#gotta build some muscle if she wants to do that one flip at the football game next month

[little-pondhead]

After Danny is crowned Ghost King, Amity Park becomes detached from the mortal realm and is suspended between the two realms, much like Danny is. In an effort to combat this isolation from the rest of the world, Danny opens up his castle to the residents of Amity. (Not his Lair, just the castle he earned via conquest.)

Now the castle is more like a community center, and it’s constantly filled with both humans and ghosts coming and going. The Amity Parkers are already liminal, so visiting the Zone is actually healthy for them! The school takes the kids on regular field trips, ghost vs. human competitions get very heated, and overall everyone bonds over their shared freakiness and comes to terms with the fact they’ll never venture out into their world ever again.

But just because they’re detached from their world, doesn’t mean the residents of Amity can’t visit other worlds. :)

And it just so happens that their new community castle is filled to the brim with magic doors and ancient treasures to help aid on their noble quest of inter-dimensional grocery shopping.

[coffecatsandbooks]

Hung over in a hotel room, cell phones dead. You streatched out next to me. Lost somewhere in a dark whiskey dream.

Steve stirred a bit and groaned flipping over to feel a warm body next to him. His eyes shot open and he sat up quickly to see his partner Danny lying there, streatched out- naked.

He ran his hands through his hair and grabbed his phone to check the time, but it was dead and as he looked, he realized he had no charger, but there was a bottle of whiskey. A couple by the looks of it and last night started to come back to him slowly and he smiled. After all this time he and Danny can finally be together. After all the pinning and wanting and longing.

Hung over in a hotel room call the concierge, two bloody Mary's and some cigerettes so you can wake up to breakfast in bed, hear your voice in my head, "hey when you gonna come pick me up? You always say we're gonna burn it down. If you wanna baby call me back. Call me back maybe we can out."

His head was pounding, but he grabbed the hotel phone and ordered two bloody Mary's (his Aunt Deb always said they worked when it came to hang over) and ordered him and Danny some food so when Danny woke, he'd be woken up to breakfast in bed. He wanted Danny to know he cared. He wanted Danny to know that he wanted to make this work.

He slid his legs off the side of the bed and pulled on some boxers, grabbing the pack of cigarettes off the wooden nightstand he stood up and walked out onto the balcony lighting one up. He rarely smoked, but he was nervous for what might come. What if Danny hated last night? What if he didn't like him the way Steve did? Steve had never bared his soul nor his heart to someone like the way he did last night. As the ocean breeze came up and attacked him, he closed his eyes reminiscing.

He and Danny were in the office late and after Chin Ho left bidding his goodbyes, Steve stood up and streatched deciding to go to Danny's office to see if he wanted any take out.

He knocked and after hearing Danny's grunt he entered. "Hey man you want anything? We can get take out or-" Steve breathed in deciding to be bold. "We can head back to my place and get something and watch a movie?"

Danny sighed. "I was going to pamper myself tonight but sure."

Steven laughed. "Don't let me stop you, I was just wondering." He felt his heart deflate a bit.

"Well I have a hotel room booked. I was going to surprise Grace for her birthday, but she's older now and wanted to hang out with friends tonight." Danny frowned. "She gets older everyday and it breaks my heart a little everyday."

Steve agreed. That girl was something and was destined for greater things. "She'll always be your little girl Danno."

That made Danny smile and gave Steve a bit more confidence for his next question. "Well hey since you don't want it to go to waste me and you can always burn it down. You know that."

"Burn it down? Did you know that's what the kids are now saying? It's another term for sex." Danny scrunched his nose and it took everything Steve had not to go up and kiss him.

"I did not know that, but what do you say?" Steve opened his arms.

"I don't know." Danny fished into his pockets and pulled out a key card. "You can go though. I doubt I'll join you though."

Steve felt like he'd been stabbed. Fuck feelings, he thought bitterly. Why does Danny insist I have them? They've just given me pain.

"Okay well let me know if you change your mind," he sighs. "Imma go ahead and head out. Night brah."

"Goodnight McGarrett."

Steve went back to his office closing everything down and was eventually walking out of the building and climbing into his car, heading straight to the hotel.

Steve doesn't know what changed Danny's mind but as he was pulling up his cell rang and he answered. "McGarrett."

"Hey come back and pick me up if it's not too late. You always say we're gonna burn it down and I never join you. But I want to forget the fact that my little girl is growing up and I want to forget my name tonight. Please. I'm tired." He heard Danny whine and Steve smiled.

"On the way buddy."

Hungover in a hotel room slide the curtains back. Light up the morning on the balcony. Look at your stirring in the shadows and sheets. Last night on repeat.

When he was done with that cigrette he threw it off the balcony and heard a knock at the door. He opened it and in came a cart with food and bloody Mary's. He tipped the consierge and pushed the cart over to the end of the bed.

He went back over to the balcony and slid the soft burgundy curtains back to let the sun shine through hoping Danny would wake up to that, but until then he went back onto the balcony and lit up another.

The sun shined at the bottom of Danny's toned calves and up to his torso, but his back and head were covered with the shadows.

Steve watched as he stirred a bit, his muscles bulging as he stretched out. He lifted his head and if he was doubting the fact they had sex it would have been debunked due to the sex hair and fact that as Danny moved the light caught his back and scratches littered it. Danny had his turn on Steve it seemed and couldn't help but think back again.

Danny and Steve had arrived back at the hotel checking in with a stash of Jack Daniels in their grocery bags and some other conventiant store bought whiskey that they had never even heard of. When they opened to room 704, they put a sign on the door and Danny chuckled from behind Steve and put an arm on his shoulder. Steve could feel himself caving to the touch and had to stop himself.

"Why do I feel like a teenager all over again?" Danny whispered into Steves ear and Steve had to stiffen to keep from shuddering. Fuck Danny just didn't realize what he did to Steve.

"Well you can sometimes look like one Williams," Steve complimented and opened the bags twisting the lids off the whiskey bottles and upturning the Jack Daniels.

The liquor burned going down and as he set the bottle back down, he could feel himself loosening up. "It's good."

Danny was giving him that disapproving look. "Why?"

"Why what?"

"Steven you're an animal! You just upturned that whole bottle and put your lips all over the top. That's gross."

"You're a woman you know."

At that Danny glared. "I am not a woman. I'm just respectable."

Steven thrusted the bottle into Danny's hands. "Woman," he said in a sing-song voice.

A little while later and whole bottle and a half of Jack Daniels later, they were both pretty drunk. Danny more than Steve which wasn't a surprise as Steve could hold down pretty much anything.

They were sitting up in the bed and watching some old football game, but neither really cared as they were both too lost in their conversation to care.

"I'm not seeing anyone I swear!" Steve was saying.

"Okay but someone must have your attention at least!" Danny practically shrieked and Steve laughed putting his hand over Danny's mouth.

"Shut up! You're going to get us both in trouble. And yes if you must know, someone does have my attention." He lowered his hand and took a big swing of whiskey.

"She mus' be a luck lady." Danny was saying, but he sort of slurred the words a bit. "I think I need to stop."

Steve nodded. "You're slurring now so yes. And yeah." It could have been the whiskey that gave him the balls to say the next thing, but it could of also been the fact that their shoulders were touching or that he was so tired of not having anyone to talk to about his feelings or it could've been a mixture of all three. He's going for the latter, but- "Yeah, he is a lucky guy."

Danny whipped his head around. "You're gay!?"

Steve looked down, now more interested in the bottle than anything. "Bi actually."

He felt Danny soften beside him. "Oh Steve. No I didn't mean it like that just- does anyone else know?"

He shook his head and felt the tears threaten, but pushed them back. If he was ever good at anything, it was hiding his emotions. "No. The realization was sudden and I should of seen it before, but I didn't and so."

"Wow so he is special for you to realize you like men too. Why haven't you asked him out?" Danny questioned and Steve could feel his innocent eyes on him. Sometimes Danny could be so clueless.

"I think he's straight." Steve confessed and took another swig, but as the bottle left his lips, Danny grabbed it and took another one as well.

"You'll never know if you don't ask. Maybe he's only gay for you too. Cmon Steven you're not afraid of anything. This should be nothing for you! I mean look at you," Danny pushed himself up and turned his body to face him. Steve lifted his head up to look Danny in the eyes. "You have the body of a fucking Hawaiian God and if this guy knows you at all then he also knows you're a sap on the inside. Anyone would be lucky to have you. Just ask McGarrett. Worse comes to worse he says no and that's his loss. Besides- you always have me. Does anyone else really matter?"

Steve laughed. "Yeah Danno I always have you."

"There you go! Now the next time you see him I want you to March right up to him and ask him on a date. In fact I dare you. Triple dog dare you." Danny tilted the bottle to his lips and gulped down a good bit of the whiskey. "'S all you gotta do buddy."

Steven grabbed the bottle again drinking the rest of the bottle. "You're right. I should."

"'Atta boy!"

"So Danny-"

"Yes Steve?"

"Will you go out on a date with me?"

Danny looked up quickly. "What? Me? Why?"

"I like you duh." And this is where the alcohol kicked in. "Liked you a long time Danno. Prolly too long."

"I'm your special guy??" Danny asked incredulously.

Steven nodded. "Yup yup yup."

"I just- but I can't- why?"

Steve looked very confused as to why Danny didn't realize this. "Well because if you must know I have fallen for you. Hard. Like really hard. So hard I think I've hurt myself. You're kind, great father, badass, not to mention hot when you're angry-"

Steve doesn't know what compelled Danny to then lay a fat one on him, but he did and boy Danny's lips were softer and more scruffy that he imagined and he loved it.

Then it was room 704 hang the sign on the door, Gucci falling on the floor with the lights down low. Dancing in the dark, body killing me, throwing off sparks lay it back baby anything goes. Spent the whole night last night all messed up, making love. Girl I swear I've never felt this good. Waking up, Hungover in a hotel room.

The rest of the night was blur. He remembers asking Danny why and Danny replying with because I think I like you a lot too and the kiss deepened and clothes got thrown and love was made. He made sure Danny was comfortable and okay with it all before he completely went in on him and from what he can remember it was soft and slow and passionate, the first time around. The second time they got more greedy and fucked senseless and the third was when Danny got to try on top.

Everything about last night was hot, heavy, and passionate. And Steve didn't want it to end.

Danny stirred again, this time sitting up in bed and Steve put his cigarettes out, placing it out on the balcony table, walking back inside and closing the patio doors.

"Well good morning good looking," Danny whistled lowly, his raspy morning voice coming out thick and Steve thought about anything and everything other than the fact that he wanted to fuck him senseless right now with that voice.

"I got use breakfast," he grabbed a tray handing it to Danny and he got the other one, setting it on the night stand and then grabbed the bloody Mary's handing one to Danny. "Aunt Deb says it always helps get rid of hangover headaches."

Danny shrugged sipping it and then giving it a dirty look. "I hate these."

Steven nodded, "me too."

They are in silence and once they were finished Danny looked at Steve again. Headaches now gone he felt as though he could think clearly. "I could get used to this. You, me, hotel rooms with breakfast in bed."

Steve laughed and looked Danny up and down. "I suppose I could get used to seeing you naked all the time."

"So are we going to try this?" Danny asked after a moment.

"I would like to if you would." Steve said.

Danny gave him a devious smirk. "On one condition."

Steve looked at Danny with raised eyebrows. "That is?"

"You tell me how exactly you fell for me."

"Well I tried to last night and then your kiss kinda distracted me," he leaned close to Danny.

Danny leaned in too, brushing his lips across Steves. "Really? Well we don't want that happening again do we?"

Steve smiled. "Actually I think I do," and then kissed him so passionately that the force nearly knocked them apart.

There's that smile driving me wild. Call the front desk make check out requests, no better yet book it for another night. Then it was room 704 hang the sign on the door, Gucci falling on the floor with the lights down low. Dancing in the dark, body killing me, throwing off sparks lay it back baby anything goes. Spent the whole night last night all messed up, making love. Girl I swear I've never felt this good. Waking up, Hungover in a hotel room.

Danny layed on top of Steve naked, both with swollen lips, unable to detach themselves from each other. Steves hands had made their way into Danny's hair and once Danny bit Stevens bottoms lip, he let out a growl and tugged on his hair. Danny gasped grinding his dick on Steves but the fabric of his boxers were getting in the way.

"Why did you put these on?" Danny whimpered.

"Couldn't go outside naked babe." They kept kissing and Danny finally pulled back a bit.

"We need to make check out requests Steve, I can't really afford another night and we can finish this at your place really." Danny said and Steven rolled his eyes.

"Fuck it, I'll pay for another night. Let's book it for another night." He pulled Danny closer to him and massaged his scalp. "How's that sound?"

Danny smiled and it drove Steve up the wall. He wanted to see that smile on Danny's face all the time. "God you drive me fucking wild," Steve grunted and flipped Danny over onto his back and Steve pulled off his boxers tossing them to the floor. "Where were we?"

Danny wrapped his arms around Steves neck and kissed him slowly which threw off sparks throughout the room. The energy in the room was filled with nothing but love and lust and Steve ate it up. This was all he ever wanted and he was going to be damned if anyone ruined it. Fuck work and responsibilities today. Today and tonight was going to be for Danny and he was going to shower him in pleasure and ravish his body like a true prince.

"Make love to me again babe," Danny rasped out inbetween kisses.

"With pleasure," Steve replied softly.

And that's just what they did.

[mainly-kpop]

Catch a Wave

'I don't want to go to the beach, the whole time we are here, I could happily stay away from there every single day.' She protested, arms folded over her chest in the most stroppy manner, flopping back on the couch refusing to move. Her friend rolled his eyes at her smirking slightly. Jimin couldn't believe his best friend, she had agreed to come on this trip knowing there was the chance of a beach somewhere, her dislike for the beach was annoying to him, she had no real reason, just little things that he had heard her spout off for the last 18 years. 

'How do you come on a trip, knowing there's a beach 20 seconds away, literally, and not want to go even once?' He questioned her, folding his arms over his chest, giving the same attitude he was getting.

'I just don't want to go, you know why I hate them, just leave me please, I'm perfectly happy staying here watching...uh this, yeah, this see I love it!' Jimin eyed the television suspiciously rolling his eyes when he realised what happened to be on.

'Y/N I don't care who threw sand in your mouth when you were ten, or who dunked your head under the water, I don’t care who knocked your sand castle down or who stole your damn spade, you are not staying here watching a sport you know nothing about!' He flailed exasperated.

'hey I know about this sport, it's football they gotta make the basket right?' Jimin gasped dramatically before letting out a low grumble, pulling her up by the arm, pushing her upstairs he yelled behind her.

'Put on something pretty!' She stomped upstairs doing as she was told, she knew Jimin well enough to know she wasn't getting out of this now. In the bedroom she threw on a pair of shorts and a tank top deciding that staying away from the water was the best bet today. Grabbing sunblock and sunglasses she trudged back down stairs, giving Jimin a little twirl and sighing.

'Ugh finally, let's go!' He howled pulling her out the front door running down to the beach. It was beautiful, the sun hitting off the water reflecting right into her eyes, thank god for these sunglasses. Soft sand between her toes felt almost nostalgic, the happy children and the sunbathing adults, and the few groups of teens either in the water or playing games, it all felt oddly nice and the smell of it all made her feel at home, but she did not want to be here for long. The feeling of sand in her pants, making its way to her butt crack never was something she found herself very fond of. Jimin sat two towels down fairly close to the water making her grouch a little bit, he sat down patting the towel beside him for her to sit. She threw herself down onto the towel, regretting it instantly, the sand flying up around her making her moan in disgust. She lathered on the sun block on, trying to block out every inch of this beach day. Jimin gave no sympathy to her instead taking his shirt off, attracting attention from every girl in the immediate vicinity. 

‘Hey, do you want to come play a game with us?’ Some attractive girls questioned running up to Jimin with a ball in their hands, bikinis leaving very little to the imagination. He got up patting her head like a little child and walking away, leaving her alone, somewhere she could do without being. Jimin was a ladies man, there was no denying that to anyone, they had been friends for years, together through terrible twos and teen year phases. There was no way she could see him as anything more than a best friend, even after the awkward kiss and strange giggly hookup at a party 6 years ago, there was no romantic interest at all, and it seemed like most people who hit on either of them knew this small fact, no one ever assumed they were anything more than best friends. She sighed lying back trying to enjoy herself the best she could, in about an hour or so she could make her way back to the house, leaving Jimin to his own devices. 

‘You’re really dressed for the beach there, ain’t ya?’ a voice spoke beside her, a shadow looming over her figure, she opened an eye squinting slightly trying to see who was talking to her. She couldn’t quite make out his face so she flipped around onto her stomach propping herself up with her elbows, looking up at him. 

‘What did you say?’ She questioned trying to figure out what the hell this dude wanted. He placed his board down on the sand lying between it and her also propping himself up on his elbow. 

‘I was just saying, you’re really dressed for the beach huh?’ He repeated, little smirk playing on his lips. She rolled her eyes before looking him up and down, he had a slim build, a little waist that would make the bikini girls cry, the muscles in his legs so defined she could see them flex every time he re-positioned himself. His blonde hair fell into his eyes, damp from the water droplets falling down his face, brown eyes, deep like whisky staring back at her. The wet suit he was wearing clung to his body, shining in the hot sun, he glistened like he was covered in glitter, it was hypnotising. 

‘I’m so sorry sir, next time I step foot on your beach I’ll be sure to dress properly.’ She replied sarcastically folding her arms in front of her, laying her head on top of them. He chuckled at her sass, hoping finally to have someone to bounce his humour at. 

‘I’m just saying babe, I could have got you wet if you had dressed accordingly.’ Her head shot up so quickly, it was a wonder she never gave herself whiplash. He laughed a hearty laugh attracting some looks from people nearby. He placed a hand thoughtlessly on her hip leaning closer into her, she did not move his hand, nor move away from him, instead she sat in a blissful moment listening to his dramatic giggle. 

‘I’m sorry, the look on your face was worth it though.’ He smiled brightly tightening his grip on her hip, she looked down at his hand placement blushing slightly, avoiding as much eye contact as she could, he moved his hand self consciously scratching the back of his head. 

‘Sorry, I didn’t mean-’ 

‘I didn’t say I didn’t like it.’ She cut him off with just above a whisper, he flushed a pink colour making her smile at him warmly. 

‘I’m Y/N, by the way.’ She spoke holding out her hand for him, he looked down slipping his hand in hers grabbing gently. 

‘Jungkook, it’s wonderful to meet you.’ They sat talking for a little longer than she intended to, getting to know each other and just purely enjoying some company.

‘Hello hello hello, who is this?’ A voice came behind them, Jungkooks eyes widened at the guy standing behind her, she rolled her eyes realising quickly who had finally graced her with his presence. 

‘This, is my saviour, see while you were over there playing with balls to see boobs bounce, this man was keeping my poor lonely soul company.’ She retorted quickly, Jimin gasping pretending to be offended and upset at her remark.

‘Hey! I wasn’t just in it for the boobs... their asses were pretty decent too! Anyway, they invited me out to dinner, I said no but since you seem to be occupied-’ 

‘Just go you hag!’ She waved him off for the second time today, he kissed her cheek thanking her yelling that he would see her at the house later. She pushed him off acting completely disgusted in his act of love, but smiling fondly in despite of her protest. 

‘Now he mentioned the time it is getting later, do you maybe want to come back to mine? We can get take out?’ She suggested, now she had the holiday house to herself, she didn’t have to worry about watching eyes and suggestive looks. Jungkook nodded happily, grabbing his board and following her up the beach. 

‘You, You live here?’ She smirked unlocking the door and motioning for him to follow. 

‘It would seem so wouldn’t it, in reality we are only here for a couple weeks longer, then we have to go back home.’ She frowned slightly, suddenly not wanting to home as quickly as before. He placed his board down against the hallway wall, walking himself through the house settling in the living room, he stood for a moment before realising he was still pretty damp. 

‘Uh, your friend wouldn’t happen to have some clothes I could borrow would he? I don’t really feel like ruining a couch worth more than my rent...’ Her eyes skimmed over his body trying to decide what to put him in, everything may be slightly baggy but its better than damp. She walked through to Jimin’s room, Jungkook hot on her heels, walking over to his dresser she pulled out a random shirt and a pair of shorts handing them to him, also offering the shower if he wanted too. He graciously took the offer locking himself in the bathroom and letting the hot water brush over his already wet body, he got out the shower looking around helplessly. There he stood in the middle of the bathroom floor, naked and without a towel, what a stupid fucking thing to forget. 

‘Um, Y/N?!’ He screamed sticking his head out the door, the smell of food wafted through the hallway which he assumed meant she had ordered for him. Her head popped around the corner with a small hum laced with question, he laughed at the way she mirrored him perfectly, a little smile tugging at her lips. 

‘I didn’t grab a towel, could you pass me one?’ She laughed heading out the door, for a minute he thought she may not come back, leave him alone to air dry, he closed the door looking around the little room tidying up a bit after himself. A small knock forced him to make a beeline for the door, quickly slipping instead, a loud crash concerned her, giving a small shout of warning that she was coming in he covered his dick as the door swung open. Instantly she crouched down by his side helping him sit up. 

‘Jesus are you okay? Were you trying to ice skate you idiot?’ He grabbed the towel out of her hand placing it over himself, not before she managed to get a little look at the muscles on his stomach. 

‘I’m fine, ego is a bit bruised though.’ She raised an eyebrow at him, still checking him over with her eyes to make sure there was no actual injuries.

‘Too bad it wasn’t somewhere on your body, I could have kissed it better for you...’ She spoke teasingly, getting herself ready to get up, he grabbed her wrist stopping her, pulling her closer.  

‘Actually, I did kind of hurt my hand a little bit trying to break the fall...’ He suggested, she grabbed his hand gently pressing a small kiss on it. 

‘And my nose, I think I might have smacked it with my hand...’ a small and soft kiss was placed on the tip of his nose, lips lingering for a second longer than needed. 

‘And just here, maybe I bit it in the fall...’ He whispered not needing to speak above it, she leaned in keeping her eyes open until their lips touched, brushing for a moment before locking with each other in a soft and caring kiss. She pulled away pressing their foreheads together smiling at him. 

‘There’s one more place...’ She raised an eyebrow following his eyes to his crotch before smacking his chest, standing up quickly she looked back at him glaring, he laughed with his whole chest before picking himself up off the floor. 

‘Hurry up you idiot, I bought food and it’s getting cold.’ She mumbled heading out of the bathroom. 

‘And you kissed? That was it?’ She narrowed her eyes at him before slapping his shoulder in protest. 

‘Yes that’s all, I am no hoe like you Park Jimin!’ He tutted in annoyance at his friend, she had the whole house to herself and still didn’t do anything to make him proud. 

‘Did you at least get his number?’ He questioned hoping she was smart enough for that, the look of regret and realisation on her face proved him otherwise. 

‘Good grief, well, looks like you have a reason to go to the beach now...’