Found some cool shark teeth today! Wifey found the teeny tiny white one which looks FRESH and not like the fossils. 😱😂
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Found some cool shark teeth today! Wifey found the teeny tiny white one which looks FRESH and not like the fossils. 😱😂
“Yeah yeah, you’re Mr Pink Envelope, saviour of the Triple D sorority. So… why are you here Stevo Bevo,” Eddie asks, apprehensive. He looks down, slightly away from Steve, who can see his fingers picking at the nibs, a nervous habit Eddie’s picked up in the hospital. “Wayne called,” Steve starts, but it’s enough to set Eddie off, curls whipping as his head snaps up to stare at Steve.
“What.”
“He called me Eddie, and told me you weren’t doing well,” the words don’t leave Steve easy, he doesn’t want to come across as intruding, but he knows this part will. The light is already shuttering in Eddie's eyes, and the doors closing to Steve, so he takes a chance and reaches out for Eddie’s hand.
“I’m not either,” he whispers.
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In which Eddie isn't doing too good and Steve steals him away to a beach house to deal with them and the warmth building between them. Will they find a way for Eddie to deal? and maybe more?
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Written for lil_boi_queen for @steddiesummerexchange
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June Prompt #14: Quiet for @hinnymicrofic
The little cottage they had rented on the shore was cool and quiet. The boys were passed out in the lounge, Lily Lu tucked neatly into her sleeping bag in the second bedroom. They had spent all morning playing in the sand and water, Harry discretely magicking flames into the portable barbeque they had dragged down with them so they could picnic on the beach. When the tantrums and bickering swelled to full volume the moment their plates were clear, Ginny and Harry shared a knowing look and packed everything away, herding their brood back up the weathered steps over the dunes and into the blessedly cool air of the cottage.
Ginny's eyes were in danger of sealing shut after her shower, listening to the soft breaths of her sons and the muted shhhhshhh of the water running for Harry's shower. She felt herself slipping into that floaty half-asleep state, when the quiet was broken by an almighty hollar, followed by the delighted squeal of a little girl up to no good.
Thundering steps echoed above. Lily made her entrance into the lounge, giggling into the faces of her brothers, blearily wiping the sleep from their eyes. Ginny sat at attention, listening to her daughter's tale.
"Daddy has a tail and I pulled it!"
Harry rounded the corner, dripping wet and a towel wrapped hastily around his waist, panting and face burning a deep red. Teddy's sleepy expression morphed into horrified disgust as Lily's words sunk into his brain, his hands cupping his bits protectively.
Harry's eyes met Ginny's and she struggled to control the twitching of her lips at the betrayed expression he wore, until she simply couldn't anymore. She cackled loudly, head tilted back to the ceiling, and belly aching as she struggled to catch her breath. Harry scoffed and retreated back up the stairs to dress.
Sometime later, the family had settled down to watch a movie, something still a bit of a novelty to Ginny. She and Harry were cuddled up under a heavy quilt, listening to their children dropping off into Dreamland one by one until finally they were the only two awake. Ginny's fingers stroked his thigh lightly, teasingly. He stiffened under her touch, and a soft chuckle escapes her before she could reel it back.
"Don't laugh. It was traumatizing."
"Want me to kiss it better?"
Her lips brushed his ear, her tongue poking out to curl around his lobe.
"Oh, fuck yes."
They shuffled as quietly as they could up the stairs, leaving their children prone on the floor, locking and silencing the bedroom door behind them with a wave of their wands.
Downstairs, all that was heard was blessed quiet.
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Beach Getaway - Colby Brock Blurb
POV: First person
Word Count: 2083
*****
I sighed heavily as I dropped my duffel at the end of the bed, a smile crept on my face. I observed the rest of the small, one room condo; a kitchenette decorated the right side with a two person dining set next to it, the bathroom was in the corner closest to the bed, a loveseat couch and table in the middle, and then there was a tiny desk on the opposite wall of the kitchenette. It was quaint and just what we were looking for.
I couldn’t stop myself from walking out of the sliding door and stepping foot onto the small, wooden porch. The wind of the sea whipped my blonde hair and the salt in the air brushed my cheeks. I smiled bigger as I took a deep breath and let it out.
This is going to be amazing.
“Watcha doing?”
I looked back at Colby, who had a slight smirk on his face, and he walked over to wrap his arms around to my front.
“Admiring our view for the next week.”
He placed his lips on my cheek. “It’s great.”
I cocked a brow. “But..? Just say it.”
He bit his bottom lip. “You’re always the view I admire.” Colby giggled and snuggled his face more into the crook of my neck.
“You’re so cheesy, Colby.” I bit my bottom lip to stop myself from laughing. I tangled my hand in his hair as his kisses lined up my jaw and then I turned around to meet them with my lips.
***
“Colby, would you slow down?” I yelled as my feet dug in the sand to catch up.
“You need to speed up!” He replied and his body collided with a new white washed wave.
I shook my head, but finally met him at the shore. I gave him a look as he sat on the ocean floor, his hair flopped in his eyes.
“Thanks for waiting.” I mumbled and dipped my foot into the chilling water. It was a slightly cooler day to be in the water, but it was Colby’s day to choose since we went thrifting all day yesterday per my request.
“Oh, come on.” He played and reached for my wrist to pull me in. I didn’t have enough time to catch myself and went under the water. When I surfaced, I pushed my hair out of my face and immediately shoved some water at Colby who was busting laughs. He only splashed water back at me.
We were in a game of splash war now. It felt like the most cliche event of the trip thus far, aside from Colby’s constant, cheesy compliments. The whole act of going away to the beach with him for a week was cliche in itself too; but there’s no other way I’d rather spend this break from school.
I laughed, slightly coughing on the salty liquid, and drug myself out onto the shore. “Okay, okay..you win.”
He followed close behind and collapsed beside me on the wet sand. “Oh, thank God...I was getting tired. I was about to let you win.”
I laughed and shoved his arm, but he grabbed my hand and pulled me onto him. I cradled his sides, looking into his dark blue eyes; there was a mystical world behind them that I always favored to discover. So much was spoken on them solely and I don’t think he knows that.
Colby’s hand running up my arm brought me more back to reality. “Where did you go, babe?”
“The world that is held in your eyes.” I whispered. He smiled and some pink flushed in his cheeks.
Suddenly, he rolled over, taking me with him. Then he held me over his shoulder and ran back into the water as I called him some unholy names.
***
I sat down in the red camping chair that Colby and I brought and settled myself with Once and For All by Sarah Dessen and an iced coffee. My plan was to try and read all of this before we get ready for the evening.
Colby stepped in front of me and peered over. “You’re really gonna read that all day.”
I nodded. “Mmhm.”
“You’re lucky you’re adorable with your nose in a book.”
A sly smirk crossed my face, but I didn’t say anything. Colby stood there for a second and gestured his hands at me in a couple of different ways as he made stupid faces before he ran off to find something to do. I know he’s not actually upset. This was something we discussed before we left for the trip; I said that I would like at least a half day of reading on the beach and Colby countered back that I would get a full day so...here we are.
I’m glad I opted to put my hair back in a ponytail as the wind was super active today and wanting to rip the book from my hands. It was sunny though and it felt good on my skin. I took a sip of my coffee and glazed over more of the printed words. From the corner of my eye, I noticed Colby had found a group of people who seemed to need an extra player for their volleyball match. He tore off his ‘Take Chances’ shirt and joined a side.
I couldn’t help laughing to myself. He’s a lot more social than he would like to believe.
The characters in the story became less compelling and my attention was taken over by his not-so-graceful dives to save the ball from going out of line. Despite Colby not being the most athletic person, he kept up with the teams' movements; even in the sand. The sun beamed over them, creating a layer of sweat on his skin and his hair stuck to his forehead as he tried to push it away.
I bit my lip, shifting my legs, as I continued to pretend to read. Any time he glanced over, I quickly put my gaze on the page and every once and a while I flipped to the next; it was still not a believable pace for me. I knew that I would just have to start from the beginning, but it’s okay.
There were cheers and the team he was on did a group hug. I would say that I had been keeping score, but I’d be lying. They must’ve won though. I watched carefully as he took a couple selfies with them, a fatigued smile on his face.
I used the book to cover my face when I saw he was coming back over. I felt him plop in the sand beside me, his breathing was still heavy.
“How’s the book?”
I pretended to keep reading, only to slightly aggravate him. He didn’t seem to care as he didn’t say anything more. I glanced over the top of the book to see he was now playing with the sand like a child. He was sitting on his butt, his legs spread out, and his fingers were digging a hole. Actually, a hollow ring, which I could only guess was to be a moat. Then he started making a castle. The more he worked on it, the more it looked to be something between Patrick’s rock and Spongebob’s pineapple home.
Colby glanced at me with a handsome smile on his face.
I studied the black ink instead of giving into him.
Now, a grainy substance grazed my skin. I tried not to laugh as more and more piled on while he made small giggles. It got to the point I couldn’t lift my feet from the weight of the sand that covered them.
“Colby.” I playfully whined and laid the book down in my lap so I could look at him fully.
“What?” He asked innocently. He pointed to the paperback. “Is it good? How far are you?”
I shook my head and sighed heavily. “Babe, would you please remove the sand?”
He thought about it for a moment. “Okay.” He wrapped his arms around a majority of the pile and wiped it away.
“Thanks.” I glanced at the book in my lap and actually put effort into reading it for real. After a while, I noticed Colby quietly studying me with his lips pursed.
I raised my eyebrows. “Whatcha thinkin about, babe?”
He shook himself out of his daze. Then he grabbed my ankles and pulled me onto his lap.
“This is our house.”
I looked over the creation he made with the sand. “Oh it is?”
He nodded. “Yeah. Look, I’m in the back grilling some meaty burgers for the group while y’all are talking, and the kids are playing on the swingset.” I did now see the little figures he made; one for each person in the Trap house and a few kids. The rock looking house did have a roof, a couple drawn on windows and a door.
I smiled. “I like it. Are any of the kids ours?” My heart skipped a beat. We haven’t had the slightest discussion of engagement, let alone having kids. They were jokes before, at least I thought so. We were still young and in love.
His eyes looked deeply into mine and he licked his lips lightly. Then he slowly pressed them against mine and pulled away. “Does that answer your question?”
“Sort of.” I laughed, my cheeks burning, a bright pink probably filled them.
***
We held hands as we walked along the street by the pier. There was quite the crowd out tonight as teenagers fled onto the sand to have parties and other adults had their own private occasions. We just had a chill dinner. I was wearing a dusty pink long sleeve, dark wash distressed shorts, and black and white checkered Vans. I was grateful for the long sleeve I bought the other day. I hadn’t thought to bring any.
The two of us veered off in the sand and I was quick to take my Vans and socks off. My toes sunk into the cooled sand. It was a lot more calming than during the day. The sound of the water filled the air as the rowdy teenagers crowded around a fire and played music quietly, bustling conversations as if they hadn’t seen each other for ages. It was oddly calming to see and made me happy that they were all so content.
Colby pulled me ahead to a farther spot and to sit down between his legs. He lightly wrapped his arms around me as I rested my chin on my knees. I looked out into the navy, vaguely picking apart what was water and what was the sky and shore. The air breezed against us, whisking my flyaways and Colby’s bangs with it.
I let out a deep sigh and laid back into Colby as I straightened my legs, and his body formed more with mine and he let one of his legs tangle with mine.
I don’t want to leave to go back tomorrow.
“Thank you for such an amazing week.” I whispered.
“Of course, baby.” He brushed his lips across my cheek. One of his hands disappeared and I could feel him grabbing something from his jacket. A white box appeared in front of me and he slowly opened it to reveal a skinny silver band with tiniest diamond in it.
I gasped and moved so I could look at him, my knees digging into the grain, and I brought my hands to my face. “Colby, what is that?”
“It’s not what you’re thinking.” He chuckled nervously. “It’s a promise ring.”
“I- what?” I laugh cried. Tears slightly blurred my vision and I tried to get ahold of myself. I should’ve known he got me one. He acted especially lovey-dovey this trip.
A dorky grin spread on his face and he took my left hand to put it on my ring finger. “I don’t see my future with anyone else, but I also know we’re still young for marriage...I just want you to know that I will replace this with a real ring some day...If-if that’s what you want.”
I looked at how perfectly dainty the band was on my hand. I shook my head and set my eyes back on him with a smile. “I don’t need anything spectacular. I love you, Colby Brock.”
He grinned ear to ear. “I love you more, Y/N.”
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Zig x MC - Beach Getaway
Zig: Woah! I never thought you’re this heavy.
MC: Oh, shut up, Zig!
Book: The Freshman
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