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comphy-and-cozy · 2 years

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Could you use prompt 152: “ Stop texting me weird stuff so late at night” for J Cody with the reader being his twin sister?

Pairing: None :)

Summary: You, Deran and Craig enjoy a night with David Attenborough.

Warnings: Drug/marijuana use, language.

This is just some silliness and stems directly from a self-indulgent desire to get baked with the Cody's.

The joint in your hand crackles as you draw in your breath, sucking in the hot air and holding it in your lungs. You exhale slowly, eyes watching Deran and Craig as they bicker over how to turn on the new surround sound J had bought for the house. The smoke consumes you, casting a dreamy haze over you, and you blink slowly as the documentary floods the screen, the sound finally filling the room as Deran sits beside you, smug.

Not five minutes in, you’re drawn in by the soothing voice of David Attenborough, brain cells exploding at the visual of the incredible drone shot in Planet Earth. Digging in your pocket, you pull out your phone to send your brother a text.

[Y/N:] j [Y/N:] did you know that flamingos don’t get sunburned

Resisting the urge to giggle, you take another hit of the joint that Deran hands you as you set your phone away. The documentary continues, flashes of wild animals accompanied by information about mating rituals, evolutionary dynamics, and natural habitats.

Puff, puff, pass. Another hit has you hypnotized by the waves crashing on the beach, watching a mass? of turtles flipping their way along the sand on the screen.

[Y/N:] holy SHIT these little turtles all just birthed out of the sand

Eventually, the episode ends, Netflix automatically queuing up the next, and you nudge Craig to pack the bowl on the table. You watch his hands twist the grinder, expertly patting it before lighting up, flickering flame illuminating his face. The smoke blurs the view of the TV briefly, before the breeze gently blows it away.

David narrates you through the trees of Borneo, and you join a chorus of your cousins, echoing the way he says Borneo.

“Bouh-neohhhh —“

“Bohr-neow —“

“Bour-neough!“

[Y/N:] dude this baby orangtang just peed on his mom and she just watched it happen [Y/N:] orangutang? [Y/N:] orangatan [Y/N:] big orange monkey

The pot curls through your lungs, weaving its way over your brain cells, settling in while the world shifts slower and slower around you. David’s voice lulls you to sleep, soft cushions of the couch a cloud as you drift off.

It’s the sunshine the next morning that wakes you, streaming through the windows and warming your face. Blinking slowly, feeling the haze behind your eyes still, you stir and glance over at your cousins, both still cashed out on the couch beside you. There’s the sound of someone shuffling in the kitchen, and you hear the sound of liquid being poured.

Coffee? Coffee would be good.

Squinting, see your brother rounding the wall, shaking his head at you as he puts the pieces together, seeing the pot, ash tray, and remains of the Ubereats-ed McDonald’s on the table. He’s chuckling as he sits next to you, handing you a hot mug of freshly brewed coffee, and just the scent of it is enough to jolt your senses.

“Fun night?” he asks.

“Loads,” you grin back. “We watched —“

“Planet Earth. I can tell.”

You’re confused, cocking your head at him, and he pulls out his phone to show you the onslaught of messages you sent him.

“Y/N, you really gotta stop texting me weird shit at night. My girlfriend thinks you’re off your rocker.”

“Well, that’s good that she knows, ‘cause all Cody’s are a little bit.”

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multi-fan-dom-madness · 7 months

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Hi! *Waves like a weird-o*

You probably already know this, but I absolutely love your writing and you truly are so talented. Please never stop!! Even if you just write for yourself!!!

So I do have a mini request if you don't mind of course. Post-sex cramps? For female reader? Clone of your choice of course and any way you wanna write it; NSFW or NFW.

No rush of course!! Thank you!! ❤️

- Hales

And here is cat + kitten(s) for your troubles. And puppies if you like those better. And a snake if you like those too.

hiiii friend! *waves back like a weirdo* first of all, thank you so much?? for the kind words?? omg. I appreciate you so much—and the pictures of the baybiessssss! I love all of them, please give them snoot boops for me (if they're yours ofc). anyways, I hope this is somewhat in line with what you envisioned! I opted for the fluff/SFW route because I need that tonight lol enjoy! <3

Comforting Touches

Summary: Some HCs and blurbs about how the commander batch comforts you through some post-sex cramping.

Warnings: no actual sex described but still mature content so 18+, minors get outta here; f!reader, fluff, i guess hurt/comfort?, big strong stoic men being soft and loving

Word Count: 1.1k

dividers by @saradika and @dystopicjumpsuit

Cody

Like with many other things in his life, Cody is nothing if not thorough. Meticulous in the way that he picks you apart and puts you back together, painstaking in the image of self-confidence and dominance that he exudes when he’s intimate with you.

And just as attentive to your needs after he makes you finish several times. If you wince in pain from the cramps beginning to twist your insides, despite the many orgasms he’d given you, he’s all over that.

Tilts your head to the sides to check your vitals, gets you meds, and frowns when you try to shoo him off. “You’re not goin’ anywhere until you’re good, cyar’ika.”

More than anything, you’re just grateful to still be sitting on the edge of his bunk. Between the shakiness in your legs from the strain of having him buried inside you just a few minutes ago, and the pain tugging at your body, you have no energy to stand right now. Cody sighs, a furrow deepening between his brows; you can’t resist the impulse to smooth his skin with your thumb. You trace the outline of his scar when his expression doesn’t relax.

“Did I cause this?” he asks. Despite the way he tries to hide it, you can hear the concern underlying his words.

Sighing, you shrug with one shoulder. “Kinda. But it’s okay,” you hurry to assure him. “It’s, um, most often caused by...intense orgasm. Or just intense sex. Happens now and then.”

He blinks at you, your words clearly taking a moment to compute. Almost unbidden, a small groan escapes him. “O-Oh.”

“Mhm.” You clench your teeth as another wave of cramps knifes through you. “Worth it.”

He cups your face in one hand, the other resting on your bare thigh, kneading your soft flesh. “Good. Because I can’t promise I won’t be able to keep myself from making you cum like that again.”

His words are a promise, and you know Cody never breaks promises.

Wolffe

Listen I know we all think Wolffe is this hard-ass, mean dom (and he is) but he’s also very caring. Hard shell, gooey insides.

The minute you show signs of being in any kind of discomfort he’s right there, cradling you to his chest, smoothing his warm palms over your thighs, pressing a sweet kiss to your temple.

“Where’s it hurt, mesh’la?”

You curl in on yourself within Wolffe’s embrace, your body trying to wrap itself around the dull pain blossoming in your center. Though pleasure lingers in your limbs, this unfortunate side-effect of sex occasionally makes an appearance, particularly after a good romp with Wolffe. Normally it’s not so bad, but right now, you just want to squeeze into a ball and sleep until the cramping fades.

“M’sorry if I hurt you,” Wolffe rumbles in your ear, his voice soft and quiet. “I know I can be rough.”

“S’not that,” you say with a small smile. “Just...does this when it’s really good.”

“That seems counterintuitive.”

You bark a short laugh. “Tell that to whoever designed the female human body.”

Wolffe tucks your head under his chin and presses a large, warm hand over your tummy to act as an impromptu heating pad until the cramps dissipate, his lips pressing chaste, close-mouthed kisses along your neck and shoulders to help distract you. You hum in contentment, drawing lazy circles on his bare hip, relishing how his muscles flex under your touch.

Fox

If the cramps take a bit to set in, and you’re both already re-dressed and ready to go about your days, Fox will still immediately put his very busy schedule on hold to make sure you’re okay.

Gives you pain meds, extra water, and kisses you sweetly. “Why don’t you lay on the couch here for a bit until you feel better, sarad?”

If/when you protest, he simply gives you his best deadpan look—which is quite good, considering he’s perfected it through use on his men—and crosses his arms, cocking his hip.

You roll your eyes good-naturedly, the slight smile tugging at your lips vanishing into a twisted grimace at the next wave of cramping. Fox sighs and ushers you to the old, ratty couch he’d acquired for his office. He guides you to sitting down at the least, and nods in approval when you draw your legs up to your chest and hug your knees to put pressure on your center where the cramps are the worst.

When he goes to turn away, you reach out to snag his hand, threading your fingers through his. “Fox?”

“Hm?” He looks down at you, graying curls sweeping over his forehead.

“Sit with me?”

“Of course.” He graces you with a soft smile, retreats for just a moment to retrieve his datapad, and settles into the couch next to you. He rests one arm along the back of the couch; you snuggle into his warmth, grateful that he hasn’t yet put on the top half of his armor, and let your eyes drift shut, listening to the rhythmic tap-tap-tap of his fingers over his datapad while he works. You’d be able to fall asleep there, in post-orgasmic near-bliss.

Rex

Rex realizes that something is amiss the moment that you don’t roll over to cuddle him after he returns from getting you a warm rag to clean off with.

When you simply groan your answer, the post-sex cramps clenching your insides a little more intensely than you’re used to, he’s instantly in Protective Partner Mode.

“I’ve got you, cyare.”

With strong, steady hands, Rex gently repositions you on the bed so that you’re lying on your front, before settling his knees to either side of your thighs. His thumbs, calloused and rough, rub slow, comforting circles along your spine, from your butt to your neck and back. Though he knows by now that he can’t do much in the way of helping your cramps aside from offering pain meds (which he retrieves as soon as he realizes what’s going on), he can offer you relaxation of other sorts.

His practiced hands work away all the knots and kinks in your back, urging your entire body into a state of bliss beyond the post-orgasm glow.

“How’s this, cyare?” he asks, voice quiet, contemplative.

“Feels s’good,” you mumble, face smushed into the sheets. “Thank you, Rex.”

“Always.” He leans over you to press a kiss to the side of your head. “I’d say that I’d stop doing whatever causes these cramps, but—”

“Don’t you dare,” you interrupt, playfully glaring out of the corner of your eyes. “You know damn well the orgasms you give are worth this discomfort.”

He preens just a little at that, and if he happens to give your butt a squeeze or two while resuming his massage, well, that’s his deal.

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#commander cody x reader #commander wolffe x reader #commander fox x reader #captain rex x reader #rhiwrites #rhiplies #cody x reader #wolffe x reader #fox x reader #rex x reader #tcw x reader

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blueeyedheizer · 2 years

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1.6k celebration - blurb event

rules

you can send up to two prompts

the list is kind of long because I will only use each prompts once. this is the main difference with my previous blurb events! first come first serve kinda :)

please do not mass request <3 and finally please please pleeeease bear with me and my slowness. i'm still struggling to write rn so like. uh. yeah. be patient 😭

characters:

-matt, matthew connellly

-michael gray, j cody

-seb jacobs, frank mccullen, four

-cassie howard, pippa

-eddie munson, chrissy cunningham (no smut)

(i'll be privileging requests for sydney and stranger things bc I wanna write more for them — but feel free to request for whoever you want from the list :))

prompts:

#1 "Just shut up! I'm not as fragile as you think I am, I don't need protecting!"

#2 "This is a one time thing”

#3 “bend over the desk”

#4 “I guess I’ll just get off all by myself then”

#5 "you shouldn’t be alone right now. i’ll take the couch, it’ll be fine."

#6 "well, i can think of some ways to wear you out.

#7 "i didn’t have anywhere else to go.”

#8 "i'll never forget you."

#9 "Don't go [on that date/mission/business trip/ to *destination*...]." "Why?" "You know why."

#10 “i want to taste you”

#11 “my mom/dad adores you.”

#12 "babe, you can barely keep your eyes open...let's go."

#13 “touch me and you lose”

#14 “When we get home I’m cuffing you to the bed and going down on you all night until my jaw is sore.”

#15 "man, fuck that guy. go show her what she’s missing. “

#17 “tell me that there was some truth to it.” “...come on. i don’t want to do this.” “tell me it wasn’t all in my fucking head, [name].”

#18 “stop— stop talking!” “why? you can’t even face your own mistake?”

#19 "I don’t want you to be alone tonight and honestly, I don’t really want to be alone either.”

#20 "I'm really not in the mood." "You never are."

#21 "I love you."

#22 “y'know, i was hoping to make a sandwich but seeing as you're here already, wearing that, i'd rather have something else to eat.”

#23 "I'm sorry I couldn't make you happy." "don't ever say that...you made me so happy."

#24 "that’s the sixth time you’ve complimented me today.”

#25 "I'd hold onto something if I were you."

#26 "You don’t love me anymore, do you?”

#27 “I wonder what your girlfriend/boyfriend would do if they knew what you were doing right now.”

#28 “You're so beautiful.”

#29 "It’s really hard seeing you/him/her with him/her everyday.”

#30 “There will always be a part of you that wishes you could be with him/her."

#31 "she’s everything i ever wanted, but i don’t want to risk losing her as a friend."

#32 "look, i don't know if i’m the kind of person you need or even want right now. but i’m looking around and i’m the only one who’s here.

#33 "If I never see you again, just know that I love you so, so much.”

#34 "We've been by each other's sides for years, you think I'm gonna leave now?"

#35 "did you fake it?"

#36 "i heard what you said...no one's ever talked about me that way before.."

#37 "i asked if you were having a party. i didn’t tell you to have a party.

#38 "If you die, I’m going to kill you"

#39 "You’ve got thirty seconds to explain to me what you’re doing here."

#40 "It’s amazing how fast the world can go from bad to total shit storm.”

#41 "What do you got?” "Uh...A headache.”

#42 ”Are you alright?” “I will be.”

#43 ''you only call me when you want to hook-up.'' '' that was part of the agreement, wasn't it? ''

#44 "We're in public you know." “I really don’t care, you look hot and I’m trying not to fuck you senseless right now”

#45 “I could just pull your bikini bottoms to the side, no one will notice”

#46 Think anyone will notice if I start fingering you right now?”

#47 "you're an idiot" / "but i'm your idiot"

#48 "Look...I know we broke up, but you know that you aren't any less important to me now, right?"

#49 "Spread your legs."

#50 "You're perfect... everything about you is perfect"

#51 "One more word out of you and I’ll bend you over the table and fuck you in front of everyone”

#O you can also suggest a prompt from my previous prompt lists :)

#michael gray x reader #cassie howard x reader #eddie munson x fem!reader #eddie munson x reader #chrissy cunningham x reader #michael gray fanfic #cassie howard x fem!reader #stranger things x reader #euphoria x reader #ben hardy x you #ben hardy x reader #four/billy x reader #frank mccullen x reader #seb jacobs x reader #pippa x reader #sydney sweeney x reader #cassie howard smut #michael gray smut

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peakyblinders1919 · 2 years

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ohh dang no "eat" but ohh heat and breath leave many ideas of what the sentences could be 😂😂 And ok for dad blurb ideas what about one other J Cody or Michael Gray where it's him and reader are married and it's their daughters first Halloween and the reader wants to find a costume for her even if she's still to small to trick or freak but the reader wants to wear matching in costumes for their families Halloween party? 💗

“For someone who’s in disguise all the time, I’d think you’d love Halloween.”

“Yeah, well, I don’t.”

“What’s not to love? Dressing up in pretty costumes, eating candy until you puke, scary movies…”

“People pretending to be something they’re not… see, she agree with me.”

“She’s laughing at the clown behind you.”

“Do we really have to dress up?”

“For the family Halloween party? Yes. Uncle Fred has won the costume contest once too many times, this year we’re going to dethrone him, aren’t we Kai?”

Your daughter banged her hands together in a makeshift clap, something like a laugh mixed with a gurgle falling from her lips as she tried to communicate with you. She was one, there was no way to know what was going through her head but she seemed to agree with you. “Tell Daddy you want to win. He’ll do anything if you ask him pretty girl.” You whispered the last part to her, as if it was a secret kept between you two when your husband was right across the room watching and listening, a hand grazing over the fluff on her head.

She squealed happily at the word Daddy, little grabby hands thrust his way.

“Kai, you don’t want to embarrass Daddy, do you?” J asked already feeling defeated.

“J, come on.”

“I’m not dressing up.”

“It’s not for me, it’s for your daughter.” You knew he’d do anything for her. He shook his head, helping Kai reach the puffs on her highchair tray before focusing back on his laptop. She squealed and clapped again.

“So, not even for me?” You whispered in his ear, hands featherlight yet teasing as they grazed over his shoulders, tense from another long day’s work. Lips pressed just under his ear, lips pursed as you blew along his skin, trailing kissing up and down his neck. A moan involutnarily slipped through his lips, eyes narrowing and brows furrowed as he locked eyes with Kai across the table.

“Mommy’s not playing fair Kai. What do you’ve got to say for her?”

She squealed, louder and longer than before. Warm lips pressed against goosebumped skin.

His sigh was sign of his surrender. “What did you have in mind?”

“Well…” And you were rattling off ideas from a bumble bee and beekeepers to chefs and a pot of spaghetti and meatballs. Kai clapped her hands, suggesting she actually preferred some ideas to others, but J’s face was an obvious tell of the inner workings of his head. And he seemed to hate them all.

“Well, what’s your great big idea mister?”

He smirked.

“Are you saying I get to pick the costumes?”

“Sure, if that’s what is takes,” he sighed. Heavily. “Just make sure I look pretty, hm?” You poutede, eyelashes fluttering overdramtatically and kissing him on the cheek. “And it better be Y/L/N trophy worthy.”

“It will be.”

That’s how, two nights later, you ended up in a costume closely resembling Pamela Anderson’s red Baywatch bathing suit, whistle and all, as J held Kai- the baby shark- and he donned the least creative costume possible, a shark attack victim, a white shirt with some rips and fake blood stains. While you didn’t have high hopes leaving that night, the smile on your face as you placed the annual Halloween best-dressed award on your mantelpiece said otherwise.

#animal kingdom imagine #animal kingdom tnt #animal kingdom fic #animal kingdom #josh cody #joshua cody #j cody fanfiction #j cody fic #j cody imagines #j cody imagine

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forgottenlivesobverse · 2 years

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Forgotten Lives 2

After a certain amount of unavoidable delay, Forgotten Lives 2 now has a publication date, 8 August -- and a cover, courtesy of John J Pearson and Cody Schell!

As before, this will be a limited edition paperback run in aid of Alzheimer's charities. Preorder it here.

And here's the blurb:

‘How far, Doctor? How long have you lived?’ The Doctor has inhabited uncounted personas. Forgotten Lives introduced us to eight of these, glimpsed long ago during a psychic deathmatch with a re-embodied tyrant. A scholar, a detective, an inventor, an adventurer, a statesman, a trickster, a warrior, a showman — each one of them, at hearts, the Doctor we already knew. Now, those Doctors return, in sixteen stellar stories from their original authors and newcomers, building on all we learned about them before. Eight men, eight pasts. Eight forgotten lives…Click to expand...

And the contents:

The Island of Aeons by James Bojaciuk

Retrogenesis Part 1 by Philip Purser-Hallard

The Hand of Night and Shadow by Simon Bucher-Jones

The Hounds of War by Kenton Hall

Retrogenesis Part 2 by Philip Purser-Hallard

The Rosewell Incident by Matthew Kresal

The First Englishmen by Daniel Tessier

Retrogenesis Part 3 by Philip Purser-Hallard

Swan Song by Andrew Hickey

The Demons of Dog Street by Kara Dennison

Retrogenesis Part 4 by Philip Purser-Hallard

The Hive Minders Part 1 by Ian McIntire

Leverage by Gareth Madgwick

Retrogenesis Part 5 by Philip Purser-Hallard

Trail of a Time Lord by Lance Parkin

In the Land Beyond the River by Aditya Bidikar

Retrogenesis Part 6 by Philip Purser-Hallard

Scene to Uncover by Cody Schell

The Hive Minders Part 2 by Ian McIntire

Retrogenesis Part 7 by Philip Purser-Hallard

Borrowed Time by Jay Eales

Doctor Crocus and the Factory of the Future by Nicole Petit

Retrogenesis Part 8 by Philip Purser-Hallard

The Queen of Bohemia and the Laughing TARDIS by Paul Driscoll

#morbius doctors #forgotten lives #forgotten lives ii #obverse books #the brain of morbius #doctor who #drwho #doctorwho #dr who

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pennylanefics · 3 years

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junior year of college is done!! so blurb time!!

this was going to be a 3.5k blurb event, but i’ve been stuck in followers and don’t see myself hitting that milestone soon, and i am eager to do blurbs lol. but today i just finished my last exam and i am out of school for the summer…until my senior year of college in the fall 😭

rules:

please choose up to 2 prompts for one character. you are welcome to choose one prompt, or two. no descriptions please :)

if you see a prompt has been done for the character you want, please choose another one.

to that point, if you send a prompt in before i answer one of the same, i’ll either ask you to choose another, or pick the other prompt if you chose 2

if a prompt has an ‘a’ or ‘b’ choice, please send in the number, and the letter you want. otherwise i will choose

for example: prompt #13 is followed by bold prompts that you can either choose a or b. you can either request it as prompt 14, or 13a :) hope this isn’t too confusing

you can send in your own prompt if you’d like!

people you can request for:

theo raeken

derek hale

isaac lahey

michael gray

j cody

eugene evans (dreamland)

four/billy

peter beale

walter hartright

will schofield

prompts:

kisses on the hand

kisses on the cheek

kisses on the forehead

passionate kisses

midnight kisses

lazy kisses

he says ‘i love you’ for the first time

sharing a bed

getting into a fight and leaving

coming back to each other after breaking up

admitting your feelings to one another

steamy days/nights (no smut)

he proposes to you

(13a) you say yes

(13b) you say no

he expresses his deep feelings for you

(16a) you feel the same

(16b) you don’t feel the same

a hoarse whisper “kiss me”, then lick their lips and says “please”

late nights together

taking care of him when he is injured

he reacts to you crying about something

you react to him crying about something

breaking up

he wants a baby but you don’t

you want a baby but he doesn’t

getting caught in the rain

he finds out you have a child from a past relationship

you find out he has a child from a past relationship

you get hurt and he scolds you for being so careless

half asleep conversations

he lets you wear a clothing item of his/you steal something from him

you’re fighting and he says something he regrets (‘i hate you’, ‘i wish i never met you’, etc)

losing power during a big storm

you meet at a party and he is there to comfort you when you get anxious

#theo raeken #derek hale #isaac lahey #teen wolf #michael gray #j cody #eugene evans #finn cole #four/billy #peter beale #walter hartright #ben hardy #will schofield #george mackay #lofinishedcollege blurb event

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peakyxtommy · 4 years

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Going on a Beach Vacation

Summary: You & Finn spending a day at the beach together / vacation vibes

It would be an early start to the day and he would definitely give you a few pecks on the forehead to coax you out of bed

When you woke you both would have a light breakfast and some coffee/tea

Once dressed, you both would load up the car for the long day ahead

He would be wearing his sunglasses from the moment you step foot out the door

Being in the car with him, was always an excitingly good time

He would start off driving to your destination and let you pick the music for the ride down

You would sing songs together, laugh at each other's jokes, he would totally be the person drumming the steering wheel to the guitar solo, while stuck in traffic, his hand would find your thigh to hold while driving

Once you arrived to the beach, he would pull the wagon with your things and let you roll the cooler, and pick the perfect spot that had enough to spread out but wasn’t too close to the water but wasn’t close to the trash cans/walking area

When everything was set up, he’d help you put sunblock on your body and vice versa

You both would enjoy laying in the sun, with a speaker playing y’all favorite songs

He would compliment you in your bathing suit “You look so good baby” , “Can’t believe you’re all mine.”

He’d be your hype man when taking photos

Two of you would take a selfie together by the water

You would both take photos when the other wasn’t paying attention just being mesmerized by each other

Would enjoy surfing & jet skiing in the water

You both would enjoy swimming in the ocean

Definitely have a beer or two on the beach together and sandwiches and chips

The beachwalk would be so much fun with Finn

Walking hand in hand, bike riding on the boardwalk, getting ice cream and cold lips brushing against the other for sweet sticky kisses

Getting souvenirs for your family/friends and a postcard to add to the scrapbook of places you two have gone together

If your friends came on vacation with the two of you, you would definitely play frisbee or beach volleyball

Would spend the night dancing away at nightclubs, drinking and having a fun time

Remainder of Vacation

He would definitely be a planner and want to stick to schedule but if you both found something you both or either one really enjoyed you would stay longer

Rescheduling other activity for later or tomorrow

Would go to famous tourist/sightseeing spots, hole in the wall places, and museums

If there was a concert or festival around the same time you both would go to that as well or even decide to see a comedy show

Would be the people to shop on vacation and would go to a record shop/bookstore

Dinner would be a fancy restaurants and dim lighting

Hotel room would be kept pretty cold

Cuddling in the hotel bed, having snacks and watching random movies that were on

Telling funny or horror stories about vacations during growing up

Talking about the future and him holding you in his arms, as you traced circles against his chest

Sex in the hotel room & in the shower

Both of you would be sad about the last day of vacation having to return back to reality, you would be the one having to coax him out of bed with kisses in the morning to return back home

You would drive you both back home with his favorite songs playing

After getting the dog sitter paid, everything unpacked and organized, and ready for the new week

You both would crawl into bed with the dogs packed right in, you would look him straight in the blue eyes, “Best vacation ever baby, I love you”

“Couldn’t agree more. I love you more, goodnight.” His lips pressed against yours as you both go to sleep.

#finn cole blurb #finn cole x reader #finn cole imagine #finn cole #j cody #j cody imagine #animal kingdom tnt #michael gray #michael gray x reader #michael grey

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honeykngdom · 5 years

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prompt: person A sits on the last bench in a corner and writes things like ‘I hate physics’, ‘I’m bored’, etc on the desk. person B takes another course which is conducted in that same room, sits at the same desk and replies to all what person A writes. now they have shared all their life stories with each other except for their identities a/n: obviously this was revised a little but like .. the idea still applies.

In the corner of the tiny lecture hall, there sat a clock. It’s ticking echoed loudly in the midst of the silent room. Students huddled over their Scantrons, trying to fill in bubbles to the correct corresponding answers, in hopes of passing their midterms. Jillian — Maddox, as she preferred — finished her exam earlier than she anticipated and now sat listening to the tick, tick, tick of the clock above her head. She attempted to busy herself for the last twenty minutes, taking her pencil to the bottom of the desk to start drawing floral patterns and geometric shapes.

It was to her dismay that she arrived Monday morning for her midterm exam and noticed that the desks were clean, erasing all previous conversations she had with her desk buddy. This came as a surprise, given that she noticed over the last two months the janitor hadn’t once made his way to the back row to collect garbage.

She had been looking forward to the response. When their notes first began, it wasn’t by her own fault. Maddox complained about hating the professor’s stupid bow ties. Turns out, whoever sat in this same desk after her also happened to dislike his bow ties.

The first three days had been full of small talk. What’s your major, are you a local, etcetera. By the time the first week was over, they were exchanging stories. She knew they liked her drawings., and that they were the same age. She knew this person felt like they had very little control in their life, and that bothered them. She knew they were private. She knew they had uncles that weren’t always the friendliest. From this, she drew the conclusion that this friend might feel a little lost.

But, they lived with their grandmother. That couldn’t be all bad, right?

Maddox contemplated an idea for several minutes before she thought fuck it , and wrote it down. Above the flower she finished, she left her phone number. Just in case , she added along with it. She didn’t expect a response, and then realized she very well could have given a super gross random her phone number. But she was curious to know if her desk buddy had made hedge way with their uncles.

Then, she erased the number and sat back with a huff. She repeated this action at least twice more before she decided to leave the number. All things considered, if she ended up needing to, she could change it later.

When the class came to an end, and students handed in their midterms, Maddox left the lecture hall whilst shoving her headphones in. Her attention was elsewhere when she knocked into a hard body. The impact caused her to stumble back into the student behind her, earning her a hard shove from the victim and she fell forward again. The hand that caught her happened to snag onto her headphone wires in the process, ripping them out of place.

“Hey,” the voice in front of her was hard, almost angry. “Watch it, douchebag.”

Maddox brought her eyes up to the boy standing in front of her, using his arms to keep her upright. He had been the body she ran into , but that was no ones fault. His eyes narrowed, glaring at the group of students that passed her; they wore matching polo shirts and khakis. How fucking lame.

When there was less traffic, Maddox fixed her ear buds back into place and looked down at her phone. “You okay?” It startled her for a moment. She didn’t realize that she still had company, thinking that he would have carried on into the lecture hall.

“I’ll live.” She replied, offering him a tight smile. Then, she gestured to the open room behind her, “Good luck.”

“Thanks.”

She left him standing by the door, pulling her hood up over her hair and into the gentle rain. Students ran along the narrow sidewalks, scurrying to get cover, Maddox joining suit until she safely made it across campus to the parking lot. Her black Hyundai Elantra sat isolated in the far left; the Hyundai was something she had to split with her twin brother. It worked in her favour that the rain held off until she happened to have the vehicle for the afternoon to avoid getting caught in it.

Public transportation in Oceanside wasn’t exactly the most reliable.

Maddox threw her bag into the backseat and sat for a few moments, relishing the sound of the rain hitting the roof of the car. She let the heater blow on low while she looked through her playlist, sounds of her favourite band playing quietly through the speakers Jaxson had installed a week after Joey handed it the car down to them.

The ride back towards the shops on the strand was shorter than anticipated. With the unusually cool weather, most of Oceanside’s residents were dry indoors. Those on the road were only outside because they had to be. She was almost home when her phone vibrated in the cup holder. She assumed it was one of her brothers, could even be Joey’s fiancee, but there was a brief glimmer of hope.

It could be her desk buddy.

With that in mind, she turned onto her street and barreled towards the driveway, barely missing the curb at the front as she pulled into the garage and parked. Simultaneously, she undid her seatbelt and opened her phone, excited to see it was an unknown number.

Bingo.

UNKNOWN: hiya

OUTGOING: pls tell me ur the one ive been talking to for the last week

She waited in the driver's seat with her phone in hand, bottom lip caught between her teeth as the last of the warmth from her heaters began to dissipate.

OUTGOING: if so, ur reply from fri was cleaned off the desk

It was several moments before a reply came through.

UNKNOWN: that’s unfortunate

Maddox blinked, staring down at the words. Instead of giving them a response, she reached for her bag and stormed into the house. She didn’t expect anyone to be home, but it wouldn’t have surprised her if she found Elena lounging in the backyard with a mimosa in hand.

Instead, the house was silent, meaning the boys were out doing what they did best, and Elena was doing what she did best. Maddox was the only one in her family not overly mixed up in the lifestyle her eldest brother had chosen, but she decided that if it meant rent was paid on time and they had food, she could turn her cheek the other way every once in a while. Grabbing a bottle of juice from the fridge on her way down to her room, she pulled her phone out and gnawed on her bottom lip in contemplation.

UNKNOWN: how’d you do on the midterm?

OUTGOING: I finished it in like half an hour. what do you think?

UNKNOWN: did u study?

Maddox rolled her eyes, mouth stretching into a knowing smile. Absolutely not. She typically didn’t need to, but truthfully physics wasn’t her major, and it certainly wasn’t her strong suit. She sent back a laughing emoji, then turned her attention to her laptop on her desk, hopeful to finish the lit paper due the following day.

It was quiet for a few hours following her response; the house was still empty, her paper was nearly finished and she was heating up leftovers from last night’s dinner. Maddox had named the unknown contact ‘Desk Friend’, but after hours of silence, it seemed she may not hear back from them.

When a reply finally did come through, it was the following day after her last class. This conversation lasted longer than before, and went well into the late hours of the night. When midnight came and her eyes began to feel heavy, she rolled over in her bed onto her side and plucked the phone from the nightstand.

DESK FRIEND: my uncles are having a party tomorrow. U wanna come?

She was hesitant to agree. Mostly because the majority of their conversations had taken place on a desk and through the phone. She didn’t even know who she was really talking to. But, Jillian Maddox didn’t have many friends, if any at all. She had her brothers, she had Elena, and a pen pal she wrote back in the sixth grade -- and then her Desk Friend.

OUTGOING: won’t it be all old people?

DESK FRIEND: definitely not. there are some students I invited.

Deciding she would sleep on it, she rolled back over towards the wall and pulled the blanket up over her head.

┈┈┈┈․° ☣ °․┈┈┈┈

After much deliberation and a lengthy conversation with her brothers, she had been allotted a few hours of freedom. It was ridiculous to her that she was twenty and still asking for permission to go out, but sometimes it was necessary. Joey didn’t like taking risks, and he saw his little (and only) sister to be one of the biggest compromises to the family. For this reason, she wasn’t allowed to make (or keep) very many friends.

Joey never worried about Jax, mostly because her twin was already good at keeping his distance from people. Being an introvert worked in the family's favour. But even as a child, Maddox always had light around her. She was bubbly and inviting -- perhaps not so much anymore, due to years of isolation, but Joey could see it every time she got a little too comfortable with someone new.

It was safe to say nervous was an understatement. Her stomach flipped upside down, erupting with butterflies each time she thought about having to fully face her new friend. Could she call them a friend? Who are they? Maddox didn’t know whose house she was even going to -- she lied and told Joey it was some girl named Martha from lit.

Stupidly, he believed her. Normally because she didn’t have any reason to lie.

Her desk mate had said that if she wanted to, she could bring a swimsuit. Given that Maddox was fair skinned, she opted out of that part of the offer. Her attire consisted of cut offs and a frilly top, only bothering to grab a small bag to keep her keys and wallet handy in.

It turned out her new friend didn’t live too far from where she was, deciding to walk versus talking the car. Just in case.

You definitely should not drink.

In ten short minutes she was turning onto the street she needed to. The driveway was packed, but the gate (which you could tell was typically locked) was left wide open; from a distance, Maddox could hear the loud laughter and heavy bass. The music increased in volume as she made her way into the backyard.

It was decorated in pretty string lights, the garden in the far back a touch she certainly admired. Desk buddy had been right. Students had been invited. There were also a lot of adults in their mid to late twenties, and tons of girls varying from all ages. Which was slightly appalling, given that some relationships she could see were definitely not okay.

Her stomach erupted with another bout of butterflies, wondering when or if she’d hear from the anonymous texter. Maybe she needed a drink after all. If for any good reason, just to calm her nerves; currently her skin was hot and her chest felt tight.

It didn’t look like it mattered who took from where, so she bent to grab a fruity cooler from one of the large bins. A couple she recognized from campus watched her from their seats by the pool, and perhaps rightfully so. Maddox didn’t associate with any of her peers — regardless of Joey’s rules, she made zero effort to talk to anyone. She stuck her headphones in, always made herself busy. It was probably baffling to see her outside of the classroom, and she was definitely stuck out like a sore thumb amidst the bare skin that was darkly tanned.

She caught her lip anxiously between her teeth when she decided to pull her phone from her rear pocket and hit call. Not that she would speak if they answered, she just wanted to look around to see who might happen to pick up their phone. Of course she called four times before she realized she wasn’t calling a dead phone, and regretted the idea immediately.

Her drink was nearly finished after fifteen minutes, hoping if she nursed it long enough, she would hear from someone.

But nothing.

Maddox wondered if it might have been some sort of sick joke. Suddenly she found she was embarrassed for one too many reasons already, and decided she to go home. After swallowing the last of her raspberry beverage, she began walking back towards the way she came in, dodging the large leaves of a bush when she crashed into a hard frame. This time the hands of the offender were quick and caught her before she could stumble backwards.

This guy again?

“I’m sorry,” he laughed, eyes looking over her for a few moments before recognition lit his features. Features that Maddox found very appealing — hard jawline, pretty eyes, freckles of his own to match hers.

Joshua Cody.

Yeah, she knew of him. Most kids from Oceanside did, not much about him personally, but everyone knew about Nicky, and Nicky talked. Outside of their budding relationships, everyone knew he was one of the only kids from high school that ever paid attention in class or did the assignments.

They also knew he was trouble.

And her family? Well, Elena had connections of her own that made her privy to information about The Cody family most folks in Oceanside didn’t know about. Given that they worked in a similar business, it was only natural Elena tried to stay on top of things.

That was part of why Maddox wasn’t allowed to get too close to people. And this was the last person she wanted to be talking to.

“No biggie. I was just leaving.”

“Oh.” Was she seeing things, or did he look slightly disappointed? “You don’t seem very drunk.”

She shrugged, “I don’t really drink. Or do this,” she gestured to the cloudless sky with her pale arms.

“There’s couches inside, you know.” She nodded in agreement, trying her best to remain polite. She really did want to get home, but the longer she was kept with Josh, the more distracted she became. Weirdly calming. “Who invited you?”

Maddox hesitated. She didn’t have a name to offer, and wasn’t going to reveal that she was invited by someone she met via desk notes. “Just someone from campus, but they didn’t show.” It wasn’t an entire lie. They were someone on campus.

The way he watched her then shifted the vibe completely. He was studying her, his mind likely reeling with questions but underlying it all was this general sense of understanding. Like something clicked.

“I see.” He finally moved around her frame, going towards the front door to the house. “Well, if you’re hungry … I can make us something. Maybe if you wait a little longer, your friend will show up.”

Maddox didn’t really want to wait any longer, she felt ridiculous enough. But the food was a tempting offer. “Sure.”

Given the hoard of people taking space in the kitchen, he gently brushed her fingers with his and tilted his head towards the hall. Following, they weaved between bodies until they came to rows of doors; rooms sat behind them no doubt. He opened the one at the end, walking into the empty space.

“Are you sure we're allowed in here?” She asked after looking around the room. It was bare, if anything it made her feel like a homey hotel. Not very many knacks — it could’ve been a guest room.

Josh snorted in response, plopping himself down onto the mattress with a smile. “Why wouldn’t we be? It’s my room.”

Woah.

Wait.

Back up.

“You’re my desk buddy?”

He laughed. “I’m your what?”

“It’s you. You’re the one writing back to me on the desk.”

Josh nodded, her sudden realization an amusement to him obviously. “Yeah. It was sort of planned.”

Her earlier anxiety replaced with confusion, “Planned?”

There was a pause. His face dropped with a seriousness, jaw clenching as he leaned forward. His eyes focused intently on hers, gaze creating hot pools in her stomach along with continuous flutters. This wasn’t a flirty look. This wasn’t even a friendly look, but she knew what this look meant.

This was business.

“There’s something we need to talk about, Maddox. Close the door.”

#animal kingdom #j cody #joshua cody #animal kingdom imagine #* mine #* ak #j cody x oc #j cody imagine #listen i can't write j for the life of me rn but i just wanted to do a thing #and write more things #and making a series is a bad idea so i'll just do blurbs and shit for now #jm fic

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running-on-fanfiction · 5 years

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49 w/ J Cody!! “Who hurt you?”

Dating J, came with a price. A price you were okay with. You knew what you saw or heard was to not be repeated again. You saw what happened to those who did. One day they were here, the next they were gone.

Pope, wasn’t a huge fan of yours, but he knew that you weren’t like the other girls, J had dated. Therefore he let you stay and he let you be. As much as he hated it, you were part of their little odd family. So when you came home that night with a cracked rib, blood knuckles, and a bloody face, you knew J wasn’t the only one that was going to freak out.

“Yooo what happen to you?” Craig asked as he saw you in his old room.

“If you say a word, I’ll punch you in the balls, and flush all your coke.” You hissed as you tried to sit on the bed.

“Got it.” He said holding his hands up. He knew better than to fuck with you. You were also one of his favorites out of the rest of J’s girls. “Can, I at least check?”

You nod your head, as you pulled your shirt up a bit. The dark bruise covered half of your right side. There was no doubt you had a broken rib, maybe more then one.

“Yeah, that’s broken.” Craig stood up, walked over to his coke box. He placed the bags of coke in his pants, before calling out for J.

“You fucker! Ow! Shit.” You yelled but the pain of the rib causing you to fall back onto the bed.

“What?” J’s smooth voice asked as he came into view. It didn’t take him long to come over to you.

“Who hurt you?” He asked, teeth grit as he looked at your right side.

“J, I’m fine.” You said hissing at the cold touch of his fingers. “Let’s get you in the truck.” His face tighten.

“J, slow down!” You yelled, ignoring the pain in your side.

“Tell me who did it and I’ll slow down.” You gave him an evil look, but you needed him to slow down.

“It was the guy from last week. The one who you fucked over.” You smiled as you remembered how hot he looked.

J, shook his head, as he slowed the truck down, but not by much. You placed a hand on his shoulder, this made him slow down to the right speed. His face soften but not by much. He looked over at your broken body, and felt the anger rise again.

“Let’s just get you checked out.” Which actually meant. Let, me get you to the doctor, while I go show someone who’s boss.

“Just don’t get to hurt, please. I need someone to care for me.” You joked, finally getting a small grin from your boyfriend.

-Julianne

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goodproofingwater · 5 years

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J Cody blurb suggestion: Running into one of your exes while with J. Jealous/protective J ensues.

Blurb night with @peakynsfw & @tcmmysheiby - click the tag #BDLblurbnight to see them all

“I thought you blew this town?” The familiar voice ran through you like an electric shock, the huskiness of his tone and the way his accent wrapped around his words familiar yet something you were sure you were never going to hear again.

Jared had been the one. At least that’s what you had thought before you had met J. He’d been your first everything, first kiss, first fuck, he’d even been the first one to take you to in-n-out in the shitty pick up truck his father had gifted to him on his sixteenth birthday and he had thought was the best thing to ever happen. You had ended badly but you struggled to remember why as you turned and looked into such gorgeous green eyes, the pantone of them elusive to you even when you spent your life staring into them and hoping for a future with this man.

But why did he have to resurface now?

You glanced over your shoulder and into the convenience store that J had gone in to, wishing more than anything that you hadn’t offered to help him with his chores now. This encounter could have gone years without happening.

“I guess I just like the ocean too much to stay away,” You lied as you leaned against J’s truck, hoping that Jared was going to take your short answer as a sign to fuck off. Unfortunately, he only moved closer, crossing the road and standing in front of you as you vaulted yourself up onto the front of the truck the way you had each time J had wanted you there, his favourite position one where he would be reminded each time he looked at the hood of his car.

“You’re looking damn good babe...” Jared spoke, a hand resting on the hood of the car as he moved closer to you, far too close to be anything but predatory and you sucked in a breath as you heard the door of a convenience store opening, the soft sound of a flick knife opening up closer to you than you would have liked and Jared’s sea-green eyes turned to the blonde who was now pressing a hand to his chest, pushing him back with flared nostrils.

“What do you think you’re doing?” Jared spoke with a tone that told you that he was taking this anything but seriously, and it wasn’t until you saw J reach for his gun that you moved from the hood of the truck to stand between them.

“J.. this is Jared.” You spoke, pushing back on J’s shoulder and getting much more resistance than you would have hoped.

“And does Jared want to keep his fingers?” J hissed loud enough for all parties to hear, and Jared let out a condescending laugh which made you close your eyes and exhale in frustration.

“He doesn’t know who you are, he’s just my ex..” J’s eyebrows raised, and he ran his tongue along his teeth before you stood even more firmly between them, “Behave, J...”

J let out a huff of frustration before he flicked his knife back into itself, tucking it into his pocket.

“Sorry dude, just don’t like it when a guy is that close to my girl.” J spoke over your shoulder, and you moved out of the way to watch as they awkwardly shook hands.

“Your girl, huh?” Jared's eyes ran over you in a way which made you clench your jaw, and J’s hand slipped into yours in an uncharacteristic show of public affection. “You managed to tame her?”

“She managed to tame me more like.” J spoke with a grimace more than a smile, “She’s a force to be reckoned with but I suppose that’s only an issue if you don’t respect her as a strong woman.”

The words that fell from J’s lips were so out of character that your face contorted in confusion, and you blinked fast a few times before you realised that he was laying it on thick for a reason. He was jealous.

“Best get on with these chores babe, don’t want to miss our reservation at Addison.” You almost choked as you watched him round the truck and climb into the drivers seat, never having seen him so jealous and protective that he name-dropped the most expensive restaurant in Oceanside.

“See you around Jared.” You spoke, climbing into the car and shrugging before you shut the door, “Or not.”

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