#s'mores dip

[daily-deliciousness]

Skillet s'mores dip

[littlebitrecipes]

Air Fryer S'mores Dip Dig into a decadent world of s'mores dip magic. You'll get a melty treat that will have you craving s'more!

Recipe => https://littlebitrecipes.com/smores-dip-air-fryer-or-oven/

[princessacexsnake]

Gangreen Gang all enjoying s'mores dip together here!

Made by me! (x)

[lustingfood]

Halloween S’mores Dip (x)

[morethansalad]

Vegan Cast Iron S'mores Dip (Gluten-Free)

[rabbitcruiser]

Drop your rules and restrictions around eating and join a movement of no-shaming body positivity and health-focused education on International No Diet day.

There has been a long-standing movement to shed the shame typically associated with being less than Hollywood perfect. The photoshopped images found in fashion and beauty magazines have been marked as a direct cause of a rising instance of eating disorders among the youth.

Too long has health been associated with unrealistic body types and unhealthy, dangerous fad diets. International No Diet Day has been pushed forward with the intention of promoting healthy lifestyles for all body types.

History of International No Diet Day

International No Diet Day

International No Diet Day was first started by Mary Evans in 1992. The purpose of the day was to help men and women around the world to appreciate their own bodies. Having gone through anorexia herself, Mary began Diet Breakers, which is her organization. She then created the first International No Diet Day, bringing attention to the cause, and of course, her organization as well. Now, the day is used to help tackle tough issues regarding diet and body awareness, focusing on a number of agendas. This includes the following…

Educating people about the right way to diet responsibly and effectively

Having all people take a one-day break from their diets

Celebrating the diversity of different shapes and sizes

Bodies can be beautiful at all shapes and sizes, with both the svelte look of the athletic beach nut and the more Grecian and Rubenesque body types merely exemplifying the natural body type. Considering that the failures of dieting often result in yoyo-ing weight, with all of the weight lost being regained in almost every case within 5 years. To combat these incredibly unhealthy habits organizations all over the world have been engaged in forcing the fashion industry to label those images that have been modified, or outlawing the use of photoshop altogether.

How to celebrate International No Diet Day

Celebrating International No Diet Day is best done by recognizing that your own body is beautiful exactly as it is. De-emphasizing your efforts to shed weight to look a particular way, it is far better to celebrate the holiday with efforts at beginning to live a healthier lifestyle altogether. Worry less about your final goal, and more about getting out and being active and keeping your body healthy. Losing weight rapidly or shooting for unrealistic body types is an excellent way of causing yourself harm in the pursuit of greater health. Instead, love your body by finding active hobbies and love yourself the way you look!

There are a number of different ways that you can participate in International No Diet Day. This includes the following…

Help end weight discrimination, fatphobia, and sizeism.

Understand the inefficacy of commercial diets and learn about the diet industry.

Embrace body diversity and challenge the idea of one ‘right’ body shape.

Declare a day that is free from dieting and obsessing about shape and weight.

Compliment colleagues on contributions, achievements, and skills, rather than focusing on appearance.

Here are some of the suggestions that we have to help you make the most of this day…

Eat what you love! Don’t worry about the calories or anything like this. Instead, eat what you truly want to eat because it tastes good. Let that be your only concern today.

Throw away your scales. Don’t judge yourself based on a number. You will be surprised by how liberating this feels.

Instead, celebrate and embrace your intrinsic qualities, such as your uniqueness, quirkiness, kindness, or strength, for instance!

Be adventurous and cook something that you have always wanted to but you have never cooked before.

You can also use International No Diet Day in order to make people aware of different eating disorders. There are so many ways that you can go about this. If you have had your own personal experience and you feel ready to share it, you may take this opportunity to start a blog about it. You could also decide to fundraise for those who are struggling with eating disorders. Whether you raise funds or you simply raise awareness, you are going to be doing a great thing to help a lot of people.

However, you should not feel guilty about simply using this day as an opportunity to look after number one! After all, we all need to care for ourselves as well. Why not make a list of all of the things you love about your body? Now is the perfect time to start focusing on the positive rather than the negative. Most of us have a tendency to focus on the things we dislike instead of focusing on what we do like about our bodies. Today is the perfect time for you to change this!

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[autumnrory]

mom picked up an excellent lunch yesterday, we went out for an excellent one today and will do the same tomorrow and then there's all the food she bought for christmas that i'm so excited for (might have good food at my brother's for christmas eve i cannot say) like s'mores dip and jalapeno popper dip and cookie butter dip!! i am gonna have so much fun snacking

[foodffs]

Air Fryer S'mores Dip Dig into a decadent world of s'mores dip magic. You'll get a melty treat that will have you craving s'more!

Recipe => https://littlebitrecipes.com/smores-dip-air-fryer-or-oven/

[littlbowbub]

A bunch of updated recipes

Updated 06.11.2023 - To add new tuning for upcoming 'shopping ingredients' mod!

[Party Ring Biscuits

Fairy Bread

Princess Party Bags] - Princess party set

[Spooky Party Bags

Movie Night Treat Board] - Simblreen 2022 set

Finger food platter

Marshmallow sticks

S'mores Dip

Barbecue ribs & baked beans

Barbeque smoked brisket 

Fluffernutter Sandwiches

Breakfast cereal fruity loopy

The Full Fry-up

Peanut butter & jelly sandwiches

Peanut butter & jelly sandwiches toddler snack plate

[Canned Tomato Soup

Canned Chicken Soup

Canned Carrot & Coriander Soup] - refreshed upload

Potato Unicorns

Potato Smiley Faces

Carrots & hummus

Garden veggies dipping platter

Tea and Biscuits

[bunny-jpeg]

fall/halloween bakery special

hello bunnies! i wanted to do something a little special for halloween/fall season! it's hare's favourite season so i've grown to love it a little more. basically these are special prompts that can be combined with the regular bakery prompts. but these ones are more geared towards the fall season! this is more like a halloween party rather than a bakery, but still it'll be fun!

these prompts will be closed on novemeber 2nd and be posted between now and until i finish writing them all! these will be posted on top of regular bakery orders so please feel free! and happy halloween!

what i'll write for: formula one, call of duty, haikyuu, jujustu kaisen, marvel & dc

DESSERTS

ghost s'mores dip: "i really appreciate that you're getting into the halloween spirit, but it's ten in the morning. please turn off the slasher films so i can eat my breakfast in peace."

zombie brain cupcakes: "stop squirming, you're gonna mess up your face paint!"

vampire poke cake: "what happened last night?"

witch finger cookies: "i hate this time of year, i'm always so fucking cold!"

chex-mix: "did you go as a whore this year, or did you just forget a costume?"

all-dressed chips: "i'd propose right now. but not while you're wearing this."

pumpkin patch brownies: "you should've worn something a little thicker. you're going to catch a cold."

candy apples: "alright, let's get you home."

dirt pudding: "I hate horror movies, can't we watch something else?"

pepperoni pizza: "i wonder if that mascara will run when i'm finished with you."

ghost cookies: "they had how many shots of tequila?"

dead velvet cake: "we can't fuck right now. we have to hand out candy!"

nacho dip: "seeing you with those kids makes me want one."

chunky treat bars: "i'm getting you pregnant."

hocus pocus rolls: "next year you're wearing something that covers more."

candy corn: "i'm not jealous!"

ghostly cheesecake: "i got a broomstick you can ride on."

mummy hand pies: "be careful of the full moon!"

spider web pops: "the costume is meant to be scary, not cute."

DRINKS

sprite: semi-public sex

coca-cola: costume sex

doctor pepper: university au

fake-blood: vampire au

hot cider: werewolf au

jell-o shots: drunk sex

pepsi zero: rough sex

haunted lemonade: size difference/kink

peach juice box: filming/recording

poison apple punch: outdoor sex

pumpkin sangria: pregnancy

hot cocoa: gentle/soft sex

witch's brew: witch au

little devil cocktail: demon/devil au

white claw: slutty costumes

black widow cocktail: dom!reader

espresso martini: dom!character

water: hangover

gummy bear cocktail: possessive behavior

on the house: author's choice

have a spooky halloween!!

[alwayslurkinginthebackground]

S'mores - A Pedrotober Drabble

Day Twenty-Nine of Pedrotober: The Uninvited Pedrotober Hosted by @norththelemon and @alyssamariag. View the full prompt list HERE and view my entire Pedrotober drabble catalog HERE.

Pairing: Joel Miller x f!reader

Rating: Is this even a question with Joel anymore? E. All the way through. Unprotected p in v, a bit of fingering, cum shot, multiple orgasms. I think that's most of it.

Word Count: 1700

a/n: Several things spiraled out of control and since I didn't have anything particularly scheduled for today's prompt of The Uninvited, we went off-book (although if you squint hard enough, there is a tiny little reference here). Here's one last Pedrotober Joel for his wives. Also...did someone say...grey PJs?

It's raining.

Weeks of planning, of meticulously ensuring that everything for this weekend would go perfectly. Sarah at her friend's house for two nights, Joel's truck packed to the brim with gear, the campsite reserved in advance, your route planned out on the map, and it's raining.

"I'm sorry, sweetheart," Joel whispers when he comes up behind you.

"Why did it have to rain today?" you ask, a disappointed edge to your voice. Of course on the one day you needed the skies to be clear, Mother Nature decided it might be a good time for a monsoon, and the rain pattering against the window you stare out feels like a mirror of the frustrated tears running down your cheeks.

Joel laughs lightly against your hair, arms tightening around you. "To be fair, it's also going to rain tomorrow."

His joke doesn't land the way he hoped, because seconds later you're retreating to his bedroom, the door rattling the walls when it slams behind you. Collapsing down against the messy sheets, you wait for his knock, but it never comes, only forcing you further into the mental breakdown that's been simmering since you watched the weather report last night.

This camping trip was supposed to be your first weekend away together. Just the two of you without any interruption from the busy lives that often kept you squarely on opposite schedules. But now, as the uninvited guest outside pours down against the house and the seconds tick away without any word from your boyfriend, you realize that you're spending it alone instead. You roll over, grabbing the pillow that maintains his musky scent, and you bury your face in it as you let out a scream against the soft fabric.

It must muffle the sound of Joel's initial knock on the door, because the next thing you know, you can hear his soft voice from the other side. "Babe?" You debate ignoring him until his fingers rap against the wood again. "Sweetheart, can I come in?" He must hear your whispered confirmation because the light from the hallway shines into his room and you can feel the dip of the bed beside you a moment later.

"I'm sorry," he whispers softly, hand running along your side in soothing motions. "I know this weekend was important to you."

"It sure as fuck was, Joel." The anger still layered in your voice surprises you, and you quickly let out a long sigh as you sit up. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't take it out on you. It's not your fault it's raining cats and dogs outside." As if Mother Nature heard you, a clap of thunder sounds and you glance at the window when the wind picks up.

Joel, however, still has his eyes firmly set on you. "Come on," he takes your hand, lacing your fingers together as he guides you off the bed, "I want to show you something."

With furrowed brows, you follow him down the stairs and into the living room. The curtains have been closed and he's lit a variety of candles that you're pretty sure he pulled out of the back of a cabinet, scattering them around the room so it's bathed in warm light.

"What is this?" It's an honest question as you take in the sleeping bags on the floor, his black next to your yellow, and the way he's brought half of your supplies in from the garage to create a little campsite in front of the couch, complete with the jugs of water and bag of instant coffee you'd bought for the trip.

He tugs you into the center of the room, "I thought that since our trip got canceled maybe we could still spend it here. Sarah's still gone for the weekend and..."

You're kissing him before he can even finish the sentence, gripping the half-open henley he's wearing to pull him closer. When you ease back, you maintain the connection of your skin against his, foreheads touching. "Thank you."

"There's more," he explains, nearly giddy with excitement as he ushers you down onto the makeshift bed and moves toward the kitchen, your eyes lingering on the grey sweatpants that leave little to your imagination. Not that you need to imagine anything when you're already very familiar with what lies beneath the surface.

Joel reappears with a bag of marshmallows, a box of graham crackers, and a bar of chocolate, the roasting sticks you'd bought specifically for the trip in his other hand.

"Figured we could make s'mores and watch a movie. The luxuries of not camping, you know?" he suggests, but you have other plans, and the second he's situated beside you, you're climbing into his lap. Your thighs bracket his, the hard length of him already pressing into your core through the layers that separate you. He drops the food somewhere beside you when your lips trail down to bite into the skin of his neck. "Or not," he mumbles before recapturing your lips in a brutal kiss.

His hands are everywhere. They're trailing up your spine as they tug your shirt over your head. They're lingering on the underside of your breasts as you run your own across his warm chest. They're shifting you onto your back so he's hovering above you, hips pressing down for just a second before they're dragging your leggings off your skin. They're between your folds, twisting around your clit in quick succession as he works you up.

You work just as quickly, tugging at his waistband until his cock springs free, the grey sweatpants added to the pile of clothing on the floor. Your hand drops to wrap around his length, and he falters when you run your thumb over the tip before sliding back down. He refocuses, his mouth working its way along your body, catching on one breast before chasing lower, but you stop him, rolling him in a smooth motion so he's trapped beneath you once more.

"I can't believe you did this," you moan breathlessly when your slick center slides over the plush curve of his stomach. He guides you, hands on your hips as you begin to rock back and forth over his skin, easing you lower until his tip catches on your entrance.

"If I knew this was how you'd react, I would've done it sooner," he jokes as you let him slip into your heat. "Would'a begged for rain and..."

He's left speechless by a sharp snap of your hips down against his. "You're saying that this is better than fishing for your dinner?" you ask, leaning down over him to kiss his chest. "That this is better than sitting around a campfire?" You run your tongue in a long stripe up to the edge of his jaw, breathing out against his skin. "That this is better than a nice," you begin, easing up on your knees. "Long," you continue, slowly letting your walls drag along his length. "Strenuous," you pause when he's nearly slipped from you, watching him struggle to maintain his composure and resist the urge to thrust up into you. "Hike?" you finish, dropping back down and taking him to the hilt as you finish your question.

Joel groans loudly, his head rolling back against the camp pillow it rests on. "Fuck, sweetheart."

"I'm trying to, Miller," you return with a breathless laugh, "but someone seems to be missing lying on the hard ground looking at the stars."

"Don't need the stars when I have a much better view right here," he grunts, holding you against him as he fips you once more, regaining his control over your body. "Nothin' better than seeing you come apart beneath me."

"Then you'd better get to work if you want to see that."

Your words light a fire, and when he bottoms out inside you again, it's forceful. "With pleasure."

He's balanced on his knees in a way that you know he'll complain about later, but now, as his thumbs press down into the thick of your thighs to keep your legs spread wide, he makes no protest. Neither do you, not when Joel's crowding you into the floor, the sleeping bags hitching under your hips when he picks up the pace.

"Just think, we've got all weekend to do this now," he breathes out, continuing to pound you into the floor. "Think about how many times I can make you come between now and Monday morning."

Something about the way he says it sends you over the edge without warning, your fingers digging into the fabric beneath you. Your hips attempt to canter up against his, but his grip keeps you firmly pressed down, halting your movements as he keeps going. "Joel," you whimper, your high hazing your vision as another quickly builds beneath the surface.

He changes the angle, letting your legs close around his waist as he gets closer, rocking into you with hard, shallow thrusts. A gasp leaves your lips when he grinds against your clit, and you respond by raking your nails down his back.

"I've got you, Sweetheart," he whispers against your ear, aware of the assurance you need that you can take everything he's giving you. "Come on, one more."

It doesn't take much, not when you're wrapped in his strong arms and he's already made you come once, and you're clenching around him seconds later. You're overwhelmed to the point that you barely recognize the way he shifts back, pulling out of you as you writhe beneath him. It's only when you feel him spill across the skin of your stomach that you realize he's still above you, a fist wrapped around his cock.

You're both breathing heavily when you return to your senses, the rain still pattering against the window. Joel leans over to grab a washcloth from one of the bags you'd packed, gently cleaning you off before tossing it on the pile of discarded clothes.

"So, " he whispers when he lays back down next to you, his back partially against the couch as you turn to rest against him, "s'mores?"

You roll your eyes and press a kiss on his warm chest. "Yes, Joel. S'mores."

[callsign-mimic]

You're barely awake when you feel the bed dip under his weight. Two large hands cup your face. Warm lips meet yours in a soft kiss. Your eyelids flutter open and you look up at him, your Johnny. His bright blue eyes practically glitter with mischief as he grins down at you.

His hands move up into your hair, ruffling, fluffing, and messing it up while also massaging and gently scratching your scalp. He doesn't stop until you're giggling, then he playfully pushes you back into the pillows, leaning forward to kiss your temple.

"Get s'more sleep, hen." He murmurs against your skin, pulling away to look fondly down at you again before he finally has to turn and leave.

You roll over, grabbing his pillow and holding it to your chest as you inhale his scent. Your heart soars at the thought of being in his arms again at the end of the day, and you fall back into a peaceful sleep.

[teatreeoilll]

Pot Luck (Toji Fushiguro X Reader)

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w/c - 0.6k content warnings - MDNI (for language and mentions of drugs and alcohol). f!reader. A Toji drabble of what I feel the average Toji interaction is like.

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2006

“Blow on it,” the traffic officer holds a breathalyzer an inch from Toji’s face. Your mouth grows dry as you smell the painstakingly obvious tang of Sake circling the car's interior.

"I'll just come out and say it, officer," he hums, flicking his cigarette butt onto the road, "You're not my type." You jab your elbow into his side, hoping that inflicting some pain might instill a bit of sound judgment into him.

"Blow on it son, I don't have all night." The cop taps his leg on the concrete, shoving the breathalyzer further under Toji's self-satisfied smirk.

As he continues to hold the policemen's gaze, the dark haired man puckers his lips and exhales into the device, which in turn promptly squeaks and buzzes.

"Why don't you get out of the car, boy?"

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Toji drives like a maniac; one of his hands barely clinging to the steering wheel while the other clutches a lit cigarette that suffocates the car with a cloud of smoke. He throws quick glances at the rearview mirror, and each time he does so the car swerves, causing the white markings separating the dark highway ahead to seem like mere suggestions.

"I'm gonna need you to hold on to this for me," he leans close to you, his Sake reeking breath caressing the side of your face. His foot's still pushing the gas pedal as he shoves a large hand up your bra, sticking a tiny crumpled bag of white powder to the padding inside.

"Hey - " you struggle to push his drunken hand aside, an aggressive red hue growing on your face at the warmth of his hand pressing up against your breast, "Focus on the road, asshole."

Red and blue lights emerge on the road behind you, accompanied by ear-splitting sirens and a streak of cusses coming from the driver's seat. "Just for a minute, yeah baby?" He jerks the wheel, causing the car to wobble as it grazes the shoulders, "We'll lose him on the next exit."

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This is a collect call from Akasaka Police Station; if you would like to accept the call, please say yes. If you would like to -

"Fucking asshole," you breathe.

The system did not recognize your decision; if you would like to accept the call, please say -

"Yes." You huff into the phone as the line plays its connecting melody.

The moment you catch a faint sound of a breath on the other end, the facade of cool composure you've been clinging to shatters; "I'm not bailing you out again, Fushiguro. You can rot in there for all I care."

"Don't worry about that baby; Shiu's got it covered."

A scolding tone creeps into your voice, "You better pay him back this time."

Toji ignores your reproach, letting the words linger before continuing, "Anyway, they revoked my license, so why don't you pick me up and we can - "

"You had a license?"

"Funny, why don't you tell me s'more jokes when you get here, huh?"

"Can't Shiu take you? Or better yet, leave you there?"

"He'll probably leave before he sees me bouncing out of the cell, so fat chance of that happening. You're the only one left, baby."

You weren't sure what kind of supernatural force was steering the wheel while you drove in a daze through the busy streets toward the police station, leaving your mind consumed with organizing the accusations you were itching to hurl at him.

The car dips lightly under his weight as he thumps into the passenger seat, "D'you still have that bag I gave you?"

"Hey to you too, asshole." You sigh, "And no, I didn't keep the cocaine you shoved up my bra."

"Ah, never mind," he lifted an arm to swipe the hair sticking to his forehead, "At least I got to cop a feel."

[princessacexsnake]

Snake here enjoying an iced coffee and s'more dipped in chocolate here!

Made by me! (x)

[things-arent-what-they-seem66]

Bonfire & Candy

Adam bit into the gooey and crunchy s'more he had made, the melted marshmallow stuck to his lips.

Lucifer was holding his own marshmallow on his stick over the fire to roast it. Every year when fall rolled around and the temperature would dip down a little especially at night time, everyone at the hotel would have a bonfire to roast marshmallows and hotdogs.

Lucifer: I always look forward to this time of year.

Adam: Yeah, I love fall.

Angel snickered: You got a little something there Ad.

Adam: What?

Adam pressed his lips together and felt the sticky sweet from the marshmallow on his lips. Lucifer looked and smirked, he took his marshmallow off the stick, now nicely roasted and placed it between his teeth.

Lucifer, mumbling: Want to share?

Adam smiled: Sure.

They leaned in and shared a kiss and the sweet treat. Adam sighed softly as Lucifer's tongue danced with his.

Husk: Ugh, get a room you two.

Angel: We could get a room Husky.~

Adam and Lucifer pulled away, smiling and eyes half lidded only to realize there was a string of marshmallow connecting their lips. They couldn't help but laugh and kiss again.

They had to clean up their mess anyway.

[therealplaguedoctor]

Flordia Girl

(Part three of three, completed)

Logan sargeant x reader

Part one

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Y.n: Dakota loves Logan, I think she loves him more than she loves me :(

But Logan and I went fishing with my niece and nefew as @/ynsister and Tommy (brother in law) grilled us some food! Right now we are making s'mores actually!! Logans marshmallow just caught fire...

User45: just start dating already

User46: for real!!

User47: Logan with kids heals my heart

User48: Why is Logan so good with kids??

User49: y/n IF YOU DONT DATE THIS MAN

OscarPiastri: now I want s'mores :(

Y.n: ill ship you one

OscarPiastri: :D

User50: y/n and Oscar were siblings in another life

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Kylie eventually came back, she had just settled down the kids putting them to sleep. As me, Logan, and Tommy cleaned up. The sun was setting as we all sat down around the fire.

We sat for a while all of us chatted before Kylie said: "it's really late we should head to bed"

I nodded as I stood up Tommy began to put the fire out "yeah you mind is we crash on your couch I don't wanna walk back when it's this dark

"Of course not! You know I was gonna offer anyways" Kylie smiled

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It was late maybe just past midnight, I head shuffling on the floor next to me.

"Logan?" I called softly from the couch, the shuffling stopped

"Sorry did I wake you"

"No" I said softly "have you been able to fall asleep?" I asked him. After some silence.

"No.."

I shuffled a little making more room on the couch "come ere" I yawned

After a moment I heard some shuffling and felt the couch dip next to me. The couch was a bit small so we were basically on top of eachother.

We were to tired to care as we few asleep

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[Can they just get together already 🙄]

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"Where are we even heading?" He asked "my legs are killing me"

"I thought you were a strong athlete" I joked "what's a little walking?" I teased "but its not that much farther"

Dakota came back and checked on us before running off again

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"Okay here's the first camp sight" I said

"Wait first??"

"Yeah we'll sit here tonight then a bit back down the mountain to a lake" I said "then we could also do part way in the forest the day after if we want to or if it's to dark to continue" I smiled as I started setting up the tent

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[Remind me to never let her take me camping again] [my legs are killing me]

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"Logan" I said softly "wake up"

He sat up "huh?"

"We gotta start packing up soon" I said handing him some coffee "made you some coffee it's pretty bitter i forgot how bad campsite coffee is" I laughed

He smiled sipping on the bitter coffee "yeah I'll be making the coffee from now on" he laughed

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[At least the view is beautiful]

Oscar responded to your story!

Oscar: You talking about the ACTUAL view or y/n

Logan: no comment

Oscar: 😐

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"Alright" I said as I put my backpack on "let's go" I smiled

Logan patted Dakotas head as he then followed me down the trail

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We approach a small cabin right next to a lake "Welcome to our next campsite" I said as Dakota rushed over to the small dock next to the cabin

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"Come on Kota" I called patting the paddle board eventually she hops on and I get up on my knees grabbing that paddle.

"You sure you're good with just fishing?" I asked him

"Yeah I'll be fine you have fun" he smiled

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Y.n just posted to her story!

[Dakota wasn't sure of the board]

[She loves it now]

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[Fishing ft. Y.n and Dakota in the background]

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As the fire crackled, and Dakota laid inside the small cabin. Me and Logan sat next to eachother watching the lake.

"It's beautiful isn't it?" I asked

I looked over to Logan, he was already looking at me "yeah" he said softly

We locked eyes "Logan..." I said softly

"Y/n..." he said "I-" he glanced at my lips. It was unmistakable.

Fuck. I thought to myself. I want him to "Kiss me" I said. I watched his face, "shit I said that out loud." I started to panic "can we pretend-"

I was cut off by a kiss. He was kiss me. I kissed back, by hand on the back of his head.

We break the kiss to catch our breath foreheads against eachother.

"I uh-" he said "fuck"

I chuckled "I been wanting to do that for so long"

Logan smiled at my comment "me too. Me too"

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Y.n: meet up with some friends for the last leg of the hike/camping! They are giving Logan a run for his money lol. Also thank you Logan for being my personal photographer

logansargeant: finally getting the recognition I deserve

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OscarPiastri: 🙄🙄🙄

User51: y.n making Logan take her pics is my roman empire

User52: I think that y/n and logan are dating

User53: I've thought they are just friends, but like it's hard to keep saying that

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"People already think we've been together since the Miami gp" I said as I walked down the trail back to the house

"I would mind having been with you since then" he huffed

"Logan" I chuckled "do you remember the video with mclaren" I smiled

"Yeah they one where you told Oscar and Lando who your celeb crush is right?" He asked a little jealous of who her celeb crush is

"I actually didn't even tell either of them" I laughed "but I told them they were an f1 driver currently or past" I smiled

"Who is it?" He asked thinking of all the people it could be

"Logan" I said "it was you"

"Really?" He asked happily

I nodded

He smiled brightly "You're my celeb crush too"

"I know" I said "I saw the prema video when it came out"

"WHAT?!"

I laughed "Logan I've followed you for a very long time" I chuckled "before that video came out"

He cover his face "Oh my god. I'm so embarrassed now"

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Y.n: finally back in air conditioning, I love the outdoors but not as much as air conditioned.

User54: WHO IS THAT

Ynbrother: who the fuck is on the last slide

User55: YPU DONT MENTION WHATS ON THE LAST SLIDE

User56: Y/N WHO IS THAT???

User57: IS THAT LOGAN

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logansargeant: her <3

Y.n: 💙

logansargeant: 💙

User58: NOT LOGAN HARD LAUNCHING HER

User59: I KNEW IT

User60: I JUST WON 100 DOLLARS YESS

User61: NO I JUST LOST $100

OscarPiastri: can your wing man get any credit?

logansargeant: You did nothing

OscarPiastri: I GAVE YOU HER NUMBER

Y.n: actually I asked for his number

OscarPiastri: fuck, I forgot

Y.n: it's okay Osc we love you anyways 🫶

logansargeant: :(

Y.n: I love you too 💙

logansargeant: :D

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