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[kafuneamorhair]

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[velvateen]

Can i request a reader x luffy fic where luffy is the shy one? 🥺 i loved your sleeptalking fic!

anything for you teehee 🤭

say what you want - shy!luffy x gn reader

warnings: gn reader, making out (AHHHH 🫣)

It wasn’t hard to tell when Luffy wanted something. He was always vocal, about being hungry, about being happy or sad, anything really. It was part of his charm, being so open and authentic, inspiring to everyone that his physical strength came paired with such an sincerely bared soul. Leaning against the side of the deck with him tonight, as stars shone brightly above the clear ocean night sky, you think you’ve found his one exception. Your sides recovered from breathless laughter as a sense of quiet filled the air between you and Luffy, the smile that lingered on your lips directed its way towards him. His cheeks slightly tinted with pink, his dark brown eyes, the salt spray putting slight wave in his hair, he looked radiant in the blue light that bounced off the deep sea. His eyes met yours, locked in and focused, a smile still ghosting his features.

“What?” you asked, running a hand through your hair, pushing it away from your face. You were almost starting to get self conscious with the way he was looking at you. He didn’t seem to hear you. “What is it, Luffy?”

He looked away for a second before turning back to you, “Oh, I. I don’t know, nothing, don’t worry about it..” he stuttered, the pink hue returning to his face. Your eyebrows scrunched.

“Nothing? Seems like something to me,” you sang, nudging his shoulder. Your hand dropped to rest on his knee and you pat it, urging him to talk. His eyes flickered between your lips and your eyes, and he was leaning closer, not with any intent in mind, just following the gravity that emitted from you and seemed to pull him closer every time. Your eyes softened as your hand pushed his knee down, leveraging him closer to you suddenly, his lips seconds away from yours.

“C’mon, Luffy, what did you wanna say?” Your eyes were half-lidded as you tried not to close the gap, his quick shallow breaths fanning across your lips. He gulped, nervously licking his lips, and you smiled, finally pressing your lips against his in a chaste kiss. Pulling away quickly to look at him, you watched as he leaned after you, eyes closed and mouth searching for your warmth again. You giggled as he slowly opened his eyes, brows furrowed and begging for more, not wanting to speak, forgetting how to.

You smiled, still leaning back, teasing. “Come on Luffy, you gotta tell me.” He licked his lips again, this time just to taste the ghost of where you had been.

He whispered your name, “can you please do that again?” You leaned forwards, cupping a hand around his ear as you crawled into his lap, keeping him pushed sitting against the ship’s walls as you straddled him. Bringing your fingers up to lace in his hair, his surprised moans were lost in your mouth, his kisses uncoordinated and lacking rhythm, his enthusiasm making up for it, his smile tangible in the way he searched for you. His hands laced in your hair, scrunching and gently pushing you forwards, chasing the feeling he had been scared to vocalize all this time. His rhythm gradually improving to match the one you set, he pulled away, opting to kiss down your jaw, your neck, the peak of your collarbone under your shirt. His hands rested under your shirt and against your lower back, all he wanted to do was feel now that he had you in his arms, where he knew you belonged. You pulled away after he pressed a final, deep, searching kiss to your lips, your lungs starved of air. You thread your fingers through his dark hair as you laughed in astonished disbelief. Luffy finally smiled that big, face-splitting grin of his.

“That’s what I wanted to say!”

A/N: omg so cute i love shy shy shy luffy i actually do need him asap. anyways thanks for the request @kingofthe-egirls it was sooooo fun to write!!! guys please send me requests if you want me to write anything specific next time! okay bye bye kitties meow (cat saying ciao) .*•

[coqxettee]

Coquette Winter Gift Guide:

🎀 Gift ideas for yourself or your friends who love the Coquette aesthetic:

Clothes/Fashion:

1. Anything from Brandy Melville (Amara heart lace pyjamas)

2. Bailey bow uggs or normal uggs

3. Ralph Lauren sweaters

4. A ballet wrap

5. Floral pyjama sets, Cami’s & Long sleeve shirts

6. Grandma cardigans

7. A cable knit sweater

8. Legwarmers/pretty tights

9. A pair of cute gloves

10. ANY clothing from “Mymummadeit”

11. ANY clothing from “Favourite child collective”

12. Any clothing from the “Cutey” section on Romwe

13. A dress/anything from “Selkie”

14. Any slogan tee’s / baby tee’s from small businesses and independent brands

15. Victoria secret Pyjamas/Robe

16. Pink puffa coat

17. Tiffany & co earrings or necklace

18. The “Mymummadeit” puffa bag

19. Kate spade heart bag/Vivienne Westwood one or just a heart purse

20. A printed tote bag

21. Ted baker bags/cosmetic bags

22. Any dresses from - Cider, Motel rocks, Pretty little thing, Oh polly

23. A ballet skirt

24. ECOSUSI summer garden romance bags

25. A cape/fur shaul//A glam doll coat

26. Vintage nightgowns/nightwear

27. Cute earmuffs & things to decorate them with

28. Mary Janes & frilly ankle socks

Beauty:

29. Any products from “Glossier”

30. Dior (addict) makeup products (Lip oil’s, Blush, lip balm,

31. Anything from “Flowerknows” “Etude house” “Too faced” or “Charlotte Tilbury” “C beauty mall products”

32. Chanel lipstick

33. A quilted floral coquette makeup bag

34. W7 Tinted kiss lip oil

35. Miss Dior perfume

36. Chanel mamoiselle perfume

37. Any of the Ariana Grande perfumes/body sprays

38. Penhaligons “The favourite”

39. Oriana “Parfums de Marly”

40. Victoria secret body sprays

41. Paul & Joe Cinamoroll collection

Homeware:

42. The Amazon floral bedsheets

43. A heart mirror

44. Love shack fancy homeware items

45. Anything from Paris Hilton’s new cookery line

46. A ballerina/music box jewellery box

47. Pink/Vanilla Yankee candles

48. FreePrints photos to make a wall collage

49. Roccoco style picture frames

50. An angel tray dish

51. Fake flowers

52. Pretty Cushions / A large throw fluffy blanket,

53. Caroline medium jewellery case

54. Fake cake jewellery boxes

55. Tall candles and a candle holder

56. Posters of celebrity’s/artists etc

57. Any pretty art that can be displayed/put into frames

Self care:

58. Spa headbands, and wrist bands (Kylie skin headband)

59. Inn is free skincare products

60. Philosophy shower and skin products

61. Chanel eye patches

62. Mulberry silk eye mask (pink)

63. Look fantastic heartless hair curlers

64. Dior prestige skin products and body lotions

65. Baylis & Harding products

66. Angel tangle brush

67. Charlotte Tilbury skincare gift sets

68. Elasti - cream

69. Embellished claw clips

70. Sol de Janerio body cream

71. Mugs, hand warmers, face masks, lip scrubs

Miscellaneous: ⋆꙳•̩̩͙❅*̩̩͙‧͙ ‧͙*̩̩͙❆ ͙͛ ˚

72. AirPod max

73. Wildflower phone cases & airpod cases

74. A pink waterbottle (Stanley or Lululemon)

75. Lana del rey vinyls

76. Coquette notebooks

77. Dior & Chanel fashion books

78. My year of rest and relaxation

79. The seven husbands of Evelyn Hugo

80. Jellycats

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I hope this helped you think of some ideas of things you want to ask or get someone for Christmas 🎀✨🎄

Merry Pinkmas coquette doves

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[deanbrainrotwritings]

— THE BODY

SUMMARY : tish dared priestly to wear a dress to work in exchange for a week off. he looks so hot.

PAIRING : boaz priestly x fem!reader

CHARACTERS : none

WARNINGS/TAGS : nsfw (18+), smut, panty-kink, manhandling of priestly ;), sub!priestly or maybe he’s just being a feminist idk

WORD COUNT : 3.2k

A/N : title from close your eyes’ song. i’m still mad that he ended up looking normal in the end! there’s a bts reference on accident. also, also, i didn’t feel like writing this until I watched Rent, and I wanted to see jensen in a dress, lmao. anyway, i imagined him in this dress. we can also pretend it’s dean bc we all know he would. Xx

Priestly stepped into Y/N’s room, standing in the doorway like a toddler who had thrown up on themselves, waiting for her to look up at him. She was working on something in her laptop, her brows furrowed in focus, with her teeth pressing into her bottom lip.

She saw him out of the corner of her eye, “hey, Priestly,” she greeted distractedly. “How was your day, baby?” Still staring at the screen and typing away with two open books surrounding her bed, he stared at her pretty face intently, hoping she’d turn to look at him. When he dropped his bag loudly on the floor and didn’t reply, she finally turned to look at him, confused and concerned.

She’d studied his face first, smiling softly at his appearance, his hair in a Mohawk sprayed red, the black eyeliner that made the pretty colour of his eyes pop, his cute beard, the way his lips were a little unnaturally pink. He’d probably used some of her makeup, the tint that made the colour of lips look a little more natural.

But what made her blink at him in surprise was the white dress he was wearing. Almost instantly, a little smirk tugged at the corner of her lip and she quickly admired the way the dress fell over the curves of his body, tight and short with a sexy little slit on the front of his thigh.

He blushed, scratched anxiously at his beard and waited for her to say or do something as he stood there in the mini lace dress. The only thing that was off to her about his lovely appearance were the white socks and the matching Converse he was wearing, but other than that, he looked unsurprisingly pretty. He’d felt confident the whole day, but now he felt embarrassed and naked, which was new because Y/N usually enjoyed all his fashion choices.

“Wow,” she finally said, chuckling. “Come here, princess,” she teased, shutting her laptop and pushing it away along with her books. He rolled his eyes, pouted and walked towards her. Stomping towards her was more what he did, childishly he slouched in front of her, but he let her have a closer look at the dress.

He chewed on his lip when she hummed and curiously reached out to touch the lace of the sleeves. She slid her fingers down the slightly flared long sleeve, her fingers pinching the scallop edge experimentally, which matched the hem and the collar that covered the tattoo of his neck.

She bit her lip, looked up at him with a seductive smile when she moved her hand to the hem of the dress where the slit was. She undid the rhinestone buttons to make the slit longer, higher so she knew he wasn’t wearing boxers. Her lips were pressed together in amusement at the thought, he knew it, felt his face heat up even more when she slid her hand up to the dress to feel the silky underwear he was wearing.

“Ooh, sexy,” she smirked at him when she felt the lace edge of the underwear on his hips. She continued to stare up at him until he averted his gaze and shifted shyly, his fingers curling tightly around the hem of the dress. She finally looked down, peaked at the beige colour of the bikini underwear that nearly matched his skin, and pulled so it snapped against his skin.

She looked up at him again, let her eyes trail up the seams that followed the shape of his Ken-doll body, when she realised she could see his tattoos and his toned muscles. “Wait, it’s see-through?” She asked excitedly, sitting up on her knees to get a closer look at his chest, and saw his nipples through the thin material.

“Okay, I’m gonna take it off now…” he told her shyly, but she stopped him.

“Nuh-nuh, you look so fucking pretty.” Her voice had a little bit of awe and a flirtatiousness in it so he froze, his lips parted and he nodded mindlessly when she smoothed her hands down his sides. “So, what’s the story?” She grinned at him, moved her hands under the dress again to rest her hands on his hips.

“Well, Tish dared me to—oh!” He moaned, closing his eyes at the feeling of her warm hand moving up and down over his semi-hard dick. She hummed for him to continue, didn’t stop rubbing his dick as it hardened more, so he looked down at her in surprise. “Well, they all wanted to see me go through with it… I think they doubted I’d go through…” he bit his lip, paused to hold his breath when she moved her hand over the tip of his cock, and he knew she could feel the silky underwear dampen with precum.

His mind was hazy, jumbled and unfocused so he couldn’t tell his story straight. He had no idea where to begin or what was important, utterly unaware that what he was saying made absolutely no sense. He didn’t care, and frankly neither did she. She gathered those bits of information and didn’t question it, because in the end, all that mattered was that he looked and sounded so hot.

“Um… I’d get a week off if I went the whole day…” He trailed off and pouted when she moved her hand out from underneath the dress. He enjoyed getting this reaction out of her, his breath almost instantly became hot and heavy, his skin flushed and warm following the blood that moved with the rapid beat of his heart.

“A whole week for me?” She asked, just teasing a little. She leaned forward to kiss his neck, revelled in the little hitch in his breath, in him reaching out to hold her hips. He nodded, saying nothing in response, only wishing to enjoy her kisses on his throat, the rough bites on his neck, and possessive suckling under his jaw.

“Fuck,” he moaned, letting her continue to kiss him and feel the white dress on his body. She traced the rhinestone buttons on his chest with her curious fingers, from where it started at the collar to where it curved up over his peck and then down toward the side of his chest.

She pulled away from his neck, moved her lips down to his nipples and sucked at them through the lace. He bit his lip at first, nearly wanting to silence the sounds that started to bubble up in his chest, but decided against it when her fingers moved to tease his other nipple, brushing and pinching until he arched his back and he groaned hotly.

“Is this yours to keep?” She asked, getting off the bed to stand in front of him and change the position. He moved back to give her some space and nodded quickly, about to respond to her with an obedient ‘yes’, when she manhandled him onto the bed. He moaned—surprised and pleased, looked at her from over his shoulder and then turned to lay down on his back. “You’re so good,” she praised, pulling the soft sleep shorts she was wearing down her legs.

“Anything for you,” he murmured, trying to kick off the damned Converse from his feet. He struggled to even get them to move past the heel, instead his socks started to shift lower, and he bit his lip in his struggle.

She chuckled, starting to undo the buttons from the flannel that she’d stolen from him. He was sheepish in his failed attempts to remove his shoes, so he quit trying to get them off, distracted by the sight of her in his clothes. She didn’t give him time to admire her nakedness, because she focused on undoing his shoe-laces and then she slipped the shoes off his feet as if he were a princess. He was sure his face had turned red in that instant, but at the same time, he really liked the way she treated him so gently compared to how she’d pushed him onto the bed.

“I can’t believe me in a dress is doing it for you,” he said breathlessly, lifting the dress up his hips, and then watched her take her underwear off.

“Baby, anything you wear does it for me.” Her response was so quick and earnest, it made him swoon. His eyes softened, despite being aroused, he felt a warm feeling bloom in his chest. That was the case, until she crawled up his body and kissed his dick over the underwear, her tongue running flat over his bulge too. His heart lurched excitedly and his toes curled at the feeling, at the sight of her between his open legs.

She kissed his thighs, the way he would before he ate her out, teasingly and lovingly. She worshipped his body with her mouth and her fingers followed, thumbs smoothing over his hips bones, moving the underwear out of the way tortuously to create just a fract of pleasurable friction.

She lifted the dress up a little more, kissed his stomach, his pelvis, and everywhere else except for where he was twitching and throbbing for her attention. He didn’t even want it to end, didn’t dare to beg because he loved the wordless praise, loved the way she sucked at his skin to leave velvet marks, and the way she licked at his soft flesh, tasting him with little moans.

“Please,” it came out before he could stop it. He tensed a little when she stopped because he was definitely enjoying himself, but she was going up, reaching for his lips. His mouth parted, ready for hers but he groaned in irritation when she kissed his chin instead. She teasingly nipped at his lip, felt him squirm beneath her, and rubbed her wet pussy over his dick.

“Shit,” he hissed, a smirk growing on his face, “if I’d known women’s underwear felt this nice…” he chuckled, holding her hips and guiding her movements, distracted with the way she finally kissed him.

He could feel her arousal seep through the thin material of the women’s underwear he was wearing. He felt so needy when his cock was wet in her desire and throbbing to be inside the warmth of her cunt. He needed to guide this, needed to cum so bad, he started to lick into her mouth as soon as her lips were pressed against his. But she simply didn’t give in to him and he couldn’t give a damn about taking control when she was making him feel good, now sucking his tongue into her mouth so he felt like he wasn’t breathing.

He only moaned loudly into the kiss and let her grab his wrists to pin them over his head. He liked this, chased after her lips when she pulled away to stare at him smugly. He didn’t care about control or ending the foreplay, he just wanted to feel her close, always. But her small hand around his wrists wasn’t enough physical contact for him, he wanted to feel her everywhere.

So, he whined at her playfully and moved his hips up into her with care, struggling to keep his hands above his head simply because he wanted to feel her soft skin under his hands. He was squirming, getting needier by the second, just admiring her and wishing she could just be plastered all over his body forever.

“Just… let me enjoy this,” she said mischievously. She looked so hot in his flannel, with the ripped up sleeves that nearly covered most of her upper arms, the way it fell off her shoulders sexily now that she’d unbuttoned it, revealing her bare chest. The only good thing about summer in California was getting to see her look more sexy than usual by dressing half-naked at home. Or even better, wearing just his clothes with nothing underneath.

He pouted, rolled his eyes, and turned his face to the side. Even when she started to unbutton the dress at the top, he pretended to be uninterested. Even once her soft lips chased the skin she uncovered. He felt her smirk when he wiggled under her, and he clenched his fists to stop himself from touching her, because she may not have said it, but he wasn’t allowed to touch her right now. Her tongue started lapping at his velvety skin, tracing the tattoos she could reach, sucking where his skin was unmarked by ink.

“Tell me you’ve enjoyed this enough…” he whispered. Desperate for more, more friction, more of her touch, more of her everywhere.

“Then I’d be lying,” she murmured against his skin, “I don’t lie to you…” She pouted innocently, her eyes shining playfully, but still she moved up to kiss him again.

His hands moved instinctively to hold her face, but he stopped himself halfway and gripped the pillow beside him instead. He squeezed it tightly, desperately trying to hold onto something when she sucked on his lip, her hands sneaking down between their bodies to pull the underwear he was wearing aside.

“But I do want to move on to the fun part,” she whispered. When she wrapped her hand around his hard cock, he moaned, his head pressing back into the mattress. She didn’t even care if the red hairspray would taint the sheets seeing him look this beautiful and needy. She just gave him little kisses that began at the corner of his mouth and started to spread his precum over the tip and down the rest of his cock. “I’m gonna sit on your face later, it’s just so pretty,” she mumbled against his cheek.

“Fuck… yeah,” he agreed excitedly, turning his face to the side, hoping to reach her lips. “Let me touch you,” he murmured, trying to get her lips closer, but she was moving back, torturing him with a little smirk. Her hand tightened around his cock, squeezing to draw out a grunt from him, her gentle fingers massaging under the tip. “Please, baby, let me touch you,” he whispered, sounding more wrecked.

Her stomach clenched at his voice, but instead of giving in and responding, she kissed him roughly. He took that as an invitation and let go of the pillow to hold her face at last. She didn’t force him away this time, let him tangle his fingers in the hair at the back of her neck, his tongue moving against hers deep in her mouth. His stomach was flipping excitedly at the taste of her, and his other hand began to move down her body, to slide his fingers through her wet folds.

They both pulled away at the same time to moan, his hand moving from behind her neck to grasp her thigh harshly instead. She panted on his lips when his fingers moved through her weeping cunt, sliding through the embarrassing amount of arousal that soaked her folds up to her clit. The feeling of how wet she was turned him on, all he could think was that he’d caused it, that and the flushed state she was currently in.

He slid his fingers through her wetness the way he’d do with his cock and brought them into her pussy, pushing deep so she stretched around his two fingers. He could feel her warmth and more arousal cover his hand when he pulled his fingers out and pushed them back into her. She rested her forehead on his shoulder, muffled her already soft moans with the dress he was wearing.

With her chest pressed against his, her nipples tightened when brushing against the lace of the dress and her walls fluttered around his fingers. With her hand on his chest, she sat up, moved her hand on his cock faster, twisting her wrist so deliciously he felt so close to his release and he didn’t want to stop it from happening, but he also didn’t want the pleasure to end so soon.

She ground her hips into his hand, getting her clit stimulated on his palm, and both of them looked away from each other to shamelessly watch their hands work between their bodies. Her small hand wrapped around him was slick in his precum, but not nearly as soaked as his hand was from her wetness. He groaned, grabbed her wrist to stop her from making him finish, and slipped his fingers out of her.

“Ready?” He whispered, patting the back of her thigh so she’d move closer, allowing him to fill her up all the way. She nodded, slipped out of the flannel, threw it over her books and lowered the panties he was wearing down to his knees. She snickered playfully, ignored his annoyed huff and the roll of his eyes when she finally lined the head of his cock with her entrance, slowly sinking down on him while biting her lip.

“So good,” she whispered distractedly, her breath catching in her throat the farther she took him into her cunt. She panted, ground her hips against his to adjust to the size of him, comforted by the way he brushed his thumbs along her hips. He waited patiently for her despite throbbing inside her, just slid his hands up to her waist, guiding her to lean over him slightly.

“I love you,” he breathed out, pulling her closer still, until she kissed him again. Her lips moved against his slowly, occasionally bumping against the labret stud, her nose brushing against the two nose ring hoops when she tilted her head. Once she deepened the kiss, her tongue slipped into his mouth, and she lifted her hips before she sank back down.

He moaned against her, squeezed her waist, and bent his knees but could only keep them apart a certain distance because the underwear started to dig painfully into the flesh of his taut thighs. It turned him on, both the knowledge of having worn panties, but also the feeling of being restricted. She knew that about him and he just knew that’s why she’d lowered the underwear where they were.

He thrusted up into her, met her thrusts slowly at first, until they both picked up the pace. With one of her hands beside his head and the other on his chest where his heart was, she stabilised herself. She felt every inch of him move in and out of her smoothly, then watched him crumble slowly almost as close as she was to her orgasm.

He was holding back and she knew it, brought her hand away from beside his head to rub quick circles on her clit. Right as her walls fluttered around him and she moaned his name, he came inside her, falling apart so prettily beneath her with a strangled moan.

“I love you,” she murmured, resting all her weight on him, finally returning his sentiment. He wrapped his arms around her, smiling tiredly, but otherwise felt so light and warm from his orgasm. Holding her was just a bonus and kissing her was the main treat.

He whined playfully when she shifted and started to pull away, pouted when she moved off his lap, but let her remove the underwear which was keeping him restrained. She threw it carelessly onto the floor and climbed up his body again while smiling softly and placed a kiss on his forehead, her lips lingering lovingly. “Never change, Boaz Priestly,” she murmured.

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꒰ how to feel like a princess this summer ꒱ؘ ࿔*:･ﾟ

`✦ ˑ ִֶ 𓂃⊹ you don't need a castle, a fairy godmother or a team of helpful little mice to make you feel like a princess in your day to day life. all you need is your sweetest, most confident self and you are good to go .ᐟ here are a few tips & fun activities to do by yourself ( because a princess always enjoys their own company ! ) or with a friend, whether it's the furry kind or a fellow princess.

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⨾ first things first, while a princess loves to spend their days frolicking in nature and soaking up the sun, they always protect their skin using spf. so whatever adventures you decide to take on this summer ( and all year round ) , be tedious about applying sunscreen. i promise, your future self will thank you for it.ᐟ

⨾ princesses have a natural glow about them. whether it be from the graceful manner in which they carry themselves, their beautiful smile that lights up a room, or the radiance of their skin - a princess takes care of themself, inside and out. so, to feel like one, be sure to prioritize self care & self love. create a skincare routine that works for you. keep a rose water spray with you for a quick refresh throughout the day. wear light, glowy makeup like cream blush, a lip tint, and a good mascara to emphasize those doe eyes. and find a signature scent people will remember you by.

⨾ wearing soft and light fabrics - like lace and linen - will keep you as cool as possible, while also feeling cute during these hot summer months. whether it's flowing dresses or light linen pants ; sandals or sneakers ; florals & pastels to more natural, earthy tones - wear whatever makes your inner princess shine .ᐟ

⤷ plus, adding little accessories such as frilly socks, ribbons, pearls and other dainty jewelry can be a fun, but simple way to add an extra bit of delicacy to your day to day look.

⨾ try putting your hair up in loose styles - such as a braid - or keep it down and flowing with beautiful, bouncy curls. and again, the simplest style can be elevated to 'princess level' with little details like decorating your hair with flowers, butterfly clips or a headband; tying ribbons and bows into your up-do, or even adding a satin scarf.

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✿. summer can be the perfect time to find a new passion, or perhaps reignite an old one .ᐟ for example : taking up a language , learning about greek mythology , writing & reading poetry , learning to sew or crochet , or learning to play an instrument ( piano, flute, violin, etc. ) - there are so many different hobbies to try this season.

⤷ and even better, with the warm weather, you can do them all outside surrounded by the beauty of nature - birds chirping in the distance, a gentle breeze dancing through the trees, and the sun shining down on you.

✿. like i mentioned earlier, a princess's best friend is mother nature. they love to spend time engaging with any and all of nature's elements. here are some ways you can do the same . . .

✿. start your very own garden .ᐟ

whether it be filled with an assortment of vibrant flowers, or even a mix of fruits, veggies and herbs, a garden is a perfect way to create a serene and magical place to spend your summer days. you can even add a chair or maybe lay out a blanket for a quiet little reading spot. plus. . . with a garden in your midst, you can pick as many flowers as you'd like to create your own bouquets or make flower crowns for yourself and friends .ᐟ ⤷ filling your space with flowers will definitely make you feel like you are living in a fairytale 𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒

✿. visit a farmer's market or go berry picking .ᐟ

🍓 picking your own strawberries, blueberries, or any other fresh fruit & veggies can be a cute way to stock your fridge and find the ingredients for your next recipe. 🫐 baking is another great hobby to pick up - especially for during those stormy summer days you have to stay inside. breads, muffins, cakes, and jams - there's so many things you can make using the fruit you hand picked; and an added bonus, it will keep your kitchen smelling super yummy .ᐟ

✿. have a picnic .ᐟ

take yourself on a date or round up a group of friends for a picnic at the park or on the beach. you can pack a basket of macarons, sparkling cider, and any of your other favorite treats ; find the perfect spot to lay your blanket, and maybe even bring some reading material or a journal to write in .ᐟ

✿. feed the ducks .ᐟ

if you have a pond nearby, you can take a walk & bring something to feed the duckies, turtles, or any of the other sweet creatures swimming around in there. if not, you can also make homemade bird food and treat those hungry little birdies singing outside your house every day. it could also be fun to take a trip to a local farm or petting zoo and feed some animals that way .ᐟ ⤷ if you do any of these things, please remember to do your research on what foods are good for our little friends, be respectful, and clean up after yourself. princesses don’t litter .ᐟ

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if the sun is not shining or you are looking for other ways to spend time like a princess, here are a few more ideas to add to your summer bucket list. . .

ᥫ᭡. take a trip to a museum and wander its halls, admiring the magnificent artwork in all its beauty.

ᥫ᭡. visit your local library or bookstore and spend the day picking out your next read.

ᥫ᭡. play dress up with your closest friends and have a tea party.

ᥫ᭡. try painting pottery. you could even paint & personalize your very own tea cup or jewelry box .ᐟ

ᥫ᭡. send a handwritten letter to a loved one or a pen pal. and while you’re add it, you can get some practice writing in cursive .ᐟ

ᥫ᭡. pamper yourself a little extra with a bubble bath - adding in rose petals, filling the bathroom with candles, and treating yourself to a plentiful amount of ladurée macarons - in good ole blair waldorf fashion.

࿐a princess always walks with their head held high. they know what makes them feel like their most confident self, and they don't shy away from it by trying to be anyone else. with that being said, always be your true, and authentic self - don't change just to fit a certain 'aesthetic' - take what you like from it, and leave the rest. it is important to do & wear whatever makes you feel comfortable, because in turn you will also feel your most beautiful - as a princess always should .ᐟ

xoxo, meg ♡

[fyeahiwatarikei]

Aesthetic - Five Senses

bold what definitely applies. italicize what somewhat applies.

SIGHT. Lilac tinted twilight. Brackish waters. Dew drops. Coils of steam. Sunflowers. Shooting stars. Crisp green apples. Stacked bookshelves. Dirty apron. Pearls and sapphires. Apricot sunsets. Doe eyes. Blood-stained bandages. Silver clouds across a crescent moon. Freshly fallen snow. Spilled ink. Brass buckles. Scarlet ribbons. Blush. Sepia. Emerald moss. Budding roses. Stormy violet skies.

SOUND. Haunting strings. Birdcalls in the morning. Clashing steel. Low, dirty bass. Squealing tyres. Whistling kettle. Whip crack. Stilettos on slate. Crackling logs. Gospel singers. Hushed whispers. Hoof beats. Rustling leaves. Stillness & silence. Soprano arias. Burbling brooks. Grandfather clock. Twinkling wind chimes. Rooster crowing at dawn. Bubbling pots. Stacking coins. Rain on window panes. Smokey jazz.

TASTE. Whipped cream. Blood orange. Merlot & chocolate. Tobacco. Mint & lime. Warm milk with cinnamon. Wasabi. Rare steak. Crusty bread. Liquorice. Pickled onions. Fresh mozzarella. Petit fours & tea cakes. Cognac. Bergamot tea. Sparkling wine. Olive tapenade. Fresh peach cobbler. Smoked paprika. Clear spring water. Sticky rice. Roasted garlic. Toffee apples.

TOUCH. Tight leather. Balmy summer breeze. Old gold filigree. Lacquered tabletops. Delicate lace. Crystal glass. Rough canvas. Sheer, diaphanous silk. High collar. Suspenders & straps. Bare feet on grass. Warm wool blankets. Candle wax. Hot springs in winter. Living wood. Thick, dark satin. Silver buttons. Bone dice. Dirt under fingernails. Soft feathers. Loose beads. Worn pages. Bruises & scars.

SCENT. Lavender. Lemon zest. Cigar smoke. Heady sandalwood. Faint musk. Raspberries. Fresh-picked herbs. Vanillin. Dragon’s blood or cinnabar. Fresh coffee. Sea salt & spray. Fir trees. Sulfur & flint. Charcoal. Jasmine. Baked bread. Petrichor. Coconut butter. Honey. Baby powder. Decaying leaves. Patchouli. Clean sheets. Citrus.

[rinswritez]

Columbina x Reader moment from my fic! (Mild Arlembina moment) SLIGHT NSFW!!

With Arlecchino still on her shoulder in the warm, rose covered bathtub, Columbina sighed with contentment. Feeling Arlecchino’s warmth never failed to make her feel safer than she ever did before, even with her family. She could hear Arlecchino’s heart beating, it made her cheeks flush. 

She chewed on her bottom lip, as thoughts of you swarmed her mind. What about you? What did Columbina think of you? Did she even know what she felt towards you? She did think about you and Arlecchino a lot, but what even were those feelings? She leaned her head back against the wall. All that she knew was that you were more than an underling to her, and she couldn’t explain why. 

You walked in, that endearing smile still playing on your lips. Arlecchino still seemed pretty annoyed, but she did seem to have calmed down at least by a bit. 

You offer your hand to Arlecchino but she just nudges it away and stands up on her own, you look away as much as you didn’t want to. You do the same for Columbina, she takes your hand, her own surprisingly soft, nails short and coloured pink with small white hearts on them. Her skin was slightly tinted rose at her knuckles, she seemed more lively than Arlecchino but she still had this beauty that seemed otherworldly. They certainly were an interesting duo. 

You glanced back at Arlecchino, her pale body covered in scars, some more recent than others, which were left untreated and bloody. You reach out for the bandages and disinfecting spray. 

“Would you mind if I cleaned your injuries?” 

Arlecchino doesn’t say anything, she just lifts her hair away from the bloody wound. You dry off the wound before you spray it and tie it up with the bandage, careful to not make it too tight or too loose. Arlecchino stays still and silent throughout all of this, seemingly unbothered. 

“It might be a bit uncomfortable but you’ll be ok, if you ever get injured again, I’ll be happy to help out!” Arlecchino nods before putting on her nightgown and leaving the room quietly. You look back at Columbina, who smiled softly at you. 

“I’ll look away so you can open your eyes, I don’t want to make your life harder,” 

She hums before letting out a chuckle. “I'm blind. Even if I open my eyes, I can’t see anything. I sense people’s presence based on noises and vibrations,” she replies. 

You raise your eyebrow before the words slip out of your mouth. “Do you need help dressing up and removing your makeup? If so, I’d be happy to help.” 

She thinks about it for a moment before nodding. 

“Even though I'm used to it by now, I'd appreciate a helping hand.” She smiled at you and you swore you could hear your heart beating faster. 

You glance at her carefully folded nightgown, it was light pink with lace at the bottom of the dress and it was made of satin. She had already put on her undergarments while you bandaged up Arlecchino so that saved you from quite… an awkward situation. You reach for the pink nightgown. 

“Can you lift up your arms?” She nods and complies. 

You drape the pink nightgown over her, she smiles and kisses your cheek, muttering a ‘Thank you’ tiredly.

As she walked towards her bed you noticed that the nightgown had a big bow on the back. You couldn’t help but wonder how she could sleep comfortably with something like that attached to her, but you had to admit she looked quite good in the nightgown. She never failed to look elegant and well put together even in sleepwear. 

You changed into your own sleepwear, a cute strawberry themed set! It went really well with your pink bunny slippers, to your average person you’d probably look at least a bit foolish in this outfit, yet it never failed to make you happy. 

Who said that people with fighting-related jobs can’t have cute accessories and like cute things? You flop on to your bed, sighing tiredly as you shut your eyes, hopefully after all the events that happened you would manage to get some sleep. 

You tried adjusting your clothing. Maybe it was too tight… You tried switching sleeping positions to no avail. You even tried thinking about all your wholesome interactions with Columbina and Arlecchino you had today. Yet you just couldn’t sleep.You turn face first into the pillow before groaning into it. You were so goddamn tired, yet you couldn’t sleep. Insomnia was quite common for you, but you hoped that at least you’d sleep tonight! With Scaramouche always keeping you up, in more ways than one you were bound to get tired at some point! 

After today you certainly needed a break, you’ve been running around like a fool all day! The first time it was because you ‘had to reach the hotel before night time’ according to Arlecchino, and as much as you knew it was true your legs gave out quickly. Arlecchino ended up carrying you while muttering something about lower ranked Fatui and their inability to do anything right. 

[wolves-of-wonderland]

These are the things I will have in my future dream home. I will get it one day. I will add to this list or remove things from it as I see fit. I will also check off things as I get them.

• A fireplace

• Kitschy lamps, with some sort of animals on them

• Pretty smelling room sprays

• Animal knick knacks, probably from thrift stores

• Lace placemats

• A cute cookie jar

• Incense

• A shelf for herbs and crystals

• Plenty of tiny jars for spells

• That Hello Kitty toaster that toasts in the shape of Hello Kitty

• At least one gaming system

✅ Cozy homemade blankets and quilts

• Embroidered pillows

• A beautiful bathroom

• Hand-painted tea pots

• A writing desk

• A juicer (I wanna make homemade fruit juice)

• A tinted glass pitcher for said fruit juice

• A bookshelf with ✨personality✨

• A hat rack

• A cat, preferably a black one

• The love of my life

• Light switch covers

• Pretty walls

• A sink with some kind of decoration

• Art

• Garlands

• A garden for growing herbs and flowers

[911described]

[video description: 14 second long video promo for 706, filmed from a TV

Orchestral wedding music plays in the background. We see Maddie indoors, in her wedding dress and smiling. The wedding dress is low-cut, with the bodice made of an elaborate lace design, and has mesh full-length sleeves with the lace design along the bottom half. Maddie also wears a veil over her shoulder length curled hair.

The voiceover and text on screen says "A 9-1-1 Wedding" as we fade to an outdoor wedding venue. There are rows of people in white chairs, on either side of a white aisle. At the end of it stands a man under a flower arch, and we can see the ocean in the background. Athena and Bobby sit amongst the guests. Bobby wears a royal blue suit, white shirt and matching blue tie, and is leaning in to talk to Athena, who wears an one-shoulder emerald green dress.

Buck and Eddie swing open the large wooden doors to the bridal suite and slowly stagger in as the music goes off-key and winds down, and the voiceover says "You won't forget". Buck wears white trousers, a white t-shirt and pastel green suit jacket. His trousers are covered in wine stains and he looks generally disheveled. Eddie wears a pastel pink suit jacket and trousers. All that remains of his pink shirt is the collar, still buttoned around his neck. His hair is messy.

Maddie looks at them, appalled, as she worriedly asks, "Where's my husband?"

Buck and Eddie stand shoulder to shoulder. Eddie squints and grimaces and Buck stands with his shoulders raised up tensely. Buck's shoulders drop as he resignedly says, "Uh ... it's complicated"

The image warps and blurs, to a series of quick cuts of what Buck and Eddie have been doing.

At a hotel room party, Eddie high kicks a closing door while Buck watches. Surrounded by people with champagne glasses and beers, Eddie's shirt is half unbuttoned, his sleeves have been ripped off, and he whoops loudly, head thrown back and mouth wide open.

Buck is no longer wearing his suit jacket, and he jumps up and down, champagne bottle held at crotch height as he sprays it. Next to him, Eddie also sprays a bottle back and forth in front of his face, and the people around them cheer.

Close-up of Eddie's hands as he pops open a champagne bottle at navel height, while he's still wearing his suit jacket with the shirt cuffs visible.

The image fades to a blue-tinted scene. Chim lies on his front on wooden floor-boards, with a person in jeans and boots standing behind his feet. Chim's shirt sleeves are rolled up and there is blood all over him. His hair is wet and askew. As he slowly drags himself forwards by his arms, he grits out "I'm supposed to be somewhere"

The background is LA at sunset, and the text on screen and the voiceover say, “new 911, next Thursday".

/end ID]

(X)

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[thesixteenpleasures]

the five senses

[ R U L E S ] Bold always. Italicize sometimes. Strikeout nope.

[ S I G H T ]: ⁕ lilac tinted twilight ⁕ brackish waters ⁕ dew drops ⁕ coils of steam ⁕ sunflowers ⁕ shooting stars ⁕ crisp green apples ⁕ stacked bookshelves ⁕ dirty apron ⁕ pearls and sapphires ⁕ apricot sunsets ⁕ doe eyes ⁕ blood-stained bandages ⁕ silver clouds across a crescent moon ⁕ freshly fallen snow ⁕ spilled ink ⁕ brass buckles ⁕ scarlet ribbons ⁕ blush ⁕ sepia ⁕ emerald moss ⁕ budding roses ⁕ stormy violet skies ⁕

[ S O U N D ]: ⁕ haunting strings ⁕ birdcalls in the morning ⁕ clashing steel ⁕ low, dirty bass ⁕ squealing tyres ⁕ whistling kettle ⁕ whip crack ⁕ stilettos on slate ⁕ crackling logs ⁕ gospel singers ⁕ hushed whispers ⁕ hoof beats ⁕ rustling leaves ⁕ stillness & silence ⁕ soprano arias ⁕ burbling brooks ⁕ grandfather clock ⁕ twinkling wind chimes ⁕ rooster crowing at dawn ⁕ bubbling pots ⁕ stacking coins ⁕ rain on window panes ⁕ smokey jazz ⁕

[ T A S T E ]: ⁕ whipped cream ⁕ blood orange ⁕ merlot & chocolate ⁕ tobacco ⁕ mint & lime ⁕ warm milk with cinnamon ⁕ wasabi ⁕ rare steak ⁕ crusty bread ⁕ liquorice ⁕ pickled onions ⁕ fresh mozzarella ⁕ petit fours & tea cakes ⁕ cognac ⁕ bergamot tea ⁕ sparkling wine ⁕ olive tapenade ⁕ fresh peach cobbler ⁕ smoked paprika ⁕ clear spring water ⁕ sticky rice ⁕ roasted garlic ⁕ toffee apples ⁕

[ T O U C H ]: ⁕ tight leather ⁕ balmy summer breeze ⁕ old gold filigree ⁕ lacquered tabletops ⁕ delicate lace ⁕ crystal glass ⁕ rough canvas ⁕ sheer, diaphanous silk ⁕ high collar ⁕ suspenders & straps ⁕ bare feet on grass ⁕ warm wool blankets ⁕ candle wax ⁕ hot springs in winter ⁕ living wood ⁕ thick, dark satin ⁕ silver buttons ⁕ bone dice ⁕ dirt under fingernails ⁕ soft feathers ⁕ loose beads ⁕ worn pages ⁕ bruises & scars ⁕

[ S C E N T ]: ⁕ lavender ⁕ lemon zest ⁕ cigar smoke ⁕ heady sandalwood ⁕ faint musk ⁕ raspberries ⁕ fresh-picked herbs ⁕ vanillin ⁕ dragon’s blood or cinnabar ⁕ fresh coffee ⁕ sea salt & spray ⁕ fir trees ⁕ sulfur & flint ⁕ charcoal ⁕ jasmine ⁕ baked bread ⁕ petrichor ⁕ coconut butter ⁕ honey ⁕ baby powder ⁕ decaying leaves ⁕ patchouli ⁕ clean sheets ⁕

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