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Calm husband x Assertive wife headcanons

DI!Leon Kennedy x fem!reader

A/N: heavily inspired by safa and fahad’s relationship from dubai bling.

Leon with a wife who is a bit of a firecracker—she's got that bratty streak, a stubborn side, and isn't afraid to speak her mind. But beneath all that, she's also incredibly understanding, compassionate, and fiercely loyal (only to him and her loved ones).

After all he's been through, he's looking for someone who can keep him grounded, bring him back down to earth, or just take charge in the relationship. He wants to be pampered and taken care of.

Leon, who's all about going with the flow, has this "it is what it is" mindset, but you, his wife, are the one who calls the shots on his behalf. As Leon grew older, he stopped giving fucks except for his darling wife.

Take driving, for example. If someone cuts him off, he's the type to shrug it off. But you? You're the one with road rage, ready to give them a piece of your mind. And when his order gets messed up, he'll just eat it, but not you. You'll be marching up to the manager, making sure he gets what he paid for because, hey, it's all about getting your his money's worth.

"Sweetheart, it's fine, really," he said, offering a small smile.

"No, it's not. You specifically said no chilli. And what do they do? Add it in anyway. It's like they're gunning for you," you replied, clearly irritated and a tad dramatic. Poor white man can't handle his spice.

Sometimes you'd push the limit, and he'd have your back. But once you're home and out of the public eye, he'll give you a lecture about where you went wrong. It might take you a minute to actually hear him out because, let's face it, you're stubborn. But he's got his tricks to make sure you eventually listen, if you know what I mean.

People might raise eyebrows at your marriage because you two are total opposites. They whisper nonsense behind your back because of your straightforwardness and confidence, and that's something Leon doesn't let slide. That's when he gives a damn, because nobody gets to badmouth his wife.

"I heard Leon's wife is quite controlling. Poor guy can't even make a decision without her approval," someone remarked, their tone condescending.

"Excuse me," Leon quickly interjected. "Let me make one thing clear: my wife is not controlling. Decisions in our marriage are made together, as equals."

“And if I hear anyone disrespecting her again, there will be consequences. Understood?" His tone was firm as he addressed his subordinates with a hard gaze. 

"Yes sir," the subordinates replied hastily, scrambling to return to their tasks.

This might have been the only instance he'd wield his authority as the top agent, but it was a line he wouldn't allow anyone to cross. 

What really makes your relationship click is the mutual respect and understanding you both share, along with your shared drive and ambition. You get that his job can eat up a lot of his time, with weeks and even months away from home, and sure, it gets to you sometimes. But he's pretty good at making it up to you (material gestures and physical affection).

Leon really appreciates how you get his career demands, and he's all for you pursuing your own career path too. He'd rather see you doing your thing than stuck at home while he's away. However, if and when you decide to have children, he might lean towards the idea of you being a stay-at-home mom, though ultimately, he respects it's entirely your decision.

As for that tracker thing, it's not about being controlling; it's more about being protective. With him going on those risky missions, you like having a way to keep tabs on him and make sure he's safe. At first, he wasn't too keen on the idea, but when you explained how it eases your mind, he kinda got it. Plus, it's kinda fun to mess around with it sometimes, right?

“Hey, where'd you sneak off to earlier?" you asked with a mock sternness, tapping your foot as Leon entered the room. "Your little dot disappeared for a while there."

Leon raised an eyebrow, feigning innocence. "What are you talking about? I've been right here the whole time."

You narrowed your eyes playfully. "Oh really? Because according to the tracker, you vanished into thin air."

A grin spread across Leon's face as he produced a cup of boba from behind his back, "I may have noticed a certain someone was feeling a bit down, so I thought I'd surprise her with her favourite pick-me-up.”

“Aw, Leon!” you exclaimed, jumping on him and nearly causing him to drop the boba and possibly break his back in the process.

[pinkyqily]

lauren james request!! readers birthday is new years day and lauren surprises her for new years and her birthday with a gift she has always wanted (a pet, expensive item, a car, anything valuable really)

𝙈𝙄𝘿𝙉𝙄𝙂𝙃𝙏𝙎 𝙁𝙊𝙍 𝙔𝙊𝙐 - Lauren james x reader

Summary : Your girlfriend surprises you with a well awaiting - well you'll need to read to find out the surprise duh, can't always be spoiling fic it ain't gifting day!.

Contains : fluff

A/n : Thank you for requesting this, I really enjoyed writing this. I hope you like reading it too. As always, feedback like ask or comments are highly appreciated if you send them 💕.

Your 24th birthday was coming up soon, and you knew your girlfriend lj has been planning something. From the hints she's been leaving you.

From getting you things on your birthday wish list, too, your recent trip to dubai. But you couldn't wrap your mind to what it could be.

So after working a really long shift, the last day of December because you wanted to take an off day for the 1st as it was your birthday. Who would want to work on their birthday, definitely not me.

Instead of witnessing the normal jersey thrown on the floor, gym bag is normally on the floor of your shared apartment with your girlfriend. Was a little too quiet and clean for your liking.

"Lauren, I'm home." You tried calling out her name serval times but was met with silence. You brought your phone and tried dialing her number but was taken straight to voice-mail, which was werid because she would pick up right after the second ring.

Not wanting to overthink the situation, you headed to the bathroom. For a very needed pampering after working a long shift. Grabbing a matching robe that you and Lj have while applying a fresh new face mask.

Your mind couldn't stop wondering where your girlfriend was. It felt like she had disappeared but not so much. Giving you hella vibes of jamais Vu or whatever the French call it.

You tried to push out the negative thoughts out, you started by cleaning your shared space, and as you, we're cleaning your closet. You found a really old photo of you and Lauren back when you first met her at the euros' finals.

The sudden feels of deja vu sent shivers up your spine. Clock was ticking, and your girlfriend was nowhere to be found. Wanting to try again, you picked up your phone from where you had placed it re-dialing Lauren number but was met with a deadline.

You couldn't remember how long you had stayed up waiting for your girlfriend, but to no avail you fell asleep due to exhaustion.

The next day, you would wake up still with no Lauren around you. Suddenly, your body is filled with panic, but before you could fully react, you heard sounds of rumbling coming from your living room.

Getting out of bed and quickly rushing with only your hairspray as a tool of self defense incase someone had broken in. To your holy surprise, your apartment had been broken into by the girlfriend you we're worried about.

"Where the heck have you been lauren you had me really worried?" You told her with hints of announcements in your voice. "I know baby things weren't going like I planned, so I had to work with what I could." She said with guilt.

"Felt like you disappeared on me." You said, tears falling from your eyes. " I'm sorry baby, I promise it won't happen again, and the surprise would definitely be worth it." You heard her say as she was wiping away the tears. "Happy birthday lovely".

After hours of reassuring from lauren and spending the day showerd with love and care. You truly found out what your big surprise was because lauren had told you to get dressed in your fancy but most comfortable dress, and you would meet her at some special cottage.

The moment you finished getting ready, there was a limo already waiting for you outside your home. Your head was really spinning to what lauren was planning.

Before you could get deep in thoughts, the driver had informed you of your arrival.

The place Lauren had book was beautiful as you entered through the halls rose petals were on the ground, pictures of you and Lauren though out the years hanged on the wall.

But the one that caught your eyes was a picture of when you guys were doing long distance and she came to surprise you from the other side of the world, when you poured your heart to her the night prior to her visit.

You finished your walk to find lj in a room fully decorated and in a suit looking most beautifully as ever. "Lauren, what going on?" You asked her as your voice laced with nervousness.

She started by saying."Since the day that I meet you at the euros was the moment I realized what being inlove meant, you made me become the woman that I am today stood by my side when the whole world was doubting me but you never gave up on us kept on fighting no matter the difficulties that we faced, but it all does matter to me and all I ask of you today is-.

She said, getting on one knee but before she could finish. You felt like you knew what she was gonna say next, didn't even let her finish her sentence before nodding your head and saying. "If you're asking me to marry you, then it is a yes." You told her suddenly, feeling her strong arms wrap around you. " Happy birthday, baby,".

Cutting her off guard by placing your lips onto hers, you we're now engaged to Lauren james, the best birthday gift you could've asked for.

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Tears In His Ferrari || Chp 1

Character: Bucky Barnes x Farmer!Reader

Words Count: 2,070

Summary: Bucky Barnes, used to a life of luxury, takes on farm challenges in a bet with his father. Mud-stained Ferraris and a rustic farmhouse lead to unexpected personal growth, guided by the stern mentorship of Y/N, a farmer making his city-boy life difficult.

Main Masterlist || support: Ko-fi

Thank you to anyone who gave a like, reblog, and left a comment. It motivated me to write more. 

Chapters: Chp 1, Chp 2, Chp 3 , Chp 4 , Chp 5 , Chp 6 , Chp 7 , Chp 8 , Chp 9 , Chp 10 , Chp 11 , Chp 12.

Under the relentless blaze of the scorching sun, Bucky Barnes, the pampered scion of the country's largest retail business, was far removed from the air-conditioned boardrooms of his family's empire. Grumbling incessantly, he swatted away the relentless flies that seemed to thrive in the rural heat. 

"Pick them up gently, Bucky. We don't want scrambled eggs before breakfast," Y/N instructed sternly, her eyes narrowing as Bucky clumsily reached for the first egg. The delicate shell slipped through his fingers, meeting the unforgiving ground with a sharp crack.

"Really, city boy? You gotta treat 'em like they're made of glass," Y/N scolded, her tone unyielding. Bucky, now sporting a mix of irritation and embarrassment, shot back with a sarcastic retort.

"Glass? They're just eggs, not Fabergé. And who knew these chickens were so high-maintenance?"

Bucky, wiping sweat from his brow, replied with a half-smile of his own, “This is absurd. I'm a Barnes, not a farmer.”

How could the sole heir of the country's largest retail company find himself toiling like this? It all stemmed from a bet he made with his father.

2 weeks ago:

Under the glittering Dubai night sky, Bucky, driven by the thrill of rebellion, decided to join a race car event despite his father's explicit warnings. The roar of the engines reverberated through the darkness as Bucky sped along the circuit, the city lights blending into a streak of colors.

As Bucky pulled into the pit garage, the bright lights revealed an unexpected sight – his father, stern-faced and waiting. The realization struck Bucky like a sudden brake, his heart pounding in rhythm with the fading echoes of the race.

His father's disapproval was palpable as he approached, a storm gathering in his gaze.

"Dad!" Bucky exclaimed, but his words were drowned by the tirade that followed. His father, fueled by a mix of anger and concern, chased after him, leaving no room for escape.

The victory that should have been a sweet taste of triumph was overshadowed by the looming storm of his father's wrath.

His father, face etched in a stern expression, strode towards Bucky, a potent mix of anger and disappointment simmering beneath the surface. Bucky's heart sank, realizing that the victory he had just tasted was now tainted by the disapproval in his father's eyes.

"Damn it!" Bucky muttered as he reluctantly shut off the engine and climbed out of the race car. His father's presence loomed over him, a formidable figure casting a shadow on Bucky's moment of recklessness.

His dad, arms crossed, began to unleash a torrent of frustration. "For the whole year, you roamed overseas to live your wildlife. You promised me after graduating that you'd take a year off before entering the company."

Bucky hails from a family that owns the largest retail company in the country, a business empire built over generations. As the sole heir to this colossal enterprise, Bucky enjoys the privileges that come with his family's success. 

Bucky is set to inherit Verve, a retail giant in the country. Despite the family's success, his spoiled and impulsive nature creates a conflict between his privileged upbringing and the responsibilities tied to the business. 

Seated on a nearby bench, Bucky nibbled on his snacks, a subconscious attempt to deflect the gravity of the situation. His eyes, darting between the snacks and his father, conveyed a mix of guilt and defiance.

He heard his father's words but struggled to understand why he, the heir to the family's business empire, should start as an intern when his friends effortlessly landed positions in their family companies.

"Why intern, Dad?" Bucky interjected his tone, a mix of frustration and confusion. "We own the company. Why don't I get the same treatment as my friends?"

The tension in the pit garage hung thick as his father expressed his feelings. "I'm fed up with it!" he declared, his voice a mixture of anger and disappointment.

Bucky, attempting to downplay the situation, replied nonchalantly, "Dad, chill. At least I gained some money from this."

His father responded swiftly and cut, "And you blew it all in a second! How can I trust our company to you?"

He rubbed his chest, a physical manifestation of the stress and disappointment weighing on him. "I feel like our ancestors are judging me. They were never big spenders like you."

A moment of silence followed as both father and son grappled with the underlying issues. Bucky's father couldn't shake the feeling that he had spoiled Bucky too much, especially since the loss of Bucky's mother when he was still young.

Feeling offended, Bucky retorted, "Do you think I can't handle my own money? I could make a million in one week."

"Really?" his father questioned, a skeptical look in his eyes.

Bucky, fueled by pride, affirmed, "Yes."

The challenge was set. Bucky's father nodded, "Alright, if you could make our farm profitable with a million, I will give you any position you want in the company."

"Really?" Bucky's eyes widened, a glimmer of opportunity sparking.

"Yes. If you manage to do it, I will never interfere with your life anymore," his father declared. Both of them shook hands, sealing the deal.

But then came the unexpected twist. "By the way, I'm going to cut all your access to your money," his father dropped the bomb.

"What?" Bucky exclaimed, shock and disbelief etched across his face.

"Your great-grandfather started his business with $100. You need to appreciate money, stop wasting it all in one day," his father explained sternly.

"But how am I going to live without money?" Bucky protested, a hint of desperation creeping into his voice.

"I've provided everything you need on the farm," his father countered, emphasizing the gravity of the challenge. "You're my only son, and I don't want you to be a wastrel!"

The moment's intensity lingered in the air as the weight of the challenge and the drastic shift in Bucky's circumstances began to sink in.

Bucky couldn't help but roll his eyes at the daunting challenge ahead. "Fine. I'll show that I can do it on my own. How difficult can it be?" he muttered, perhaps more to reassure himself than anything else.

Oh, how he wished he could take those words back as his Ferrari pulled up to the family farm, the only luxury permitted by his father. To his dismay, the farm appeared desolate and barren, a stark contrast to the lavish lifestyle he was accustomed to.

Bucky, sporting his usual city-boy ensemble of expensive leather shoes and a sleek leather jacket, stepped out of the pristine car only to find the uneven terrain immediately wreaking havoc on his attire. Mud splattered on the once-immaculate leather shoes, a cruel irony of the stark contrast between luxury and the rustic farm reality.

As Bucky surveyed the damage to his meticulously polished shoes, his eyes widened with panic. "No, no, no. You’ve got to be kidding me," he muttered frantically, attempting to wipe away the mud with his hands, only succeeding in making matters worse.

The realization of his Red Ferrari parked amidst the farm's untamed landscape hit him like a ton of bricks.

A look of horror crossed Bucky's face as he surveyed the mud-smeared exterior of his prized possession. "This is not happening," he exclaimed, his voice laced with a mix of disbelief and anxiety.

The once-gleaming Ferrari now stood as a symbol of the clash between opulence and the unyielding demands of rural life, leaving Bucky in a state of mild panic about the fate of his beloved car amid this unexpected farm adventure.

His panic only intensified as he turned his attention to the house assigned to him. It was a far cry from the sleek, modern apartment he was accustomed to. With its weathered exterior and superficial charm, the rustic farmhouse left Bucky in shock. 

"Wait, this is my house?" he stammered, disbelief etched across his face. The reality of the situation sank in, and Bucky grappled with the stark contrast between the urban comfort he knew and the quaint simplicity of his new rural abode.

In sheer disbelief, Bucky scratched his head and pulled at his hair. "How am I going to do this? I'm so dead," he lamented, realizing the task's magnitude.

Just as the weight of the situation began to sink in, a voice disrupted his thoughts. "James Barnes?"

Turning around, Bucky saw a woman seated in a farm truck, wearing a practical flannel grey shirt. She stepped out of the truck, her attire markedly suitable for the farm environment.

Still grappling with the shock of the situation, Bucky mustered a response, "The one and only call me Bucky. And you are?"

Undeterred by his casual attitude, the woman retorted with a smirk, "The one who will make your life miserable."

Bucky's eyes widened in disbelief. "Is this how you introduce yourself when meeting a new person?" he shot back, a mixture of surprise and amusement playing across his face. 

Y/N's face remained stoic, her expression unwavering as she delivered the news to Bucky. "I will be straight to the point; your life won't be easy like in the city," she asserted, leaning down to rest her hands on the wooden rail. "I'll be your mentor."

With a pointed finger, she continued, "We're neighbors. My dad asked me to help you." Her tone hinted at an unspoken determination to ensure Bucky's time in the town would be far from a leisurely escape. She was poised, ready to make him regret ever leaving her domain.

Flashback start

Y/N had returned from the farm two days prior, dropping fresh milk on the kitchen cabinet with plans to make cheese—her mother's favorite. Her family, owners of a dairy farm and several crops, had a livelihood deeply rooted in agriculture. The biggest of their ventures was their dairy farm.

As Y/N washed her hands, her father said their family would assist their new neighbor. Y/N, although accustomed to helping neighbors, Y/N couldn't hide her disdain when she heard the name 'Barnes.' She gritted her teeth at the mere mention of the family.

Her aversion to the 'Barnes' name was reflected in her unyielding body language, a subtle tension in her shoulders, and a clenching of her jaw. The prospect of aiding Bucky, the city boy from the family she held some resentment toward, added an unexpected layer of complexity to her already busy life on the farm.

Years ago, in their relentless pursuit of expanding their retail empire, the Barnes family made a business move that significantly impacted Y/N's family farm. The Barnes Corporation, seeking to acquire more land for development, had set its sights on the quaint farmland owned by Y/N's family.

Despite Y/N's family's resistance and the sentimental value attached to their land, the Barnes Corporation, driven by profit, successfully carried out the acquisition, leaving Y/N's family with no choice but to relinquish the farm that had been in their possession for generations.

The ruthless business dealings and lack of empathy from the Barnes family left a bitter taste in Y/N's mouth.

Despite the Barnes Corporation's relentless pursuit of their farmland, Y/N's family salvaged a small piece of their ancestral land.

But, the memories of losing her family's cherished farm to the corporate giant fueled Y/N's resentment and distaste for the Barnes family. 

Flashback end

Y/N flashed Bucky an assuring smile, though it carried an undercurrent of intimidation. Her expression was a blend of warmth and a silent warning. Bucky, feeling the weight of the unspoken challenge, involuntarily gulped.

It was a realization that, from that moment onward, his life was destined to be anything but easy. The smile that seemed promising also bore the weight of a mentorship that would test his resilience in the unfamiliar terrain of the farm.

Still processing the intensity of Y/N's smile, Bucky mumbled uncertainly, “What have I gotten myself into? ... and I have no clue where this is headed." With a mix of trepidation and curiosity in his eyes, he took a hesitant step forward, realizing that the journey ahead was bound to be far more intricate than he had initially bargained for. 

Chapters: Chp 1, Chp 2, Chp 3 , Chp 4 , Chp 5 , Chp 6 , Chp 7

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[giuseppe-yuki]

Zhou looks like someone who would have a shih tzu shfter as a so and she would be from the royal family

mmm, that’s such a cute idea! i feel like they would be perfect for each other, since shih tzus are known to be really playful, sweet, and sometimes shy dogs, goes well with zhou’s personality. however, both would not hesitate to defend each other, like the day they first met.

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zhou guanyu x shih tzu!royal!reader

as a member of the royal family, there were certain expectations of you. royal members were supposed to be public, but not too public. they were supposed to dress fashionable, but in a modest way. they were supposed to attend charity dinners and galas, but not too many. they also were supposed to have hobbies and talents, but respectable ones.

honestly, you thought everything was a little too much. you tried your best to follow your parent’s rules, but you genuinely felt like wearing something a little more revealing or posting about a trip you had with friends would not make you any less of a good future ruler. you liked fun, and it didn’t felt fair that all your friends were busy jetting off to England and Dubai and clubbing every night when you stuck in your palace, as so not to ruin your public image.

so, unbeknownst to your mother and father, who were busy signing off on documents and giving supportive speeches, you would sneak out of the castle and bribe your private jet pilot to fly you to different “fun” places. one of the top spots you often frequented was milan or paris for fashion week.

sneaking into a runway show wasn’t very hard. the first step was the security, which you had down after much practice slipping through. shifting into your shih tzu form, you padded your way through the legs of the security guards, who let you through with a pat on the head. they always assumed you were the pampered little pet of one of the guests, which you did not hesitate to take advantage of.

the second part was avoiding the paparazzi section. luckily for you, everybody was dressed in couture, with fringes, sequins, mesh, and leather everywhere you looked. nobody even gave you a second glance when you strolled past, now dressed to the nines in a similarly fashionable outfit. you hurriedly take a random seat as the show begins, and tall, slender models strut on the stage show off the newest looks for chanel, prada, and dior. the way the fabric is draped, the colors, and the textures spin in your mind, chasing away all your worries of being a royal. why worry about your multiple language and speech writing classes when you can be swept up in the blinding lights and pretty patterns?

faster than you can realize, the show ends with a polished group of individuals that you assume to be the head designers that come out and wave a few times. overhead, the dimmed lights flash on, temporarily blinding you.

now was time for the hardest part, getting out of the show. the scraggle of paparazzi that you easily maneuvered through were now vultures, waiting to snatch up a noteworthy and reputable guest to drill questions about their outfit and their thoughts about the show. you knew that if you got caught by some reporter for elle, vogue, or some gossip magazine, you would never hear the end of it from your mother.

skirting around what looks to be like kylie jenner and gigi hadid, you make a run for it past the “pit” area of paparazzi. you weave through the crowd, even taking cover behind the icon adriana lima to avoid a reporter that you swear was looking straight at you.

you breathe a sigh of relief when you reach the exit, about to pull out your phone to send for your driver to take you back to your jet, when a hand yanks you backward.

yelping, you stagger backward to find a rather elderly but stylish old man look at you up and down.

”sweetheart,” he drawls out, sending you a suggestive smile. “you must have been one of the models up there on that stage! you’re too beautiful to not have been. whaddya say you come home with me, huh?”

still in shock, you can only stutter out incomprehensibly. while you had a few close calls with interviewers, you never had a person outright ask to take you home.

the man, as if not seeing your furrowed brows and defensive posture, continues to hold your wrist roughly. he flashes you a wad of cash in his pocket, and raises his eyebrow, as if that would easily convince you to go to his mansion wherever he lived.

before you have a chance to respond to his rather rude assumption, an impeccably dressed young man firmly yanks the older man’s hand off of your wrist.

you dash behind your savior, hiding behind the soft material of his black suit with red embellishments.

“who do you think you are?” offending elderly man snaps, annoyed. “i was talking to this young lady right here. you had no right to yank my hand like that!”

the kind man squares up. “i’m her boyfriend,” he says unwavering. “and as her boyfriend, i suggest you back away. if you didn’t want someone to yank your hand maybe you shouldn’t touch other people with them approving first!” he says to the other man, gesturing over to your cowering figure behind him.

“oh yeah?” the aged man says, “well y-“

suddenly, a look of familiarity crosses his face, a look you know full well from years of being recognized on the street.

“hey! wait a minute! aren’t you that little princess from…where was it? from that little country…” he exclaims, moving closer.

“no!” you immediately say, cutting him off. “i’m not!”

the man next to you, seeing your alarm, cuts the wrinkled old man from coming forward anymore. “okay, i need to you to stop right there. i told you that she is my girlfriend so please just leave us alone.”

he shoots you a silent look, and when you nod, he clutches your hand and bolts off with you.

you basically sag in relief when escape the situation, profusely thanking the man, who you find out is named zhou.

as a thank you, you head into the nearest coffee shop and buy him a giant cup of coffee and a cake pop (which you end up eating, because he says that he’s on a ’diet’ for his sport or something like that).

when you slide into a half-hidden booth at the back of the coffee shop with zhou, having temporarily postponed your jet back to your country, you partly cover your face with your hand just in case any lurking paparazzi or fans walk into the store. he swirls his cup of coffee in his hand, one eyebrow raised at your attempted ways to hide your face.

“i don’t mean to pry, but what was that about you being a princess back there?”

“call me your knight in shining armor!” zhou says, jokingly.

you groan into your hands. “why is that the first thing you say after i reveal this top-secret information?”

he shrugs, a grin on his face. “hey, i thought that joke was pretty funny.”

you roll your eyes, but chuckle lightly, watching as zhou sends you an exaggerated wink from across the table. behind him, you notice the quickly darkening sky. without noticing, you had chatted with your savior for over two hours, about the most random topics. perhaps this was the freedom your non-royal friends felt, being able to go into public whenever they wanted and to chat up a perfect stranger. unfortunately, your parents had a gala planned that night, for some obscure sport event that was taking place in your country. if they asked someone to fetch you to get ready, they were bound to find out that you were in a whole different part of the country, and they would probably give you hell about it.

when he sees the frown on your face, he tilts his head. “somewhere to go?” he asks, slowly gathering his empty coffee cup and used napkins.

“yeah…,” you reply sadly. “duty calls.”

zhou checks his watch, and a look of shock crosses his face. “oh shoot- i have somewhere to be as well.”

“oh!” you say, awkwardly standing up. “i guess that worked out.”

he nods, and politely walks you out the coffee shop, making sure to hold the door open for you. when your personal driver arrives in his secretive-looking car, complete with tinted windows and bulletproof doors, you wave goodbye to zhou. “thanks for…everything, i guess,” you remark. “an extra big thank you for pretending to be my boyfriend too,” you laugh.

“not a problem!” he responds, giving you a smile. he slips a red handkerchief into your hand (’can’t leave the princess without a gift,’ he had said) before shutting your car door gently. the last that you see of him is his dark hair and fancy black suit with red embellishments as he climbs into an expensive-looking car that you hadn’t noticed on the side of the street.

when you arrive back in your country, and your driver drops you off at the palace from the airport, you practically flee towards your wing of the massive house, hand still clutching zhou’s red handkerchief.

your makeup and dressing team usher you in, squeeze you into a beautiful outfit, and place a glittering tiara in your hair just as your mother walks into your spacious dressing room.

she nods approvingly when she sees your prim appearance, a similar tiara glistening in her hair.

“hello, mother,” you wave, the makeup lady still brushing powder on your nose.

“hi!” she exclaims. sending you a wave back. "you look beautiful, honey,” she compliments, giving you a hug and a kiss. she turns you around, admiring the way the materials flows nicely around you, when she sees you holding on to the piece of red cloth. she sends you a weird look, but clears her throat. “anyways, i just wanted to come in and let you know that we are leaving soon,” she states.

hurriedly, you shove the handkerchief into your mini purse and hold it behind your back as you nod your head profusely. “mhm! okay, i will go to the front in a bit!”

you are enjoying a plate of rather tasty noodles, and tuning out a speaker talking about some racing team called alfa romero, when you hear a familiar voice behind you.

”hello, princess!” someone whispers into your ear.

you jerk back, fully expecting that weird old man from the fashion show to be standing behind you. instead, in front of you, stands zhou.

”what the fuck??” you say, bewildered. “what are you doing here??”

”are princess allowed to cuss?” he asks, scrunching his brows.

you cast your plate of noodles aside, and cross your arms in front of you. “no, answer my question first!”

he scratches his head. “well…if you haven’t noticed, i’m kind of a formula 1 racing driver, and this is kind of my team..."

he points to the stage, which has a pretty obvious blown-up picture of his face next to another man with a cool-looking mullet.

your cheeks flush red. as if it couldn’t get worse, you notice that his suit has a big pin with the alfa romero logo pinned to it, which matched the racing car that was placed in the middle of the gala room. next to it sat a large plaque that had his name and the number 24 carved in thick black font.

“um…okay, so i might have just made that connection,” you mumble.

zhou laughs. “no worries. what are the chances that we meet again, though?”

half an hour later, you both find yourself in the gardens next to grand hall hosting the event, drunk and giggling on champagne. the bubbly alcohol made you feel warm and fuzzy inside. or maybe it was zhou?

you both rave about the looks at the outfits at the runway show earlier that day, about zhou’s racing career, about your daily escapades, and about every topic you can possibly think of. you think you laugh more than you ever have in years, being stuck in the palace to just study all day. caught up in your conversation, you don’t notice a certain elderly old man stumble through the bushes.

he spots the pair of you before you both spot him.

“you!” he growls out, stumbling towards the fountain that you were sitting on the edge of.

your eyes widen to the size of saucers, spotting the old man flattening the trimmed grass with each step he takes toward you.

zhou sobers up almost immediately, again placing himself in between you and the offending subject.

“can you just leave her alone?” he exclaims, using one hand to hold him back from taking another step. “i don’t even know how you got here, but you really have to get out.”

the elderly man snaps. “oh i know all about you, guanyu zhou! i am a prime investor in alfa romero, but i’m greatly reconsidering putting my hard-earned money somewhere else in light of your egregious behavior!”

with surprising strength, he shoves zhou, causing him to fall backwards, almost hitting his head on the stone of the fountain.

you gasp. without thinking clearly about the consequences, you shift into your dog form and launch your small form straight at the old man. going crazy, you bite down on his hand and yank as hard as you can. ha! you think. this will teach him for hurting others!

when zhou recovers from his second shock of the day, he hurriedly grabs you off of the old man, who quickly hobbles away, nursing his hurt hand while yelling obscenities.

zhou gently sets you on the ground, giving you a small circle of space to calm down.

you shift back, and sit on the edge of the of the water fountain like nothing had happened.

“wow, the gall of that man!” you note, shaking your head.

ignoring your comment, zhou buts in. “wait. let’s just pause and digest what just happened. was there anything else you wanted to tell me other than the fact that you are a princess and you can shapeshift?” zhou asks.

shrugging, you shake your head. “erm… no. i think that’s about it!”

i hope i did your prompt justice :)

[noonical]

𓍯 ִֶָ VANILLA BABY ...

↪ jungwon may not fully understand it, but jay is ready to gift him the world wrapped up in a bow.

↻ ◁ || ▷ ↺ now playing: that's my name - akcent

pairing: park jongseong x yang jungwon cw: kissing, jealousy, whipped jay and enamoured jungwon, a (possibly) cheesy usage of nicknames like "kitty" I'm sorry 😭 but overall nothing really just two silly guys in love

"Baby, have we been to Dubai?"

Jungwon looks up from where he was sitting on their shared bed, in the process of folding their freshly washed and dried clothes. He wears a confused expression as he raises a brow at his boyfriend.

"You have, not me though", he says. Something in him tells Jay is not asking that for nothing and he has a inkling where the conversation is going.

Jay smiles and walks up to sit in front of him on one knee and somehow, that move gets Jungwon blushing in the cheeks. "Well, now we're going there together", he announces with sparkling eyes that hold all the love and affection he has for the younger. Jungwon splutters.

"What?! But what about your work? And what about mine?" Jay fondly chuckles at his comically widened eyes and takes Jungwon's hands in his to softly rub them, making the latter drop the clothes he has been folding. "I didn't forget about your work, love. That's why I planned my meetings to be held in Dubai after two weeks, which is when you said you'll have your ten day vacation, isn't that right?" Jungwon simply nodded, still a bit stunned at the revelation.

They've been a couple for a year and have been to two countries already, but it seems like he's still not fully used to spontaneous trips abroad. Falling in love with a man whose social status differed from his by a large scale was not something that Jungwon thought will happen at all. He was still happy, of course, and wouldn't trade his relationship with his dear Jay-hyung for anything, but he still had a hard time accepting being spoiled.

Jay must have noticed his long pause, and furrowed his eyebrows. "Jungwon-ah, if you don't want it, please just tell me so, it's okay. I'll postpone my meetings and we'll be here for your vacation, you just have to say what you want. Your wishes come before anything else", the older stood up to sit next to Jungwon and gently put his arms around the latter's waist.

Jungwon looked at his boyfriend, heart practically aching from how he was being treated - like he meant the whole world and life to this lovely man. He sniffed and wrapped his arms around the older's neck, blinking his eyes repeatedly to not bawl like a child. "Hyung, you're unbelievable...", he murmured. "Of course I'll go with you, I'm sorry if you thought I won't. It's still kind of new for me... but just know that I'll go anywhere as long as it's with you", he turned his head up to kiss Jay on the corner of his mouth, hands softly brushing along the sharp jawline as he admired the most handsome face he has ever seen. Jay grinned, face so full of glee and pure love that Jungwon couldn't resist kissing him again, this time putting his lips on his boyfriend's.

Jungwon couldn't stop his stunned gasps and "whoa's" as they were on their way to their hotel. Jay decided to book their stay in "Address Sky View", which, of course, intimidated Jungwon with its rate and overall price (even though Jay never let Jungwon pay despite the latter's resistance) at first, but quickly figured it won't be too bad. After all, he loved being pampered by his boyfriend, despite his partial guilt.

"How's Dubai?" Jay whispered lowly, lips brushing Jungwon's reddening ear. The younger was glad the partition was up in the car, otherwise the poor driver would've witnessed their shameless antics. He softly pushed the older on the chest at the bold flirting. "I've always looked at it through the screen but now... I can't believe I'm here, and it's all thanks to you", he smiled gently and pecked his boyfriend on the cheek before putting his head on the sturdy shoulder.

"I can't help but to want the best for you, Wonie, and I want you to know that I do things because I love you, not by obligation or anything else", Jay said and leaned down to kiss the younger on his temple, arm wrapped protectively around the shorter frame. "I know, hyung. I love you too... I don't know how I got so lucky with you", murmured Jungwon, his voice a silky sound surrounded by the gentle whirring of the car.

They safely arrived half an hour later, both drowsy from a late night flight. The couple decided to eat and then sleep since they didn't feel like doing anything aside from resting at the moment. As Jungwon put his head on the fluffy and rumpled pillow, and Jay made sure to properly tuck the younger in bed, he couldn't help but feel like this will last forever. With that thought, he drifted to sleep, dreaming of only the sweetest dreams.

Their first proper day in Dubai started with Jungwon waking up early and just lying down and admiring his man's divine face (which is an absolutely normal thing between them), then, after Jay had risen from sleep, they headed to get breakfast.

"How's the food, kitty?" Jay asked as he carefully wiped a tiny crumb off the younger's face, which, in turn, caused Jungwon, who was still very shy about PDA, to turn pink in the cheeks. He coughed and smiled, his endearing dimples popping out. "I like it! Very delicious and different from what we have in Korea, but in a good way", he hummed as he put down his spoon to pick up his glass filled with orange juice. Jay nodded and put some heart-shaped waffles from his plate to Jungwon's, murmuring "eat more".

After the breakfast, they thought they'd enjoy swimming in an indoors pool since it was already piping hot outside, and so here they were. Jay was completely topless, clad only in swimming trunks, while Jungwon opted for a full body swimsuit, being a person whose preference lies in non revealing clothes. The younger decided to read a book he brought for a little before diving into the water while his boyfriend jumped into the pool as soon as they arrived there.

As Jungwon sat and squirmed in his lounge chair to find a comfortable position, he was suddenly approached by a tall man. He tore his eyes off his book to look up at the stranger in surprise, and that's when he noticed the man's Asian features.

"Hey, sorry if I'm bothering, but I've heard you and your friend talking in Korean and guessed you two are my fellow countrymen", the man said with a friendly smile, and Jungwon's eyes widened. "Oh?! That's right, we're Korean! Wow, that's so cool, I wouldn't have guessed I would see a fellow Korean here.. Uh, what's your name..?" Jungwon said, filled with enthusiasm at the prospect of meeting people from the same place as him and Jay-hyung.

"My name's Hwang Yeonseok, what about you?"

"Yang Jungwon! Nice to meet you", He smiled, eyes bright and shiny as he shook hands with Yeonseok, the man returning the excitement. Jungwon didn't notice how he started chatting with a newfound acquaintance, completely forgetting about his book, the pool and... his boyfriend.

Speaking of the said "boyfriend", Jay didn't notice them immediately, head and body under the surface for a little while until he came out eventually, eyes squeezed and hands rubbing his own face until his vision became clear again. And that's when he took saw them: his boyfriend with another man, both of them talking to each other so animatedly. Now, Jay is not a jealous and possessive man by nature - his Jungwonnie has many guy friends that he's totally not concerned about because, well, that's just weird to feel territorial over your partner when they do nothing for you to be worried about.

This time, however, something was different. Jay was not an oblivious fool and that's why he immediately took notice of the way the stranger was looking at his Jungwon, approaching the younger with a clear (at least to Jay) intent. And that's also why he swam closer to them, when he heard the man say: "By the way, you have a great body, Jungwon. It's not too buff but not too frail either", with an unknown glint in his eyes, and Jay decided to end whatever that was going on. He cleared his throat and Jungwon's head snapped in his direction, heart eyes immediately taking over his embarrassed and shy ones from the man's compliment.

"Jay hyung! Look, this is Hwang Yeonseok, he's also Korean and came here to rest just like us! And Yeonseok-ssi, this is Jay hyung, he's-"

"I'm his boyfriend", smiled Jay, trying his best to look friendly and not bare his teeth in a grimace as he emerged from the water and walked up right next to Jungwon. The latter must have noticed the tension as he took Jay's hand into his and nodded. "Yes, he's my boyfriend", he said in a breathless tone as Yeonseok opened his mouth in surprise. "O-oh, nice to meet you, Jay-ssi. Well, it looks like I have somewhere to be. It was really nice talking to you, Jungwon, see you later. You too, Jay-ssi", the man had smiled and quickly went away, leaving the two alone. Jungwon couldn't hold his giddy expression as he giggled and hugged the older.

"What's gotten into you, hyung? Ah, were you jealous? Was Jjongssaeng jealous of a complete stranger?" He playfully cooed as Jay rolled his eyes. "Yah! He literally complimented your body, isn't that just weird? You also left me in the water by myself, just to talk with another man!" Jay hissed, very obviously playing along since a smile adorned his face. Jungwon threw his head back and nuzzled into his boyfriend's neck afterwards, squeezing his eyes shut in a complete bliss.

"I was just excited to meet a new friend. You're the only man I'll ever find attractive, so don't worry okay? I love you too much to even think about how others look, hyung", he smiled and tiptoed to kiss his hyung's chiseled jawline. Jay grinned, satisfied with his answer and leaned down to kiss the younger's nose, eyes full of adoration.

"Love you too, Jungwonie, so so much."

AN: OKAYYY here goes my first ever published work 😭😭😭 jaywon makes me feel so weak, and English is not my first and not even my second language so forgive me if there are grammatical mistakes 😅 hope someone enjoys it, much love 🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻 OI ALSO: the title is not really related to the chapter at all, it was stuck in my head so yeah 😅

[deepfocusreviews]

Art stages the scene in Louis’s “coffin,” as he refers to the Dubai penthouse, but when it comes to his life the references are literary, and none too subtle. A Doll’s House is attended as he’s trapped in an oppressive, offscreen marriage, inviting his audience to draw their own parallels. Flaubert and Chéri draw our attention to a sudden shift in tone, and a never-heard nickname, at the turning point of the season. The less said about On Marriage the better. These references serve as clues and markers, shaping his story, guiding his audience, which makes his first one, the opera Iolanta, so interesting. It feels most organic, almost a slip, considering its content. It’s about “a princess who didn’t know she was a princess,” and moved Louis to tears. Iolanta, who is blind, lives a pampered life in a tower. Her father hopes she’ll never have to realize she’s disabled, but eventually she does learn about sight from a stranger who wanders into her garden. They fall in love, and it’s to save his life that she submits to magic to gain vision. She recoils from the world once she does. Sights are disturbing and the people she thought she knew alien. Her new gift, born of trauma, isn’t a gift at all. The link to Louis is obvious, especially as we’ll watch him grapple with his new state of being throughout the rest of the season. He received his own “gift” that wasn’t a gift: he was unsuited to it, a failure, “botched,” will spend three mostly miserable decades in New Orleans, lose the only person that made those decades worth it and even now lives like Iolanta, trapped in another tower, symbolically in darkness: surrounded by torn diaries, distorted fragments of the past, feeding another fantasy to a person he pays to listen; severed from his favorite hobby, in poor mental health, in a potentially dangerous environment. . . . Iolanta’s story, however, doesn’t actually end in that tower. Though her early life was one of luxury, it was also extremely isolated and depressing. She was never truly happy (she believed her eyes were “only for crying”) and despite her father’s efforts was cognizant of missing something other people had. And though her sight was gained through terrible circumstances, and the world seemed overwhelming at first, by the final lines of the play she has come to understand and embrace her new life. She abandons “darkness” for “light” and love. For Iolanta, the trick was understanding her transformation couldn’t only be physical. Two worlds make up creation, according to her physician, “that of the flesh and that of the spirit.” Until she accepted the two went hand in hand, that “the notion of sight is not just of the flesh,” no real change was possible, and light would never penetrate her darkness. Be all the beautiful things that you are, Lestat asked as he and Louis knelt at the altar, and be them without apology.

In AMC’s Interview with the Vampire, the plot holes are the point. (We hope.)

[princess-material]

How to Universally be a High Status Symbol Woman?

POV: you’re curious on how to be a High Status Woman ✨. Here’s everything you need to know from Mindset, cars, SHOPPING, MEN, hobbies and so much MORE!

Social media Tip:

In Dubai everything is easy, you can Rent bags, cars and jewellery, don’t believe everything you see x

What WATCHES ✨ to INVEST in:

Rolexes - a Datejust, Daytona, and Submariner are popular choices for women!

Cartier - The Cartier Tank, Panthere, and Santos collections offer elegant timepieces!

Patek Philippe - Calatrava, Nautilus, and Aquanaut models are highly sought after!

Audemars Piguet - Royal Oak and Roval Oak Offshore models, are iconic timepieces!

What HOBBIES ✨ to ENGAGE in:

Travelling - Jet setting to exotic places, luxury resorts and enjoying cool experiences!

Fine dining - indulging in exquisite cuisines and enjoying elegant experiences!

Yachting - cruising on yachts, enjoying the sunset, engaging in water sports!

Spa days - wellness retreats and pampering sessions and FITNESS routines.

Jewellery Collecting - discovery exquisite gems, fine jewellery pieces and luxury watches!

Golf - very relaxing yet sporty. Great way to social network.

Private members club - elite country clubs, members only lounges and private societies!

Personal Development - enhance skills and overall wellbeing.

What CARS ✨ to DRIVE:

Rolls-Royce Phantom - it’s a symbol of luxury and prestige!

Lamborghini Urus - it’s a powerful SUV with a sporty edge, it’s usually a top pick.

Bentley Continental GT -the performance and conforts of this car is popular among the elite!

Mercedes-Maybach S-Class - comfortable, edgy technology and exclusive!

What HIGH STATUS MEN ✨ to MARRY:

“New Money” Guys - Successful men who do ECOM, Copywriting, Digital Marketing Agency, and social media Influencing.

Entrepreneurs - men with established and successful companies. For example… tech entrepreneurs, serial entrepreneurs, lifestyle and corporate entrepreneurs!

Real Estate Developers - men who own construction firms and property investments.

Investment Bankers - men who have an expertise on wealth management!

What CLOTHING ✨ brands to INDULGE in:

Miss Rosier - Elegant and beautiful. I adore this.

Reformation - it’s full of girly, discreet branding, substantial-able and feminine pieces!

Zimmerman - ultra dreamy and sophisticated dresses!

Self portrait - girly, elegant and feminine high end fashion!

Zara - classy yet more affordable and accessible!

Sandro - pretty princess energy.

What QUALITIES ✨ do these WOMEN embody:

They're often confident, sophisticated, and well-mannered with a strong sense of entitlement - AKA they’re used to getting what they want.

But, beneath the glamour and glitz, they're also often intelligent, savvy businesswomen who know how to manage their wealth and investments.

They're not just trophy wives 🥂; they're smart, ambitious, and driven individuals who know how to get what they want.

They're fashionistas who stay on top of the latest trends and aren't afraid to show off their wealth.

PERFUMES ✨ to INVEST in:

Use La Sultane De Saba - self care products.

Yves Saint Laurent Black Opium - vanilla scent.

Maison Francis Kurkdjian Baccarat Rouge 540 - unique blend of saffron, vanilla & amberwood!

Christian Dior Hypnotic Poison - a rich vanilla note that feels alluring and enchanting.

HANDBAGS ✨ to INVEST in:

Hermes Birkin - exclusive investment!

Channel Classic Flap - timeless investment!

Tip: in Dubai you can rent Birkin bags.

[m0chisenpai]

Happy new year! I hope 2025 is a year of blessings for all.

How do you reckon journalist!reader New Year’s Eve went in Dubai? I think I would’ve had a hard time choosing who’s my new year’s kiss if I had two boyfriends.

Happy New Year!

I feel like journalists New Years went well and for her first one away from home they tried their best to help out with the home sickness. Armand has scheduled and booked a day of pampering while he and Louis rest. She gets the full service five star treatment I’m talking head to toe not a single bit of tension in her body. And by the time she returns it’s close to evening so the boys are waiting for her. Louis took it upon himself to book them all a reservation at a restaurant with an outdoor view for her to watch the firework show.

Now as for the kiss I feel like neither of them would hold a grudge for not being the first though Louis would be pouty if she gave Armand a first kiss. And Armand still has that boyish pettiness in him just a BIT so if she kissed Louis first he’s a pouty mess as well. Either way as long as they get a smooch they are content

[petgroomingblog]

Unlocking the Secrets of Dog Grooming in Hudaiba - Dubai

Greetings, fellow dog enthusiasts! Join us on an enchanting exploration of dog grooming services in Hudaiba - Dubai! For those of you who adore your furry companions in this lively city, ensuring they look splendid is paramount. In this escapade, we’ll delve into the intricacies of dog grooming in Hudaiba, spanning from convenient mobile services to luxurious salon experiences.

Mobile Dog Grooming: The Ultimate Convenience

Your busy schedule has you running around Dubai, but your precious pup needs a grooming session. Enter mobile dog grooming, your lifesaver in Hudaiba! These services bring the salon right to your doorstep, saving you time and hassle. No more frantic drives to distant locations or waiting in line at crowded pet spas. With mobile grooming, your furry companion gets the royal treatment without leaving the comfort of home.

Why Hudaiba is a Hotspot for Dog Grooming

Hudaiba isn’t just any neighbourhood—it's a hub for pet-friendly services, including top-notch dog grooming. The area's pet-loving community has paved the way for innovative grooming solutions, ensuring your furry friend gets pampered like royalty. Whether you're a resident or just visiting, Hudaiba's grooming scene offers convenience, quality, and a touch of luxury for your beloved dog.

The Art of Dog Grooming Services in Dubai

Let’s dive into what makes dog grooming services in Dubai, particularly in Hudaiba, stand out. These services go beyond a simple trim and bath; they're a holistic experience designed to keep your dog healthy, happy, and looking fabulous. From breed-specific grooming techniques to luxurious spa treatments, Dubai's grooming scene leaves no fur unturned in its quest for perfection.

Tailored Grooming for Every Pup

One of the perks of dog grooming in Hudaiba is the personalized approach. Groomers here understand that every dog is unique, with specific needs and preferences. Whether your pup needs a full makeover or just a touch-up, Hudaiba's grooming experts tailor their services to suit your dog's size, coat type, and temperament. It’s like a bespoke suit, but for dogs!

A Spa Day for Your Pooch

Imagine your dog lounging in a luxurious spa, enjoying massages, aromatherapy baths, and pedicure. Sounds like a dream? In Hudaiba, it’s a reality! Dog grooming services here often include spa-like treatments to pamper your furry friend from head to paw. It’s not just grooming; it’s a day of relaxation and rejuvenation for your canine companion.

The Convenience Factor: Mobile Grooming Takes the Lead

In bustling Dubai, convenience is key, and mobile dog grooming services are leading the pack. These services eliminate the need for travel, waiting rooms, and the stress of unfamiliar environments for your dog. With mobile grooming, a professional groomer arrives at your doorstep, equipped with all the tools and expertise to transform your pup into a fluffy superstar.

Wrapping Up: A Tail-Wagging Experience Awaits

As we conclude our journey into the world of dog grooming in Hudaiba, Dubai, one thing is clear: this vibrant neighborhood is a haven for pet parents seeking top-notch grooming services. Whether you opt for mobile grooming for convenience or indulge in a spa day at a salon, Hudaiba has something special for every pup.

[petsgrooming]

Premier Pet Grooming Services in Dubai: Tailored Care for Cats, Dogs, and More

Welcome to Cut On Car Pet Grooming, your premium destination for unrivaled Pet Grooming Services in Dubai. Our establishment stands as a beacon of excellence, offering top-tier grooming solutions crafted exclusively to cater to the unique needs of your beloved pets, including cats, dogs, rabbits, and birds.

Nestled in the heart of Dubai, Cut On Car Pet Grooming sets the standard for sophistication and comfort in pet care across the city. Our dedicated team of seasoned professionals extends their expertise to provide a comprehensive range of grooming services, ensuring an unparalleled level of care and attention for your furry companions.

Tailored exclusively for your pets, our Specialized Grooming Services are meticulously designed to enhance their appearance and ensure their utmost relaxation and well-being.

Majestic Mane Styling: Treat your cat to our highly sought-after "majestic mane" service, meticulously designed to bestow them with a regal appearance akin to a lion's elegance, while keeping their fur stylish and manageable.

Precision Paw Care: Experience precise and gentle nail trimming tailored for your cat, maintaining optimal claw length to safeguard your furniture while ensuring your cat's comfort.

Soothing Spa Treatments: Indulge your feline in a spa experience with our Relaxing Baths, utilizing specially curated Cat-Friendly Products to promote a healthy coat and ultimate comfort.

Luxurious Fur Care: Our expert groomers specialize in delicate brushing and detangling sessions for long-haired breeds, ensuring a silky, tangle-free coat and minimizing shedding.

Gentle Hygiene Services: Prioritizing hygiene, our gentle cleaning services for ears and eyes effectively remove dirt and debris, promoting your cat's comfort and overall well-being.

Comprehensive Health Checks: As part of our grooming sessions, we conduct brief wellness checks to proactively detect any potential health concerns, ensuring your pet's sustained well-being.

At Cut On Car Pet Grooming, we excel in handling pets of diverse breeds and temperaments. Our priority is to provide a stress-free grooming experience in a secure and relaxed environment.

Each pet is treated with utmost care and affection, reflecting the love and dedication we have for our own pets. Our mission is to leave your pet content and pampered, delivering an unparalleled grooming experience tailored to their individual needs.

Discover the pinnacle of Pet Grooming Services in Dubai at Cut On Car, where excellence meets care. Book an appointment today and let your beloved pet experience grooming luxury like never before!

[adorelovepamper]

Best Pet Grooming in Dubai

Adore Love Pamper offers the best pet grooming services in Dubai! We understand that your pets deserve the royal treatment, and that is exactly what we provide. Our skilled and compassionate groomers cater to all breeds and sizes, ensuring your furry companions look and feel their absolute best. From stylish haircuts to relaxing spa treatments, we pamper your pets with love and care. Our state of the art facilities are designed for their comfort and safety. Your pet's well being is our top priority. If you are looking the finest pet grooming in Dubai, Adore Love Pamper is the best place to be. Your pets will leave our spa feeling refreshed, modern, and ready to expose their elegance. Book your appointment today.

[corailsalonblog]

Hair and Beauty Salon Secrets Revealed: Insider Tips for Gorgeous Locks and Flawless Skin

Unlocking Dubai's Beauty Trends: What's Hot in Hair and Skincare

Welcome to the vibrant world of beauty salon in Dubai, where innovation meets tradition, and luxury intertwines with culture. In this bustling metropolis known for its skyscrapers and desert landscapes, beauty is not just a concept but a way of life. From the latest hair and skincare trends to innovative treatments and personalized rituals, Dubai's beauty scene offers a tapestry of experiences that cater to every individual's unique style and preferences.

Hair Artistry: Customized Color Blends

Dubai's Hair and beauty salon are renowned for their artistry in creating customized color blends that enhance natural beauty. Embrace the trend of "root smudging" for a seamless transition between hair colors, minimizing harsh lines and creating a softer, more natural look. Ask your stylist about incorporating subtle highlights or lowlights to add dimension and depth to your hair color, achieving a personalized and stunning result.

Hair Care Routines: Nourish and Shine

To achieve luscious locks, start with a nourishing hair care routine. Use sulfate-free shampoos to retain moisture and follow up with a hydrating conditioner. Opt for regular hair spa treatments to strengthen your strands and prevent breakage. Ask your stylist about custom hair masks for an extra boost of hydration tailored to your hair type.

Skincare Regimes: Glow from Within

Living in Dubai's desert climate requires special attention to hydration in skincare, especially when indulging in the best facial in Dubai. Due to the arid environment, your skin may need extra nourishment to stay healthy and vibrant.

One effective strategy is to opt for skincare products enriched with desert botanicals like prickly pear oil or camel milk. These ingredients are renowned for their moisturizing and nourishing properties, providing your skin with the hydration it craves in a dry climate. Incorporating such products into your skincare routine can complement the benefits of your facial treatment, leaving your skin feeling refreshed and revitalized.

DIY Maintenance: Pamper at Home

Between salon visits, pamper yourself with DIY treatments for hair and skin. Create a nourishing hair mask using coconut oil, honey, and avocado to restore shine and softness. For glowing skin, try a homemade exfoliating scrub with sugar and olive oil to slough off dead cells and reveal a fresh complexion.

The Art of Hair Colouring: Trends and Tips

When it comes to hair color, Dubai's salons offer a spectrum of options to express your style. From balayage to bold hues, consult with a color specialist to find the perfect shade for your skin tone. Opt for ammonia-free dyes for a gentle yet vibrant color that lasts longer without damaging your hair.

Skincare Innovations: Science Meets Beauty

Dubai's best facial treatments combine science and luxury to transform your skin. Explore treatments like microdermabrasion, which uses tiny crystals to exfoliate and rejuvenate the skin's surface. For acne-prone skin, consider LED light therapy to reduce inflammation and promote healing. Hydration-focused facials with hyaluronic acid are perfect for plumping and hydrating dry or aging skin.

While focusing on hair beauty, don't forget the importance of scalp health. Dubai's salons offer innovative scalp treatments that promote healthy hair growth and scalp balance. Treat yourself to a scalp detox treatment to remove build-up and revitalize your scalp, followed by a soothing scalp massage using essential oils like tea tree or peppermint for a refreshing and invigorating experience.

Choosing the Right Facial: Tailored to Your Needs

Finding the best facial treatment in Dubai starts with understanding your skin concerns. For acne-prone skin, look for facials with salicylic acid or glycolic acid to unclog pores and prevent breakouts. Anti-aging facials often include ingredients like retinol and peptides to stimulate collagen production and reduce fine lines. Hydrating facials with hyaluronic acid and antioxidants are ideal for dry or dehydrated skin, restoring moisture and radiance.

With these insider tips and trends, you're equipped to embrace Dubai's beauty scene with confidence. From nourishing hair care routines to science-backed facial treatments, prioritize self-care and indulge in the transformative power of beauty rituals. Whether at the salon or at home, let your beauty shine inside and out.

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Wellness Wonders: Swedish, Aromatherapy, and Lomi Lomi Massages in Dubai's Spa Haven

Whether you're a resident looking for a regular escape or a visitor seeking a pampering experience, understanding the differences between Swedish massage, aromatherapy massage, and Lomi Lomi massages can help you choose the perfect treatment for your needs.

Swedish Massage: A Timeless Journey to Relaxation

Let's start our exploration with Swedish massage, often regarded as the classic choice for relaxation seekers worldwide. In Dubai, Swedish massage takes on a luxurious touch, combining long, flowing strokes with gentle kneading and rhythmic tapping motions. The goal? To ease muscle tension, improve circulation, and promote an overall sense of well-being.

As you step into a spa in Dubai offering Swedish massage, you'll be greeted with a tranquil ambiance and expert therapists ready to whisk you away on a journey of relaxation. The techniques used in Swedish massage are designed to target specific muscle groups while ensuring a deeply soothing experience. It's ideal for those seeking a gentle yet effective massage that melts away stress and leaves you feeling rejuvenated.

Aromatherapy Massage: Scented Bliss in the Heart of Dubai

Now, let's turn our attention to aromatherapy massage, a sensory journey that adds an extra layer of luxury to your spa experience in Dubai. Imagine being enveloped in fragrant clouds of essential oils like lavender, rosemary, or citrus blends as skilled hands work their magic on your body. Aromatherapy massage combines the therapeutic benefits of touch with the healing properties of aromatic oils, creating a harmonious union of scent and sensation.

Whether you're seeking a moment of calm amidst Dubai's bustling energy or looking to enhance your spa experience with a touch of luxury, aromatherapy massage caters to your senses and your well-being. It's a delightful way to indulge in scented bliss while reaping the therapeutic rewards that essential oils have to offer.

Lomi Lomi Massage: Embracing Aloha Spirit in Dubai

For those craving a holistic experience that goes beyond physical relaxation, Lomi Lomi massage brings the spirit of aloha to Dubai's spa scene. Originating from Hawaii, Lomi Lomi is more than just a massage—it's a dance of harmony between the practitioner, the recipient, and the natural rhythms of life.

In Dubai, where diversity and cultural richness are celebrated, Lomi Lomi massage resonates with those seeking a deeper connection to themselves and the world around them. It's a transformative journey that integrates body, mind, and spirit, leaving you feeling aligned, rejuvenated, and filled with the aloha spirit of love and harmony.

Choosing Your Perfect Spa Experience in Dubai

Now that we've explored the nuances of Swedish, aromatherapy, and Lomi Lomi massages in Dubai, how do you choose the perfect spa experience for yourself? Here are some factors to consider:

Your Goals: Are you looking for relaxation, stress relief, pain management, or a holistic healing experience?

Your Preferences: Do you prefer gentle strokes, scented aromas, or rhythmic movements? Consider what resonates with you.

Your Needs: Are there specific areas of tension or discomfort that you'd like the massage to address?

By understanding your goals, preferences, and needs, you can communicate effectively with your massage therapist and tailor the experience to suit you perfectly. Whether you opt for the timeless elegance of Swedish massage, the scented bliss of aromatherapy, or the holistic harmony of Lomi Lomi, Dubai's spas offer a diverse range of experiences to cater to every wellness enthusiast.

Your Journey to Wellness Awaits in Dubai

So, take a moment to breathe deeply, listen to your body's needs, and treat yourself to a spa experience that uplifts your senses, nourishes your soul, and leaves you feeling refreshed and revitalized. Your journey to wellness begins in Dubai, where every massage is a celebration of relaxation, harmony, and the beauty of self-care.

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The ultimate guide to the best Moroccan bath in Dubai

A Moroccan bath is an ideal choice if you're looking for a complete physical and mental detox. Also known as Hammam in Arabic languages, the Moroccan bath is an ancient tradition. The word ‘Hammam’ means ‘bathroom’ and is often confused with a Turkish bath.

Let’s dive deep into the types and rituals of the Moroccan bath in our ultimate guide to the best Moroccan bath in Dubai.

Types of Moroccan bath

1.       Traditional Moroccan bath: There are several steps and stages in a traditional Moroccan bath.

2.       Bridal Moroccan bath: Traditionally held before the wedding day, this type is ideal for pampering the skin.

3.       Argan oil bath: This Moroccan bath uses argan oil to moisturize, lighten and protect the skin from ultraviolet rays.

4.       Indigo bath: Indigo bath uses a natural ingredient called indigo powder, which is famous for its lightening properties.

5.       Postpartum bath: A bath specifically aimed at women going through postpartum stress allows for the exfoliation of the skin to give smoother results.

What can you expect from the best Moroccan bath in Dubai?

 While being topless in a room full of strangers sounds scary, trust us, this experience will be one of a kind. Don't worry no one will judge your body. Upon arrival to the hammam, you will be given a locker and asked to undress. Women have the option to wear bikini tops or go completely naked. On the other hand, men are required to wear boxers or swimming shorts.

After the dressing is taken care of, you will be shown into a steam room. Steam helps open up pores and help you relax. The best Moroccan bath in Dubai helps you relieve your physical and mental stress through this step.

Sometime later, your attendant will return with black soap. Black soap is a traditional Moroccan product famous for smoothing the skin. After the soap is on, the attendant will gently rub it on your body for a few minutes more.

The soap will then be rinsed with more hot water. The next step is to exfoliate. A Kessa glove or an exfoliator will be used to scrub your skin off of all dead cells. Note that the attendant will be pretty rough with you on this step.

The final step will be a cold shower. The cold shower benefits the skin, leaving it soft, smooth, and polished.

The best Moroccan bath in Dubai is the best self-care routine you can swear by.

Conclusion

Tiaska Beauty Salon is the ideal place to get the best Moroccan bath in Dubai. With its numerous benefits, such as skin rejuvenation, stress relief, acne cure, and more, a hammam is the perfect spa treatment for you. Book yours today!