#adjustable baby bangles

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Personalised Baby Bangles: A Perfect Keepsake for Your Little One

When it comes to celebrating the birth of a baby, few gifts are as timeless and cherished as personalised baby bangles. These exquisite pieces of jewellery not only add a touch of elegance to your baby's wardrobe but also serve as a lasting memento that can be treasured for years to come. Whether you're considering a baby gold bracelet or a baby's gold bangle, these items offer a blend of tradition, beauty, and personalisation that make them truly special.

The Charm of Personalised Baby Bangles

A Unique and Personal Touch

Personalised baby bangles are a wonderful way to create a unique keepsake for your child. Engraving your baby’s name, birth date, or a special message on the bangle makes it a one-of-a-kind piece that holds significant sentimental value. This personal touch ensures that the bangle is more than just a piece of jewellery; it becomes a cherished heirloom that tells a story and celebrates a momentous occasion.

High-Quality Craftsmanship

When selecting a personalised baby bangle, it's important to choose one that is crafted with high-quality materials. Baby gold bracelets and gold bangles are particularly popular due to their durability and timeless appeal. Gold is not only beautiful but also hypoallergenic, making it a safe choice for your baby’s delicate skin. Opt for bangles made from 9ct or 18ct gold to ensure longevity and a stunning finish.

A Timeless Tradition

Gold jewellery has been a part of many cultures for centuries, often symbolising wealth, status, and good fortune. Gifting a baby gold bracelet or a baby’s gold bangle continues this tradition, welcoming the newborn with a symbol of prosperity and love. These bangles are often passed down through generations, becoming a treasured family heirloom.

Choosing the Perfect Baby Gold Bracelet

Design and Style

When choosing a baby gold bracelet, consider the design and style that will best suit your child. From simple and classic designs to more elaborate and intricate patterns, there is a wide range of options available. Some popular styles include:

Plain Gold Bangles: Simple and elegant, these bangles are perfect for everyday wear and can easily match any outfit.

Engraved Bangles: Personalised with your baby’s name or a special message, these bangles add a personal touch that makes them truly unique.

Charm Bangles: Featuring small charms such as hearts, stars, or animals, these bangles add a playful element to your baby’s jewellery collection.

Sizing and Safety

Ensuring the bangle fits comfortably is crucial. Most baby bangles are designed to be adjustable, allowing for a secure and comfortable fit as your baby grows. It's also important to check that the bangle has smooth edges and a secure clasp to prevent any discomfort or safety hazards.

The Benefits of Gifting a Baby’s Gold Bangle

A Lasting Keepsake

One of the most significant benefits of gifting a baby gold bracelet or bangle is that it serves as a lasting keepsake. Unlike clothes or toys that are quickly outgrown or discarded, a gold bangle can be kept and cherished for a lifetime. As your child grows, the bangle can serve as a beautiful reminder of their early years and the love and care that surrounded them.

A Versatile Gift

Personalised baby bangles are suitable for various occasions, making them a versatile gift choice. Whether it’s for a christening, a birthday, or a baby shower, a gold bangle is a thoughtful and meaningful present that will be appreciated by both the parents and the child.

Enhancing Family Traditions

Gifting a baby’s gold bangle can also help to enhance family traditions. Many families have a tradition of passing down jewellery from one generation to the next. By giving a personalised baby bangle, you are not only creating a new family heirloom but also contributing to the continuation of a cherished family tradition.

Where to Buy Personalised Baby Bangles

When purchasing a personalised baby bangle, it's important to choose a reputable jeweller who specialises in baby jewellery. Look for jewellers who offer high-quality materials, expert craftsmanship, and customisation options. Online retailers and local jewellers both offer a variety of options, but be sure to read reviews and check their credentials to ensure you are making a wise investment.

Conclusion

Personalised baby bangles are more than just pieces of jewellery; they are keepsakes that carry memories, traditions, and love. Whether you choose a simple baby gold bracelet or an intricately designed baby’s gold bangle, this timeless gift is sure to be treasured for years to come. As you celebrate the arrival of a new baby, consider the lasting impact of a personalised bangle—a beautiful token of affection that will be cherished forever.

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The Perfect Christening Gift: Personalized Baby Bangles and Bracelets

A christening is a momentous occasion, marking the beginning of a child's spiritual journey. It's a time for celebration, family gatherings, and finding the perfect gift to commemorate the day. If you're searching for a thoughtful and timeless present, personalized baby bangles and bracelets make exceptional choices. Here’s why these beautiful pieces of jewellery are the ideal christening gift and some tips on how to choose the perfect one.

Why Personalized Baby Bangles and Bracelets?

1. A Keepsake to Cherish: Personalized baby bangles and bracelets are not just accessories; they are keepsakes that will be treasured for years to come. These pieces of jewellery can be kept as mementoes of the christening day, carrying sentimental value as the child grows older.

2. Unique and Thoughtful: Adding a personal touch, such as engraving the baby’s name, initials, or the date of the christening, makes the gift unique. It shows thoughtfulness and care, making it clear that you’ve put effort into choosing something special.

3. High Quality and Durability: Baby bangles and bracelets are often made from high-quality materials like sterling silver or gold, ensuring they are durable and long-lasting. These precious metals are hypoallergenic, making them safe for a baby’s delicate skin.

4. A Symbol of Blessings: Jewellery has long been a symbol of blessings and good wishes. By gifting a personalized bangle or bracelet, you're bestowing your blessings upon the child, hoping for their health, happiness, and prosperity.

Choosing the Perfect Personalized Baby Bangle or Bracelet

When selecting a personalized baby bangle or bracelet, consider the following factors to ensure you choose the perfect gift:

1. Material: Opt for materials that are gentle on a baby’s skin. Sterling silver and gold are popular choices due to their hypoallergenic properties and timeless appeal. Silver bangles often symbolize purity and new beginnings, making them especially fitting for a christening.

2. Size and Adjustability: Babies grow quickly, so it's important to choose a bangle or bracelet that can be adjusted to fit as they grow. Many baby bangles come with an adjustable clasp or a design that can expand, ensuring the child can wear the jewellery for several years.

3. Personalization Options: Decide on how you want to personalize the bangle or bracelet. Common options include engraving the baby’s name, initials, birth date, or the date of the christening. Some jewellers also offer the option to add small charms or birthstones for an extra touch of personalization.

4. Design: Choose a design that is both beautiful and suitable for a baby. Simple and elegant designs are often the best, avoiding anything too bulky or intricate that might be uncomfortable for a baby to wear. Classic designs with a smooth finish are ideal, ensuring they are safe and comfortable.

5. Presentation: Consider the presentation of the gift. Many personalized baby bangles and bracelets come in beautiful gift boxes or pouches, adding an extra touch of elegance. You might also want to include a heartfelt note or a christening card to accompany the gift.

Where to Buy Personalized Baby Bangles and Bracelets

Finding the perfect personalized baby bangle or bracelet is easier than ever with many online and high street jewellers offering a wide range of options. Here are a few tips on where to look:

1. Online Jewellers: Websites like Etsy, Not On The High Street, and specialized jewellers offer a vast selection of customizable baby bangles and bracelets. These platforms allow you to browse various designs and personalization options from the comfort of your home.

2. High Street Jewellers: Local jewellers often carry a selection of baby jewellery and can provide personalized engraving services. Visiting a high street jeweller gives you the advantage of seeing the jewellery in person and ensuring it meets your expectations.

3. Specialised Baby Boutiques: Some boutiques that specialize in baby gifts offer personalized jewellery options. These stores often carry unique designs that are perfect for christenings and other special occasions.

Conclusion

A personalized baby bangle or bracelet is a perfect christening gift that combines thoughtfulness, elegance, and timeless appeal. By choosing a high-quality, customizable piece of jewellery, you’re giving a gift that will be cherished for a lifetime. Whether you opt for sterling silver or gold, a simple design or one adorned with charms, the personal touch you add will make it a truly memorable gift. Celebrate the special day with a gift that symbolizes your blessings and best wishes for the child's future.

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euphoria - r.c

ex bf ! rafe cameron x kook princess ! reader

content: 18+, drinking & drug use, drunk/high sex, degrading names (slut, whore, bitch), on camera type shit, kinda public party sex, my y/ns are always cream team soz, kinda dubcon ig, he makes her say ily, creampie. def giving s1 fratboy rafe. non-descriptive except for tanned skin n u curl ur hair!

a/n: first rafe fic eeeep! many more to come tho i deadass have feelings for him it’s a problem. & thx u for the luv on my last two fics !! preesh u bad bitches

wc: 3k

your fingers intertwined with sutton’s as she pulled you along, splitting the tight crowd of snapbacks and miniskirts. smoke hung over the purple atmosphere as some future song boomed from the speakers. you greeted each spinning face you slid by with a slurred sorry baby! or scuse’ me!

“bitch nooo, come the fuck onnnnn,” she pleaded, jerking you away from the random man you were offering your vape to.

“later okay! come smoke w’me!” you yelled back at him, trying to communicate with charades as sutton pulled you deeper into the heart of the party. he was cute, but you knew you wouldn’t see him later, considering rafe was about twenty feet away slicing lines on the kitchen counter. the baby pink polo hugged his bicep as he bent over, rolled dollar bill tight between his fingers.

fuck. i miss that platinum card.

a few months ago, you and rafe  were the it couple of kildare, without question. luxury vacations, designer swimwear, a mercedes for christmas, days in the yacht. it was like kim and fucking kanye. even more so now. a breakup had never lasted more than a few hours, usually ending with you both getting high and rafe fucking an ‘im sorry’ out of you. but this time, you were actually done with his shit, done having a screaming match every day, done apologizing all the time just so he wouldn’t blow up. sure, it was sad at first. but when it was posted on figure8insider, you had finally reached the last stage of grief: acceptance.

“like why do they even fucking care?” you barked, scrunching a warm, fresh curl in your hand. “how do they even know? shit’s like tmz.” spinning in your satin vanity chair, you turned to face your friend before sashaying to your closet.

“they act like we’re soooo a-list. i’m with your ass every day, you are NOT that interesting,” sutton chuckled, adjusting the strap of her top and checking herself out in the mirror. with topper’s parents away in the virgin islands, his annual end-of-summer banger was everybody’s move for the night, and you were certain rafe was gonna be there.  

“right?” you blew clouds of strawberry pound cake as you rummaged through hangers, “like, i’m not an influencer.”

it came out like a lie, and in a way, it was. you were the sweetheart of the island’s restless and entitled youth, their very own people’s princess. your strapless black dress could only be worn after sundown, barely covering the lower curve of your ass, delicate pink ribbons holding together the cutout of your cleavage. a stack of expensive gold bangles chimed together as you stuffed all your shit into your purse, slammed another shooter, and dialed reagan for a ride.

“you know rafe’s gonna be there, right?” she asked, turning the music down and casting a glance at you from the driver’s seat. you suck your teeth behind your glittery lips.

“duh, bitch! why do you think she got that on?” sutton screamed from the back, making all three of you die in laughter as you hid your face. just like, one more time wouldn’t hurt.

even under the kaleidoscope of neon lights, you could tell the whole room’s attention turned toward you as you danced your way in. sneaking a seltzer from the cooler, you settled at the beer pong table where a group of wannabe finance bros crushed solo cups of natty light, shooting each other starstruck glances and sharing whispers as you glided through, greeting everyone with an indifferent wave and an insincere heyyyyyyy.

“yo, rafe, your girl’s over there,” kelce leaned in, motioning over to the enveloping swarm of people growing around you.

“bro, top,” rafe fell back, slapping topper in the chest, “why the fuck did you even invite her?” he spat out, eyes pulsing.

“dude…why wouldn’t i invite her…” topper stated plainly, as if rafe had asked if the sky was fucking blue. if you weren’t there, that shit was a flop.

“that bitch,” he started, shaky hands sliding in to search his pockets, “that bitch is fucking crazy, okay?” he pulled out a dime bag and his wallet, eyeing his friends who knew better than to speak. he tapped some out on the granite countertop, lining it up nice and clean with his american express, hinging at the waist to align a rolled 20 with the powder, making it disappear in one snort.

before it could register, sutton was dragging you through the sea of people and closer and closer to rafe, forcing you to abandon the crowd of drooling fans. gripping your shoulders, she planted you right in front of him. you looked up, caught between a flash of fear and drunken amusement, an absent smile playing on your face.

“be good okay?” she chided, lightly slapping your back with beaming pride, “text me if you need anything!”

he wiped the excess powder off his nostril with a laugh of disbelief as he stood over you, studying your face. all you can manage is a squeaky and breathless hi as your tipsy blush deepens.

“hey, kid. miss me or somethin’?” he mocked, bringing the tips of his fingers to brush against your arm. 

“oh my god rafe, be serious,” you scoff, batting away his large, lingering hands.

“aw, what? don’t wanna share a blunt with me like we used to?” he drew out, words dripping in honeyed hatred. almost made you forget all the shit he’d put you through. the familiar teal of his eyes roamed over every square inch of your freckled and exposed skin.

“fuck no,” you laughed, watching as his tongue swiped against his bottom lip, “no tellin’ where your mouth has been.”

“right, “ his eyes narrowed as he crouched down, inches from your face, “like you’re some fuckin’ angel.”

breath hot on your lips, encapsulating you with the smell of stout liquor and le labo santal. “won’t smoke with me, but you’ll smoke with ole boy?” he spoke, low and calm through heaving breaths as he motioned with a sharp hand towards the brunette you’d ran into.

fuck. he heard you.

 “i see how it is…bein’ an attention whore since you left, huh?” he backed up, wiping the wetness off his lower lip with the same hand.

“don’t piss me off,” you rolled your eyes, “come on.”  taking his wrist into your hand and leading him towards the balcony door. he had an uncanny talent for manipulating the situation, planting the illusion you had the upper hand, although you never did. you were unknowingly right where he wanted you. digging into your purse, you pull out an m&m mini’s tube, popping it open and flipping it vertically. a blunt slid out and into your fingers, perfectly rolled.

the coastal air was thick with humidity, only lit by the light poles on the beach. rafe’s chest hovered over your back as you stepped out into the salty breeze, brushing strands of hair out of your eyes and positioning the blunt between your lips. just as you fished for your lighter, he moved faster, sparking a flame under his calloused thumb and bringing it closer. he watched you as the fire cast a glow on your half-lidded gaze, crackling lightly as you inhaled. as mean and vile and ungrateful as he was, he truthfully couldn’t imagine himself with another girl. you were bitchy, high maintenance, never satisfied, spoiled, whiny, just so unknowingly powerful. but god, you were fucking perfect. who else on this island would be able to handle you?

“you know,” you hissed, drawing the smoke sharply between your teeth before releasing it in a hazy stream that slipped through the perfect, glossy ‘o’ formed by the soft contour of your lips. “it wasn’t as devastating as i thought it was gonna be.” you sputter, nudging it towards his towering frame which stood outlined by the glow of the orange lanterns. he hit it, tiny little consecutive pecks that made the tip flash on and off.

“really?” he choked between inhales. “cause you look pretty devastated to me.” he smirked, stepping closer, blowing the potent smoke into your parted lips as you instinctively breathe it in. “you miss me?”

“maybe just a little,” you tease, watching the satisfied smirk grow on his face. his free hand traced the curve of your collarbone, fingers lightly brushing the tousled strands of your hair off your shoulder. he leaned in, pressing a soft kiss to the tanned skin.

“i miss your carrdddd, that nice big boattt, the presents.” you sing with a smug smile, hands snaking around his neck, his fingers finding the cushion of your hips, moving and swaying together.

“oh, shut the fuck up,” he looked down at you, dilated pupils scanning your face, “nobody’s fucking you like me, bet that,” a dry laugh left his throat.

“ugh,” you crash into his chest, pressing your cheek into the dry cleaned ralph lauren. whining  ihateyouihateyouihateyou’s.

steady and smooth, he discarded the blunt, wrapping his hands around your back, groping and pawing at your half-revealed ass. without thinking, you lift onto your tippy toes, breath coming in shallow gasps, lips lingering over his open mouth. without warning, his tongue fought its way in, swirling with yours in a hot, desperate hail mary. your lips met in sloppy smacks, stumbling over each other until he eventually had your hips pressed against the side railing.

pulling away, he spoke, low and from his chest. “you hate me? yeah? or do you just miss my dick in you,” his face lingered over yours, “n’ it’s got you all fuckin’ bothered.” you felt the puff of breath with each word. “say it,” he coaxed, hiking up the front of your dress to thumb at the hem of your panties, “say you want me to take that pussy.” his long fingers ran over your clothed clit, making your hips roll against the opulent stone that hung over the thornton estate. he chuckled, shaking his head as his gaze fixed between your legs. “it’s fuckin’ mine anyways.”  

your lips chased after his as he stepped back, tsking at you, still holding you steady by the waist. “nah, baby. gotta say it,”

you closed the distance, pressing your soft, heavy tits into the muscle of his abdomen and the pads of your fingertips into his bicep. face so close to yours, a smirk practically tangible in the air.

“pleaseeeee rafe, i need it,” you panted out, desperate and erratic. “just one more time.” your eyes traced him up and down, sinking into cross-faded euphoria. a single, needy tear fell from the corner of your glittery and bloodshot eye, streaking down your flushed cheek. brushing his lips against you, he flicked his tongue, tracing the path of the teardrop. you moan at the warmth against your cool skin, reaching down to guide his hand between your legs.

“fuck, such a slut.” he breathes out, cupping your dripping cunt and meeting your lips in a deep, perverse kiss. the kind that you just can't help but pull back a little bit. “missed you, missed this pussy.” he spoke in a low guttural rasp, almost inaudible. his wide build shielded you from the large glass doors that led into the party, hooking his fingers in the fabric of your panties and yanking them down, dipping his middle finger into the wetness pooling at your entrance.

“god, need this shit,” he groaned, swiping his finger gently up and down, circling your bundle of nerves. “turn around.”

he gave the command yet didn’t wait for a response, his firm grip on your waist flipping you the other way, leaving no room for a fight. bent over the balcony balustrade, your head hung in the air, looking down at the pool that sat twenty feet below. one of rafe’s hands pinned you over the railing by the back of the neck while the other played and prodded at your hole, getting you ready for him. discreetly, he worked his cock loose, rubbing the tip through your slick folds.

“rafeeee,” you muffle out, face smushed against the stone and immobile from the strength of his grasp. “not here, please, ca-can we just go inside?”

“nahh, i don’t think so, baby. this is what you wanted, right?” his hand slid down, wrapping a fist into the bunched fabric of your dress, pressing into you. your walls fluttered against him, a feeling so familiar yet so distant. lasers from the party strobed through the window, flashing by you. knees buckling, you couldn’t help but wiggle your ass back against him.

“god – fuck!” you squeal out, feeling him balls deep in you, guiding you down his length and filling you to the hilt. reaching into the pocket of his khakis, which still hung low on his hips, he fishes his phone out. with a quick flick, snapchat is open and the flash is washing over you. even with your head hung over the railing, you could still see the spotlight focused on your tight, twitching hole. he slides in and out, using your dress to manipulate the rhythm of your body. capturing everyyyy moment.

“this s’my shit, huh?” he panted out, your ass recoiling against each harsh thrust. “you’re my bitch, y’know that? been my bitch.” voice low and slow, almost cocky, like he wanted everyone to know -  like they didn’t already. the sound of damp, saturated clapping mixed with the crash of waves onto the shore.

“p-please, they’re gonna see,” you whimper, body jerking as he slams into you over and over. imagine the uproar if everyone saw you, little miss untouchable, taking your ex-boyfriend’s cock on the terrace outside topper’s party. grabbing a handful of hair, he yanks your head back, glare of the light fixed on your face. 

“they’re gonna see anyway, baby, don’t be shy. jus’ cum f’me,” your face screwed with his words, brows furrowing as you looked up at the camera with hopeless, empty eyes. just so fucked out. the curve of his dick poked and kissed that sweet spot deep inside you, bringing you closer and closer.

“you love me, huh?” he grunted, still forcing a deep arch in your back. “tell the camera you love me, princess.” you could feel yourself coming loose, guilt and lust boiling over in your tummy. you explode in a squealing moan, gripping on his cock and covering it with cream.

 “i love you rafe, fuck! - love you so so much!” crying through hiccups and flickering eyes, still trained on the flash. such a smart girl getting fucked dumb on camera. such a powerful person yet completely powerless in his hands.

“gonna let me nut in you?” his filming hand went flimsy as he quickened his pace, groaning and letting out short little bursts of air. “y’gonna take it all, be good for me like you used to?” he rasped, met with limp nods and a braindead mhmmm. that’s all it took for him to pound every inch into you, sending you deeper into your daze. fuckin’ dickmatized.

the video on his screen shook violently with each stroke, hot spurts of cum filling you up. “fuuuuckk,” he groaned, hips stuttering to a stop and loosening the grip on your hair, leaving you to catch your breath hung over the railing. he pointed the camera down, pulling himself out and spreading one cheek open with his hand to expose the stickiness dripping out of you. the flash finally goes off, and he saves it to his memories. bringing his fingers up to your leaky hole, he fucks his seed in deeper, eliciting a choked sob from your lips. pulling you upright and flipping you to face him, he squats down to pull your panties up from around your ankles, shimmying your hips into them and pulling your dress down. it was just like y'all used to.

the party was still in full swing as you both slipped back in, parting ways as you went to check in with sutton and reagan, completely disregarding the knotted mess of hair on your head and the streaked makeup down your face. was that fucking real? your legs were tight as you stagger and shuffle through groups of drunk teenagers all bouncing with the music, trying to regain your composure. as soon as reagan spots you from the couch, her jaw is on the floor, ushering you closer with her hand.

“y/n, no fucking way! you slut!” she shrieks with wide eyes and a light slap to your arm. “does sutton know?”

“girl, she set the shit up!” you try to explain, motioning with your hands. “i was like, if you insistttttt.” you lie, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear, hitting her with a debby ryan radio rebel type smirk.

“you’re lying,” she goes on, picking her jaw up and taking a swig of her drink. “speak of the devil!” she exclaims, motioning behind you with her drink. a sharp smack landed on your ass, making you jump. sutton’s hand gripped yours, turning you around.

“did you fuck him?” she smiled, obviously drunk as shit and wayyy too loud.

“yeahh, what do you mean…” you roll your eyes, snapping your head to the side with a wide smile. it was evident how excited sutton was, prideful about it. lifting her solo cup in the air and grabbing to lift yours with the other, she let out a deafening woo!

“personally…” she went on, clutching her imaginary pearls, “i think that’s worth drinking to,” she proposed, side-eyeing and nudging you not so subtly. “come on bitch! shots for ken and barbie!”

to be honest, that was the last thing you remember.

the next morning, you woke up nuzzled in plaid grey sheets, your phone buzzing incessantly with notifications. the sound of the groundskeepers filtered through the windows. tannyhill.

fumbling with your phone, the words flashed across the screen.

figure8insider – ‘kildare’s power couple reunited? rafe cameron and y/n y/ln spotted together at party!’

oh.my.god.

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Trunk or Treat with The Yandere Student Council Pt. I

Based Off the OCs in this Post

“Alright everyone let’s start talking about ideas!” 

“Uhm do you mean ideas for what to do with Halloween coming?”

“Oh no darling, we always do a Trunk or Treat kind of thing.”

“We are talking about our costumes.”

As bizarre as it sounds the college’s students look forward to the costumes of the student council

Allowed to enjoy whatever festivity that comes with their choice

For reference they share that last year they had a ‘kiss–in–the–coffin’ booth for their shared vampire costumes

“J-j-just so you know the kisses were on the cheek only!”

“I didn’t ask but okay.”

It set the precedent for this year to be just amazing if not better

“Since we have you now (Y/n) we should have something special that welcomes you in!”

“I-i-i-i think that’s a great idea.”

“I’m all for it too!”

Despite your protests, in fear of being singled out by their fans your haters they forge on

“They won’t be bothering you. Not on my watch.”

“You say that but–”

“Seriously (Y/n) believe us! We’ll make sure there won’t be any problems.”

“And if there are we will kill them.”

“What?!”

“Joking. Joking.”

They’re not

Anyway it was decided on that the council will be Ghostly Royalty

Which makes costumes really easy or so you thought 

According to Min, quite a large part of the budget went into your costumes

“Pick your jaw up (Y/n)! This is the best part! You don’t think we get this big of a budget without showing off, do you?”

“Still…it feels a bit overkill…especially when I don’t have a fan base at all.”

“Ohhh that’s what you think–ow!” 

“Roman, always such an optimistic chatterbox. Always saying things that are not true.”

Lucoa takes the role of the king naturally

Spencer is forcefully given the role of the queen

Min takes the role of the dungeon master, despite his meek character

Roman takes the role of an advisor

Gil as a duke

June as a duchess

“Wait so what am I?”

“Our dragon.”

“What?!”

“We wanted to put a spin on the old system!”

“But that isn’t really accurate…nor does it really fit the ghost royalty theme.”

“.....”

“....”

“So? We’re doing fantasy ghosts then.”

In your opinion, it's just an excuse to make your costume as ridiculous as they please

“This is an early draft of your costume.”

“What!? Wait where are the actual clothes? I’m just seeing gold necklaces and bangles.”

“...That was the idea.”

“I’m not wearing that if there aren’t actual clothes underneath there.”

“...But it will ruin the integrity of the design and disrupt the choreography and–”

“Then hide it under the gold! I’m not going to be half-naked for the entire school.”

“...I will consult the President.”

You owed him a favor after that

Saying you agreed to this as an honorary member

But when you’re not having to fight Gill on your costume designs

You are helping the others

“June…this is just a dress.”

“Right, it’s a perfect occasion to wear it. And don’t my hips feel and look great.”

Adjusting the golden belt meant to hang off his waist you try to ignore how his poses requires that he touch you in some way shape or form

“Well yeah but don’t you feel like your fans would want you in something else?”

“Oh baby! You don’t have to worry, they love this sort of thing.”

And helping with their research

“Roman I know you never seem to run out of ideas to hang out but why a medieval diner?”

“It's for research! By the way, how do you like the food? I made sure the critiques were as positive as they could get.”

“Roman.”

“Yes?”

“Why did that waitress, compliment our relationship?”

“OMG they brought another plate of bread and for free? So cool.”

“Roman!”

Or helping organize their booths

“So Spencer what are you going for?”

“A kind of dunk tank except it drops on me.”

“Oh okay….this says that you’re not actually using water but…oil?”

“Yeah Lucoa suggested I show off my scars and muscles.”

“Wait you have those?”

“Hahaha very funny but seriously give me your opinion.”

“Oh wow….yeah, I think they’ll like it…no they’ll love it.”

“Oh really? Well, thanks!”

As if he didn’t already know

But eventually as the date comes closer it comes time to focus on your booth

But it seems that as an honorary member you don’t get to have much control over your own booth

Or any decision involving your event

“Hey Min what are you building over there?”

“Oh this is the art for your exhibit. Lucoa put me in charge of matching the gold from your costume to the setting around there.”

“Aw thanks can I help?”

“N-n-no!”

“Oh.”

“S-s-s-sorry the President gave us explicit instructions not to include you in the making of it. I’m r-r-r-r-really so sorry!”

“It’s fine Min, don’t worry about it.”

It’s just so apparent how little you would be included in your own activity no one really bothered to hide that fact from you

“Hey Gill this meeting on your calendar, I don’t remember getting your usual reminder for it.”

“That is because you are not invited to it.”

“Don’t be sad (Y/n)~Afterwards we can just come visit you after.”

“No no that’s okay I’ll just take the day off then. Catch up on homework.”

“Aw~ Don’t be like that we’ll come over to your house after.”

“No I’m not sad. I’m going to be happily doing my homework alone!”

“Putting that on our private calendar: Going to (Y/n)’s house an hour after the meeting.”

At the end of the day you’re just as surprised when the event begins and they shove you in the room under the stage with nothing but a warning not to move from the chair you’re in:

Part 2

[st4rbwrry]

𝑝𝑎𝑟𝑡 𝑜𝑛𝑒: 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑒𝑛𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑟

masterlist. next chapter.

SEMBLANCE WAS THE WORD TO DESCRIBE GETOU. his provision of love came in a various of ways—some of his feelings true, others a grey area. but the relationship he had with vice had been somewhat twisted, and it wasn't considered love.

at least that's what he thought towards the end of everything.

usually, starting off new came with perfect qualities. but ending up in the interestingly  haunting city of new orleans, that came with a surge of consequences. it all started off with a simple smoke, an inhale of toxins evaporating within the lungs of his body, only half of the gas being exhaled into thin air from the pen he holds. the tall man leaned against the wall of the school’s hallway, phone pressed against his ear as his long fingers toyed with the object in his hand. many people gazed at him—notes of curiosity or attraction, some hadn’t recognized him on this campus, nor had they ever seen a man with such a stringent face structure.

his eyes were scarily dark, lids drooping over the pupils he dangerously lowered. his face sent off a variety of emotions. whether it be the fact that he was mad, or he was just completely inattentive to his surroundings. he appeared unfazed by movement of people around him. they glanced as his lips moved, a fairly light pink, almost mimicking his olive skin tone. his mouth moved with a quickness; a seduction. 

once he ended the call, there had been no indication of what the conversation had been about. whether he had been talking to a lover, or ending someone's life just by muttering a few passive words. he had been standing in the same spot for almost ten minutes now. he wanted to bring himself to move,  but a sudden flurry of two bodies flown in front of him—almost right on time. as if it were all supposed to happen.

“you know i still want your fine ass brother on my roster.”

a feminine, somewhat deep voice whispered in the distance from what he could hear, making the man watch as two beautiful women emerge from the entrance of the girls bathroom. both bodies halted as one leans against the wall with books held to their chest, the other shifting in their spot to adjust their tight jeans.

"the hell, i thought you were texting that boy on the football team?" 

the voice of this woman nearly makes his blood warm. it's soft and sultry, and now he's engaging himself into their conversation. 

"i'm texting several on the football team. yet the quarterback is the finest." 

"and he's probably the worst one," the other girl replies. 

from where he stood, he could spot alluring long dark hair that grazed the middle of her back. as desperate as it sounded, he craved to see her face—for her to make eye contact with him and feel the attraction he does. 

"jealous, vice?" the girl teases with a smile. 

vice. 

"girl, you wish," vice laughs softly, the two now  strutting away opposite from him towards their class. 

from this angle, getou catches a glimpse of her side profile. a face so beautifully pure but could be so shamelessly damaged. milky brown skin, his lips tremble from the urge to sink his teeth into it. it was almost preposterous. his eyes went wide when he observed the way she walked, the salacious switch of this woman's hips in her vintage dereon jeans making him twitch in more ways than one. curvy body adorned with a gold belly chain around her waist and a cropped black baby tee. colorful bangles decorated her wrists along with rings and two rows of necklaces, complimenting the infinite amount of colorful ink along her body—from the top of her neck, all the way to where his eyes wished he could see more. he wanted to see all of her. 

his head begins to spin with erotic possibilities, illicit and passionate thoughts running through his mind about what he could do to her. it was ridiculous. he didn't even know the girls name, and yet here he was, fantasizing about fucking her like the demon he knew he was. he takes this moment to follow behind the two women after standing in his position for too long, surprised his feet didn't drag behind like a lost puppy. 

the classroom where they sat happened to be the same one he's enrolled in, coughing briefly to focus his conscious on what's important, and that was finding his seat. 

"i still think this tattoo would look better on the side of my ass," alani pouts, sliding her phone for vice to look at a sketch of a cherry blossom thorn as she suggests, "or maybe the back of my thigh?" 

"either way you're gonna scream like last time. and that was only angel numbers, on your wrist. no shading.” vice replies, wanting to focus on this idea she had for her own thousandth tattoo, pencil moving swiftly. 

alani sighs, knowing she was right. clicking off her phone, she grabs her pink cup filled with ice water to sip as she scans the class, watching it slowly clutter with students for the upcoming lecture. her eyes abruptly lock onto the man who made his presence known from afar. 

"ooh, girl. what the fuck," alani suddenly begins to choke, her hand covering her mouth as she coughs aggressively. vice shoots up in a panic, confused and patting her back with worry.

"bitch, are you okay?" vice's eyes widen, alani nodding her head and breathing heavily. 

"do you see that man?" she emphasized, finally catching her breath after she drinks her water, discreetly motioning towards a man sitting on the other side of the class near the front. vice wants to smack her for being so dramatic, eyeing her like she's a hardheaded child before adverting her eyes in the same direction. 

this man she spoke of finally caught her eye. an immediate attraction rushed through her as quickly as it left, and her stomach did a little flip. compulsive eyes that dwindled a fragile obsidian tone. flawless long black hair that nearly past his elbows, drifting along his brawny jaw and rested on the back of his black crewneck tee that accentuated his muscles. his mane was partially tied up in a manbun on the back of his head, nearly covering the gauges within his ears. lips distinctive, yet captivating, duplicity hiding within them. and now, they were arrogantly raised in an amused smirk, towards her, feeling her glance. 

"i wanna do bad things to that man," alani speaks in an almost feral manner, both women staring with somewhat opposite emotions. vice is disinterested, immediately going back to doodling artwork in her notebook. 

“yea, he’s cool. i'd sit on his face." 

"i second this quote! adding that to my roster!"

as vice laughs at her response, class begins. she wasn't necessarily looking forward to the debate they were going to have today. the previous day before was pretty heated on the topic of genocide and ethnic cleansing. she catches a mere glance at what the professor writes with chalk on the viridescent board. her pencil sat absentmindedly between her plump lips, eyes drawling back to the man once again, shoulders broad as he relaxed himself against the seat. when the teacher ended up calling her name, she hadn’t even realized. he really was . . . nice to look at. 

"miss persephome," the teacher repeated encouragingly, eyes now posted upon her skin as her slumped position peaked up, "yes?"

"the discussion, need i remind you since you seem so interested. is love a realism or is it underlined with sexual desires?" she began, causing the noiseless class to gently snicker as she continues, “i'd like for you to elucidate your debate on it."

she raised her eyebrows. allowing her pen to fall from her lips and in between her fingers, she replied, "elucidate? uh . . . sure.”

she begins, “it's simple, love. we fall in love by personality, physicality. the flutter of their eyelashes, to the smile upon their cheeks. i would say that it's possible to love someone without physical contact, because if you really love someone, sex is only a desire, rather than a necessity. you fall in love by their soul, not by the forefront distraction of their body.” 

a low and sarcastic chuckle was what caught vice's attention. her eyes turn directly towards where the sound echoed from, and oh, it was that fine ass of a stranger. the teacher was now captivated by the circumlocutory silence sitting on the right hand side of the room, seeing as he now teetered a ring in his slender fingers so casually. 

"getou, you seem amused. is there anything you'd like to add?" the professor asked. 

getou. that’s his name, she thinks. why does she care? 

vice softly frowns at him, watching as he says nothing. he looked at the teacher, lightly shook his head, and made no effort to verbally disagree. this bothered her.

"you laughed for a reason. this is a seminar. say what you gotta say," vice stares at him with impatience. his eyes lock into her's, intently boring into her cranium. the little flip in her stomach returned without her permission.

"i just think it's bullshit," he shrugs. 

"uh, alright. i understand y'all are adults. but let's exclude the profanity—"

"bullshit how?" vice interrupts, raising her brow in a threatening manner. 

"do you really think that love overshadows sexual desires? are you a child?" getou charges back. 

"um, no. i never said that. do you think that love is not a realistic thing? are you in high school?" 

"i don't have to fuck you to be in love with you. granted, any person could overshadow being in love with me by the way i fuck them." 

"oh, for real?” alani instigated, shifting her eyes back and forth. she's intrigued by their banter. 

"just based on that observation, i wouldn't fuck you,” vice snarls. 

"i doubt that." 

the professor cuts them off. "okay! that's enough, and wildly inappropriate. we'll pick this up another time. everyone may write their opinions on paper,” she concludes. 

"oooh, i love him already," alani bites the tip of her nail, a wide grin as she twinkles her fingers in his direction. 

"i can’t stand his ass already,” vice disagrees.

she stands from her seat along with everyone else in the classroom preparing to exit out the door, feeling slightly embarrassed for causing class to dismiss early, but not embarrassed enough to apologize. 

“girl, you’ll be alright. let’s go before i miss my opportunity to get them digits!” alani schemes, pulling vice by her backpack who still glares at him. the way he now politely stands to the professor and begins talking to her, it’s as if they didn’t just have that back and forth. it pissed her off even more. 

“ugh, he a scholar or something?” alani speaks impatiently, seeing as he continues to talk to the professor, both her and vice now standing outside of the classroom. 

vice pulls her phone from her pocket as it buzzes, glancing back up to her friend as she speaks, “the promo team for homecoming is looking for me. do i have to stay with you while you shoot your shot?” 

“you don’t wanna see me win? maybe you really are jealous,” alani never knows when to stop playing as she teases, vice becoming visibly more irritated. 

she starts, “girl—"

her voice goes into a stifled shout as she feels a bump within her shoulder. her eyes meet with those same dark eyes that glance back at her, that same shit-eating-fucker smirk appearing along his face as he continues walking. that sets her off. she flies forward, winding up her fist as she then feels alani quickly pull her back, sighing dreamily as she speaks, “yeah, that’s my baby daddy. cheer up, would you?”

yeah, okay. 

୨♡୧

vice stands back as she tilts her head, staring over the various amount of colors that spread along the brick wall, trying to figure out which of them compliment each other more. brent faiyaz soothes into her mind from her earbuds, the lazy pony tail she created swinging as she turns her head from the end of the wall to the beginning. 

the art department had requested for her to help decorate their seasonal wall, her artistic skills one fortunate fact about her that surpassed around the campus. it made her feel confident, but that confidence immensely disheveled if that relevancy pertained to her as a person. 

this was her safe haven, a place for her to crawl into her fantasies and never have to come out. the tips of her fingers were similar to a rainbow, sprouting in different splotches of paint. but she didn’t care. this made her happy. 

as she raised herself on her toes and added another swirl to the burgundy brick, her fantasies poofed into thin air as she felt her earbud be snatched from her head, eyes shooting daggers as her best friend now stood in front of her as she grinned, “busy?”

“expeditiously.”

“spell it, dummy.”

“A-L-A-N-I, dummy?” she refers to her as.

“whatever, you done being mad? i got tea to spill.”

“i was never mad at you,” vice clarifies, “what’s up?” 

“i got the tea on my new little project,” alani smiles, shaking the pom-pom’s in her hand, vice taking full notice of the cheer uniform she wears, figuring she’ll be going to practice soon.

“your dumbass lil’ project? yeah, not interested. can i go back to listening to brent now?” she reaches for her her earbuds, alani shaking her finger as she pulls back farther, “you’re gonna listen to me!”

vice replies, “yes, alani. i’m listening?” chuckling slightly.

“word on the street, he’s a hoe,” she starts.

vice raises her eyebrows, “a hoe ass hoe?”

“a dog ass hoe,” she clarifies, “scratching and barking, girl. been going to school here but did his classes online before coming on campus. the bitches knew him before he even stepped foot on the grass! well, not the grass, disrespectful to the ancestors. but you get my point,” she speaks. 

“i'm becoming bored,” vice sarcastically smiles.

alani’s smile drops, “you’re so fucking annoying sometimes. anyways, he’s an only child, doesn’t do relationships—commitment issues, perhaps?— probably has mommy issues, too.”

“hmm, great. so every other man on this damn campus. this is the only information you gathered in less than four hours? i thought better of you,” vice shakes her head. 

“since when are you so interested in him?” alani raises her eyebrow.

“you wish i actually was. i’m just saying, you’ was acting like you had piping hot tea. that was sugar water. and he seems pretty…on-paper to me,” she shrugs.

alani sighs, twirling her hair in her finger as she says, “you can at least admit . . .the bitch is bad!” 

vice laughs, “he in fact is. but i don’t care.”

“oh god. get over yourself, persephome. we get it. you got your heartbroken and you haven’t been the same since, you like older men, you wanna find true love and all that. is that why you got so mad in class?” alani prods. 

vice’s amusement drops. alani knows her best friend all too well, even if that meant pushing her buttons to get the truth out. vice rubs her hand over her face as she sits it under her chin, holding her arm by the other as she mutters, “alani, get the fuck away from me unless you want two broken legs before practice.”

“ooh! i hit a nerve,” she points out, “whatever. you so damn pissy! you need to do some prayer or something, have a dick shoved so far in you that it wipes away all that attitude,” she raises her middle finger, swinging her body around as she makes her way back down the hallway as she calls, “deuces! i’m heading to practice.”

vice watches as her best friend playfully sways her hips, shaking her pom-pom’s as she sings down the hall in a cheer-chant, “vice needs some dick! vice needs some dick!” 

she shakes her head, unable to help but chuckle at alani’s chaos, knowing that she loved her deeply anyways. 

it was now near six in the afternoon and vice’s fingers were stained with paint as she carried her supplies towards her car, stomach growling from the lack of food she’d eaten today. she forgot her grandmother had expected her company by now, also preparing to cook up a good meal. she always kept vice fed no matter how big she’d get. the thought of stuffing her mouth with curry goat and white rice nearly made her trip. removing her keys from her black telfar, she unlocks the passenger door to her all white 370z nismo to settle her supplies in. it was the love of her life after her art—customized to her preference with silver hearts carved into the rims, matching exhaust pipes and a black carbon fiber wing spoiler. 

vice took advantage of her family’s inheritance and splurged on her dream vehicle before she entered college, a gift to herself. maintaining a 4.0 gpa on top of balancing her title as class president for three years straight should be honored with a present, wanting her first couple of years in college to be more lax than anything. exhausted from the long day she’s had, she buckled herself into the drivers seat and inserts the key into the ignition, hand gripping the cherry blossom stick shift before hearing the one thing she dreaded to hear right now out of all times. her car wouldn’t start, that god awful scratching with dying wind sound ruining her day further. 

“fucking hell. why?” vice whines, wanting to bang her fists on the steering wheel in anger. knocking her head back, she blows a raspberry before aggressively swinging the door open, reaching underneath the wheel to pop the hood of the car.  

irritatedly climbing out, she circled to the front of her current tragedy, lifting the hood and hooking open the lever to inspect the issue. she’s not exactly sure why it’s acting up right now. she just had it looked at a few weeks ago. 

“damn, that’s all yours?” 

a voice had spoken nearby, vice wanting to crawl into a fetal position and scream once she recognized it. barely having a full conversation with this man, yet she memorized his voice. she slumps her head before darting her eyes towards getou. she has no chance to reply as he then says, “lemme see.” 

then, he’s standing next to her, tall and brooding as he leans over the engine to catch a quick glance. vice feels the way her heart raced at the close proximity. relax. 

“holy fuck, you have a z06 engine! that shits like fifteen grand.” 

“you’re a little too close,” vice deadpans, almost hurting her back from how hard she tried to lean away from him while still, in a dumb way, protecting her car with her hand holding it. as if he could steal it. 

“relax, i’m trying to help,” getou scoffs, ignoring her burning stare. irregardless, the combination of smaller frame, soft eyes and full lips are hard to ignore. 

“your battery died from running it too long,” he states. 

“i knew that. i have a brother that knows about cars,” she tries to brush him off, rolling her eyes as she wants to shove him out the way. 

“you gotta lot of attitude stored in that pretty face of yours, huh?” 

"do you not remember what happened in the seminar earlier?" 

getou thinks back, kind of forgetting. oh, yeah. that.

 “do you really think it was deep enough to have this underlying hatred towards me? you don't even know me." 

again, he’s bothering her further. 

“oh, i do know you. all i have to do is open my ear to the girls bathroom and i'll hear everything i need to know about you." 

"you shouldn't believe everything you hear,” he finalizes sternly, licking his lips before he’s motioning his hand to shoo her away. if he was actually willing to help, she’d accept it if that meant he’d get out of her face. 

“do me a favor, rev the engine while i tweak this shit,” he keeps his focus downward. 

“it's wrong?" she steps aside to allow him full access, doing as he says and sitting halfway inside so she could still hear him over the noise. her foot applying on and off pressure to the brake as she turns the key. 

getou’s jaw clenches as he chews on his gum, lowering his head to inspect deeper. he then slightly tilts around the hood as he replies, “no. you just shouldn't believe everything you hear."  

“your reputation sums up your opinion in class earlier a lot better now. you know, how you think sex overshadows love. that’s all you’re used to.” 

after moments of him solely focusing on her car rather than her, he then raised an eyebrow, almost amused at the girl's probing. 

“so that’s how you feel, huh? that you can confide in a person without the conceptualization of sex?” 

“call me a romantic, poetic even. if you think that's lame, i don't care,” she shrugs. 

“nah, it's cute. i just disagree with you,” getou inquired, trying to keep the conversation unceremonious as possible.

now vice is getting fed up, releasing the break altogether. “so what’s your fucking take then?”

“you chose love because you believe in fairy tales and happy endings. you said that sex is more of a desire than a necessity. but, how can love be established without the need for sex? sex is raw, pure . . .a bond that creates when people in love interlace, its a string that’s hard to ignore. the infatuation for that person you love ignites your soul. you can love a person for their personality, for the way that they laugh or make a funny noise when upset. that’s whatever. but you can’t fall in love with someone without fucking them. no matter what you say, sex is a staple necessity in a relationship. in my case, i’m too fucking hypersexual to be with someone who isn’t as sexual as i am. who doesn’t crave for that burn of desire. that need to feel you drag your nails down my back, my lips against your skin, your voice in my ear . . .small, broken and begging. you know how much a person loves their significant other based off of that continuous desire.” 

and like the introvert he was, he simply went back to his calm yet vexed expression, awaiting for her response. in the midst of it all, getou had managed to start her car, vice unaware of what magic stunt he used to activate the battery. apparently, rubbing his palms together to create heat and electrifying her battery did the trick. still stunned by his answer, as he can tell, she swallows, watching as he wipes his dirty palms on the denim of his jeans. 

“thank you,” she clears her throat, managing to be gracious of his help. the least she can do. getou nods, unhooking the latch for the hood before slamming it shut. 

“i’m just confused,” getou starts up again, jaw still shifting from the now old gum lodged between his pretty teeth. 

vice stares at him with curiosity, wondering what monstrosity is going to come out of his mouth now. “about?” 

he bites his cheek to kill the smile wanting to breach against his face. “so sitting on my face, does that go with your little bullshit morality?” 

like clockwork, vice finds herself in that same puddle of irritation she felt from the first interaction with him. frowning, she fully sits inside of her car, slamming the door shut, ignoring the sudden smirk arising on his face. her car is running without a problem, catching a look at him through the window to see him pull his pen from his front pocket to take a few puffs, the eye contact from the two of them intense. hidden with a smidge of unexpected attraction, even. vice rolls her eyes, shifting her stick and purposely swerving her vehicle around him in a swift donut, nearly hitting his ass, getou still so enamored by the girl named vice. 

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[bedbellyandbeyond]

Check In On Your Friends

(Story Post)

“Hej mine kære venner! Jeg kommer med gaver!”

Theo was lounging in bed when he heard the elf raucously burst into his apartment. He was tired, hungry, irritated, and now bigger than he could’ve imagined. The last thing he needed was noise, but he was a bit surprised to hear Korsy was back from his trip.

“What?” Theo groaned, turning over to try and sit up. His stomach stuck out like a torpedo now and sat between his legs, webbed with stretch marks and red from minor rashes.

Henderson let the elf into the room and Korsy beamed, carrying a shopping bag with him. “I said ‘Hello, my dear friends! I come bearing gifts!’”

“Ah…” Theo yawned and waved Henderson over. “Do I have any snacks left?”

Henderson was already prepared and brought him a plate of crackers and fruit. “I just got some groceries today.”

Theo received the plate delightedly while Henderson sat down beside him. “Merci… Ugh, what would I do without you…”

“Shit, dude. Can you even get up with that much baby?” Korsy commented, unable to fathom his friend’s shape.

“Not really…” Theo shrugged. “I’m officially on bed rest.”

“No kidding.” Korsy put his hands on his hips in bewilderment. “Shouldn’t you be on, like, hospital bed rest?”

Theo sighed. “That’s what the doctor’s office said, but now both my usual doctors are away for whatever reason, and there’s just this one doctor there now, who I’ve heard is a whack job, so I would rather stay home. Non, merci.”

“Ah, Dr Gardi’s not bad. But I see your point.” Korsy lifted his bag. “Anyway, souvenirs for you.”

“No way it’s been two months…” Theo said, checking his side table alarm clock for the date.

“No, we had to come back a little early, but I’m leaving again tomorrow morning,” Korsy said as he started rummaging through his bag. “Anyway, I can’t give you all the details, but I did go ‘home’ and I ‘borrowed’ a few things. Catch.”

Henderson jumped a little when a metal object was tossed to him. He caught it and realised it was a gold bracelet of some kind. “What’s this?”

“Sun elf bangle. Drow probably stole it. So, eh. Yours now.”

Henderson was shocked at first as the moment he slipped the bangle on, it adjusted to the size of his wrist. Worried it might be stuck, he pulled at it, but lit up seeing it resize again and slip off easily. “…Whoa. That’s incredible. Theo, look! It fits me so well!”

“It does,” Theo complimented. “It suits you.”

Henderson beamed. “Thanks, Korsy.”

“Don’t mention it. My uncle’s wife doesn’t need it anyway.” Korsy pulled something else from his bag, but this time handed it nicely to Theo. “For you.”

Korsy had handed him a little figure of an elven soldier carved in walnut with silver details. It carried a bow and looked noble. “That’s sweet, Korsy! Wow,” Theo said, admiring the figure. “Thanks.”

“Also, here.” Korsy handed them each something bundled in paper. “My aunt made these traditional elven buns.”

Theo put the figure down quickly so he could take the buns. “Oh, I can smell it already! I love fresh bread.”

“So, she’s you ‘aunt’ now?” Henderson questioned. “After calling her your uncle’s wife…”

“Different women, same uncle.” Korsy shrugged. “Divorce is weird… Karla’s still my aunt though, even if not by marriage.”

“So, why’d you have to come home early?” Theo asked before biting into his bun.

“That’s classified…” Korsy leaned against the bedroom door and sighed. “You guys should really consider some APID jobs. It’d be so much easier to talk to you about this kind of stuff if you have clearance.”

“Working on it,” Henderson said, and Theo nodded but he couldn’t speak through mouthfuls of bread. “Since you’re back briefly, have you checked in on your little…situationship?”

“It’s not a situationship. We’re just friends,” Korsy said. “And no, I don’t think I should bother him right now. I don’t have a lot of time anyway.”

“You made time for us,” Theo pointed out. “I thought you cared about this guy.”

“I don’t! I mean, I do, like friends,” Korsy tried to answer. “It’s just too complicated. He knows I’m away for two months, so he won’t be missing anything.”

Theo and Henderson both exchanged looks and frowned.

“You have feelings for him,” Henderson said.

Theo nodded along. “You like him.”

Korsy shook his head quickly. “Don’t make this something it’s not. I don’t like him like that. And I know he doesn’t see me that way.”

“Mmhm.” Henderson gave his gift bun to Theo and got up. “Korsy, are you looking for a romantic relationship?”

“No, I don’t do relationships,” Korsy said confidently.

“Why not? Are you aromantic?” Henderson asked.

“Ooh!” Theo got excited. “I’ve never known anyone aromantic before.”

“Guys, I’m not aromantic!” Korsy said. “I just don’t have time for that right now. My job is too important, and it doesn’t have room for settling down and having kids.”

“Aw, you want kids?” Theo cooed.

“That’s not what I’m saying!”

“You’re the one who brought it up,” Henderson pointed out.

“Wait, is this the same guy you had a pregnancy scare with?” Theo asked. “Oh, so that whole thing has you worried about your future and fatherhood and stuff. Je comprends.”

“You don’t comprends shit,” Korsy said.

Theo furrowed his brow and motioned to his heavily pregnant belly. “Je comprends.”

Henderson chuckled and wrapped his arms around Theo’s torso to rub his belly. He continued with Korsy’s dilemma. “Anyway, you say your job doesn’t have room for that, but I feel like you’re giving it too much credit. Does APID not provide time regular time off?”

Korsy sighed. “It does, but—”

“Does it not provide vacation time?” Henderson continued.

“Yes. Obviously.”

“Do you use your vacation time?”

“Um…” Korsy shrugged. “Here and there.”

Theo jumped in. “Does APID provide paternity leave and partner benefits?”

“Yes. It’s the government,” Korsy said. He motioned to them. “We have the same benefits. But I’m away all the time for months, and I am often putting myself in harms way. I don’t need to subject a partner to that.”

“You know there are people who are comfortable with that, right?” Henderson reminded. “You know, military spouses and such.”

“That’s their choice, but it’s not what I would want for a partner,” Korsy said. “I’m not ready to put that on someone.”

“But it sounds like you do want that at some point,” Theo said. “If not now.”

“It’s not something I can want, okay?” Korsy was starting to get worked up. “Can we move on from this? Please, I just wanted to drop off gifts and hang out a little bit.”

Theo sighed. “Okay. Do you want to play some games or something? I just got Baldur’s Gate 3.”

Korsy frowned. “The D&D video game?”

“Yeah. You wanna make a character or something?”

Korsy rolled his eyes. “And be what, a drow elf rogue?”

Henderson shrugged. “You don’t have to be.”

Korsy opened his arms. “You know how I feel about D&D.”

“Ah, right, sorry…” Theo tilted his head. “So… You wanna play Tears of the Kingdom or Mortal Kombat or someth—”

Korsy crossed his arms. “No, let’s play Baldur’s Gate I guess.”

Theo grinned. “Really? You won't be offended?”

Korsy shrugged and found himself a seat on the edge of the bed. “Well, I have to try it out to see how bad the representation is, don't I? And, is that a PS5? I haven't tried one yet.”

“Oh, you definitely have to try it,” Henderson encouraged.

“Yeah, here.” Theo tapped his side table. “My controllers are in the drawer.”

Korsy retrieved a controller. “Alright, nice. So, are drow good or bad?”

“Eh, it depends.”

“Hm. Alright, so how do I make a drow rogue?”

“We said you don't have to be a drow rogue...”

“I want to.”

“D’accord, d’accord…”

[Disclaimer: This author does not know Danish. If you do and this is bad, lemme know! I'd love to fix it. I do know French, but if somehow that's fucked too, lemme know.]

[womanofwords]

Mayday Mashup

Peter B. Parker: I'll be back in two hours. Take care of Mayday. Miles: Yes, Peter! Pavitr: Of course, sir! Gwen: We'll do our best. Hobie: I'll teach her everything I know. Peter B. Parker: I'd rather you didn't, Hobie. Keep her safe and make sure she eats her baby food. Narrator: Two hours later Peter: These aren't the clothes that she was wearing when I gave you to her. Miles: Yeah, but she puked on them, so we kind of made her new clothes from our clothes. Gwen: She has a tinier version of my hood. Hobie: A mini leather jacket from me. Pavitr: And adjustable bangles that grow with her! Miles: And she has the lower part of my suit. Peter B. Parker: (holding back tears) Thank you. Hobie: And the best part is that she doesn't look like she's bleeding from her armpits like you do, Miles. Everyone: HOBIE!

[yourtouchismidas]

Mattys baby girls changing him for the better and retiring Truman black <3

i think this maybe doesn't happen until he has all the girls. not that gigi didn't change him but that gigi popped out almost exactly like him, the darker sides of him, sarcastic and dry and blunt without meaning to be. he used to dress her just like truman black for halloween or dress up days for school, or she dressed up like horror movie characters or memes. gigi is the roll her eyes child, the get them on a technicality child, the make you say please for something and then not give it to you child. gigi was criticising the government as soon as she was able to speak. gigi grows up fast, makes cutting remarks, calls him matty or matthew. he loves her for it. he wouldnt have it any other way.

but then came miss shay. sweet little baby shay. a crier. tearing up when mufasa dies on lion king and softly stroking any cat or dog she sees in the street. dreamy. off in her own world. shay has matty's curls but your eyes and your soft temperament. shay has matty's smile when he lets it all go on stage, the non theatrical performances, the enjoy the music performances, the enjoy life, enjoy fame, enjoy fans, enjoy being adored. and shay does. shay adores being adored. she's a lover. she dances round the lounge in the sun to kids bop music in flowy dresses, bangles all up her arms.

shay calls him daddy and nothing else. and it melts him. he has treated gigi like a little adult her whole life, and he planned on doing that with his second baby girl too, but he has to adjust. when her little personality pops, and his new baby girl valentine is nearly two and shes not even his new baby girl anymore because the twins have just arrived, staring up at him with big eyes in the tiniest onesies he's ever seen. he thought he had parenting figured out but now he knows, he has to be different for each of these kids, for who they are, not who he is. give them what they need from him. let them be who they wanna be.

one night, shay can't sleep so she is downstairs with daddy, lying on his chest and he is watching tikok, some comedy show with white males who are making fun of something and someone, and he doesn't scroll because he thinks shay is asleep but she listens and then mumbles. "don't like it, turn it off," and matty shuts it off quickly and says "sorry baby, i thought you were asleep."

"mean man," shay says, her voice thick, "mean mean man."

matty is quiet. when she does fall asleep he lays her down in her bed, and then sits for a long time in the chair in his oldest two girl's room. you find him later.

"you okay?" you whisper, not to wake the girls up.

"the twins down?" he says to you.

"yeah. lexie was awake but quiet. stevie's gone."

matty doesnt say anything. you ask him again if he is okay.

"i dont want to be a mean mean man," he says to you.

"you're not," you say, putting your arms over his shoulders and running your hands down his chest. "these baby girls. they think you're the greatest."

he smiles. shay shuffles in her sleep, her face towards him, her mouth hanging open. innocent and perfect and pure. gigi looks more like a baby when she sleeps too. she is still just a child.

"i always want them to think that," he says.

"they will," you say, "come to bed?"

"in a sec," matty says. you sneak out the room. matty gets out his phone and deletes truman black. when they ask him if he is sure he clicks yes. he goes on his private account, unknown to the public, that only his friends and family follow. he finds a picture you took of him earlier today. in the park getting ice cream. one twin, lexie, is in the baby sling on his back asleep, the other, stevie, is in his arms, crying, red face. valentine is clutching onto one of his legs, determined to stand by herself, and gigi has one hand and is pulling him somewhere, determined to get everyone moving. shay is on his shoulders arms stretched up towards the sun, smiling, not a care in the world, except making sure her trainers don't accidentally knock her baby sister. he is looking at the camera, at you, half terrified, half absolutely blissful.

matty posts it. with the caption: they make me better. And they do.

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HUSBAND 🫠💌

Husband’s POV:

"Where is my room?" Diya asks and I start walking towards the staircase.

"Our room."

"I am sharing a room with you?" She clutches the dress closer to her chest.

"We are married."

"Unfortunately." She lamented, "But we don't sleep together to prove we're married."

We stand in front of our room, but this doesn't feel right, I walk ahead and open the door of the other room.

We will see our room on our wedding night.

"You don't want to have sex with me? Missed opportunity." I cocked my eyebrow at her as a smirk lifted my lips.

Her gorgeous brown eyes were wide in shock as she stammered, "n-no, definitely not." She slightly pushed me away as she ran inside the room.

Just as she was about to slam the door on my face, I pressed my foot against it and wrapped my arms around my wife, "Oh really, My innocent wife, Any other woman would spread their legs for me and look at you, such a scared cat."

"Then why don't you go and marry one of those other women, oh well, You did marry an 'other woman'." Diya snarls, anger in her vision as she jerks away from my hold.

"Diya, You are my wife. The only woman in my life."

Diya waits for a moment before saying, "Were you actually sleeping with-"

When will she stop saying such bullshit?

"No." I stop her chain of thoughts.

"So, You waited for me?"

Yes.

"Why are you asking? Were you waiting for me?" I smirk.

"What if I say Yes?"

"Then I will bend you over that desk and fuck you until your world revolves around me."

I shouldn't have said that but I did. Sure diya doesn't like it as she mumbles, "shameless."

My wife sits on the bed, her body stiff with tension rising in her shoulders.

"Diya." I call out, startling her as she fumbles, "what is it now? And stop calling me that."

I smile, ignoring the stupid order, "Consider losing that frown when you are tense, the world does not need to know that Diya daggubati is stressed, they might think it's my fault."

"It's Diya Chk." She tries to correct.

"Diya Daggubati" . Get it jammed in your mind, baby."

"Never."

"Never say never."

"Oh now you're trying to tell me what to do. I'm sure you must have some rules for this marriage, tell me about them." She squints her eyes, challenging me.

"Just don't cheat." She won't.

"So I can talk to other men, just forbidden to sleep with them?" Just the word other men from the mouth makes acid run through my veins.

"You can talk to other men, Just Keep in mind that it will be their last conversation. I don't mind going to jail.

I really don't.

Her mouth opens agape, A shocked expression written all over it as she shakes her head, "You are crazy." °

"You haven't seen anything yet."

"Get over yourself and wear something nice, you look like a dead rat." Diya’s mouth twists in disgust. If I wasn't confident enough about my looks, I would be worried.

What is this woman?

"Diya,Are you ready?" I stood near the closet door for 15 minutes now. She is locked inside the closet for a whole hour. My patience is touching its limits.

I want to see diya in a saree.

"Just a second." Diya shouts over the door.

I glanced around the room as my gaze fell on Diya’s pendant kept on the table. Uncertainty lingered inside me as I picked it up.

Why did she remove this?

Just as I turn back to ask, a click echoes in the air as diya steps into the room, still adjusting her hair.

My heart stops.

Time seems to slow down.

She was draped in a stunning carmine saree that shimmered under the lights, her face glows and She looked like a work of art.

Seeing her makes blood rush through my entire body as I feel my heart racing at an abnormal pace. The saree hugged her body like a glove, accentuating her figure.

My wife moved with such grace that it was almost ethereal, her beauty bewitched me as my gaze remained transfixed on her face. Her eyes, lined with kohl, a light layer of makeup on her skin and just a pair of jhumkas that swayed gently with her movements.

Her bangles created a sweet melody as she walked towards me, suddenly in slow motion, as I remember the first time I saw her in Indian.

As she walked towards me, I felt a rush of emotions. Watching stirred something deeper within me. It's like falling in love all over again.

My wife was saying something I couldn't hear, my brain was too overwhelmed with the ethereal beauty in front of me. Suddenly, A blush crept up her cheeks, and she lowered her gaze, a mix of shyness and happiness.

"Rana Daggubati" diya uttered in a stern voice, making me nod like a distracted child.

She took a step forward, her eyes never leaving mine, "Do you think I look good?" she asked, her voice filled with teasing.

"Exquisite." The word leaves my lips with a sigh.

I reached out, gently taking her hand in mine, the wedding bangles in her hand sent a wave of possessiveness in my chest and I pulled her closer with a jerk.

The touch sent a shiver down Diya’s spine, and she gasped, looking up, meeting my gaze with surprise.

"Ranaa!! ," Diya breathed out, her warm breath fanning over my lips. I hummed in response, Every ounce in my body was screaming to kiss her.

I cupped her face is my hands,

How can vou be so beautiful darline? Mv heart is so enslaved to vou that it's going to explode out of my chest.

"Sirf ek Kami hai." I say with a disappointed look.

Diya’s expression falls as a crease form between her brows, "What is it?"

"Your lipstick is too dark."

A deep crimson paints her skin as she blushes, without a thought she presses her lips against mine.

Her body trembled as she tried to kiss me with undying passion. A soft moan rolled off her tongue. Her grip on my kurta tightened.

She pressed herself to me, making my cock rock hard, all I wanted was to take my wife raw, her lips mingled with mine leaving me hypnotized by her touch.

Her taste was addictive as I craved more. My hand pressed against her face as the other traveled down to grab her ass.

Fuck!

My lips traveled down her skin as I sucked on her throat, "Mine," I whispered before ravishing her skin, my teeth sank into her neck, every ounce of gentleness left my mind.

My cock throbbed as she moaned loudly, "This..feels," she breathed harshly. The animalistic urge to rip her saree and slide into her rose to life,

"Tell me how it feels, baby. Tell me how it feels when your husband wants to rip every ounce of clothing from your body and worship you like the goddess you are."

The need to claim my wife threatened to consume me. The passionate moment was about to swallow us whole, A growl rumbled from my throat.

Diya moaned, "Stop talking and just make me feel good." making it difficult for me to let go, my lips sliding down on her chest until the valley of her breast.

I will, baby.

Her fingers slid into my hair, clutching them, pulling on them as a series of moans blessed my ears, and then I heard it, "Ranaa," She moaned with such a sultry voice it made the wires in my brain experience a short circuit.

Everything else can wait

I removed the pallu away as My hand roamed at the dori of her blouse as I slowly tugged on it, it loosened slightly as I ripped away my lips from her.

I glanced at Diya’s flushed face, her chest traveling up and down as she breathed heavily, "What are you waiting for?"

The V-neck of this blouse allows me to have a peak of the swell of her breast, God, All I want to do is eat her whole, "Say you want this." I growl, the impatience visible in my tone.

"I want this." She let out, and a rage grew inside me as I opened the dori of her blouse and removed the unwanted piece of clothing.

Her body was a temple, meant to be worshiped. Only by me, "Oh, wife You are breathtaking." I sighed out.

My hand moved to her breast as I pressed my hand against her sweet breast, Diya jerked in response.

So sensitive.

My eyes never left hers as I leaned closer, her hard bud invited me closer as I pinched her nipple, making her whimper, "Rana, this is hurting."

"Good hurt?"

"Yesss," she moans as I rub her nipple beneath my thumb.

The more she withered, the more my cock grew hard, the beast inside me wanted to bite down on her skin until my marks covered her whole body.

And that is precisely what I will do

My mouth latches on her honey skin and electricity bursts in my brain, goosebumps rise on her skin as I feel the blood rushing to my sock.

It took a second to come to life as I pushed her on the bed.

Within seconds, I was above her, the views of her, beneath me, made my cock swell, the poor guy is having a hard time.

I sucked her breast in my mouth. So this is what heaven feels like.

Diya whimpered beneath me, the fabric of saree scrunched up her thighs, my hand moved inside the fabric as I rub my thumb against her inner thigh.

"I want to see you, Diya." I say in a husky voice as I pinch her nipple, her skin is red, hickeys all over her chest and neck.

Her hair is ruined, the little too dark lipstick gone and as she breathes heavily.

Suddenly, she looks more beautiful. How does she do this?

"Then see me." She takes my hand and guides it exactly where I want.

Diya scoots closer to me, her blazing hot mouth capturing mine as she gives me a long passionate kiss, "I want you." She whispers, a smirk lifting her lips. Oh! I love my bold wife, what shocks me is when she leans closer, brushing her lips against my ear as she whispers,

"Fuck me, Husband. Make me yours."

[micro-expressions]

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Ethnic Dress for Baby Girls: Tiny Twinkles in Traditional Attire

With baby girls, everything that is put on her immediately turns cute. And add some ethnic charm, and she becomes the mini diva that can steal hearts at every family gathering- along with maybe the snacks. Baby girls' ethnic dresses are not just for fashion but for a splash of culture, tradition, and cuteness beyond measure. From bright chaniya cholis for kids to flowy cotton skirts for girls, there is no dearth of options that make your little one steal the show.

Let's dive deep into the wonderful world of baby girl ethnic dresses because who doesn't love a well-dressed baby bundle twirling on the floor?

Why the Baby Girl Ethnic Dresses Become Perfect? Ethnic wear isn’t just for adults looking to impress their extended family at weddings—it’s a must-have for kids too! Why?

Photo-Worthy Moments: Let’s be honest; every ethnic outfit is a camera magnet. Whether it’s a chaniya choli for kids or a tiny lehenga, you’ll get a treasure trove of photos that deserve their own family album. Comfort Meets Culture: Ethnic dresses for baby girls are made from soft fabrics so that your little one remains comfortable while looking like a doll. Imagine breathable cotton skirts for girls who can crawl, toddle, and twirl to their heart's content. Tradition with a Twist: Dressing up your baby in ethnic attire is like giving them a cultural hug—an early introduction to your family's roots and heritage.

Ethnic Outfits for Babies that are Popular a. Chaniya Choli for Children A favorite during Navratri and festive occasions, the chaniya choli is a mini rendition of traditional Gujarati attire. It consists of a three-piece wonder with vibrant flared skirt (chaniya), beautifully embroidered blouse (choli), and a dupatta that your baby will either twirl with love or pull as a superhero cape. These come in a variety of fabrics and designs, such that it would make any child look like royalty without compromising with comfort.

b) Cotton Skirts for girls They're perfect for those casual festive days when you want a mix of traditional and comfy, and for little girls, cotton skirts are the way to go. Pair them with a cute ethnic top or a crop blouse, and you've got a breezy, stylish look for your baby girl. These skirts are lightweight, easy to manage, and ideal for toddlers who are constantly on the move (and let's be real, they always are).

c) Lehenga-Choli Sets lehenga-choli sets for grand occasions like weddings. Lehenga-choli sets are an extravaganza with intricate embroidery, sequins, and colors that can outshine even the brightest fairy lights. The best part? These sets are tailored to be kid-friendly, ensuring your baby shines like a star while feeling as comfy as a cloud. d) Kurta and Palazzo Combos If you want to get away from the drama of the dupatta, then you would go for kurta-palazzo sets. They are stylish, comfortable, and great for young girls who do not want complicated clothes with a little touch of tradition.

Tips to Pick the Right Ethnic Attire Comfort is key: Babies and itchy clothing is a disaster waiting to happen. Always opt for soft, breathable fabrics like cotton. Size Matters: Pick outfits with adjustable strings or elastic waists for a comfy fit. You don't want a wardrobe malfunction in the middle of a dance-off! Ease of Dressing: Ethnic dresses with minimal layers and simple closures make it easier for you and your baby. Color Palette: Bright, festive colors like red, yellow, and green work wonders for ethnic outfits. But pastels and earthy tones are great for subtler vibes. Accessorize Lightly: Cute bangles, a teeny bindi, or a floral hairband can take the outfit up a notch without overwhelming your baby.

Why Ethnic Wear is a Family Favorite The baby ethnic dresses for girls aren't only a piece of cloth but are tiny balls of joy wrapped in love and tradition. From your toddler laughing and joking around in chaniya choli for kids to hopping around in cotton skirts for girls, it all makes the most gorgeous memories that can last for forever. And then, of course, there is pride: their own culture that they never understand, even at too young an age.

Conclusion: Dressing Up, the Fun Way

It's not just about looking cute; it's a celebration of culture, tradition, and downright adorableness. Whether preparing for a family wedding, festival, or fun photo shoot at home, these outfits put a smile on both children and parents' faces. The bright chaniya cholis, the flowing cotton skirts-there's no one like your little bundle of joy to shine brighter than any festive light.

So, the next time there's an occasion to celebrate, don't just dress your baby girl. Deck her out in ethnic wear as vibrant and charming as her personality. And remember, no matter how stunning the outfit, her mischievous smile will always be the highlight!

[dolcevalentinaofficial]

Baby Bangles: Tiny Treasures That Sparkle with Love and Joy

The arrival of a newborn is a joyous occasion, and a thoughtful gift can help celebrate the special milestone. Baby bangles are a popular choice for new parents, as they are a symbol of love, protection, and hope.

The Enchantment of Baby Bangles

A Symbol of Infinite Love: Baby bangles are a way to show the new baby how much they are loved and cherished. They are a physical representation of the bond between parent and child, and they can be passed down from generation to generation.

Tiny Treasures with Lifelong Stories: Baby bangles can also be a way to commemorate special moments in the child's life. They can be worn on the day of the child's christening, first birthday, or graduation. As the child grows, the bangle will become a cherished keepsake that reminds them of the love and support they have always received.

Versatile and Timeless: Baby bangles can be worn for any occasion. They can be dressed up or down, and they can be worn with any outfit. Their timeless design means that they will never go out of style.

Styles That Steal Hearts

Classic Elegance: Traditional baby bangles are made from precious metals such as gold, silver, or platinum. They often feature delicate engravings or simple designs.

Personalized Wonders: Personalized baby bangles are a unique way to show the child how much they are loved. The bangle can be engraved with the child's name, birthdate, or a special message.

Charm-Filled Dreams: Charm bracelet bangles are a fun and creative way to celebrate the child's unique personality. The bangle can be adorned with charms that represent the child's interests, hobbies, or milestones.

Choosing the Enchanting Baby Bangle

Material Magic: The material of the baby bangle is an important consideration. Precious metals such as gold and silver are durable and will last for many years. Stainless steel is a more affordable option that is also tarnish-resistant.

The Perfect Fit: It is important to choose a baby bangle that fits snugly but comfortably on the child's wrist. Many bangles come with adjustable sizing features.

Safety First: Safety is always a top priority when choosing a baby bangle. The bangle should have smooth edges and a secure closure to prevent it from falling off.

Conclusion

Baby bangles are a beautiful and meaningful way to celebrate the arrival of a new baby. They are a symbol of love, protection, and hope, and they will be cherished by the child for many years to come.

[cutecraves]

Adorable Party Dresses for Baby Girls for Winter Weddings

With the wedding season just around the corner, it’s time to prepare for those magical moments of glamming up and dressing your best. But why should adults have all the fun?

This guide is dedicated to your little fashionista, eager to shine at every celebration this season. Choosing the perfect dress for your baby girl might feel overwhelming given the myriad of options of party dresses for baby girls available. We’re here to make the process simpler and help you pick stylish yet comfy wedding outfits for your little one. Save this guide for quick reference.

Trending Wedding Dresses for Baby Girls

Here are some of the most popular styles to consider for winter weddings:

1. Full length Designer Dresses

Perfect for every style preference, full length designer dresses offer a timeless appeal. They come in various patterns, sleeve styles, and colors, making them a versatile choice for any wedding. Choose a design that’s as unique as your little girl to ensure she feels special.

2. Ball Gowns

No little girl can resist the charm of a ball gown. With its fitted bodice and flowing skirt, this style gives a princess-like vibe, making her feel like Cinderella. Ball gowns are ideal for weddings and birthday parties alike.

3. Frilled Layered Dresses

If you’re looking for a combination of elegance and comfort, frilled layered dresses are a great choice. With a raised waistline and flowing silhouette, these dresses create a graceful look while ensuring that your child remains playful during the wedding functions.

4. Floral Prints

Floral patterns are a classic choice for weddings. They add a whimsical touch to your child’s attire and pair beautifully with floral accessories and comfortable footwear for a complete look.

5. Palazzo Suit Sets

For a blend of tradition and trend, palazzo suits are an excellent option. These outfits offer a contemporary twist on classic ethnic wear, ensuring both style and comfort for your little girl.

6. Indo-Western Styles

Combine ethnic charm with modern flair by opting for Indo-Western outfits. Available in a variety of cuts, fabrics, and patterns, these styles are perfect for semi-formal occasions and weddings.

7. Lehenga Choli

A vibrant lehenga choli paired with traditional accessories like bangles and mojaris is always a show-stopper. This outfit is not only stylish but also comfortable enough for your child to wear all day.

8. Pre-Stitched Sarees

Pre-stitched sarees are a delightful choice for kids aged 4–12. Lightweight and easy to manage, these sarees let your little one enjoy the charm of traditional attire without any hassle.

Tips for Selecting the Perfect Wedding Dress for Your Baby Girl

Special occasions like weddings call for extra-special outfits for baby girls. Here are some useful tips to make sure your little princess looks adorable and feels comfortable in her wedding dress:

1. Check the Comfort

While it’s tempting to choose extravagant dresses, comfort should always come first. Make sure the fabric is soft on her delicate skin and the outfit is easy to wear for extended hours. Opt for fuss-free designs that allow her to move freely and enjoy the festivities.

2. Opt for Vibrant Colors 

For non-themed weddings, go for bright and vibrant colors. These hues not only add to the festive vibe but also make your little girl stand out in photographs. If she’s old enough, let her have a say in choosing the colors to nurture her budding sense of style.

3. Avoid  Flashy Designs

Elegance is key when selecting a wedding dress for baby girls. Choose sophisticated designs that make your little princess the center of attention for all the right reasons. Subtle embellishments and tasteful patterns can create a stunning yet understated look.

4. Choose the Right Size

Children grow quickly, so finding the right fit is essential. Avoid dresses that are too snug or overly loose. Instead, look for outfits with adjustable features to ensure a perfect fit that lasts longer.

Final Thoughts

Dressing up your child for a wedding is a fun yet challenging task. The goal is to strike a balance between style and comfort, ensuring she can play, dance, and enjoy without any restrictions.

Explore a wide range of trendy, eco-friendly, and comfortable outfits for kids at Cute Craves. From festive ensembles to casual wear, our collection caters to every occasion, making your little one lo ok and feel fabulous.

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Adjustable Gold Bangles for Baby Girl: A Perfect Choice for Little Ones

Gold bangles are timeless accessories that suit all ages, from adults to newborns. When it comes to jewelry for babies, parents often seek pieces that are both beautiful and safe, and adjustable gold bangles for baby girls are a top choice. These tiny, adorable bracelets are not only a delightful accessory but are also designed with flexibility and comfort in mind, ensuring that they grow with your little one.

In this guide, we’ll explore the benefits of adjustable gold bangles for baby girls, important factors to consider, different designs available, and tips for selecting the perfect one.

Why Choose Adjustable Gold Bangles for Baby Girls?

When shopping for baby jewelry, especially bangles, flexibility, comfort, and safety are essential. Here are a few reasons why adjustable gold bangles for baby girls make an ideal choice:

1. Adjustability and Longevity

Babies grow quickly, and standard-sized jewelry may not fit for long. Adjustable gold bangles can be expanded as your child grows, offering a lasting piece that can be worn over several months or even years.

This adaptability makes it a cost-effective option, as parents won’t need to frequently replace the bangle due to size issues.

2. Comfort and Safety

Designed with smooth, rounded edges and soft finishes, adjustable bangles are safe for delicate baby skin.

They often include locking mechanisms to prevent slipping off while ensuring they don’t pinch or irritate the skin.

3. Sentimental and Traditional Value

In many cultures, gold jewelry for babies carries sentimental and cultural significance. It’s often given as a gift from grandparents or other relatives, symbolizing blessings and protection.

Gold bangles can become cherished heirlooms that carry emotional value and can be passed down through generations.

4. Stylish and Adorable Designs

Adjustable gold bangles for baby girls come in various elegant and cute designs, adding a touch of style to your little one’s outfits.

With options like plain gold, designs with small charms, or bangles engraved with names or initials, there’s something for every taste.

Types of Adjustable Gold Bangles for Baby Girls

The range of designs in children’s gold bangles has expanded over the years, with jewelers offering traditional and contemporary styles that can fit the personality of every baby girl. Let’s look at some popular types:

1. Plain Gold Bangles

Simple, elegant, and timeless, plain gold bangles remain a popular choice. They can feature a smooth, shiny finish or a matte look.

These bangles are suitable for everyday wear and match well with any outfit.

2. Charm Bangles

Small charms, such as hearts, stars, or tiny animal figures, make the bangle look playful and cute. These are often attached in a way that they don’t bother the baby but add character to the jewelry.

Charm bangles make great gift items as they’re unique and eye-catching.

3. Engraved or Personalized Bangles

Many jewelers offer engraving services, allowing you to personalize the bangle with the baby’s name, birthdate, or initials.

This customization can make the bangle a meaningful keepsake, creating a sentimental connection.

4. Bangles with Gemstone Accents

Adding small gemstones like birthstones or diamonds can add elegance to a baby’s gold bangle. These tiny accents are usually securely set to prevent any risk of falling out.

Bangles with gemstone accents are perfect for special occasions, adding sparkle to the baby’s outfit.

5. Cuff Bangles with Open Ends

Cuff bangles with slightly open ends allow easy adjustments and tend to be more flexible, making them comfortable for growing babies.

These bangles are designed to be slipped on and off effortlessly without causing any discomfort.

Factors to Consider When Buying Adjustable Gold Bangles for Baby Girls

When selecting children’s gold bangles, especially for babies, there are a few important factors to keep in mind:

1. Purity of Gold

Gold for baby jewelry is usually crafted from 18K or 22K gold. Both options offer durability, but 22K gold is more valuable due to its higher gold content.

However, 18K gold bangles might be slightly harder and more resilient, making them a practical option for everyday wear.

2. Adjustable Mechanism

Look for bangles with an adjustable mechanism that allows smooth resizing without causing discomfort. Some designs come with a clasp, while others have expandable bands.

The adjustable feature should be easy for adults to handle, but secure enough to prevent the bangle from coming undone during wear.

3. Weight and Size

Babies have delicate wrists, so choose a bangle that is lightweight and appropriately sized. Heavy jewelry can be uncomfortable and may even lead to skin irritation.

Opt for a slim, light design to ensure the bangle is comfortable for everyday use.

4. Safety and Comfort

Prioritize rounded edges, hypoallergenic materials, and secure settings to prevent the risk of scratches or irritation.

Ensure the bangle is free from sharp edges and is crafted in a way that it won’t accidentally snag on baby clothes or cause injury.

5. Certification and Authenticity

Make sure to buy from reputable jewelers who provide certifications for authenticity, as well as warranty details.

Certified jewelry is a mark of genuine gold and ensures you’re investing in a high-quality piece.

Tips for Choosing the Perfect Adjustable Gold Bangle

With so many options available, here are some tips to make choosing the perfect adjustable gold bangle for your baby girl easy:

Consider the Occasion: Decide if the bangle is for daily wear or special occasions. Simpler designs suit everyday use, while embellished bangles work well for events.

Match with Other Jewelry: If you have other pieces like earrings or a pendant for your baby, look for a bangle that complements them for a cohesive look.

Research Reputable Jewelers: Ensure you buy from trusted jewelers who offer quality guarantees and certifications. Many reputable jewelers provide online shopping options, so you can browse and compare from the comfort of your home.

Look for Warranty Options: Some jewelers offer maintenance services, resizing, or repairs if needed. Opt for a jeweler that provides these after-purchase services to maintain the bangle's quality over time.

Frequently Asked Questions (FAQs)

1. What is the recommended age for babies to wear gold bangles?

While gold bangles can be safely worn by newborns, many parents wait until their baby is a few months old to introduce jewelry. Always consult with your pediatrician if you have any concerns.

2. Are adjustable gold bangles safe for babies?

Yes, when chosen with the right safety features, adjustable gold bangles are safe. Look for bangles with smooth finishes, hypoallergenic materials, and no loose stones or charms that could come off.

3. How do I clean and maintain my baby’s gold bangle?

Regularly wipe the bangle with a soft cloth to keep it clean. Avoid using harsh chemicals, and check with your jeweler for professional cleaning services as needed.

4. Can children’s gold bangles be resized?

Adjustable bangles are designed to expand and contract to fit growing wrists, but traditional gold bangles without adjustable features cannot be resized easily.

5. Where can I buy authentic adjustable gold bangles for baby girls?

Reputable jewelry stores, both online and offline, offer a variety of adjustable gold bangles for baby girls. Always verify the authenticity and certification of the gold before purchasing.

Conclusion

Adjustable gold bangles for baby girls are a perfect choice for parents looking to adorn their little ones with stylish and safe jewelry. These bangles provide both longevity and comfort, allowing them to grow with the child while holding sentimental value. When buying a bangle, consider factors such as purity, safety, and design to ensure you’re choosing a piece that your child will cherish for years.

Whether you're looking for a simple, classic design or a personalized bangle with charm accents, there's a wide range of children's gold bangles to explore. With the right choice, this precious piece of jewelry will become a meaningful keepsake, representing love, protection, and beautiful memories for you and your baby girl.

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The Ultimate Guide to Children's Bracelets: Finding the Perfect Style for Your Little One

Children’s jewelry has become a popular trend, with bracelets as one of the most cherished choices for parents and gift-givers alike. Whether for a birthday, religious ceremony, or simply to dress up a child’s wardrobe, children's bracelets bring a touch of elegance and charm. This guide will help you understand the types of bracelets available for children, especially children's gold bracelets, how to choose the best fit, and essential care tips to ensure long-lasting beauty.

1. Why Choose a Bracelet for Your Child?

A bracelet is more than just a piece of jewelry; it can hold sentimental value and even become a cherished heirloom. Whether it's a simple design or an intricately crafted children's gold bracelet, these tiny accessories can make a lasting impact. Here are a few reasons why bracelets for children are popular choices:

Special Keepsakes: Bracelets often symbolize love and protection and can be treasured as a keepsake.

Unique Style: A bracelet can add personality to a child’s outfit, especially on special occasions.

Perfect Gifts: Bracelets are popular gifts for birthdays, baby showers, baptisms, and other celebrations.

2. Types of Children’s Bracelets

With many styles available, selecting the ideal bracelet for a child can be fun. Here are some popular types of children's bracelets to consider:

a. Gold Bracelets for Children

Gold remains a timeless choice in jewelry, and children's gold bracelets are no exception. Gold bracelets are durable, hypoallergenic, and add an element of luxury.

18k Gold Bracelets: Known for their durability and beautiful luster, 18k gold bracelets are ideal for children who may wear them regularly.

Gold-Plated Bracelets: For a more affordable option, gold-plated bracelets offer a touch of elegance without the full investment of pure gold.

b. Silver Bracelets

Silver is another hypoallergenic metal commonly used in children's bracelets. While silver bracelets may not have the same timeless appeal as gold, they offer a more affordable alternative.

c. Beaded Bracelets

Beaded bracelets come in various materials, including gemstone, plastic, and wooden beads. These bracelets can be custom-made in different colors and sizes, making them fun for children to wear.

d. Charm Bracelets

Charm bracelets are both trendy and customizable, allowing you to add charms that signify special moments or traits. For example, you can choose charms shaped like hearts, stars, animals, or letters, adding a personal touch to the bracelet.

e. Adjustable Bracelets

Since children grow quickly, adjustable bracelets can be a smart choice. These bracelets are designed with adjustable bands or chains, allowing the child to wear them comfortably for years.

3. Choosing the Right Children's Gold Bracelet

Gold bracelets for children come in a range of styles, sizes, and designs. When choosing a children's gold bracelet, here are some factors to keep in mind:

a. Size

Measure the child’s wrist accurately. Most children's bracelets range from 4 to 6 inches. Adjustable gold bracelets are ideal as they provide flexibility and comfort.

b. Design

Gold bracelets come in various designs, from sleek and minimalist to intricate and traditional. Here are a few popular designs:

Bangle Style: A classic choice that can be slipped over the wrist, often with engraved designs or patterns.

Chain Bracelets: These bracelets are delicate and usually come with a secure clasp, making them a practical choice.

ID Bracelets: Often personalized with the child’s name or initials, ID bracelets are a popular gift for newborns and young children.

c. Safety and Durability

Children’s jewelry should be durable and safe. Check that the bracelet doesn’t have any sharp edges, as these can hurt a child’s delicate skin. Ensure the clasp is secure but easy to open by an adult.

4. The Benefits of Children’s Gold Bracelets

Gold bracelets are particularly popular for their hypoallergenic properties and durability. Here’s why investing in a children's gold bracelet can be worthwhile:

Hypoallergenic Properties: Gold is less likely to cause skin irritation, making it suitable for children with sensitive skin.

Timeless Appeal: Gold jewelry remains in style across generations, making it a lasting keepsake.

Durability: Unlike other metals, gold doesn’t tarnish easily, which ensures the bracelet stays beautiful over the years.

5. When to Gift a Children’s Bracelet

Children’s bracelets make excellent gifts for several occasions:

Birthdays: A special gold bracelet can make a child’s birthday unforgettable.

Baby Showers: Bracelets for babies are cherished by new parents and can even become family heirlooms.

Religious Ceremonies: Baptisms, christenings, and naming ceremonies are traditional events where children’s jewelry, especially gold, is gifted.

6. Caring for a Children’s Bracelet

Proper care is essential to keep a children’s bracelet, especially a children's gold bracelet, looking beautiful for years. Here are some care tips:

Cleaning: Use a soft cloth to clean the bracelet gently. For gold bracelets, a mild soap solution can help remove dirt and oils. Avoid harsh chemicals, as these can damage the metal.

Storage: Store the bracelet in a fabric-lined jewelry box to prevent scratches. Keeping it away from other jewelry items can also reduce the risk of tangling.

Regular Checks: For bracelets with clasps or delicate designs, check periodically to ensure no parts are loose or damaged.

7. Children’s Bracelet Trends in 2024

Fashion trends in children’s jewelry change rapidly, with some enduring styles becoming timeless. Here are the top children's bracelet trends for 2024:

Minimalist Designs: Simple, elegant designs with clean lines are becoming popular.

Personalization: Bracelets engraved with the child’s name, initials, or meaningful symbols are trending.

Ethically Sourced Gold: As consumers become more conscious of ethical practices, bracelets made from responsibly sourced gold are in demand.

Charm Additions: Charm bracelets with unique, detachable charms are also gaining popularity, allowing for personalization and creativity.

8. Top Places to Buy Children’s Gold Bracelets

Finding a trustworthy store for children’s bracelets is essential. Here are some tips on where to buy them:

Jewelry Stores: Reputable jewelry stores often carry children's gold bracelets and have knowledgeable staff who can help you choose the right one.

Online Retailers: Many online retailers specialize in children's jewelry. Be sure to read customer reviews and check for certifications.

Artisan Markets: Handcrafted bracelets from artisan markets can provide unique, one-of-a-kind options.

9. Conclusion: Why a Children’s Bracelet is a Worthwhile Investment

A children's bracelet is more than a beautiful accessory; it's a meaningful keepsake that holds sentimental value. From the variety of materials and styles to special moments like gifting on birthdays or religious ceremonies, children's bracelets offer charm and elegance. Among these, a children's gold bracelet is a particularly timeless choice, offering both durability and hypoallergenic properties. By considering factors like size, design, and care, you can choose a bracelet that will be cherished for years to come.

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A Guide to Choosing the Perfect Children's Gold Bangles: Trends, Tips, and Benefits

Gold jewelry holds a special place in traditions worldwide, and gold bangles are often cherished items gifted to children on significant occasions. These bangles are not only beautiful and precious but also carry cultural significance, symbolizing blessings, health, and prosperity. In recent years, the trend of gifting children’s gold bangles has seen a resurgence, with an emphasis on design, safety, and practicality. Here’s a guide to understanding everything about gold bangles for kids and why adjustable gold bangles for baby girls are becoming a popular choice.

1. The Significance of Children's Gold Bangles

Gold bangles hold traditional value in many cultures. When gifted to children, they symbolize blessings, protection, and a good fortune. Besides their sentimental value, children's gold bangles are also often retained as keepsakes, passed down through generations.

In various cultures, bangles are presented at special events such as birthdays, baby showers, or naming ceremonies. For families with a legacy of gold jewelry, gifting bangles has an added charm, connecting the child to their heritage.

2. Popular Designs in Children's Gold Bangles

There is a wide array of styles when it comes to children’s gold bangles. From minimalist bands to intricate motifs, these designs cater to both tradition and modern trends. Here are some popular choices:

Simple Gold Bands: These are timeless classics, ideal for daily wear. Simple bands are comfortable, smooth, and easy for little ones to wear without any sharp edges or embellishments.

Textured Bangles: With engraved patterns or subtle etchings, textured bangles offer a stylish look while remaining safe and comfortable for kids.

Cartoon-Inspired Bangles: Designs featuring cartoon characters, animals, or fun patterns appeal to young children. These bangles are both playful and valuable, making them popular choices.

Adjustable Gold Bangles: For infants and toddlers, adjustable gold bangles for baby girls and boys have become quite popular. They’re designed with a flexible mechanism, allowing parents to adjust the size as the child grows, making them a more practical and durable choice.

Studded Bangles: For special occasions, you may find bangles studded with stones or enamel detailing, making them more ornamental. These are ideal for family gatherings, ceremonies, or festive wear.

3. Why Choose Adjustable Gold Bangles for Baby Girls?

One of the most significant trends in children's jewelry today is adjustable gold bangles. These bangles offer several benefits:

Versatility and Fit: Adjustable bangles can be resized as the child grows, ensuring a comfortable fit over the years. This flexibility reduces the need for frequent replacements as the child’s wrist size changes.

Cost-Effective: Since adjustable bangles last longer due to their flexible sizing, they are a more economical choice for parents, providing more extended use without compromising quality or style.

Enhanced Safety: Adjustable gold bangles are typically designed with smooth edges and mechanisms that prevent pinching or scratching, ensuring they are safe for babies and toddlers.

Variety in Designs: Adjustable gold bangles for baby girls come in many designs, from plain to intricate, ensuring there’s something for every style preference.

4. Factors to Consider When Buying Children's Gold Bangles

When purchasing gold bangles for children, there are a few essential factors to keep in mind:

a. Safety and Comfort

Safety is paramount when buying jewelry for children. Make sure the bangle doesn’t have sharp edges, stones that may come loose, or any small parts that could cause discomfort or harm. Look for bangles that are smooth and well-finished, with secure clasps.

b. Purity of Gold

For children’s jewelry, 18K to 22K gold is generally recommended, as it strikes a balance between durability and purity. Higher purity gold, while beautiful, can be softer and more prone to scratches or bends, making it less ideal for active children.

c. Weight and Thickness

A lighter, thinner bangle is generally more comfortable for a child to wear, especially for daily use. Heavy bangles may be uncomfortable for babies and young children, and lighter designs are usually better suited for their delicate wrists.

d. Adjustable vs. Fixed Size

As previously mentioned, adjustable gold bangles for baby girls are ideal as they can be resized. However, for older children who may have stable wrist sizes, fixed-size bangles are also a good choice.

5. Caring for Children's Gold Bangles

Gold jewelry can last for generations when properly cared for. Here are some tips to keep children's gold bangles looking new:

Regular Cleaning: Use a gentle soap and water solution to clean the bangles, especially if they’re worn daily. Avoid harsh chemicals or abrasive materials that could scratch the gold.

Safe Storage: Store the bangles in a soft cloth pouch or a lined jewelry box to prevent them from getting scratched by other items.

Avoid Exposure to Chemicals: Gold can react with certain chemicals found in lotions, perfumes, or swimming pool water. It’s a good idea to remove the bangles during activities involving chemicals.

Check for Adjustability: For adjustable bangles, ensure the resizing mechanism is functioning well and doesn’t become loose over time, which could compromise the bangle’s fit and safety.

6. Choosing the Right Occasion for Gifting Children’s Gold Bangles

Children’s gold bangles make an excellent gift for a variety of occasions:

Birthdays: A beautifully crafted bangle can be a memorable birthday gift.

Religious Ceremonies: Baptisms, christenings, or other religious events are common occasions for presenting gold jewelry.

Cultural Festivals: Festivals such as Diwali, Eid, or Christmas can also be perfect times to gift children gold jewelry as a gesture of good fortune.

Baby Showers: Gold bangles for babies are popular gifts at baby showers, symbolizing blessings for the newborn.

7. Where to Buy Children's Gold Bangles

When purchasing children's gold bangles, it’s essential to choose reputable jewelers to ensure the authenticity and quality of the gold. Consider looking for the following:

Certified Jeweler: Ensure the jeweler is certified, as this guarantees the purity and authenticity of the gold.

Hallmarked Jewelry: Hallmarked gold jewelry is certified by the government and assures the buyer of the gold’s quality and purity.

Online Options: Many trusted jewelry brands offer online options with customization features, allowing you to choose size, design, and material. Ensure to check the return and exchange policies for online purchases.

8. Customization Options in Children’s Gold Bangles

Many jewelers offer custom options for children’s gold bangles, which allows you to create a unique design. Customizations could include:

Engravings: Adding a child’s name or initials to the bangle can make it more personal and memorable.

Colorful Inlays: Some bangles come with enamel work or colorful inlays, making the bangle vibrant and appealing to children.

Traditional Symbols: In many cultures, symbols like the evil eye or specific motifs are added to children’s jewelry for blessings and protection.

Conclusion

Children's gold bangles are more than just a piece of jewelry; they’re tokens of love, blessings, and tradition. With options like adjustable gold bangles for baby girls, parents can invest in a meaningful and practical piece of jewelry that grows along with their child. From design choices to care tips, keeping these considerations in mind will help you select the perfect bangle that is safe, stylish, and timeless.

Gold bangles for children make a wonderful, lasting gift, adding a touch of tradition and elegance to a young child’s journey through life. Whether it’s a simple band or an intricately designed bangle, these pieces hold emotional significance and can be treasured for years to come.