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bazzabazi · 1 year

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Kill Heels

This story is something that I have always dreamt of doing with Karina. I hope you enjoy it as much as I do.

Pairing: Karina x Male Reader

Summary: You and Karina have been dating for around 2 years now. Karina and You both love each other tremendously. Due to her Idol status you have to keep your dating and the activities you do together a secret. You both are very affectionate people and love physical touch. Karina and You both have extremely high sex drives and get very horny for each other. Even with her Idol life and schedule, you both still manage to have long sessions of wild passionate sex multiple times a day. You are so godly in bed that you give Karina mind blowing orgasms and tremendous amounts of pleasure. When you guys have sex you always pull out before you cum. Karina is extremely annoyed at this. She desperately wants you to cum in her and tries to figure out how to make it happen. Karina discovers you have a strong kink for high heels. Karina finally manages to make you cum in her. The events that occur next are wild. Enjoy

Contains: SMUT, Lots of Sex, Many positions, Orgasm and Cumming

“Babe please, I want you so badly right now.”

Karina arrived home after visiting Paris for a 2-day schedule. Aespa is the Brand ambassador for Givenchy. Karina along with her members had to attend this yearly fashion show much to her displeasure. You were fine at home masturbating to her but she wasn’t. Karina went two days without having sex with you. To add on top of that, you teased her by sending a video of you masturbating to her picture. When she arrived home you could see it in her eyes that she was so desperate for a release.

“Karina, baby. I missed you so much. Tell me how your trip went. How was Paris and the fashion show? ”

Even though you want to have sex with Karina right now, you are more curious about how her trip went. You want to hear how her trip went before having sex with her. You know by the look in her eyes and voice the minute you two are in bed you won't be going anywhere for a long while. So you wanted to hear how the trip went before getting carried away.

“But I can't wait…! I’ve gone 2 DAYS WITHOUT HAVING SEX. I’m dying to have sex with you.”

Karina is so desperate to have sex with you she can’t wait but you make her wait. You love to tease her because you know the sex you'll have after will be mind blowing.

“How about this, Karina? You tell me how Paris went, and then after that we’ll spend all day in bed together. I’ll do whatever you want. I'll make you cum so hard you won’t be able to walk tomorrow. Deal? ”

Hearing this Karina agree’s. This is an offer Karina can’t turn down. She always wanted for you to cum in her. The phrase “I’ll do whatever you want.” makes her think you would cum in her this time since you've never said this to her before. The hope of you cumming in her gives her enough willpower to hold on just for a bit more.

“Okay, fine. After I tell you how it went, we can have sex all day, right?”

"Mm-Hmm,"

You nod your head with a small smile.

“So in Paris, me and the members did many activities and saw many breathtaking views.”

Leaning slightly towards her, you ask for more information, your intended behavior to show how much you are intrigued.

“What did you guys do and see? ”

“We went to the Eiffel Tower, nice restaurants and visited other scenic places. We went to the Louvre to see beautiful paintings, went to see the Seine River, and other nice landmarks. It was so beautiful and romantic but it made me somewhat sad,”

Karina pauses saying while looking at you.

“Why did it make you sad? That doesn't sound sad at all,”

Karina sighs and continues.

“I saw many couples holding hands and kissing together. It reminded me of you. I really wished you'd been there with me.”

You go to Karina's side, wrapping your arms around her shoulders.

“Karina, I wanted to be with you there as badly as you did, but we can’t risk people finding out. Don’t worry now, we're here together.”

Karina to you in a hopeful voice.

“I'm drooling for the day my contract expires. Then we can finally be together without worries.”

You add to what Karina said.

“Me too. I love you so much Karina. I want to be with you forever.”

Karina and you both share a loving kiss after that. Now for a change of scenery Karina smirks and asks you.

“Babe, so why did you send a video of you masturbating to my picture? You know how horny that makes me.”

You giggle at what you did.

“Because I was so horny for you that I couldn’t control myself. I sent the video because I wanted you to know I wanted you just as badly as you wanted me.”

Hearing you say this makes Karina so horny she can’t control herself any longer, and her body is practically vibrating. Karina approaches to kiss you once more while saying,

“Babe, please. I told you how my trip went, so now can we please have sex? I can’t control myself any longer.”

Karina too makes you so horny you kiss her passionately while carrying her to bed. She then proceeds to rip all your clothes off fiercely

“Rip off my clothes, babe. I want to feel all of you right now. ”

You proceed to rip all her clothes off but you left her high heels on.

“Babe, why are you leaving them on?”

Karina reaches the straps on them, but just then you gently hold her arms.

“But Karina, you look so fucking hot in high heels. Can you leave them on?"

Karina pouts and replies.

“But babe I've been wearing it all day, so can you take it off for me? It'll feel more comfortable.”

You agree and take them off.

You hop in bed with Karina. Now you're both naked in bed together, which Karina has been waiting for for two days that to her felt like more than a week.

“Finally!!! How long have I waited for this moment?” Karina lets out, half excited and half needy.

You both start kissing each other wildly, her lips smearing red lipstick all over you. Karina knows you love her in makeup while having sex. You grope and touch her boobs and nipples. Karina squirms and moans loudly.

“AHHH FUCK NGHHHH NGHHH YESSSS YESSSS YESSSSSSSS!”

You start to suck on Karina's left tit while groping the right tit.

“ Karina, your boobs are so soft. They smell so fucking good. ”

“YESSSS PLEASE SUCK ON THEM. THEY'RE ALL YOURS. SUCK THEM, LICK THEM, PLAY WITH THEM. DO WHATEVER YOU WANT WITH THEM THEY'RE ALL YOURS–MMPH!"

You begin to pick up the pace and Karina gets even louder.

"UGHH FUCK FUCK NGHH FUCK. PLEASE, MORE MORE MOREEE…!"

Karina is now extremely wet from you touching and sucking on her boobs. Now's your chance. You start to finger her wildly, giving her wet, absorbing pussy no time to brace for the pleasure. Two fingers curling, hitting her g-spot inside and the thumb rubbing her clit. Karina screams and shakes, making the whole bed join her movement of pent up sensations.

“OH MY GOD, FUCK! NGHHH NGHHHH, YESSSSSS YESSSSSSSSS YESSSSS!! PLEEEEEASE DON'T STOP PLEEEEEASE…! ”

“Karina, let's change positions. I want to taste your pussy. ”

You change positions with Karina. Karina is now sitting on your face with her plump butt on your face. You lick her clit to the intensity of your desire. Even being suffocated beneath, you need to taste her more than to breathe. Karina leans down so you can play and squeeze her tits while eating her out.

“FUCK MPHHHH MPHHH NGHHHH AHHHHHH FUCKK! OH MYYYY BABE PLEASE PLEASE SLOW DOWN I CAN’T HOLD IT IN MUCH LONGER!!!”

The pleasure of her awaited clit being crazily stimulated by your tongue is so tremendous. To add on top of that you also play with Karina's tits and nipples. Karina's screaming in pleasure and hearing this you actually start to speed up.

“BABE PLEASE PLEASE SLOW DOWN AHHHH FUCKKK NGHHH NGHHH AHHHH BABE PLEASE NGHHH!!!”

Karina thighs squeeze your head so hard but you keep on going playing with her tits and hitting her sweet spots at incredible rates. You then start grazing on her clit and seal it for better, stronger suction. This has been too much for Karina from the beginning, and now finally it explodes.

“AHH FUCKK FUCKK AWHHHHHHHHH AWHHHHHHH MPPHHHHH MPHHHHH. BABEEEE, BABEEEE I’M GONNA CUMMM. MPHHH MPHHHH MPHHH NGHHH. I’M CUMMINGG I’M CUMMING–MMPHHH!"

Your suction draws not only her loud screams but of course a corresponding orgasm. Karina is no longer able to contain her orgasm and squirts all over your face. You don’t let any of that cum go to waste and swallow all of it. You then get up and move to the side.

“Karina, are you okay?” you ask, looking at your dazed partner's massive orgasm hardly descending to the level she can breathe regularly.

“NGHHHH NGHHHH AWWWWHHHHHH MPHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. Yes Babe I’m AWHHHHH I’m good. I need a AWHHHHH I need a moment..."

Even after 3 minutes Karina still curled up in bed practically vibrating and moaning still hasn’t recovered yet. Her orgasm hit her like a truck.

After another minute goes by Karina finally recovers from her orgasmic state.

“ Babe that felt so soo sooo sooooooooo good–OHH MYY FUCKING GODD. ”

Karina looks down to find your huge rock hard cock leaking the essence of your horniness.

“Babe, look how hard you are. Why don’t I let that cock of yours breathe. Your cock is begging to plunge into my tight pussy. ”

Your mind now filled with lust, you plead her to let you fuck her pussy.

“YESSSS YESSS PLEASE,”

Karina spreads her legs wide revealing a beautiful pink pussy begging to be fucked. Before you get on top you sniff her pussy, give it a short kiss, and lick it. Karina giggles seeing you do that. You get on top of her and insert yourself in.

“BABE PLEASE PLEASE PUT IT IN. I CAN’T WAIT ANY LONGER. I WANT TO FEEL YOUR BIG FUCKING COCK INSIDE OF ME.”

Next moment you are completely inside her, the base of your cock smacking where your lips gently kissed before.

“OHHHH MYY GODDD. KARINA IT FEELS SO GOOD TO FINALLY BE INSIDE YOU."

Even after the mind blowing orgasm you gave her, Karina still wants more. You impale into her tight pussy with your enormous length, almost making Karina cum instantly.

“ MPHHHH MPHHHH BABE YOUR DICK AWHHHH AWHHHHHHHHH IT IS SO BIG AND SMOOTH. IT FEELS SO GOOD IN ME!"

You can’t stop smiling and moaning as your dick pounds Karina hard and deep.

“So Babe you went 2 days without my pussy. How does it feel to finally be inside of me again? Does it feel good? ”

“ MPHHHH IT FEELS FUCKING AMAZINGGGG. YOUR PUSSSY MPHHS AWHHH. IT'S SO TIGHT, IT FEELS SO GOOD MPHHHHHHHHHHHH. ”

“ BABE PLEASE FUCK ME HARD ”

You pound Karina even harder as she are pleading for. Every thrust hits her G-SPOT and CERVIX, sending shockwaves upon shockwaves of pleasure up her spine. The pleasure is so addictive and too much for Karina but she wants even more.

“ HARDER!!!! ” “ HARDDERRRRR!!!! ” “ BABE PLEASEEEEEE FUCK ME HARDERRRR”

You pound Karina at the hardest and fastest pace you possibly can. You can feel Karina about to orgasm as her pussy gets so tight around you it's almost impossible to pull out. The pleasure of your cock hitting both of her sweet spots is surely drowning her in pleasure making her even more addicted to you and your cock. Every additional thrust makes her crave for your cock even she is helplessly melting on it right here and now and pushes her closer and closer to orgasm.

“ BABE BABE I'M GONNA CUM MPHHH MPHHH FUCKK AHHHH PLEASE PLEASE DON’T STOP. I'M CUMMING OH MY GOD PLEASE KEEP GOING DON'T STOP. PLEASEEEEEEE. ”

Karina cums all over your dick. As Karina peaks for the second time her walls clench around you so hard you feel your orgasm rapidly approaching so you stop thrusting. You pull out of Karina and watch her practically have a seizure on the bed due to the boundless amount of pleasure. She's moaning and screaming so loud you have to put your cock in her mouth so that the other people can’t hear you. It is 10 mins after recovering from her first orgasm.

“ Babe let me finish you off. You've been so good to me. I want to make you cum now. ”

You enter Karina once again and pound her until you feel you're about to cum.

“ KARINA, I’M GONNA CUM. LET ME PULL OUT. ”

You pull out and use your hand to finish yourself off and you spurt all over Karina's bare torso.

Karina now asks you with a very frustrated tone.

“Babe, why don’t you ever want to cum inside of me? Whenever we have sex you always pull out at the last moment. WHY CAN'T YOU JUST FUCKING CUM IN ME!!! ”

Karina storms out of the room extremely frustrated and annoyed. You get up a moment later and go after her to explain your reasoning.

“Babe, I don’t want to get you pregnant. That's why I pulled out. I don't want you to lose your job and idol life. ”

Karina responds with a extremely annoyed voice

“ I won’t get pregnant because I’m on birth control pills. Secondly I don’t care if I lose my idol life. I want you more than anything in the whole world. I just don’t understand why you won’t cum in me?"

“ But Karina I–"

You try to talk back but Karina doesn’t let you finish your sentence.

“ I don’t wanna hear any excuses. Can you please leave me be. I need some time for myself to cool off. ”

You agree and leave the house so Karina can cool down. While you are gone Karina does some thinking.

She says to herself.

"Why won't he cum in me? What do I have to do for him to cum in me?"

Karina ponders for a bit, but suddenly a flash back hits her.

'When me and him were removing clothes to have foreplay he removed all my clothes except my high heels. He said I looked so hot in high heels and insisted on having sex with me in high heels.'

Karina suspects you have a kink for high heels. Karina comes to a realization that you, most likely, have a strong kink for high heels but she calls up your sister just to confirm. Your sister confirms to Karina that you have an extremely strong kink for black high heels and on top of that, you also have a strong kink for black lingerie. Karina now has a plan on how she would make herself so irresistible you won’t have the willpower to pull out. Karina's plan is simple. Wear lingerie and black high heels when having sex with you. Karina finally at ease calls you on the phone telling you to come home.

While you're driving on the road to relax you see Karina's calling your phone and pull over to the side.

“ Hi Karina, are you still mad? Do you still need more time alone or can I come home now? ”

“ Babe, I'm sorry that I got mad at you. I understand what you said. Can you please come home now? ”

“ Ok Karina I’m glad you are not mad at me anymore. I’ll be home in 10 mins. Bye. ”

While you're still on wheels, Karina prepares herself for another sex session. She does her makeup, puts on black lingerie and black heels. She waits on the couch until you arrive home. When you arrive home your jaw drops and you go practically weak to your knees.

“ Oh My God Karina you look so hot. Oh My God. WOW. ”

Karina's black lingerie is a see through—doing poorly given the apparent function of covering body parts. You can easily see her beautiful boobs along with her nipples and beautiful pink pussy sexily tinted black. On top of that she's wearing high heels. You can’t control yourself anymore, lust corrupting your thoughts. You immediately rush over kissing Karina passionately while groping her tits through the thin underwear. Karina smiles knowing her plan is working.

“ Babe I’m sorry I got mad at you, how can I make it up to you. ”

Karina knows what you're about to say

“ Karina, you look so hot right now. Can we please have sex please. That’s how you can make it up to me. ”

Karina smiles and agrees. You proceed to carry her to the bed. You take Karina's lingerie off, but before you could take Karina high heels off she interferes.

“ Babe you can leave those high heels on. Also since you won’t cum in me at least tell me when you're gonna cum so I can give you a blowjob. ”

You grin and leave them on. You're not suspecting a thing because you're so happy Karina agreed to wear high heels while having sex with you. Meanwhile Karina is happy that her plan is working.

“ KARINA, YOUR PUSSY FEELS SO GOOD AND YOU WEARING HIGH HEELS WHILE WE'RE HAVING SEX MAKES ME SO HORNY.”

“Awhhh Thanks Babe, your cock feels so good inside of me.”

Karina speeds her pace extremely fast and you can see your orgasm quickly approaching.

“ AHHHH FUCKK MPHHHH KARINA KARINA I CAN’T LAST MUCH LONGER. LET ME PULL OUT. ”

You're going to pull out but suddenly Karina wraps her legs around you, trapping your dick inside of her pussy and your body inside the needy embrace of her legs.

“ BABE PLEASE NGHHH NGHHHHHH. PLEASE BABE CUMM IN MEEEE. DON’T PULL OUT. AH FUCKKKK MPHHHH. BABE PLEASEEEEEEEEEEEE. ”

Karina wraps her legs around you tightly while wearing high heels, smothering her boobs on your face as well. Karina keeps thrusting into your dick.

“ AWHHH AWHHHH KARINA LET ME OUT. PLEASE I CAN’T FUCKKK MPHHH AWHHHHH LAST MUCH LONGER.”

Karina pulls your contorting face against her tits, not letting you pull out while motorboating you.

“ NO BABE PLEASEEEE, FUCK MPHHH MPHH. PLEASE PLEASE BABE NGGHHHHH. CUMMMM IN ME PLEASE. PLEASEEEEEEEE.”

Karina's pussy gets so tight desperately, holding onto you so hard you can’t pull out as she continues pistoning herself on you. Her soft wet butt claps against your groin with each of her thrust. The pleasure of your dick trapped inside Karina’s tight pussy along with her butt hitting your groin, and on top of that your face being squished against her boobs is just too much. It is so tremendous you can’t handle it. You lose control and explode in her.

You scream, straining your teeth.

“ AHHHH FUCKKK FUCKKK KARINAAA. KARINA I'M CUMMMMMMING. ”

You cum so hard in Karina, your rope after rope of cum shooting wildly into Karina's needy womb.

Right as you cum inside Karina. Karina squirms in the newfound excitement and then proceeds to basically have a seizure as an earth shattering orgasm hits her.

“ OHHHHH MYYY GODDDDD KARINAAA. THAT FELT SOOO SOOO SOOOO GOOD. AWHHHHHHHHHHHHH. ”

You pull out of Karina, with her and your cum coated all around your dick. You've never thought cumming inside of Karina could feel so heavenly. Even after pulling out the pleasure is still so much you basically pass out on the bed soon enough.

Karina still manages to stay conscious and continues to weakly giggle and moan for 10 minutes straight, from the cum she just earned for herself, looking at you lovingly with her fingers dipping the thickness inside and tasting it.

"God, I love the taste."

After her orgasmic state passes she goes over to you while you are still passed out and inserts your dick into her. She then takes a nap next to you in a hugging position with your dick inside of her.

A few hours later you wake up to see that your dick is inside of Karina's pussy. You realize Karina loves your dick so much she wants it in her while she sleeps.

You pull out of Karina and stand up to take a bathroom break.

You return back a few minutes later to find Karina awake.

“Oh, you're awake Karina,”

“Yeah, I felt you pull out of me.”

Karina changes the topic.

“So babe, how did that feel? How did it feel to finally cum in me? ”

“ It felt so amazing Karina. I never thought cumming in you could feel so good and addictive. ”

Karina smiles and smirks.

“Well, are you down for more? I’m thinking we should spend all week together in bed just having sex since I’m off this week. ”

“But you must cum in me every time. No more pulling out, okay?”

You couldn’t agree more.

“ YESSS YESSS PLEASE KARINA. I LOVE YOU!!! ”

Karina responds.

“ Well in that case. Shall we?”

Karina squirms in excitement as she says this.

You and Karina decide to spend the whole week in bed together having wild passionate sex non stop, only taking small breaks in between each round.

With the new sensation discovered, Karina now feels truly loved by you without dissatisfaction. For you vice versa. You cumming inside her gives the feeling that you are wholeheartedly loving her.

And the feeling that this surely won't end soon…

Thank you so much for reading this. This is something I requested from other writers but I decided to do it myself. This was in my mind for such a long time now. I hoped you enjoyed it as much as I did. Thank You <3

#kpop male reader #kpop x male reader #kpop smut #karina smut #aespa karina smut #aespa smut #yoo jimin smut #karina x reader #karina

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insanityclause · 2 months

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Whether it's a supervillain suit or a black tie suit, Tom Hiddleston just, well… suits everything. He's the kinda guy who heads to brunch dressed to the nines, so when he's on his way to one of America's biggest talk shows, you just know that this top-tier tailoring will be flexed in full. And flex, he did.

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Spotted on the set of Jimmy Kimmel Live! yesterday, the Loki star, with his signature combed-back hair and show-stopping smoulder, rocked up in a navy suit. But this wasn't any ol' navy suit. This one's by Givenchy and it's made from a luxe wool-mohair blend in Italy, where some of the universe's most excellent menswear is crafted. The blazer was detailed with shiny satin lapels, and it was fitted with a metal clip along the front, engraved straight across with the French maison's logo.

RB/Bauer-Griffin

The British actor then wore this with a classic white dress shirt, a slim tie (by Givenchy, of course), and he jumped into some matching trousers and a pair of perfectly-polished Chelsea boots. Just like Cillian Murphy's favourite pair, these had a heel around the back for an extra bit of oomph.

Hiddleston has never been afraid to experiment with his tailoring. Back in February, for example, he slipped on a double-breasted corduroy number by Paul Smith. And just a few weeks later, he was seen in a wine red one, courtesy of Brunello Cucinelli. Compared to either of these, this one goes down a more traditional route, but with Hiddleston being Hiddleston, of course it looks damn good on him.

Tom Hiddleston: Golden Globe winner, West End star, and now, the CEO of good, solid suits.

Givenchy Slim Fit Suit

#tom hiddleston #givenchy #jimmy kimmel live

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bebemoon · 2 months

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look for the name: TARA

magda butrym sheer floral tattoo printed gown in grey print

givenchy "voyou" floral leather shoulder bag, s/s 2o23

western affair "spotlight silver" leather heels w/ silver metal spikes

tokyomilk "ice queen no. 73" eau de parfum

floating world "demon tail" handmade sterling silver earrings

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darkficsyouneveraskedfor · 4 months

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The Detour 4

Warnings: non/dubcon, and other dark elements. My username actually says you never asked for any of this.

My warnings are not exhaustive but be aware this is a dark fic and may include potentially triggering topics. Please use your common sense when consuming content. I am not responsible for your decisions.

Characters: Thor

Summary: You find yourself stranded in a small village.

Part of the Backwoods AU

As usual, I would appreciate any and all feedback. I’m happy to once more go on this adventure with all of you! Thank you in advance for your comments and for reblogging.

The wine coats your empty stomach sourly. You mourn the forgotten protein bars in your glove compartment. You suppose ten minutes can’t hurt. You prefer the brief venture to the headache nipping at the base of your skull.

You take the room keys with you and slip into the hallway. Without that big lug to distract you, you can’t help but admire the decor. It isn’t entirely outdated. Your heels click along and you turn at the top of the stairs, looking down on the airy lobby.

You descend, a hand on the railing, and recall the directions issued by the front desk agent. You glance over as she smiles and flutters her fingertips at you. You spin and march past the lion statues, the savoury aroma of food drawing you in.

It isn’t what you expect. At the most, you thought it would be some steaming buffet where you could scoop up what you want and retreat to your bedroom. Instead, there’s a long table set with plates, glasses, and the full breadth of cutlery. There’s no one else there.

There’s a sign in delicate calligraphy; Take a seat. You peer around and strut along the table, claiming a tall-backed chair from the bunch. Before you, there’s a printed menu. Beside each course is listed a time. You check your golden watch; you’re early.

You instinctively reach for your phone before retracting your hand. It’s next to useless here where the reception wavers in and out. Even on the hotel’s network, you can’t get a proper signal.

“Excuse me, miss,” a dulcet drawl interrupts your inner griping, “would you like some wine?”

You look at the man, buoyant in a white jacket and gloves; like a pig in a suit. You look at the bottle in his hands. It isn’t inexpensive. And it’s red.

“Thank you,” you tap the base of the glass by your plate. He pours and takes a step back, “I’m Gavin, if you need anything else. Dinner’s almost ready.”

You nod and stare at him until he fidgets. He walks away and you reach for the glass. You taste the nearly black wine and give it a swirl. You admire the dregs sticking to the crystal.

“Ah,” a birdlike tweet carries across the room and you look over at the new arrival. A woman in beige and pearls. Her golden hair is silver at the roots and her lips are painted coral, “you must be the guest.”

She claims the seat next to you, of the dozens lined on either side. You sit up stiffly and put the glass down before you succumb to the urge to empty it. She’s unexpectedly elegant as she crosses one leg over the other. She signals in the air and Gavin appears to fill her glass in kind.

“Welcome to Hammer Ford,” she trills, “how are you like it, dear?”

You look her up and down. She has an aristocratic air to her. You exhale and turn your head straight.

“Passing through,” you answer.

“Yes, my son mentioned you had some car troubles,” she tuts, “not to worry, Vol is a saviour.”

You try not to cringe and plant your elbow on the armrest. Your stomach rumbles as if to drown out your doubts. You need to eat. You’ll have the appetizer and retreat.

“Frigga,” she offers her name and a lithe hand, “I believe my son, Thor, helped you with your bags.”

You face her and reticently pronounce your name, giving a quick squeeze of her hand. She seems to mean well. You can assume these backwoods people have a rather keen sense of etiquette.

“He didn’t lie, you’re very pretty. I adore that necklace,” she praises and touches your sleeve, “is this Chanel?”

“Givenchy,” you correct her.

“Oh yes, I have a few handbags,” she chimes.

You squint at her. She does share the same fair colouring with that brute but you fail to see any further similarity.

“That was your son?”

“Ah, the eldest, yes,” she grins, “my other one may be slinking around. He takes after his father.”

You nod and look at your empty plate. Your stomach gives an unattractive grumble and you rub it lightly.

“Oh my, you must be starving, you’ve had a long day I’m sure,” she gestures again, “why wait? I’m sure the rest will be late.”

Gavin rushes out and you flinch. There’s something eerie about it all. So refined and precise. In a village like this. As if the palatial hotel was plucked out of a different time and place.

“The crab is fresh,” Frigga offers as she glances down at the menu, “our chef makes fabulous cakes.”

You nod as if you care. You will eat anything at this point. Were it an option, you’d gladly take a Big Mac to go. You’d prefer the greasy mess if it promised privacy.

“Mother,” the booming voice jars you and you bite down on your cheek.

Thor strolls in as your lips seal in a tight line. Is there anything this man does that isn’t entirely irritating? He nears the table across from you and drags out the chair, the feet scraping loudly.

“I see you’ve met our guest,” he proclaims as he drops unceremoniously into the seat, the frame creaking dangerously beneath his weight, “ma’am, I must say, this light looks well on you.”

You merely stare at him. He isn’t as charming as he thinks. You’re certain the country girls, like the one behind the desk, find him rather endearing but you can hardly bear the sight of him.

“She is so lovely,” Frigga chirps, “and just as gorgeous as you mentioned.”

You grab the glass of wine. They are so stupid. What are they expecting, you to gobble up their redundant compliments eagerly? You put yourself together in a very particular way and you know it. You don’t need their bumpkin reassurance.

“Ma’am,” Thor tilts his head coyly, “how do you like your suite?”

“It is adequate,” you answer dully.

He laughs, thoroughly amused.

“Where did you put her? Not in Isaz, I hope?”

“Berkano,” Thor corrects.

“Oh, yes, lovely,” Frigga says, “I’m certain you’ll love it, darling.”

You hum and empty the glass. It swishes in your stomach with the first you had up in the room. If you don’t eat soon, you might just vomit from their boorish company.

#thor #dark thor #dark!thor #thor x reader #drabble #series #backwoods au #au #the detour #mcu #marvel #avengers

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candygrlsworld · 9 days

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Pencil thin brows, Priscilla double eyeliner + big hair combo, old Hollywood starlets, 60 eye makeup, chinchilla fur, bamboo hoops, pointed heels, 00’s video vixens, baby phat, Hylton, lil Kim, Foxy, capri pants, kitten heels, rhinestones, brown/black lip liner, leather details, low rise jeans, Audrey Hepburn, ballet flats, model chic, givenchy, Donatella, nipples poking through my t shirt, Gabriette cool tone makeup, bayonetta glasses and not giving a f**** what people think.

#me #myaesthetic #thoughts #inspo #yours truly

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femmefatalevibe · 10 months

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Hello dear 💐 I hope you're having a wonderful day! I was wondering if you have any advice/ tips on how to embody a feminine energy similar to the one of Audrey Hepburn?

Thank you in advance 🥀

Hi love! Here are my suggestions:

Focus on appreciating the small things and simple daily pleasures

Display quiet confidence and gleeful yet reserved energy

Embrace an abundance mindset – internalize the notion that there is plenty of opportunities, love, and attention to go around. The only person you're in competition with is yourself

Focus on living a relationship-oriented life. Consider how you can help others from a place of abundance and a genuine desire to help others, not as a source of self-validation or a form of self-sacrifice/people-pleasing. Engage in community service and charitable acts without feeling a need to publicize your good deeds

Stay curious about the world. Become a life-long learner. Always seek to learn from others around you, books, movies, formal schooling, traveling, self-reflection from your own lived experiences

Remain clear, calm, and confident with an underlying discreet elegance in your speech and mannerisms. Take your time when speaking or going through the motions throughout your day

Emulate the classic Parisian minimalist aesthetic – tailored clothes in neutral colors (black, white, beige, baby pink), ballet flats, classic slingbacks/kitten heels, and timeless accessories (pearls, silk headscarves, headbands, and diamond earrings) with minimalist makeup that includes evening your complexion with a light wash of blush on the cheeks, naturally-defined brows, soft brown eyeshadow, black eyeliner, black mascara, and a rosy neutral lip color

Curate your wardrobe with some staple Parisian minimalist essentials: A black turtleneck, a neutral striped sweater, a beige trench coat, tailored black and gingham (capri) pants, a white button-down shirt, a little black dress, a white midi sundress, a classic well-fitting pair of blue jeans, a classic black waist-cinching belt, a classic polo shirt, and oversized black sunglasses

Use Givenchy L'Interdit Eau de Parfum (her signature scent)

Hope this helps xx

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junkissed · 1 year

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a shoe addict's christmas

member — fashion consultant!minghao x reader genre — fluff, ?? a little bit silly word count — 2.2k warnings — minghao fashion icon era, scary rich people, joshua cameo (yes this is a warning) notes — requested by anon — for my winter wonderland event — lowercase intended. thank you @onlymingyus for reading over this ilysm you are the best in the world.

one reblog = one pair of designer socks

“i told you, i need something to wear to the party next weekend! i can’t show up wearing the stuff i already have, joshua’s gonna be there!”

you roll your eyes. “you literally have, like, a thousand shoes at home you could wear.”

your friend pouts. “yeah, but it has to be special! i’ve worn all those already, i have to impress him!”

“i’m pretty sure he doesn’t care,” you laugh. “he wore the same pair of brown pants three times last week.”

“okay, but still! what do you think, would the prada heels or the givenchy ones go better with my dress?”

you’re about to give up and do eenie meenie minie mo for her, when a voice behind you catches you off guard.

“do you need help finding anything?”

you freeze, recognizing it as belonging to the insanely attractive salesman you’ve seen in the store on occasion, and also maybe the reason you agreed to go shopping with your high heel-obsessed friend in the first place.

your friend exhales dramatically. “ugh, yes! finally, someone who knows something.” she looks over at you apologetically. “i mean… no offense.”

you hold back a laugh. “none taken.”

she whips around, turning her attention back to the man as she pulls out her phone to show him a photo. “see, now here’s the dress i’m wearing to the party, do you think the tulle is too much? because if i take away the lace, then the tulle looks too plain, and then the prada won’t match, and…”

you zone out as she goes on, blabbering about fabrics and colors and swatches to this poor man who does this as his job. mentally you groan at the thought of having to do this all day; helping people

you notice for the first time the engraved name tag pinned to his lapel that reads, “minghao, fashion consultant”.

you focus back on the conversation at just the right moment, it seems, because the man—minghao—turns towards you. “what about your friend, do they need shoes, too? i can bring more from the back, if you want,” he says, now talking directly to you.

you’re probably imagining things, but you almost think you hear a bit of shyness in his voice.

“oh! no, i’m not going to the party,” you answer quickly, for the first time in your life regretting not going with your friend to one of her extravagant parties.

he smiles warmly. “it’s a shame,” he says. “you’re very beautiful, i would love to give you some recommendations if you’d like.”

your face flushes, and you try not to stumble over your words. “i’m– thank you,” you squeak out.

“well, if you ever change your mind, you know where to find me,” he says. “i work sunday to friday.”

“thank you,” you mumble, not completely sure how to react. but you do know for sure that you’re definitely going to be making a lot more trips to the high-end designer store very soon– whether you need shoes or not.

he nods and bows his head, then turns and walks away. you watch as he seems to glide over the floor almost, off to give fashion advice to someone else.

when he’s out of sight, you turn to your friend, who’s staring at you, jaw hanging open. “oh my god, he was so flirting with you!!” she squeals, and your cheeks warm at the thought.

“no, he wasn’t,” you giggle, trying to hide your nerves. “he was probably just trying to make another sale, they probably have some daily quota to fill or something.”

she puts a hand on your shoulder, the pair of shoes he helped her decide on hanging from her other hand. “listen. i know flirting when i see it. and that definitely was.”

you swat her hand away playfully. “i don’t believe you.”

she sighs, then grabs your hand to drag you towards the register to pay.

three days pass before you go back to the store again, this time on your own. without your shopping partner, you feel out of place in such an expensive store, surrounded by sophisticated people who seem to know what they’re doing and who look at you like you’re about to rob the place.

you busy yourself in a rack of fancy looking scarves, not-so-discreetly looking around to see if the salesman minghao is here today. it’s a tuesday, so he should be working– that is, if he was telling the truth.

“i see you like the dior,” a voice says behind you, and you nearly jump out of your skin as you turn around, barely suppressing a scream.

“sorry for startling you,” he says with a friendly smile. “and i’m sorry i didn’t properly introduce myself last time. i’m minghao.”

“i see, the… name tag,” you answer awkwardly, and he looks down at his blouse as if he’s just realizing it himself.

“oh! yeah,” he giggles.

you stand up straighter, trying to compose yourself after almost knocking down a rack of items that probably cost more than you make in a year.

“so, um… is your friend with you again?” he asks, folding his arms behind his back.

your face falls, and you try not to let it show. because of course he would be interested in your friend, the fashionista, and not you. you sigh, used to it by now, but it still stings coming from him, although you don’t really know why. it’s clear he’s out of your league anyway. “no, she’s not.”

“i’m glad!” his face brightens, and you squint in confusion at his reaction. “i– i mean, she has good enough fashion sense on her own. you look like you might need some help.”

ouch. your eyes widen, and he’s quick to jump in. “that came out so rude, i’m so sorry– i meant, you don’t seem like the typical customer we see here.”

you raise your eyebrows, staying quiet as he seems to give you backhanded compliment after backhanded compliment.

he sighs. “i’m not doing myself any favors, am i?”

you offer a weak smile, and he laughs nervously. “i don’t mean to insult you. i’m just surprised. most people that come in here are rich, snobby people who couldn’t care less about the people that work here. you seem different.” he pauses. “it’s refreshing.”

you look away shyly. “i, um… thank you.”

“well.” he exhales. “in any case, i do still work here. is there anything you wanted to look at, or…?”

you pause. “i… uh, no, just browsing, i guess.”

he clears his throat. “we also do, um, private sessions, if you want? i can help with all kinds of wardrobe stuff, or if you just want advice on what looks nice. i’m sure someone as beautiful as you has plenty of parties to go to this season?” he asks cautiously.

it’s not clear to you whether he really is hitting on you, or he just really wants that paycheck. either way, there’s no way you can afford anything in this store, including him. “not really,” you say quietly.

“can– can i give you my business card? in case you ever need anything,” he says, fumbling to fish one out of his jeans pocket and handing it to you.

you take it from him gingerly. it’s embossed the same way his name tag is, with his name and job title in a pretty, fancy script with a phone number and an email address on the back.

you know the chances of actually contacting him are slim, but just having his information gives you butterflies. “thank you,” you manage.

he beams, and you turn to start to walk away, but he calls out. “wait! i didn’t catch your name,” he says.

you clasp your hands together and tell him.

he smiles, repeating your name softly. “it’s really nice to meet you.”

despite your instincts telling you not to, on thursday you once again find yourself at the store.

you walk inside, and this time you find minghao almost immediately. he’s in a heated conversation with a scowling older woman, animatedly waving around the ugliest skirt you’ve ever seen in your life.

he spots you, and his face lights up, excusing himself from the conversation with the woman before dashing over to you.

“you’re back again!” he says, excited but a little out of breath.

“mhm,” you answer with a smile. “but i have to admit, i don’t know why i keep coming back. it’s not like i’m ever going to buy anything from here.”

he grins. “i know.”

you raise an eyebrow at him. “you know?”

“well, you said it yourself before, you only came because of your friend. but then you kept showing up without her, so…” he trails off. “i figured you kept coming back for… another reason. am i wrong?”

your face heats up. “maybe not.”

he smiles, and you clear your throat. “well, maybe i am going to buy something this time,” you say, crossing your arms, determined to prove him wrong.

you look at the display next to you, searching for something that looks cheap. you settle on a pair of socks, grabbing them triumphantly. “i’m gonna buy these.” but your eyes widen as you turn them over to check the price, and you quietly set them down. “well… nevermind.”

he giggles, and you frown at him. “what kind of socks are that expensive? are they made of melted-down gold or something?”

“listen, i don’t make the prices,” he says, still giggling. “i just work here.”

you huff and cross your arms again, pretending to be upset.

“anyway, i’m glad you’re here today, because i have something to ask you,” he says once he’s finally stopped laughing.

“oh, really?” you say. you’re not sure what he could want from you, but you have to admit you’re intrigued.

“well…” he clears his throat. “i’m going to this christmas party tomorrow, and– i was kinda hoping you might, wanna come with me?” he says shyly.

your eyes widen, and you force out a nervous laugh. “i– why me? don’t you have any boring, rich friends to take instead?”

he laughs nervously. “i mean, i do, and that’s exactly why i don’t want to,” he says. “ you’re not like them. i like being around you.”

you go quiet. “oh.”

“are you– would you want to go?” he asks, his gaze falling to his feet. “you don’t have to, it was just a thought–”

“i don’t really, um, have anything to wear,” you reply softly, and he looks up at you again.

“i…” he coughs awkwardly. “would it be weird if i told you i designed something for you?”

you stare at him, not sure how to even respond to that. a little weird? maybe. really, really flattering? absolutely.

he starts rambling. “it’s not much, i was just playing around the other day, i thought the colors would go so nice with your skin tone, and the satin would–”

“that’s really cool, minghao,” you interrupt, and he freezes. “i would be honored to wear something you made.”

the road is packed when minghao opens the car door for you, and you step out into the cool night air. you bunch up your dress in one hand to keep it from dragging across the ground

he shows his invitation to a man in a tuxedo, then ushers you inside, his hand placed gently on your lower back.

you wander around for a little while, staying at the outskirts of the room to people-watch with minghao.

you make eye contact with someone who looks suspiciously like your friend, and you squint, trying to see them better, but they immediately run at you, calling your name as they tug a man along behind them. yep, definitely your friend.

“you came!” she squeals, clapping her hands. “this is joshua,” she blushes, pointing at him. he waves, flashing a smile.

“i figured,” you say, trying not to laugh.

suddenly she gasps, noticing minghao beside you. “hey! sales guy!”

he pauses, eyes wide at being recognized. “um… yes? hi?”

she looks back at you and gasps, finally putting two and two together that you came together. “i knew it! he was flirting with you! i told you!”

you grin. “i guess he was.”

she claps her hands together. “yay! finally! i’ve been tired of seeing you with losers. i like him.” she glances at minghao, sticking her hand out for him to shake. “you’re cool. i approve.”

he smiles blankly. “thanks…?”

“well… i’ll leave you alone now,” she says, her grin widening. “have fun!” she calls as she dashes off, her new givenchy heels clacking across the tiled floor.

“i guess i kind of owe her for having a designer shoe addiction,” you laugh. “i never in a million years would’ve gone in that store had she not begged me to go shopping with her. and then i never would’ve met you.”

he smiles, squeezing your hand. “then i’m glad she did.”

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