#{ Musing: Rei-Rei }

[brandyvampirexx]

She’s so pretty and forever an icon

[sullengirl-888]

me when i go out for once and guys ruin the good mood i’m in by staring at me like i’m a piece of meat

[thedaintiestdoll]

Please Lord, make me the prettiest girl he's ever seen let me be his angel so serene

[volatilemask]

muses

[backto8lack]

this is all I need right now

[iwishyouhear]

[binkbonkers]

my dad is like “you listen to a lot of female artists” and my lesbian ass just has to sit there and take it

[kingcrustable]

[desire444lust]

muse

[d4djobesemuses]

Rei was beyond excited, she hadn't even considered going to a pool in so long, but she felt so lucky when she discovered the Ohara Hotel's store went up to 10XL in the swimwear sizes, and all of incredibly high quality too!

After purchasing herself a pair that fit just a little snugly, Rei checked in, had a "light" three hour breakfast in the hotel's buffet, leaving Rinku to gorge just when she felt appropriately stuffed, and made her way to the hotel's swimming pool.

Perhaps it was the day, or the angle advertising to obese idols primarily, but Rei thanked whomever let the pool be completely empty at this hour of the day.

Taking plodding step after plodding step, the enormity of Rei was undeniable, round cheeks leading to a hefty, wobbling double chin that completely obscured her neck, glistening sweat rolling from it and down her hefty chest in it's quite revealing swimsuit top, it left very little to the imagination, resting atop the star of the show, her wobbling orb of a belly that hung down halfway to her knees, it was a singular slab of fat, slapping with wet plops at every step against her meaty thighs as sweat dripped like a showerhead onto the poolside floor, some ending on her fattened feet, too disfigured by fat to provide the perfect balance, forcing every step Rei took to be even more calculated than it would have already been.

And although walking down a flat surface was a challenge, it was one that the former pianist relished in, the issues only truly began once she reached the pool itself.

With a nervous gulp, Rei slowly lowered a foot onto the first step, and immediately felt years of neglecting her muscles catch up with her, strain went through her left leg as well as shock from the cool temperature of the pool's water.

"Ngh- ghahh... this is... hahh... a problem...!" She worried out loud, not aware that a certain bluenette just might be within earshiot

@sandwichsakurauchi

[sullengirl-888]

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[fashionitgirls73]

clara ୨ৎ

[terranceloves-u]

[urfavouriteg1rl]

amanda seyfried🐰

[timeguardians]

@olderskywalker answered:

"Oh but you are, even if I have to use force" Lexus spoke as he uses the force to hold Rey in place so she couldn't run from him "Your mine now..." He said before looking at the men that were with him "Bring her to my ship and have her ready."

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Snappish, defiant eyes stare at him in bewilderment. Rey has DONE nothing to deserve this. She flinches, fingertips just barely getting the better of her staff when her entire form freezes up hard. She finds herself powerless to fend him off, despite the snarl blossoming upon her usually gentile features. "Respectfully, no." She hisses. "I belong to no one." But she knows, quite too well, that she is his. At least, his prisoner.

She gasps, amazement echoed upon her countenance as she is dragged to the menace's ship. "Ready? Ready for what?" Rey tremulously rasps. A fearful pallor overtakes her.

[ruminiscence]

Paris: A Year Abroad in a short film

Audio: "Burnt Norton" by Lana Del Rey, a rendition of the original poem "Burnt Norton" by T.S. Eliot.

Where do I even start? Paris has wholly shaped me in ways I never imagined. We refer to Paris as the city of love, but I'm now more inclined to call it the city of art - which only leaves more room for love in your heart. There is so much to contemplate and appreciate in frequenting the vast array of art museums here - from the Louvre, Musée d’Orsay, Musée de l’Orangerie, the Centre Georges Pompidou, and many more. Not only has my perspective on art expanded, but so has my worldview. That’s because art is truly everywhere in this city; art can be found in the walkable streets amidst the rich architecture, the fashionable outfits seen in daily life, and even the exquisite decor in stores and when you cheekily peek into Parisian appartments!

There's always something new to discover in Paris, I'm almost saddened at the thought of the things I've yet to discover or missed. The treasures to unveil in Paris move far beyond the typical tourist hotspots we all know and love. I am obsessed with Parisian boutiques; they are chic and unique (that unintentionally rhymed) in the best way possible. One of my favourites is La Tonkinoise à Paris, located in the 11th arrondissement. This particular arrondissmenet is the best in Paris to be honest, it holds a special place in my heart as I had the wonderful opportunity of living there, so perhaps you can say that I am somewhat biased. Still, I can confidently say that this animated, hip and creative neighbourhood is one everyone should have the chance to explore.

La Tonkinoise à Paris, owned by the lovely Chantal, is my favourite hidden gem in Paris. I had the pleasure of befriending Chantal as I ended up frequenting her store one too many times; I've garnered quite a collection over time. This boutique offers a wide range of eccentric and sustainable jewellery, with her earring creations being the show stoppers, in my opinion. Her jewellery is composed of rings, pearls, brooches, charms, and watches, all unearthed in flea markets and recycled. I love that every piece of jewellery indeed is a unique piece. The decor changes based on the season and theme of her new collections, making it an ever-changing and exciting shopping experience. This is honestly the best jewellery store I have ever been to in my life! I wish the pictures I took could do the jewellery and the boutique's decor justice, but it simply won't, I'm afraid.

Now, onto food, I genuinely need to figure out where to start here. My favourite authentic French restaurant would have to be 'Le Potager du Père Thierry', located in Montmartre. Although it's incredibly small, I love the cosy vibe; I feel like I can enjoy delicious food with friends without feeling surrounded by strangers. Surprisingly, it's also very quiet (yet packed) - I guess the food is just too distracting.

As of late, my favourite non-french restaurant has to be 'Big Black Cook' (let's ignore how inappropriate that pun is, though funny). It's located in the 2nd arrondissement and serves Caribbean food, my friend claims that it was the best meat she's had!

For brunch, I recommend Café Méricourt in the 11th arrondissement. Their green Eggs & Feta are absolutely incredible and quite innovative as far as brunch places go.

As for a boulangerie - seriously, anywhere, literally anywhere in Paris, go to your nearest bakery; there need not be a big fuss - you're in for a scrumptious baked treat regardless!

I'm ever so grateful for the chance to have lived in Paris for an extended period; you cannot appreciate Paris in its entire splendour from a mere short-term visit. The city is an actual work of art; art is everywhere in the city, from the street performers and musicians, the light filters through the trees, the city's many architecturally rich bridges, the picturesque cafés and boulangeries, the beautifully presented food, the way that the city's many different neighbourhoods each have their own distinct character and vibe. In Paris, art is everywhere.