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jupiter-fashion · 5 months
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Georges Hobeika - Bridal Fall ‘24 Pt. 3
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chic-a-gigot · 5 months
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Le Petit écho de la mode, no. 47, vol. 17, 24 novembre 1895, Paris. 2. Costume de mariée en satin blanc. Ville de Paris / Bibliothèque Forney
Costume de mariée en satin blanc. — Jupe à longue traîne ronde, à godets bien accusés. La ceinture, en large ruban de satin, retient des pans qui soutiennent de chaque côté un piquet de fleurs d’oranger. Le corsage, de forme blouse, s’agrafe au milieu devant sous un pli rond. Dos uni. Comme garniture, fichu de mousseline de soie composé d’un volant plissé orné d’un entre-deux de broderie sur tulle. Piquet de fleurs d’oranger au côté gauche. Manche ballon serrée par un poignet étroit terminé par un volant plissé de mousseline de soie et un rang d’entre-deux. Long voile de tulle de soie drapé sur le sommet de la tête et retenu par un diadème de fleurs d’oranger.
White satin bridal suit. — Skirt with a long round train, with well-defined godets. The belt, made of wide satin ribbon, holds sections which support a stake of orange blossoms on each side. The blouse-shaped bodice fastens in the center front under a round pleat. Plain back. As a garnish, a silk chiffon scarf composed of a pleated flounce adorned with an embroidery insert on tulle. Stake of orange blossoms on the left side. Balloon sleeve tightened by a narrow cuff finished with a pleated silk chiffon ruffle and a row of insertions. Long veil of silk tulle draped on the top of the head and held by a tiara of orange blossoms.
Matériaux: 18 mètres de satin, 4 mètres de ruban, 2 mètres d’entre-deux.
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weird-grrrl · 3 months
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Lifelong love of fashion/beauty/makeup vs Radical feminist views and knowledge of how harmful it all is
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dreamofysl · 1 year
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Zuhair Murad spring 2024 bridal
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mrmustachious · 6 months
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Forest Fire
Summary: A careless act leads to something disastrous.
Day(s): 10, 17, 24, 30, 31
Prompt(s): Stranded, “You’re the lump in my throat and the knot in my chest.”, “I thought they were with you.”, Bridal Carry, “Not much longer...”, “Take it easy.”
Amy rubbed her hands together over the fire as she shivered.
"Ugh, it's so cold," she moaned.
"Should have brought a jacket," Sierra teased as she pulled her coat tighter around herself. She didn't appear cold in the slightest, and Amy glared at her.
"I didn't know we were going to come out to the woods when I left my house this morning. I thought we were going to the mall."
When her friends had called her that morning saying they had an idea to hang out today, this was the last thing on her mind.
"C'mon, it's fun!" Callum said from where he was crouched next to the fire pit. He was throwing on a few more sticks as the fire grew. "I made a fire."
"It's still cold." She was so close to just heading home.
"I have something that will warm you up." Sierra reached into her backpack and pulled out a can, which she handed over to Amy.
When she saw what it was, her eyes widened.
"How did you get this?"
"Stole it from my brother," Sierra shrugged. "I got a whole six pack."
"Hey, pass me one." Callum held a hand up, and Sierra tossed the can over the fire.
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wewontbesleeping · 9 months
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first time anything I’ve bought has ever caused my bank to flag my account and it was $80 worth of cinnamon rolls
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vintagebridalscans · 11 months
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Brides Feb-Mar 2000 (18 of 24 posts, 699 scans total)
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madlensims · 2 months
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Divine Veil Set
Discover bridal elegance redefined! 💖🍾
Coming in 3 different styles!
With 8 different shades to choose from, these gowns aren't just for saying 'I do', they're your go-to for any dress-to-impress event! ✨✨
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matsiwrld · 7 months
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ines di santo ss 24 bridal
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shapard · 2 months
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Feather of Fate🕊️
Lucifer x Seraphim!fem!reader
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Grab the Ice cream
Angst
NDA
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Chapter 4 < Chapter 5 > Chapter 6
Lucifer carried you in bridal style into your room. He held you very gently, not wanting to injure even more than you already were.
Charlie wanted to talk to him, to comfort her father after the battle.
But looking at him she decided against it.
He was so concentrated on protecting you, so she'd be in the way.
Lucifers eyes were all on you, not caring about his surroundings.
His wings shielding any potential danger nearby. 
This will not happen again.
You woke up with a pounding headache.
You winced when you opened your eyes, the pounding pain only doubled because of the sharp light.
A hand held yours tight but also so soft and gentle. With care.
The comforting feeling that creeps slowly in your chest making the headache slowly creep away.
And you already feel at home, even after what you’ve done Lucifer held you close. 
You slipped your hand out of his.
Wanting to cry at the loss from that comfort you wanted to hold on longer.
But that would be unfair, unfair to him.
after what you’ve done. You couldn't look him in the eyes.
You betrayed him, hiding the truth from him because you didn’t want this to be just the bond. 
Because you were insecure. Insecure because of Lilith, his ex-wife. Charlie spoke with you about her parents being divorced for a couple of years.
And you were afraid you couldn't be what Lilith was to him.
You were being selfish. 
You didn’t even give him a chance to decide. 
You want to hide yourself from the consequences. 
Not wanting to face Lucifer with this guilt that bubbled up in you. 
Lucifer stirred after your hand left his, his eyes softly opened.
Fluttering his eyelashes at you and it felt surreal. 
You were awake. 
And he gets a déjà vu like feeling.
It was how you two first met. Where you were hiding behind his blanket from him. It was so cute.
“Y/n?” You took a deep breath you hummed and still didn’t look him in the eyes.
You're too ashamed.
His heart squeezed, a shadow like pain making it hard for him to swallow.
A pain that you hate him, the pain of the betrayal. The betrayal he could understand in some kind of way. 
He doesn’t know it better. 
“How are you feeling?” 
He tried to act normal, but it still hurts. And you could easily see through him.
He felt betrayed. 
He felt hurt that he had to hear it from his older twin Michael with the soulmate bond. 
Lucifer knows that Michael will use it against him.
Michael was the one who hates him the most. 
The one who gave the others the Idea sending him to hell. 
The one that destroyed his joy in life. 
And when he found happiness, Michael was the one who’ll find a way to destroy this joy from his life. 
Everytime, Again and Again and Again. A never ending circle.
Lucifer tried so many times to escape the suffer Michael gave him.
But it was always a failure attempt.
And now he tried to hurt you. 
Was it his fault why you almost died? 
Will he come back to get rid of you? 
Did you hide it because you’re ashamed of him? 
Did he take it too far? 
Should he let you go? Is it that what you want?
Lucifer never felt this low in his life. 
He can't take this anymore.
His eyesight started to blurry, and tears fell on your white sheets. 
Ache.
This time you felt it, harder than ever.  
He was hurting. 
Not physical but mentally. 
He always was. 
He Tried to play it off with a small and jokes. Always working 24/7 to not think about the void that eats him from inside out. 
He started to lose himself in this void.
The void he thought he deserved. 
That’s what Michael always said to him, taunted him every night and day.
“I’m sorry.” 
Your throat hurts from the still damaged vocal cord. it was hard to speak but Lucifer needs that apology.
The biggest of them all.
Your voice was hoarse, and you chugged down the water which he laid next to you.
Looking at the water reflection of you and him. 
You looked horrible. 
But Lucifer looked way worse. His hair was a mess and his eye bags were almost pure black. A whole contrast to his skin color.
Your words didn’t seem to be heard by him. 
Finally, after a while you looked at him, smiling softly at him. 
You touched his hand making him snap out of his thoughts. “You should sleep. I’m sorry-“ Your voice cracked at the end; but still you were not the victim here. 
Lucifer was hurting and you felt it deep in your heart. The burning feeling in your heart felt like acid.
The burning consumed your chest which made it even harder to breathe.
The guilt of it is tearing you apart. 
You hid something so precious to him. 
He treated you like a princess, giving you clothes, a space to live, healed you. And the only thing that you did was lying through your gritted teeth. 
And he’s still here in this very room, taking care of you and never leaving your side while you were out. 
Protecting you.
Ache. 
His frown only deepened when you told him to leave so he stood up and left, not even glancing at you.
...
Lucifer closed the door behind him. 
He whines and then the sobbing followed. His act slowly falling apart.
The walls he set up and thought he could break through only thickened.
Did you really not want him?
After all that happened, he can understand somehow. 
He brought you into danger, by just being his soulmate. Just because of his existence you were suffering.
That’s the reason why Lilith left him. That's why his twin hates him so much. 
That’s how he got expelled from heaven. And that’s how he’ll lose his own mate. 
As he reached his room, he didn’t spare a glance at his rubber duck collection. 
It was all useless anyway. 
He lets himself fall on his bed. A squelch left the rubber duck he had forgotten he made for you. 
He took the duck and hugged it as close as he can to his chest. Imagining it would be you.
The tears he held back started to show. Lucifer sobbed and cried for the rest of the day. 
It’s all because of him.
You on the other hand were sobbing too. 
He felt horrible because of you. 
You hoped that the sleep will help him a bit.
And after that you two can maybe talk this out.
Little did you know that this was so wrong.
…Time Skip… 
Time flew past, and you hadn’t seen Lucifer anywhere. 
At first it was days, then weeks and now Months. 
The aftereffects of being apart from your soulmate were harsh. 
You were way skinnier than before, and you couldn’t walk for a long period of time. Eating is hard and you were always so sleepy.
You missed your Luci so much; it has gotten so bad that if you see an apple you start to cry. 
You missed his unfunny jokes and his little rubber ducks that were laying everywhere in your room. 
Your friends in the hotel were worried about you. 
You looked so weak, so weak that they’re scared that, if they touch you, you’ll fall into dust.
So you were bed ridden for the whole days.
Sitting in your Bed you were reading a book hoping it will help with the growing pain and void you felt. 
The mark started to lose its opacity, making it seem like a faded scar. 
It hurts, 
has he already forgotten about you? 
Maybe you should pay him a visit? 
But did he even wants to see you? 
Does he miss you like you miss him? 
Someone knocked on your door very faint and softly.
You stood up walking as fast as you can to the door. Your pace was very slow. 
You opened the door revealing a worried Charlie. You never saw her like that before.
"Is everything alright?” Even your voice sounded weak. 
Charlie sighed and fiddled with the bottom of her shirt. 
“It’s about my dad…” your eyes twitched, “Wait! Before you say anything let me talk first, please.” With a deep sigh you stepped to the side inviting her in. 
“I know you both are on hard rocks but please, please talk to him. I’ve never seen him like this before. Not even after mom left. He doesn’t leave his bed anymore; he covers himself with his wings. And his wings lost so many feathers.” She sat down on the couch in the small Livingroom you had.
“He doesn’t talk to me, but he’ll talk to you. So please Y/n. I don’t want to see my own father like this, he doesn’t deserve this nor you.” 
Charlie smiled but you could see right through her. 
It was taking a huge tool on her. 
She wanted to cry. 
Vaggie stood beside her and stroked Charlies back in a comforting way.
You looked down at the almost gone mark. 
Ache. 
“I’ll go.” With a little happy dance Charlie grabbed your hand and walked with you to Lucifers front door. 
Finally you stood in front of his door. You raised your hand into a fist, but you were Hesitant.
“Everything will be alright.” 
You nod at Charlie's comforting words. That’s what you needed.
You knocked softly on his door, No respond.
You tried to open the door and it’s unlocked making you stumble forward. 
You balanced yourself out and looked around the room. 
It’s very dark in here.
You continued to look and saw him laying on his bed. 
His wings covered himself in a comforting way.
You could see through the empty spaces where his feathers should be. But almost all feathers were gone, he was physically hurting. Because of the bond you two shared.
And because you hurt him.
Stepping forward you called out his name. 
Lucifer only hugged himself tighter. 
“Stop! She hates me! she’ll never come. Stop playing with me! Please stop.” He held his head tight and his screaming are mentally hurting you. 
It sounded so sad, broken and in panic. 
He was having a panic attack. 
His breathing was uneven, and he shacked so bad. 
His first started to thrash against any near surface.
In these last days he started to hallucinate from you. How you allure him into the depth of suicide.
He realized quickly that it wasn't you. This person was so cold and had no soul.
The void he was avoiding was starting to get to him.
Rushing to his side you tumbled a couple of times. “It’s me Luci.” You tried to talk calm with him, not wanting to scare him even more. 
He looked up at you, his eyes all red and puffy. 
The eyebags under his eye only worsened than the last time and no shining into those beautiful scarlet eyes.
His slit snake eyes lost their emotions, it wasn't the beautiful scarlet you fell in love with. These were dull and without any life.
He shakes his head, thinking it was one of his illusion. He started to punch his head, he wants you not the Illusion of you.
He doesn't want to die
Not when it will hurt you. Because when he dies you'll die too. And he couldn't die in peace with the thought of you suffering
You grabbed his hand, stopping him from damaging himself even more.
“I’m here.” You whispered and took him into your arms.
"It's really me."
And then he broke, crying like a child that lost his favorite toy. Grabbing you so tight that you thought you can’t breathe anymore. 
But you didn’t care. 
The pain on your wrist slowly subsided, you didn’t even realize it was hurting in the first place.
His face was pressed in the crook of your neck, you giggle a bit as you felt his breath brushing the scar from the fight. 
“I missed you.” Lucifer muttered between his sobs. 
“I missed you too.” You let out a cry, fighting the tears that are threatening to come out. 
“And I’m so sorry that I hid it from you. I was just so scared and a fool. Please don’t leave me ever again.” 
“You don’t hate me?” He raised his head to take a look at your face. “I could never.” You said as you began to stroke his hair softly. 
You two looked at each other in the eyes deeply.
“I’m sorry.” Lucifer said, “For what-“ His lips crashed on yours, you yelped at the sudden kiss but shortly give in. 
The kiss was very passionate and slow. 
Your lips moved in rhythm, his lips were so soft, and you melted right into them. 
It felt peaceful, you felt whole and the void in your heart started to get filled with butterflies and joy. 
You belonged with him. To him and he belongs to you.
You break the kiss looking down at Lucifer who was looking at you like he just saw the light of his life. 
“I Love you Y/n.”
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Michael felt devastated. 
He lost to his little brat twin brother, the one he hates the most.
it was giving him a hard time in heaven. 
He threw things around him destroying the beautiful, expensive furniture.
He threw a vase at his older brother, but his older brother Azrael the death Arch angel, caught it luckily midair.
“You should calm down, geez.” Azrael put a vase back on its place. 
Michaels blue eyes were glowing as he looked at Azrael, he was mad. 
Azrael raised his hands in surrender, not wanting to deal with his childish Tantrums. 
Michael growled and pointed at a lower-class Angel. “You!”
The Angel stood straight up, “yes sir!” Michaels wings were rustling at the anger that was building up in him once again.
“Bring Lilith to me.” 
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A/n: Poor baby
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pix3lplays · 3 months
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While I can totally see the toxic side of a relationship with Aventurine, I'm so down bad and soft for him and in love with him that I want him endlessly happy so may I interest you in the healthy version of dating Aventurine...? 👀
I haven't seen anything of him past the conversation he has with Ratio in his hotel room but I HAVE had him spinning around in my head since his very first leaks so I have too many thoughts about him unfortunately.........
I feel like his main love language is physical touch. I can see him having all the love languages tbh but his main feels like physical touch. He just feels like such a physically affectionate person who'd wanna drape himself all over his partner or the other way around. But considering how shit his social life and life in general is, he most definitely hasn't had physical affection reciprocated like. Ever.
So a partner who initiates physical affection with him even prior to establishing a relationship would destroy him methinks. Thanking him for something and then you jump into his arms to hug him tightly... When's the last time he's been hugged? Especially in such an affectionate manner??? Never!!!!!! His brain would shut down, he wouldn't process that he should hug back and when he does it's too late, you've pulled back and he already misses the warmth.
A partner who holds his hand?? ESPECIALLY in public??? It's clear nobody likes him and his reputation precedes him and everybody is space racist to him, so a partner who's unafraid to show him off like he's the greatest prize they could have would also destroy him methinks. He'd definitely adore PDA, but again, single and sad lol. So if his partner is down for PDA, Aventurine is the happiest bc he gets to indulge in his partners affections 24/7 AND ALSO SHOW THEM OFF?? flex that even someone like him could be loved??? Absolutely!!! Your designated seat is always his lap and he always has an arm around your waist or your shoulders and he will always shamelessly kiss you anytime he wants and you return all of it back and make everyone within a 30k mile radius feel single as fuck.
I can imagine once he's entirely comfortable with his partner, he is SUCH a gentleman. Shoes untied? He's getting down on one knee to fix it for you, caressing your leg softly and planting a kiss near your knee before standing back up. No he doesn't care if he gets his precious white pants dirty. No he doesn't care if any camera caught that and there'll be an article with his name in bold next day. Tired?? Will carry you bridal style. Out shopping?? (and he'd definitely love taking you out on shopping sprees) will carry all your bags. Anything!!
He slowly finds himself turning into husband material even if he has not been an ideal husband type ever. He'll find himself wanting to cook a nice meal at home for the two of you, likes having you sitting on the counter looking all pretty while he works and giving him kisses as thanks every now and then, or likes surprising you with it when you come home.
Starts memorizing your orders at restaurants or cafes, will always automatically just go and order your favorites.
Begins to refer to most plans with 'we'. It just comes out naturally. "This is a difficult mission to manage, but we can find a way around it". We. Even if you're not involved in his work in the slightest. You two are intertwined entirely to him.
He never officially asks you to move in. All he knows is one night you slept over and then slowly it became a regular and his house is becoming filled with more and more of your items, starting with your toothbrush then your towels then some spare clothes and now you practically live there. And he's so happy at how natural and comfortable and not awkward it feels. Nothing forced.
Speaking of spending the night, the first time you two shared a bed was insane to him. Being held so tenderly, with so much love and care and warmth.. All things he's so unfamiliar with. He almost couldn't handle it. His favorite sleeping position is either burying his face in your back while spooning you or having his face buried in your chest. He likes your warmth, your heartbeat, your hands stroking his hair and the other wrapped around him, he doesn't care how much of a baby these positions make him look like. He's comfortable and he deserves it.
Showering together was something he wasn't keen about until one time it happened and you washed his hair and he almost cried. Gentle hands rubbing his scalp and stroking his hair and lathering the soap so calmly, he could have died right then and there. Then washing his body with equal amounts of care. He'd never been taken care of that way. He started wanting you there for every single shower, throwing excuses like "I can't reach my back I need you to wash me!" or "my hair felt softer when you did it I don't know how so you have to do it!"
His future is uncertain. But he finds himself looking at your ring finger and wondering what wedding ring cut would look the best on it. Sees you with kids and thinks it'd be nice to have that. But it's a step he's far too afraid to consider taking, with how dangerous his work is and how the rug could get pulled from under him at any second. He'd never want endanger you or a child. Those are things for an incredibly far future, but the thought of possibly dying and not ever having it saddens him.
As for his gambling, as predictable as it is... You're his lucky charm!!!!!! But also his self-control. You pull him out of it when he starts betting a little TOO much, and you switch his drink with water when he starts getting too drunk too. You manage him without suffocating or restricting him, he'd appreciate it.
If you ever visit him during work hours at the IPC, he'd be the happiest. Just an IPC secretary coming to tell him he has a visitor who claims to be his partner and he's almost flying out of his chair like "let them in let them in!!!". Poor anyone around, because you will not be spared from Aventurine's kisses. He doesn't care who's there. In fact, if Topaz or Dr. Ratio are there, it's even better. He'd like to silently rub it in. And If you made him lunch and had come to drop it off???? He may actually just ask to marry you,, being taken care of is something he loves. Something he could get used to.
His job requires things to get dirty often. He's told you the details but you still stay. He sometimes wonders if you'll eventually snap out of this daze and realize what you've gotten yourself into. See his true colors and hate him and leave him. He thinks the day he came back home covered in blood that wasn't his own would be the final straw. But it somehow wasn't. He came fully expecting you to scream, yell, get angry, get upset, break up with him and leave. But you didn't. You just gave him a sympathetic look before dragging him to the bathroom. You tended to any injury with love, took his clothes off with care. Put what can be washed in the washing machine and threw what couldn't be to the side. Got him in the shower and helped clean him up. Dried his hair afterwards and got him in bed. Told him he should rest, he must be tired. Why do you still love him?? He's no good. He took someone's life today and you're worried about whether or not he's tired??? He won't ever understand what you see in him. But he's so grateful, he'd want to keep repaying you for your love.
And his birthdays.... If you throw him a surprise party, he'll cry. For sure. Does this guy look like anybody remembers or celebrates his birthday? He probably spends them getting wasted in some bar after blowing a couple of millions on a gambling table. A cake, decorations, gifts... You'd make that day special. Like a birthday should be.
He'd feel more and more like a human with you. Not like an object that can be used and discarded when no longer useful. A person. With feelings.
He'd get jealous. Cry in your arms. Say "tell me I'm yours". Begging for reassurance.
"You don't belong to anyone. I love you" you'd answer. And he'd break.
He doesn't know what it's like to not be owned. A slave. He doesn't know what it's like to be loved. Unconditionally.
He thinks you deserve better. But he can't let anyone else have you. So he becomes better.
Sorry this is soooo incredibly long and self-indulgent but I've been so obsessed for MONTHS this is so much pent up thoughts.... I'm so Normal about him <3
Yes you may absolutely interest me in a healthy relationship with Aventurine and I think every Aventurine fan needs to read this immediately-
The part about him coming home after a ‘work related incident’ had me SCREAMING oh my gosh
Like yeah coming to terms with the fact that Aventurine hurts people would be REALLY hard but you love him enough to trust him???
He definitely strikes me as the type who literally cannot imagine receiving anything without giving so to have someone just openly show him so much kindness without expecting something in return is literally shaking his world??
And yes physical touch Aventurine is so real- I have another ask proposing touch-starved Aventurine and that. Yeah that makes sense. Him counteracting that by being So physically affectionate just makes sense to me haha. He’s very in denial that he’s touch-starved haha…
Thank you for the food, I ENJOYED IT A LOT💕💕
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Georges Hobeika - Bridal Fall ‘24 Pt. 2
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honey-milk-depresso · 3 months
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hello there! i'd like to make a request!
may i request floyd, trey and rook with a s/o who has small hands? reader is kinda short [5'1-5'4] and their hands retain that theme. sorry for the cliche-ness, lol
ty!!
don’t worry I like it too-
TWST With a tiny S/o with tiny hands
Trey Clover
He’s gentle with someone tiny like you, and his hands are quite big and very warm to hold. He loves holding your hands too! You’re just adorable to him and likes to feel his whole hand engulfing most of your palm.
Trey also teases you a little bit due to your small stature, whenever you struggle to reach for something on the high shelf he just smiles sweetly and kisses your cheek, before helping you reach whatever was too high for you to reach and passes it to you.
Trey also loves to touch you subtly in affectionate ways: like placing his hands behind the small of your back in large crowds, holding your hand while walking down the corridors, covering the back of your hands while helping him knead dough with your much smaller hands because he just can’t help it, but he knows how to be reserved. Still, Trey loves showing small forms of physical affection to his small S/o. <3
Floyd Leech
Giant Eel Boy + Small Loveable S/o = Clinginess from the Eel 24/7.
You are just so small and his height only emphasises how tiny your are compared to Floyd. He loves squishing your cheeks, using you as his armrest and most importantly: holding your hands.
He can hold your hand forever, and his grip is firm but also gentle and he honestly can’t let you go once he starts it. You’re just such a tiny shrimpy~
Floyd becomes extra clingy and extra protective of your small stature: he places his chin on the top of you head and wrap his arms around you and sometimes glare at other students who look at you the wrong way (or legit just saying hi- he’s just like that-), hugging your waist from behind and lifting you up, twirling you around in the air with a toothy smile or suddenly sweeping you off your feet and running to no where in particular, just somewhere where you two can be alone together. <3
Rook Hunt
He thinks you’re just adorable! Simply beauté! Rook is rather fond of your short stature and he loves holding your hand. Or even bending down on one knee while holding your small and delicate hands in his gloved ones like the Prince Charming he wants to be for you even though he’s literally only asking you whether you would like to eat lunch with you.
Rook just states he “wants to practice when he gets on one knee with a diamond ring”, and you can’t tell if he’s serious or not (he is).
Rook, like Floyd, likes surprising you with affectionate touches, like sweeping you off your feet and complimenting anything about you honestly, carrying you bridal style while you both walk to class. He’s pretty much not afraid and shameless in showing everyone you’re his amazing, tiny s/o! <3
Reblogs help! ^^
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sweetfushi · 1 month
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SYNOPSIS. jjk men as your clingy husband.
TAGS. nanami, gojo, toji x reader, fluff.
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kento nanami:
— I’d like to think that Nanami is an affectionate husband, and I don’t mean ‘requires attention 24/7’ affectionate, rather he has subtle and distinct ways of making your heart flutter.
— So when the rare occasion comes around where Nanami seems restless, you can’t help but notice. He’s usually at his desk, immersed in some kind of work with his glasses on the bridge of his nose and his sleeves rolled up.
— Now, he’s standing in the door to the living room with tense posture, though every time you make eye contact with him from your seat on the couch, he seems hesitant.
— So, you open your arms out to him. “C’mere,” you encourage, watching his fingers twitch in what seems to be relief as he approaches you and lays down on the couch with his head in your lap. You take that as your cue to start combing your fingers through his hair and lightly massaging his shoulders.
— He groans. “I apologise, I’m not usually so insistent about clinging to you,” he murmurs, “but I need some relief”. You wince. “Have you been overworking yourself?” Nanami shakes his head lightly, moaning softly when your fingers press into a tense area on his lower neck. “No, not particularly. I just missed you,” he states. That’s evident in how you spend the majority of the remaining night together.
satoru gojo:
— I can also see Gojo as having some reluctance to fully embrace his desire for attention, seeing as all those he loved faced unfortunate fates. This doesn’t mean he isn’t one to practically cling to your leg, he just does this in a more reasonable manner.
— You’d be doing the laundry while humming some song you’d spent the week obsessing over when he calls out your name from the bedroom. “Yeah?” you respond. Gojo whines, what you have learned to be his nonverbal method of requesting your presence.
— He’d pull you into bed as he yawns and scratches his chest. “Miss you,” he murmurs into your neck, wrapping his arms around you to pull you against him. “I’m here, love,” you assure him. “I’m not going anywhere.”
— “Mm,” he smiles softly, chest tight. “‘M sorry.” Your brow furrows. “For what?” There’s a brief moment of silence only pierced by the sound of your soft breathing. “Don’t wanna lose you,” he mumbles before falling asleep.
— Your chest tightens at his words, brow furrowed as your eyes threaten to water. His expression was vulnerable, his voice gentle - almost desperate. Pulling his head against your chest, you wrap your arms around his shoulders. “You won’t, Satoru.”
toji fushiguro:
— “Damn, mama, you’re looking good,” Toji grins, running a hand through his hair as he observes your form, clad in your nightdress, your robe falling down your right shoulder. He hears you thank him and he almost sighs infatuatedly at the sound of your voice.
— You’re making breakfast the best you can with Toji cuddling up to you, his chin on your head as he wraps his (almost dangerously large) arms around your neck. “Why don’t you sit down, mama. I’ll get this food going, make you a coffee in the meantime,” he offers, frowning when you object, saying you have it covered.
— “Let me rephrase; my wife is going to sit at the table while I enjoy the sight of her and make breakfast,” he counters, grinning when you let out a mix of a groan and a giggle. “But—“ you’re interrupted when Toji picks you up bridal style and sits you at the kitchen table.
— He presses a kiss to your lips, breathing out a laugh at your sleepy pout and immediate compliance. “Why are you up if you’re so tired?”
— “Dunno,” you sigh, “I’m hungry.” Toji shakes his head and starts boiling the kettle before sitting next to you and resting an arm around over your shoulders. “Well, I’m not leaving until you’re satisfied.”
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pingguoringo · 5 months
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sharing this from my twitter but this made me laugh so hard. heres the full pic and my own translatkons
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BTW translations by me. im still learning so apologies for any incorrect translations
Q.05 "from those who appeared in the series, who would best suit a bridal gown?"
Poll results:
1. Naoto and Yukiko - 37 Votes
3. Persona 4 Protagonist - 24 votes
4. Nanako - 21 Votes
5. Chie - 19 Votes
6. Rise - 12 Votes
7. Yukari - 11 Votes
8. Kanji, Yosuke and Kuma (Teddie).... - 10 Votes
11. Mitsuru - 9 Votes
12. Maya - 3 Votes
Passage Translation (Not literal.) :
"Yukiko and Naoto are both 1st place winners for this situation match!
it was impressive that many comments expressed how yukiko would look good in both western and traditional clothing. A real personification of an ideal Japanese women, right?
On the other hand, notable comments about Naoto, expressed an opinion that she would look good in both groom and bridal outfits!
Many said they want to be the ones to marry them! "
for those wondering, this is taken from the Persona Offical Magazine #08 from the online questionnaire section!
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sovereignjojoz · 1 year
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how they carry you/you them (ultimate edition)
Pairings: Jonathan x reader, dio…x reader?Joseph x reader, Ceaser x reader, jotaro x reader, polenarff x reader, Avdol x reader, josuke x reader, Rohan x reader.
Warnings: weird, partial fluff, partial crack, idk, dio?, tired at Rohan’s.
Notes - for all the love on the Bucci gang edition!<3
Jonathan Joestar
Gotta be Bridal style
The og gentleman
Very traditional
He just loves to carry you he would carry you always if he could.
He’ll probably spin you around too, he’s just so sweet!
Carrying him
I mean if you insist!
It’s quite unusual in Victorian society so he’s a bit befuddled.
But if it pleases you then go ahead!
Dio Brando…
He’s just gonna be a manhandler.
He’s not sweet or nice, none of that lovey dovey stuff he’s gonna do what he wants.
He’ll carry you, drag you, whatever, he fr doesn’t care.
Not very romantic.
Carries you however he wants even if it’s never been heard of.
Kinda possessive, he might squeeze you tight if others look at you.
Touchy.
Honestly bad overall, but you dio simps probably don’t care, that’s why you like him after all! (Affectionate)🥰
Carrying him
He expects this, don’t be daft.
And he’s not gonna make it easy.
He might even make u carry him on a throne, after all he’s dio and it’s what he deserves.🤷🏽‍♀️
Joseph Joestar
To put it simply, he’s a troll.
Every time he carries you, he’ll pick you up bridal style and secure you in his arms, and only once you’ve wrapped your arms around his neck or have gotten comfortable he’ll either a) pretend to drop you (if he’s feeling kinder) or b) actually drop you.
Then he’ll laugh rambunctiously.
“C’mon babe, ya fall for it every time and it gets funnier every t-“
“Jojo!”
“ ouch my ear! ‘m sorry!”
Seems like the kinda guy who likes to carry you whilst doing squats or other gym activities just to show off his strength, he especially loves it if it gets a ride out of you.
Overall annoying
Will not put you down.
Likes to make you squirm by carrying you with one arm and touching/tickling your feet like the weirdo he is.
Kinda touchy.
So so annoying.
Will definitely show off in front of Caeser
Carrying him
Never offer
He gets even more annoying.
As soon as you've picked him up, he'll make himself as heavy as he can and literally drop all his weight on you just so you struggle.
And he's so audacious and sassy.
He'll taunt you with comments like, "oh, is that struggling I see, huh? You insisted on carrying me so chop chop."
He even snaps his fingers at you.
Just drop him.
Caeser Zeppelli
Hm, ever the charmer isn’t he?
You just know he absolutely loves carrying his s/o.
It’s obvious knowledge that he has a notorious history of being a playboy, and because of his experience with women, he knows what women like, what little gestures make them blush, how they prefer to be held etc.
So he’s going to put the knowledge he’s accumulated on you, he wants to make you swoon.
He somehow manages to always gets the timing right too, he will literally sweep you off your feet like Prince Charming.
He’ll probably want to kiss you too and like pull you really close to his chest.
He definitely wants a s/o who gets easily flustered when he carries them! No matter if you cover your face, blush, squirm he doesn’t care, he wants that reaction!
“Caeser put me down!” You whisper-shouted, trying and failing to push him away, you were literally in front of Lisa Lisa!
He kissed your neck chastely, “why Cara? I quite like you in my arms.”
“Mpmph!”
Likes to show off in front of Joseph.
Carrying him
He’ll blush out of surprise.
It’s feels so foreign to him, he’s not quite sure if he likes it!
He’ll definitely be more vulnerable to getting flustered!
Overall, he prefers to do the flustering and carrying.
Kujo Jotaro
Listen, I’m not even going to lie, you’re probably going to have to jump/floor him to get him to carry you…
Or you’re going to have to annoy him 24/7 so he considers it, just so he can get you to finally shut up.
“Jojo, Jojo, Jojo, please! I really really love you jojo! And you would do the same if you love meee-!”
Literally knocks you off of your feet.
Might just leave you on the floor.
Or he’ll hold you for one second, the drop you (heart eyes).
Jump on his back and you’ll get a piggy back for like 5 seconds or something before he pushes you off.
Small bonus! Part 4 jotaro! (+ jolyne)
Becomes more open to carrying you.
Still would rather not but if you insist fine.
He’ll brashly pick you up, stand still and hold you bridal style.
Baby Jolyne will make grabby hands and he’ll pick her up with one hand and carry you and her both.
Carries both you and baby Jolyne like sacs of potatoes.
Will put baby Jolyne on his shoulders.
Carrying him
Don’t try it, he’s got good reflexes, you might get knocked out.
He’ll probably wobble around because he doesn’t get carried.
Hates it.
Jean-Pierre Polnareff
My babygirl.
He’s such a romantic.
He just wants to pamper you and spoil you by making you not have to do anything ever, including walking!
“Ma Cherie! Please, don’t dirty your beautiful shoes in that puddle, allow me.”
Loves the feel of you close to him.
Wants you to jump on him, in his arms, any place any time.
Lil bit touchy.
He’ll speak to you in French too even if you can’t understand it (especially if you can’t) just to make you swoon more.
Sometimes he’ll carry you and dance just because.
Just lifts you when he’s extremely happy.
Give him affection!
Carrying him
If you love it he loves it.
He doesn’t care he just wants you to be happy.
Surprised at your strength though!
And he becomes very blushy too.
Avdol
You gotta be practical with him.
He won’t refuse but he certainly won’t endorse it unless you both have privacy, he’s not a fan of pda unlike others on here (cough Caeser, Joseph and Polenarff).
He’ll carry you if you’re injured though, and he’ll be so tender, making sure not to hurt you.
In terms of carrying you, he prefers the more romantic side of things such as carrying you to bed.
Although if you want to be silly and like do challenges he may indulge you once or twice even though he may not be so fond of such things.
One thing is though you absolutely cannot get caught by Joseph! He wouldn’t be able to handle the teasing!
Carrying him
The first time you attempt it, he’ll definitely grip you tightly out of surprise.
“Oh my!”
The look of pure shock on his face is so cute.
He might ask you to put him down after a while though.
He may let you carry him once or twice more.
The best Jojo Higashkiata Josuke
Similar to Mista, he LOVES to carry you in any way he can.
Like he’ll tackle you in order to carry you, in fact a lot of the time him carrying you stems from you and him play fighting.
His favourite way to carry you is putting you on his shoulder and doing whatever he wants, like he might even put you on his shoulder then go about having a normal conversation with okuyasu???
I can’t get this out of my head but I envision running at you at max speed and just picking you up, putting you on his shoulder and continuing running.
And the reason varies like sometimes it’s valid like kira will be in the vicinity and other times it’s so random.
“Oh shi- [name]! We have to go we’re gonna be late to meet my mom at the dentists.”
Carrying him
Again you’ll probably struggle.
And he’ll laugh at you and tease you.
Maybe even take a picture.
This is the time for him to relax, y’know?
He’s shameless too, like he’ll call okuyasu whilst you struggle and be like “you got this babe, anyway…”
If Rohan ever sees this is just another reason on the list of why he doesn’t like Josuke.
Kishibe Rohan
No.
He doesn’t have time for such trivial things, he’s got to work on things such as his manga.
This is something that idiot Josuke would do, not him.
But then he remembers that you’re his s/o and this will make you really happy, so he sighs and closes his sketchbook and indulges you.
Keeps it short and sweet.
When he puts you down they’ll be a couple of lingering touches.
Throw your arms around his neck, and kiss him, and tell him how much you love him then he’ll indulge you more.
Carrying him
Absolutely not, will jump out of your hold immediately and scowl.
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