#blogging tips 2022

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Essential Blogging Tools for Beginners

Are you just starting out as a blogger? Not sure which tools you need to get started? In this video, we'll go over the essential tools every beginner blogger should have in their toolkit. From blogging platforms to keyword research tools and everything in between, we'll give you a rundown of some of the must-have tools for a successful blog.

Whether you're a beginner or an experienced blogger, these tools will help you create high-quality content and grow your audience. So if you're ready to start your blog journey, tune in and learn about the essential tools you need to succeed!

[nights-at-crystarium]

A personal tip/advice from me, as I’ve witnessed at least 3 massive twitter “exoduses” since last year, and the pattern’s been the same: people flee to tumblr, panic-post for a few days, twitter goes “back to normal”, people cease their tumblr activity, return when shit inevitably hits the fan again, and complain about the lack of activity. So, no matter what happens to twitter next, I encourage you to keep posting if you’re a content creator looking to (re)build a platform. Just stay active and be happy when your longterm commitment has paid off. IT WILL.

[izicodes]

First of all, it’s super great you decided to start coding/programming in whatever language and area! Starting is the hardest part, so congrats to you! Now, you have your blog set up and you want to start making posts about your journey but have no ideas what the heck to talk about!

Old or new to Tumblr, you’re starting a coding/programming blog but unsure what to post about? I got you! I'll even give you an idea of how you could format your posts after you have an idea of WHAT to post about, next is HOW to post it! Here are some ideas to get you started!

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8 Blog Coding/Programming Post Ideas 💡

Daily summary of what programming language you studied and what you learned

Project progress posts

Found a resource you want to share here? Post about it! It can be a YouTube video or a cool website you have been to!

Start a challenge and post about it! E.g. TwoWeeksChallenge, 100DaysOfCode, 3Days1Project, JaveScriptWeek etc

Talk about short-term and long-term goals in coding/programming and update your blog once in a while on how you’re working towards those goals

Talk about any major accomplishments you made during your journey e.g. started a bootcamp, got into a new internship, got your first tech job!

Any study tips you want to share

Explaining a programming concept/topic

Tips on formatting your posts 🙌🏾

There are loads of ways to format your posts! I get my inspiration from #studyblr posts, here are some examples! :

You can add hashtags, if you want, relating to the topics/languages/theme you want to be a part of! E.g. #studying, #programming, #coding, #python, #studyblr etc

Add images of your code, your study area, or of your surroundings. You can add dates to keep track of your daily/weekly/monthly progress! And more! I do recommend finding cool blogs to get inspo from and creating your own way of making your posts!

I wish you good luck with your studies and be proud of yourself for starting in the first place and continuing on~!

Thank you and have a nice day/night! 🙌🏾💗

[sourbluerazz]

If you ever feel like practicing coloring/rendering but don’t have the energy to draw something from scratch, I HIGHLY recommend finding free coloring pages online to practice with. For an extra challenge grab characters you’ve never seen before so you’re forced to come up with your own palettes like I did here (very fun!!). Gives ya good practice & is really good for getting through art block without getting hung up on sketches & lineart.

For example these are mine from last year, and I still love how they turned out!

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[tears-of-amber]

Blessed Winter Solstice! Here Are Some Of The Crystals I’m Working With Today:

1. Red Garnet

Today I’m using red garnet (a tumbled stone and two bracelets) to empower my intentions of starting fresh on this beautiful beginning of Yule! It truly is a great stone for renewal and vitality, so I associate it heavily with the Winter Solstice energy, as well as the energies of winter months in general. Here is a video by one of my fav YouTubers that explains more of the properties of red garnet!

2. Clear Quartz

This crystal reminds me of ice, and the Norse rune Isa. I love how it amplifies the energy of the other stones I’m using (in this case red garnet), and also connects me to my spiritual guides and the gods with its pure vibes. I’m wearing it in the form of a bracelet, stacked with my red garnet bracelets so it amplifies those renewing intentions and helps me embrace this solstice. Here is a video that explains more about clear quartz and it’s metaphysical properties:

3. White Opal

I’m currently wearing my favorite white opal ring my abuela gifted me when I was a kid. For some reason my hands haven’t grown very much since I was that younger so it still fits me perfectly! I love the energies of white Ethiopian opal because (like it’s flashy surface) it brings out all the best colors in the wearer’s personality. It also helps me be wiser with the choices I make, bringing clarity to each choice and it’s consequences. It’s definitely a stone with a bad reputation and some people will say you can only wear it if you’re an October baby (which I’m not). But I’ve work this ring for almost five years and it’s been nothing but beautiful in its energy and I’d even consider it lucky! It works well with clear quartz and red garnet because while the garnet is renewing my energy and the clear quartz is amplifying all the good vibes, white opal is helping me recognize my inner beauty! If you want to know more about the properties of opal, here is a link to a video that explains it!

Thanks for reading! Please comment what crystals you like to work with during the Winter Solstice, or if you feel connected to the energy of the crystals I mentioned above!

-Velvet Rose

[wsve]

Dear followers and visitors;

I always loved taking pictures. I have had this Tumblr blog since 2012 now, and I can't believe how much things have changed since then. I'm 24 now, and I decided to move to France to start building my life as an independent woman here. Life has not been easy, I've been lonely, heartbroken, overwhelmed, traumatized etc. I lived in Lebanon all my life before this major life change, i don't think you can understand how much living there is hard now, when you don't have a stable revenue in US dollars or some family outside the country to help you financially. My whole family is still living in Lebanon and is very financially unstable, and frankly, sometimes, I feel guilty of leaving them there, to build a new life here, in the beautiful city of Strasbourg that I love so much. I can tell you more about in another post maybe. Now I just wanna share with you that I'm currently on a self-discovery journey to find what I really like, find new passions and hobbies, and hopefully eventually be able to turn those into my future job so i can be financially stable. My parents were teachers, they always taught me to go after what I truly love in life, and what makes me feel happy and alive. I want to do that, but I also want to be rich so I can support them in return, and to thank them for everything that they've done for me all their lives. For that I will share with you what I want to do next: I want to become a photographer, and this matters a lot to me. I am a creative soul at heart, I tried many different creative ways to express myself, but none of them gives me as much joy as taking pictures of meaningful little moments, and you can ask all my friends about that! Photography is the art that I choose to invest myself in, to express myself, and to share with the world. Therefore, my first goal for 2023 is to buy my first professional camera to start living my dream✨ I would really appreciate your help and support through little tips and just by liking and reblogging this post of mine. It would really mean the world to me and could change my whole life. Thank you so much for reading my post, & I hope you enjoy my blog 💖 MC

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[radioactive-earthshine]

Writing tips for long fics that helped me that no one asked for.

1.) Don't actually delete content from your WIP unless it is minor editing - instead cut it and put it in a secondary document. If you're omitting paragraphs of content, dialog, a whole scene you might find a better place for it later and having it readily available can really save time. Sometimes your idea was fantastic, but it just wasn't in the right spot.

2.) Stuck with wording the action? Just write the dialog then revisit it later.

3.) Stuck on the whole scene? Skip it and write the next one.

4.) Write on literally any other color than a white background. It just works. (I use black)

5.) If you have a beta, while they are beta-ing have them read your fic out loud. Yes, I know a lot of betas/writers do not have the luxury of face-timing or have the opportunity to do this due to time constraints etc but reading your fic out loud can catch some very awkward phrasing that otherwise might be missed. If you don't have a beta, you read it out loud to yourself. Throw some passion into your dialog, you might find a better way to word it if it sounds stuffy or weird.

6.) The moment you have an idea, write it down. If you don't have paper or a pen, EMAIL it to yourself or put it in a draft etc etc. I have sent myself dozens of ideas while laying down before sleep that I 10/10 forgot the next morning but had emailed them to myself and got to implement them.

7.) Remember - hits/likes/kudos/comments are not reflective of the quality of your fic or your ability to write. Most people just don't comment - even if they say they do, they don't, even if they preach all day about commenting, they don't, even if they are a very popular blog that passionately reminds people to comment - they don't comment (I know this personally). Even if your fic brought tears to their eyes and it haunted them for weeks and they printed it out and sent it to their friends they just don't comment. You just have to accept it. That being said - comment on the fic you're reading now, just do it, if you're 'shy' and that's why you don't comment the more you comment the better you'll get at it. Just do it.

8.) Remove unrealistic daily word count goals from your routine. I've seen people stress 1500 - 2000 words a day and if they don't reach that they feel like a failure and they get discouraged. This is ridiculous. Write when you can, but remove absurd goals. My average is 500 words a day in combination with a 40 hour a week job and I have written over 200k words from 2022-2023.

9.) There are dozens of ways to do an outline from precise analytical deconstruction that goes scene by scene to the minimalist bullet point list - it doesn't matter which one you use just have some sort of direction. A partial outline is better than no outline.

10.) Write for yourself, not for others. Write the fic you know no one is going to read. Write the fic that sounds ridiculous. You will be so happy you put it out in the world and there will be people who will be glad it exists.

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Tipping is going away on June 1, 2024

Hello, Tumblr! (And a special hello to our Tippers <3)

We introduced Tipping back in February 2022 in response to your feedback, and it’s been a great addition to many communities on Tumblr. We do love to launch features that bring you joy, and Tipping was a part of that effort.

Unfortunately, Tipping hasn’t seen the usage we’d hoped for. So, in order to focus on the things that really make Tumblr Tumblr for most users, we’re shutting Tipping down on June 1.

Have you tipped someone in the past, or is Tipping enabled on your blog? You don’t need to do anything; the little Tipping icon will automatically disappear from blogs or posts with the feature enabled, and you’ll no longer be able to Tip creators or receive Tips. Any money you have received from Tipping will be paid out to the account you registered with via Stripe by June 15.

While this will affect a very small number of you, we know that those of you who do Tip do so with great admiration for your Tumblr peers, and we’re sorry to be taking this away from you. We hope you can find other ways to show your affection and gratitude for your fellow users: You could gift someone a badge you think they’ll love or Blaze the post you’d otherwise have Tipped, and that will surely make someone’s day. 

Please contact Support if you have any questions about this change. Thank you, as always, for coming on this journey with us!

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[edutechbits]

Earn online income by blogging

Earn online income by blogging

Earn online income by blogging Blogging is an old but very effective method of online income. In this way it is possible to earn a good amount of money every month. It is basically like a digital news paper. You will write about any topic you like. Whoever needs to know that matter will come and fall. The article you are reading now is also a blog. So you understand the matter. If writing is your…

[hsn-digitally]

Are you ready to start your own blog in 2023? In this 40-second video, we'll walk you through the essential steps for launching a successful blog.

From choosing a blogging platform and designing your site, to creating engaging content and monetizing your blog, we've got you covered. Whether you're a beginner or an experienced blogger, this video will give you the tools and tips you need to get your blog up and running in no time.

So if you're ready to turn your passion into a thriving online presence, watch this video now and start your blog journey today!

[lifethroughlenss]

Exciting Blog content coming soon!

Hey everyone, I will be putting out Intense content really soon some of which are about 'What my Blog Is all about'. 'Best planner out their plus planner vs no planner'. 'How to deal with rude uppity people' and so much more, so If you are interested In any of these topics follow my blog to see It all, thanks for reading.

[roselljardinico]

Tips to take better lecture notes in College

Tips to take better lecture notes in College

College life has become more and more adventurous throughout the years. Currently, I’m in my junior year as an entrepreneurship student while juggling my work. It wasn’t easy though but having the courage to finish this course as one of my promise to my late beloved parents that helped me to ace my academics. With that, there’s a lot of work with endless lectures, readings, essays, reports, and…

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[pickingupmymercedes]

Of thorns and blooms - Lewis Hamilton

request: "Can I request a Journalist reader, who lewis has his eye on and she interviews him and smexy antics ensue after the gathering. She wears a light up floral crown which lewis finds so cute and when they they celebrate an anniversary, he gives her an actual crown." - @omgsuperstarg

pairing: Lewis Hamilton x Fashion Journalist! Reader!

wordcount: +3K

a/n: It took me sooo long to get the tone to this one right, but I hope it was worth the wait.

As always, I'm open for feedback, come say hi!

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Y/n adjusted her dress for the hundredth time as she waited for the next person she would interview, the humidity in the air boiling them all in the enclosed paradise the famous steps of the MET. The buzz of the Gala was like a living entity. And tonight, she wasn't just a fashion journalist, she was a guest, courtesy of a hand-delivered invitation from Anna Wintour herself.

A small proud smile played on her lips. It had been a long road, from the early days working in college fashion blogs to the owner of her own digital media platform. She had conquered every step on the ladder the had envisaged for her career, and the MET Gala was the cherry on top.

Her gaze swept the red carpet, catching a flash of black that snagged on her breath. Lewis.

They'd met a few times before, most notably for his iconic Vanity Fair cover in 2022. Shot in pink, in none other than Valentino, it had been a bold choice, and she had made it justice in the interview. I was a peek into the soul of a man who rarely had let himself be seen that way. It was raw, honest, and had garnered her more praise than any piece she'd ever written.

On the human level there had also been something else, a connection beyond the professional aura, but it had remained just that – a spark.

Over the years, they'd stayed in loose contact. She would congratulate him on a good race, he would message whenever he read one of her articles, a selfie once, holding her printed fashion annual he'd found at an airport in Dubai.

It felt like a secret language, a shared appreciation in their vastly different worlds.

And that night, he looked…untouchable.

A vision in a custom Burberry creation. Although not far from the usual black, his overcoat was anything but ordinary, adorned with hand-embroidered floral motifs that shimmered under the camera flashes, the thorns in his necklace a powerful statement. Heritage and resilience.

As Lewis neared her corner of the press pen, a small smile tugged at the corner of his lips. His eyes scanned the crowd, and when they landed on her, a flicker shone within them. He diverted his path slightly, heading straight for her.

"Y/n!" he boomed, his voice surprisingly warm for someone who always tried to maintain his stoicism.

"Sir Lewis Hamilton" she replied, offering a professional smile. "Looking sharp."

He chuckled, a low rumble that sent a shiver down her spine. "You clean up nice yourself, Voltaire."

"Voltaire?" she raised an eyebrow, amusement dancing in her eyes.

“Your floral crown. You quoted Voltaire on gardens being the only art that imitated nature in your preview of the met" He gestured towards her head, where a crown of intricately woven white flowers sat, each petal tipped with tiny LED lights that cast a soft glow. "It looks incredible by the way."

Her smile widened. "Maria Grazia Chiuri and I had a blast designing this piece. We wanted to honor the history of the floral crown, worn for centuries, but with a modern twist."

Lewis leaned closer, his voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. "You always manage to find the hidden meaning, don't you?"

She met his gaze, the intensity surely not lost to her. "Fashion is all about meaning, Lewis. It's a language, a way to express ourselves." His gaze holding on to hers as she continued “Your statement in this Burberry. It's a powerful one”

He tilted his head, a playful glint in his eyes, but just as he was about to answer back a microphone was thrust in front of them. A reporter, eager to get a quote looking impatient.

"Mr. Hamilton," the reporter began, "your outfit is quite…unexpected. Can you tell us the inspiration behind it?"

Lewis straightened his shoulders, slipping back into his professional persona. He launched into a detailed explanation of the Burberry design, his voice smooth and practiced. Y/n listened, captivated by his words and by the way his gaze flickered back to her every few seconds, a silent promise of something.

When the interview ended, the reporter scurried away. Lewis turned back to her; his smile warm. "They only gave me a few minutes," he said with mock disappointment.

"Well," she teased, "perhaps you could tell me the "real" story later," she finished, mirroring his playful tone.

A slow grin spread across Lewis's face. "Perhaps" he replied winking, a gesture that would have sent a lesser woman reeling. "I’ll find you later." He gestured towards the throng of celebrities and socialites milling about.

As Y/n wandered into the museum, she navigated the wave of guests with small talks and greetings alike. Her platform had gained traction over the past months, and her presence was becoming increasingly sought-after. But tonight, the glamor felt secondary as the show stoppers stood behind glasses of exhibitions.

As she stood and admired one of Balmain’s first collections, a familiar figure caught her eye. Lewis, leaning casually against a pillar, a glass of champagne in his hand. He was alone, just observing her, a smile breaking across his face as he saw she had noticed him, he made his way towards her, his movements graceful.

"There you are," a low rumble in his chest. "I thought I'd lost you."

"Hardly," she replied, a playful glint in her eyes.

"So," he began, his voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper, "tell me about this secret language of fashion."

"Where do I even begin?" she laughed, a genuine, carefree sound. "Every stitch, every embellishment, every cut – it all tells a story. A story of who you are, where you come from and how you want to be perceived."

The conversation flowed easily, a back-and-forth about the art of fashion, their contrasting worlds, and the subtle messages woven into every outfit. Lewis, she discovered, was surprisingly well-versed in fashion history, his knowledge going beyond the surface. He spoke of iconic designers, groundbreaking trends, and the evolution of style through the ages, his voice filled with genuine passion as he recounted how he had learned so much from her own words.

"You know," Lewis said, his voice softer now, "you're not like anyone else I've ever met."

" This one is not gonna cut it" she asked, her heart skipping a beat.

"Right…" he said, his gaze locking on hers. "But I meant it though. You look at the story behind people. That’s rare."

His words hit her like a sucker punch, laying bare a truth she hadn't dared to public admit. She had always craved for connection with people, and fashion, she had discovered, was her way to reach for those who held their stories and dreams in their eyes and heart.

Heat rose to her cheeks, and she looked away, breaking the intense eye contact. "Perhaps you see the same," she whispered, her voice barely audible.

He leaned closer; his breath warm on her ear. "Tell me about your dreams, Y/n. What stories are you trying to tell?"

And then, when she couldn’t avoid his gaze on her anymore, when the silence of his question had almost drowned her, a booming voice cut through the air. "Lewis! There you are. We have to get going."

Lewis sighed, pushing himself away from the wall. "Right" he said, a touch of regret in his voice before he turned abruptly to Y/n, as if he had just decided to take a jump "I have a proposition for you."

Intrigued, Y/n raised an eyebrow. "A proposition? Do elaborate, Hamilton."

He leaned in again, close enough for his lips to brush against her ear. “Are you, by any chance, willing to pass on those other after parties and come to mine?”

Y/n seemed to be taken aback, but just like before, when she was about to answer him, he shot her a look “I’ll text you the details. I’d love to know your stories.”  And with a final lingering look at her, Lewis offered a charming smile. "Until later."

The afterparty held a low-key energy, a contrast to the frenzy of the Met. Y/n found herself at Lewis's expansive New York City apartment, surprised by the choice of venue. It wasn't the club she'd thought of, but a tastefully decorated space that felt more like a home than a celebrity crash pad.

Lewis had introduced her to a motley crew of people. Some of his friends, but mostly, a mix of young, up-and-coming designers, photographers Y/n knew by reputation, and even a couple of journalists she had came across an article or two. The air buzzed with conversations, a refreshing change from the interactions of the Met.

As the night wore on, the crowd thinned. Y/n found herself gravitating towards a corner where Lewis stood, deep in conversation with someone she remembered to have seen at some shooting before.

"That's Kelly," Lewis said, noticing Y/n's approach. "A design prodigy. Just landed a gig with Channel"

Kelly's smile widened as Lewis introduced them. "It's an honor to meet you, Y/n," she said, her voice brimming with excitement. "I've been a huge fan for a while now."

They chatted for a while, the struggles and triumphs of breaking into the fashion world. Looking at the young woman's vibrant energy, Y/n couldn't help but feel a sense of pride in the platform she'd created.

But as Kelly was whisked away by another group, a comfortable silence settled between Y/n and Lewis.

He gestured towards an empty stool beside him. "Mind if I steal you for a bit?"

Y/n accepted the invitation, a playful glint in her eyes. "Only if you answer a question for me first."

"Shoot," he said, taking a swig from his drink.

"This isn't exactly the afterparty I expected," she said, gesturing to the relaxed setting. "Why here?"

Lewis chuckled, a low rumble that made her feel inadequately naïve "Maybe this is the real me," he said. "The part that doesn't crave the constant spotlight."

He leaned closer, his voice dropping to a conversational whisper. "I thought you'd like this kind of party. I like to distance myself from the buzz when I can"

Y/n nodded, a smile playing on her lips. "A safe space."

"Something like that," he replied, his gaze lingering on her for a beat too long.

"So," Lewis began, breaking the building tension "I’m still waiting to hear about your dreams"

And so, for some ungodly pull, at a rather uncomfortable stool, she opened up to a man she had never really expected to create any kind of connection. Maybe, exactly because she never so that coming, it felt so easy to tell him her most guarded hopes.

She spoke of her platform as a way to democratize fashion, to give a voice to those who felt unseen, unheard. She spoke of empowering individuals to express themselves through who they really were, regardless of social status or bank balance.

As Y/n talked, she noticed Lewis's eyes gleaming with genuine interest. He wasn't just listening politely, he interest genuine, his questions insightful and thought-provoking. And she wondered if it was really that unexpected to find this depth hidden beneath him.

"That's incredible" Lewis said, his voice filled with admiration. “You’re giving people the tools for them to tell their stories."

"Exactly" Y/n said, a sense of understanding as he smiled with her. "It's about self-expression, about telling the world who you are."

A thoughtful frown etched itself onto Lewis's face as she leaned into the counter. "You know," he said, pausing mid-sentence, "you're quite a puzzle, Y/n."

Y/n raised an eyebrow, amusement dancing in her eyes. "Me? A puzzle?”

"There's this incredible fire in you" he continued, his voice low and husky, "a passion for giving others a voice. But then there's this… " he trailed off, gesturing vaguely.

"What?" she scoffed playfully. "I always thought I such was an open book."

Lewis chuckled; a dark, sexy sound that surely didn’t go unnoticed. "You talk about empowering others, yet I get the feeling there's a whole story you haven't shared of where that desire comes from"

Their connection had been simmering throughout the night, unspoken words hanging heavy in the air. Now, with Lewis's gaze holding hers captive, it threatened to tip over.

The conversation around them seemed to fade away, swallowed by the growing awareness between them. Y/n felt his unspoken questions echoing in her mind, a challenge she couldn't ignore.

As the night wore on, the guests gradually dwindled. One by one, they bid farewell to Lewis, leaving him and Y/n alone amidst the empty bottles and scattered laughter.

Y/n found her gaze drawn to him again. He stood by the window, bathed in the soft glow of the city lights, his profile sharp and captivating. The urge to break the silence, to bridge the growing gap between them, became overwhelming.

She rose from the stool, her movements deliberate, and walked towards him. He turned, his surprise evident in his eyes.

"Everyone's gone, I should go" she said softly, her voice barely a whisper.

"Don’t. Please" he replied, his gaze still locked on hers. "I’d love if you could stay and"

He didn't get to finish his sentence. Y/n cut him off, stopping just inches away from him. The air crackled with electricity, the unspoken desire a tangible force between them.

She glanced at the faint outline of his abdomen in the fabric of his Dior shirt, her fingers tracing invisible circles on the soft fabric. Then, in a bold move, she let her nails lightly scratch across his chest, sending a jolt of heat through him.

Lewis's breath hitched. He pulled her closer by her waist, his eyes burning into hers.

Their lips met in a heated kiss, a clash of urgency and teeth. Lewis's hands roamed freely over her back, his touch numbing her to the surroundings. He was hungry for all of her.

Y/n found herself caught in the current, her own desire rising to meet his. His lips traveled down her neck, leaving a trail of hot kisses.

A dark part of her, a voice fueled by the intoxicating aura of him, entertained the idea of becoming just another name on his long list of conquests.

But then, as his hand reached for her thigh, a wave of clarity put an end to the haze. This wasn't a one-night stand she craved. This connection, potent and undeniable, deserved more.

Y/n broke the kiss, her breath coming out in ragged gasps. "Lewis," she whispered, her voice husky.

He stared at her, confusion, concern and desire evident in his eyes.

"Dinner first," she said, a playful smirk gracing her lips. "Then maybe we can explore this mystery you see in me."

A slow smile spread across Lewis's face, the heat in his eyes softening to amusement. "Dinner it is," he agreed, his voice raspy. "But consider this a warning. I don't give up easily."

Sunlight danced across the Aegean Sea, glowing through the large round window of the yacht's cabin. Y/n stood before the vanity, applying a final touch of lipstick, her reflection a picture of contentment.

Five years. Five years since that MET and Lewis's afterparty, a whirlwind that had swept them off their feet and turned their world upside down.

A soft knock at the door startled her. "Come in," she called out, her voice filled with a hint of anticipation.

The door creaked open, and Lewis stepped inside. He was a vision in his crisp white linens, his hair free from the braids.

But it was the velvety box in his hand that held her attention.

"There you are," he said, a playful glint in his eyes as he walked towards her.

Y/n watched him through the mirror, her heart still skipping a beat whenever he was around. He stopped behind her, his warmth radiating through her back.

"What's that?" she asked, her voice barely a whisper.

"A little something for my favorite fashion journalist" he replied, his breath tickling her ear as he leaned close.

He opened the box, inside, nestled on a bed of white satin, lay a breathtaking piece of jewelry – a floral crown crafted from delicate diamonds. Each petal was meticulously designed, some adorned with tiny thorns, others bursting into bloom.

It was both graceful and powerful. And it wasn’t quite a necklace, nor quite a tiara. It was a piece of art.

"Lewis," she breathed, her voice filled with awe. "It's…incredible."

He took the crown from the box, his touch gentle as he held it up to the light. "Anne Wintour helped me design it," he admitted, a hint of pride in his voice. "She said it reminded her of your outfit at the Met Gala, all those years ago."

Y/n held her breath as she looked at the jewelry. The floral crown, a memory of their initial spark, now reimagined with diamonds. The strength and beauty of their love that had blossomed despite adversity.

"The thorns," he said, her voice barely a whisper, "they represent the challenges we've faced, the distance, the different worlds..."

"And the flowers," he finished after clasping it to her neck, his voice husky with emotion, "represent our love, always blooming, even in the face of those challenges."

He adjust it to her skin, his touch gentle. "It's meant to be worn by someone who sees the world differently, who tells stories with every thread" he said, his gaze holding hers.

He cupped her hand in his, his eyes brimming with love. "Someone who wears her heart on her sleeve," he continued, his voice low and husky.

She turned and their lips met slowly, a lingering kiss that spoke volumes of their love and shared journey.

"Happy anniversary, Y/n," he whispered, pulling away but not letting go, his eyes shining brighter than any star.

"Happy anniversary, Lewis" she replied, the diamond floral piece catching the sunlight and reflecting a thousand tiny rainbows in their eyes.

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