#on a bank holiday weekend too! typical!

[cocopomcreates]

Mer Mono! He's based on the Monodactylus fish (aka the Mono fish!), which was suggested to me by the wonderful @akchimp75.

I tried to give Mono his signature tall-and-thin-ness, which meant sacrificing the adorable wideness of these fish

Look at it. That is a triangle XD I love them.

[12timetraveler]

Something In The Orange

Chapter 12

Summary:

The Matthews family take you and Charles to their cabin in Big Valley for a winter vacation.

Notes:

Y'all I am SO SORRY for how long this chapter has taken.

I hit some major burnout over the last few months. So much so that I've actually been put on short-term disability leave from work. I'm starting to feel a bit better and I've been able to do more writing, but I'm still pretty worn out if I'm honest.

As always, this chapter was written entirely on my phone, so any weird typos, autocorrect words, etc you can blame on my phone haha.

Anyway I hope I haven't lost all of you who've been here since the beginning.

As always below is a little preview. Read the whole chapter and the entire work (so far) on AO3

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You couldn't help but smile as you examined the three pins on your Christmas stocking. Three Christmas seasons with the Matthews family, each marked with a little pin. The silver horse-drawn sleigh from the first year. Then a little mouse sleeping next to a piece of cheese with a bow from the second year. And this year was a cowgirl boot and hat dusted in snow.

Christmas was a month ago, of course. Hosea hadn't had time to take down the stockings. Or all the lights. Or the menorah. But you were actually kind of glad about that. It was nice to see the cheerful sight, even in late January.

Going back to campus after the winter holidays this year had been awful. You tried your best to be a good student, to get excited for your classes and get right back into studying. But you found your thoughts drifting more and more to your beloved. Wondering what he was doing. Missing his sweet voice, his herbal scent, his long cock. It had been torture.

Monday was a bank holiday, meaning the high schools and the universities had a three-day weekend. So Friday afternoon you and Arthur drove up to Firwood Rise to pick up Hosea, John, and the horses to go on a little weekend trip. The plan was to go out to a cabin Hosea and Dutch shared out in Big Valley, West Elizabeth.

Aside from a couple ranches, it was still mostly wild, and even in the winter the trail rides were unforgettable. Or so Arthur said. This was your first expedition with the Matthews men out to this cabin. You'd never been to Big Valley, but it was legendary for the beautiful, natural scenery.

Charles was going to meet you at the cabin early Saturday morning, since he had a late class on Friday. His old beat-up truck was a beast when it came to snowy mountain roads, so you weren't worried. And then the lot of you would spend the weekend trail riding, maybe doing some snow sports, just having a good time.

So that's how you found yourself standing in the Matthews living room, smiling at the stockings while the others loaded up the truck. You could hear John and Arthur yelling out in the yard as John backed the truck up to the horse trailer to hitch up. Occasionally Hosea's voice would cut in if the two got too close to an argument as John insisted he could do it while Arthur was adamant he was doing it wrong. Typical of the two brothers.

You heard the truck turn off, and the driver door open. “Told you I had it covered,” John's voice echoed just loud enough that you could hear from inside. You couldn't make out Arthur's retort, but based on the way John began to snap back, only to be cut off by Hosea’s sharp scolding, you could only imagine it was more brotherly banter.

The door opened a moment later. “Those boys,” Hosea tutted, stepping into the house, looking a little irritated, cheeks rosy from the cold. His face softened when he spotted you, and he shut the door behind him, glancing out the window to make sure John and Arthur weren't near before stepping toward you and pulling you into his arms.

“Hey,” you murmured, tilting your head up expectantly.

“Hi,” he whispered before granting your request for a kiss. “I've missed you.”

“I missed you too.” You nuzzled against his chest, the fabric of his jacket cold from the winter chill, but the warmth of him underneath still seeping through.

“The boys are loading up the horses and then we'll be good to go.” Hosea hummed.

“Okay,” you said, stepping back. “Before we go, I need your help with something.”

“Oh?” He asked. You jerked your head towards the stairs, gesturing for him to follow you. Once upstairs you led him to the bathroom, pulling him in and locking the door behind you.

“Dove, it'll only take a few minutes for the boys to get the horses loaded.” Hosea chuckled, immediately clocking what your intentions were.

“Five horses. It'll take them at least ten minutes right? Probably more.” You mumbled, guiding him backwards until he was pinned between you and the sink.

“Something like that,” he sighed as your hands settled on his waist. “The horses are all pretty good at loading.”

“That's enough time for what I have planned.”

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[raggaraddy]

Sugar Daddy turned sour

Request: Hi!!!! read all of ur works its all amazing cant believe ur new.. can i request for a yan sugar daddy taehyung x reader x yan sugar daddy jungkook. they found out that that y/n have 2 sugar daddies and they lost their sanity(as if they even have that)...Thank u and YOU GOOD,KEEP GOING💜💞💞💞💞😘😁

A/N: I don't know how to post a reply to a personal message yet because I am new and Tumblr deficient 😅 But I hope you like the scenario ^-^ thanks for the request 💜

Here for Part 2

Summary: Juggling two guys and getting everything you want from them has always been easy for you, and Taehyung and Jungkook are no exception. Or so you thought.

Trigger warnings: Mentions of non-con, assault, cheating, violence.

Yandere! Taehyung

Yandere! Jungkook

Sunday.  Taehyungs day.  

You open your webcam, checking your eyeliner quickly in the startup view as you wait for the Tae to pick up on the other side. He pops up quickly a beaming smile filling his face.  

“Y/n! Baby, I’ve missed you.” He’s radiant. As happy and as bubbly he always is. 

You go along listening to him excitedly run through his past few days, telling you everything in excruciating detail as he jumps from one half-finished thought to another. He may be an adult but he certainly has a young soul. The whole while you feign attention, your fingers continually fidgeting with the diamond necklace or the matching bracelet he had sent you a few weeks back.

“How was your weekend?”  He finally gets around to asking. 

“Not so good. I always have to work so much," You complain, batting your eyes at the camera.  

“You could always quit and come live with me.” He jokes-but not really. It’s a topic he has raised 3 times already.  And you have the same answer ready as always. 

“Daddy, you know I’m a strong and independent woman. I could never let someone else pay for me.” You pout, running your tongue over your lower lip while pushing your chest up a little to draw attention.  “It’s just my rent is so expensive. I feel like I work just to pay the bills.” 

In truth, your rent is already being covered by someone else.  But he doesn’t need to know that. 

While you continue to run through the fabricated details of your weekend, Taehyung is distracted, looking down at his phone.  You know what's happening. It’s like a game. And you’re winning. Your banking app sends a notification, letting you know that K. Taehyung has just sent you a payment. 

You open it up. Yep. That's rent for the month.  Or more, money for that new TV you wanted.  

“Oh! Daddy, noo.” You whine down the camera. “You can’t.  I am okay. Really. Please don’t spend your money on me.” You frown if only to stop the smile that is fighting to fill your face. 

“I want to baby. I have the money, and I just want you to be happy. Don’t stress about bills okay. I’m here.” 

Sometimes, it’s almost too easy.  

“Okay Daddy, if you insist.”

Tuesday.  Jungkooks day.  

With Jungkook it’s a much more straightforward transaction.  He has said he wants to pay for you and he hates the back and forth pretences.  He just wants you to say thank you, smile pretty, and give him all your attention.  

“Do you need anything more for the week?” He asks through the camera.

“No Daddy, you take such good care of me. Thank you.” You smile. 

“You still have the weekend of the 14th off?” He raises his eyebrows suggestively.  Off-screen you quickly scan through your calendar.  

14th, 15th and 16th: Jk weekend.  

Hmm, that came up quicker than you expected. You try to keep your booty calls with them as far apart as possible. 

“Of course, I’m so excited! I haven’t seen you in weeks.” You say, it been less than 100% truthful.

“Months.” He corrects with a surreptitious undertone.  

“Where are we staying this time?” 

You always insist to stay in hotels. Because ‘your apartment feels too busy and mundane, and you want the time you spend with him to be magical and undistracted’. Honestly, you just don’t want him, either of them, in your personal space. You purposefully chose boys who live a few hours away.  It’s hard enough to keep them separated in your everyday life with them being far away. It could only get messy for them to know where you live and how to reach you in person.

You’ve certainly gotten smart at this. Arranging the two men into different days of the week, scheduling them into your calendar to keep them apart and unaware of the other. Both had specifically said very early on that they do not want to share you with anyone else.  And that you were all theirs. And while both of them seemed to trust you, you knew their reactions would be unpleasant, to say the least, if they found out about the other. 

Sugar Daddies can be so possessive. 

But while both these men are very handsome, money is better and more reliable than boys. And if they are stupid enough to spend it all on you, why should you care.

The week passes quickly and it’s the 14th.  Once more you find yourself in the lobby of a 5-star hotel. Jungkook arrived in town early and sent you a message with the room number. 

Time to actually work for your money. 

You knock on the door only to find it slightly open.  Entering there is a trail of rose petals lining the floor leading into the suite. All the lights are dimmed with a warmth of candlelight filling the room. This is so typically Jungkook. Pulling out all the stops to try to impress. 

Dropping your bag at the entrance, you close the door behind you and explore inwards.  

“Daddy?” You call out in a singsong voice. Your heels clack on the tiled floor as you round the corner into the living room. Jungkook is sitting on the lounge, one leg crossed over the other, arms rested up over the back. You smile at seeing him. You always seem to forget just how stunning he is in person. 

“Which one of us are you referring to?” A deep voice startles you from behind. You jolt, spinning to see Taehyung standing behind you leaning against the wall.  

Holy fuck. 

Your mind starts to jumble through what is happening. Thinking about what it was that might have given you away. Evaluating how much they may know. And planning your next move.  

Damn it.  You doubt you’ll be able to smooth talk your way out of this with Jungkook. He’s too direct and absolute. So you’ll just have to accept that that relationship is over. However, you might be able to salvage this situation with Taehyung if you play your cards right. Being defensive should do the trick.

“What is this?” You snap, keeping focused on Taehyung. “This is such a violation of my privacy! You keep smothering me Taehyung! See this is why I tried to find someone else to hang out with.” You stomp your foot. He would always wrap around your finger so quickly with the little girl act. 

“Ha!” He blurts out a short laugh in contradiction to how you expected him to react. “Wow. No, go on. I want to see where this is going.” 

“Do you think we only just found out about each other?” Jungkook pipes up, coming from the couch. 

You sigh. You had almost saved enough for a holiday to the Maldives too. But they seem to know too much. Fine. You can burn both relationships. They were starting to get too clingy anyway.  “Whatever.” You roll your eyes. You got all you could from them. Time to move on to the next.

As you shrug them off, Taehyung steps into the path of the front door. 

“Where do you think you’re going?” Both he and Jungkook start to close in tighter. There is a cold tone to his words. Something far too close to a threat for your comfort. Even in heels, both men naturally stand taller than you which usually wouldn’t bother you. But with an unsteadiness to your footing and a very short dress on, in a dark room with two men you have used and spurned, you are feeling even more vulnerable than you feel you should. 

“Move.” You order. 

A smirk on his lips, Taehyung lifts his hand up and backhands you, knocking you back a few stumbled steps. You gasp, your hand clinging to your cheek, eyes wide in shock. He starts forward, Jungkook intervening, standing between the two of you. 

You can not believe he just hit you! He has never done anything like that before.

“No, don’t do that.” He stops Taehyung as he starts to swing again.  Shaking all over, you’re relieved that one of them is seeing sense.  You take the outstretched hand of Jungkook, lip trembling from the burn on your cheek. He draws you closer and you wrap into him for protection. In the same motion, his free hand swings down punching you in the stomach, doubling you over, dropping you to the floor. “If you hit her head, she might get spaced out. I want her to feel this.”

His words send a chill down your spine. This can not be happening.

“Are you crazy!” You gape, trying to speak while gulping down air. Your head is dizzy, your lungs burning.  Kicking off your heels for better movement, you climb back up to your feet not wanting to engage either man. Eyes focused you look past Taehyung to the door, storming forward. “I’m leaving. We’ll forget all of this, okay.” You bargain through short, panicked breath. 

Taehyungs large hand slams you into the wall, pressing his palm against your shoulder. He follows Jungkooks lead, pounding his fist into your gut. And then again. And again.  His hold removes letting you free and you plummet to the ground, crying within broken huffs while cradling your battered torso. 

“You’re right. That is better.” He laughs at Jungkook. 

“Stop!” You beg, unable to raise your voice above a soft yelp. 

“What's wrong baby? You wanted two men. Now you have them.” Taehyungs bright smile returns to his face. This time with an entirely different meaning than it had ever had until it shifts into a straight, harsh look that you have never seen from him. “Didn't you always say you wished there was some way you could repay me?” 

“You said that to me too.” Jungkook joins his side, both hovering above you, trapping you between them, the wall, and the floor. 

Leaning down Jungkooks hand follows you as you squirm away from him. His fingers wrapped around your throat and lift you up, keeping you against the wall. He takes advantage of you being stuck, leaning into you pressing his lips to yours as you resist as much as you can. 

“Baby, you’re going to pay us back for every dollar we spent on you.” He snarls. 

Taehyung turns your face to him, also forcing a kiss on you. “Don’t worry, Y/n, you’ll see that we know how to share.”  

Part 2

[thranduilsperkybutt]

Warnings:  Suggestive themes

Gif source:  1  |  2

Imagine going away for a romantic weekend with Dean Winchester to a cabin in the woods and having sex in front of the fireplace.

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“Wow!” you gasped when he first pulled up to the cabin on the edge of the small lake. Sammy had made your reservation for the place, so it was your first time really seeing it, “It’s so pretty!”

“Pretty, yeah,” Dean starts, hint of sarcasm in his tone when he grabs the duffle full of your things and follows after your hasty escape from the Impala. “Looks just like every cabin does in the start of a horror movie.”

Dean and holidays did not typically mix well. He liked keeping busy, and if it weren’t for the fact that he was spending this weekend here with you, he’s sure he’d go mad in a place like this, all by himself.

But, it was pretty.

“Oh, shush,” you gave him a playful smack as he trailed after you and towards the log cabin. “You’re probably the scariest thing in these woods, anyway."

“Does that mean you’d run screaming if I chased you?” had been only half of a joke, and when you turn your gaze from the front door to look at him, you find a self-satisfied smile curving the corner of his lips at the thought.

Your thoughtful humming gives you enough time to slide the key from under the mat and into the lock, turning it, “I guess you could start chasing me, Winchester, and find out.” A flash of a smile, thrown over your shoulder, and you’re pushing against the door to dash inside. Daring him to run after you.

Almost as soon as you’re through the threshold, you hear the undeniable thunk of the duffle he was carrying hitting the wood floor, and the door slamming once he’s past it, calling close behind you, “Oh, you wanna’ play it like this, huh?”

He’s after you.

Giddy, childish adrenaline surging in your chest, you dare a glance, only when you get to the couch of a warm living room, running around it. Dean gets there almost as soon as you do, the edge to the grin on his face telling you this was a dangerous game to play with him.

He is a hunter, after all.

You’re banking on him catching you.

“Come on, sweetheart,” Dean teases, as you try to dart one way, only for him to go that same direction, skidding you back in the other. The low, heavy rumble of his voice shoots straight to your core, when he all but growls, “You wanna’ play? Let’s play.”

And he’s climbing over the couch, chasing like a hound after a fox.

You squeal with laughter, dodging his reaching hand just barely, rushing around the side of the couch as soon as his boots hit the ground again. Even with the slim head-start you’ve got, his legs are longer, and faster, and he catches you by the waist in strong arms before you’re even halfway across the living room floor.

You’re dissolving into giggles when his voice brushes, breathless and warm, against the shell of your ear as he tugs you into his chest from behind, “Got you.”

The crackling fire in the fireplace not five feet away from you meets your accepting hum of defeat, melting against him. This was one game you were more than happy to lose.

Fingers coming to grasp his forearms, you try your best not to sound too desperate at the feeling of his lips ghosting against the side of your neck, “Now that you’ve got me, what are you going to do with me, I wonder?”

Playful mood melting into something more tempting, Dean chuckles, “I think I can come up with a few creative ideas, but we better lock that front door before I act on any of them.”

His suggestion makes you weak in the knees, and you sound a little breathless when you joke, “God forbid the neighbors see what Big Bad Dean Winchester has in store for me.”

“Don’t you worry,” his arms around your waist loosen, but only to travel one hand upwards, over your chest, finding his gentle, firm grip at your throat, and urging your jaw in his direction with the press of his thumb, until you can see exactly the dark promise in playful eyes, “I plan on keeping the sight of what you look like when you’re on your knees for me, all to myself.”

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💒 🛀 ✨ for all of them 😍

Will put everything under the cut since there is a lot to talk about lol

💒 How would your OC's ideal wedding look like? If they've already been married or are already married, what was their wedding like? Was there a large gathering, or will be? Was it an indoor or outdoor venue? Will your OC act different from usual? Will they be calm and collected, or a nervous wreck?

Talia Crane - her wedding will be simple with just a few guests composed of the closest friends. Nothing fancy as she marries quite late in life, indoor venue, short and sweet. She would be calm, considering a normal succession of events. If she will ever marry again in the future, it would more than likely be something very intimate and in secret, but that's a super BIG if.

Leila Hellebore - me and @that-scouse-wizard haven't really spoken of the wedding between her and Reuben, but I guess it would be held at the dragon sanctuary with their found family and friends. Both would more than likely be a nervous wreck, tears of happiness and lots of emotions running wild. More than likely outdoors if the weather allows it.

Scarlett Tempest - Mind you this kiddo would more than likely marry late if she does after dating someone a long time or would either fall head over heels and marry within the first months of the relationship. Being a spoiled girl, she would want something grand, planning everything (bridezilla mode) and would probably need a lot of encouragement to have fun and not focus on every single detail during the ceremony and party

Victoria Summer - Bebe Victoria would more than likely be flexible and honestly go with either big or small, depending on her partner. She would have a say in decorations, flowers being a must have. More than likely an outdoor venue, probably on a beach or lake shore. She would be a blushing, smiling mess throughout everything.

Jin Watanabe - If he ever would get married, he would more than likely try to include elements of both cultures if he doesn't find a partner from Japan. A more traditional wedding, with all the customs, probably too much. He would be a nervous wreck at the beginning, especially seeing the bride walking down the isle.

🛀 What does your OC typically smell like? Do they have a really strong scent, like perfume, cologne, or something? Do they typically smell like liquor, cigarettes, etc.? Or do they just not have a strong smell?

Talia Crane - With her there is a faint lingering smell of smoke, citrus and warmth, the type you smell in clothes left to dry out on a hot sunny day

Leila Hellebore - She smells like rain, rose water and a faint smell of iron, like the smell of blood

Scarlett Tempest - She smells like vanilla, powder sugar and pineapple

Victoria Summer - She always smells good, mainly due to all the perfumes she tries and creates. Her natural smell that can be found in Amortetia would be cinnamon, sandalwood and cherries

Jin Watanabe - with Jin being a demon he actually has no distinct smell, however he does use a perfume with deep wood essence however combined on his skin it adds a faint smell of black licorice

✨ What is your OC's favorite holiday, and why? Do they change how they present themselves, appearance and personality-wise? Or do they stay the same? Does this holiday hold some important meaning to them? Or does it just give them an excuse to party or be different?

Talia Crane - that would be Christmas. She has a thing for certain scented candles and fairy lights. Despite her avid hate for the cold she would venture outside to watch the snow fall and see the city decorations

Leila Hellebore - Not a big fan of any holiday in particular, as long as they are spent with family and close friends that's what counts

Scarlett Tempest - Her birthday? Should be a holiday celebrated by many :)))

Victoria Summer - Any bank holiday in the summer as she can have an extra long weekend to enjoy different activities as most of her time is spent working with her grandmother

Jin Watanabe - New Year since it signals the dawn of a new year, time and he gets to ponder on everything that happened the previous year while giving praise to it and making a wish for the new one.

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Bruce/Harvey for the ship meme!

Ayeeee this is my favorite ship for Harv!!

send me a ship and i'll tell you

-who cries when someone dies in a movie

Neither!

-who wears the ugly holiday garb

... both. Bruce got a hideous Gucci sweater at a socialite Christmas party and Harv was like “damn 😞😞😞 it’s too bad that I don’t have one too bc then we could’ve matched and it would be funny” so obviously Bruce has to buy one for his bf AND the rest of the family because everyone else will want a hideous 2000$ sweater of their own.

-who pays for the meals

Bruce typically does, but Harv tries very hard to pay for their meals at least once or twice a week. It’s surprisingly challenging to get Bruce to put his wallet down and to let!!! others!!! do nice things!!! for him!!!

-who slams the oven door and who plays the trombone

Harvey slams the oven door, Bruce plays the trombone!

-who brings home stray animals

Bruce. There’s a reason he has a fucking cow just chilling in the batcave

-who leaves the bathroom door open

Bruce. Harv is like “ew no what if one of the kids or Alfred sees me? No.”

-who tells the ' dad jokes '

B... Bruce

-who wants kids more

Bruce:

Harvey: yeah yeah I see that. But. Have you considered having another one????

-who travels more

Bruce literally plays skee ball with fucking aquaman in the space watchtower every other weekend and Harvey might put some pants on to rob a bank or grab more margarita mix. You tell me who travels more.

-who spends more cash

Bruce

-who buys the things in infomercials

If it looks REALLY SHITTY AND DUMB Harv might order something for goofs and to have a laugh with Bruce.

-who draws in the dust on their cars

Harvey wouldn’t do it HIMSELF but he would absolutely egg on and encourage Damian and Steph into doing that to the Batmobile.

-who starts the snowball fights

Harvey. He’s one of the few ppl who know how to get Bruce to lighten up and goof off a little. He’s also 100% ride or die with Bruce’s sidekicks if they decide to pelt Batdad with snowballs

-who throws away the directions to things

Harvey “keeps his stuff organized” (he throws it in a desk drawer and forgets about it)

-who puts up holiday decor

Alfred

-who is more likely to forget to bathe

Bruce

-who gets more obsessed about things

Both, I guess? More so Bruce tho.

-who sings in the shower more often

Harvey!!! He has a lovely voice!!!

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No Light, No Light (Claire’s Anthem)

A/N  To recap where we’re at in the Metric Universe, Jamie and Claire are living separately while their building gets repaired after a fire.  Jamie has confessed to loving Claire, and she hesitantly agreed to give a romantic relationship between them a chance.  The dates have gone well.  Really well.  Maybe a bit too well...  Rated M, because they deserve it after all I’ve put them through.

All other parts of the Metric Universe are available on my AO3 page.

The amazing song by Florence + The Machine (another guest artist!) that inspired the title and features in a few lines can be heard here: https://youtu.be/HGH-4jQZRcc

August 24, 2018, Scottish Highlands, Scotland

Outside the train, the landscape slid by in an emerald smear.  It had been raining earlier, but as the sun dipped westward it broke from beneath the clouds, setting the greens afire.  The view was violently beautiful, but Claire stared instead at her face, pensive and wan, reflected in the smudgy window.  There was an almost laughable lack of connection between herself and the taciturn man to her left.

It hadn’t started out that way.  After a near-idyllic summer dedicated to their mutual enjoyment of each other’s company, this trip to Scotland was meant a culmination of sorts.  A validation that they were moving towards something momentous.  A delineation between their past as friends and their future as... something more.   

Jamie had first mentioned the idea in passing while they waited in line for a gelato in the shadow of the Gherkin on a hot July day.

“T’would be braw tae introduce ye to Lallybroch before ye return tae yer studies, Sassenach,” had been his exact words.  Claire had learned to appreciate Jamie’s deft navigation of the shoals of her caution.  An invitation to meet his family would have garnered an immediate negative response, but an invitation to his family home received an ambiguous hum.

Several weeks later, they were searching Netflix for a movie they could agree on while cat-sitting for Joe and Gayle.  Said cat was lounging on the sofa cushions between them when Jamie casually raised the ante.

“Tomorrow I’ll be buyin’ my ticket home for the August bank holiday.  The trains north will be packed, so I was thinkin’ I’d grab a second seat.  Just in case, ye ken.  T'is refundable, sae there’s no harm.”

By the end of the evening, the cat had fled the room, Claire’s shirt was down to its last button, Jamie’s summer tan couldn’t mask the flush of blood that raced beneath his skin, and the idea of spending a weekend away together sat like an unopened present on the closet shelf of their minds.

Last Monday, between her day shift and his graveyard, they had met for coffee to discuss the details of moving back into their flat.

“Jamie, my name is on this lease.”  Claire set down her cup rather abruptly on the table, spilling a few hot drops over her fingers.

“Aye, tis.  I asked the landlord tae include us both.  Considering all the delays an’ the nuisance, tis the least they could do.”  Pausing to hand her a napkin, he balanced his fingertips over her scalded knuckles.  It’s yer flat too, Sassenach.  No matter what.”

The gravity of the moment hung heavy in the air.  Neither spoke for a while, letting the hum of ambient conversation dull the edges of their nerves.  Claire slid an unsigned copy of the lease into her satchel.

“I, uh, I ken this mayna be the best time tae be bringing this up, but I’ll be away home come Thursday, back on Monday.  There’s still a ticket in yer name, should ye wish tae come wi’ me.”

She looked at him then, so earnest and open and hopeful, the sunlight from the street burnishing his hair coppery-gold.  He’d crept in like a thief, disturbing the tidy boxes of her life and leaving traces of his passage on her heart.  A thief who gave instead of took, and whose only crime was to love without recompense.

“What would it mean, if I went to Scotland with you?” she asked quietly.

“It would mean everything to me,” he admitted.

That hadn’t been what she was asking, but it was her answer all the same.

The day before they were due to depart, Claire had been eating a late afternoon snack in the hospital cafeteria when a familiar tall form in running gear caught her eye.  She couldn’t suppress the frisson of delight she felt as he made his way towards her table, a whiplash of appreciative female gazes following in his wake.

His infectious smile of greeting faltered and then disappeared as he caught sight of what she was reading.

Oh.

The monthly rental property magazine had been left behind on her table, but she’d be lying to say she was browsing it purely out of idle curiosity.  The weight of seeing her name next to Jamie’s on their new lease had been pressing down on her since Monday.  

On the one hand, it was a tremendous relief - no longer could the outcome of their courtship render her homeless - not that she could imagine Jamie ever being as cruel as Frank.  But it also implied a commitment, a state of permanence between them, that quite frankly scared the shit out of her.  And so she had been perusing her options, not with any serious intent, but because it gave her comfort to know they existed.   Jamie had dropped by unannounced at the worst possible time.

A crowded cafeteria wasn’t the place to start making excuses, so after a stilted exchange about meeting the next day at Euston Station, Jamie departed, a small storm cloud of ire floating above his head.  

By the time they met the following morning, that cloud had darkened to a gale, blowing all hope of casual conversation before it.  Jamie’s disposition was generally sanguine, but when he put his mind to it he could glower like the Viking gods he resembled.  It made for a silent journey.

“Ye can just go ahead and say it, Claire.”  When it came, his voice was diminished by resignation.

“I’m curious what it is you want me to say,” she replied.

“That ye willna be moving back inta the flat next month.  If that means we willna be seeing each other at all, well, I’d rather ye tell me before I go introducing ye tae my family as my girlfriend like a fool.”

When she turned to face this accusation, the first thing she noticed was the absence of light behind his typically radiant blue eyes.  It neutralized the acid on her tongue.

“Those are awfully dire conclusions to be drawing from some rental adverts, my lad,” she quipped.  Then, almost begging.  “You promised to be patient with me.”

“Aye, I did.  But ye also promised tae try, Claire.  I canna help but feel that ye’re just marking time, waiting for me to fuck up badly enough that ye can say, well, that’s that then, another disappointment, and retreat tae yer solitude.”

It wasn’t far from the truth, although she’d never have stated it so baldly.  As with every emotional conversation she had with Jamie, his words left her feeling naked and exposed.  He saw her so well.  She didn’t doubt the sincerity of his love for her, because what else kept a man coming back once all the ugliness was on display?

“I hear what you’re saying, Jamie.  I think you know this isn’t easy for me.  Just being here with you on this train, Christ.  I almost called you twice this morning to say I wouldn’t be coming.”

“But ye didna.  Why?”

“Because the only thing that scares me more than being with you,” her voice rose in pitch, “is being without you.  I’m here, but it’s taking bloody everything I have.  So please do not ask me for more,” she pleaded.

A strong arm wrapped around her shoulder and she came to nestle against him willingly.

“I would never ask ye for that, a ghraidh.  I only want ye tae learn tae let go of yer fear, as it serves for nought.  I learned that the hard way with my accident.  T’wasn’t anything I earned nor deserved, but it happened nonetheless.  We canna chose if we win or lose.  We can only chose how we fight.”

She listened to his heart, steadily thumping beneath the muscles of his chest.  To think, he could have been taken away before she came to know the dimensions of its strength.  It sent a chill down her spine.

“I ne’er told ye, that first night we met a’ the pub, how ye reminded me of a fierce lioness.  All golden eyed and imperious.  An’ when I saw those same eyes, peering at me o’er a surgical mask the night of the blast, I understood I would live, because ye did.  Ye’re a fighter, Sassenach.  I kent it from the start.”

“God, Jamie, I was an utter shambles at the time,” she confessed.  His faith in her was overwhelming.

“Aye.  But ye were goin’ down swinging.”

***

Ian Murray, Jamie’s best friend and brother-in-law, met them at the train station in Inverness.  As they navigated the country roads, his conversation with Jamie had the ease and teasing short-hand of timeworn friendship. Claire was content to sit quietly and listen, the inconclusive discussion on the train looming large in her peripheral vision.

It was well past dark as they arrived at Lallybroch, giving the structure an air of timelessness as yellow light bathed the courtyard from windows high above.  The battered wooden entrance swung open to the welcoming chaos of barking dogs, children’s laughter and lilting Gaelic voices spilling into the night.  

Claire hung back, pretending to help Ian with their bags as Jamie jogged forward to embrace a dark-haired woman who barely reached his shoulders, lifting a giggling toddler from her hip and high into the air.  The dogs spun around his legs, practically tripping him as he tried to climb the stairs and answer his sister’s rapid fire questions all at once.  Halting before the door, he handed his nephew over before Jenny disappeared inside, the dogs at her heels.

Feeling absurdly nervous, Claire mounted the stairs and accepted his outstretched hand.

“So, this is it?” she asked inanely.

“Aye, this is it.  Welcome to my home, Sassenach.”

***

They’d eaten on the train, so after a hasty introduction to the rest of the family and a promise to become better acquainted over breakfast, Jamie and Claire headed upstairs.  It occurred to her on the second landing that she had no idea where he expected her to sleep.   Their status as temporary lodgers in other people’s homes back in London had made the question moot.  

Visceral memories of their increasingly heated goodnight kisses caused Claire to trip on braided rug.  Jamie turned as she was righting herself.

“Aye, well, here we are.  The lavatory is jest across the hall.  If ye need anything, the laird’s room is up these stairs.”

“The laird’s room?  Wait, who’s the laird in this story?” she was momentarily distracted from her agitation by this unforeseen detail. 

“Well, me.  But dinna get any grand illusions.  Tis only a leftover title from when Clan Fraser ruled o’er these parts before the Rising.”

Her mouth was moving before she fully considered her next words.

“And does that make me your lady?”

Instead of laughing off her glib comment as she hoped he would, Jamie’s face grew somber.

“Nah.  Tha’ position is presently unfilled.  In this house, the laird sleeps next tae his lady, always.  G��night tae ye, Sassenach.”  And with a soft kiss that barely ghosted her lips, Jamie retired to bed.  Alone.

***

The next two days were a glimpse into a way of living whose existence Claire had previously discredited.  Communal mealtimes, where each family member had an assigned role, from buttering the bread (Jamie’s three-year old nephew and namesake) to clearing the table (Ian, and by their second meal, Claire).  Morning and evening chores that left the adults drowsy and smelling slightly of the chicken coop.  Siblings bickering, slamming doors and then laughing about it by suppertime.  Outings to local landmarks in the rain, a cheerful row of matching Wellingtons and wax cotton jackets tramping along well-worn paths.  Visits to neighbours, carrying a Pyrex dish of some culinary offering and returning four hours later, stuffed to the gills and carrying a different Pyrex dish loaded with leftovers.

Seeing Jamie take his place at the centre of this family dynamic was a shock.  She’d only ever known him in an urban setting, where he was one man among millions; noteworthy for his decency, his peculiar fondness for blood pudding, and because he was hers.  At Lallybroch, he grew before her eyes, taking on new dimensions that challenged and teased her understanding of him.

This was his concept of home.

This was his template for love.

***

On Sunday afternoon, the clouds had lifted to reveal a robin’s egg sky.  Claire accompanied Ian on a circuit of the upper pasture.  A border collie named Jem bounded down the hill ahead of them.  Ian was an easy companion, and they were mid-conversation about the impact of the Scots in the history of medicine when Claire pulled up short, words evaporating in her throat.

There in the hay field just below stood Jamie.  Long rows of golden sheaves that had been cut the past week were now drying in the late summer sun.  Armed with nothing but a pitchfork, Jamie had obviously been working for some time.  He wore boots and loose trousers, but his shirt was long abandoned.  Sweat glistened in the fine russet curls that covered his breastbone and over the sun-kissed curves of his shoulders.  He was so beautiful, it hurt to breathe.

“He’s himself again,” Ian remarked.  “It lightens my heart tae see it.”

Claire tore her eyes away from Jamie.  Ian was watching her with a knowing twinkle in his eye.

“Well, he obviously loves being here, with his family...” she dodged.

Ian shook his head.

“Nah, t’isn’t that.  Since his accident, he’s been... altered.  Jamie was always the golden one, ye ken?  Smart, strong, funny, kind.  He wore it well, but it gives ye a sense of... invincibility, maybe?  Tha’ blast ripped apart more than his back.  I think it made him doubt who he is on the inside.  Ye’ve helped him find tha’ man again, Claire, and for that we are in yer debt.”

She couldn’t look at Ian then, for fear that he would see just how much she wanted what he was saying to be the truth.  To be essential to someone who meant so much to her, to be enough purely by being herself, it was more than her feelings could contain.

It was what Jamie had been trying to tell her all along.

***

The third stair between the guest room and the laird’s bedroom creaked, and Claire froze, eyes darting guiltily down the corridor to where Ian, Jenny and their children slept.   Nothing stirred beyond the drumming of her heartbeat, so she crept the rest of the way, tapping quietly on the solid wood door.

Jamie’s voice was alert as he beckoned, “Come in, Jenny.”  She clutched a thin sheaf of papers to her chest and entered the room.  The only illumination came from the hearth, where a low fire still blazed.  It cast its light on a large, masculine room, with deep blue wallpaper, heavy damask drapes and an immense four poster bed.  Jamie sat up against the headboard, the glow from his iPad echoing in his downcast eyes.

“It’s not Jenny.  It’s me,” she whispered.

With a visible flinch, the iPad fell to his lap.

“Claire...”

He stretched her name out like honey from a jar, trickling sweetly from his mouth.

She wanted to run.  From this plush room, this welcoming home, this uninvited sanctuary of tenderness.  Her legs quivered with the impulse.  Instead, she plunged forward into the room, right to the edge of the bed, and thrust her offering towards Jamie, who followed her movements as though she was defusing a bomb.

“Whas’ this then?” he asked, peering down at the document.

“It’s our lease.  I signed it.  And faxed a copy to the landlord.”

There, she had done it.  The pebble that would start the landslide.  There was no turning back now, and it was pure relief.

Jamie was silent for so long, staring down at her signature, that she began to wonder if he’d fallen asleep.  When he looked up again, his eyes were glassy.

“Are ye sure, Sassenach?”

A drunken encounter in a pub.  Agony radiating from his bright blue eyes on a hospital gurney.  Her rain-soaked salvation.  A roommate.  A friend.  His steady patience as they tentatively grew closer. And now something more, something bigger than she knew how to articulate, sneaking around the margins of her fear.  

She wasn’t sure of much, but she was certain that Jamie’s love could never hurt.  The rest, the panic that she could lose him or disappoint him, that was just the price of paradise.

Instead of answering the question directly, she walked around to the opposite side of the bed and gestured to the empty mattress beside Jamie’s long body.

“Is this place still vacant?”

His smile was radiant.

“For ye, Sassenach, always.”

***

It was like no other sex she’d ever experienced.  Intimacy, up until then, had been a transaction, an exchange of debits.  This was a cancellation of accounts, an obliteration of any mutual debt.  They loved each other with the pure, mindless joy of a wave meeting the shore.

Which isn’t to say that it was perfect.  It felt strange to touch Jamie in more than a friendly way.   Not at all unpleasant, but strange.  Like going to the theatre to see a well-loved play, and suddenly being thrust onto the stage.  The hesitance behind Jamie’s touch told her he felt something similar.  

In a particularly awkward moment, they were jostling and bumping to remove each other’s pajamas when her hair got caught in the buckle of his watch.

“Ouch!” she yelped.  He pulled away, stammering apologies, which only made things worse.  After a few failed attempts on Jamie’s part, she reached up and unclasped the watch band, giving him two hands to work with.  By this point they were both giggling, the gravitas of the moment lost.

“Ye’ve a great deal of hair, mo nighean donn,” Jamie groused as he lay the offending watch on his nightstand.

“Complaining already, Fraser?”

“God, no. Ye’re... would it be sentimental tae say ye’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen?”

She was lying naked, but for a pair of skimpy knickers, the firelight caressing her limbs where they were splayed against the dark sheets.  Jamie’s visual perusal of her body held a potent combination of lust and reverence that warmed her blood.

“I suppose I can tolerate a bit of sentimentality,” she conceded, rolling towards the bulwark of his naked chest.  Her fingers played down the corduroy ripples of his flank.

“You’re beautiful too, Jamie.”

The mood in the room shifted again.  Soon they pitching across the mattress, trying to touch in as many ways possible.  Their skin grew slippery with sweat.  At some point, underwear must have been removed, because she could feel the coarse abrasion of his pubic hair against her thigh, alongside the tensile ridge of his erection.

“Claire,” he gasped as their hips ground together in frenzied pulses. “If ye dinna want me tae go any further, I need ye tae tell me now.”

She reached between them, taking the heft of him in her palm, feeling a spasm of need shudder through his frame.

“There’s nothing about you that I do not want, James Fraser.”

A cavernous groan, a frantic search for a condom in the bedside drawer, the tearing of a foil wrapper, and then a breathless hesitation.  She opened her eyes to see Jamie looking down as though she was the morning sun.  There was nothing left inside her but dazzling hunger, filling the spaces where her fear once resided.

Here was the start.

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“I’m right where I belong.” (Fluffy Version)

Rhett and Link were not bad kids. Playful, yes; maybe pushing up against mischievous. But they didn’t get up to too much trouble. The one exception to their typical line-toeing was the occasional day skipping school together. 

They agreed it was good for the soul to commune with nature, out in the woods and in the Cape Fear River. Sure, there were weekends, holidays, and entire summer vacations for that type of thing. But it wasn’t their fault those scheduled days off didn’t always align with their yearning for the great outdoors. Or the perfect weather for a hike and a swim. 

In those instances the boys firmly felt they had to take those decisions into their own hands, and take an unapproved ‘personal day’.

Link had been born with an easily provoked guilty conscience, but he never felt a twinge of guilt cutting school to spend the day with Rhett. 

“We ain’t got many summer weather days left this year!” Rhett reminded him. 

As if Link needed convincing! 

Link chased after Rhett through the forest, trying to keep up with his completely unfairly longer strides. By the time they reached the shore Link was out of breath. He grew mildly lightheaded at the thought of him and Rhett like this together: breathing heavy, all sweaty. Under other circumstances, this really woulda been… something! 

“It’s more than a little warm today,” Link whined as he tried to catch his breath. But with the sun filtering through the canopy, and the sound of the midday birdsongs, Link was struggling to find much to complain about - especially when Rhett began stripping out of his clothes. 

Link smiled at his luck: a tall and athletic best friend with a penchant for stripping down to his undies at the slightest provocation. Link reckoned he musta done something right in his past lives. 

“I dunno how you can stand having all them clothes in this heat!” Rhett dramatically cried out as he approached the edge of the bank. 

Link just smirked as he drank the sight of Rhett in. The sweat continued to trickle down his temples, and sting his eyes. When he realized he’d just been staring, Link peeled his shirt off - making a point to wipe some of the sweat from his brow as he did. 

“I’m diving in,” Rhett announced. 

“I was pretty sure that was where this was headed.”

“You joining me, smart ass?”

Link shrugged. “Well, I didn’t come all this way just to gawk at you in your skivvies.” Link was sure that, somewhere out there, a lie detector was going off inexplicably.

Link stripped his clothes off until he was down to his boxers. Then, on a whim, Link dropped his shorts without so much as a significant look or comment in Rhett’s direction. Like he was stepping out of his underwear to get into the shower, alone at home. 

Rhett made a small, tight, startled noise in the back of his throat. 

“What?” Link asked innocently, privately smug at the reaction he’d pulled from Rhett. “I don’t wanna get my clothes wet. You’re gonna think I’m awfully clever when you’re trying to pull your britches up over your wet underwear. Besides, it’s just us out here, right? No big deal.”

“I wasn't worried about people seeing us,” Rhett felt the need to clarify.  “I’m just surprised you'd jump in naked without needing any encouragement.”

Link rolled his eyes, pretending not to notice his own nakedness. “I’m not that much of a goody two shoes!”

“I wasn’t sayin’ that!”

“And I don’t need your help with every questionable decision I make.” Link was grinning as he approached Rhett. Watching Rhett’s eyes grow wider as Link got closer. “So…” Link reached out to tug at the elastic of Rhett’s briefs, letting it snap back against Rhett’s skin and making him jump back. “You ready to wet your pants, Rhett? Or are you gonna join me in skinny dipping?”

Rhett appeared frozen for a moment. 

“Orrrrr… you just gonna keep your entire self dry on the shore?”

There was a flash of white as Rhett quickly stripped out of his clothes and quickly leaped into the river. Link cackled at the high pitched squeal that pierced the air as Rhett’s naked body hit to cool water. And then Link dove in after him. 

They splashed and swam and refreshed themselves in the cool crystal river water. When they’d had their fill, they lifted their naked bodies out of the water to dry on the rocks under the early afternoon sun. 

Link’s head swam with thoughts. It felt so natural to be out here like this with Rhett. The sounds of the birds and the flowing river,  the smells of the woods, the feel of the sunlight warming and drying their skin… Link’s imagination was about to start running wild with thoughts of how to add his sense of taste into the equation when a stray thought intruded and made him sit bolt upright in a panic.

“Don’t you have a basketball game this afternoon?!”

Link’s eyes darted over to Rhett, who continued to look like the definition of relaxed. He must not have understood Link.

“I can drive ya. You’ll barely be late, just—“

“Nah, bo. Just lie back down. I wouldn’t be allowed to play anyway after missing school.”

“Then why did you—“

“Besides, I’m right where I belong.” Rhett extended his open upturned palm toward Link.

Link tried to slow his frantic heartbeat, but he did lie back down. He rested his hand in the hand that Rhett had offered and basked in the warmth that began to fill his insides, as beautifully as the sun warmed his skin.

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28/04/2021: Sunny morning, Swifts out the back, wet Lakeside walk, Woodpigeon and more 

I took the first two pictures in this photoset first thing in the bright sunshine of a sky scene and some of the trees out the front. A very bright start to a day that turned drizzly. 

Before any showers though as I worked I was delighted to spot some birds gliding through the air, they were Swifts, my all important first of the year always such a key spring moment in any year. I enjoyed watching them in the binoculars for a little bit. Predictably and happily with me still working from home it was the second year running I’d seen my first Swift of the year out of my bedroom window on a week day, the third time its been a year tick from this house after 2016 too. This moment came earlier than last year just about when I saw them in early May and indeed its my second earliest ever first Swifts seen in a year second only to (seen on the same date in their respective years) Blashford Lakes in 2010 and 2013 a bit earlier in April in my old school field during a PE lesson in my last year of secondary school. A really pleasing moment seeing these birds again. I wrote this special post back in 2018 https://dansnaturepictures.tumblr.com/post/175081035474/when-i-saw-my-first-swifts-each-year-i-was about my first sightings of Swifts in years and its interesting what little difference there is between the dates each year in late April to early May as to when I first see them in a year.

Year list wise the Swift is my 146th bird of the year, it was 145th last year. It also makes a little bit of personal history for me as my 27th bird year tick of April 2021, one more than I got in month four of 2014 to make it the highest amount of bird species I’d seen for the first time in a year across an April ever for me. A great testament to the revival of my bird year list which I have mentioned a lot. 

Rain had arrived on and off by the time my lunch time did and I changed it around and eat lunch before going out. I opened the door to the sweet aroma of the rain that had just fallen, and it felt so lovely to take in the luscious green vegetation with that smell and feel of rain in the atmosphere. In the spring and summer months, its quite the pleasant and connective feeling being so impacted by the conditions outside just like you are when out in warm or bright sunshine and your mood is lifted so much which we have enjoyed a lot lately. I took the third, fourth, fifth and sixth pictures in this photoset at Lakeside with this great green vegetation one photo with bluebells nicely in the foreground I thought and a lake during a shower. 

By that lake I spotted again one of the Greylag Geese families with the adorable goslings. It was lovely to take them in today again and quite atmospheric in the rain as well in a cosy ‘April Showers’ type of way. I took the seventh and eighth pictures in this photoset of these. I briefly saw the Great Crested Grebe with chicks on its back again after yesterday on beach lake, as well as the Lesser Black-backed Gulls on a fishing platform that caught my eye from afar as I left in a heavy shower. When home the bedraggled Woodpigeon in the ninth picture in this photoset in the neighbour’s garden awaited me, and I saw and photographed another the tenth in this photoset as the afternoon went on. I took and tweeted on Dans_Pictures a sky picture as things brightened up again this afternoon. Another memorable day. 

Wildlife Sightings Summary: My first Swifts of the year, one of my favourite birds the Great Crested Grebe, Moorhen, Mallard, Greylag Goose, Lesser Black-backed Gull with them seen very well out the back too, Black-headed Gull, Woodpigeon, Collared Dove, House Sparrow, Starling and Jackdaw and Magpie showing well on the roof visible from my room. In the still quite wet conditions I nearly re-created photos of a year ago today of a Magpie in the rain on that roof I wasn’t quite quick enough today. When trying for the shot, admittedly the other side of the roof, I did think of the photos from last year but at that stage I’d not remembered it was exactly a year ago which is interesting. A year ago with a rain created low photo yield literally just those two pictures with a camera of mine I took a phone photo on a wet walk of painted stones around a local tree in honour of the NHS, key worksers and other 2020 heroes I revealed on Twitter the line up for my 2021 wildlife photos calendar that I make for personal use for my bedroom wall out of my pictures, typically choosing them for May out of photos from the May the year before up until that point now as I was sort of still set up in a way where I would reveal both my calender lineups on a week night I was in the office so didn’t have a wildlife walk as such or take many or any photos that day hence the choosing a day I wasn’t already taking photos. This year with photos every day and even on the wet or darker ones there can be lots to negate that conundrum I’m tweeting my calendars on weekend mornings. And that will be this weekend on Dans_Pictures for my 2022 calendars, wildlife on Saturday morning and my landscape and other outdoors photos calendar on Sunday morning. On the weekend mornings of the second May bank holiday I’ll have Tumblr posts revealing the pictures as well as 10 reserve photos each which I’ll be printing on the boxes for days which you can do and say a bit about the photos making my calendars. 

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Find the Best Spots for Downtown Austin Parking

Downtown Austin parking is usually not a big challenge in a car-friendly city. Still, even long-time Austin residents would need some help figuring out the best spots near popular attractions and busy neighborhoods.  

Downtown is the heart of Austin, pulsing with vibrant destinations like the Sixth Street, Rainey Street, and Red River district. Late 19th Century architectural landmarks blend with modern museums, high rises, bars, clubs, and theatres to give the thriving neighborhood its distinct identity. Apart from the rich history and renowned LIVE music hubs, Austin's government and business centers are also a part of the downtown area; there are residential sections like Judges Hill too. To the south, it is bordered by Lady Bird Lake, while the central business district is located along the Colorado River's north bank. The Interstate 35 to the east, Lamar Boulevard to the west, Martin Luther King Jr. Boulevard to the north makes downtown Austin quickly accessible from all directions. The University of Texas is also close by. You can always expect high demand for parking spaces in downtown Austin, especially for those conveniently located close to popular destinations.  

Although street parking and off-street public parking facilities are fairly easy to find, the best option for a hassle-free experience is finding the perfect Downtown Austin parking garage near your destination. Make it one step easier, and book your spot in advance to save more time and money. How do you do that? Use an Austin parking app or a website that helps you to pre-book a garage space online. Austin downtown parking rates can be cheaper when you book your spot online in advance, rather than paying drive-up rates at the gate. All you need to do is download an app on your smartphone!  

Check out the best parking spots in some of the most popular neighborhoods and attractions in downtown Austin:  

Parking near Congress Avenue Austin

Austin's most prominent street is well-known for the Congress Avenue bridge, where tourists and locals hang out to watch spectacular sunsets. But did you know that Congress Avenue is also a historic district stretching from North First Street to Eleventh Street in downtown Austin? You will find the Texas Capitol building, the iconic Paramount Theatre, the Telephone Building, and other famous landmarks here.  

If you are driving out to watch Mexican free-tailed bats take flight at sunset, remember to book your parking spots at a garage near the Congress Avenue Bridge. It can get pretty hectic close to sunset hours, especially from May to October, when the seasonal urban bat colony nests under the bridge. Even when there are no bats, the view from the bridge is worth a quick stop. Finding a parking space close to the bridge could get tricky at the last minute; you can try your luck at Cesar Chavez Street or downtown Austin parking lots nearby.  

The Austin Convention Center is just a three-minute drive or 10-minute walk from the Congress Avenue Bridge. Down Austing parking space demand is always high around this event hub, with a steady flow of visitors throughout the year. Onsite parking at the Convention center lot costs $5 for two hours – you find entrances to this lot at 201 East Second Street and 601 East Fifth Street. There are around 1500 parking spaces at this garage, which might not be enough to accommodate all visitors during a large event. So, it's better to keep your options open with a pre-booked spot at an off-site parking garage nearby. It's possible to find street parking in the area, but due to time limits, it's not a good idea when attending an event.

The Texas Capitol on Congress Avenue is only a 4-minute drive from the Austin Convention Center and Congress Avenue Bridge. It's is popular on downtown Austin tours as visitors are allowed to explore the 22-acre grounds and see the monuments. It's easy to save on Austin downtown parking rates here – parking is free for the first two hours at the Texas Capitol Visitors garage on weekdays. Every additional hour of parking costs $1, with a daily maximum of $12 – overnight parking isn't allowed at this garage.  When special events are held during weekends, a pre-paid parking fee is charged, and the daily maximum can go up to $25. Check out Trinity Street and Colorado Street for more cheap downtown Austin parking lots nearby.  

Downtown Austin Parking near Sixth Street  

The most famous street in Austin is a downtown landmark and entertainment district stretching from Mopac Expressway to Interstate 35. When Austin is referred to as the "Live Music Capital of the World," it's the Sixth Street historic district that gets the honor. It's a complete package with excellent restaurants, cheap bars, speakeasies, and world-class hotels – mainly within a nine-block area between I35 to the east and Lavaca Street to the west.  

On weekends, holidays, football home games, and special events, traffic is typically closed on East Sixth Street. Vehicles could also be prohibited between Brazos Street and Red River Street from 9 pm to 3 am, from Thursday to Saturday. The Sixth Street neighborhood is pedestrian-friendly, and you'll find good parking lots on nearby blocks. Check out San Jacinto Boulevard, Sabine Street, East Seventh Street, and Brazos Street for some of the top-rated downtown Austin parking garages.  

Parking in Rainey Street Historic District Austin  

Just five minutes away from Congress Avenue, the Rainey Street Historic District has many old bungalows with backyards and porches, now converted into stunning bars, lounges, and eateries. The trendy nightlife district is next to Lady Bird Lake and I35 on the southeastern side of downtown Austin. You might not find many parking lots on-site, but 1-17 Rainey Street Parking and LAZ parking at 703 River Street are the closest. There are a couple of parking garages near Driskill Street too. Rainey Street is less than a mile from Congress Avenue; if you are into walking, no better option than to leave your car at the cheapest downtown Austin garage and explore on foot.  

When parking on the streets in downtown Austin, make sure to check signage for time limits or any restrictions to avoid a ticket. Keep an eye on street cleaning schedules and other regulations. At parking lots, it's best to book your space ahead of your visit for a guaranteed spot that saves you time and money.   

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Thanks for the tag, Amy my dear! @shineyma ❤ Also, you moved to Louisiana?! How is this the first time I’m hearing about this?! O_O *sigh* we need to catch up, friend!

1. What is the color of your hairbrush? So my current hairbrush I got while I was in Hawaii for my middle sister’s wedding. The head of the brush is an iridescent lime-yellow with black bristles and yellow tips. The brush’s handle has a quilted-patterned silicone for a comfy, semi-squishy grip. I got it bc it reminded me of a pineapple.🍍 

2. Name a food you never eat. Banana; I’m allergic. 

3. Are you typically too warm or too cold? Too warm. 🥵

4. What were you doing 45 minutes ago? The 7Leaves drive-thru for my morning milk tea. 

5. What’s your favorite candy bar? Reese’s Fast Break or a Twix.

6. Have you ever been to a professional sports game? I don’t think so...

7. What is the last thing you said out loud? “Ah! Sorry water bottle!” (I knocked him over on accident 🥺)

8. What is your favorite ice cream? Pistachio

9. What was the last thing you had to drink? Milk tea

10. Do you like your wallet? So... I have a thing for mid-end wallets and purses... it puts a strain on my bank account but I make do. The very first time I saw my current wallet was on Ebay and it was love at first sight. The problem was it was an older design so it was harder to find for less than $100. So I waited and waited and waited whilst also scouring the internet for months looking for one that was reasonably priced in the color I wanted... and I nearly gave up when, lo and behold, it was going on sale for $60 bucks plus free shipping on some outlet website! I had to triple checked the website (make sure it was legit) before I shelled out the cash for my prize and the rest was history~ 😍

11. What is the last thing you ate? Lunch.

12. Did you buy any new clothes last weekend? Not last weekend.

13. What’s the last sporting event you watched? Oh my goodness... it has legit been so long since I’ve watched any sports elated anything (besides the occasional sports-like competition on my weekly variety shows)...  

14. What is your favorite flavor of popcorn? I’m not a huge popcorn fan (mainly bc when it gets stuck between my teeth it can get really painful) but California’s own “Gaslamp Popcorn” Malibu Mix, which combines the company’s signature Sea Salt & Olive Oil, White Cheddar and Kettle Corn flavors is like crack. Arguably, the best popcorn in existence!

15. Who is the last person you sent a text message to? My friend Anson. 

16. Ever been camping? Does 6th grade camp count as camping?

17. Do you take vitamins? Not regularly.

18. Do you regularly attend a place of worship? No - it used to be a family thing. So now I only go to my local temple for New Years. 

19. Do you have a tan? I don’t tan, I typically just burn.

20. Do you prefer Chinese or pizza? It depends on what I’ve had recently.

21. Do you drink your soda through a straw? Only if I’m given a straw. 

22. What color socks do you usually wear? I typically wear nylon socks bc of the flats I wear to work so they’re mostly nude or black. 

23. Do you ever drive above the speed limit? More often than I care to admit unless I am distracted (which is not great either way). 😅

24. What terrifies you? Not being able to find someone to call my own. 

25. Look to your left, what do you see? Water bottle, can of compressed air, pencil pouch, sunglasses, glasses, and old receipts. My table is a mess. T_T 

26. What chore do you hate most? I hate cleaning the bathroom... ugh! I’m getting a headache just thinking about it! 

27. What do you think of when you hear an Australian accent? Jake Sim of Enhypen reading his lines for their debut trailer. 

28. What’s your favorite soda? Every holiday season I would get my all-time favorite soda, Canada Dry (Cranberry) Ginger Ale... when it’s not in season, I typically drink clear sodas like 7-up or Sprite... and ginger ale. 

29. Do you go in a fast food place or just hit the drive thru? Drive thru.

30. What’s your favorite number? 9

31. Who’s the last person you talked to? My mom.

32. Favorite meat? Fish.

33. Last song you listened to? "All Night” ASTRO. K-pop playlist on shuffle~

34. Last book you read? Ah… I haven’t been reading anything outside of fanfics lately. The last like novel I started reading but never finished was “A Thousand Beginnings and Endings” by Ellen Oh… I should pick it back up again.

35. Favorite day of the week? Tuesday.

36. Can you say the alphabet backwards? I think so but not nearly as fast nor proficient as I would be the right way around. 😆

37. How do you like your coffee? I don’t typically drink coffee but when I do I like it so sweet and creamy it shouldn’t be considered coffee any longer. 

38. Favorite pair of shoes? I have the cutest pair of navy blue ballerina flats with scalloped edges and a tiny gold bow atop each side.

39. Time you normally get up? Lately it’s been late... usually around 9-9:30?

40. Which do you prefer: sunrise or sunsets? I think I prefer sunsets.

41. How many blankets on your bed? 1 comforter is usually more than enough for me.

42. Describe your kitchen plates. Vintage, milky white chinaware with scalloped edges and a pink cherry blossom pattern. Circa France,1960.   Florentine by Arcopal.

43. Describe your kitchen at the moment. Pretty damn clean but that’s bc yesterday was the holidays, so my mom was in a cleaning mood. 

44. Do you have a favorite alcoholic drink? I don’t drink.

45. Do you play cards? My family plays a Thai version of Old Maid called “Dummy”. It’s kinda’ addicting but I can’t play it by myself which sucks. 

46. What color is your car? Dark blue. 

47. Can you change a tire? Nope. 😕 I should probably learn how to do that...

48. Your favorite state or province? I’ve only been to a few and I think like Washington best... but Cali is where all my friends are sooo...

49. Favorite job you’ve had? Clerk typist for the elementary school I worked for.

tagging: @cancered-gemini​ @omiyukio​ @nosevenadapresente​ @cerberus-angel​ @doiloveyou-myohmy​ @safelycapricious​ @moonladymusings​ and anyone else who fancies killing some time!

[carry-the-sky]

these heavy words, your open heart

summary

“You told me once that I was honest. That I don’t lie to you. But the hospital—you asked me to start over, and I said I didn’t want that.”

Karen sucks in a breath. Frank’s eyes are still on her, wide and bright. It’s the most vulnerable she’s ever seen him look.

“I lied,” he says.

a/n: merry kastlechristmas, @kastlenetwork​​​​​​! i’m normally an angst machine, but i tried to do something a bit softer to fulfill your prompts (not sad + new year’s, hahaha). i hope you enjoy, and thank you so much for organizing this event! <3

chapter one

Frank’s in the wind, but he’s not really gone. He’s in every bouquet of flowers, each hole-in-the-wall diner she walks past on her way to meet with a source. She pictures him, bloodied knuckles and bruises smudged under his eyes, the low gravel of his voice when he tells her the war is what he wants. She hopes that no news is good news, that maybe he’s found some measure of peace and what it means if he hasn’t—

He’s been dead before. Karen blinks, and the diner is just a diner.

He’s everywhere, at first. Local gangs, exposed drug rings, a city councilman with ties to sex-trafficking—the Punisher is all over the news cycle for a solid month after his escape from police custody at Metro General. It’s a shitstorm, but Karen wades through it the same way she always has. The city’s still rotten, still reeks of corruption and scandal and bad people doing bad things, so she follows her nose. Frank’s not the only one who has a job to do.

Time soldiers on. The steady deluge of news slows to a trickle, then stops altogether. The Globe tries to regenerate some of the hype by running a story that pins a string of uptown murders on Frank, but it’s a flimsy attempt at best. New York has moved on.

Karen tries to do the same. Her schedule is more flexible now that she’s freelancing full-time, so she doesn’t feel guilty saying yes when Matt and Foggy invite her out on the weekends. She digs for stories and chases leads, writes and investigates and writes some more. It’s hard work, less than stable—looking at her bank account makes her want to cry—but it’s good. For the first time since moving to the city, she feels free.

Frank’s in the wind, but he’s not really gone. He’s in every bouquet of flowers, each hole-in-the-wall diner she walks past on her way to meet with a source. She pictures him, bloodied knuckles and bruises smudged under his eyes, the low gravel of his voice when he tells her the war is what he wants. She hopes that no news is good news, that maybe he’s found some measure of peace and what it means if he hasn’t—

He’s been dead before. Karen blinks, and the diner is just a diner.

.

Winter hits the city hard. The temperature plunges to single digits in the week leading up to Christmas, with a few inches of snow in the forecast. Karen works from home as often as she can, trading her pencil skirts for fleece-lined leggings on the days she’s out running down sources. She just barely makes the submission deadline for a piece about embezzlement in the county tax collector’s office. 

Karen hasn’t really celebrated Christmas since Kevin died, but she makes a conscious effort this year. She digs her old tree out of storage and strings cheap lights around the window and spends the better part of an afternoon making eggnog and cookies for Foggy and Marci’s holiday party. It feels almost normal, until she starts thinking about Vermont and the gingersnaps Mom used to make. Karen remembers swiping a handful of them at a time and escaping to the hall closet, crunching them extra loudly to drown out her parents’ arguing. They always fought more around the holidays.

Christmas comes and goes, and Karen dives headfirst back into her work. The new year looms, equal parts uncertainty and possibility, but she keeps herself tethered in the present. Whatever happens, she’ll roll with it. She always does.

.

There’s a dog in the alley next to her apartment. 

It’s nosing through a couple of discarded take-out boxes, but snaps its head up when Karen steps onto the sidewalk. The dog—she, Karen’s gut says—is definitely a mutt, lean like a lab with a boxy pit bull face. Her coat is brown with grime, but there’s a smudge of white over one eye, like an upside down heart. 

“Hey, there,” Karen says, crouching. She holds a tentative hand out, freezing when the dog growls low in its throat. “Easy, it’s okay. I’m on my way out, but I’m gonna call someone to come get you, okay?” 

Animal control is swamped. There’s a high volume of calls coming in, typical for this time of year. The earliest they can come out is tomorrow morning, and Karen’s heart clenches thinking about how low the temperature’s been dropping at night. She glances sideways at the dog, making a mental checklist of all the food that’s currently upstairs in her apartment. No kibble, but anything she has is better than garbage. If she could just get the dog out of the cold—

Karen takes a step towards her building’s front door at the same time that the dog bolts, scrabbling down the alley in a blur of kicked-up snow and dirt. 

“Shit,” Karen hisses, watching the dog disappear around a corner. (“She’ll come back.” Kevin—he’s ten years old, cradling a stack of lost dog flyers under his arm. “Right, Kare? We’ll find her.”)

Karen stares down the length of the alley for another second. She’s already running late for a meeting with a volunteer at the regional VA office—her one and only lead so far on this new story she’s trying to crack open—but she makes a note to grab some treats on her way home. With any luck, the dog won’t go too far.

The meeting goes well. Her volunteer confirms the rumors of negligence in the treatment of veterans across the tri-county area—understaffed facilities, falsified intake records, and in one instance, a vet dying while on a hospital waitlist. Nothing overly shocking, but it still makes Karen sick to her stomach. The system is broken, and sometimes fixing it feels like an impossible task.

“I’ll be in touch,” she tells the volunteer as she’s getting ready to leave. “Thank you again for meeting with me, Curtis—”

“Curt,” he replies, cracking a grin. “My mom’s the only one who calls me Curtis. Hey—” he gestures to the folding chairs stacked in the corner. “I host a support group here for vets in the area, and our weekly meeting is tonight. You’re more than welcome to stay, maybe chat with a few of them about their experiences with the VA office.”

“I have to head out,” Karen says, “but maybe another time?”

“Absolutely. No pressure.” Curt reaches out to shake her hand. “Take care, Karen.” 

Take care. 

Two words. That’s all it takes, and she spends the rest of the day brushing away memories like cobwebs. He’s backlit in the frame of Schoonover’s shed, he’s standing by the water, he’s pressing his forehead to hers—she closes her eyes and all she sees is Frank. 

The thing is, even if she wanted to get in touch with him, she has no idea how to. The burner number he’d given her the last time he came back from the dead isn’t good anymore, and it’s not like she can just look him up in the phonebook. She could try Madani, but Karen has a hunch that even if the newly-minted CIA agent knew where Frank was, she wouldn’t be partial to sharing.

She has some dried flowers at home, leftover stems from a bouquet that her neighbor was making for her granddaughter. They’re the only flowers Karen has allowed herself to have in the apartment since she last saw Frank. As soon as she gets home, she sticks them in an empty vase and moves them to the windowsill. Not exactly white roses, but they’ll have to do. 

He’ll come back. He always does.

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Boat Types - Fishing, Dinghy, Runabouts

For boat builders there are many different types of boats that can be categorized based upon its desired function and what water it is going to occupy, be it freshwater or saltwater. Below is a list of boat types that is not complete with every different type of boat on the planet. However, the list is detailed enough to allow you to think about the sort of vessels you might want to build for yourself. Choosing the right boat is much easier when you know what you are going to use it for. A possible list of activates might include fishing, water skiing, diving, diving, and general sailing.

Fishing boats

One of the main categories of boats is those that are primarily used for fishing. These vessels tend to be sturdy, reliable, and maximize the surface area of a deck. The size of the fishing boat is typically dependent upon the crew size and what the expected catch is going to be. The engine power is based upon the waters the boat will occupy. Sea vessels require your engine to be considerably more powerful due to waves and currents impeding the movement of the boat. One important design feature that big fishing boats should have is under the hull compartment that functions as a freezer. This is a very useful addition if you are going to spend days on a fishing trip and need a way for the fish to remain fresh.

Small wooden dinghy

Most boat building amateurs will start off with a small wooden dinghy simply because it is one of the easier projects to take on. As far as boat types go it is one of the most simple designs and requires the least amount of skill, resources, and time to construct. These boats are usually used in calm water such as lakes and are without sail or motor, which means that paddles need to be used to navigate through the water. The simplicity of such a small wooden dinghy might appear to be a drawback, however, if you are just starting to get to know how to use a boat then it is a good choice. The simplicity means it is reliable and very low maintenance, these are ideal characteristics for people who are still in the early stages of their learning curve. For the more experienced sailor, the lack of size and features will ultimately hinder any activity that might be planned.

Runabouts

The runabout boat is a sporty, fast, and versatile boat that is ideal for activates such as water skiing. Most people tend to go for runabouts simply because they provide a very pleasant rush of adrenaline due to the boat crashing against waves at high speeds. Building one of these requires high-quality wood due to the high speeds and therefore forces that will be repeatedly exerted upon the vessel. There are three types of runabouts that you should know about which are cuddy cabins, deck boats, and bowriders.

Houseboats

The name is rather self-explanatory, this type of boat has one objective which is to provide living quarters for people. There are two main types of houseboats, these are ones that are always stationary and those that are mostly on the move. The later is generally used in the boat rental industry from people wanting to go on a holiday with their own houseboat. Apart from the price of the rent these types of holidays are relatively cheap and appealing to a lot of families where one of the parents has sufficient experience with sailing boats. The type that remains mostly stationary is built without a power source which greatly reduces the build cost. However, an internal electrical supply is incorporated for domestic use such as kitchen appliances and entertainment electrical gadgets.

Yachts

For the most part, yachts are for recreational use and typically their size is proportional to the amount of money you have in your bank account. This list of boat types has many examples, but yachts are usually the most desired because they come equipped with many features that just make sailing a whole lot more fun. Some of these features might be a partial glass hull for viewing fish or internal saunas. Modern-day yachts can be equipped with so many additional features that the list really is endless. Usually, the length of such vessels ranges from 8 to 12 meters, and as a rule of thumb the larger it is the more luxurious it is. However, if this is the type of boat that you want then you need to think about not only the price at purchase but also the maintenance cost. Large yachts can have maintenance costs that make it difficult for some people to maintain. For those of you building racing yachts, you need to consider weight and stability in every design feature that you approach. The surface area of the sail is also important and needs to be well understood before construction can begin.

Canal boats

People living near canals might choose to build a long narrow boat, these are ideal for going on canals and can be a very fun day out with your family or friends. Before deciding on the length you need to study your local canal to find out how sharp the bends are, otherwise you might build a boat that is too long for a certain bend. The internal design features of such boats are typically very similar to houseboats because people tend to go on weekend trips in them. The motor used to power such boats needs to be very reliable as a breakdown can mean that you clog up the canal which can result in a backlog of boats. However, the power does not need to be very high because cruising speeds in a canal are usually very low and the waters have no currents.

This list of boats is very general but does provide a list of existing boat types that you should be aware of when building your own boat. Even if you are building a small dinghy or dory you need to be aware of other boats out there so that ideas on the design can present themselves that otherwise would not have been possible.