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Close To You

summary: buck takes you out to a nice restaurant, then you spend the night at his place; as close to each other as possible.

word count: 5.0k

request: @dreams-encapsulated-in-glamour - So I have a request, if possible! So it’s basically romantic!buck but he’s obsessed with making both you and him cum, like finishing together multiple times throughout the session if that makes sense, with aftercare too!

a/n: thank you so much for requesting this, it was so fun to write. also i definitely got a bit carried away, my bad lol. i really like how this turned out, so i hope you enjoy<33

warnings: smut, no use of y/n, fem!reader, plus size!reader, race inclusive!reader

MDNI- 18+ Only!

You smile widely at Buck when you open your front door, your eyes trailing down his suit-clad figure before you lean in to give him a quick kiss.

“This is last minute. What have you got planned tonight, Buckley?” you tease with a raised brow as he takes one of your hands in his and guides you to do a spin for him. He uses this time to let his eyes roam your body, taking in your pretty blue dress and the way it allows him to see every dip and curve of your body. His pretty girl.

“Just wanted to take you out for dinner. Is that a crime?” he says when you’re turned to face him again, teasing you right back and then pulling you both together. He guides your hand up to his shoulder, and then both of his hands grab your hips as he steps into your apartment, and he gives you another, deeper kiss. 

Honestly, he had a close call at work today, and it made him want to see you more than anything. And what better way to spend time with you than by treating you to a nice dinner?

“I guess not. Unless we don’t get dessert, then it’s most definitely a crime.” you reply when you pull away from the kiss, biting your lip as you look up at him with wide eyes. He chuckles, eyes studying your pretty face for a moment before he replies. God, he’d give you anything you asked for.

“Come on, I’m not a monster.” he teases, giving you a wink. You laugh softly, then begrudgingly part from him to grab your purse on your kitchen counter. Buck waits in the entryway, holding the door open as he watches you, and then you’re out the door and on your way down Buck’s jeep. 

You feel giddy as he drives to the restaurant, and he can feel the way your leg is bouncing as he keeps his hand firmly on your thigh. The movement makes your dress ride up your thigh ever so slightly, which doesn’t go unnoticed by Buck, but he tries to ignore it for now. He’s taking you for dinner first. 

You’ve been wanting to go to this new restaurant for months, but reservations are almost impossible to get; you’re not even sure how Buck managed to swing a last-minute reservation.

He acts like a perfect gentleman the whole night; not like you’re not completely used to that treatment from him, but the amount of effort he’s putting into this impromptu date night is making your whole body feel hot. You’re sure that if you weren’t surrounded by strangers right now, you’d be on top of him. 

It started with him opening your car door and helping you into the jeep, then telling you how gorgeous you looked at least four times on the way to the restaurant, then it was pulling out your chair for you, and then it was him insisting on paying for the entire meal. You tried to tell him that you should at least pay for dessert – even though all you have in your purse is your lip gloss and your phone, but it’s the thought that counts – but he shoots you down immediately. 

“I’m paying. It’s not your job to worry about paying for dates.” is all he says as he grabs the cheque, and you’re now completely sure that you’d be on top of him if it weren’t for being in public.

“What’s got you like this tonight?” you ask once you’re back in the jeep, the street lights illuminating Buck’s face every few seconds as you look over at him.

He squeezes your thigh twice as he glances over at you, an innocent smile on his face. He hasn’t been able to keep his eyes off of you all night, and it feels like torture to have to stare at the road until he gets you back to his place.

“Like what?” he asks, and you tilt your head to the side, your eyes narrowing even though there’s still a small smile on your face.

“I don’t know; nice dinner, getting all dressed up. I mean, you’re usually like this, but not this much.” you say and he sighs, shrugging. He doesn’t want to worry you, but he knows he’ll have to tell you eventually; he’s never been able to keep much from you. 

“Just wanna spend time with my girl.” he tries first, and when your eyes narrow more, he tries again. “I just had a bit of a close call at work today. Nothing major, but I just wanted to do something with you, I don’t know.”

Your eyes soften at his words, and although you’re worried about how close this call really was, you know that it’s part of the job, and that he’s made it home safe today either way.

You grab his hand off of your thigh and squeeze it, then bring it up to your lips to kiss the back of his hand. He smiles over at you, and he feels the blush on his cheeks at the tender moment. 

“I love you.” is all you say when you meet his gaze for a split second. He hums softly as he looks back at the road, finally pulling onto his street.

“I love you. So much.” he replies.

When you get to his building, it’s like a switch flips. The second the elevator doors close, your lips meet each other’s, and he’s pulling you in by the hips as you wrap your arms around his neck. 

Both of your hands start to wander as the elevator brings you to his floor; both of your breathing growing laboured and soft whines escaping your lips as you both fight the urge to rip the other’s clothes off.  When you hear the faint dinging, you part begrudgingly, both panting as Buck takes your hand again and leads you to his door.

As he unlocks his door, you wrap your arms around his torso from behind, running your nails up and down the thin fabric of his dress shirt. You can’t help the soft giggle that tumbles from your lips when he drops his keys and lets out a rough “fuck;” his hands shaking so much in anticipation for what he’s planning on doing to you that he can hardly focus. 

As soon as the door is unlocked, you both stumble inside, and he kicks the door closed with his foot as he cups your cheeks in his hands, bringing your lips together once again. Your purse drops to the floor as he kicks off his shoes, barely parting from your hot kiss as he backs you up towards the kitchen.

When you feel your back hit the kitchen counter, Buck’s hands slide down your ass to the back of your thick thighs and lift you onto the counter, making your dress ride up your thighs even more.

“God, you’re so beautiful. How did I get so lucky?” he whispers against your lips as his fingers trial up under your dress and along the outside of your thighs. You pull back with a dazed grin, eyes darting down to his puffy lips for a moment before you reply.

“I think I could ask you the same thing.” you tease, and he grins too. He admires you for a moment as you sit on his counter, your plush belly and thighs on full display for his eyes, and he has to fight back a groan. He’s so in love with you. 

He kneels in front of you for a moment, and you’re about to ask him what he’s doing, but then he grabs one of your ankles and begins to unbuckle your heel. You watch with a soft smile as he takes both your shoes off, and when he takes each one off, he finishes with pressing a soft kiss to your shin, just below the knee. 

When he stands back up, you both just stare at each other for a moment, looking into each other's eyes and both silently wondering how you got so lucky to find each other.

He brings your lips back to his for one more kiss, placing one hand on the side of your neck, before he trails kisses down your jaw to your neck. You tilt your head back immediately, and your hands eagerly go to his chest, trying blindly to push his suit jacket off of his shoulders. 

His lips don’t leave your neck as he shrugs off his jacket, and when his arms are free again, he wastes no more time in pushing your dress up to expose your lower half, the skirt now bunched around your waist.

Neither of you care that you’re both still fully clothed as you work to unbuckle Buck’s belt and he pushes your panties to the side, two fingers gliding through your slick folds. 

You bite your lips as you work to get his cock free, and when you’re finally able to pull him out of his pants, you waste no time in wrapping your hand around him. His two fingers have already plunged into your cunt as you stroke his cock, both of you moaning softly and bringing your lips together in a sloppy kiss as you try to focus on the other’s pleasure.

You try to keep a steady pace, running your thumb over the head of his cock every so often, but you’re finding it increasingly difficult as he uses two fingers to fuck you and his thumb to rub circles over your clit. 

To make matters worse, every few strokes, he sways forward; closer to you, and his tip presses against your dripping cunt so teasingly that you want to scream. If it weren’t for his desperate moans and grunts, you’d be sure that he’s doing it on purpose. His kisses to your neck feel white hot, and you can’t help but close your eyes as you keep your head tilted back.

When you feel him start to get closer to the edge, you slow your pace, moving achingly slow as he picks up the pace of his fingers. He curls them up to hit that spot inside you, and you mewl loudly, tilting your head back as you feel yourself getting close to the edge now, as well. He smirks as he sees your expression, and he coos softly, tilting your head back down with his other hand and bringing your lips back to his. 

In a few more strokes, he’s right on the edge, and he leans back from your lips again, urging you to take your hand off his cock and replacing it with his own. You lean back on your hands as you watch him, eyes glued to his hands as he continues to rub your clit roughly and fuck his fist, and in a few seconds, you’re both falling over the edge with loud moans.

He keeps his eyes on your cunt as you both cum, watching you clench around nothing as he paints your pussy with his cum. You bite your lips as your chest heaves, and you finally look back up to Buck’s face, meeting his eyes as you both try to catch your breaths. 

He finally removes his fingers and brings them up to his mouth, licking them clean with a soft groan. You watch him intently, your mouth going dry as you become unable to think about anything other than how fucking good your boyfriend looks right now. Sure, he’s attractive all the time, but right now, with his slightly wrinkled dress shirt and his blown pupils, you’re not sure how you’re ever able to leave the house.

“I’m nowhere near done with you.” Buck says, after he’s finished cleaning his fingers, then brings you in for another passionate kiss. He yanks you closer by your hips, and you put your hands on his chest, shaky hands working to unbutton the shirt so you can see his beautiful torso.

When you finally get the last button undone, your hands move back up to his chest, then to his shoulders, and you push the shirt down his arms and off his body. 

You part from his lips to look at his bare chest, your fingers ghosting across the scars and freckles on his skin. He chuckles softly as he watches your eyes move down his torso, seemingly in a daze, and he lets you look at him for a moment, then uses one hand to lift your chin back up to face him with a smile.

“It hardly seems fair that I’m practically naked and you’re still fully clothed, baby. I think I’m gonna have to even the playing field.” he teases, gesturing to his bare chest and his pants now sitting low on his thighs. 

You laugh softly, but it turns into a quiet yelp as he pulls you off the counter to stand in front of him and then turns you around and pushes your upper half onto the cold countertop. You hum softly, biting your lips as he grabs the hem of your dress and pushes it up to bunch around your waist again, admiring your pretty panties that have moved back into place from your movements and the dark wet spot now covering your cunt. 

In one swift motion he yanks your panties down, and you shiver as the cool air hits you.

“Almost there.” he whispers in your ear as he leans over you, pressing your back to his front. His arms loop around your torso, one hand landing on your plush tummy, and the other just above your chest, and then he pulls you back up to stand up straight.

 He works quickly to pull your dress off your body and throw it to the side, and then he works to get your bra unclasped, sliding the straps down your shoulders painfully slowly once it’s undone.

“You’re so pretty, baby. My pretty girl.” he rasps as he gently pushes you back down onto the countertop, and you whine softly, desperate to feel him. You push your hips back against his, and he groans as he grips your hips, stopping your actions.

“I’m getting there, sweetheart. I’ve got you.” he purrs, and you whimper in anticipation. As much as he normally likes to hear you beg, he doesn’t think he has it in him right now. So, without any warning, he grabs his cock and glides it through your folds, coating himself with your arousal, and then he buries himself to the hilt with a loud moan.

You lurch forward as you feel him stretch you out, feeling his tight grip on your hips as he slowly slides out almost completely, only to bury himself into your sopping cunt in one swift motion. As he starts to fuck you, all you can do is moan, and your cheek resting against the cold counter is a harsh contrast to the way your skin is burning. 

While he keeps one hand on your hip, his other moves up to your back, ghosting over your rolls and your stretch marks as he tries to touch as much of your skin as he can. You’re always so pretty for him, and right now is no exception.

His lips press hot kisses to the back of your neck and your back between low moans in your ear as he leans over you, and you can’t help the whimpers and pleas tumbling from your lips as he fucks into you like he hasn’t seen you in weeks.

As he keeps the steady pace of his thrusts, he leans down again, pressing his chest to your back. He’s desperate to feel you as much as he can; desperate to touch you and love on you, as if letting up on his hold will make you disappear right before his eyes.

He trails one of his hands from your hip to your arm, forcing you to hold your wrist up above your head on the counter as he intertwines your fingers, his palm pressed against the back of your hand; desperate to convey how much he loves you.

He fucks you slowly, moaning into your ear as he whispers soft praises into your ear. How good you feel around him. How well you take his cock. How pretty your moans are. He’s pressed so firmly against you as his hips move that it feels like he’s trying to mold you two together, not that you mind. Him being so close feels so good, the movements of his hips aside. 

He can feel you clenching around him, and he can hear the way your moans become more high pitched and breathy, and he knows you’re close. He picks up the pace just slightly, although it’s far more slow and sensual than usual, and you moan loudly, grip tightening on his fingers.

“You gonna cum with me, baby?” he murmurs in your ear, and you nod quickly, trying to move your hips back against him.

“Please, wanna feel you.” you whimper in response, and he smirks. He moves his other hand from your hip and wraps it around you, fingers moving to circle your clit sloppily as he tries to hold off on cumming too soon. He loves the feeling of both of you letting go together, and he’s desperate to bring you to the edge before he fucking explodes. 

“I’m gonna- I’m-” you moan breathlessly a few moments later, and with a few more thrusts, you’re both reaching your highs. You feel his cum painting your insides, and you let out a content sigh, smiling when you feel Buck bury his head in the crook of your neck. He rests there for a minute or two, still buried inside of you as you come down from your highs, and you can’t help your eyes fluttering shut as the warmth of his body on top of you consumes you.

“You’re always so good for me.” he whispers against your skin, his breath tickling you and making you let out a breathy laugh. 

“Can we do that again?” you tease, barely able to keep your eyes open as you focus on his voice. He chuckles softly, pressing a kiss to the middle of your back; right between your shoulder blades, then stands up straight. 

He finally slides out of you, groaning at the mess between your thighs as he spreads you open with his hands on your ass, then pulls you to stand up straight and turns you to face him.

“Patience, baby. We’ve got all night.” he murmurs as he moves one hand up to grip your throat gently, stopping you from rising onto your toes and kissing him again. 

His eyes soften as you pout, and he chuckles; he can’t say no to you. He leans down and gives you a featherlight kiss that leaves your head spinning. He’s usually gentle with you, unless you ask otherwise, but tonight, you can feel his love for you pouring out of him.

“You wanna go upstairs?” he asks when he pulls away, and you nod. Your knees feel weak at all the attention – and the orgasms he just pulled from you – so lying down sounds perfect right now. 

He pulls his pants back up, just until he can get to his room and take them off completely, then guides you up the stairs to his room, trying desperately to keep his eyes off your ass as you walk ahead of him. 

When you get to his room, you collapse onto his bed while he pulls his pants off, and when he’s finally lying beside you on his back and your cheek is pressed against his chest, you barely even think to care about the mess between your thighs. You’re sure you won’t be going to sleep soon either way.

“How bad was your close call today?” you ask after a few moments of silence, fingers trailing along his chest in front of your face.

“I mean, it wasn’t good, but it wasn’t being struck by lightning or anything.” he tries to joke, a sheepish look on his face. You lift your head off his chest and look up at him with a raised brow and he sighs. “Alright. I was trying to save someone who had fallen off their balcony, and was hanging on the side of their building. When I got lowered down, the winch malfunctioned, and I almost fell. I saved the person, though. Everyone’s alright.” 

You sigh, biting your lip. Of course his attention is focused on the person he saved.

“But are you okay?” you ask, and he nods quickly, giving you a look that shows you he’s not lying.

“Baby, I’m fine. Promise. You just saw all of me, I don’t have any bruises or anything.” he tries to joke, and this time you do laugh a little. He’s right; you hadn’t seen anything to convince you that he isn’t okay.

“You’re a good man.” you tell him after a second, looking up at him with sparkling eyes. He blushes, a smile fighting its way onto his face as he raises a brow. Your smile widens when you see his confused expression and hear the small “thank you” that falls from his lips before you explain.

“You just told me that you almost fell off a building today, and the first thing you said after that is that the person you were meant to save is alright.” His brows furrow, and he shrugs, a little confused as to why you’re praising him right now. Not that he minds, of course. “Well, yeah. That’s why I was there.” he says a bit hesitantly.

“Baby, if anyone else was in your situation, they’d probably only be worried about themself. I’m sure that as you were struggling to keep yourself from falling, you were still thinking about the person you were trying to save.” He can feel his cheeks getting hot at your praise, finally understanding. Although he doesn’t feel like he deserves the praise, he relishes in it, staring into your eyes with so much love.

“I’m so happy you’re all mine.” you whisper before you press your lips to his. He lets out a content sigh as his arm wraps around your waist, helping you sit up and straddle his hips.

Once you’re on his lap, legs on either side of his body, his hands move to your thick thighs, digging into the flesh as he melts into the kiss. He lets you kiss him for a minute or two, but it’s when you start moving your hips against his that he flips you over, trapping you under his weight.

You laugh softly as you stare up at him, wrapping your legs around his hips as he settles between your legs, and you can feel his cock against your heat, growing hard at the small bit of friction.

“You want more, huh, baby?” he teases you softly, although he knows that he wants you just as bad.

“Please?” you ask as you look up at him with big, wide eyes. He groans at the pleading look on your face, and he glides one hand down the side of your face as the other holds himself up.

“You’re gonna get what you want, pretty girl.” he murmurs before his lips are on yours. You moan against his lips as his tongue slides into your mouth, and you loosen your legs around his hips to allow him to grind against you slowly.

He’s painfully hard again as he moves against you, and he can’t hold himself back from grabbing his cock and sliding into you slowly after a few seconds, desperate to feel you again.

Your face scrunches up as he bottoms out, and you keep your eyes on him as he begins to move, soft moans tumbling from your parted lips.

He can’t get over how pretty you look under him; sprawled out on his bed, your soft belly and tits moving with each thrust, and your big eyes locked on his as he splits you open on his cock. He can feel your skin against his as he moves his hips, one hand still holding himself up while the other moves down your neck to your chest, squeezing one of your breasts.

You arch your back into him, tilting your head back and closing your eyes as the pleasure envelopes you. He takes the time to admire you again, and relishes in how you feel pressed against him, so eager to take all that he’s willing to give you.

He looks back up at your face after a moment, then gently taps your cheek with two fingers, urging you to open your eyes again. When your eyes flutter open again, he moans, feeling your fingers digging into his shoulders as he stares deeply into your eyes. 

You’re both feeling sensitive from your previous orgasms, so it doesn’t take long for both of you to get close to the edge yet again. Buck keeps his eyes locked with yours the entire time, however, loving every expression that crosses your face and how you look spread open for him on his bed. 

As you both get closer and closer, he moves his hand to your throat, gripping it gently, as if to force you to keep your eyes open, he can tell that you’re struggling to keep your eyes open. 

“Can you give me one more, baby?” he asks and you nod, whimpering as you keep your eyes locked on his. You can see the thin layer of sweat across his skin, and you bite your lip, feeling yourself getting dangerously close to the edge.

He pulls you in for a kiss, his hand still firmly on your throat, and his thrusts grow sloppy as his balls tighten.

With a few more thrusts, you’re both falling over the edge, and Buck leans away from your lips just in time for you to watch each other cum. As his hips still, you take the time to close your eyes, breathing heavily as you feel his release fill you up. You don’t think you’ll ever get used to that feeling.

“God, I love you.” he whispers as he nuzzles into your neck. He presses soft kisses to your skin as you both come down from your highs, letting you relax as he keeps your fronts pressed together. 

“I love you.” you whisper back, your eyes still closed as you bask in the feeling of him still pressed against you.

After a minute or two, he pulls out, and you whimper softly, suddenly feeling extremely empty. You frown when you see him stand up from the bed, but when he holds out a hand to you, you smile.

“Shower?” is all he says. You nod, grabbing his hand and letting him help you off the bed. 

He leads you to the bathroom, then wraps his arms around you and holds you close while you wait for the shower to heat up. He presses kisses to the top of your head as you rest against his chest, both of you wanting to stay as close to each other as possible; not wanting to be apart for even a second.

When you’re showered; each of you taking turns to help wash the other, you dry off and get back into bed. You relax into each other’s embrace, warm skin to skin as you try not to let the quick approaching sleep envelope you too soon.

“Do you want some water?” Buck is the first to break the silence, and you shake your head, too consumed with the feeling of his chest pressed to your back to even think about one of you getting out of bed.

“I just wanna lay with you.” you tell him in a quiet voice, sighing. He smiles, then presses a kiss to the back of your neck. Who is he to deny you such a sweet request?

“I love you so much, you know that, right?” he asks, his arms tightening instinctively around your waist. You smile, nodding quickly. “Of course I do. And I love you, too. More than anything.” you reply, and he’s sure that if you both weren’t so tired, he’d have you on your back again.

“Good. Because I let you order two desserts and split them even though I only wanted one of them.” he teases with a quiet chuckle. You laugh along with him, rolling your eyes.

“And I’m pretty sure you ended up liking the other one better, anyway.” you tease back, an exhausted smile plastered onto your face. He scoffs, rolling his eyes.

“Yeah, whatever. You’re always right, aren’t you?” he says, and you can tell from his voice that he’s smiling. You nod, giggling softly.

“It’s about time you admitted it.” you counter. You feel goosebumps on your skin when you feel his lips press to your bare shoulder, and you sigh, your eyes closing once again.

“Go to sleep, I can feel how tired you are.” he whispers in your ear. You hum softly, sighing heavily. You can feel your thoughts become cloudy, and it feels like everything is moving slower as you sink further into his arms.

“Can we do this again next weekend?” you ask in a quiet voice, and although you meant for it to come out in a teasing tone, you’re so tired that it comes out as more of a gentle plea.

“Of course, pretty girl, I promise. Now, go to sleep.” You nod slowly, and not a minute later, you’re asleep. He presses one last featherlight kiss to your bare skin before he closes his own eyes. It doesn’t take long for him to fall asleep either, it never does after he has you, but this time he’s out in record time, and his arm stays firmly draped over your waist the entire night.

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[nualaofthefaerie]

In another post you mentioned you had marked all your favorite Sunflower moments/interactions. Do you mind sharing your favorites with your devout followers?

Much love, Fauxraven

It is high time I come back to writing in here.

I will start by answering some questions, I've been overlooking for a while and then will share why I was away for as long as I have.

Let's discuss my favourite Sandflower interactions though. Thank you for the question and this is going to be quite lengthy as a post, but please bear with me. + the interactions are not ordered by how favourite of mine they are, but rather chronologically for the sake of order in the post 🪷

!Spoilers for the entirety of the Sandman comics under the divider!

Season of Mists

This one is very easy. It's the first time they meet and immediately two panels are very important to me as far as their relationship goes.

People make the VERY wrong assumption Nuala was always enthralled by Morpheus but she wasn't. She met him under her "Ice Maiden" title - a fairy so desired men died for a sliver of her attention. She went to the Dreaming as ordered by Titania, the reasons for which could be discussed in another post. Nuala being a gift to Morpheus is a very calculated move by Titania, putting both Nuala and Morpheus in extremely uncomfortable for them positions. Initially. The reason I love this panel is because it shows simultenously that Nuala didn't care about Morpheus at all and she was being arrogant towards him.

The second interaction in Season of Mists that I want to point out is this panel right here. Although on the surface this entire interaction is quite meaningful this panel right here is very important for two reasons. One and that is the obvious one, he is forcing Nuala on a journey of self-discovery and love, stripping the deceptive glamour thrusted upon her from the moment she first existed (all fairies wear glamour). Second, Morpheus notes to "misliking little magics in his realm", which is factually untrue - everything in his realm is magic in one form or another. What he dislikes is not being in control of the magic being distributed throughout his realm. So here already he had begun very clearly being dishonest with Nuala, which we will see further becomes a pattern - he will say one thing and do the exact opposite.

A Game of You

The famous page. But what people rarely talk about this panel is that Morpheus makes the active choice to be nice to her. Something he doesn't do. It is okay to not believe me, but go back, read for yourself, Morpheus doesn't praise people, he doesn't hand out empty compliments or say nice things to people in general. Now, this is the first time he does that with Nuala. He will do it one-two more times I think - he will praise her to other people and briefly before they separate for the last time. Nuala is someone Morpheus harbours positive feelings for. However, from that point forward, we will see Morpheus making the choice to act in a way he usually doesn't and do things he doesn't usually do. This is the face of the Sandflower community (me and my three bitches), but it is not my favourite panel by a long slide.

Brief Lives

I can choose a lot of interactions from "Brief Lives" however that will take an excrutiating amount of time. The most important thing about Brief Lives is the pendant Nuala receives from Thessaly, Morpheus' nasty attitude, because he is being whiny he got broken up with and what a wonderful pretty girl Lala is. This panel encapsulates that so that's why it's here.

THIS interaction has to be top 3 of my favourite interactions between them. Remember when I said in the beginning people hold big misconceptions about Nuala as a character - that she is a weak, spineless character that fades into the background. This panel is my favourite to disprove those.

"Nuala is meek to Morpheus."

No, Nuala likes Morpheus, there is a difference. Because if she was meek, she would've never stood up for herself or put him in his place, which she does in this very conversation despite their more than obvious power dynamics. While Morpheus shows open distain for her people, Nuala simply and confidently tells Morpheus she cannot change who she is, which is a surprise to the Dream Lord. She is unwilling to allow to be slandered like that whether he is a king or a jester.

This one is here because 1. He lets her keep the pendant, which at that point is not deliberate on his side but it will become a point of deep connection between them (there is a theory about the pendant, another post I want to write a lot), in a way he didn't have with Thessaly mind you. 2. He calls her "Little one" and I think that is adorable.

World's End

I will not put anything from Worlds End because it's the most important Sandflower volume in my opinion. I will, at some point write a whole post about Issue #52. For now, if you're interested go read Issue #52.

The Kindly Ones

This is my single favourite panel in the entire Sandman. Nuala and Morpheus were the original "You came/ You called" and I can't wait to see it in the series through the eyes of Nuala's actress and Tom Sturridge. ( I want to write a whole separate post about the pendant too, so, for now this is enough).

And lastly, I could put their whole conversation here and I could put the numerous comparison's between Morpheus' relationship with Thessaly and with Nuala. But I won't do that because they are irrelevant.

When Nuala became "The Maiden" both in the sense of the Kinly Ones and Persephone, she became a tragic figure bound by her love for a man that is quietly self-distructive. If you go back and read through the comic, there is a distinct uncertainty about Morpheus' coldness from his official partners - Calliope says he suddenly became cold; Thessaly believes he sees people as things he wants until he gets them and then he gets bored; Titania does not talk a lot about the nature of their relationship, however from context we can infer he also stopped responding to her at some point and she is still hung on him (as seen by her conversation with Nuala). Only Nuala recognizes his coldness for what it is - a deep inner hatred of himself and usage of loneliness as a means of punishment of himself. She ecognizes the patterns of his behaviours from his standpoint as opposed to her own, symbolizing the level to which they are connected, whether we as readers realize it or not (because I initially didn't). Nuala wants to save Morpheus, but she is very well aware that she can't.

As for Morpheus he choose Nuala as the last woman (because he did choose to go to her, he had every right to refuse and protect his kingdom, despite the boon) to visit before his death, even though Thessaly had at that point broken him up and he had given up (as by the red flowers in their feet). It is such a heartbreaking panel. Because it is the one that actually shows the depth to which Nuala sees Morpheus past his mask and the level to which Morpheus lies to her for a reason we never find out.

An amalgamation of all they had experienced together is him saying "He didn't notice" and yet, no one who has read the comics from start to finish believes Morpheus. He doesn't believe himself. She was the last person outside of his closest circle he ever saw. Why? Because of his responsibility to a boon? No. He could've left, he knew she would understand, even though she was most adamant he should stay. He stayed because he wanted.

~*~

My personal belief here is that Morpheus in his evident self-hatred did everything in his power to make Nuala turn away from him. He recognizes her as something good and we know Morpheus does not believe he deserves good things. So their last conversation is also a way for him to hurt her to a point where she wouldn't be in pain once he dies. Because she is good and he is not.

Author's note:

It's on posts like these that I realize how much I've uncovered about Sandflower since I first started. I genuinely thought I was in a crackhead space and yet, going back and reading again it's truly baffling how many times Neil wrote actions instead of words - because the good thing about comics is that we can not only read we can see, and the actions Morpheus takes towards someone he doesn't seemingly care about all that much, do not align with his words. I encourage everyone to make their own headcanons or draw their own conclusions. These are my personal and of course they highly reflect my biased viewpoints.

Love,

Li

[teejeyfreak]

“MY UNFORGETTABLE MEMORIES DURING HIGSCHOOL”

High school—the very phrase stirs a flood of memories, a tidal wave of emotions crashing against the shores of my mind. It was a time of growth, of discovery, of stumbling through obstacles both internal and external. As I reflect on those formative years, the hurdles and triumphs stand out like vivid brushstrokes on the canvas of my youth.

The journey began with trepidation, the weight of adolescence heavy upon my shoulders. I remember the first day vividly, the nervous energy crackling in the air like static electricity. Stepping through the imposing gates of the school, I was greeted by a sea of unfamiliar faces, each one a potential friend or foe. The halls echoed with laughter and chatter, a cacophony of voices blending into a symphony of adolescence.

But amidst the excitement lurked the shadows of uncertainty. The academic rigors of high school loomed like mountains on the horizon, their peaks obscured by clouds of doubt. Would I be able to keep up with the demands of coursework? Would I find my place among my peers? These questions weighed heavily on my mind, casting a pall over the bright promise of a new chapter.

The first obstacle presented itself in the form of algebra—a subject that seemed as foreign to me as ancient hieroglyphics. Try as I might, the equations danced like elusive phantoms, slipping through my grasp with frustrating ease. Hours were spent poring over textbooks, grappling with concepts that seemed to mock my efforts. But with each stumble came a glimmer of understanding, a faint beacon of hope amidst the darkness of confusion.

As the days turned into weeks, and weeks into months, I found my footing in the academic arena. Subjects that once seemed insurmountable gradually became second nature, their complexities unraveling like a puzzle solved through perseverance and determination. With each passing grade, I gained confidence in my abilities, a sense of accomplishment fueling my drive to excel.

But high school was more than just a battleground of intellect—it was a crucible of character, where friendships were forged in the fires of shared experiences. I recall the laughter that echoed through the corridors during lunch breaks, the camaraderie of teammates on the soccer field, the late-night study sessions fueled by caffeine and camaraderie.

Yet amidst the laughter, there were tears—the inevitable byproduct of teenage angst and uncertainty. Friendships were tested, hearts were broken, dreams were shattered like fragile glass. The social hierarchy loomed like a specter, its invisible hand dictating the ebb and flow of teenage politics. But through it all, I learned the value of resilience, of picking myself up after each fall and forging ahead with newfound strength.

One unforgettable memory stands out amidst the tapestry of high school experiences—a moment that encapsulates the triumphs and tribulations of those tumultuous years. It was the day of the senior prom, a night of glitz and glamour that promised to be the highlight of our high school careers. As I stood before the mirror, adjusting my tie with trembling hands, I couldn't help but feel a twinge of nostalgia mingled with anticipation.

The gymnasium was transformed into a fairy tale ballroom, twinkling lights casting a soft glow over the dance floor. Couples swayed to the rhythm of the music, their laughter mingling with the strains of a love song. For a fleeting moment, the worries and woes of high school faded into the background, replaced by a sense of unity and celebration.

But as the night wore on, reality intruded like an unwelcome guest, reminding us that our time together was drawing to a close. The realization hit me like a punch to the gut—the end of high school was not just the end of an era, but the beginning of a new chapter, filled with uncertainty and possibility.

As I walked across the stage to receive my diploma, I couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness mingled with pride. High school had been a rollercoaster ride of emotions, a whirlwind of obstacles and unforgettable memories that had shaped me into the person I was destined to become. And as I looked towards the future, I knew that whatever challenges lay ahead, I would face them with the same courage and resilience that had carried me through those formative years.

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[dreams-encapsulated-in-glamour]

Come Home To Me

-DEIG

___________________

Why are you like this?

Who put you up to this?

You scream and curse me out, you say it’s all my fault.

But this isn’t the man I fell in love with.

This isn’t the man who held me tight as I fell asleep last spring.

This isn’t the man that I grabbed by the waist to kiss before you walked out the door.

Come Home To Me

Where are you?

Why do you run from me?

Why do you let everyone else keep you from who you are inside?

Who have you become that makes you so sad?

Come Home To Me

Be the man I cried on the phone with because I want to marry you.

Be the man that I want to raise a family with

Be the man who I willing to finish school faster for in order to be together when you leave for grad school.

Come Home To Me

Will you be the man I know you can be?

Will you be the man I can wake up next to?

Will you bring me coffee in the morning before the kids wake up like you promised our future to be?

Will you be the man that I can get breakfast sandwiches with on a lazy Saturday morning?

Will you be the man that I can grab a blanket and curl up into your lap with a book to read together?

Will you be the man that I can count on to bring my robe to me as I get out of the bath?

Come Home To Me, Love.

Come Home To Me, For You Are Home To Me.

I Want To Come Home, But You Aren’t Home Right Now.

Come Home, Please.

Just Come Home.

Please Come Home To Me.

-Dreams-Encapsulated-In-Glamour

Hey yall! Another original piece I’ve been workshopping for a week or so, and I had more inspiration after some conversations with my girlfriend/future fiancée/future wife.

She’s everything to me, and this piece started after a major break in communication made me realize that I wasn’t being my true self because of who I was around. She pleaded me to come back to her, and since she’s home for me, Come Home To Me was the immediate inspiration.

Thank you for being a part of my thoughts and poetry, I hope you enjoy. Please credit if you pull it or use it. Thank you!

[pearllemon-classics]

Cruising Through Dreams: Bucket List Classic Car Events Around the World

Fasten your seatbelts, my fellow motor enthusiasts! We’re about to embark on an exhilarating adventure through the globe’s most iconic classic car events. From the heart-pounding roar of engines on Europe’s legendary circuits to California’s sun-kissed streets, these must-attend events are guaranteed to fuel your passion for vintage motoring. Whether you’re a seasoned aficionado or just daydreaming about owning a classic car one day, these events offer a sneak peek into the very essence of automotive history. So, don your driving gloves and join us as we journey through the ultimate classic car experiences worldwide!

1. Goodwood Festival of Speed

West Sussex, England

Tucked away in the undulating landscapes of West Sussex, England, lies the Goodwood Festival of Speed — a paradise for car lovers. This annual spectacle presents a breathtaking collection of classic cars, from timeless racers to contemporary supercars, all vying for glory on the legendary Hillclimb course. Goodwood seamlessly weaves together nostalgia and exhilaration, promising an indelible experience for devotees across generations. Picture yourself delving into the rich legacy and sophistication of classic automobiles at events like this one. Pearl Lemon Classics crafts bespoke experiential tours that transport enthusiasts on immersive journeys through the magnificence of classic cars and iconic racing events throughout the UK and Europe. Embrace this opportunity to live your passion!

2. Monterey Car Week

Monterey, California, USA

Every August, the charming coastal town of Monterey, California, transforms into a grand stage for one of the world’s most esteemed classic car events. Monterey Car Week is not just an event; it’s a week-long celebration of automotive brilliance that captures hearts worldwide. From prestigious concours d’elegance to heart-pounding races at Laguna Seca and awe-inspiring auctions where vintage gems find new homes, every moment is steeped in excitement and elegance. Whether you’re marvelling at rare Ferraris on the Pebble Beach Golf Links or embarking on a nostalgic journey along 17-Mile Drive in your own classic car, Monterey Car Week is an absolute must for any car aficionado. With Pearl Lemon Classics, you can immerse yourself in this glamourous spectacle through tailor-made tour packages that promise more than just experiences — they create timeless memories filled with history, sophistication and thrill!

3. Le Mans Classic

Le Mans, France

For those whose hearts beat faster at the thought of endurance racing, there’s no event that compares to the Le Mans Classic. Held every two years on the legendary Circuit de la Sarthe in France, this event is a magnificent homage to motorsport’s golden age. It showcases a captivating collection of vintage race cars, each competing for honour on a track steeped in history and tales of triumph and tragedy. Whether you’re basking in the thunderous symphony of classic prototypes from the grandstands or soaking up the electric atmosphere in the bustling paddock, Le Mans Classic is an adventure that every racing enthusiast should experience. Picture yourself standing amidst history at Circuit de la Sarthe, where Pearl Lemon Classics offers exclusive insights and access to private collections — ensuring an immersive experience at events like Le Mans Classic that truly encapsulate vintage motoring’s timeless allure.

4. Woodward Dream Cruise

Detroit, Michigan, USA

Heralded as the globe’s grandest one-day car festival, the Woodward Dream Cruise is an unparalleled homage to American automotive heritage. Each August, a cavalcade of classic cars invades Detroit’s historic Woodward Avenue, morphing it into a dynamic exhibition of motoring milestones. From brawny muscle cars to sizzling hot rods, and from vintage trucks to bespoke cruisers — the Dream Cruise is a visual and auditory banquet. It offers live music, culinary delights and boundless chances for reminiscing with fellow aficionados. Immerse yourself in exhilarating events like the Woodward Dream Cruise with Pearl Lemon Classics — nurturing a community of passionate enthusiasts and crafting unforgettable experiences within the pulsating realm of retro motoring.

5. Classic Days Schloss Dyck

Jüchen, Germany

Imagine being enveloped by the serene beauty of North Rhine-Westphalia, Germany, where Schloss Dyck stands majestically as the stage for one of Europe’s most esteemed classic car events. Classic Days Schloss Dyck is more than a weekend event; it’s a jubilant celebration of automotive history that captivates and thrills. From admiring the timeless elegance of pre-war classics to experiencing the heart-pounding excitement of vintage race cars in action, Schloss Dyck offers an all-encompassing journey into automotive heritage for enthusiasts across generations. Picture yourself at Classic Days Schloss Dyck, where Pearl Lemon Classics nurtures a passionate community and provides personalised attention, crafting indelible memories in the enchanting realm of vintage motoring.

As we draw the curtain on our thrilling journey through the world’s most coveted classic car events, it becomes resoundingly evident that the fervour for vintage motoring is a universal phenomenon. Whether you’re meticulously planning your next escapade or simply harbouring dreams of one day possessing a classic beauty, remember that an exhilarating world of vintage motoring stands ready to set your passion ablaze and fuel your aspirations. With organisations like Pearl Lemon Classics offering bespoke tours tailored to enthusiasts craving immersive experiences amidst majestic classic cars and iconic racing events, the opportunities are boundless. So come along! Let’s revel in the timeless legacy of classic cars and salute the vibrant community of enthusiasts who keep the flame of vintage motoring burning brightly!

[barbie-sequel]

Barbie's Unexpected Journey: From Glitz to Grit

A Dream Unveils an Unforeseen Path

"This is a great film script" - Lee Rathbone

October 6th, 2023, 5:38 AM - A Dream Unveils an Unforeseen Path

In an unexpected turn of events, Barbie finds herself in a senior assisted care home, far from the glitz and glamour she's known for. In this unconventional setting, she's juggling multiple roles - cooking, waiting tables, bussing, and washing dishes. Amidst this chaos, a young girl is trying to convince the elderly residents of Barbie's iconic status. However, these ladies, the youngest of whom were born in the 1940s, are oblivious to Barbie's fame. They grew up in a world before Barbie dolls became a childhood staple.

In the background of this bustling environment, Barbie overhears the young girl conversing with her great-grandmother. For Barbie, there's a sense of relief in her anonymity, as it shields her from a looming legal predicament involving her longtime companion, Ken.

Flashback to the Catalyst: Ken's Ambitious Space Venture

The narrative takes us back to where it all began. Ken, now going by the name Jordan Noone, has embarked on a grand space endeavor with his "New Space Company," directly challenging the monopoly of the "Old Space Company." The latter, having deeply entrenched connections with politicians and having received a trillion-dollar investment from the government, views Ken's innovative and efficient approach as a threat to their established order.

As Ken's company inches closer to a groundbreaking Mars mission, a storm brews in the form of fabricated legal charges. Faced with 91 charges, ranging from insider trading to ludicrous accusations about his dogs, Ken's dream teeters on the brink of collapse. The charges are so absurd they point to a clear manipulation by higher powers to thwart his mission.

A Night of Desperate Decisions

One night, under the cloak of darkness, Ken, accompanied by his loyal dachshunds, ascends the launch tower. With assistance from HAL, his AI supercomputer, he evades security and prepares for an unsanctioned launch to Mars. Ken's decision is driven by the belief that the only way to escape the corrupt clutches of his adversaries is to take his mission off-planet.

Ken's Philosophical Reflection

Atop the tower, Ken muses on the harsh reality he's faced with, a sentiment encapsulated in his words to his dogs, "Once they know you have dogs, you are F____'d! Come on kids, load up." The scene is both poignant and a stark departure from the Ken we've known - a symbol of his transformation from a dreamy entrepreneur to a resolute astronaut.

Barbie's Unwavering Loyalty and New Challenges

Meanwhile, Barbie, unaware of Ken's exact whereabouts, is thrown into a whirlwind of her own. Their communication is sporadic, often occurring during her drives, like when Ken calls her from space as she's waiting in a long line at a Starbucks drive-thru.

The government's pursuit of Ken escalates, leading to a search warrant for the AI computers at the New Space Company. Ken tries to shield Barbie from the chaos, but the reality is dire - if the AI is seized, Ken's survival in space is jeopardized.

Barbie's Sacrifice and Resilience

In a twist of fate, Barbie, on a whim, finds sanctuary in a senior center, Royal Estates. Mistaken for a Mary Kay representative due to her pink Cadillac, she seamlessly blends into this new world. She becomes a beloved figure, teaching makeup, art, and even helping out in emergencies like a tornado. Her skills as a mechanic come to the fore as she repairs a generator and windows post-storm.

Amidst her new life, Barbie's bond with a young girl living with her great-grandmother at the facility grows. The girl's attempts to reveal Barbie's true identity add an element of danger to Barbie's stay.

Ken's Perilous Situation in Space

As the government seizes the New Space Company, turning off the AI computers, Ken's situation becomes dire. He's now reliant on his limited skills and Barbie's assistance from Earth. The narrative highlights Ken's vulnerability and Barbie's growing role in ensuring his safety.

Barbie's Humanity and Compassion

The climax of the story reveals Barbie's profound humanity. As she assists a dying resident in her final moments, missing Ken's historic Mars landing, her compassion and selflessness are illuminated. This act cements Barbie's journey from a symbol of glamour to a beacon of empathy and strength.

The Resolution: Triumph Against Adversity

Ken's successful landing on Mars and his subsequent revelation to the world through social media catalyze a shift in public opinion. The politicians and corrupt forces retreat, allowing Barbie to emerge from hiding. The emotional reunion and the community's celebration of Barbie's unheralded contribution to Ken's mission underscore her significance beyond her public persona.

In the end, Barbie and Ken's story becomes a testament to resilience, innovation, and the power of unwavering support. Ken's success on Mars marks a new era for space exploration, driven not by government agendas or corporate interests, but by the indomitable spirit of individual pioneers.

As the news of Ken's landing spreads, the world watches in awe. The public pressure generated by his achievement forces the corrupt politicians and the Old Space Company to retreat into the shadows, their plans foiled by the sheer force of Ken's determination and Barbie's support.

The return of Barbie's iconic pink Cadillac, towed away by the authorities as part of their investigation, becomes a symbol of justice and vindication. The community at Royal Estates, now aware of Barbie's true identity and her role in Ken's mission, gathers to celebrate her bravery and kindness. The elderly residents, who once knew nothing of Barbie, now see her as a hero in her own right.

The story culminates in a grand celebration in Wichita Falls. The mayor honors Barbie with a medal, acknowledging her contributions not just to Ken's mission but to the community she embraced in her time of hiding. Fire trucks and police cars parade through the streets, a vibrant display of support for Barbie and Ken.

Ken's return from Mars brings another surprise. The AI supercomputer, seized by the government but incompetently handled, is finally returned to the New Space Company. The engineers, once arrested for obstruction, are released and hailed as heroes for their role in the mission.

The narrative closes with Barbie and Ken reunited, their love and partnership stronger than ever. Ken's journey to Mars and Barbie's unexpected adventure at Royal Estates have changed them, deepening their appreciation for each other and for the simple yet profound moments of human connection.

Their story, a blend of adventure, drama, and romance, leaves a lasting impression about the power of dreams, the resilience in the face of adversity, and the enduring strength of love. Barbie and Ken, once symbols of youth and fantasy, emerge as embodiments of courage, innovation, and compassion, inspiring a new generation to look beyond the stars.

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[artanogon]

I would love to know more about the great gatsby mcyt au actually if you're willing to share

!!!!!!

okay so fun fact about us great gatsby is in our top 3 favorite works, beaten only by lotr and shakespeare's plays. we read it for an english assignment back in uhhh. sophomore year and didn't appreciate it much at the time but ended up going back to it and now it is cemented as one of our favorite stories of all time. recently we've been watching the newer movie version of it w leonardo decaprio and thinking a lot about it. i love the feel of it like. the crazy young rich and spoiled always dreaming 1920s american youth who have everything and still aren't happy and keep reaching for more and more, the glitz and glamour and craze of the setting met with the absolute hopelessness of their inner lives. i think it's such a fascinating stage for character insights

what i'm really trying to decide on is who to write it about! because there's a lot of potential routes i could go down (like mumbo grian and scar or some of the esmp members, maybe even dsmp if i go hard nostalgia) but i really want to find a group of people that encapsulate the main cast, since i want to retell that story with the twist of some of my favorite characters. i really need someone to fit nick in particular as a character or narrator, but more than that, i need a relationship that can even TRY to live up to the story of gatsby and daisy

and that's where the bigger struggle lies i think. because there has to be so much there. materialism, idealism, devotion, reckless love and waiting and hoping, met with despair, two people who only have eyes for the version of each other that exists in their head. one who loves money and comfort and pearls and flowers, and one who has everything but will waste it all on the person who wants gold and glamor. i need a relationship that can encapsulate this scene from the movie and make me both want that life and fear it at the same time

i know the setting. i know the tale of tragedy i want to tell with all their relationships . i know the things i want to improve and change and queercode and the way to portray the world around them. i have the bones for a story idea

i just need to know who

[friedricebunny]

Am becoming a "if haruichi had a season 2 to his lovers route, mc's own background would be a reoccurring topic in the season" truther

Because like

Something that fascinates me about haruichi and mc is how they once both shared an intense dislike of the world they've both been born into but the way they dealt with their respective worlds are completely opposite to one another. Granted those worlds are COMPLETELY different with mc just being a country gal while haruichi literally was born into a crime family but at some point, both did not want to be a part of the world they were born into. But then what's really interesting is how they treat that world as adults.

For MC, her dislike of her country roots turns into a rejection of the country life entirely, serving as a central part of her character. The entire plot of uncover the truth is even based on the fact that she doesn't want to be paired up with what she assumes is some country guy her mom wants her to be with. But her rejection of her country roots also serve as the basis for so many of her insecurities as she tries desperately to appear like a perfect city girl and forget about that girl who lived in the middle of nowhere and rolled around in the mud (which I'm fairly certain is something she literally says in Itaru's lovers route but don't quote me on that). In rejecting her country roots, MC rejects herself as a whole.

For Haruichi though, it's completely different. It's shown in his true ending that Haruichi did not necessarily want to become the leader of the Mamiya Family. But while he did try to seek his own future at first by going off to college in the US, he ultimately ended up embracing the role of being the Mamiya Family leader - initially for his own goals of changing/helping the world before being more for both the goal of protecting those already under the Mamiya Family's power and expanding the Mamiya Family's power in Japan. But in order to lead the Mamiya Family properly, Haruichi needed to hide his full self behind two completely different masks, one of the polite and kind but distant IT company president to maintain the facade of a law abiding citizen and another of the intimidating and merciless yakuza boss in order to maintain order and protect the people he cares about. Neither of these masks encapsulate the Haruichi left in between the two who's constantly worrying every day about whether he's done enough or if he's succeeded in his goals (which according to him almost never happens) or the Haruichi who behind all the glamour and suspense is just someone trying desperately to help those around him. In embracing his criminal roots, Haruichi also ends up rejecting himself as a whole.

Ultimately despite the two of them going opposite ways with the backgrounds they dislike/once disliked, neither of them were able to accept themselves before the events of uncover the truth.

I know his lovers route needed to be more about MC coming to terms with his whole lie and deciding to be with him nonetheless because girl is NOT dating a criminal that easily, but I feel like there could just be more writing about the way Haruichi and MC both suffer from a similar rejection of the self as a result of the way they've treated their respective backgrounds.

I have absolutely zero idea what is talked about in Itaru's lovers route season 2 but I do hope it expanded more on some aspect of Itaru that I haven't even thought of at all (<- not an itaru main) much like how I dream of a Haruichi lovers route season 2 that really delves much more into character and that concept of identity I keep talking about with him. And I feel like the perfect thing for that is connecting back to MC's own issues with her self and her country roots as well.

[moonspower]

✨ nothing very, very good and nothing very, very bad ever lasts for very, very long. — doug c., gen x.

❝ mid twenties breakdown: a period of mental collapse occurring in one’s twenties, often caused by an inability to function outside of school or structured environments coupled with a realization of one’s essential aloneness in the world. often marks induction into the ritual of pharmaceutical usage. ❞ — douglas coupland, generation x.

this quote, from one of my favorite books, really encapsulates virote. at his current age of 28, born in 1994. this book is about gen x aka the generation born 1965 - 1980, but i feel like there’s a lot of millennial overlap… minus the whole everyone ignoring gen x in favor of blaming millennials for everything lol.

there’s something kind of nutty about being a millennial. a lot of us lived through a lot of historical events, grew up during the revolution of technology, and we were born at a time when we were promised many, many things by our parents / grandparents like the american dream. only to become jaded and angry and sad. this kind of goes across all cultures, wealth classes, etc. millennial depression is real!

the millennial dark cloud. i feel like virote really embodies that in some ways! being almost thirty, looking at the state of the world, and just being tired. knowing that you’re helping lead the future. a future that’s been ruined already.

i always joke that virote is a muse that’s all about the 2000s post-9 / 11, george bush era escapism and glamour and glitz and chaos and weirdness. but it kind of goes beyond all that!

and i guess that’s what makes him so relatable as a muse.

[garfieldstim]

Hey there again! Looking for a stimboard that’s autumn/photography/fall forest themed!

I love your work!

autumnal forest photography stimboard for @dreams-encapsulated-in-glamour

x x x / x x x / x x x

[moonglittering]

✨ nothing very, very good and nothing very, very bad ever lasts for very very long. — doug c., gen x.

❝ mid twenties breakdown: a period of mental collapse occurring in one’s twenties, often caused by an inability to function outside of school or structured environments coupled with a realization of one’s essential aloneness in the world. often marks induction into the ritual of pharmaceutical usage. ❞ — douglas coupland, generation x.

this quote, from one of my favorite books, really encapsulates virote. at his current age of 28, born in 1994. this book is about gen x aka the generation born 1965 - 1980, but i feel like there's a lot of millennial overlap... minus the whole everyone ignoring gen x in favor of blaming millennials for everything lol.

there’s something kind of nutty about being a millennial. a lot of us lived through a lot of historical events, grew up during the revolution of technology, and we were born at a time when we were promised many, many things by our parents / grandparents like the american dream. only to become jaded and angry and sad. this kind of goes across all cultures, wealth classes, etc. millennial depression is real!

the millennial dark cloud. i feel like virote really embodies that in some ways! being almost thirty, looking at the state of the world, and just being tired. knowing that you’re helping lead the future. a future that’s been ruined already.

i always joke that virote is a muse that’s all about the 2000s post-9 / 11, george bush era escapism and glamour and glitz and chaos and weirdness. but it kind of goes beyond all that!

and i guess that’s what makes him so relatable as a muse.

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How to Renovate a Bathroom

You Deserve a Top-Notch Bathroom: Your Guide to a Smooth Bathroom Renovation

It’s undeniable – a new bathroom can encapsulate the epitome of luxury. However, the process of renovating? Well, that’s not quite so glamourous.

Even the most compact cloakroom can bring about significant renovation costs, especially if there are alterations to the floorplan or plumbing. It’s no wonder many people are still living with pastel-hued relics from the 1950s or textured nightmares from the 1980s.

Starting Points

Our designers and renovation experts, our sister company Dependon Limited consistently emphasise the significance of understanding your budget before commencing any makeover project. Have a realistic budget in mind. Attempting to remodel a full bathroom without one is a disaster in the making.

Just as we advised in the past, before demolishing walls or ordering bespoke fixtures, contemplate how your bathroom will be utilised. The size and primary use will heavily influence its design.

Consider how you currently use your bathroom, and how a renovation can improve that. Create both a ‘priority’ wish list and a ‘dream’ wish list. From practical considerations like storage and space, to aspirational elements such as a walk-in shower, the design should be both beautiful and functional.

Set Your Scope

Once you’ve identified your wants and needs, it’s time to devise a plan. Not all changes need to be dramatic; sometimes, minor adjustments like a new coat of paint, art pieces, or lighting fixtures can dramatically improve a space. That’s when it’s beneficial to have a professional on board.

Nobody can envision what a finished bathroom will look like better than a professional designer, this not only clarifies your vision but also allows builders and trades to provide a complete, itemised quote based on the design, preventing unexpected changes and costs.

Decisions such as knocking down walls, reorganising plumbing, and changing flooring require a proficient team. Delays in these decisions will extend your renovation period. Our designers estimate a timeline between 4-12 weeks, depending on decision-making speed and product availability.

Bathroom renovation timelines are project-specific. They can take anywhere from four to eight weeks after finalising the design, ordering finishes, fixtures, and accessories, depending on sourcing locations and customisations.

Lay It Out

With your budget and scope settled, it’s time to find the optimal layout for your space. Maximising the use of your space is crucial, so it’s essential to understand what works and what doesn’t in your current bathroom. Once you make a plan, it’s advisable to stick to it.

Try to visualise the finished bathroom. A lack of planning could result in custom orders, delaying the project. Always have a solid plan. If custom pieces are required, they can be ordered early to prevent project delays.

The Necessities

Every bathroom, no matter how eccentric, contains the same fundamental components, including:

Vanity: Consider the balance between aesthetic appeal and functionality. You might be seduced by a sleek design, but it’s crucial to remember everyday practicalities like storage and electrical outlets.

Sink and Shower Fixtures: They’re not just functional – they can add a touch of design flair to your bathroom.

Bathtubs: The centrepiece of many bathrooms, bathtubs come in various sizes, textures, and colours. Freestanding tubs have made a major comeback, with clawfoot and modern versions carved from a single block of marble or more budget-friendly porcelain or fibreglass alternatives.

Toilets: You might not have given much thought to toilet brands, but our designers can guide you to the best options.

Tile Time

The constant moisture and temperature changes in a bathroom can wreak havoc on wooden surfaces, so durable choices like marble, ceramic, or concrete tiles are your best bet. When selecting tiles, keep in mind that larger tiles can make a small bathroom appear more spacious and are less expensive to install.

Let There Be Light

Lighting is crucial in any bathroom. The right lighting placement ensures you always look your best. Our Senior Designer Sally Miller reminds us that “lighting plans need to be decided upfront while walls are open. The style of the fixture also determines the height at which the lighting should be placed, which is why decisions need to be made early.”

In conclusion, you deserve a bathroom that enhances your home’s aesthetics while serving its practical purpose, and we’re here to help. Our designers in Ascot and Basingstoke are dedicated to helping you create a bathroom that not only looks fabulous but functions beautifully as well

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 Jannat Zubair’s Inspiring Book Launch: A New Era for the Bollywood Star

Introduction

Indian actress Jannat Zubair, a household name in the entertainment industry, has recently embarked on an exciting new journey with the launch of her debut book. Known for her remarkable talent and influence, Jannat has successfully made her mark as both a Bollywood star and a fashion icon. The launch event, filled with excitement and glamour, not only celebrated her literary achievement but also showcased her evolution as a cultural icon for the youth.

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Jannat Zubair: A Rising Star in Indian Television and Bollywood

Jannat Zubair’s journey from a child artist to a prominent figure in Indian television has been truly inspiring. With her remarkable performances in various shows, she has gained immense popularity and a dedicated fan base. As an actress, she brings a unique charm and depth to her roles, capturing the hearts of audiences across the nation.

In addition to her acting prowess, Jannat has emerged as a fashion icon, often turning heads with her stylish outfits and confident demeanor. Her ability to blend traditional and contemporary styles has made her a trendsetter among young fashion enthusiasts. Now, with her foray into writing, she adds yet another dimension to her illustrious career.

The Book Launch Event: A Glamorous Affair

The much-anticipated book launch took place at an upscale venue in Mumbai, drawing attention from fans, celebrities, and media alike. The event was a vibrant celebration, reflecting Jannat’s personality and her journey as an actress. The decor was stunning, filled with floral arrangements and soft lighting that created an inviting atmosphere for the guests.

As she arrived, Jannat Zubair dazzled in an exquisite designer outfit, solidifying her status as a fashion icon. Her choice of attire was a perfect blend of elegance and modernity, capturing the essence of her brand. The moment she took the stage, the crowd erupted in applause, showcasing the immense love and admiration her fans have for her.

During the event, Jannat shared heartfelt insights from her book, connecting deeply with her audience. She recounted personal stories and experiences that shaped her, inspiring those in attendance to embrace their own journeys. The live reading was a highlight of the evening, allowing fans to experience her words firsthand.

Jannat Zubair: A Voice for the Youth

As a cultural icon, Jannat Zubair has consistently used her platform to advocate for important social issues. Her influence extends beyond the screen, as she actively engages with her audience on social media, promoting positivity and self-acceptance. Her debut book encapsulates many of these themes, encouraging young readers to find their voices and pursue their dreams.

In her writing, Jannat aims to motivate her fans, sharing valuable lessons about resilience, self-confidence, and the importance of staying true to oneself. The book serves as a source of inspiration, reminding readers that challenges can be overcome with determination and hard work.

The Fashion Icon’s Impact on the Event

Jannat’s fashion choices continue to be a significant part of her identity as a Bollywood star and cultural icon. At the book launch, her stunning outfit was a topic of conversation among guests and media alike. Her ability to combine traditional and modern styles demonstrates her versatility and keen sense of fashion.

As a fashion icon, Jannat Zubair sets trends that resonate with her young audience. Many fans look up to her not just for her acting talent but also for her fashion sense, making her a relatable figure in the ever-evolving landscape of Bollywood.

What Lies Ahead for Jannat Zubair?

As Jannat Zubair embraces her role as an author, her fans are excited about what the future holds. Will she continue to write more books, or will she focus on her acting career? Regardless of her next steps, one thing is certain—Jannat’s journey as a Bollywood star and cultural icon is far from over. Her ability to inspire through her work in both entertainment and literature ensures her continued relevance in the industry.

Conclusion

Jannat Zubair’s book launch was more than just an event; it was a celebration of her growth as an artist and a cultural icon. From her remarkable journey as an Indian television actress to her emergence as a Bollywood star and fashion icon, Jannat continues to inspire countless individuals. Her new book serves as a testament to her resilience and creativity, encouraging young readers to pursue their passions and embrace their unique stories. As she forges ahead in her career, Jannat Zubair’s influence is bound to shine brighter than ever.