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jjkilll · 6 months ago

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the one when jungkook wants to take you stargazing

— pairing I ceo jk x architect y/n

— warning | implied smut, body worship kinda, they both super obsessed husband and wives. wonderful husband jungkook.

— song | stargazing - the neighbourhood

— wc | 0.8K

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Jungkook shakes you awake. “Baby? Baby come on I want to show you something.” yawn and look at the clock, “Jungkook it’s three in the morning.” You say rolling over. “come on the helicopter is waiting.”

“Helicopter?” You ask peeking up. “What the hell Jungkook?” He smiles “Come on baby I want to show you something.”

“Okay okay,” you say as he drags you out of bed. you quickly get dressed and you take the elevator to the roof.

The ride is short but beautiful nonetheless. The city lights of New York never fail to pull at your heartstrings, and with Jungkook by your side, you feel like you’ve won the lottery.

To stand at the dock. “a boat, jungkook?” he shushes you, “I promise it’s necessary.”

You roll your eyes and get on the boat. Cruising the water feels amazing, calming, and light. You look at your hands entangled with one another and that gorgeous diamond on your finger. You trace the tattoos on his arm. “I’m obsessed with you.” you say to him. he smiles, “How did I land someone like you. I’m so lucky.” you lean your head on his arm. “if anything I’m the lucky one,” he whispered.

“Oh look- look up” Jungkook points to the stars. Look at the bright one.” he spins you around and points. “it’s beautiful, baby.” You’re breathless. It shone right over a house right off the lake. “It’s yours,” he says warmly.

“I bought it.”

You turn to face him. “Jeon Jungkook no you didn’t buy me a fucking star!!” you scream. “You bought me a star! You’re the best husband in the whole world. You bought me a star!” You scream again. he watches you fondly as you jump in excitement. You kiss him deeply. “you bought me a fucking star.” you whisper against his lips. he hums and you kiss him again. “I’m giving you the best head when we get back.” he laughs, “There’s more wait.”

“There's more?!” You scream. Suddenly you dock at the house under the star. He grabs your hand covering your eyes with his hand. You stumble a bit. “Jungkook help.” He holds your waist guiding you onto the smooth payment. He stopped at the beautiful double doors. “these doors are amazing holy shit, look at the stained glass. You say as Jungkook opens the door. “Come on.” He grabs your hand and shuts the door behind you.

You step into the living room. The fireplace going and the lights are low. You walk over to the bookcase admiring the records. “holy shit this is original Fleetwood Mac and Bob Marley. What the fuck this is crazy.” You say exploring the shelf more. “Ooh, lemony snicket.” You say making your way to a shelf in the dining room before you stop. You look ahead at a Jungkook who's just watching you look around.

“wait.” you say walking to the other door into the kitchen. “this is…” follows behind. You walk up the stairs. Suddenly every turn is increasingly familiar. “…how did you?” He smiles at you as you turn to face him. “This is our house. You built our house?” He hums walking up to you. “yeah, I took your blueprint back in December, copied them, and put them right back, you never noticed shockingly. I bought a new copier just to get them.” He says you lean into him hugging him tightly. “I thought about what you said about raising kids in the city. I figured you’d want to do it in your dream house.” he smiles. You start to cry. “Why are you crying baby?” He asks patting your back and rubbing your head.

“You bought me a star and you built my house and you expect me not to cry.” You hit his chest softly as he chuckles. “I’m not sad. I'm just happy, I'm so fucking happy babe.” He smiles. You wipe your tears and kiss him. “wait so those records are mine?” You ask excitedly. He nods tucking his bottom lip between his teeth.

“Oh you gotta put a baby in me now.” you kiss him. “I’m serious. fuck me,” you say pulling him closer. his hand land on your waist finding their way to your ass giving it a squeeze. you gasp allowing him to slip his tongue in your mouth.

“Fuck.” He slaps your ass and you giggle. “You’re just so pretty.” He hums. He grabs your neck turning you so your back is against his chest. “My pretty pretty wife wants a baby, huh?” You nod whining. “Use your words, baby. Let me hear you.”

“Please, I wanna have your babies. fill me up.” You smile, “Oh you’re so fucking nasty, baby.” He says sucking your neck. “Gonna let me fuck you from the back?” He smiles. “Please, baby. touch me.” He gropes your tits through your shirt pulling your bra down. “You’re so fucking sexy. You just let me do whatever I want to you... like my own little doll.”

He pulls your shirt over your head and unhooks your bra watching your tits bounce. His big hands rub your body. He yanks your shorts down. “Bend over for me, baby”

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echoingbirdsofprey · 9 days ago

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Back Forty View (On Our Piece Of Ground)

1 - First Cast, When The Waters Glass

Pairings: Tyler Owens x OFC Georgia Tennley-Owens, Jake 'Hangman' Seresin x OFC Samantha Kazansky

Rating: EXPLICIT (MDNI!)

Warnings: Nothing spectacular just mentions of pregnancy and lots of swearing (as usual)

A/N: Here it is! The crossover that (maybe) you've all been waiting for! I'm so excited to bring this to y'all! As always there will be mature themes so please read at your discretion and please leave comments, likes and reblog as it's always appreciated! If you haven't read the other two parts, check them out as they give you background on both Tyler/Georgia and Jake/Sam's relationships. There will only be the link to the playlist on the masterlist. ALSO! I will be continuing to write parts for the other two parts in conjunction with this but it will not be as frequent as this for a bit. These chapters will also probably be slightly longer than what I normally write. Hope you enjoy! If you want to be added to the tag list, let me know! I added anyone who was tagged on the other parts, already! Also, also, if you read on A03 there are spoilers in the character tags.

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Tyler sat in the bass boat, leaned back against the motor, his fishing line cast far out to one side, Jake’s to the other. Their dog, Dixie, was sitting smack in the middle of the boat, next to the cooler, watching birds land in the trees along the shore. Every once in a while she would twitch, as if she was going to launch out of the boat and swim back to shore to try to climb one of the trees for a bird snack. Jake had joked after the first time Kenny took them shooting that they should let Dixie be a bird dog too, but she just preferred to bark at shit more than retrieve stuff.

Jake’s line bobbed and he began to reel his line in slowly. At the end was a brilliant, large bass, at least thirty pounds, plenty of meat on it for dinner tonight. He high fived Tyler, whose line had begun to bob soon after.

“What the fuck is that? Bitch is heavy.” Tyler said, struggling to reel in what was on his line. Jake glanced over his shoulder and was about to grab the rod from his brother, which was one of his worst habits. Tyler had tackled him more than once trying to teach him to not do that. Jake was bubbling with excitement as Tyler reeled in his catch. He grabbed Tyler’s shoulders and shook him. Tyler laughed and cursed as the fish at the end of the line thrashed as it got closer to the boat. Tyler tried with all of his might to pull it in. Jake reached over the side of the boat and grabbed it, helping to get it into the boat.

“That’s a fuckin’ alligator gar you sonofabitch! Kenny’s gonna be fuckin’ siked!” Jake exclaimed as he pulled the hook from the fish’s mouth. It was almost double the size of his own fish. He gazed at its serrated teeth and Tyler opened the cooler to put both fish inside.

“Bruh, I think we’re done for the day. Any more weight and we’re gonna sink.” Tyler joked and Jake nodded in agreement.

“I know usually we catch shitty little fish. What the fuck happened today?” Jake asked and then he glanced down at Dixie, whose long tail was pounding on the bottom of the boat excitedly.

“We brought Dixie! Our good luck charm!” Tyler chuckled and he reached over to scratch behind her ears. She whined as Tyler started the motor and Jake packed away their gear. Once he was done, Dixie hopped into Jake’s lap for the rest of the ride back to shore. They headed home with an excellent cache of fish and enough time and light to go practice roping some steers when they got there.

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Jake was a ball of anxiety as he and Sam pulled up to the farmhouse. It had been too many months since his deployment, since being taken as a prisoner and tortured, and not enough since he’d met Sam. It had felt like such a long while away that Tyler had called him freaking out about Georgia maybe, possibly being pregnant. It had been exactly seven months since Tyler said “I wanna come visit.” And then Jake decided against that because he had been about to start his special detachment and all hell broke loose with Tyler’s life. No matter how long they were apart though, the boys always gravitated back to each other. It was Jake though who needed this more than anyone.

I need to see you, Ty.

The words echoed in his head as he stepped out of the rental truck, Sam climbing out of the other side. They’d landed in Little Rock and took the one hour drive toward Dardanelle so that Sam could meet his parents. From there, another four hours in the rented F-150 and a gas station stop or two later, they’d arrived in Stillwater, Oklahoma, at the cute farm that his brother had purchased not too long ago.

He heard the squeak of a screen door that Tyler hadn’t gotten around to fixing yet, and Sam watched as her fiance’s eyes filled with tears for the second time that day. He nearly ran up the porch steps and slung his arms around his older-by-a-few-hours brother, Tyler Owens. A literal carbon copy with some exceptions. Tyler was about the same height, maybe slightly taller than Jake, give or take a half an inch, and his hair was a darker blond, almost brown. Tyler had a decent amount of fuzz growing on his face, not quite a full beard yet, but it was on its way. Tyler’s eyes were the exact same shade of sage green, but they were tired and his face looked much more sun worn than Jake.

“Tyler, this is Sam.” Jake said, motioning for Sam to come up onto the porch. She does, and Tyler can only smile and hug her, not surprised at who Jake picked to be his wife. Equally as pretty as Jake, she looked nothing like a country girl, but she could if she wanted. She could definitely fake it and the surety in her steps told Tyler that she had given Jake a run for his money, and the challenge he needed to stay interested for life. Sam smiled up at Tyler and noticed that same warmth in his features that Jake often exhibited. Tyler just didn’t hide his.

“Come in, come in.” Tyler said and ushered them both in the house. It was cozy and a beautiful open floor plan had Sam planning for her future. From the hallway, a figure appeared, followed by three rambunctious puppies. As the figure came into view, Jake stepped forward and Tyler took a hold of his shoulder. He squeezed and Jake could feel every emotion in that one gesture.

“Jake...this is Georgia.” Tyler said, as Georgia flashed a warm smile at the man who stood next to her husband. Jake stepped over and carefully hugged Georgia, noticing just how pregnant she was. He introduced Sam and she stepped forward and hugged Georgia as well.

“You’re gonna have four babies real soon.” Jake mused and Tyler clapped him on the back.

“Funny, Jake.” He said sarcastically and Tyler led his brother toward the kitchen.

“Mind if we go get our ‘children’?” Sam asked and Georgia went with her to help. Sam carried Rocco, and Ballast and Muster followed her faithfully. They were excited to see Georgia and as they bounded into the house, it became apparent how big they had gotten in a very short amount of time. They were taller and lankier than the heelers, but in the open floor space between the living room and the kitchen, they exchanged face and butt sniffs and settled easily as if they had always lived here with the cattle dogs. Rocco looked out of place but as usual, he courageously walked into the middle of all the dogs and plopped his little red butt down in a sit, looking up at Sam expectantly. The little red dog exuded confidence that all of the other dogs couldn't put a paw to.

“Well, that was easy.” Georgia remarked as she motioned for Sam to follow her to the kitchen. The ladies joined their significant others in there, where Tyler was regaling Jake of the last big chase. The one where Kate’s barrels flew. Even with her being very pregnant, Georgia was still a good host. “Anything to drink?” She asked, placing a glass of iced tea in front of Tyler. Jake asked for the same and Sam just requested water. Georgia then went to sit in the chair next to Tyler, but he pulled her into his lap instead. Jake smirked, finally getting to see just how much Tyler loved this girl. Jake knew she broke his brother’s heart, but he also knew that the commitment she was making now was more than enough to make up for that. This was exactly what Tyler had always wanted. The life he dreamed of was right in front of him, and he was now sharing it with his brother.

“So, how long do you think you’ll wanna stay with us for?” Georgia asked as Jake sipped on the tea.

“Well, we wanted to stay through Christmas and into January. I wanted to see some snow again. I was hopin’ we would be able to be here for the birth though. I wanna see my nephew before I'm back up in the air.” Jake said, glancing at Sam. She smiled and nodded. She didn’t have a timeline in mind and she was fully remote for her work anyway. Jake was able to take some remote work too and Cyclone suggested he make the most of his medical leave. Take all the time he needs. Don’t rush to get back up in the air. He needed to get back in tip top physical condition and he wasn’t quite there yet. Jake was also still seeing a therapist once a week, so he'd be on Tele-Health calls while he was out here. He would continue to talk to Ryker regularly through text too.

“They're thinking March-ish is when he's due. Tyler and I are hoping he's a little early and healthy.” Georgia said and Jake watched as his brother nuzzled against his wife's neck. Tyler had always been the lovey dovey one of the pair so it wasn't surprising to see him like this.

“You want him early?” Sam asked, the thought of labor weighing heavy on her mind. It was a thought that scared Sam a bit. She wanted kids with Jake but the whole thing unsettled her. It made her feel entirely too vulnerable. But as she gazed at Georgia, she thought maybe it wouldn't be as terrifying as she thought.

“We'd love that. Tyler would be around longer.” Georgia said and Tyler nodded.

“Yeah but I've already got plans in place for the chasin’ season. Gotta be here for the little guy.” Tyler explained and that made Jake smile. They had similar thoughts on being away from their significant others. Jake didn't want to be deployed while Sam was pregnant, when that happened, because he wanted to make sure he was taking care of her. He also wanted to be there for the first few months because he figured those would be the hardest.

“I'm excited for you guys. We're really gettin’ somewhere in life, huh T?” Jake said and Tyler could do nothing more than smile at his brother. He was right. Jake had matured more than Tyler ever thought he would. To even be thinking about marrying a girl would've been out of the question for Jake not too long ago. It was a whole other commitment that Tyler had always wanted, that Jake would always say up and down that he never did.

“How about all your pups? You're gonna have scary dog privilege.” Tyler mused and Jake glanced at Sam.

“It was Sam's idea. After the mission went south...a friend of hers offered them. And she already had Rocco, who's liked me from the start.” Jake touted, and Sam gave him a look of annoyance.

“Having the dogs has really helped Jake with everything.” Sam said softly and Jake's brows furrowed. Suddenly, his outspoken and fiery fiance, was shy. It was a side of her that he was surprised, maybe even a little worried to see. He took one of her hands and squeezed. Her eyes locked with his for a moment and then she looked away.

“We had a dog when we were in high school. She passed away last year from old age.” Tyler said and Jake straightened a little in his seat.

“Yeah, Kenny said he kind of regretted getting her as old as she was. But she was a good dog. We had a lot of fun with her. Got into a whole hell of a lot of trouble too.” Jake said and Tyler let a chuckle escape his lips and he shook his head.

“Not a bird dog.” Tyler said and Jake nodded.

“Never.” Jake laughed a little and then there was a comfortable silence that filled the house. It made Jake take a deep breath and what felt like months, maybe even years of built up tension began to melt away. It had been too long that they'd been apart. Jake made a vow to himself, in his own mind, to never go that long without seeing his brother ever again.

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“R’member when we used to do truck pulls?” Tyler asked, as he and Jake shared a glass of whiskey and a view of the paddock from the porch. Georgia had brought Sam for a tour of the barn, so the brothers were left to their own devices for a little while.

“Fuck if I don’t. Damn. That was wild shit we did.” Jake laughed a hearty laugh then and Tyler couldn't help the smile that reached his eyes.

“Member that rusted ole green Ford you picked up for five hunnit bucks? Fuckin’ thang was a tank.” Tyler's twang came out even more when he was in the presence of his brother. He was comfortable, in a different way than with Georgia. With her, there was a deep intimacy and an understanding for such primal things that went beyond any other bodily bond that Tyler had with anyone. Jake and Tyler’s souls were intertwined, in an out of body way. Something in the aether of the world connected them, giving them what seemed like super powers, but it was just that they were two halves of a whole entity. Nearly identical twins, they just felt things between each other than no one else did.

“Yeah it was. Shit. And I can’t believe you pulled with that square body. Whatever happened to that thing?” Jake asked, sipping on the whiskey. The burn seeping down his throat felt heavenly.

“Tornado got her. Rolled her the first chase Boone and I ever went on. We drove around in this crap Dodge Dakota for the longest time before the channel took off. Then I bought Ole Red.” Tyler explained and then motioned to the red dually, almost lovingly.

“They got sanctioned shit now. Take that big bitch and pull with it. You’d win for sure.” Jake said, making Tyler laugh again.

“Nah. Gotta keep it good for chasin’.” Tyler said, waving off the suggestion.

“You still gonna do that with a kid on the way?” Jake asked.

“Course we are. Well...I don’t know that Gee will. She’ll probably stay home with the kid and the pups. I won’t go out as much. Wanna be here to watch him grow up, y’know? And I don't think this'll be the last either. Gee is really willing to give me anything, Jake.” Tyler's voice sounded unsteady then and Jake examined his brother with concern.

“Yeah...are you scared?” Jake asked, finishing off his whiskey. Tyler poured him a little more and poured himself more as well.

“Fuckin’ terrified, but...it’s all okay ‘cause I got her beside me and I got my wingman when I need him, right?” Tyler reached for Jake, taking a hold of his shoulder with a strong grip. Jake reached up and placed his hand over his brother's. Tyler's hands were rough and worn, just like Jake remembered them being. There was always a steadiness In Tyler's hands, even when he was going through it after Georgia left. Jake, for a moment, felt like a kid again, ready to go start some trouble.

Meanwhile, Georgia and Sam walked around the property together. They connected initially over having horses albeit very different types of riding.

“You used to show the big fancy jumping horses?” Georgia asked as they stepped into the barn. Sam felt a grounding sense of comfort, smelling horse hair and hay. They stopped at the first stall, as all the horses were in and eating their dinner grain. Twist, as usual, walked away from her grain, hoping Georgia had a carrot or an apple for her, as she normally did. Georgia pulled a peppermint from her jacket pocket, unwrapping it and giving it to Twist. The mare crunched happily and nickered softly, as if she was thanking Georgia.

“She’s gorgeous. This is the one that you went to the NFR on?” Sam asked as she reached up to rub the mare’s forehead. Twist leaned into Sam’s touch, closing her eyes. Georgia nodded.

“We did everything. The paint mare too. We even did a hunter under saddle class at the Quarter horse Congress.” Georgia said and Sam’s eyes went wide.

“Wow, you did some serious competing. Was Tyler with you for all of that?” Sam asked and Georgia shook her head.

“No, we had parted ways at that point. Tyler had a bull riding accident that ended his career and I couldn’t stay with him. I couldn’t stay at home either, so I went on the road for nearly five years. It was hard. It sucked and I don’t wanna do it again. I almost regret leavin’ Tyler, but at the same time, I’da never done everythin’ I did, and Tyler never woulda startin’ chasin’ storms. And then we probably never would’ve reconnected.” Georgia explained, as they continued down the line of stalls.

“Jake hasn't told me much, but I know he was there for Tyler through all of that. It seems like the two of you were meant to find each other again. And you two seem to really love each other.” Sam said, as they passed Rascals's stall and he stuck his nose out to say hi. Georgia gave him a mint and rubbed his muzzle. They headed out the back of the barn and Sam looked out over the property and then she nervously turned to Georgia. “Can I ask you something?”

“Sure.” Georgia placed her hand at Sam's back and ushered her toward the arena. They stopped at the fence and Sam took a deep breath.

“Jake and I have talked about having kids...but I'm honestly terrified. I've never wanted kids. It makes me sick to my stomach to think about. I just cant't imagine growing a little human inside me and then having to push it out nine months later. It sounds like hell, but...despite all of that, I want to raise a family with him.” Sam explained and Georgia rubbed Sam's back gently. Sam gazed out over the arena and then turned her head to look at Georgia, who had an understanding expression.

“So are you asking if this is every bit as terrible as it sounds or if it's all worth it? Yes...the morning sickness sucks, the cramps and not being able to do anythin’ sucks...but knowin’ that Tyler and I are going to get to raise this kid together and try to do it better than our parents...that does make it all worth it. I am a little scared of giving birth because I know it's gonna to be painful, but I know once we see Jaycen for the first time, all that pain is just going to melt away. And we're gonna love the shit outta that kid.” Georgia's point of view put Sam at ease then, more than she thought it would. Georgia had conviction that Sam admired. She was confident in her beliefs too, which made Sam feel a little less concerned about the entire prospect. Georgia pulled her into a tight hug that Sam didn't know she needed until it was happening.

“Thing is though, Sam, you should tell Jake how you feel. I have no doubt that he'll understand and I can tell by the way that he looks at you that he loves you a whole hell of a lot. Just talk to him.” Georgia motioned for her to follow and they walked back toward the house, where the boys were a couple whiskeys deep and feeling good. All the dogs had elected to stay on the porch with them, so they greeted Sam and Georgia excitedly.

It was well through the afternoon at that point, so they all retreated to the warmth of the house for dinner. Tyler and Georgia made a Shepherd's pie, while Jake and Sam entertained the dogs and set the table. They lit the fireplace, the house warming up quickly. The nice thing about the living room was that there was no TV, only the couches and the fireplace. Tyler's laptop sat on the coffee table, as he mostly worked from there when he had to post videos, but other than that the room was a place of peace and quiet.

Slowly, Georgia's sister had come in, here and there, and taken hers and her husband's belongings, so the house was beginning to empty, making room for Tyler and Georgia's possessions. There were now several more empty rooms in the house, which was great for Jake and Sam. They were able to take up a room, and Tyler would eventually set up an office inside for himself. He had plans to make an office space for Georgia too, even though she insisted she didn’t need it. The first order of business before all of that though, was to make a nursery for Jaycen, and Sam was very willing to help with that. Georgia didn’t want to do anything crazy, just to put the crib in there, a changing area, and a chair for her to sit in while she was nursing him. Tyler wanted to get as much done before Jaycen was born.

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“Samantha...we shouldn't...” Jake said softly, as her lips touched his and then traveled down to his exposed collarbone. He was right, they definitely shouldn't be making out on his brother's couch, while he and his wife were just on the porch, enjoying the quiet of the newly minted morning. Jake knew immediately being here was going to ease a lot of tension that he and Sam were carrying, but it was also going to bring up other issues that they needed to discuss.

“Oh come on, Jake, they're busy. We could just...” She chimed as her fingers reached under the hem of his shirt and tickled around his belly button. He sucked in a sharp breath and grabbed her wrist gently.

“Sam...you're bad.” Jake's voice grew deeper, his eyes darker with lust as he let go of her wrist and gave in and over to her a little, running his hand up her arm, over her shoulder, to cup her cheek and pull her steady for a kiss.

“You shouldn't have made me this way.” She mused, their warm breath mingling together. Jake sighed and smirked, his other hand wrapping firmly around her hip.

“You should learn some manners.” He growled, digging his nails in and making Sam moan softly into their kiss. He could feel her lips turn up in a naughty grin, one fit to make the devil jealous.

“Hey, seriously. Stop.” Jake said softly, no malice in his words, but they stung Sam all the same. She drew back and her jaw tightened. She folded her arms across her stomach and Jake immediately reached for her. His eyes filled with regret and his nose scrunched slightly, his mouth thinning. “Don’t do that. Don’t shut me out. Talk to me.”

“I’m sorry that I want you so bad.” Sam murmured as Jake tried to gently pry her arms from her body. She let him, her hands traveling to either side of his head. She smoothed over the hair behind his ears and let her thumbs run across his cheek bones. His eyes fluttered closed and he swallowed hard.

“Nah, that’s not it. I love you and I know by now you wanna tell me something when you’re like this. We both do this.” Jake said, as he crawled over the top of her, pushing her down against the cushions. She let him, feeling safe underneath him. Feeling like she could tell him. He was right too, that the most intimate conversations they’ve had were when they were making out or after they’ve just had sex. They both felt safety in the vulnerability.

“I...I...was...talking to Georgia...about them having a baby...and...I told her how I’m...terrified of that...but I want to do it anyway. Because of you.” Sam explained, her eyes leaving his and focusing on his lips. He spread Sam’s legs with his own, one of hers hanging off the couch with her foot resting on the floor. Jake settled there and leaned down to press his lips to hers before speaking.

“Why are you scared of that? If it scares you that much we can wait...” Jake said and Sam shook her head.

“It just seems so uncomfortable, and stressful, and I worry about you getting deployed again...but I also know falling in love with you, I signed up for all of everything that comes with you being in the Navy. Those are my insecurities...” Sam tilted her head away, offering her neck to him, but before he could move she looked back at him. “I don’t want to wait. The older we get, the more there’s a chance of...complications. And if we’re going to have kids, I want enough years with them. I didn’t get enough time with my father..and I’m fucking everything up with my mother...”

Tears filled Sam’s eyes and Jake breathed out, his brows knitting as he felt a heavy sorrow wash over him. His first instinct was to capture her lips once again and hold her close, which he did.

“Sam...honey bun...it’ll be okay...I understand what you’re saying. I get it. But I think we need to take everything day by day while we’re here. We still have to talk about the wedding. I’ve still gotta get all better. Let’s enjoy some of this down time during the holidays. Let’s talk about this when you’re a little less upset. And if we’re gonna have a kid, let’s just let it happen. I think if we over plan for it, it’s only gonna make your concerns worse. Maybe we just keep it at the back of our minds. And whatever happens, you just know that I will fight to take care of you as hard as I have to. You know I would do anything for you.” Jake’s voice was comforting as his hands traveled over her body, down to her waist and under the hem of her shirt. He was so gentle and his touch nearly grabbed a hold of all of her fears and worries and brushed them away, at least for a little while. There was a lot they had to do, and a lot for them to think about, but for right now, they would enjoy the change in scenery, and this new feeling of family in Oklahoma.

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bodhranwriting · 1 year ago

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The Chosen Many

Destiny is a woman.

There’s nothing much important about that particular aspect of Her. It wouldn’t make much difference to the world if the sparks that make up the goddess of human fate had decided that Her avatar should be male or genderless. After all, personality is more important than genitalia when you can shape them yourself and She would have been just as a much as an arsehole if She’d been a He.

The important part is that She made Herself a humanoid body and, with humanoid bodies, come humanoid thoughts.

Thoughts like, ‘I’m bored’ and ‘You know what might be fun?’

Gods aren’t worshipped here. They turn up too often and overstay their welcome: rather like that one friend at a party who didn’t bring any alcohol and is suddenly very insistent on trying out a watery interpretation of socialism. At best, the more conscientious ones get thank-you gifts. At worst, it’s a toxic relationship for whomever has caught their attention.

Priests tend to get friendly with the bottom of a glass by their third year in service.

Destiny doesn’t have priests. Contrary to popular belief, She doesn’t have much interest in everyday people either. If you were to be honest – preferably in the temple of another god She’d recently annoyed – Destiny’s plans are faint pencil sketches for most. Often, She gets bored and, apart from one or two big events, most people have blameless, simple lives.

But sometimes, She likes to leave a massive metaphorical rake across the lifespans of a significant number of people.

This is one of these times.

And here we meet Sandford Candles – Sand – riding towards the village of Westbank, blissfully unaware that it is going to be obliterated by the hand of fate before he has time to finish his residency.

He was a skinny, suntanned youth, old enough to grow a beard but so far completely unable to. His hair was the colour of wet straw and cut in the style of Not Able to Afford a Proper Barber. Stray tufts stuck up at irregular intervals and occasionally he attempted to flatten them with his hand, but since he had three out of five fingers, it was less successful than he obviously intended. He was clad in the junior uniform of the Royal College of Medicine – maroon breeches, cream tunic, sky-blue jerkin – which had never looked good on anyone who wasn’t colourblind and therefore did not look good on him.

It certainly didn’t look good after a few hours of being rained on, but it was telling that that hadn’t upset him. Sand moved through the world with the good humour of someone who has never yet had anything bad happen to him.

Besides, the last rays of the setting sun were shining down on him through the autumnal leaves, the birds were singing, and he could see signs of civilisation that suggested his destination wasn’t too much further. He was taking his first steps – or rather, Arta, his horse was carrying him – into the next chapter of his life and he’d be damned if he wasn’t going to make the best of it.

His enthusiasm wasn’t even dampened as he rode into what certain, snootier classmates would term a ‘bend in the road’. A cluster of cottages huddled around a square of green, gradually fanning out into lonely farmhouses and huts ranged along the lakeside. Shepherds were herding their sheep and chickens back into their barns, fishers tying up their boats at the slick-wood docks, and small shopkeepers shutting up. Flies buzzed over the water, black swarms coiling unpleasantly.

Most of them stopped as Sand rode in, watching him in polite silence, their stares raking him from head-to-toe.

He coughed nervously. “Um, hello?”

One of the fishers – a tall, dark woman– sighed heavily and jerked her thumb back the way he came. “If you’re looking for Mother Nylund, back to the red oak, take a left, and don’t get eaten.”

Sand blinked, wetting his suddenly dry lips. “I – “

“She’s a scary one, our Nylund. Last apprentice ran away crying.” The fisher grinned unpleasantly. “You look like one for crying.”

“Uh…” Sand scanned the faces of the crowd. To his slight relief, several of them were shaking their heads at the speaker, a few turning back to work. One of them – a stout, ragged old man in a multicoloured shirt – caught his eye and gave him a wink and a sly thumbs-up. The effect was slightly spoiled by him immediately taking a long drag from a bottle in his hand and spilling it on his collar.

“Are you deaf?”

Dragging his attention away from the ensuing scuffle as a shopkeeper stepped in to disarm the man of his alcohol, Sand said, “No. Thank you for the directions.”

As he urged Arta to turn, he heard the woman called, “Don’t worry, you’ll get used to the flies!”

The laughter, hopefully, wasn’t all aimed at him.

A few minutes and a stomach-churning second of believing he was lost later, Sand urged Arta towards a squat stone cottage overrun with ivy. A half-circle of a fence enclosed it in a front plot of tamped-down dirt with a chicken run and pen lurking by the edge, but by the smell wafting in the breeze, there had to be a massive herb garden around the back.

Dust boiled up over his feet as he slid lightly off her back and he steeled himself as he strode towards the front door. He raised his fist to knock –

And nearly fell into the hallway as someone yanked it open with considerable force. That same someone grabbed him by the collar and snapped, “Have you ever had a baby?”

“I – no – I’ve been sent from the College –“

“I know you’re from the College, man! Have you delivered a baby?”

Sand gaped. “Not yet, I’m –“

“Well, there’s a first time for everything and lucky you, it’s breech. Take this and get on your horse!”

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joelswritingmistress · 1 year ago

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Oh Captain, My Captain: Chapter 2

Chapter Summary: You gather your nerves as you wait at the bar to see if Joel and his coworkers will arrive. When they do show, your confidence drops and you realize you never formed a plan. The sight of the captain leaves you speechless.

Joel x f!reader

You knew if you showed up to the bar first it would be less suspicious than if you practically followed "Captain Joel" into the place.

He said he was showering first, you remembered. Showering. Out back. That's what he said. It left your mind wandering down all sorts of avenues you tried to redirect from as you headed down the quiet seaside sidewalk.

Out back? You wondered if that meant an outdoor shower. There were plenty of them attached to the little cottages in the area. You imagined his muscular back, a shade lighter than his tanned arms and water coating sun-kissed skin. It was a hell of a fantasy for being in the man's company for less than an hour. You hadn't even really talked to one another.

Shake it off, you told yourself. It was time to attempt to act like an adult. Year twenty-three made you feel a little caught in between. Sometimes you felt like you had your shit together and other times you fell back into the same old, college-style habits with your friends. It was a fun time but you found yourself in funks here and there in your down time because you weren't quite sure how to make the leap with both feet into adulthood.

The Lamp Post came into view and you tried to put on your game face, leaving the endless thoughts in your head behind - for now. A pair of mermaids, a blond on the left and a redhead on the right topped the bar's name on the fun, little sign that greeted people on the walkway. The place seemed relatively low key as it was tucked away around the corner on a street that dead-ended where the ocean began. From the entrance you could see a pair of kayakers slinking out of the water up a sandy piece of slab.

You took a breath and headed inside, only to be carded immediately as you took a seat at the bar.

"What're you drinking?" The bartender asked.

Your eyes scanned the drinks of the other patrons. Pabst Blue Ribbon. Bud Lite. Miller Lite. Random pints in glasses. A stray martini down the end.

"I'll do the Dogfish draft," you requested, removing your debit card from your purse, "Please."

"You got it. Start a tab?"

"Sure."

When the beer arrived you sipped on it and alternated between glancing out at the ocean, eying the television behind the bartender and scanning the place to see if Joel had snuck in.

As you finished about three quarters of your beer, the door to the establishment whipped open with a chorus of laughter and the three men wandered into the place.

Your heart dropped and any ounce of confidence left your body. You suddenly wondered if it was a bad idea to come here. How weird would you look when the captain of your tourist cruise ship realized you had stalked him to a little dive bar down the road from his work?

Fuck.

When Joel's eyes met yours you realized you were staring and turned your body fully so your legs were tucked beneath the bar.

Smooth. Fucking smooth.

You sipped your beer and felt Joel and the other two guys breeze behind your back as they searched for bar stools. There wasn't an ounce of you that had the self control not to look over your shoulder - and so you did. Joel was the only one who appeared to remember you from the boat ride. He gave you a second look, a smirk tugging at the corners of his lips, and settled in two seats away, leaving the one between you empty.

"Three PBRs, please," Joel ordered, pulling out a twenty to cover it.

"I'll get next," the guy beside him offered.

You tried to pretend to keep your attention on the television. The Redsox game was on and you quietly sipped away at the bottom of your beer. You realized you should've had some kind of plan in place, but the second you saw Joel's face you froze.

"You can get her another of whatever she's drinking," you heard his voice say. It prompted you to turn toward him as he slipped the bartender another ten.

Before you could say anything, Joel motioned to the television and nodded toward you. "Sox are winning, huh?"

"Yeah," you said with a nod. "It's a good game."

"Good thing that last guy struck out with the bases loaded."

You were starting to thaw but you still felt frozen. "Yeah. Good thing." You were simply agreeing with whatever he said because you hadn't been paying a lick of attention to the baseball game. Hell, you didn't watch hardly any baseball at all.

Joel chuckled. "The Sox are down five runs." He motioned to the television. "And that last guy hit a homerun."

The bartender slid a beer your way and you exchanged the empty glance with it. "Thanks," you said to him and then raised it in the air to Joel. "Thank you."

"You're welcome."

"You're right I wasn't really paying attention to the game," you confessed. "Just spacing out."

"Mmm.." he smirked again and leaned an elbow on the bar as he reached for his beer. "I'm Joel."

You introduced yourself more formally and added. "Yeah, I think you were.. uh.. the boat captain. I just took a ride."

Joel grinned wider like he knew something you didn't. It was right then that you were certain he was seeing right through you. You weren't very good at playing the game.

"I know," he said with a nod. If called you out on eavesdropping on his conversation and then essentially showing up at the bar he planned to be at you would die. Not that you didn't deserve it. If someone had gone through that trouble with you, you wouldn't know what to think.

"Do you come here often?" You asked him.

Joel nodded. "Weekends after work. Maybe a random stop during the week if it's been a long day." He paused and looked at you more directly. "You come here often?"

When your bottom lip separated from your top one he gave a chuckle, knowing full well the answer was no. You laughed lightly with him.

Joel asked a more genuine question now. One that you could answer. "How long are you in town?"

"We leave next weekend. My parents may take the boat to Block Island or something a few days."

"Mmm." Joel's response had a hint of disapproval and he sipped on his lager again.

"What?" You asked.

"Boat huh? Let me guess, Greenwich, Connecticut here on an extended holiday hopping from one New England island to another."

You made a face. "Is there something wrong with that? And no. We're from Mystic, actually. Not Greenwich."

Joel chuckled again and one of the guys he was with whistled the familiar damning Beethoven tune.

"Thanks for the beer." You rolled your eyes at them and turned your attention back to the ball game.

Joel moved over a seat so you were side-by-side now. "I'm sorry. That was judgmental. I shouldn't have-"

"I get that you probably see snotty, rich people all summer," you cut him off, "And my family might even fit into that box; but I'm not going to sit here and get mocked for it. Why do you think I'm here and not out at some fancy dinner at The Terrace or where ever they all went."

"I think you're here because you heard me talking about it," Joel said point blank. It disarmed you. "And I think you wanted to get away from that stuffy atmosphere you're used to and have a little fun."

You stared back at him, forgetting you were annoyed all of three seconds before that.

He put his beer down and held out a hand. "Let's start over. I'm Joel. I'm a local boat captain in the summers and I drive a plow in the winters. I'll be forty in October and I like long walks on the beach."

You let out a laugh at the last line and kept a smile on your face. Yep, it was hard to stay mad with a delivery like that. "I'm (Y/N). I work at my father's insurance company and I just finished my master's in business. No one knows this but on the side I sell my own paintings and drawings and if I could I would dedicate all of my time to that; and maybe even photography. I just turned twenty-four a few days ago."

He was almost forty. Somehow that made him all the more appealing. You would've guessed thirty-five or so.

"Twenty-four. You got a lot to learn. I'd give anything to go back, though."

"Regrets?"

Joel shook his head. "Just not into the bad back. Gray hair." He lifted the hat off his head and you both smiled.

"You don't have many," you assured him. "And they suit you."

He squinted his eyes, still grinning. "So, when's your curfew?"

You rolled your eyes again and made sure to take an extra long swig from your beer. "I can do what I want."

"So how come no one knows about your love of the arts, then?"

Ouch. He wasn't wrong, but-

"I'm sorry," Joel said. "It's not my business."

"No, you're right." You sighed.

"Was I right about the reason you came to this bar tonight?"

You felt you were rightfully cringeworthy. How could you even lie now? You wanted to, but Joel saw right through you so why try?

"Okay," you said, glancing up at the television again and wishing for some early liquid courage. "Fine, yeah. I heard you guys mention it."

Joel laughed lightly again. "Well, why don't you come join me down at a little clambake over by the light house then. No tourists allowed."

"Just our kind," one of his friends chimed in, obviously listening in on the whole conversation. You couldn't really judge, eavesdropping was the whole reason you were sitting there.

"Slum it, rich girl," the other guy added.

"So, how will I sneak by?" You asked him.

Joel continued to wear a grin. "Let me worry about that." He raised his eyebrows at the same time as his glass. "You in?"

You tapped your glass to his. "I'm in."

"And I promise I'll get you home before you turn into a pumpkin."

NEXT CHAPTER

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fionajames · 10 months ago

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prompts

A/N: Hello guys!!! I decided I'd send a list of various prompts for you guys to send me as requests. Absolutely anyone is free to use this! There are one word, dialogue, idea and song prompts!!!

One word prompts

hiraeth

lost

catacombs

bloodhound

whisper

broth

brine

froth

angel

wheat

camp

cry

shadow

bramble

herd

pack

wild

runaway

solstice

courage

tracks

woods

hike

firefly

quill

moon

sun

stars

spirit

song

splinter

clear

ice

sea

clouded

hum

jinx

limbo

wire

barbed

spear

sword

breath

holly

sink

drown

canine

willow

twine

whistle

Song prompts

not strong enough (boygenius)

meet me in the woods (lord huron)

cherry wine - live (hozier)

sweet tooth (cavetown)

1979 (smashing pumpkins)

bloodhound (the foxing)

rory (the foxing)

still feel (half alive)

best friend (rex orange country)

be nice to me (the front bottoms)

wires (the neighbourhood)

running with the wolves (AURORA)

the night we met (lord huron)

i’d rather be alone (boodahki)

cocaine jesus (rainbow kitten surprise)

romantic homicide (d4vd)

duvet (bôa)

breezeblocks (alt-J)

me and the devil (soap&skin)

heavydirtysoul (twenty one pilots)

father (the front bottoms)

waterfalls coming out of your mouth (glass animals)

genesis (grimes)

devil like me (rainbow kitten surprise)

rockstar (boywithuke)

bad habit (steve lacy)

my ordinary life (the living tombstone)

notorious (neoni)

nothings new (rio romeo)

lighthouse (the waifs)

step on me (the cardigans)

inside out (duster)

the man (taylor swift)

mind over matter (young giant)

rises the moon (liana flores)

sparks (coldplay)

mama’s boy (dominic fike)

way down we go (kaleo)

evergreen (richy mitch & the coal miners)

yorktown - the world turned upside down (original broadway cast of hamilton)

i love you so (the walters)

505 (arctic monkeys)

labour (paris paloma)

worldstar money - interlude (joji)

willow (taylor swift)

leave a light on (tom walker)

pretty boy (the neighbourhood)

lovers rock (tv girl)

the last great american dynasty (taylor swift)

you’re on your own kid (taylor swift)

ho hey (the lumineers)

stubborn love (the lumineers)

dear arkansas daughter (lady lamb)

watching him fade away (mac demarco)

o children (nick cave & the bad seeds)

Idea prompts

running through wheat fields

running through garden hose droplets

dancing in the rain

walking in the bush

splashing in the sea

horse riding

rolling down grass fields

trekking through forest

swimming in forest creeks

rock hopping

daisy chains and crowns

collecting wood for fire

bonfire at night

walking on abandoned highways and roads

lighthouse exploring

cartwheeling and playing in fresh grass

morning dew and crisp morning air

dirt under your nails

tree climbing

abandoned towns

walking on train tracks

wooden boats

island exploring

baking in then morning quiet

watching movies very late at night

staying up late at sleepovers

corn mazes

wheat fields

frozen lakes

frozen forests

paper planes

jam jars

friendship bracelets

barbed wire fences

blood dripping on tiles

scratchy vinyl music

empty dark cold nights

canine teeth

fireflies in fields

camp cabins

sea shanties

sibling play fighting/rivalry (blood or not)

road trips with loud music

picnic dates in the forest

busy arcades

bookstore dates - the smell of old books

playing soft acoustic guitar in nature

playing fiddle and dancing around campfires

stargazing

laying in bed awake

Dialogue prompts

“please kill me”

“i’m everything you can not control”

“i am the monster you created”

“am i that easy to forget?”

“i will never hesitate to put my life on the line for you”

“stars can not shine without darkness”

“i miss the old you”

“remember who you are”

“please don’t leave”

“listen here pal”

“how much is enough”

“i remember smiling the whole way home”

“i never told you i was falling in love”

“do you want to go wander around aimlessly?”

“you still feel like home”

“no matter what, you’re still my brother”

“i could never hate you”

“let me help”

“help me, please”

“we’re just kids”

“water is so exciting with straws”

“i can’t stop thinking about you”

“get in the blanket fort”

“when they smile, i forget how to breathe”

“platonic love is just as important”

“i’m homesick for a place i’m not sure is real”

“smile more, it looks beautiful on you”

“runaway with me”

“dance with me?”

“come back to bed”

“your bleeding on my floor”

“stars sparkle in your eyes”

“sarcasm is a weapon”

“can we just go back?”

“i miss how it used to be”

“hold me”

“any closer to them and i’ll kill you”

“i’ll be by your side forever”

“are you ok?”

“it’s going to be okay”

“i’m going to cry, but happy tears”

“can i crash on your couch?”

“we’ve got more than two people crashing in our house”

“i belong with you”

“you’re my soulmate”

“hold my hand, please?”

“they smile when you message them”

“i want to live”

“sing to me”

“we’re finally home”

A/N: @techs-goggles9902, @skellymom

#tcw #clones #501st legion #clone troopers #anakin skywalker #captain rex #ahsoka #the clone wars #clone wars #star wars

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tiny-elf-of-doom · 2 years ago

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All Soaped Up : COD

Simon needs some shelter on a stormy night in Scotland and ventured to Johnny’s place. A woman was supposed to indulge Lt in one of his fantasies, but disappeared without a word. It was a good thing Simon came around.

MDNI 🔞: sęx, shower, soap, suds, top!Ghost, bottom!Soap, riding, dirty talk, slight degradation, soft aftercare, and drinking.

An hour had passed since Simon had decided to stay the night at Soap’s house. It might not have afore mentioned, but Soap assumed it would be so. After clinking their glasses to a successful mission, the two rested on the sofa in search for a movie. Before Simon could even seat himself, however, Soap had to remove his cat from her signature pillow. She didn’t like Simon very much and the feeling was mutual.

If there was one thing the two men loved, it was military films. They were almost never realistic to some concerns while a choice few had them feeling proud to be soldiers. Soap was a bit of a movie hound, collecting DVDs over the past few years. The one they decided on was a 2012 release called Act of Valor. It wasn’t the most factual film, but it was a fun watch that kept them entertained.

Hostile situations, illegal weapon trading, and high risk situations were the daily occurrence for Simon and Soap, so watching Hollywood play on it was slightly humorous. Twenty minutes in, they reached a point in the film where the SEALs were heading for a hot extraction. It was a long, rough sequence, but action packed nonetheless. Soap appeared to be enjoying it far more than Simon, but then again, Simon felt something strange in the air since he came over.

“Come on, boys…” Soap whispered in anticipation. Then, as the truck crashed into the river, the boat came into view, blasting artillery at the enemy like a bat out of hell. “Now that’s how you make an escape!”

Simon felt Soap punch his shoulder and tried to hide the smile on his scarred lips. He loved seeing the man this excited, it was satisfying. A happy Soap was a good Soap.

“Speaking of escapes, do you mind if I take a quick shower?” Simon requested.

“Nah, go on. I think my disappearing hookup left her stuff in the bathroom last night. Feel free to use it, I’m probably not going to.” Soap replied, fixated on the film.

“That sounded like a lie,” Simon said, laughing at his own comment until he noticed the look on Soap’s face. There was a sudden burst of red igniting his cheeks. “Eh, you doing okay, Johnny? I don’t think I’ve ever seen you that color before.”

“Yeah, I’m good,” he stuttered.

“You’re terrible at lying to your friends, Johnny.”

Soap swallowed a wad of spit, “I know.”

The Scotsman had something on his mind, possibly on his tongue, and Simon wanted to know what he wanted. Without valuing Soap’s space on the couch, the taller man scooted closer until there was only an inch or two between their legs. Soap inhaled sharply, feeling that red pigment travel down his neck. Unique reaction, Simon thought to himself.

“Johnny, what were you and that little lover gonna get up to?”

“What do you think?” Soap choked, “because I think you already know.”

“Maybe, in the grand scheme of hook-ups, but there’s a key detail to that date than you’re not letting on.” Simon laid a hand on his forearm, “I’m not gonna shame ya, I just want to help you out.”

“Help me out, eh?” a bead of sweat ran down the side of his face, “alright, I’ll give in. I invited her over because we both shared a liking for shower sex. Might be normal to have a wank under the showerhead, but I enjoy being cleaned, teased for being filthy then probed with products. Real naff, I know, but that’s the story…”

“Sounds reasonable.”

Suddenly, Simon was pressing his lips to Soap’s mouth. Such forwardness; his skin was still bitter from the cold, though the heat from his mouth was intoxicating. Soap could feel the scar on Simon’s lips. It was thick, deep set into his skin. As the kiss deepened, Soap found himself grasping his friend’s arms for stability, especially when the man’s tongue began to massage his own. Whimpers left Soap’s mouth in harmony with Simon’s husky groans.

Passion leaked from their kiss as Simon lifted Soap off the ground. It felt safe having his partner’s legs wrapped around his waist. They continued to attack one another’s lips on their way to the master bathroom, taking Simon very little effort to carry his partner. Once they stepped through the door, Soap was made to sit on the counter against the mirror. Simon loved how tightly he was being gripped by those incredible thighs. Sadly, he departed them to see what the shower lady had left.

“Let’s see,” Ghost hummed while reading each bottle carefully. “I’m noticing a theme: vanilla and brown sugar. ‘Might be mistaken, but I think she was trying to turn you into a sticky toffee pudding.”

“Probably,” Soap chuckled, “sounds about right. My nana used to make the best batch around the holidays…”

“Clothes off.” Simon barked, bringing soap back to the present. He rambled when he was nervous sometimes.

Soap paused for a moment, surprised by the demanding tone. Then, he noticed that familiar glint in Simon’s eyes. Blown pupils, lidded, full of desire. “Yes, sir.”

“Good boy,” Simon purred, “you’ve got clean manners, but I can’t say the same about the rest of you… don’t you worry, love, I’ll be sure you feel real pretty after all this.”

The Scotsman made no haste with removing his clothing, kicking the excess behind him towards the hamper before returning to Simon. Soap wanted to touch him, to remove the man's clothing with kisses trailing in his wake, but Simon refused his wishes.

"Nope, you're going to get that water warm, not smoldering, and you're going to wait for me facing the showerhead. Understood?"

Soap nodded, proceeding to step around Simon and open the glass door. Once the water came running out of the head, steam filled the room, even just for a moment to ease the tension in his bones, then it was lowered to a far more manageable temperature. The anticipation for Simon to enter the shower was driving Soap's erection far more than the act itself; hearing his soft grunts, seeing the silhouette through the steam, it was all very theatrical.

Then, a draft entered. Soap wouldn’t dare to look at Simon until he was told to, suddenly feeling more exposed than he normally did around his partner. What if Simon ran off after this, too?

"What's wrong, love?" Simon asked suddenly; chest pressed to Soap's back. "Your muscles are tense enough to cut metal."

"If you're intending on leaving after this, then maybe we shouldn't do it... I already had that one lady walk out on me, I can't have that with you, Simon. No hard feelings, mate, I just hate it when I blink and the person who was with me just vanishes after the fact."

Simon hummed in understanding, but grabbed the man's arms and pulled them over his head. Careful fingers began to pinch at both nipples, playing with the sensitive bundles of flesh until Soap let out a strangled gasp. Simon continued to mess with them, earning honey sweet coos from that pretty mouth.

"I'm going nowhere, Johnny. When I say I’m gonna stay, then I’m planted.”

A warmth pooled over Soap's chest, knowing his partner meant it. However, the feeling was short lived as Simon grabbed the black loofah left by the previous woman. He scrunched the material with a hefty dollop of cream until it was dripping bubbles onto the floor. From there, he dragged it up and down Soap's chest, making sure to get every crevice of his frame. He made sure to scrub along his arms, under his arms to the downward curve of muscle that met his abs. They were beautifully shaped and presented a groomed line of hair.

"Where does this lead to?" Simon teased, nipping at his neck.

"Somewhere I want your dick to be," Soap chuckled, but was turned and pressed to the wall.

Simon gave Soap's backside a harsh slap before positioning the loofah between his cheeks and beginning to scrub. Suds trailed down Soap's legs slowly as his moans filled the bathroom. This felt incredible, unlike anything he might have felt with a complete stranger. Simon was far more experienced with his partner, making the act far more personal.

"Gotta get ya nice and squeaky for me. ‘Promise I’m gonna put my dick in ya here in a minute," Simon explained, laughing when he felt Soap's back arch at his words.

"Please, sir..." Soap begged, "I'll soap up my cock while you're fucking me... I'll be your good boy, Lt..."

"Oh," Simon whispered into Soap's ear, "I know you will."

And as Simon lowered himself to the floor, Soap rinsed himself off and seated himself on his partner's lap. Using a healthy squirt of silicone lube, Simon coated himself and his needy partner before handing Soap a bar of, well, soap. Lowering himself onto the man's cock was a task considering it was a rather large specimen, but Simon was supportive all the way to the base.

Soap was careful at first, not wanting rush the sensations; that was until his body got a feeling for Simon’s cock and the assist of the textured soap. Everything within him was screaming at him to go for it. Soap wouldn’t argue and began to bounce roughly onto that egregious cock in his ass. Simon's calloused hands gripped the man's hips, meeting him in the middle of each thrust. Loud cries to pleasure flooded out of Soap's mouth like a waterfall of emotion. For the first time in a while, Simon was getting him closer and closer to peak.

"My dirty boy, fucking hell." Simon cursed, "'might just like you that way better... a dirty, slutty boy who just wants my cock.”

“I love your clock Lt… there’s nothing like it… soap my tuts won’t ya?”

Simon obliged, taking the left over bubbles and squeezing those abused nipples one more. That wicked scent of vanilla was intoxicating, but so pleasant. No wonder it was such a popular not in fragrances and bath shit.

Soap held nothing back the closet he got, riding so roughly that the skin of his knees was scraping the floor. Another clash of hips and Soap covered Simon's chest and stomach in white.

“Fuck! Simon! Yessir!” Soap screamed, squinting harshly.

Seeing his partner in such a state of bliss made Simon want to fuck the hell out of him again, just to catch him off guard, but he refused. Instead, he brought the man's head to his shoulder.

"I might really need a shower after all. You’ve got me all sticky, love.” Simon chuckled.

Both men settled into one another, enjoying their embrace when scratching abounded from the bathroom door followed by small mewls.

“Gonna have to feed the cat before we continue. Sorry, Lt.”

Simon shook his head. “You and your goddamn cat, Johnny.”

#call of duty #call of duty mw2 #call of duty ghost #call of duty soap #soap mctavish #simon ghost riley #soap x ghost #cod modern warfare #cod smut #smut fanfiction #mdni #shower fun #cod fanfic

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dayniac · 1 year ago

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Doris and Arthur Godfrey … The Glass Bottom Boat

#doris day #arthur godfrey #classic movies #classic hollywood #1960's #glass bottom boat #doris day rides a bike

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mindarae24 · 2 months ago

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October 28….we left the hotel at 8:00am and drove to the Cairns Marina, where we boarded the Sunlover which was kind of like a ferry. The ride was about 1 1/2 hours to the Great Barrier Reef. I was surprised to learn that the only way to get to the reef is by a boat ride of at least 1 1/2 hrs!! There is no place to access it from land. Our guide said that there might be land access on some of the smaller islands dotting the Coral Sea, but he wasn’t sure. We were hooked up to this large pontoon that was permanently set in the ocean and got off to snorkel and have lunch. There was a water slide and you could also dive. First thing we did was take a ride on a glass bottom boat. After having some lunch I was fitted up with a “stinger suit” which was a lightweight wet suit because they have 2 types of jellyfish that sting here. For you Rae, the 2 types are Box and Irukandji. With my snorkel and fins, we also had to wear a life jacket, I got in the water . The temperature of the water was perfect. You could get right in without any hesitation! I swam around for about 45 min, amazed at the amount and variety of coral. You also need a permit to see the reef, which costs about $150 a day. There are no pics of me in my stinger suit because I looked like an overstuffed sausage. After drying off and changing clothes we ferried back. We got in late and went straight to get some dinner. After eating I showered and went to sleep!!! Pics above. 🥰😘🥰😘🥰

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karaloza · 6 months ago

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Legend of Zelda Theme Park - Zora's Domain (UPDATED)

Zora’s Domain is in the southwest corner of the park, corresponding to the Triforce of Wisdom. It is a peaceful area, with many fountains and open waterways crossed by footbridges, and structures designed with sweeping curved lines, or else taking the form of water-sculpted caves. The outer edge of the area borders an artificial lake that also serves as the boundary for that side of the theme park. Music for the area consists of not just the literal Zora’s Domain theme, but the themes for other water-based settings and Zora characters.

Attractions

Spirit Train (Sea Station): One of the stations for the Spirit Train (see the Castle Town writeup) can be found here.

Whirlpool Rapids: In this cousin to the Tilt-a-Whirl found at many carnivals, guests board little “boats” on a rotating platform. In addition to the usual rising and falling and spinning motion of such rides, lateral movement is possible via a “rudder” in the boat that tilts part of the platform so that the seat slides along it. And guests will want that control, because the ride is ringed with hostile River Zora, Lizalfos, and other aquatic monsters spitting water at everyone who passes by!

Zora Water Wonderland: For a different sort of look at the Zoras in their natural habitat, guests enter a cave lined with genuine aquarium tanks containing live fish and other creatures (many of them the inspiration for the fictitious species featured in the game franchise), which slopes down and eventually opens up into a glass-walled tunnel at the bottom of a saltwater lagoon. More live animals can be found here, along with Zoras in the form of both animatronics and occasionally costumed performers (trained divers). This means that yes, the theme park is a certified aquarium.

OCTAROCALYPSE!!!: Despite this being a theme park based on video games, not many of the attractions have video game-style interactive elements. This is simply because if visiting the Zelda park is too much like playing a Zelda game, a large portion of the potential market will be content to save their money and just stay home and play the games. But it didn't seem right not to allow guests any opportunities for in-person monster-slaying, so here's something that hopefully is elaborate enough to transcend its vague video gaminess. It begins similarly to the Goro-Gondolas, as guests board boats that cruise at a leisurely pace past scenes of Zoras at work and play. However, it soon becomes evident that all is not well when the boat enters new scenes where Octoroks are menacing the innocent fish-folk! This is where the guests come in—each seat in the boat is equipped with a water cannon, and scoring a direct hit on an Octorok takes it down (the mechanical figure tips over or sinks or otherwise indicates defeat). Unlike most theme park shooting games, there is no scoring system; the rewards are intrinsic as the rescued Zoras turn and wave to the boat or otherwise show gratitude. In later scenes, the Octoroks are bigger and require more hits, maybe even simultaneous hits (teamwork!) to take out. In the final stage of the ride, the boat climbs a tall lift and enters a dark, stormy cavern, in which a huge Octorok is rising out of a whirlpool! Trident-wielding Zora warriors are attempting to hold it at bay, while the boat makes nearly a complete circle around it as if caught in the whirlpool. You can't actually take this one down, but if each of the flailing tentacles is hit at least once, that will (implicitly) weaken it enough that the Zoras can finish it off after the guests escape...down a steep drop into a final splash pool!

Zora King's Throne Room: A spot for guests to meet and take photos with Zora characters such as Princess Ruto (Ocarina of Time), Lulu (Majora's Mask), Mipha (Breath of the Wild), and Sidon (also Breath of the Wild). While they wait, they can get a few shots of the (huge) king himself, there on his high ledge (a visual taken pretty much directly from Ocarina of Time, although Breath of the Wild codifies that Zora kings are gargantuan). He blinks and shifts, and occasionally raises one spindly arm to make a proclamation in the Zora tongue.

Shops

6. Great Bay Goods: Named for the beachfront area in Majora's Mask, this shop offers souvenir beachwear and accessories, water toys, driftwood and seashell artwork, and various ocean and fish-themed knickknacks.

7. Lovely Scales: A music shop for every Hero who ever picked up a time-traveling Ocarina, Goddess Harp, Full Moon Cello, or simple recorder. Most of the instruments for sale are simple—bamboo flutes, handheld percussion instruments (think maracas, sistrums, castanets, etc.), and of course ocarinas, but higher-end instruments are available and can be examined upon request by adults or children with adult supervision. There is also a stock of sheet music—some from the LoZ games, some songbooks for learning specific instruments, some just for fun/popularity—and a small rack of game soundtracks and tie-in albums on CD (a dying format, but it's not dead yet). A large video screen on one wall plays video clips from LoZ orchestral concerts, and the many legendary instruments from the game franchise can be seen in their own display cases.

8. Clear as Crystal: A small shop specializing in glass and lead-free crystal sculptures, figurines, and other art pieces, mostly with LoZ or aquatic motifs. An on-site glassblower creates unique small pieces while guests watch.

9. Healing Waters: Hot or cool, there’s nothing as soothing as a good bath, especially when enhanced with specialty bath salts and herbal soaps. This store offers a huge variety of both, and the salts can even be custom-blended with a selection of aromatherapy ingredients.

Eateries

10. Rockin' Rolls: A counter-service sushi restaurant with a surf rock atmosphere, including a music loop of LoZ tunes remixed for surf guitar and similar styles. You can grab a set of pre-packaged rolls for convenience or wait while a trained sushi chef makes your meal to order. Patio seating overlooks the aforementioned artificial lake, and the interior décor features references to the Indi-Go-Go's (the Zora band from Majora's Mask).

Miscellaneous

Along the exterior of Lovely Scales, just where the inverted corner of the building facade is (marked with an asterisk), there is a fenced-off pond with a handful of brightly colored frogs sitting on logs and lily pads in the water, and matching colored pressure pads in the ground nearby. This is Don Gero’s Frog Chorus, an interactive mini-attraction. Hop from one pad to another or collaborate with friends to make the frogs sing!

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xstrike · 6 months ago

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Top 10 Fun and Educational Kids Activities in Dubai

Dubai, a vibrant city known for its luxurious lifestyle and architectural marvels, is also a haven for children. With a plethora of fun and educational activities, it offers an enriching experience for kids of all ages. Whether you're a resident or a tourist, here are the top 10 kids activities in Dubai that blend fun with learning, ensuring a memorable time for your little ones.

Xstrike UAE

For those looking for action-packed indoor activities near me, Xstrike UAE is the perfect spot. This state-of-the-art tactical entertainment center offers an immersive experience that combines the thrill of video games with physical activity. Kids can learn about teamwork, strategy, and problem-solving while having a blast.

Highlights:

- Tactical entertainment

- Immersive gaming experience

- Promotes teamwork and strategy

Dubai Aquarium & Underwater Zoo

Located in The Dubai Mall, the Dubai Aquarium & Underwater Zoo is a must-visit for families. Kids can marvel at the 10-million-liter tank, home to thousands of aquatic animals, including sharks and rays. The underwater zoo offers educational insights into marine life, making it both an exciting and learning experience.

Highlights:

- Glass-bottom boat rides

- Interactive sessions with marine biologists

- Shark diving experiences

Kidzania

Kidzania, also situated in The Dubai Mall, is an interactive mini-city where children can role-play various professions. This unique concept allows kids to learn about different careers while having fun. From being a doctor to a firefighter, Kidzania provides a realistic and engaging environment for kids to explore and develop new skills.

Highlights:

- Over 80 role-playing activities

- Realistic city layout

- Educational and entertaining

Dubai Science Park

Dubai Science Park is an excellent destination for young minds curious about science and technology. The park offers interactive exhibits and hands-on experiments that make learning fun and engaging. It's a fantastic way to spark interest in STEM (Science, Technology, Engineering, and Mathematics) subjects.

Highlights:

- Interactive science exhibits

- Hands-on experiments

- Educational workshops

Green Planet

For a taste of the rainforest in the heart of Dubai, head to the Green Planet. This indoor tropical rainforest is home to over 3,000 plants and animals. Kids can learn about different species and ecosystems, making it an educational adventure. The Green Planet also offers interactive sessions with biologists, enhancing the learning experience.

Highlights:

- Indoor tropical rainforest

- Over 3,000 species

- Educational biologist-led tours

Dubai Dolphinarium

Dubai Dolphinarium offers an opportunity for kids to interact with dolphins and seals. The live shows are not only entertaining but also educational, providing insights into marine life and conservation. The Dolphinarium also offers swimming sessions with dolphins, making it a memorable experience for children.

Highlights:

- Dolphin and seal shows

- Educational marine life insights

- Swimming with dolphins

Children’s City

Located in Creek Park, Children’s City is a dedicated learning center for kids. It features interactive exhibits on various subjects such as space exploration, human body, and international cultures. The center also includes a planetarium, adding to the educational value. It's an excellent place for children to learn through play.

Highlights:

- Interactive learning exhibits

- Planetarium

- Focus on space, science, and cultures

LEGOLAND Dubai

LEGOLAND Dubai is a theme park designed specifically for families with children aged 2-12. It offers a range of rides, shows, and attractions based on the iconic LEGO bricks. The park promotes creativity and problem-solving skills, making it a fun and educational outing for kids.

Highlights:

- Over 40 LEGO-themed rides and attractions

- Water park

- Creativity and problem-solving focus

IMG Worlds of Adventure

As the world's largest indoor theme park, IMG Worlds of Adventure provides a variety of thrilling rides and attractions based on popular cartoon characters and superheroes. The park is divided into themed zones, each offering a unique experience. It’s a fantastic place for kids to enjoy and learn through interactive exhibits.

Highlights:

- Four themed zones

- Cartoon and superhero attractions

- Interactive exhibits

Dubai Miracle Garden

Dubai Miracle Garden is a floral wonderland, featuring over 50 million blooming flowers arranged in stunning designs. It’s a great place for kids to learn about different types of flowers and plants. The garden also includes a butterfly garden, adding to the educational experience.

Highlights:

- Over 50 million flowers

- Butterfly garden

- Educational on flora and fauna

Conclusion

Dubai offers a wide range of activities that are both fun and educational for kids. From exploring the wonders of the underwater world at the Dubai Aquarium to role-playing various professions at Kidzania, there is something for every child’s interest. These activities not only entertain but also provide valuable learning experiences, making Dubai a top destination for family fun. So, the next time you search for kids activities in Dubai or indoor activities near me, you’ll know exactly where to go for a perfect blend of fun and education.

#kids toys #children #indoor activities #kids activities in dubai #xstrike uae

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