#TimelessLov

[royalediamonds]

Let your love dazzle in the eternal sparkle of Royal Diamond mangalsutras! 💍💎

[aifanfictions]

Can I request Alastor x female reader who loves 70-90 year old jazz? Maybe she's Charlie's sister, and Alastor hears music coming from her hotel room. Probably something like Ruth Etting or Annette Henshaw.

Jazz of the Heart

In the heart of Hell, within the walls of the Hazbin Hotel, chaos and mayhem reigned. Among the residents was Charlie, the determined princess of Hell, and her sister, (Y/N). (Y/N) was unlike her sister in many ways. While Charlie was passionate about redemption and salvation, (Y/N) had a deep love for the music of a bygone era.

Her heart belonged to the tunes of the 70s, 80s, and 90s, especially the enchanting jazz of Ruth Etting and Annette Henshaw. As she settled into her room at the hotel, the smooth melodies of these jazz legends echoed through the walls, serenading the restless souls of Hell.

Alastor, the charming Radio Demon, couldn't help but be drawn to the sultry, nostalgic sounds. He had heard countless songs from different eras, but there was something enchanting about the vintage jazz tunes that (Y/N) played.

One evening, as (Y/N) sat by the record player, carefully selecting the next vinyl to spin, Alastor decided to investigate the source of this delightful music. He followed the alluring melodies to (Y/N)'s room and knocked lightly on the door.

(Y/N) opened the door to find the grinning Radio Demon. "Alastor, isn't it? How can I help you?"

He tipped his hat with a charming flourish. "Why, (Y/N), I couldn't help but be drawn to this mesmerizing music of yours. Quite the aficionado of vintage jazz, aren't you?"

She smiled, appreciating his recognition. "Oh, indeed. There's nothing quite like the classics. They have a soul that modern music often lacks."

Alastor stepped inside, and as the melodies of "Button Up Your Overcoat" filled the room, he extended his hand. "Would you do me the honor of a dance, my dear?"

(Y/N) was taken aback for a moment but couldn't resist the charisma of the Radio Demon. She accepted his offer, and they began to waltz around the room. Their movements were as smooth and enchanting as the jazz itself.

As they danced, Alastor couldn't help but be captivated by (Y/N)'s grace and love for the music. He found himself falling deeper and deeper under her spell, and he knew he had to have her in his life.

The soft, velvety notes of the song enveloped them, creating an intimate atmosphere. As the music swirled around them, Alastor's scarlet eyes bore into (Y/N)'s, and he gently pulled her closer. Their bodies moved in perfect harmony, each step a declaration of their growing connection.

With every subtle touch and the close proximity of their bodies, an electric charge filled the room. The scent of old vinyl records mixed with the faint aroma of (Y/N)'s perfume, creating an intoxicating blend. As Alastor's hand rested at the small of her back, a shiver ran down (Y/N)'s spine.

The song reached its climax, and Alastor couldn't resist the magnetic pull drawing him to (Y/N). In a fluid motion, he dipped her low, their faces mere inches apart. The world around them seemed to blur as time slowed down. Their breaths became shallow, and they shared a charged silence.

As the final notes of the song lingered in the air, Alastor, his voice as smooth as honey, whispered, "My dear (Y/N), it seems the music has brought our hearts together."

With an irresistible charm, he closed the remaining distance between them. His lips brushed against hers, gentle and tentative, igniting a spark that neither of them could deny. The kiss deepened, a passionate fusion of two souls drawn together by the enchantment of jazz and the intoxicating allure of their shared attraction.

The world outside faded into insignificance as (Y/N) and Alastor surrendered to the magnetic pull they couldn't escape. His gloved hand cradled her cheek, and the kiss became an exquisite dance of longing and affection.

It was a kiss that transcended time and place, a kiss that marked the beginning of a love story that defied the boundaries of Hell. In that fleeting moment, (Y/N) and Alastor discovered that love, like jazz, was timeless, resonating in the deepest recesses of their hearts.

As they broke the kiss, (Y/N) was left breathless, her eyes filled with both surprise and a hint of desire. Alastor's grin was filled with satisfaction and a hint of mischief. He took her hand, and as the music continued to play, they swayed together, their hearts in sync with the rhythm of love.

In Hell, where chaos and darkness reigned, their love shone like a beacon of light and passion, and the jazz of their hearts would play on, a melody that would never fade away.

NOTE! This story was generated by OpenAI

[planet-gay-comic]

Love in the Changing History of Ancient Rome

The love between a merchant's son and a gardener slave is a striking example of the fluctuating history of homosexuality in the Roman Empire. It stands as a symbol of hope and resistance in the late Roman Republic or early Imperial period. While not necessarily accepted, romantic relationships between men from different social strata were not uncommon. The two men likely had to live their love clandestinely and discreetly.

In the early Roman Republic, homosexuality between men was accepted and even considered normal. Mythology and art depicted relationships between men and gods that celebrated homosexuality. Several Greek and Roman gods and goddesses were associated with homosexuality, such as Eros, the god of love, who was often depicted with a young man.

However, Roman laws became increasingly repressive over time. In the 1st century BC, laws like the Lex Scantinia and the Lex Iulia de Adulteriis prohibited homosexual relationships between free men and between married men or men in domestic partnerships. The Lex Papia Poppaea granted tax benefits to married men and women, which led more people to marry and made homosexuality less acceptable.

The reasons for the tightening of these laws were multifaceted, including the rising influence of Christianity in the centuries after Christ, which viewed homosexuality as a sin. Additionally, homosexuality was believed to undermine the discipline of the Roman army and the traditional family.

Attitudes changed once more in the Late Antiquity. Homosexuality became increasingly accepted in Roman society, particularly due to the growing influence of paganism, which led to greater tolerance of homosexuality.

The polytheistic nature of paganism may have contributed to this reacceptance of homosexuality during a time when Christianity was no longer the dominant religion. In a polytheistic religion, there is no single source of authority that could prohibit homosexuality. Instead, there are many different gods and goddesses associated with various values and beliefs. Additionally, it was a period of change and uncertainty, during which people may have become more open to new ideas and convictions.

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These images were generated with StableDiffusion v1.5. Faces recalculated with inpainting.

[in-tenebris-et-in-solitudine]

[inklingwonders]

An Unwavering Love: A Metro Journey

Amidst the hustle and bustle of the crowded train, my eyes were drawn to a middle-aged couple. The wife, her face etched with fatigue or perhaps just the remnants of a long day, leaned against her husband’s shoulder. His sturdy frame provided a comforting anchor for her weariness. As the train halted abruptly, jolting its passengers, her head swayed, threatening to lose balance. But the husband, with unwavering devotion, held her steady. His hands cradled her head, fingers entwined in her hair, as if protecting a fragile treasure.

To the casual observer, this scene might appear mundane—a husband supporting his wife during a mundane commute. Yet, for those who recognize the nuances of love, it was a profound display of commitment. Theirs was not merely a physical bond; it was an unspoken pact forged through years of shared laughter, whispered secrets, and silent understanding. Their love transcended societal norms, bypassing the superficial and diving deep into the reservoirs of empathy and compassion.

In that fleeting moment, I glimpsed the essence of a marriage that defied time and circumstance. It wasn’t about grand gestures or extravagant declarations; it was the quiet, everyday acts—the steadying hand, the protective embrace—that spoke volumes. As the train rumbled forward, I silently wished them well, hoping their love would continue to weather life’s storms, unyielding and eternal.

[harmonyhealinghub]

The New Neighbour Shaina Tranquilino August 17, 2024

Josephine had always been drawn to the past. Old books, vintage photographs, and forgotten letters captivated her more than anything modern ever could. So when she stumbled upon a listing for a small, historic house on the outskirts of town, she knew she had to see it. The house, built in the late 1800s, had an air of quiet mystery about it, nestled among towering oaks with their leaves whispering secrets in the wind.

The moment Josephine stepped inside, she felt a connection to the place, as if the walls had been waiting for her. The wooden floors creaked beneath her feet, and the scent of aged timber filled the air. She explored every room, imagining the lives that had once unfolded within these walls. But it wasn’t until she moved a heavy bookcase in the upstairs study that she discovered something truly remarkable—a hidden door.

Her heart raced as she pried the door open, revealing a small, dimly lit room. Dust particles floated in the air, illuminated by a single ray of sunlight that pierced through a crack in the old wooden shutters. The room was nearly empty, but inside it had a small desk and a worn leather chair.

On the desk lay a stack of yellowed letters tied with a faded ribbon. Josephine hesitated for a moment, feeling as though she was intruding on something private. But her curiosity won out. She untied the ribbon and carefully unfolded the first letter.

It was dated over a century ago, written in elegant, flowing script. The letter was from a woman named Eleanor to her beloved Samuel. As Josephine read, she learned of a secret romance between the two, one filled with stolen glances and whispered promises. They had met in this very house, where Eleanor had lived with her stern, unyielding father. Samuel was a poet, a dreamer who traveled the world, but he always returned to Eleanor, his muse.

But the letters took a darker turn. Eleanor’s father had discovered their love and forbade her from seeing Samuel. The final letter was unfinished, with Eleanor writing of a plan to run away together, but the last lines trailed off, leaving their fate a mystery.

Josephine's heart ached for the lovers. She wondered if they had ever reunited, or if their love had been lost to time. The story lingered with her, filling her thoughts as she moved through the days, the house now feeling more like a companion than a mere place to live.

One evening, as Josephine stood in the small garden behind the house, she felt a presence beside her. She turned to see a young man, his face warm and familiar. He introduced himself as Leo, the new neighbour who had just moved in down the road. They struck up a conversation, and Josephine felt an instant connection, as though they had known each other for much longer.

As the weeks passed, Josephine and Leo spent more time together, sharing stories, exploring the old town, and even reading some of Samuel’s poetry that she had found tucked away in the hidden room. The more they learned about Eleanor and Samuel, the more Josephine felt her own heart beginning to open. She realized that while the past was beautiful, it was the present where life truly happened.

One crisp autumn morning, Josephine and Leo stood on the porch of the house, watching the leaves fall like golden rain. Leo turned to Josephine, his eyes full of something unspoken yet clear. “Josephine, I’ve been wanting to tell you… I feel like meeting you was meant to be. Like we were drawn here for a reason.”

Josephine smiled, her heart pounding with a mix of excitement and something she had almost forgotten—hope. “I feel the same way, Leo. It’s as if this house brought us together, just like it did for Eleanor and Samuel.”

And in that moment, surrounded by the whispers of the past and the promise of the future, Josephine knew that she was ready to embrace whatever came next. The hidden room, with its secrets of love and loss, had guided her to her own story—a story that was just beginning, full of the same passion and courage that Eleanor and Samuel had once shared.

[onetragicalnerd709]

"After plaid shirt days and nights when you made me your own, back before you lost the one real thing you've ever known" "It was rare, I was there, I remember it all too well..."

Truly late to the party but back when it was the 30th anniversary of of Star Trek Deep Space Nine, I finished a beautiful piece to commemorate my favorite badass space worms and their Ridged Warrior "poet" husband.

To many older DS9 fans, Ezri is the lower-rate, largely disliked replacement for Jadzia, mostly due to the tragic and overwhelmingly unfair exit of the well-loved character, a unanimous show favorite. I, however, alongside younger fans, have adored Ezri from the start, her sensitive, bubbly personality, and her caring nature captured my interest and heart. More importantly, her journey of self-discovery and fears/doubts of her true purpose, mirror many emotional experiences that young people face IRL. Because of this, I have found space to love both Dax's equally without question.

To additionally commemorate the memory of Jadzia Dax and the relationship she built with Commander Worf I wanted to show the growth of grief into acceptance of the new with both his "wives" embracing him, Jadzia looking on with pride and adoration for the warrior she soothed when she was alive and continues to soften alongside and within Ezri.

I would have liked to have seen a rekindling of their relationship with Ezri in the last seasons of DS9 run, however, some things aren't meant to be. I can only allow my imagination to run wild instead with a handy pencil and procreate at my side.

Behind them are lineless interpretations of swimming Trill symbiotes, The larger lighter blue symbiote is inscribed with Trill markings which spell out "Jadzia" while the darker smaller symbiote reads "Ezri"

I thoroughly enjoyed expanding upon the images I have seen of on-screen symbiotes and giving them some extra flare of my own. The little flowing tail whiskers are my favorite. I'd like to think they would be of similar proprioceptive use and tactile use to symbiotes while swimming and attaching to the host's body pouch.

To top off this tribute, I added a song I have seen associated with Ezri, Jadzia, and Worf on TikTok. I know that even though Worf may deny it, he's Taylor Swift-coded as much as his space wives are. "All to Well- 10 Minute version" is by far my favorite song of "MOTHER" and because DS9 is my all-time favorite Trek , I knew they were a perfect match.

This is the TikTok and image that inspired it all!

Now do you "remember it all too well?"

[giftalove]

Celebrate the love that has blossomed over the years with the perfect anniversary gift for wife. Show her how much she means to you with a thoughtful and meaningful gesture that reflects the depth of your connection. Whether you're celebrating one year or a milestone anniversary, these gifts are sure to evoke smiles, hugs, and maybe even happy tears. From personalized keepsakes to romantic getaways, find the ideal way to express your enduring love and appreciation for the incredible woman who has been by your side through thick and thin.

[nishp]

💕 Happy Love Note Day! 💕

Today, we're taking a step back in time to channel our inner Victorian romantics and celebrate the timeless art of love notes. 💌✨

In a world filled with texts and emojis, there's something incredibly special about putting pen to paper and expressing your deepest feelings in a handwritten note. It's a chance to let your heart speak in words that will be cherished forever.

Whether it's a sweet surprise tucked under their pillow, a heartfelt message in their lunchbox, or a beautifully crafted love letter, today is all about celebrating the power of written love. ❤️

So, seize the moment and let your love flow onto paper. Share your affection, your appreciation, and your admiration. Let your partner know just how much they mean to you.

And don't forget, love notes aren't just for romantic partners. Share the love with friends, family, and anyone who holds a special place in your heart. Spread love like confetti! 🎉💌

[barebenefit]

Revisiting romantic classics always feels like coming home. The timeless love stories, the beautifully written prose – they remind me why I fell in love with reading in the first place.

📖🌹

[aifanfictions]

write a story about (y/n) having an anonymous admirer that would often leave her anonymous gifts, only for (y/n) to later realise that her admirer is actually Kars from Jojo's Bizzare adventures, because he doesn't know how else to express his feeling aside from giving you gifts.

Unearthly Admiration

In the heart of (Your City), (Y/N) led a life that was, for all intents and purposes, unremarkable. She worked in a cozy little bookstore that had an air of nostalgia about it. She was known for her kind heart and her genuine smile, and she had friends who enjoyed her company. Her life followed the rhythms of the everyday, but there was a surprise waiting just around the corner.

The first gift had arrived on a quiet Sunday afternoon. (Y/N) returned home from her bookstore, unlocked her door, and stepped inside to find a fresh bouquet of flowers sitting on her table. The vibrant blooms were expertly chosen to match her favorite colors. Attached to the bouquet was a handwritten note: "For the one who brings light to my world."

It was a puzzling and intriguing gesture. (Y/N) couldn't fathom who could be responsible for this heartfelt surprise. She had an idea of who her secret admirer might be but couldn't quite believe it. Perhaps it was one of her friends, pulling a gentle prank. Or maybe it was someone from work trying to brighten her day.

Days turned into weeks, and the surprises kept coming. A well-worn book, rich with annotations in the margins, arrived with a note that read, "Because your mind is as beautiful as your smile." A handcrafted necklace made of delicate silver, adorned with a unique gemstone, found its way to her door. An exquisite box of chocolates, filled with flavors she had never tasted, was left on her doorstep with a card that said, "To the one who deserves the world."

As the mysterious gifts piled up, (Y/N) couldn't help but feel a growing appreciation for the secret admirer. The thought and care that went into each gift were undeniable, and it warmed her heart. But more than ever, she was curious about the person behind these surprises.

One evening, as the golden light of her living room lamp enveloped her in a warm cocoon, a knock echoed at her door. She opened it to find a beautifully wrapped package, neither anonymous nor addressed. It was as if her admirer wanted her to know, this time.

The package revealed a delicate brooch, an exquisite piece of jewelry that seemed to radiate a quiet enchantment. (Y/N) held it to the light, watching it shimmer and refract the colors of the room. The accompanying note was the most revealing yet: "Your beauty is as timeless as this piece, and it deserves to be worn by the most extraordinary person."

These words touched (Y/N) deeply, and she couldn't help but wonder who could express such admiration and warmth. As she continued to marvel at the brooch, an idea began to form in her mind. It was time to uncover the identity of her secret admirer.

In the shadows of the city, unbeknownst to (Y/N), a figure unlike any other watched. Kars, the ancient and immortal Pillar Man, had observed her from a distance. His existence had transcended the boundaries of time and humanity, making him something extraordinary and unique.

Kars had always been a seeker of knowledge and beauty. His immortality had granted him an insatiable curiosity about the world, and he had wandered through time, exploring its secrets. However, there was one aspect of the world he had never truly understood: the human heart.

When he first saw (Y/N), he was captivated by her grace and elegance. She embodied a beauty that was both extraordinary and delicate, and he found himself irresistibly drawn to her. He had never experienced emotions in the same way humans did, but he was curious about the depth of feeling she evoked in him.

Kars had chosen to express his admiration through carefully selected gifts, a way of showing his fascination with the world and, most importantly, with (Y/N). His gifts were his attempt to understand the human heart, to connect with the world, and to convey his appreciation in the only way he knew.

As time passed, Kars realized that his anonymous gifts were no longer sufficient. He longed to do more than observe from the shadows. He wanted to meet (Y/N), to converse with her, and to explore the depths of his emotions in person.

On a quiet evening, after leaving the brooch at her doorstep, Kars mustered the courage to approach (Y/N)'s home. He knocked on her door, his heart racing with anticipation.

When (Y/N) opened the door to find Kars standing there, she was struck by his appearance. His presence was otherworldly, his features an enigma of beauty and strength. He introduced himself and confessed, "I'm the one who has been leaving you gifts. I've been drawn to your beauty and grace, and I wanted to express my feelings in the only way I could."

The revelation left (Y/N) both surprised and intrigued. "Your gifts have meant the world to me, and I've been wondering who could be so thoughtful. It's a pleasure to finally meet you."

Kars and (Y/N) soon found themselves sharing stories and conversations that delved into their shared love for the beauty and complexity of the world. They explored art, philosophy, the wonders of nature, and the mysteries of the human heart. Kars began to understand more about the human experience through their interactions.

As they spent more time together, their connection deepened. Kars had discovered a new way to express his emotions beyond gifts, and (Y/N) had found a man whose love was as timeless as his immortality. Their unique bond defied the boundaries of time and nature, transcending the ordinary.

But the story didn't end there, for Kars was far from an ordinary being. One evening, as they were walking through a park, they witnessed a mugging. A group of thugs had surrounded an innocent couple, and Kars felt an innate desire to protect (Y/N) and the world she cherished.

With a display of otherworldly power, Kars dispatched the attackers, leaving (Y/N) and the victims stunned. He revealed his true nature as a being that defied all human understanding. He had transcended humanity, becoming something entirely different, something that existed beyond the confines of the known world.

"(Y/N), I need to tell you something," Kars said, his voice tinged with both vulnerability and awe. He explained his origins, his immortality, and the history of the Pillar Men.

At first, (Y/N) was overwhelmed by the revelation. It was a moment that transcended the boundaries of human understanding, a glimpse into a world that was beyond her wildest imagination. However, as she looked into Kars's eyes, she saw a being who had discovered the beauty of her world, who had expressed his feelings in ways both ordinary and extraordinary.

Their love story had begun with a series of mysterious gifts, but it had evolved into something far more extraordinary. It was a love that transcended the boundaries of human understanding, a love that embraced the beauty of the world, and a love that defied the ordinary.

Kars and (Y/N) continued to explore the world together, both the extraordinary and the mundane, their love growing stronger with each passing day. Their love story was a testament to the power of curiosity, admiration, and the willingness to embrace the unknown.

It was a love story that had begun with an anonymous admirer and had blossomed into a unique and unforgettable bond. It was a love that was anything but ordinary, a love that was both crazy and unpredictable, and a love that would continue to evolve, transcending the boundaries of the world itself.

And so, in the heart of (Your City), a love story unfolded that defied all logic, a love story that was both extraordinary and unique, a love story that would be whispered about in hushed tones, a love story that was as unpredictable and timeless as the world itself.

NOTE! This story was generated by OpenAI

[planet-gay-comic]

A Spontaneous Kiss: Deep Affection Between Soldiers

In the world of ancient Rome, where camaraderie and adventure defined the lives of soldiers, deep emotions sometimes ignited between them, leading to profound friendships and even erotic or sexual connections.

Roman society had a much more open view of love and relationships than many later eras. Among Roman soldiers, camaraderie and trust among comrades were highly esteemed. It was not uncommon for close emotional bonds to form between men who faced adventures and challenges together.

During this era, homoerotic relationships were not as stigmatized as they would be in later history. They were often regarded as expressions of friendship and mutual respect. It reminds us that love and affection have existed in all their forms throughout every era. Acceptance of love between individuals, regardless of gender or orientation, is an essential part of human history—a timeless truth that love can bloom anywhere, even in the most unexpected moments of history. It is a tribute to the power of human emotions and the diversity of human love that connects us in every age.

[eugene101]

Give this album a listen: All For You

[funny-interesting-pictures]

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