#private island in fiji

[mochie85]

Blue Christmas

One-Shots Masterlist | Complete Masterlist | Secret Santa Masterlist

Summary: You ask Loki to give you something special for Christmas. A/N: This is a Secret Santa gift for @divine-knight-hand. I wanted to give you everything you requested, my love, but I already wrote something similar a while ago. For the sake of not sounding repetitive, I altered your request just a little bit. I hope you still like it. However, please check out the other story because it checks off all your points! And is Christmas-themed! Mayari: If You Let Me. Also, sorry for the cringy title. I couldn't think of anything else. Pairing: Loki x Female Reader Word Count: Over 2.7k Warnings: Explicit. Smut. P in V. Jotunn Loki (yes, cuz he's a whole warning!)

You crossed your legs as the last rays of the sun were trickling down on your body. Your book was discarded on the ground as the condensation from your Pina Colada dripped down onto the side table.

Loki had surprised you and whisked you away to the Fiji Islands for Christmas— no more crowded New York streets. No more dirty ice falling onto you from the splash of an oncoming taxicab. And certainly, no more missions and assignments till the New Year.

It had been an exhaustive nineteen-hour flight. Especially since he didn’t tell you anything he was planning. When you came home to your room earlier that day, you were greeted by Loki with two suitcases on either side of him.

“Merry Yuletide, Darling,” he said as he rolled your luggage over to you and kissed you on your lips in greeting.

“Loki- what?”

“No time to explain, we need to leave now in order to catch our flight,” he said ushering you out the door by patting you on the bum. You jumped up with giddiness, planting a lipstick-stained kiss on his cheek. He was always surprising you with little trinkets and excursions.

“Thank you, sir,” you said in a deep voice.

“Ooh, you dangerous nymph. Go on. I need my wits about me till we get on the plane. I can’t have you distracting me.”

“Then, after?” you asked luring him to a sinful promise.

“After,” he promised in the same breathy tone.

That was two days ago. Loki had kept his promise, and then some- inducting you both into the mile-high club several times over.

Now, here you were in a private villa surrounded by an infinity pool that stretched towards the Pacific, watching your godly boyfriend come out of the water. He ran his hands through his hair, combing the droplets from his tresses. Beads fell down the defined lines of his muscles causing you to heat up in the already balmy weather.

The sight of Loki, wet and in nothing but short swim trunks, was enough to make you convulse. You were sure that if Michelangelo had a model for David, it would’ve been Loki. And knowing Loki, you wouldn’t have been surprised if it was him.

He came up to you, lounging on your chair, and shook his wet hair in front of you to tease you. “St-stop!” you laughed as you playfully pushed him before you got completely wet.

“Awe, come on, Darling. I thought you liked me wet?” he charmed as he sat next to you and leaned in for a kiss.

“I have to admit, it is kind of refreshing.” You said as your hands guided themselves around his slick body. “It’s so hot here. I might need something to cool me down,” you tempted.

There was a flash of understanding in his face. Nights of hedonistic pleasure and anticipation of his moods taught you how to read him. If you weren’t so attuned to him- so zealously infatuated with him and his praise over you, you would have missed it. But you didn’t.

“What’s wrong?” you asked.

“Nothing. I just-” he paused for a second, trying to find the right words. “There was a reason why I chose Fiji.”

“You mean, the beautiful waters and sandy beaches weren’t enough of a reason?” you joked.

“It’s in the southern hemisphere. Which means that it’s summer here whilst still cold and winter back home.”

“Why would the season be an issue?”

“Contingency.”

“Contingency, for what?” you asked confused.

“It was about what you wanted for Christmas,” he answered slowly. Confusion still clouding your memory. Little bits and pieces of a long-forgotten conversation nipped at your mind as you tried to piece together what you had asked him to give you.

As if to remind you, Loki raised his hand and cupped your face. As he did so, his fingers turned a beautiful shade of blue. It was fair, yet sharp. It reminded you of the color of blue thistles on a cold afternoon.

As he touched your cheek, a shiver ran down your skin making you shudder for the first time since you arrived. Realization struck you as you remembered the conversation you two had a month ago.

“I think I know what I want for Christmas,” you lured him in. “And what is that, my Darling?” Loki said absentmindedly while looking through his mission briefing. “You." “You already have me,” he scoffed, placing a kiss on your forehead. “I meant…all of you…the other you…” you trailed silently. Loki looked at you bewildered. There were many nights he had dreamt of taking you in his other form, wondering how you would react to him. He’s postponed showing you this long because he was afraid of his feral nature. He would be at the mercy of his urges and base needs. Loki wasn’t quite sure how to ease you into that new situation. Would he be too much for you? Knowing your adventurous spirit, you wouldn’t mind having his beastly side take you. “Why, you little nymph. Now, why would you want to see that side of me, hmm?”

Excitement bubbled up inside you. “Loki, I-” you started, but he quickly put a finger to your lips to quiet you.

“I want this, Darling. And I want it with you. So, if at any point in time, you want to stop, you know our safe word.” You nodded your head enthusiastically and Loki chuckled. “But I should let you know, that…there was a reason why I’ve waited this long to show you. I become somewhat different when I change. Jotunns, in their very nature, are severe. Harsher. They have to be, to live in the climate they do, and survive.”

You sat there, fervently hanging onto every word Loki was saying. “We relied upon each other for strength, for warmth, basic needs…” Loki trailed off, tracing your lower lip with his cold finger.  “You can imagine the creativity we had in finding ways to keep our blood warm and stave off the frigid climate.” You nodded solemnly at his words as if they were gospel.

“If we do this, I need you to be in control. Do you understand me, Darling?” he asked, inching closer to you. You felt a shiver run down your body. You focused on his eyes as his lips weaved a spell for you to follow. “I won’t know how much is too much. How rough is too rough.”

Loki grabbed your hips and sat you on his lap. The sudden move made you yelp into his arms. “Sorry, my dear. You see, I’m already too excited. My body is reacting to you.” He ran his nose up and down your neck. His cold hands encircled your back, caging you on top of him. “I’ve wanted to take you like this for so long.” His hands entwined themselves with your hair and pulled as his lips met yours in a crushing kiss.

You held on tightly, with your legs wrapped around his waist, as Loki stood up and walked both of you to the edge of your bed. When he broke the kiss, you heard him moan before he continued to suck a bruise onto your neck.

You felt his body change. The hairs atop your skin began to stand as the temperature began to drop. The once-sweltering heat that prickled your skin was replaced by the cool tingles of his touch. It surrounded you and enveloped you in a cold caress. You finally understood the need for a warmer climate. With a slight force, he released you from him, falling onto the soft mattress below.

That was when you had your first glimpse of his true self. The beautiful shade of blue you had seen earlier spread throughout his body. His form was somehow sharper, more jagged. Yet still soft and giving. He had markings defined by fine lines and grooves. They traced over his muscles and sinew, highlighting the best parts of himself. You followed them with your eyes as it led your stare down to his protruding cock. Your jaw went slack as you noticed how hard he was for you already.

Loki watched you appraise him. Your wanton eyes grew darker, and your breathing got quicker. His senses picked up every reaction that your body was going through. He was prepared to confront your fear or disgust, but he couldn’t see that in your face. Instead, he saw hunger and need. He could smell your desire growing for him and it made him feral. He wrapped his hands around his shaft, stroking himself to the sight of you, ready and waiting on his bed.

Loki felt ravenous as he knelt over you on top of the sheets. He spread your legs apart, seating himself in between the warmth of your thighs. His heavy cock resting atop your wet cunt. His hands eagerly tore up your swimsuit as they explored and venerated your body. His lip’s sole mission was to mark bruises where his hands had trailed, following the chill of his touch.

“…Loki…”

“Shh, Darling. I won’t hurt you. Unless you want me to,” he winked as he nipped the underside of your breast. Too many emotions. Too many thoughts. They were swirling at the forefront of his mind wanting to be said. His desire for you was overwhelming him.

In this form, he felt more primal. His emotions were stronger and almost frightening, but all he felt was fire. Everywhere. An all-consuming heat that wouldn’t dissipate until he had claimed you. His need for you was never as aggressive as it was right now. If he wasn’t careful, he knew he could easily hurt you. He needed you to be in control.

“Don’t stop,” you begged him.

“And what would you have me do my Darling?” he breathed onto your skin. “Tell me, and I will comply.” Loki was giving you the green light. The authority to take over because he wasn’t sure if he could be gentle enough not to harm you.

Oh, but the fire. The fire inside him wouldn’t relent. “Shall I force my cock down your throat till you gag for me to stop?” he suggested with a grin. You bit your lip and moaned as the image took hold in your mind. You moved your hips involuntarily, rubbing against his hefty shaft.

“Maybe I’ll edge you for the rest of our stay. Keep you here tied to our bed, my little slave, until I’ve properly bred you.” Loki seized your lips and held you down on the bed. His cold hands capture your wrist in an icy grip.

“S’cold,” you gritted.

“You can take it. You don’t mind a little bit of frostbite. Don’t you, my love?” He ground his hips as he bit into the soft flesh of your shoulder, leaving teeth marks in their wake. You felt his hard cock rub against your sensitive nub. It elicited the most erotic noise from your lips. Loki fought to keep his composure. With every moan you made, it got harder and harder for him to control his urges.

“I thought this was supposed to be my Christmas present,” you sighed, regaining some form of authority and clarity. You intertwined your fingers with his and signaled him to turn over with your hip. You pushed his shoulders down onto the bed as you straddled his waist.

Loki looked up at you in all your glory. Your beautiful face shining down with love and adoration was enough to heal the worry and anxiety he was feeling. “I want to admire my present,” you pouted as your eyes took all of him in.

His mischievous smile broke through as he raised his arms and placed his hands behind his head. “As you wish,” he hissed as the corded muscles in his biceps swelled.

You traced his beautiful blue markings down from his arms to his pecs. “You’re beautiful,” you whispered absent-mindedly, getting lost in the exploration of his body. Loki blushed at your words. He had never heard that word describe his Jotunn form before and it ignited a warm glow inside of him. Different than the fire, but still heated.

You leaned over him as your study led you to his neck and handsome face. You traced his dark lips as he opened them. His bright ruby eyes concentrated on you. “I love my present,” you whispered before you gently kissed him. “Thank you.”

Loki deepened the kiss, his tongue invading yours, as he wrapped his arms around you once again. His cold touch left a trail of goosebumps as he squeezed and grabbed your ass. He raised you slightly with one hand. And with the other, he guided himself into your entrance. The slick of your arousal coating the tip of his hard cock. “Are you ready for me?” he grunted. You nodded your head, keeping your lips on his, not wanting to break contact.

He thrust deep into your body. His heels held on against the mattress of the bed. He held your hips stable as he continued to drive upwards slowly- savoring how snug you were around him.  Every pull of your tight pussy made him moan your name. “…yes…”  he whined.

You sat up, holding onto his shoulders for support. “I need you, Loki,” you pleaded. Your nails dug into his dark skin as your hips took over his strokes. “…deeper…faster…”

“Take me then, Darling. Use me.” He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He wanted to do this for you. To be good for you. With each push of your hips, he unraveled each time. Crowning to a tight knot in his abdomen.

You waited patiently for him to open his eyes and see the love and pride you had for him. When he did, you were met with an intense sparkle of carmine. Desire and vulnerability shone through, swirling in his gaze. His brows furrowed with pleasure as he bit his lip. “…oh, fuck…” he cried.

You moved faster. Your swollen clit rubbed against his dark curls adding to the already heightened pleasure you were building. You took his hands from your hips and guided them up your body. You placed them over your bouncing tits and he squeezed- rubbing your hardened nipple with his thumb.

“That’s my good little whore,” he gasped. “You like it rough don’t you?” You squeezed tighter around him in answer and Loki couldn’t stop the wolfish grin on his face.

He swallowed thickly watching you enjoy his touch. “Loki” you screamed. The only indication that you had reached your climax and was about to topple over. You trembled over his body screaming his name over and over as you came down from your bliss.

“Don’t stop, Darling.” He pushed harder into you. “Ride me,” he commanded. Loki watched as you clenched around his hard cock- disappearing into your wet folds. The sight was enough to make him tremble.

God, he was so much bigger in this form. You had to push hard to meet the hilt of his shaft. You raised your hips and dipped back down eliciting the deepest groan fleeing his lips. “That’s a good girl,” he whispered. “Fuckin’ good girl.” His head tilted back and the desire to claim you came back. He had to take you faster. Harder.

He dug his heels back into the mattress and slammed his hips upwards. The gasping air leaving your lungs, the wicked moans filling his ears. All of it coerced him to cum inside you- finally releasing his pent-up yearning. Loki couldn’t stop the moans or praises leaving his lips. Your name peppered in with teasing curses and praises.  “You always know how to make me feel good, don’t you, pet?” he prized as he took a deep breath to steady his exhaustion.

“Mmm, yes sir.” You kissed him ardently, taking his breath away from his already spent lungs. You trailed your kisses down to his neck and onto his panting chest. Each kiss made your lips tingle and chilly.

“We should probably get ready for dinner. What say you, my love?”

“Hmm? Maybe in a while…I’m not done playing with my Christmas gift yet.” You responded as your lips traveled further down towards his already hardening cock.

Loki smiled as he closed his eyes, savoring the feel of your warm tongue on his cool skin. “In a while,” he repeated. “Fuck…in a while.”

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[battymommastuff]

The Loop [Lighting Strikes Twice]

Batmom x Batfamily

Prompt: Okay, what the hell is happening? She was perfectly fine...she was safe

Masterlist Part 1 Part 2

TW: DARK THEMES AND DEATH

Here you were making your delicious birthday breakfast. Here you were making your delicious breakfast...with your entire family watching you. You were glad that the kitchen was big enough to fit so many bodies inside of it. "I really don't need all of you to watch me. I'm sure I'll be perfectly fine cooking the eggs." You said jokingly, obviously unaware of what's been happening to you. After beating the eggs, you turned to grab a knife so you could slice the bacon.

"NO!" Your entire family screamed out, making you nearly drop the sharp blade on your foot. Dick jumped over the counter that separated you from the rest of them, and took the knife from you, "How about you let us make the breakfast. Hell, most of us have watched you do it since we were kids." Dick said and nudged you out of the way.

"Dick I-" You were cut off by Bruce pulling you further away from your oldest son and towards him, "Why don't we take the plane somewhere? FIji? It'll be just the two of us" Bruce asked hoping that you would readily agree. You did. It's been awhile since you had the chance to be alone with your husband.

After he sent you upstairs to pack, he turned to everyone else. "We can't let this happen again." He said instantly switching from happy husband to The Dark Knight. "Both times she's...died, we were in Gotham. Leaving the city has to be the solution. I want everyone on watch. We WILL make it through today." Bruce said and several heads started nodding.

What they didn't know was that you didn't go upstairs. You were leaning against the wall right outside of the kitchen. You knew that your family could act weird at times. They run around kicking crazy villains in the face at night, but this was different. They all looked at you as if you were the one they were trying to stop. As you listened to what Bruce said, your face formed into a frown. Were they talking about you? You didn't die...you were standing right there.

Before you could listen more, Alfred opened another door to exit into the hallway, so you quickly made your way upstairs to pack.

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You gave each member of your family a warm hug before boarding the private jet. Each of them hugged you back as if they would never see you again. It made what you heard even more suspicious. They were keeping something from you, and you were going to find out what it was.

After boarding the plane, you sat down across from your husband who gave you a warm smile. He loved you to pieces...he truly truly did, but that man never smiled. The only time he ever smiled was in front of the press. Normally you would bombard him with questions, but he could still exit the plane if he needed to.

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Now that you were up in the air, you took your seatbelt off to relax. "Bruce, what's going on?" You asked as you crossed your leg over the other. You were dressed in attire for an island and he was too. He wasn't lying about going to Fiji, "Was the fight with the League over me?" You asked your second question before he could answer the first.

"Nothing's going on Y/N. We just wanted to spend a little time with you on your birthday. The trip to Fiji was a last minute thing." Bruce was a good liar. He had to be for what he does with his freetime, but that didn't matter now; You knew something was wrong.

"That's interesting, I'm always able to use a knife to cut food. Today you all lost your mind as soon as I picked it up." A small smirk made its way onto your face. That smirk always appeared when you caught someone in a lie. You could see the confidence start to weaken on Bruce's face after you said that. He knew that they acted out too quickly. They should have kept their composure.

"Also, I happen to overhear your little conversation with our kids after I left the kitchen." Game over. You knew something was up, and Bruce knew he couldn't talk his way out of this one. There was a reason he was trying to get you to leave Gotham, and you had him in the perfect place to figure out what it was.

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"So who's trying to kill me?" You asked after a long pause between the two of you. Bruce tensed up, and you frowned. A death threat or attempt on your life wasn't anything new. You were Bruce Wayne's wife, and Batman's wife. Those who hated the Waynes lashed out at you, and the ones who knew of Batman's identity also lashed out at you.

"We don't know...we've...um..." Bruce's voice started to crack as he struggled to find the words to say. He didn't know how to explain this to you without freaking you out. Everyone loved to say that you were the perfect woman to be Batman's wife. He was known as the World's Greatest Detective, and that skill bled into you as well.

"Bruce?" You said softly after your husband completely broke down. His hands covered his face and he rested his elbows on his knees. This wasn't anything new. He would have moments like this a lot...when he thought about his parent's death. You knew there was magic, and things that couldn't be explained in this world.

"How many times have I died?" You asked, resting your shaky hand on his forearm. While there were magical villains, there were also villains that could manipulate time, "Bruce, please talk to me."

Bruce moved his hands away from his face, and he let you interlace his fingers with yours. Your wedding bands rubbing together in an oddly comforting way to both of you, "Twice...the first was at a party we threw to surprise you...the second...you were stabbed by someone...we still don't know who it is. Then we all wake up, the kids and I. We wake up and it's today all over again."

Any normal person would have quickly dismissed this as a lie, but after seeing the things you've seen? You weren't questioning it at all. "I'm sure we'll figure this out. We're out of Gotham, surely whoever is trying to kill me can't follow us here." You reassured him then climbed into his lap, "Let me distract your mind. Just lean back, and I'll take care of you."

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Bruce rested his head on yours as you slept in the seat next to his. His arm wrapped tightly around your shoulders, and yours were hugging his waist. He looked at the time on his watch, and saw that time had passed, you would have been dead by now. Bruce let out a breath of relief when he saw that.

It seems like he was right, leaving Gotham was the answer. Now he needs to keep you hidden until they find whoever is doing this to you.

Or so he thought...

The weather outside of the plane went from sunny to very cloudy. Those clouds then turned dark as thunder rumbled from all around them. Bruce felt an odd sense of dread fill him as he saw the lighting in the clouds. He didn't see any storms in the forecast before they took flight. That dread soon turned to horror when the lighting hit one of the plane's engines. The explosion startled you awake, and you sat up quickly.

Bruce made his way into the cockpit to find both of his pilots had vanished. There was no way they could have jumped. You both were facing the doorway, you would have seen them leave. He wasted no time in taking control. He could fly the batplane, this was simple work. He would signal the batplane then fly out of the storm. They would make it with one engine, and his plane was very fast.

"Bruce!" You screamed out as you saw another bolt hit the second engine. He saw it as well. He knew what this was. Whatever wanted to kill you had found you. Bruce got up from the pilot's seat, and quickly made his way to you, "There are parachutes, we're going to have to jump. The batplane should be here any second." He then made his way to the bin that held the parachutes.

As if fate was against him, there was only one. The plane was still gliding through the air, but they couldn't wait. Bruce picked up the parachute to try and get you to wear it, but you pushed back towards him, "Bruce no. If this is what you told me, then I'll die..and you'll wake up. In some twisted way, this is the only way we'll both live." You said and forced your husband into the parachute.

"And if it isn't, and this is just fate truly fucking us over...then you still need to survive. The world needs Batman more than it needs Y/N Wayne." That last sentence broke both of your hearts to hear and say. When Bruce refused to move, you were the one who opened the door to the plane.

You braced yourself against the wall, so you didn't go flying out of it, "If you wake up again, save me." You said then pushed Bruce out of the plane before he could do or say anything. You watched as he fell quickly through the air and watched the parachute unfurl.

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Bruce looked up towards the crashing plane, and saw you standing by the doorway. He watched you vanish from the door. You walked back into the plane, and sat down in the nearest seat. You felt tears rushing down your face as you felt the plane start turning down.

The plane would never touch the water below them. The largest bolt of lighting he's ever seen came from the clouds and hit the plane. As if he were watching a movie, the plane exploded. Bruce let out a gut wrenching scream as he watched the explosion fill the sky. Never had he wanted to wake up so badly in his life.

He then saw something slowly falling from the explosion. It was too small to be your body. The batplane flew through the clouds, and Bruce was safe in the pilot's seat. The falling object still fell, and landed gently on the nose of the plane and he felt sick.

Slowly the handle started to spin, and the little clock arms started turning. Despite bullet proof glass separating them, he heard that nursery rhyme that he would grow to hate. Bruce felt his eyes grow heavy and he collapsed back against the seat when sleep took over his body.

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Bruce's eyes opened, and he sat up in his bed. He didn't need to know what the date was or what time it was. He knew the loop had repeated. He knew you were in the bathroom, and he knew that his door was about to open and his family would flood the room with questions. They weren't there this time, and they didn't have to witness what he had to.

On que, the door opened, and everyone made their way into the room. Nothing was said between anyone as they all looked at Bruce, and he looked at them.

You finished up your morning routine, and stepped out of the bathroom. You let out a soft shriek when you saw everyone in your room, "You all scared me. You aren't supposed to be awake yet. I have to make my special birthday breakfast first!"

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[coco-loco-nut]

Daddy’s Girl - Part 2

pairing: Daniel Ricciardo x Stroll Reader

summary: you bring Daniel on the family vacation

a/n: thanks for the request!

masterlist part one

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You invited Daniel to the annual winter family vacation, this year to a beautiful beach in Fiji. Lance has finally just come around to the idea of you and Daniel. It’s also Daniel’s first time meeting your mom, Chloe, and her husband Scotty.

“I’m actually a little nervous,” Daniel says as you board one of your families private jets from Australia, opting for a take off time that will have you landing in the morning.

“I promise there won’t be a repeat of the dinner, just be a little more careful than usual since they haven’t met you yet and you’ll be fine,” you sit in the chair across from your boyfriend.

“I can handle it, for a week of relaxation with my girl,” he smiles at you, “and getting to see you in a bikini,” Daniel winks, never missing an opportunity to turn something dirty.

“If you want to see that all you have to do is ask, honey badger. I hope you brushed up your golf skills too, because Dad will probably want you to go golfing with them, and before you ask, no I won’t be there for you to stare at in a skirt,” you tell Daniel, one step ahead of him.

“How do you feel about joining the mile high club?” Daniel asks, his lips close to your ear once you’ve taken off and the pilot turns off the seatbelt light.

“I think it’s a good thing this is an overnight flight,” you reply, heart beating faster.

“Be a good girl for me and go back to that bed made up just for us,” Daniel instructs, the air thickening between you, so you say the one thing that will mess with him.

“Yes, daddy,” you smirk, moving towards the back of the plane where a bed is made up from the couch.

The pilot wakes you up before descent with an announcement, you scramble to get back into your seat and buckled.

“It’s beautiful,” you gasp as you look out at the island.

“Not as beautiful as you,” Daniel compliments, your cheeks flame.

“Danny, shut up,” your laughter fills the plane. It’s not too much longer before you deplane and a short ride gets you to the rented villa.

“Y/n! And you must be Daniel, welcome to the villa, I’m very happy you made it,” your mom greets you with a hug. Daniel goes for the handshake but your mom hugs him anyway. She still comes on the family vacation despite your dad remarrying. His new wife, Raquel, did not join this time, busy back home.

“Thank you for having me, I hope I’m not intruding,” Daniel says, he’s not always the rakish Australian that you love.

“Of course you aren’t, come in, breakfast is almost ready,” your mom shows you your room first, so you can drop your luggage and change before breakfast.

You opt for a bikini covered by a tee and linen shorts, Daniel goes off of your vibe, wearing something he would back home. The best part about the villa is that all the bedrooms are separated from the main living space and yours happens to overlook the beach with its own private patio.

“We’re on vacation, no need to dress fancy unless it’s a special dinner,” you grab his hand and drag him down to the kitchen table. “Sit, I’ll grab us coffee and food,” you smile, he just follows your lead.

“Daniel seems like a nice guy, Dad spoke kindly of him,” your older sister, Chloe says, sliding up beside you.

“The only thing Daddy doesn’t like is his age. Lancie was mad at me for a while, I guess Danny is his rival,” you tell her everything that you’ve said over the phone before.

“Well you look happy, that’s enough for me,” she hugs you.

“How was the flight here?” you ask, waiting for the coffee to finish brewing.

“Good, poor Lance is the only one who doesn’t have a partner here, but it was a long flight. We only got here an hour before you. How was yours?” Chloe wiggles her eyebrows.

“Very nice, shorter than yours because we left from Australia, but I can say that I am a part of the exclusive club. Don’t tell Daddy, he will actually kill Danny,” you look at her and she just smirks.

“Scotty and I did the same thing on that plane, who am I to judge?”

“Girls, once the coffee is done help me carry in the food,” your mom tells you both.

“You take the coffee in, I’ll help Mom,” you tell Chloe, who doesn’t argue. You follow behind her with plates of food, setting them on the table and taking your seat between Danny and Lance.

“Morning, Y/n,” Lance greets you with a tired smile.

“Morning, Lancie,” you take a sip of the coffee Chloe poured you. Breakfast isn’t too eventful, just quiet chatter as everyone is still a bit tired from the flight.

“I’m going to go sleep a little bit, you are welcome to join me,” you tell Daniel, who happily follows you back to the bedroom. You make sure to set an alarm so that you don’t sleep longer than a couple hours, and it doesn’t take you long to fall asleep, the warm ocean breeze combined with Daniel’s superior cuddles knocks you out quickly.

You spend the rest of your day lounging on the beach, catching up with your sister and mom. Daniel is also on the beach, but he’s talking racing with Lawrence, Lance, and Scotty, even though they all promised that they wouldn’t.

As the sun sets, you all sit down for dinner, prepared by the private chef service that is a part of the villa rental.

“Will you pass me the water, Daddy?” you ask your dad, slightly kicking Daniel as he seemed to start reaching.

“Here you are, sweetheart,” it’s a relief that no one noticed Daniel’s reaction. Once you pout your water, you give Daniel an unimpressed look to which he just grins. You would do anything for that smile.

The next couple days are extremely relaxing, spent swimming in the pool, playing on the beach, and a lot of sex. Daniel couldn’t help the last part, have you seen yourself? You are an absolute goddess, plus your sun kissed skin from all the time spent outside, completely irresistible. You felt the same way, the tropical air making his curls bounce, his tan skin and toned abs, you could jump him anytime.

On the fourth day, Lawrence takes the guys golfing and your mom takes you and your sister to a spa to gossip and relax.

“So, when are you joining the married couple club?” Chloe asks as the three of you are in your massage.

“I’m not sure, Daniel is really focused on getting his career back on track, plus it’s nice to just follow him around the world and not be planning a wedding. If it’s meant to be, it will happen, but it’s still pretty early in the relationship and I am a lot younger than him,” you say, not concerned about holding your thoughts back.

“Honey, that doesn’t matter. If it’s right, it’s right. I haven’t seen you happier with anyone else and the two of you look at each other like you are the only ones in the world. Plus from what I’ve heard you tell your sister, you have a very healthy sex life,” your mom adds to the conversation and you lift your head a little to look at her.

“Mom!” you let out a scandalized gasp.

“It’s natural, it’s a good thing. Just wrap it before you tap it,” she brushes it off, savoring the spa experience.

“Scotty and I have been talking to Lance and Daniel. Lance has said nothing but good things about Daniel and Daniel cannot stop telling us about how much he adores you,”

“I would marry him if he asked, all I’m saying is that there’s no need to rush into it,” you defend yourself, putting an end to the conversation.

“Sir, I would like permission to marry your daughter. I’m not going to ask yet, I think it’s better to wait until we’ve been together for a little longer, but your daughter is the one for me. Y/n is perfect in every way and I want to make her happy for the rest of her life,” Daniel says to Lawrence as they stand off to the side, watching Scotty and Lance tee off.

“No,” Lawrence says, wanting to see the drivers reaction.

“I respect that sir, but I do think that Y/n wants to marry me eventually and if that will make her happy then I will marry her despite your wishes,” Daniel sets his jaw, trying to think where he went wrong. Lawrence didn’t see him make a move to grab the water the other night, did he?

“I’m kidding, son. You have my permission, but if you mess it up, I will end your racing career,” Lawrence smiles, happy that his baby girl is happy and found a life partner.

“Thank you, sir. I wouldn’t expect less,” Daniel breathes a sigh of relief.

When the guys get back to the villa, they spot the girls on the couch, wrapped in light blankets, watching old Disney movies.

“You guys took relaxing to heart. I should’ve joined you instead,” Lance quickly makes his way to couch, squeezing in between his siblings.

“Do you girls want wine?” Lawrence asks, an amused smile on his face.

“Yes, Daddy,” you and Chloe purposefully say in unison, watching Daniel and Scotty restrain themselves at the last second.

“Boys, come help me out,” Lawrence tells Scotty and Daniel, not noticing their reactions.

The next day, you, Daniel, and Lance join Chloe and Scotty on a guided hike. Lance, being the only single one, is relegated to photographer unless it a a group photo that the tour guide offers to take.

On the last day, there is a rain storm, so you spend the day inside playing card games and reading. Like always, you never want to leave, even if you are going back to Monaco.

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tagged: danielricciardo, chloestroll, lancestroll, scottyjames

y/nstroll the kids go hiking in Fiji, what pretty views☀️🌊

user1 I think the Stroll girls have a thing for Australians

danielricciardo the best view was sitting beside me

y/nstroll shut up 😭🫶

user2 oh to be an F1 driver or heiress going on winter break

chloestroll this is my petition for a kids only family vacation soon

lancestroll i second that

scottyjames i third that

danielricciardo i fourth that

y/nstroll guys this is why we have a group chat (let’s book one right now)

claireannstroll my babies ❤️

[dream-world-universe]

Port Denarau Marina, Denarau Island, Fiji: Just a short 20-minute drive from Nadi International Airport, Denarau Island beckons with its serene tropical gardens and an array of enticing amenities... Denarau Island is a small private resort development on the western side of Viti Levu in the Republic of Fiji. Denarau Marina is located in Denarau Island and provides sea transfer services to the island chains of the Mamanucas and the Yasawas. Wikipedia

[lovewillthaw-j]

Matangi / Matagi

The following may be considered spoilers for Moana 2. Although it's all there in the trailer and what I'm writing is speculative.

In the subtitles for the Moana 2 trailer, one of the voices is named "Matangi", who seems to be the main antagonist from her ominous words apparently aimed at Maui "You will be destroyed, and your wayfinder too". The wayfinder likely refers to Moana.

Googling Matangi comes up with 2 groups of results. One is a Hindu goddess called Matangi and the other is Matangi private island, a resort in Fiji. Now which one do you think is being referenced in Moana 2? This is all speculative.

Wikipedia says

She doesn't seem to be evil from this description. Then again, in Moana 1, Te Fiti became a very angry and "evil" Te Ka. But what would the Moana universe have anything to do geographically with India?

How about the Matangi island?

The picture (also from Wikipedia) looks like it came from or inspired the film!

In the trailer, Maui fights bats.

So I googled Matangi and bats, and discovered that bats are endemic to Fiji. Look at this random TripAdvisor review I found:

That description sounds just like what we see in the trailer! Apologies to anyone triggered by bats.

In contrast, Wikipedia says that goddess Matangi is closely associated with the parrot bird.

Thus, I think the Matangi character in Moana 2 is a Fijian character who has power over bats. Whether or not she is the island, or is a human named after the island, remains to be seen.

[ciginatree]

i swear sugar daddy ricky will NOT leave my mind hhnghrnhhrh

need some form of hc im losing my shit ☹️

The fucking chokehold that sugar daddy ricky has on me is unholy

-Maybe you met him online, maybe you met him on tour, the origin didn't really matter to either of you

-He thought you were absolutely stunning and wanted you to be his asap

-The fact that you're a few years younger than him didn't bother him at all

-It started as a one night stand, both of you enjoying yourselves obviously. Then it turned into frequent hookups. Then he started showering you with gifts

-One night he was insistent on taking you to dinner before you went back to his place. It was a relatively nice restaurant, nothing too fancy, but he paid for everything

-The next day you find a box with a note that reads "Wear this the next time I take you to dinner". Inside was a gorgeous, deep purple, cocktail dress with matching lingerie

-The night you wore that dress he took you to an extravagant restaurant miles away. Lobster, filet mignon, wine, anything you could want he paid for

-When you finally went back to his place you spent all night fucking; the lingerie stayed on the majority of the time

-He buys you diamond necklaces, perfume, silk robes, he even leaves straight cash left in heavily sealed envelopes

-You bring him pleasure and happiness, he makes sure to reciprocate even though he's already incredible in bed

-And the gifts don't stop while he's on tour. Packages will show up on your doorstep and flowers are delivered to your work constantly

-As time passes, he flies you out to various tour stops to show you around the cities. Europe, South America, North America, you name it. He flies you out at least once per tour

-The most memorable vacation he took you on was a two week long trip to a private island resort in Fiji. He had been gone for months on tour and wanted to get away and splurge

-He takes you to clubs and parties, showing you off any chance he's able to. After all, you're his princess, his sugar baby; and he shows off what's his with pride

Tags: @abiomens @exitwoundsx @rumoured-whispers

[twistedwonderlandfantasies]

(Repost)

Leona Kingscholar as Your Sugar Daddy 🦁🧡☀️💛💰

Fem!reader

Out of all the boys Leona is like the most careless one when it comes to money i mean Ruggie can testify, dude just flippantly throws his wallet around anywhere and DOES NOT care (can't relate me and the poor people gang r crying aka me and Ruggie) so i can just imagine with his attitude and rich background he would love to see u in that sexy rich shit. ok remember to drink water bye 😘 ✌️

Song- Qveen Herby Sugar Daddy

🧡💛🧡💛🧡💛🧡💛🧡💛🧡💛🧡

- expect random boxes of gifts at your door that Ruggie delivers (this poor guy never catches a break). Beautifully packaged with luxurious ribbons and designer gift bags. When you open it up expect to find fine jewelry (gold, diamonds, pearls, whatever) or a silk dress. Heels? Bags? You name it. The price? Don’t even ask. He wants to see you dolled up at 8, so be ready.

-Besides the gifts, if you two are out somewhere and something catches your eye, it will show up in your room later. Broke your headphones and saw a pair you liked? Boom, yours. Saw you looking at your favorite snack that was on sale, buys you like 10 bags of it.

- If you’re into teddy bears and roses, will also occasionally send those. He will take note of your favorite flowers and soft plushies and specifically send you that. Don’t forget the chocolates! He loves when you run up to him later and talk about how beautiful your bouquet is.

-just spoils you absolutely rotten at this point.

- Dinner with Leona will make you dizzy. If he wants to impress, dude will pay for the best wine at a restaurant without even looking twice at the price. And the restaurant itself has a months long waitlist to even get in, so it's PRESTIGIOUS. French wine? Italian wine? Oh you like the stuff from Spain, sure thing. And yes, the food is served by a personal chef, full course meal of foods you’ve never even seen before. He would ofc have the audacity to say if something tastes awful, meanwhile you’re trying to figure out how to even eat the plate of food in front of you that looks like a piece of ART.

- Leona enjoys the speed. He doesn’t have a nice car— he has nice cars. Newest models of whatever brand you can think of: Mercedes, Lambo’s, even a Ferrari. Loves seeing you try and drive a car that costs more than both your kidneys as your hands shake even holding the keys. “Leona…. I think my fingerprints might damage the wheel…” “don’t be ridiculous. Come on, let me see what you can do.”

- Vacations are the BEST. I’m talking Bahamas, tropics, Fiji, cruise ships and private plane rides to some island that their family literally OWNS. Need a vacation outfit? Shopping spree~ Leona will 100% be seeing everything you wear, including Bikinis or swimwear. Will also buy you the things he likes and convince you to wear them. If you especially love traveling he will frequently plan get-aways for just the two of you.

- If you like getting your hair or nails done, he will always pay for it. He loves seeing you take care of yourself. This includes massages, facials, whatever the hell you want. You always being in top condition makes him feel confident, especially the looks you might get from others where he can then grab you by the waist and let them know this fine piece of work is his.

💛🧡💛🧡💛🧡💛🧡💛🧡💛🧡💛

NSFW

- He enjoys a personal show. I'm talking about throwing bills at you for a lap dance, pole dance, he’d even pay you to play with yourself while he watches. The conditions? He has to control you. If he says do something again, you do it. You finish when he tells you. He picks the lingerie, he gets to rip it off. Leona is ruthless and dominating; his gaze alone is enough to intimidate you into following his every order without question out of fear of what might happen if you disobey. If you are, however, in a bold enough mood to talk back expect no gifts that month, and a painful disciplinary session. “Sit on me like that again… mmm yes good girl. Why aren’t you shaking your ass yet? Want to get spanked again? Tsk.”

- You lost count of how many times you’ve had to give the sucky suck (IM SORRY). I think it might be Leona’s favorite activity, watching you devour his massive cock as he pulls on your hair to force you to take more until you're gagging and tears are forming at your eyes. The way your lips kiss his length, your fingers playing with him; having you literally kneel before this man in submission awakens a primal instinct that drives him feral. Payday’s usually follow in a sore jaw and cum stained face.

- He more rarely gives gifts in person, usually in exchange for something *ahem.* If it’s a particularly valuable or expensive item he wants to see your reaction and saves it for when you two are alone in company. So the things you receive directly from him usually end with a hot and steamy thank you. “Put it on, I want to see it on you while I fuck that pretty body of yours.”

[anonymoushouseplantfan]

I think Ben and Jessica Mulroney definitely stayed at a hotel in Sydney (hey if the ctv/tsn networks were going to cover it for Invictus why not). When the tour went to the islands and New Zealand Jessica definitely must have been staying with them. I think they privately took time off at an exclusive resort in Fiji. I cannot remember if Ben had his sit down with Harry re:Invictus, but I bet Meghan really wanted her own interview to crow about the pregnancy and how great she was.

Oh, bet all those rumors were true. I hope we get confirmation sometime.

[blkkizzat]

KALIIII I, too, am not built for the cold 😩😩 give me the sunnnn. Which made me wanna ask what your dream summer vacay would look likee?

Tonyyyy!!! No right? the cold be fucking up the vibes so hard 😩!

Ooh thats a good question though. I think my dream summer vaycay would be to go somewhere with clear blue waters and white sand beaches. Ooo and stay in one of those little huts on the water so you can literally just jump into the ocean from your window! I'd love to go to Fiji!

Or like on a private island somewhere! I love secluded beaches and nature experiences. I'd love to swim in a cenote somewhere. I know they are super popular in cancun area but i think all the people would mess up the serene vibes haha would need to find a less popular one.

how about you pooks??

[haggishlyhagging]

Far from being eternal, pair-unions developed slowly and precariously over a long period of time. The right of safe passage into the community of cross-cousins was a signal advance over earlier fleeting encounters between the sexes in the forest. But there were still many hesitations, suspicions, and fears between the men of the two moieties, and these were reflected in the relations between the young men and old women.

This precarious situation can be seen more clearly in what is sometimes called the "institution of the visiting husband." In the earliest stage of matrimony the husband was little more than a visitor to his wife's community. He did not start out by occupying a separate house or hut with his wife; he was given accommodations in the male clubhouse reserved for strangers and visiting husbands. There under the surveillance of his wife's male kin he slept and took his meals. A survival of this ancient practice is noted by Webster:

‘In Samoa . . . the young men slept by themselves and received the visitors to the community. In the Fiji Islands at least two Bures-ni-sa, or strangers' houses, were found in every village. In them all the male population passed the night. "The women and girls sleep at home; and it is quite against Fijian etiquette for a husband to take his night's repose anywhere except at one of the public bures of his town or village, though he will go to his family soon after dawn."’ (Primitive Secret Societies, pp. 11-12)

According to some reports, when a visiting husband arrived at the village of his wife, he parked his weapons outside before entering. Others say that he did not immediately walk into the wife's community; he sat down at the outskirts and waited until one of his wife's kinsmen summoned him to the male clubhouse where he was given accommodations.

Thus before men achieved the status of full-fledged husbands, living and sleeping under the same roof with their wives, they passed through an interim period of history in which they were only part-time visitors. Briffault refers to them as "surreptitious" husbands, and to matrimony at this stage of its evolution as "clandestine marriage":

‘Even more extraordinary in the light of our notions than the position of the husband as a stranger, guest or visitor within the group to which his wife belongs is the fact that he is commonly a clandestine and surreptitious visitor. One of the Japanese words for marriage is "Home-iri," which may be interpreted "to slip by night into the house," and the expression accurately describes the mode of connubial intercourse among a large proportion of primitive peoples.

Among the Khasis "the husband came to his mother-in-law's home after dark only. . . . The Tipperah husband gains access to his wife's room like a burglar, and leaves it before dawn. Among the Yakut, the husband visits his wife in a similar manner after dark. . . . The Kuril never visit their wives publicly, "but steal to them privately in the night." Among the Tartars, the bride-groom likewise slips into the bride's house surreptitiously, and he is particularly careful not to be seen leaving it, for her male relatives are waiting, ready to administer a sound drubbing if they should happen to catch sight of him.’ (The Mothers, vol. I, pp. 513-14)

This indicates a certain advance on the part of the stranger seeking a bride; he has breached the "citadel," that is, the sector so carefully guarded because it is occupied by the older women and the children. He is now cohabiting with his wife, in the same sector and even under the same roof as that dangerous old witch, his mother-in-law. His chief concern now is to escape detection by his wife's male kinsmen. We learn from Briffault that often the mother-in-law herself acts as a "go-between" in the cause of love:

‘The Kirghis bridegroom is secretly introduced into the bride's chamber by the "go-between," and he must depart before dawn. . . . In Khorassan, it was the rule for the mother of the bride to introduce the bridegroom secretly into the house by the back door; the male relatives were not supposed to know anything of his visits, and he had to depart before dawn.’ (ibid., p. 514)

The fearsome old witch gradually became transformed into a proper mother-in-law, although she still remained a formidable figure, to be treated with great circumspection. This explains the curious remark made by an Australian aborigine which Radcliffe Brown reports as follows:

‘In its most extreme form there is complete avoidance of any social contact between a man and his mother-in-law. This avoidance must not be mistaken for a sign of hostility. One does, of course, if one is wise, avoid having too much to do with one's enemies, but that is quite a different matter. I once asked an Australian native why he had to avoid his mother-in-law, and his reply was, "Because she is my best friend in the world; she has given me my wife"’ (Structure and Function in Primitive Society, p. 92)

-Evelyn Reed, Woman’s Evolution: From Matriarchal Clan to Patriarchal Family

[420technoblazeit]

LORE RECAP FOR THE MASQUERADE, buckle up because a lot of shit went down. important things in bold as usual

aster enters the masquerade and sees sleep drunk at the bar. they get wasted together. a pig with a saddle is involved, and they may or may not have gotten scammed into a double vacation in fiji

in the middle of the party anathema murders sleep, startling everyone. he doesn't respawn at the bed and everyone panics, thinking he's been perma-killed

an enderchest is placed and aster grabs several enchanted crossbows from it, showing that the contents of their enderchest have changed since they last opened it

soleil seems excited to meet someone, a woman she is convinced will come now that sleep has been murdered. she refuses to provide concrete details on who this person is

people confront anathema and aster persuades him to have a private conversation with them. according to soleil, sleep had his respawn anchor on him and as a result might be permanently dead. anathema was not aware of this and gets upset

aster tells him that his actions have consequences and even if sleep hadnt been permanently murdered, lux would have to deal with the fallout. they specify that they are not defending sleep, simply asking anathema to bide his time if he really wants to take sleep down. anathema continues to insist that he didn't mean to do any damage

sleep's wife miasma traps everyone in the ballroom and sends plagues of silverfish and endermites after them. eventually she shows up in person and kills anathema telling him that he 'was always sick'

aster gives anathema some chorus fruit and teleports out. they meet briefly before aster goes to check on sleep, who has since respawned at the initial spawn area. anathema's sword went straight through his skull and he seems deeply unwell

at his office, sleep clarifies a few things with aster. miasma is indeed his wife and she is far more powerful than anyone else on the server. when he died he also heard a raspy and phlegmy cough. aster suggests that this may be the work of k, and sleep seems to agree

aster meets kota and soleil outside of the palace. kota seems upset with soleil for not providing further details when she knew that everyone is in danger. aster seems far more forgiving, saying that they cannot ask soleil to compromise on that

when soleil leaves they also say that they feel bad for sleep and don't think he should have had to die. they also question what all this means for the kingdom, considering that anathema and lux are very close

on their own, aster talks to their chat in the amethyst cave. they consider the fact that sleep may no longer be able to enforce the contract they signed so long ago. with his recent death they may be able to take advantage of the situation

aster runs into sleep, kota, and soleil on the island above the village. sleep seems terrified of anathema still and kota says that he will take responsibility if anathema does anything else. soleil advocates for putting restrictions or some sort of punishment on anathema, saying that the kingdom will not be safe until he is under control in some way

aster and soleil talk about how they can get out of the contract. currently the contract hinges on two people, sleep and lux. if aster can find a way to gain anathema's trust and then murder him, lux will be distraught and possibly weakened and sleep may be grateful enough to release aster from their contract

while aster does indeed sympathize with anathema and relates to his situation of being manipulated and unfairly targeted by sleep, they are also desperate to be released from their contract. they tell soleil that they will do anything to finally be free. the two of them share a drink as they consider plans to murder anathema

[quixoticcharters]

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Fake Boyfriend (book 6): Final Play by Eden Finley

It’s a vacation none of them will forget.

Before their futures become the present, Noah convinces his friends they need a group vacation—a final play before they’re all tied down by responsibility and unyielding schedules.

Everything is changing.

Marriage.

Kids.

Careers.

A trip to Fiji is the last hurrah to end all hurrahs. And from disastrous marriage proposals to grand gestures to life-changing confessions, two weeks on a private island becomes the beginning of the rest of their lives.

https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/48923590-final-play

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January 31, 2023

My Review: 5/5 Stars

I love when authors do books like this. We get one large final epilogue for all our favorite characters from this series. It's such a nice way to close it out. Each section covers a couple. We start with Matt and Noah, who are hit with some family news which will impact what they want for their future. Then we jump to the Fiji trip for Maddox and Damon and Ollie and Lennon. Maddox and Damon realize exactly what their next steps will be. They know they are ready for forever and also know it's time to put themselves first for a while over jobs. Ollie and Lennon get their first wake up call on their future when they see marriages (or non-marriages) and babies on the horizon. But whatever their future holds, they know it is together. Then we jump to Miller and Talon for their wedding! Which the way the day goes, it is just so them, it's perfect. And finally, Soren and Jet, are hit with what their happily ever will be and it's perfectly them too. And with a final jump ahead, we see how much has changed for all these characters and their futures. Such a fun series overall!

[every-flavored-bean]

Vacation in Paradise: The Best Beach Resorts for Your Next Getaway

Whether you’re looking for a romantic getaway or just need some time to relax and unwind, there’s nothing quite like spending a few days at one of the world’s best beach resorts. From luxurious private villas to family-friendly accommodations, these beach resorts have something for everyone. Let's take a look around the world to find the perfect place for your next vacation.

Casa de Campo, Dominican Republic For those seeking luxury and relaxation, Casa de Campo is the perfect choice. Located on the southeastern coast of the Dominican Republic, this 7,000-acre resort features white-sand beaches, lush tropical gardens and top-notch amenities including golf courses and spa treatments. There are also plenty of activities to keep guests entertained such as zip lining or horseback riding through the resort’s natural beauty.

The Royal Davui Island Resort in Fiji This exclusive island resort is located on Vatulele Island in Fiji and offers guests a truly unique experience. The Royal Davui Island Resort boasts spectacular views of crystal clear waters and lush forests surrounded by beautiful coral reefs. Guests can enjoy activities such as fishing, kayaking or snorkeling in addition to relaxing by one of two freshwater pools or indulging in a massage or other spa treatments. With its secluded location and stunning scenery, this is definitely one of the best beach resorts around.

The Ritz Carlton Bal Harbour Miami Beach If you’re looking for an upscale resort experience right here in the US, then look no further than The Ritz Carlton Bal Harbour Miami Beach. This luxurious hotel offers all the amenities you could want while being within walking distance from Bal Harbour Shops as well as South Beach nightlife spots like Nikki Beach Club and Delano South Beach Hotel & Spa. When it comes to high-end beach resorts with plenty of nearby attractions, The Ritz Carlton Bal Harbour Miami Beach has it all!

No matter where your travels take you, there are plenty of amazing beach resorts around the world that offer something special for every type of traveler—whether you’re looking for luxury or just some rest and relaxation away from home. Use this guide as inspiration when planning your next getaway; each of these beach resorts will make sure that your vacation dreams come true!

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Last Morning in Flores

I allowed myself a sleep in until 7am since is this meant to be a holiday after all! My breakfast today was at Cool Beans cafe, overlooking the lake. It was a huge pile of fresh pineapple, papaya, banana and melon alongside the French toast and then topped off with a latte. I ate in the company of a little cat and a lizard and then asked the guy working there for advice about the boats because I was going to ride one but didn’t want to get ripped off. He gave me a hand drawn map and told me the price was Q10 but warned that they might charge me tourist prices… with the map in hand I set off to the dock to find my ride. Of course there is no shortage of people shouting, “Hey amigo! Need a ride?” So I could jump into the first boat I saw. The ride was very short, only about 4 minutes to get to the little town of San Miguel on the other side of the lake and amigo charged me Q10, no real ripping off anywhere in Guatemala so far! Following the map I walked twenty minutes across the island to the beach on the other side, Playa Chechenal. Supposedly this is a private beach and an entrance fee is required. I didn’t see anyone taking money so I just poked my head around the shore and then headed back inland. The next destination was the site of an archaeological excavation. I’m not sure exactly what they were excavating but there was also a viewpoint through the trees to the island of Flores. I saw some monkeys on my walk through to the other side and set some dogs off barking as I walked back down to the waterfront. I found some good places for photos with the wharf, boats, and a waterfront sign. Got myself a cold bottle of water for the ride back and then boarded a boat back to where I’d started, I finally found myself a Guatemala magnet that worked for me and then went back to the hotel to shower, pack my bag and check out. The taxi that picked me up to take me to the airport had a woman and child in the front seat so it was definitely a collectivo (shared taxi) but he charged me Q50 when I thought it would be Q25. I just gave it to him since it’s only about $4 anyway! Since I was so early to check in I ditched my bag and then walked to the entrance of the airport to a nicely painted plane. I’d seen a lot of street art on the way into the city from the airport but it was too hot to walk around looking at it so I resigned myself to going through security and sitting quietly to wait for boarding. The terminal building was nice and small, with big windows so you can clearly see the runway. I figured we’d be boarding the same plane that’s flying here so made sure to watch for when it landed! The tiny airport and 30+ heat reminded me of Samoa, I think Fiji had a bigger airport but Samoa was very similar to Flores. One controller headed out with his lightsabers and then about 5-6 bag boys and the cart with everyone’s bags followed. A few people stood at the windows to watch the action of the plane arriving, everyone disembarking, bags coming off, toilet getting emptied, gas getting filled up, bags loaded on and then the gate opening for us. When I arrived in Guatemala City I went to find a place to sit to get my hoodie out and repack my bag. Outside was thunderstorms apparently and I had learned my lesson the first time that once you leave the airport you’re out for good! I sat near the tourist information booth and a presumably American girl asked me if I wanted to share an Uber with her to Antigua. I told her I’d already booked and paid for a shuttle at 7.30pm and she reluctantly paid the $12 for the ride out to Antigua. Even that was a better deal than I got but I was determined to see a slice of Guatemala City and not skip it entirely as most people do...