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thimblerockpointco · 4 months

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Website : https://www.thimblerockpoint.com

Address : Hwy 141, Whitewater, Colorado 81527, USA

Nestled in Colorado's stunning Unaweep Canyon, Thimble Rock Point offers a unique cabin experience that redefines mountain living. Perfectly located for exploring Western Colorado and Moab, Utah, it provides an ideal base camp for adventurers and nature enthusiasts. With amenities like an outdoor patio, free Wifi, and a spa, guests can enjoy modern comforts amidst natural beauty. Activities such as star gazing, exploring nearby cultural sites, and engaging in outdoor adventures like hiking and wine tasting in Palisade, CO, are highlights. The cabin's setting allows for an intimate connection with nature, promising a memorable stay filled with nostalgia, romance, and exploration.

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cyborg-franky · 1 month

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Summer is coming... So what are they planning for you?

Citybreak They are planning a long weekend in a city you have always wanted to visit. Nice dinners, taking in the local vibe. Nightlife? Shopping? Museums? Whatever your preference is, they have you covered. Maybe you just want somewhere different to explore and venture around. Looking out your hotel room at night with the skyline of glittering lights! Sanji - Marco - Corazon - Law - Killer - Mihawk - Perona - Boa - Nami - Brook - Robin - Uta

Camping The moment summer is around the corner, they get the tent out and make sure it’s ready to go. They are getting into hardcore camping mode. Everything you’d need is all packed and ready. It’s time to have nights out by a lake, maybe fishing or swimming. Campfires and nature are all around you. Thatch - Ace - Sabo - Usopp - Jinbei - Zoro - Luffy --

Beach holiday Sunsets and cocktails, swimming all day, tanning under the sun, building sandcastles together. They can’t wait to feel the sand between their toes and splash you in the water or ensure you have enough sun lotion. Then there is the pier, the view, and the silly games and amusements that line it. Sanji - Marco - Ace - Nami - Jinbei - Franky - Luffy - Robin - Shanks - Crocodile --

Staying at home Both of you are exhausted and just need a rest. You don’t leave your house, and you also don’t lift a finger to work. You both have time to be together, have some movie marathons, catch up on your hobbies, and create creative joint space with one another. You are just decompressing after stress at work. Both of you are ignoring the outside world. Thatch - Deuce - Law - Mihawk - Usopp - Zoro - Robin --

Amusement park holiday They want nothing more than to book a stay at a water park or amusement park. After a long weekend of screaming on the rides, eating junk food, and being scammed at the amusements, they insist on winning you a plush, and in the end, they manage! Walking around the parks until you think your legs might fall off. Taking in the shows and all the entertainment together. Ace - Corazon - Killer - Barto - Sabo - Brook - Franky -Luffy - Buggy - Uta

Glamping Wanting to be outside but with class. No sleeping on the ground. They’ve planned a week-long stay at a cabin or a treehouse, maybe a strange-shaped place like a UFO you can sleep in? The calm nights in nature but with a good night's sleep. Also, the hot tub while you listen to the world around you. Thatch - Corazon - Mihawk - Nami - Benn --

Travel to another country It's time to explore another place entirely. They’ve planned this for months, and now it’s time. You both can’t wait to see the sights: the food, the art, the everything. You are immersing yourself in adventures together. Sanji - Thatch - Deuce - Izou - Law - Doffy - Perona - Sabo - Usopp - Brook - Robin - Shanks - Benn - Crocodile --

Roadtrip Just you and them. The car is packed, the snacks and drinks are loaded in the cooler, and you have a list of things you want to hit on your summer trip. Music, the open road, singing along with one another. Maybe you don’t even have a plan; perhaps you just wing it. Windows down, wind in your hair and being in one another's company. Marco - Ace - Deuce - Kidd - Killer - Sabo - Franky - Zoro - Luffy --

Snowy getaway. Maybe it’s snowboarding and skiing in the cold? Lovely wooden lodges, hot cocoa, and their competitive streak. White snowy scenery and comfy warm sweaters. Log fires and exhausted limbs. Law - Kidd - Ace - Zoro - Robin - Benn --

Resort The best money can buy. Three meals a day, all top-tier with wine, cocktails, and anything you could ask for, brought to your room with the best view in town. A private pool, a private beach area just for you. They have it all planned and want to live in the lap of luxury with you: couples spa day, the works. Sanji - Izou - Doffy - Boa - Nami - Crocodile --

Hotsprings Traditional, calm, relaxing, and good for your soul, it involves just you and your partner chilling out in a beautiful inn with delicious food and birdsong from the garden. This is perfect for you both: taking everything easy at your own pace. Maybe you sit with sake and watch the little animals in the garden. You could cuddle up in the hot spring and feel the world just fade away as you enjoy one another's company in a comfortable silence. Marco - Izou - Law - Killer - Mihawk - Boa - Nami -Jinbei - Zoro - Robin --

Festival Depending on the vibe, you either go camping to a festival with chill vibes or going to fucking party. You guys enjoy the music, so many bands you love. Getting to dance, mosh, sway, whatever to the music together. Getting to camp together as you also meet new people. BBQs, booze, summer vibes for days.

Ace - Kidd - Killer - Perona - Barto - Sabo - Brook - Franky - Uta

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silcoitus · 1 month

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New Associations

Rating: Mature

Silco x f!reader, fluff, domestic fluff, modern au,

Beta readers: none, we die like Silco's dignity

I had commissioned the below beautiful piece of art by @blissfulip based on this hilarious tiktok. That naturally turned into this fic. I don't feel confident in my period romance writing skills, so I instead set it in modern times.

Word count: 1.9k

You take Silco to a secluded log cabin in the woods for a romantic weekend getaway. He has no choice but to humor you with a silly little request.

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A/N: Just something silly that naturally turned a little angsty and then a bit fluffy. (And if it eventually turns smutty in a future part two, who knows. No promises. But you know how I get sometimes. I get bit by the smut bug.) Thanks again @blissfulip for the beautiful art! (I might need to make this my phone wallpaper lolol)

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little-annie · 4 months

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WIP WEDNESDAY | The Honeymooner's | Steddie | Eddie's chaotic unreliable POV

It's just supposed to be a fun week away for the two friends, but when Eddie's guilt gets a hold of him and he learns if he and Steve were on their honeymoon Steve would save 30% on the room, well things get a little carried away.

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Okay, so yes, Eddie is very excited and very appreciative of this little boy's week-long getaway that he and Steve planned and yes he can't wait to finally spend a few days without the gremlins gnawing on his ankles or demanding for a ride to the arcade. But… but he feels guilty, very very guilty. And why, you may ask. Well, Steve's paying for the whole thing, that's why. The guy insisted upon it, saying something about how Eddie's been working so hard on getting his GED and working at Thatcher Tire and helping Steve take care of their somehow combined 7 children. That he deserved it. That, "Don't worry man, you can get me back sometime if you're so worried about it."

Steve's a good friend like that. Always has been.

Eddie's not really sure how they happened, really it seems like some weird anomaly that they can even coexist in the same space let alone willingly spend the majority of their free time together, but they do. He supposes though, one particular gremlin is to blame for the colliding of their souls. Dustin Henderson specifically. At first Eddie was jealous then when he met Steve, well, then he was kinda infatuated and it's all been downhill from there. Eddie's in love now. Hopelessly, irrevocably in love. With his straight best friend. How cliche.

How fucking cliche.

Eddie huffs to himself and tries to avoid checking out Steve's ass in his way too tight Levi's as they enter the lobby of some too nice hotel in the middle of what he thinks to be some Indiana State Park. Truthfully, he doesn't remember where they are, slept the majority of the way here since they left after work and he's exhausted, but the place is nice. Cosy almost if it weren't for its vastness. Really it resembles what he'd imagine to be a lodge. A giant log cabin if you will. Somewhere he supposes Harrington Sr. probably stays for some fancy men's hunting trip or something. Looks like the type of place that'd be a resort in the winter. Large fireplaces, overstuffed leather furniture, mounts from what he assumes to be the owners hunting trips.

In all honesty it isn't what he expected, but it's still nice and well, he's not paying for it so he's not complaining.

God he doesn't even want to think about what the room cost Steve for the week.

"Checking in under Harrington," Steve's voice pulls Eddie from the fog of his thoughts as he checks in, a young giggling couple to their left doing the same.

Trying to not grimace at the sight of the love birds, Eddie too approaches the front desk, leans against its edge and watches Steve as he signs a piece of paper and hands over his ID and credit card to the receptionist or whatever the front desk lady is called, Chrissy, he assumes if the strawberry blondes name tag is anything to go by.

Idle and waiting to get to their room and sleep in until noon tomorrow, Eddie zones out, all too focused on Steve's profile as he talks. The only thing filtering through his brain is the crushing guilt of this weekend, Steve's sharp jaw and the couple next to him talking a little too loudly to ignore as they boast about their recent wedding to their receptionist, the poor young man looking far too exhausted to give a shit. But it's then that Eddie hears that same receptionist say to the couple, "With your honeymoon package, you'll be saving 30% on your stay with us. Here are your keys … -"

It's then too, that something occurs to Eddie and his mouth runs away from him as he more or less blurts out, "Oh congratulations, we're honeymooning too."

The couple squeals and congratulates them as they scurry off to their room and Eddie has all but two seconds to process what he's just done (tried to save Steve money in the dumbest way possible) before Chrissy is doing the same, saying to he and Steve, "Congratulations! Oh my goodness that's so exciting! Well, let me do something special for your little week away then. I'll upgrade you two to the Honeymooner's Package and Mr. and Mr. Harrington," the gal winks, "you'll receive a room upgrade, 30% off of your stay and free access to so many of our great amenities."

Red in the cheeks at the idea of being married to Steve Harrington, Eddie, for the first time in a long time is speechless. What has he done? They're going to have to act like a couple now or they'll get found out and kicked out. Fuck. What the fuc-

An arm slips around Eddie's waist and squeezes, his whole body going up in flames as he goes rigid.

"Thank you," Steve says, Eddie assumes to Chrissy as he momentarily blacks out and is solely held up by the muscular arm that wraps tighter around him, fingers on his waist that have never been there before.

What the fuck?

Then there's a kiss on his cheek and Eddie has never snapped so suddenly back to reality.

Steve's eyes find Eddie's almost immediately, somehow communicating at the same time, 'Are you okay?' and 'Man, you got us into this mess, act the part.'

He really did, didn't he?

Well…

Eddie leans into Steve more intentionally, trying to ignore the desperate flutter in his chest when Steve smiles and pulls him closer, his thumb gently caressing the thin fabric at Eddie's side while they wait for Chrissy to make the changes in the system and hand them their keys.

It's all so foreign, but really it's not. They're touchy, maybe in each other's space a bit too much, sometimes to the point that one of the kids or Robin feels the need to shout at them to get a room. But it's never this. It's never long lasting lingering touches that kinda make Eddie want to cry. It's never this intimate. It's normally teasing or comforting. Sitting in each other's lap just to be a pain in the ass or squeezes to the arm when they can tell the other is stressed out. Things like that. Never coupley shit. Never this.

"Honey?" Steve's voice comes as a whisper close to Eddie's ear, sweet like honey and teasing, there's a smirk on his lips, "Wanna go check out the room?"

Chrissy giggles after handing Steve the keys and disappears behind a door leaving just the two twenty-somethings alone in the lobby. Steve's arm is still around Eddie's waist.

Eddie blinks, nods like a fucking idiot and lets out a horrible, barely there gasp when Steve's hand leaves his body only to ghost down his arm and intertwine their fingers together, pulling him along.

It's not until they're in the closed elevator that their hands separate and Eddie's able to manage words again. "What the fuck did I just do?"

Steve snorts a laugh before he shrugs, leans against the wall next to Eddie and says simply, "Made our week away a lot more interesting, that's for sure."

All Eddie can manage is a groan, knocking his head against the wall to which Steve responds, "Well that and saved me a couple hundred bucks."

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Things only get worse once they get to their room. Not only did they get upgraded to the Honeymooner's Package, it appears they too got upgraded to a honeymoon suite.

Jesus H Christ

Steve's cackling at the door of the room, gaudy red carpet beneath his feet as Eddie shoulders past him to get a better look. And Christ alive, it's awful. So, so awful.

For starters there's only one bed. Heart shaped in all its glory beneath a mirrored ceiling with a basket of what looks to be condoms, lube and lotions stationed artfully in its centre.

Awful.

Than, there's the bathroom that's more or less a fucking fish bowl. From where he's standing, only a few feet further into the room than Steve, Eddie can see that those glass walls provide no privacy. NONE. What the ever loving fuck!? There's a huge tub and shower and nothing more than a thick pane of glass separating them from the rest of the room.

Aw-ful.

What has he gotten himself into?

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judeswhore · 8 months

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jude would sooo hard launch you in his social media. no matter if it is just a dump of photos from a weekend off you both spend together (only the two of you btw) in a different place or maybe he's collecting all of the pics u sent him on a daily basis to post them all at some point because you don't have the habit to post yourself that much and he thinks that's an absurd because you look so cute in the pics he can't help himself 💞

he’d definitely do it as a little dump from a weekend getaway like randomly on the monday evening🤭🤭like he’s got a free weekend so he’s booked for the two of u to go to one of them log cabins, just a proper cosy weekend away from everyone and everything in ur own little bubble. but youse takes so many pictures and jude is just sick of not showing u off so he’s deciding he wants to let everyone know he’s got the prettiest girl. posting the pics from the weekend of u both just being all cute and relaxed in the hot tub and in bed, mirror pics in ur matching robes and slippers, ones of youse wearing face masks like just the cutest dump ever w the cutest caption abt “treating my best girl” and all his friends r in the comments like “finally🙄🙄” bc now maybe he won’t spam his priv account. and he’d 100% just post pics of u on his story bc he thinks u look beautiful and he needs everyone else to see that too

#hey jude :)

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bucky-barnes-diaries · 2 years

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Falling In Love Forever

Pairing || TFATWS!Bucky x Female!Reader

Summary || Bucky takes you on an magical getaway where he expresses his undying love for you like never before.

Word Count || 2K

Contents & Warnings || Fluff, Mild Smut — 18+ Only, Minors DNI, implied sex, tooth-rotting fluff.

Authors Note || This is for my lovely and bestest @jadedvibes Falling In Love writing challenge <3 I’m so in love and proud of this fic (but also a little nervous to share). Thank you Jade for hosting such a wonderful challenge!

Disclaimer || English is not my first language so I apologise for any mistakes or misunderstandings!

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“Please, babe, can't you just give a tiny little hint to where you're taking me?”

He averted his eyes from the dark and deserted road that you'd been driving on for the past hour or so and onto you for a few moments—a sweet and mischievous smile displayed on his face. You tried to give him your best and innocent puppy-dog eyes, hoping your soft expression would entice him to reveal some of the secrets about your getaway that he's been teasing you with all week, but he wouldn't budge.

“Hey,” he took your hand and laced his fingers with yours, laying a sweet kiss on the back of it, “you know I always want to tell you everything no matter what, but this is the one exception where I won't. I want this to be a surprise for you, doll.”

Although you wanted nothing more than to prod him with questions about where you were going, you didn't want him to get upset in any way due to your impatience and possibly spoil the surprise he's been so excited about. So you held your tongue, trusting that all your pondering would be worth it in the end.

“Ok, Bucky,” you gave him an accepting squeeze of your hand, “I trust you.”

The car went silent; only the soft melody of the radio filled the comfortable silence as you continued driving on, hands still interlocked together.

A couple more minutes passed before Bucky turned off from the main road and onto a dirt one that led far into the woods. You kept on going for a few more minutes until you started to see lights in the distance slowly approaching as you drove closer.

And there it was, the surprise—the most charming and cozy log cabin. The autumn trees surrounding it were decorated with twinkling lights, creating a sheltered bubble shielding you from the dark and thick forest around.

“Ok, here it is,” Bucky announced as he stopped the car.

“Oh, Bucky,” you muttered in a soft exhale. Your eyes sparkled just like the twinkling lights did as you looked upon the beautiful cabin where you would be spending your weekend alone—you and your most favourite and loved person in the whole world, Bucky.

You got out of the car, as did Bucky. And you stood outside in the chilling weather for a moment, taking it all in. You were in awe at the warmth and love that radiated from the cabin, letting it engulf you while your lover stood by your side and pulled you closer to his safe embrace.

“I hope I didn't exaggerate the surprise. I know it's not anything big and fancy, but I just wanted to take you somewhere cozy and secluded, all to myself.” You heard the smirk in his tone but also a hint of insecurity that you may not like where he's taken you, which you found quite offensive because you wanted nothing more than this right here.

“Babe, it's beautiful,” you leaned your head on his shoulder, “I don't want anything more than you. I don't care where we go. As long as I have you, it's absolutely perfect.”

He blushed a bright pink as he looked down at his shoes, kicking the dirt and feeling his heart warm up with pure love.

“Y-you want to go inside?”

“Yes! What are we waiting for? Let's go.”

Bucky took your bags from the car before unlocking the door to the cabin, letting you enter first. You were surprised to find the space lit and warm as you thought it would be freezing cold.

“The owners were here an hour ago to get the place heated up for us.”

“That was nice of them,” you mumbled as you started taking off your coat, but Bucky stopped you.

“Keep it on. There’s lots out the back to show and explore.”

“Alright then,” you smiled before bundling yourself up again.

“Have a look around. I'll just put our things upstairs.”

While Bucky went upstairs to put your bags away, you explored the downstairs. The kitchen was well equipt with a full fridge of groceries and snacks, a table to sit and eat at, a lounge area to chill and read, and the most impressive and crucial part of the cabin, the beautiful stone fireplace, with a snug little space of fluffy rugs and comfortable pillows in front of it.

You stood and admired it, already fantasising about all the uses you and Bucky would have for such an intimate area—relaxing, reading, napping, having sex. Lots of nasty sex and lovemaking.

A pair of strong arms wrapped around your waist, pulling you out of the daydream and making you tense up for a split second before relaxing and leaning into the familiar embrace of your boyfriend, laying your arms on top of his. His lips skimmed the sensitive skin of your neck, making you purr in approval of the delicate touch before he laid a sweet kiss behind your ear, making a wave of shivers flow down your spine and arms.

“What are you thinking about, doll?” He murmured—a smirk of knowing what was on your mind evident in his deep tone.

“Just thinking about everything we will do by the fireplace.”

“Mhm, like what?” He voiced in a teasing and sensual manner.

“I-I think it's best I just show you.”

“You can show me everything later, baby, but first,” he turned you around and took your hand in his. His smirk was replaced with an innocent and sweet smile, “I want to show you the outside first.”

You didn't know why he was so insistent on showing you the outside, but you let him lead the way out the back.

The backyard of the log cabin was as beautiful as the front but even more so. The same twinkling lights adorned the autumn trees and lit up their vibrant colours. The slow drops of the leaves every now and then created a picture-perfect scenery.

There was a giant hot tub to the side, a seating area to enjoy a wonderful breakfast or late dinner out in the beautiful nature, and a stone pathway that led to a sunken firepit where you and Bucky could snuggle up in the evening to tell stories and roast s'mores.

The pathway continued further out into the darkness. In the distance, you noticed a lake. The moonlight reflected onto the quiet water.

It was all so absolutely breathtaking. Now you understood why Bucky wanted to show you the back—all the possibilities for you and him to have the most magical and fun weekend together.

All of a sudden, the start of “Can't Help Falling In Love” by Elvis Presley started playing through speakers you weren't able to locate. Turning around to your boyfriend with a puzzled expression on your face, which softened up when you found him with an adorable grin on his, and his flesh hand stretched out, wanting you to take it.

“What's this, Bucky?”

“Can't I just dance with my wonderful girlfriend in this most magical setting?”

The scenery, the falling leaves, the music, your boyfriend requesting a dance? It was all so corny and cliche, but it was the most perfect it ever could be—everything you ever wanted.

Your face beamed brightly when you took his hand in yours. Unexpectedly, he spun you around, making you giggle in sweet approval before he pulled you flush into his warm embrace, holding you tight and snug into him while his forehead rested on yours, noses brushing one another.

As you swayed together, Bucky hummed along to the words of the love song. His piercing eyes gazed deep into yours: nothing but love and adoration swimming in those perfect blues of his.

Take my hand

Take my whole life, too

For I can't help

Falling In Love with you

You pressed your ear into his chest while he rested his head on yours. You felt so whole and adored as he sang these loving words to you. Even through Bucky's thick clothing, you could still hear his heart beating in a steady rhythm of love and life for you.

You stood for a while, swaying side to side, holding each other so close and basking in your safe bubble of warmth and love.

You started listening to the words and styles of the songs in the playlist Bucky had put on and noticed similarities between them—they were all about Falling In Love.

“Bucky?”

He hummed in response.

“Why are all the songs about falling in love? Are you not in love with me?”

“What?” He took your face in his hands, making you look at him. He bore a confused expression on his face, eyebrows furrowed at your ridiculous question.

“Of course, I'm in love with you, silly girl.”

“So what's with the songs? What's with the falling in love?”

It was probably a silly question to ask since you and Bucky had been together now for three years, and he had expressed his love for you countless times, but you were just so curious about the choice of songs.

He inhaled and exhaled deeply, caressing your cold cheeks while he looked deep in thought. Like he was collecting his words on what to say to you. You hugged him tighter while leaning your chin on his chest and displaying an encouraging smile on your face, wanting to hear his explanation to you.

“The way I think a lot of people perceive love is that you first fall in love with someone, and then over time, you are in love with them after you've gotten to know the person and created a bond. But with you, my doll, I fall in love every single day. Every single moment I just fall so madly and deeply in love with you. But I'm also so crazy in love with you. And I didn't think those two feelings and emotions could be experienced simultaneously. But I do; whenever I'm with you, I experience nothing but those feelings, baby. I'm going to fall in love with you forever but also be in love with you forever.”

You were nothing but speechless as tears polled in your eyes about his expression of love for you. You felt loved, cherished, important and protected by his declaration. And although you had your own words to express your love for him, you knew they could never compare to Buckys.

“I love you so, so much, Bucky. I know it's not near as magnificent as your words, but I just-”

He cut you off by kindly shushing you and leaning his forehead on yours as he held your cheeks. You placed your hands on top of his.

“All I ever need to hear from you are those three words and nothing else, doll.” He leaned in closer, lips brushing your own as you both held big smiles on your faces. “Please, say it again.”

“I love you, Bucky.”

“I love you too.”

He pressed his lips to yours—laying a long and sweet kiss on them, sealing his undying love for you.

Like this, you stood for a while—kissing, hugging and loving on each other before you both pulled away.

The big smiles you had held on your faces were replaced with playful smirks as the sweet love between one another blossomed into lustful love.

“Now, how about I take you inside and show you my need and love for you for hours on end that words can never express, babydoll?”

Bucky palmed your ass tightly while he tugged on his bottom lip. Those perfect blues of his dark with desire now—sex and lust all on his mind.

“Please do, baby, and don’t hold back one bit in loving and fucking all of me.”

“I will love and fuck you till the end of time, my doll; that’s a forever promise.”

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hardstraykidshours · 1 year

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stray kids fic-mas: day 1

pairing: chan x afab!reader

genre: smut, fluff, 18+ (minors dni)

summary: your airbnb has a cozy little fireplace, and you tell chan one of your fantasies.

length: 1.4k

warnings: food mention, slight christmas mention, profanity, sexual/suggestive content, wax play, oral sex (f. receiving), fingering (f. receiving), implied penetrative sex (please wrap before you tap), afab reader, nsfw 18+ (minors dni)

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"you know, i never thought we'd actually use this thing when i first saw the rental listing," chan says as he adds another log to the fireplace before closing the grate.

"what? how could we not use it? nothing screams holiday getaway more than a fireplace and some hot chocolate." you and chan had taken the weekend to go on a little trip to celebrate the holidays together before you each leave to go visit your families. he rented out a cozy little cabin for the two of you and you planned on spending the weekend doing all sorts of festive things. there was an ice skating rink and a lights show in the town nearby, and you downloaded a ton of christmas movies on your laptop for the two of you to watch. you even spent the afternoon putting up a few lights and decorations to make it all feel even more festive and cozy.

"speaking of which, here you go," you cross the room and hand chan the steaming mug of cocoa you just made. "i added peppermint."

he takes a sip before setting the mug up on the mantel and moving behind you to wrap his arms around your waist. "mmmm, you're right," he says while resting his chin on your shoulder. "it is very cozy."

"i told you!" you take a big sip of your cocoa before turning your head slightly to look at him. "you were so resistant to lighting the fire, but i knew you'd love it."

you smile broadly at him, and he pulls away slightly, chuckling to himself.

"what?"

"you have a little cocoa, right..." he reaches forward to slowly drag the pad of his thumb across your lip. "there, that's better." his thumb lingers slightly on your lips and a moment of silence passes as you both stare at each other, the mood rapidly shifting.

"you know," you murmer, setting your mug next to his on the mantel. "i've always thought about what it would be like to make love in front of a fireplace."

"oh? have you now?" he replies, voice barely above of whisper as he turns your body to face him.

you nod slightly, and he leans in close. "i think we can make that happen," his lips meet yours in a gentle kiss, tongue caressing yours as he pulls you down to the floor with him. he pauses for a moment to drag a blanket over from the couch and drape it on the floor in front of the fireplace before laying you down.

in between kisses, he slowly removes your clothing, taking his time with each and every item. the experience is so sensual you know your panties are already soaked, and he hasn't even really touched you yet. he gets you down to nothing but your panties when you realize he's still fully clothed.

you slip your fingers under the hem of his shirt, dragging it up his body in the same slow, erotic way he did when undressing you. when you pull chan's shirt over his head, you toss it out of the way accidentally knocking into the candle on the side table. some of the wax splashes over, extinguishing the flame and spilling onto the table.

"shit! i'm sorry!" you scramble up from the floor and towards the candle, but chan stops you by grabbing your arm. you turn back towards him, a questioning look on your face. "i need to clean it up before the wax hardens."

"don't worry about it, i'll deal with that later," he says while moving towards the side table to grab the extinguished candle and bring it back towards where you were sitting in front of the fire. "i have an idea i want to try." his gaze darkens and although you're not sure what he's thinking of, you feel your panties growing wetter just from the way he's looking at you.

"lay down."

you comply immediately and open your mouth to ask what his idea is, but the words die in your throat as you watch him set the candle down next to you and slowly crawl up your body. his eyes rake across your naked form as he moves, and hot arousal burns in every place his eyes touch.

he places his knees on either side of your hips and sits up, hovering just enough that he's not actually sitting on you. he reaches down with one hand to gently tuck a stray piece of hair behind your ear. "trust me?" he asks gently as he picks up the candle again.

realization dawns on you, and you have to fight the urge to rub your thighs together. you nod in confirmation. he tilts the candle, and you watch the melted wax slowly move to the edge before dripping down onto the center of your chest.

the wax is hot enough to make you jump slightly, but not hot enough to actually burn you. he continues on, moving the candle in a spiral so it drips onto your breast, edging closer and closer to your nipple. when the wax finally reaches the center, you arch your back, moaning at the exquisite sensation of the hot wax enveloping your nipple.

he directs his attention to your other breast, treating it with same slow, torturous movements as the first. he then moves the candle back to the center of your chest and down, slowly trailing drops of wax across your stomach and towards your soaking pussy.

he pauses to set the candle aside for a moment to move down further, sliding your panties off in the process, before resuming his work. gasps and whimpers escape you as you feel the wax trail up the inside of your thigh, stopping just before it reaches your throbbing core.

"channie, please," you beg, unable to take the teasing any longer.

"what, baby girl? what do you need?"

"you," you gasp out as more wax dribbles along your hip bone. "i need to feel you. please."

he immediately complies with your request, pushing the candle to the side before burying his head between your legs. you twine your fingers in his hair and cry out as his tongue swirls around your clit.

just as with everything else tonight, he takes his time, slowly devouring you. his movements aren't rushed, in fact his tongue is almost lazy in the way it drags through your folds as though he's enjoying his favorite meal and wants to savor it.

you try to pull him closer, practically writhing beneath him, but nothing makes him pick up the pace. after what feels like an eternity he slowly adds a finger and you moan loudly, eyes rolling back at the sensation.

after a few strokes, he adds a second, curling his fingers slightly as he draws them in and out of you, his tongue still drawing circles around your clit.

"oh god, channie, yes!" you moan out, a knot starting to build in your core as he starts to increase his speed. even so, he does it slowly, building up your orgasm for longer than you thought was possible. when you think you might lose your mind from the torturous pleasure he is bringing you, he doubles his efforts, starting to suck on your sensitive nub as he reaches up with his free hand to twist your nipple.

it takes only seconds for you to tip over the edge, falling completely apart beneath him. your eyes roll back as your release barrels through your body, pure pleasure filling every nerve. he continues to work you with his mouth through your orgasm, drawing it out as long as possible. the pleasure washes over you again and again in waves. just when you think it's finally over, one more lap of his tongue will bring another aftershock rippling through you.

when you finally ride out ever last bit of your high, he presses a kiss to your inner thigh before sliding up your body to kiss you cheek.

he pulls away slightly and smiles at you, his chin shining with your juices in the firelight.

"holy shit," you finally mange to say. "that was incredible."

his smile grows at your words and he bends down to press another kiss to your lips. "good. i was hoping you might enjoy that. now let's go get all this wax cleaned up." he moves to stand but you grab his arm and pull him back down on top of you, shaking your head.

"not yet. first, i want you to follow through on your promise to show me what it feels like to make love in front of a fireplace."

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steddie-island · 5 months

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Cabin in the Woods

@steddiemas day 27 - Keeping Warm | WC: 1199 | Rating: G Tags: Snowed in, First kiss, Getting together Also find it on ao3

They’d been looking for the cabin for half an hour. Hopper hadn’t been lying when he’d said the side road leading to the cabin had been easy to miss; they’d had to turn around twice before they’d actually spotted it. It was a couple hundred yards away from the road and surrounded by trees that almost seemed to have grown up around it. It was perfect for a romantic weekend getaway. …Which was why Hopper had asked the three of them, Steve and Robin and Eddie, to take an afternoon and make sure the place was clean and that the firewood was stocked. Robin, the traitor, had caught the flu, so it was just Steve and Eddie.

Not that either of them were complaining at first. Eddie put on some of Hopper’s vinyls as they wiped the layers of dust from the furniture. The windows were open, the fresh air sweeping in and clearing away the smell of stagnation.

The two boys changed the bedding, they replaced the pillows with the nicer ones that Hopper had bought because he thought Joyce deserved the best– and because Robin had pointed out that if the pillows had been there for ten years the way he’d claimed they’d been, they definitely needed to be replaced before Joyce used them.

The refrigerator was stocked with groceries that Hopper had bought. They made sure the water was running and that there were gallons of water in case the pipes ended up freezing. Everything was going perfectly.

Until they went out to start gathering firewood.

Until the snow that had been coming down in gentle flurries all day decided to stop flurrying and start dumping down on them.

They hadn’t gone that far from the cabin, really they hadn’t, but with the way the wind whipped the snow off of the ground and into their eyes, they may as well have trekked to the other side of town. “Stay close to me!” Steve shouted before abandoning part of his armload of wood. He wanted to make sure they still had something to burn, but he needed a hand to hold on to Eddie with, too. Both of them being lost was bad enough, but being lost separately? That was another kind of hell that Steve really didn’t want to think about.

So they held on to one another as they stumbled this way and that, blown about like they weighed as little as the snow drifts.

It was another twenty minutes before the snow slowed enough for them to make out the shape of the cabin against the trees. Both boys ran for it, and almost as soon as they reached the porch the blizzard started up again.

“F-f-fuck!” Eddie dropped the firewood into the bin Hop had set up for it inside. “It’s f-f-freezing out th-th-there.” His teeth chattered as he spoke. “Cl-clothes off,” Steve managed to get out once the door was closed behind them. He shrugged out of his parka, removed his mittens and the hat that was stiff with ice and snow.

“You h-hitt-tting on me?” Eddie tried to joke. His teeth clacked together too hard for that, though, and he began stripping out of his wet layers, too. Which at this point was pretty much everything.

Steve was shivering too hard to respond. He just walked past Eddie to the bedroom to dig through and find clothes. Hop’s pants would be too big for them, but he found lounge pants that they could cinch tighter and two flannels that they could wrap up in. He managed to dig up some thick socks, too, and made a note to thank Hopper for never properly packing this place up.

“I’ll g-get the fire going.” Steve passed Eddie’s clothes over to him. He’d hurried to get dressed already, but Eddie had less meat on him and was practically turning fucking blue.

“My– my f-fingers are gonna f-f-fall off,” he complained as he pulled the socks on over his hands instead of his feet. “Jesus Christ, why didn’t we do firewood f-f-first?” “Because we’re idiots,” Steve said. He knelt beside the fireplace and began stacking the few dry logs they had inside. It took some fumbling with crumpled up newspaper, and the lighter Eddie carried around with him didn’t want to work where it had gotten so wet, but soon enough a fire was burning and the cold was seeping from their bones.

“Hop owes us b-bigtime,” Eddie murmured. Steve had sat him firmly down right in front of the fire so his hair could thaw and his lips could get their color back. He found a can of stew in the cabinet and used a pot held over the flame to get it warmed up. “It’s okay, Ed. We’ll be okay.” “I know.” Eddie pulled the quilt tighter around himself to keep the heat trapped in. “Lucky thing I got stuck with a B-boy scout.” The tease had less heat in it with the way Eddie’s teeth chattered in the middle.

Steve just grinned and dished the food up. “Lucky I got stuck with a stoner who had a lighter on him.” His voice was fond, though, and as he took his spot beside Eddie the other boy opened his arms to drape the quilt over Steve, too.

They talked as they ate, about Robin, about Joyce and Hopper, about how Erica was the scariest person either of them had ever met (tied very, very closely with Max.)

Steve put their bowls in the sink and came back to the fire. Eddie looked better now, had most of his color back to his skin. When those doe eyes looked up at him, Steve felt his breath catch in his chest.

“What?” Eddie asked as he pushed his hair off of his face. “Nothing. You just… look better.” Steve folded back down beside him under the blanket. Eddie smelled nice, too, like cold and snow and the conditioner that he’d filched from Steve’s house that Steve used when he spent the night at the trailer. “Do you have feeling in your fingers again?”

His intention hadn’t been to take Eddie’s hand as he asked the question, but between one breath and the next their fingers were laced together and resting on Eddie’s knee.

Eddie looked down at where golden skin met alabaster. Something had been growing between them since Steve had taken care of him in the hospital and after. There were so many shared glances, touches that lingered just a little too long, and it had long become normal for the two of them (and a lot of times Robin, too) to share a bed when the nights were long and the shadows grew heads that opened into stars with razor sharp teeth. Steve had seen him at his worst and had stuck around, was still sticking around.

“Fingers seem to be okay. I think my lips could use some warming up, though,” Eddie said, finally feeling courageous enough to say something.

Steve smiled and brought his hand up to cup Eddie’s cheek. They leaned in closer.

As their lips met, the storm outside raged on.

Steve and Eddie had never been warmer.

#Steddiemas #Steddie #Steddie fic #Steddie ficlet #I accidentally combined days 27 and 28 #It's been a long day but we made it lol #We're just leaving this tagged as day 27

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e-dubbc11 · 4 months

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from the fluffy winter holiday prompts and for my fave dilf, brock rumlow I want the going sledding together and ending up in the snow, oh no!

Hello my dear Selene!

This one was fun for me plus it has dogs in it. I hope you like what I did and thank you SO much for sending in all of your asks! ♥️♥️♥️

Dashing Through the Snow

Photos are not mine. They are courtesy of Pinterest/Google.

Pairing: Brock Rumlow x F! Reader

Warnings: PG-13 pretty much, fluff, a couple of swear words, little bit smexy.

Word Count: 1.6K-ish

Summary: Brock takes you away to a log cabin for a long weekend. You bring your dogs along and when fresh snow falls, you have an idea involving the sleds you found in the garage and your pooches.

A/N: short little note, I named the dogs after two characters from one of my favorite movies

As always, thank you for reading! I appreciate it so much and comments, reblogs are welcome and encouraged. Don’t be shy to tell me your favorite part. 💕💕 💕

The pristine blanket of white covered everything from the bare tree branches down to the blacktop driveway. Mother nature had given you a fresh white canvas to gaze at while drinking your morning coffee.

A wide smile stretched across your lips when the dogs leaped onto the back of the couch to look out the window with you. With their tongues out, they almost looked like they were smiling as they continued to look out the window while wagging their tails.

There was at least a foot of new snow out there.

Brock had taken you away up north for a long weekend and judging from his reaction when he pulled back the curtains of the log cabin, revealing the deep snow drifts in the yard, he may have regretted that decision.

With his lips firmly pressed together, he shook his head slowly back and forth as the large flakes of snow silently fell from the sky.

It wasn’t done snowing yet.

“What’s that for, Rumlow?” You asked. “You don’t like the snow?”

In a gruff tone, he replied, “I don’t like having to shovel a path so the dogs can do their business.”

The two Cane Corso’s, still on the couch, whined in his direction.

“See…they know you’re talking about them.” You chuckled.

Putting on his snow boots and winter coat, Brock pointed at the dogs and said, “Don’t let them out until I’ve made a path for them out back.”

Ripley and Hicks whined again.

“No…you two do NOT get to come outside yet.” He scolded them.

Still holding your coffee, you stood up and walked over to where Brock was and gave him a kiss on the cheek. His stubble tickled your lips and he quickly turned his head so his lips connected with yours. They were warm and tasted like black coffee.

Warming your hands on your coffee mug, your lips curled into a half smile.

“Ok, well I’ll be here warming myself by the fire. Lemme know when you’re done and I’ll let them out.” You said, walking over to the fireplace.

“Thanks for rubbin’ it in, doll.” Said Brock, walking over to the sliding glass door that led out onto the deck.

The dogs jumped off of the couch and pressed their noses against the glass to watch as Brock started to clear the snow from the deck. Their ears perked up when you mentioned food so they followed you into the kitchen and waited patiently by their bowls for their breakfast.

While Ripley and Hicks ate, you stood at the sink washing the dishes and looked out the window at Brock. A smile played across your lips thinking about how sweet he was to arrange this weekend getaway for the two of you, plus the dogs.

You know he didn’t come off as sweet and cuddly; a lot of the time, your friends and family said sometimes he comes off rather grouchy and angry but they didn’t know him like you did. He was very sweet, he treated you well and even though he didn’t always say it, you knew he loved you.

When you arrived at the cabin, Brock pulled into the garage and you noticed there were a couple of sleds hanging on the wall. Suddenly you had an idea; there were two sleds and two dogs.

Quickly, you threw some clothes on and bundled up to go outside.

“I’m almost done, sweetheart! You can let them out in a minute!” Brock called out to you as you stepped out onto the deck.

He started to walk back toward the deck and motioned to you, letting you know that it was ok for you to let them out. You made a mental note to make sure you clean the glass door before leaving; the dogs left their nose prints all over it.

When you slid the door open, they took off running down the stairs and into the snow toward Brock. The picturesque carpet of white was now being kicked up by the gray and black dots jumping up and down in the snow.

The two of them played with each other as Brock made his way up onto the deck.

A snowflake landed on the tip of your nose as Brock leaned in to gently press his lips to yours. “I thought you were waiting by the fire, doll?”

Excitedly, you bit down on your lower lip and raised your eyebrows.

“I was but then I remembered there are sleds in the garage!!” You said, jumping up and down.

Little snowflakes were stuck in his eyelashes.

“What?” He asked.

“Come on! Let’s see if the dogs are strong enough to pull us. I’ll go get the sleds, you get their harnesses!” You said.

Brock knew he wasn’t going to be able to talk you out of it. He tried to stifle his smile but it didn’t work; he loved to see you excited and happy so he just shook his head and stepped inside briefly to get the harnesses for the dogs.

“Oh, get a couple of their treats so they have something to chase!” You shouted on your way to the garage.

“This isn’t gonna work, doll.” Brock said with doubt in his voice as he strapped the harness on Hicks.

“RIPLEY!! Come here, girl! Of course it will work. Have you seen our dogs? They’re huge; they’ll be able to pull us, no problem.” You said with an excited smile. “First one to make it in between those two bushes, wins.”

Brock’s amber colored eyes appeared more gold against the perfect white backdrop. His mouth curled up into a half smile but then it disappeared when he saw you hooking Ripley up to your sled.

“Whoa, hang on a second, y/n. How come you get Ripley?” Asked Brock.

Your mouth split into a sly smile and you narrowed your eyes at him. “I think the better question is, why don’t you want Hicks?” You asked, bending at the waist and kissing Hicks on the top of the head as the gray Cane Corso tried to lick your cheek.

“Ok fine, I’ll say it. He ain’t too bright, doll.” He said in a disappointed tone.

“Are you calling our dog, dumb, Rumlow?” You asked sarcastically with a chuckle. “He follows Ripley wherever she goes, he’ll be fine.”

It was almost comical the way Brock looked at Hicks.

You pouted and gave him the sad eyes. “Look at him.” Pointing at Hicks. “You’re hurting his feelings, baby.”

Brock playfully glared at you and reluctantly attached the harness to Hicks, then to the sled and you did the same for Ripley.

With the treats in your hands and extras in your pocket, you sat down on your sled and Brock sat on his. The tip of your nose tingled; it was starting to feel a little numb in the chilly winter air.

“Do I get a prize if I win, sweetheart?” Brock asked. His voice was extra raspy being out in the cold.

“I’ll make you hot chocolate and you get bragging rights.” You said.

“Sounds fair.” He replied.

You let the dogs smell the treats in your hand.

“Ready? GO!!”

You released the treats from your hands and the dogs took off running. The snow was very powdery and fluffy so it was easy for Ripley and Hicks to pull you in the sleds. They kicked up snow into your faces as they gained speed toward the opening between the two bushes.

Ripley was ahead but only by a little bit and as you got closer to the finish, you could see out of the corner of your eye that Hicks had drifted close to the edge of the bush which meant if he didn’t move over, Brock would end up IN the bushes.

You could hear Brock yelling at the dog to move over but obviously Hicks wasn’t listening. He was too busy running after that treat and trying to catch up with Ripley. Your sled crossed the finish line just ahead of Brock’s but Hicks pulled the sled right into the bush and Brock ended up flying face first into the piles of snow on top of the bushes.

“AH FUCK!! STUPID DOG!!!” Brock bellowed.

With snow stuck to his face, he emerged from behind the bushes. You tried to bite back a smile but you failed miserably and exploded into a full belly laugh. The dogs looked very pleased with themselves so you made sure to give them their treats on your way to see if Brock was ok.

Still laughing, you asked him, “You ok, baby? You shoulda bailed when you noticed you were headed for the bush.”

His cheeks were flushed and both sides of his face looked like they had been pinched hard.

“Yeah well, I wouldn’t have won if I bailed out, now would I?” He said.

Biting down on your lower lip, you tried your best to stop laughing. “But you didn’t win anyway, Brock.”

He pointed at Hicks.

“You’re lucky I don’t make you sleep outside.”

Hicks just wagged his tail and jumped up on Brock to try and give him a kiss.

“Come on, handsome. I’ll make you some hot chocolate anyway.” You said, calling the dogs to follow you inside.

Brock was walking behind you and before you could step through the sliding glass door, he pulled you backwards by the hips so your backside was flush with his front and his hands were resting just above your core.

Suddenly, you weren’t cold anymore.

“How ‘bout you warm me up instead, doll?” He husked softly in your ear, sending shivers down your spine.

You leaned back to place a soft kiss on his cheek.

“Well I think that sounds like a better plan than hot chocolate.”

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the1975attheirverybest · 18 days

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For concepts are we doing matty or Ross? You choose how they would celebrate your birthday?

Ooohh. Either I think? I have only written for Ross a handful of times so let me think…..

Ross: I think he would plan a little road trip. Maybe a weekend getaway or something? It would revolve around all your favorite things. Like he’d make a playlist for the road and it would have all your favorite roadtrip songs. Some silliness mixed in for the giggles. Of course you need snacks for the journey. He’d stock up on your favorite childhood candy. Maybe even rent a car specifically for this occasion. One where he can let the roof down once you hit the main roads and are out of the city traffic. So you can like enjoy the sky and the wind in your hair.

You get to your destination and it’s a lil cabin somewhere nice and quiet. He cooks for you. A nice dinner. He picked the wine in advance and had it delivered. I have a very specific place in mind idk what it’s called i think something along the lines of a “wood burner stove”? You know what I mean? These things

So he’d make a whole show of like bringing logs of wood in and keeping it going to heat up the place. There’d be dinner by the fire. Cozy tv maybe. Rounded out with a bubble bath where you get to bring your drinks into the tub. Lots of wet kissing and fun slow, gentle, incredibly cheesy romantic sex after 🥹

#vee’s 25th #yeah that’s the tag I feel like #Ross concepts?

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wildbornsiren · 1 year

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12 Days of Fluffmas!: Snowed In || Bradley “Rooster” Bradshaw/F!Reader

Snowed In. Summary: Bradley takes you on a weekend trip to a cabin. 916 words Female/AFAB reader (established relationship.) Warnings: Non-explicit sex, fluff, established relationship. Notes: Day nine of the 12 days of Fluffmas! Comments and reblogs fuel my writing, likes are appreciated. Thank you so much for reading, it’s appreciated and means the most. **Tag list is done. Please follow and turn on notifications for @wbslibrary **

A weekend getaway in a cabin. That’s what Bradley had offered as an apology for the early morning shenanigans of a hike that had ended up with the two of you covered in snow and warming up in the bronco the only way to people desperately in love could. It was Hangman’s property and he had loaned the keys to Bradley, under the condition that it be left in the same condition it was found. Not quite reassured by Bradley’s snickering, Hangman only released his grip on the keys when you stepped in, promising that you would keep your boyfriend in line.

The drive was nice, a few hours out of San Diego, but still within the time limit of travel if Bradley was called in. You stare in awe through the windshield at the cabin at the end of a winding dirt road. A two-story log cabin with a wrap around porch, nestled in the midst of towering pine trees covered in snow. “Bradley,” you turn away from the view, to look at your boyfriend. “It’s beautiful. Our own little winter wonderland.” You’re unbuckling your seatbelt, bounding out of the bronco. The snow is up powdery and soft, flurries cascading from the gray sky. “If you grab the bag, I’ll bring in the supplies.” Bradley wraps around you from behind, placing a kiss to the crown of your head. “Then you can explore to your heart’s content.” Instead, the two of you end up tangled together in the kitchen. Bradley is gentle, hands wandering, mouth pressing soft kisses to heated skin as you unwrap each other, shedding winter clothes. When he presses you against the kitchen island, you hop up onto it, his hands steadying you, pulling you closer to the edge. You’ve often teased that Bradley’s built to fuck, but when he’s got it in mind to show you how gently he can love you, it’s overwhelming. And so, so good. You stay perched on the countertop afterward, watching him put away the groceries, shirtless, gray sweats riding low on tanned hips. A cup of coffee is cradled in your hands, and when those deep brown eyes meet yours, you can’t help but hide your smile behind the rim of your mug. “Shower then unpack?” He asks, easily lifting the mug from your hands and taking a sip. You nod, and Bradley helps you down from the counter, scooping up the bag and following you to the bedroom. Shower abandoned in lieu of getting tangled up again, this time under a down comforter and high thread count sheets. Once more, he’s slow and gentle, making love—making up for lost time from trainings and mission briefings. You’ve been in love before, but the way Bradley loves you is different. Every kiss, every brush of fingers against your skin, the way he murmurs your name in post-orgasm bliss, you don’t want to let it go. It's well past midnight when you wake up. Bradley’s sprawled out on his stomach, one arm draped over you as he snores softly. You sit up, watching the sleeping man. The moonlight on the snow illuminates the room, casting his face into soft shadows. Fingertips graze along his cheek, the edge of his mustache, thumb brushing his lower lip. His breathing eases, deepening, leveling out. He looks so relaxed, peaceful. When he’s awake, he’s all angles and sharp edges, coiled tight ready to spring into action at a moment’s notice. But right now? He's soft. It’s one of the most beautiful things you’ve ever seen. It’s been so easy to love him, be with him. Six months was all it took for him to have your heart in his hands. Six months for you to trust him with it. Six months to realize that there’s nothing you can’t do without this man by your side. And how fiercely you’d protect this peace he keeps hidden away. Your stomach has other plans, and it rumbles loudly. Untangling yourself from Bradley and the blankets you pull on a pair of pj pants and a sweatshirt, padding barefoot to the kitchen. You make yourself a sandwich and knowing Bradley won’t be long behind you (the man cannot sleep in a bed alone), you make a second, putting both on a plate. You curl up on the couch that’s in front of a wall of windows overlooking the woods, pulling another heavy blanket over your lap. It’s snowing again, fat white flakes dropping rapidly from the sky. It’s quiet, peaceful and beautiful. “Really coming down, isn’t it?” Bradley asks, lounging in the doorway of the bedroom, watching you. “We might get snowed in.” You pat the couch next to you. “Made you a sandwich.” He chuckles, settling next to you under the blankets. “Snowed in huh? Whatever shall we do.” He takes the sandwich and kisses your cheek. “I don’t know Bradshaw,” you say dryly, teasing him. “I bet you could come up with a few ideas to occupy our time.” “Parcheesi.” Bradley responds. “I packed it.” “I’m more of a Yahtzee girl.” “I’ll have you screaming, honey, but it won’t be Yahtzee.” Bradley chuckles softly, taking the plate from your lap, putting it on the coffee table. “Should I show you now or later, the plans I have for us.” His mouth drags softly against your neck, your fingers coming up to tangle in his hair, toying with the curls. “Sleep now, flyboy.” You pull him closer, taking his weight and warmth happily. /end

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mobscene-london · 3 months

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THE DATES SO FAR:

Travel to Costa Brava in Spain and explore the historical Tossa de Mar before having dinner aboard a catamaran ride around the coast at sunset.

A day in Heraklion, Crete, to explore the beaches, local architecture, and museums.

A visit to San Vito Lo Capo, Sicily, to embrace the beautiful beaches. An afternoon spent climbing the face of Monte Monaco, before winding down with a relaxing dinner in the town, with plenty of local wine to share.

Head to Tromsø, Norway, to go ice swimming in the Norwegian Sea. Warm up in a wood fire sauna, before heading into the city for a cosy dinner, and a night of great cocktails at the Magic Ice Bar.

Edinburgh, Scotland. A trip to the Camera Obscura and World of Illusions, filled with optical wonders and playful illusions, followed by a walking tour to the historic Edinburgh Castle. The trip will conclude with a night in a cosy log cabin surrounded by the beauty of the Scottish landscape.

A trip to Amsterdam to visit the art museums on the Museumplein, followed by dinner and live music.

A night out in Moscow. Italian food and French Champagne at Mario's, followed by a ballet at the Bolshoi Theatre. Finish things off with a late-night stroll to St. Basil's to take in the architectural beauty of the city.

Brunch date along the beaches of Tenerife, before joining the festivities of Carnival of Santa Cruz de Tenerife.

A weekend getaway to the small island of Malta, where they can submerge themselves in the culture, food, and scenery, far away from the busy life of London and all its drama.

An apartment in Central Paris, overlooking the Eiffel Tower, with prosecco upon arrival. A day of leisure, followed by dinner at the Sphére, located on Rue La Boétie.

Spend some time exploring Wine Factory N1 in Tbilisi. After plenty of wine tasting and bar hopping, an evening dining at the opulent Biltmore Hotel awaits; beautiful views over the city as the perfect accompaniment.

A pamper filled day at the luxurious Blue Lagoon Spa in Iceland, before toning it down with a beer and brewery crawl through the country's capital. End the night camping in one of Reykjavik's Geodomes.

The night consists of great food and live music. A chance to dress up and step into another world. Dinner at the Story Restaurant in London, followed by Abel Selaocoe and Britten Sinfonia at the Barbican Centre.

A trip to New York to visit the Metropolitan Museum of Art, the Empire State Building, Central Park, and do a food tour of the city together.

Private Island Living off the coast of Greece. A small Island villa just for two. Peace, quiet, and no nosey neighbours.

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Enjoy a long-weekend away to Ibiza where you will experience both sides of the Island; nights out in the best clubs with the greatest DJs and the nights in watching sunsets by the beach, most luxurious dinners. A date with the best of both worlds.

Get tipsy together on a weekend away at Amalfi Coast. Stay in five-star Hotel Santa Caterina, with its far-reaching views along the coast, a luxurious beach club and two restaurants, for a four-day ‘Luxury Amalfi Coast Wine Experience’.

Arrive in San Sebastián just when the locals get started for the night, around 9pm. Choose from a number of Michelin star restaurants and spend the rest of the night drinking and enjoying the company. Wake up the next day for a walk along the golden beaches and explore more of the food the city has to offer.

Take a hike around the Isle of Skye and maybe a dip in the small water ways if you're brave enough. See the beauty that Scotland has to offer. The night will end at a cottage for 2 with a chef catered meal and an overnight stay.

During the day, enjoy a walking tour of Haga Old Town in Gothenburg, Sweden and a small boat tour of some of the archipelago. End the night with dinner at family owned Familjen where the mood is cosy and the food is all local.

A long weekend in Monaco. Enjoy the comfort of the iconic Café de Paris, spending the afternoon pampered in its spa before heading to an opera. Michelin restaurants, beach sunsets, and ultimate luxury mark a perfect weekend.

Austria. Visit the lakeside alpine village of Hallstatt in the Alps and enjoy a picnic lunch via boat ride. Attend an Austrian Apple Strudel Cooking Class in the afternoon before venturing to Salzburg to tour Hohensalzburg Fortress. Dine at the restaurant atop and attend a night-time concert there while taking in the balcony view of the historic town of Salzach below, including the river and mountains.

A weekend in Positano, along Italy's soaring Amalfi Coast. This includes a private boat tour to the island of Capri.

Sunset watching on a private yacht off the Greek Islands in quiet and private location, followed by luxurious but relaxed dinner and champagne. (edited to be in-keeping with geographical constrictions. Send a follow up date acknowledging this if you wish to change it. ♥)

Jetset to Finland, spend the morning exploring the snowy forest on horseback, try your hand at ice fishing before enjoying lunch prepared over an open fire. Experience the excitement of an overnight husky or reindeer safari to chase down the northern lights and return to the lodge the next afternoon to wind down in one of the glass house igloos of Kakslauttanen resort and enjoy the spectacular sights with a warm hot chocolate and a decadent five course dessert degustation.

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theresthesnitch · 2 years

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Written for the @wolfstarmicrofic prompt: camper.

Sirius chanced a glance sideways at where Remus sat behind the wheel of his–god help him–pick up truck. Remus owned a pick up truck, and Sirius honestly never thought he would be dating a boy who drove anything this big.

It’s so big.

Like… so, so big.

Then again, he also never thought he’d be dating a boy who was a camper–like an honest to god, tent in the woods, shit in a bucket, catch our dinner camper–but here they were anyway, three months strong and headed off to some campground to celebrate.

Sirius couldn’t really be upset, though. Remus looked so happy. He was tapping his fingers on the steering wheel and singing along with whatever was on the radio, and it all just made Sirius want to kiss him.

Which, he couldn’t because Remus was driving them in to the fucking woods.

Remus absently reached out and took Sirius’s hand from where he was picking at his fingernail, sliding their fingers together, and Sirius tried to relax.

“We’re here.”

Sirius looked up to see them pulling up in front of some beautiful cabin-like building, built of wood logs and with a whole side made of sparkling glass. Must be the campground main office. Sirius was wondering how he could convince Remus to never leave this building as he reached for the door handle, but it opened under his hand.

A cheery man with a green bell boy outfit smiled at him. “Welcome to the Happy Camper Resort and Spa. Can I take your–”

Sirius spun to find Remus, who was smirking next to him. “Resort and Spa? What is this?”

Remus shrugged. “Our weekend getaway!”

Sirius narrowed his eyes to glare, but it was ruined by the smile spreading across his face. “You lied to me! You said we were going camping!”

“Baby, you would hate camping.”

“You said we were going to get really down in the mud this weekend!”

Remus grabbed his hand. “We are. I scheduled us mud baths later. It’s supposed to be great for your pores, or something.”

Sirius threw his head back and laughed as Remus led him up the steps of the resort. “I hate you so much.”

Remus just smiled at him. “No, you don’t.”

Sirius sighed. “I really, really don’t.”

#wolfstar #wolfstar microfic #camper #remus lupin #sirius black #snitchwrites

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leosmasktails · 2 years

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That being said, I want to thank each and every one of my mutuals, friends, and followers who helped me get through some tough times in my life. You have no idea how much your friendship and love has impacted my life, and for that I will always be grateful. So thank you 🫶

Also a quick note, I do plan on finishing For Leo’s Sake for anybody who is interested, so do not worry! I don’t know how long it will take me at this point, but I will get it done eventually!

(This page will also still be up, but I will just be inactive!)

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For Leo’s Sake

After the battle with the Kraang, Splinter cannot bear to allow Leo to come that close to harm again, confining him to the lair for over a month without realizing how much the time has flown. Leo begins to lose himself more and more every day, causing his brothers to become fed up with Splinter’s actions and brainstorm a vacation idea to slowly allow Leo back into the world: a weekend getaway to a log cabin.

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The Best Gift He Could Ever Ask For

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