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[moonkisseddelight]

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[thestoryofusstan]

Uptown Girl

pairing: fashion designer!harry x younger!fashion designer!reader

summary: you’re working in a designer boutique, and just so happen to have a late entrance when world-renowned designer harry styles visits for a collaboration. he seems to take a liking to you, and you aren’t sure if that makes you relieved or more anxious

warnings: some cursing, not edited as usual

-

harry styles was a well-known name. ceo and founder of pleasing, a nail polish and perfume company. he also owned many other companies, but really, there were too many to keep track of. he was also, most importantly, one of the biggest fashion icons.

you were very familiar with him— had saved up every penny when you were younger to buy a pleasing perfume and now owned a very small collection of their nail polishes.

so, of course, you lost your shit when you found out he’d be coming into your job.

you were a fashion design major at nyu, and had gotten a job at a very esteemed designer (not one of the name brands, but still). although you did expect the job to have more opportunities to.. actually design fashion, you were still grateful nonetheless.

it was just your luck that the day that harry styles was coming in, you were late. it wasn’t your fault! really, it wasn’t! you were always on time because you got anxious at the mere thought of being late.

by the time you parked, you practically ran to the store, silently praying you wouldn’t break a leg as you were running in heels.

“i’m not late am i?” you ask breathlessly as you finally enter the store, fixing your hair and outfit.

you had curled your hair the night before, so they were still pretty much intact. your outfit consisted of black heels, brown dress pants, and a black, tight-fitting turtleneck.

“yes, y/n. you are late,” your boss gave you a look, and you knew you’d be in trouble. “mr. styles, i am so sorry. our employs are.. usually punctual.”

your head snaps over to look in the direction she was talking, and your heart drops when you make eye contact with harry styles.

great.

“mr. styles, i am so sorry,” you apologize.

“it’s perfectly alright,” he gives a kind smile.

that makes you feel a bit better.

“y/n, a word in my office please.”

you deflate as you look back to your boss and follow her to her office

the second the door is closed, she’s chewing you out.

“how unprofessional can you be? i know you are in college, but jesus christ!”

“i’m sorry! there was so much traffic, and my car is so old it stops working if i go faster than 50, and—“

“i don’t need excuses,” she cuts you off. “i need you to be more professional.”

you inhale, “i am sorry, but it was not my fault. i have never once been late before, and you know that. it was a one-time mistake.”

“it better be.”

she walks out and slams the door to the office, leaving you alone in there.

you look up to the ceiling as you bite your lip and try not to cry.

after taking a few minutes to collect yourself, you walk back out into the otherwise empty store and slap a smile on your face.

you do your usual tasks of tidying the store and fixing the mannequins.

mr. styles, his team, and your boss (her name was diane but she was more like satan) were all working on sketching designs and throwing some fabrics onto the mannequins to get a rough idea of what they wanted.

“i don’t know if i like it,” mr. styles murmurs, staring at the mannequin. you glace over at it and have to force yourself to not make a face.

no shit, he didn’t like it. it was bad.

the sketch was good, but the color combination was all wrong and the whole thing was too.. chunky. in the way that everything was flowy and baggy, so it had no shape.

“well, what do you not like about it?” diane asks.

“i’m not sure. it doesn’t look quite right.”

“you have to fix the shape,” you say to yourself as you fix the files of custom orders to be done.

“what was that?”

your head snaps up, and you realize he heard you.

“oh. uh.. i was just—“

“talking to herself,” diane interrupts, glaring at you. “she’s an intern. don’t mind her.”

“no, i’d like to hear what she has to say. might have the answer to our issue. let’s hear it— what was your name again?”

“y/n l/n,” you squeak out.

“well, y/n, what do you think is wrong?”

you hesitantly walk over, “well.. i can see the idea. but it’s just not.. executed well. the whole thing is too flowy.”

“isn’t the point for it to flow?” he asks, raising a brow.”

“it is,” you answer quickly, “but.. there has to be something that isn’t as.. baggy, i suppose. something has to be tight-fitting. it doesn’t have any shape. it just kinda.. looks like a box.”

he stares at you for a moment, and diane clears her throat.

“y/n, this is time for the professionals. get back to—“

“no, diane. she is.. she’s right. it does need shape.”

at his words, the people around him begin to pin it differently.

“and the colors,” you rush out. “the colors don’t.. it’s supposed to be a statement piece, right?”

“that’s the goal,” he nods.

“well.. the colors are too.. light. they’re more pastel, which is fine, but for it to really be a statement, it’s better to use brighter ones. or at least make one of them brighter. i would.. i think make the base the brighter one.”

diane looks ready to kill you.

mr. styles laughs, “well, don’t you know a lot? diane, where did you find her? wish my interns knew half as much as her.”

your face grows hot.

“she’s a student,” diane sighs.

“a student?” he asks.

“i… uh.. i study fashion at nyu. fashion design— i’m in my last year.”

he seems to sense that you're damn near about to shit your pants, because he grins at you (slightly patronizing, but also kind), before turning back to diane.

"i'd like her to be with me for the rest of the project. y/n, darling, how much are y'makin' here?"

your stutter, "uh--... $15 an hour."

he tuts his tongue like that's horrible, "i'll pay.. ten times that while y'workin' with me."

your eyes widen, "wh-- that's not-- you don't have to--"

"nonsense. it's what most people i work with start with. i'll up it if needed, of course. and you obviously don't have to, but i'd love your insight."

"i-- no, i-- i'd love to, i.."

"great," he grins, and you're extremely dizzy. what the hell was going on?

"uh.. mr. styles, if i may give my opinion," diane pipes up.

"you may," he eyes her skeptically.

"y/n is a student. she's still learning, and she's never worked on anything here. it's very risky to--"

he cuts her off by asking you a question, "have you designed things? sketched 'em out and all that?"

you nod.

"i'd hope you've also done the whole... actually sewing things together and really making them?"

you nod again.

he turns back to diane, "seems like she's got experience," he looks back to you, "do y'have photos of any of those?"

"yeah-- they're.. i think i left them in my car. i have photos on my phone."

"we'll meet later to look at all that, then. i'll give you my number later. for now.. i'd like your input on our other ideas."

-

for the rest of the day, you follow harry around, and you sort of feel like a lost puppy just following him around and answering when he asks something of you.

after a while, you got more comfortable giving your input without being prompted, but you always tiptoed around what you were really trying to get at in fear that you'd anger him.

at the end of day, he put your number in his phone with the promise that he'd text you later about more details.

-

the text came three days later.

From: (Maybe): Harry

Hello, Y/N. This is Harry. Would you be free to meet tomorrow at noon to discuss the details of the project? Please bring your sketches and any photos of designs you've done, and anything else you feel necessary.

To: Harry Styles

Hi! I should be free tomorrow, yeah. Where do you want to go?

From: Harry Styles

I'll let you decide.

To: Harry Styles

There is this one coffee shop named Maman?

Sent Location: 239 Centre St, New York, NY

From: Harry Styles

Alright. I'll see you tomorrow, Y/N. Have a nice rest of your day.

To: Harry Styles

You too!

-

you spend the rest of your night fretting about what to wear. you were stuck in between classy but not too fancy, but also not too casual. comfy, but not so comfy that you looked like you didn't give a shit. but also not so uncomfortable that you were, well, uncomfortable, and looked like you were trying too hard.

you'd eventually settled for something simple. long, light-wash denim skirt, a plain black top, and some mary janes. you tied some of your hair back with a white ribbon, did some natural makeup, and called it a day.

you got to the coffee shop at 11:45 and ordered your drink, as well as a chocolate croissant.

harry walked in at exactly 12:00, and grinned when he saw you sitting at a table, scrolling on your phone with a manilla folder and sketchbook beside you.

-

really, you can't blame him! you were pretty, he'd have to be blind to not know that. and really, you weren't that much younger than him.

he's 29, and you're 23. he's not a stalker, he just did a background check like any good business person would do.

so what he finds you cute? the relationship would be strictly professional. besides, you deserved a break from your horrible boss. contrary to what diane thought, the walls were not soundproof, and he could hear her chewing you out.

sure, he'd done that to one of his employees once or twice, but it was always deserved, and never on the first time of being late. that was ridiculous.

"good morning, y/n," he greets. your head snaps up to make eye contact and he has to force himself to not laugh. he wasn't laughing at you, per se. it was more so the fact that he found it amusing how jumpy you seemed around him.

"good morning. did you order?"

"not yet. never been here, so i've got no clue what's good."

you open your mouth to respond, but the barista calls out, "large iced honey lavender latte with a pain au chocolat for y/n!"

you give a sheepish smile and run up to retrieve your food and drink. when you come back, you take a sip of your drink and set what looks to be a chocolate croissant down on the table.

"well, i'm more of an iced coffee girl. and i also don't really like the taste of coffee, so i've got a bunch of sugar in mine. what do you usually drink?"

"'m more of a black coffee, to be honest. iced is fine, but hot's better."

you wrinkle your nose, "i don't know how you stand the taste of coffee. it's so bitter."

"better than what you've got!" he laughs, "might as well just down a sugar packet."

you giggle at his teasing, "only psychos drink plain black coffee. this," you hold up your drink, "is so much better."

"oh, is it now?"

"yes, it is," you cross your arms proudly.

"lemme have a taste."

you hand over the drink, and he takes a small sip before coughing, "christ, y/n! that cannot be good for your health!"

"hey, i'm still alive, aren't i?" you shrug.

“that you are.”

“well… just ask for an americano, i guess. the rest of their drinks are kinda sugary and fun.”

he got his drink, and once the both of you were sat down, he got to business.

“so, how long have you been designing?”

“i’ve been doing it since middle school. i.. uh.. i saw that one american girl doll movie. where she was a designer. and i just got obsessed. obviously they weren’t good, but…”

“so you’ve got a lot of experience then?”

you nod. he grins.

“may i see the sketches?”

you grab the folder off the top of the sketchbook and pass it over to him.

he flips through it in silence for a few minutes, and you anxiously nibble at the skin around your fingernails.

“..so?” you ask.

“they’re great. really, you’ve got talent. i can’t draw for shit, so you’ve got me beat,” he laughs.

you laugh with him, “most of those are just ideas, i’ve never made them. but i have photos of the ones i have made. i printed them so it’s easier.”

you pass over the manilla folder, and he opens it to look at all the photos you’d printed out. there was around fifty— those were just the ones you actually liked and were confident showing.

he holds one up, and your cheeks flush. “why’s this the only one where you’re the model?” he asks.

“that was.. uh.. that’s my senior prom dress.”

his eyes widen, giving you an impressed look, “you made your own prom dress?”

you nod, “i just wanted something very specific, so.. i figured i’d just make it myself.”

“y’look great— the dress looks great,” he coughs. “you’re very talented.”

“thank you,” you blush.

“so tell me why someone as talented as you is working in diane’s shop not designing a single thing?”

“i didn’t realize that was the job. i just got excited when my professor told me they were interested in my work, so i took the job. i thought i’d at least do a little designing, but.. it pays.. decent, though.”

he scoffs, “darling, 15 bucks an hour is not decent pay. that’s what you make being a hostess. you’re an artist. someone would pay thousands of dollars for just your sketches.”

“i don’t think i’m that good—“

“you are,” he’s firm. resolute. there is no room for argument with him. “i think you’ll be a great asset to the project. i could use your… talent. i’ll send you an email with the nitty gritty details. i’ll see you soon, y/n.”

and with that, he stands and leaves, leaving you to sit there, dumbfounded, confused, and grinning.

-

a/n: guys i have too many series going on 😭😭

[inspiringimarah]

update** all mods should be good now 🥰

I am keeping an eye on the Scarlet's Realm list so I will continue to update the list and with any new mods I add to my game 💕💕

overrides

Refreshed Main Menu - mine is Glade

Urban Erotica (functional books)

No Tune After Loading

Nap Replacement Mod

Restaurant Default Menu

MyxDoll Fenty Beauty Override 

HighSchool Years Textbook Override

Toothbrush override by dsco

Paintbrush Override

The Ultimate Default Underwear Collection by vixonspixels

Paired Selfie (in game photo overrides)

iPhone 12 Override OR H&B Smartphone Override (ONLY CHOOSE ONE)

UNO Card Replacement

 Photo replacements (in game)

Pink Build Buy UI 

Black Sitcom TV Overrides 

San Sequoia Bridge Override

Realistic TV Mod (Reality TV)

Realistic Phone Icons (multiple available on CoCo Games patreon)

Phone Wallpaper Kit OR Phone Wallpaper Override (only pick one)

Control Any Sim

San Myshuno Billboards

PC Game Overrides 

CocoGames Video Game Bundle

Starbucks on Campus

My Wedding Stories Engagement Ring Recolours 

Stand Still in CAS Poses

Hidden Highlight 

Functional Airpods

Hello Kitty Infant Seat

The Missing Plumbob

No zzz (when sim is sleeping)

Towel After Shower

Functional PS5

Black Art Painting Mod

The Sims 2 Font or Life is Strange Font (only pick one)

Gallery Poses (female)

Gallery Poses (male)

Gallery Poses (couple or duo) 

Take Off Shoes With Animation

Stop Random Accessories on Townies

Parenthood Recolour - link is at the bottom of the thread

lighting

check my updated lighting mod list here

cas & loading screen

CAS background

Loading Screen Plumbob Replacement  OR by pinkishwrld

Minimalist CC Wrench Override

More CAS Columns (I use 5)

Map Replacements Overhaul

I alternate my CAS backgrounds so see below for my fave creators:

- MeekGames

- Ellcrze  

- LadySimmer

- SlimmazSimz

- Essemelle 

- BougieChloe

- SierraTheSimmer

- Xurelia

- DonavinGames

- NeriSims

food

Somik & Severinka (I use the Realistic Cooking Mod & all others they have)

ONI Custom Food

QMBIBI Stirring the Pot

QMBIBI Thee Kitchen Tablet

Functional Breakfast Cereals

Airfryer

Waffle Maker

Pressure Cooker

gameplay

misc

Computer Side Gigs

Kuttoe Mini Mods: Small Additions

Bed Cuddle

Carry & Kiss

Longer Parties & More Guests

Functional Magazines

Better Social Media Sponsorships

Higher Lifestyle Brand Payouts 

QMBIBI Skincare Mod

QMBIBI Express Delivery

QMBIBI BabyCare Overhaul

Online Skills 

It’s Movie Time 

BabyCare Mod

Basemental Drugs

Basemental Gangs

Celebrate Adoption

Sip & Paint Event

Luxury Real Estate Career

Recipe Notebook

Functional Selfcare Set

Sulani Events Calendar and Flyer

Functional Personal Care Products

Go For A Jog... Together

Morning Routine

Everyone Can Sleep Together

Spa Day Face Masks From Mirrors

Pole Dance Mod

Online Apprenticeships 

Turn the TV on

Ask For Money 

UI Cheats

MC Command Center

Self Manicure & Pedicure

Make Functional Perfumes

Shear Brilliance - Active Hairstylist Career

Cute Romance

LOT 51

- Ring Doorbell 

- Dust Buster 

- Plumbros (heating, plumbing & cooling)

- Alarm Clock 

- Simlink (wifi)

High School Years

Fashion Authority   KimbaSprite has a tutorial on this mod here

More Classmates

Adeepinigo

I have many mods by this creator, check out their website here

Lumpinou

There is an index on Lumpinou’s Patreon with all the below mods listed, see here

- LGBTQIA+

- Memory Panel Mod 

- Open Love Life

- RPO Collection “Realistic & Pregancy Overhaul”

- Science Baby Tweak

PandaSama Childbirth 

SimRealist 

- Mortem 

- Real Estate

- Private Practice

- Sim National Bank 

- Sim National Bank Bills

- Sim National Bank Financial Center

SimWithShan

- Cyber Teacher Career

- Homebody Prefences

- Housewife Aspiration

pose player mods (for in game photos)

- Andrew Poseplayer 

- Teleport Any Sim 

Go to creators for poses & animations: 

- KatVerse 

- King Black Cinema 

- Frxsk0sims

- helgatisha

- AfroSimtricSims 

- Gawdly Games

- Hardswae

- Maysbat

- TS4 Poses (tumblr blog)

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[sugar-plum-writer]

Fashion Icon

Paring: JJK!men x Fem!Reader; Gojo x Fem!Reader; Sukuna x Fem!Reader; Toji x Fem!Reader Tags: Fem!Reader; One-Shot; reader is a fashion icon!; Light comedy; slight mention of violence; Suggestive; Slight!NSFW A/n: I thought it would be fun! so I wrote this one shot, I personally love fashion~ and I though the scenarios would be fun! This might end up being my longest multiple one-shot

[P.S. If ya'll want another oneshot of this~ feel free to comment! Heart and reblog for motivation lols haha!]

"Money, money, money - Must be funny In the rich man's world, Money, money, money- Always sunny In the rich man's world."

Senario-1 [Gojo]

"It's Valentino!"

Gojo had to agree it's not everyday to see something like this, to be called like this- he would have never come if anyone or any of his ex's had called him like this the way you had done.

He also would have never imagined himself doing what he was doing right now. Destroying the cruse while you stood looking at your nails which you had just gotten done. You were the one who was supposed to fight this curse not him.

"Gojo Honey you done?", cocking your head to the side you looked at him

"Yeah all done~ this was nothing", with a light chuckle he walked towards you

"I love you thank you so much~", giving him a light kiss you smiled

It was ridiculous on so many levels- 15 minutes ago he was sitting in his home, drinking tea as he was chatting about his mission. The next thing he knew he got a call from you

"Y/n darling what's the matter? It's rare for you to call like this", with a light chuckle he smirked

"I need you to fight a curse for me dear"

".....", he could not believe his ears

"....What? You need me to fight...a curse?" he was amused to say the least

"Yes right now~"

"..why? Is everything okay? you are not hurt are you?"

Sure he was the strongest but your strength was not something to joke about. You were a top of the line Grade-1 sorcerer after all your mission success rate? 100%. He still remembers the way you held your own against a special grade curse until he arrived when everyone else was afraid.

Blood dripping, fierce eyes, as you fought the curse- seeing you like that- it was so hot that he forgot how to breathe for a moment

"I am fine, it's just I cannot fight the curse!"

".....Huh....?", he was dumbstruck

"Honey I am wearing Valentino, I don't want to ruin my heels the curse is not-", you paused

"Not expensive enough for me to walk all over it" you cockily cooed and clicked your tongue

"Not expensive enough huh? I didn't know curses had a price", he bursted out laughing

"If the curse had some channel perfume sprayed on it- I would have considered ruining my nails over it but- it's not"

Hearing your tone he could imagine the light smug expression on your face- the arrogance of yours, the sassy attitude, confidence- he would never tell you, but- when you acted like this it was hot- after all it stroked his ego knowing- only he could indulge you.

You did not even had to force it- it just came naturally to you

Not that he did not like it when you were sweet, all caring, etc it's just it gave him a rush- it felt exclusive

"The poor curse must be crying hearing your words love", grabbing his coat from the sofa he made his way out, "How arrogant eh?" his tone carried an element of playfulness

"Well as your lover such arrogance suits me does it not?", you laughed

"Of course, it suits you very well~ I'll be there in 2 minutes"

"Alright! I'll buy some sweets for you in the mean time honey! Love you!"

And with that the phone call ended- when he arrived at the location the people were stunned to say the least

"Mr. Gojo why are you here?", the person in-charge walked towards him

"My girl said the curse is not expensive enough for her to deal with it", nonchalantly he said as if it was obvious

"...huh..?", the man looked stunned so did the people around him

"Yeah", smirking he looked at them

"It's Valentino as she said"

[Sukuna]

If anyone saw him like this they would faint, even in the Heian era he would have never done this- not even for his concubines or anyone.

To think right now after 1000's of years, having seen everything their is to see- all tricks and seduction known to ever exist, he still fell for you not even in his wildest dreams he would have imagined doing what he was right now.

"Sukuna honey carry me", your gaze was serious as you stood looking at him

"Are you serious?" he looked back into your eyes

"Yes. Right now"

How did such a situation happened? Well 1 hour ago you and Sukuna had decided to go out, everything was going well as the day progressed, he was pleased and so were you.

Wining, dining, fooling around, shopping and overall just having fun

The next thing you knew a curse jumped out and tried to attack you and him resulting it getting mutilated and destroyed by Sukuna. You felt a bit bad seeing in what terrible shape the curse was in.

"Fucking pest, how annoying", with an annoyed expression he rolled his eyes

"Y/n let's continue", He held his hand out for you to take

"Sukuna, honey, I cannot walk", you looked at him with a serious gaze

"....huh...?", his expression changed to confusion, "Why?"

"I am wearing Valentino", clicking your tongue you looked at him with a cocky expression, "I cannot walk over this curse ruining these shoes"

"......", for the first time in his life he was speechless and stunned

'Is this woman serious?'

"This curse is not worthy to be stepped over with Valentino shoes", with a straight face you spoke as if it was obvious, "It's common sense"

"hah!", he bursted out laughing, "Are you serious right now doll?", with a smirk he looked at you

"Yes and I order you to carry me", flipping your hair you looked at him

"Really?", cockily he leaned in

"Of course isn't it obvious? Don't you know who you're dealing with?", without backing away you leaned in too not breaking away eye-contact

No one- no woman in his life spoke to him the way you did, the way you demanded him and ordered him to do things for you.

Even his concubines never demanded him anything, and if they did- they always bowed their heads low.

Even geishas, all those women he had been with none of them came close to you and your attitude. And deep down he liked it- it was fun and entertaining.

Your listened to him but had your own edge- an edge that kept him hooked

A woman like you was rare- a fine bottle of Sake meant to be enjoyed and savored- and kept close for to find another like you would take centuries.

If he had you as his concubine in the Heian era- his days would be a lot better and lively. He would have bought you all you wanted as he did now.

You were expensive, exclusive and only he could afford you. Your whims were his to entertain just as you entertained him.

"Alright doll", shaking his head with a smirk he swept you off your feet and carried you in his arms bridal style

"Thank you darling~", wrapping your arms around him you gave him a light kiss as a reward, "You are the best!"

"I know. I am", with a light chuckle he kissed you passionately and your lipstick stain lingered on his lips

Entering the restaurant all eyes were on you two, he could could have just carried you a bit, but no- he carried you all the way to the table as you fixed your lipstick using your hand-mirror. It was quite a scene.

"It's Valentino huh?"

[Toji]

Toji never cared about his life, drinking and gambling away all his money- he had nothing to live for after all. He was only alive till now because he had decided to not die yet.

He was smart, highly intelligent but it did not matter to him, he just did- what he wanted.

But everything changed when he met you, he tried to treat you just as a fling- another one to add to his list, but, you were different.

You did not fall for his honeyed words, your confidence, your attitude, it all screamed power.

Sure you were nice, sweet, and caring but at the same time- you also had self-respect and put him in his place.

Every date you dressed up well in tip-top shape, which made him want to look good as he walked with you hence he changed his wardrobe. Kept himself more proper, put more effort into himself.

All girls and women he dated tried to change him, format him, etc- or liked the so called bad-boy troupe which he played very well.

But you- you did none of that, you dated him as he was unbothered.

Rather than him feeling that you were a fling- you made him feel that he was a fling. Not even kissing him, nothing, when he first met you- you literally shifted the table thinking he was a random stranger.

It hurt his ego, after all no matter how shabby he looked women swooned over him. But you had standards.

You did not need his validation, rather than you chasing him- you made him want to chase you, to know where you are, what you are doing etc

You made him get his shit together to be with you. Previously he had no reason but now he did- you

You were his dream girl

And one thing he knew about you was your taste was fucking expensive.

Whatever you picked in a store somehow- just somehow you picked expensive items without even knowing or looking at the price tag

And for that what was he gonna do? say no? Of course not. What he was going to do is buy you more expensive things.

"Toji honey are you sure?", you looked at him eyebrows raised

"I am, when have I ever not been sure", he smirked holding 5 shopping bags from Valentino

"Are....these real?" in disbelief you looked at the bags

"Just take it girl", tossing you the bags as if it was nothing he went and sat on the couch sipping his beer

"Wait...these shoes...are these the ones I was chatting about the other day with my friends?", wide eyed you looked at him

"Yeah seeing you looking at them I thought you wanted it?", smugly he smiled grinning

"No but ahhhh!!! I love them so much!!", tossing your flipflops aside you immediately wore the heels

"How does it look?" strutting you spun a bit showing off your nice legs

"I love you so much! to think you got me something so nice darling....", hugging him tight you beamed happily your eyes shone so bright

"Gorgeous, stunning, beautiful, what can I say eh?", he kissed you, "As long as you like it, it's all worth it"

"Oh my gosh! It's like a dream!", you kissed him back wrapping your hands around his neck making him smirk and caress your waist

"Well I can make you dream- a dream so good", kissing your neck he whispered, "Valentino would seem like reality darling"

Link to Masterlist!

[cockdestroyer32]

all mine

tangerine x fem!reader

word count: 2304

summary: after the events in the bullet train in tokyo, you and ladybug have a new job in a new place, unfortunately, you're not alone.

a/n: okay so in this reader's codename is sarin. and you're besties w ladybug bc I lov him. title is from brent faiyaz's 'all mine' which has nothing to do with this fic but I didn't know what to name this and I rlly love that song so. also no smut in this.

When I grow up, I wanna be famous I wanna be a star, I wanna be in movies, when I grow up I wanna see the world, drive nice cars, I wanna have groupies.

The song blew out of the car’s speakers, and both you and Ladybug sang each word perfectly (and very obnoxiously, you were practically yelling out the lyrics.) He drove and you sat in the passenger seat, you both swinging your arms around dancing tirelessly as the citizens of Greece who were able to spy inside the moving car judged your shameless partying. You hadn’t seen Ladybug in months, so when you found out you were finally going to be assigned to a mission together again, you both beamed, and got together to plan your entire trip from the cities of New York to the city of Larissa. You went from cackling a little too loudly at comedy movies on the plane, to endless chatter at the airport, to listening to your iconic super duper awesome 2000s hits playlist on a rented Jeep (the playlist title was Ladybug’s decision.) There’s no one you’d rather work with. Except…you weren’t working alone tonight. 

This hit wasn’t just any hit, it was a stakeout. So, Lemon and Tangerine were called. 

You had walked into Tangerine a few times before; New Zealand, Cuba, Romania, and Tokyo, of course. You’d been the longest with him while in Tokyo, when you had to team up because of a lost briefcase. He was incredibly irritating and the different ways you both did your job clashed immensely, but by the end of the night you two had worked frustratingly well together. 

You’d never met Lemon before though, you hoped to God he wasn’t just a Tangerine 2. 

“Oh, boo!” Ladybug starts and you join him when you look up.

“Booo!” You yell out at the warehouse as if it’s just told some awful joke at a stand-up show.

The building has the same architectural creativity as a cardboard box. Except that instead of brown, it’s grey and dirty, and instead of holding a gift you just spent the last days waiting anxiously to arrive at your home, it just holds the next gruesome hours you’ll spend planning your hit.

You and Ladybug allow The Pussycat Dolls to finish the last few seconds of their song and turn off BlueTooth before you can be sad about not singing Britney.

You sigh and say, “It’s gonna be a long night.”

“Yep, but the sooner we do it sooner we’re done. Come on, let’s meet the fruit duet.” You chuckle.

The warehouse acted as a lighthouse, the nighttime a sea of nothingness. You can spot the remnants of the trucks that passed by in this area marked in the muddy ground. Tonight smells of wet grass and fancy dinner parties, the ones you should be in right now.

You enter the warehouse, the night’s cold air vanishes and it shifts to a warm, still atmosphere. You take off your coat. Tangerine and two other men are already in the room. Even at such a dead spot in town, Tangerine is still dressed elegantly, sporting a blue striped suit that fitted him perfectly, and smelling of rich men’s perfume. You often wondered if he could fight in those suits. Although you loved a good luxurious suit—God knows your blood money could buy one, your closet was full of Versace, Vivienne Westwood, Dolce & Gabbana and Burberry—you preferred to wear more tactical outfits for the job, you know, in case someone fucked something up and everything went to shit.

“That’s Lemon, by the way.” Ladybug whispers to you, while pointing his head to the man standing in front of Tangerine.

“What? I thought they were supposed to be twins,” Ladybug shrugs.

“Um, I hope we’re not late…you’re Lemon I suppose?” You pretend like Ladybug didn’t just tell you and offer a handshake. He takes it.

“That’s right, and you’re...”

“Sarin.”

You look over to his brother.

“Tangerine.” A nod, no handshake.

“Sarin.”

“You’ve met Ladybug.” You say to the two brothers.

“Yes, we had the pleasure.” The taller man doesn’t hide the sarcasm.

“Accommodating as always, Tangerine.”

“So, shall we?” Says the other man in the room, the one who was managing this whole thing, and you all follow him.

He takes you to a desk where there lie multiple files on different workers and a big map layout of the warehouse. The man shows all of you the place, discussing what approach the team should take for the mission, at what time each one should arrive at the building, the shift times of each warehouse worker, the spots each one should be in…and so on and so forth. Time passes relatively quickly, demanding you and Ladybug a secret high-five, and you all turn to look at the man who’d organized this.

“Yeah. That’s it.” The man repeats.

“Yeah.” You agree, still looking at him.

“You can go home now.” He practically demands.

“Uhh, I’m pretty sure we’re supposed to get paid now,” Lemon adds.

“You’ll get paid after you get the job done.”

“Did you not get the memo lad? We get first half now and second half after the job is done.” Tangerine said.

“Yeah, we’re supposed to get paid now, didn’t our handler message you?” You asked honestly.

“Well I didn’t bring the money, so what do you want me to do?”

“I don’t know, but we’re getting paid.” Tangerine insisted.

“There are lots of ATMs in Larissa…” Ladybug spoke. The man mutters some curse word under his breath,

“Fine. I’ll get you your fucking money, but you’re gonna have to wait.” He disappears from sight, making his way up the stairs in the corner of the building.

“Damn, what a Gordon.” Lemon remarks.

“Thomas the Tank Engine?” You ask.

“Yeah.”

“Nah, I think he’s more of a James, just super cocky.”

“Oh my God, there’s two of them.” Tangerine sighs.

“I’m gonna go get some air.” You say.

With your coat in hand, you make your way to a backdoor on the side of the warehouse. Slipping the garment on as soon as you open it, the chilly air cutting through your skin. You slide your hand into one of the coat pockets, finding a small rectangular box and a smooth metallic item. You fish one of the cigarettes out of the box and light it, inhaling the nicotine, warming your body while letting yourself freeze in the moment. You were so far out of town that you couldn’t hear any of the cars, any of the people in Larissa, your team also seemed to be particularly quiet inside the building. Here, it was silent, save for crickets chirping in the vast nothingness that was the field at nighttime. Tomorrow it’d be full of people, receiving and delivering new packages, trucks coming and going and workers arguing amongst each other, all their chatter overlapping, sounds of life, until you all arrive and the sounds of an active workplace morph into that of an action movie, slashing and yelling (no guns, this was supposed to be a somewhat subtle and more practical job) and then, nothing. The building once again ghost quiet, but this time painted red. 

It didn’t bother you. You’d been in this business for way too long to be perturbed by the sounds of the dead now. You knew what you were getting yourself into from the beginning, this is no bombshell. Although the still of a city that’s beginning to fall asleep is much better than one that had its commotion ripped away from it. So you took these quiet moments you had to yourself and held them tightly in your hand, like some old trinket gifted to you by someone special. And for a few moments, as you exhaled the smoke out of your body, you felt outside of space and time, frozen in the moment, your feet planted on the ground, scared that if you move even an inch, you’ll fall off the face of the earth. You melt off the moment when you feel a pair of eyes on you.

Tangerine stands by the back door on your right, looking at you. You’re not sure how long he’s been there, but he has a calm look on his face, a smile on his eyes but not on his lips, by far much different than all of the ticked-off facial expressions you’d seen on him before.

“The fuck are you looking at?” You tease.

“Geez. I’ve just come to get some air.” He walks in your direction. You offer him your cigarette, he takes it. You two breathe together for a while before you ask,

“Do you like this?”

“What? Jobs in the middle of nowhere handled by some fucking dickhead who can’t even pay us right?”

“No. This.” You look around, motioning slightly to your surroundings, “The quiet. We don’t get a lot of it in our job.”

“I suppose we don’t,” He passes the cigarette back to you. “It is kinda nice, I can hear my thoughts for once, don’t have to listen to Lemon yapping about.”

You snort. “He’s nice. I was scared he was gonna be like you.”

“What? I’m nice.”

You stare at him.

“How am I not nice?” He continues.

“How are you not nice? Okay let’s see, you’re impatient, you’re always irritated, you look like you’re constantly on the edge of throwing a fit, you’re always cursing people out and you always got that look on your face of a teen girl who just got her phone taken away by her parents.”

He takes this in for a second, surprised at the speed of your answer, as if you’d been waiting for this moment for a while, and maybe you were.

“Hm…still think I’m nice.” He adds, you smile to yourself, nodding your head in fake disbelief.

You can feel his eyes on you, even as you take another puff on your cigarette and stare at the darkness. You don’t look back, refusing to give him the satisfaction.

“S, Fruit, guy’s back.” Ladybug pops out of the door, and you follow him back into the building, followed then by Tangerine. 

The man now holds bags of money, one for you and Ladybug, and one for Lemon and Tangerine. You finally leave the warehouse, each of you making your way to your hotel rooms. And you would’ve been able to wash the night off your body and rest on the hotel’s comfy bed, if it wasn’t for the misplaced amounts of money. See, your bag and Ladybug’s held only his share, not yours. Thankfully, it wasn’t some scam, your money was placed along with Lemon and Tangerine’s. So, now you’re going up an elevator to Tangerine’s room to get your share. You knock on 215 and he opens the door.

“Hey.”

“Hey, come in.” You walk into the room, but only close the door slightly, not shutting it, and you stand next to it, ready to just get your money and leave, not expecting to stay here any longer than you have to. He goes to the back of the room and brings back a bag, “Here.”

“Thanks,” You spy inside the room, the place is quiet, most of the lights are off and it holds only one bed. “Is Lemon not here?”

“No, different hotel, leave no trail and such.”

“Oh.” You’re genuinely surprised. Shit, that’s smart, perhaps you and Ladybug aren’t as great professionals as you thought you were—even if the bar when you two worked together was already pretty low.

“What? Is me delivering your money instead that bad?”

You snort. “No, no, that I don’t mind.”

You look at each other for a second, perhaps you should be on your way-

“Are you staying in Greece after the job?”

“Uh, no. Me and Ladybug are going back to New York right after.”

“Oh.” He looks down, the expression on his face something you can’t quite read. “Are you and Ladybug…”

“No! God, no!” You almost yell. “No, he’s my best friend.”

“Oh, right.”

“Why?”

“Just…curious.”

Hm. Curious. 

You stare at each other again, a smile on your eyes but not on your lips.

“Okay, I should get going.” You start opening the door to leave.

“Wait,” He says, grabbing your arm. “I think…you should stay here the night.” 

The smile reaches your lips, amused. “Why?”

“You know, you could just stay here the night, if you want…”

“Okay but, why?” You tease. He furrows his brows. “I’m sorry Tangerine, I just don’t know what you’re telling me.” Your words are of someone genuinely confused, but your face and tone tell a different story. He catches on and sighs.

“I’m just saying…you could spend the night here, with me.”

You click your tongue, “Tangerine…you have to speak clearly.”

He squeezes your arm, and approaches his face to yours, changing his tone, “Sarin. I want you to stay. I want you.”

You let your lips fully curve up this time, pleased.

You put both your hands on his face, and close the space between you, only placing a light kiss on his lips, then pulling away to see his reaction. He keeps his eyes shut for a moment, as if still in the moment. Then, he opens his eyes, staring at you for a second, and pulls you in for a stronger kiss. His hands at first cupping your face, then one makes his way towards you back, pulling you in closer, even though you were already as close as you could possibly be right now. You shut the door with your foot behind you, not letting each other go for even one second. Tonight your own bed’s gonna have to wait for you.

[daiseukiis]

╰ ⋆ ❝ 𝐅𝐑𝐀𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐒 𝐁𝐋𝐔𝐄 𝐋𝐎𝐂𝐊 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐖𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃 𝐖𝐄𝐀𝐑 ! ❞ ଓ.° ╮

─꒱ this is so random, but like i was thinking about it at work. you could take my thoughts with a grain of salt, credentials to do this? i work as a cosmetician lol. ( the way i had to smell these again at work to solidify my reasoning ) if theres other characters you guys wanna see my take on go ahead and ask for them! again, opinions i think they would smell like. but definitely if you guys ever has a whiff of these scents let me know what you think!

─꒱ FEAT. ⠀⠀⠀⠀ itoshi sae, itoshi rin, mikage reo, michael kaiser, isago yoichi, kunigami rensuke, karasu tabito & otoya eita

༊*·˚ ITOSHI SAE would buy GUCCI GUILTY EAU DE TOILLETE, and i tell you when i smelt it it had sae signed all over the smell it. the citrus is noticeable, but it’s a hint of citrus and he has that aromatic, floral and lavender that just hits the spot here. there’s some soft fresh spiciness in it but the woodsy is there!! i don’t think sae ever bought it, i think his parents bought it as a present and it just grew on him and so now it’s his signature scent.

༊*·˚ ITOSHI RIN screams out CHANEL, BLEU DE CHANEL PARFUM. when i first smelt this cologne i was immediately in love— shows the favouritism here haha. but when i think of rin i think of chanel, the scent is very sophisticated and definitely one of a kind. the woodsy scent just smells so nice with his body oils, especially if there’s a citrus and amber smell with it! that hint of powder and spiciness brings out this sweetness that is hella addictive. rin just knows his stuff, and he knows he’s the shit and that’s why he wear bleu de chanel.

༊*·˚ MIKAGE REO buys the entirety of the givenchy gentlemen line, yet he specifically wears GIVENCHY GENTLEMEN BOISEE. so this is a strong fragrance, but when it collides with his oils i can totally see that the musky scent turns slightly woodsy spicy and it complements his personality. i think he wants to go for a slightly matrue vibes, nothing that will not fit his image though ( because surprisingly enough, people will buy fragrances that don't suit their appearance and it throws people off ).

༊*·˚ MICHAEL KAISER definitely wears VERSACE EROS EAU DE PARFUM. this was rated one of the top fuck boy perfumes, and i see why. it's a little spicy, but the vanilla scent is what balances the cologne, yet despite that this fragrance actually has fruity and sweet notes that puts it all together! you have that sweet and spice that surely screams kaiser to me. eros is one kaiser bought because he knows for a fact girls will continue to fawn over his smell and theres a carving of a greek god on the bottle. extra points is he becomes an ambassador for versace because i see that too.

༊*·˚ ISAGI YOICHI would wear PHANTOM BY PACO ROBANNE. this scent is slightly sweet and has that hint of woodsy to it. the fragrance develops into a more cedar scent, keeping that slight citrus and sweet smell when it mixes with his oils. i feel like the reason he bought it because the packaging is a cute robot and he genuinely likes the smell of the fragrance. he gets lots of compliments on it, which enhances his sweetness lol.

༊*·˚ KUNIGAMI RENSUKE wears CALVIN KLEIN CK BY. it is a fact and that's all i have to say. ck is super iconic, the citrus scent it gives him is refreshing, but the fragrance itself isn't labeled fresh which gives you that illusion. the woodsy musk smell starts to come out after the top notes slightly disappear, and it gives a hint of floral to him which the girls love. he's giving sweet and woodsy! kunigami didn't really think much about how others would like it, he just knew that calvin klein is very affordable when it comes to their fragrances and he's happy he has something for everyday use.

༊*·˚ KARASU TABITO is giving me DIOR SAUVAGE EAU DE TOILETTE vibes. it’s actually pretty sweet but kinda spicy? you can definitely smell the fresh spiciness it has! super aromatic, girls go crazy for this scent because it develops so good on this guy and girls will turn their heads just at his smell. the reason he doesn't go for the parfum is because it's too strong, despite knowing the ladies like it he knows that that version is in almost every guy's shelf.

༊*·˚ OTOYA EITA religiously wears CAROLINA HERERRA BAD BOY EAU DE TOILETTE. so this is fragrance is spicy, but not overwhelmingly spicy it’s that spicy that hits you in a warm feeling way. this scent has some woodsy in it, so it balances it out but you’d be surprised when you suddenly smell a slightly sweet choco and vanilla in it! he pulls off the scent amazingly that’s all i gotta say. istg this guy bought it for the soul reason it's called bad boy and magically just liked the fragrance.

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[minheeology]

i just know matthew is the sweetest boyfriend ever. he will do anything to make you happy if he senses that you might be even the tiniest bit upset. he'll remember everything about you - your birthday, your favorite color, your favorite flower, the perfume/cologne you wear (and will buy you a new bottle if you so much as mention running low). if he's traveling or away from you for any reason, he'll text you every day and keep you updated (and if he's too busy, he'll be sure to at least text you good morning and good night, as well as let you know he loves and misses you!). expect daily selfies, random pictures of his food or any iconic landmarks, and voice notes!! he will absolutely buy you a souvenir, especially if he visits a place he knows you've always wanted to go. (if you tell him he didn't need to spend his money on you, he'll hit you with puppy dog eyes and a "but y/n! it reminded me of you so i had to!") this goes for matt buying you couples items too - hoodies, tshirts, phone cases, jewelry, etc.!! whenever you two are together, he will need to be touching you in some way - holding your hand, arm around your waist or shoulder (or if you're sitting down, his hand on your knee or your thigh). he enjoys having you close to him, especially because his job as an idol doesn't allow you to see each other much. he's very protective of you !!!!!!! he's such a gentleman too, doing "cliche" things such as giving you his jacket if you're cold, paying for your date night meals (even if you try to stop him), giving you flowers, opening doors for you, pulling out your chair, he compliments you every single day without fail, etc. you can also be certain that the zb1 members know everythinggg about you omg, he always talks about you - and they allow it, because they can tell how happy you make him.

all in all, he loves you more than life itself and shows it in everything he does. he sees forever in your eyes - he can't wait to spend the rest of his life with you.

[kitschy-coquette]

Reconnecting With My Nicaraguan Heritage By Incorporating It Into The Coquette Aesthetic:

Iconic Nicaraguan Women Who I Feel Embody Coquette Vibes:

LEFT. Barbara Carrera (born in Nicaragua, she played a Bond girl in the 80s and is quite fabulous and flirty).

MIDDLE. Bianca Jagger (beautiful model and style icon, born in Nicaragua)

RIGHT. Sheynnis Palacios (Miss Universe 2023, born in Nicaragua)

STYLE: Off the shoulder white cropped blouses with floral embroidery, denim “paper bag” shorts, woven sandals, simple braided hair, wearing sacuanoche (plumeria) as hair decorations, vivid ruby red lipstick, fruity and floral perfumes (I recommend ones with fruits like mammee sapote or lemon or dragonfruit etc, with notes of Central American flowers, preferably flowers native to Nicaragua), Subtle yet smoky eyeshadow, colorful hair ribbons, clay earrings or gold chunky earrings, etc! Bright colors are essential contrasted by crisp white blouses, dresses, etc. woven designs on bags are a nice touch and reference unique Nicaraguan craftsmanship.

NOTE: this isn’t me recommending non-Nicaraguan descent coquettes start “cosplaying” Nicaraguan inspired styles. I’m simply writing a guide to express my heritage through a coquette aesthetic that is unique to Nicaragua. I also am not saying who can or can’t wear this stuff. Ultimately, support Nicaraguan craftsmen and businesses. It’s not appropriation if you’re buying genuine Nicaraguan stuff FROM Nicaraguan businesses. You’d be supporting them. And they probably wouldn’t be selling it to you if they didn’t want you wearing it. Use discernment etc.

[ddarker-dreams]

something to consider: yan chrollo being kinda weird but masking it beneath his gentlemanly exterior. some examples of this peculiar behavior that he hides from you includes:

buying your perfume/cologne and spraying it on his pillow

using a journal entry where you confide you think you're being stalked as a bookmark

having polaroid photos of you sleeping

drinking out of a wine glass that has your lipstick stain on it

switching to whatever your favorite coffee/tea brand is just to feel closer to you

sketching rough ideas of a spider tattoo he plans to coerce encourage you to get

finding out what your favorite movie is so he can steal an iconic set piece from it

[blueiskewl]

The House of the Vettii in Pompeii Reopens

The House of the Vettii, one of the largest and richest homes in Pompeii, prodigiously endowed with a fresco of Priapus that has become an icon of the city, reopens to the public on Tuesday after years of complex restoration.

The House of the Vettii was the home of Aulus Vettius Restitutus and Aulus Vettius Conviva, freedmen brothers who made a fortune as wine merchants and ascended the social ladder. Restitutus was a candidate for aedile, a magistrate responsible for holding public games and the maintenance of public buildings. Conviva was an Augustalis, a priest of the cult of the deified Augustus, a position of civic importance that was more akin to a magistracy. In this role he would have funded major public works projects.

The Vettii bought the house, originally built in the 2nd century B.C., after the earthquake of 62 A.D. It was in a tony neighborhood that many of the wealthy homeowners had left rather than rebuild. When the rich moved out, the nouveau-riche moved in. Freedmen who had made big bucks in trade like the Vettii were a prime example of the trend. They bought the aristocratic villa, repaired it and expanded it, adding a huge peristyle garden with statues and fountains. Every room was lavishly painted with frescoes on mythological motifs, telegraphing their wealth and the new status it bought them. Priapus, his massive phallus balancing on a scale against a bag of money, welcomed visitors in the vestibule of the house. Two large bronze strongboxes were placed in the atrium so everyone who got past Priapus would be confronted with the the most literal possible representation of the wealth of the Vettii.

The frescoes are mostly in the Pompeiian Fourth style, a combination of the previous three styles (faux marble veneers from the first, architectural trompe l’oeil from the second, ornate, stylized ornament from the third). The Vettii frescoes provide unique insight into the transition between the Third and Fourth style of mural painting. There is also a remarkable series of striking black and red frescoes depicting groups of cupids performing a variety of tasks, mythological ones like celebrating a festival of Bacchus and a festival of Vesta, sure, but of particular note are the representations of daily work, including the gathering and pressing of grapes, buying and selling the wine, dyeing and cleaning clothes in a fullery, picking flowers and making garlands for sale, making perfumed oil and making coins. The cupids are also captured at leisure, hunting on goat-back, racing in chariots pulled by deer and taking part in an archery contest.

The room adjacent to the kitchen was painted with a series of explicit erotic frescoes. It may have been a visual menu of options offered by an enslaved prostitute Eutychis who advertises her services for two asses (plural of as, the lowest-value Roman coin) on a graffito at the entrance of the house.

The domus was first excavated between late 1894 and early 1896. In the 1950s reinforced concrete roofs were added to the peristyle to protect the architectural remains from the elements. It was no longer protecting it, however. On the contrary, the flat concrete roof was unsound and directly contributing to water infiltration and damage.

Already affected by works in 1995, when the problem created by the concrete roofs of the 50s was evident, the house was partially reopened in 2016, after 12 years of closure and then closed again after 3 years for further restoration. Interventions that involved the roofing but also the paintings, with the removal of the patina created by previous restorations.

The old concrete roofs have now been replaced with sloped roofs formed from hollow blocks on metal frameworks. The wooden roofs added in the 1990s are still functional but needed refurbishment, and a new rainwater drainage system was devised to integrate the new roofs with the existing drainage system.

Conservators also cleaned and conserved the wall and floor decorations and the fixtures of the garden. It was a painstaking process of cleaning, regrouting and integrating interventions from different periods with the aim of recovering the legibility of the images and colors.

[beautebarca]

5 Best Unisex Perfumes To Try If Your Bored of Your Scent

Finding your particular aroma is difficult. For this reason, most ladies wouldn't even play with the possibility of continuing searching for another scent to attempt when they do. Wearing a similar fragrance consistently for a drawn-out timeframe could prompt you to be exhausted of the fragrance, however, and when that happens it's great to have a backup.

Whether you're a person who's tired of the tyrannical masculine fragrances out there or you're a lady hoping to get away from the limits of the standard sweet and fruity-botanical scents, these 10 gender-neutral fragrances make certain to give you that truly necessary departure. Look at them beneath!

5 Unisex Perfumes You're Sure to Love

1. CK One EDT

We should get going with a work of art - - a fragrance that you can never turn out badly with. For some, CK One was the fragrance that began their adoration for aroma and their excursion for their unique fragrance. It's a regular perfect and new kind of fragrance that works perfectly as a scent for ladies and men who need some kind of "range cleaning agent."

2. Banana Republic Classic

This is each other's blast from the past and it's a fragrance that is certain to bring back recollections for a large number of you out there who simply need a break from your typical fragrances. Banana Republic Classic is light and reviving fragrance that opens up with summery citrus notes and dries down to a sharp, clean fresh.

3. Elizabeth and James Nirvana Black

Certain individuals contend that Elizabeth and James Nirvana Black are areas of strength for to be in any way a gender-neutral fragrance and that it's more qualified for men in any case, on the off chance that you're a lady who wouldn't fret striking fragrances, this could be a manager for you. For sure, this fragrance opens solid however it dries down perfectly into a woodsy vanilla fragrance that is exceptionally hot and baffling making it an incredible night out a scent.

4. Gucci Memoire D'Une Odeur

This Gucci scent is mystical, delicate, and heartfelt. It has the sort of homegrown fragrance that transports you to the greenest nursery you can envision. It has traces of woody and flower takes notes that balance the aroma out, making it light, delicate, unpretentious, and quite guiltless. One of the top scents for ladies who need to wander away from weighty florals for some time and it's additionally phenomenal for men who simply need something light.

5. Dolce and Gabbana Light Blue

Fun, new, and fruity - - this citrus fragrance is an exemplary that won't ever dishearten. Assuming you're searching for a gender-neutral summer fragrance that works perfectly with a great many people's body science, try this one out.

There are lots of advantages to utilizing gender-neutral aromas. Young ladies will continuously search for the best fragrance for ladies and folks the best aromas for men so the possibility of you wearing a similar gender-neutral scent as somebody you know is thin. Furthermore, while searching for one to purchase on a tight spending plan, don't simply restrict yourself to a ladies' fragrance deal path, Sometimes, gender-neutral fragrances as blended in with men's fragrances so make certain to look at the men's scent passageway, as well.

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[chasingjill]

resident evil 4 remake - what each character would be doing on christmas headcanons !

ada wong

she wouldn't be too big on celebrating, although she would treat herself with the money she got from missions. she would buy herself new clothes (she's a fashion icon), jewellery, perfume, makeup etc.

if she felt like it, she might even send leon a little present, even if it's not much it's the thought that counts. it'd be a small token of her love to show she still thinks about him, since they rarely see eachother.

ashley graham

she would LOVE christmas and celebrating it, it's one of her favourite holidays if not her favourite. she would always make sure to have the decorations up, christmas music playing from her record player as soon as it's december 1st.

she would spend the day with her father, opening the gifts he bought her which she deeply appreciates. she'd even buy him gifts, wanting to show how much she appreciates him, especially after the incident of her being kidnapped.

since she's rich (obviously being the president's daughter and all), she would buy her friends big gifts, like a brand new phone. she would say she's sorry that she couldn't get much, despite it being more than most people can afford.

she would probably even make a little handmade gift for leon, wanting it to be made herself instead of something she bought as it's more meaningful that way.

albert wesker

i can't imagine him being much of a festive guy, he wouldn't really celebrate. he'd take the day to have a rest and break, lying in bed for most of the day (he's an old man okay leave him alone).

ingrid hunnigan

much like wesker, i feel she wouldn't celebrate as much, but she would spend time with her family if they wanted her to. when she got back though, she'd definitely rest and just lay in bed, thankful she doesn't have to deal with leon's jokes for a day.

leon scott kennedy

in re2 remake, he definitely loved christmas, it was his favourite holiday. but by re4 remake, he began to not have time for those things, working for the d.s.o and all. he would take the day off to finally have a break from it all, drinking alcohol and getting drunk most of the day (are we even surprised?).

if ada did send him a gift, he would do the same cute smile he done when she gave him the key for the jet ski. he hadn't had time to buy or make anything himself, he felt bad about it but knew she wouldn't mind anyway.

luis serra navarro

same as ashley, he would LOVE christmas. he would be singing all the popular christmas songs like last christmas, all i want for christmas is you, rockin' around the christmas tree etc. he would have all the decorations up, although it would make him a little sad sometimes he didn't have loved ones to share the christmas joy with anymore.

merchant

he would have the best sales on around christmas time, especially after because he knows people are gonna be spending all their money.

he would even sell some little christmas keychain charms to put on your case, which are super cute (both ashley and luis would buy them if they could).

he'd also put some christmas lights on his setup, along with a tiny slow globe.

sorry if these are ooc this is my first time making headcanons💔 its very obvious i love ashley just from this post

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[museenkuss]

*I couldn't find shipping prices, so there might be an additional 6-15€ fee?

Details:

[general note: I think the full sized perfumes themselves are all vaguely in the same price range and many (if not all) offer a coupon with the sample set that can later on be used when buying a full sized bottle]

Matiere Premiere - chic, influencer-beloved niche house. With their own fields in Grasse (the founder grew up there), they offer a wide arrange of scents with a focus on giving raw materials (="matiere premiere") a modern twist, i.e. radical rose, crystal saffron, Parisian musk. Innovation with a focus on excellence. Also definitely a "parisian it girl" brand, or at least that's how it's seen online.

Bienaimé - vintage house (1936!) with a small selection of mostly flower-leaning, powder-dream, vintage-inspired scents. The original founder, Robert Bienaimé, is also the nose behind Quelques Fleurs - an icon in perfume history for introducing flower bouquets (instead of singular flowers). Now, under Cécilia Mergui, the house was revived (2012, new perfume line launched 2023) and puts an emphasis on dreamy nostalgia and sustainability.

Sylvaine Delacourte - niche house by Sylvaine Delacourte herself that, like PM, focuses on raw materials. Here the idea is to take one ingredient and interpret it in five different ways to bring out different facets and show them from new and exciting perspectives. There are three collections: Vanilla, Orange Blossom and Musk (my pricing includes all three sample sets, I couldn't decide because I love all three ingredients).

Sommelier du Parfum - website that not only sells a lot of niche perfumes and testers, but also offers collections of discovery sets and the opportunity to make your own selection based on the results of their perfume finder quiz. I just found the website because I wanted to try Bake by Akro and sniffed around in what else they had to offer. It definitely pays to check the og houses though because the Etat Libre Tester sets are cheaper than what they offer on this website, but other houses (like Akro) don't ship to Germany/have very high shipping prices, so SdP.de is still definitely an option. Anyhow, this was just a random selection of scents.

[chemzee]

This is very half assed ibis finger doodle btw but whatevs

Meet the myth, the legend, the moment, the icon, Elliott Evers' number one fear, Nastya (no last name yet) aka the chav girl

She is Elliott's chav girlfriend (hey look hpma oc who's shipped with him yay) but their relationship is nowhere near loving. That Evers prat doesn't even buy her gucci and Balenciaga can you imagine🙄🙄🙄 Elliott always tries to avoid her after quidditch matches and practices cuz she'd cover him in her Veronica's secret perfumes to the point he smells from miles away 🤪🤪🤪mixed with sweat the odor is truly unforgettable. And trust me, that's not all 🤭🤭🤭

[lolitafushiguro]

thinking about how toji's fav scent would be aloe.

this man rarely gets the chance to smell nice but if he wants to clean himself he wants to smell 🍃fresh🍃

he doesn't like strong, musky scents and would prefer something that came out from a nice shower, or clean laundry. i mean come on, he doesn't even have a budget to buy himself luxury perfumes 🗿

he'd spend his free time cleaning his tools until it sparkles and then takes a relaxing bath in his small bathroom.

the only irony is that while he likes to keep himself clean, his place is either cleaner or nastier ー it's a cycle on repeat (my man is battling depression and compulsive gambling addiction, pls give him a hug)

he doesn't have a wide selection of clothes either. his style revolves around functionality. whatever works, works. but during fights he'll opt for his iconic loose pants bc it allows him to move and run freely without restraint. same goes with his tight black shirt.

he likes em nice and tight 😏

the better his shirt fits him and the more flexible its fabric is, the more satisfied he becomes.

this man can wear the same thing for weeks tho cus broke 😭

would u take him out despite all these and buy him clothes? cus i will. i def will.