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Exploring The Beauty Of Artificial Bangles

Have you ever considered wearing artificial bangles? You might be surprised to learn how beautiful and stylish they can be! With the right choices, you can have a fashionable look that is unique and eye-catching.

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Buying Guide and Maintenance Tip

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Conclusion

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Embracing Prosperity: Celebrating Akshaya Tritiya Traditions, Significance, and Rituals

Akshaya Tritiya, also known as Akha Teej, is an auspicious Hindu festival celebrated with great fervor and enthusiasm across India. Observed on the third day of the bright half of the lunar month of Vaishakha, Akshaya Tritiya holds significant spiritual and cultural importance. In this blog, we delve into the rich traditions, profound significance, and cherished rituals associated with this auspicious day, guiding you through the essence of celebrating Akshaya Tritiya.

Understanding the Significance of Akshaya Tritiya:

Akshaya Tritiya is believed to be a day of unending prosperity and good fortune. The word "Akshaya" means eternal or everlasting, while "Tritiya" refers to the third lunar day. According to Hindu mythology, it is on this day that Lord Vishnu incarnated as Parashurama, the sixth avatar of Vishnu, and the day also marks the beginning of the Treta Yuga. Additionally, it is considered an auspicious time to commence new ventures, invest in gold, and seek blessings for prosperity and success.

Rituals and Traditions Associated with Akshaya Tritiya:

 Charitable Acts: One of the most significant rituals of Akshaya Tritiya is engaging in acts of charity and philanthropy. Donating food, clothes, or money to the needy is believed to bring immense blessings and good karma.

Offerings and Puja: Devotees visit temples and offer prayers to Lord Vishnu and Goddess Lakshmi, seeking their divine blessings for wealth, happiness, and abundance. Special pujas and ceremonies are conducted in households and community centers to honor the deities.

Buying Gold: Akshaya Tritiya is considered an auspicious day to purchase gold, as it is believed to bring prosperity and wealth. People flock to jewelry stores to buy gold ornaments, coins, or bars as an investment and symbol of good fortune.

Planting Trees: Planting trees and saplings on Akshaya Tritiya is considered highly meritorious. It is believed that by nurturing and protecting trees, one can earn blessings for longevity and prosperity.

Feasting and Celebrations: Families come together to celebrate Akshaya Tritiya with sumptuous feasts and gatherings. Traditional delicacies and sweets are prepared to mark the joyous occasion, symbolizing abundance and prosperity.

Regional Variations in Akshaya Tritiya Celebrations:

 North India: In North India, devotees take holy baths in sacred rivers like the Ganges and Yamuna on Akshaya Tritiya. It is believed that taking a dip in these holy waters cleanses sins and bestows blessings for a prosperous life.

South India: In South India, Akshaya Tritiya is celebrated with the performance of religious rituals and ceremonies at temples. Special offerings are made to deities, and devotees visit shrines to seek blessings.

West India: In Maharashtra and Gujarat, Akshaya Tritiya is celebrated with great zeal and fervor. People worship Goddess Lakshmi and Lord Ganesha, perform aarti, and offer prayers for wealth and prosperity.

Symbolism and Spiritual Significance:

Akshaya Tritiya embodies the concept of abundance, prosperity, and eternal blessings. The festival teaches us the importance of charity, righteousness, and gratitude. It symbolizes the eternal cycle of life, where goodness and righteousness prevail over evil and darkness.

In essence, Akshaya Tritiya is not just a festival; it is a celebration of life, abundance, and eternal blessings. It reminds us to embrace charity, uphold righteousness, and seek the divine blessings of prosperity and success. As we immerse ourselves in the rituals and traditions of Akshaya Tritiya, let us remember the profound significance of this auspicious day and strive to embody its timeless teachings in our lives.

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High Stakes

Bounty Hunter Boba Fett x Female Reader

Content & Warnings: swearing, mando’a lanaguge, yearning, denial of feelings, placing bets, light dom/sub (with bratty behavior), possessive behavior, oral sex, vaginal fingering, unprotected piv, creampie

Word Count: 7k

When your employer loses a bet to Jabba the Hutt's favorite contract killer, Boba Fett, you are suddenly placed in his control. But you and Boba are not enemies. The two of you have known each other for a while now, and this only pushes the two of you closer together.

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Mando’a Translations: cyar’ika – darling / sweetheart mesh’ika – little beauty mesh’la – beautiful

The artificial air kicks in and its refreshing coldness brushes against your neck. You sigh heavily, appreciating the luxury that few establishments have in Mos Espa. Not even Jabba’s Palace can boast to having such a feature.

Glancing over your shoulder, the rest of the room begins to melt into smoky shadow. The large shutters over the windows start to shift downward to ward off the light and heat from Tatooine’s twin suns. They stop two-thirds of the way, allowing for natural light but shrouding Tranquil Sands in shadow. The small lamps at each of the tables turn on, giving the place an intimate glow. In the far corner, the band changes up their song, and spice smoke from hookah pipes fills the air.

It might be the middle of the day, but Tranquil Sands is full. It always is.

Need a drink? Tranquil Sands has a full-service bar.

Want to spend all your money gambling? Tranquil Sands has all the best tables.

Do you desire more carnal pleasures? Tranquil Sands can provide.

Or are you simply wanting a place to rest your head? At Tranquil Sands, there are plenty of beds.

Tranquil Sands has it all.

And you are its bookkeeper.

Lady Sheku, a beautiful Twi’lek female with peachy skin, is the owner of Tranquil Sands. You’ve been keeping her books for several years. The two of you have grown close over time, forming a subtle friendship built on mutual respect.

Trust is important for something like this. You work closely tracking every credit and form of currency that enters or exits this establishment. It’s not just to ensure that proper dues are paid out to Jabba, but to be as transparent as possible for when—not if—the Empire comes knocking.

“Is everything in order?” asks a sultry voice.

You spin around just as Lady Sheku approaches. The Twi’lek is gorgeous, and she doesn’t even try. Many with money on Tatooine show it off, but Lady Sheku is all gentle elegance.

“As it always is,” you reply, knowing exactly what she’s referring to.

Today is payment day. Today is the day that Jabba the Hutt receives the protection dues from Tranquil Sands. But it isn’t Jabba who fetches it, nor is it his loathsome second Bib Fortuna. It’s Jabba the Hutt’s favorite bounty hunter, Boba Fett, that comes calling.

He is always on time. Never misses a single payment.

“You look lovely today,” murmurs Lady Sheku, her brow rising slightly as she admires your outfit.

When out on the floor, you have to look like you belong, not like you sit in a backroom all day hunched over ledgers. Yet you also cannot look like any of the workers. That might give some guests the wrong impression, and the last thing you need is a misunderstanding out in the open. You’ve opted for black, a color none of the workers wear. They prefer brighter colors, and the ones for pleasure purchases are even brighter with golden bangles and necklaces. You’ve gone completely bare other than the thin black fabric that hangs on your body.

“Thank you,” you reply.

Lady Sheku leans in, her voice dropping even lower. “It can’t be because a certain bounty hunter is coming today?”

“No,” you answer automatically, but it’s not entirely a lie.

Boba Fett is sweet on you, and everyone knows it. You are the one who interacts with him, who hands over the credits, who makes sure Jabba is paid and satisfied. Boba Fett is the man between, and yet he is enticing. A flavor of spice you cannot seem to shake.

But no matter how much attention he gives you; it simply isn’t possible. The two of you cannot be together. Boba Fett is a bounty hunter. He wears Mandalorian armor. He works for Jabba the Hutt. Everyone knows how deadly Boba is, that he’d rather vaporize his bounties than bring them in alive. A man like that makes enemies, and you’d be first on the list if they plan on targeting him.

“Liar,” teases Lady Sheku, waving her hand dismissively.

As if speaking his name summons him, Boba Fett enters through the front doors. For a moment, all conversation ceases, even the music seems distant. His helmeted head swivels, scanning the room. When it lands on you, everything stutters before hurtling forward. He takes one step, then another, and then he’s moving toward you with purpose embedded into every slap of his boots against the marble.

“Boba Fett,” greets Lady Sheku, her head dipping slightly with acknowledgement. You do the same, knowing it’s better to show respect to one of Jabba’s favorite contract killers.

When your gaze returns to him, the T-shaped visor is aimed at you. Though you cannot see his eyes, you feel his stare. It brands your skin, peeling back the flesh to reveal your deepest secrets.

“Everything is in order,” you say, keeping your tone neutral. “The credits are in the back if you’ll follow me.” You shift and raise an arm, indicating the backroom you and Boba always meet in to make the exchange.

Boba shifts in your direction but Lady Sheku raises a hand. “A moment. Please.”

He pauses, and you drop your hand back to your side slowly, unsure of why Lady Sheku is delaying the proceedings.

“I have a proposal for you. An offer, if you will.” Lady Sheku’s shoulders shake a bit as she straightens her spine. Boba says nothing but inclines his head. “You never partake in anything we offer here at Tranquil Sands. As the proprietor of this fine establishment, I’d like to know what I can do to make you a loyal customer.”

You keep your face completely blank even as your mind races. Why is Lady Sheku asking this now? There isn’t any reason to delay. All the credits are there. In fact, there is plenty, so why make him wait? Why make you wait?

Boba Fett considers Lady Sheku’s question for a moment before he answers. “What I want isn’t on the menu.”

What I want isn’t on the menu.

When Boba says this, his helmet is turned in your direction, the T-shaped visor pinning you to the spot. Lady Sheku grins, her gaze subtly shifting between you and Boba.

“I’m sure that can be arranged,” shrugs Lady Sheku. “For a price.”

Is she really selling you to him? You’re not a slave. You’re an employee.

You’re about to protest, the words forming on the tip of your tongue, but Lady Sheku gives you a look that silences you completely.

Trust me, it says.

Boba inclines his head. “I’m listening.”

“Wonderful!” Lady Sheku claps her hands together. “Let’s make a game of it. Shall we?” Placing one hand on Boba Fett’s upper arm, she guides him over to the gambling corner. Boba allows himself to be led and you follow right behind him, tension tight in your stomach.

“A wager,” says Lady Sheku. “If I win, you pay a portion of the protection money. If you win, you can have the woman you want for the evening. She will be…yours. Completely.”

“Lady—” you begin but Boba cuts in.

“What game?” he asks.

“Cards.” Lady Sheku gestures toward one of the tables.

“Sabacc?”

“Afraid, Boba?” teases Lady Sheku.

“Hardly. Let’s play.”

The two of them sit down at the nearest table. You stand there in shock, your feet unable to move. A droid dealer approaches, shuffling the cards, and still, you do not move. Others begin to press in, watching on as cards are dealt.

You want to rage, to curse everyone and everything, and yet, at your core, you’re not entirely angry. Lady Sheku has stepped over the line, crossed into territory that is blurry and wrong, but she’s not doing it for her own gain.

Everyone knows how sweet Boba is on you, how he always stands close whenever he’s near you, or how he compliments you at every visit. Even when he goes to the backroom with you, Boba is a complete gentleman. He doesn’t push. He doesn’t disrespect your boundaries. None of that accounts for all the gifts that arrive at Tranquil Sands’ doors. The ones for you never have a name on them, but it’s easy to guess who they’re from.

Something solidifies in your soul, and you take a step forward. A crowd has gathered, eager eyes watching on as the owner of Tranquil Sands and Jabba’s favorite bounty hunter face off over a few rounds of Sabacc.

The air is stagnant, and your gaze is glued to the floor.

Should you look? Should you watch on? Or should you let it be?

Even if Boba wins, you know he’d never hurt you. He has it in him to be cruel and sadistic, but he’s never raised a hand to you. He’s never taken what you haven’t freely offered. In this, if he wins, will Boba remain the same? Do you even want to know?

Kriff it, you think, shoving through the crowd, coming up behind Boba. Just as you squeeze between a Zabrak and Weequay, the crowd gasps. Boba leans back in his seat, arms crossed over his chest, legs spread wide. Lady Sheku appears disappointed but you know her tells.

She glances up, winks, and then stands, sighing loudly. Your gaze falls to the table. Boba’s winning hand stares back at you tauntingly.

“You’ve won, Boba.” Lady Sheku inclines her head, hands spreading wide before her. The crowd around the table begins to disperse, their interest disappearing quickly. “My assistant will make sure you receive Jabba’s payment and then she’s all yours.”

Boba starts to stand and you shoot Lady Sheku a look. The Twi’lek shrugs casually. You’re welcome, she silently mouths before greeting a new wave of customers.

With Boba Fett looming over you, it’s hard not to notice his height and broad shoulders. The Mandalorian armor he wears is worn and dented, the paint chipped and peeling in some places. Yet it only adds to his aura, his sense of strength and power. His helmeted head dips as if he can kiss you through it. For a moment, your face rises as if to meet him, but you back out at the last second.

“This way,” you choke out, taking a step back, gesturing toward the other end of the room.

Boba leans away but he doesn’t create any distance other than that. It isn’t until you start walking that Boba moves, keeping pace with you. At the doors to Lady Sheku’s office, you scan your card and enter with Boba following behind.

“I’d offer you something to drink but this will only take a minute,” you say over your shoulder.

At the massive safe, you enter the code, retrieving the credits in their locked box. Turning around, you set the box down on the table, opening the lid to reveal the credits inside.

“Everything appear satisfactory?” you ask.

Boba doesn’t say anything. It’s infuriating because you don’t know if he’s looking at you or the credits behind that bucket.

“It’s all there. You can count if you—”

“You’re mine,” says Boba, like it’s an indisputable fact.

You take a deep breath, hands balling into fists at your sides. “For the evening,” you amend.

Boba glances down at the credits. He shuts the lid, reengaging the lock. His head tilts and his hand ascends, one finger pressing to the side of his helmet.

“I’ll need a pick up,” he says to someone that clearly isn’t you.

Boba does not pick up the credit case. Instead, he steps around the desk until he’s standing next to you. Reaching out, the back of his gloved hand brushes over bare skin. You feel the ridge of knuckles through the leather.

“Is this okay?” he asks softly.

You nod because you don’t trust yourself to form proper words. Boba’s touch is like a stun wand. Electric but lethal. You are struck, ripped apart, and pieced together. It hurts, not because he’s touching you but because this will end, and the two of you will return to your lives. He is not meant for you. This cannot be more than just the evening.

Lady Sheku meant well by losing, but this might be too much.

Boba drops his hand and plucks the credit case from the desk. “When we return, you’ll sit with me. In my lap.”

His tone is assertive. Boba isn’t asking, and that stirs something inside you. While you like this, you also want to push back. But you’re not quick enough in your response. Boba points in your direction, chastising before you even get a word out.

The two of you stare each other down before Boba curls his finger in and presents his open palm. It’s an invitation instead of an order. While Lady Sheku needs to mind her business, Boba is the man that haunts your dreams. Every interaction with him is a memory that sticks to you like syrup.

Slowly, you extend your own hand, slipping it into his offered palm.

Boba’s hold is gentle as his fingers encase your hand. You allow yourself to be led from the room, to be escorted to a large booth tucked into a private corner. From here, Boba can see the rest of Tranquil Sands. It’s private yet strategic, a habit of any good bounty hunter.

Placing the container of credits on the table, Boba takes a seat in the booth. The cushions are soft and wide. The table in front of it is low to the ground. Boba never let’s go of your hand. He keeps you close, drawing you into his lap.

You fit perfectly there, and the naturalness is startling.

Boba keeps one arm around your lower back for support, his broad hand planted firmly on the curve where your hip and upper thigh meet. You’re tucked against him, leaning into the crook of his arm, one hand resting on his armored chest. With his other hand, Boba guides your legs over his thighs.

“Are you comfortable?” he asks, that same hand running up your thigh, parting fabric until he’s touching bare skin.

“Yes,” you reply softly, a shiver running through you from the contact.

Boba’s answer is a gentle grunt as his hand on your thigh tightens. It’s a possessive hold, and you don’t entirely mind. Around you, patrons move about. Many don’t even glance your way, entirely preoccupied with their own endeavors.

It isn’t long before two Gamorreans enter Tranquil Sands. Between them is a woman in an all-black body suit with cape and cowl. The only visible part of her are her eyes which glow a subtle shade of purple.

“Boba,” she says on her approach.

Boba Fett only nods toward the container of credits. She is swift, fetching the credits and leaving without another glance at you or Boba.

After a few moments of silence, Boba adjusts, and it only draws you closer to him. “Are you upset with me, cyar’ika?”

The question surprises you. “Why would I be upset?”

“Why would you not be? Didn’t ask what you wanted.”

You snort. “Did you even consider what I wanted?”

The answer comes automatically. “No. I want you. And I saw an opportunity,” he says. “But you know that.”

You do know. You’ve known for over a year now and so does everyone else. Whenever Boba walks in, Lady Sheku and all the workers immediately look at you with amusement on their faces. Boba might not be overt in his attentions, but that doesn’t mean they haven’t gone unnoticed.

“What’s your plan, Boba? To lure me in? To convince me I should be yours?” You’re pushing him, feeling bold, but how could you not be? You’re in his lap, almost straddling him, and Boba’s hands are everywhere even though they’ve hardly moved at all.

Boba inclines his head. “You’re already mine. Always have been.”

“You don’t own me,” you murmur.

Boba’s silence is deafening, and you have no idea what it means. You desperately wish you could see his face, to look into his eyes and glimpse even a semblance of understanding. That silence is all there is because the matter is done the moment the doors of Tranquil Sands open.

Boba is all business after. He shifts you out of his lap, having you sit beside him instead like a pretty thing on display. But Boba keeps one hand on your inner thigh as he conversers, never removing it even when you adjust against the cushions.

Strangely, Boba never removes his helmet. Whenever he comes to retrieve Jabba’s payment, Boba almost always removes his helmet in front of you. But that has always been in a private setting behind closed doors. This is out in the open.

He orders food and drink, offering it to his guests as much as he offers it to you, and yet taking none for himself. You remain quiet, listening attentively but mostly staying out of it. Boba doesn’t ask for your input, and the various individuals seem to understand that you are off limits.

It isn’t until Tatooine’s suns begin to descend that Boba shifts gears.

“We’re going upstairs.”

Upstairs. The only thing upstairs are rooms. Rooms to sleep. To rest. To—

Your heart thunders in your chest. Excitement rushes in along with an underlying nervousness you can’t entirely place. It’s not geared toward Boba. He’d never hurt you, never push himself on you. No. This nervousness is a questioning of whether or not he’ll accept your advances if you give them.

It's a silly thing to question. Boba likes you. He’s smitten, willing to pay an entire month’s worth of protection money just to have the chance to be with you.

Boba stands and presents his hand. You take it, and he helps you to your feet, but he doesn’t drag you to the lift. He stays right there, towering over you, his free hand grasping your waist.

“What is it?” you ask, gaze roaming over the room in one quick sweep before returning to Boba.

“Do you want this?”

You blink, unsure if you heard him correctly. “Boba?”

“Do you want this?” he repeats. “With me?”

When you don’t answer right away, Boba gently squeezes your waist. “Give the word and we’ll go our separate ways.”

“Boba—”

“If you wish to leave, tell me now.”

You swallow. “Does this mean I can’t go if I change my mind?”

Boba’s chest heaves. “No. You can always go. You can always walk away. I won’t stop you.”

Even though Boba played Sabacc with Lady Sheku in order to possess you, he is still giving you a choice. This is up to you. Boba has already made it clear what he wants. All you need to do is accept him, or walk away.

“I don’t want to go,” you breathe, knowing with these words you’ve changed your future forever.

There is no going back. No reversal. You are confirming what you already know and what he’s suspected. You want him.

Boba’s hand slips away from your waist only to travel downward to grasp the back of your thigh. This one touch makes you inhale sharply, and the soft chuckle Boba makes sends heat straight to your core.

“My mesh’ika,” he croons.

Boba keeps using these words you don’t know. You can take a guess as to their meaning. He’s used them before but only in private. Only when you’ve allowed him a passing touch before you depart.

Now, with his hand massaging the back of your thigh, the meaning is clear to you. And this place is far too public for such affection.

“Upstairs,” he murmurs, his voice so soft you’re surprised the voice receiver in the helmet even picks it up.

Boba’s hand disappears from your thigh, leaving an emptiness behind. You long to draw him back to you and indulge in his touch.

The ascent to the room is sluggish, and yet with a blink, you’re at the door. You cling to Boba’s armor-clad arm as the door slides open, and Boba guides you into the dark. The moment the two of you cross the threshold, a lamp near the window clicks on.

This is one of Tranquil Sands’ suites.

You enter into a small sitting area with a lounge sofa and low table. The curtains are closed, keeping out the light of Tatooine’s suns. To the right are sliding double doors. They stand open, revealing a large bed. The door to the bathroom is through there but you cannot see it from where you’re standing.

Boba releases your hand, and you are reluctant to let him go. He presses a few buttons on the control panel near the door. More lights turn on. It is dim—almost intimate—and all you want to do is reach out to him.

This is just for the evening. Only for the night. Then it’ll be over. You will return to your books, and Boba will be the vicious bounty hunter he has always been. He will come for Jabba’s payment, and you will hand it over, never meeting until the time to return rolls around again.

Hesitantly, you stride forward into the middle of the room. With hands clasped in front of you, you turn in Boba’s direction, only to find him within arm’s reach.

The two of you stare at each other, not speaking, hardly breathing.

With an aching slowness, Boba reaches up with both hands, clasping the sides of his helmet. You hear the hiss of the seal releasing, and then it’s gone, revealing his face. This is not a surprise. It’s no gut-punch. Boba’s face is one you’ve seen before, but this is not a business exchange. This is personal.

Boba moves past you and gently sets his helmet down on the table. He is right there, and when he straightens to undo his leather gloves, your hand finds his bicep, resting where there is no armor. His dark eyes swivel towards you, and you have the urge to run your fingers through his hair. It looks so soft and inviting—just long enough to give it a little tug.

He removes one glove and then the other, tossing them onto the table next to his helmet. Your eyes track every movement, the casualness of Boba’s undressing a mesmerizing dance. You cannot look away.

“You’re staring, cyar’ika,” muses Boba, a little smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth.

You cough, and discreetly check for drool. “Want me to stop?” you shrug. “I can do that?”

“No.” Boba’s tone startles you, but it is his hand on the back of your neck that truly makes your stomach flip. He drags you against him, and your hands instinctually rise, pressing against his chestplate.

His dark gaze is sharp. Piercing. “Draw me a bath, cyar’ika.” Your lips part and Boba’s gaze drops momentarily before returning to your eyes. His grip on the back of your neck tightens a bit before releasing.

“Go,” he says, voice husky and rough. “Before I get dirt on that pretty dress.”

Heat rushes up your spine and flares hot in your cheeks. Pressing a hand to your burning face, you quickly enter the bathroom. Built into the wall is a massive tub. It’s all smooth, clean lines and easily fits two.

“Kriffing hell,” you murmur at the ceiling. You take a deep breath to calm your racing heart.

Shaking your hands out at your sides to release some of the giddy nervousness, you reach for the small panel in the wall. Hot water begins to emerge from the faucet. Pressing a few more buttons bring forth an aromatic aroma, and the water starts to turn sudsy.

It looks inviting. Entirely heavenly.

Water is a heavily sought-after resource on Tatooine, but Lady Sheku has connections, often transporting water in from off world. It’s expensive but it supplements what can be purchased on Tatooine.

You pause, hearing soft footsteps. Turning, your eyes widen, and the heat that you banished from your cheeks returns. You quickly look away as Boba’s nude body brushes past you and steps over the edge of the tub to slide into the water.

Boba sighs heavily, and the sound goes straight to your sex. It’s contentment and satisfaction, and you want to know if that’s what he sounds like when he’s buried deep.

“I’ll give you some privacy,” you say, keeping your gaze averted. But as you turn to leave, Boba reaches out, his wet hand grasping your wrist.

“You’ll stay,” he commands, releasing your wrist to tap the side of the tub. “Right here. Where I can look at you.”

Slowly, you ease down on the edge of the tub. It’s not entirely uncomfortable. It is wide and flat, large enough for you to sit without sliding onto the floor and into Boba’s lap. You place one hand behind you, and one on your knee to keep balance. Boba submerges himself a bit more, the water coming up to the middle of his chest.

“You look lovely today,” he murmurs, gaze roaming up and down your body in appreciation.

“Thank you,” you reply. “Am I not lovely to you every time you see me?”

Boba smirks. “You are. And even when I don’t see you.”

“Oh,” you whisper, fingers playing with one of the gauzy, black strands of fabric.

It’s loose enough that the material spreads out and hangs toward the floor, revealing plenty of bare leg. Boba’s hand is nearby but not touching. Yet his fingers flex like he wants to touch you but is resisting the urge to do so.

“Join me,” he rasps, those fidgeting fingers forming a fist.

“Is it a command or an ask?” It doesn’t really matter if he’s asking or demanding. Sliding into that warm water with him is a desire you don’t want to resist. Will you straddle his lap, sitting face to face? Or will Boba want you to recline against him, back pressed against his chest?

Boba’s dark gaze is unmoving when he speaks. “It’s what you wish it to be.”

You swallow and sit up straighter. “Look away.”

Boba laughs, and runs his hands through his hair. It sticks up at an odd angle and you giggle.

“Fine,” he agrees, glancing at the wall, whistling to himself.

Slowly, you stand. You partially give Boba your back as you slip one strap over your shoulder and then the other. You loosen the band at your waist, and then the dress is on the ground, a dark pool of fabric at your feet.

Glancing over your shoulder, you find Boba still turned away, but he’s stiff, almost rigid. That is when you notice your reflection. It is blurry, mostly an outline, but it’s clear that you’re nude.

Turning quickly, you cover your breasts and step into the tub at an odd angle to hide yourself. It’s silly, since you’re already taking this leap, but it’s natural to want to hide yourself. This is new. Different. While you’ve always liked him, this is beyond anything the two of you have engaged in.

A few stolen kisses in a backroom means nothing compared to this.

As you start to sink down, Boba’s head turns. Your gazes lock, and then he’s reaching for you, bringing you against him. He does bring you to a straddling position. Boba guides you around until you’re sitting in his lap, back pressed against his chest and head resting on his shoulder.

The water hardly covers your breasts.

“I want to see all of you,” he murmurs in your ear even as his hands run up and down your thighs, waist, and hips under the water.

The motion stirs the water, revealing your breasts to him. Boba groans against your throat as one of your hands reaches back to rub the back of his neck. While keeping one hand on your thigh, Boba gently cups one breast, lightly pinching the nipple between thumb and forefinger.

Your breasts have never been overly sensitive, but Boba’s touch is immense. All-consuming. You’ve never reacted to anyone’s touch like this.

“Gorgeous,” he murmurs. Boba’s hand beneath the water grasps the inside of your thigh and squeezes. “All mine.”

Boba’s lips trail over your neck and then the curve of your jaw near your ear. You turn your head just enough to look at him, and all trepidation you might have held vanishes. This man is enamored. In rapture.

“Let me kiss you, cyar’ika.”

But you do not let him. Instead of saying yes, instead of agreeing, you’re the one who responds with action. Your lips connect with Boba’s, and it seems to surprise him. At first his lips do not react, but then he’s answering back, kissing deeper. Seeking. Wanting to taste.

You open for him, and Boba moans, his hand upon your breast sliding upward to grasp the front of your throat in a possessive hold.

“Do you know how long I’ve wanted this, cyar’ika?” murmurs Boba against your lips. “Do you know how much I’ve craved you?”

“I thought we were bathing,” you reply, and he smiles. It’s so sweet. Soft. Something you’ve never seen on his face.

“You’re right,” he croons. “We are.”

You’ve never been cleaner. Boba keeps you reclined against him as he scrubs and strokes every inch of your body. He is gentle the entire time, pebbling your throat and lips with soft kisses that has your pussy clenching around nothing.

When you’re refreshed, Boba hands over control, and you are just as thorough. You adjust positions, straddling him. Boba wiggles further into the water, leaning back entirely, one arm splayed across the back of the tub while the other rests under the water where it rests on your thigh.

Boba never looks away. His gaze is always on you. There is a dreamy, happy quality to it, like he can’t believe you are truly here with him.

“You’re clean,” you say, twisting out the excess water from the handcloth. You set it aside just as Boba releases the valve for the water to drain.

You start to stand but Boba grabs your waist, drawing you back into his lap. Words begin to form on your lips, but Boba is quick, silencing whatever you wanted to say with a kiss.

“Can I take you to bed?” he asks, drawing back enough to stare into your face.

The water is quickly disappearing, and the sudden rush of air prickles your skin.

“You can have whatever you want,” you answer, and Boba’s grip on your waist tightens.

“And what if I want you on your back, hm?” he prompts. “Would you spread you legs for me?” He leans in for another kiss. This one is chaste. Quick. “Would you let me in, cyar’ika?”

Would you let me in, cyar’ika?

You have to bite back a moan. You’ll give this man anything.

“Dry me off and find out.”

With a swiftness that has you grabbing on to the back of Boba’s neck, he manages to lift you and step onto the bathroom floor in open fluid movement. He holds you in the air like that, and you pretend not to notice his hard as it presses against your inner thigh.

Slowly, Boba eases you to the ground, but he doesn’t let go. Keeping one arm around your waist, Boba snags a towel from the shelf. It is clean and white. Freshly laundered. He drapes it over your shoulders and you find the edges, bringing it in. Boba grabs another for himself.

You start with your ears and throat, then the rest of your body before drying your hair enough that it’s slightly damp. Boba is much faster than you, and he does nothing to help, only watches. Admires. It’s far too intimate, and you keep glancing away, smiling like a kriffing idiot.

“What?” you laugh, and Boba returns the smile.

He gently grabs hold of the towel and you release it to him, leaving you completely bare. The towel falls from his hands, and then Boba is grasping your hips, walking you backward into the dimly lit bedroom.

Boba comes to a halt when the backs of your legs hit the edge of the bed. Keeping one hand on your hip, his other hand grasps the side of your throat, titling your head back a bit as his mouth meets yours in a searing kiss.

Heat is everywhere. It burns beneath your skin, soaring outward until you’re pushing up onto your toes in an attempt to draw closer. Boba is all eagerness. All hunger. He doesn’t stop. Doesn’t pause for air. He is devouring and you want to be consumed by him.

“I want to taste you,” he says between kisses.

When he leans in for more, you pull back, giggling. “You are.”

“No,” he replies, voice growing husky. “I want to taste you here.”

On here, Boba slips his hand between your legs, fingers gently parting your sex to revealing your slickness. The moment his fingers make contact, Boba growls, and it is a needy sound.

“That is what I want,” he reiterates, and you will not tell him no.

“I told you, Boba. You can have whatever you want.”

Boba withdraws his hand from between your legs. “On your back, love.”

You ease down onto the bed and then lean back on your elbows as you scoot away from the edge. Boba’s fingers brush against the tops of your knees before sliding between, easing your legs apart, guiding them wide so that he can move between them.

His rough, calloused hands are soft brands against your inner thighs. They slide upward toward your sex, only to purposefully pass over it instead to grasp waist and stomach.

Boba adjusts, leaning onto one elbow, his other hand roaming across your skin.

He studies the curve of your hip, the softness of your belly, the places where you think there is too much and not enough. Boba worships it all, leaving nothing untouched.

“Ready?” he asks, and you nod.

Boba’s thumb hovers at your entrance where your slickness pools. He draws some up to your clit. Presses. Swirls. It’s a sharp tug. A sudden burst.

You gasp, back arching slightly as Boba continues to play with that sensitive bump. His fingers aren’t even inside you. And you are falling apart, fingers clawing at his shoulders, hips flexing into his touch as your body clenches. The moan is choked, suppressed. Boba grins against your thigh.

“Good. That’s it, cyar’ika,” he purrs, wrist rotating, his middle finger sliding through your wetness.

He finally adds a finger, begins pumping. Your hips buck, and Boba meets with a thrust of his hand. His thumb on your clit is relentless and it isn’t long before you’re clenching again, this time mewling softly, trying hard to relax but failing completely.

That is when Boba descends. That is when he finally takes his taste.

Boba parts your pussy with a slow swipe of his tongue. He swirls up, teasing your clit with just the tip, and that is enough to make your shake, for your back to come off the bed. Without thought, your hands seek him. One slides through his hair, tangling, twisting, anchoring yourself as your hips roll against his mouth, riding his face.

Boba sucks your clit into his mouth and it’s over. You hear yourself but it seems so distant, like you’re falling into a deep hole. Your thighs clench like you’re trying to trap his head between them, but Boba is strong. Insistent. He keeps spread, forcing you wide again to take his tongue without resistance.

You say his name until your voice grows hoarse and you skin is tingling in the afterglow of pleasure.

Around you, the bed sinks as Boba shifts forward, pushing off his knees, crawling over you until the two of you are face to face. Your chest heaves as you gaze up at the man you’ve always held at a distance. Boba’s lips are slightly parted. In the small slashes of light, you glimpse the glossy shine on his lips.

You reach up and run your thumb across that mess only for Boba to suck that digit into his mouth, wiping you clean of yourself.

Boba is so close, and you arch your neck, seeking his mouth. He gives you what you’re seeking, and everything in you melts, becoming one with his warmth. Your hands slide up his chest and then back down, nails grazing over his skin.

He breaks the kiss, panting. “I need you.”

“You can have me.” It’s a wonder that you’re even able to speak.

Pushing up onto one elbow, Boba grasps your wrists, and then you’re rolling on to your stomach, Boba’s weight heavy at your back. Your arms are above your head, pinned there. With a quick adjustment, Boba shifts your wrists to one hand while the other runs up and down your back in a gentle caress.

“Mesh’la,” he murmurs, and you shiver.

Slowly, Boba releases your wrists, but you do not move them. You hold them above your head, awaiting Boba’s next move. Both hands join, moving lower and lower until his hands are full of you. He squeezes your ass and mutters something under his breath that you’re unable to hear.

Boba’s hands fall to your hips. They adjust, bringing them up off the bed a bit. But Boba does not part your legs. Instead, he tests your entrance with a single finger.

Grunting, he withdraws, and then reaches up, snagging one of the pillows.

“Lift your hips,” he commands. You comply, and Boba slips the pillow beneath your lower abdomen. “Better,” he growls, hands returning to your ass.

The bed sinks as he shifts, and again, Boba does not part your legs. He adjusts the pillow some more, arching your hips a bit higher. His hands slide down to the backs of your thighs, pausing near your pussy. With a little pressure, Boba spreads you a bit, but it’s not nearly as much as you expected.

You push up onto your forearm, twisting a bit to look over your shoulder.

Boba’s gaze meets yours just as the head of his cock finds your entrance. He holds himself there, and then thrusts forward.

You cry out, not from pain but from pure pleasure. The stretch is intolerable but so kriffing good you nearly come undone right then.

Boba retreats, and then returns, each roll of his hips giving you more and more of his cock.

“You’re so kriffing tight, cyar’ika,” he groans, feeding you more until your toes curl from the intrusion.

Boba pauses when he bottoms out, holding himself there as his hands slide up and down your back in a soothing caress.

“How do you feel?” The question is one of genuine concern.

You’re no longer leaning on your forearm. You’ve collapsed, cheek pressed against the bed. “Good, Boba. I’m good.”

Boba rolls his hips again, and the slow drag has you clenching. The whimper that accompanies it arrives unbidden, but it is only one of many.

His thrusts begin slow before becoming steady, each one a claiming. Boba drapes himself over you, his forehead resting against the back of your head, and his hands planted on either side of you. Boba uses that as leverage to drive into you over and over.

You are pinned beneath him, taking everything, and it is delicious. You don’t want him to stop. You want to be claimed. To be possessed. To be known by him.

Boba’s breath is hot against your neck, and the words he mutters are of a language you don’t know. He might be cursing you, praising you, or praying to gods you know nothing about.

It isn’t until Boba’s thrusts become quick and erratic that his mind seems to return to you. Keeping one hand anchored to the bed, Boba uses his other hand to tangle his fingers in your hair. Without hurting you, he turns your head just enough to look into your eyes.

“Let me come inside you, cyar’ika.”

“Boba,” you groan as he grinds his hips against you.

“Please,” he begs.

Boba slows his thrusts, awaiting your answer.

You start nodding, but Boba shakes his head like it isn’t enough. “I need words. I need to hear you say it.”

He lightly tugs on your hair and you moan your answer loudly. “Yes.”

Boba’s grip on your hair releases, and your head drops back to the bed. In his end, Boba is relentless, a pounding pace that drives you into the bed. Your fingers claw at the bedding, everything in your clenching and unclenching, your clip rubbing against the pillow until your own release bursts like stardust.

Boba groans against your throat, and then he stills, pressing down with all his weight, burying himself to the hilt. You don’t even care how messy this will be. You only care about how his arms start to go around you. How he completely drapes himself across you like a blanket. How he whispers your name between kisses to the space between your shoulder blades.

Adjusting some of his weight off of you, Boba grasps the front of your throat, and then you’re looking at each other.

“How many more times can I have you tonight?” he muses, lips curling into a smile.

“We should take what we can. Before we depart. Return to our lives,” you answer.

“You think I’m letting you go, cyar’ika?” counters Boba.

You shift to see him better. “Isn’t that what has to happen?”

 Boba’s mouth forms in a wide grin. “No. You might return to your books, but when I come calling, I expect to be treated like this.” He lightly thrusts, and you whimper. He’s growing hard again. Needy.

“Boba,” you groan, arching into him.

He kisses your shoulder. Kisses the dip and then your throat. “I’m never letting you go, cyar’ika.”

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Unwanted: Chapter 27, Unhinged - Pt. 6

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Avenger!Fem!Reader

Summary: When your FWB relationship with your best friend Bucky Barnes turns into something more, you couldn’t be happier. That is, however, until a new Avenger sets her sights on your super soldier and he inadvertently breaks your heart. You take on a mission you might not be prepared for to put some distance between the two of you and open yourself up to past traumas. Too bad the only one who can help you heal is the one person you can no longer trust.

Warnings: (For this part only; see Story Masterlist for general Warnings) Language, snark, violence,

Word Count: 1.9k

Previously On...: Guess who was waiting for you at the Wiggle Room, Besties! D:

A/N: THE POCKET v CUNTHRAGE SHOWDOWN BEGINS

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You came to slowly, taking in one thing at a time in order to make sense of your current predicament. First, your head was pounding. You were going to need to get that under control if you had any hope of keeping your wits about you. 

Second, you were sitting upright, but you couldn’t move. A gentle pull of your wrists and ankles met with resistance, and you knew from the cold metal beneath and behind you that you were mostly likely tied to a metal chair. 

Third, you were so cold, your teeth were practically chattering. Carthage hadn’t taken the time to change you out of your dancer’s outfit, and you weren’t wearing shoes, making escape a bit more of a challenge. 

Fourth, the room you were in was artificially bright, with no windows, white walls, and no distinguishing features. It looked so much like the rooms you had seen in the Hydra security footage that you would have bet all the money in your swear jar that you were underground. 

Fifth, you still wore your bangle. While you didn’t have the range of motion to press the beacon with your other hand, you could still maneuver to press it into the arm of the chair. You were going to have to be very subtle about it. You just needed to keep whoever was guarding you distracted long enough to engage it.

“Ah, you’re finally awake.” Jade’s voice drew your attention to where she sat on a chaise lounge in the corner of the room. It was so out of place in the otherwise bland space, you had no doubt she’d brought it in specifically to wait for you to wake up. 

“It’s very rude to keep your hostess waiting, you know,” she simpered. “And here I was being so nice by not killing you outright.”

“It’s even more rude to kidnap people,” you murmured to yourself. You shook your head groggily, putting a bit more disorientation into it than you actually felt. Let her underestimate the current state of your mind. “I don’t understand, Jade,” you moaned, as though you were significantly uncomfortable. “What am I doing here?”

Jade laughed and leaned forward, propping her elbows onto her knees. “Come on, (Y/L/N). You and I both know you’re not stupid, so don’t insult my intelligence by pretending you have no idea.”

You raised an eyebrow, calculating the risk of your next words. “There’s plenty of ways I could insult your intelligence, Carthage,” you said. “You make it exceptionally easy.” 

Her eyes narrowed as she stood up and stalked toward you. Bending down, she gripped your cheeks in her hand, squeezing your face uncomfortably. “There’s that mouth,” she murmured. “Can’t understand why Jamie likes it so much.” She violently jerked your head to the side. “Not that it matters. He’ll forget all about it once he hasn’t heard from it in a while.”

“So, your plan is to, what? Annoy me to death?” you asked, with far more confidence than you felt. 

Jade laughed. “Oh, no, no, no, sweetie. I’m not going to kill you. That’d be too… easy.” She began walking around you in slow, deliberate circles. “No,” she said eventually, as she paused in front of you. “I’m going to sell you. As much as I hate to admit it, you are pretty, and you’ve managed to keep yourself tight in your old age.” Old age?! Pfft! You were just over a month into thirty-five. Fuck this girl! 

“Granted, though,” she bent down and leaned in to whisper to you, conspiratorially, “you are very, very used goods. But I don’t see any need to let your future owner know you spent a chunk of your childhood as a disgusting whore, do you? Honestly, I’m amazed Jamie didn’t go sliding right out of you, with how loose your cunt must be by now.”

You felt yourself tug at your restraints, your anger raising. “You don’t know what you’re fucking talking about,” you seethed, knowing that losing your cool wasn’t going to do you any favors, but not really caring in the moment. “I know Bucky didn’t tell you that,” you spat. “He wouldn’t.”

Jade caressed the side of your face, the gesture almost loving in its gentleness. “Oh, no,” she purred. “Jamie didn’t have to tell me anything. I learned everything I needed to know by listening to you tell FRIDAY all about your sad little past. An AI for a therapist?” she scoffed. “That’s a bit pathetic, even for you, don’t you think? What’s the matter? Couldn’t get a real doctor interested enough in giving a shit about you?”

You felt your blood begin to boil at the sheer violation of your privacy. “How the fuck did you even get access to those records?” you spat. “I checked your logs; the only thing you ever accessed from the Tower’s system were Bucky’s open files.”

Jade gave you a look that was almost pitying. “Oh, Pocket,” she mocked. “I thought you were supposed to be smart. I knew you’d be checking my logs. But I’d bet you’d never thought to check your beloved boyfriend’s.”

“No,” you protested, shaking your head. “Bucky would never go into my personnel files and he certainly wouldn’t share any of it with you. He wouldn’t.”

“Well, no,” Jade admitted. “He wouldn’t. I mean, I love him more than anything, but that beautiful fool is so technologically illiterate. I mean, really. Did you know he just leaves his system password written on a fucking Post-It note on his desk? Just sitting there, where anyone who happens to venture into his room can see it. Why, if he’s not in there, anyone could just walk in and get access to his credentials. And if they were, I dunno, a trained Hydra operative, they could access all kinds of goodies with them!”

“You don’t love him,” you spat as you tried to subtly trigger your bangle. “They programmed you to be obsessed with him. A person doesn’t do the things you’ve done to someone they love.”

Jade reached forward and brushed a strand of hair behind your ear, causing you to flinch at her touch. “And I suppose a person who really loves you would think it was totally fine to call you a slut, a whore, and… what was the other one? A fucktoy!” She laughed and the sound turned your stomach. “I gotta tell you, Pocket, it was almost too easy to feed him the right words to trigger you. I just pulled them straight out of your sessions. The poor boy was so afraid of losing you, he was willing to eat up every single thing I spoon fed him.” She pulled back and sighed. “Almost a little too easy, actually,” she lamented. “He was so desperate, so unsure of himself already, he’d believe anything I’d say. I gotta tell you, though, you obviously weren’t loving him enough if he was always questioning whether or not he was good enough for you.”

You swallowed at that, wondering if there was any truth to it. Had you not loved him enough if he had been doubting himself so much, even after all that time? No. You shook your head. She found cracks in him and she filled them with air, expanding them wherever she could, weakening his foundation to her advantage.

“So, what?” you asked derisively, “you think the two of you are just going to ride off into the sunset together? Please. He’ll never pick you, Jade. Never.”

“It’s not even going to be a decision for him, honey,” she said, voice sickeningly sweet. “I’m going to take away the option. If you’re gone, he’ll have no choice but to get over you, to forget you. To finally stop being SO. FUCKING. OBSESSED. WITH. YOU.” She shouted the end of her sentence to drive home her point. “If you’re gone, and I’m the only one left to comfort him, to pick up the pieces, he’ll have no choice but to realize he loves me.”

You barked out a laugh. “You can’t be fucking serious,” you wheezed. “Honestly, you’re not that fucking delusional, right? He doesn’t want you. He never will.”

Jade was before you in two steps, slapping you hard across the face. “You don’t know that!” she shrieked. “You can’t know that! I am going to be the best thing that ever happened to him!”

You spat out a mouthful of blood from where your teeth had cut into your cheek when she hit you. “Sure thing, Don Quixote. You keep poking those windmills.”

“YOU DON’T KNOW!” She shouted.

“I know you’re a Hydra murderer,” you countered. “Bucky knows it, too. We’ve seen the footage of you, you know, in your little base, with all your little Bucky cutouts. How you drew hearts in lipstick around them before you went off to touch yourself. We fucking laughed at you. How absolutely fucking pathetic you are. We saw what you did to the other operatives. Do you honestly think Bucky’s going to want to be with someone who has so much blood on her hands? Please.”

Jade reached over and grabbed your wrist, squeezing, and though it hurt as if she were trying her damnedest to crush your bones, you nearly wept with joy when she accidentally pressed the button on your bangle that activated the distress signal. The relief that washed through you at the familiar warm vibration as the signal began to transmit was palpable. 

“We’re the same,” Jade seethed. “Him and I, we were made for each other. He’s going to see that. I just need to get him to come home, back where he belongs, and he’ll remember.” She let go of you and began pacing the room. “He’ll remember how much he loved having blood on his hands, too.”

“The Winter Soldier’s gone, Carthage,” you called after her. “He’s gone, and he’s not coming back. And Bucky is never going to want you. He’s not a killer, and he sure as shit doesn’t want to be with one. The sooner you come to realize that, the better off you’re going to be.”

In a flash, Jade was snapping her forehead into your face, sending your head spinning with pain. You felt blood begin trickling down your nose, and wondered briefly if she’d broken it. “He wanted me enough to fuck me, Pocket,” she murmured maddeningly, reaching to grab her phone. “Or have you forgotten?”

She flipped through the screens before opening up a video, and you realized with a sickening sensation that it was a video of her and Bucky in the safehouse in Russia. “Does Bucky know you recorded him?” you asked, disgusted. “Or are you that much of a sick freak that you’d do it without his consent?”

Jade slapped you again, though it didn’t hurt as much this time. You must be going numb to the pain. 

“You’re gonna watch it,” she said, putting the screen in front of your face. You tried to turn away, but she gripped your chin, forcing you to face the screen. “You’re gonna watch how much he wants me, how good I make him feel. And you’re gonna watch when I make him come inside of me.”

You wanted nothing more than to fight her, than to close your eyes and ignore what she was about to show you, but a sick part of yourself demanded that you look, to face this final act of Bucky’s betrayal of you, once and for all. Grinning, Jade pressed the play button on her phone and put the screen to your face, so close you could see nothing else. 

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DuPont School for Monstrous Youths- Jess Keynes & A.E.O.N.

Buckle up for the storm! Here’s Jess, and her ‘sister’! @artzychic27 @imsparky2002

Jess:

Species: Thunderbird

Appearance/Attire: Back length, feathery dark brown hair, tied in a fishtail braid with eagle feather clasp, dark brown eyes with red sclera and long dark lashes, sharp bronze beak for a nose, deep tanned skin with Lichtenberg scars, rich brown feathers along arms and legs, large rich brown wings with patches of stark white, sharp talons on hands. Beaded grey headband with eagle feathers, steel chain necklace with eagle talon pendant, matching earrings, Cropped brown leather jacket, gold lightning decals on back, white t-shirt with black piping, golden bangles on left wrist, metallic silver wristwatch with a bright blue screen, maroon leggings with white beading, brown leather boots with black fringe.

Bio: Being the daughter of a society leader among her kind known for strength and fairness, there’s nothing Jess longs for more than to be a leader herself. Determined and protective, Jess will always look out for those she holds close to her heart. Having transferred to DuPont from the states, it took Jess some time to feel like she had a place, but she made friends among the student body who value her for her spirit and encouraging nature. As much as she loves her, Jess also relishes the chance to be out of her overprotective mother’s sight, and hoping to finally find the ‘spark’ that will allow her to take her full Thunderbird form. And of course, she didn’t come alone…

Quotes:

“These assholes better be ready for the thunder to come down!”

“Hey sis, you got any read on what’s happening here?”

“When is mom gonna get that I’m not a kid anymore? I’m as capable of leading as she is!”

“To be able to transform, you have to…feel something…a spark. It’ll come when it’s the right time, mom says.”

“Hey, the feathers aren’t just for show! Pulling those hurts!”

“I don’t care if it’s cliche or a pun, AC/DC is badass and the song slaps. It’s my favorite.”

A.E.ON. (Adaptive Emotiointelligent Organization Network):

Species: Artificial Intelligence Program

Appearance/Attire: Translucent, thick royal blue curls, translucent navy skin, white circuitry all across her skin, bright sky blue eyes with clear sclera. Aqua blue headband, white blouse with ruffled collar, sky blue cardigan with pearl buttons, pleated grey skirt, white calf socks, black Mary Janes.

Bio: A.E.O.N. is Jess’ sister, but the thing is, she lives in her wristwatch. Because, see, A.E.O.N. is an artificial intelligence, sentient computer program with all the compassion and emotional intelligence of a living being, created by her mother, Jess’ stepmother, Olympia Hill. Jess can call on her whenever she needs help or just someone to talk to. A.E.O.N. in turn, absolutely adores Jess and will be the first to hype her up and tell her she can do anything she sets her mind to. She especially loves when Jess is able to project her into her hologram form so she can interact with everyone at the school and get typical teenage experiences. She may not be the most conventional sister, but she’s one worth having.

Quotes:

“Good morning, sister! How may I assist you?”

“Oh, that sounds so exciting! Jess, would you take me with you to watch?”

“I’m detecting, based on my analysis programs, that this may not be the best idea.”

“I’m so happy right now, I feel like my circuitry could burst!”

“Please hold for a moment, my data processors need to get up to speed.”

“You are my sister, too, Jess. I love you, with all my digital heart.”

Sisters for life! Leave your thoughts in the comments and belongs! (Anyone who guesses what Jess’ favorite song is gets bonus points!)

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wikipedia articles sometimes have the best pull quotes

this one’s on lolo ferrari

She had 22 enlargements, which is a Guinness World Record.[9] The Guinness Book of Records (2003) indicates each of her breasts weighed 2.8 kilograms (6.2 lb) and contained three litres of saline.

She wore a specially engineered brassiere. Her brassiere measurements have been given by various sources as 58F,[10] 54G,[11] although these measurements appear false, as breasts of similar size have a bra size of around 36T or 36MMM. The breast implants themselves were reputed to be designed by an engineer who was involved with the design of the Boeing 747.[5]

In interviews, she said about her surgeries, "All this stuff has been because I can't stand life. But it hasn't changed anything" and "I was frightened and I was ashamed; I wanted to change my face, my body, to transform myself. I wanted to die, really."

and these from a guardian article

"For my mouth," she said in 1996, "we removed my Cupid's bow, tucked the mucous membranes up to my nose, and filled my lips with collagen. There's no particularly odd feeling or anything, but I have to put lipsalve on all the time. I adore being operated on. I feel wonderful in clinics. I love the feeling of a general anaesthetic - falling into this black hole and knowing I'm being altered as I sleep."

The breasts went first to 41in, then to 46in. They were desensitised and the skin was stretched nearly to bursting point. Ferrari lived in constant fear, as she mimed her songs and took off her clothes in club after club around Europe, that some madman would jump up on the stage and try to puncture them.

Beyond 46in, it became increasingly hard to find a plastic surgeon willing to take on the job. A couple of years ago, Vigne described the operation that made her a monstrous 54G. "I calculated the volume, the diameter, I drew up the plans and I took them to a guy I know who designs fuselage moulds for the aeronautics industry," he said.

"The designer made the moulds, and I gave them to a prosthetics maker who produced the empty silicone implants. It took a long, long time to find a surgeon willing to perform the operation. He removed the old implants and replaced them with the new. Each one was filled with two litres of serum. A bit later we increased it to three."

Ferrari insisted she was happy with the changes that were made to her body. "Having a big bust comforts me," she told yet another French interviewer. "It makes me more sure of myself. I'm like a transvestite - I've created a femininity that's completely artificial. But I'd like to have even bigger breasts. I can't because there are medical problems - you can't stretch the skin any more."

It frightened her, she said, to think of herself as skin, bone and blood. She wore a ring on every finger and dozens of bracelets and bangles; she painted her long fingernails pink. Her skin was the one thing she couldn't change, so she covered it with jewellery and makeup. If she didn't, she would have anxiety attacks, feeling, she said, that she was suddenly back with her old face.

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Love your jewellery but hate the price tag? You're not alone! India rocks the world of Kallos Artificial jewellery, offering stunning pieces that won't break your budget. Curious where these beauties come from? Get ready to explore the secret world of Indian costume jewellery!

Explore the hidden gems of India's artificial jewellery!

Jaipur: The Pink City with a Sparkle Secret

Jaipur, the vibrant capital of Rajasthan, isn't just about stunning forts and rich history. This city is a secret haven for artificial jewellery lovers! They're famous for twisted designs and traditional craftsmanship. Think gorgeous Kundan work and stunning Meenakari pieces – Jaipur has everything to satisfy your sparkle cravings, all at amazing prices.

Surat: Hidden Treasure, Diamonds Aren't Everything 

Surprise! While Surat might be known for cutting and polishing real diamonds, it also has a  thriving artificial jewellery market. Here, you'll find an amazing artificial jewellery with a variety of designs, from bold statement pieces to delicate sets, western earrings all for a steal with such a wide variety and great prices, you can treat yourself to a whole collection. Wouldn't it be fun to mix and match different pieces to create unique looks for every occasion

Kolkata — The Cultural Heart of India

Kolkata, isn't just about delicious sweets and stunning saris. Nestled within its bustling streets is a treasure trove for all the jewellery lovers out there – the Burrabazar jewellery market.

Forget the usual diamonds – here, the magic lies in capturing the essence of Kolkata itself. Each piece reflects the rich rainbow of Bengali traditions. Looking for the classic jhumkas that have enance Bengali ears for generations? You'll find them here, alongside trendy fusion necklaces that blend the old with the new. Whether you're a fan of delicate elegance or statement-making pieces, this market has something special waiting for you.

So, forget the designer brands for a moment and dive into the heart of Kolkata's culture. You might just discover a one-of-a-kind piece that whispers stories of the city and adds a touch of Bengal magic to your outfit!

Chennai: South India's Secret Weapon

Chennai, the cultural heart of South India, isn't just about temples and delicious food. They have a thriving scene for artificial jewellery too! Head to George Town,  a bustling market area, and you'll be greeted by a treasure trove of unique western necklaces and affordable pieces. From traditional temple jewellery-inspired designs to trendy contemporary styles, Chennai has something special for every occasion.

Blinging Beyond Big Cities: A Pan-Indian Affair

While these cities are major hubs, the magic of artificial jewellery goes way beyond them. From the handcrafted lac bangles of West Bengal to the colorful glass pieces made in Firozabad and the jhumkas, black jhumka of Bareilly, there's a vibrant and diverse scene waiting to be explored across India.

More Than Just Cheap Thrills: Why Artificial Jewellery Is Better Than Real Jewellery

The love for artificial jewellery isn't just about the price tag. It allows you to constantly experiment with your style, find pieces that match your unique taste, and even be cruelty-free by avoiding traditional gemstones.

Finding Your Perfect Piece of Glitter

Whether you're a seasoned accessory collector or just starting out, exploring India's artificial jewellery hubs is an amazing adventure. Find the best earrings for girls From bustling markets to skilled artisans, there's something unique waiting to be discovered in each region. So, get ready to embrace the sparkle and find your perfect piece of affordable luxury!

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Eternal Beauty Explore Our Antique Bangles Wholesale Collection

Bangles have been an indispensable part of Indian women’s ensembles for ages. Glass bangles, metal bangles, silver, metallic, and gold bangles - you will come across versatile versions of bangles in Indian history that women have adored beyond limits. While different occasions may demand different styles of bangles, antique bangles are something that goes well with any ensemble and any occasion, for that matter. Whether you are eyeing a boho look or wish to look classically elegant at your friend’s wedding, you can never go wrong with a pair of trendy antique jewellery bangles.

Antique bangles are all the rage now and unarguably so. They justify the ‘old is gold’ theme. These bangles represent designs and patterns of the bygone era, are crafted to offer them a rustic yet vintage appearance, and can boost the glamour of any ensemble in an effortless manner.

Antique bangles silver are the ideal choice for women who want to look elegant and stylish or just want to own a casual look without sparing much time and much ado. Antique bangles are versatile and can be worn with almost any outfit, be it for office wear, parties, festivities, evening outs, etc. These bangles can be worn by both young girls and women and can be paired up with any kind of Indian or Casual outfit. You can wear it with a saree, salwar, lehenga, an ethnic skirt, and a top, or jeans and Kurti. You can never go wrong with antique bangles set.

Considering the unprecedented attention and adoration, artificial antique bangles are now available in a host of designs and patterns. All the more reasons for fashion enthusiasts to celebrate. Whether you own a pair of trendy antique jewellery bangles or a string of bangles that are silver oxidised, you can rest assured never to go out of style. Since these bangles represent antiquity, you will always remain in trend with your antique bangle sets.

Ethnic Looks with Antique Bangles

Though we all want to appear our best each moment, the sedentary and fast-paced nature of today’s lifestyle doesn't offer us that much space and time. Festive occasions and celebrations are the times that offer us a much-needed respite from the daily hustles and bustles. It would be apt to say this is the time when we can put our feet up, go for a relaxing spa, paint our nails, and deck up in our favourite ensembles and jewellery artefacts.

Antique bangles are our best bet to ace any ethnic look any time, any day.

Kanhai Jewels is one of the leading manufacturers and suppliers of antique bangles collections available online in India. We are offering all kinds of the latest designs and styles in the antique bangles online collection at the most affordable prices.

Check out our extensive range of products, which includes antique bangles, classic bangles, openable bangles, studded bangles, designer bangles, and much more. You can get any product from our store at the most competitive price.

Get Sophisticated Antique Bangles Online At Wholesale Prices at Kanhai Jewels

Kanhai Jewels is home to Antique Jewellery, Kundan Jewellery, American Diamond (CZ) Jewellery, Polki Jewellery, Meena work Jewellery, temple jewellery, jewellery, and Western Jewellery. We have been providing excellent quality products for the last many years and have gained immense popularity among our customers because we believe in customer satisfaction.

Order antique bangles and sets online without worrying about the price tag. With Kanhai Jewels, you are assured premium products at unbeatable prices. And, what’s more? You can browse our extensive collection online with just a few clicks from the comfort of your home. Take your pick and place the order; we will deliver our artisan-handcrafted, luxury antique bangles, artificial antique bangles, and sets to your doorstep in no time.

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The Jewelry and Dressing Guide by My Choice for this wedding season

Weddings are an important event in the social and cultural set up of India. It’s not only a big day for just bride and groom but also for their families. It’s a celebration of love, bonding, traditions and customs which make it a way to express oneself. Considering this fact, My Choice, the best manufacturer of exquisite artificial jewelry pieces offers the range of wedding jewelry collection pieces, making them a very well suited part of your celebration. The wedding collection by My Choice offers the artificial jewellery options for every occasion and event in a wedding ranging from mehandi to reception party. This makes My Choice the best site to buy artificial jewelry for women.

Let’s check out the wedding collection of artificial and imitation jewelry pieces as offered by My Choice for the big event:

Haldi: As this occasion is more of a traditional yet enjoyment event, traditional dresses in the hue of yellow makes the best of the occasion. Hence, you can adorn yourself with some gold plated, kundan jewelry or the artificial necklace sets with stone work to give yourself an elegant and beautiful look. The traditional designs with elegant tones gives the artificial and imitation jewelry sets by Miarah a great chance to be chosen for the event. The craftsmanship offers the best work which will make your stand different and elegant from others. Besides this, you can also match these imitation necklaces and earrings with pearl jewellery which are not only light weight but also goes well in contrast with the yellow theme of the event.

Mehandi Ceremony: Marked as the beginning of the wedding event, the Mehandi celebration is all joy, celebration and applying Mehandi, dressed with the jewellery that suits best the vibe. On this event you can adorn yourself with elegant Maang tikka, Earrings, Necklace sets and minimalistic artificial bracelet set that will compliment with your dress in bright colors, reflecting the happiness of the occasion. You can check out the range of beautiful and designer Maang Tikkas, Jhumka Earrings, elegant necklace sets for women and bracelet pieces which will give you an elegant and beautiful look. The floral and nature inspired designs, with elegant finishing and premium quality manufacturing. These beautiful jewelry pieces goes well with a lehenga or any suit to complement with.

  Sangeet Event: An evening of music, dance, lots of laughter and emotions, this can be made memorable by wearing a highlighting artificial jewelry piece like a American or CZ diamond necklace or some choker necklace set along with stud or chain earrings. The range of elegant and beautiful artificial jewelry sets as offered by My Choice makes it an perfect choiceto wear in the evening time. The shimmer and glitter of the American diamond jewelry goes well with the energetic theme of Sangeet function. You can also try stud earrings or Jhumkas which will give you a more ethnic yet classy look. This can be worn with any formal or ethnic dress that suits best the occasion and event with a well done makeup.

Wedding Day Processions: The biggest and the most important event, these occasion requires you to dress and adorn yourself with your best. You are required to radiate the vibe and energy of the big day and should not be less than that of bride and groom. You can start with an elegant and royal looking Maang Tikka to have the elegant and traditional indian look. For main jewelry you can try the traditional jewelry designs like kundan jewelry, Choker necklace sets, Temple jewelry necklace sets and even designer long and short necklaces. Also, you can wear multi layer chains which will add beauty to your dress. You can match it with Jhumka earrings or elegant chain earrings which are decorated with semi-precious stones. For wrists and arms, you can check out the beautiful range of bangles, bracelets and bajubands. All these jewelry pieces will go well with a heavily embroidered lehenga or anarkali suit, as per your choice and comfort. Besides this, you can also try your hands on the bridal artificial jewellery collection by My Choice. This exquisite and graceful artificial jewelry collection is also available online making it easy for you to order and purchase artificial jewellery pieces.

Reception Party: The after wedding event is a perfect place to have a get together and laughter with your dear ones and friends. This is the best occasion where you can manage both modern and traditional theme, hand in hand without the fear of missing out.  The minimalistic earrings with a bold and beautiful artificial choker or temple necklace set for women is the best choice for the event. The graceful stonework of choker or temple jewelry set will elegantly complement well with the minimal counter jewelry pieces like an American diamond ring or some gold plated, best designed bracelet or bangle jewelry. You can synchronize it well with the formal party dress or some Indo – western outfit which makes it a best combination for the event. The fine detailing of the artificial and imitation jewelry piece will go well with the evening gown as well as any Indian ethnic dress.

Some artificial jewellery tips to keep in mind:

Store all the jewelry pieces and dress in a well manner to avoid any sort of breaking, tear and wear as well as discoloration.

Read all the cleaning instructions properly and follow them thoroughly to keep your artificial jewelry as new, free from dirt and sweat, especially in summer weddings.

Avoid heavy chemicals, soaps and perfumes or deodorants with artificial jewelry as it may cause them to lose its luster, suffer any damage and also affect shelf life of your artificial jewelry.

All these steps and tips will make your big day more eventful and give you a more joyous reason to celebrate and enjoy.

Conclusion

As we can say that weddings are an important event in India as well as abroad, every lady and women wish to look her best for the occasion. Considering this fact as a major breakthrough, artificial jewellery manufacturers, wholesalers and suppliers like My Choice offers the best in class pieces which will make your important event more memorable. From Mehandi celebration till Reception function, My Choice offers the best for each and every event and occasion. Also, our premium quality artificial jewellery piece will give you an elegant look which will add to your overall grace and charm. You can decide the best about which jewelry piece and dress to wear and adorn on which occasion. However, it is quite advisable to wear lightweight and comfortable artificial and imitation jewelry pieces on the event that can extend longer like that of Mehandi ceremony and Haldi function. On the Wedding and Reception function, you can try out the royal looking choker and temple jewelry necklace sets which will help in making your event more memorable. My Choice, being the largest manufacturer, supplier and wholesaler of artificial and imitation jewelry, is dedicated to make your important day more memorable.

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Best Fashion Jewellery

A gorgeous addition to your polki jewellery collection are polki bracelets and bangles. These uncut diamond pieces give your wrists an impression of luxury and tradition. Beautifully crafted polki bangles by our Jewels can be worn alone or layered, depending on your style. Polki necklace sets come in styles from choker to long, perfect for women who love a mix of tradition and trend. These artificial pieces blend Polki's charm with Kundan's sparkle, offering a variety of designs. Whether you prefer a snug choker or a flowing long necklace, there's a Polki piece just for you - Wholesale jewellery online.

This versatile piece enhances both traditional and contemporary outfits, making it an essential addition to any jewelry collection. The Artificial polki beaded choker set is a stunning fusion of traditional craftsmanship and modern design. Featuring intricate polki stones, the choker offers a luxurious look with its elegant, uncut diamond-like stones, while the addition of delicate beads enhances its charm. The contrast between the polished Polki and the soft beads creates a balanced, eye-catching aesthetic. The third on the list that is also an awe-inspiring piece is the Polki Diamond Jewellery. For women who love bringing an unexpected twist with sparkling accessories, these artificial jewellery are a masterpiece for you - Fashion jewellery wholesale suppliers.

At ManekRatna a Polki Jewellery Online India's wholesaler tries to meet their client's every condition and requirement. We understand that artificial jewelry stores can't only sell necklaces and earrings because we know your local customers have various needs when it comes down to jewelry. If you are wondering whether polki jewellery is worth buying, the answer is yes. Polki jewellery is a timeless and elegant form of jewellery that is perfect for any occasion. It is also a great investment, as it retains its value over time. Polki Jewellery is a timeless piece even when they are artificial.

Our collection is designed for those who appreciate the elegance of traditional jewelry but desire a touch of contemporary flair. Still, you want to draw more attention to your face, especially to your ears. Polki statement earrings are something you should go for on festive occasions or even at parties and your wedding. Our latest designer polki earrings collection is always something that can make any woman fall in love with it. For more information, please visit our site https://www.manekratna.com/

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Gifts that Speak Love: 5 Romantic Gestures for Her

In a world brimming with materialistic offerings, it's often the heartfelt gestures that resonate most deeply in the realm of romance. When words fall short, expressions of love through thoughtful gifts can speak volumes. At Zebrans, we understand the language of love and curate a selection of exquisite pieces that encapsulate the essence of romance. From delicate pendants to elegant earrings, each item is crafted to convey affection and admiration. In this blog, we unveil five romantic gestures for her, each accentuated by our handpicked collection.

 Zebrans Golden White Heart Pendant Minimal

The timeless symbol of love, a heart-shaped pendant, adorned with delicate details, speaks directly to the soul. Our Golden White Heart Pendant Minimal encapsulates purity and devotion. Crafted with precision and finesse, this elegant piece exudes sophistication while symbolizing the depth of your affection. Whether as a token of appreciation or a declaration of love, this pendant is sure to capture her heart.

Zebrans Double Side Color Pendant With SS Gold Color Chain

For a gesture as unique as your love, consider our Double Side Color Pendant with SS Gold Color Chain. This exquisite piece combines versatility with elegance, featuring a reversible design to suit her mood. Crafted with attention to detail, the vibrant colors symbolize the myriad hues of your relationship. Paired with a gold color chain, this pendant radiates warmth and affection, making it the perfect embodiment of your enduring bond.

 Zebrans Long Tassel Chain Earring For Women

Elevate her style and sweep her off her feet with our Long Tassel Chain Earring for Women. Exuding grace and sophistication, these earrings add a touch of glamour to any ensemble. The delicate tassels sway with her every movement, symbolizing the fluidity and beauty of your relationship. Whether for a romantic evening or a casual outing, these earrings serve as a constant reminder of your love and devotion.

Zebrans Snake Stainless Steel Kada

Embrace the mystique of love with our Snake Stainless Steel Kada. Symbolizing eternity and resilience, the serpent motif embodies the unwavering strength of your bond. Crafted from high-quality stainless steel, this kada exudes durability and longevity, mirroring the enduring nature of your love. With its sleek design and timeless appeal, this accessory serves as a testament to the depth of your commitment.

Zebrans Multi-Color Stone Pendant Minimal

Infuse her world with color and vibrancy with our Multi-Color Stone Pendant Minimal. Featuring an array of captivating gemstones, this pendant celebrates the diversity and richness of your relationship. Each stone represents a cherished moment or memory, woven together to create a tapestry of love. With its minimalist design and captivating hues, this pendant captures her attention and ignites her imagination, reminding her of the kaleidoscope of emotions you share.

In the language of love, gestures speak louder than words. At Zebrans, we believe in celebrating romance in all its forms, from grand gestures to subtle expressions. Our curated collection of gifts is designed to evoke emotion and create lasting memories. Whether you're celebrating a milestone or simply expressing your love, let our exquisite pieces serve as a reflection of your affection. With each gesture, may you continue to strengthen the bond that unites you, one timeless moment at a time.

So why wait? Surprise her with a token of your love today and let your gestures speak volumes.

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Best artificial jewellery shop in delhi

Explore SIFAT – the best artificial jewellery shop in Delhi, where style meets affordability. Our collection features a wide range of exquisite earrings, necklaces, bangles, and rings, perfect for any occasion. From traditional designs to trendy modern pieces, each item is crafted with precision and elegance. Whether you’re preparing for a festive celebration, a wedding, or daily styling, SIFAT offers premium-quality jewelry that enhances your look without breaking the bank.

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Layering Artificial Jewellery Like a Pro: Tips for Western and Indo-Western Ensembles

WHITE AND BLACK COLOR STUD EARRINGS

Layering isn’t just a trend — it’s a fashion statement that lets you express your unique personality, especially when it comes to jewellery. In 2025, layering artificial jewellery has become a creative way to elevate both Western and Indo-Western outfits without burning a hole in your wallet. With the right styling approach, even the most affordable pieces can look luxurious and runway-worthy.

Whether you’re heading to a brunch in denim and a blazer or donning a fusion saree-gown for a festive event, the layered jewellery look can add depth, sophistication, and a touch of drama. But like all fashion statements, it comes with its own set of styling rules.

In this guide, we’ll break down pro tips for layering artificial jewellery to complement both Western and Indo-Western ensembles like a fashion stylist.

Why Layering Jewellery Works

Layering jewellery allows you to:

Add visual interest and dimension to simple outfits.

Mix textures, lengths, and materials to create a custom look.

Make budget-friendly jewellery appear more curated and elevated.

Transition between casual and festive occasions with minimal effort.

When done right, layered artificial jewellery turns heads and brings out the best in your outfit, whether you're going minimal or maximal.

Tip #1: Master the Art of Necklace Layering

For Western Looks:

Use 2–3 necklaces of varying lengths — a choker, a mid-length pendant, and a long chain.

Stick to delicate pieces for clean, modern styling.

Match with open necklines: V-necks, off-shoulder tops, or scoop necks work best.

Try pairing:

A gold-plated snake chain + geometric pendant + dainty charm necklace

A pearl choker with a coin necklace for a boho-chic vibe

For Indo-Western Looks:

Combine traditional motifs (like Kundan or polki) with contemporary shapes.

Use heavier chokers with lightweight layered strands.

Ideal for gowns, dhoti-style outfits, or anarkali-jacket fusions.

Try pairing:

A mirror choker with a silver-toned layered tribal necklace

Beaded strands with a statement centrepiece

Pro Tip: When mixing metals, balance is key. Two-tone pieces or matching metallic accents in your outfit can help unify the look.

Tip #2: Stack Bangles, Bracelets & Cuffs Smartly

Wrist accessories are perfect for layering — and stacking artificial jewellery here adds an instant edge.

For Western Styles:

Mix thin bangles with minimalist cuffs or chain-link bracelets.

Combine textures like leather, enamel, or faux-stone in a single color palette.

Example: Stack a sleek metal cuff with 2-3 thin bangles and a charm bracelet in silver for a stylish streetwear look.

For Indo-Western Styles:

Mix traditional bangles with modern cuffs or tassel bracelets.

Use oxidized, mirror, or pearl bangles depending on your outfit’s vibe.

Example: Stack oxidized bangles on one arm and wear a stone-studded cuff on the other for asymmetrical drama.

Pro Tip: Don’t overload both wrists — layer one arm fully and go lighter on the other for balanced elegance.

Tip #3: Don’t Ignore the Ears

Earrings can be layered too — especially with multiple piercings, ear cuffs, or climbers.

For Western Looks:

Use a mix of small hoops, studs, and cuffs.

Ear climbers give an edgy, modern appeal to structured outfits.

Style idea: Wear a pearl stud, a tiny hoop, and a bold ear cuff with a monochrome blazer look.

For Indo-Western Looks:

Pair jhumka-style danglers with a minimal ear chain or clip-on ear cuff.

Consider ear jackets for back-front designs that blend tradition and modernity.

Pro Tip: If your earrings are bold, keep the rest of your jewellery layered but minimal to avoid clashing.

Tip #4: Use Rings for Impact

Layering rings can transform your look — especially when you mix cocktail rings, midi rings, and stackable bands.

For Western Wear:

Use one statement ring with multiple slim bands or midi rings.

Avoid overloading every finger; focus on 2–3 fingers for a clean aesthetic.

Try: A crystal cocktail ring + 2 gold-toned midi rings on the same hand.

For Indo-Western Wear:

Layer antique-finish bands with floral or Kundan-style rings.

For a bold look, use multi-finger rings or hand harnesses (haath phools).

Pro Tip: Match ring tones with your bangles or bracelet stack for a pulled-together look.

Tip #5: Mix Materials, But Maintain a Theme

One of the biggest mistakes people make when layering artificial jewellery is overmixing. While mixing materials (beads, metal, faux leather, enamel, pearls) is encouraged, maintaining a common theme or color story is crucial.

Good Examples:

A “boho” mix: beads, shells, oxidized silver

A “minimalist luxe” stack: matte gold, pearls, white enamel

A “festive fusion” combo: Kundan + chain layers + antique gold bangles

Pro Tip: Use your outfit as a base — if it has cool tones (blue, silver, grey), go for silver-based jewellery. For warm tones (red, mustard, brown), opt for gold or oxidized bronze.

Tip #6: Layer Around Your Neckline & Hairstyle

Always consider your outfit’s neckline and your hairstyle when layering jewellery — especially for statement pieces.

Open necklines:

Go bold with layered chains or chokers.

Add long pendants for vertical elongation.

High necks or collared outfits:

Skip necklaces and layer earrings + rings + bangles instead.

Updos or tied hair:

Emphasize ear cuffs, chandbalis, or climbers.

Add maang tikkas or layered matha pattis for Indo-Western flair.

Pro Tip: For hair-down looks, layer more on the hands and neck, since earrings may get hidden.

Tip #7: Less Is Sometimes More

Layering doesn’t mean wearing everything you own at once. The goal is intentional styling, not clutter. Choose a hero area — neck, ears, or hands — and build around it.

When in doubt:

Pick one statement piece (a choker, cuff, or cocktail ring)

Support it with simpler layered accents

For example, wear a bold Kundan choker and balance it with slim bangles and subtle studs.

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How to Style Mehndi Dresses with Floral Jewelry for a Complete Look

Mehndi ceremonies are one of the most vibrant and joy-filled pre-wedding events in South Asian culture. Known for their colorful ambiance, music, and laughter, these functions are incomplete without stunning outfits and statement accessories. In recent years, floral jewelry has made a major comeback, becoming the go-to accessory for brides, bridesmaids, and wedding guests. The natural, fresh, and delicate look of floral jewelry adds charm and traditional appeal to any mehndi outfit. But how do you perfectly pair mehndi dresses with floral jewelry for a complete and cohesive look? Let's explore.

1. Choose the Right Mehndi Dress Color

The first step in styling your look is choosing the right color palette for your mehndi dress. Traditionally, colors like yellow, green, orange, and pink are favored for mehndi functions. These bright and festive hues serve as the perfect canvas for floral jewelry. If your floral jewelry features pastel shades like baby pink, white, or lavender, opt for a dress in a contrasting bright color for balance. For example, a mustard yellow dress with pink and white floral jewelry offers a beautiful contrast that enhances your overall look.

2. Match the Flower Shades with Dress Embellishments

To make your floral jewelry feel like an intentional part of your ensemble, match it with your dress's embroidery, patterns, or dupatta details. If your mehndi dress features hints of fuchsia or coral, choose flowers in those shades to tie the look together. You can also go monochrome for an elegant and modern take—like pairing a green dress with green-tinted floral jewelry.

3. Select the Right Floral Jewelry Set

A complete floral jewelry set typically includes a maang tikka, earrings, necklace, bangles, and rings. For a bride, wearing the full set is a great way to make a statement. However, if you're a bridesmaid or guest, you can opt for 2–3 key pieces instead. For example, floral earrings and a bracelet alone can complement your mehndi dress without overdoing the look.

Some popular floral jewelry types include:

Fresh flower jewelry (using real roses, jasmines, orchids)

Artificial flower jewelry (silk, foam, or fabric flowers)

Dry flower jewelry (preserved blooms with rustic appeal)

Each type has its charm, so choose one based on comfort, durability, and the theme of the event.

4. Complement Your Outfit’s Silhouette

The cut and silhouette of your mehndi dress should also influence your jewelry choices. If you’re wearing a heavy lehenga or pishwas with intricate work, go with delicate floral jewelry that adds to your beauty without overwhelming the look. For simpler outfits like a plain anarkali or sharara, bolder floral jewelry adds just the right touch of glam.

5. Coordinate Hairstyles with Floral Jewelry

Hairstyles can either make or break your floral jewelry look. Open hair with soft curls gives a romantic feel and works well with floral maang tikkas and side-passas. If you’re opting for a braid or bun, you can weave small flower strings through the hair or place flower bunches at the base of the bun for a traditional look. Don’t forget gajras—they are a timeless addition that goes perfectly with mehndi attire.

6. Keep Makeup Fresh and Dewy

Since floral jewelry brings a natural and earthy element to your look, it pairs best with light, dewy makeup. Go for soft shades of peach, coral, or pink for the lips and cheeks. Highlight your eyes with subtle shimmer, and avoid heavy contouring. This enhances the freshness of your floral accessories and balances the brightness of your mehndi dress.

7. Add a Floral Anklet or Foot Jewelry

For brides especially, floral anklets can add a whimsical touch to their mehndi outfit. These are perfect if you’re wearing a shorter lehenga or a slit dress that reveals your feet. Pair it with a floral payal (anklet) or foot harness for an ethereal vibe.

8. Use Flower Rings and Wristlets

Flower rings are an underrated accessory that can add charm to even the simplest mehndi dress. Choose oversized floral rings or dainty matching bands. Floral wristlets, or bracelets made from flower bunches, are also beautiful additions that go well with flowy sleeves or sleeveless outfits.

9. Mix Real and Artificial Floral Jewelry

One creative way to elevate your style is to mix fresh and artificial floral elements. For instance, wear fresh flower earrings with a fabric floral necklace or vice versa. This adds dimension and texture while keeping the look unique. This combo also ensures your jewelry stays fresh throughout the function.

10. Don’t Overdo It

It’s tempting to wear everything at once, but moderation is key. Let either your mehndi dress or your floral jewelry be the focal point. If your outfit is heavily embellished, go easy on the jewelry. If your outfit is plain or subtle, you can go bold with accessories.

Bonus Tips for Styling Mehndi Dresses with Floral Jewelry

Choose seasonal flowers for better freshness and affordability.

Carry a matching floral clutch to enhance the overall theme.

Use floral jewelry as a theme across bridesmaids for coordinated photos.

Store floral jewelry in a cool, dry place until it’s time to wear.

Conclusion

Floral jewelry has become more than just a trend—it's now a key styling element for mehndi functions. When paired correctly with your mehndi dress, it can elevate your entire look and capture the joyful, vibrant spirit of the event. From choosing the right colors and types of flowers to complementing your hairstyle and makeup, every detail matters. Whether you’re the bride, a bridesmaid, or a guest, floral jewelry offers an effortless and enchanting way to complete your mehndi look in 2025.

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