#hamburger jewelry

[darlingdeerart]

Rainbow Fountain burger, for the select few that would enjoy wearing a burger around their neck~

[mcmadcanvas]

Two pairs of clay earrings i finished painting today! Just have to add a sealant to protect the paint and I can start assembling the jewelry.

Im either going to keep these or try to sell them at an art booth, but if youre interested, shoot me a message, and I can quote you for a custom pair!

[littlefleamart]

(earrings by 9952deb on ebay)

[taojjang]

𐙚 riize's quiet acts of love .ᐟ

⋆˚𝜗𝜚˚⋆ masterlist! 𖦹 pairing: bf!riize x reader, genre: fluffy fluff! warnings: so cute u might fall to the floor in tears

ಇ. synopsis: the smallest yet sweetest gestures that let you know he loves you to the end of the world, even without words.

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✩ shotaro ⸝⸝ taking photos of you!

you are the most beautiful part of taro’s life. he can’t contain his adoration for you whenever his eyes land on you. even in a crowd of hundreds, his eyes gravitate to you like second nature. but when you’re not around, he misses staring at you so much :( so he got a digital camera to capture every moment with you. it was because of you that he found his passion for photography! you could be getting dolled up for a date when snap! taro's standing behind you with his camera in hand, not to mention that silly smile on his face. "you looked too pretty!" even during simple walks to the corner store, he’ll take out his camera to snap a photo of a silly sticker on a lamppost because it reminds him of you. though that flashing light is irritating as hell, it all becomes worth it when you watch him click away on his camera and beam at your prettiest moments.

✩ eunseok ⸝⸝ keeping you warm/cool!

seok can’t stand seeing you uncomfortable. when you’re sick, it’s like hell for him. so he takes as many precautions as he can to make sure you stay healthy. on the coldest of days, he'll slip hand warmers into your pockets before you leave the house. even if the wind is only strong enough to blow your hair around just a bit, he’ll zip up your jacket and make you keep your hands in your pockets. but when it's scorching hot outside, he'll make sure to charge up a little portable fan to carry around with you. when you pass by stores, he'll always turn to you and ask if you want him to buy a drink to cool you down. seok needs to keep his baby comfy at all times!

✩ sungchan ⸝⸝ giving you the first bite!

food is channie’s love language and there’s only one thing he loves more than a good hamburger: his silly little lover. so of course he’ll prioritize your hunger over his! even when you go out to a restaurant together and he’s all antsy when the appetizers arrive, he’ll put the food on your plate and wait for you to try it before his fork even touches it. he'll impatiently stare at you, gripping the fork in his hand waiting for you to tell him if it's good or not. once you assure him you like it, he'll happily dig in! though he's generous enough to let you take the first bite, he can't guarantee he'll stay away from your food. "can i try some of that..?"

✩ wonbin ⸝⸝ fixing your jewelry!

your heart never fails to flutter whenever you’re caught up in your own business and binnie's hand suddenly brushes against your neck to fix your crooked necklace. during small conversations, wonbin will suddenly grab your hand while you’re talking and begin toying with your rings; sliding them up and down your fingers or twisting the bands. it's comforting to trace you through the silver and gold adorning your pretty frame. he just can't keep his hands to himself when you look so beautiful :(

✩ seunghan ⸝⸝ looking into your eyes!

seunghan can never take his eyes off of you. it’s such a simple yet heart-fluttering habit of his. whenever you’re deep into your work or telling him the most boring parts of your day, he’s always looking into your eyes with so much adoration. his gaze always reassures you how much he loves you and how precious you are to him <3 he also uses his adorably kitty stare to distract you from the fact that he isn’t processing a word you’re saying…

✩ sohee ⸝⸝ buying your favorite snacks!

on the way home from work or to your house, sohee always has to stop by the convenience store or even the bakery to pick up a sweet treat for his sweet baby. he always picks up small details about your preferences; some days you prefer sweet strawberry candies meanwhile on other days, you prefer deep savory brownies. somehow, sohee always knows exactly what you’re craving. “it’s my spidey senses! i’m spiderman!”

✩ anton ⸝⸝ booping your nose!

this one is quite silly but anton always has to boop your nose whenever you’re around. whenever you look irresistibly adorable, anton always lets out a giggle and leaves a delicate tap on your nose. or even when he knows you’re getting a bit angry with him, he’ll boop your nose to briefly take your mind off of it (which never works because it only makes you angrier, but hey! he finds your sulking so adorable..)

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(a/n: got a little carried away with shotaro... whoops 😅 hope u enjoyed!)

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[the-froschamethyst4]

Texas Rodeo

𖤐Pairing: Cowboy! Alejandro x Wife! Reader

𖤐Pronouns: She/Her

𖤐Warnings: Smut, fluff, language, dirty talking, P in V, kissing/making out, dangerous acts, groping, semi-public sex(?), Car sex, fingering, hand job,

𖤐Summary: Alejandro took his wife to her first Rodeo

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"Love you look so gorgeous," Alejandro say, coming up behind Y/n as she was getting ready in the bathroom.

"Is this appropriate for a rodeo?" She asks, looking at herself in the mirror.

"Oh yeah, mami, just perfect." He says, with a smirk on his face. She was in a light sage green summer dress, dark brown cowgirl boots, a matching cowgirl hat, and some silver jewelry.

"Should I pack some flats in case my feet hurt?"

"Yeah, I would take your flats, mami," he says, he moves her hair off the back of her neck and started kissing the back of her neck.

They both walked out of the bathroom and she takes some flats and placed them into her purse. Alejandro grabbed his keys and waited by the front door for Y/n, as she gathered what else she needed.

"Okay, I'm ready," she says, walking to him and taking his hand. They walked out of the house and he opened the passenger door of the truck letting her get in and shutting it when she was comfortable in the seat.

Alejandro started up his truck and left the driveway, one hand on the wheel and the other rested on her thigh.

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Alejandro opened the passenger door taking her hand and helping her out of the truck. They walked hand in hand together walking to the ticket booth, he handed the tickets over and walked in, his arm then going over her shoulders holding her closer to his side.

Alejandro wanted to go watch the rodeo but Y/n wanted a stuff animal from one of the venders doing kiddy games at the rodeo, she stops at the bottle toss, you know the game where it's rigged with small rings having to be tossed around the neck of a bottle.

Alejandro was the best at these sort of games, he knows the secrets to most of these games, and beating the bottle toss was just nothing to him and he could win it in those three tries.

"Alejandro, I want the cow," she says, pointing to the highland cow plushie.

"Sure, mami," Alejandro gave the vender some money and within seconds got all three rings on different bottles.

"You get to win a big prize. What would you like?" The vender asks.

"The highland cow," Alejandro pointed to the cow and the vender got it and gave it to Y/n. She smiled and hugged Alejandro's side.

"Thank you, babe," she says, kissing his jawline.

"No problem, anything for you," he says, kissing the top of her head. His arm was around her shoulders as they walked into the rodeo. The first act going on was the ladies doing Barrel Racing.

They found some seats and sat down Y/n hugged the stuffed cow between her arms as she watches the ladies and their horses. Alejandro leans back his arm behind her back.

Alejandro looks at Y/n seeing her dress had raised up a bit as she had sat down, he smiled at her and moved his hand to the helm of her skirt.

"What? Is something wrong?" She asks, turning to him.

"No, you just look perfect," he says.

Alejandro sits up and pulls her close to his side.

"Ladies and Gentlemen, Welcome to Texas Rodeo, today we have some very talented bull riders! Please Welcome in our boys-"

Alejandro clapped his hands and Y/n's stomach was growling.

"Alejandro, I'm hungry," she says, pulling at his dark gray t-shirt.

"Okay...here..." He hands her 30 bucks. "Get me something as well."

"You don't wanna come?"

"Nah, I wanna watch Jackson Crumb," he says. "I'll still be here, when you get back."

"Okay then, but you're watching him," she placed her cow plushie in his lap and walks off.

She looks around on where she should go. Corndogs? Nachos? Hamburgers? Fired things? Greasy shit? She doesn't know, what to get?

"Nachos it is," she walks to the vender asking for normal nachos and then one that is spicy, chips, cheese and cut up jalapenos for Alejandro, he likes hot and spicy things.

"Thanks," she says, giving the vender the money and headed back to the rodeo, seeing Alejandro still in the same spot, her cow plushie saving her spot and she excused herself trying to pass people and get back to Alejandro.

Most of them were nice older men and the others were obnoxious hicks making Y/n walk over their legs instead of them getting up and letting her pass. Once she makes it to Alejandro she gives him the spicy nachos.

"Thanks, amor," he says, kissing her temple.

"I couldn't think of anything, so nachos was the only decent choice."

"I understand, thanks again," he says as they both ate.

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Alejandro leaned back in his seat after the rodeo was finished now him and his wife were just getting ready to leave and walk around and play some games.

Alejandro looks at Y/n as she walks in front of him, she starts looking at other games they both could play together.

But there was something else Alejandro wanted to do. Every now and then wind will come and slightly move the bottom of Y/n's dress slightly exposing her underwear. She pushed the bottom of her dress down.

"Amor, come here," he takes her arm and pulls her to the family bathroom.

"Alejandro, hang on I don't need to-," before she could finish she was pushed into the bathroom and the door locked behind her.

"Please hush," he says, walking up to her and cupping her face and started to kiss her lips, his tongue being pushed past her lips, his tongue was dominate. He picks her up and placed her on the sink, standing between her legs.

He pushed the bottom of her dress up exposing her cute pink panties. He starts messing with his belt and Y/n helped him, fishing out his dick giving him a few pumps, he moans against her lips.

He moves his hands from her thighs and move them to her panties pulling them to the side and pushing his middle and ring finger inside of her.

"AH~ Fuck," she moans against his lips.

"Go faster, amor, I can handle it," he mumbles against her lips. She does what he says, pumping a bit quicker, her thumb going over his tip.

As she started to move quicker so did Alejandro's fingers, pumping quickly in and out her lower half. She moans and wants to close her thighs. Alejandro muffled her moans by kissing her lips.

"Calm down, mi amor, I don't want people hearing you just yet," he whispers to her.

"S-Sorry," she moans.

Alejandro moves away from her and bends down to see her wet pussy, he smirks and pulls her panties off her lower half. He stuffs them in his back pocket and pulls her off the sink.

"I'm keeping these till farther notice," he teases.

"Alejandro," she groans. Moving her thighs together because of the sudden coldness against her pussy. "Fuck," she moves her plushie over her front, she felt embarrassed that her panties were gone.

"Come on, amor," Alejandro opens the door letting her out first, he fixed the bottom of her dress to cover her ass completely, his arm goes around her shoulders and they acted like nothing had happened in the bathroom.

Y/n kept walking in a funny way but soon stopped and Alejandro noticed.

"Wanna ride the mechanical bull?"

"Are you crazy? Do you want me hanging out there?" She says, playfully smacking his chest.

"Fine, I will then," he says with a smirk.

Alejandro gets in line handing the guy some money and getting on the back of the bull, once the bully starts Y/n watches intensely at how he moves on the bull, watching his hips buck back and forth as well. Alejandro was soon through off it and he stood up and walked off the float and headed back to Y/n.

"How many seconds?" He asks.

"4," she teases.

"4, huh? You know I can last longer," he teases back, she shut her mouth and hid her red face.

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Alejandro and Y/n walked around some more, Y/n's cold feeling between her legs was back. Her funny walk was also back, she felt uncomfortable and tried her best to hide it but it was hard.

Alejandro looked down at her, his hand going to her back and moving down giving her ass a nice and gentle squeeze.

"Amor, you're doing it again."

"I-I can't help it," she says, her face was red now, hiding it behind her cow plushie.

"Shall we go then?" He asks and without a second thought Y/n immediately nods her head wanting to go home.

Alejandro took his keys from his other back pocket and they walked back to the truck together.

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He unlocks the truck and Y/n beat him to the passenger door opening it and jumping inside the truck, Alejandro chuckles when watching the door slam shut. Alejandro gets in the driver side and starts the truck but doesn't leave.

"Alejandro please," Y/n begs, he turns his head and looks at her, he give her a smirk and pats his lap.

"Come on, amor...no one will see us," he has a smirk plastered on his face.

She whined, she placed the cow plushie in the floorboard and she unbuckles her seatbelt, climbing over the center consul and getting on Alejandro's lap.

"Make this fast."

"Oh no, mi amor, I will be taking my time with you," he smirks.

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The truck was rocking back and forth, the truck was filled with whimpers, moans, filthy words. Y/n's head was being held down by Alejandro's hand, fingers tangled into her hair, the other holding her waist, and her ass jiggling against his lower half.

"AH! AH!" She moans.

"Yell, mi amor, yell my name," He grunts.

With every hard thrust, he would grunt and hear Y/n moan. His thrusts were sloppy and were becoming uneven. Y/n's mouth had drool coming out of it and then she bit the leather of her husband's seat.

"A-Alejandro...I-I'm going t-to cum," she whines out. Alejandro just chuckles and keeps going faster. Alejandro moved the hand the was holding her head to his jean pocket in the passenger seat and pulls out her panties and stuffing the panties into her mouth to muffle her moans.

She let's out a moan and white, sticky, liquid leaks out of her lower half. Alejandro pulls out and watches cum leak from her, he pumps himself at the view of her leaking out. He let's out a groan before he felt his tip leak of cum.

"Fuck, amor," he moans, he leans forward taking the panties out of her mouth. "Shall we go home now?"

She just nods looking miserable and pleased and Alejandro just smirked at her, tapping her ass and getting their clothes back on before leaving.

[tricksh0t]

★ helping hand (Hamburger Helper)

☾ jaime lannister x m reader

𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘤𝘬𝘴𝘩0𝘵 ⛥ dw about the hamburger helper its a joke

𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘵𝘴 ⛥ 2.14k words

cw: handjob, frotting, spit, sub Jaime, dubcon, swearing

Jaime is stressed. Actually, Jaime Lannister is stressed, because all his troubles seem to stem from his house duties.

Jaime knew that his father, Tywin Lannister, Hand of the King, seasoned army commander, war winner, and expert at giving disappointed looks was likely to strip him of his titles and send him back to Casterly Rock to continue the family line if he so much as made a single mistake, even going as far as taking back his words of disowning him, now that his little brother, Tyrion, was a very persecuted criminal. A breeding mare, he would be, because as much as Jaime hates to think about it, he is a one-handed knight who lost his sword hand.

If there's something he has, it's his cock, and it works; but he can't say it stands proud anymore, because his secret sister-wife Cersei denies him so much as a hand and he is nothing but blisteringly loyal to her.

So here he is, sexually, emotionally and physically frustrated, without his usual duties to fulfill like flaunting his sword.

The only thing that's not Lannister about his troubles is actually Tyrell, or rather, the cocky knight his new to-be-in-laws have brought with them from Hightower to become part of the King's Guard, you.

Already, you think yourself a God not to be fucked with, the second coming of Ser Meryn Trant, not for the asshole's skill but for his arrogance and blatant discourtesy.

What you have over Ser Meryn is actual skill as a swordsman, something you are right to be proud of, if you weren't so arrogant about it. Then there's your looks.

The Tyrells and Hightower love to be pretty. Margaery is a good match for his son already, despite what Cersei says, she is pretty on the outside as well as the inside. Loras, the Knight of the Flowers, is a popular bachelor, even though he has apparent, different tastes, he knows how to use his looks to fool a girl for his house duty. Olenna, though old, still decorates herself with the finest dresses and jewelry, almost as if it is second nature to her.

Naturally, you must be pretty too. You're not a Hightower kind of pretty, though, you're handsome, more rugged, scarred. You wear the Tyrell colors, their embroidery, their style, and yet you remain in Jaime's eye different.

It's too bad you're an asshole. He might've been good friends with you.

Jaime doesn't know why he's thinking about you while he's doing this. Initially, he'd just screwed his eyes shut to try to empty his mind and think of better things.

He tries to drift his attention towards what he usually likes, another's soft hands he's proud to have kept soft; long, flowing, and wavy blonde hair, emerald green eyes; but then he finds himself thinking of you again.

Rough hands that might just feel good on him, short hair, narrowed, mocking eyes, and another mocking smile to accompany them. Then muscles beneath armor, then muscles beneath nothing, then sweat and that sword hand wrapped around your sword and then imaginatively, wrapped around his cock.

And it's getting him off.

Imagining the hand he's got around him is yours is a filthy, guilty pleasure he'll never admit to, but it only helps that it's his left hand, because it feels foreign.

"Need a hand?"

Jaime jumps. His eyes snap open and he flings his hand away, only to sloppily pull up the sheets of his bed to cover himself decently.

"Just what are you doing here?" He asks, because he knows you've heard of knocking.

Evidently, you spy on the fact he hasn't gone soft. You continue taking steps forward. "I asked you a question first."

Jaime steels his dignity to speak next, "Jerking off is a one-handed thing, I'm afraid."

"Not going to take my so very kind offer?" You only stop nearing when you get to the edge of his bed.

You look down on him like you're in some position of power over him, even though he has all levels of seniority on you, because that is how you are. Cocky and arrogant and self-entitled.

Jaime sits up, but you push him back down, placing a hand on the unlaced front of his sleeping tunic, on his chest. His weak flesh hand comes up to fight yours, clutching at your wrist. His gold-plated, heavy hand is useless, and thus though he may not surrender, he cannot push you away.

You suddenly place your other hand beside his head, making him jump pathetically, but he is unable to go elsewhere as you lean down to whisper, "Let's not pretend that you do not fancy me, Kingslayer."

Your hand plays the part of a seductress, pushing his tunic loose around the top to caress at his hairless, toned chest. A warm touch, and he was right: a rough one too, the pads of your fingers are calloused.

"You swore an oath when you joined the King's Guard."

"You did too."

Jaime clicks his tongue at your audacity, looking up at you with narrowed eyes. You only return a smirk, that damned smirk, audacious and playful.

And then the seductress trails a path down the line between his pecs, down his sternum and abdomen, slipping below the covers to do so.

Jaime doesn't fight this time, in fact he lets go of your hand, and you can tell it's because he wants it.

His narrowed eyes change expressions, from an angry glare into a look that tells you he's watching you.

They only narrow further when you lift his tunic to trail your fingers not around his cock like you know he wants it, but down his happy trail. You take your sweet time swirling the short, thick hairs around your fingers in circles, thumbing at the end of the trail and the beginning of the tactile, trimmed bush. You switch from your whole hand to two fingers, tracing down the messy, crooked trail until you're almost at the base of his length.

Jaime is about to complain about how you edge right around it, but then you're suddenly grasping the base in one full hand.

He gasps.

Rough, is his first thought. Rough because of how tough the palm of your hand is, calloused and worked, and rough because you spare him no mercy in how tight you grip him.

"Softer, ass–" Your eyes silence him, that smirk again, you're in control of his pleasure. Jaime sighs, "please."

The pleasure lighting up in your gaze brings him no pleasure, not until you move your hand and, "Shit."

He tries to keep stoic, biting his lip to keep his mouth closed. It's a fight in it of itself, one he can fight. Though he has lost his swordsmanship, he has not lost the discipline and endurance that come with it.

However, the simple motion of your hand makes him want to roll his eyes back, even though you're barely doing him any good.

Already an electric shock fires through his body. His left hand feels foreign, yes, but it is slow and the fog of pleasure forming in his mind would make it sloppy. Your hand is perfect; actually foreign, big and motivated.

Jaime hasn't been the best swordsman in Westeros in a long time, and so he finds that he is losing his patience. The sexual frustration and this very moment are evidence of it, because he finds pleasure in all of it.

When your face leaves his view, it makes his eyes refocus. He looks down at you as you lean over his cock and not take it in your mouth, but let your spit drool over it.

"Fuck."

It's a sight, the new asshole of the Red Keep pleasuring him willingly, eagerly at that.

You spread the drool over his length evenly, but then only pay attention to his tip, thumb pressing against the slit and swirling.

His hand finds the back of your neck, an outward, sudden thing through the fog of pleasure and unmediated strength. "Don't make this impersonal, at least."

"If you can sit a while, darling."

Jaime rolls his eyes, but sits back and waits.

He's seen your body before, your boundless muscles and scarce scars, but of course he hasn't seen your cock.

You don't make a show for it, but his anticipation only makes things feel slower as he watches you undress. Just the faulds and scale groin guard, and then your pants and underwear, and the wait is much too long.

He reaches out to help, but you push his hand back against the headboard roughly. Jaime scoffs, and you only laugh in turn.

"Asshole."

You take your time, and Jaime takes his to watch. He bites his lip at the sight of your V line, but he focuses more on your hairy happy trail, lets his eyes follow it down the more you expose.

Your cock slaps your abdomen when you finally free it, and Jaime has to bite back an exclamation when he sees it.

He hadn't noticed, but precum had been dripping down his length as he watched. You press the tip of your cock against it, against his, collecting and spreading the pre around the both of you.

Jaime groans.

"Is it personal now?"

"Uh-huh." Jaime huffs breathlessly, eyes glued to what you're doing to him.

You straddle his legs and slowly press your cocks together lengthwise. He has no time to dwell on the size difference, before you're wrapping your hand around the both of you at the same time.

Jaime's breaths grow to match the pace of your hand, slow for now. His eyes close.

"Jaime."

"Hm?" Lazily, they open once more, only to widen when you part his lips and keep them open with your thumb at the corner of his lip.

Drool gathers at the bottom of his mouth forcibly, and he can't do much about it, not until you tell him to spit into your hand.

With his mind truly lost now, he obeys, and you soon spit into the same hand and use the mix to continue jerking the two of you off.

It's disgusting, a mix of your spit and his that will soon be accompanied by both of your seeds.

There's a wet squelch each time your hand reaches the top again, and that's disgusting too.

It's disgusting, but a part of him feels like he's missed this. A foreign hand, a sexual partner, pleasure like he's never had before, and he could only ever want more.

It's disgusting, but it's so fucking good.

Jaime's hips buck into your hand, wanting more and only more.

You're not selfish, either. The attention you pay to his cock makes it swell all the harder. It's almost as if you're servicing him, and only him.

When you add more spit into the mess, right on the tip of his cock, he yelps. His hand reaches for your wrist, and yet it does nothing to stop you.

He can't stop the moans from spilling from his mouth anymore, a steady "uh uh uh".

The coil in the pit of his stomach turns and turns, coiling and making him clench his stomach. He's close, so very close.

More pre weeps from the tip of his cock, and you swirl your finger around the tip, spreading it around.

Jaime's eyes focus once more on the movement. He winces, "Please."

But you're an asshole and he's forgotten that.

You wrap your hand around the both of you weakly, languidly dragging it up and down your cocks. It's not enough for him, not after how mind-blowing you were, not while he knows how mind-blowing you could be.

In a spurt of determination, Jaime's hand wraps right around yours.

No longer weak, his left hand guides the movement again, rough and fast that has his reactive hips bucking in tandem too.

You're very clearly amused but he does nothing about it.

No, he's in control now, doesn't need you.

Jaime chases after his pleasure, as he deems he rightfully deserves. He uses your hand like a vessel, a puppet, just to get off.

Hips bucking, pre and spit squelching, tip swollen red; it's instinctual, animalistic, the way he chases to snap the coil in his stomach with no regard for his energy.

When Jaime finishes, it's his first in a long time, and it has his entire body going limp.

His cum washes over the both of your lengths, but he's already got his eyes closed when it does. He doesn't know when you finish, only that it's later.

"Do I get a thank you?"

Jaime opens his eyes and looks at your now clothed body, then at his cock. His spit, your spit, his cum, yours. His nose turns up.

"No."

[quayrund]

Art Nouveau Combs by René Lalique, 1890s-1900s First: René Lalique, “Bathing Naiads” jewelry comb, 1900 AD, crafted in horn, gold, and enamel, now in the collection of the Museum für Kunst und Gewerbe Hamburg in Germany.

[savanaclaw1996]

Heart of a Lion-Leona Kingscholar x Fem! Reader! (Birthday Fic)

Happy Birthday to our favorite Dorm Leader of Savanaclaw and lion prince, Leona Kingscholar! Happy birthday, my beloved king of my heart!🎂🦁💖 Also, major thanks to the beautiful Miss Raven for lending me her fic as reference and mongpht for the language of flowers. Thank you!

Warnings: mentions of Chapter 2 spoilers!

Word Count: 2,043 words.

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You wandered around the town below the hill where the prestigious Night Raven College sat. Finally, you spotted the place you were searching for: the jewelry shop.

You remembered the day Cater took you, Ace, Deuce and Grim out shopping for some plates and cups since Grim accidentally broke them. As you browsed around the jewelry shop, you spotted a beautiful golden ring sitting in a display case.

There was a regal golden lion's head carved into the ring and you could see the inscription carved inside the ring, "Heart of a Lion". You smiled. "That ring would look perfect on Leona-senpai's finger." you thought. "And it somewhat matches his nobility...in a way."

Even when you arrived home, the image of that ring had never left your mind. "Once Leona's birthday arrives, I'll get that ring for him." you promised yourself. And so, before the month of July came, you worked hard at Azul's Mostro Lounge daily to earn enough money to buy that ring as a birthday present for Leona.

Once you've scrimped and scraped enough money, you didn't hesitate to head towards the jewelry store and purchase the ring. Once you made your purchase, you quickly headed back to Night Raven. Just in time for the birthday celebrations at Savanaclaw.

The party at Savanaclaw was a blast! Balloons of coconut white, muddy brown and charcoal grey dotted the green shrubbery near the waterfall. Beneath the waterfall, glowing leaf lanterns floated idly in the water.

On the buffet table, there were apple fritters, courtesy of Epel, hamburgers, potato salad, shish kebabs, barbequed misuji meat, exotic fruits and in the center, a large, three-tiered cake with white vanilla icing and chocolate and mocha-flavored crispy pearls.

Leona stood at the very center of the lounge, clad in his blue mage birthday robes. You swear you've never seen anyone more handsome than Leona. He looked like a true mage in those robes.

Cater was with him, phone in hand. He was to be his birthday interviewer. As you approached them, you heard Leona answer Cater's first question, "If I'm going there by flight, I'd like a place that's in the middle of nowhere that not many people go to."

When Cater replied that it'll be difficult to enjoy touring and leisure, Leona responded that he just wanted to relax and that in a quiet environment where no one will disturb him, he wanted to sleep calmly.

You felt your heart sink a little when you heard his words. You've always known that Leona wasn't always the social type. He much preferred his own company rather than anyone else's.

Even though you've had a huge crush on him for quite the longest time, you doubted if he'd ever have feelings for you, too.

"A quiet place where no one will disturb you. You're right, that doesn't sound like a bad way to spend the time." Cater replied. Leona smirked. "Right? As a dorm leader and club captain, I usually always have something to worry about." he said. "It means I need time to rest my body and mind sometimes."

You rolled your eyes at that. "Obviously." you thought. Then Cater asked Leona the final question. "What's something you'd like to do in the upcoming year?"

"Not be held back, that's all." Leona replied simply. Neither you nor Cater were prepared to hear that answer at all. Were you going deaf, or did you clearly hear Leona say that he wasn't going to be held back? "Wh...! Huh, that's all?!" Cater asked in disbelief.

You couldn't help but smile at his answer. You heard that he held himself back for over 3 years because of poor attendance and him not putting any effort in studying. But you knew better.

Leona has always held himself back because he didn't want to go through the painful hassle of the palace life. Being the second-born prince, he always got the short end of the straw. Always being overlooked, no matter how hard he worked to be recognized.

You thought back to the time of that inter-dorm Magical Shift Tournament. When you and your friends found out that Leona was the mastermind behind the incidents, you confronted him. And that was when you saw the emotions in his eyes.

He looked frustrated, angry that everything he had worked so hard for had slipped through his fingers yet again. And when Lilia rebuked him, saying that a collar fits him more than a crown would, and that he would never be king, the words felt like a final nail in the coffin for Leona.

Watching Leona become so broken and defeated, you couldn't help but feel your heart break at the sight of him. You even heard how hollow his voice sounded as he spoke. "This agony, this despair. How could any of you possibly understand?!"

And then, his Overblot happened. After you managed to defeat him, you glimpsed at his past memories. Being badmouthed by the servants of his palace, being pressured by his desire to be respected and recognized, trying to best himself against Malleus but failing...

Even though Falena, Leona's brother and King of Sunset Savannah tried his best to support his little brother, Leona just coldly brushed him off, not wanting his pity.

When you both woke up, you saw that Leona was willing to do his best at the tournament. Even after Savanaclaw lost the match, you were somewhat happy to see Leona being determined to win next year's match, even though you don't agree with his underhanded methods.

As time went on, even though it wasn't noticeable at first glance, you could see the steps of progress Leona has made, little by little. Even though he was still lazy, languid and downright arrogant, you could see the bits of kindness, determination and will to live shine through.

Even now, you felt a sense of pride and joy for Leona for making it this far. Tears brimmed in your eyes as the memories flashed through your mind. "Leona-senpai..." you whispered, holding back a choked sob...

"Hey, herbivore!" Leona's baritone voice cuts through your thoughts like a blade, snapping you out of your musings. "How long are you going to stand there?"

"Oh, right! I need to give him his gift!" Without wasting another second, you hurried over to his side with the little black box with a golden bow in your hand. Leona raised an eyebrow as he watched you approach him with something hiding behind your back.

"So, you came to wish me a happy birthday, huh?" he asked with a smirk. "Well, ain't that admirable of you. So, what did you bring me, then? At the very least, you are presenting a gift to royalty. As such, I'm sure you've prepared a very fine gift."

You froze, starting to panic. A fine gift? Well, it is pretty expensive. Will he like it, though? You were starting to get anxious.

"I'll take it off your hands, so show me what you got behind your back, already." Leona demanded, holding out his hand. You gulped silently. "Well, here goes nothing. I hope he likes it." you thought as you handed him the black box.

Leona opened the box and saw the ring. "Huh. A gold ring." he said casually. "I've got plenty of those, you know." You nodded, knowing how much jewelry he has, being a wealthy prince and all.

"This ring is different, though." you said. This was it. It was time to confess how you felt towards him. You took a deep breath before you started to explain. "There's a reason why I picked that ring for you, senpai. I picked it because it reminds me of you."

"Leona, I understand that you've been through a lot over your lifetime. Everything from your childhood to your Overblot episode to now. That ring you hold in your hand symbolizes strength, courage, resoluteness and nobility."

"The words etched in that ring say, "Heart of a Lion". I sincerely believe that you do have the heart of a lion, despite what others say and think of you. Even though you can be lazy at times, arrogant, smug, bossy, snide..." Cater snickered at your descriptions.

"True." he whispered. Leona shot him a quick glare, telling him to shut up as you continued. "...You truly care about other people, even though you never show it outwardly. Leona Kingscholar, please consider this ring as a token of my unchanging love and support to you." you said as you gave him a small bow of respect.

"No matter what happens, I hope that you will be able to go beyond, to be able to reach for the stars, even though they seem very far. I have absolute faith that you will."

Leona was silent as he listened to your little speech. After you finished, a short silence fell upon the lounge. You wondered if he thought your speech was too boring and silly. You lifted your head, and you were about to apologize when you saw the smile on Leona's face.

"So I have the heart of a lion, huh?" Leona asked, admiring the golden lion ring. He looked at the inscription in the ring and smiled. "Guess you've got some taste, herbivore."

Your heart swelled with joy when you saw Leona slip the ring onto his index finger. He held up his hand, the golden ring glimmering in the light. "Thank you. It's a very meaningful gift." Hearing those thankful words coming from Leona, you smiled as more tears streamed down your cheeks.

A soft sob escaped from your throat as you tried to swallow the lump in it. "How embarrassing. Crying in front of Leona on his birthday? What's the matter with you?!" you berated yourself mentally.

You raised your arm in a frantic attempt to dry your tears, but they just kept coming. "Please, just stop crying!" you silently pleaded. You then noticed movement coming towards you and you looked up at Leona.

Your cheeks flushed red. But before you could apologize for putting on such a babyish display, Leona wrapped his arms around you, embracing your body. "Le-Leona?" you asked, feeling your heart beating rapidly in your chest.

"It's okay, herbivore. You're just happy, right?" Leona whispered in your ear. You nodded. "Sorry about that." you apologized. Leona shook his head. "Don't worry about it. Thanks."

You smiled. "You're welcome." Cater held up his phone, capturing that sweet, tender, loving moment on video. Leona will have to deal with him later...

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Finally, it was time for Leona to take off on his broom. As you and Leona walked down the cobblestone path of Main Street, Leona then reached towards his broom's bouquet and plucked out a golden orchid.

He held it towards you. "For you, herbivore, as thanks for the speech." he said. You know what that orchid meant. In the language of flowers, the golden orchid symbolizes love, luxury, beauty and strength.

Leona had all those: strength, beauty, luxury and love. You hoped that one day, with your perseverance, love, courage and strength, you'll be able to stand by his side as his beloved queen.

You smiled as you took the orchid from his hand. "Thank you, Leona." you replied gratefully. "Happy birthday, my beloved king."

Leona gave you one last wink before he hopped onto his broom and flew off into the night, leaving behind a trail of golden petals and sparkles.

As Leona soared higher and higher, he looked up at the evening sky. Thousands upon thousands of bright, shining stars dotted the inky darkness, some of them streaking across the heavens, leaving behind trails of stardust.

Back in his homeland, the stars were said to be the great kings of the past watching over everyone down below. Your words echoed in his mind, "No matter what happens, I hope that you will be able to go beyond, to be able to reach for the stars, even though they seem very far. I have absolute faith that you will."

As Leona gazed at the glittering golden lion ring on his finger, a great spark of hope ignited within his heart. "One day," he silently vowed, "my story will be told throughout the ages. My star will be shining the brightest, the greatest of them all. And (Y/N)'s alongside mine." And he will see to it that that promise comes true.

[luvbugs-blog]

these harry potter boys would pay attention to the little things. buy you gold jewelry if you're a gold girlie. take your pickles off your hamburger because you don't like them without you asking. so cute

harry

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george

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[saleintothe90s]

506. The Sunday Salespapers, December 4, 1988, part 2

(part 1)

Win a cute lil wagon or a big scary wagon.

You guys, its ~our coffee~ in holiday packaging!

This obviously has nothing to do with the holidays, unless you make hamburgers for 40 as part of your Christmas Eve, I just had to share this giant keg o ketchup. 32 oz! That's two more ounces than the Stanley I put my iced espresso and cream in so I can sip on it all day.

We have our first silly goose! You know, the folk art geese everybody's moms wanted in the late 80s into the early 90s. Their kerchiefs always had to be blue and white! Also, sorry, but I'm not giving my cats mysterious drops to change their smell of their poops.

I need to know this tasted. What is simethicone.

oh. This. this was the collection of terrible secret santa presents. Except for you cat mug, you can stay. I had that brass jewelry rack! I had it with my Barbie stuff and Ariel's hair got tangled up in it.

I have never considered broccoli in a dip until I saw this. You would have to cut the broccoli up teeny tiny for it to be dip-aple, I'm guessing. A little smaller than broccoli cheese soup size, I guess.

I am flabbergasted at how cheap this Caboodle at Treasury Drug was. This is an early model that looks more like the Plano tacklebox it was descended from.

This order form for an engraved Parker pen is insane. Why couldn't you just fill out the form, choose the pen you want, what you want the pen to say, include a check and send it off. Why did you have to buy the pen, take the ink refill out of the pen, make sure you keep the box it came in, fill out the form and send all that off. Also I didn't know that Popples were also footballs.

WOAH. WOAH WOA. My dad was a firefighter and I'm sure if mom n dad had the money back then, I would of had this.

Again, not Christmas, but on everybody's home recorded tape of a Pee Wee Christmas, there is a commercial for this toothpaste on it.

I wouldn't be able to make my mind up on what sheet set I would want. Alf or Garfield, Alf or Garfield.

Ok, who didn't have or didn't know someone who had this.

The Kiblan cat sheets! Kiblan stuff goes for so much $$$ on eBay. I was wondering why that Mickey pillow looked so familiar, then I remembered it was in a law office commercial when I was a kid! It was on fire! Something about how the law offices were responsible for fire retardant toys and children's pajamas? I know I have the commercial on one of my tapes a local friend sent me. Just can't find it right now.

More Silly Geese and the house they lived in!

Even MORE. Also tablecloths and tables my mom most definitely had. I love how the rugs are described as "kitchen slices".

Man, Bradlees was home of the Silly Geese.

I only share this bride because she reminds me of Markie Post.

I wonder if those California Raisins keychains from Pep Boys are leftover figures from the Hardees promotion. Big oof on the front facing Alf.

It is 2024 and I want Alf pajamas back. I had an Alf nightgown where Alf discusses how much he loves cats.

I had those lil Oliver shoes!

I also had some flocked Oliver toys from Sears that had amazing detail. (source)

SEARS, what were you doing selling an ear piercing kit.

I love that a New Yorker esque comic was used for Crispix.

You tellin' me there's no Hawaiian Punch in these Tutti Frutti cookies?!

This is one of my most missed foods. Matt from the Purple Stuff Podcast always brings up the commercials that gave people the idea of of McNuggets as a holiday party food . This is my idea of a holiday food for an 80s holiday party held at someone's giant house in the suburbs.

Again, not related to Christmas, but to childhood. Did anybody else's first grade teacher make you bring a bottle of this soap to school on the first day? We used it for the sink in the classroom. Was that just my mean first grade teacher, Mrs. Bailey?

We had the ornament of the couple on the sled with the horse!

We laughed at winning an almond orchard back in 1988, but could you imagine how much it would potentially be worth in 2024 with all the almond milk yall be drinking?!

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ᥫ᭡kind,caring,empatheticᥫ᭡overthinkerᥫ᭡.

ᥫ᭡in the company of those who i trust, i can be very free, sassy, ​​flirty and i can make any kind of joke about anything. this varies with strangers, or i try to give this myself there as well, but i usually start with restraint. i think my thinking is adult, i feel more mature than my age group. when I love someone, i do it with all my heart, but i can easily become impulsive.

!!! I LOVE COFFEE BTW !!!

ᥫ᭡i like to walk, during a vacation i would rather go hiking in a forest than swimming on the beach. i like the cold better than the heat, autumn is my favorite season, but i also like spring, but i really hate the summer heat. i like salty food more than sweet, but usually i always need something sweet after salty. i love hamburgers, especially spicy ones. when it comes to dressing, i prefer dark clothes: black, dark green, red and jackets are my favourites. i love it when my nails are painted burgundy. i like to wear jewelry, only silver and mostly rings. when it comes to music, i'm quite mixed, as an editor i always listen to current trending music, but i really like the early 2000s years of music, but i usually listen to lana del rey and the weekend. i like series more than movies, i usually watch fantasy, action and crime. because of this, i am very interested in witchcraft, in my dr i always imagine myself as a witch, just like in the vampire diaries or as wanda maximoff from the marvel movies. i have a leaf and a spn tattoo on my forearm. my love language is hugs and physical contact, but people rarely give me that.

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[cheryxshug]

glinky glorpnaught in drivers ed 🫶

i gave zim her own bobo (its name is rara or something (like rat times 2) or maybe just Pocket Rat)

hopping on the braid train too + macaroni jewelry truther. probably has one made from hamburger helper noodles

[kiralou02]

I just love stickers glitter rainbows holographic anything stuffed animals digital camera photos poleroids old vintage faded pictures candy ice cream glitter cartooons funky tights cookies noodles folk culture around the world train rides fur coats old jewelry antique shopping y2k nostalgia 90s nostalgia 80s girly nostalgia black girl culture in America sail boats sunshine beaches cafes gift shops beds with pretty sheets old cartoon comforters old technology glitter sunshine big glasses dresses weddings birthdays Christmas parties clowns vw bugs 70s vans smoothies fraps sprite with flavorings strawberries w sugar doughnuts quesadillas burritos churros trying fun desserts soft blankets sift hugs meeting dogs sitting on steps grooving to music laughing super hard colorful homes cute phone accessories lava lamps old stories of good times sisterhood whimsigoth Betsy Johnson as a person Vivienne Westwood as a person Funky colorful old women toddlers big Texas hair white teeth polished outfits tattered big skirts tie dye headbands accessories HATS cool glasses cool socks matching underwear clean rooms nice classic Martha Stewart vibes big suvs Japanese gal vibes Japanese street fashion mushrooms dmt acid rolling balls and making friends at concerts finding funny texts posts on tumblr pancakes w vanilla flavor Mac n cheese stuffing corn bread Turkey and gravy warm baths in deep tubs perfume rave clothes from all eras disco vibes 60s teen vibes 1940s glamour 1920s eye makeup and coats Victorian silhouettes Edwardian hats England culture Spain architecture French countryside Vibes Italian countryside vibes nice women who bake and look pretty and have beautiful chill hearts funny people hamburgers w fries and ranch or cheese sauce icecream cones colorful murals milkshakes piercings tattoo shop smell airbrush shirts beach town vibes. Ocean water middle school nostalgia Italian ice dip n dots

[theworldisyonces]

Renaissance World tour: Show 18 - Volksparkstadion - Hamburg, Germany (6/21/23). Beyoncé is wearing custom Carolina Herrera, and Tiffany & Co jewelry. Little red riding hood could NEVER!!!!! 💃🏽💃🏽💃🏽💅🏽