#surf jewelry

[eastcoastkawaiikandi]

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Surfboard fin by Perfect Designs & Simon Belhomme

Via @perfect._designs

[earth-amagicalplace]

[kehlanifenty]

[scullymurphy]

scully! I adore, love, live for your characterization of Lavender in BL, in a forever-changed-the-way-I-see-her way. I know you have millions of plot punnies in your mind all the time, but is any one of them a Lavender-centric fic? It doesn't have to be in the BL Universe, it could just be another,new amazing Lav writen by you. She deserves the world 🥺Thank you for giving so much life and depth to a character that is so easily and frequently cast aside in fics. It was truly revolutionary

Awww, this is a wonderful ask. Thank you so much. I love Lav from the BL/FD universe almost more than any character I've created (almost--hai, BL/FD Theo!) and I'm touched that you love her too.

I've not really thought about doing a Lavender-centric story other than this wild idea @pacific-rimbaud @grangerdangerfics and @provocative-envy and I were kicking around YEARS ago about an interconnected set of muggle AU stories set in a PNW surf town, where my contribution would feature Theo and Lavender as grumpy/sunshine competitive pro surfers?? Ahh, the pandemic times; they engendered some amazing schemes, not all of which were born to come to fruition (sadly). The best/most insane part of that whole story was that we were going to make Dumbledore a crusty old surf-guru with a long white beard and a shark tooth necklace, who meditates on the pier, smokes a lot of weed, out-surfs everyone and is called 'The Wizard' by the locals. 🤣

Anyway, we've come far from Lavender. But I don't think I'll ever quite give up that idea of her as a free beach-spirit type who gets under the skin of a technical, arrogant Theo (and beats him in the big waves contest!) Oh, and someday I may write that third installment of BL/FD in which Lav would feature prominently.

Thank you for bringing me joy by making me think of these good memories and ideas. xoxo ~Scully

[wildbeautifuldamned]

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[uniqueartisanconnoisseur]

Holiday Gift Guide 2023!

Sometimes finding the perfect gift can be challenging. I find it helpful to see a list, ideas that others have to offer, so I thought I would share some of my favorite finds for the upcoming holiday season in this gift guide. It’s all about the bag! Sometimes, it is all about the perfect bag for the activity! Xplorer offers an amazing tote bag that is durable as well as a piece of art! They…

[swellcolors]

Mixed Metal Wave Necklace

Looking for that perfect necklace for your favorite surfer girl? Try this  super sweet mixed metal (sterling silver and brass) wave necklace for your endless summer. Layer this with our Pea Pod necklace for that extra infusion of ocean color and pair with your favorite wave ring to complete the look. Hand stamped on the back with a heart by SwellColors local artisan Ceire Parker. Wave pendant measures about the size of a dime.

[eastcoastkawaiikandi]

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[sideeve]

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀LITTLE MISS PERFECT

synopsis : getting homosexual tendencies for her best friend? absolutely not!

note : i just started playing tlou2 again and my love for abby and ellie blossomed again. naughty dog knew what they were doing

ft. : questioning homosexuality, internalized homophobia, non-apocalyptic au, implied smut but not that descriptive, ellie already has a crush on reader but it’s not really described until they kiss and what not.

you search through the rack of bras, lazily looking for one that at least looks fitting. you huff, starting to lose hope. your hands stop at one. a black lacy one, which if your wore, would cover nothing. it reminded you of that erotic video you found went internet surfing.

two women alone together, exploring each other’s bodies. their tongues acting like a paintbrush and their bodies were canvases, covered in saliva.

you press your lips together, trying to push down the tingling in your body. you can’t be gay. you literally have a crush on that ABC news host.

“[name], honey? did you find one yet?” your mother asks, messing with the displayed jewelry. “no, there’s nothing here.” you sigh, hiding the bra in the rack.

you had no problem with homosexuality. hell, your whole search history is the complete opposite of heterosexuality. your best friend is a lesbian. but there is no way you’re gay. that’s…just not you.

after many of those “are you gay” tests, your answers remain the same. ‘you’re most definitely a lesbian, babes’.

you lay on ellie’s bed, blindly flipping through one of her many comic books. you blow raspberry, getting bored a little. “what?” she diverts her eyes from her TV for a second before tending back to her game.

“nothing.” you flip a few more pages until your eyes land on a certain panel. two girls in close proximity, lips ghosting over each other. you swallow a large lump, trying to push away the thoughts again.

but now you can only think of you in that situation. curled up next to a girl, her hand rubbing softly on your waist.

you try to picture what she would look like, only seeing your best friend’s face. you groan, rolling on your back.

“ellie?” she hums in response. you fiddle with your thumbs before asking the question. “how did you know you were gay?”

her game pauses. “what?” she looks at you before her eyes travels to her opened comic book. “ooooh.” she laughs, picking up the book. “you picked the one i didn’t want you to get.” she closes the book, stuffing it under her bed.

she leans back, propping herself up with her arms. “ i dunno. i just…” she shrugs, “never pictured myself with a guy. and you know, boobies.”

you softly hit her, making her laugh. “i’m serious, ellie. i think i might be gay. lesbian, bi-i don’t know!” you groan, stuffing your face in your hands.

“i mean, why don’t you?” she lays on her side, looking at you. “that ABC news host.”

“David Muir?”

you nod, making her scoff. “do you have a crush on any guy at job?” she twirls a strand of your hair in her fingers. “god no. they all look like troglodytes.” you grimace at the thought of liking them.

“can you picture yourself marrying a man for the rest of your life?”

that question made your stomach drop. you feel bile pile up in your throat. ‘yes, you can’ you try to convince yourself.

“no, i guess not.” you give a slight frown at your answer, looking down.

“hey, it’s normal. not everyone is straight. and you sure aren’t.” she laughs. “oh shut it!” you huff.

she stops laughing after a while. “well, let’s kiss to see if you are gay.” she suggest so nonchalantly. kiss? your best friend?

“uhhhh..” “if you don’t like it, we don’t have to ever talk about it.”

you look at her, contemplating whether you should go through with this. you couldn’t deny that ellie was very attractive. you could say that she was your “gay awakening”. they way she was naturally flirty with you was the beginning of the questioning phase for you.

“let’s do it.” you sit on your legs, waiting for her to kiss you.

she gives you a soft smile, getting up.

“you sure?” she questions, not wanting this to go wrong. you nod.

she takes a deep breath, putting her hand on your cheek to pull you in.

your skin ignites. this is what you’ve dreamed of. intimacy with a woman. natural intimacy. not like those forced erotic videos you watch in your free time.

her lips press on yours, her eyelashes tickling the apple of your cheek. you reciprocate the affection, putting a hand on her cheek.

a moan slips from your lips, your eyes fluttering shut. the hand on your cheek falls to your hips, her hand squeezing for a few moments to tell her that this is real; this is actually happening.

in a flurry, her body is pressed on top of yours, her tongue exploring every crevice on your mouth. her hands slipped under the hem of your jeans, fingers brushing over the seat of your panties.

you card your hands through her auburn hair. “els…” you call to her as she pulls away, a string of saliva connecting from hers and your bottom lip.

“you okay, princess?” she moves her hand at an angle, her thumb drawing tight circles on the pearl of your cunt. you arch into her, making her chuckle.

you nod, a moan slipping from your lips again.

“yeah, you’re definitely gay.” she giggles, stuffing her face in the crook of your neck, making you laugh too. “shut up and use your hands, ellie.”

“oh, i know something better than my hands.” she leaves your neck for a moment, digging under her bed.

she pulls out a harness. one not built for your shoulders. the purpose accessory catches your eye, making you widen them. “is that…”

“i haven’t used it yet.” she smirks. “your call.”

do you have enough red orbs? stop by my store to request a fic!

[lucy-gray1075]

finnick odair who braids your hair after a long day at the beach. finnick odair who loves taking showers or baths with you, really anything that involves water and you is heaven to him. finnick odair who wants you to "just sit pretty like the princess you are" while he does all the chores. finnick odair who teaches you how to surf and then carries you home on his back when you get tired. finnick odair who is so protective of you it makes your heart hurt. finnick odair who is a terrible chef but insists on cooking for you anyways because his "pretty princess needs to relax." finnick odair who surprises you with jewelry he made himself from little seashells he collected at the beach. finnick odair who gives you baby fever when he teaches the local children how to fish.

[outerhills]

introducing earthy/spiritual!pogue reader

(side note: all my readers are black unless specified otherwise)

the calm, soft, and positive energy of the pogues. the reasonable one.

of course she'll still tell it like it is...not before writing down how she feels first and then expressing it positively though.

the over-thinker who confides in her grey cat, surfs to release tension, and sages her home after every adventure.

constantly adorns crochet clothing, earth tones, tube tops, bathing suits, the smallest of micro shorts, sometimes sandals, or sneakers, or no shoes at all. makes her own jewelry (like waist-beads, anklets, necklaces, bracelets, everything), and has the best of skincare that keeps her smelling of vanilla and fresh island waters.

and as opposite as they are, she loves jj's presence. they balance each other. when he's all over the place, she grounds him and gives him the peace he needs, even if its only for a second.

when he's with her, not a problem crosses his mind. the herbal smells of her small home, hibiscus, ferns and cacti adorning every corner, and the sunlight often beaming through the window.

"y'know, you really need to release all that negative energy, i already cleansed the home today with all them kooks runnin round'," she'd joke, to which jj smirks and replies, "and how'd you plan on helping me release?," being met with a slap on the arm, and a forehead kiss.

he's always at her home, sitting on her sofa as she'd journal or stock her small fridge with all the natural juices or whatever healthy shit she was into at the moment.

and it's not like she'd never join him and the other pogues in their plans, but she made it clear she'd never compromise her own sanity for whatever plan they had cooked up.

[genderqueerdykes]

Disabled trans lesbian in need! Wide variety of new jewelry items have been added to our Ko-Fi!

We have recently added a ton of new items to our store! We are a disabled trans lesbian who are currently in need of relocating to safer housing. We are staying in a place without a functioning heater, toilet or shower, and have no privacy due to the fact that we are couch surfing with 2 other people in a 1 bedroom apartment.

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