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[divinespiritualgifts]

Bringing Faith on the Road: A Guide to choosing the Perfect Murugan Idol for Your Car Dashboard

In today's fast-paced world, our lives are often filled with busy schedules and constant movement, making it difficult to find moments of calm and spirituality. But even in the chaos of everyday life, there is an opportunity to incorporate faith and commitment into our journeys, especially when we travel. One way to achieve this is to decorate car dashboards with sacred symbols and statues. Among the many choices, Lord Murugan, a Hindu deity revered for his courage, wisdom and protection, holds a special place in the hearts of many devotees. In this comprehensive guide, we will explore the significance of Lord Murugan for car dashboard and provide valuable tips to choose the perfect idol for your spiritual journey.

Getting to Know Lord Murugan

Kartikeya or S. Lord Murugan, also known as like Kanda, is an important deity in Hindu mythology. Lord Murugan, a youthful deity riding a peacock and holding a spear, represents courage, justice and overcoming obstacles. Devotees seek his blessings for protection, guidance and spiritual enlightenment. His divine presence is believed to bring courage, wisdom and blessings to those who faithfully invoke his name.

The Importance of Car Dashboard Signs

A possible flight of cars and people express their beliefs and feelings. It is a sacred place. A place of prayer. It is moving. Devotees travel with idols and icons in their vehicles and seek God's shade and blessings. As a prominent and visible place on your vehicle, the dashboard is an ideal place to place religious items. For devotees having a murugan idol for car dashboard is not only a gesture of reverence but also a way to seek his guidance and safeguarding on the road. Although you can go for Lord murugan god idol photo frame for the car dashboardas well. It will take less space but the protection will be the same.

Choosing the Perfect Murugan Idol for Your Car Dashboard

When selecting a Murugan idol for your car dashboard, consider the following factors to ensure it aligns with your spiritual beliefs and preferences. Such as-

Material and Durability:Murugan God idol photo frames for car dashboard are available in various materials such as metal, plastic, and resin. Choose a material that is durable and suitable for the car environment, ensuring that the idol remains intact and undamaged during travel.

Size and Design: Consider the size and design of the idol in relation to your car dashboard. Select an idol that fits proportionally without obstructing your view or causing distractions while driving. Additionally, choose a design thatresonates with you aesthetically and reflects the divine attributes of Lord Murugan.

Symbolic Features: Pay attention to the symbolic features depicted in the Murugan idol, such as the vel (spear), the peacock, and other attributes associated with the deity. These symbols carry spiritual significance and serve as reminders of Lord Murugan's divine qualities.

Photo Frames: In addition to traditional idols, photo frames featuring Lord Murugan's image are also popular choices for car dashboards. Opt for a high-quality photo frame that captures the essence of Lord Murugan's divine presence and enhances the aesthetic appeal of your dashboard.

Benefits of Installing a Murugan Idol on Your Car Dashboard

The presence of a Murugan idol on your car dashboard offers numerous benefits, which are as follows-

Divine Protection:Lord Murugan is revered as the protector of devotees, and his idol on the dashboard is believed to safeguard occupants from accidents and mishaps during travel.

Spiritual Connection: The sight of Lord Murugan's idol serves as a constant reminder of your spiritual beliefs, fostering a sense of peace and devotion during journeys.

Cultural Identity: For individuals of Indian heritage or those who resonate with Hindu culture, installing a Murugan idol reflects their cultural identity and strengthens their connection to their roots.

Positive Energy: The presence of Lord Murugan's divine form in the car creates a sacred atmosphere, imbuing the journey with positive energy and auspiciousness. It clears your mind and helps to focus on the ongoing journey.

Increases Faith for confidence: It is very natural that every person who drives are always at risk. In such situation looking at Lord Murugan’s idol or photo can ease your mind while driving.

Enhance your car's spiritual ambiance with our exquisite Murugan idols! Crafted with precision and reverence, these idols bring blessings and positivity to your journey. Shop now at Diviniti and choose from our exclusive gift items collection. Elevate your car's interior with divine energy and embark on your travels with a renewed sense of peace and protection. Don't miss out – shop now and invite the divine presence into your car today!

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Birthday Girl | Joel Miller

pairing: fiancé!joel miller x fiancée!f!reader

rating: 18+, minors do not interact

warnings: lots of fluff, sweet fiancé joel, no outbreak, smut (birthday sex heh— f oral receiving, unprotected piv, fingering), joel talks you through it, praise, pet names (baby, darlin’, my love, princess), no use of y/n.

word count: 2.1k

author’s note: so today’s my 25th birthday and this is extremely self-indulgent. i’d love for someone to do this for me on a birthday in the future 🥹 also sorry for any mistakes, it was written rather quickly. this wasn’t revised. hope y’all enjoy <3

synopsis: Joel gives you a sweet surprise on your birthday.

divider by @saradika-graphics 🤍

“Baby. Baby, wake up.” The deep vibrato of Joel’s soft voice woke you, eyebrows pinched together as you slowly blinked open your eyes to wake up. 

You mumbled something incoherent and Joel chuckled, knowing you didn’t like to be woken on days you got to sleep in. 

“Get up, birthday girl, I have a surprise for you.” Joel kissed your forehead, then your nose, followed by one that lingered on your lips. You smiled against his lips and stretched your arms above your head, stiff joints popping in the process. 

“What time is it?” 

“It’s nine. I know you like to sleep in a little later, but I have something for you downstairs.” 

You blinked your eyes fully awake as they adjusted to the ample rays of sun shining through the curtains in your shared bedroom. Your gaze shifted to Joel and it immediately softened. The man you love more than anything stood before you with a crooked smile on his face and messy bed hair; body adorned with those delicious gray sweats you loved on him so much and a green t-shirt you always thought he looked good in. 

Just the sight of him nearly made your mouth water, but you checked yourself to behave as you’d just woken up. He held his hand out for you to take, and your soft digits slotted in his as he helped you up gently from bed. He tugged your hand to follow him downstairs, and you complied easily. 

As soon as you got downstairs, you saw rose petals atop the coffee table with two gift bags and a bottle of your favorite wine. 

“Joel, baby,” You grin, looking at him. “All for me?” 

He chuckles and squeezes your hand. “‘F course, my love. But let’s eat breakfast first.” He pulls you into the kitchen, and a sweet aroma fills your nose. You look down at the island, seeing all of your favorite breakfast foods. Joel even made a plate of chocolate chip pancakes with whipped cream on top in the form of a smiley face. 

You get teary-eyed at his sweet gesture, not ever getting used to the idea of someone caring so much for you on your special day. To him it could’ve just meant making breakfast and buying a couple of gifts, but to you, it meant the whole world. 

“Thank you so much, Joel. This is so thoughtful.” You wrap your arms around his torso, giving him a chaste kiss. 

“I love you, darlin’.” 

“I love you too handsome.” You grin up at him, enjoying the intimate moment of being wrapped in his embrace. He moves his hands down to your ass and taps it softly, slightly separating his body from yours. 

“Let’s eat breakfast.” 

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After breakfast, Joel insisted that you opened your presents with a promise that you’d be able to drink your wine in the evening with dinner. You tucked your legs under yourself as you leaned back against the couch, Joel handing you the first gift bag. You smile up at him and thank him, opening it carefully. 

You removed the black velvet box tucked inside, opening it to reveal a pretty gold watch with an emerald green face that you’d been wanting for awhile. You gasped in awe, admiring the beautiful piece as you rotated it in your hand. 

“It’s so beautiful, Joel. Thank you.” You kiss his cheek, carefully placing the watch back into the box. He hands you the next one and plants a heavy, warm hand on your bare thigh, rubbing circles into your soft skin. You open it up to find a gorgeous lavender lingerie set. The soft lace slides over your fingertips as your eyes spark with something darker, full of desire as you look back up at Joel. 

“I love it. Thank you, Joel.” You sit up on your knees to face him, taking his face in both hands as you bring him in for a kiss. 

He immediately reciprocates, wrapping his arms around your waist as he coaxes you to lay onto the plush carpet beneath you. You untuck your legs and open them for him so he can easily slot his broad body between them. He deepens the kiss as he cradles the back of your head, his other hand moving underneath his oversized t-shirt you were wearing. 

“Y’should wear the set on our honeymoon.” He breathes against you, breaking your lips for a few seconds before reattaching his lips to yours. You didn’t have time to respond so you moved your hands up to his thick curls, giving them a small tug. 

His calloused hands travel up until they reach the soft, pillowy flesh of your breasts, squeezing generously as he toys with one nipple between his index finger and thumb. You moan into his mouth, bucking your hips up to feel that he’s already rock hard in his gray sweats. 

Arousal was already thick in your panties, and you were dying to be touched by Joel. 

“Joel, please.” You whimper, needing his fingers, tongue, cock, anything to ease the ache in your core. 

“What the birthday princess wants, she gets.” He teases, nipping your collarbone before sliding his hands up your body to remove his shirt from you. He moves one hand down your sternum, skating his fingertips over your skin. Goosebumps rise at his touch, and he looks down at you with a knowing smirk. 

You take your bottom lip between your teeth, pleading with your eyes as best as you can. Joel’s gaze softens as he moves down to kiss you, moving his lips down your body. He makes sure to stop at each of your breasts, swirling his hot tongue around the pert buds before sucking lightly. You moan louder this time, the sensation shooting straight to your core. 

“Fuck, Joel.” You’re breathless and soaking, canting your hips up. Joel finally moves down, nipping as he goes, kissing your tummy a few times before moving down to your clothed core. He groans at the dark wet patch he can see through your panties. He runs his knuckle over the soaked fabric, causing your body to jolt slightly at the contact. 

Joel chuckles and moves down to kiss your clothed core, sticking his tongue out to lick the lace material. He was driving you crazy with his teasing, eliciting a whimper from your throat. He taps your hips twice, hinting to lift them up for him. You oblige instantly, and he easily slides the material off of your legs before spreading them again, tossing them over his shoulders. 

Your glistening heat was met with his gaze, and he looked up at you. You card your fingers through his hair, stopping at the crown of his head. He smiles at you and wastes no more time, moving to give your exposed heat a kiss. You softly moan at the contact, continuing to run your hands through his soft hair. 

He pokes his tongue out to lick your folds slowly, teasingly, lovingly. He was taking his time with you, lapping up your arousal at a languid pace. His tongue prodded into your entrance, fucking you slowly with the muscle. The curve of his nose was rubbing against your already sensitive clit as he did so, causing you to tumble toward your climax much faster than you’d anticipated.

Then again, you’d never met any man who could get you off as fast as Joel can. His skillful tongue knew exactly what it took to make you shake with pleasure, mouth constantly willing to praise your body over and over.

You were looking forward to it for the rest of your life. 

You gripped his dark curls to signal you were close, still being shy about talking too much during intimate moments like these with him. Joel always tried to coax you, but he knew you and your body so well by now that he could tell you were on your way to an orgasm before you could even make a gesture. 

“That’s it, pretty girl, there you go.” Joel coos, replacing his tongue with his fingers as they prodded your entrance. His fingers curled up to hit that sweet spot that drove you absolutely insane. 

“J-Joel, god, fuck—”

“I know baby, I know. Feels good doesn’t it?” 

Your brain couldn’t even conjure up a coherent sentence, so all you could do was nod desperately. The white hot coil brewing in your core was about to snap, waiting impatiently to take over your whole body with pleasure. 

Joel brought his mouth down to your clit and sucked it a few times, finally sending you over the edge. Your legs shook as your cunt spasmed, head fuzzy with euphoria. 

“There you go. That’s a good girl, let it all out. I’ve got ya.” Joel smeared his slick lips against your inner thigh, nipping your skin softly. The drag of his scruff had your skin on fire, sensitive to the touch. 

It took you a minute to come down from your high, finally catching your breath as you stared at your fiancé with glossy eyes and a fucked-out gaze. 

“Want more, baby? Need my cock too?” Joel smirked, that same smug look seeming to be permanent on his face. 

“Please,” You croaked out. “Need it so bad. Need you so bad, baby.” 

“Usin’ your manners n’ all. I’m all yours, darlin’.” Joel tossed his t-shirt over his head, stripping himself of his sweatpants and boxers as well. He was painfully hard, pre cum seeping from the weeping head of his cock. 

Your gaze shifted back up to his as he hovered above you, a soft look in his eyes that made you fall even more in love with him. He placed one hand by your head to steady his arm as he took his other one to stroke himself before lining up with your slick entrance. His eyes flicked back up to yours, and you gave him the smallest of smiles to let him know it was okay. 

He slowly slid into you, and you wrapped your arms around his neck, legs mirroring your arms as they wrapped around his torso. 

He leaned down to kiss you and you both sighed into each other as he reached the hilt, starting off by slowly rocking his hips. He kept whispering sweet praises in your ear— takin’ me so well, you’re so beautiful, love you so much, can’t wait for you to be my wife. 

Your wedding was only a few months away, and the thought of spending forever with your best friend in the whole world meant everything and more to you. 

Joel’s head dropped to your shoulder as his pace picked up, breathing ragged as his hips snapped into yours. 

“God, you feel so good Joel. No one ever compares to you, my love. Can’t wait to—” You squeeze your eyes shut as you feel your second orgasm slowly start to build. “—Can’t wait to be your wife. Spend the rest of my life with you.” You cry, hands moving to his back as you slide your fingers down to the plush of his ass. 

His hips rocked violently into yours at this point, groaning at your words. 

“My wife.” He grunts, and the slide of his heavy cock in and out of you at an unforgiving pace had you seeing stars. 

“M-husband.” Your words were slurred, absolutely cock drunk on the man pounding into you. That same coil wound up tightly, and Joel could feel you squeezing him. He moved a hand down to your clit, giving you that extra push you needed before you were diving over the edge, orgasm crashing down like waves kissing the shore. 

You chanted Joel’s name over and over, clenching around him to bring him to his end. His hips started to stutter, and he leaned down to nip your collarbone with kisses before burying his head in your neck as he reached his high. 

His thrusts were sporadic, filling you up with everything he had to offer. He slumped down, cradling your body as if you were a fragile flower in a field of thorns. 

Joel always made sure to let you know how much he loved you, even if it wasn’t through words. His actions said more than enough, loving you like you’ve never been loved before. 

He kissed the crown of your head as he slipped out of you, catching his breath. 

“Happy birthday, my love. I’ll be sure to make this year the most special you’ve had yet.” He squeezed you in his arms as reassurance following his sweet words.

And you, of course, knew that Joel Miller would lay down the whole world at your feet if he could. You had your best friend and lover all in one by your side, and that’s all you could wish for this year, and the many more to come.  

tags: @party-hearses ; @ilovepedro ; @bastardmandennis ; @nostalxgic ; @tinygarbage

[lancermylove]

Gifts (HC)

Fandom: Twisted Wonderland

Pairing: All x gn!Reader, minus Ortho.

Warning: None.

Prompt: His white day gift to you.

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Malleus

Malleus gifts you a bouquet of red crystal roses. Each flower is gracefully carved from red crystals, and the base stem and leaves are gilded in 24-karat gold.

His gift is meant to symbolize eternal love. He even takes it a step further by saying, "My love for you shall remain until the roses wither."

Lilia

If you are of age, he will gift you a bottle of aged wine.

If not, he will give you a bottle of juice as a joke just to see your reaction. Then, laugh and hand you a luxurious box of heart-shaped chocolates.

Silver

Silver hands you a white velvet box containing a necklace. The necklace has a pure silver base with a white iridescent opal pendant surrounded by diamonds.

Unknown to you, the necklace is actually a gift passed down to the woman in his family as a symbol of being part of his family. Congratulations, he indirectly proposed to you, and you accepted. Lilia is looking forward to the wedding.

Sebek

Gifts you an oversized white teddy bear with a red plaid ribbon around its neck. The teddy bear has a red heart on the left side of its chest.

He practically shoves it in your hands and looks away, not knowing what to say. He hopes that when you miss him, you will hug the teddy bear.

Riddle

Riddle goes through a list of gifts, not knowing which one to give you. He thinks jewelry, then switches to chocolates, but then feels too much sugar is not good.

So, he sticks with a traditional gift: a bouquet of white roses with red trim neatly held together by silver ribbons.

Ace

He goes all out for the gift and makes you a custom deck of playing cards, which are actually 52 reasons why he likes you. Each card has something he likes about you, from your appearance to your personality to the cute things you do that make him smile.

The gift is thoughtful, but part of you wonders why he chose to go all out. Did he do something? Something is definitely fishy.

Deuce

He gives you a white envelope with a lopsided heart drawn on the flap on the back. Inside the envelope is a heartfelt hand-written letter expressing his feelings. There are many scribbles, and apologies for the scribbles between the words, but you can tell each word holds meaning.

Along with the letter is a white ribbon that he wraps around your wrist and ties into an uneven bow.

Trey

He bakes you a cake with ingredients that he grew and harvested himself. And for the ones he bought, he made sure to purchase the finest ingredients.

The cake is layered with fluffy sponges, moistened with vanilla bean syrup, filled with a rich mascarpone and white chocolate blend, and enveloped in a silky white chocolate ganache. On top of the cake are rare white strawberries, highlighted with edible gold leaf and crushed pearls.

Cater

The first thing Cater does is check the internet for the most trending gifts for White Day. He narrows it down to a few gifts and eventually buys matching phone cases for the two of you.

The cases are white with pink, clear, and red crystals. He warns you to be careful with the case in the sunlight. Cater accidentally temporarily blinded Ace and Deuce by holding the case in the sunlight facing them. The shimmer of the crystals was too intense for the troublemaker duo.

Leona

Literally walks into a designer store and chooses the first thing that catches his eye. One can never go wrong with a scarf, right?

The white piped trim bandeau scarf is made of pure silk and has the designer's name monogrammed at the base of one of the ends.

Ruggie

Ruggie learns some recipes from his grandmother and cooks a meal for you. He tries to get the best ingredients he can, with the help of the garden club, so he can give you a decent quality meal.

The recipes are not fancy, nor is the plating, but he put a lot of effort into making it, so he hopes you like it.

Jack

He struggles to find a gift for you, and his siblings give him a few ideas, but none of them sit with him.

Jack gifts you a cactus terrarium with rare, colorful cacti arranged in a heart shape. But in case you don't like the gift, he also hands you a small box with a silver charm bracelet.

Vil

Vil contemplates gifting you apparel or something fashion-related. However, he thinks clothes and accessories wouldn't convey his message properly.

So, he settles for a hand-held mirror. The mirror is made of 24-karat gold with diamonds surrounding the edges. An intricate rose is carved on the back of the mirror, with the stem and leaves curving around the base.

He wants you to know that no gold or diamonds can match your beauty.

Rook

Rook sets up a scavenger hunt for you with some of the most beautiful locations on the campus, where he hides the next clue. The end of the scavenger hunt leads to a picturesque picnic spot in the middle of the woods near a waterfall.

He recites a romantic poem for you, half in English, half in French. Then, the two of you enjoy snacks and talk for a while. Rook hands you a bouquet of white roses with one red rose in the center. The white roses represent your beautiful soul, and the red rose is your priceless heart.

Epel

Epel learns how to knit and crochet from his grandmother so that he can make you a handmade gift for White Day. He can't pick a design, so his grandmother tells him to just follow his heart and not overthink.

He knits you a scarf, using your favorite color as a base. Inside the curves of the scarf, which will be hidden around your neck, are the words "I love you." Epel hides those words on the inside of the scarf because they are meant for you, not the world.

Azul

Azul wants to give you a physical gift but thinks that everyone gives physical gifts, so it's better to do something different.

In the end, he takes you to one of the finest restaurants under the sea, literally. You dine with sea creatures, trying out their unique and exclusive dishes.

Jade

At first, he is tempted to give you a mushroom terrarium but gives into his better judgment and gives you something you might like.

Jade presents you with a beautiful floral arrangement. The bouquet is thoughtfully arranged, and each flower symbolizes his feelings and love for you. Roses show his passion for you. Gerbera daisies represent the playful side you bring out in him and the joy you make him feel when he is with you. Alstroemerias show his care and support for you—know he will be there for you when you need him to. Lastly, Gladiolus represents his eternal love for you and his faithfulness towards you.

Floyd

He doesn't know what to get you, and his mood changes every time he decides on the 'right' gift. In the end, he gets frustrated and decides to just spend time with you in a fun place.

Floyd takes you to an amusement park. The two of you have fun, and he gets to spend the entire day with you.

Idia

His initial idea is something video game-related, but Ortho advises against it. He gives Idia a lecture about finding a meaningful gift.

So, Idia builds and programs a cell phone for you that has some of the most advanced features known to men. The phone makes your life easier - almost to the point that you think it, and the phone has it. With that phone, you might as well change your name to 007.

Kalim

When you arrive in your room, you freeze. Your entire room is filled with gift boxes, and Kalim is sitting in the center, grinning.

He didn't know what to get you and ended up getting you everything on the list, from chocolates to jewelry to teddy bears to clothes to handbags to you name it. It will take you about a day or two to open all the gifts. Good luck finding space for everything in your room and closet!

Jamil

Jamil knows from the start that he wants to give you something meaningful. The entire day is supposed to be special, so he doesn't want to give you a present and call it a day.

In the morning, he brings you breakfast that he cooked. Then, gives you a bouquet of flowers. In the afternoon, he hands you a neatly wrapped gift box with a white ribbon tied around it. Inside is traditional wear from Scalding Sands, but the patterns on the apparel are exclusive to his family. Another one indirectly proposes to you. Congrats!

In the evening, he has a candlelight dinner with countless dishes that he prepared himself.

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𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐊𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒 𝐌𝐊1 | 𝐒𝐔𝐆𝐀𝐑 𝐌𝐎𝐌𝐌𝐘!𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐋 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐏𝐓

TW: age gap, sugar!relationship, milf sindel, gn reader, power play, switch!sindel, v!sex, mommykink, use of sex toys, fingering, riding!face, overstimulation, oral ( f!re ), smut, praise.

SUGAR MOMMY!SINDEL - Who met you when you first visited her castle with other local servants, you were looking for a job and she found you adorable, looking you up and down, wanting to make you embarrassed on purpose.

SUGAR MOMMY!SINDEL - Who will slowly seduce you with her friendliness and cordiality, telling you how beautiful and polite you are, asking you what kind of adorable little creature you are and why you are there.

SUGAR MOMMY!SINDEL - Who will make you a friendly proposal, for you to keep her company in exchange for money, you will only need to take care of a few things, such as combing her hair, helping with makeup, choosing her clothes for party days and sleeping with her on lonely nights.

SUGAR MOMMY!SINDEL - Who likes to spoil you with large amounts of money daily, expensive gold-plated jewelry, diamond rings, necklaces and high-class clothes, all custom made for you.

SUGAR MOMMY!SINDEL - That makes you give small innocent kisses on her lips, sweet kisses that taste like the most expensive Edenian wine, while her hands rest on your chin, connecting your lips even more with hers.

SUGAR MOMMY!SINDEL - Who is jealous of anyone who gets too close to you, wrapping you in her arms in a tight hug, while placing your nose between her breasts - the smell of fresh lavender and soap was something warm, making you blush as she tangled her fingers in your hair, with a territorial look on you, marking you as hers.

SUGAR MOMMY!SINDEL - Who rides your face practically all day long, calling you a good boy/good girl for sucking her pussy so well, saying she'll spoil you with expensive gifts if you make her cum. "-Yes... my darling... just like that.. oh fuck- you're so good! Make mommy cum please.!"

SUGAR MOMMY!SINDEL - Who buys vibrators and sex toys for the two of you to use together, she loves using vibrators on you while you finger fuck her, she controls every strong or weak vibration in your core, making you overstimulated... and she won't stop until make you beg "-Come on baby... just use words, tell mommy sindel what you want..."

SUGAR MOMMY!SINDEL - Who likes to see you whimper and beg to cum while she fingers your cute hole, or fucks you with a strapon while you suck on the empress's soft and full breasts, making her moan and smile, stroking your hair. "-Not yet my little pearl, you'll only earn the money if you can hold on a little longer, okay? You'll only cum when mommy lets you."

𝓪𝓵𝓵 𝓻𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓽𝓼 𝓻𝓮𝓼𝓮𝓻𝓿𝓮𝓭 ©𝔂𝓪𝓷𝓭𝓮𝓻𝓮𝓼𝓽𝓪𝓻𝓪𝓷𝓰𝓮𝓵 2024. 𝓭𝓸 𝓷𝓸𝓽 𝓬𝓸𝓹𝔂, 𝓻𝓮𝓹𝓸𝓼𝓽 𝓸𝓻 𝓽𝓻𝓪𝓷𝓼𝓵𝓪𝓽𝓮

[yumiis]

｡ﾟﾟ･｡･ﾟﾟ｡ ﾟ。 DATING THEM ; BLAKE

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genre ; fluff/comfort

type; headcanons

read below!

yumi, or as you know him, blake, isn't too big on PDA, but when you're in private, he loves holding your hand and rubbing your back.

his love language is 100% quality time and ALSO gift giving. for holidays or your birthday, he'll ask you for a detailed list of what you want, and he WILL be buying everything on the list.

he doesn't so much like public dates as much as he does just staying inside and watching movies or cooking together.

on the topic of cooking, he LOVES cooking with you. he'll ask you to look up simple recipes for you two to make for dinner, and that'll be a little date night!

when you guys are cuddling, he does NOT ever wanna be the little spoon. you'll have to bribe him with something he loves a LOT in order for him to succumb to being the little spoon

but you have to admit, since he's pretty tall, it is really nice being held by him.

when you guys hit about the 6 month mark in your relationship, he got you a gold plated bracelet with a "B" engraved on it, so on your 1 year anniversary, you bought him a chain with your initial hanging from it.

he's also a big sucker for buying you flowers for any occasion. big or small, he's buying you a really gorgeous bouquet from the store.

he also has a list of your favorite things, so he knows what to look for while gift shopping.

when you noticed he didn't have the list anymore, you asked why he deleted it. his response was, "well, i think i know you well enough to NOT need a list of shit you like."

[divinespiritualgifts]

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Perks Of Gold Plated Products 

They are affordable

In comparison to any other opulent gifting products, gold-plated products are the most inexpensive ones. When a solid gold gift item can burn your pocket, a subtle gold-plated gift item will save you some serious money. People have begun purchasing them owing to their affordability. 

Appears exactly like gold

We cannot mention the benefits of gold-plated products without mentioning this point. One opts for a gold-plated product only because it bears resemblance to an ordinary gold gift item. An untrained eye will never be able to tell the difference. 

Are great pieces of decoration

Whether you are buying a new house or redecorating your existing one, nothing looks more splendid than these products. The plating process lets the item have a solid gold luster, along with being so affordable. Hence, you know you have the right touch of brilliance when you buy gold plated gifts. 

They are easy to prepare

Another benefits of the almost gold-like products are they are very easy to make. By owning a gold-plated present of a particular style, you can easily be a part of the trend. Also, you do not have to stress about the huge investment that you have to do. 

Possibilities of a plethora of designs

Another major benefit is that you get to choose from a wide range of designs. Yes, you heard that right. When you opt for a gold-plating gift item, you are getting a lot of options. Choose anyone of them which you find beautiful. Also, you can present them to the people you love. 

Wrapping It Up

After knowing these benefits, do you want to buy gold plated wall clocks? Then, you should definitely get in touch with Diviniti. They sell the most exquisite range of gold plated god photo frames at very nominal prices. Visit their website today and explore a wide range of classic and opulent 24-carat gold gift items.

[sajidhaji]

[avis-writeshq]

valentine – tsukishima kei

w/c: 1.5kei

a/n: written for @sugardaddyreo and her valentines day event <3 sorry for how LATE this is

genre&warnings: rated 15+ for timeskips and suggestive??? ; reader wears a dress and uses makeup

summary: “i blinked and suddenly i had a valentine.”

SERVICE

I've rejected affection/For years and years

“I think I need three years worth of sleep to get over the day I just had,” You grumble, dropping your bag on the couch and wiping your face with both hands in exhaustion. At Kei’s laugh, you shoot him a pointed glare. “I mean it!”

He snorts, gently placing a hot cup of jasmine tea on the coffee table in front of the couch. “I didn’t say anything!”

Your glare softens when you take the cup of tea in your hands, the warmth radiating from the mug calming you down. “Thanks, Kei.” You take the time to look around your shared apartment, heart bursting when you notice the tidied countertop, the neatly arranged books and the vacuumed floors. “You cleaned?”

“You could use the help,” He responds nonchalantly, picking up his book. “I know how hard it is working with the new interns. You complain about it every day and come home at ungodly hours.”

You’re so moved you feel like you want to cry. So you cry. Tears prickling and building before falling when you blink. You sniffle, wiping them away with your sleeves and Kei jumps up in alarm.

“Shit, are you okay? (Y/N), baby, why are you crying?” He’s quick to grab you tissues and he runs a hand through your hair as you blow your nose. 

“I- I- I’m,” you babble like a baby, the stress from the day and the adoration you feel for your boyfriend bubbling up to the surface. “I love you so m- mu- much!”

Kei rolls his eyes at your words, holding you close to his chest. “Mhm, love you too.”

GIFTS

Now I have it and damn it/It's kind of weird

“Welcome back!” You smile, looking up from your book. “How was practice?”

“Normal,” Kei shrugs, running a hand through his hair. “I’m gross. Gonna take a shower quickly.”

Your eyes widen, “wait, hold on, I have something for you!”

He raises an eyebrow, your comment clearly piquing his interest. 

“Okay, you have to close your eyes.” Your grin is contagious and Kei can’t help the smile that grows on his lips. He hears the opening and closing of the fridge and a cold box being placed into his hands. “And… open it!”

He does as you say and the look of surprise on his face is undeniable as he looks at the pink, white and gold cake box. The cake box in itself was incredible with gold accents and a window to see directly what it holds. And of course, you being you, decided to buy strawberry shortcake from one of the most expensive bakeries in Sendai. 

“(Y/N)...” Kei begins slowly, eyeing you. “Why did you–”

“It’s a thank you!” You beam, taking the box from his hands and opening it up. “For everything you’ve done. I mean, you’ve done so much for me I figured I could repay the favour.”

Cheeks flushed and ears red, Kei watches you cut a slice of the cake and place it onto a small white plate. Before he realises it, a cake-clad fork is waving in front of his face, a cheeky grin on yours. 

“Don’t waste it~” You say in a sing-song voice, holding out the fork to him. “C’mon, Kei, my hand’s getting tired!”

Begrudgingly, he opens his mouth to take a bite. It’s the best cake he’s ever had.

WORDS

He tells me I'm pretty/Don't know how to respond/I tell him that he’s pretty too/Can I say that? Don’t have a clue

“Kei, c’mon, we’re gonna be late!” You yell, fixing up your hair from the reflection of the fridge. 

He lets out an audible groan from the bathroom and you roll your eyes at his antics. He emerges seconds later, eyes on his wrists and adjusting his cufflinks. “Stupid celebration dinner. Do I really have to-“

Kei freezes as he looks up, his cheeks hot and ears red as his eyes follow along your body. You smile, tucking hair behind your ear as you walk up to him.

“Yes, babe, you need to come to this celebration dinner.” He flushes harder when you take his arm to fix his cufflinks, his right arm held out towards you. You chuckle at his silence, letting his arm go. “All done! Alright, we better not keep the others-”

He cuts you off curtly with a quick kiss to the lips and you feel your head explode as you stammer. “I- what?”

Kei grins teasingly – mockingly, even – despite his face being almost as red as yours. “You look pretty.”

You feel your face heat up again and you resist the urge to wipe your face to calm yourself down, lest you ruin your lashes that you so helplessly curled to the chagrin of your eyelids. After a few moments of silence (and Kei looking anywhere but you), you respond with your own teasing glint. 

“You look pretty yourself, babe.”

His teammates tease him endlessly when they see the red lipstick stain on the collar of his shirt and the slight swell to his lips. 

TIME

With every passing moment/I surprise myself/I'm scared of flies/ I'm scared of guys/Someone please help

“This is nice,” You say quietly, hands tucked under your head as you look up at the sky. The bright stars dotting the sky as you lie on the roof of the campervan. 

It’s been too long since you were able to spend time with Kei, so the moment he had more than a weekend to himself it was decided that you’d have a short road trip around the countryside of Japan. With blankets along the roof of the van, you enjoyed the serenity and the silence that the night time came with.

Kei hums from beside you, legs folded in a crossed position, head looking up at the stars. “Yeah.”

“I’ve missed you, y’know,” You reveal quietly, eyes on the stars and not looking at your lover lest you begin to cry. “Like, a lot.”

He exhales. “I know, I’m sorry.” He mumbles something else quietly and you know better than to ask. 

“How’ve you been?”

Silence echoes through the crisp midnight breeze before, “Better now that you’re here.”

You can’t help the laugh that bubbles out of your throat as you turn to look up at him. “That bad?”

He groans, throwing his head back to enunciate his point. “They’re so fucking loud.”

“Worse than Kageyama and Hinata? And Tanaka-san and Nishinoya-san?”

“God, they’re a million times worse.” 

You grin teasingly, “But you love them, right?”

He scoffs, “not as much as I love you.”

It’s your turn to groan, hitting him on the thigh with a satisfying slap. “You can’t just say stuff like that! It’s so embarrassing!” 

“Alright, I’ll stop, pipsqueak.”

“Oh, my god, I’m average height you asshole.”

“I don’t think anyone’s called me an asshole since high school.” 

You roll your eyes, smirking. “Maybe not to your face.”

He’s quiet before responding, “I can’t believe you called me an asshole. And here I thought you loved me.”

“Ha, as if!” You shriek as he hits you with a pillow. “Kei!”

“Yes, my dear?” He smirks as he says it – teasingly and mockingly. 

You pout, “I hate you.”

He hums, “the feeling is mutual.”

TOUCH

'Cause I think I've fallen/In love this time

You pull away from Kei’s lips, breaths mixing together and lips cherry red from the assault. Your own cheeks are hot with embarrassment as he looks at you with all the love in the world and your heart constricts. One of his arms rest against wall your back is against and his knee between your legs as his hands rest at your waist, moving only to brush hair at your face. 

You’re drunk of his kisses as you close the gap again, desperate as he presses his lips harder against yours. His glasses are long gone, tossed haphazardly on the desk beside you. He kisses your jawline and down your neck, the grip on your waist tightening with each moment. 

“God, I love you so much,” He breathes against your skin and your breath hitches at the sudden confession. “So fucking much.”

Tears prickle your eyes as he rests his forehead against yours and you loosely wrap your arms around his neck. 

“I love you, too,” You whisper, and you smile when his amber eyes meet yours. “So much.”

He reconnects your lips to his, sucking gently at your bottom lip and you can’t hold back the satisfied hum that escapes you. He kisses you with more fervour in that moment than he has the entire week and your heart swells once more at the feeling. Breaths mixing, cheeks warm and heart full, you feel his hands cup your face. 

Another confession of I love you leaves you and you relish in the way his cheeks darken and his ears turn red. He says the same.

I blinked, and suddenly I had a valentine.

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[oxydiane]

The first time Harry unwraps a birthday present that doesn’t make him want to cry after uttering a tight lipped ‘thank you’ he is nine.

He is turning nine and not waking up in the cupboard under the stairs. He is turning nine and doesn’t have to watch over Dudley’s bacon on the stove and bite his lip as he watches Aunt Petunia scoop a much more abundant portion of eggs in his cousin’s plate. He is turning nine and the carefully wrapped box in front of him is much bigger than anything he had been allowed to keep in his cupboard.

Sirius Black sits in front of him, a nervous smile on his face.

It seemed to be a default for his godfather, Harry thinks. That’s the same nervous smile he had sported when he showed up at Privet Drive announcing he was taking Harry away.

Harry had hidden behind the door, then, quietly listening to Sirius explain his name had recently been cleared and he was Harry’s rightful guardian. He used a lot of big words, explaining carefully as if he had prepared a speech ahead, as if he had got ready for a fight.

He doesn’t need to fight anyone, the Dursleys are all-too-eager to give him away.

Harry packs all his belongings in record time, there hadn’t been much anyways, and he walks out of Privet Drive, number 4 hand in hand with his godfather.

He walks out of Privet Drive, number 4 for the last time and that had felt like a dream come true already.

‘So? Aren’t you going to open it?’ Sirius asks, pushing the gift towards Harry.

Harry nods. ‘Thank you.’

‘No need to thank me already, you haven’t even opened it,’

Harry blinks, confused. Aunt Petunia didn’t like it when he wouldn’t thank them for each thing he was given, from Dudley’s worn out socks to the broken clothes hanger he had unwrapped on his sixth birthday. But Sirius wasn’t Aunt Petunia.

He scratches the tape on the side of the box, careful not to ruin the wrapping,

A surprised sigh escapes his mouth when he sees what looks like a box of LEGOs. It was a big box too, and he knew LEGOs were expensive. But after a second look he realises that it had nothing to do with the bright red toys Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon would buy Dudley, because the pictures on this box moved and bright gold letters spelled out ‘Build Your Own Quidditch Pitch!’

‘I didn’t really know what you’d like,’ Sirius speaks to fill in the silence, he scratches the back of his head with one hand looking rather bashful. ‘I know you probably don’t know much about Quidditch, but your dad loved it, so I thought—‘

‘My dad loved it?’ Harry bites his tongue when he realises he’s interrupted his godfather. He didn’t want him to be annoyed or mad at him but the mention of his dad, and to know what he loved—

‘Yeah, his room used to be full of these gimmicks,’ he says fondly and Harry breathes a sigh of relief, because Sirius wasn’t mad he had interrupted him.

He looks back down at the box, the golden letters and moving figures flying all over the cover. His dad used to love this? He was holding something that his dad used to love.

He doesn’t notice it, the way tears start welling up his eyes, at least not until Sirius stands up looking alarmed.

‘Shi— I’m sorry, I’m sorry, you don’t like this? It’s okay, we can go out and you can choose anything you want as a special birthday treat, okay? We can throw this away—‘

‘No!’ Harry is shocked by how loud his voice is. His arms wrap protectively around the big box on the table and he shakes his head violently. ‘I love it!’

Sirius seems to calm down at once, and Harry feels his hand gently rest against his head and twist his hair.

‘Alright, I’m happy you liked it, sprong,’

‘Loved it!’ Harry insists, eyes still wet.

‘I’m happy you loved it.’

Harry relishes in the soft touch, something he was still trying to get accustomed to.

He was nine years old, and he got a birthday present.

[sergle]

Hey! Can I ask you for some advice? I want to get my friend a gift, but she's the type who will not accept expensive gifts, she prefers to treat herself. But, she DOES love cosmetics like nail polish, and I thought, ohhh, I know who to ask about that. So, do you have any recommendations for good bang for your buck for the gal who has everything, nail polish-wise?

HMMMMM!!! That's hard if she's The Gal Who Has Everything, if you dip into a brand that you know she likes, then you can't be totally sure you're not buying her a polish she already has... you're going to have to break into her house and write down the names of all her nail polish No but like. As a nail polish girl, the first thing on the table is that this is a rare occasion where I don't think a gift card is a cop out at all! Like, if there's a specific brand she really goes after, then going that route would just allow her to pick up a future release of her choosing, or specific stuff she has an eye on. If she's a nail polish girlie but has a brand you DON'T think she's frequented a lot (mooncat, ilnp, starrily, holotaco are all ones with catalogues that I like a lot- mooncat is probably highest quality and ilnp has the most range and the best deals) then hitting some of the polishes from there will mean you aren't risking doubling her up on some product. As far as picking colors and finishes, that's the fun part, that'd be up to you. The last option, also, the foolproof one: get shades from a collection of polish that is a New Release! And pray that she's not buying it at the same time as you. lmao Bang for your buck: I think one of the more fun things I've gotten for myself was gold leaf/gold flake? that shit they put on ice cream to justify the price hike in expensive restaurants. It's very very cheap to pick some up, and it's fun to use for nail art! You can also get her Tools and Basics that are helpful, like unusual magnets if she uses magnetic polish, glass nail files, cuticle pushers, stamping plates, or maybe a cute nail mat. One of those silicone ones. If she does gel (or is inch rested in it but hasn't done it herself) there are some pretty affordable gel kits by beetles, w the curing lamps too, I actually got one for myself one time. (but I don't do gel nails anymore) (I don't like taking them off) (but if she's a long-wear nails person she might enjoy doing gels at home) and if you do this, then you so need to buy her some buffing powders. That's like the number one reason to try gel, is you get to use those cool as fuck powders that don't work on regular nail polish. The Twinkled T ones are great. Buffing powders are how you get those really smooth glass-like looks like this:

and a tub of that shit is like $12. But it doesn't work on regular polish! I think that's all I've got. hope that helps!!

[faithisasuperstar]

delicate → lamina

lamina!tbosas x reader

notes → in which you get to live a soft, domestic life with lamina. cottagecore lesbians trope and not ashamed. feminine intended reader

warnings → short, but her tag is so bare i needed to do something about it. not edited & uploaded via iphone.

     lamina’s thick, red hair combed through your fingers as you parted it into three separate sections, beginning the works of a braid. both of your schedules had finally aligned, allowing you to spend your free time with the girl for the first time in a while. wind blew in from the open window, causing the dainty curtains to flutter, and the cool draft gave you goosebumps. lamina was humming a familiar tune, an old generational lullaby, as your finger got to work, expertly twisting her auburn hair into a simple but classy braid. these days were the ones you cherished the most. serene, intimate, nothing but tranquil as lamina and you simply focused on your eternal love for each other. 

     the two of you were patiently awaiting the baked goods lamina had made to finish cooking in the oven. it was rare that lamina and you ever got to enjoy sweets, as the ingredients were very hard to come by. knowing how much lamina loved to bake, though, you had saved up to buy everything she would need. lamina must have been keeping track of the time, because as soon as you finished with her hair, she sprung up, walking over to the oven. as she pulled the assortment of sweets out, carefully placing them on the countertop, the aroma filled the room. it was mouthwatering, sickeningly sweet, just like lamina. it wasn’t a bad thing, being overly sweet. if anything, it put you into even more of a sugar craze. you couldn’t get enough of her and her baking.

     in total, she had made three short of a dozen shortbread cookies, even though they may have been slightly out of season. you would eat anything she made, though, knowing she did it all with love. while she tended to her sweets, you snuck outside the back door, allowing your bare feet to connect with the grass. there was a patch of daisies out back. small, white flowers that you plucked individually, cradling them in your palm as you slipped back inside. lamina had displayed her cookies on an old, plate of china. the lone dish had been an anniversary gift to her parents. rimmed with gold paint, with small, orange flowers embroidered on it as well. lamina beckoned for you to sit, but you were on a mission, walking up behind her. the girl was confused, but trusted you enough that she wasn’t bothered. you took the daisies, weaving them into her braid as a final touch. you couldn’t help but smile at your handiwork. the white of the flower was a gorgeous juxtaposition against her auburn hair.

     “beautiful,” she grinned at your compliment, cupping your face with her hand. grabbing one of the cookies, lamina held it up for you to try. you didn’t hesitate in taking a bite, groaning in delectation as the flavor overwhelmed your senses. lamina never missed when baking. it was her passion, after all. and she was yours.

[lou-struck]

Fuel to the Fire

Kyojuro Rengoku x reader

25 Days of Ficmas Day 4

Modern Au!

WC:1.6k

~You love getting the mail during the holidays but when you receive a letter you have no interest in looking at, your boyfriend has a solution. 

Warnings: Reader has a shit ex boyfriend, Guess who?, mentions of past relationship trauma, fear of abandonment, a bit of crying but its all good, happy ending.

Your fingers furiously dance across your keyboard as you search through your laptop. Your work is having a party at the end of the week to celebrate the holiday season, and they chose to do a Secret Santa gift exchange amongst the coworkers. 

When the time came for you to pick your Secret Santa out of the hat, you chose one of your friends from the other department. Immediately, you knew what you had to get for them. 

They are really into your city’s local music scene, so you wanted to throw in two tickets to see a new band they are interested in before they leave to go on tour. You are on the venue’s website, but when you go to buy the tickets, you realize they don’t actually go on sale until tomorrow.

With a frown, you shut your laptop, sliding it under the couch, hoping you’ll remember to get them tomorrow. 

As you wallow in your poor timing, the front door opens with enthusiasm. The chilly outside air clashes with the heat from the small flames that are dying out in your fireplace as your Fiance Kyojuro Rengoku walks in, “I’m home,” he declares happily, greeting the familiar walls you painted together with a big smile. The world around you seems to brighten up as if he had just pulled the sun from the cloudy sky and placed it in the center of your living room. His smile is infectious, and you find yourself returning it with one just as gleeful.

When his gaze of gold and Crimson lands on you, the look of pure, energetic joy becomes impossibly more so in a way that can make you feel like the only person in the world. “Guess what?” he asks, practically bounding towards you, his arms full of what you can only assume to be teaching materials. 

How is it possible to smile so much from simply seeing another person? Your cheeks hurt just a bit, but it’s well worth it. “What is it?” 

“Dinner is on its way,” he cheers. Setting the bumble of parchment down on the table to give you his full attention. “I ordered some food from that new place across from the school, and I heard from my students that it’s going to be Tasty.”

You can’t help the snort you make at his enthusiasm. To Kyojuro, any food that hits his plate is tasty, but still, your mouth waters at the prospect of an easy meal with your partner after a long day. “Thank you for ordering,” you say gratefully, wrapping your arms around his incredibly warm frame. 

It’s strange that no matter the temperature, he always runs hot. 

‘Probably because he is.’ you shamelessly think to yourself as he loosens his flame-patterned tie and unbuttons the top button from his off-white dress shirt. On anyone else, the combination could look strange, but with him and his two-toned golden and red hair, it looks natural.

“Guess what else I brought?” he grins, gesturing down to the pile of parchment he had abandoned in favor of giving you a squeeze. Upon closer inspection, you realize that they are not teaching materials at all; it’s a large stack of stamped envelopes.

“Are these all Christmas cards?” you ask excitedly, bending down and examining the pile more closely. There must be dozens of them here.

This year in particular, you and Kyojuro have been sent Christmas cards from practically everyone in your lives. It has gotten to the point that your small little mailbox has to be emptied daily. You have quite the collection of cards and love seeing pictures of your friends, family members, coworkers, and, of course, their pets. All the cheesy family-style photos fill your hearts with so much joy that the two of you have made a routine of opening them up together. 

Your fridge is completely covered in the cards, but you are sure there is room for more. Somewhere.

He laughs aloud, sensing your excitement. It has been a few days since you guys have had the time to go through all the cards, so there is a lot to catch up on. “I look forward to spending this time with you. I’ll go shower, and then we can look through them all together.”

 “Sounds perfect, Kyo, I’ll go grab the others and make us some tea.” you hum as he disappears down the hallway.

The gentle drumming of the showerhead can be heard down the hallway as you wander throughout your home, putting a kettle of water on the stove, toss a few logs on the dying fire, and pull out the large stacks of mail from the past few days to join with today’s haul. 

While it is true you have received an enormous amount of Christmas cards, you see other types of mail littered in the stack. Magazines, coupon sheets, bills. So you take it upon yourself to sort through the package before Kyojuro gets out of the shower. 

The large bushel of papers rests next to you on the couch as you begin to sort the mail into piles. One for junk mail and advertisements, one for bills and statements, one for coupons you would actually use, one for catalogs and magazines, and one much larger one for all your christmas cards. 

You listen to the wood crack in the fireplace as you peacefully read the labels on the various envelopes before you notice a single envelope with just your name printed on the front. You freeze, recognizing the return address belonging to your no-good-ex-boyfriend.

The same ex-boyfriend who cheated on you, repeatedly lied about it, and ran off to start some kind of cult.

Why would he be contacting you?

You have no love in your heart for that man. The best thing he ever did for you was break up with you so you could meet Kyojuro. 

The one who healed your battered heart with his genuine smiles and unconditional love.

Your mind’s going a million miles a minute as you worriedly wonder what you should do with this letter. 

You are so caught up with what to do with this damn letter you don’t notice Kyojuro come back into the room. His long hair is still damp from the shower as he comes to stand directly in front of you. “Our takeout is twenty minutes away~” he cuts himself off, and his usual relaxed smile drops when he sees the look of distress on your features. “What’s wrong, Fireball?”

What if he gets mad when he sees the letter and assumes the worst?

You drop your hand holding the letter quickly, guiltily, and look up at his with big eyes. “It’s nothing.” 

His features soften as he comes to sit next to you, not too close so that you can have your space until you can tell him what is bothering you. “It doesn’t seem like nothing.” his hand comes toward yours, and you tense up, believing he is going for the letter, but when it comes to rest gently on top of your own, your heart begins to beat again. 

‘He is kind,’ the voice in your head says to you. ‘He loves you and deserves the truth.’ 

With a deep breath, you show him the envelope. “It’s from him,” you say shakily. “I don’t know what he wants, but all I know is I don’t want anything to do with him.”

Kyojuro looks at you with nothing but gentleness and love in his eyes. “Do you want to open it?”

You shake your head quickly. You really don’t. Even holding this damn letter causes your skin to tingle and itch from stress. “I want nothing to do with him.” 

He nods supportively. “Would you want to get rid of it?” He waits for your nod before gently taking the envelope from your hand. 

“Thank you for being so cool about this,” you say softly, thinking back to years of gaslighting and guilt trips from relationships past. “I was worried you would think I was trying to communicate with him.”

There is a flash of pain in his eyes as he reaches out for you. But from the way he holds you against his beating heart, you know that the pain he feels is for you. “y/n, there is nothing in this world you could do to make me think any less of you. You are the spark that sets my heart ablaze.”

“That’s pretty hot, Kyo.” You sniffle quietly, your heart healed enough for you to make a pun. Even if no one else would laugh at your weak pun, Kyojuro’s laughter makes it seem like pure comedic genius. 

He hums and pulls a bit away from you, a gleam of inspiration in his gaze. “You have given me a wonderful Idea. Are you sure you want me to get rid of this letter?” he holds up the envelope with his usual bright smile as if it was as insignificant as junk mail.

“Yes, let’s toss it.” you giggle. 

“I have a better Idea,” he steps towards the fireplace and unceremoniously tosses the letter into the flames. They devour its new fuel, fluttering around the bricks in wild tendrils before dying down to their previous size mere seconds later.

As if it never existed in the first place...

Your eyes watch the last few scraps turn to dust, and you feel free.

“Just what I thought,” he laughs, placing his hands proudly on his hips in a little power pose. “Fire beats paper every time.”

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