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a-world-of-whimsy-5 · 3 months

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The jewels and heirlooms that were passed onto the members of House Targaryen by their forebearer, Aenar Targaryen, after he moved his entire household and the family’s dragons to Dragonstone

A/n: This post takes a brief look at what jewels and trinkets House Targaryen would have had in their possession. For diadems, I drew inspiration from Kokoshnik headdresses and tiaras. For bejeweled dragon's eggs, I drew inspiration from Fabergé eggs. I will be willing to answer any questions about them further down the line.

Other than the crowns worn by successive Targaryen kings and the Valyrian steel swords Blackfyre and Dark Sister, many jewels and heirlooms could be found within the vaults of both Dragonstone and the Red Keep. Alas, many, if not all, of these treasures were lost during the wars that followed the Dance of the Dragons, or due to King Robert Baratheon’s follies.

One cannot begin without first turning one's attention to the diadems worn by the ladies of House Targaryen. Crafted out of finely forged Valyrian steel and formed in the shape of a crescent, these diadems were sometimes inlaid with gold. Visenya was the only noble woman of her house to favor one made purely out of Valyrian steel and without further adornment. Her sister, and in time, her brother’s other queen, favored both gold and Valyrian steel and adorned it with many jewels. These were first worn by both queens when they each turned ten and six, and they would go on to wear them when their brother and lord husband, Aegon the Conqueror, was declared king and lord protector of the seven kingdoms. In time, Queen Rhaenys’ diadem would be worn by successive queens during their anointing. Queen Visenya’s, on the other hand, was consigned to the vaults deep within the bowels of Dragonstone to appease both the nobles and the common folk alike.

There were other diadems and circlets as well. These were less ornate and were worn by the princesses of House Targaryen on their wedding day. Some were allowed to keep what was given to them as gifts, and others were returned to the vaults. The six brides of Maegor the Cruel were all gifted with diadems of their own, but each was reclaimed and returned to the vaults due to death or disgrace. Good queen Alysanne preferred a circlet over the heavier diadems. Hers was wrought of white gold with a single, flawless diamond in the center. Aemma Arryn, upon her wedding day, received a Valyrian steel diadem made to her measure, and it was adorned with both sapphires and diamonds to symbolize the colors of House Arryn.

While diamonds and sapphires and amethysts and even dragonglass were oft favored, rarer jewels that were created in the forges of Valyria were used as well, though sparingly. The art that went into the making of such stones was a jealously guarded secret, one that was taken to a watery grave when the doom claimed that fabled land. Brilliant dragon’s eye rubies make up the chief of such a rare hoard, along with purple opals with fiery gold and orange streaks that appear like dragon flames. A queen’s gems, they were called, and they were reserved only for the queen herself.

Besides priceless jewels, House Targaryen had within its possession many heirlooms. Dragon eggs that had turned to stone due to the passing of the ages were one. Tableaus and gods and great heroes carved out of the gold-veined Valyrian marble were another. Then there were the bejeweled trinkets crafted to look like dragon eggs. These were made from gold and silver and even Valyrian steel, and decorated with precious gems, motifs, and even colored glass.

A vast number of necklaces and cuffs and rings and many other adornments led to the swelling of this collection. And these were given to anyone who desired them, as they were made and procured with great ease. These were given as bride gifts to noble women that wed into the family, or as coming-of-age gifts to daughters that attain the age of ten and six. Nevertheless, these gifts were highly prized and were treated with great care more often than not.

It must also be mentioned that even the lords of House Targaryen indulged in adorning themselves, with Maegor the Cruel and Baelor the Blessed being two of only a handful of royals who refused to do so. These adornments came chiefly in the form of rings, medallion belts, and rings for their fingers and even their hair. The lords of Valyria of old saw no shame in wearing jewels and many of those who came to live on that dreary fortress called Dragonstone followed this notion as well. More than one Targaryen lord appeared at court bedecked in gold and jewels and Valyrian steel, and more than one noble lady (and, if the rumors were true, more than one noble lord as well) found themselves enchanted by the sight.

Such dazzling displays of wealth and power lasted only as long as House Targaryen did, and the realm has not seen the likes of such since it fell.

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#worldbuilding #world building #house targaryen #a game of thrones #a world of ice and fire #musings #headcanon #house targaryen headcanon #my headcanon #💫a world of whimsy writes

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ghostwise · 1 year

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ironbark, opal, and gold

words: 1.6k tags: zevran arainai, mahariel, zevran/m!warden, wedding rings, antiva, original characters, fluff

The jeweler’s shop is smaller than expected. Every surface is cluttered with tools, and there is a layer of grime along the wall but not the floor, indicating the type of person who only bothers to clean when the mess is actively interfering with their work. Nor does the jeweler have a proper storefront; just his counter, from which he greets Zevran with a nod before remembering he ought to speak to the customers.

This all means one of two things: either the jeweler is a hack, or a genius. But does it matter?

“Buenas, compadre,” the man tells him. He produces from behind the counter a small case of necklaces and bracelets. “Bonifacio, at your service. What can I help you find today?”

Zevran greets him. He glances over the jewelry, noting the traditional hammered Antivan style, the little swirls of silver, all requiring a steady hand.

“Tell me,” he says, “do you make all these yourself?”

“But of course! Finest silver and gold in Antiva, and anything not to your liking, I can alter.”

“Wonderful!” Zevran says, not really looking at any of the items in the case. “How much could I pay you to make use of your workshop for the day?”

The jeweler sets the case down and scowls.

Zevran smiles at him. He’s already been turned away at two other shops and has a few more to go. This time, he tries a bit of coaxing.

“I am getting married,” he confides, and it’s thrilling to share the news, even with a stranger.

“Ah,” Bonifacio says with a sigh. Holding up a finger he walks away from the counter. Moments later he returns with another case, this one full of sparkling rings.

“I see what you are getting at, young man,” he says, “but for something so important, why leave it to chance? Look at this. White gold and diamonds. Amethysts, rubies. Tell me about this girl. What does she like?”

“He is not so gaudy,” Zevran laughs. “My man is not one for gems. What else do you have?”

“Of course, of course! I have such a variety. Let me bring out the men’s rings. Of course.”

He hasn’t been thrown out yet, and that is encouraging. Instead, case after case of rings is brought out for his perusal. Zevran looks at them all, declining every one, and when the last case has been rejected, Bonifacio sighs again.

“Ten andris for the use of the shop,” he says finally. “Plus materials.”

“Thief,” Zevran scoffs. “I come here with my heart bared and you say ten andris?”

“Nine, then.”

“Has anyone even come in before me today? I very much doubt it. Look at the state of this place—you need to mop your baseboards and clean your windows—”

“Alright you bastard, how’s eight andris and you do the cleaning yourself?”

“Deal,” Zevran quickly agrees and thrusts out his hand. It is midday, and he needs this to work.

Haggling concluded, Bonifacio shakes his hand firmly, like a merchant or a noble.

“Now if you could show me to the work room—”

“Not yet,” Bonifacio says. “Tidy up first. Then you pay, then you use the workshop out back.”

“A fair agreement,” Zevran says, unable to keep the grin off his face.

He gets started right away. Organizing as he goes, he cleans efficiently, the way he grew up knowing one speck of dust could mean retaliation. All the while Bonifacio tinkers at the counter, peering through a lens at the broken links in an old necklace. Nobody comes into the shop. But Bonifacio interrogates him, leaving lengthy gaps between each question.

“So when are you getting married?” he asks.

“Ah,” Zevran says, wringing out a washcloth by the window. “Soon.”

“You don’t have a date?”

“We are traveling, and we need to first find a Chantry willing to marry us,” Zevran says.

“Willing?” Bonifacio asks.

“My fiancé,” Zevran says, and the word glimmers like a big ruby, “is Dalish.”

Bonifacio lets out a low whistle. Few Chantries will bless unions with non-Andrastians.

He’s quiet for a while before speaking again.

“Congratulations. And good luck with, uh, all that.”

Zevran pauses, looking up at the man. “Thank you,” he says, not sure what he means exactly.

Bonifacio grunts. A quarter of an hour passes before he speaks up again.

“My wife was Dalish,” he says, unbidden.

Zevran glances over.

“Lovely woman, but not for the city. Always felt like I was keeping a bird caged. We were happy enough. She called me Bon-Bon,” Bonifacio says with a smile. “It’s just different. That’s all I mean. Parents had their opinion, half the town did. It is what it is. Worth it, though. Right?”

It comes out in a rush, as if he’s been dying to talk about it. Zevran watches him, this middle-aged man with fine tools in his hands, still tinkering on the broken necklace. He thinks about the state of the shop, and the lack of clientele.

“What happened to her?” he asks.

“She passed,” Bonifacio says gruffly. “Last year.”

“My condolences,” Zevran offers. “She must have meant a lot to you.”

“Mmh. Yes.”

The jeweler holds up the necklace, now mended. Every broken link has been repaired. Zevran returns to his sweeping, but Bonifacio pushes himself up off the counter.

“Finish up,” he tells him. “Let’s get started on that ring of yours.”

Zevran leaves the city with his pockets twenty andris lighter, and a velvet pouch clutched in his hands. He’s worked through the day, and the sun has set when he reaches the campsite far past the outskirts of town.

Hamal is there, stoking the fire, singing to it as he does every night. Zevran pauses just out of sight, listening.

He’s thinking, also, of the old jeweler, and his advice.

By Dalish and Chantry law alike, only Death can undo the vow you’re about to take. Cherish the time you have, my friend.

Zevran wastes no time. He walks directly into the light.

“Ma vhenan,” Hamal says, “there you are.”

Zevran drops to one knee before him and kisses him. Hamal hooks a finger into the collar of his shirt, tugging him closer. It’s good that they tend to agree on these things. Zevran is the one to finally pull away, only because he can’t rightly give him the ring while attached to his face, can he?

“Hamal,” he says. He holds out the pouch, takes his hand.

“Wait,” Hamal exclaims, and scrambles to his feet.

Zevran blinks, watching him dash off into the tent. He emerges with a rucksack, tearing through it, tugging out pouches and bowstrings and a hat—

“I am not familiar with these customs—I thought we did this at the Chantry, not before—where is it? Oh!”

Whatever he was searching for, he rushes back to Zevran’s side, a wide grin on his face, hair unbraided and eyes dancing.

“Whatever are you doing, love?” Zevran asks. He starts a laugh, and before he knows it he’s overcome by it, enamorado, muy risueño. And Hamal laughs too.

“I thought—well, aren’t we exchanging rings now?”

“You have a ring?”

Hamal nods eagerly, holding it up in the light. It is a little thing of carved ironbark and gold, mottled in brassy colors only a Dalish craftsman could create. Zevran feels like he’s wanted this precise ring his whole life, and only realized it just now.

“It’s beautiful,” he says.

“I traded Master Varathorn for it,” Hamal says, and Zevran stares.

“Varathorn. That was months ago,” he tells him.

“Yes.” Hamal smiles. “The moment I saw it, I knew I wanted it for you. I just wasn’t sure… the Archdemon…” He pauses, unsure how to say this. “I planned to leave it to you. After… In case…”

He can’t say it and Zevran doesn’t want him to.

Zevran quickly takes the ring he’d crafted out of its velvet pouch. “I made this for you,” he says.

It is a simple band of gold inlaid with opal. Zevran turns it and points to the inside of the band, where the words vhenan and corazon are carved, a tiny opal set between them.

Hamal takes a long look at it.

“Here,” Zevran says, taking his hand. “Listen, because I am not sure that I will get it right in the Chantry, and it is more for you, anyway. You are my home. All my life, I never had one or even thought I could find one; yet I have never felt an orphan since meeting you. So there is no alternative for me, you understand? There is nowhere else for me to go, other than wherever you are. I mean that, amor… more than allegiance to any country or creed. Let me declare myself, then, a citizen of You, municipality of a country called Us, of which we two are the sole happy inhabitants.”

Hamal watches him place the ring onto his finger with what can only be described as sincere adoration, the words filling his thoughts like honey.

“I didn’t have a speech prepared,” he says softly. He gives Zevran his ring and kisses it, which suits Zevran just fine.

“Creators! But I cannot fucking wait to marry you, Zevran! Can we do it right now? Quick! Where is the nearest clergy?”

It is lovely to be understood so thoroughly. Zevran could laugh, or kiss him again, or ravish him right then and there. In the absence of a revered mother, and thus forced to wait, he opts for all three.

#rinnywrites #dragon age #dao #zevran arainai #zevran x warden #mahariel #oc: hamal mahariel #valentine's day piece :-)#i wrote this during the week and had a rough day so i decided to try and edit it after work #polished it up but it still feels like it's missing something; feels like two fics instead of one #but one thing i will always do is highlight like um community and the support ppl show each other and um #sappiness #this also feels like it's bridging 'four little crows off to meet the maker' with 'picture our wedding itd be summer sour and summer sweet'#and i'm gonna try to do less one-shots and more actual writing of qdt lmao or i'll never finish #ok now i sleep zzz zzzz zzz

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gemville · 2 years

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Opal, Amethyst and 14k White Gold Ring Designed by Steve Moriarty

Source: moregems.con

#steve moriarty #opal #amethyst #opal and amethyst ring #opal and amethyst jewelry #high jewelry #luxury jewelry #fine jewelry #gemville

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maid-with-sunset-in-her-hair · 1 year

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Sansa was wearing silver and purple at Joffery wedding. She also wore that silver hairnet of black amethyst. Dany was shown to wore silver collar with purple amethyst st Qarth and her eyes were compared with amethyst. Sansa was carrying poison which was used for killing Joffery who was her nephew and king. Could be foreshadowing for Dany killing her nephew Aegon who will be king. Plus the rumors about Sansa turning into winged wolf after killing Joffery fits more Dany flying over Drogon.

Hello Dot! You’re probably right that it’s partially foreshadowing about Daenerys killing her nephew like Sansa killed hers. But I also wanted to add that the symbolism for amethysts is slightly different in Daenerys’ chapters and much more prominent than in Sansa's chapters.

Daenerys wore a purple dress and amethyst bracelets together with a gold slave collar to meet with Khal Drogo, who ended raping her until she wanted to die:

The girl slid the gilded sandals onto her feet, while the old woman fixed the tiara in her hair, and slid golden bracelets crusted with amethysts around her wrists. Last of all came the collar, a heavy golden torc emblazoned with ancient Valyrian glyphs. (AGOT Daenerys I)

The scene of Daenrys getting ready to meet him is actually very similar to the scene of Sansa unwittingly getting ready for her wedding with Tyrion. A golden child bride with amethysts and a silver child bride with moonstones, foils and parallels. Like Sansa, Daenerys is also being trapped in an abusive situation.

Her ancestors are described as having amethyst eyes during her wake the dragon dream, and they're encouraging her to pursue a doomed legacy of fire and blood under the belief she’ll find a home and a place to belong:

Ghosts lined the hallway, dressed in the faded raiment of kings. In their hands were swords of pale fire. They had hair of silver and hair of gold and hair of platinum white, and their eyes were opal and amethyst, tourmaline and jade. (AGOT Daenerys IX)

Xaro gifted her an amethyst collar top ward off poisons, but it's implied he's sabbotaging her attempts to gain the support from others in Qarth and trying to get her killed so he can steal her dragons:

"A dream delayed, no more." Dany's tight silver collar was chafing against her throat. She unfastened it and flung it aside. The collar was set with an enchanted amethyst that Xaro swore would ward her against all poisons. The Pureborn were notorious for offering poisoned wine to those they thought dangerous, but they had not given Dany so much as a cup of water. (ACOK Daenerys III)

For Sansa amethysts are poison, for Daenerys they’re supposed to protect her from poisons, but are a poison of another kind. She paid for the Unsullied with a box of black amethysts:

Jars of saffron, jars of myrrh, jars of pepper and curry and cardamom, an onyx mask, twelve jade monkeys, casks of ink in red and black and green, a box of rare black amethysts, a box of pearls, a cask of pitted olives stuffed with maggots, a dozen casks of pickled cave fish, a great brass gong and a hammer to beat it with, seventeen ivory eyes, and a huge chest full of books written in tongues that Dany could not read. And more, and more, and more. Her people stacked it all before the slavers. (ASOS Daenerys II)

We don’t know if those are actually black amethysts or if it’s just a slang for the Strangler, but during the whole transaction, Kraznys is telling Denerys to sack the small cities and bring the captives back to be sold in Astapor, tempting her to participate more deeply in the slave trade.

Hizdahr is probably working with The Harpy to undermine Daenerys and bring slavery back to Meereen, guess what he’s wearing the first time he appears on page?

The nobleman had wings of wiry red-black hair sprouting from his temples. They made him look as if his head were about to take flight. His long face was made even longer by a beard bound with rings of gold. His purple tokar was fringed with amethysts and pearls. (ADWD Daenerys I)

And finally Xaro was wearing an amethyst nose ring when he threatened Daenerys after he failed to convince her to sail to Westeros and abandon Meereen to the slavers:

Tears welled from his eyes, creeping down his nose, past emeralds, amethysts, and black diamonds. "I told the Thirteen that you would heed my wisdom. It grieves me to learn that I was wrong. Take these ships and sail away, or you will surely die screaming. You cannot know how many enemies you have made." (ADWD Daenerys III)

The central symbolism of amethysts in Daenerys’ chapters seems to be about slavery. Being sold to Drogo like a slave, her family’s legacy of fire and blood that can be traced back to Valyria, buying slaves, Xaro and Hizdahr who are supporting slavery in a way or another.

#asoiaf #my meta #valyrianscrolls #anti daenerys targaryen #sansa stark

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weatheredpileoftomes · 7 months

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reverently, deliberately

For FFXIVWrite Day 6, “ring”. Frydlona/[ShB spoilers], pre-Endwalker, spoilers through patch 5.5, ~700 words. Late due to some nonsense at work, but still within the Week One amnesty period! I might expand it later, but this was a real “get it done in two days or else two years” thing.

A promise that is also a hope.

Frydlona almost always carries a sketchbook for her design ideas. For a project, she’ll rip the pages out and keep them in a case, and what’s left is just thoughts she’s had, things that might be fun or challenging to make, things that might turn into a project if she needs them to.

She sketches all kinds of things, often ones she’ll never get around to making. A crown made out of the lavender blooms of Lakeland; vambraces and pauldrons gilded and carved with flames to be worn with an embroidered black cloak; a workbench with drawers nested inside drawers; a gown with a trailing skirt like seafoam; a rocking chair with flowers that look like they’re growing out of cracks in the wood itself, alchemically preserved.

A ring, wrought like a white mage’s cane, with leaves curling around a rough-cut gem.

She scribbles it out the first time she catches herself drawing it. She doesn’t need to make such a thing.

They’ve been reeling from one crisis to another, with hardly time for breath, and now the threat of the Final Days hangs overhead. It’s too fast, and Frydlona knows it; fear is a dangerous spice for emotion. People think they fall in love during wartime, and if they’re lucky enough to live, they have to live with whatever choices they made.

All in all, she’s known Raha for less than two years, and some of that was years ago. They’ve done none of this properly, or reasonably; they’ve raced forward in freefall, and it frightens her how much she doesn’t want to stop.

Some nights she wakes up with nightmares, and some nights Raha does. Either way it keeps her awake after, staring into the darkness overhead and trying to let the solid warmth of him in her arms settle her.

She thinks about the sea of stars, the sunless sea—the glitter and blaze of uncountable points of light, the swoop of Thaliak’s river through the darkness—and wonders. She couldn’t cut diamonds small enough, not and keep their facets and their sparkle, but powdered hematite, maybe… no.

She sketches a ring with metal curled like a breaking wave, wrapping over a pearl—she could find a pearl, and the challenge of finding a good enough one would be half the point—and another engraved with palm leaves and massive flowers, the kind of things that grow around Cliffhide. Another ring with vines and leaves: sun-warmed La Noscean grapes, a tiny cluster of cabochon amethysts, and an orange in the form of an orange garnet.

Her glaives don’t make a good design for a ring—too jagged, smooth them as she might—and no more does Mor Dhona. Raha had given her a pair of Allagan earrings he’d found in the Tower, but she’s never been comfortable with the harsh lines of Allagan metalwork. Besides, that’s him, not her.

She keeps coming back to the cane, though. Gerolt made her some lovely weapons while she was working with the Bozjan Resistance, and she’s always liked adding natural elements to jewelry. She could make it beautiful, and it would certainly have meaning, more than just that it was where she’d come from—it would be where they’re going, together, from here on.

But it’s too soon, she reminds herself, even as she adds the final leaf to the sketch. The gemstone buds from the wood itself, framed by leaves and accented by opening blossoms.

A white stone, unaspected, for the center. She’s tempted to use opal, but conjurers tend toward clear crystals; diamond might be more easily understood. Aquamarine for the buds, for the sunlit ocean she grew up with after all. Rose gold for the bark and electrum for the leaves…

It’s still too soon, Frydlona tells herself, even once she’s set the last gem in place. The metal is blood-warm in her hand.

She wraps it, carefully, and puts it in a box, and wedges the box deep into one of her pockets, and then buttons the pocket closed. She’ll just keep it with her, so that as soon as it isn’t too soon she’ll have it ready.

#tumblr your refusal to let me do line dividers now is personally hurtful #ffxivwrite #ffxivwrite2023 #my fic #my fic: frydlona #my fic: frydlona: ship #my fic: 5.x #frydlona merlgeimwyn #g'raha tia #frydlona x g'raha #MEANWHILE: g'raha has asked tataru for ringbuying advice. the scions are laughing at both of them.#title from the wedding service in the book of common prayer and how seriously it's meant I leave as an exercise for the reader #crafting fic

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mamamittens · 2 years

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I have ZERO PATIENCE so I'm posting at 3 AM.

Here's Whitebeard's ring for Father's day!

Gold band with antique detailing in those darker sections with an etched jolly Roger inside the band!

Gemstones are white opal for the crescent moon/stache, diamond around the outside, gold pearl (fastened with gold shaped like wave curling 🌊), amethyst, and garnet! Looking at it now I'm tempted to say it needs one more gemstone to fill out the empty space but it looks great as is, so I won't mess with it lol. Tossed out the idea of incorporating a fish early on to make room for the moon shape. Kinda glad I did.

As a traditional sort of guy, I would low-key expect him to wear it on his thumb, but I can see him wearing it in the place of a wedding band. Cause he's basically married to the sea tbh. Otherwise perhaps on the right hand? I forget all the symbolism behind ring placement. Or maybe on a chain around his neck but he does tend to do a lot of sweeping motions and hanging jewelry would likely get damaged like that. If not go flying and this is a massive ass ring to go tossing around like confetti. Talk about a Gucci Fatality.

Fun fact, I designed it after old fashioned graduation rings! I'm not very big on wearing jewelry, but I really do like the vibes the chunky, vintage rings gave.

#one piece art #anime jewelry #one piece whitebeard #op whitebeard #anime father appreciation

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coollyinterferes · 1 year

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// Muse aesthetics

[ COLORS ] red. brown. orange. yellow. green. blue. purple. pink. black. white. teal. silver. gold. grey. lilac. metallic. matte. royal blue. strawberry red. charcoal grey. forest green. apple red. navy blue. crimson. cream. mint green.

[ ELEMENTS ] fire. ice. water. air. earth. rain. snow. wind. moon. stars. sun. heat. cold. steam. frost. lightning. sunlight. moonlight. dawn. dusk. twilight. midnight. sunrise. sunset. dewdrops.

[ BODY ] claws. long fingers. fangs. teeth. wings. tails. lips. bare feet. freckles. bruises. canine. scars. scratches. wounds. burns. spikes. feathers. webs. eyes. hands. sweat. tears. feline. chubby. curvy. short. tall. normal height. muscular. slender. trained. piercing. tattoos. strong. weak.

[ WEAPONS ] fists. sword. dagger. spear. scythe. bow and arrow. hammer. shield. poison. guns. axes. throwing axes. whips. knives. throwing knives. pepper sprays. tasers. machine guns. slingshots. katanas. maces. staffs. wands. powers. magical items. magic. rocks. mud balls. words. books. household objects.

[ MATERIALS ] gold. silver. platinum. titanium. diamonds. pearls. rubies. sapphires. emeralds. amethyst. opal. metal. iron. rust. steel. glass. wood. porcelain. paper. wool. fur. lace. leather. silk. velvet. denim. linen. cotton. charcoal. clay. stone. asphalt. brick. marble. dust. glitter. blood. dirt. mud. smoke. ash. shadow. carbonate. rubber. synthetics.

[ NATURE ] grass. leaves. trees. bark. roses. daisies. tulips. lavender. petals. thorns. seeds. hay. sand. rocks. roots. flowers. ocean. river. meadow. forest. desert. tundra. savanna. rainforest. caves. underwater. coral reef. beach. waves. space. clouds. mountains. valley.

[ ANIMALS ] lions. wolves. black panthers. eagles. owls. falcons. hawks. swans. snakes. turtles. ducks. bugs. spiders. whales. dolphins. fish. sharks. horses. cats. dogs. bunnies. praying mantises. crows. ravens. mice. lizards. werewolves. unicorns. pegasi. dragons. boars. bats. birds.

[ FOODS/DRINKS ] sugar. salt. candy. bubblegum. wine. champagne. hard liquor. beer. coffee. tea. spices. herbs. apple. orange. lemon. cherry. strawberry. peach. watermelon. vegetables. fruits. meat. fish. pies. desserts. chocolate. cream. caramel. berries. nuts. cinnamon. burgers. burritos. pizza. ambrosia. bread.

[ HOBBIES ] music. art. watercolors. gardening. smithing. sculpting. painting. sketching. fighting. fencing. riding. writing. composing. cooking. sewing. training. dancing. acting. singing. martial arts. self-defense. electronics. technology. cameras. video cameras. video games. computer. phone. movies. theater. libraries. books. magazines. cds. records. vinyls. cassettes. piano. violin. cello. guitar. electronic guitar. bass guitar. harmonica. harp. woodwinds. brass. trumpet. flute. drums. bells. playing cards. poker chips. chess. dice. motorcycle riding. eating. drinking. climbing. running.

[ STYLE ] lingerie. armor. cape. dress. suit. tunic. vest. shirt. boots. sandals. heels. leggings. trousers. jeans. skirt. jewelry. earrings. necklace. bracelet. ring. pendant. hat. crown. circlet. helmet. scarf. neck tie. brocade. cloaks. corsets. doublet. chest plate. gorget. bracers. belt. sash. coat. jacket. hood. gloves. socks. suspenders. masks. cowls. braces. tie clips. watches. glasses. sunglasses. visor. eye contacts. makeup.

[ MISC ] balloons. bubbles. cityscape. landscape. light. dark. candles. war. peace. money. power. percussion. clocks. photos. mirrors. pets. diary. fairy lights. madness. sanity. sadness. happiness. optimism. pessimism. loneliness. family. friends. assistants. co-workers. enemies. loyalty. smoking. drugs. kindness. love. hugs.

----Jonathan's will be below, under the cut----

[ ELEMENTS ] fire. ice. water. air. earth. rain. snow. wind. moon. stars. sun. heat. cold. steam. frost. lightning. sunlight. moonlight. dawn. dusk. twilight. midnight. sunrise. sunset. dewdrops.

#[those in bold apply to most occasions]#[italics mean it applies sometimes and/or in modern AUs only depending the case]#[and which are pretty easy to tell lol]#[same with stuff like 'claws' and etc which belong to spw's monster au :d]#[also. 'drinking' as hobby for both is more like going out and having a few drinks on occasion and NOT everyday or as an addiction lol]#[the corsets bit.... yeah. men wore corsets too]#[just not as much nor as often as ladies did]#[so it'd be more like 'for funsies' in their cases really xd]#;headcanon #;dash games #[feel free to yank this from me if you'd like to give it a shot!]#;long post #;sunlight yellow overdrive (( jonathan; aes ))#;a pillow of winds (( speedwagon; aes ))

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dragonskxn · 1 year

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Muse Aesthetics.

REPOST and then BOLD any which apply to your muse! Feel free to add to the list!

Tagged by: @jocundcompany

Tagging: @sins-of-the-sea @viciouslyfilthy @hriobzagelthewanderer @rxdhairxdsirxns and you!

[ ELEMENTS ] fire. ice. water. air. earth. rain. snow. wind. moon. stars. sun. heat. cold. steam. frost. lightning. sunlight. moonlight. dawn. dusk. twilight. midnight. sunrise. sunset. dewdrops.

[ ANIMALS ] lions. wolves. black panther. eagles. owls. falcons. hawks. swans. snakes. turtles. ducks. bugs. spiders. whales. dolphins. fish. sharks. horses. cats. dogs. bunnies. praying mantises. crows. ravens. mice. lizards. werewolves. unicorns. pegasus. dragons. boars. bats. birds.

#headcanons || annalise.

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finncomet · 1 year

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Muse Aesthetics.

REPOST and then BOLD any which apply to your muse! Feel free to add to the list!

Stolen from: @riiese

Tagging: everyone!

[ ELEMENTS ] fire. ice. water. air. earth. rain. snow. wind. moon. stars. sun. heat. cold. steam. frost. lightning. sunlight. moonlight. dawn. dusk. twilight. midnight. dewdrops.

[ ANIMALS ] lions. tigers. wolves. black panther. eagles. owls. falcons. hawks. swans. snakes. turtles. ducks. sheep. cows. pigs. chickens. songbirds. bugs. spiders. butterflies. whales. dolphins. fish. sharks. horses. cats. dogs. bunnies. praying mantises. crows. ravens. mice. lizards. werewolves. unicorns. pegasus. dragons. boars. bats. bears.

[ FOODS/DRINKS ] sugar. salt. candy. bubblegum. wine. champagne. hard liquor. beer. ale. mead. coffee. tea. spices. herbs. apple. orange. lemon. cherry. strawberry. peach. watermelon. vegetables. fruits. meat. fish. pies. desserts. chocolate. cream. caramel. berries. nuts. cinnamon. burgers. burritos. pizza. ambrosia. bread.

[ STYLE ] lingerie. armor. cape. dress. suit. tunic. vest. shirt. boots. sandals. heels. leggings. trousers. jeans. skirt. shorts. jewelry. earrings. necklace. bracelet. ring. pendant. hat. crown. circlet. helmet. scarf. neck tie. brocade. cloaks. corsets. doublet. chest plate. gorget. bracers. belt. sash. coat. jacket. hood. gloves. socks. suspenders. masks. cowls. braces. tie clips. watches. glasses. sunglasses. backpack. visor. eye contacts. makeup.

#i added a few things :x #finnfo #dash memes

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seashaper · 2 years

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> [ A shaky camera focuses on a blurry set of moving shapes above the surface of the New York Harbor, nothing to be seen but splashing until the image sharpens. A violet-skinned tiefling comes into view, uncloaked but dressed in black and gripping a tall, silvery staff, spiraled at the top into a large, shining blue spherical crystal framed in amethysts and a starlike ring. They appear to be floating several feet above the water some distance away from the huge sea serpent, silver scales glinting a similar shade to Rook’s staff as its long coils twist through the water. It rushes towards them, tons of violent aquatic beast aiming to snap them right up. With a flash of blue light from the crystal, the wind whips up around the pair, sending Rook’s sea-blue scarf blowing dramatically around them, and the water churns beneath them both into an increasingly violent vortex. Halfway through its lunge the creature is dragged back towards the center of the whirlpool, and emits a bubbling screech in protest. As it starts to try and writhe its way free, the sorcerer makes a complicated motion with the end of their staff; with another intense blue glow; from the water, shedding spray off of its form as it materializes at a size similar to the serpent, rises a shimmering dragon covered in faceted white and transparent crystal scales, shining like opal in the misty morning light. The sea serpent screeches at its sudden rival and the dragon roars right back with its toothy jaw open wide enough to expel what looks like rings of heat lines, curved light in the air that moves in a cone heavily impacting the serpent and much of the water around it. A massive spray shoots into the air on contact with the harbor, concealing the fight for a few moments with sparkling mist, until the view is once again clear, and the crystalline dragon can be seen gripping the serpent in its claws, lifting it partially above the water to further expose it and getting bitten once in the process, though it doesn’t seem to phase the magically conjured creature. Once it’s somewhat restrained, stunned from the breath of pure force leveled against it, the tiefling sorcerer raises their staff once more to point carefully at the center of mass, as much as that can be a thing for a serpentine form. Around the amethyst-studded star at the head crackles violet flashes of light, gathering up into a point before firing in a massive bolt directly at and partially through the huge beast, cauterizing the burned-out hole behind it. The serpent screams and goes limp, though still lives and shifts weakly. Once it stops its struggling, the dragon reaches down for Rook, and they step onto their summon’s hand, to be carried towards their opponent. Holding the staff aside, they reach out their gloved hand, this time, towards its heaving scales, and violet sparks flow through their fingers into its body. The effect is unapparent, but they’ve healed some of the internal injuries left by their dragon’s force breath, enough for the creature to live. The dragon gently sets it down in the water, and, both a little more lively and having thoroughly learned its lesson, the sea serpent darts away through the water, across and out of the harbor, it’s sharp fins cutting through the surface until it disappears. Rook just stands there, watching it go, until a few people cheer from the shore and their horned head whips around to finally notice the crowd, as the video ends. ]

#Crafting Incantations (ic)#action #viewed ic

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feuertanz · 1 year

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𝑴𝑼𝑺𝑬 𝑨𝑬𝑺𝑻𝑯𝑬𝑻𝑰𝑪𝑺

bold what applies. repost, don’t reblog!

[ 𝘾𝙊𝙇𝙊𝙍𝙎 ] red. brown. orange. yellow. green. blue. purple. pink. black. white. teal. silver. gold. gray. lilac. metallic. matte. royal blue. strawberry red. charcoal grey. forest green. apple red. navy blue. crimson. cream. mint green.

[ 𝙀𝙇𝙀𝙈𝙀𝙉𝙏𝙎 ] fire. ice. water. air. earth. rain. snow. wind. moon. stars. sun. heat. cold. steam. frost. lightning. sunlight. moonlight. dawn. dusk. twilight. midnight. sunrise. sunset. dewdrops.

[ 𝘽𝙊𝘿𝙔 ] claws. long fingers. fangs. teeth. wings. tails. lips. bare feet. freckles. bruises. canine. scars. scratches. wounds. burns. spikes. feathers. webs. eyes. hands. sweat. tears. feline. chubby. curvy. short. tall. normal height. muscular. slender. trained. piercing. tattoos. strong. weak.

[ 𝙒𝙀𝘼𝙋𝙊𝙉𝙎 ] fists. sword. dagger. spear. scythe. bow and arrow. hammer. shield. poison. guns. axes. throwing axes. whips. knives. throwing knives. pepper sprays. tasers. machine guns. slingshots. katanas. maces. staffs. wands. powers. magical items. magic. rocks. mud balls. words. books. household objects.

[ 𝙈𝘼𝙏𝙀𝙍𝙄𝘼𝙇𝙎 ] gold. silver. platinum. titanium. diamonds. pearls. rubies. sapphires. emeralds. amethyst. opal. metal. iron. rust. steel. glass. wood. porcelain. paper. wool. fur. lace. leather. silk. velvet. denim. linen. cotton. charcoal. clay. stone. asphalt. brick. marble. dust. glitter. blood. dirt. mud. smoke. ash. shadow. carbonate. rubber. synthetics.

[ 𝙉𝘼𝙏𝙐𝙍𝙀 ] grass. leaves. trees. bark. roses. daisies. tulips. lavender. petals. thorns. seeds. hay. sand. rocks. roots. flowers. ocean. river. meadow. forest. desert. tundra. savanna. rainforest. caves. underwater. coral reef. beach. waves. space. clouds. mountains. valley.

[ 𝘾𝙍𝙀𝘼𝙏𝙐𝙍𝙀𝙎 ] lions. wolves. black panther. eagles. owls. falcons. hawks. swans. snakes. turtles. ducks. bugs. spiders. whales. dolphins. fish. sharks. horses. cats. dogs. bunnies. praying mantises. crows. ravens. mice. lizards. werewolves. unicorns. pegasus. dragons. boars. bats. birds.

[ 𝙁𝙊𝙊𝘿𝙎/𝘿𝙍𝙄𝙉𝙆𝙎 ] sugar. salt. candy. bubblegum. wine. champagne. hard liquor. beer. coffee. tea. spices. herbs. apple. orange. lemon. cherry. strawberry. peach. watermelon. vegetables. fruits. meat. fish. pies. desserts. chocolate. cream. caramel. berries. nuts. cinnamon. burgers. burritos. pizza. ambrosia. bread.

[ 𝙃𝙊𝘽𝘽𝙄𝙀𝙎 ] music. art. watercolors. gardening. smithing. sculpting. painting. sketching. fighting. fencing. riding. writing. composing. cooking. sewing. training. dancing. acting. singing. martial arts. self-defense. electronics. technology. cameras. video cameras. video games. computer. phone. movies. theater. libraries. books. magazines. cds. records. vinyls. cassettes. piano. violin. cello. guitar. electronic guitar. bass guitar. harmonica. harp. woodwinds. brass. trumpet. flute. drums. bells. playing cards. poker chips. chess. dice. motorcycle riding. eating. drinking. climbing. running.

[ 𝙎𝙏𝙔𝙇𝙀 ] lingerie. armor. cape. dress. suit. tunic. vest. shirt. boots. sandals. heels. leggings. trousers. jeans. skirt. jewelry. earrings. necklace. bracelet. ring. pendant. hat. crown. circlet. helmet. scarf. neck tie. brocade. cloaks. corsets. doublet. chest plate. gorget. bracers. belt. sash. coat. jacket. hood. gloves. socks. suspenders. masks. cowls. braces. tie clips. watches. glasses. sunglasses. visor. eye contacts. makeup. toolbelt.

[ 𝙈𝙄𝙎𝘾 ] balloons. bubbles. cityscape. landscape. light. dark. candles. war. peace. money. power. percussion. clocks. photos. mirrors. pets. diary. fairy lights. madness. sanity. sadness. happiness. optimism. pessimism. loneliness. family. friends. assistants. co-workers. enemies. loyalty. smoking. drugs. kindness. love. hugs.

tagged by: @acedecoeur tagging: @ahistoryofviolence

#❈ ⧽ she was made of sunlight / introspection

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acedecoeur · 1 year

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𝑴𝑼𝑺𝑬 𝑨𝑬𝑺𝑻𝑯𝑬𝑻𝑰𝑪𝑺

bold what applies. repost, don’t reblog!

tagged by: @pain-is-a-deep-dark-sea tagging: @feuertanz @destinedxheiress

#001. ⸻ i was born a leader no throne or crown is needed / * ghost.

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daemonoria · 1 year

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𝑴𝑼𝑺𝑬 𝑨𝑬𝑺𝑻𝑯𝑬𝑻𝑰𝑪𝑺

tagged by stolen from @diabolimanus

tagging anyone else!

[ 𝑪𝑶𝑳𝑶𝑹𝑺 ] red. brown. orange. yellow. green. blue. purple. pink. black. white. teal. silver. gold. gray. lilac. metallic. matte. royal blue. strawberry red. charcoal grey. forest green. apple red. navy blue. crimson. cream. mint green.

[ 𝑬𝑳𝑬𝑴𝑬𝑵𝑻𝑺 ] fire. ice. water. air. earth. rain. snow. wind. moon. stars. sun. heat. cold. steam. frost. lightning. sunlight. moonlight. dawn. dusk. twilight. midnight. sunrise. sunset. dewdrops.

[ 𝑩𝑶𝑫𝒀 ] claws. long fingers. fangs. teeth. wings. tails. lips. bare feet. freckles. bruises. canine. scars. scratches. wounds. burns. spikes. feathers. webs. eyes. hands. sweat. tears. feline. chubby. curvy. short. tall. normal height. muscular. slender. trained. piercing. tattoos. strong. weak.

[ 𝑾𝑬𝑨𝑷𝑶𝑵𝑺 ] fists. sword. dagger. spear. scythe. bow and arrow. hammer. shield. poison. guns. axes. throwing axes. whips. knives. throwing knives. pepper sprays. tasers. machine guns. slingshots. katanas. maces. staffs. wands. powers. magical items. magic. rocks. mud balls. words. books. household objects.

[ 𝑴𝑨𝑻𝑬𝑹𝑰𝑨𝑳𝑺 ] gold. silver. platinum. titanium. diamonds. pearls. rubies. sapphires. emeralds. amethyst. opal. metal. iron. rust. steel. glass. wood. porcelain. paper. wool. fur. lace. leather. silk. velvet. denim. linen. cotton. charcoal. clay. stone. asphalt. brick. marble. dust. glitter. blood. dirt. mud. smoke. ash. shadow. carbonate. rubber. synthetics.

[ 𝑵𝑨𝑻𝑼𝑹𝑬 ] grass. leaves. trees. bark. roses. daisies. tulips. lavender. petals. thorns. seeds. hay. sand. rocks. roots. flowers. ocean. river. meadow. forest. desert. tundra. savanna. rainforest. caves. underwater. coral reef. beach. waves. space. clouds. mountains. valley.

[ 𝑪𝑹𝑬𝑨𝑻𝑼𝑹𝑬𝑺 ] lions. wolves. black panther. eagles. owls. falcons. hawks. swans. snakes. turtles. ducks. bugs. spiders. whales. dolphins. fish. sharks. horses. cats. dogs. bunnies. praying mantises. crows. ravens. mice. lizards. werewolves. unicorns. pegasus. dragons. boars. bats. birds.

[ 𝑭𝑶𝑶𝑫𝑺/𝑫𝑹𝑰𝑵𝑲𝑺 ]sugar. salt. candy. bubblegum. wine. champagne. hard liquor. beer. coffee. tea. spices. herbs. apple. orange. lemon. cherry. strawberry. peach. watermelon. vegetables. fruits. meat. fish. pies. desserts. chocolate. cream. caramel. berries. nuts. cinnamon. burgers. burritos. pizza. ambrosia. bread.

[ 𝑯𝑶𝑩𝑩𝑰𝑬𝑺 ] music. art. watercolors. gardening. smithing. sculpting. painting. sketching. fighting. fencing. riding. writing. composing. cooking. sewing. training. dancing. acting. singing. martial arts. self-defense. electronics. technology. cameras. video cameras. video games. computer. phone. movies. theater. libraries. books. magazines. cds. records. vinyls. cassettes. piano. violin. cello. guitar. electronic guitar. bass guitar. harmonica. harp. woodwinds. brass. trumpet. flute. drums. bells. playing cards. poker chips. chess. dice. motorcycle riding. eating. drinking. climbing. running.

[ 𝑺𝑻𝒀𝑳𝑬 ] lingerie. armor. cape. dress. suit. tunic. vest. shirt. boots. sandals. heels. leggings. trousers. jeans. skirt. jewelry. earrings. necklace. bracelet. ring. pendant. hat. crown. circlet. helmet. scarf. neck tie. brocade. cloaks. corsets. doublet. chest plate. gorget. bracers. belt. sash. coat. jacket. hood. gloves. socks. suspenders. masks. cowls. braces. tie clips. watches. glasses. sunglasses. visor. eye contacts. makeup. toolbelt.

[ 𝑴𝑰𝑺𝑪 ] balloons. bubbles. cityscape. landscape. light. dark. candles. war. peace. money. power. percussion. clocks. photos. mirrors. pets. diary. fairy lights. madness. sanity. sadness. happiness. optimism. pessimism. loneliness. family. friends. assistants. co-workers. enemies. loyalty. smoking. drugs. kindness. love. hugs.

#» ⸻ 𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐂𝐑𝐈𝐏𝐓𝐈𝐎 . ☾#» ⸻ 𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐏𝐎𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐄 . ☾

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d3adshot · 1 year

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𝑴𝑼𝑺𝑬 𝑨𝑬𝑺𝑻𝑯𝑬𝑻𝑰𝑪𝑺

[ 𝑭𝑶𝑶𝑫𝑺/𝑫𝑹𝑰𝑵𝑲𝑺 ] sugar. salt. candy. bubblegum. wine. champagne. hard liquor. beer. coffee. tea. spices. herbs. apple. orange. lemon. cherry. strawberry. peach. watermelon. vegetables. fruits. meat. fish. pies. desserts. chocolate. cream. caramel. berries. nuts. cinnamon. burgers. burritos. pizza. ambrosia. bread.

tagged by @winehcir & @cup-offlowers

tagging @seraphic-crimes , @lost-sacrifices & @starsee-ker

#rc #made of gunpowder and exit wounds ⌖ (𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑)#muse game

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plantmusic · 1 year

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// Muse aesthetics

[ ELEMENTS ] fire. ice. water. air. earth. rain. snow. wind. moon. stars. sun. heat. cold. steam. frost. lightning. sunlight. moonlight. dawn. dusk. twilight. midnight. sunrise. sunset. dewdrops.

#'' there's an art to life's distractions '' [ ooc ]#'' i wanna be a real fake '' [ headcanon ]#'' stuck in the middle middle of it '' [aes]#// *pats him on the head* this bad boy can fit so many multitudes

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dom-bastiansmythe · 1 year

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Given to Ollie on Christmas Eve:

1st group of gifts:

For my beautiful Princess, Ollie: mon amour, the other half of my soul.

I though you'd like another velvet floor-length Disney Princess cloak, this time in your favorite purple. Perfect for keeping warm in this cold weather, given your penchant for wearing verrrryyy skimpy clothes in all weathers! Not that I'm complaining. :)

A set of 3 Amethyst and Diamond plugs to enhance our play time in the bedroom (or in public, depending on how the mood takes us). Can't wait to give them a test run!

And on that note, I look forward to seeing you in this new black latex playsuit and panties...panties I intend to make you drench before I rip them from your needy, slender body, and ...well you can fill in the blanks, I'm sure, baby brother....

A Limited Edition bottle of the Green Fairy - to keep our beautiful home country firmly in your mind - and so that all three of us can indulge when pre-gaming before clubbing.

A brand-new complete set of oil paints for when you do one of your infamous vanishing acts and retreat to create beautiful art for the whole world to enjoy, in your Studio. Definitely could do with an updated nude of myself pained by you for the Penthouse, sweetheart.

And some of your favourite Macarons imported from the wonderful Ladurée in our home town.

Merry Christmas, bébé! Je t'aime toujours.

More to follow... ;-)

2nd group of gifts:

This Emerald, Opal and Platinum ring is very special, bébé. It's one of a set of 3. You and I have identical bands and Elliott has an Emerald stoned ring that slots in-between our bands. A perfect slotting ring set for our perfect little family.

Couldn't resist this slutty little plaid skirt when I saw it and knew I had to make it yours, so I can enjoy removing it...often.. and of course matching white kneesocks to amp up the sluttiness factor... Come to think of it, we're well overdue for a naughty schoolgirl and hot Teacher rôleplay... Let's make that a New Year's resolution - yes?

Another bespoke designer Corset from Kurt's Holiday collection that you recently so beautifully modeled. I love how this one looks on you..and will like it even better when I see it strewn across my bedroom floor. I have to admit, Old Betty White has talent..yes, that did stick in my throat, Ollie...You know me so well.

Finally a new trousseau of pure Silk and lace panties imported from your favorite store in Paris. This should replace all the ones I've ruined in the last year, sweetheart.

Joyeux Noël, mon amour. Juste comme tu es à moi, je suis à toi pour toujours ...

@switchingolliesmythe

#christmas2022 #christmas gifts #c:ollie #pics

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