#while trying to dive into a lake for a contest

[livlaughloveluke]

underwater moments w/ Poseidon!reader x Luke

ᡣ𐭩 𝘀𝗮𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗻

daughter of poseidon! reader x luke castellan 🪸

IN WHICH.. you’re dating the famous hermes boy 💘

warnings! this fic contains- no betrayal luke 🥳 // percy is a lil bro // fem reader // not all of these are underwater moments

🎧- saturn by sza

[headcannons]

sneaking out for starlit swims !!

you and luke spend your nights secretly swimming under the dark waters of camp half-blood, while the moon grazes the surface and turns the black depths glittery. you and him try to remain quiet, but how could you resist laughter when he almost accidentally drowned, twice?!

the famous underwater kisses <3

with little privacy at the kid-filled camp, you and luke rarely found moments alone. all you had time for were sneaky, quick kisses in between planned activities. as a child of poseidon, you found a way to solve this intimate problem—underwater kisses. creating an air bubble under the lake allowed for a moment with no curious glances—at least from most. (the fishies and a certain pesky brother often interrupt)

going pearl diving!

luke likes to sunbathe in the gleaming sun, resting on the docks while you splash around in the blue lake. you dive down deep, searching for the prettiest pearls underwater and placing him on the wood surface next to him. this could go on for hours, you entertained by the adventure and luke just happy to be in your presence. the next day, luke graciously gifted you a gorgeous necklace made with the pearls you excavated.

surfing and paddle boarding 🏄‍♀️

while the calm waters don’t offer many waves, every once in a while you like to manipulate the liquid so you can surf. not to mention, you love to instruct luke, too. he’s not the best, but he’s willing to give anything a try. (if we’re being honest, he hates it. he hates constantly falling off the board and sharply coming into contact with the water, but he’d do anything if it meant you were happy.)

in contrast, he loves to paddle board with you. it’s more gentle, and he can actually talk to you while in the water.

the olive theory! (but with cherries)

definitelyyyy the type of guy to pretend he doesn’t like cherries just because he knows you love them more. every morning at breakfast, he slides you his small fruit cup with only the cherries remaining, and you eat it up every time. unbeknownst to you, he’s only doing this to see you smile. he loves the way your lips curl up into a smile when you eat them, the juices staining your lips with a shade of red. he would give up anything to see you smile like that. 

carrying a waterproof digital camera around 📸

he loves loves LOVES to take photos of you! whether your swimming in the lake or picking strawberries in the fields, he’s by your side with the camera directed towards you. he’s the number one candid picture taker! and when you ask why, he usually presents you with some dumb excuse or pickup line to conceal the fact that he’s totally whipped for you. 

“ew, stoppp! i look so bad right now! why do you like taking so many photos anyway?”

“dunno. you’re the subject of all my dreams, sweetheart.”

late night beach bonfires

singing, laughing, and cuddling by the warmth of a campfire with all your friends is a weekly occurrence for you and luke. it feels like you’re both just normal teens, living life with no fear of monsters attacking or angry greek gods. plus, he makes BOMB s’mores. 

CHAOTIC game nights with percy 

attempting to play charades with your little brother, but overall he just gets mad and rage quits because you couldn’t guess the word. oh, and we can’t forget the craziest uno nights. you and percy arguing over the rules while luke just stands awkwardly in the corner.

“you can’t place a draw two on a draw four! it doesn’t work that way!”

“yes you can!! suck it up and draw your six cards!”

“uh, guys…? 🧍‍♂️”

the annual cabin decoration contest ! (yes, i made this up)

when that time rolls around, you and percy are DETERMINED to have the best cabin. you hang up seashells, scatter around the prettiest dried coral on shelves, and buy fairy lights for a cozy atmosphere. luke watches from afar as you and percy playfully argue whether a lana del rey poster would “fit the theme.” to be fair, it was a tunnel under OCEAN blvd poster.

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MASTERLISTS 𓏲𝄢 REQUEST / TALK TO ME 𓏲𝄢 RULES

[video-game-kids-tournament]

MEET YOUR CONTESTANTS!

TWDG spoilers under the cut! Along with a TW for murder and child endangerment!

Name: Clementine

Age: “8-9 (season 1) - 11 (season 2) - 13 (season 3) - 16 (season 4)”

Gender + Pronouns + Sexuality: “female - she/her - bisexual”

Video Game: The Walking Dead - A Telltale Game Series

Backstory: “When Clementine was 8, she was staying home with a babysitter, while her parents traveled to another town. Then the zombie apocalypse happened. The babysitter was turned, and she hid in her treehouse to stay safe. Then Lee, a former teacher convicted for murder, found her while running away from zombies. He ended up taking care of Clem while trying to survive, and promised her they would look for her parents. He would soon become a father figure for her, having to make tough choices to protect her. ===== HUGE SPOILERS FOR SEASONS 1-2 BELOW ===== Clem had her innocence sacrificed in order to survive in the zombie apocalypse (the kind where the zombies are far from the worst thing around). She had to see Lee kill zombies and sometimes other survivors to keep both of them safe. A young boy who was part of their survivor group was bitten and had to be shot by his father (or Lee, depending on player's choices). She was captured by a guy who lost his own family and wanted revenge on Lee while trying to impose himself as a better caregiver for Clem. She eventually found both her parents - already walking corpses. And after Lee was bitten she had to leave him behind to turn into a zombie. Or shoot him herself, if he asks her to (depending on player's choices). Later, at 11, she was traveling with another group of survivors, as they looked for a safe place. She had to gain their trust, prove herself, and stitch a very bad dog bite wound on her arm *on her own* because the others wouldn't believe she wasn't going to turn into a zombie. Disinfectant, needle and everything. And she was attacked by a zombie while doing it. And she still found the energy to yell at the others when they accused her of stealing the medical supplies ("I'm still. not. bitten!"). She had to be the sole emotional support for a guy who lost his entire family, and was subject to frequent bursts of anger. While she was by far the youngest of the group, she was frequently one of the only mature one as the others would dispute authority between themselves. At one point, she can (depending on player's choices) dive into a frozen lake without a second thought to save one of the survivors, resulting in the others pulling her out of the freezing water and getting her blankets and a fire to prevent severe hypothermia. Clem eventually took care of the newborn baby of a member of the group who died shortly after giving birth. Depending on player choices, she can do so with one member of the group, or, disgusted with the lies and petty quarrels of the adults, take care of the baby all on her own. That was a summary of seasons 1 & 2. I could go on with season 3 & 4 (there is SO MUCH) but that's enough text here and her wiki biography would mostly speak for itself.”

• “A smart girl, abandoned by her parents (though not intentionally) in the zombie apocalypse. Lee Everett, the protagonist of the first series, takes the poor child under his wing. Keeping her safe and teaching her what to value and how to survive are a big part of the moral core of the first series; she becomes the protagonist of the later Telltale Walking Dead games. Honestly she rules and is the best part of the games so I really don't want to spoil much about it.”

• "She survived a few days alone in the zombie apocalypse, then was taken care of by the protagonist, Lee. During Season One, she was mostly focused on finding her parents (who were out of town when the apocalypse started) and contributing to the group of survivors she was in.”

• “Parents were out of the house when the zombie apocalypse happened. Rescued by dude, sad and terrible hijinks occur.”

Why should they win the tournament?: “Clem is one of the toughest and most tragic video game character. Ever. After being protected by Lee/the player, she loses her innocence too quickly, but struggles to protect the rest of her humanity. When all the adults lose their minds, she is the one beacon of hope and reason. She can be kind, and tough as nails. At 11 she can work through the pain and stitch her arm on her own. Eventually, she herself become a parental figure, and in turn has to teach the hard lessons she learned (which is even harder than learning them in the first place!). With infinite love to give, and infinite pain to anyone who would hurt her or the ones she protects, she is like a diamond in the rough, forged by immense pressure and never breaking.”

• “she's a survivor and I love her”

• “She's awesome, but in the first game she's especially kind-hearted and you just want to protect her from everything. Clem acts as the protagonist's moral compass throughout the first season, and everything you teach her is reflected throughout the story. In the sequel games you see her become her own person and eventually learn to survive on her own, even raising a kid in the Final Season - her character development is one of my favourites in fiction.”

• “Their ability to think and act under pressure from their zombie ridden experiences would help them survive in a tournament-like setting.”

[digitaltravelexpert]

110 Fun Things to Do at the Beach for All Ages

Here are 100 fun things to do at the beach, categorized for your convenience. Remember to capture these moments for your travel blog, Instagram, and TikTok posts to share the joy with your audience. The possibilities for fun things to do at the beach are endless, whether you're exploring the clear waters of oceans or lakes. In clear water oceans, you can snorkel among colorful coral reefs, surf challenging waves, paddleboard along serene coastlines, or embark on thrilling scuba diving adventures. Similarly, at lakes with crystal-clear waters, you can enjoy activities like kayaking, fishing for freshwater species, swimming in refreshing waters, or simply lounging on the sandy shores.

From water sports to strolls, there are a ton of fun things to do at the beach. Options offer a myriad of choices for unforgettable experiences, making it the perfect destination for endless fun and exploration.

100 Idea Packed List of Things to Do at the Beach for All Ages

1. Sandcastle Building Contest: Organize a friendly competition to see who can build the most impressive sandcastle. 2. Beach Volleyball: Set up a net and play some beach volleyball with friends or strangers. 3. Frisbee: Play a game of Frisbee with your friends or family. 4. Beach Picnic: Pack a delicious picnic and enjoy it with a scenic beach view. 5. Sunbathing: Relax and soak up the sun while lying on a beach towel or lounger. 6. Beach Yoga: Practice yoga poses on the soft sand while listening to the sound of the waves. 7. Beach Soccer: Kick a soccer ball around on the sand for some fun exercise. 8. Surfing: If the waves are right, try catching some waves on a surfboard. 9. Bodyboarding: Ride the waves on a bodyboard for an exhilarating experience. 10. Snorkeling: Explore the underwater world and observe marine life with a snorkel and mask. 11. Scuba Diving: Take a scuba diving excursion to discover vibrant coral reefs and marine creatures. 12. Beachcombing: Walk along the shoreline and collect seashells, sea glass, and other treasures. 13. Sand Dune Sledding: Find a sandy slope and slide down it using a sandboard or sled. 14. Beach Photography: Capture stunning beach landscapes, sunsets, and candid moments to share on social media. 15. Beach Bonfire: Build a bonfire in the evening and gather around it for warmth, storytelling, and roasting marshmallows. 16. Beach Barbecue: Grill up some delicious food on the beach and have a barbecue party. 17. Beach Camping: Pitch a tent and spend the night under the stars with the soothing sound of waves in the background. 18. Seaside Painting: Bring along art supplies and paint the beautiful coastal scenery. 19. Kite Flying: Fly colorful kites in the breeze and watch them dance in the sky. 20. Beach Clean-Up: Participate in a beach clean-up initiative to help keep the coastline clean and protect marine life. 21. Sand Art: Get creative and sculpt intricate designs or sculptures in the sand. 22. Beach Meditation: Find a quiet spot on the beach, close your eyes, and meditate on the sound of the waves. 23. Beach Reading: Bring along a good book and indulge in some leisurely reading by the shore. 24. Beach Games Tournament: Organize a tournament featuring various beach games like cornhole, bocce ball, and ladder toss. 25. Beach Wildlife Watching: Keep an eye out for birds, dolphins, seals, and other wildlife that may inhabit the beach. 26. Beach Horseback Riding: Take a guided horseback ride along the shoreline for a unique perspective. 27. Beachcomber’s Journal: Start a journal to document your beach adventures, thoughts, and experiences. 28. Seaside Sculpture Competition: Host a competition to see who can create the most impressive sculpture using only beach materials. 29. Beachside Cocktails: Mix up some refreshing cocktails and enjoy them while lounging on the beach. 30. Seashell Jewelry Making: Collect seashells and turn them into beautiful jewelry pieces like necklaces and bracelets. 31. Beachside Karaoke: Set up a karaoke machine or use a karaoke app on your phone to sing your favorite tunes by the sea. 32. Beachside Massage: Treat yourself to a relaxing massage while listening to the calming sound of the waves. 33. Beachside Yoga Retreat: Join a beachside yoga retreat for a rejuvenating and immersive experience. 34. Beachside Acoustic Jam Session: Bring along musical instruments and jam with friends while watching the sunset. 35. Beachside Dance Party: Play some music and dance barefoot in the sand with friends or fellow beachgoers. 36. Beachside Bar Hopping: Explore beachside bars and enjoy sampling cocktails and local beverages. 37. Beachside Fireworks: Watch fireworks light up the night sky from the comfort of the beach. 38. Beachside Movie Night: Set up a projector and screen and host a movie night under the stars. 39. Beachside Stargazing: Lay back on a blanket and admire the twinkling stars above the ocean.

40. Beachside Astronomy Tour: Join an astronomy tour to learn about the constellations and planets visible from the beach. 41. Beachside Tai Chi: Practice the gentle movements of Tai Chi on the beach for relaxation and mindfulness. 42. Beachside Birdwatching: Bring binoculars and identify different bird species that frequent the shoreline. 43. Beachside Journaling: Spend some quiet time journaling your thoughts and reflections while listening to the waves. 44. Beachside Treasure Hunt: Create a treasure map and embark on a scavenger hunt along the beach. 45. Beachside Fishing: Try your hand at fishing from the shore and see if you can reel in a catch. 46. Beachside Hiking: Explore coastal trails and enjoy scenic views of the ocean. 47. Beachside Surf Fishing: Cast a line into the surf and see what you can catch from the beach. 48. Beachside Whale Watching: Keep an eye out for whales breaching and spouting offshore during migration seasons. 49. Beachside Kiteboarding: Harness the power of the wind and waves for an adrenaline-pumping kiteboarding session. 50. Beachside Photography Workshop: Join a photography workshop to improve your skills and capture stunning beach images.

51. Beachside Sand Volleyball Tournament: Compete in a beach volleyball tournament with friends or other beachgoers. 52. Beachside Snorkeling Excursion: Join a guided snorkeling tour to explore the underwater wonders of the beach. 53. Beachside Sunset Cruise: Embark on a sunset cruise and enjoy breathtaking views of the coastline. 54. Beachside Surf Lesson: Take a surf lesson from experienced instructors and learn how to catch waves like a pro. 55. Beachside Stand-Up Paddleboarding: Try stand-up paddleboarding along the calm waters of the beach for a fun workout. 56. Beachside Kayaking Adventure: Rent a kayak and paddle along the shoreline to explore hidden coves and sea caves. 57. Beachside Sandcastle Workshop: Attend a sandcastle building workshop to learn tips and tricks from expert builders. 58. Beachside Photography Walk: Join a guided photography walk to discover the best spots for capturing stunning beach images. 59. Beachside Snorkeling Safari: Embark on a snorkeling safari to explore different snorkeling spots and marine habitats. 60. Beachside Birdwatching Tour: Join a guided birdwatching tour to spot and learn about local bird species. 61. Beachside Tide Pool Exploration: Explore tide pools along the shoreline and observe fascinating marine life up close. 62. Beachside Sailing Adventure: Set sail along the coastline and enjoy the wind in your sails on a sailing adventure. 63. Beachside Sand Sculpture Workshop: Learn advanced sand sculpting techniques from expert sculptors during a workshop. 64. Beachside Wildlife Photography: Bring your camera and capture stunning photos of birds, marine life, and coastal landscapes. 65. Beachside Stand-Up Paddleboard Yoga: Try practicing yoga poses on a stand-up paddleboard for a fun and challenging workout. 66. Beachside Marine Biology Tour: Join a guided marine biology tour to learn about the diverse marine life found along the coastline. 67. Beachside Kite Surfing Lesson: Take a kite surfing lesson from certified instructors and learn how to harness the power of the wind for an exhilarating ride. 68. Beachside Sand Volleyball Clinic: Improve your volleyball skills with expert coaching during a beachside volleyball clinic. 69. Beachside Surf Photography: Capture epic shots of surfers catching waves and riding barrels from the shoreline. 70. Beachside Seashell Identification: Learn how to identify different types of seashells found along the beach during a guided seashell identification tour. 71. Beachside Coastal Cleanup Expedition: Join a group of volunteers on a coastal cleanup expedition to help protect the marine environment. 72. Beachside Sunset Painting Workshop: Attend a sunset painting workshop and create your masterpiece inspired by the coastal sunset. 73. Beachside Whale Watching Cruise: Embark on a whale-watching cruise to spot humpback whales, dolphins, and other marine mammals in their natural habitat. 74. Beachside Sailing Regatta: Compete in a sailing regatta with other sailors and race along the coastline. 75. Beachside Marine Conservation Project: Volunteer for a marine conservation project and participate in activities like coral reef monitoring and sea turtle nest protection. 76. Beachside Kayak Fishing: Combine kayaking and fishing for a unique angling experience along the coastline. 77. Beachside Surfboard Shaping Workshop: Learn the art of surfboard shaping from master shapers and create your custom surfboard. 78. Beachside Marine Ecology Lecture: Attend a marine ecology lecture to learn about the interconnectedness of marine ecosystems and human activities. 79. Beachside Stand-Up Paddleboard Fitness Class: Join a stand-up paddleboard fitness class for a fun and challenging workout on the water. 80. Beachside Bird Photography: Capture stunning photos of seabirds, shorebirds, and wading birds along the coastline. 81. Beachside Coastal Geology Tour: Join a coastal geology tour to learn about the formation of beaches, cliffs, and coastal landforms. 82. Beachside Whale Watching Safari: Embark on a whale-watching safari to observe migratory whales breaching and feeding in the coastal waters. 83. Beachside Sailing Expedition: Join a sailing expedition to explore remote islands, hidden coves, and pristine beaches along the coastline. 84. Beachside Marine Conservation Workshop: Participate in a marine conservation workshop to learn about threats to marine ecosystems and how to take action to protect them. 85. Beachside Sea Kayaking Adventure: Explore coastal caves, arches, and rock formations on a sea kayaking adventure along the shoreline. 86. Beachside Surf Photography Workshop: Learn advanced surf photography techniques from professional photographers during a beachside workshop. 87. Beachside Stand-Up Paddleboard Tour: Join a guided stand-up paddleboard tour and explore scenic waterways, mangrove forests, and coastal estuaries. 88. Beachside Coastal Ecology Hike: Embark on a coastal ecology hike to learn about the plants, animals, and ecosystems that thrive along the shoreline. 89. Beachside Marine Wildlife Safari: Join a marine wildlife safari to spot dolphins, sea lions, and other marine mammals in their natural habitat. 90. Beachside Surf Retreat: Immerse yourself in the surf lifestyle during a beachside surf retreat featuring daily surf lessons, yoga sessions, and beachside activities. 91. Beachside Sunset Photography: Capture breathtaking photos of the coastal sunset and golden hour hues reflecting off the water. 92. Beachside Stand-Up Paddleboard Expedition: Embark on a stand-up paddleboard expedition to explore remote coastlines and hidden lagoons.

93. Beachside Coastal Restoration Project: Volunteer for a coastal restoration project and help plant native vegetation, restore dunes, and protect sensitive habitats. 94. Beachside Marine Science Camp: Enroll in a marine science camp to learn about marine biology, oceanography, and coastal ecology through hands-on activities and field trips. 95. Beachside Surfboard Art Workshop: Get creative during a surfboard art workshop and customize your board with unique designs and artwork. 96. Beachside Coastal Cleanup Challenge: Organize a coastal cleanup challenge and compete with friends or other beachgoers to see who can collect the most trash. 97. Beachside Wildlife Photography Workshop: Learn wildlife photography techniques and capture stunning photos of birds, mammals, and marine life along the coastline. 98. Beachside Stand-Up Paddleboard Yoga Retreat: Escape to a beachside yoga retreat and rejuvenate your mind, body, and spirit with daily stand-up paddleboard yoga sessions. 99. Beachside Coastal Conservation Symposium: Attend a coastal conservation symposium to learn about pressing environmental issues facing coastal communities and brainstorm solutions with experts and stakeholders. 100. Beachside Surf Photography Expedition: Join a surf photography expedition and capture epic shots of surfers riding waves in exotic coastal destinations around the world. Productive and fun things to do at the beach are limitless. These activities offer a wide range of experiences for beach lovers of all ages and interests. Whether you're seeking adventure, relaxation, or educational opportunities, there's something for everyone to enjoy at the beach. Remember to share your beach adventures on your travel blog, Instagram, and TikTok to inspire others to explore the beauty of the coastline!

10 Fun things to do at the beach with kids

1. Sandcastle Building: Encourage creativity and teamwork as kids construct elaborate sandcastles, fostering imagination and bonding among family members. Blogging about this activity showcases the joy of childhood play and promotes family-friendly beach destinations. 2. Seashell Hunting: Spark curiosity and appreciation for nature as kids search for unique seashells, fostering a connection to the marine environment. Blogging about this activity highlights the educational aspect of beach outings and encourages environmental stewardship.

3. Beach Ball Games: Promote active play and coordination skills with games like beach volleyball or beach soccer, providing wholesome entertainment for kids of all ages. Blogging about these games showcases the beach as a dynamic playground and encourages physical activity in natural settings. 4. Wave Jumping: Instill a sense of adventure and excitement as kids leap over waves crashing onto the shore, creating lasting memories of carefree fun. Blogging about this activity captures the exhilaration of beachfront play and promotes the beach as a destination for family adventure. 5. Tidal Pool Exploration: Foster a sense of wonder and discovery as kids explore tidal pools teeming with fascinating marine life, offering educational insights into coastal ecosystems. Blogging about this activity showcases the beach as an outdoor classroom and encourages curiosity about the natural world. 6. Beach Picnics: Cultivate family bonding and relaxation with beach picnics featuring tasty snacks and refreshing drinks, providing a break from sandcastle building and water play. Blogging about this activity highlights the joy of shared meals in scenic settings and promotes beach destinations as ideal picnic spots. 7. Shell Painting: Unleash creativity and artistic expression as kids decorate collected seashells with colorful paints and glitter, fostering a sense of pride in their creations. Blogging about this activity showcases the beach as artistic inspiration and encourages DIY crafting with natural materials. 8. Beach Scavenger Hunts: Stimulate problem-solving skills and teamwork with beach scavenger hunts, where kids search for specific items or landmarks along the shoreline. Blogging about this activity provides families with interactive beach game ideas and encourages exploration of coastal environments. 9. Beachside Storytelling: Foster imagination and literacy skills as kids listen to or create their own stories while lounging on beach towels or under shady umbrellas. Blogging about this activity highlights the tranquil atmosphere of beachside storytelling and promotes unplugged family bonding experiences. 10. Read the full article

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it’s incredible the sheer amount of crime/disaster channels on youtube that are just. so so bad

[qsomedia]

Extracts taken from Why a Gay Romance Would’ve Been Perfect For Steve Harrington’s Character Arc by Toni Oisin H.C. for QSO Media.

[alt text: several gifs of Steve Harrington, Eddie Munson, or the two together are interspersed with text. The first gif is of Steve in his Scoops Ahoy uniform, looking at Robin. The next gif is of Eddie walking along a table in the Hawkins High School cafeteria. The third is of Eddie and Steve walking through the Upside Down, with Eddie saying “Ozzy Osborne? Black Sabbath?”. The fourth gif is of Eddie shoving Steve against a wall of Reefer Rick’s shack, holding a broken bottle to his neck. Next is Eddie speaking to Steve while he stares at Nancy in the Upside Down, throwing his battle jacket at him. Then, there is a gif of Eddie and Steve in the Upside Down again, walking together while Eddie teases Steve. Next is a gif of Nancy, Robin, Steve, and Eddie climbing into a boat on Lover’s Lake, with Dustin looking on from the jetty. Next is Nancy, Dustin, Steve, Eddie, Robin, and Erica discussing something from a book on a table in Reefer Rick’s shack. The penultimate gif is still in the shack, with Eddie leaning in to Steve’s face while they say “You got some car we don’t know about?” “It’s not exactly a car, Steve”. The last gif is Eddie and Steve in the Winnebago campervan, with Eddie sat at the wheel, leaning in to say “Don’t you, big boy?” to Steve. The contents of the text is written under the read more.]

Steve’s character arc would benefit from a gay romance. 

If you’ve spent any time in fandom circles lately, it’s likely that you’ve come across Steddie at some point. But what makes the frissance between the pair so thematically perfect for Steve’s character arc?

The gang finds a potential lead for where the mysterious Reefer Rick - who they believe to be laying low with Eddie - may be hiding. It’s in no other place than “Lover’s Lake”.

The lake forms a pivotal point not only for the wider story, but also specifically for Steve and Eddie’s relationship. They meet in a shack by the lake, in a totally bizarre sequence that begins with Steve trying to beat the shit out of Eddie with an oar.

After a bit of back-and-forth, Steve ends up pinned to the wall by Eddie, in a long, intense staring contest. The tension in the scene is so thick that you could cut it with Eddie’s broken bottle. 

But, what is so striking about this scene isn’t necessarily the physicality of it all. Instead, it’s the way Eddie is appeased by Steve and Dustin convincing him that Steve is, actually “one of the good ones”, and may well be on his side.

The significance of Lover’s Lake circles back around near the end of Stranger Things 4 Part 1, when the so-called Fruity Four plunge through the portal into the Upside Down. Together, the gang ride out in a little boat - a ship, if you will - together across the lake, in search of the gate. 

We get an absolutely delicious sequence of Steve stripping off to heroically dive into the water while Eddie watches and frustratedly smokes a cigarette, after being pelted with Steve’s shirt. I’m not sure I even need to dig into why that’s a bit gay.

Maybe more importantly than the half-nakedness is the selection of folks who take to the boat. The kids are left on land, while Nancy, Robin, Steve, and Eddie set sail. 

This leaves Steve in an interesting position, as he travels across one of Hawkins’ romance spots with his ex-girlfriend, capital P Platonic Pal (who he formerly crushed on), and, of course, Eddie.

Given the significance Robin and Nancy hold to Steve, both as people whom he loves and as people he has had romantic feelings for, it’s difficult not to get stuck on Eddie’s presence.

[little-diable]

Potter - Draco Malfoy (angst/smut)

Request by anon: Hello. I love your imagines! Can I request a Draco smut? The reader and him are in a secret romance due to her being Harry's sister. She is Harry's stolen object in the second task, but she doesn't know how to swim. Draco saves her and has soft smut in the Prefect bathroom with multiple "I love you"s.

Hope this is what you had in mind. Enjoy my loves. xxx

“Sh, don’t want anybody to hear us, do we?” His lips nibbled on her neck, hands massaging her skin, leaving a few hidden marks, something he’ll be able to admire later on. His scent filled her nostrils, the faint green apple aroma made a homey feeling overcome her, trying to pull her love even closer. 

“My gorgeous love,“ Draco breathed out, smiling at her, those bright eyes twinkling in the darkness of the storage room, he loved to feel her close, pressed against his chest, shuttered breaths leaving her swollen lips, begging for more. 

“We need to leave,“ (y/n) mumbled, she couldn’t miss her brothers first task, still shaken up from the way he had whispered “dragons” just last night. Her first instinct had been to tell him to quit, she couldn’t endure watching him struggle against something that deadly, but soon enough the (y/h/c) haired Potter girl realized, she couldn’t do anything, besides cheering for her brother, supporting him no matter what. 

“Fucking Potter,“ Draco muttered under his breath, groaning as his girlfriend slapped her hand against his abdomen.

„Don‘t Draco, he’s my bother,“ (y/n) reminded him once again, as if he wasn’t struggling with the sober truth every single day.

Draco and (y/n) had crossed paths years ago, eyes gazing at each other as the hat sorted them into their houses. A Malfoy would naturally be placed into Slytherin, just like (y/n) followed her brother into Gryffindor. Draco could still feel the uneasy feeling rising in his stomach as the hat called “Gryffindor”, he had deeply wished for her to follow him into Slytherin. 

It had taken (y/n) and Draco a few years to finally find each other, coming clean with their emotions, hiding their relationship from curious eyes, especially the ones of Dracos so called enemy, Harry Potter, (y/n)s brother. 

“He’ll be fine, don’t worry.“Draco kissed her forehead, running a hand through his bright blonde hair, trying to lace his voice with any sympathy, struggling to do so. “I’ll find you later on,“ and off he went, blending in with the rest of the students, cheering for anybody who didn’t carry the name Potter. 

His bright eyes would unintentionally find her (y/e/c) ones from time to time, checking to see, if she was alright, his heart was clenching at the sight, she was trembling, hands interlaced with Hermoines. Draco wanted nothing more than to wrap his arms around her, his mind was coming up with all the supportive things he’d whisper into her ear. 

He caught himself admiring her features more than once, proud that he was the one, that got to call her his girlfriend, he’d do anything to show her off to all those students, if his bloodline and her brother wouldn’t stand in their way. 

Even Draco felt scared, just for a second though, but his emotions were pure, watching Harry disappear, chased by the dragon, praying that he’d make it. Harry couldn’t leave (y/n) behind, he was the only true family member she had left, not as if she’d ever call her uncle and her aunt her family. 

“God, Harry,“ she fell into her brothers arms, a relieved sob left her lips, (y/n) inhaled his scent, the all too familiar calming sensation overcame her, made her sink into her brothers embrace even further. “I’m alright, don’t worry,“ he kissed her hairline, hands tightly squeezing her before he let go of her, ready to celebrate his victory. 

Harry and Draco would cross paths once that evening, Harrys eyebrows would furrow together as he caught the blonde Slytherin staring at his sister, the almost lovingly seeming smile he shot her made Harry frown. 

“(Y/n), love, look at me,“ Draco had her pressed against the cold wall, hands wrapped around her trembling frame. „He won’t leave you, Harry will survive this tournament.“

An exhausted expression grazed Dracos features, both, (y/n) and Draco hadn’t caught much sleep these past few days, she’d seek him out whenever another nightmare would haunt her, not able to keep on sleeping without him near. 

“Sorry,“ (y/n) hiccuped, fingers grasping the fabric of his sweater, too scared to let go of him. She admired him, truly did, thankful for muttering those sweet words to her, obviously trying to swallow down his hatred for her brother. “Don’t be,“ he kissed her forehead, dipping his head down to pull her into him. 

“I love you,“ she mumbled against his lips, kissing him one last time before she disappeared into the darkness, creeping down the hallways, finding her way back to her dorm, praying for at least a few hours of sleep. 

But as (y/n) had been woken up from her sleep early in the morning, she cursed herself for ever leaving the comfortableness of her bed, desperate to find her love, not able to calm the raging storm inside her mind herself. Hermoine and Ron had dragged her to where they’d meet with Dumbledore, getting initiated into the next task. 

An uneasy feeling settled inside her bones, (y/n) had never liked the water, never felt calm in the crashing waves of the ocean, so she refused to learn how to swim, she wouldn’t need to swim anyways, well, how wrong she had been. 

Neither the teachers nor Ron and Hermoine spared her protests any mind, trying to bribe her into it, telling her how much she’d help her brother with it, since everybody knew, that (y/n) would give her all for Harry, even her last breath. 

“No, absolutely not,“Draco muttered, arms crossed in front of his chest, staring down on his girlfriend. „I don’t have any other choice,“ she sounded just as unconvinced, her mind was racing, anxiety nestled in her, god, she prayed that Harry would be able to rescue her. 

“I’ll only give him a few minutes, otherwise I’ll step in,“ Draco left without kissing her goodbye, too enraged to even think straight, not noticing her sad eyes on him, aching for his touch. “I love you,“ she whispered into the hallway, eyes set on the spot where Draco had just been standing on a few moments ago. 

With trembling legs she stood in front of the old wizard, hopeful eyes were gazing at her. “It will be alright Miss Potter, don’t worry,“ he winked at her. She shot her friends one last glance before she got put into her trance, disappearing down the lake, darkness engulfed her, lulled her in. 

Dracos hard eyes were focused on the lake, he kept on tapping his foot, counting the minutes, cold sweat was breaking out on his back, he felt scared, truly scared, for the first time in his life. “What’s going on with you Malfoy?” Goyle chuckled, teasing his distressed friend. 

The prince of Slytherin pushed him out of the way as Harry broke through the lakes surface, (y/n) nowhere to be seen. “Where is she?” Draco spat, eyes finding Harrys shivering frame. „I don’t know,“ Harry stuttered, he hadn’t noticed the way she had struggled underwater, hadn’t noticed her letting go of his hand. Only now he seemed to realize, that his sister was actually not by his side. 

Blood was rushing in Dracos ears, too many thoughts and emotions crashed upon him, his limbs began to tremble, scared of losing his one true love. Curious eyes watched him pull off his coat and shoes, drowning out the cheering for the other contestants.

“Fucking Potter,“ Draco spat, diving headfirst into the black waters, he’d rescue her, no matter what. His heart was pounding against his ribcage, Draco tried to calm himself down, knowing that it would take him a while to find his girlfriend. Glad for all those hours his parents made him take swimming lessons, diving for hours on end, looking for random objects underwater. 

His bright eyes found her unresponsive figure on the lakes ground, tears were welling up in his eyes, blurring his already limited vision. Draco wrapped his arms around her frame, with his last breath he pulled themselves up the water, gasping as he broke through the lakes surface. “Don’t touch her,“ he growled at Harry, placing (y/n) down on the wooden stand, desperately trying catch her (y/e/c) eyes staring at him. 

Draco shook her a few times, cradling her cold frame in his arms, a relived sigh made it past his lips as she began to cough up the water in her lungs. “Finally,” he breathed into her ear, wrapping his coat around her shivering limbs. He didn’t let Harry near him, silencing him with a simple “not now Potter” every time he tried to apologize to his sister. 

“Come on, let’s take a bath my love,“ Draco was still carrying her, glad to finally be back at the castle, walking up to the perfect’s bathroom, knowing that they’d find some peace up there. “Let me help you,“ he slowly unbuttoned her blouse, eyes focused on hers, drops of water were dripping down from her tips, her lips were slightly blue, (y/n) wouldn’t let go of his hands. 

Draco had to bite down the “I told you so”, that was about to spill from his lips, but her dilated pupils were enough to shut him up, enough to pull her against his chest, kissing her forehead over and over again. 

She was placed on his lap, front pushed against his, hands tangled in his hair, the warm water engulfed them, calmed their shivering limbs. “I’m sorry for scaring you like that,“ (y/m) mumbled against his neck, her heart felt heavy, she didn’t care about almost drowning, didn’t care that Harry forgot about her, only cared about the way Draco felt, the anxious feelings, that ran through his veins. 

“Don’t apologize, it’s not your fault my love,“ Draco grasped her neck, pulled her in for a kiss. „I’ve never been that scared. It made me realize, that I can’t be myself without you by my side, you’re my everything and I truly love you.” Draco confessed, chuckling at the smile, that tugged on her lips. 

“I love you too,“ she whispered, pushing her lips against his, dipping her tongue into his mouth, deepening the sensual gesture. Both were in their own little bubble of calmness, relishing in being that close to one another, set on making them feel as loved and appreciated as possible. 

Dracos hands found her wetness, he growled into her mouth, fingers dipping into her heat, spreading her open. “So pretty,“ (y/n) gasped at his praising, nails clawing into his shoulders. „Make love to me Draco,“ she moaned, desperate to wrap her walls around him. 

She sunk down on his hard length, he filled her in every right way, deliciously stretching her. “Draco,“ (y/n) cried out his name, his hands placed on her behind, stabilizing her movement. (Y/n) kept on gridding her core against his length, slowly bouncing on his member, engulfed by the hot water. 

Their pent up anxiety, frustration and love began to spill out of them, pushing them closer to the edge faster than ever. “I love you,“ both moaned at the same time, chuckling as their lips found one another. 

Draco thrusted his hips upwards, meeting her wetness, burying himself even deeper, stretching her even further, making her fall right into the crashing wave of her orgasm. “Fuck so good,“ Draco moaned, releasing himself into her heat, forehead pressed against hers, hands not letting go of her skin.

“I love you,“ Draco repeated, (y/n) ran her hands through his hair. „I love you too Draco Malfoy.“

[theoldandnewfirm]

The Wild Hunt

Fandom: Trollhunters (Tales of Arcadia)

Pairing: Barbara Lake/Walter Strickler (Stricklake)

Rating: Teen

Summary: The dark is home to predators. Tonight, he is among them.

(Or: I really wanted Strickler hunting Barbara, but you know. For sexy reasons.)

Above him, the moon hangs whole and bright. Below him, forest stretches to the mountains on the horizon; the woods are home to a thousand night creatures whose squeaks and skitters filter up to him through the canopy. The air is rich with tantalizing scents: wood smoke, behind him. Carrion, several dozen yards to his right. A herd of mule deer by the river.

And, piercing through it all, the trail that he’s been following for the last few minutes: briny sweat and sweet, milky lotion. The smell of his prey.

The dark is home to predators. Tonight, he is among them.

How long had it been since he last hunted like this? Not with gun or bow or knife, but with wing and talon and claw?

He misses his human form; he always will. But he can’t deny there’s something invigorating, something primal, about experiencing the world through the lens of a troll.

He dips lower, mindful to angle his path so that he's still largely masked by the canopy. It wouldn’t do to have his prey alerted to his presence by his silhouette crossing the moon, or his eyes glowing down through the branches.

Especially when the pursuit is so close to ending. From his vantage he sees what they likely can’t, between the dark and the understory: the tree line, and the meadow beyond it. A stretch of flat, featureless land where he’ll be exposed, but so will they.

With a snap of his wings, he speeds towards the gap, alights in the bare branches above, and waits.

Soon, his prey’s arrival is heralded by rustling brush and footsteps that come to an uncertain pause at the tree line. They sidle up against a broad trunk, clearly trying to use it for cover as they peer around, weighing their next move.

A burden they no longer have to worry about when, with a great crack of snapping twigs and dry leaves, he leaps from his perch and dives straight towards them.

Panic is a funny thing, in humans— while logic says the best escape route is one that presents plenty of obstacles between you and your pursuer, people nonetheless tend to choose the path of least resistance: open ground. In this case the meadow, which his prey bolts to with him close behind.

He has speed and momentum on his side; it’s no contest. There’s a shriek that’s half outrage, half laughter as he scoops the squirming figure into his arms and tugs them close before bearing them up into the sky.

“Not fair!” she says, swatting him on the chest for emphasis.

“In what way?”

“Obviously I can’t outrun you if you fly.”

“It’s not about outrunning, my dear; it’s about outmaneuvering.” He shifts her around so she’s more securely supported by his arms. “There are ways to escape a hunter, if you know their tricks and traits.”

“Probably helps if you aren’t tipsy,” she suggests, as she drapes her arms over his shoulders and laces her fingers against the back of his neck.

“Yes, sobriety is a rather important prerequisite.”

Though the aforementioned tipsiness is how she came to this idea in the first place, so he can’t truly complain.

“Well now that you’ve caught me,” she asks, her eyes half lidded, her voice low, “what will you do with me?”

He hums, as if considering. Then, he dips his head to her shoulder before baring his teeth, so that she’ll feel the press of them through the thin layers of her shirt and tank. She shivers, not with fear. “Why--devour you, of course.”

“Mm. Please."

[dazz-linglight]

Can you make an en- Jay and readers first time smut imagine??? tytyty 😁💕 ALSO LOVE YOUR ACC BESTFRAN!!!!

(yes and sorry for the delay but AAAAAA THANK U BESTIEE, COME BACK ALWAYS) ❤️💫

When Jay told he got the weekend off you decided to surprise him, telling him to prepare a backpack with comfortable clothes and his snacks. In the Saturday morning you put the address on the GPS of his car and it led you to a private house not too far from Seoul, a few meters away from a small lake and a trail to a mountain with great view of the city, the main attraction of the place you rented for two days on Airbnb.

Jay was definitely happy with this surprise, a place to relax with his lover away from the craziness of the city, far from too much noise and interruptions of his friends. He wrapped an arm around your shoulders and walked inside together, turning on the lights.

"It's so nice here! We're not even leaving yet and I already want to come back." He says between a laugh, looking around the place and coming back to you.

"I'm glad you like it, we can come whenever we're free." You get in the tip of your toes and wrap your arms on his neck to bring him closer for a kiss, feeling him let down the backpack and dives in for your lips.

"Mhm.. Will we stay tomorrow too?" He mumbles onto your lips and you nod yes, planting your feet back down on the floor.

"I want to enjoy as much as possible with here, just you and me.." You take hold of his hand and he brings it up to his lips, pecking your fingers one by one.

"We have plenty of time to enjoy as you wish, my love." He closed the little distance wrapping his arms around you and placed a kiss on your forehead as you inhaled the hypnotising scent of his cologne before he leaned in for a deep kiss that you happily accepted. He didn't want to part again but eventually had to and you stared back each other, making you shy to keep the staring contest.

"Can we stay in today?" You get brave enough to run your hands up his abs and muscular chest, hoping he understands your inner wish.

"Definitely we can. Do you have something on your mind?" He implies as you take off his leather jacket and open the buttons of his shirt, exposing his skin and not hesitating to give his chest soft kisses as he takes in a deep breath. You could feel how rapid his heartbeat was and his chest moving to his heavy breaths in response to your ministrations, his hands going to your hips to squeeze you more against his chest.

"Taking the next step." Feeling his hot skin under your fingers while his eyes were deeply settled down into yours as if he was looking right into your soul, seeing every part of you and his lips slightly curved upwards. 

"We can make that happen." He leads you backwards to the bedroom until your knees touch the fluffy bed and you let your body fall into it, bringing Jay to tower over you. In the next moment you two were at another round of hungry kisses, unleashing the deepest desire for each other and it didn't take long for Jay start stripping you slowly to leave only you underwear on, taking a minute to marvel at your body exposed to him. He kissed down your neck and his breathing on your skin filled your body with goosebumps, back arching on his touch as his hand glided over your breasts, belly and stopped on your panties, fingers going under to touch your wet core. You started rubbing the length of his member at the same pace he rubbed you, a few soft breathy moans leaving both of your lips and he closed his eyes to take fully take in the feeling of your hand massaging his bulge. You stroked a little faster as your grip tightened around him and watched him throw his head back, stopping your movements with a grip on your wrist.

"Wait a second." He panted and took your hand out of his pants, licking his lips and sat up to open his pants to get rid of the restriction on his length, getting off of the bed to grab the condom he had on his backpack and came back to you, abandoning the clothes on the floor to end the waiting.

You look down to watch as he goes between your legs and put them up to to take off your panties carefully and you opened the back of your bra to pull it off. He then reached down and attached his lips on yours once more, your legs wrapping around his middle and he started pushing in slowly, caressing your cheek after hearing you whimper as you felt it inside and he stopped for a good minute or two to let you get used to it after getting it all the way in.

"Please move, J.." You hold tightly to his shoulders and bring his face to your neck, releasing breathy moans at the feeling of him thrusting in and out slowly to not make it painful, fastening after some time and you're more comfortable with it, giving satisfied moans to his ear as you relinquish on the pleasure and pulling at the hair on his nape as he goes harder, muffling his groans as he marked your neck with hickeys and your thighs trembled as he continued the action of his hips into you. Both your voices becoming out of control, bodies colliding with sweat and jerking against each other.

"Jong, I think-" You didn't even finish the sentence, he just lifted his face to watch your expression contorted as your core squeezed around him in your first orgasm and ended up triggering his own and after a few more pumps he finally came, exploding all the pent up feelings he had since earlier. He laid over you for a few minutes, both of you exhausted trying to recover your breaths.

"Are you okay, baby?" He questioned pushing a few strands of hair off your face and you nodded.

"I feel great, but tired.." The two of you laugh in agreement and he eases himself out of your embrace and gets up to dispose of the condom.

"I'll make you tea and we'll take a bath later, don't move." He announces coming to give you a peck and goes to the kitchen still in his naked form and coming back a little while later with a trail with two mugs of camomile tea and a bowl with strawberries for you to munch together.

[dustofbrokenheart]

The Covenant: Lazy, Summer Day

Tyler Simms x Reader

Word Count: 1,650

Summary: Tyler and reader enjoy a day on the water to get away from the heat. Based on this post by @saviorsong​ which you should all totally check out! 

“I called in sick?”

“Yeah, this morning. See? We crossed your name off the schedule and everything.” A finger tapped rapidly on the big whiteboard that had everyone’s name written in dry erase marker.

Sure enough, there was a hastily drawn line going right through the middle of yours.

They really had thought you weren’t coming in. “That’s impossible,” you said confused. “Because I didn’t call in sick.”

“Alright, alright. I believe you,” the supervisor said. “You’re one of the normaler ones that we have and a normal person wouldn’t have driven clear across town when they already had the day off.”

Both of you stood there scratching your heads. Your thoughts were leaning towards this possibly being a dream. You had weird dreams all the time, right? And it wasn’t unlike you to be dreaming of work even when you were off the clock.

There was a good chance you would wake up any second now, still swaddled in bed sheets.

The supervisor had a completely different reaction. “Well, the building ghost strikes again! They must’ve called on your behalf knowing how hard you’ve been working. Just take the day off. We’re covered anyway.”

“Are you sure?” you hesitated. It felt weird taking the day for yourself when you were perfectly able to work. “Since I’m here, I could do—”

“Nope. Enjoy some of this weather. Summer is almost over, you know.”  

With that you were ushered out the door and left standing on the concrete sidewalk, not a clue as to what you should do.

There were always things to be done at the apartment. You hadn’t cleaned the bathroom in a while…yikes. Tyler also had his collection of expired leftovers in the fridge that he was terrible about tracking of.

Oh! You could wash the cars, too! Tyler had finally gotten rid of his monstrosity of a Hummer a few summers back in favor of a classic sixties car that Pogue had helped him fix-up. He liked to keep it spotless.

Speaking of his car…you looked up and noticed it parked across the street. And it was definitely his. Not only were there not many of them still out on the roads, but that was clearly Tyler smiling at you in the driver’s seat as he waved you over.

“Were you flagging me down this whole time?” you asked. He nodded with a heavy dose of enjoyment sparkling in those baby blue eyes. “Sorry. It’s been a weird morning.”

“Didn’t expect to have to day off?” Tyler’s smile becoming more pronounced.

“Of course not—wait,” you trailed off in realization. “It was you. You’re the one who called in sick for me!”

He stroked your wrist through the window with his thumb. “You caught me. But don’t be mad, I promise it was for the greater good.”

Greater good? You raised both eyebrows. “And what’s the ‘good’ in question?”

“Weather man predicted we’re supposed to hit high eighties today. What kind of boyfriend would I be if I didn’t drag you to the lake house to take advantage of it?”

“That’s a terrible excuse, Ty.”

“Fine,” he admitted with a laugh. “How about you’ve been working this whole summer, and I miss you and want to do something nice for you?”

On the inside you felt yourself vibrate with excitement but you tried to keep it together. You shouldn’t encourage him making plans without you, especially when they disrupted work, but you were a sucker for surprises. “Better,” you admitted with your nose titled up.

And he knew that. Knew that you weren’t really cross with him as he turned the engine over, jolting the car to life with a heavy rumble. “Come on, my lady. I promise that it’ll be fun.”

The lake house in question referred to one of several Simms family properties in Massachusetts, appropriately named for it’s position right next to a small, picturesque lake. The area was naturally beautiful with shimmering water that was encased by tall, shady trees that were a godsend when the sun became too much to handle.

The drive there went like it always did: fast, thanks to a good playlist and easy conversation, and soon Tyler was pulling up to the lake house.  

Not wanting him to fixate on the fine dust the gravel kicked up, and how it was dirtying the car, you leaned over the center console to kiss him. It was just long enough to steal his attention.

When his hand cupped the back of your head, you pulled back. “Last one to the dock has to use the tacky orange kayak!” You stuck your tongue out at him as you dashed out of the car and towards the dock.

Unprepared for the challenge, Tyler sputtered as he tried to take his seat belt off with clumsy fingers.

You ran around the outside of the house and dodged trees as best as you could, laughing the whole way. You may have gotten the head start but you could hear the tell tale sounds of the man gaining ground behind you.

The dock was so close you could picture your victory as. Only a few steps more, you would’ve had it.

Then two arms wrapped around your middle in a steel tight grip, halting you in your tracks. A large exhale was forced out of your lungs at the sudden impact.

“No fair,” you whined. Slumping back into his embrace, you turned to look at his smug face. “I can’t match your stupid arm strength.”

Tyler laughed, the argument a familiar one. “We’ve been over this. If you can use the element of surprise, then the element of muscle is fair game.”

That was the agreement but that didn’t mean you couldn’t pout. Not everyone was blessed with good genetics and years of a background in competitive swimming.

“Well, let’s consider this a tie then because I refuse to use that hideous orange boat.”

Tyler hummed, the vibration noticeable against your back. “Nope,” he said. The answer was abrupt and before you could get another word out, you were sailing through the air, lake water rushing to swallow you up.

The shock made your lungs seize up and your limbs flailed in the haze of the foggy water.

Breaking the surface, hair and clothes plastered to your skin you paddled around to glare at him. The effect didn’t have the ferocity you hoped for because he merely but his hands on his knees and laughed so hard it seemed like he might tip over.

Dodging the water you splashed at him, he got the laughs under control and walked to the edge of the dock to give you a hand. You glared at it personally offended by the gesture. Those were the hands that had just thrown you in without any warning.

But Tyler was patient and held his hand out steadily until you were ready to grab hold of it. For a moment, you debated trying to sink him to the murky depths along with you, but as his impressive looking biceps flexed under the warm glow of the sun, you realized you’d have to take revenger later when you were more certain of your success.

With the added help, you hauled up to the dock. The access water from your clothes ran off, darkening the wood in random splatter patterns, and you realized for the first time that it was pretty hot out.

The sun was bright even with your hand covering your eyes as you looked up; not a cloud in the sky as the bugs buzzed around lazily.

“Sorry.” Tyler fidgeted awkwardly, bringing your attention back to down earth. “I didn’t mean to be, well, mean.”

“Most people would think you’re an angel but you surely have a competitive streak, Tyler Simms.”

He shrugged apologetically. After a moment, he stood up and called over his shoulder as he jogged away. “I’ll go grab a towel for you. Meet me in the cabin!”

It was hard to stay mad at him. Especially when he tried to make up for it by doing something cute, like literally running to get a towel. He really was puppy-like; a little reckless but very contrite when he realized he messed up.

True to his word, he did bring you a towel along with a whole bag of clothes he had packed for the trip. Figuring it’d be a waste to dry your hair—you’d be on the water soon again any way—you settled for patting down the rest of your body and changed into extra clothes.

After Tyler managed to coerce you into putting on sun block (he was strict about it, likely leftover from his swimming days, while you tended to be lazy about it), it was back to lake where each of you set off in a kayak.

And even though he had won the bet earlier, he took mercy and neither of you had to row in the garish orange kayak; a mercy on both pairs of eyes, to be sure.

The sun turned sweltering before it had even reached its highest point, the heat feeling like pin pricks all over your body. The water definitely helped. Between kayaking, swimming, and even a brief diving contest off the end of the dock, you kept cool enough.

Enjoying a late lunch under the shade of a large tree, you felt the pull of an after-lunch nap calling your name.

Tyler noticed the way your eyelids drooped and laid down on the blanket and pulled you into his chest. “Nap time?”

Utterly content, you nodded languidly.

“Alright then, let’s nap.” He pressed a soft kiss into your hair. “Thanks for letting me drag you here. This is perfect...”

The was the last words you heard as the summer heat, filling lunch, and buzz of cicadas lulled you to sleep.

_______________

We could all use a summer day like this. I’m contemplating writing more based on the other boys’ preferences too, but we’ll see. Hopefully this one was enjoyable! 

[pixie-mask]

[1] [2] (Hackearney) Pokémon AU pt3

Okay this is the very last part as I’m still trying to figure this out. Despite having at least 7 other wips. As of this I believe that the Hacketts will have a big hand in the plot. Currently stand at 40% on that thought

Also everyone in the Hackett family has at least one ghost type Pokemon as ghost type are their signature type 

Hacketts

Chris

Counselor and considered the next head of the family, Travis having been passed over. He’s nearly on the same footing as his parents. When unable to debate them down he tries to make sure they at least lessen their actions somewhat. 

Aegislash; Presented as a Doublade to Chris when he was decided to be the next head of the house, Chris was then given a Dusk stone to evolve Doublade into Aegislash to show his acceptance of the role.

Falinks; Chosen for the whole Hackett motto of family being the most important thing in the world and how I imagine Chris likes his campers and counselors to act together.

Samurott; I gave this to Chris for not only strong appearance of it but also for the authority and underlying anger that I think is Chris manages to hide from others. It’s not known for it anger but is known for being intimidating.

Aipom; Chosen for the general funny-goofiness of this Pokemon which I think can apply well to Chris.

Tropius (shiny); This one chosen fully from the perspective of Chris being head of the summer camp and the fact that Tropius produces fruit that is known to be popular with kids. 

Constance

Constance still has her typical personality but it’s emboldened by having her specific Pokemon around her. She has no qualms for using Pokemon as she sees fit, though her personal ones she treats very kindly. Same goes for some of the family member’s Pokemon.

Gengar; Captured Gengar while she and Jedediah were dating. Her stubborn, forceful and unflinching personality won Gengar over. Gengar is happy to be out by Constance’s side but is equally happy to go about playing tricks and spying on people she doesn’t like.

Kommo-o; Let out and sometimes kept out when Constance is on a disciplinary roll. She has and will use Kommo-o as a way to make her point or punish.

Slowking (Galarian); Constance makes me think of the shelder in this transformation with her slowly taking over and controlling everyone’s lives.

Kaylee

Kaylee is slightly less confined. While she hasn’t left “New York” she isn’t restricted to North Kill. Would like to journey further out and get a good grasp of what she wants to do.

Froslass; Wanted and went about getting her own Froslass after learning that her mother had a Froslass of her own.

Cinccino (shiny); One of Kaylee’s first Pokemon that she’s kept though a few contests. Cinccino is a comfort to her and she often ends up cuddling with Cinccino when she’s upset or sleepy.

Chikorita; A very recent addition to Kaylee’s team that she’s hoping with be a key part of her team once she can leave New York for real. Very mischevious and to playful to follow commands.

Lapras; One of Kaylee’s favorite things to do is relax on the lake(s) on Lapras’ back. She bought diving equipment so that she and Lapras can dive beneath the water as well.

Caleb

I don’t know much to do with Caleb. In this AU I made him more a stoic and loner like type and as such secluded to him to a single Pokemon

Decidueye; Caleb and Decidueye have a similar personality though Caleb can handle surprises a bit better. Decidueye is always out and pretty much Caleb’s best friend.

Bobby

Bobby also hasn’t changed much for this AU.

Golurk; Golurk is rumored to have been ordered to protect people who made it and I think that matches up to Bobby. Plus their large size makes them good for doing repairs and other heavy related work.

Gogoat; Thought Bobby could use a Pokemon that’s empathetic to talk to. It feels like he doesn’t sometimes understand much about what’s happening, so having a Pokemon to talk to I think would be good for him.

Jedediah

Jedediah also hasn’t changed for this AU.

Aegislash (shiny); Presented to him by his father and so he did present Chris his own Aegislash. Aegislash is always out by Jedediah’s side to some degree.

And that’s every one and everything character wise for this AU.

[god-fucking-dammit-mizutani]

Just This Once - Chapter 3

Word count: ~3900 | Chapter Title: Saturday Afternoon Part: 3/? Chapter Summary: Taichi's day, somehow, gets worse.

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If it were possible, Taichi would have the sun put on trial for false advertisement.

If it were possible, Taichi would have the sun put on trial for false advertisement.

All morning it had been gliding along the short waves, glinting right back into his eyes and goading him into a swim. By noon Taichi had been sold, trading in his clothes for a pair of swim trunks, ready to escape the all encompassing humidity that had risen along with the sun. Heat had even sunk into the wooden planks along the dock, nipping at Taichi’s heels as he took a running dive straight—

Into ice water.

From his vantage point still up on the dock, Kousuke barks out a laugh just as Taichi breaches the surface, shaking water from his hair. He doesn’t remember there being a breeze before he’d taken the clandestine leap, but it cuts past his cheeks now, burning from the new found cold and—less admittedly—embarrassment.

“A little warning would have been nice,” Taichi grouses. His glare is undermined by the chattering of his teeth.

Kousuke sways at the end of the dock, the edges of his lips tilting upward. “This is your warning to move,” he gives to Taichi before walking several paces back. Taichi barely has any time to flounder out of the way before Kousuke takes off sprinting towards the edge of the dock, tucking his legs up into a cannonball mid-jump. Water splashes up all around him from the impact and right into Taichi’s eyes. If he didn’t know any better, he’d say Kousuke planned it.

Taichi isn't completely ruling it out, though.

“Not what I meant.”

Kousuke grins. “Bet you can’t make a bigger splash.”

“You’re on.”

Taichi calls mercy just a little after the sun has begun to dip towards the cabin behind them, taking the temperature down along with it. Under the water feels more like a bath now that his body has adjusted, and Taichi thinks that’s reason enough to never, ever leave it again.

Well, other than his splendid swan dive transforming into a surprise belly flop. He’s certain Kousuke must still be cackling over it somewhere down below the surface and Taichi isn’t above hoping he swallows just enough lake water to be unpleasant.

On the shore, Taichi catches Keiko waving at him where she’s since pulled up a beach chair. A novel lays abandoned in the sand beside her. Taichi does his best to return the wave while staying afloat.

Up on the deck Kae and Masami have come out to keep Grandma company. Over their heads the umbrella in the center of the table has been opened. Koushirou, he realizes, must have snuck back inside at some point during their diving contest. Taichi tries not to feel disappointed about it. Koushirou’s already been privy to most of his Worst Moments and Greatest Disasters over the tenure of their friendship. It’s not exactly a list he’s particularly eager to build on any further. So, really, it’s a good thing.

Taichi scrunches his face as he counts every head again. If he counts himself and Kousuke then— “Isn’t there someone missing?”

Kousuke breaches the surface a few feet on, gasping from holding his breath for so long.

“Where’s your, uhm—” Taichi starts as soon as Kousuke swims in his general direction. He hesitates, trying to recall something he might have missed. Koushirou hadn’t been particularly forthcoming with the pronouns, and Taichi isn’t quite sure if that was calculative or not. He settles on, “Partner?”

Kousuke’s face falls immediately, his expression souring. Taichi’s surprised that he can even tell. He lets out a long huff, dropping his head just low enough beneath the surface that Taichi has to ask him to repeat. “Something came up with work,” Kousuke grumbles a little more clearly.

Taichi snorts. He makes it sound like a choice, rather than a responsibility. Oh, youth.

“Aren’t you in high school?”

“We are,” Kousuke says, averting his eyes from Taichi towards the shore. “Just— family stuff.”

“I see.” He doesn’t. Not really. But one thing Taichi’s learned over the years is when to let a subject go. Or, well, he’s trying. Sora would probably say that’s what really matters. “Sounds, uh, tough.”

“Yeah.” For a second they just tread water in silence before Kousuke adds, “I guess you of all people probably get it.” He swishes his mouth about into a wry, half-smile, eyes still locked in the general direction of the cabin. “But at least he meets you halfway.”

Taichi got lost somewhere. “Who?”

But he doesn’t get his answer as Kousuke dives back under the surface, kicking some of the water back in Taichi’s general direction on his way. He’s pretty sure that it’s extra probably on purpose this time. Little shit. Taichi just barely shields his face with his forearm in time.

“Don’t go past the buoys!” Keiko calls out as Kousuke emerges just on the other side of them, tsk ing as he lifts the rope up and over his head until he's technically back on the right side. Taichi turns back to see Keiko sinking contentedly into her chair.

She isn’t the only one on the beach anymore, Taichi notices. His stomach still stings where it had made contact with the water barely half an hour ago, but there’s a pleasant fluttering as well as he spots the little tuft of red hair poking over the top of a laptop. Koushirou has made camp at the single picnic bench, just between the lawn and the lip of the beach. He hasn’t noticed Taichi, at least not since he’s noticed, and he really, really hates that his first instinct is to get out and sit with him.

Instead Taichi sucks in a long breath and plunges back under the surface. Underneath is murky; any bit of sunlight penetrating through is just enough to illuminate specks of sand and dust skittering all around. Some of it glitters. Maybe if Taichi were in a better place, he might think it was pretty. Or poetic. Or something.

His chest just feels tight.

"Working?"

Koushirou starts at the sound of his voice, eyes slowly peeling off the laptop screen to look over at Taichi instead.

Taichi keeps to a respectful distance, toweling off his hair to aid the sun in drying it faster.

"No," Koushirou answers after a minute. His gaze darts back towards the screen, as if double checking himself. "Just emailing."

Taichi feels half of his mouth pull back. "What? Like for fun?"

Koushirou hums, his attention back on the letter now.

He can probably guess the recipient but Taichi still asks, "Who?"

"My American friend," is exactly who he expected.

"Right." Taichi wiggles his toes in the grass. It feels oddly like plastic, grating against the sand still clinging to his feet. He doesn't find it very pleasant. "What's he on now? Like his fifth doctorate?"

"Be nice."

"So, his sixth?"

Koushirou snorts. "Still only the three."

"Only the three," Taichi parrots. It sounds like they should be talking about how many pets he's got around the house, or parking tickets under his belt. Not advanced degrees.

Feeling sufficiently dry, Taichi slides onto the bench beside Koushirou. Without looking at him the other wonders, "Did you enjoy your swim?"

"Yeah. Most of it." His stomach stings at the reminder of his final dive into the lake. He doesn't elaborate even as Koushirou furrows his brows at the screen. Taichi watches him for a moment. "Tell him I said hi."

Koushirou's fingers hesitate on the keys. "Will do."

Taichi doesn't push it. He has no idea if Koushirou's ever mentioned him to his long distance penpal, even in all of the years Taichi's known of him. He must have. Maybe. In vague passing at the very least. They're best friends after all. Nearly inseparable at times. There must have been one instance of, "Listen to this dumb thing my friend did."

He folds the towel around his arms and uses it to cushion his chin as he leans over the tabletop. Sunlight dips between the miniscule waves born from the several boats treading their way back home in the distance. Even with Kousuke still splashing around, it all looks very peaceful. Taichi wishes his mood could match the atmosphere.

Taichi buries his head into the fabric, swallowing back a groan. It’s not that he thinks Koushriou would snub him— not on purpose, anyway. Mostly, Taichi just lacks confidence. Sure, he’s maybe helped save the world half a dozen times, but he doesn’t think Koushirou would find that very impressive since he’d been there, too, with a front row seat to most of Taichi’s tribulations.

He rolls his head over to stare up at Koushirou, still focused on his virtual conversation. Under the attention of the sun, his hair looks all the more vibrant and Taichi wonders what he’s done to keep someone like Koushirou around for so long.

"Don’t drip on the carpet!"

Taichi turns at the sound of Keiko's voice from the other end of the small beach.

"Yeah, yeah," Kousuke calls back to his mom, trudging up the lawn toward the cabin. He catches Taichi's gaze just as he’s about to pass by their table, his lips pulling back into a grin. "Need an ice pack?"

"Are you feeling sick?" Koushirou asks softly. Taichi frowns.

"No?"

Kousuke shrugs. "Just figured you might still be hurting from that glorious belly flop."

Color drains from his face as Kousuke rushes up the steps and right into the cabin, the screen door snapping shut on his heels. On the porch Kae startles at the unexpected sound.

Taichi makes a face. He's probably dripping all over the carpet.

"Does your stomach hurt?" Taichi turns to catch Koushirou's concerned stare. What color he had lost just a moment ago returns to his cheeks vigorously.

Instead of answering, Taichi lets out a short laugh. "Kids these days, huh?"

Koushirou wrinkles his brows. "You aren't particularly advanced in age."

“I’m getting up there,” Taichi hums. He leans forward again onto the pillow he fashioned from his towel. Overhead the sun bares down on his neck, heavy and hot. As the thought comes to him, Taichi presses his grin into the fabric. “But on the bright side maybe I’ll finally have a chance with Grandma.”

Koushirou chokes. On air, Taichi presumes. "Are you insinuating my grandmother is your type?"

"Oh, I think I more than just insinuated it." Taichi turns his grin up at him then, long and toothy and Koushirou can’t seem to tame his own.

"I'll inform you if she expresses the desire to remarry."

"Yeah, do that."

Taichi can faintly hear Masami's firm and distinctive voice somewhere over his shoulder. Loons cry and birds chirp somewhere out along the distance, and beside him the ever faithful click click clacking of Koushirou’s fingers against his keyboard fills in the quiet. It's almost like a lullaby. On their own accord, Taichi’s eyes droop close.

"You're probably the only people in the whole world who still email for fun," he murmurs.

He feels as much as he hears Koushirou halt. Taichi can easily imagine the perplexed frown hanging on his lips. "That's wholly untrue."

"I don't know," Taichi lilts. A soft breeze passes over them, fluttering through his bangs.

"We've sent emails before."

"Yeah," Taichi snorts, "like ages ago. You might actually be the last person I ever wrote an email to. Outside of a professor." Koushirou hums distantly. When he doesn’t say anything further Taichi wonders, "What are you doing?"

"Looking for an email."

"A non-work email?” Koushirou makes another distracted sound, letting Taichi know he’s heard him but isn’t quite listening anymore. “It has to be for fun,” Taichi adds anyway. “And if you go back to 2010 that’s cheating.”

“Mimi,” is the absolute last name Taichi expects to hear.

He blinks his eyes open and squints suspiciously at his best friend. "When did you start telling such blatant lies, Izumi."

"It's not a lie," Koushirou huffs, looking back down at him. He presses a finger to the screen Taichi can't even see with the most absolute confidence. "It's right here."

Taichi already believes him, but he still asks, "From this century?"

"Yes."

Taichi pops up to get his own look at the email. Koushirou scoots over minutely to accommodate him closer, but Taichi still needs to rest a hand on his shoulder to get a more comfortable look as he leans over, using his free hand to rub at his eyes. When they finally adjust to the brightness of the screen, Taichi scans the message, mouthing along as he reads all the colorful fonts. There’s an unhealthy array of emojis breaking up every other word that makes his head hurt.

"A chain letter," he scoffs. "She sent you a chain letter."

"Yes," Koushirou agrees, “which she sent for fun." He scrolls back up to the top and taps the section where the sent date is displayed. "Less than a year ago."

"Well," Taichi smacks his lips. “Now that you opened you gotta send it on to ten people or else you’re cursed.” He can’t contain the jocular grin pulling up his lips as he adds, “Hope you got ten email buddies.”

"I'll manage," Koushirou tells him. His wry smile when he rounds it on Taichi is so very, very cute. And so very, very close. Like too close. Koushirou’s eyes look bright where they catch the sun and for a very long moment Taichi honestly can’t remember what it’s like to breathe.

An elbow to the side of his stomach cures Taichi of that rather swiftly, aided only by a sharp dig into his shoulder. When he snaps, "Hey!" it’s more out of surprise than actual affront.

Koushirou has managed a small distance between them while still seated on the bench, his jaw slack and eyes larger than Taichi’s ever known them.

Taichi stares back. Both his side and shoulder ache and he can’t seem to make up his mind on which is worth nursing first, so he just leaves the hand that had been perched on Koushirou’s shoulder hanging in the air. Slowly Taichi offers an habitual, “I’m sorry?” even though he’s not entirely sure he did anything wrong this time.

"You boys alright?" Keiko calls out to them from across the beach. Taichi doesn't know what to say. Even if he did, he's not sure he can get his mouth to work any more than it already has. A first.

"I—" Koushirou starts. His eyes dart from Taichi, to somewhere over his shoulder, then back again. Finally he manages a rather composed sounding, "Yes," but Taichi knows this time it’s a lie. He also knows it's not meant for him.

Keiko doesn't ask any further. At least not that Taichi hears. Blood rushes about between his ears and all he can do is stare as Koushirou frantically snaps his laptop closed and shoves it into a bag on the table.

"I'm sorry," Koushirou offers to him, head down. "You were just—" he zips up the bag and throws it over his shoulder, mouth pressed into a thin line. He finally decides on, "Cold."

Another lie, Taichi thinks. He certainly doesn’t feel cold anymore. Not on the outside. Still he mutters, “Sorry.”

Koushirou sends him a wobbly smile. "Don't be. It's not— you're fine."

And then he’s gone.

Taichi controls his gaze onto the table top. The paint is so weathered it’s barely even there anymore, just scratches of green still clinging to the ashened wood. He stays there for a while, just waiting for his head to stop spinning.

"Everything alright?" Keiko asks him, lifting her sunglasses up high enough to look directly at Taichi as he hobbles down towards the shore with his towel tucked under his arm a short while later. She motions for him to come closer and Taichi meets her halfway.

"Uh, yeah," he lies.

Taichi snaps his towel outwards and quickly lowers it down to the sand. The farther corners fold up and crinkle, inviting little grains to decorate the end of the fabric. He frowns but only bothers to pull the edges down flat. What's more dirt?

"It was just—" Taichi looks over to her when he finishes smoothing out the towel, almost like she might have an answer. Keiko just stares at him, still waiting for one herself. Under the shade of her giant beach umbrella, her blue eyes look only brighter. Taichi plops down onto the center of his towel. He doesn't really know what to say when he still isn't really sure what happened. He looks out to the far end of the lake. "Got him wet," he settles on. "Near his computer. You know."

Keiko clicks her tongue. "Oh, yes. I know."

Satisfied, she reaches over the arm of her chair and plucks up the novel she had left abandoned most of the afternoon. Her glasses slide easily back over her eyes and Taichi wonders if she can read anything like that. He flops onto his back and flings one of his arms over his eyes to keep the sun out of them. He should really start remembering to keep his own sunglasses on hand. He can’t remember if he even packed a pair. Maybe they're in his glove compartment. He’ll have to check later. And then probably get the keys from Koushirou, so he can finally lock his car.

If he musters up the courage to talk to him again at all this week, of course.

Taichi smacks both of his hands over his eyes, frustrated. He hates not knowing what he did wrong. Worse, he hates not knowing what it is with Koushirou. It feels unnatural. All his mind supplies is that he was touching his shoulder and Taichi’s almost absolutely certain he’s done that more than a few thousand times— so why?

Shame feels a lot heavier than fatigue. Taichi tries to let his muscles relax with a few long breaths in and out of his mouth, the way he’d learned sitting in on Hikari practicing yoga in the living room a few times. It just barely loosens the anxiety clamoring about in his chest, but the familiar touch of the sun sinks into his skin and it almost feels like enough. He tries not to think about it anymore.

It doesn't work.

But somewhere along the line, Taichi falls asleep. He only knows it when he wakes up to the distinctive sound of metal digging into the sand, and Grandma's soft voice melting in with the waves as they lap at the shore. At some point he comes to again, this time upon hearing his own name as Masami wonders if they should wake him. Taichi thinks to tell him then that he is awake, but his arm is heavy over his eyes and the sun is finally playing nice, so with very little effort at all Taichi falls right back into his late afternoon doze. He thinks Kousuke yells something from the deck, his only sign the slamming of the screen door again, and Keiko calling something back to him, but it fades somewhere into a blurry dream he doesn't quite remember.

When he does finally feel himself actually waking up with no chance of drifting back under, there is only silence on the beach. He flings his arms over and drops it over the sand just outside of the towel. Even though the sun's glare has significantly lessened, Taichi still feels the light burning his now sensitive eyes. He squints where he had last seen Keiko and sure enough the only sign any one had ever been there is the same beach chair, now joined with a matching pair, and a tightly closed umbrella still harpooned into the ground. There's no novel or sunglasses left behind.

A second towel he doesn't remember owning slips down into his lap as Taichi crunches into a sitting position.

"Grandma wanted to make certain you didn’t burn," a familiar voice informs him. Taichi looks up the other way just as Koushirou plods through the sand and plops down a short distance from his towel. He reaches through the space between them, proffering up a water bottle. Condensation drips off the plastic and leaves dark stains along the sand. "I brought you water."

Taichi has to lean a little bit over in order to grab the other end. He wastes no time in uncapping it and gulping down as much as possible while still managing to—just barely—breathe. Under his fingers the plastic crumples and pop. When he drops it onto the towel, it's entirely misshapen and practically empty. Taichi remembers to say in between a gasp of air, "Thanks."

Koushirou's eyes are on the farshore and Taichi wonders if the distance between them might be on purpose. He frowns. Hopefully it isn't anything permanent. He focuses his own eyesight onto the curl of red hair by Koushirou's ear. In the distance he can still make out the hue of orange catching on the clouds that dip below the treelines.

Taichi wishes he knew what Koushirou was thinking. Sometimes, he thinks he knows his best friend better than Taichi knows himself. Times like now, he isn't quite as sure. Maybe he knows nothing. Taichi clutches his arm around his stomach as it churns with a now all too familiar sense of queasiness.

"Oh," Koushirou begins, turning to tell him, "Mom says dinner will be ready soon."  Immediately his eyes flicker down towards Taichi’s midsection before swiftly averting back towards the lake. Taichi can't tell if it's the shadow of the sun setting, or if his ears have flushed red. "Do you need," he stumbles for a moment and finally manages in a small voice, "an ice pack?"

Taichi thinks about it for a second, lowering his own gaze down to his arm. Any pain in his shoulder has since subsided with his nap. His stomach still hurts, but he suspects most of the pain is from nerves rather than the multiple wallops it’s sustained over the course of the afternoon. Taichi doesn’t think they make ice packs that can help with a bruised ego so he finally declines.

Koushirou hums. Taichi watches his fingers dig into the beach at his side. "At least stay hydrated tonight."

"Okay, mom," Taichi snorts. After a lifetime of soccer and spontaneous adventures, he absolutely does not need the reminder. But he reaches for the abandoned water bottle anyway and finishes what little he had left in a single gulp. Sand has somehow crawled it's way up the edges when Taichi hadn't been watching and it leaves his hands feeling grainy.

It's almost enough of a salve when Koushirou turns back to him with a soft smile, the sort he's always offered Taichi before. It eases something inside his chest. Maybe, he thinks, they'll be just fine, actually. Taichi returns the smile.

"We should go in," Koushirou presses, softly.

"Yeah, yeah. Right." Any bit of relief he had found drains out of his system completely. Taichi feels grimy, caked in lake water and sand. Sitting at the center of attention around a table of half-strangers while feeling his worst both inside and out sounds like a recipe for an absolutely terrible time. "Do you think I have time to hop in the shower first?"

"Only if you're expeditious." Koushirou's lips curl up further as he tacks on, "Grandpa."

Taichi kicks sand into his lap.

[warrioreowynofrohan]

Christian Themes and Symbolism in Brandon Sanderson’s Works

I think Sanderson’s works have some strong Christian elements, particularly the central theme of Warbreaker and a particular piece of symbolism in The Stormlight Archive.

Warbreaker

If I had to sum up the core theme of Warbreaker, it would be They that exalt themselves shall humbled, and they that humble themselves shall be exalted. Ironically, it’s also the core belief of the society that Vivenna and Siri live in, but that’s deconstructed and inverted. In their culture, a person should be little-noticed, unobtrusuve, avoid bright colours; Siri’s exuberance and love of colour incite disapproval, while Vivenna’s responsibility and adherence to custom are admired. This, however, is a shallow understanding of what consitutes pride and humility, and the narrative rapidly tears it apart. Siri openly recognizes that she doesn’t know what she’s getting into, is open to new ideas and a new culture, actively endeavours to learn and try her best, and empathizes with others, and as a result - and despite mistakes - achieves things her sister would have utterly failed at. Vivenna sets out on her mission out of pride, the need to be important and essential; she is blinkered, self-righteous, judgemental, continually overestimates how much she knows about her situation, and gets very badly hammered by the narrative for most of the story until she learns humility. The difference between pride and humility isn’t about colour or Breath or power or social status - several characters of extremely high status are humble in that they recognize their own failings and lack of knowledge - it’s about attitude towards oneself and others.

And in this way the book is also a very strong and deliberate anti-fundamentalist statement. Vivenna, who thought she was the example of humility in avoiding bright colour and ostentation, is the example of pride in her certainty of moral rightness, and is humbled. Siri, whose countrymen saw her as an example of pride in her rebellious love of colour and beauty, is the example of humility is recognizing how much she doesn’t know, being willing to learn, and empathizing with and seeking the good of others, and is raised up.

The Stormlight Archive - Oathbringer

I feel a little awkward about this one, because when I first read the passage I’m going to discuss I found the symbolism obvious on a practically CS Lewis level, but the one time I suggested it in fandom the response was basically “...well, that certainly is a thing someone could think.” But to me the symbolism still seems very strong.

The chapter “Loopholes” in Oathbringer stands out because it’s a bit of an anticlimax. The Skybreakers’ training started out with being told to kill someone and now lesson two is...paintball? A gentler form of paintball, even, since it’s just balls of colourful chalk being thrown and it doesn’t hurt. It seems a little uncharacteristic of this rather harsh order. And Szeth isn’t really doing anything we haven’t seen before, in terms of powers. It’s an enjoyable chapter in its own right; but I think the themes and symbolism within it, and their relationship to the wider story in Oathbringer, are what make it really important.

The contest is: the students throw the balls of chalk at each other, use their powers to fly and dodge, and the person with the least marks on them at the end wins. Szeth is practised in using his powers, and does well from the start. And on top of that, he’s actually having fun. For the first time in a very, very long time, he’s happy. And then, the second he realizes this, he feels guilty:

He had left tears, blood, and terror in his wake like a personal seal. He had destroyed monarchies, families - innocent and guilty alike. He could not be happy. He was only a tool of retribution. Not redemption, for he dared not believe in such.

And, immediately after he thinks this, he gets hit for the first time. He keeps on, not letting himself enjoy it any longer, but at the end he gets hit with a pile of the chalk balls. It seems he’s lost.

But. He dives into the waters of the Purelake where they have been practising, swims underwater, and returns to the judges. He no longer has any marks on them; the water has washed them away. And so he wins.

Now. It is impossible for me not to see this as a rather blatant metaphor of baptism and redemption. Both the fact that he picks up the first stains right after he decides that redemption is impossible for him, and the washing away of his stains in the water, emerging clean again. (The name of the Purelake doesn’t hurt the synbolism argument either. And the name of the previous chapter, in reference to the lake, is “Water Warm as Blood”.) Moreover, this symbolism describes the core message of Oathbringer: that no one is beyond redemption, and that the difference between the heroes and villains in the book is not what they have done in the past (how many stains they pick up), but whether they are willing to repent and to be redeemed (washed clean).

The heart of the entire book is summed up in this one chapter. And it’s one of my favourite chapters in the entire series.

[achubbydumpling]

Inflated cushion launcher & Cannonball contest

Get Beached: A little extra

Rating: Teen and Up Words: 992 Relationship: Gen Additional Tags: Weight Gain, Fat Appreciation, Fluff

(This is in the same AU as "Tubing & Sitting on the dock", but you can read them separately. Another fluffy chubby!avengers ficlet, because they deserve so much happiness.)

There had been planning, heated negotiations and strategic discussions. Tony had come up with the grading system, while Bruce dedicated himself to figuring out a way that the Hulk could participate as well. Finally, Thor had been in charge of making sure that every cloud or storm would steer clear of this particular lake today.

Clint had jumped in with some suggestions about using the breeze on the water to their advantage. Natasha had made fun of them the entire time, but still stayed to listen and keep the planning on track. Bucky had suggested they steal some parachute fabric to make their own inflated cushion launcher, that might even be able to withstand the Hulk’s weight. That had been the point where Steve had finally stepped in.

“Enough talk.” Steve pushed himself to his feet with a start. "If we don't get going now, I don’t think we’ll make it to the lake at all.”

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Everyone turned to Steve when he spoke even though the Avengers had been officially disbanded for a year by now. They were still looking up to Steve. He had a commanding presence in his own right, but it’s only improved since he added the beer gut to his figure. Taking up the room physically as well.

Half of the Avengers nodded, while the others mumbled “Captain” under their breath. With one command from Steve everyone was ready to go down to the lake within the next five minutes.

Of course, the peace and quiet didn’t last for long.

“We need a way to figure out who should launch who. The heaviest person would probably be best.” Tony contemplated.

“Cannonball contest?” Clint asked and everyone agreed enthusiastically.

“But the launcher—for lack of a better term—might want to get some airtime as well.”

“We could use two people to launch them.” Thor suggested, but Bruce interrupted again with his idea.

“Hulk could—” Everyone else groaned and shouted “No!”

Steve could see that Bruce just wanted to feel useful beyond his brain and ideas as Banner. When he needed to get anything physical done, he’d mostly let the Hulk take over.

“Using the Hulk is cheating!” Tony said, exasperated.

“Isn’t the point of all of this to find out who’s the heaviest and can therefore launch us the highest?” Bruce tried to assert himself again. Steve was about to interject, but Bruce’s stubborn expression made Steve let this play out a bit longer.

“Hulk weighs what? Half a ton? No way that flimsy thing can withstand him. No Hulk.” Bruce geared up to argue with Tony. He crossed his arms over his soft chest, but when he noticed how huge his moobs looked pushed up like this, he was distracted by the wave of embarrassment that swept over him.

He let himself fall behind a bit, clearly stunned by how unfamiliar his body suddenly was to him. Tony spearheaded the walk to the lake. Steve also let himself fall behind to finally talk to Bruce one-on-one.

“Hey.” He smiled at Bruce, who was still distracted by his spiralling thoughts. Steve leaned over and whispered loudly.

“Who do you think will win? I bet it’ll be Thor. Though he’s had a leg up on the other because he was already fifty pounds heavier before we even retired. Though Bucky sure is giving him a good run for his money.” That snapped Bruce out of his own head.

“Wait, you noticed—” Steve couldn’t help, but chuckle at Bruce’s surprise.

“Hard not to. I think collectively we’ve gained a quarter ton over the last year.” Bruce blushed and sputtered.

“It’s not that much.” Steve didn’t acknowledge Bruce trying to downplay their weight gain, puffing out his chest and straightening up.

“The world can finally see that I take good care of my team, no?” Bruce ducked his head, flustered by how proud Steve sounded. Insecurity long forgotten.

“Yeah.”

“And I think you’ll have a good chance of winning, even without Hulk’s help.” Steve winked and gave Bruce’s soft belly a pat.

+++

The sun was still high in the sky when they arrived at the lake. Most people were hiding in the shade to get out of the oppressive heat, which left the diving board platform and inflatable cushion in the middle of the lake empty. Bucky and Thor were bouncing off each other like boys and ran into the lake before anyone else. They made it a competition to see who got to the platform the fastest.

Natasha broke up Tony and Bruce’s conversation and needled them into racing her as well. Most people would assume that her pronounced pear-shape would make her a slow swimmer, but her impeccable form and technique made more than up for it.

Clint hung back and waited for Steve to catch up. He asked what had been going on with Bruce, while they swam out to the platform. Bucky and Thor had long forgotten about the cannonball contest and just jumped straight to launching each other of the inflated cushion. Tony tried to reign them back in, but they just ignored him. Bruce pushed him towards the second diving tower on the floating platform to keep him from working himself up and got the cannonball contest on the way without the other two.

Clint jerked his head over to Tony and the others. “You coming?” Steve had initially meant to hang back and just let the Avengers have their fun, but he was swept up by their infectious energy.

While walking over to them Steve couldn’t help letting his eyes wander over Clint’s wider form. He looked surprisingly similar to Natasha, even his moobs rivalled her breasts in size. His wide hips swayed with every step and his thick love handles jiggled with every step.

A short shout by Steve for Bucky and Thor had them scrambling out of the water. Well, as fast as you could expect two obese guys to scramble anywhere.

[same-snake-different-skin]

this is not my idea btw xD how would the bois react to us being a mythical creature headcannons?(Illy is gonna go feral i can tell omg)

I hope you've realised that you've released the beast.

And it wasn't your idea? That is a first ansnsnknh, also each boi will just have a specific one bc I'm lazy and incoherent and ill so yeet

Dark

At first he's just like "what the actual fuck?" but as he figures it out he's like "oh, so you're a mythical creature? Well, you're not so mythical now."

You met when he decided to go out on a walk once, and he saw a light and went towards it.

You were there, obviously, perched in the branch of a tree, and you both freeze upon seeing each other.

Next thing Dark knows, there's a talon around his torso and he's up in the air.

He takes a moment to figure out what you are, but when he does, he freaks out slightly, because oh fuck, he's midair, and probably about to fall to his death.

Not that it hasn't happened before.

When you realise that he's not even struggling, you stop, midair, and just hover there, staring at him in confusion.

He's not even scared?

You decide to fly down and just put him back down, and when you do, he's immediately circling you, curious.

"You're absolutely stunning."

And then you reveal to him that you're human, too.

He's taken aback, but not too much.

Consider him hooked.

For now, let just assume that you're a Phoenix, reborn from the ashes of those once lost.

He would understand that.

Dark would know what it's like to die and then come back again, right? Of course he would.

He finds comfort in knowing that he's not the only one who had to suffer something like that.

So. Much. Respect.

Seriously this boy has so much respect for you, and not just because you could incinerate him within seconds.

His body is kinda cold all the time, for reasons, and you're literally a loving heater so he probably cuddles you more often than not. Don't tell the others that, though.

He. Loves. Your. Wings.

If it weren't for the fact that they were too hot to touch, he'd run his hands through the feathers.

On the occasion that you do just decide to go full Phoenix, he's in awe.

Literally, you're a giant flaming bird, you're immortal, and you could set fire to anything at any given moment, if you wanted too.

He's even a little bit scared, though he knows you wouldn't hurt him.

He hopes.

Yancy

He'd always wondered why there was a giant block of the prison that nobody but Murderslaughter was allowed in.

So, one night he snuck in, only to be met by a torrent of water.

He dives behind a pillar, and then pokes his head out, to see two glowing eyes, burning blue, peering out at him from the dark.

And then he panics, because WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT?

Help him.

When he calms down, he looks out again, and slowly steps from behind the pillar, and forwards, into...water?

The following growl would scare the living daylights out of him, because he can't see a thing but the eyes, which are following his every movement.

He fumbles around for a light switch and finally finds one and turns it one.

The space illuminates, and yep, there you are. An absolutely furious Sea Serpent of some type, absolutely furious. Not to mention you're chained up.

Yancy freezes, and then you realise that oh shit he's not gonna hurt me

And so you calm down, and instead of growling, make a noise that sounds like soft clicking.

He sees the chains, and frowns, obviously confused, and sets to work on picking the locks that hold them in place.

You calmly watch him while he works, admittedly admiring him.

He's very cute

When the chains are finally loose, you shake them off, and curl around Yancy, looking into his eyes. He looks a bit scared, but then you're suddenly human, with your arms around him.

He's shook.

Help him.

He helps sneak you out of the prison, and then you come back every third Sunday for visitation.

He's in love. Help him.

The poor baby is absolutely smitten with you.

Please just kiss him.

And so you do.

You're both instantly deemed cutest couple by all the inmates.

You may or may not have decided to get arrested just so you could be with him all the time oops

He's honoured that such an amazing being like you would want to stay with him.

Sometimes you'll both sneak out of prison and you'll take him down to the nearest body of water, which is a very large and secluded lake.

He loves to just admire you while you play about in the water, chirping happily.

Let. Him. Stroke. Your. Scales.

It'll make him happy.

Illinois

He's on an adventure, the usual, but this time he'd ventured into a mountain range and he'd found a 'temple' type place.

Illy, being the idiot he is, went in, taking now notice of the scorch marks on the walls and floor.

Then he sees the diamond on a pedestal. He can't help but dive forwards to get it, and then a cage drops down on him, and a h u g e shadow covers the ground.

He can hear wing beats, but he's a little too scared to look.

Then there's a thump, as something hits the ground. Then the cage is being lifted. And then there's a hot gust of air around him, and he finally peeks, finding himself eye to eye with a dragon.

Well, fuck.

He kinda just stares, and you stare back.

Staring contest to assert dominance? Yup.

You win, obviously, and he hold the diamond out, admittedly too scared to try and keep it.

However, you're much more mesmerized by the guy in front of you.

Illy can't help but notice that your hide is littered with scars, and he assumes that other people have found you before, and obviously knew about you.

He scowls slightly at that, and risks moving closer. You jerk backwards, roaring, and he's on the ground, having stumbled backwards.

He's not one to give up though, and your eyes are way too human for you to just be a dragon. He tries again, this time mumbling that he won't hurt you, and you let him, watching his every move, barbed tail at the ready, and a blast of fire gathered, which is given away by the smoke leaking from the your bared teeth.

He keeps his word, though, and just looks at the scars, amazed.

Then he notices the skeleton in the corner of the room

No comment

He decides to hang about for a while and when you finally trust him enough, you let it be shown that, hey, he was right, you are too human just to be a dragon.

He's shocked, but instantly amazed.

"You are much more interesting than that diamond, Love."

Ah, he's flirting already.

It may be working.

Anyways, time skip.

You two are feral.

He's also pretty feral for you but that's for another time.

You've got sharp teeth and he loves that but shhh

He treats you like royalty, and you treat him like the most precious thing you've ever seen.

Which he is.

That may be the Dragon Instincts™ talking, though.

You. Go. On. Adventures. Together.

You can also fucking demolish anyone who tries to hurt you two on adventures too, so there's that.

In conclusion? Power duo.

Actor Mark

He kinda just...finds you on the manor grounds one day.

He knows a lot about mythology so he instantly figures out what you are.

What, exactly, are you?

A griffin.

The second you see him, you've got him pinned against the ground, sharp beak ready to tear him to shreds if need be.

The idiot isn't afraid, though, and he just reaches up and gently pets your feathers

You instantly just melt, and start cawing softly, which he finds adorable.

The caretaker comes across you two, and is a little bewildered to find that the resident Griffin is actually just a giant cat that craves attention.

Welp

You can bet that when h realises that you're strong enough to carry his weight, he'll want a ride.

Not. Like. That.

He just wants to see the world from above.

Seriously why would anyone say no?

He's absolutely ecstatic when he finds that you're human as well.

Cue him giving you all sorts of gifts.

You name it, he'll get it.

He knows that Griffins have a thing for hoarding things and he's all to happy to cater to that.

Even though you tell him not too.

He does it anyway.

Expect a lot of pampering.

He. Loves. You.

Love him, please.

First kiss? Probably after he gave you something a little too valuable.

At first you were a little annoyed but eventually you just gave in and kissed him senseless.

Gosh, I would do the same, if I could.

Wilford

I am running out of creatures ok.

He's just casually hopping dimensions, cause he can, and then he finds you.

At first he's like "is that a fucking fish??"

No, it's you! And you're a Siren, not a fish.

Well, half fish, half human, who can blame him.

You're sleeping and he's very lucky because if you aren't he might be dead by now.

And then the dumbass wakes you up.

Good going, Wil.

Your tail is quickly no longer a tail, and you've got him underwater before he can realise what's actually going on.

Cue Wilford pulling out his gun.

You shriek, and swim down before he can fire it.

Wil. You scared them.

You come back up soon enough, having decided that he's not worth the risk.

He's sat at the edge of the lake, and he sees you come up a few metres away

He waves, and you wave back to entertain him.

T i m e S k i p ?

You're now inseparable. Wilford literally forced the other egos to help him install a giant pool, as lake-like as possible, for you.

Obviously you're glad.

The others are a bit confused as to why Wil decided to just...date a Siren.

Singing him to sleep? Yes. Please.

Oh, the possibilities.

Damien

At this point I've run out of creatures so kaboom you're a Peryton, a Deer with the wings of a Bird

He's just walking out in the woods one night when he sees a deer, with two blobs on it's back.

He decides to go closer to check the deer out, and upon seeing you properly, he gasps.

This causes you to look at him, and freeze like a deer in headlights (ha!)

He edges closer, slowly, making soft clicking noises as he goes.

You continue to watch, sensing that he's got no malice about him, and let him come close enough.

He's got no idea what you are, but he's amazed anyways.

He reaches out and gently begins to pet your wings.

It's very nice.

Eventually he has to leave, but you don't want him too so bam, human time.

He's. Shook.

He doesn't know how to respond.

Congrats, you've broken him.

He decides to let you stay the night at his, though.

It takes him a while to get used to you but when he does, he becomes a bean.

Absolutely adorable, Damien is.

If he ever cooks food for you both, remind him that you physically cannot eat meat.

Please, he's trying his best.

God he's so soft.

[haddonfieldhalloween]

Hiiii I just found your blog and was so exited to see you were doing match ups. If it’s not to much of a bother I would love one. I am 5’4, curvy, with blue eyes and fiery red/orange hair that goes just past my shoulders. I love to teach, learn about history, cook and read. I was a competitive archer and knife thrower for 4 years. I am afraid of the dark and have adhd and will zone out for periods of time while the weirdest of my thought trains runs off the rails 😂. Thank you so much ♥️

First things first, thank you very much for your request, and for answering me so quickly, I hope you enjoy this!!

I believe you and Jason Voorhees would make quite a match!

•   It’s hard to miss the, albeit recent, history of Camp Crystal Lake. Still, other types would have cared very little about the stories that surround the place. You however are not quite so easily satisfied, and with your interest in the past, can’t help but read up on the things that have occured there.

Because of it, or maybe against your better judgement, you feel yourself drawn to the place. Not to use it as a vacation stop, a place to spend a few hours in drunken stupor, but because there is this odd pull, like you need to be there.

•   It’s a beautiful yet haunted place and you find yourself staring out on the lake, reflecting the sky up above, and zone out, loose yourself in your thoughts.

It’s something you will do often in the future, from more of a distance, as not to worry Jason. But you are not aware of this yet, as you are not aware of the man that is observing you through the cover of the trees

•   Jason is a hard man to get close to. Not because he is a terribly cold type. but because he can not help but see you as an intruder upon the Camp. Which, technically you are, so he is not wrong in thinking so.

At first you have to rely on your wits quite a lot. Thanks to your skills with a knife, you know how to defend yourself if need arise. And who likes to teach first has to learn, so you read up on survival in the woods

You return to the camp day after day, and like one begins to take comfort in a routine, Jason becomes used to you.

•It happens very slowly at first, but then all of a sudden, and next you know you  have this giant of a man shadow you. Not as a unknown thread but as a friend, someone to keep you safe at night and someone you can protect in your ways, and most importantly, keep company.

•   It’s good for him to have someone around who knows how to cook. He can manage but there’s something comforting about a homecooked meal, it reminds him of times long past, of his mothers meals. He’s also not above helping you prepare such food. With your love for teaching and his interest you can turn him into quite the help for chopping ingrediences

•   Jason shows quiet admiration for your skills with the bow and the knife. He will never seriously fight you but he might playfully cross your knife with his machete. Or attempt to start a throwing contest by trying to hit a far tree with his weapon. If it manages to make you laugh, all the better. He likes to hear that.

•   Don’t expect romance to come about so quickly, like him getting used to you in the first place, him trusting you enough to feel like you won’t reject him will take a while. But once it has happened you can be sure to have an extremely loyal and protective partner at your side

•   Above all Jason appreaciates your silent company. There’s no need for talking when the two of you sit together, you, reading a book and him turning large chunks of tree into firefood. Whenever he turns, you are there. It’s simple and beautiful like that. He just can’t help but be self-concious, so it’s of great comfort to him knowing you are there, and you don’t expect him to prove himself in any way, be it by engaging in conversation or by being more like “normal” men

•   If nights get too dark at Camp Crystal Lake, don’t be afraid to leave a little light on. It can make you feel more secure until you are with Jason to keep you safe again.

And to him it will be a light that carries him home.

A little reminder that there is someone waiting for him, that he is no longer alone

•   Pro Tip: learn how to dive, it’ll make it easier for you to get Jason out of that darn lake later

[nautiscarader]

Billythesquid here. I should probably type it up myself instead of farming it out, but: "The Princess Commands". Adventure Time: Finn, Bubblegum, Marceline, and Huntress Wizard play a party game where they draw cards. One is the princess, the others get a random card 1-3. Princess orders a number or multiple numbers to do something, the one holding the number must obey. Every round they re-shuffle.

Holy smokes, this one took me a while to plan out. But it was also the most enticing of prompts, I hope you will find it to your liking.

Finn/Harem, very much E

(Ao3)

- I have never heard about this game! - Finn exclaimed, eagerly sitting around the table. - Neither have I. - Huntress added, taking a seat next to his boyfriend. - That's because I've just invented it. - Princess Bubblegum explained from opposite him. - You're gonna love it... - Marceline winked at their guests, making them exchange curious looks.

Princess Bubblegum was known to hold opulent, extravagant parties, but she equally often threw smaller ones, just for her very close circle of friends. And with what she had on her mind, they definitely wanted to test it on a small sample. She waited until Peppermint Butler brought them their drinks, taking her time to fill it it with a casual small-talk, and only when he left the chambers, she continued.

- The game is called "The Princess Commands". There are four cards, and only one is labelled "The Princess".

She showed the card with a golden crown, and continued shuffling.

- The other three have numbers on them...

Bonnie took the other three cards and expertly formed a small fan from them, showing them in order.

- Whoever is "the princess", tells the other three to do something. - Bubblegum looked at her friends - And they have to obey. - Wow, pretty mathematical! - Finn raised his eyebrows. - But when you said "obey", did you mean... - Huntress wizard spoke, before Bubblegum sharply interrupted her - I meant exactly what I said. - she spoke coldly - That person has to perform whatever action the "princess" demands.

Huntress and Finn exchanged nervous looks, before looking at Marceline, who so far has been sitting - or rather levitating - in silence.

- Meh, pretty standard for Bonnie, honestly - she shrugged - I'm game. And you?

  The couple looked at each other and then nodded at once, bringing a wide smile to Bubblegum's face.

- Excellent! - she clapped - I'll deal the cards first... - Why you? - Marceline protested - I'm gonna bet she will end up a princess. - Ruhe! - Princess Bubblegum ordered and tossed the four cards to each side of the table.

Each of the players reached for their card, eyed one another, and with knowing looks they turned towards Bubblegum.

- Oh, wow, what a surprise! - she threw a pretence giggle, showing them her princess card. - I guess I am worthy of the crown. - She does that all the time... - Marceline leaned against Finn and whispered. - Okay! - she interrupted - My first order as the princess is for number one to...

She cleared her throat, eyed the players and spoke again.

- ...to stand on their arms!

Eagerly, Finn leapt to his feet, and with a single jump his world turned upside down, much to the princess' enjoyment. For a moment, he couldn't see the reaction of the three girls, as his shirt sropped onto his eyes, but with a bit of acrobatic moves, he managed to peek from underneath it.

- Bravo! - she clapped - And now, number two has to... say a limerick!

Marceline snickered, watching as Huntress rolls her eyes.

- There... once was a dog named Jake, who fell into a great big lake. He swam back and forth, proving his worth, just so he can eat the cake. - Utterly nonsensical, but it fits a definition of a limerick nonetheless. - Princess Bubblegum addressed her. - Uh, PB? - Finn asked - How long will I have to stand like that? - Until I say so. - she replied sharply - And now, number three...

She looked at Marceline, slowly turning around in the air, assuming a position similar to Finn's.

- ...has to kiss me. - Here we go.

Marceline dived underneath the table and emerged effortlessly in front of Bubblegum, sliding into her arms, before they closed behind her back, and their lips met. A soft "thud" filled the room when Finn fell to his back, desperate to see the make-out session properly and not in his inverted vision.

- I think the demand was to "kiss" and not to "eat each other's face"... - Huntress pointed out, and it took Bonnie a while to reply to this issue with a decisive blowing of a raspberry.

PB's hands gladly wandered Marcy's back, until they slipped to her jeans, and only then Bonnie remembered they were just on round one.

- Okay, new game! - she exclaimed, taking a hefty gulp of her drink after Marcy sucked a little bit of colour from her face.

Huntress took the cards and shuffled them, though less neatly than PB. Four players received the cards, and they didn't have to wait too long to wait for "the princess" to emerge.

- Wow! I'm in charge now! - Finn exclaimed. - So I get to tell anyone what to do? - Genau. - PB nodded. - Remember, Finn, you can order us to do anything.

Finn looked at the three girls eyeing him with intense stares, and finally, when he spotted a flirtatious spark in Huntress eyes, he got the message she was trying to send to him.

- I know what to do... - he smirked - Arm-wrestling contest!

Silence fell across the table, as the three exchanged confused looks.

- Wait, what- - Seriously...? - Marceline burst into laughter, finishing Bubblegum's thoughts. - What? - Finn asked - I want to know which of you is the strongest. I mean, I'm gonna root for HW, fo course, but...

Bubblegum let out a deep sigh and slammed her arm against the table.

- Okay, let's do it.

There was no contest here; Huntress easily defeated both Princess Bubblegum and Marceline, even despite the latter's vampiric powers. Princess Bubblegum turned out to be a double loser, when Marceline not only defeated her, but tossed her into the air with her strong grip.  

- Well, that was... unusual. - PB gasped, landing in Marceline's arms. - Okay, now Finn, your turn to deal.

A quick shuffle later, four cards were dealt again, though unlike his predecessors, Finn simply gave each of the ladies their cards, instead of tossing them across the table, croupier-style. And once again, Bonnie's face brightened when she looked at her card.

- Right, back to me! - she eyed her friends - Let's make it a bit more interesting... Finn, I want you to take off your clothes. - Wait, what? - Finn nearly choked on his juice when he heard her words.

Suddenly, the hero of Ooo felt the heavy stare of the three ladies in the room, and just when he was about to protest, Huntress repeated Bonnie's command.

- You heard what Princess had to say. - a soft smile appeared on her face - Do you want me to help you? - I... uh... - he stuttered. - Excellent initiative. - PB interrupted - Huntress, you help him. - As you wish, my princess.

Hearing the unnaturally obedient tone of her voice, Finn has taken a step back, before Huntress' delicate touch calmed him down, followed by even more soothing kiss. Her hands sneaked around his body, and soon the other two girls in the room could marvel at Finn's long golden hair, his skinny, but sill muscular chest, and then, the two eagerly waited for Huntress to finish disrobing her boyfriend.

And she did that in the most alluring way possible: Wizard got to her knees, blocking the two the view they desired, letting her be the first one to see Finn's naked body, and only Finn's broken voice told the two that Huntress might have done something else when she was down there, something that allowed them to see Finn in his most presentable state, when she moved to the side.

Marceline and Princess Bubblegum let out a murmurs of delight when Finn's naked physique was presented to them, and they couldn't help but giggle at his blush and his desperation to hide his impressive manhood, standing proudly erect in front of them.

- Excellent... - Bonnie spoke - Now, Marcy, do the same to Huntress. - Wait, what?

Huntress mimicked Finn's confused tone, and in a split of a second her confidence was gone, replaced by confusion. But that moment of deconcentration was just enough for the shadow of Marceline to swoop over Huntress and engulf her in darkness, only to emerge with her clothes in her hands.

The same blush from Finn's face now appeared on Huntress', as she found herself standing naked in the middle of the room, once again judged by the two girlfriends, as well as even more perplexed Finn, who never thought he would be able to see her naked body with other people around. His girlfriend eyed him with equal embarrassment, though as her stare moved from his face to his crotch, a soft smile crept onto her face, replacing the flummoxed expression Marceline's disrobing brought onto her.

- Marcy, it's your turn. - Bubblegum ordered, as if nothing happened

Huntress and Finn sat back around the table, glancing at each other's naked bodies every few seconds, unable to concentrate on anything else. Marceline dealt the cards, and for the first time, Bubblegum appeared to be surprised by the results of the shuffle, eyeing her girlfriend with a cold stare.

- Well, looks like I am the princess now. - Marceline smirked. - And my first decree is... for PB to get naked too. - Marceline, that is not what we- - Oh really, you thought I'm gonna keep playing the game of yours without messing with it? - Marceline laughed - Come on, girl, that dress has to go.

Reluctantly, PB stood up and slowly undid her pink dress, letting it fall to the ground, much to Marceline and Finn's delight. The latter had to actively prevent himself from looking to excited, but when he spotted Huntress eyeing PB's naked butt as well, he felt he doesn't have to pretend he is oblivious to PB's beauty.

Of course Marceline was getting the most of Bonnie's striptease; the vampire queen flowed around her, looking at every corner of her body with fewer and fewer clothes covering her, until the ruler of te Candy kingdom was as naked as the other two people around the table.

- Happy now? - Oh yes, I am... - Marceline licked her lips. - Now... as for you two...

She turned around mid-air and flown towards Finn and Huntress Wizard.

- I definitely want to what you two are doing in that jungle house of yours when no one is looking.

Huntress and Finn looked at each other, and as their eyes moved to Princess Bubblegum, it became clear that at least some part of her plan has been restored.

- Come on, you've heard the princess... - PB crossed her arms and looked at the two lovers with a smirk on her face.

Still somewhat reluctant by their states, Huntress was the first to adhere to princess' orders and stood up, presenting her naked body to Marceline, PB and Finn, before she saton the table and spread her legs, watching as his eyes widen with each second of her erotic show.

- Well, Finn, let's show them what they are missing...

Her warm smile was enough for Finn to gain a new dose of confidence and dive between her legs. Huntress yelped and threw her head back when Finn's lips touched her wet sex. he could already smell her enticing aroma before, but only now, when his face was pressed against her folds, he could see the source of it. The translucent, sap-like juices oozed from her opening, awakening a very primal instinct in his mind, and in his hungry state, Finn could only lick, desperate to leave her dry, despite the fact that more and more of her sweetness was overflowing his mouth.

With a strong grip of his hands around her thighs, Huntress was flailing in the middle of the royal room, watched by the other two ladies, and though her vision was somewhat blurry and hazed, Huntress definitely saw the pink and blue figures against each other, before the familiar sound of lips smacking reached her from the side.

- Oh, by the way, there is a new turn and PB is a princess again, and she told me to get into her laps - Marceline added, before she let out a moan as well, when PB sneaked her hand into her jeans. - What a surpr-ISE! - Huntress voice cracked when the first wave of her orgasm appeared on the horizon.

Finn brought not only his lips and tongue, but his fingers as well, the combination of real and metallic ones giving enough contrast and variety in temperature and texture of his caresses to make Huntress flail with pleasure. And it surprised no one when she let out a roar, mimicking some animal's mating call when she climaxed, giving Finn another dose of her fluids to take care of, which he gladly did, once she stopped thrashing against his face.

Their eyes met, and they both saw their reddened faces, brimming with ecstasy, before Princess Bubblegum's voice reached them.

- That-that was fine and all, but... not e-exactly what I was talking about... - Bubblegum mumbled through Marcy's caresses, who evidently took a page from Finn's book and sneaked her long tongue into PB's candy folds, lapping at her carmel - Huntress, I order you to give Finn your potion.

At once, the smile vanished from Huntress' face when she realised what PB was talking about.

- Wait, how- - You gave me a sample, didn't you? - she answered at once - And I'd be surprised if you didn't carry a vial with you just in case you get bored...

Huntress swallowed loudly, watching as PB's face fills with a sly smirk just before it transforms into a sardonic, twisted one when Marceline brought her to a brink of her own climax. She cursed under her breath and reached to the stack of clothes Marceline took from her, producing a vial from her satchel.

- Well, you were right... - she looked at PB, this time with a faint smile - I do carry it with me on our dates...

She took Finn's juice, poured a few drops into it, and gave it to him, seeing the understandable anxiety in his eyes.

- HW, do you think... - It's the princess' orders, Finn. - she smiled - Drink up.

Finn gulped, and when he brought the elixir to his lips, the three women in the room waited patiently for its effect. And they knew exactly when the potent aphrodisiac started working.

- Uh, you know, girls, I think I wasted my arm-wrestling command with you... - Understatement of the century - Bubblegum spoke, cleaning Marceline's face from her juices with her own lips. - Finn, as the princess I command you to take each of us!

As if his growling voice wasn't enough, when Finn leapt to his feet, PB and Marceline were once again blessed by the sight of his manhood, now pulsing with the magic that was spreading through his veins. Despite his skinny physique, Finn easily grabbed the three girls and brought them to his lips, one at a time, exchanging quick, ravenous kisses with each, while their hands battled to take place on his cock, just in case there was a fear of him going limp anywhere in the next four hours or so.

Just like the cards on the table, he placed the three naked girls next to each other and looked at their exposed pussies, oozing with their welcoming juices.

- Alright, who's gonna be first...? - he asked with a tone of dominance in his slightly husky voice, before PB replied at once. - I command Finn to choose Huntress to be your first, seems appropriate.

Huntress Wizard nodded and just like before yelped when Finn took the initiative, though with nothing subtle or delicate about it. He rammed himself inside her folds, that has managed to already soaked up from his lengthy cunnilingus, and let him reach her depths without any troubles. This time, However, Huntress had two other girls to help her combat the waves of pleasure that raged through he body. Time after time, with each thrust of Finn's powerful body she found solace in PB's or Marceline's arms, especially when their fingers brought much needed finesse to the rutting session she was experiencing.

And just when she was about to explode again, Finn shuffled his lovers and Huntress felt the pang of his absence just before Marceline yelped when he filled her pussy. Repaying for her previous work, Huntress kissed Marceline, letting her moan seep into her mouth, while PB continued her fingerwork between their three bodies, mashed against each other, bouncing in sync with Finn's moves. But soon she became the center of attention when Finn took her, ending the permutation, while his other two lovers eagerly lapped at PB's sugary mounds.

Effortlessly, Finn kept switching between the three ladies, moaning their praises towards him into each other bodies, giving them each a few minutes with his manhood, before even in his pumped-up state had to admit defeat.

- Gi-Girls! - he moaned, keeping a strong grip on thighs, though he wasn't sure whose - I'm clo-close! - Finish inside her! - PB suddenly yelped, pushing herself and Marcy to the side, revealing Huntress Wizard in between the two.

Huntress's eyes opened wide and she frantically looked between Finn and PB, exchanging knowing stares with the host of their party. She knew, she must have known... And it was Marceline that saved her the trouble.

- Wait, PB, you already gave her the command this turn. - Marceline swooped over her, yanked the princess card from her hand and handed it to Huntress - I think she should have a say in this, don't you think? - Y-yeah, cos- isn't-isn't it dangerous? - Finn gasped, unable to stop his frantic thrusts.

Finn looked at his girlfriend, and saw how the fear in her eyes turns into a ravenous, lusty fire he has seen before.

- Come inside, Finn. The princess commands you.

Her legs crossed behind his back, locking him in his position, and just before he was gonna say something, Huntress' lips were pushed against his, silencing any worries he might have had, as well as giving her the chance to moan into his mouth, while his hips bucked into her for the last few times. Her toes curled, and she instinctively raised her hips when the first stream of his cum flooded her, followed by a few hefty more that soon overflowed her pussy.

The two lovers bucked in unison for a solid minute or two, before Finn's powerful orgasm subsided, and the hero of Ooo could look into his lover's eyes, now joined by two more pairs, looking equally satisfied at what has happened in front of them.

- You guys have been together for such a long time, we thought we could speed things up a bit. - Princess Bubblegum admitted, dragging her finger across Huntress' belly, perhaps just to feel Finn's cock pulsing inside her. - Yeah, you know Bonnie, she kinda has a thing for having those master plans of her... - Marceline added from the side. - Well... let me make some plan of my own...

Huntress huffed and sat in place, gently pushing Finn away from her, though not before giving him a fiery kiss. She pointed at Bubblegum and with a commanding tone she spoke.

- On your knees, Bonnie. And you, Finn, I think we need to punish that smart-mouth for tricking us... - Ah-ah! One command per turn! - PB protested, but the card was already flying to Marceline, who gladly continued Huntress' orders. She flew towards PB and kept her in place, while she commanded Finn. - Finn, fuck her face.

Princess Bubblegum took one more breath before her sense of smell and taste was overwhelmed by the aggressive, musky aroma of Finn's masculinity, filling her to the brim, just like it did a few minutes before in her pussy. tasting the sweet juices of Huntress on her lips as well, which made the torture a bit more pleasant. Huntress was watching as the scene unfolded from the side, recuperating after her climax, while Finn's previous orgasm seeped from her used opening. And PB had to say that she looked utmost content, probably not just from the mating session she was put into.

Suddenly, Finn grabbed the back of her head, and if PB thought he has reached deep into her mouth, she was wrong, as her neck suddenly bulged when Finn's cock reached her throat while he continued face-fucking her. His blonde pubic hair filled her vision, and her eyes nearly rolled to the back of her head, when she heard the familiar grunts coming from above and knew her punishment would be over soon.

- You know what to do, Finn? - Marceline asked, but it was Finn's quick answer that alerted PB. - Oh yeah!

As quickly as he rammed himself inside her mouth, Finn pulled out his magically enhanced cock and when Pb looked at it, she suddenly realised what was going to happen.

- Oh, glob.

The same hefty stream of cum that flooded Huntress womb now gushed against her face, covering it thoroughly with a single dose, meaning that each subsequent one would simply drip to her naked chest. And the aphrodisiac Bonnie made Finn take turned out to be a double-edged sword, since despite his recent climax, Finn had no problems firing several more ropes onto the princess, until very little of her pink could be seen.

- Al-Alright, I get the point, I sh-shouldn't have tricked you... - Bonniebel spoke with annoyance in her voice, as she admitted her wrongdoings - Marcy, can you pass me- - Woah, woah! - Marceline suddenly interrupted her - I am still in command, Bonnie! - Come on... - PB spoke, feeling ashamed every second. - Don't worry, it's just one last command. - Marceline spoke - I command you to... give a speech to your people from the balcony. - WHAT?!

Though her vision was obscured by the layer of cum, she undeniably heard two people high-fiving each other, and she suspected who were they.

- Come on, PB, you made the rules... - Huntress spoke in a sing-song voice, while a breath of fresh air reached her back. - No worries, PB, there's almost no one down there... - Marceline helped her stand up - Almost no one...

With her legs trembling, Bonnie stepped onto her royal balcony and saw, just like Marceline told her, that the square underneath was mostly empty, aside from a few Banana Guards.

- Just wave and smile, that's all... - Marceline whispered into her ear, getting only a icy-cold glare in response.

And as she did so, PB realised she has gained their attention, though thankfully, from the distance they couldn't see that much.

- *Oh, hey, it's Princess Bubblegum!* - *And she's wearing whipped cream, celebrating the Banana Split day!* - shouted another guard - *We love you, princess!* - I love you too! - she replied, catching some of Finn's cum into her mouth. - Alright, the gig's up, let's end this. - As you command, *princess*... - Marceline giggled and let the princess inside, though not before she took a lick of the whipped cream.

She handed her the towel she was mentally begging for, and when PB cleaned herself up, she found Marceline and Huntress Wizard looking at her with their arms crossed. Finn, still somewhat confused by the situation that happened, kept his arms around Huntress, looking back and forth at the three naked ladies he was pleasuring.

- Okay, Bonniebell, what have we learned today? - Marceline asked.

PB rolled her eyes.

- That I shouldn't have enrolled Finn and HW into my "Heroes breeding program" without consulting them. - she spoke, making air quotes - And I definitely shouldn't expect to get some of the side benefits for myself and Marcy... - That's what you called it? - Huntress raised her brow - Are we another experiment to you? - You say that, but then out of the blue some another cosmic deity comes to Ooo and we might now have enough heroes to defend it.

PB looked at their three friends, before she let out a deep sigh.

- And... I'm sorry, I was carried way with the whole "princess commands" game.

Huntress and Finn exchanged knowing looks, before they kissed each other.

- You should have just asked, we... We were thinking about it for some time anyway. - Huntress explained - You were going to get first soldier in your army like, maybe a year later. - But you have to admit it was exciting, wasn't it? - PB asked, getting a fain laughter from Marcy. - Yeah, in the most twisted way possible only a true politician could imagine. - So... what are we gonna do now?

Marceline looked at the three, and handed Princess Bubblegum her princess card, which she ostensibly torn into pieces.

- I say that the princess is dead, it's time for some anarchy.

And with that command, the four naked, horny people leapt into each other's arms and moved their caresses to the spacious sofa, as the small table sudden;y became too small.