#train ride

[captvreme]

[autumntoken]

Train Cuddles & Scenic Autumn Views 🍁🚂

[pearl-riptide]

Pretty boy

Pairing: Percy Jackson x Fem reader

Warnings: none just super cute fluff :)

“Two days until we reach Los Angeles” Grover pauses “plenty of time before our deadline to reach the underworld” He says in his seat beside Annabeth.

“Can I ask a dumb question?” Percy asks which causes you to giggle, he side eyes you which makes you clear your throat to stop the laughing.

“It’s like you need me to make fun of you” Annabeth says leaning in and titling her head.

“Shoot” Grover says with a slight turn of his head from curiosity.

“This is dumb, im tired” you groan as you lean back in your seat “I’m going to sleep” you announce as you wriggle around to try and get comfortable.

You didn’t have a care in the world for what they were talking about, all that mattered to you was getting some sleep to make up for not getting any last night. You stretched your legs out before bringing your knees up to your chest and you wrapped your arms around your knees then resting your head on your arms.

Percy looked at you curiously as you tried to get comfortable. You pushed your legs back under the table as that position was not comfortable.

“Ugh there is no way to get comfortable in this booth” you groan in annoyance as you turn and lean your head against the window.

Percy scooted closer to you in the booth secretly, the side of his thigh coming in contact with yours. Percy watches as you shift positions again as your feet lay flat on the ground and you cross your arms on the table, laying your head down atop of your arms. You stayed like that for a short amount of time as it was killing your back, you finally sit up with a huff of frustration.

You sit straight up and decide to close your eyes. you can feel Percy’s arm stretched out behind your back on the seat, he’s practically inviting you to sleep on him. Percy watches you as you wobble in your upright position from how tired you were, fighting to stay awake. You decide your done fighting as you lean into Percy your head resting on his shoulder.

Percy’s eyes widen at the motion causing Grover to snicker. His sits stiff until he finally decides to relax under you. Your breathes slow as you fall asleep on him. He lets his arm fall off of the booth and go around your shoulder.

Sunlight beamed through the window projecting onto your dark hair and the freckles that danced along your cheeks. Percy thought you looked beautiful. A dove was flying steady right outside the window looking as if it was watching the sweet moment. Percy smiled sweetly as he softly brushed the few loose strands of your hair out of your face.

“Percy?” you mumble quietly so that only he can hear. Percy is slightly startled but doesn’t show it as he replays.

“Hmm?” Percy hums in reply.

“Your pretty” you tell him with your head still rested on his shoulder and your entire body still leaned against him with your eyes closed.

He immediately turns bright red at the commen pig t as he was very flustered, he had never been called pretty before, he liked it.

“Th-Thank you” he smiles awkwardly as his face was still burning bright red. He immediately got more embarrassed from the stutter in the reply.

He looks down at you until he notices a specific accessory.

“Thats where my shirt went !” Percy exclaimed as he looked at the shirt that was loosely hanging around your frame.

You just mumbled incoherent words as you snuggled your face into his neck as sleep took over you once again.

[scoutingthetrooper]

[oxydoodles]

train ride

comm for @/_Icaras_ on twt! <3

[fallbreeze-autumnleaves]

Life is short, so take the scenic route 🍁

[mggsv]

All Aboard

m!reader x aaron hotch hotchner

summary: Hotch takes you on the ride of your life, all you can do is hang on tight.

warnings: cockwarming, choking, dom!hotch, edging, humiliation kink, breath play

“Do you want them to hear us? Be quiet.” Hotch’s voice felt hot against your ear, you moaned pathetically around the hand he had covering your mouth. You were sitting on his thick cock while the train ran on the rails. Every little bump made you whimper. There weren’t many people, you and Hotch were together on a case, and got separated from the rest on accident. It was perfect..he couldn’t wait for the opportunity to fuck you. You haven’t had sex in weeks, he was growing tired..and being more of a dick than usual.

“..Hotch” you roll your hips, your head leaning back on his shoulder. His hand kept a firm grip on the base of your cock, he’d been edging you for an hour now..you couldn’t remember how long the train would take to reach where it was going…you only wanted to reach your orgasm. Precum dripped down your sensitive cock while Hotch whispered how good you were being in your ear, his lips brushing the skin there. It makes you moan.

The lack of people helped, you didn’t want to know what the lady without headphones on reading a book thought of your pathetic attempts to hide your moaning, or what the man asleep right across the isle from you and Hotch dreamt about. You could cockwarm your boss with no worries..at least to him. Hotch didn’t care. He didn’t mind those people and you knew that, they weren’t important at that moment, only you.

You lift your hips just a bit, riding him slowly. You were nervous, your thighs aching. So badly you wanted Hotch to take you right there, bent over the table that separated the empty seat in front of you. He loved his hand from your mouth, quickly going “shhh..”. you nod, feeling his hand wrap around the front of your neck instead, choking you in a way that you enjoyed. “If you’re a good boy i’ll let you cum, how does that sound hm?” He kisses below your ear. Hotch leans back in the seat and pushed his way deeper inside of you.

Your legs shook while you held back the moan Hotch’s hand blocked. Your trembling hands gripped his thighs as you rode him. The train was silent, all but your silent forced moans slipping past your lips and Hotch’s heavy breathing into the air. You felt your body heating up and the air in your lungs cutting off. Your hands squeezing his thighs but he didn’t stop- your hips didn’t stop their rhythm. You were so close why stop now? It didn’t matter that there were tears slipping from your eyes, or how swollen and sensitive your cock had gotten, or (embarrassingly enough) how you stared right into the eyes of the man across from you as you rode Hotch to your pulsating orgasm..

[chintzmann]

Hm, I believe this might not be the last one!

[captvreme]

[lady-bohemia]

Lehigh Gorge Scenic Railway • Jim Thorpe, PA

[fall4mebabe731]

Take me for a train ride 🚆

[klarastime]

Purple skies & long train rides

[vintage-tigre]

[cumulo-stratus]

01- Lover

pairing- Spencer Reid x Male!reader summary- slow burn story of how spencer reid fell in love with Y/n L/n warnings- profanities, some arguing, lemme know if theres anything else! wc- 2k

a/n- Guys!! im so excited about this idea, orginally it was going to be short blurbs for each time all in one fic but i got carried away and its turned into a series now. And i know im still a little behind on Flufftober ficus but i needed to take a break from writing things to fit a prompt, i was feeling kinda creatively burnt out from it so i just wanted to write something off the top of my head and the song came on my headphones and then i blacked out and here we are lmao, hope you like it! (P.S. so much credit to @avis-writeshq for the inspo around some of it , totally a great writer and you should totally go check them out!)

Notes: (E/C) = Eye color | (H/T) = hair type (curly, wavy, thick, thin etc.)

part 1//part 2

spencer stepped onto the same train he took every morning; the green line for 5 stops, and the red line for 1 after that. Spencer prefers his first leg of the journey though- but thats only because of The Boy. Who’s The Boy, you ask? Well, The Boy is a man on the train, and this man on the train spencer had seen everyday for last 6 months. everyday, 1 stop after spencer gets on The Boy would get on. He would sit in the same seat near the back, put his olive green backpack between his legs, and put his headphones in his ears. he would sit, one leg crossed over the other and read anything from Poe to Austen.

Spencer always stared, now to be fair The Boy was very naturally handsome. He had striking (E/C) eyes, and (H/T) hair. His style often resembled spencers, slacks and button ups with cardigans and sweater vests, The Boy tended to lean towards more bright colors ad fun patterns then spencer.

Today, spencer noticed he had started a new book; A Collected Works of Edgar Allen Poe. Yesterday he had been reading a book on the history of witch craft, spencer thought it went well with the the witch hats and black cats on his knitted sweater, very fitting for October he may add.

And once again spencer was staring (nothing out of the ordinary) but today The Boy looked up at just the right time and caught spencer in the act. He immediately looked down, blushing profusely. But if he had looked back for another second spencer wouldve seen The boys sly smirk, and the slight tinge of warmth on his cheeks. Spencer decided the best possible course of action was to pretend nothing had happened and bury his silent admiration of the mystery boy on the train. But that plan was thrown completely out the window when The mystery boy got up from his seat, picked up his bag and plopped down next to spencer in an open plastic seat. Because little did spencer know but The Boy had done his own fair share of staring at spencer from afar, admiring his natural beauty and book choice. He had been toying with the notion of finally approaching this mystery man, and this was the final push he needed to approach spencer.

“so, you like Poes works?”

spencer looked up to find The Boy looking at him expectedly with a friendly smile. The same boy he had fantasized over for almost 6 months but never even thought of approaching, had just walked up to him and started a conversation.

spencers mind was reeling, to say the least.

but he still managed to squeak out “Yes, he’s one of my favorites” But add in a dash of stuttering and blushing. What can i say? It was an awkward interaction for and awkward guy. But this didnt deter The Boy, who then lit up at spencers words (which also caught spencer off guard and left him reeling for a moment) and said “Me too! but my favorite has to be ‘Annabel Lee’, everyone thinks its the documentation of a man going insane over his obsession with a girl named Annabel Lee. But i personally think its just a guy who’s madly in love, and people are a little jealous of the pure, intense type of love that Poe was writing about..” The boy looked down and blushed, trailing off. spencer looked at him confused and with a surge of confidence said “what-?” with confusion. The boy looked back up, almost surprised at spencers words, at spencers encouragement. This said encouragement gave him the confidence needed to say “im sorry, i realized i was rambling to a stranger on the train and i didnt even introduce myself; Im dr. Y/n L/n, whats your name? Spencer chuckled to himself at how who he now knew as Y/n, managed to say so many words in so little time. “I also have a habit of talking too fast when im nervous, sorry about that” Y/n added, taking care to speak at a slower pace. Spencer didnt mind it and was mostly focused on the fact that Y/n was nervous, did spencer make Y/n nervous? but he wasnt caught up in his thoughts for too long and remembered to respond to Y/ns question “its okay, i ramble a lot too, i dont mind. And im spencer. Dr. Spencer reid-“ spencer cut himself off to finally look at y/n before continuing- “but im not a medical doctor, I have doctorates in Math, Chemistry and Engineering.”

Y/n had an almost proud smile on his face, And said “wow, smart cookie!” his tone was joking of course but spencer still blushed profusely, despite his many attempts to stop it. Y/n continued, not noticing spencers flushed state, much to spencer’s relief. “Im not a medical doctor either though, i have PHDs in both math and physics. I always thought i was above average, but ive been outdone!” Y/ns tone was joking as he said it.

They continued their introductory conversation for another couple minutes when Spencer, in an effort to keep the conversation going, had asked what Y/n was listening to.

“im listening to Ours, by taylor swift, and im not a swiftie, im a taylor swift enjoyer.” Y/n said with a definitive tone. But spencer only looked at Y/n with confusion written across his features. “Whats a- swiftie…?” spencer asked. Y/ns faced seemed to almost drain of color at this statement. “Whats a swiftie?!” his tone was incredulous, as if spencer had committed some heinous act, which he was pretty sure he hadn’t. “swifties are people who thoroughly enjoy the music of none other than the greatest pop musician of all time!” spencer was a little embarrassed, he didnt want to miss out on something Y/n enjoyed so he held his hand out and asked, “maybe i could listen to it with you, and learn about her music?” Y/n grinned at the idea, and handed spencer one of his airpods and restarted the song.

and so for the rest of their train ride, they listened Y/n’s taylor swift playlist. But After hearing Ours, it remained his favorite.

And so, for the next few weeks it continued on like this. Y/n would get on the train at spencers first stop, and B-line straight to the back of the train where spencer had saved a seat for him. And then they would sit and talk, about anything from literature, to art, to science. But one thing always remained; Taylor Swift. Everyday Y/n would have a new collection of song for him to listen to on his airpods as they talked. But Ours still remained his ever favorite, although Cardigan and Willow were close seconds.

Today, however, was different. Today, after much encouragement and much teasing, spencer was going to ask Y/n out. His team couldnt deal with anymore gushing about Y/n, the guy from the train.

spencer waited impatiently for Y/n to step onto the train at his stop. He almost missed and almost ran into at least 2 people on the way to his seat. Y/n plopped down into his seat breathlessly and started his normal routine of pulling out his airpods and queuing up the music. But he was stopped in his tracks, the airpod he was about to offer to spencer, when the latter blurted out “Hey would you maybe wanna go get coffee with me on Saturday afternoon at perfectos?” Spencer had spoken so fast Y/n barely caught it. But he was amazed at spencers attention to detail. Y/n had never even told him he liked perfectos cafe (he was of the firm belief that they made the best coffee in DC). He had just walked in with a cup of coffee from them almost everyday. It made his heart swell at the gesture, and his cheeks redden at spencers question.

that reminded Y/n to answer, instead of just sitting there wide eyed like a deer in headlights. And said; “i’d love that spencer, thank you”

spencer had been so caught up in his thoughts, and worries over the words that had just spilled from his lips moments ago that he was caught off guard at Y/n’s positive response. They both beefed at each other like children for the rest of the ride until Y/n got off, and not even when spencer arrived for work could he wipe the smile off his face, much to the delight of Morgan and JJ.

To Be Continued…

[fallbreeze-autumnleaves]

I would catch trains forever if the view looked like this 🧡

[venus-online]