#kates jewelry gold

[royaljewellery]

Every piece of jewelry Catherine and Meghan have inherited from Princess Diana

#princess diana #diana spencer #catherine middleton #princess of wales #kate middleton #meghan markle #duchess of sussex #british royal family #royalty #royal family #diamond #jewellery #jewelry #pearl #gold #earrings #necklace #bracelet #ring #prince william #prince harry

[world-of-wales]

Catherine's Jewel Vault (9/∞) ♛

↬ Welsh Gold Wedding Ring

Keeping with the Royal Family's tradition, Catherine's wedding ring is crafted from a nugget of gold originating from Wales which has been used to make the royal family's wedding bands since 1923.

Handcrafted by royal jewellers Wartski, the rare Welsh Gold used in the making of the ring was finely polished and gently rounded to provide comfort.

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[mitchyhawk]

#pinterest #aesthetic #whimsigoth #whimsicore #whimsical #jewlery #charm bracelet #rings #gold jewelry #silver jewelry #head scarf #outfit aesthetic #witchy #witchy aesthetic #candles #candle light #tattoos #sun and moon tattoo #sun tattoo #moon tattoo #moon child #stevie nicks #florence and the machine #florence welch #kate bush #fleetwood mac #jeff buckley #mazzy star

[chasingrainbowsforever]

Kate Spade New York Boxed Drop Earrings

#earrings #jewelry #Kate Spade #orange gold

[andreanakta]

Today's @taylorswift should wear this!

@oscardelarenta

Crystal-Embellished Mini Dress

BROKEN FLOWER EARRINGS

FLORAL BOUQUET RING

@louboutinworld So Kate golden pumps

#swifties #red carpet #oscar de la renta #flowerring #flowerearrings #crystals #so kate #christian louboutin #mini dress #earrings #flowers #jewerly #jewelry #pumps #gold rings #style

[wlwloverwrites]

Home Gym

Pairing: Kate Bishop x Reader

Warnings: daddy kink, slight mention of sweat? in a sexy way, thigh riding, nipple play, light biting kink, normal things used as sex toy, smut, small amounts of fluff, oral sex, fingering, shower sex (18+)

Main Masterlist

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You knew what your girlfriend was doing before you unlocked the front door. The walls rumbled with repeating vibrations. Her upbeat music she only ever played when she was working out echoed in the hallway. Your neighbors hardly complained… at least not about the music. They have complained about other loud noises coming your shared apartment.

You remember the first time they knocked on your door.

Sweat was beginning to build on your hairline, your robe was falling off your shoulder, and your feet were cold stepping on the hardwood floors. You opened the door to see your very uncomfortable neighbor, right away you knew they heard. You were mortified when they asked you keep it down. You gasped when they admitted your ‘rather loud noises’ had been a reoccurring problem. Genuine sorries fell past your mouth but were interrupted with a rather smug Kate.

Kate’s arms slipped around your waist while her lips found your bare shoulder. She kissed over the forming marks on your heated skin. She didn’t pay any attention to the same neighbor she sometimes helped carry groceries up the stairs. That neighbor was now bright red once they realized Kate was nude, completely unbothered. You said your rushed goodbyes and failed at keeping the noise down.

Your jingling keys did nothing to signal to your girlfriend that you were home. Their sound swallowed by the music Kate added to her ‘Gym’ playlist. After settling down, you found yourself taking a peek into her gym. She noted that the extra bedroom in your apartment would be the perfect place to work out. Your eyes trail over her body.

Her arms are glistening with sweat. Fly away hairs are glued to her forehead and her cheeks are flushed red. You watch as her necklaces dangle in the air with each push up. Her form is impressive, she makes it look easy. Staring at her lips you can see her counting under her breath, the last number falls past her lips with a loud sigh. She gets up to sit on her bench. She leans to get her water bottle and that’s when she sees you.

“Hey baby,” she says with a smile, setting her bottle down and lowering the music with her phone.

“Hi Kate.”

“How was your day?” She spreads her legs just an inch, welcoming you between them as you make your way over to her to greet her with a soft kiss.

“Was okay,” you hum against her lips, giggling softly when you feel her wandering hands.

“You look pretty, baby. Those are nice jeans,” she compliments with her eyes trailing down your body.

“Oh really? Thank you, a really pretty girl gifted me these jeans.” You reply playfully, giving her a nice twirl.

You recall the time she bought them. The skin on her arms was indented with the strings from the numerous shopping bags she insisted only she’d carry. She bought you so much you always had to find a way to rearrange your closet to fit even more clothes. Don’t even let her get started on jewelry. Your nightstand always had some type of jewelry resting on top. Sliver and gold necklaces, tennis bracelets, and rings sparkled with the soft light coming from your lamp. Kate loved buying you rings. Sometimes when she’s bored she just stops by the some random jewelry store and buys you another ring. She always takes a mental note on your reaction, trying to figure out which is your favorite style…. for research purposes of course.

“Girl has good taste,” Kate jokes slipping her hands into your butt pockets, giving your ass a playful squeeze that makes you laugh. “I’m just finishing up here. Do me a favor, baby,” She looks up at you. “Can you hand me the massage gun?”

You hum, turning to get what she asked for. You bought it for her birthday, you remember her smile when she realized what it was. She had been complaining about being sore after working out and occasional cramps, so you did what any good girlfriend would do. You added it to you shopping cart. You mess with the buttons, checking if it was charged.

“After you finish up, want to eat out?”

It’s quiet for a moment and look at your girlfriend confused. You roll your eyes playfully when you see the look on her face. The same cocky smirk you learned to love is on her face as she jokingly licks her lip.

“I mean since you’re offering. I wouldn’t mind…” Her hands grab your hips, her fingers tug on your belt loops forcing you down on her thigh. “I wouldn’t mind eating you out.”

You throw your head back with a laugh. The position you’re in is awkward, but before you can get off her thigh, her arm hugs your body down. Her unoccupied hand grabs the massage gun from your hand and switches it on.

“Finish up with me?” She asks innocently.

Too innocently.

Your hands went to her shoulders, awkwardly rubbing them to massage the forming knots. She sighs softly, you always loved the way you relaxed her. Dropping your hands to her arms, raising your eyebrows when you feel her muscles. Your lips part and suddenly you are hyper aware of your position. You never really noticed her ‘pump’ after working out, you were always quick to rush her in the shower or was simply not home to witness it; however, now you felt it. Kate seems to be in her own world, aiming the vibrating gun on her biceps.

Are you supposed to use it on your arms?

“Feels weird. I usually just do it on my legs,” she shrugs as if she can read your mind. You don’t know how you don’t put two and two together. It’s Kate for crying out loud. The both of you have been dating for the past two years and you still don’t know how you didn’t see her meticulously planning something in her head.

She smiles at you, it’s not a sweet smile.

It’s dark, and widens when your body jerks forward.

Vibrations crawl down her thigh and between yours. Just on the first setting, the vibrations were enough to dig your fingers into her flesh. Loud moans escape your mouth. Kate’s thumb hits a button, bumping up the speed and you feel like you’re flying. Throwing your head back leaves your throat to be Kate’s next victim. Her teeth bite at your skin making you hiss in pain. Your hiss quickly turns into a whine when she pulls away. A text notification pulls her attention away from you.

“K-Kate,” you whine. Your voice is shaky and you’re almost sure your eyes are crossed. Subconsciously your hips flex towards her body, your forehead fell at the junction of her neck.

“Hold on,” she is quick to dismiss you, not even caring one bit about you grinding on her bare thigh, like a bitch in heat. She doesn’t care that you are purposely shoving your breasts in her face to pull her eyes away from the screen and onto you. Your breathing become harsh, every vibration feeding into the sudden pleasure. Forcing your eyes open you look at Kate’s phone. She is the middle of typing a text when you whine again.

Kate shushes you.

Soaked between your thighs, with your wetness seeping through your pants and onto Kate’s thigh. An occasional moan would slip past your lips and it would result in a sharp stare from your girlfriend, but after the third one Kate had enough. Why she wanted silence was beyond you. Was she finally on the neighbor’s side?

Her empty hand, phone finally put away, fell right on your ass. A loud slap echoed through the room. Your skin burned, but it never stopped your hips, only made them faster. The slap only makes you moan louder. Clearly annoyed, the vibrations stop and you are left panting with want. There’s drool that piles by the corner of your mouth, but you quickly try to recover yourself. The inside of your thighs are numb.

“I told you to stay quiet, baby,” she tuts, her hand squeezes your face. She’s taunting you, knowing damn well how much you love when she gets cocky.

“But Daddy, I need you,” you whisper the words against her skin. Your lips are swollen from your teeth tugging at the poor skin. Fingertips dig into her clothes, a silent beg for her to get undress despite her being half naked and you being fully dressed.

“I know you need me, baby.” She whispers back, pushing her face closer to yours so your noses are brushing against each other. Her tongue peaks out from her lips and licks yours. “Want to know how I know?”

You don’t know what game she’s playing at, yet. Nonetheless, you nod, bumping your noses again. Leaning in for a kiss, you part your lips and tilt your head to the right. Patiently you wait because you know more is coming.

“It’s not because you’re begging for me,” she declines pressing a wet kiss against your lips before she pulls away with your bottom lip between her teeth. “It’s not because your eyes have gone all hazy.” You suck in a deep breath when she turns the gun back on and places against her thigh so you can feel the vibrations. “It’s because I can feel how wet you are between those pretty thighs.”

You whine into her neck, your body is shaking with need and it’s only then do you realize how right Kate is. You’re soaked between your thighs. Your panties feel like a second skin and your poor jeans do nothing to help when it came to friction. Drunk with pleasure you nod at her words. Grinding even harder against her thigh, chasing your high.

“‘m so wet,” you whine, sinking your teeth into the bare part of her shoulder. The salty taste of her sweat meets your taste and there is a small part of you that loves the taste. The bite makes Kate hiss in pain, she pushes you off slightly. Before you’re able to overthink why she practically rips your blouse off of you. Your blouse is now resting on top of a dumbbell and Kate’s mouth found its safe haven between your breasts. Not bothering to unclasp your bra, she shoves the padded material down, just enough so your nipples appear. Her lips wrap around your right nipple without warning.

“Come on, baby. Ride Daddy’s thigh. I know you want to.”

You can feel each syllable against your breast. Sensitive and needy you follow her instructions and whine when her lips find your left nipple. Kate, never the one to chose sides, gives the same treatment to the left breast. Groaning into your skin as her unoccupied hand finds your back. Dragging her fingertips down your skin until they find your jeans again. Kate loved the sight in front of her. You grinding against her thigh, bottom lips between your teeth, sweat building up on your forehead, sweet sounds escaping your lips, and most importantly the growing wet stain between your legs which ruins your jeans.

“Daddy knows your body too well, huh?”

She’s taunting you.

“Moan my name.”

“Kate.”

“Louder.”

“Kate!!”

The vibrations are strong — too strong. Your head feels fuzzy and eyes can’t seem to focus on anything. Drunk with pleasure you throw your head back, giving Kate more than enough space to attack sensitive parts of your neck once again. Hips are rolling fast against Kate’s thigh. Too busy chasing your high you barely kiss back your girlfriend who pulled you into a messy kiss. You whine against her lips when you the feeling in the pit of your stomach gets ready to be released.

“Fuck Daddy. I- I’m gon-,” you stumble over your words as Kate gives up on massaging her thigh and places the gun directly on your pelvis.

“Come on, baby. Get all messy for me,” Kate whispers against your skin, encouraging you to soak through your jeans. She bumps the vibrations even higher, sinks her teeth into the soft skin on your collarbone, and rolls your nipple with her free hand. It’s enough to push you off the edge.

Your eyes roll back as your whole body seizes with pleasure. Your fingers dig themselves into the full muscles in her arms. Your thighs clench trapping Kate’s so she can no longer bounce it. You feel wet between your legs, no doubt making your jeans a darker blue than before. You don’t know when the vibrations stop and the praises start.

“Pretty girl.” Kate’s mouth finds your ear, her teeth trap your earlobe, “Doing so good for Daddy.” Kate pays no mind in the aftermath stings caused from your nails. You smile softly when you feel sweaty arms wrap around your waist and a flushed cheeks rests on top of your naked breast. Kate, always the sucker for skin-to-skin contact, whispers how good you are for her. You giggle softly when you feel her wandering hands rub your back and her soft lips find your collarbone.

“You’re so pretty, baby.”

“Thank you.”

Kate laughs against your skin. Even when your mind isn’t working at its full capacity you still manage to keep your manners in check. The minutes you take in hold each other feel like hours, the both of you just enjoying each other’s touch. It isn’t until the sweat begins to build up that you pull away. Kate whines when you pull away but understands because her skin was flushed, which makes you feel bad. She never had the chance to cool off after her workout.

“Kate, honey. We need to shower. You’re stinky and I’m messy.” You groan, scrunching up your nose and giggling when Kate is clearly offended when you stated the truth. 

You jump off her lap when she reaches to tickle you. Smirking when you escape from her attacks and watch as she gets off the the bench. You back away and you sprint to the door, playing a small game of cat and mouse.

“You’re not too sore, baby?” She asked with faux concern, raising your suspicion as she makes no move to chase away you like she usually does.

“No. Are you?” You challenge, looking back at your girlfriend who is pulling off her sports bra, it takes all your willpower to not look. She stands shirtless in the middle of the room for a second before she walks to you. She takes advantage of your eyes that dart to her chest and grabs you.

“Never, just wanted to check in cause I still need to eat you out.” She says with a wink. Her hands cradle your face as she makes you walk backwards to your shared bathroom.

“I made a promise to my girlfriend and I intend to keep it.”

“Oh yeah?”

“Mhmm.” Kate nods as she presses a gentle kiss on your lips.

Finally, the both of you are in the bathroom. Loud giggles fill the room along with the sound of the shower as you get undressed. Kate checks if the water temperature is okay before she gets in and offers her hand to you as you step inside. Sighing softly at the water as you wash away your sweat, and worries. It doesn’t take long for Kate to fall on her knees and hike your leg over her shoulder. Her directness has you holding yourself upright against the sage green tiles you have decorating your shower wall.

“Fuck Daddy.”

Her tongue is gentle, licking your throbbing clit. Kate takes everything you offer her. She moans softly at your salty taste that is watered down with the droplets of water that also fall on her face. She takes in the way your finger get tangled in her soaked hair. She takes in the way you can’t seem to hold your moans, forgetting how loud you can get. It isn’t long til Kate adds her fingers. Her pointer and middle finger find their way inside you. Kate is careful to make sure you don’t lose your balance before curling her fingers in a ‘come here’ motion. You let out a high pitched whine when she repeats the motion again and again.

“I’m gonna come again! Oh Kate.”

Kate keeps a steady pace and makes sure to not be too rough knowing you’re sore despite your confident ‘no’ you said earlier. You can’t get over the feeling of her tongue, eyes rolling back as you moan her name over and over. Your hips roll against her face, forcing her tongue to lick over her fingers and her nose bump your clit. The sound that leaves you is pornographic making Kate laugh against your pussy and another voice yell.

“Can you guys hurry up in there?! I have to use the restroom.”

Your gasp is loud but is quickly switched to an even louder moan when you fall apart on your girlfriend’s tongue. Your fingers tug on Kate’s wet hair and she pushes her mouth closer to your pussy.

“Kate, Kate, honey. Who is that?” Your words are rushed as you try and catch your breath, legs are still shaky and you’re pretty sure your eyes are crisscrossed…again.

“Yelena.” She says as if it is obvious. You blink, once then twice and look at your girlfriend who is already rinsing the shampoo off her dark hair.

“What?”

“She was on her way when you were,” she pauses as she reaches for the loofa behind you. “Well you were… you know,” she pauses and then drops her mouth and rolls her eyes back before mimicking you, “Oh yes, Kate. Fuck, Daddy!”

You feel the heat on the your cheeks and grow hotter when you hear a very confused, russian accent outside the bathroom door a second time, “I thought Y/N finished already?”

You’re mortified, but Kate only laughs as she steps out of the shower. Walking out of the bathroom with only a towel wrapped around her waist, leaving the top part of her body bare.

“Yelena, don’t you know we have a guest bathroom?”

“Don’t you know I can hear her from the hallway?”

thank you all for 5,000 followers! please reblog, comment, and like! - lover

#first time writing for Kate #this is a love letter to silver (my wife (real)) #would yall to see more of this? #wlwloverwrites #wlwloversfics #char: Kate bishop #type: smut #Kate bishop #Kate bishop smut #Kate bishop x reader #Kate bishop x reader smut #Hawkeye #hawkeye fanfic #kate bishop fanfiction #marvel #marvel smut

[toulousewayne]

Batfamily Shenanigans:Head-canons Pt: 1

Bruce eat Peanut Butter from the jar and it drives Alfred mad. Has a kid it was the only thing that calmed Bruce down after his parents,but as an adult he still does it.

Bruce cannot cook in the kitchen, but he can grill just about anything and does it with minimal effort.

Dick, Bruce,Alfred,Steph and Duke are right handed. While, Babs, Jason, Damian, and Kate are left handed. Tim is ambidextrous. Damian hates it.

Damian is vegetarian, Dick and Babs will try different restaurants with him and some of Dick’s new favorite takeout is a vegan and vegetarian Asian restaurant in Uptown.

Alfred prefers Earl Grey over any other tea.

Tim got his GED,at first the he didn’t want to tell anyone but Damian found his mail and told him he was proud. But threatened him if he breathed a word to the others.

Duke sometimes get overwhelmed during the day patrol and other bats sometimes will randomly come by to check on him.

Bruce to his credit was still getting hang of being a father with Jason and Dick. Tim was more of a partner at first, but later on he became his son. He really got improve and do better with Damian. He’s still trying but at least that counts.

Jason does have the white tuff, however after speaking with Talia and Damian he learns it’s not a result of the pit. And it’s actually Vitiligo.

Stephanie is actually allergic to eggs, put loves them so much that everyone just carries Benadryl. Cass keeps her EpiPen.

Duke is the best swimmer out of his siblings.

Kate does not like desserts, she doesn’t have a big sweet tooth. Bruce however is a Cookie Monster.

Babs has had LASIK however she still wears her glasses to not strain them while looking at monitors all the time.

Alfred the Cat, loves Tim’s room more because of his window. It gets the best sunrises and sunsets, he enjoys the warmth from it.

Ace prefers to set at Bruce’s feet in the cave. Bruce enjoys his company.

Cass and Dick have dance classes together in the ballroom. Dick is surprisingly good at Ballet.

Jason will eat his siblings leftovers. Tim will get him half his PB&J and Jason will devour it in seconds.

Talia used to make food with her mother has a little girl and did the same with Damian. He tries to teach Bruce some of his favorite food. Poor Bruce isn’t very good at it but the enjoy the bonding.

Cass can identify which of her brothers is the closest by their scents. Dick has a vanilla and cedarwood smell,Jason smells like Grapefruit and Amber, Tim smells like French lavender, Duke has a grapefruit and Patchouli scent, and Damian smells like cinnamon.

Barbara likes when Cass and Damian make her handmade jewelry over being bought stuff. She wears a gold locket Cass gifted her everyday. And has a ring and charm bracelet that Damian gave her for birthday. She never takes these off.

Tim is allergic to shellfish.

Bruce cannot stand strawberry jam, he prefers grape much to Alfred’s horror.

Stephanie will stack plates, silverware and cups like a server. It’s habit she got from her Mom and hates leaving a mess for Alfred or any other server to clean.

Jason has smoked from time to time. But will snap if he sees his little brothers do it. Jason will Mother Hen them to death.

Alfred is the best marksmen with long ranges guns, Jason is the best at versatile shooting and Barbara is the best firearm shot.

Cass,Steph are the same height, both are an inch taller than Tim, Duke is to inches taller then them.

Tim and Damian are the artist of the family. Damian prefers classic art, like oil paintings, pottery, and marble sculptures. Tim prefers modern art, photography, stone sculptures. Diana takes them to her art gallery on the weekends.

Bruce is the slowest to text back, Jason and Damian ignore texts if they’re not emergencies,Tim emails the fastest, the only good testers are Steph, Duke, and Barbara. Dick will ignore your text and FaceTime you to ask you to repeat the question instead and Cass prefers a phone call.

#batfamily shenanigans #dc comics #batfamily social media #dc universe #dc live action #batman #batfamily #batfam #dick grayson #gotham knights #jason todd #tim drake #damian wayne #stephaine brown #cassandra cain #duke thomas #barbara gordon #batgirl #dcu #incorrect batfamily quotes #dcau #dc films #nightwing #red hood #Red Robin #dc batman #dc batfam #alfred pennyworth #gotham city sirens #gotham city

[grvyrd-drms]

creepypasta piercing hcs!!!???!!!

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A/N: inspo from me finally stretched my ears to 0g!!! i also didn't include brian or tim, because their irl actors didn't have any. :)

characters: toby, jeff, ben, e. jack, nina, sally, jane, liu, jane, clockwork/natalie, zero, kate, jason, helen/bloody painter, puppeteer, jason, judge angels, cody/x-virus, sally

cw: mentions of piercing infections, manic episodes, and pps LOL

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toby: my boy is DECKED OUT in shit!! double eyebrows and nostrils, bridge, smiley, septum, snakebites, cheeks, practically every ear piercing. had a belly button at one point (someone please draw this) but was too insecure to show it off so he took it out. on top of this sluttiness he also has dreams of getting a pp one 🤭 but only when he's manic. prefers to do his own, mostly does them during his ✨episodes✨. the one good thing about his CIPA is he can just get whatever he wants. has to be reminded to clean them.

jeff: his skin is super sensitive and he absolutely does not take care of anything so he's had to take a ton out, but he's managed to keep a few. he def has 00g gauges and a septum, left eyebrow, a few helixes, tried a lip ring and tongue but they got nasty infections. the infirmary hates him.

ben: since he's in link's body, he already has basic lobes. i like the idea that he can kind of change his appearance (being a ghost and all) so he added some more hoops along his elf ass ears. keeps trying to dare jeff into getting his nipples and belly button done (it's not working).

e. jack: has his basic lobes. was too much of a mama's boy to get any facial piercings and was too much of a wuss to get more ear piercings. and honestly??? he's been deterred away from getting more because of jeff.

nina: OMG snakebites, medusa, tongue, septum, nostril, triple lobes and helix on either side, nipples. belly button with cute ass Y2K dangly jewelry. owns half of the claire's store earring collection.

sally: has her basic lobes with the cutest little gold bow earrings <3

jane: kept her basic lobes and her seconds, both are little hoops. silver girly for life!!! doesn't really like any other body mods or such.

liu: do his staples count has one basic lobe on his right. lil hoop in it :3 wanted to be 'rebellious' 👹.

natalie: eyebrow (on the opposite side of the clock), triple lobe, industrial on left side and double helix on the right. belly button. has a nose ring on her right, with a skinny gold hoop in it. doesn't care for metals at all, they're all mixed (monster) she learned from her clock eye to keep her body clean, so she regularly cleans them. go girl!!'

zero: stretched her ears to 16mm, tongue and septum. doesn't go crazy but she's dedicated to her gauges.

puppeteer: he's sexy so has to have stretched ears. they're only at 00g cause he likes them noticeable but not too big.

bloody painter: literally nothing except an eyebrow on his left. toby thinks its odd. secretly afraid of needles so he sticks to what he has.

judge angels: basic lobes, both tragus and a helix on her left and she's happy with it. she likes that it adds a bit of sparkle to her look but its not excessive unlike some people.

jason: he's a SLUT!!!!!!!!! has dick piercings. im not gonna look them up cause i don't feel like seeing pps but he... he has a few. has his basic lobes, nipples and belly button as well.

kate: i feel like she doesn't really care about her appearance, so she used to have basic lobes but they closed cause she never put them in. is intrigued by the idea of having a ton but she knows she could never commit herself to the upkeep. admires toby's from a distance.

cody/x-virus: got influenced (peer pressured) into getting a few due to toby. HAS to make sure everything is properly sterilized beforehand and will usually do them himself to make sure. double lobes, a tongue, both eyebrows, both helixes and a snug on his right. cleans them all twice a day.

#can you tell toby is my favorite #i lub himb #ticci toby #toby rogers #creepypasta #creepypasta fandom #creepypasta headcanon #jeff the killer #ben drowned #eyeless jack #liu #homicidal liu #nina the killer headcanons #nina the killer #jane the killer #natalie ouellette #clockwork #sally williams #x virus #bloody painter #helen otis #the puppeteer #zero #zero creepypasta #jason the toymaker #piercings #body mods #slenderman #proxies #judge angels

[lookingfts]

I just... cannot. I can't. 🫠 And I know Anthony can't, either.

Yeah, this is like...A LOT for me, so I can only imagine how Anthony would react.

*sexy snippet below*

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Anthony didn't even know where to start. Her legs, a million miles long in fuck-me heels. Her smooth stomach, muscles flexing as she walked toward him. Her perfect breasts tantalizingly hidden by an elaborate bra. Her hair loose around her shoulders, combined with the gold jewelry in her ears and on her wrists. A goddess demanding worship, and Anthony her willing sacrifice.

But truly, it was the skirt. No, not a skirt. A fucking belt masquerading as a skirt.

Anthony clenched his jaw as Kate stood in all her glory before him, smirking at him. Fully aware of the desire coursing through his veins, surely branded on his face. As it always was for her and always had been.

"Where did you get this?"

She smiled, worrying her bottom lip between her teeth. "I had it custom made. Do you like the skirt?"

Anthony chuckled roughly, his voice already hoarse. "That's not a skirt, honey." He let his hand drift to the expanse of bare thigh, and Kate tried to hide her shiver as his fingertips grazed her skin. Slowly, his hand disappeared under the fabric, cupping her as she moaned. "If you were wearing a skirt, it wouldn't be so easy to get my fingers in you."

#asks and answers #simone ashley #kate bridgerton #kate x anthony #anthony x kate #bridgerton #kanthony #snippet

[the-jewel-catalogue]

London's Top Gun: Maverick Premiere

OTD

The then Duke and Duchess of Cambridge joined Tom Cruise for the London premiere of Top Gun: Maverick.

With the dress, Kate wore a sparkling new pair of diamond earrings from one of the Middleton family’s favorite jewelry firms, Robinson Pelham which were made of gold and set with diamonds.

From the Tsar Star Collection. Star-shaped studs and drop earrings rendered in 14K white gold embellished with brilliant diamonds, which cost over £11,000.

#princess of wales #otd #british royal family #thejewelcatalogue #source;thecourtjeweller #picture #jewel;earrings

[underoossss]

a necklace, a movie, and a summer picnic – s.h

pairing: steve harrington x f!reader

warnings: i don’t think there’s any tbh, just fluff and kissing. for all intends and purposes of this fic, everything that happens in s4 happens after this fic lmao so this is set before s4, so no spoilers, except kate bush and max having headaches.

an: ok here’s another fic i wipped out from my very feel-y heart. because we all need a cute carefree weekend with boyfriend steve, the best most loving boyfriend. i firmly believe that this boy falls hard, so have some summer softness.

masterlist

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Family Video is quiet except for the two hushed voices speaking on the main counter. The two figures are close together, one of them dons the establishment’s uniform vest, the other does not. You sit on the counter with a box on your lap while you go through the various VHS tapes it contains. Steve on the other hand, stands next to you, his elbows resting on the counter as he fiddles with a necklace in his hands. You had arrived minutes ago and found Steve alone in the desolate store –except for Robin in the back and Keith “working” from his office. Being only the two of you, you had fallen into your usual closeness and easy conversation.

 “So the guy just opens his backpack and takes out a bucket full of popcorn.” Steve says by your side, retelling what happened at Family Video one hour before you had popped by to visit. “He sits on the floor and starts watching the movie like it’s nothing.”

You chuckle, amused by the crazy things your boyfriend witnesses almost daily in his job. “I swear the funniest things happen in your job, Steve. At least you’re never bored.”

 You lift your head from the returned movies you were perusing and glance to your left to look at your boyfriend. His brows are furrowed in concentration as he tries to untangle the gold chain in his hands.

 You had left for work in a rush that morning after spilling coffee on yourself while eating a quick breakfast. You were left with no other choice than to run back upstairs to change. In the rush, you barely had any time to put your usual jewelry on –stud earrings and a thin gold chain with a moon pendant in the middle– and shoved everything in your pocket to put on at work. Only you realized it had been a huge mistake when you took the chain out, and found it all tangled up, a knot of chain in the middle. How did it get like that just from being in your pocket? Who knows. Only, you ran out of patience while trying to untangle it at work and put it in your pocket again. By the time your lunch break arrived, you skateboarded to visit Steve like you always did and decided to ask him to help you.

 “I don’t know how it happened; it wasn’t in my pocket for that long.” You had said to him, resting your arms on the checkout counter. “See if you can untangle it, please? I couldn’t.”

 “Sure, babe.” Steve shrugged. He still sported a big smile on his face, the same he always has when you visit him at work. He looked unfairly handsome like always, the dark blue polo under his Family Video vest doing wonders for his complexion. “I can take a crack at it. There are some returned movies in that box, I know you like to check ‘em out.”

 “Thank you, baby.” You had smiled brightly, pecked his cheek, and hopped on the counter to check the movies out. Which brings you back to your current conversation.

 “It only seems to happen during my shifts though.” Steve shakes his head with a chuckle, still focused on the chain. “And I’m always bored if you’re not here, babe.”

 He glances over at you and winks which makes you shake your head at him –you still feel your face burn though, its natural reaction whenever Steve flirts with you.

 “It’s okay if you can’t get it untangled.” You nod towards your necklace in his hands and continue looking through the returned VHS tapes.

 “I think I’m making progress.” He holds up the chain for you to see; it’s about 10 percent less of a mess than it was before. “Have a little faith.”

 You smile, “Alright.”

 You speak up again, returning to your previous conversation.  “Nothing fun ever happens in my job, I always get the boring shifts.”

  “I like your boring shifts.” Steve says. He bumps his shoulder against your elbow as you continue to sit on the counter. “I can talk to you without annoying anyone behind me.”

 “And you wonder why my boss doesn’t like you.” You shake your head in amusement, though you like it when he comes over to talk to you while you work. Even if you become fifty percent less productive because of it.

 “I don’t understand why he does! I only held up the checkout line once.”

 A carefree laugh bursts out of you, which makes Steve smile brightly. “I think you mean three times. The third one being last week.”

 Steve joins you in your laughter until it turns into giggles. “That lady was ready to murder me.”

 “She might have. I was the only available cashier when 7 people decided to checkout at the same time.” You brush some hair off his forehead, watching it fall back into place with fondness, then turn to the box. “You’re lucky you’re charming.”

 “Honestly, it’s their fault for hiring such a beautiful cashier.” Steve’s voice holds a smile. “I’m just an innocent customer that fell in love.”

 You’re about to say something back to him when you stumble across a particular VHS tape –one with a white background cover and Molly Ringwald wearing a pink dress in the middle. You gasp and hop off the counter. “Someone finally returned Sixteen Candles!”

 Steve looks up from your necklace with a grin that grows into a smile as you clutch the movie to your chest. “I can finally watch it again!” You sigh happily, walking back to him and pausing when you see his knowing smile. “You already knew it was back.”

 Your boyfriend shrugs, though his smile doesn’t disappear. “Hey, I wanted it to be a surprise. Besides you always like to browse through that box.”

 “Well, it worked! Consider me surprised.” You laugh softly, then perk up once more. “I saw Nightmare on Elm Street in there, I’ll rent that one too.”

 Steve shakes his head at the two opposing movies you’ve chosen –that he knows he’ll end up watching with you. He deserves all of Robin’s teasing if he’s being honest, he’s got it bad. “I’m obsessed with you.” Steve chuckles, shaking his head in wonder at you.  

 “That’s good.” You smile, deciding to flirt right back at him, all to see the way his face gets flustered no matter how hard he tries to hide it. “Because I love you. Now, can you help me checkout, handsome.” You place your forearms on the counter, leaning close to where he’s standing on the other side.

 A triumphant smile takes over your face when you see Steve’s cheek flush, his eyes glance down to your lips before they drift away from you all together. Jackpot. Then Steve clears his throat and gains his composure back, much to your dismay. He takes Sixteen Candles from you a second later.

 “How about… I rent both and bring them to you when I pick you up later.” He leans his elbows and suddenly his face is much closer to yours. Steve shakes his head when you start to protest. “And the chain.”

 You stare into his cedar brown eyes, and they hold so much unrestrained adoration in them that you feel your insides melt. Your heart skips several beats. “You don’t have to get it untangled if you can’t, Stevie.”

 “I almost got it, baby. I’ll bring it, and the movies, to you at five.” He seems to lean closer as he speaks, his lips a tantalizing temptation in front of you. He knows what he’s doing.

 You nod your head, moving closer for a quick press of lips. “Alright.” You whisper to him, your mind almost forgetting what you are talking about.

 Steve glances at the clock and sighs, breaking the spell. “I wish you could stay, beautiful, but I don’t want to give your boss yet another reason to hate me.” He holds your face gently in one of his hands before letting go and leaning back from the counter.

 “Shoot! You’re right.” You jump when you look at the time. You have less than 5 minutes to get back to work. “Gotta go! Love you, bye!”

 “Love you more!”

 You turn on your heels as quick as you can and walk towards your skateboard, which you left by the door earlier.

 “Bye Robin!” You yell, hoping she can hear you in the back, at the same time Steve calls out for you “Skateboard safety!”

 “I always do.” You tell him, as the door closes behind you and you skateboard away.

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 Steve pulls into the supermarket’s parking lot at 5:03, the two movies and the now untangled necklace are on the passenger seat next to him. The sun is almost ready to set, but still blazes orange light into town for just in time for the golden hour. Steve shuts down the engine and takes off his sunglasses before stepping out of the car. He walks towards the passenger’s side and leans against the door to wait for you.

 One quick scan through the window and Steve sees you. You’re talking to a coworker, Casey who’s taking over your shift, and when you feel Steve’s eyes on you, you look out the window. You smile once you spot him, and Steve can’t help but smile back. You look so pretty today (everyday) in your jeans and a baby blue top that has flowers printed on it. You also put your hair up with a scrunchie today, to beat the heat, and Steve can’t stop himself from staring –can’t help wondering how he got so lucky. You hold your hand up and mouth 5 minutes. Steve nods, knowing you still have to close your till and count its money to give to your boss before leaving. So, Steve leans back and patiently waits for you, shoving his hands in his jacket’s pockets as the summer breeze picks up.

 A few minutes later, he hears the store’s door open and your black high-tops scratching the pavement as you make your way towards him. It’s in moments like this that Steve feels like it’s impossible to feel more happiness than what he feels at present, but then you make him happier by the minute. His heart hammers in his chest, his stomach twists with giddiness, and his next breath stutters for one second. You’re smiling at him with so much love, like he hung the moon and painted the stars for you –which for the record, he would do if he could figure out how– and he feels it right to his bones. His own matching smile appears instantly.

 Steve takes your skateboard with one hand and sets it carefully next to him as your arms go around his neck. He circles your waist with his arms as both your smiles come closer together, until his lips meet yours in a kiss. He smiles at the way you sigh against his lips, tightening his hold on you and stepping closer until there’s little space between you. Steve pulls away, brushes his nose against yours and kisses you again, gentle, and sweet.

 “I missed you.” You tell him once you pull back from the kiss, hands playing with his hair. “Like I said before, I always get the boring shifts. Today was no exception.”

 “I missed you more.” Steve says, meaning every word. He hadn’t been teasing earlier, he genuinely misses you when you’re away. He is so used to your presence near him that being away during both your jobs felt like withdrawal. It’s like the moment you leave, he wants to run after you and get you to stay a bit longer. Does that make him a lovesick mess? Most likely, but he couldn’t care less, not when your eyes soften at his words. “And… I got you this, beautiful.”

 He lets go of you and leans into the passenger window. A second later he takes out a small bag with the two movies you had chosen earlier and your necklace. The smile that takes over your face makes him so happy he feels his skin buzzing.

  “Steve, you did it.” You say as your eyes full of gratefulness move from the necklace to his own. “Thank you, baby.”

 “You know I’d do anything for you.” He leans close to you again, kissing your cheek. “It was a piece of pie.”

 Your arms circle his waist and you hug him for a few quiet moments, you heart beating like crazy with both love and gratefulness,

 “Wanna come over?” You ask, stepping back and taking the bag with the VHS tapes. “I’ll make us dinner and we can watch one of these movies.”

 And how can Steve say no to that? Especially when he’s been desperate to be with you all day; your lunch break visit feels like so long ago. “I’d love to, baby.” He brushes the back of his fingers on your cheek, kissing it when you close your eyes. “You sure your mom won’t mind? I know she doesn’t like spontaneous guests.”

 You shake your head. “She’s out with dad in a who-knows-what meeting, it’s alright. I know we are spending tomorrow together with the kids, but–” You smile at him once more, and Steve knows you’re going to say the same thing he thought of moments ago. “I just really missed you.”

 Steve’s heart jumps in his chest and he smiles back. “Me too.” He whispers. “Let’s go then.”

 You smile brightly, then remember your necklace and look at him sheepishly. “Can you help me with that?”

 “‘Course babe.” Steve opens the small clasp as you turn around and brings his hands over your head so the gold chain can circle your neck. Once it’s secure on you, he places a kiss on your shoulder –not helping himself– and pulls back.

 He opens the passenger door for you to get inside and you do, placing the Family Video bag on the backseat. You make yourself comfortable in your seat as Steve puts your skateboard in the trunk and slides into the driver’s seat seconds later. The radio plays softly in the background when Steve starts the car, the tune of Everybody Wants to Rule the World reaching your ears and making you nod your head along to it. Steve glances at you and smiles; seconds later, he is backing out of his parking space and heading to your place.

 “Steve,” You say over the sound of the wind that comes through the windows.

 “Hmm?” His eyes drif to you for a second and then move back to the road.

 “You didn’t finish your story, about the guy with the popcorn.”

 Steve chuckles and places one of his hands on top of yours in the center console. “Well, the movie he started to watch was already halfway over, so when it ended he demanded for us to play another.”

 You laugh. “Oh no.”

 “And of course he wanted to watch a movie we didn’t have in-store.” Steve shakes his head, smiling at the way you’re giggling in your seat. “He ended up saying ‘the cinema is better anyways’ and left, offended by our lack of stock.”

 “The cinema is better anyways.” You repeat laughing. “He should have gone there in the first place.”

 “Robin told him that!” Steve says. “It’s good we didn’t have his movie, I don’t think he would have left.”

 “Oh he would have, baby.” You tell him, looking at his profile, laughter still bubbling inside you. “He would run out of popcorn and go get some more.”

 “Make us get him some more.” Steve laughs as he turns on his blinker and makes a turn into your street. “We just need to play bad movies from now on, that way no one stays for a marathon.”

 “You’re doomed to bad movie land, then.” You say gravely, but still smiling at him.

 “Then I guess I’ll have to visit you at the store more often, to brighten my day.”

 Like you said, both your parents’ cars aren’t in the driveway when Steve parks in front of your house. He turns off the engine and crosses over to your side to open the door for you. “Go on ahead, babe, I’ll grab your skateboard.”

 “Alright.” You smile, taking the movies from the backseat before sliding out of the car.

 Steve is quick to retrieve the board from the trunk, lock his car and make his way to your front door. He leans your skateboard against the wall once he steps inside and locks the door behind him.

 “I’m in the kitchen!” You call when you hear him come in.

 He walks by the peach-colored walls of your living room, stopping to smile at your cute baby pictures hanging here and there. It’s not like he hasn’t seen them before –he has– but he loves to see your personality shine through each one of them. He wonders if you know how it has shined into him, helping him grow as he learns to see the world through your eyes. Tearing himself from the pictures, Steve wanders into the kitchen where you have turned on the radio. The Police is playing faintly as you move around, taking vegetables and a baking tray from the fridge.

 “Remember the lasagna I brought you for lunch yesterday?” You ask him.

 “I do, it was great.” Steve gravitates towards you, unable to stop himself. His arms go around your waist as you go on.

 “I still have leftovers. ‘That okay for dinner?” You set your hands on his chest, looking up at him in question.

 “Of course, baby.” Steve smiles, he’d be fine with breakfast cereal if that’s all that you’d offer to him. “I can help you.”

 “I’m only heating up the lasagna and making a salad, Stevie.” You smile sweetly, closing your eyes when he leans down to steal a peck to your lips.

 “I’ll help with that, then.” He murmurs against the corner of your mouth, grinning in triumph when you giggle and agree.

 “If you insist.” You place a hand towel on his shoulder. “Just wash your hands first, I’ll turn on the oven.”

 The two of you work together to make the salad while the lasagna reheats for a few minutes. Steve washes some lettuce and you chop it, the same process happening with the seasonal tomatoes and the cucumbers you pass to him. Steve is left in charge of seasoning the salad while you serve the lasagna and is pleasantly surprised when he does an okay job. It’s pure domestic contentment, the way you eat with casual conversation and wash the dishes afterward –all this with soft music playing in the background. It’s always like that with you; you love different genres, different melodies and make them a part of your daily life. Steve loves it, finding an enjoyment in music he didn’t have before he met you. Maybe he should make you a mixtape?

 With everything tidy and clean, you drift to the living room –where you are now settled close to Steve’s as you watch Sixteen Candles. Your head rests gently on Steve’s shoulder while you enjoy the movie like it’s your first time watching it. Steve’s eyes drift to your face every now and then and his hand rubs your jean-clad calf. You’d thrown both legs over his thighs halfway through the movie, snuggling closer.

 Each time he looks over at you, your eyes are glued to the screen in wonder, all the way to the ending scene.

 Jake is sitting in front of Sam, a birthday cake with sixteen candles in front of them. “Happy birthday, Samantha.” He’s saying, “Make a wish.”

 “It already came true.” You and the girl on the tv say at the same time. Steve smiles at you.

 You sigh happily as the couple kisses on screen and the credits start to roll down. “Thanks for watching the movie with me, baby.” You angle your body sideways to face Steve.

 “Babe.” Steve shakes his head, pausing the end titles. “You don’t have to thank me; I like watching these movies with you.” And watching you watch them. Though he doesn’t say it.

 He brings a hand to your cheek, holding it gently before he leans down to kiss you. You grin against his lips, settling your hands on his neck as you kiss him back. It’s a slow caress of lips, yet full of the yearning the two of you had felt all day. This is what Steve waited for all day. You, close to him like you are now, head resting against the cushions as he leans down to kiss you again. Your hands are in his hair and Steve hums, kissing your top and bottom lip, letting his teeth catch one before soothing it with another kiss. Everything he doesn’t say with words he says it with a kiss. Every kiss he couldn’t give you today, he gives it to you now.

 You’re breathless when you speak again, Steve’s lips having moved to your cheek and your jaw. “Stevie.” You say and Steve moves so that he can look into your eyes.

 He smiles when you do, swooning in his mind at how beautiful you look –the corners of your eyes crinkling as you smile, your lips thoroughly kissed.

 “Not that I want you to leave, but I really don’t want you to drive too late in the night.” Your hand goes to rest on his cheek, tracing his undereye with your thumb.

 Steve looks down at his watch and runs his fingers through his hair. “Yeah, I should probably get going.” He also doesn’t want to get you in trouble with your parents for having him here without telling them first. Besides, with all the crazy things happening in this town so often, he doesn’t blame you for being fearful for him. He’s like that with you too.

 He ties his shoelaces and puts his jacket on while you turn the tv off, then walks over to the door with you. “I’ll pick you up tomorrow at eleven thirty, okay?”

 “Okay.” You nod your head and wrap your arms around his waist. “I love you, Steve.”

 He swears nothing will ever be better than hearing you say those four words. Steve leans down to kiss you again, lips lingering because he doesn’t want to step away just yet. “I love you too, babygirl.”

 You kiss him once more. It makes Steve grin against your lips because he knows you love it when he calls you that. He has to use it sparingly, lest it lose its effect. “Drive safe, okay?” You tell him, taking a step back to let him leave.

 “I always do.” He winks, before he makes his way to his car.

 You stand by the door, leaning on the doorway and watching him leave until his car turns right to the main road. Suddenly tomorrow feels like an eternity away.

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 You’re up early the next morning, choosing to shower and get ready before preparing everything for the picnic at lunch time. Last week the kids had claimed they found a hidden spot in Hawkins, away from the main town, where they can spend the summer. It’s supposed to be a paradise, so much so that it has a small creek running through it. You’d proposed a picnic day to check it out and everyone had agreed –even Max said she’d go when you called to invite her. Everyone was supposed to bring something, and you had decided to bring sandwiches and snacks.

 You get dressed in a pair of pink linen shorts and a white button-up tied at your waist, a sky blue bathing suit underneath your clothes. With your converse on your feet and hair up in a claw clip, you grab your backpack and head downstairs. Only half you parents are home, that half being your father in the living room reading the newspaper of the day. You greet him good morning before moving to the kitchen, your body buzzing with energy for the day ahead.

 As always, the radio is on –you made sure to put new batteries in last night so it can play all day during the picnic. You know Robin and Max will bring their own cassettes to play and nothing would be worse than running out of batteries while a good song is playing. You go around the kitchen to make simple toast, eggs, and coffee for breakfast before you sit on the counter to eat. I Ran is playing while you do, and you tap your foot against one of the cabinets, eating in content. The radio stays on after the song is over, though the next couple of songs aren’t that good but it fills up the silence in the house as you set to make the sandwiches.

 They will be ham and cheese sandwiches, as well as ham and cheese with lettuce an tomato ones in case someone doesn’t feel like eating veggies today. You mix mustard and mayo with some lime juice to spread on the bread and then start to assemble sandwiches. Once that’s done, you pack them up in Tupperware and decide to chop some fruit to bring along. Seasonal berries, watermelon, and navel oranges, all perfectly sweet and refreshing for the sunny day outside. By the time you’re done and go back upstairs to grab the sunglasses you had forgotten, it’s already half till noon and Steve is ringing your doorbell.

 You run back downstairs and pull the door open to find your boyfriend standing there in all his handsome glory. He sports a white t-shirt tucked into light washed jeans, a brown belt and his sneakers. A simple look but it makes him look like a movie star –you can’t look away. He has his sunglasses perched on his head, hair perfect as he gives you a beaming smile.

 “‘Morning, gorgeous. Nice necklace.” Steve says, his eyes giving you a once over before he steps closer. You skin tingles at the proximity. “I brought the picnic basket you wanted.”

 “Hey, baby.” You smile, then throw your arms around his neck to meet him halfway for a kiss. You’re both smiling when you pull back. “Thank you, I just need to pack the food and we’re ready to go.”

 “Alright.” Steve says, letting you go and picking up the basket. “Let me help.”

 You nod and he follows you inside, greeting your father as he goes, all charm and smiles. Once you’re in the kitchen Steve starts to fill up the basket with the fruit and sandwich Tupperware as well as some bags of potato chips. Double checking that you both have everything, you grab your backpack and radio then turn to Steve.  He’s giving you a knowing smile as he glances from the radio to you. You shrug.

 “Ready, babe?” He asks, taking the basket with one hand and offering you the other.

 “Ready.”

 You leave the house hand in hand after saying your goodbyes and being reminded of your curfew. Steve puts the basket in the trunk of the car where he’s also placed a cooler full of water bottles and sodas. Everyone will be waiting at Dustin’s place, so you make yourself comfortable as Steve pulls out of the driveway and sets into that direction.

 The next half hour is full of yelling (Dustin and Steve), putting another cooler in the trunk (contents: unknown), telling everyone to use the bathroom before you leave, and cramming 5 people into the backseat of Steve’s car. But before long, Steve parks besides a dirt road and everyone is following Dustin and Lucas into a small forest. You’re only starting to wonder if they’re gonna kill you all out in the woods, when you step through some bushes and come face to face with a beautiful small meadow. There is a shallow creek running through it, colourful spring flowers sprouting from tall green grass, and there’s enough shade from the nearby trees to avoid being in the sun all day.

 “You guys weren’t joking.” You say amazed.  “This place is beautiful.”

 There are murmurs of agreement all around before everyone walks into the flower-covered field and towards a big patch of shade from a tree. Max and Lucas lay out the blankets while you open the Tupperwares full of sandwiches and fruit, and the bags of chips to snack on. Steve hands over sodas and water bottles to everyone while Robin sets up the music. She won rock, paper, scissors in the car, so she gets to choose the first cassette you’ll play. Soon enough, Bowie’s smooth voice starts playing from the radio and everyone digs into the food.

 Sometime later, with most of the food gone, Lucas takes out a card game that Max somewhat reluctantly accepts to play. Robin is intrigued but doesn’t join the game, choosing to watch instead as Lucas shows Max how the game works. Meanwhile, Steve leans against a tree and you sit between his legs, leaning back on him. His hands are joined over your stomach as he holds you to him, placing kisses on your shoulder every now and then. Steve looks out for everyone with a watchful eye, filling your eye with immense fondness for him. There’s laughter every time some petty argument starts from the group playing cards, or whenever Steve yells language! at Dustin who spits out more curse words any teenager should be allowed to.

 Eventually Dustin picks up a frisbee he’d stashed in his backpack, and reminds Steve that he’d promised to play with them. You move so Steve can stand up, feigning reluctance but you know it’s all an act. He’s fond of all the gang, especially Dustin. All the boys walk to the open field, putting distance between them as Steve shows them how to play. They struggle to catch the frisbee for a while but eventually start to improve.

 With the loud part of the group far away, Robin is quick to lie down on a blanket to take a nap. You go to sit by Max, who’s putting a new cassette into your radio.

 Robin calls your name a few seconds later though. “Throw your boyfriend out there a bone, would ya? He’s been looking at you like a lost puppy since he left your side.”

 You laugh with her as you look at Steve, finding him already staring at you. You decide to send a wink his way; it’s enough to get him flustered as he runs a hand through his hair.

 “Told you, a lost puppy.” Robin whispers and you laugh again. She probably knows you’re just as gone for him.

 “What are we listening to next?” You turn to Max, letting Robin nap.

 “Kate Bush.” Max says, pressing the play button. The first melody of a song starts to play and Max nods her head along to Kate’s voice.

 “I like Kate Bush.” You smile, then lean closer and whisper conspiratorially. “So does Steve, but don’t tell him I told you that.”

 The redhead chuckles, looking at you briefly then down at the grass. “Ok, I won’t.”

  Fresh summer breeze rustles the tree leaves above you, soothing the day’s heat. You lean your head back, taking it all in. The rustling leaves, Kate Bush singing, and the boys’ voices that the wind carries back to you. Max’s gaze moves over to the boys who are playing nearby.

 “I haven’t seen you hang out with the gang lately.” You tell her, keeping your voice soft hoping she won’t shut you out. “Did something happen?”

 “No.” Shes quick to reassure you, shaking her head, though you hear the uncertainty in her voice when she speaks again. She looks off to the treeline on the other side of the creek. “I just haven’t been feeling well lately.”

 You hum in acknowledgment. “Is it your headaches?”

 “Yeah.” Her voice sounds far off, like her mind is someplace else. “But…”

 She hesitates but you don’t press her. Instead, you tune into the music playing from the radio speakers, your fingers tap your knees to the same beat. The boys keep playing in the distance, all of them sweaty and with grass sticking out of their hair. They’ve gotten better at catching the frisbee now but it’s been abandoned in favour of wrestling.

 “After what happened to Billy and watching El lose her dad…” Max eventually continues, voice so low you almost don’t catch it. “I figured it would be best if I kept my distance, from everyone.”

 “Max.” Her name leaves your lips lowly. Fear grips your heart for the teenager next to you, and the loneliness that will take a hold of her if she cuts herself off from the group. “Can I ask, why?”

 “It’s for the best. That way it won’t hurt if I lose somebody else, you know?” Max swallows hard, her hands leave the grass and start to fidget in her lap.

 A sigh escapes you. What she says it’s true from a certain point of view, but it’s not the healthiest way to deal with loss. Sometimes, you must feel the pain and learn to move past it instead of avoiding it all together.

 “If I knew there was a possibility, I would lose someone I love,” You start, eyes finding Steve for a moment. “I don’t think I’d distance myself from them. I’d cherish every moment I have with them, that way if something happens, at least I’ll know I loved them as best I could.” Steve feels you looking at him, and you smile softly when he waves.

 “I guess you have a point.” Max nods, blue eyes finally looking up to yours. “Thank you.” She says, and from the look in her eyes you can tell she needed to talk to someone. Even if one conversation doesn’t fix everything.

 “You can talk to me anytime.” You tell her and nod to the radio, deciding to change the topic. “What’s the name of that song? I love it.”

 “Oh, it’s Hounds of–”

 She doesn’t get to finish the sentence because you’re both attacked with water balloons. Max’s shock lasts a second before she finds her attacker, stands up with revenge in her eyes, and starts to chase Lucas.

 You turn to Dustin, who holds two balloons in his hands. “Where did you even­–”

 “They were in the other cooler.” He says smugly but is immediately soaked by a balloon Mike throws his way.

 They even wake up Robin with all the racket –she soon decides to start a war on the kids. She gathers as many balloons as possible in her arms and throws them around, slightly off aim. Another balloon hits you straight on the back and you turn around to find your boyfriend standing in the distance, a daring expression on his face.

 “Oh, it’s on, Harrington.” You stand up, taking three balloons from the cooler with you and chasing him across the field. Laughter erupts from within you, and it follows Steve’s own as you manage to land 2 balloons on him, one of them in his hair. Your boyfriend stops running and turns around to chase you, which makes you scream and laugh while trying to get away from him.

 “Come on baby, let me give you a hug!” He laughs, sounding closer by the second until he catches you. A moment later you feel water soaking your hair as Steve pops both balloons on top of your hair.

 You laugh with him until you’re breathless in his arms, staring into brown eyes that shine brightly with happiness. Your mind goes back to your conversation with Max, and you become surer that you could never give this up to avoid the pain of losing it; should that happen. The sheer amount of joy you feel just by being with Steve, and receiving all the love he has to give, will always be worth it. “God, I love you, Steve.” You say, smiling so big it hurts your face.  

 “Not as much as I do.” Steve tells you with a smile just as big, his eyes gazing into yours until he finds something there. “‘You okay, baby?”

 His hands hold you tighter even though you nod to reassure him. Leave it to him to read you in a second. “I’m just treasuring all of this, you, us –in case something happens, and it all goes to hell.”

 “Babe-” Steve starts to say but you shake your head, still smiling.

 “Don’t tell me nothing will happen.” You chuckle. “We live in Hawkins, Stevie, a black hole could appear tomorrow.”

 Steve chuckles, moving his hands to cradle your face. You close your eyes at the kiss he places on your nose. “I wasn’t going to say that.” He murmurs. “I was going to say, that if things indeed go to hell, you’ve got me. I always tell you I’d do anything for you, and I mean it. I’ll always protect you; you know that right? We’ll be alright.”

 You nod, feeling some tears gather in the corners of your eyes –tears of happiness, relief, some fear, hope. Tears, overall, of love. “I’ll protect you too, you know.” You tell him with a soft smile.

 The smile he gives you in return could rival the sun shining above you. “Then we’ll be more than alright.” He leans downs and brushes his lips against yours, “I love you, babygirl.”

 You close the distance between you and bring your lips together for a loving kiss, butterflies fluttering in your stomach. It feels like a reassurance and a promise, the way you pull each other closer for one amorous kiss after another. That is, until you’re surrounded by the whole gang, who ambush you with a storm of water balloons.

 “Get them!” Dustin yells, and you can’t even be mad, neither can Steve.

 You only laugh as you try to run away from them, Steve’s hand in yours, everyone’s laughter mixing together under the summer sun. Maybe Steve’s right. Maybe you’ll be alright.

#steve harrington #steve harrington x reader #steve harrington x fem!reader #steve harrington x you #steve harrington imagine #steve harrington fluff #steve harrington fanfic #steve harrington fic

[anonymoushouseplantfan]

Plant, any chance you would consider bringing back your Bingo for Markle's Women of Vision award gala on May 16?🤭

My prediction:

She'll wear her coronation gown - a white gown from a French couture house like Dior. Poorly tailored due to Meg's endless request for last minute changes.

Cosplay Kate with a bespoke Dior floral headpiece that looks like a tiara😏

Hair: Unflattering middle part or harsh slicked back hair with a tight bun, since she's in her "rich mom energy" era.

Make-up: Bronzer attack! Uneven self tanner where her hands and chest area are pale...per usual.

Aquazzura shoes with the bow since according to her squad, Meg started that trend and Kate copied her last week lol

Diana jewelry overload (must compete with Kate because she wore Diana's earrings & the Queen's necklace): Diana's aquamarine ring, the diamond tennis bracelet, the butterfly earrings, the gold cuff and Meg's engagement ring will re-emerge since it's made out of Diana's diamonds lol

Hand to heart for the cameras and "tearful" hugs when Gloria Steinem presents her the award. Word salad about Glo being a feminist icon & Meg's hero. More word salad about service is universal, we're linked not ranked, et al.

Harry is a no show (or told to stay home with the kids?🤭). Meghan goes solo coz she's a feminist (and soft launching her divorced single mother, hollywood powerhouse woman era).

I’ll se if I’m around for that. I will die if she wears a white Dior gown, lol.

And she should go solo, frankly. This is about her brand.

[altbite]

MW2 and  Piercings

What kind of piercings mw2 characters would have. Do i think they are allowed piercings? Mmh probablys not but this is just a headcanon and i am dismissing that rule lol 

Characters Included: Price, Ghost, Soap, Graves, Alejandro, Valeria, Konig, Gaz

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Ghost: Lobes, Tragus and Tongue. Not a huge piercing guy but would be the type to wear a dangly cross or knife earring. Soap definitely convinced him to get the tongue piercing but Ghost already had it. They definitely did stuff right there and then, for research ofc. 

Soap: Lobes again. Dude definitely rocks an eyebrow piercing and a lip ring. I don’t make the rules. He would also be the type to get a dick piercing on the tip. 

Price: Has one lobe done. Not a piercing fan. Lost a bet against Kate and hence he has it. Hated it at first but it grew on him. 

Gaz: Is the most pierced out of the group. Has his nipples pierced for sure. Rocks a septum and vertical labret too. Has his lobes, industrial and conch done. Secretly has a bellybutton piercing. He also wears gold jewelry when not on the job, otherwise standard metal.

Graves: He doesn’t have any and if he sees someone with one, he will go “you know those will scar you(r face)?”. Karen Vibes.

Alejandro: Fruity man has a septum that he flips up on the job. Also nipple piercings. Likes to keep his piercings hidden at work for “professionalism” (everybody knows because he has forgotten to flip his septum more than once)

Valeria: Has multiple ear piercings. Fruity queen has a septum too. Her and Alejandro got them done together. Besties. Also a smiley or a tongue web if not both.

Konig: I think he would be afraid of needles to begin with so I can’t imagine him having many, if any at all. Lobes and MAYBE septum.

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Listen I am biased for piercings especially septums so leave me alone for the fact that if I could, all of them would have one.

#mw2 #cod mw2 #cod #call of duty modern warfare #call of duty #modern warfare #modern warfare 2 #mw2 soap #mw2 ghost #mw2 meme #mw2 alejandro #mw2 valeria #mw2 gaz #mw2 price #mw2 graves #mw2 konig #ghost mw2 #cod soap #soap mctavish #simon riley #simon 'ghost' riley #alejandro vargas #valeria garza #kyle 'gaz' garrick #john price #phillip graves #konig #konig mw2 #cod x reader #cod headcanons

[greyeyedmonster-18]

(a valentines day OOTD because love, love, love:

-black sweater with red heart that says LOVE (thank you kate spade)

-black high waist wide leg trousers (ive been a big fan of like…baggy on baggy fit lately? thanks genz or whoever)

-well we had to do the white high heel boots didnt we?? the icons

-silver AND gold jewelry including my pearl ring from hawaii and my pink diamond ring i bought myself and my emerald/coyote bone ring from my partner

-hair in messy bun; pink eyeshadow pink eyeliner pink lip

-black leather and sherpa jacket

-happy love day. blowing kisses to all of you)

#ootd #this is a fashion blog #it will always be a fashion blog

[rpking99]

Batman catches Selina robbing a jewelry store... Again. It's the fifth time this week! Each time it seems like she's looking for something. Something specific... When bats finally has her alone, he turns around to see her on one knee with a gold-inlaid titanium ring in her fingers, no doubt what she was searching for.

"So, what do you say, big boy? Want to tie down this cat?"

Selina smirked up at her lover as she gave her proposal, on her knees with a wide smile on her face. The ring glistening in the air

....

And it then became hilarious as his eyes widened and she realised what had happened.

He had left the coms on again....

"Why did she call him that?! Why?! Why?! I did bit want that image in my miiiiiiiiiiind!" Stephanie cried out in horror, her head burried in her hands "Make it stop! Make it stop!!!"

....

"Am I getting a new mother?" Cass asked, thinking aloud

....

"Will Black Canary try and fuck this one to?"

"GOD DAMN IT CASS!"

"Took them long enough." Barbara grumbled while crossing her arms

"Should we tell him he's already been beaten by his daughter and cousin in the getting married department?" Kate asked when a grin, remembering her wife at home

"Oh please. Bruce would have a heart attack if he found out about Cass and Steph being married. Steph having the legal last name Wayne will murder him." Barbara giggled

#proposal

[heir-less]

What do you think of the coronation being really scaled down? Invites have gone out and apparently it’s morning dress code so like.. what they would wear to an Easter service apparently.

I know they gotta read the room about cost of living and all that.. so we’re probably not going to see any tiaras or nice evening wear.

I think it just means that the palace doesn't know what they're doing. Since last year we have been getting conflicting reports on the coronation. First, we were told about how Charles is so aware of the cost of living crisis and wanted things to be scaled back. Later, when it was long enough for the public to forget about the scaled-back coronation narrative, it was reported that Charles was aware of the historical and cultural importance of his coronation and wanted "pomp and splendor" to reflect that. This contradicting narrative has been walked back and forth for months now.

A few days ago it was reported that Catherine (maybe) won't wear a tiara to the coronation. This was a story that I think is in response to several factors, one of them being Camilla's eye-catching tiara moment in Germany. Call me crazy, but I think it's incredibly suspect that Kate is suddenly too humble for a tiara the day after Camilla stole the show with her diamond-incrusted appearance at Bellevue Palace. I also, think singling out Kate was a great way to distract from Biden not attending the coronation, Kate's name gets clicks, and now when you search for news about the coronation you're getting stories about what Kate will be wearing instead of news about President of the United States skipping the big day.

It is from the story about Kate where the morning dress rumors come from, with PEOPLE stating:

Should Kate, along with other senior female members of the family forgo a tiara, then presumably long gowns are out of the question too, resulting in a radically different dress code to what might have been expected, with heirloom tiaras potentially replaced with hats or fascinators.

There has been no official word on the dress code for the coronation and, I'm going to be honest, swapping tiaras for hats or military uniforms for morning suits means next to nothing about the scale of the coronation. Obviously, there's a connection in our minds that tiaras and floor-length gowns are more formal and reserved for fancy events. While that's typically true, it doesn't mean that they're inexpensive. Kate's coatdresses can cost upwards of $5,000, plus the hat, and whatever jewelry she's wearing. Some of Kate's day ensembles are over 25,000 dollars. Queen Elizabeth II's 2022 Jubilee weekend cost the British public millions, and not a single tiara was worn. At any rate, if the royals don't go for tiaras the event would be less formal, but that doesn't mean that they're suddenly conscious of their spending and want the coronation to be inexpensive. As usual, it's all about what aesthetic is more PR friendly instead of making any meaningful changes.

However, I'm not sure what the dress code will look like and I am hoping for something more formal. I think it's interesting that they want to have an ongoing discussion about tiaras, but aren't having the same conversation about the Gold State Coach which, despite misleading headlines about its role being reduced, will be used to transport Charles and Camilla back to Buckingham Palace following the service at Westminister Abbey. Yes, they will be riding around in a four-ton golden carriage (which is infamously a pain to transport) covered in imagery that glorifies British imperialism while Camilla is set to wear pieces of the Cullinan Diamond, the largest diamond ever mined. But tiaras are the problem. Sure.

#answered #anonymous #charles coronation #charles #camilla #kate