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inevitably-johnlocked · 4 years

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Hey so I've recently been craving sport themed Johnlock (Excluding Rugby because it's kinda overused though 100% understandable). Either one could be doing the sport I just wanted something sporty. Preferably long and kinda angsty but just sporty will do-

Hi Nonny!

Sure! You’re in luck because I haven’t really read any Rugby John, LOL. You’re getting all the sports AUs I have :) I thought I did this list already but apparently not hahah :P Here you are!

SPORTS

See also:

Alexx’s Sports AU List

YorkiePug’s Sports AU List

Summit Fever by J_Baillier (M, 78,802 w., 18 Ch. || Mountain Climber AU || POV John, Angst, Tragedy, Suicidal Ideation, The Himalayas, Mountain Guide / Doctor John, Mount Climber Sherlock, Loneliness, Drama, Suspense, Slow Burn, Injured Sherlock / Sherlock Whump, Pining John) – After graduating from medical school, John Watson followed his heart to the Himalayas. Ten years later, he's a haunted cynic working for his ex-lover's trekking and mountaineering company. Will leading an expedition to Annapurna I—the most lethal of all the world's highest mountains—shake John out of his reverie, and who is the mystery client added to the group at the last minute?

Thermocline by J_Baillier (M, 83,557 w., 14 Ch. || Scuba Diving AU || Adventure, Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Marine Archaeology, Asexual Sherlock, Horny John, Relationship Drama, Technical/Scuba/Wreck Diving, Slow Burn, Underwater / Medical Peril, Doctor John, Hurt Sherlock, Anxious Sherlock, John POV, Protective John, Body Appreciation) – John "Five Oceans" Watson — technical dive instructor, dive accident analyst and weapon of mass seduction — meets recluse professor of maritime archaeology Holmes. As they head out to a remote archipelago off the coast of Guatemala to study and film its shipwrecks for a documentary, will sparks fly or fizzle out?

Uphill by scullyseviltwin (E, 84,945 w., 18 Ch. || Olympics AU || Sherlock POV, Skier!Sherlock / Medic!John, Rivalry, 2014 Olympics, Happy Ending) – Sherlock Holmes is striving for gold in this, his fourth and final Olympics as a downhill Alpine racer.

Eyes Up, Heels Down by CodenameMeretricious (E, 107,845 w., 43 Ch. || Sports Equestrian AU || Fluff, Angst, Humour, Rider!Sherlock, Groomer!John, Show Jumping, Slow Burn, Happy Ending) – Sherlock is a top eventing rider currently training at Baker Farms. John is the new groom who's been told to steer clear of the surly rider and his horses. Part 1 of Baker Farms

A Study in Winning by Jupiter_Ash (E, 106,658 w., 11 Ch. || Tennis AU || John POV, Dirty Talk, Mutual Pining, Misunderstandings, Happy Ending, Sherlock Speaks French, Switchlock, Wimbledon) – John and Sherlock are professional tennis players and it’s Wimbledon. One is a broken almost was at the end of his career, the other an arrogant rising star tipped for greatness. It should have been a straightforward tournament. It really should have been. How were they to know that a chance encounter would change everything? Part 1 of Tennis

The Bang and the Clatter by earlgreytea68 (M, 137,049 w., 37 Ch. || PODFIC AVAILABLE || Baseball AU || Slow Burn / Dev. Rel., Possessive/Obsessive Sherlock, Jealous Sherlock, Mutual Pining, Body Appreciation, Depression, Closeted Sexuality, Family, Sherlock’s Mind Palace, Ogling Each Other, Anxious Sherlock, Panic Attack, Drunkenness, Talk of Forever, Big Feelings™) – Sherlock Holmes is a pitcher and John Watson is a catcher. No, no, no, it's a baseball AU. Part 1 of Baseball

Gimme Shelter by SinceWhenDoYouCallMe_John (E, 159,368 w., 21 Ch. || PODFIC AVAILABLE || 70′s Surfer AU || Period Typical Homophobia, Hawaii, Enemies to Friends to Lovers, Professional Surfers, Gay John / Sherlock, Angst with Happy Ending, John was a Sailor, Misunderstandings, Mutual Pining) – All John Watson wants is the feeling of a freshly waxed surfboard under his feet and the hot California sun baking down onto his back. To finally go pro in the newly formed world of professional surfing and leave the dark memories of his past behind him as he rips across the face of a towering blue barrel. To lounge beside the beach bonfire every evening with an ice cold beer tucked into the cool sand beside him and listen to Pink Floyd and the Doors while the saltwater dries in his sun bleached hair. That's all he wants, that is, until the hot young phenom taking Oahu and the Hawaiian shores by storm steps up next to him in the sand in the second round of the 1976 International Surf Competition. (PUBLISHED AS ‘The Sea Ain’t Mine Alone’)

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Emblaze Our Hearts by antietamfalls (T, 7,970 w., 1 Ch. || Olympics AU || Skeleton Luger Sherlock, Biathlete John, Drunkenness, Texting, Memory Loss) – A night of celebratory drinking leads to a mystery in the Olympic village. Who is this "SH" person with whom John apparently spent the night, and why did they disappear with John's most prized possession?

On The Fence by BeautifulFiction (T, 13,770 w., 1 Ch. || Fencing, Case Fic, First Kiss) – The murder of the King's College fencing champion leads to revelations about Sherlock's past. Will it be the point that tips them from friends to lovers, or will they remain on the fence? (sorry, not an AU, but since this is a new story, I want to promote it, LOL.)

A Hooligans’ Game Played By Gentlemen by scullyseviltwin (E, 15,213 w., 1 Ch. || Rugby AU || First Time, Rugby as Foreplay, Porn with Lots of Plot) – In which John wants to get back in shape, does so, joins a rugby league and has sex with Sherlock Holmes. In that order.

Forces of Nature by Ewebie (E, 18,369 w., 1 Ch. || Unilock || Rugby Captain John, Hammock Sex, Bad Jokes) – Sherlock watched as the man pushed himself out of the water and onto the floating dock constantly anchored in the middle of the lake. Oh. He was… He was quite tanned. Broad shoulders sloped into a narrow, muscular waist and tapered hips that disappeared into the navy swim trunks. Somehow the breadth of the shoulders made the thighs and legs that appeared out of the bottom of the trunks look delicate. Tanned in their own right and powerful, but oddly proportionate to the shorter stature the man seemed to possess. Sherlock watched the water run off of him, down his back, tracing a path along his spine and through the pleasing fossae lumbales laterales and lumbar lordosis into the waistband of the trunks. Sherlock swallowed. Shit.

Sticking the Landing by SweetMandolins (M, 44,826 w. 17 Ch. || Olympics AU || Gymnast John, Ballet Dancer Sherlock, Rhythmic Gymnastics, Falling in Love, Fluff, Mutual Pining, Bisexual John, Muscular John, Humour, Jealous John, Side Mystrade) – John Watson, Captain of Team GB’s gymnastics squad is confident and primed for his third and final Olympics. Disappointed in London with a shoulder injury putting paid to his Olympic dream, can he secure an Olympic gold finish before retirement? Meanwhile, Sherlock Holmes has other problems. Men’s Rhythmic Gymnastics is the newest Olympic sport, but a series of peculiar accidents both on and off the floor have taken out some of the competitors. Does something more sinister lurk under the spangles and spandex? Can Sherlock solve the mystery in time to deliver a flawless ball routine? And does something more valuable than medals await the boys in Rio?

Fly Very High by yalublyutebya (E, 46,533 w., 31 Ch. || Formula One / Car Racing AU || Rivalry, Permanent Injury, Hate Sex, Angry Sex) – John Watson was born to be a racing driver, and even a crash isn't enough to keep him out of a car for long. But coming back is not that easy, especially when he meets his new teammate, Sherlock Holmes. Part 2 of the Formula One AU series

Working on the Edges by earlgreytea68 (M, 56,089 w., 16 Ch. || Olympics AU || Hockey Player John, Ice Skater Sherlock) – No matter where you put Sherlock and John, they click. Including the Winter Olympics.

Full Court Press by MissDavis (E, 126,123 w. || College Basketball AU || Unilock, Masturbation, Homophobia, First Kiss / Time, Oral/Anal, Coming Out, Switchlock, Blowjobs) – Sherlock Holmes has accepted a scholarship to play basketball at the College of St. Bartholomew's. He expects to be their star player and turn the team's losing record around. He does not expect to fall in love with the team's captain, a certain scrappy point guard named John Watson. Or: Sherlock is the team's best shooter. John is the team's best ball-handler.

Boyfriend Material by PoppyAlexander (E, 151,282 w., 58 Ch. || American Hockey AU || Enemies to Friends to Lovers, Closeted John, POV John, Pining, Casual Sex / Hook Ups, Rom-Com) – Boston Brawlers' team captain John Watson longs for two things: a championship before he retires, and a boyfriend. Assigned to room with goaltender Sherlock Holmes--known around the league as both a genius and a "weird dude"– on Brawlers' roadtrips, John discovers the things they have in common that lead to an easy friendship and a convenient arrangement.

Slipstream by khorazir (M, 173,186+ w., 14/25 Ch. || WIP || Tour de France / Sports Cycling AU || Room Sharing, Cycling Injuries, Discussions of Drugs/Doping, Awkward Romance, Hurt/Comfort, Bickering, Case Fic, Strangers to Friends to Lovers, Internalized Homophobia, Mutual Pining, Bed Sharing, Jealousy) –It’s going to be the last Tour de France for professional cyclist John Watson. Despite the hardships of cycling more than 3000 kilometres in three weeks, in blistering heat and torrential rain, over dangerous cobblestones in northern France and the mountains of the Alps and the Pyrenees, battling thirst, hunger, injury and exhaustion, not to mention bitchy rivals, doping allegations, and the ever scoop-hungry press, he is going to enjoy the ride, damn it. That’s what John keeps telling himself – until he meets his new teammate, Sherlock Holmes, who adds a whole new list of problems as well as an extra dose of excitement to John’s life.

Red Lights Out by days_of_storm (E, 333,458 w., 103 Ch. || Formula One / Car Racing AU || Mechanic John, Driver Sherlock, UST, Friendship, Pre-Slash, Romance, Perfect Cooperation, Accidents, Manipulation, Slow Burn) – John Watson is an overqualified mechanic and former rally driver who works for McLaren. Silverstone GP is impending when he meets Sherlock Holmes, a prodigy driver whom nobody takes seriously, except for McLaren boss Greg Lestrade.

#steph replies #johnlock fic recs #sports au #my fic recs #Anonymous #fic rec sunday

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a-libra-writes · 4 years

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first of all, congrats on 400 followers!! you’re one of my favorite writers on tumblr!! can i ask for 🎭🥊🎄 with edmure??

ooooh sure. It’ll probs be full fluff I warned ya

🎭Jealousy HC

He gets jealous so easily, it’s almost funny. He doesn’t have a possessive or mean jealousy, he just sulks until you come back to him. He doesn’t even notice how much he’s glaring in the lord’s direction.

It’s so easy to tease him because he really doesn’t notice you’re doing it on purpose. He just assumes the other men are bothering you, and takes it upon him to eventually get between you two and butt in the conversation.

(Your reputation as the “Fair Lady of Riverrun” doesn’t help, the bards love singing to you and the riverlords will always try to suck up to get your favor).

It’s easy to turn Edmure’s mood around with sweet words and sweeter kisses, he’s a simple man. He doesn’t want to dwell on such a negative feeling, anyway, and by the next day he’ll have totally forgotten about it.

🥊Exercise HC

He’s an active person in general. Anytime Edmure’s duties keep him locked up in the keep, he gets antsy. He has to spend at least an hour or two outside, and if he had his way, he’d be out there all day.

He likes doing a variety of things - swimming, hunting, riding, training ... It doesn’t matter as long as he’s out and moving. As a result he’s fit and and very healthy.

And he loves it when you come along with him! He’ll even teach you swimming and archery, he doesn’t care if it’s an “unladylike” thing. It’s something for you two to do together.

Granted, you both come back covered in mud and mess, looking the least like a Lord and Lady... but you’re happy.

Anytime you’re feeling stressed, Edmure will always recommend a walk outside. If you were a rider, at some point he bought you a fine horse that you can take on some trails outside Riverrun.

He’s always taking the children out to do this or that. While he knows young ladies should stay inside and attend to their lessons, he really can’t say no to his daughter begging him to teach her how to use a bow or let her go riding with him. So some days all the kids come back a total mess.

He’s very adamant about the children learning to swim, actually. He thinks its absurd that many grown men don’t know how; it’s a vital skill, in his opinion.

Modern AU: Just as a sidenote, the Tully kiddos are def the kids that are into all the sports, specifically swimming. You and Edmure try to attend as many meets and games as you can, plus the practices! Edmure and Catlyn were big into sports when they were in high school (Lysa was more artsy).

🎄 Holiday HC

Feast days and the harvest festivals are always a big event in Riverrun, because Edmure likes a good celebration. Once or twice you both have attended Winterfell with the children in tow, but all other times you’ve stayed to entertain his bannermen and their families. It’s always a several day affair, sometimes with a modest tourney, often with a ball.

Edmure is very insistent on allowing the smallfolk just outside the Riverrun walls (since the inside walls are bursting with guests), and he makes sure they have a good share of the festivities. He’ll send good meats and ale, and they can attend the tourneys. Many bannermen find it silly, but Edmure can’t imagine not allowing his people to join in the celebration.

The children are often allowed to run wild during the festivals, and once they’re older, the boys will start squiring and later competing in the tourneys. Edmure is BEAMING with pride when he sees his oldest son suit up in the fishscale armor and get up on horse decorated in maroon and navy.

Modern AU: Holy shit Edmure loves Christmas

It was always a big deal in his family, and Catlyn loves it just as much, so that means when it rolls around, the Starks and Arryns are coming. Your family alternates between using your house or the Stark’s, but no matter what it’s a huge affair. Drinks everywhere, kids everywhere, decor everywhere, probably at least five dogs running about, two piles of presents because one doesn’t fit under the huge tree. There’s so much food and so many people that a Christmas dinner isn’t realistic, so everyone just eats whenever they’re hungry, and at least twice there’s a dog that needs to be shooed off the table.

He plans for this like, months in advance. Well Catlyn does most of the planning, Edmure is already thinking of what to get everyone and finds the silliest decorations. Why is there an inflatable Santa on the lawn, why is he wearing a Hawaiian shirt, and why is it up in November?

Because he’s friendly with a lot of people at work, guests tend to come and go during the big Christmas party. That means even more kids, even more champagne, even more talking over the already loud music. You and Edmure sleep in during New Year’s because yall still aren’t recovered from the three-day Christmasgeddon.

#edmure tully x reader #libra headcanons

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thing-you-do-with-that-thing · 6 years

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Aia Ku’u Pu’uwai

Pairing: Cockles

Square Filled: Tourguide!Jensen (AU Bingo) and Traveling (Fluff Bingo)

Warnings: Crude flirting, Language, Objectification of Jensen, Implied smut ;)

Rating: Teen

Word Count: 2500ish

A/N: This one is written for @spnaubingo and @spnfluffbingo

Thanks to @emilyevanston for being super awesome and helping me get an actual idea from this concept despite it’s not her fandom. I owe you one Katie!

Thanks to @manawhaat for being a sweetheart and betaing this for me.

Disclaimer: I am not Hawaiian so the title could be off I just really liked it and googled it to mean With My Heart. I have also never been to Hawaii. My descriptions are from google searches and what I’ve seen on Hawaii 5-0

***My fics are not to be saved nor posted on any other sites without my express written permission.***

SPN AU BINGO MASTERLIST - SPN FLUFF BINGO MASTERLIST

Misha yawned, stretching his arms above his head. He knew he shouldn’t have booked a tour that started this early the morning after he landed, but the pictures on the website had looked amazing. Misha had been working as a travel journalist for five years now. He picked different tours, in different locations and wrote a review for his magazine. He knew that just because something seemed amazing on the website didn’t mean they always would be. He had encountered enough bad tour guides and screwy hotels to know that, but he also never made up his mind beforehand. Something about the idea of a guided tour biking around the island of Oahu. He came with a positive mindset and was ready for whatever the next two weeks were going to throw at him. Or so he thought. That was right up until he saw the tour guide walking towards the group with a huge, genuine smile plastered across his face.

The beauty of the Hawaiian island paled in comparison to the man striding towards him on bowed legs. His shorts were stretched by the thickly muscled thighs and his t-shirt hugged his chest and biceps in all the right places. His skin was tanned, but miles of freckles were still visible all over his arms, neck, and face. His eyes were greenest Misha had ever seen, but that was not all. A kindness and warmth shone from this man and Misha instantly felt drawn to him. So much so that when the tour guide looked around the group and his eyes locked with Misha’s as he introduced himself, the journalist looked down, blushing under the guides gaze.

“Good morning. My names is Jensen Ackles. This is my assistant Osric Chau. We’ll be your guides for the next two weeks. We got a few things and stops planned for you guys, but if you encounter anything along the way you would like to check out a bit closer please let us know. We are pretty flexible,” Jensen sent Misha a smirk as he said the last sentences causing Misha to almost drop his jaw. Was Jensen flirting with him? No. Misha decided he had to be imagining things.

Over the next few days, it became harder and harder for Misha to stick to that story, though. Just like it was insanely difficult to keep his focus on the guided tour he had come here to write about, not on how his guide’s calves flex as he stepped on the pedals of his bike.

Jensen was just like Misha had expected not just a pretty face. He was calm and attentive to all of his guests. He listened when they voiced concerns and he was open to any suggestions that would add the experience of the island. Osric was a ball of energy and made everyone smile with his shenanigans and crazy stories during breaks. He never had Misha’s full attention though, his eyes were usually resting on Jensen as he chewed on his lunch and smiled, shaking his head at his crazy assistant. Misha wished he had the balls to just walk over and sit next to him, but he was barely able to muster the courage to ask the man questions as they stopped looking at sceneries.

Misha cursed himself more than once. He was acting and feeling like a high school kid around his first crush. He was too old to be behaving like this. Jensen was flirty with him and always smiling whenever their eyes met, so why couldn’t Misha just talk to him like a normal person? That’s how the first few days passed, with the small exception of the day they went scuba diving and Jensen checked Misha’s gear, running his hands over his body, under the pretenses of doing his job.

“Just making sure you can handle my package,” Jensen grinned, making Misha gulp and spin around to face him. Jensen didn’t flinch. That cheeky smirk stayed plastered on his stupidly beautiful face as Misha swallowed and tried to regain control of his voice.

“W-what?”

“The oxygen tank. Just making sure it was fastened correctly,” Jensen explained, before throwing Misha a wink, turning to help some of the other guests. Misha just stood there staring at Jensen’s back like a deer caught in the headlight. He had really said that, hadn’t he? It couldn’t be all in Misha’s head. Jensen was flirting with him, and crudely s.

The diving experience had been amazing and Jensen had led them through a reef, allowing his guests to get some of the most breathtaking pictures Misha had even gotten on any of his travels. The wildlife and ocean floor was a sight to behold and there was no way in hell Misha wasn’t going to give this trip five stars as soon as he got back to the mainland, writing up the piece.

That was still over a week away, though, and Misha was in no rush to get home. He was having the time of his life on this work vacation, even if Jensen’s blatant flirting still threw him off his game by a mile. Misha wasn’t usually a shy guy and he had no idea what it was about Jensen that made him turn into a blushing teenage girl. Yes, he was hot as hell, but Misha had dated hot men before. It was something else. Maybe it was the quiet confidence or the kindness and calm that radiated from him. Misha wasn’t sure but he knew he had to get a grip on himself soon if he didn’t want the opportunity to really get to know this Greek god of a man to slip through his fingers.

Misha had decided today would be the day. The last day on the island would be their surf lessons, but once again Misha’s courage had escaped him the second Jensen had gotten too close. The guides were only able to rent out a limited number of boards, and the guests drew numbers to see who would go first, while the others would have to wait for the first group of riders to be done. After drawing the second group, the blue-eyed travel journalist was sitting on the curve outside the hotel they were all staying at, for now. Tomorrow most of the group, along with Jensen and Osric, were flying to Kauai to continue the adventure for another week.

Misha watched them surf and chatted with other guests, but kept getting distracted by the way Jensen ran around the beach, wading waist deep in the beautiful ocean. Before he knew it, the first group had all tired out and gotten their rides, and it was his turn to strip out of his shirt and stand barefoot on the beach with his board.

“Mr. Ackles,” Misha called Jensen over as he stood by his board, shifting on his feet a little nervous the second their eyes met. Jensen’s face split into a smile that made the sun seem bleak in comparison.

“Jensen. Mr. Ackles is my father,” Jensen corrected as he approached Misha. “What’s up, Mish?”

Misha’s heart jumped into his throat with that nickname, and he silently cursed himself, as he fought to keep it together. “I… ehm… I actually never surfed before,” Misha lied. He had but he was also just bad enough at it that he was sure Jensen would believe the lie once they got into the water.

“Oh that’s no problem,” Jensen grinned dropping his board on the sand right next to Misha’s. “Lie down on the board on your stomach, chest up, ass down,” Jensen guided, with a smirk, correcting Misha’s posture with his hands as well as his voice. It was all Misha could do not to groan from the way the guide’s touch felt against his naked back. His breathing speed up as Jensen lied down next to him on the board, mimicking a paddle. “You need to paddle as hard as you can to get over that wave. It’s tough, cause the water is escaping you, but once you get to the crest you can go over and ride that bad boy on your stomach,” Jensen held onto the sides of the board, showing where he should hold and how to shift his weight to balance, “or you can get up.” Jensen jumped, both feet landing on the board at the same time, showing perfect form, not to mention showing off his impressive physique.

Misha just stared, desperately trying to come up with something to say- something that would resemble some sort of human interaction and not the noises he was choking back.

“Jay! Need your help over here,” Osric called, tearing Jensen’s attention away from Misha momentarily before he turned back to face him. A genuine sweet smile was on his lips as he gave Misha a small nod.

“Work on your technique. Wanna see you poppin’ up when I look over here,” Jensen ordered before turning his back to Misha.

“You’ll be back before I get in the water right?” Misha called out, kicking himself with how needy that sounded, but Jensen just turned around with a shit eating grin on his face.

“Oh you’re on my to do list, Mish,” Jensen winked, before turning back around and jogging towards Osric, leaving Misha with his jaw hanging so low it was almost touching the beach floor.

Jensen walked out from the hotel with a regretful look on his face. “I am so sorry, you guys, but there seems to have been a mix-up and we haven’t quite gotten as many rooms as we asked for. The travel company will reimburse all of you for the cost of rooms since the hotel didn’t hold up the agreement, but we need you guys to pair up with someone you’d be willing to share a room with until the hotel has enough open rooms to place us individually.”

There were a few grumbles among the guests but most had gotten to know each other fairly well, so they seemed to pair off rather quickly. Everyone but Misha, who had either been busy taking notes for his article or staring and Jensen the entire trip, instead of socializing with the other guests.

“Well that seemed to work out fairly well,” Jensen praised the guests handing out keys, before reaching Misha last, “looks like you’re with me, Mish. I hope that’s okay?” Jensen asked, a genuine concern to his voice over the crude flirting and smug remarks Misha had come to expect from him over the past few days.

“That’s fine, Jensen. It’ll be fun to get to know you a little better” Misha answered him, feeling a little bolder with the changed attitude of the tour guide. Jensen seemed to relax instantly after that, sending Misha one of the shit-eating grins that left Misha tingling and slightly nervous.

Misha waited along with Jensen until all the guests had been helped to their rooms. He sat in a corner of the foyer waiting for his guide to be ready to leave for their room, taking notes and not noticing Jensen whispering something to Osric. Misha also didn’t see the exchange of keys or the grin on Osric’s face as he placed a slap to a rather uneasy looking Jensen’s shoulder.

“This way,” Jensen mumbled, sending Misha a small smile but otherwise keeping his eyes nailed to the floor as he led the way towards their room. Misha couldn’t help but frown as he watched the guide, wondering what was going on with him. He didn’t know him all that well, but from the seven days Misha had spent with Jensen, he had not once seen him act like he was now-On edge and maybe almost shy.

Misha pushed the thought out of his mind, chalking it up to the stress the room mix up had caused. Even if Jensen had handled it amazingly well.

Misha stopped dead in his tracks, pulling from his thoughts when he entered the room with Jensen, who had been holding the door open for Misha, right behind him. There was only one bed in the room. Misha’s cheeks flushed bright red as he turned around to face Jensen, who stood with his back against the door and his eyes nailed to the floor. Jensen’s hand nervously ran behind the back of his neck and his eyes didn’t, for the first time in a week, meet Misha’s when he spoke.

“I’m sorry. Os is in a room with two beds. I’ve never done anything like this before… I just- I like you, Misha. If you wanna kick me out right now, I’ll leave. No questions, no awkwardness tomorrow,” Jensen rambled and Misha couldn’t help but smile. The cockiness had been hot as hell but Misha found himself falling for the shy, blushing man in front of him even harder.

“And if I don’t?” Misha asked, taking a step forward, all of a sudden feeling bold. He wanted to see where this night would take them. Hell, he wanted everything Jensen was willing to give him and not just tonight. Misha wanted to get to know him and for Jensen to get to know Misha.

Jensen’s eyes snapped up to meet Misha’s and a small smile played on his lips. “Then I’ll stay.” Misha grinned as he remembered the remarks Jensen had made that had thrown him off his game more than once this week. It made him giddy inside, and he decided now was a good time to get a little payback, before Jensen found his swagger and Misha lost his ability to speak again.

“Man… Air Conditioning must be broken,” Misha spoked waving his notebook in front of his face, enjoying the confused look on Jensen’s face for a while before he continued taking a step towards his guide. “It’s damn hot in here. Or is it just you?”

Jensen’s raised his eyebrows and an amused smile spread across his face. He took a step towards Misha closing the distance between them.

“You’re a fast learner. Saw you riding those waves...makes me wonder what else you can ride,” Jensen grinned, gently taking a hold of Misha’s collar. Misha’s hands came to rest on Jensen’s hips and he his breath quickened with how close they suddenly were.

“Narh. Just had a great teacher,” Misha tried to shrug, not willing to let Jensen see just how badly he was affecting him just yet.

“Is that so?” Jensen wiggled his eyebrows playfully, making Misha laugh. “You think I can borrow a kiss then?”

Misha smiled, digging his fingers into Jensen’s hip bones. “Only if you’ll give it back.”

Jensen practically let out a groan. “That and so much more, Mish.” Jensen didn’t stop to see the pink flush in Misha’s cheeks before he crashed his lips into his in a warm, passionate kiss. All shyness and every act forgotten as they tumbled towards the bed, never once breaking the kiss.

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fatewalker-phoenix · 2 years

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2, 13, 20. *spins the wheel* (from oc asks pt 2)

2. Is there a meaning behind their name, or a particular reason why they have it?

Eden Azalea's name has such a long boring history behind it that I fear I would put everyone to sleep recounting it, suffice it to say that it comes from the names I used for two previous MMO's I played before xiv, as well as my online tag. In-game, as we know, eden is the fae word that means utopia, and is the alias she adopted for herself on a whim following the loss of her memories. Her birth name is Tsutsuji.

Kiana's name origin story is that I literally took Kiara from the Lion King II and changed one letter for the OC I was developing for my Inheritance Cycle fanfic, from which she originates. Kveykva is from the in universe ancient language of that series, and means lightning. The name Kiana itself is of Hawaiian origin and means divine, so put em together and you get divine lightning, which, I mean, is pretty metal ngl. Ironic since she's the most Baby of the three.

Airi Nakamura was the name given to a Bleach OC made for me by a friend. Airi itself has meanings both in Japanese (beloved jasmine) and Finnish (messenger). In story it has come to be her nickname, as her full first name is Aurora.

13. What are their views on marriage? If they want to get married, what would their dream wedding be like?

Eden, as the sole married one of the three, thinks marriage is pretty dang sweet. In keeping with both her and Astor's (@tiredassmage) wishes, theirs was a fairly quiet wedding, much to the chagrin of much of the Alliance who wanted a union between two Warriors of Light to be a grand affair. But enough of their lives and accomplishments are under the scrutiny of the public that they are happy to keep such a moment to themselves. With that said, let there never be any doubt that the two are deeply, deeply in love. Eden couldn't imagine a future without him in it that she would want for herself, and he will never fail to get a shiver of delight out of her when calling her Mrs. Caulfield.

Airi's views on marriage are...complicated. On one hand, she would absolutely be down for a lavish affair and the chance to dress up and declare her vows! But. Her strict parents drilled into her that her marriage would be one that benefits their family, feelings and romance be damned, giving her an overall bitter feeling toward the idea. Additionally, the man who owns her heart is...not one for conventional weddings, period. It was already a shock to see him dressed up for the Banquet at all. And their bond is already one that has transcended eons and lightyears, to declare their union in a ceremony seems very insignificant in comparison. There will be opportunities to dress up, but a wedding as the setting is unlikely for the time being.

What AU would they belong in the best?

See it's funny, because all three of them come from other fandoms, technically making ffxiv the AU!

Of the three of them, however, Eden's characterization was developed the most in xiv, and it's become a little difficult to fit her into other universes without having to change large parts of her (such as her memory loss and future-sight Echo). If I had to pick one AU she would do well in, it's one where she can flex her full queenly self to its max, so something in the fantasy/historical fiction genre would fit her. If she finds herself

Kiana is meant to be an underdog protagonist, so she's very flexible on where she can go. I do still carry a soft spot for her original incarnation as a surprise Dragon Rider in the war between the Varden and the Empire. She's most recently found herself in a small YGO 5'Ds AU with a few friends.

Airi is also very flexible on which universes she can go into, she usually fits into the role of the rich family's runaway heiress (think Lucy from Fairy Tail), who like any Disney princess just wants more than whatever stifling role her parents want to force her into. Bonus points if she's able to meet a brooding world-weary grump who slowly warms up to and falls in love with her over the course of the story (psst Shay that's your queue)

#zeal answers #eden azalea #kiana kveykva #airi nakamura #space-unicorn-dot

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j-and-b-walkabout-blog · 7 years

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WEEK FOURTEEN (Feb 2 - Feb 8)

MELBOURNE, VIC, AUS

We've started to begin most mornings with a two mile run if it isn't unbearably hot outside. After running, we took the van to a self-service carwash to get it sparkling like new again since we were going to be showing it later to some interested backpackers. We spent the entirety of the afternoon demonstrating the van's features and allowing them to test drive. It was a strange feeling knowing we were slowly inching closer to the day we'd have to give up our beloved "Voyager" (and eventually leave Australia). Since we had already spent a good portion of our journey road tripping / camping, we figured it had become time to part ways with it and use the money for more traveling and plane tickets back home. Several calls later, we arranged for the van to be inspected on Monday at a local automotive car shop in order to set a fair selling price for both us and the purchasing party.

The next day we took the 8 tram down Lygon Street to the CBD for some more exploration of Melbourne. We walked around, shopped a bit, and ended up sharing a plate of dumplings in Chinatown. Melbourne boasts about being home to the world's oldest Chinatown, however, this claim is based on a technicality. San Francisco's Chinatown was actually established before Melbourne's, but the original SF structures all burned to the ground during the 1906 Earthquake, and needed to be rebuilt. While waiting for the tram to head back home, we witnessed a giant congregation outside the Victoria State Library protesting Donald Trump's presidency and the current refugee ban restricting the inflow of refugees from war torn countries into America and Australia. We decided to pass up our bus, and instead joined the protest for a while before they began to march down Swanson Street in the CBD. It has been difficult being so far away from all the action (marches / protests) back home, so it felt empowering to stand in solidarity with likeminded people against inequality and bigotry.

We had a pretty lazy weekend with the house to ourselves, but we still managed to stay productive. Two loads of laundry were washed and hung to dry, we cleaned the bathroom, and vacuumed / cleaned our bedroom. Our downtime was spent playing guitar, writing, drawing, cooking, and Brittany began preparing the digital scrapbook of our adventures thus far.

Monday finally rolled around, and we drove the van to a nearby mechanic early in the morning to see what repairs were needed before selling the vehicle. We dropped it off, walked home along the Merri Creek Trail, and waited all day for them to call us. By 4:30pm, we still hadn't heard back, so we decided to take a stroll back to the mechanic's, fearing Jed had cited his callback phone number incorrectly. When we arrived, we received a detailed list of what needed to be repaired for safety and ended up leaving the van overnight for them to prepare us a quote. The next day, we waited at home until 2:00pm (mechanic said they'd call 'after lunch'), but not wanting to waste another day inside, we hopped on the tram to Fitzroy for $3 Taco Tuesday specials at "Beach Burrito" on Gertrude Street. We ate lunch in a booth next to an empty skate-able concrete pool inside the restaurant. Jed unfortunately left his skateboard at home, so the only shredding going on was the meat in our beef tacos. Brunswick Street in Fitzroy is full of second-hand clothing and record stores, and is popular among both locals and tourists alike seeking a taste of Melbourne's bohemian culture. After poking around several shops, we headed back to Brunswick East to pick the van up from the mechanic. Once the price of repairs was deducted from our original asking price, we came to an agreement with some French backpackers to sell the van as is, and arranged to meet again on Saturday to hand over the keys.

The weather forecast for Wednesday was predicting quite the scorcher, so we packed our beach essentials and jumped on the tram to St. Kilda Beach. It was so hot out that the woman on the tram's intercom reminded all riders to carry water bottles and stay hydrated. An hour later, we finally arrived at the beach, and swam in Port Phillip Bay. We laid out in the shallow water on partially submerged sandbars to stay cool. After two hours in the sun, we grabbed a bite to eat at "Veludo" on the lively Acland Street in St. Kilda, where we enjoyed tasty food and happy-hour Coronas. The restaurant was situated near the last stop for the 96 tram, so we easily got on and road back all the way to the opposite end of the line in Brunswick East. Since the Queen Victoria "Summer Night Market" happens every Wednesday night from 5pm to 10pm, we took quick showers, changed clothes, and then headed right back out to catch the tram to the markets. Although there are not as many goods vendors as there are in the daytime, the Night Market is much more lively with tons of food stands, seating areas, and musical performers. We waited in line for specialty iced tea, took photo booth pictures, and ate ice cream cones while listening to a Hawaiian band. Everything closed down around 10pm, so as the atmosphere died, we walked to the Melbourne Central to catch the tram back home.

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This is entirely based off of knockabiller's and her pal KineticMint Hawaiian Riders AU- I absolutely love it and all of Knockabiller's artwork. I will mention it now- I don't ship Jet with Wave, he's more of an annoying younger brother more and nothing else. So here's A drawing I did of gijinka Jet , lost in thought about a certain beautiful and loving Magenta and blue ombré haired young lady after she patched up his face from a bit of a surfing disaster 🏖😅❤ BTW Coral is her name ( my OC), she's 14 years old, Coral is supposed to be Waves life long childhood friend who she grew up with- they were / and still are like 'sisters'. Though Coral's family moved down town, they still stay in contact and she comes over every summer to spent it with her relatives- But mostly Wave. But yeah I kinda see this drawing Idea as the first time they met/ Jet kinda grew to have a huge crush on her. So this is the idea: It was the day Coral was coming over to stay for the summer, Wave had left the hotel early- leaving a note for the others that she'd BRB soon- they find the note, read it, then shrug their shoulders and head off to go surfing without her. Down at the station, Wave is greeted by her young friend- the two making their way over to the taxi and throughout the entire ride back down to the hotel talk about what they've been up to and techy stuff... After being dropped off back at their hotel- dumping Corals stuff into Waves flat, locking up e.t.c, Wave takes Coral down to the beach to meet her two friends, both with their boards and in their swim wear. On the way down, Wave warned Coral that her friends could be a little strange (especially being she is the first/ only cousin she has to introduce to them). Either way they arrive down to the others Wave shouts out to the boys... "Oi, JET! STORM! Come over here and meet my childhood friend" Of course though, they pretend they didn't hear her... "COME ON, HURRY UP. DON'T MAKE ME COME DRAG YOU OVER HERE" (She says starting to tap her foot in frustration) "FINE" (Jet shouts back), As he turns his head around and looks over in Waves direction he notices A young woman (he doesn't realise that this is her cousin yet) He just looked over eyes wide open gawking over her beauty. Being that he was still out on the ocean on his board, he did notice the slower surfer on the water and ran into him- His board smacking him/ grazing the side of his face and Jet of course falling semi unconscious into the water.. Coral ran over and into the water quickly- Storm, making his way out of the water- concerned of course for his "Boss". Wave and Storm just stood their on the sand waiting and concerned- but in that very moment Coral popped out of the water with her cousins friend in her arms still a little unconscious. Quickly laying him down she cleared his throat of sea water, just as she was about tho check his air ways again, he sat up, coughing a little.. Coral: "Are you alright?" That was a nasty wipeout you had their". Jet: "Huh? (he looks up to see the girl he was starring at).. O..Oh.. I..I'm fine, Pfft Don't worry about it" Coral (Looking at his right cheek- making him blush): "Your cheek!" Jet (all flustered): "W..WHAT ABOUT MY CHEEK?''... Coral: "your cheek is grazed and bleeding, here let me clean that up" And with that she gently wiped the blood up with a semi damp cloth, as she let it dry for a second, she grabbed some bandaids from her bag an d put them on his cheek. Jet of course was just beet red the whole time. After she was done he stood up Storm ran over and helped him at least put his Hawaiian shirt on- no time to put his whit tank on. Then Wave and the others all calmed down after that little incident introduced her cousin to them.. Wave: "Now your out of the water and still in one piece, I want you two to meet my childhood friend- well I guess you've already met her though Jet, Storm. This is my fourteen year old pal Coral, she's the one I told you that would be spending the summer with us " Storm (Walking over to her with open arms/ hugging her): " It's nice to meet you miss Coral" Coral (hugging him back): "it's nice to meet you too Storm" Then she came over- standing a good foot and a bit away form Jet, who was flustered and purposely looking the other way. Then he sighed, facing Coral he welcomed her.. Jet (stilling blushing a little): "I..It's nice to finally meet you, erm Coral" Coral (Smiling sincerely, a little blushy in the cheeks): " Nice to meet you as well, Jet" Wave: Alright then, come on Coral, let's hit the water, show these boys those moves of yours" Coral: "Alright Wave.. Storm stay here with Jet he needs to rest after being knocked about like that" Storm: "Sure, I'll help out boss" Coral: "Just sit back and relax now Jet, we can't have you knocking yourself out again like that" Jet, absolutely flustered and blushing deeply as he sat their on the banana lounge chair. Just chilling and watching the two cutting up the big killer waves- even though he was watching Coral more of course. And from that onward he soon realised he had a massive crush/ a thing for her. But yeah that's the idea/ story behind this piece. Anyways, I'll share a sketch of Coral- still working on some other stuff of her/ doodles of her in this AU to share. Either way, hope you like the drawing and idea- and I hope to share more of Coral soon. "Coral the Swallow belongs to me" Gijinka design/ AU belongs to knockabiller

#jet the hawk #babylon rouges #sonic fanart #sonic the hedgehog #gijinka #hawaiian riders au #hawaiian shirt #summer time #day dreaming #traditional art #traditional illustration #pen and ink drawing #markers #coloured pencils #gel pen #posca pen #my oc #my artwork

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