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[lokissceptres]

Collared | Xavier x Neutral!Reader | 18+

inspired by that one art ref people keep using teehee, the new v-day banner inspired me to actually finish this

warnings: 18+, collar, leash, choking, dom reader? soft dom, possessive xavi, POSSESIVE reader, mating press (idk how we ended up here.)

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"Since you want everyone to know that I'm spoken for... I have a gift for you" you say softly, reaching behind you to pick up the dark giftbox behind you. Xavier, who stood a few feet away from you tilted his head and hummed, confused, but intruiged.

“How about this collar to show everyone you’re mine hmm?” you say, holding out a dark blue Xavier sized collar. You had it custom made for him, embezzled with moon and star shaped yellow stones, a star name-tag that had ‘Xavier’ engraved into it.

Xavier stilled, slightly flushed at the idea that you would collar him, but another side of him was almost elated that you’d claim him so publicly. “A collar?” he breathed, still hesitant to take it.

Wordlessly, you retracted your outstretched arm, holding it firmly in two hands, admiring how the details glistened under the lights. Xavier’s eyebrows furrowed, reminded of your nosy neighbour who was so insistent on befriending you. If he saw you two together, with the collar on, maybe he’d understand that you were his. You didn’t need any new friends. You had him.

He stepped forward on the carpeted floor of your room and took the collar from your hands. “Help me put it on?” He said, leaning his head towards you. After some fiddling you fit it round his neck, being careful not to choke him. You pull away, delighted in your work, hands on your hips, smirking slightly. It really did suit him.

“Proud of yourself?” he whispered closing the gap between you two again. There was something exciting about being so obviously claimed by you, and made even better by your excitement about it.

“Hmm... Almost” you replied. Xavier stood confused. Almost? he thought, not noticing you reach beside you and grab something. He only noticed when you had one side of it hooked to the silver hoop at the front of his collar. A leash. A silver chain with a navy handle just like the collar, adorned with more of those cute yellow star gems. You tugged on the leash, jerking him forward, using your other hand to hold his chin up directly infront of your face.

"Now I'm proud of myself" you say happily, admiring how natural he looks leashed. Xavier's brows furrowed again, a complicated emotion washing over his features. Before he had the chance to say anything you pulled on his leash again, forcing your lips to touch. Xavier moaned this time, pushing himself further into you. The feeling of the collar constricting his neck felt better than he would've ever thought. He'd be lying if he said the thought of you doing something like this to claim him had never crossed his mind. Kissing you feverently, he pushed his already rock hard erection into you, forcing your knees to buckle and landing you on the counter where the giftbox had been. Pulling his leash even tigher, which earned you a whine from him, you used your free hand to outline the bulge now grinding against you.

His movements faultered with the contact and you quickly used this to turn yourself around, leash still tightly in hand, so Xavier was now pushing up against your ass, leash so tight that his head was by yours. You pushed yourself against him, almost commanding him to hurry up. He whimpered again, quickly removing your lower clothing, too impatient and flustered to bother with the rest. Freeing himself from his sweats he ground his bare cock against you before pushing himself in swiftly, hissing into your ear. He didn't move at first, letting you become adjusted to him, and also because he was so turned on that he was already so so sensitive. However, before he was ready you yanked on his collar again, forcing him to push himself even deeper into you. He let out a string of curses cushioned with a whine but didn't hesitate to start pistoning himself deeply and slowly. It was almost a painful pace. His hands fixating on your hips to pull you onto his cock as he pushed into your deepest points.

Seeing you, head lulled, leash in hand and still occassionally tugging on it to command him, unlocked something in him and he began moving with alarming pace. His strokes not getting any shallower, relentlessly pounding into you. You both slowly devolved into whimpering, moaning messes, neither ready to give into another. Somewhere along the lines, he'd flipped you onto your back again. Hands still gripped firmly onto your hips, pushing himself deeper and deeper into you.

"I dont need this collar to show everyone I'm yours" he growled into your ear, still continuing with unwavering pace.

"Maybe so.. but you still like it though" you managed to get out between gasps. He hummed in response, there was no denying it. Leash still in hand you wrapped yourself around him, hands around his neck, legs around his hips, locking him in place. "If you do that, I can't-" he whined. His thrusts began to faulter, losing their rythm, his moans turning more into frenzied whimpers. Your legs tightened around him as you came, the action sending him over the edge simulatenously with a loud gasp. He kept slowly bucking into you, helping you both ride out your orgasms. Your grip had competely softened on the leash by now. With his remaining strength, he scooped you up and pulled you onto the sofa with him.

"I don't know if I can get away with wearing this with my uniform..." he said softly.

"You don't seriously have to wear it out" you started, "We can just keep it for fun"

Xavier pouted at this. "Maybe I want to wear it."

"What happened to not needing the collar to show you're mine huh?" You couldn't help but chuckle at his pouty expression as you pulled him in for soft kiss.

[jooheonspinky]

Trivia: Love

Characters: Namjoon x Female Reader

Genre: idol!au, angst, smut

Synopses: A few years ago, Y/N met Namjoon while at a movie theatre. Hitting it off, they come to an agreement wherein Y/N signs a contract that entails helping Namjoon “de-stress” whenever he is in the US, even having Y/N travel to several of BTS’ stops when they are on tour. But then the pandemic hit, and it has now been almost two years since they have seen each other in person. With BTS coming to LA for several concerts and interviews, will they be able to get back to how things were before, or have the two changed too much in that time apart? 

Warnings: set during the COVID pandemic, mentions of mask-wearing and COVID tests, fingering, unprotected sex (both get STI tested before visits, as per contract. Not specified in story, but Y/N takes birth control).

A/N: This story is inspired by a dream I had on August 26, 2018. You can find the dream here on my Kpop Dream Logs. It took me several years to flesh out and finish this story and I'm really excited to finally get this put out there. I really hope you enjoy it. Please feel free to like, reblog, and comment. I really appreciate you taking time out of your day to read my work.

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Part 1

Word Count: 4.5K

November 27, 2021

“Hi,” I offer the middle-aged woman behind the front desk as polite a smile as I can convey through my eyes. Trying to be as casual yet discreet as possible, I lower my voice and lean in as I state, “The room for Mr. Moonchild, please.”

The woman’s eyes narrow for just a millisecond before the friendly customer service expression settles back in place. Well, as far as I could tell, due to the navy blue face mask emblazoned with the hotel's logo on the right side covering half of her face.

“Name, please?” she probes, her tone neutral.

“Nabi Bomnal,” I provide the code name he had given me so long ago, my voice slightly muffled with my black medical-style face mask covering the lower half of my face. I resist the urge to tap my fingernails on the shiny granite top of the desk separating us, nervous anxiousness threatening to buckle my knees.

She hums her acknowledgment, and I can feel her eyes judging me as they flick from her computer screen and back to my face a few times as she types. I hold back saying, “We’re just friends,” as a way to justify why I’m here so she can stop searing my soul with her disapproving looks. She knows why I’m here. Yes, this woman knows exactly why I’m here.

“Ok. You are all set, Miss Bomnal.” Her eyes beam, and she seems way too cheerful. “I’ve already paged Mr. Choi. He will meet you at the elevators and direct you to the requested room.”

“Thanks,” I mumble, throwing her an awkward smile, though I know she can’t see it. 

I hope the gesture comes off more amicably through my eyes than it feels before hurrying off to the elevator lobby. This whole interaction would not have bothered me in the past. These were the exact steps I took two to three times a year, and I had been okay with it, ignoring the knowing looks given to me by hotel staff. However, this time, I find myself nervous and feeling ill at ease, my hands clammy as one tugs a suitcase down the marble flooring and the other hangs at my side, fist clenching and unclenching as I walk. It almost feels as if it is my first time all over again.

The elevator doors open just as I approach them, and a large, muscular man fills the space inside. He’s in all black from head to toe. His tucked-in T-shirt, whose sleeves hug his biceps a bit too tightly, also clings to his chest and torso muscles. My eyes continue down to a tapered waist, the shirt disappearing into his jeans. Black sneakers complete his outfit.

“Mr. Choi,” I greet him with a genuine smile and a short bow. “It's good to see you are well.”

He bows back. “I’m glad you are also healthy and well. Come, let me take that.”

It was fruitless to protest. For several years, this has been precisely the way our meetings started. I long ago gave up fighting him about lugging my suitcase around. Mr. Choi may look menacing, but he was a sweetheart underneath all that height and muscle.

“It’s been a while, huh?” I make small talk as the elevator doors close behind me.

“Almost two years,” he hums behind his black face mask. 

“Two years,” I parrot quietly in wonderment. 

We’re quiet after that, each of us left to our thoughts. It’s not for long, though. Soon, the elevator pings, the doors slide open quietly, and we step out onto a plush crimson carpet. Suddenly, the black skinny jeans, purple long-sleeve shirt, and black flats I wear make me feel underdressed.

Not that it would matter. It’s not like I would have them on for too much longer.

“Here we are,” Mr. Choi interrupts my thoughts. He swipes the key card over the black reader beneath the door handle, and there is an audible click as the lock disengages. Ever the gentleman, he holds the door open for me, and I walk into the large room. “You know the drill,” he starts after leaving my luggage by the door. “Here’s the key card. Make sure to leave it here at the end of your stay.” He hands me the card even as he continues his usual spiel. “Your negative COVID test results came through, as did your medical assessment. All is well, as usual.” I press my lips together, my cheeks warming up. Shouldn’t I be used to this by now? “I have reviewed his information also, and all came back negative. Here is a copy for your peace of mind, but for privacy reasons and the conservation of his reputation, the company has remitted his name, date of birth, and demographics. Since you are here, am I to understand you are still in agreement with the contract and arrangement made four years ago? I can provide another copy if you need it.”

Oh, I understand, I think dispiritedly. I understand that this is still just business between us.

“No need,” I let out a short chuckle, waving my hand as if that would brush away the brooding thoughts in my mind. “Yes, I still agree to all the terms. I understand.”

“Ok,” he nods, passing me the medical and COVID documents. “He left you something in the bedroom. Food, snacks, and drinks are in the fridge if you get hungry. My number is still the same. Call me if you need anything or if there is an emergency. They are due to arrive sometime after midnight, so you still have a few hours to yourself.”

“Thanks, Mr. Choi.”

“Have a good night.”

I wish him the same as I walk him to the door. Once he’s gone, I slip out of my shoes, leaving them by the door, and I grab my suitcase to head towards the bedroom. The hotel room was pretty much an apartment. There was a small bathroom to the left and a coat closet to the right in the foyer. The full kitchen had a stove, microwave, counter space, sink, and full-size fridge. Everything is stainless steel. The kitchen was on the right once you exited the foyer. Ahead from the entryway is a large living room area with a television, a couch, a loveseat, a chair, and a coffee table to the left. The TV sits in a shelving unit that takes up most of the wall, and many books of different colors and sizes fill the shelves. A sitting area on the opposite end of the room is arranged in front of a fireplace. Off-center to the living room and sitting area is a sleek black dining table with eight chairs, the chair cushions white, just like the couches and seats around the room. Beyond the dining room is a set of sliding glass doors leading to a roomy balcony with outdoor seating matching the decor inside the living space and a fire pit.

Turning left past the dining table, I finally reach the bedroom. Opening it up, I find a spacious room with a California King-sized bed. The covering atop the bed is fluffy and thick, hinting at the comfort it will provide. A set of French doors leads out to the balcony, a settee invitingly sitting near them, offering the person who sat there a nice view of the space outside.

Reaching the closet on the opposite side of the room, I unpack. I don’t have much, but I hang my clothing on the available hangers to avoid too many wrinkles. As usual, I leave everything else in the suitcase but take out my toiletries. In the bathroom, I can’t help but smile. It was a beautiful area with marble, the palest of pinks surrounding the Jack and Jill sinks. The walls were white marble tiles with light grey streaks, while the marble on the floor was also white, the grey whisps a darker shade. The same tiles continue into the shower, which is right across from the sinks, a luxurious area with several showerheads that I could not wait to use. At the end of the room, there was a grande deep tub. I was quite certain Namjoon and I could both soak in there together. At the opposite end, nearer to where I had entered, a quick stroll over has me confirming it was the toilet, separated from the rest of the bathroom.

Glancing down at my watch, I see it’s already 10:35 p.m., so I opt for taking a shower before it gets too late or I get too tired. Namjoon wasn’t due until after midnight, so I could have a leisurely shower and then lounge around while waiting for him.

But first, I want to see what’s in the bag Namjoon set at the end of the bed. Back in the bedroom, I quickly pull out the lilac tissue paper until a card and the present are revealed at the bottom. I can’t help but smile as I read the note.

Nabi,

I saw this and thought of you. I know you will wear it well. I also got you a little something for those days when you miss the moon. It will keep you company until you can see it again.

See you soon,

Moonchild

Grabbing the box the card had been lying on, my fingers brushed against a soft material. I chuckle to myself, already imagining what it could be. First, though, I wanted to see what was in the black box. Opening it, I can’t help but smile fondly as the contents are revealed. A full moon hangs from a silver chain, a small silver butterfly dangling a few links up. I waste no time clasping it around my neck, the moon charm falling just above my cleavage. 

Clutching it in my hand lovingly, I can’t help but wonder if his message had a double meaning. Yes, he gave me a little moon, something we both loved to look at. But he knows I associate him with it, not just because of his song ‘Moonchild,’ but because he loves to walk beneath the moon to release his creativity. So when his note says I can look at the necklace when I miss the moon, and it can keep me company until I see it again, was he talking about the literal moon, or was he talking about himself? 

Aloud, I can’t help but frown and say, “Nah.”

Namjoon has not indicated this whole time that there is more between us than a hook-up a few times a year. We do keep in touch by talking and texting over the phone when we are apart, even with his busy schedule, but I never get the sense that there is any romantic interest on his part whatsoever. Anyway, as Mr. Choi pointed out earlier, this was nothing but a business transaction, and I would be a fool if I let myself think anything more could ever come from this.

Not wanting to overthink the gift anymore, I moved on to the other item I had felt when I had gone to grab the box. Smiling, I lift the lingerie, trying to figure out exactly what it was besides purple lace and thin satin ribbon. I guess I would find out better once I put it on. With that thought in mind, I head back into the bathroom to shower.

Feeling refreshed after my shower, I sit comfortably on the bed, a near-empty glass of wine in my hand as I watch a movie to pass the time. Repositioning myself, I feel the lingerie shift beneath the robe I’d tied over it. As the material grazes across my skin, I’m reminded that Namjoon has yet to arrive to see me in the one-piece bodysuit he’d bought me. It barely covers anything, the deep-plunging V-neck stopping short of my navel. The material leaves nothing to the imagination, but the color compliments my skin well and accentuates my curves. The lace in the back only covers half of my ass, and the satin adjustable criss-cross straps leave most of my skin bare as it comes to a neat bow at my lower back. It certainly could leave anyone who wore it feeling sexy, and despite some insecurities, even I cannot deny that I could not wait to see Namjoon’s reaction to me wearing it.

The evening seems to be crawling by. The anticipation of seeing him after all this time has my nerves somewhere between frayed with anxiety and horny as hell. Either way, I feel like I’m on the verge of screaming. 

Downing the last bit of wine, I make my way to the kitchen, cleaning up my mess from earlier and leaving the dishes to dry on the counter before slipping out of the robe and sliding in under the bed covers.

Though I am so nervous, the combination of the flight and my jittery nerves has worn me out. I had wanted to stay awake to greet him, but the evening was going too slowly. So, I decided to kill time with sleep. Letting out a shaky breath, I feel myself slowly relaxing. The wine helps, and my eyes slip shut a short time later.

A door closing in the distance wakes me from a restless sleep. I had left the bathroom light on with the door just a smidge open to push back some of the darkness. I scramble off the bed, anticipating finally seeing him in front of me after so long driving away any remnants of sleep left behind.

As I step towards it, the bedroom door flies open, and I gasp. There he is. Kim Namjoon in an off-white suit, the suit jacket unbuttoned. The vest beneath has nothing underneath it, and my eyes are drawn to the deep V of the vest that shows a bit of bare flesh. He wears a thick black choker around his neck with silver spikes poking out randomly all around it. He looks devilishly handsome with his dark chocolate locks, shorter than I was used to, shaved at the sides, and spiked up at the front.

“There’s my beautiful Nabi,” he nearly growls as his eyes lock on me. Even through the thin slip of lace, he has tied across his eyes, I can see the stare is so intense, almost predatory-like, that I feel my heart rate kick up a few notches just because of it. “Come here,” he demands, even as his long legs quickly close the space between us.

Before I can even react, his mouth is slashing hungrily across mine. Inhaling sharply through my nose, I don’t resist. Instead, the fierceness of the kiss mixed with the scent that is his and his alone has my core clenching involuntarily around nothing. It’s like his smell is a key that triggers the memories of our past encounters to come flooding through to the forefront, and it’s the kindle to the fire he always knows how to ignite in me. 

He presses his body into mine, and we stumble back until we are met with the resistance of the wall.

“Namjoon,” I breathe as his hands dig into my hips, holding me to him.

Coaxing my lips apart greedily, he drags his tongue along mine, and I moan into his mouth. The bitterness of the beer he must have been drinking before mixed with mint tingles along my taste buds, and I can’t seem to get enough as my hands help him remove the blazer without breaking the kiss.

His mouth, so warm and soft, is not shy about exploring anywhere he wants to. Namjoon slides away from my lips to kiss my jawline before nipping at the pulse at my neck. His hips roll into mine, and we both groan.

“I missed your taste,” he growls as he hoists me up. “Missed this ass,” he smirks while he palms my bare cheeks and gives them a firm squeeze. I wrap my legs around his waist and smile at him. We are face to face like this, and he is such a magnificent sight to behold. He is like an incubus decked in all white and trimmed in lace, ready to devour me body and soul. His saccharine voice is a dangerous addiction that threatens to shatter my heart into a trillion little pieces at any moment if I don’t do better to guard and protect that much too-sensitive organ. With lips ruddy and swollen from the passionate kisses, face flushed, and eyes dark with pure need, he looks like sex personified. He walks us to the bed and drops me down. I shift to the middle, and he crawls on hands and knees towards me, saying, “Missed the way your tight wet pussy takes me so well...”

“Namjoon!” I gasp, feeling myself grow wetter with the filth coming out of those sinful lips of his. 

“What?” he chuckles huskily as he drops a kiss on my mound. “You look absolutely delicious in that,” he compliments as his hands graze up my thighs. There is a conflicting sensation, and I look down to see he is wearing white lace half gloves, the material stopping just past his knuckles. My eyes close, soaking up the feeling of a rough scratch mixed with the soft flesh of his fingertips ghosting their way up my body. “I knew it would suit you well.”

I can’t even answer anything he says, my body humming with sensations I have been deprived of for so so long. It’s as if I’ve forgotten how to speak anything other than his name. It wasn’t that I had withheld myself of relief while we were apart. Still, there is just a different feeling altogether when you have all these overwhelming sensations being coaxed out of you by someone else rather than a toy or your own self—especially someone as passionate as Namjoon. 

His lips have made their way up to my breasts. The tips press firmly against the thin purple lace, and he wastes no time snatching one between his lips. I let out a loud gasp as his hand slipped between my legs, palming me roughly. 

“Baby, you are so wet,” he growls against my breasts. Then, leaning back, he lifts his gaze to meet mine. “I don’t think I’ll be able to wait much longer. I need to be inside you.”

Mesmerized by his flushed cheeks and pleading eyes, I nod, “Yes. Please.”

He licks his lips hungrily, his mouth quickly returning to my breast. I’m groaning when I feel a finger slip inside me. Namjoon’s curse is muffled as he slides in and out, prepping me for what is to come and warming my body up even more. He slides in another digit, and my hips begin to roll upwards, wanting more friction. He’s pulling away, and I whimper, my entire body throbbing with the impending release I am so needing. Namjoon quickly removes the rest of his clothes, leaving on his gloves and the lace he had tied over his eyes.

He is crawling over me in no time, his naked form warm against me. Namjoon does not even give me the time to take off the lingerie. Instead, he pulls the material away from my center and brings his cock to dip into my juices. Biting down on my lip, my hands fist the sheets as he drags the head of his dick up my seam, the tip rubbing my clit sweetly. My hips arch up, and he chuckles.

“Greedy, girl,” he tsks but doesn’t delay the torture any longer.

Namjoon slides in slowly, groaning once he’s bottomed out. His hand kneads my breast as he leans forward to capture my lips in a deep kiss, allowing me to adjust to him. He tastes so good; I could kiss him forever. He gives his hips a hesitant roll, and when he gets a moan from me, he starts a slow pace. My walls begin to tighten around him, and he lifts himself onto his knees, his hands on my thighs, keeping them open wide. 

He looks incredible, with his tanned skin glistening in the glow of the bathroom light. His nipples are taut, his abs constricting as he chases his high. I can feel myself getting so close, finding it hard to keep my eyes open.

“Don’t stop,” I keen. 

Namjoon obliges, his hips picking up more speed. He feels so good scraping against my walls, touching that spot that he knows precisely how to hit. I bite down on my lip, and Namjoon smacks my inner thigh, and the shock of the sting has me spilling over the edge on a long moan, my hips rolling to meet his thrusts as I ride out my high.

“Fuck, you look so hot,” he pants as he yanks the lace from his eyes. “I need to see you,” he growls as his cock throbs desperately inside me. I know he’s close when his thrusts grow sloppier, and I rake my nails over his abdomen. “Oh, shit!” he curses as his abs constrict just before I feel him burst inside me. Though I’m already oversensitive, I lock my legs around his waist and buck into him as thick streams of his warm cum fill me up.

“Ok, ok, ok,” he shivers as he tries to unravel my legs from around his waist moments later.

I grant him mercy and release him, laughing as I roll out of bed and head to the bathroom. Using the toilet and cleaning myself, I bring a warm, wet hand towel back into the room. I can’t help giggling when I see him collapse back onto the bed after leaning over to toss his spiked collar and lace gloves onto the bedside table, his arms thrown out on either side of him as if that took the rest of the energy he had left.

“You good?” I ask sweetly as I clean him up.

“Come here,” he growls. I yelp, tossing the towel over the edge of the bed, when Namjoon snatches me up and tucks me into his side. He tenderly kisses my forehead as his arm cradles me to him, one of his legs nudging its way between mine. “I really did…miss you, Y/N,” he murmurs before his breathing goes steady.

“Namjoon?” I whisper.

But there is no response. Instead, he pulls me tighter against his sleeping and warm form. I try not to read too much into the gesture. Steadying my breathing, not wanting to wake him, I can’t help but let my mind wander.

How had I gotten here?

I smile fondly, remembering the day we met as if it was just yesterday. 

It had been a cool Spring night in 2017. I went to the movie theater by myself. Leaving the theater room after the movie finished, I looked up and became frozen in my spot. Right near the door to exit the building, I swore I had seen Kim Namjoon!

I blinked a few times. Looking around, I wondered how no one else had noticed. Granted, he had been wearing a face mask, sure, but those eyes and his stance? It was undeniable to me.

  He was scrolling through his phone and must have sensed my staring because he looked up. His gaze fell directly on me. My heart skipped a beat as he threw a wink my way and then brought a finger to where his mouth would have been. I nodded, respecting his wishes. That didn’t mean my heart wasn’t racing a mile a minute as I made my way to the exit and avoided any further eye contact.

As I walked to my car, my mind was reeling. I had been in the same space as Namjoon! I couldn’t even believe it myself. Lost in my thoughts, I had nearly let out a scream when a finger tapped on my shoulder.

“Jesus!” I gasped as I whirled around. “You scared me!”

A tall, muscular man in black jeans and a black t-shirt bowed. 

“죄송합니다. I didn’t mean to scare you.”

“No, it’s ok,” I laughed nervously. I still eyed him warily. He was quite fearsome; the bulging muscles that his clothing did little to hide spoke of how easily he could snap me like a twig if he truly wanted to. “Can I help you?”

“My client, he wants to meet you.” I cocked an eyebrow at him in question. “Namjoon-씨,” he clarified.

I could not help but laugh in disbelief.

“Really?” I scoffed. “Namjoon? Of BTS? He wants to meet me?”

I laughed again. The man, most likely a bodyguard if those muscles had anything to say about it, pulled out a cell phone and dialed a number. When the line was picked up, he spoke in Korean and then passed me the cell phone.

Now, my stomach fluttered as I accepted the device. 

“Hello?” I said hesitantly, then tried to backtrack with a “Uhm, I mean, 여보세요?”

I mentally face-palmed myself, instantly feeling my ears burn with embarrassment. A soft chuckle greeted me.

“Hi. I see you didn’t believe my bodyguard.”

I instantly recognized the voice. 

With my knees trembling, I was honest when I answered, “I didn’t. I mean, I’m not sure I do, still.”

He laughed again.

“I just wanted to thank you for not revealing my identity inside.”

Holy crap! It really was him!!

“Yeah. Sure,” I tried to sound nonchalant. “It’s nothing.”

“But for me, it is, so what do you say? Will you go with my bodyguard?”

“I don’t know….” I looked up at the intimidating man before me.

“I promise you’ll be safe.”

But my heart sure hadn’t been.

I should have known that very first night that I would not have been able to keep my heart guarded. I tried to be indifferent as I accepted his proposition, to not catch feelings. I did all I could to focus on the fact that this was all basically a business transaction. He would help me pay my way through school while I helped him “relieve some tension” whenever he came to the US. The more legal way of saying we were “fuck buddies.”

Simple. 

Yet the more time we spent together, the more we spoke, the more he chiseled his way in. The lines were getting too blurred for me. The two years we were unable to be with each other made me realize it. I thought maybe this time apart would dampen things, reminding me that there really is nothing between us but this contract. It hadn’t been so. Seeing him again, I knew I had missed him so much. He is so good to me and respectful despite the circumstances. And that only makes me adore him more.

I push all thoughts out of my mind as I feel tears threatening my lash line. I squeeze my eyes tightly shut, praying they don’t spill over. Breathing in and out slowly, combined with the warmth of Namjoon’s embrace, helps me to settle down, and soon I’m relaxed enough to fall asleep. The sleep is so deep I don’t even feel him leave the bed a few hours later.

Credits:

Text Divider by @xxbimbobunnyxx

Moodboard by me.

For moodboard, used:

InCollage for layout, title, butterfly and photos.

Except Namjoon’s photo. Credit to RM x GQ Korea, Vogue Korea 2021

Motionleap was used for the movement within the moodboard.

Thanks for reading. Part 2 is out now.

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[az-cain]

Hey! I saw you were taking requests. And I kinda have two because I need some fluff in my life rn. I have been so sick and just need some relief. Could I get one Bob x reader where maybe his SO is an advocate and she is traveling all the time. So, it can be like her coming to visit after being overseas. And one Rhett Abbott x reader. Maybe him taking care of a sick reader. Or whatever you decide. ☺️ thank you so much.

thanks for the request!!! only thing i didn’t know/couldn’t figure out was what you meant by an advocate, so y/n is a professional pilot.

i hope you’re feeling better <333

tw for: idk being really tired? also being sick w like the flu. other than that, nothing.

The airport was always so damn loud. The clash and clamor of thousands of angry customers, grumpy fathers, and wailing children created a din comparable to a jumbo jet. When you emerged from your plane, having spent the last 15 hours manning a plane on a flight from Sydney, Australia, it was even worse. The contrast from the noise-canceling headgear and the occasional chatter with your copilot was nothing in comparison to this auditory hell.

Hauling a light suitcase, you weaved through the hordes, dodging children and parents left and right. Some smiled kindly at you, to which you sleepily nodded in return, but mostly you kept your eyes on the next doorway you had to pass through.

After about 20 minutes navigating the inside of the building, you finally emerged into the line of cars waiting for their passengers. After lethargically searching your pockets for your phone, you dialed Robby’s number and called him. Two rings sounded from directly behind you before you whipped around, only for his arms to wrap around you swiftly.

“I missed you, honey,” he murmured into your hair. Tears slid down your face, so glad to see him again after he’d been deployed for months. On top of that, the hard trip you’d just had only amplified your loneliness.

“Missed you too, Rob.” You whispered, squeezing him tightly. “Can we leave, though? I’m so tired.”

Nodding with a smile, he released you only to clasp your hand as tightly as he had your body. He guided you to the car that Jake had driven here and let you in before he walked to his own side. You’d buckled yourself into the middle seat so you could lean against him. The car shifted into drive after you thanked Jake, who responded only with a nod and a smile, and it remained silent for a few minutes as he navigated through the convoluted airport roads.

“They delayed us three times. Diverted us once.”

“Oh, god,” he murmured, looking down at you in disgust.

“Yeah. That was on the way out. On the way in, they just diverted us after about 30 minutes’ talk with ATC.”

“I’m sorry, darlin’. I’m sure you’re tired.” You nodded against him. “Get some rest. I’ll take you inside.”

You hummed quietly, sleep overcoming you. “You don’t h…”

—

Apparently he did have to, because all you remembered the next morning was a brief flash of light when the car door opened, strong, warm arms being wrapped around you, and a slight jostle as you were pulled from the car.

You found yourself in clean underwear and Robby’s Navy PT shirt, wrapped in his arms and surrounded by the scent of him.

His bed was warm, the sun shining onto the white comforter with all its morning might, but his body was warmer as you turned to face him. You found his eyes already open, the deep blue perusing your face like the two of you had all the time in the world.

Hell, maybe you did.

He kissed your nose and asked how you slept, and you melted. Absorbed by how much you loved him, by all of the thoughts, emotions, vows, and proposals running through your mind, you forgot to answer for a moment.

Realizing that he’d asked you a question when he leaned back to grab his glasses, you shook back to consciousness and responded with a kiss to his nose and an “I slept really well. You?”

He grinned lazily, those glasses pushing up on his cheeks, and told you that he slept better than ever.

—

The first thing Rhett heard when he woke up was coughing. Hacking, really. It sounded like someone’s lungs were coming out in pieces, being ripped to shreds. The second thing was groans. Maybe that person’s lungs were being ripped to shreds, by the sound of those groans.

You were sitting in the sun-decorated living room, haven gotten up to grab some water, convinced this coughing fit was due to allergies, and collapsed to the couch with a dizzy spell. And yes, your lungs were being ripped to shreds. Rhett sidled up next to you, arm around your shoulders, and cooed gently. “Oh, baby, why didn’t you wake me up?”

Glaring lightheartedly at him, you wheezed, “Apparently I did.”

“Not intentionally,” he nudged your side, “and you’re burning up. What have you taken?”

Mother goose Rhett was a rare treat that few got to see, but right now you felt that he was overexaggerating the needed response to a high pollen count.

“Rhett,” you paused to hack loudly into a tissue, “I’m not sick.”

“Well, then, I’m sure the doctor will say the same,” he raised his brows in question.

You leaned your head back against the back of the couch with a wheezing whine and conceded, “Okay maybe. But just drug me up, don’t make me go to the doctor.”

“Yes ma’am, now what hurts? Just the cough?”

You buried your face in his shoulder and shook your head. Muffled, you said “Head. And my throat. And also my bones. Everything?”

One hand rubbing over your back, he pushed you off of him slowly and stood up, heading for the kitchen. He returned with, you noted through one cracked eye, bottles upon bottles of medicine. “Open up, sugar.”

“Mm-mm.”

“Open uuuuup,” he poked you in the sides, trying to get you to laugh, but you just wheezed in pain and opened your mouth. Still, it accomplished his goal, because he stuck two pills in your mouth and you opened your mouth in distaste and beckoned for some water.

“What the hell was that?” You asked, throat dry only moments after drinking water.

“Tylenol and a decongestant,” he said, already grabbing something else. “And this is Vitamin C,” he said, handing you a little gummy.

Once you’d chewed it up and swallowed it, he settled in beside you and nestled your back against his chest. Pinned between his legs and reclined just enough to let yourself breathe, you laid against him. His hands came up to your head, rubbing at your scalp and temples. You moaned quietly, thanking him and taking his hum as permission to sleep. By the time you fell asleep, his hands were pressing into your aching temples and he was watching you silently, a smile on his face regardless of the fact that he knew he’d be sick by noon.

[tortoisebore]

i loved your post about sirius and remus’ jobs! i was wondering what do u think the girls would work as?

hmmmm okay okay i don’t feel like i know them as well as characters so i’m just spitballing here

my gut says marlene & sirius work together at the diner. like imagine the vibes. the early saturday shifts and taking all the overnight weekend shifts nobody else wants during summer break. she’s got her apron with all her pins and buttons and her pen with the pink pom pom on the end that she uses to take orders. and her hair is always different colors and she does all these fun ponytails and braids and scrunchies and butterfly clips that make the plain t-shirt + jeans + apron combo so so cute

and when she and sirius are on shift together they’re putting the old radio in the back on the pop girlie station and irritating the manager and bugging the line cooks for “leftover” fries. she’s really personable to the nice customers and carries lollipops in her apron for the kids that don’t scream their heads off. she gets promoted to shift lead during summer break which means she’s technically sirius’ boss and she takes full and complete advantage of that and orders he make her and dorcas milkshakes and sundaes when dorcas comes in to see her ((he acts really put out about it but where james and lily are like his second parents, dorcas and marlene are like his cool aunts that travel a lot and like to gossip with him so he’ll bumble around and keep the place in order while marlene takes a long lunch if it means they’re happy)) ((remus pokes fun at him for it but secretly thinks it’s sweet when sirius only seats new customers in the back section so that the girls can sit at the cute sparkly booth by the window in peace))

dorcas works at the local library maybe? but as the person that sorts the shelves and puts the returned books back bc being at the front desk dealing with the assholes that don’t want to pay their fines is not her speed. she does the saturday kids story times sometimes and on those days she wears her sparkliest dangly crystal earrings and ties a few more into her locs because one time a little boy told her she looked like a crystal fairy and she’s never forgotten it

mary’s running a plato’s closet like the navy. she’s arguing with the weirdos that come in with fifteen year old forever 21 tops that ‘no, this is absolutely not worth $20, you’re delusional. you’ll take $3 of store credit or you’ll get the hell out of here.’ she’s sorting the shoes by both color AND size and the knits and dresses wall in the back is pristine on the nights she closes. she’s texting marlene that someone just brought in a bright yellow leather jacket or telling sirius that these big combat boots with chains just got dropped off and she’ll set them aside so they can come grab them if they want. everyone’s getting clothes for birthdays—she’s picking the ugliest, thickest grandpa sweaters for remus and the plaid miniskirts for marlene and the patterned maxi skirts for dorcas and the tiny tank tops that say “babydoll” for sirius. james is getting sweatshirts because he genuinely loves them and loses his shit when he opens the gift bag and finds yet another random college hoodie for a university he does not attend. lily gets all the best tiny purses and the belts with cute butterfly buckles

[notenoughpoetry]

People are always curious about dancers feet.

As if our toes tell a story. In most ways they do. Each blister from a different night, wavering pain into performance.

Today, a lady gave me a French pedicure, drawing thin white lines over a barely there pink, after sawing away at my callouses.

It had been a month since she last smoothed my heels of all their sins.

This is what fell into that navy blue towel:

The 5 hours of sitting topless on top a man who cried about his divorce.

The vibration of his shaking shoulders.

The cringe of a customer asking me to feel his hard dick.

The twirl I spun to slap him. Back hand and graceful.

The questions of a man who really thought he knew me like “will you really call me?”

The list of blocked numbers ever growing.

The hard stage floor always grimy.

The night I was so tired my legs gave out and I tumbled in front of the bar.

The compliments of a lonely old man.

My silence from my ass smacked so hard it bruised. Every time I traded cash for comfort.

Every hand diverted, every wandering finger.

And wedding bands

forgotten, ignored, resented.

Although, I dress them pretty, my feet carry me through the dirty secrets of men. Impulses and desires they only bring to the women like me. Who stretch clear plastic buckles around our ankles to lull their hidden transgressions into tenderness.

With Pointed toes in pleasers. 7 inches, floating above club floors, twirling fantasy and fiction into something tangible

Like cash.

[oozeofthecovenant]

Height chart + designs!

Overall

Their harnesses are the Hamato Clan's standard belts & harnesses, fully customisable

Their belt buckles actually has the Hamato Clan symbol!

Their knee and elbow guards are custom-painted by Mikey when they were younger! It's chipped and scratched, with an imperfect painting job, but they choose not to improve on it 'because it symbolised the age of their brotherhood'

They use bandages to hold the guards in place

Actually they have fanny packs I just forgot to draw them. Leo & Donnie have the most amount of fanny packs. Mikey's is filled with food & stickers.

Leonardo!

Loggerhead sea turtle

167cm

Yellow eyes, light navy blue as "life colours"

Double katana over his right shoulder

Main shape are irregular geometrical shapes + sharp edges (showcasing his natural chaos seeking discipline + "slicing" action)

Katana handles are painted blue

You could not guess what his favourite colour is (lie)

"Soft"-edged head & snout shape

Raphael!

Black-knobbed map turtle

159cm (don't let the chart fool you)

Green eyes, crimson red as "life colours"

Double sai on each side of his belt, stabbed straight through it (how has it not snapped open yet)

Main shape are sharp stripes + jagged edges (volatile temper + careless nature)

Sai handles have red highlights on the ends

Jagged carapace, head shape is "Rise Leo but flat"

Bandages on his wrists

Donatello!

Ornate box turtle

151cm

Red eyes, lilac purple as "life colours"

Bo staff angled to face his right side

Main shape are circles + quadrilaterals (the peacekeeper of the group + the tech he possesses)

Bo staff has purple streaks (in courtesy of Mikey)

Teal headphones & goggle straps, goggles are tinted with copper, goggles also function as a scanning device which is improved after meeting Honeycutt

Prosthetic shell, started out with a battle shell and then went on to replace it

The solid line on his plastron is his plastron hinge! He hides inside when he's overstimulated

Round carapace + flat headshape

Bandages on his knees & ankles bc it hurts when it gets cold

Michelangelo!

Diamondback terrapin

178cm

Blue eyes, orange as "life colours"

Double nunchucks stuffed through his belt

Main shape are irregular round patterns + heart (chaos in harmony + the "heart" of the group)

Nunchucks are purely orange + stickers

Round carapace, head shape

[5groomstylingmistakestoavoi]

Top 5 Wedding Trends for Grooms: What’s In and What’s Out in 2025

The bride is no longer the only focus of weddings. Today's grooms are taking centre stage and using their wedding clothes and style choices to showcase their own personalities. Grooming trends are changing as 2025 draws near, embracing daring new statements and providing a modern twist on classic styles. Here are some trends to watch over the coming year if you're a soon-to-be groom and want to stay up to date.

1. In: Custom Suits and Tailoring

Out: One-Size-Fits-All Wedding Suits

Customisation will be paramount in 2025. Grooms are choosing custom-made clothing that perfectly fits their body and style instead of buying off-the-rack wedding clothes. Custom tailoring enables grooms to design a look that accentuates their distinct body type, whether it be a more relaxed, comfortable cut or a sharp, narrow fit. Additionally, custom suits allow grooms to choose materials, hues, and accents that complement their individuality and the wedding's overarching concept.

However, the conventional one-size-fits-all strategy is being abandoned. Grooms are no longer willing to accept a suit that is too small or needs too many adjustments. To make sure their suit fits perfectly and they look their best on their special day, they are instead spending money on high-quality tailoring.

2. In: Bold Colors and Patterns

Out: Classic Black Tuxedos

In 2025, the focus will be on using striking colour schemes and patterns to stand out and make an impression. The days when a groom's attire could only be black are long gone. In order to give a unique touch to their appearance, today's grooms are embracing hues like rich burgundies, emerald green, deep navy, and even gentle pastels.

Grooms are choosing suits with intriguing patterns, such delicate checks, floral prints, or even geometric motifs, in addition to colours. These designs give the ensemble a playful and unique touch, giving it a modern and fresh appearance. While traditional black tuxedos still have a place, more colourful and distinctive styles are gradually taking their place.

3. In: Sustainable and Eco-Friendly Choices

Out: Fast-Fashion Wedding Suits

In 2025, sustainability is going to be a major concern for all couples, including grooms. Grooms are increasingly choosing sustainable products and eco-friendly textiles that aim to lessen their influence on the environment. For people who wish to look fashionable while simultaneously contributing to the environment, there are several options available, ranging from vegan leather and plant-based fabrics to recycled wool and organic cotton.

With many grooms now avoiding cheap, mass-produced suits made of environmentally harmful materials, fast fashion is becoming obsolete. Rather, they are selecting sustainable, high-quality solutions that are consistent with their values and endure longer. Long-term value and a more thoughtful approach to fashion are provided by sustainable options.

4. In: Statement Accessories

Out: Minimalist Styles

For grooms, 2025 is the year of bold accessories. Grooms are already adopting striking accessories that enhance their wedding outfit, despite the recent trend towards minimalist fashions. With the help of these accessories, grooms may add individuality to their ensemble and show their style in exciting and inventive ways.

Other accessories are also returning, such as fashionable watches, belts with distinctive buckles, and hats (from top hats to fedoras). In order to achieve a unique style that seems genuine and represents their individual preferences without being unduly subtle, grooms are utilising accessories. While some people may still choose simplicity, grooms are increasingly embracing the concept of stepping up their accessory game in 2025.

5. In: Non-Traditional Groom Attire

Out: Traditional Suits for Every Groom

The emergence of unconventional groom apparel is one of the most fascinating trends for 2025. Grooms are moving beyond the traditional suit-and-tie box and selecting attire that better captures their individuality and the theme of their wedding as weddings grow more customised. Grooms are adopting a greater range of styles that depart from the traditional tuxedo and suit, from bohemian-inspired looks with loose fits and open-collar shirts to casual yet stylish ensembles with tailored blazers and dress slacks.

For a more relaxed style, some grooms are choosing less formal clothing, such a vest and pants set or a stylish blazer with jeans. For a fashion-forward look, some people might choose suits with distinctive elements like asymmetrical cuts, mix-and-match pieces, or even jumpsuits.

[atplblog]

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[informativearticlesforyou]

5 Essential Tips for Buying Handbags Online Without Any Hassle

Shopping for handbags online has revolutionised the way women accessorise. Gone are the days of trudging from one shop to another; you can explore countless options in designs, styles, and materials with just a few clicks. However, while the convenience of online shopping is unmatched, buying handbags online does come with challenges. From ensuring quality to finding the right style for your needs, careful consideration is essential.

Here are five essential tips to help you make the most informed decision when buying handbags online, whether you are looking for a stylish ladies' backpack or a classic tote bag.

Know Your Purpose and Style

The first step to buying the perfect handbag is understanding its purpose. Ask yourself: Do you need a handbag for daily use, work, or a special occasion? Each scenario demands a different type of bag.

Daily Use: Durability and practicality matter for everyday purposes. A roomy ladies' backpack or a shoulder bag with multiple compartments can help organise your essentials.

Office Wear: Choose a sleek and professional handbag that complements formal attire. Neutral colours like black, brown, or navy blue are versatile and elegant.

Special Occasions: Look for smaller, stylish handbags or clutches with embellishments that match your outfit.

When you know your style and requirements, narrowing down your options becomes significantly easier, making buyinghandbags online more efficient.

Understand Material and Durability

The material of a handbag plays a crucial role in its longevity, appearance, and usability. Online product descriptions are your best guide here, so take the time to read them carefully.

Leather Bags: Known for their durability and classic appeal, leather bags are a timeless choice. If authenticity is important, ensure you get genuine leather, not synthetic imitations.

Canvas or Nylon Bags: If you are considering a ladies' backpack, canvas or nylon materials are lightweight, easy to maintain, and perfect for casual outings or travel.

Synthetic Materials: These are budget-friendly and come in various colours and textures. However, they may not be as long-lasting as leather or canvas.

Always check customer reviews to gauge how well the material holds up over time. Look for photos other buyers upload, which can provide a more realistic representation than the glossy product images.

Check the Size and Compartments

Size is one of the most overlooked aspects when buying handbags online, yet it plays a pivotal role in determining usability. A handbag that is too small may only accommodate some of your essentials, while an oversized one could be cumbersome.

Read the Dimensions: Online listings often provide measurements. Use a tape measure to visualise the dimensions before purchasing to ensure the size meets your expectations.

Consider Compartments: Handbags with multiple compartments can help you stay organised. For instance, a ladies' backpack with separate sections for gadgets, makeup, and other daily essentials is ideal for those constantly on the go.

Adjustable Straps: If you prefer crossbody bags or sling bags, make sure the straps are adjustable for a comfortable fit.

By considering these factors, you will avoid the disappointment of receiving a bag that is either too bulky or too small for your needs.

Scrutinise Product Details and Images

The key to successfully buy handbags online is understanding what you are paying for. A thorough examination of product details can help you make an informed decision.

High-Resolution Images: Look for online stores that provide high-quality images of the bag from multiple angles. This will help you examine the stitching, hardware, and finishing more closely.

Zoom Functionality: If available, use the zoom feature to examine the details of zippers, buckles, and stitching. These small elements often indicate the overall quality of the handbag.

Weight of the Bag: A lightweight ladies' backpack is ideal for commuting or travel, but if the description mentions heavy, it might become uncomfortable to carry for extended periods.

Also, check for disclaimers about colours. Sometimes, the lighting in product images can make a bag appear slightly different from its actual shade. Reading customer reviews can clarify whether the colour is true to the images.

Read Reviews and Return Policies

Online reviews are a treasure trove of information when shopping for handbags. They provide first-hand insights into the product's quality, comfort, and durability.

Customer Feedback: Look for reviews from verified buyers. Their comments can reveal potential issues, such as faulty zippers, weak stitching, or misleading product descriptions.

Star Ratings: While ratings can be helpful, focus on detailed reviews that offer in-depth feedback about the bag's usability and quality.

Return and Exchange Policies: Before buying handbags online, ensure the website has a transparent and fair return policy. This is especially important if you need clarification about the bag's size, colour, or material. Opt for sellers that offer free returns or easy exchange options.

A robust return policy provides peace of mind, as you know you can change your choice if it does not meet your expectations.

Additional Tips for a Hassle-Free Experience

Apart from the above five tips, here are some extra pointers to make your handbag shopping smooth and enjoyable:

Set a Budget: Handbags come in a wide price range. Setting a budget beforehand can prevent you from overspending.

Beware of Fake Products: Stick to reputed websites or sellers with good ratings. Counterfeit handbags often look convincing but lack durability and quality.

Sign Up for Alerts: Many online stores offer exclusive discounts or early access to sales for registered users. Signing up for newsletters can help you snag the best deals.

Conclusion

Buying handbags online is an exciting experience that combines convenience with endless variety. Whether you are looking for a trendy ladies' backpack for everyday use or a chic handbag for special occasions, the tips above will help you make a well-informed purchase.

Remember to identify your needs, scrutinise product details, and rely on customer reviews for genuine feedback. By taking the time to research and compare options, you can confidently invest in a handbag that matches your style and meets your functional requirements.

So, the next time you buy handbags online, remember these essential tips to ensure a hassle-free and satisfying shopping experience.

[thepiratedressing]

Cozy Pirate Looks for Winter: How to Stay Warm in Style

When winter sets in, it’s time to bring out your cozy layers—but why not do it with some pirate-inspired flair? Here’s how to create a warm, stylish pirate aesthetic that’s perfect for the cold months!

🌟 Layer Like a Pirate

Layering is your best friend in winter, and it’s a staple of pirate fashion. Start with a thermal base layer, add a billowy pirate shirt with ruffles, and top it off with a warm vest or jacket. Layers keep you warm while giving you that authentic pirate vibe.

Tip: Go for natural fabrics like cotton and wool—they’re breathable and perfect for insulation.

🧥 Cozy Pirate Outerwear

Pirates might not have had winter coats, but you can channel their style with long trench coats, military jackets, or hooded capes. Look for designs with brass buttons, faux fur trims, or lace details.

Pairing a dark trench coat with high boots and a scarf styled like a bandana? Instant winter buccaneer.

🧣 Warm Accessories with a Pirate Twist

Winter is all about accessories! Add a wool scarf (or a scarf worn like a pirate sash), leather gloves, and maybe even a faux fur-lined tricorn hat.

✨ A wide-brimmed hat keeps you warm and makes you look ready to set sail.

👢 Boots That Rule the High Seas

Winter pirate fashion is incomplete without knee-high boots. Look for leather or faux leather boots with buckles and sturdy soles. Line them with wool socks for warmth—and let those socks peek out over the boots for an extra stylish touch.

Pirate Tip: Weatherproof your boots for snowy days!

🎨 Rich Fabrics & Colors

Winter is perfect for pirate-chic fabrics like velvet, corduroy, and wool. Stick to earthy tones—think deep browns, blacks, burgundy, and navy blue.

Adding a velvet frock coat or layered skirt will keep you warm and on theme.

🛠️ DIY Pirate Winter Looks

Don’t be afraid to get creative! Customize an old coat with brass buttons, knit a scarf inspired by pirate sashes, or find vintage-inspired treasures at thrift stores.

DIY ideas:

Add lace cuffs to a plain shirt.

Use metallic fabric paint to create unique patterns on jackets.

💍 Jewelry to Complete the Look

Chunky jewelry is essential to pirate style! Even in winter, you can rock oversized rings, pendants, and earrings. Choose materials like brass or wood to stay cozy and stylish.

🏴‍☠️ Final Thoughts

Winter is your chance to channel your inner swashbuckler while staying warm. By layering smart, choosing rich fabrics, and adding pirate-inspired accessories, you can own the cold season in true pirate style.

Tag us in your looks! Let’s see how you brave the cold seas of winter fashion. 🌊✨

[anshndsl]

A Guide to Leather Watches and Straps for Every Occasion

Few accessories can rival the elegance and versatility of a leather watch. Whether you’re heading to a formal event or looking for a classic everyday piece, watches with leather straps exude sophistication and timeless appeal. From finding the perfect leather belt watch to upgrading your timepiece with a genuine leather watch strap, this guide covers everything you need to know about leather watches and straps.

Why Choose a Leather Watch?

A leather watch offers more than just a way to tell time. Here’s why they’re a favorite among watch enthusiasts:

Classic Elegance

Leather straps add a refined touch, making them perfect for formal and professional settings.

Versatility

Whether paired with a suit or casual wear, a leather watch complements almost any outfit.

Comfort

Soft, genuine leather conforms to your wrist, providing a comfortable fit all day long.

Durability

High-quality leather watch straps age beautifully, developing a unique patina over time.

Types of Leather Watches

Leather Belt Watches

These watches feature sturdy leather straps resembling a classic belt, offering both style and functionality.

Dress Watches with Leather Straps

Designed for formal occasions, these timepieces often feature slim profiles and minimalist dials.

Casual Leather Watches

Ideal for daily wear, these come in a variety of colors and textures for a laid-back look.

Choosing the Perfect Leather Strap or Band

Material Quality

Opt for a genuine leather watch strap for durability and comfort. Faux leather may look similar but lacks longevity.

Style and Color

Black and brown are timeless choices, while tan, navy, or burgundy straps add a modern twist.

Compatibility

Ensure the leather watch band matches your watch case size and style.

Closure Type

Choose between buckle closures for a classic look or deployant clasps for added security and elegance.

Caring for Your Leather Watch Strap

To extend the life of your leather watch:

Avoid Water Exposure: Leather can warp or stain when exposed to water.

Clean Gently: Use a soft cloth to wipe away dirt and a leather conditioner occasionally.

Store Properly: Keep your watch in a dry, cool place to prevent wear and tear.

Where to Buy Leather Watches and Straps

Online Stores

Platforms like Amazon, Flipkart, and official brand websites offer a variety of leather watches and leather watch straps.

Retail Stores

Visit authorized dealers or watch boutiques to explore and try on different styles.

Custom Leather Straps

For a unique touch, consider handmade genuine leather watch straps from artisanal sellers.

Leather Watch Price Range

Affordable Options: ₹1,000–₹5,000 (brands like Titan, Fastrack).

Mid-Range Watches: ₹5,000–₹20,000 (brands like Fossil, Seiko).

Luxury Leather Watches: ₹20,000+ (brands like Tissot, Tag Heuer).

Straps: Genuine leather watch straps range from ₹500 to ₹5,000 depending on quality and craftsmanship.

Conclusion

A leather watch is more than just a functional accessory—it’s a symbol of timeless style and personal expression. Whether you’re shopping for a new leather belt watch, upgrading with a genuine leather watch strap, or simply exploring options, these elegant timepieces are a worthy addition to any collection.

Find the perfect leather watch or strap today and wear your style with confidence!

[novagomez]

Leather Jackets for Women: The Perfect Blend of Style and Function

A leather jacket is more than just a piece of clothing; it’s an icon of fashion, a statement of individuality, and a trusted companion for every season. It blends elegance with a touch of rebellion, making it an irreplaceable item in a woman’s wardrobe. Whether it's a biker jacket with bold hardware or a sleek, tailored cut, leather jackets provide unmatched versatility.

The Timeless Allure of Leather

What makes leather jackets so special? They carry an unmatched combination of style and practicality. A Leather jacket with zipper women complements casual outfits like jeans and a T-shirt. But it also pairs seamlessly with elegant attire, such as a midi dress or tailored trousers. It doesn’t matter if your day involves a laid-back brunch or an evening event—the leather jacket fits in.

Beyond aesthetics, durability sets leather jackets apart. A high-quality leather jacket doesn’t just last years—it evolves. Over time, it molds to your shape, develops character, and becomes uniquely yours. Investing in one isn’t about keeping up with trends; it’s about owning a timeless piece that grows with you.

Styling Your Leather Jacket

Styling a leather jacket isn’t just fun—it’s a creative outlet. Here are some looks to try:

Casual Cool Picture this: a Designer custom leather jackets, your favorite skinny jeans, and a plain white tee. It’s effortless. Toss on some white sneakers, and you’re ready for anything the day throws your way.

Bold and Edgy For those days when you want to stand out, reach for a biker-style leather jacket with zippers and buckles. Pair it with ripped jeans and ankle boots. Add a graphic tee to complete this daring look.

Polished Sophistication A cropped leather jacket layered over a flowy midi dress creates a stunning contrast. Heeled boots elevate the outfit, making it perfect for dinner dates or daytime gatherings.

Professional Power Swap the usual blazer for a tailored leather jacket. Wear it over a blouse and slim-fit trousers. This look works well for office settings or formal meetings, blending authority with contemporary style.

Winter Layers When temperatures drop, don’t pack away your leather jacket. Layer it over a thick sweater, pair it with leggings or straight-leg jeans, and add a scarf. The result? A warm, stylish winter outfit.

Choosing the Right Jacket

Finding the right leather jacket starts with the fit. It should feel snug but never restrict movement. Neutral colors like black or brown are versatile, but experimenting with shades like burgundy or navy can bring personality to your wardrobe. Details matter too—zippers, stitching, and the quality of the lining can make a big difference.

Caring for Leather

Leather requires care to maintain its beauty. Wipe away dirt using a soft cloth and use a leather cleaner when needed. Store it on a solid hanger to keep its shape intact. Conditioning the leather periodically prevents cracks and keeps it soft.

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Conclusion

A leather jacket isn’t just outerwear—it’s a part of your identity. It adapts to every look and occasion, offering style and durability in equal measure. Whether your aesthetic leans casual, bold, or sophisticated, a leather jacket adds an undeniable charm to your wardrobe. It’s more than an outfit—it’s a statement.

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The Versatility and Style of Cotton Web Belts: A Comprehensive Guide

Cotton web belts are an essential accessory in military and casual fashion. Known for their durability and classic appearance, these belts come in a variety of colors and styles, making them a versatile addition to any wardrobe. Whether you’re looking to complete a military uniform or simply want a reliable belt for everyday use, cotton web belts are an excellent choice.

What is a Cotton Web Belt?

Cotton web belts are characterized by their sturdy construction and simple design. Typically, these belts are 1-1/4 inches wide, providing a comfortable fit and strong support. Made from high-quality cotton, they feature a durable roller buckle and a metal tip, which enhances both their functionality and aesthetic appeal. The roller buckle ensures easy adjustment and a secure fit, while the metal tip adds a touch of style and durability.

Color Options and Style

One of the great advantages of cotton web belts is their availability in various colors. At the Glendale Parade Store, you can find these belts in classic colors such as white, black, navy, royal, red, and buff. Each color option allows you to customize your look, whether you’re matching a uniform or coordinating with casual attire.

White: Ideal for a clean, crisp look, white belts are often used in formal military settings or to complement a summer outfit. Black: A versatile choice that pairs well with nearly any outfit, black belts are perfect for both casual wear and more formal settings. Navy: This color offers a sophisticated alternative to black, providing a nautical or military feel. Royal: Vibrant and eye-catching, royal blue belts add a pop of color to any ensemble, making them a great choice for those who want to stand out. Red: Bold and dynamic, red belts are perfect for adding a touch of flair to your outfit or making a statement in a uniform. Buff: With its subtle, neutral tone, buff is a great option for a classic, understated look. Why Choose Cotton Web Belts?

Cotton web belts are favored for their durability and comfort. The cotton material is not only strong but also breathable, making these belts suitable for a range of activities. Whether you're involved in physical training, need a reliable belt for your daily routine, or want a stylish accessory, cotton web belts fit the bill.

Moreover, the simplicity of the design means these belts are easy to maintain. They can be washed and cleaned with minimal effort, ensuring they remain in good condition even with regular use.

Perfect for Uniforms and Casual Wear

The military-style design of cotton web belts makes them an excellent choice for uniforms. The 1-1/4" width and roller buckle provide a traditional look that meets many dress code requirements. Additionally, the variety of colors available allows for easy coordination with different uniforms and outfits.

Outside of military settings, cotton web belts are also a popular choice for casual wear. Their durability and classic design make them suitable for a range of outfits, from jeans and chinos to shorts and skirts.

Conclusion

Cotton web belts are a practical and stylish accessory that offers both functionality and versatility. Available in a range of colors and featuring a classic military-style design, these belts are a great addition to any wardrobe. Whether you’re dressing for a formal event, uniform, or casual outing, cotton web belts provide the perfect blend of durability and style.

For a dependable and fashionable belt, look no further than the cotton web belts available at the Glendale Parade Store. Explore the range of colors and styles to find the perfect belt for your needs.

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Article: School's In, Style's On: Fresh Looks for Every Vibe

The school bells are ringing, and it’s time to step into a new year with confidence and style. Whether you’re hitting the books or catching up with friends, your backpack is more than just a bag—it’s a statement. Let's explore the freshest looks that will keep you in style, no matter your vibe.

Effective Theme Your backpack sets the tone for your year. Choose a theme that reflects your personality, whether it's sleek and modern or colorful and playful. This is your chance to express who you are, even before you say a word.

Color Color speaks volumes. Go for bold hues if you want to stand out, or soft pastels for a more laid-back vibe. Neutral tones like black, gray, and navy are timeless, fitting seamlessly into any wardrobe.

Durability School life is tough on bags, so durability is key. Look for backpacks made from high-quality materials like nylon or polyester. Reinforced stitching and water-resistant fabrics will ensure your bag lasts all year long.

Size A good backpack should be spacious enough to hold all your essentials without overwhelming you. Consider the size and what you’ll need to carry daily—books, a laptop, maybe a lunch box.

Dimensions Think about the dimensions of the backpack, especially if you have specific storage needs. A slimmer profile might be ideal for a light day, while a more expansive bag could be perfect for those carrying more gear.

Mobility Mobility matters, especially when you're darting from class to class. Padded straps and ergonomic designs can make a huge difference, offering comfort during those long school days.

Expandability A little extra space can go a long way. Backpacks with expandable compartments give you the flexibility to pack more when needed, without compromising on style.

Security Features In today's world, security is more important than ever. Look for bags with anti-theft features like hidden zippers or RFID-blocking pockets to keep your belongings safe.

Security Weight Balance is crucial. Your backpack should distribute weight evenly to avoid strain on your shoulders and back. Look for padded back panels and adjustable straps to customize the fit.

Modern Touch Tech-savvy students need a bag that keeps up with them. Modern backpacks often come with built-in USB ports or headphone slots, blending style with convenience.

Design Design isn't just about looks—it's about functionality too. Sleek lines, multiple compartments, and smart layouts can make organizing your gear a breeze.

Packing Power A well-designed backpack maximizes packing power. Multiple pockets and compartments help you stay organized, so you can quickly grab what you need.

Ample Space Space is everything. A roomy main compartment with additional pockets for smaller items will keep everything in its place. You don't want to be digging around for a pen at the bottom of your bag.

Made Of The material your backpack is made of will affect its durability and style. Canvas, leather, or recycled materials—each offers something unique. Choose one that aligns with your style and needs.

Convenience Convenience is king. Easy-to-access pockets, quick-release buckles, and smooth zippers all add up to a hassle-free experience, especially when you're on the go.

Material The material impacts not just the look but the longevity of your backpack. Choose one that can withstand daily wear and tear, like ballistic nylon or eco-friendly fabrics.

Warranty A good warranty is a sign of confidence from the manufacturer. It’s worth considering, especially if you’re investing in a higher-end backpack.

Special Features Some backpacks come with special features that set them apart—built-in rain covers, detachable pouches, or even solar panels for charging devices. Think about what features would make your life easier.

Conclusion This school year, don’t just carry your stuff—carry your style. With the right backpack, you’ll not only be prepared but also ready to make a statement. Choose wisely, and let your bag do the talking.

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