#special gifts for daughters.

[doras11dm]

National Daughters Day: Celebrating the Special Bond with Our Daughters -Google Trending Newses

National Daughters Day: Celebrating the Special Bond with Our Daughters -Google Trending Newses

[atopvisenyashill]

notes on the abandoned child

catelyn vi, a clash of kings / gravel to tempo, hayley kiyoko / the heirs of the dragon, house of the dragon / the winter of artifice, anaïs nin / and now his watch has ended, game of thrones / the body electric, hurray for riff raff / what is dead may never die, game of thrones / a better sondaughter, rilo kiley / script for the black queen / you win or you die, game of thrones / tyrion vi, a storm of swords / alayne ii, a feast for crows / the rogue prince, house of the dragon / driftmark, house of the dragon / under my skin, jukebox the ghost / jaime i, a feast for crows / terminallytwee / the princess and the queen, house of the dragon / the heirs of the dragon, fire and blood / scribblymouse / king jaehaerys with alicent hightower, doug wheatley / catelyn x, a game of thrones / cersei vi, a feast for crows / the wolf and the lion, game of thrones / claws part ii, typhoon / the green council, house of the dragon

[shrimpleasthat77]

My English class got cancelled so I decided to draw girls for an hour and a half. I’m not exactly the best at that.

Lillian belongs to @sc3n3-b1tch and Arisu belongs to @ironarisu ^^ Daia is obviously my own special little gal

[cacw]

curlfeather would have been popular in school but i don't think she ever had any close friends. she isn't mean or anything she just isn't really that outgoing. she probably would have gotten to know havenpelt well because their kids grew up together but havenpelt is older and more experienced than her and that makes curlfeather insecure

[ladyofvoss]

1) mirror sex

Content Warning: Very spice. Sprout tries her hand at Soft-Dom Haurche.

The vanity rattled with their movements, Haurchefant’s hands smudging the glass of the mounted mirror as he braced himself.

Another groan, another hard thrust, which earned him a wounded noise from the lovely creature in his arms.

Thalia clung to him desperately, silk robe flung open. His robe, to be specific. She had waltzed out of his washroom earlier that evening, the garment so loose on her it was clearly slipping off of one shoulder, and Haurchefant had been so helpless to resist that he crossed the room in three strides, hoisting her onto the nearby vanity and yanking the tie loose.

If her wicked grin and the way she practically flung her legs around his waist was any indication, this was her intention all along.

The wood groaned in protest, and briefly, Haurchefant wondered if it’d be able to take much more punishment. It was hard to keep such worries at the forefront. He chanced a brief glance in the mirror to catch their reflection, admiring the flex of the muscles in Thalia’s exposed back and shoulders, the stretch and curve of her neck, the utterly debauched image of her wrapped around him, practically spasming with every punishing thrust he made.

The vanity creaked again, and loathe as he was to relinquish such a view, he knew he could substitute a better one (and not risk having to explain to his father how the vanity Count Edmont had specially commissioned for Thalia wound up broken).

He pulled away and set her on her feet, and Thalia practically had murder in her eyes when he did. He grinned, pressing a kiss to her swollen lips before spinning her around and pressing a hand to her spine, bending her forward until she had to press her hands against the mirror to hold herself up.

He was inside her again in one thrust, and she dropped her head with a delirious moan as he continued with a steady and relentless pace. The top of her head was visible in the mirror, face obscured by her head full of curls.

Well that wouldn’t do.

He reached to press a hand beside hers against the glass, and with the other, took a firm and gentle grasp of her chin, lifting her head up to give her a good look at their reflection.

“There you are darling” he purred, and oh this view was divine; him curled over her, able to hold her gaze in the mirror as he fucked her with purpose. She met his eyes, dazed and lust-drunk in their depths, and he grinned in return.

“Let me see you.”

[ogmaddoxtamoke]

"My Special Snowflake"

It was either this or Angel in ribbon wrap, which I have now doubt many other artists have already done.

Consider this a clear message that the greatest gift you can give to someone is love. That stuff's in short supply nowadays, and we gotta fix that.

Happy Chrimbo, nerds.

[down-with-the-mafia]

Ever since Mu had told Hat about the Earth celebration of Mother's Day, Hat had been in a bit of a panic. Cooking Cat would be coming by their spaceship later that day to help them make dinner, and Hat and Bow needed to act fast to make a present.

"We need to cook something!" Bow had insisted. "What better present than letting her know her cooking lessons have payed off?"

Hat wasn't worried about fire, she had plenty of experience with fire and explosives before. No, her concern was that the present had to be perfect. "Our cooking won't be as good as hers, it'll be such a disappointment!"

"We can bake cookies!" Bow snapped her fingers as she thought of the idea. "She gave us that recipe book and that had some cookie recipes. And I remember baking cookies a few times back home! It can't be that hard."

Hat bit her lip, anxious. What if they burnt them? What if they forgot an ingredient? What if they measured ingredients wrong? 'Can't be that hard', then why could so many things GO WRONG?

"Hat, it's fine! Baking is just like science! Measurements and mixtures, you've done all this before-!"

"But I haven't mastered it! Why don't we just make a friendship bracelet or something-"

"Well, okay, I can bake them myself…"

Hat shook her head so hard her hat flew off and fell to the ground. "No way! If something catches fire I don't want you to be alone here.."

"Okay! Then let's do it together!" Bow smiled.

——

Cooking Cat entered the spaceship, opening her mouth to announce her entering when a scent caught her attention. It smelled sweet like sugar.

She walked toward the kitchen curiously and peeked through the door.

The kids hadn't noticed her. Bow was sitting at the table, sipping a warm drink from a mug. Hat, much less calm, was pacing around the room.

"Are we sure they're not burning in there?" She asked, glancing at the oven, and Cooking Cat got anxious realizing they were actually baking something on their own.

"Hat, there's no way they'd burn already, it's only been a minute." Bow giggled a bit. "You're getting too worried, I bet it'll be great!"

"She's done so much for us…" Hat was pulling on her cape. "What if they taste bad? She'll be so disappointed that her lessons aren't paying off and-"

"Well they smell amazing!" Cooking Cat smiled, fully entering the room.

The two jumped. "CC!"

"I'm sure you two did a great job, but what's this for?" She asked gently, pulling them into a hug.

"It's Mother's Day…" Hat mumbled, still fidgeting with her cape.

"Yeah! And we wanted to make a gift, so we're baking cookies!" Bow exclaimed happily.

"Wow! That's so sweet!" CC gasped, hugging them tighter. "I love them."

"But… you haven't tasted them yet?" Hat said, confused.

"I love them because they're a gift from my very thoughtful daughters." She smiled. "I think it's very sweet that you made a gift. I'm sure it'll be delicious."

"Yeah!" Bow smiled, mouth open wide.

Hat's face lit up a bit, finally giving a little smile. "I hope so.."

——

CC bit into a cookie. It was soft and sweet and warm. Her daughters were looking at her, trying to read her expression. "They're perfect." CC finally said, softly.

The way their faces lit up warmed CC's heart. In truth, it didn't matter if the cookies tasted good, though. Spending time with the kids was gift enough.

[explodingcrayon]

nothing quite like planning your mom's 60th birthday with her (because if you tried to plan a surprise, she'd hate every aspect of it and then blame you for ruining her day) and when you tell her what you think will be the linchpin part of it - you making her favorite type of cake from scratch, special for her - she instead excitedly suggests you go buy an alternative from a store 🙃 sure. ok. whatever you want! i guess!

[salsflore]

ummmm

[noisycowboyglitter]

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[doras11dm]

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[louismonteusa]

Top 25th Birthday Gifts for Daughter - Surprise Her with Special Presents Celebrate your daughter's 25th birthday with the perfect gift! Explore our curated selection of unique and meaningful presents that she'll cherish forever.

[giftedfeeling]

The gifts for daughter in law are more than just material possessions; they’re expressions of love, appreciation, and thoughtfulness. Whether you’re celebrating a milestone or simply want to show your daughter-in-law how much she means to you, these thoughtful gifts are sure to bring a smile to her face and warmth to her heart.

[giftyouremember]

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[emthimofnight]

A Sonic and the Black Knight version of Stellar—Lady Archfedd, daughter of King Arthur!

Some lore:

Came to be when King Arthur and Sir Lancelot unknowingly laid together upon a fairy mound, resulting in the fey gifting (or perhaps cursing) the King with a changeling child. Despite Lancelot's protests, Arthur accepted the infant as his heir.

Lancelot is half fey himself in this AU, and thus has a wide knowledge of fey culture and behavior (the fairies in this AU look a lot like Black Arms aliens from canon).

Despite his initial reservations, Lancelot does eventually grow to see Archfedd as his daughter.

Due to Arthur and Lancelot's relationship being secret, in public Archfedd is simply known as the King's daughter.

Archfedd learns of her fey heritage in her teens.

A skilled swordswoman, her fighting style is like that of a dancer, slashing out with twin blades.

Her swords are dubbed Efeilliaid Eira—the Snow Twins. Said to almost shine blue in the midst of combat.

Being of fey heritage, her armor had to be specially crafted as to not harm her. Pure, precious metals such as gold, silver, and cold iron all burn her skin.

Despite being trained in combat by each of the knights of the round table, it is rare she actually gets to fight alongside them.

Alt fey form appearance: