#anywhere with you

[gulliblelemon]

Anywhere With You - Chapter 1

“Simon Eriksson?” Whipping round, Simon almost collided with a tall, handsome man in a burgundy jacket. He had slicked back hair, arresting brown eyes and an expensive watch peeking out from under his sleeve. “Yes,” Simon said, quickly trying to correct his footing. “Yes, that’s me. Hi.” The man extended his hand. “Wilhelm,” he said, offering Simon a small but sincere smile as they shook hands.

Read Chapter 1 on AO3 (M, 11k/57k).

[hairychestloversblog]

I’d go on a long cruise with this captain 🚢 👨‍✈️ 🥵

[kdramacaptures]

Anywhere with you

[etherealperrie]

Anywhere With You

Chapter 2: "The Bolters"

Coriolanus (Coryo) Snow x Reader Word count: 1.6k Contains: pre-hunger games Coryo | buzzcut Coryo | longtime friends to lovers | Coriolanus being soft for the one he loves | mentions of minor tbosas characters | tbosas spoilers

Catching Up? Chapter 1

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There’s a chill in the air. Your body shivers in response, a reminder that you really are here, your fingers wrapped tightly around the handle of the case you packed late last night. Wind dances across the town center, sweeping the leaves up into the air. You watch in awe as the oranges and yellows mix, their rustling the only sound at this hour. You’ll miss the changing of seasons here in the city, even though they don’t carry quite the same beauty and magic they did when you were a child – before the war. 

The sounds of footsteps catch you off guard, an instinct you weren’t aware you had, forces you back into the shadows behind a nearby building. It’s only Sejanus. You had no real reason to worry, he wouldn’t tell. In all honesty you thought he might try to leave with you and Coriolanus, but he refused. Even though he’d be the last person to try and stop you from leaving, you fight the desire to wave goodbye to him. It’s best you’re not seen. It would be easier to fade away in the memories of everyone here. Not only that, it would erase Sejanus of any culpability. To be honest you aren’t sure what the Capital will do once they realize you’re gone, but the last thing you want is for any of your friends to suffer consequences. So, instead of saying your goodbyes, you watch his figure walk away towards the Academy, noting the strength of his shoulders as he straightens up with every step. 

Your heart thuds against your chest. 

Where you’re headed is uncharted territory, really. A place you’d only heard stories about. A place supposedly far beyond District Twelve. A place with no one in sight – no civilization, just open fields and nameless land. Your heart pounds and you’re not sure whether it's out of excitement or fear: maybe both. After all, you’d been taught to fear a place like that, a lawless land. And yet, the thought of being able to live without the Capitol breathing down your neck, without the expectations and demands of your parents and professors excites you. Makes you wonder for all the things you might do, for the person you might become; to see the ways you and Coryo grow together. 

Slinking further back against the building, you glance up at the sky, the sun just beginning to rise from its slumber. When you woke this morning, Coriolanus was gone, his bed empty. Though the two of you discussed strategy mere hours before, waking up alone was frightening. What if Dean Highbottom heard word of your planned escape? What if a Peacekeeper found your Coryo out in the wee hours of the morning and took him to Dr. Gaul? Coriolanus is smart, but Dr. Gaul is calculated – who’s to say she wouldn’t catch on to your plans and punish him? 

Your worries are cut short as your body collides with something, or rather, someone. Before you have time to panic, a hand covers your mouth, another hand interlocking with yours, rubbing a soothing circle into your skin. 

Coryo. 

His eyes meet yours and you release a gasp, wilting into the strength of him holding you up. Your gaze rakes over him, noting something different about him. His hair. The soft wave of blonde curls are no longer, his hair buzzed down.

“Coryo,” you breathe, running your hands over his head. “What happened? Did they hurt you?” Your hands drop from his head down to his shoulders, feeling every inch of him. 

“I’m okay, love, I promise.” He chuckles, pressing his forehead to yours. “I figure it would be easier to maintain this way.” He shrugs. “That, and I thought it might help us slip out unnoticed.” 

He had a point, he did look different. Everyone here knew him to have those soft, gentle curls.

His hands tuck into the back pocket of his pants and emerge with a saffron yellow colored scarf. The golden thread shimmers in the early morning light. He glances at you and smiles softly, unfurling the satin fabric to drape it over your head. His fingers work to tie the ends just under your chin. 

“What’s this?” Your brow furrows and you reach up to feel the fabric now covering your hair, shielding you from the wind chill and the eyes of anyone around. 

“It was my mothers.” Coriolanus sighs, lacing his fingers through yours. “Anything to keep us out of sight.” He tugs you the slightest bit closer to him and presses a gentle kiss to your lips. It takes every fiber in your being to hold yourself back from him, to not mash your lips against his in such fervor that reflects the danger of the situation the two of you are in. Instead, you pull back as he squeezes your hand, a promise that there’s more on the other side of the two of you escaping the Capitol. 

The sharp whistle of a train in the distance brings you both back to reality, Coryo snapping up, his posture impossibly straight. 

“Come on, we don’t want to miss this one.” 

Close on Coryo’s heels, your hand in his, you make your way across the Capitol center towards the train station. As you approach, unfamiliar voices echo in the station yelling in virulent opposition to the stoic silence of the Peacekeepers as they yank small, frail bodies from the train. 

Your breath catches in your throat, your feet stopping. Coriolanus doesn’t notice at first, the way that you’ve stopped in your tracks, your hand no longer in his but lifted to your lips, the other shielding your eyes from the horror in front of you. 

The tributes. 

Peacekeepers. 

There’s no guarantee that Dr. Gaul or Dean Highbottom aren’t here as well. There’s no guarantee that you and Coryo make it out of the Capitol, let alone onto the train. You hadn’t realized everything Dr. Gaul mentioned yesterday would happen so quickly. That the tributes would be arriving this morning. Where would they go? How many would survive their welcome into the city? How could you run away while they were being carted to their untimely demise – something you’re supposed to have a hand in? 

From where you stand just behind a rusted column at the back of the station, your eye catches those of a small boy. Dark brown hair and pale skin, marred by dirt and what looks like blood, his left eye blackened. Had he been hit by a Peacekeeper? A fellow tribute? No more than twelve, he snivels, crossing his arms as he jumps down from the train onto the platform. A peacekeeper takes hold of his arm, but the boy doesn’t take his eyes off of you. It clicks then. It’s him. Your boy. The one you’ve been assigned. 

“Where did you go?” You jump at the feeling of Coryo’s breath on your cheek, his eyes wide as he takes in the sight of you stuck frozen to your place. The two of you are cramped behind this column, if a Peacekeeper so much as glanced in this direction, you’d be caught. 

Coriolanus takes hold of your hand and follows your gaze to the boy standing on the platform. More tributes stand around him now, all of them accompanied by a Peacekeeper awaiting instruction. Coriolanus sighs and brings his hand to your chin, turning your head back to him. 

“I know you want to help them.” 

You nod. 

“I should’ve warned you we might see them, but this is the only train that’s going back out to Twelve for quite some time, we have to take it.” 

“But, Cory–” 

“I know, I know.” Coriolanus places a finger to your lips. “Sejanus is going to do all he can to help them. He knows people back in Two. If he can, he’s going to help them escape – but we have to go. Now.” 

“What if we-” you begin again but Coriolanus cuts you off, placing a delicate hand over your mouth. You raise an eyebrow as the group of peacekeepers and tributes fall silent, their footsteps echoing across the platform as they begin their march toward the transport vehicle. 

“They’re going to bomb the arena,” Coriolanus whispers. “Sejanus, the rebels. They’re already in place, the minute anyone sets foot inside, the whole place will go down. They won’t even be able to hold the games. We don’t have to worry.” 

You’re not sure how to reckon with the information. When did this happen? Whose idea was it? It just might work, though, the Capitol is more than halfway out on the idea of the games overall, most people not having bothered to watch in years. A plan like this just might convince the masses that the Hunger Games are a moot point. That these children are victims to a war they never waged. 

Coryo eyes you, looking for any sign of movement. His eyes are slightly manic, bouncing between you and the train as if internally counting the seconds you have left to board. 

“Okay,” you sigh, taking one last look back at the tributes who had been shuffled into the car. A peacekeeper locks the back door and climbs inside the passenger seat just as the vehicle putters away, its engine just loud enough to mask the sounds of cries and screams. 

Your heart rips in half as Coriolanus tugs you from behind the pillar and out into the open for a singular moment before thrusting you up into the open train car, climbing inside after you. His hand rests on your hip, making sure you’re secure before turning to slide the door closed. 

It's dark. 

The train gives one last, mighty whistle as it lurches forward beginning its long trek back to District Twelve. 

“We’re almost free,” Coriolanus whispers, tucking his head to press a kiss to your neck. He rests there, on your shoulder for a long while, his fingers dancing across your thigh as the sound of the train tracks mimics the pounding of your heart.

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A/N: I know this is many, many months late BUT I wanted to continue the story & tag those who requested it all that time ago...so...

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[last-capy-hupping]

Well, Folks, it’s been about 19 months and 390,000 words, but I’ve finally finished it. Enjoy the last and 80th chapter of Anywhere With You!

And don’t worry. There’s a sequel incoming.

[mydailyhyperfixations]

Joel & Ellie ~ Anywhere With You

[bonbriver]

Maggie Rogers | 2.10.23 | Roadrunner | Boston, MA

[midnight-star-world]

#CountryMusic

Jake Owen - Loose Cannon

So today on the MSR (Midnight Star Review), I would like to talk about the latest album from Country Music Singer Jake Owen. This new album is titled "Loose cannon" and was originally released digitally on June 23rd, 2023, and a physical copy was available on Friday October 21st, 2023. But before we dive into the new 16 track album, let's talk about the career of Jake for a little bit before.

Jake has had big hits with songs like "Down to the Honkytonk", "Made for you", & "Anywhere with you. Jake also had songs like "Barefoot blue jean night", "Beachin'", & "American Country love song. Jake has scored 4 number ones on my weekly list MSR (Midnight Star Report). My MSR combines both CMT (Country Music Television), the Billboard Country Music Airplay Charts, & even myself. The list used to include GAC (Great American Country) until the list officially retired at the end of 2018. Now back to the new project up next.

The current single is "On the boat again", and other songs you should check out are "Go getter", & "Hearts and habits is a stand out track in my opinion. Also check out songs like "When it all shakes out", "Hopeless", & "It don't, he won't and you do". He pays tribute to the Andy Griffith show intro with "Nothing". More songs you should listen to are "Somewhere south with rum", "The ending", & the title track "Loose cannon". Jake had co-writting help from Willie Nelson, Walker Hayes, Devin Dawson, & Jordan Davis. Let's see the rest of the track list now.

Track list.

Hot truck beer.

Go getter.

Solo solo.

On the boat again.

Hearts and habits.

When it all shakes out.

Hope less.

It don't, He won't and you do.

Friends don't let friends.

Boy in the Chevrolet.

Shrank.

Nothing.

Somewhere south with Rum.

The ending.

Hey can I buy a beer.

Loose cannon.

And that's a wrap for the track list. And on the MSR (Midnight Star Review), I would give this new album a 4.5 out of 5 stars. I am not a fan of the digital albums, so with Jake deciding to make a CD that didn't have to get digitally. Another well-rounded album from Jake with a lot of songs that I had to highlight. Thanks for taking the time to read this review. See ya all next time.

[fullmetalscullyy]

anywhere with you - epilogue

summary: Two kingdoms came together after a brief, but bloody, war and brokered peace, strengthening the bond between them. The price? One of the kings sending his son as a peace offering. King Berthold was baffled at the prospect and the reason behind Prince Roy’s arrival. It was completely unexpected. However, with another invasion from the north looming on the horizon just beyond their forest borders, he had no choice but to keep Roy by his side. At a loss of where to assign him in his grief, Prince Roy was appointed as Princess Riza Hawkeye’s guard.

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A Royai fantasy and adventure AU

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rated: t

words: 2654

tags: royai, fantasy au, roleswap, kinda, royalty au, adventure, grief, conflict, war, angst, angst with a happy ending, idiots in love, friends to lovers, mutual pining, pure self indulgence, character death, death, past abuse

snippet:

“Speaking of, run off to see your prince, My Lady. I look forward to hearing all about it upon your return.” Rebecca even winked.

At the mention of Roy, Riza’s breath caught in her throat and her excitement returned ten-fold.

It had been a long week without him.

Too long.

And now, they were finally to be reunited.

“He’s in the agreed upon place?”

Jean stopped his mumbling and dropped his half-hearted glares to nod, finally meeting Riza’s gaze with a wide smile. “Ride north, towards the waterfalls. That’s where he wishes to meet you. He told me he’d be “in your spot”.”

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[sexylittleslutsls]

…. is always a fun adventure together .. every time ….

[gulliblelemon]

Chapter 5

“I suppose we’ll have to make do,” Simon said, before slowly pressing himself forward - thighs, hips, and chests touching - and dropping a quick, dirty kiss to Wille’s lips, before tearing off, leaving Wille momentarily stunned. By the time Wille gathered his remaining wits and sped after him, Simon had already divested himself of his t-shirt and was standing on the edge of the pool, the slightly blue ripples reflecting off his skin.  Wille’s brain ground to a halt once more. Although his hands and mouth had been all over that torso this morning, they’d been so closely wrapped around each other that he hadn’t really had a chance to look. So he looked now. Simon’s body was all smooth planes and sharp edges, soft curves and enticing hollows. He wanted to touch every part of it. Caress his chest down to his hips. Lick his way down— Wille was snapped out of his daydream by a small laugh. “You’re drooling,” Simon said, a pleased smile on his lips.

Read chapter 5 on AO3. Or start from the beginning. (M, 48k/57k)

[etherealperrie]

just wanted to update y'all & say that I haven't abandoned "Anywhere With You", I'm working on pt. 2 but I was taking care of my grandma who had covid and now I have covid, so my body is forcing me to sleep over write. BUT! I hope to have part 2 done soon for y'all bc you all have been SO kind about part 1 and I cannot wait to share more with you <3

[last-capy-hupping]

Found your tumblr! I’ve been reading AWY these past weeks, and I think it’s brilliant. I love your characterisation of Finno, and Anarcalin. You really make your OCs seem real. Anyway, thank you.

Thank you so much! I loved writing Finno and his own inner struggles in this. I wanted to give him a chance to be messy and have an arc. Really thrilled to hear that you like my OCs, especially Anarcalin!

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@eatmysassx i need to devour you

[bonbriver]

Maggie Rogers | 2.10.23 | Roadrunner | Boston, MA