#sunshades for the beach

[solbello]

How to Install a Beach Umbrella in the Sand?

Spending a day at the beach is one of the most enjoyable summer activities. However, the scorching sun can sometimes be too intense, making sun protection essential. Installing a beach umbrella or other beach shades can provide much-needed relief from the sun's rays. Here’s a comprehensive guide on how to install a beach umbrella in the sand, ensuring it stays secure and provides optimal shade.

1. Choosing the Right Beach Umbrella

Before diving into the installation process, it’s important to select the best beach umbrella for your needs. Consider factors like size, material, UV protection, and wind resistance. Some popular choices include the Solbello sun shade, beach shade tent, and sun shade umbrella. These options vary in design but all offer excellent protection from the sun.

2. Preparing Your Spot

Finding the perfect spot on the beach is crucial. Look for an area with firm, compact sand, as this will provide a stable foundation for your beach shade. Avoid spots too close to the waterline to prevent your umbrella from getting wet or washed away by rising tides.

3. Digging the Hole

Once you’ve chosen your spot, it’s time to start digging. Use a small shovel or your hands to dig a hole about 12-18 inches deep. The depth of the hole is essential for the stability of your sun shade for the beach. A deeper hole ensures that the umbrella can withstand gusts of wind without toppling over.

4. Inserting the Umbrella Pole

Take the lower part of the umbrella pole and place it into the hole. Wiggle it back and forth while pushing it down to make sure it goes deep into the sand. If you have a beach sun sail shade or a Solbello beach shade, follow the manufacturer’s instructions for securing the base. These types often come with specialized stakes or anchors for added stability.

5. Securing the Pole

To secure the umbrella pole, you can use a few different methods:

Twist Anchor: Some beach umbrellas come with a twist anchor at the bottom of the pole. Twist the pole clockwise while applying downward pressure until it feels secure.

Sandbags or Weights: If your umbrella doesn’t have a twist anchor, you can use sandbags or specialized weights to hold the pole in place.

Burying: Another effective method is to bury the base of the pole with sand. After placing the pole in the hole, fill it with sand and pack it tightly around the base.

6. Opening the Umbrella

With the pole securely in place, it’s time to open the umbrella. Carefully spread the umbrella’s ribs and raise the canopy. Make sure the canopy is fully extended and locked in place. Adjust the angle of the umbrella to provide the most shade, keeping the sun’s movement throughout the day in mind.

7. Wind Considerations

Beach winds can be strong and unpredictable. To prevent your best beach umbrella for wind from taking off, consider these additional tips:

Lower the Canopy: During particularly windy periods, lower the umbrella’s canopy to reduce the risk of it catching the wind.

Anchor Cords: Some umbrellas come with anchor cords that can be tied to the base or sand stakes for added stability.

Tilt Mechanism: Use the tilt mechanism (if available) to angle the umbrella against the wind direction, reducing wind resistance.

8. Using Alternative Beach Shades

If you prefer an alternative to traditional beach umbrellas, consider other options like the beach shade tent, beach sail shade, or beach shade sails. These alternatives often provide more extensive coverage and are designed to be more wind-resistant.

Beach Shade Tent

A beach shade tent is easy to set up and offers ample protection from the sun. Simply unfold the tent, secure the poles, and anchor it to the sand using stakes or sandbags. These tents are ideal for families or groups, providing a larger shaded area.

Beach Shade Sails

Beach shade sails and beach sun sail shade structures are another excellent option. These sails are made from durable, UV-resistant fabric and can be anchored to poles or nearby structures. They offer a modern, stylish look and can cover a larger area than traditional umbrellas.

Solbello Sun Shade

The Solbello sun shade is a unique, portable sunshade designed for easy setup and superior sun protection. It uses a tensioned frame system that makes it quick to assemble and disassemble. Its compact design makes it perfect for beachgoers who want a hassle-free shading solution.

9. Safety and Maintenance Tips

Regular Checks: Periodically check the stability of your umbrella or shade throughout the day. Wind and activity can shift the sand and loosen the base.

Sun Protection: Even with the best shade, apply sunscreen regularly, wear hats, and stay hydrated.

Storage: At the end of the day, properly store your beach umbrella or shade. Clean off sand and saltwater to prolong its lifespan.

10. Discounts and Deals

For those looking to purchase a Solbello shade or other beach sunshades, keep an eye out for discounts and deals. Many retailers offer seasonal sales, and you can often find a Solbello shade discount online.

Conclusion

Installing a beach umbrella or any beach shade correctly ensures a comfortable, enjoyable day at the beach. By choosing the right equipment, preparing your spot, and securing your umbrella or shade properly, you can relax and enjoy the sun safely. Whether you opt for a traditional beach umbrella, a beach shade tent, or a modern Solbello sun shade, following these steps will help you stay cool and protected.

By using this guide, you’ll be well-equipped to handle any beach day, providing you and your family with a perfect spot to enjoy the sun, sea, and sand.

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Resort Romance

It's the first day of your long-awaited vacation. You've just unpacked, changed into a beach wear, and chosen yourself a cozy sunbed under a sunshade a few steps away from the warm sea. With a sweet drink in your hand, you poke lazily at Tinder, with no particular goal on mind except for an appetite for a hot fling. After all, what's a good trip without spicy stories to tell?

Ten suitors have laid their curious eyes on you—but only one will spend a passionate night with you!

Which one? The voting in 10 rounds will tell 🤭

The event was inspired by @heyitsdoe 's One Piece Bachelorette. Please, check out her works, she's an amazing writer ❤

Rules

The story is split into 10 rounds, each published every few days. The topic of each round is shared but every candidate has a slightly different interpretation of it and thus, a different route.

At the end of every round you're voting for a character you don't want to advance further. In other words, you're turning someone down ;)

The voting is done with via a 24h poll. Votes don't accumulate: once a character gains the top place in the respective round, he's not passing to the next one, even if in previous rounds he was doing fine.

To avoid voting bias at least a little and give less popular characters a chance, the first three rounds are anonymous. (Order of characters on the header is arbitrary.) You won't know for sure with whom you're interacting until the 'irl meeting' in the 4th round ;)

Only the final round will contain explicit smut BUT meeting for sex is the main topic so suggestive topics will appear on the way. The level of spice and the pacing will differ between characters.

Y/N will be kept as close to gender neutral as possible. How the sex dynamics will look like, depends on a character and how I personally hc him. Different routes, different options!

Round 1: Hot singles in your area

voting: closed | eliminated character: Toji Fushiguro

Round 2: It's a match!

voting: closed | eliminated character: Shiu Kong

Round 3: Let's meet

voting: closed | eliminated character: Satoru Gojo

Round 4: It's nice to meet you

voting: closed | eliminated character: Takuma Ino

Round 5: The drink's on me

voting: closed | eliminated character: Atsuya Kusakabe

Round 6: Kiss me like you mean it

voting: closed | eliminated character: Choso

Round 7: Share your fantasies

voting: closed | eliminated character: Hiromi Higuruma

Round 8: You're leaning close...

voting: closed | eliminated character: Suguru Geto

Round 9: Your place or mine?

voting: closed | eliminated character: Ryomen Sukuna

Round 10: Grand Finale

winner: KENTO NANAMI | read fic here

[library-ducky]

Ghouls on vacation

Totally not inspired by me going to the seaside over the weekend. Not at all.

HEADCANONS UNDER THE CUT, LET'S GO

AETHER

gets everything set up

if there's a Papa nearby, he will make him sit down and rest, no buts

he'll go swimming, but will not put his head under the water. And he'll do at least one dive-bomb to soak any unfortunate soul who is close enough

he'll read crime mistery books while lounging on a deck chair (bonus point if there's a beer in his hand)

he has the Dad™️ fit: flip-flops, swimming trunks (with palm trees or dolphins or pineapples on them), an open hawaian shirt and the sunglasses and baseball cap combo

RAIN

knows how to surf

idk how or when or where he'd learn, but he DOES

also the sun brings out his bioluminescent spots (the biology probably doesn't check out but idc, I headcanon that he has bioluminescent freckles and the sun brings out freckles so)

(in his human glamour), he doesn't tan a lot (I might be projecting but it's *MY* headcanon and *I* get to choose the bitch that will simply not tan 😤)

if possible, he'll unglamour just to dive as deep as he can go

he's the bastard that brings out the pretty rocks and seashells

might also befriend a fish or two while he's at it

he pulls the "my hair is wet so I have to shake the water off OH NO I WAS STANDING TOO CLOSE AND SOMEONE GOT SPRAYED this surely was not on purpouse I would never 🥺👉🏻👈🏻"

PHANTOM

he'd be a bit scared to go in at first, but ultimately would get coaxed into it

he swims by doggy paddling for the better part of his time at the beach. He knows how to swim, that's just more fun to him

builds sandcastles (and honestly slays at it)

hates the feeling of salt in his hair after it dries, so Cumulus brings a water bottle along so he can rinse it out when he gets out of the sea

he gets HUNGRY after a swim

tries to dive along with Rain, but isn't able to go as deep since he's not a water Ghoul. He will, however, make it his job to point out pretty seashells and demand Rain gets them for him

SWISS

an absolute heathen in the water

he'll creep up behind people (mostly Dew or Phantom) and push their head under the water

he steals a bucket from Phantom and uses it to absolutely SOAK Aurora with the water he scoops from the sea

he tans both in human glamour and in actual Ghoul form

also knows how to surf (dude bro energy fr fr)

he'll be a menace and playfully tease and torment everyone but as soon as someone tells him to stop, he'll be on his best behaviour

reminds everyone to drink water (resorted to throwing a bottle at Rain's head one time cuz he would ignore him and refuse to stop swimming. Rain listened immediately)

DEWDROP

hair in a high bun IMMEDIATELY, will NOT let them get wet

unless Swiss pulls him under, but that usually warrants Swiss getting chased up and down the beach for 15 minutes with a fuming (HAH) Dew behind him

he'd bring a sunshade umbrella to stick in the sand (and then not use it cuz he likes to bask in the sun)

he'd also join Phantom in his sandcastle endeavours by digging a moat around the structure

will swim, but only for a little bit, he'd rather make himself sizzle in the sun

he doesn't really tan, but also doesn't get a sunburn (something something fire Ghoul)

Cumulus still manhandles him into putting on sunscreen (as she does with everyone)

MOUNTAIN

THE SUN MAKES HIS FRECKLES SO PROMINENT AND EVERYONE LOOKS AT HIM LIKE 💖👄💖

usually throws his hair into a haphazard bun and leaves it like that for the entire time

he jumps into the water EXCLUSIVELY by diving headfirst

he doesn't mind the salt on his skin after he dries off, he's used to the grime from the greenhouse and the gardens anyways

he tans, and the freckles on his shoulders/back/collarbone get much more visible as well

his cheeks also get a bit pinker from the sun and everyone calls him adorable because of it

will observe the local flora and fauna, he just can't help himself honestly (and he WILL tell Rain all the sea life fun facts he knows)

drinks only water, but occasionally he'll treat himself to a pre-mixed cocktail if Cumulus brings any (she always does)

CUMULUS

mom friend fr

brings an extra tube of sunscreen (both for the body and the face) just in case someone forgets

manhandles EVERYONE into putting it on

also brings some extra towels in case someone gets theirs wet by accident or forgets it completely

she packs snacks and fruit, as well as drinks (the cooler bag carried by Aether, of course)

she likes swimming, and doesn't mind diving or getting her hair wet (her hair gets really curly and fluffy when it's dry and everyone thinks it's the cutest thing ever)

reads romance novels

she steals the sunshade from Dew, he doesn't need it anyways

helps people to brush out their hair if they need it after a swim

the only person who could convince Rain to get out of the water immediately

CIRRUS

Rich Wine Aunt energy and she shows it

black bikini with a black sheer robe over it

big sunglasses and a big ass hat as well

she doesn't really go swimming a lot, she preferes to tan

reads horror novels on the beach

usually drinks a cosmopolitan cocktail while she lounges, sometimes (although rarely) a beer

she keeps her hair down for the added Dramatic Effect

she keeps everyone (or at least the Ghouls not in the water) cool with her air magic (Dew asked her to stop doing that for him cuz he likes burning in the sun)

will not tolerate being bothered in her peace (she will, actually, but she'll be extremely annoyed about it)

SUNSHINE

much like Dew, she loves to bask in the warmth of the sun

her hair gets hella curly and bouncy from the salt water

she has a whole "after tanning" routine so her skin won't get messed up

also she tans quite a lot

uses a tanning jam

likes to nap under the sunshade with Cumulus

she puts on headphones, plays some music aaaaand she's dozing off

the third surfer of the group (YES I'M HAVING "MALIBU RISING" BRAINROT IT'S SUCH A GOOD SUMMER BOOK)

makes necklaces out of the shells Rain picks up (if she manages to convince him to give some up)

star shaped sunglasses

AURORA

helps Phantom build sandcastles

also brings pretty rocks (and steals shells from Rain when he's not there) to decorate them

she LOVES swimming and diving

"her hair turns bright pink in salt water" ~@ligovskaya (okay Barbie mermaid toy moment 💅🏻✨️)

she does her nails on theme (either to do with the sea, the beach, fish, so on and so forth)

is in the process of learning how to surf and is being taught by Sunshine

she likes to listen to music but like on an ipod shuffle with wired headphones

has heart shaped sunglasses (got them from Sunshine cuz she decided that she's adopting Aurora as a sister, therefore they have to match)

she has the cutest, frilliest pink bathing suit (she's a pink girlie to me)

uses a tanning jam as well, but mostly because it smells nice

okay, this is it for now, I will gladly do other Ghouls or Papas if you guys want, you can pop into my ask box as well :3

✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧ reblogs are appreciated ✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧

[moonpedri]

matching.

summary: though it was spontaneous, you decide to tag along to ibiza when your best friend and her boyfriend invite you. the only problem was his little brother, barcelona's number 8, pedri, and his red swim shorts.

pairing: pedri x reader

genre: fluff, smut (suggestive)

warnings: making out, petting, swearing, pedri is a little shit

word count: 3.2k+

a/n: i orginally had this planned as a little imagine. if you've read honey, you may remember a beach scene being mentioned very briefly. and since i recently got a similar request, i fleshed everything a little more out and birthed out this big baby lmao. hope you enjoy!!🤍

PS: while proof-reading i noticed that i completely messed up the timelines, this fic actually happens before honey and not after, but oh well. 😭 this is super annoying but i liked the way this fic turned out so deal with it pls 🥺i may turn this into a little ibiza trip series with multiple parts and other places!!

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It is the middle of summer and the sun was blazing unforgivingly over you that not even your sunshade could help you escape from the heat.

You look at your friends over the rim of your sunglasses, as some of them currently play around in the water. The radio stations all reported well above average numbers for the coming weeks and so naturally your friends would want to go on vacation somewhere near the beach.

Originally you had nothing special planned for the summer, but since your best friend Sofía is dating Fernando González, who just happens to be the older brother of Pedri González, Barcelona's young star-midfielder, you somehow happened to get dragged along to Ibiza.

This wasn't a rare occasion, because ever since Sofía started dating Fernando, you ended up with this whole new lifestyle consisting of football matches, special events, galas and travel.

And with FC Barcelona winning LaLiga and the season ending, all the players want to make the most off their freetime.

"Fer wants to book the tickets, __, you're coming with, right?", Sofía asked you last week. It was super spontaneous and honestly you were a bit annoyed that you got asked so late, giving you no time to prepare or clear your schedule (not that you had much written on it anyways lol)

But you would also lie if the idea of going to Ibiza didn't excite you. You always wanted to go to the infamous "party" island, but it was a costy dream - one you couldn't afford. Well, until now.

So you agreed and found yourself only 5 days later at your dream destination. One of the perks of having a friend like Sofía is that with trips like these, you didn't have to pay a cent. As a close friend, the whole thing basically got financed for you. Only shopping expenses and maybe food you had to cover yourself - of course.

The single downside of it all was the fiancier of it all himself: Pedri.

Ironic, right?

But there was no way you couldn't feel that way towards him. He is simply infuriating. When the two of you were introduced to each other over dinner at their home, Pedri wasted no time trying to subtly smooth his way into your pants.

It was almost unnoticeable to be honest and you know no one paid attention, but you did. You noticed how his arm brushed your shoulder, how his hand grabbed your waist when he wanted to move past you and his hips grazed your ass. It seemed like his eyes were glued to your cleavage and somehow no one took notice.

In his defense though, you weren't a saint either. Where he pulled, you just let yourself get tugged along. When he moved past, you purposely arched your back; just to test the waters and pushed out your chest to maybe rile him up a bit; you don't know really.

There was something entertaining about an attractive guy like Pedri showing his interest for you so blatantly and pursuing you in such a secretive way.

Yet for all it's worth, you never went further than touching and looking, sneaking a kiss here and there. It's clear what type of guy Pedri is, if all the buzz around his rather promiscuous love life, filled with influencers and models, is any indication.

You heard what people said, what the articles reported. Pedri is young, rich and successful, he would be a fool to immediately pursue a serious relationship at that stage in his life. He liked to enjoy life, be wild in his early 20s and keep the monogamy for later.

And it's not like you could blame him, honestly. You're sure that if your roles were switched, you would enjoy his lifestyle too to an extent. You are you though.

And you wanted something serious, someone to treat you with respect and loyalty. Surely, Pedri saw you more as a way of passing time, just having his fun with you. But you had enough self-respect to not give in to his troublsome ways.

Also, you barely had the nerves to put up with all that.

That's what you liked to tell yourself at least.

With a sigh you turn your head to where Sofía suddenly sits up. You're about to close your eyes again, ready to fall under the sun's mercy, when you hear your best friend scoff next to you.

You bring your sunglasses up and follow her sight. "Can you fucking believe that?", she says agitated.

A loud giggle errupts and you watch as two girls talk animatedly with both Fernando and Pedri.

The brunette one subtly scratches over Fernando's arm, as she seems to listen intently to whatever he's saying. Fer doesn't really engage her, keeps his visible distance, though Sofía doesn't seem to care. Her eyes shoot daggers in their direction.

What bothers you though was the blonde one clinging like a koala onto Pedri. She seems so....you can't find the word but it irritates you. And he did absolutely nothing about it, actually rather enjoying it. Not that he shouldn't of course, but he could keep his distance as well. Also, you didn't want to have to deal with two horny people during your vacation (one you didn't pay for but you get the gist), and an angry best friend, if they were to stay.

It also doesn't help that Pedri looks the way he does. Absolutely gorgeous.

You never thought to be admitting to this but he almost looks like sex-on-legs in those red swim shorts of his. The sun burned his skin in the most beautiful way possible, accentuating his natural blush and his slim but toned body. It's been nothing but torture the entire day.

The two of you watch them for another minute, none of the brothers noticing any of your hard stares, when Sofía stands up determined. "If he wants to play, I'll play."

When she notices your indifferent state, she looks at you expectantly.

"What?", you ask.

"Come on, I can't do this alone."

Reluctant you get up as well and shake non-existent sand off your legs. "I don't know Sof...Fer doesn't really seem too into it."

She cocks an eyebrow and the expression on her face says enough for you to not press any further.

"Yeah, yeah alright.", you say. You don't know what plan she has in mind exactly but you follow her anyway. You get increasingly confused when she proceeds to take her bag and go to the changing rooms. She closes the door behind you and rummages in her bag and only when she pulls something out, you realize the absolute stupid plan she has.

No, you don't think even scriptwriters could come up with such silly ideas.

"I cannot believe you."

In her hands are, what you believe to be, the flimsiest bikini pieces you have ever seen.

"I always pack a pair or two for emergencies.", she says and gives you a pair. A red brazilian bikini, the ones with high-cut strings. "And as you can see, this is an emergency."

You hold the garments up. "I thought Fer doesn't like you wearing those, why did you pack them for emergencies?", you ask confused.

Fernando is a sweetheart. You really think there could have been no one more perfect for your best friend than him. He's not controlling, always puts her first and you genuinely believe that he always has her best interests in mind. Fer is not the type to forbid Sofía anything, especially not in regards of clothes. He let's her wear whatever she wants, no matter how short or ridiculous it looks. However, for some reason, he has often voiced his strong dislike towards those brazilian bikini bottoms that recently started trending.

It didn't bother Sofía at all, she didn't really wear them often anyways. But you guess she never got rid of them either.

"Precisely that's why. Also, they tan better.", she says as she takes out a white pair for herself. You don't think she really understood your question and you make a point to ask her later. For now though, you have another problem at hand.

"Ok ok, so you try to rile him up one way or the other. I get it. But why do I have to wear one as well?"

Sofía looks at you like it's so obvious and you're dumb for even asking, "Because there's two of those skanks? We can drive one off, but as long as the other stays, none of them will leave."

Your brows shoot up and you groan frustrated at what this means. "Oh come on, Pedri is not that bad.", Sofía reasons.

If only she knew, you thought. You want to protest but you think back to the blonde girl that threw herself onto Pedri and something bad bubbles up in your stomach.

With new determination you two change and make your way back to the beach. Sofía looks gorgeous in the bikini and for all it's flimsiness you think it suits you pretty good as well. Okay, who are you kidding. It looks fucking sexy on you, hugging you in all the right spots and making your ass look extra perky.

And you know you're not the only one who thinks so, as you feel the eyes of several men and women alike on both of you.

It gets even more apparent when two certain brothers look your way. Comically enough, the two girls shamelessly joined them on your sunbeds. By now your other friends joined as well and Sofía walks in front of you to where the others are; pointedly ignoring Fernando's presence.

You aren't as strong-willed though and can't help but sneak a look at Pedri. He already looks back at you, a smirk playing on his lips as his eyes scan your entire body.

You immediately turn your head back, feeling your cheeks heat up stupidly enough, despite the weather, and sit next to Miguel.

"Ohh, what's the occasion?", Samuel whistles when you two settle down.

Sofía shrugs and you feel uncomfortable with all eyes on you. It becomes worse when the conversations stop as well suddenly and Fer stands up. "Why did you change?"

"Felt like it. Also we can tan better now.", Sofía says indifferent.

He frowns, "But you looked pretty before." Bless his heart you think.

Sofía ignores him, and you think she's going a bit too far but it's not your relationship to intervene. "Samuel can you help put sunscreen on my back, I can't quite reach it."

The flabbergasted look on Fernando's face was both priceless and heartbreaking to see and you slowly begin feeling bad.

"What?"

"Sure."

Both answer at the same time and you grimace at the awkwardness. Fer goes and grabs the bottle out of her hands, the pretty brunette completely forgotten already. "What do you think you're doing?"

"I don't know what you mean."

He turns to the rest of you with an apologetic but upset expression, "Will you excuse us for a moment?"

He proceeds to take Sofía to a more quiet place on the beach. You see them argue in the distance but ultimately decide that for now it's not your business anymore.

Samuel and Loréna already went back into the water, Pedri is occupied with the two girls and only Miguel was with you.

The sun hasn't gotten any less warm and now that you wore this criminal bikini, you could at least put it to good use, right? So you take the sunscreen and hold it out to Miguel. "Can you?", you say pointing to your back.

It takes him a moment to understand what you mean, but when he does, he nods and reaches out but someone else happens to be faster than him. "Let me do it."

You look into Pedri's honey eyes.

Next to you, the blonde girl scoffs and regards you with an angry face. Miguel leaves as well and you want to say something to stop him, begging him not to leave you alone, but Pedri beats you to it. "Turn around and lay down." His voice is firm and it unwillingly sends shivers down your spine.

And for some reason you listen.

Your stomach retracts slightly when your belly touches the cold sunbed. But you forget everything the moment the cool sunscreen touches your skin and Pedri begins spreading it.

It's too sensual for your liking and he's gentler than you thought. Pedri goes all the way up to your neck, massaging the spot thoroughly and when he slowly goes down, his hands reach under your bikini top. Embarrassingly enough, pleasure fills your lower stomach.

Yet, you don't know what overcomes you, but attraction makes you do stupid things, so you simply reach behind your back and open the knot. "It'll be easier.", you explain with a small voice.

You get an answer in the form of his hands, when Pedri touches the exact spot and slowly glides his hands to your sides. His index fingers barely graze the sides of your boobs and goosebumps erupt all over your body.

If Pedri notices, he doesn't say anything.

Instead he just continues spreading the cream all the way to your lower back, his fingers once again invading places he shouldn't, much to your own excitement though.

It's quiet the entire time, you barely register Miguel talking with the two abandoned girls and going away with them. Light chatter and laughs, the splashing of water and the moist sound of Pedri spreading the sunscreen are the only audible things around you.

But you should know by now that it's only a matter of time before Pedri decides to ruin peaceful moments.

"Need me to put some on your ass as well?"

Shameless is the only word good enough to describe the football player. "In your dreams maybe.", you say and turn your head to watch him through your glasses.

His eyes are glued to your backside, "Oh if only you knew, princess."

You bind your bikini top back together and sit up, "You're stupid, González."

"For you, yeah."

You resist the urge to punch him and ignore the fact that it affects you more than what is condemned good. "Will you stop?"

"Why, do I make you nervous?"

You cross your arms over your chest, his eyes immediately zoning in on the movement. You (un)consciously press them together tighter, for no particular reason.

"No."

"Really?", he extends the 'e' sound and leans forward. Not expecting him to, you automatically fall back. He grabs the edge of the sunshade and pulls it down until it completely hides the two of you.

"What are you doing, they'll see us!"

Pedri chuckles and you can't help but peak at his pink lips, only inches away from yours now. "That's what you're worried about?"

"What else?" You think maybe the heat has gotten to your head, but really it's just Pedri's presence on top of you.

You see the way Pedri's mouth opens, ready to continue the banter but with his entire body pressed into yours, his natural scent mixed with the sea, his honey eyes boring into yours and exploring your entire face and his hands itching on your hips, you do the only thing possible in this situation.

You grab his neck and smash your lips against his.

He responds immediately, reciprocating the kiss. You hate how good it feels and despite how confusing it is with him, no moment has ever been clearer than right now.

A whine leaves your mouth when Pedri presses his hips into yours, the pleasure inmessurable. It's an indecent thing to do at a public beach (even though this is a private part of the beach Pedri specifically rented for the vacation) so he pulls back but right now you can't care at all.

All rationality leaves your body when you grab his red shorts by the hem and pull him back. You cling your legs around his back thighs and butt.

"Woah there, sugar, slow down.", he laughs, while caringly pushing a loose strand of hair out of your face.

Honestly, you would be flustered in any other moment but this. You can't think straight, the need to have him currently overweighting any other feeling.

His left hand slides from your waist to your ass, massaging the flesh. His other hand is clasped around your jaw, keeping your lips firm against ist.

You lose yourselves in the moment, Pedri's left hand close to where you need it the most. It's embarrassing how easy his fingers manage to slip under your bikini. And when he touches your clitoris, you're on cloud nine.

Your hands wander down to his beautiful red shorts and waist no time to wrap around his dick.

He groans into the kiss, "Fuck."

You begin moving your hand up and down and that's when all the weight on top of you suddenly disappears. "Shit, I hate to be the one, but we-"

"Yeah, I know.", you immediately cut him off and organize yourself a bit. Your head spins a bit, everything going too fast for you. Your body and mind haven't completely sobered up yet, and it stings a bit to be turned down like this. It's also confusing. But he's right.

Pedri seems to read you well enough by now, when he says, "It's not because I don't want to."

You hold up your hand, not ready for any kind of rejection, "I'm not dumb, Pedri. This is the fucking beach." Yet you wonder if he would have gone further if it was the pretty blonde and not you.

He goes through his hair and laughs, "Not because of that. My brother is coming and I don't think now is the time to explain ourselves, is it?"

You immediately spin around and indeed, Fernando and Sofía are walking in your direction; hand-in-hand, you might add. Luckily they seem too focused on one another and their ice cream to notice you and Pedri.

When you turn back, Pedri winks at you. "I'll choose a more private place next time."

You scoff, "There will be no next time."

He rubs his chin thoughfully and looks at you in an actingly confused way, "The way you were going at it, I could have sworn you were down for another- Ow!"

You hit Pedri angrily, the redness on your face surely visible, "Don't ever mention that again."

"And what if I do?", he smirks cockily.

"Pedri!"

"__!", he imitates in a high voice and this time you can't help but laugh. You roll your eyes playfully and shove him away. It gets increasingly hard to not crush on him. Maybe you already do.

The sunshade moves then and Fer and Sofía hop next to you two.

"Nice to see that you two love birds made up, I was beginning to worry.", you comment and Sofía lovingly puts her head on Fer's shoulder.

You four chat around a bit more, when Fernando suddenly chuckles and points at you and Pedri. Confused, you both look at him.

"You two look more like a couple than we do. Did you notice that you're matching?"

You did, in fact, not notice. And neither it seems, did Pedri.

You make a gaggig noise then and shoot up, "Whatever, I am going to change."

Pedri follows close behind, "Want me to help?"

"Shut up!"

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© moonpedri - DO NOT copy, translate or post my work anywhere without my permission!

[herejusttosufferalong]

If most of you think London pap walk was A's doing, then what do you think about Sorrento?

He was in a public beach safeguarding 🦀, without his sunshades, as many of you funnily pointed out. Wasn't exactly hiding. What was that then? Bc the first time I could buy he didn't know what is coming, but definitely knew by Italy.

Just curious. I do not know what to think tbh.

London wasn't the first time

He was photographed/filmed with her at the NYC Premiere.

It was just never by the paps but was spread across SM.

He hasn't been hiding her, he just hasn't been posting her or publicly acknowledging her.

Which begs the question, why?

Of course he does not have to, it's just out of character.

I think that is what most of the fandom have a hard time wrapping their heads around.

I also get that his IG has changed to more of a business related account but posting in a story isn't going to disrupt that.

Or how about the fact she doesn't post him?

To the average GA viewer who stumbles across his account, she doesn't exist.

Maybe that's what he wants and not because he doesn’t want to claim her but because he is trying to protect her on a broader scale.

[mynameismckenziemae]

Unbroken

Part 14

(previous part here)

Bradley ‘Rooster’ Bradshaw x You

Summary: It’s the end.

Warnings: 18+ MDNI! A little smut, p in v, biting, a little exhibitionism (kinda?), use of a makeshift gag, overstimulation, etc.

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A few weeks later on a beautiful spring Saturday, you became Mrs. Bradshaw.

There wasn’t a dry eye in the church as your dad escorted you down the aisle in a beautiful white gown (your mom insisted it was fine for you to wear white, since “no one’s a virgin anymore when they get married”) to Bradley, looking handsome as ever in his dress blues.

It was a small, intimate ceremony with only your family, Mav, and Penny present due to the short notice, but the plan was to have a larger reception the following year after the baby arrived.

After the emotional vows, exchanging of rings and the pronunciation of husband and wife, a small get-together is held at your parent’s house.

There are a few tears shed but a lot more laughter when the toasts are given. You notice Charlie discreetly switching her full flute of champagne out with Jake’s but he fails to notice.

It’s when she knocks over her chair in haste to get to the bathroom when Jake sets a plate of food in front of her that your suspicions are confirmed.

“You okay?” You ask when she comes back a few minutes later, leaning on your brother and pale as a ghost.

“Yeah,” she replies with a forced smile. But her lip begins to quiver before she bursts into tears.

“What’s wrong?” You ask as you rub her back. You look to Jake but he’s just as confused as you.

“I’m so sorry, I just found out this morning,” she sobs, “I didn’t want to take away from your special day and here I am making a big scene.”

“Found out what this morning?” Jake asks, still not connecting the dots.

“That I’m pregnant,” she replies, smiling briefly before her face crumples again. “I was planning on telling you tonight with this cute onesie and now I fucking ruined it like I ruined their wedding day-“

She cuts off with an ‘oomph’ as Jake wraps her in his arms. Even Mav has tears in his eyes at the scene unfolding.

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“You didn’t ruin anything,” you assure her, hugging her when it’s finally your turn. “In fact, the news made it even better.”

“Really?” She asks, wet tears hitting your shoulder.

“Really,” you confirm, laughing through your own as the news settles in. “Oh my God, this is amazing! Our babies are gonna grow up together, Charlie.”

“God help us all,” Tom mumbles, gasping when Ruth gives him a pinch. “Hey! I was kidding!”

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Bradley takes you to a sleepy little beach town for your honeymoon/babymoon 3 months later, shortly after finding out you’re having a girl.

Her initial tiny flutters were turning into more pronounced kicks but Bradley had yet to feel anything. The little stinker ceases all movement the moment he touches your stomach.

The second trimester has been a breeze; the nausea is gone and your mood swings level out while your sex drive seems to increase with every passing week.

You’re insatiable, which isn’t a bad thing considering Bradley can’t keep his hands off your body, especially your growing belly.

“How do I look?” You ask under the shade of the cabana he rented as you drop your swimsuit cover revealing a bikini underneath before giving him a spin. “The top is a little small-“

You laugh as he desperately yanks down the sunshade, giving you some privacy.

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“Shhhh,” you shush him a few minutes later after he fails to bite back his groan as you ride him at a steady, unforgiving pace. “Gotta be quiet.”

“I can’t-fuck!” His eyes roll back when you pinch his nipple at the same time you pinch one of yours. “I’m trying.”

“Try harder,” you pant, smirking down at him. “Or I’ll make you.”

He chuckles breathlessly. “I’d like to see you try-shit,” he rasps when you lean forward to suck a bruise near his collarbone while your hand reaches for your discarded bikini bottoms.

His eyes fly open and his hips stutter when you force the material into his mouth, sadly muffling his wrecked sounds.

You’re getting close but he cums soon after, unable to hold off with you on top of him and the taste of your arousal on his tongue.

You ride him faster, pushing him into overstimulation as you chase your orgasm. He trembles under you and a quiet whimper escapes when you sink your teeth into his pec, right underneath the bruise you sucked moments earlier as the waves of pleasure wash over you.

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“What about Iris?” Bradley asks, playing with your hair as he again searches for baby names.

Your first suggestion when you had found out her gender had been Carole or at least a variation to honor his mom, but he shook his head with an exasperated sigh before telling you how she forbade it after she got sick. Apparently, she had never cared for her name, but begrudgingly agreed to let it be a middle name; as long as the future mom agreed.

“Hmm?” You hum sleepily against his chest.

Between the sunshine, fresh air, and good sex, you’re ready for a nap. The slow swaying of the hammock you’re in isn’t helping.

“Iris. For her name,” he replies, setting his phone aside before kissing your forehead. “It’s pretty and it means ‘rainbow’; which is fitting since she’s a rainbow baby.”

Hot tears swim in your eyes as he heals yet another part of you that he didn’t break. You lift your head to look at him. “Yes. It’s perfect,” you whisper, tilting your chin to request a kiss. “You’re perfect. I love you.”

“I love you too,” he replies, bringing his arm around to palm your stomach. “And you, Iris Carole Bradshaw.”

That’s when she gives him her biggest kick yet.

“Whoa,” he laughs, delighted, “did you feel that? She kicked! Wow.”

“I think she likes the name too,” you smile, placing your hand over his.

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Iris graces the world with her presence a few months later, followed by her cousin, ‘Lou’ Seresin not long after, both perfect in every way.

The end.

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A/N: Welllllllll that’s the end! I’m not sure how to feel.

Sorry if it seemed rushed, I realize I really suck at wrapping things up 🥴

Anyone else want to cry when Bradley suggested the name Iris? 🙋🏻‍♀️

Also (maybe it’s obvious but just in case it’s not) Louisa is both a nod to Emma (middle name Lou) and Charlie’s late mama, Lisa.

If there’s anything you want me to add or answer, let me know! My inbox is always open ☺️

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[devillev]

Just imagine every member of Dethklok and Charles Offdensen at the beach, and Toki just building a sandcastle, Skwisgaar just sitting aesthetically in the sun. Nathan just staring into the sun with glasses and Pickles just drinking his beer watching everybody while Charles is just in the background lying under a sunshade enjoying the few moments of ,,silence“.

[skinwalker-bratz]

Creepypasta and MH characters at the beach 🌊🏖️

Jane

Just here to relax, she would probably be all the day chilling and drinking something cold while feeling the cooling ocean breeze. She will avoid the sun as much as possible.

Sally

She would be trying to make the best sand castle in the world, and collect some seashells to decorate it.

Smile dog

He would be exploring the beach and eating everything he shouldn't.

LJ

He would join Sally into creating the sand castle, but he would succeed and make it so big you could explore inside, of course you would get buried after the sand collapse.

Dina

I can imagine her going to the sea in the early morning to swim a bit then coming back before the sun gets hotter.

Tim

Tim would be drawing random things in the wet sand near the water, also he would be catching some shells and chill with Jane.

Jeff

He would be the asshole throwing the salt water on the others in the sea. Then burying himself in the sand.

Brian

I don't think he would like the beach that much, he would be just there chilling while observing the others.

EJ

He hates beach. Dude is only there before he's forced or the others dragged him. He hates the sensation of sand stuck in his body (and eye sockets) mixed with minerals of the ocean, also it's too hot for him, so jack would be far away from there or in the sunshade all day.

Helen

He would enjoy the relaxing sounds of the waves, the beach would be a good place to inspire him.

Ben

He would be playing football or whatever game he could there, and obviously far away from the water.

Toby

Would be the one helping Jeff getting buried, then he would be digging down like a dog to see what is below all of the sand. (That Albert Einstein and Tesla song plays)

Nina

She would try to get a tan and end up with a sunburn.

Natalie

Would be trying to surf in the ocean, she doesn't care for getting drown or lost.

Liu

This guy's swimming and having a lot of fun in the water. But if anything touches his feet there, he would run straight to the beach.

[saturnzskyzz]

𝙲𝚛𝚘𝚜𝚜𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜

𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚗𝚎: 𝙰 𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚛𝚒𝚟𝚎

Word count: 2,009

Warning: Mature audiences only, you have been warned | inappropriate jokes and comments (you know how deadpool is) this is just fiction

𝙰/𝙽: 𝚍𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚒𝚌 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚊𝚌𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚝 𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎𝚜 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚖𝚢 𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚘𝚕𝚍 𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚐𝚞𝚢𝚜 𝚖𝚊𝚢𝚋𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚒𝚝 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚍?? 𝙸 𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚞𝚙 𝚒𝚗 𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚗 𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚛, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚒𝚝'𝚜 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚊 𝙲𝙷𝙰𝙿𝚃𝙴𝚁!! 𝙰𝙰𝙰𝙷𝙷𝙷!!! 𝙸𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜 𝚐𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚊𝚌𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚝, 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝙸'𝚕𝚕 𝚠𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚠𝚘.. 𝙸 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚐𝚘𝚝𝚝𝚊 𝚏𝚒𝚐𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝 😟. 𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚜 𝚊 𝚗𝚘𝚗-𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚕𝚎 𝚏𝚒𝚌!! 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜, 𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚘𝚢!! 𝙴𝙰𝚃 𝚃𝙷𝙸𝚂 ��𝙿 𝙶𝙰𝙽𝙶!!!

Summary: Wade drags Logan along to a very long car ride followed to be his personal Uber, and best friend, to visit new Mexico for a week. Upon reading articles on the Google home page-wade- he realizes that a certain individual looks familiar from an article he read one time. So, he strikes a very interesting conversation with said individual, and finds something quite interesting and intriguing!

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The sound of a new Honda Civic driving on an empty road could be thought of as two heroes sitting in the front seats of the driving vehicle. With the passenger jamming out to the music, and the driver peacefully in his thoughts while concentrating on the road; It was truly a cinematic experience if the two had thought about this exact moment in third person.

"Ow! Would you be mindful of where you're playing your imaginary drum set, bub?" As if the sound didn't come from Hugh Jackman himself, Logan Howlett was shown in third person, forgetting the whole "cinematic third person view" with the Honda Civic, which was what Wade- who hit the victim- had thought about.

"Oopsie daisy! It's like these drumsticks have a mind of its own, huh?" Wade huffed out a breath as he continued to slam his hands in the air to play what was heard on the radio.

Logan nodded his head disapprovingly like a father, and just continued on with the road. The peace continues.

It's not everyday that they have these peaceful drives like this. Other than when they were having to drive to where the facility of where their timelines were controlled and kept under surveillance as to not be disturbed by any high powerful GOD. Yeah, that may be pushing it. Anyway, The point is that Wade and Logan, though the claw handling mortal didn't want to admit it, they were glad they had this long drive again. The beauty of nature was an A+.

"You need to tell them why we're on the road, silly!" Wade blurted out as he was now turned, facing the back seats like he was talking to passengers.

"The fuck is you lookin' at back there, Wade?" Logan questioned, yet not really wanting to know the reason since he's trying to drive to- Oh,, right!

The reason why they were on the road is because Wade decided it would be a lovely idea to have the two take a break from their old apartment, and take a vacation over to New Mexico!

The beaches there looked lovely from the Google pictures Wade had pulled up once, just once, so that was all the good reason as to why he wanted to drive there.. Or, to sit there. He made Logan drive.

"Damn right I did!" Wade blurted out yet again, causing Logan to almost jump in his seat, but luckily for his own embarrassment, he only flinched. "Bub, what the fuck are you saying right now?" Logan asked, getting annoyed with him now.

"Oh, sorry peanut! Just reacting to this fic that's currently being typed up. Anyways, nice driving skills by the way! Oscar made sure to bring up the fact that I'm the passenger princess." Wade confidently said, pulling down the sunshade to look at himself in the mirror for some extra dramatics.

Logan glanced at him before looking back at the road in utter confusion. "Wade, you practically forced me to drive, you're not a,, Passenger- whatever you just fuckin' spurred up in your little head. And by the way, I don't trust you behind the wheel."

Wade did a dramatic gasp by that, clutching his imaginary pearls, he whipped his head to look at Logan with almost daggers for eyes. "How dare you not trust me! I am a veeeery trustworthy person, as a matter of fact."

Logan gave Wade a very interesting "oh yeah?" as to let the younger know he's allowed to rant.

"Yes, "oh yeah?"! I am such an oh yeah, trustworthy person: Yukio once left me alone in the X-Men building for half an hour to come back to the place all spiff and span! Not only that, Colossus let me hold one of his very expensive vases all because I wanted to look at it. He let me HOLD IT while looking at it, isn't that a whole lot of trust thrown into one basket?"

Logan chuckled at that. "First off, the only reason she came back to the X-Men building to a very clean interior is because you had trashed it before she even came back. And I don't mean a little trash; you had the whole place covered with things on the ground, broken, and even the walls looked terrible in the pictures you sent me. You had Colossus' help as well as mine and somehow blind Al's help to clean up the entire place in under 15 minutes- which you got scolded for by Colossus afterwards. And for the record, Yukio came back after 30 minutes because she was supposed to be gone for 2 hours helping her girlfriend with whatever they were doing, but I told her about the mess."

Again, Wade had gasped by the betrayal. He was going to bark back in retaliation but Logan had cut him off.

"I'm not done, bub. for the vase, I found that ugly thing in the trash two weeks after the fact that you had had a small obsession with it; which tell me Wade, why was it in the trash all broken up in various sizes of pieces?" Logan asked with a smug look on his face meaning "gotcha" which knowingly pissed Wade off.

"The only reason it was broken in the trash is because Mary Puppins knocked it over when she visited the place with me one morning. Colossus somehow doesn't know about that yet." Wade explained defeatedly. He crossed his arms to emphasize his defeat and frustration.

"No. He knows." Logan corrected. Still with that fucking smug look on his face, like who is this guy?

"How does he know?!" Wade looked at him in shock, desperately waiting for an answer.

"Cuz I told him, you wuss puss."

Damn, was that a jaw to the ground in betrayal². "You mother fucking, cock sucking, animal hating, snitch bitch!" Wade couldn't believe it. Like seriously, who snitches on their best friends?!

"Another thing, those examples were not what I was looking for. I said trustworthy in driving, not just whatever popped into that small skull of yours you call a brain." Logan emphasized that with a finger to Wade's temple, pushing at his head slightly to get his comedic relief friend to be even more ticked off.

"I can't believe you.. How do you go and snitch on your best friend? I'm your homeboy- we're like this!" Wade stuttered out as he crossed his pointer and middle finger to shove it in Logan's face.

"Wade, you're not my- get your hand out of my face, I'm driving here!" Logan said quickly, as he pushed at the offending hand that butted in his personal space.

"What were you gonna say, sweet cheeks? Were you gonna say that I'm not your best friend?" Wade looked at Logan all sad now.

"No, that's not what I.. Friend is a stretch in itself, pal. I appreciate the offer of me moving in with you and Al, but it's been a few years. you know..? Give it some time." Logan explained the best he could. As embarrassing as he worded it, which most likely ruined a bit of his ego, but he had trust issues.

"Just like the author said, you have trust issues, peanut." Wade said in a not-so-sad tone now. He went for crossing his arms again and looked out the window this time.

The car goes silent for a moment, much to Logan's relief since he's driving, and because he wanted to ignore his comment. They got a little over an hour left before getting into New Mexico, so hopefully the car ride ends up being dead silent until then.

. . .

"So about you not trusting my driving-" Wade was about to go on another unimportant rant before he got smacked over the mouth.

"Not. A. Word." Logan said carefully, never once keeping his eyes off the road again.

Wade had wanted to bite back with a sexual comment, but decided not to as he quite wanted his mouth open and not stapled. Yes, his mouth was stapled shut by Logan before.

. . .

Eh, on second thought.

"I'll have you know that my driving skills are immaculate!" Wade said through muffled lips.

"Oh yeah? Then take the fuckin' wheel." Logan said, letting go of the wheel as he was turning. This caused Wade to panic, and roughly took the wheel to make a sharp turn, almost hitting a tree when by passing, but successfully missed it by a smidge.

"What the fuck?!" Wade shouted, looking at Logan then quickly retreating his eyes back on the road.

Logan crossed his arms this time, pulling off his smug face as he looked down at Wade. "We almost hit that tree back there."

"Oh, you think?! You decided to let your masculinity be free while I'm over here trying to not get hit- by the way, it's very hard keeping an eye on the road while in this position.. You sure you didn't just do this because you wanted me to take a whiff of your dick? Because it smells atrocious, you should shower when we get to New Mexico."

Logan uncrossed his arms at that comment and violently pushed Wade out of the way so he could continue on with driving. "Nope. You're way too anxious, and you don't fully concentrate while driving: Remember that one time you drove into town and almost swerved into a pole all because a bird hit your side of the window?"

Wade chuckled at the memory even if it wasn't the best thing to ever happen. "Look, I get jumpy when I'm not expecting things like birds when driving. It's the animal's fault for bumping into my window. Honestly, if I had hit that pole, it should be that fuck ass pigeon who would pay for our expenses." Wade argued.

"Yeah, like that's a possibility. Don't forget the time you looked at a building for more than 5 seconds causing us to pass a red light." Logan said with a growl. That memory still pissed the Wolverine off.

"Oh yeah, ha! How could I forget you being generous to me for once?" Wade awed at the memory.

Logan was not pleased by that answer. "I had to pay for your ticket so then Al wouldn't have had to pay for it herself. I didn't do it for you, I did it for her. God knows how much money she has left with how much you steal from her. And I'm not talking about the money." Logan pointed at Wade then, almost instantly catching him pulling out a small bag of white powder with letters written on it.

"Wade.. Don't fuckin' tell me you stole her cocaine again?! As soon as I say something about you stealing, you just casually pull it out?!" Logan shouted.

"I can casually pull out something else if you really want me to." When Wade looked at Logan expecting an annoyed comment, all that Logan did was look at him with disgust. "Look, I only pulled this out to gain a reaction from you for the viewers who's reading right now. Hey viewers!" Wade turned to face the back seat once again. This caused Logan to look back twice, only to be met with empty seats.

"Jesus- Wade, you make no sense whatsoever whenever I'm with you. It drives me insane sometimes." Logan breathed out, exhausted by all the talking suddenly. (Ahh, don't you just love a social battery?)

Wade looked at Logan and then out the car window to see a sign that says "Welcome to New Mexico!"

"Hey look! We made it, honey. Time to go visit the kids, huh?" Wade said excitedly, earning a scoff from Logan.

Once again, Wade is picturing the car in third person view, as he imagines the car drifting away from the camera, as the welcome sign appears in front. After a while, the screen will start to fade and soon it all goes black, waiting for a new chapter to come.

"This is going to be a fun vacation."

[holdmytesseract]

Of the Birds and the Bees

☆ The Baby Fever AU ☆

Loki Laufeyson x fem!Reader ft. Ella

Summary: Ella asks the question of all questions. How will her dad react?

Warnings: talks of babies and stuff, fluff, this is actually very funny, suggestive things...

Word Count: 1,7k

a/n: Well... This kinda just happened! 😂 Thanks to @lokisgoodgirl for giving me some great ideas! 😁Credits to you, my lovely friend! 💚

Divider by the wonderful @fictive-sl0th ! 💚

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Masterlist °☆• Baby Fever Masterlist

You knew this day would come... The day most of the parents were afraid of. The day their kids started to ask questions and get more curious about how the world around them was functioning. Ella had started this phase, when she was three years old - and she was still in it. Not as much as she was with four or five, but still. With Ella passing through this very important stage in her life, both you and Loki hoped that she was going to spare you with the question... Where does babies come from. Luckily, she did spare you and Loki, at first - for about two years. Until the whole sibling thing started, and you were going through your second pregnancy...

"Daddy?" The god sat beside his daughter, in the warm, soft sand of Pensacola Beach in Florida, building a sandcastle with her. The little family had decided to take some time off, enjoying the summer holidays in the sunny state. This was the third day in a row the three - pardon, four, spend on the beach, due to the fact Ella loved it so much. She loved the sun, the beach, the water... And especially, she loved to drag her dad along. While you got the 'privilege' to lay lazily on a beach chair the whole day, tanning yourself and reading books, Loki was playing with Ella. Not that he didn't like it, no. Quite the opposite. He loved it. Okay... Loki may have been not a beach and sea loving person, but he'd do anything for his princess. Anything.

"Yes, princess?" The raven-haired man answered, helping to shape the big castle they were building further. "Where does my baby brother or sister come from?" The question came totally out of the blue; escaping the little girl's lips so casually. Loki was completely taken aback by this; and also quite... shocked? What was he supposed to answer? "Daddy?" Ella addressed him once again, looking up to him with those big, innocent blue eyes. Loki swallowed, his brain searching feverishly for a fitting explanation to a six-year-old. "Well..." He started; his eyes landing frantically on you. You laid on a beach chair, not that far away with a sunshade protecting your body from the hot sun of Florida, just like the sunglasses on top of your nose were shielding your eyes. One hand was supporting your head, while the other rested protectively on your already quite big baby bump - for being three months pregnant. No doubt, that Loki's Frost Giant genes were strong in this baby... From where Loki sat, it looked like you were sleeping - and the last thing he wanted to do was to wake you up. The god knew very well, that growing a baby was very straining and could be exhausting... But growing a Frost Giant baby, was even more stressful for the body. So, waking you up was definitely no option, which left him no choice than to answer this difficult question by himself...

He took a deep breath, facing Ella again. Play it cool, Loki... Just play it cool... "Where do you think babies are coming from, sweetie?" Testing the waters first. Although Loki knew that his girl was very smart. "Hmm..." Ella hummed, furrowing her brows in a thinking manner. She looked very cute, doing this. "It has something to do with you and mommy, right?" "Indeed. Yes." The god nodded, starting to smile. Luckily, his brilliant mind came up with an idea just in time. "Alright, so... Princess, you know daddy's got magic, right?" Once again, the little girl was looking up at her dad, totally intrigued and excited. "Uh.Huh." "Well... Daddy's got a magic wand, with whom he can tap mommy, and when the moon stands just right and the stars align..." Ella's eyes widened in fascination. "I'm going to get a baby brother or sister..." She breathed, finishing Loki's sentence. He nodded, being totally proud and confident about his answer - which was technically not wrong... "Can I see the magic wand?" If the question beforehand wouldn't have run Loki over like a truck, this question certainly did. Completely innocent, wide eyes were looking up at him. Well, he put himself in this precarious situation. Why didn't he think of that? Of course, was his daughter way too curious sometimes for her own good... "No, princess. Absolutely not." The good quickly shook his head. "This wand is not meant for little princesses to see." Loki prayed that Ella would just accept his answer and not ask more questions. "Oh... Okay." The girl shrugged her shoulders and redirected her attention back to the sandcastle. Relief washed over the god. Thank the Norns, he thought. His eyes travelled up to the beach chair once again, seeing that you had woken up; nose buried in a book now. "Ella, I'm going to check on mommy, okay?" "Okay." "Stay here, don't go out of sight, yeah?" "I know, daddy. You always tell me that. I won't do it." She said, smiling coyly at her father, who nodded. "I know, but I say it nevertheless, because I love you so very much." Loki stated, quickly reaching out his arms to tickle her pink swimsuit clad sides, which caused Ella to squeal and laugh. "S-Stop, d-daddy, s-stop!" She panted in between high-pitched giggles, trying to fight back, but Loki was, of course, taller and stronger. Nevertheless, he had mercy on her and stopped tickling her. Instead, he crawled around the sandcastle (not to destroy it) and 'attacked' his on the sand laying daughter with kisses, smooching her face. Once again, Ella started to laugh and wrapped her small hands around Loki's neck, in order to hug him. "I love you, too, daddy." She giggled, squeezing her eyes shut as Loki's long, matching raven curls tickled her face.

Once Loki was satisfied in showing his daughter how much exactly he loved her, he stood up from the warm sand and made his way over to you.

"Hello, my love." You welcomed him with a smile, lowering your sunglasses to properly look at him. "Hi." "Awake again?" You nodded - and as if on cue, yawned. A sweet chuckle left the God's lips. "Seems like you should go back to sleep again." You giggled as well, looking up at the devilishly handsome man.

His black curls fell over his broad shoulders, his bare torso literally shining in the sun, causing him to look even more ethereal. The only thing preventing him from being naked was the pair of black swim shorts, which sat quite snug around his hips and thighs, giving you the perfect view of the strong muscles in his legs and a sneak peek of his v-line. Not to mention the patch of black, fine hair disappearing inside the swim shorts... Norns... You quickly blinked and slightly shook your head to get yourself out of this... lusting trance. Stupid hormones.

"Love, everything alright?" Your husband asked, wearing that mischievous, boyish smile of his. He knew. Oh, he definitely knew. "Uh.Huh, yeah, of course." Loki raised a sceptical eyebrow, stepping closer to the beach chair you were laying in. "Yes, is that so? Are you certain?" He asked, placing a hand on the arm rest of the chair, leaning over, so that he was almost hovering above you now. You bit your lip, watching all his muscles in his upper body flex, as they were working hard to keep him upright. "Or does my wife need a... special treatment?" Loki's whispered seductively. A wolfish smirk tugged on his lips, as his free hand landed on your bare leg, making its way from your knee to the inside of your thigh. "I-I... Uh..." You stammered, feeling the heat crawl up inside you. Your sanity was fighting against it, because Ella was just a stone's throw away. So, you reached for his hand and intertwined your fingers with his, taking a deep breath. "I'm good, Lokes. As much I'd love to have a special treatment, I don't want Ella to... You know." The lust in Loki's eyes vanished, as he looked at you in understanding. "Of course, love. You're right. I'm sorry, I just... Sometimes, I just can't restrain myself - and I saw how you were looking at me." You smiled, bringing yours and Loki's intertwined hands to your lips, placing a kiss there. "I know, baby - and believe me when I tell you, that I love that about you." You winked at him. "And I'm more than happy to have this special treatment later, when our daughter is in bed." Another smirk darted over the God's face. "Oh, I am more than delighted to accept this offer, my queen." He bent down once again, placing a sweet but firm kiss on your lips.

After he straightened up again, Loki eyed the beach chair, and with a snap of his fingers, the chair became suddenly bigger, wider - fitting for two people. Loki didn't waste any time, laid down beside you, turned on his side, so he was able to see you. He supported his head with one arm; the free hand resting on your bump. "Everything alright in there as well?" You nodded, tucking a loose strand of his long raven hair behind his ear. "Perfect, babe." He smiled, just studying your face for a few moments, until he spoke up again. "Ella just asked me the question." Your eyes widened on an instant. "The question?" Now it was the God's turn to nod. "Yes." "What did you tell her?" "Well..." Loki said, starting to smile smugly. "Lokes..." You said in a warning tone, already expecting the worst. "I told her that daddy has a magic wand he can tap mommy with it and that when the moon stands just right and the stars align..." He said, winking at you. "Oh Norns... A magic wand?" The God was still smiling smugly, now wiggling his eyebrows. "Well, it's not a lie, is it, my queen?" You playfully rolled your eyes and slapped his chest slightly; eyes landing on the still happily playing Ella. A freaking magic wand... Unbelievable, yet absolutely Loki-like.

[beachbuddyanchor2022]

[nanamis-bigtie]

Round 1: Hot Singles in Your Area

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It's the first day of your long-awaited vacation. You've just unpacked, changed into a beach wear, and chosen yourself a cozy sunbed under a sunshade a few steps away from the warm sea. With a sweet drink in your hand, you poke lazily at Tinder, with no particular goal on mind except for an appetite for a hot fling. After all, what's a good trip without spicy stories to tell?

As expected from an area known for its popularity among those who are looking for wide range of sensations, you're soon flooded with a huge number of potential dates. You can be as picky as you want, you learn after a few preliminary swipes left and right—you won't run out of options easily, and if only you had time and strength to do so, you could squeeze a few nice dates out of your location.

This is going to be your most fruitful vacation to date!

Profile One: Toji Fushiguro ELIMINATED

Out of a few photos he added only one includes his face - and it's not even the one set as his profile one. You're welcomed by an awkwardly cut and angled view of his torso and arm holding the phone for a mirror shot, flash blurring the part that would reveal the lower half of his face. It's not something you would expect from a man of this kind of posture. Muscular men like to flex their assets, but he seems to try hiding them. No awkward pose or amount of baggy clothes can help with a body like his, though.

The photo where you can see him whole shows him crouching next to a dog, hand on its back. It's of bad quality but you can catch a glimpse of his expression and it's far gentler than you assumed it to be with what you've already seen.

You can't learn much from the included description. It's short, dry, written with proper grammar and spelling but with no particular care for the impression it carries. He comes across as an extremely lonely, maybe even depressed, person but there's a shadow of unwavering confidence to him. It is somewhat impressive, especially with the glimpse of his musculature visible on the photos.

Profile Two

At the first glance you can tell that this man is...a lot. A lot of charm, a lot of gleam, a lot of photos taken by a shaking hand and always under ridiculously bad angles. Every field possible is filled to its maximum capacity, and even then, a lot of words are slurred into barely legible abbreviations. Only the listed he/him pronouns are normal. You're even a bit surprised that they're so...ordinary and traditional. Such a person could easily use some extravagant neopronouns.

Upon closer look you realize he knows how to dress well. If not for the questionable quality of the photos, you would bet he hired a stylist or is a stylist himself. In contrast to his beaming personality, his style is simple and classic. His outfits could be either embarrassingly cheap or stinking expensive. You can't spot any sports cars nor trendy locations in the background, so you're ready to bet on the first option.

You like his smile, very authentic, almost overdone, adding tons to the striking contrast between his appearance and age listed in the bio. Maybe he's a college junior trying to pass as someone older to attract mature partners? He's too awkward and flamboyant to be suspicious but...yeah, his gallery really looks like a student's.

Profile Three

There are only three photos, taken exactly in the same pose, in outfits so similar to each other that at the first glance they look identical too. The man has a pleasantly looking face, but you can't shake off the impression that he's not fully comfortable posing for a picture. As if he really didn't want to be on a dating app but circumstances forced him to.

The text part of his profile is more promising. His writing style is elegant, perfectly balancing between formal and playful. He knows how to express himself without overwhelming his reader with words. You're ready to assume he's a professional writer, maybe a blogger or a journalist—or that he received excellent education at the very least.

The most impressive is the list of his hobbies and interests. He's truly tried from every plate life can offer—and he still claims to be ready to explore even more. From art and music to astrophysics, he's been everywhere, including a few of your fields. Even if your goals for the date wouldn't meet, you're ready to bet on having some quality time regardless. It seems too good to be earnest, though; with the smoothness behind his words, he could easily make it all up in a convincing way.

Profile Four

He added a few photos but in every one he's dressed in exactly the same suit, as if he didn't have any other presentable clothes. It's not a cheap suit, you can tell as much just from the way it hugs his silhouette. You wouldn't be surprised if he was a politician or businessman, maybe someone who works with finances or trade. His face is pleasant to look at but a bit tense, as if he was expecting danger hiding behind a corner. Maybe he doesn't like to have his pictures taken.

He's very straightforward about his expectations regarding his potential partners—and about what he has to offer to them. It feels a little rude but on the other hand, for someone like you, who definitely fits them, it eliminates the risk of dragging feet through the meeting that had no chance of success in the first place. He's definitely not going to beat around the bush, you're sure you're going to know whether you want to see him face to face after a single conversation.

But despite all of that there's a little feeling of an empty shell. He talks a lot about himself, but you can't say you actually know a thing about him. The distance between you two is far more palpable than on any other Tinder profile you've seen.

Profile Five

There's only one photo of him and despite the casual outfit and setting it feels more appropriate for LinkedIn than Tinder. Even if you can look at him as closely as you want and dig out plenty of information from his surroundings, he still feels like a blank card. It's too earnest to read as a mask or feel off-putting but also too private to slip into any kind of proximity. He has a very calm and pleasant expression and a general vibe of safety to him, but you can't squeeze any other impression out of what you see and it's to a point frustrating.

His description doesn't help you much. It surely was prepared with one of those "perfect Tinder profile" tutorials and filled with necessary data only. It's only one step away from dry if not for the fact he lets you know some aspects of his personality. This caution gets on your nerves a little, but you have to admit you like the style of his words.

One you can say for sure: he must love books and to be in their company. There are more titles listed than his personal data and his photo was taken in a library or a bookshop—as if he tried to tell you this is the environment in which he feels the safest.

Profile Six

You're not sure if you're more intimidated by him or drawn to him. At the first glance you can tell he's a man of great charisma, but you would lie if you said you wouldn't be concerned if you ran into him on the street. The fact that you can't decipher his expression only adds to the tingling sensation at the back of your head. He seems to be bored and proud of himself all at the same time, posing in a non-threatening way yet beaming with energy that has you alert.

The way he writes about himself is very proper and humble. You would expect it more from a scholar than a man who could crush your skull with his bicep if he only wanted. This and the fact that a lot of his photos show him in proximity of food intrigues you. Maybe it's a way to soften his appearance for the eyes of potential date, maybe a genuine liking for cooking and eating.

He puts a lot of pressure on work out and physical activity in general, both in his visual presentation and description. He doesn't have the gymrat energy but you're ready to assume he's a pro athlete, maybe related to martial arts.

Profile Seven

At the first glance you're ready to assume this man is divorced, a single father at best. He's giving this energy in tons, no matter the diversity in his photos. There's always something that gives it away and when you see him on a boat that so obviously is a fishing boat you can't help but laugh. This determination to not look as he knows he looks is endearing. He either really is a divorcé and tries to hide it or keeps getting mistaken for such and losing potential dates because of it.

His description pulls your attention away from feeling. He's way more average than you would assume from a man trying to escape the dilf allegations—but not in a boring way, quite contrary. He presents himself as a kind of a guy who's good to be around for his chameleon-like, low effort attitude. A guy you can meet with without having to be worried for his reaction if the meeting wouldn't go as intended. Or rather: a guy you could meet with exactly when you're looking for company that wouldn't lead you to bed.

You can't help but pinpoint some surrendering in him. Maybe he lost all faith in success in the field of love and kept the profile only out of obligation.

Profile Eight

It's one of the guys that makes you want to swipe right without even taking a second glance. There's something electric about him, something that would make it really hard to refuse, if he asked you for something. Wide smile, eyes beaming with energy, aesthetic yet improvised disarray in hair and clothes—he reminds you of a playful tiny dust devil that can't bring any harm but is strong enough to mess with leaves and other light objects.

He added only three photos and all of them are crowded and taken during parties. There's alcohol and snacks and so many colors it's straining for eyes if you look for too long from closely. He doesn't look like someone who would party hard—well, he doesn't even look his age—but he doesn't look out of place either. It makes sense he would be popular and easy going—and invited to every party in his proximity.

The same energy beams from his words. He's pleasant to read despite the chaotic style and tons of typos. By the time you make it to the last line, you're smiling as bright at him and find yourself hungry for getting more of him. Not in a sexual way, at least not yet, but definitely not weaker than that.

Profile Nine

Oh, this man couldn't possibly hide in the crowd even if he desperately tried to. In all photos he added he tries to look as casually and approachable as possible but he still just...stands out. What's even more interesting, in every photo he seems to be a completely different person. It's the same face and the same body without a doubt but with each he gives a completely different energy, from an extremely awkward ugly duckling to a gorgeous prime peacock. You take a wild guess it depends on whether he was aware of the camera or not—and on who was taking the photo. None of them is a selfie and it has you curious how he would present himself.

His description is curt, and he doesn't use capital letters. He speaks more about his interests than about himself, a lot of them circulate around music but the bands he lists are so obscure you can't recall a single song. 

Even so, he gives you an impression of a person who's looking less for a fling and more for a relationship—but nothing is said outright. Maybe he's not sure himself, maybe he doesn't know it's appropriate to be so outright on a dating app.

Profile Ten

You would be really surprised if this man wasn't a professional model. He doesn't say anything about it in his description but the photos he added speak for themselves. He knows how to present himself in the most positive light, smoothly underlining his assets without coming across as narcissistic or pretentious. And he knows how to dress well. His outfits are so meticulous with care it has your chest churning with a little envy.

He smiles in every photo but it's a very faint smile, visible only enough to add warmth to his face. It feels more played than genuine but serves its role right, making him approachable despite the intimidating at first appearance. In one photo he's accompanied by friends or family, and he seems to keep some distance from them, as if he didn't like to be touched.

There's close to no info given about him. Age, pronouns, gender preferences, a little about his interests—and that's it. You learn more about him by scanning through his pictures than from the bits of text. Maybe he's very close and private, maybe he prefers to express himself in a visual way, maybe a bit of both. This shadow of mystery is more intriguing than off-putting, though.

[simverses]

WFS Beach Converted for Sims 4

Medieval sim beach bums also want rustic stuff! Sims 2 Creator Nofrena/Wood for Sims knew this, and here is her Beach set converted for Sims 4. It's a huge set, including both items for the beach in Sulani (or Tartosa!) or for a spot with a pond and water where the sims go fishing. In Sulani you can easily place the water items in the water, on other lots, use T.O.O.L.

Oh, and some of it is of course not medieval. But there are a lot of Rustic yearners out there! Death to plastic!

In this set:

Two boat loungers. Equipped with special flexible wood from Sulani! :P (You will see what I mean when they use them :D )

Functionality like those plastic ones.

Beach Bouy

One beach ball deco to place on land

One beach ball deco to place on water

One deco column, handy for the hammocks if there are no trees nearby.

Functional rope fence, find in build mode.

4 different deco net fences in different lengths and heights

Two Drying Racks with fish (deco)

One Beach Towel with patterns from the set, not really showing all the swatches in play, will fix when figuring that one out.

Beach Towel default replacement - not sure how well it works, take it out if you dont like it or report back to me how it works out! You can have only ONE default replacement, as usual. Towels exist in both cheap and expensive version but looks the same, not sure which one works. Delete them all if they annoy you.

One Beach Divider Screen (Well there you see the towel and how it should look :P)

One Diving Board, adaptation of the WFS one for Sims 2, works with pools.

One Bucket with Dried Fish (deco)

One Fish Trap (functional) place on water

One Fish Trap deco version

One Small Round Fountain

One Big Round Fountain

One Waterfall Fountain

One functional Beach Hammock for adult and kids (looks better when they just relax..)

One functional Beach Hammock for toddlers

One Lounge Recliner - German model

One Loveseat - also German model, popular on the southern shores of the Baltic sea :)

Beach recliner made of fishnet

Pool Ladder, rustic model

Beach Reed - 2 variations. place in ponds and moots

Beach Stones, 5 variations

Sunshades (Parasols) - 2 variations

Water Lilies, 4 variations, a bit smaller than the EA ones

Boat Bed - to sleep in when you get tired of the sun or if you have to live on the beach (Hey, I know the blanket goes though the wood. Beggars are not chosers. Be happy there is a blanket!)

Deco boats: Being painted, Upside down, and a normal one.

End table, which is a leg bend, but works as an end table :P

Ship in Bottle deco

Small deco ship to place on water or land

Deco Floor Planks, to create walkways on the hot beach sand.

Download WFS Beach set (Curseforge)

Find the other sets here:

WFS Big Barn Add-Ons for Horses (Curseforge)

WFS Big Barn Furniture (Curseforge)

WFS Big Barn Build (Curseforge)

WFS Big Barn Decorative (Curseforge)

WFS Big Barn Extras (Curseforge)

WFS Winery Set (Curseforge)

Download WFS Old West Walls & Floors (Curseforge)

Rustic matching spiral stairs (Curseforge)

Olden stuff for pets (Curseforge)

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