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dollsuguru · 3 months

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Request: Getou feels bad for secretly liking Gojo’s gf and making excuses to touch her.

the enormity of my desire disgusts me.

contents: f!reader, one-sided love, obsession, cursing, touching (not unwanted but the intention is unbeknownst to reader as geto makes it a point to always want physical contact w them), mentions of self-destructive behaviors, guilt, & delusions. w.c: ~ 2.3k

a/n: hi! tysm for requesting :’) this is my first ever request/first time writing so please bear w me & i hope you enjoy! constructive criticism is totally welcome! <3

guilt creeps up suguru’s throat like a slithering serpent.

it crawls around the base of his tongue, writhing farther down, embedding its fangs into the flesh of his throat. a raw, mangled, bloody mess left in its wake.

remorse, witnessing the disarray that guilt’s plight leaves, frantically tries to discern where a home can be made. perhaps it can dance along his ribcage. pirouetting across his bones until it reaches a bloody cavern where it can dwell within a hole burrowed deep inside suguru’s heart.

maybe all of this despair can be washed away… a desire to cleanse his palate & purge his feelings away persists, yet he doesn’t allow himself the reprieve.

instead, he decides to swallow his shame down like a bitter whiskey, relishing in the thorn-like pin prickles. the harsh amber reflecting in his fatigued, glassy eyes.

the ache serves as a reminder.

suguru figures that the sharp gnawing pain that spikes his heart & torments his throat is the very least he deserves.

his therapist did say he had a tendency to wallow in his self-destructive thoughts. delude himself & cyclically make bad choices which turned into bad habits. but what’s another bad decision to him? a pyromaniac to his very core; suguru would be lying to himself if he said he didn’t enjoy playing with fire.

allowing himself a moment of respite, he fishes out a cigarette he stole out of shoko’s purse from the left pocket of his leather jacket. a silver heart-shaped vivienne westwood lighter in the right. he takes it out, rolling it softly in his warm palm, lackadaisically playing with the switch. imagining the cold metal were your cold hands instead, his own seeking to offer up warmth for your comfort. he gazes softly at the flame; flickering on and off. on and off. on and off. a burning fire reflected in his eyes. a burning desire razing his heart.

the whole world in the palm of his hands — the heart you presented to him.

(a gift from you to him — you begged him to quit smoking, it was bad for his health and you wanted him to be there in the future as best man at yours & satoru’s wedding. with a tight-lipped smile & crinkled eyes, he said he would.

always the deceiver.

you lit up, gaze softening while telling him to specifically use this lighter to light up the teakwood candle you bought him for his birthday. his smile turned fond, eyes crinkled softly with genuine mirth & adoration, he said he would. and he did.

always the sentimentalist.)

bringing the cigarette to his lips, he exhales a puff of smoke, allowing his low-lidded gaze to flit across the room. the warm lights illuminating the grungy bar, a favorite of nanami’s & shoko’s.

he reminisces on the days where both of you would talk for hours. from deep conversations about space, morality, your futures & pasts, to asking each other about what food you’d eat for eternity (cold zaru soba noodles for him, any form of potato for you), savory or sweet (both of you chose savory — suguru relishes in the fact that he has a connection with you on this), & if you two would still be best friends if the other one was a worm (both of you answered yes — you’d build a terrarium where wormguru could play & suguru would keep you in his pocket not caring if he’d be dubbed the weirdly hot worm-man.) from the serious to the silly, suguru felt his chest bloom with tender warmth. from the bottom of his heart, he knows that in this world and any others, he could truly be himself with you.

a soft sigh escapes him, a small smile gracing his face thinking about his memories with you. calling the bartender over for another drink after he downs his whiskey, he drawls out, “give me somethin’ sweet.”

he turns back around to the crowd of strangers, unintentionally smiling. he finds a few pretty boys & girls gawking at him, hyping themselves and each other up to go talk to him. he sees a few more pretty boys & girls looking away from his intense gaze, too shy to go up to him, praying instead that he’ll go to them.

the grin that previously took residence on his face falters. he finds himself upset that they’d think his smile was reserved for any one of them. none of them pique his interest per usual, & he hopes that the bags underneath his eyes, his myriad of piercings & tattoos, chipped black nail polish, and overall resting bitch face will stop anyone from coming near him.

(he knows it won’t. people often went after suguru and not satoru. he was always more caring, more in tune with his emotions with an air of magnetic mystique, unlike his brash, loud, & arrogant counterpart.)

suguru intakes a sharp breath, surprising himself with the haughty & bitter thought against his best friend, quickly washing it down with a sweet daiquiri hoping to honey the words in both his throat & mind, while simultaneously praying that it would soothe his heart.

slightly more alert, his gaze wanders around the room again. tired eyes widening slightly, lighting up greatly when he sees you.

there you were in all of your glory.

sitting leisurely, a leg swung upon the other, arm resting over the back of the tattered red vinyl couch, the very same one you both had countless conversations on. how were you so effortlessly cool? you could do anything and suguru would revel in it — drawn to you like a moth to a flame.

and like a moth, he found himself gliding across the bar towards you, his feet moving faster than his brain. his body demanding that it be near you, that it be graced with your presence. with a flick of his ring-clad fingers, his cigarette is crushed underneath his black boots. a piece of strawberry gum is popped inside his mouth along with another reapplication of vanilla lip balm to his lips to make sure that you knew they were soft to the touch.

with his heart beating ridiculously fast, he takes a deep breath before he stands in front of you, your perfume enveloping his senses making him slightly delirious from how delectable you smell. he prays that the blush dusting his cheeks fools you into thinking that he just drank too much; that it’s not because of you peering up at him through your lashes with your pretty eyes that are now affectionately directed towards his own.

“yo! suguru! long time no see!” you wave as you get up to greet him, a massive grin overtaking your face, eyes almost crinkled shut because you’re so excited to see one of your best friends.

without warning, suguru envelops you into a tight hug. his left hand placed against your lower back while his right hand cradles your head against his chest, your cheek pressing against his beating heart. suguru places his chin on the top of your head, craning his face slightly to get a whiff of your shampoo, ghosting a faint kiss on your hair that he knows you don’t feel, relishing in this moment with you. for a few seconds he can pretend… he deserves that much at least, he figures.

he could stay holding you in his arms forever, your body pressed up against his, protecting you from everything & everyone bad in this world, shielding you from predatory eyes around the bar. fucking wolves, the lot of them — suguru contemptuously thinks. it’s a good thing you’re here in his arms, suguru muses, confident in his ability to keep you safe.

as quickly as that thought dashes through his brain, you pull away. not wanting to alarm you with his panic that you’d leave him, a tight grip stays around your waist, forcing you to sit back down. he positions himself right next to you, his thighs touching your own, his right arm draped across your shoulder.

something that you can consider friendly.

something that he can consider more than that.

affectionate, no matter which way you take it.

“it’s been a while.” a fond smile beams across his face, bright amber eyes desperately glazing over your face. you’re so close to him and he’s so attentive to you, he imagines that the boy across the bar must think you both look like a couple. the pleasure suguru derives from that thought is second to none. you do look like you’d be his. he’s certain that he looks like he’d be yours, if his devoted nature is anything to go by.

he takes a a few strands of your hair, twirling them slightly around his fingers. “what are you doing here anyways? i wish i saw you before, we could’ve hung out!” suguru teasingly pouts, lips slightly jutted out, his eyes twinkling with playful mirth.

“tell me about it,” you playfully whine. “thankfully i just got here so we have plenty of time to hang out! don’t worry, i’ll make up for it so you can forgive me.”

“you never have to apologize for anything.” seriousness takes over his tone. suguru doesn’t want you to ever feel bad, even as a joke. not wanting to make you uncomfortable with his tense energy, he eases up his features and winks, “don’t worry your pretty little head about it, i’ll let you off the hook this time.”

you bark out a laugh which makes him elated, glad that he was able to make you smile. “sugu, you’re way too sweet! and ooh — you asked what i was doing here! toru wanted to chill out here for a bit, said if he didn’t get to drink a virgin piña colada right this second he’d faint.” you gaze around the bar, muttering under your breath, “he should be on his way here soon…”

right… satoru.

suguru feels his mouth get dry by the second, a venomous pang of guilt daggers his heart. his eye twitches along with his fingers, wondering if he should take his arm off of you.

if satoru saw this would he just consider it friendly touching? would he think that suguru was trying to make the moves on you? would he scream in his face about how can his best friend stab him in the back this way? the bitter taste of betrayal coats suguru’s tongue like a curse, and before he can do anything about it, a big SMACK! on his shoulder wakes him out of his trance.

“SUGUUUUUUUU! I MISSED YOUUUUUUU!” satoru bursts out onto the scene loudly, holding both your & suguru’s shoulders from behind the couch, bringing you two towards each other in a massive hug. with satoru’s face in the middle, smooshing both of your & suguru’s cheeks against his, suguru can’t help but feel a gnawing sense of shame.

satoru, affectionate as ever, kisses you both on the cheek. snowy hair ruffling with his actions, aquamarine eyes twinkling as bright as starlight, white eyelashes fluttering against the pink blush hued upon his soft cheeks. from here, suguru can see the light dusting of freckles on satoru’s nose, & the lightest sheen of gloss on his pink lips. no doubt from kissing you before he got here.

a twisted part of suguru is thankful for the kiss on the cheek, your glossy residue imprinted on his skin. an indirect kiss, he muses.

“sorry it took so long, i had to park so far away. hope you didn’t miss me too much, angel.” satoru pecks you on the cheek again, cheekily stealing an upside down kiss on the lips from you while he’s at it.

“no worries baby, i had sugu to keep me company.” you smile wide, eyes softening as satoru smoothes down your hair.

suguru forgot.

satoru trusts him with his entire life. with you.

the loud, brash, arrogant, self-centered boy suguru knew as a teen had grown up. cleaning up his act the moment he met you. enamored with your beauty, kindness, & personable nature — satoru fell deeply in love. he was still loud, but only to proclaim his love on the rooftops for you. he was brash at times but never with you. his arrogance was also truly never unfounded, he was just that confident in his own self and in the relationship he could have with you. suguru still thinks satoru can be self-centered at times, but never about you.

satoru puts you forward in every single aspect of his life — devoted. loyal. faithful. unbelievably constant with his love & adoration for you. your perfect other half.

your true soulmate.

you’re his one and only. and he’s yours.

“satoru! it’s been a while.” suguru prays the loud music can cover up the slight crack in his voice. he can feel his throat constricting like a python, he coughs to clear it, wanting to rid himself of the strangling feeling. he does what he does best in that moment: putting on a facade. a tight-lipped smile along with crinkled eyes graces his features, and he hopes that both you & satoru mistake it for pure happiness.

“you good, man?” satoru tilts his head like a puppy, looking at him questioningly. you do the same, concern clouding your beautiful eyes. he’s terrified that you both could see right through him.

“yeah.” suguru whispers quietly.

the ache that torments his throat & spikes his heart serves as a reminder.

he puts his warm hand over your cold ones in a comforting gesture. for who would it bring solace? he doesn’t know. at this point in time, he can’t bring himself to care. “just the summer heat.”

he brushes his thigh against yours once again, fiddling with your fingers softly. he figures he can allow himself this.

glancing into your eyes, his reflection stares back him.

he accepts that living with this ache of shame & this disgusting sense of desire is the very least someone like him deserves.

he figures he should allow it to devour him.

#geto suguru x reader #getou suguru x reader #geto x reader #<- not really that’s just in geto’s mind #gojo satoru x reader #gojo x reader #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jjk x reader #wanted to make this a deep dive in his psyche but also wormguru came to me in a dream and i had to mention it or i’d die #toji’s worm took one look at suguru & called him mommy… it was onto something… suguru gives mean hot girlfriend energy 95% of the time #my writings #personal

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coqxettee · 5 months

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Coquette Winter Gift Guide:

🎀 Gift ideas for yourself or your friends who love the Coquette aesthetic:

Clothes/Fashion:

1. Anything from Brandy Melville (Amara heart lace pyjamas)

2. Bailey bow uggs or normal uggs

3. Ralph Lauren sweaters

4. A ballet wrap

5. Floral pyjama sets, Cami’s & Long sleeve shirts

6. Grandma cardigans

7. A cable knit sweater

8. Legwarmers/pretty tights

9. A pair of cute gloves

10. ANY clothing from “Mymummadeit”

11. ANY clothing from “Favourite child collective”

12. Any clothing from the “Cutey” section on Romwe

13. A dress/anything from “Selkie”

14. Any slogan tee’s / baby tee’s from small businesses and independent brands

15. Victoria secret Pyjamas/Robe

16. Pink puffa coat

17. Tiffany & co earrings or necklace

18. The “Mymummadeit” puffa bag

19. Kate spade heart bag/Vivienne Westwood one or just a heart purse

20. A printed tote bag

21. Ted baker bags/cosmetic bags

22. Any dresses from - Cider, Motel rocks, Pretty little thing, Oh polly

23. A ballet skirt

24. ECOSUSI summer garden romance bags

25. A cape/fur shaul//A glam doll coat

26. Vintage nightgowns/nightwear

27. Cute earmuffs & things to decorate them with

28. Mary Janes & frilly ankle socks

Beauty:

29. Any products from “Glossier”

30. Dior (addict) makeup products (Lip oil’s, Blush, lip balm,

31. Anything from “Flowerknows” “Etude house” “Too faced” or “Charlotte Tilbury” “C beauty mall products”

32. Chanel lipstick

33. A quilted floral coquette makeup bag

34. W7 Tinted kiss lip oil

35. Miss Dior perfume

36. Chanel mamoiselle perfume

37. Any of the Ariana Grande perfumes/body sprays

38. Penhaligons “The favourite”

39. Oriana “Parfums de Marly”

40. Victoria secret body sprays

41. Paul & Joe Cinamoroll collection

Homeware:

42. The Amazon floral bedsheets

43. A heart mirror

44. Love shack fancy homeware items

45. Anything from Paris Hilton’s new cookery line

46. A ballerina/music box jewellery box

47. Pink/Vanilla Yankee candles

48. FreePrints photos to make a wall collage

49. Roccoco style picture frames

50. An angel tray dish

51. Fake flowers

52. Pretty Cushions / A large throw fluffy blanket,

53. Caroline medium jewellery case

54. Fake cake jewellery boxes

55. Tall candles and a candle holder

56. Posters of celebrity’s/artists etc

57. Any pretty art that can be displayed/put into frames

Self care:

58. Spa headbands, and wrist bands (Kylie skin headband)

59. Inn is free skincare products

60. Philosophy shower and skin products

61. Chanel eye patches

62. Mulberry silk eye mask (pink)

63. Look fantastic heartless hair curlers

64. Dior prestige skin products and body lotions

65. Baylis & Harding products

66. Angel tangle brush

67. Charlotte Tilbury skincare gift sets

68. Elasti - cream

69. Embellished claw clips

70. Sol de Janerio body cream

71. Mugs, hand warmers, face masks, lip scrubs

Miscellaneous: ⋆꙳•̩̩͙❅*̩̩͙‧͙ ‧͙*̩̩͙❆ ͙͛ ˚

72. AirPod max

73. Wildflower phone cases & airpod cases

74. A pink waterbottle (Stanley or Lululemon)

75. Lana del rey vinyls

76. Coquette notebooks

77. Dior & Chanel fashion books

78. My year of rest and relaxation

79. The seven husbands of Evelyn Hugo

80. Jellycats

⋆꙳•̩̩͙❅*̩̩͙‧͙ ‧͙*̩̩͙❆ ͙͛

I hope this helped you think of some ideas of things you want to ask or get someone for Christmas 🎀✨🎄

Merry Pinkmas coquette doves

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#baby pink #coquette #coquette aesthetic #lana del rey #girly pink #girly #girly aesthetic #girly girl #girly kei #girly stuff #coquette christmas #pinkmas #christmas

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ibedressin · 2 months

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@purestmaiden was in NYC and came for a visit. It was nice to briefly catch up!

Jacket: vixen by Micheline Pitt

Dress: vaquera

Shoes: Steve madden

Hat: heihei

Tights: find them on google

Earrings: vivienne westwood

Choker: creepy yeha

Pin: miss danger shop

Purse: Dr. Marten

I got out of work early and met up in the city to go look at fashion stuff. We hit up Vivienne Westwood for their little corset exhibit, but boo they didn't have some of the cooler pieces as advertised online. Still, it was nice to catch up with a friend. We also hit up Dover Street Market! It's really nice for inspiration and to see how the clothes are constructed in person.

This Vaquera dress is hilarious because I snagged it for around 250 when it was almost 1k. You know this shit don't got pockets? That annoyed me BUT I actually adore the design because I'm just a sucker for sailor shit.

Also my go to when I can't figure out what to wear has been VW earrings and the plaid heihei heart beret...I'm into the habitual outfit repeater thing lol. Fashion police leave me alone!

Again, I'm always aiming for the comfy because I be WALKING we walked from the westwood store to dover, so I was happy to wear what I was wearing. Check out some of the pretty designs I saw today!

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cuddl3s4shur1 · 1 year

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Deserve Me

Paring: Ex riri x Ex Yn Inspired by: EverGreen by Omar Apollo

Summary: Your reuniting with your ex leads to you questioning if you still have a love for her

Authors note: I have been recently listening to the song "evergreen" recently and it had me thinking if I should write a story about it.

Taglist: @tuesdaylovesu(Wifey FR) @lunax0654 @saintwrld @secretgyals @writesbyriri @letitias-fav @locoforshuri @womenlxver @ziayamikaelson @xxmilli @adeola-the-explorer @atssukoo @randomhoex @malltake12 @niaalove @2k7-sparkles @shuriislut

Part 1: Confusion

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Riri Willams

Most People knew her for her spot on the avengers

Iron Heart

But to you, she was your ex-fiance riri. Well if you said how you felt about riri you would go on and on about her for hours. But to simplify your description of how you felt about riri, she was your first ex.

Most people find it crazy how riri is your first-ever ex but you had a good reason why. Your parents were strict and wanted you to focus on your grades. So until you left your parent's house you never had your first love, First Date, or First Argument. But when you say first love you mean your first REAL love. You had those little secret relationships when you were in middle school but you never thought of that as real love.

Due to riri being your first ever real experience of love you basically let any and everything slide. You let it slide due to you being blindly in love with riri. So blind you let her have an affair in YOUR apartment. When that happened people told you that you should leave her . You told people that it was ok and you tried giving her yet another chance to prove people wrong. That chance you gave riri ended up making you look like a fool. Why? Because riri cheated on you once again.

That relationship sparked trust issues and insecurity with your body. It made you feel like the only reason why riri was cheating was because of your body. You thought if I change my body maybe just maybe riri will love me how she loved me once before. This caused harm to your health. You thought people wouldn’t notice you slowly starting to stop eating but they realized and caught on quickly. You told them that it was no big deal why you were doing it. Until you slowly stop eating for one person, That one person leads you to the hospital . When you were in the hospital the person that you even did this for didn’t even come to see if you were okay. For the rest of the time you spent in the hospital thinking and hoping that the one person you wanted to see would ever come, She never did.

You got out of the hospital after a week and on that day you decided to go grocery shopping and then go to the store. But you realized you forgot the main thing you needed to shop. A wallet. You went to your apartment to get your wallet and go . When you went to your apartment you caught riri getting a lap dance from her boss. On that day, June 23rd, you ended your relationship with riri for good. She told you “Oh I'm gonna change” but you weren’t blindly in love anymore. Enough was enough you weren’t going to look like a fool anymore.

Riri ended up finally moving out and leaving your life FOR GOOD around a week later. Or so you thought.

Present Time

You were out in Chicago. You happened to be in town for a work meeting and family. Due to you being in your hometown for a little bit, you decided to catch up with old friends from high school. Today you and your old friend Mira decided to go out shopping and have a girl’s day.

Right now you guys were at Vivienne Westwood. You guys were looking at jewelry and purses. “Girl these earrings and rings are just chef kisses” You point at the glass so she can look at which ones you pointed at. “Ok them fire, “ she says as she looks at the rings you pointed to. “I think I’m going to get them but I don’t know should I-” You ask her before you got cut off by a familiar voice. “I’ll buy the jewelry put it on my tab” the lady yells to the worker. You look up confused about who would make the purchase. You look at first happy but annoyed once you see who it is. “No ma, am it's ok I'm just going to pay for it” You speak to the worker as you get your wallet out to purchase the jewelry. “You give the lady cash and she gets the jewelry you wanted and put it in a bag . “I’ll be in the car Mira,” You say Mira continues to shop and look around the store.

You begin to leave the store with the new jewelry you had purchased. “Hey y/n can we talk “ You hear a voice ask you. You ignore the voice and keep walking to the car “Look I know you hear me and are trying to ignore me” She says you roll your eyes knowing she wouldn’t see that. “So why do you keep on talking to me, “ you ask her stopping in the parking lot. “Because I want to talk to you, I want to talk to you about you know us” You give her a side-eye. “Us there's no more us go to the side hoe you was messing with when I was in the hospital,” I say give her a up down look. “Look i know what I did in the past was wrong but give me a chance “ you can tell riri meant it but you're not trying to go through that toxicity again. You give riri a blank stare “ Did you not understand the last sentence? Why are you looking for me when you can be with that hoe who gave you a lapdance? '' You say, reminding her once again of her old ways. That's the thing, we where just friends with benefits, “ she says . “Ok go friends with benefits yo ass out my face “ you say trying not to be laugh. “Look y/n what can i do to you know regain your trust or become friends “ she asks you . “Just you can’t regain my trust and I don't want to experience that path in my life again, “ you say . “How about we go to therapy together and get everything off of our chest , Deal ? '' she asks me . I start to think maybe we can patch this relationship . “Sure text me the details on insta “ i exclaim. “No number ?” riri asks . “We're not at that level yet “ you say as you walk off to your car .

Hours Later

You went out on a date with yourself. People believe that you doing it is crazy but it's not . It’s self-love. You would often enjoy these dates because you got time to yourself to just relax . You also liked it because you would often make new friends . This night was different you relaxed and watched the sunset as you took a break from your book. You took a sip from your champagne and sighed.

“Excuse me ma'am your guest is here “ you look up at the waitress confused on what she's talking about . “Ma,am I don’t know what you're talking about there shouldn’t be anyone else coming? '' you responded to the waitress . “Oh i’m sorry they told they where here for you , My apologies i will give her another table “ the waitress says as she turns to leave your table .”thank you ma'am” you say with a smile . You go back to reading your book as you try to forget that awkward situation you just went through. You try and try to read in your book in your mind yet every time you do you go back to the situation.

Who knew you were here ?

How did they know you were here?

Who was trying to see you ?

Why did they come see you?

Knowing that someone knew where you were when you told nobody became unsettling on the stomach. You were ready to get up and leave when you haven't even had your food yet. You get up from your table and you head to your waiter . “Excuse me can i get my bill “ you ask trying to keep your calm. “ Ma,am you haven’t got your food yet? '' she says, wondering if she has done anything wrong. “I know but ever since you told me about my guest it had been unsettling on my stomach “ you say. “Ma,am the person is over there “ the waitress says as she points to a table. You look over to see riri wave at you with a smile. “Actually i’ll be staying , just put it on her tab” .

You walk over to the riris table pissed off. “Why are you here?” you ask her in an angry tone. Riri drank her champagne and stared at you . The thing with riri is whenever you would get mad at her she liked it she liked the way anger looked on you . She liked it so much that while you guys were together she would do small things that she knew made you made mad , she did it so you could yell at her . “ Here to see you of course i couldn’t let you look like a goddess and I not talk to you” she says with a smile. “ So what i'm here if you wanted to go out on a date” you ask riri with a smile.”Yeah basically “ riri responds as she stares as while taking a sip of Chamgane ”.

“Well sense you want it to be a “date” let's enjoy this “date” You say as move your seat more close to the table. You get the bottle of chamagne riri already ordered and you begin to pour yourself some in a glass. You place the champagne bottle on the spot it was previously at. You take a sip from your glass and place your glass on the table when you finished. You look up at sky and show a light smile. “Dosen’t the sky look breath taking” you ask rir as you set your eye from the sky to her. “Its breathtaking like you “ riri flirts. “Oh thank you “ you say being pleasant.

For the next couple hours you and riri talked about everything. Your relationship , Work, Friends, Everything to catch eachother up on. You put in your half for the bill and sighed . “I wasn’t expecting my self love date to turn out like this , but i enjoyed this more than i thought i would “ You said as you got up to put your coat on. “I’m glad you enjoyed this “ she says as she puts on her coat. The two of you walk out of the restaurant talking about some funny experiences when you guys where still together. You guys laugh and laugh until you guys stopped at your car. “I hope we can do this again sometime “ riri says as she opens the car door for you . “Yeah maybe we can do this again” you say as you look at riri with a smile. She closes the car door and you look at her until she walked away.

“I think im in love “ you yell knowing well your car wasn’t sound proof. You couldn’t be in love right shes your ex . She put you through hell and you don’t want to go through that again . It like riri knew what to do and what to say to get you back. “ No i can’t be in love , i have moved on and im probably just a little tipsy” you say trying to put your feelings aside . “ Theres no way I’m in love this quick you know “ you say keep trying to put your feelings aside knowing well you couldn’t put true love aside. You drive out the parking lot and head home .

At Home

You where now settled into your home after the date with riri. You were still torn thinking about if you where still in love with riri. You couldn’t believe it . Why ? Because while riri was out of your life you where “healing and moving on” . Or so you thought . You went to your bedroom and digged up a box. The box had the only good memories of you and riri’s relationship . Unlike other people who burned , selled or even threw away all memories you kept them knowing before what ever happened that the 2 of you did have good times and it wasn’t always bad. You open the box and take out the pictures and look threw them. You saw pictures of you and riri at a fair , carnival, party,farm etc you smiled and chuckled at some pictures. When you looked at the pictures long enough you had flashbacks .

Fair Flash Back Starts

“Hey excuse me ma,am can you take this picture of me and my girlfriend “ you ask a lady ready to hand her the camera. “Sure why not “ you guys kiss and hold up the teddy bear that yall named “ Mr. Honey” . “what a lovely couple yall are i hope you guys like the picture “ the lady says as he hands you the camera back . “thank you have a nice day” you say smiling . “babe we should go on that “ She says she points at the sky master . “Im not going on that all that food i just ate, Im not throwing up tonight “ you say as you laugh. You guys walk around the fair until you to go on the swing ride. “Looks like im going to have Mr.honey in my lap “ you say with a laugh. “Mr.Honey is lowkey lucky” riri says as she laughs.

Fair Flash Back Ends

You open your eyes and go back to present time . You place the pictues back in the box and you place it under you bed. You go to your full body mirror and you began to look at yourself and think.

Is the love worth my going through that pain again ?

You turn off your bedroom lights and lay back in your bed. You let the question wander around in your head until you stopped, You layed your head on your pillow and went to sleep for the night.

Was the love for riri that important that you would go through that pain again?

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jackmercerenthuiast · 1 year

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Putting On The Brits - Damon Albarn x !FemReader

(Damon is literally so shagable)

☆ content warning - Swearing, alcohol

- 1995 -

‘For fuck’s sake Maddie! Where has your skanky ass put my hair rollers!?’

You yelled to your best mate as you frantically searched across your room for your favourite pair of heated rollers.

‘If you could actually go a day with remembering the shit I tell you, you’d know that I asked you for them!’

She yelled from her room, suddenly you’re able to recollect the memory of her asking for them only mere hours ago.

Shit, was the only thing you could think to yourself, having planned almost every aspect of your outfit except from your hair, you only really had time to put them in rollers. Then, Maddie walks into your room, plants the rollers onto your desk and sticks the V up to you on the way out.

‘Cheers! Love youu!!’ I said to her on her way out, she had enough of my memory (lack of) for today, but that was besides the point, today was one of the biggest events of my life. The Brit Awards were being held tonight and me, being a highly paid model, was somehow invited.

I knew I had to impress. Not only to show I deserved to be there, but to catch the eye of all the fit lads there ;). Especially, the singer of my favourite britpop band, Mr Damon Albarn, because my god was he the most yummiest man I’ve ever laid my eyes on. I wanted him baaad and from recent articles in the news, it appeared that he wanted me too.

- Time skip bc I’m lazy x -

As me and Maddie left my car, all I could see were the plethora of cameras flashing at me and my beautiful black, strapless dress that complemented my figure perfectly, along with my black, red-bottomed heels, matched with a Vivienne Westwood clutch purse. I looked fucking fit.

Me and Madison sat a few seats away from Blur’s table, much to Maddie’s dismay.

‘No piss off y/n, you absolute pillock, I wanna sit near Oasis.’

‘Fuck off you old mare, we’re sitting next to Blur, not those grubby Man City supporters.’

‘Fair enough, they’re choice for footy teams is a sack of shite.’

‘Exactly.’

‘But be honest, is Chelsea any better?’

‘Yes, it’s not City?’

‘True, Blur it is, but don’t expect me to stay there.’

‘Alright babe.’

As me and Mads finally agreed on where to sit, my eyes immediately found Damon in the many tables of people in the building, ‘kin hell he is gorg, I thought to myself, it was true, he was really pretty, weird way to describe a bloke but I wasn’t wrong was I?.

‘Y/N love, be a dear and get us a cider.’

‘Cider? I see my Herefordian influence has gotten to you’

(Big up the cow town ☆)

‘Indeed it has, as much as I hate to admit it, it has. Now gowan get us a drink, I ain’t gonna be able to go up to LG any other way.’

‘Alright alright, alcoholic much?’

I made my way up to the in-building bar, asked for a cider for Maddie, and a pint for myself, and sat on the surprisingly nice barstool as I waited for the drinks.

‘Didn’t expect to see you here.’

I turned to my left to see Damon. Fucking. Albarn.

‘Trust me I didn’t see myself being here.’

I said in reply, he let out a small laugh at my pessimism. Oh my god, oh my god, I made Damon laugh.

‘Not one for socialising?’

‘Not a chance if there ain’t a bar near by, especially if it means I have to talk to fancy private school pretty-boys like yourself’

As I said that to Dames, my drinks came, so I placed them on the bar and took a swig of my beer.

‘Right, does that mean you didn’t go to anywhere fancy?’

‘Not a fucking chance mate, you think a Hereford girl like me could go to anywhere like Cambridge?’

‘Where’s that?’ he laughed, a palm hit my head,

‘My point, just some cow town in the West Midlands, pretty shitty council estates, but I must admit, banging cider.’

‘Oh well fair enough then, but back to your point about pretty-boys like myself, you reckon I’m pretty do you?’

Damon asked as he leant in a bit closer to my face, god the tension was highh, luckily my saviour Chris Evans was about the announce the Best British Album award, thank fuck.

- Another time skip lols -

After a while, Blur had earned 4 awards at the end of the night, and fair enough, their music was really fucking good. A big group of us decided to celebrate with a couple of bands at a nearby pub, and when I had brought what was meant to be mine and Maddie’s drinks back from the bar, she wasn’t at our table, instead she was with the Manchester lads, clearly having fun so I didn’t want to be a cockblocker. I just ordered more drinks and sat by myself as a few familiar faces came and sat at my table.

‘Funny seeing you lot at my table.’

‘Yeah we saw you sat alone and a certain someone had the great idea of joining you.’ Alex mentioned as he nudged Damon with his elbow.

‘Piss off Alex, anyways, impressed to see your favourite band win not two but four Brits?’ Damon asked proudly, winking at me. I already felt my face go hot at the sight of him oh my days.

‘Contrary to popular belief, you guys aren’t my faves, favourite britpop band? Yes. Favourite band? Not a chance my love.’

Don’t know where I got the confidence to call him ‘my love’ but it seemed to have an effect on him considering he went red in the face before taking a sip of his drink.

‘Really now? Who is then?’ Dave asked me, clearly invested in my answer.

‘Drum roll please Alex and Gray.’

... 🥁🥁 ....

‘My favourite band is actually between Metallica and Black Sabbath to be honest with youse.’ (Change it if you want babes x)

‘Metal bands? Wouldn’t expect that from a lady like yourself.’

‘Well Damon, I’m a woman of many mysteries.’

‘Really now? I’d like to find out some other secrets of yours.’

‘Right you two seem to be in your own little world there so we’ll take our leave, well in Dame.’ Alex said to us as the rest of the band walked off. Leaving me and Damon alone for the rest of the night...bad decision ultimately.

- Time skip to the Next Day -

‘Oh my God, my head actually kills.’ I said to myself, well, to what I assumed was myself.

‘Well that makes two of us.’ to my surprise, a shirtless Damon was in the middle my room.

‘Come again? Now I admit I drank a fair bit but what the fuck?’

‘Trust me, I remember just as little as you do love.’

‘Well, when I put two and two together, I kind of regret not being able to remember.’

‘Really? Anything that can jog your memory?’

☆*: .｡..｡.:*☆

The End LOL I’ll probably do a part two if a gal can be bothered x

Part 2 (Coming soon)

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quxw · 4 months

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notes from the underground fashion and philosophy part 2

//thanks to katia and her wonderful presentation on GRAILED i have acquired a new obsession—now, from time to time, i just go on their website to look at stuff and do what exactly? nothing, actually

//now getting my hands on a vivienne westwood purse is on my bucket-list

#fashion and philosophy

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teamluxx · 1 year

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large purple coat.

a (vaguely) popcia drabble

A/N; i wrote this silly fic for my creative writing class, and i honestly was very proud of it. popcia undertones if u squint.

Marcia was always an extravagant girl. She had a large purple coat that she wore everywhere, the sleeves and neckline covered in feathers. They were ostrich feathers, which were the cheapest, but no one but her knew that. No one but her needed to know. It wasn't at all expensive, in all honesty, only about 30 dollars from a garage sale downtown. But it made her look fancy, so it became a staple in her wardrobe.

Her face was always adorned with bright blush and a soft pink lipstick. It was her signature look, and everyone around her knew that. It was Tokyo by NYX cosmetics. She'd worn it for years, and she loved how soft and sweet it made her smile. Everyone loved to ask what brand it was, and of course, she always lied. "It's Too Faced," she responded without fail.

She also had these little floral dress that she loved to wear on special occasions. It was a soft robin blue, perfectly ironed and tailored to match her long legs. It fell right above the knee, making sure everyone was able to see the shoes that went along with the dress. "Oh, my dress? It's vintage, but I can't read the label anymore. It was very expensive," she would say. Of course, another lie. Her mother had given it to her many years ago, and it probably wasn’t worth much.

Marcia would never tell anyone how bad things were. She was prim and proper Marcia, not Marcia that could barely afford her rent, much less feed herself and pay for nice things. But of course, the façade never faded, always holding her head up high and scoffing at anything that didn't fit her "expensive tastes."

Poppy was the first person to notice that Marcia was struggling. They worked together, an office job that was just busy work. Filing papers, writing numbers, nothing of interest to most.

"Marcia," Poppy called from her desk. "There's a stain on your coat," she stated plainly, though admiring the texture and color.

"Oh, thank you," Marcia responded, offering the girl across from her a weak smile.

"You know, I had a coat just like that a few years ago. I left it at my parent's house downtown and never saw it again."

Marcia's eyes widened slightly. "Huh, weird," she laughed fakely as she looked away from her, pretending to focus on her work.

Marcia had always assumed that the original owner of the coat was someone that was dead or hadn't really cared to get rid of it. Not that she would end up working with the very girl that it came from.

Poppy couldn’t help but stare at Marcia as she worked, brows furrowing as she looked at the coat. The more she stared, the more she noticed a tiny hole in the seam, which was sewn up with a dark blue thread that didn’t match. Just like her grandmother had done to hers. Huh.

When their work day was over at strictly 5 PM, Marcia stood up from her desk with a strange force, quickly packing her purse as she headed towards the door.

“Hey,” Poppy called, standing up after her. She walked towards Marcia, grabbing the coat and looking at the hem. “It is my coat. My grandmother hemmed this.”

Marcia stared down at Poppy’s hands, legs practically shaking. “I’ll give it back. Just… don’t tell anyone. Please.”

Poppy stood up straight, shaking her head as she walked back to her dress to grab her purse. “Don’t worry about it. It looks better on you anyways.”

Marcia was still horrified, clutching her purse close to her chest. “It’s designer,” she’d say. But it wasn’t. It was a fake Vivienne Westwood she got from eBay.

“If you ever need anything,” Poppy said over her shoulder. “You can ask me. Don’t worry. It’ll be our little secret.”

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nyc-looks · 10 months

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Emma, 23

“I am wearing a Telfar shirt that I thrifted, a distressed denim skirt from Soho boutique Unfashional, Jeffrey Campbell boots, Vivienne Westwood bones choker, and vintage Coach purse that I thrifted. 2023 has been my year of finding my personal style, and I’m having so much fun with it. Fashion should be accessible and enjoyable!“

Apr 22, 2023 ∙ Bushwick

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roseverie · 2 years

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Hey rose! I got into medical school and have saved up a little money to treat myself. I have about 250 dollars on me, can you recommend a first luxury item for me? Id love something from vivienne westwood.

Do you think its worth spending on a certain jewelry piece from them? Like the alexa necklace?

Ohh congratulations on your achievement! proud of you 🤍!! Well in terms of vivi you really can’t go wrong— they are one of, if not, my fave designer brand. The necklace you’re mentioning is definitely something I would purchase (as opposed to their other orb style necklaces). If it’s something that came to your mind first, then don’t hesitate. The only other thing I can think of is something like their ‘granny frame purses’, but I guess you would probably get more use out of wearing a necklace.

#replied #have a lovely day x

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clararats · 1 year

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What I want to achieve

Material:

· Glamorous clothing that fits my style.

· High brand products.

· High brand golden jewelry.

· Guitars and music accesories.

· Thick and sliky blonde hair.

· Money.

· Travels.

· Quality food.

· Chanel purses.

· Vivienne Westwood products.

· Dior makeup.

· Versace dresses.

· Having the privilege to be in luxurious places.

· A DJ table.

· Being gift with roses.

Non-material:

· Respect from everyone.

· Power

· Success in anything I propose.

· Musical success.

· Being a rockstar in 21st century.

· Fame.

· A calm mind.

· Happiness.

· Feeling complete.

· Live in a amazing city full of oportunities.

· My life to de passionate.

· Always being 100% sure of myself.

· Lose 8 kg.

· Having friends and people that bring me good things and are also ambitious, hardworking and trust-worthy.

· To be alone by choice.

· Travel whenever I want.

· Clear skin.

· Looking good in photos and videos.

· To be treated like a queen.

· Have fun in weekends and having crazy nights.

· Living the life I know I deserve.

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weisssilver88 · 2 months

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