#jewel the soot sprite
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Happy Friday the 13th
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What Love Is
Guinevere stood outside her balcony as she looked at the view from the castle. She enjoyed watching all the people doing work talking to each other and enjoyed watching the children play. Suddenly she felt a small hand wrap around her finger she grins as she turns to look as her daughter Mia “Hi there” Mia babbles then raises her hands Guinevere giggles “Ok mommy’s picking you up” She lifts her as she cuddles her “My beautiful little girl”
Mia giggles “Ma!”
“Yes I’m mother can you say mother?”
“Ma!”
Guinevere laughs “You’ll get it eventually”
“Da?”
Guinevere smiles as she hugs her “Dad will be back soon I miss him too”
A maid comes in she bows “Your Majesty your highness” She hands her a letter “A letter from the king”
“Oh thank you” She takes the letter
The maid bows and exits
Guinevere grins “Ok sweetie let’s see what your father said”
My love,
I should arrive by tomorrow the journey was hard and treacherous but we made it through. I can’t wait to see you and our princess of course I can’t wait to spoil the both of you with gifts. I love you both so much.
Arthur
Guinevere grins “You see your father is gonna be back tomorrow”
Mia grins as she claps her hands “Ya!”
“Now come let’s see your Aunt Morgana”
Guinevere picks Mia up and walks out the room
****
Guinevere stands in the garden with Mia she reaches for a flower “You like this one?”
“Ya!”
Guinevere plucks it and hands it to her “There you go something as beautiful as you”
Mia giggles as she dances around “Wheeeeee”
Guinevere laughs “You’re so cute”
The sound of trumpets ring through the air “The king has arrived!”
Guinevere picks up Mia “Come on baby your father is here”
Mia babbles happily as Guinevere races to the front gate she grins as she sees Arthur climb off his horse
He smiles as Mia claps “Da!”
He walks up to her and takes her in his arms “Hi there my princess” He kisses her cheek
Mia wraps his arms around his neck “Dada!”
He hugs her back “I missed you too” Arthur smiles as her puts her down then cups Guinevere’s face with both hands “My Queen”
“My king”
He kisses her deeply then pulls away “I missed you so much”
“I missed you too”
Arthur kneels down and pulls out sewn stuffed rabbit “For you my princess”
“Yay!” Mia hugs it tightly “Wuv!”
Arthur smiles as she dances with it “I’ve got a million dresses for her too but I knew she’ll love the toy more”
Guinevere giggles “She loves all her toys more”
Arthur chuckles then takes Mia’s hand “You wanna play with Mordred”
“Ya!”
“Good let’s go find him” Arthur whispers to Guinevere “I’ll see you later my queen”
“I look forward to it”
****
Guinevere sits in the bedroom brushing her hair a knock comes at the door the Arthur steps in “My love”
“How’s my amazing husband how was it?”
“It was interesting visiting that country I saw many sights and the people were welcoming” He pulls out a bag from behind his back “I have something you’ll love”
Guinevere smiles as she opens the bag revealing a gold bracelet “Arthur this is wonderful”
“It’s not just jewelry it’s jewelry with meaning”
“Oh really?”
“Yes” He rubs his fingers over the jewel “Each jewel is a symbol for love and I couldn’t pick just one for you because I love you that much”
Guinevere wipes a tear from her face “I love you too Arthur”
“I’m so glad I have you as my wife”
“And you my husband please tell me you wont leave for a while”
Arthur smiles “Not unless it’s an emergency nothing will keep me from your side”
He kisses her deeply
Tags: @mfackenthal @indiacater @the-soot-sprite
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I think the watermelon came out so freaking good
I'm so happy with it. It looks a bit scruffy from real close like this but at a "normal" pin viewing distance, I love it.
I got all my finished sassy pins sprayed with fixative, plus a couple of delightfully tiny soot sprite pins, so once the sealant sets, I can get these domed.
I have so much fun playing with shrinky dinks, reclaiming a little bit of my lost childhood, playing with color, getting something cute to stick into one of my numerous cork boards.
Actually, speaking of which, so my check is stuck in computer limbo, and I'm still not sure if I'll be able to get my desk put back and get that room divider. The sooner the better though, the cats keep knocking my power strip off my desk. Y’know, the power strip that powers my work computer. It's only a matter of time till they shut off my computer while I'm at work. So securing my desk is second on my priority list after a mattress, and still higher than the water carbonizer.
But once I finally get my desk put back, I can put back my artspo boards, maybe add some new items. Like maybe some of these pins. Now I'm imagining making sheets of different sizes of soot sprite candies and making them in a rainbow of colors from red to violet and pastels to jewel tones and probably using the gel pens to color a bunch, and covering the camera's view-line of the curtain in a rainbow of soot sprite candies. And maybe a handful of soot sprites.
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Would you ever write a possible intimate scene between Riley & Drake to be interrupted by Liam
@texaskitten30, I see you asking the hard questions! I had to think on this because @ao719 did something similar in her Homecoming story. I also didn’t want to replicate my Commoner’s Wife series where Drake catches Liam and Riley in the act. But I think I twisted my thoughts enough to present something somewhat original. It varies slightly from what you asked, so I hope you enjoy!
Thank you to pre-readers in whole and in part @burnsoslow and @sirbeepsalot
Story below the cut.
This fic is slightly NSFW.
Riley Brooks smiled at the man seated across the table from her. She sipped her wine as he spooned some Portvarian seafood chowder into his mouth. Her eyes fell to her plate, filled with Cordonian chicken salad. She wasn’t happy that the chicken was cubed and not shredded; she was downright displeased that slices of Cordonian Ruby littered the salad. Riley loathed the nation’s signature apple; she found its texture mushy and thought it tasted vinegary.
But her host didn’t know that. No one did. Not her friends, not her husband. Riley was good at adapting to situations.
When in Rome …
She saw the man wince as he reached for a warm, buttered croissant and she looked at him in concern.
“Is it your shoulder?”
The man nodded. “The bullet wound has healed; it only bothers me when it’s cold or about to rain.”
He didn’t elaborate and Riley did not comment. They both knew who he took the bullet for.
Riley smiled. It was a balmy day in the Mediterranean, with bright sunshine and a brilliant blue sky. The pair were sharing lunch on an outdoor patio. “Well, it’s neither cold nor cloudy.” Her eyes narrowed. “Are you certain the wound is fully healed?”
The man nodded as he bit into his roll. “Doctor gave me a clean bill of health last week.”
Riley ate some chicken salad; she was surprised that the bitterness of the apple complemented the chicken. She nodded in approval and licked her lips before taking a hefty forkful. Greek yogurt, onions, celery, red peppers, and the astringent taste of the apple exploded across her tastebuds
“I didn’t think the apple would pair so well!” she said, her tone surprised.
“The American varieties go well with pork, the ruby is poultry’s best friend.” The man looked up from his chowder filled with clams, shrimp, crabmeat, oysters, and root vegetables. “You haven’t mentioned your husband.”
Riley toyed with her food. “That’s why I’m here. He’s away; traveling for business.”
Her companion looked at her thoughtfully. “When are you going to accept Duchy Valtoria?”
Riley shook her head. “I have enough titles.”
“Accepting the duchy would make things more … convenient.”
“The cabin is fine.”
“I’ll make the arrangements then.”
Riley snickered as she raised an eyebrow. “Make the arrangements?”
The man shrugged. “Hey, it needs a cleaning. We both know that.”
Three days later, Riley and the man were in the bedroom of the cabin. Both were naked. The man hissed at the feel of soft lips on his now-healed wound. His fingers raked through hair before drifting down to ghost shoulder blades.
“I love you.” The words tickled his skin.
He tilted his head down to capture lips in his; stubble scraped his cheek. “I love you more, Drake” Liam breathed when the kiss ended.
It was supposed to be just another ball. Court had just returned from the Engagement Tour, and King Liam was to present his betrothed to Court and crown Lady Riley, the House Beaumont sponsee, the newest Duchess of Valtoria.
Until the bombing. Until the assassins. Countess Madeleine, the Queen-to-Be, had been rushed from the ballroom right before the bomb detonated; Liam had joined the King’s Guard in fending off the attack at the entryway to the ballroom. While security hauled the intruders away, Liam scanned the ballroom.
It was dark, smoke-filled, and filled with chaos as nobles scattered for safety. Amidst the screams and stampeding, he saw Lady Riley standing alone, her champagne glass still in her hand as pandemonium erupted around her. Her ball gown billowed around her as she stared straight ahead; she was frozen in shock.
Liam’s eyes continued to look around.
Where is he?
And then he saw him. Drake was pulling on Riley’s arm, trying to lead her to safety but she was a standing dead weight. Liam rushed over to lead his lover to safety; his eyes widened when he saw the hooded figure in black armed with a gun appear in front of Drake and Riley.
Liam feinted to the right to approach the attacker from the side. He saw the attacker raise his gun, the barrel pointed directly at Riley’s forehead.
“DRAKE!” the King shouted over the din. “Push Riley out of the way and DUCK!”
Drake didn’t look around to find Liam; rather, he followed instructions and pushed Riley backward with all his might. She was knocked into Rashad Domvallier. Drake found himself face to face with the gun’s barrel when the shot rang out. He didn’t even have time to panic. But he felt nothing as Liam sailed in front of him, catching the bullet in his shoulder.
The King was praised a hero for saving the future Queen and his childhood friend. Only Liam and Drake knew the truth of their relationship, until Riley saw them at a Beaumont Bash, groping and kissing desperately in a corner of a deserted room. Feeling her stare, Drake’s eyes opened, and he tore himself away from Liam.
The Lady raised a knowing eyebrow before rejoining her date, Rashad Domvallier.
Life went on: There was a royal wedding, where the both the groom and best man got shit-faced drunk and stumbled off to disappear somewhere. Rashad proposed to Riley, who accepted. On their wedding day, everyone congratulated the businessman and future Duchess.
Rashad packed for a business trip on their wedding night.
It was inevitable that Riley, Drake, and Liam would become close. Liam was stuck in a lifestyle he didn’t want. Riley was stuck was in a marriage of one; she and Rashad had spent a total of eight days together in six months of marriage. Drake had to hide his love. Riley couldn’t share or express hers.
But none of them wanted to cheat.
Liam and Drake belonged to each other, and Riley was in love with her husband. She could not and would not hold resentment over him providing her a lavish lifestyle. The trio began socializing: courtly events, public outings, sitting around getting drunk off liquor and laughing uproariously at jokes.
One afternoon, after seeing Rashad off at the airport yet again, Riley stopped by Drake’s cabin to see if he wanted to go to the Beer Garden for cheeseburgers and brews. She knew Drake never locked his door unless it was dark, or he was away. It was noon and his truck was in the driveway. Riley knocked once and entered. She heard noises in the kitchen and saw the King on his knees, his eyes closed in bliss. Drake’s cock was in his mouth, Drake’s fingers in his hair.
So it hadn’t been a drunken one-off thing.
The Commoner had his back pressed against a wall, his breathing heavy and uneven. His hips bucked against the royal’s face. Riley’s eyes traveled down to Liam’s cock, stiff and erect. She smirked a little to herself.
Crown jewels, indeed.
So caught up in each other, the men didn’t hear Riley’s intrusion. Quietly, she walked over to the kitchen table and sat in a hard, wooden chair and watched the two lovers. Her breath hitched when she heard Drake’s low groans as Liam squeezed his ass. Her fingers drifted across her blouse, pinching her encased nipples when she heard Liam slurp around Drake’s cock, his tongue dragging along the underside of the shaft. Her legs spread when Drake grabbed fistful of Liam’s hair and began face fucking the country’s leader. She moaned when her fingertips edged under the lace of her panties and flicked against her clit.
Drake heard her; his eyes were wide as he pushed Liam away from his groin. “FUCK! BROOKS! What are you doing?”
“Don’t stop.” Riley’s voice was low and aching with need.
Liam grinned up at Drake. “Does the lady want a show, love?”
“The lady wants an orgasm!” Riley said as her fingers continued to play in her pussy.
Riley sat in the chair in the corner of the bedroom, watching the lovers kiss. She pressed the tip of her vibrator against her erect nipples. Liam and Drake paid her no attention as they stretched out on the bed, lips and tongues nipping and kissing exposed skin.
None of them heard the car pull up, nor the vehicle door close.
Outside the cabin, the Queen adjusted her dress and pushed her sunglasses further up on her nose. Every inch of Madeleine was elegance and poise. She was starkly out of place in the rural environment she reluctantly found herself in, but her husband wasn’t answering his phone. The French Prime Minister wanted to speak to the Cordonian King about partnering on a trade agreement. Madeleine offered to speak on her country’s behalf, but the French dignitary insisted that Liam be on the call.
The best Madeleine could do was re-schedule the call. And demand Bastien take her to where her husband was.
She looked around in disdain; why Liam insisted on spending so much time with Drake was beyond her. Her eyebrow raised at Lady Riley’s vehicle parked beside Drake’s truck. Her eyes narrowed. She knew Liam was fond of the future Duchess of Domvallier; the question was: how fond?
There were whispers of the King possibly having an affair with Riley with Drake being their beard.
Standing just a touch taller and straighter, Madeleine headed for the front door.
Today, I find out.
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#kinda long post #slightly ns*w #dcbbw answers #would you ever ask #I am an extra kind of chick #it’s a yes or no ask
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what are some songs/artists/albums that u think r super underrated/underappreciated??
oh god, i could go on forever! but i’m gonna start by listing a few of them by monthly listeners!
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20 Seconds of Courage -Part 14
The Elementalists au
Beckett x mc (Oriana)
Words: 1676
Warnings: Mention of death and murder
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Arriving home, Beckett walked straight into his kitchen and poured both himself and Oriana a glass of whiskey. He’d been relatively silent that afternoon, choosing to focus on work and Oriana rather than the bracelet he’d discovered. She knew there was something wrong, but she did not press him for any details. She knew him well enough to know that he’d tell her when he was ready, and that he basically refuses to discuss truly personal matters while they are on the job anyway.
She looked at him questioningly when he took both glasses into the living area and set them down on the glass coffee table. He’d assured her throughout the day that he wasn’t upset with her, enough so that she believed him. Now that they were home, he seemed ready to talk.
Sitting down, he handed her her glass and then took a long sip of his own. He took a deep breath and turned to face her.
“You should take a drink. Trust me, you’re going to need it.”
Oriana furrowed her eyebrows but complied in taking the drink. He nodded, seemingly satisfied, before pulling the bracelet out of his briefcase. Oriana’s eyes widened and he could see the confusion on her face.
“Ori, I don’t even know how to say this, so I’m just going to say it. This bracelet belonged to my sister. And if Jason gave to you, that means...Well, that means he must have been involved with her murder.”
Oriana’s mouth fell open in shock. “I’m sorry, I think I just hallucinated. What did you say?”
“I believe Jason might be responsible for Katrina’s murder.”
She blinked. “Okay that’s…what I thought you said. Wow, you really did not sugar coat that one bit. What on earth are you talking about? That’s impossible, he’s lived here his whole life. He couldn’t possibly have been the one to do that.”
“How do you explain this bracelet?” He demanded, trying to keep his blind fury at bay for her sake.
“I’m sure there’s more than one of those in the world, Beckett. Just because it’s similar to one Katrina had…”
“It’s the exact one. See this scratch?” He pointed it out to her. “I was there when that happened. She broke her arm. And furthermore, I had this custom-made for her, for her 21st birthday. Trust me, there is not another one identical to it.”
“But…it’s such a simple design…it’s gorgeous, that’s why I love it. I love that it’s simple, but I really think you just hate Jason and are projecting your hatred onto Katrina’s unsolved crime. I know they never found her killer, but it’s literally impossible for it to be Jason. He may be a lot of things, but he’s not a cold-blooded murderer, Beck.”
“He’s become increasingly threatening and violent with you, Oriana. You said it yourself. There is a side of him you don’t know about.”
“Well, yes that’s true, but…”
“Figures you wouldn’t believe me.” He muttered, downing his entire glass before getting up to bring the bottle to the table and refilling his drink.
“I’m not crazy, Oriana, I know what I know. But if you want to defend him that’s your choice. But I will not sit here and listen to it.”
“Beckett! Slow down. Don’t get pissed at me. You just threw this at me. At least you got the afternoon to stew over this, you’ve given me five seconds.” She snapped. “Start with telling me about that bracelet.”
“It was Katrina’s.”
Oriana blew out a breath in frustration. “Tell me how you know.”
Beckett ran his hand through his hair. “I was just a teenager, but I wanted to give her something special for her 21st birthday. Since I couldn’t go drinking with her, I wanted something she could bring so I’d be there in spirit. I went to a very reputable jeweler and told him what I had in mind. He helped me with the concept, designed and created it for her. He said I have excellent taste.”
Oriana rose an eyebrow. Leave it to Beckett to include that part.
“She loved it.” He continued. “I can find a picture of her wearing it, it won’t be hard, she wore it all the time, even though I specifically told her it was for special occasions. One winter we were out ice skating at the local park. She went into a spin and lost balance. She slid all the way across the pond and broke her arm. She was devasted, not about her arm, but because the ice made a deep scratch on the bracelet. She cried for days even though I told her it was no big deal, we could even get it fixed if she’d like.”
“If you fixed it, then wouldn’t there not be a scratch?”
Beckett shook his head. “She refused, saying the bracelet was still perfect to her because I’m the one that gave it to her.”
He stood up and crossed the room, grabbing his computer and returning to the couch, setting it down on the coffee table and turning it on. “I’ll show you.”
Oriana’s heart was pounding furiously inside her chest. Could Beckett be right? Could Jason actually have something to do with Katrina’s death? It seemed too fantastical, but as soon as Beckett pulled up the first picture, she stopped breathing.
“This was taken when I gave it to her.” He said quietly. “One of her friends took it.”
Oriana took Beckett’s hand before even realizing she was reaching for it. “She looks really happy.”
“She was. She was a really happy person. There was so much life in her. It’s not right that one day it was just…gone.”
He clicked through several pictures, all of them showing the bracelet Oriana had been wearing for years. “They never found that bracelet. It wasn’t in her apartment, it wasn’t found…on her body, or near where…” He choked up, looking away, not wanting to break down.
“Some criminals take ‘trophies’. It was believed the killer had taken it. Do you have any idea how it felt, knowing she was wearing something so dear to her, and the same person that took her life also took her most cherished possession?”
He didn’t even know he was shaking until Oriana embraced him fully, burying his head into her neck. He took several deep breaths, trying to calm himself down. After several minutes he pulled away, clicking onto another picture, one of Katrina and her arm in a cast. On top of the cast laid her bracelet…with a deep scratch.
“You took a picture of that?” Oriana asked.
“She made me. Said she wanted to remember that just because you’re feeling broken, doesn’t make you any less beautiful.”
“Oh, Beckett.” Oriana murmured. She gingerly took the bracelet and held it to the screen, her blood running cold as the marks matched perfectly. “I…I’ve been wearing this for years.” She whispered, a tear slipping down her face. “If I’d known…I would have turned it in immediately.”
“You didn’t know though. It wasn’t in this city, the bracelet information was never released to the public.”
“He could have just found it, like he said…” She started. “Maybe it really was in a parking lot, maybe the real culprit accidentally dropped it. It could happen.”
“I suppose it could, but it’s pretty unlikely. What’s more likely is he wanted to feel some sort of glory.”
“What do you mean?” She puzzled.
“Because then he could look at it every time you wore it. His trophy, attached to another beautiful girl, being showcased around with no one the wiser of what it truly was. It made him feel invincible.” He paused, suddenly very angry at Oriana.
“And eventually he started fucking you, while you wore it, while you…serviced him.” He spat. “He liked it when you wore it, he wanted to see it, didn’t he? While he was fucking you, while you were sucking his cock…how many times were you wearing this while he did that? How many times were you wearing only this?”
“Don’t you dare put this on me, Beckett. I didn’t know, I'm just as disgusted with it as you are.”
“He knew who I was as soon as I started that job. Yet he still let you wear it. And I avoided you, so I never even saw it. I’m such an idiot. Of course he’s angry about us seeing each other. It’s not because he’s jealous. It’s because you hold the key to his freedom.”
He looked at her, eyes wide. “Oriana…you’re not safe. He’ll come for this. He saw you wearing it during the meeting, that’s why he grabbed you so tightly, that’s why…”
“I-I’m sure I’m perfectly safe.” She started, a bit thrown off at his quickly changing emotions. He seems to be going through all of the stages of grief tonight. “But, we should bring this to the police first thing in the morning.”
“Yes, we’ll get you a restraining order as well.” Beckett mused, standing up and pacing around the room. “I’m not going to let anything bad happen to you, Oriana. This bracelet may have been my sister’s most prized possession…but you are mine. I can’t lose you, and I especially can’t lose you the way I lost Katrina.”
He spun around and pulled her up from the couch, embracing her in his arms. “I’m not strong enough for that. You’re my everything, and I won’t let you go. I’ll keep you safe. I promise you, Oriana. As long as we’re together, no harm will come to you.”
“Beck…”
“I’m so sorry I became angry with you. Please forget I said such terrible things, I was completely out of line.”
Oriana’s head was spinning with everything that transpired that day, and she found herself nodding. “Already forgotten. We’ll get through this together, Beckett, I promise. I’m completely yours, and I’m not going anywhere.”
“Stay away from him. He’s a lot more dangerous than anyone knows.”
“Okay.” She whispered. “I’ll try.”
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Party II
[Red Carpet Diaries Masterlist] || [Hollywood U Masterlist]
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Characters: Alex, Thomas Hunt, Ryan Summers
Rating: PG
Notes: @choicesnovemberchallenge Day 9: Food
*Continuation of yesterday’s Party Drabble, but also could be standalone
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"Ryan sure knows how to throw a party,” Alex noted, scanning the room. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen so much food. And these are just appetizers. He’s outdone himself yet again.”
“It might be his most vainglorious effort yet,” Thomas scoffed
“Be nice,” Alex suggested. “Let him have his night.”
"This is on you, by the way," Thomas insisted. "Prior to you, I could get away with saying no to all of this a number of times before being forced to make an appearance. Now, Ryan feels I must do my due diligence and attend all the events he hosts.”
“But as you’ve previously admitted my company is worth the suffering,” Alex boasted coyly.
“Don’t make me change my mind,” Thomas grumbled, narrowing his eyes on her.
“Unfortunately for you sir, I plan to hold you to that ‘death do us part’ clause in our vows. No going back now,” Alex turned into him. She cupped her arms around his neck, smiling up at him.
Thomas wrapped his hands around her waist and pulled her in for a tender kiss. “You make a very persuasive argument.”
“Hunt! Alex!” Ryan interrupted their moment clapping his hand on Thomas’s back.
“Ryan,” Thomas stated.
“What do you think?” Ryan questioned, looking around. “I think this is my crown jewel.”
“It’s quite regal,” Alex admitted.
“Now for the truth, Hunt?” Ryan pressed.
“I wasn’t aware the King was in town,” Thomas complained. “And yet, even he is not this pompous.”
“Unfortunately, he declined the invitation. He’s in the country and had hoped to stop over, but you know Liam, never a dull moment,” Ryan raised his glass and took a drink. “Anyway, Alex, let’s get you some food? Hunt, scotch. The last one’s not a question.”
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Royal Birthday
Ana woke up to the other half of the bed empty she turned and looked around I wonder where Liam went
The door opens and Liam walks in holding a tray “Oh you’re awake? I was hope to wake you up with kisses”
Ana blushed as she giggles “You’re cuter what’s all this Liam”
“It’s for my beautiful queen” He sets the tray on her lap and kisses her softly “Happy birthday love”
“Thanks Liam this is amazing you did all this for me”
“Only the best for my love”
Ana begins eating “So you’re spoiling today?”
Liam raises an eyebrow “Don’t I spoil you everyday?”
Ana giggles “Of course you do”
“Today I’m gonna spoil you even more than I usually do” He kisses her cheek
“So what’s the plan today?”
“You’ll see soon love now enjoy your breakfast”
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Ana throws on her robe and hops in the shower as she washes her hair she freezes as she feels a pair of arms wrap around her then relaxes when she feels a familiar warmth
“Care for some company?”
Ana turns in his arms “You could have said something I was about to knee you in the groin”
Liam chuckles “Sorry my queen didn’t mean to startle you”
“It’s fine Liam and I love it when we shower together does it only take it to be my birthday before we do that often?”
Liam smiles “We’ll do it everyday if you want”
“I love that”
He kisses her deeply “I love you so much Ana”
“I love you too Liam”
After their shower Ana quickly gets dressed and walks into their living room where Liam waits he smiles when he sees her “You look beautiful my queen” He kisses her hand “Come love” He guides her over to the table filled with gifts
“Liam…”
Liam smirks “Yes love?”
“This is amazing”
“I’m glad you love it”
“Where do I start”
Liam smiles as he grabs a rectangular box off the table “I want you to open this one first”
Ana grins as she quickly unwraps the gift and she gasps at the sight of the necklace earrings bracelet and tiara
“Liam this is…”
Liam smiles “A queen needs her own crown jewels” His expression changes when he sees her crying “What’s wrong love?”
“Just so happy thank you Liam that’s amazing” she throws her arms around him
Liam smiles as he tightens his grip around her waist “I’m glad you love them when I saw them I knew it’ll fit you now open the rest of the gifts and don’t cry that’s the opposite of what I want you to do”
Ana giggles “I don’t know anything can top that gift”
“You’ll be surprised my queen” Liam snaps his fingers and servants carry in a large size painting of them
Ana’s eyes go wide “Liam that’s huge!”
Liam laughs “It has to be huge when you live in a huge palace”
Ana looks it over “It’s so life like whoever did this did an amazing job”
“I know even I was amazed at how he painted this but a huge one can’t fit in our bedroom” He snaps his fingers again and servants bring in a smaller painting
Ana grins “I love this Liam”
“I’m glad” Liam kisses her softly then hands her a card “Now open this letter”
Ana opens the letter and reads it
My love,
On this special day of yours I wish you all the best I know it was a battle for us to get where we are today, But it was all worth it in the end because now I have you my love as my wife my queen my everything. You’re the most amazing woman I know from the moment we met I knew you were the one for me and I can’t wait to celebrate every birthday and holiday with you. Happy birthday my queen I love you so much
Liam
Ana wipes away her tears “I love you Liam”
“I love you too Ana with all my heart happy birthday my queen” He kisses her deeply
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Soot Sprite earring inspired By Studio Ghibli. Made with black and white acrylic. Small and light weight. Any suggestions for anime inspired earrings? #jewelry #jewels #fashion #bling #accessories #love #beautiful #style #fashionista #accessory #instajewelry #stylish #cute #glowfordge #lasercut #glowfordgemade #chadturnerart #artoftheday #artoninstagram #earrings #earring #earringsoftheday #earringstagram #studioghibli #anime #animejapan #sootsprites (at Covington, Kentucky) https://www.instagram.com/p/CAtWMrNBVOu/?igshid=1uxa2s9y8o3sh
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Final Potter Party Update: Witches Get Snitches, A Niffler Repaint, & Our Goblet of Fire
So last night John and I filled the whole house with grease smoke from the banger we were test cooking, this morning John's foot went through the outside deck from a rotten board, and just now the garage door spring snapped (AAAAA), locking us out.
TWO DAYS TO GO!
It's times like these I most love being married to John; the man is unflappable. He's a rock. He's an unflappable married rock with a cute Superman curl. Calamity strikes, and John just tilts his head, says, "Huh," and then sets about fixing every thing.
So, we have a garage repairman coming tomorrow (even we don't miss around with garage springs; they can kill you), John's already replaced the rotten board (mercifully a fluke from a pile of wet dirt underneath; the rest of the deck is sound), and the house, well, it may smell a little like sausages on Saturday. But that's OK, because we're serving sausages.
Speaking of our sausages (heyooo), quick shout-out to Whole Foods, of all places, where this fabulous meat department guy named Mark custom-made gluten-free Bangers for us - on all the properly cleaned equipment and everything, AT NO EXTRA CHARGE. Wha whaaaaaaaaat? They taste amazing, too - probably even better when you eat them in a house NOT filled with grease smoke.
Now let me show you more party crafts! Our final Big Build is in the Puzzle Room, so that's staying under wraps for now, but I have a ton of small silly stuff to share:
The second I spotted these gold ornaments at Dollar Tree I knew exactly what they were:
Giant Snitches! They even have the swirly design!
All I needed were some of those silver glittery leaves/feathers you see everywhere at Christmas... until you start LOOKING for them, at which point they evaporate into the ether. I finally gave up searching and cut some thrift store leaves instead, which John spray-painted silver. Drilled two small holes, a little hot glue, and bam:
Giant snitches!
I even had the perfect place to put my big balls. (Oh, like I wasn't going to use THAT joke):
Right over the Kitty Quidditch Tower! Which you can see I decked out with a little garland wreath around the window. (And you get a bonus kitty action shot.)
Eva says hi.
I hope to have better photos for the official party post, btw; these are all phone pics taken at night.
I assumed the cats would try to destroy the snitch garland, but amazingly, not a single nibble. They're too busy eating every other piece of garland and greenery I have out.
I'll walk you through all the Puzzle Room builds in a separate post, since there are a lot and I don't want to spoil it for the guests, but here are two small things:
Remember my $3 thrift store cage? I suspended my Soot Sprite (by the amazing Monster Cafe, go follow them!) from a bit of fishing line inside, so it's floating. This made me unexpectedly and ridiculously happy. :D I think it'll be staying out year-round in the Game Room after this.
And a slightly more complex craft:
I made all these rune markers from rolled out clay, which I cut with a bottle top. I used a straw to poke holes for the leather cords, pressed the symbols in with a wooden stick, textured with a stiff paintbrush, then painted & dry-brushed with craft paint. I already had the clay, tools, and paint, so this was a freebie craft. Love those. Plus I think they turned out really looking like stone!
The runes are attached to various potion bottles around the room, and are part of my favorite puzzle. You'll see all of that later, promise.
Not my craft at all, but I think you'll like this:
"Beware the Nargles" mistletoe, hanging over the doorway to the deck! This was a gift from one of you readers a few years ago (I'm sorry I don't remember which one!), and I love having the perfect spot for it this year.
The weekend after Thanksgiving - when I was still so weak from being sick - my one and only outing was to stagger to Box Lunch with John to buy this Niffler game:
It was $20, down from $30. Honestly it's barely worth that much, but it's a ridiculously easy game for parties (you stack coins 'til the plate tips) and super cute, so, SOLD.
All the plain plastic pieces were making my eye twitch, though:
So... plasticky.
You know the drill: I slapped a bunch of black paint on everything, then quickly wiped it off again. Annnd:
Look what a difference! Aaaaaa, bliss.
The coins took a teensy bit longer (HA), because I aged both sides of all 64 coins, then Rub N' Buffed both sides of all 64 coins. My hands looked like they'd been tarred and gilded by the time I was done.
Now you can see the designs in the coins, though, which look surprisingly cool!
This is mostly a game of dexterity; it's VERY HARD to pick up the coins with the little wand shovels:
I also aged the base, but the Niffler didn't need anything; he's great as-is:
And I found the perfect plastic tray at Walmart for $2! This way I can move the whole game around while keeping the pieces together. (It'll be on the coffee table in the Common Room.)
I have so much more, you guys, but let me end with the one that's made us laugh the hardest:
A few weeks ago we found the most incredible urn/vase thing at a thrift store for $8:
The inner jewel thing is orange swirly resin. I didn't realize before this, but WOW does that look cool in photos! It's actually a little less impressive in real life, ha.
Anyway, at first I thought it would go in the Common Room, since it looks like a trophy, but I never found the right spot for it. Then, as John and I were brainstorming ways to give out some door prizes, a FLASH OF INSPIRATION.
(Brace yourselves.)
We are hilarious, you guys.
(When I texted this photo to John he reported back that half the aisle at Walmart now thought he was insane, he laughed so hard.)
I should mention John has a long-standing, much vocalized dislike for Michael Gambon's portrayal of Dumbledore (#NotMyDumbledore), so a lot of our friends have sent this meme his way, and love to bring up the famously "calm" Goblet of Fire scene. (If you're lost, a quick Google will give you all you need to know - plus some laughs.)
We've also determined that, during the drawing, John will wear a long fake beard and attempt to body-slam the winners into the wall. You know, for authenticity.
And on that note, I'm off to try to finish this baby:
We won't stop thinking of new things to make 'til the moment the party starts. It's a sickness. A beautiful, stressful sickness. :D
Stay tuned for so much more. Just... just so much.
Love you guys. TTFN!
Source: https://www.epbot.com/2018/12/final-potter-party-update-witches-get.html
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