#Anniversary Floral Cake

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TF141 taking you on a picnic date 💐

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They're a little very all over the place because I wrote all of them on different days lol

I hope you'll enjoy it anyway <3

Some NSFW for all of them, but it's just a little bit at the very end, the rest is sweet fluff!!

Lmk who you would go on a picnic date with!

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John is such a romantic.

Maybe not the flashy kind, but in subtle and sincere ways. He would absolutely love to take you on a picnic date, he might even be more excited about it than you are.

You know how girls have those dreams of specific dates or scenarios??? Well, boys have that too, and this is John's. He finds the perfect spot, a secluded park with a field of wildflowers that bloom beautifully in the summer.

As ready as he was to organize the whole thing himself in the matter of a day, he'd adore to organize it with you. Write a grocery list, make some homemade goods, pack up the car. The domesticity makes his heart do flips.

"Do you reckon champagne would be too over the top?"

"John, honey, we're going on a picnic."

"Touchè."

And it's 100% fool proof.

This man has something planned for every single scenario because nothing will ruin this for him. He'll hold your umbrella while he gets soaked if he has to.

He hasn't asked you to marry him yet, but this seals the deal for him. He's already imagining going on a picnic like this on every single anniversary until you're physically unable to.

Did he overdo it a bit with the outfit? Maybe, but he couldn't care less about potential grass stains when his white button-down shirt and his beige slacks basically make you drool.

John insisted on a classic picnic basket, but he'll accept input regarding the pattern of the blanket. He's so utterly in love with you it's ridiculous. And when you come down the stairs in a flowy and floral sundress the blood in his body doesn't know where to rush first, his heart or his cock.

"Fucking hell, dove. You look divine."

He makes heart eyes at you but also has a raging hard on. What can he say? You keep him balanced.

John has to try so hard not to drop to his knees in front of you and beg. For what? He doesn't even know. It just feels like the right thing to do with you looking like a goddess. He loves it when he can press his nose against your soft mound all while his forehead rests on your pudgy tummy and your fingers card through his hair.

The drive there is lovely. The sun is out, it's a comfortable temperature, and the mood is high. The windows are rolled down, and you both sing along to music while his hand is planted firmly in yours. The location is even more beautiful than you thought. There's willow trees and all kinds of sweet smelling flowers accompanied by the symphony of busy bees and chirping birds.

After everything is set up, it's the best day of your life, probably. It's so so so nice.

And yes, he did bring the champagne.

Your head is in his lap while he strokes your hair and feeds you bits of cake. It's so romantic that it's sickening. SICKENING, I say. He's just so perfect. You talk and laugh, and it's so fun. T

he day goes by in the blink of an eye, and suddenly, it's golden hour, and John swears you're heaven on earth. You're so pretty, and he wants nothing more than to kiss you silly, frankly.

So he does.

Just bristly and sloppy kisses wherever he can reach, your cheeks, jaw, neck. You shift your position, you're now lying down on the blanket, facing each other. The tips of your noses touch, and you're a tangled mess of limbs.

John wants to fuck you more than he ever wanted anything in his life, but he's a man of style, so rubbing you through your panties until your hips buck away from his hand will have to do until you get home and he can take care of you properly <3

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Johnny only wants to spend time with you. He doesn't care how.

He'll do anything to be by your side. Such a clingy bastard but we all love him for that. He loves being outside, and now he gets to let out his romantic side, too???? He's sold.

I'm also firmly convinced that he listened in on what his sisters gushed about in books or movies, and he uses that as his guideline for dates.

He makes sure there's a variety of different foods. Let's be honest he probably packed way too much, but he just wants to have options! Frankly, Johnny's is positively buzzing with excitement to get to spend such a lovely day with you.

As much as he loves to laze around with you on the couch, he needs air to breathe. So anything that's outside is an immediate yes from him. He's so so so excited that he doesn't shut up about it for days before the actual date.

Johnny is 100% one to overpack. He takes absolutely EVERYTHING, and you end up not even using half of it.

"I- Johnny??"

"Yeah, bonnie?"

"Why, for the love of God, did you bring a hazmat suit???"

"Ya never know!"

He will pack so many outdoor activities, like frisbee, badminton, a football, literally so much but you don't end up using any of it because he'll doze off as the sun shines down on the both of you.

He just can't help it! Your pudgy tummy is such a nice pillow, and the way your fingers rake through his mohawk and over his scalp nearly make his eyes roll into the back of his head.

He doesn't notice the smiles and nice looks the pair of you get from bypassers, but you can't help but giggle. It makes your belly jiggle, which in turn makes Johnny smile, still face down in your soft fat.

After he wakes up, though, there's a lot of talking that you'll happily listen to.

Corny jokes, overexaggerated stories from missions or his family, and from time to time, he'll get distracted by your pretty face with all its soft edges and kiss you.

Constant snacking. I mean, we all know the boys can EAT, but Johnny is such a foodie. Will eat everything and anything.

He also LOVES Irn Bru. It's definitely more of an... acquired taste, shall we say, but I think it's also very nostalgic for him.

He doesn't care what you wear. However, there are some things that get him feral. Sundresses are obviously on the list, but he adores long skirts. He likes how they flow when there's a nice breeze, and he thinks they make you look very elegant.

He will play into the whole Princess charade with long skirts or dresses.

"There's ma princess. Are ya ready to depart, m'lady?"

He will also bow very dramatically.

Undoubtedly, his favorite part of those skirts is when he gets to push them up your plush thighs and bury is face in your sweet cunt while the fabric is bunched up around your wide hips and fiddles with the hem because his goal is to bring you to bliss with his tongue only <3

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Kyle loves the water.

I don't know why, but I feel it in my bones. From streams and lakes all the way to the great big ocean. His casual style in the summer would definitely be coastal grandson, too.

So your picnic date would obviously take place in the vinicty of water. It's somewhere in a small park that has a nice big lake with lilypads and ducks swimming across it.

You'd be right by the shore, feet in the shallow water while you enjoy your lunch. Kyle is so sweet and considerate!

He'd bring you a bouquet of daisies and lovingly hold your hand in his. If it gets a little too breezy, he'll tuck you into his side and stretch his jacket over the both of you as much as he can.

He always brings you a new rock from that lake when he comes home from his morning run, and when you two are at the beach, he'll collect seashells with you.

It's all about balance and teamwork with Kyle. He makes the sandwiches while you whip up a quick sweet treat. You carry the basket while he has the blanket slung over his shoulder and your drinks in the other hand!

I feel like he'd really enjoy picnics, but they're not his favorite activity. He likes to explore a bit, just sitting around isn't quite his style. But it's nice to just sit and breathe sometimes.

For dates, he prefers the classic going out to dinner. Getting to see you all dressed up in the gentle atmosphere of a cozy restaurant makes his heart swell. But he won't ever deny you anything. Definitely not something as simple as a picnic.

A big smile stretches across his cheeks when he sees a little duck family waddling along the shore before they glide into the water.

"You think we'll have little ducklings of our own one day?"

You can only match his smile as you follow his line of sight.

"Who knows, maybe."

He pulls you close and presses a kiss to your temple. The picnic is starting to grow on him.

"... did you mean actual ducklings, or was it a metaphor for kids?"

"Both?"

As badly as you want to call him ridiculous, the mental image of Kyle with a duckling or a baby makes your heart beat with affection.

Also does not care what you wear, but he, too, has a weakness for sundresses as all men do. The way it hugs your ass, your tummy, and your supple tits makes him want to sink his teeth into your soft flesh.

An absolute sucker for a square neckline. No, I can not elaborate. You'll just have to take my word for it.

You watch the sunset together, the park becoming emptier as the light fades. He loves how you look during the golden hour and will gently hold your face to admire all your pretty features. Kyle likes that the park now only has the both of you and a pair of swans that swim over the lake like lovers.

What he loves even more is making you ride his slender fingers while the only sounds that fill the air is the chirping of cicadas and your heavenly moans while the remnants of the golden sun shine down on you making you look like a dream come true <3

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Simon isn't thrilled, let's say.

When he thinks of picnics he thinks of big open spaces, obnoxious people with annoying kids and uncomfortable wooden benches. Of which none are his cup of tea.

So you make compromises. Talk about it and ask what he would be okay with. He isn't the biggest fan of PDA, he's stuck between wanting to show off his love for you to the whole world and keeping it close to his heart like the sacred thing that it is.

But Simon perks up when you mention something about a lovely forest that's pretty secluded. Now that he can work with. Even though he's a born city boy, he'd much rather take a walk in a forest or on a little trail than on the busy streets of Manchester or London.

So he agrees, deciding that your excited reaction and thank you kisses were already worth it. He watches as you prepare the lunch you're taking with you, answering all your questions on what he'd prefer.

The truth, he'd eat rocks if your lovely hands prepared them.

He packs up the car and drives to the car park nearby, grumbling over the fee before it all melts away when he sees your smile.

The walk there on its own is nice. Holding your hand and listening to the birdsong that echoes along the tall trees. Of course, he's carrying everything.

You will never ever have to carry anything with him around, not on his watch. It's his way of repaying you for taking care of him and loving him. He would've carried you as well if you weren't so fussy about it.

When you set up the blanket and just lay down, it's the first time you think you've ever seen his shoulders untense on their own.

Simon's eyes even flutter shut, and his breath evens out.

It's just the two of you in a little glade with the vast green of the woods making your own little sanctuary.

Your head is on his shoulder, and his nose is buried in your hair.

"This.. this is nice."

He speaks so softly as if not to disturb the peace of nature. You can't help but smile and press a kiss to his cheek.

"I'm glad you think so. It is really nice."

It's mostly pleasant silence after that with the occasional short conversation, but that's how you like it best.

When you hand him his lovingly prepared sandwich, he catches your chin between his fingers and kisses you so softly that you melt right into his touch.

"You're so patient with me, love. I appreciate it."

"Of course. A few compromises aren't the end of the world if it means you're happy."

He's a fucking goner, okay.

He loves it when you wear one of his sweat jackets or flannels over a nice dress. It's so obviously not yours which signals to other people that you're taken.

And considering the size and color of the thing, it's safe to assume it belongs to that hunk of a man always by your side.

He lays back onto the soft blanket and pulls you onto his chest, wrapping his arms around you. There are a few sun spots shining through the thick canopy of leaves, warming your skin.

You're half asleep, dozing off, ignoring the way he fiddles with his trousers until he pushes your panties to the side and sinks his thick cock into your pussy, having you warm his length. It makes him feel so impossibly close to you and his brain melts and before you know it, he's snoring beneath you, his dick buried inside of you <3

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Can you write kate Martin x reader that she’s completely whipped by but they get into an argument and Kate says something she didn’t mean?

Wedding Planning . KM

pairing: kate martin x reader

synopsis: kate says something she doesn’t mean and it puts your relationship at risk.

A/N: guys i think this is my favorite kate fic so far

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it had felt like you’ve known kate for a lifetime, having been together for 5 years. so naturally, when she proposed to you on your anniversary, you could hardly contain your excitement. there were tears, kissing and laughing (and the best engagement sex ever). it was the absolute best night of your life.

since you were a little girl you had dreamed of your wedding. you were obsessed with wedding dresses and falling in love, constantly imaging what your life was going to look like. when you’d play outside you’d make wedding bouquets out of wild flowers, or when you would draw portraits they’d always depict you walking down the isle. now that you were grown and engaged to the love of your life, you couldn’t wait to get started on planning the wedding.

kate, although she was equally ecstatic to get married, wasn’t as keen on wedding planning. she was more laid back with decisions and didn’t have any particular opinions on how she wanted it to look. ‘just as long as you’re happy, babe’ she would say. you didn’t mind all that much, in fact it made your life easier. you had full reign to make your wedding exactly how you had pictured it.

on the downside, it felt like you were doing this all alone when you really wished it was something you two could do together. you just wanted to sit down, after kate came home from practice and you from work, and look through different flowers and centerpieces. you wanted to do cake testings and pick out color schemes. but kate’s answer was always the same when you asked: ‘whatever you like, i like’.

you knew that possibly couldn’t be true. kate was an open book and you knew literally everything about her. there had to be at least one cake flavor she despised or one flower she didn’t like, there’s no way she was fine with anything. sometimes you felt irritated that there weren’t any disagreements about the wedding, she accepted any ideas you threw her way and it really bothered you. planning a wedding, throwing a party in honor of your love for one another, should be about what both of you want.

it had already been months since your engagement and the wedding was rolling around quicker than expected. within days, you became stressed and overwhelmed. there were still so many decisions to make, so many people to call, so many things that still needed to be made perfect. these past few weeks have been incredibly hectic, and to no surprise, you felt isolated and alone. perhaps it was just typical bridal anxiety, or maybe it was the fact that your fiancé wanted nothing to do with helping prepare for your big day.

one late night, around 12 am, you sat on the floor of your shared living room. you had came home late from a night shift at work, waiting up for kate to come home from a night out with the team. with the wedding being so close you decided to spend the extra time tying loose ends and checking things off your to do list. you always waited for kate when she was out late, it was near impossible to sleep without her, so you didn’t mind.

there were folders and binders spread on the coffee table in front of you. little scraps of color samples and inspiration pictures took up every square inch, various phone numbers and addresses also scattered every which way. to any outsider, it’d seem like chaos, but you enjoyed the sweet moments of wedding planning.

not long after you organized the floral section of your wedding binder, you heard the lock of the front door click open. it was followed by the creak of the hinges and heavy footsteps. you looked over from your spot on the ground, seeing kate drop her bag at the door and kick her shoes off. she was tired, you could tell, but still buzzing from hanging out with her teammates.

“hey, baby! you’re home!” you smiled as she approached you. she leant down to press a chaste kiss to your lips before setting down on the couch that you sat against.

“hey,” she was slightly out of breath. she was leaning over your shoulder now, eyeing the mess on the table “wedding stuff? this late?”

“yeah, i wanted to keep myself busy while i waited for you”

“gotcha” with a monotone response, she was already dismissing you and pulling out her phone. she didn’t ask about what you were arranging or what folder you were working on, but instead she was checking instagram?

it made your blood boil slightly, the way that she was completely clueless to anything wedding related.

“want to help me?” you asked, looking back at her “if you’re gonna be up for a little longer, i’d like the help”

“you know me, babe. i’m really not good with that, you’ve got the eye for all of it” she didn’t even bother to make eye contact with you.

“really?” you choked back a scoff, torn between wanting to be mad and confront her or letting the matter roll over.

“what do you mean ‘really’?” now she was paying attention, typical.

“don’t worry about it, let’s just go to to bed” you pushed yourself off the floor, putting on your slippers and heading for the stairs. before you could move, however, kate had grabbed your wrist gently to keep you in place.

“well i am worried,” her face contorted to any angry frown “why are you mad all of the sudden?”

“because kate, you’re pissing me off”

“what the hell did i do?”

you wanted to scream, the emotion starting to build up inside of you. for months you had been annoyed with how she left all the wedding stuff for you to do. how she didn’t even want to be involved in this made you feel like you weren’t doing this wedding to proclaim your love, that you were really just doing it for yourself.

it wasn’t your intention to pick this fight tonight, but oh god did you just want to get it all off your chest.

“i’m pissed because you don’t even want to help with this wedding, kate! you can’t even sit down with me for 5 minutes and help me organize a fucking folder”

“that’s not true i-”

“no it is!” you didn’t even want to hear the bullshit that was bout to spew from her mouth. she remained on the couch, jaw clenched in anger as you cut her off “every time i ask you to do something, you blow me off and leave me to do it by myself! you have no interest in doing any of it with me”

“babe, i’m just not good at that stuff. i thought you wanted to plan this?” she was chewing at the inside of her cheeks now, you could tell she was trying to avoid this conversation.

“with you! i want to plan this with you! but for some reason you want no part in it! i have asked time and time again for a little help in hopes that you’d become interested in it. because in all honesty, kate, i don’t even care about the wedding being perfect. i just want to do it with you! i want you to care and to go to run wedding errands with me, i want you to want to do it with me, but you don’t even give a shit!”

her face started to turn red with annoyance, eyes pressed shut. her large hands covered her face as the ran down her cheeks. she was practically huffing as she sat there listening to you completely hound her for her disinterest.

“you haven’t even asked me about what flowers i decided to go with or shown any fucking interest in my god damn dress. my dress, kate, the part that i’m most excited for. you don’t even care about that and it hurts. and you dont ev-”

“jesus, i don’t care about the fucking wedding, YN!”

she could have just punched you right in the face, it probably would have hurt less than hearing her say that. your heart dropped, noticing how she was seething in rage. jaw still clenched, hands tugging at the roots of her hair, trying to calm herself down.

your eyes welled with tears, body frozen as you tried to process what just happened. she she really not care at all? it didn’t take long for the tears to start spilling, running down your cheeks in heavy cascades. a sob struck your body, you tired to bite your lip to hold it back but it was no use.

“great,” you muttered. she finally looked up at, body softening when she realized what she said “glad i know how you feel”

“baby…” she stood up abruptly, trying to come over to you.

“save it, it’s clear that you don’t care about the wedding” more sobs took over you, it killed kate to see you like this. she was kicking herself internally for even thinking that. why did she say that?

“if it’s really that big of a deal” you stepped back when kate tried to reach for you hand to apologize “then let’s just call the whole thing off”

“YN, no” she begged, tears of her own building up “baby come on, i didn’t mean it, don’t say that”

“why not? i mean you don’t have any interest in it. like at all, not even enough to spend time with me to do it. so let’s just call it”

“i don’t want to call it off” her lips contorted to a frown “i wouldn’t have proposed if i didn’t want to marry you and spend the rest of my life with you. honey please, i don’t want to call it off”

“you’re not acting like it” is all you could say, you were truly speechless at this point. “why scream at me that you ‘don’t care about the wedding’ when i’m trying to express my feelings to you if you don’t want to call it off”

“because i’m a fucking idiot” her voice wobbled as she began to cry. the pattern of her tears mimicking yours “i don’t know why i said that, it’s not true even in the slightest. i’ve just been so stressed with everything recently and stuff with the wedding has just been so overwhelming, but at the end of the day i just want to marry you, baby. that’s no excuse, i’ll admit that i haven’t been a very good fiancé”

“no you haven’t” you crossed your arms, wiping away some of your tears “i know things are stressful…and i get that, but you don’t even seem interested. like you don’t want to do this with me”

“i do,” another wave of sadness washes over her “i think i’m just scared. things are happening so quick and change makes me nervous…our life is so perfect and i’m worried that i’m gonna fuck it up somehow. whether it’s planning the wedding or being a shitty wife, i feel like im going to fail”

“kate…” you swallowed deeply. it sent another pang to your heart knowing that this is how she felt all along “is that really how you feel? like you’re going to fail?”

she nodded, sniffling as she looked down at her feet in embarrassment. you ran over to her in an instant to pull her into your arms. she collapsed into your body, arms wrapping around your waist, chin sitting atop your shoulder as she cried to you. your hands rubbed her back smoothly, letting her get all of it out.

“i’m sorry, i’m so sorry that i’ve been so shitty” you could feel your shirt dampen with teardrops “you don’t deserve any of this. i can’t believe i said i don’t care, i never meant it, i swear”

“hey hey hey,” your hand now finding the back of her head, running your fingers through her hair “it’s going to be ok, i get it, we can work past that. but the last thing i want is for you to feel like you’re going to be a shitty wife. baby, i don’t think you could be a bad wife even if you tried”

“you’re just saying that”

“i’m not! i mean it! you’re the love of my life and i think you’re perfect inside and out. i wouldn’t have said yes if i didn’t accept every part of you. we’ll have ups and downs like everyone does, but that doesn’t mean i don’t still love you and it certainly doesn’t make you a shitty wife”

she released you from the hug when you took ahold of her shoulders. you ran your palms up and down her biceps before moving to her face, fingers grazing her cheekbones.

“it’s going to be ok, alright?” you cracked a smile, pressing a kiss to her forehead as you got up on your tip toes.

“i’m sorry, i love you so much” she pulled you in for a real kiss, this time, lips coming into contact with yours.

“i love you too”

after that night, kate made it her mission to change. she started helping out more, like you had asked, but she was also doing things on her own. kate picked out her suit, called the wedding photographer, and a handful of other things on your list. it was clear to you now that she just needed reassurance. it was going to take sometime to recover from what she had said to you, but you knew none of it was true and it was something you could work past.

you just wanted to marry your girl.

and marry her, you did.

[okwonyo]

memories of heart.

ᙏ̤̫ 엔하이픈 ( 형들 ) + femreader （ ？） fluff established relationship warning not-proofread skinship kissing & 500 —⠀ bookshelf

notes. i'm so sleepy T^T

heeseung

arcade date: has always dreamed about going to this kind of dates; especially as the hopeless romantic as he is and how much he loves video games, the thought of playing a bunch of these with the one he loves makes him become red from cheerfulness. proud smile on his face, he is the type to win a plushie a prize for a game and offer it to you— “thank you for being here with me”

photobooth date: is beyond annoying about which poses you should do, claiming he wants the set of pictures to be perfect. ‘sit like that’s and ‘put your hand over here, baby’s before each flash, he makes you sit on his laps and hold you by the waist firmly. giving up on posing perfectly, he always and up giggling when you look at him for a slip second— hand slipping from the top of your thigh to right before the knee, you can see his cheeks growing red in the photography.

jongseong

stargazing date: prepares a whole picnic for the night, with your favorite flowers and dishes— made sure to put on the most romantic songs he has ever heard, with a couple of scented candles as-well.. whispers; “i think i love you too much, because..” he squeezes your hand, “in a sky full of stars, i will only ever see you” while you both watch the stars shining in the sky, he only watches them through your shiny eyes.

baking date: lets you tie the bow of his soft pink floral apron you bought for him for your six months anniversary. dots on you during the whole time, hand placed on your lower back as you put on glazing on the cute cake just made— leaning in as you does too, he might fall into it if he keeps on going. his favorite part is when you feed him some red and sugary strawberries.

jaeyun

lantern festival date: he takes you there after you told him you always wanted to go to one, mainly inspired by reponzel but also because you find the concept beautiful— and he is willing to do anything to make you happy. he holds the lantern as you put the candle in it, thinking you look so cute with that focused expression of yours. finds himself enjoying the rise of all the lanterns in the sky.

beach date: initially wanted to take a walk; claiming that the summer's warmth and clear sky was too beautiful to be missed. hand in hand, bumping shoulders when one of you says something funny, walking away from each other and coming back when the distance threatens to make your hands let go of each other. you end up both in the water at some point, clothes still on but barely even caring— he helps you float on your back, tries to kiss you under the salty water..

sunghoon

biking date: has spent weeks trying to find the perfect place to go biking together and made sure to do it when the weather starts being nice again. at some point, he starts biking close to you and with one single hand; trying to reach you with a stupid smile on his face, he loves cliche, you reach his hand and your fingers touch.. you hold hands for ten minutes before he almost falls.

auquarium date: running around the almost empty walls of the aquarium as you booked for the night session, looking at the fish wide headed as you swear it looks exactly like your boyfriend, holding hands while the blue hue kisses your skin tenderly— everything that makes an aquarium date one and are one your ‘date to do’ list, are the things you and him would do instinctively.

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Sweet Home Indiana Part 10

The last chapter my lovelies! It has been a long road to get here, but we made it. Thank you to everyone who comment, liked, or reblogged. I read and appreciate each one.

Chrissy and Robin get their wedding and Steve and Eddie get their happily ever after.

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9

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Eddie, Steve, and Robin waited at the airport, just outside of security waiting for Chrissy’s plane to land.

“This is ridiculous,” Robin huffed, crossing her arms and looking down at her feet. “I hope you know that.”

Eddie and Steve just grinned at each other.

She rolled her eyes. “I forgot how disgusting you two could be when you got together.”

“That’s homophobic,” Steve said with a sneer.

Robin sputtered and flailed her arms about. “What! I can’t be homophobic! I’m a lesbian!”

“No, no,” Eddie said tapping his lips thoughtfully, “he’s right. That was homophobic!”

Robin, who had been expecting Eddie to agree with her, started sputtering again. But before she could really lay into him, he started jumping up and down.

“Chrissy!” he called out, waving his hand high in the air. “Over here!”

Robin froze and gulped loudly next to him. “Um...I’mma faint now, okay?”

Steve poked her in the ribs. “No fainting and absolutely no dying.”

She jumped away from his finger with a shriek as Chrissy reached them. Chrissy gave Eddie a kiss on the cheek.

“I missed you,” she murmured as Eddie picked her up and swung her around.

“I missed you, too, Chrissy poo!” he replied planting a large, messy, wet kiss on her cheek. “This is the indomitable Robin Buckley and the ever perfect Steve Harrington.”

“You make me sound like a cartoon dog!” Robin protested.

Chrissy raised an eyebrow. “I don’t know I always thought Jenna was pretty smokin’ for a dog.”

Robin’s jaw dropped and her eyes went wide. She turned to Eddie slowly, like a creepy doll in a horror movie.

“Shit, she’s perfect.”

Chrissy and Steve laughed as Robin dug out ten dollars from her pocket and slammed it in Eddie’s hand.

“I told you not to bet against him, Bobbie,” Steve cackled. “Anyone worth Eddie faking straight for would have to have our sense of humor.”

Robin rolled her eyes. “Yeah, yeah. You just want them to hurry and break up so you can make out with your husband again.”

Eddie and Chrissy turned to look at Steve who had not refuted said claim, but instead was a very dark shade of red and refusing to look anyone in the eye.

Chrissy decided to take pity on the poor guy and ask, “What’s the news on Gareth?”

“Gareth will be getting into town on Wednesday and can only take a few days off before he has to go back. He has a huge meeting with some investors wanting a stake in his vineyard.”

“How the hell Gareth became the rich snob, I’ll never guess,” she replied, shaking her head.

“So we’ll have the wedding on Saturday,” Robin said, quickly interrupting before they went down a rabbit hole neither she nor Steve could dig them out of. “I understand you brought your wedding dress.”

Chrissy held up the large white garment bag and unzipped it. “It’s black!” she said cheerfully.

Robin’s eyes went wide again. “I’m in love with you.”

Steve bumped her with his hip with a wide grin. “She always wanted to wear a white tux to her wedding.”

Chrissy’s eyes went wide with amazement. “That’ll be perfect! Me in a black wedding dress, the other bride in a white tux, we’d look fantastic!”

“We’ve got a photographer already lined up,” Eddie said brightly. “And Stevie is making the cake.”

“Now all we need is place to have it,” Robin agreed.

“Oh, I’ve got just the place,” Eddie said grinning from ear to ear.

****

The place turned out to be Jeff’s parents’ backyard where they had just had their fiftieth wedding anniversary. It was beautiful garden with a little brook and a gazebo in the middle. Chrissy fell in love with it immediately.

While Chrissy was talking to Mrs. Sinclair about the floral arrangements, Wayne came up to Eddie and clapped his hand on his shoulder.

“See?” he said with a grin. “There’s the sparkle I was talking about.”

Eddie, who had been writing down all the things they would need on Saturday, snapped his head up.

“I don’t know what you mean,” he huffed, crossly.

Wayne sat down next to him and leaned on the table. “Boy, you haven’t stopped smiling since you announced your fianceé was marrying someone else.”

Eddie blushed and ducked his head. “You make it sound so tawdry. I told you why I was gonna be the one to do it.”

Wayne nodded solemnly. “And I’m proud of you for wanting to do the right thing, but the right thing wouldn’t have made you happy.”

Eddie lifted his head to see where Steve was talking to Jeff and his mom about where the cake should go and soft, fond smile crept over his features.

“And there it is,” Wayne muttered. “The smile I haven’t seen in over a decade. The ‘I am hopelessly in love’ smile.”

Eddie’s cheeks darkened further. “Hopefully in love. Hopefully in love, Uncle Wayne.”

Wayne patted him on his shoulder and nodded. He couldn’t help but agree.

The whole town was coming together to get this wedding off the ground, Claudia Henderson was doing the food, Sue Sinclair was doing the flowers, Jonathan was doing the photography, Steve was making the cake, and of course Kendra and Dwayne Laurence were hosting the event.

Karen Wheeler had even offered to do Chrissy’s hair and makeup for the day.

Eddie was loving every moment. Especially getting to watch Steve in his element. He couldn’t wait until Saturday.

****

The day of the wedding dawned bright and clear, not cloud to be seen at all. It was like even Mother Nature herself was blessing their day.

Everyone had gathered, but there was huge swath of seats unfilled.

Steve frowned. “Eddie why are there so many seats on Robin’s side? Only her parents and a couple of her community college friends were coming.”

Eddie smiled sweetly at him. “Just trust me, okay, sugar?”

Steve bit his lip, but nodded tersely.

Eddie cupped his cheek and leaned down to look him in the eye. “Hey, hey, baby. It’s okay if you don’t trust me yet. I’ve got the rest of my life to prove I’m not gonna do a runner again.”

Steve let out a shuddering breath and then another.

“You promise it’s going to be okay?” he whispered, tears appearing at the corner of his eyes.

“As much as I can without factoring in that there are a lot of things outside of my control today,” he whispered back.

Steve nodded as Eddie wiped away his tears. “Now let’s get you all prettied up so you look perfect for the photos.”

Steve let out a water chuckle. “I can’t believe I was talked into this suit.”

He was in a clean, white suit to match Robin’s tux with a black dress shirt and white neck tie. Eddie was smartly dressed in white button up that was unbuttoned to the bottom of his ribs with a black leather jacket over that and clean black tuxedo pants and leather boots.

“You look so pretty, baby,” Eddie murmured back. “No offense to Chrissy, but you take the cake.” He stopped for a moment. “Please don’t take the cake. I just realized that that is a very real thing you can do. Please don’t. Chrissy would kill me.”

Steve burst out laughing. “I have no intentions of taking their cake. It’s fondant.”

Eddie grinned right back. It was almond paste fondant which meant it didn’t taste like chalk, but it was still something Steve the beautiful bitch he was would turn his nose up at.

“God, I love you,” he whispered, pulling Steve in for a kiss.

Steve smiled back. “I love you, too.”

****

They all walked down the aisle to stand in front of Jim Hopper, who was officiating as a justice of the peace. But before he could greet the attending guests, the doors to the house burst open.

Dustin, Max, Elle, Lucas, Will, Mike, and Erica with their families and plus ones came piling through muttering apologies for being late.

But judging from Jim’s grin, their lateness was planned. Steve looked over at Eddie who had an even bigger grin on his face.

Elle handed Eddie a microphone and went to sit down between Joyce and Will.

“Hello, everyone!” he greeted the crowd. “Don’t worry, I have full permission from the brides to do this, in fact it was Robin’s idea to begin with, so if this goes south, we’re blaming her!”

“Hey!” Robin protested hotly.

“So for those that don’t know,” Eddie continued, ignoring her completely, “Steve and I ran off to get married when Massachusetts made gay marriage legal. Then we did what stupid kids do when they don’t realize how good they have it and threw it all away. Then I met Chrissy and she is the most wonderful woman who needed a friend and someone to rely on. We thought it was me; turns out lesbians move fast.” He winked at Robin who took Chrissy’s hands with a laugh.

“But long before all this,” he said, his voice breaking from the emotion, “there were two boys with dreams. I got to live mine. I traveled the world, I got to play stadiums. I have actual fans. But that was never Steve’s dream.” Steve let out a watery chuckle as Dustin hugged him tight from behind. Steve reached up to hold Dustin’s wrist and give it a squeeze.

“His dream was a garden wedding surrounded by all his friends and loved ones, pledging himself to the man he loved,” Eddie croaked. “I told Steve last week—” he let out a breathless laugh. “God, was that really last week? It feels like such a life time ago. Shit. Anyway. I told Steve that I once thought that the man on the other side of the aisle would be me, but that I didn’t it see that way anymore.”

The audience let out a long “Awwww.”

“Sweetheart,” Eddie said coming over to take Steve’s hand, “that was the biggest lie I’ve ever told and I’ve told some whoppers in my life, just ask Wayne. But I’ve always wanted it to be me. Your dream became mine and I had to see it through.”

Steve threw back his head and laughed.

“So in addition to wedding these two lovely ladies,” he concluded, “we are also having a renewal of vows between Edward Munson and Steve Harrington Munson today, as well.” He brought Steve’s knuckles to his lips. “If that’s okay with you, Stevie?”

Steve nodded. “Of course it is! I can’t believe you guys did all this without me knowing. I love you all so much.”

A cheer went up.

Chrissy and Robin got married first and then they moved to stand next to Eddie and Steve as their best matrons.

“You deliberately kept this from so I wouldn’t write the sappiest speech, didn’t you?” Steve accused as Eddie took his hands.

“You caught me.”

Steve kissed his hands.

“Eddie,” he began. “Though the path to happiness was rough and long, there is no one I would rather spend the rest of my life with. We’ve already had the hard times and things can only get better from here. I’ve loved you through you chasing your dreams and learning to live mine. I didn’t realize I had lived life half asleep until you came back into town demanding a divorce. Which you still won’t get from me.”

The attending guests laughed.

“I burned the papers, babe,” Eddie replied. “No takes backsies!”

“Then I promise to love you for the rest of my days,” Steve finished, he pulled a ring out of his pocket. “I carry this around for good luck, I never thought I’d see the day where it would bring you back to me, too.” He slipped on Eddie’s finger as if it had been made for it.

Which it was. It was Eddie’s old wedding band, the one Steve had had specially made for them after the got back to Hawkins.

“My darts and my ring?” Eddie said with a chuckle. “You ole romantic, you.”

Steve just smiled warmly at him.

“Stevie,” Eddie said after taking a deep breath. “When I first came to town, everyone kept telling me I’d lost my sparkle. My joy in living. Even growing up in the harshest of homes until I landed with Uncle Wayne, I kept my sunny disposition. Even when people would mock me and call me freak, I leaned into it and made it a part of me. But since leaving Hawkins for fame and fortune, I lost that. I thought it was because my dream ended earlier than I wanted. But that wasn’t it.”

He choked back tears. “I’ve been talking to my friends, my brothers, my bandmates, since I started planning this wedding between Chrissy and Robin and I realized that it wasn’t just the touring and recording and all the shit that went with fame that caused the band to break up, it was my anger at losing you so easily. At not being able to have both and in the end it just became too much for the rest of the band to bear.”

“I’m not blaming them, or Steve for the record,” he told the crowd, holding up his hand. “And they’re aren’t blaming me either. It’s just the way the cookie crumbled and now, I’m standing here across from this beautiful man who was once my beautiful boy and realizing that this is my dream now. Him and him alone. I love you so much, sweetheart. I promise the only running I’ll do, is back to you.”

Then they leaned forward sealed their renewed vows to each other with a kiss.

****

Six months later:

Eddie stumbled forward with Steve pressed against his back, his hands over Eddie’s eyes as they waddled forward together.

“Why couldn’t we just have used my bandana?” Eddie groused, not for the first time.

“Because this is more fun for me,” Steve teased. “Now, shush and open your eyes.” He let go of him and stepped back.

They were standing in front of the building right next to the bakery that had been rundown and in disrepair for years. But now it was cleaned up with a metal aesthetic and big red neon sign that said “Hellfire Ink” in cursive font.

Eddie gasped out loud and covered his mouth with hands. He turned around to face Steve. “You can’t do this, honey. You should put the money back into the bakery.”

Steve shook his head. “No, baby. This was always the plan, you just sped it up a bit. I was building this for you to come home to. I thought that if I could just show you that you could tattoo and live in Hawkins, that you might want to come home to me.”

Eddie threw his arms around Steve’s neck and kissed all over his face. “I love you so much, sweetheart. More than anything, but this is too much.”

“Too late,” Steve said with a smile and held up the keys to the shop. “Come on, let me show you everything.”

Eddie grabbed the keys and Steve grabbed his hand to lead him to their future.

It was better than any dream teenage Eddie had ever hoped to have and if Eddie could go back in time and meet that stupid teenager, he’d tell him to not lose hope, even on the darkest nights, because at the end would bring his brightest days.

“Just wait until you see the inside!” Steve was saying and Eddie just smiled back.

Yeah, he could have wings and roots, too. Because this fit, too.

****

One thing that totally happened but didn't make it into the story was that Joyce and Claudia got together and made Steve his own cake with everything he wanted in a cake. It was much smaller than Robin and Chrissy's, more like a groom's cake, but it had Eddie and Steve figures on top.

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[yan-maid-cafe]

Yandere Birthday Scenerio

Julia and Thai (Yandere Couple)

It was late in the evening as you were currently sat at the table across from Thai, a soft smile on his face as he cupped his cheek in his palm. Dinner having just ended, leaving you sat here for whatever surprise the couple had planned.

Julia eventually returned from the kitchen, holding a tray carrying a large cake with the candles already lit. Placing the dessert in front of you as she sat herself on Thai's lap, that same soft smile on her lips. Did their expressions ever change? Julia clapped her hands as they both began to sing to you, it was awkward having to sit there with a forced smile on your face as if you weren't being held there against your will.

Eventually the song ended as they urged you to blow out the candles. Taking a shakey breath into your lungs, you let out the biggest breath you could. Hoping that despite how childish it was, that maybe that childhood belief was actually true.

The couple shared a look before thai reached into his pocket, pulling out a velvet box wrapped with a ribbon. Opening the top revealed a silver ring, one that matched the wedding bands on Thai and Julia's fingers, bright smiles on their faces.

"Happy Birthday!"

Lifting a shakey gaze at the cake in front of you, your eyes behold a single candle still alight. The flame flickering in the dimly lit room. Your wish wouldn't come true...

Edan (Yandere Imposter)

It was another late evening at home, sitting with your husband at home. Looking down at the wrapped box in your lap, the wrapping paper done elegantly with a ribbon tied around it. Since when did he remember your birthday? He never remembered it before.

Though seeing the happy smile on his face, you decided to give him the benefit of the doubt. Maybe he truly had changed for the better, or at least decided to put in the minimal effort into simply adding your birthday to his phone.

Opening the box, you were shocked to see various tropical clothes within. Ranging from floral shirts, to flip flops, to swimsuits. But sitting on top of everything were two cruise tickets. Swiftly turning your head in his directions, all he had was that same smile.

"Don't worry about the money, I took care of it. You just focus on getting everything in order. Happy Birthday Dear."

Of course, you didn't need to know that he had pulled the money out of his old bank account. After all, you deserved a vacation more then anybody. And if that vacation just so happened to involve fruity drinks and Edan getting to see you in a swimsuit. That just makes it even better. After all, you both deserve a treat after everything.

Lev (Yandere Scientist)

It was another night at the lab. Lev choosing to stay there longer than needed so that he could watch you. Healing was going fairly well, your swimming was getting better by the day. Though all it took was a look at the calender for Lev to see that it had officially been a whole year since you had entered his care.

He wasn't sure when your birthday was, or if merfolk even had a concept of birthdays. But he wanted to celebrate something with you, to celebrate having been with you for so long. Maybe this is less of a birthday and more of an anniversary.

Just the thought caused his face to flush. Would calling this your anniversary be weird, it's not like you could understand what he was saying. But refering to it as that just made his stomach get tied in knots. It's your birthday. He'll just say that.

Getting up from his desk, he grabbed a grocery bag from beside the desk. Approuching the large tank as you swam up to the top, looking up at him. Lev reached into the bag, pulling out the various gifts he had bought earlier that day. It was mainly just more water toys. Ranging from rings, to sinking toys, to ones that squirted water. But he eventually found what he was looking for, a ring of shrimp that resembled a cake. Meant to be given to fish if you were planning on leaving for a while so they could eat, but what were you if not just a large fish.

Placing the shrimp cake into the water, he watched it begin to sink before you quickly sunk your teeth into it. Happily eating the treat he had given you. Lev couldn't help but begin softly humming the birthday song, watching you eat with a pleased smile. He spoke softly under his breath, hard to tell if he was speaking more to himself or you.

"Happy Birthday, My Angel. I hope we can do this again next year."

Aod (Yandere Sorcerer)

It was another birthday alongside your fiance. Sitting in your home as he washed the dishes from dinner. Waiting for him to return with a soft smile on your face. Yet another day inside of the house, Aod deciding that it would be best to spend your birthday at home. It was odd to spend the day without your family and friends for once, but it was fine. You didn't want to spend the day with anyone but him.

Stepping back into the room was Aod, holding a cake in his hands. Placing it in front of you before sitting by your side, placing his hand on top of your own. His typical smile on his face as he looked at you.

"Happy Birthday Dear. This day has been perfect."

There were no candles on the cake. But that doesn't matter, what else could you ever wish for. You had everything you could ever need right here.

Aod cut into the cake, placing the slice onto your place. It was your favorite, but you couldn't help but notice that specks of pink sprinkled into the cake itself. Though Aod didn't seem to notice, or he didn't care, simply picking up the fork to pick up some of the cake. Holding the utensil up to your mouth, waiting for you to take a bite. Pushing the cake past your lips, it was sweeter than you remembered. Much sweeter. But you didn't mind, if anything it just made it taste better. Feeling yourself relax as you leaned your head against his shoulder, allowing him to continue hand feeding you.

What more could you ever want...

Elyse (Yandere Upperclassman) (Fem! Reader)

Yet another day in your dorm, flipping through channels on the TV. Your desk in the corner covered with various gifts and cards from classmates and your family, God you wished that you could have gone home for your birthday. But instead you had to stay here. Though it wasn't all that bad, you were currently waiting for the party that your friends were throwing in the library. Simply trying to kill time before they came to get you.

Your bedroom door eventually opened, revealing Elyse holding what looked to be a single large cupcake with a candle in it. She sat beside you putting the plate on your bed, a soft smile in her lips as she spoke to you.

"Happy Birthday. I baked you something."

She gave you a smile as she grabbed a lighter from her pocket, lighting the candle on the cupcake before holding it out for you. Without thinking much of it, you blew out the candle watching the smoke go into the air. Elyse took the candle out and sat the plate onto your lap. You decided to bring up the party and whether she would attend, all it took was a quick shake of her head for you to realize how dumb that question was. The student body was put on multiple parties ranging from holiday parties, to celebrations for getting through finals or winning a tournament. But she never went to a single one, so why would she go to your birthday party. She was probably just gonna stay in the dorm and study. Pulling off the wrapper of the cupcake, you took a bite into it. Eating as Elyse began to speak.

"And I don't think you should attend either. I know the kind of parties that my classmates put on. It'll be full of drugs and alchohol, and I wouldn't be surprised if they invited some guys from the boy's school. I think it's best you just stay here."

You couldn't help but look at her like she had grown a second head. Was she seriously asking you to skip on your own birthday party. That was absurd. You were fine with her being a homebody and not wanting to have fun with others but you weren't gonna let her ruin your day by making you stay here. You finished off the cupcake wiping the crumbs off your face before giving her a simple No, saying that you fully intended on going to your party.

Elyse let out a sigh before taking the plate and wrapper, leaving you alone in your room. You simply continued waiting for your friend to come and get you, but the longer it took the more it felt like your eyes were getting heavier. Until everything went dark, your head landing on your bed with a soft thud. Elyse eventually peeked through the door, seeing you asleep on your bed a smile tugging on her lips. Walking into your room, she picked up your phone from the nightstand. Putting in the code she had memorized by this point, she opened your best friend's contact, sending her a quick message. A simple "I'm not feeling well, let's take a rain check on the party".

This was perfect, placing the phone back down as she sat down beside you on the bed. Lifting your head to place it on her lap. Gently petting your head as she looked at your sleeping face.

"I wish we could have done this the easy way, but you're always so stubborn. At least we get to spend this day together..."

(A/N): I really need to stop setting deadlines for my works, it just makes me feel burnt out. But here's the stuff that I meant to post on my birthday. Some might be better then other's though. I'm thinking of doing stuff like this for each holiday, but I make no promises. This was just fun to think of.

[serene-faerie]

Elven Dessert headcanons

Sindar: Tarts are the most popular dessert among the Sindar. The Elves of Doriath like to use fresh berries in their tarts— the most popular one being blackberries. Blackberry tarts also happen to be Lúthien's favorite kind of dessert. Strawberry tarts are also well-liked, but it’s saved for special occasions. Melian, however, has a preference for cherry tarts. The Doriathrim are also known to use floral ingredients in their tarts, like elderflowers, lavender, and even roses. Their signature delicacy is the strawberry rose tart— an exquisite dessert that’s eaten during the annual Midsummer Feast, and during weddings. A special blackberry rose tart was served at the wedding of Beren and Lúthien, and the strawberry rose tart was served at the wedding of Dior and Nimloth. Among the Sindar of the Falas, egg tarts are very popular, and they also happen to be Thingol's favorite kind of tart as well. The Sindar of the Falas also enjoy treacle tarts during the Yuletide holiday, and this tradition continues well into the Third Age among the Elves of Mirkwood. Even Elrond himself has a preference for fruit tarts, and he had a cherry tart made for his wedding with Celebrian.

Vanyar: Cakes are their most preferred desserts. They have invented many different varieties of cakes in Valinor, and they are also skilled in the art of elaborate cake decorating. The most popular cake variety among the Vanyar is the sponge cake— it's served as a three-tiered cake, coated with rich buttercream icing of different colors, and these cakes will typically have very intricate decorations on each tier. Three-tiered sponge cakes are commonly served at Vanyarin weddings, including the weddings of Finwë and Indis, and Turgon and Elenwë. After the destruction of the Two Trees, the Vanyar Elves of Valimar create a special two-tiered cake colored silver and gold, and it's only ever served in remembrance of the Two Trees themselves. And following the War of Wrath, they create a white and gold cake to celebrate their victory over the forces of Morgoth, which becomes a tradition on every anniversary of Morgoth's imprisonment in the Void.

Teleri: Though the Teleri are renowned for their ship-building, they are just as well-known for their beautiful pastry desserts. Their most commonly-used ingredients are chopped nuts, honey, and other sweet syrups. The most popular Telerin desserts are frangipane sweets, baklava, and mille-feuille. Baklava is especially popular among the Teleri of Alqualondë, and it’s a favorite dessert of Princess Eärwen herself. Her father, on the other hand, prefers rose-flavored lokum, the chewy gelatinous candy coated in powdered sugar, which is a delicacy mostly enjoyed during festivals and weddings. A commemorative box of lokum and baklava was given out to the people of Alqualondë during the wedding of Finarfin and Eärwen. Lokum is especially popular among the Teleri of Tol Eressëa, and it was one of the sweets they shared with the Dúnedain of Númenor during the early years of the Second Age— where it would become a very popular Númenórean dessert.

Noldor: Biscuits and cookies are their preferred dessert. They’re quick and easy to make, and they can be enjoyed while they’re reading or smithing. Butter biscuits are very popular among the Noldorin population of Aman, and they happen to be Fëanor's favorite kind. When Fëanor and Nerdanel were married, Finwë handed out commemorative tins of butter biscuits to celebrate their union. The same thing happened for the wedding of Fingolfin and Anairë as well. These butter biscuits are also enjoyed in Nargothrond and Eregion, and are a common gift given during the Yule holiday. The Noldor of Gondolin, on the other hand, prefer sandwich biscuits with a rich ganache filling. When Tuor and Idril were married, a tin of these biscuits were given as commemorative gifts to the city's population. And though the ingredients of Middle-earth aren't the same as those in the Blessed Realm, the Noldor were quick to adapt and utilize these new ingredients to make these biscuits.

[anteroom-of-death]

Happy Anniversary!

Synopsis: It's yours and Malcolm's wedding anniversary. How will it go?

A/n: yayyy, a fic! Slightly spicy, very sweet. Thank you to all my readers. This man deserves a soft evening. I know, you know, we all know. Sorry for all my delays.

Why did it have to be a Wednesday? You wondered with a pout as you checked the calendar for the week. Smack dab in the middle of the week! To be completely fair, it was a leap year. And you chose a quiet Sunday afternoon to marry on.

Just, of all days to have your anniversary on? And during this political climate? Really was taking the romance out of it.

Not that you particularly cared past wanting a quiet weekend to come later, but the state of things? Really…

But he deserved a nice evening when he got home. That much was true. That much remained in your mind. Couldn’t you be a good wife and give your husband that?

You rolled your neck as you ventured out to the shops. The cracks and pops, intensely satisfying. It was raining and you could feel it in your bones that it was bound to get heavier as the day dragged on.

You filled up your tote bag and shuffled off.

You were right about the rain. It had only been around thirty minutes and it had gone from a light drizzle to a respectable torrential downpour. You felt yourself muffle a small scream into your jacket’s collar as you buttoned up the final snap before exiting the shop.

It was already afternoon and you decided to text Malcolm a general estimate on how long he thought he might have to stay in Number 10, all things considered.

He didn’t respond until you were already home and stewing in your lack on planning.

‘probs around 8, at best. if after 10 check with Sam. most liekly arrested for killing Mannion. xoxo -m’

You nodded and shut off your phone’s screen after a simple ‘ah.’

You picked up a book and grabbed a packet of crisps to help you while away your time until it was respectable to start dinner and make yourself a treat for his sore eyes. Some damp thriller novel about an autistic scientist who helped the FBI solve crimes. There was a TV based on it. The man from Buffy was in it.

After a few chapters, you looked at the clock on the TV cabinet mantelpiece. It read 19h04. Slamming the book shut, you went to your bathroom and slathered some full body skin-softening mask on and plucked a few errant hairs in your brows before making your way to the kitchen to cook.

Dinner was cooking, you had successfully popped the box-mix cake in the oven.

Time to work on you.

You thought about greeting him in that basic black bra and knickers set that he loved. The one that wasn’t fancy, just made you look phenomenal.

That might be a little too much, so you placed a simple dress, black with some floral print on it. Nothing fancy. You did the bare minimum of make up, just a little something to brighten up your eyes and accent your lips. Yet again, no fanfare. Just simple, attractive. More than a tad sexy.

You just put your hair into a scrunchie and let a few strands frame your face some.

By the time you arrived back in the kitchen it was a few minutes past eight-thirty. No sign of Malcolm yet. You placed everything on warm and set the table up with the flowers you grabbed from the shop and sighed as you clicked on the CD player and fussed about your choice of tunes…

Being a wife to someone already married to their job was exhausting. At least you didn’t really have to work much anymore. He made sure of that.

Not even five minutes later you started to hear him screaming into the phone up your steps. You knew it was showtime.

Hurriedly, you turned down some lights and went to light a few candles.

You quickly grabbed the sparkling fruit drink and poured a glass for him and made your way to the chair that faced the door. You perched yourself on its arm.

“Oh, next time you fucking think about fucking thinking- don’t! You hairless, feckless twat!” You heard him bellow as you also heard the receiver click off. Of course it was on speaker…

You knew that you had two minutes of him fuming and transitioning on the entrance so he didn’t take out his work on you. Not that you couldn’t follow him, tit-for-tat on a good day. It was just a mercy.

The keys popped into the door and he came in, dropping his work bag to the ground and sighing heavily.

“Hey, what’s all this, sweetheart? It’s dark!” He gave you a quick little laugh. The exhaustion from today lay heavily around his eyes. His face trying to smile, despite the previous conversation he had clearly had.

You placed the glass on the entrance table and removed his coat and blazer. You tossed both rather unceremoniously onto the ground and slid the glass in.

“Happy Anniversary?” You said in a tone that wasn’t quite sure of itself…

“Oh, yeah. I thought we were celebrating weekend?” His tone rang almost in reflection to yours.

“Now, what’s the fun in that? Today’s the real day!” You scoffed as you rolled your eyes back into your skull. “Let’s redo that whole entrance. You come in, I give you a drink. I take your coat…I’m wearing a low cut dress, dinners on the table…” You flourished your hand out for him to take advantage your hips punctuated the points just given.

“You didn’t have to do anything, just being here is enough.”

“This is for me.” You said as you leaned in to kiss his lips before he could say anything. “It is my wedding anniversary, you know?”

Malcolm shook his head and sighed. It was a half-second before he let himself be dragged to the table.

You plated very carefully as you put on a show with the candles and twirled the cacio e pepe into a shape that resembled a bird's nest. The green salad was already in tiny bowls next to the plates.

“Artsy. Posh.” He remarked.

“Yeah, keep that delusion up for dessert.” You said as you glanced at the sub-par cake with the word ‘Anniversary’ in writing-icing and an uneven coating of frosting on the other side of the kitchen area. You weren’t close to opening your own bakery any time soon.

You sat down at the table and leaned forward. Just enough for him to see that you were wearing his favorite bra of yours.

“So, I feel like an idiot, but here’s to us.” You offered in toast.

He clicked you glass in toast. His face, clearly incredulous but pleased and indulgent.

Dinner was fine. You listened to him bitch and moan about work, offering a sympathetic ear. That Reeder boy was up to something, you both could feel it. Maybe next time your presence was needed at some event, you’d try to worm your way in and get some insight for your husband.

Why not? You’re very pretty and Malcolm said your smile was both unnerving and disarming. Espionage…

You really were becoming a politician’s wife.

When your dinner portion of the evening was over, you grabbed the cake.

He laughed at your scrawl. “Nigella has nothing on you.”

“Yeah, yeah.” You humbly replied as you pulled your scrunchie a tad bit tighter against your scalp. You also let out laugh.

“So, do you have any more plans?” He probed.

You got out of your chair and straddled his lap. You kissed Malcolm’s forehead as you pulled the fabric of your dress up and positioned yourself directly over his cock.

“Now, that’s up to you, darling.” You smiled and brushed your hands over his temples and rested your fingers intertwined on the back of his skull.

“Oh, maybe. I’m so tired, but hmmn.” He began to ponder it.

You switched gears and slid off his lap and onto your knees.

“I can do a bit of this. Take a load off.” You pawed at his belt and the front of his slacks.

“Yeah, that does sound good.” He groaned in anticipation. “I’ll eat you out until you can’t walk Saturday, yeah? Full fucking wheelchair…” He offered in trade.

“I’ll take that trade.” You smiled and offered your hand to seal the deal.

He took it and shook, then leaned back.

You unbuckled his belt and he helped you slide down his boxers and slacks. He was already stiffening with the prospect of head, as well as probably the sight of you on your knees, all slightly-dolled up and eager to please.

Once he was properly situated, you took one of your hands and placed it on his shaft and started slowly motioning up and down. You leaned down and licked your lips before getting ready to open your mouth and play with his head. You looked up through your lashes and saw his eyes shutter close. He looked a tad bit more relaxed as you went further down his length with your mouth.

You removed the hand keeping you steady and cupped his nuts and stroked them some as you took the hand formerly stroking and put it on the ground.

Keep yourself from losing balance with his dick in your mouth. You could see him relaxing and letting you control the entire situation.

You kept up, succinctly and teasing and licking until he started to buck into the chair.

He was close, so you sectioned you tongue to against the wall of your throat and enclosed yourself all the way down to the base of him…

He came quickly, and you decided to not mess up anything that you had, so you just swallowed and dealt with the taste. You’d grab a tiny extra bite of cake or two.

No big deal!

“There’s a little love.” He mumbled out, looking completely drained, a sleepy smile crawling from ear to ear. “So good, don’t know how I got this lucky.” He said as he stroked your hair with one hand and pet your chin with the other. “Such a little sweetheart…” He tapped the edge of your chin.

You blushed furiously.

After a while, your little party moved to the sofa, you ended up stripping out of the party dress and fancy underwear, opting for a large sweater and a pair of sweatpants. Your husband followed suit and donned his usual fleece and a pair of sweats you swore he stole from you…

You both laid horizontally pressed deep against each other and your socks rubbing together.

Malcolm tossed over a blanket and rested his leg over yours as some program on BBC Two droned on. He tucked your hair behind your neck and rested his chin on the curve of your shoulder and neck.

“I would have been fine with chips and this.” He admitted. “Being married to you is treats enough for me.”

“Now you tell me.” You joked as your eyes glazed over, fixated on the telly.

The rain picked up even harder outside, sharper even still.

[rosesinspirationandreference]

🎈 159 Random Fic/Art Prompts 🎈

A 159 random prompts to hopefully inspire your creativity!

A Game of Baseball

A Geographic Feature

A Great Explorer

A Hurried Look

A Large Dog

A Life of Crime

A Life of Song

A Well-Known Book

Alcohol

Animal Sounds

Anniversaries

Around the House

At the Casino

At the Opticians

At the Racecourse

Athletics

Bags

Baking a Cake

Beach Holiday

Bicycle Trip

Boats

Body Marks

Boiled Sweets

Bring Me a Shrubbery

Camping Tent

Cast Aside

Celebration

Cheese

Chemistry Lesson

Chess

Coins

Colourful

Colourful Horse

Container

Copy That

Counting Up

Definitely Not Clean

Definitely Not Warm

Different Type of Coffee

Doesn’t Really Care

Draw a Diagram

Driving Test

Educator

Exam Time

Family Members

Fast Food

Faultless

Fears and Aversions

Feel Better Soon

Financial Matters

Floral Bouquet

Fluffy Animals

Fully Primed

Game of Cricket

Garden Pond

Gardening

Get It Done

Get Ready for the Day

Getting a New Hat

Give It a Knock

Gone Dancing

Gone Swimming

Good at Something

Grand Prix

Hair Care

Holiday Island

Hotel Stay

In a Month

In the Ocean

Inside Your Head

Internal Organs

Investing

It Goes Bang

It Won’t Happen Again

It’s Just A Table

It’s Only an Overview

Job Application Form

Kitchen Implements

Lacking Courage

Laws of Science

Leisure Time

Logic Puzzle

Looking for a Bargain

Lots of Energy

Martial Arts

Materials

Math’s Hard

Medicine Cabinet

Minerals

Morning Cereal

Mountain Climbing

Moving Around

Needing a Car Part

Newspaper

Not a Good Plan

Not a Secret

Not Everything

Not Feeling Too Good

Not Getting Much Done

Not in the Real World

Not Shutting Up

Not Very Sensible

Noxious Gas

Olympic Sports

On a Diet

On Another Planet

On the Computer

On the Outside of the House

On Top of the World

Out of the Norm

Party Games

Personal Qualities

Pizza Topping

Plant Flowers

Populated Area

Reading Music

Romantic Evening

Rooms

Ruin It All

Second-Hand Account

Second-Hand Item

Security Service

Shades of Green

Shoes

Shopping on the Internet

Sliding Around

Smell a Rat

Snorkelling Trip

Soft Drink

Solving Crimes

Something Funny

Somewhere to Sit

Somewhere to Stay

Stargazing

Styled Furniture

Symbols

Take Flight

Take the Biscuit

Team Sports

Tell Me What You Think

That’s It

The Birds and the Bees

This Kind of Thing

Time for Sleep

Time for Tea

Tittle-Tattle

Total Failure

Travelling by Air

Try to Get Your Own Way

Trying to Sell You Something

Very Rich People

Visit to the Dentist

Visit to the Post Office

Visit to the Theatre

Volcano

Whodunnit?

Windy Outside

Woodwind Instrument

Worn on the Legs

[thedeluluverse]

Summary: On a two-year anniversary, you and your boyfriend travel to a beautiful new park that just opened. With a color-changing fountain, lampposts resembling Narnia, and aesthetic benches and floral arrangements everywhere, your photographer's heart is bursting with joy! When you pan to the side and see your boyfriend holding a ring and one knee on the ground, you think you're seeing things through the lens. It's a real-life movie moment that will change your future forever!

Pairing:  OT7 x photographer!reader.

Rating: Everyone

Genre:  fluff, established relationship!au, anniversary trip

Word Count: 997

Warnings:  none, just possible tear-inducing fluff

Context: You've just panned over and see your boyfriend smiling up at you in proposal stance, and you're looking at them with shocked wide eyes…

Jin:

Y/N- “I… wait, are you pranking me or something for a reaction?” *looking warily at him with teary eyes*

J- "Okay, look, I know I joke around a lot, y/n, but I'm serious. Probably the most I've been in my life. So will you do me the honor of being Mrs. Worldwide Handsome??" 👀👀

Y/N- *giggles* "Of course, my love!"

J- *stands up and slips on the ring, looking into your eyes* “I can’t wait to have my Sun next to me  for the rest of my life.”

Y/N- "Me neither, my Moon." <3

Yoongi:

YOON- “Aish y/n, you look like you saw a ghost. A simple no would’ve sufficed” *starts to get off the ground*

Y/N- *gently lays a hand on his shoulder* "It's nothing like that, you dramatic cat… I just…look, it caught me off guard, ok?"

YOON- *slightly pouts* “Okaayy… so will you-“

Y/N- *squats down and wraps arms around his neck* "I will! Yes! I'll agree in every language if you want. Hehe."

YOON- *helps you to your feet and brushes your hair out of your face* "That's sweet, jagiya, but you're fine. Now let's go get some celebratory cake or soju or anything!! If it is with you, I'm there."

Hobi:

H- *eyes are wide as they can go staring nervously, awaiting an answer*

Y/N- “Wait… is that where you were the other day? I knew something was off!”

H- “What do you mean?”

Y/N- “You really expected me to believe you would volunteer at the zoo? I wasn't born yesterday, Hoseok" *raises an eyebrow and smirks* "My beloved fiancé suddenly was more than fine spending his spare time at a place with snakes, bugs, and nasty smells bombarding him?"

H- "I'll admit it wasn't the best cover-up but….hold on…you just said, fiancé!" *pops up from the ground and grabs your shoulders in excitement*

Y/N- "Yes, I did, you silly jack in the box!”

H- "Sorry, hope my sudden move didn't startle you. I just am so relieved, honey. Let's go home now; all the adrenaline is crashing."

Y/N- “Same here. Let's go rest up. I can't believe you were worried! I can't thrive without my Sunshine squirrel."

Namjoon:

N- *clears throat* “Y/N, would you make me the happiest tree and put down roots with me?”

Y/N- “I.. are you asking me to mar-“

N- "Aish, yes, I'm asking you to marry me. I just was trying to go poetic with it but made it confusing I'm sorry…." *Stands up and closes ring box looking at the ground sheepishly*

Y/N- *grabs hand* "Hey, look at me. I loved your wording; it was more of a surreal like 'wow, this is happening' moment, love."

N- *sniffs blaming allergies* “I know what you mean, so does that mean…”

Y/N- "Yes, my sweet koala, I'm saying it would be a dream come true to be your wife."

-you both share a tearful embrace while smiling as wide as you are able, imagining what is to come-

Jimin:

Y/N- “Oh wow, that looks so unique! It's beautiful, Jiminssi!

JM- "I'd hope so; it's custom-made." *blushes*

Y/N- "When did you have time to … wait… is that why you were holed up in your office a couple of weeks ago??"

JM- *rubs back of neck* "Yeah… pulled some strings with Tiffany, and they let me handpick EVERYTHING about the ring. I felt so bad not hanging out with you the other day, but… now you understand why I kept saying it was a crucial meeting."

Y/N- “I definitely do I just…* starts bawling*

JM- *hurriedly stands up and guides you to a bench wiping your tears* "Hey there, what's wrong, baby? If you don't like it, I can return it y/n I promise!"

Y/N- *chuckles* "No, it's perfect! I'm not used to people putting that much effort into something for me or paying that level of attention to what I like, so I just got overwhelmed. In case that wasn't clear, the answer is most certainly yes."

JM- *lip starts to quiver as he affixes the perfectly sized ring onto your finger* “You’ve just made my century my future Mrs. Mochi!”

Taehyung:

T- “Y/N, my angel, my everything, will you marry me? Please?”

Y/N- "I thought you'd never ask; of course I will, my Tae Bear!"

T- *stands up immediately and puts the ring on you* "Do you like it? I had it made special to where garnet is the main stone, and there are mini stones of your birthstone surrounding it since you are my galaxy."

Y/N- "It's beautiful, babe, and so thought I might cry right here."

T- "Aww, hun, you're so precious. I promise to do all I can to protect your heart, mind, and body until my last breath. Let's head home; I'm sure cuddles with our Tan will be perfect!"

*' At Last' by Etta James starts playing*

Y/N- “Did you plan this?”

T- "No, but I'm not complaining, my adorable cub." *cups your face and gives you a deep kiss in relief*

Jungkook:

Y/N- "Is this why you've been extra teary-eyed lately, my sensitive bun?"

JK- *pouts while wiping away a few runaway tears* "Maybe…."

Y/N- "Aww, come here, handsome; of course, I'll be Mrs. Jeon!"

'Until I Found You by Stephen Sanchez starts playing-

JK- *is slightly startled* "Well, this is an even more memorable moment now." *surprises you by picking you up and spinning you around, giggling like a maniac, then placing a quick peck on your nose*

Y/N- “You sure know how to surprise a girl! What next?”

JK- *gently tugs on your hand* "We gotta get home to tell Bam and Army; they'll be so happy! Plus, they've been so curious about you! If that's okay with you, that is…"

Y/N- "That's fine with me, Kookie, but after, can we watch Netflix and eat something together?"

JK- "I love you so much; you know me well. Of course, you can have anything you want, babe."

[merrybrides]

Questions To Ask Your Wedding Cake Baker

The sweetest part (literally) of the wedding planning process is choosing your wedding cake! But before you sign the contract, be sure to ask your baker or cake designer all the important questions. We have prepared a list of the top 10 questions to ask during your wedding cake consultation.

1. DOES MY WEDDING DATE WORK WITH YOUR SCHEDULE?

This is the most important interview question to ask a baker. Before you make a visit in person or schedule a tasting, ask if the cake baker has availability on the days leading up to your wedding to prepare your towering dessert. Popular cake vendors often book up fast, so don’t put this wedding planning to-do list item off until the last minute.

2. WHAT ARE MY CAKE FLAVOR AND FILLING CHOICES?

Each cake baker should be able to provide a list of options for flavors and filling. If you have your heart set on a certain type of cake, such as red velvet or carrot cake, this is the time to check if it’s something they can make for you. Request some of your top flavor pairings before your sample tastings so the baker can have them all prepared and ready for you to try.

3. DO YOU OFFER ORGANIC, VEGAN, GLUTEN-FREE, DAIRY-FREE, AND NUT-FREE OPTIONS?

If you or one of your guests has special dietary restrictions, you’ll need to find a cake baker who can accommodate them. Ask about these options if you need something other than a traditional cake. If your cake does end up containing gluten or nuts, be sure to relay this message to your wedding guests on your dessert signs.

4. DO YOU DESIGN CUSTOM CAKES, OR DO I SELECT FROM SET DESIGNS?

This is a key factor in how to choose your wedding cake. If you don’t have any particular details you want for your cake, it helps to be able to choose from the baker’s selection of set designs. But if you have a particular look or style in mind (or you want it to match your wedding stationery), it’s important to find a baker who will work with your custom concept.

5. WE’D LIKE TO USE FRESH FLOWERS ON OUR CAKE. CAN YOU WORK WITH OUR FLORIST TO DO SO?

One of the most beautiful ways to enhance your cake is to add fresh flowers. Many bakers will offer this option, but if you want the cake to match perfectly to your bouquet or other floral arrangements, be sure to find out whether they’ll collaborate with your florist. In most cases, the florist will bring the flowers directly to your wedding venue and add them to the cake the morning of the reception.

6. WHAT’S YOUR DELIVERY PROCESS?

This question to ask a cake baker for weddings is critical to the logistics of your big day. Most will offer delivery to local venues for an added fee (so be sure to factor that into your total budget). If that’s an option, it’s wise to take advantage of it since they know the safest way to transport the cake and will be able to get it set up for you at the reception. Coordinate with the venue so the baker knows exactly where to go when they arrive.

7. DO YOU RENT CAKE STANDS, CAKE KNIVES, AND/OR CAKE TOPPERS?

Don’t skip over this question to ask at a wedding cake consultation. If the baker doesn’t provide these items, you’ll want to plan ahead and bring your own to the reception. It would be embarrassing if you had nothing to cut the cake with! Make sure any cake stands you purchase are the correct size to accommodate the cake.

8. CAN WE FREEZE THE TOP TIER? WILL YOU PROVIDE A BOX SO WE CAN SAVE IT?

Are you hoping to enjoy a slice of your wedding cake after the honeymoon or on your first wedding anniversary? This classic wedding tradition actually dates back many centuries to when married couples usually had a child within the first year of being married. The preserved wedding cake could be brought out to celebrate the birth of the child. Find out if your baker provides freezing directions and a box so you too can practice this tradition.

9. HOW DO YOU PRICE YOUR WEDDING CAKES?

If budget is a big factor for you in how to pick a wedding cake baker, you’ll want to prioritize this question. Many bakers price their cakes by the slice, with additional fees for things like specialty fillings, custom designs, cake stand rentals, and delivery to the venue. In addition, some bakers charge separately for the top tier. If you are planning a smaller event or micro wedding, you may opt for a smaller, more decedant cake, that will also save on your total cost. According to a recent Brides.com article, the average wedding cake cost is around $350.

10. WHAT IS YOUR REFUND POLICY IF WE NEED TO CANCEL OUR ORDER?

What if you need to delay your wedding? Couples planning weddings in late 2020 and early 2021 know all about the complexities of solidifying wedding details during a global pandemic. Will your baker simply move the order out to a new date? Will you incur a rescheduling or cancellation fee to your original order? These are important questions to ask your wedding cake baker regarding cancellations. Some may offer a refund if you cancel far enough in advance, while others may require full payment.

[wordsbeforeflowers-always]

Carnation

The carnation means fascination, distinction, and love. According to a Christian legend, carnations grew from the Virgin Mary's tears as she watched Jesus carry the cross. This is how they became associated with motherly love.

Know more about amazing carnation

Carnation

Dianthus caryophyllus

ALSO KNOWN AS

Clove Pinks, Angelier (Afr.), Border carnation, Clove pink, Cottage pink, Divine flower, Gilly flower, Picotee

Carnation is the birth flower for those born in the month of January.

Carnation Symbolism & Colors

Carnations grow in a wide variety of colors including pink, white, red, yellow, and scarlet. They are popular flowers for dying, so if you can’t find a natural color you like you can create it! Each color has a different meaning.

White carnations symbolize purity and luck.

Light red carnations symbolize admiration.

Dark red carnations symbolize love and affection.

Pink carnations symbolize gratitude.

Yellow carnations symbolize disappointment or rejection.

Purple carnations symbolize capriciousness.

Traditions and history

In France, purple carnations are the traditional funeral flower.Carnations are given on 1st anniversaries as a sign of love and commitment.They’re the second most popular cut flower after roses.

Carnations are the national flower of Spain and Slovenia.Since Ottoman times, red carnations and tulips are used in the interior wall paintings of mosques in Turkey. It is often said that while tulips represent God, carnations are the symbol for prophet Muhammad .{peace be upon him}

Carnations were mentioned in Greek literature 2,000 years ago. The term dianthus was coined by Greek botanist Theophrastus, and is derived from the Ancient Greek words for divine ("dios") and flower ("anthos"). The name "carnation" is believed to come from the Latin corona-ae, a "wreath, garland,

The formal name for carnation, dianthus, comes from Greek for "heavenly flower", or the flower ofCarnation Cultural Significance.

Carnation in poets

Carnations have inspired many artists, poets, and authors. British composer Joseph Mazzinghi wrote a song entitled “Ye Shepherds Tell Me”, which told of a beautiful girl wearing a wreath of flowers.

A wreath around her head,

Around her head she wore,

Carnation, lily, lily, rose,

And in her hand a crook she bore,

And sweets her breath compose.

Esteemed artist John Singer Sargent was influenced by this song, and created a painting entitled Carnation, Lily, Lily, Rose, which depicts two girls playing with lanterns in the garden.

Carnation in cooking

Edible

A spicy, floral taste. Ideal for adding to cakes or for use as decoration. Could be used as a colourful garnish to add to soups or salads.

Carnation overview

Dianthus caryophyllus is also known by the common name carnation. Historically this species has been cultivated for more than 2000 years. It is used medicinally, cosmetically, culinarily and as an insect repellant. The fragrant flowers are a favourite in many gardens, they make lovely cut flowers and are even listed in the top 10 cut flowers of the world, to grow at home!

Special features of Carnation

Nectar attracts butterflies and bees.

HOW TO HARVEST CARNATION

Deadhead flowers to keep this carnation blooming longer. Cutting side flower shoots will encourage the central bud grow into a larger flower.

Description

Dianthus caryophyllus is a herbaceous perennial plant growing up to 80 cm (31+1⁄2 in) tall. The leaves are glaucous greyish green to blue-green, slender, up to 15 cm (6 in) long. The flowers are produced singly or up to five together in a cyme; they are around 3–5 cm (1+1⁄4–2 in) diameter, and sweetly scented; the original natural flower color is bright pinkish-purple, but cultivars of other colors, including red, white, yellow, blue and green, along with some white with colored striped variations have been developed.

SPECIAL FEATURES OF CARNATION

Attracts useful insects

Nectar attracts butterflies and bees.

Attracts birds

Fragrant flowers attract nectar feeders like hummingbirds and insect eating birds too.

Facts about carnation

Purple carnations indicate capriciousness. In France, it is a traditional funeral flower, given in condolence for the death of a loved one.Carnations are often worn on special occasions, especially Mother's Day and weddings. In 1907, Anna Jarvis chose a carnation as the emblem of Mother's Day because it was her mother's favourite flower. This tradition is now observed in the United States and Canada on the second Sunday in May. Ann Jarvis chose the white carnation because she wanted to represent the purity of a mother's love. This meaning has evolved over time, and now a red carnation may be worn if one's mother is alive, and a white one if she has died.

Where carnation found

The wild carnation is found in the Mediterranean countries of Spain, Italy, Croatia, Albania, Greece and Turkey.

Know more about any flower??? Just Ask me !!!!

[sonicattos]

Cake decorator Shadow likes to decorate a cake to commemorate the anniversary of Maria’s death. The cakes are usually themed around the flora and fauna of the earth and other natural phenomena of the earth (such as the weather, the oceans, dunes, etc.). Usually it would be a floral themed cake, but one time he made one that was designed with seashells (made from chocolate of course). Does he eat them, though? You decide.

i think he’d let everyone else eat his cake. he’s not one to waste food, and that’s the point of making a cake, and doesn’t think maria would want him to let it rot. he goes to his friends’ houses and delivers them a slice in a nice little cardboard box. :) whatever he has leftover is for himself. which he places in his room for when he gets home; signed, from maria.

[awalkoflife-arc]

HAPPY ONE YEAR ANNIVERSARY CARRISON ! / @seesgood

some halloween inspired anniversary gifts from harrison to caroline:

autumnal bouquet.

spooky cake pops.

cute anniversary card.

pumpkin pyjamas.

matching halloween flasks.

autumn hamper full of cosy goodies.

extra gifts that are not halloween themed &lt;3 :

pretty lingerie.

floral perfume.

matching TS friendship bracelets. ( he spent a solid four hours on these. )

[vernelore]

Calendar and Holidays of Radiant Garden

The Calendar of Petals has eight months.

There are 224 days in a year. Each month has 28 days.

Rotus

First month of the year

Flower: lotus

1st of Rotus- New Year celebration. It is generally celebrated at midnight as the new year arrives. People light candles and fill the waterways with small lotus-shaped boats that also hold candles.

Capreva

Second month of the year

Flower: honeysuckle

14th of Capreva- Day of Roses. A day to celebrate those you love, whether they be romantic partners, friends, or family. Roses line the streets. People dress in rose colors, and some have roses pinned to their clothing. There is a large ball held outdoors each year, filled with dances, food, and friendship.

Railia

Third month of the year

Flower: lilac

7th of Railia- Day of Life. A day that welcomes spring to a land of flowers. People bring bouquets of flowers, as well as bags of seeds to their neighbors to ring in the new season. People wear white and eat white or pale foods on this day.

Lanlia

Fourth month of the year

Flower: magnolia

26th of Lanlia- Parade of Flowers. A day to celebrate children. Flowers cover the streets as a parade travels through with people dressed as flowers, handing sweets to children along the road. Children dress as flowers or in floral patterns.

Corjin

Fifth month of the year

Flower: coreopsis

7th of Carjin- Restoration Day. The anniversary of when the world was restored and people first returned to Radiant Garden. People eat large meals with friends, celebrating the people around them and their lives here.

28th of Carjin- Sun Festival. The celebration of summer. People come out at night for a large feast in town, fireworks, and a masquerade party, where the person with the most impressive sun-themed mask is crowed the King/Queen of summer.

Clelio

Sixth month of the year

Flower: clover

10th of Clelia- Queen’s Day. Celebration of the first queen of Radiant Garden Cosette Belmonte. People eat her favorite foods: omelettes with hollyhock inside it for breakfast, stuffed zucchini flowers and candied flower petals for lunch, and chilled soup topped with flowers, pansy salad, and almond cakes with flowers on top. Many people drink beverages, alcoholic and not, that contain flowers.

28th of Clelia- Halloween. A day to ward off evil in the world. People wear costumes to “disguise” themselves and shoot off fireworks to scare off evil. Since the fall of Radiant Garden, toy Keyblades have become popular and keyhole shaped lights are popular to use, as some feel they may ward off Heartless.

Vania

Seventh month of the year

Flower: zinnia

13th of Vania- Day of Remembrance. A day to remember the people who passed on. It recently has become a day to remember those who disappeared in the fall. People visit the Wall of Remembrance that holds the names of those who never returned from the fall. People place pictures of those who are gone in their house, eat foods that remind them of those people, and tell stories of the past. After dark, people release floating lanterns into the sky with their loved ones’ names on the lanterns.

Dulisan

Eighth month of the year

Flower: sweet pea

25th-28th of Dulisan- Christmas. A time to be thankful for the year that has passed. People recall their favorite stories and memories of the year. They write down the bad memories from the year and burn them in a fireplace before saving the ashes to put on flowers on the Day of Life in the next year, to remember that beauty can rise from pain. People exchange gifts with each other as a way to celebrate each other and to bid farewell to the year. People write letters to the year, bidding their goodbyes to the year. Then, the letters are folded into little paper boats and let to float down the waterways until they are all collected and recycled into bags for seeds to be given at the Day of Life.

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Dulcedines Homemade Cake: Cake Artist in Thane

Cake Artist in Thane, When it comes to celebrations, cakes hold a special place in our hearts. Be it birthdays, weddings, anniversaries, or simply a moment worth cherishing, a beautifully designed cake adds sweetness to every occasion. For the residents of Thane, Dulcedines Homemade Cake has become synonymous with creativity, flavor, and perfection in the art of cake-making.

A Passion for Perfection

The hallmark of Dulcedines Homemade Cake is the passion for crafting cakes that are as visually stunning as they are delicious. Each creation reflects a deep commitment to quality and creativity, ensuring that every cake is a masterpiece tailored to the customer’s vision. Whether you’re looking for a whimsical design for a child’s birthday or an elegant wedding cake adorned with intricate details, Dulcedines can make your dream cake a reality.

The Best Cake Artist in Thane, When it comes to celebrating life’s sweetest moments, nothing compares to a beautifully crafted cake that not only looks stunning but also tastes divine. For residents of Thane, Dulcedines Homemade Cake has become synonymous with artistry, flavor, and perfection. With an eye for detail and a passion for baking, Dulcedines stands out as the best cake artist in Thane, transforming every cake into a masterpiece that tells a unique story.

The Art of Customization

Dulcedines Homemade Cake is renowned for its ability to create custom cakes that perfectly match the client’s vision. Whether it’s a child’s birthday, a romantic anniversary, a grand wedding, or a festive celebration, Dulcedines has a knack for crafting cakes that align with the theme and emotions of the occasion. From intricate floral designs to playful cartoon characters, each creation is a testament to their artistic expertise and dedication to detail.

Clients rave about how Dulcedines listens carefully to their requirements, making the process a collaborative effort. The result is always a cake that not only looks impeccable but also captures the essence of the celebration.

Best Homemade Cakes in Hiranandani Estate, When it comes to celebrating special moments, a cake often becomes the centerpiece of joy and indulgence. In Hiranandani Estate, Thane, the love for unique, high-quality homemade cakes has grown immensely. These cakes go beyond the usual store-bought options, offering personalized touches, fresh ingredients, and exceptional flavors crafted with love and precision. Here’s why homemade cakes in this locality stand out and which bakeries or individuals you should consider.

The Appeal of Homemade Cakes

Homemade cakes hold a charm that is hard to replicate. Unlike mass-produced cakes, they are baked with attention to detail, using fresh and premium ingredients. There are no artificial preservatives, ensuring a healthier and more wholesome dessert. Moreover, these cakes can be customized to fit any theme, dietary preference, or flavor requirement, making them perfect for birthdays, anniversaries, and other occasions.

In Hiranandani Estate, the trend of ordering homemade cakes has become popular for its convenience and bespoke experience. The bakers often work closely with their clients, ensuring the cake matches their vision in terms of design and taste.

Designer Cakes in Thane, has evolved into a hub for culinary delights, and among its many offerings, designer cakes have gained immense popularity. These exquisite creations are no longer just desserts but have become a centerpiece for celebrations, embodying artistry and taste in perfect harmony. The city boasts a plethora of talented bakers and cake artists who craft cakes that are not only delicious but also visually stunning, catering to various occasions and preferences.

The Art of Designer Cakes

Designer cakes are more than just layers of sponge and cream; they are edible works of art. From elegant wedding cakes adorned with intricate floral designs to playful birthday cakes featuring cartoon characters, these cakes are tailored to suit the theme and personality of the celebration. Bakers in Thane employ advanced techniques like fondant sculpting, edible printing, and hand painting to create cakes that are both creative and unique.

The level of customization available in Thane's designer cakes is truly impressive. Customers can choose from an array of flavors, fillings, and designs to create a cake that aligns with their vision. Popular flavors like chocolate truffle, red velvet, and vanilla sponge are complemented by innovative options such as hazelnut praline, lemon zest, and exotic fruits.

Occasions Made Special

Designer cakes in Thane are a staple for all kinds of celebrations. Birthdays, anniversaries, weddings, and baby showers are incomplete without a custom cake that matches the event’s theme. For corporate events, bakers craft cakes featuring company logos or business-specific designs. Kids’ birthday parties see a surge in demand for themed cakes featuring superheroes, princesses, or jungle animals.

Popular Flavors and Designs

The variety of flavors offered by home bakers in Hiranandani Estate is impressive. From classic choices like chocolate truffle, red velvet, and butterscotch to exotic ones like pistachio rose, caramel sea salt, and blueberry cheesecake, there’s something for every palate. Vegan, gluten-free, and sugar-free options are also available for health-conscious customers.