#leafs-lover birthday celebration

[leafs-lover]

Hi and welcome to a special celebration event! 😊 My birthday is on the 23rd and I want to celebrate with all you lovely people! My inbox will be open for the next eight days for you to send me any of the following, I will be posting answers starting November 24🎉

🥂 - ask any question about me and I will answer

🧬 - general life advice/questions

🎬 - send me a sentence or idea from any of my fics and I will write a short scene about it

🏒 - send me questions about hockey, teams, players etc

⁉ - Questions about my ongoing or upcoming fics

📝 - writing prompts - send me a prompt and a player and I will write something. Feel free to come up with your own prompt or use one of these:

One | Two | Three | Four

💋 - FMK - send me three players and I'll do the rest

🎁 No birthday would be complete without gifts! Write me a fic (reader insert or OC, any player, any length, any type/trope, smut is okay - just make sure you put warnings!), send me one you read and think I'd enjoy, or just some general dirty thoughts you have in your brain.

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Pretty Red Ribbon

Masterlist Here

Word Count: 2,700+

Synopsis: After your birthday was ruined last year at the hands of a certain pink-feather-donning, glasses-wearing gentleman who you love to hate, your fellow warlord, Sir Crocodile, gives you a little gift you did not expect to darken your doorstep.

Themes: Doflamingo x f!reader, birthday, enemies to lovers, nsfw themes, suggestive content, not explicit - but mdni just in case, warlord!reader, platonic crocodile x reader, dom!reader x sub!doflamingo, gendered terms used

Notes: I had been wanting to write for Doflamingo for a while, and the art by @wesaier gave me the final shove that I needed to get it done. (Their Rosinante also has me in a chokehold. I adore their work. Also, happy birthday!) First time writing a proper fic-length for Doffy before his series.

Tag List: @sordidmusings @since-im-already-here @writingmysanity @gingernut1314 @i-am-vita @carrotsunshine @vespidphoenix @mfreedomstuff

The soft growl of the den-den-mushi atop your kitchen bench began rattling and humming in an awakened dance. The steam from the scorching water in the kettle whistled in unison to the rumbling call, the rattle of teacups on trays causing your attention to pull in a variety of directions in your large kitchen.

“I’ll get it, Miss,” your employee called from the corner of the room, his body carrying his vast height towards the den-den in three lengthy strides. He picked up the transponder end of the snail, elevating the mouth and earpiece to his face. Thanking him with a smile, you returned to continue readying yourself a cup of your desired tea. 

“You really shouldn’t be making this for yourself, Miss,” your lady’s maid addressed you over your shoulder, “You employ us to take care of you and your needs. You should let us do our jobs and spoil you, especially on a day like today-.”

“-And that will be the last I hear about anything regarding ‘today’, Dinah,” you scolded her with a playful wink, “It’s just another day, and I would like to have it remain as such,” you moved the loose-leaf strainer in your teapot, collecting the remnants of the scorched leaves and discarded them, “Besides, I always love being in the kitchen with you all after another stupid meeting at the world-government headquarters. They always seem to gather any excuse to call us all in: exercising their rights as masters and holders of the tight leash. Absolute bastards, the lot of them.”

“And we adore you down here, Miss,” Dinah lulled her head on your shoulder and laced her hands around your midsection, “We love the gossip about the other warlords, and we always enjoy hearing about your day. You take such good care of all of us, but I think we all just wish you’d let us celebrate your birthday-.”

“-Absolutely not, Dinah,” you giggled at the younger woman embracing you, unlacing her hands from your waist and collecting your teacup and saucer from the tray you had prepared, “Last time I attempted to celebrate this day, I was held up for a multitude of times because that stupid Donquixote continued to ask stupid questions that had the meeting at the marine base go overtime. Missed reservations, didn’t make it to check in time at the homestead - and didn’t even get to enjoy that bottle of wine I ordered for myself. I swore that would be the last time I attempted to celebrate, and that’s that.”

“Just because your last birthday was ruined last year doesn’t mean you should swear them all off, Miss,” your handmaid smiled at you, “We’d adore making you feel special if you’d let us. Today is free of Donquixote Doflamingo, after all.” You growled at just the mention of his name, feeling your disdain elevating in your throat as a sour bile. 

“I despise that tall pelican man. I loathe him, hate him even,” you confessed, prompting Dinah to huff a small laugh in response. You groaned out more frustrated admissions to your lady’s maid, “I would have him drawn and quartered, hung and splayed, whipped and chained. I could wring his neck and spit in his face if I knew the sick bastard wouldn’t like it.” 

“I’m sure he would appreciate any scrap of your attention,” Dinah teased you with a sly tone, her eyes twinkling with mischief, “He seems to vie for your head to turn, by any means necessary.”

“He vexes me, torments me,” you continued, much to your handmaid's delight, “He needs to be knocked down a couple of pegs. Be made to crawl on all fours and beg like a dog-.”

“-Apologies for the interruption, Miss. I’m sorry to disturb your polite conversation,” the larger man holding the den-den-mushi to his ear held out the earpiece and transceiver to you, “Sir Crocodile is on the other end of the call. Says he has something for you.” You groaned out an exasperated breath before taking the shell into your hand.

“Thank you, Arturo. I’m sorry you had to hear that. I got a little fiery for a moment there,” you nodded to the man, who straightened his back before taking your saucer from your hands. He smiled down at you, moving to his place next to Dinah, anchoring his hips and leaning back against the sink with a smirk.

“What’s the call about?” Dinah whispered in a hushed rush to Arturo beside her.

“You’ll just have to wait and see,” Arturo hushed back his own scratchy whisper, attempting to hold back his laughter. You shot them both a sharp look, your smirk still drawn up on your pursed lips. 

You raised the end to your ear and huffed out a sigh, calling into the piece, “Sir Crocodile? To what do I owe the pleasure of your voice gracing me today?” A rumble of silence purred through the receiver against your ear, a lengthy puff of smoke coursing through the grimace of the crocodilian man.

“I heard it was somebody’s birthday,” the rattle of his drawl taunted you through the crackled speaker. You shot your employees a dark look, prompting them to immediately spin on their heels and return to their duties. You groaned as you turned to face away from them, still holding the shell to your ear. 

“Not a cause for celebration, Sir,” you purse your lips, examining your fingernails and cuticles, “But I appreciate your call regardless.” Your tone depicted your smile, truth spilling from your lips as you truly meant every word. 

Sir Crocodile was your closest and oldest ally of all the warlords presented to you. You enjoyed sitting by him, both basking in the aura of one another. You held each other in the highest regard, you could even call each other ‘friend’ without it stretching too far out of the ordinary. What solidified your bond the most with one another was your complete and utter dislike for Donquixote Doflamingo. 

“The appreciation is reciprocated, Highness,” Crocodile’s smirk purred through the receiver, “Which is why I decided to send you a little gift. Should be darkening your doorstep right about now.” 

“Sir Crocodile, while I appreciate the sentiment,” you acknowledge his gesture with a kind and even tone, shaking your head as you take your den-den to the front door of your manor, “The only thing I really want is that feather-wearing asshole: stripped down, bound and gagged, on his lanky knees and looking up with his eyes all watery and pleading,” you reached the door, opening it and shrieking in shock as your eyes met with the gift presented before you.

His body was bound in a thick length of red ribbon, chest bare and hands bound behind his back in seastone cuffs. Pointed glasses lay askew on his face with his lips gagged by a ball strapped to his face. Drool gathered at the base of his chin, his glassy eyes looking up at your face with bewilderment. His bare chest was strangled beneath the red ribbon, his pants hanging limply over his hips as the top button and zipper exposed his slender adonis belt. 

Lips falling slack, you almost dropped the shell from your ear as shock wrote itself over your features. Donquixote Doflamingo was bound, gagged and on his knees on your front doorstep: entirely at your mercy. 

“I thought topping it with a pretty red bow would be too on the nose,” Sir Crocodile called over the mushi, “But he is apprehensively allowing himself to be on the receiving end of your retribution, given his disruption of your last birthday celebration.”

No words gathered in your mind, all thoughts racing as the wealthy Donquixote continued to hold his gaze against your own. His lips trembled around the gag, his brow triangulating in an upward peak as he darted his eyes between yours to gauge your intent. 

He had no idea what possessed him to accept this little adventure, and he did not remember agreeing to be cuffed, gagged and without his entourage. As he witnessed the wicked streak spark within your eyes, he truly had no idea what you were going to do with him like this. Without a whisper of admission to it, he truly did everything in his power to gain your attention and hold it for as long as he could. He’d go through great lengths to be subject to your steely gaze.

Ruining your birthday last year was when he felt he truly went too far. You kept your private life quiet for the most part, only a select few were privy to the knowledge of your innermost thoughts. When he was made aware by Sir Crocodile how far he managed to spoil the occasion, he was given a choice by the cigar-smoking gentleman: “Your left hand, or to be subject to her mercy?” 

He thought he made the appropriate choice. 

Evidently, he did not know the extent Sir Crocodile was going to take his punishment. 

“Do you like your gift, Highness?” the voice cracked through the receiver after several moments pause, “Or would you like to return it? Got one in a similar shade and style?” You giggled into the mouthpiece, prompting Sir Crocodile to chuckle his own sinister laughter. 

“I think I’ll keep it,” you purred, holding your eyes half-hooded as you reached your index finger down to swipe the collected drool from his chin. Doflamingo whimpered as you hooked your finger beneath his jaw, prompting him to fall forward and lean into your touch, “How long do I have it for?” you hovered your face above his, uttering a final question, “And in what condition should I intend to keep it in?”

“Your prerogative, Highness,” Sir Crocodile confessed, drawing up a large breath of smoke in his mouth and exhaling, “Use him, abuse him, torment him, torture him: he is yours to play with for the next fourty-eight hours. Happy birthday, Dear.” At the final utterance, Sir Crocodile clicked the end of the receiver off: leaving your snail to crackle its muffled voice shut. 

You hummed in deep thought, gazing down your nose at the tall man who, even on his knees, is nearly at eye height. Moving his face in your hands, you clicked your tongue as one would when examining an object intended for purchase. He whimpered further when your hands began exploring his torso as you circled his body. Your fingertips felt like lightning on his skin, igniting his expectations and triggering his wanton intrigue. 

“If I remove the gag and seastone cuffs,” you whisper into his ear, trailing your fingertips down his spine, “Will you behave yourself, pelican?” He nodded frantically, lulling his head back on his shoulders to bring himself closer to you. You hummed in thought, hooking your fingers over the material tugging the gag over his lips. 

“Feel better?” you asked him, maneuvering around his body to face him once again, “Less restricted and more of your repulsive self?” 

Taking a moment to roll his tongue in his mouth to regain the sensation, he felt himself relax into your touch as you loosened the cuffs. He moaned as your hands caressed his wrists to reignite the blood flow swelling down into his fingertips. 

“Always so kind,” Doflamingo commented with his signature smirk rising to his lips, “Do you ever grow tired of being so good all the time?” His eyes searched yours, still unsure of how you were going to respond to him on his knees. 

“Would you prefer if I were cruel to you?” you arched your brow up and lowered your tone, “Abused you for my own sick entertainment?”

“You could choke me, flog me, spit in my face - better yet, in my mouth,” Doflamingo listed, his pupils blown with lust beneath his pink glasses, “You could step on me, rake me over nails and hot coals, and all I would say is: ‘thank you for a scrap of your attention’. It is your day, after all.”

“Obsessive and excessive, Donquixote,” you scolded him, tugging at the red ribbon constricting his chest to have him rise to his feet and follow you into your manor, “Why must you always provoke me?” 

“Because I want you,” he whispered after you, a small whine in his voice as he followed closely behind you. His heavy feet trotted like a prized pony after you, allowing you to lead his body throughout the halls to your manor, “I want you so badly. I want all of your attention, all of your focus. I want to be at the very center of your universe, by any means necessary.”

Making eye contact with Arturo and Dinah, both of which shot you quizzical looks as Doflamingo pranced behind you attached to a line of red ribbon. You shot them both a look to forbid them from uttering a single phrase in questioning you, prompting them to hold up their hands in defense. 

“Should I bring you your tea, Miss?” Arturo called after you as you exited the frame of the door to the kitchen, “Perhaps a couple of glasses of wine?” 

“Perhaps later, Arturo. I’ll send for you if I need you,” you mentioned over your shoulder. 

As you looked behind you, there was a foreign expression painted over Donquixote Doflamingo’s face. His cheeks were tinted with a pink dust, his eyes glassy and eyelids half-closed and gazing at you through thick, blonde eyelashes. His signature smirk was replaced by a dumbstruck, goofy smile and his giddiness adamant in each of his pepped steps. 

Scoffing and rolling your eyes at him, you lead him into the master suite of your manor and force him to kneel in the center of the room. You took a seat on your plush armchair and gaze at him disinterestedly. He was all but vibrating in anticipation for your next movement. 

“Anything to say for yourself, Donquixote?” you purse your lips crossing your legs by hooking your right knee over your left and rocking your foot at him. He crawled forward on his knees, hypnotized beneath your cold stare. Eyes meeting with yours, his lips fell agape in a perfect circle as your foot met with his chest to halt his movement. 

Looking down at your heeled shoe, he bowed low enough to brush his forehead in a deep nuzzle against your shin, rocking his head to the side and attempting to become the very picture of innocence. You leant forwards, removing his glasses from his face and glaring into his expressive eyes with a wicked glint. 

“Go on, pet,” you spat down at him, “Unless you have nothing intelligible to offer me in conversation.” He pressed his lips against your shin, grazing his mouth up your legs and inadvertently slotting himself between your knees. 

“Happy Birthday,” he uttered against your skin, pressing a lengthy kiss against your right knee and integrating his entangled self between your legs further, “And I apologize for ruining the one prior.” Peppering kisses over your knee and up your thigh, his tongue flicked out over your flesh and swirled against you. 

Patience wearing thin, you redraw your right foot back over his chest and nudge him backwards to look into his eyes. Your lips curled into a snarl, eyes narrow and accusatory as you gnash your teeth at the tall blonde on his knees in front of you. 

“If you want my forgiveness, Donquixote Doflamingo,” you whisper in a warning tone, danger written over your features enough to cause the large man to shudder beneath your wicked stare, “Beg for it.”

Forty-Eight hours was more than enough time for Doflamingo to become a begging, pleading, whimpering mess beneath your skilled and expert hands. His mind fell blank, his body not experiencing the amount of sensory overload and sensory deprivation with a partner in encounters prior.

He was always the one in control, him only ever taking and taking to provide himself the pinnacle of pleasurable experiences. To be the one out of control, to simply have to take what he was given with his mind vacant of all thoughts aside from being subject to your desires.

The only things he continued to manage to befall from his lips were three phrases: “I’m sorry,” “thank you,” and “forgive me.” Just how you wanted him: complacent, dumbstruck, and all wrapped up in a pretty red ribbon.

[couldawouldashoulda50]

Toi et Moi

A/N - Happy Birthday yesterday @leafs-lover - this is my fic for your birthday celebration. It’s waaaay longer than I had planned (11+k words) but I wanted to try and get some previous ideas pulled together into one fic.  This still falls under William Nylander and the reader who is a global super-star in her own right.  

I’m sorry - I can only write about Willy Styles for now but I’m starting to have some thirsty thoughts about a handful of other players; I plan to keep broadening my horizons 🙂

I hope you like this regardless.  

Warnings: 18+ content, general smut (p in v, oral m receiving), swearing, pregnant reader feeling insecure, discussions of jealousy

November, 2023 - Stockholm

“Fuck….William…” you pant.  “Oh…my…god…. – oh no…shit - what time is it?”

“We’re good - we got time” William grunts as he continues to buck his hips, pounding his cock deep into you.  “Fuck Y/N….you feel too fuckin’ good”.

You and William finally had a couple of hours to spend alone together after days of him being in the spotlight during the Leafs visit to Stockholm for the NHL Global Series.   With the first game against Detroit behind them, William had once again been thrust into the eye of the media hurricane that ensued after his 3 point showing.  His goal and two assists helped the Leafs win a come from behind game which only helped to bolster the overall frenzy over William’s (and the other Swedish members from the 4 teams) return to Sweden. 

While William, the team, and the WAGs that came along on the trip stayed at a luxury hotel in the city, you opted to stay at the apartment where you and William now consider “home-base” during the off-season; it was the safest bet for you to remain away from the cameras that were all but guaranteed to be following William this week. The apartment is, by far, one of the happiest places on earth for you and you had been looking forward to coming back to it, albeit a a different time of year.  The times that William and you have spent together in this space are nothing short of perfection and the present moment, with William underneath you, was certainly no exception.

William’s hands move skilfully around your body as your hips rock back and forth, grinding and forcing his cock deeply inside of you.  You catch William watching you; his expression is a mix of deep desire and ultimate pleasure and he smiles at you when your eyes lock on each other.  

“Fuck, William….” you sigh as the corners of your lips form a tiny smirk, followed by a full grin.  Your mouth drops open as the tip of his cock, coupled with his thick girth, hits the perfect spot while stretching you just right; your walls respond by gripping his cock even tighter.  You can feel a fresh release of slickness seep from your core and a distinct groan comes from William as thrusts become faster and harder.   

He sits up and kisses you madly; in doing so, you slide further down taking his entire length inside of you.  A jolt of pleasure shoots up through your body and you can’t help but to tightly grab a fistful of William’s hair as you bury your face in the crook of his neck.  It feels like you - your whole body is dangling from a cliff and you grasp at his body like he’s your only saviour.

What William doesn’t say with words during these moments, he more than makes up for it with a symphony of the most sensual and erotic sounds.  Normally every grunt, moan and growl that’s forced through his gritted teeth shows you what you do to him and you, in turn, close your eyes and allow yourself to completely melt into him.  

In this moment however, thoughts in your mind begin to converge between feeling the ultimate pleasure with the love of your life and uncertainty that swirls in your mind with William’s new heights with his celebrity.

You desperately try to stay in the moment with William as he sucks on your earlobe, sending another high-voltage shock through your body.  

You press your forehead against his jawline and graze your lips against the base of his muscular neck, mouthing the words “I love you” over and over against his skin.  You taste the delicious salt of his skin as you leave open mouthed kisses along his shoulder blades and over his collar bone.  

William’s strong arms have you fully enveloped, pulling you into him even closer, he pumps his cock upwards into you.  The slapping sound of William driving into you grows even louder, echoing alongside your strained cries throughout the entire apartment.   Your ass, tits and thighs give way to the ripple effect of each powerful thrust; your body’s reflection in a nearby full length mirror is on full display and it catches William’s gaze.  He watches you in the mirror as you ride and grind his cock with such fervent passion that he loses complete control and erupts deep within you, grunting and groaning with each twitch from the after effects of his orgasm.  He holds you in place for a moment, and once his lips find yours again, he kisses you deeply, releasing a long moan into your mouth as his hands glide effortlessly over your glistening skin.

“Shit, I came before you didn’t I?” he said, huffing breathlessly, his lips still pressed against yours.  His hands move up to your face, brushing some of your sweaty tendrils away from your face.  

He looks at you and smiles; his thumbs lightly stroke the delicate skin on either side of your mouth.

“You’re so fucking unbelievably beautiful…”

You bashfully smile, looking down from his gaze…your eyes landing on the shine of his thick chain around his broad neck.  “So are you,” you said softly.

You can feel William’s cock softening, still inside of you.  His seed begins to drip from your entrance but he remains holding you in place on top of his lap. 

“You ok?  I know we don’t have a ton of time right now to take care of you… but you know I’ll make this up to you, right?” William said gently.

“Mmmm-hmmm…you know you give me multiple orgasms regularly…I think I can let this one go” you said jokingly, followed by a soft kiss on his mouth.  

“But are you doing ok?  I know been a fucking circus since I got here…and I know I’m kind of being pulled in all different directions - ” 

“William” you gently interrupt him, cupping his face and smiling.  “This is such a huge moment for you…for every Swede on all the teams.  I’m just so fucking proud of you, I could almost burst.  And to watch your family get to see what you do…live…at home in Sweden - it’s fucking amazing.  This is a once in a lifetime thing, and I want you to take in as much as you can.  Trust me, I’ve loved watching every single moment of what’s happened here.”

William kisses you again, and helps you slide off his lap, murmuring words of love to you. He helps you onto your side, his arms wrap around you and you nestle your face into his chest.

“I sort of wish our relationship was more out in the open now though - I feel bad that you’re always sort of in the background and not out taking pictures with me” William confessed.

Since you and William officially began dating, both of your ultra-private tendencies kicked into high gear.  It’s not always been easy; when William is asked about any part of his personal life, he averts spilling any details except for a few crumbs about Pablo and Banksy, friends and family.  You have done the same during interviews and have become a master at giving answers with no real details associated with them.  It’s worked well for the most part, allowing your relationship to flourish without being under a microscope.  You were able to date, move in together, become engaged, get pregnant and married without a whiff to anyone that didn’t respect your right to privacy.  Up to this point, neither of you seemed to be in a rush to make your joint lives public; you both lived by the adage “if it ain’t broke, don’t fix it” and it has led to a happy and harmonious life so far.  

Until now, that is.

Prior to arriving in Sweden, you thought long and hard about remaining in the background during the week, despite being involved in some of the more publicized events that would occur during the week. You were one of the primary investors in the “Börje” docuseries that was premiering early in the week, however, you opted to be dropped off at the back entrance of the theatre, while William, his teammates and his family took pictures together in the front.  It was during these photo ops that William began to feel very strongly that no matter the recourse with the media and the public, he wanted you next to him. 

You had also begun to wish you hadn’t covered-up and protected your relationship as much as you had now.  One of the biggest moments of his life, and you, his wife, pregnant with your first child, was nowhere to be seen, at least not in the pictures.  You had desperately wanted the attention to remain on the teams at the Global Series, but it now seemed with the sacrifice of your own making, it appeared like you did not exist in his life at all.  You had always thought it was not the “outside world’s” business to know about the details of your personal life but now, to be able to stand with William as part of his world, meant more than keeping everything under wraps.

The nights were even lonelier, leaving William at the hotel and you returning to the apartment without him.  While you were exhausted most of the time, too many thoughts derived from some of your deepest insecurities started to bounce around in your mind, keeping you awake for far too long.  

The pregnancy lately only exacerbated those insecurities.  Prior to leaving for Sweden, you had driven William to one of his last practices and hung out with some of the staff while the team was on the ice.  

While at the rink, you relaxed as you waited leaning back in your chair with your feet up on another, Mitch came into the lounge afterward bellowing a “whoa!  Big Momma’s in the house!  Tone - hey - …c’mere for a sec.”  

Auston enters the room giving you his normal shit-eating grin.  

“Doesn’t she look bigger than yesterday?”

You look at Mitch, your mouth slightly agape, trying to process what in the tom-fuck he’s got going on in his brain, only able to shake your head at the comment.

Auston tries to stifle a chuckle and turns to Mitch “She looks like she’s gonna fuckin kick your ass dude”.

“What?  Well - maybe not bigger…more like thicker…”

Mitch’s comment wouldn’t have bothered you so much if, let’s say, you hadn’t sat in the corner of your massive walk-in closet, hating how you looked in every single item of clothing (that still fit) the night before.  

“That’s essentially the same thing as being bigger - Jesus Mitch” you chuckle.

“You still look good though….look, I was just saying the baby’s getting bigger…” Mitch trails off, trying not to sound too defensive.  

You get up from the chair.  “Awh, Mitchy…it’s all good.  Big Momma still loves you” you said, patting him on the shoulder before walking out of the room.  You overhear Auston chuckling at Mitch saying “you’re such an idiot”.

You see Max (Domi) and give him a quick hug before heading into the washroom for some solitude.  It was these little moments in time - the little innocuous comments that weren't meant to be hurtful but just came out wrong - that badly skewed your perception of yourself when you allowed them to.  Being a performer, with all of its perks - it had dented your self-esteem in ways that you yourself are still trying to comprehend, even after all of these years.

Now that you are in Sweden, you’re acutely aware that there are an impossible number of beautiful women (yes - a Shoresey reference)  just in Stockholm alone, and have yourself convinced that 99.9% of them want your husband.  The way that your mind played out the scenario is that William might want a little taste on the side too.

“Y/N?  Did I lose you or something” William chuckles.

You look up at him and all of his handsome features and suddenly, you feel a pin-prick feeling from your eyes as a tear threatens to fall from the corner.

You hesitated saying anything for a few moments but quickly realized your emotions were getting the better of you.  “Fuck…we don’t have time for this” you quietly said, trying to discreetly wipe your eyes.

“It’s ok - we’ve got time…out with it, what’s going on?” 

You mentally joke that William has said ‘we got time’ already when he was balls deep in you so your radar is now up…he probably has no idea at all.

You paused a bit longer, gathering your thoughts together.  

“I don’t know…I’ve got all of this stupid shit running through my head lately.  I’m trying to get a hold of it but it’s really kind of fucking with me”.  

You try and not let out a sob and try to stop the tears. 

“Try not to judge me for thinking this….every time that I see a beautiful girl within 100 feet of you, I think you’re going to ditch me and run off with her….and given we're here, in the fucking land of the beautiful people…I just can’t get a grip….it’s driving me mental…”, you said, a tiny smile forms through your tears.

William chuckled lightly.  

“Please don’t get me wrong - I do love to see all the attention, all the recognition - all the outpouring of love for you this week.  All those times your character was completely ripped apart in the media coming out of Toronto…it made my blood boil.  I always thought ‘if those people only knew…if they could really see you - how gifted of a player you are, how hard you work, and how good of a person you are…they’d just shut the fuck up’.  But now….I don’t know…I guess now that everyone else has caught up to what your people already knew…and I hate myself a little for saying this but everything seems like it’s completely different now.  I’m feeling so uneasy about all of this…like maybe you’re going to want to be single again…maybe go on a bit of a sex bender, have a different taste of the week…something like that.”

As long as William had known you, he had always been perplexed about the level of self-doubt you had, but seldom revealed.  He could never quite figure out where it all stemmed from.  You were exceptionally talented, hugely successful, extremely intelligent, and had a heart as deep as an ocean.  You were amazing to your family and friends.  William often mused that he has never been loved so passionately by a partner,  nor had someone that was so openly devoted to him.  

All of this, and you were a total knock-out; an absolutely stunning beauty.  William would sometimes lie there quietly as you slept and just watch you breathe.  He tried not to disturb you but as always, he would give into the urge to glide his hand over and around your stomach; his fingers lightly and slowly trailing past your belly-button, and ever so delicately, his middle finger would touch the top of your slit.  His tongue would create a glossy trail along the curve of your breast and would move eagerly to your pointed nipple, lapping and swirling around the peak until he heard the moans escape from your mouth.  

It’s through these moments, touching you - the constant urge of knowing he had to have you, when William hoped you could feel how deep his love for you is.  Spending countless hours, with him talking into your forehead and you into his chest (simply because neither of you were willing to break free from your embrace) he felt you letting your guard down and any doubts kicking around in your head would dissolve.

Tears were beginning to fall steadily, saturating William’s chest.  You hated these moments when you were feeling so vulnerable, especially about William.  

You continued, speaking softly.  “It’s all the changes that are going to happen once Little One arrives.  Just picture it…after the baby’s born….how are you going to feel when you get home from a long road trip and I’m a grumpy mess and the baby’s crying and the dogs are barking, and there’s no food in the house and there’s just shit…everywhere.  This is what greets you when you walk in?  What happens if this…your new home life…drives you to feeling like you want to get out…escape back to your single life…and the first thing you end up doing is diving between some model’s thighs who slipped into your DM’s…”, you lament.  

You finally say “It’s just…with all of this" rubbing the roundness of your belly, “I just don't want to do any of this without you…and I’m having trouble shaking these thoughts,” your voice sounding small, filled with anguish.

William pulled you in even closer, your head rising and falling on his chest with each breath he took.  The wetness from your tears had pooled, trapped between your cheek and William’s chest.  You lift your head, wiping his chest off with your hand and softly pressed kisses along his skin before burying your face back into his body.

“Look Y/N, I get it.  I totally do.  I maybe never said it but I sometimes feel sorta the same thing.  Like, when we were at Lollapalooza, you were up there on stage with all these rock star guys just killin’ it.  I could see the way the guys looked at you, like they were in awe of you.   Like they worshipped you in a way.  I admit it, I got jealous. Like really fucking jealous.  I didn’t know the bands or the songs - fuck, even Linus and Sandy were singing along - I guess I felt like a bit of an idiot.  Like maybe you deserved a lot better than me”.  William plants a long kiss on the top of your head. 

William continued; “I know this stuff scares you and you’re spinning all of these worst case scenarios…do you really believe I’m just going to walk away from you, from our baby, from this life just to fuck other pretty girls?  And I know you’re going to say that it happens all the time…and yeah, it does.  But there’s also couples that are perfect for one another.  I think that’s you and me.”

William lifts your left hand so it’s within your view.  He thumbs your engagement ring that is nestled alongside your wedding band. 

“Toi et Moi…” William said, bringing your hand to his lips.  The duality of the reference makes your heart melt; for you, it not only alludes to the two-stone design of the ring, but the memory those three words hold.

*flashback to July, 2022*

William had first seen the Toi et Moi design vacationing with you and his family in Saint Tropez in the off-season the year prior.  The trip itself was one of the gifts you have given him for his 26th birthday; a trip anywhere he wanted with whomever he wanted.  Once the shock of your generous gift wore off, he barely needed to even think about it; William chose the French Riviera with the most important people in his life.

A few days into the vacation, parents Camilla and Michael departed for a day alone at the beach, followed by a trip to the open air market.  William and Alex had ventured into town while you and the sister contingent of his family stayed back at your villa, relaxing in the sun by the pool.  

The brothers meandered through the streets amongst the many tourists that flocked to the stunning French coastline during the summer.  The trip had been the perfect antidote for Alex; he had recently broken up with his girlfriend and had been testy and grouchy ever since.  Alex was in his element now, being surrounded by beautiful girls in short summer dresses, and he embraced his singledom wholeheartedly.  William ribbed his brother incessantly as Alex was constantly swivelling his head around to survey each girl as they passed by.  They continued on to the shops and cafes that dotted the waterfront, chatting about nothing but laughing at everything.

They stopped at Cafe de Paris which had a street level patio with an amazing view of the port.  The deep blue sky was completely cloudless and save for all the yachts in the harbour, it was hard to distinguish where the water ended and the sky began.    

Once seated under the outdoor canopy, Alex removes his sunglasses and soaks in the view.  

“Fuuuuuck….look at this.  This…is pretty incredible, no?” 

“Yeah, this whole trip has been amazing.  Y/N was a little nervous about going on her first Nylander family vacation but I think it’s going pretty good”, William said while taking in the view.

“I still can’t believe she gave you a trip…a trip for your entire family…just for your birthday.  Fuck dude…it’s not even a ‘big’ birthday”, Alex teases.  “Man, I don’t know what you must do to her….”

William laughs his trademark laugh.

“Scratch that.  I know what you do to her…I’ve heard you two going at it more than once”, Alex said, dripping with sarcasm and rolling his eyes.

“Bit bitter, eh?” William chuckles at his brother’s sour expression.

“Fuck, c’mon man….” Alex said, leaning back in his seat.  “It’s hard not to be a little envious….your girlfriend - she’s famous as fuck, stunning as fuck, rich as fuck.  You’re pretty fucking greedy….you know that?” Alex backhands William’s upper arm.

William laughs even harder.

“She’s also kind as fuck, funny as fuck, talented as fuck, and smart as fuck too…she picked me after all.  It’s the Nylander charm….”, William goads him on, as he backhands Alex’s arm in return.  “Maybe you should try it some time….” 

“Low blow fucker… I’ve heard enough out of you” Alex deadpans, followed by a smirk.

The banter dissipates as they both peruse the drink menu.  

“Ohhhhh yeah….Porn Star Martini” William chuckles.  

“Yeah…it figures you’d go for that, pornstar…seems fitting” Alex said sardonically, his lips curling into a smile afterward.  

“You might want to think about ordering a couple - maybe you need to up your game a little with the laaa-dies”, William said, tongue in cheek.

“Oh my God William - fuuuuuck off….” Alex said, shaking his head.

The server arrives at their table and William orders the drinks for both he and Alex.  The men had decided on a lunch full of rich French fare; Baked Mussels, Croque-Monsieur and Beef Tartar.

The Martinis are going down pretty easy so Alex tells the server to keep them coming.  They have nowhere specific to be, at least not for the next few hours, so they settle in for a relaxed afternoon.  The conversation is typical; they trade notes on their sister’s boyfriends (potential or otherwise), gossip about mutual friends and their ongoing sagas, family drama, and about what the next hockey season may bring.  They continue to people-watch - mostly girls (William’s not really looking - not that much anyway - just helping his brother out) that are out shopping or out sunbathing on the yachts that are moored at the marina.  

After lunch and a few too many beverages, Alex and William decide to move on, needing a walk to sober them up a little.  They take their time strolling along Rue François Sibilli and window-shop the luxury boutiques to see if there’s anything intriguing to buy.

As they continue to wind their way along the narrow streets, William’s phone buzzes with a notification - a text from his sister, Stephanie.  A picture of you and William’s parents appears, standing around the island of the gourmet kitchen in the villa.  You and Michael appear to be prepping food, and Camilla is standing and watching; all of you seem to be mid-laugh.  There are half-full wine glasses near each of you.  

William is entranced by the photo, his heart feels like it could burst with happiness.  

William turns to Alex and shows Alex the picture that Stephanie sent.  Alex smiles faintly saying “Awh…great picture”.  Alex leans in closer and reads Stephanie’s text [in Swedish] “I hope you marry her so we can keep her.  Or we can just vote Alex off the island and she take his spot” 

“Real fucking nice - she’s getting chucked in the pool for that one”, Alex’s slight irritation showing.  William had missed seeing the text, and giggled once he read it.  He felt a little bad for Alex, but he laughed at the expression on his face anyway.

 “I was going to do this after we all got home after our trips but…I think I want to get Y/N something now from the family to say thank-you to her”.  

“Yeah - good idea…..what would she be into - what do you think she’d like?” Alex asked.

“That’s the problem.  I could show up with an old t-shirt of mine wrapped in a paper bag and she’d be over the moon….”, William said.  “Well, maybe not that as a thank you for spending thousands of dollars on our family but you know what I mean…she’s seriously like that though”, William confided.  “I don’t know…I want to get her something that’s really special…something that will always make her remember her first vacation with me…with all of us”.   

“Ha - you are so fucking whipped….” Alex said jokingly as William shot him a warning glance

Alex put up his hands in defence “Don’t get all pissy - I was going to say that she really is awesome...Mom, Dad, the rest of the family - including me…before I get voted off, that is  - she seems to fit right in.  You’re lucky….considering what everyone thought about my last girlfriend, I can tell you that it REALLY fucking sucks to have Mom and Dad disapprove, let alone anyone else in the family.”  

Alex nods in the direction of a jewellery store.  “Get her some jewellery.  Fuck, you cannot go wrong with that”, Alex said.  

They enter the small but elegant boutique, and are greeted by a stylish and attractive young woman.   Her smile widens at the gorgeous Swedes, unintentionally blushing when they return the smile.  

In a demure voice, with a hint of seduction and a distinct French accent, she asks if the men speak English.  They respond yes, and just to catch her attention, Alex adds “Oui” after he responds.  It was a small gesture but it worked…Alex had no trouble getting her to focus on him.  Alex sees from her name tag that her name is Eloise and commits it to his memory.

“What can I help the gentlemen with today?” Eloise asks sweetly.

“Bonjour, Eloise…that’s such a beautiful name” Alex said, appearing more smitten by the second.  “My - my brother’s looking for a gift for his girlfriend”.

Eloise looks at William, and a wide smile appears on her face “You are brothers - ah oui, I can see it now!” she giggles.  

The group chuckles and Eloise smiles at Alex “Je m’excuse…excuse me - un moment” she turns as she heads through a door leading  into the backroom of the store.  The brothers begin to look at the brilliant pieces though the display cases while they hear Eloise faintly talking to someone else in French.

Eloise reappears with another woman, more mature in years than Eloise but equally as beautiful.  Eloise introduces the other associate as Juliette and explains Juliette will be assisting William, while Eloise helps Alex.  It was obvious it was a ploy for Eloise’s attention to remain solely on Alex, and Alex did not mind one bit.

Juliette motions for William to take a seat in one of the plush chairs in front of a glass display case.  She introduces herself and William does the same.  The two make small talk which flows easily.  Eventually the pair shoot a glance toward Eloise and Alex and jointly chuckle.  On the surface, Alex and Eloise appeared to just be looking at different selections of jewellery but their body language told a completely different story.  You could see the temperature rising between them every time they shared a mere glance at one another.

Juliette turns back to William and begins to ask questions about what he’s looking for.

“Eloise tells me you are looking for a gift for your girlfriend…how very lovely,” Juliette gently said, smiling.  “Is it a gift for a special occasion?  Birthday?  Anniversaire - oh, quel est le mot…your Anniversary?”

“It’s meant to be a thank you from me and my family.  She gave us all a trip here to Saint Tropez and I wanted to give her something special to show how much this meant to me…and well, to my family too.” William explains.

“Mon Dieu, that’s wonderful…” Juliette smiled brightly.  “Bien sur, of course…I will help you choose something perfect for your love.  Can you tell me a little more about what she might like?  Diamonds or Gemstones?  Colour of Gold?  Things like that.”

“I’m actually more into jewellery than she is, I think.  I’m really into David Yurman and have been since my Mom gave my brother and I these chains when we were little. So - um, I’m a little more flashy when it comes to jewellery than her”  William smiles.  “When I have seen her wear something for a long period of time, it’s mostly because it has a sentimental meaning behind it.”

“Have you been together for a long time?” Juliette asks.

William thinks for a moment.  “Well, we’ve really only been an ‘official’ couple since last fall, but we’ve known each other since 2016.  It took us a really, really long time to finally be able to be together.  It’s a long story.” William said with a grin.  “She’s a pretty amazing girl”.

Juliette smiles at William.  She can hear it in his voice that he is very much in love.  

“I’m so happy to hear that…I can hear how much you care for her.” Juliette said warmly.

William glances at Eloise and Alex for a moment and laughs to himself at the sight of them; flirting is in full swing between the two with doe eyes being exchanged.  He thinks that’s exactly how you and him look at each other, with the big difference being that he wants you for his forever, not for just a “perfect for right now”.

Having already discussed a budget (which William wasn’t interested in setting any kind of dollar limit), Juliette begins to bring pieces from various collections for William to view.  She lays the velvet boards out in front of him and smiles to herself when she sees his eyes grow wide and bright at the options presented.  

“Oh…wow…this one is interesting.  There’s something really unique about it…” William’s eyes dance as he looks intently at the details of the diamond necklace laid before him.  

“Ah oui - yes, that necklace is a very special piece and is part of the ‘Toi et Moi’ collection, meaning ‘You and Me’ en anglais..in English.  The design has historical importance, especially here in France.  In the 18th century, Napoleon presented Josephine with the very first ‘Toi et Moi’ ring, which we have in various styles in another case over there.  As with this necklace, two lovers are represented by each diamond, and the design, the stones being set together as they are here, represents the two loves meeting,” Juliette explains.  “Toi et Moi - You and Me….it’s very romantic, no?”

“It’s perfect” William said, running his fingers over the white gold setting and along each of the diamonds.  “I know she’ll love it….the history of it even….she’s even fluent in French, so the whole France/Napoleon connection is awesome.”  

“Oh, ma coeur, a girl after my own heart…that is lovely!  A very strong and loving connection, that is what I see you two have, so this necklace is the essence of you both.” 

Juliette couldn’t help it but William had already endeared himself to her.  She could feel his utter devotion to you, and it resonated with Juliette deeply.  She had found the very same thing with her late husband and to see William speak about you so adoringly, her heart felt full knowing that kind of pure love still existed.

“I will definitely take the necklace, and I see there’s a bracelet too….I’d like both please.”  

William looked toward the other display case.  “Can you show me a Toi et Moi ring?” he asked.

William's heart momentarily raced at the thought of looking at a ring for you, let alone an engagement ring…although, he knew it wasn’t the right time to propose to you, not just yet.  It wasn’t because he was unsure about wanting to be with you; he wanted the two of you to experience more of day to day life together and hopefully move in together for the coming season.  

Juliette brought a small selection of the rings to William and explained how the rings could be completely customized.

Eloise looked over at Juliette as she handed one of the rings to William to inspect.  

“Ohhh!  Alex…ton frѐre…is he looking at engagement rings?” Eloise gasped lightly with a wide grin.

Alex’s eyes darted toward William as he stood there holding the ring between his thumb and index finger.

“William…wait, are you serious?” Alex said, his serious tone apparent.  

“Don’t freak out, I was just looking.  The design of the ring is crazy…it’s perfect.  After everything we went through, I don’t think there’s any other ring that comes close to actually being ‘us’... this one definitely does.  When it’s time, I think this is what I want to give to her”,  

“Phew…ok.  Yeah - it’s really beautiful.”  Alex looks back towards Eloise, relief washing over his face.  Eloise giggles at Alex’s expression and they resume with their flirtations which are more apparent now.  

Juliette and William chat while she places the pieces in the individual velvet boxes which William requested.  The bracelet, he decides, will be from the family but the necklace, he’s planning on giving that to you separately when you’re alone later on that evening.  He’s fairly certain that it’s all you’ll be wearing once he places it around your neck, and he can feel himself harden slightly with the thought.  

Once he settles the invoice, William and Juliette exchange a quick embrace and warmly bid their thank you’s and goodbyes.  Juliette quietly reminded William that if you and he ever find themselves back in Saint Tropez next summer to come and visit her, she would be so thrilled to meet you.  

Alex, having already snagged Eloise’s number, flashes her a brilliant smile and quietly said “Call you later” followed by a wink.  Eloise’s cheeks are flushed with a red hue - a knowing smile formed on her lips, followed by “à bientôt, Alex”.

The men departed the store, both grinning like two idiots, totally in love - or lust depending on the brother.  If they had managed to sober up at all after lunch, you couldn’t really tell at this point…both seemed to be almost reeling, beaming with their own individual images in their minds of what the coming evening might hold. 

William takes in some of the scenery on the way back to Villa Margarido.  The cab ride thankfully is quick as a nervous-excitement begins to build in William’s stomach.  He has given you gifts before, but this set - these specific pieces - mean something so much more.  It’s undeniable now, he knows what he wants his future with you to look like.

The driver was pleasant and friendly, and given the kind of afternoon the brothers had, they tipped him generously - excessively even.  The driver thanked them profusely, secretly hoping to have them as repeat clients.  William and Alex’s mood continued to elevate as they breezed through the glass front entrance doors, stopping only for William to tuck his purchases away, and they made their way towards the lively conversations taking place on the large poolside terrace.   

Despite the dinner hour approaching, the hot July sun still hangs in the cloudless, azure skies  and is nowhere close to setting.  Light permeates every square inch of one of the spacious, white living rooms embellished with red accents throughout, which bordered the expansive and modern kitchen.  The private chef that was included for the duration of the week, Marco, greets Alex and William with fist bumps and animated repartee.  You had all established with Marco when you arrived that you wanted him to feel like an extended member of the family, which seemed to suit Marco’s personality just fine.  

William peered over the island to see the multiple creations that Marco had in store for tonight’s multi-course dinner.  Hunger pangs hit William suddenly, and he sneaks a piece of grilled homemade focaccia with cherry tomato and fresh burrata.  Marco catches him in the act and with a strong Italian accent, he tells William his hockey career will be over if he does it again.  Marco erupts in laughter, as does William while complimenting the chef with his mouth full.  They leave the chef to continue with his prep work and make their way out to the large, light stone terrace. 

William spots you sitting beside Camilla and Michael; Camilla is stretched out on a lounge chair and Michael sits at the end on the same chair, tenderly rubbing her calves and feet.  The three sisters are wading in the pool as they discuss the scandals of late in the competitive world of women’s tennis and within their respective circle of friends.  You seemingly had just gotten out of the pool, your toned and tanned body still had water beading on your chest and arms as it dripped down from your long, slicked back hair.  

Two thoughts converged in William’s mind; the first thought being that nothing could make him happier than seeing you relaxing with his parents and thoroughly enjoying each other’s company, and the second thought, he wished you two were alone so he could throw you over his shoulder, stretch you out on the nearest comfortable surface and go completely feral on you.  ‘Fuck’ William thought to himself as he scanned your features, willing the uprising in his shorts to calm down. 

Everyone’s attention redirects to Alex and William’s arrival, the conversations now switch to greetings.  The men walk around the pool’s edge towards you and his parents and the questions start flying about how their day was.  The three sisters wade to the opposite edge of the pool, propping their elbows up on the warm stone to allow them to participate in the conversation. 

Alex spots Stephanie; he discreetly dips his foot into the pool and in one swift motion, he flicks water in her face.  Before she can complain, Alex cuts her off with a low “vote me off the island…you’ll go before me there, sunshine”.   

The two other girls in the pool splash water back at Alex, missing him by a mile.  He sets down his things on a table close by while greeting you and his parents. Giggles and laughter erupt when Alex suddenly rips his shirt off and with shorts and flip flops on still, does a cannonball into the water and promptly bombards Stephanie with the miniature tsunami that the jump, and his frame, generated.  

Whoops and hollers echo all around and even Marco came out from the kitchen onto the upper balcony to chime in when he heard the commotion.  You laughed and applauded at the sibling chaos, and finally afterward, you were able to cast your eyes on your beloved man.  Your gaze meets Williams, followed by wide grins and soft hellos.  Your heart already racing, William leans over and kisses you gently.  He tastes so exquisite that you are desperate to slide your tongue against his, but not with his parents and siblings as an audience.  You cradle his face with one hand, and quietly ask, while his face is still close to yours, if he had a good day.  “Very, very good” was William’s response as leaned in for one more kiss.  You place a dry towel for him to sit down on the lounge chair with you, and as he sits, you and Camilla resume chatting.  William began telling the three of you about the super yachts that he saw at the port, where they went for lunch and what they had, and how girl crazy Alex seems to be here.  Camilla and Michael look at each other with a knowing smile and then chuckle at William.  

He was just about to mention Alex meeting Eloise but he stopped himself, not wanting to give away the location of where they met her.  You saw him stifle himself but you quickly looked past it as he continued to answer more questions about his day.

Marco reappears on the upper deck and in his booming voice announces that dinner will begin in an hour.  The group all shout thank-you’s back and Marco bows down in an exaggerated, grandiose manner.

You finish your water and the remainder of your cocktail while the surrounding conversations begin to wind down.  Having multiple layers of sunscreen baked onto your skin throughout the day, you’re looking forward to a warm shower, preferably not alone, before dinner is served.  

You excuse yourself, being the first to retreat to your room.  William helps you gather a few things and explains that he needs to talk with his parents for a couple of minutes and he’ll be in soon.  You kiss him softly on the cheek and affectionately tell the group you will see them at dinner as you depart.  

You enter the villa and see Marco working away in the kitchen like a conductor in front of an orchestra.  The aroma of the various dishes that everyone will be enjoying this evening fills the air, and with wide eyes, you simply say “Oh my gosh, Braaaavo Marco” praising him and his incredible talents as a chef.  As you walk by the floor to ceiling windows that look out over the pool and terrace, you see the Nylander family gathered around William while he speaks.  It’s none of your business but there’s something…it’s not quite suspicious or unsettling…but whatever intuition you’ve been bestowed is giving you a funny feeling in your stomach that the discussion might very well be about you.

You softly pad across the bedroom while thoughts swirl around in your mind, wondering what Wiliam was talking about with his family. 'It’s none of your business' you tell yourself as you undress and step into the walk-in shower in the ensuite of your bedroom.

You turn on the shower, the rainfall shower head envelops you in streams of warm water.  Exhaling deeply, you lean your head back as the water gently pulsates against your face. You slick back your long curly hair which is now stretched out and hangs low, touching the cheeks of your ass.

You hear William enter the bedroom and shortly thereafter, he appears at the ensuite door wearing just his shorts.  He watches you with keen interest, a small grin appears on his face once you spot him.

You gather your ample breasts in your hands, not really doing much to cover them, looking at him with a look of faux sheepishness on your face.

“Um, excuse me….have we met?” you look at him with a slight grin.

“Oh…we’ve met…” William said cheekily.  He removes his shorts, his cock already appearing rigid.  He steps into the shower and his hands waste no time encircling your waist, landing on your round ass, pulling you into him.  

“You sure?” you say, teasingly.  

Your hands release your breasts, your nipples hard and protruding against William’s chest.  You glide your fingertips down from his shoulders, along his biceps, around to his lower back, finally settling your hands on his muscular backside. You scan his face as you gently sway your hips so the area above the slit of your pussy comes into contact with his penis. Your flesh brushes against the tip of his cock and incites a low groan from his mouth.  You feel the growing pressure of his erection against you and instinctively, you bite your lower lip as your own pressure intensifies between your thighs.

Your eyes are fixed on his mouth, the natural and sensual curves of his lips beg for a slow and passionate kiss.  William lowers his head, your mouths almost connecting, breathing each other in before succumbing to your primal urges.  Your kiss is deep and passionate, the longing you’ve had for William all day is now being unleashed and is completely untamed.  Hands begin to feverishly grasp at each other as the water streams over your interlaced bodies.  The taste of William’s mouth further ignites your already desperate need to devour all of him.  

It’s the second time today William felt intoxicated.  God, he needed you so badly.  The way your body felt pressed against his drove him wild; it always has.  The moans that escaped your lips alongside your murmurs in his ear of loving, wanting and needing him so much, nearly put him off balance.

You break from the kiss, your mouth descending down his body, leaving a trail of licks and kisses from his jawline, down over his neck, across his collarbones, and down toward his torso.  You worked your way further down his body, turning him around so the water from the shower is hitting his back.  You are on your knees now, his fully erect dick right in your line of sight, ready for the taking.  

“It looks like Wild Bill is happy to see me,” you purr as your lips ghost the tip of his cock.   Nicknames weren’t necessarily your thing, but one night in his bed, early on in your sex-plorations with William, the name ‘Wild Bill’ rolled off your tongue in reference to his cock after he had made you cum so hard that you thought you might pass out. 

You looked up at Williiam as he mutters “Fuck” , leaning his head back under the steady stream of water, his cock now throbbing with the anticipation of your next move.  

Torturously slow, you gently take the tip of his dick in your mouth. As the taste of William’s pre-cum hits your tongue, the nerve-endings throughout your pussy are electrified.  Streams of water continue to flow down his body, weaving paths along the protruding veins of his thick member.  

You run your hands up the back of his calves and then further up to his muscular thighs.  You’re in complete awe of his body as you caress the intricate designs of his muscle mass in his legs, his ass and that fucking perfect “V” on his lower torso.  As your hands continue to walk over his lower body, your long tongue continues to lap and stroke the head of his cock, encouraging more of the pearlized fluid to seep from the tip.  

William was starting to lose control.  You heard a strained moan and could feel the muscles in his body tighten and compress.  Your right hand firmly grips him around the girth of his beautiful thick cock and you guide it into your mouth.  Your tongue naturally moves along the underside of his shaft, and you accept his full length into your mouth again and again.  Your hand stroking and manipulating his shaft and balls compliment the expert work done by your mouth.  William clenches his jaw while a series of indiscernible words, possibly in Swedish, pour out of his mouth.  

“Jesus….fucking….Christ…Y/N…fuuuuck” WIlliam stammers as he begins to buck his hips to a faster rhythm.  More and more, you taste his arousal on your tongue.  You raise your body up slightly while remaining on your knees, your mouth never leaving his member.  The slight change in angle as you continue to work his manhood is marked by a long agonizing growl from his mouth.  One of William’s hands clutches a mass of your wet hair while the other hand presses against the marble wall of the shower for stability.  William’s thighs begin to twitch and his hips continue to pump his cock into your mouth in rapid, shallow movements.  

“Shit, Y/N - I’m cumming!” William bellows as he grabs the back of your head and fully erupts into your mouth; you allow the thick streams of his cum to slide down your throat.  Your hands are splayed on his hips, your fingertips press into his flesh as the involuntary jerking motions from his powerful orgasm subsides.  You gently grab the base of his penis to hold it steady as you slowly withdraw him from your mouth.  You hold the weight of his cock gingerly in your hand as you gaze up at him, smiling innocently.  His soaking wet hair has fallen forward as his head hangs, his chin towards his chest, allowing the water to hit the back of his neck.  His breathing is almost back to normal as he opens his eyes and sees you still kneeling in front of him.  

William extends his hands to you, interlacing your fingers with his, giving you some extra leverage as you stand up.  He wraps his strong arms around you and angles his head into the crook of your neck, the warm water creating a steam bath of sorts.

“You’re incredible, Y/N” William said as he grazes his lips along your neck, up toward your ear.  

Knowing you were left without any kind of release for yourself, William tells you how he’s got something special planned for you later on this evening.   Despite the warmth of the shower, his low voice purring in your ear sends a shiver down your spine, your clit now aching for his attention. You kiss him, moaning softly as your tongues connect while your hands continue to follow the expanse of each other’s bodies.

Sensing Wild Bill is getting aroused again, as well as yourself, you affectionately remind William that dinner’s going to be ready soon, and you don’t want to advertise to everyone what you two have been up to by arriving to the table late.

“We could skip dinner,” William said, raising an eyebrow as he hands you the shampoo for your hair.

“Mmmmm….I know it’d be totally worth it, but I’m fucking starving now…did you see what Marco made?” you smiled.

“I swiped one of those burrata things…it was pretty fucking good” William said before he’s immerses himself back under the shower head to rinse.

You stood there for a moment, finally responding with “You’re lucky he didn’t break one of your fingers for doing that you know” you quip.

William decided not to mention the (empty) threat Marco made about ending his hockey career after he lifted one of his creations.  In true Willy Styles form, William simply responded “Nah…he loves me”.   A wide grin appears on your face as you shake your head.  You don’t say anything else; you’ve known William long enough to know when he’s harmlessly stretching the truth.

You and William quickly finish showering, both of you stealing little kisses and touches while chatting about various moments throughout the day.  

You were trying to decide on something fairly simple to wear when William motions toward a white off-the-shoulder shirt, suggesting for you to ‘show off your tan’.  You grab the shirt and match it with a long and flowy white cotton skirt accented with lace embroidery and some simple low-heeled cross-tie sandals.  You tie your long locks into a low, loose bun at the nape of your neck, allowing some tendrils of hair to fall, framing your face.  William looks amazing as usual in just a nice t-shirt and shorts.  You curl your toes when he comes up behind you as you open the door to exit your bedroom, the scent of his cologne literally making you weak in the knees.  

“Jeeeesus, William” you say, turning to face him.  You start nuzzling his neck and you wrap your arm around his waist, pulling yourself towards him.  “Actually, maybe we could skip dinner, or just have it delivered outside here…I can give you more oral pleasure, monsieur William…” you say with a heavy French accent.  You smile mischievously while William rubs his hand over his face, and follows by a barely audible “fuck me…”.  The two of you take a deep breath,  intertwine your fingers and head out to the outdoor dining area, miraculously right on time. 

Everyone, including Marco, are seated at the table; the soft lightning further deepens the sun-kissed skin tones of the smiling faces that greet you and William.

The dinner conversations, as they always are at a Nylander gathering, are lively and animated and full of laughter.  You and Marco being the only non-relatives sitting at the table revelled in their family dynamic and ate up their stories as voraciously as the divine food.

At the end of the multiple course dinner, you could hear the collective sigh of pure contentment and satisfaction from the group.  You stood up and raised your glass, proposing a toast.  The wine had hit you a little more than expected but your words of praise and admiration for Marco and the Nylanders were heart-felt and the expressions on the faces of your audience simply beamed.  You sat back in your chair and William leaned in close and kissed you by your ear, sending tingles up your spine.  He reached one arm around your waist and pulled you in closer.  ‘Ha..he’s tipsy…he’s gonna be such slut tonight in bed’ you thought, chuckling to yourself.

“What’s so funny?” William softly mumbles in your ear.

 You shake your head, stifling a grin that eventually breaks wide open.  “I’m just happy,” you said quietly.  

Before William could respond, Michael rose from his chair.

He raises his glass, eloquently giving accolades to Marco and welcoming him into the Nylander family.  The group cheers and glasses clink together; everyone takes a generous sip of their drinks.  

“Now, Y/N.  I am truly speechless when I think of your generosity.  Throughout these past months, when William tells me of all the amazing things you think of doing for him, for his team, for anyone it seems, I am truly awestruck.  Camilla and I, the girls, and Alex are so happy that you and William found each other again.  I can see it every time you’re around each other…it’s so apparent how much love you share, how much love is felt between you…I know it because that’s how I feel about Camilla.  I recognize it when I see the way you look at each other.”

You try to swallow but the lump in your throat is working against you.

“To say thank you, we have a gift which I hope shows you how much we truly appreciate what you’ve done for our family”.  

You hadn’t noticed Marco leave the table; as he returned to the patio, he handed Michael a longer, rectangular velvet box.  Michael approaches you and places the gift  in your hands.  You hear murmurs around the table in anticipation of the gift’s unveiling.  

As gently pry the box open, the sparkle of what looks like a billion diamonds dance in your line of sight.  Your cheeks are flushed and you let out an audible gasp as you look at the exquisite bracelet before you.  

William takes the box from your hand and gingerly places it around your wrist, followed by a long but tasteful kiss.  

“I’m just overwhelmed,” you shook your head, fighting back tears.  “I don’t have the words…I can’t think of the perfect words right now - this is so unbelievably breathtaking.  Thank you all so much”.  

“To Y/N!” Marco cheers.

“To Y/N!” the Nylanders toast in unison.

Hugs ensue and the ladies surround you to get a closer look at the expensive bracelet.   

More wine is poured and eventually, everyone begins to clear the table to make room for the dessert tasting menu Marco has prepared.  

‘No other night has ever felt this enchanting’ you mused, soaking in the warmth of the evening sea breeze and the loving atmosphere that surrounds you.  

You can feel William’s gaze and as you turn to face him, he tenderly holds your wrist, angling the position so the lighting hits all the stones at once.  

You lean into him, kissing along his jawline up to his ear. “It’s gorgeous, William…”

“Do you wanna take Pablo for a walk?  We can just take him around the property…I’m stuffed so I’m not sure I could go any further anyway” William said, tapping his abdomen.  

“Let me go change my shoes - be right back”.  Feeling a little buzzed from the wine, you slowly pull his body toward you and kiss him seductively and sensually, your tongue searching for his.  Your hands slide up his toned chest and with that simple movement, you start to feel that ever familiar sensation between your thighs as that touch conjures up images of him being inside of you.   

“Jesus - can you guys just not?  I’m in blue-ball hell and then I have to sit next to my big brother as he eye-fucks his girlfriend all night. I was trying to enjoy my dinner for fuck sakes.” Alex said as he poured another glass of wine.  

You give Alex an apologetic look; you know it’s been a bit bumpy for him lately.  You walk over to him and give him a little side-hug squeeze.  Alex draped his arm over your shoulder; a wide grin full of mischief forms on his face. “You know, Y/N…you could just trade him in for the more handsome and younger model…”

Camilla swats her second born lightly on his arm as she comes up behind him to grab her glass of wine. She jokingly scolds him in Swedish, followed by a quick kiss on the cheek and grabs your hand, rescuing you from the conversation.  You stand chatting with Camilla, finishing off the last remnants of wine from your own glass.  You turn to see the brothers clowning around jostling into one another yanking at each other’s shirts.  With every movement, their muscular legs, arms and backs are on full display; you shake your head as you excuse yourself and head inside to freshen up.  Glancing back at the boys still horsing around, you laugh to yourself thinking ‘this family is too fucking perfect’. 

You return a few minutes later and greet Pablo with a couple of his favourite dog treats.  The mere mention of the word ‘walk’ has Pablo running and jumping around in anticipation.  

“You ready?  OK….break!” giving Pablo the familiar command that he can run around as fast as he can go.  You step shoeless into the lush and manicured grass that surrounds the terrace; the heat of the day has now dissipated and you welcome the coolness from the earth against the bottom of your feet.  You stand there for a moment watching Pablo as he darts about and a wide smile adorns your face with the adoration you have for him.  

The sun is beginning to set; the once bright, giant orb now resembles a fireball blazing deep orange hues as it recedes into the horizon.  William stands beside you taking in the mesmerizing view.  You begin to walk together; your fingers loosely intertwined as you meander around the property.  You and William often share quiet, serene moments where just being in each other’s presence fills you both with such bliss.   More often than not, those tranquil moments when it's the two of you together eventually give way to fits of giggles and lively storytelling.  

William leads you to a long and wide bench covered by pergola; sheer white curtains surround the loveseat and large, soft cream-coloured pillows line the back rest.  Pablo is in full zoomie-mode as he jumps up on the bench and leaps off again, running in figure-8 patterns on the lawn.   

William sits down and slides himself back so his muscular legs extend to the full length of the bench.  You see him lift his hips to pull an object from his back pocket, presumably his phone.  It’s odd that he slips the object between the pillow and the side of his leg, but in all honesty, you’re not focusing on that as he motions for you to straddle him.  The bench is wide enough that you have no trouble comfortably positioning yourself as he desired; the pressure in your core is rising, as is William’s cock as you gently lower yourself onto him.  You can feel a very distinct bulge at your scantily clad entrance and you arch your back, pressing your need against his erection.  Although the curtains have numerous layers of gauze fabric, it does little for true privacy as it wouldn’t take long for anyone that happened to walk by to know what business you two are up to.  

Your lips lock together; kissing though giddy smiles as hands wander over each of your bodies.

“I’ve got something for you too - a gift” William murmurs in your ear.

“Mmmm - really?  I can feel it” you said softly, your lips ghosting his neck.

You can feel William smile.  “Yeah…not just that though….something else”.

You sit up more, still straddling him, as William reaches between the cushions and pulls out another long, velvet box.

Your eyes grow wide and your cheeks flush with the sudden rush of emotion.   

He opens the box for you and the sight of the necklace has you covering your mouth from the overall surprise of the gift.    

“William….this is too much….it’s absolutely stunning…” you gasp, your eyes still wide as they scan William’s smiling face.

You feel patches of heat radiating through your face and neck; between the wine and the presentation of this exquisite gift, you hope your deep tan covers the blotches that usually decorate your neck under circumstances like these.

“You like it, right? The design caught my eye….and there’s a history to it that made me think of you and me.  That’s what the design is called - Toi et Moi”, William explains, his smile growing wider with each second.

Tears well in your eyes.  It had definitely been a long and winding road for your and William to get to this very moment.

“Oh my god - William….seriously….it’s exquisite - stunning – gorgeous… I- I honestly can’t find the perfect word - I am seriously overwhelmed here” you said just above a whisper.  

You lean over and kiss him gently at first, but the magnitude of his gift has you almost feeling breathless as your kisses deepen.

“Let me put it on you” William smiled softly, breaking from the kiss.

You slide off of him and turn so your back is facing him.  You gather your hair in your hands and lift it to not allow the necklace to tangle in your long curls.  

“Beautiful” William said in a low tone; he’s directly behind you; his breath tickles the sensitive area along your slender neck.  You reach behind so your hands lightly glide alongside his body.

He places the necklace on your neck, laying it gently across your skin and closes the clasp.

Your hand instinctively goes to your neck; you fingers lightly graze the perfectly cut diamonds.  You turn around and look at William; you’re certain you might very levitate right then and there and just float away. 

“I might be able to come up with something better than a simple thank-you a little later - my brain is overloaded in the most amazing way right now though.  Thank you, William…aside from you, this is the most amazingly gorgeous thing I have ever seen….and the bracelet - my god, I am completely stunned by all of this”.

“I just wanted to make sure you know how much you - everything you do - how much it means to me.  I’ll never be able to think of all the ways, like - all the different things, the kindness that is just there in you…fuck, everything you do just blows me away.”  

William knows he’s not great with words and sometimes he struggles with expressing exactly what he feels but all he can do is try, and hope that you know that he’s yours, totally and completely.

The sun has almost completely dipped out of sight; there are streaks of orange and red that help illuminate the incoming clouds in shades of purple.  The tall coniferous trees that line the property are all but cloaked in black, contrasted by the subtle lights that dot the various pathways.  

After the long, luscious kisses and loving embraces have paused (at least for the moment), the two of you walk slowly back to the villa, even more in love than when you left.  You enter through the already open doors off of the terrace.  The family have gathered in the large living room and as usual, they are laughing with hints of that unique and wonderful Nylander laugh, at a story that Michael is telling Marco about playing hockey.  It’s not that the story was necessarily comedical: Michael was animatedly explaining one of his most serious injuries, a broken neck of all things.  The laughter was at Marco’s expense with his heightened levels of shock and horror at Michael’s very descriptive recollection of the trauma.

Alex appears from the hallway that leads to the bedrooms, freshly showered and looking devastatingly handsome.  There’s a collective “Oooooo” as he strides past the group and he smiles and shakes his head in response.  You catch the scent of his cologne as he walks past you and lean into your man standing next to you and inhale his own tantalizing fragrance.   

Alex is on his way to meet Eloise and as he runs out the door, he hollers back to the family to not wait up for him.  It’s a clear indication what he has in store once he meets Eloise tonight.

The rest of the family is following Marco to a music festival in town.  Marco implores that you and William join them this evening but William, seeing a rare opportunity to have the villa to yourselves, politely declines.  

Camilla catches a glimpse of your new piece of jewellery and her eyes light up with a mix of love for her son, and admiration for you.  She hugs you both and quietly says “I’ll distract Marco and the others, you both just go hide until we leave”.  She gives you a knowing smile and glides over to the kitchen, and calls Marco and the others over for a quick shot of Sambuca before they depart for the evening.

You both stealthily walk past the family and head into your bedroom, closing the door quietly behind you.  Almost if on cue, you overhear Camilla saying you and William were exhausted and have already gone to bed.  She wasn’t entirely fibbing….you and William had gone to bed, just not to rest.  

You and William made full use of the empty villa, testing the acoustics in various places until you both finally collapsed from “exhaustion”.

[mywifealhaitham]

- febuary 11th. ever since you met alhaitham you had that date marked on your calendar. Birthdays to you were just another day where something interesting happens. Sometimes you'll go to a party or buy a gift but other than that your daily schedule wasn't ruined. However when it comes to celebrating a birthday for someone you really loved you were excited. you get to go places you wouldn't go to but he goes to alot since it's his favorite, you get to eat foods that normally you don't choose to eat but he eats it when it's available because it's his favorite. Everything today will be in favor of him, alhaitham. you loved him with your whole heart like he loved you with his. All these thoughts raced through your head making you ignore the peaceful situation you were in. It as early morning the sun peeking over the horizon and the birds stretching their wings and butterflies are bathing in the early morning dew on every leaf. the weather was perfect, a warm day with a slight breeze to cool you off. everything was perfect for today. you were comfortably snuggled up in your lovers arms as he peacefully slept. you admired his sleeping face dreamily, he looked ethereal with just a bit sunlight shining on his face, it was perfect. your eye shifted on the small calender on the nightstand just behind alhaithams figure, today's date was february 11th. it was going to be a perfect day because you got to spend time with your favorite person on the perfect day.

this whole thing I just vomited my love for alhaitham tbh I LOVE HIM SO MUCH!!!

btw later today I'll work on some requests!!

[lady-of-imladris]

CHAPTER 9 - SOMEWHERE IN THE HAZE

Synopsis: Preparations for the imminent battle are made, but when they arrive at Dol Guldur, complications arise.

Word count: 2.1k

Pairings: Thranduil/OC

Warnings: Violence

Additional tags: it's getting angsty over here!

Link to the chapter overview

Lmao sorry I forgot to post this yesterday but what a lucky coincidence because I can now say: HAPPY BIRTHDAY @fenharel-enaste ! You live too far away for me to give you a physical gift so I dedicate this chapter to you my lovely friend <3

It turned into something bigger Somewhere in the haze, got a sense I'd been betrayed Your finger on my hair pin triggers - The Great War (Taylor Swift)

The messengers from Imladris and Lothlorien returned fast and with news that was better than the King and Queen had dared to hope. Elrond, Celebrían, Celeborn and Galadriel were on their way. With their armies. Ana could have wept for joy that they would not need to face this threat alone. She had gone over their potential strategies again and again and again, consulting old maps of Amon Lanc, reports from scouting parties, reimmersing herself in battle strategies employed by their enemy. Thranduil was in awe. He had known for quite some time that his wife had been the mind behind some of their most successful assaults on Mordor during the Dagor Dagorlad, but seeing her in action was something entirely different.

The other four elven leaders arrived two days before the agreed-upon date of the attack for some last preparations. In Celebrían’s case, it entailed wrangling the twins, as well as Legolas, Elrond was examining the body of the elven soldier who had been turned into an orc and killed by Queen Anarríma. Celeborn, Galadriel, Ana and Thranduil busied themselves with the upcoming battle. The Lord of Lorien was beaming with pride. His daughter’s strategy was perfect. Their first evening together was celebrated with a family dinner full of laughter and joy. Legolas was beyond excited to have his cousins around and they spent the better part of the evening chasing each other around the halls.

The night before the battle looked different. Everyone was silent and withdrew to their private quarters immediately after dinner. Ana and Thranduil tucked Legolas into bed together that night, wanting to spend every last second with their son. “Nana, Ada?” the little elf asked hesitantly. “Yes, my little leaf?” The Queen sat down on the bed. “Why do you have to go?” Anarríma choked back her tears, and Thranduil sighed deeply. She felt his nails digging into her shoulders. He took over. “Ion-nin, that is a very complicated thing to explain, but we are doing this to protect our people. As King and Queen that is our duty. You will understand it one day.”

When Legolas had finally fallen asleep, Thranduil and Anarríma went to bed, lying next to each other, staring at the ceiling. Her hand found his. “Whatever happens tomorrow-” “Don’t.” Thranduil could not bear to hear it. They would outnumber the orcs. They would win. They had to. “Whatever happens tomorrow,” she tried again, “I love you.” “Please stop,” his voice was shaking. ‘Whatever happens tomorrow, I love you, my son.’ Those had been Oropher’s words the night before his death. The Elvenking was afraid. He could not bear to lose her. His Queen, his wife, the mother of his child.

Neither of them wanted to sleep, so they spent the night exchanging kisses and softly whispered words of love, chatting about entirely unimportant matters. It did not matter what they talked about, they just talked. Anarríma laid her head on her husband’s chest, letting Thranduil play with her hair and enjoying the vibrations of his chest caused by his voice as he told her of his childhood in Doriath, the first time he and Celeborn got drunk, of the day Celeborn first saw Galadriel and knew that he loved her, of Lúthien Tinúviel and her mortal lover, and many other things. In return, she told him about the few memories she had of Gondolin, of her happy childhood in Lorien, the time of the war against Sauron before they met and the battles they had never talked about before. The night passed too quickly.

They got up again before the sun had fully risen, eating a quick breakfast before getting ready for another war. Breakfast was quiet, no one knew what to say, so they just sat in uncomfortable silence. The Queen would have given anything to spend this morning with the soldiers instead. She found her mind going back to the mornings before important battles during the war against Sauron, sitting on the floor of a large tent together with her father and his soldiers, the tension so high it could have cut Mithril, until one of them, an elf who had fought in the War of Wrath made a joke. Anarríma could not recall the joke, but she would always remember the relief she felt when the tent filled with laughter. One look over at her father, who was sitting across from her told her that in his mind, he was there as well.

Fastening the straps of her bracers felt a bit like meeting an old friend and catching up, the Queen realized to her horror. She had not worn a full set of armour since the war. Thranduil was lounging comfortably on a chaise. She had promised to let him braid her hair for her and he was holding her to that promise. Ana smiled to herself as she sat down on the floor in front of him. Thranduil was horrible when it came to braiding hair. It always took him an insane amount of time and the braids often looked messy, even when he did it on her. With his own hair, the King was even more hopeless, hence he kept it loose. Anarríma winced slightly when his fingers tugged on a strand of hair a bit too harshly.

“Goheno nin,” Thranduil chuckled nervously, “and thank you. For putting up with me.” Ana reached up to put her hand on his thigh. “You are getting better at this. Give it another millennium or two.” The King grinned smugly. “Well, I think I did a pretty decent job this time.” Ana got up and walked to the mirror. Decent was an understatement. The two braids over her ears looked perfect and felt secure, as did the long fishtail braid he had created with the rest of her hair. “Thranduil!” Ana turned around and threw her arms around his neck. “How?” “I’ve been secretly practising on our son,” he admitted. Ana hid her laughter. “Thranduil, how could you? The poor child!” “Don’t worry,” he held up his hand in defence, “I bribed him with sweets and he was a very willing test subject.” Ana shook her head in disbelief. “We should finish getting dressed.”

“There’s one last thing missing,” Thranduil said, when Ana stood there, in her full armour, all her weapons secured. She looked at him expectantly as he set a box down on her vanity, taking off the lid to reveal the crown of dragon scales, gleaming in the candlelight like thousands of stars. “I killed a dragon for you, Ana. Let this serve as a reminder that whatever beast we encounter today, I will slay for you as well.” She bowed slightly, letting him put the crown on her head. Ana needn’t have bowed, Thranduil was much taller than her anyway, but at that moment, it felt right to bow to him. He might be her husband, but he was also her King.

Soldiers, servants and courtiers alike bowed and curtsied deeply as their King and Queen walked by, armed and ready for battle. Many had risen early to say their goodbyes, Celebrían among them. “I never understood how you can be comfortable in such a thing.” The Lady of Imladris gestured all over her sister’s ornate armour. Anarríma rolled her eyes. “It’s not designed for comfort, Brí, it’s supposed to protect me.” “By Eru, I hope it does,” Celebrían murmured and hugged her sister tightly.

“Shall we?” Galadriel and Celeborn emerged, armed to their teeth. Try as she might, the Lady of Imladris could not tell who of the four bore the most weapons, each of them carrying multiple blades openly. “Elrond is waiting outside already. Come back to me. All of you,” Celebrían instructed, hugging each of them for a moment longer than expected. “After all,” she continued, “my daughter will need her grandparents and aunt and uncle.” Ana could not believe it. Her sister was pregnant. Again. After a moment of shock, they congratulated her and Galadriel scolded her for dropping such big news on them when they were already running late, but Celebrían merely laughed and sent them off.

The armies advanced through the forest quietly and efficiently. It was almost muscle memory for all of them. Every single soldier who joined them had also fought in the Dagor Dagorlad. None had been keen to fight in another battle, but in the end, all of them had volunteered to keep their kingdoms safe. The journey was smooth and they effortlessly took out any orc scouting troops they came close to. Ana had predicted their general locations almost flawlessly. The armies got into position, surrounding Dol Guldur, remaining hidden in the trees. The King and Queen were no fools. They were well aware that the orcs knew of their coming. The only thing left to do was lure them out.

They looked every bit the warriors they were as they walked over the bridge. Thranduil offered Anarríma his arm as if he were escorting her to a ball. She gracefully accepted. They were halfway across the bridge when the enemy appeared before them. Three orcs, each looking more cruel than the other. “Do you have a death wish, elves?” one of them snarled. “We come to negotiate the terms of surrender,” Thranduil offered politely. The sound of laughter carried far into the forest. “Giving up your forest so easily, elfling?” Thranduil felt Ana’s grip on his arm tighten. His wife was angry. “Get out of this forest or by Eru, I swear we will destroy you.” Thranduil had never heard his wife speak like this. If he were the orc, he would run.

The orc grinned maliciously. “Do you really think we are not prepared? Do you really think we don’t know that you brought the Witch of Loríen and the Half-Elf with you? Maybe you should be the ones to run.” Thranduil shrugged. “I guess that concludes negotiations.” He raised his arm, signalling to his army. The three orcs fell to the ground, dead. The archers of Lasgalen were renowned for their skill. Their army advanced and the orcs started appearing out of nowhere. The King and Queen shared one last look before letting go of each other and drawing their swords. And then there was chaos.

Thranduil and Ana stayed together as long as possible but ended up being driven apart. Thranduil remained where the fighting was thickest, while Ana took her forces to more remote locations, watchtowers, dungeons, hidden passageways to try and drive the enemy towards them. She caught a glimpse of Thranduil when she looked out of a window, dead orcs littering the ground surrounding him. Galadriel and Celeborn had joined him. Galadriel met her daughter’s eyes for just a moment before refocusing her attention on the fighting.

Anarríma continued her raid of the ruins, rounding corner after corner at breakneck speed. She had reached the most remote part of Dol Guldur. The Queen was on her own now, she had left her soldiers behind to deal with the orcs. Something spurred her on, telling her to climb the tower. Her feet were moving of their own volition, carrying her up and up and up the winding staircase. The thought of returning to her soldiers crossed her mind, but was swiftly replaced by the compulsion to climb the stairs. As she walked by another window, she thought that she should go back outside and fight side by side with Thranduil, but when she was about to turn around and walk back down, she could not. Dread filled her entire body as she realized that there was only one way she could go. Up. She took a deep breath and walked up the last flight of stairs, sword clutched tightly and ready to strike as she entered the room at the top of the tower.

“Queen of Lasgalen,” a whisper arose around her. “At last, you have come to me.” She whipped around, trying to locate the source, but she was alone. Trap, it was a trap. She never should have come here. Ana sprinted towards the exit but was blocked by a wall of black smoke. “No escape. Not for you.” The voice was taunting her. “Show yourself, coward,” she demanded, willing her voice to be steady. “As you wish.” The black smoke took shape. It stood before there, towering over her, sword drawn, but Anarríma could feel that it did not need a blade. Whatever the being before her was, it could kill her with half a thought. It was merely toying with its prey.

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[realityprofiler]

TAROT PAC - what will 2023 bring for you?

1….2…3

hii this is my first pac reading hope you enjoy!!

INSTRUCTIONS

look at all images and close your eyes. sit with them and pick which one you feel most drawn to.

ps… you can pick more than one if you feel drawn to them!

PILE 1

four of wands, the lovers, the sun

wow! 2023 is gonna be a great year for you pile 1. lots of love and romance this year. possibly a soulmate? wish i was making this up! (y’all are lucky hey!?) perhaps you’ll get invited to lots of parties this year or you’ll find your future romance at a party you go to this year. it’ll be super fun and you’ll be really satisfied with your partner. this year is gonna be your year. maybe there’s a celebration going on of some sorts? (birthday, graduation, etc) you’ll be really happy with family and friends gatherings. you might meet this future lover at a christmas party? (i’m getting that for some of you) others will be in the summer. if you’re working on a project this is a great year for completing and being satisfied in what you’re doing. lots of balance and happiness this year! go you pile 1 !!!

PILE 2

four of pentacles, five of cups rev, six of swords

this year you’ll complete a goal. this is something you’ve been working towards for a long time. when it comes you might be super possessive and insecure about it (perhaps it’s something material) spirit is saying to not be so greedy over material things. you’re gonna be financially stable if you aren’t already. it’s okay to be protective but don’t let it consume you. you’ll begin to mature and recover from your past. this could do something to do with past failures about your goal you’ll complete this year? have a proper acceptance of your past. it’s okay it didn’t work out before. everyday is a new start. no. a restart. remember these “failures” only made you more resilient. i’m also getting i should tell you that if something didn’t work out it’s because there’s something better coming! you’ll see!! once you get past this past hurt you’ll be able to accept the past and start moving forward!! the six of swords is all about leaving negative energy behind!! let go of whatever is holding you back, you’ve got this!

PILE 3

five of wands, ace of cups, the wheel of fortune.

inheritance im hearing IMMEDIATELY. it’s giving me knives out vibes?? perhaps that’s an important film for you pile 3. yeah conflict and disagreements within a group. (this could be a friend group as well) whoever y’all need to communicate what you want !!! communication is key. it’ll be hard since with the five of wands no one wants to listen to eachother. let everyone say what they want one by one… there’s lots of jealousy and greed here maybe you’re family is really unstable (aren’t they all?!?) i’m hearing, BE CIVIL. perhaps you’re going through a spiritual awakening this year and you’re learning to treat others the way you want to be treated. whatever emotional baggage you have you’ll be getting rid of it this year. it’ll give you a new perspective on this five of wands energy. turning over a new leaf? open up to love and communication. be optimistic and have faith in the universe!!!! some things we can’t control we can control how we react to things. find balance.

[queengiuliettafirstlady]

Sweet Surprises of Love

Sweet Surprises

Fandom: Ikemen Prince

Pairing: Luke x OC (Julie)

Prompt: Birthday

Tag: Gifts Established relationship Fluff Smut Minors DNI!!

Word Count  2.929

Author’s Note: A special day deserving to be celebrated as such for Luke and Julie, with a sweet and naughty surprise they will use to show one another the depth of their love. 🥰

Tag list

@kissmetwicekissmedeadly @aquagirl1978 

@nightghoul381 @william-rex @candied-boys @writingwhimsey

@fang-and-feather @wistfulwanderingone @rjthirsty

@ike-garden2024 @maeko-kun @rkmaru

You can find me on AO3 as QueenJuliet 😊

Thank you for everyone who will like, reblog, or comment please be gentle with me english is not my first language so please do not leave rude comments I apologise for eventual errors I hope you will like it 😊

It was a tepid late evening, the crickets melody resonated through the still air of the forest nestled between their villages, here hidden by the view there was a little cottage, a special love nest for two lovebirds who were walking lazily toward it hand in hand admiring the fireflies lightning the bushes making the atmosphere even more magical, idle chats and hearty laugh accompanied their journey toward their bedroom.

It was such a funny day, he almost regret having to go to sleep so soon but he bet she was tired almost like him, he layed lazily on his bed wearing nothing but the bottom part of his pyjama, after all it was such a warm night it was hard to wear anything else, he sighed dreamily looking out of the window thanking fate for the biggest gift he ever received, her love.

He was still mulling over how lucky he was, his heart bursting with love at the recollection of her smiling face as he showered her with gift he knew she would have loved, savouring still the sweetest taste of all that honey and strawberry treats her family cooked for them both, a sense of overwhelming happiness filing his heart to the brim as carefree laughs resonated in his mind, for once making him feel like he belonged somewhere, next to the only woman who has ever been there for him who was so brave to love him as much as he loved her in return the only one he took orders from the one who owned him whole, mind heart and body pledged to her and her alone her precious little princess the one he loved above anything else and he would have done everything to make her happy as she made him.

He was still wandering in his reveries when he heard the door of the dressing room open, lazily he trailed his gaze on her smiling at the prospect of seeing her wearing her usual soft and long sleeved nightgown she changed for a shorter one only well past June, but much to his surprise only  her sweet voice come out of the room, piquing his curiosity

"I have still one gift to give you but first I need you to close your eyes alright ?"

his hearty chuckle filled the air

"As you wish my Queen."

"Good, do not look or else you will get none." an hint of playfulness in his voice as he answered

"You are being sassy today ... I love it when you take control." she tip toed in the room, her steps muffled by the carpets he was to move his hand away from his eyes but he knew better than to challenge her stubborn lover, even if something told him she would have still gave him that gift if he disobeyed, but he wanted to be a good boy and please her and so he merely adjusted his fingers over his face, revelling in the excitement her surprise gift awoke in him.

Her soft voice reached his ear, eliciting obedience she knew she would have obtained

"You can open your eyes now." his hands whipped away from his eyes going to fist the sheets at her sight to tame his desire, his leaf green eyes widened in awe revelling in that astounding view while a blissful smile curled his lips, ignoring the pang of arousal going straight to his manhood making it throb painfully in his cage, no matter what she wore or what mood she was in she always looked gorgeous to him ... but now ... she was absolutely breathtaking, her clear voice pulling him out of his daze

"Do you like it ?" she was looking at him, her cheeks a soft shade of red, like the strawberries she loved so much, she looked expectantly at him, her fingers caressing the hem of her sleeves as the fabric glimmered under the moonlight making her look like a fairy, his voice soft hoarse with desire

"Oh Julie ... you are absolutely divine."

her tingling laugh took him back from his awe, a soft murmur escaping his lips as he was in a daze

"You are gorgeous."

she giggled moving her head oh so adorably up and down swinging back and forth on her feet, her soft full breast following her ever movements tantalizing him to shower his love upon her, to savour to the fullest that scrumptious gift she was so kindly giving him

"Did you pick it for me ?"

she nodded biting her bottom lip, unconsciously turning him on even more, her words sweeter than any honey engulfing his heart whole in love

"I wanted to spoil you rotten today." he sighed dreamily, revelling in all the love she would have poured onto him as he would have not shied away from doing the same.

He would have stared at her for hours, her voluptuous curves were hugged by an emerald satin negligé, His Queen was reclaiming her desires to be satisfied, and Oh he could not wait to get down to work on his job for once, he sighed softly tightening his fist on his pants, admiring how her gown ended just above her knees, while the long fluttering sleeves surpassed her knuckles, a light groan escaping his lips as his green eyes greedily took in the view of her bosom enriched by a deep neckline reaching between her breast with few laces, uncounsciously he moved his fingers unable to wait to unwrap them, licking his lips to tame his desire to kiss every inch of her soft skin, desire he had to not wait longer to transform into reality as she sensually tip toed toward the bed before taking her place on his legs, his fingers deftly unlacing her nightgown throwing it on his nightstand, desire flooding in his heart as he took his time to brush his fingers over all his beautymarks, with particular care to the one above her right breast mirror of his own, peppering little wet kisses all over her tender skin savouring the sweet light moan and mewl coming from her lips, craving to love her all through the night and well into dawn with all himself.

Not desiring to draw the wait any longer than what he already has, with no hesitation he kissed her passionately, his tongue entwined with her unusually submissive while his hands roamed freely on her body, he was to slide on top only to be pushed down by her tiny hands, reluctantly he broke the kiss only to stare at her, looking proudly at him from her position straddling his legs, feeling his hardened crotch brush on her nether region, free from her drawers she quickly discarded beforehand.

Her voice tender as she spoke of sultry desire with the charm of a goddess who had just pushed to his knees his most faithful servant, her eyes giving away all the affection swelling in her heart glimmering maliciously under the moonlight casting a spell on his already enraptured heart, pledging his whole body to her to do as she pleased

"I wanna spoil you today my Bday boy." her fingers soft as they slide on his lips

"It is not fair princess this is yours too."

"I know that my bear but you spoil me everyday."

a naughty smirk curled his lips, his eyes gleaming with affection as he spoke

"Ya know I love to spoil you rotten." her soft chuckle music to his ear he would have never get tired to hear

"I know and I love that, but today..." she leaned to leave a fleeting kiss on his lips

"Let me do this for you."

he sighed leaning back on the pillow giving up fighting her stubbornness, smiling in satisfaction at seeing her so dominant in bed, his heart bursting with all love he held for her, smoldering warmth melting him whole at the sensation of being loved so unconditionally.

She send him a sultry glance before kissing him softly, trailing her lips on his collarbone letting a trail of little wet kisses all over his body, leaving a love bite on the crook of his neck to be sure everyone know he was hers, the bold flame of love filled lust guiding her action as she trailed her lips to lick his nipples, rewarded by a deep sinful groan that sent a pang of arousal to her already needy core,  feeling him shudder as she slide down brushing kisses along her way, before reaching his soft navel letting her fingers tickle the curly red hair just above his undergarments seeing his eyes misty with lust barely hiding his impatience, her eyes crinkling with something tender and smugly satisfied  at the knowledge she had the same effect on him that he had on her, her heart swell with pride as she painfully slow rolled them down along his legs before carelessly throwing them on the floor.

Her eyes widening with lust, gazing greedily at his huge manhood standing proud, hard and throbbing between his soft thighs, not resisting the urge she brushed her thumb over his tip earning a low growl sending a pang of need in her soaked core, it was such an intoxicating sensation to be the one in command for once, to do as she pleased with him, to see him get all worked up because of her exactly like she was for him, she send him a sultry glance before slowly bend over him to lick its tip, savouring the few drops of cum sliding from it rolling on her tongue and down her throat, she licked her lips hungry for more smiling in satisfaction at him, staring into his eyes wide and dark with lust, she looked like a predator feasting on her prey and she had not intention of letting him go until they were both thoroughly satisfied.

She decided to ride on her boldness, not letting her self conscious side show up, she adjusted her position on his lap, slowly sanking to her knees feeling him slide inside throwing her head back at the sensation of his mighty girth parting her walls as soft needy moans resonated in the cozy room, sighing in relief as he sheat fully into her, he was a sight to behold, lips slightly parted as he panting while his leaf green eyes were now misty with lust, crinkled with affection as she caressed his brawny soft torso, before going to tickle her fingers on his hips earning few hearty chuckles music to her ear, seeing his smile brightening his gorgeous features mirroring her own filled her heart with the sheer warmth of the love bonding their hearts together.

Hesitantly she began to roll into him feeling him moving in sync with her, blissfully sweet delight was to become one, to feel all the barriers fall down around them as they melt and merge into one another.

He was delighted above words to be used like this for her own pleasure, her one and only Queen, a doll in her hands to do as she pleased, anything she desired he would have been to make her happy as she made him, to see that smile reward he yearned and craved since childhood, to feel that warmth only her unconditional love and acceptance provided him, his heart bursting with all the affection deep rooted in it, gawking in awe at her sensual curves roll back and forth on him, mesmerizing him to give in to all his deepest desires, unable to stand still he reached to massage her breasts revelling in the soft mewls escaping from her lips, turning into needy moans as he brushed his fingers on her nipples feeling them hardened under his touch, surrendering to his heart desires he dive in to suck on them, rolling his tongue on it getting it all nice and wet before gracing the other alike, coaxing ever so sweet moan of pleasure from her rosy lips, not hesitating to add in to the pleasure fastening his massage on her clit, feeling her juice dripping on his fingers making her see stars before pulling away, earning a fake pout from her lover soon turned into a sheepish smile as he shamelessly locked his gaze with hers while he licked them clean.

She tried to hide her blushed cheeks in the crook of his neck while his hips keep rolling slowly against hers earning ever so sweet mewls of pleasure from her rosy lips filling his heart with pride at the her praise for his boldness, her climax was approaching at every movement of his deft fingers massaging her clit, he felt as much ignoring it the feeling of his climax getting closer at every roll of their hips distracting himself leaving soft unhurried kisses on her hair making her giggles.

His lips travelled down to brush an achingly tender kiss on her forehead,  a subtle but steady sign of al the love and devotion he held for her, having learnt by heart her preference of any kind only to please her, that though alone warmed her heart unable to contain her love she begin to pepper soft kisses all over his shoulder reaching to his neck before melting her lips on his, taking him off guard as she entwined her tongue with his a battle for dominance she decide to let him win, reluctantly she pulled away nuzzling into his neck pleading him to satisfy her need a desire he did not shied way from fulfilling, she willingly gave up her place as he took advantage of her lowered guard to pin her down, slamming into her with the force of a tycoon sweeping away all coherent thought as she gripped his brawny back moaning his name at the clouds to make everyone knew she was his, luckily for them both their cottage was far enough from every house to risk disturbing anyone but the little animals of the forest.

She looked at him through misty eyes as her rosy lips begged to be kissed and so he did, melting his lips on her before letting his tongue entwine with hers, pulling away briefly to take breath before kissing her again and again, breathless and panting he broke the kiss leaning his forehead to hers taking in the bliss painting over her features as he felt her walls clenched tight around him covering his manhood with her sweet juice, earning ever so sweet moans of pleasure at his warm essence generously spill into her melting with her own oozing from her core painted white with his seed, bliss overcoming her features while his arms hugged her closer to his chest, smiling at the sensation of his lips leaving an achingly tender kiss on her temple, his whisper melting her heart

"I was born to love you." affection glimmering in his bright green eyes as he spoke the belief that had long taken root in his heart, admiring her chartreuse eyes shining with the same tender feeling mirror of his own while her sweet voice filled his heart to the brim with love

"I was born to be yours."

their feelings suggelled with a sweet slow kiss they pulled away from reluctantly.

He brushed his nose on hers, taking in the fairy giggle coming from her lips, leaning closer to her brushing his thumb over her cheeks locking their gaze together as his steady voice resonated in the cozy room followed by her sweet one

"Always together."

"Never apart."

"To protect you."

"And make you smile."

renewing the vow to the promise that first bound them together since they were children, their hearts beating in sync like one submerged with love he melted his lips on hers in a soft sweet kiss they savoured slowly.

Taking their time basking in the afterglow of their love making, their bodies still attached to one another when he pulled away from the kiss leaning his forehead to hers, murmuring softly

"You are the best birthday gift I could ever receive." her smile so bright to put the sun itself to shame lightened her gorgeous features at his heart spoken words

"And you are mine."

she leaned her head closer to him, admiring his bright green eyes sparkling with love and affection, free from the darkness that used to surround his heart brightened by the sheer warm light of their love, smiling at the sweetness of that tender pet name she loved as much as he loved his

"I love you way too much my princess."

"I love you too, so very much, my bear."

bathing in the blissful warm happiness of their love, a carefree smiles curling their lips, he hugged her close to him reveling in her affection as she nuzzled better into his chest, he bend over to left a reverent kiss full of devotion on her forehead feeling her soft lips brush over his heart melting him whole, the light breeze sweeping over them safely covered by a light green blanket, the aster only witness to their love gossip of the forest animals as the two lovebirds drift asleep together hugged to one another, mirroring the bear couple standing still amidst other plushies on their chest drawers the first gift they gave one another when they were children, priceless treasure of a love that kept growing sweeter each day more, irresistible temptation they did not shied away to give in, indulging in that affection, sheer untamed adoration interlocking them beyond reason, soulmates destined to be, bounded together for all eternity like a bear to honey.

[urdamage]

✧ it was cruel that leaf’s birthday fell on such a bitterly cold day , every single year . his mood was dampened because of it every morning he woke up on the eighteenth day of the twelfth month ; all he wanted to do was his favourite things to celebrate the day , but there was no warm grass to roll around in , no lake to soothe his scorching skin as he played in the sun , no abundance of wildflowers to admire and ethically pick to decorate the inside of his van . he had to be uncomfortably bundled up in layers that felt restrictive , he had to wipe frost off of his windows , and he often struggled to keep himself from losing feeling in his freezing extremities . 

that was cruel to a previous version of leaf , but now , the word cruel had a whole new meaning . this year , the weather was the last thing on his mind when he woke up on his twenty-third birthday . this year , he woke up nestled in the warmth and the safety of florian’s apartment , in the cosy bed beside his love , who gently ran fingers down the freckled back with the great , still healing wound down it . it mightn’t have been summer , but things were bright , and the fact that there was a blizzard to be seen through the curtains that florian kept open - as he knew his partner enjoyed to look out into nature - hardly reached cruel on leaf’s scale of feelings .

what really was cruel was the fact that even on his birthday , leaf awoke and soon settled into his trauma , his mind replaying vivid memories of the attack that he endured alongside of his sibling and so many good friends . it was a terrible feeling , colder than the winter outside - that was real cruelty . redefining cruelty wasn’t the only thing to change in leaf as of lately , however , but fortunately , not all of the changes were as horrible as the aforementioned . 

the warmth they had first woken to was returned to them due to one of these changes ; the addition of florian in his life as their partner - the two monogamously together , the two in love , the two dedicated to each other in ways they would never dedicate themselves to another - it was such a lovely thing . the addition of florian , and this relationship , and the comfortable apartment with heating that stayed on consistently throughout winter , it helped leaf grow calmer , it helped to ground them , it helped them escape to the horrific memories they had and slip into some of much nicer content . 

for the first time , leaf experienced a comfortable , cosy , bright birthday . so , he couldn’t exactly go outside and experience the parts of summer that he loved , but as he laid there in bed with the gentle touch of a lover soothing him , he was able to push thoughts of halloween night out of his mind , and instead , he lived in the most beautiful memories of his time spent with florian when the sun still shone overhead and provided them with the perfect climate . 

so this was love , real love , the love that leaf had waited his entire lifetime for . as he listened to florian singing him happy birthday in every language he knew , the different versions on a loop , leaf believed himself to be truly lucky . luck wasn’t a feeling he thought he’d be able to feel again after the attack , but he had been so very wrong . thank god for that .

✧ leaf wozniak moodboard 06/?? ✧ featuring florian bonavita ( @maullworkers ).

[ambrosius-goldenlion]

General Information

Name: Ambrosius Goldenloin

Birthday: August 10th

Age: Early 20′s (Haven’t pinned down an age)

Sexuality: Gay

Star Sign: Leo

Element: Fire

Ruler: Sun

Leo Personality Traits

Strengths: Creative, passionate, generous, warm-hearted, cheerful, humorous

Weaknesses: Arrogant, stubborn, self-centered, lazy, inflexible

“Individuals born under the sign of Leo are known for their natural leadership abilities. They possess qualities such as creativity, self confidence, dominance and a strong presence that is hard to resist. Leos are capable of achieving anything they set their minds to in all aspects of their lives. The strength of a Leo lies in their "king of the jungle" status. They are typically generous and loyal, which enables them to have many friends. Their self confidence and attractiveness make them capable of bringing different groups of people together and leading them towards a common goal. Additionally Leos have a healthy sense of humor which makes it easier for them to collaborate with others.”

“Leo is ruled by the sun, the dazzling celestial body that governs life and vitality. The sun never goes retrograde, and likewise, Leos are renowned for their stability, loyalty, and consistency. They are dedicated friends and lovers who put their hearts into every relationship. (Fittingly, the Leo sign governs the heart.) Lions love to watch their mates succeed — until they feel threatened. They can become impaired by their ego, pride, and jealousy when they start to fear their star power will be eclipsed. It’s important for celestial lions to remember that their light is never obscured by others, and the bright shine of others' success does nothing to their own. Ultimately, Leos' own hubris is the greatest threat to their happiness.”

“This fixed sign is known for its ambition and determination, but above all, Leos are celebrated for their remarkable bravery. In tarot, Leo is represented by the “strength” card, which depicts the divine expression of physical, mental, and emotional fortitude. Fearless optimists who refuse to accept failure, Leos will find their deep wells of courage grow as they mature.”

Disorders: Anxiety Disorder (Since he was a kid), PTSD (Post Arm Chopping)

Phobias: Atelophobia (Fear of Imperfection/Not being good enough) Atychiphobia (Intense fear of failure), Aichmophobia, (Fear of sharp things. Post movie only)

Colors: Gold, Yellow, Gray, White

Flower: Sunflower

“Many groups associate sunflowers with prolonged constancy and loyalty, reflecting the flower bud’s tendency to follow the sun across the sky.”

“The Sunflowers remind us why the sun is so necessary.” -Shristy Sinha

“I want to be like a sunflower; so that even on the darkest days I will stand tall and find the sunlight.” -Unknown

Left or Right Handed?: Right

Left or Right Brained?: Right

Aesthetics: Light, Soft intimate touches, Gold leaf, Armor, Swords,  Church windows with light streaming in, Gold glitter, The sunrise, The sun

Likes: Sitting quietly with Ballister, Nachos, Sparring, Honing his skills, Feeling relaxed, Signing autographs for kids, Poetry

Dislikes: Being the center of attention, Crowds of large people, People who use him for his status, People who hide their true intentions, Todd, Bullying, The weight of expectations and responsibilities

Fears: Losing Ballister, Unreasonable expectations being placed on his shoulders, Not having enough time for what he wants to do, Not being able to choose his own future, Ballister breaking up with him

Parentage: Aeolus Goldenhawk (Father) and Avelina Swiftaxe (Mother) 

Relationship with his parents: Almost non-existent. His father was so busy with his duties as Gloreth’s descendant that he barely had time for Ambrosius as a kid. Avelina was swamped too since she was the wife of the descendant of Gloreth, though she made a genuine effort to spend time with him.

  As a result, Ambrosius spent most of his childhood alone, and when he wasn’t alone, he was being prepared to step into his father’s shoes, not really understanding how important his ancestry was.  As soon as Ambrosius was old enough to be sent to the institution, he was. Aside from a few visits a year, he hardly ever saw his mother, and his father even less. Other knights knew more about them than he did. 

Status: Aeolus is missing and potentially on the other side of the wall, he left due to caving under the pressure of the Gloreth legacy. Avelina was so devastated by this that she threw herself into her work and it killed her when Ambrosius was in his late teens.

[atplblog]

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[leafs-lover]

What is Taylours birthday party this year?

The leafs are off on his actual birthday which Auston is thrilled about because he hates missing his kids birthdays.

Taylour wanted to have his party the night before and bring a bunch of his friends to the Leafs/Bruins game and have a sleepover after. Tia and Auston talked about it and had no issue with the sleepover, but thought the game was too much for a seven year olds birthday. They don’t want their kids growing up not understanding or appreciating money and 12 kids at a leaf game would be expensive and incredibly chaotic.

Auston does get him a box for the Bruins game the night before but Taylour doesn’t bring his friends. Instead it’s Taylour, Maddie, Tia, Auston’s family, Becks, Max, Sarah, Charlie and his uncle Fred (who is on the IR but was cleared to fly) surprises him.

On his actual birthday, Auston does rent out a rink at their practice facility. They invite his friends and all the kids in his class, Auston coordinates to have a bunch of skates, helmets, knee pads, sticks and other gear for any kids that don’t have them. Some of their parents stay and help because not all kids can skate. Some of Austons teammates with kids of similar ages attend and others without kids also attend (ie. Mitch, Kneis, Willy and Woll). Afterwards they have McDonald’s catered in (because that’s what Taylour wanted) and cake.

[silverninetynine01]

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[munnascake]

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Vanilla and Chocolate Cakes

Vanilla and chocolate cakes remain two of the most requested flavors at birthday parties.

Why they’re popular: Their simplicity allows for versatile decorations and pairings with different fillings like buttercream, whipped cream, or ganache.

Decorating ideas: Minimalist with fresh fruits or sprinkles, or more elaborate with fondant and personalized messages.

Red Velvet Cake

Known for its distinctive red color and rich cream cheese frosting, red velvet has become a go-to flavor for many celebrants.

Why it’s special: The perfect balance of sweetness and tanginess makes it an elegant option for both kids and adults.

Black Forest Cake

A decadent combination of chocolate cake, cherries, and whipped cream, this cake is a crowd-pleaser at birthday parties.

Popular for: Its rich flavor and unique layers that combine fruity, creamy, and chocolatey elements.

Creative and Themed Birthday Cakes – Going Beyond the Basics

Introduction to creativity: Nowadays, birthday cakes aren’t just about flavor—they’ve become works of art. Themed and custom-designed cakes are on the rise, catering to specific interests and styles by online cake delivery in Dubai.

Character-Themed Cakes

Popular among children, cakes designed around beloved characters from cartoons, movies, or video games are in high demand.

Examples: Superhero cakes (Spiderman, Batman), Disney princess cakes (Elsa from Frozen), and video game-themed cakes (Minecraft, Fortnite).

Creative designs: These cakes often feature intricate fondant work and 3D elements to bring characters to life.

Minimalist and Elegant Cakes

For adults, simplicity can make a bigger impact. Minimalist cakes with subtle decorations such as gold leaf, fresh flowers, or watercolor effects are in style.

Why they’re popular: Elegant yet understated, these cakes focus on refined design, perfect for milestone birthdays or formal gatherings.

Novelty and 3D Cakes

Cakes that look like other objects (e.g., handbags, cars, or even realistic food items) are a fun and creative choice.

Design process: These cakes require advanced techniques like sculpting, airbrushing, and detailed fondant work.

Occasions: Best for those who want something unique and memorable.

Photo Cakes

Edible photo prints are a great way to personalize a cake. You can add a favorite picture of the celebrant or create a collage of memories.

Perfect for: Celebrating milestone ages like 18, 30, or 50 with nostalgic touches.

Flavor Innovations – Beyond Vanilla and Chocolate

Introduction to flavor experimentation: Birthday cakes aren’t limited to traditional flavors anymore. Dubai’s innovative cake scene offers an array of exciting tastes.

Lotus Biscoff Cake

What makes it special: The rich, caramelized flavor of Biscoff biscuits combined with creamy frosting is irresistible.

Why it’s trendy: Lotus Biscoff has become a major flavor trend, especially in the Middle East, making it a favorite for birthdays with birthday cake delivery in Dubai.

Pistachio and Rose Cake

Unique combination: The delicate, fragrant taste of rose pairs beautifully with the earthy flavor of pistachio, creating a sophisticated dessert.

Best for: Adults who enjoy Middle Eastern flavors and a more exotic twist on traditional cakes.

Nutella and Ferrero Rocher Cake

Indulgent flavors: The combination of Nutella, chocolate hazelnut, and Ferrero Rocher candies creates a luxurious, rich cake that’s perfect for chocolate lovers.

Why it’s popular: This flavor offers the perfect mix of creamy and crunchy textures, making it a hit at any birthday celebration.

Mango and Passionfruit Cake

Tropical twist: Bright, fruity flavors like mango and passionfruit are refreshing alternatives to heavier cakes, especially during summer.

Who it’s for: Those who want a light, tropical dessert with a burst of flavor.

Customizing Your Birthday Cake – Personalization Ideas

Introduction to customization: Whether it’s the design or the flavor, custom cakes add a personal touch to any celebration.

Name and Age Topper

Add a personalized cake topper featuring the celebrant’s name or age. These can be made from edible sugar sheets or acrylic.

Benefits: It adds an elegant, personalized touch without overwhelming the design.

Edible Decorations

Decorate with edible flowers, chocolate sculptures, or themed fondant pieces.

Perfect for: Adding an extra layer of sophistication or creativity to the cake, matching it to the birthday party’s theme.

Multi-Tiered Cakes

For grand celebrations, multi-tiered cakes make a statement. Each tier can have a different flavor or design to cater to all tastes.

Why it works: It’s both visually impressive and practical, especially for larger parties.

Surprise Inside Cakes

Cakes with hidden surprises inside, such as colorful sprinkles, candies, or even messages, create an element of fun and excitement.

Best for: Kids’ parties or playful adult celebrations.

Where to Find the Best Birthday Cakes

Introduction to Dubai’s cake scene: Dubai is home to world-class bakeries and cake shops that offer stunning, delicious cakes for every occasion.

Mister Baker

A long-established favorite for custom cakes, with options ranging from simple designs to elaborate 3D creations.

Why it stands out: Known for both excellent flavor and creative designs, perfect for any birthday theme.

Sugaholic Bakeshop

Famous for its fun, innovative birthday cakes with a wide range of customization options.

Best for: People looking for personalized, creative designs that go beyond traditional cakes.

The House of Cakes

Specializing in bespoke cakes for grand celebrations. Whether it’s a wedding-style cake or a whimsical 3D creation, they can bring any vision to life.

Why it’s popular: Their attention to detail and ability to cater to specific themes makes them a top choice for unforgettable birthday cakes.

In Conclusion:

Summing up the magic of birthday cakes: From classic flavors to extravagant designs, birthday cakes are an essential part of any celebration. Dubai’s vibrant cake scene offers endless possibilities to make every birthday cake special, whether you’re looking for a traditional option or something more unique and customized.

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Best Birthday Cake shops in Dubai

Encouraging exploration: Whether you opt for a classic vanilla cake or an artistic 3D creation, there’s a cake out there for everyone. Take time to explore the city’s best cake shops, and remember—the right cake can turn an ordinary birthday into an extraordinary celebration.

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A Guide to Ordering the Best Seller Cakes for Any Occasion

Cakes are an essential part of any celebration, from birthdays to weddings and everything in between. But with so many options, how do you choose the perfect cake that everyone will love? The key is selecting from the best seller cakes — cakes that have stood the test of time for their irresistible flavors, stunning designs, and widespread popularity.

In this guide, we'll walk you through how to order the perfect best seller cake for your special occasion.

Why Choose Best Seller Cakes?

Choosing from a bakery's best seller cakes ensures that you're opting for tried-and-true favorites. These cakes are highly rated by customers for their taste, quality, and presentation. Whether you're celebrating a birthday, anniversary, or corporate event, best seller cakes have a reputation for pleasing guests and adding a sweet touch to the occasion.

Benefits of Choosing Best Seller Cakes:

Proven Taste: Popular flavors that appeal to a wide range of preferences.

Consistent Quality: These cakes have been perfected over time.

Visual Appeal: Trendy designs and attractive decorations.

Less Stress: You don’t have to worry about experimenting with new flavors.

Popular Types of Best Seller Cakes

When it comes to best seller cakes, there’s something for everyone. Below are some crowd-pleasers that are often on the best seller list.

1. Classic Chocolate Cake

Rich, indulgent, and universally loved, chocolate cake is often at the top of any best seller cake list. Opt for variations like triple-layer chocolate fudge, molten chocolate, or even chocolate mousse cake for a true crowd-pleaser.

2. Red Velvet Cake

Known for its vibrant color and subtle cocoa flavor, red velvet cake with cream cheese frosting is a top pick for weddings, birthdays, and Valentine's Day celebrations. It strikes the perfect balance between elegance and comfort food.

3. Cheesecake

Whether it's classic New York-style or flavored with berries, lemon, or caramel, cheesecakes are a rich, decadent option. This is a popular choice for those who prefer something less sweet but still indulgent.

4. Fruit Cake

If you’re hosting a summer party or an outdoor gathering, a fresh fruit cake topped with seasonal fruits is a fantastic option. Best sellers often include tropical flavors like mango, mixed berry, or pineapple.

5. Carrot Cake

Moist, spiced, and topped with velvety cream cheese frosting, carrot cakes are a top seller, especially for more mature palettes. It’s a healthier yet flavorful option that’s perfect for everything from birthdays to baby showers.

6. Tiramisu Cake

A luxurious mix of coffee, cream, and layers of sponge cake soaked in espresso, tiramisu cakes are perfect for lovers of rich and bold flavors. This is a great pick for formal occasions like weddings or corporate events.

How to Choose the Perfect Cake for Your Occasion

Here are a few tips to help you select the right best seller cake for your event:

1. Consider the Occasion

For casual events like birthday parties, classic flavors like chocolate or vanilla are always a hit. For more formal events like weddings or anniversaries, you may want to opt for something more sophisticated like a red velvet or tiramisu cake.

2. Know Your Audience

Who’s going to be eating the cake? If it’s a kids' party, opt for fun and colorful flavors. For an adult crowd, you can go with richer, more complex cakes like a cheesecake or tiramisu.

3. Account for Dietary Preferences

Many bakeries now offer best seller cakes that cater to different dietary needs, such as gluten-free, vegan, or sugar-free options. Always check with your bakery to ensure that everyone can enjoy the cake.

4. Don’t Forget About Size

Make sure to choose the right cake size based on the number of guests. Best seller cakes typically come in a variety of sizes to accommodate gatherings both large and small.

5. Consider Presentation

Many best seller cakes come with stunning decorations like fresh flowers, edible gold leaf, or intricate icing designs. The presentation can elevate the cake, making it not just delicious but also the centerpiece of your celebration.

Where to Find the Best Seller Cakes

Many bakeries have a section dedicated to their best-selling cakes. Some popular options include:

Local Artisan Bakeries: These often offer unique, custom flavors while still delivering on quality.

Chain Bakeries: Larger bakeries typically have a standard best seller list that guarantees consistency.

Online Cake Shops: For convenience, many online bakeries offer delivery, and they usually feature a “best seller” section for easy selection.

Tips for Ordering Best Seller Cakes

When you’ve decided on the cake, here are a few more tips to ensure a smooth ordering process:

Order in Advance: Best seller cakes are popular for a reason, so it’s always a good idea to place your order early, especially for larger events.

Ask for Customization: Many bakeries allow you to tweak best seller cakes to suit your preferences, like adding more layers, changing frosting, or incorporating a custom design.

Check Delivery Options: If you’re ordering from an online bakery, ensure they deliver to your area and confirm the delivery time so the cake arrives fresh.

Conclusion

Choosing a cake from the best seller cakes list guarantees satisfaction for any occasion. Whether you’re hosting a small gathering or a large event, these cakes are beloved for their delicious flavors, beautiful designs, and reliable quality. Just remember to order early, consider your guests’ preferences, and let your cake be the highlight of the celebration.

For your next event, why not make things easy and go with a crowd favorite? The best seller cakes will never disappoint!

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The Perfect Gift for Tea Lovers: Loose Leaf Tea Gift Box and Tea Gift Baskets

Looking for the right gift can be tough, but if the person loves tea, your search just got easier. A loose leaf tea gift box or tea gift baskets is a wonderful present for any occasion, whether it’s a birthday, holiday, or a special celebration. Tea gifts are thoughtful, enjoyable, and offer a chance to relax and enjoy something healthy. 

Why Choose a Loose Leaf Tea Gift Box? 

A loose leaf tea gift box is a great choice for anyone who loves high-quality tea. Unlike regular tea bags, loose leaf tea has a richer and fuller flavor because it uses whole or partially whole leaves. This keeps the natural oils and aromas in the tea, giving it a better taste. A gift box with different loose leaf teas allows the person to try new flavors and find their favorites. 

Loose leaf tea is also a healthier option. It is fresher and more natural than many tea bags, and it contains antioxidants and nutrients that support good health. This makes a loose leaf tea gift box both a tasty and healthy present. 

At Brook37, you can find lovely loose leaf tea gift boxes with a range of premium teas. Whether the person prefers black tea, green tea, or herbal blends, a loose leaf tea gift box has something for everyone. 

Tea Gift Baskets: A Special Experience 

If you want to give something even more special, consider tea gift baskets. These baskets offer more than just tea—they often include extra treats like teapots, honey, cookies, or snacks. A tea gift basket provides a complete tea experience, giving the recipient everything they need to relax and enjoy a cup of tea with some delicious extras. 

Tea gift baskets are perfect for big occasions like holidays, Mother’s Day, or as a corporate gift. They offer variety, making them great for people who love to try new teas or enjoy a luxurious tea experience. Brook37 offers beautiful tea gift baskets that are filled with high-quality teas and come in elegant packaging, making them a perfect gift for any tea lover. 

Why Choose Tea Gifts from Brook37? 

When you want to give the best tea gift, Brook37 has a great selection to choose from. Their loose leaf tea gift box and tea gift baskets are made to offer a premium tea experience. Each gift set includes carefully chosen teas that are sure to make a lasting impression. 

Buying tea gifts from Brook37 is also easy and convenient. You can explore their collection online, read detailed descriptions of the products, and have the gift delivered right to your doorstep. This makes it simple to find the perfect tea gift without having to visit a store. 

Find the Perfect Tea Gift Today! 

If you’re ready to give a thoughtful and unique gift, consider a loose leaf tea gift box or one of Brook37’s tea gift baskets. Visit Brook37 today to discover their range of tea gifts. Whether it’s for a special event or just to show someone you care, Brook37 has the ideal gift for any tea lover. Don’t wait—give the gift of high-quality tea today! 

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Celebrate in Style: Best Birthday Cake Delivery in Noida

Birthdays are special occasions that deserve to be celebrated in style. Whether you’re planning a grand party or an intimate gathering, a delicious birthday cake is essential to making the day memorable. In Noida, several top-notch cake delivery services offer a variety of flavors, designs, and customization options to ensure your birthday celebration is nothing short of spectacular. Let's explore the best birthday cake delivery in Noida that will add sweetness to your special day.

Popular Birthday Cake Flavors to Consider

Choosing the right flavor is key to making your birthday cake delivery in Noida a hit. Here are some popular flavors that are sure to please:

1. Chocolate Truffle

A rich and decadent chocolate truffle cake is a classic choice that’s loved by everyone. Its deep chocolate flavor and smooth texture make it a perfect choice for chocolate lovers.

2. Red Velvet

Red velvet cake, with its striking red color and smooth, velvety texture, is a showstopper. Paired with cream cheese frosting, this cake is both visually appealing and delicious.

3. Butterscotch

Butterscotch cake offers a delightful mix of sweetness and crunch. Its caramel notes and buttery flavor make it a crowd-pleaser.

4. Vanilla with Fresh Fruits

A vanilla cake topped with fresh fruits is a light and refreshing option. The combination of soft vanilla sponge and juicy fruits is perfect for those who prefer a less sweet treat.

5. Black Forest

The classic black forest cake, with layers of chocolate sponge, whipped cream, and cherries, is always a favorite. Its rich flavor and beautiful presentation make it a great choice for any birthday celebration.

Customizing Your Birthday Cake for a Personal Touch

One of the best ways to make your birthday cake delivery in Noida stand out is by customizing it to reflect the personality and interests of the birthday person. Here are some ideas for personalization:

1. Themed Cakes

Themed cakes are designed to match the theme of the birthday party. Whether it’s a favorite cartoon character, a hobby, or a specific color scheme, a themed cake adds a fun and personalized touch.

2. Photo Cakes

A photo cake allows you to add a personal image to the cake, making it truly unique. This could be a picture of the birthday person, a memorable moment, or even a collage of photos.

3. Special Messages

Adding a special message on the cake, such as “Happy Birthday [Name]” or a heartfelt note, can make the cake more meaningful and personalized.

4. Elegant Decorations

Enhance the look of your cake with elegant decorations such as edible flowers, gold leaf, or custom cake toppers. These details can make your cake the centerpiece of your celebration.

Tips for a Seamless Birthday Cake Delivery Experience

To ensure that your birthday cake delivery in Noida goes smoothly, consider these tips:

1. Order in Advance

To avoid any last-minute stress, place your order well in advance, especially if you’re opting for a customized cake. This ensures that the cake will be ready and delivered on time.

2. Provide Clear Instructions

When placing your order, make sure to provide accurate delivery details, including the recipient’s address, contact number, and any special instructions for delivery.

3. Check for Customer Reviews

Reading customer reviews can give you an idea of the quality and reliability of the cake delivery service. This can help you make an informed decision.

4. Consider Dietary Preferences

If the birthday person has dietary restrictions, such as vegan, gluten-free, or sugar-free needs, make sure to choose a cake that accommodates these preferences.

Eco-Friendly Birthday Cake Delivery Options

If you’re environmentally conscious, here are some ways to make your birthday cake delivery in Noida more sustainable:

1. Choose Organic Ingredients

Opt for cakes made with organic ingredients to reduce your environmental impact.

2. Sustainable Packaging

Select cakes that come in biodegradable or recyclable packaging to minimize waste.

3. Support Local Bakers

Supporting local bakeries that source their ingredients locally can help reduce the carbon footprint associated with transportation.

4. Minimalist Designs

Opt for simple, elegant cake designs that require fewer resources to create, making them more sustainable.

Conclusion

A birthday celebration is incomplete without a delicious cake that brings everyone together. In Noida, the best birthday cake delivery services offer a wide range of flavors, designs, and customization options to suit every taste and preference. Whether you’re looking for a classic chocolate cake, a trendy red velvet, or a personalized themed cake, these services ensure that your birthday cake is the highlight of the celebration. So, celebrate in style with the best birthday cake delivery in Noida and make your special day even sweeter!