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loveshotzz · 2 years ago

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There’s a place for me

Eddie Munson x Fem!reader

Chapter 1/?

Summary: On the run for wrongful murder charges, Eddie finds himself stopping in a sleepy ocean side town far enough from Hawkins where he can lay low for awhile. Running from the people that want him dead, his only hope is that his past doesn’t catch up to him. Especially when he meets the pretty eye’d waitress up the street.

Word count: 5.7k

Warnings: slow burn, angst (Eddie hates himself for running) eventual smut, strangers to lovers. My blog is 18 plus.

A/N: this concept was sent as a request by my irl friend @elthreetimes and as soon as I read it, there was no way it could just be a one shot. It needed to be a series. I feel so lucky that you trust me to bring this story to life, and I hope you enjoy this. Also I couldn’t have done this without my hellfire crew @myobmaya @boomhauer @subparwritersuperbreblogger @sweetsweetjellybean for bouncing ideas and characterizations with me. I seriously couldn’t have written this with out you guys. This is the most ambitious story I’ve ever tried, so here goes nothing. Also bonus points for anyone who guess’s who which character Ron is based off of.

*comments, likes, and reblogs would mean so much if you enjoy my work 💘

For days it felt like all Eddie did was drive, the passage of state signs was his only measurement of time. The hours blending together like the lines on the highway, tangerine skies bleeding vermillion the colors remind him of Chrissy eyes after they exploded inside her head. The beauty of it all being taken away as the image of her crumpled body replays over and over in his mind. With no destination he was driving on auto pilot, only deciding where he was going the third night in.

Hair dripping from the storm outside, his fingers feel bruised from switching out his plates for the third time. Sitting in the back of his van tucked away on the side of a dirt road somewhere in West Virginia, it was the first time in his life he was thankful his dad had taught him a thing or two about evading the law. Stripping off his wet jacket he knew he needed to find somewhere to go. He couldn’t keep driving aimlessly, he didn’t have the money for that. The only cash he had was whatever he’d gotten from his deals earlier in the week, thankful he didn’t spend it on the re up that was suppose to happen the night before everything changed.

He’d never seen the ocean, an elusive place he could only visit in his dreams. Stopped on the boarder between West Virginia and Pennsylvania he wasn’t that far from the east coast. Using his lighter to illuminate the road map he’d found stashed in a messy wad in his glove box he guessed it was maybe a 10 hour drive from the coast. Throwing the idea of sleep out the window with wet clothes making it impossible for him to get comfortable he decided to do what he’s done this whole time, drive.

Watching the early morning sun slowly seep into through the storm clouds the grey sky fades to a more comforting cerulean. Eddie drove with the kind of determination that he wish he’d used to pass high school. Maybe he wouldn’t even be in this mess if he’d just graduated when he was suppose to. Convincing himself he would have been long gone playing guitar in any city that wasn’t Hawkins, he lets himself wallow in self pity till his tires bring him to the ocean.

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Finding his way into a nameless town that wasn’t even listed on his map, it made Hawkins look like New York City. A small strip set on top a broken battered road - he swerves to miss the never ending onslaught of pot holes. The few shops they had were attached to a single grocery store, the sides of the buildings eroding away from the misted wind. Snorting to himself - of course this is where he ends up, a beach side ghost town. Eddie catches the Help Wanted sign hanging in the window of the diner that lay nestled at the end. Sticking out from the rest, the way it’s lit almost makes it look like it glowing against it’s drab surroundings. It was also the only place he’d seen with any sign of human life.

The lights of The Sleepy Hill motel greet him like the four seasons, when his tired van pulls into the mostly empty lot. The flashing vacancy sign is a promise of a bed, his bones worn down and sore the weight of everything finally kicking in. When his dirty white Reebok’s hit the ground his arms reach for the sky in a kitten stretch of his whole body, eyes closing he relishes in the pops he feels in his spine.

Inhaling a deep breath the salt in the air stings his nose, the mist off the shore making his bangs stick to his forehead. Pulling a runway strand of hair from his cheek he finally takes everything in. On one side of him there was nothing but an endless expanse of tumultuous waves raging against the shore line. The storm clouds he had out run were making their way back through, the lingering bitterness of winter still hanging thick in the March air. It wasn’t like the kind of warmness he’d seen on the postcards, or the in the stories that Rick told, this wasn’t Venice Beach. The sight of a light house in the distance brings a slight feeling of comfort when he watches the strobes of light break through the purple hues of the darkness starting to set in over the horizon. Eyes lingering he lets himself sit in it for awhile watching the waves crash into the broken brick holding it up from falling into whatever laid in the water beneath it. When he turns his attention back to the town that took him less then a minute to drive through, the red “EAT HERE” sign that spun on top of the diner mocks his stomach when he realizes it had been almost a whole day with out any real food.

Slamming his car door shut, he takes quick strides to the back making a mental note to drive to the next town over at some point tomorrow to switch out his plates again, it was too risky to try to do it with any car in a town like this. Eyes darting nervously he opens his back doors with shudder that rings out over the sound of the waves. Furrowing his brows in concentration he starts digging though the blankets in the back searching for the outfit he’d found balled up a few nights ago. Forgotten about after a sleep over at Gareth’s, the memory of a time where his life wasn’t like this hurts in a way that he can’t explain. Maybe he wasn’t as miserable as he thought he was — all the little things he took for granted now at the forefront of his mind.

He hadn’t let himself think about Wayne. Maybe it was the adrenaline that kept his mind from going there, or that thing he’d heard about when your own mind blacks things out to protect you, but he hadn’t thought about what that must’ve been like for him to come home to that.

A life less mangled girl he didn’t know and a nephew that no one was going to find. Eddie just ran without a single thought as to what that would mean for him. Scowling to himself he blames the Munson blood that runs through his veins. Images of his Uncle slumped over with tired shoulders, shuffling into the trailer in the early morning hours when the sun is just peaking through the trees. Boots heavy from another double at work, walking right into the nightmare that Eddie left him with.

Eye’s burning he holds back his tears grabbing the balled up shirt and jeans giving them a sniff. They didn’t smell clean but they smelt better then what he was wearing now and that was just going to have to do. Fingers crossed the motel clerk would let him rent a room with out an ID, he was desperate for a shower. Shoving the garments into his backpack he takes another deep breath ignoring the sting this time, closing his eyes he fights away all the emotions that are ready to spill out. Clearing his throat he cracks his neck before slamming the metal doors shut.

Half way across the pavement Eddie stops in his tracks when he see’s the guy behind the counter. Not much older then him there was something oddly familiar about him, when he glances up catching Eddie in his line of sight. Shaggy brown hair parted down the middle and big teeth protruding from below his upper lip, his beady eyes squint as he tries to figure out what Eddie was doing. The sound of a distant boat horn is what makes his feet finally move again, the boy behind the counter standing up as Eddie closes the distance.

There’s a small chime when the glass door swings open, the warmth of the lobby heats him in a way he hadn’t realized he missed until its hits his skin. There’s an awkwardness that hangs thick in the air when the door closes behind him. Eddie hadn’t talked to another living soul in days besides mumbling the amount of cash and on what pump at gas stations. The man behind the desk who’s name tag said ‘Ron’ was staring at him like he was trying to pin point something familiar about the metal head, and it was making Eddie’s palms sweat. The anxiety of being caught tightening in his chest. Scratching the back of his neck he clears his throat.

“Hi — hey, man I’m uhh- I’m looking to get a room?” He tries to hide how startled he is at his own voice having not heard it in hours.

Ron’s silence doesn’t break much to his dismay as he takes in Eddie’s appearance. Dark eyes trail over his disheveled form before flicking back towards his van in the parking lot. It wasn’t just his palms that were sweating now.

“What’s your deal? You some kinda rockstar or something?” Ron finally breaks his silence, stunned it takes Eddie a minute to comprehend what exactly he’s being asked. When he finally wraps his head around the question he has to actively stop the snort that threatens to come out.

Looking down at his wrinkled hellfire shirt, the cotton is stained with a mixture of dirt and grime from the nights in his van. The whites of his Reebok’s barely visible under the dried up mud from last nights storm. Having caught a glimpse of his reflection in the glass of the door on his way in, he knew his wild mane looked like a bird had laid nest in it.

“Excuse me, what?”

Ron sucks his teeth shrugging.

“You just look like that Van Halen guy, but there’s no way you’d be here if you were actually him I’d reckon.” He says matter of factly before sitting back down in his desk. “And he wouldn’t look like he just rolled around in a pigs play pin. Or maybe he would? I don’t know the life style of a celebrity.” He adds with a wave of his hand.

Stunned and completely unsure of how to respond to the man in front of him, the conversation was not going a direction Eddie had even seen coming. Opening and closing his mouth a few times, he finally finds his voice again.

“Yeah, not Eddie Van Halen. My name is Eddie though, Eddie umm Henderson.” He winces internally when Dustin’s last name leaves his mouth.

“Eddie Henderson? That’s not very rock and roll.” Ron tuts before looking up at Eddie from his computer.

Feeling his frustration start to reach it’s tipping point, his fists clench at his sides before they release. Running a hand over his face he exhales sharply through his nose mustering up enough self control to answer politely.

“Sorry to disappoint.” Eddie pointedly looks at his name tag before adding with a curt smile. “Ron.”

Arching a brow, the man at the front desk brings his attention back to the computer screen with a hum. The awkwardness from before becomes almost suffocating in the small room. The growing silence between them lasting long enough that Eddie starts to panic.

“Look man, I’m just trying to get a room for a few nights then I’ll be out of your hair okay? I’m not some rockstar who’s gonna trash the place. I’m a nobody.”

Eyes never leaving the screen the sound of the mouse clicking is the only noise filling the space.

“Got an I.D. Eddie Henderson?” Ron’s tone is flat when finally looks up at eddie through the hood of his lashes, his own irritation clear on his blemished face.

The question he knew was coming still stiffens his body when it leaves his mouth, but the thought of another night sprawled out on the damp blankets on the metal floor of his van is enough for the burning sensation of tears to sting his tired eyes again. Shuffling on his feet, he readjusts his backpack.

“I’ve got cash, I can pay for at least two days up front.” Stepping closer to the desk his fingers drum against the counter top nervously, doe eyes pleading to show him a shred of mercy.

“No, I.D. No ro—“

Digging the 200 of the 250 he had left from his pocket, he slaps it on the desk in a crumpled lump. His survival instincts kicking in with a new level of stubbornness he didn’t know he had. He wasn’t leaving until he had keys to a bed and a shower.

“Please, man. I’m begging you.” The tears that had been threatening fall finally breach his strong hold, a single droplet landing onto his bottom lashes. He wipes it away quickly with the back of his hand, sniffing he closes his eyes collecting himself again. “I’ll keep to myself, you won’t even know I’m here.”

Ron’s eyes soften at the desperation is Eddie’s voice, despite policy there was something sincere about the mysterious stranger standing in front of him.

“200 will get you three nights.” Reaching over the counter he grabs the crumbled up bills before standing up, turning to the wall of keys behind him.

Relief floods his body as he watches Ron’s fingers skim over the glistening metal dangling from the dark blue wall. Blinking back tears the tense muscles in his shoulders release some of the stress they’d been carrying for the last 700 miles.

“Room 10, it’s at the very end. No parties rockstar.” Handing over the single key, it hung from a round burgundy keychain, a faded gold 10 stamped onto the plastic. Eddie can’t help but actually laugh this time, his mood lifted for a fleeting moment.

“Seriously, thank you. You won’t regret this I promise.” Snatching the key before he had a chance to change his mind, he clasps both hands together in front of his face bowing slightly in appreciation.

“There’s free coffee in here every morning. If you bring your key to the diner up the road you get a ten percent discount. We don’t have laundry but there’s a laundromat next to the grocery store, it’s open weird hours you’ll have to check the sign.” Ron prattles on, his voice becoming more professional now that Eddie was a paying guest.

“Thank you, thank you, thank you.” Walking backwards Eddie kicks the door open, the chill in the air sending a shiver down his spine.

“Nice to meet you Eddie Henderson.”

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The walls of the motel room match the ones in the front office, the sapphire paint chipping at the edges of the ivory trim. The single bed in the middle was covered in a crimson duvet, two fluffed pillows propped against the black head board tempting him enough that he almost throws the idea of a shower and food out the window. Toeing off his shoes, the socks that should be a crisp white are the color of ash and it reminds him just how dirty he really is. Dropping his bag on the floor he starts peeling off his clothes making his way to wash off the last 72 hours.

A satisfied groan falls from between his chapped lips when the heat of the water hits his skin. Tilting his head back he lets it run through his thick tangled waves, pooling at his feet the water is tinged brown. Turning he faces the stream with closed eyes letting it wash over his face as he tries to find peace in his thoughts. The fear seeing Chrissy suspended in the air every time he closed his eyes was what prevented him from the sleep his strained body needed.

After spending longer then he should wrapped up in the warmth of the shower, he can’t ignore the growling in his stomach, remembering the discount at the diner he forces himself out.

The cheap blow dryer makes his hair frizz with more volume then he was used to, holding it down with both hands on either side of his head he sighs exasperated when he lets it go and it bounces back with more force.

Whatever, he didn’t know anyone here and he wasn’t going to be around long.

Changing into his cleaner clothes, he pats down his jeans feeling something in his back pocket. Reaching behind him his fingers come in contact with the thin plastic foiling of a crumpled half full pack of cigarettes he’d left in a drunk mess one night.

“Fuck. Yes.” He mutters to himself feeling a little more like a person rather then just a passenger in his own body for the first time in the last three days.

Grabbing his jacket off the bed nimble fingers search for his lighter once the leather is wrapped around his shoulders. Smirking when he finds it, he heads for the door grabbing his key off the off the dresser. Turning around before he leaves he takes one good look at his new home for the next few days. It wasn’t much but it was better then hiding off on the side roads begging to get caught.

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The rocks crunch under his feet as he walks up the wounded asphalt towards the diner, the mist in the air taming the poof in his hair as he struggles to get the cigarette lit. The hint of tobacco on his tongue teasing him as the gust off the shore snuffs out the flame every single time.

“Jesus fucking Christ.” dangling in his lips he stops for a second to switch positions so his back was facing the direction of the wind. “You’ve got to be shitting me.” Grumbling he snatches it out of his mouth in a huff before shoving it back in his pocket. Keeping his hands dug in into his jacket his face is set in a hard glare as he hits the parking lot of the diner. The inside gleams brightly and it’s the stark contrast to the dark moody-ness of his thoughts and the outside.

There’s families gathered in the windows laughing in the warmth of the light and he does his best to ignore the pang in his chest. Shoving down the realization of just how alone he really is now, he wasn’t ready to mentally unpack that yet.

Opening the single glass door of the entrance, the sound of the oldies station plays under the low hum of everyone’s chatter. Red vinyl covering the seats, a row of booths line the outside, the white walls barely visible decorated, covering almost every inch in various collectibles. The long bar attached to the kitchen extends down the length of the restaurant lined with stools.

Unlike the booths, the bar was filled with truckers and waderers. Hunched over their food alone in their thoughts. Taking a seat where he belonged the chain of his wallet clinks loudly against the metal of the stool.

The menu was already laid out on the formica counter top, just a page long the corners of the lamination are creased after obvious years of use. His eyes strain to read the red words that pop out against the white of the paper, the sleepless nights slowly catching up to his body. He tries pulling it further from his face to get a better look completely unaware of the pair of eyes watching him.

“Need some help with the menu?” A melodious voice breaks his concentration. Looking for the owner he comes face to face with you.

Almost as if someone knocked the wind out of him the softness of your features stuns him enough that he can’t find his voice. The dress you wear as a uniform wraps tightly around your curves and he fights his eyes from wandering. Hand on the counter in front of him you lean into his space, the smell of maple syrup hits his nose �� sickly sweet he wants nothing more then to close his eyes and bask in it. Your warm gaze lands on his face and it feels like he’s looking up at the bright sun on a summer day. You didn’t look like you belonged here.

Realizing he hadn’t answered you, he clears his throat trying to shake his nerves. He was never good at talking to girls, especially not girls that looked like you and definitely not under these circumstances.

“You’re new around here.” You grin eyeing the slightly disheveled boy in front of you.

“Do you have burgers?” Blurting out his question he closes his eyes embarrassed when he realizes he’s ignored your observation too caught up to think straight. “Sorry.”

Laughing sweetly you take the menu from his hands finger tips brushing against his, the connection making his cheeks blossom pink.

“Sure do, how do you want it?” Pulling out your pocket sized note book from your apron, his eyes catch the red of your nail polish and for some reason it makes his cheeks deepen to match.

“Medium is —uh, is fine.” Scratching the back of his neck he watches the way your pen swoops gracefully against the paper.

“Fries okay?” Looking up at him from under your lashes his breath hitches loud enough for you to hear, the reaction making you bite your lip in a smile.

“Yeah, fries are, fries are great.” Exhaling loudly he gives you a tight lipped smile wishing he could bury his head in the sand.

“Anything to drink?” Ripping the page you turn around slipping it through the small window of the kitchen behind you. The line cook grabs it with a curt nod before you bring the full force of your stare back to him.

“Water is fine.” The sentence is short but he gets it out with out a hitch at least. Rubbing his hands nervously on his thighs he catches the mischievous glint dance around your eyes.

A small knowing smirk plays on your lips before walking away to the drink station at the other end of the long bar.

“Real fucking smooth.” Eddie grumbles to himself catching the attention of the trucker seated next to him.

“If that makes you feel any better son, I think she thought it was cute.” The gruffness of his voice reminds him of his Uncle, the few moments with you had made him almost forget about why he was here in the first place. Guilt slowly starting to eat away at him as he tries to re focus his thoughts, the familiar sting coming back to his eyes.

Before Eddie has a chance to respond your sliding the glass in front of him, eyes never leaving his as you pull out a straw from your front pocket. This time he’s strong enough to hold your gaze even if the red on his cheeks spreads to his neck.

“It’ll be like 15 minutes, Freddy’s pretty quick.” Nodding back towards the kitchen, Eddie tries to listen to you but he’s too focused on the sheen of your lip gloss. A sharp elbow to his side snaps him out of his trance, his new friend trying to help him out.

“Oh— okay, thanks.” Dropping his eyes down he brings all of his attention to unwrapping his straw, silently scolding himself for being even less smooth then the first interaction. The only reason he knows you’ve walked away is the loss of sweetness that settles in the air in your presence.

Shoving the straw in his drink, the ice clinks loudly against the glass before taking a big gulp. When the water washes over his tongue in a wave of rejuvenation, he closes his eyes humming in satisfaction sucking more then half the glass down before pushing it away with a wipe of his mouth. He can feel what the needed hydration does for him in his finger tips, his brain function starting to sharpen.

Chocolate eyes finding you again, he watches the way you move around the restaurant with ease. Everything you were doing seemed second nature, bending down to meet the kids at eye level he watched the families stare up at you with the same adoration on their faces. It wasn’t just him you effected like that, it was every one.

Cleaning off one of the booths, he watches you bend over the table — selfishly letting his eyes wander your body in the way he’d fought off before. Expertly stacking the dirty plates in your arms, you shove the cash tip they’d left in your apron. Turning on your heel you catch his stare, stopping for a brief moment before your lips tug up in a way that makes him avert his gaze — but even he knew it was too late. He’d been caught.

Closing his eyes when you walk by he inhales deeply, chasing the comfort your scent brings. You smelt like Sunday mornings with his mom, the only childhood memories he was fond of. He watched as you disappeared through the double doors of the kitchen, loud voices greeting you once you were hidden in the back. It was obvious you’d been here for awhile. The urge to try and piece together your story is a welcoming distraction from his own.

You aren’t back there long before you push back through with a toothy grin, shaking your head in amusement. An irrational hint of jealousy settles deep in his gut at whoever was making you laugh like that. The high pitch ding of the kitchen bell brings his attention back to the small window, a burger and fries so warm he could see the steam coming off the bun sit waiting for you to collect. Brain going empty he can feel himself start to salivate, his hunger taking front and center in his mind now.

Too focused on his food he has better self control of his eyes when you go to grab it. Sliding the plate in front of him Eddie mumbles a thank you before snatching the burger, ignoring the way it heats under his finger tips.

Taking a giant bite he immediately opens his mouth at the shock of the burn, his initial reaction to spit it out is stopped when he looks up to see you watching him with crossed arms as you lean against the back counter.

“I would have told you to give it a minute, but I thought that was obvious.” Teasing him, Eddie fans his open mouth searching for reprieve only swallowing it when the pain subsides. Taste buds inflamed and seared he takes another gulp of water basking in the way it soothes his mouth.

“Sorry, I haven’t really eaten all day.” Grabbing a fry he dunks it into the small ceramic cup filled with ketchup before tossing it into his mouth. Curious eyes land on yours making him wonder what’s keeping your attention as he eats with out manners.

“So, what are you running from?” Choking on his food at your question his eyes go wide, maybe the news had made it’s way over here.

“W-what do you mean?” Swallowing loudly his appetite suddenly disappears.

“I mean, I’ve never seen you before. People either move here to run from something or they’re just passing through.” You shrug as if your question was nonchalant. “So are you a runner or a wanderer?”

“What are you?” Eddie counters back arching a brow before taking another sip of water.

The smirk you give him is almost devilish when you push yourself off the counter invading his space again. The smell he can’t get enough of swirling around him in a dizzying effect.

“I’m a runner.” There’s something hidden behind your eyes that he can’t decipher when you give him your answer unashamed. “I told you mine, it’s your turn now.”

Of course you weren’t from here, how could you be?

“Runner.” He says simply already nervous he shared too much. Averting his eyes he plops another fry in his mouth before he remembers that this 15 dollar meal was gonna put a significant hole in his remaining funds.

Looking back up from his food he sees you’re already half way down the bar walking he hasn’t even asked you about the Now Hiring sign dangling from the window.

“Hey! — I mean wait.” Eddie’s outburst catches you and half the diners attention and despite his embarrassment he doesn’t miss the way your lips curve up when you make your way back to him.

“Yes?” Raising your eyebrows in question you plant both hands on the counter top in front of him leaning forward a stance that keeps his Eddie swimming.

“I saw your help wanted sign in the window.” Clearing his throat for more confidence “How would a runner apply for said job?”

“You haven’t even told me your name, and you don’t even know what we’re hiring for.” All valid points leave your mouth and he nods with a scratch of his head.

“It’s Eddie, Eddie Henderson.” He said it once and now he just has to roll with it, he’ll apologize to Dustin if he ever sees him again. “I’m not picky, I’ll do anything. Just in desperate need for some cash.”

“Well Eddie Henderson, I guess that means you’re planning on staying here long enough to get work huh?” Tongue poking the side of your cheek he can tell there’s ideas bouncing around in your head.

“Yeah, for a little bit.” Eddie didn’t want to tell you that his time here was numbered in the single digits or that he needed the work so he wouldn’t become completely homeless in the next few days while he ran from the law.

Blowing out a loud breath, you drum your hands on the counter before turning around towards the white board behind you with various names and schedules scribbled on it. He wondered which was you. Grabbing an application from the stack that was pinned on the board you turn back around around pulling a pen from your pocket. Clicking it open you set it down for him to fill out.

Eddie wastes no time in scribbling out his fake information, chest swelling with excitement. He didn’t think it would be this easy and despite your stare making him nervous he could feel his own smile pull at his lips just for a moment.

“I’m just gonna need an ID to show my boss.”

The sentence leaves your mouth and Eddie wants to fucking scream, his grip on the pen becoming so hard he was close to snapping it in half. It was an issue at the motel why wouldn’t be an issue here? It’s not like he didn’t have one, it just had all of his real information on it. Information that had the potential to get him caught.

“I- I don’t have one.” It’s quiet when it leaves his mouth voice shaking and defeated. Meeting your eyes again he notices how they soften as if you could read his mind.

“You moved to a new town without any ID?” You question is gentle when it comes out watching the way his shoulders slump. The first smile you’d seen grace his handsome features slowly fading away.

“I’m afraid I can’t give this to him with out some kind of proof as to who you are.” It’s lame when it comes out of your mouth and you wish it could be different when you watch his big doe eyes glass over.

“It’s fine, I’ll figure something out. I appreciate the help none the less.” Eddie gives slight nod pushing the application away, his brain already starting to reel with no back up plan lined up. He feels fucking stupid.

Unsure how to comfort the cute mysterious stranger you shove your pen back in your pocket giving him your most apologetic look. The air shifting into something that felt like you should give him privacy— you walk away as he digs for his wallet.

Throwing a twenty on the table, he’s too embarrassed to even ask for the discount. He takes one last big bite of his burger before goes to stand up, the sudden urge to sleep becoming over powering with the hope a better idea would come to him tomorrow.

“Hey, actually.” Your honeyed voice drips through his very obvious despair.

Stopping him before he had a chance to leave, Eddie’s chestnut eyes meet yours in question.

Biting at your bottom lip, he can tell your nervous to ask him whatever was bouncing around in your head.

“Do you know anything about cars?” The thought of your late grandmothers car sitting motionless in your drive way comes to mind and how desperate you were for a pair of working wheels.

“I mean I’m no mechanic, but I can do the basics.” He offers back with a shrug.

“Good enough for me, I live by the beach not far from the motel down the road, it’s a shitty yellow house you can’t miss it. I’ve got a car you can come look at tomorrow, if you think you can fix it I’ll hire you myself.” Eddie doesn’t know why you’re being so nice to him but he’s not going to turn you down the offer. Even if he can’t fix it, he sure as shit was going to figure out how.

“Alright, sure yeah, I’ll come by.” Trying to contain his excitement the smile you’d already missed comes creeping back to his face.

“Perfect, I’ll see you around 10? I’ve gotta work at 4 so that should be plenty of time for you to come take a look yeah?” Not wanting to tease that six hours is plenty of time to do a normal check up on a car he just nods instead.

“I’ll be there at 10.” With a nod of his head and the first genuine smile on his face in days, he pushes back out into the developing storm.

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Head swirling with the events of the day the cheap motel bed moans under his weight as he stares up at the water marks on the ceiling tile. The feathers of the pillows underneath him bring back the heaviness of his eyelids as all the muscles in his body finally relax. The fear of sleep slowly slipping to the back of his mind when the softness of your smile replays on a loop behind closed eyes.

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jwirecs · 2 years ago

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Recommended BTS Fics of October💖

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Auburn Skies || @persphonesorchid💕💔✅💯💯

↳ Everyone knows that if your best friend has a little sister, she’s off limits. That, and the fact that your best friend will probably kill you if you even think about going near his sister. Yoongi knows this. There’s no way he could tell Namjoon that once upon a time you kissed him, drunk in his living room after a break up. So much time’s passed since then, too much time to bring it up now, but Yoongi still thinks about it, he’s still a little hopeful. Now you’re here and you clearly have something you want to say to Yoongi. Namjoon’s gonna kill him.

Sharing is Caring || @97erstan💕��💯💯

↳ Your bestfriend is diligent in his attempts at persuading you to let him move into your house. (i feel like this is going to be a best friends to lovers type of au so its going here)

Match Made In Hell || @ughcore🔞💕💔🔄💯💯💯

↳ Yoongi truly can’t imagine things getting any worse than the predicament he has found himself in now. Betrothed to a woman he hasn’t met, career on hold and his parents pressuring him into marriage with a sharp stick, ushering him to walk off the plank into the fiery pits of hell that is arranged matrimony with some poor, foolish girl.

No Kisses || @icedmatchatae🔞💕💔✅💯

↳ It's championship week! The most anticipated week of the school year; however, leading up to the events, you and your council must collaborate with the football team to promote school spirit and pride. Unfortunately, you're forced to work with your number one enemy, Football team captain and fuck boy, Kim Taehyung, known for having a mysterious "no kisses" rule.

Pick of the Patch || @taestefully-in-luv🔞💕💔✅💯

↳ You’re a struggling artist with a strong desire to escape so when your mother suddenly calls and asks you to return home to replace her in this years Harvest Festival dance, you never said yes faster. However, she informs you that you’ll be working with another dancer, Kim Taehyung and upon meeting, you decide you do not like him…but right when you think you could grow up and move past it, Taehyung makes it clear that he does not like you either

Whatta Catch || @aredheadedmess💕💔✅💯💯

↳ One, two, three strikes you’re out. When opposing opinions find you roughing it up with the university’s star pitcher, he makes it his mission to show that you’re wrong about college sports—and maybe your feelings about the player himself.

3:27AM || @untaemedqueen🔞💕💔✅💯💯💯💯💯💯

↳ Request: This time a Yoongi one where he wakes up in the middle of the night to his s/o’s phone ringing like crazy so he checks it and sees it’s her ex. So he answers the phone only to prove that she’s taken by having sex with her with her ex on the phone. Can the s/o be overstimulated as well? (i have no words. clearly the amount of 100s says alot)

Quiet & Qualms || @sugafreeagustd-blog💕✅

↳ Your quiet vacation brings your qualms to the surface.

Drabble: Apple Bobbing || @kithtaehyung💕✅💯💯💯

↳ apple bobbing at an autumn fair, yoongi looks disgustingly hot all wet (part of the three tangerines series and i just need to take a deep breath cause dam. also i didnt have a fckboy section so its going in this section for the time being)

Confident || @h0neypjm 🔞💕💔🔄💯

↳ After giving Jungkook the best suck of his life he’s left wondering if what you said was true. Was it really your first time? ‘Cause Jungkook thinks you might’ve lied.

Pretty Kitty || @sweetheartjeongguk🔞💕💔🔄💯

↳ never in his life would taehyung have expected the shy girl from his history class to be the sex kitten on his computer screen. (brb let me take some deep breaths)

Tears Dry || @codebts🔞💔✅

↳ “he walks away, the sun goes down. he takes the day, but i’m grown. and in your grey, in this cool shade, my tears dry on their own.” (authors note said it might be just one part, but who knows)

Touchdown || @flurrys-creativity🔞💕💔✅💯

↳ Being the club manager of your all inclusive college football team wasn’t always peachy but you loved it nonetheless. Until the new recruits arrived and turned everything you knew upside down. Especially the new star Jeon Jungkook had your mind spiraling

The Deal || @untaemedqueen🔞💕💔✅💯

↳ (there wasnt a summary and i suck at making summaries but like read it when you can! plus i swear i’ve read this but you know, it doesnt hurt to read this again)

Forever, We are Young || @taegularities 💔✅💯💯

↳ How would you imagine BTS to be in 25 years? Despite the fact that their disbandment happened half an eternity ago, there are still deep issues between the now grown-up men. Meeting after decades again, they know it’s time to settle them once and for all - but certainly not without finding each other all over again as well. (i feel like everyone needs to read this at some point, just to like idk mentally prepare them in some sort of way.)

A Year of Sunshine || @herecomesjoon💕💔✅💯

↳ You had always talked about being parents, but you didn’t imagine it would happen like this.

An Affair of the Art || @raplinesmoon💕💔✅💯💯

↳ One rainy day looking at art sets off a spiral of events Namjoon can’t control, leaving his heart for the taking (ngl i can actually picture him taking his kid to the museums. like that sht is cute af)

Daisy || @chateautae 🔞💕💔✅💯

↳ sleeping with your infuriating, unfairly attractive rival in art school? stupid. sleeping with him without protection? even more stupid. when you became pregnant with kim taehyung’s child at 21, your young lives suddenly derailed for the worst. fulfilling your parental roles early on proved difficult, but five years later, perhaps it was time to give your complicated relationship a second chance; not only for yourselves, but for your baby daughter—daisy.

Lullaby || @herecomesjoon💕✅💯

↳ If Yoongi had his way, and he often did, he would stay up every night to take care of his little girl.

Everything Falls (Into Place) || @blog-name-idk🔞💕💔✅

↳ Your new roommates are unbearably nice and unbearably hot. Good thing you're an adult who is fully capable of platonic friendships with the opposite sex, right?

Home || @vyduan🔞💕🔄💯💯

↳ Uh, the OT7 supernatural filth but like cozy and middle-aged with a passel of children that no one asked for. Blame Park Jimin’s Folio Teaser (even though he’s not even in the scene) but like fuck him and fuck me. (the “fuck him and fuck me” part of the summary, i feel you. had me cackling, but i feel you)

Little Do You Know || @yoongiofmine🔞💕💔🔄💯

↳ In a world where idols and actors can’t date, whether it be because of contracts, lack of time, or the dangers that involve having your personal life leaked, the market opened up for a new work field. Playmate Agencies emerged to supply the entertainment world with highly trained companions for hire. Bangtan is looking for new playmates. And you just happen to be the one all of them choose. (cant wait for s2 of this)

Lost and Found || @flowerfangz🔞💕💔🔄💯💯

↳ y/n knew basically living in the woods she was asking for some crazy things to happen but she didn't think the thing to happen would be two hybrids at her door asking for help in the middle of the night while one is injured. (expect a few ongoing fics from this author on this months fic recs cause LORD HAVE MERCY)

The Freak || @flowerfangz💕💔🔄

↳ having been in the fighting ring for years, the night started like any other one but you haven't met a hybrid like him, someone made so different like you. You expected the fight to go like any other but who knew the orange eyed man was your get away?

To Be Loved || @flowerfangz 🔞💕💔🔄💯

↳ after presenting late, your parents were embarrassed by you. In hopes of saving their image they arrange for you to be married to their friend's son, who turns out to make your life hell for years until you can't take it anymore. You'd rather die trying to get away then die not trying at all. As you run under the blue moon you can't help but wonder what is it like to be loved?

Coffee || @crownjimin💕💔✅💯💯

↳ the enemies to lovers social media au where min yoongi refuses to date a cheerleader, but yoon haryun might be able to change that.

The Comforts of Creatures || @interesting-interludes🔞💕💔🔄💯

↳ you’re a prisoner here, but you can’t remember why. you can’t remember much of anything. not where you came from, not who you are, not even what you are. what happens when a pack of terrifying monsters breaks into the facility where you’re being held. not to kill you, but to…protect you?

Caught in the Crossfire || @taleasnewastime 🔞💕💔✅💯💯💯

↳ Taehyung kills people, he isn’t ashamed to admit it (though it’s not something he shouts about). To date he has never found a reason that someone didn’t deserve to die. That the person hadn’t committed some hideous act. That the world wouldn’t be a better place without them in it. But that was before he got sent your information. (AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.)

Crimson || @btsstan12💕✅💯💯💯

↳ The time when the wind changes and you can feel poetry in the air is autumn. Autumn is also called fall. This time, maybe literally for Namjoon as he falls for the girl with her nose buried in a book. He navigates his small crush on her with crimson cheeks, crunch of leaves and the changing winds. (i am soft, this is so soft)

Fool for You || @btsgotjams27💕💔🔄

↳ When Jungkook is finally single, you shoot your shot.

Make an Offer || @bangtanintotheroom🔞✅

↳ Money in exchange for companionship and fucking? It was an arrangement that you were comfortably taking part in with your current sugar daddy. But when you lock eyes with a stranger during a night out, you’re approached with an offer that could shake things up.

Bad and Sweet Trilogy || @helenazbmrskai🔞💕💔✅

↳ (no summary, three different one shots. i love)

Do check out all of the other BTS Fics that i have reblogged as well!!

** if there is any fics that you guys would like to recommend, please do! i am slowly running out of fics to read **

#bts scenarios #bts fluff #bts angst #bts smut #bts strangers to lovers au #bts best friends to lovers au #bts mafia au #bts hybrid au #bts dad au #bts fuckboy au #bts established relationship au #bts enemies to lovers au #bts fic recs #bts recs #bts werewolf au #bts soulmate au

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cherrynoize · 4 years ago

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Updated 16.12.20

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You’re My Forever

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Hold Me By My Heart

The Guessing Game They Love to Play

Wayward Travellers

Backpedal

Family Ties

Drive Me Wild

Want you Here (Assistant!Y/N)

Out of Sight, Out of Mind

Too Busy for a Baby

Half a Heart Part II

Anger and Inhaler

Lonely this Christmas

Green Eyes

Falling

Be My Mistake Part II

Spells and Curses

Purple Clouds and Tangerine Skies

Let’s Hurt Tonight

Love Always Part II Part III Part IV

My Biggest Regret

Josslyn

Falling

42 Hours Part II.

Vegan Cupcakes

Oak in a Flowerpot

“It’s Not That Important”

Who’s Your Daddy

Trouble in Shangri La

CrossRoads

Mute Part II Part III

Commitment Part II

Broken Promises Part II Part III

Safety Net

Tarnish

Smut

Hangin’ on the Telephone

When I Kissed the Teacher

Kodachrome

I Can Feel You Take Control

Pilot Harry

Erotica Writer!Harry

Under the Table

Primavera

Cecilia

Meet Me in the Copy Room

Screw My Brain Till It Hurts

Intentional

Kindergarten Teachers

Dreamboat

The Cottage

Just Little Old Me

Series

Somebody Else

Flatmate

My Girl

Muse

Smooth Operator

Unfair Affair

Scorpio Season (Ghost!Harry)

The Boy Next Door (Uni!Harry)

Aster (Tattoo Artist!Harry)

Citrine (Witch!Harry)

Chiaroscuro (Vampire!Harry)

For the Summer

#harry styles angst #harry styles smut #harry styles fluff #harry styles fic #harry styles fic rec

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a-crepusculo · 3 years ago

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The Sight of Her - Part I (Ethan x MC)

Book: Open Heart Pairing: Dr. Ethan Ramsey x Dr. Marchia Bisognin (F!MC) Series: Five Senses Series Series Premise: Ethan navigates his thoughts and feelings towards Marchia using the faculties of sight, smell, hearing, taste, and touch. Rating: General Warning(s): None Word Count: ± 500 words

A/N: Here it is, friends, my first attempt at making a mini-series. I’m feeling awfully nervous, but I hope you guys will like it!

Watching the sun dip below horizon as magnificent hues of tangerine and indigo overtakes nature’s evening sky, is beautiful. Staring into the deep blue waters while embracing the peaceful melody of waves crashing, is beautiful. Love—his inexplicable yet treasured feeling towards her—is beautiful.

But, to Ethan Ramsey, saying Marchia Ivy Bisognin is merely beautiful would be an understatement.

Her eyes are anything but dull. It is bewitching, intoxicating, addicting; effortlessly urging him to get lost in her. Every move, every peek, every gaze is a language of her own—waiting to be deciphered by him.

Under the sunlight, her eyes glistened with a radiant green veil of jade; conveying a thousand words in a heartbeat. Much like her passionate spirit, the blazing fire in her eyes would never dwindle, even in the darkest time. Indeed, those beautiful eyes had become a portal to her soul, a passage to the arcane side of her.

Needless to say, that one simple glance on the balcony under Miami’s night skies meant there was no turning back for him.

Her rosy lips are small, yet plump and voluptuous. He would stare at them first thing in the morning while she was still deep in her slumber; appreciating every line that came together to make a perfect M shape.

Whether it was the way the corners of her lips turned upward each time he brought home her favorite ice cream, or how she comfortably mouthed ‘I love you’ before going in to her office, or the way she stretched the tight skin of her cheeks to flaunt her signature grin at him; he cherished every single bit of it.

Especially when she slowly bites her lower lip; tempting him to devour her right then and there.

Her hair is the color of gold with a touch of whiskey sprouting from her roots. After long hours at work, she would typically let her hair undone—disarray as it fell around her shoulders.

A gentle summer breeze would greet her wavy curls with such delicacy, such finesse. The winds would make shorter pieces of her hair fall forward in front of her face, permitting him to stroke the velvety strands and tuck it behind her ears.

She is stunning, she is breathtaking.

Every outfit she wore clung to her like it was holding on to dear life, accentuating every curve and dip on her body. Her slender waist—smooth as the water cascading down a waterfall—made it easy for him to envision sinful activities he would like to indulge with her.

They say beauty lies in the eye of the beholder.

Yet, a person would have to be brainless and vacuous to not acknowledge the beauty of her. The allure, the charm, the elegance, the extravagance, the appeal of her—the woman of his dreams.

By now, Ethan had already knew that there is more to her than meets the eye.

Nonetheless, he can never get enough of the sight of her.

Additional A/N: Some chapters might be longer or shorter than the other, but I’m trying not to make it too long. Any constructive criticism, feedback, or comments are very much welcomed because I really suck at making a series asjklasjdlhas. As always, thank you for reading this! 🤍

I’ll be tagging in a separate post!

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angelsanarchy · 1 year ago

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Tangerine Skies: Possum x Y/N Series CH 4

Tagging: @svgarcaine @icarus-star @romanroyapoligist @tempt-ress @madamemaximoff06 @shady-the-simp @liquidsmoothdomme @auggiethecreator @ethical-cain-vinnel @blacksoul-27

TW: Fucking, P n V, Fingering, Squirting

"Wait, John! Where did my tips go?" Y/n looked for the jar that sat on the countertop.

"You know those have to be split." He snorted.

"I'm the only person working doubles. Who the hell am I splitting them with?" She asked confused and he held up the cash in his hand.

"You know the rules darlin'. I let you work here, you've got to pay me." She hated John. He was a scummy, perverted trash goblin who constantly took advantage of the women who worked at the diner. The one time he made a pass at her, she almost broke his wrist and threatened to cut his pecker off if he ever tried again. Now he's an absolute prick about paying her.

"This is bullshit and you know it." She took her apron off and tossed it on the counter.

"You could always quit. Plenty of broads around here looking for pocket change." Y/n gave John the finger before getting in her car and heading back to the campsite. She must have startled Possum because he ran out of his tent with wide eyes.

"I thought you were a cop...sorry." He admitted. Y/n ignored him and stormed into the RV. Possum stood confused until she burst back out of the RV with a change of clothes in her hands and slammed them down on the picnic table.

"I'm so fucking sick and tired of having to put up with the bastards of this stupid town and making it seem like anyone who wasn't spit out here is some sort of loser." She tore her nametag off her blouse and Possum continued to stand silently, listening to her rant.

"I work really fucking hard to be able to live how I live and all I wanted was to save enough for me to get out of here and back on the road for my next adventure." She kicked her shoes off and started to take her pantyhose off.

"I shouldn't have to work twice as hard because I have goals beyond this place. It's not fair." She started undoing the buttons of the uniform and Possum's eyebrows went up. She peeled the uniform off and stood in her bra and panties now as she raged.

"Why does it seem like I'll never get out of here? Why is it acceptable for perverts to hold the power of a paycheck over someone's head?" She stepped into a pair of shorts and Possum nodded his head.

"Sounds like you had a bad day." He finally spoke lighting a joint.

"I did. I had the worst day and I wanted to quit so bad but I only need another grand before I can get out of here and go where with enough gas." Y/n explained throwing a big shirt over her head.

"I can't help with that but I can certainly help take the edge off." He held up the joint and walked it towards her. She slouched feeling the tension leave her shoulders and Possum smiled, reaching up and pulling her hair down so she was now fully relaxed. Y/n shook her hair out and Possum laughed. She liked to see him smile. She took the joint from his hand and took a long drag of it, stepping back and looking him over.

"How high are you right now?" She asked curiously.

"I'm lucid...why?" He asked equally curious about her questioning. She moved towards him carefully and extended her hand with the joint in it but when he reached for it, she pulled it back towards herself slowly causing him to step towards her. She used her free hand to touch his neck and kiss him carefully. Possum moaned against her lips for a few moments before pulling back.

"Would you object to taking the edge off a different way?" Y/n pitched. Possum moved his lips trying to form words but then made a noise like he was trying to calculate something in his head.

"Are you suggesting that we fuck?" Possum asked casually. Y/n nodded her head and Possum mimicked her nod.

"Yeah yeah that could work." He was the one to grab her this time, taking her by surprise as he kissed her once more. Running his hands up the front of her shirt and gripping her breasts roughly. Y/n felt him backing her into the picnic table until her legs hit it.

"W-wait, the joint." She held it up and ashed it out on the table and put it in his pocket before pulling his vest off. Y/n yanked her shirt over her head and Possum picked her up off her feet by surprise.

Possum buried his face into her tits, still tightly snug in her bra. He sat down on the picnic table and brought her to straddle his waist.

"You don't- you don't want to fuck in the RV?" Y/n asked breathlessly.

"No I enjoy being outside, in nature." He unclasped the bra and let her tits fall into his hands, cupping them and bringing them to his mouth to suckle and bite. Y/n moaned, throwing her back to expose her neck. She could feel Possum hard beneath her and she put her hand down to rub him through his jeans.

Possum stopped abruptly.

"I did this backwards." Possum confessed standing back up and putting her on her feet. She wasn't sure what he was talking about until he started to undress himself. He yanked his shirt over his head and Y/n pushed her shorts to the ground before reaching forward and pulling his jeans to his ankles. He pulled her by the waist towards him as he shuffled his feet now trapped by his jeans and boots. He spun her around to grip the table and pressed himself against her ass.

"Fuck...go slow, I haven't...I haven't done this in a while." Y/n was nervous. Possum's length alone would be a new sensation. He ran his tongue down her back leaving little bite marks on her bare ass cheek before reaching between her legs and feeling how wet she was.

"I won't hurt you. I promise." Possum kissed at her neck, letting his cock rub against her skin before using a free hand to bring his cock to her pussy. He eased in slowly feeling her tense slightly and reaching back to touch his thigh. He cooed in her ear making sure to stay at the pace she wanted him to before he had finally made it most of the way inside of her.

"Fuck you're so big. I feel so full." Possum let his hand fall on top of hers as it rested on his thigh.

"That's a good full right? No pain?" Possum asked making her turn her head to see him.

"God no it feels good. Really good. You can move, please." Y/n begged. Possum took her breasts into his hands from behind and tried to keep a tight grip on them as he started shallow thrusts. He groaned and waited for her to push back onto his cock before he really started pistoning his hips upwards.

"Fuck! FUCK! You're so fucking tight." Possum whined trying to catch his breath. Y/n didn't hide her moans. Possum was right. Fucking outdoors was liberating. She could feel everything all at once and she fucking loved it.

"Fuck, fucking fuck." Possum's pace was becoming sloppy and he pulled out suddenly, making Y/n gasp as he pushed his hand in the middle of her back so he could cum all over her ass, shooting nearly halfway up her spine. He shuttered, stroking his cock carefully, pulling every drop of cum out of himself before using his finger to slide his cum off her skin and onto his fingers. Y/n wasn't expecting to finish but when Possum replaced his cock with his two cum-covered fingers.

"Oh fuck Possum, don't stop." He used this as motivation to spin her around and use his thumb on her clit as he continued to pulse his fingers in and out of her pussy. She gripped him by the shoulders and he leaned against her, letting her pull on his hair and bit his collarbone until her legs started to wobbling and she was squirting down his wrist, screaming. He slowed his hand down, not stopping completely until she put her shaking hand on top of his to halt all movement.

"I've never...I've never done that before." Y/n blushed. She had never actually squirted before or really cum without helping herself along. She blushed and Possum smiled.

"I can show you how to do it all the time if you want." Possum offered and Y/n laughed.

"Right now, I just want the feeling back in my legs first." Possum used his shirt to wipe the cum off her and clean himself up. As they put themselves back together, Possum re-lit the joint and sat down next to the fire he had built early. Y/n walked onto the RV and grabbed a blanket to wrap around herself before plopping down next to Possum with a smile. He silently held out the joint again and she took it, shaking her head.

This was the kind of evening unwinding she wished she had every night.

#Possum #Welcome to Willits #One Shot Series #Tangerine Skies #Tangerine Skies Series #Rory Culkin #Culkin Cult #4/9

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japansace · 4 years ago

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Underrated Yuri on Ice Fics (Part 2!)

*cracks knuckles* All right, here we go.

People wanted more underrated YOI fic recommendations, so I’m here to provide. Please read these fics if you’re interested and give them some love! (Oh, and feel free to send any fics you think should be added to the list my way. Perhaps I’ll make a part three of this someday.)

You, in Sunlight by pandabomb [ T // 3.5K words // complete ]

Summary: To acquaintances and strangers, Viktor was excellent at hiding his true feelings. Yuuri was beginning to forget what it meant to be a stranger to him.

A soft, quiet snapshot from Yuuri and Viktor's earliest days in St. Petersburg together.

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Some much needed contextualizing of Yuuri settling into life in St. Petersburg and Victor becoming acclimated to his new role as skater, coach, and fiancé. Just unbearably sweet all around.

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Comfort and Joy by sublime_jumbles [ G // 3.5K words // complete ]

Summary: The Japanese restaurant with the most stars on Yelp doesn't open until eleven, but that's all right. Yuuri is still sleeping soundly then, as Viktor gets up, gets dressed with the silent speed of a quick change, and scrawls a note in hasty English on a slip of hotel stationery.

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Just some sweet fluff post-episode twelve. Victor wakes before Yuuri and decides to spoil him while they’re still in their hotel in Barcelona. It’s adorable and also has some great pro-chubby Yuuri Katsuki content, so it gets an A from me.

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Here Comes a Thought by @crossroadswrite [ G // 7K words // complete ]

Summary: Yuuri dreams about his last competition a lot. How could he not when it changed his life so viscerally.

In his dreams, it’s always falling. It’s never hitting the ground, because Yuuri knows what happens when he hits the ground – torn ACL, mild concussion and a nasty bruise on his head that had lasted for weeks. It’s never the pain he’s afraid of in his dreams, Yuuri’s well used to pain.

It’s the act of falling, the promise of pain and failure. It’s what falling means. It haunts Yuuri, even now when the bruise on his head is completely gone and his knee is slowly healing.

(Or: Yuuri struggles with being forced into retirement by an injury, Victor struggles with getting Yuuri to talk about it, and they still love each other through all of it.)

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This fic made me sob like a little bitch.

Yeah. It’s just that good.

It’s so heart-wrenching but so them. It hurts in all the best ways. And it’s also the reason I can’t ever go to an aquarium again without feeling just a bit morose.

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A Place for You and Me by whatsup_buttercup [ E // 5K words // complete ]

Summary: “Be careful in the hallway,” Viktor says. “I had to move the bookshelf out of the bedroom.”

A famous interior decorator from a magazine placed that bookshelf there two years ago. Yuuri remembers the glossy spread about Viktor Nikiforov’s modern apartment very well. It’s still in a protective plastic cover in his parent’s attic. “Why?”

“I bought something new,” Viktor says, cryptic.

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Omegaverse! Yuuri’s stubborn pride rears its ugly head here, and it feels so in-character. Poor Victor is just trying his best--but when they fail, they fail together.

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Hopeless, Breathless, Baby Can’t You See? by xylophones [ G // 15.5K words // complete ]

Summary: The weekend of last year’s Rostelecom cup, Yuuri Katsuki declared his love for fried pork in a press conference, got caught by paparazzi rescuing a dog from a river, revealed a short program costume that showed off his multitude of soulmate marks, and broke Viktor’s world record. All while being, objectively, the cutest human being on the planet.

The entire skating world–– including Viktor–– fell in love instantly.

Or: a soulmate au where the first time you touch your soulmate(s), colored marks appear on your skin. Yuuri has more marks than Viktor’s ever seen on someone. Viktor has none.

This is one of my new favorite YOI fics--if not my absolute favorite. I’m a sucker for a good soulmate AU, and this is one of the best: feel-sy, subversive, and stunningly gorgeous. Please read this one! You won’t regret it.

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Tangerine Trees, Marmalade Skies by @ebenroot [ T // 6.5K words // complete ]

Summary: It’s not that Yuri thinks Victor is a big fat liar. It just, well, Yuri thinks Victor is a big fucking liar.

“The Sun,” Yuri repeats for the fifth time that day. “You’re engaged to the Sun.”

Or: a (slightly confusing and annoyingly sappy) account of Victor Nikiforov's engagement to the Sun, as narrated by #1 employee Yuri Plisetsky

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I’ve reread this one... a shameful amount of times. It’s pure fluff, plain and simple, with a sprinkle of casual magic that feels like a hug. 10/10, would recommend.

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Memento Amare by @belovedyuuri [ G // 5K words // complete ]

Summary: Parting ways has never been in their plans, not even for just a moment; it's no surprise Yuuri and Victor have a terrible time saying goodbye, even if for just several weeks. When longing hits hard, memories sweeten it right up.

(You've heard about History Makers. Now prepare for Memory Makers. In which Yuuri and Victor share their life and love with each other even when they're not physically together.)

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Just some good ol’ fashioned feels about Yuuri and Victor, doing the hard work of trying to make their relationship work after their whirlwind romance. It’s absolutely gorgeous and wholesome all around.

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Tongue Tied by @stammiviktor [ T // 2.5K words // complete ]

Summary: The silver-haired man in front of Yuuri in line is the only good thing to come of the situation.

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Another new fic that has rocketed up the list of my absolute favorites. Yuuri and Victor pretending to be married to get airport preferential treatment--while at the same time not sharing a common language between them--had me positively rolling with laughter. Perfect, fabulous, a thousand chef’s kisses. I want ten movies and a TV series.

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Work of Art by Athra (getaway_machine) [ E // 2.5K words // complete ]

Summary: Victor admires the work of art that is his beautiful husband.

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Some lovely smut, shibari edition! It’s feels very them, while still being hot as hell. Read for a good time.

Something Borrowed, Something Blue, A Thousand Times I’d Marry You by @ewokthrowdown [ T // 2.5K // complete ]

Summary: What’s more, Yuuri’s got fantastic honeymoon ideas. While Victor’s planning the wedding, Yuuri’s casually asks the fiancés where they’re going, then always has a hundred ideas for romantic things to do once they’re there. A cute bakery that does heart shaped macarons, the best spot for stargazing, which bar has swing dance. Victor had asked Yuuri how he knew all these lovely things to do, and Yuuri, blushing furiously, had told him that these were all the things he planned to do with Victor but either hadn’t had time to while they themselves visited, or they hadn’t been to that particular location yet. The fact that Yuuri has dates planned for them in pretty much every romantic spot on the planet, had Victor swooning in a calculated way that meant Yuuri had to catch him.

[Future fic in which Victor quits skating to be Yuuri's Katsuki-Nikiforov's trophy husband and a wedding planner.]

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And let’s end with another sweet one!

This one is sooooooo cute! Victor becomes a wedding planner after he retires, and the fic shows us little snapshots of him and Yuuri traveling all over the world to make people’s dreams come true. They’re just in love, love, love, and I’m always 100% here for it.

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All right, let’s wrap it up here. Thank you for reading this post! Please check out these fics and their writers if they happen to catch your eye--and my inbox is always open for more suggestions! And before I go, let me just leave my own fics here in case you’d like to look into my credentials~

#yuri on ice #fanfiction #ao3 #fic recs #not the first time i'm saying it but gotta say it again: frick you tumblr for taking out the ability to put in line breaks #ugh okay anyway please shower your local fanfic writers with love we need it during these dark times #nothing abbnormal here

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kyndaris · 4 years ago

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Familial Bond

With video game releases that I’m interested in few and far between (or delayed), I felt compelled to make a proper dent in my pile of shame. In truth, it was just a simple excuse for me to pull out in order for me to finally finish Kiryu’s saga by playing through Yakuza 6: A Song of Life. Unlike the last two titles in the series, Yakuza 6 returned its focus on our favourite civilian-who-looks-like-a-yakuza, Kiryu Kazuma. There would not be four characters all vying for my attention with their separate narratives that would collide in the last chapter. Would there still be some strange government cover-up bullshit? You bet! So, without stopping to wonder if I should play something a little more light-hearted after finishing The Last of Us Part II, I dived head-first back into Kamurocho.

Yakuza 6 starts right at the end of Haruka throwing away her cherished dream because she could not continue lying about her family. Despite Haruka’s best attempt at reuniting with both the other orphans at Morning Glory and Kiryu, her father-figure is almost immediately arrested on trumped up charges of assault. With Kiryu’s decision to cleanse himself of his sins, however, Haruka is left at the mercy of the media. Unable to deal with the negative press, she then flees Okinawa to allow her pseudo-siblings the chance at achieving their own dreams without casting a shadow.

The motivation felt incredibly shallow as it all played out, considering that Haruka barely called the other children during her three years stint away. When Kiryu returned, it was understandable that he would be somewhat outraged to find Haruka gone. I’m not entirely sure who looked after the rest of the orphans. Maybe Ayako? But where would they have obtained the money to be properly fed and clothes? Were the subsidised by the government? Plot holes aside, Haruka’s disappearance was enough to spur Kiryu back to his old stomping grounds to find out what had happened to his young charge.

In Kamurocho, however, many things have changed. Increased tensions between the Tojo and the Saio triad now pushing into the area have put people on edge. But as Kiryu wanders around, hoping to find clues on the whereabouts of Haruka, he is informed that she was involved in a hit-and-run. And SURPRISE! there’s now a baby in the mix.

With such an odd beginning, it took some effort for me to properly click with the story. Like many, I had placed Haruka on a pedestal. The fact that she became pregnant and had birthed out a son seemed unfathomable. And then for the child’s father to have been a member of a small yakuza family in Hiroshima AS WELL AS THE HEIR TO THE SAIO TRIAD was a bit much to take in.

As such, it was imperative that I distracted myself with almost all the substories and side activities that were on display. And there were many. From being the manager of a baseball team to ousting a corrupt gang from the streets of Kamurocho. I very much liked the spearfishing elements as they brought a new dynamic to the gameplay that I was accustomed to when it came to the Yakuza series. The reintroduction of Pocket Circuit Fighter was also a fun distraction.

But, of course, how could I forget Ono Michio? Though it was widely out of character for the usually serious Kiryu to don a mascot outfit with a huge tangerine head, I found these moments of levity enjoyable. They also proved to be a great distraction from a plot that only picked up steam in the latter half of the game, which was prone to spamming players with copious amounts of revelatory cutscenes in the last two chapters.

And yes, why has NO ONE ELSE ever thought to use SKI MASKS to hide their IDENTITY BEFORE? Once they were pulled out of the proverbial hat, it made little sense that none of the main characters ever thought to use such a disguise in their more nefarious crimes.

Also, chucking Haruto around like he was a football IS A TERRIBLE IDEA! THIS IS A BABY WE ARE TALKING ABOUT!! True, he might have enjoyed being thrown up into the air, but one does not simply pass him around as if it was a game of rugby. Honestly, story writers, do you have any lick of sense?

Then, of course, the narrative had to force Kiryu into trying to dig deeper into the ‘secret of Onomichi.’ Though Haruto’s life was not in any further danger, Kiryu’s endless curiosity to find out more served to elongate the story for a couple more hours - with a final confrontation that saw Kiryu shot three times and losing consciousness with Haruka bearing witness to his ‘final moments.’

Overall, the narrative was serviceable in that it allowed for a proper send-off to Kiryu Kazuma. After ten years of playing as the Dragon of Dojima, it was appropriate that Yakuza 6: A Song of Life made so many allusions to the previous titles - mostly in the character arcs. Unfortunately, since the title was solely focused on Kiryu, many of the other characters that fans fell in love with such as Daigo, Majima and Saejima took a backseat. I also disliked how even as the story focused on Haruka’s disappearance and her child, she remained in a coma for most of the chapters.

Unfortunately, Doctor Emoto and Komaki were absent. And I missed the silly revelations.

The underlying message of family and the bonds between people left a strong impression on me. After the previous game’s very strong hammer of DREAMS, I was relieved to see that Yakuza 6 kept it subtle and a little more tasteful. In fact, the comparisons between the Lo and Iwami family were excellent in highlighting the importance of understanding one’s children and maintaining a good relationship. I also liked how families were also not solely defined by blood ties. This was particularly evident in the adoptive family feel that came from the Hirose Family and Kiryu’s own experience of growing up as an orphan and seeing Kazama Shintaro as a father-figure.

Gripes aside, I enjoyed the new songs Yakuza 6: A Song of Life brought into the world. My favourite was ‘Today is a Diamond.’ My least, ‘Fork in the Road.’ But that was mostly due to the game not reading my inputs. After searching on Google, I discovered that I was not the sole person that had encountered the bug. I also very much liked the gym portions of the game and scouting out hidden cats around the cities.

The one side activity that I was a little hesitant to repeat after completing it once was the live chat. Kudos to the translators that played an instrumental role in making some of the dialogue hilarious. Truth be told, however, it was the less savoury moments of the game and I am glad that I never discovered the photography section of Yakuza Kiwami 2.

What I also liked was the Chinese. Gone was the halting and incorrect pronunciations from Tanimura. The truth is, though, they probably actually hired Chinese actors to give the Saio Triad proper lines. While some of the translations were not exact, they still managed to accurately portray the meaning behind the words and phrases used.

The combat was also very reminiscent of Yakuza Kiwami 2 with experience points separated into strength, agility, spirit, technique and charisma. It was a little annoying that normal mobs could still reduce my health by such a large amount, but it did feel balanced. I doubt it would have been fair if I just blasted through every fight with just one punch. Although, that would have been entertaining to see.

Yakuza 6: A Song of Life proved to be a decent send-off for one of my favourite characters. Though there were stumbles along the way, it was a solid adventure that kept quite a bit of intrigue. As a writer, however, the plot did feel quite contrived in places, but I swept it aside.

Now with the pending release of a new generation of console, I’ll need to hurry if I want to remain on the front-lines of not-gaming-journalism. Of course, with Yakuza 7: Like a Dragon still on the horizon, it won’t be long before I’ll be back on the streets of Kamurocho. Then again, I still have Judgment to get through...

#yakuza 6: a song of life #yakuza #video games

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honestlytrulycompletelysteady · 6 years ago

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angelsanarchy · 1 year ago

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Tangerine Skies: Possum x Y/N Series CH 8

Tagging: @svgarcaine @icarus-star @romanroyapoligist @tempt-ress @madamemaximoff06 @shady-the-simp @liquidsmoothdomme @auggiethecreator @ethical-cain-vinnel @blacksoul-27

TW: Fingering, Public sex

Possum stayed in the RV with Y/n for the week so he could recover. She made sure to go to the store and get some bandages, ointment and a few other things to help ease his pain and support his healing. Possum liked living in the RV. It was a new experience for him but what he liked most about it was waking up to Y/n wrapped around him, ready to either fuck or make breakfast. He had never really been in an actual relationship before and this felt like a dream come true.

"How's your leg feeling today?" Y/n was laying on his chest, drawing circles around his nipple. He lifted his leg and shook it out.

"Stiff but better. You should be a nurse." Possum suggested.

"Yeah I don't know that I have the stomach for that. Plus I'm easily emotional. I couldn't handle that kind of stress." Y/n pushed off his chest and he reached out to touch her naked breasts.

"I told you, no playing today. I can't be late for work." She smirked watching him sit up and put her nipple in his mouth.

"I'm not playing. I'm helping you get ready for work." Possum's hands snaked under the sheets finding her pussy easily and not hesitating to thrust his fingers inside. She moaned letting her hand fall to his forearm as he pumped into her at a steady pace. She had confessed to Possum that he had never gotten off the way he gets her off. He took that as a personal honor and wanted to make her cum multiple times a day.

"Yeah there she is. There's my good girl." He cooed at her licking her bottom lip as she whined. She leaned her forehead against his as she bucked into his hand. She felt herself closing in on her orgasm and Possum moaned feeling her tighten around his fingers. When she came, he took his wet hand and started to pump his cock until he came into his palm. Y/n lapped at his cum like a cat and he gave her a goofy smile.

"I have to get dressed now." She tried to get up but could feel her legs not really ready to allow that so she laughed into her hands. Possum instead crawled out of the bed and pulled her uniform off the back of the closet door, completely naked and handed it to her.

"Do you care if I shower while you get dressed? I think I might ride into work with you so I can grab a few things." Possum hadn't even turned the water on until Y/n gave him permission. She nodded her head and watched his naked ass step into the shower stall and heard the water turn on. She wished she had time for a round two in the shower but she knew that if she was late again, she would have to hear about it.

She liked the little life her and Possum had started creating. This was the happiest she had been in a long time. She didn't know what was next but she had started thinking about her next move with Possum. She had gotten used to waking up with him, feeding his little brother and having him talk her ear off about extraterrestrials while they ate dinner.

She had let him drive her car to work and he kissed her before parking the car and getting out to explore the outlet stores. She wasn't sure what he had to shop for but she noticed him the first time he went back to the car to drop some things off and scurry off.

About an hour before closing, he had plopped down at the countertop with an exhausted smile on his face.

"I have everything we need for a nice, romantic dinner tomorrow night. Tonight, we're doing leftovers and slow fucking until we fall asleep." He said pushing his hair out of his face.

"Oh you've got it all planned out do ya?" Y/n teased. He leaned over the counter and she met him halfway with a kiss.

"Do you need any help cleaning up or-" Possum was cut off by a group of what looked like college fratboys shoving his shoulder.

"Hey it's the raccoon man!" One of them said as Possum turned his head slowly.

"Possum..." He corrected.

"Whatever man. You ran off before we could finish our conversation." The taller one didn't seem as amused talking to Possum.

"Look man, I told you. The prices are set by the distributor, not me." Possum turned his back again and the taller one made a move to pull him out of his chair.

"That shit was not worth what we gave you and you know it." He had turned Possum around and had him by the collar of his vest.

"We're closing up here." Y/n started pulling the blinds on the diner windows and they looked at her.

"Yeah we'll be just a minute." One of them spoke up.

"The money is already gone so it's not like I can give it back to you. I'm sorry you didn't like the product but that's why this is a business. If you don't like it, I suggest going elsewhere." Possum was calm but Y/n didn't like the way they were walking up on him and getting handsy.

"I don't care how you get it back. You either give us more product or the money back." Possum let out a sigh and the guy started to drag him towards the door with the others laughing and carrying on. Y/n cocked the shotgun and made them all freeze.

"I suggest you take your hands off of him and move along, fuckbag." Y/n stood firm, aim on the tall, aggressive one.

"You wouldn't shoot us-" Before he could even finish the thought, she cocked the barrel.

"You want to test that theory?" She threatened. He released Possum and he hit the countertop.

"If we're being honest, you guys actually shorted me about $300." Possum popped out his vest trying to straighten himself out.

"Are you fucking kidding?" The tall one approached Possum again and without thinking, Y/n fired the shotgun blowing out one of the windows.

"Jesus fucking Christ! ALRIGHT!" The guy threw the cash at Possum.

"Fucking hick towns." The group of guys ran out of the diner and threw whatever liquids they had in their douchey jeep at the front door. Possum was standing bewildered at the counter and looked over to Y/n.

"Well I guess that was my notice..." Y/n went to put the gun down and opened the register.

"I will leave the owner a note and take what he owes from my last check...he can replace the windo-" Y/n was in the middle of writing a note when Possum grabbed her shoulder and spun her around.

"Possum wh-" He ripped the front of her uniform open and kissed her hard. She could taste blood on her lip from the impact. She could also feel how insanely hard he was.

"No one has ever tried to protect me before." Possum breathed heavily as he tried to unbutton his pants. Y/n felt how frantic his energy was. He spun her around to grab the counter top so he could bend her over the counter.

"P-Possum...the windows." Y/n felt his cock graze the back of her thigh.

"Is this your last night working here?" He asked out of breath. She looked over her shoulder at him and bit her lip.

"I guess so." She smile feeling him push inside of her. He was fucking her so roughly, he tits bounced on the countertop as she held on. He was moaning loudly and cursing out-loud as he fucked her hard and fast. There was maybe one car that pulled into the lot and noticed them before pulling out and driving away.

"You're my girl. All mine." Possum gritted out cumming inside of her, still popping his hips against her ass to milk his orgasm completely out of him. Y/n laughed and looked back at Possum who had such a lust in his eyes that she knew this isn't just some sort of near-death fuck. This was the beginning of a beautiful relationship.

#Possum #Possum x Y/n #Welcome to Willits #One Shot Series #Tangerine Skies Series #Tangerine Skies #Rory Culkin #Culkin Cult #8/9

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travelcenter-uk · 4 years ago

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Your Holiday Guide to all Things in Phuket

Phuket is one of the most desired holiday destinations, it exemplifies beach-related entertainment. Discover the various charms of the ‘Pearl of the Andaman’, with its series of spectacular beaches, bright green waters, historic temples, lively nightlife, the captivating old town, and an extensive range of things to do and places to visit.

From energetic to more tranquil ones, beaches in Phuket have something for everyone. True to its Thai-ness, this destination is traditionally wealthy and is home to numerous gorgeous temples – from the magnificent Wat Chalong and the tranquil Jui Tui Shrine to the popular Big Buddha on Nakkerd Hills, which is certainly a must-see.

With its picture-perfect heaven, you could drive on the cliff roads and take in the magnificent coastline, get a kayak and explore the ocean, or select guided tours of the offshore caverns and concealed inlets—thrilling encounters in Phuket await you!

Shake up your adventurous side as you also treat yourself to exhilarating water sports such as windsurfing, and parasailing or try scuba diving to the depths of the ocean at the popular James Bond Island in Phang Nga Bay. Travel Center offers cheap flights to Phuket so that you can explore the countless attractions that this destination has to provide!

Top Must-Visit Places in Phuket

Phi Phi Island

One of the main places to visit in Phuket is the popular Phi Phi island where you could relish the lively discos and thumping music throughout the night. Recognized for its energetic ambience and wild get-togethers, the island is a sanctuary for party-goers. But if that’s not to your liking, you could also enjoy the sun, sand, and sea on the gorgeous beaches. Cliffs protruding out into the turquoise waters, perfect blue skies, and immaculate coastlines are the main features of the Phi Phi Islands. Take part in watersports activities, go shopping, and try tasty native curries. See tangerine sunsets above the ocean and submerge yourself into the unmatched pure charm of Phi Phi.

Hat Patong

Nearly 50 years of constant growth has converted Hat Patong from a private beach into a holiday destination famous for its dusk-to-dawn nightlife. Situated on Phuket’s west coast, the metropolis of Patong is filled with hundreds of restaurants, discos, bars, and clubs, many of which are positioned around Bangla Road. Quieter parts of the city consist of classy shops and distinctive boutiques. Despite the city’s development, with its picturesque half-moon shaped bay and extensive sandy coastline, the beach is still one of the loveliest in Thailand.

Hat Karon

Get your cheap flights to Phuket and visit Hat Karon situated only a brief drive away from the busy Patong, and Karon Beach is also known as the second most famous place to see in Phuket. With huge resorts bordering the shoreline, Hat Karon draws travellers who are looking for comfortable lodgings that make it easy to unwind and revel in the sun, sea, and sand. From idle walks on the island’s third lengthiest beach to snorkelling, and diving adventures amongst the coral reefs situated at the southern tip of the sand, activities in Hat Karon are based around the water. A range of brilliant seafood restaurants adds to Hat Karon’s charm.

Hat Kata

Recognized as Hat Karon’s sister beach, Hat Kata is positioned to the south of its sibling and consists of two expanses of golden sand divided by a stony headland. In the northern section, the transparent waters and comparatively secure swimming conditions of Hat Kata Yai make it a family favourite. Numerous resorts, restaurants, and stores are found across the road near the beach. The more private Kata Noi Beach is a tiny cove snuggled amid wooded hills. Thrilling waves draw surfers to Kata Noi in the monsoon season, and the beautiful setting lures travellers throughout the year.

Phuket Town

Grab your cheap flights to Phuket and visit the capital and biggest metropolis which provides a traveller an opportunity to go back in time and tour the island’s wealthy past. Tin mining made Phuket a flourishing town in the 19th century, and most of the city’s appeal comes from the marvellous Sino-Portuguese architecture constructed during this thriving time. With its lines of closely crowded and vibrantly painted stores, the Old Town is a must for shoppers searching for Phuket specialities such as pewter and batik attire. The spectacular Trompe-l’œil paintings of the Phuket Trickeye Museum make it a can’t-miss appeal as well.

Hat Rawai

Although Hat Rawai was the primary tourist beach established on Phuket, it’s better identified today as a starting off point for island-hopping excursions. The southern-facing beach is mainly used as a port for long-tail, speed boats, and fishing boats. A newly constructed pier offers relaxing walks, but it’s the Sea Gypsies Fish Market located near it that makes a tour to Hat Rawai worthwhile. Fishermen hawk an extensive collection of recently caught seafood. Across the road is a line of family-owned restaurants that will prepare the purchased fish.

Hat Surin

For a classy beach holiday in Phuket, it’s hard to defeat the facilities provided at the extravagant resorts situated amongst the stunning homes on the island’s alleged Millionaire’s Row. Expensive resorts in the region provide everything from spa treatments and Thai cooking classes to elephant rides. Bordered with slightly swaying casuarina trees, the west coast beach has gorgeously groomed sand and transparent water. For most of the year, Hat Surin’s tranquil waters make it perfect for snorkelling and kayaking, so book your cheap flights to Phuket right now. Keep in mind though that powerful currents in the offseason could make swimming dangerous.

Hat Kamala

Situated to the north of Patong, Hat Kamala is a serene, charming beach that’s perfect for swimming, snorkelling, and sunbathing. The north part of Hat Kamala has a coral reef that offers undersea adventures while the rest of the beach consists of a sandy seafloor that’s ideal for wading. Found at the south end of this vacant beach is Wat Baan Kamala, a Buddhist temple, which has images and figurines portraying the Buddha’s life. With dramatic productions displaying the folklores and legends of Thailand, the neighbouring Phuket Fantasea theme park is a brilliant place for families to see the country’s traditional heritage.

Hat Nai Han

Frequently known as Hat Nai Harn, Nai Han is an isolated beach situated at the southernmost point of Phuket Island. As home to the Nai Han abbey, this serene beach has freed itself from overdevelopment, even though there are numerous luxury resort hotels beside the shoreline and also a dock for travelling yachts. Hat Nai Han is also next to Phromthep Cape, one of Phuket’s most famous viewpoints. Every evening, travellers from all around Phuket come to view the sunset. Daring tourists climb down a stony path to the brink of the headland to enjoy the best scenery.

Cape Panwa

The cape that extends out from the southeastern point of Phuket is home to plenty of appeals worth exploring, which include Khao Khat, or Panwa Beach. While the sand is rougher than beaches elsewhere on the island, a couple of locations in Phuket are as unharmed by development as Panwa. While there are a couple of amenities on the beach itself, a stay in one of the coastal villas provides travellers with an opportunity to take delight in a calm and serene holiday in ideal comfort. Close by is the newly refurbished Phuket Aquarium where tourists could walk across a long underwater tunnel for up-close looks at aquatic life varying from sharks to stingrays.

Hat Mai Khao

Grab your Cheap Flights to Phuket and make sure you take a trip to Hat Mai Khao, which is a beach on the northwestern point of Phuket. It’s also recognized as Airport Beach, as its nearby the airport. The northern part is famous as Hat Sai Khao, an extensive sandy beach with thickets of Casuarina trees beside the coast. The region around Mai Khao is still very tranquil and undeveloped as it is a portion of the Sirinat National Park. On quieter days it is still possible to take a stroll for several kilometres without seeing another person. A brief distance out into the water, there is an abrupt drop off into the Andaman Sea, making swimming treacherous from May until November.

Best Things to do in Phuket

Take a Trip to Kata Noi Beach

Book cheap flights to Phuket and take a trip to Kata Noi beach which is a tiny cove just a short distance from Kata beach, it’s small but the landscape is magnificent, take some time to unwind, stroll down the gorgeous sands or perhaps go for a swim. From the Kata viewpoint you could look over at the coves of Karon, Kata and Kata Noi, the ideal time to explore the beach is amid November and April as swimming could occasionally become treacherous in the monsoon season.

Have a Tour of the Chalong Bay Rum Distillery

For any ardent rum drinkers, the Chalong Bay Rum Distillery is sure to arouse your appetite, they make high-end white rum which is now beginning to be noticed all over the world. There’s plenty to do when you visit the distillery, begin by going on a tour where you will discover more about the way the rum is made before taking a look at the work that happens behind the scenes. The last portion of the trip is in the cocktail workshop and bar, where you would learn how to prepare numerous cocktails that all consist of Chalong Bay Rum and then unwind while you taste them.

Come and See the Phuket Big Buddha

This enormous Buddha is one of the most popular monuments in all of Phuket, resting at the summit of the Nakkerd Hills, and standing at forty-five meters in height, it is very hard to miss. From the summit of the hill, you can get a sweeping view of the island. When you are at the Buddha, you would see that it is very quiet here aside from the sound of dharma music and some tiny bells. The Buddha is created from white Burmese marble and sparkles stylishly in the sun.

Visit the Nai Harn Beach

Located in the south of the island is Nai Harn Beach, it is a famous beach with thousands of travellers each year, but it is still somewhat intact and upholds a lot of its uniqueness. With gorgeously soft sand and sparkling water, you would straightaway see why the beach is so well-known. Set-up beneath the shade of the huge trees you would find several restaurants selling famous Thai cuisines, and also numerous souvenir stores selling native novelty products, beachwear and floats.

Take a Stroll to Karon View Point

Found just to the south of Kata Noi Beach is Karon View Point, it is the most famous viewpoint in Phuket and is usually packed with tourists every day. The viewpoint looks out above the Andaman Sea in one direction, and the other direction points to the three west coast beaches on the other part of the island. If you enjoy looking at white sandy beaches and gorgeous blue seas, you would understand why it is so crowded at the summit.

Take a Trip to Wat Chalong

For over a century, Wat Chalong has been open to tourists, when you arrive there’s plenty to see, beginning with Poh Jao Wat which has two figurines of elderly men, one is Ta Khee-Lek (a native who won numerous lotteries after he had gone to see the Poh Than Jao Wat statue), the other is known as Nonsi. Perhaps the main feature of your trip would be the Grand Pagoda which has a tiny piece from the bone of Lord Buddha, the pagoda is stunningly adorned with Buddha images and pictures that show his life story.

Go Shopping at Phuket Town Weekend Night Market

Recognized by the residents as Naka Market and located just a short distance away from Phuket Town is a night market like no other. There are all kinds of things to buy like fruits, old curiosities, animals and clothes. This is quite a famous event with both the natives and tourists, and it is ideal if you could visit during the late afternoon to make sure you get a good look around before it becomes crowded. Make the most of the cheap native foods on sale such as the golden buttered corn on the cob.

Hang Out at the Tiger Kingdom

If you have ever craved to get close up to a tiger, this is the place to do it, the Phuket Tiger Kingdom hand raises Indochinese tigers in confinement from birth until their last days. The tigers normally get fed at about 19:00 hours, but it is also worth a visit when they open first thing to evade the crowds. The kingdom has two restaurants on-site in case you get hungry, one of which lets you look out at the tigers.

Learn to Cook at a Thai Cooking Class

Phuket has so many diverse places that provide cooking classes that it is worth taking a lesson while you are there. You would see that a lot of the native food you have in Thailand is distinctive to the Thai food you have in your home country; it somehow doesn’t have the edge that it does when prepared in Thailand. By taking a class, you would learn about the ingredients and gather up the useful skills to continue cooking when you go back home. Several places provide morning, afternoon, or entire day packages, and you always get to eat what you have made.

Spend a Night Out on Bangla Road

When the sun goes down, the Bangla Road closes to traffic, and the road comes alive. The street is filled with bars, most of which are outside as you effortlessly travel from one bar to the next. There are usually street entertainers looking for you to part with your hard-earned cash in return for a couple of minutes’ entertainment, and also vendors trying to get you into their ping pong shows or tailor shops. A positive atmosphere fills the air as you walk down the street, all the beer girls and restaurant proprietors contest for your business keeping the prices cheap and offering endless fun.

So if you’re searching for a sultry Thai island that could do it all – family-friendly resorts to smooth extravagant sanctuaries, beers in a hammock to cocktails at classy beach clubs – you couldn’t be better placed than on Phuket.

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