#amber romance

[y2kbeautyandother2000sstuff]

VS Garden Amber Romance Indulgent Bath Bubbles

1990s

Found on Ebay, user gotexascollector

[art-appreciators-blog]

[forsapphics]

Girls Like Girls music video (2015) — dir. Hayley Kiyoko, Austin S. Winchell // Get Even (2020) • S01, E01 — dir. Sarah Walker // GAP - the series (2022) • S01, E05 — dir. Nuttapong Wongkaveepairoj // wtFOCK (2018 - present) • S07, E06 — dir. Caroline De Maeyer (x)

[fruitcage]

[heyitsrink]

There's something about Fitz and Amber together in a field of flowers that sparks an unparalleled amount of joy 🌼 • • • More Of Cats And Closed Doors art because @tragediegh keeps creating the most beautiful and romantic scenarios for these two.

[youareunbearable]

Thinking about the Nauglamir, as one does, and just, like I know I have a bias as an Indigenous woman who's historical artifacts are often stolen and who's peoples' treaties and promises are typically disregarded by other authority figures and whose ancestors were treated like animals and hunted for sport but God Thingol fucking sucks in that tale (and in general)

Like I've always kinda disliked Thingol, gives off major White Settler vibes but this whole tale is so tragic when you look at it through an Indigenous lens

We start off with a friendship. Good old Finrod Badger man himself, hears about his cousin Caranthir doing business with a new type of people that Love Gems just like the Noldor! Hes Thrilled!! He meets with the people, Dwarves, and while they are a lot shorter and got more hair than the Men he met, they become fast friends.

He talks about his travels and mentions that he fell in love with the art style of Thingol's domain. The Dwarves are uneasy, cause they have bad history with Thingol's people, but inform Finrod that Actually We Made That. Finrod is Over The Moon and commissions them to make one for him too. As a show of faith, they allow him to build it on a mountain that has history to them and Finrod, you know he would be, is respectful of this and pays them their due and more through Elf goods and more trade then they normally would have

Nargothrond is done and Finrod is super impressed with their skills and commissions them again. This time, to make a necklace of the gems he personally carried over from Valinor. The Dwarves would understand the importance of these gems, they're literally Family Jewels and one of the only things Finrod has left of his homeland

So the Nauglamir is made. From Noldor gems and Dwarvish skill and shared friendship and memories of both parties. Its an agreement, a contract, a visual showcase of the friendship and alliance between the Dwarves and the Noldor.

(My people did this to. We made visual agreements. Wampum belts. Each shell bead took 1 whole day of hard labour to make and these belts had hundreds of them. They're symbolic and important as well as a beautiful showcase of skill and craftsmanship. They are almost always made between friendly nations)

Then we have Azaghal. Who was saved by Maedhros and had a great friendship with him. They exchanged gifts, worked together on an alliance, and probably traded tales with each other. Azaghal and his people would have known why the Noldor are here in Beleriand. They would have known the importance of the Silmarils to the Noldor, to the Feanorians especially. They could avenge their fallen kings, stop the evil from spreading, complete their Oath, and go home. Azaghal was even willing to give up his life, and the lives of his men, to help Maedhros get a Silmarils back.

Finrod is dead. The Noldor are weak and scattered. Maedhros is displaced from his home in Himring, and all the gossip they hear about him is that he's a shell of the Elf he used to be before the Noldor High King died.

A group of Dwarves are ordered to come to Doriath on Thingol's behalf. "Add this gem to this necklace" theyre told. Its a beautiful necklace. Its a beautiful gem. They start to do as they are told but things aren't sitting right with the Dwarven smiths. An older one notices first.

On the necklace with the beautiful and feather light gems, they notice a little sigil on the clasp. Its a Dwarven Smith sigil. They know the only work that smith did with Elven gems was Finrod’s Nauglamir. The smiths whisper amongst themselves in a frantic hiss. Why would the king of the Sindar Elves, one who has vocally stated his dislike and distrust of the Noldor, have Finrod’s necklace that THEY made for him out of friendship?

They turn to the strange gem they've been told to set within the Nauglamir. Its brilliant, beautiful, and glows with an inner light that is so very Elvish. One smith mentions the tale of Finrod, how he died helping Beren and Luthien get a Silmaril. The same Silmaril that the Noldor, and the Feanorians, need. The one their kings died to help them get.

One of the Dwarves feels sick. These are stolen goods. Goods literally taken from a grave and from their allies enemy and given to another that literally wouldn't even spit on them when they burned. Thingol cannot have these goods, from the perspective of the Dwarves, they aren't his. The Silmaril, well, maybe you could make an argument, but the Nauglamir? No way, it was stolen from a literal graveyard of a Noldor city and the person who gave it to him had no right or claim to it ever.

So the Dwarves tell him this. And Thingol is furious. He says, and I quote: "How do ye of uncouth race dare to demand aught of me, Elu Thingol, Lord of Beleriand, whose life began by waters of Cuivienen years uncounted ere the fathers of the stunted people awoke?" And goes nuts. He's throwing out slurs, he's trying to pull a Karen, definitely claiming Manifest Destiny which is so wild and kicks them out without even paying for their labour. For their craft, their skill, their time. He doesn't acknowledge the unwritten treaty of friendship by completing this craft of unimaginable skill.

So they take it back. Sure Thingol died, but he is a thrice over thief at this point and no friend of the Dwarves or their allies.

Then Mr vegan "ill never harm or eat a living being" murders all the Dwarves that are trying to go back home with their rightful due. But what would Beren know about that anyways, he clearly has no head or mind about whats right or wrong as he himself finds it easy to cash in a favour from a king not to help resettle his displaced people, but to ask this king to sacrifice his own men and life to help him get married.

When Doriath is sacked by the Feanorians, oh I bet the Dwarves were pleased. I bet some of them even joined, what with being allies of the Noldor and all. The Dwarves hate the Elves, but not the Noldor who were loyal and trustworthy friends. Who paid and honored their skills and craft, who were cheated by the Sindar just as much as they were. Who fought and bled and died fighting evil while the Sindar stayed behind in their girdle

It was Silverfist Celebrimbor himself, a Noldor and a Feanorian who continued with their relationship. Who gave them rings of power to solidify that relationship. Shame he was betrayed, be he didn't mean harm.

By the third age its a shame the Noldor are the smaller group of Elves in middle earth. They would have helped Durin’s Folk more. The Elves and Dwarves might of had a better relationship. I'm sure Elrond tried, and some Dwarves were warmer to him on account of being adopted sons of Maedhros and Maglor. Buts hes also Thingol's blood, and that is a blood memory type of mistrust.

[cinemoments]

The Danish Girl, dir. Tom Hooper, 2016.

[astraphone]

currently re-examining all my dragon age choices in preparation for the veilguard and considering…… given my cadash’s whole “i do not believe in any of this and am solely going along with it to escape my dead end carta life — oh WAIT i do care about these people even if my position within their cause is entirely based on a lie” thing. blackwall sure would be a compelling romance choice wouldn’t he.

[adoribullpavus]

he is an absolute delight

[she-karev]

The Doppelganger (Maya x Carina Funny/Sweet Imagine)

Previous Part Here

Age Rating: 12+

Chapters: Three of Four

Fandom: Grey’s Anatomy/Station 19

Fancast: AJ Cook as Mia Knight, Matthew Gray Gubler as Spencer Knight

Ship: Maya Bishop x Carina DeLuca

Summary: Andy and Vic share the picture with Station 19 who all agree there’s a resemblance causing Maya to get annoyed. Meanwhile Andrew and Carina talk after the C-Section.

Words: 1131

June 6, 2023

“That is freaky.” Travis says with a shocked expression after Vic showed him the picture she took of Maya and Mia.

Vic laughs as she leans over the beanery counter with Sean Beckett and Robert Sullivan next to her eating their lunches. Jack is also there on his break at Vic’s insistence getting a water bottle from the fridge. She showed the male firefighters and dispatcher the picture and they also agreed with Vic about Mia Knight looking so much like Maya who is also in the beanery drinking a protein shake with an amused face.

“We don’t look that much alike.” Maya repeats to the men who look at her baffled, “We don’t! If you look up close, she has a few more wrinkles than me, her face is sharper and her lips are thinner.”

“Also, she doesn’t have the butt chin.” Jack points out causing Maya to scoff.

“It’s a cleft chin call it that please and it’s one of the many differences between us that I can see and you all can’t. Even my wife can see it.”

Andy chuckles entering the beanery with a smile, “Well she loves you and she’s your wife so it’s her job to make sure you know you’re the only you there is in the world.”

Jack grins at his girlfriend, “So you would be the same if you met a guy who looked like me on the job?”

Andy grins at Jack, “I don’t think I would, nobody has that goofy smile and dopey eyes like you Gibson.”

Jack smiles at that, “You like my goofy smile and dopey eyes.”

Andy smiles, “Yes I do and I know nobody else can pull it off like you.”

Vic groans at the constant flirting between the recently rekindled couple, “We get it you two are in love please save it for after I leave so I don’t barf.”

Travis asks, “What does Maya 2.0 do? Does she run into fires or make everyone feel body shame?”

Andy turns away from Jack to continue the conversation, “She’s a runner she ran track.” Travis shrugs as he figured, “But she’s not a first responder she’s a lobbyist. In short, she’s a political genius who uses suave and charm to get her way.”

“Oh Bishop is right then they're not the same.” Beckett quips causing Sullivan and Travis to chuckle, “I once saw a guy at the grocery store who I swear looked just like me, those things can happen it doesn’t mean their a clone or a twin.”

“I think you’re talking about doppelgangers.”

Vic raises an eyebrow at Travis’s term, “Like The Vampire Diaries?”

Travis grins, “No it’s not a supernatural thing.”

“It seems pretty supernatural to me.” Andy chips in.

“It’s not, doppelgangers are biologically unrelated doubles, we see it all the time in celebrities and historical figures it can happen to us common folks.” He looks at Maya who looks unconvinced, “Your doppelganger as it turns out is a lobbyist from Los Angeles married to a physics nerd with three kids. Isn’t it kind of fun knowing what your double does in her average day as you live yours?”

Maya sighs, “…Assuming she is my doppelganger which she isn’t I guess it was kind of interesting.”

“I wonder what my doppelganger is doing right now?” Vic wonders in amusement, “I bet she’s a graphic designer who delivers fresh water to people in Africa and breaking gorgeous hearts left and right, that’s the dream I have.”

Andy joins in, “Mine is probably a special ops leader with mad sniping skills and badass tattoo’s she does herself up and down her arms.”

“My not related twin is at one of his million-dollar mansions he bought with his parent’s infinity pool.” Jack says with Andy grinning, “He’s probably floating in his large pool, drinking a pina colada out of a coconut and scouring the internet for antiques he’s impulsively buying.”

“Mine is probably straight.” Travis jokes, “With a 300-pound wife and 14 kids.”

Vic smiles at the image, “Now I would pay to see that.” The team chuckles with Vic while Maya grins enjoying the last days she and the team have together before Vic moves.

Four Hours Later

After successfully completing the C-Section Carina and Andrew watch from the nurse’s station into Mia’s room where they can see her lying in bed with her youngest son Phoenix. Her oldest Henry is standing by her side while Spencer holds their baby boy in his arms next to her. Amber is inside monitoring her and smiling at the baby in his arms but not getting distracted from her duties. Amber looks at the brother sister duo through the window and nods her head indicating things are good so far to their relief.

“I will give you two this, you gave that woman a day she will never forget.” Carina quips to Andrew who grins, “So whose idea was it to bring my wife here to meet my patient?”

“It was both of ours, I called, and Amber gave us visual, it was a team effort.”

“And what was the goal?”

“Well, the goal was to show you we were not insane and that you were wrong in saying she looks nothing like Maya. I mean come on you saw those two in the same room, can you honestly say there is nothing freaky going on here?”

Carina sighs and looks at Mia for a moment before shaking her head, “No I don’t see it.”

Andrew groans annoyed, “You are just being stubborn, how can you not see it?”

Carina smiles and explains, “Andrea there is no one like Maya Kathleen DeLuca-Bishop, no one.” Carina says in a loving way regarding her wife, “Can you say there is one person out there who is like Amber Stevie DeLuca?”

Andrew looks back at his wife through the window and sees her charting Mia’s vitals not noticing his gazing. He smirks knowing there is nobody as beautiful, smart, tough and opinionated as the woman he loves. There is no one out there who can spend the day scolding residents when they deserve it and still come home and shower their daughter with the love Amber never had growing up. It still boggles him that someone like her could fall for someone like him and still not see the effect she has on him after all these years.

He turns to Carina with a smile, “Fair enough.”

Carina nods, “Exactly so your plan failed. I’m always right and your always wrong.”

Andrew shakes his head annoyed at the smug grin Carina has, “There’s always next time.”

“You can’t change fate bambino.” Carina tells Andrew in pride and walks away from him confidently and he chuckles at her.

Final Part Here

[latenightdemo]

"And her eyes were like amber; rich and honey-like with a bit of gold in them. Every time they rested on mine, I would breathe a little less and see a little more."

"...who am I kidding; I'd do it all again."

Ashley Kutcher

[forsapphics]

Robin Roberts & Amber Laign's Wedding (08/09/2023) — photographed by Chris J. Evans and Kellie Walsh

[housemv]

did you end up finding the girlfriend amv on a decent quality?

no it just suffers from the incurable disease of being from 2008 and honestly? that's part of its charm.

[zhoras-bitch]

LFOS MC ate with the outfits in this update. I want every single one of these for myself. She is my fashion icon.

[eruden-writes]

Scent Match - Part 10 (Augustine x Amber)

lycan x human celebrity x non-celebrity contemporary fantasy

(Note: Started with an anon asking for the phrase prompt, “Oh. Oh.”)

Summary: When Amber Dyer decided to attend a Creator Con, she never expected to run into Of Wolf and Blood lycan heartthrob, Augustine Prime.

But, there he was, stooping over her table, asking to buy the unflattering drawing of his character. Valuing integrity over taking money from a celebrity and running (though she was sorely tempted,) Amber finishes the sketch and delivers it to Augustine.

However, he continues to doggedly pursue her and entwine their lives.

All because of her scent.

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First Part - Master List - Previous Part

x x x

The longer Augustine left Amber alone, the quicker her temperature fell. What was she doing? If they had sex, she'd just be a notch in his belt, right? Hell, he probably was planning to get a new number after this weekend so even giving her his contact info meant nothing!

Even if he was genuine, he'd get tired of her, bored. Or find someone that matched his lifestyle better. Best to leave on a high note and with some dignity intact. If she moved fast, she might even be able to sneak out while he was busy on the call.

"Alright, back," Augustine announced loudly as hereventured the room. He hopped back on the bed, sprawled onto his side as he flashed a teasing grin at Amber. "Now where were we?"

She stared at him, suddenly struck by his amiable smile and unarguably attractive face. Yeah, there was no way this wouldn't end poorly for her, no matter what he said or what she wished. "I should get going."

The way his features fell made Amber jump off the bed and start for the door. She wasn't about to be caught by his puppy drg eyes. She wasn't going to be guilted into anything further!

"Wait!" Augustine yelped, lurching forward and snagging Amber's wrist. She froze, eyes wide and staring at where he grasped her. Heat raced up her arm, tingling through her bones. 

Augustine swallowed, realizing he had moved before thinking as the wolfish ears atop his head sagged. It was too late to release her and he couldn't bring himself to loosen his fingers. "Please, stay."

"I'm not interested in doing anything else," she stiffly bit out. Despite the steel in her fore, she didn't pull away from him. She didn't know why. Maybe a small part of her wanted to see what he'd do, see if he'd let her go or push his desires.

"That's fine." A relieved smile fluttered over Augustine's face, his ears pricking forward. He stared up at Amber from his position still partially seated on the bed. "I just want to get to know you more… maybe wake up next to you in the morning?" 

He knew he was sounding needy, clingy. But he didn't want to say goodbye yet. The thought of being away from Amber, without her scent, without her, was a bitter thought.

She stared down at him, an internal battle waging behind her eyes. Could she trust him? He had seemed surprised at himself,  even ashamed, for grabbing her so suddenly. And when he voiced what he wanted, his voice had dipped soft and… Well, with anyone else Amber would say shy, but did Augustine Prime even feel bashfulness?

His gaze held hers, so earnest it made something in her twinge. She swallowed heavily, already knowing her answer before she said it. "Okay. I'll stay."

—

The next morning, Amber groaned as her phone shrieked at her. Cracking her eyes open, she spotted the infernal thing sitting on the bedside table, next to Augustine’s bed. The man in question laid next to her, on his side with a heavy arm slung around her middle. Deciding to be embarrassed about the position later, Amber reached out for her phone and squinted at the screen. 

A multitude of texts from Addie filled the chat box, but they seemed to be the same copy-pasted message: Where are you? We need to pack & leave the room before noon!

“Shit,” Amber mumbled to herself as she bolted upright. If they didn’t pack everything and get out of that room in time, they’d have to pay for another night or upcharges. Though the two could possibly pay it, it ate into the profit margin they had attained. 

Augustine’s arm tightened around her middle, not loosening even as she tried to shove him off. She was about to smack at his arm, before a sleepy, rumbled question came from the man, “Where’re you going?” 

"I need to go. Addie and I have a long drive back home." Amber swatted at his arm to which Augustine, thankfully, released his hold on her. Although she couldn’t help but notice how he pouted. She ignored that observation as she hopped out of his bed, still wearing her clothes from the prior night. 

As Augustine pushed himself up in bed, Amber’s gaze briefly detoured down his body. In the light that filtered through the blinds, every contour of his body became highlighted. He really was attractive, she thought, as her eye traced over his happy trail and back up his body to his face. His stubble had grown overnight into a scruffy short beard and his hair was tousled from sleep.

"I could come with you,” Augustine offered when Amber’s attention finally returned to his face. He liked her looking at him like that - it made excitement swell in his chest - but he knew better than to mention it.

She shook her head, her nose wrinkling though there was a tinge of amusement in her voice. "Don't you have a plane to catch or something? Big fancy actor things to do?"

"Not right away. I was going to stay in town for a few days." He gave an easy shrug before he shoved off the bed, moving to stand a little closer to Amber.  "No necessary obligations for a couple weeks or so."

"And you want to go on a road trip with me and Addie?" Amber’s expression and tone fell flat as she crossed her arms, not believing his interest had sustained this long.

Augustine smiled awkwardly, rubbing the back of his neck. "Addie's nice, but I'm going to spend time with you."

"We don't have too much extra room for luggage,” she retorted, waving a hand and all the sheer stuff the man had around the bedroom alone. Gods knew what else in the massive hotel room he had. Saddling Addie with the job of transporting it all, on top of all their own gear and souvenirs, was unfair. 

In fact, how selfish of him to think he could so easily come along! Amber tried to hang onto that outrage, but in the face of Augustine’s hopeful smile, it was hard to cling to anger.

"I'll take one bag - just some necessities - and send the rest back by courier,” he answered with a slowly growing smile. Over the decades, he could sense when people were caving to his requests. But she had surprised him before, so he held his breath.

Amber hummed, narrowing her eyes on the man. His tail waggled gently behind him, but it seemed as if he was trying to tamp down his excitement. She had to admit, having another travel companion might be okay. After pressing her lips together, an opportunistic thought scurried through her head. "Can you drive?"

"Um, yeah?" Augustine’s eyebrows furrowed, uncertain where she was going with the sudden tangent.

"That doesn't sound convincing,” she mumbled, her frown deepening. Would Addie even let him drive her car? There was insurance to think about, plus she wasn’t even sure how well the man could drive. Weren’t actor sorts constantly getting into car wrecks? Or was that due to all the partying and drinking?

"Yes, I can drive,” Augustine sighed with a firmer tone. His hands pressed to his hips, his head cocking to the side. "Why?"

"I hate driving. If you come with, you're taking my driving shifts." She pointed in his face, as if it was a challenge being issued.

"Okay.” He shrugged, his smile tilting into a crooked grin. Amused and delighted. If driving was all he had to do in order to ensure more time with Amber, he’d drive for-fucking-ever. As long as she was in the car with him. Well… no, that wasn’t true. He’d do whatever he needed to do to stay or be in her proximity. 

"Okay…" she echoed his consent slowly. That was too easy. Amber let her hand awkwardly drop, her eyebrows furrowing in uncertainty. Biting her bottom lip, she had to tear her eyes away from Augustine lest the creeping heat in her body splashed across her face. She busied herself with gathering her purse and shoes, still not looking at him, though her words were bashful, "I guess you can come then. If Addie agrees."

"Sweet. Let me get dressed and throw a bag together real quick.” The bed squeaked beneath him as he hopped down, padding to the bathroom.

She didn’t dare look up as he passed by her, too deep in her own sudden worries to really see Augustine. This all had been a mistake, hadn’t it? From last night to this morning, she had bumbled into a terrible situation. The whole point of coming to him last night was to end whatever it was he wanted and feed her own hormones! Now they were going to travel together. For hours. In a car.

Amber swallowed, glancing at her phone once more. She would just have to rely on Addie to be the blockade that stopped this off-the-rails situation.

x x x

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