#24k gold notes

[worksmarter4yourfuture]

24K Gold Note 7 Pillars of Humanity Set from the Seven K Auto Saver Program

The 24K Gold Note 7 Pillars of Humanity Set is a replica of the Roots Of Humanity project from Tom Holdman studios.  Each gold note is a replica of the 7 stained glass art panes created in the Pillars of Humanity.

Each gold note is 1/200th troy Ounce of Pure gold (0.9999) and comes graded a PMG 70 Gem UNC to help preserve it’s beauty for generations to come!

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[anna-naturalproducts]

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[witekspicsbanknotes]

CHINA - 2 golden banknotes for collectors with kung fu master BRUCE LEE.

[kaciebello]

What do the boys get you for your birthday ┌iii┐♡

Slytherin boys drabble Summary: The boys and birthday troubles Note: Can you tell yet? Masterlist

Mattheo Riddle

Gets you everything on you list and more. Cannot spoil you enough. You wanted the 24k bracelet? He has it. You want the latest Lego? There you go. You want next volume of your favorite book that has not been released yet? No problem. Do not try to say you only want like one nail polish. Will take is as an insult if you don't use him for his money on your birthday.

Theodore Nott

My boy forgot and still got you the best gift. Now do not fear he did not forget your birthday, no no. He forgot to get the gift. He spend all this time trying to figure out what to get you, boom, time is gone your birthday is today. Someone he gets the best thing. Will repeat this again next year. May her you Lego flowers, promises to build them together, ends up just watching you while you build it.

Draco Malfoy

Will get you the most expensive useless thing he can think of. Not on purpose. Well no, it's kinda on purpose. He wants to ger you something unforgettable. Yet he forgets it like need to work too. The type of person to give your apple watch wrist band in your favorite color, forgetting you actually don't own apple watch. Don't ask him why you need it. He does not know the answer.

Blaisie Zabini

Will get you the J&F. Flowers and jewellery. Big ass bouquet of flowers that you have nowhere to put. And the newest jewelry. Nothing tacky tho. Something he himself would wear and things it would look pretty on you. Does remember whenever you wear silver or gold. Will get something matching too. If he doesn't find something in the shops he dives in his mother's jewels and calls it a family heirloom. Never gifts rings, those are for different occasions.

Lorenzo Berkshire

He somehow got you a gift you didn't even know you wanted. How? No idea. Perhaps he asked the teacups, he won't tell. Like how could you know you, him and your cat needed matching pyjamas, your should have knows that. Don't look at the pricetag, he certainly didn't. Wrapped it nice. It's either very pretty gift bag or purposefully over wrapped gift. There are balloons tied to the gift, just for fun

[luvneymar]

# PRINCESS TREATMENT! — footballers

— SUMMARY: you show off the princess treatment you get from your footballer boyfriend! (part 2!)

CONTENT: fluff, footballers being simps, light jealously, light sensuality, sexual themes in messi’s drabble

PARINGS: young!messi x reader, young!christiano, barça!neymar x reader, jude bellingham x reader

NOTE: feel free to change anything about the dress or the jewellery 💕

NEYMAR JUNIOR — credit card!

“Angel, o que você está olhando?” Neymar kissed your forehead before plopping down beside you sliding his hand to your waist. You took a sip from your red wine before answering him “Online Shopping.” [What are you looking at?]

You were currently shopping on Van Cleef & Arpels for the trending Vintage Alhambra set, your friend had showed it & you couldn’t help but take and interest in it.

“Hmm, do you like it?” Neymar asked kissing down your neck till he reached your collarbone, you curl your hand around his head as he nipped at your vanilla scented soft skin. “Yeah it’s beautiful. I prefer it in red though.”

You took another sip of your wine as you placed the last item of the set in the cart inching the total amount above 60,000. You took a deep sigh placing your wine cup onto the coffee table in-front of you.

“Something wrong princess?” Neymar asks slightly concerned with the look on your face, you shook your head slowly tapping the arm-rest of the couch with your nails before pulling his head onto your lap with his hair scratching against your exposed thighs.

“Nothing, I just feel bad spending your money.” You muttered out, not used to living such a lavish lifestyle to this degree & having everything at your fingertips was a constant battle with your impulse control issues.

He sat up slowly looking deeply into your eyes, he had a serious look on his face but all you could see was love and affection seeping from his pores every second he stared into your eyes.

“My love, what does life mean for me if I can’t spend money on the woman I love? My money is your money & your money is your money.” Hearing that shut down any type of insecure thoughts still lingering in your mind.

As your eyes focus’s on his he grabbed the back of your neck moving aside any stray hair and pulled you in for a soft kiss. Neymar smiled into the kiss as he can taste your strawberry chapstick on his tongue.

You pull away from the kiss staring at your boyfriend who just sat in front of you with a cocky look on his face wiping away the saliva from his lips as he later back down hands behind his head your exposed lap.

“Buy anything you’d like love, my money is for you & you only.”

CRISTIANO RONALDO — expensive jewelry!

“Which one would you like beautiful? Pick anything you like.” Cristiano whispered into your ear as you skimmed the different glass boxes filled with 24k+ different types of diamonds, golds & other expensive stones.

He had to practically beg you to go out with him today as you were feeling a little down lately but he knew you’d like what you were looking at. “Relax baby I’ll choose one.” You giggled walking to the other side of the boutique to look at the emerald stones.

You weren’t a big fan of dark swampy colours of greens but something about emerald jewels just caught your eye in a way other gems couldn’t; except diamonds of course. Apart from Cristiano; Diamonds were your 1 true love.

“Excuse me how much is—” Just as you were going to ask the salesman the price of the necklace + earrings set you just found Cris had interrupted you placing his hand over your mouth. “Hi can you grab this for us please? Thank you so much.”

As the jeweller prepared the necklace Ronaldo had pulled you into a secluded area of the store placing a finger over his mouth signalling you to be quiet. “Love, don’t ask for the price when you’re out with me. Ever. If you’re with me just ask for what you want.”

“Okay, Mr. Ronaldo.” You pulled him by the tie for a quick kiss where he wrapped his arms around your waist inching his hand down towards your ass giving it a slight squeeze.

You both pulled away walking back to the salesman with his hand still on your ass who was calling your names. “Mr. Ronaldo, this is a 24 carat, hand crafted, €310,000 necklace. All the diamonds here are—”

“I know you’re just doing your job but I’m sure my girlfriend here doesn’t care about all the statistics. Please box it for her & send me the bill.” Cristiano cut the salesman off once he noticed you weren’t paying 1 bit of attention to the details of the necklace + earring’s history.

“Right away.” The jeweller smiled before walking away to get the actual product out the back to begin packaging it. Once he walked away you turned to Cris and pulled him in for a kiss cupping his face.

Once you both pulled away he wiped away some dust from your face with his thumb while staring into your eyes as if he had been hypnotized by you. “What was that for?”

“You don’t like my kisses anymore?” You questioned pulling him to whisper in his ear, he chuckled lowly rubbing circles on your ass.

“No, not that. You rarely kiss me in public if it isn’t a secluded area.” You looked up at him with your (colour) doe eyes as you watched him swallow nervously loosening his tie.

“Well you just bought me €300,000 diamond necklaces. It’s your reward.” Dragging your finger down his chest & looking up at him with your eyes filled with a look of seduction & affection.

“If spoiling my lover gets me rewards like this you can pick out anything you like in the store. We won’t leave till your satisfied.”

JUDE BELLINGHAM — shoe strap!

“Darling are you finish yet? We have to leave soon.” Jude walks into your shared bedroom & watches you finish the final touches of your make up dress still unzipped and different pairs of heels spread around the room.

“Sorry baby, I was having trouble zipping up my dress then I couldn’t pick between a few heels.” Seeing him walk into the room made you go faster than you already were. Feeling his hands on your shoulders calmed you down.

“Don’t stress, I’ll help you.” He motioned you to sit up from the ottoman, feeling his cold hands against your exposed warm back sent electric waves down your spine giving you goosebumps all over your arms.

As Jude’s hands zipped up your dress you stared him through the mirror watching his every move. Once he was done he spun you around and kissed your forehead placing his on-top of yours.

You both stayed in that position for a while before he pulled away and made his way towards your shared walk-in closet coming back your YSL heels. “Oh not those they’re soooo hard to walk in.”

You complained walking towards the bed to pick up a different pair of shoes. He placed the shoe box beside you taking the pair of Red Bottoms and flinging them somewhere around the room. “You look stunning in them, if your feet start to hurt I’ll carry you. Okay?”

“…Okay” You responded sticking out your foot so Jude could put on the first shoe, you felt like Cinderella when she lost her glass shoe & the prince came to personally return it to her.

“Stand up baby.” Jude helped you stand up from the bed as if you were made of glass holding your waist as he hoisted you up.

Jude bent down to adjust the strap of your heel around your ankle, once he was done he lifted your foot to kiss the side of your ankle before going to the other one.

As he did the same to your left foot he hadn’t notice your phone recording him as he looked back and saw you recording a tiktok through the mirror behind you. “Enjoying showing me off?”

You giggled pulling your foot away once he was done he placed your foot on the ground and stood back up, you placed your phone in your purse and turned around to place it on the bed putting in your lip-gloss & power in your bag.

As you put the rest of your items in your bag you felt Jude’s hands slip around your waist pulling you closer towards his body, you hadn’t thought anything of it until you felt something firm against your ass.

“Is that what I think it is?” You turned around to face him looking into his brown eyes which was filled lust & affection. He took your hand and tried to place it on his hard-on. Just for you to pull away.

“Uh huh, We’re going to this dinner Mr.” You pulled away and walked away towards the hallway with Jude jogging right behind you

“Can we at-least leave halfway?” He asked stopping you by grabbing onto your hand intertwining your fingers with his. “Maybe.”

“God you drive me absolutely insane baby.”

LIONEL MESSI — shopping spree!

“Sweetheart are you done yet?” Leo asked from outside the dressing room where you were currently trying on your 7th dress from the store.

You had asked to spend the day with him & when he decided to go to a shopping centre you knew were going to walk out of their a few thousand dollars poorer.

Lionel loved spending money on you as he saw how happy you looked dressing up for different events you both attended like dates, galas, award shows, games & everything else between the lines.

“Yeah I just need help with the zipper!” You opened the door of the change room and came out a in a tight black dress decorated in gold chains, you fell in-love with the dress the moment you saw lily were it the MET GALA & Leo just had to get it for you.

As you spun looking at yourself in mirror enjoying the dress Leo couldn’t help but stare at you in awe almost dropping all the shopping bags in his hands along with the other dressed over his shoulder. “God you look—”

“Stunning? Sexy? I know. All thanks to you baby. And my parents of course.” You walked towards him pulling him in for a long passionate kiss, you pulled away with a thin line of saliva connecting you two.

You looked around to see if any of the workers were around before pulling him in once again kissing him deeply as you pushed your tongue between his lips. His teammates and friends had always teased him for being pussy whipped & a simp for you.

He had always denied it thinking he was just treating you the way a boyfriend with his status & fame should but whenever you pulled him in for a kiss the way you just did he knew they were right.

“Leo baby you dropped my bags.” You whispered as you pulled away just enough for your lips to not be touching, you pulled away snickering at him before entering the change room once again to try on another dress

“Last one okay baby!” You shouted as you threw the dress over the door onto Leo’s head, he placed the bags and dresses onto the couch he was sitting and sat up sneaking into the change room along with you.

“Leo what are you—!” He slammed the door shut and pulled your body closer towards him, you just took off the previous dress so you were still in your undergarments.

“You cant be in here! What if an employee see you?” You panicked unaware of him unhooking your lacy bra as he kissed your neck hands rubbing down your waist all the way to your hips.

“It’s okay, I’ll be fast.” He whispered pulling off your bra covering your breasts with his hands as he stared at you in the mirror. “You’re too much!” You laughed turning around to face your boyfriend.

The moment you turned around he spun you back around so you could see yourself in the mirror. “You can milk me of every penny I own I don’t care, please just let me fuck you right now. I need it so badly you don’t even know.”

NOTE: i’m so sorry my tumblr is acting up rn idk if it’s showing on the tags or anything hopefully it’ll fix itself in a few! 🤍

[swordsmans]

more books!!! two more editions of the sea makes bones of bodies, this time bound in the three-piece bradel style--but still using a square back. bit of a bastardization, actually. these were definitely a learning curve and i have some notes for the next time i attempt this style, but overall im extremely pleased with the results. also!! these were my first attempts at HTV machine foiling rather than hand foiling, which (after a bit of trial and error) was a rousing success. EXCITING!!

glamor shots and details below, of course.

the first copy is for my wonderful friend and beta reader @cryptenby, whose support throughout the whole writing process really made this entire fic possible. it features a layered purple and black + silver cover with silver HTV titling. the back has a silver HTV katana design and the summary text "only one is a monster but they're both a little monstrous", which is one of the tags from the fic. the endsheets are silver mullberry paper and the bookmark is black trim with a silver-wound shark tooth (real!) and black/graphite beads. it also has hand-sanded, black speckled edges!! i made the endbands for this edition out of the same purple i used for the cover and wrapped it around a piece of thick chord.

the second copy is for @amusingghost as thanks for their incredible fanart of so many different scenes in the book!!!! it features a blue and back water braid lokta cover, dragonskin marble endsheets, and gold HTV foiling. the back cover has a gold HTV wave design with the summary text "only one is a monster but they're both a little monstrous", and the bookmark is black trim with a 24k gold clasp and gold-painted katana charm! it also has blue and white endbands and hand-sanded, blue and black speckled edges :3

i also edited the typeset to include ghost's fanart in both copies!!!! it will be bound in all subsequent copies of the book >:3c

and heres a closeup of the edges because im super pleased with how they turned out.

both copies have their wonky bits (i had some issues casing in on both) but!!! such is the nature of learning a new craft. overall, progress is progressing!!!

[fiction-is-life]

hi! congratulations on 800 followers <333 i was wondering if i could get lying together in comfortable silence, maybe they’re cuddled up together, either way they’re both mutually enjoying the other’s company with topper. please and thank you!

Cuddles and Competition

Author's Note: Hi, and thank you!! You are always so supportive!! Also, I am soooo sorry I am only now getting to this request! I just completed my hardest year in school and I had no time to write. I wanted to put this out for your birthday but I missed that, so it will be a belated gift, I guess! I hope you enjoy it, love!! 💞

Warnings: none really?

~

“Topper! Meet me in the kitchen. Now!” Dr. Cynthia Thornton called out to her son through the in-home PA system.  You were busy chopping onions for the soup you were making per that lady’s request. You just kept your head down; when she was in a mood it was best just to let your employer run her course.

Topper slowly made his way into the kitchen, a bored look on his face. Cynthia rolled her eyes as she looked up from her phone at him.  “Topper, stand up straight, how many times must I tell you?”

Topper straightened his spine, but his frown didn’t disappear. “Is that why you called me down here?” he intoned, a smirk now playing at the corner of his mouth.

“Don’t be cheeky,” she snapped.  This was typical of every mother-son interaction between the two.  “I have to attend a work event tonight, but I don’t want any funny business.  Rafe and Kelce are not to be here, and absolutely no girls allowed,” she explained while putting her earrings in and fixing the 24K gold bracelet at her wrist.

Topper smirked fully now - his mother had really been getting on his nerves lately with college application deadlines looming over his head.  “What about (Y/N)?  She’s a girl.  And she’s here.”  You could hear the laughter in his voice, and you had to turn away on the pretense of going to the sink so that Dr. Thornton couldn’t see you laugh as well.

Cynthia rolled her eyes.  “She doesn’t count; I would expect you to have more respect for yourself than that.”  That wiped the smirk off of your face.  “I will be home by midnight, and you are responsible for driving (Y/N) home.”  With no further words, Dr. Thornton left the house.

You both waited in silence for the front door to click shut and the roar of her sports car starting to sound a few seconds later.  Once it did, Topper turned towards you slowly, a serious expression on his face.  “So…pizza or Chinese?”

You grinned from ear to ear.  “Both!  Let me throw this soup in the fridge and then I can get Netflix all queued up.”

“Sounds good, sweet thing,” Topper replied, already ordering your usual on door dash.  

Within thirty minutes you were on the couch debating who the best baker on The Great British Bake Off was for that week between mouthfuls of the Outer Banks’ finest late-night cuisine.  The only light in the room came from the living room’s tv and the reflection of the moon and stars off of the Thornton’s pool that was visible from the windows.  

“How do they all mess up something so simple as that for a technical?  Half of them were inedible!”

“Topper, I would love to see you try to make that dessert and come up with something better than the person who took last place,” you teased.

He looked at you with incredulousness written all over his face, but you could see the smile he was holding back with all of his might.  “I could absolutely bake something passable,” he stated, fully believing his words.

“Maybe if you had a full, detailed recipe, but not the paired down version the contestants are given.  I love you, but I would not eat anything you baked without a full recipe - and maybe some youtube tutorials,” you laughed, making him break and join in your mirth before he turned “serious” once more.

“I could absolutely bake something to that standard.” He continued as he started to stand up, “In fact, let’s go into the kitchen and have a little competition of our -” he was cut off by a fast-moving piece of orange chicken hurtling into his mouth.  You giggled once more as he made a show of chewing the chicken you had used to shut him up.

“Seeing as food particles are defying gravity, I guess we can save our baking competition for another day.  To protect myself, I just want to hang out with you and make fun of their accents.  You can be my shield if any pepperoni starts flying,” Topper pulled you practically on top of him as he said this, making you shake your head and laugh, highly amused at his antics.

You didn’t say much else for the rest of the show, just breathing in his scent and basking in his presence.  You had almost fallen asleep from Topper lightly massaging your back as he held you to him when you heard his voice rumble to life after a heavy sigh. 

“I can’t wait to beat you in our baking competition, love.  I can just imagine your face when I pull something out of the oven that absolutely crushes yours.”

You pushed yourself off of his chest at this, his arms falling down to your waist.  “Alright, smarty pants, let's bake something and see who would actually win,” you retorted; he had finally played your competitive streak to his advantage, and now you fully wanted to crush him with your baking prowess.

He just leaned in and kissed the determined look on your face and practically tackled you back into his arms.  Your pout broke as he peppered kisses all over your face before settling his head onto your stomach.  “I’m just kidding, love, we both know you would destroy me in any competition except for surfing,” his smooth voice soothed your ruffled feathers, but you couldn’t help but tease him once more.

“I would destroy you in a surfing competition too, Top, don’t deny it.”

His blue eyes caught yours from his relaxed position.  “You have never surfed a day in your life, (Y/N/N),” he stated.

“And you’ve never baked, Top,” you grinned.

“Touche.” He placed a kiss on the exposed skin of your tummy before you both turned your attention back to the tv with smiles on your faces.  You stayed like that until way past the time you should have left, tempting fate that Dr. Thornton may come back and see you, but neither of you cared.  You just enjoyed spending the rare moments you had alone with each other too much to give up a single second.  It was only then when all your troubles seemed far enough away that you could truly live.

~

Masterlist

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[anna-scribbles]

hey anna! the wait for kwami’s choice part 2 truly is abysmal and it’s so hard to navigate through the tag with all the leaks about, do you have any fic recs to tide us over until gloob puts us out of our misery?

not only do I have fic recs, I also have way too much to do rn and therefore will spend an inordinate amount of time crafting a detailed rec list for you 😘 (we can also just consider this my 2022 ao3 wrapped lol)

goes without saying perhaps, but ANYTHING by @peachcitt is gold and also uniquely devastating, some of my particular favorites being:

metamorphosis - 97k, enemies, sleepovers, you get it. i'm normal

those benevolent stars - 23k, ladrien thief/prince/soulmates au. what more do I even need to say

chat noir's white french man hit list for feminist purposes - 7k, hilarious and devastating, this fic is a child to me

double dare - 32k, ladrien, absolutely everything. cemented my friendship w/ peach bc I had to scream at her everyday abt it

I thought the plane was going down - 11k, attuned to my tastes specifically, adrinette having a History while on airplanes

@carpisuns also puts out banger after banger like it's her dayjob, specializing in understanding the ridiculous nature of the lovesquare to such a degree and also being the funniest person alive. some of my faves from her are:

tell me something I don't know - 120k, the marichat fic EVER, mar's dissertation on lovesquare and guess what she's right

pink - 14k wip, adrien loves marinette, SOFT

two idiots and a hamster (collab with @botherkupo) - 24k, adrinette roommates, makes me cry laugh

@picayunearts is a goddess on earth. she bends word and image flawlessly to her will. recently she has enraptured me with

final girl - 41k, marichat, au where marinette succeeds in giving up her miraculous to alya in origins. INCREDIBLE marinette character study

@rosekasa invented ladynoir and i'm not afraid to say it. check out everything on her ao3 but just note the following

when things were good - 15k wip, breakup fic/post hawkmoth takedown, has been ruining me in a SPECIAL way

new marinette 12k, post-guardianship memory loss marinette, a classic

like poles of a magnet - 12k, enemies au, hurts my feelings

ya'aburnee - 13k, ladynoir, HURTS ME VERY MUCH. I'VE NOT RECOVERED

@buggachat's fics always feel like i'm attending a course on adrien and marinette's true characterizations explained to me by someone with a PhD in lovesquare and I walk away enlightened. she has an incredible gift for storytelling and just Getting It. anyway read

maintaining a professional distance - 43k, ladynoir hotel room shenanigans, god-tier characterization

when you're near 10k, ladynoir dating but adrinette have never met, a classic

@sha-nwa should honestly quit her career and write lovesquare fanfiction for me full time. proof:

the way I loved you - 68k, marichat break up fic, will be cemented into my mind forever

photograph - 1k, sweet adrinette, abby loves making me cry

things WOULD be amiss if I did not mention @officialratprince (carolinaa on ao3) bc their fics derailed my homework schedule on several occasions last semester, though I'll be honest that their fics are not for the faint of heart or those who wish adrien agreste to have a good time. my faves are

I will take it / it can't go wrong series - 3 fics at 16k, 25k, and 39k, adrien's journey through experiencing child abuse and his friends being there for him, culminating in gabriel's court trial

home sick - 14k wip, adrien gets pneumonia and Everything Is Really Bad

other various fics I love for various reasons:

how hawkmoth got his groove back series by @agrestenoir - 2 fics at 3k and 1k, one of my favorite crack fics i read last year. had me crying laughing

1 step forward, 3 steps back by agnes writes - 10k, breaks my heart every time I read it. also makes me legitimately angry at adrien while still keeping him in character which is a feat in and of itself

the last day on earth by reiaji - 10k, chat blanc keeps happening as marinette gets older, I am incapable of not recommending this fic

okay now go forth and don't do your work<3

[nwjws]

HEART OF (24K) GOLD - JAKE'S FUTURE PATIENTS

; SYNOPSIS - jake’s had it easy his whole life. with a famous actor for a dad and his mom being the head nurse at a private clinic in the city, everything he wants gets handed to him on a silver platter - at least, until he meets you at a MUN conference. now, he’s forced to learn that money doesn’t buy everything, but he’s willing to do what it takes to be yours.

02z

➼ JAKE ! what do you get when you pair an iconic actor from the 80s and the top nurse at an expensive private clinic? jake - a spoiled, but not brat-like boy. anything he wants, he gets. naturally, he complains when things don't go his way; try to overlook that trait, and you'll find that he's got a heart of gold.

➼ JAY ! probably the most humble of the three. his family restaurant has many branches across the continent, of course making him a good cook. he often has to keep a metaphorical leash on jake, the role of being his babysitter weighing on his shoulders. someone please help him.

➼ SUNGHOON ! his family has a long history, coming into power back in the 1800s. him and jay actually grew up together, since his family had a share-hold in the restaurant business. for all that he calls jake annoying, they spend a lot of time together, both giving jay gray hairs at only 18.

➼ HEESEUNG ! like jake, he's planning to pursue a course in the medical field, what with his dad being the ceo of the country's leading pharmacy company. that being said, he likes to leech off jake's homework and class notes, since they're more coherent than whatever the hell mr. kim is spouting out his mouth.

➼ SUNOO ! no one actually knows why he's rich, not that it even matters. he likes to joke that he's paid by all of their parents to be their friend, which really wouldn't be that surprising. jake likes to think that even if that was the case, they've formed a true friendship.

➼ JUNGWON ! his father made a fortune starting from the ground up, first working in the oil industry before diversifying. nevertheless, jungwon was raised to count his blessings, and is pretty good at managing his own money (except when it comes to kpop albums). because of this, jay likes to use him as a good example for jake and the others.

➼ NI-KI ! his parents own a successful dance studio, which drove his passion for the art. he's actually gone viral for his cover dances and has ended up on several magazine covers, but never tells anyone his socials. jake's even joined some of his covers, and likes to spoil the younger boy with gifts.

— Y/NTAKHOZUHANING ; MASTERLIST ; ONE

; AUTHOR’S CORNER! i was tempted to exploit sunoo’s profile of being rich for unknown reasons and make a big plot that runs throughout the whole trilogy with a plot twist and he’s actually like a villain or something but then i was like mmmm idk if anyone would be interested in that 😭😭

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Meghans 90000 tour wardrobe plus a present from the VP! by u/Mickleborough

Meghan’s £90,000 tour wardrobe plus a present from the VP! The Daily Mail archived / unarchived has put out its usual article noting the components, and tallying up the cost, of Meghan’s wardrobe.Estimated figure is £90,000 / $117,000 / €105,500, mostly inflated by overpriced jewellery. It’s not a terribly interesting piece - it’s not as if she’s wearing bespoke Dior or vintage Chanel.Of some note are the following:About 50% of her wardrobe is Colombian designers. That’s more local content than she’s ever worn on a tour, fake or otherwise. On some tours, the figure’s been 0.Did Meghan finally get diplomatic dressing? Or did someone reach out to local designers, uttering magic phrases such as ‘invited by the VP’; ‘high profile’; and ‘Harper’s Bazaar’? No Heidi Merrick rubbish for her!On her talk to discuss women’s empowerment (the one where she gave a memorised ex tempore speech in Spanish before fleeing the stage to answer a question, also in Spanish), she wore something mildly intriguing:I don’t mean the white sleeveless top, with buttons straining across a bosom supported by a black brassière:https://ift.tt/ETMQBpb she wore a day or so before, with a linen and wool blend, lined Loro Piana jacket: see below. I gather Meghan’s been sweating - if so, I can’t imagine moist pits with a lined jacket.)https://ift.tt/AgtyOVC was her earrings:https://ift.tt/hKbDR9x Daily Mail described them as:Pure gold, 24k, 22k, 18k, 14k, 10k? Or is it just plate?Now that Meghan’s no longer a working royal, she can keep them, to add to her collection of jewellery of questionable origin. We don’t know that Francia Márquez has ordered anyone to be killed, but she doesn’t seem to have her people’s interests to heart.EDIT: Forgot to add that I went to the site of their ‘official’ reporter, Harper’s Bazaar, to try to find out more about the earrings. Harper’s is calling her ‘Duchess Meghan’. Stop trying to make ‘fetch’ happen, Harper’s! post link: https://ift.tt/INSnkwo author: Mickleborough submitted: August 19, 2024 at 11:52PM via SaintMeghanMarkle on Reddit disclaimer: all views + opinions expressed by the author of this post, as well as any comments and reblogs, are solely the author's own; they do not necessarily reflect the views of the administrator of this Tumblr blog. For entertainment only.

[doubledyke]

piercED

just a short little fic wherein edd pierces eddy's ear

"The needle will be sterilized shortly." Edd announced after glancing at his watch. He returned to his seat at his kitchen table and awaited the inevitable grumbling from his impatient counterpart.

"That's what you said twenty minutes ago!" Eddy yanked the lid off the pot to angrily glare at the water boiling inside. A billow of steam licked his arm, causing him to yelp in pain. Edd couldn't help but smirk at what he considered just deserts.

"I see your listening skills are indeed improving, Eddy. Now if you'll recall, I also informed you that the sterilization process takes THIRTY MINUTES!" The volume of his voice grew with his frustration.

"Thirty minutes of waiting is small potatoes compared to the days, no, WEEKS of pain potentially caused by an infected ear, mister."

Eddy was too occupied running cold water over his scalded arm to come up with one of his usual wisecracks.

"I coulda been done by now if you would've just let me do it. I soaked the thing in alcohol for chrissake, what more do you want?"

"Eddy, that was 3% hydrogen peroxide, a far cry from the at least 70% isopropyl alcohol required to adequately remove contaminants." His tone sharpened.

"And I'd like to know just who told you that a bent safety pin is a suitable implement for piercing one's ear."

Eddy looked back from the sink with a nervous smile, answering the question without a word.

"I see," the behatted teen leaned forward in his chair. "I thought we'd agreed that your brother's 'advice' was best left in the past with the rest of the things he... imparted to you." Edd's voice was quieter now - a subconscious effort to maintain his best friend's privacy, though the pair were alone in his home.

"Has it been ten minutes yet?" Eddy gave a weak laugh and patted his arm dry. He tossed the towel over his shoulder, desperate to move on from the subject. Edd practically materialized beside him, whisking the towel from the countertop, quickly folding and placing it in a bin labeled for dirty linen.

-

"Hold still, please." Edd bit his tongue in concentration as he marked the placement on Eddy's ear with a surgical marker his parents kept in the household first-aid kit.

"Hey, hey, hey!" Eddy put a hand on Edd's chest, breaking said concentration.

"That's the gay ear. You tryna get me killed?" He said, only half-jokingly.

Edd rolled his eyes and pulled away, placing a gloved hand on his hip and staring blankly at his friend. He disappeared momentarily and returned with a cotton round and a bottle with a red label. Holding it in front of his friend's face, he read the words "Isopropyl Alcohol" aloud before dabbing a sensible amount onto the round and removing the insidiously homosexual dot. He repeated his meticulous process of measuring Eddy's lobe, mentally noting that the left was slightly wider than the right. He marked the precise midpoint of the fleshy protrusion and stood back to view his work.

"Very well then, go have a look in the mirror. I'm sure you'll find this marking to be perfectly centered and… extremely straight." A giggle escaped his throat; he could never resist laughing at his own jokes. Eddy's confused eyes remained locked on Edd for a moment as he headed to the bathroom.

What's with this guy?

-

Eddy stared lovingly into the spotless mirror and did his best to imagine the gold hoop that would soon be dangling from his ear. He pictured various hypothetical scenarios in which he'd have the opportunity to very casually flaunt his new bling. And this time, it wouldn't be a crudely spray painted key ring. No, he'd saved up enough from his part-time job at the roller rink to purchase a sweet pair of 24k gold hoops from the mall. That's what the guy at the kiosk said they were anyway, and he looked like he knew what he was talking about.

"Everyone's gonna flip when they see my drip, Double Dee." Eddy chuckled as he returned to the kitchen. While he was gone, Edd had rolled out a blindingly bright surgical lamp, along with a stainless steel cart that housed various shiny metal instruments atop a disposable blue towel. The lanky teen was now wearing a teal surgical gown, ill-fitting nitrile gloves and a blue surgical bonnet over his ever-present beanie. A pleated mask covered what Eddy guessed must have been a big, creepy smile.

"Have a seat, please." Edd spoke flatly. He stood in a bizarre pose, his arms jutting out from his sides in front of him. His palms faced upwards to avoid touching any unclean surface.

Eddy remained frozen in the kitchen archway, stifling laughter behind a hand over his mouth. Before long he was doubled over, grabbing his stomach while he wheezed. Edd maintained his exact position as he watched the portly boy, now rolling on the floor cackling. He sighed and pulled his mask down to speak.

"I fail to see what's so funny here, Eddy. Perhaps Ed's basement would be better suited to your tastes. Don't come crying to me when you develop necrotizing fasciitis, however." He huffed and crossed his arms awkwardly, as he was still being careful not to let his palms touch anything. Eddy picked himself up from the floor with a grunt and hobbled dizzily over to the old upholstered chair. His eyes squinted in the intensely white LEDs.

"Easy there, Dr. Howser," he teased, wiping tears from his cheeks. "I just didn't realize I was getting my spleen removed, too."

"Germ theory is no laughing matter. You'll thank me later." With that, Edd pulled his mask back up, removed his now soiled gloves and went to the sink for a second scrub.

Eddy couldn't see anything beyond the light's aura. He glanced at the needle and other basic medical instruments on the cart beside him. A tinge of anxiety began to crawl up his spine. Though he had a pretty high pain tolerance, something about needles freaked Eddy out. He'd take a punch in the gut over a booster shot any day. Now, in this makeshift medical setting, his mind was racing.

How long's it take to wash your hands? This light could cook a goddamn TV dinner. What's in that bottle?

Lost in thought, Edd's sudden return made him jump in his seat and let out a shriek.

The overzealous aspiring surgeon got straight to work, his slim body just blocking the view of what exactly it was he was working on. Eddy attempted to peer around Edd's waist. Unable to catch even a glimpse, he leaned back into the chair and awaited his fate. He noticed a reddish-brown blob heading toward his ear in his periphery and closed his eyes tightly. He gripped the seat of the chair, expecting to be gored any second.

"Just a swipe of povidone-iodine solution to reduce the risk of infection."

Eddy opened his eyes just to roll them.

"Get on with it, would ya!"

Edd ignored the outburst and grabbed his sponge forceps.

"Slight pinch from the forceps."

He clamped the lobe and positioned the hole just over his mark from earlier, still paying no mind to the pained cursing from below him. He debated whether he should inform his patient of the impending jab, or if a lack of warning could prevent unnecessary anxiety. He opted for the latter method and skillfully pierced through the tiny black spot. He noted the absence of any reaction from Eddy and smiled proudly behind his mask.

"That's it, gimme that damn needle-"

"Done! Please remain seated, as I still need to insert the earring." He kept one hand on the forceps, while reaching to the cart for the yellow hoop.

"Whaddya mean 'done'? You didn't even warn me! Some doctor!"

"I'm not a doctor, Eddy." He corrected with derisive emphasis on the name. "If I'd warned you, you would have tensed up and made it worse than it needed to be."

After a successful earring placement, he removed the clamp and placed it carefully back on the cart, then disposed of the needle in his portable sharps container. He removed his gloves and pulled down his mask.

"Please do not remove the jewelry for six to eight weeks, and be sure to wash it with a mild soap or saline solution a minimum of three times a day." He stepped gingerly on the lamp's foot switch and rolled it out of the kitchen.

Eddy's vision went fuzzy as his eyes adjusted to the now darkened room. He'd just moved his hand to reach for his newly bejeweled ear when Edd once again appeared out of nowhere to chide him.

"AND DO NOT touch your ear before sanitizing your hands! You're welcome."

-

Eddy bolted back to the bathroom and gasped with delight at the sight of his shiny adornment. He flicked it without thinking, but was surprised to find that it didn't really hurt.

Once all tools were returned to their rightful designations, Edd appeared behind Eddy in the mirror.

"Man, Double Dee, you did a real bang up job with this one. I think the clamp hurt more than the stab. Forget that doctor business, you should be a piercer." He wiggled his eyebrows in the mirror.

"We'd make a killing on kids who aren't old enough to go to a shop." He turned around to face the other boy who was standing, arms crossed in the doorway.

"I hardly think-"

"You should do my nipples next!"

[mrworldwideshoulders]

24k magic || series announcement || part 3

—are all the roads to happiness paved with gold? sometimes luxury can be found where you least expect it—

these next stories are inspired by the 2016 album of the same name

**all release dates tbd unless otherwise noted**

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Track 1: 24K Magic Title: All The Wrong Places (posted here!) @mrworldwideshoulders​​ Pairing: reader x MYG Rating: rated M / R Genre: angst, fluff After getting separated from your friends during a night out, you get stuck with a hefty bill - one that you can’t pay. So when a handsome, emotionless stranger covers your tab in a random act of kindness, you’re determined to track him down and pay him back.

Track 2: Chunky Title: I Choose You (posted here!) @mrworldwideshoulders​​ Pairing: reader x KNJ Rating: M / R Genre: fluff When your best friend abandons you at a wedding with a bunch of strangers and the guy she’s trying to set you up with is just not that into you, you decide to roll with it and have some fun instead of sulking in the corner, and your confidence earns you the attention – and the affection – of one Kim Namjoon.

Track 3: Perm Title: Permission to Dance @mrworldwideshoulders​​ Pairing: reader x KSJ Rating: M / R Genre: strangers to lovers, fluff, implied smut You don’t do parties. They’re not for you. You’re just here to make sure your friends don’t make complete fools of themselves. However, when life of the party Kim Seokjin catches you sulking in the corner he’s determined to make sure you have a good time - no matter what it takes.

Track 4: That’s What I Like Title: Moonshine @mrworldwideshoulders​​ Pairing: reader x KTH Rating: M / R Genre: friends with benefits, idiots to lovers, smut It was only supposed to be a one night stand. Then it turned into a strictly no strings arrangement. Now he’s ready to whisk you off to Paris for a surprise weekend getaway, just to spoil you. He’s perfect – almost too perfect – which leaves you wondering when the other shoe is going to drop.

Track 6: Straight Up and Down Title: So Gone @mrworldwideshoulders​​ Pairing: reader x PJM Rating: rated M / R Genre: established relationship au, smut, fluff You've been dating your best friend for a while since he proposed to you. Now, it's finally time for you to propose to him…but things might not go quite like you planned.

Track 8: Finesse Title: I’ve Got You Under My Skin @mrworldwideshoulders​​  Pairing: reader x JHS Rating: rated M / R Genre: enemies to lovers, idiots to lovers, fluff, angst, light smut Hoseok is used to having women fall at his feet - but you’re the only one that’s unaffected by his supposed charms. But one thing leads to another, then suddenly you’ve finessed your way into each other’s hearts without even realizing it – and a drunken confession about the woman who first shattered his heart just might change your mind about him.

Track 9: Too Good to Say Goodbye looking for Jungkook? catch him in Waitin’ For You (yet to come in part 4).

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"Open to Interpretation" by kazoosandfannypacks

Chapter 7/16: The First Stroke of the Masterpiece Pairing: CaptainSwan Rating: General Word Count: (1K/24K) Summary: Emma Swan is appalled at works by modern artist Killian Jones- until a handsome stranger convinces her otherwise- and after introducing himself as the artist in question, he invites her out on a date. As their relationship develops, they find that they might not be as different from each other as originally though. Chapter Summary: Emma talks to Killian after his speech. He drives her home after the date. Tags: au, fluff, captain swan, modern au Author's notes: Surprise Update Saturday!!! I didn't want to leave you guys hanging for too long, so I figured I'd post ch7 today, if y'all are alright with that ;) Chapter 8 will be up on Monday, so be sure to stick around! Taglist: @zahara @kmomof4 @jonesfandomfanatic @booksteaandtoomuchtv @jrob64 @tiganasummertree @anmylica @teamhook @undercaffinatednightmare @gingerchangeling @lonelyspectator @caught-in-the-filter @ultraluckycatnd @cs-rylie @pirateprincessofpizza @lfh1226-linda @pawshapedheart [if you'd like to be added to or removed from this list, hmu in my dms or askbox!]

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 Emma didn't sit down as the others did. This evening, like a lot of things about Killian, had already been full of surprises. Finding out Killian was previously married was certainly one of them, though it didn't change how she thought of him- in fact, seeing how much love and passion flowed out through his speech made him more appealing to her.

 So when he got back to the table, instead of taking her seat like everyone else did, she grabbed Killian's arm and pulled him off to the side.

 "Emma," he said, eyes brimming with passion, "I'm sorry I didn't tell you about…."

 "It's alright," Emma said, "you don't need to talk about it unless you're ready."

 He nodded, and Emma could see his shoulders relax a little.

 She wasn't sure what to say to him, how to say what was on her mind, that he'd been through so much, and that she was here for him, and that she wanted to comfort him, that she'd been through hard times as well.

 But she couldn't think of any words to say, especially as his eyes met hers again, rendering her utterly speechless over the sadness he was trying so desperately to hide.

 So, at risk of being informal, she wrapped her arms around him in a loose hug to comfort him. She felt his arms wrap around her as well, and could almost hear his heartbeat slow down, feel his tense muscles relaxing.

 She wanted to whisper something to him as she pulled away, but still didn't know the words to say.

 Instead, she heard him whisper a "thank you" as he loosened his grasp.

 He stepped away from her, their eyes still smiling in reflection of each other as he led her back to her seat, and held her hand again under the table for as much of the evening as he could.

 It didn't feel like long enough at all before Emma found herself standing across from Killian at the door to her apartment building.

 "Looks like tonight's fundraiser was a success," Emma said.

 "Couldn't've done it without you, love," he said.

 "Me?" Emma asked.

 "I'm sure it was your sharp wit in conversation with the Gold party that brought an increase in their donation."

 Enma rolled her eyes and blushed a little. "Are you sure it wasn't your speech that sparked their generosity?"

 "It was hardly a speech, love."

 "Well, whatever it was," Emma smiled, "it was a good one."

 "You really think so?" he asked.

 How someone as successful as Killian could be so lacking in confidence was a mystery to Emma, but she reassured him.

 "I know so," Emma said.

 He smiled, something genuine in his eyes that she hadn't seen in a man in years.

 "So, overall," Killian began, a playful smile on his face and a similar gleam in his eyes, "would you say tonight went terribly? That you had a rotten time, and it was the worst night of your life?"

 "That depends," Emma put her hand on his shoulder, "if I say yes, do we get to do this again next week?"

 "Another dinner like that?" he asked, his hand on her side now, "I think I can do a little better than that?"

 "'Eight times better, like you said earlier?'" Emma asked.

 "Another night out with you?" Killian tucked a hair behind her ear with his other hand, a not-so-subtle but ever-so-smooth excuse to touch her, to stroke her neck and graze her cheek and lift her chin higher so he could see her eyes reflecting the overhead streetlights. "Sounds eighty times better than anything else I could be doing with my evening."

 Emma tried to fight off her flustered smile and the butterflies flitting about her stomach. Feigning whatever dramatic prowess she had at her disposal, she said, "then it was the absolute worst night of my life." 

 "Well then," Killian chuckled a little, "same time next week?"

 "Wouldn't miss it for the world," Emma smiled.

 "Nor would I."

 He pulled her a touch closer, and she stepped closer to him as well, placing her free hand on the back of his neck, bringing him closer to her as he pulled her closer to him. Before she had a chance to convince herself she was moving too fast, their lips met.

 His kiss was like the first brushstroke on a canvas, not nearly lasting long enough, but still leaving a permanent mark.

 Emma smiled as she pulled away.

 "May I walk you up to your apartment?" Killian asked.

 "Sounds like a fine proposition," Emma thought, "but there's no way I'm bringing him up to my tiny disaster of an apartment."

 As well as they complimented each other, Emma knew opposites attract, and Killian, besides his lack of self confidence, seemed so far perfect, and she was far from it. He was a renowned artist, and she worked at a truck stop. He took her to a charity benefit dinner for steak and cheesecake, and she'd had ramen for dinner the past three nights before. His life was, in a word, glamourous, and hers was, in a word, not. Surely, he'd realize that soon enough.

 And if she was wrong, and he wasn't all that and a bag of chips, if he was just a faker leading her on to get with her, then she'd applaud herself for the prudence of guarding her heart today.

 "It's only the third floor," Emma said, "I think I can manage for tonight."

 "Alright," he said, tinted with a hint of disappointment that their evening together was cut off already.

 "I'll call you later," Emma said. She stepped up on tiptoes and planted another quick kiss on his lips. She watched a flustered smile spread across his face as she stepped back.

 "Alright," he said, letting go of her, "Goodnight, Emma."

 "Goodnight, Killian."

 She savored one last look at him, then turned to leave, glancing back at him as she got to the door, watching as he got back in his car and drove away.