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heavysighing-dreamyeyes · 3 months ago

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Trinkets

Five presents Jason brought you back from his adventures and one you asked for. (+ one) ~1.2k words of fluff

Jason Todd brings you home gifts from his missions, which wouldn't be a problem, but he never really explains what they are.

The first time it happened, you had laughed at the green ring with a lantern symbol in the middle. It looked cheesy, like one of the fake ones you can buy from the superhero merch stores littered around malls and outlets.

You'd kissed his cheek in thanks, put it on your shelf, and never gave it a second thought.

At least you didn't, until a bright green glow woke you up from your sleep. You'd sat up immediately, jaw practically dropping to the sheets as the ring lifted itself off your shelf and flew out the window.

Jason barely budged, his arm still thrown over your waist. He let out yawn and cuddled closer before speaking, voice groggy and heavy, "Huh. Didn't think they noticed that one was gone."

"They," You half yell, voice pitching as you stare at his outline, hidden in the shadows of the room.

"The Guardians, babe," he yawns out, "They're in charge of the space cops. Just go back to sleep."

Naturally, you do not go back to sleep. You drag him to the kitchen, make tea, and demand he explains why a Green Lantern ring was in your apartment. (He's very happy to)

The second time it happens, you're much more wary of the gift he brings home. But to be fair, he can't really pass off an Amazonian steel sword as something he just picked up.

It doesn't take as much convincing as it should for you to let him mount it on your wall. But it's a sword! No one can blame you for thinking it looks cool in your living room.

It turns out keeping it around is pretty useful, because a few weeks later, your boyfriend crawls through your window, dressed head to toe in armor.

"Hey, doll," he drawls, "Can I borrow your sword?"

"Sure," You chirp back, more preoccupied with your book as he saunters over to the sword, "what for?"

"Artie's got confiscated, and we haven't gotten to steal it back yet," he supplies, stopping long enough to pull his helmet up and kiss your head.

"Oh, that sucks," You answer, offhandedly, "Give her and Bizzaro my love."

"You got it, babe," he chirps already halfway out your window.

He does bring your sword back, covered in green blood, but no worse for wear. It still looks great on your wall.

He brings you a box next. It's kind of ugly looking, but you thank him nonetheless.

"Be careful with it," he tells you as you flip it over in your hands, "It opens boom tubes."

You almost drop it, and if you hadn't already experienced the power ring, you would have shrieked at him. Instead, you manage to put it down very carefully and calmly ask, "It does what?"

"Open boom tubes," he answers, which clears absolutely nothing up, "I figured we could use it to country hop for our next date night. You know, dinner in Paris, drinks in Dubai, dessert in LA."

"Okay," You answer slowly, as if that makes complete sense.

It turns out, it does. Date night is lovely, and making out with your boyfriend on a random beach in Spain is very, very nice.

Batman waiting in your apartment to take back the boom box isn't so nice, though.

Jason tells you it was worth it. He's absolutely right.

The third thing Jason brings you is a plant. Flowers aren't a rare show of affection from him, but ones that move are.

"Uh, thank you, Jason," You start, prodding at the moving petals, they nuzzle your fingers the same way a kitten would, "But I don't know how to take care of these."

"Same way you take care of any other plant, water, fertilizer, nutrients, all that fun stuff," he says fondly, stroking a few of the petals.

"What if it gets sick," You ask, uncertain.

"We'll call Ivy," he says, unbothered.

"Right. Ivy. Poison Ivy. Who you know," You mumble, but the little plant is already worming its way into your heart. (You affectionately name it Daisy, for no other reason then it sways happily when you say that name)

The fourth thing Jason brings you makes you laugh because you know exactly what it is, "Jason, we can't keep this."

"Why not," he pleads, shaking the bright green quiver filled with arrows at you.

You giggled harder, smiling wide as you shake your head at him, "We don't even know what those do. Don't some of those explode?"

"So what," he huffs, practically pouting, "We can ask Roy. And it's not like I don't know my way around explosives."

"I guess so," You relent, trying to stifle your laughs as you inspect the bright green arrows, "How did you even get this?"

His eyes light up mischievously, "Do you really want to know?"

You stop short and narrow your eyes at him, "I would lose my plausible deniability."

"But you wanna know," he says, sly and playful.

You do. (It involves mutated chickens, tar, and one distracted Oliver Queen. You hang the quiver next to the sword)

Jason's getting ready to leave, bags packed and helmet lazy held under his arm, "Can I bring you back anything specific, doll" he asks, his free hand resting comfortably against your cheek, "Lasso of Truth? Maybe something with magic?"

You grin at him, leaning into his touch, "I actually do have something in mind."

"Oh," he prompts, eyes glinting with excitement.

"I want to complete my batarang collection."

He falters, "Your– what?"

"No one has," You exclaim, pulling away to showcase your collection, "I have Nightwings, Batgirls, Batmans, yours, of course, one of Robin's. But I'm missing Spoilers, Batwomans, Signals, and Red Robins."

He blinks at you, "That's– if that's what you want."

You giggle at how dumbfounded he looks, practically bouncing back over to him to kiss him, "Thank you, Jason."

He catches your waist and pulls you back in for another, longer kiss that leaves you both breathless and panting. His voice lowers, like it's a secret, "I'll bring you back some batarangs. See you in a few days?"

"See you in a few days," You echo, and he winks at you as he tugs on his helmet, leaving out your window.

Sure enough, you get your batarangs when he gets home. It takes some convincing, a few kisses that leave you senseless, but you get Jason to help you mount your batarang collection alongside the sword and quiver.

"I should get you a plasma rifle next," he drawls, admiring your growing wall of weapons.

"I think I'd fall over if I tried to shoot one of those," You point out, all smiles.

"I'll teach you," he tells you, hooking an arm around your waist to draw you closer.

Jason's a man of his word, and sure enough, he brings you home a plasma cannon after his next mission.

You only destroy most of the shooting range in the batcave when he lets you try it out.

#jason todd x reader #jason todd #x reader #jason todd x y/n #jason todd x you

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carmelflowers · 2 years ago

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sydluvsky · 2 years ago

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perfect timing

content warning: a bit of angst and a whole lot of fluff. mentions of anxiety, drinking, sex, swearing. english isn’t my first language, sorry for typos and mistakes.

˗ˏˋ kylian mbappé x fem! reader ˎˊ˗

summary: you’re growing more and more impatient with your long time boyfriend - kylian mbappé - because you think he’s forgotten about your birthday.

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the clock hit 1pm and still no declarations for your birthday from your boyfriend of three years. this was so out of character for him. in previous years for your birthdays he always made sure to go over board; often planning months in advance. so why is it that he hasn’t even messaged you today?

you start overthinking like crazy.

has he fallen out of love?

is he announcing the breakup on your birthday?

but before your anxiety consumes you whole your assistant (who kylian hired to look after you) enters the room with shopping bags from designer stores in hand.

“this is from sir mbappé to you” they say and quickly follow up by saying “oh, and happy birthday madame”.

you smile and say thank you. fighting the urge to tell them they don’t have to call you “madame” but you’ve already done that a million times and are trying to be in a good mood for your birthday.

they quickly leave the room and now it’s only you, all alone, on your birthday when you should probably be spending time with your love. before you continue your negative thinking you remember what flew completely over your head. kylian bought you something…that’s something at least but you want him to be with you like he promised. he doesn’t have training, he reminded you yesterday he doesn’t have any plans so what’s going on?

you walk over to the pile of bags. chanel, dior, ysl, more dior, miu miu…gosh he spent so much money.

you see a pale blue card with your name written on it in fancy graceful cursive.

lord please be a letter from kylian.

you pick the mystifying letter up to see it’s sealed with a crimson heart just like all the letter he’s given you for your previous birthdays. your anxiety calms down a little.

you open the letter and are disappointed once again.

‘joyeux anniversaire mon amour.

de kylian ♡’

‘happy birthday my love.

from kylian ♡’

seriously? the disappointment slowly turns into some sort of anger. it’s taking everything in you not to call him up and let out your anger, frustration, sadness and all the other bottled up feelings.

for your previous birthdays you would be blessed with handwritten letters in which he would cover topics such as his love for you, how grateful he is for you in his life and his adoration for you.

you’ve fought the tears for too long and let it all out. you sob while opening up the designer gifts which you’re grateful for but still the need for your boyfriend is eating you alive.

you’re full well convinced he’s no longer in love with you. he set the standards for your birthday so high that this seems like some sick joke…for your first birthday with him you guy’s stayed in dubai for the weekend where every night you both ended it with drinking, dancing around the hotel with the refrigerator lights on and closing it off with sex. for your second birthday with him he woke you up with flowers and breakfast in bed then proceeded to spend the entire day in your company which meant a lot considering his busy schedule.

now for your third birthday with him he hasn’t even spoken to you in real-life, not even a call. you try your best to stop sounding selfish, ungrateful, bratty but you don’t want to invalidate your own feelings.

where the fuck is he?

————— due to how emotionally exhausted you are, you fell asleep, but got woken up from a familiar voice —————

“hey, my love” the voice whisper-shouts warmly into your ear. you can recognise that voice in a crowded room because it’s the voice of your love; kylian mbappé.

he stands there in his 5’10 glory, broad shoulders, black and white suit, honey brown eyes looking at you longingly.

you were about to surrender to his amiable presence but the memories quickly rush through your head. you deeply sigh, break the eye contact and stand up but as soon as you’re about to leave he wraps his brawny hands around your wrist.

you face him again and realise you’ve made your sadness heard in the room because the glow on his face has become dull.

“listen, i can understand what you’re thinking…” he says with visible gloom in his tone but pauses because he realises you aren’t looking at him properly.

he places his fingers on your chin, gently pulling your face to his and continues.

“just know i am going to make it up to you” he places a tender kiss on your cheek but you don’t let him off too soon.

“where were you?”

“why didn’t you message me or call me or try and communicate with me…the designer gifts don’t count ky, you know how much i crave your affection, don’t you?” thankfully your words come out audible because the tears started forming before you even started speaking.

“oh, my love” he says and rushes to hug you, you bury your face in his chest and continue to cry.

“i’ve been busy all day because i am preparing a surprise for you, i should’ve been more careful and told you before hand” he begins.

“ i just- i guess- i just didn’t want you to have a single clue what the surprise was that’s all” he says and follows it up with “i love you so much”.

you say it back but now your minds consumed with what the potential surprise could be.

you lift your head up from his chest and you say curiously; “a surprise?”, “what surprise?”.

he breaks out in his classic grin, chuckles and places a kiss on your head.

“you’ll see, my love”

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kylian opens the door of your all black interior volkswagen. you smile at him and hold his hand for support to get out of car.

this guy booked out an entire restaurant!

you almost laugh at your past self for what she thought was happening.

you enter the doors of the luxurious restaurant. kylian beside your side, holding your hand, taking double takes of the regal design of the restaurant and at you wearing a dress of your favourite colour.

“you look beautiful…well you always look beautiful but right now you look extremely beautiful” kylian whispers in your ear, his voice deeper than normal.

you smile hard, say “thank you” and kiss him. he moves his hand up to your cheeks and you both are about to start a make out session but are stopped after a waiter loudly coughs.

your face turns red and you whisper to him “that was so embarrassing”.

but all he does is laugh and plant a kiss on your head.

you see white lights around a table which has a sign above it saying ‘happy birthday y/n’. your face brightens and because of that so does kylian’s.

“do you like it?” he asks.

you take in the atmosphere. luxurious designs, soft music playing in the background which you slowly realise are tunes of your favourite songs. there are so many flowers all around which are different shades of your favourite colour. this guy knows you so well.

“well, of course i do” you say and turn to him to realise he’s on one knee.

now way. oh my gosh. of course this was the surprise. you start feeling a million positive emotions. you look at him and his loving eyes. the ring in his hand has a huge diamond on it with a border filled with your birth stone.

you take in a deep breathe and are about to say something but he starts speaking.

“ y/n i love you, and i only want good memories attached to your birthday so i thought this was the perfect time to propose to you” he begins.

there’s visible tears in his eyes and your heart melts.

“i am sorry for all the frustration i caused you today, and the frustration i’ve caused you before and the frustration i am probably going to cause in the future” his voice becomes slightly softer and you’re about to re-assure him how loveable he his but notice he’s going to continue so you just mouth “i love you”.

“ over time i have realised that the most precious things to me beside my passion for my profession is you. and i want to spend the rest of my life with you…so y/n, do you want to marry me?” he finishes it off.

his eyes are glossy and his voice is hopeful.

you look at him and say “yes, yes i will! a million times yes! yes!” and you begin a chain of “yesses” which makes him laugh.

he carefully starts placing the gorgeous ring on your finger and lifts you up after. he begins kissing you until he’s got you bridal style and sits you down on your designated chair on the table.

once you’ve sat down you notice a familiar pale blue letter and smile to yourself. of course he wrote you a heart-felt letter.

you look away because you can feel his eyes on you. your eyes meet eye to eye and he asks “was this the perfect timing for all this?” his tone is filled with worry which makes you question “ yeah, of course, why?”.

“it’s just…i don’t know, all i know was that i wanted to put a ring on your finger because we’ve been dating for almost three years but didn’t know when.”

“i don’t really know if you want your engagement day to be attached to your birthday that’s all” he looks down after concluding what he said.

“kylian, this was the perfect timing for everything. don’t worry too much.” you reply lovingly.

he breaks into a smile and has a noticeable light bulb moment.

“i think that’s what makes us so perfect together…we both worry too much” he jokes.

laughter fills the restaurant and the rest of the night is filled with both you having “remember when this happened?” conversations and cheesy love declarations to each other.

—————— the end ———————

thank you so much for reading!

#kylian mbappé #kylian mbappe #kylian mbappe fluff #kylian mbappe angst #kylian mbappe smut #kylian mbappe one shot #kylian mbappe headcanon #footballers #mbappe imagines #mbappe one shots #kylian mbappe x reader #kylian mbappe x shy reader #mbappe x reader

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injailoutsoongato · 11 months ago

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Yandere/dark khamzat please

Khamzat x Reader

c.w : dark content

Khamzat really was a wolf in sheep’s clothing, during his time in the UFC. Much to the others, Everyone hid behind a mask,

Khamzat was one of them. Though he seemed friendly out in the media and was a kind soul, but really his mind was a tornado and hazard of never-ending dark thoughts. It was a hellhole inside there, it was always consisting of , ‘what if;’ that was the question. What if? Khamzat wouldn’t really know why they came into his mind or how it started. He’d think it was nothing, but it didn’t take soon to realize right away, it was in his nature. The Borz who was already destroying everyone who stepped in his way, it made it worse that if he had these thoughts while fighting it was as if could this get any more brutal? The male ushered away thoughts of his love life until he meets you all the way back in Dubai. You had been working at ringside as a nurse. His infamous fight with Li that ended in just 5 minutes was worse, They’d wait until they saw his off aired-matches, there was no rules as if it was nothing barred. He never held back. If he needs, he’d go bare knuckles. He was cruel in the octagon, he recognized you being the one who rushed to his opponent who seemed to have been injured badly because of the harsh knockout Khamzat had given the poor man. Yet the story had never ended here, he seen you more often, but you did wonder. How the hell he knew your shoe size.Yes it was seemingly that he had found out you worked at a retail store nearby. Near a boutique. And he happend to ‘pass by’ to check around the store and buy himself something. And since that day he’d been sending you his letters in broken English. Flowers. Chocolates. And you were confused. At first you didn’t know it was him, but suspected it since when those gifts came, he never visited on those days. But he did directly the day after. The gifts would not stop. Going to your home was even worse as it started to feel unsafe. ‘I ADORE YOU’ Looking like it was written by a mad man on the sink. With blood. And the murders that happened around town? And he didn’t seem to bat an eye, and was gone like a hiatus. Until you came to him sobbing the day, you didn’t know why you went to him. It was all confusing.he gave gifts. Or not? He disappeared. He appears again, now disappears yet again, and it was a loop.He was shushing you and rubbing your back as his other arm went to wrap around your mid back. Pulling you closer to him and laying you on the soft black sheets of his bed as he snakes both arms around from under you, he had acted all concerned when he knew this was a facade and he had planned this step by step like a Wolf luring in its food. He knew what he was doing lying to a sweet girl. He didn’t even give this time. How could he do this all under a few weeks? But now he had you, the big Russian male cooing at your ear as his hand brushed your wet cheek and rubbed it, knowing you would melt at his gentleness. He had always expected you to kiss him if you got something from him. Soft lips on him as his beard nipped at your soft skin, it was how much you listened to him. Affection payed by affection.

Feeling the sharp tip of a needle dig into your shoulder before passing out in his arms was the last thing that had happened. You felt betrayed almost as if you knew what just happened after a minute it seemed, your eyes pricked with tears as you looked up at him. It was the last thing, he left you pressed against him panting and huffing, crying out in pain as the needle jabbed in while he was putting your tears away as he wiped them with his knuckles but they kept flowing like a river. The liquid burned and its effect was heavy. Puffy lips around his, you were too out of it, and you couldn’t do anything, he bowed to slip in a third or fourth kiss until you were breathless. Still laying against him immobile. And his lovesick look took over, he wasn’t really sorry, he had his sweet girl now.

And you went missing

#ufc #tw yandere #ufc imagine #ufc imagines #yandere #yandere ufc #khamzat #Khamzat Chimaev #Khamzat Chimaev x Reader #Yandere Khamzat Chimaev

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silkeared · 3 months ago

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hey , isn’t that ENDER JACKSON ? i’ve heard that they’ve lived in bearhold for ONE MONTH . rumor has it that they can be rather CONCEITED and BITCHY , but hey , that’s just in their nature as THE PRIMADONNA . they totally make up for it by being PROTECTIVE and RESILIENT . if you’re looking for them , you can probably find them at their work as a PIERCER at ETERNAL INK .

full name ⸻ ENDER LUCETTE JACKSON . nickname(s) ⸻ N/A . age ⸻ TWENTY SIX . gender identity ⸻ CIS WOMAN . orientation ⸻ LESBIAN . pronouns ⸻ SHE/HER . hometown ⸻ LONDON, ENGLAND . current occupation ⸻ PIERCER . species ⸻ HUMAN . faceclaim ⸻ SAVANNAH LEE SMITH . influences ⸻ EURYDICE ( hadestown ) , HEATHER CHANDLER ( heathers ) , CHER HOROWITZ ( clueless ) .

when ender said she dreamed of europe, london wasn’t quite what she had in mind. the dreary mornings, the foggy nights—she ached for croissants for breakfast, wearing berets and red lipstick and smoking outside of café’s. instead, she was born into the jackson family where the most excitement she could have was dropping by selfridge’s to check out the make-up counters. she supposed there was some glamour, in the west end and the parts of town where you could buy bentley’s and BMW’s, but for the most part ender felt stuck. there was more to life, more out there, than smoothing down her curls in the reflection of a store window she couldn’t afford to enter. it was as though her and koda were two sides of the same coin, similar in their features but worlds apart in their views. ender was smart—really smart—and despite her skirts grazing her thighs (a uniform violation, apparently) she scored in the highest brackets for test scores and exam grades. ender was determined not to waste the brain she had been blessed with. academically brainy and self-taught with knowledge, every detail that had entered through one ear had stuck. she was more book smart than street smart, but ender knew how to hold her own in a fight. that was, until they lost their mother. of course it was hard for them both, but a girl needs her mum like lungs need air, like bees need flowers. symbiotic. for the first time in her life, ender started to understand just why koda was such a tearaway. her grades slipped and she deferred her entry to university in order to stay home and take care of the men in her life, a distraught father and a brother who couldn’t cope. and then he disappeared too. one night koda was gone, and it was down to ender to nurse her father’s doubly-broken heart. resentment boiled deep within her; throughout their grief, she had fought to keep her head above water. wasn’t that the job of the eldest, to stand strong, to be the man of the house when their father couldn’t? anger grew, a seething ache. a part of ender wished that koda would come home, the other wondered whether or not he had died—both outcomes filled her with dread, and for five months she remained walking those empty london streets. without her brother or her father to rely on, ender started training as a piercer at the local tattoo parlor and, on weekday nights, put together a formidable quiz team to bring home healthy prize pots (and the occasional bar tab). every night she stared at the bar, hoping that familiar tall figure would waltz in like nothing had happened and order a cheap, heady beer. hearing rumors that her brother had turned up in washington threw her mind into turmoil. ender jackson had always wanted to fly—paris, vienna, dubai—but she had never imagined that she would be packing her chanel boots and booking a one-way flight to the equally dreary, grey bearhold. the moment she touched down, ender realised that she had brought the only sunshine the town had ever seen in her lilac belt, her lime green sunglasses, and the little pink butterfly clips in her braids. by some miracle, the local tattoo parlor had an opening so that she could put her quick-learning to use. for the last month, she has been poking holes in ears and nostrils and . . . all manner of other things, searching local bars in the evenings in a desperate attempt to find the man she lost. when she isn’t working, wandering, or staring at green crushed-velvet couches with dreamy sighs, ender is putting together her ultimate quiz team to keep her finances afloat. she can be found in bars after her shifts, chatting up the bartenders and fluttering her eyelashes (keeping a sickness at bay at the very thought of being seen with a man). there’s something strange about bearhold, something she can’t quite place . . . another mystery to investigate, all in pursuit of her older brother that chose a backwater town over his family.

#bear.intro #death mention tw

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7thgradersblog · 1 year ago

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Dubai Mall

Have you ever been to Dubai Mall? Dubai is one of the prettiest cities in the world. Dubai is prefect for cherishing memories with your loved ones. One of my most memorable experiences in Dubai was when I went to Dubai mall. Let me Tell you all about it! On my amazing day in Dubai, the first thing I had to do is go to Dubai mall and try a place called Uncle Fluffy, this place sells fluffy cheesecake, the cake jiggles like jelly, it is a mouthwatering dessert. It was my first time trying this Japanese cheesecake, it was honestly better than I expected. At first I thought that the cake wont be good, but it was so so good. Also, the workers were really nice to me. The whole experience was exhilarating, and I definitely recommend Uncle Fluffy, the best best cheesecake you will ever have, and make sure you try it with friends to make the experience more enjoyable. After enjoying the cheesecake, I was ready for more epic thing to do! The next activity that I did was to go on a shopping spree in the mall. I was eager to see what they had in store for me! The first store I went to was Zara and OH MY GOSH! everything was brand new and there was a huge sale, since I went to Dubai during new years celebration. I bought lots of stuff, it was thrilling. Next I went Bershka, the sale at Bershka wasn't as good as the sale in Zara, it was truly unforgettable. I had so much fun. After experiencing a shopping spree in Dubai mall, I was curious to where I should go next. I went to a perfume shop and they let me test lots of different perfumes so I can decide which one to buy. in the end I took a perfume that smelled like flowers. That was the end of my wonderful experience in Dubai mall. Looking back at my visit to Dubai mall, I can say that it was a breathtaking experience! I highly recommend Dubai mall for people who has a shopping addiction, like me! It is a great place for adults who love shopping. I also recommend it for kids, even though they might get tired with how big the mall is, it has so many floors and elevators were always full. It is a prefect for friends, families and married couples who are looking for fun things to do. I had so much fun! I made such memorable memories with my family in Dubai.

#travel blog #7th grade #dubai mall #my trip

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fashionbooksmilano · 1 year ago

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Armani Fiori

Text by Giorgio Armani and Renato Bruni and Harriet Quick and Dan Rubinstein

Rizzoli, New York 2023, 224 pages, Hardcover, 24,8x33cm, ISBN 978-88-918334-2-6

euro 114,00

email if you want to buy [email protected]

This book is an important complement to the Armani style, exploring Giorgio Armani’s touch for flower composition.

Armani is not only a brand, it is a lifestyle: an entire universe that includes fashion apparel and accessories, home furniture, decorative objects, restaurants, beauty, makeup, perfumes, fragrances, skincare, and flowers. The embodiment of style as lifestyle, Armani/Fiori launched in 2000 with the opening of the Armani/Manzoni 31 store, bringing essential taste to the world of flowers and floral decor. Since then, the philosophy behind Armani/Fiori has come to include dedicated boutiques in cities such as Milan, Hong Kong, Kuwait City, and Dubai.

This book marks the twentieth anniversary of the creation of Armani/Fiori and proposes a number of intricately designed bouquets stylishly encased in pure, linear vases and geometric shapes, crafted from precious materials that complement any decor and perfectly match the brand’s fashion and interior design. Armani flower designs include elaborate, one-of-a-kind floral arrangements and decorations for important events, festivities, and anniversaries

30/10/23

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jastourism · 2 years ago

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Dubai Tour Package: Exploring the Glitz and Glamour of the City of Gold

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Dubai Fountain: Located outside the Dubai Mall, the Dubai Fountain is the world's largest choreographed fountain system. A tour package can help you enjoy the fountain's mesmerizing water, light, and music show from the best vantage point.

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Dubai Creek: A tour package can help you explore the historic Dubai Creek, where you can take a traditional wooden boat ride, known as an abra, and explore the city's historic souks and markets.

In conclusion, a Dubai tour package from India can help you experience the best that this magnificent city has to offer. With a wide range of attractions, from world-famous landmarks to luxury shopping malls and thrilling desert safaris, there's something for everyone in Dubai. So why wait? Book your Dubai tour packages from Ahmedabad today and get ready for an unforgettable adventure in the city of gold!

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helloblooms22 · 2 years ago

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From where can you purchase flowers Dubai for your dear ones?

Are you looking for the freshest flowers Dubai to gift someone? Online flower shops are the best option. From lilies to hydrangeas and roses, you will get a range of flowers of your choice from these stores.

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fabholidays1 · 16 days ago

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Dubai Tourism Overview

Dubai, a gleaming gem in the United Arab Emirates (UAE), is one of the world’s most popular tourist destinations, offering a blend of modern marvels, cultural heritage, and luxury experiences. Known for its futuristic skyline, shopping, and desert adventures, Dubai caters to travelers of all tastes and budgets.

Key Attractions in Dubai

1. Burj Khalifa

Description: The tallest building in the world at 828 meters, offering breathtaking views from its observation decks.

Activities: Sunset views, high-speed elevators, and dining at "At.mosphere."

2. Dubai Mall

Description: One of the largest shopping malls globally, featuring over 1,200 stores, dining options, and entertainment.

Highlights: Dubai Aquarium, Ice Rink, VR Park, and the Dubai Fountain.

3. Palm Jumeirah

Description: A man-made island shaped like a palm tree, home to luxurious resorts like Atlantis, The Palm.

Activities: Beaches, water parks, and upscale dining.

4. Dubai Marina

Description: A sophisticated waterfront neighborhood with skyscrapers, yachts, and dining options.

Highlights: Marina Walk, boat cruises, and outdoor cafes.

5. Dubai Desert Safari

Description: A must-try experience offering a glimpse of traditional desert life.

Activities: Dune bashing, camel rides, falconry, and traditional Arabian dinners.

6. Dubai Miracle Garden

Description: A vibrant floral paradise featuring unique displays and sculptures made of flowers.

Season: Open from November to May.

Cultural and Historical Sites

1. Al Fahidi Historical Neighborhood

Explore Dubai's history through traditional wind-tower houses and cultural exhibits.

2. Dubai Museum

Located in Al Fahidi Fort, it showcases the emirate's journey from a fishing village to a modern metropolis.

3. Jumeirah Mosque

A stunning example of Islamic architecture open to non-Muslim visitors for cultural understanding tours.

Shopping in Dubai

Gold Souk: Traditional market for gold, silver, and precious stones.

Spice Souk: Vibrant stalls offering spices, herbs, and teas.

Mall of the Emirates: Known for its luxury brands and Ski Dubai, an indoor ski slope.

Outdoor Activities

Skydiving: Over Palm Jumeirah or the desert.

Beaches: JBR Beach, Kite Beach, and La Mer offer sun, sand, and water sports.

Hot Air Balloon Rides: Enjoy panoramic views of the desert at sunrise.

Events and Festivals

Dubai Shopping Festival (DSF): Annual month-long event with discounts, concerts, and fireworks.

Expo City Dubai: Legacy of Expo 2020, offering futuristic attractions and exhibits.

Dubai Food Festival: Celebrates global cuisines and local Emirati flavors.

Practical Tips for Visitors

Best Time to Visit: November to March for cooler weather.

Dress Code: Modesty is respected, especially in public and religious places.

Transportation: Efficient metro, taxis, and car rentals available.

Currency: UAE Dirham (AED).

Dubai offers a unique mix of luxury and culture, making it a must-visit destination for every traveler!

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