#House of Ronald

[styleofdiamandis]

PHOTOSHOOT: FOAM MAGAZINE

If there was a way to sum up the "Electra Heart" era in fashion — I think this shot did the job

On July 7th, 2012 Marina Diamandis was photographed by JUCO for Foam magazine in Los Angeles. Glam by Amy Chance, hair by Aaron Light and manicure by Michelle Saunders.

Simple as it may be, this is precisely the look, the beauty, and the styling I would have selected for this shot. Powerful in its stark simplicity. 

For our first look, she wore this lime-colored slip dress ($295.00 - sold out) with contrasting black lace details from Emerson's Fall/Winter 2012 collection.

Jeweller Erica Courtney seems to have been assigned as the official bauble provider for this editorial, as Marina dons several of her pieces such as these white pearl, yellow-gold and diamond drop earrings ($31,700.00 - sold out).

For the next set of photos, Marina is posing on a bed while wearing Aussie label SHAKUHACHI's mint-green and pink lace block cut-out dress ($525.00 - sold out).

As in jewelry, the Greek-Welsh beauty rocked a pair of Jared Jamin's green flower and pearl drop earrings ($220.00 - sold out), along with Erica Courtney's platinum and diamond white pearl fancy charm necklaces ($10,000.00 - sold out) and 18k gold and diamond London blue topaz Zoey ring ($7,200.00 - sold out).

Marina completed her girly ensemble with these to-die-for metallic green penny loafer pumps ($275.00 - sold out) by Fornarina.

This retro-inspired look includes a vintage beaded and fringed cream pencil dress which was paired with the stylist's own sheer silk scarf and jewelry by Erica Courtney which included the Super Cool gold coin charm bracelet ($20,000.00 - sold out) and Pillow Top ring ($19,000.00 - sold out).

My favorite look of this editorial includes Marina wearing these apple-green and purple cut-out lenses – fruit of the collaboration from Prabal Gurung and Linda Farrow for Prabal's Spring/Summer 2012 runway!

I wasn't able to ID her outfit down but Marina wears yet another stunning design by Erica Courtney. On her, we can spot a blue topaz version of these romantic chandelier earrings with diamonds.

For the penultimate look, Marina posed outside while wearing her stylist's own beaded vintage cardigan on top of a vintage white silk blouse, and vintage grey leather daisies-embroidered belt sourced at Modern Vintage Today.

Her white and black polka-dot organza circle skirt ($450.00) was created by emerging designer House of Ronald.

This very feminine look was further enhanced with the Serefina Dagger stud earrings ($50.00 - sold out) and her aforementioned Fornarina pumps.

For the final look, things get bright and pink with this SHAKUHACHI neon-pink poplin blouse ($263.00 - sold out) which Marina paired with a vintage rose lace pencil skirt from Hot Mess Vintage.

The jewelry for this look is by none other than Erica Courtney and featured the namesake Erica diamond stud earrings ($11,000 - sold out) and Shayne pearl and diamond pendant necklace ($44,000 - sold out).

Last but definitely not least, Marina completed the look with these Kurt Geiger Spring/Summer 2012 white and pink perforated leather platform wedges!

[hpseeker99]

Hermione: Why are you following me? Ron: Because we’re dating now? Hermione: Okay… what about Harry? Ron: We’re a package deal Harry: Buy one idiot, get one free

[rottenherbs]

MASTERLIST

Updated (hopefully) after every post <3

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Much love, Saige

Sirius Black:

Godrics Gift (pt.2) (pt.3) (pt.4) — continuing series —

Remus Lupin:

Bound By A Feather

Ron Weasley:

The Sorting Game The Strong One Flower Boy (NSFW) Distracted and in Dismay NYE Headcanon Heal Summer Air

Fred Weasley:

Opposites Attract Slumber Just A Squib (pt.1) (pt.2) (pt.3) (pt.4) (pt.5) (pt.6) (pt.7) (pt.8) (pt.9) — continuing series — Hopeless crush! HC's Sure Thing Lover Matchmaker (pt.2) NYE Headcanon Secret relationship! HC’s Something Batty Time For Me? Off The Pitch (pt.2) (pt.3)

George Weasley

Stolen Sweater and Stolen Heart Inebriated! G.W HeadCannons Trouble Maker A Weasley Holiday(pt.1) (pt.2) (pt.3) Lost to family NYE Headcanon Saint Like Smoking Hot Frequent Flyer (pt.2) (pt.3)

Oblivious to everything but the fight

Harry Potter:

Eager for each other (NSFW) Lost and Found Boyfriend! HC's Taken Seriously Love Language! HC’s Hidden In Plain Sight Rumors and Lies NYE Headcanon The March into Spring In The Quiet (pt.2)

Before The Game

Draco Malfoy:

A Promise Worth Keeping Seating Arrangement (pt.2) Overprotective Trouble In The Library Swapping Secrets and Spit (NSFW) “I will get him to smile again” (p.1) (p.2) The Muggle Way Rest The Hound Christmas with Muggles NYE Headcanon A Couple Firsts Secret Relationship! HC Secrets of Prefects

Hermione Granger

NYE Headcanon

Neville Longbottom:

From Night One Growing Together

Cedric Diggory

Your Champion (pt.2) (pt.3)

[arc-hus]

Goulding Summerhouse, Enniskerry, Ireland - Ronald Tallon

[saintmalosunsets]

Band of Brothers but it's just Speirs stealing stuff

[webdiggerxxx]

꧁★꧂

[rainydayathogwarts]

need dom ron to overstim reader please🙏love ur work🤍

I'm genuinely so sorry it's taken me this long to answer this request but i took freedom with it because I felt like writing for him! enjoy :)

A harsh spank on your ass had you crying out in the dark, empty dorm. "Who told you that you were allowed to stop?" Ron's hands tightly gripped your hips as you slowly rose off his laps, your thighs shaking as you dropped back down his dick, whining loudly. Ron tried swallowing his groan, a shaky breath escaping instead as he chuckled, shaking his head at you, his bright hair sticking to his forehead. He watched you drag yourself on his cock, desperate for your own release, frustrated tears picking at the corner of your eyes. "Ron please, please" You begged, your head dug into the crook of his neck.

"God you're so desperate. Already've come twice and you still want more" He mocked, securing the hold he had on your hips before he planted his feet on the bed and started harshly bucking his hips up into yours. You moaned loudly, hands gripping his shoulders, nails digging into his skin. Your pussy clenched at the sudden friction and Ron moaned, his head thrown back against his pillow as he helped you bounce up and down his girthy cock.

One of his hands came up to your tits, groping at them and pinching your nipples, listening to your moans get higher in pitch. You were close. The other hand came down to teasingly play with your abused clit, and you held onto your boyfriend's shoulders for dear life, feeling his eyes on you like a hunter would eye his prey. "Look at me" He growled. "Have to see your face when you come or else I won't let you cum at all." He panted. Your gaze found his and Ron audibly moaned at the look of pleasure you had plastered on your face. His voice was like a trigger and your mouth fell open as you moaned loudly, your cunt clenching around your boyfriend's dick tightly, triggering his orgasm too.

He flipped you over without struggle, fucking you into your orgasm so you could ride it out. Your hands immediately made their way back to his back, and you were sure there would be scratch marks left there in their wake. "No more- Ron- can't" You cried out, pushing at your boyfriends chest while he slowed his thrusts down. He pulled out of you with a groan, immediately started to leave kisses down your body to make up for the manhandling he had done. It was only when the kisses continued down your stomach and to your hips that you gasped, saying "Ron don-" "I'm just gonna clean you up babe, okay?" But the way he threw a forearm over your hips to keep you still told you otherwise.

He started by pressing kisses on either side of your thighs before immediately licking a bold stripe up your pussy, tasting both of your juices combined. You both moaned in unison, and tried to close your legs around Ron's head. He continued licking up your cunt, his tongue dipping into your entrance before he started harshly sucking on your swollen clit. That had your hands flying into his wild hair, tugging at it harshly while you started crying out your boyfriend's name again. "Ron!" His fingers took his mouth's place on your clit and he rubbed aggressively at it, while the softness of his words completely contrasted his movements, "Last one baby I promise. You're doing so good f'me." And as soon as he finished his sentence, his mouth was back on you, running his tongue over your clit. Your hips bucked up into his face, the movement controlled by his arm holding you down and your thighs started shaking all over again, and you orgasmed again, drenching Ron's face.

You panted loudly, grip loosening in Ron's hair and you whimper softly, watching as he licks his lips, then crawls up the bed to press his lips against yours in a passionate kiss, letting himself put most of his weight on you. He peppered a few soft kisses onto your skin then pulled away from you to sit up on the bed beside you. He looks down at you with a loving look on his face, which turns to concern when you don't say anything. "Baby? I wasn't too harsh on you was I?" You finally look up at Ron and grin, shaking your head at him. "No, but you're going to have to carry me around tomorrow because I sure as hell won't be able to walk.

[germanpostwarmodern]

House (1970) built for himself in Dublin, Ireland, by Ronald Tallon

[likesummerrainn]

"To cement the bond that binds our happy little family together..." The Talk of the Town (1942) | George Stevens

[usnatarchives]

#OnThisDay in 1981 Sesame Street LIVE performed at the Thanksgiving Party at the White House.

Photos Courtesy of the Ronald Reagan Presidential Library

[mrs-stans]

mdceleste: September is Childhood Cancer Awareness Month and it's an important reminder that cancer does not discriminate and is on the rise. While brilliant minds are working hard to unearth a cure, Ronald McDonald House New York provides around-the-clock care and support for kids and families who travel to NYC for treatment. It's a privilege to work with them to create some happy moments and special memories while they're far from home and battling unimaginable hardship. I want to thank Sebastian for always thinking of the kids and asking how he can help. Don has also gone above & beyond to help raise money and awareness for RMH-NY and last week they came out to spend a fun-filled day with the families. These are some of my favorite behind-the-scenes moments from our summer sundae event. The afternoon was filled with so much laughter and I can't thank them enough for their love, patience, time, and kindness. Thanks to @lisastaryakphotography for taking these beautiful photos and @forcupsakesnyc for the delicious custom Captain America / Winter Soldier cookies! 🙏❤️🎗️ #throwbackthursday #sebastianstan #donsaladino #childhoodcancer #pediatriccancer #advocacy #forthekids #mdcproductions @rmhnewyork

[aunti-christ-ine]

Trickle-down Karma, anyone? 🤨

[gummybearinthehouseee]

ron: on a scale from one to ten, how bad of an idea do you think it would be if we got married?

harry: off the charts. lets do it.

[rottenherbs]

Summer Air

Pairing: R.W x Reader Summary: Another summers night at the burrow. rekindled love, fireflies, and whispering of sweet nothings. W/C: 765 A/N: guys im having like the worst week ever. I’m having trouble even writing but I hope you liked this super short one :0 [masterlist] Much Love, Saige

The night was cool, the stars glittered above reflecting small pictures of stories long ago. You spent most of your free time on the porch, the perfect place to be left alone, or the perfect place to be with someone.

The Burrow was quiet now, the laughter and chatter of dinner was replaced by a soft distant hum of crickets. You sat on a large wicker couch, the flickering light from the nearby lantern casting a warm glow on your face.

Ron had been unusually quiet tonight, which was odd for him. Normally, he was always joking, always loud and rambunctious during a shared meal;, but tonight he’d been more pensive, almost lost in thought.. troubled.

You glanced over to where he was standing, leaning against the wooden railing with his arms crossed casually. His red hair was tousled, and his freckles seemed even more pronounced in the soft light. There was something incredibly comforting about his presence. The way he made you feel grounded just with his presence relaxed your mind.

After a few quiet minutes, you stood up and walked over to him, leaning your body beside him.

“You okay?” you asked softly, trying your best to not reveal your concern.

A brisk wind blew between you two, sending a shiver down your spine. You both looked out past the lawn, small flickers of light danced just feet above the grass; it was deep summer and the fireflies were finally out.

Ron gave you a small smile, though it didn’t quite reach his eyes. “Yeah, just... thinking.”

You didn’t push him to explain. Ron had always been like this—slow to open up, but when he did, it was always worth the wait. Instead, you simply nudged his shoulder, offering the warmth of your presence.

“You know you can talk to me, right?”

He met your gaze then, his blue eyes warm and steady, and for a moment, you both just stood in silence, the quiet of the night wrapping around you like a blanket.

“I know,” Ron said softly, his voice almost a whisper. “I’ve just been thinking about how lucky I am. To have you.”

You raised an eyebrow, a smile tugging at your lips. “Lucky, huh? I’m not exactly an easy person to put up with, you know.”

Ron chuckled, a low, heartfelt sound that made your chest warm. “You’re right about that. You’re stubborn, and you always want to do things your way...” He paused, turning to face you fully now. “But I love that about you. I love everything about you.”

Your heart skipped a beat, and you felt a blush creep up your neck. You’d heard him say those words before, but every time, it felt like hearing them for the first time again. It never got old.

“I love you too,” you whispered, your voice soft but steady.

Ron’s eyes softened as he reached out to take your hand, his fingers intertwined with yours. He squeezed your hand gently, and for a moment, neither of you spoke. There was no need to. The connection between you was undeniable, and it spoke louder than any words ever could.

After a beat, Ron let out a deep breath, his gaze returning to the stars. “I don’t always know how to say it, but... I don’t think I’ll ever be able to thank you enough for just... being here. With me.”

You tilted your head, the moonlight catching in his hair. “Ron, you don’t need to thank me. I’m here because I want to be.”

He smiled, this time, a full, genuine smile that made his eyes sparkle. “Good, because I don’t know what I’d do without you.” His hand sneezed yours, the warmth of his skin against yours rushing through your veins.

Your heart swelled at his words, and without thinking, you leaned in, pressing a soft kiss to his cheek. Ron’s face flushed, but he didn’t pull away. Instead, he turned his head slightly, meeting your lips with his in a gentle kiss, slow and full of all the things words couldn’t say.

When you pulled back, he rested his forehead against yours, his breath warm against your skin. “I’m really glad I have you, Y/N,” he murmured, his voice low and full of affection.

“Me too, Ron,” you replied, smiling against his lips as you kissed him again.

And in that moment, with nothing but the sound of the night around you and the warmth of his hand in yours, you knew that whatever the future held, this was exactly where you were meant to be.

[saywhat-politics]

In 1979, Jimmy Carter had solar panels installed at the White House.

Ronald Reagan had them removed.

[fanfictiondramione]

Like a moth to a flame I'll pull you in, I pulled you back to What you need initially

'Cause he seems like he's good for you And he makes you feel like you should And all your friends say he's the one His love for you is true

But does he know you call me when he sleeps? But does he know the pictures that you keep? But does he know the reasons that you cry? Or tell me, does he know where your heart lies? Where it truly lies

Right here with me, babe Where it truly lies In my bed, babe In my arms, babe Where it truly lies

Moth To a Flame by The Weeknd (feat. Swedish House Mafia)