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kazifatagar · 2 months
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Man Accused of Looking at Woman’s Chest but was Actually Looking at Her FAKE Bag 
A viral TikTok video of a man who states that a woman accused him of staring at her chest. But he states he was looking at her fake “Temu” Louis Vuitton bag. This is a common trend where people are staring at the handbags of others, especially if they’re a designer brand.  Man accused of looking at woman’s chest  @fauziazzhar Ehhh menyampah!! How dare she call me out for looking at hey taytay!…
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dreampurses · 2 months
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Hi, welcome back. Have you ever lusted over a particular product for a number of months (or even years!) not knowing whether or not you should spend the money? Well, for me it has been the Louis Vuitton Horizon 55. I was well aware of the replica designer bags, but I was less sure about whether I trusted it. Like many of you, I was worried about the quality, how soon it would be before it was beyond repair, and whether my money would simply be wasted..
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pursetmall · 5 months
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Replica Designer bags are luxury handbags created by high-end fashion designers. These bags are typically made with high-quality materials and feature unique designs that set them apart from mass-produced bags. Replica Dior bags are often seen as status symbols and are coveted by fashion enthusiasts around the world. Some popular designer bag brands include replica Louis Vuitton, Gucci, Chanel, Prada, and Hermes. These bags can be quite expensive, but many people are willing to invest in them for their quality craftsmanship and timeless style.https://www.pursetmall.cn
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replicalux · 1 year
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Reasons Why Most People Prefer Buying Replica Products Online
If you are wondering how to buy Louis Vuitton replica bags for Women, then just browse your internet and you will find a number of online stores where you can buy relatively the same product, in terms of its look and quality, etc. available at a budget-friendly price. There are multiple reasons why more and more individuals nowadays prefer investing in replica items and a few of them are discussed below.
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luvs4jhutch · 9 months
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Fanfic type: Smut One Shot Word count: 2.7k+ Pairing: Josh Hutcherson x Fem!reader
Warnings: 18+ MDNI; praising, edging, calling names (baby, sweetheart, etc), unprotected sex, dry humping, oral (m receiving), creampie, female pronouns, aftercare.. (I don't know how to write endings so i'll put it as a warning too LMAO)
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Summary: In a night filled with opulence, you dressed to impress for your lover's mysterious surprise. From a chic restaurant to a lavish penthouse, you basked in the extravagance he showered upon you. The evening unfolded with decadent courses, expensive wines, and whispered promises of more indulgent encounters. As the night progressed, the dimly lit room enveloped you, its intimacy heightening the anticipation with each passing moment. The air was thick with desire as the lavish surroundings became a backdrop for an unforgettable rendezvous.
Author note: This is the first time I write something here, I hope you like it. English is not my first language btw, feel free to correct grammar and stuff. Merry christmas LMAOO<3
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˝Money is the anthem of success so put on mascara and your party dress.˝
You looked in the mirror one last time and were radiant. Your hair in a half ponytail; the black short dress that was both elegant and casual; your lips... they looked so desirable... You were ready, and you knew it.
You looked at the time on your cell phone 06:54 PM. You knew Josh wasn't an unpunctual person, especially when it came to you. A message appeared on the screen of the device you were holding «hope you're ready for our surprise, sweetheart» You didn't even bother to open it.
You grabbed your expensive Louis Vuitton bag and a gorgeous fur coat, both gifts from your lover.
You checked the time one last time: 7:00pm sharp. The horn of Josh's Bugatti Veyron that you already recognized sounded twice, indicating that he was already waiting for you. You took your keys and opened the door to your luxurious residence. You couldn't see him, his windows were tinted, but you knew he could. As soon as you got close enough to the vehicle, Josh got out of it and approached you, kissed your hand and opened the door for you to get into the car. “You look stunning,” he says as he sits in the driver's side. “Thank you,” you responded, giving him a smile that maybe was fake, wondering whether to add an «I already knew that» or maybe an «I always am».
"Are you ready?" he asked looking into your eyes. You nodded at his question and smiled genuinely. "Yes I am".
Josh started the engine and the car purred at the action. He lightly placed his right hand on your thigh. This would be a long night.
You drove quickly down the highway. "Can I turn on the radio?" you asked, already knowing the obvious answer. "Yes, honey," your lover responded without taking his eyes off the road. "West Coast" by Lana del Rey began to be heard on all the car speakers.
You sang along to the lyrics, feeling the breeze in your hair. Josh smiled at you, admiring your beauty and your voice. He squeezed your thigh gently, making you shiver. You leaned closer to him, resting your head on his shoulder. He kissed your forehead, whispering "I love you". You said it back, even though you weren't sure if you meant it.
You wondered where he was taking you. He had been secretive about the surprise, only telling you to dress nicely and be ready by seven. You trusted him, but you also felt a bit nervous.
You looked out the window and saw the city lights. You recognized some of the landmarks. You were heading downtown, to the most exclusive area of the city. You wondered what kind of place Josh had booked for you. A fancy restaurant? A luxury hotel? A private club? You felt a mix of curiosity and anticipation.
As you approached the downtown area, you couldn't help but think about the extravagant possibilities awaiting you. The city lights reflected in your eyes, mirroring the sparkle of your designer jewelry.
Josh, focused on the road, continued to caress your thigh with a possessive grip. The anticipation grew as the car glided through the upscale streets. You subtly adjusted your dress, making sure it showcased your curves flawlessly.
The car pulled up in front of a lavish restaurant with a discreet entrance. A valet opened the door for you, and Josh guided you inside. The dimly lit ambiance and the soft music set the perfect scene for a romantic evening. As you entered, heads turned to admire the stunning couple.
Seated at a private table, the evening unfolded with decadent courses and expensive wines. Josh, absorbed in conversation, lavished you with compliments, occasionally interrupting to share an anecdote about his successful ventures. You listened attentively, feigning interest, your mind occasionally drifting to the price tags of the exquisite dishes.
Throughout the night, you played the role of the perfect trophy girlfriend, smiling for the cameras that discreetly captured your moments. The more Josh flaunted his wealth, the more you relished in the attention and the material pleasures that came with it.
As the night progressed, Josh surprised you with a small velvet box. Your heart raced with excitement as you opened it to reveal a dazzling piece of jewelry: a diamond necklace that matched the earrings he had gifted you on a previous occasion. You marveled at it, thanking him with a kiss on the cheek.
As the clock neared midnight, Josh suggested heading to his apartment to extend the celebration. Intrigued, you agreed, wondering what else he had in store for the night.
The car smoothly glided through the city streets once more, and soon, you found yourselves in front of a sleek, modern apartment building. Josh escorted you inside, the anticipation growing with each step. The private elevator ascended to the top floor, opening into a lavish penthouse adorned with city views and opulent furnishings.
The atmosphere changed, becoming more intimate as you entered the spacious living room. Soft music played in the background, and the city lights shimmered through the floor-to-ceiling windows. Josh poured glasses of champagne, toasting to the night and the surprises yet to unfold. "To us," you added, taking a sip of the bubbly liquid.
As the night wore on, Josh led you through the luxurious penthouse. He guided you to a dimly lit room where a large, four-poster bed dominated the space. You stepped into the room, your heart racing with anticipation. The soft lighting cast an alluring glow on Josh's features, making him even more irresistible. As he closed the door behind him, you could feel the tension between them escalate.
Josh slowly approached you, his eyes roving over your body in a way that made you feel both excited and vulnerable. He reached out and ran his hands to your hips, pulling you closer, sending a shiver down your spine. "Tonight is all about us." He whispered to your ear. His lips brushed against your neck, sending a wave of desire coursing through you.
He led you over to the bed, his hands never leaving your body. He sat down, indicating with a nod that you should sit on his lap, which you did. You leaned closer to his lips and closed the small distance that existed with a passionate kiss, full of desire. His hands ran possessively from your waist until they reached the top of your back, where the zipper of your dress was, which was slowly lowered, revealing the skin that shivered down with every touch and caress that Josh gave you.
He stopped kissing your mouth, starting to focus on marking, kissing and licking your neck. Your head threw back in pleasure and your hips began to move slightly on your lover's lap, feeling his erection beneath you.
"It looks like someone prepared for tonight," Josh smirked after observing a set of beautiful lingerie that you were wearing under your elegant clothing, a gift he had given you on one of your previous sexual dates. You chuckled as you began to loosen his tie and slowly unbutton his shirt. You helped him take off his shirt while he removed the luxurious diamond necklace he gave you a few hours before.
"I have to pay you somehow, right?" He approached your neck again as you said those words. "Mhm…" He responded with a sigh against your skin "I guess you do, baby." You humped faster at his cock and he bucked his hips slightly, looking for more friction.
As the room filled with their passionate moans and soft gasps, Josh started to unclasp your bra, leaving your breasts visible which Josh quickly began to massage, licking one of your nipples while playing with the other to give them equal attention. "Josh…" you moaned softly to his ear at the sensation.
The tips of his fingers began to play with the edge of your underwear, lowering it completely as he buckled his hips looking for release. He pushed you away gently to look at you in your eyes "Kneel down, baby…" he ordered and you obeyed him like his good girl. Cautiously, you began to remove his belt and unzip his pants, him looking at you with desire and lust. You helped him take off his pants and lightly caressed his crotch. He sighed at the mix of need, desire and your hand going up and down really slowly, almost tortuously. You felt him tremble at your touch and after playing for a while you pulled down his boxers, his hard cock already dripping pre-cum. You swear your mouth watered at the sight, and you quickly started licking his length, from base to tip, on which you left a small kiss before finally taking his cock into your mouth, never breaking eye contact. Her hand slid to your hair and stroked it slowly. You swirled your tongue around his tip and he leaned his head back, holding your head tighter and closer to him. You gagged feeling the tip of his cock touching the back of your throat and he immediately loosened his grip, letting you go at your own pace.
"Fuck…" He groaned and you hummed to his pulsating cock in response. His hand dropped to the bed sheets, squeezing them as he felt a knot form in his abdomen warning him of his orgasm. You noticed this and separated your mouth from his cock, a thread of saliva joining them both, as you began to jerk him off with a slow pace, edging him off. He rolled his eyes back into his head once more feeling his orgasm cutting off. He cupped your face gently in his hands, lifting it up. He looked into your eyes. His previously brown eyes were quickly consumed by the black of his dilated pupils, thanks to desire. You clumsily climbed back into his lap, his hands immediately settling on your hips with a firm, possessive grip. You grabbed his dick desperately and lined it up to your cunt, feeling the tip of it rub against you before sitting slowly on it.
"Oh fuck!" you exclaimed as he slid into you, hitting your cervix "God… you're so good…" He moaned as he felt your hot, tight pussy enveloping his cock. His hands left your hips and moved to your thighs, holding onto them as he started moving his hips slowly, pushing deeper inside you. You whimpered, meeting his pace as you grinded your hips against him. You could feel your orgasm building up, your pussy clenching around his cock with every thrust. He moaned, seeing your breasts swaying in time with his thrusts. "You're so fucking sexy riding me like that." He said, feeling your tight pussy milking his cock. His hips slapped against yours as he pushed deeper and harder inside you. Your body shaking with pleasure. Your eyes were rolled back in your head, your mouth open panting. You couldn't believe the pleasure you were feeling, his hard cock stretching you open.
"F…fuck… im so close…" You whispered between a moan, your eyes rolling back as you felt an intense wave of pleasure wash over you. "Be a good girl and cum for me, sweetheart…" you tried to respond, but only moans and sighs came out of your mouth. The orgasm hit you like an electroshock drawing an almost screamed moan. Your thighs trembling on top of Josh; your eyes completely rolled into your head. You fell onto Josh's chest, your head on his shoulder and he held you gently. He slowed his pace so you would come down from his orgasm. Josh held you close, feeling your body shuddering from the aftershocks of your intense orgasm. His heart raced, feeling the heat emanating from your body. He kissed your forehead softly, his own breathing heavy. "You're incredible…" he whispered to your ear before leaving another kiss in your forehead.
After a few moments, his heart rate slowly returned to normal and he couldn't hold back any longer. "Ready for round two, honey?" He asked, his voice hoarse from the pleasure. You nodded, feeling completely spent but eager for more. Josh pulled out of you slowly, making sure to prolong the pleasure before lying you down on the bed, his hard cock still twitching. Your legs spread slightly. He climbed on top of you, pinning your wrists over your head. His eyes hungrily eating you up and your body trembled with anticipation.
Josh thrust into you again, his movements both fast and hard, despite his efforts to maintain control. The sensation was intense, filling you up completely. His breathing became ragged as he felt himself close. "Fuck, you feel so good… so perfect for me…". You moaned loudly, feeling Josh's rough love deep within you. Your body arched off the bed, meeting his powerful thrusts eagerly.You could feel the intensity of his movements increasing further.
"I can't hold on much longer" Josh groaned, his hips slamming against yours in an unyielding rhythm. The head of his cock brushed against your cervix, sending waves of pleasure through your body. He bit his lower lip, trying to hold off his orgasm. His eyes were filled with lust. "Fuck, you're tight" he grunted, pushing deeper inside you. You wrapped your legs around him, encouraging him to go deeper. He felt your tight muscles gripping his shaft, pulling him closer to the edge.
His movements became erratic, thrusting into you with renewed force. "I'm gonna cum…" You moaned, feeling the pressure and tightness growing inside you. You arched your back, meeting his thrusts hungrily as he slammed into you again and again, feeling his cock twitching inside you. "I need you to cum inside me… please…" you whispered, your voice sultry and seductive. Your hips bucked up against him in perfect sync with his thrusts, your breasts swaying enticingly. Your nails dug into the sheets beneath you as Josh's pace quickened even more. "Cum for me…" you moaned seductively, pushing your hips up to meet his powerful thrusts.
Josh groaned loudly, his breaths becoming ragged as he felt himself getting closer to his climax. You writhed under him, meeting his thrusts eagerly. "Fuck, you're so tight… so hot…"
His hips slammed against yours one last time, his cock throbbing inside you. eyes closed tightly as he released himself into you, his body shuddering with the force of his orgasm. His seed filled you up, feeling both hot and thick. He groaned loudly, his face contorted in pleasure.
He panted heavily, his chest rising and falling rapidly. He collapsed onto you, your panting filling the room. His cock twitched inside you as he tried to regain control. Slowly, he pulled out of you, a trail of his essence leaking out.
After a few moments, his breathing returned to normal. Slowly, he rolled off you, panting heavily. He looked down at you, his eyes filled with satisfaction. "That was… intense." He said, still trying to catch his breath. He leaned in and placed a soft kiss on your forehead, his heart still racing from the intense pleasure he'd just experienced. Josh smiled at you softly, his eyes closed. He reached out and brushed a stray lock of hair from your face.
Josh sat up carefully, his muscles still quivering slightly from the exertion. He leaned over to grab a couple of tissues from the bedside table, returning to wipe the remaining moisture from your inner thighs and between your legs. Josh gently ran the tissues over his own lap, wiping away the mix of his own semen and your fluids. He took a deep breath, trying to calm down after the intense passion he had just experienced. After he was done cleaning up, he scooped up the discarded tissues and placed them in the trash can, then crawled back and cuddled up next to you. His arms wrapped around your waist and he pressed his face into your hair, inhaling your unique scent.
"That was amazing and… you were incredible," he murmured, pressing a soft kiss to your shoulder. "I'm gonna have to spoil you rotten after this." he chuckled and you smiled back to him. "Aww… you don't have to…" you said while caressing his cheek. "Of course I do" He responded to your attempt of kindness, brushing a strand of hair from your sweaty forehead.
You curled into his warm embrace, feeling satisfied and fulfilled. A small smile played on your lips as you knew that this would not be the end of their secret encounters. There were many things you could ask for from him and he would gladly give, just to keep you by his side.
The room was a quiet sanctuary and your mind wandered to the tangible rewards that awaited you after this secret rendezvous. The diamond necklace he gave you whispered promises of future luxuries and you heard them attentively before falling asleep in your rich loverman's arms.
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octuscle · 11 months
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I need some help! I spent most of my life in the UK, but I'm living in the States. I miss it. And I may have keyed in a few changes to make me feel at home. But, I dunno, I feel different, mate. What do you fink is happen'?
Mate, you've made a few adjustments to get back to living life as a chav like you did in Newcastle. But "Young", "Stupid", "Lazy" and "Constantly Horny" admittedly leads straight to a cheap haircut, tracksuit and fake Louis Vuitton hip bag at the bus stop in the UK. But you're in Los Angeles… The clocks tick differently there. You won't be a scally. You become more of a muscle bro. No interest in soccer, just football. No beer drinking and no chain smoking. American jocks are so boring. I'm glad you contacted me.
You're standing in front of the mirror. Flawless white teeth, buzzcut, toned and tanned muscles. Ey, not everything is bad. But that has nothing to do with homesickness. And the constant "bruh" and "dude" also annoys you… One of your gym bruhs calls and asks what's up. You ask "Mate, what dee ya say to a pint in the pub?" Your bruh asks if everything is okay with you. Alcohol? And at this time of day? He wanted to go to the gym and then to the beach. "Nah, mate! i was goin' to break for lunch na n' then i havta get 'ack to work here." Back to work? You're in college. And it's Spring Break…. Fuck, of course not. You're a carpenter. Interning at an interior design company here in the US. Fuck, the quality here really sucks. You should have tried to get an internship in Scandinavia. Or even better in Germany. There you can already drink beer for breakfast. And not some light stuff like here…
You have to burp. You made yourself a great English breakfast this morning in your dorm. None of that high-protein low-carb crap. Eggs, bacon, beans. Whatever a real man needs in the morning. Shit, beans always make you fart…
Your basketball shorts become work pants. Your tank top becomes a t-shirt. Your cool Apple Watch becomes a cheap almost real gold swank watch. On the other wrist you wear a matching bracelet. Your cell phone vibrates. "Mate, us're meetin' for a booze-up at the bus stop na. Are ya comin'?" You reply that the bloody pigs should fuck off, you're in fucking America and you still have work to do. You take a selfie and send it to your mates.
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"mate, hav ya bin under the tannin' 'ed?" "you look like a 'each propa lad!" "come 'ack soon, ya're nit gettin' enough weed!"
You just answer with "I miss ya fuckers". It's time to go home. A chav like you just doesn't fit in California.
Ya alway find propa lads @toughukladz
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venic-bxtch · 1 month
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FIRST CLASS: EX-FRIENDS AND ROSES
DISCLAIMER:This story is fiction, meaning anything done or said by characters is completely fictional and does not reflect on that characters personality. Enjoy!
TW: Cussing, metal objects towards the head, unconsciousness.
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Jack showed up at my apartment with a  Louis Vuitton bag, chocolate, and flowers. "Jack! Come in".
He smiled and stepped in, "Where can I put these?"
"Oh. On the counter", I literally could not stop smiling.
"Soo, Jack, whose presents are these?", I asked.
"Yours, of course, Who else". He passed me the presents and I opened the Louis Vuitton bag and saw a wallet that I'd been wanting for the longest time ever.
"Jack! Oh my God! I've been wanting this for the longest time ever, you read my fucking mind".
He nodded his head his head, "Yeah, I mean Chanel told me but that's the same thing either way".
I stopped fawning over my present and looked at him, curious,"Y'all smoothed things over?"
"Yeah, she texted me after the whole Shade Room post, she said she felt bad and I wanted to give you a present-"
I interrupted him, "A present for what?".
"Your new modeling career".He showed me an email on his phone from a modelling agency.
—Dear Mr. Harlow,
We are delighted to inform you that Ms. Dearra Lorenzo has been accepted for representation by Model Machine, based on your referral. Ms. Lorenzo's first shoot is scheduled for March 30. Details will be provided to her shortly. Enclosed are the necessary documents for Ms. Lorenzo's representation. We appreciate your referral and look forward to a successful partnership.
Warm regards,
Clea Atkinson at Model Machine agencies
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"Jack!", I hugged him and he wrapped his arms around my waist and listed me. I started to cry because I had been doing everything on my own for the longest time ever after my mom had died. "What's wrong Dearra?", "Thank you, Jack, thank you, you're helping me so much", he put me down and put his hands on my shoulders and wiped my tears with his thumb, "You're welcome, Der", "I also wanted to ask you if you wanted to go out with me, maybe on a picnic".
"Yes, of course, Jack!". Jack picked me up and spun me around.
I heard my front door shut and I saw Chanel walk into the kitchen," Hey Der, have you seen my sweater-". Jack turned his head and put me down then sat at the bar table, using his phone.
"Hey Chan" I was still smiling.
"Hey Der, can we talk upstairs?" She asked crossing her arms.
"Sure".
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We go to the second story of my apartment. We sat down in my office. It was small and decorated as much as I could.
"What did you want to talk about Chanel?" I closed the door behind us.
"I'm not over Jack, I lied," she sighed deeply, "I texted him to say sorry about what happened and he asked about giving you a present, he didn't say for what. I'm guessing it was to ask you to be his girlfriend". Be fucking for real, he just met me-, she continued to speak, "I asked him if he wanted to try dating again and he said no. He was really blunt about it and blocked me after", her voice began to shake and she started crying, "I don't like you guys together. Please. Don't go out with him, for me?"
I sniffed."Stop with those crocodile tears, you know they’re fake too.", I crossed my arms,”And if he does ask me out, I will be accepting. Whether you like it or not. Also I literally just met him yesterday, Yesterday! So no, he wouldn't ask me to be his girlfriend in such a short time-", she slapped me across my face. "Bitch..what the fuck!", I went around my desk and slapped her back. She touched her face and opened her mouth slightly. She knocked me in the head with a metal desk figure,I staggered for a few seconds, trying to hold myself up with the armchair as I fell to the ground.
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Jackman T. Harlow
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I heard a very, unnatural loud thud coming from upstairs at Dearra's apartment. My heart dropped as I ran up the stairs to see Dearra on the ground unconscious. I saw Chanel standing over her holding a heavy book, she saw me walk in and put the book down.
"She was yelling at me Jack, s-she attacked me!", she started to cry.
I sighed, "Get out, Chanel, just go home."
I hovered over her body trying to see if she would wake up,"Dearra....wake up!" I shook her body, and sighed again. I called 911.
They took 20 minutes to get to us. I sat down next to her with her hand in mine. Hoping she would wake up.
The ambulance got to the apartment . The EMT asked me if I wanted to go in the ambulance with her. I said yes.
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After a few hours, a nurse told me I could go in and see Dearra.
"Jack, I'm so happy to see your face", "I'm happy to see you too Der."
I sat down next to her on the hospital bed and held her hand, while I smoothed her hair out."How do you feel now?"
She sat up a little and rubbed her eyes," I feel a little better, just a little headache, can you help me get up?"
"Sure. Did they give you medicine for your headache?", I asked as I helped her stand up.
"Nah. But I'll be fine", I nodded in response.
The nurse came in with a clipboard, "Okay, Miss Lorenzo. You can go back home, but you'll need someone to stay with you for at least 3 weeks to a month. Make sure you avoid any loud spaces like concerts, and make sure you get fresh air," she handed Dearra a folder with some things that could help her and her medicine prescription that needed to be picked up at the pharmacy, "Make sure you pick up your medicine, you won't need a refill unless this happens again. Have a nice day!"
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Dearra E. Lorenzo
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Jack was sitting next to me on my bed while the nurse explained some things.
"Well, Jack, you're gonna be stuck with me for a while." I punched his arm playfully.
"I guess so." He teased me back.
"We need a ride to the pharmacy, you know anyone? Besides Chanel, of course."
"I can check.." I scrolled through my contact list and a number I didn't want to see.
My ex-friend, Tatiana's number. I realized that she was really my only choice. I'm not too close with any of my co-workers. We had fallen out after I left Rhode Island. I knew she had recently moved here after I stalked her social media accounts.
I sent her a text asking her to come pick us up.
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twin💗
hey tati
I know it's been a long time,
but can you pick me up from the hospital
Tati💗
Of Course.
You good?
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"Okay, so one of my old friends can pick us up."
"Okay sounds good. I also emailed M&H about what happened. They said they can postpone it for 3 months after those three months, the deal is out."
"Jack. You've done so much for me, I appreciate it."
"No problem. I care about you." He put his hand on my shoulder,"I wassss thinking, to celebrate you starting out your modelling career, we could go on a picnic tomorrow?"
"Yes, absolutely." I smiled.
After a while, Tatiana texted me telling me she was here. I changed out of my hospital clothes into my normal clothes. Jack wrapped his arm around my shoulder while we walked out.
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Tatiana unlocked her car door and started to speak, "Hey Dearra, what happened?" she helped me get into the car and Jack followed.
"Oh me and Chanel fought, she hit me in the head with a tin, and you know about  the whole thing that's going on." Tatiana started the car and I rested my head on Jack's shoulder.
"That bitch, Why were you still even friends with her?"
"I don't even know.."
Tatiana looked in the blind spot mirror.
"Ouuu. Der got herself a styrofoam cup."
"Tati." I laughed.
Jack was shocked, "Wow...I've been through shit. I didn't even do nothing."
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AT THE APARTMENT
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Me and Jack were chilling on my couch. We had gone to Chipotle to get dinner.
"Ima spend the night here and then get some of my shit tomorrow."
"Okay," I said with a yawn, "Ima go take a shower."
"Ight."
I went upstairs to my bathroom and set out my pjs and my robe.
I turned on my radio and played one of my Spotify playlists. Lovin' on me started to play then I started my shower.
After my shower, I put on my pajamas and sat in my bed, scrolling on my phone.
Jack came upstairs with another bouquet, this time it was roses."I ordered them off doordash, here."
I held the roses and patted the spot next to me on my bed for him to sit down next to me.
"Jackman Harlow. I have never met anyone who has treated me like you have."
He smiled at me , "I'm gonna go to the guest room, Good night Der."
"Night Jack."
He got up from my bed and walked out of my room.
I opened up my Instagram and posted a picture of the roses Jack gave me.
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der.too.fine ✓
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Back from the hospital, someone bought me flowers💗 Thank youuuuu
liked by jackharlow, urbanwyatt, tati_marie, and 2,210 others
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jackharlow ur welcome
      ⌊der.too.fine 💗💗💗💗💗
urbanwyatt wish I bought them 🥲
         ⌊jackharlow well, too bad😌
         ⌊urbanwyatt rude.
          ⌊liked by der.too.fine and others
user1 why did u go to the hospital?
     ⌊der.too.fine I got hit in the head real bad, but I'm alr now boo✨
     ⌊liked by central.cee, tati_marie, urbanwyatt, and others
tati_marie  we ain't even start talking for too long and u already cheating, damn😞
    ⌊der.too.fine I would never, u my boo
    ⌊tati_marie fr fr 💍💍
central.cee 👀where are the flowers
      ⌊tati_marie wtf, u nasty boy
      ⌊jackharlow [central.cee] didn't you cheat on your ex?🤔
      ⌊druski2funny [central.cee] close your eyes, or I close them for u🔪
      ⌊der.too.fine BAHAHAHAHA
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after I posted on insta I put my phone on charge and was about to go to sleep, but then I saw a text from Chanel.
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Girl who beat me up🐀
Der, I'm sorry
I mean it
please just answer me
I got mad
I saw you're insta post, I'm happy for you
I saw tati's comment
y'all talking now?
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it's Tatiana to u
you have blocked this contact
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I put my phone on my nightstand and went to sleep.
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THE PICNIC DAY
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I woke up in the morning around 10 am the next day.
I stood up from my bed and walked to my closet to find something to wear for my date with Jack.
I found a brown dress and brown heels. I decided I wanted to pair it with a brown designer bag I have.
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The outfit
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I put my outfit on my bed and went to go to my skincare and makeup after my shower. I went downstairs to get some breakfast, I saw Jack chopping up fruit into a bowl.
"Morning Der, how'd you sleep?"
"I slept good, I think it was the medicine, I wonder what they put in there." I sat down at the island counter and set my bag down.
Jack chuckled while he finished up my fruit bowl, "I'm glad you slept well, here's you're breakfast."
"Thank you."I forked up some strawberries and dragon fruit, "Mmm, that's good."
I walked up to my fridge to get some orange juice, Jack took the bottle out of my hand and got a glass out of my cabinet, "Nope, I'll do it, you sit down, Der."
"Okay, fine by me." I sat back down and let Jack pour my orange juice. "Here." he passed my orange juice. I continued eating my fruit. Jack leaned on the counter looking at me and smiling.
"What?"
"You so pretty."
I smiled back at him. "And you're handsome."
His smile grew bigger. "Thank you."
I finished up my breakfast and went to put my dishes in the dishwasher. "We can start heading out, Jack."
"Ight, Ima go start the car." he picked up his car keys, put his phone in his pocket, and went out the door. I  finished packing up the picnic basket then turned off the house lights and locked the door.
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AT A PARK SOMEWHERE IN MIAMI
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Jack took me to a cute private park he had access to.
It was near a small lake and had lots of beautiful trees. We found somewhere to lay our blanket down."This place is so pretty Jack!"
"Yeah it is, I come here sometimes to clear my mind, especially after shows."
I nodded and took my phone out for a selfie. "I can take a picture of you der, I wanna post you on my Instagram, I'll send it to you later."
"Thank you." He opened his camera app and I posed. "Great."
I saw him type on his phone and I got a notification from Jack's instagram.
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jackharlow ✓
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My future baby momma(manifesting)
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central.cee damn-
     ⌊jackharlow shush, no one likes u
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der.too.fine u should be a photographer
      ⌊jackharlow thanks baby
      ⌊dru2funny BABY?
urbanwyatt are u seeing other ppl? 🫢
       ⌊jackharlow yes.
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A/N: 😞 the chapter was garbage, I literally did a rewrite. I had SO MANY plot contradictions. But I tired, more sooooon
-Michelle🎀🌺
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tenshi-agerasia · 7 months
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ensemble stars characters as things i experienced on a cruise to mexico
i'm waiting for a flight that i'm ten hours early for so here's some rare 鬼畜 text content . incorrect quotes and imagined scenarios, long post under the cut
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starting off with some incorrect quotes
rei: can you walk?
eichi: i think so, i'm much more energetic nowadays-
rei: no you're not. shiratori-kun, get him a wheelchair, we're skipping all the lines at the airport‎‎
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eichi, getting physically patted down by tsa in a small dark room because his wheelchair couldn't go through the full-body scanner and it was too much physical effort to stand up: this is all sakuma-kun's fault
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aira: tenshouin-senpai! you almost left your louis vuitton designer scarf at the security checkpoint! what if someone had stolen it?!
eichi: thank you, shiratori-kun! but it's fake
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akatsuki in the elevator with a group of strangers
stranger, in a thick southern accent: so what're y'all up to t'night?
silence
souma stares straight ahead. he thinks the stranger isn't talking to them.
stranger, feeling slightly awkward: so, y'all stayin' in your room?
kuro: um... yeah
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afterwards
keito: how did he know that our room doesn't have a window
kuro: ???
keito: ??? he said something about our stateroom not having a window like his
kuro: you mean when he asked if we were staying in our room?
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hokuto: how much money have you spent at the arcade
makoto: uhhhh... i don't know, i'm not good at math
mao: how much did each of the figurine blind bags cost you
makoto: four plays is $4.50 and i get an average of 87 tickets at the piano game. the gachapon is 750 tickets each, and 750 / 87 = around 8.62 plays, and 8.62 x 4.50 / 4 = $9.6975
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wataru: iiiiiit's..... showtiiiiiime....
yuta: can we leave
hinata: the waiters are dancing now, we can't just leave
one minute later
yuta: can we leave
hinata: i'd love to see you try to leave in this situation
three minutes later
yuta: can we leave
hinata: QUICK THEY STOPPED MAKE A RUN FOR IT
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jun: i don't like my new haircut
jin, shaking his head knowingly: yeah you shouldn't have cut it on a cruise
jun: i lied. i love my new haircut it means the world to me
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jun, still struggling to come to terms with his new haircut: now i kind of look like the scaramouche guy from genshin
hiyori: i was thinking more like edna from the incredibles
some people that i encountered!
kaoru as the guy that (successfully) invited one of the waitresses to dance
yuzuru as the sweet lady who asked me how to swipe her room card for the arcade because her son (tori) wanted to play a game
ritsu as my mom who spent most of the time sleeping
rinne as the tour guide that would add "rawr" to the end of his jokes
tsumugi as the poor woman who got stuck in a hammock and had to ask me for help
yuta as my brother who i forced to go on a rusty cable sliding thing you could only hold on to by hand, only for it to get stuck before it reached the middle
hinata as me who dragged the rope attached to the handle and tried to run (on sand) to pull yuta/my brother on the cable slide, only for him to fall (on sand)
rei as the people who watched and laughed
yuzuru as me playing the discord golf game with my friends on vc, only to get screwed over by the lag from cruise wifi
anzu as my friends who were still at home and took this chance to win by miles
makoto as my brother and i when we made one of the arcade machines run out of tickets to dispense three times
makoto as my brother who dominated the entire leaderboard of a piano game with his high scores
tomoya as my mom who was upset that she didn't get to see any flamingos up close
mao as the guest services guy who kept getting interrupted by phone calls that lasted less than 50 seconds
tsumugi as the worker who asked me "do you speak mandarin or chinese?"
adonis as my dad who would only eat meat because "it's more worth it that way"
hiyori as the hair stylist that gave me the scaramouche/edna haircut and kept calling me "madame" and insisted that i trust his vision (he was a lovely guy, i just wanted it more short :()
anzu as my aunts that were constantly trying to video call my mom on wechat, only for the call to disconnect because cruise wifi sucks
mayoi as the dinner waiter that jumpscared my mom on the lunch buffet line
midori as the buffet worker who kept sorting the lettuce leaves by size and color
rinne as the guy at the casino who told a worker he wanted to "have a gambling addiction responsibly"
tori and tsukasa as the little girls who tried to convince their mom to let them eat only cake for lunch
kaoru as the white guy who tried to engage in a conversation with me in the elevator but only made the situation more awkward
souma as the guy who got into an argument with someone (kaoru) over whether the fish he ate was bass or salmon (it was salmon with some bass)
shinobu as the boy who ran up and down the stairs yelling that he was looking for ducks (?)
wataru as the russian lady in charge of the dining room who would loudly whisper "iiiiiit's...... showtiiiiiiime" into a microphone every evening
tomoya as the waiter with a tired, dead inside expression who still had to dance for the russian lady's "showtime"
adonis as the guy that woke up at six in the morning to run laps around the deck for some unknown reason
wataru as the guy who posed for a picture like he was pinching the setting sun
hokuto as the guy taking the picture, but from an angle that made wataru look like he was pinching nothing and standing there stupidly
promo time ~ preorders for the niki's cookbook fanzine are open until march 12! i made some recipes for it, go check it out :)
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girlwhodoeskratom · 26 days
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i got so many louis vuitton murakami bags off of depop well before the depop craze of 2019-present day and i love them SO much.... at least one of them is fake but idgaf cuz they fully pass. if they're fake they're the good china town fakes
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maniac-charmer · 1 year
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Gone Away: Chapter 1
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This story (and this blog) is strictly +18 minors do not interact.
Lee Know x Female reader.
Ex Best friend to lovers trope.
TW: angst
Word Count:2.5k
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It was the year 2008, where everything smelled like Victoria`s secret perfumes and rhinestones blinging in your eyes. Everyone holding their bedazzled flip phones in their palms, texting each other and taking pictures with their digital cameras posting them on Myspace. Idolizing Paris Hilton and Britney Spears. Covering themselves with Juicy Couture, Brandy Melville, and fake Louis Vuitton bags. Everything smelled sickeningly sweet and artificial.
There you were, not exactly fitting in but covered in different colours and layer of clothing thinking it looked good, adapting to the fashion sense of the year. In your senior year in high school in your neighbourhood, in the suburbs from a high paid middle-class family. You were well of; you were able to afford anything you need but not able to afford anything luxury. 
In your high school there was different friend groups like in any other high school. Yours were just your friends. Some of them were ``cool`` but you wouldn`t say that for yourself. You were pretty much invisible, not having any issues with anyone but not having too many friends outside of your group. Your friend group consisted of 6 people. You were 3 girls and 3 boys, basically all attached at your hips, doing everything together and never spending any day without each other. You were closest with Minho or as everyone called him Lee Know, he was your best friend since you moved into the neighbourhood and for years, he was your everything. Your best friend, your family, your confidant also your neighbour. You two lived few houses away from each other, you having to walk in front of his house whenever you had to leave your street. Since he became a part of the football team in your high school, he was almost always in his garden working out or practicing in some way, which means you always run into him. Your family seeing him as their own son as well.
The rest of your friend group consisted of your friends, Sakura and Ji-min, your girl best friends and Han and Hyunjin, the other boys in the group. You were close friends with all of them, having a great friendship with them, enjoying their company and their presence during your high school years. 
Minho and Hyunjin were a part of the high school football team since their sophomore year and was really into the game itself. You tried to understand how football worked but you could not, you did attend their games regularly to support them. Han was not interested in sports, he mostly spent his time on his computer, gaming or to create music, he would always rap or sing stuff and he became one of your music and art teachers favourite student, giving him a role in any ceremony possible.
Han was very social and was friends with almost everyone in the high school, he mostly spent his time with your group and mostly Hyunjin but somehow always found time to be friends with everyone. Even sometimes against your friend groups requests. 
Lee Know was a stubborn and Mr. Know-it-all person. When he started to get annoyed with someone, no one can turn that back. If he loved you, he loved you too much and protected you at all costs. But for some reason, he did not like other boys from his team. And he was annoyed with all of them but for the most part he would complain about three particular boys. They were very close friends with each other, almost being attached from their hips. Bang Chan, Felix and Changbin. They were typical jocks but were good at heart. Never bullied anyone and would just mind their business. 
Lee Know would get annoyed whenever Han would talk about them or hang out with them, but it never stopped him. Han could be considered as the wild one in your group, and everyone knew that, even Minho, he somehow accepted that fact. 
In the start of your senior year, Han decided to celebrate his birthday in an extravagant party. He was turning 18 and he told your group that he had to go ``all in`` which you all cringed at. Lee Know did not like crowded settings and told you in confidence that he does not want to go but he will since he is a very close friend of theirs.
You grew accustomed to your group and routine. Spending your days with Minho, doing everything you can possibly think of together. You even wait for him during his practice in the library so you two could make the short walk to your neighbourhood together and spend the rest of your day together. It felt natural to be with him, effortless and right. He was everything you dreamed in a person embodied. He was extremely passionate about everything he did, he cared about you, he was thoughtful, an amazing person with a heart of gold and extremely attractive. You knew everyone in your high school had a crush on him or Hyunjin. They were too good looking for their own good. But Lee Know had a different aura, he was like a paradox. Leaving you questioning everything. 
You tried your best to not have a crush on him, you couldn`t afford to lose him. You learned how to live hiding your feelings, not make it obvious to anyone. It was the only secret you never told him, you couldn`t. You never know how he would react if you did. Would he get angry, or would he let you down gently? Although you hated not knowing things, you did not want to see how this plays out. 
You and your friend group helped Han with his party, he invited almost the whole high school, and it was going to be huge. He told your group that, since you were his best friends, you should look your best and have the best time, to set an example. You spent almost a week with the girls trying to find the best outfit and you finally settled on a sparkling silver bodycon mini dress and shoes to go with it. You felt amazing in that outfit, and you kept it a secret from everyone except the girls until the party. 
Before the party, you got ready with Ji-min and Sakura in Ji-min`s house and made it to the party with her car. When you finally were there, you saw Han and waved at him, who came running to hug you and complimented you a thousand times on how good you look. You saw Minho and Hyunjin making themselves a drink and thought about going to them, but Han dragged you next to the three boys your best friend despises the most. Felix, Bang Chan and Changbin making conversation with you making you feel like you were their friend for years and Han leaving as soon as he saw someone else, leaving you with them alone. 
You chatted with them and in a few seconds Bang Chan and Changbin disappeared to get some drinks, leaving you alone with Felix. 
Felix was attractive and nice. He complimented you and asked you for a dance, when you two made it to the dancefloor, he made you feel comfortable since he was an amazing dancer, leading you whilst dancing. You didn`t even notice Lee Know`s stares at you. You were amazed with Felix, his freckles, his cute smile, and his deep voice almost casting a spell on you, making you forget about your friend group who were also at the party. 
After a while, you decided to get some fresh air and that is where Felix kissed you. Your first kiss, under the stars, surrounded by drunk teenagers and loud music but it was perfect. He confessed that he had feelings for you for a while and asked Han to play matchmaker in this situation since you never left Minho`s side. You were oblivious but you agreed to go on a date with him and that is how your relationship started with Felix. 
Your relationship continued with the upcoming months and years. You attended your graduation prom, ceremony with Felix and your new circle that came with him. You spent more and more time with Bang Chan and Changbin as your relationship continued. Whenever you tried to hang out with your original group of friends you sensed the tension from Minho and Hyunjin. You knew that Hyunjin and Minho were close and that was the most probable reason of the tension. You felt uncomfortable and unwanted when you were with them. Feeling like they were just tolerating you for old times sake, they did not want to hang out with you. Except Han, he regularly strung along with your new friends. You had amazing time with them, they were fun to be around and protective of you like a sibling and it was easy to be with them. You choose to stay with them as well. 
Felix and your relationship were great as well, he respected you and treated you well. It was not the most exciting relationship, but it was a part of you now. You both gave each other the space you needed as well as the care. You were in a relationship, but you had a sense of self. You could explore your hobbies and new friends and focus on your education, but he would always be there when you needed him. 
The three years you spent with Felix was great, when you mentioned an opportunity for studying abroad, he encouraged you to pursue it since he knew you could be very successful. You applied and got accepted for it. You were going to continue your education in another country, far away from yours. You know that the money situation was not the best for you, you knew that you would have to find a job to stay there. You decided to give it a try anyways. Since you were living with Felix, you decided to help him find a new roommate and he found a guy from your college, he was okay, very quiet and kept to himself, but it was appreciated from Felix since he enjoyed the quite as well. 
You and Felix had a ``talk`` few days before you left about your relationship. He was honest with you, he told you he would always care about you but he couldn`t do the long-distance relationship and told you it would be best if you stayed as friends and he promised you he was not out of your life, your relationship turned into more of a friendship. You agreed, you spent three years together and it was great times, but you knew that going to the other side of the world and trying to keep the relationship was not going to be easy and it would be better for both of you if you stayed as friends. 
He took you to the airport with Han, Changbin and Bang Chan, all of them almost crying to see you go and promising you that they will keep the regular contact. You promised them as well, wishing you could promise the same for your old friends. You missed them, you saw them hanging out on social media regularly and posting it. You were first envious, but you made peace with it, some people grow apart. But it seems like you were always the one getting left out. 
You tried to focus on your new life in a new country. You made friends, they were not close, but they were there. You found a job and was very successful in your education and the outside. Landing an amazing paying job as soon as you graduated. You had a more stable life now. You kept in regular contact with your friends back in your home country as well as your new ones. When your company approached you with the idea of transferring to your home city in a higher paying position, you jumped to the opportunity. You wanted to be closer to your family and your friends and the pay was amazing. You couldn`t possibly say no to it. Although it has been years since you went back, you were happy to start a new chapter in your hometown. Only letting your newfound friend group known that you will be back to stay, and you found yourself an apartment near your workplace, excited for a new beginning. 
Bang Chan, Changbin, Han and Felix welcome you at the airport, with huge signs and claps, making you embarrassed and they basically tackle you to the ground hugging you and taking your luggage away. You haven`t felt this much attention in a while so you are happy, feeling of home and embrace surrounding you both mentally and physically. 
You stay with your family for a few nights, your house getting ready for you. You feel content being back. Feeling like finally you can breathe. You feel familiar and good for your new position in a well-known fashion magazine. 
You know that it was a huge responsibility, but you were ready for it. 
You have kept in somewhat touch with your old friend group, following them on social media except Lee Know. He never accepted your requests and never reached out to you. Even though you wanted to reach out for a while, you thought maybe you can, since you were back. But you were not hopeful. When you went back to your family’s house, you visited his family, but he was not there. They told you he was busy with his work and had long hours but never gave you any specifics, they never asked you what happened or why did you two had a fall out, but you were sure that they knew because he told them. 
It was a quick visit, you went back to your family’s house and left for your new apartment. It was perfect. Small but perfect. It had two rooms, one was your bedroom and the other was your study room, you a great living room, it was comfortable but modern at the same time. Your kitchen was on the smaller side, but it had everything you needed. 
You spent your first night in your new apartment, excited for your new job and new beginning. 
You got up before then you had your alarm and took a relaxing shower and got ready for your first day. You wore a matching skirt and blazer combination in neutral colour and wore a white shirt, deciding to go basic for your first day. You took your bag and wore your shoes and made your way outside of your apartment to call an uber. You didn`t have a chance to get your company issued car yet and expecting it in few days but you didn`t mind it. 
You were excited as you went to your workplace in your uber and when you arrived at the building, they made sure they welcomed you. You made your walk to your office and settled your bag there and after your new assistant gave you a tour of the workplace.
You entered the photoshoot room and your assistant started to introduce you to everyone and when your eyes land on the photographer you were stunned. It was none other than Lee Minho. 
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No one is going to see this, but if by some miracle they do, does anyone know if this came in other colors? I found very little information. I want to buy a fake one, but all I can find the is the real purple one and ones with LV print.
It's the Louis Vuitton Theda Bag I think? The blue one is my knock off one in high school.
If anyone does see and can help, thank you in advance.
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dreampurses · 2 months
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Hi, welcome back. Have you ever lusted over a particular product for a number of months (or even years!) not knowing whether or not you should spend the money? Well, for me it has been the Louis Vuitton Horizon 55. I was well aware of the replica designer bags, but I was less sure about whether I trusted it. Like many of you, I was worried about the quality, how soon it would be before it was beyond repair, and whether my money would simply be wasted..
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hvskydoll · 3 months
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LUXURY AND STATUS SYMBOLS THINK PIECE
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lately I've been thinking about how people in fashion have been exhausted with the trend of logomania, and how luxury fashion consumers are partaking less and less in logo culture. people are ditching red bottoms for manolos and items like louis vuitton neverfull monogram hand bags and obnoxiously large gucci belts are being seen as tacky and tasteless in the eyes of fashion critics. even though for the general public theyre still seen as luxury status symbols.
Stuff like this interests me, how fashion criticism is almost the complete opposite of how general everyday people think about fashion. And with the rise of "my fashion nos" slideshows made by teenagers online on tiktok kinda shows this disconnect with fashion editors and the general public. while a balenciaga runway piece that reflects demna gvasalia's upbringing in war torn georgia is seen as genius by fashion editors, is seen as ugly and waste of money by the everyday person. This goes into my thoughts on the idea of using luxury status symbols as a subversive meta commentary of the fashion industry.
When you think of something like a red bottom you think of luxury and class and having alot of money. and people strive for the status of a very rich bitch who wears $4,000 shoes everyday to get an erewhon smoothies. and the way normal working class people get this status is by faking this luxury. painting their $15 target black stiletto's soles red. getting fake birkins to recreate the status on a budget. Getting tacky wall art with name brand designers printed on them at marshalls to achive this false sense of luxury.
And i think alot about translating this feeling of false luxury and putting it in high fashion. wearing obnoxious brand logos on plastic jewelry as an aesthetic. shitty bright yellow versace medusa necklaces, cracked red bottoms because they were painted with dollar tree nail polish as a chic ode to the people who dream of owning a real pair of louboutins. I just love the aesthetic of fake chanel logos, those chanel logo fluffy slides that remind me of something you could purchase at santee alley that retail for $1.8k.
Making chanel look cheap and sleazy is apart of the aesthetic right now. it harkens back to the days of dripping chanel logo necklaces that were big in the hipster indie sleaze scene. And i feel like this is the next evolution of fashion of going into this phase of being messy and gross with luxury items, styling runway pieces in unflattering trashy ways, fake birkins are the future of fashion!!!!!!!
This can also relate to the rise of dupe culture and how its become more normalized to buy counterfeit or duped items. its more normal to buy a fake gucci marmont than its ever been before. snobby fashionistas look down upon people who do stuff like this. and obviously the counterfeit market is very unsafe and unethical to buy from. but most of the general public doesnt really care about that, because luxury is so inaccessible to them that is more respected to own fake designer.
but yeah thats just my thoughts on general public's relationship with fashion and how it can be used as a subversive commentary on how status is viewed in society!!!!!!!
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On childrens day i’m wearing my mom’s fake louis vuitton bag she bought on our China trip in 2009(ish) shoutout China and my mom🫒
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krissykakesss · 8 months
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Random facts about my DF Rewrite (K-V) [some of these do NOT follow the canon whatsoever so don't come at me]
Red has many mental disorders (BPD mainly)
Pink likes to buy Louis Vuitton often
Stacy often buys (fake) Louis Vuitton bags to piss Pink off
Pink used to teach a yoga class
Lord Tourettes likes circuses
Blue doesn't always wear glasses, he sometimes wears contact lenses as well
Red has a conventional "real" name (Edward)
Blue used to have a British accent as a kid
Stacy is a Lana Del Rey fangirl!!! (she owns 6 Lana Del Rey lipstick packs)
Pink COULD possibly have NPD, but she's working on it.
The nickname "Broseph" is a combination of his first name (Joseph) and his middle name (Brody)
Blue wore armbands while swimming until he was 10
Stacy loves the dark coquette aesthetic!!
Lord Tourettes sometimes wears skirts
Blue and Red are obsessed with burritos (they worship burritos XD (jk))
Red is fluent in many languages (English, Spanish, Chinese (Mandarin), Japanese and can understand the language of his home planet)
The only subjects Red ever passed were anything that had to do with languages
Lord Tourettes is an expert at juggling and likes to cosplay!!
Amanda has an eating disorder
Stacy, Red & Amanda hang out at the beach a lot!!
LT is often times referred to as Ems (A combo of his first and middle names), if people are talking formally.
Blue was nicknamed "Harry Potter" when he was in school (maybe because he, fun fact, read every single Harry Potter book, start to finish.)
Red had feelings for Blue first (since High School)
Stacy has a doctorate degree and knows how to perform CPR the RIGHT way (she was forced to get a degree cuz strict Asian parent)
Broseph refers to Lord Tourettes as Emmy
Red secretly likes Taylor Swift (he is a Swiftie)
Blue, ironically, drinks Earl Grey tea often (see what I did there?)
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