what a weird thing to ask. get out of my room...

hello, everyone. 🥰

making the most out of this unbearable summer heat. one cute photo a day.

⋆ 𓂅 ⬪ 𝗔𝗜𝗠𝗟𝗘𝗦𝗦𝗟𝗬 —— 𝗚𝗔𝗭𝗜𝗡𝗚 ， at the 𝙵𝙰𝙲𝙴𝚂 𓍯 in 𝐓𝐇E 𝙌𝙐𝙀𝙐𝙀, struggling with the 𝘕𝘖𝘛𝘐𝘖𝘕 that 𝙸𝚃’𝚂 𝙻𝙸𝙵𝙴, 𝙽𝙾𝚃 𝙵𝙸𝙻𝙼. ꒥ ✰ 𓆪

do you think all funeral directors are little old men or something? or is that just societal expectation? to be totally fair, most of them i’ve seen are bald, so you have hair going for you, ( sanji replies cheekily, flicking through her playlist for something a bit more bubbly. ) —

i’m sure we can think of a few other ways... ( honey tresses temptingly tousled, strands fluttered over her face as her head turns, offering him a faint smile. )

i wouldn't call myself bright... but i don’t mind if it means i get to light up your life. i’m thinking we should go on a picnic. maybe in the evening, i know the sunlight is your #1 enemy, don’t worry.

you have such a way with words... i think you could’ve had a career in poetry if you ever decided to go down that route. ( she’s blushing to her roots, half hiding her face against the collar of her coat. )

are you telling me you hate cats? so lame.

lunch date with her one and only. doctors really like their fruit juice, she learned today. ( @avelvetburn.bsky.social )

thorn. impulse oc decision incoming

aww, i love you too!

i didn’t take you for a career student, but you also called me a dumb blonde, so i’m not apologizing for that initial assumption. ✨

right? perfect day to soak in the sun and leave the balcony door open.

i thought i was your honeybee last week! but that does not detract that we should do this again since you’re free all summer.

Nothing quite like spending the day with my girl @bellefleurs.bsky.social 🖤

i had such a good time! 💕 who knew you could be so romantic? oh that’s right... me!

thorn. might modernify one of my ocs and bring her over here

the view is a million times better upside down, just trust her.

⌑ 𓆱 𝘕𝘖, 𝘠𝘖𝘜 — 𝗗𝗢𝗡’𝗧 𝗚𝗘𝗧 ， to quit ⛧ in 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐅𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐘, it’s 𝙰𝙻𝙻 𝚆𝙴 𝙷𝙰𝚅𝙴. ꒥ 𓄃 𓆪

( positively beaming at him, she chooses a lock of hair to toy with, biting down on her wide smile. it fades to amusement as the iconic pop hit starts to play, and she couldn’t stifle a giggle even she tried. ) i don’t think anyone expects someone to own a hearse apart from like, funeral —

though they had fun, riskier times in the beginning of seeing each other — if you could even call it that — sanji finds herself appreciating the calmer, less emotionally charged pace that life has slowed to. at this stage, the hardest one, separating from almost everything she has ever —

𝔗𝔯𝔞𝔣𝔞𝔩𝔤𝔞𝔯 𝔇. 𝔚𝔞𝔱𝔢𝔯 𝔏𝔞𝔴

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”it’s way too early to think about marriage. in this economy too — my client is in her thirties,” she huffs, backspacing and retyping something in the right column. ”and this is just how i type: fast! i don’t tell you how to cook, do i?”

— ; 𝑛𝑜 𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑛 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤𝑠 ℎ𝑜𝑤 ℎ𝑎𝑟𝑑 𝑙𝑖𝑓𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑠, 𝑖 𝑑𝑜𝑛'𝑡 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑘 𝑎𝑏𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑖𝑡 𝑛𝑜𝑤 𝑏𝑒𝑐𝑎𝑢𝑠𝑒 𝑖 𝑓𝑖𝑛𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑦 𝑓𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑑 𝑦𝑜𝑢. ( @avelvetburn.bsky.social )

this time, she catches his gaze missing her face and going straight for her chest. it confuses her — because she maintains there’s not much to look at there in the first place — but sanji tries her best not to let a flush creep up her cheeks. thankfully, the current subject is quite worrisome, —

ducking her head serves to preserve her modesty and hide the pride glowing on her face. affirmation from teachers always make her happy, in no other way except wanting to auethentically do well. as the rest of the class continue with their introductions, sanji idly flips through her copy —

admires her new nails. they’re just too pretty to even look at! totally worth the money.

𝔹𝕣𝕠𝕠𝕜 𝕄𝕚𝕫𝕦𝕥𝕒 💀 𝕃𝕖𝕒𝕕 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕖𝕣 𝕠𝕗 𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝕊𝕂𝕤 💀 𝕋𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕔𝕚𝕥𝕪 𝕓𝕦𝕥 𝕞𝕒𝕚𝕟 𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕘𝕖 𝕚𝕤 𝒯𝒶𝓃𝑔𝑒𝓇𝒾𝓃𝑒 𝒯𝓇𝑜𝓋𝑒 💀 𝕆𝕟𝕖 ℙ𝕚𝕖𝕔𝕖 𝕄𝕠𝕕𝕖𝕣𝕟 𝔸𝕌 💀 𝔉𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱 𝔓𝔦𝔢𝔠𝔢 𝔰𝔱𝔬𝔯𝔶𝔩𝔦𝔫𝔢 💀 𝕄𝕒𝕥𝕦𝕣𝕖 ℂ𝕠𝕟𝕥𝕖𝕟𝕥 ℝℙ 𝟙𝟠+ 💀 #bLAmereckLAss

fans herself, a dulce leche frappe in hand. it’s so hot today...

the increase in tempo makes a breath hitch in her throat. sanji owns a toy or two to occupy her on lonelier nights, but nothing compared to knowing that her pleasure lay directly under his finger. the air she sucks into her lungs burns with heat, driven wild by the gentle rubbing of his —

she must be really pretty if you can’t stop looking at her. ( truly, her heart swells from his care, making sure she’s safe and sound before shutting the door. her hand flutters over her heart before un-crossing, remnants of a silly grin fading from interest. she plugs in her phone and —

oh, she couldn’t dream about suppressing the beaming smile smothering her face in full force. the praise is obviously a playful nod to the days where she was a student of his. the sneaking around and heartbreak of it all... now all the blonde can do is giggle bashfully around a mouthful of egg. —

it’s been raining all day, effectively canceling some of her client’s appointments. after sleeping in late, sanji is finally up and making some of her famous cinnamon swirl pancakes for a late breakfast.

what are you looking at? ( she asks curiously, a pep in her step when approaching his preferred mode of transport. sanji has grown accustomed to it by now, going as far as to cross her arms over her chest in an ‘x’ playfully as she slides inside the vehicle. ) how gentlemanly. thank you.

every time she looks at it, sanji remembers too. a glow of pride had taken her face the day she first noticed a metallic hint peeking out from his duffel bag, warmed and oddly proud that he took her suggestion to heart. as law’s fingers play over her waist, affection threatens to burst from —

shoot, my shoes and my bag! give me a minute, baby. ( reluctant to detangle herself from him, the blonde makes a beeline for her matching hot pink pumps, slipping them on and tottering inside to get a handbag. she returns smelling like a strawberry cream dream, cozying up to his side. )

her own latte forgotten, she gazes at him with that same quality of impishness, glossy lips pressing together and hiding a smile. ”yes, many, many things. like how our brains technically control everything about us.” and how her necklace almost disappears between her tits, hints of a puffy, —

( practically purring, satiated like a tamed house cat from the soothing movement of his hand. ) i’m in the mood to be wined and dined, so why not? ( she places a kiss to his jaw, accidentally leaving a lipstick smudge. ) can we go right now?

”never in my wildest dreams! you know how much i enjoy your class. so many things to learn about the human body,” she adds in mischievously, blissfully unaware that her professor is quite distracted by her own physical assets. if she knew, sanji would be surprised, because she never thought of —

gazing expectantly at her boyfriend, sanji makes herself comfortable, relaxing against the couch cushions before the toy works its magic. the egg is pressed snug inside of her, adequately lubricated as instructed for maximum pleasure. she could get used to the feeling of being filled, —

thorn. working on zoro but i’ll be here intermittently

( arms loop around his neck, pressing her cheek to his shoulder. brows crease in thought... ) what about a steakhouse? i’ve been craving red meat lately.

this isn’t just a costume either: it’s an old cheer outfit belonging to her, modified to fit the fantasy that she was trying to sell to him. with her fair hair and knee socks, sanji is the perfect little blonde cheerleader in his lap. she would be grinding down on his thigh if he wasn’t so —