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gucciwins · 1 year

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harry and y/n attend the grammys

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A/N: hi friends! grammys night was huge for harry and I thought a little blurb would be fitting (wrote this in mind with harry and bel but can be read as a stand alone) 🫶 love you!!!

Harry was nervous, and you could tell because he was picking at his nails. You took his hand in yours and gave it a tight squeeze. "You'll be alright. It's a big night, I know, but you didn't make this album for the awards," you remind him. "You do it because you love the music you're making, and sharing it with everyone is the real reward."

He lets out a deep breath he was holding, "what would I do without you?"

You shrug, "go insane, maybe."

Harry kisses your cheek, "think I can convince you to sneak away with me for a bit."

By the placement of his hand low on your back, close to your ass, he has one thing in mind to do with you in private, but you know Lambert is rushing you all to leave, and here is Harry wanting to sneak away and cop a feel. You'd happily let him, but it's his night, and he's already pushing really close to not making the carpet.

"I love you, amor. I do, but I'm not going to make you late," you tell him sternly.

He pouts, kissing your lips, "please."

"No, mi vida."

Harry sighs and lets you go. "Tell Zerina not to dress you this good unless I'm able to ravish you first," he mumbles.

You giggle because you and Zerina, your stylist, were going for a look that would not take away attention on the carpet but also make sure your outfit would leave others speechless. You wore a satin bodysuit with a low neckline, showing enough cleavage to leave tabloids talking, with a sheer robe over the bodysuit with voluminous sleeves. It was something you felt gorgeous in and knew would match Harry's outfit. You added a silver necklace Anne gifted you during the holidays that she found in her jewelry box and thought would be a perfect match for you. The rings on your fingers were old, and each had a different story. Harry knew all the stories; it was always his favorite part after getting ready to see what rings you would wear for the night. Here's to a fun night.

"I'm walking the carpet alone," he repeats as the car stops, his hand gripping your thigh tightly. "Jeff," Harry whines, "you really won't let her."

You lay your head on his shoulder as they wait for the cars ahead to pull away. "Amor, es tu noche." It's his night, and you in no way want to take away from that. He sighs because he knows you're right. You'll get off but stick back as he tries his best to get through the carpet quickly. Honestly, you're hoping to find time to sneak into the photo booth that they were rumored to have.

His red carpet look was extravagant. It forced others to stop and look at him. Harry was wearing a rainbow harlequin jumpsuit. The crystals shined under the lights and photographers' camera flashes. His chest was on display, every tattoo shining in this light. You took a back exit with Jeff and smiled as Kid got in to take a few photos with Harry. You saw Kid's hand snake too low to your liking and decided to make them laugh.

"Hands where I can see them," you yelled, causing Harry and Kid to shake their heads, neither of them able to contain their laughter.

"Y/N, jump in for a photo!" Photographers were quick to yell. You looked at them, eyes wide, forgetting that it wasn't just you watching him. You saw cameras pan over to you, and you graciously flashed them a smile before declining. Next thing you know, Harry's holding tight to your hand as you're ushered inside a green room where Harry will change into his award show outfit.

You sit on the couch with Sarah as you wait for Harry to come out, and when he does, he takes your breath away. He's wearing custom Gucci (of course he is), a white cropped jacket with a black collar, a silver sequined top, and brown wide-leg trousers. Adidas sneakers back for his comfort.

"Pretty sure you're going to be the prettiest star out there," you tell him, not caring that a room of your friends can see you gushing over him because the truth is you'll never stop.

"No lovefest, we got to get seated," Jeff reminds you, and out the door, you all go.

Harry, your shy boyfriend, was sitting at the front of the room, at the table closest to the stage. You already knew he'd be the most popular table from the start. You were happy you got to sit next to him, supporting him. Jeff assured you it would be okay to squeeze one more he checked with Ben, and it was okay. If anything, he'd be happy to join Lizzo and Adele's table.

Bad Bunny opened the show, and you were out of your seat dancing with Lizzo. She told Harry she was stealing you away for a bit, not that he seemed to mind. He enjoyed seeing you dance with her. You knew Harry was a fan of Benito but only danced to him in private with you, and that was enough for you. The night seemed to move on quickly between awards and commercial breaks. The fact that the room was filled with so many amazing artists you loved was a dream. Harry's first win of the night was significant and set you all in a good mood.

Harry held tight to your hand, keeping a serious look on his face because he was sure it wasn't him. There were amazing artists nominated with him, knowing it would be okay no matter the result, but when the announcer reads "Harry Styles," you jump out of your seat, cheering proudly for Harry as he sits in shock. He shakes his head, standing up to hug Kid, Tyler, and Jeff. You squeeze him tight when it's your turn, "proud of you, Harry."

He kisses your cheek and walks up the stairs, happily accepting his grammy. He looks out at the crowd in disbelief, he's quick to catch your eye, and you blow him a kiss. Harry grins before stepping close to the mic to begin his speech. "Thank you so much. This album, from start to finish, has been the greatest experience of my life, from writing it with my best friends to playing it for you, it's the greatest joy. I'd like to thank Rob, Jeffrey, Tom, Tyler, Tommy, and Tom." He looks down at the grammy. "Thank you to everyone who inspired this album, thank you to all my friends, I wouldn't be here without you, thank you." Harry lifts the grammy, gives it a kiss, and walks away.

The night only seemed to get better from there. There were terrific performances, but Harry's was something magical. He got to perform the song that started this new era, and you couldn't be prouder. To be at his side supporting him from the post-production of this album to the release to now was something you'd never forget. You'd spend forever at his side rooting for him. You were an emotional mess most of the show, unable to stop leaning close to Harry and whispering how much you loved him and how proud you were. He never told you to stop because, with a squeeze of your thigh, you knew he was happy to have you there.

It's the night's last award, and everyone is on edge. Harry sits there, smiling as they announce all ten nominees. Harry teases you if you want Benito to win, but you shake your head, assuring him the person walking up that stage in a moment will be him. Harry's eyes gleam with tears because he's thankful to be surrounded by the people he loves most.

Trevor opened the envelope, and before reading the name, he walked over to the woman part of the "superfans" and had her read the name. You knew it was Harry. She was there for him, and now she had the honor of reading his name.

"H-Harry Styles," she spoke into the microphone. The crowd cheered in congratulations. Harry hid his face in his hands. You had tears streaming down your face as Jeff, Kid, and Tyler shared hugs in congratulations. "Amor, you won. You won."

He raises his head, looking at you in disbelief. You help him stand up, letting him wrap you in a hug as you kiss his cheek, whispering how proud you are that he deserved this. Harry laughed into your ear. "I can't believe it, baby."

"You did it, H. Go on." He stays with you, his eyes locked with yours, and before you can ask him what he's thinking, his lips connect with yours in a short but welcoming kiss. "Thank you, my love." Harry accepts hugs from everyone at his table, stopping to hug Lizzo before going on stage with Kid and Tyler behind him. You look at Harry with pride, Jeff clutching you close to his side.

"That's our star up there," Jeff tells you as Harry fist-pumps while giving his fan a big hug and taking the grammy from her. You laugh, shaking your head in disbelief. Jeff hands you a tissue as you do your best to be careful with your makeup, even if it is waterproof.

"Shit." Harry starts his speech, causing you to laugh, and you know he can hear you because he does it again. "Well, shit." He looks out into the audience staring at everyone in disbelief. You were hanging on to his every word and knew he was shocked he won, but he was grateful and thankful in his speech. "You have no idea how you helped finish this album. Thank you." Harry is looking right at you when he says that you have no idea what he means. "This is really really kind. I'm so, so grateful. This doesn't happen to people like me very often, and this is so nice. Thank you very much."

You cheer for Kid and Tyler, thanking their family and Harry during their acceptance speech. You know he was looking at you. There was no missing it, but this album was finished during tour. Jeff guides you backstage, where you'll see Harry in the green room after he's done with the interviews. Mitch is quick to sweep you in a hug. "HE'S A THREE-TIME GRAMMY WINNER!" It was the start of your tears all over again. Sarah came in and joined the hug. Harry had the best team and friends supporting him.

This was family and soon Harry would come in to be showered by all the love. You all stood around talking, looking back at videos; you were tempted to ask Mitch what Harry meant but decided it was best to wait for Harry. Then the man of the hour comes i,n and the room erupts in cheers. Harry greets everyone in the room with a hug and a thank you. By the time he made it to the other side of the room, he was close to tears. He was glowing, the happiness radiating off him.

Harry opens his arms, and you fall right in, coming together like two puzzle pieces. "Amor, mi vida. Te amo. I love you. I love you." It's all you can think to say.

"Baby, look at me," his voice was gentle.

You raise your head and meet his shining eyes. Harry presses his lips against yours. You follow his lead allowing you both to get lost in each other for a moment.

"You've heavily inspired this album," he tells you, knowing that is exactly what was on your mind. You look at him confused because he told you this album was written before you (many times). That seems to be the only thought running through your head. Harry laughs, his thumb tracing over your lips, reminding you the gloss had faded and needed to reapply. "Why do you look so surprised?"

"B-b-because you told me this album was written between your movies being filmed." That was long before you joined him on tour in St. Paul. He laughs because he remembers telling you that he's surprised you haven't picked up on the sprinklings of you in the album.

"Cinema?" He asks.

You shake your head, "stop."

"Love of my life?"

Harry looks at you with so much love, and you know he's not lying to you. Why would he? You let your head fall against his chest. "You're insane," you whisper.

"Love of my life," he promises. "I had songs ready, but some weren't finished. Why do you think I stayed in Nashville? We recorded all day. Tyler and Kid were shocked at all I brought. My biggest muse walked into my life. Of course, I wrote a song or two." Harry smiles at your look of disbelief.

“I love you, Harry. I’m honored to be by your side, seeing you accomplish everything you dreamed of.”

“You’re proud?” Harry asks.

“Of course,” your hand rests on the back of his neck.

“Does that mean I’m getting lucky tonight?” He teases.

You smack his chest playfully, “not with that attitude.”

“Baby, please. Don’t you think I deserve kisses,” he puckers his lips. You close the distance and give him a quick peck.

You sigh, “you deserve the world, Harry.”

He shakes his head. “You’re all I want. You’re all I need.”

Harry and you get lost in your own world in the corner of the room, sharing kisses and whispering about how much you love him and how proud you are. No one in the room tried to rush you because they knew Harry was about to be the most sought out person at the after-party. They simply let you be two people in love celebrating this momentous night.

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secular-jew · 4 months

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Thank you Lawrence Rogak for posting this on LinkedIn:

Ida and Louise Cook were unmarried sisters in their mid thirties who lived with their parents. One wrote romance novels for Mills and Boon (England’s Harlequin equivalent) and the other commuted from their sleepy London suburb to work as a secretary for the civil service. They wore home made clothes and shared a love of opera. They loved opera so much, they would go to Germany for the weekend just to see the opera there.

In the 1930’s.

No one paid attention to them crossing the border, a couple of dowdy women in their homemade clothes, nor on the return trip with their furs and jewels.

What Ida and Louise were doing, in addition to going to their beloved opera, was collecting valuables from would be refugees to help them in their new lives. The sisters would find people who would vouch for the refugees, find people willing to home them, assemble papers for them, and even rented an apartment as a temporary space for refugees just arrived.

The sisters used their own money for this, so the refugees could sell their valuables for money to help them settle in.

They acted simple and foolish and were never caught. They did eventually halt their visits over the border, after directly rescuing 29 people (mostly families), but they did not stop working. They continued to raise money and awareness, and to help refugees in England.

The sisters were honored as Righteous Among the Nations by Yad Vashem, the World Holocaust Remembrance Center, in 1964.

Ida wrote a memoir that was republished as “Safe Passage” in 2008. In it she plays down their role, saying that what they offered wasn’t much. In exchange for saving lives, they only needed “some trouble, some eloquence, and some money.”

These are things that the righteous do.

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freakaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa · 3 months

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TADC Carnival AU Scrys

May be a bit more unorthidox fan work, but I really wanted to recreate their vibes in Flight Rising. I love the art of the carnival au so much. Maybe I'll make the others, we'll see.

Carnival AU made by @sm-baby

Pomni

Apparel: summer swelter, sunchaser jewelry, simple gold braceltets, jolly jester set; minus jolly jester hat

Genes: carmine (harlequin), carmine (jester), obsidian (glowtail)

Jax

Apparel: gothic towel, dour sailor's pants, classy pants, dented iron gorget, simple iron necklace, ornate iron bracelet, black linen leg wraps, bun-bun

Genes: dust (basic), white (paint), silver (lace)

Gangle

Apparel: marigold flowerfall, celestial attendant, jolly jester's collar, jolly jester's tail bell, phantasmal halfmask

Genes: garnet (boulder), vermilion (flair), honey (contour)

#flight rising #tadc #tadc carnival au #pomni #jax #gangle #they just look pretty :)

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alphaman99 · 4 months

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People you may not know about, but probably should

No one paid attention to them crossing the border, a couple of dowdy women in their homemade clothes, nor on the return trip with their furs and jewels. What Ida and Louise were doing, in addition to going to their beloved opera, was collecting valuables from would be refugees to help them in their new lives. The sisters would find people who would vouch for the refugees, find people willing to home them, assemble papers for them, and even rented an apartment as a temporary space for refugees just arrived. The sisters used their own money for this, so the refugees could sell their valuables for money to help them settle in.

The women entered and left through different checkpoints, so the same guards wouldn’t be able to notice their sudden acquisition of too much jewelry, and created a lie about the valuables in their purses as ‘we can’t trust them in our apartment when we aren’t there!’ They acted simple and foolish and were never caught. They did eventually halt their visits over the border, after directly rescuing 29 people (mostly families), but they did not stop working. They continued to raise money and awareness, and to help refugees in England.

The sisters were honored as Righteous Among the Nations by Yad Vashem, the World Holocaust Remembrance Center, in 1964.

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eldritch-spouse · 2 years

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ok I wanna know what the clergy guys + breg and fasma like seeing reader in. like, vinnel likes clown garb on their s/o and krulu likes flowy white robes, but I wanna know what makes em hot under the collar 🤨

Breg loves your pajamas. Maybe it's just because he's seen you in a variety of them during his several visits to your bedroom at night, but lord does he think cute funny nightgowns and shorts with dumb patterns make for the best looks on you. Casual and comfy wear, essentially.

Call Fasma an old fart, he gets it, he does, believe him- But you'd look so good in a sheath dress, or a suit, whatever you feel fits you best. He'd love to see you all dolled up. You like polka dots? 'Cause he does. He really does. What about gloves? Maybe he can get a nice pair for you. Maybe, no promises...

Morell really wants to put his piglet in overalls. He used to wear many of those when he was young, courtesy of his dad mostly. Nonetheless, you'd look so adorable in a pair of those, oh he wouldn't be able to hold back the mad cooing. You can pick the color, it's more than fine as long as he gets to take pictures.

Gallon loves anything remotely elegant. Designer clothes, custom stuff, anything that stands out, with pizzazz. Now obviously, these are very expensive tastes, so it's a little more likely that Gallon will insistently nudge fancy clothing your way as gifts. How did he get your measurements? Don't worry too much, darling.

Vinnel will dress you like a performer any chance he gets. You ever wanted to look like a professional clown? Well, you kind of already are- No? Too bad, poppet! Sit your ass down, it's face paint time. Some days you'll be a jester, others you'll be a harlequin clown. Pierrot style maybe? How about a mime? The acrobat type? Oh, you're just so adorable! Give him a honk!

Santi thinks you look best in your birthday suit! Ah, just fucking with you- But he does have pervy tastes, to no one's surprise. You like lace, love? Let's hope you do, because the incubus knows the prettiest patterns to accentuate your lovely form. What about jewelry? Are you fond of Hell gold? Wear his rings, passion, you'll look gorgeous with them.

Grimbly's here to turn you into a literal doll. Let's hope, for the sake of your sanity, that you enjoy pink. Or needlessly intricate patters and frills. He's also doing your makeup! You're also getting an umbrella like him. Sunglasses, if you let him. Regardless of gender or preference, the bat will try to put you in at least one dress. Just one! Just one, okay? Please please please-

Patches, as a product of his time alive, has an odd liking of victorian styles, even if he himself has no fashion sense. And owns little items from that period of time. His fondness of big hats is probably a tell though. One day, he'd love to have a date where you two dress up in that style, if only just to satisfy that nostalgic craving.

Nebul, to no one's surprise, is into gothic styles. Purples and blacks and long flowing garbs, maybe even something that partially obscures your face? Generally, anything that isn't too bright. He might even gift you precious stones, all in dark hues. If he could have it his way, you'd dress in elegant robes all the time, with an almost cultish appearance.

Fank-e, also predictably, wants you in rave clothes. Fishnets and bulky boots, pants with pocket chains, neon shirts, glowing bracelets, several necklaces and chokers, bright rings- All the colors all the time. If his processors aren't having trouble trying to interpret your visage, then he's doing something wrong. OH- Will you let him dye your hair?? <:]

Sybastian, honest to God, has no preference. Though he loves anything that's scarce. In fact, if you could go around naked, he would throw a fucking party. Hell, he would go around buttass naked too, if he hadn't been forced into a loincloth eventually... You probably don't have a habit of it, but Syb would love to see you decorated with bones and skins.

Ludwig is also another one with little preference, but red is and shall always be one of his favorite looks on you. As well as hoodies. It reminds him of his younger self's sense of fashion, hoodies were his religion back then. Wearing anything loose will endear the demon to you a lot as well.

#Bregory #Fasma oc #Nebul oc #Vinnel oc #Morell oc #Gallon oc #Sybastian oc #Ludwig oc #Santi oc #Grimbly oc #Patches oc #Fank-e oc

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samaeljigoku · 1 year

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❤️ 🍫 ◇◆Passione Chocolate Box◆◇ 🍫 ❤️

My little gift for Valentine's Day - If each member of Passione (and their Stands) had their own chocolate flavour! And what it would taste and look like. I also included Scolippi. This is silly and seems like it took a thousand years, but was super fun to make, so I hope you like them.

These were originally supposed to accompany a drawing of each. I really wish that could've happened, but I didn't have time. Sorry if I gave your favourite a flavour you don't like, but... I don't think some of these actually exist. Which ones would you try?

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Giorno - Sakura Blossom ◆Royal purple wrapper with gold flowers. ◇In the shape of a large ladybug, coated with gold leaf. An experience of springtime and the metamorphosis of nature. Subtly sweet and elegant, yet somewhat haughty. Dried flower petals are baked in, and perhaps a stray butterfly wing.

Mista - Caramel ◆Blue wrapper with white lattice pattern. ◇Salty-sweet, topped with gold sugar crystals. You can always rely on this chocolate. Has a friendly, nostalgic flavour - like a summer's day by the sea. Pairs well with red wine, and can be split into six pieces.

Narancia - Orange ◆Violet wrapper with an orange band. ◇Coated with orange frosting. Has a punchy, fun, in-your-face vibe. Tastes like your favourite song, but the one that you love to annoy your friends with. Will make you happier, but won't make you better at math.

Bucciarati - Hazelnut Truffle ◆Metallic white wrapper with bronze houndstooth pattern. ◇Are you prepared for this one? Swanky, chic and delicious - the chocolate equivalent of haute couture. Tastes like gold and cashmere look. Has a glittery fondant zipper that can be cracked open. It would be easy to hide money or jewelry in the center.

Fugo - Black Forest Cherry ◆Dark purple harlequin-patterned wrapper. ◇One of two candies in existence with a Latin scientific name. Rich, darkly sweet and sinister. Smooth on the surface, but has an oddly poisonous-tasting center that pops violently if you dare bite into it. Eat with caution.

Abbacchio - Bittersweet ◆Metallic black wrapper. ◇Chocolate is the silky, midnight black of the cosmos, topped with an edible lavender ribbon. Has a harsh, dizzying, intense flavour that feels like it's twisting the fabric of time and space in reverse. Absolutely does not pair well with tea.

Trish - Strawberry ◆Pink wrapper with brown checks. ◇Bright pink, sweet chocolate that tastes like cupcake frosting, but also has a spicy cinnamon bite. Is topped with purple and yellow sprinkles. Kind of under-rated. Has a jelly center that can be oddly tough to chew, like taffy.

Coco Jumbo (Plus Polnareff) - Coconut Rose ◆Green tortoiseshell-patterned wrapper. ◇In the shape of a turtle. Outer shell is crusty and tastes a few decades old. Seems to have been tossed around in someone's pocket. The center, however, has a pleasant, romantic tropical flavour.

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Ghiaccio - Mint Mocha ◆Light blue wrapper with white spirals. ◇Chocolate is pale, bluish and crystalline. Aggressively chilly in flavour, yet has zero chill. Z-e-r-o. Forces you awake like a series of icy slaps to the face. If the cold shock doesn't send you to the hospital, its deadly caffeine level will.

Melone - Yubari Melon ◆Green melon-patterned wrapper. ◇It seems wrong to be eating this chocolate in public. Creamy, divine exotic bliss. Likely laced with a aphrodisiac. Can be split into many square pieces if say, you wanted to share it with willing partners.

Risotto - Sanguinaccio Dolce ◆Metallic black wrapper with white stripes. ◇Traditional blood chocolate with a rice-based filling. Has razor-sharp edges. Despite its dark reputation, the salt and iron make it taste wholly unique. But you may still want to watch for stray needles, just in case.

Formaggio - Mascarpone ◆Gold wrapper with red dots. ◇Not to be underestimated. May be small but is loud in flavour, viciously tart and sweet. Chocolate is dotted with little holes so the mascarpone center can be seen. Cheese and chocolate may sound bizarre, but is a surprise here.

Prosciutto - Tiramisu ◆White wrapper with brown and blue stripes. ◇Classy, mature chocolate with a midnight sheen. Has a syrupy coffee center and hard sugar top glazed with a strange, eye-like pattern. Makes you feel 20 years older with each piece, so don't eat too many. Is best served ice-cold.

Pesci - Butterscotch ◆Black wrapper with green and pink hearts. ◇Bears an unfair reputation as a babyish, "kiddy" chocolate, but is still loved by almost everyone. Extremely mild, sweet and gentle in flavour, but has its moments of sudden, brittle toughness. Is topped with a cute little chocolate fishy.

Illuso - Marzipan ◆Half-brown, half-ivory wrapper. ◇Chocolate is glassy and sharp-edged, decorated with gold beads. A rich, pompous sort of flavour that tricks you into thinking it's nougat, but also makes you feel unworthy to eat it. May cause double-vision or hallucinations.

Gelato - Milk Chocolate ◆Light brown wrapper. ◇A simple pleasure, like chocolate ice cream. Pairs well with most other flavours, but is perfect with raspberry creme.

Sorbet - Raspberry Creme ◆Rose pink wrapper. ◇Subtle and cool but likeable. Pairs ideally with milk chocolate. Do NOT slice in half, or filling will bleed out everywhere.

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Tiziano - Amaretto ◆Ivory wrapper with a brown band. ◇Tastes of almond... or arsenic? An elegant trickery of the tongue, both medicine for the senses and poison for the heart. It's literally impossible to say anything bad about it.

Squalo - Sea Salt ◆Orange wrapper with blue wave pattern. ◇In the shape of a shark, and you are its prey. Tastes of violence - tart and sharp, like it's devouring the inside of your mouth. Combining this with amaretto might end somebody.

Carne - Marshmallow ◆Pastel pink wrapper. ◇A massive chunk of chocolate, bursting at the seams with marshmallow fluff that violently consumes your taste buds in an explosion of sweetness. May contain meat product of suspect origin.

Cioccolata - Green Tea ◆Light green wrapper with brown skull pattern. ◇The first candy in existence with a Latin scientific name. Tastes like the guts of a dead tree. Bitter and earthy, with a frothy, aerated center that tastes of mushrooms grown in old chocolate. Has a pale green coating that is likely mold.

Secco - Prosecco Cordial ◆Light brown wrapper with black stitch pattern. ◇A punch of pure sugar concealed in a hard gemstone shell. Raw, maddeningly sweet, instant tooth damage. Pairs amazingly with green tea, somehow. By the way, chocolate is bad for dogs.

Doppio - Checkerboard Cookie ◆Pink wrapper with purple and green checks. ◇Seems to be both chocolate and vanilla, actually tastes more like berry. Sweet and cute in appearance, with little cartoon frogs etched into each square, but is likely to chip a tooth. Not a telephone.

Diavolo - Dark Chocolate Ganache ◆Dark red wrapper with gold lattice pattern. ◇The ultimate sin. All the decadent, devilish delights of hell melted down to candy form, topped with dark chocolate horns. This chocolate really is monstrously evil and addictive. You'll relive the experience of it over and over... forever.

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Zucchero - White Chocolate ◆Light green wrapper with white spirals. ◇In the shape of a snail shell. Pale, sugary sweet and very soft, almost gelatin-like. The inside is strangely hollow and airy, seems to deflate when you eat it. Pairs nice with something spicy.

Sale - Chile Chocolate ◆Metallic orange wrapper with red stars. ◇Star-shaped with a dark red chile coating. Dry, salty and fiercely spicy. Pieces somehow get stuck in your mouth and burn like hell. Pairs best with white chocolate.

Luca - Pumpkin Spice ◆Metallic brown wrapper with green leaves. ◇Tastes fresh from an autumn garden, where the bodies definitely aren't hidden. Sweet at first, but has a sudden spiciness that hits you directly in the brain. Don't worry, the gaping hole in your noggin will go away. Eventually.

Scolippi - 100% Cacao ◆Stone grey wrapper. ◇Beware the astounding bitterness of the cold hard truth. The ghost of your decision to eat this will haunt you for the rest of your life. Hits your taste buds like a storm of rocks, but you'll never stop thinking about it.

Polpo - Squid Ink ◆Black wrapper with yellow squid logo. ◇Controversial, but proud of how weird it is. Is that a tentacle in the middle? Tastes like regular chocolate that's been sitting in the darkness of a musty bedroom for too long. PS: Try the new banana variant!

#jojo's bizarre adventure #jjba #jojo no kimyō na bōken #ジョジョの奇妙な冒険 #vento aureo #golden wind #passione #la squadra #unita speciale #bucciarati gang #valentine's day #jojo part 5 #fan art #giorno giovanna

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almodovarispunk · 3 months

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get to know me tag thingy!!! i got tagged by @javisashtray thank uuuuu

1. were you named after anyone?

my mom was trying to get my dad to agree to a name when she was pregnant with me and she was reading a harlequin romance book and she pointed to a character named gillian and my dad was like "okay" KDHDJDKFHFB

2. when was the last time you cried?

yesterday when i saw poor things lmao

3. do you have kids?

a 100 and they are all stuffies

4. what sports do you play / have played?

i tried volleyball but i was too autistic to make the team so i became a theatre kid

5. do you use sarcasm?

yes i do but i am so bad about recognizing it due to the aforementioned autism

6. what’s the first thing you notice about other people?

their tone/body language

7. what’s your eye color?

blue

8. scary movies or happy endings?

happy endings :))))))

9. any talents?

i am an actress who is a retail manager i have many talents

10. where were you born?

halifax, nova scotia!

11. what are your hobbies?

watching movies with my bf, cross stitching, jewelry making

12. do you have any pets?

my 100 stuffies (they're so needy)

13. how tall are you?

5'6

14. favorite subject in school?

drama LMAO

15. dream job?

i wish to be an actress who directs just like my queen olivia wilde KDBDMDMFBMF

i tag @hellishjoel @chaotic-mystery @joelsgreys @javiscigarette

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cassynite · 1 year

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thinkin more ophenia thoughts

Ophenia is VERY meticulous when it comes to her appearance. She's vain, but more importantly she likes to look the role that she feels she embodies--that of the eccentric Artiste. She wears of a lot of fine clothing that takes up most of her earnings--dark frilly dresses that give a gothic, mysterious air, and dark jewelry with her hair up.

On this line, she's very attractive and she knows it! I imagine her similar-looking to the female dhampir base character pic (the one with the violin), though she's taller and more statuesque in appearance, the coloring is the same. She also tends to spend a lot of time on her hair--when given the opportunity it's always in curls, though it's naturally almost stick-straight.

Since she's chaotic neutral, she doesn't fall under the alignment options to worship Shelyn, so I imagine that she is an "admirer" of Shleyn's rhetoric and the stories she inspires. She'll tell people that she doesn't really actively worship anyone, but she is actually a devotee of Naderi--the goddess of tragic, doomed love.

Her books range in quality and across genre--she's been known to write Harlequin-style erotica (by far her most popular), penny adventure stories, and sweeping gothic tales. By far the best quality of her works--and the ones she started her career with--are heartbreaking tragedies.

I really do not know what mythic path she would take as KC, but I am 100% sure that on a positive character arc she goes Legend--defying the story set out before her and her role in it. I imagine when she chooses, she says something along the lines of, "I am not your experiment--I am a person" finally embracing the complete experience that comes with being real.

I need to think more about who her wife was in particular, because she was basically the lynchpin character in Ophenia's past--Ophenia's mother and her passing also affected her but not nearly as much. I do think that she and her wife met when Ophenia was relatively young (about 80 or so) and that she died less than fifty years ago. Ophenia started her author career shortly after.

#cassy bitches #oc: ophenia

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kits-ships · 6 months

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soleil's profile

sol's s/i tag: #soleil; lovely in the moonlight sol's ship tag:#m; moonlight to show the way we can follow

Name: Soleil Williams Birthday: November 13th, Scorpio Source: Mar/vel/MC/U Gender: Nonbinary (They/She)

Physical Appearance Height: 5'5 Hair Color/Style: Split white/black. Blunt bangs, twin buns Eye Color: Brown Other Features: Some freckles, fangs, septum, labret, orbital piercing

Background Place of Birth: Wildwood, NJ Currently in: Chelsea, NYC Family: Unsure, tbh Education: High School diploma Occupation: Tattoo Artist

Personality Strengths: Nurturing, friendly, passionate, generous, patient Weaknesses: Overly-competitive, perfectionist, loud, naive Fears: Herself, losing, losing herself, being powerless, bats

Interests/Hobbies Activities she Enjoys: Writing about superheroes and villians. Has tons of notebooks full of her research and speculation. Likes walking around the city. Skills or talents: Writing, weaving, traditional art, animal training, Spider-person! Favorite Pastimes: Playing with her dogs, watching anime, making spreadsheets

Internal Conflict Internal struggles or dilemmas: Acts like the most put-together person but is being held together by string and bubblegum. Doesn't know how to take care of herself and isn't sure if she wants to. Insane imposter syndrome and anxiety.

External Conflict Obstacles they face: General Spider-Man woes. Has no money except to pay her bills (sometimes). Reliving Spider-Man 2 from the Raimiverse. She has no time!! Societal Pressures or Expectations: Generally accepted to be a weirdo. Talks, dresses, and acts funny. People don't like their art, either. Annoying.

Style of Dress Clothing Preferences: Cringe is dead. Dresses like a clown met an academic and had a child together. Black, white, and grey clothing. Soft colors, fishnets, big boots, off the shoulder tops Accessories and/or Jewelry: Three lobe piercings, chokers

Symbolism/Themes Things Associated with the Character: Spiders, black and white aesthetics, harlequins, the circus, the moon Themes Explored Through the Character's Story: Undiagnosed mental illness, working too hard, struggling to stay afloat, running from your feelings !!

#soleil; lovely in the moonlight #m; moonlight to show the way we can follow

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amaranth-devi1 · 1 year

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Even the best servants fall

to the abyss between the jewelry phrases.

They wear to harlequin's robes,

blowing the flutes of all jesters

on the wildest crowded nights.

@amaranth-devi1 / Amaranth

#rv #quotes #amaranth

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sword-dad-fukuzawa · 2 years

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HAPPY BIRTHDAY CHILDE

This was not what he’d expected when the Tsaritsa had summoned him to her private chambers. Childe stood at parade rest in her warm, golden-lit foyer, regretting wearing his official Fatui cloak as he started to sweat under the thick wool. But he channeled all the professionalism Pulcinella had tried to impart in his early days as a Harbinger, lifting his chin and making severe eye contact with the opposite wall. He didn’t dare look directly at the Tsaritsa. Not when he was only her eleventh Harbinger, and thus, her most expendable. He fixed his eyes on the harlequin wallpaper instead. Though out of the corner of his eye, he caught the shifting glimmer of crushed velvet and snowy furs, the edge of a silver bangle and the barest glimpse of snowy white skin—

No. He mustn't look.

“Tartaglia,” said the Tsaritsa, her voice clear like the ringing of bells. “I trust the journey home wasn’t too strenuous? I know I called you back on short notice.”

“Have no fear, Your Imperial Majesty,” Childe said, hoping his face didn’t betray him. He’d run into a vicious winter storm on the border of Snezhnaya and Fontaine, and he’d had to fight his way uphill through the whirling sleet for a good day and a half before finding decent shelter. And that was without mentioning the massive ice golem he’d had to take down, since it was blocking the main road. “The route I took through Fontaine caused me no undue stress.”

There was a sound like crystals clinking together, and then the Tsaritsa laughed softly. “I received a report about one of my harbingers heroically eliminating a monster terrorizing traffic in the south,” she said. “You wouldn’t happen to know anything about that, would you?”

Childe stared at the wall, willing it to swallow him whole. “It was barely a delay, Your Imperial Majesty. I apologize for allowing it to hamper my return.”

And then he heard the sound of someone standing, and felt his whole body lock up.

There was the whisper of fabric across tile, and then he could sense the Tsaritsa standing slightly behind him and to his right, hovering just before his shoulder. Archons, he refused to move a muscle, keeping his eyes fixed on the wallpaper.

Her breath ghosted softly across his ear as she leaned in, dangling crystal jewelry making tiny indents in his coat. “My dear, sweet Tartaglia,” she murmured. “Never apologize for helping my people. Snezhnaya is mine to rule and yours to protect, and you would do well not to forget that.”

“Yes,” said Childe, swallowing around the lump in his throat. “Yes, Your Imperial Majesty. I won’t forget. This one apologizes for his lapse in judgment.”

“Brave paladin,” Lumine murmured, tucking a finger under Childe’s chin and tilting his face upwards. He let her, his vision filled with the sight of her eyes gleaming like stars and her lily-white face, pale as the moon and as distant besides. “When you go back to Snezhnaya, tell your queen this: I know exactly what game she’s playing. But she should bear in mind that it’s my mercy, and my mercy alone, holds the Abyss back from taking her eleventh as its own.”

“Not…not your own?” Childe said, breathless with something like adrenaline, something like desire.

“Not mine,” Lumine agreed. “Though he can be mine if he wishes.”

(currently incomplete)

#childe #tartaglia #ajax genshin impact #genshin impact #the tsaritsa #chilumi #lumine

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triviareads · 1 year

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Note: I've linked StoryGraph summaries of every book to each title.

Glory and the Master of Shadows by Grace Callaway: This is my third consecutive month of screaming about Grace (0 shame btw). First and foremost, I deeply appreciated this book for touching on the Opium Wars and the atrocities wreaked on China by Britain, and how the government was complicit.

Wei is one of those uber-competent heroes who isn't outwardly a mess (like many a Grace hero lol). Like, in one night, he saves Glory from falling off a drain pipe, goes down on her (which... her mom may or may not have unwittingly overheard but tbh Maggie does not have a leg to stand on), and fixes the drain pipe before leaving. Truly a prince among men. That being said, his trauma runs deep to the point where his life is solely focused on revenge, which is why Glory is such a shock to his system. Wei and Glory's dynamic is just adorable: A heavy dash of teacher/student, along with a really deep shared understanding between them about what makes the other tick, and not just because of commonalities in cultural background. Like, Wei appreciates Glory for the very qualities that make her a bit of an awkward turtle in society.

Plus, it's always fun to read about previous Grace heroes and heroines. The Charlie's Angels gals' friendship is going strong, even if Glory initially feels a little off about being the only unmarried one in their group. Fiona does the modern equivalent of giving Glory a slutty makeover to seduce her crush. Rhys (the heroine's formerly slutty dad) is now a Serious Politician who is sponsoring an anti-opium bill. Hawk apparently has sympathy pains during Fiona's pregnancy. Gavin Hunt is so excited about possibly having a grandson named after him he makes the kid engraved jewelry before they're born. I love this gang.

Caitlin Crews

I wanted to get into some of my Harlequin recs this month, but when I made a list, I realized maybe one author a month would be better. So let's talk about Caitlin Crews. What I love about her writing style is that she's not afraid to make you dislike both the heroes and heroines a little (or a lot). It's easy to write a hero who is The Worst but then you eventually come around to him, but a winning formula is writing a hero who scares you a little and pisses you off a lot, and then a heroine who annoys you almost equally. But in a good way, for both. The dialogue is also always, always on point.

The sex Caitlin writes feels... borderline transcendent? Like you read that shit and think "this is not attainable" and then happily go back to reading more. Here are some of her books I'd rec:

The Viking's Runaway Concubine

The only Harlequin Historical I'll recommend, and only because I was terrified for most of it during my first read. Terrified but enthralled. It's set in Viking-ruled Britain in a time where slavery was practiced. There's an M/s dynamic to Ulfric and Eithine's relationship except, Ethine is Ulfric's literal slave as well. Do we see where the lines of consent are blurred?

But here's the thing: The sex is hot. It's very hot. Ulfric is obsessed with finding Ethine after she ran away from him, and her punishment for her "transgressions" once she's found is written brilliantly. He's also, in general, obsessed with her. He's all "you might as well have stabbed me in the HEART instead of slashing my face when you left meeee". On top of that, Ethine's whole inner conflict is that she *shouldn't* find pleasure in the pain he gives her, so she tries to convince herself she's being forced to take it. There's a looooot of conversations between Ulfric and Ethine about consent and gender roles so the book actually keeps you on your toes on like, an intellectual level lol.

Claimed in the Italian's Castle

A modern retelling of Beauty and the Beast. Angelina is practically sold off by her weirdly feudal family to the "Butcher of Castello Nero", Benedetto Franceschi, a man whose past 6 wives have all died under mysterious circumstances. Regardless, he gets Angelina off at her piano several dozen times so she does what any smart gal should do and agrees to marry him. By the time we hit the climax (the emotional climax; not the sexual one) I remembered why I loved this book, namely, how a so-called boogeyman (he's so self-loathing that he looooves thinking of himself as a boogeyman) is reduced to a sopping wet pathetic mess on his knees. There's a winner right there.

Just One More Night

The last 3 books are Harlequin Dare books, which have sadly stopped being published, but here are my favorites:

Speaking of heroines that irritate me, let's talk about Indiana 'Indy' March: She's a free spirit (but in a self-sustainable way) who does what she wants, walks away when things get too intense, and says shit like "Ambition is for people who don't like what they have. But I do", causing my poor little capitalist heart to go "nooooooo".

Anyway, it's interesting because for a woman who doesn't like being tied down, she voluntarily goes to meet a man she accidentally walked in on like, assassinating people in a random alleyway in Budapest and then IMMEDIATELY proceeded to have sex with said man, Stefan (and when she says they didn't use a condom, he says the seminal masterpiece of a line "you American girls are always on the pill"). And now, two years later, she's back to meet him at a time and place designated by him, and it goes from there. He does, at some point refer to her pussy as "one of the great wonders of the world". Out loud.

Teach Me

This one has your classic Caitlin bratty heroine— Erika— who gatecrashes a sex club to try and hook up with her brother's best friend Dorian (yes, bear with me— his name is the least hottest thing about him). This man tries to scare her away by delivering a spanking but like, she's obviously very into it. He then proceeds to dom her into being less self-sabotage-y and coaches her through her mommy issues, which I thought was cool of him. Would recommend.

The Risk

The stripper-ballerina book. Literally. She's a ballerina who wants to let loose so she gets into an exclusive club to do a burlesque routine, and then a man buys her (time) for the night for anonymous sex. Not a lot going on tbh, just really well-written, evocative stuff. Like at some point during sex, she's wearing the wings from her routine and nothing else which I thought was hella cool.

#trivia's book round-up #grace callaway #caitlin crews #harlequin dare #harlequin presents #historical romance #contemporary romance #harlequin #book recs

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