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dereksantcs

derek couldn’t help the grin that surfaced at the man’s remark. “maybe that’s what did it for them,” she mused, only half-joking. “the moon was just too beautiful, who could pass up the chance to mess around under it?” it wouldn’t surprise her if some folks had a kink related to the moon. or maybe it was the chance to fuck under the stars on a deserted beach. that would work on her, too. knowing someone could be watching would be the cherry on top of the sundae. “here i thought i was the only one up and out of my room at this hour… turns out, i was wrong. something keeping you up?”

laughing gently, he nodded, glancing back over at the couple who still seemed blissfully unaware of the both of them still. “i mean i really can’t blame them, it is beautiful and the vibe is right,” he said, knowing if he had the right opportunity he would probably be rolling through the sand too only to regret the mess from it at the end. sand mess is a good mess all the same. he shrugged at her question, the corner of his mouth moving with his shoulders too. “not much of a sleeper. i think the last time i actually slept the full eight i was twelve. i’m kind of a night owl and morning person.” he shrugged again. “what about you?”

#❝ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ’s sᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ ʜᴀᴘᴘᴇɴɪɴɢ sᴏᴍᴇᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ⎼ 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒔 #❝ ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴏɴ ʙᴀʙʏ ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴀᴜɢʜ’s ᴏɴ ᴍᴇ ⎼ 𝔽𝔼𝔸𝕋 : 𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒌 𝒔𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒐𝒔

dereksantcs

location: private beach, 3:30 am status: open

despite all efforts to wind down - including spending the better part of the afternoon at the bar, sipping cocktails and downing shots, going for a swim in the hotel’s impressive pool, and lounging in the sun - derek still found herself lying awake in bed, tossing and turning, wide awake. sometime around three o’clock in the morning she’d decided that sleep just wasn’t going to happen. and so, after pulling on some clothes, she’d left her hotel room to wander the property, roaming quiet corridors until she found herself on the hotel’s private beach. it had called to her the loudest - the roar of the waves and sand between her toes both a comfort after the last three weeks she’d spent at ‘home’ in london.

as it turned out, derek hadn’t been the only person who’d thought to visit the beach. as she made her way down to the shoreline, she spotted a couple sprawled on a beach towel and stopped in her tracks. if she hadn’t known any better, she would’ve thought that maybe they were just stargazing, but the moans that echoed along the water gave them away. breathless, derek watched on. from where she was standing, she had full view of the tryst - and she wasn’t about to give that up. holding a hand out, she tried to stop the person that walked up behind her from venturing out into view of the lovers and spoiling her fun. “hey, hold up. there’s a couple fucking out there - it’d be a shame to interrupt them, don’t you think?”

it was early, but not too early for someone that by most people’s standards didn’t sleep. he really hadn’t been filling his time at the hotel as expected, the expectations coming shortly after arriving, but everything ( and everyone ) else was interesting enough and he had to admit that he hadn’t quite expected something as wild as a disney themed sexy party to start his time off here with. he’d heard and read several places that the shore was calming and he knew it was from experience, but truthfully, it wasn’t doing anything to get him to sleep no matter how much walking he’d already been doing.

when she stopped him, he stopped short, taking a step back to balance a little better against the sand and change in motion. he smirked, tilting his head and body a bit to get a view of the couple out there in a shroud of night and sand which really wasn’t much of a shroud at the end of the day. he moved back into normal position, nodding, turning his gaze to her. “a shame,” he whispered back. “especially with how romantic the moon is too.”

#❝ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ’s sᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ ʜᴀᴘᴘᴇɴɪɴɢ sᴏᴍᴇᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ⎼ 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒔 #❝ ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴏɴ ʙᴀʙʏ ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴀᴜɢʜ's ᴏɴ ᴍᴇ ⎼ 𝔽𝔼𝔸𝕋 : 𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒌 𝒔𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒐𝒔

mindofthebreeze

breeze loved the sensation of sand between her toes and the sea breeze blowing lightly in her hair. the old saying was true: home is where the heart is and her home was across the pond.

breeze definitely concurred with the man next to her. for years now, she’d made her home in major cities filled with thousands of people, car exhaust, smog – breeze had abandoned what she really loved (besides her work): seeing the beauty the earth had to offer.

the past year, she played with the idea of returning home to europe. but when she got this job? it was something she couldn’t turn down as much as she wanted to. giving him a warm smile, breeze spoke. “you’re so right. oh, and i’m really enjoying the ensemble you’ve got going there –” she motioned towards his outfit “– i’m pretty sure if there was an alice in wonderland porn, you’d be a top contender,” she joked. but did she also mean it? yes.

xander smirked looking down at his feet as he wedged them under the sand then back out again. there was something about sand paired with the breeze and the sound of the ocean. sand on its own was like a sandbox. even those makeshift volleyball courts, no matter who was playing, weren’t quite the same as setting up a net on the beach.

the beach, the beauty, it put it all in perspective as they both indicated in the conversation. this vacation really felt like a long time coming. at least in this moment. he wasn’t sure if it would pan out as something he sorely needed just yet.

the idea of him being in front of the camera for once and in that way caused him to nose laugh a little. he knew she joked a bit, but it also was the whole idea behind the party too. “and you too,” he said, motioning back to her outfit. “it’s nice to see someone repping the incredibles.” and in parallel to the party, costume said a lot about something even if he also let first impressions do the talking too. “and really, elastigirl is one of their hottest characters on her own. just no one talks about it enough.”

#i love it! don't apologize #❝ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ’s sᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ ʜᴀᴘᴘᴇɴɪɴɢ sᴏᴍᴇᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ⎼ 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒔 #❝ ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴏɴ ʙᴀʙʏ ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴀᴜɢʜ’s ᴏɴ ᴍᴇ ⎼ 𝔽𝔼𝔸𝕋 : 𝒅𝒐𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒊𝒒𝒖𝒆 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒓𝒂𝒅

@davidabernathys - ( the buffet )

xander always loved the feeling of california and it was probably one of the many reasons he took to producing movies rather than anything that had him on the east coast more often. even the feeling indoors where his skin felt warm from the last time he’d been outside even if it’d been the day before. it paired nicely with the pull from last night’s alcohol on the bags under his eyes. it’d been a long time since he’d really had and the pleasant tired felt good enough. it made him feel like he was in his twenties again.

shoving a croissant in his mouth, he started piling his plate with a mix of the pineapple and strawberries on the fruit part of the buffet. it was pretty empty around, but it was also still early enough for most people to still be sleeping in. so, he was a bit surprised when he noticed someone come up beside him. he was easy to recognize, the name david abernathy coming instantly to mind, but he hardly ever got the typical starstruck ( symptom of the business ). instead, he removed the croissant from his mouth and swallowed. “i recommend the croissants, but i also haven’t tried any of the muffins yet,” he said, mostly in greeting rather than a typical “hello.”

#❝ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ's sᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ ʜᴀᴘᴘᴇɴɪɴɢ sᴏᴍᴇᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ⎼ 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒔 #❝ ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴏɴ ʙᴀʙʏ ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴀᴜɢʜ's ᴏɴ ᴍᴇ ⎼ 𝔽𝔼𝔸𝕋 : 𝒅𝒂𝒗𝒊𝒅 𝒂𝒃𝒆𝒓𝒏𝒂𝒕𝒉𝒚

mindofthebreeze

when the hotel had announced the beach party, breeze couldn’t help but feel some excitement – especially when she found out the theme. the incredibles was a terribly underrated movie and if you knew how to do it right, one could come across as an incredibly alluring elastigirl. and that’s what breeze planned to do.

her costume had all the right elements. she wore a tube top with the incredibles symbol on the front, red tights with black boy shorts and pair of heels that made her legs look they went on for days.

when she finished getting ready and eyed herself in the mirror, breeze felt a rush of anticipation. if she played her cards right, she could definitely get somebody from the party back to her room tonight. once she arrived to the party, it was in full swing and she knew what she needed to do to get a little loose so she could show off some dance moves. securing a strawberry margarita – with lots of tequila – breeze moved her hips to the beat of cake by the ocean by DNCE as the wind blew her hair, studying the beauty of the ocean that gave her a slight ache for her home in france. awarding a quick glance to the person next to her, breeze said, “do you ever have those moments where you realize how gorgeous the world actually is? i swear we take it for granted all the time.”

the large hat rested tilted on xander’s head for extra effect. the costume party seemed like a perfect mix of interests: a nostalgic love for disney and fairy tales, but wish a not-so-childish twist. it was also a surefire way to learn some aspect of someone’s personality by the character they chose. unless for some reason it wasn’t based on favoritism in any way. but maybe that said enough too.

rolling his shoulders, he glanced around the party for the next person to talk to, whiskey sour in hand. he felt confident tonight would have a good end in someone’s hotel room whether it was his or the other person’s. maybe it would have multiple good ends if he tried enough.

glancing out to the ocean, the woman next to him put his thoughts to words and he had to smile back with a nod. it was hard to hear the waves over the speakers, but somehow it still rose to the competition. maybe the sound was imagined. “we do,” he said, “maybe we make it too easy on ourselves, living far away from places like this.”

#❝ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ’s sᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ ʜᴀᴘᴘᴇɴɪɴɢ sᴏᴍᴇᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ⎼ 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒔 #❝ ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴏɴ ʙᴀʙʏ ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴀᴜɢʜ’s ᴏɴ ᴍᴇ ⎼ 𝔽𝔼𝔸𝕋 : 𝒅𝒐𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒊𝒒𝒖𝒆 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒓𝒂𝒅

mirachandio

Mira couldn’t imagine the comments she’d get from her friends and family if they saw her in her current state. Dressed as a highly sexualized version of Princess Jasmine, lipstick long worn off from a night of heavy talking, and carrying her heels in one hand as she tried to scurry through the Love Hotel at 5:52 am. She’d sworn it’d only been midnight last time she checked, but they do say time flies when you’re drunk and dancing.

She slid into the elevator and was puzzled by the digital button control pad for a few long seconds before making sense of it, and hit the button to start closing the doors.

this time of the morning really wasn’t early or late if you hardly ever slept. insomnia wasn’t a product of work for xander, but sometimes he just couldn’t shut his mind off. tonight, it was for a good reason at least. well, a party at what he planned as an extended stay reason. he gave up on the sleeves of his tattered, bright colored jacket, just draped around his bare shoulders. the hat was left somewhere else, either on someone’s head or on a chair next to an empty glass.

he heard the elevator chime ahead and sped up his steps, jacket struggling to stay on its perch at his shoulders. “wait up, hold the elevator,” he called out, making it just in time to stick his hand through. “who knows how long these elevators take?” he stepped in before he got a good look at the other in the elevator. “miss chandio, it’s been a while.” and wild coincidence meeting there of all places.

#❝ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ’s sᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ ʜᴀᴘᴘᴇɴɪɴɢ sᴏᴍᴇᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ⎼ 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒔 #❝ ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴏɴ ʙᴀʙʏ ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴀᴜɢʜ's ᴏɴ ᴍᴇ ⎼ 𝔽𝔼𝔸𝕋 : 𝒎𝒊𝒓𝒂 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒊𝒐

(elle, 25, she/her, cst) ☼ who’s that hottie, standing outside the love hotel? it’s ALEXANDER WRIGHT, a BISEXUAL CIS MALE, who looks a lot like ROBERT DOWNEY JR! XANDER’s insta bio says HE is a FIFTY y-o PRODUCER and is looking for a fun time this summer. HE is into GROUP SEX & SENSATION PLAY, but not into DEGRADATION & SCAT. by the way, he reminds me of RESTING AGAINST THE DOOR OF A PRISTINE BRIGHTLY COLORED CAR & SHEETS TANGLED BETWEEN LEGS. i have a feeling things just got interesting!

#lvhtl.intros #❝ ɪ'ᴍ sɪᴄᴋ ᴏғ sɪᴛᴛɪɴɢ ‘ʀᴏᴜɴᴅ ʜᴇʀᴇ ᴛʀʏɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ᴡʀɪᴛᴇ ᴛʜɪs ʙᴏᴏᴋ ⎼ 𝒎𝒖𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 #thank you eve for the graphic <3

ohrobertdowneyjr

#❝ ᴍᴀɴ ɪ'ᴍ ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴛɪʀᴇᴅ ᴀɴᴅ ʙᴏʀᴇᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴍʏsᴇʟғ ⎼ 𝒗𝒊𝒔𝒂𝒈𝒆

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