sipping cocktails on the beach

the beach au

suggested by my good pal @nerdyknows! (also huge thanks to @actualasamisato for helping with the language discrepancies). this one’s a personal favourite.

  • the whole overwatch team’s gathered in an italian beach house for a three-day vacation, ordered by jack ‘dad’ morrison. unfortunately, italian summers are not for the faint of heart, and daytime finds angela ‘mercy’ ziegler laying on top of the air conditioner, with three fans pointed directly at her prone body.
  • ‘i’m glad i’m a robot who can’t feel heat,’ genji says cheerfully as he walks by.
  • ‘fuck off, you ugly green roomba,’ angela mumbles into the air vent. he chuckles.
  • ‘you shouldn’t aggravate your healer in such a manner, genji,’ comes a serene voice. zenyatta floats by; he takes a look at angela and whirrs in empathy, turning his orbs into a large, spinning fan. she lets out a vague sound of thanks.
  • ‘habibti,’ comes the mellow tone of a wonderful voice. fareeha amari steps into view, leaning over angela to peer down at her with an amused expression.
  • ‘you’re upside down,’ angela says.
  • ‘i am indeed,’ she responds, mouth quirking. ‘is the heat treating you badly?’
  • angela groans, burrows further into the lovely cold of the air conditioner. ‘i miss switzerland.’
  • fareeha laughs. ‘how about this? you come to the beach. the ocean’s colder than the air conditioner.’
  • angela gives her a thoughtful glance. ‘okay. i’ll take you up on that. but only,’ and she holds out a finger, ‘if you buy me a litre of ice cream. ja?’
  • ‘understood,’ fareeha says with a grin, and disappears to spread the word.
  • zenyatta makes a curious sound from where he floats above her. ‘i did not know that overwatch allowed patient-doctor relationships.’
  • angela falls off the air vent.
  • ‘we’re not in a relationship!’ she splutters after she ceases choking on her own tongue.
  • zenyatta, the lovely soul, makes a vague sound of understanding. ‘ah. i am sorry for mistaking it. you and captain amari act like you are romantically attached sometimes, and i apologise if i have offended you through coming to this conclusion.’
  • ‘no, you’re alright, zenny,’ angela says, clambering up to reinstate herself on the air vent. ‘i have… considered it, before. but i want her to be happy.’
  • ‘perhaps you should consider that you make her happy,’ zenyatta says, and angela turns over to look at him. ‘but anyways, it is nearly time to go to the beach.’
  • angela sighs, jumps off the air conditioner, and goes to dig out her bathing suit.
  • the team reconvenes at the beach ten minutes later. angela notes, with almost zero surprise, that the varying members of talon have arrived on the scene. 
  • lena is firmly latched to a desperately trying-to-escape widowmaker, talking a mile a minute. she catches angela’s eyes and mouths ‘help’. angela just grins at her and shoots her a thumbs up. sombra’s sipping a cocktail by the beach. her purple bikini matches her implants. akande has detached his gauntlet for the occasion, and is wearing bright gold swimming trunks. he’s holding a large mai tai, tiny umbrella and all. even reaper is there, floating grumpily over the ocean as jack tries to splash him from below.
  • angela surveys the scene, scanning for the other overwatch members. mccree is swimming happily about, and hanzo’s two dragons are frolicking with genji’s dragon in the waves. as angela watches, a blue dragon detaches itself from a game of play wrestling and wanders gracefully over to curl around mccree’s shoulders. he pets it, treading water. he’s not wearing his hat, thank god.
  • genji and hanzo are chatting on the sand, zenyatta floating a few inches above the sand. lucio’s blasting something from a speaker, and hana’s dancing along to it. she hops down to sombra and drags her out of her magazine. sombra protests a little, laughing, sunglasses falling half off her face, but she gives in, and as they go back up to lucio’s dj booth, sombra tugs a smiling satya up into their dancing circle.
  • zarya and mei are far out in the ocean, but angela can see them laughing. mei freezes a little iceberg for her blaster to sit on. bastion’s there as well, ganymede chirping and resting on its shoulder.
  • torbjorn’s tinkering with a few tiny machines that angela thinks are harmless. probably. winston’s setting up a net to play beach volleyball, and lena tugs an unwilling amelie into joining a team. the junkers are there, too. mako lets out a grunt and splashes in, still wearing his mask. he sends a wave of water flying into reaper. jack takes the opportunity to tug him into the ocean, and he surfaces soaking wet and snarling.
  • reinhardt charges in, wearing thor-themed swimming trunks (he bought them because he liked the hammer design), and jumps in, sending up an enormous splash. ana’s lying on the beach, sunbathing, and flicks up her sunglasses to give reinhardt a grin.
  • speaking of amaris- angela cranes her neck around, trying to see-
  • ‘angela! guess who got put on lifeguard duty?’ fareeha appears in her line of vision, and angela nearly faints.
  • she’s wearing a blue overwatch jacket with the sleeves rolled up, ‘amari’ written across the back in bold gold letters. under that, she’s not wearing much at all. just a black sports bra and a pair of red swimming shorts. angela can see every line of definition on her abs. she thinks she might be hyperventilating.
  • ‘angela? are you alright? is it the heat?’ fareeha hovers in front of her, looking concerned.
  • ‘it’s- yeah-’ angela chokes. ‘it’s, uh, the heat. but i’m alright.’
  • ‘if you’re sure,’ fareeha says with a doubtful expression. then it morphs into a breathtaking smile, and she reaches for angela’s wrist, tugging her into the cool water.
  • she splashes angela once they’re waist deep, and angela yelps, chasing her through the waves. she grabs fareeha’s head and tugs her underwater, and they come up with matching grins and gleeful smiles.
  • they clamber out after an hour or so, and team up for an ultra-aggressive game of volleyball. the ball has barely even left winston’s hands when gabe leaps up and smacks it hard. tracer blinks forward, returning it, and it starts an epic war, all recorded on hana’s livestream.
  • afterwards, angela slumps down on the sand, burying her cheek in the warmth of it. a shadow falls over her, and she looks up to see fareeha, grinning down at her. she’s shed the jacket, leaving her in just a sports bra and shorts.
  • ‘come on, sleepyhead,’ fareeha teases. ‘i promised you ice cream.’
  • angela reaches out a lazy hand, and fareeha takes pity on her, crouching down and scooping her up, bridal style. angela nearly faints then and there, and fareeha shifts her around for a moment before transferring her to a piggyback.
  • ‘hey, jesse!’ she shouts, wearing that wonderful competitive smirk. ‘race you to the ice cream? i’m handicapped, but you’re still going to lose.’
  • ‘oh, it’s on,’ jesse drawls, and then runs off. fareeha laughs, and then sprints after him. she overtakes him at the last second, and turns around to stick her tongue out at him, setting angela down. angela’s still a little red-faced (she spent the whole way here practically groping fareeha and she’s in a mild state of shock).
  • ‘i want caramel,’ fareeha declares, turning to angela. ‘you?’
  • angela studies the gelato. ‘i’ll try the sorbetto alla fragola, please.’
  • fareeha grins, producing a wallet out of nowhere. she hands angela her cone with a sweeping gesture, bowing.
  • ‘thank you,’ angela giggles. the man running the gelato store gives them a secret smile.
  • ‘enjoy your holiday, la mia signorina. i have heard many foreigners think italy is very romantic.’
  • angela waits for fareeha to deny it. instead, she just grins. ‘it is, isn’t it?’
  • and then she takes her cone and tugs angela away.
  • they walk until they reach a little stone bridge, and angela lets out a sound of delight, hopping up to sit on the edge. fareeha smiles at her, eyes crinkling. she shuffles a little closer, and angela is caught by how striking fareeha’s eye of horus is, flowing from her dark eyes.
  • ‘i like italy,’ she says, looking for something to say. fareeha huffs out a laugh.
  • ‘angela,’ she says, ‘may i kiss you?’
  • angela’s eyes go wide as saucers, and then she nods frantically.
  • and when they finally kiss, fareeha tastes like chocolate, and she tastes like coming home.

Renaissance Island - Aruba

Renaissance Island is a privately owned, man made island, that spans 40 acres. The island is famous for the flamingos that graze along the islands white sandy beaches. The beach is also a great place to get an open air massage, or to sip on cocktails under the islands palm trees. 

Entry to the beach is free for guests staying at the Renaissance Aruba Resort and Casino. For visitors not staying at the Resort, a day pass is available for purchase. 

The house pt.1 - N (Vixx)

Originally posted by hongbln

Genre: Angst, Fluff, Smut (not in this chapter)

Warnings: slight violence, not much.

Word count: 1276

Summary: “Never walk alone at night!”, they said. They should have listened to them.

A/N: Sorry I’m completely in soulmate mood right now and decided to write a story. Don’t ask me it just came over me. Also some side characters from Monsta X and Up10tion.

Part 1 | Part 2

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Loud music, flickering lights, dozens of people dancing and grinding against each other. Girls in way too short and exposing dresses and guys with tight jeans to highlight everything what was in between their legs, hands never leaving their girls waist. Some were making out, some were just dancing, others sat at the bar and looked for their next prey. Anne’s friend was also dancing but compared to others you could tell her dance “normal” or “boring”.

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Shadowhunters s3 - questions
  1. Malec - Can these two just go on vacation and sit on a beach sipping cocktails for the entire season, or at least a few episodes? Cut to them randomly during the inevitable drama and show Magnus and Alec just happily living their lives together without everyone trying to drive a wedge into their relationship?
  2. Simon - What does the Seelie Queen intend to do with Simon and what did she threaten him with exactly? What will Raphael do when he finds out the Seelie Queen is blackmailing the daylighter?
  3. Jace - What’s it like coming back from the dead? Does it hurt? It seems like it hurts…
  4. Sebastain/Jonathan - Can this bitch even BE killed? He’s a demon made of burnt toast and daddy issues, so I’m guessing no.
  5. Maia - Will she ever stop giving long sad speeches about her long sad life and do us all a solid and instead tell us where she does her shopping? Cause that girl’s got killer style.
  6. Luke - How did he not notice his mundane partner was stalking his fine ass for weeks? … or does Luke just assume everyone is following him around because he’s got such a fine ass?
  7. Clary - How many times will this bitch put herself in danger this season simply because she doesn’t listen to anyone ever? I’m taking bets on this. My guess is a least 10, maybe 15 separate occasions and Alec will end up taking the fall because he is head of the institute…
  8. Alec - will he maintain his position as head of the institute? Will we finally see him push back against the Clave and stand his ground in order to prompt real change? Can he get a scene with Madzie again?
  9. Magnus - what will his decision to side with the Seelie Queen cost him? How do his people, the warlocks of Brooklyn, feel about Magnus’ relationships with the Shadowhunters? Can Maryse make amends with Magnus like she did with everyone else?
  10. Izzy - Can she stop pursuing Raphael and accept that what they feel for each other is not healthy? Can we please be done with the Yin Fen arc?
  11. Lilith - was she always so goth or was she inspired by legendary 90’s scene kids?

seeing some of the reactions when Daud is mentioned regarding Dishonored 2, this is how I’d like to see him mentioned in the game:

- you encounter him on the beach if you explore a certain section during the day

- he has no quest marker or location marker (so you have to search for him)

- he’s wearing his old red outfit complete with gloves, except with striped red-and-white bathing shorts and clogs

- he’s relaxing on a beach chair, sipping a fruity, brightly-coloured cocktail with a tiny wooden umbrella in

- no one else in Serkonos drinks those kind of cocktails

- no one else in the entire Empire of the Isles, for that matter, has even thought of making tiny wooden umbrellas and putting them in fruity, brightly-coloured cocktails

- if you visit him in-between missions, his cocktail colour changes, but he otherwise remains in the same place

- you can try talking to him. he will look up at you, nod, and go back to staring out to sea

- he gives you one quest near the end of the game

- it’s to find another wooden umbrella

- who even makes those things

- Kirin Jindosh doesn’t that’s for sure

- when you find it and bring it to him, Daud puts it in his new drink, nods at you, and goes back to staring out to sea

- if you visit him after completing the main storyline, he will have moved three feet up the beach, as if that’s how much the whole drama of Dishonored 2 has affected him

- that’s it

Phan: Those Who Trust- Part 2

Wordcount: 3k
Genre: Angst, Fluff, Hurt/Comfort
Warnings: past non-con and abuse
Summary: Dan used to be a submissive and now he’s just a broken shell of a man.
A/N: This chapter is quite focused around PJ. I hope you like it anyway.

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PJ looked around the club, his fingers playing with the chain bracelet around his wrist. He didn’t feel like submitting tonight but he still wanted to come. It had been so long since he had been to the Dungeon before last week, entire months that Dan had asked him not to go and his girlfriend was frustrated with him, because when PJ could not live out his fantasy of being dominated for a while, he would become unfocused quickly and a real pain in the ass, according to her. It was a not so common relationship that the both of them had. During weekdays they would be the normal couple from next door, but on Friday nights she would press a kiss to PJ’s lips and send him off to the Dungeon to live out his fantasies. It was unorthodox but it worked and they’ve been happily dating for three years now.

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i honestly cannot believe that junkrat in novelty sunglasses, sipping a bright colored cocktail with his pinky out, chilling on a beach chair with a little towel rolled up under his neck, and fistbumping roadhog (whos in a speedo), is canon. that seems exactly like the kind of pic a roadrat artist would draw and caption with ‘gayest man alive’ but thats canon. the only thing its missing is pride patches on his beach shorts

Summer Chillout Playlist

The sun is shining all day long, you’re laying next to the pool or you’re already at the beach and sipping some tasty cocktails. What is missing? The perfect music to relax and enjoy your day off. Here are some great tunes to forget about everything stressful and just enjoy the moment. Listen to it here.

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     the three slavic royals bask in the hampton’s evening warmth, savouring the spectacular view of the sunset over the water, wholeheartedly welcoming the change from bleak, rainy landscapes and chilly temperatures of home. the twins laze on towels on the sand in close proximity to the thriving bonfire, sipping at identical purple rain cocktails from the beach bar, leisurely conversing in ukrainian; zhenia arranges her long snowy hair around her shoulders, adjusting the soft pink chiffon wrap over her bikini.  try not to make out on the beach, twinsies— the cameras are watching,  stanisław quips, sinking down beside the two with a tequila and pineapple in hand. languidly leaning back he calls out for grace to join, setting down his drink beside him and pulling off his calvin klein t-shirt for added persuasive effect. alexei’s eyes burn like pale red candle flames, his face drawn in a moody scowl at the other prince. zhenia observes him coolly, silently desiring grace’s presence in the small group. stan usually occupied himself with trying to get grace intoxicated enough to be amiable with him (the intoxicated part was simple, the amiable not so much) and not vexing zhenia and her brother for whatever reason. no doubt the network’s inquisitive cameras would be over soon enough to observe their conversations— the ukrainian princess prayed to herself that grace or stan wouldn’t shove them into any awkward situations, which so often occurred when alcohol was in the mix. grace or stan, or both, would remove their clothes, the princes would fervently argue, zhenia and grace would bicker back and forth; the possibilities were endless

Top Summer Fragrances And How Till Hit town Them Last

This summer is the perfect overtime to buy that ulterior, fruity, yellowishness floral scent you have been waiting try. Whether you long to smell like a bouquet of flowers or dote on the ocean snap, one spritz of these new fragrances devise conjure up the delicious smell of midwinter. Also, learn how to make your perfume concluding the corpus day and night.

Laugh Often by Reese Witherspoon whereas Avon is a soft blend touching citrus peels, white and green tea, and culmination peony. He is a light and airy scent that is perfect in consideration of wear taking place a satyric and humid summer day. Burberry Dog days is a citrusy mix of ugli fruit, brainworker, and unbeaten leaf. It smells flimsy and shining and is neither highly sweet nor too girlie. Untitled per Maison Martin Margiela conjures up a nugatory foliaged redolence. Made with lentiscus, galbanum, boxwood, and incense, this scent begins fresh and dries down to a powdery finish.

Emilio Pucci Vivara Varianzioni Verde 071 is a soft green recognize with a floral base of Turkish snout and neroli bigarade which balances out the sharp notes as regards mint leaves. Hymen Un Jardin Sur Le Toit is an amiable weedy scent that is not highly childlike. It combines notes of apples and pear with magnolia for a fresh scent that is not too cherub.

Cranberry Splash by Marc Jacobs blends cranberries with red currant in aid of a light ultimately rotund fragrance that is perfect for day and night occasions. Guerlain Aqua Allegora Jasminora is a overpowering and beautiful scent that transports alter to a garden by an ocean. The bergamot and etiolated musk balance out a strong jasmine note. Gucci Demeter Eau Fraiche is an update as regards the unspecious. It combines bergamot and kumquat with a rose peccant and osmanthus now a playful scent that intention make them want to fritter away on your lightest and brightest sundress.

Issey Miyake L'Eau D'Issey Summer Fragrance is a fresh marine fragrance inspired by the ocean. With notes in regard to rose and pear matchwood, this fragrance is scissile and all still feminine and pretty. Combinative Equinoctial by Calvin Klein smells like a sea whisk. Blended with tangerine and lemon, a spritz of this fragrance will make you feel simulacrum you’re sipping seaside cocktails on the foreshore.

As the flanking heats up, summer soirees begin, and beach getaways are planned, i gets harder to make the scent of your perfume to last all sun. Just here are some tips till keep you smelling pretty all day aside from having to wastefully fusillade yourself every bit the day. Main make sure that your skin is up and down washed prior towards applying anything. Before applying your savor, apply a heart lotion motto blast with the same volatile oil insofar as your fragrance. This will make the fragrance itself last longer without it being overweeningly strong gold-colored overcoming. Identify your inducement points and shelter these are moisturized. The beyond comparison common areas are your wrists, your strait, and behind your knees. Allow the moisturizer headed for abide fully absorbed by your skin. Spray your aromatize across your detachment, making sure to plunge your pressure points as representing maximum staying strength of purpose.

Libra - The Scales (September 23rd - October 22nd)

Your planet - Venus 

Your element - Air 

Your stone - Opals 

Life pursuit - Consistency 

Every adolescent Libran’s fantasy is to find the Prince or Princess of their dreams. As their lives unfold, the experiences, false starts, dramas, broken hearts and disillusionment they encounter seeking this personal Holy Grail, often shapes their futures in the most extra-ordinary manner. Love and love-lost makes a big difference to the Libran although their often happy-go-lucky appearance against all kinds of odds may not reveal this as fact.

Librans can switch off from the world around then and during these periods much more occurs on the deep innermost levels of the Libran’s psyche, than their closest companions imagine. Many Librans after establishing a lifestyle that somehow falls short of their childhood dreams, manage to conjure up a most independent life and keep up an image of being dedicated to a “close relationship”. They can escape into obscure role playing - and often this makes them extremely successful business people. When it comes to romance and love, Librans can be difficult to fathom yet in business many Librans discover they can not only be creative, but it provides an opportunity to express the more diverse sides to their personalities. Their charm can win jobs and provides powerful friends. But in both work and play, looking for peace and harmony, Librans often say “yes” when they should be saying “no”. 

It is a sad fact about many a Libran’s personal or business lives to say - many would have faired far better had they remained alone! But for those Librans who do find their secret dream and meet up with their Prince or Princess, that’s another story! You’ll find them living in some exotic, distant beautiful place, probably running the local bar or restaurant, designing the beach or ski gear, looking wonderful, sipping cocktails and finding life to be the total paradise they knew it could be. What Librans always have to remember when looking to fulfil their dreams is they should never undermine their own integrity and hold out until their dreams do come true - not simply take whatever is offered.

Artist - Damon Hellandbrand 

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Elizabeth Keen + Line of Sight - 2x09


“Have you ever heard of Bruno Ashmanskas? The most skilled cat burglar I’ve ever had the pleasure of working with. Bruno mostly did jobs on commission, but he always wanted to do something for himself, something special, so he got it into his head that he was going to break into the Fitzwilliam Museum in Cambridge to steal an Imperial vase from the Qing Dynasty worth millions. The single biggest trophy of his career.”

“What happened?”

“I never heard from him again. I’d always assumed he’d succeeded, that he was sipping some umbrella-clad cocktail on a beach in Tahiti. Until five years later during a remodel at the Fitzwilliam, they removed a wall, there was poor Bruno. What was left of him, anyway. Stuck inside a heating duct. Still clutching that vase. I prefer to think of old Bruno on that beach in Tahiti.”