#beach date

[norithelord]

Syzoth and Ashrah's date with their 'Earthrealm skins' 💚🤍

Ashrah's outfit design by me 👉👈

[mferret9]

Stolitz Beach Date!!

What could be better than Stolas being beautiful (and Blitz being absolutely smitten) at the beach? I drew this for DomesticStolitzWeek happening over on Twitter and Bluesky. I'm travelling this week so this will probably be my only contribution, which is a bummer because the prompts are awesome!

[ricciardosheart]

Waves of Desires - Toto Wolff

Pairing - Toto Wolff X fem!reader!gf Warning - teeth rotting fluff, an age gap and some kissing nothing much

PHOTO CREDITS TO PINTEREST BUT I MADE THE COLLAGE

The golden hues of the setting sun spilled over the beach, painting everything in shades of orange and gold. (Y/n) stood near the shore, her red bikini shimmering softly in the light. Her beach curls cascaded down her shoulders, the salty breeze teasing a few strands across her face. She had borrowed Toto’s linen shirt earlier, and it now hung loosely over her, the fabric smelling faintly of him—warm, woodsy, and comforting.

Toto wasn’t far behind, wearing light blue and white shorts that emphasized his casual yet striking demeanor. A disposable camera hung from his hand, an almost whimsical addition that contrasted with his commanding presence. He watched her with a small, secret smile, admiring how effortlessly she blended with the natural beauty of the beach.

“Stay right there,” Toto said, raising the camera to his eye.

(Y/n) turned her head, startled. “Toto!” she laughed, her hands coming up to shield her face.

“Nope, don’t move,” he insisted with a smirk. “You look too perfect to let this moment pass.”

Reluctantly, she dropped her hands, her cheeks flushed with heat. “Fine, but I’m not posing.”

“Good,” he replied, snapping the picture. “You’re better like this. Just you.”

She rolled her eyes playfully but smiled all the same, walking toward him. “Do you always carry that camera?”

“Only when I know I’m going to be with you,” he teased, slipping the camera into his pocket.

(Y/n) raised an eyebrow, crossing her arms. “You’re full of lines today, aren’t you?”

“Just facts,” Toto said, his grin widening as he reached out, pulling her closer by the waist. “And here’s another fact: you’re absolutely stunning, and it’s driving me insane.”

She laughed, leaning her forehead against his chest. “You’re impossible.”

The waves lapped gently at their feet as they waded into the shallows. Toto splashed a little water at (y/n), earning a mock glare from her.

“Oh, you’re playing that game now?” she asked, bending to scoop water in her hands.

Toto held up his hands in surrender. “No, no—wait! Let’s not—”

Before he could finish, she sent a small wave of water splashing onto him. His shocked expression quickly melted into a mischievous grin. “You shouldn’t have done that.”

He lunged toward her, and she squealed, laughing as he swept her up effortlessly, spinning her around before lowering her gently into the water.

“Toto!” she gasped, smacking his arm lightly as she clung to him.

“Revenge,” he said smugly, his hands firm on her waist.

They stayed there for a while, laughing and splashing, their playful banter carrying over the sound of the waves. It felt like freedom—simple, joyful, and real.

Back on the shore, (y/n) sat cross-legged on a towel, munching on crisps from the snacks she had packed. Toto was a few feet away, meticulously building a sandcastle.

“Are you seriously ignoring me for a sandcastle?” she teased, tossing a crisp at him.

He caught it mid-air and popped it into his mouth, not breaking his focus. “This isn’t just a sandcastle. It’s architecture.”

“Of course, it is,” she replied, laughing.

Toto finally looked up, his eyes narrowing slightly. “Why is that guy staring at you?”

(Y/n) glanced around and shrugged. “I don’t know, maybe he’s wondering why you’re building a sandcastle instead of talking to your girlfriend.”

Toto dropped the handful of sand and moved over to her side, wrapping an arm protectively around her. “He’s not staring anymore,” he muttered, pressing a kiss to her temple.

She laughed, leaning into him. “Possessive much?”

“Just careful,” he said with a smirk, pulling her closer.

Later, they lay under the shade of their tent. (Y/n) was stretched out on the blanket, a copy of Bared to You by Sylvia Day in her hands. Toto lay on his stomach, his head resting on her abdomen. She absentmindedly played with his hair, her fingers threading through the dark strands as she read.

“What’s the book about?” Toto asked suddenly, his voice muffled against her skin.

(Y/n) froze, her cheeks heating up. “Um… nothing important.”

He turned his head slightly to look up at her, an amused grin spreading across his face. “Judging by the way you just blushed, I’m guessing it’s not nothing.”

“It’s just… a romance novel,” she mumbled, avoiding his gaze.

“Spicy romance?” he teased, his grin widening as he caught her expression.

“Toto!” she groaned, covering her face with the book.

He chuckled, shifting so he could press a kiss to her stomach. “You’re adorable when you’re flustered, you know that?”

As the sun began to dip toward the horizon, painting the sky in shades of pink and orange, Toto pulled (y/n) toward the water’s edge. The waves lapped at their feet, cool against their warm skin.

He brushed a strand of hair from her face, his fingers lingering on her cheek. “You’re too beautiful for your own good,” he said softly, his voice low and full of emotion.

(Y/n) smiled, her heart fluttering. “You’re too dramatic for your own good.”

He laughed, shaking his head. “Not dramatic. Just honest.”

Before she could respond, he leaned in, capturing her lips in a kiss. It was soft at first, almost tentative, like he was savoring the moment. But then it deepened, his hands moving to her waist, pulling her closer.

Her fingers tangled in his hair as the kiss grew more intense, the world around them fading into nothingness. The waves continued to crash, the breeze whispered through the air, but all she could feel was him—his warmth, his strength, the way he kissed her like she was the only thing that mattered.

When they finally pulled apart, both breathless, he rested his forehead against hers. “You drive me crazy,” he murmured, his voice rough with emotion.

She smiled, her fingers gently tracing the line of his jaw. “Good. It’s only fair.”

They stayed there, wrapped up in each other as the sun dipped below the horizon, leaving the world bathed in twilight. It was a moment neither of them would ever forget—a perfect memory etched in the sand and sealed with a kiss.

[nellyfishie]

farcille beach date!

[alyxmasfr]

Here's a bunch of blazeamy sketches. I love these two so much guys.

[sall3vv]

550 ᴀᴇ, 5 ʟɪɢʜᴛ- ʜᴏᴍᴇ, ʙᴇᴀᴄʜ | "ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴏᴏᴋ ᴏꜰ ʟᴏᴠᴇ"

" I'd love to see Rojan through your eyes "

Some beach date scene I had to animate/make an edit of because I love this guy sm.

Song: No. 1 Party Anthem - Artic Monkeys

[human-otp-prompt-generator]

Beach Date OTP Prompts

They collect seashells together.

Or A collects them for B as a gift.

They build sandcastles together.

A buries B up to their neck in sand for fun.

They go swimming together.

A doesn't know how to swim. B teaches them.

A is scared of the water. B helps them get over their fear.

They have a picnic.

^ except the wind starts to blow everything away and they have to frantically clean up.

They take a long walk (bonus points if it's early in the morning or late at night when no one else is around).

They apply sunblock on each other (bonus points if they're not used to touching each other that way, creating some awkwardness).

A is self-conscious about their beach body. B assures them that they're beautiful.

They go surfing together.

Before the date, they go shopping for swimsuits and other beach necessities together.

[etherealarte]

Maude

[annabethsrealwife]

🧺 · JUST YOU AND ME

summ. you and kiara are on a cute little beach date at night. pairings. kiara carrera x fem!reader. a/n. just finished watching obx season four and i have so many questions.. the way it’s not even done yet and we only have five episodes.

you and kiara snuck out the house together you’ve guys been planning this for over a week! but you’ve guys been going through a lot lately and today was the perfect day for a date night at the beach! you both ran out the house giggling and holding a bag of things you guys wanted to bring to the date just blankets, snacks, drinks. about five minutes later you both made it to the beach, “finally! some alone time together at the beach!!” kiara said as she ran to the ocean with her surfboard.

you laughed as you saw her run in the ocean you dropped your things and ran after her. you guys had fun in the water, splashing each other and surfing. well.. kiara was doing most of the surfing because you didn’t know how to but kiara was there to help you. “okay.. just find your balance!” kiara yelled and you listened to her words you slowly stood up on the surfboard and just like that you could surf. you smiled as you did, “i did it!” you yelled.

kiara cheered you on she was proud of you now you guys could finally go surfing together. after a while you guys were now on the sand laying on a blanket you guys looked at the moon all you could hear was the crickets. “the moon is beautiful tonight..” kiara mumbled, “not as beautiful as you.” you said as you looked at her. she laughed at her comment and sat up “gosh you are so corny!”

“what? i thought it would be cute!” you uttered as you also sat up. kiara smiled and held your hand, “your lucky i love you you know.” you looked down at your hand that she held and looked back up at her and brought her in for a kiss. she ran her hands through your hair and kissed you deeply. you guys made out in the moonlight you knew no matter what happened you guys would always stick together..

[nephilimeq]

Coastal

Prompt: Beach Date

@bucktommyfluffebruary

AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/62721625/chapters/161382943

Buck was doing his best to contain his excitement at being able to spend the next forty-eight hours with his boyfriend at the beach…

…but he had the distinct impression that he was not concealing it, as Tommy suddenly snapped, “Evan, I have the towels! And the sunscreen. And the snacks, drinks, cooler, umbrella, and everything else you told me was on the list for the past four hours!”

Yeah, so he might’ve been pushing a little bit.

“Sorry, babe. Just…we get a beach weekend! And instead of having to share some generic tourist beach, you got permission to take us to a beach with private access! I mean, c’mon,” he pleaded with him, stepping towards him and gently grabbing at his hand. “Lemme be a little bit excited about this?”

His boyfriend regarded him with a soft look…and then slowly smiled and said, “Okay. You can be a little bit excited. Just…pull it back a bit?”

Buck smiled back at him.

“Yeah, I can do that.” He squeezed his fingers between his own. “So, I’m done with packing the clothes and camping gear, and I’ve put it all in the truck. Do you have your stuff in the truck?” and Tommy nodded, and he felt some of the tension leave him knowing that things were where they were supposed to be. He had been looking forward to their beach trip for the longest time—and that longing had been exacerbated by the double date they had gone on just the previous weekend with Bobby and Athena.

It was now their official weekend off with no interruptions for the next three days, and Buck found every inch of his body practically vibrating with excitement at being able to be alone with boyfriend for several days with a guarantee that they would not be interrupted.

No wifi, no signals, just their radios and a backup satellite phone.

God, he couldn’t wait.

--

Tommy helped Evan haul their gear out of the truck and to their hidden campsite that Sal had given him permission to use. His boyfriend was nearly bouncing on his toes as he effortlessly lifted the fifty-pound cooler from the truck and hoisted it over his shoulder, and the airman took a moment to appreciate the bulging of his bicep as he did so, Evan’s mouth still running a mile a minute about some sort of fish that he had discovered was native to the area where they would be swimming.

He trailed behind him and smiled when Evan suddenly said, “I see our camping spot, babe! Looks great!”

He still wasn’t sure how their plans for a beach date had turned into a two-day camping trip, but it had, so there they were setting up their supplies practically right on the beach, the sound of the waves softly brushing over the sand reaching his ears as he crested the dune.

God, he owed Sal big time for this.

The wind had picked up a bit, and so he made the mental note to tie down the tent a bit tighter.

Of the two of them, Evan had probably been camping far more recently than he had—but Tommy was a bit more seasoned at setting up camp, so after a heated discussion Evan had finally conceded and let his boyfriend handle the actual setting up of the camp.

“It’s really beautiful here,” he said as he walked over to his boyfriend, who was looking over the beach with wide eyes. “Might have to come here more than once, you know?”

“Yeah, definitely. This is gonna be a great couple of days, babe.”

He then leaned in and pressed a quick kiss to the corner of Tommy’s lips and then moved to open up the cooler that he had carted down, already pulling out a couple of tonic waters for the two of them. Neither of them cared for straight water, but they had decided that they didn’t want to get drunk and not remember part of their date slash trip, so instead had split the difference and had packed tonic water, ginger ale, and a few juices for each of them.

There was also a lot of good food, as well as a few things that could easily be cooked on a camping stove, and he was trusting his boyfriend to not mess those up. They were there to make good memories after all.

--

Buck marveled at the campsite, keeping an eye on Tommy as he set up their tent, taking a moment to admire his muscles flexing in his short sleeve shirt and four-inch inseam shorts that he wore whenever he was outside, glad that they were completely alone. He didn’t want anyone else seeing the gorgeous view of his boyfriend.

“Looking good, babe!” he called out from where he stood a bit further off to the side, sipping at his tonic water.

Did he wish he had a lime or two and some sort of alcohol to mix with it? Yeah, sure—but he knew why he and Tommy had decided to not have alcohol for the next two days, and he honestly understood it.

They had been living together for only two weeks, but it felt as if he had always lived there. A new flow had been formed between them and it was now practically second nature to wake up next to him every morning, reach over him to turn off his vintage alarm clock, and then wrap an arm around his chest and say into his neck, “Time to get up,” and for Tommy to nod, press a kiss to his forehead, and then slip out of bed as if it was nothing to him, not even needing to blink himself awake, something that Buck honestly admired about him. It took him hitting snooze at least four times before he could even attempt to drag himself out from under the warmth of the covers.

They were eating meals together, working out together—occasionally showering together, when time permitted—and spent their free time either with each other or with either their friends from the 118 or the 217. Buck had gotten to know Sal better, and found that the man was actually funnier than he realized.

Lucy, on the other hand, had been a bit trickier to befriend (considering their previous history), but even now after just a few weeks, they were getting along like nothing had happened.

“Evan! Need your help, please!” Tommy called out, breaking him from his thoughts.

Shaking his head, he walked back over to him, depositing his drink back into the cooler along the way, and then helped him brace part of the tent as his boyfriend leaned over and hammered one of the stakes into the ground, and Buck took advantage of the angle to leer at the delicious curve of his boyfriend’s ass and thighs.

“Mmm, this is a nice view, babe,” he couldn’t help but comment.

Tommy snorted.

“Ogling my ass again?”

Buck nodded.

“Every time I can.”

He then was about to reach out to slap it nice and hard—but Tommy said firmly, “Don’t. Move. I’m not done,” and he stayed exactly where he’d been asked to, feeling a rush run through him at the tone of his voice, the sound of it immediately reminding him of nights in their bed where the older man would pin him down with a hand on his wrists and a fire in his eyes.

--

Tommy smirked as he noticed the way Evan reacted to his voice and chuckled as he bent over to hammer in the next stake.

He purposely popped his hip on one side, knowing full well that his boyfriend’s eyes were glued to his ass, and he reveled in the attention. He had been feeling a little bit insecure recently, and so it felt good when he knew that his boyfriend couldn’t keep his eyes—or hands—off him.

And just as he suspected, a moment later there was a pair of hands on his hips and Evan said, “Fuck, you look so good in these shorts,” and rubbed his thumbs along the side seams.

He shot a look at him over his shoulder.

“Wore them just for you, babe,” he said with a wink through his sunglasses. “Now, are you gonna keep helping or are you gonna keep groping my ass?” and without missing a beat, his boyfriend said, “Why can’t I do both?” and he laughed and straightened up and said, “After we’re done setting up, I give you full permission to have your way with any part of my body that you want…but until then, you and I are finishing up with this first.” He lowered his sunglasses and gave him a look. “Understood?”

“Ugh, fine!” he whined, pulling his hands away and rolling his eyes, and Tommy just shook his head and slowly stood up and moved to the next corner of the tent and had Evan help him as they repeated the process three more times.

By the time they were done, he was feeling parched—but before he could ask, Evan was already at his side with a drink in hand.

“Here, babe.”

“Thanks.”

They stood there admiring their hard work, sipping at their drinks, enjoying the feel of the wind and the sound of the waves…and then the next thing he knew his boyfriend had tackled him around the waist, thrown him bodily over his shoulder, and was jogging towards the water—and he coughed as he bounced on his shoulder and slapped at Evan’s ass as he said, “Evan! What…what are…what are you doing?” and in response he was thrown into the water with his boyfriend’s arms still wrapped around him.

He was disoriented for a moment and then came up, spluttering, and ran his hands over his face and pushed his hair off it and said, “Evan…what are you doing?”, laughing as he did so, and stared at the wet mess that was his boyfriend, who emerged from the water in front of him grinning like a madman, eyes sparkling through his soaked, blonde curls.

--

“Drowning you, of course. This was my plan,” Buck said as he moved towards his smoking hot boyfriend in the low surf, doing his best to wipe his hair off his face. “Convince you to come to a private beach and then kill you and hide your body out in the ocean. It’s the perfect crime…”

He was thrilled when Tommy threw his head back and laughed with his full body, every inch of him practically on display with the way the water made his clothes cling to his body.

“I think you need to think that plan through a little bit more, Ev,” he drawled, still blinking water from his eyelashes.

Buck barely heard him, completely focused on the way his gray t-shirt was completely sheer, showing off the broad planes of his shoulders and chest…and as he tugged at his shirt, it still continued to show his thick, wide stomach that the young firefighter loved, and worshipped as often as he could in the bedroom…as well as various other locations. And now the only thought in his mind was seeing if he could convince his boyfriend to skip cooking their dinner and instead go straight to the tent to christen their sleeping bag.

…and then his brain short-circuited the rest of the way as Tommy said, “Ugh, hate the feel of wet clothes,” and then swept the shirt off him in one smooth movement, revealing him in all his glory naked from the waist up—and as he emerged from the shallow water, it was like pure porn for his brain.

Dripping wet wearing only his short red shorts with his hair slicked back from his face, he looked like the beginning of every SeanCody wet dream he’d ever had.

Fuck.

He suddenly noticed his cock making itself known, beginning to harden in his own shorts, and he couldn’t help but say, “Oh, can we…can we fuck in the tent, now?”, not caring how needy he sounded, even as he slowly followed after his boyfriend like a dog following its master, eyes glued to his boyfriend’s entire body.

“Evan, you’re staring.”

“Fuck yeah, I’m staring. I have a hot ass boyfriend and right now all I wanna do is have him fuck me face first into our new sleeping bag,” he said bluntly, pleased when Tommy coughed and said, “Jesus, babe! We just got here…!”

Buck shrugged. “Yeah, so?”

Tommy laughed and shook his head, bending over slightly at the waist, making the fat bulge over the top of his shorts and he wanted to bite into it, and then his boyfriend said through his laughter, “How about we get some food and dry off and spend some time together first…and then I’ll fuck you so hard you forget your own name, alright?” and at that, Buck lit up, realizing that his boyfriend did wanna have sex, just not right at that moment.

Oh, thank god.

--

Tommy was amused at how eager his boyfriend was to have sex just from seeing him shirtless in the ocean—but at the same time wasn’t too surprised. If there was one thing that his boyfriend was good at, it was making him feel wanted and desired.

As he pulled out the food that they were about to grill up on their camp stove, he thought of how different it felt with Evan than it had with his previous boyfriends.

The airman was used to being objectified from both before and after he had come out as gay…but it had gotten worse after he’d come out.

With women, he mused as Evan took over the cooking, sitting next to him on a shared log, he had easily fallen into the role of being the man in the relationship and had been fine with them talking about how strong and manly he was, even if he’d felt nothing towards them in return—but with men it was like he had an almost god-like status and whenever he had stepped foot into a gay establishment of any kind (didn’t seem to matter what it was), he had always been mobbed and had men of every kind wanting to call him daddy and automatically assume from his looks that he was a stone cold top…

…but the truth was he liked being soft and enjoyed bottoming as much as he topped. And Evan was the first man he had ever been with who hadn’t assumed a thing and it was like he could finally breathe for the first time in a relationship.

“Hey, you still want yours pink in the middle?” the man in question asked, and Tommy nodded.

“Yeah, like always.”

Evan shot him a bright smile and said, “Just wanted to make sure. Didn’t want to assume,” and then leaned over just far enough to press a kiss to his cheek, and the airman grinned, marveling at the fact that his boyfriend never assumed anything and always asked.

That was how it had been their first time together, actually.

Tommy still remembered the shock he felt when their’ making out had been getting hot and heavy, both of them having removed their shirts and jeans, lying on the bed in just their underwear, hands sliding everywhere, and then Evan had gripped his hip as he gently pulled back, panting, and then had asked him in a strung out voice, “How you wanna do this? Me first? You first? Maybe just get each other off just like this?” and he hadn’t known how to react.

Evan had then pulled back, obviously concerned because of how his boyfriend had frozen underneath him, and had said, “Hey, you okay? Did-did I do…do something wrong?” and Tommy had finally unfrozen and had hastily replied, “No, Evan, I’m fine. I’m just…you’d be okay with…either one?”

“Well, yeah,” he’d said, chuckling. “I don’t know your preferences, and I’m still learning mine, so…err on the side of caution, right?”

…and Tommy had known in that moment that he was with someone who actually cared about him, and everything had changed in an instant.

A nudge at his shoulder pulled him out of his thoughts, and he looked up to see Evan smiling at him, a faint furrow in his brow.

“Hey, what’s got you all serious? We’re at the beach, you know. This is vacation,” he said, nudging him a second time, and the airman let out a low laugh and said, “It’s two days off, not a vacation…and I was thinking about our first time together,” he answered honestly, smirking when he saw his boyfriend’s cheeks go pink as he ducked his eyes, looking back at the food he was cooking. “You were so amazing…”

“Yeah, well, so were you,” Evan said back, looking shyly proud of himself.

--

He flushed under the heat of his boyfriend’s eyes and the burgers cooking in front of him. Yeah, he remembered their first time. He had been so nervous that his hands had been shaking, and he had been amazed that he was able to have someone as beautiful as Tommy Kinard in his bed…

…and now he had him every day for as long as he would have him.

Even as he kept his eyes focused on the food, he could feel his boyfriend’s gaze on him, and he smirked.

“You, uh…you’re staring,” he said, and Tommy said, “Yeah, I am. You have a problem with that?” and he shook his head, still smiling down at the food, looking forward to later when he would be able to wrap his legs around that wonderfully thick waist of his and let himself be fucked right into the mattress—the images of it were already making his cock stir a second time, and he tried to discreetly shift his position, not wanting to let his boyfriend know that he was already horny.

But then he felt breath on his neck and his heart skipped a beat when Tommy said into his ear, “I see you’re already getting excited. Good. That’ll make it easier for me to get you off quick before I fuck you into your second orgasm…”

Buck swallowed.

Hard.

“Uh…yeah. Yeah, sure, that sounds…that sounds great,” he said a little too breathlessly for his own liking.

Tommy chuckled and moved to go retrieve them a couple more drinks (thank god he had stocked up so many extras for them in the cooler) and Buck did his best to not stare at him as he moved past him, his thigh at the level of his head, holding back the urge to simply pull it towards him and sink his teeth into the muscle just under his buttocks.

God, it had only been a couple of days since they’d had sex, and he was feeling the effects of not having it—and the prospect of sex in a tent on the beach was probably (okay, definitely) one of his fantasies and he was finally going to be able to fulfill it. He finished cooking up the burgers as fast as he could, grateful when Tommy came back with the buns and extras that he’d packed, and they soon got to eating, the two of them settling into that comfortable rhythm that they had developed over the past couple of weeks.

They kept the conversation light, steering away from the more heated subjects…up until they were finishing, and then his boyfriend leaned in and whispered, “Get your cute ass into that tent right now,” and Buck practically leapt to his feet.

“Yes, sir,” he said with a mock salute—and then a hand slapped hard on his ass.

“That’s daddy, to you, kid.”

Fuck.

So it was like that tonight, huh?

He grinned.

[pittheswordmaster]

An at piece I was commissioned to draw on Discord of Luigi and Daisy on a beachside date^^

[strstab]

𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐚𝐧 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 - 𝐣.𝐦

summary ; planning to study on the beach, not much gets done as your boyfriend comes to you for affection

pairing ; jj maybank x fem!reader

notes ; kissing, beach studying, pda, fluff, mentions of kids & marriage

a/n ; i had something else planned for today but i wouldn’t be able to finish in time so hopefully it’s out tmr? sorry this sucks it’s last minute 😓

ALSO THANK YALL FOR 200+ NOTES ON MY PREV POST. honestly my phone was buzzing every couple minutes and it made my day. hopefully this gets around the same attention as the last. enjoy <3

after hours of surfing and downing beers with your best friends, you decided to settle down and do you homework as the sun began to set.

after setting your notebooks and laptop onto your towel, you laid on your stomach and began to copy down your notes that were written on your notebook. writing paragraphs and finding answers came easy to you, but not to the blond that approached you after a good 10 minutes with droplets of water dangling from his hair.

“left us for a computer and stacks of paper, baby?” he looked down at you with a lopsided grin. you looked up at him, shielding your eyes from the beaming sun that was soon to be gone and replaced with the glistening moon.

jj plopped down next to you, ruffling his hands in his wet hair causing the drops of water to fly onto your dry skin and notebook. you slapped his knee and scolded him for wetting you and your work. he refrained from making a dirty joke and apologized. he stared at you as you typed along the keyboard of your laptop, fingers leaving satisfying clicking sounds at each key you tapped.

you looked ethereal in this moment. sun beaming on your glowing skin, strands of hair dangling in front of your oh so focused face. he loved that face you made when you were focused. determined or just simply thinking of the random thoughts that flooded your mind when you were around people. the ways your eyes squinted in the slightest way and brows creased as you chewed on the bottom of your lip. or your nails. he knew you chewed on your nails at times. the nails that you got done once every month. every month he’d pay that place on figure 8 to see his favorite girl pleased as she looked at her designed nails, even if she was able to pay them herself.

he pressed a soft kiss to the back of your neck and you laughed at the ticklish feel. he snatched the mechanical pencil from your fingers and threw it far towards the sand that faded into blue waters.

“jj! that was my last one and kie’s going to kill you for throwing plastic AND lead into the ocean!” you chide, sitting up to look at him.

he muttered something a long the lines ‘she won’t know’ or ‘she won’t notice’ and pulled you into his lap. you let out a loud sigh as he left a trail of kisses on your cheek and down to your neck.

when he was done, you decided it was your turn. you kissed his jaw and tried to suppress a smile. how could you be mad? yeah, you spent the whole day together but your boyfriend was too cute to be ignored. homework could be finished… sometime later. or maybe never.

he nuzzled into the crook of your neck and whispered pretty nothings only you two could hear. there was something about the waves crashing in and the sun being right on the horizon as you watched the silhouettes of your friends splashing each other with the love of your life right behind you.

jj lifted his face and whispered something inaudible. you tilted your head to look at him but his were fixated on the ocean before you. “what’d you say, baby?”

“i said ‘do you think we could get married on the beach?” you were a little taken aback by the sudden comment but smiled nonetheless. he wanted to marry you. you always saw a future with jj, but hearing him mention it out loud just hit different.

you pushed him onto his back and kissed his lips. he cupped your jaw and melted into you as your lips moved together. you pulled away with a big smile and planted soft peck onto the tip of his nose.

“is that your way of proposing, mr. maybank?”

he sneered and shook his head, “hell no. baby my proposal for you is going to be so big that you’re going to remember every little detail of it and stress out our kids about it so they grow to have high standards,”

kids. jj never was a fan of children. even when he was one himself. but with you, he’d be willing to give up stealing and smoking if it meant being with you for a little longer. so if it was kids you wanted, kids he’d give you. raise with you, scold with you, maybe drink without you but you get the gist.

“but i promise i’ll make you my mrs one day.”

“did you look at the list of baby names i sent you?” you asked looking into his pretty blue eyes.

he had. he went through all of them and surprisingly liked some of them. but you had A LOT of time before he was signing the birth certificate of your kids.

you leaned in for another kiss right as you were smacked in the head with a cold, aluminum can. you snapped your head into the direction where the can flew from and saw your friends standing with grossed out faces.

“get your asses up before we call the PDA police!” john b yelled as kiara and sarah mimicked siren noises.

jj groaned and sat up, giving your cheek a kiss before sliding you off his lap and cleaning up the area.

[honest-snail-reaction]

Get ur swag on

[tamashiflame]

Some time ago, I was supposed to be part of a zine, but mental health stuff got in the way so I had to drop out. I’ve had this sketch sat in my folder since then, and thought I should at least share it. Not my best work by far, but should I finish it?

[moon-lv3r]

beach date ~ 🍅💯

🦋 category: one-shot

🦋 characters: karma, asano, mentions of asano's father

🦋 summary: a small and fun beach date was suddenly flipped upside down as asano suddenly passed out for seemingly no reason

🦋 warnings: heat stroke? bad parenting from asano's dad

🦋 notes: i accidentally deleted the ask from the requester omg i am so stupid istg... but i remembered their user (i hope) @project-neo thanks for requesting !

it was a request where asano, karma and reader were out at the beach and asano suffered from a heat stroke, due to his shitty father

there's a little part inspired by the manga where asano and his dad talk about suing each other that I decided to include in here bc I thought that it would be funny. I actually don’t remember if that scene was animated or not lol

  The blazing hot sun did you no favour. Every step felt like walking on lava. Karma was behind you, laughing at your struggles, as if his hair wasn’t dripping with sweat this very moment. Asano walked behind the both of you, maintaining a distance he always had, fearing that he would be seen one day. He seemed to be embarrassed by the sight that had welcomed his eyes.

  He was beginning to question why you had to plan a beach day. In such hot weather no less. It was psychotic of you. Asano was beginning to see that he seemed to have a type. He wondered why he even decided to go on this trip, he must have had a screw loose in his brain. 

  The sun had provided extra glare on the sea, the water surface reflecting off the light from the sun. Karma seemed to be well prepared for the day, which was obvious as he was the one who had planned it. You just joined because you had nothing else better to do. Asano joined because of your relentless talk about wanting a triple date. He could only give in to your charms. 

  The summer seemed to be the perfect time to visit the beach. The blazing sun shone the areas around the three of you as you all looked for the perfect spot to lay down beside each other, though Asano would prefer to keep his distance from the two of you, due to his fear of being caught. He had no idea as to why he was even involved with the both of you, it was something that just… happened. But he didn’t stop it either, Asano just chose to let the relationship continue. Whether it was a decision he regretted remains to be seen.

  “Karma!” You shouted, “I found a spot!” Your arms waved enthusiastically, signalling for the boys to come over. Karma looked over and smiled, seemingly satisfied with the spot you had found.

  “Not bad,” Karma replied as he placed his items before helping you to arrange yours neatly on the sandy ground.

 Asano just followed, not wanting to argue as he had a bad headache. Perhaps it was due to him not being able to get enough sleep and thus not at his best. But he still decided to follow them on this date, for some unknown reason. Asano was beginning to think that he had broken his brain at long last, after his constant studying. There was something wrong with him, wasn’t there? 

  The sun continued to bake the ground and the sand they were sitting on, the shade doing little to lower down the temperature, though it was still better than being out in the open. Karma was getting restless, it was not a part of his plan to just sit around and let the sand be blown into their eyes. He wanted fun, his type of fun.

  It was not a date with Karma if everything went smoothly without pranks.   

  “Y/n!” Karma chanted happily, with a wide grin plastered onto his face. You looked at him, confused but on high alert, one can never have their guard down around him. Even Asano had his guard up even though it was not his name that left Karma’s mouth.

  One can never be so sure of their safety.

  “What is it Karma?” You asked, ready to defend yourself. That only egged Karma on more as he inched closer, his hands hiding behind his back. You knew this could never be anything good.

  He was Akabane Karma. 

  “Karma,” Asano began softly as he rested on the sand below him. “Can we have a normal date for once?” Asano seemed to be awfully tired and had his eyes shut despite being underneath the shade you had found. You just assumed that he was tired from studying all night. 

  You nodded in agreement, “Asano is right! We need a break, you know!”

  Karma laughed in response, “Wouldn’t that be such a killjoy?”

  You looked at his arms, tilting your head so that you could see what he was hiding. “A crab! You’re holding a crab!” You decided to guess. It was a wild one with no evidence but it was also the one that had made the most sense to you.

  “Come on!” Karma continued, “We’re out here to have fun, aren’t we?”

  You did not know how to respond to that, because technically, Karma was right. You were all out here to simply have fun. Though you were not interested in Karma’s idea of fun. It seemed more like hell to you.

  “I'd rather die than enjoy the ‘fun’ you have for us,” Asano replied. It was like he had read your mind and said the exact words you wanted to come out of your own mouth.

  Unfortunately, Asano’s words seemed to have little effect on Karma. It seemed as though nothing would have him under control. He was a wild animal it seems. You often wondered just how you got into this mess to begin with…

  Karma still kept his hands out of view, which only solidified your thoughts further. It had to be a crab, there was no other explanation. What else could he take from a beach? Surely Karma would not take a jellyfish right?

  And you would be right to think that it was a crab. Karma suddenly threw it at you, catching you completely off guard. You let out a loud screech before crawling over to Asano. All Asano did was to glance between the both of you, “Do I have to remind you guys your ages?” He said before laying down. His head was hurting badly and he needed that rest. It was just a headache, it will go away, right? 

  “Asano!” You began. “You’re sweating so much even under the shade! The weather really can’t be that hot!” You laughed.

  Asano’s body seemed to be sweating a crazy amount, more than Karma even. Asano merely brushed your comments aside and ignored it, acting like all was normal with him. Though he could feel that there was something wrong. 

  Something wrong with his body

  Karma, however, frowned and sensed that something was slightly… amiss. He squinted his eyes at Asano, who glared back. Karma was examining his dearest rival and lover, only to get a glare back, how kind of Asano. “Are you sure you are alright?” Karma asked.

  Asano could only nod in frustration, “Do you guysss think… I am a small child?” He snapped, his words sounding slightly slurred and dragged on.

  “How else are we supposed to treat you?” You joked, not sensing that there seemed to be something wrong. 

  “I don’t knoww,” Asano replied, his speech still dragged on as his head was hurting him more. “I’m goingggg to get sssomething.”

  Asano tried to stand, but his legs seemed to give up on him. His hands reached for a tree as you stood up and rushed towards him, finally realising that something might just be a little bit wrong. Asano tried to tell you that he would be fine but he could not even stand properly.

  “I- amm finee,” He said. His speech was sounding even more slurred than previously. He could not even speak like a normal person. Something was definitely wrong and you should have realised it sooner,

  The gravity of the situation only fully fell upon you when Asano completely collapsed in your arms, going limp. Karma rushed towards the both of you and touched Asano. The both of you felt his bare skin. It was weirdly hot. Something seemed to be wrong.

  “Heatstroke,” Karma quickly deduced. “I’ll carry him to the male’s, you call an ambulance.”

  You nodded and handed Asano to Karma as quickly as you could. Next, you looked through your bag and took out your phone, dialling for the ambulance. You wondered if you should let Asano’s family know about it. They were a family… but they don’t know about you and Karma, for obvious reasons. You decided to play it safe and not call them. You will let Asano decide if he wants to call them when he wakes up.

  Karma went to splash cool water on Asano using the showers while you called the ambulance. It did not take long for them to arrive and take Asano with them, though only one of you could follow Asano in the ambulance as there was limited space. Karma let you follow Asano while he took public transport. The paramedics assured you that Asano was not in any critical danger and that you guys had Karma to thank for his quick thinking. 

  Karma had always been smart, of course he would realise what was happening and immediately follow up with the solution to ensure that things would go smoothly. That was one of the reasons why you were drawn to him. He was just full of the unexpected and there would never be a second of boredom spent with him around. 

  The drive to the hospital was a mere ten minutes, yet it felt like the ride was longer than you had been alive. Your gaze was stuck on the unconscious Asano, your hands held tightly to his, hoping that he would awake and tell you that this was all just a huge, elaborate prank by him and Karma, though it was unlikely. Asano would never work with Karma for a prank. That wouldn’t be Asano anymore. 

  You followed the paramedics as they rushed Asano into the hospital, into a room, until you were not allowed to follow them anymore. You texted Karma your location, hoping that he would join you soon. Karma took a while to arrive but you were glad that he did. The both of you sat in silence, your lovely beach date ending just like that. You two still had to figure out the reason behind Asano’s heatstroke as well.

  Why was he severely dehydrated? Why was he severely dehydrated? It didn’t seem to make any sense that Asano would just not drink water, there had to be something more behind it. Asano was not the kind that would just risk himself like that. Karma shared the same thoughts as you as well. The both of you decided to approach Asano about the topic in the best way the both of you could, without pushing him away.

  “We should just ask him,” Karma suggested, “Like a casual conversation. Talk about it like its some normal thing.”

  “And how do you even go about that?” You asked, “How do we even phrase it?” 

  Karma paused as he thought about it. His gaze fixed on the wall in front of him as he tried to figure out ways to your dilemma. Asano was still not a very open person despite being with the both of you. It takes a lot, trying to enter his world that he had kept closed to many around him. You were just scared that he would not be truthful. 

  “We can just say ‘why did you faint? What did the doctors say?’,” Karma suggested. 

  You nodded in agreement as the doctors exited and approached the both of you to inform you two that Asano was alright, he just had a heatstroke and that he had been transferred to a room for further observation, but he should be fine to leave in a few hours. The doctors even thanked Karma for his quick thinking, otherwise who knew what might have become of Asano Gakushuu. 

  The both of you thanked the doctors before heading off to find Asano to check up on him. There he laid on the hospital bed, looking the same as ever. His face facing out the window. His eyes glancing at the scenery. 

  “Asano,” You chanted with a huge smile on your face as you slowly approached him.

  “The doctors said I got a heat stroke right?” He asked.

  You paused as your mind scrambled about to find the right words to respond, but Karma managed to beat you to it. 

  “So straightforward!” Karma laughed, “How did it happen to you?” He asked in the most inappropriate, unserious tone you had ever heard from Karma. He had just gone against the plan! 

  Asano sighed as he turned to face the both of you, “You know… my father.”

  Karma laughed once more, you shot him an unimpressed look while Asano looked as annoyed as ever. “A man can’t just cause heat stroke, you know,” Karma replied.

  Asano rolled his eyes, “My father did not allow me to drink anything if I could not pass the papers he made me to! I can’t drink a single glass if I don’t meet his expectations.”

  Oh…

  You did not know how to respond to that. It was not what you were expecting to hear. You knew Asano had problems with his father but you never knew it would be this bad. That man should not be a father.

  “Sounds like a good lawsuit, child negligence. Don’t you think so?” Karma responded, saying the last thing you expected to hear in a situation like the one you were in right now.

  You stared at him with the most judgmental face you could show while Asano actually seemed amused by what Karma had said. 

  “Now that,” Asano replied. “Is a good idea, I wonder how much I can make from this.”

  You frowned at the both of them, absolutely bewildered at what had just happened, at what you had just heard. It was more than crazy. Have they gone insane?

  “Y/n,” said Asano, “You seem scared.”

  “Yeah,” You replied, “At how crazy the both of you are.”

  Asano and Karma laughed like it was just a silly joke. You just kept your judgemental face and looked at them. Why were you even involved with them was anyone’s guess.

  The hours ticked by and soon, Asano was allowed to return to his home. He was already getting tired of the hospital bed and the food was not suitable to his taste, he had asked you to grab some food for him. He was lucky that he only stayed a few hours, you had thought about making him and Karma stay longer due to how crazy they have been.

  You and Karma had to ensure that Asano made it home safely, not that you were complaining. It was the funniest and weirdest date you have ever been on with those two. After telling Asano to drink more water, and Karma telling him to drink from the toilet if he had to, the both of you made your way home.

  Things with the both of them can just be so crazy sometimes.

[inspiredwriter]

Shipuary 2024

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