#;; FIRECRACKER ;; aesthetics.
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toyastales · 4 months ago
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Firecracker bacon jalapeño burger 🍔
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h-a-unted · 7 months ago
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From Valorie Curry's Instagram
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disguisedfeelings · 23 days ago
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And now we welcome the new year, full of things that have never been.
Rainer Maria Rilke
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demiurgic-aesthetic · 2 months ago
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The Boys // aesthetic
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shelovesskiez · 3 months ago
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Love, light and happiness.
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© - Shelovesskiez
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m00nb04rd5 · 3 months ago
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Can I have a moodboard for Firecracker Cookie?
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Firecracker Cookie (Cookie Run)
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littleprincerianne · 11 months ago
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did seven outfit boards already so the next characters will be moodboards to change things up ლ⁠(⁠^⁠o⁠^⁠ლ⁠)
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star-struck-au · 8 months ago
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made a moodboard for pre-war Shadesnarl AKA Firecracker! may or may not also inspire their sparkling's design.
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quirk-nova · 2 months ago
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Can I have a moodboard for this Firecracker Cookie costume? Thank you!
https://cookierun.fandom.com/wiki/Witch%27s_Treasure_Party
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“I'm sure the Witch'd like some firecrackers too! NYAHA!”
(Witch’s Treasure Party) Firecracker Cookie (Cookie Run) aesthetic board for @sam-rexian
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aesthetictw · 7 months ago
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— 4th of july
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happy 4th of july everyone 🤍
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aveartz · 7 months ago
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💥 Let sparks fly 💥
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tortoisesshells · 1 year ago
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music asks: 9, 15, 24?? :')
Thank you, kind friend!
9. a song that captures your aesthetic (can be ideal!)
Answered here, but "You're Not Free" comes to mind?
15. a song that reminds you of traveling
Answered here, and "Open All Night" (off Live In Dublin) is a go-to distance running and road-trip playlist song for me. I got three more hours but I'm covering ground, indeed.
24. a song from a soundtrack (musical, movie, video game, etc.)
Answered here (and here, and here), AND: I am, as ever, plugging Herrmann's score for The Ghost and Mrs. Muir: "The Spring Sea". I mean. just. go listen to the whole thing. But "The Spring Sea" is great on its own?
Music Asks
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h-a-unted · 7 months ago
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Love is like a spark of fire Let the wind blow and the flame will grow Pour out your oil in my burning heart Our love is like playing with fire...
— with @phoenix-flamed MISTY, the spark and ELWIN, the flame.
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cselandscapearchitect · 1 year ago
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Creating a Colorful and Biodiverse Garden: Companion Planting with Firecracker Penstemon
Welcome to our gardening blog, where we explore creative and sustainable ways to enhance the beauty and biodiversity of your outdoor space. Today, we’re excited to delve into the world of companion planting with Penstemon eatonii, commonly known as Firecracker Penstemon. This stunning native plant with its fiery red blooms can bring a burst of color and attract beneficial wildlife to your garden.…
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h-a-unted · 8 months ago
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@homelander-rp-blog Our Firecracker and Homie vibes!
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Sabrina Carpenter and Barry Keoghan Please Please Please music video.
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aetherdoesthings · 1 year ago
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more nico robin x gn! reader please 🙏 🙏 🙏 loved the last one 🙌
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hello anon! thank you so much for the compliment!! i'm glad you enjoyed it! i hope you (and everyone else) enjoy this one.
forethoughts: idk this turned out to be four pages long. 1am writing sessions hits different ig.
characters included: luffy, zoro, nami, usopp, sanji, chopper, robin, franky (no brook or jinbei bc i'm still on eneis lobby and don't really have a good sense of their character yet)
notes: pet name 'sweetheart', no Y/Ns, gn!reader, happy new year guys.
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The day before January first was always fun on the Sunny;  you’ve grown to love the parties and festivities the Straw Hats would hold on each seasonal event ever since you joined. Sanji always made the best Christmas breakfast, lunch and (most importantly) dinner. Zoro somehow found a large barrel of ale and miraculously brought it back onto the ship. Franky and Nami would decorate the Sunny, Franky hanging up most of the stockings and Nami commandeering him so the ship would look ‘aesthetically pleasing’. Usopp (with Chopper’s help) would make firecrackers to light up when night falls and the clock hits 12:00am. And the captain himself would be either locked up for trying to steal food from the kitchen or messing up Nami’s decorations. But what were you and Robin doing? Shopping, of course. Docking at the nearest island, Nami had tasked the two of you to go shopping to buy more decorations and ‘cute looking things’. You gladly took up the offer to go out shopping, even though you deemed it boring. After all, Nami was giving you a wad of money to spend (without reimbursing you or Robin), and you got to spend time with your girlfriend. 
“Alright, we’ll pick all of these up before the sun sets.” Robin reassured the navigator, taking the list Nami had made as the two of you made your way into town. All the while, you held onto her hand, forcing you to walk the same pace as Robin did and not speedrun through the whole list. You loved spending time with Robin; you were probably the clingliest person in the entire world. But the idea of going out to buy decorations didn’t stimulate your brain in a way you wanted to be stimulated.
“Don’t rush, sweetheart.” Robin squeezed your hand gently, her head turning towards you. You shrunk in your stature at her gentle words. Robin was very much taller than you, and she loved to tease you about it.
“I’m not rushing.” You answer coyly, meeting her gaze with a playful look.
Robin smiled at your response, fully knowing you were most definitely trying to rush this, just so you could go back to the Sunny to cuddle in bed with her. Your heart melted at her smile, as you immediately slowed down, tilting your head to hide the blush that was slowly spreading on your face.
“I know you find shopping boring, but remember why we’re doing this. Would you like our dear navigator to give you a pounding when she finds out we brought back nothing?” Robin chided softly.
“That’s not going to happen. You’re with me. You’re going to let the list done!” 
“And how would you contribute?”
“Moral and emotional support!” You say adamantly.
Robin raised an eyebrow, chuckling at your response. “My, I was not aware a task like this required moral and emotional support.”
“What if I help carry the bags?”
A warm, gentle finger cupped your chin, as it forced your head to face Robin without using much strength. The finger made your way to your nose, tapping on it as Robin smiled at you. “I would love that, sweetheart.”
You smiled widely like a dumb idiot, intertwining your fingers with Robin as the two of you made your way deeper into the market. As Robin led your body towards whatever stall that had what you were looking for, your mind began to wander. Ever since you and Robin made it official, every Halloween, Thanksgiving, Christmas was always a surprise to you. When you first met the Straw Hat’s archaeologist, you didn’t expect her to be much of a romantic person, and you were fine with that when you got into a relationship with her. She had her own way of showing love, and everytime you saw a glimpse of it, it made you heart melt and feel like you were the luckiest person in the world. This Christmas, she had hung mistletoes on every inch of the ceiling of your shared room and made you reach euphoria that night. Robin was always the best gift giver. It always made you feel bad whenever you gave your gift to her, but her words and hands always made you feel a bit better. But this time, this New Year’s party, you were going to change it. Definitely.
With that challenge in your head, you were stimulated and started to observe shop after shop, hunting for the best gift you knew Robin would like.
But of course, the ever observant Robin caught onto your immediate interest in the stalls on your left and right.
“Is there something you’re looking for, sweetheart?” Robin asked, tilting her head.
You spun your head towards her, trying to put on the most innocent smile you could muster, thinking of the best lie that wouldn’t raise too much red flags. “Maybe.”
Robin looked at you in the eyes, that same poker smile on her face you never could really tell. “Alright, then.” 
She reached into her pocket, pulling out her wallet as she gave you a wad of beli. 
“I’ll meet you back at the Sunny, okay? I have enough hands to help me carry the stuff Nami wants.” She pressed her lips against your forehead, running the backside of her fingers down your cheek.
Your heart warmed, your mind set on the challenge you had set for yourself. You felt bad that you had to abandon Robin, but your mind reminded you what this was all for. You pecked a kiss on her cheek, smiling brightly. “Thanks, Robin!” 
Before you heard her response, you dashed off into the market, hunting for ‘the perfect gift’.
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Your heart was beating and out of sync of your breathing, as your forehead glimmered with beads of sweat. You were certain you made it before Robin, your efforts further strengthening your thought. You boarded the Sunny, hiding your wrapped gift behind your back as you snuck into your shared room. If Nami caught you on board, she would’ve hounded you for the bags upon bags of stuff she had sent you and Robin out, and if she found out you did not have what she wanted, you were certain you were going to get a pounding. 
As you crept towards your room, your mind was racing with all the possible faces Robin would make when you gave her your gift. Shock? Happiness? That one face that made your heart melt and legs wobbly? 
You placed your hand on the doorknob, entering your room…
…only to be met with a sight that made your heart drop and shoulders slump.
Your bed was covered in flowers--the specific type you loved. Petals outlined the bed, bouquets of boquets of flowers placed in the center that formed a heart shape. Jaw agape, eyes wide, you stared at the image in front of you, immediately feeling bad about the gift you held in your numb hand.
No, this had to be a joke. No way Robin, who had to deal with Nami’s monster list, and had to carry everything, made it back to the Sunny before you. Someone on board was playing a joke on you. Then again, no one was allowed into your room except for Chopper and Nami. 
Well, Robin does have her devil fruit. You thought. As if right on cue, the door to your room closed, your body nowhere near the door. You turned your hand around, just watching a pink flower petal drift away before turning your head back to the bed.
“Shit!” You yelped, jumping back as your heart skipped a beat. Robin was there standing in front of you, appearing out of nowhere. You exhaled loudly, recovering from the jumpscare your girlfriend gave you before facing her.
“How did you get here before me?” You questioned.
“There was no list.” Robin smiled at you, taking interest in what you were holding.
“What do you mean, there was no list?” You paused, looking at the wooden floorboard. 
“Nami faked that list.” You stated after a while of thinking.
“She did.” Robin answered.
“So she could help set all of this up?”
“Most of it.”
“So we went out basically for nothing?”
“Not nothing, sweetheart.” Robin advanced towards you, placing a finger on the wrapped box in your hand. “I wouldn’t count this as nothing.”
“Oh! Um, uh, you don’t need to-” You quickly pulled away, hiding the gift behind your back.
“Sweetheart, please. I would like to see what you found in the market.” Robin smiled warmly at you.
Letting out a sigh, you surrendered to her request, putting the gift in front of her. “I-I went around the shops finding everything you like and placed it all in one box for you. It’s just a gift I wanted to give you for New Year’s, since you always give me such good gifts every year and I’m not that good of a gift giver, so-”
“Nonsense, sweetheart. May I open it?” Robin took the gift, admiring the wrapping paper around the box.
“Sure…” You mumbled, watching Robin’s hands rip the wrapping paper off, opening the cardboard box. 
“Sweetheart… this is beautiful.” You looked up from the floor to gaze at Robin’s face. Yep. There was that smile that made your cheeks flush, legs wobbly, and heart skipping. She took each little item from the box, putting it in the air to admire it before moving on to the next. You watched her admire a necklace, a ring, a book she had been wanting to read for a while, and a fountain pen, her smile getting wider and wider with each item.
���Really?” 
“Yes! Oh, I love it so much!” Robin smiled, setting the box on the nearby desk that was covered in books and scrolls. She bent down, hugging you tightly as she kissed you deeply, pulling away to cup your cheeks.
“Sweetheart, your gifts aren’t terrible. Your gifts are always so thoughtful and I’ll always treasure it and hold it to my heart. I love your gifts, I love that you took the time to get the gifts and choose which one you’d think I’d like best. I love you for taking the time to carefully select each item in that box. I love you and I love all your gifts.” Robin pressed her forehead against yours, wrapping her arms around your neck.
You stared into her eyes, your jaw glued to the floor as you stared at her like an idiot. The closeness the two of you were didn’t make the situation any better.
“I love you too, and I love all the gifts you give me every time.” You finally uttered out.
Robin smiled, leaning in to press her lips against yours, as she brought your body closer to the bed, gently pushing you into the bouquets of flowers. She crawled on top of you, those sweet lips hovering above your face.
“Happy New Year, sweetheart.” Robin whispered.
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