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Unconventional Valentine Decorations to Make a Statement

Introduction

Forget the tired tropes of red hearts and fluffy teddy bears. This Valentine's Day, let your love story unfold in a setting that reflects your individuality and ignites conversation. Step beyond the saccharine and dive into the realm of unconventional decorations, because true romance thrives on surprise and personal expression.

Whether you're a crafty artist, a budget-conscious decorator, or simply seeking an aesthetic that breaks the mold, this guide is your ticket to creating a Valentine's Day experience unlike any other. So, dust off your creativity, roll up your sleeves, and prepare to make a statement with decorations that are as unique as your love itself.

Ready to ditch the clichés and embrace the unexpected? Here's how to transform your space into a love nest that reflects your true colors:

Beyond the Clichés

Let's break free from the predictable pink and red palette and explore themes that spark conversation and ignite imaginations. Imagine stepping into a world where Valentine's Day unfolds with...

Industrial Romance: Think exposed brick walls, metal accents, and Edison bulb string lights creating a warm, urban ambiance. Add vintage apothecary jars filled with red roses or hand-painted canvases with abstract hearts for a touch of softness.

Vintage Chic: Picture mismatched china teacups overflowing with wildflowers, framed vintage love letters adorning the walls, and a gramophone playing classic love songs. Upcycle old suitcases into side tables and decorate with antique maps or travel posters for a worldly touch.

Inspired by Love: Dive into your favorite movie, book, or artist's world and reinterpret it with a Valentine's Day twist. A "Pride and Prejudice" themed tea party, a "Star Wars" inspired galaxy projection, or a Van Gogh-inspired sunflower arrangement – the possibilities are endless!

Nature's Unexpected Twists: Forget the predictable flower bouquets! Embrace the raw beauty of pinecones arranged in rustic vases, create a miniature succulent garden in a vintage terrarium, or hang air plants suspended from macramé hangers for a touch of bohemian flair. Dried branches adorned with tiny fairy lights can add a whimsical and natural touch.

Statement Lighting: Ditch the flickering candles and embrace unconventional illumination. String lights can be woven into geometric shapes, glowing orbs can create a mystical ambiance, or even project constellations on the ceiling for a starry escape. Imagine the soft glow setting the mood for intimate conversations and stolen kisses.

Remember, this is just the beginning! Stay tuned as we delve deeper into adding the extra touches that make your unconventional Valentine's Day truly unforgettable.

Adding the Extras

Your unconventional Valentine decorations are set, but the story isn't over yet! Let's infuse your space with sensory delights and interactive elements that engage all the senses and create a truly immersive experience for your loved one.

Sensory Delights:

Aromatic Ambiance: Ditch the overpowering floral scents and explore more subtle options. Create a calming atmosphere with essential oils like cedarwood, cinnamon, or grapefruit diffused in candle warmers or ultrasonic diffusers. Imagine the delicate fragrance setting the mood for relaxation and connection.

Music to Their Ears: Instead of predictable love songs, curate a playlist inspired by your chosen theme. Think jazz classics for a vintage chic soirée, instrumental scores for a movie-inspired evening, or nature sounds for a tranquil escape. Imagine the music weaving its magic, creating a unique soundtrack to your love story.

Sweet (and Savory) Surprises: Ditch the heart-shaped cookies and indulge in unexpected flavor combinations. Bake lavender-infused macarons for a touch of elegance, create mini savory tarts with surprising fillings, or set up a DIY dessert bar with unique toppings like edible flowers and homemade jams. Imagine the joy of discovering culinary delights that tantalize taste buds and spark conversation.

Interactive Touches:

Capture the Moment: Set up a quirky photo booth with fun props like oversized sunglasses, mismatched hats, balloons and love-themed signs. Guests can capture memories and unleash their inner goofiness. Imagine the laughter and playful moments you'll cherish long after the decorations are gone.

Love Letters & Wishes: Create a "love letter station" with vintage typewriters or decorative pens and paper. Leave guests with prompts like "What I love most about you" or "Our dream Valentine's Day adventure" and watch the heartfelt messages flow. Imagine the joy of reading these cherished keepsakes in the years to come.

Wall of Whispers: Dedicate a section of your wall as a "message board" using chalkboard paint or sticky notes. Leave pens and encourage guests to write sweet messages, funny anecdotes, or even future aspirations for your love story. Imagine the wall becoming a visual tapestry of love and shared experiences.

Conclusion

This Valentine's Day, you've embraced the unexpected, crafted a space that speaks volumes about your unique love story, and added interactive touches that will spark laughter and memories. But your journey doesn't end there. Let's weave sustainability into the fabric of your celebration, ensuring that the magic extends beyond your doorstep and into the world around you.

Celebrating with Conscience:

Upcycle & Repurpose: Instead of buying new decorations, look for treasures at thrift stores or flea markets. Repurpose old suitcases, mason jars, or even wine corks for creative and eco-friendly accents. Imagine giving pre-loved items a new lease on life and reducing waste.

Embrace Nature's Bounty: Opt for seasonal flowers, forage for pinecones and branches, or use air plants that require minimal care. Decorate with greenery from your garden or support local farmers' markets for fresh, beautiful options. Imagine minimizing your carbon footprint and supporting local businesses.

Sustainable Lighting: Ditch disposable candles and switch to LED alternatives or rechargeable fairy lights. Utilize natural light whenever possible and embrace the soft glow of lanterns powered by recycled materials. Imagine enjoying the ambiance while making a conscious choice for the environment.

Consumable Delights: Instead of individually wrapped treats, prepare homemade desserts or opt for bulk ingredients and reusable serving containers. Consider offering plant-based options or locally sourced snacks to minimize your environmental impact. Imagine indulging in delicious treats while making responsible choices.

As you step out of your unconventional and sustainable Valentine's Day haven, remember, the most valuable decorations are the memories you create, the laughter you share, and the love that shines brighter than any spotlight. Take the spirit of creativity, individuality, and environmental consciousness with you, and let your love story continue to unfold in a way that is uniquely yours and inspires others to celebrate love responsibly and meaningfully.

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JMC Florist Online Flower Shop in Bangladesh

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starry night | chris beck

word count; 9241

summary; chris beck delivers flowers to you five times.

notes; this was originally called ‘candy cane lane’, but I changed it up a little.

warnings; none!

When Chris had started working in a flower shop, it was to pay his way through college. He was getting a degree in medicine and it wasn't cheap, and he needed a simple and easy way to make cash that wouldn't take too much out of him. He wasn’t big on anything social, and so working in a bar or restaurant didn’t seem like the best fit, and unfortunately for him, all the library jobs had been snapped up at the beginning of the year. Supermarkets were a no go, he hated the people that came through and how rude some of them could be, and he sure as hell wasn’t going to get a job in a coffee shop.

Working those machines might as well be rocket science.

The little flower store on the end of his campus road had been hiring, and eventually, he’d become desperate. It wasn’t his usual gig, he wasn’t sure how he felt about it, to begin with, but it offered decent money, reasonably flexible hours, and the boss actually let him study on shift when it was quiet, and so it actually gave him more free time than he had before getting a job.

Then, he’d started to warm up to it. It was always cool in the summer and warmer in the winter, keeping it temperate for the plants, and it always smelt good. He made friends with a man named Mark who came in every so often to buy new plants to study, he was becoming a botanist, and they bonded over the serene quietness of flower shops for studying and bad jokes.

Little old ladies pinched his cheeks, the tips were good, and it helped him clear his thoughts to be able to do menial tasks like spray the flowers with water every other hour to keep them wet enough, and to sit behind the cash registers. It was a simple Christmas present from said botanist friend that really inspired his passion, though. More of a gag gift, he was sure that was its intention, but he’d started to take it seriously. Chapter after chapter on the meanings of flowers, how to send hidden messages through plants, and something about the way of communicating in ways other than words had spoken to him.

After that, he’d been able to offer a service of sending messages through flowers. He’d become a more popular salesperson, and he’s shifts had increased, and he loved doing it. He loved the physical way that a message could be conveyed, beautiful explosions of colour to mean ‘I love you’ or ‘Happy Anniversary’, and so he’d started to invest his time in that. Nobody had been all that surprised when the older man who ran the shop had left it to him when he passed, not even Chris himself, and so he’d finished up his degree and started working at the flower shop full time.

Mark had taken on a part-time job there, as well as his internship in a clinical research lab, and they’d hired an extra hand at the register. It made him happy.

Less so, when he had an influx of orders overnight, and instead had to focus on building bouquets to be shipped instead of the garden expansion he was making, but happy nonetheless.

He was twenty-seven custom orders in, Mark already out running the standard bouquets for delivery, and he was stacking them by the garage door, wrapped in ribs and pretty vase-boxes, all ready to go. Licking the tip of his finger to flick the paper over, he let out a sigh, two sets of flowers on one page, his rows raising. It wasn’t unusual for there to be multiple sets on one order form, but as his eyes scanned over the list of preferences, scents and colours, as well as the messages they were wishing to convey, one of his brows rose up.

One request for the pretty set of pink roses and lilies that he’d loving crafted himself, a collection of flowers that signified an apology, and he was always happy to offer advice to any guys who came into the store to buy that set. It was usually a guy fresh to a relationship, messed something up by refusing to unfollow another girl on Instagram, or just saying the wrong thing in front of his friends, introducing a girl as his friend, that one always made him giggle. The second was curious, though, and it made his lips quirk up in a slight smirk at the insinuation of it. Red roses and tulips, a darker and more seductive bunch; new beginnings and early love, and he was willing to place his last dollar on it being an affair.

It felt even more sure when he noticed that the delivery address was that of an office block, and not a home address, a man’s name instead of a woman’s. In the personal notes section, there were no names, and so that was an option ruled out for getting to the bottom of the situation, but he wrote out gift cards, one with swirling writing for a heartfelt apology and the other with a sickly-sweet pick-up line and what he assumed to be an inside joke.

Curled ribbons and plastic wrapping, and the two bouquet were standing side by side for delivery, the van chugging as it was pulled back into the driveway, reversed up, and his blond-haired friend rounding the vehicle, looking utterly worn out, and it was only halfway through the day.

“You’d think it was Valentine’s Day, or something. This is crazy, it’s November!”

He took off his cap, running a hand over his hair and scratching lightly at his scalp, before placing the embroidered garment with the company logo back onto his head. “I’ve got something that’ll cheer you up!”

“Oh, yeah? Is it the rest of the day off?”

“Uh, no.” He deadpanned, his friend laughing as he came to stand by him, and he motioned towards the collection. “However, it is a rather exciting combination. These two-” He tapped at the boxes holding them firm at the base. “-are going to the same place.”

“And that is exciting why, exactly?”

“Because one is supposed to symbolise asking for forgiveness and all that, and the other symbolises new love and beginnings and all that. They’re being delivered to an office block, not a home address.” It took Mark a minute to process it, and Chris watched the gears turn in his friend’s head, before his jaw was dropping, and he let out a disbelieving laugh.

“Oh, and you think it’s a.. y’know.” He only nodded, and he began to load up the other orders into the van, a printout sheet of new addresses and order numbers on the tags, the delivery sheets loaded onto a clipboard to be signed for at each location. The empty van was once again teeming with bright flowers and artfully arranged bundles. Securing them all down and making sure they wouldn't tip over or get crushed during the ride there, he was confident they were ready to go, almost all of them set up, before he was staring at the two he’d recently made once again, his curiosity getting the better of him. “You want me to try and find out while I’m there?”

He almost agreed, it would have been so easy, a simple way to put his questions to rest, but he was invested in it now, and so he already knew what was coming. “No, I’ll deliver these ones myself.

Mark only nodded, slamming and locking the back of the van doors, double-checking the hatches for fresh air were open to stop them from wilting in transit, and then he was back up into the main cabin. The loud sounds of disco music exploding from the van radio as he started it back up, reversing from the driveway and setting off on his next round of deliveries.

Scooping up the first set in his arms, Chris patted down his pockets in search for his keys, finding them in his left side back pocket, unlocking his car with a click of a button, and setting the first batch on the passenger seat. The second soon followed, and he used the seatbelt to secure them in place, rolling the windows down as he set off, programming the address into his SatNav.

It was a short drive, twenty minutes maximum, even with traffic, the tall and shining office building one that he was vaguely familiar with towards the inside of the city, harsh rays of winter sun reflecting off of clean glass windows, all the way up to the top floor, and it was so tall that as he stared at it, he swore the building was swaying. With a bouquet in each arm and the clipboard tucked under one, he backed his way through the polished glass doors, a company insignia printed onto the glass, and he almost wanted to check his shoes for traces of at the appearance of the clean white lobby.

Large tiles of marble flooring, specks of grey flickering throughout them, and white leather couches along some of the walls on one side of the lobby, a waiting room. The other had various coffee and tea machines, recyclable cups and sugar packets, as well as a range of fruits and muffins, and he wanted to scoff a little at the ostentatious nature of it all. The desk was empty as he finally approached, though he could hear chatter in the background, behind reflective glass panels that he couldn’t see through, one-way glass he assumed, and as he balanced the bouquets up on the counter, an older woman, approaching her fifties he presumed, came out, a wide smile on her face as she brushed down the material of her skirt.

“My, my, aren’t those beautiful? Unfortunately, I don’t think they’re for me.”

“Well, ma’am, unless you’re a ‘Mr Robert McKinley’, I’d have to agree.” She chuckled, nodding her head as she looked at them before picking up the phone, and typing in an extension. Lifting it to her ear, she balanced it there against her shoulder, smiling at him once again.

“I’ll just have his assistant come down to collect them and sign for them for you, lovely.” He nodded his head, turning away to be polite as she chatted away on the phone for only a moment, confirming that there was a package to be sorted out, and he twisted back to look at her as she put the phone down. Manicured nails tapped at the desk for only as second, an awkward silence forming, and one of the elevators let out a small ‘dinging’ sound as it was clicked into use, the numbers on the screen above the floor counting down, coming all the way from the twenty-eighth floor. “Would you like a candy?”

He jumped a little, turning back to look at the woman who had now sat down a little distance from him, behind the computer at the desk, and she turned to him, raising up a bowl of neatly wrapped candies, and placing it up on the glass counter for him to reach. He didn’t, but she was staring at him expectantly, and so he plucked the first one from the bowl, offering her a simple nod of his head, and tucking it into the pocket on his shirt.

When a chime sounded throughout the lobby, the sound echoing off of every hard surface, Chris’ attention was drawn to the clicking of heels on the smooth stone flooring. A pretty blouse that looked like it cost more than his entire outfit and a fitted pencil skirt that was sitting just below your knees, your were a professional vision. Except, your hair was a little messy, and there was a wide grin on your face as you typed rapidly on your phone, not even needing to look up to do the walk, but your expression made you look much more approachable than the usual businesswoman.

You clicked off your phone only a few feet away from him, looking up as your gaze went straight to the flowers at his side instead of him, but it gave Chris the chance to take you in just for a moment, and fully observe you, Up close, you were even prettier, soft skin and pretty hair that shined under the lights, and whatever the shade of lipstick was that you were wearing was perfect, because it suited you like it had been made for you.

You reached out, straight past him for a second, and the receptionist gasped, reaching for the bowl of candy, but you were quicker, your hand scooping up a little collection of the sweets and pulling them back, a sound of victory sounding from you, and she mumbled under her breath playfully, rolling her eyes and threatening to start hiding the treats before she ran out, but you only chuckled, unwrapping one and placing it against your tongue, lips brushing your fingers as you turned to him, and he forced his eyes away from your mouth, a blush on his cheeks.

“Oh, wow. Check these out.” You turned to the receptionist, motioning to them, and she only nodded her head, the sounds of a printer firing up in the back room, and she disappeared to collect the sheets, leaving the pair of you alone. “For Mr McKinley?”

You leaned over the counter, snatching up a pen from the other side, and he only nodded, producing the collection sheet, and pointing out the spot that needed singing, the scraping of the pen on paper filling the silence as you signed in both boxes, handing it back to him and tucking the pen behind your ear. “Can I ask you a question?”

“Fire away.” You grinned, unwrapping another candy, leaving the wrapper on the glass alongside the other one, a cheeky move he was sure you’d get reprimanded for by the receptionist who kept a beautifully organised and clean desk and foyer.

“There are two bouquets here, both with flowers that have very different meanings. Can I ask why?”

You hummed, staring at him for a minute as you chewed slowly, before swallowing the sweet in your mouth and smirking slightly. “I’ll answer your question, but only if you answer mine first; what do the flowers mean?”

Chris grinned, unable to hold it in, because he loved getting to talk about his passions, especially when he could show off a little in front of a pretty lady, and he nodded his head. “Pink roses and lilies are an apology, but red roses with tulips are for new love.”

“And do you have any theories?”

“Just the one, but I’m waiting for it to be confirmed.” He chuckled a little at the devious look that flashed over your features as you pulled the red roses bundle toward you, nose pressed into them for a second as you inhaled deeply, a little sigh leaving you afterwards.

“I’m trusting you here, but you’re cute, so I’ll tell you.” Heat rushed to his cheeks, head ducking for just a second, before he was looking back up to catch your gaze, brows raised as he waited excitedly, leaning in to meet you as though a scandalous secret was about to be told, and he supposed that’s exactly what it was. “There’s another receptionist, and intern back in there, fresh out of college, just a year below me, and he’s definitely fucking her.” You tapped a finger against the red roses, before your gaze was flicking to the second bunch, still by his arm as he leaned on the counter. “However, a couple of days ago he had a lunch date scheduled with his wife, and he missed it. I couldn’t find him anywhere, and I couldn’t find the intern either. Not hard to connect the dots.”

“Oh, so he’s covering both of his bases?”

“For sure.” You grinned, backing up a little bit to grab the second bundle, and adjusting them in your arms for balance. “Angie had probably realised too, and dashed in there to tell the girl that she’s got flowers coming.”

You were making your way over to the elevators, and he followed after you, pressing the button to summon the lift, and it hummed to life behind closed metal doors. “You know, since we just became partners in crime, maybe I should get to know your name?”

“Well, that was smooth.” You laughed, the doors opening up, and you stepped inside, placing one bouquet on the floor at your feet and holding onto the other. You caved, giving him your name as he placed his hand over the door to stop them from closing, ad he repeated the name to you, testing it on his tongue as he learnt it. He gave you his own in return when he asked, and when you said it back, his smile widened, already liking the way his name sounded coming for you.

You typed a code into the pad on the wall of the elevator, the screen flashing green as your programming was accepted, and he stepped back, grinning as you waved your fingers at him, the doors closing as you disappeared from view. He snatched up his clipboard on the way out, unable to contain the smile on his face.

Chris Beck hated making deliveries, but this one hadn't been so bad.

There was a genuine smile on his face as he stepped through the glass doors of the lobby, smaller and simpler bouquets this time, both matching and nothing special, but he’d tasked himself with delivering them personally because he’d recognised the name and address immediately, his encounter with the cute assistant he’d met only two weeks prior flashing through his mind as he’d insisted on delivering this order himself, Mark smirking and helping him gather the flowers as soon as he’d spilled all about you.

Now, he had two sets of pretty pink flowers in different shades, and a single red rose in a sleek plastic wrapping, all wraith ribbons wrapped around them were bundled in one arm, the other holding onto his clipboard, and the desk was once again empty as he approached. A bell, sleek and shining silver, and it was a new addition, definitely not present last time, and he eyes it suspiciously for a moment, before pressing a finger against the top lightly, just twice, a little ringing sounding out around the lobby.

A head of curly hair popped out from around the glass, much younger than the previous assistant, and wearing a much tighter skirt, and she grinned widely as she stepped forwards. He couldn’t deny that she was beautiful, fiery red hair and a wide smile, lips painted with red lipstick, and she seemed sweet, but far too intimidating for him to ever consider. Her heels were so tall that he wondered how she even walked in them, long and thin points creating the stilettos.

“Flowers?”

There was an eager tone to her voice, and he put the pieces of the puzzle together, assuming this to be the intern, his eyes flicking down to her name badge for a second, reading it as ‘Clara’. “For Mr McKinley. Is his assistant free tom come and sign for them?”

The woman paused, rolling her lips a little and nodding her head, a coy look on her features before sitting down in the chair and spinning in it to face the phone, lifting it up to her ear and dialling a short connection number. He didn’t seem to need to wait long, before she was summoning you, a ‘flower delivery’ to be claimed, and she was far too excited, only confirming his doubts that this was definitely the mistress. “She’ll be right down.”

“Fantastic.” He wasn’t sure she even processed his words, before her eyes were closing in on the flowers, and he ignored it, turning back to look at the elevator, waiting for the number on the twenty-eighth floor to light up, a number flashing over the screen. It paused on its descent this time, stopping at the eighteenth floor, and then again at the twelfth, and he assumed that somebody else had joined the journey for a short while.

When the doors finally opened, you weren’t built typing away this time, a grin on your face as your eyes swept over the entrance for him, and he waved his fingers again, straightening up from the desk.

“It’s my partner in crime, back again.”

“Missed you too much, just had to return.”

“Of course, you did, because I’m awesome.” You came to a stop before him, peering up at him through bright eyes, and he swallowed thickly, a little nervous but very excited, and he tried to remember any of what Mark had taught him, his friend being far better with the women than he was, and everything from the last-minute crash course he’d been given upon leaving the shop forty-five minutes ago seemed to have gone blank. “So, what really brings you here today?”

You gasped a little as he shifted to show you the collection, sliding the clipboard closer, and you were presented with a pen from him, floral patterning woven along the body, your thumb clicking it on to sign for them. When you passed it back, you shared a look with him, both of your glances flicking over to the intern who was still admiring the flowers, completely oblivious.

“Hey, Clara?” Her head snapped up, pale skin heating with colour as she flushed, and he suppressed a chuckle. “Mr McKinley is in meetings all afternoon, but he’ll want to approve these flowers. Can you put them in water, and I’ll call to have them sent up when he’s ready?”

She only nodded, more than happy to take a gift that she knew one of was for her into the back, hands reaching over to gather them all up. He almost missed it, watching as all of the flowers were taken, too busy watching the way you rolled your eyes at her when she looked away, fond but still a little cool, and he bit at the inside of his cheek to contain his amusement. It was just as she was leaving that his mind cleared, and he cleared his throat.

“Wait, wait, hold on!” She turned back, brows raised, and he reached over, letting her take a step forwards so that he could reach, plucking the single rose from where it was laying over the top of the two. “This, uh, this is actually for you.”

He presented it to you, your eyes widening a little, and you looked between him and the flower several times. His heart was in his throat, worry you were going to reject it, before you were giving him a different smile than he had seen yet, something softer and more endearing, and you plucked it from his hands, bringing it to your nose. “You’re just a big flirt, huh, Chris?” Your eyes fluttered for a moment, before you were looking back up to him through your lashes. “Thank you.”

“It’s no problem, honestly. I own the shop, the least I can do is give my partner in crime a pretty flower.”

You scoffed, but it was out of friendship and playfulness, not judgement or rejection, and silence fell between you both once again. The plastic in your hands wrinkled as you twirled it, wrapping the curled ribbon around your finger for a second, and letting it jump back into place when you let it go. “You busy? Got a packed store to run back to?”

Your question caught him off-guard, and he struggled to find words for a second, before clearing his throat and shaking his head. “No, uh, no. Clear day, actually. This was the last order.”

“So, you’re free for an hour or so?” Chris nodded his head, licking at his lips as he became a little nervous once again. “Well, why don’t I give you a tour? We’ve got some pretty cool stuff here, and I’ll fix you up with a drink from the coffee bar before you go.”

“This building has a coffee bar?”

“You bet it does.” You teased, turning on your heel as you took his question as acceptance, and he scooped up the clipboard, following after you as you made your way to the elevator, and this time when it opened, he stepped inside with you. As soon as the keypad lit up, prompting you to enter your four-digit authorisation code and make a floor selection, and you paused, finger hovering over the electronic selections. “What do you wanna’ see first, then?”

“You got an office?”

“I sure do.” You grinned, tapping for the twenty-eighth floor, and the machinery soon hummed into life, gears jerking smoothly into motion and soft music playing over the speakers in the background.

The ride was quiet, and he twisted his head as though the walls were interesting, just to take them in and hide the expression on his face as he watched you twirl the rose he’d given you between your fingers. There was a tag, one that he hadn't yet seen you read, and while all it contained was his number and a sign of his name, he was still a little nervous for your reaction to it, so he was glad to watch you place it onto your desk to be returned to later as you showed him around.

The building truly was impressive, large floor to ceiling glass windows on one wall of your office, staring out at the city below and giving a view so stunning and far that he could see all the way out to where the concrete faded away into greenery along the horizon, and he was a little taken aback by it all. Dipping the rose into a mug of water from the office kitchen, you promised to transfer it to a vase when you got home that evening, and you showed him all around.

Up and down on the elevator, proudly showing him every aspect of your workplace, and somewhere between the in-house gym and the coffee bar you’d boasted of in the staff food courts, you’d made him promise a tour of the flower shop sometime.

Way over an hour had passed in total, and he would’ve been more than happy to let that go on and on, for the rest of the day until the sun was setting, just to sit on the stools at the high tables at the coffee bar, getting refills on his coffee as he watched you drink herbals teas and chat about everything you got up to in the day, but your boss was paging you again to ask where you were, and he had his own job to return to at some point. You seemed hesitant at first, but had eventually divulged him with a guest security code for the elevator, logging him under your name, so that in future, he would be able to bring the flowers straight upstairs to you, and come and see you whenever he stopped by.

With a to-go cup in hand that had your number written on the cardboard holder, you’d escorted him all the way back to the lobby, pressing a friendly kiss to his cheek as he stepped between the doors, waving a little with what he knew was a goofy smile, waiting until he could no longer see you as the metal doors slid shut to reflect his image back at him, before he was bidding the two women at the reception desk a goodbye, and pretending not to know that they were eavesdropping, because he was floating far too high to care right now.

Chris hadn't been surprised at all when the next batch of flowers had come through, because you’d told him days prior that he could be expecting another batch of apology flowers to come through. Your work had been busy lately, you’d told him so yourself the few weeks that had slid past since you’d exchanged numbers had been filled with an abundance of texts.

Sharing texts had rapidly become phone calls in downtime, exchanging social media and sending one another dumb jokes and funny pictures throughout your workdays. He knew that your job had been getting harder lately, the run down to Christmas making everything a little more difficult, and that you’d been swept off of your feet because your boss had been, too. Eight-hour shifts had become twelve, day through to night, never seeing the light of a winter day unless it was through the windows of your office as you worked, and he had a sympathetic guilt twisting in his gut.

Two bouquets to make up for the lack of time that your boss had been able to spare for either of the women in his life and you’d looked positively exhausted as you came out of your office to greet him at the top of the elevator. You had a frown on your face that barely lifted into a smile as you saw him, even though he knew you were happy to catch sight of him. The usual shade of lipstick that projected boldness and power was gone, your face free of makeup entirely, and styled hair now just pulled up into a bun.

He wondered how long it had been since you’d had a full night’s sleep.

“Hey, sweetheart. How’re you feeling?” You only shook your head, sniffling a little as you suppressed a yawn, before taking one of the bouquets from his arms, and inspecting it carefully.

“These are beautiful.”

“I put a little extra ribbon on them, just for you.” He winked, and that had earned him a little chuckle, glancing at him over your shoulder as he followed you through to your office, and placing them down on the cabinet near the doorway to be distributed when your boss had a free second to look at them. Chris felt his own eyes widen in shock as he looked around, the stacks of paperwork littered around the surfaces were astonishing, and there was other mess scattered among that.

Stationary littered the desk, clearly trying to get everything sorted, and almost every draw in the room was half-open, your heels kicked off by the edge of the desk and there was a clear spot against one of the walls where you’d been sitting, a patch clear with papers spread out around you, wording and statements on them that made his head spin as he looked at them. Business definitely wasn’t his forte.

You rubbed a hand over your forehead, cursing a little as you tried to find a pen that wasn't a highlighter, and he didn’t miss the crack in your voice as you scoured the paper stacks. Leaning down to pick one up from the dropped pen pot on the floor, and offering it to you. A little sigh passed your lips, before you were taking it from him, clicking it into action and signing your name on both of the forms to confirm the delivery, a simple ritual of habit by this stage, as he knew that even if you didn’t he wasn’t risking any legal action from you.

You rubbed a hand over your forehead afterwards, rolling your shoulders and shaking yourself down as you tried to hit that reset button on your mood, but it wasn't working, it didn’t take a genius to see it, and so he reached out, placing a comforting squeeze to your forearm, fingers slipping a little lower to latch onto your wrist loosely.

“Okay, you’re a little overwhelmed in here, huh?” You let out a weak laugh, glancing around yourself and nodding. “It’s time for a break. Take your lunch break now, we’re getting out of here.”

“I can’t leave, I have too much to do. I’ll just get something from the food courts, a sandwich, maybe.” You slumped down into your desk chairs, the wheels on it carrying you backwards slightly, and he placed his hands on his hips, shaking his head at you.

“You have to go. It’s doctor’s orders.”

“Which doctor?” You scoffed, rolling your eyes at him, and he gasped a little, hands finding your own and pulling you to your feet, despite the whine that you let out.

“This doctor. I went to medical school, I get to give the orders. You, my dear, need one hour of rest and relaxation from your workplace, stat.” You started up at him for a second, seeming to weigh it out in your mind, but he wasn’t backing down, and he swore he saw that realisation click within your eyes, because you caved.

Slipping your heels on and grabbing your jacket from the back of the door, you logged your timeout of the building in the lobby with Angie, who cooed at you a little as she watched you go, a pitiful look on her face as she knew just how hard you were working too, before his hand was settling on your lower back.

A ten-minute walk, finding a table in a small pizzeria on the corner of a street, one that he’d been dying to try for months now, and a quick order, and you were slumping down tiredly against the table. The workload always increased at Christmas, sales shot through the roof, all the expansions of your company were filing for Christmas bonuses, parties, annual reports and then, of course, there were the usual rises and falls in statistics over the year that needed to be dealt with.

It was chaotic, to say the least.

Over a hot and freshly baked pizza, your selection of toppings, and a soda that made you wrinkle your nose from the fizziness within, you looked like there was a little more life within you when you’d been leaving.

You spilled it all to him, telling him every struggle you’d been facing, and while he didn't understand half of what you were saying, he was more than happy to just to listen. He couldn't offer much advice, or anything of the sort that might be helpful, but it seemed that just being able to talk to someone had made the day a little brighter.

The chill in the air and the biting winds had made you wrap your coat around yourself even tighter on the walk back to your work, but there was more of a pep in your step and a lighter tone to your voice, a little more chipper and slightly less drained as you began to make your way back across the carpark. His arm was sitting around your waist, keeping you pulled up to his side against the cold of the winter. Instead of guiding you over to the door, though, his first stop was his car, ensuring that you couldn't see what he had placed on the passenger seat until he was ready for you to see it.

Leaning yo back against the cold metal, he unlocked the car, making you promise to cover your eyes, and while making a few jokes about how you were sure this was how friendly guys would kidnap a girl, you did as he’d asked. You gasped a little at the rustling of fabric in the wind and under his hands, seeming to guess what it was before ever seeing the gift, because a wide smile spread over your features.

“Is that what I think it is?”

“Depends, what do you think it is?” He teased, making you wait a little longer, and you dragged your lower lip through your teeth, a hopefully look spreading over what half of your face he could actually see.

“Flowers, maybe?”

“Then you would be correct!” Your hand fell away from your eyes, taking a second to blink back into adjustment of the rays the winter sun gave off, before you were brightening up even further at the bundle he was holding in his hands.

Soft petals in different shades of yellow, some duller and some standing out to shine like the sun, but it was a stunning bunch all over, and he’d been sure to pick the freshest and best-looking plants from each pot as he built the bouquet especially for you before leaving for his delivery. He let you stare at them for a second, running a finger over some of the petals, sniffling the collection carefully, and admiring each individual plant, before finally looking back up to him, a brow raising as you waited for an explanation on the plants.

“I just thought yellow was a bright colour. Nothing particularly special about these ones, I wanted to cheer you up.”

He scratched nervously at the back of his neck, and you hummed happily, bringing them up to admire once again, before letting out a happy little sound from the back of your throat, one that made his cheeks flush with embarrassed warmth, bringing a pink tinge to the pale skin. “Don’t yellow roses mean friendship?”

His stomach dropped a little, but he swallowed thickly, and nodded. He was impressed that you knew that, a random fact to know, but he almost felt like he was being friend-zoned by the statement, even though he was the one who’d given you the flowers. It was only a few days ago that he’d realised he might have feelings that weren’t going away any time soon, the original fascination and infatuation was becoming something a little deeper, he often found himself thinking of you when he was at work and filling or orders, or at home cooking, or even letting his morning coffee. You seemed to be on his mind a lot nowadays, and he was beginning to regret the yellow rose choice, worried he’d sent the wrong message. How ironic.

“Well, I’m really glad you consider us friends, Chris. I think you’re great, and I hope we’re friends for a long time.”

He tried to contain his disappointment, nodding his head as he stuffed his hands into his pockets. Walking you up to the front door, both of the receptionists made a point of fawning dramatically over the flowers in your arms as you signed back in, exactly an hour later and perfectly on time for the end of your lunch break, but with a lot more joy and a rejuvenation for the work you were doing, enough to carry you through the rest of your day.

Standing at the elevator and waiting for it to arrive, his cheeks were warm enough as it was, the attention you were getting front he not-so-discreet spying of the receptionists making him even more nervous, but if Angie and Clara were watching then that's their choice, because he didn’t have much left to lose, now.

Cupping your cheeks in his hands, he made sure that you were looking at him, a soft and shy smile on your lips as he thumbs smoothed over your skin, trying to reassure you without using words. “Chin up, sweetheart. You’re gonna’ be just fine, okay?”

“Okay, Chris.” You nodded your head, words whispered as you agreed with him, and when he pulled you a little closer, you tipped your head to meet him, his lips pressing to your forehead in a tender kiss, his heart leaping in his chest as you did. The elevator dinged, and he snapped away from you, both of you lingering for a moment longer, something unspoken laying between you, but it was broken as a colleague stepped out of the box, excusing himself as he squeezed past you, and the moment was over.

Waving goodbye, he wiggled his fingers in response to you, and he took a moment to himself to steady his racing heart once the doors had closed with you inside. He bid his farewell to the two women ogling him with wide eyes from behind the desk, trying not to let his nervousness show, to be confident like Mark had taught him to be, and it lasted all the way to the car, before he broke it with a ragged sigh and a little cheer to himself, immediately dialling his best friend on the car’s phone as he pulled out of the parking lot.

It was the kind eyes of Angie that met him as he stepped into the building, palms sweating a little and a shake to his breath, and the flowers in his arms were practically vibrating with nerves as he approached the front desk. Placing them down on the glass surface, she admired them quietly, taking a look at them all before he was being offered the candy dish that she usually had hidden, and he took a peppermint gratefully, red and green swirls along it through the clear wrapping, the festive theme of the late December days was shining through.

“Only the one bouquet this time?”

“They, uh, they aren’t for Mr McKinley.” He mumbled, unwrapping the hard sweet and shoving it wrapped into his pocket, placing the treat on his tongue and sucking on it lightly for something to do, sweetened mint flavours exploding over his senses.

“Oh, so these are a pretty bouquet for our lovely (Y/N), then?”

He could only nod, wondering absently whether or not sweat was beginning to physically show through his shirt, and just how fast his heart was going, because he felt like he was about to pass out. “I think she’s in a meeting right now, but I can get them sent up for her, if that works for you, my dear?”

“Can I just go and drop them off in her office? It’ll make a nice surprise for her to come back to.”

She considered it for a moment, mulling over the security risk and all other options, and he was ready to give up, before she eventually agreed. “Alright, but only if you tell me about the flowers. She’s been telling me all about the pretty bouquet you make with meanings, even showed me your website.”

“She did? She does?”

Pride flushed through his system at that knowledge, and Angie seemed to pick up on it, her face cracking in an even wider smile. “Yes, and they were all beautiful, but I don’t remember this set on there.”

“It’s new, I made it. It’s a personal one, I suppose.”

“It got a name, yet?” He mulled it over, staring down at the pretty bunch in his hands. Dark shades of blue and black, splashes of purple that were speckled with white, and he decided it resembled the night sky rather nicely.

“What do you think of ‘Starry Night’?”

“Very fitting.” She confirmed, and his heart managed to slow a little in his chest as at least one thing on his to-do list became sorted. “So, blue roses, but what are the rest?”

“They would be black pansies and gypsophila.” She hummed, continuing to fix him with that curious gaze, and he knew that wasn't going to cut it. “The blue roses are for mystery, and gaining the impossible. I dye them myself. Black pansies mean broken love, which, I guess isn’t totally suitable here, but combined with the gypsophila, it’s more like the chance of a new beginning, and not necessarily unrequited feelings.”

“You really like her, huh?”

“That obvious?” He grinned, knowing that his feelings may as well be lit up with a neon sign above his head. “You’ll get them to her after her meeting, then?”

“Of course, I will.” She took them over the desk, writing down a memo on her notepad so that she didn't forget, and he watched as the pretty bundle was carried away. “Did you leave a card, or do you want to write a note?”

“Just tell her to text me if she likes them?” She beamed, nodding her head, and he backed away, turning on his heel, a little disappointed that he didn’t get to give them to you himself, but simultaneously relieved at the fact, because he could feel his pulse racing right to the tips of his fingers with how intense it was.

You’d clearly had a busy day, because it wasn’t until Chris was shutting up shop that he finally felt his phone buzz, doing his last check over of all the systems and machines, when a text from you came in, diverting every ounce of attention that he had.

[stardust 🌌 ✨] so, do these flowers have a hidden meaning, or did you just put them together because they look good?

He grinned at his phone, shaking his head slightly as a laugh left his lips, and he leaned on the wall, fingers hovering over the keyboard as he thought out his response.

> a little bit of both.

It was a few minutes before you replied, this time, a photograph coming through, of you carrying your flower out of the building, setting off towards the elevators from your office, if he was depicting the background correctly.

[stardust 🌌 ✨] gonna tell me what it is, or do I have to google it?

He paused, not quite having got that far, and the relief of not having to explain his feelings or you before had drowned out the fact that he’d have to tell you at some point, and his heart was leaping into his throat.

He gave himself a minute, checking over the locks and windows to make sure everything was sealed up, setting the thermostat and setting the alarm, not yet activating it, but making sure that everything was done, right down to holding his keys for the main door in his hands. Locking up the building, he sealed down the metal guard, triple checking the padlock, and making his way to the car.

Engine on, heaters up, his lights being the last to flood the parking lot as he tried to man up, before finally bringing back up the unopened message, taking the notifications and opening his texts.

> long story short, I’m trying to ask you out. using flowers, because words normally fail me in times of importance.

He let out a slow breath, running a hand over his face and just hoping that it was acceptable, his phone buzzing before he’d even managed to start up the car property for his journey home. His hand hovered over where it was laying on the passenger seat, considering whether or not to pick it up, before forcing down his nerves and reaching for it.

[stardust 🌌 ✨] friday night work for you?

He stared at the message for a few seconds, confirming that they were real, and he wasn’t just making it up because it’s what he wanted to read, before letting out a loud and victorious set of cheers for only him to ever know about.

> I’ll pick you up from your work at 5.

Chris was sitting in one of the white leather chairs that had been scattered around the lobby, shifting slightly awkwardly, nerves getting the best of him. He knew you wouldn't stand him up, but as the clock ticked over past 5:10 PM, he worried a little that you were trying to find a way to let him down, having decided that you’d changed your mind on wanting to go out with him, and he tried to steady his nerves.

Brushing over the flowers in his hands, he adjusted his grip on them a little, not wanting the plastic to become damp with his sweaty palms, and swallowing thickly again. Finally, the elevator doors chimed, and he let out a nervous sigh, taking a deep breath and sliding his eyes shut as he calmed himself down, certain that his heart no longer had a rhythm and was just beating erratically and rapidly like the seismograph in a disaster movie.

Twisting his head a little, he let out a deep breath, watching as you came toward him, looking far more casual than he had ever seen you ever had before. Jeans and jumper, a striped scarf that looked suspiciously handmade in the sweetest of ways, and sneakers on your feet instead of heels, dropping your height down by a few inches, and he was so used to looking straight at you, never needing to look down, that it caught him a little by surprise.

“I’m sorry I’m late!” You looked a little flushed, sounded slightly out of breath, and he realised you must’ve been rushing, not stalling, and he felt a little calmer at that thought. Placing down the flowers on the chairs, he stood up properly, letting out a slow breath.

“Don’t worry about it. You look beautiful.”

“I thought I’d change, heels and pencil skirts are great for work, but not so comfy for a first date.” There was a bag on your arm, which he assumed your business-wear was stuffed in, and he gave himself a moment to take you in. He liked you better this way, you looked more like yourself, the version of you that he knew you to be from hours of late-night calls and texting, weeks of getting to know one another, both in-person and via messages, and the formal outfits he was so used to seeing you in were just a cover for the real you.

He realised he’d been staring too long, jumping slightly in his panic, before turning away and grabbing the bundle that he’d brought with him. “I brought you flowers. Not as special as normal guys, since I own the flower shop and it's not the first time, but I did create this bouquet design just for you.”

“I think it’s pretty special.” Your words were whispered, taking the bundle of flowers and bringing them into yourself to admire delicately, a combination of red and white roses, with green bells peppered throughout. “Okay, so, let me guess on this one.”

He only nodded his head, watching as you considered the bundle, licking over your lower lip and taking it hostage between your teeth as your thoughts whirled before his very eyes.

“White roses are innocence, right? Seems fitting for a first date. Red roses are romance, of course.” You smirked a little then, glancing up at him through your lashes, and he grinned, feeling totally at ease now that he was under your gaze. “What about the green ones?”

“Green bells. They’re for good luck.”

“Well, I don’t think you’ll need any luck, you’ve pretty much already got me wrapped around your little finger, Chris Beck.” You adjusted the flowers in your arms, taking his hand with your other one, and lacing your fingers together, and he squeezed back in security as heat flooded over his face in a warm blush. “However, I do think it’s sweet, so I’ll accept it.”

“I wanted to do something Christmassy for you, but I didn’t want to go with any of the typical ones. Holly, mistletoe, poinsettia, they didn’t feel unique enough.”

“I don’t know, I think mistletoe can be good.” You leaned in a little, his brows raising slightly as your wide smile dimmed down, the humour of the moment changing, and his free hand found your waist, fingers playing with yours on the other, and he pulled you a little closer, taking the hint that you were laying down.

“Maybe just this once.” He teased, nose bumping against your own, and he could still taste the sweet honey on your breath from the herbal teas you were always concocting, warm breath shared between you. As your head twisted to close the gap, he became acutely aware of the lingering feeling of not being alone, the both of you jumping and snapping apart a little when the loud crashing of a mug on the floor sounded out loudly.

Two sets of voices cursing followed it, Angie’s and Clara’s heads both ducking down behind the desk as they looked at the mess on the floor, and his jaw dropped as he released the two had been watching on eagerly this whole time, and he’d been so wrapped up in you that he hadn't realised there’d been an audience all along.

He would’ve been embarrassed, had it not been for the way your face pressed into his shoulder as you tried to contain your laughs, and he found the amusement in it too, his arm slipping around your waist as he matched your laugher, shaking his head as he watched the two women try and clear up the split coffee and smashed mug.

“Hey, ladies, I’ll see you Monday!”

The popped back up, sheepish looks on their faces as they nodded, and he gave them both a little wave, letting you tug him along by the hand that was still connected to your own, towards the open doorway of the building, a chill rolling in. As you stepped out, a chill took over, and his hand slipped from yours to sliding around your waist instead, pulling you closer to him, and you guided him over to where your car was parked, and he was more than happy to simply follow.

“So, what do you have planned?”

“I thought something a little more relaxed would be fun. How do you feel about a tree lighting ceremony, and some street food?” You curled into him a little more, a happy sigh leaving you.

“Sounds perfect to me.”

Unlocking the car, he let you go, long enough to put your back in the trunk and lay your flowers out on the front seat, locking it back up as you deemed yourself ready to go. “Ready to go?”

“Yes, but just one thing, first. Something I’ve been waiting weeks for.”

His brows raised, lips parting to ask you waist it was, but your hand latched onto the front of his shirt, tugging him forward as you leaned up, and he groaned a little, a soft sound but vibrating through him as your mouth closed over his, soft and warm, lips pressing together, and a shock ran along his entire body. His hand slipped to your waist, one cupping your cheek as he pulled you a little closer, pressing you back into the car as your bodies came flush up together, and he felt like his legs were going to give out underneath him as you sighed out against his mouth, a breathy moan carried with it.

Twisting his head to the side, he barely pulled back for breath before he was diving right back into you, more confident and passionate this time with his movements. He took control, feeling the way you sagged into his hands as he did, lips working with yours in an intimate dance of their own making, slow and teasing movements, before finally he was pulling away, just far enough to press his forehead to your own as the two of you panted lightly, trying to catch your breath.

“Worth the wait?” He mused, feeling your breathless giggle wash over his lips, before you were leaning up just enough to peck his lips once more, and his lips were still pouted, chasing after you as you backed away for a second, before he was licking over them and cracking his eyes open to look at the adoring expression on your face.

“Definitely worth the wait.”

[chubbyhl]

In the light of the approaching Valentine's Day..

Over the past few months, Chubby!Harry has been having a regular at his flower shop. This friendly, sharp and witty man is often the person he looks forward to the most- how he moves, speaks, gestures, how his clothes fit, wrapping around lean muscle and narrow features. How he compliments Harry. Always comes in with a pet name on his lips, a smile directed towards Harry (even if he looks tired and frowny, he still makes the effort), commenting on Harry's nail polish, his hair, his crazy necklaces and shirts.

Harry might have a bit of a crush.

Over the last few weeks, they have become more acquainted, the man - Louis, what a name - and Harry chatting about anything and everything as Harry helps him pick out bouquets of flowers. He finds it refreshing that Louis isn't only interested in the most polished of roses or peonies, but in all the smaller buds and wild combinations; even finds himself sharing his favourite flowers.

He is enjoying himself so much in Louis' company and think it's the same for the other man, but he just can't be sure if there's mutual interest. No, scratch that, he is quite sure that there isn't any interest from Louis' side, because how could there be? Louis always compliments things that aren't his body, sometimes engages in his meek attempts at flirting but then clams up, nervous and fidgety. It's a bit crushing.

See, Harry knows his worth as a person, but he can still be very insecure about his body around people, about the softness that he can't ever seem to shake, the thickness of his body that won't go away with any dieting and training, his belly that sticks out no matter what. And others have often enough judged him for it that he has lost his last bout of confidence around potential romantic interests.

Then, Valentine's Day rolls around, and with it a new fear. What if Louis has a Valentine? What if he will come in, only to get his special someone, surely a supermodel or something of the like, a bouquet of all the pretty flowers that he likes, making Harry help him pick them out while he watches on as his heart shatters on the pristine tile floor?

What if he doesn't come in? Leaves Harry to his own devices with all the loved up, sickly sweet, starry-eyed customers?

Valentine's Day comes, the customers flow, and Harry is still nervous. A bit scared.

He is lost in helping an elderly lady pick out the nicest flowers for her husband, when the bell chimes again and Louis walks in. He stays near the counter, hopping from one foot to another, worrying his lip, until Harry has wrapped up with the lady and is able to join him.

And then Louis does the horrible, the unthinkable: he asks for flowers. Harry's favourites, to be precise. Which, obviously, isn't all that horrible, even makes him ecstatic for the short moment in which he imagines Louis to hand them over to him, asking Harry to be his Valentine; but that rose-coloured fantasy comes crashing right down as soon as he's thought it. Through the whole encounter, Louis is almost worryingly quiet, can't look Harry in the eye, and when he has paid, instead of throwing himself at Harry with the promise of marriage and three babies and a curly dog - he leaves the shop.

Harry is down the whole rest of the day. He prays that his flowers aren't injected with his sadness as he sells them, because wouldn't that be the icing on the cake? But he also can't muster up any light-heartedness, can't wait to close up the shop.

When six rolls around and he has cleaned out and prepared everything, putting on his coat, he is already thinking about drowning all his sorrows in a bottle of red and as much chocolate cake as he can manage. So when he leaves the shop and locks the door, the last thing he expects is Louis Tomlinson catching him as he turns around and bumps right into him.

A very jumpy, blushing Louis, clutching the very same bouquet Harry has sold him just hours before, again not able to meet his eye.

For a moment there is only silence, after Harry blurted out "Lou-what are you doing here?", but then Louis opens his mouth, and says "You're not working anymore, right? So it wouldn't be as awkward and as harrassing-you-at-your-workplace-weird to ask you out right? Because that's what I want to do. Ask you out, that is. Jesus Christ, you're so fit-shit, pretend you didn't hear that-" and here he cuts himself off, entire face now flushed, down his neck to the open flaps of his shirt, flicking his fringe for the thirtieth time since starting to speak.

Harry can only stare. "Those flowers are for me?"

Louis huffs out a laugh and tells him how he chickened out of asking right as he bought them, how he has been kicking himself for months now, trying to find the courage to ask Harry out - but he's so out of his league, right? So perfect in every aspect, beautiful and well-spoken, eclectic in his tastes and sunny in his mind, genuinely interested in the people coming through his shop and, oh, did he mention so fucking fit that Louis almost has a heart attack anytime Harry does something?

Here, Harry blurts out with the biggest squawk of a laugh, because he? Out of Louis' league? So fit that Louis is too scared to ask him out? And Louis gets all huffy and snippy, telling him that he will prove it if Harry only lets him.

And Harry happily agrees.

(feel free to add on if you have any thoughts or ideas! - ✨)

OMG I'M LATE THE THIS V DAY ASK I AM SO SORRY ANON

But this is so beautiful; I love flower shop settings because they're just so beautiful. and the awkwardness! the misunderstanding! them finally getting their shit together! my favorite rom com style dynamic of all time!

as for how this story goes next...I feel like they go on a date and then louis gets some flowers that are wilting and spreads their petals all over the bed, and then lets harry shower the rest all over his body as they do what they've been wanting to do to each other for weeks....

[proposalboutique]

Valentine’s Day Ideas

Are you thinking about how to spend Valentine’s Day in Dubai this year? As Proposal Planners, we know all the best spots in the city. Below are our favourites:

 An Insta-Worthy Valentines Dinner

Our partners at Address Hotels and Resorts have our favourite valentine's offerings this year. You will both be collected in a luxury car from your residence and taken to the Palace hotel for welcome drinks at Al Bayt. You will then check in to your Fountain Suite room which includes your personal butler and tailor-made amenities. Get dressed for the evening and then head to your private viewing deck (the most exclusive and luxurious venue in the whole city). Enjoy the stunning view and fountain show, before heading off to your private abra ride which will take you to your dinner at the Asado restaurant, where you will dine on the floating deck.

Rates start at 25,000AED and will be a valentine like no other.

 Located at Palace Downtown,  info@thepalace-dubai.com (04 428 7888)

 Bubbles, Bubbles, and Bubbly

A spa day is the ultimate way to relax and unwind. The Ritz Carlton is offering a ‘Romantic Couples Spa Retreat’ befitting of any King and Queen. The package is AED 1,650 per couple. The package includes a 60-minute massage, a glass of bubbly, strawberries, and a special gift. The package also provides pool, beach and sauna access.

Located at Ritz Carlton JBR, spa.dubai@ritzcarlton.com, (04 318 6520).

 Fancy a Staycay?

The Anantara on the Palm is a perfect place to celebrate this Valentine’s Day. The Palm Anantara is offering a ‘Romantic Package’ allowing couples to ‘enjoy intimate moments and authentic luxury with a romantic Dubai getaway’. The package includes accommodation in a villa or room, romantic room decorations, a chocolate selection, 20% off Anantara spa treatments and breakfast included at Crescendo. Rates start from AED 1,400. Nothing better for an easy getaway combined with a weekend of romance!

 Located at Palm Jumeirah, reservations.dubai@anantara.com (04 567 8000).

Dinner with a View

CÉ LA VI is the perfect valentines idea. Located at the address hotel it is located on the 54th floor and provides you with a picturesque view of the Burj Khalifa and Downtown Dubai.Originally from Singapore, the Asian cuisine menu crafted by Executive Chef Howard Ko ignites the tastebuds. Couples can purchase a package that includes champagne and a rose bouquet for 800 AED.

Located at the Address Hotel Downtown, reservation-dxb@celavi.com, (04 582 6111).

 Tea For Two Please

The Palazzo Versace offers a Valentines Day High Tea for two. Maisaco is a lobby lounge situated within the hotel and promises its high tea to be a ‘chic affair’.The lobby lounge offers a terrace with panoramic views of Dubai Creek. The package includes a valentines-themed cappuccino, café latte, heart-shaped cookies, selection of teas, and other delicious treats. The Valentines Day high tea package is 400 AED for two! A relaxed afternoon for those couples with a sweet tooth and a a great opportunity to see old Dubai.

Located at Palazzo Versace Al Jaddaf,dining@palazzoversace.ae, (04 556 8805).

 Up, Up and Away!

The company Dreamdays is offering the perfect opportunity to enjoy a helicopter tour for two. The package is AED 1200 and includes a 17-minute flight. The helicopter takes you over the Palm Jumeirah, the Burj Al Arab, Ras Al Khor and BurjKhalifa. A beautiful opportunity to enjoy as a couple and a great way to receive a glorious Birdseye view of Dubai from above.

Dreamdays.ae,(800 2080).

 Starry Nights

Sonara Camps provides a ‘sunset and dinner experience’ in the Arabian desert. The package includes pickup and a cruise through the desert in a 4x4 Land Cruiser, a four-course set menu specially prepared by the Chef, two special Valentine’s Day cocktails or mocktails. Included in this amazing package is entertainment and activities with camel rides, a fire show, musicians on site, falcon encounters and a ‘one-off performance of ‘Romeo and Juliet, the story revisited’. This is a perfect evening for the outdoorsy and adventurous couple. The package costs AED 1,100 per person.

Located at Dubai Desert Conservation Reserve (DDCR), Al Ain Road, Margham Gate, (04 223 8011).

 Romance without Reservations

Fancy a night in? Well not to worry because Coya and Deliveroo have you covered. Coya has partnered up with Deliveroo to deliver a romantic evening right to your front door. For AED 590 Deliveroo will deliver a wicker basket containing a fancy three-course meal. This includes two starters, two mains, a strawberry cheesecake dessert and Peruvian mocktails. The wicker basket also contains a blanket, fairy lights, candles, napkins, cutlery, and a specially crafted Spotify playlist.

Available across Dubai via Deliveroo, www.deliveroo.ae.

Sea’s The Day!

Jumeirah Zabeel Saray is offering an amazing deal for couples this Valentine’s Day. Couples can choose between the AED 2,500 non-alcoholic package or the AED 3,000 champagne package. The package includes a seven-course set menu with wine pairings, a private butler, a red roses bouquet, personalized pashminas and a special gift. This luxury date takes place at a Beach Gazebo close to the water.

Located at Jumeirah Zabeel Saray, jzsrestaurants@jumeirah.com, (04 453 0444).

 Netflix and Chill?

How about moving from the couch to enjoy the comfy seats at the luxurious Reel Cinemas Platinum Suites at Jebel Ali Recreation Club. The package includes a special set menu, two house beverages and movie tickets, all for just AED 299! A special night out for movie buffs!

Located at Jebel Ali Recreation Club, (800 38224 6255).

If you are looking at making your valentines day extra special, contact us for even more secret venues and decoration packages

Whatever you plan this Valentine’s Day, we wish you the best evening that is full of love and romance.

Katherine xx

[erineverly]

            FATHER’S  DAY.  each  year ,  while  other  children  and  adults  hit  the  stores  looking  for  the  most  adorable  cards ,  colorful  bouquets  and  other  sweet ,  thoughtful  gifts ,  erin  attempts  to  ignore  even  the  tiniest  things  that  could  remind  her  about  the  loving  dad  she’s  never  had.  as  the  radio  stations  across  the  country  play  songs  dedicated  to  all  these  admirable  parental  figures  who  have  inspired  their  offsprings  to  achieve  great  things  in  life  and  the  commercials  on  the  tv  speak  only  about  spoiling  the  ones  who  have  taught  the  future  generations  how  to  be  better  people ,  she  pretends  she  doesn’t  hear  the  obvious  messages  they  carry  and  avoids  turning  these  two  devices  on.  she  even  goes  as  far  as  trying  to  convince  herself  that  everything’s  simpler  and  better  the  way  it  is  —  she  doesn’t  have  to  spend  hours  wondering  how  to  honor  her  dad ,  how  to  be  more  creative  than  her  siblings ,  how  to  outdo  herself  and  whatever  gift  she  gave  him  the  previous  year.  she  doesn’t  want  to  be  pitied  and  tries  to  play  it  cool  but  deep  down  it  tears  her  heart  to  pieces.  unfortunately ,  there’s  nothing  that  can  be  done  to  change  it.  her  father  has  been  gone  for  exactly  twenty  years ,  absent  physically ,  as  well  as  emotionally.  he’s  missed  all  of  her  birthday  parties ,  all  of  her  recitals  and  school  plays ,  wasn’t  there  to  teach  her  how  to  drive  a  car  or  fix  a  dripping  faucet  or  even  just  watch  her  fly  her  first  kite  at  the  shore.  all  he’s  left  her  with  are  thousands  of  scars ,  the  constantly  bleeding  wounds  that  refuse  to  gradually  go  away  as  time passes ,  and  the  only  lesson  he’s  ever  taught  her  is  how  to  question  every  person,  or  rather  every  man ,  who  tries  to  offer  her  his  LOVE.  he  doesn’t  deserve  to  be  called  a  father  and  for  two  decades  erin’s  tried  to  erase  this  day ,  behave  as  if  it  was  just  another  sunday  in  june ,  as  though  there  was  nothing  special  about  it.

            however ,  ever  since  learning  that  she’ll  become  a  parent  herself  this  november ,  she’s  been  thinking  a  lot  about  her  own  childhood  and  how  it  shaped  her  into  the  person  she  is  today.  her  father’s  absence  is  the  reason  why  she  constantly  questions  her  worth  and  worries  her  husband  will  one  day  abandon  her ,  too.  her  mother’s  authoritarian  personality  is  the  one  to  blame  for  her  shyness  and  anxiety ,  her  extremely  protective  nature  the  cause  for  erin’s  childish  and  naive  behavior.  her  parents  have  never  been  perfect  but  she’s  been  doing  her  best  to  try  and  understand  them ,  forgive  and  learn  how  not  to  repeat  their  mistakes.  she’s  been  thinking  about  all  the  difficulties  that  come  with  parenthood ,  all  the  struggles  and  tears.  it  terrifies  her ,  makes  her  wonder  if  a  person  as  broken  as  herself  is  fit  for  this  extremely  important  and  challenging  role.  the  only  thought  that  can  put  a  genuine  smile  on  her  face  and  keep  her  sane  today  is  the  one  that  crosses  her  mind  every  time  her  stormy  gaze  flickers  to  her  husband’s  bright  emeralds  —  their  child  will  never  feel  the  way  she  has.  they  will  never  feel  worthless  or  inadequate ,  unloved  or  unwanted.  their  child  will  have  someone  who  deserves  to  be  called  not  just  farther  or  dad  but  daddy  or  DADA.  someone  who’ll  truly  care  about  him  or  her.  although ,  the  first  few  weeks  have  been  nothing  but  a  gigantic  struggle  for  both  of  them ,  it  seems  that  they’re  finally  coming  to  terms  with  the  fact  that  their  lives  are  inevitably  changing.  this  giant  responsibility  has  landed  upon  their  shoulders  a  little  sooner  than  expected  but  she  doesn’t  want  to  pull  her  hair  out  or  cry  all  night ,  anymore.  she  wants  to  hope  for  the  best  and  enjoy  their  time  together  as  a  family.  

            today  is  an  extremely  special  day  because  not  only  is  it  axl’s  first  ever  father’s  day  but  also  the  very  first  father’s  day  that  erin’s  truly  excited  about  and  wants  to  celebrate  to  the  fullest.  their  baby  hasn’t  even  been  born  yet  but  her  husband  has  already  made  her  believe  that  he’s  a  better  man  and  a  better  father  than  don (  or  william ,  or  stephen ,  or  any  other  sperm  donor  in  this  world  ).  he’s  proven  that  he  can  be  the  kind  of  parent  everyone  wants  to  have.  he  hasn’t  left  her  alone  with  this.  he’s  been  extremely  caring  and  supportive ,  even  though  she  can  tell  that  this  new  role  isn’t  something  he’s  adjusting  to  easily.  for  this  very  reason ,  as  a  little  thank  you for  his  kindness ,  she’s  decided  to  give  him  an  unforgettable  day  —  one  that’s  solely  about  him.  first ,  she  let  him  sleep  in ,  get  some  much  needed  rest.  then ,  she  made  him  heart - shaped  waffles  for  breakfast  and  brought  them  on  a  wooden  tray  to  their  bedroom.  later ,  they  went  for  a  long  walk  with  their  dogs  and  got  ice  cream.  and  now  she’s  taking  him  to  malibu ,  to  their  favorite  spot ,  the  same  one  where  many  years  ago  they  had  their  first  real  date  and  realized  they  had  fallen  in  love  with  each  other.  if  she  closes  her  eyes  even  just  for  a  moment ,  she  can  still  see  this  young ,  bashful  boy  with  dreams  bigger  than  both  of  them  and  a  heart  so  full  of  affection  and  devotion ,  love  for  her  that  it  could  barely  fit  inside  his  chest ,  his  porcelain  skin  basking  in  the  sun ,  his  green  eyes  reflecting  the  color  of  the  ocean.  at  the  time ,  he  was  as  poor  as  a  rat  but  he  still  made  sure  her  stomach  was  full  and  her  mind  at  ease.  he  brought  homemade  food  and  even  somehow  found  a  picnic  basket  ( to  this  day  she  has  no  idea  where  he  got  it  from  ).  it  was  a  magical  date ,  one  of  the  most  memorable  dates  ever  for  sure.  it’s  hard  to  believe  that  shy  boy  is  going  to  be  a  father  in  a  few  months  and  the  third  sunday  of  june  will  always  be  all  about  him.

            as  they  stroll  along  the  shore ,  bathing  in  the  warm  glow  of  the  afternoon  sun ,  erin  can  barely  take  her  eyes  off  of  her  husband.  her  husband.  she  still can’t  believe  he  really  is  her  husband,  not  her  boyfriend.  husband.  while  she  continues  to  gaze  at  him  as  if  he  hung  the  stars  and  the  moon ,  she  comes  to  the  conclusion  that  neither  the  ocean ,  nor  the  blue ,  cloudless  sky  above  their  heads  can  compete  with  his  beauty.  the  corners  of  her  lips  twitch ,  a  look  of  sheer  happiness  passes  over  her  visage.  she  has  to  admit  that  despite  being  insanely  handsome ,  he  also  looks  a  bit  ridiculous  (  or  rather  ridiculously  adorable ) with  his  red  bandana  no  longer  tied  around  his  head  but  wrapped  tightly  a  few  inches  lower ,  covering  his  starry  eyes ,  preventing  him  from  peeking  and  ruining  the  surprise.  she  can’t  let  him  see  what’s  awaiting  him.  it  has  to  be  kept  secret  until  the  very  last  moment.  after  all ,  that’s  what  makes  things  even  more  exciting.  erin’s  right  arm  remains  draped  around  his  slim  hips ,  guiding  him  and  making  sure  he  doesn’t  lose  his  balance  now  that  she’s  taken  away  one  of  his  senses.  the  sand  is  warm  beneath  the  soles  of  her  bare  feet  (  she  could  barely  wait  and  took  her  wedges  off  the  second  she  parked  her  car  and  got  out  of  it  ) ,  tiny  grains  falling  from  her  skin  with  each  step.  she  blissfully  lifts  her  chin  a  little  higher ,  closing  her  eyes  for  a  second  as  the  salty  breeze  flows  through  her  dark  ringlets  and  kisses  her  rosy  cheeks.  her  blue  cotton  summer  dress  billowing ,  delicate  fabric  dancing  in  the  wind ,  threatening  to  uncover  what’s  beneath.  it  makes  her  giggle ,  has  her  feeling  all  carefree  and  joyous.  her  fingers  curl  a  little  tighter  around  axl’s  hip  as  she  pushes  herself  up  onto  her  tip  toes  and  plants  a  gentle  kiss  on  his  cheek.  she  wishes  they  could  spend  the  rest  of  their  lives  right  where  they  are.  ❛  alrighty !  it’s  right  in  front  of  you ,  ❜  she  softly  coos,  coming  to  a  stop.  ❛  are  you  ready  ?  ❜  to  finally  see  what  this  grand  surprise  is.  she’s  thrumming  with  a  combination  of  nerves  and  excitement  as  her  slender  fingers  carefully  work  on  undoing  the  knot.  with  his  red  strands  and  the  summer  wind  in  the  way ,  it  takes  her  a  good  minute  to  succeed.

            right  before  them ,  in  a  more  secluded  area  of  the  beach ,  with  a  beautiful  cliff  on  one  side  and  azure  waves  crashing  against  the  shore  on  the  other ,  erin’s  created  their  charming  picnic  spot.  all  she  needed  was  an  ounce  of  creativity.  when  combined  with  some  stunning ,  exotic  flowers ,  a  bohemian  teepee  tent ,  a  few  fire  logs  (  in  case  they  decide  to  stay  long  enough  to  watch  the  sun  set  on  the  horizon  and  it  gets  cold  )  and  some  sweet  treats ,  it  resulted  in  a  picture  perfect date  plan.  with  a  little  help  from  her  brother ,  erin’s  managed  to  make  it  look  more  than  just  decent  —  something  straight  out  of  a  movie  or  a  fairytale.  the  linen  walls  of  the  tent  are  meant  to  protect  them  from  the  wind  and  keep  the  bright  rays  away  from  her  husband’s  porcelain  skin.  garlands  made  of  lilies  and  peonies  adorning  the  entrance ,  their  smell  a  combination  of  sweetness  and  happiness.  inside  the  teepee ,  to  make  it  even  more  cozy  and  inviting ,  there’s  a  pile  of  soft  blankets  and  a  bunch  of  colorful  pillows ,  as  well  as  a  picnic  basket  with  all  kinds  of  delicious  teats  underneath  its  lid.  there’s  also  a  blue  bag  —  a  little  gift  from  their  unborn  child  to  the  greatest  daddy  in  the  world.  inside ,  among  torn  rose  petals  and  a  few  other  presents ,  he’ll  find  a  t-shirt  that  says  dada  bear  and  a  tiny  onesie  that  says  little  bear ,  an  album  with  pictures  of  them  and  captions  explaining  (  in  simple  yet  poetic  words  )  their  journey  together  from  the  night  they  met  to  the  day  they  found  out  they  were  having  a  baby ,  a  brand  new  video  camera  so  that  they’ll  be  able  to  record  all  the  precious  moments  with  their  son  or  daughter ,  a  tape  with  some  of  their  favorite  songs  turned  into  lullabies  that  her  brother  and  his  friends  had  worked  in  secret  for  weeks  on  and  a  red ,  heart - shaped  card  .  .  .  a  small  letter  from  their  baby  to  him ,  written  in  erin’s  handwriting :  

           happy  father’s  day,  daddy  !            it’s  the  very  first  one  that  we’re  celebrating  and  i’m  just  a  teeny  tiny  human  now  but  i  already  want  to  tell  you  so  many  things  !  first  and  foremost  — I  LOVE  YOU  SO  MUCH !  i  love  you  the  mostest  !  and  even  though  you  sometimes  doubt  yourself ,  i  know  that  you  are  the  best  daddy  in  the  whole  wide  world  and  i  am  so  grateful  that  it’s  you  i’ll  get  to  learn  from  in  the  future.  my  favorite  part  of  each  day  is  the  one  when  you  talk  or  sing  to  me ,  or  when  you  kiss  and  hug  me.  i  can’t  wait  to  finally  meet  you  and  fall  asleep  in  your  arms  or  on  your  chest  or  even  in  my  crib  with  you  watching  over  me  but  i  have  to  be  patient.  just  a  few  more  months ,  daddy.  i  may  not  be  able  to  give  you  many  precious  gifts  now  but  i  promise  to  draw  plenty  of  pretty  pictures  just  for  you  in  the  future  !  i’ll  bake  thousands  of  cakes  and  cookies  for  all  your  favorite  holidays  and  i’ll  sing  all  of  your  favorite  songs  in  the  car  with  you.  i  can’t  wait  to  finally  hug  you  back.  next  year ,  we’ll  do  all  these  fun  things  that  dads  and  their  babies  do  !  i’m  looking  forward  to  meeting  you  and  celebrating  many  more  father’s  days  with  you  —  the  coolest  daddy  in  the  universe  !              i  love  you  so  much ,              your  teeny  tiny  rose.

            clutching  her  husband’s  red  bandana  in  her  left  hand  and  squeezing  his  wrist  with  her  right  one ,  erin  carefully  studies  his  expression.  her  heart  has  somehow  left  her  chest  and  is  now  beating  within  the  confines  of  her  throat ,  not  even  the  delicate  breeze  can  carry  away  all  of  her  worries.  what  if  instead  of  making  him  happy ,  she’ll  only  stress  him  out  ? what  if  he  gets  upset  or  decides  the  gifts  she’s  picked  for  him  are  too  cheesy  ?  she  can  only  hope  it’s  not  too  much  for  him  to  handle.  after  all ,  she  wants  this  day  to  be  special ,  not  terrifying  and  stressful  for  him.  ❛  happy  father’s  day,  axy,  ❜  she  whispers ,  pressing  her  lips  to  his  soft  cheek  and  kissing  it  again.  her  hand  curling  a  little  tighter.  ❛  our  lion  cub  wanted  to  do  something  nice  for  his  or  her  favorite  dad  and  so  .  .  .  this  is  what  we  came  up  with.  we  know  you  like  picnics  and  the  ocean  ?  i  got  applesauce  and  peanut  butter  sandwiches  ?  happy  first  father’s  day ,  baby.  ❜

☆  ;  @thornrosed​

[neorattz]

[LF] dappervolk golden kelp pot + jeweled harp [H] art, flight rising, goatlings

hi everyone!!  i unfortunately wasn’t able to participate in the dappervolk kickstarter so i’m looking to trade for some of the items when dappervolk is LIVE!

here’s what i’m looking for: golden kelp pot, jeweled harp

in return i can give you art (examples here), goatlings sugar stars/retired items, and flight rising treasure/gems! in goatlings i can give you 60,000,000 ss and in flight rising i can give you 1956361 treasure + 1405 gems!

i am willing you trade you ANY COMBINATION OF THE THINGS I’M OFFERING for any of the 2 dappervolk items i’m looking for :D (priority bolded) below the cut you will find a list of the retired goatlings items i’m down to trade with the highlights at the top!

ty for reading and if you are interested please message me on discord, i’m neoratz#7246!

notable retired goatlings items Candy Heart Box (x2) Cloud Captain Chest Glitch Eye Patch Glitch Face Glitch Mark Haunted Doll AD Jack O Lantern Box (x2) Karl Groom RAD Nightmare Eater Mascot Box (x2) Pretty Penny Bride RAD Pumpkin Head Pumpkin Love RAD Shrine AD Shrine Bundle Shrine Hood Sweet Demon BG Sweet Demon Mascot Box (x10) Sweet Demon Wings (x2) Sweet Pea AD Sweet Pea Hood Tea Party Box Weird Witch AD Weird Witch Bag (x4) Weird Witch Smile Winter Fir Lucky Box

all my other retired goatlings items All Star AD (x15) All Star Ball (x40) All Star Bat (x40) All Star Plush (x40) Banana Peel (x20) Beach Playkit (x20) Berries And Cream AD (x5) Berries And Cream Earrings (x60) Berries And Cream Fork (x70) Berries And Cream Hat (x60) Berries And Cream Scarf (x60) Bat Bones Cake Black Bow Tie (x40) Black Fox Mask (x20) Blizzard Rose AD (x20) Blizzard Rose Base (x60) Blizzard Rose Bouquet (x40) Blizzard Rose Clip (x50) Blizzard Rose Scarf (x50) Blossom (x5) Blue All Star Stars (x30) Blue Egg 1 (x5) Blue Egg 2 (x3) Blue Egg 3 (x2) Blue Fox Mask (x20) Blue Icy Lips (x40) Blue Icy Wink (x40) Blue Plastic Egg (x70) Blue Starry Scarf (x40) Blue Yarn Sweater (x20) Blueberry Boba Tea (x20) Book Of Poems (x30) Broken Horn (x3) Brontosaurus Toy (x30) Bronze Goat Coin (x5) Candlestick (x10) Candy Corn Cutie AD (x10) Candy Corn Hair (x20) Candy Corn Sweater (x20) Canned Cherries (x3) Carousel AD (x30) Cats Eye Cake Cinnawitch Plush (x5) Citrus Hat (x30) Closed Terrarium (x50) Clover Float (x30) Clover Top (x30) Coastal Cutie Ice Pop (x40) Coastal Cutie Shades (x40) Coastal Cutie Top (x30) Cow Ears (x20) Cow Suit (x10) Date Night AD (x20) Date Night Face (x20) Date Night Ombre (x30) Date Night Top (x30) Dino Kid AD (x15) Disguise Glasses (x20) Disguise Specs (x15) Earth Shirt (x20) Ethos Gem 1 (x2) Ethos Gem 2 Firefly Jar (x30) Fish Bag (x5) Fledgling AD (x15) Fledgling Birds (x30) Fledgling Face (x40) Fledgling Nest (x40) Fledgling Wings (x40) Florist AD (x10) Fog Veil (x20) Found Treasure (x30) Frost Antlers (x30) Frost Leaf (x30) Gaia AD (x40) Goodnight Potion (x30) Grapefruit Slice Icon (x20) Graveyard Cake Green Yarn Sweater (x40) GU Diploma Held Gift Box (x5) Herbalist AD (x10) Herbalist Capelet (x40) Herbalist Hat (x40) Herbalist Horns (x30) Herbalist Scarf (x40) Jar Of Lemonade (x40) Jestling Box (x10) Kitty Hair Clip (x30) Lavender Boba Tea (x20) Lemon Slice Icon (x20) Lily Of The Valley AD (x30) Long Citrus Hair (x40) Love Kiss (x40) Lucky Bowtie (x5) Lucky Clover (x50) Lucky Crown (x5) Lucky Face (x5) Lucky Laurel (x5) Lucky Rabbit AD (x10) Malt Shop AD (x10) Malt Shop Face (x10) Malt Shop Fries (x10) Malt Shop Hat (x15) Malt Shop Tray (x10) Maple Leaf Soap (x40) Masked Rival AD (x2) Melancholy Poet AD (x20) Messenger Of Peace AD (x10) Nightmare Eater Blob (x30) Old Empty Locket (x2) Old Photo (x5) Open Terrarium (x40) Orange Slice Icon (x20) Peaceful Cloak (x30) Peaceful Crown (x30) Peaceful Hair (x20) Peach Boba Tea (x20) Phoenix Fox Feather (x10) Picnic Basket (x50) Picnicling AD (x30) Pinecone (x10) Pink All Star Stars (x40) Pink Bow Tie (x40) Pink Fox Mask (x10) Pink Yarn Sweater (x30) Pumpkin Seeds (x20) Pumpkin Spice AD (x3) Purple Starry Scarf (x40) Pyramid Terrarium (x50) Radioactive Cow Plush (x10) Rock And Roll AD (x5) Rock And Roll Hair (x20) Rock And Roll Jacket (x20) Rock And Roll Star (x20) Rose Gold AD (x30) Rose Gold Cape (x30) Rose Gold Crown (x30) Rose Gold Face (x30) Rose Gold Hair (x30) Rune Stones (x30) Scissors (x20) Sea Glass Necklace (x80) Seamstress AD (x10) Shooting Star Potion (x30) Short Citrus Hair (x40) Sleepy Farm BG (x10) Slice Of Life AD (x30) Sparkler AD (x20) Sparkler Eyes (x60) Sparkler Feathers (x30) Sparkler Ribbon (x30) Springtime Divine AD (x10) Springtime Divine Flower (x40) Springtime Divine Hair (x30) Springtime Divine Halo (x30) Sprout Shirt (x20) Squid Plush (x10) Star Chart (x30) Stargazer AD (x10) Summer Water Face (x60) Summer Waters AD (x30) Sweet Dreams AD (x10) Sweet Dreams PJs (x40) Sweet Dreams Potion (x50) Sweet Dreams Sleep Mask (x40) Sweet Kiss (x40) Sweet Treat AD (x10) Sweet Treat Ears (x20) Sweet Treat Horns (x20) Sweet Treat Sprinkles (x30) Thread (x20) Treasure Cord (x20) Treasure Horns (x20) Treasure Hunter AD (x20) Treasure Robe (x30) Triceratops Toy (x30) Tuft Of Fur (x5) Tyrannosaurus Rex Toy (x20) UFO Veil (x20) Western Rogue AD (x15) Western Rogue Face (x10) Western Rogue Garb (x20) Western Rogue Hair (x20) Western Rogue Hat (x10) White Fox Mask (x20) Yarn Ball Hat (x30) Yarnling AD (x10) Yellow All Star Stars (x40) Yellow Yarn Sweater (x30)

[tzeentchs-secretary-tea-time]

💐 A bouquet of the flowers Kyete gave her ages ago, the ones that looked like starry space made into petals, combined with white roses and forget-me-nots. [...I think that's a thing that happened, right? I need to make a list of Kyete's gifts.]

[Yes indeed, the sparkly galaxy flowers.]

"DARLING! You managed to make them GROW!" Kyete practically bounces into Evren's arms with excitement. "Do you know what that means?"

[sye216-fr]

Lair review for schnauze #22284

radioactive is one of my favorite colors on the site, so im ALWAYS drawn to a dragon that has it. fuckin especially if said radioactive dragon has pintrail or jagros. there’s such a mess of eyeburny goodness going on here where do i even start. i love how the black accents in the radioactive trail are echoed in the gloves/stockings, tail tangle/crown, and raven sylvan filigree, since the radioactive jaguar doesn’t have those dark accents as much. the way the mint underbelly goes with the cyan accents of the radioactive trail is just 👌👌👌 the best shit. i want to kiss this dragon.

this dragon’s name being gogh definitely draws to attention that she looks like she came straight out of the starry night painting, thats for damn sure. those light yellow accents in her coloration match gorgeously with the light halo and the celestial attendant, and the night sky silks and cloak definitely add to the visual of this dragon referencing starry night. i would wish upon this dragon if i saw her flying through the air at night.

god the seraph jewelry looks SO good on this dragon. like sometimes im iffy about them as apparel pieces but this dragon is a really good example of how to work that jewelry. i really like how the pale parts of the jewelry match the maise lace?? and how there’s just the tiniest dash of blue in the lucky sage bits and lucky woodtreads?? plus the big splash of orange  in the wing covers to sort of bring together the dark reds of the dragon’s coloration and the pale yellow of the seraph jewelry set. i also like how the leg scars imply this dragon has seen some shit despite being draped in pretty fancy jewelry, like this dragon is stylin and fabulous but she’ll still fuq u up.

oh man, talk about AMAZING color combos. the dark red accents in the abyss trail match SO well with the blood primary it’s absolutely NUTS. and the outfit matches the colors so well it should be illegal?? it was like the chasmcrawler’s set was MADE for this exact gene+color combination. the arctic coat along with the icicle chains, the winter wind, and the sanddune rags just make this dragon look like he’d fallen off a cliff in the frigid mountains and disappeared for a while and then came back mysteriously...off. like something happened in those mountains that left him strange.

i already liked this dragon from the thumbnail since she was such a soft pink and had some rainbow silks on (im a sucker for that Rainbow) and then i actually got a good look at her full-size and i gasped. the accent is... gorgeous??? and matches stunningly well with those rainbow silks? the soft iridescent rainbows of the bubbles echoing the rainbow silks is just stunning. if there was ever a dragon deserving of the name “sweetie” it’s DEFINITELY this girl. the lemon stained adds such an interesting warm depth to the rose cryface, as if she was made of frozen pink lemonade. this dragon smells like a bouquet of roses. i want to hug her.

seafoam is another one of those colors im gay for, so when i saw this boy from the thumbnail i knew i had to pick him as a dragon to review. i love a dragon that shines with a minimalist outfit, and this is definitely a good example of that. the rose underbelly just goes so well with the pink silks its nuts???? i love how the banana iridescent has a slight green tint on the lower half of the wings that just brings it together with the seafoam primary like it was meant to go together. the light halo on top of the lightning halo is also super fucking cool. it’s the busiest part of the dragon visually, but since the cyan of the halo is really close to the seafoam primary and the light halo is yellow like the banana secondary the two halos on top of each other are a gorgeous echo of the colors of the dragon itself. and since the rest of the dragon is more minimalist, the relative busy look of the halos works just fine without being overwhelming in any way. it’s fuckin great. 👌

pearl is... so good. i will always fall in love with pearl dragons. and pastel rose thorn set? matches the coloration so well i can hardly believe it. speaking of apparel pieces that look like they were made for a specific color set, god. dragons with narrow color schemes can work VERY well, and when you have apparel that matches the dragon’s colors THIS well... special shoutout to pearl bee for looking extra fucking gorgeous with all those darker purples in the silhouettes of the rest of the dragon’s body. also i like how the arcane eyes match the pinker color of the inside of the dragon’s ear where the rest of the pearl accents are more purple? she’s just so pretty i can barely stand it. 10/10

as i stated earlier, im an absolute sucker for those good good rainbows, so when i saw the thumbnail for this boy i was just like 👌👀👀👀 black with rainbow accents is just the stuff of DREAMS so this accent on top of a triple obsidian dragon is just the kind of eye candy that i eat up like fuckin thanksgiving dinner. like sherbet, this is another example of a dragon that really doesn’t need a very complex outfit, because the pieces on right now and the accent do enough of the heavy lifting in terms of visual punch that more apparel would be unnecessary. i especially LOVE how the light greys of the white raven armor echo the white patches of piepaint. i’m not much of a piepaint aficionado  but the already patchy nature of the accent means it just looks like it’s already part of the accent (i almost thought it was until i looked closer at his genes LMAO). stunning rainbow boi.

[cielizzydefencesquad]

Any ships hmm~ then can I have a Lizzy x Finny pretty please?

Ohhh goodness—Lizzy x Finny??! The ultimate sunshine couple! Can the world even handle their combined adorableness??? XD

Who is more likely to catch a cold? Finny—no one can match Lizzy’s superhuman immune system lmao but Finny thinks being sick when Lizzy’s around is probably one of the best things ever. Lizzy cocoons him in blankets before cuddling up next to him, volumes of fairytales and poetry in hand. Finny can’t read that well and has never heard of some of the works Lizzy loves so in the beginning he was horribly embarrassed that he might look a fool in front of this beautiful sunshine princess. (“W-would you mind teaching me?” Finny asked in a rush, face heating up in embarrassment. “I—I’d like to be able to read with you. To talk with you about something you’re so passionate about, Miss Elizabeth.” —> to which Lizzy, after taking Finny by the hand, smiled warmly. “It’s Lizzy,” she insisted softly, “please call me Lizzy.”) Now, one of Finny and Lizzy’s favorite things to do when he’s sick is to have Lizzy read out loud to him as he cuddles next to her, a mug of orange blossom tea in hand.

Who hogs the blankets? Lizzy. She’s not used to sharing a bed but once she found out she was pretty much leaving Finnian in the cold she was horrified but Finny just smiled, “It’s not bother, Miss Eliz—er, Lizzy. In fact, I could just hold you when we sleep, that way we’ll both keep warm!” (Cue Lizzy blushing madly because Finny’s hands are so much bigger than hers and he likes tracing patterns on her arms and shoulders when they’re lying down. She loves the feel of his calloused fingertips on her rosy-pale skin.)

Who kills all the flowers? Neither! In their eyes this is damn near sacrilegious lol Finny likes to surprise Lizzy with new bouquets every day and sometimes helps braid flowers into her hair. (He’s good with his hands.)

Who eats all the candy before Halloween? Well Finny used to but after kissing Lizzy for the first time declared, “I don’t need candy anymore. I just want your kisses. They’re the sweetest things I’ve ever tasted.”

Who takes the longest showers? Lizzy! She definitely needs time to unwind after a long day of training, studying, and social responsibilities. (Finnian’s taken to decorating the bathroom hallway with vases of orange blossoms because Lizzy once mentioned their scent helps her relax.)  

Who goes to bed at 5am but wakes up at 8am? Neither—they both head to bed at 10 PM and wake up at 7 AM.

Who makes sure the other has a healthy breakfast? Finny :) this sweetie pie worries that Lizzy might not be eating enough to keep up with her strenuous training regime so he built a little fruit patch near their flower garden, that way Lizzy could always have fresh strawberries and pears every morning.

What pets do they have? They have a white canary named Boudica (after the Iceni warrior-queen who led an uprising against the invading Romans in 60 AD). Finny found the injured canary in the nearby woods and took it home; he and Lizzy nursed her back to health together and Boudica’s stayed with them since.

Wedding

Who proposes? Finny does. —> With Bard, Mey-Rin, Snake, and Sebastian’s help Finny built a little rose cottage near the border of the Phantomhive domain with white washed walls, a sloping grey roof, and a front garden filled with roses and strawberries. A white picket fence surrounds the area while rose vines climb the brick chimney and white walls. It’s here that Finny prepared a light, simple meal for him and Lizzy to share just as the rose bloom dusk is giving way to starry lavender and hints of dark blue. With trembling fingers and a rapidly beating heart, Finny got down on one knee and confessed, “I know I don’t deserve you Lizzy but I—I love you. I love you and just want to make you happy for the rest of your life. Won’t you please marry me?”

Who actually enjoyed the planning? They both did! Finny was pretty indifferent to everything except the flower arrangements—he and Lizzy chose wild roses, baby’s breath, and blue hyacinths.

Would their wedding be small or grand? Small! A countryside wedding in the backyard of their rose cottage with only immediate family members and close friends in attendance.

Which guest was happiest to see them get married? Ciel. Even though he’ll never admit it, all he’s ever wanted was to see Lizzy like this, joyous and laughing. To know that she was happy and safe, free from the burdens and dangers of the world, encased in light and smiling by the still-blooming roses.

Children

How many children would they have? 2-3. Both Lizzy and Finny love children so they’ll definitely have more than one.

Would they adopt or have them naturally? Naturally.

Who is the strictest parent? Lizzy. She wants her children to be well-educated and responsible, to care for and be able to protect one another later on.

Are their children in homeschool or public school? They attend a private school in London alongside their cousins.

Who is the favorite parent? They both are! This is the sunshine couple with their sunflower children—they adore one another equally. (It’s probably the healthiest family in all of Kuro lmao)

Who checks on the kids in the middle of the night? Finny. Dropping a kiss on Lizzy’s shoulder, he gets up to check on their sons and daughters, seeing them and feeling an overwhelming tidal wave of love rushing through him.

Who decorated the nursery? They both did! Since they live in a rose cottage the walls are already white and their floors are made of dark rosewood. They have beautiful garret windows that let in white sunshine and the fragrance of wild roses. The furniture is satinwood; Finny hand carved roses and rambling vines on them and on every available surface there are vases of red roses in pale blue milk jugs.

[alishbakhanus]

Decoration ideas for summer weddings

The time of year when you have decided to say "yes, I do" will set the mood for the big day. Thus, if you get married in the middle of summer, you cannot miss some cheerful and colorful wedding invitations, some refreshing drinks for the guests or a light but exquisite meal at the same time. Nor a wedding dress made with light and light fabrics, nor a fresh groom suit. As for the bridal decoration, there are several original ideas for weddings that will come in handy to convey the warmth characteristic of the season and to create atmospheres full of charm. These proposals will help you to achieve it. So ... take inspiration from them!

A touch of color.

To speak of summer is to speak of colors such as white, blue –turquoise, navy, cobalt, light blue …– and citrus –lime green, peach orange, lemon yellow…. But they are not the only dominant ones, but red, pink, fuchsia, green and pastels also have a place. Various shades that will fill the wedding scene with vitality and joy, don't you think? Anyway, the ideal is that you choose a color palette that includes white, since this tone is usually associated with freshness.

¿ Where adds these colors? In key elements of the celebration. It can be in the flowers, ribbons or bows that will adorn the chairs of the ceremony ; in the floral compositions and fabrics that will give life to the altar of a civil wedding –especially if it is celebrated outdoors–; in the centerpieces in which plants, glass bowls, vases and candles will not be lacking; in the balloons, pompoms or pennants that will dress different special corners , such as the signature book or the ideas for the photo call, in the accessories of the bridal outfit of the protagonists of the day, such as the bridal headdress or the groom's tie ... It is clear that the possibilities are numerous and varied.

Summer reasons.

In this type of links, summer motifs are common, which will harmonize perfectly with all decoration ideas for weddings in full trend. Which are we talking about? Well, of marine elements such as, for example, starfish, shells, anchors, fish, boats, sand or corals; with beach motifs , such as sarongs, peas, sunglasses, flip flops, Japanese umbrellas and straw hats, which in turn can be very practical and customizable gifts for wedding guests ; and tropical motifs such as palm trees, tree leaves, pelicans and flamingos.

More options? Of course! The seasonal fruits, such as watermelon, cherries, plums, apricots, nectarines and pineapples, as well as having a great chromatic intensity, emerge a wonderful aroma and will be the perfect complement to wear anywhere. Also, ice creams, which you can include as part of the ideas for the candy bar, or sunscreen and mosquito repellent, which can complete the emergency kit for the companions or be at their disposal in the vanity area of the bathroom to that can be used whenever necessary.

Seasonal flowers: a must!

Seasonal flowers can be another element with which to decorate summer links. However, and although their combinations and uses are endless , these are some of the most characteristic: hydrangeas , with one of the longest blooms; wildflowers such as lavender or feverfew, which will add a rustic touch to the setting; sunflowers , with that special color that will make everyone present fall in love; petunias , with a wide variety of shades available and a captivating beauty; the violets, perfumed and sweet; the snapdragons, with a particular beauty and elegance, and the carnations, with lighter tones and others full of passion. Not forgetting roses, gardenias or peonies, which will look great in any classic bouquet. Ideally, you should be advised by a professional florist to find out the most popular combinations.

No space should be exempt from the great beauty of flowers. And is that a good floral decoration, in addition to being attractive, will be perfect for photos of the big day. You can use them in the natural bridal bouquet - or choose it preserved in case you prefer not to run the risk of the flowers spoiling in the heat -; in the garlands that you put for decoration at the banquet; in the wedding car ; in the flower crown that the protagonist of the day will wear; in the aisle to the altar ; in the seating plan or on the reception tables , for example. Your possibilities are limitless!

Take advantage of the celebration space.

Good weather will allow you to make the most of the outdoor areas. So, if you have in mind an outdoor celebration in gardens, a field, a beach or a terrace, do not stop exploiting the resources that nature offers you. For example, the characteristic greens of trees, plants, and shrubs will serve as an ornament on their own. To beautify them, you can hang items on them that will give a very beautiful dreamy look. This is the case, for example, of vaporous fabrics, wicker hearts, dream catchers, Chinese lamps, stars, candle holders, mirror suns or bells that, if a gentle breeze blows, will create a sweet melody instantly. More options? How about placing open suitcases on the ground in a clear nod to summer vacations, or floats for those nautical-type weddings?

Also, the sea or the sand of the beach will act as natural decorative elements, which, in addition, can inspire the centerpieces with colorful fish tanks and the design of the bridal stationery. More things? Use bundles of straw as benches in an outdoor ceremony. They will add a sensational touch to rustic chic "yes, I do." Top them with some colored fabrics and a fan so that each attendee can beat the heat ... and voila! The straw bales can also serve as a support for decorative or informational wooden signs, signature book or vintage cages . And if lunch or dinner takes place around a large poolWhat do you think about filling it with petals, water lilies or letters with a message? The same will work for a fountain or a pond.

Refreshment corner.

A brilliant and sure option that is highly applauded by those who received your 2020 wedding invitations is to place a corner of soft drinks, such as flavored waters, lemonades, horchatas, slushies, beers, mojitos or tropical cocktails . A perfect decision if the "yes, I do" is celebrated in the summer months and outdoors! And in addition to being a very useful option to hydrate everyone present, you will achieve that the intensity of its colors decorate this space. Also the tonalities of the food can give you a lot of color play. This is the case of gazpacho, sushi or avocado cream, for example. Some colored crystal glasses, some plates in cheerful tones and some multicolored striped straws will do the rest. The result will be great!

Take care of the lighting.

If the wedding band exchange or the wedding banquet will be in the evening, don't forget to pay special attention to the lighting. On a decorative level, you can lean towards garlands of led lights , either as a starry sky, as a curtain or placing them tangled in the trunks, climbing plants and foliage of the environment. A unique scenery that will be immortalized by the photographer's lens, so you can always keep the image alive. What other items can you use? Lanterns, candles, torches, led bulbs, luminous letters, neon lights or suspended lamps , for example.

Harmonic tables.

At the banquet tables, full-color crockery , hand-painted or with well-crafted designs will be a sure hit. In this case, better select a white tablecloth to create an aesthetic and harmonious contrast. If, on the contrary, the tablecloth is with flowers or other patterns, choose white plates or in ecru tones. Likewise, colored stained glasses , of different formats, sizes and textures, will be the perfect complement for informal ties, especially on bare wooden tables. Cheerful and original pieces that will add a very summer atmosphere.

Special corners.

Why not put a chill out corner on B-day? Those who will accompany you on your big wedding date will appreciate it, because that way they will have a place to rest between dancing and dancing. Decorate it with cushions, retro chairs, sofas, pallets, flowers, rugs, Balinese beds, light fabrics and poufs , a composition that will make a difference and create a comfortable and enveloping environment. Another fun idea for the wedding is to decorate the dance area with ice cream and fruit carts, delicious options for all tastes and audiences.

With all these tips , the link in the hottest months will be an absolute success. In the end, it is only about materializing and translating those ideas that most attract your attention and that best match your tastes and personalities. The guests, dressed in their best suits and fresh party dresses , will be looking forward to the big day and sharing the moments of happiness with you. Finally, you only have to open the dance floor and… let the party begin! Of course, do not forget to prepare a list of personal wedding songs to dismantle and move your skeleton.

Courtesy: Best wedding planner in Lahore.

[jmcflorist-blog]

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[thegloober]

Beautiful wedding in Cyprus with white and green hues

The gorgeous lovebirds of today’s wedding decided to seal their love in Tochni, one of the oldest villages of Cyprus island. Liza and Hector dreamed of a wedding that combines elegant and rustic style together. After their beautiful ceremony, the couple and their guests celebrated their love in an outdoor venue which was adorned with wooden tables, ghost chairs, greenery garlands, fresh white flowers and gorgeous gold tableware. The dominant hues were white, green and brown which were the perfect choice for such a beautiful rustic chic wedding! See all the details of this dreamy wedding through the following photos by Louis Gabriel Photography!

The bride shared with us: “We first met at a student Halloween party in Manchester, UK, but our story really began a year later. After a few years together, we went on what I believed was no more than our next little adventure together – a beach holiday trip to Santorini and Zakynthos. On our second day in Santorini, we decided to go on an island tour ahead of the date night Hector had arranged for us at some ‘famous fish restaurant’ that evening. As the tour went on, and we obviously ran late, I could tell that Hector was getting more and more nervous about ‘missing our reservation’. More nervous than I’d ever expect him to be about running late for a dinner reservation. Long story short, it all finally made sense when I realized that Hector had actually planned so much more than just another romantic date night. He’d planned out a beautiful and private evening for the two of us, kicked off with an unexpected intimate proposal at our dinner on the beach surrounded by candles and tiki torches.”

“The ceremony took place in the rustic and beautiful 19th-century Agios Constantinos and Agia Eleni church in Tochni village. The church is located on the sacred ground where Roman Emperor Constantine’s mother Helena had built a temple when visiting the island. The ceremony and prayers were led by two priests who performed the wedding ceremony in Greek, English and Russian. We mainly picked Cyprus as our destination to ensure that Hector’s grandmothers could attend and celebrate with us, but of course the warm weather was a lovely bonus! With friends and family travelling in from 13 countries across the globe, we wanted to ensure that the location would also make a perfect holiday spot (so we could spend a little more time with them too).”

“I wanted a wedding dress that not only looked great, but to also matched the overall theme of the wedding. It all came together in the classy and elegant dress by an Italian designer Eddy K from his exclusive Sky collection. It was an ivory, mermaid style backless dress made with exquisite and delicate lace, and a long train.”

“Funny enough, the favourite moment of our wedding is the same for both of us – first seeing each other before the ceremony. I was coming up the stairs that lead to the church with my heart pounding, worrying about whether Hector would like the way I looked and all the things that could possibly go wrong. However, the moment I saw Hector and his reaction, time froze and for a few moments it felt like there was no one else around. There was something very special in that moment of pure happiness and excitement to beginning a life-long adventure together.”

“The goal was an evening that felt both enchanted and elegant. By combining table-top elegance with a surrounding abundance of romantic candlelight under a starry sky, a truly magical atmosphere was created. The predominant colors we chose were olive green, gold and white. For my flower bouquet I picked white roses, blue thistle and assorted greenery.”

“We used a mix of round and long wooden tables to create a symmetrical floorplan that would allow our guests to mingle, move around freely and have easy access to both the dance floor and serving areas. To compliment the varying tables, we also chose a combination of wooden bistro and clear Kartell chairs. Round tables were decorated with tall white and green flower arrangements whilst the long tables had overflowing foliage garlands leading towards the dance floor. Our head table was decorated with a rich overflowing flower garland and the chairs featured a ‘better together’ cut-out. The entire venue was filled with hundreds of candles in clear, mercury and gold holders as well as tea light baubles hanging off the trees”.

“We also settled on a chess board floor which complimented the symmetric layout. The edge of the venue was turned into an ‘entertainment zone’ with a polaroid camera, props, guest book and some games for children who were attending the reception. The little cartoon characters we’d had designed for our wedding invitations also made some subtle appearances throughout the night, putting an emphasis on our story about finding each other even though we were born on opposite sides of the globe. You could find our little illustration 3D printed on the top of our cake, on our home-made honey wedding favors and on our bride-or-groom game sheets. Just enough to be seen, but not enough to deter from the theme of the evening.”

“Pinterest boards and wedding magazines were some good starting points, but we really wanted to create something completely unique to us and our story. Most of the ideas came from frappe-fuelled brainstorming sessions with our talented planner Stavros from Fresh Events, who helped coordinate and culminate so many of our ideas into a truly magical night.”

“On the topic of language and culture, we also made sure that some traditions from both our backgrounds were featured prominently. For example, we made sure to include the Russian ‘salt and bread’ tradition, which was both sentimental and provided laughs for our guests when we had to split the loaf to see who’d ‘wear the trousers’ in the marriage. Overall – don’t let external pressures take away from your special day – eat, have fun and celebrate with people who are truly important to you!”

Advice to a bride-to-be: “Make it your own day and be sure to incorporate things that are important to you as a couple. We wanted to celebrate our special day in an intimate setting with our families and closest friends, but most of our guests had never met before. Hosting a boat party just days before the official ceremony allowed everyone to meet, mingle and overcome language barriers”.

“It is also extremely important to take a few moments to show appreciation for each other too. Planning a wedding can sometimes overwhelm you and result in losing sight of the fact that a wedding is your celebration together. Hector made a heartfelt speech and surprised me with a rendition of ‘Lava song’ performed by his best man. I surprised Hector with a Spanish dance – and you should have seen his face!”

Source: https://bloghyped.com/beautiful-wedding-in-cyprus-with-white-and-green-hues/

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How to Select the Appropriate Fragrance For the Occasion?

Obtaining utilised a quantity of various fragrances over the many years, I recognize that I usually ask myself two inquiries when picking a new scent. The very first question is how do we know what perfume or cologne will be the greatest fit with our skin chemistry? The 2nd query is what scent will be most appropriate for the event for which we intend to wear it? There are hundreds of distinct fragrances on present-day market, which can make selecting the proper scent even more challenging. Fragrance wearers typically pick new scents based mostly on the fragrance or cologne that other people are sporting. They may recognize a fragrance they like on a friend, loved ones member or co-employee and inquire them what they are wearing, commenting on the simple fact that it smells wonderful. On obtaining the solution, they pay a visit to a fragrance shop to attempt this particular brand name and see how nicely it fits them. Sadly, a fragrance that functions properly on a single individual is not always effectively suited to absolutely everyone. There are much better ways to find a best fragrance that you can put on with confidence and uncover a fantastic match that will become your personal signature scent for a long time to come. The intention of this article is to give the long term fragrance consumers some advice that will support them in producing their fragrance selection easier and help them stay away from purchasing perfumes and colognes that are not the appropriate fit for them. The very first phase associated in shopping for perfume or cologne is to examine the scent class. Floral fragrances consist of huge selection of bouquets such as roses, jasmine, lily of the valley and several others. They are at times combined with hints of other delicate scents such as vanilla to produce a properly well balanced lighter fragrance that is ideal for a passionate night or starry night time. Floral fragrances are the greatest team to choose from. The citrus fragrances contain a mix of fruits such as lime, tangerine, lemon and mandarin, creating extremely refreshing aromas. These fragrances are largely worn for the duration of the evening, or in the business office. Oriental fragrances derive from mixture of spices, resins, amber, balsams and other exotic aromas. These fragrances are extensively utilised for winter season evenings. The concentration of the scent is next issue to contemplate when acquiring a new fragrance. Pure fragrance is the most concentrated fragrance and is also the most pricey. It stays on your body for the longest period of time of time. Cologne has the minimum focus of scents. As a lighter fragrance, it is advised for dress in by gentlemen and ladies in the office. Putting on lighter perfume or cologne requires much more regular application given that they evaporate significantly more quickly, especially in the summer season months. The 3rd classification of fragrance is perhaps the most crucial aspect to consider. It is really important to decide on right fragrance to match the distinct event for which it will be worn. armani perfumes For illustration, a very strong, pure fragrance would be inappropriate to use at the office. In an place of work placing, perfumes that are as well powerful could lead to complications. For an celebration this sort of as a romantic date, the fragrance wearer ought to take into account putting on a single of the floral fragrances, perhaps one with some pheromone scents to appeal to the reverse sexual intercourse with seductive attraction. There is a wide variety of romantic fragrances to choose from. The greatest teams of the fragrances are informal or daytime put on fragrances, which are common scents that can be utilised for many events. Evening put on perfumes or colognes are primarily oriental fragrances with mix of spices, resins, amber and other unique aroma oils, worn to increase a warm and unique emotion in the night. Listed here it should be observed that there are some spots you shouldn't wear any fragrances. For instance, fragrances need to not be worn in the medical center or when visiting a quite sick individual. In the same way, in places with crowded situations such as church buildings, movie theaters, airplanes and and so on., it is not advised that one wears robust fragrances or in some situations it is greatest if no fragrance is worn in these spots. When you do choose to put on fragrances in these areas, take into account donning a fragrance that is gentle.

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Rose, Lily, Gypsy, Starry, Wrapping paper, flower shape ribbon

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Rose, Lily, Gypsy, Starry, Wrapping paper, flower shape ribbon