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There is a really interesting blog called "Fluent Forever" that aids foreign language learners in tricks, tips and techniques to guide them to achieving fluency "quickly" and efficiently. One of the tricks is to learn these 625 vocab words in your target language, that way you have a basis to start delving into grammar with ease as you can understand a lot of vocab right off the bat. Plus this list of words are common across the world and will aid you in whatever language you are learning. Here is the list in thematic order

• Animal: dog, cat, fish, bird, cow, pig, mouse, horse, wing, animal

• Transportation: train, plane, car, truck, bicycle, bus, boat, ship, tire, gasoline, engine, (train) ticket, transportation

• Location: city, house, apartment, street/road, airport, train station, bridge hotel, restaurant, farm, court, school, office, room, town, university, club, bar, park, camp, store/shop, theater, library, hospital, church, market, country (USA,

France, etc.), building, ground, space (outer space), bank, location

• Clothing: hat, dress, suit, skirt, shirt, T-shirt, pants, shoes, pocket, coat, stain, clothing

• Color: red, green, blue (light/dark), yellow, brown, pink, orange, black, white, gray, color

• People: son, daughter, mother, father, parent (= mother/father), baby, man, woman, brother, sister, family, grandfather, grandmother, husband, wife, king, queen, president, neighbor, boy, girl, child (= boy/girl), adult (= man/woman), human (# animal), friend (Add a friend's name), victim, player, fan, crowd, person

• Job: Teacher, student, lawyer, doctor, patient, waiter, secretary, priest, police, army, soldier, artist, author, manager, reporter, actor, job

• Society: religion, heaven, hell, death, medicine, money, dollar, bill, marriage, wedding, team, race (ethnicity), sex (the act), sex (gender), murder, prison, technology, energy, war, peace, attack, election, magazine, newspaper, poison, gun, sport, race (sport), exercise, ball, game, price, contract, drug, sign, science, God

• Art. band, song, instrument (musical), music, movie, art

• Beverages: coffee, tea, wine, beer, juice, water, milk, beverage

• Food: egg, cheese, bread, soup, cake, chicken, pork, beef, apple, banana orange, lemon, corn, rice, oil, seed, knife, spoon, fork, plate, cup, breakfast, lunch, dinner, sugar, salt, bottle, food

• Home: table, chair, bed, dream, window, door, bedroom, kitchen, bathroom, pencil, pen, photograph, soap, book, page, key, paint, letter, note, wall, paper, floor, ceiling, roof, pool, lock, telephone, garden, yard, needle, bag, box, gift, card, ring, tool

• Electronics: clock, lamp, fan, cell phone, network, computer, program (computer), laptop, screen, camera, television, radio

• Body: head, neck, face, beard, hair, eye, mouth, lip, nose, tooth, ear, tear (drop), tongue, back, toe, finger, foot, hand, leg, arm, shoulder, heart, blood, brain, knee, sweat, disease, bone, voice, skin, body

• Nature: sea, ocean, river, mountain, rain, snow, tree, sun, moon, world, Earth, forest, sky, plant, wind, soil/earth, flower, valley, root, lake, star, grass, leaf, air, sand, beach, wave, fire, ice, island, hill, heat, nature

• Materials: glass, metal, plastic, wood, stone, diamond, clay, dust, gold, copper, silver, material

• Math/Measurements: meter, centimeter, kilogram, inch, foot, pound, half, circle, square, temperature, date, weight, edge, corner

• Misc Nouns: map, dot, consonant, vowel, light, sound, yes, no, piece, pain, injury, hole, image, pattern, noun, verb, adjective

• Directions: top, bottom, side, front, back, outside, inside, up, down, left, right, straight, north, south, east, west, direction

• Seasons: Summer, Spring, Winter, Fall, season

• Numbers: 0, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19, 20 21, 22, 30, 31, 32, 40, 41, 42, 50, 51, 52, 60, 61, 62, 70, 71, 72, 80, 81, 82, 90, 91, 92, 100, 101, 102, 110, 111, 1000, 1001, 10000, 100000, million, billion, 1st, 2nd, 3rd, 4th, 5th, number

• Months: January, February, March, April, May, June, July, August, September, October, November, December

• Days of the week: Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday

• Time: year, month, week, day, hour, minute, second, morning, afternoon, evening, night, time

• Verbs: work, play, walk, run, drive, fly, swim, go, stop, follow, think, speak/say, eat, drink, kill, die, smile, laugh, cry, buy, pay, sell, shoot(a gun), learn, jump, smell, hear (a sound), listen (music), taste, touch, see (a bird), watch (TV), kiss, burn, melt, dig, explode, sit, stand, love, pass by, cut, fight, lie down, dance, sleep, wake up, sing, count, marry, pray, win, lose, mix/stir, bend, wash, cook, open, close, write, call, turn, build, teach, grow, draw, feed, catch, throw, clean, find, fall, push, pull, carry, break, wear, hang, shake, sign, beat, lift

• Adjectives: long, short (long), tall, short (vs tall), wide, narrow, big/large, small/little, slow, fast, hot, cold, warm, cool, new, old (new), young, old (young), weak, dead, alive, heavy, light (heavy), dark, light (dark), nuclear, famous

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It's Tuesday and I'm Tired

It's 8:22pm and I swear I'm fighting the urge to go to bed. I've done a lot today - cranked out earrings, mopped the floors, two loads of laundry, weeded and watered, stained the wood that Mickey will use to make earring displays for me, and so on. I made good use of my hours, but I'm whipped. I didn't use to get tired from busy days. Is it age or have I allowed myself to get lazy? Either way, it's not fun. BUT...tomorrow will be fun. We've got several errands to run in Easton, and I'll be in STORES.

Granted, one of the stores is Lowe's, so that doesn't really count, but I'll also be in Michael's and maybe even Target or Kohl's. It's like a vacation! Do I sound excited? Is that sad? Know what's not sad? I've made tons of progress with earring inventory! The Halloween batch is coming right along. I have my sister's approval on these polka dot sets. I ask her opinion when I'm not sure, and she gave these the green light.

And those ghosts have been glittered and glazed.

Speaking of my wonderful, kind, generous, and thoughtful sister...look what she sent to me!

Stacks and stacks of beautiful paper! I feel like I won the lottery. I'l explain. That scrapbooking paper is what I use to make my cards and I can't find it around here. The JoAnn's in Easton only sells fabric and limited craft supplies. Michael's in Easton has a sparse supply of paper that never changes and it's mostly baby shower and wedding stuff. They still have Valentine and Easter paper out from last spring. I could drive an hour to Hobby Lobby in Dover but I don't like Hobby Lobby, and if their website is correct there's not much paper in stock anyway. So I've had to order online and pay extra per sheet pus shipping. Not good. My sister popped into the JoAnn store nearest to her and scooped up all of this fabulous paper at ten sheets for $3. I have ten sheets of each pattern and I can make 4 cards from each sheet. SCORE!! Even better, she included the blue plastic storage bin! I can't tell you what a relief it is to have this in my supply cabinet. I can coast a long time on this oh-so-generous gift from my sister. I should have taken a prettier photo of this bounty, but I was so excited when I opened the box that I snapped that between happy dances. I'm thrilled to my toes! That's it from me tonight. I'm heading upstairs for a long soak and a hard sleep. I'll be taking this pretty girl with me.

This one, too. She just refuses to pose.

The girls and I wish you a lovely evening and the sweetest of dreams. Stay safe, stay well.

XOXO, Nancy

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Hey, young people, sending thank you cards conveys more than just appreciation.

July 22, 2024

Twice this summer I've heard from old friends who complained that they did not receive a thank you card after giving substantial amounts of cash as a graduation or wedding gift.

My wife and I have had the same sort of experience: writing a generous check to a newly married couple but never receiving so much as a text acknowledging it.

Now some might argue that giving a gift of any kind does not require a "thank you" in return because it was something you wanted to do for the person.

That may be true in some cultures, but not the one we live in.

During the '90s and '00s when my wife and I were raising four children, many of their friends hung out in our basement, kicked back in our hot tub, explored the woods behind our house. We got to know some of them really well. So I felt disappointment after not receiving a thank you card--nor any other form of appreciative communiction--for a wedding gift given to one who did a lot of growing up in our house.

I certainly understand that there are ways other than paper greeting cards or notes to say thank you--texts, e-mails, e-cards with exploding fireworks, Facebook posts, etc. I have sent such greetings myself at the time of a friend's or sibling's birthday.

But for money given at graduations, weddings, showers, etc.? Not acceptable.

Just this past weekend I heard a story from Debbie's cousin who supervises 50 people where she works. She gave a bridal shower for one of her 30-something co-workers, as well as a nice wedding gift. Other than expressing a group thank you in a short speech at the shower, the woman sent no other form of thank you communication for either gesture

That's rude, in my estimation.

On the other hand, a few weeks ago my sister hosted a bridal shower at a restaurant for her soon-to-be dauther-in-law. Shortly after attending the shower Debbie received a heartfelt message from the woman in a real thank you card that arrived in the mail box on our porch. It currently stands on a cabinet in our living room. Receiving that card with it's touching sentiments meant a lot to my wife.

In a world that, regretably, is becoming less civilized every day, it was a personal, very civil thing for the young mellennial to do.

Call me a Neanderthal, but it's my contention that anyone who sends a card to say thank you for a graduation, wedding, or shower gift sets himself or herself apart from the rest of the pack.

It says that you're a cut above.

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Memorable Return Gift Ideas for Baraatis: Celebrate Their Presence with Tokens of Appreciation

Introduction: Baraatis, the esteemed guests who accompany the groom's wedding procession, play a significant role in Indian weddings. Expressing gratitude to these guests with thoughtful return gifts is a tradition that adds warmth and appreciation to the festivities. In this article, we present a collection of return gift ideas tailored for baraatis, ensuring they depart with cherished mementos that reflect the joy of the occasion.

Miniature Traditional Instruments (Rs 150 - Rs 200):

return gift ideas for barati of traditional Indian musical instruments such as tabla, sitar, or flute.

These decorative pieces are a nod to the festive music and culture of Indian weddings.

Guests can display them at home or on their desks as reminders of the joyful celebration.

Personalized Keychains with Groom's and Bride's Initials (Rs 100 - Rs 150):

Customized keychains featuring the initials of the couple, adding a personal touch.

Guests can use these keychains to accessorize their keys or bags, keeping the wedding memories close.

Opt for elegant designs and quality materials for a lasting impression.

Decorative Pocket Watches (Rs 200 - Rs 250):

Vintage-style pocket watches with intricate designs and engravings.

These timeless pieces are both functional and stylish, making them memorable gifts.

Guests can wear them as accessories or keep them as collector's items.

Embroidered Silk Pouches with Sweets (Rs 150 - Rs 200 per set):

Silk pouches embroidered with traditional motifs and filled with delectable sweets.

These elegant pouches double as gift packaging and can be reused for storing small items.

Guests will appreciate the blend of aesthetics and sweetness in this thoughtful gift.

Aromatic Potpourri Sets (Rs 100 - Rs 150 per set):

Potpourri sets featuring a blend of dried flowers, herbs, and spices in decorative jars.

Guests can place these fragrant mixes in their homes for a pleasant and calming ambiance.

Choose scents like lavender, rose, or jasmine for a soothing effect.

Handcrafted Wooden Coasters (Rs 80 - Rs 120 per set):

Set of wooden coasters with intricate carvings or designs.

These practical gifts protect surfaces from drink stains while adding a touch of elegance.

Guests can use them during daily routines or special occasions.

Artisanal Soap and Hand Towel Sets (Rs 120 - Rs 180 per set):

Sets featuring handmade soaps with natural ingredients and soft hand towels.

These spa-inspired gifts promote relaxation and pampering.

Guests can enjoy a luxurious bath experience with these thoughtfully curated sets.

Decorative Wall Hangings or Hangable Ornaments (Rs 100 - Rs 150):

Intricately designed wall hangings or ornaments in metal or wood.

Guests can adorn their homes with these decorative pieces, adding a festive touch.

Opt for auspicious symbols or motifs related to weddings for a meaningful gift.

Herbal Tea Gift Boxes (Rs 150 - Rs 200 per set):

Assorted herbal tea blends in attractive gift boxes.

Guests can enjoy a variety of flavors like green tea, chamomile, or peppermint.

Perfect for relaxation and wellness after the celebratory events.

Customized Thank You Cards or Photo Frames (Rs 50 - Rs 100 per piece):

Personalized thank you cards with a heartfelt message from the couple.

Photo frames featuring a group photo from the wedding or a picture with the baraatis.

These personalized tokens of appreciation will remind guests of the special bond shared during the wedding.

Conclusion: Selecting return gifts for baraatis is an opportunity to express gratitude and leave a lasting impression on these esteemed guests. The gift ideas presented, all within the Rs 200 budget range, are thoughtful and meaningful, reflecting the joy and spirit of the wedding celebration. Whether it's a miniature instrument, personalized keychain, or aromatic potpourri set, each gift is designed to convey appreciation for the guests' presence and participation in the festivities. By choosing these memorable tokens, couples can create lasting memories and strengthen the bond with their baraatis.

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How to Find the Best Flowers in Liverpool | zenasflowers.com.au

Dovedale Florist

Dovedale Florist is one of the most well-known flower shops in Liverpool. Founded over thirty years ago, it has become a household name in the local area. The florist is a member of the British Floristry Association and offers exceptional service and innovative floral designs. They can help you with any occasion, whether it be a wedding, anniversary, or funeral.

When it comes to Best Flowers in Liverpool, you can choose from many different types and shops. Whether you're in search of a romantic bouquet or a simple arrangement of bright, colorful blooms, you'll find the perfect flowers for your special occasion. There are also several different types of flower delivery available, including same day delivery.

You can place an order with this florist online or at their store in Dovedale. With their same day delivery service, you can have a beautiful flower bouquet delivered to the lucky recipient within an hour. Customers who choose this florist have been pleased with the results. The shop also offers poppies flowers, a range of brightly coloured flower arrangements that are sure to make the recipient smile.

Annabelle's Florist

Annabelle's Florist is one of the premier wedding florists in Liverpool, creating stunning flower displays for the bride and groom. Flowers are the highlight of a wedding day, from the bride's bouquet to her bridesmaids' bouquets and the groom's buttonhole. Joanne has been passionate about florals since she was 12 years old.

Annabelle's Florist in Liverpool offers flower delivery in and around Liverpool, as well as nationwide through their network of florists. Their floral arrangements are designed to be fresh and beautiful for any occasion. They offer stunning bouquets for Valentine's Day, Mother's Day, get well soon, and more.

Norwegian Wood Florist

If you are looking for a florist in Liverpool that will give you beautiful flowers at reasonable prices, you should visit Norwegian Wood Florist. This florist is located at 140 Queens Drive West Derby in Liverpool. They are open on Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday from 9:00 a.m. to 17:00 p.m. and on Saturday, they are open from 09:30 a.m. to 15:00 p.m.

This florist has a great selection of beautiful flowers and offers same-day flower delivery. They can also customise the arrangement for a specific recipient. Their floral arrangement options are bright, colourful, and unique. In addition to flowers, they offer a selection of gift baskets and boxes.

Fishlock Flowers

Fishlocks Flowers is an online florist that provides same-day and weekend flower delivery. Their hand-tied bouquets make a beautiful gift for any occasion. For an extra special touch, they can add Champagne or Maison Fougere chocolates. Their website and app also allow customers to review and track past orders. In addition, if you'd like to send your special someone a surprise, you can add a fun balloon.

The family-run florist has been based in Liverpool for over 100 years, so they know a thing or two about making their customers happy. With their dedication to customer service, they have created thousands of beautiful arrangements and won the trust of the people of Liverpool.

Passion For Flowers

If you're looking for a great place to buy flowers, Passion For Flowers is the place to go. The local shop specializes in delivering posies, bouquets and baskets, as well as special occasion blooms. You'll find that they can even create a bespoke arrangement for a special occasion.

Passion For Flowers is a florist that delivers flowers to Liverpool and offers exceptional service and the highest quality flowers. Their service is delivered by a professional florist and they also offer same day flower delivery. The shop is located in the Dingle neighborhood of Liverpool. They accept payments from credit cards, debit cards, and NFC mobile payments.

Booker Flowers & Gifts

Booker Flowers & Gifts is a Liverpool florist that specializes in unique hand-made arrangements using only the finest grade flowers. They also offer same-day, three hour, and Sunday flower delivery. They are rated as the Best Florist in the North West by Three Best Rated and won the North West Regional Award at the English Wedding Awards. Their delivery times are quick and efficient and they use environmentally friendly packaging. They're also open on Sundays, and they provide funeral tributes and unique gifts.

Booker Flowers & Gifts has been in business for over thirty-five years and offers quality service to its loyal customers. The shop offers local flower delivery in Liverpool and throughout Merseyside. Their extensive service area includes the city center as well as surrounding areas such as Anfield, Broadgreen, Cressington, and Dingle.

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Personalized Gifts for Anniversary

Sending Personalized Gifts

Are you planning for Wedding anniversary celebrations? Get the best gift ideas from an expert team to make a wonderfully memorable day. You are finding a present for the anniversary, especially when you have to create something unique to present each year.

Many people get inspiration from a gift that symbolizes the decades of married life or a work anniversary. For instance, the first year of marriage is paper. The two years that a marriage lasts are symbolized with cotton, while three is equivalent to leather. Five years are made of wood and the 10th year is the year of tin (or aluminum, if that's what you'd prefer). As we all know, the anniversary of marriage is celebrated on the 25th anniversary, and other essential items mark other years.

What if you need to be more impressed by the gift that represents your year in the year ahead? You may want to purchase something different or something that you will cherish throughout the years to be. If you're looking for ideas, here are some fantastic suggestions for selecting a present for your anniversary.

Find the perfect anniversary gift for her

Finding the perfect gift could be difficult, but it might give you some ideas on which to base your decisions. Let's say you're nearing the fifth anniversary of your wedding as an example. There is plenty of wonderful customized gift of a printed mug or photo engraved in crystal to commemorate the event elegantly.

One of the best examples is cake gifts with a photo available in various styles. The Personalized Photo Cakes is a fantastic present engraved with an arrow and heart that runs through it, along with the best quote of the anniversary card that makes it look complete.

You may want something more intimate or personal to mark the anniversary. In the end, although the years of an anniversary provide an outline that could give you thoughts, they can follow if there is a better idea. For instance, our personalized gift of a photo mug allows space for you to write a personalized note to your wife as a personalized gift for her.

If your wife owns an extensive collection of jewelry it is worth considering the gift of a present that isn't tied to an anniversary date and instead is an effective and thoughtful option. Its Personalised Rose Gold Glass Jewellery Box is absolutely gorgeous, with edges of rose gold and glass panels. The message you choose to write, which can be as long as 50 characters long is etched on the glass's top or rose-gold-filled on the bottom, to complement the stunning edge. It is the ideal location to store jewelry items to ensure she is always able to see the thoughtful message that you wrote.

Theme-Based Gifts for her:

Do you know someone with an interest or hobby that could inspire an idea? For example, do they love photography? If so, the Personalized Photo Crystal Key Chain is the perfect solution to display some of her most loved photos. A personalized photo looks stylish and comes with a photograph on the side.

If she is fond of flowers or fresh flower bouquets, a Hand-Cut, of fresh red roses, lilies, and chocolate flower bouquets could be the ideal gift to present on her anniversary for her. Add a personalized card. It can accommodate three lines of personalized text as well. What better way to surprise her than with stunning flowers on your anniversary, then surprise her.

Of course, you can purchase multiple gifts to mark the day. If your wife enjoys interior decoration, this gorgeous balloon decoration could be ideal for decorating any space. It is adorned with the words 'Happy Anniversary.'

What will you buy this year?

If you have just a few weeks before your wedding anniversary, there's no better time to explore the possibilities than now. With plenty of time to contemplate the best gift ideas and ways to personalize your gift, you'll find the perfect one for her.

Think about the year you're commemorating and whether the gifts that represent the year give you any inspiration. If it doesn't, there are many other options to choose the perfect gift for your wife from Gift Dubai Online, the best online gift store in UAE.

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Premium Gifting for Every Season & Reason: 3 Tips to Get it Right

Who doesn’t love a gift every once in a while? We all do! Whether it’s a birthday, a wedding, or an anniversary, a gift that spells ‘you matter’ makes all the difference. But it’s not just personal gifts that uplift. Corporate gifts have the same effect too, even more so when they are personalised. Does that leave you wondering what you can gift your friends, family, colleagues, employees, clients or associates? We have just the right answers for you; aesthetic gifts for every season and reason.

Read On!

Gifting is a tradition that’s as old as the mountains. It’s like a piece of art that leaves an impression and expresses love, gratitude, and appreciation. But finding theperfect giftis not always easy. Here are three tips that could quite possibly help you traverse the gifting maze.

Gift a Piece of Heritage

Imagine an artefact that’s inspired by India’s rich and historical architectural styles and is yet suited for a contemporary lifestyle. We’re talking about Atah’sDeepaloka. Inspired by the majestic wooden pillars of Pune’s Vishrambaug Wada, the Deepaloka is as bespoke as it gets. It’s an ode to brass oil lamps of bygone times. Finely crafted in porcelain and wood, it bears a delicate hem of gold that adds to its grace and elegance. What’s more, it comes encased in a beautiful gift box, complete with a pack of cotton wicks and a bottle of soot-free oil. It’s a timeless piece indeed!

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Make it an Artisanal Gift

There’s something incredibly special about artisanal artefacts. For one, their batch size — small most of the time, which means these gifts are unique. Second, they are often reminiscent of a piece of cultural heritage, making them even more desirable. Imagine a corporate diwali gift that is steeped in history and culture, or a wedding souvenir that leaves a lasting impression…your gift will certainly be the talk of town. Atah can help you find that perfect gift! An exquisite set of finely-crafted porcelain diyas, a porcelain oil lamp, or perhaps, a deck of ornate playing cards? There’s a little something for everyone!

Customise Your Gift

Nothing spells style as much as a customised gift! Whether it’s a corporate gift for business associates, employees or clients, or a personal one in commemoration of weddings, birthdays, anniversaries and other intimate occasions, make sure every gift counts and you make every celebration priceless. Branded gifts with a company logo or family monogram are always a great idea. So the next time you’re on the lookout for premium corporate gifts or perhaps, exclusive wedding gift ideas, remember, customisation makes a world of a difference! Take it one step further, add in a personalised note to the recipient…you can thank us later for this tip!

Conclusion

At Atah, we help you find gifts that make festivities even more special, brighter and joyful. Avail of our customised gifting services. Whatever the size and nature of your order, we’ll assist you every step of the way, from choosing the right gift, customising it with your company logo or personal monogram. What’s more…we’ll even offer you a special price for bulk orders.

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OLD DOMINION LYRICS ONE MAN BAND MOVIE

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Ransom's Redemption, Chapter 14: Wedding Night (A Chris Evans/Ransom Drysdale Fanfiction)

Chapter 14: Wedding Night

You have no idea what is going on, but the roads look nice enough, even at night.

You know Ransom cannot leave Massachusetts. He is still on parole, so no warm sunny skies or anything like that. But you don’t care. You are Mrs. Hugh Drysdale. You are married to the man you love, and you pray loves you just as much. You giggle a little; if it wasn’t his great grandfather’s name, he said he would have changed it years ago.

“What?” he asks.

“Where are we going?”

“I told you I would figure out our honeymoon, right?”

“Yeah…” You don’t want to mention that you can’t leave the state, but as you drive on, you are wondering now. He suddenly takes a turn to small road and the woods creep up around the car. Then, it comes into view.

“Remember when we were kids, we used to like cottages and treehouses?”

You laugh. ‘’Yeah…so we’re staying here?”

“For the weekend,’’ he nods. He stops the car and turns to you, sighing. “I’m sorry we can’t go—“

You interrupt him with a kiss. “I think it’s romantic.” And no matter how it was inside, you’d make the best of it. You had agreed on a certain amount of money for this wedding and you decided not to touch money from the Caymans, but to pay for it out of stateside accounts, luckily including your interest kickout from overseas. Your dresses weren’t more than a thousand combined, you split the cost of bridesmaid dresses and tuxes. The small wedding venue was about five thousand including reception and tips, making you dance close to your ten thousand dollar limit.

He smiles, rubbing noses with you. “God, I was hoping you’d say that. The weekend is…kinda rustic.”

“Rustic?” you repeat. “but with indoor plumbing, right?”

“I said rustic, not primitive!” he laughs, and you laugh with him.

You walk inside, and look around.

You have a microwave, a coffeemaker and small fridge, and though you like the idea, you feel a little hungry.

“Oh!” he pulls you back outside.

“What?”

He sweeps you up and carries you into the cottage, making you laugh. He sits you down in a chair, and you watch him go back outside. You hear him open the back of the jeep and rustling about.

“Are you…do you need any help?”

“Uh, nope!” He calls from outside. “Fine.”

You sigh.

He returns with a box that is clearly a convection oven. Then he goes back out and returns with a huge bag, then a few gifts. “Everyone from the building asked we take our gifts on our honeymoon.”

“Wha—“

“Sy and Amaira’s wedding gift,” he smiles. “Convection oven, which we can put in the basement after this, and Amaira made us food!”

“Amaira made us food?”

“Yep.” He gets a devious look on his face. “but let’s see what loot we got.” He winks and makes you laugh.

You open a box from the tenants.

You read the card. “May this only be one of the few things you don’t share. Congratulations!”

“These will be useful,” he nods.

He pulls out a large plastic black container and plates with silver-toned flatware. It looks elegant despite their being made of plastic. He opens a huge salad for two and serves us both. “I told her to pack plates for us from the reception, too, if you want.”

“I think I’m okay,” you shrug, realizing you are nervous now. He puts a box of croissants on top of the microwave, pulls out white wine and plastic glasses, then pours for you both. “She thought of everything.”

“That is why I asked her,” he chuckles, then raises his glass. “To us?”

“To us.”

You clink glasses, take a sip, and eat salad. It is actually pretty heavy. “Bet you’re wondering what we’re doing?”

“Yeah, kinda.” You laugh, but you feel nervous.

“Can you trust me?”

You roll your eyes. You would love a heads up. All he told you was to pack for activity, so you assume hiking and whatever, but you really want to relax a bit. “Okay.”

“It’ll be fun,” he encourages, his smile wide. He looks excited, and you find yourself looking forward to the long weekend with him. You finish the salad, and he rises. He offers his hand, and you take it. You go up a spiral staircase, and it feels warmer as you go to the top.

You look around the small room, and you gasp softly at the space, especially the bed. The place may be rustic, but it is romantic and says honeymoon to you. You feel him walk up behind you and kiss the flesh where your neck and shoulder meet, his hands gently squeezing your upper arms.

“You like?” his breath starts a wave of goosebumps over your flesh.

“Yes, I do,” you say softly as you feel his hands go down your arms and encircle your waist.

He turns you around and looks in your eyes as you put your hands on his shoulders. You feel shy and try to lower your head from his gaze, but he kisses your forehead. He tips your chin up to kiss your nose and then finally, your lips. You tremble softly as he deepens his kiss and sigh as you feel his embrace tighten. You feel your zipper tickle a path down your back as he moves you toward the bed. He drags his lips down the center of your body and when you feel his lips on your thigh through the slit of your dress, your knees almost buckle, the wave of want warming you from head to toe but pooling in intimate places. His hands go up your thighs and he slowly pulls the dress over your head, revealing a sleek white corset, garters and thigh highs. “Oh….aw, baby…” He throws the dress aside the dress, drinking his fill of you. He unbuttons the top buttons on his shirt and pulls it over his head, now in slacks and a tank top.

You laugh softly, tears coming to your eyes. You wish you’d stop trembling. He kneels again and helps you out of your shoes. “Thank you.”

He rises to his feet and kicks off his own. “You look—” he holds your hands and shakes his head. “absolutely beautiful.”

“Thank you.”

“Cold? “ He caresses your cheek and kiss his hand and lean into it, looking up at him. He draws you close and kisses you tenderly, first in sweet brushes and pecks, then presses longer, his hands stroking your back. You kiss him back, doing the same. Waves of heat go through you as you both crash softly on the bed.

“Uh!”

“Just relax, babe,” he whispers in your ear as he presses his hips into yours. The sensation is delicious. He turns you onto your side facing him. “Trust me?”

You nod as you feel his mouth against your neck, the pressure of his lips, the moisture of his tongue, and you suck a breath. You dig your fingertips into his back, and he releases a sigh of pleasure. He trails his kisses lower to your neck and you arch to him as he unfastens your corset.

He gently turns you onto your back, and kisses you deeply, his tongue licking the insides of your mouth as you feel his hand cup your bare breast. Somehow the corset is gone, and you felt no coolness on your skin, only the heat of his touch. The realization barely sinks in when he lowers his head to your breasts, his mouth closing over your breast to suck as his tongue circles your nipple. You gasp softly and arch, feeling his other arm underneath the small of your back. His hands lightly travels over your abdomen and stops just over the apex of your legs, where he reaches inside your lace panties, hooks two fingers and rubs gently.

“Ransom!” you gasp, arching again. His tongue and fingers circle in the same rhythm on your breast and clit. You don’t want to scream, but you feel like you will, your heart racing and your sex starting to throb and moisten more than it already had. His mouth goes to your other breast as his finger gently pushes inside you and you open your mouth to gasp only to have it covered by his own. Your hips move instinctively, not away but toward his hand, and he inserts a second finger.

“It’s alright, baby, let it happen, let it….” He whispers over and over as he works you this way.

“Aaaah!” You squeal, your hips coming off the bed as you feel your wetness flood his fingers. He doesn’t stop, and he is growling now. His eyes are dark with desire, and yours are moistened with tears because of how intense the sensations are.

He slows and pulls his fingers out, making you whimper. His eyes do not leave yours as he licks your essence from them. Your body clenches with need and you reach for him. He pulls away slightly and undresses, returning to you nude. He lays between your legs and snakes his tongue between your folds, making you squirm. He hooks his arms around your legs gently. “Mmmhhh…”

Your hands go to his hair and you rake his scalp as he sucks your folds and works his tongue in and out at the same time. Your moans get louder, you are trembling, and you realize you are in a private place. No one can hear you. You raise your hips off the bed and begin to sob as he sucks harder, your juices flowing again.

He raises his head and licks his lips, wipes his beard. He covers your mouth with his again, and as his tongue pushes between your lips his cock gently pushes into your folds and deeper.

You whimper, but not from pain or lack of want. You can’t believe how open you are for him, how ready.

“I love you,” he whispers. “Please let me in…” He works his thick length into you. “Let me….” He begins kissing you again, and when he begins to lick and suck on your neck, you open.

“Ah!”

Once again he covers your mouth with his and he moves slowly, deeply and stops. You moan, beginning to throb around him, your fingers digging into his upper back. His eyes close as he places his forehead against yours, you both panting softly. “You okay?”

You nod yes and he kisses your forehead. He comes up on his elbows and cradles your head in his hands. “Wrap around me, Mimi.”

“Mimi?” You gasp as he moves halfway out and pushes back in. You wrap your arms and legs around him.

“Yes,” he whispers, beginning to move his hips as he caresses your head. “Always.”

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Honeymoon Coast- Anyone You Like

it’s a long one, and one of my faves. i hope you love it (wordcount: 4.1k)

He’s trying his best not to stare, the dress you had on complimenting your skin tone so well. Body glowing under the rays of the sun, his own little ray of sunshine sat right next to him. The delicate pattern of his thumb brushing strokes back and forth over your hand painted a perfect picture of tranquility. 

“Y’know, the view over there is better” you whisper gently with a side smile, nodding towards the staggered chocolate box buildings, painted in an array of blush pinks, dusty yellows and cotton creams. The rolling waves a vibrant blue against the calmness of the sand. 

“No it’s not” he answers so effortlessly, a flirtatious wink making you giggle and blush under his compliment. “My views much better” he hums, twisting his fork around a clump of spaghetti, scooping it into his mouth, tongue wiggling around to beckon the stray piece that flops out of his mouth. 

Two glasses of white wine twinkle under the sunlight, tracing your finger round the rim of the glass over and over again, picking at the olives in your salad, regretting eating all the mozzarella balls already. Knowing you should have gone for the pizza, but your breakfast of croissants and fresh fruit filled you up this morning. Smiling at the recent memory, how you laid in bed, tangled under the crisp white sheets, his naked body next to yours feeding you strawberries and chunks of melon, giggling when he leaned forward to kitten lick the fruit juices off your chin that had dropped down from your mouth. 

It was the perfect start to your honeymoon. He’d remembered how you told him you’d love to get married in Italy and travel around after your wedding day. So he made it happen. First stop was Positano, where the two of you sat right now. A quaint little café tucked away in the peaks of the hillsides, a lemon tree hanging over your heads shading you from the afternoon sun. The calming noise of the waves rippling into shore partnered with the locals deep in conversation. Fresh plates of pasta and pizza filling the air with the most gorgeous aroma. The strings of a guitar being strung somewhere in the far distance playing a relaxing tune. 

Yet, all you could focus on was him, how his hair was supporting natural highlights from the sun's rays, the tip of his nose slightly sunburn despite you packing factor fifty on his face every morning, “stops you getting wrinkles” you’d tell him every time he complained about the stickiness. He’s dressed in loose navy swim shorts, the toggles hanging unevenly, a thin white shirt thrown over his sun kissed torso, the top four buttons undone so you can admire his muscular chest, dark rimmed Ray-Ban glasses pushed onto his hair, droplets of salt water staining the lenses. 

“What time is the boat ride?” you ask gently, leaning over the small circular table, stabbing your fork into his bowl of pasta, helping yourself to a mouthful as he giggles, well aware that the salad just wasn’t cutting it for you. He’d planned a boat ride for the two of you today, something you’d both desperately been looking forward to since you arrived in this perfect location. Wanting to sail around and explore the surrounding beauty. 

“Two o’clock I believe madam” he answers playfully, tapping the screen of his phone to check the time. Quarter to twelve, plenty of time to head down to the dock. With a few more mouthfuls of food the two of you were stuffed. Laid back on the wooden chairs comparing your food babies. Laughing when the waiter comes over and gives you an odd glance. 

“No don’t pay baby, my treat” you insist, grabbing at his hand before he puts his card on the table, unable to hide your smile when you feel the cold metal of his wedding ring against your palm. It was yet to sink in that you officially shared the same surname as him, for years he’d introduced you to people as ‘the missus or ‘my girlfriend’, now you held the title of his wife loud and proud. 

The wedding had been very small, only fifty guests. An abundance of florals, pampas grass and bubbling champagne, and as the sun went down you fell asleep to the sound of waves greeting the Italian sand. 

As you snap out of your daydream he’s already paying for lunch, giggling when you give him a harsh stare, unable to stay mad at that dimpled smile for long. He takes your hand and leads you out of the cafe, waving goodbye with a joyful ‘grazie’ to the staff. The warm air hits you instantly, a muggy breeze fluttering the bottom of your dress. Now away from the breeze of the sea front the temperature had seemed to pick up, his hand growing clammy in yours. Arms swinging back and forth in unison as you carefully walk down the steep roads towards the peninsular, the uneven cobbled roads under your sandals let you feel every rock and grain of transported sand from the nearby beach.

“I know we’ve just eaten but…” he holds his hand up to point at the shop you’re approaching. A quiet bakery hidden between a grand hotel and a small beach shop selling the usual ‘tourist tat’ as he likes to call it. The smell of warm freshly-baked bread billowing from its grand wooden doors, painted neatly with golden details. Newly bloomed bougainvillea flowers creating an arch over the entrance. 

“How can I say no to that?” you smile. Squeezing his hand once, twice, three times. Your sandals slap against the tiled floor of the bakery, overwhelmed with the amount of choice, smiling widely when you’re greeted with a friendly “Ciao!”. The two of you opting for a baguette and a loaf of ciabatta. He stands behind you, arms wrapped around your body, pressing a kiss to your cheek whilst you wait for them to package it up in crinkly brown paper bags. And once again he uses his rusty Italian skills to bid them farewell. Reaching for your hand instinctively and squeezing it gently, unable to wipe the smile off his face. He’d never felt happiness like this- of course on your wedding day his happiness was unmatchable- but the sense of complete contentment and tranquility was so overwhelming.

***

“Where are you taking me?” you giggle, holding his hand tightly as he leads you along a rickety old boat dock, the wood swaying slightly with each gentle wave that washed into shore. “Was this your plan all along?” you laugh, “To marry me and then drown me in the sea” he chuckles and shakes his head at your ludicrous imagination.

“You gotta stop watching all those murder mystery youtubers babe” a blush appears on your cheeks at his words, remembering how you made him watch endless videos with you on the plane journey out here, secretly you knew he was enjoying himself, the way he gripped your leg as he told you a theory he had about where one of the missing people might be. “We’re here baby” the snap back into reality couldn’t be more perfect, almost feeling like you were dreaming as he holds an arm out to beckon to the large yacht docked up in front of the both of you. The sea twinkling around it and the staff giving you a welcoming wave, offering you a hand to help you onto deck. 

“Are you serious?” you breath, walking onto the ship. When he mentioned a boat ride this morning you didn’t realise he meant a million pound yacht, something for someone in your position to just drool over as you pointed them out whilst your feet stayed firmly on the sand of the beach. But now your feet touched the decking, every step becoming completely overwhelming, not only was there two floors to this boat, there were several seating areas, your very own private chef, and a hot tub at the very front, giving you the perfect views of the bobbing ocean. “My love, this is insane! I thought you meant like… a little dingy” you giggle, pinching your fingers together to explain how small you thought the boat would be. All he can do is smile and shake his head. Something he’d always loved about you was the way you always stayed so grounded, cherishing every penny of your own and of his, never wanting any gifts or treats- despite him buying you quite a few over the years- you were happy with a chinese takeaway and a movie night, never expecting anything from him other then love and honesty, money would, and could, never buy your emotions. So a yacht, this was certainly something you’d never dreamed off. 

“You deserve this, my wife” he whispers gently, coming up behind you as you look out to the sea, the cool breeze blowing a strand of your hair against his jawline, gently leaning back against him, feeling his arms wrap tightly around you. The way he referred to you as his wife still hadn’t sunk in yet, the butterflies still coming to life every time he used your new title. “Plus…” his voice drops to a whisper, leaning in closer so his lips brush against your ear, “you’ve always wanted to have sex on a boat” despite not seeing his face you can picture his smug smirk, of course there was a deeper reasoning to such an extravagant choice of boat. You shake your head playfully and push against him, probably not the best choice of action because he can’t help but let out a little groan at the feeling of your ass brushing against his crotch. 

He manages to control himself for the majority of the boat road, smiling proudly as he watches you take pictures of the beautiful settings you sail past. Your beauty still shocked him, even after years together and a big diamond ring on your finger, watching your hair blow in the salty air, sun kissed skin and lips painted with your strawberry lip balm- that quite frankly he can’t stop himself from wanting to taste- he finds that he’s falling in love with you even more in that moment. He’d never realised home could be a person until you held him in your arms. 

“We should come here every year” you whisper gently, cuddled up on the sofa-like sunbeds at the top of the boat, the air slightly cooler now the sun was setting, half empty plates of fruit and nibbled at bread resting beside you, the sea still holding the same glimmer and shine it had this morning, reflecting the orange and pink hues off the waves. You’d thrown one of his shirts over your bikini, the thin white material rustling in the breeze, tickling at your bare skin, your hair fluttering into his face every so often, wafting the familiar smell of your apple scented shampoo into his nostrils. 

He only hums in response, leaning in to take the chunk of pineapple you were offering him into his mouth, too caught up in absorbing the beauty in front of him, with both the view of you and the never ending waves it was an overwhelming sense of content and happiness. “You don't want to?” you ask gently, not convinced by his response. A frown and a quick shake of the head convinces you a bit more.

“Of course I do” he whispers, lips pressed to your temple. “But I also wanna make love to you all over the world” he smirks, watching you playfully roll your eyes and desperately try to hide your giddy smile. 

His fingers trace the side of your jaw, angling your head so he’s got perfect access to your lips, the moon seeming to match the mood of the moment, the sky becoming a thick pink, waves gently crashing against the boat, rocking your bodies unwilling against the sun beds. “Why don’t we start now?” you almost whimper against his lips, trying not to sound like a desperate beg but it was hard when all you’d been thinking about since stepping foot on the boat was the thought of him fucking you to the view of the rolling waves. 

“Hmm right here?” he smirks, “I knew you were naughty but to have me fuck you whilst anyone could see… my wife’s a little minx huh?” he teases, brushing his hand down the side of your body, already getting to work with pushing off the oversized shirt you had on, the material falling off one shoulder, exposing your bare skin for his lips to attack. 

“Everyone’s below deck” you whimper, aware that he wouldn’t care either way, there was no way he wasn’t going to make love to you on a private yacht to the view of the Amalfi Coast- no one could pass up that opportunity. “Plus… you’re little friend seems to like the idea” your thigh pushes against the growing bulge of his shorts. Your giggle splinters off into a moan as he bucks against you, continuing to suck and nip at the skin of your neck. The wet patch in your bikini bottoms continues to grow, pawing at him desperately for something more. 

“Open up” he taps two fingers at your lips, doing as you’re told you part your swollen lips to welcome him, he watches your hooded lustful eyes whilst you suck on his digits, tongue skillfully twisting and licking. His other hand cupping firmly at the mound of your ass, helping you rub yourself against his thigh, slowly moving towards the front of your body. “Take ‘em off” he instructs, pushing at the material of your bikini bottoms.

“So demanding” you tease, humming around his fingers, a trail of spit connecting your lips to them as he pulls away, watching intently as you shuffle out of your bikini, pussy growing sensitive at the exposure to the cool air. Of course he wastes no time pushing his fingers against your entrance, skillfully tracing both digits along your folds, gathering your arousal at the tips. “Baby please” you whine, not wanting to be teased today, not when someone could walk up to the top deck and interrupt the moment. You cling on to him tighter, feeling his fingers push into you, slow and steady, your tight wet walls snug around him. You seem to clench around him in time with the waves rocking against the boat, the cool breeze helping control your body temperature, not wanting to leave sweat marks along the sun beds to give away what the two of you are up to. 

“Wetter than the ocean” he teases, scissoring his fingers inside of you, your arousal dripping against him, curling his digits upwards to brush against the spot inside you that has you squirming against him. He rests his forehead against yours, noting how your body heat radiates onto his skin, your cheeks flushed, steady whimpers falling from your lips. “Moan for me baby, let the whole of Italy know who’s making you feel good”.

An orgasm was quickly approaching you, a pinch-me moment overtaking your body as you look out to the shore line, sandy beach only entertaining the last few remaining people of the night, the orange glow of lights gleaming through the windows of the chocolate box houses, praying none of them are owners of binoculars or take a keen interest in boats- because they’d certainly get an eyeful if they wanted to examine the one you were currently laid on (or getting laid on to be more accurate.) 

“Cum on my hand” his words seem to resonate with you, your body obeying to his instructions. Legs becoming jelly-like as the knot bursts in your stomach. And the moan that was trapped in your throat pings into the air of the night, loud enough to make the staff downstairs freeze and listen out for a call, wondering if you were calling them for extra champaign. All you needed right now was right in front of you, poking you in the thigh. Whimpering at the empty feeling when he pulls his fingers out of you, clenching around the vacancy. 

The wind picks up a little, brushing through your hair and rocking the boat to the right. Both of you bracing for the captain to rush to the top deck, blowing your cover. Giggling a little when the boat straightens out and the rocking stops. “Fucking cockblock” he groans, making you laugh, tucking your head into his neck. Your blushed cheeks would certainly blow your cover. “Gotta be quick” he whispers, “Wanna fuck on the Mediterranean sea”. The ocean seems to talk back to him, a large splash and spraying droplets of water falling against your calves. 

He leans forward to catch your lips in a messy, clumsy kiss. Pushing himself out of his swim shorts, cock slapping against his toned torso, freckled tanned skin pressed against yours, your fingers drawing little hearts against his back, the outlines seeming to freeze when the tip of his hard cock brushes against your entrance, easily slicked with your arousal that stills lingers from your previous orgasm. His body hovers over yours, slightly leaning to the side to both keep his balance and to try and make it less obvious that he’s making love to you on top of a boat. Your hand wraps around his length, guiding him in the right position as if he hasn’t done it thousands of times before, but he can’t complain at the sight, something so beautiful yet filthy about your wedding ring sparkling in the light as you pump your hand up and down his cock. “That ring looks great whilst you wank me off” he moans, smirking when you let out a shocked gasp at his vulgar words. 

He can’t quite believe his luck when he sinks into you, in that moment he thanks god, his lucky stars, and everything in between. His beautiful wife, the love of his life, moaning his name in the middle of the Mediterranean sea. A dream brought to life. “God you feel good... every- fuck- everytime” he praises the feel of your tight walls wrapped around him, warm and wet, just like how they always are for him. No time is wasted, his hips moving in a perfect rhythm, you’re quite impressed that he can keep himself balanced with the boat swaying in unison with the waves. His cock was enough to make you a moaning mess, reminding yourself you can’t be too loud due to the company downstairs. Instead sinking your teeth into his shoulder to try and silence yourself. 

Pain is always something that turned him on, having a kink for anything involving spanking, choking, and hair pulling. So it’s no surprise when he throws his head back in ecstasy at the feel of your teeth grazing his skin, certain he’ll have a mark in the morning to remember the moment. It’s like you’ve read his mind, fingers pushing through his hair and grabbing a fistful, tugging at the roots with each thrust. With the pent up feeling of you wrapped around him as well as the added nipping and tugging he could nearly cum right there and then. But he’s learnt over the years of being together how to control himself, wanting to elongate sex with you, rinsing every second of being inside you.  

“Cum for me again baby, give me another one” he encourages, watching you feebly mutter something inaudible, pleasure messing with your words, sweat growing on your collar bone, rising up the skin of your neck and painting your cheeks a darker red. The rapid clenching of your pussy tells him you’re approaching your second high, thighs slick with arousal, painting his skin damp with each thrust. “You’re boobs look great” he says under his breath, hearing you let out a little giggle and whisper “so romantic”, quick to change that when his mouth trails down to your right boob, leaving a wet trail of kisses to your breasts, nipping one of your nipples between his teeth and grazing it gently. Against your boobs you hear him whisper; “you’re close, I can feel it baby, c’mon” with three harsh thrusts, shaking your body with each one. 

And just like that, with a loud whine and a cry you’re giving in to his words, pussy convulsing around his length, squeezing him towards his own high. His hand clamps over your mouth before you can scream his name for the whole of Positano to know, surely by now the captain and the staff must have an inkling about what you’re up to, they’d seen the eyes you were giving each other all day. The little slaps to your ass from him as you prepared to dive into the emerald sea, or how you sat on his lap whilst he fed you watermelon, his tongue licking playfully at your chin to capture the juices. 

Now his favourite juices soaked his cock, his baby scratching lines into his back- far less innocent than the hearts that were drawn on his skin earlier. Your bikini bottoms on the floor and your bikini top flooded by your boobs and they hang over the edge of the material. In that moment you’re both so free, nature housing such pleasure. 

He’s not far behind you, he couldn’t possibly be when your pussy grips at him with such force, dirty words encouraging him to coat your walls with his seed. “Cum for me hubby” it’s more the new title that does it for him. This was his life, married to a filthy little goddess, making love to you where anyone could see, yet in this moment it was only you and him- just like it’ll be for the rest of your lives. 

He frantically slaps his hips against yours, the overwhelming sensation to cum washes over him quickly, feeling the fire in this pit of his tummy grow bigger then it ever had before. “I’m gonna cum baby” he chokes out, the grip on yur hips becoming tighter, thrusting into you as he rapidly chases his high, “it’s gonna be so much, it’s- fuck- oh god” you can’t seem to string a sentence together, stuttering and shaking with each word. 

“Fill me up baby” you whisper, scratching at the back of his neck, “Drown me” you can’t help but let out a little giggle, “pardon the pun” he scoffs at your attempt of linking being on the sea with your pussy ‘drowning’ in his cum. Trying to hide his smirk, tongue licking his top teeth as he shakes his head. 

“Still making stupid puns whilst I’m balls deep inside ya… I married an idiot” he laughs, pulling you even closer to him, soon to choke on his own moans, hitting his high and spilling his seed sloppily inside of you, the sensation making your walls clench, draining him of every last drop of cum he can give you. Riding out his high with a few more lazy thrusts, pushing his cum deep into you, his rhythm faltered by the rocking boat, nearly losing balance when his wobbly legs push himself off of you. 

Now you’re a sight to behold, breathless, glowing with that freshly fucked look. Eyes watching him intently as he pushes himself into his shorts and lazily looks for your bottoms, knowing if his cum dripped out of you there would be a hefty fee for leaving ‘bodily fluids’ on the sun lounger. 

***

The stars start to poke through the dark sky, sailing back to shore in a comfortable silence, chests still rising and falling in a quicker manner then usual, regaining the normality of not being caught up in each other's bodies. His finger plays with your ring, yours plays with his. How a simple gold band could look so flawless on his hand. 

As the waves say one last goodbye, now twinkling under the light of the moon, the boat moors into the dock. Hand in hand walking back to land, still feel the rocking sensation as you get used to the solid floor beneath your feet.

“So…” he whispers, aware it’s late at night, a buzz of nightlife coming from the restaurant nearby, your arms swinging in unison.  “This time again next year?” he smirks, this certainly couldn’t be a one time thing.

 “See you then” you wink playfully, voice laced with sleep, ready to head back to the villa and be held in his arms for the rest of the night.

[leather-and-laces]

Stevie A. Nicks Biography × History Predating Stardust Crusaders

NOTE - This bio is a HUGE Work in Progress. Certain things may change, and other bits may seem rushed.

)▬▬ BASIC INFO ▬▬(

• Name: Stevie Annah Nicks

• Nicknames and Aliases: Anna, Savannah

• Species: Human

• Powers: Stand- Isis [Egyptian Goddess Stand]

• Alignment: True Neutral

• Date of Birth: December 13th

• Gender: Female

• Hometown: Tokyo, Japan

• Relatives: Unnamed Father [DECEASED; Died from Brain Cancer], Unnamed Mother [DECEASED; Murdered]

• Occupation: Shipping Company Owner [Former], Gambler [Currently]

• Equipment: Sewing Scissors and Thread

• Status: Alive

▪︎ Part 3 - Age : 33

▪︎ Part 4 - Age : 45

▪︎ Part 5 - Age : 47

▪︎ Part 6 - 56

• Stand Name - Isis

• Stand Power - Red String Manipulation: User can create, shape and manipulate the red string of fate, an invisible conceptual string that bonds souls together. They can create an limitless amount of red strings and extend them at any distance and the strings never tear apart, as it is practically indestructible. They can make the red strings become visible and touchable for others, and also choose to apply changes to anyone’s soul, and as well control the relationship of those bonded by the strings, or even completely remove their bond.

▪︎ Stand Stats

Power - D [Not “Attack” wise; This is catered to the effectiveness of Isis]

Speed - B

Range - A

Durability - D

Precision - A

Potential - B

▬▬ PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION ▬▬

• Height: 5’9’’

• Weight: 162 LBs

• Body Shape: Hourglass

• Natural Hair Color: Platinum Blonde

• Dyed Hair Color: N/A

• Eye Color: Blue

• Ethnicity: Japanese American

• Skin Tone: Porcelain

*TOLD IN FIRST PERSON POV ONLY FIR THIS PART.*

▬▬ Back Story ▬▬

My father was a respectable man. A archeologist. And I, a archeologists’ eldest daughter and heir of his company, his golden girl. He not only owned a shipping company, he was a close relative of a museum curator, and also cared for the museum in Alaska– where we were often stayed at in the summer. As his heir, I was expected to learn much and so, I had my own private tutor once I was able to be home schooled.

When summer came to pass, we went back Tokyo. In Tokyo, I saw paintings in an art exhibit. I fell in love with their design, and took up the hobby of painting. I practiced and practiced, giving father and mother small gifts every once in awhile. He made it clear that I should not interact with the outside world all too often, as he believed it’d distract me from my studies after mother had passed away from a hate related crime; I was mixed between Japanese and American, bad blood from the second world war still remained. I, unknowst to him, was using this as a means of coping with grief, with trauma that had sparked my abilities; I always wished to alter the past, to manipulate Fate itself [though I hadn’t known it was fate at that time] to save my mothers life. I was about 6 at the time I first noticed my abilities. All the same, my father would oftentimes sneak out my supplies, leaving my projects vastly unfinished.

He did however, notice I had begun training my eye for the paint right after passing through the store on multiple occasions, and dreading with his daughter would whip up next. I could see things you wouldn’t believe; Red strings connected to every little thing with little dates etched into them, peoples lives… For as long as I could remember, I could see everything of this nature just dangling freely for me and only me to observe. I treasured these moments the most, this innocence in my abilities. Most of my paintings reflected things I saw in people’s lives.

I can remember everything so vividly down to an exact date and exact time in which my marriage that lasted a month or so, was quick to fall apart. I had just gotten into the gambling scene heavily at 24 years old and, undoubtedly so, I had made friends as well as enemies. It was no secret I was a rich mans daughter and heir that simply had too much time and cash on their hands to blow it all so I became a center of attention. My true gambling addiction began to grow from the time I was 16, as my tutor had accumulated a massive debt, and was the man responsible for sparking my true talent. Gambling. What few had tried approaching me in hopes of romantic interest, did so in groups, only interested in my cash or my body; Everyone except for him, or so I thought.

He was charming, handsome even, and he was like a god in my eyes for he made me feel special and loved… So when he proposed, I thought nothing of it and accepted him into my heart immediately. He was eager and I was nervous.

The chapel was empty on my side, save for my old tutor and an old colleague of my fathers, so his friends had spread out evenly.

My body, it was on the floor and it was oh so limp. I could feel it, suffocation as blood clogged every airway possible. So limp, yet I mustered the strength to say one name in hope someone-anyone-would overhear, no matter how faint or weak I sounded.

“Ricardo…?”

“No one is going to find your body, my sweet.”

With that, that Italian bastard left me to die, gagging on my blood. And the fool had the audacity to step over me as I was in the process of dying in my own pool of blood on the floor in the bedroom, blood slipping between my fingers from the wounds peppering my stomach and face from the bat he used to beat me with. Before leaving through the door, he stoked a flame to a scented candle given to us on our wedding… and smiled down at me “Thanks for the inhe…..”

I can remember blacking out and, somehow, by some miracle, I was alive; My ribs were cracked, left hand fractured and I had various damage to my face from the bat which he had chosen to bludgeon me with but… I was alive. It stirred something in me, like I had cheated the inevitable when in actuality a friend of his hand stopped by to drop off a box of camping supplies…

He planned to break my bones and stuff me in a trunk to better hide me in the nearby woods easier.

)▬▬ Stardust Crusaders Biography ▬▬(

A single mother turned thrill seeker, the longtime gamblers travels had landed her in Egypt; She felt seemingly drawn in, called to even, in a casino up in Cario. As a matter of fact, her exploits in gambling her brought her to make an acquaintance of the Elder D'Arby brother. The pair were rivals in the beginning; Stevie aiming to collect his thread of life, and he aiming to collect her soul, the pair would often play various card games together. It was always rather intense, but there was no success in their battles for either party, oftentimes ending in a draw.

These games together brought the pair closer, additionally, causing the duo to pair up to play games against people of interest. This also sparked the interest of Lord DIO, particularly her abilities, involving the alteration of fate on a human soul with the exception of the past; Her abilities complimented the Elder D'Arbys abilities rather well. He offered her money for her efforts, but she merely stated that she was interested in the thrills that accompanied her gambling habits, in exchange that she gets her children tended to with no involvement in this lifestyle she leads. She would oftentimes accompany the Elder D'Arby for his gambling exploits, even if she herself do not play games with him at all times, she ended up using her abilities to compliment his abilities with the soul.

She ended up, eventually, having her fair run in with the Crusaders shortly after the defeat of the Elder D'Arby. With her employ to DIO and the defeat of her friend, she challenged them to her own game of fate, before she was defeated. In a last ditch effort, she attempted to utilize her threads to grab herself a hostage for she knew her failure would ultimately lead to her potential demise. However, Star Platinum was fast, making short work of the woman and shattering all ten of her fingers, rendering her stand completely useless as she has no mobility in her hands. Her fate is ambiguous after this last encounter, but she is to be credited for helping place Anubis on that familiar path in which Chaka acquired the famous sword. Her role is minor in the Glory Gods, and ultimately, apart from complimenting the Elder D'Arbys abilities or her alteration of fate bound to a soul, she has little impact on the grand scheme of things.

She lives her life in shame as much as isolation, having been unable to raise her months old daughter properly, she had to send her child away to a relative in America until her hands recovered from their previous injuries caused by Jotaros encounter.

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Star, January 11

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Cover Story: Hollywood’s Best and Worst Bosses 

Page 1: Shia LaBeouf currently accused of relentless abuse and sexual battery by his ex FKA Twigs was snapped making out with Margaret Qualley after she arrived at LAX for a solid 10 minutes and holding up traffic -- the PDA session was the first time Shia and Margaret who is the daughter of Andie MacDowell were spotted out in public together but the two got well-acquainted a few months ago rolling around naked for a NSFW music video for a song by the actress’ sister Rainey Qualley a.k.a. Rainsford -- Shia went out of his way to charm Margaret as soon as they met and he wooed her with compliments and gifts and flowers and texts and spur-of-the-moment dates where he’d just show up at her house but her friends are concerned because Twigs’ lawsuit against Shia alleges multiple incidents of abuse including choking her in her sleep and knowingly giving her a sexually transmitted disease -- Shia said many of those allegations are not true and he is in a 12-step program and therapy for PTSD and alcoholism

Page 2: Contents, Prince William and Duchess Kate with kids Prince George and Princess Charlotte and Prince Louis for a Christmas card 

Page 3: Candice Swanepoel in a bathing suit in Miami, Jennifer Garner stepped out to run errands in a mask and an expressive sweater in L.A., Ryan Reynolds cuddled up with a puppy to encourage his Instagram followers to donate to the SickKids Foundation 

Page 4: Friends of Johnny Depp are keeping their distance as he gears up for another ugly defamation trial against ex-wife Amber Heard -- after losing the case against a U.K. newspaper that called him a wife beater and a scathing feature in The Hollywood Reporter that dubbed the star radioactive and his career all but dead, former pals want nothing to do with him -- the likes of Jude Law, Leonardo DiCaprio and Channing Tatum have been backpeddling on Johnny and it’s making him furious but to be fair Johnny had already alienated Leo and Channing by calling them Pumpkin Head and Potato Head and accusing them of having affairs with Amber -- Jude’s indifference cuts the deepest because for a time he and Johnny were brothers-in-arms as they filmed the second Fantastic Beasts movie and from Johnny’s perspective Jude hasn’t lifted a finger to defend him 

Page 5: Mossimo Giannulli’s son is speaking out claiming the fashion designer is being treated harshly at California’s Federal Correctional Institution in Lompoc and Gianni Giannulli took to social media to complain that because of the pandemic his dad has been locked in solitary confinement for one full month and is only let out every three days for a few moments to shower and Gianni, Mossimo’s son from an earlier relationship, is irate that his father is being mistreated and he feels sorry for his dad and doesn’t want to see him languishing in prison however his half sisters Bela and Olivia Jade don’t seem too bothered by it

* At age 74 Susan Sarandon has had it with men -- she said she hasn’t really had a large dating career and in fact hasn’t had a guy in five years and it’s not that she can’t get a man, it’s just that the men she attracts are losers or sub-par in some way -- she is happy hanging out in her NYC apartment but still friends can’t help trying to fix her up because she’s attractive and in phenomenal shape but the problem is she scares guys away; she’s a force they can’t handle 

* Two years after sharing her shock diagnosis with multiple sclerosis Selma Blair is struggling with pain and fear -- she was recently spotted getting emotional outside a West Hollywood cannabis shop and she has turned to medical marijuana to soothe symptoms of the chronic immune-system disorder which can include fatigue, spasticity, walking issues, numbness, weakness, vision issues and pain -- on some days she can’t even get out of bed but she’s trying to stay strong for her son Arthur and smile more for him but it’s been hard 

Page 6: Julianne Hough appears to be sweetness and light but she’s a heartbreaker according to her ex Chuck Wicks who split from Julianne in 2009 -- in a revealing podcast Chuck blasted Julianne saying they were both loving life then out of nowhere you find out that they are not the person you thought they were and you break up -- Chuck admitted that he and Julianne agreed to say their split was amicable but it wasn’t fine and it wasn’t his fault

* After holing up at his Oklahoma spread Blake Shelton and Gwen Stefani are having a blast decorating their 13,000-square-foot $13.2 million new home in the Encino area of California’s San Fernando Valley -- the home sits on 1.6 ultra-private acres behind double gates and extensive walls and features a pool and fabulous views -- inside the engaged pair give each other space: Gwen wants a dance studio and Blake gets his own man-cave with a big screen and high-tech surround sound 

* Star Spots the Stars -- Nicky Hilton, Katharine McPhee Foster, Katherine Schwarzenegger Pratt making dairy-free and plant-based holiday appetizers, Jenna Dewan, Natalia Dyer

Page 8: Big Losers -- these stars shed pounds and got healthy in 2020 -- Jessica Simpson, Rebel Wilson, Kelly Osbourne 

Page 10: Star Shots -- Gwen Stefani on the way to the recording studio in Santa Monica, Jerry O’Connell started his morning off with a fresh mimosa and a kiss from one of his dogs, Jodie Turner-Smith is the first Black actress to play Henry VIII’s ill-fated queen Anne Boleyn in a major U.K. TV series in Emley, UK 

Page 11: Nick Cannon pitched in to help distribute 2000 free meal boxes to the Hollywood Food Coalition

Page 12: Demi Moore in a yellow bow for a selfie thanking readers for checking out her memoir, Paris Hilton kicked back for a Coach campaign reintroducing the early-2000s ubiquitous Swinger bag

Page 13: Derek Hough and his dogs Romie and Luna, Irina Shayk striking a pose 

Page 14: Sofia Vergara during a photoshoot, Real Housewives of New York City alum Kristen Taekman is taking advantage of the California winter weather in a bikini in Malibu, Wells Adams takes out the trash in L.A. 

Page 16: Carrie Underwood showed off her comfy at-home style, Vanessa Hudgens and her favorite condiment, Katherine Schwarzenegger celebrates her dog’s birthday 

Page 17: Vanderpump Rules star Tom Sandoval picked up a holiday-themed centerpiece ahead of Christmas in L.A., Katie Holmes slung a guitar over her shoulder in NYC, Dame Joan Collins dropped by The Jonathan Ross Show in London 

Page 18: Normal or Not? Hailey Baldwin shares a glimpse into her beauty routine -- normal, Tiger Woods’ son Charlie showed off his skills ahead of the PNC Championship -- normal 

Page 19: Pete Wentz playing tennis in L.A. -- normal, Pete Davidson hurt himself a few times while making a scarf -- not normal 

Page 20: Fashion -- stars charm in romantic ruffles -- Keke Palmer, Gwyneth Paltrow, Lupita Nyong’o 

Page 21: Kirsten Dunst, Halsey 

Page 24: Ariana Grande announced her engagement to realtor Dalton Gomez with some celebratory shots and she’s telling everyone how she never thought it was possible to be this happy -- the couple began dating in early 2020 when Dalton helped Ariana find a home in L.A. and things hit the fast track amid the health pandemic which saw the two enjoying quality time together in lockdown and realizing they were a perfect fit because they never fight and are totally in sync about how they look at life -- Ariana went straight into wedding mode already deciding on an intimate outdoor setting in mid-2021

Page 25: Jon Hamm stepped out in L.A. recently with girlfriend Anna Osceola and she was showing off a noticeably rounder midsection and there’s a good chance the two are pregnant because they’ve been actively trying to get into the family way -- though Jon admitted in 2016 that having children isn’t necessarily an imperative Jon may have changed his tune after his year-long relationship with Anna and hitting the big 5-0 in March has him reassessing his life and now having a child has become important to him 

* Mila Kunis and Ashton Kutcher will be camping in style now that they’ve purchased a $140K Mercedes Benz Sprinter and they’re preparing to embark on an adventure  -- with sleeping accommodations for four and a kitchen the spacious luxury vehicle is perfect for the couple and their two kids -- other stars can spend their vacations in five-star resorts but Mila and Ashton prefer to keep things alfresco and it’s a tradition they’ve kept all these years; this is their idea of a perfectly fun vacation

Page 26: Cover Story -- Hollywood’s Best and Worst Bosses -- who’s great to work for and who makes employees’ lives a misery -- Jennifer Hudson -- best

Page 27: Jennifer Lopez -- worst, Rihanna -- best, Kenny Chesney -- best, Mariah Carey -- worst, Gwyneth Paltrow -- worst 

Page 28: Keanu Reeves -- best, Sandra Bullock -- best, Emma Watson -- worst 

Page 29: George Clooney -- best, Ellen DeGeneres -- worst, Guess the Bad Boss 

Page 30: Tom Cruise and Hayley Atwell: Man on a Mission -- amid all the tension on the set of Mission: Impossible 7 Tom has been pursuing his costar Hayley to be his next girlfriend and it seems to be working -- Tom has become very active with the U.K. Scientology Branch and is very taken with English women like Hayley and he’d like to make the U.K. his home base -- handcuffed to each other for several scenes in M:I7 Hayley and Tom were also spotted holding hands when the cameras weren’t rolling 

Page 32: Prince Harry and Meghan Markle’s very L.A. Christmas -- the prince spends the holidays 5000 miles away from the royal family but Meghan’s mom Doria Ragland was on hand for the festivities -- the couple were intending to call Queen Elizabeth on Christmas morning otherwise they were happy to celebrate a low-key holiday 

Page 38: Entertainment 

Page 48: Parting Shot -- Sophie Turner and Joe Jonas suited up to hit the slopes stopping by a local store to pick up goodies before changing into warmer gear in Mammoth Lakes in California -- the couple are familiar faces in the ski town and looking forward they will be able to plan even more snowy getaways now that they’ve listed their NYC apartment for $5.9 million and moved full-time to Encino