#Hikes near Phoenix

[lostyet]

Los Lomitas Trail

Los Lomitas Trail in South Mountain Preserve is the connector trail between the middle of the developed picnic lands and the giant parking lot that separates the conference center from the group picnic grounds. It is the third and final leg of my South Mountain Infrastructure Loop. For all that, this trail is worth doing on its own. Because this is part of the loop, we start in the middle of the…

[jetblack4realz]

beach days - jake "hangman" seresin

again, just clearing drafts. i'm not in love with this, but it's cute so have fun ig

summary: beach days with the gang lead to you and jake realizing how your relationship has changed. everything is different, but you certainly don't mind.

warnings: none

word count: 2.7k

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when maverick told you to show up at the beach in front of the hard deck wearing athletic wear, you didn't know what to expect. you could be conditioning, but that didn't seem like his style. you could be messing around, but you didn't have time for that. all you did know was that his location was strategic - penny was right there to watch as your instructor stripped himself of his shirt and approach the group.

standing next to phoenix in nearly matching sports bras and shorts, you waited for what he'd tell you.

"today, we're playing dogfight football."

half of you cheered and the other half looked confused. you grinned, high-fiving phoenix.

"offense and defense at the same time. boundaries are marked in the sand, hondo will be reffing. for those of you who don't know how to play, just watch the others and try not to drop the ball. rooster, hangman, pick your teams."

the two men grinned, standing next to each other as they surveyed the squad. hangman gestured for rooster to choose first.

"phoenix."

jake grinned. "bronco."

you smirked at phoenix, sending a wink hangman's way as you joined his side. the rest of the teams were chosen and you were quickly thrown into the game.

"bronco, center!" hangman instructed.

"aye, aye captain!" you cheered, propping yourself in front of payback with a grin, your team's foam football resting on your fingertips in the sand. "you ready?"

"ready to kick your ass," he answered. you laughed.

"you wish," you said.

"ready!" hondo yelled. you glanced behind you to see jake as your quarterback with a nice view of your ass. you rolled your eyes as he winked at you. "set!" your vision went underneath you, eying where the ball needed to be for it to make it to him. "hike!"

with a near-perfect throw, the ball was in jake's hands and you were rushing the other team. phoenix had the ball, looking at where to throw it. you ducked out of the way of fanboy's arms, running at rooster who was calling for the ball. coyote was ahead of you though, knocking the man to the side as phoenix eventually decided to just run it for herself.

"y/n you gotta get her!" maverick said, laughing as he was not about to tackle the woman. you booked it across the sand, phoenix moving to dodge you but you jumped forward, effectively knocking her to the ground. you looked up just in time to see jake score.

you jumped up with a cheer, pumping your fists. jake looked at you, running back to your team's side and double high-fiving you excitedly. he whooped, holding your hands in the air for a second before hondo tossed you the ball again.

"those of you who don't know the game, you starting to get it?" maverick called in question. "offense and defense. bronco defended phoenix from scoring and hangman's offense gave them a touchdown. understand?"

there was a vague grumble of agreement.

"you got phoenix?" jake asked with raised brows. you quirked a brow, bouncing the ball between your hands.

"of course i got phoenix," you answered.

he grinned. "do it again darlin'."

"aye aye captain," you said with a mock salute, laughing as you got back into position.

with a yell from hondo again, you tossed jake the ball and dove to the side, keeping fanboy from hitting you. you scrambled to your feet, eyes on phoenix - except it wasn't phoenix as quarterback anymore. it was bradley.

"uh oh."

you quickly switched tactics, running to the end zone, your eyes scanning for jake.

"coyote, all you!" you yelled, pointing at rooster. he began to charge and you continued running. jake was bouncing on his toes, letting your defense cover him for a second. but, he didn't see payback charging from the side.

"hangman! throw it!" you called and his eyes locked on you. he managed to get it thrown just before he got tackled and you braced to catch it.

and of course, you did, immediately turning to score. bob tried to run after you, but it didn't work in time.

"wooh!" you cheered, throwing the ball in the air behind you. jake was at your side in seconds, high-fiving you again.

"nice catch sweetheart," he grinned.

"nice throw," you answered, matching his grin.

the next round continued the same way, but with you as quarterback this time. you thought it'd be easy to get a few throws out to coyote and mav, but it was not. not with phoenix being as persistent as she is. you yelled out as she booked it towards you, just starting to run towards the other side of the makeshift field.

"jake!" you screamed. "freaking cover me, man!"

"just pass me the ball," he offered, a grin on his lips.

"no thanks babe, this one's all me!" you said.

you shrieked as rooster lunged at you, dipping to the side to avoid him. jake was running next to you at this point, just grinning at you. payback appeared out of nowhere and you stopped, ducking behind hangman and letting him take the brunt of the tackle. you laughed as you reached the endzone.

"got it again!"

"no, you didn't," payback said as he stood up, brushing sand off his arms. he pointed across the way and you saw bob on your side with the football in his hands. hondo blew his whistle, pointing to him.

"bob got it!"

"what?" you laughed. rooster whooped, running towards him and lifting the man onto his shoulders. his team cheered as he carried bob around. "lame."

jake circled his arms around your neck from behind, his chin resting on your head. "it's alright darlin', we'll get 'em next time." he surprised you big time with a small kiss to your cheek before he pulled away, grabbing your hand and pulling you to the start line. "come on."

you pulled your hand from his, laughing and pushing his shoulder. "what are you doing?"

"giving you encouragement! if we win you could get more than that," he promised, wiggling his brows.

"oh shut up, seresin. i don't want any of that," you told him with a roll of your eyes, hoping your words covered the light blush that spread across your cheeks.

"mhm, keep telling yourself that bronco," he said, still smirking.

"mav, i wanna switch teams!" you yelled, hand in the air as you smirked yourself. maverick laughed.

"fanboy, switch her."

it got competitive quick.

anytime jake had the ball, you were in front of him, smacking it to the sand. you tried to keep away from your ball, knowing you'd be thrown into the sand if you did. but, sometimes things couldn't be avoided and you ended up covered in sand with hangman in front of you, offering you a hand.

at some point, maverick had wandered off and y'all continued to mess around.

every time jake scored he cheered loudly, pointing at you. "wanna switch again?"

"never!" you yelled, turning to rooster and phoenix to come up with a game plan.

phoenix scored twice, you high-fiving your best friend before sticking your tongue out at the texan across the sand. he rolled his eyes, just getting back into position.

he then won another point, slamming the ball into the sand, the men behind him falling dramatically. you resisted the urge to laugh at the sight. he pointed to you again, but you just flipped him the bird.

"oh come on darlin', don't be like that!"

you flipped him both fingers as you turned to walk away.

"y/n, incoming!" phoenix yelled with a laugh just before you got lifted right out of the air.

"hangman, put me down!" you demanded, pulling at his arms.

"hey rooster!" he called instead. "wanna play chicken?"

bradley laughed, glancing once at phoenix. "sure!"

"wait, no-!" both you and phoenix yelled as you were tossed into the ocean. you gasped for air as you surfaced, repeatedly punching jake in the arm. "what are you doing?"

"come on sweetheart, let's kick their asses," he said with a smirk, holding his hand out to you. you glanced behind you at phoenix, both of you nodding and looking back to your respective boys.

"alright then," you nodded. he gestured for you to circle around and jump on his shoulders, but you took a different route. with one hand on his head and the other on his shoulder, you pulled him down as you jumped, effectively dunking him with your body weight. when he went under, you swung around and sat on his shoulders, making it that much harder to get up.

it seemed like you didn't do much to toughen things for him as he stood up, coughing, his hands on your thighs to keep you stable. you ruffled his dripping hair, pulling it out of his face and then letting it slap back down on his forehead with a laugh.

"you good bagman?" you asked. he patted your thighs as he coughed once more.

"fine, baby, thanks," he said. you laughed, letting him take your hands instead of your thighs to keep you balanced as he waded through the water towards where bradley was trying to breathe again, natasha on his shoulders laughing hard.

"good there bradshaw?" you asked with a chuckle. he reached up, slapping her arm and making her laugh harder. you looked down, squeezing jake's hands twice to get his attention before letting them go. "alright jake, lock in."

"oh don't worry bronco, i have no intentions of losing to rooster," he told you with a grin, peeking up at you best he can without knocking you backwards.

"good," you said.

"ready bronco?" natasha asked, a wicked grin on her lips as she held her hands up.

"go!" you exclaimed, the men beneath you two girls charging.

you and phoenix grappled at each other, trying to upset the other's balance while the boys tried their hardest to knock the other over. you grabbed one of her shoulders with both hands, pushing her sideways.

"kick his leg jake!" you exclaimed, continuing to shove phoenix to the side. you felt jake do just that and bradley stumbled. at that moment, both you and jake pushed them backwards and they went tumbling into the water, earning cheers from you and your fellow aviator.

hangman whooped loudly and you could hear bob and coyote laughing behind you guys. phoenix and rooster reemerged from the water, lighthearted glares in their eyes before they erupted in chuckles themselves.

"again?" you taunted, holding your hands in the air as a taunt.

"nah, i think bob and coyote want in," rooster laughed.

"i don't wanna go against bob!" you exclaimed.

"fine, go against me!" coyote called back, the two men entering the water with wide smiles.

you leaned down to whisper to jake, "you better be sturdy."

he patted your legs. "don't worry darlin', we aren't losing this thing."

you and jake ended the day as the reigning champs of chicken, even managing to convince penny and maverick to contend against y'all, but to no avail. you guys were just that good.

"good game, cowboy," you told him, patting his head as he held his hands up to help you down. you gracefully hopped off from behind him, the man turning to face you once your feet landed in the sand.

"good game, bronco," he replied, grinning. "now since i carried you the whole time, i think i deserve a ride, don't i?"

in a flash, you were underwater, hangman jokingly sitting on your shoulders as you tried to stand up. when you finally reached the surface, the man was tipping backwards, hanging onto you to try to remain upright.

"hangman, get off!" you laughed, pushing his thighs off your shoulders.

"no, you can do this!" he exclaimed, but at this point he was clinging to you more like a piggyback. you laughed again, grabbing his legs so he was more secure and trudging your way out of the ocean. "yes!"

"hangman, why are you making bronco give you a piggyback ride?" maverick asked, a hand on his hip as he watched them with an amused smile.

"because she is a strong, independent woman who can easily give a man a piggyback ride if she wants to," he answered, nodding at the captain. "or if her best friend tells her too."

"yeah, well her best friend is a fatass," you said with a laugh, dropping him on the sand as you moved to collect your keys and phone from phoenix. he stood up, wiping the sand off him as he followed you.

"need a ride?" he asked.

"nah, phoenix is taking me back," you told him as you grabbed your things from said girl.

"well, bradley wants to get chick-fil-a, so if you wanna come you're welcome, but i understand if you just want to go home with hangman," she told you, a look in her eye explaining that you in fact were not welcome to come.

"no thanks," you laughed. you looked back at jake. "hangman, i'd appreciate that ride now please."

"come on sweetheart," he laughed, swinging an arm around your shoulders and walking you to his sweet red 1996 ford f-150. you hopped in the passenger seat as he started up the engine.

"today was fun," you said as he pulled out of the parking lot and started towards your temporary apartments, only a block or so apart. you smiled at him. "thanks for making it fun."

he smiled at you, resting his hand on your thigh again. "i do my best."

there was something different about the way he had been speaking to you recently, the little touches, nicknames, heck he'd even kissed you on the cheek a few times in the last few weeks. he'd always been a flirt, but something in you said that this was different. maybe it's because whatever it was you had with him, it actually felt real.

to test this theory, you grabbed the hand that was still on your knee and held it in yours. he glanced at you and you waited for a response, only seeing the corner of his mouth pull up in a smile and you feel him squeeze your hand twice.

cool. this was okay.

he pulled up to your apartment, parking next to your red bronco. before you could say anything, he had gotten out of the truck and crossed to your side, opening your door for you. he held his hand out and helped you down, giving you a charming smile as he took your hand again. you both walked to your door, you quickly unlocking it but not making any moves to open it yet.

"today was really fun," he said. "i always have a good time with you, y/n."

you loved when he called you by your real name instead of just your callsign.

"i always have a good time with you too, jake," you said, smiling softly.

everything felt different, but a good different. for some reason, it felt like you were finally on the same page. and you were.

he grabbed your face in his hands and pressed his lips to yours, smiling into the kiss as he felt you reciprocate. you parted for a moment, readjusting your hands to be around his neck, his on your waist pulling you closer to him as you went in for round two. when you pulled apart next, he rested his forehead on yours.

"wanna come inside?" you asked with a smile. "just to watch a movie or something. make dinner."

"that sounds perfect," he answered, kissing your forehead.

things were different, hangman could feel it. but it was a good thing. it was going to be a lasting thing. and he couldn't wait to start it, kissing your temple from behind as you pushed the door open.

wow, you loved beach days.

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[momo-t-daye]

“Hey, Sirius,” said James Potter, “Why has Snape got your scarf?" “The little asshole was whinging about being cold,” Sirius shrugged, unconcerned by the chilly evening air. “I thought he might gag himself but no luck yet.” “Huh,” said James.

“I still think it’s just a marketing ploy,” the little asshole swathed in woolen scarves said thoughtfully.  “Everyone knows he doesn’t sell firewhiskey to students and his butterbeer is near rancid, but once you’ve hiked all the way up here to check out the goat it’s almost a waste of time to not buy something.” “A giant goat is quite the statement given his, ah, past legal entanglements,” Narcissa said with the sort of obvious delicacy that teetered dangerously close to turning suggestive. “It really must be seen to be believed and the last few have hardly lasted any time at all.” “It looks so flammable,” Lily Evans gushed, bubbling with malicious anticipation. The best thing about the magical world, Lily maintained, was the sheer number of holiday traditions that eventually included lighting something on fire.  Her mother’s nerves had never been up for a proper Bonfire Night and Cokeworth’s Catholics weren’t the type to celebrate it either.

“Hey, Sirius,” said James Potter, “Why has Snape got MY scarf?" “Because Evans said it was cold and you gave her your scarf to be gallant and she then handed your scarf over to him” Sirius replied, without any worries over his best friend’s apparent memory issues. “Right,” said James.

“He’s bound to have put up some anti-arson charms on this one after the fiasco with Dumbledore’s pet phoenix last year and inexplicable triple lightning strikes the year before,” Severus scoffed.  “If it’s properly phoenix-proofed— and I doubt the rest of Hogsmeade would allow him to put another goat up that wasn’t properly phoenix-proofed— we’d need a miracle to burn it down without being caught.” “We’ve got the blessings of tradition with us, Sev,” Lily replied. “Can’t you see? The goat must burn again!”

“Hey, Sirius,” said James Potter, “Why has Snape got Remus’ scarf?" “Because I was foolish enough to take my scarf off inside and Snape picked it up and put it and just looked at me when I asked for my scarf back,” Remus interjected, slightly bitter at his ignoble defeat. “Gosh,” said James.

“Twice is hardly sufficient grounds to claim a tradition,” Narcissa opined. “Three is a far more magically significant number.” “So you’re saying it’s up to us to ensure the sacred fires once more hold back the darkness!” Lily said, full of pyromaniacal resolution. “I say it’ll take planning and proper intelligence gathering, neither of which I’m inclined to do while my mouth still tastes like something died in the Hog’s Head butterbeer barrels,” Severus sighed. “Let’s stop at the Three Broomsticks, Potter will buy us all a round of the special seasonal cinnamon spiced butterbeer, and we’ll work on preparations back at school.”

“Hey,” said James Potter.  “Why hasn’t Snape got—” “Unlike you all, I know better than to leave my clothes and stuff unattended in Snape’s vicinity,” Peter interrupted, smugly snug and cozy. “Oh,” said James. It really was quite cold.

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For an assortment @snapecelebration's Snoliday 2023 prompts

[thewritingmagician2022]

Exploring the Devildom - Brothers and Datebables

This comes from a request I received: I am weak, have little stamina and have little to no experience exploring or hiking. That said, I would want to see all the best parts of the devildom! I love animals big and small, land or sea. I may not swim the best but seeing the colorful creatures fill me with joy. Also I bet there are dragons and I want one! *Begging sheep eyes* Buy me dragon, plz. Could I request a weak MC who wants to do more exploring and sightseeing but can't quite keep up with the brothers (and maybe date-ables)?

Lucifer

Lucifer doesn’t have much time for exploring the Devildom; there are other far more important matters to tend to. He normally passes that kind of interaction off to his brothers but you manage to catch his attention with your questions, especially once he hears you asking about dragons. Of course the Devildom has dragons and no, you are absolutely not going near any of them. Do you really think he’s going to let you near dragons? Stop those puppy dog eyes this instant. There’s no chance in Hell - 

Okay, so maybe he’s going to show you some dragons because it’s a good learning experience or something, not because you kept begging him. Dragons are pretty rare, even in the Devildom, but they do have conservation areas where they keep some of the most endangered species of dragons to help promote population regrowth. After enough begging, he’ll take you out there one day. The area is huge (it has to be because dragons are very big, at the least species you’re getting to see) and it takes an awful lot of walking around. Luckily, Lucifer has enough tact to not comment on your obvious weariness and you get plenty of times for breaks when you stop to admire the dragons. You can’t get very close to them for your own safety, no matter how much you plead with Lucifer, but he does manage to get you a tour of the breeding facilities where all the eggs are being cared for. You get to touch several of them and even get the honor of taking home a beautiful pearlescent piece of shell that’s several inches long and, in the bright light, you can see through it almost like a piece of glass. It’s a perfect excursion and Lucifer knows he’s going to have to bring you back sometime again.

Mammon

If you want Mammon to show you around the Devildom, he would be happiest driving you around along the coast in one of his custom cars and going to a bar or party along the beach. That’s about as outdoorsy as he likes to get but if you’re the one asking him to explore more, he’ll do it. If Mammon’s recent story is to be believed, he’s not someone who is great with outdoorsy adventures. He could barely handle carrying your picnic supplies but he doesn’t let his lack of athleticism stop him. He’s also one of the brothers least likely to care about your inability to handle lots of physical activity. He needs the breaks almost as much as you do and you too can complain to each other about the effort while you struggle to catch your breath. 

Mammon’s going to introduce you to all the aviary aspects of the Devildom when you’re out together. His familiars are crows after all; he’s got an in with the birds and is always able to get them to gather around you guys, like little groupies. Crows, ravens, nightingales, eagles, hummingbirds, cardinals, etc. You’ve seen birds of every kind of color and pattern, heard the most beautiful songs and trills and coos, fed them seeds and meats that you bring on your trips even when the bags are already too heavy to be comfortable. You’ve even seen a phoenix once, high up in the sky during one of your picnics by the lake, and the tendrils of gold and red trailing after it are one of the most mesmerizing things you’ve ever seen - well worth the exhaustion of the hike.

Levi

Getting Levi to leave the house is no easy task. He would much prefer to be home in his own room than actually going out and exploring the Devildom. The only way to really get him out of there is by begging him to take you to the beach to meet Lotan. Levi can’t refuse a beach trip, especially when you’re ready to coo over his pet. Normally Levi would be nervous about taking you anywhere, worried about it being a date or if you’re going to be bored or disappointed and is he really the best demon to be showing you anything but this is sort of his second home and he feels much more confident. He’s happy to lead you right into the water to get an up close view of Lotan and all of the different oceanic creatures the Devildom offer.

Swimming may be a little difficult in the ocean but with Levi there to keep you afloat, you don’t need to worry. Levi is a strong swimmer and is happy (and terrified) to be carrying you through the water and helping you float so you don’t spend too much energy that you don’t have. He’s going to keep you safe from everything and he knows all of the secrets of the ocean. He can name all of the coral and plants, the stones, the fish. He’s almost as animated as he gets when he speaks about his anime. By the time you’re done for the day, you know more about the marine life here than you do at home. 

Satan

In true Satan fashion, he shows you all around the bookstores, galleries, and museums that the Devildom has to offer. He complains that it doesn’t have nearly as many as it should and he has quite the critical eye for the things that are displayed. Half the time, he has more extensive knowledge of the exhibits than the signs convey and he ends up explaining each piece to you. The best part about this is that he’s happy to settle you onto any nearby seat (even if he has to scare people off of it) and spend time talking about what you’ve seen so that you have time to rest because he knows just how much walking goes into this. 

He makes sure to take you the natural history museum too because he knows how much you love animals and nature. He points out the animals that are similar to the ones found on Earth and explains what makes them different, and he is happy to do any interactive exhibits that you may life, even if he normally wouldn’t. He for sure buys you some sort of cat or book based item from the gift shop to commemorate your time together. 

Asmo

Asmo would love to show you around the Devildom! However, like Mammon, he’s not a huge fan of the outdoors and he’s certainly not gallivanting around with animals aside from the stray photoshoot. He’ll end up showing you the downtown city center. Of course his favorite places tend to be stores where he drags you around to shop and, when you get tired, he’ll seat you in a dressing room where you can watch him try on different outfits and give your opinions. 

Asmo is also going to take you to the “coolest” places at the time whether it’s a club, arcade, cafe, exhibition, etc. He wants you to experience all of the most popular things the Devildom has to offer and, with all of his fans regularly following you guys around, someone is always around to carry your things or fetch you table/bench as needed so you never have to worry about being forced to stand for too long. 

Beel

Beel is going to show you around all of the best restaurants, cafes, and dessert shops around the Devildom has to offer. He is allowed into any establishment he likes because he buys them out entirely so he’s definitely a VIP customer. This means you never have to stand around waiting for a table, you’re sat down almost immediately. These outings are very easy on you, though the food may not always sit very well considering most of it is made out of ingredients that you don’t have on Earth. 

Beel will happily give you piggy back ride around town too as you travel from restaurant to restaurant. If you try to complain about burdening him, he’ll brush you off and mention how good it is for him to walk and lift after eating all of that food. You’re just helping him build up his appetite so he can truly appreciate the next place you guys stop at. Honestly, you’re the one doing him a favor.

Belphie

Belphie’s favorite thing to show you is the stars. Yes, the observatory at the House of Lamentation is great for an indoor view for when it’s cold or rainy or you’re just not interested in going outside. However, there are much better views to be had if you take the time to go find them, especially in the open fields far away from the city heart of the Devildom. Belphie bribes Beel into driving you guys out to the fields, the car packed with snacks and blankets and pillows while you’re bundled up in your comfiest pajamas. You guys set up your little area and lay there for hours, watching the sky change. 

This far from the lights, you’re able to see so much more. You can see so many stars and constellations, the ones Belphie’s told you about before and new ones, as well as glimpses of other planets and galaxies. He tells you all sorts of stories, myths and legends of the Devildom, and even opens up about how it compares to the starry views in the celestial realm. It’s mesmerizing in the deep darkness of the Devildom and Belphie holds your hand to make sure it’s not too overwhelming. You may end up falling asleep out there with him and it’s some of the best sleep you’ve ever had. 

Diavolo

Diavolo has very little free time to explore and enjoy the Devildom, which is such a shame considering it’s the place he’s set to rule. Having you on the exchange program here, asking to learn more about this place and see more of what it has to offer, creates the perfect excuse for Diavolo to get out of the palace. The place Diavolo is going to bring you is the botanical gardens. Now, they’re not quite as pristine and impressive as the gardens at the palace (Barbatos does a wonderful job there) but there is more diversity and it all feels more organic. It gives you both the chance to learn more about the beauties and dangers of this realm, and it’s an incredibly romantic and sweet backdrop for your time together. 

The gardens are huge, sprawling over many acres, and Diavolo is aware of your limitations. With that in mind, he happily hires a little carriage to take you both around the area and you can get out of it for a closer look whenever the urge strikes you. This means you’re able to see so much more than you normally would and you get to make friends with the lovely horses that pull your carriage, offering them some of the safe vegetation as a reward for their hard work. Diavolo takes note of your favorite flowers and plants and when he gets back to the castle, he instructs Barbatos to create your own personal little garden you can visit whenever you like. 

Barbatos

Barbatos likes to take you with him while he runs his errands. He has so little free time that, unfortunately, he can’t take you out on a date more often than not but he still wants to spend time together. He compromises by bringing you with him when he can. One of his favorite places to take you is on his forest forage trips. He regularly goes out to collect fresh ingredients for both his teas and his treats. He finds so many leaves, berries, and other vegetation during your trips that you find yourself learning so much. You’ve never even seen half of these ingredients before and Barbatos delights in teaching you all about them: where they came from, how they grow, how to identity them, what they’re used for. He gives you your own basket to carry as well (it’s very light, mind you, even when it’s full and you assume there has to be some kind of enchantment on it). 

 Like with everything else, Barbatos always seem to know when you need to rest without you even saying anything. He walks so slowly through the forest with you that you know he probably does these trips in half the time or less when he’s alone and he is quick to point out pretty views you may want to take in, urging you to take a seat on a nearby log or rock for a while and enjoy. Additionally, Barbatos always packs a little picnic for you both as well so you can make a day of it. He loves to set you up in the middle of a clearing where you can lay on the soft blanket and eat your snacks and rehydrate. Occasionally he’ll wander off to gather some more ingredients while you rest and when you’re all recovered, he walks you back to the palace where he has a car waiting to bring you back to the House of Lamentation. 

Solomon

Solomon is like your own personal tour guide of the Devildom, if your tour guide took you to illegal places and was paid under the table that is. There’s nothing Solomon loves more than taking little “field trips” with you around the Devildom, often citing how it relates to something you’re studying in your classes at RAD or how it will help him with teaching you magic. He takes you to all sorts of places that you’re almost definitely not supposed to be in: old caverns, castle ruins from a long gone dynasty, decrepit crypts with old rulers held inside, etc. Every place he takes you has a story that he loves to tell you. As a man who has experienced most of history, Solomon finds great job in telling his first hand accounts of things to you (though sometimes you’re entirely sure how much is fact and how much is fiction).

This means a lot of travel and while Solomon, the immortal and impervious bastard, may be able to get around easily but you can’t. Solomon knows that though and he makes these excursions as accessible as possible. That means portals when you’re traveling great distances so you don’t have to walk too much or things as simple as summoning a bench for you to rest on when you’re tired. He also absolutely loves to use his magic to float you along; he never warns you either, one second you’re slowly trudging along and the next thing you know you’re hovering 3 feet off the ground, carried forward by an invisible wind. It’s amazing and the fun of it helps make up for any negative feelings you may associate with needing the extra help. 

Simeon

Simeon has to admit that he hasn’t seen as much of the Devildom as he should have considering how long he’s been here. He’s been to the stores and festivals, and he’s been pretty content keeping to the RAD campus outside of that. When he hears that you want to learn more about the Devildom, especially the wildlife, he sees it as a perfect opportunity to take you to the zoo. You guys decide to take Luke as well, correctly assuming that he would be thrilled to ‘oh’ and ‘ah’ over all of the animals.

The zoo is quite large and, to make things easier for you, Simeon is happy to get you a scooter or wheelchair and push you around. Honestly, he loves the idea of these devices and Luke will absolutely sit on your lap or hang onto the back of handle bars so he can ride around with you. If you do walk, he’s willing to sit down at the exhibits whenever you need and sometimes will suggest it even before you can bring it up. (He’s talked to Luke privately beforehand about not running off and making you guys chase him so there’s worries there) He also brings you to every animal show, both because it’s amazing to see what these animals can be trained to do but also so that you get enough rest throughout the day. You guys read the signs and histories posted outside each exhibit and turns into quite the educational day. You three end up buying plushies of your favorite animals to take home as a souvenir.

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Blow by Blow | 0.9 | Bradley Bradshaw x Reader

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synopsis: Bradley’s washed up before his career has even really begun. He doesn’t want to fill his father’s shoes and he doesn’t want someone else to either. Stuck in limbo, living the same way he always has, the opportunity to step up wanders through the door of his gym in a mini dress and heels that are a size too big. Boxing au.

warnings: unspecified age gap, violence, probs boxing inaccuracies somewhere along the line, blood and injuries throughout the fic but will be specified in the warnings of the chapter. Smut and other 18+ content, minors dni. Alcohol, sexual content whilst somewhat intoxicated (not drunk but worth mentioning). Fingering, oral (f receiving). Pls pee after sexual activity, this is just fiction, like 5.4k words omg

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“You have to come out, we’re celebrating!” Jake decides, trademark grin toying on his lips as you duck under his arms and step outside. The evening chill brushes your biceps and instinctively makes you cross your arms over your chest.

“Mm, I can’t,” You answer back, turning to face him and starting to walk backwards to keep up with your friends whilst keeping your eyes on Jake. He lets the door swings shut behind him and carries himself forwards after you. His busted up cheek doesn’t look like much cause for celebration, but the ten thousand dollars that tonight raised for charity certainly is. “I need to go and feed Tank.”

“I can let him out and feed him. Have to drop some papers off at the gym anyway, wouldn’t be a big deal.” Shrugging his jacket closer to his body, Maverick offers from just a few steps behind you. Jake quirks an eyebrow.

“Really, Mav?” Spinning back around so that you’re facing the right way, Bradley glances back and watches the brightness in the way you’re smiling at his uncle. “You would?”

“Of course! — It’s the least I could do for my favourite employee, right?” Maverick grins at you. You throw your head back and laugh at the various gasps and vocal complaints that come from Maverick’s other employees that surround you.

“Bro, why are you saying ‘hey’, you don’t even work with us.” Mickey points out, frowning slightly as he lifts his chin to look up at Rueben. Digging his hands deep into his pockets so that he can flex his aching fists without drawing attention to himself, Rueben shrugs his shoulders.

“I dunno, that was cold, Mav.” Rueben points out playfully.

“She’s the only one who does what I pay her to do, so she’s my favourite. Anyway, I’ve got a dog to go feed. You kids have fun.” Maverick waves them off as he nears the parking lot. Jake catches your shoulders and bumps into your back, squeezing your bare shoulders playfully.

“So you’re in, right, kid?” He checks, leaning over your shoulder to check your face. Protected from the cold finally, you don’t even realize that you’re leaning into his touch until he’s letting go. Something in Rooster’s shoulders tighten, the kind of tension he usually gets seconds before he steps into the ring.

Replacing Jake’s warm hands with your own, you brush your palms up and down your biceps, craning your neck to watch Maverick reach his car safely. Rooster’s bronco is parked right next to it. You shoot a quick look towards him and find him already looking at you, waiting for your answer.

“Okay.” You nod softly, eyes unwavering from the taller man up ahead of you. He looks away first, frowning slightly as Phoenix smacks him for not listening to what she’s saying. “Where are we going?”

A club not far from the downtown strip. Phoenix calls it walking distance but she hikes for fun, and you’re wearing heels that weren’t meant for the San Diego streets. Looping your arm through Mickey’s, you end up walking a little slower than the rest of the group. Rooster periodically checks back. You look happy enough.

He’s sure that it’s not going to be your scene and that you’re going to want to leave fairly quickly. But then, you’re under purple neon lights and being talked into celebratory shots with the winners. Jake and Phoenix can pound tequila like it’s water. They make it a competition every time. You’re no match for either of them.

Jake’s a winner this evening and Phoenix remains undefeated in her weight class; Payback’s only ever lost once. There’s a lot to celebrate and it’s your first time playing this game. Rooster watches you like a ball on a roulette wheel, slamming back whatever liquid Jake hands you. He knows that there are two ways for this to end.

Still, four shots in and a vodka lemonade in your hand, you’re still laughing your head off as you make your way through the bodies to the dance floor. He loses you in the mass of dancing people for a moment. When he sets his sights on you again, you’re laughing so hard that you’re clutching your stomach as Mickey and Bob weave around each other.

The music’s loud enough that he can’t really hear himself think, but he swears he can hear your infectious laugh over it.

“It’s alright that she’s not into you, you know.” It’s a packed nightclub on a weekend and yet, Bradley still flinches when Phoenix appears at his side. He rolls his eyes as she rests her hand on his shoulder and nudges a shot glass filled with clear liquid across the bar to him.

“How would you know that she’s not into me? — You didn’t ask her.”

“Roo, she has barely looked at you all night,” Phoenix points out as she runs her fingers through her hair, scalp still sore from the tight bun that she always has Javy scrape it back into. “The bartender, though, she is into you.”

Bradley takes the shot and knocks it back, dismayed to find that it’s vodka. It makes him shiver, shaking his head as he turns his back on the glass. “Think I’m gonna take my chances with your BFF.”

“Is that… jealousy I hear?” Phoenix taunts, leaning into him so that he’ll be able to hear her over the music.

“We’ve barely hung out since you brought her around — you know that you haven’t been to my place in over a month?” Rooster replies. Phoenix points to the shot glass and holds up two fingers. The gym’s closed tomorrow and she is planning on making the most of her time off.

Leaning her head against his thick shoulder, she smiles softly. She has known Bradley since he was thirteen, and the two of them have been on a course of fucked up adventures together ever since. He gets her, she gets him. Instant best friends.

She has seen the worst of him frequently, and the best of him fleetingly. Adoration is a strong word for a man that she considers assaulting multiple times a week, but Bradley really is the brother that she always wanted. Which is why she is so blunt with him, he can take it, and sometimes it’s the only way to get information through that thick skull of his.

Pounding music and sweaty bodies filling the room, Rooster almost feels alone with Natasha at the bar. Just the two of them and their conversation.

“I’m sorry, I’ll make time,” Phoenix promises, squeezing his shoulder. She grins as two more shots are placed in front of her. “Now stop being so moody and get drunk with me.”

Phoenix is a difficult type of drunk, because there is absolutely nothing ‘gradual’ about the way alcohol hits her. She’s fine, and then she’s not. Years of knowing her and Bradley still sometimes misses her tell.

She’s fine when his attention falters. His gaze finding you in the crowd. Bathed in a neon glow, your grin stretched wide as you dance with your friends. Swaying your hips, trailing your hands up along your body and over your head, eyes closed. Jake catches your waist and spins you to face him.

The rational part of Bradley’s brain reminds him that this is just what Jake does. Even Phoenix dances with him, he’s just that kind of guy. But his arms draped around your waist and that slinky black dress has the larger majority of Bradley’s brain plotting otherwise.

Then, Phoenix stumbles and spills forwards, arms flying out for leverage. Rooster steps forwards and catches her, lifting her off of the ground and setting her back on her feet.

“You alright?” He asks.

“I’m — yeah — completely.” She slurs back as she resigns into his arms, letting her head lull back and her eyes blink heavily. Rooster sighs softly, giving her a small shake before she turns into completely dead weight in his arms.

“Don’t you dare fall asleep right now.” Bradley warns her. He lifts his head and looks towards his friends, trying to make eye contact with any of them. Already looking in that direction, you notice him balancing Phoenix in his arms first. Your friends are quick to corral.

Huddling outside, Bradley has Phoenix tucked in against his chest with Bob’s coat draped around her, rubbing his hand up and down her back. Waiting for five different Ubers to turn up, chilled to the bone and suddenly sobered by the way Bradley isn’t looking at you.

Not in a malicious way. Just like there’s nothing on his mind than keeping Phoenix awake and warm until her car is here. She keeps his head on straight, he keeps her out of danger. It’s not always an equal alliance, but it’s one that’s cherished nonetheless.

You’re considering the platonic nature of their relationship, inspecting the way her arms are wrapped around his waist, holding herself close. You brush your hands up and down along your biceps.

“Hey, kid, I forgot to tell you,” Jake rounds on you, talking so quickly that your intoxicated brain struggles to keep up. You blink a few times and he switches from soft fuzz to defined lines and thick muscles. “I found you a fight. I can manage you, if you’re interested.”

Ears perking up at the conversation, Rooster doesn’t turn his head, but he glances across at the way your face lights up.

“Car’s here. Wake up, Nix.” Mickey nudges Natasha with his elbow as he steps to the edge of the curve to signal the driver. Phoenix groans defeatedly against Bradley’s chest. Something about her little competition with Jake not being over.

“Alright, watch her head.” Bradley passes her off into the capable hands of Bob and Mickey, knowing that they’re content enough to crash at her place because of how close it is to the beach. He swings the car door shut and tugs a hand through his stubborn curls.

The option is there to just call himself a car and go back to his place, but it’s a wordless agreement that he’s coming back with you. Safety and all that. The proximity of his apartment to yours. Whatever. Your car is next, slipping wordlessly into the backseat with Rooster sliding in next to you.

You hate when people stare at you for too long. It makes you squirm and shift under their gaze. And yet, you just can’t help doing it to Bradley. Studying him silently for the drive, thinking of what you just saw, of what you heard earlier.

It’s too complex for your tequila fuelled brain at this moment, to understand how the same man who broke through someone’s eye socket and almost blinded them, could stand on a curb with his best friend being so gentle and tender. How does someone go from one to the other.

You never understood that with Jett. With him, the lines were quick to blur and it was easy to lose sight of where the violence ended and the affection began. With Bradley, it’s like those are two different people, much less two different sides of him.

“Give me the keys, Bambi. I don’t have all night.” Rooster insists, walking around the back of the car as you swing the door on your side shut and stumble towards the door.

“Why? — Got somewhere to be?” You tease playfully, your strides long and confident as you head for the stairs. He’s hot on your tail.

“Well, yeah, I’d kind of like to go to bed at some point tonight.” He replies, keeping up with the quick work you make of the stairs.

“I’m literally not even drunk.” You tell him with a small frown. He watches the three times that you try to slot your key into the lock and miss before he decides to intervene. Pressing his chest into your back, he takes your hand and guides it forwards, fitting the key into the lock and twisting.

It complies instantly and you stumble forwards as it opens. Rooster catches your hips and follows after you, steadying you with his weight and swinging the door shut.

Tank barks and leaps up, pressing his paws into your middle, tail wagging excitedly. You drop to your knees and begin greeting him. Rooster stands in your entryway, listening to the excited baby talk from you and happy whines from Tank.

“Rooster, say hi.” You catch hold of his jeans and tug softly. Your chin turns towards him and he’s floored by the way you look smiling up at him like this. You tug again, “Come on, say hi.”

He sighs softly and kneels to the ground. He smooths his fingers over Tank’s fur, both of them seemingly uninterested in each other and each looking at you instead. You kiss the top of Tank’s head and pull back laughing as he tries to lick your face.

Then, you turn, pushing yourself up onto your knees and kissing Rooster’s cheek. Pressing closer to him, you kiss the corner of his mouth. He almost lets you kiss his lips, then leans back. “Bambi, c’mon. Not tonight.”

“Why not tonight?”

Every other night, he’s more than happy to come in and try to get in your pants. You remain on your knees as he pushes himself to his feet. Tank presses into your side, reminding you to pet him more.

“I should get going, now that you’re home, and stuff.”

“Don’t have to.” You reply quietly, looking up at his through your lashes. You press a gentle kiss to Tank’s ear, smiling softly as he leans into your touch.

“You’re drunk.”

“I’m not!” You insist. Truthfully, the car ride looking at his pretty face and his shoulders straining against that shirt, and his thighs in those jeans — and knowing what’s in his pants. It was all pretty sobering.

“I’m not going to argue with you, baby. Get some sleep.” Rooster leans down and kisses the top of your head. You catch hold of his wrist and tug yourself to your feet.

“Come on, what do you want me to do? — Say my alphabet backwards? - Walk in a straight line?”

“Actually, I would like to see you try to walk in a straight line right now, yeah.” He rests his hands against the kitchen countertop and calls your bluff. It’s refreshing for him to be in this room when it isn’t spinning. Looking around at the framed pictures, the hanging lights and the cute throw pillows, he likes the way you decorated this place. He likes that it’s not just gathering dust now.

Squinting at him defiantly, you stick your arms out at your sides and turn away from him.

“Don’t try to fool me, kid. I want to see a solid six paces, at least.”

Six paces it is. You count the soft taps of your heels crossing the hardwood floor, arms stretched out at your sides. Rather impressively, you make it to the door and spin on your heel to face him.

Extending one leg forwards, the journey back towards him has a rockier start as you miss the pointed heel and wobble, almost twisting your ankle.

“Alright,” Rooster chuckles as he starts towards you, shaking his head. His hands are on you immediately, holding you in place. “Bedtime, Bambi.”

“I haven’t taken my makeup off yet.” You frown at him, catching hold of his broad shoulders to steady yourself as he crouches in front of you. You look down and watch, eyes widening as he lifts your foot and turns his attention to the strap around your ankle.

Large fingers and a teeny-tiny little buckle. Ridiculous manufacturing. Cute, delicate heels — he likes them, but there’s a split second where he really considers just breaking it. You wouldn’t like that. Phoenix’s voice rings in his head reminding him to be respectful of other people’s belongings. He rolls his eyes and squints.

It only works if he moves tentatively slowly, brows knitted together in concentration as he threads the strap out of the loop and free from the buckle. He frees you from the shoes and straightens up, holding onto your waist as you step down from them.

“That was sweet of you,” You comment, now having to tilt your chin slightly to look up at him. “I’m gonna wash my face and brush my teeth.”

“Alright. I’ll leave once you’re in bed.” Rooster decides as you walk by him. He drops down onto your couch and rubs tiredly at his eyes. The rhythmic thrumming of that bass track in the club still pulses in his ears. He’s getting too old for this shit.

Even with that, you make sure that he hears your sound of discontentment from the bathroom. Taking his hand away from the bridge of his nose and resting it against his denim clad thigh, Rooster sighs, “What? You need me to do something else?”

Tank has stolen his spot on the couch already, so that’s not an option. Tank adores fleecy blankets and you just so happened to leave one out earlier. He’s already on his back with his paws stretched out above him, tangled in lilac and white fleece.

“No.” Rooster’s brows knit together once again at your answer. Well, it isn’t the answer that’s the issue. Your tone is. It’s a grumpy little statement, almost like you’re sulking. Pushing himself up from the couch, he walks over the bathroom door and stares at you.

“So why can’t I go?”

“Mm,” Swaying slightly, on the right side of buzzed as you swipe the cotton round over your cheeks, you look up at him dwarfing the bathroom door frame. “You could stay over.”

The micellar water cools the heat from your cheeks, cold porcelain under your other palm. Rooster watches you silently, waiting for further information. He’s not going to say no to another night on your couch, but he’s got a feeling that’s not where you’re going with this. Rather hedonistically, he wants to hear you say it.

“We could cuddle.” You look back up at him with those big doe eyes, bracing yourself against the powder blue sink. His lips quirk softly.

He stretches his arms over his head and rests his hands on the top of the doorframe, his shirt raising up slightly to reveal the sandy hair on his abdomen. “Is that what you want? — You want me to stay?”

Smiling softly at the thought that just popped into your head, Bradley watches as you giggle to yourself and pick up another bottle of something. Squeezing the pipette, leaving two equal drops on each of your cheeks, you smooth the serum into your skin without looking at him. “Like we’re having a sleepover.”

He doesn’t need more information than that. He lets you get ready for bed while he makes sure Tank pees before locking the place up for the night. Then, he takes his clothes off. Laying on your side, facing the closet, your back is to him on purpose.

The metal bed frame creaks slightly, the mattress dipping the tiniest bit as he slips into bed. It’s soft, and your sheets make a real difference. Every time he has slept in this bed before has been a mess of old springs and that uncomfy headboard. He’s glad that you switched out the mattress.

Your leg brushes up against his first. The bottom of your foot presses into his shin as you pull the covers up to your face. “How do you like to cuddle?”

“Just c’mere.” It’s an invitation, but there’s really no need to respond. He’s already looping his arms around your midsection before you’ve even registered the word. He pulls you back against him, your bodies meeting in the middle of the bed. He’s surprised by how warm you are already.

His body heat is still a welcome addition.

“Is this good?” His open palm rests against your stomach, tucked halfway under your t-shirt, his thumb smoothing over the spot just below your bellybutton. His lips press gently your neck.

“Could you, like… squeeze me a little tighter?”

Rooster tightens his hold on you, pushing his leg forwards and slotting it between your thighs. Wrapped in his thick arms, his face tucked into the curve of your neck, you should be feeling lighter already, settling off into unconsciousness. There’s just too much happening for that.

His heart beating steadily against your back, his thumb tucked into your shirt just the tiniest bit, stroking at your stomach, and his meaty thigh slotted between your legs. His lips are pressed right up against the skin of your neck, not doing anything, just resting there.

Rooster feels you shift a little and gives you the room to find the comfort that you need. Then, he feels your hand searching for his through the darkness. Finding the hand that’s on your stomach, your fingers curl between his.

Taking his hand, you slide it upwards, venturing further under the fabric of your oversized sleep shirt. Rooster peeks one eye open as you guide his palm up and over your breast. Catching the hint, Rooster squeezes his palm softly over the supple skin. Brushing the pad of his thumb over your soft nipple, pinching it between his thumb and index, your thighs squeeze together around his.

He closes his eyes once more, settling down like he’s going to sleep, still gently caressing your breast under his warm hand. It’s nice, feeling him touch you, feeling his weight pressing into your back and into the mattress. It’s just not enough.

His thumb swipes over your nipple again, feeling it harden against his digit this time. He traces the pebbled texture of the sensitive skin without opening his eyes. Figuring that it’ll probably be bothering you too much for you to sleep, he settles for just holding your breast in his hand as he tries to direct himself towards unconsciousness. There’s not a chance.

He’s just going to have to wait for you to fall asleep so that he can turn his mind to something other than how bad he wants you.

Swallowing softly, your fingers curl between his once again. Rooster lets you guide his hand away, thinking that he must have been bothering you, quickly realizing that that was not the case.

He slips his hand out of your hold and grabs your hip, tugging you onto your back swiftly. Your breath catches in your throat at how close he is, leaning over you, eyes searching over your face.

“I feel like I never know what’s going through your head.” He admits gently, the swell of his warm palm resting on your stomach, having brushed your sleep shirt up slightly.

Glancing down, you smooth your fingers over the top of his hand, examining the difference in size between the two of you. Rooster swears he almost feels the breath get knocked out of him when you finally look at him again.

“You want to know?” Your voice is so quiet that he wouldn’t be able to hear you if there was any other sound in the apartment right now. He nods back at you, curling his fingers around your waist. You lift your head just a little, your lips are soft and taste of peppermint when you kiss him.

Turning so that he can cover your body with his, Bradley presses his weight into you. His heavy palm cups your jaw as he takes control of the kiss. The way your mouth moves, the pace, he’s keeping it all in check.

“Are you wet right now?” Bradley murmurs against your lips, thumb stroking over the bone at the curve of your jaw. Your skin flushes as he pulls back and waits for his answer. Jett never asked this. Luke Hodge from second period English lit had never asked this.

“Mhm.”

Bradley’s lips quirk upwards. It’s torn between him smirking at you and a real smile. The languid amusement coats his features, but there’s something in those deep brown eyes that tells you he’s happy with your shy, little response.

“Mhm? — That’s all I get?” Rooster’s palm smooths over your stomach and curls around your hip, squeezing the joint softly in his calloused hand. More warmth. Your gaze flitters up and you consider cracking the window behind your bed.

Swallowing softly, it’s unintentional but you’re giving him that deer in headlights look again. Rooster closes the gap between the two of you and presses a chaste kiss to your lips. When he pulls back, a soft chuckle slips his lips and he rests his forehead against your shoulder.

Immediate recoil. He feels you tense up under him. The embarrassment floods you like a chill and you move to pull back.

“Baby, baby, no,” Wrapping both of his thick arms around your waist and pulling you into him, you couldn’t leave if you tried. Rooster kisses the corner of your mouth softly. “I’m not laughing at you.”

He slots his thigh between yours and guides you onto your back with little resistance, leaning over you. “I just… Don’t get it.”

“Don’t get what?” You ask quietly.

“You suck dick like it’s your day job and then, when it’s your turn, you turn into a little church mouse. — What’s with that?” His hand wanders as he speaks, fingers splayed so that he can touch as much of you at once. Trailing your abdomen, your waist, grazing over the soft tissue at the side of your breast without daring to touch is as boldly as you had allowed him to earlier.

It’s never really been your turn. There’s no out loud exchange, but the look on your face tells Bradley what he needs to know. He feels your hips shift, your core grazing his thigh softly as you squirm under his gaze.

“You want me to get you off?” His grip tightens on your hip and he rocks his hips forwards just slightly. Just to let you feel exactly how hard he is at the thought. Glancing down between your body and his, your decision is made whilst the rational side of your brain is still pleading its case.

“Mhm.”

Bradley smirks amusedly. He kisses you softly, hand trailing under your shirt to knead over your breast. Pushing the fabric of your loose fitted t-shirt up and out of his way, his lips attach to your skin. Languid kisses, open-mouthed and tender as his strong palms brace at your hips, keeping you in place for him. His mouth works along your abdomen, nipping softly at the underside of your breath and feeling you careen into him.

“Sit up.” You obey him blindly, sitting up long enough for him to quickly discard your too-big, faded shirt and leave you in a much more vulnerable state. “God, Bambi.”

His hands roam your torso like he can’t possibly touch enough of you at once, walking the line of having a firm touch and a gentle hand. Letting you know his strength and reminding you that you’re at the mercy of it, all while dusting a featherlight touch over the most sensitive parts of your upper body.

As with his hands, his mouth needs to be everywhere at once and it half feels like he has mastered the ability to make that possible. Eyes screwed closed, you deny yourself the sight of him, knowing that it’ll just make your nerves surge, and there’s no way you want to let yourself ruin this.

Four senses remaining. Your hands smooth over the flexing muscles in his shoulders as his tongue trails a circle around your nipple before he commits to taking it into his mouth. Warm, so warm, a flush of adrenaline running through him. The feeling of that under your fingertips.

The peppermint on your tongue, reminding you that you should just be platonically sleeping beside him right now. Your bedtime ritual pales in comparison to this.

The soft groan he makes as his hand paws at your other breast, reverberating in your ears and carrying shockwaves along your synapses. Excitement pooling between your legs at how deep and gravelly he sounds when he moans.

The cologne from before the bar. Inhaling it in the car as you traced the veins on his arm. Intoxicated by it when you had settled between his thighs the other day.

You lift your hips from the mattress and push them down against his thigh. His muscled appendage provides little relief, but you’re still chasing what it gives you. Your underwear presses into your core with each rock, soaked and catching on your excitement.

“All I got was an ‘mhm’,” Bradley muses softly, trailing his nose along the middle of your torso, pressing his lips softly to your navel. His hand slips between your legs without warning and cups your over your underwear. “This fucking soaked, and all I got was a little ‘mhm’.”

Nudging your underwear swiftly to the side, he dips his middle and index finger between your folds and gathers your excitement on the digits. Another deep groan as he looks down at the coating on his fingers.

He palms a hand over the tent in his boxers, kissing your hip bruisingly. “You’re gonna let me taste you, right, baby?”

“Okay.” You breathe out, needing your vision back. Heart pounding as you stare at the ceiling.

“Okay? — Is that all I get?”

“Please.” You whimper softly. Anything to settle the throbbing between your legs, anything to make you feel less restless. Bradley hooks your thigh over his shoulder and presses his mouth hungrily to your thigh. You careen into his kiss as it bruises the sensitive skin, pressing the heel of your foot into his shoulder for leverage.

Grabbing your hips, Bradley manhandles you into place, pressing you into the mattress and keeping you there. He grabs your underwear and tugs it down your legs, pulling back just to get it off your ankles and then settling back into back.

At first, he’s not where you need him at all. Tongue teasing between your folds, pressing tender chaste kisses to your pelvic bone. Ignoring the dripping mess between your legs until he’s satisfied with how your hips buck in desperation for him.

He lifts his gaze, brown eyes on you as he delves his tongue into your soaking core. His fingers press tighter into your hips, keeping you down on the mattress as he licks a stripe from your entrance to your clit, gathering your juices on his tongue. He spreads it upwards and lubricates your clit with a mixture of his spit and your own juices.

“O-Oh, fuck.”

Before this second in time, you were so sure that Jett had made you cum. Orgasms with other people just weren’t as intense because there were so many other things happening. Bradley’s tongue could be tracing some foreign alphabet on the most sensitive part of your body for all you know. All that you do know for certain, is that you can’t let him stop.

Luckily, he has no intention of that. He’s been thinking about this since the day you gave him head and then denied his reciprocation.

Sucking, licking, alternating between pressure and gentle flicks of his tongue, he has your back arching away from the pretty flowers on your sheets. Your fingers slide into his hair without thought, tangling into his curls, keeping his head exactly where you need it the most.

Rooster sinks his middle finger into you first, groaning as he rocks his hips into the mattress in search of relief. Your walls squeeze his finger as he curls it into that spongy part that has you yelping in surprise.

Worked up enough that you can take his index finger with little resistance, Rooster’s brain damn near short circuits at how well you hug the digits. Even with the diminished capacity, his mission never once falters. His deep groans send shocks through your core and each curl his fingers has you rocking your hips against his tongue for more.

“Fuck, stop - Rooster — stop,” You pant out, voice strained, clawing at the sheets for purchase as your other hand tugs at his hair. “Feels… weird.”

“Just cum, it’s alright,” He mouths desperately along your thighs, stopping when you ask him to but not really wanting to pause long enough for your high to ebb away. “Trust me. Just let it happen, relax.”

You try to exhale slowly and do what he says, but then his mouth is on you again and you squeak at the feeling. You tug harshly at his roots and feel him moan, the vibrations and the tickle of his dampened moustache on your clit and his fingers fucking into you, it’s all too much.

The tightness in your stomach winds until it feels like a rubber band about to snap. And then, it does snap. You jolt against him, lips parted, brows furrowed, the sound caught in your throat. His mouth slows, but remains on the same pattern, sending aftershocks through your already trembling system.

“Fuck,” That image is never going to leave his head. He pulls his fingers from you and kisses tenderly across your hip. “How was that?”

Searching for words, any kind of intelligent conversation that you might be able to string together, it’s a lost cause. Panting, a soft sound of whimpered contentment slips your lips. “Mhm.”

He wipes his mouth and lays down against the pillows. “Gonna cuddle you how I like it normally. Alright?”

“Oh - b-but, wait.” You realise, hand trying to find which way is sound in your hazy mind, stumbling across the waistband of his boxers just by chance.

Rooster grabs your hand and pulls you closer, he manhandles you across the mattress so that you’re laying half on his chest. “This is so comfy.”

You hum in agreement, his arms tucked around your naked form, your cheek smushed up against his thick pectoral muscle.

“Should let me do that more often.” He muses quietly. You nod against his chest.

…

[mariacallous]

If you’re one of the millions of Americans worried about your pocketbooks and the general cost of living, you might have picked up on some good news recently: Inflation has really been cooling off this summer, as long-sticky (and long-lamented) food and energy prices continue to moderate. Some economic indicators remain stubborn, however—and they aren’t likely to abate anytime in the near future, no matter how long the Federal Reserve keeps interest rates high, what tweaks President Joe Biden makes to his trade policy, whether corporations decide themselves to slash prices on certain products, or whether Covid-battered supply chains finally get some long-needed fixes.

Other, grimmer recent headlines help to explain why. Hard rains from a tropical disruption in the Gulf have been battering Florida’s southern regions for days, leading to a rare flash-flood emergency. Another batch of storms is swirling near Texas at the moment and could form into a tropical depression, according to forecasts from the National Hurricane Center. Even if both states end up missing bigger storms now, it’s likely only a matter of time before they’re threatened again: The National Oceanic and Atmospheric Administration predicts that the United States will see its worst hurricane season in decades this summer.

Meanwhile, the heat waves that have enveloped Phoenix are intensifying to the point that some analysts are deeming its latest conditions “a Hurricane Katrina of heat.” Spanning outward, the Midwest and Northeast are projected to get their own extreme heat warnings as early as next week, with energy demand set to skyrocket as people turn on their air conditioners. The country has already seen 11 “billion-dollar disasters” this year, including the tornadoes that slammed Iowa just weeks ago. Meanwhile, the already strapped Federal Emergency Management Agency faces a budgetary crisis, and sales of catastrophe bonds are at an all-time high.

Now, let’s look back at the inflation readings. One of the categories remaining stubbornly high while other indicators shrink? Shelter and housing, natch, as rents and insurance stay hot—and still-elevated interest rates make construction and mortgage costs even more prohibitive. On the energy front, motor fuel may be cheapening, but fuel and electricity for home use are still pricey. Auto insurance remains a driving outlier, as I noted back in April, not least because of insurers hiking premiums for cars in especially disaster-vulnerable regions—like the South, the Southwest, and the coasts.

Look at what else is happening in those very regions when it comes to home insurance: Providers are either retreating from or dramatically heightening their prices in states like California, Texas, Florida, and New Jersey, thanks to their unique susceptibility to climate change. These states have seen supercharged extreme weather events like floods, rain bombs, heat waves, and droughts. National lawmakers fear that the insurance crises there may ultimately wreak havoc on the broader real estate sector—but that’s not the only worst-case scenario they have to worry about.

Agricultural yields for important commodities produced in those states (fruits, nuts, corn, sugar, veggies, wheat) are withering, thanks to punishing heat and soil-nutrition depletion. The supply chains through which these products usually travel are thrown off course at varying points, by storms that disrupt land and sea transportation. Preparation for these varying externalities requires supply-chain middlemen and product sellers to anticipate consequential cost increases down the line—and implement them sooner than later, in order to cover their margins.

You may have noticed some clear standouts among the contributors to May’s inflation: juices and frozen drinks (19.5 percent), along with sugar and related substitutes (6.4 percent). It’s probably not a coincidence that Florida, a significant producer of both oranges and sugar, has seen extensive damage to those exports thanks to extreme weather patterns caused by climate change as well as invasive crop diseases. Economists expect that orange juice prices will stay elevated during this hot, rainy summer.

(Incidentally, climate effects may also be influencing the current trajectory and spread of bird flu across American livestock—and you already know what that means for meat and milk prices.)

It goes beyond groceries, though. It applies to every basic building block of modern life: labor, immigration, travel, and materials for homebuilding, transportation, power generation, and necessary appliances. Climate effects have been disrupting and raising the prices of timber, copper, and rubber; even chocolate prices were skyrocketing not long ago, thanks to climate change impacts on African cocoa bean crops. The outdoor workers supplying such necessities are experiencing adverse health impacts from the brutal weather, and the recent record-breaking influxes of migrants from vulnerable countries—which, overall, have been good for the U.S. economy—are in part a response to climate damages in their home nations.

The climate price hikes show up in other ways as well. There’s a lot of housing near the coasts, in the Gulf regions and Northeast specifically; Americans love their beaches and their big houses. Turns out, even with generous (very generous) monetary backstops from the federal government, it’s expensive to build such elaborate manors and keep having to rebuild them when increasingly intense and frequent storms hit—which is why private insurers don’t want to keep having to deal with that anymore, and the costs are handed off to taxpayers.

When all the economic indicators that take highest priority in Americans’ heads are in such volatile motion thanks to climate change, it may be time to reconsider how traditional economics work and how we perceive their effects. It’s no longer a time when extreme weather was rarer and more predictable; its force and reasoning aren’t beyond our capacity to aptly monitor, but they’re certainly more difficult to track. You can’t stretch out the easiest economic model to fix that. And you can’t keep ignoring the clear links between our current weather hellscape, climate change, and our everyday goods.

Thankfully, some actors are finally, belatedly taking a new approach. The reinsurance company Swiss Re has acknowledged that its industry fails to aptly factor disaster and climate risks into its calculations, and is working to overhaul its equations. Advances in artificial intelligence, energy-intensive though they may be, are helping to improve extreme-weather predictions and risk forecasts. At the state level, insurers are pushing back against local policies that bafflingly forbid them from pricing climate risks into their models, and Florida has new legislation requiring more transparency in the housing market around regional flooding histories. New York legislators are attempting to ban insurers from backstopping the very fossil-fuel industry that’s contributed to so much of their ongoing crisis.

After all, we’re no longer in a world where climate change affects the economy, or where voters prioritizing economic or inflationary concerns are responding to something distinct from climate change—we’re in a world where climate change is the economy.

[blvckqwz]

3. Every Man For Himself

The excitement about the new world was quick to die, replaced instead by new problems. Evelyn didn’t want to go anywhere near the rest of the delinquents as she was pretty sure that they would jump her the second they saw her.

It was complicated.

She wasn’t like Clarke or Wells, because they were stuck up assholes, but she wasn’t like those other beasts either. She just decided to keep for herself until the rest of the Ark came down.

And then what?

She was supposed to be dead in a week, and now there she was, on Earth. All by herself. Footsteps’ sound came from behind her as the girl raised her head from the ground where she had sat, bored out of her mind.

“Something tells me that there is bad news behind the corner, isn't there?” Evelyn asked as she eyed the pair coming towards her. “Yes, there is.” Clarke replied, looking worried “We landed here, and Mount Weather is there.” The blonde started to point somewhere behind the forest, “So we need to make our way there if we want to get that food. It’s probably going to take all day to hike there.” She explained. 

Evelyn stayed quiet, the little excitement left from before vanished before she could even enjoy it.

“The communication system is also dead. I went to the roof, heat fried the wires.” Wells added.

Great, just fucking great.

"Well, all that matters right now is getting to Mount Weather.” The blonde stated, not missing the confused glance the brunette beside her shot her, “ See?” She crouched down on the floor to draw something on a map Evelyn didn’t care enough to look at, “Look. This is us. This is where we need to get to if we want to survive." Clarke replied while shooting an annoyed look at the boy. Wells obviously missed it, but Evelyn surely didn't.

“Where did you learn to do that?” Wells asked, as if he couldn’t make the situation anymore tense. 

Clarke coughed and shifted on her feets awkwardly.

”Your father…” He realized. Wells looked like he wanted to say something else but Evelyn pipped in, while glaring at him. 

“What does this stuff have to do to me? In case you missed it I left the magic wand at home.” She said, getting up and wiping her dirty hands on her discolored jeans, “And sure as hell not hiking in a radioactive forest.”  

“We need the supplies.” Clarke sounded annoyed, which made the other girl roll her eyes, “Then let’s go hunting, or the hell I don’t know, let’s go fucking picking berries.” Evelyn shot back. “Half of us didn’t even pass basic Earth Skills’s class.” Wells objected.

“Us?” Evelyn chuckled, “There is not us. These people wouldn’t spit on you even if you were on fire, trust me, as soon as something goes wrong they will blame us.” She spat, “Is every man for himself Jaha, it has always been.” 

Wells's face contorted in a mask of worry as he eyed the girl next to him. But Clarke’s eyes were fixed on Evelyn with an unreadable expression. 

“Hey” a voice called. 

Evelyn shot one last glance to the pair before swiveling around and saw Jasper walking towards her alongside Monty. “I just wanted to say that what you did to that guard was cool.” He said 

“Thanks.” She replied. His blood was still stuck on her hand, now dried and peeling off. He thought it was cool, not gross. Sometimes Evelyn tended to forget that not everyone came from the Phoenix, where a thing like that would simply be insane. “Hey, cool, a map.” he continued, trying to flirt with Clarke. “They got a bar in this town? I'll buy you two ladies a beer.” he smirked, leaving Clarke flustered. Evelyn thought it was funny but Wells clearly didn’t agree. “You mind?” He snarled to Jasper, grabbing his arm. Evelyn knew the feelings Wells held for the blonde a bit too well, so she understood his reaction, as idiotic as it was, but before her or Clarke could stop him another boy jumped in the conversation, followed by a lot of other delinquents. 

“Hey, hey, hey, hands off him. He's with us.” He barked at Wells. 

Mop of brown hair with blue eyes. Crooked nose. Not give half a fuck attitude. Evelyn instantly recognized John Murphy, much to her annoyment. Their cells were on the same floor, so she often heard him fighting with the guards for whatever reason. Her father floated his a few years back for something Evelyn was too young to remember. 

He hated her. The feeling was very much reciprocated.

“Relax. We're just trying to figure out where we are." Wells replied, trying to sound calm. But Evelyn noticed how his eyes flickered to look at the crowd that was forming around them. He was scared. The girl sighed, knowing damn well that if it came down to a fight she would have his back. Every man for himself was just an utopia. "We're on the ground. That is not good enough for you?" Bellamy said from afar, making his way with Octavia towards the crowd. "Thanks captain obvious but I don't think that's what Wells ment." Evelyn replied, annoyed. Why couldn't anyone just mind their own fucking bussines, she thought. "Exactly." Wells responded, giving Evelyn a silent thank you which made her roll her eyes, "We need to find Mount Weather. You heard my father's message. That has to be our first priority." He announced.

Great, now that Jaha was brought into the conversation they were going to get beaten up for sure. Evelyn had read enough history books to know what happens to the aristocrats in the middle of riots. The crowd started whispering, worried that they weren't going to survive. What a bunch of sheeps. "Screw your father." Octavia retorted. "What, you think you're in charge here, you and your little Princesses?" Here comes another idiot, Evelyn thought. She had enough of this bullshit, "No one fucking cares about who is in charge. We need to get to Mount Weather not because the Chancellor said so, but because the longer we wait, the hungrier we'll get and the harder this'll be." She replied before she could even realize what she was saying. "Evelyn is right. How long do you think we'll last without those supplies? We're looking at a twenty-mile trek, okay? So if we want to get there before dark, we need to leave now." Clarke added, shooting the brunette a confused expression. "I got a better idea. You three go, find it for us. Let the privileged do the hard work for a change." Bellamy said, causing Evelyn to roll her eyes. That boy was seriously starting to get on her nerves. "You're not listening. We all need to go." Wells basically begged. The girl was tired of this dumb argument. It was her first day on Earth, she wasn't going to spend it with a group of imbeciles. But just as she was going away, someone pushed Wells from behind. 

"Look at this, everybody… The Chancellor of Earth." Murphy said.

As if her day couldn’t get even brighter.

The crowd immediately started cheering, clearly wanting the two of them to fight. Evelyn wasted no time jumping in the middle of the people, shoving a few guys that weren’t smart enough to let her pass away. 

“You think that's funny?” Wells spat as the other boy circled him.

Murphy pushed Wells, causing him to fall and twist his ankle. But he immediately got up, even though he was clearly hurt.

“No, but that was.” He said as he came closer to the stumbling boy.

“What kind of coward are you, jumping a single boy while you are what? Ten people?” Evelyn spat as she finally broke free from the crowd squeezing her, “Even a neanderthal like you should know that it isn’t right.” 

“No way, we even got the Vice. Did I miss the council memo?” Murphy barked, the crowd around him chuckling. 

“Step away.” The girl stood her ground, crossing her arms, “Or it will be two against ten, and I promise that I don't go easy.” 

The crowd started cheering and clapping. Evelyn caught a glimpse of Clarke’s disappointed expression among them. She had to fight the urge to scoff. The little princess could be as disappointed as she wanted, but it was Evelyn who stepped up to help a limping boy, not her. 

The promise of a good fight was just a bonus.

"Kid's got one leg. How about you wait until it's a fair fight?" Another boy jumped in, getting between Wells and the delinquent. Evelyn recognized him as the spacewalker who wasted a month's worth of oxygen. 

A thick silence shifted on the crowd but she didn't care. She shot Murphy a death glare and hurried by Wells’s side, trying to help him get away from the fight.

“C’mon, we don’t have all day.” The brunette hurried in a whisper as Wells stumbled behind her.

“Why did you do that?” He asked once they were far enough from the crowd.

“Survival. Now you owe me.” She explained with a stern tone as she looked around, “Sit.” She ordered once she saw a fallen log near them.

Wells wordlessy obeyed, “You’ll come with us to Mount Weather?” He asked once he had sitten down. 

“Absolutely no. That would be stupid.” Evelyn replied. 

“Why not? You even have a knife, most of us don’t.” He questioned.

“What?” Her brows furrowed in confusion, “I don’t have a knife.” 

“You do, it’s in your pocket I think. I could feel it while you dragged me away.” He explained with a shrug, “Hey I don’t care that you have it, y’know? It’s good.” But Evelyn wasn’t listening to him rambling, instead she reached her pocket and pulled out a shiny cold steel knife. Not one of those rusty boot knives she saw when she worked at the Walden, no, that was an expensive knife for sure. 

Evelyn was surprised that it didn’t impale her while she was on the drop ship. But how did it end up there? She was sure that she would have known if she was carrying around a knife. 

“Lyn!” A high pitched voice called from afar, snapping the brunette from her thoughts. Her head shot up to look at the source of the noise. A shot, scrawny girl was running towards her. Her hair was a light blonde collected in a ponytail with the usual braid in them. Evelyn was the one to teach her how to do it, because the rich girls in the Phoenix carried their hair like that. But while on their hair it looked elegant, in the girl’s crazy hair it just made her look even more juvenile. 

“Charlie!” Evelyn shouted as she got up, tucking her knife in her waistband and hiding it with her jacket. She turned out to look at Wells, her expression cold again as she brought her finger to her lips in a shushing motion. “You owe me.” She mouthed to him, making him nod.

The blonde had now reached them, her big blue eyes looking up at Evelyn as she held her in a crushing hug, “I thought they had floated you.” 

“Nah, they knew better.” The older girl shook her head as she looked down at her old roommate.

She didn’t know what having a sister meant, no one from the Ark except for the Blakes knew, but Charlie was her sister. Their bond was stronger than blood.

Suddenly everything shifted. It couldn’t be everyman for himself, because Charlie was there, which made her Evelyn’s responsibility. She was too young, too inexperienced to be out there with those brutus. Too naive, too kind. 

Evelyn pulled away to study her face, holding it in her fingers. There was a nasty cut on her forehead, probably due the abrupt landing, and she still looked sick. Her pale skin was sweaty and dark bags stood under her big eyes.

“We are okay now, we are together.” Evelyn reassured the young girl. 

Her eyes fell on Wells, who was watching her with a surprised expression. It must be weird to see that caring side of the Kane girl, she thought as she turned to him, “This is Charlie, she was in the same cell as me for a while.” She explained, “This is Wells, Jaha’s son.” She introduced to the young girl. 

“Hi.” The girl shyly waved from behind Evelyn as she blushed. A smirk grew on the brunette’s face as she shook her head.

Evelyn felt Charlie pulling her sleeve, and when she looked around to ask her what was wrong she noticed her pointing towards a figure coming towards them. Clarke.

“It’s okay, it’s just Clarke.” Evelyn assured the young girl. She didn’t handle crowds well, so it was quite a surprise how easily she bonded with the older girl.

“Hey.” Clarke greeted, “How’s your ankle?” She asked Wells.

Right, Evelyn thought, she had completely forgotten about his injury.

“Better.” Wells nodded, “So Mount Weather. When do we leave?" 

"Right now. We'll be back tomorrow with food." Clarke replied.

"Do you think you can stand up?" Evelyn asked Wells. 

Wells was like her brother before she got locked up, and even though they weren’t friends anymore she still worried for him sometimes.

"Yeah yeah, don't worry, I've got this." Wells said, giving her a small smile.

"Don't even think about it. You aren't coming." Clarke instructed, then turned to Evelyn, “Changed your mind?” The girl glanced at Charlie behind her. She could hunt for two, and Charlie was really smart, they didn’t need the Ark’s food, not anymore. 

“No, we are staying here, where it is safe.” She stated. 

“Safe? Have you seen those guys?” Finn nodded towards Bellamy’s pack, who was also eyeing them.

“You should really come, we need as many arms as we can.” Clarke ignored Finn’s comment, “We have to stick together.” 

“I think that we are both capable of making our decisions for ourselves, thank you." Evelyn replied and she felt Charlie shift on her feet behind her. If there was one thing that Evelyn definitely didn't need was following someone else's orders. "We'll need more people." Clarke said, ignoring Evelyn’s comment. 

She knew that her and the brunette weren't exactly friends anymore, but she didn't expect her to be so hostile. It hurted a bit, but Evelyn wasn’t nice to anyone so Clarke didn’t take it too personally. 

Finn grabbed Monty and Jasper and turned back to Clarke "Four of us. Can we go now?"

"Sounds like a party. Make it five." Octavia said as she got close to the group. 

Great, Evelyn thought, now what was next? The other Blake?

“Hey, what the hell do you think you are doing?” 

Speak of the devil…

“Going for a walk.” Octavia shrugged.

Evelyn had to admit that she liked her style, if only she wasn’t Bellamy’s sister she would actually find her tolerable.

“Hey, were you trying to take this off?” Clarke’s voice snapped her back from the siblings’ discussion. 

“Yeah, so?” Finn asked as he fidgeted with the wristband on his arm. A piece of metal was missing and there were a few scratches on it.

Evelyn didn’t think anything about it. Maybe it was to locate them or something, but she doubted that the people up there cared enough to know where their dear lab rats went.

“So this wristband transmits your vital signs to The Ark. Take it off, and they'll think you're dead.” Clarke replied.

Of course, that was why. They needed data to go on with their little experiment. An idea came in the back of Evelyn’s mind. She also had a wristband. And a knife. And an asshole father that was for sure watching those monitors.

“Should I care?” Finn asked. 

“Well, I don't know. Do you want the people you love to think you're dead? Do you want them to follow you down here in two months? Because they won't if they think we're dying.” The blonde replied one last time before turning her back at him and focussing on Wells’s ankle one last time.

Would her father care if she died? Evelyn doubted it. He probably had an expensive bottle of liquor hidden somewhere for when she finally decided to snuff it. 

"Ok then let's go." Clarke said.

“Wait.” A voice called from behind her, “I want to come too.” Charlie spoke for the first time.

Evelyn turned around to face the young girl, “No you don’t.” 

“I do.” Charlie’s voice didn’t quiver as she raised her chin, “I want to go. I want to be useful.” 

“You are already useful.” The brunette insisted, “You can’t go there, what if…” She lowered her voice, “What if you have another crisis?” She whispered so that only the other girl could hear her.

“I don’t want to sit here and wait for the Ark to save us, knowing that I didn’t help.” Charlie said, “I don’t want to be like that for my whole life. Afraid.” 

Evelyn studied the girl for a few moments, but she knew deep down that there was no way she could convince her. It wouldn’t be fair. This was also her space odyssey, she deserved to see the world.

“Be careful.” She said as she placed a hand on Charlie’s shoulder.” The blonde threw herself in the older girl’s arms, “Thank you.” She mumbled.

Evelyn just nodded, “Don’t trust anyone. Stay with Clarke. Don’t be a hero. Eat what they eat.” She whispered as she held the girl close, “Your life is more worthy than theirs. Come back alive. Whatever it takes.”

She could feel Charlie shake a bit in her arms, but Evelyn had to let her know those things. If she was there she would put her and Charlie’s lifes first, even if it meant letting the others fend for themself.

So she watched the group disappear in the woods, biting her lip. Clarke turned around for one second to glance at the brunette, and for a second she thought that she smiled, but it was probably her imagination.

The last thing she felt was another pair of eyes fixed on her as she made her way back to the dropship. She glanced towards the margin of the forest and her eyes met Bellamy’s curious ones. He smirked at her and she rolled her eyes before completely disappearing inside the ship. 

[marshiiicake]

Emmalyn a lot of time would drag whoever accompanied her on a hiking trip’s ass to her little dig site near Phoenix Drop where she has found a lot of ancient animal bones and amber

[cassibonas]

The original picture is from this summer from Spur Cross Ranch Conservation Area near Phoenix, Arizona. The picture was taken on a full moon hike around 2 a.m.

[stiles-banshees]

Good Things Come in Threes: Chapter One

Summary: Growing up on the East Coast her whole life, Summer Hastings always longed for more. The niece of Penny Benjamin would often fly out to the West Coast every summer to visit her aunt and cousin. Summer didn't realize how much her life would change that night she called her aunt to book her plane ticket when she was 18 years old when a certain Jake Seresin answered the phone.

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Summer doesn’t run. Ever. Today, however, appeared to be an exception. Hence, why the twenty-four-year-old woman was urgently changing into a cropped gray tanktop with high-waisted, dark-washed denim shorts. She paired her rushed-look with flip-flops, considering Phoenix sent her an SOS text message five minutes ago. She ran down the stairs brushing her hair out immediately after brushing her teeth, deciding to hurriedly grab the bagel Penny left for her before leaving to go shopping. Summer is just about to pull out of the driveway and speed over to the naval base her friend has called home for the past week when she hears a knock on her window. The girl jumped in her seat, feeling her heart stop for a beat. She looked at the culprit standing on the opposite side of her window and relaxed.

“What the fuck, Phoenix?” Summer gasped once she rolled down her window.

Summer wasn’t one to call her friends by their callsigns unless it was something serious. It was almost like a silent code for them to ensure things were okay. Which is why Phoenix was always Nat, or Rooster was always Bradley. The only person she considered close to her that she actively called by their callsign was Maverick.

“We’re going to the beach for training today. I figured you could come since it’s a public space.” Her friend grinned behind her sunglasses.

“How dare you abuse the SOS protocol?” Summer shook her head, shutting off the car before making her way back into the Benjamin household to grab her beach go-bag from the closet near the front door.

“Which suit do you have in there? Purple or orange?” Nat asked as the two started their five-minute journey to the Hard Deck.

Penny did mention Maverick planning to stop by while she goes over the books.

“Both, but I’m not changing into either. I’ll probably watch whatever you guys do today and help Penny if she needs it.” The woman shrugged, hiking her bag on her shoulder for it to stay.

“Why not? We can go swimming after.” Nat nudged Summer’s shoulder.

“If you have time, sure.” She promised.

The two had been silent for a bit before Summer spoke up again.

“How has training been? I know you can’t tell me much, but you’re okay, right?” She asked quietly.

“It hasn’t been too bad,” The aviator responded. “Hangman and Rooster almost got into a fight. Twice.”

Summer froze in her spot on the sidewalk, “What? About what?”

“Oh, just about their flying tactics,” Phoenix shrugged, tugging her friend along. “Rooster said something about Hangman’s wingman that died, then Hangman mentioned Goose. It was awful.”

Summer was stunned. She couldn’t recall the men saying such vile things when she was around. From what it seems like, the aviators seem to put the work talk on pause when she’s around. Now she’s starting to think that may do more harm than good.

“They’re okay now, right?” She asked quietly.

“As much as I want to tell you they are, there’s a reason why we’re doing a team-building exercise today.” Phoenix rubbed Summer’s back as they made their way around the Hard Deck to get to the beach out back.

Summer made her way over to the table where her aunt was apparently crunching numbers. She was not. Penny looked up when she noticed the shadow looming over her.

“What are you doing here? I figured you’d be sleeping until noon.” Penny laughed.

“Phoenix kidnapped me.” Summer shrugged, her friend’s callsign feeling a bit weird on her tongue.

She had been trying to alternate when to use her friend’s callsigns or their actual names. Remembering the bagel Penny had left for her that morning, she called out to her raven-haired friend, that was being chased down by Rooster. He was trying to throw her into the ocean. The man’s head snapped over to where Summer was standing, and he let Phoenix come back over.

“Split this with me?” Summer offered.

Phoenix took the half her best friend offered and gave her a big hug.

“I knew there was a reason I kept you around.” She sighed, taking a bite.

Summer shook her head, scanning the beach to see it littered with aviators in their little corner.

“No bagel for me, Hastings?” Rooster called over to her.

The girl shrugged, sitting on the deck while her friend bolted off almost immediately after finishing hers. She noticed Hangman and Coyote weren’t around yet, but neither was Maverick.

“When are they supposed to start?” Summer turned to ask Penny.

“Twelve,” Penny said simply.

“It’s ten-thirty.” Summer said out loud.

“I’m guessing they wanted a little fun beforehand. Maybe you should go join them.” Penny winked.

“Did you just wink at me?” Summer narrowed her eyes at her aunt.

Penny looked to her left and smiled when she turned back to her niece.

“Just go get your coffee.” She nodded her head to where she was looking.

Summer turned to see Hangman holding a water bottle and an iced coffee cup, all while sporting a backpack. He had sunglasses like Phoenix, wearing shorts and a white tee shirt before he decided to ditch the shirt entirely.

“I think I’ll stay here, actually. There’s shade.” Summer smiled awkwardly, finally dropping her beach bag next to her.

“You have fun with that. I’m gonna go talk to Mav because I can, like a grownup.” Penny dogeared the page she had been working on in her notebook before stalking off after her boyfriend showed up.

Summer watched her aunt walk off and then noticed the blond aviator start to make his way over to her after dropping his things with Coyote. The coffee cup in his hand is dripping condensation, letting her know it’s still fresh.

“Almost didn’t recognize you without your sundresses, sweetheart.” Hangman chuckled as he sat next to her.

“Yeah, I didn’t really get a chance to wake up this morning. Phoenix kinda ambushed me.” She said, trying not to focus on their thighs touching.

“Which is why I got you this,” He hands her the cold drink. “Penny told me you were helping her late last night, and then I heard Phoenix talking about grabbing you this morning.”

Summer hesitantly sipped, knowing she’d drink it even if she didn’t like it because he’d been so nice to her. To her surprise, the coffee is good and her usual. 

“Thanks, Hangman,” She hummed in delight, taking another sip.

“Summer, you can call me Jake.” He reminded her.

“I know, but you’re working. And when you’re working, you’re Hangman.” She shrugged.

He nodded, hearing her words but not really understanding her concept. The two watch the other aviators running around the beach.

“Do you wanna visit base later? We can watch a movie or something in the lounge.” Hangman suggested.

“I’m supposed to have a girl’s night with Phoenix. I think she staked a claim on the lounge for tonight.” Summer smiled lightly, feeling bad for having to turn him down.

“Well…since the lounge is a common space, I could always crash girl’s night.” He smirked.

“Phoenix would kill you.” Summer laughed.

“You’ve only spent time with her and Penny lately.” Hangman knocked his shoulder into hers. The feeling of their skin touching made Summer nervous.

“You guys are here for a mission, Jake.” Her eyes widened once she realized her minor slip-up. “How’d you know my coffee order, anyway?”

“I’ve been waiting six years to get to know you. As far as I know, I’m only here for a few more weeks, so I’m trying to take advantage of the situation.” He explained. “And I texted Penny.”

Summer’s heart fluttered.

“Fine. I’m sure Nat won’t make a huge fuss about it if you show up. Just don’t be annoying and bring some more people to crash. I don’t want anyone third-wheeling.” She huffed.

“Right, we wouldn’t want poor Phoenix to be all alone.” Hangman teased.

“I actually meant you, Lieutenant.” Summer grinned, her straw caught between her teeth.

He shook his head at the girl, moving his sunglasses to sit atop his head. Summer snatched the pair of sunglasses as soon as his hand left them. She put them on while he watched her amusedly.

“How do I look?” She asked, surprised he didn’t take the glasses back.

“As cool as you look with them on, I prefer your face when you’re not hiding your eyes behind a pair of sunglasses.” He answered.

Summer huffed, taking the glasses off and then hooking them on her top by putting one of the arms of the glasses in her shirt.

“Are you trying to steal them?” Hangman asked, not even trying to hide that he just looked at her chest.

“I’ll give them back before Mav has you start whatever he’s planning on.” She shrugged.

Penny walked back over to the two and sat to go over her very empty notebook.

“He’s not bothering you, is he?” Penny asked her niece like Hangman wasn’t there.

“He’s been on his best behavior, actually. He hasn’t even asked to help me apply sunscreen.” Summer laughed.

“Did you put on sunscreen?” Penny gave her a pointed look.

Summer quietly stood, grabbing her bag to retrieve her spray sunscreen. Hangman watched the young woman spray her arms, legs, and midriff. She was about to ask Penny to spray her back before he offered assistance. Summer pulled her hair to the side while Hangman ensured her back got the most coverage possible. He even remembered to get the small of her back. Penny carefully watched the two, ready to scold Hangman if needed. Hangman spun Summer around and plucked his sunglasses from her top.

“Missed a spot, sweetheart.” He grinned cheekily before spraying atop her collarbones.

Summer blushed, and once he was done, she grabbed her face sun cream from her bag. She applied a generous amount to her palm before applying it to herself. When she was done, she squeezed out more and launched herself for Hangman’s face. Penny laughed hard once she realized what was going on.

“Hey! I didn’t signup for this.” He squeezed his eyes shut to avoid getting any sun cream in his eyes.

“I’m sorry, Hangman. Did you already put sunscreen on?” Summer asked, knowing very well that he didn’t.

The man grumbled and stopped fussing, allowing the young woman to rub the lotion in. She handed him the spray can once she was done, and he quickly sprayed himself down, only to give the can back so she could spray his back for him.

A few feet away, Phoenix noticed this whole exchange. It wasn’t that she didn’t trust her best friend. Phoenix never really trusted anyone that Summer had dated over the years. Knowing that Hangman could be her best friend’s next boyfriend made her sick to her stomach. Phoenix knows Hangman. She knows how cruel and selfish he is. He’s not good enough for a girl like Summer. If Hangman hurt Summer, Phoenix would be the one to swoop in and fix everything. With the help of Rooster, of course. She just hoped her friend would make the right choice.

“Seems like everyone’s here! Why don’t we start training earlier to get it over with?” Maverick asked, his voice raised enough for Hangman to hear him.

“You better cheer for me.” He pointed at Summer before running off, his sunglasses in his hand.

Summer turned to face her aunt after hearing her blow out a whistle.

“What?” Summer asked as she plopped on the bench across from Penny.

“Nothing,” Penny paused. “I never realized applying sunscreen could be so hot.”

Summer nearly gagged, her face turning so red you’d think she was already sunburnt.

“Forgetting about that, what does Maverick have them doing today?” Summer changed the subject.

“I think he said something about dogfight football? They’re supposed to play offense and defense at the same time.” Penny explained, finally writing stuff down in her notebook.

Summer hummed, looking over at the group of huddled aviators. When she locked eyes with Phoenix, she waved excitedly, blowing the other woman a kiss. Phoenix pretended to catch it and blew one back. Summer noticed Rooster making kissy faces at her after her moment with Phoenix and laughed.

“Hastings!” Summer paled when she realized Maverick was the one calling her name.

She looked at Penny for help, and the older woman laughed. 

“Chill out. Maverick just wants you to keep score.” She pushed her niece in the direction of the aviators.

Summer grabbed her coffee before making her way over to the big group.

“Think you could keep score, kid?” Maverick asked as she made a makeshift cupholder in the sand. 

Summer nodded, pulling her phone out of her back pocket to open up her notes app, and then plopped herself down in the sand. Maverick split the group into two teams, Rooster and Phoenix, lucky enough to be on the same one.

“Since we’re you’re favorites, does that mean our team automatically gets two points?” Rooster joked.

“Not today, Rooster.” Summer wrinkled her nose at him.

“But I’m your best friend!” Phoenix begged her, throwing her hands in the air.

“Rules are rules, Phoenix. Ain’t that right, baby?” Hangman winked at Summer.

“Flattery will get you nowhere, Bagman.” She grinned at him.

Five minutes later, the group of aviators was playing dogfight football. Rooster was the first to score for his team, while Coyote made the first point for his. Ten minutes later, both groups somehow ended up tied already. Twenty minutes later, Hangman scored and dedicated it to Summer. Penny laughed when she saw how red the younger woman’s face looked. Two hours later, the game was over, and surprisingly, Bob was the one to make the winning point for Phoenix’s team. Phoenix ran up to Summer, completely drenched in sweat.

“Swim?” She asked.

“Do you need a suit?” Summer asked.

“I brought one. Let’s go change.” Phoenix grabbed Summer’s hand, dragging her along to get the beach bag.

Most of the aviators started to go back to base, only a few staying to spend time at the beach.

“Rooster, come swim with us!” Summer yelled once she noticed he was about to leave.

Rooster dropped his bag back in the sand before making his way to the two women. Hangman also decided to stay at the beach after he heard about Summer’s plans. Coyote gave him a look when he realized why his friend wanted to stay longer.

“Dude, you just said you needed a nap.” Coyote shook his head.

“And now I wanna go swimming. I can change my mind.” Hangman lightly hit his friend’s shoulder.

“I’m starting to think we should change your callsign to Loverboy.” Coyote laughed.

Hangman glared at his friend and heard Summer, Phoenix, and Rooster running out of the bar. Coyote took this as a way to slip away and started to the base. Summer had changed from her crop top and shorts to her favorite purple bikini. Phoenix was sporting the same one, just in black. Rooster abandoned his sunglasses before chasing after his two friends into the ocean.

Hangman watched the three friends, Phoenix jumping on Summer’s back and Rooster splashing around with them. He dropped his sunglasses into his backpack before approaching the trio.

“You guys have room for one more?” Hangman called out to them.

Summer nearly dropped Phoenix when she heard his voice.

“Sorry, Bagman, you can’t join our throuple.” Phoenix rolled her eyes as she dropped off Summer’s back.

“Nat, don’t be mean.” Summer nudged her friend. “You can join us, Jake.” She offered him a kind smile.

Hangman grinned, happy knowing the pretty girl wouldn’t mind his company.

“Jake? When did that become a thing?” Rooster eyed them suspiciously.

“Seresin has a thing for Hastings.” Nat huffed.

“We’re friends,” Summer crossed her arms.

“Best friends.” Hangman exhaled almost painfully.

“Right, whatever. Do you guys wanna play chicken? We have enough people now.” Rooster changed the subject.

“I call Summer.” The blond grinned.

“Shocker,” Phoenix muttered, walking deeper into the water.

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One more for the evening. Right now is all about momentum, progress, and growth. There are so many exciting things coming up in the near future, I can't wait to share them soon ❤️. So far this is a year of a new beginning, a new home, a new car, tons of new friends, healthy headway in processing old&lingering feelings, swift progress towards goals, and loads of travel. I'm working on some new art, and have plans to finally have some new photography to share. I'm still processing thru photos from last year, but I'm quickly approaching the present. #progress #trees #intentions #growth #sky #canopy #hiking #hikingadventures #beginning #past #photography #theprocess #latergram #selflove #growth #growthmindset #phoenix #changes https://www.instagram.com/p/CpRemSrLJr4/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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Your Comprehensive Guide to Finding a Realtor in Paradise Valley, AZ

Introduction

Finding the right realtor can make or break your experience in buying or selling a home. If you're looking for a realtor in the picturesque setting of Paradise Valley, AZ, you're in luck. This comprehensive guide will walk you through everything you need to know about finding a realtor near you who can meet your specific needs and help you navigate the vibrant real estate market of the area.

Paradise Valley is known for its luxurious homes, stunning mountain views, and proximity to Scottsdale. The right real realtor scottsdale az estate agent not only understands the local market but also aligns with your specific requirements—whether you're seeking a primary residence, an investment property, or even a vacation home. In this article, we’ll cover essential considerations, tips for choosing a realtor in Paradise Valley AZ, and answer some frequently asked questions.

Understanding the Role of a Realtor What Does a Realtor Do?

A realtor serves as a licensed professional who represents buyers and sellers in real estate transactions. They possess extensive knowledge of local markets, assist in pricing properties accurately, negotiate contracts, and handle all necessary paperwork. Importantly, they are members of the National Association of Realtors (NAR), which obliges them to adhere to a strict code of ethics.

How Is a Realtor Different from a Real Estate Agent?

While all realtors are real estate agents, not all real estate agents are realtors. The distinction lies in their membership with NAR and their commitment to upholding ethical standards. Simply put: if you’re looking for someone who places high importance on integrity and professionalism, you should seek out a realtor.

Why Choose Paradise Valley? The Allure of Paradise Valley Real Estate

Paradise Valley is nestled between Scottsdale and Phoenix and boasts some of the most luxurious homes in Arizona. With its stunning landscapes and high-end amenities like fine dining restaurants and world-class golf courses, it attracts both affluent residents https://vimeo.com/user225222680 and investors alike.

The Benefits of Living in Paradise Valley Exceptional Weather: With over 300 sunny days per year. Outdoor Activities: Hiking trails at Camelback Mountain. Cultural Attractions: Proximity to art galleries and theaters.

These factors make it an ideal place to live or invest in real estate.

Your Comprehensive Guide to Finding a Realtor in Paradise Valley, AZ Steps to Find Your Ideal Realtor Research Online: Look for "realtor near me" or "realtor Scottsdale AZ" online. Read Reviews: Check platforms like Zillow or Google My Business for client reviews. Ask for Recommendations: Speak with friends or family who have recently bought or sold homes. Interview Multiple Realtors: Don’t settle on the first option; compare styles and expertise. Check Credentials: Verify their licensing status through state databases. Important Questions to Ask During Interviews How long have you been working as a realtor? Can you provide references from previous clients? What marketing strategies do you use?

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Escape to Papago Park: A Natural Gem in the Heart of Phoenix, AZ

Amid the energetic pulse of Phoenix, AZ, lies a serene retreat where nature takes center stage—Papago Park. Renowned for its iconic red sandstone formations and sweeping desert vistas, this urban oasis offers a perfect blend of tranquility and adventure. Whether you're seeking a quiet escape or an active outdoor experience, Papago Park is a slice of paradise waiting to be explored.

Sculpted by Time: The Beauty of Red Sandstone

Papago Park’s landscape is defined by its dramatic red rock formations, a testament to the artistry of nature. Towering buttes with rugged, wind-carved contours dominate the scenery, offering striking photo opportunities at every turn. Among these formations, the famed Hole-in-the-Rock stands out. A short hike to its summit rewards visitors with a mesmerizing view of Phoenix sprawled against the backdrop of the Sonoran Desert, where golden sunsets transform the scene into a painter’s dream.

A Playground for Outdoor Lovers

Whether you're a seasoned hiker or a casual explorer, Papago Park is a haven for outdoor enthusiasts. Its trails, winding through cacti-studded terrain and shaded groves, cater to all levels of ability. Cyclists can enjoy smooth paths perfect for a leisurely ride, while families often gather near the park's ponds for picnics and birdwatching. The gentle ripple of water and the sight of ducks gliding effortlessly across the surface create moments of calm that feel miles away from city life.

A Living Legacy of Culture and Ecology

Beyond its natural splendor, Papago Park holds layers of cultural and ecological significance. The Desert Botanical Garden and the Phoenix Zoo, both nestled within the park, celebrate the unique beauty and biodiversity of the region. These attractions provide a deeper look at desert life, from the vibrant succulents of the Southwest to the wildlife that thrives in this arid environment. Traces of the park’s history as a 1930s Civilian Conservation Corps project add a touch of historical intrigue, connecting visitors to its storied past.

A Refuge Close to the City

Papago Park is a rare treasure—just minutes from downtown Phoenix, it feels like a world apart. The park’s ability to offer both accessibility and seclusion makes it a beloved escape for locals and a must-visit for travelers. Whether you're soaking in the golden light of a desert sunset or enjoying a quiet moment by the water, Papago Park invites you to slow down and savor the simple joys of nature.

For those yearning for a connection to the outdoors without straying far from the city, Papago Park stands as a testament to the beauty and serenity that the desert has to offer.

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Explore the Beauty of Hayden Butte: Tempe's Natural Gem

Nestled in the heart of Tempe, AZ, Hayden Butte, affectionately called "A" Mountain, stands as a cherished symbol of the city. This iconic peak combines the energy of urban life with the serenity of nature, offering visitors stunning panoramic views and a refreshing outdoor escape. Whether you're a hiking enthusiast or simply craving a peaceful retreat, this well-loved trail promises a memorable experience.

A Journey Through Time and Culture

Hayden Butte isn't just another hiking destination; it's a site rich in cultural significance. Long before Tempe's bustling streets, the Hohokam people called this area home, leaving behind intricate petroglyphs that still adorn the rocks today. As you climb, these ancient carvings serve as a reminder of the butte's deep historical roots. Conveniently located near downtown, this trail offers a quick getaway while immersing you in the region's fascinating past.

A Rewarding Hike for All Skill Levels

The hike up Hayden Butte is short but offers a moderate challenge, perfect for beginners and seasoned hikers alike. While the trail includes some steep sections, the well-maintained path makes it accessible for most. As you reach the summit, you’ll be greeted by breathtaking vistas that stretch across Tempe Town Lake, Arizona State University, and the sprawling Phoenix skyline. For an extra touch of magic, plan your hike around sunset when the sky is painted in hues of gold and orange.

The Famous "A" and Its Role in the Community

At the top of the butte, you'll find the large, bold "A," a proud emblem of Arizona State University. This iconic feature is more than just a landmark—it’s a focal point of school spirit and community pride. Throughout the year, students and alumni come together to repaint the "A," celebrating significant university events and fostering a sense of unity that resonates beyond the campus.

Discover Desert Life Along the Trail

Hayden Butte’s trail is alive with the unique beauty of Arizona’s desert ecosystem. Along the way, you'll encounter an array of native plants, including towering saguaro cacti, palo verde trees, and seasonal wildflowers. Wildlife enthusiasts may spot lizards darting across the rocks, colorful birds soaring overhead, and occasionally, small mammals. This diverse environment adds an extra layer of wonder to your hike, allowing you to connect with the natural world.

An Unforgettable Adventure Awaits

Hayden Butte offers more than just a hike; it’s a destination where history, nature, and community converge. Whether you're a local looking for a quick outdoor break or a visitor eager to explore Tempe’s highlights, this landmark won’t disappoint. So, grab your hiking gear, pack some water, and set off to experience one of the most beloved spots in the area.

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The Best Trampoline Parks in Mumbai for Kids and Adults

Looking for an amusing, motion-packed day out with family or pals? Trampoline parks are the perfect answer for kids and adults to have an energetic, adrenaline-fueled experience. Mumbai, a bustling city that in no way sleeps, has several trampoline parks that cater to every age. These parks aren't simply a supply of enjoyment but also a brilliant way to live and burn off extra stress. Whether you are planning an afternoon along with your youngsters or a fun institution time out, these trampoline parks have something for all people. 

Let’s explore some of the best trampoline parks in Mumbai in which you can leap, flip, and fly to your heart’s content.

1. Bounce Inc, Infiniti Mall Malad

Located inside the bustling Infiniti Mall, Malad, Bounce Inc. is arguably one of the top trampoline parks in Mumbai. Mall itself is a pinnacle purchasing and amusement destination, providing a wide range of sports for all age groups. Bounce Inc. presents an indoor trampoline that ensures hours of laughter for both children and adults. With interconnected trampolines, dodgeball courts, slam dunk zones, and foam pits, there’s no shortage of movement right here.

What sets Bounce Inc. apart is its family-friendly vibe mixed with challenging obstacles for more experienced jumpers. The team of workers guarantees the protection of every visitor, making it a great location to visit with kids. Plus, if you’re buying or grabbing a chunk to consume, you could without difficulty pop into the park for a laugh. This trampoline park for children in Mumbai is likewise great for birthday events or group events, imparting applications that make making plans a breeze.

Location: Infiniti Mall, Malad West

Highlights: Slam dunk area, dodgeball courts, foam pits, birthday celebration packages

Perfect for: Families, youngsters’ events, fitness enthusiasts

2. Trampoline Park, Smaaash

Smaaash is a famous leisure hub in Mumbai, regarded for its cutting-edge digital reality games, arcade machines, and bowling alleys. However, it’s also domestic to a first-rate trampoline park in Mumbai that offers a blend of fun and health. The park’s trampoline quarter is spread out, with lots of area to jump around. Whether you’re a novice or a skilled jumper, Smaaash offers a whole lot of barriers, climbing partitions, and dodgeball areas that are certain to keep all and sundry entertained.

Smaaash’s trampoline park has come to be a favorite amongst teens and adults searching for an energetic day trip. The park's area in Lower Parel additionally makes it a high spot for organization outings after a protracted working week. Additionally, Smaaash is conveniently positioned near several cafes and eating places, allowing site visitors to refuel after an energetic session of jumping.

Location: Lower Parel

Highlights: VR video games, dodgeball, hiking partitions

Perfect for: Group occasions, weekend outings

3. Jump N Joy, Kurla

Jump N Joy offers a specialized trampoline park for youngsters in Mumbai, designed to make sure a safe and fun experience for the younger crowd. Situated in the Phoenix Marketcity Mall, Kurla, this park is geared toward kids but has sections wherein adults can also get in on the movement. The park offers a first-rate combo of journeys, from trampolines to foam pits, and a completely unique Ninja Warrior path.

One of the standout functions of Jump N Joy is its attention to fitness while supplying amusing surroundings. Parents can loosen up while their youngsters burn off energy in safe surroundings. With its colorful setup and engaging, demanding situations, Jump N Joy ensures limitless leisure for kids.

Location: Phoenix Marketcity Mall, Kurla

Highlights: Foam pits, Ninja Warrior direction, trampoline-demanding situations

Perfect for: Kids, fitness-targeted households

4. Happy Planet, R-City Mall

If you’re seeking out a place where your children can soar to their coronary heart’s content while you enjoy some retail remedy, Happy Planet in R-City Mall is the precise destination. The trampoline park right here is designed for youngsters; however, parents are welcome to sign up for a laugh too! Happy Planet offers a tremendous mix of sports, from open trampoline regions to ball pits, hiking partitions, and more.

Happy Planet is likewise recognized for hosting birthday events, so if you're planning a special event for your toddler, this is one of the best trampoline parks for kids in Mumbai to bear in mind. The park’s vibrant, kid-friendly decor and protection-focused design make it a terrific preference for more youthful kids. Meanwhile, the adjacent R-City Mall gives lots of eating and purchasing alternatives, making it a full-day experience for households.

Location: R-City Mall, Ghatkopar

Highlights: Ball pits, climbing partitions, trampoline zones

Perfect for: Younger kids, birthday events, own family outings

5. Funky Monkeys, Andheri West

Funky Monkeys in Andheri West is another top-notch choice for those searching for a laugh-stuffed day. Although typically a play region for more youthful children, it has a committed trampoline section in which children can leap and play competently. With brilliant and tasty decor, it’s best for households with young kids. The surroundings are properly supervised, making sure that all activities are carried out adequately.

Although it does not cater specifically to adults, Funky Monkeys is an exquisite alternative for mothers and fathers looking for a secure, clean, and stimulating environment for his or her children. After a day of leaping and playing, you could explore Andheri’s local eating places or go to the Mall for purchasing and greater enjoyment options.

Location: Andheri West

Highlights: Trampoline segment, ball pit, play areas

Perfect for: Young kids, households

Why Trampoline Parks Are Perfect for All Ages

Trampoline parks provide numerous fitness benefits in addition to being a laugh. Jumping on trampolines complements cardiovascular fitness, improves balance and coordination, and strengthens muscle tissue. For youngsters, these parks offer a wonderful way to live lively while having fun, even as adults can experience the thrill of leaping and working out without the intensity of conventional gym exercises.

Infiniti Mall, known for its international-class buying and entertainment, has been at the vanguard of creating those laugh stories for Mumbaikars. From Bounce Inc.'s thrilling trampoline zones to its family-pleasing parks like Jump N Joy and Happy Planet, Mumbai’s trampoline parks make sure there is something for everybody.

Final Thoughts

The best trampoline parks in Mumbai are more than just locations to jump around; they’re locations for family bonding, health, and amusement. Whether you’re visiting Bounce Inc. at Infiniti Mall or finding out the action at Smaaash or Happy Planet, you’re assured a memorable experience. Trampoline parks provide a thrilling way to break from habits and spend great time with loved ones.

With options unfolding throughout the city, it’s easy to discover a trampoline park for children in Mumbai or one that gives thrills for both youngsters and adults. So, next time you’re searching for a unique, active day trip, head over to one of the high-quality trampoline parks Mumbai has to offer, and get ready to leap into the fun!

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A Guide to Desert Hiking: The Best Trails Around Phoenix for Beginners

Phoenix, Arizona, is known for its stunning desert landscapes, vibrant sunsets, and incredible hiking trails. For beginners, desert hiking can be both thrilling and intimidating, but with the right preparation and trail choices, it becomes a deeply rewarding experience. This guide will introduce you to some of the best beginner-friendly hiking trails around Phoenix, along with practical tips to make your desert hike enjoyable and safe.

1. Why Desert Hiking in Phoenix is Unique

Hiking in the Phoenix desert is unlike hiking in other regions. The Sonoran Desert, which surrounds the city, is home to unique flora and fauna, such as towering saguaro cacti, colorful wildflowers, and animals like roadrunners and coyotes. The rugged terrain, mixed with the arid climate, provides a serene and challenging experience for hikers. However, the desert environment requires hikers to be mindful of the heat, limited water sources, and wildlife.

2. Essential Tips for Beginner Desert Hikers

Before hitting the trails, consider the following tips to ensure a safe and pleasant desert hiking experience:

Hydration is Key: Bring more water than you think you need—at least 2-3 liters per person. The dry air can dehydrate you faster than you realize.

Wear Sun Protection: A wide-brimmed hat, sunglasses, sunscreen, and lightweight, breathable clothing are essential to protect yourself from the harsh sun.

Time Your Hike Wisely: Start your hike early in the morning or late in the afternoon to avoid the intense midday heat. Desert temperatures can soar in the afternoon but cool down rapidly after sunset.

Wear Proper Footwear: Lightweight, closed-toe hiking shoes or boots with good grip are ideal for handling rocky trails and uneven terrain.

Stay on Marked Trails: It’s easy to get disoriented in the desert, so stick to clearly marked trails and carry a trail map or use a GPS app.

Respect Wildlife and Plants: Keep your distance from animals and be mindful not to disturb the unique plants, such as the fragile saguaro cacti.

3. Best Beginner-Friendly Hiking Trails Around Phoenix

Phoenix offers a variety of trails for beginners, providing manageable challenges while showcasing the beauty of the Sonoran Desert. Here are some of the top trails to get you started:

1. Papago Park - Hole-in-the-Rock Trail

Distance: 0.9 miles (loop)

Elevation Gain: 32 feet

Trailhead Location: Papago Park, near the Phoenix Zoo

Highlights: Stunning views of the city skyline and the unique red sandstone formations.

This short and easy trail is perfect for beginners and families. The trail leads to a large rock formation with a natural opening, offering panoramic views of the surrounding desert and Phoenix skyline. It’s an ideal place for sunset photography and a great introduction to desert hiking.

2. South Mountain Park - Judith Tunnell Accessible Trail

Distance: 2 miles (loop)

Elevation Gain: Minimal

Trailhead Location: South Mountain Park, near the South Mountain Environmental Education Center

Highlights: A flat, accessible trail with interpretive signs explaining the local flora and fauna.

This easy trail offers a gentle walk through desert terrain, perfect for beginners or those with mobility limitations. Along the way, you’ll encounter desert plants like ocotillo, cholla cacti, and creosote bushes. It’s a great way to learn about the local ecosystem while getting a light workout.

3. Lost Dog Wash Trail - McDowell Sonoran Preserve

Distance: 2.4 miles (out-and-back)

Elevation Gain: 150 feet

Trailhead Location: Lost Dog Wash Trailhead in Scottsdale

Highlights: Gentle slopes and scenic views of the McDowell Mountains.

This beginner-friendly trail offers wide paths and gradual inclines, making it a great starting point for new hikers. You’ll pass through a classic desert landscape with saguaros, desert wildflowers, and open vistas of the mountains. The trail is well-maintained and provides some shaded rest areas.

4. Deem Hills - Circumference Trail

Distance: 2.4 miles (loop)

Elevation Gain: 278 feet

Trailhead Location: Deem Hills Recreation Area, northwest of Phoenix

Highlights: Views of rolling hills, distant cityscapes, and an easy-to-follow loop trail.

The Circumference Trail is ideal for beginners who want a bit more of a challenge without committing to a longer hike. It offers moderate elevation changes but nothing too strenuous. You’ll encounter beautiful basalt rock formations and may spot small desert wildlife, such as jackrabbits and lizards.

5. Spur Cross Ranch - Metate Trail

Distance: 2.2 miles (out-and-back)

Elevation Gain: 200 feet

Trailhead Location: Spur Cross Ranch Conservation Area, north of Phoenix

Highlights: Shady sections near the creek and Native American petroglyphs.

This scenic trail offers a combination of desert and riparian environments. It passes through patches of mesquite trees and alongside the Spur Cross Creek, offering some welcome shade. Keep an eye out for ancient petroglyphs along the way, providing a glimpse into the region’s history.

4. What to Bring on a Desert Hike

Packing appropriately is essential for a successful hike. Here’s a list of must-have items:

Water: At least 2-3 liters per person.

Snacks: High-energy snacks like trail mix, nuts, and energy bars.

Sun Protection: Sunscreen, sunglasses, and a hat.

Layered Clothing: A lightweight jacket or long sleeves in case of sudden temperature changes.

First Aid Kit: Including blister care and any personal medications.

Navigation Tools: A trail map, compass, or GPS app.

Flashlight or Headlamp: In case the hike takes longer than expected.

Emergency Whistle and Phone: For safety.

5. Safety Precautions for Desert Hiking

Hiking in the desert can be unpredictable. Follow these safety precautions to ensure a trouble-free adventure:

Check the Weather: Avoid hiking during extreme heat or thunderstorms.

Know Your Limits: If you feel tired or dehydrated, don’t hesitate to turn back.

Inform Someone: Let a friend or family member know your hiking plans and expected return time.

Watch for Wildlife: Be aware of rattlesnakes and avoid disturbing them.

Stay Hydrated and Cool: Take frequent breaks and drink water regularly.

6. Post-Hike Recommendations: Where to Relax in Phoenix

After your hike, unwind at one of Phoenix’s many cafés or restaurants. Treat yourself to a refreshing drink or meal at these popular spots:

Luci’s at the Orchard: A great place for smoothies and salads.

Postino WineCafe: Enjoy a cold drink and their famous bruschetta boards.

The Henry: A stylish eatery with fantastic coffee and brunch options.

If you’re looking to cool off, consider visiting the Desert Botanical Garden or Camelback Village Spa, where you can enjoy a massage after your outdoor adventure.

7. Conclusion

Phoenix offers a wealth of beginner-friendly hiking trails that allow you to explore the majestic Sonoran Desert at your own pace. From the easy strolls at Papago Park to the scenic paths of the McDowell Sonoran Preserve, there’s a trail for everyone. With the right preparation and respect for the environment, desert hiking can become a lifelong passion. So grab your water bottle, lace up your hiking shoes, and start exploring the beauty of Phoenix’s desert trails.