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lymtw · 23 days

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Thinking of an argument with Toji that leaves you mute by choice towards him. He still talks to you and asks you questions, and while you don't turn away from him, you don't respond to him either. He ends up having to figure out whatever he needs on his own because after a minute or so you huff and walk away from the conversation.

"Mama," he calls from the bedroom, rummaging through his clothing drawers. "Have you seen my gym shorts?"

If he was able to get a word out of you, he would know that you washed them for him. Though you were still sizzling with anger towards him, you pulled them out of the dryer and walked them over to the room. He could hear your little footsteps as you approached the room, and when he turned to look at you, he noticed you were holding his shorts in your hand.

Your eyes were vacant towards him. You didn't want them to be because it sucks when you can't look at him with the endless amount of love you have in store for him. It's still there, but it's being masked by a poker face.

You toss the shorts onto the bed and leave. Toji sighs, irked by the fact that it's actually starting to sting now. Your disregard for him because you're ruled by your emotions and he lets things go too easily because he can't hold a grudge towards you, even if he feels you're in the wrong.

Toji never knew how much he depended on your voice until you wouldn't let him hear it. He depends on you to tell him where things are because without you they would be scattered all over the place. He doesn't know your method of organization, but somehow when he needs something and looks to you in order to find it, you pull it out from right under his nose. He depends on you to tell him he's doing a good job, and to tell him you love him, and just reassure him in general. It makes him feel good to know that someone thinks he's good enough, but recently the one person who feeds him affection like it's as important as food and water, has left him to starve. You haven't said a word to him in almost two days, and he feels like he's starting to go crazy. The sound of his own voice is driving him insane. It's gotten so bad that he had to make a mental note of how he's going to get you back that same night.

Toji leaves for the gym and texts you during his time there. He includes some images because it's now an unspoken rule that he always has to send you gym pics.

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... 😳🤐

Yeah, I know you like those. I'll be home soon.

You take the time to doll yourself up while he's still out. It's for him, but you won't tell him that until you come back from your "night out". Really, you're just gonna go get dinner for both of you from his favorite little restaurant. You just want to see how far he's willing to let this go, because you're caving. You're ready to apologize even when you know he's not upset at all. You're ready to spoil him in order to make up for those severe feelings you held towards him. You're ready to hear about how stubborn and unbelievable you are for this little act you pulled.

You spray on some perfume and walk out of the bathroom, just in time to catch Toji walking through the door.

"Woof, where're you going, ma?" He asks, setting down his gym bag before absorbing everything you were gracing him with. His eyes flit up and down your body, lingering on the very bare skin of the legs that come out from under your skirt. He can smell your perfume from where he stands, its elegant scent masking even the smell of his own potent sweat.

You didn't answer his question, and left him to wonder why you're all dressed up at seven o'clock at night. Was it a girl's night or were you openly showing him that you have options? Did he miss a message or a call from you?

You grabbed your wallet and scooted past him. You walked halfway down the corridor of your apartment building before realizing that maybe this was a bit much. You would make him worry over you going on a five minute walk to grab some food? All so you can show him you're mad? You cracked.

🥟🥡🍜.

Toji was staring at his screen, waiting for anything from you. The screen flashes like some sort of miracle and your message is seen by him. He chuckles, feeling a sense of relief wash over him at the sight of your little emoticons.

You came back home as fast as possible, bags of food in hand as you patiently waited for the elevator to bring you up to your floor. You took your time walking through the corridor, this time, not knowing how you would react once you saw Toji or if you would immediately say something to him. You're ready to talk to him, you want to talk to him. You miss him, you love him, and you hate the passiveness you threw yourself into around him as an act of retaliation.

There you were, standing in front of the door, nervous beyond belief for what was behind it. You collected yourself and twisted the doorknob, ready to face anything that came to you.

Toji stood from the couch and walked over to you to take the bags from your hands. The smell of his body wash wafted into your nose. There was an imaginary white flag hanging out of your pocket, and it was about to fall out to signal your surrender to Toji.

He pecks your cheek and watches in real time as color floods into your face. It's one of the most adorable things he's ever seen—you standing there so rigidly afterwards. He gives you a soft smile and resists the urge to coo at you for being so cute. Instead, he heads to the table to put the bags of food down.

You shut the door, and within a split second, Toji was in front of you again. "Ma," he says, sounding a little more desperate than he thought he would. "Say something." You stand there like a statue—unmoving, but unlike a statue, you are easily moveable. Especially, by Toji. "Anything, mama, please." He crouches down at your feet, his warm hands resting on the backs of your knees and his cheek resting on one of your thighs. This position made it look like you were being worshipped by him, and anyone who ever saw him do this would know that it was true, because he worshipped everything about you. From the top of your head, to the ground your feet stood on.

"Don't you miss having my hands on you?" They glide up and down the backs of your thighs. He looks up at your stunned expression. You won't look down at him, so he gets to see the way you swallow the words dying to leave your mouth, and the slight widening of your eyes as he lets his hands roam your lower body. "I know I do. I've been in hell these past couple days." He presses a soft kiss to your knee, then one more on your thigh. "I didn't mean what I said. I don't think you're selfish, baby. Maybe i'm just a greedy asshole," he says, rekindling the subject of what led to your silence towards him. His hand maneuvers around your leg so that his palm is on your thigh, making its way up towards the inner part of it. "But, I know something," his lips trail further up your thigh, softly kissing your skin. "I'm greedy about you. That can't and won't be changed, even when we argue like idiots."

You put your hand on his head as he starts kissing up your inner thighs, making his way even further up beneath your skirt.

"Come on, my sweet girl," he murmurs, his lips meeting the front of your underwear. "Tell me you want me to stop. Tell me you hate that my filthy paws are on you, right now."

Your legs tremble at the lightness of his touch, and you internally cringe at how sensitive you've always been for him.

"Toji..." you gasp. You feel his warm tongue flatten between your legs, a slow upwards drag of the muscle makes your thighs quiver before him. You whimper at the damp warmth his saliva leaves on your panties. "Fuck..." you moan, breathily. "Don't stop. Stay there, please."

The first word you reintroduced yourself with being a moaned out rendition of his name was heaven reaching down to pat him on the back for knowing exactly what to do to get you to talk again.

"Open wider for me, baby. Let me see," Toji says, your skirt still veiled over his head. You take a step back so that your back is against the door and widen your stance a little more. He hooks one of your legs over his shoulder and you shudder when his tongue returns to slide through your clothed folds. He doesn't even need to produce that much saliva to drench the fabric of your underwear because you've done that for him already with your leaking arousal.

You shut your eyes and rest your head against the door as Toji continues his act of filth between your thighs. You can hear him panting below you, your taste pleasantly coating his tongue every time he sucks on the garment that clings to you.

You cry out his name with sharp breaths following, your fingers tangling into his locks, gripping and tugging as his lips catch onto your cunt. "Fuck, fuck, fuck," you grit out, whimpering at the contrast between his mouth and his hands. His hands offer a gentle massage to your thighs, softly kneading the plush between his fingers. His mouth moves purposefully because he knows exactly what it takes to make you fall apart with it. He coats his tongue with your essence every time he laps at the wet patch on your underwear, sticky webs of arousal connecting him to you.

"T-Toji!" You squeal, your cunt throbbing with every brush of his tongue. "I'm gonna cum... Fuck, i'm gonna cum..." you whine.

Toji pushes your underwear to the side, and glides his tongue through your generously slicked folds once and you're instantly arching your back off the door, squirming in his hold and moaning carelessly as he sloppily makes out with your cunt. He desperately chases the sound of your pleasure-ridden voice, wanting to hear the way it raises in pitch when he strokes you just right. He doesn't want it to stop, it's been too long. Two days way too long. You tug at his hair with one hand, dragging the nails of your other hand down the door. You breathe heavily as Toji manipulates your pleasure until your thighs are trembling.

Toji pulls away and lifts your skirt off his head. He lowers your leg back down and stands up from his crouched position. He faces you with glossy lips that shine with all the juices he collected from you, some of it drooling down his chin to give him an even more messy appearance. He presses his lips to yours, making slow movements to allow you to realize what is happening while your eyes are closed. You can taste yourself on his lips as you catch the rhythm.

There's a loud smack in the last kiss before he releases you, a feral look in his green eyes as he dotes on your blissed out appearance. You look too pure for someone who's just experienced something so sinful. "Hey, look at me," he coos, cupping your cheeks in his hands. "Look at me," he repeats, staring at you as you try to catch your breath with closed eyes.

You hum, rolling your eyes open to lazily stare back at him. Your eyelids felt so heavy as you looked at him, but you liked how vigilant he was being. It made you crack a grin, a small gesture that had Toji's heart thudding a little quicker, now.

"I wanna fuck you so bad, mama." His eyes trail yours as they look away from his gaze. "If this is your reaction to my mouth, I don't even know what to expect for when I'm inside you."

You look down to see what's been poking your thigh for the past minute or so, and it's the monster in his pants, outlined for your eyes to quickly spot and everything.

"Come on," you say, reaching your hand out to him. He takes it and allows you to lead him to the bedroom.

Toji shuts the door and locks it to give the situation a deeper level of intimacy. There's no one there but the two of you and yet you feel even more secluded by the gesture.

He wasn't aggressive in the way he bared you for his eyes. He pulled you close to him by the waist, your body against his as he peeled your layers of clothes off.

"Stay," he says, when you take a step back. He takes that step towards you again, placing his hands on your hips, and snaking them around to your back to locate the zipper for your skirt. He exhales through his nose, lidded eyes watching the longing expression on your face closely as he pulls down the zipper and allows the article to fall on the floor. His fingers fiddle with the hem of your shirt before he fully slides his hands beneath it, and raises it up your torso higher and higher. You put your arms up and allow him to slip it off your head.

He makes haste of getting his own clothes off, a sly smirk decorating his face when he sees you admiring him from where you sit on the end of the bed as you take off your bra and underwear. You're forced further up the bed by Toji as he inches closer and closer to you. You reach a dead end and welcome the suffocating warmth of his body as he cages you onto the bed.

"Don't do that to me again, mama," he murmurs, before leaning down to peck your lips. "Don't let me talk to myself for that long when you have such a pretty voice to respond with."

You laugh, pulling a small grin from him. "I didn't think you'd care, to be honest. I thought you'd tell me i'm being childish or ridiculous."

"Nah, princess. I thought I was gonna die."

You giggle, pulling him close again. "You're exaggerating."

"You wouldn't let me touch you. Not even when we went to bed, so it was like we were friends instead of lovers sleeping together. Especially with how far on your side you slept."

"Oh, baby," you coo, pressing multiple quick apologetic kisses to his lips. He chuckles at the affection, and his eyes close instinctively as your kisses become more widespread on his face. He missed this more than anything. "What can I do for your forgiveness, my love?"

"Just let me fuck you, ma. That's all. Give me my privilege to all of this, again." His hand slowly trails from your chest to your stomach, a touch you longed for dearly during those two days that you verbally ignored him.

"It's yours," you whisper to him. You peer up at him with your constellation eyes, silently begging him to realize how much you need him. "I'm yours, so show me the use you have for the privilege over my body, baby."

He leans down to kiss you, softly. He's desperate for you, but his lips don't falter their delicate synchrony because of it. He guides the tip of his cock through your folds, rubbing up and down the slickness a couple times before slowly sinking into you. Your ability to tangle with Toji's lips slowly deteriorates, and your focus strays to the stretching happening lower down your body, so Toji picks up the slack and feeds you his kisses.

"Come on," he groans out. Not even he is immune to the rebirth of sex with you. You're warm and inviting, and you embrace the pain and comfort he offers every time he craves you or you crave him. This time is no exception. "Kiss me back, sweetheart. Give them all to me," he mutters, before attempting to connect his lips to yours again. You dig your heels into the mattress and your toes curl as you feel his girth continue to submerge inside you.

Toji cups your chin and uses his fingers to squish your cheeks together into a makeshift pout for him to kiss. He can hear your hummed little whimpers in response to him sheathing himself further into you. He was being gentle, because hurting you is a crime in his world.

"Fuck, I missed this, mama," he says, goosebumps rising on his torso as he drags himself out of you halfway and pushes himself back in again. "So warm..." he says over the sound of your pleasured moan. He sighs, a grunt following as he starts a careful rocking rhythm into you. "I could stay inside you forever."

"I could keep you here forever," you rephrase, gazing up at him with those eyes he unequivocally loves. They've reverted back to the default loving expression you hold for him, the vacancy of your previous gaze now filled with love, excitement, lust, and overall enchantment. It's a beautiful thing to see your hurricanes subside.

He leans down to kiss you again, distributing the kisses on your face and leading them towards your neck. You could feel his abs dragging up and down your stomach with every roll of his hips against yours.

"Mmm... Toji," you moan, bringing your hands to his back. One of them moves up to the nape of his neck, threading through the dampened locks of his hair, the other traces his spine to distract you from how badly you want to dig your nails into him.

"I know," he coos, kissing the spot beneath your ear. "I know, doll. It's always this good with you."

You gasp at the feeling of his cock prodding the more sensitive area within you. "Right there, right there... Oh..." you moan out, inevitably digging your nails into his shoulder blades while Toji directs his kisses back up your neck and towards your face again so he can see the honest expression on it. You're lost in pleasure, vibrating as another orgasm rushes through you.

"Fuck, mama.. let me-" he groans, outwardly losing it at the overflow of your juices. "Let me see those pretty eyes," he pants, gripping your waist a little more harshly as he feels his cock on the brink of expelling into you. "Need you to watch me," he says, taking in the way your lips part to release your sounds of utter satisfaction. Your eyes flutter open to center on his greedy eyes. You mirror his lustful, lidded gaze, the look enough to make him spill inside you, making your cunt even sloppier. "You're gorgeous, ma," he says, mindlessly, as he fucks into you with a little more fervor. "Fucking stunning," he mutters through pants, to which you respond with a sly smirk. The gesture lured a groan out of him and made his cock twitch as he finished releasing into you.

You giggle when he stills his hips. Your combined attempts to regulate your breathing fills the silence that follows. "What're you laughing at?" He asks, massaging your hip with his thumb.

"You tell me that all the time like you're obsessed with me or something."

"And if I am?" he says with a voice so deep you have to blink to see that it's still your gentle giant of a man. "Is it too much for you? Can you handle it? Am I suffocating you, baby?" he purrs, cupping your cheeks while leaning in close to emphasize his points. All it does is allow you to closely admire how handsome he is and really think about what's happening in this moment. This green-eyed, raven-haired man, with the prettiest pointed nose and the most attractive scarred lips, is bedding you, and doing it so well.

"Never. Come closer and bite," you murmur.

He takes your lips in his again, a little more aggressive than before. You asked him to bite, and that's exactly what he's doing. The make out has him rocking both of you a little faster, working you towards yet another orgasm. You nip at his bottom lip and run your tongue over it when hisses. You hum out a little giggle, and moan into his mouth when he jolts into you.

"God, i'll bust again if you keep doing that. I'm serious, mama" he groans, swiping his tongue over his stinging bottom lip. You think he's being dramatic so when he leans down to kiss you again, you bite his bottom lip and suck on it. You gasp, releasing his lip and stare at him with wide eyes as his excessive warmth spurts into your cunt, filling it to the brim and beyond, to the point of leakage.

"F-Fuck... you're terrible," he groans, shuddering with tense abdominal muscles as he lures the entirety of his orgasm out. "Cum," he says, panting as he picks up the pace of his rutting to get you to follow his orgasm. "I can feel you clenching around me like hell. I know you want to," he says, reaching a hand between you and him to stimulate your clit.

Your already labored breathing picks up and your heart is pounding in your ears aggressively as you roll your hips back against his. You whimper as you feel your peak get closer and closer, a cried out and breathy "fuck!" leaving you when it arrives, followed by high pitched moans that make Toji's heart race. You arched your back off the mattress as you reached the zenith of your orgasm with the help of Toji's finger rapidly rubbing your clit while he maintained his satisfying pace inside you.

You whimper, slapping a hand onto Toji's wrist to stop his movements on you. He smirks at the sight of your trembling thighs, your heaving chest, and the sound of your dazed hums. You always were such a delicate thing. So fragile that even with just enough of his attention, he could break you.

"Tired yet?" He asks, admiring your relaxed facial features. You nod with your eyes closed, your lips parted to release little puffs of air. "Thought you'd be. I'll go grab some towels for us to shower." He pulls out of you, taking a moment to admire your collaborative masterpiece.

"Baby..." you whine, sitting up when you feel his weight lift off the bed. "I can't get up." You dramatically let yourself fall back on the bed and stick your tongue out to portray your exhaustion.

"Get up, you faker. That's all you have to do and i'll take care of the rest."

"Too tired to wash myself right now..." you say, waking up for a second before closing your eyes again. Toji can see the sly grin on your face and the little shake of your stomach as you stifle your giggles.

"Guess you're too tired to eat, too, huh? You know i've got a huge appetite, and I could eat all that food you brought by myself."

"You wouldn't," you say, abruptly sitting up on the bed and squinting at him. "There's enough to feed three people in those bags."

"I've got the stomach of three people in one, so you better catch up before you're left with my seconds."

You sigh, too tired to move, but you get up anyway and trail behind Toji. "Baby, can you pleeease clean me up? I'm beat."

He puts his hands on your shoulders as he now walks behind you. "Sure, but don't complain when I take longer on certain areas."

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kingtinaa · 6 days

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𝐁𝐀𝐃 𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐀❥𝐒𝐈𝐌𝐉𝐀𝐄𝐘𝐔𝐍

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𝗀𝖾𝗇𝗋𝖾❥ college!au, romance , fluff, fake-dating!trope, friends to lovers!au

𝗌𝗎𝗆𝗆𝖺𝗋𝗒❥𝖺s you struggle to maintain your sanity over the looming end-of-year dentistry exam, Jake’s sudden toothache only adds to the chaos.

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I rummaged through my closet, searching for an outfit for the party next week. The hangers clinked together as I pushed aside dresses and tops, each one less appealing than the last. My room was in mild disarray, with textbooks and notebooks scattered across my desk and bed. The soft hum of the air conditioner was the only sound, aside from my occasional sighs of frustration.

After sifting through the limited options, I realized none of them were suitable. A wave of determination washed over me as I decided to find something perfect. I straightened up, glancing at my reflection in the mirror. My dark hair was pulled back in a loose ponytail, and I wore a simple tank top and jeans. Comfortable enough for a shopping trip, I thought.

I grabbed my purse from the hook by the door, slung it over my shoulder, and did a quick inventory: wallet, phone, keys. Satisfied, I headed to the small mirror near the entrance to check my appearance one last time. I smoothed down my ponytail, adjusted my top, and took a deep breath. Today was going to be productive.

Stepping out of my dorm room, I locked the door behind me and made my way down the hall. The dormitory was quiet, most students either out or engrossed in their studies. The common area I passed through had a few students lounging on the couches, chatting softly. I waved at a couple of acquaintances as I walked by, feeling a mix of excitement and determination.

Exiting the building, I was greeted by the warm afternoon sun. The campus was alive with activity, students milling about, heading to classes or enjoying the day. The lush green lawns and blooming flowers added a picturesque quality to the scene, but I barely noticed as I made a beeline for the city center.

The journey was a mix of the city's vibrant energy and my anticipation of finding the ideal dress. The sun was high, casting warm light over the buildings as I walked past street vendors and busy cafes. The aroma of freshly baked bread and brewed coffee wafted through the air, adding a comforting charm to my journey.

The city center was alive with activity. Street musicians played lively tunes, and groups of friends chattered animatedly as they window-shopped. I soaked in the vibrant atmosphere, my steps quickening with excitement as I neared my destination.

Finally, I arrived at the shopping center, a sprawling complex filled with stores of every kind. I weaved through the crowds, my eyes scanning the signs until I spotted a chic little boutique named "Elegance." The shop’s front display was adorned with mannequins dressed in beautiful, elegant gowns. I pushed open the glass door and stepped inside, greeted by the soft scent of lavender and the gentle hum of ambient music.

The shop was filled with a variety of dresses, each more beautiful than the last. I browsed through the racks, my fingers trailing over fabrics of silk, chiffon, and lace, until my eyes fell on a satin beige dress. It was elegant and simple, yet it complemented my curves perfectly. I knew this was the one. The dress shimmered subtly under the store's soft lighting, the satin smooth and cool to the touch.

I took the dress into the fitting room, my heart pounding with anticipation. Slipping into it, I admired my reflection in the mirror. The dress hugged my figure in all the right places, the fabric flowing gracefully down to my knees. I felt a surge of confidence; this dress was perfect.

After trying it on and feeling satisfied with my choice, I approached the register, where a friendly sales associate wrapped the dress carefully in tissue paper before placing it in a sleek shopping bag. I paid for the dress and left the store, the bag swinging at my side as I made my way back to the street.

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As I made my way back to my dormitory, I decided to take the bus to save time. Standing at the bus stop, I watched as people bustled past, some with bags of groceries in hand. It was then that I realized I was out of essentials myself.

A woman with a couple of bags filled with fruits and vegetables caught my eye, triggering my memory. I mentally scolded myself for forgetting to pick up groceries earlier. Determined to rectify my oversight, I resolved to stop by the convenience store on my way back.

When the bus arrived, I boarded and found a seat by the window, gazing out at the passing scenery as the bus trundled along its route. The city streets were alive with activity, people going about their daily lives. I couldn't help but feel a sense of camaraderie with my fellow passengers, all on their own journeys.

As the bus neared my stop, I pulled the cord to signal my request and stood up, making my way to the exit. Stepping off the bus, I thanked the driver and headed towards the convenience store I had passed earlier.

The automatic doors slid open with a whoosh, and I entered, grabbing a basket and weaving through the aisles. The store was brightly lit, its shelves stocked with an array of items. I picked up essentials—milk, bread, some fresh vegetables, and a few snacks for late-night study sessions. As I reached the checkout counter, I noticed a small display of fresh flowers and added a bouquet of daisies to my basket on a whim.

With my purchases in hand, I left the store and made my way back to my dormitory. The sun was beginning to set, casting a golden glow over the buildings. The weight of the bags made my arms ache, but I felt content knowing I had everything I needed for the week ahead.Continuing my path, unexpectedly one of the bags had ripped open, and a pack of tomatoes along with some raspberries had fallen out. As I bent down to pick them up with ,a hand was placed in front of me. Startled, I looked up and saw a familiar figure – Sunoo, a mutual friend who was really close with Jay and Jake.

"Sunoo, hi!" I exclaimed, relieved to see a friendly face. "Thanks for the help. This bag just couldn't handle all the weight."

Sunoo replies with a warm smile, reaching down to help me gather the spilled groceries. “Don’t worry about it,” Glancing toward your armful of groceries. “Planning a feast?,” He giggles, whereas I chuckled, feeling flustered by the situation. "Just the usual groceries. Nothing too exciting." He replies with a mischievous smile as he handed me the retrieved items, and together we managed to salvage what we could.

We made our way into the dorm building together, chatting about classes and upcoming events. As we reached my room, I fumbled with my keys, finally managing to unlock the door. Stepping inside, I gestured for Sunoo to follow me.

As Sunoo looked around my room, his eyes fell on the stacks of dentistry textbooks and notes scattered across my desk."Whoa, you're really diving deep into this dentistry stuff, huh?" he remarked, raising an eyebrow.

"Yeah, it's been pretty intense," I replied with a sigh, gesturing towards the textbooks. "But I'm determined to make it through."Sunoo nodded in understanding before his expression turned thoughtful. "Actually, speaking of dentistry, one of my buddies has been dealing with some really bad tooth pain recently. It's been keeping him up at night."

"That sounds rough," I sympathized, wincing at the thought of tooth pain. "Has he seen a dentist about it?"

Sunoo shook his head. "Not yet. He's been putting it off, hoping it'll go away on its own. But I keep telling him he needs to get it checked out before it gets worse."

"Well, you're right," I agreed, concern etching my features. "Tooth pain can be a sign of some serious issues. He should definitely see a dentist as soon as possible."

Sunoo nodded in agreement. "I'll keep bugging him about it. Hopefully, he listens before it's too late."

"Well, if he's hesitant about seeing a dentist, maybe I can help," I offered, feeling a sense of responsibility as a dentistry student. "You could give him my number, and we can make plans to meet up. I could take a look and see if there's anything I can do to help."

Sunoo's eyes widened in surprise, a grateful smile spreading across his face. "Really? That would be amazing! I'll definitely pass along your number and let him know."

"Of course," I replied with a reassuring smile. "Just let me know when he's available, and we'll figure something out."

With a nod of gratitude, Sunoo bid me goodbye and headed back to his dorm room. As I finished unpacking the groceries and settled in for the evening, I couldn't shake the feeling of responsibility weighing on my shoulders. But I was determined to help Sunoo's friend and alleviate his tooth pain before it became a more serious issue.

Looking back now, I should have realized the obvious signs that this patient was going to be special. Those subtle cues were the prologue to a story that would unfold with unexpected twists and turns.

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sorry it’s so short if I feel cheeky I might make the next one longer. I don’t wanna take too long updating🥲🥲

hope you guys like it x

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wolvenkingulfiri · 8 months

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A lesson in life

It's such a beautiful day today, the sun shining, birds chirping, and the smell of fresh cut grass wafting on the gentle breeze. the park is bustling with this nice weather, making people watching quite entertaining. as i walk along the narrow graveled path, i watch the many people i pass along the way, mentally making up stories as i go.

the young thin blonde woman sitting alone on the bench is waiting for her boyfriend, he'd fallen behind on their jog even though he claimed to run regularly. the elderly couple sitting by the pond feeding the ducks strick me as a pair of grandparents enjoying retirement after a lifetime of working hard backbreaking jobs, resulting in both needing a cane and walker in their golden years.

a tall man with short light grey hair, dressed in a business suite, strides along the path in front of me. clearly in a rush yet going slow enough to take in the surronding serenity of the park. we walk the same path for a few more minutes before i stop to enjoy a sip from a nearby fountian. when i get back to my walk, i see the man off in the distance still strolling along at his quickened pace. It's not long before i close some of the distance to a meer thirty feet when i see something fall behind the man.

"Sir, i think you dropped something," i yell out, but the man pays me no mind and continues walking.

i run up and grab the object off the graveled path.

" Sir, you dropped your..." i look up, and the man has vanished.

" wallet..."

it makes no sence, theres still about a block to the exit of the park, yet the man is nowhere to be seen. i look down at the wallet in my hand, a simple brown trifold leather wallet. i open it in hopes of finding the guys id so that i can return it, but to my dismay, there's nothing, not even credit cards or cash. the only thing i find is a thick envelope in the billfold.

i pull the mass of paper from its cramped leathery confines, hoping to find some sort of address or identification, but alas nothing.

all there is is a single name on the front and a wax seal locking the contents away from prying eyes.

"panelope"

the name is written so delicatly and in such a fancy form of cursive i wonder who she is to this man. Is she his wife, daughter...whoever she is, she must mean a lot to this man if he's to write her name in such a way. either that or he's very old-fashioned and has excellent penmanship.

still im left with more questions at this point than answers. from the looks of him, he looked to be in his late sixties and dressed like he was the ceo of some high end firm. however, he was walking through the park in the middle of the day and week, granted so was i, but at least i own my business, so maybe he does as well.

then there's the fact that he had nothing aside from this letter in his wallet.even for someone who is high on the corporate food chain, that is a bit odd not having an id.

i flip the envalope over and examine the seal where i get my first clue, or at least i hope i do. embosed in emerald wax with gold lettering is the name daniel in the same elegant cursive as the name on the front. whoever this daniel person is i have to admitt the man has a certian regal elegance to him. i look around in hopes the man has realized he'd lost something, but i see him nowhere. with no option left and the bitting curiosty of this letters contents, i opt for what could be a bad idea if he does happen to come back to find me reading his letter.

with a heavy sigh, i walk off the path toward a nearby bench overlooking the pond. the sounds of the ducks swimming by and the gentle breeze whispering sweet nothings through the trees. the secrets the letter holds beconning to be read drawing my finger to the seal. i lightly tug at the seal as it gives way, allowing the flap to open, revealing a carefully folded sheet of paper.

in a futiel attempt to contain my curiosity, i gently set the shell down onto my waiting lap. just as expected, the handwritting is as elegant and perfect as the namesake and seal, leaving me mysitifed at how uniform and nearly flawless it is throughout the entire sheet. without hesitation, i start to read.

my dearest panelope,

i miss you with every fiber of my being, and i count every passing second until we're back in each others arms. there's not a moment i dont think about you, your soft, warm kisses, the way your long black hair shines in the afternoon sun. i long for the days when I'd see you smile and giggle at my lame jokes. the truth is i miss every part of you and want so much to hold you agian the way i used to when we got tangled up by the lake with fireflies dancing around us on those warm summer nights.

with all that said, the guys in my unit say I've won the lottery with a woman like you. but then again, i talk about you almost nonstop. things here have been pretty quiet, the weathers nice, when the sun goes down However, so does the temp, making it feel just like home but more humid with large bugs. i swear a masquito was flying around the bunk house the other night, it sounded like a damn helocopter, nearly drank corpral jiggs bone dry.

i guess we're stationed here for a few more months and then shipping out to less hostile territory. but we may be there for a while. capt. louis says so long as things stay quiet here we may get to go home not too long after that, but heres hoping.

with love daniel.

i can't help but think about the man who wrote this and why he would keep something like this in his wallet. just as i place the letter down, i feel a hand rest on my shoulder. i look up and see the man standing behind me, sending a wave of fear and embaresment wash through me.

"I-I..." Is all i get out before he speaks

"i see you found my wallet and my letter." he says as he walks around the bench to sit beside me.

" im sorry, sir. i didn't mean to pry... i just didn't see any id and thought that the letter may have a way to find you or at least the person it's addressed to so i could return it." i stammer out.

"It's ok, young man. but sadly, the people in those letters are long gone from this world." he looks out over the water, shimmering in the setting sun.

"Oh... im sorry to hear that. are you their relative?" i ask, unsure of how to approach it.

"Heh. no... I wrote that letter after boot camp to my wife many years ago." he says, watching a flock of ducks swim past.

" So what happened? it seemed as if things were going alright out there... I mean, you're here, so something went in your favor?" i prod trying to make sense of the situation.

" it was war, son. we got held up in a small abandoned village for days, enemies surronded us, living off rations and leftover cans of food from the people who lived there before fleeing for safer lands. we were down to our last bit of munitions, we fought to the bitter end. just when we thought it was over for us, a new unit can in and mowed them down. we sustained heavey casulties, but a good number of us got to come home. As for panelope, we got to share fifteen years together before she passed. i keep that letter with me to remind myself that when it feels like everything is against you and you're at your lowest, to never give up and keep fighting." he says with a smile, looking back to me.

I look down at the papers and smile as I carefully fold them back up and nestle them back into the envelope.

"Here you go, sir. And again, I'm sorry for snooping." I mutter, handing the envalope back to the old man.

"You know son, in spite of losing my wallet and giving you quite the fright. I'd say we both benefited." He says with a smile as he gingerly slides the envalope into his breast pocket.

"What do you mean, sir?"

"Well, you see... I get to reminisce about my beloved panelope, and you get to hear an old man's stories and learn to Never take things for granted and always hold out hope." He replies as he stands.

"And thank you for picking up my wallet. It may be empty with only an old man's scribbles to some. But to me, it means the world."

He gestures as if tipping his hat to me before getting back to the path and vanishing from sight. Leaving me with a lasting impression of a veteran who served through hell to make it home. To inevitably impart a life's worth of wisdom onto a stranger who found a wallet.

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basketball star PT17

The atmosphere in Y/N's apartment was buzzing with excitement as they prepared for dinner. Julie sat on the couch, scrolling through her phone to find a suitable restaurant.

"Any preferences, Hollywood?" Julie asked, teasingly.

Rachel chuckled, "I'll leave the decision to the locals. Surprise me."

Y/N, hearing the conversation from the bathroom where she helped Elena get ready, called out, "Just make sure they have good pasta!"

Julie nodded and continued her search, determined to find the perfect place.

Meanwhile, Y/N and Elena were in the bathroom, sharing laughs and bantering about their outfit choices. Elena, being a typical pre-teen, had a strong opinion on what she wanted to wear.

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In the bathroom, Y/N stood before the mirror, debating on what to wear for the dinner. The options ranged from casual to elegant, but she finally settled on a stunning red dress. The elegant attire seemed fitting for the occasion, and she wanted to make a good impression on Rachel.

As Y/N finished getting ready, Elena entered the room and couldn't help but tease her sister, "Is that the 'impress Hollywood' dress?"

Y/N chuckled, "Maybe a little."

Julie, having overheard the banter, "You look gorgeous, Y/N. Hollywood won't know what hit her," she said with a wink.

Rachel, emerging from the bathroom after a quick shower, was handed a black cocktail dress by Julie. "This will look amazing on you," Julie assured her.

As Elena playfully selected her outfit in the living room, Rachel tiptoed out of Julie's room, wearing the black cocktail dress. Y/N, engrossed in searching for her wallet, turned around to find herself starstruck by the sight of Rachel. Flustered and blushing, Rachel entered the room, radiating a unique charm that left Y/N momentarily speechless.

Elena, ever the playful tease, couldn't resist poking fun at the moment. "Oh, I see Hollywood has a new leading lady!" she exclaimed, grinning mischievously.

Caught off guard, Y/N stammered, "I—uh, well, you look great, Rachel."

Julie, stepping out of the bathroom in her underwear while brushing her hair, seemed entirely nonchalant. Y/N and Elena were accustomed to such scenes due to their close bond, but Rachel, not entirely familiar with their dynamic, couldn't help but feel a bit shy and unsure of how to behave.

Elena, enjoying the reactions, continued to tease, "Big sis, you're blushing like a teenager with a crush!"

Julie, joining the banter, chuckled, "Don't mind me. Just getting ready for our memorable night!"

Sensing Rachel's unease, Y/N decided to steer the situation back to comfort. "Alright, everyone, let's give Rachel some space. Julie, get dressed, and let's get ready to head out," Y/N suggested with a reassuring smile.

Julie, still brushing her hair, gave a nod, "Sure thing, Captain. I'll be quick."

As Julie retreated to the bathroom to finish getting ready, Y/N turned to Rachel, giving her an understanding look. "Sorry about that. We're a bit of a chaotic bunch," Y/N admitted with a chuckle.

Elena, still oblivious to the slight tension, chimed in, "Yeah, we can be a lot sometimes. But we mean well."

Rachel, appreciating Y/N's consideration, managed a smile. "No need to apologize. I'm just not used to this... closeness."

Y/N reassured her, "It's okay. We're just a bunch of friends and family. You'll get used to it."

With everyone now preparing for the evening, the apartment buzzed with a mix of excitement and anticipation for the night ahead.

As everyone got ready to leave, Y/N took charge, her organizational instincts kicking in. "Alright, team, let's make sure we've got everything. Julie, do you have your phone, wallet, and keys?"

Julie, already standing at the door, checked her pockets with a dramatic sigh. "Yes, Captain, I've got everything."

Turning to Elena, Y/N continued, "Little Seastar, how about you? Phone, snacks, and your precious unicorn?"

Elena giggled at the mention of her toy. "Yes, yes, and yes! And stop calling me Seastar in front of Rachel; it's embarrassing!"

Y/N winked at Rachel, explaining, "It's her nickname for me, so it's only fair."

Rachel chuckled, enjoying the family dynamic. Y/N turned back to the checklist. "Now, keys, wallet, and... oh, did we grab a small snack for the road?"

Julie, ready to leave, exclaimed, "We're not going on a road trip, Captain!"

Y/N smirked, "You never know when hunger might strike. Better safe than sorry."

Julie rolled her eyes, and Elena joined in, "Always prepared, just like a good Captain!"

As Y/N continued her playful checklist, she found herself seamlessly including Rachel in the routine. "And for Rachel," she said, ticking off an imaginary list, "we've got... phone, wallet, keys, and, uh, snacks?"

Rachel couldn't help but play along, amused by the unexpected inclusion. "Wow, you're thorough. Snacks sound good, though. Can't forget those."

Y/N, realizing her unintentional slip, blushed and stammered, "Oh, I'm sorry, I just... habit, you know. Forget I said that."

Elena, the ever-observant tease, grinned mischievously. "Captain, giving Rachel the VIP treatment already?"

Julie chimed in, "Looks like the 'always prepared' motto extends to everyone tonight."

Trying to regain composure, Y/N playfully nudged Julie, "You started it, Commander."

As they reached the door, Rachel couldn't resist a teasing whisper to Y/N. "Should I add anything to your checklist, Captain?" she said with a mischievous glint in her eye.

Y/N, caught off guard but not one to back down, replied with a smirk, "Well, considering your Hollywood status, maybe a red carpet walk before we enter the restaurant?"

The exchange didn't go unnoticed by Julie and Elena, who had turned back to see what was causing the delayed exit. With knowing smirks, they joined forces to tease the blushing duo.

Julie, winking at Rachel, added, "Ah, the perks of dating a celebrity. Red carpets and all."

Elena, ever the sassy sister, chimed in, "Just make sure the paparazzi get your good side, Rachel."

The banter continued, turning the simple act of leaving the apartment into a lighthearted moment filled with laughter and playful teasing.

Julie, ever the observant friend, couldn't resist making a comment when she caught Y/N glancing at Rachel as they made their way to the parking lot.

With a teasing grin, Julie nudged Y/N and whispered, "Enjoying the view, Captain?"

Y/N, trying to maintain her composure, playfully elbowed Julie back. "Oh, please. I was just making sure she doesn't trip or something."

Elena, overhearing the exchange, joined in on the fun. "Sure, Seastar, whatever you say. I've never seen you check someone's 'footwear' like that before."

The banter continued as they reached Y/N's car. Despite the teasing, the atmosphere was light and filled with laughter, setting the tone for what promised to be an entertaining evening.

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UNDEAD Highschool Host Club with our beautiful beatuiful cast of hosts:

Destruction Road; the clumsy-ish biker badboy with a soft side about himself that he tries to conceal but fails and he's also quite the dreamer

Gate of the Abyss; the brooding mysterious hottie who will captivate you with the elegant charms so well needed in a host. Might even have a little bit of a sadistic side about him.

Immoral World and Nightless World; they're identical twins who's acts complement each other. Immoral World is charming and elegantly refined in his ways to make you believe you're the center of his affections, while Nightless world might be a little less elegant and refined and a tad more agressive but most certainly not less charming. They both seem to posess an inherent scaryness the kind of which that humans strangely seem to find very attractive.

Perfectly-Imperfect; the name speaks for itself. Initially he didn't want to be here but felt he had to obliege out of some debt (he is somewhat of a pushover but that is, to a some extent, part of the charm). His character arc revolves around learning how to stand up for himself instead of letting people trample over him and accepting his imperfections as part of himself of which he needn't be ashamed of.

U.S.A; he want's to be american so bad he dresses like they did in the old hollywood movies from the 50s and is always seen with some american-esque beverage in his hand. He can be seen randomly sprinkling american english slang terms into his vocabulary, something which people seem to find very endearing. He is a surfer and his favourite musician is Elvis Presley. (Could also be an exchange student but that bit is optional. Personally I prefer the earnest appreciation for the US' cultual output in a way that could mirror the way western weeaboos would like to be japanese so badly a) funnier and b) more endearing and interesting)

And last but certainly not least! The leader of the host club: Valentine Eve's Nightmare! He's like if Rei Sakuma during the War Era really was just Like That. If all of Reis coolness and charms were condensed into one person. This man exhudes Unbelievable levels of charm. Time flies when you look in his eyes and your wallet will magically empty to spend just a few more seconds with this enticing individual yet instead of feeling dejected and disappointed in yourself afterwards you feel fulfilled instead and can't anticipate your next visit enough. he's like a drug I know this approaches levels of parody but it's really giving that energy reading the lyrics.

I was thinking of a way to include death game holic in this concept too because,,, interesting concept right but it didn't seem to fit into a host club setting. Honey Milk To Taste was also a runner up opponent but I feel like he'd fit better into the butler café from across the street (Works well as an optional eighth member route though).

Sometimes there are ideas in my head that aren't even all that bad and enstars should do this for the next april fools event,,,i think maybe,,,

Could you draw the Undead Songs Host Club please this is too good... Why are enstars song ocs not a thing already actually. I know i said it before but your mind is really wonderful. Im genuinely going to think about these guys all night, trying to decide who my favorite is rn... I think Perfectly Imperfect, and I'd also definitely want to talk to USA. If you make more please share

#ask #sebastian🕊

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Exploring the World of Designer Bags and Accessories

Designer bags are more than just fashion statements; they're functional companions for our daily lives. But with so many options available, navigating the world of designer accessories can feel overwhelming. This guide explores the diverse world of Designer Purses & Wallets for Women, messenger and Crossbody bags, backpacks, and even pre-owned finds, providing you with the information you need to find your perfect match.

Purses & Wallets: Everyday Essentials with Style

Purses and wallets are the cornerstones of any bag collection. When choosing a designer purse, consider your lifestyle and needs.

Totes: Perfect for carrying everything you need, totes are ideal for busy professionals or anyone who loves to be prepared. Brands like Longchamp offer spacious yet stylish options.

Clutches: A timeless and elegant choice for evening outings, clutches come in various sizes and materials. Explore Bottega Veneta's woven leather clutches for a touch of Italian craftsmanship.

Crossbody bags: A versatile option for everyday wear, crossbody bags offer hands-free convenience. Saint Laurent's iconic "Le Sac YSL" is a classic example.

Wallets are equally important. Consider functionality when choosing yours:

Cardholders: Ideal for minimalists, cardholders offer a slim profile for everyday essentials. Mulberry offers sleek and stylish cardholder options.

Bifold wallets: A classic choice, bifold wallets provide space for cards and cash. Gucci's signature leather bifolds offer a touch of luxury.

Zip-around wallets: Offering security and multiple compartments, zip-around wallets are perfect for those who carry a lot. Michael Kors offers a wide range of functional and stylish zip-around wallets.

Stylish Messenger & Crossbody Bags: The Perfect Blend of Form & Function

Messenger and Crossbody Bags offer a stylish alternative to traditional backpacks. They're perfect for carrying essentials while maintaining a polished look.

Messenger bags: Offering a professional and practical vibe, messenger bags are perfect for work or school. Burberry's iconic check print messenger bags are a timeless choice.

Crossbody bags: Versatile and fashionable, crossbody bags come in various sizes and styles. Chanel's classic flap bag is a timeless crossbody option.

Women's Leather Backpacks: Luxury Meets Practicality

Leather backpacks are a stylish and practical option for everyday use. They're perfect for carrying heavier items while maintaining a sophisticated look.

Structured backpacks: Ideal for work or travel, structured backpacks offer organization and style. Balenciaga's City bag is a popular choice for its sleek design and functionality.

Convertible backpacks: Offering versatility, convertible backpacks can be transformed into totes or Crossbody bags. Tory Burch's convertible backpacks are a practical and stylish choice.

Pre-Owned Designer Bags: Sustainable Luxury for the Savvy Shopper

Looking for a unique and sustainable way to enter the world of designer bags? Consider pre-owned options. Reputable online platforms and vintage stores offer a treasure trove of authentic pieces at a fraction of the original price.

Environmental benefits: Choosing pre-owned reduces your environmental impact by giving a new life to existing bags.

Unique finds: Discover rare and vintage pieces that are no longer available in stores.

Cost-effective: Enjoy the luxury of designer brands at a more accessible price point.

Choosing the Perfect Designer Bag: It's All About YouUltimately, the perfect designer women’s handbags are one that reflects your unique style and complements your lifestyle. Consider your needs, explore different brands and styles, and don't be afraid to invest in a piece that you'll cherish for years to come. Whether it's a timeless purse, a practical backpack, or a unique pre-owned find, the designer bag world offers something for everyone.

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Heart-Shaped Handbags: A Tale of Two Styles Featuring the Black and Red Heart Shaped Purses

Handbags have always been a symbol of fashion and functionality, and when it comes to expressing your love for style, nothing can beat the charm of heart-shaped handbags. In this blog post, we’ll explore two unique heart-shaped handbags that cater to different occasions and styles. One is a leather heart-shaped handbag perfect for everyday use, while the other is an embellished masterpiece adorned with velvet, pearls, and rhinestones, designed to dazzle during those special evenings.

1. Everyday Elegance: The Leather Heart-Shaped Handbag - Material: Leather - Color Options: Classic Black, Off-White, Black & White Checkered

- Features: - Compact yet spacious design - Zipper closure for security

- Versatility: - Perfect for work or casual outings - Goes well with a variety of outfits - Ideal for holding essentials like a wallet, phone, and keys

- Why We Love It: - Its timeless and minimalist design adds a touch of elegance to everyday looks. - The genuine leather ensures durability and longevity. - The heart-shaped silhouette stands out without being overly flashy.

- Pair it with: - Jeans and a T-shirt for a chic daytime look - A little black dress for a touch of romance on date night

2. Evening Extravaganza: The Embellished Heart-Shaped Evening Bag - Material: Velvet with pearl and rhinestone embellishments - Color Options: Deep midnight black, or regal burgundy.

- Features: - Exquisite pearl and rhinestone detailing - Microfiber faux-suede lining - Snap closure adorned with a decorative clasp

- Versatility: - Ideal for formal events, weddings, and elegant soirées - Elevates eveningwear with its opulent design - Holds essentials like lipstick, compact, and phone

- Why We Love It: - It’s a true statement piece that adds a touch of glamour to any outfit. - The velvet exterior feels luxurious to the touch. - The pearl and rhinestone embellishments create a dazzling effect.

- Pair it with: - An evening gown for a red-carpet-worthy appearance - A sleek cocktail dress to make a lasting impression - Your favorite little black dress for timeless sophistication

Whether you’re looking to add a dash of elegance to your everyday attire or steal the spotlight at a special event, heart-shaped handbags have you covered. The leather heart-shaped handbag, featuring the Black Heart Shaped Purse, offers practicality and sophistication for your daily ventures, while the embellished velvet, pearl, and rhinestone evening bag, featuring the Red Heart Shaped Purse, promise to make a bold statement during your most glamorous moments. Carry your heart on your sleeve, or rather, in your hands, wherever you go, and let your style shine.

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Elevate Your Style: Exploring Men's Fashion Trends and Accessories

Fashion is a dynamic realm that continuously evolves, offering new trends and styles. Men's fashion, in particular, has witnessed a transformation in recent years, embracing a blend of classic elegance and modern flair. The power of accessories cannot be underestimated when it comes to adding that extra touch of personality and charm to an outfit. In this blog, we will explore some of the latest men's fashion trends and highlight how accessories can elevate your style game.

1. Tailoring is Timeless

Tailored clothing never goes out of style, and it remains a cornerstone of men's fashion. Whether it's a perfectly fitted suit or a well-tailored blazer, investing in quality tailoring is a surefire way to exude sophistication and confidence. Classic colors like navy, charcoal, and black are versatile options for various occasions.

2. Embrace Casual Elegance

Casual wear has evolved far beyond sweatpants and t-shirts. Today's men's fashion trends embrace casual elegance, combining comfort and style effortlessly. Think slim-fitting chinos, well-fitted jeans, and high-quality knitwear. The key is to opt for well-crafted basics that can be easily mixed and matched.

3. Statement Outerwear

A statement piece of outerwear can instantly elevate your look. Consider investing in a stylish leather jacket, a classic trench coat, or a timeless overcoat. These pieces not only keep you warm but also make a powerful fashion statement.

4. Sneakers Are a Must-Have

Sneakers have transitioned from athletic wear to a fashion staple. Classic white sneakers, in particular, are incredibly versatile and can be paired with everything from jeans to suits. They offer both style and comfort, making them a go-to choice for many men.

5. Accessorize with Watches

Watches are more than just timekeepers; they are fashion statements. A well-chosen watch can add a touch of elegance and personality to any outfit. Whether it's a classic, minimalistic design or a bold, sporty timepiece, there's a watch for every style.

6. Smart Eyewear

A good pair of eyeglasses or sunglasses can significantly enhance your overall look. Opt for frames that complement your face shape and personal style. Today, there's a vast array of options, from classic aviators to bold, statement frames.

7. Leather Accessories

Leather accessories are timeless, and they can add a touch of sophistication to any outfit. A quality leather belt, wallet, or even a leather bracelet can be a stylish addition. Don't forget the importance of a well-crafted leather bag or briefcase for a polished and professional look.

8. Statement Ties and Pocket Squares

For formal occasions or adding flair to a business outfit, statement ties and pocket squares are your go-to accessories. They allow you to inject personality into a more structured ensemble.

9. Scarves and Beanies

Scarves and beanies are not just functional for keeping warm; they're also fantastic style enhancers. Choose scarves in various textures and colors to complement your outfits. Beanies can add a casual, laid-back vibe to your look.

10. Mix and Match Textures

Experimenting with different textures is a trend that's gaining momentum. Pair a textured blazer with a smooth cotton shirt or combine a chunky knit sweater with a tailored pair of trousers. This adds depth and visual interest to your outfit.

Conclusion

Men's fashion has evolved into a diverse and exciting landscape. The key to staying stylish is to balance classic elements with contemporary trends and embrace accessories that reflect your personality. Whether it's through a well-tailored suit, statement outerwear, or carefully selected accessories, men have endless opportunities to express themselves and create their signature style. So, elevate your wardrobe, incorporate these trends and accessories, and let your fashion sense shine.

#fashion #online fashion store #menswear

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Muse Accessories :

Bookbag/Purse:

Hibiko actually doesn't have very expensive taste for purses, because they weren't something she needed really until exploring the city. If she had one before then, it was a prop. So in the city, just wants something cute and not made with plastic fabric. Very attracted to Kate Spade (absolutely is that bitch in the Different Uniform verse to use one of her backpacks for school). Nothing big and bulky, she doesn't have much to carry around anyways.

The type of girl to always have some makeup to touch up with (despite rarely using it) and extra pads and tampons just in case she's ever asked. If she knows she's going to be walking around a lot, she'll go for a mini backpack sometimes, or a tiny crossbody that's only big enough for her phone and a couple credits cards so her hands are free.

Cellphone:

Phone cases are accessories that can be changed with every outfit. Some are clean, elegant, transparent with some floral or traditional designs. Those are more for public events. Others she has are more flashy with cake-like decorations, or with a built in phone grip and charms hanging off, even a couple that are made to be used to a matching watch band or wallet. However, unless one matches especially well, she changes it up maybe once a week.

Doesn't care enough to update her phone with every model, but every other model. Goes for the smaller options usually for size, otherwise doesn't actually care these days, they're all too similar.

Chapstick/Lip Balm:

There's always something on her lips. Lipstick or a lip stain usually, even if it's a nude, slightly pinky color. Otherwise, a lipgloss. Keeps two or three in her purse.

Wallet:

One of the few items she'll go for a well-known brand rather than something more quiet and unique. Likes a lot of the stuff YSL does. One that snaps closed, isn't bulky. Either long and skinny or a trifold.

Umbrella:

Hibiko has one umbrella to use in the city. Think English, Fox Umbrellas. Handmade, all wood and metal, no plastic.

At home it's more traditional, plenty of sun and rain umbrellas to choose from with ornate handles and their family crest on it, sometimes made to work within the design, depending on the occasion.

Jewelry:

As a whole, Jewelry to Hibiko is something that's louder, when smaller. The perfect accessory to bring a whole look together is usually something small and delicate. Given, in the city it's much smaller than wearing a gown, but you have to think about the proportions. At those times, she wears things that can be heavier because of the stones, everything matches more, and there's more purpose than filling the space, but to instead catch the eye.

Day-to-day, always wearing earrings, loves pearls or small hoops, but has such a big collection of earrings that it'd be hard to spot her wearing the same twice. Sucker for flowers and leaves, tiny dangly things. Necklaces are kept very thin and very breakable, maybe a small precious stone hanging off.

Doesn't usually wear bracelets because she has to wear a smartwatch for extra protection in terms of someone always knowing where she is. Because of that, she'll wear a ring of her offhand to balance it out.

Water bottle:

A glass bottle with a metal bottom, subtle curves and designs on the outside for extra grip. Gets replaced fairly quickly when she finds a scratch that's too obvious.

Other Items:

Her nails are always done, rarely ever are they just a solid color with a nice topper. If they are, it's because she is going to wear/wore a dramatic dress. Otherwise, there's a design. If it's a busy time, it'll be more neutral so she isn't worried about changing it to work with an outfit.

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the modern things of the Lady.

I suppose things like this only apply to her more modernized verses ( jjk, for example )

The contents of her bag give off the impression of old elegance; a classic bag, charming glasses and cases along with a lace handkerchief. The keys attach to her home, her car, and a diary, while the airpods go to a very old but well-used ipod from the early 2000's. her ipad has an attachable keyboard so that she can properly practice her Japanese and keep in touch with the sorcerer's in Germany, and the small bits of food keep her focused so that she can spend as much time as she can on her work. some sweets and candies keep in a cylinder tube nicely juxtaposed to the more bitter and healthier options ( green tea, strong mint, and a plain onigiri ) naturally, all her cases colors and patterns match for her phone, wallet, and penbag.

As she does have Basker at her side, she keeps well-loved tennis balls and thick cowbone for him to enjoy while she works. don't forget the little bundle of bird-seed in the smallest pocket!

#jjk.#she can be prettily wholesome

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How to Customize Your Triumph Speed 400 and Scrambler 400 x with New 25 Genuine Accessories

Introduction

Triumph recently introduced two new models in its classic lineup: the Speed 400 and the Scrambler 400. These Triumph motorcycles are inspired by the retro style of the Speed Twin 900 and Scrambler 900 but offer a more affordable and easy entry into the Triumph motorcycle brand. They also come with a wide range of original accessories that allow you to customize your motorcycle according to your taste, comfort, needs, and preferences. Here are some of the best accessories for the Speed 400 and Scrambler 400.

Bar-end mirrors

One of the easiest ways to change the look of your bike is to swap the standard mirrors with bar-end mirrors. These mirrors are mounted on the ends of the handlebar and give your bike a sleek and stylish appearance. They also provide a better rear view and reduce vibrations. You can choose between a black or chrome finish for the Speed 400 and the Scrambler 400.

Double-barrel silencers

The double-barrel silencers are a good choice if you want your bike to sound more powerful and athletic. These silencers feature a brushed appearance and are composed of stainless steel. They generate an exhaust noise that is deep and throaty and fits the personality of the bikes. Both the Speed 400 and the Scrambler 400 can use them.

Teardrop-shaped LED indicators

Another way to add some flair to your bike is to replace the standard indicators with teardrop-shaped LED indicators. These indicators are small, elegant, and bright. They also consume less power and last longer than conventional bulbs. They are available in black or chrome finish and can be fitted on both the Speed 400 and the Scrambler 400.

Top box, pannier, and tank bag

If you need more storage space on your bike, you can choose from a variety of luggage options. The top box is a lockable case that can be mounted on the rear rack of the bike. It has a capacity of 30 litres and can fit a full-face helmet. The pannier is a rugged bag that can be attached to the side of the bike. It has a capacity of 15 litres and can fit a laptop or a tablet. The tank bag is a nylon bag that can be secured to the fuel tank of the bike. It has a capacity of 10 litres and can fit a smartphone or a wallet

Front-fly screen

If you want to reduce wind blasts and improve aerodynamics, you can install a front-fly screen on your bike. This polycarbonate shield covers the headlight and deflects air away from your chest. It also enhances the look of your bike by giving it a sporty touch. The front-fly screen is available as an optional accessory for both the Speed 400 and the Scrambler 400.

Sump guard

If you want to protect your engine from rocks, debris, and other hazards, you can equip your bike with a sump guard. This is an aluminum plate that covers the bottom of your engine and prevents damage from impacts. It also adds some ruggedness to your bike’s appearance. The sump guard is available as an optional accessory for both the Speed 400 and the Scrambler 400 x.

Radiator guard

If you want to keep dirt, bugs, and stones from clogging or puncturing your radiator, you can install a radiator guard on your bike. This radiator's front is covered with a metal mesh that lets air through while obstructing foreign things. Adding some texture and contrast, it also makes your bike look better. The Speed 400 and the Scrambler 400 both have the radiator guard as an optional extra.

Engine bars

If you want to minimize the damage to your bike in case of a fall or a crash, you can install engine bars on your bike. These are metal tubes that surround your engine and act as a buffer against impacts. They also provide some extra support for your legs and feet. The engine bars are available as an optional accessory for both the Speed 400 and the Scrambler 400.

Quilted seat

If you want to enhance your comfort and style, you can replace the stock seat with a quilted seat. This seat has a soft and plush texture that provides more cushioning and support. It also has a diamond-stitched pattern that adds some elegance and class to your bike. The quilted seat is available as an optional accessory for both the Speed 400 and the Scrambler 400.

Headlight grille

If you want to give your bike a more rugged and adventurous look, you can add a headlight grille to your bike. This is a wire-mesh cover that protects your headlight from stones, branches, and other obstacles. It also gives your bike a distinctive appearance that sets it apart from other bikes. The headlight grille is available as an optional accessory for the Speed 400 and as a standard feature for the Scrambler 400.

Conclusion

Triumph Speed 400 and Scrambler 400 are two exciting new models that offer a lot of potential for customization. With over 25 genuine accessories, you can make your bike suit your personality, needs, and preferences. Whether you want to make your bike more stylish, comfortable, functional, or protective, there is an accessory for you and your lovely bike.

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