh, sorry.” Finn made to pull back, but Logan gripped his wrist and kept him there.

“Non. Non, it feels good.” Logan dragged Finn’s hand to his cheek and let out a breath. “Fuck.”

Finn could only watched, lips parted, as Logan pressed Finn’s hands against his own neck, his chest, his forehead and cheeks. Finn didn’t dare move on his own. He let Logan put him where he wanted.

After what felt like an hour of Finn holding his breath and trying not to enjoy this too much, Logan let him go and sat up for his mug. He made a face that was something between relieved and dissatisfied.

“This soup is terrible.” He gave a shiver and sank back down into his blankets.

“I know,” Finn said, still caught on the soft roll of the R in Logan’s mouth. His lips were red, chapped. His eyes were vividly green against his fever-bright cheeks.

“What can I do?” Finn said softly. He needed to do something.

Logan looked at him for a long moment. Finn wanted him to say get in. Pull those heated, Logan-filled blankets back for him and let Finn sink into his favorite universe. The one where they might be each other’s.

“Nothing,” Logan whispered.

Nothing. That word out of Logan’s mouth could send him any which way. What could Finn do? Nothing. Nothing is what this seemed, sometimes. But it was everything. Finn was hopelessly trying, pushing and pushing himself to keep up with Logan. To try and figure out what Logan wanted from him. What more could he do?

Logan reached out and grabbed Finn’s hand again, bringing it back to his forehead. It startled a small laugh out of Finn.

“I’m glad you’re home,” Logan said. “D’accord?”

Finn sighed, but nodded. “Okay.”

Present Day

“My poor baby,” Finn said, trying to hide his laugh as he pushed the hair off of Logan’s clammy forehead. “Poor baby boy.”

Logan just tucked his nose up against Finn’s neck and grabbed at his hand until Finn was holding him even tighter around his waist, rubbing cool fingers up and down his spine.

“You are such,” Leo said from the doorway, where he had appeared with a tray of soup and ginger beer. “a baby when you’re sick.”

“Non.”

“Yon,” Finn said. “Always have been.”

Leo set the tray down on the other side of the bed and picked up the mug. He propped himself up against the headboards and Logan, slowly, rolled over and into his arms instead. Leo wrapped his arm around Logan’s shoulders so he could still reach the spoon. “Am I feeding you, is that what’s happening?”

“Yep,” Finn said. “Looks like it.”

Leo just shook his head, but let Logan lean up for a spoonful of broth.

“Merde,” Logan swallowed, his cheek smushing back against Leo’s t-shirt. “This is the best thing I’ve ever tasted in my life.”

Finn met Leo’s eyes to catch his grin. “Thanks, sweetheart.”

Logan accepted a few more spoonfuls before sitting up himself and taking more eager sips. His eyes flashed disgruntled. “I just want to get better.” He looked wistfully out the window. “It’s summer, we’re supposed to be on vacation.”

“Hey,” Finn held up a hand. “What more would I rather be doing on my vacation that stay holed up with you two?” 

“Same,” Leo said. “Lo, you’ll feel so much better in a few days.”

“I know but…Yeah. I know. Just ugh.” He took another long sip. “This soup is really the best thing I’ve ever had.”

Leo laughed. “I’ll get you some more.”

Finn watched Logan’s eyes follow Leo out through the doorway. He had that same feverish flush to his cheeks. Glassy green eyes, red nose.

“Remember the snow storm?” Logan asked suddenly.

Finn nodded. “Mhm.”

“Me too,” Logan said.

When they smiled at each other, it wasn’t all that sad.

“What do you need, baby?” Finn asked, rubbing a hand over his bare chest. “What can I do?”

“Be here,” Logan said. He pressed a kiss to Finn’s neck. “I need you two.” He smiled, eyes darting towards the kitchen. “Do you need anything?”

Finn shook his head, watching as Logan brought up his hand to cradle against his own cheek. “Just you two.”

After Logan fell asleep again, Finn found Leo in the kitchen, humming softly to himself. He was stirring the big pot on the stove and Finn settled his hands on his hips.

“Smells so good, Le.”

“You want some, too?” Leo asked, holding the spoon up for Finn to taste. “Need anything?”

Finn accepted it gratefully, but he turned his head and kissed the corner of Leo’s mouth. “No, nothing.” Nothing. It was the fullest word he’d ever used. “Just you humming in the kitchen.”

[cal-daisies-and-briars]

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120 for zombies!

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Eddie looks out the front window and thinks for a moment.

“I’ll take you the whole way,” he says after a moment. 

“What?” She asks. 

“I’ll take you all the way to Sunport.” Eddie repeats. “Not just close.”

“Why?” She asks. “I mean, thank you. But why? You don’t even know me. Don’t you have to find your wife?”

Eddie looks back at his son for a moment.

“Yeah,” he admits. “I do. But if there’s somewhere safe out there, I want to find it.”

For his son. Somewhere safe for his son. Maddie isn’t a parent, but she did raise a kid. She thinks she understands the sentiment. 

“And,” he sighs. “We haven’t heard from Shannon. We don’t know. You know where Evan is.”

“I want to go to a library,” Chris adds.

Maddie smiles. The sweeter his son is, the more she trusts him, somehow. It must take a lot to protect a kid’s spirit, in a world like this. She wasn’t nearly as successful at it. And that was without zombies.

“Thank you, Eddie.” Maddie says. “And you, Chris. I appreciate your help.”

“You’re welcome!” Chris chirps, like he was the executive decision maker. 

“Could you turn on that station?” Maddie asks. “I want to hear it.”

Not that she’ll be able to understand it. But to hear it? To know it’s her brother behind it? That’s incredible. 

“Sure,” Eddie says. 

He reaches for the power button on his truck stereo, and fiddles with the tuner until it’s on the right station. When he pulls his hand away, the speakers are emitting a series of small, repetitive noises that are unintelligible to Maddie. 

Maddie, I’m alive. Sun. Books. 

Despite the throbbing pain in her ribs, and the discomfort of being around a strange man she doesn’t know, Maddie is able to fall asleep like that. Reclined in the passenger seat. Listening to Evan’s signs of life. 

September 3rd, 2018

When Maddie wakes, the truck is parked. The sun is rising. There’s a thin stretch of turquoise water out her window. 

What the hell?

Maddie looks to her side. She moves too quickly, because her ribs scream at her to be still. Shit. She forgot about them. Wincing, she looks at her travel companions. 

Eddie is asleep in the driver’s seat. Head leaning against the glass window. His gun is tucked under his arm. She’d have to wake him to steal it. Clever. The truck keys are also out of reach. He told her to trust him, but he also doesn’t fully trust her. He’s smart, then. Trust doesn’t come cheap, out here. 

Christopher is sprawled out in the backseat with a proper blanket and pillow. He looks properly cozy. His glasses rest between Maddie and Eddie on the center console. His mouth hangs open as he sleeps. He’s slumbering with total abandon. He feels safe here, parked in a truck in the middle of a zombie apocalypse, with his dad and a stranger. 

Maddie gets a better look at their surroundings outside of the truck. They’re surrounded by water on both sides. That’s why he felt safe to sleep. He actually parked the truck in very shallow water, after driving down a beach. Smart. Kind of crazy, but smart. With nothing but bird activity and the red morning sun in view of the water, it’s kind of beautiful. Peaceful even. 

Eddie inhales sharply, waking up. Maddie turns to watch him, still on edge. When his eyes open, the irises shine an almost-honey color in this lighting.

“Morning,” he whispers.

“Where are we?” She asks. 

“Lake Havasu.”  He says. “Should be about seven hours, if conditions are good.”

Conditions used to mean weather. Traffic, even. Now? Now it means, are the roads passable. Are the remains of towns infested with zombies. Is driving even safe? Any number of things could add time to their drive. Still, the prospect that Evan was less than half a day’s drive from here made her want to cry with relief. 

“Wow,” she exhales.

“Sorry, I stopped,” Eddie mumbles. “You were both asleep and I was fighting heavy eyelids.”

“All good,” Maddie says. 

“We can get going again though,” Eddie says. “Push through.”

“Thanks.”

If she knew him better, she’d insist he rest as long as he needed. If she knew him. If her brother wasn’t so close. If she wasn’t still so wary. Maddie thinks Eddie is probably a good guy. A good father. But she is eager to not be at his mercy, all the same. 

Eddie stretches his arms, then starts the truck. Maddie looks back to see if the action will rouse Chris. It doesn’t.

“He could sleep through a bomb going off at this point,” Eddie says when he sees her watching.

[femmmie]

Ian's Day: Ian and Anthony going on holiday together and being generally adorable?

Oh yes, and they definitely will go on holiday together. I feel it in my SPLEEN! Anyway,

Walnut Grove

Words: 1.397

Genre: general, a bit of fluff

Ian drove. Anthony was trying to make sense of a huge paper road map, spread all over the dashboard. He giggled.

"I'm so clueless and directionally challenged, we're so going to end up in a weird fucked up place!"

"Anthony, we are on holiday. There are no wrong turns. Just... adventure! Ian cracked a sideways smile at Anthony, who accepted the reassurance and sighed happily.

"No work, no social media, no phones! What a life!"

"Truly."

"I did a thing like this with a group of influencers a few years back. I thought I would go insane, it was so bad. But with you, it actually feels good, natural."

"You went on a group holiday with influencers?" Ian jokingly scrunched his nose and brows like Anthony had said something gross.

"Yeah, I did that."

"Hey, I'm just teasing ya. I actually feel the same. This is so nice." He sighed as well. "No frickin' avalanche of information directed at you at all times. And, haha, no corporate emails!!"

"No corporate emails!! Hell yes. It's like we're teenagers again."

"Ha! No teen has a beard as sick as mine!"

"True, or tens of thousands of dollars worth of tattoos."

"Geez, were they that expensive?"

"If you add everything up, yeah, they were."

"Well, Anthony, I think they add something unique to you, nobody has something like that. And I love that for you."

"Thanks! Oh, in a few miles, turn right."

"Thanks, buddy."

The land stretched seemingly endlessly around their rented Ford Mustang. It was clear blue skies, yellow grass and black trees to infinity. Hours passed and the sun began to set, when they approached their destination. The scenery had slightly changed, like minimal music, to include more and alive trees under a clear but darkening sky.

"Okay, the map says we have to take a left in a few miles, I can barely see anymore in this twilight. Let's hope we get there alright!"

Ian chuckled. "Imagine we get lost and run out of fuel, and have to just sleep on the side of the road."

"That sounds like the start of a horror movie!"

"Yeah, let's hope it doesn't come to that."

Sure enough, a large roadside billboard appeared with a big arrow pointing left. Green on white letters said 'Walnut Grove Resort'.

"Yes! We've made it!" Anthony yelled excitedly. They drove up a rickety driveway, along all kinds of holiday cabins. Rarely any had the lights on inside.

"Ours is number 31.."

They squinted through the dark, but finally, they found their house. It was right by a lake. Ian parked, and they jumped out of the car.

"This is awesome!"

Ian got a little key out of an envelope and they got into their house. It was very roomy and probably had an excellent view of the water and the forest that surrounded it. But it was so dark outside that they couldn't see anything.

Anthony walked around. "Wow, look at this room, look at the wooden walls, the high ceiling, the..."

"Fireplace!!" Ian jumped and made a victorious gesture, he walked to the fireplace and started to put blocks of wood into it, starting a fire. Anthony walked around some more. There was a huge bedroom with two beds and an en suite bathroom. There even was a second bedroom and another separate toilet. The kitchen was a bit old timey but large and when he opened the fridge, he saw it was fully stacked, just like they had ordered. Anthony did a little happy dance. Walking back into the living room, the fire was already crackling and Ian had taken seat on an incredibly comfortable looking fauteuil. Anthony lay down on the couch.

"You know what's funny?" Anthony asked.

"What?"

"If we would have our phones with us, we'd be scrolling right now! We wouldn't be able to truly enjoy this amazing house or even our holiday because we would be semi-working again!"

'You're so right. You know, everyone worries about AI taking over the world, but what part of people's lives isn't dictated by an algorhitm COMPLETELY, already right now?"

"I hadn't even thought of that. That's crazy."

"This fireplace is so fucking dope."

"I feel SO relaxed!"

"Yeah, me too, I'm already recovered from driving so long. I'm just chilling now."

They sat and lay about for a couple of hours just like that, and as the fire finally went out, Anthony stood up from the couch.

"Ian?"

"Yeah?"

"Let's go on a hike!"

"Bro, it's the middle of the night!"

"Yeah, dude! Dude... we might see her!" Anthony said this so suggestively that Ian laughed out loud."

"Who?"

"The Milky Way!"

"Is that a she?"

"Oh for sure. And she's gorgeous. I've never seen her in person yet though. It's been a life long dream."

"Well, how can I refuse that! Let's go live your dream, Anthony!"

They went outside where it was pitch-black. Anthony brought a flashlight but it only cast a small light on the path before them. They strolled along the path of the resort, alongside the lake. Then the road led out of the park and into the woods.

"I mean, this might be the end of us, Anthony. 'Last seen near their holiday home, Ian and Anthony mysteriously disappeared!' It's SO dark oh my god!"

"My eyes are adjusting to the dark though, are yours? I can see without the flashlight now. I even begin to see some stars!"

"No, don't put it out.. okay fine. But let's keep close?"

The genuine panic in Ian's voice melted Anthony's heart. He grabbed Ian's hand and they walked into the forest. And as they walked and it got even darker under the trees, the clear sky above showed the unfathomably large amount of stars there. The moon was only a sickle so that wasn't helping much. They continued, Anthony more and more enthusiastic, Ian cracking jokes to keep from being terrified.

"Wait! Anthony?"

"Yeah?"

"Do you see that?"

"Huh? Oh!"

There was a board with an arrow pointing left and on it stood 'Firewatch'.

"Ian, we HAVE to go. We will have the most epic view imaginable."

"Alright, but only because it's you. And after that I want to head back home okay? I mean to our holiday home, not actually home, we just got there..." Ian's voice trailed off. They were still holding hands and Anthony was rubbing his thumb on Ian's hand.

"I promise, okay?"

"Okay."

The turn left proved to be a less accessible path than they had thought and they slowed down quite a bit, having to let go and walk behind each other. But at long last, they reached the base of the watchtower.

"Are you sure we are allowed to go up at night?"

"It's not like we're vandals or something. We just want to see the view. Come on!"

They walked up the croaky metal staircase and Ian somehow found his courage again. "This is so cool," he said with a smile. Anthony smiled even wider.

When they reached the top, Anthony's idea proved to be literally stellar. The sky was filled to the brim with stars. They saw Ursa Major, Andromeda... they didn't know a lot of constellations after that but they still looked, in wonder, to the night sky they never ever saw in Los Angeles. They decided to sit down for a while.

"This is beautiful," Anthony said softly.

"Absolutely. Nature is crazy like that."

"Ian."

"Yeah?"

"I see her!"

"Oh shit you're right! Wow, look at that."

There, up among all the stars, was a large area that was extra bright. Like a path across the sky.

"It makes you feel so small, but in a good way, if you know what I mean," Ian said.

"Yeah. We're just insignificant specks in the universe. And yet, our lives are full of meaning. So just imagine, the amount of meaning and stories, and feelings, here in America, across the world, maybe even somewhere out there."

"Do you still believe in aliens?"

"Yeah, sure! If we're here, why wouldn't there be other planets like this?"

"If you say so, Anthony."

They sat there for quite some time before they headed back home. This promised to be one of their most unique and special holidays to date.

[iloveyourmommorethanyou]

PEACHES AND SALTY HAIR

Hwang Hyunjin, your boyfriend of two years now. Although you’d been friends for 5 before he confessed. You had been in love with him for the entirety of those 5 years. You were so surprised when he confessed. Yeah, sure, you guys had a close bond and could get flirty easily, but you just assumed that’s how he acted with everyone… when he admitted being completely and entirely in love with you, your heart ached from the love you felt in reciprocity.

After two years of dating, you’d learned a lot of things about each other. Even thought you’d been friends with each other for a long time, there were still a lot of things that you didn’t know. You got to know those things through intimacy, living together, sleeping together, etc.

…

Summer came around. You and your boyfriend hadn’t seen each other in a while, because of both of your busy schedules with friends. Working, going to concerts, festivals, parties, etc. You hadn’t had a lot of time alone together.

Because of that, you decided to bring him to your lake house. It was about a two hour drive from your shared apartment. He obviously agreed and seemed very excited at the idea, which made you confident in your decision of canceling other plans you had to go with him instead.

…

Normal Saturday morning, you woke Hyunjin up at about 9am. He kept grunting and turning in your shared bed as you tried to shake him. He had went out with friends the night before and seemed to have had a rough one. Nonetheless he reluctantly left the sheets shortly after having made a fit, heading to the bathroom.

You made your way to the kitchen. Starting by making coffee. As you waited for the dark brewed liquid to fill your small espresso cup, you felt two long arms wrap around you, and a slow a warm breathing approaching the crook of your neck. You smiled and closed your eyes. Hyunjin nuzzled into you affectionately, obviously still sleepy you thought. Shit. You opened your eyes to your coffee overflowing. Hyunjin laughed at you from the back. But that was up until you shot a dark look at him. Then he helped you clean up the mess and kissed the top of your head before going to the bedroom and start packing.

You eventually got it right and brought a warm mug to your boyfriend who seemed to be deep in thought over what to bring. You laughed at the pile of clothing that was all over your shared bed.

"You okay there?" You ask him while giving him his own cup of coffee.

He looks up at you, taken out of his transe. "Huh, yeah, but baby wtf am I supposed to bring?"

"What do you mean?" You ask

"Well, is it gonna be hot there? Or do I need longer clothes for nighttime? Are we gonna swim? Do I need a classier outfit?" He asked confused.

You chuckle before replying " baby, it’s not that deep." You joke

He gives you an annoyed look.

"Okay okay.” " I told you, the weather’s pretty hot lately, so bring summer clothes, and maybe one fancier outfit if we want to go out for dinner. Besides that I’d say, bring a bathing suit for sure, and then just the essentials. " you finally give a more detailed response.

"Alright." "But can you help me chose tho?" He adds.

"Of course baby."

…

After both of your bags were pact, it was time to head on the road. Bags tossed in the trunk, shades on, and good music playing. The sun came out just as you started driving.

Hyunjin’s POV:

As we headed for y/n’s lake house, I couldn’t help but fall in love with her all over again. It’s just that we hadn’t been able to make that much time for each other lately. And as I watched her, driving, relaxed, with her sunglasses on and her hair flowing from the rather hot summer breeze. Singing along to the playlist she’s just put on, she seemed so calm and happy. I liked to see her like that. As I couldn’t help but to stare at her, she eventually noticed.

"What are you looking at?" She asked me.

"Huh, nothing I was looking at the view.." I struggle to respond.

"Yeah, right. " she smiles

"No I swear, it’s just that you were in the way." I cockily answer.

"Ah, you motherff-" she pushes me with her spare arm.

I laugh and then lean closer to kiss her cheek. She seems to calm down after that. Her cheeks turning a pretty shade of pink, I figure I’ve made it. I’ve found a woman I can joke around with, and be myself. Feels good.

…

Soon enough, you both arrived at your destination. Hyunjin exhaled a "wooow" as you pulled up in the driveway. Yes, the house was gorgeous. It was your grandma’s. Since she passed away, your family didn’t go as often anymore, and you hadn’t too in a while. But your family wasn’t there, so it was a good occasion to enjoy some alone time with Hyunjin.

…

After settling in, you and Hyunjin decided to have a snack outside and enjoy the sun. You looked in the fridge, and yeah.. there was not much. You definitely had to go do some groceries. Although you’d just driven for two hours straight and needed a break. So you grabbed the last two peaches that seemed to be relatively ripe. Looking outside the window, you could see your boyfriend, sunglasses on, shirt off, enjoying a book outback in the sun. You smiled and came out to join him.

"Omg baby." Hyunjin screams out once he sees you.

"What?!!what!" You say worried.

"Oh, sorry nothing, you just.. you look really sexy" he smirks and takes off his sunglasses.

"Oh my fucking god Hyunjin don’t scare me like that." You exhale.

"Sorry, haha" he laughs.

"But you can’t do this to me either.." he adds

"Do what?"

"Show up in a bikini like that." He explains

"What’s wrong with my bikini?" You ask

"Nothing, it’s perfect. But you know I can’t control myself when I see your sexy body." He winks

"Baby!" You hit his arm slightly. "Hey, it’s the same for me! You can’t just lie around without a shirt and think I will be able to control myself.." you add.

"Well then.. should we just not control our selves?" He smiles and leans towards you. But before he can even kiss you you grab your peach and take a big bite.

Hyunjin scoffs, shocked. But brings his lips to yours as soon as you swallow. When he pulls away, he licks his lips cheekily. You stop, and look at him with lust. "You know I love you right?" You ask him. He takes a moment, looks at you, brings your hair behind your ear, and says: " I know, baby." " I know it because I feel it, through your words, your values, your eyes, your touch." " it even drives me crazy, because I feel that way for you as much as you do for me." "So, us, loving each other this much, is fucking addicting." "I love you. " he finishes before kissing you again.

Rosie cheeks and aching lips, you smile whilst looking down, still holding your peach in one hand. Hyunjin pulled you out of your thoughts when he made you look up with his thumb. Stars in his eyes indicated that he wanted you. You knew that look all too well. Just as he was leaning in again, you giggled and got up in a swift motion. Hyunjin stood there, surprised. But soon enough he got up as well, trying to catch you. You began to run off of the dock. He followed you " hey! How can you reject my kiss like that?!" He screamed out. You continued laughing as you were now making circles around the yard, not knowing how to escape him. Ambushed, you were at the end of the dock, one foot away from the water. Hyunjin smirked at your from the other end, slowly approaching you. "No no no baby! Baby! Please no no no. " you screamed out. And just as expected, Hyunjin ran to you and picked you up, jumping in the water with you in his arms.

…

The sudden uncomfort of the cold water was overwhelming. When you resurfaced, seeing his squeamish face, you immediately attacked his cheeky ass with as much water as you could. "Bitch!" "How could you do this to me" you laughed out.

Hyunjin was laughing so much he had trouble swimming away from you. Sooner enough you got to him and trapped him between your arms. "Gotcha!" You said.

He turned around, defeated. "Alright, you won." He smiled at you.

Feat touching to rocky ground, you wrapped your legs around your boyfriend’s waist. "What was that for?" He ask.

"The rocks are making my feat hurt." You improvise, and wrap your arms around his head.

"Oh yeah? You sure it wasn’t anything else?" He asks

"No" you respond. Then attack his lips passionately, making him groan. " hmmm baby."

Tongues intertwining and teeth biting, it was sensual. His beautiful wet hair dripping down his face made him look godlike as you pulled away. But as soon as you did, you wanted more.

…

After making out for a couple of minutes, Hyunjin suddenly picks you up in the air, then throws you back down in the water.

When you come back up, you see once again his little face laughing. Revenge haunts your brain and you grab onto his shoulders and drown him in the water for a couple of seconds. War had started.

…

After having wrestled in the water like kids for over an hour, you both eventually got tired.

Drying and tanning, both on your separate towels. Layed out on the dock, the sun was shining down on your glowing skin. After a quick summer afternoon nap, you sat back up, and took a look at you boyfriend who was still sleeping.

He was majestic. Like a statue that could be presented in a museum. But at the same time he looked so wholesome and cute. His cheek slightly squished against his towel. It reminded you of the good old days, when you were children, and you felt tired after a big day of playing in the pool. He looked exactly like that, just ten years older. With his hair suddenly turned curly from the salty water. It was wild and free, blowing in the wind, but still not waking him up from his slumber. Inspired by his peaceful state, you layed back down beside him, closing your eyes, you felt a soft kiss on your cheek.

[poetrythreesixfive]

Monster Story

I hired a monster to walk around with me

to protect me from all enemies, foreign

and domestic, a big fat hairy monster with

teeth in rows like a sword factory displaying

its deadly wares, and when he would open

his gaping maw, rear his head back, and gaze

at the sky, it looked like a giant bed of death

daring all fleshy, pierceable organisms to flop

down onto it and be introduced to a world

of bloody holes like see-through fabric.

He only used that pose when posting victory

after crushing someone or scoring a touchdown,

because that’s what is expected, and let’s admit,

we learn these gestures from watching others

as small children, thinking, damn, that’s what

I would do if I successfully stormed a castle

or slew a hydra; most of the time, he would

just stand there, hairy and huge, and that was

enough to scare the bejesus out of bystanders,

and so that’s what I named him—Bejesus.

So me and Bejesus—I mean, Bejesus and I—

would stroll casually down dead-end streets,

memory lanes, boulevards of broken dreams

and country roads that took us home, and

people would part before us like a blood red

sea, no-one brave enough to raise their hands

and pronounce STOP! or ask for tolls or taxes;

even the troll beneath the bridge stayed silent

and cowering in his shady hidey hole, content

with allowing us to cross, and glad to see us go.

With all the hoopla of having to step aside and

cower to our demands, our names spread far

and wide—though let’s admit it, nobody still

knew who I was; it was my monster who got all

the press—but I was in every picture, or at least

most of them, and we got to meet mayors and

governors, pop-stars and princes, and anyone

who called themselves an ‘influencer’ was quite

instantly smashed into the ground with a single

mallet-like wallop from Bejesus’ colossal fist.

And I never feared for anything—my life, liberty,

or pursuit of happiness; muggers and marketers

were sent screaming over the horizon—but I did

contemplate how to leverage my newfound power

into cash because, let’s admit it, the only thing

more powerful than a big fat hairy monster is a

giant bank account, and I knew that one day, like

in every good story, the hero would have to lose

something in Act II, and my monster was the only

thing I had in the whole world, so I needed a plan.

So Bejesus and I started charging money for every

picture, and we hired a lawyer to sue anyone who

didn’t want to pay, and we started charging for

appearances on talk shows and at political rallies,

and if I had the sense to write a book, I would have,

but it was easier for companies to just plaster ads

all over Bejesus’ body as he walked along, a giant

hairy billboard that turned every head, and he soon

developed a killer smile and snappy finger-point

for the camera to add that extra promotional edge.

One day, we saw a little girl drowning in a lake,

as her canoe had capsized, and her father, unable

to swim, was clinging to the foundered boat; we

both jumped into the water, and Bejesus waded

out to the girl and plucked her out like a salmon

on a hook and carried her to shore; but there was

a ‘No Swimming’ sign posted on the water’s edge,

so Bejesus and I were both arrested for trespassing,

and since I had neither monster insurance nor a

license to own a monster, I was quickly arrested.

They took my monster away and threw me into

jail, and the father of the little girl sued us for

making him look bad, and all the muggers and

marketers who had fled in terror at our approach

got onto social media and canceled us for violating

their freedom of speech, and if we had had jobs,

they would have fired us, but we didn’t, so they

just kept me in jail and put my monster in chains,

and we lost all our endorsements, even the sneaker

ads, and the news reports said we were unelectable.

Then in my darkest hour, I had a brilliant idea:

I had something that no one else had: a monster;

a big fat hairy reason to tell them to all go fuck

themselves, and I went to the window of the cell

and gave a loud whistle, and Bejesus heard me

and snapped his chains and came a running and

smashed a hole through the prison wall, and both

us ran off into the night, giving them all the finger

as we went, and we disappeared into the woods,

free and uncaring, and lived happily ever after.

-GeorgeFilip

[icouldntfindquiet]

What was your experience like in Italy? I've never been and really want to go! Where did you go/what did you do? Do you have any recommendations?

I liked it over there but I’ve only explored 5% of the country so I’m probably not the best person to ask. 🙈 We went in October 2018 so before the pandemic. I can’t comment on how things are now.

Long post! The rest is under the cut.

We went to The Dolomites, Venice, Cinque Terre, and Rome. I heard Florence is beautiful so I’d like to go there someday but we didn’t have enough time. My favorite to least favorite was The Dolomites > Cinque Terre > Venice > Rome.

I would like to preface by saying their eating schedule is different from what I’m used to. Their afternoon siesta is a thing, more felt in The Dolomites than in Rome. And restaurants open later (like 7 pm, I think). Though there are some restaurants open earlier! Again, more felt in less populated areas vs. main cities. Italy has good food but I’d try to avoid tourist traps. We made the mistake of eating at some touristy places and the food was just meh. But if you put some effort into finding where the locals eat, you won’t be disappointed.

You also have to be careful. Just be aware of your surroundings! Beware of pickpockets, being shortchanged, and the prices of things. We accidentally bought €8 gelato (didn’t think it’d cost that much!). 🙈 As a tourist, I could feel that some locals don’t have a lot of patience with tourists. You can feel their frustration at times but I wouldn’t let it bother you too much. The people have overall been pleasant!

The Dolomites - if you’re willing to rent a car and drive—do it! Just note there are curvy roads going up the mountain. We were teetering on the edge of off-season so a lot of places (restaurants, shops, etc.) were closed so that’s something to keep in mind. But if you enjoy nature, hiking, and beautiful views, this is the place for you. We did some hiking (I was out of shape, lol) and visited Lago di Braies. I imagine canoeing out to the middle of the lake must’ve been amazing but we didn’t do it because it was pricey. The weather can be an issue too. It didn’t rain for us but the clouds can obstruct your view and make for some moody photos. It was also cold up there!

Venice - I heard about certain places being smelly but we lucked out and the smell didn’t bother us as much. You should go to Piazza San Marco but don’t eat there. The pigeons are SO aggressive! We made the mistake of eating in the outdoor area and the pigeons are SO bold, they literally sat on our food! I’m not kidding you…they attempted to throw themselves onto our food several times. The restaurant staff saw and didn’t offer to change out our food. Never again. 🙈 Other than that, it’s a nice place to walk around and go shopping but it’s crowded.

Cinque Terre - made up of 5 colorful towns. You can take the train easily to all 5 but the cost adds up and after some time, they all look the same. 🙈 It’s a fun place to explore at a slower, laidback pace. Also, if you go up, you get a lot of great views! We went to all except for Corniglia (I don’t remember why). But of the 4 we went to, Vernazza was my favorite view-wise (gotta go up) and you need to go to Manarola for the classic photo.

Rome (and Vatican City) - I think Rome would’ve been a nice experience if it wasn’t as crowded. There were just long queues to get into anywhere, like for The Colosseum, The Pantheon, and St. Peter’s Basilica. And it’s nearly impossible to get a photo of Trevi Fountain without people in it. 😆 If you don’t mind waiting, the view is worth it! St. Peter’s Basilica was definitely worth the wait! I’m not religious at all but you can appreciate the beauty of those places.

I guess I didn’t expand on what I did but we mainly did the main tourist attractions. Even though Venice and Rome are further down the list, I still recommend that you go but be prepared for crowds. If we had more time, I would’ve gone to Florence as well because I heard it’s a beautiful place! I’d love to go back again someday but perhaps visit different places next time. Sorry for the long post. I hope you enjoyed it and can go someday! You’ll have to tell me all about it. ☺️

[oceanwaveglasses]

GUIDE TO PRESCRIPTION SUNGLASSES

A quality pair of prescription sunglasses go beyond an attractive aesthetic while you’re out enjoying some rays on the beach. You need protection from the harmful UV rays from the sun so you can people watch, ride your bike, or get some much-needed time fishing at your favorite spot.

Finding a good pair of sunglasses can be a bit challenging for people who have prescriptions. They cannot simply pick up a pair at their local bait shop and hope for the best. They need something that will account for their vision ability and the sunlight. Here are a few tips and tricks to finding the best pair of prescription sunglasses.

Factors to Consider

It starts with the frames. Are you a metal fan, or do you prefer a softer plastic blend in your frame construction? Certain metals are stronger than others and allow for some bending and twisting durability. The downside is they can get extremely hot if left in the car or boat compared to plastic. They are also more expensive than simple plastic frames.

The most common frame options for the avid outdoorsman is TR-90. TR-90 is a high durability plastic that allows for long term comfort with even more durability when compared to metal frames. Frames constructed from TR-90 make custom fitting them much easier than any metal frame as each part can be tweaked in tiny ways to get the true desired fit.

Make sure you take a close look at the hinges of your prescription sunglasses. There are three main types you’ll come across most often: barrel hinges, interlocking hinges, and spring hinges. The barrels are the most prevalent and are held in place with a screw. Interlocking hinges are similar to barrels, but they are part of the frame, and springs allow for a better fit.

How much will it Cost?

This is going to depend on your supplier and the style of prescription sunglasses. Are you buying a pair for driving, work, or some fishing sunglasses for your next trip to the lake? In the US, the average cost can range anywhere from $25 on the extreme low end to $800 or more on the high side.

The general rule of thumb is that the more you purchase fashion-branded sunglasses, the more expensive you can expect the bill. This is because you’re not necessarily buying quality. You are purchasing a recognizable name.

Other Considerations

You may need add-ons like progressive lenses that change darkness according to the amount of light around you or bifocals so you can concentrate on things closer to your face, like reading, or further away like road signs.

If you are an avid fisherman, you may want to look at polarized lenses and blue-blocking technology. These fishing sunglasses can help you differentiate shading and movement in the early or late hours of the day when the fish are biting the most.

We are one of the best companies in the prescription sunglasses market today with all the modern and classic styles you would want in a quality pair of sunglasses with the added bonus of specialty designs for fishing. Check our wide array of products today and pick up a pair that will keep your eyes healthy, strong, and ready to fish!

[ddrv]

3 Camping Accessories Perfect for Keeping in Your RV

You can’t go camping without camping accessories! From tent camping to RV camping, there are all kinds of accessories and gear made to help you enjoy any camping trip to the fullest. From cooking accessories to navigation gear, you’ve probably browsed the aisles of your favorite outdoor goods store or visited the RV dealer Idaho families love to find exactly what you need. But do you really have everything you need? If you’re an RV camper, you may have stocked up on gear at the dealer, but there are a few supplies you might have overlooked. Some accessories are perfect for keeping in your RV and work great for car and tent camping, too. Here’s how these three accessories can add convenience to your next outdoor adventure.

Backup Portable Power Bank with A/C

It’s always good to have backup systems. You never know when you might need them. One backup system that adds a ton of convenience and practicality to any camping trip is a portable power bank with A/C. Sometimes, you might not want to rely on RV power to charge your electronics and other gear. Or you may have a situation where you need power away from the RV. Or you have kids, and they brought all their gadgets. In any case, having a portable power bank with AC can be incredibly useful, and it’s always good to have around in the event other power sources fail—or you need extra sources. It’s one of those “just in case” accessories you’ll be glad you had.

More Chairs Than You Think You’ll Need

Maybe it’s two more chairs. Maybe it’s four. It’s nice to be able to pull out a few more chairs when you’re camping. You might end up having more people around the campfire than expected—or you might have visitors. With more chairs, everyone has a place to sit and hang out. If you’re short on space, store a few extra ultra-portable chairs or camp stools in your RV. Ultra-portable camp chairs have gotten more popular in the last year because of how convenient and light they are—and they can be durable, too! Plus, they’re light enough to throw in a pack if you plan on straying from camp to sit by the lake or stream.

Give Yourself Some Shade with a Portable Awning or Canopy

Shade is a big deal. If you’re browsing new or used motorhomes for sale, built-in awnings might catch your eye. You’re current RV might even have an awning already. It’s not uncommon for RVs to come with an awning or have the option for one. However, a single awning may not be enough—especially when the sun is low or if you want to increase your shaded space. This is where a portable awning or canopy can come in handy. It gives you more control over the shade you have around your campsite. Plus, they’re great for more than just shade. They can be handy when it rains and you want to keep your stuff dry without having to move your entire RV to accommodate.

About DDRV

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[raven-6-10]

@ertrunkenerwassergeist

Can I borrow your headcanon? I think I will borrow your headcanon.

Also, add some stuff from myself.

I also thought that Galahd might be considered poor by outsiders because they don't like trading with them. The other reason is that Galahdians don't want to destroy the jungle on their islands, which forces them to adapt and do without certain things.

Like cars. Practically nobody on Galahd uses cars, not outside of big ports. And they are only used there to move stuff from and onto ships, and around the ports. Because for cars you need roads, which, well. First you have to cut down huge swaths of the jungle and dig up earth to get good foundations. And the islands are hilly/mountainous, so that's a big problem too. Then you have to lay down the asphalt, which probably would have to be imported from the mainland - it would be very costly. And that's not even getting into maintenance and into importing petrol to power the cars and so on.

Nope, Galahdians don't use cars, they are perfectly happy with chocobos and spiracorns for personal transportation through the jungle, and with shipping for moving goods. Both sailing between islands, and barges and boats that move on rivers and lakes.

Edit: In the cities and bigger towns, they also have trams and trains on raised railways (public transport ftw!) because they take up less space but can move so much more people. Plus with the raised lines, you don't have to worry about flattening the ground first, you just need good foundations for the pillars. You can have sidewalks underneath - walkable cities are a must on Galahd - or buildings, or a city park etc. There are solar panels on top for electricity, too.

Another thing is, not many buildings outside of ports have glass windows. Because big glass panels do not transport well if you don't have smooth roads. Small stuff like vials for labs etc. can be moved, but anything bigger than a jar is no-go. (In other news, Galahdians have lot of ceramics.)

Instead, think of traditional Japanese houses here - windows that look a bit like shoji, with paper or fabric screens, that let in light but keep the wind out. Wooden blinds carved in pretty patterns and nets to protect from animals and bugs.

Edit: In the ports though, they not only have glass, they have that fancy colourful glass that doubles as solar panels and it's everywhere. They love that stuff and are not ashamed to use it for their houses and public buildings and all kind of workplaces. Even the older buildings in more traditional style will have upgraded windows. Or maybe those ceramic roof tiles that have solar panels hidden between the layers.

Galahdians use a lot of solar power for electricity, both small villages and larger towns and cities. Very big on solarpunk, my Galahd. Bigger towns near the coast probably use wind turbines for the same, though they are always careful to avoid damaging coral reefs.

I just had a realization. All of Eos thinks Galahd is a poor nation. Like not every house there as electricity and running water kind of poor.

(Which is, in fact, not true, every Galahdian will tell you, safe for the weird people in the mountains, but they’re a crazy lot so they don’t count.)

It’s just that no one is interested to invest into Galahd because the land there will kill you if the citizens don’t do it first (which is mostly not true) and there isn’t anything there anyway they might want.

(The people tell themselves that with dread creeping down their spine. As if the Galahdians would tell outsiders about the treasures they hold.)

Galahd is not poor.

Its people are just not overly interested in traiding with outsiders. They have very long memories and are not overly enthusiastic to give something of theirs to Lucians or others. So they keep what they have mostly within their own economy.

And this is how Galahd is thought of as poor and its citizens as stingy.

[random-yandere-fandom]

Any headcannons of yandere Sebastian from Black butler you wanna write about? Btw i loved that affectionate reader one you made ♥️

Thank you a lot! I`m happy you requested that because recently some videos rekindled my love for him.

Yandere Sebastian headcanons

As I have mentioned just about any time I`ve written for him, he`ll find some kind of excuse to get some cats. There are many advantages to them after all! You won`t be lonely when he has to work, they don`t require as much work as other animals - he`ll mention dogs as a negative example - they are easy to get along with if you know how to treat them and if you don`t, Sebastian is always happy to show you the ropes. They are elegant and cute, and did you know that their purring is designed to calm others? They come with all kinds of personalities, shy or affectionate, calm or playful, quiet or loud, so certainly there will be one that you`d like. He`ll be ecstatic if you are willing to get some of these wonderful creatures but if you`re hesitant or downright against it he has no problem convincing you, writing essays on why they`d be beneficial if needed.

Sebastian has built an entire manor in, like, a few hours, so it is in no way unreasonable to say that he`d build you a home you can feel comfortable in. Do you want it near a lake? No problem. A private library? What kind of books do you want in what systematic order? There are barely any limits, though there are a few rules. Nothing to endanger you, for example. As such, your home is at a certain longer distance to the Phantomhive manor as to not get you caught up in one of the multiple assassination attempts. It shouldn`t be close to any civilisation for a fact, your demon is generous to you alone and possessive to a fault, a dangerous mix to anyone who`d think his kindness is an inherit trait and not the privilege only you possess. It is still close enough that he can visit you throughout the day though.

Should you be less accepting of your new partner despite his attempts to charm you he`ll resort to other methods. That most likely happens before he kidnaps you move in together and if you are suspicious of his motives. Such methods are but are not limited to: endangering you to save you, isolating you through manipulation or making himself a bigger part of your life than he already is. Another attempt might be to kind of reward or punish you for certain behaviour. When you`re nice, listen and treat him kindly he`ll make sure your day is absolutely fantastic. Your favourite stuff is on sale, you found some money on the road, no one bothers you. On the other hand if you`re cold, indifferent and ignore him you will wish your day would just be over. Your clothes somehow get caught up everywhere and rip, there seem to be more insects than normal that just seem to target only you and somehow whatever you start never gets finished because stuff keeps happening needing your immediate attention. You`ll end up gravitating towards him sooner or later.

His main languages of affection are acts of service and words of affirmation. As a butler he is used to performing all kinds of tasks and it just seems natural to do stuff for you. Even better if he manages to impress you, he`s a proud demon and hearing your praise makes him incredibly happy. He`s also extremely vocal, feeling no shame when complimenting you, sometimes out of the blue. Sebastian flirts with you a lot and whether you get flustered, which he finds endearing, or flirt back, in which case he will want to test how far he can go before you are left blushing, it makes his day.

If you`re interested in history or demons you`re welcome to ask him all kinds of questions. There might be some parts that Sebastian leaves out, finding them too dreadful to tell you, but he loves recounting stories, teaching facts and especially, your attention focused solely on him. He is well versed in other areas, too, and if he found your interest in a subject he had no need to learn beforehand, know that he will be an expert in no time.

To add on to that, he puts effort into capturing your attention. I headcanon him to be a good singer so he will sing for you. He`s an amazing cook and if you want you can try make something together with him. The demon will find all kinds of activities that you can do together and that make you pay attention to him. Ignoring him for something else like a book might inspire him for more... drastic measures. He`ll begin calling out for you, poking your sides before flat out laying down on you. He isn`t human and while he prefers to lay down in ways that obey the laws of science as to not disturb you, he might change his mind should you still not show any reactions. If you even ignore that, just to spite him and amuse you, he`ll try to take away whatever has you focused. Now you can only flat out ignore him, at which point he`ll sigh before standing up. Picking you up he`ll hold you across from him engaging you in a staring contest. You will crack at some point and as a kind of punishment he`ll carry you around, refusing to set you down with the explanation that you might focus on something else again if he does.

[uppermocns-moved]

if you’re taking requests maybe roadtrips with eren, jean, armin and connie?

road trips

oh my god this is the greatest idea i’ve ever heard. 

eren, jean, armin, connie + road trips

(going on a road trip with all four of them at the end)

cw: fairly gender-neutral, modernverse, weed references

𝗲𝗿𝗲𝗻 𝗷𝗮𝗲𝗴𝗲𝗿

eren insists on driving the whole time, no matter how long the trip is.

his phone is plugged into the aux because “my car, my rules” but he doesn’t complain when you unlock his phone and start picking songs. 

forcing him to pull into a drive-through so he can eat real food, not just the 44 oz of mountain dew and monster energy he got from the gas station before you left.

hand-feeding him french fries.

playing i spy when it’s too dark to see anything, or on long highway stretches where the scenery doesn’t change. 

“i spy... something blue.” “is it the sky?” “you’re so good at this, babe.”

it’s very easy to talk him into impulsive detours, even if they’re in the opposite direction – he may be the one driving, but he’s relying solely on you for instructions. just tell him where you’re going and he’ll take you there.

“___ is only a two hour drive from here! we should go!” “yeah? okay.” 

driving with the windows down and enjoying the cool nighttime air.

car-camping in national parks – putting the seats down in the back and throwing together your bed for the night, sitting on the hood of his car to look at the stars with no light pollution, getting baked and watching a dumb show off his phone before going to sleep. 

at this point, eren realizes he forgot to pack his phone charger so you’ve gotta share.

getting breakfast together. eren’s not a morning person, but he can’t be grumpy when you’re looking so cute and sleepy in one of his hoodies. 

eren driving with one hand on the wheel and the other holding yours, occasionally lifting it up for a kiss as a silent thank you for being there with him. as if you’d dream of being anywhere else. 

𝗷𝗲𝗮𝗻 𝗸𝗶𝗿𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗶𝗻

listening to the radio to keep things spontaneous, usually the classic rock stations. 

jean taking his hands off the wheel because he needs to air-bass along.

listening to true crime podcasts when the radio cuts out – it’s funny watching jean’s face twist up in disgust during crime scene details, and sometimes he yells in response as if the podcasters can hear him. you also play detective about who you think did it – loser buys food at the next stop. 

music keeps things energetic at the start, but podcasts keep his mind stimulated when he’s been driving for a while. 

the original plan is to split the driving, but you end up falling asleep with your face smushed against the window and jean doesn’t have the heart to wake you up. he doesn’t mind driving the rest of the way.

stopping for food every couple of hours to make sure you’re both eating properly, not just snacks. you do have plenty of snacks, though. 

jean going "uh – excuse me” whenever you open a bag of something and sticking his hand out. he’s like a dad, he always needs a handful of whatever you’re having. sharing is caring. 

jean always packs a lot of unnecessary things, and he will reserve the right to say i told you so when his double-hammock comes in handy.

limited stops along the way (minus food/gas/bathroom) – getting there relatively early means you can relax in the hotel room and maybe explore/go out for dinner later that night.  

when you take over driving, jean is a big window-watcher and takes a lot of pictures of the mountains/scenery. 

already making plans on cool things you can do on the way back, when you have no time restraints – day trips, scenic rest stops, hikes, etc. 

𝗮𝗿𝗺𝗶𝗻 𝗮𝗿𝗹𝗲𝗿𝘁

stopping at a starbucks first-thing to get drinks for the road (he makes sure to get some food too so you’re not just running off a venti iced coffee)

splitting the driving – armin is the better (and calmer) navigator so you usually take the first and final shift. 

dozens of cute polaroids to put in your adventure scrapbook

researches fun (and romantic) things you can do when you get to your destination and reads them aloud to you. you come up with a plan together. that waterfall hike sounded really fun. 

armin takes lots of videos because he likes making little montages for his socials

you’re in control of the music. armin likes when you show him new artists – he’ll slowly nod his head along and inevitably add the songs to his spotify. he really likes snail mail. 

he takes over driving when you get tired – he likes holding your hand when he drives, or sometimes you’ll lean over and rest your hand on his thigh.

armin trying not to melt when you put on one of his hoodies for warmth – you have your own, but his are comfier and they smell like him. 

silly games to pass time like i spy or looking for different license plates. it’s fun until armin gets clever and spies things like the mile marker from 10 miles back. 

you insist you aren’t going to fall asleep because you wanna keep him company, but you end up curling into your pillow and dozing off mid-conversation. it’s adorable, and he doesn’t mind. he’ll usually turn on a podcast or an audiobook. 

armin stays awake the whole time but it catches up with him once you reach your destination – all he wants to do is cuddle and rest up

𝗰𝗼𝗻𝗻𝗶𝗲 𝘀𝗽𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴𝗲𝗿

leaving a day in advance or very early in the morning because you stop at every tourist attraction along the way.

scenic lookout? let’s go there. world’s biggest ball of yarn? fuck, count me in. meteor craters? already merging onto the exit. dinosaur bones? you read my mind. 

picking up cool souvenirs along the way like geodes and stickers to put on his water bottle. maybe a funky lil alien to hang from the rearview mirror, along with his 20 tree air fresheners. 

taking cute, cheesy pictures of and with each other – connie posing with his arms out like he’s holding the mountain, standing in front of national park signs, etc. 

you collaborated on a road-trip playlist in advance (it’s 12 hours long)

somehow you end up listening to veggie tales or absolutely losing it until the car starts rocking to britney spears

"i love this song” to every song, as if he didn’t put it on the playlist 

listening to connie sing along and butcher all the lyrics. impressive falsetto, though. 

arsenal of snacks – more than you realistically need

screaming every time you see a new “welcome to ___” sign

“WELCOME TO ___!” “WOOOOOO!”

connie rocking the socks with slides. it’s comfortable. 

pulling through drive throughs every once in a while for food, continuously forgetting to throw out the trash bag from your last stop. 

𝗴𝗼𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗼𝗻 𝗮 𝗿𝗼𝗮𝗱 𝘁𝗿𝗶𝗽 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝗼𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗺

stopping at the gas station to fill up the gas tank and stock up on snacks for the road – almost everything from the candy aisle, giant bags of doritos, slushies, energy drinks. nobody really thinks to get actual food.

the driving is split between eren “i’m serious, pull the fucking car over or i’m gonna piss myself, jean” jaeger and jean “eren stop honking my fucking horn, traffic won’t go any faster” kirstein. armin is the navigator because they’ll both get everyone lost.

everyone has their turn with the aux cord – until connie cracks himself up playing the same song over and over, then you have to pry it from eren’s cold, dead hands.

so many pictures

impulsive stops at tourist attractions.

playing dumb games to pass the time (quickly turns into replacing one word on each sign with “poop” because they’re all a bunch of children).

finally stopping at a diner later that night for real food

making it to the campsite and setting up tents and hammocks

getting baked around the campfire and telling spooky stories

connie complaining and scaring himself while he wanders off into the dark forest to find a spot to piss

smores (ofc)

going on group hikes and jumping into lakes/down waterfalls together. video of jean belly-flopping.

[botwstoriesandsuch]

OK SHUT UP SHUSH SHUT THE FUCK UP IT’S 1AM BUT SHUSH LISTEN! HEY, LISTEN!

I AM GIVING YOU THE TOOLS TO FIND THE EXACT DISTANCE OF ANYTHING ANYWHERE IN HYRULE, CUSTOM MAKE YOUR FIC JOURNEYS TO THE METER, FIND THE AREA OF ANY TOWN OR LANDMARK, OR JUST FIND OUT HOW BIG (or small) HYRULE KINDGOM TRULY IS ONCE AND FOR ALL SO GO AHEAD AND SAVE THIS POST TO YOUR DRAFTS CAUSE YOU MIGHT WANNA SEE IT FOR FUTURE REFERENCE

 Ok so this all starts with THIS

FEAST YOUR EYES LADIES, LADS, AND GENTLEFOLK ON THE ONLY PIECE OF INFORMATION IN ALL OF HYRULE CONCERNING DISTANCE AND TIME. 

[Image ID: A screenshot from The Legend of Zelda: Breath of the Wild, depicting a picture of Ash Swamp hanging in Impa’s house. The dialogue box from Impa reads, “Does it look familiar? From this village, you should be able to get there in a half day’s time.” End ID]

Impa states that it would take you half a day, about 12 hours, to travel from Kakariko Village to the depicted 13th memory, which is at Ash Swamp by Fort Hateno. 

Now here is where I took this information. I took it to

objmap.zeldamods.org

A fantastic online Botw map resource with tons of features like finding specific objects, and highlighting areas, and placing pins, and the basics of showing the locations of everything like shrines and korok seeds and all that. 

BUT the thing that we care about today is this ability, here:

DRAW!

With those widgets on the right, I can specifically mark lines and shapes and the website will give me the distance of it in meters!

“But Kip, if the map already gives you the distance of anything you want then isn’t this entire post pointless?” Ashshshshshhshh no, shut the fuck up, shush shut, no, stop, silence, I am high on caffeine and I haven’t slept for two days. No. 

As great as the map is, the exact ratio isn’t the best. Like, it tells me that the length of Hyrule is only 10km, or 6.2 miles. 

I wager that realistically, Hyrule would be a bit bigger than that. And THAT, is where I come in. Or, more specifically, Impa.

Impa states that it takes 12 hours to travel from Kakariko to Fort Hateno. (I am saying Fort Hateno and not Ash Swamp because I am going of the nearest prominent landmark location near the 13th memory, and I highly doubt that Impa knew the exactly square foot patch of dirt that Link needed to stand on to activate his memory)

According to Google, it takes around 10 to 12 minutes to walk a kilometer. (I am assuming Impa was referring to walking and not riding, because I feel like she would have said, “You should be able to get there in half a day’s ride” or something of the sort. So, walking it is)

So: 

12 hours divided by 12 minutes 

(Which is 720 minutes / 12 minutes)

gives us

60

The distance between Fort Hateno and Kakariko village is 60 kilometers.

Badabing badaboom, great job! We did it. BUT NOW this is where our handy dandy online object map comes in.

[Image ID: A screenshot of the Breath of the Wild map showing the area of Kakariko Village and the plains in front of Fort Hateno. A blue line highlghts the path from the village to a marker on Fort Hateno. The line reads “1.89km.” End ID]

[Image ID: A screenshot of the Breath of the Wild map showing the area of Kakariko Village and the plains in front of Fort Hateno. The blue line from the previous image is still there, however, there is now a more prominent yellow line. The yellow line runs from Kakariko village, but ends at a marker point at the location of the 13th memory at Ash Swamp. The yellow line reads “1.55km.” End ID]

So while this map doesn’t give me distances that are exactly to my liking, it DOES give me a measuring means that will stay consistent. SO! As you can see, the map says Kakariko to Fort Hateno is 1.89km. (And just to be safe, I also did the distance exactly to the point of the 13th memory as shown in Impa’s picture, which came out to 1.55km. But! It’s doesn’t matter anyhow, because) We’re going to round this to 2km for the sake of my sanity because surprise surprise! I actually suck at, and hate, math. 

So the map says Kakariko to Fort Hateno is 2 kilometers, but we know that in real life, the distance is actually 60 kilometers. So, if you want to use this object map effectively, you have to make a means of converting the “false” measurements, (which I will be refering to as “zelda” (kilo)meters, or zm/zkm) from the actual ones. 

So THIS is what I fucking did oh my god help me it took me way too long even though it was really simple in hindsight I was just stupid and spent two hours trying to get the ratio equations right when really all I had to do was divide, it was a whole thing, anyhow, read away. 

[Image ID: A screenshot of MATH oh my god it’s fucking math...BUT it’s kinda color coded so that’s nice. The top left of the page depicts text. In red text reads “zkm (Zelda km) = per the measurement on the objmap.zeldamods.org” and below that, in black text, reads, “Kakariko to Fort Hateno = 1.89 zkm ~ 2zkm,” which is underlines in yellow. Another line of black text reads, “Impa says it takes half a day’s time to travel from Kakariko to the 13th memory location AKA 12 hours.” Another line of black text reads, “It takes about 10-12min to walk a kilometer,” which is underlines in green.

Handwritten in blue ink is the equation, 

“12 hours = 720 min

720/12 = 60″ 

The 12 is highlighted in green, and the 60 is underlined. In green text, below it, reads, “It takes 12 hours to walk 60 kilometers.” In black text under this, it reads “So Kakariko to Fort Hateno is 60 kilometers.” Another line of black text under this reads, “So based on that, we can find the actual values of a zkm (Zelda kilometer).” 

Handwritten in yellow ink is the equation,

“2zkm = 60km

1km = 30km” [typo, I meant 1zkm = 30km]

The 60km is in blue, and the equation 1zkm = 30km is circled. 

To the right of everything, in bigger, yellow text, reads “So: 1zkm = 30km 1zm = 30 meters

The map of Hyrule measures roughly 10zkm (length) by 8zkm (height) [typo, I meant width] giving it an area of 80 square zkm.

Therefore, the “true” size of Hyrule Kingdom os 2400 square kilometers.” End ID]

SO ARMED WITH THIS NEW KNOWLEDGE, you can now use this map to measure whatever you want, and by converting 1zm to 30 meters, you can get accurate result as to what that distance is. 

Chart the roads, measure the rivers, the map even gives area tools for polygons, squares, and circles! This entire post was born out of a desire to see how long the characters in my fic should rest for when travel between different stables. 

Now before anyone asks, yes! 2400 square kilometers is fairly small. That’s around 930 square miles. I believe even Wales is more than three times bigger than that. BUT! Considering Hyrule is a medieval kingdom that’s actually pretty sizable considering the average size of a Kingdom was 100 to 900 square kilometers. 

And juuuust to double check, I ran the size though a Medievil Demographics generator, and 2400 (under the conditions of Fertile Land with 64% of the land being arable since I figured roughly 46% for lakes, the ocean, plus unusable land was more than enough to cover the Hebra, Death Mountain, and the Gerudo Desert. Which honestly is even MORE generous considering there are races that occupy these areas, but I digress) This still gives Hyrule Kingdom a good population of 108,000 people! Before the Calamity when all of its villages were up and occupied, of course. So the area is definitely more than enough, and can still give Link a more realistic amount of time to travel between areas (when you add eating and rest of course. Don’t make my guy walk for 10 hours straight from the Great Plateau to Hebra D: plz)

TL;DR: Hyrule is 2400 square kilometers; use the map, plus the conversion 1 zelda meter to 30 meters to measure anything you want; I am tired

Quick Edit: Please note that this conversion is for the purposes of people out there who need more realistic means of measuring distances for larger scale travel and such, like for writing fic journeys, or dnd campaigns. This conversion isn’t the best for smaller scale measure like buildings and such (EX: I’ve checked with buildings in Castle Town and the Coliseum, and they come out much too big, just a symptom of game design ratios not being perfect since it’s hard to balance consistent measurements and the immersion and plan a creator has for their game world!) So if you are measuring those smaller entities using the linked map, just stick with the given zelda meters! (EX: The Coliseum radius in zelda meters matches up nicely with the real world Roman Colosseum, beating it out by a few dozen meters!)

Also if you are a true believer in the interpretation of Impa’s dialogue as “half the amount of daylight hours,” see the reblogs!

[pillow-anime-talk]

genshin month ; third day.

synopsis: You and your fiancé started spending less and less time together.

# tags: scenario; current relationship; romance; mild angst; also fluff; sfw with suggestive ending

includes: female reader ft. albedo & sucrose {genshin impact}

author’s note: it’s time for some fucking angst but with happy end, friends.

You packed a delicious-looking breakfast into a special bamboo box, and then wrapped both the beautifully scented bento and the paper bag with chocolate cookies in a much larger piece of colorful fabric to make it all more convenient to carry. A proud smile graced your face as you turned to greet Albedo, whose footsteps you heard in the distance.

“Hello, darling.” You greeted him warmly and then felt a sweet kiss in the middle of your hot forehead. “Breakfast is on the table, and here, I packed your dinner. Please, eat it later, okay?” You added softly, touching his delicate skin on his cheek by your left hand, and the man nodded gently, after a while, however, nestling your body into his slightly larger and warmer. “Huh? Something happened?”

“Well... I know, I promised you that today we will spend some time together and go for a walk, but I will have to stay longer at work.” He confessed hesitantly, and you sighed under your breath.

“After all, you are our Chief Alchemist, I’m not really surprised. Has Jean commissioned you to do something important?” Curious, you asked, and he shook his head, which made you a bit confused. So you raised an eyebrow, gesturing for him to answer you truthfully.

“Sucrose asked me to help her with alchemy, so I’ll stay with her a little longer to help her master some of the things.” He admitted calmly, and your expression becomes blank. Ah, right. You could have figured out that the reason for all of this is your fiance’s helper, Sucrose.

You moved away from his body, then sighed; nevertheless, a weak smile appeared on your face. Not very honest, but Albedo didn’t seem to notice it.

“It’s okay, love. Let’s go eat our breakfast. I made your favorite vegetable and mushroom omelets.”

{ ･ﾟ✧ }

Hours after Albedo left the house, you realized that you forgot to add a thermos with coffee to his large bento. You decided to quickly fix your mistake and prepared his favorite, strong drink. You also took some fresh fruit and packed it in a small cloth bag. On its front there was a beautiful bouquet that you had embroidered yourself a few days earlier.

Even though you were confused by the behavior of your lover, you couldn’t stop worrying about him. He was the most important person for you, he was your beloved second half, he was also the best human you have ever met, so you wanted to repay him for looking after you and making sure that nothing bad would ever happen to you. Albedo cared for you as best he could and you appreciated it like nothing else in the world. However, for a long time you have had the impression that this care and interest in you begins and ends in your shared home, where no one is looking, where no one is allowed to enter.

Your weekly walks around the city were a thing of the past, and you didn’t want to ask for them every time. Your ‘family’ lunches were no longer shared lunches, because you ate them alone while the twenty-two-years-old was in his lab or carrying out his missions. Your tenderness was limited to kisses on the forehead, and you missed kisses on the mouth, on the nose, on other parts of the body. Not to mention about long baths together or time spent in bed (not necessarily reading books, but something... more intimate).

Nevertheless, you weren’t particularly angry, maybe a bit disappointed, but you didn’t feel angry with your partner. The only thing you could feel at that time was your concern about whether Albedo takes care of himself and takes care of his daily menu or the right amount of water consumed throughout the whole day.

The road to the place where the young man’s laboratory was located took you less than twenty minutes. Along the way, you greeted the inhabitants of Mondstadt, who, seeing you, wished you a nice day and asked you to greet, quoting their words, ‘The Great Captain’. At the sound of their joyfull voices you smiled slightly, nodding your head and promising you would do it. And as soon as you got to the right place, you quietly entered the building. You wanted to say ‘Good afternoon’ to your loved one and green-haired teenager, but instead you almost felt that the bag of products falling out of your hands.

You knew Albedo cherished you and would never cheat on you, but it hurt to see him leaning forward next to Sucrose. It seemed that his lips were about to touch her cheek or temple, and it hurt as badly as any other form of cheating. He had so much fun with her and their alchemy, so many topics to talk about, from work to missions they were given, and you? All you two could talk about was only... Yeah, was what?

“Umm... Albedo?” Your peaceful voice spread over the fairly large room, and two people next to the wooden table looked up at your standing figure. “I forgot to pack your coffee in the morning... I’ll put it here and I won’t disturb you two anymore. Don’t overstraining yourselves, okay?” Your faint smile covered a broken voice and trembling lips. “Good luck with your work and study. Do your best.”

You quickly put the silvery thermos and colorful fruit on the dark cabinet, and just as quickly left the room. Albedo, seeing your figure disappearing, apologized to his assistant, and she nodded. But before the blonde alchemist left the room, Sucrose grabbed him by the black sleeve of his clothes and laughed shyly.

“Mr. Albedo, I don’t think I need any extra lessons today, though. We can arrange a different date. Will it be okay?” Her girlish voice reached his ears, and he mechanically agreed, breathing blissfully. “Thank you. Please keep Mrs. Y/N company tonight. I think she misses you really much.”

The knight wanted to answer, but instead he ran after you, catching you up almost at the exit of the brick building. He took your sad face slowly between his all, long fingers and you frowned.

“Why are you leaving? You’re always welcome here, darling.”

“I just don’t want to disturb you two, Albedo. I don’t fit here.” You admitted finely, and your gaze shifted to the mahogany panels under your feet. “Sometimes I wonder why you are with me. I don’t even understand alchemy, you can’t talk to me about it. You should... Maybe you should be with Sucrose? Or with another woman who shares your hobbies...?” You asked tenderly, and he opened his eyes wider, pulling your body into a warm embrace.

“I never thought of leaving you for someone else, dearest. Why are you talking about this at all? What happened?”

Your eyes met his deep blue orbs again, and you shrugged timidly.

“Currently, Sucrose is closer to you than I am. I thought you were bored with me. Moreover – I don’t thi...”

A precious kiss on your blueberry-tasting lips silenced your thoughts and at the same time caused a tiny blush on your both cheeks and ear tips.

“Sucrose is my successor, it’s true. But, my love. You are my future wife and you’re definitely more important to me than she is. Please don’t ever think that I will leave you for someone else. You are the best thing... no, you’re the best person that enter to my life and I love you very, very much. Also... Sucrose always asks about you and says she wants to be like you. Like someone who know how to cook or bake, sew clothes and plushies, make beautiful hairstyles like the ones on my head. She admires you as someone admires their mother. Sometimes I have the feeling that she would rather be your apprentice than mine.” He laughed cutely, and you looked at him in big surprise. After a short while, however, you nodded, resting your head on his smooth neck. “... I know I’ve been neglecting you lately and I’m ashamed of it, but now I promise to make it up to you. Therefore, let’s go home and tomorrow we’ll go for a walk to the lake or for a picnic.”

“Huh? But your job? Extra-curricular activities...? And what about...”

“Don’t think about anything. We’re done now so let’s go, dear. I have to show you how different you are from other people when it comes to my feelings.” Suddenly his mouth was right next to your left ear, and warm breath wrapped around your face. “And I don’t promise you’ll fall asleep tonight.”

“... A-Albedo!”

previous day ; aether ♡ next day ; keqing

[lilxberry]

Getaway B-Day B.J. - Montgomery ‘Monty’ De La Cruz*

Requested By: @vintagemac94

Thank you so much I don’t mind the wait it’s totally cool🌸. I was thinking Monty x Oc (female) Oc goes out of her way to plan a super romantic getaway for Monty’s birthday to make him feel extra special since he never had that growing up due to his childhood.

 P.s I’m not opposed to smut just saying lol🤷🏻‍♀️but I’m giving you complete creative freedom to decide whether you want to add that or not it’s your choice😘.

I didn’t do a full smutty thing but I feel like it works better like this. I hope this is what you were looking for and I apologise if it hadn’t met what you had wanted.

Also, it wasn’t really an OC since I don’t really write them. I even plan on editing works what I have written as OC’s to reader inserts, just to make things more inclusive for everyone. There wasn’t detailed descriptions of appearance within this and I certainly hadn’t added a scenario where the readers name would be said but I just thought I would clear up that it indeed wasn’t an x OC

Warnings: Language. Semi SMUT (since it was only a blowie *wink wonk*). Alludes to SMUT. A singular mention of Bryce (I mean, c’mon).

Words: 2,983

Pairings: Montgomery ‘Monty’ De La Cruz x reader (female reader)

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The sun casts a warm glow, bathing the room in a soft morning orange hue, illuminating your sleeping boyfriends’ figure, highlighting those sharp features that just seem so much softer as he rests. Short, relaxed puffs of air pass through his parted lips and his chest rises and falls in a calm even manner.

A smile works its way on to your face as you admire Monty in such peace and serenity. You bring your small, dainty hand up and run it along his face, gently brushing over his cheek, jaw and bottom lip that’s pouted. Slowly working along his brows and forehead, a soft grunt forces your smile to widen uncontrollably.

His eyes flutter open, his lashes kissing his cheeks each time. With much difficulty, he manages to keep one eye lazily open, gazing at you as he squints at the light that seems all too bright for someone who is only just rousing from their slumber.

A dazed smile forms across his own lips and his chest rumbles with a chuckle. “Morning,” he grumbled, voiced still laced with sleep causing his tone to be deeper. You bit your plump bottom lip just thinking of how you could listen to that voice all day.

“Good morning, birthday boy,” you cheerily replied. His chest vibrated with a chuckle once more before closing his eye and wrapping him arm around your waist, pulling you in closer and pushing his face into your hair, placing a soft kiss to the top of your head.

You hummed in contentment as you buried your face within his chest, enjoying the warmth radiating from his body. You stayed like that, wrapped up in each other, legs entangled for many more minutes before deciding to finally starting your weekend surprise for your boyfriend.

“Monty,” you cooed softly. “We gotta get up.”

Monty groaned in protest, tighten his hold on you causing you to chuckle at his childish antics. “C’mon baby, we gotta go.”

With an overdramatic huff, he released his hold on you and turned to lie on his back, throwing his left arm over his face, covering his eyes. “I thought it was my birthday. Why do we have to get out of bed, baby?” You could practically already hear the remark he’s about to say that will no doubt be accompanied by a smirk. “I know plenty of reasons to stay put.”

You shook your head and chuckled as you slapped his chest playfully. “You are insatiable.” Clambering out of bed, you already miss the warmth it provided as you made your way into the bathroom, adding an extra sway to your hips, knowing full well Monty was watching you.

“Get up or we’re going to be late for what I have planned,” you called out to him from the bathroom as you tore your, more specifically Monty’s, t-shirt off, leaving you in nothing but your underwear. Before he could retort back or ask what on Earth you had planned, you speak once more. “We still have time to shower though, if you’d like to join me,” you sung out in a sweet melody.

You heard him throw the sheets off of his body, some fumbling around, a loud thump which was followed by him cursing ‘fuck’ and rushed footsteps, causing you to giggle. He arrived in the bathroom faster than a greyhound whippet and was hasty in slamming the door shut and locking it behind him.

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“How didn’t I notice a load of my clothes were missing?” Monty hollered from where he was loading up the two bags you had packed for the weekend into the trunk. His face was absolutely comical, full of confusion yet showing that he had actually been quite impressed.

You shook your head as you checked over once more that you had everything on you before closing and locking the front door to your house. “Because the only things you ever actually care to take notice of are butts, boobs, booze and baseball,” came your snarky remark.

Closing the trunk, he turned to you with the most innocent looking expression he could muster and begins to take tantalisingly slow steps towards you where he eventually places his hands upon your hips. “Only your butt and boobs though, babe.”

You snorted and pushed at his chest, walking around him to climb into the drivers’ seat of the blue Toyota Camry. Before you could place your behind on to the comfortable car seat, you heard a resounding ‘SMACK’ and felt a stinging sensation on your left ass cheek.

“OW!” you shouted, only resulting in Monty throwing his head back in hysterics as he rounds the car to get inside himself. You shake your head although the small smile that dances across your lips in enough to give away that you were anything but upset with him.

Closing the door once fully sat down, you pull your seatbelt over your torso and secure it before placing the keys into the ignition and turning to start the car. Monty had already made himself quite comfortable with the window fully rolled down and the Bluetooth of the car connect to his phone where he scrolls through his Spotify, debating which of the many songs will be blasted through the speakers first.

Releasing the handbrake and pushing down on the acceleration, you begin the 3-hour long drive to your destination where you’ll spend 3 blissful days away with your boyfriend.

_______________

About 2 minutes away from your destination, you had told Monty to close his eyes and to keep them as so until you said. Driving along, you could feel how the road had changed from smooth tarmac to a more coarse, natural trail.

Passing the final cluster of trees and emerging to right in front of where you had booked for you and Monty for the weekend, you slowed to a stop, pulling up the handbrake and turning the keys, removing them from the ignition.

“Psst, you can open them now,” your teasing whisper caused his eyes to shoot open, only for them to widen a moment later at what sat a few feet in front of you both.

A beautiful, modern wooden lodge surrounded by dense woods. It was surprisingly large, even for something that was described as small. The tenant you had rented it off had claimed that everything in and surrounding the gorgeous, homely location was at your dispense and can be used however you see fit, including the shimmering, clear lake that was a simple 9 minute walk from the lodge itself.

“I, uh, I don’t understand.” You could see the confusion on his features and his gaze alternated between you and the getaway home.

“It’s ours for the weekend, baby. Do you like it?” You bit your lip in anticipation, desperately wanting him to be happy with what you had done for him.

He nodded as he searched for words, stuttering. “I-I don’t…Why?”

“I wanted to treat you on your birthday. Plus, I get a whole weekend with you to myself so, I suppose I also treated myself.” Your smile was just as breath-taking as the lodge, he thought. In a blink of an eye, he leaned over the centre console and crashed his lips to yours, causing you to hum in appreciation.

“God, I love you,” he breathlessly whispered.

“Good, ‘cause I love you, too.”

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You both were now unpacking, putting clothes away for the weekend and what food you had packed was now stored within the kitchen and large pantry along with whatever food was left for you to utilise from the tenant.

Seeing as you had been together for a solid 2 and a half years, you knew that Monty had a lack of attention and affection when it had involved not only his everyday life, but his birthday. Of course, his friends such as Bryce always had insisted on throwing him parties, massive ragers with an unsavoury amount of alcohol and an abundance of people in attendance.

But this year, you wanted it to be more meaningful, more special. You wanted your boyfriend to truly understand how important he is to you and how much you love him, although, nothing could ever actually amount to how much you do love him.

Plus, you promised Bryce and the others that they could have him for the whole weekend after, which Bryce had surprisingly agreed to quickly.

As you were folding away the last item of clothing, you felt arms snake around your waist from behind causing you to jump ever so slightly before relaxing in your boyfriends embrace. He chuckled as he buried his nose into the crook of your neck, occasionally pecking your shoulder with soft kisses.

“I never thought I’d say this but,” he started, lowering his voice to a playfully seductive whisper as he brought his lips up beside your ear. “You make doing laundry look so fucking sexy.”

You laughed as you placed the now folded t-shirt into the draw and push it close before turning whilst still in his hold, raising your hands to place them against his broad, chiselled, sun-kissed chest that’s hidden beneath a dark grey t-shirt. “Oh yeah? Just wait ‘til you see me make the bed.”

He chuckled once more, the deep sound exciting you more than it should before pulling you flush against his towering form and slowly melding his lips against yours, the speaker you had connected to earlier that was within the room quietly continues playing your music from one of your many playlists on Spotify.

Unsurprisingly, the kiss had quickly become deep and more needy. You right hand stayed firm planted upon his pec, nails slightly digging into his flesh causing him to his. You left hand had travelled upwards and began to run through his hair, tugging on it slightly as your nails occasionally rake over his scalp in a satisfying motion.

Him, on the other hand, hand allowed him to wander down over your hips, caressing the small of your back and finally finish at your round behind, firmly grasping and kneading at it, forcing you to moan wantonly which was muffled by his mouth on yours.

Your heads tilt in opposite directions, allowing the kiss to be deepened. A firm, harsh slap to your right cheek made you gasp, Monty taking that as the perfect opportunity to slip his tongue in, swirling it around yours, resulting in more moans to emit from you.

In a quick motion, Monty lowered his hands down to the back of your thighs, swiftly raising you up, your legs quickly wrapping around his waist as he walks forward, eventually setting you down atop the mahogany draws.

Separating from the kiss for a brief moment, he swiftly removed your top, leaving you in just your shorts and lace trimmed bra, your mounds now on display. Monty quick you a few more quick kisses before trailing his lips across your jaw and down to your neck, sucking at biting harshly as the soft skin that’s showcased, lapping up the areas after once satisfied with the marks he’s left, soothing the ache slightly.

Moments pass by where he continues his assault on your neck which is now littered with fresh love bites, the bright red marks that will soon transform into deep purple bruising. Once again, he moves further down and begins to ravage the mounds of flesh that isn’t covered by your bra, repeating the same actions he had done to your neck. Making quick work of unclipping your bra, the material shifts from covering your breasts, straps sliding down your arms, exposing your perked nipples to the chilled air.

Mouth forming an O shape, moans carelessly escape you, your eyes shut tight, and head thrown back. You tug at the hem of his t-shirt, signifying that you want it gone. He quickly complies, detaching himself from you again to pull it up and over his body, haphazardly throwing it to the side. You used that time separated to allow the bra to completely slip off of your arms and let it fall to the ground.

He moves back to reconnect his lips to yours, his hips rutting against your own as his hands explore every inch of exposed skin. Your left hand is back within his hair, tugging roughly as your right claws down his back causing him to groan.

Your violent, passionate, lustful kiss finally ended and all you could do was breath heavily, chest heaving, as were his. “Bed,” you rasped out. Monty, needing no further prompts, yanked you up with brute strength and dragging you over to the comfier set of furniture within the room.

Before reaching the freshly made bed, you pulled at his arm, turning him to face you before kissing him roughly once more, one hand grasping his cock through his jeans as the other begins to work on his belt and zipper. Walking him backwards, the back of his knees soon meets the edge of the mattress, forcing his to fall back and land on his back.

Just as he was about to sit up, you pushed him backwards whilst you tutted at him with a seductive, playful smirk. “Now, now, birthday boy. Time for another present.”

His eyes clouded over with lust, his eyes became lidded, and a primal groan erupted from him. Popping the buttons of your shorts, you hooked your thumbs into the waistband and began to glide the material over your hips, bum, and thighs at an antagonising pace. Once lowered enough, you release them and allow them to pool at the floor around your feet, leaving you in nothing but the lace trimmed underwear that matched your bra.

You step towards him, leaving your shorts forgotten on the floor behind you and lower yourself to your knees between his spread, jean clad legs. You slide your hands along the expanse of his thighs, dragging your nails to withdraw another groan from him. Finally reaching the waistband of his own bottoms, you grip and tug feverously, Monty lifting his lips to assist you in removing both his jeans and boxers in one swift motion.

The moment his hardened dick sprang free from its confinements and slapped against his lower stomach, he sighed in relief, his eyes fluttering close as he falls back on to the bed, legs still hung over the edge.

Grasping it within your smaller, smooth hand, you give it a few gentle tugs before kitten licking the swollen head of his cock. Monty raises himself to lean back on his elbows and observe you, breathing slightly ragged, sheets loosely balled up in his fists.

Feeling you’ve teased him quite enough, you slowly begin to take him in your mouth, inch by inch until you reach the base of his cock, the tip of your nose touching his pubic area. He grunts as you pull away, only to take him all once again. And again. You repeat the action at a steady pace as one hand rests atop his thigh for stability and the other occasionally grasping his balls for added stimulation before slowly building up momentum, his dick sliding in and out of your warm, wet mouth and hitting the back of your throat.

“That’s it, baby,” he lustfully growls as one hand comes up to fist your hair in his firm grip. You hum around his length in appreciation, sending a pleasurable vibration to his dick causing him to buck up into your mouth and tighten his grip on the sheets beside him. “Fuck.”

All too soon, your pace becomes unrelenting, chasing after his climax with vigour, eager to make him cum. Sinful sounds come from where his dick slides in and out pass your lips, your saliva coating his cock.

At this point, Monty’s heavily breathing and constantly groaning and grunting in pleasure, his hips jerking upwards, forcing you to take as much of him as you can. A few more thrusts into your sweet mouth nearly does the trick, but it’s the moment that his eyes lock with your own with your lips wrapped around him perfectly, taking him so well that finally pushes him over the edge, falling back against the mattress as his body tenses and his hips continue to thrust upwards.

You continue to suck, drawing out his orgasm and milking him dry, sending him into a state of pure euphoria. You finally release his slowly softening dick with a satisfying pop, wiping the small amount of saliva and cum that had escaped and dribbled down your chin away.

Crawling up, you straddle his hips and lay your body atop of his, giving him sweet, tender kisses along the underside of his jaw. His eyes is still closed as he finally comes down from his climax, regulating his breathing once more. “How’re you feeling baby?”

“Fucking amazing,” he breathlessly replies, cracking open his eyes slightly and giving you a lazy grin as he looks up to you now that you’ve lifted yourself to look at his flushed face.

You smile down at him, bringing your one hand up to cup his cheek and caress his cheekbone with your thumb. “Good,” you whisper against his lips before planting a slow, love filled kiss to them.

He seemed to have quickly regained his stamina during the short amount of time you both laid there as he quickly ensnares you with his arms around your waist. You look down towards him with a raised eyebrow and he grins wolfishly. “Time for my next present, baby.”

With that, he flips the two of you over eliciting a squeal of excitement and anticipation from, him now hovering over you. He nips at your neck and growls deeply causing girlish giggles to escape from you. And to think, that was only within the first hour of your weekend getaway for Montys’ birthday.

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I haven’t written for 13RW in so long

It feels even crazier that I had a request for it lmao

There isn’t much to say on this honestly

I just went with the flow, even if that flow be a bit choppy, yanno

Also, this is like the 4th request I’ve posted in the last 3 days and I’m absolutely shocked

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Anywho, I hope you enjoyed

As always, constructive criticism and requests are welcomed and greatly appreciated :D