A/N: Any of my friends on here that know me and see me IRL, please just keep scrolling. Don’t @ me… This is my first time writing smut, so I apologize in advance for whatever the hell this is. I’d like to thank The Litty Titty Committee™ for pushing me to bring this little idea to life. Hope you enjoy.
Harry’s been back home from tour for three days now, and he’s been nothing but a tease. It’s been over six months since he’s touched you. You would’ve thought he’d have jumped you as soon as he got off the plane, but no, his smug ass thinks it’s a great idea to just taunt you until you cave first.
Jaebum: holds the map at all times. has one headphone in his ear playing music when no one is looking. assigns himself the task of getting water from the stream so he can be alone for five minutes
Jackson: brings five cans of bear repellent and two cans of insect. has twice as many snacks as underwear on him. insists on sleeping in Jinyoung’s tent for protection.
Youngjae: sings campfire songs the entire time they hike. nearly picks poison ivy before Jaebum pulls him back on the trail. takes selfies of himself with every flower he sees.
Bambam: offers to set up the tents with Yugyeom. forgets to use stakes and nearly blows away during the night. burns every marshmallow because ‘he likes the way they taste.’
Mark: pretends to know nothing about camping, even though he was an eagle scout. sets up the hammock, claims he’s done his part. eventually gives in and fixes all the tents when he realizes bambam set them up wrong.
Jinyoung: has five books on the outdoors in his pack. insists on making the fire himself because no one can be trusted to execute a perfect A-Frame. passes out blankets later that night when the rest are making s’mores.
Yugyeom: didn’t tell bambam he forgot to use stakes. blows on jinyoung’s fire from the side and nearly gets smacked. keeps a tally of how many mosquitoes he’s killed on his arm ‘as a warning’
Eurydice, Eat Your Heart Out (Adrino Percy Jackson AU)
In the dark of Cabin 10, staring up at the roof of
his bunk, Adrien could hear the distant plucking of a harp as waves lapped
lazily against the shoreline.
All things considered, it wasn’t surprising that he
was having trouble sleeping; less than twenty-four hours earlier his father’s
limo was nearly destroyed by a rampaging Cyclops that the middle-aged fashion
mogul dispatched with a quick flick of a sword he drew from seemingly nowhere.
From there, it was somewhat of a blur of packing, private jet rides, and
clandestine car trips to the sunny shores of Long Island, New York, a silver
pen containing the only means of protection he had in case other monsters
He could still scarcely believe it. If someone had
told him that he was the product of an affair between his mother and the
Greco-Roman goddess of love and beauty a few days ago, he would have been
dialing Gorilla’s number as quickly as he could while backing away from them.
Now, surrounded by dozens of half-siblings he never knew existed, Adrien didn’t
quite know what to make of his current situation. He still thought he was going
to wake up, home in Paris, and the whole thing would have been just a fever
dream brought on by bad cheese; the attack, the journey, the music-
Sitting up in bed, Adrien strained his ears over the
snoring of his bunkmate to hear the almost aimless melody that meandered its
way across the waves. It was a song that sounded so familiar; like the chorus
to something he had heard on the radio years ago. It couldnt’ve been coming
from far, judging by the way it cut through the sound of twenty-five teenagers’
beauty sleep, so, clutching his pen and carrying his sneakers, Adrien tip-toed
towards the door as quietly as possible, stepping out into the warm Long Island
Yesterday I went to a Bastille concert and a guy in the crowd was closing his ears from the music and I can’t believe Dan has such sass (or kindness?) and that I witnessed it with my own two eyes live.
Summary: Michael’s seat in French class is situated right by the door giving him the chance to see the popular girl Y/N sitting in the other classroom across from the hall. He is shy and doesn’t know how to express his words so he does by secretly putting love notes into her locker.
Her eyes, Her eyes makes the star look like they’re not shining Her hair, Her hair Falls perfectly without her trying She’s so beautiful, and I tell her every day
Klaus watched as you fiddled with your finger, avoiding eye contact. Your gaze traveled everywhere, from the beautiful sunset to the glowing city below the hills. You were nervous, this was not your first date with Klaus. Actually, you’ve had many over the years but every time, it was like your first, he had this effect on you.
Finally, your eyes locked with his and you were mesmerized. Klaus fell deep into your eyes, he loved the way your eyes sparkle full of life, the way your eyes light up when you discover something new, your eyes alone can light up his life brighter than the stars that light up the universe. The (E/C)ness of your eyes makes him melt like a puddle something he never felt before.
His eyes followed your hands as they held a lock of your hair before pushing it behind your ear. But almost instantly it fell right back to where it was originally placed making you grown in displeasure. He couldn’t help but chuckle at how cute you were. His deep chuckle made you blush, as the tiny bit of pink spread across your cheeks.
“you’re beautiful you know that right” Klaus mumbled taking a hold of your chin making you look into his eyes.
I know, I know When I compliment her she won’t believe me, and It’s so, It’s so Sad to think, she don’t see what I see But every time she asks me “if I look ok?” I say
You smiled knowing he would always say that to you just to see you smile
“you always say that, and you know I always disagree” you mumbled
“I know love but as long as you disagree I’m going to keep telling you until you realize how beautiful you truly are” he whispered in your ear making shivers run right down your spine
“I honestly don’t see what you see in me” you sighed looking down
“I see the world in you love, you are my world. Full of wonders and beauty”
“I-Uh, you always seem to leave me speechless”
Klaus smiled a victorious smile as you blushed darker from his previous complement, He couldn't help but think back to a few hours ago when you were getting ready for the date.
he watched as you put the small amount of makeup, which only consisted of mascara and eyeliner. You turned around to him with a smile and looked down shyly fixing up your outfit.
“Do I look okay?”
Klaus looked you up and down savoring every bit of this moment. You were wearing a white floral dress with black flats. He couldn’t help but notice the way the dress clings onto your curves making him groan in satisfaction, You were beautiful and he felt lucky to have someone like you as his own.
When I see your face, There’s not a thing that I would change, cause you’re amazing just the way you are. And when you smile, The whole world stops and stares for awhile, Cause girl you’re amazing just the way you are
“you know even the little amount of makeup you wear is not needed, you look beautiful without it too love. You don’t just look okay, you look gorgeous baby girl. Every time I look at you I know there is nothing I would ever change about you, cause you are perfect to me and I could never ask for more”
Klaus stepped towards your blushing figure and placed a kiss on your soft and warm lips. You wrapped your arms around his neck smiling into the kiss. Like always when you kissed him you felt fireworks.
Klaus smiled at the memory that took place a few hours ago. Every time he hears your name he can’t help but smile thinking how beautiful you are on the inside and out.
It was getting dark and stars started to light up the sky.
You looked up and the stars twinkled in your eyes, he always knew your eyes shined brighter than the stars but watching them at this moment left him awestruck.
“aren’t they beautiful” (Y/N) asked
“indeed they are”
“They always seem to light up the sky no matter the weather, they are so beautiful. I love watching the stars I feel connected to the earth, I don’t really know why. They turn darkness into light. You can always count on the stars to light up the world in darkness"
"You know love, you’re the star in my life. You always seemed to bring out the light in me when I’m with you. You’re the light in my dark world”
“Don’t say that Klaus, there was always light in you, you just needed help finding it”
“It seems like you’re the right girl to help me reach the light love. No one can ever replace you, you are the most beautiful girl I ever knew in my entire lifetime. I love you (Y/N)”
“Don’t say such things to me, it makes me embarrassed,” you said looking down blushing
Her lips, Her lips I could kiss them all day if she let me, Her laugh, Her laugh She hates, but I think it’s so sexy, She’s so beautiful and I tell her every day
Klaus reached over pinning you down on the blanket from the small picnic earlier.
“you know everytime you blush, it makes you even cuter and I just can’t resist you, love” he growled into your ear
This caused a total hysteria of butterflies in your stomach. Klaus slowly leaned down touching his warm lips with your own, the feeling was indescribable, it was pure bliss. You felt as if the world didn’t matter anymore, all that mattered at this moment was Klaus and you.
Klaus nibbled at your lips asking for entrance which you gladly accepted, his tongue darted into your mouth exploring your wet cavern. The mini battle of dominance was won by none other than Klaus.
You both pulled away in need of oxygen. Your face was flushed, blood was rushing around so fast and you can hear your heart beating rapidly as Klaus’s lips traveled their way down to your neck. He was nibbling and sucking on your sweet spot making you groan in pleasure.
You were 100 percent sure there was going to be love bite on your neck the next morning but you didn’t care. The love Klaus was showing you right now was all that mattered to you.
Klaus loved the way you were so vulnerable with him, the way your lips tasted like strawberry and chocolate and the feeling of your soft locks as they tangled themselves into his fingers. The way your delicate body fits with his, and how your small fragile fingers played with his hair. He loved everything about you. You gave him immeasurable pleasure. The pleasure you both felt day in and day out.
Klaus’s hand traveled to your side and wondered towards your ticklish part. You began to protest knowing you would laugh like a mad woman and you hated it. But Klaus refused to listen. He started tickling your sides, you were a giggling mess and those giggles turned into full blown laughter as he kept tickling.
“K-k-k-kl-klu-Klaus pl-p-ple-please s-s-sto-stop” you breathed through your laughter
Klaus admired the way you looked so carefree and delicate when you were beneath him, laughing like nothing mattered. The sweet melody of your voice rang through his ears like music, he can’t help but want to hear more and more of this infectious tune.
Oh you know, you know, you know I’d never ask you to change, If perfect’s what you’re searching for then just stay the same, So don’t even bother asking if I look okay You’ll know I’ll say
Suddenly Klaus just stopped and stared at you.
“Uh are you okay, is something wrong"
"no, no, I just can’t get over how beautiful you are and how in the world did I get a girl so perfect and down to earth like you to be my girl”
“I’m not perfect and definitely not what you think of me, but I do know you’re worth my time and I love you wholeheartedly Klaus Mikaelson. and to answer the question of how you got me, it’s simple I saw the light in you”
“You always seem to amaze me, no matter how evil they are you always see the light in them, you have such a pure heart that I’m scared I might ruin it”
“Don’t be silly, you could never do that to me, as long as you’re with me, I know nothing can hurt me, not even you”
“You know love, you are perfect the way you are, I would never what you to change no matter how many times I tell you this, its the truth. I love this woman I see in front of me and I will love you always and forever”
“I love you to Klaus Mikaelson”
You both leaned in for a small kiss while smiling. It was perfect, sitting under the stars, as the wind softly rubbed against your skin and the sounds of nature played a song. You were both lying on the blanket holding hands as you lay on his chest listening to his calming heartbeat while watching the stars. The night was Perfect, just like the both of you.
When I see your face, There’s not a thing that I would change, cause you’re amazing just the way you are. And when you smile, The whole world stops and stares for awhile, Cause girl you’re amazing just the way you are
“Are you almost done?” Lance laid on your
bed with his hands behind his head as you finished packing some stuff.
“Yeah give me five seconds.” You popped
your head out of your closet before returning to folding the last of your
“You said that 10 minutes ago, we are
going to miss the flight.”
“Stop nagging, you sound like my mother.”
You zipped up your suitcase and brought it out into your bedroom. “Ok I’m
“Finally.” Lance stood up. “Your bed is
really comfortable Y/N. Should we get back into it?”
“I really hate you, you know that right?”
“Don’t kid yourself, you don’t hate me.”
Lance smiled and walked out of your bedroom. You brought your suitcase out to
Lance’s car. He opened the trunk and you put it in before walking to the
passenger door and getting in. Lance’s black Cadillac was ridiculous but, it
screamed Lance. Lance closed the driver’s door and turned on his car. The
engine purred to life and the radio started playing. Lance had a playlist
playing and the song Promiscuous by Nelly
Furtado started blasting through the speakers.
“You listen to this?” You were holding
back a laugh.
“Fuck you it’s a good song.” Lance looked
over before backing out of your parking lot and heading down the road towards
The song continued to play and you found
yourself singing along quietly. Lace would glance over to you every now and
again when you’d say certain phrases. The next song to play was Starboy by The Weeknd
“You know, your playlist is very douchey,
but It’s not bad.”
“Thank you? I’ve never had someone say my
playlist is douchey but there’s a first for everything.”
You guys arrived at the airport and check
in, sending your large suitcases on the way before heading over to the ridiculous
line for security. The line took 45 minutes alone to get to the metal
detectors. After an eternity and a half, you found your gate and set your stuff
on a chair before plopping down.
“Do you want anything? I’m going to walk
around and see what’s good.”
“If there is a Starbucks, I’ll take
“If you stumble upon food, I won’t
“Ok, I’ll brb.”
Lance walked off somewhere and you pulled
out your phone, sending your mother a text that you were at the airport and
what time your flight should land. She responded with an ok, and that she will
have someone pick you up at the airport. You closed out your messages and put
in your headphones. You played some music and put your feet up onto the chair,
leaned your head on your hand, which rested on the arm rest. You closed your
eyes and relaxed a bit, since you knew that you wouldn’t be getting much
relaxation next 4 days. After a few minutes, you felt Lance’s presence return.
You opened your eyes and saw he had a coffee extended towards you.
“Thanks.” You grabbed the cup and took a
“No problem.” Lance looked over his
shoulder towards the restaurant. “I forgot about food, but I saw the fucking
hottest chick, I wish I could find a closet somewhere and invite her.”
You rolled your eyes and drank your
coffee. “You’re ridiculous.” Lance had no response, except for the side look he
gave you before drinking his own coffee.
The flight began boarding an hour later,
once you guys found your seat you made yourself comfortable again, or at least
as comfortable as you could on an airplane. It was 6am, so the plane was fairly
packed for being an early 4th of July weekend flight. It had been a
while since you’ve flown, so you were thankful that you wore shorts and a tank
top, unlike Lance who was in dark jeans and a white t shirt.
30 minutes after taking your seats, the
plane was finally moving towards the runway to take off. You pulled out a pack
of gum to chew so your ears wouldn’t pop.
“Do you want gum?” You looked over to
Lance while putting your piece of gum in your mouth.
The plane lifted and took to the sky while
you watched Los Angeles’ skyline become smaller and smaller in the sunrise.
Once the light became too much you closed the blind and pulled out the book you
had been reading. Lance took out his phone and headphones, putting them in his
ears before playing music, he closed his eyes and crossed his arms.
You had made it about 2 more chapter into
your book when Lance’s head fell onto your shoulder. You looked over and saw
that he was fast asleep. You decided not to shrug him off, since he was going
to have hell to deal with back home. You hadn’t made it past the end of the
chapter before you had also dozed off.
You awoke to someone grabbing your thigh
and shaking it slightly. You opened your eyes and were immediately met with
Lance’s blue ones.
“Hey we just landed.”
You stretched and let out a yawn before
gathering your stuff.
Your mother had promised someone would be
at the airport to pick you up, but you didn’t imagine it would be a chauffeur.
You exchanged glances with Lance before following the man to the car he had
parked outside. It was warm on the east coast, but wasn’t nearly as warm as
California. The ride to your mother’s was a short one, she lived in a suburb
only 5 miles away from the airport. You had never been to this house, since
your mom had only lived here for a year.
The house was ridiculously large, there
was a half circle driveway in the front with, of course, a fountain in the
middle. The car came to a stop before the door was opened for you and Lance.
“Well, here were go.” You looked at Lance
and he winked down at you before grabbing your hand and intertwining it with
his. The two of you walked towards the front door and you grabbed the handle
opening it. The foyer was empty but there were 4th of July
“MOM?” You called out, before walking out
of Lance’s grasp and looking towards the kitchen.
“Y/N, You’re here already?!” Your mother’s
voice rang out from upstairs. You turned around and looked at the woman walking
down the stairs. You walked towards her and she brought you into a hug. Once
you guys separated, she held you at arm’s length, giving you a look up and
down. “You’re getting way too skinny sweetheart. We need to make sure you eat
“Mom, I have to be in shape for trials
“I’m still making sure you eat, screw your
“Mom, this is Lance. You guys have met
before, but he,” You took a second before finishing your sentence, the words
coming out so foreign. “is my boyfriend.” You walked closer to Lance and
grabbed his arm. He looked down and you, slightly shocked by the contact. “Lance
this is my mother, Y/M/N.”
“Oh yeah, aren’t you Y/N’s coach?”
Lance nodded, and looked at you. “Uh, yep.
It’s great to finally meet you. Or officially meet you, should I say.”
“Leave it up to my daughter to get herself
an older man, and her coach, of course.” Your mother rolled her eyes and
motioned between Lance and you. You shifted where you stood and shot her a
look. “You two must be exhausted, let me show you to where you’ll be staying.”
Your mother turned around and headed back up the stairs. You look up at Lance
and clenched your jaw before signaling your eyes towards your mother. Lance
chuckled under his breath before putting a finger gun towards his head and
pretending to shoot it.
You started up the stairs and followed
your mother up towards a bedroom, she opened the door and lead you guys in.
“Hopefully this will be fine? There was
bathroom through that door there.”
“Yeah it’s fine thanks mom.”
“Ok well I’ll leave you guys to get
comfortable, I had Andrew bring your stuff up while we were talking, your
suitcases are in the closet, over there.” Your mother walked past and closed
the door after she stepped into the hallway. You walked over to the bed and
fell onto it.
“She’s even more insufferable that I
remember.” You laid your arm over your face. “How the fuck will we survive?”
“Jesus Y/N, When you said she was bad, I
did not think she’d be this bad. Jesus fucking Christ. I want to leave,
“No you don’t” You sat up and pointed
towards Lance. “We are in this together now mister. The only thing that can
give us solace is the fact that there will be so much alcohol in this house
“Now, that is something I can look forward
Lance jumped on the bed next to you and
laid on his stomach, burying his face into the blanket to let out a yell.
“Did I ever mention, I just fucking hate
parents. I’ve had to meet so fucking many, and I hate, all of them. Parents fucking
suck.” Lance sighed in frustration before standing up and walking towards his
suitcase. “I’m going to take a shower.” Lance walked into the bathroom and turned
on the light. “You’re more than welcome to join.”
“Ew, no what the fuck.”
“Your loss.” Lance closed the door and turned
on the shower. You rolled over on the bed and closed your eyes. You hadn’t
planned on falling asleep, you just wanted to rest for a second.
When Lance come out of the bathroom in gray
sweatpants and no shirt on, he was running a towel through his hair. He looked
over and saw you sleeping in your clothes, as if you just knocked out. Lance
threw the towel over the chair and walked over to you. He went to your converse
and untied them, before sliding them off your feet and setting them next to the
chair before walking back over.
“Hey, Y/N Here,” Lance grabbed the blanket
from underneath you. “Let me put this blanket on you.” You shifted in your
sleep, gaining enough consciousness to help get yourself tucked in before
rolling over and completely passing out again. Lance walked to the other side
of the bed, sliding under the blanket and taking another look at you before
turning his back to you and closing his eyes.
You woke up to the setting sun hitting
your face from the window. You rubbed your eyes before reaching down into your
pocket, grabbing your phone. It was 15 minutes to 6, and the party was at 6:30,
luckily you didn’t plan on dressing up too much. You looked to your right,
finding Lance, still sleeping. He was laying on his stomach with his arms under
the pillow, face towards you. You suddenly remembered that he helped you under
the blanket on the bed. Lance was always cocky in LA while he was in his
element, but you were really hoping that he’d let his walls down and show a
softer side the next 4 days.
You took the blankets off you and
stretched, Lance stirred and opened his eyes. “What time is it?”
“Almost 6. The party is at 6:30.”
“I don’t wanna go to the party.”
You stood and walked over to your suitcase
and grabbed the dress that you planned on wearing, and the sandals. You walked
into the bathroom and stripped yourself of you clothes and stepped into the
dress. You opened the door to Lance, standing in a white button up shirt, wide
open, and his grey sweatpants still. He was looking down when you emerged, not
catching the look of surprise on your face, a warmth growing in your lower
belly. You shook it off and cleared your throat.
“Can you zip this for me?”
You walked over to Lance and turned
around. He grabbed the zipper, pulling it up slowly, his fingers brushing
against you slightly leaving chills up your spine at the lost contact.
“They you go.” He put his hands on your
shoulders, giving them a small squeeze. You ran you hand through your hair and
went back into the bathroom to put on some light makeup and lipstick. You
grabbed your shoes and walked back into the bedroom towards the bed to put your
shoes on. Lance was wearing grey pants,
the sleeves of his shirt rolled up to his elbows, the top buttons on his shirt,
“I’m so proud of you, you’re not wearing
red, white, and blue, or a track suit. I’m so proud.”
“You’re so funny. You know me, I like to
kiss ass and make parents like me.”
“I really doubt my mother will like you,
or me, or anyone but this fake life she lives.”
bet? 100 bucks says I can make her like me.”
“You’re on.” You shook his hands while
laughing and finished getting ready.
You were sitting down at one of the many
tables in the backyard, drinking a glass of champagne when you felt the chair
next to you move, and Lance sit down next to you.
“These people aren’t taking the bait.”
You laughed and shook your head. “Maybe
they see through your bullshit.”
“But that’s not possible, I’m really
You stood up, still laughing at the
desperation in Lance’s voice. “Well, you can keep trying I’m going to find
something stronger.” You motioned towards your glass before walking away and heading
back into the empty house. There was a full bar lining the counters, with
ending possibilities of mixed drinks. You decided to make yourself a jack and
coke. You walked over towards the living area to look at the pictures on the
fire place. There were some of Mark’s children and he and mom. Then in the
middle, was a picture of you at your first Olympic Game. You were 16 and it was
the same year you messed up your hamstring.
“I still remember when you won.” Mark
walked up next to you and put an arm around your shoulder, kissing the top of
your head. “I felt so bad that I could see you earlier kiddo.”
“It’s ok, I was tired anyways. Plus, I
knew I would see you tonight.” You smiled up at him.
“When is your next competition? I want to
try and get off work.”
“Um in 4 weeks is the Games, next week is
trials so hopefully I’ll qualify and then I’m back to Toronto.”
“You’ll do great. I’ll even get your
mother to come around.”
“Thanks Mark.” You leaned into his side
hug and he squeezed your arm before walked back towards the kitchen. “Hey
Lance, you treat this one well, she is amazing. Don’t hurt her.”
“She really is great.”
You kept your back towards the men, but
smiled at the compliment. You heard Mark leave the room and Lance walked up
next to you with a glass.
“So, does everybody love you yet?”
“No. I don’t get it; the east coast is
You laughed and took a drink. “I’m sorry
your ego is deflating.”
Lance just sighed and chugged the rest of
“Do you want another drink?”
“Yeah. Thanks” You downed your drink and
handed him the glass.
“No, not really.”
Lance walked over to the bar and you
“I really don’t want to go back outside.”
“Let’s just explore.”
“I’m pretty sure there is like a movie
theater down stairs. We can just watch some shitty movie and get fucking
“Let’s find it.”
Lance handed you the drink and he grabbed
another bottle before you guys went to find the basement door. You found the
door and went downstairs. There was a bunch of couches and chairs with a large screen
and a wall of movies.
“So, I say we just close our eyes and pick
a random one?” Lance suggested standing in front of the large shelf.
“Sure.” You walked over and pointed to a
random disc. Lance grabbed it and took it off the shelf. The movie as called ‘The
“Well this looks god awful.”
“Yeah I’m sure there will be enough drink
Lance put the disc in and you took off
your shoes, sitting down and grabbing a blanket putting it on your legs. Lance
took a seat by you and grabbed the bottle of Tequila. The movie was truly god
awful and before you were even 20 minutes in you were already slightly drunk.
Lance and you just made joke and talked shit about the whole movie. The worse character
in the movie was the villain Chase, it was laughable and you found yourself
just rolling your eyes and drinking whenever the movie became ridiculous.
Lance and you made it about halfway
through the movie before you both knocked out. The movie playing out until the
end as you guys slept.