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Lay All Your Love On Me | Rockstar!Eddie x Nepo!Baby Reader

@oneforthemunny Summer writing game! This is the first time EVER posted something like this, pls be nice, I’m scared 🫣 Proofread but honestly there could be some minor things.

WC: 2.6K+

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT 😡 I S2G I MEAN IT 18+ ONLY nsfw/unprotected sex/ p in v/ dom vs sub/ dirty talk/ oral (f & M receiving)/ degradation/ name calling/ breeding kink if you squint. Sorry if I missed anything

🐚-Prompt your/Eddie's dream vacation. where do you go? what do you do? It doesn't have to be beachy or tropical, wherever you want!

The last 6 months of your life, have been the longest of your entire life. Traveling all over the USA for work, fashion shows, photoshoots, endless fittings, attending your parent's mind-numbing galas, and worst of all, not being able to see Eddie at all. He was on a Europe/Asia tour with his world-famous band Corroded Coffin, and you were at home busting your ass without any downtime. People think being a celebrity is easy, that everything is handed to you because of who your parents are, but news flash! It’s not all it’s cracked up to be.

Your relationship was taking such a toll, there was only so much time in the day and with the time difference keeping up with where he was in the world was getting difficult, also the phone sex was getting old. Eddie and you decided that because you both needed some serious R&R to reconnect, a vacation was the right move. You needed it desperately, so you had your assistant book the two of you a private villa on a secluded beach in the middle of nowhere for 3 luxurious weeks.

6 months head lead up to this point, 24 weeks on the go, 182 days without him. You had even tried surprising him but each time something came up. The band wasn’t in the same city for more than one night, you had a photo shoot in Hawaii, he was in Tokyo, you had to be in Colorado for a charity event, he was in Milan. Nothing worked up until this point. His tour ended today, since you had to travel farther you got to the villa one day early.

You could just taste the ocean air as you stepped off your parents private jet. The boat ride to the little Greek island was less than an hour and you had time to unwind before Eddie was to arrive the next day.

You wanted to get there before him just to get one day to yourself. (Like you siad, it was a long 6 months) There was hardly any time for self care, not to mention when you did do your self care the vibrator Eddie had gotten you for while he was away had broke from being over uses 3 months into him being gone. There was no way in hell you were going to be caught by the paps in a sex shop getting a replacement.

The villa was beautiful, blue and white everything, a beautiful kitchen that you could fulfill all the domestic fantasies these next three weeks brought. The bedroom was huge and had a king size bed in the middle, the shower was spa like and there was an infinity pool in the back yard, it looked like the most luxurious oasis. A view of the Sea was enough to relax you the second you stepped outside, it was everything you expected. You made a mental note to give your assistant a bonus for booking this place.

*24 hrs later*

After a relaxing night of self care that included, shaving, exfoliating, facial masks, and a little bit of wine, you stayed by the pool most of the morning. It was perfect tanning weather and you would take advantage of not having tan lines. You stripped off your bathing suit, it was only you in the villa and your closest neighbour was more than a few miles away. and you weren’t expecting Eddie for a few more hours. (not that he would be complaining.) You were listening to your music, really starting to relax as your body finally understood that you are in fact in vacation mode, as you sunk into the daybed.

Meditating to the sound of the ocean, your soft music playing in the background you hadn’t a care in the world

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The second Eddie stepped off the boat he knew his hunger couldn’t be satiated until he had you consuming every inch of him. He walked into the villa and didn’t even take in its beauty. He had one thing in mind and that was finding you. He was calling out your name but the house was empty with the echo of his voice. Running to each room, he found the kitchen, the sitting room, the bathroom, and the bedroom where he finally put his bags down, but with no luck, they were all empty. He was starting to second guess if he got the date wrong? But seeing your things spread all over the bedroom including the teeniest red string bikini on the bed lead him to believe otherwise.

Then he heard it, your awful pop music coming from the yard, he knew you were here. He rushed his way to the sliding glass door, his heart skips a beat when he sees you. Laying on your stomach, head facing away from the door, bare ass in the air, on display for him. Eddie was famished and here you were sitting out for him on a silver platter. He couldn’t wait a second longer, he slid the door open and made his way towards you.

You had just started to nodd off, sun beaming down on your skin, the familiar smell of sunblock and the ocean air southed your soul.

“Oh baby you sure know how to welcome your man” Eddie sighed.

“AHHHHHHH” A scream of terror left your throat at the sudden voice right behind you you jumped and saw his cherubic face framed by the sun light beaming behind him.

“BABY” you pop up on to your knees on the lounger to embrace him in the tightest hug you could. He looked good, tired but good. He let his beard grow out and had a few more tattoos covering up his arms than the last time you saw him. His hair was the same as always and he must have been working out with the trainer while on tour because he definitely was more filled out than the last time you saw him.

Eddie pulled back so he could kiss you, not wasting any time he is ravishing you, a kiss that took your breath away, the kiss was hard, rough and messy but the passion of not being together for 6 months was coming trough his actions. His hands shot up to your bare ass grabbing it pulling you closer into him. His hands then traveled up to your breasts as a gut reaction you moaned into his touch. “God I missed you” he moaned into your mouth, hands frantic, touching any part of him you could. Time stood still, you could have been kissing him for 5 hours or 5 mins it didn’t matter you were together again.

Eddie reluctantly pulled away to take you all in. 6 months of not feeling, seeing, or tasting you he was a man starved. “God baby if I knew you would be welcoming me like this I would have told the pilot to parachute me onto the island to get here faster.” His eyes take in your bare everything. Giggling at his stupid flirting, you blushed, but it quickly went away when he latched his mouth onto your left nipple. Your head flew back with pleasure, with a moan he pulled away to see the cute little bud that was forming. The sensation of his mouth on you went straight to your core. You needed him so badly that you forgot what it was like to be touched, to be wanted. Naturally, you slid your hands down his torso, up under his shirt, signaling for him to take it off, you needed to feel his skin, you kissed him like it was the last time you ever would kiss him. You slid your hands down to his belt buckle, undoing it at a speed that wasn’t fast enough. “What do you think you’re doing?” Eddie gripped the back of your hair and yanked your head back, letting out a little yelp “Please Eddie I need you, let me make you feel good baby. I need this, it's been too long, I can’t-” Usually under different circumstances, he wouldn’t let you touch him until you were told you were allowed, but he could see the plea in your eyes, you both needed this. “Fine, but just this one time, Princess” he let go of your hair and you bent lower to take his cock out. “You remember, one tap you’re ok, two to stop” his tone was serious, “Yes Sir” Giving him the most innocent eyes you slide your tongue up the thick shaft and envelope his head in the rest of your mouth, not breaking eye contact. The weight of his cock resting in your mouth made you drool. “ Fuuuuuck, good girl” Eddie’s breath became erratic. His hips pulled back and you knew it was coming, he thrust back into your mouth almost hitting the back of your throat, fucking himself in your mouth your eyes started watering and your breathing became shallow but you were in heaven. “You ok babydoll?” He’s looking down at you, hand gripped on the back of your head still thrusting until he hit the back of your throat. You gave him one tap on his bare thigh, as he kept up the pace. “I missed this mouth so fucking much, my hand wasn’t enough. Could’ve had any groupie I wanted, girls were throwing themselves at me” He said through gritted teeth. “ but I didn’t *thrust* want *thrust* any *thrust* of *thrust* them *thrust* they aren’t you” his hips sped up until he filling pulled out. You were finally able to catch your breath, you were a mess, hair tangled and scalp burning from his harsh grip, drool coming out of your mouth, tears and snot running down your face. He pulled you back up to kiss him, your pussy was throbbing, and the pulse that went directly to your clit was screaming for attention, you tried rubbing your thighs together for some sort of friction but Eddie noticed.

Moaning your name he pushed you back down onto the day bed, you saw the hunger in his eyes “Baby, please.” involuntary whimper came from your mouth, he went in for another kiss, hands roaming from your inner thigh up until it reached your pussy “oh baby” he says with shaky breath the second he truly felt how wet you were for him.

Kissing down your neck, leaving purple bruises in his wake, not giving a care in the world right now about visible hickeys, he crept lower and lower until he was kneeling between your legs forcing your knees open he stared into your heat “Oh Princess, you’ve been so neglected, haven't you? No one to take care of you like I can, don’t worry I’m here now.” He wasn’t talking to you, he was talking to her. He leaned in, soft kitten licks your clit with the tip of his tongue, gentle and delicate. The tickle of his new beard was a sensation you had yet to feel, it’s not what you were used to with Eddie but you weren’t complaining, you were doing the exact opposite actually. You couldn’t resist it anymore, your hips started gyrating into his face, you needed more. “Eddie please” you whimpered. “Seems like you’re forgetting my name babydoll, but I’ll give you a pass it has been 182 days,” he says looking up still stroking your folds with his index finger. “ ‘m sorry Master, please I need you” you practically in tears. “That’s my good girl, beg for it” he’s grinning down at you but you’re too distracted you didn’t realize he had his pants off from around his ankles, his hard cock in hand he rubbed his tip up and down your slit gathering your juices.

At this point you were so turned on you couldn’t think, moaning out as he slowly stretched you open eyes rolling to the back of your head, inch by inch the pleasure mixed with the burn of the stretch, it was good, too good, you’ll never let it be this long ever again to have him fill you.

“My little slut can’t even think straight can she? My big cock got you all stupid didn’t it?” You hadn’t even realized he was talking to you, cock drunk off the feeling you were so close and he hardly started. “I-I- huhhhhhh, master plea-” You didn’t stand a chance he started thrusting into you, your ankles rolling, he gripped your calfs to hold your legs as wide was the could go. With each thrust the pleasure became more and more, your back arching up into the feeling of him filling you up. The feeling in your belly starting to build until he unexpectedly flipped you so you were on all fours, and he started thrusting harder “Oh god! There! Please don’t stop!” It was so good your hands gave out, your check pressing into the foam mattress, only making your ass stick out more for him. He spread your cheeks, and you scream as he hits that sweet spot in you each time. A slap comes down hard on your ass as he pounds into you, you moan out with pleasure. Another smack on the other cheek to even things out. He’s going at a a pace that makes your head spin, his fingers gripped into your hips so rough you’re sure there will be bruising tomorrow. The noises that are coming out of you are inhumane, you didn’t even recognize yourself, he was so big, you were so full, it was too good.

Eddie yanked your head back by your hair so you were parallel with his body. “Tell your master how much you missed this cock you little slut” he whispers through gritted teeth. You couldn’t talk, each thrust was getting deeper and deeper at the angle he was holding you in, you almost fall you grab his forearm to balance yourself. Suddenly he pulled out and you cried out at the loss. “You really have been fucked dumb because I know you heard me” he pushed you back down your hands almost not catching your fall. “I missed your cock so bad, it’s been so long, Master please! I need it!” you were crying, all your emotions built up leading up to this point. “There you go baby, was that so hard?” He plunged back in each thrust building and building, the coil in your stomach tightening until he started rubbing your clit and you couldn’t take it anymore “Master I need to come please” you cried! “Oh looks like you didn’t forget everything, good girl, come for me” You were already seeing stars before he finished talking, your body shook, clenching down so tight on his cock while your orgasm filled your body. “Oh god yes, baby milk this cock so good I’m going to fill you up” Your pussy gripped down so hard on his cock you felt him cumming a few thrusts later.

Dazed, and all fucked out you roll over to see Eddie beaming down at you. “Hi princess” Eyes glazed over you manage a “Hi baby,” you reach for his face, you’re still crying, he leans into your request and gives you the softest kiss you think he has ever given you. “I missed you so much, don’t ever leave me that long again.” you sniffle and curl into his lap. “ I love you so much Princess, never again.” He held you like a child, you needed him just to be there. After a couple of minutes, the tears stopped, and you curled into his neck, leaving soft kisses and kitten licks, you couldn’t help yourself, your boyfriend was just so hot.

“I think we have a lot of catching up to do” he throws you over his shoulder “Eddie put me down” you giggle, getting a full view of his bare ass in front of your face he runs you to the bedroom, you knew it was going to be a long night.

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voidpetrova · 9 months

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paradise on earth — obx!jeremy gilbert x reader

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content warnings and genre: swearing, public sex, blowjobs, degradation, dirty talk — smut, drama

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synopsis: he was a pogue, you were a kook—it was only normal for the two of you to hate one another. unfortunately, opposites had a funny way of attracting.

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as the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm, orange glow across the outer banks, you found yourself perched on the balcony of your family's lavish beachfront mansion. the sea breeze tousled your hair gently as you lit a cigarette, the soft ember flickering to life, casting an ephemeral dance of shadows on your face. your older brother emerged from the dimly lit interior of the house, his chiseled features partially obscured by the fading light. he shot you a stern look, his piercing blue eyes narrowing as he approached.

“knock it off, sis,” he said with a mix of concern and authority. rafe had always been protective of you, especially after your parents' passing. you were his baby sister, and he loved you more than anything in the world.

you took a long drag of the cigarette, letting the smoke swirl around you before reluctantly extinguishing it in the ashtray. “you worry too much, rafe,” you replied, a hint of defiance in your voice. the kook lifestyle had always felt stifling, and smoking had become a small act of rebellion.

he sighed, running a hand through his sandy blond hair. “i just don't want to see you go down the same path as dad,” he said, his voice softer now, filled with a painful reminder of the past. your father had been consumed by his vices, leaving a trail of destruction in his wake.

the two of you stood there in silence for a moment, the waves crashing in the background, a stark contrast to the world of privilege and pretense that your family embodied. despite the kook-pogue rivalry that had plagued the outer banks for generations, you couldn't help but feel a sense of longing for something more genuine, more real. little did you know that this summer would bring unexpected changes into your life, changes that would challenge the boundaries of loyalty and love in a world divided by class and circumstance.

the summer air was heavy with anticipation as figure eight island buzzed with rumors of an extravagant party to be hosted by topper thornton, one of the most prominent kooks in town. the picturesque beach, known for its serene beauty, was about to be transformed into a pulsating oasis of laughter, music, and hidden desires.

you had heard whispers of the upcoming event for days, fueled by gossip shared among the kooks, including your own family. the mention of topper's party had reached even the secluded pogue community, piquing your curiosity and stirring a longing for an adventure beyond the confines of your life.

as the evening sun cast a mesmerizing array of colors across the horizon, you decided to seize the opportunity to escape your meticulously curated world for a taste of something more genuine. dressed in a flowy, beachy dress that was more pogue than kook, you ventured towards the island's edge where the party was in full swing.

topper's mansion loomed like a beacon of extravagance, its facade adorned with strings of twinkling lights that danced in the breeze. the sounds of laughter and clinking glasses wafted through the air, beckoning you closer.

you approached the party with a mixture of apprehension and excitement. the energy was palpable as kooks and a few adventurous pogues mingled on the beach. it was a night when societal divides seemed to blur, at least temporarily.

amidst the lively crowd, your eyes met those of jeremy gilbert, a ruggedly handsome ppgue whose presence was magnetic. he had an air of mystery about him, and his pogue attire and confident demeanor set him apart from the other attendees.

as you navigated through the gathering, you found yourself drawn to jeremy's side. the two of you struck up a conversation, discussing the peculiar blend of worlds at the party. jeremy's captivating smile and genuine curiosity about your life as a kook began to erode the barriers between you.

the conversation with jeremy flowed easily, like a secret dance amidst the chaos of the party. you found yourselves talking about dreams and desires, aspirations and fears, all while the waves crashed in the background, as if the ocean itself were bearing witness to your connection.

in a hushed voice, jeremy leaned in and confessed, “i have to admit, i was reluctant to talk to you earlier. i've seen the way rafe gets around his little sister, and i didn't want any trouble.”

you understood his apprehension. rafe's protective nature was well-known, and his temper was legendary among both pogues and kooks. “don't worry,” you whispered back with a reassuring smile. “rafe may be overprotective, but i can handle him. besides, i wanted to talk to you.”

before jeremy could respond, the night took an unexpected turn. rafe stormed over, anger flashing in his eyes. “what do you think you're doing, talking to this pogue?” he barked, his voice carrying over the party. you exchanged a tense look with keremy, your heart racing. “rafe, i can choose my own friends,” you retorted, your upbringing flaring up in defiance.

jeremy, ever the calm presence, stepped in. “we were just having a conversation, man,” he said, trying to defuse the situation.

rafe's jaw clenched, but then, surprisingly, he softened slightly, his eyes narrowing in disgust, knowong he had to keep you protected as long as he could. "you better make the most of it," he could've sworn he saw red. “this is the last time you ever go near her.” he warned before stalking off into the party, leaving you and jeremy alone once more.

as the night wore on, you couldn't shake the feeling that your meeting with jeremy was fated, just like john b and sarah's encounter. the pogue-kook divide may have tried to keep you apart, but you both knew that destiny had other plans. you exchanged a promise in those lingering gazes - you would see each other again, no matter the obstacles in your path.

while the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm, golden hue over the waters of the cut, the pogues had gathered for one of their regular hangouts. the sound of laughter and waves crashing on the shore filled the air as they lounged on the sand, sharing stories and dreams.

jeremy, still new to the group but eager to fit in, had captivated their attention with tales of the mysterious look girl he had met at topper's party. he leaned back, his eyes sparkling with excitement, as he regaled them with the story of your encounter.

“i'm telling you guys, she's different,” jeremy insisted, a boyish grin on his face. “she's not like the other kooks. she's got this fire in her, this spirit that's impossible to ignore.”

kie, the feisty and loyal member, was quick to support jeremy's sentiments. “i've met her once or twice,” she chimed in. “she's not half bad. kinda down-to-earth for a kook, if you ask me.”

some other friends, like pope, the brains of the group, were more contemplative. “but can we really trust someone from the other side of the tracks?” he mused aloud. “rafe and his family have caused us enough trouble.”

jj, who was more wild and unpredictable than the rest of the pogues, took a more direct approach. “who cares about trust? if jere likes her, that's enough for me,” he declared with a mischievous grin.

amidst the mix of opinions, one thing was unanimous: they all agreed that you were indeed a knockout, a stunning presence who had caught jeremy's eye. and when it came to rafe cameron, the general sentiment was even more emphatic—he was, without a doubt, a dick. the conversation continued late into the night, illuminated by a bonfire that cast flickering shadows on the faces of the pogues. in that moment, beneath the starlit sky and amidst the camaraderie of friends, the pogues couldn't help but wonder if the divisions between pogues and kooks could ever truly keep two people apart, especially when the spark of attraction and the promise of adventure beckoned irresistibly.

weeks had passed since the night at the cut, and while jeremy had thought about you often, the divide between the pogues and the kooks seemed insurmountable. but fate had a way of weaving intricate stories on the outer banks.

one sunny day, the pogues were on one of their secret treasure hunts, chasing the elusive royal merchant gold that had become an obsession for them. unbeknownst to jeremy, you had become increasingly curious about the adventures of the pogues, especially since your encounter with him.

as the pogues made their way through the marshes, john b, their charismatic leader, devised a plan to retrieve an important clue. it just so happened that the clue was located in a building near the cameron mansion. to your surprise, you stumbled upon this plan while eavesdropping on your brother rafe's conversation. the intrigue was too much for you to resist. with a sense of daring, you decided to tip off jeremy, the only pogue you knew, about your brother's plot. you left a discreet message at the chateau, their hangout, knowing that jeremy and the others would eventually find it.

when jeremy discovered the message, it sent shockwaves through the group. “it's from the kook girl, telling us about rafe's plan,” he explained to the pogues gathered around. “she's helping us.” the news was met with mixed reactions. kie and jj, remembering the positive impression you had left on them at the party, were more open to the idea. pope remained cautious, reminding everyone about the potential risks. john b, ever the optimist, saw it as an opportunity they couldn't pass up.

as the sun began its descent, jeremy, john b, kie, jj, and pope embarked on their mission to thwart eafe's plot. they moved stealthily through the island, shadows against the backdrop of the darkening skies, driven by the desire to outsmart the kooks and find the royal merchant gold.

amidst the tension and excitement of their adventure, they couldn't help but think of you, the kook girl who had reached out to them, and the unlikely alliance that had formed. they knew that this dangerous pursuit would bring them closer to the secrets of the outer banks and, just maybe, to you once more.

hours passed, and the pogues, guided by your information, eventually reached the hidden location of the clue. rafe and his kook cronies were closing in, but the pogues had the upper hand.

with a mix of adrenaline and determination, the pogues outwitted rafe and his crew, securing the crucial clue and narrowly escaping capture. as they regrouped in a safe spot, jeremy couldn't help but reflect on the unexpected turn of events. “we wouldn't have pulled this off without her,” he admitted, his eyes filled with gratitude and curiosity about the kook girl who had helped them.

little did jeremy know that your paths were destined to cross once more, and that the bond between pogue and kook, fueled by adventure and secrets, was about to become stronger than ever. the outer banks held more mysteries than they could have ever imagined, and your connection with jeremy would be at the heart of their unraveling.

the revelation of your involvement with the pogues didn't go unnoticed by rafe. qs soon as he discovered your betrayal, his rage knew no bounds. he confronted you in your room, his anger palpable.

“you're a disgrace, helping those assholes,” he yelled, his voice echoing off the plush walls of the cameron mansion. “you've crossed a line, sis.”

his words stung, but you knew you had done what you felt was right. “rafe, they needed help, and it was the right thing to do,” you replied, your voice steady even in the face of his fury. rafe's face twisted with anger, and he pointed toward the door. “get out,” he spat. “if you want to side with them and the little gilbert, then go live with them.”

swallowing your pride, you packed a small bag and left the opulent mansion behind. the night air was cool as you walked along the moonlit beach, the waves whispering secrets as they lapped at the shore. as you walked further, you saw a solitary figure in the distance. it was jeremy. he was standing there, his silhouette framed by the ethereal glow of the moon on the water. you couldn't help but feel a sense of relief as you approached him.

“outer banks, paradise on earth, isn't it?” jeremy said softly as he turned to look at you, a faint smile on his lips. you sighed, leaning against a piece of driftwood that had washed ashore. “if only it were,” you replied, the weight of your recent actions heavy on your shoulders.

jeremy closed the distance between you, his gaze intense and unwavering. “hey, you did what you thought was right,” he said, his voice gentle as he reached out to gently touch your cheek. “i admire that about you. thank you for everything.”

you met his gaze, feeling the warmth of his touch spread through you. "i just wish it didn't cost me my family," you confessed, your voice trembling. jeremy's thumb brushed away a stray tear that had escaped your eye. “you're not alone,” he said softly, drawing you into his arms. “you have us, the pogues. you have me.”

in that moment, as the moonlight danced on the waves and the sea breeze carried the scent of salt and adventure, you realized that the outer banks held more than just secrets. it held the promise of a love that transcended the boundaries of class and circumstance. you leaned in, your lips meeting jeremy's in a tender and passionate kiss, sealing a connection that had been forged through courage and sacrifice. the waves continued their rhythmic song, bearing witness to the beginning of a love story that defied the odds, just like the paradise itself.

when your lips met jeremy's, the world around you seemed to fade away, leaving only the two of you in the moonlit embrace of the beach. the kiss deepened, a powerful surge of longing and desire passing between you both. jeremy's arms wrapped around you, pulling you closer, as if he couldn't get enough of the taste and feel of your lips against his. the soft, warm sand beneath your feet added to the sensation of being grounded, yet weightless, as if you were floating on a sea of emotions.

the kiss spoke of unspoken promises, of shared secrets and a future filled with uncertainty and adventure. it was a moment where the lines between two rival groups blurred, where all that mattered was the intense connection between you and jeremy.

as you finally broke the kiss, breathless and heart pounding, he rested his forehead against yours, his warm breath mingling with yours in the cool night air. “i don't care about the labels or the rivalry,” he whispered, his voice filled with sincerity. “i just care about you.”

a surge of emotion welled up inside you as you looked into jeremy's eyes, mirroring the same sentiments. in this secluded corner of paradise, the barriers that separated your worlds seemed insignificant. the connection you shared was real, and it was powerful.

you pressed your lips to his again, a promise sealed in the night, a declaration that your love would conquer the challenges that lay ahead. as the waves continued their eternal dance, you and jeremy continued yours, lost in each other, wrapped in the magic of the paradise on earth. the air carried the sweet scent of saltwater and tropical flowers, mingling harmoniously with the warm glow of the setting sun as it dipped towards the horizon. the sun cast long shadows over the beach, accentuating the rugged contours of his toned physique. his well-defined muscles rippled beneath the fabric of his sun-bleached shirt as he strolled effortlessly across the sand, his pace mirroring the undulating tides.

the waves lapped against the shore as the two of you explored each other. every touch, every kiss, every moan was filled with passion and desire as you both lost yourselves in the pleasure of the moment. as the sun set, the two of you lay in each other's arms, content and sated. as the sky turned a deep shade of violet, jeremy leaned in, his lips pressed against yours in a passionate kiss. his hands roamed your body, exploring every curve and crevice as the kiss deepened. you could feel the sand beneath you as his touch ignited a fire inside of you.

“i've been dreaming of this since the night of the party,” you admitted, tone hushed and soft. jeremy smile at you as he brushed away your loose strands of hair away from your cheeks. “i want you, jer.” he stared into your eyes with his own brown, piercing ones as a soft smile graced his lips, gaze as gentle as ever. “i want you too, (y/n).”

his tongue licked the sweet spot below your ear before his lips began leaving sloppy and slow kisses down your neck. his hands ran down your back to grab your ass, groping it as your body became sensitive under his touch. his look grew dark, lust dancing in his eyes while you helped remove his shorts. the sight of his noticeably hardening dick, covered only by his boxers, caused desire to pool at the pit of your stomach, a slick of heat already dampening your underwear. you didn't waste a second before beginning to rub his cock through his bpxers, causing a low groan to erupt from his throat while his hands spun in front of him to support himself.

“you’re gonna be the death of me.” he groaned, very obviously holding himself back. you only smiled up at him, a look of fake innocence on your features, which made his insatiable desire to ruin you right here and right now grow even more.

without breaking your locked gazes, you finally freed him of his boxers, a moan of relief slipping past his lips immediately, and it only made you more eager. your lips moved against his wet tip, kissing it once before you began to deliver kitten licks, slowly and teasingly, before dragging your tongue up along the thick vein of his cock. it was your first time seeing all of him, and you couldn't have been happier about it. he grabbed your hair in one hand to force you to look at him, “stop with the teasing,” he instructed, trying to regain control.

the grip his strong hand had behind your head made you tremble, the arousal being unbearable, and you let him guide your mouth closer to his cock until you took the tip of his cock in your mouth. while he groaned, you began lowering your head, taking him deeper, before lifting your neck and beginning to frantically bob your head up and down. you spat down his member, before letting your hand grip the base of it, still sucking as you fisted him with your palm. the moment he had taken complete control by moving your head for you, you knew you couldn't resist much longer, your own free hand reaching your clothed tits, fondling your breast while your pussy only grew wetter. when you pushed away to breathe and look up at him through glossy eyes, his self control completely faltered.

“shit—“ he grunted, “c’mere.” he helped you stand on your feet before desperately crashing his lips on yours, catching your lips in a lust-filled kiss while his hands roamed around your body. he lifted your sundress, grabbing your naked thigh as he pressed your back against the sand beneath you. you all but let out a moan of surprise in his mouth when he ripped your panties off, causing him to smirk. “jer,” you try to whine, but his lips were too eager to let yours go. “i’ll get you some new ones.” he assured, and you couldn't help but smile when he kissed you again.

“gonna be a good kook and scream for me?” he whispered, with his lips so close to yours that you could feel his breath fanning your mouth. you nodded at his words, but it wasn't enough for him—he wrapped his fingers around your neck, the pressure not enough to choke you, but just the way he knew made you crazy. “answer when i speak to you, baby.”

“and what if i don't?” you challenged him.

much to your dismay, he accepted the challenge and in one quick motion, he thrusted into your dripping hole, bottoming out all at once. you let out a cry at the feeling and he claimed your mouth swiftly, swallowing your sounds, which never stopped—for he had already set a rough pace. as jeremy places his forehead against yours, creating a distance between your mouths, your eyes rolled to the back of your head, while your newly-found lover only smirked at your reaction. he decided to answer your question by grazing his lips against your ear, “what i plan on doing,” he gives you a particular aggressive, deep thrust that makes you whimper, “is making you scream so hard, your asshole of a brother's gonna hear you from your mansion.”

your body trembled at his words, the thought of it being all too overwhelming, already too close to your climax, and you begin begging for him for his permission. his grunts of pleasure, followed by strings of curses and obscene praises about how much he loved this, were pushing you to the edge and you knew you weren't in any position to stop it.

“please, jer,” were the only words that came out of your mouth, and although he wanted stop you from making those erotic sounds due to drawing attention, he knew he wanted rafe or any kook to walk onto the public beach and soak the sight in.

as he let his head fall into the crook of your neck, his thrusts became increasingly sloppy before you finally felt him release inside you, moaning and groaning against your hot, flushing skin. the overwhelming feeling pushed you over the edge, your walls clasping around him as you let go, while your fingers held onto his dark hair for dear life. your moans and whimpers of his name were like music to his ears, and he could only keep rutting his hips back and forth, too caught up in his pleasure to stop. his lips began to softlt kiss your skin, from your neck up to your cheek, until he decides to catch your parted lips in a tender kiss as well. his hands caressed your thighs and your ass, before raising one arm to brush some hairs out of your sweaty forehead with his fingers.

“i love you,” the words tumbled out of his mouth before he could stop himself. he froze, his blood running cold as he braced himself for impact. what he didn't expect, however, was the way you wrapped your arms around his neck, placing a kiss on the top of his damp hair.

“i love you too, jer.”

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Talking About The New Scare-adise Island Dolls (Monster High G3)

Monster High G3's newest line, beach wave Scare-adise Island has just fully leaked! As always, I am just delighted to see new dolls and want to talk all about them and my opinions on each doll, and if i will be buying them once they release.

The Line Overall

Not many people know this, but I love beach lines. They're a staple of any doll line naturally, but I love to see the takes that a brand does on swim wear or summer fashion, and how they make it both fashionable and practical. And for the most part, I do think Scare-adise Island does a good job at this. Each doll, bar one, comes dressed in swimwear, and all of them come with a bag, sunglasses, a drink, and an extra accessory. There is also a playset, which comes with a lot more accessories, as well as a doll.

Clawdeen Wolf

Clawdeen's doll is quite interesting, and I don't excatly think it captures a beachy vibe. Clawdeen comes dressed in a green leopard print swimsuit, with holes in the sides. She also wears a transparent purple pair of long pants with black patterns, transparent pink shoes, and a transparent purple visor, both made of a "gummy" plastic material. She comes with a purple bag, lavender water bottle with sipping straw, green crescent moon sunglasses and a novel, titled "Howler Thriller".

This look doesn't fully read as "beach" to me- the pants, and more full heels paired with her swimsuit almost read to me as being a "dance" look. I think Clawdeen would have been improved by one thing- having shorts instead of long pants. Her accessories are cute, and I especially like the water bottle, even if it is a recycled mold from G3 Basic Clawd. I also think her shoes should have matched the visor- why are they pink?? At least the green sunglasses match both the swimsuit and earrings. Her pink lipstick is also a little weird- MH PLEASE give her a natural lip. Or even, purple! I think her side ponytail is cute, but I cannot help but think it will be poly, again.

This Clawdeen is cute overall, but she is not for me.

Frankie Stein

This Frankie doll is super cute- and looks so transgender in all of the best ways. They are dressed in a silver and white top, and black and white checked board shorts, with yellow lightning bolts streaked across them. Over top, they wear a black button-up top, with yellow lightning bolt patterns. They have long straight hair, which is black, white and blue streaked, and sport a silver bucket hat, with blue and yellow rings piercing the brim. They wear cute black heel sandals, and come with a blue bag, yellow skullette drinks cup, yellow lightning shaped shades and a green sports ball.

I personally adore this Frankie, and I think it was the best possible thing they could have designed for them. I think the color combo of the look is great, and I hope it stays the same in the animated series. One of the only complaints I can really give is the pink lips- Frankie do you only own one pot of lip gloss? This Frankie would have been so cute with a black, blue, or even yellow lip! I suppose it is an easy fix for any customizers, though.

This Frankie is so so stunning! I think they are worth a buy for any fans of Frankie and beach wear.

Draculaura

And another banger! Draculaura looks absolutely stunning in this look, sporting a pink sunhat with black bat shaped bow, pink and yellow cobweb earrings that look almost like a sun, a pink bikini with cobweb patterns and black ruffles, and a transparent cover up with cobweb patterns. Draculaura wears pink pumps, and comes with pink sunglasses recolored from her core look, sunscreen, a mocktail with little bat wings, and a black, bat shaped bag with a pink charm. She wears her hair in a low ponytail, and it is mostly black with pink streaks.

This Draculaura is pretty perfect, and I don't really have any complaints other than she could maybe use a necklace or two in her look. She is oh-so very pretty, and I love the way that they made the cobwebs of the design look like suns.

I think that this Draculaura is great, and an absolute must own for Draculaura and beach doll enthusiasts. So pretty!

Heath Burns

Making his first ever doll debut in G3, it's Heath Burns! And honestly, I like it! Heath Burns has orange skin, and orange eyes, and has plastic hair, which is made to resemble a mohawk. The hair is shaved on both sides, and he has red painted hair. Heath's face sculpt also has small pointed ears. Heath wears a blue hoodie with flame patterns, and blue board shorts with a similar flame patterns. Heath also sports a pair of slip-on sandals, which are dark blue with flame patterns. The Heath Burns doll also comes with a blue tote bag, an orange, volcano shaped drink, a bottle of sunscreen, and orange sunglasses with flames on the frames.

As somebody who loved G3 Heath with all my heart, I have to say that I just love this doll. I do wish his face sculpt better matched his show counterpart, by having bigger ears, a longer, thinner face, and a different nose shape, rather than looking similar to the other boys. I also am a fan of bald Heath, and prefer it over the mohawk. The outfit is similar to what he wears in the show, except for the shoes. I do wish that this doll had come out in another line so that it could better match the show, but now is better than never, and Heath is the last member of the "poster cast" (characters featured on promotional posters and advertisements) to get a doll. Also, I really hope he's short! I NEED him to be shorter than Abbey!

I like this doll! He's pretty good for a boy doll, and I will be getting him so he can sit next to my Abbey.

Lagoona Blue

Lagoona Blue is the playset doll for this wave! However, I won't be talking about the playset, just the doll. And this Lagoona, oh boy she is PRETTY!! Lagoona has long yellow hair, with teal and pink streaks, styled mostly out, with a small ponytail in at the right. She has gorgeous pink lips, and soft makeup. Lagoona wears a pastel tie dye bikini top, with black ruffles and straps. She sports a matching skirt with drip patterns, black pleather ruffles and plastic pink rope-esque belt-cover piece. Lagoona's shoes match, being pink, and seemingly tied up with plastic textured to look like rope.

I personally love this Lagoona doll so much, and think she is so pretty. I am almost upset that she is a playset exclusive, as that just means that she will be more expensive for me to buy. I don't have any design complaints for her, it's a pretty perfect doll!

If you like playsets, then I'd give this one a buy JUST for the exclusive doll!! Lagoona is so pretty!

What Do You Think..?

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Kim, of Desire to Inspire, says if not being able to travel is getting you down, why not turn your home into a tropical oasis? Well, I must say that this living room is bright and cheery.

This bar room, I love. The bamboo bar, disco ball and classy velvet chairs in front of the fire make it look like a classy little deco bar.

We can only get ideas from this home, though, and Kim says rattan, plants, beachy pastel colors, floral and tropical wallpapers and fabrics all add to the vacation-on-an-island vibe.

Breezy light blue kitchen cabinets and a pink tile backsplash by the stove.

The bedroom is beautiful- that lamp and tub!

The home office/lounge definitely has a tropical vibe.

Lots of potted plants outside complete the feel.

https://www.desiretoinspire.net/category/bohemian/page/2/

#tropical decor ideas #tropical themed decor #long post

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10 Best Home Remodeling Ideas for Florida Homes

Welcome, Floridian friends! Home remodeling in the Sunshine State is not just about style and aesthetics, it's also about functionality and making the most out of our unique tropical climate. From Miami's art deco flair to the casual, beachy vibes of the Gulf Coast, your home can be a reflection of all the beauty that Florida has to offer. So, whether you're looking to increase your home's value or simply want to refresh its look, here are the top 10 home remodeling and renovation ideas to consider.

1. Open Up for Natural Light Nothing says Florida living like abundant natural light. Consider large, impact-resistant windows that not only let in the sunshine but also stand up to our sometimes-fierce weather. Skylights are also a fantastic way to brighten up your space.

2. Optimize Outdoor Living Spaces Expand your living space to the outdoors by creating a seamless flow between indoor and outdoor areas. Think large sliding doors that open to a screened patio or deck. An outdoor kitchen or bar can be a fantastic addition for entertaining, and don't forget a comfortable seating area for those balmy evenings.

3. Coastal-Inspired Flooring Ditch the carpets and go for easy-to-clean and cool flooring options. Large, light-colored tiles or laminate flooring can give your home a coastal feel while also keeping it cool underfoot.

4. Embrace a Beachy Palette A fresh coat of paint can do wonders. Choose colors that reflect the seaside—soft blues, warm sands, and gentle greens. These hues not only lighten up your space but also create a calming atmosphere that pays homage to the Florida coast.

5. Update Your Kitchen with a Focus on Function The kitchen is the heart of the home. Add a touch of Florida with a backsplash that features sea glass colors, upgrade to modern appliances for energy efficiency, and consider an island that doubles as a dining space.

6. Incorporate Smart Home Technology With Florida's hot summers, smart thermostats and energy-efficient lighting can make your home more comfortable and save on energy bills. Automated hurricane shutters can provide peace of mind during storm season.

7. Refresh Your Bathroom with a Spa Feel Turn your bathroom into a personal spa with a rain shower head, a deep soaker tub, and natural stone or tile. Think about installing a skylight to bathe your bathroom in natural light.

8. Landscaping for Curb Appeal and Climate Invest in landscaping that not only boosts curb appeal but is also drought-resistant and suited to Florida's climate. Native plants will thrive and help to conserve water.

9. Create a Mudroom or Drop Zone With the beach close by, a designated space to drop towels, sandals, and beach gear can keep the rest of your home sand-free and organized. A mudroom with built-in storage can be a game-changer.

10. Energy-Efficient Additions Consider solar panels for a greener footprint and lower energy bills. Florida's sunny days can be harnessed to power your home, and many solar companies offer installation with little to no upfront cost.

Conclusion Florida homes have the unique advantage of being located in a beautiful, diverse state with weather that allows for year-round enjoyment of outdoor spaces. Whether you're making small changes or undertaking a major remodel, these ideas can help you make the most of your Floridian home, combining style, functionality, and sustainability. Remember, a successful remodel not only adds value to your home but also enhances your lifestyle. So, embrace the Florida charm and make your home a personal paradise!

#kitchen remodel #modern kitchen #florida #kitchen remodeling naples

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Breakfast waffle house menu

It now has more than 365 restaurants in 29 states. The decor is old-school touristy Florida, with colorful images of the sun, the ocean, seagulls, shells, seahorses and lizards, and the service is equally cheery-and quick.įirst Watch has grown from a small Manatee County-based chain into the nation’s largest breakfast-lunch operation. Winners include the rich corned beef hash, topped with a couple eggs, and the “bacon Benny,” an eggs Benedict upgraded with applewood-smoked pork. every day of the week, cranking out primarily egg-heavy plates. This café's two locations offer crazy-affordable breakfast food from sunup until 3 p.m. You’ll see plenty of beards and bonnets here, of course, but along with Pinecraft neighbors, the eatery also attracts working-class guys filling up before a day spent repairing roofs and pouring concrete. There’s no better place to sample that than at Der Dutchman, which serves strips of crispy bacon, magnificent hash browns and big, doughy biscuits. The little Amish-Mennonite community of Pinecraft is beloved by locals and visitors for its restaurants serving hearty comfort food. The menu is equally inviting: sumptuous, fluffy omelets buttery biscuits swimming in sausage gravy pancakes plain or topped with tropical fruit and a lush assortment of eggs Benedicts, including a version featuring a crispy crab cake. The place to be is the front porch, shaded by a massive oak tree decked out in orchids and air plants. It couldn’t be more inviting, with an eclectic mix of restored furniture and beachy accessories in hues of orange, yellow, pink and purple. Vintage charm gets a tropical twist at The Breakfast Cottage, a lively yellow hotspot in Nokomis. The Dolphin is a perfect place for kicking back with coffee and the paper or your phone. gamut from corned beef hash to huevos rancheros and Belgian waffles, with a very worthy eggs Benedict playing a starring role. Armands Circle and another on Longboat Key, the Blue Dolphin feels like a welcoming neighborhood joint. Past specials have included “Wealthy Whisky Bacon,” which featured two thick slices “grilled with a nice little char and a side of Chef Alan’s whisky glaze.” Creative, yes, and satisfying, too. What really separates Blú Island, however, is that Laskowski, a graduate of the Culinary Institute of America, lets loose his creative impulses on a daily basis. Its buttermilk pancakes, for example, follow a recipe chef-owner Alan Laskowski has been using for decades, producing succulent cakes that are crispy outside and moist inside, forming a flavorful union with butter and warm syrup dispensed from glass thimbles. Blú Island does the expected uncommonly well. 41 on Venice Island, the Blú Island Bistro is easy to miss but hard to forget. Tucked next to a small motel along a curve of U.S. The dish is centered around a mound of blueberry quinoa-bland on its own, but a nice counterpoint to the more powerful flavors arrayed around it. A bowl of house-made granola, fruit and Greek yogurt balances sweetness with whimsical hits of salt. Highlights at Another Broken Egg, located on Siesta Key and in Lakewood Ranch, can be found on the restaurant’s extensive healthy eats section. The local Broken Egg chain divorced in 2013, separating into a one-off independent restaurant on Clark Road and two outposts of Another Broken Egg, a chain headquartered in Destin.

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S E A S I N A L B U N D L E New to Kip Candle Co? The best way to sample our primary fragrances is with our seasonal bundle! 5 mini travellers presented in a drawstring cotton bag. 120hrs of burn time, and you can find the best fragrance fit for each room. SURFWAX The unmistakable scent of a surfboard being waxed in the sun. Blue skies, sea air. A tropical hit of paradise in your own home, light this candle and relax into beachy bliss. Notes: Coconut | Pineapple | Vanilla SUNDOWN A sundown picnic with friends on the beach. The fading of the light and the first scents of Summer bonfires. This is one of our most popular fragrances and is back by popular demand. An earthy and rich fragrance. Notes: Cedarwood | Jasmine | Oakmoss BARCELONA Think sipping an Aperol Spritz on a Barcelona roof terrace. The sun beating down, warming the wild jasmine and terracotta tiles. A moment of relaxation and the blossoming of Spring, one of our favourites! Notes: Jasmine | Bergamot | Orchid BASIL CITRUS Memories of arriving in South Island New Zealand, walking down the lemon tree-lined driveway under the mid day sun. A fragrant mix of zesty citrus fruits combined with basil warmed by the sun's heat. A fresh, energising and uplifting scent. Notes: Lime | Basil | Mandarin NAMASTÉ Namaste is bright and earthy, burn it in the morning for an energising boost while you set your intention for the day ahead, or of an evening for a moment of reflection and peace. The perfect accompaniment to a yoga session, a bubble bath or just a little ‘me time’ Notes: Green Tea | Fig | Lily KCC. 🤍🔥 (at Cornwall) https://www.instagram.com/p/Cguths4srtn/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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zenruption · 2 years

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Kitchen Remodel Ideas: 5 Colors That Gives Your Kitchen a Lively Tone

Remember that the perfect color ideas form attraction throughout the area without making it appear claustrophobic when deciding what color to paint your small kitchen.

Tiny kitchens may be customized with warm tones, cool whites, beachy pastels, and bright hues. The color palette should not detract from the cooking and cleaning tasks at hand, and when possible, the colors should link the kitchen to adjacent areas, making small kitchens appear larger.

Before selecting tiny kitchen cabinet finishes, wall colors, fittings, and surfaces consider the vibe you want to create, the natural lighting in the kitchen, and how you may disperse color to create a cohesive impression.

Limit tiny kitchen colors to two or three tones to avoid making your small kitchen design look crowded or excessively busy.

You can try one of these amazing little kitchen remodeling ideas to re-energize your cooking area!

1. Leather Brown, Navy Blue, and Bright White

Even if you have a tiny kitchen, you don't have to avoid dark colors, but you should plan to utilize rich colors wisely. To avoid overpowering a small area, use deep tones sparingly, such as navy blue, and bring contrast with an abundance of brilliant white.

Dark blue is used over the island and select banks of cabinetry in this compact kitchen color design. The effect is bright and fresh when matched with white fixtures and a white subway tile backsplash.

Leather barstools echo the deep brown tone of the wood countertop on the island, providing warmth and character to the space.

2. Robin's Egg Blue, White, and Yellow

This vibrant color scheme expands tiny kitchens and brings up new design choices. White walls, ceilings, and backsplashes reflect light and make the border of a tiny kitchen recede, making the area look larger.

Choose a clean white paint color for the walls and cabinets, then add color with blue powder-coated barstools and displays of lively yellow dishware.

Try painting the closet door or a single cupboard in one of the vibrant colors for a noticeable accent.

3. Off-White, White, and Natural Wood Finishes

If wondering what color to paint your kitchen always takes you to your ideal white kitchen, go for it. Tiny kitchen paint colors don't have to be daring to express a lot of individuality.

Light color kitchen ideas, such as a white-on-white palette, provide the appearance of a larger area. To get a unified design, combine crisp white, buttery white, and gray-toned white finishes.

Choose warm wood cabinets and flooring to warm up white surfaces and make your small kitchen feel more welcoming.

4. Copper, Slate Blue, and Steely Gray

Combine metallic colors to create a tiny kitchen color plan with a contemporary feel. To create a more dynamic effect, vary the hue temperatures across the palette.

Stainless steel and Copper complement each other nicely because they contrast warm and chilly tones.

Build a copper farmhouse sink, hang copper pot racks, or hang copper-shaded pendant lights to add rosy metallic tones. Copper's warmth may be softened with grey worktops, stainless-steel equipment, and slate blue cabinets.

5. White, Black, and Any Color

The high-contrast combination of white and black creates an eye-catching tiny kitchen color scheme. Off-white or white walls broaden perimeters and highlight black-painted or stained cabinetry.

Consider checkerboard flooring or a chevron-patterned backsplash for a more daring effect. White and black kitchen pieces create a neutral backdrop for practically any color of dishware, fixtures, and decorations. Choose a bold color, such as red, that will stand out against the black in your kitchen remodeling.

Conclusion

When you think of kitchen remodeling, the ideal colors for your kitchen are entirely dependent on your own preferences. That being said, if you want a kitchen that will last, you'll need to consider what colors you can live with in the long run.

When deciding on a color for your kitchen, keep in mind the size of your area as well as the amount of natural light you have to work with.

Dark colors should be avoided in tiny kitchens since they have the potential to shrink the area. That is not to imply that darker colors will not work in your room.

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fuck, i'm lonely | r.c

pairing: rafe cameron x pogue!fem!reader

summary: the pogues are starting to couple up and by doing that, they sort of forget about you. maybe you just need to find someone else to hang with while they're busy. maybe that someone is a certain blue eyed kook.

warnings: fluff and me not knowing anything about surfing.

wc: 1.8k

a/n: two fics in one day? hell yeah! i hope you liked this, it took me hours to write. anyways enjoy bitcheeeesssss!!!

♡ part two ♡

"Seriously? What the hell even is that?" I asked my best friend, John B, as he loaded up the twinkie. I just asked him to hang out for a little bit but he told me that him and Sarah were celebrating their "first-kiss-anniversary". Like what the hell is that? They kissed in the rain on a dirty dock but, hey, that's not the point.

"Look, y/n, I'm sorry. Maybe another time." He shoots me a apologetic look before hopping in the beat up van and driving off. The worst part about all of this, the rest of the pogues were busy too. JJ and Kie were on a surfing "hangout" -- it was a date but, they wouldn't admit to that -- and Pope was on a actual date with some touron he met at a party. So, now it's just me, standing in the heat, feeling lonely as hell.

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Today was a me day, that's what I told myself as I was walking through the main part of the island. Strolling through different shops and freeing my mind of my friends. Unfortunately, it only last for so long. I stopped by the beach to try and clear my mind again. As the sand hit my feet and the light beachy breeze hit my face, I took a deep breath and thought deeply about all of it. Why do they keep turning me down?

I mean I know they don't have to spend every waking moment with me but, spending some time with me would be nice.

"Fuck, I'm lonely." I groan, rubbing my eyes.

"That makes two of us." I hear I deep voice say from behind me. Turning my head I'm met with the face of Rafe Cameron. I scoff a little then turn back to look at the view.

"Why are you hear Rafe Cameron?" He chuckles before coming to sit next to me.

"Well first off, it's a public beach. Second, same reason you're here." I laugh at his response.

"Wow, kook king is lonely? Kind of unrealistic." My hands are planted in the sand behind me as I lean back. He hums and looks away.

"So because I'm a kook I can't feel lonely?" Rafe's hand comes up to rest under his chin as he studied me.

"I didn't mean it like that. I'm just saying, you have friends, a family, all the money you could want. How are you lonely?" I turn to look him in the eye and he looks like he's in deep thought.

"Well...My family doesn't really care about me, I doubt my friends do and money only keeps me happy for so long." His gaze falls from me to the sand as he starts to run his hands through it. My face softens a bit at this. Rafe Cameron, Kook King, admitting money doesn't make you happy?

"Didn't know about that..." I trail off looking down at the sand as well.

"You and I are a lot more a like than you think." He meets my gaze again, this time a small smile painted on his face. Rafe's smile is contagious, so my lips curve into one as well. I've never looked at him in any way other than a stuck up s.o.b but, he just gave me a new perspective on things. Rafe seemed shocked that he was having the same feelings as a pogue. I look around for something to start a conversation about.

"Have you ever surfed?" I asked with a smirk. He breaths out and leans back in the same position I am.

"That would be a no." Rafe's eyes meet mine and he sees the look I'm giving him. A groan escapes his lips and his hand comes up to rub his eyes.

"Pleas tell me you don't wanna teach me how to-" I cut him off before he can finish,

"I wanna teach you how to surf!" I squeal jumping up on to my feet. His head falls back as if he was annoyed -- he probably was but who cares -- and I kick his leg.

"Do I have a choice?"

"No, so suck it up buttercup!" My hand reaches out for his and he grabs it. I help him up onto his feet and I do stumble back a little. Look, he's 6'2 and probably weighs a lot more than me...what did you expect? Besides that, maybe today isn't gonna be too bad. I get to teach Rafe Cameron how to surf.

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"Alright so, you just keep your hands like...yep there you go." I direct as Rafe stands on my extra board practicing how to stand on it. I had gone to my truck to get my two surf boards for us to use and came back to Rafe in his swim trunks, awaiting his painful time learning how to surf.

"I look so stupid right now." He rolls his eyes before glaring at me.

"Yeah you do." I giggle. He had the board on the sand and was pretending to surf it. That's basically what I made him do for his "lesson". Hey, that's how my dad taught me.

"Alright I'm good, we've been doing this for almost an hour and I'm pretty sure you're only doing this for your own amusement." Stepping off the board, Rafe makes his way over to me with his normal cold look on his face.

"True, but if you think you can do it then come on." I pick up my board a d start towards the ocean.

"Come on big boy! These waves aren't gonna catch themselves!" I yell over my shoulder before turning back. With my chest pressed against the top of my board, I paddle out about halfway waiting for Rafe.

"One, never call me that again. Two, god damn you're fast." He says finally meeting me in the water.

"Well sorry Mr. Grumpy. Are you sure you're ready? It took me years to learn not hours." I see him scan the ocean, eyes catching the sweet waves that kept crashing in the distance. He bites his lip before turning back to me.

"Yeah I'm ready but, if I crash you owe me." He points before starting to paddle out. I follow behind him but separate a little bit so I can enjoy it as well. Standing up I immediately catch a big wave and start catching more as I progress. Glancing over I see Rafe, surfing, like he had done it a million times before. Feeling proud, I go back to enjoying the waves I was surfing.

"Shit!" Rafe cursed. When I turn, I can't see him.

"Rafe?!" I call, no answer.

"Rafe?!" No answer. That was enough for me to paddle over to his abandoned board. When I get there, I see no sign of him.

"God damn it Rafe!" I jump off my board and dive under water. Feeling the cold salty water hit my skin, I open my eyes to search for any sign of the blonde kook. I can't see anything but, all of the sudden, I feel a pair of strong arms wrap around me and pull me up. Coughing and catching my breath, I turn around in the person's arms to see who grabbed me. To my surprise, I'm met with the face of Rafe.

"You scared me!" I yell and slap his shoulder. He just laughs before swimming is over to our boards.

"Sorry, that was just too easy." With his arms still wrapped around me, one of his hands come up to brush my hair out of my face. I feel a swarm of butterflies fill my stomach as I stare into his gorgeous blue eyes. His hand rests on where my neck meets my jaw and we just sit there.

"Don't drown while surfing...forgot to tell you that." I break the silence, eliciting a laugh from him. Rafe's head comes to rest on my shoulder.

"Yeah I got that." He says into my skin. My hands come up to brush through his hair and we just sit there for a second. In peaceful silence. I wish everyday was like this. Surfing and laughing with someone. With Rafe. I didn't know what I was feeling but, it was a nice feeling. As it got cooler, I started to shiver a little bit.

"You cold?" Rafe asks into my skin. Humming, his hand grab my hips and lift me up onto my board. They stay there for a second and he stays between my legs.

"I hate to admit but, I had a good time." I hide my face in my hands and laugh.

"Me too." My eyes meet his again and I fell that warm fuzzy feeling again. We both start to lean in.

"We should probably get out." I change the subject and he shoots back.

"Yeah uh..." He coughs before swimming back to his board. We both make our way back to the sand. Once we're there we sit the boards down and grab our towels. As I dry myself off I feel a pair of eyes on me. I turn to see Rafe, arms folded, and studying me.

"What?"

"You are...nevermind." He says as he finishes drying his hair. My mind wandered to what he was going to say but, I just brushed it off.

"So, my lessons seemed to pay off big boy." I tease reaching over and shoving his shoulder.

"Ah ah, don't get too cocky. I might get you confused for me." He teases back.

"Well what if we're a lot alike?" We're now stepping closer to eachother.

"Then I might have to ask you to do this again sometime."

"I might say yes to that." A smile takes over my face and he launches towards me. In a blink of an eye he grabs my waist and tosses me over his shoulder.

"AHH RAFE PUT ME DOWN!!" I yell as I try to wiggle out of his grasp. Our stuff starts to get farther and farther away. Before I can think about it, I feel a cold liquid engulf me and salt fills my eyes and nose. I come back up to the surface to see Rafe laughing his ass off.

"You asshole! I just dried myself off!" Rafe just keeps laughing and I take it upon myself to pull him into the water with me.

"Fuck you, Y/L/N!" He laughs.

"Fuck you, Cameron!" I shoot back.

Soon enough, we're both having a water fight and pushing eachother into the ocean. Today wasn't that bad, in fact it was probably one of the best days I've had in a while. For once in a few weeks, I don't feel lonely.

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What you didn't see as you and Rafe we're having the time of your lives, was a certain blonde in the distance. His jaw clenches at the sight of his best friend cozying up to Rafe Cameron and he swears that if he could, he'd march right over there and give you two a piece of his mind. He couldn't though, he had to wait, see if it ever happens again.

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jaehotbuns · 3 years

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idolboyfriend!mark

♡ 2.6k, fluff =^._.^= ∫

you first met Mark on a Nature Republic photo shoot where your friend was a hair stylist

she called you frantically because the SM staff caught multiple employees from each department posting on their personal social media stories the location and whereabouts of the members and dismissed them from the site

they were shooting at an island in the middle of nowhere which you were conveniently writing a thesis on different landscapes of South Korea

you had no experience of styling other people and only did it for yourself but you knew you couldn’t leave your friend deserted so you came to help in any way that you could

half of the staff were fired on the spot so they immediately pushed you towards the members to prepare them for their next shoot after threatening legal action if you decided to act as stupidly as the other stylists did

you saw your friend quickly adjusting the collar of theHawaiian shirt that was roughly put on Jaehyun and she gave you an apologetic look and mouthed a ‘thank you’

you were assigned at styling Mark’s hair, which you were scared of because you had never styled a man’s hair before never mind a celebrity but you squared your shoulders and hoped for the best

he was already used to the chaos but he was slightly concerned at how well you would perform considering that your eyebrows were furrowed and had sweat rolling down your temples as you scrunched the ends of his hair with mousse to create beachy waves

every stylist that he met was always either professional and stoic or overly friendly to try and get with the members romantically but he tried to suppress his laughter when he saw your distressed face under your medical mask

in such a stressful and hectic situation, he would never talk to the staff to help them focus but he couldn’t help but strike up a conversation with you

you looked younger than him too so he felt more comfortable

“first time?” he asked with a smile on his face as he looked up at you

your hands stopped in the middle of combing the fluffy mousse through his hair and your face dropped slightly, “you could tell?”

Mark covered his laugh with his hand as he didn’t want to discourage you but couldn’t help but chuckle at the cute expression on your face

“yeah,” he answered but then realized that it came out meaner than he had intended

“but you’re doing a great job! Keep going!” He tried to encourage you by motioning with his hands to continue

you patted his hair into place for finishing touches but you pouted under your mask when you realized, “how would you know? You can’t even see it”

there were no mirrors in sight except for the hand mirrors that stylists held on their belt

he choked on his saliva out of embarrassment and rubbed his hand awkwardly on the back of his neck

“well let’s see then!” He exclaimed and you begrudgingly gave him the hand mirror to see

you were bracing yourself in case he thought you made his hair into a bird’s nest and demanded you to be fired on the spot but he let a “wahh” escape his mouth as he admired the hairstyle

“this actually looks great!” He said a little too excitedly

“we were both expecting it to look bad then, huh?” You joked but really you were relieved that he thought it didn’t look atrocious

Mark shook his head to deny but you held his shoulders in place to not disrupt his hair

his face went pink and you realized that you just touched a client, a very influential client

you lifted your hands off of him quickly and stepped back so that he could stand up from his chair and go in front of the cameras to prepare for the shoot

“thank you” he said and you both exchanged bows before awkwardly getting back to work

you stayed on the set with your friend for the rest of the day until the sun went down and the sky turned a bright pink from the previous ocean blue

luckily, that was the last hair and clothes change that NCT needed and everyone started to pack up after the photographer and managers shouted “thank you for your work” and everyone bowed and clapped to each other

while each member started to load into their vans to get back to the city for their next schedule, Mark ran up to you and asked if you were apart of the SM staff or were for hire from another beauty boutique

“oh, I just came last minute,” you said

“I’m not actually licensed for this I came to help”

he let out a disappointed “oh” and decided not to take your number down since it was unprofessional and knew that after the fiasco today that there could be anyone around to expose him if he did

“good night, see you around,” he said in hopes that he would see you again

you doubted that he would see you around but you repeated what he said and waved at him as he ran into the van

the other members were confused as to why he ran off to greet you and were ready to tease him since they noticed that you were his type physically

but he knew that they were about to so he lied and said that he forgot to take a bracelet from you and pretended to fall asleep so that they couldn’t question him further

you thought about that was a once in a lifetime experience until 2 weeks later the campaign was a hit and everyone was fawning over Mark specifically since he looked like boyfriend material in a white button up shirt and blue jeans with messy beach hair

your friend called to tell you that she recommended you as a freelance hair stylist after they asked her who did Mark’s hair

as a broke college student living in another country you took the offer but felt guilty getting an amazing job with no credentials so you got licensed at a beauty school within 2 months

the next time you saw Mark was on the Punch music video set

he had everything on except makeup and hair

you were taken aback at how different he looked with the leather pieces, chain jewelry, and overall bad boy vibes

he was sitting in front of the dressing room vanities and his face lit up when he saw you stand behind him with your cart of hair products and tools

usually he’d stay still in his chair but this time he turned around to face you, “hey! I thought you said you weren’t even licensed?”

“I decided to after getting offered a job” you smiled

he turned around and looked at you through the mirror’s reflection, “or did you come back because of me?”

you coughed through your mask and felt the heat creep from your neck all the way to your cheeks and temples

Mark smiled to himself when he saw your bright red face and was even more excited for the music video shoot knowing that the stylist he thought was cute would be doing his hair on a regular basis and could see him act cool on stage

to not let you out of his sights again, Mark pulled his phone off of the vanity table in front of him and went straight to his Instagram search page, “can I have your Insta by the way?”

you were combing the translucent gel through his hair when you tilted your head out of curiosity of why he would want your socials

“I send what kind of hairstyles and concepts I’d like to try to stylists on here,” he said

in actuality Mark wasn’t one of the idols that really cared of how his stylists dressed him like Johnny or Jaehyun but he wanted an excuse so that his interest in you was too obvious

“oh sure,” you spelled out your Instagram handle and you saw him follow you right away

for the rest of the shoot for the two days that it took place, Mark would admire you every time you came up to him between scenes to wipe the sweat off his forehead and to spray his hair with setting mist

although you were a fan of the group, you didn’t want to make them uncomfortable so you invested all of your focus on making them look their best

Mark appreciated that; you weren’t completely cold and professional but you also didn’t cross any boundaries by asking him about his personal life or interviewing him like some new stylists did

when you got home you decided to look at Mark’s profile and saw that he was only following his family, friends from Vancouver, idols friends, and a few celebrities that he looked up to

you were the only staff member that he was following other than his managers

but you didn’t think for a second Mark liked you

even though during promotions he would text you on his time off about your day and ask you about yourself

“because I don’t want to be to formal” was his excuse to his unofficial game of 21 questions

even though after promotions when he was on his break, he’d ask you to go shopping with him “to get some inspiration from uh hair stuff”

at one point he was bold enough to ask you to go to a cafe because he said he felt like you two were friends at one point

behind the scenes, Johnny caught on quickly at how Mark was on his phone more often when he’d usually just use it to play mobile games or listen to music

“I don’t think you left the bracelet with the pretty stylist,” Johnny would tease Mark one day when he saw him re-reading your texts and smiling to himself

“you left your heart,” he’d say and slap himself on the knee from laughing too hard at his own joke

“can you get out of my room?” Mark would retort in embarrassment but it was worse for him from there

Johnny told both floors that Mark had a big fat crush on the young stylist and was flirting with them 24/7

Mark wasn’t really the type to get in his feelings

sure he’d find different celebrities or employees that he’d work with attractive but he knew it was for business or that they’d just be really good friends in the industry

but you felt like home

like he could imagine that if he was back in Vancouver that you two would meet at a library or something and he’d ask you for a coffee after you asked him to watch your bag to go to the washroom

that was what he’d imagine before he went to sleep at night anyways

half of the time he’d stay up thinking about asking you out officially and keeping your relationship as a secret and the other half of the time he’d kick his blankets scolding himself for even thinking that because it would put both of your careers on the line and he didn’t want you to feel the burden of dating in secret

you also had feelings for Mark but thought that he was just friendly and flirty

even if he did have feelings for you, you thought that it would be best to just stay as friends because you didn’t want to get in the way of his career

one day Mark couldn’t take it anymore and went to the convenient store by himself instead of riding bikes with Haechan and Renjun like he originally planned to

they noticed that he didn’t get embarrassed or annoyed at the teasing anymore and just kept to himself so they followed him to the store and found him outside on a bench with a beer in his hand

both of them sat beside him and Haechan grabbed the beer and took a swig, “just tell her”

Mark placed his elbows on his knees and ran his fingers through his hair in frustration, “I don’t want to ruin it for us… Or for her”

Renjun placed a hand on his shoulder reassuringly, “if you both have strong feelings for each other then it’ll always work out in the end”

Mark shook his head although he appreciated the support, “what if the stress gets us to break up? What if I make it awkward for her at work?”

Haechan stopped him and told him sternly, “I see the way you two look at each other and I know that she’d accept if you asked. If the press or pressure causes you to break up then at least you tried.”

Renjun added on more gently, “do you just want to continue suffering forever? What if she’s waiting for you too?”

Mark didn’t want to think about it any longer and as a lightweight, the 2 cans of beer in his system were already giving him courage

if he had another night to think about it, he’d probably never confess to you so he decided in his tipsy state to confess right then

with urgency, he told you to meet you at Hangang River right away

“thank you guys,” he said while standing up too quickly

he stumbled a little bit before starting to walk towards the meeting place, “I can do it!”

“you can do it!” Renjun laughed while holding up too fists to show his support

Haechan on the other hand held up his phone and started to record Mark walking clumsily towards the river, “don’t mess up loser!”

you were finishing up on your readings when you got Mark’s text

it sounded like he was going to confess but you shook the thought out of your head at the thought of a global star asking you out

“probably wants to de-stress with a friend,” you thought before putting on a hoodie and jeans before walking to Hangang

when you arrived you could smell a mixture of beer and mint in his breath

His face was flushed pink which was a result of the alcohol and the 2.2km he had just walked

“why did you call me out all of a sudden?” You asked

“will you go out with me?” He said a little bit too loudly

you quickly looked around to make sure that no one was within a kilometre near you too and asked in a hushed voice, “what?”

“I like you!” He nearly shouted, not aware of his volume due to the nervousness of the chance of rejection

“I tried not to like you ever since I met you but I can’t get you out of my head,” he avoided your gaze and couldn’t believe how cheesy he sounded

Mark continued regardless, “I know that we have to date in secret if you do like me but I promise to protect you and I won’t regret my decision if anything happens. So uh-”

“yes,” you grinned. “I’ll go out with you”

he was surprised at how you accepted with ease, “oh wow I wasn’t expecting this. Thank you for listening to me talk on haha, I don’t even know what to say I-”

to stop his blabbering you held onto his arms to steady yourself for when you went on your tippy toes to peck him on the lips

“that’s not fair” he pouted

“what’s not fair?”

“that’s it?” He murmured under his breath

“then get some more” you teased

his hands cupped the sides of your face and bent his neck down to reach your height

your hand wrapped around his waist to pull him into a hug while his warm lips pressed onto yours

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hometoursandotherstuff · 3 years

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This home in Manhattan Beach, California has a beachy vibe, but I really like the blues and turquoises, for any home. The kitchen island is a beautiful blue/gray, and I love the turquoise mixer and pastel candies on the window, too.

Open shelving with color-coordinated glassware, but even the frosted glass matches.

Even the inside of the cabinet is stylin.’

Love everything about the dining room- those wicker chairs are gorgeous. Also love the chandelier and shell wreaths.

Stairs to the 2nd fl. bedrooms.

Pale blue master- isn’t this lovely? The sitting are is so pretty, too.

This tub!

Between the chair and armoire, I don’t which I like more, in the guest room.

Sweet little pastel family room.

I really like when they put an adult wallpaper in a child’s room, b/c it grows with them. This looks adorable.

A bro’s bathroom. Love the porthole mirrors.

Vintage nautical bedroom. Beautiful.

Cool playroom. How many kids are lucky enough to have a playroom, let alone this nice?

Even the laundry room has matching machines.

Beautiful home.

https://onekindesign.com/

#beachy decor inspiration #blue decor ideas #turquoise decor #aqua decor

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hello-nichya-here · 2 years

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I've been working on scenarios taking place after the latest atla comics imbalance. (They are more fanfic-like and not really canon) I've regained some faith in the atla comics that they can be saved and might as well finish what mess they started.

Zuko asks Aang for help in tracking down Azula. You remember when Aang used energybending to track down Appa in the swamp? Well, Aang does the same with Azula, but something else happens. Due to Azula being a descendant of Aang's past life, Roku, Aang's soul accidentally intertwines with Azula's soul and they end up sharing a strong spirit bond.

How this bond works essentially allows them to understand each other on an empathy level, they grow closest to each other out of everyone else and Aang can even know when she lies and vice versa. Something not even Toph could pull off.

We know nothing of this Zirin or her cohorts, there for I imagine Zirin embodying all of Azula's worst qualities, she is everything what bias anti-azula guys think Azula is, is everything that Azula fears and hates to become. Zirin's a dark counterpart to Azula as Ozai is to Aang, Hakoda and Zuko, Hama was to Katara and Jet was to Sokka. Azula tries to keep them under control but they get all antsy and begin bullying Azula.

After Aang tells Zuko where Azula is, Zuko takes up the blue spirit mantle once more, finds her surprisingly at ember islands. He gives her the note given to him about going to the catacombs and reading Sozin's story. Azula does the same and finds all the secrets to the catacombs, including Sozin's POV.

Azula barges into Zuko's bedroom at night with Zuko expecting her, a direct parallel to Zuko barging into her room with her expecting him. Zuko tells her that he and her are related to avatar Roku, Azula freezes, unable to know what to do or say next. After that, he just repeats everything Iroh told him but then apologizes to her for turning his back on her and realizes how much he owes her his life by remembering that she help save his life the night Azulon put a hit on Zuko. As Azula begins to leave the room, Zuko says "Sleep well Azula."

I don't buy that Azula was able to orchestrate everything that goes on in smoke and shadow by herself given her mental chaos in the search, someone else has to be pulling the strings from deeper in the shadows. given that Ozai is the only one to have an affect on her, is the only one she's fanatically loyal to, is the one who nearly tricked Zuko into restarting the war, her and Ozai speaking privately under Azula's request, and her whole plan is clearly Ozai themed despite him not being physically involved. It would make sense to me if Ozai's behind it all.

Bit of a time skip here but Azula hunts down Ozai in her quest for vengeance, they fight and Ozai beats her. He drags her in a dark room, she's chained up and Ozai leaves her to die. She starts blubbering like a baby and begs him not to go but does. This is a parallel scene to the ending scene from Saw.

Aang can sense Azula's anguish, she tells Zuko, the two make their number 1 priority to rescue her. The rest of the gaang are reluctant but the two managed to convince them to come along. As they find Azula, she appears brain-dead. Zuko personally unbinds her, he apologizes to her again, swears he'll never leave her again and begs for her to come back to him, as she comes to her senses, all her bottled up emotions get released, she desperately clings on to Zuko, crying and wailing like little baby-toddler. Zuko comforts her and soothes her and tells her everything's gonna be alright, he carries her, bridal style, and the gaang bring her back home.

Aang offers Azula a hand to clear her chakras so they'd hopefully help her heal mentally. She agrees and together they go to a remote, empty, beachy island all by themselves. The chakras was the most difficult and painful task she's ever had to do in her life but the results were worth it. Once they were clear, their spirit bond became even stronger.

Long essay, I know, but what do you think?

I like spiritual bonds, I'm writting a Zucest fic with it, and you got some neat ideas. But I just can't deal with the comics. They get on every single nerve I have.

There are no comics in Ba Sing Se.

#asks

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forever--rain · 3 years

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Okay okay this is not a title but a situation. You’re sitting around a bonfire with your friends at the beach under the stars. You haven’t met in months, maybe years, and this is the happiest you’ve felt in a while. Everyone’s eating and drinking and laughing and talking. It’s getting late tho and you’re tired so you allow the sounds of Crashing Waves and the Crackling Fire to lull you to sleep and in that moment, life feels magical. What about a playlist for that feeling?

Banshee, this one was SO much fun to make--even before you and I discussed your wish for some subtle Zutara vibes! (I may have gone overboard on that. Sorry. 😬) It was fun to look for songs that reminded me of beach bonfires and had vibes of friendship and love. Right off the bat, I knew I had to start with "There's a Place," but I wanted to leave it on a positive note for our ship, so we end on "1435." (Struggling to not let this turn into a fic.)

More explanations below the cut!

Send me a playlist title and I’ll give you 5-10 songs I think would go on it!

There's a Place

And what I fight today/I always keep those yesterdays in my mind//All I want, wanted/Was to be want, wanted by you

This song for me was, for me, the best song to match the "old friends meeting with lingering love" part of this playlist. When you listen to it, a lot of the lyrics fit Zuko and Katara so well. Can you just see their eyes meeting across the beach as this song plays in the background? Just me? Okay.

I'm On Fire

Vibes only here. No explanation, really. It just fit the mood.

Stars Are on Your Side

Sometimes it takes dark, yeah, to feel a little light/Sometimes you need fire to see the other side/So get up off your knees/Hope is still alive/That place your searching for, I know you'll find/'Cause the stars are on your side

Ah! Okay, so I love this song's lyrics. To me, it represents Zuko and Katara within the group. Personally, I feel like they really anchored everyone--especially Katara. Girl's hope is what kept them all going.

Shrike

The words hung above/But never would form/Like a cry at the final/Breath that is drawn

So I wasn't around on Tumblr when the "no I love you" challenge was issued, but I heard about it! And I looked up the song because I was curious. Oh, goodness. *sigh* In our little bonfire scenario here, this to me is a Zuko POV song. The group gets back together after a few years and he's just sitting there thinking of all the things he never said as the fire spits up sparks and everyone is laughing and reminiscing.

Holocene

Again, just vibing here. This song never fails to give me bonfire vibes, so that's why it's here.

august

But I can see us lost in the memory/August slipped away into a moment in time/'Cause it was never mine

Again, beachy, summery overtones with regret. A Katara POV song.

Young And Beautiful

I've seen the world/Done it all, had my cake now/Diamonds, brilliant, and Bel-Air now/Hot summer nights, mid-July/When you and I were forever wild

Look. I am a basic bitch. I like Lana and I love Taylor and that ain't changing anytime soon. I first heard this song on a late summer night with my s.o. (back when we were still "only friends, we swear") and I haven't been able to kick those memories ever since. Back then, he lived a block from a lake and we'd walk up there on summer nights to sit in the sand and stargaze together.

Now, tying this into your above scenario a little more concretely, imagine Zuko and Katara breaking away from the group to walk through the shallows of the sea together, the bonfire a beacon in the background as stars wheel overhead.

Northern Lights

I remember your silhouette on Dyes Inlet/Against the silver sheen of a moon like painted glass/Under stars out on a pier; a celestial sphere/We were weightless as the waves that disappeared

The two of them discussing good memories of the Ember Island beach house, anyone? The two of them walking out to the pier where Katara first hugged Zuko? (Banshee, this playlist is giving me ideas for a fic and I already have too many WIPs!!!)

Meteor Showers

Eyes grow heavy but steadily we pull through/Fires in heaven begin to fall for you/Sending sparks across the sky/Like the sparkles in your eyes, so blue

No, but this whole thing fits what I was looking for in the penultimate song on the playlist. Imagine that it's the end of the night and everyone else has either gone back to the house or fallen asleep in the sand, but Zuko and Katara (mostly Zuko) are struggling to stay awake because there's going to be a meteor shower. It's peaceful and it's quiet save for the crackle of the dying fire and they're leaning against one another... And then stars start streaking through the sky.

1435

Without your love I'm nothing more/Than skin and bones and hate/I'm a man without a name/So all I have is all my love to give/To you, for life

I just really wanted a happy ending to this scenario, okay? 😭

Yeah. This is definitely about to turn into a fic. Dammit, Banshee! I've got too many ideas already! (ILY. IT'S FINE.)

#ask evergreen #evergreen answers #playlist asks #thebansheeandherboy #zutara #it wasn't supposed to be THIS zutara intense #but it is #I'm so sorry #I got carried away #I'll be turning this into a fic #*slightly manic smile*

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jjoutermaybanks · 4 years

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Electric Love || JJ Maybank x Reader

part one part two part three

summary: you’re the newest member of the pogues, a girl living with one foot in the rich life and one foot in the risky life. you fit right in with the crew, especially the charismatic, annoyingly attractive JJ. how will a drunken night of deep conversation and a dreaded summer party change your friendship forever?

word count: 4k

warnings: reference to abuse, flirting and fluff

*not my gif, credit to owner*

PART ONE

The Wreck was buzzing with activity. Your shift was nearly over, but the number of diners had yet to start shrinking, and you had a feeling you wouldn’t be leaving anytime soon. Kiara, your best friend and coworker, hurried from table to table trying to keep up with the mid-afternoon rush. Plates of steaming food were piled high on your tray as you wove around the tables, depositing drinks and appetizers with ease. Although you’d only been working there for the month of June, you’d slid right in and picked up all the right skills to be a prized employee. Kiara met your encouraging gaze across the room and smiled, throwing a thumbs up. She was probably thinking about the plans you two had with the guys after work; in a matter of minutes, John B, Pope, and JJ would burst through the doors and raise hell in the small restaurant. You couldn’t wait.

Despite the short amount of time you’d been in the Outer Banks, you loved every second of it. You and your mom made the move pretty suddenly, and you were worried you’d spend the summer friendless and wandering around the island alone. But within a week, you’d noticed a certain group of misfits always parading around causing chaos. For a few days you shadowed them, fascinated by the adventures they went on. And then one day, the loud-mouthed blonde one spotted you sitting alone at a beachside bench and demanded you join them on their latest expedition. Later you learned his name was JJ, and you owed him everything because he introduced you to a life of exhilaration.

Now, weeks later and after many perilous antics, you were just another Pogue. You gossiped with Sarah, joked with John B. and Pope, ranted with Kiara, and flirted with JJ. He was just so damn charming, and his smile made you roll your eyes as much as blush. It was all friendly banter of course, because of the no Pogue-on-Pogue macking rule. However, Sarah and John B. sort of complicated that now, and even Pope and Kiara were crossing some lines. No one had offered to change or eliminate the rule, so everything was sort of in limbo. You knew not to push things with JJ though, since you wanted to preserve the friendship. The last thing you wanted was to ruin things and have to spend the summer alone again.

Time was ticking, and in a few short minutes you’d technically be free to go. But upon seeing Kiara’s overwhelmed expression as she approached, you knew it would be more than a few minutes.

“Dad wants us to stick around till the crowd lessens,” she explained with a pout. “The only thing is it’ll take hours for this crowd to disappear.” She gestured to the overly full dining room, and you groaned.

“Aren’t there people coming to take over our shifts? We have plans.” You had been anticipating the day for a week now; after work, a quick trip of delivering groceries would help you unwind before the party the Pogues were throwing on the beach. It would be your first real Pogue party, and you couldn’t wait to meet more kids from The Cut and even some snobs from Kookville. Despite not living in The Cut and having a bit more money than your friends, you didn’t consider yourself anything close to a Kook. Your mom might have been trying to get in with the rich crowd, but you were more than satisfied with your band of misfits.

“Yeah, but you know we’re the only capable waitresses who work here,” Kiara joked, and you chuckled. She was right; you two always got the most tips and the most tables turned in the shortest time. You were the dream team of The Wreck, so if anyone could deal with this crowd it was you two.

The next ten minutes you both hustled to get as much done as possible; you were practically running to give people their bills so they’d be out the door. And this speedy method actually worked; enough tables cleared that you could take a breather.

All of a sudden, a familiar chorus of voices sounded behind you. Whirling around, you grinned as you spotted your best friends marching into the dining area, already chanting and laughing and annoying the customers. This was their best tactic since it forced Kiara’s dad to let you two leave. Once you left, the obnoxious teenage boys would be out of his hair. It was a win-win.

“Y/N!” JJ called, blue eyes sparking with mischief as he swung his body around the tables to stand beside you. His beachy blonde hair was pushed off his forehead and blowing in the warm breeze, his tanned skin shining with slight sweat. “I almost forgot how good you look in that apron,” he commented, whistling approvingly as you smacked his arm and smiled.

“No hitting on me while I’m on duty,” you scolded him, suppressing a laugh as he mocked you for saying duty. You practically had to shove him away in order to finish your shift, but his infectious energy caused a wide grin to stretch across your lips all the same.

“Some time today, Kie,” John B. whined, drumming his hands on the tabletop for effect. “So much to do, so little time.”

Kiara snorted, pouring fresh lemonade into a few glasses. “The party doesn’t start till sundown, and besides Pope doesn’t have that many groceries to deliver.”

Pope shrugged, admitting she was right. “But still, wouldn’t you rather waste the day on the water than in here?”

Kiara frowned, glancing at the clock on the wall. “You’re right,” she grumbled. Her brown eyes peered around the corner for her dad, spotting him and pasting on the sweetest smile she could muster. “Alright Dad, that’s it! Me and Y/N are outta here!”

Before he could protest, you both tore off your aprons and threw them onto the counter, sprinting out of the restaurant as fast as you could. It was only a short run to the docks where the trusty HMS Pogue was waiting for your arrival. As you ran, you felt Pope, Kie, and John B. hot on your heels with JJ closer to your side. You liked to brag that you were by far the fastest Pogue, and quite a few sprints had proved that point. JJ still liked to challenge you though, and today was no different. As he tried to keep up with you, you laughed and tilted your face to the sun, letting your long hair out of the messy bun you kept it in for work. As the long waves of sun-bleached hair fell on your shoulders, blown back by the wind as you ran, JJ faltered his step and began to lag behind.

“Ha!” you yelled triumphantly, fist pumping. “Slow-pokes!” You were the first one to reach the dock, breathing hard but satisfied with the exhilarating run. JJ was second, and he hunched over his knees, panting.

“Damn you, Y/L/N,” he wheezed, shooting you a toothy grin. “Caught me off guard with that sexy hair flip.”

You laughed and pushed at his shoulder. “In your dreams, Pogue.” You glanced over and saw Sarah jogging over to join you, stopping first to kiss John B. of course. You wrinkled your nose at their PDA, but also felt a pang of jealousy. They were crazy in love, it was hard not to envy them.

JJ caught you staring and elbowed you. “Could be us, you know,” he prompted, a suggestive smirk on his lips. “You’re missing out big time.”

You were about to sock him on the chest when Pope forced himself between you two to get on the boat.

“Alright guys, we actually have a job to do now. My dad’s probably waiting for us.” You gave JJ a warning expression and mouthed I’ll get you later before climbing onto the boat. John B. took the wheel with Sarah at his side, and Pope and Kiara sat next to each other by the front. JJ whipped his shirt off and sprawled out on the back floor, arms flexed behind his head as he soaked up the hot sun. You sat beside him, legs swinging as you felt the spray of water when the boat took off. The lazy sun, the warm water...you were absolutely in love with the Outer Banks.

The group chattered endlessly for the whole ride, never ceasing even when Pope went to collect the groceries for the day. JJ attempted to show off with a hacky sack, but ended up kicking it into the water.

“No no no no!” he wailed, arms waving wildly. “John B., you gotta stop bro! Man overboard!” Slowly, the boat came to a halt in the water, and everyone laughed as JJ pretended to freak out. “I can’t see her anymore! Oh my god, I loved that sack!”

You scoffed, standing up and discarding your shirt. You had spotted the hacky sack floating just a few meters back “Relax, JJ, you’ll survive.” You then took off your shorts, left only in a bathing suit, before stepping onto the side of the boat and swiftly diving into the water. You broke through the surface and were immersed into refreshing water. Coming up for air, you turned back to the boat and saw JJ leaning over the side of the boat, gaping at your bold action.

“Hey! Now we have two men overboard!” he called, and you giggled as you kicked your legs to stay afloat. Spotting the hacky sack, you dove back under and swam over to it, snatching it up and waving it in the air.

“She’s a hero, ladies and gentlemen!” Sarah announced with a grin. You pretended to bow and accept the congratulations before swimming back to the boat, pausing before grabbing JJ’s extended hand. He only needed to use one arm to pull you up effortlessly, landing you sitting off the side and smiling breathlessly before tossing him his beloved hacky sack.

“You’re welcome, you big baby,” you chuckled, gasping when he suddenly gave you a big hug. Your dripping body pressed against his bare torso, and you smiled into his shoulder as he squeezed you tight.

“How can I ever repay you?” he said dramatically, leaning back to meet your eyes. “I might just give you a kiss I love you so much right now.” As his face neared yours you quickly pushed it away with your hand, giggling as he let out a whooshing breath of disappointment.

“Not today, slick.” Swinging your legs over onto the floor, you flipped your hair and ran your hands through the damp strands already drying from the sun. The rest of the groceries were delivered without a hitch, and soon enough it was evening and the sun was beginning to set. After docking the boat, the group gathered in a circle to discuss the plan.

“Meet back here at 8,” John B. instructed. “We’ll bring all the coolers and cups out onto the beach. Then it’s party time.”

JJ let out a whoop, and everyone else broke into excited grins. You especially were beyond excited, and couldn’t wait to get ready with Kiara and Sarah. The three of you had of course planned outfits in advance, getting advice from each other before deciding. Everything was ready and waiting at Sarah’s, and as the group split up you three practically ran back to her house.

With music blasting in her room and clothes strewn about the floor, you began to get ready. Makeup was always minimal since you never knew when you’d be swimming, so just some moisturizer and an eyelash curl was all you needed. You loved the sun-kissed, beachy vibe your tanned skin and curled hair was giving off. You looked like a fun, adventurous girl who lived a carefree life. It was a welcome change from your usual appearance.

“Pope was totally checking me out, right?” Kiara wondered aloud, fiddling with a hair tie as she attempted a half-up hairstyle. “I mean, I know I looked good, but did he notice?”

“Totally,” Sarah confirmed, plucking at a few stray hairs in her eyebrows. “He’d be an idiot not to be into you, Kie. And JJ was definitely going crazy over your little dive, Y/N.” Sarah’s suggestive expression made you throw a pillow in her direction, laughing.

“No way,” you refuted. “No Pogue-on-Pogue macking, remember?”

The two girls snorted. “Uh, hello, Y/N,” Sarah said. “Me and John B. do a lot more than macking, you know.”

Pretending to be grossed out, you feigned a shudder. “Ew, absolutely not. JJ’s my friend, I’d hate to ruin things by trying to be something more.”

Kiara frowned, finished with her hair and now leaning against the wall. “That’s how I feel about Pope. But I don’t want to be just friends anymore.”

Sarah stood up from her desk, fully dressed and primped for the party. “I say go for it, Kie. You only live once.” She checked herself out in the mirror, nodding approvingly. “Ladies, we outdid ourselves tonight.”

The three of you looked good, you had to admit. Even in the dark people would be watching you all, checking out the hot Pogues who totally overshadowed the stuck-up Kook princesses. You could just see JJ’s jaw dropped when you got to the beach, and resisted rolling your eyes even now.

It was a short walk back to the beach, and by the time you got there it was pitch black. No one had really arrived yet other than the Pogues and a few stragglers from The Cut. The Kooks were always fashionably late, and it was only a matter of time before the walking Hollister models arrived.

Pope, John B., and JJ were pouring drinks into red cups and passing them around, and you accepted a cup with a grin. Getting drunk was fun, and you loved the way you felt when tipsy. Like you were lighter than air, and the world had a bubbly, gold-tinted glow. Downing the first cup too quickly, you choked a little at the end and rubbed at your chin, flushing in slight embarrassment. JJ raised his eyebrows and handed you another full cup, catching your eye and smiling.

Soon, the party was in full swing. Kooks and Cut kids alike swarmed the sand, downing alcohol and dancing around half-drunk. Sarah mingled with a few Kooks, dragging John B. with her despite his less than thrilled expression. Pope and Kiara were of course together, debating some meaningless topic while trying to keep the stupid grins off their faces. JJ was manning the drinks, hat twisted backwards like he always did to keep his hair off his face. You were a few drinks in, already feeling the effects of the alcohol. You’d always been a light-weight, and after one more drink you’d be fully drunk.

It didn’t take long to reach this point, and then you were stumbling across the sand towards JJ, calling his name in a slurred voice as you sloshed your half-filled cup.

“JJ! JJ! Heyyy.” You grabbed his arm when you reached him, stumbling a little as you lost your balance. He reached out to steady you, and you giggled ridiculously. “Can I have more?” you slurred, still swaying on your feet. “I wanna taste the clouds.”

JJ smiled, taking your cup from you and setting it down. “I don’t think so, princess. One more drink and you’d be on another planet.”

“Ooh! Which one? Mars? I always liked Jupiter.” Attempting to grab your cup off the sand, you felt yourself falling and scrambled to stay up. Luckily JJ’s strong arms grabbed you before you face-planted, and you laughed into his chest. “Sorry ‘bout that. I’m an...unbalanced drunk.”

He grinned, nodding at your explanation. “Makes sense. How are you liking your first beach party, anyway?”

“It’s so fun!” you said too loudly. “Everyone is so nice, even the snobs that Sarah introduced me to. If they loosened their buttons a little I think they’d be tolerable.” JJ laughed at your drunken retelling, taking a swig of beer. He looked a bit drunk himself, but way less than you. JJ knew how to handle his alcohol, whereas you were a stuttering, stumbling mess.

A thought crossed your mind, and you tapped him repeatedly on the chest. “JJ, JJ, JJ,” you repeated, until he grabbed your hand and exclaimed, “What?!”

“You know what would make this even better?” you asked, meeting his shining blue eyes. “A swim.”

Immediately he snorted at your proposition, crossing his arms. “Right now? It’s pitch-black out and the water’s probably cold.”

You shrugged your shoulders, unaffected by his protest. “So what? The surf looks so calm and serene, I just want to float, you know?” Without waiting for his answer, you whipped your shirt off and unbuttoned your shirts.

“Whoa whoa whoa,” JJ said, putting his hands up. “What is it with you and random stripping? Not that I’m complaining, but--”

Pulling your shorts off and standing only in your bathing suit, you put your hands on your hips and pretended to pout. The sight made JJ’s eyes flash, and he licked his lips.

“Look, I’m swimming. Join me if you want.” Before the last word left your lips JJ had practically torn off his shirt and kicked off his boots. His shorts hung low on his hips, and in the moonlight his defined abs shone like chiseled marble. Biting your lip, you turned quickly and skipped down the shore.

Dark black waves lapped gently at the sand, and when you dipped a toe in you felt the cold temperature and flinched. But a little cold wouldn’t stop you, and as JJ came up behind you you began wading into the water.

“Holy shit!” JJ exclaimed, the sound of splashing indicating he had jumped upon contact with the frigid water. “You really want to cross hypothermia off your bucket list?”

“Just for a few minutes,” you swore, heading deeper and deeper until the water reached your shoulders. It was definitely cold, and froze the blood in your veins until your heart thumped in your chest. But it was also weirdly exhilarating, and you let out a crazed laugh before dunking your head fully under the water.

“You’re absolutely crazy!” JJ cried, shivering visibly as he tried to keep up with you. Since he was taller less of him was submerged, so you splashed water at his exposed chest. “Hey!” he protested, but there was a grin on his face. You leaned back to float, spreading your arms out as you gazed at the star-filled night sky.

“Isn’t this so beautiful?” you murmured, treading water softly to stay afloat. JJ followed your gaze to the sky, expression unconvinced before glancing back at you.

“You’re so drunk, anything would be beautiful.” As he said this, his eyes glazed over slightly as they traced your face. Not noticing, you sighed blissfully.

A few minutes of silence passed, before JJ spoke. “Alright, Y/N, truth time. I hardly know anything about you and we’re damn near best friends.”

You frowned. “You know plenty about me, what are you talking about?”

He rolled his eyes. “I know stupid things, like you prefer sunrises over sunsets, you hate every kind of seafood except shrimp, and your favorite color is orange. I want to know the deep stuff.” He wiggled his eyebrows for emphasis.

You furrowed your brows. “When did I tell you my favorite color?”

“You didn’t, or at least not specifically. One morning you dragged us out to the beach at like, 5 am in the morning just so we could see the sunrise. When the sun had just broken over the water, you pointed to the clouds and said that that was your favorite color in the whole world, that muted, pale orange.”

If you weren’t so drunk JJ’s words would’ve touched your heart. They were so personal, and no one had ever paid attention to you like that before. But because the alcohol made your brain fuzzy, you just laughed and nodded. “That was a good day.”

A gentle splash hit your face, and JJ said, “Come on, this is a safe space. Open up to your best friend JJ.”

“Fine,” you countered, wondering where to start. You knew the only reason you were opening up was because of how drunk you were. But you also knew it would be nice to actually tell someone about yourself, after keeping it bottled up for so long. “Well, you know I live with my mom. I don’t have a dad.” You paused, but JJ was silent. “Well, I have a dad, obviously, child-making process and all that. But he left when I was nine.” You said the words simply, matter-of-factly. Truthfully, you hadn’t thought about your dad in a long time. “Which actually kind of sucks. That he left when I was nine, I mean. When you’re really young and your dad leaves, it’s fine because you can’t remember him. But I knew my dad. He was the guy that made really good waffles on Sundays and picked me up from school sometimes. So when he left...well, I couldn’t just act like he never existed.”

JJ’s only reaction was to blink slowly, gaze trained on your face. His normal light-hearted smirk was softened slightly into a more serious expression.

His comforting gaze made you feel like you could say anything right now, so you continued. “Anyway, my mom never really got over it. I think she wishes she could’ve gone after him, chased after the love of her life, you know? But because she had me to deal with, she couldn’t. I feel like she hates me a little bit.”

"No way, she can’t hate you,” JJ responded firmly.

“How do you know?” It was more of a rhetorical question, but JJ answered anyway.

“Because it’s impossible for anyone to hate you.” You were lightly stunned at his honest reply, and faltered a bit in the water. But he said nothing more to ease the sudden tension, making your mouth dry up.

Uncomfortable with the silence, you joked, “So how’s that for opening up, huh best friend?”

This brought a big smile to his lips, and he looked at you closely before saying, “Wonderful job. I feel closer to you than ever.”

Smiling, you still weren’t thinking straight you were so drunk. Stupidly, you said, “Hey, I guess we have more in common than I thought; we both have daddy issues!”

You knew it was the wrong thing to say when his smile immediately dropped. JJ’s dad was a sore subject that he hardly ever brought up. You knew the basics that Kiara had filled you in on; that his dad hit him, oftentimes a lot more than just a simple punch. You knew whenever you saw JJ with a busted lip or black eye that it was his old man’s doing. This joke was insensitive and way too overbearing, and you regretted it as soon as you said it.

But JJ didn’t make you feel bad for it, instead plastered on a smile and nodded. “Got that right, Y/L/N.” You swam in the water for a few more minutes, until you announced even you were getting a little chilly, and you made your way back to shore.

Teeth chattering, you hugged yourself tightly as you rejoined the group. Thankfully there were a few blankets that JJ and you gladly wrapped around yourselves, slowly warming up after the frigid swim.

“Having fun, Y/N?” John B. asked as he walked over to you. You nodded, accepting the drink he offered you even though you knew you didn’t need it. Anything to dull the awkwardness that just happened with JJ. Taking a huge sip of the alcohol, you felt it burn down your throat.

“This girl is crazy,” JJ announced. “Thinks swimming at this hour is fun.”

John B. grinned, giving you a high-five. “You make JJ seem like a stick in the mud, Y/N! Way to go.”

You smiled, and felt JJ’s eyes on you as he scoffed in mock offense. You met his gaze, and he was watching you with a challenging expression. But there was also something else there, something you usually pushed him away for. Tonight, though, with too much alcohol in your system and your guard completely down, you wouldn’t be opposed to a little Pogue-on-Pogue macking for once.

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