#Romantic Gifts for Him

[noisycowboyglitter]

The Rise of Cutecumber: How to Incorporate This Trend into Your Life

Cutecumber: A Delightfully Whimsical Fusion of Cuteness and Cucumber

In a world that often takes itself too seriously, the concept of "Cutecumber" emerges as a delightful and unexpected delight – a playful fusion of the inherent cuteness of an adorable figure and the humble cucumber, resulting in a creation that is equal parts charming and amusing.

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Imagine a diminutive, anthropomorphized cucumber, complete with endearing features and an irresistible personality. This Cutecumber, with its wide-eyed expression and cheerful demeanor, becomes a symbol of the power of embracing the unexpected and finding joy in the most unlikely of places.

Far more than a simple novelty, the Cutecumber transcends the boundaries of traditional décor and gift-giving, becoming a vessel for the expression of heartfelt sentiments and the celebration of the lighter side of life. Whether gracing the shelves of a cherished home or serving as a thoughtful surprise for a loved one, the Cutecumber invites recipients to indulge in the pure, unadulterated delight of its existence, reminding us that sometimes, the most profound connections can be forged through the simple pleasures of shared laughter and genuine whimsy.

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In a world that can often feel overwhelming, the Cutecumber stands as a beacon of hope, a reminder to pause, to smile, and to embrace the inherent beauty that can be found in the most unexpected of places. It's a celebration of the power of playfulness, a testament to the enduring appeal of the quirky and the endearing.

"Happy Valentine's, My Love": A Timeless Expression of Adoration and Affection

In the realm of Valentine's Day, the sentiment "Happy Valentine's, My Love" stands as a cherished and timeless declaration of adoration. These five simple words, when spoken from the heart, become a poignant expression of the profound bond shared between two souls.

This heartfelt phrase conveys the depth of one's love, a testament to the unique and irreplaceable connection that transcends the boundaries of time and space. It's a moment to pause, to reflect on the journey shared, and to revel in the warmth and intimacy of the relationship.

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Whether whispered tenderly or written in a carefully crafted card, "Happy Valentine's, My Love" becomes a rallying cry for the celebration of the enduring power of affection, a reminder that true love lies not in material gifts, but in the emotions we choose to convey.

Valentine's Day: A Celebration of Love, Connection, and the Power of Affection

Each year, the arrival of Valentine's Day ushers in a season of romance, where the world seems to embrace the timeless spirit of love and connection. This annual celebration serves as a poignant reminder of the enduring importance of cherishing our relationships, whether with a significant other, family, or close friends.

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At the heart of Valentine's Day lies the universal desire to express our deepest feelings, to commemorate the bonds that enrich our lives, and to revel in the warmth and intimacy that love so graciously bestows. It's a day to celebrate the power of affection, to create lasting memories, and to strengthen the ties that bind us together.

[wasabi-gumdrop]

Kabru has a secret admirer in the castle!

[im-totally-not-an-alien-2]

Halloween prompts year 2 day 27

Danny watched on as Nightwing- his literal soulmate- did an amazing backflip off of a roof, spinning several times in the air before landing gracefully on the top of another building. Nightwing was so graceful and in control of himself and his movements. Danny found himself wondering how Nightwing would move as a ghost.

Heck, how would he look as a ghost? Would he have white hair like Phantom or blue hair like Ember? Maybe green hair like Kitty and Youngblood, but Ghostwriters hair was still black as a ghost so maybe he'd be like that?

Shaking his head he moved to get up from where he had been leaning up against an old chimney, Nightwing having long since left. How should he go about this anyway? He can't just go up to a famous vigilante and be like, "Hi I'm your soulmate. Wanna go out with a complete stranger who has no way of proving anything that they're saying?"

And there was the real issue. If Nightwing asked how he had seen his soulmark Danny could just tell the truth: he had seen it in that nasty fight last week where hoards of ninjas had attacked them and tore up Nightwings suit enough to see it from his vantage point.

But if he asked about Dannys soul mark...well that was harder to explain.

His own soulmark used to be on his torso before he died but after he stepped out of the portal it was gone. As in there wasn't a trace of it anywhere. It was one of the reasons he never went anywhere without a shirt anymore because he knew someone would eventually notice its absence.

He could probably explain it as Phantom to make it more believable but he would have to get Nightwing to know Phantom more for him to trust him.

Which lead back to "how do I introduce myself to him without earning an electrified stick to the face?"

After a phone call with Jazz, where she basically gave him the long winded version of "Just be yourself! You were made for eachother after all." He decided that yeah! He can use his ghostly instincts to guide him! Whats the worst that could happen?

Cue Nightwing and the other bats in the batcave a week later, crowded around a table covered in pictures of captured villians and thugs. All of them were the same. All of them showed a subject laying on thier bellys hog tied, and in a cage with the words "horny jail" etched into it.

The only real connection that all of these lowlifes had was them making crude threats, creepy unsolicited advances, catcalling or otherwise being a creep towards Nightwing.

Conclusion: Nighting either has a fanboy following him around getting in over his head or he has a violent stalker staking a claim

Robin disagreed with his siblings. Clearly whoever is doing this is defending Graysons honor and Damian approves.

Danny thinks he's doing a good job in the "showing soulmate that you are capable of protecting him from weirdos" maybe he should get Nightwing an Anti-Creep Stick of his own...

[coochiequeens]

Another man feeling insecure about his wife's success and instead of having an adult conversation if he didn't want to move for her career have an adult conversation instead of destroying a gift from her dead mother.

Someone else gave a point by point of his AHness

She gave more insight into the situation

[ratatatastic]

Vanha Kauppahalli date: en full, a 2 minute 50 second masterpiece...

Primetime Panthers | 11.6.24 (x)

[sophsun1]

Queer as Folk – 3.06: One Ring to Rule Them All

[ronpatrash]

here's a saimota piece I did for @maizonoapologist for the kaito gift exchange!!! <333

there's a part two to this gift as well cause I thought about a saihoshimota au where shuichi and ryoma are fishermen and kaito's a mermaid, and doodled a bit about it heheh

[quinn-pop]

mtdd week day 3 - gifts

the sentimental type

[madrabbit014]

So we all know how Lucanis is uncomfortable with not knowing how time is passing in the Lighthouse and is afraid of not knowing how long Spite is in control. So my hc for my Rook is that after finding out about Lucanis struggling with keeping track of time Nels goes out and buys him a really nice tabletop pendulum clock for the pantry that chimes on the hour.

Something really fancy like this:

[dreamyblanket]

Imagine how your f/o wraps gifts, be it for the holidays or just your birthday.

Are they really good? Is it a clean wrap first try or do they need to scrap the whole thing couple time to get it correct?

Are they really bad? Do they try their hardest but you can still see bits poking out?

Do they use ribbon? Stick on bows?

Plain or patterned paper?

Or maybe they'll use bags!

Do they tape it shut or fill it with paper then?

There are so many things to choose...!

[kagedbird]

Taliesin: Hm… Allora?

Allora: *calling out from the other room* Yes?

Taliesin: I could have sworn I had a bundle of apples stashed away in your kitchen for safe keeping, but I don’t see it anywhere. Have you gone and stolen them all?

Allora: Oh! *rustling noises before the sound of hurried footsteps come closer; Allora’s head popping into the open doorway to the kitchen* They’re all chopped and peeled for you, I put them away in separate containers so you can munch on them whenever you wanted. Sorry! I forgot to tell you.

Taliesin: *watches her rummage around near where his feet were at a new storage cubby he’d glanced over, blinking in confusion* I? You… peeled them for me?

Allora: Well, I mean, I remembered some fun cutting techniques for apples from home and figured you might not mind so much so long as you still got to eat them. Here! *pulls out a hand made container, opening it to reveal fresh apples on top of a little paper charm attached to the base of the container, with all the apples shaped like bunnies*

Taliesin: *stares at them before slowly taking the container in hand, mouth popping open ever so slightly as his eyes grew wide* …

Allora: *smiles up at him but it quickly drops as he continues to just stare seemingly incredulously at the apples, wringing her hands together in front of her chest* Um… uh, but I absolutely should have asked for— for permission first, I’m… I’m sorry. I’ll get you more apples—

Taliesin: *tilts the container slightly towards her, gesturing to the paper charm on the base* What is this? It looks like there’s a ward on it of some kind.

Allora: *closes her mouth shut from being interrupted before slowly beginning to speak once more* …That’s… it’s a ward, yes. I, um… I still don’t really understand how people just keep food fresh as it sits out on its own for days, so, I just… w–well, back home we have things like mini coolers and fridges, freezers— th–things that keep food cold and fresh, so I… experimented. *scratches the back of her scalp, eyes flickering between him and the container*

Taliesin: *glances down to where the other containers were, all hand made, all likely having the same paper charms, knowing that it likely took at least a good day for the apples alone, shaking his head* …I don’t understand.

Allora: Sorry?

Taliesin: Why do this? Any of this?

Allora: *squeezes her hands together before shrugging* I dunno? You said you liked apples a lot. I do too. And I know that… we don’t really get a chance to just be people, with what I’m forced to do here in this world. And neither of us have had a great upbringing… I figured you might not have had the opportunity to get a present like this, so… I wanted to.

Taliesin: And the bunnies?

Allora: You like those too, right? I–I maybe… shouldn’t have made it into that— it’s not to mock you for being vegetarian! Shit, I didn’t even think about that until now…. Sorry…

Taliesin: *takes a bunny apple and looks at it, trying to will himself to get past its cuteness to eat it; tearing up instead at the levels of thoughtfulness from someone who hated his guts when they first met* …

Allora: *sees his tears and feels alarm bells going off in her head* O–oh! Taliesin! Please, you don’t— you don’t have to—!

Taliesin: [voice wracked with tears just barely kept at bay] If you attempt to take these from me, I will be forced to bite you in a way that is not my usual standards of foreplay.

Allora: *blinks, snorting, feeling too many conflicting emotions at once with this interaction* Uh… okay?...

Taliesin: *takes a deep breath and eats the bunny apple, relishing the sweet juices that flooded in his mouth and over his tongue, sending him straight back to his youth when he ate too many apples and got a stomach ache for it* …

Allora: *holding onto her wrist as she waits, unsure if she can just dismiss herself at this point or if he needs some weird emotional support* …

Taliesin: *closes the container with a thick swallow of the apple, clearing his throat, and nodding* …Acceptable.

Allora: You’re crying.

Taliesin: [choked up] That’s besides the point. *clears his throat again, not looking at her* Thank you… for your gift— gifts. I… *clutches onto the container tightly, unsure how to make a joke out of this to levy the air, too emotionally overwhelmed*

Allora: *smiles softly, knowing that chest straining sensation trying to hold everything back felt like and gently touched his arm* Hey. Wanna learn how to cut the apples into bunnies? It’s pretty relaxing.

Taliesin: *sees the out for what it is and shakes his head, “casually” sniffling* Oh, absolutely not. I wouldn’t dare to think to take this skill away from you so I would be made to do this for myself instead. But… I wouldn’t mind watching you do it, in the future.

Allora: *huffs at his attempt at covering up, stepping back as she just let him have it with an eye roll* Sure bud, it’s a date. We’ll go have a picnic and do it. *turns and waves her hand over her shoulder in departure, leaving him be*

Taliesin: *watches her go, blinking, before looking back down at the container— surprised to see small burnished etchings around the edges of the top reading: “Property of Taliesin, only allowed to be opened by Allora for refills. No touch!”* …Hah. That girl…

[hawnks]

Enough dancing around it.

I need a loverboy. One who is insane though. Plans out in excruciating detail all the firsts (firsts dates first kisses first oral fem receiving), loves to gift roses and champagne, says I love you every ten minutes and always means it sincerely and with his whole heart. Takes everything incredibly seriously, cherishes every moment with his lover, would literally kill someone for hurting his little puppy and probably already has.

[borgialucrezia]

"From his triumphant return, to his battlefield tactics, Juan Borgia was quite the standout once again. It felt so good to have him back, especially when his return meant a pet panther and cigars for the pope. I’m not sure which was more fun, watching the then-unheard of cat bite the finger of Lucrezia, or watching Juan explain to Rodrigo and everyone else what the then-unheard of cigars were and did." — HIGHLIGHT HOLLYWOOD (The Borgias, Siege of Forli review)

[covertleathers]

What if Lucanis offering "does he like coffee or knives" to Emmrich (re: Strife) was kind of a throw away suggestion? What if it was Lucanis' was of trying to say: "Emmrich why the fuck are you asking me for romantic advice? That's an Illario thing."

[constantvariations]

I have been trying ever since I first watched rwby to picture canon Tauradonna. The dates they'd go on, the hobbies they'd share, what intimacies they'd indulge

And I can't

There's just no romantic chemistry between them no matter how many "my darlings" the writers throw in last minute. While each character have qualities that make them attractive, there's nothing that truly shows why or how they're attracted to each other

Hell, the only answer the comics can give for why Blake was into Adam was the "I can fix him" mentality, which. Gross, but that's still more than anything we get for why Adam likes Blake. Maybe they both like sushi? She just fights real good? Who knows, man

As individuals, I can gleam an idea of the kind of lovers they'd be, but together? Does not compute

[rubenesque-as-fuck]

Fellas what does it mean when your last big infatuation, who you haven't talked to in over six months, sends you an honest to god mixtape and a cassette player to play it in as holiday gift??