#adding a cape or a fanny pack

[dizzycloudzzz]

me and my friend were discussing our favorite Luz's outfit/design and why we like them, and we made rankings with the top 3 🌷

I decided to share it here and if you guys want tell me which one is your favorite too :D

mine!!!!!

Luz with Azura cosplay without the wig in the first place 'cause I love the detail that she has a fanny pack, I like the color palette and the witch style, boots are the BEST, the star on chest that gives me good memories of Steven Universe, she looks SO cool and AAAAAAAAA

epilogue's Luz is second 'cause she is very stylish and maintains the essence of the good old Luz, more mature and full of references in her clothes, THE COLAAAAAR and the boots are also very pretty

poor sick Luz is cute, memorable, wins me over with her simplicity and at the same time details, messy hair and socks on her hands and mushrooms on her hair, I love her sm

he said that in first place was the classical Luz, precisely 'cause she's classic

in second place was the emo Luz, 'cause he said "she gives off a vibe that she would throw gasoline on Belos and set him on fire 'cause the jacket didn't warm her up enough, she needs the heat of justice", I don't understand what's going on in his mind

and thirdly he placed what he called "mafia Luz" (just Luz in her second Grom suit, in canon we don't have the full look so he took a fanart), because she is the boss and rules all the other Luzs in the Luzverse

oh and we both agreed that this Luz would beat all the others effortlessly 👇

[archangeldyke-all]

i’m so excited for halloween. i love all things fall/october.

could you write an autumn fic? 🍂

more specifically— i feel like the reader would have to force sev to wear some kinda costume for halloween >:) how do you think sev x reader would dress up? how would they spend their night together? ly mootie! ♡

my city's in the middle of a heat wave and it's HUMID too, it's horrible-- so yes, let's think about fall for a while hehehehe

men and minors dni

there is no doubt in my mind that fall's her favorite season.

and i think halloween is probably her favorite holiday too.

she's not a festive person, so even though she loves fall, she doesn't really indulge herself in things like decorating or baking.

but you do.

sevika doesn't realize how much she loves fall until she meets you. because you treat fall like it's your birthday or something. sevika's shocked to see how much you incorporate her favorite season into your day to day life. and even more surprising, she's shocked to find that she kind of loves it.

as the leaves start to change, you start making her coffee pumpkin flavored, sometimes adding a bit of hazelnut and cinnamon too. she fucking loves it, it's the best coffee she's ever had.

your apartment always smells like pumpkin pie or autumn leaves or flannel-- various candles burning and filling your space with the cozy smells and a lovely warm glow when the days start to grow dark earlier.

you start cooking hearty, warm meals-- stews and chilis and soups and curries-- sevika fucking adores it. there's nothing like a freshly baked slice of bread scooping up some kind of meaty sauce.

and your baking. sevika's almost cries the first time you hand her a plate of freshly homemade triple chocolate chip cookies, with a tall glass of milk.

she adores watching you start to get cozier as the days grow colder. your home becomes slowly filled with fuzzy blankets, you string up some fairy lights to flick on in the dark afternoons, pumpkin decor starts to decorate your tables and shelves.

she loves watching you cuddle into a hoodie, or pull a scarf up over your nose when you're outside and it's chilly. she especially loves cuddling with you under a blanket on the couch.

sevika just can't say no to you. she hates it. (she loves it.)

this means she ends up carving jack-o-lanterns for the first time in her life with you at the big age of forty three. she's surprised to find that she loves it-- scooping the guts of the pumpkin out is so satisfying, and she's always loved stabbing things. (what she loves most of all is the way you arrange your jackolanterns right next to each other on your front stoop, a scarf strung around the two of them, just like when you share your scarf with her.)

this also means that she wears a halloween costume for the first time in nearly thirty five years just for you.

obviously, it has to be a matching costume. sevika will not humiliate herself unless it's to show the world that she's yours.

i'm thinking about the classic lesbian couple costumes: werewolf and vampire.

sevika tries to get away with being a vampire by just drawing two little dots of red lipstick on her neck. you go all out-- buying a werewolf mask and gloves. and on the night of, when you reveal your costumes to each other, you pout at sevika until she rolls her eyes and gives in-- putting on the vampire costume you bought at the same halloween store you got your mask in.

you go to a party at silco's house, the adults drinking while the kids binge on candy, spooky music blasting, vander trying to jumpscare every guest by the end of the night.

you only show up for an hour before you decide to head home, both of you overwhelmed by the party.

sevika tugs on your sleeve as you wander through the leaf-covered sidewalks toward home. "babe, look." she whispers.

she swipes her vampire-cape to the side and reveals one of her fanny packs on her hip-- stuffed to the brim with candy she's stolen from the kids.

you burst into laughter and smack her shoulder, before pulling a kitkat out of her bag and crunching into it.

when you get back home, you spend the rest of the night smoking a joint on the front porch together, snuffing it out when kids approach and ask for candy.

sevika's shocked when you reveal the box of full size bars you'd bought to pass out, and you just shrug. "it keeps me on the good side of all the neighbor kids for the rest of the year."

she knows this isn't the real reason you do it though, you're too much of a softie. the real reason is the giant smiles and excited laughs the kids give the pair of you when you pass them the giant chocolates.

at one point, a little boy dressed in a dinosaur costume approaches with his parents trailing behind him. he seem's shy-- scared to run up onto your porch-- but with a bit of encouragement from you and his parents, he finally climbs the steps.

when sevika hands the boy the candy bar--nearly the size of his head-- his entire expression changes, a huge, toothless grin taking over his face. "thanks scary ladies!" he shouts, before running back down the stairs to show his parents his bounty. sevika chuckles to herself about this for the rest of the night.

by eleven, most of the kids have gone home. you and sev turn in, blowing out the jackolanterns, leaving the box of chocolate out for any teenagers looking to make trouble, hoping that they'll take the bribe and keep from egging or tp-ing your house.

you get in your (matching flannel) pjs and crawl into bed, snuggling and lazily making out as coraline plays on the tv.

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[b-r-i-n-g-x]

how did you come up with the split designs? any special meaning?

When i drew the first three, I first stuck with the previous design just a bit different colour pallette like making the overalls having a bit darker colours. The changing idea came when I started doing Artist. I wanted him give the artist vibes so I searched ways to make him look more like an artist. Then i did slight changes on the others as well, Shay suggested i should maybe try draw shapes on Producer, as like how people tell you to draw some to help with anxiety, I knew i wanted to make Prince look a bit more extra and more in bluish colour, for Ringmaster I must say I didn't have too many idea so I gave him a cape and stars on the overall.

For parent we were thinking adding something that kinda screams dad and at first i came up with the medikit bag idea that became a fanny pack

Delinquent design was also Shay idea to change the coat into something else, that still keeps his mysteriousness

Both me and shay worked hard to bring the splits alive in a fresh form, and I must say I'm proud how they came out and I'm really glad you guys like how they look!

[grumpyfaceurn]

vague attempt at sewing accountability - pinned purely for my own convenience

currently work in progress (as of like, the past month) aka things I really should be working on

toile de jouy birds blouse (hem, attach sleeves)

one of two different flower prints that need to become cute sundresses

(Arthur) Morgan selvedge jeans which I interrupted cause it got too hot and I had to make shorts (the jeans pattern is literally called Morgan and I'll be adding a deer antler detail as an Rdr2 reference so yeah those are my Arthur Morgan jeans)

tailored burgundy/black herringbone tweed blazer (sewing class project to be finished some time in uh, the next two years, now semi-on hold as I wait for next round of sewing classes)

things I’m about to start any moment now

linen pantsuit with pleated-front trousers

reddish trousers with lace details

turquoise blouse from that jacquard fabric with those pleated sleeves

Minor fixes and improvements

Redo cuffs on the turtle sweater cause those are a mess

Add back pockets to shorts

Pockets, maybe new neck band, maybe cuffs for cute flower sweatshirt

Red top: shorten straps, tops titch neckline

Add sleeves to x-wing dress

the ancient pile of WIP shame

dusty pink trench coat

blue dancing dress with internal corsety structure

1890s waistcoat

various underthings (I think there’s a corset somewhere in the mix there?)

black linen pirate shirt of that one bernadette banner video

art nouveau print kimono jacket

fabric bits and bobs

light blue bouclé fabric that I bought way too much of so it needs to be come like at least a dress AND a chanel jacket (or maybe a jumpsuit?)

at least two different flower prints that need to become cute sundresses (one now upgraded to WIP)

pink skirt with sort of indian-inspired embroidery to be turned into a dress with that dark green fabric and the other gold embroidered ribbon

red/grey wool to be made into that long sleeve dress from the Burda mag OR a matching fan skirt and waistcoat?

navy linen that might be enough for a pair of pants?

various some time in the future things

take pattern off of that one zara jacket, remake it in proper grey tweed

fan skirt?

some sort of regency-ish cutaway jacket type thing

like half the things on https://blacksnailpatterns.com/ especially those bicycle trousers and the 1890s coat with the only slightly puffed sleeves

also I guess I need a blouse to go with the 1890s vest?

turnable bomber jacket (use that polyester brocade I have? With different fabric for sleeves?)

kids clothes for L (still need to discuss details)

do that same cute sweatshirt from sewing class again in black&white with 3/4 sleeves and a sort of stand up collar

That 1930s dramatic top with cape

black or grey pencil skirt

maybe cut off the top of that dotted dress that doesn't quite fit and turn it into a skirt?

leather belt bag/fanny pack/satchel kinda thing?

cat print t-shirt put on hold for now

sailor's smock in dry oilskin (to be done for tall ship races 2024?)

done

jean shorts, may add pockets some time in future

super cute flowery sweatshirt w/pattern from sewing class

rose print dress

x-wing flower print swing dress with 50s shawl collar (high urgency, needs to be done for gamescom)

[malewifegradyruewen]

An Untitled Original Work Goes To Pride

happy pride!! the auow crew is gay so ofc i had to do something for pride!!

i’m realising now that i’m basically writing fanfic for my own writing but it’s fine somebody’s gotta do it

this takes place the summer before auow actually starts, so no Sammie content (or Logan, Benji, or Ellison)

disclaimer: i've never been to pride so most of this came from google and a vague memory from walking through a Christopher Street Day festival in Germany two summers ago

masterpost

trigger warnings: biphobia, swearing, light violence mention, ask to tag

word count: 1018

tagging: @fire-sapphics @damischs @zoyyanazyalensky @love-pyramus @ketterdamkid @pencilwritesshiz47 @tiergan-andrin-alenefar @mermistahawk @dirty-racoon @tommyinnitt @enbies-and-felonies @sophia-not-sofie @imaramennoodle @littlemisscupcake @cadence-talle @knifescythe @anaccidentwaitingtohappen @completekeefitztrash and lmk know if you wanna be added/removed!!

They could see the mass of people from blocks away. Thousands of brightly dressed people, with all sorts of signs and accessories to help them stand out in the crowd. Music blared louder than any concert Mally had ever been to.

Gina had swapped her all-black look for black jean shorts and purple converse to go with a t-shirt she’d tie-dyed and cropped. Leo had been slathering on sunscreen, but was growing increasingly more distracted as they drew nearer to the crowd. Andre’s fanny pack was covered in buttons and pins that the group had applied the night before in preparation for the event.

“Woah, Mally, this is insane,” Leo said. “There’s so much going on!”

“I know, right?” she said gleefully. “Come on, we can’t be late to watch the parade!”

She led the group of friends through the crowded streets of the festival, weaving past vendors and corporate booths. The crowds were thick, but she expertly dodged people, making sure to hold onto Andre's hand so the chain wouldn’t be broken. Finally, they arrived at the curb where they would have an unobscured vantage point.

“They’re starting!” she pointed. “Look!”

There it was, in all its glory. The Philadelphia Pride Parade was just beginning, and they’d arrived just in time.

“I can’t believe we’re actually here!” Gina said, bouncing on the balls of her feet. “I never thought I’d be able to go!”

“I know, right? My parents are so chill. I never thought they’d go for this idea.”

“Where are they today?”

“Uh, they took my sister to a museum, I think. But come on, let’s watch the parade!”

The four kids watched gleefully as the parade went by, waving at performers and screaming along to the music. They collected beads as they were thrown into the crowds, collecting several dozen and putting them all around Andre’s neck.

Partway through the spectacle, Mally turned to Gina and said, “Hold this.” She thrust the little flag she’d been holding at her friend and pulled her backpack off. She unzipped it, reached inside, and pulled out a bisexual flag. “This is for you, I totally forgot about it this morning.”

“Oh my God, Mally, thank you so much!” Gina exclaimed, hugging her friend. “I love it, thank you!” Her excitement was infectious as she unfolded it and wrapped it around her shoulders as a cape.

Mally whipped out a lesbian flag and followed suit while Gina showed her new accessoriy off to the boys. Leo grabbed a little container of bubbles out of his pocket and started blowing them in Gina’s face while Andre threw some of his beads around her neck.

When the parade ended, their chain linked up once more as they visited different booths and got countless freebies. Rubbery wristbands choked their forearms, while Leo’s shirt became plastered with stickers. Andre suddenly had not one, but four pairs of bright orange sunglasses on his face, all sporting a logo for a company none of them had ever heard of. After a bit of wandering, Gina stopped to buy a snack.

“You spent eight dollars on a pretzel?” Andre asked.

“What?” she defended herself. “I was hungry! Plus, I got a sticker,” she added, peeling off the backing and adding it to the collection that had amassed on Leo’s shirt.

“That’s still a lot,” Andre said skeptically.

“Yeah,” Gina agreed, her mouth full of pretzel. “It’s not even that good.”

“I’ll eat it!” Leo grabbed at it, but she dodged him and left him to stumble to catch his balance.

“Mine,” she said, grabbing Mally’s arm and moving on to the next vendor.

They continued in this fashion for nearly an hour, wandering the market-like plaza that had been erected on the grass. The energy level of their friend group dropped, but the party kept going stronger than ever. They passed all sorts of people, from kids younger than themselves to people who looked old enough to be grandparents. There were too many flags to keep track of, and dozens of outrageous outfits.

As the group made their way through the park, they came to an open, grassy area, where people had spread out blankets and were eating food, watching their kids run around, and just relaxing. The friends sat down on a patch of soil under a tree, soaking up a bit of shade. As excited as they were to be there, they had to admit their energy was dwindling.

Just then, a tall man in jeans and a baseball cap came up and stepped on Gina’s flag, knocking her backwards onto the ground. “Hey!” she yelled. “What the fuck!”

“Bisexual is just attention seeking,” the man said gruffly. “Pick one or the other. Don’t be greedy.”

“What the hell, dude?” Mally cried, standing up. “What’s your problem?”

“Bisexual isn’t real,” he spat. “She’s just a straight who’s trying to feel special.”

“Oh yeah? Think again,” Gina said, untying her flag and standing up. Before anyone knew what was going on, the man was on the ground, spitting curses at her.

Mally knew what was happening next before Gina could tell her. She gave a small nod before Gina grabbed her face and kissed her square on the lips. Andre and Leo’s cheers in the background only boosted her confidence. After a moment, Gina backed up and spat in the man’s face.

“Straight my ass. I’m here, I’m queer, and I strike fear into the hearts of my enemies!” she yelled as the man scrambled to his feet and ran away.

Mally turned to her and gave her a high-five. “Didn’t think we were gonna have to use that trick. Good thing we were prepared.”

“That was awesome,” Leo said. “You pushed him really hard.”

“Yeah, I was not expecting that,” Andre chimed in. “And yeah, good thing you guys were prepared.”

“Team effort,” Gina smiled at Mally.

“Yep,” she laughed back. “Is your flag okay?”

Gina bent down to pick it up. “Just a bit dirty, I think. Your gift isn’t ruined.”

“Awesome,” Mally said. “Now, who wants ice cream? It’s on me!”

[fanficshiddles]

Strip Poker, One Shot

So a while ago someone messaged me suggesting about a one shot where Tom? Or Loki? Can’t remember… is playing strip poker with an OC or reader? but when she has no more clothes left, he starts adding toys etc… I went for Loki anyway.

Finally got round to writing said one shot. Hehe! Enjoy! I dunno how to play poker, so… just roll with it. And it’s long, I should’ve split in two… ah well!

Smut ahoy!

I knew Loki was up to something, I could tell by the way he was skulking around the place. No doubt looking for mischief.

‘If you’re planning on dragging me down with whatever it is you’re plotting, you can think again. Stark still doesn’t trust me with his car after what you did to it.’ I muttered, not even looking up at him while I lay on my stomach on the carpet, reading my book.

Loki’s chuckle reached my ears as he straddled over my bum, his hands gripped my sides as he leaned over me. His hair was tickling the back of my neck as he looked at what I was reading.

‘You’re reading that silly wizard book again?’ He scoffed.

‘If Harry Potter was real, you’d have no hope, mister.’ I turned the book over and put it down, then I managed to roll over underneath him, his hands sliding over my body and landing on my hips again.

He raised an eyebrow at me. ‘Are you seriously comparing my skills to that of a puny Midgardian wizard?’

I knew I’d touched a nerve. It was fun to wind him up, especially over something that questioned his power. We often had this game of poking fun and teasing at each other. Since my arrival to the Avengers tower, I was told almost daily how Loki came out of his shell more. Apparently, I brought out the best in him.

But in reality, I had just treated him like anyone else. I didn’t recoil in fear when he entered a room. I didn’t blame him whenever something bad happened. Although, admittedly, he is the first one to be blamed when there’s any kind of mischief going on. But he always owns up to that proudly. We were really close friends… Sometimes I wished we were more, but I never told him that. Too scared it would ruin what we had. Even though he was a huge flirt, I just assumed that was in his nature.

I shrugged and gave his arms a pat. ‘Ok, ok. You’re probably right. You’d win easily.’

‘Probably right? I’m always right.’ He grinned.

‘Yeah, yeah… So, I’m not gonna get to finish reading in peace, am I?’ I asked knowingly.

He grinned down at me with a mischievous twinkle in his eye. ‘Nope. I’m bored, I want to play.’

The way he said it and squeezed my sides at the same time made my stomach flip. But I kept focused. ‘Well, what do you want to do?’

‘Hmmm.’ He looked up, thinking. While he absentmindedly slid his hands just under my top, lightly stroking my sides. It wasn’t anything unusual with Loki, he was very touchy feely with me. Enjoyed hugging whenever possible, just touching me in some way seemed to make him happy. And I certainly wasn’t complaining about it.

‘We could play poker?’ He suggested, eyes lighting up again.

‘Alright. I’m not great at it, so you’ll likely win.’

‘Excellent.’ Loki grinned. ‘Just one thing, we will put our own spin on it… Let’s play strip poker.’ He winked at me and hopped up off me excitedly.

‘No, no, no, no! I’ll lose, spectacularly. And I’ll be naked while you’ll still be fully clothed!’

‘Oh come on, darling. It will be such fun.’ He had a pack of cards appear in his hand as he pushed the coffee table into the middle of the floor on front of me. Two wine glasses full of red wine appeared too.

I should’ve known he had a hidden agenda this evening.

I groaned and sat up, shuffling myself over to sit crossed legged opposite him. He flicked his wrist and had a chair slide over for him to sit on. And his full armour, cape and helmet materialised onto his body while he started shuffling the cards.

‘Don’t think so. That’s not fair! Look at all the layers you have. Change back!’ I demanded, folding my arms over my chest.

He chuckled wickedly, but to my relief he did change back into the all black suit he had been wearing a moment ago. But that’s when I realised, I was seriously under dressed as it was. Knickers, a bra, shorts and a tank top… That’s all I had on.

‘Have I ever told you how cute you look when you’re pissed off?’

‘Shut up.’ I huffed, grabbing my cards.

I was pleasantly surprised to win the first round. So Loki had to remove a piece of clothing. But the asshole took off his watch that was hidden under his sleeve.

‘Bastard.’ I muttered under my breath.

‘What was that, darling?’ He teased, hand behind his ear.

I glared at him the best I could, but he just laughed.

He won the following round, but I remembered I had earrings in.

‘I should make you remove both of them.’

‘Nu uh, you have way more layers as it is. Let me have this one.’

He nodded reluctantly. Probably knew he was going to win anyway.

After some more rounds, I was down to my underwear. Loki still had his shirt, trousers and socks on. He had used his tie as an item, a necklace I didn’t even know existed and his shoes. Whereas I had been barefoot so didn’t even have the luxury of socks to remove.

I felt slightly self-conscious, sitting there in my underwear on the floor on front of him. But the wine was helping greatly, especially because as soon as my glass was empty Loki filled it right up again.

The perks of having a magic God as a best friend were great at times.

‘Oh dear… Looks like I win again.’ He was unable to contain a big ass smirk.

‘There’s nothing else for me to remove.’

‘You are still wearing clothing, I can see with my very own eyes.’

‘Seriously? I’m not taking my underwear off.’ I whined.

‘Come on, darling. It’s just me. Nothing I’ve not seen before.’ He winked at me.

My face went bright red. He was referring to the god awful, down right most embarrassing moment of my life, where he had burst into my bedroom after returning from a mission that had went really well, and I was lying on my bed completely naked with a vibrator shoved up my fanny. I had just been about to cum, too.

And Loki being Loki, hadn’t even averted his eyes. Oh no, he had taken in the sight before him with the biggest grin on his face I had ever seen. It took me to grab the blanket and throw it over myself before he backed out of my room, but he didn’t even apologise.

We had never spoken of that moment, I was too embarrassed to bring it up. And Loki just never mentioned it, thankfully… Until now.

The wine had made me brave. So I reached behind my back to unclasp my bra, I couldn’t look him in the eye though, when I took it off. I tried using my hair to cover my nipples, but it wasn’t really working.

‘Alright, let’s get the next one over with. Sooner you’re completely naked the better.’ I grumbled, downing more wine.

While I was looking at my cards, I glanced over them to look at Loki. He was peeping over the top of his, too. But his eyes were down at my breasts. I moved the cards strategically down enough to hide them from his view. He looked up and locked with my eyes, I could tell he was grinning. I could see it in his eyes.

To my relief, I won the next round. So he took off… a sock.

I groaned in utter annoyance as he made a big show of it, acting like it was a strip tease. He even tossed the damn thing at me, landing on my head.

I was desperate to win more rounds. But alas, I lost the next one. And he just eyed me up, waiting… I groaned and reluctantly manoeuvred my knickers off. I decided to get back at him, so I threw them at him. But he caught them with his lightning quick reflexes.

A sly grin formed on his face. ‘I think I shall keep these.’ He growled, stuffing them into his pocket.

‘That’s just… creepy.’

‘I am a creepy one.’ He winked.

The next round, I lost. Yet again. But I was half relieved, thinking it was over.

‘Alright! Well done, you win! I have nothing else to take off.’ I threw the cards down on the table and went to grab my clothes that I’d piled next to me, but as I reached out for them, they just vanished right through my fingers.

‘What the… Loki!’ I glared over at him and folded my arms over my chest.

‘We’re not done yet, love. Not until we’re both naked.’

‘There is nothing else for me to remove. What do you want me to do when I lose, take a shot?’

‘I have a much better idea than that.’ His tone was low and seductive, making me gulp as I squeezed my thighs together a bit. Glad he couldn’t see because of the table.

‘Wh… what might that be?’ I dared to ask.

‘We start… adding things to you.’ He then held up two pegs.

My eyes widened in realisation of what he meant. ‘I… No… that’s not fair.’

‘Are you bailing on me, darling?’ He raised an eyebrow at me.

I wasn’t sure if it was the alcohol, or the throbbing between my legs that made me agree… But I put my hand out across the table and he dropped the pegs into my hand.

‘Wait… are these the clothes pegs from outside?’

Loki pursed his lips, trying not to laugh as he nodded.

‘Lord help me.’ I rolled my eyes.

I took a deep breath as I held one over my left nipple, but I found I was too scared to actually do it.

‘Have you never used nipple clamps or pegs before?’ Loki asked, so casually as if he was asking me about the damn weather.

‘No… I have not.’ I spat back at him, making him chuckle.

The hairs on the back of my neck went up on end as he got up from his chair and moved swiftly around beside me. Kneeling down, he slid a hand up my spine to the back of my neck, under my hair, and he gave me a gentle squeeze.

He leaned in and I felt his warm breath against my ear. ‘Allow me.’

A small whimper came out of me instead of anything intelligent. But he didn’t comment on it. I was pretty sure his god-like senses could no doubt tell I was aroused, all because of him…

‘They can be quite delightful when used right.’ He spoke low as he turned his attentions to my breasts.

I thought he was just going to clip them on, but instead he decided to tease me. He lightly stroked the tips of his fingers over my nipple, making me gasp. It hardened far too quickly, making me curse myself.

He stroked over it a few times, then used his thumb and forefinger to pinch. Making me whine as it felt like a jolt went right down to my clit.

He attached the peg to my nipple and moved his hand across to my right nipple. To repeat the action. But it didn’t take near as long this time, as I let out a whimper and my eyelids fluttered in response to the pleasure, right before he clipped the second one on.

‘There we go. See, this is such a good idea.’ He kissed my temple when I grumbled in response, trying to remain pissed off with him.

But in reality, I wanted nothing more than for him to just get naked too…

It was difficult to focus with the pegs on my nipples. It was a strange sensation, one that I was finding I rather liked… Which surprised me. I had expected it to be painful and uncomfortable.

Unluckily for me, I lost the next round too.

‘Ooooh, what shall we add next?’ Loki playfully tapped his lower lip, as if deep in thought. But I knew the asshole knew exactly what he was going to give me next.

He held his hand up and my eyes widened when steel ben wa balls formed in his palm. He rolled them about between his fingers, grinning from ear to ear. ‘How about these?’

‘Oh god.’ My cunt clenched at the thought of them.

‘That I am.’ He smirked and stalked back around towards me.

‘I can put them in myself.’ I squeaked, my voice much higher than I had meant it to be.

‘Are you sure? They need to be in properly… My fingers are much longer than yours, I can make sure they get to where they’re supposed to be.’ He purred, his voice like utter sin.

‘Well… When you put it like that.’

He spun his finger, motioning for me to turn around to him. I uncrossed my legs and turned to him. I spread my legs open and tried to hide the embarrassment that coursed through me. But looking at Loki, all I could see was… lust in his eyes as he eyed me up thoroughly.

‘Raise your knees, put your feet flat.’ He tapped my ankle and I did as he asked.

I moaned when he slid his fingers down me, I bit my lip to try and stop myself from making anymore noises. I was so aroused it was humiliating.

‘My my, someone is excited.’ He hummed, stroking my clit slowly.

‘Just… do it.’ I said through gritted teeth, closing my eyes.

I yelped a little when I felt the harsh cold of the first ball press against my opening. It was quite large and heavy, but Loki pressed it right in. Then the second one joined straight after. Loki wasn’t quite done yet though, he slid two fingers into me and pushed them around a bit, pulling more moans and whimpers from me.

‘There… In the right place now.’ He curled his fingers against my g spot as he slowly retracted said fingers from within me, making my legs tremble.

As he stood, he sucked his fingers with a moan and went back to his chair. I could see the very evident bulge in his trousers now. And that made me even more excited…

I shuffled back round and crossed my legs, but just doing that action made the balls move inside of me. One of them was pressing right against my g spot in my new position and I nearly lost it completely.

‘Delightful, aren’t they?’ He grinned at me.

I ignored his comment and with shaky hands I picked up my cards that he had dealt me. I had to keep breathing deeply, because otherwise I was worried I was going to cave and start touching my clit to orgasm because the balls just felt so bloody good. I couldn’t resist slightly swaying back and fore, I thought unnoticeably. But Loki noticed. Of course he did.

‘Enjoying yourself there, love?’ He teased.

‘I… yes, I am actually.’ I huffed at him and made my move with the cards.

‘How the…’ I trailed off when I realised I had lost the round again.

‘Surely there’s nothing else that can be…’ I trailed off when I looked up at Loki and saw him holding some weird vibrator. ‘added…’

‘What’s that?’ I squeaked.

‘A clitoris vibrator. This hole here, hugs it nicely and there’s tiny little vibrators just inside that will tantalise your lovely little nub.’ He slid it across the table to me.

‘What, you’re not going to help me with it?’ I raised an eyebrow at him.

He chuckled. ‘Trust me, I will be helping plenty in a moment.’

I narrowed my eyes at him suspiciously, but I picked up the vibrator and studied it closely.

‘How am I going to get to keep it in place while playing cards with both hands?’

‘That’s where I shall come in. Trust me. Put it on.’ He licked his lips.

I knew I was far too gone anyway, so why stop now? Clit stimulation was just what I needed.

The table shielded his view of me while I opened my legs and got the vibrator into position. It was quite easy because my clit was peeking out, simply begging for some attention. Poor little thing. The hole on the vibrator fit snugly over it. I let out a small sigh as it turned on and vibrated over it, almost completely encasing it like a sucking motion at the same time.

That’s when I noticed Loki’s magic on the vibrator. When I let go, it stayed in place and intensified in vibrations.

‘Oh fuck!’ I moaned and threw my head back.

The balls inside me started moving about a little, I realised that no doubt they had his magic in them too. Because there was no way they should be moving that much.

I knew there was no chance I would be able to focus on the card game now, especially when Loki ramped up the vibrator on my clit, making me howl in utter pleasure as I came. I started falling over onto my side, but Loki quickly came over and sat behind me, pulling me back into him and cradling me into his embrace as I kept shaking through what felt like a constant orgasm.

Loki smoothed my hair back from my sweaty forehead as he wrapped his other arm around my middle, keeping me against him as my hips tried to buck up in pleasure.

‘This is such a delightful prize for winning.’ He purred, kissing the top of my head.

‘L… Loki…’ I panted, unable to say anything else but his name.

It was safe to say, that soon after, Loki stripped naked too. Not because he lost any rounds, but because he had another game in mind as he teleported us back to his room for the night.

[fiddlepickdouglas]

Viva Las Vegas, Pt. 11 - De Orfeo Records

Summary: Sunset Cure AU, Willex, is there a chance?, 2.8k

@trevor-wilson-covington is the bestie who makes these lovely edits, we stan supportive friends

WARNINGS: death mention

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, Part 8, Part 9, Part 10

Reggie and Carlos were running around in the middle of taking down equipment after their latest gig. Luke shook his head as he wrapped cords over his arm and placed them in a storage box. Alex, however, was nervously trying not to get run into as he carried various pieces of his drum set out and handed them to Bobby in the back of the van. He could forgive Reggie not really helping out since he was taking responsibility for the kid, but also hadn’t anticipated that their energies combined would put him more on edge.

As he went inside to grab the last piece of his set, he found that Reggie had taken his flannel and tied it around his neck like a cape, with Carlos wearing his leather jacket in a similar fashion. They approached Bobby, who immediately joined their game and they pretended to battle each other. By the time Alex had finished getting his whole set in the van, they were playing out a dramatic victory over defeating Bobby.

“Guys, this is great, but we really should finish packing up,” Alex said, although he was smiling from the entertainment.

“I guess you’re the next bad guy we fight,” Carlos said in a mock-deep voice.

“We can schedule it later, Robin,” Alex teased.

“Oh, no, he’s Batman,” Reggie corrected. “I’m Robin!” He put his fists on his hips in a proud superhero pose.

A big SHHHHHH came from Luke and they all looked over at him to see what was up. He was far off by the venue office, holding a phone to his ear and writing onto a notepad. His eyes were wide with excitement, and his energy was only held back by the other hand tapping against the paper. The boys watched as his smile grew bigger and he said goodbye, barely putting the phone back in place properly.

“YEEESS!!” he cried, raising his fists into the air in celebration. They all came running toward him to see what had happened.

“Boys, we’ve got good news!” Luke told them. Looking on in anticipation, Alex gripped his fanny pack tightly. “One of the record execs that came tonight is offering for us to sign onto their label and put out some songs! He even heard our demo!”

Everyone celebrated, jumping up and down and high-fiving each other. Reggie let Carlos climb onto him in a piggyback and they both yelled triumphantly. Luke pulled Alex into a bro hug, then Bobby. Alex held his arms up and placed his hands on top of his head, unable to believe what had just happened. Euphoria filled his head like helium and he went to double-high-five Carlos, who was still perched on Reggie’s back.

“So what else did they say?” Bobby asked, still smiling.

Luke had to shake off some more excitement before he could explain the rest.

“Ahhh, so he said we could meet in a few days to discuss business and contracts and such, let us get a look at the studio and stuff. I got all his contact information and he’s totally excited to get us on. We’re moving on up boys!”

The celebration continued, and their renewed energy caused the rest of the take-down to go by much faster. They were still riding the high as they drove home. Alex listened to Luke talk about which songs they would want to record first and where they would land on the charts. He remembered that feeling he had back at the Pearl during their sound check. Doing that? For real and not just dreaming and hoping about it? They hadn’t made it just yet, but this was a change he could be excited for.

Reggie had been staying with Carlos, which the rest of the boys figured was a good excuse to not stay home. As Bobby pulled up to the house, he and Luke began climbing out of the van. Carlos and Reggie were already inside.

“Uh, guys?” Alex said, still in the back of the van. They all turned back to him. “What are you doing?”

“Oh,” Luke gestured like oh-silly-me. “We all decided to stay here for the night. It’s just a nice change from the garage and Julie’s aunt has lots of leftovers that need to be eaten so…”

“So...I’m grounded,” Alex reminded, raising his eyebrows. His parents hadn’t been happy about him sneaking out to the pier the other night.

“Screw your old man, Alex,” Bobby said.

“Yeah, he can eat my shorts if he tries to do anything about it,” Luke added.

Alex took a moment to think. Disobeying wasn’t going to do anything for or against him at this point - he kept anything truly important to him out of his parents’ reach and since he’d gotten the punching bag he could actually contend with their tempers. They couldn’t punish him in a way that mattered.

“Yeah, you’ve got a point,” he said finally, following them into the house.

They found Reggie and Carlos already raiding the kitchen.

“Alex, you’re staying too?” Reggie said when he saw them enter.

“Yes!” Carlos cried, pumping his fist. “You get to make popcorn. Tonight, the Empire Strikes Back!”

“Oh yeah, baby!” Reggie responded as the rest of the boys began following orders from Carlos. Alex wasn’t crazy about Star Wars, but eh….young Mark Hamill was hot so he didn’t mind too much. He was sure most of them would fall asleep during the movie anyway.

A couple hours later it turned out he was right. Carlos was slumped on the floor leaning back against the chair Luke was sitting in, hand still in the bowl of popcorn. Luke was leaning on his hand, breathing soundly. Alex had watched earlier as Bobby’s head flopped onto Reggie’s shoulder and the flustered look that had overcome Reggie’s face, and it was too good not to smile at. Once the VCR began automatically rewinding the movie, Alex shut off the TV.

He stared at the ceiling as he pulled the handle on the La-Z-Boy he was in and reclined into a somewhat comfortable position. Even now, weeks later after meeting for only a day, the first thing he wished he could do was tell Willie the news about the record label. He probably would have been just as ecstatic as the rest of them, if not more. Victoria would be back soon and hopefully have some news. He guessed it didn’t matter if he’d been right about the missing kid, but maybe just knowing if she got to talk with Willie would be enough.

The memory of soft brown eyes still rose in his mind. He’d been doing his best to keep that moment cemented in his brain because he’d noticed it helped him sleep. It was funny because he’d done the same thing with the guys, but staring into Willie’s eyes had been an entirely different experience. Alex wished he had the proper words to describe it, but the best he could do was marvel. Willie was clearly unaware of the strength he held, and it made Alex want to bring that out with his entire being. If he ever did get the chance, that would be something worth looking forward to.

Victoria didn’t arrive until the afternoon the next day. Since Alex felt that she had gone because of him, he made everyone else clean her house as well as they could. No traces of food on the floor, no messy beds, and the kitchen was cleaner than when they had found it. As she came back into the house, she put a hand over her heart.

“Wow!” she exclaimed. “I should take trips like this more often if you boys are this good!”

“Yes, tía, please, please, please let them babysit me again! Pleeeeaaassee!” Carlos begged with his hands pressed together.

“Ay, sobrino, no me quieres?” she shook her head.

“No, I do!” Carlos tried to recover. “But they’re fun!”

As if to make a point, Reggie rubbed a hand on Carlos’ head.

“It’s okay little dude, we’ll be back.”

Victoria pulled her wallet out of her purse.

“Well, you boys took very good care of him and I promised I would pay you, so here you go.” She handed each of them a generous amount of cash. Luke, Reggie and Bobby all whooped as they thanked her and headed to the van. Alex held back with anticipation. Victoria looked at him seriously.

“There was no connection,” she told him before he asked. “His guardian explained everything to me, and there was nothing else to go on. I wanted to know because I thought I could solve an old case, but I had to let it go.”

“Well, did you get to talk to him?” Alex tried not to sound too urgent.

“You mean Willie? No, I never saw him. After talking with his guardian I didn’t need to.”

Bowing his head, Alex made himself swallow his other questions. She had at least tried.

“Thank you,” he said. “I’m sorry if it was inconvenient.”

“I chose to go, don’t worry about it,” she assured.

Nodding and saying thanks one more time, Alex hurried out after the rest of his friends.

A few days later, the boys slammed the doors of the van shut as they looked up at the building before them. It was so plain and simple on the outside; they never would’ve guessed there was a studio there. It was likely they had driven past it many times on the way to a gig. Pushing through the door, they all looked at the logo in neon lights on the wall: De Orfeo Records.

Collectively, the boys took in awed breaths at the reality of where they were standing. This was too good to believe. Alex took in the scene, trying to imagine this being a place he came to regularly. Could he ever get used to it, or get over the sheer excitement of just being there? Luke patted him on the back, desperately trying to contain himself. They wandered through the halls a little bit until they came to a room where the door was sitting open.

“Oh, boys!” A man called as they almost walked past it. “In here!”

As they all shuffled in, the man shook their hands and pointed them to a couch where they could sit. Alex nervously stuffed his hands in the pockets of his jacket as he took a seat. The man across from them was dressed surprisingly casually, if not with obvious expensive taste. He still had sunglasses on, but their yellow tint was clearly not for actual UV protection.

“Nice to meet all of you,” he was saying. “My name is Alan, I’m one of the producers here at De Orfeo. Which one of you did I talk to on the phone?”

Luke raised his hand.

“That was me,” he said, already gushing with excitement. “How’d you hear about us, anyway?”

Alan didn’t answer, but instead looked up at the doorway as someone else came in.

“Hello boys!” Caleb Covington entered, his charismatic smile spread wide across his face. “So nice to see you again.”

Alex’s heart rate immediately sped up and he clenched his hands inside his pockets. How could it be? He thought his last chance to reach out to Willie was gone and seeing Caleb brought back everything he hadn’t been able to ask Julie’s aunt. All the guys were happy to recognize him.

“I won’t be staying for the negotiations,” Caleb said. “but I wanted to properly introduce myself as the owner of this label. I want to assure you boys the best experience as newcomers in the industry. Let any nerves that still linger walk right out the door.” His eyes landed on Alex for a moment, and it felt purposeful. “Take it away, Alan.”

Listening to the producer’s pitch was difficult to focus on now, and Alex had to fight hard against his brain latching onto the new hopes that had arisen. He was thankful that when paperwork came out, Bobby was mindful enough to have them read through it. It was taking too long, though, and Alex was already wishing he had his drumsticks in hand to help pass the time. Reggie had so many questions, and Luke had trouble understanding numerous words - at least that kept Alex occupied because he could be helpful in that. A good hour had passed going over all the information.

“This looks great!” Luke said finally. “How are we feelin’ boys?”

Each of them nodded and looked around at each other, confirming that they all agreed on every settlement. Luke grabbed a pen and pulled his copy of the contract toward him, pausing momentarily to drink in what was happening. Then he signed his name in giant letters. Alex, Bobby, and Reggie followed suit, and Alex could feel a weird tingle rush through his hand as he made the final flourish with his pen. They were all in now.

As the band began celebrating, Caleb knocked on the doorframe.

“If it’s alright with you boys, I wanted to speak with Alex privately for a moment,” Caleb said, gesturing for Alex to follow him outside the room.

His curiosity was at the point of overflowing, and he went out trying to control his trembling hands. Maybe Caleb had talked to Willie after all. This could be his way to bridge that gap and he wouldn’t have to live off of just memories.

Everyone else was still going nuts over getting the contracts signed back in the room. Standing in the lobby, Caleb was looking at him seriously, maybe even pitifully. It quickly drained the exhilaration in Alex’s chest.

“I can tell you’ve been wanting to ask me some questions,” he began. “But before you do, I thought it was best to inform you of some important details first.”

Alex looked up at him with his hands back in his pockets and gulped. Why was his heartbeat suddenly so loud? He knew Caleb couldn’t actually hear it, but it still embarrassed him. His mouth began to go dry.

Caleb furrowed his brow, as if what he was about to say wasn’t easy to get out. He bowed his head and took a breath before looking at Alex again.

“Willie,” he started. Then he paused. “Is dead.”

The trembling in Alex’s hands stopped.

He stared at Caleb, as if he could pull off the serious expression and find a joking smile underneath. It was a few moments before he remembered to breathe in, and blinking seemed to cut that moment into two as if the first one wasn’t real.

“No, no, that can’t - ” he heard the words spill out of his mouth. Why was his body so tense and ready to defend itself? His cheeks felt hot.

“I know the news is hard,” Caleb interrupted, placing a hand on Alex’s shoulder. “I can hardly bear it myself. There was an electrical fire. He didn’t make it out.”

Alex could only shake his head. Caleb’s expression wasn’t changing and for some reason it was the most infuriating sight. He could punch that face and make him bleed if he really wanted to. The adrenaline was already rushing to his fist.

“There has to be a mistake,” he said, chuckling darkly.

“There is no mistake,” Caleb told him firmly.

How was the man so calm? How could he say those words out loud and not immediately crumble to the earth? How could he have worn such a large smile earlier?

“I know you two weren’t friends for long, but he made it clear you were important to him.”

The words came through as if from a tiny speaker. They’d only gotten one day and it wasn’t enough. Willie couldn’t go like that, he simply couldn’t - not when Alex needed to know if they could’ve ever had something real. He still wanted to know so many things about him and look into those brown eyes and soften the hard edges on them. He needed to - 

He was crying. On his hands and knees, trying to get the dark shadow that had grown inside his chest to come out. It made him choke. Caleb had apparently left him alone, unable to console him, and he felt hands on his back and shoulders as he fought to properly breathe. Luke was knelt down before him, mouth hanging open in want of words but not able to form any. Bobby was gripping his hand and supporting him as he and Reggie pulled him up onto his feet.

“We need to get him in the van,” one of them was saying.

Any movement from there was not his own. All three boys were trying their hardest to help the tallest member of their band out of the building. Everything was numb - like a machine that had broken down after being run too hard.

The brown eyes faded into darkness, murky and thick. There was no air in his lungs to scream into that dark, no tie-dye, no rolling of wheels on the sidewalk, no ‘ribbit’, no more wondering and hoping.

Dead quiet. That was all.

[imagine-loki]

Strip Poker, One shot

TITLE: Strip Poker CHAPTER NO./ONE SHOT: One shot AUTHOR: fanficshiddles ORIGINAL IMAGINE: Imagine playing strip poker with Loki RATING: M

NOTES: Playing strip poker with Loki. But you run out of clothes… so Loki decides to add a few things.

I knew Loki was up to something, I could tell by the way he was skulking around the place. No doubt looking for mischief.

‘If you’re planning on dragging me down with whatever it is you’re plotting, you can think again. Stark still doesn’t trust me with his car after what you did to it.’ I muttered, not even looking up at him while I lay on my stomach on the carpet, reading my book.

Loki’s chuckle reached my ears as he straddled over my bum, his hands gripped my sides as he leaned over me. His hair was tickling the back of my neck as he looked at what I was reading.

‘You’re reading that silly wizard book again?’ He scoffed.

‘If Harry Potter was real, you’d have no hope, mister.’ I turned the book over and put it down, then I managed to roll over underneath him, his hands sliding over my body and landing on my hips again.

He raised an eyebrow at me. ‘Are you seriously comparing my skills to that of a puny Midgardian wizard?’

I knew I’d touched a nerve. It was fun to wind him up, especially over something that questioned his power. We often had this game of poking fun and teasing at each other. Since my arrival to the Avengers tower, I was told almost daily how Loki came out of his shell more. Apparently, I brought out the best in him.

But in reality, I had just treated him like anyone else. I didn’t recoil in fear when he entered a room. I didn’t blame him whenever something bad happened. Although, admittedly, he is the first one to be blamed when there’s any kind of mischief going on. But he always owns up to that proudly. We were really close friends… Sometimes I wished we were more, but I never told him that. Too scared it would ruin what we had. Even though he was a huge flirt, I just assumed that was in his nature.

I shrugged and gave his arms a pat. ‘Ok, ok. You’re probably right. You’d win easily.’

‘Probably right? I’m always right.’ He grinned.

‘Yeah, yeah… So, I’m not gonna get to finish reading in peace, am I?’ I asked knowingly.

He grinned down at me with a mischievous twinkle in his eye. ‘Nope. I’m bored, I want to play.’

The way he said it and squeezed my sides at the same time made my stomach flip. But I kept focused. ‘Well, what do you want to do?’

‘Hmmm.’ He looked up, thinking. While he absentmindedly slid his hands just under my top, lightly stroking my sides. It wasn’t anything unusual with Loki, he was very touchy feely with me. Enjoyed hugging whenever possible, just touching me in some way seemed to make him happy. And I certainly wasn’t complaining about it.

‘We could play poker?’ He suggested, eyes lighting up again.

‘Alright. I’m not great at it, so you’ll likely win.’

‘Excellent.’ Loki grinned. ‘Just one thing, we will put our own spin on it… Let’s play strip poker.’ He winked at me and hopped up off me excitedly.

‘No, no, no, no! I’ll lose, spectacularly. And I’ll be naked while you’ll still be fully clothed!’

‘Oh come on, darling. It will be such fun.’ He had a pack of cards appear in his hand as he pushed the coffee table into the middle of the floor on front of me. Two wine glasses full of red wine appeared too.

I should’ve known he had a hidden agenda this evening.

I groaned and sat up, shuffling myself over to sit crossed legged opposite him. He flicked his wrist and had a chair slide over for him to sit on. And his full armour, cape and helmet materialised onto his body while he started shuffling the cards.

‘Don’t think so. That’s not fair! Look at all the layers you have. Change back!’ I demanded, folding my arms over my chest.

He chuckled wickedly, but to my relief he did change back into the all black suit he had been wearing a moment ago. But that’s when I realised, I was seriously under dressed as it was. Knickers, a bra, shorts and a tank top… That’s all I had on.

‘Have I ever told you how cute you look when you’re pissed off?’

‘Shut up.’ I huffed, grabbing my cards.

I was pleasantly surprised to win the first round. So Loki had to remove a piece of clothing. But the asshole took off his watch that was hidden under his sleeve.

‘Bastard.’ I muttered under my breath.

‘What was that, darling?’ He teased, hand behind his ear.

I glared at him the best I could, but he just laughed.

He won the following round, but I remembered I had earrings in.

‘I should make you remove both of them.’

‘Nu uh, you have way more layers as it is. Let me have this one.’

He nodded reluctantly. Probably knew he was going to win anyway.

After some more rounds, I was down to my underwear. Loki still had his shirt, trousers and socks on. He had used his tie as an item, a necklace I didn’t even know existed and his shoes. Whereas I had been barefoot so didn’t even have the luxury of socks to remove.

I felt slightly self-conscious, sitting there in my underwear on the floor on front of him. But the wine was helping greatly, especially because as soon as my glass was empty Loki filled it right up again.

The perks of having a magic God as a best friend were great at times.

‘Oh dear… Looks like I win again.’ He was unable to contain a big ass smirk.

‘There’s nothing else for me to remove.’

‘You are still wearing clothing, I can see with my very own eyes.’

‘Seriously? I’m not taking my underwear off.’ I whined.

‘Come on, darling. It’s just me. Nothing I’ve not seen before.’ He winked at me.

My face went bright red. He was referring to the god awful, down right most embarrassing moment of my life, where he had burst into my bedroom after returning from a mission that had went really well, and I was lying on my bed completely naked with a vibrator shoved up my fanny. I had just been about to cum, too.

And Loki being Loki, hadn’t even averted his eyes. Oh no, he had taken in the sight before him with the biggest grin on his face I had ever seen. It took me to grab the blanket and throw it over myself before he backed out of my room, but he didn’t even apologise.

We had never spoken of that moment, I was too embarrassed to bring it up. And Loki just never mentioned it, thankfully… Until now.

The wine had made me brave. So I reached behind my back to unclasp my bra, I couldn’t look him in the eye though, when I took it off. I tried using my hair to cover my nipples, but it wasn’t really working.

‘Alright, let’s get the next one over with. Sooner you’re completely naked the better.’ I grumbled, downing more wine.

While I was looking at my cards, I glanced over them to look at Loki. He was peeping over the top of his, too. But his eyes were down at my breasts. I moved the cards strategically down enough to hide them from his view. He looked up and locked with my eyes, I could tell he was grinning. I could see it in his eyes.

To my relief, I won the next round. So he took off… a sock.

I groaned in utter annoyance as he made a big show of it, acting like it was a strip tease. He even tossed the damn thing at me, landing on my head.

I was desperate to win more rounds. But alas, I lost the next one. And he just eyed me up, waiting… I groaned and reluctantly manoeuvred my knickers off. I decided to get back at him, so I threw them at him. But he caught them with his lightning quick reflexes.

A sly grin formed on his face. ‘I think I shall keep these.’ He growled, stuffing them into his pocket.

‘That’s just… creepy.’

‘I am a creepy one.’ He winked.

The next round, I lost. Yet again. But I was half relieved, thinking it was over.

‘Alright! Well done, you win! I have nothing else to take off.’ I threw the cards down on the table and went to grab my clothes that I’d piled next to me, but as I reached out for them, they just vanished right through my fingers.

‘What the… Loki!’ I glared over at him and folded my arms over my chest.

‘We’re not done yet, love. Not until we’re both naked.’

‘There is nothing else for me to remove. What do you want me to do when I lose, take a shot?’

‘I have a much better idea than that.’ His tone was low and seductive, making me gulp as I squeezed my thighs together a bit. Glad he couldn’t see because of the table.

‘Wh… what might that be?’ I dared to ask.

‘We start… adding things to you.’ He then held up two pegs.

My eyes widened in realisation of what he meant. ‘I… No… that’s not fair.’

‘Are you bailing on me, darling?’ He raised an eyebrow at me.

I wasn’t sure if it was the alcohol, or the throbbing between my legs that made me agree… But I put my hand out across the table and he dropped the pegs into my hand.

‘Wait… are these the clothes pegs from outside?’

Loki pursed his lips, trying not to laugh as he nodded.

‘Lord help me.’ I rolled my eyes.

I took a deep breath as I held one over my left nipple, but I found I was too scared to actually do it.

‘Have you never used nipple clamps or pegs before?’ Loki asked, so casually as if he was asking me about the damn weather.

‘No… I have not.’ I spat back at him, making him chuckle.

The hairs on the back of my neck went up on end as he got up from his chair and moved swiftly around beside me. Kneeling down, he slid a hand up my spine to the back of my neck, under my hair, and he gave me a gentle squeeze.

He leaned in and I felt his warm breath against my ear. ‘Allow me.’

A small whimper came out of me instead of anything intelligent. But he didn’t comment on it. I was pretty sure his god-like senses could no doubt tell I was aroused, all because of him…

‘They can be quite delightful when used right.’ He spoke low as he turned his attentions to my breasts.

I thought he was just going to clip them on, but instead he decided to tease me. He lightly stroked the tips of his fingers over my nipple, making me gasp. It hardened far too quickly, making me curse myself.

He stroked over it a few times, then used his thumb and forefinger to pinch. Making me whine as it felt like a jolt went right down to my clit.

He attached the peg to my nipple and moved his hand across to my right nipple. To repeat the action. But it didn’t take near as long this time, as I let out a whimper and my eyelids fluttered in response to the pleasure, right before he clipped the second one on.

‘There we go. See, this is such a good idea.’ He kissed my temple when I grumbled in response, trying to remain pissed off with him.

But in reality, I wanted nothing more than for him to just get naked too…

It was difficult to focus with the pegs on my nipples. It was a strange sensation, one that I was finding I rather liked… Which surprised me. I had expected it to be painful and uncomfortable.

Unluckily for me, I lost the next round too.

‘Ooooh, what shall we add next?’ Loki playfully tapped his lower lip, as if deep in thought. But I knew the asshole knew exactly what he was going to give me next.

He held his hand up and my eyes widened when steel ben wa balls formed in his palm. He rolled them about between his fingers, grinning from ear to ear. ‘How about these?’

‘Oh god.’ My cunt clenched at the thought of them.

‘That I am.’ He smirked and stalked back around towards me.

‘I can put them in myself.’ I squeaked, my voice much higher than I had meant it to be.

‘Are you sure? They need to be in properly… My fingers are much longer than yours, I can make sure they get to where they’re supposed to be.’ He purred, his voice like utter sin.

‘Well… When you put it like that.’

He spun his finger, motioning for me to turn around to him. I uncrossed my legs and turned to him. I spread my legs open and tried to hide the embarrassment that coursed through me. But looking at Loki, all I could see was… lust in his eyes as he eyed me up thoroughly.

‘Raise your knees, put your feet flat.’ He tapped my ankle and I did as he asked.

I moaned when he slid his fingers down me, I bit my lip to try and stop myself from making anymore noises. I was so aroused it was humiliating.

‘My my, someone is excited.’ He hummed, stroking my clit slowly.

‘Just… do it.’ I said through gritted teeth, closing my eyes.

I yelped a little when I felt the harsh cold of the first ball press against my opening. It was quite large and heavy, but Loki pressed it right in. Then the second one joined straight after. Loki wasn’t quite done yet though, he slid two fingers into me and pushed them around a bit, pulling more moans and whimpers from me.

‘There… In the right place now.’ He curled his fingers against my g spot as he slowly retracted said fingers from within me, making my legs tremble.

As he stood, he sucked his fingers with a moan and went back to his chair. I could see the very evident bulge in his trousers now. And that made me even more excited…

I shuffled back round and crossed my legs, but just doing that action made the balls move inside of me. One of them was pressing right against my g spot in my new position and I nearly lost it completely.

‘Delightful, aren’t they?’ He grinned at me.

I ignored his comment and with shaky hands I picked up my cards that he had dealt me. I had to keep breathing deeply, because otherwise I was worried I was going to cave and start touching my clit to orgasm because the balls just felt so bloody good. I couldn’t resist slightly swaying back and fore, I thought unnoticeably. But Loki noticed. Of course he did.

‘Enjoying yourself there, love?’ He teased.

‘I… yes, I am actually.’ I huffed at him and made my move with the cards.

‘How the…’ I trailed off when I realised I had lost the round again.

‘Surely there’s nothing else that can be…’ I trailed off when I looked up at Loki and saw him holding some weird vibrator. ‘added…’

‘What’s that?’ I squeaked.

‘A clitoris vibrator. This hole here, hugs it nicely and there’s tiny little vibrators just inside that will tantalise your lovely little nub.’ He slid it across the table to me.

‘What, you’re not going to help me with it?’ I raised an eyebrow at him.

He chuckled. ‘Trust me, I will be helping plenty in a moment.’

I narrowed my eyes at him suspiciously, but I picked up the vibrator and studied it closely.

‘How am I going to get to keep it in place while playing cards with both hands?’

‘That’s where I shall come in. Trust me. Put it on.’ He licked his lips.

I knew I was far too gone anyway, so why stop now? Clit stimulation was just what I needed.

The table shielded his view of me while I opened my legs and got the vibrator into position. It was quite easy because my clit was peeking out, simply begging for some attention. Poor little thing. The hole on the vibrator fit snugly over it. I let out a small sigh as it turned on and vibrated over it, almost completely encasing it like a sucking motion at the same time.

That’s when I noticed Loki’s magic on the vibrator. When I let go, it stayed in place and intensified in vibrations.

‘Oh fuck!’ I moaned and threw my head back.

The balls inside me started moving about a little, I realised that no doubt they had his magic in them too. Because there was no way they should be moving that much.

I knew there was no chance I would be able to focus on the card game now, especially when Loki ramped up the vibrator on my clit, making me howl in utter pleasure as I came. I started falling over onto my side, but Loki quickly came over and sat behind me, pulling me back into him and cradling me into his embrace as I kept shaking through what felt like a constant orgasm.

Loki smoothed my hair back from my sweaty forehead as he wrapped his other arm around my middle, keeping me against him as my hips tried to buck up in pleasure.

‘This is such a delightful prize for winning.’ He purred, kissing the top of my head.

‘L… Loki…’ I panted, unable to say anything else but his name.

It was safe to say, that soon after, Loki stripped naked too. Not because he lost any rounds, but because he had another game in mind as he teleported us back to his room for the night.

[todeleterwby]

RWBY tweaked au character design notes

Yang and Ruby [link]

Ruby

I took away her Cape because it's super impractical and the only reason she has is is because of her inspiration. I left her a hood

Her hoodie has pockets that zip closed. Convenient because pockets, and also they won't spill or anything during fights

Generally just made her outfit look like something a teenager would wear

I made her some straps so crescent rose has something to attach to

Yang

Yang has a necklace that is actually a headband that she pulls back before fights. I thought it would be good given how much hair she has

More casual outfit rather than something you'd wear on a, like, self care day where you want to feel confident. She is confident. She doesn't need the outfit constantly to prove it. Her original outfit is pretty casual already so I just made a few changes

I gave her a purse sort of thing that has extra straps so that it won't fall off during fights. I thought it suited her better than the fanny pack she has in the original

Weiss and Blake [link]

Weiss

I made weiss more casual formal than formal formal as she was before

Her top half looked like she was going to a classical concert, so that was the biggest change I made.

I gave her shorts for modesty, because I don't think she'd be comfortable otherwise

Blake

The biggest change with Blake is obviously her race. I'm planning on introducing more diversity into rwby. I try to impliment diversity into my own works, but with aus I usually wouldn't bother. Characters already exist, whatever. However RWBY has an overt message regarding racism so there really SHOULD have been more diversity. And this au is all about improving where I can. I plan on making the races correspond with areas. Vacuo is a dessert area so the characters from their will be black, whereas atlas is very north so weiss is white. Plus, obviously weiss is white. Blake is from Menagerie and I imagine that fauna are put there from all over remnant, so I imagine Blake's from vacuo which would make her black which is the obvious choice for her

Her original outfit makes no sense and all over her outfits are super restricting. I gave her, like, sweat pants and a jacket. She has pockets and I added straps for her weapon to hold onto

Pyrrha and Nora [link]

Pyrrha

For some reason I was under the impression that Pyrrha was from Vacuo. I don't know why. But I've already designed the character and posted it so I'm just going to say her family moved some generations ago

Pyrrha is particularly egregious when it comes to impractical anime outfits. I tried to make her outfit allude to the original as much as possible while making it pretty casual.

Her sash is now a jacket that's wrapped around her waist and her armor now makes sense and is practical. You might have been under the impression that I would be against armor because of anime outfit impracticality syndrome, but it's not that out of the way. These characters are going to school for fighting and in the real world athletes wear padding. Her armor does suck in the original though, that's why I changed it.

When I make scenes where they're just relaxing in their dorm, she will be out of the armor and may be wearing the jacket.

Nora

Nora's outfit is mostly pretty normal looking until you look too hard, so there aren't many changes. Her shirt is now just a tshirt with a heart on it, and I left the grey parts which I've always interpreted as metal. They look metal but I'm not sure what they're for. I used them to be a way to hold her giant weapon. She has a small vest to make up for the details on her shirt that I had to take out.

I added a bag thing that is also held up by the brace, which I imagine she uses for amo. Where does she get amo in the original? Seriously!

Jaune and Ren

I don't have enough changes for either of them to warrant making a show of their designs. Ren looks less casual than I'm making the rest but he has a very strong connection with his culture due to his past and it is a very cultural attire. Jaune looks like someone I might even see in real life, minus the armor. The only change I'm making with jaune is darkening his skin, which I did for all characters but Weiss, and debatably Ren. No one is going to argue that Ren ISN'T Asian right? I mean come on

[autunno101]

Takoda - Pt. 2

For Part One

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“This is why I didn’t want you to leave as soon.” Krisztian towered over the twenty-year-old who sat behind a traditional, rural Chadian home. 

The sun had just finished setting and firelight shone out the small crevices of the home. 

Takoda perched himself on dry dirt and clothed in rags, sweating and panting from our exhaustion and the heat. His face sunk in a bit, eyes hollow, just like the first time they met. Despite Krisztian’s constant nagging, the healer had never really regained his weight - staying around one hundred ten when at home and dropping even further during his travels. 

The credit card he received from the villain sat on his desk at home, only ever used for round trip plane tickets. 

Krisztian would have yelled, even shook sense into the starving man, but he knew better. The young healer would have panicked and hide within himself. To get anywhere, he leashed his anger and took a deep breath for patience. He didn’t want Takoda to think he was about to get hit. 

“Let’s go.” Krisztian held out his hand. 

“No. I have to head to the next village.” Takoda abandoned his outfits for the light clothing, only wearing the masks in urban settings. However, it had been ages since his last spotting in a city.

“No.” Krisztian ground his teeth, exhaling out his nose as he capped his temper to heavy breathing only. “I’m grounding you.” 

No, granted, Takoda was twenty and fully capable of taking care of himself and Krisztian, only being twenty-nine, wasn’t particularly father material. Unfortunately, to keep the healer alive, he’d have to strap on a fanny pack and stock up on sippy cups. 

He forced Takoda to his feet and led him to where his men waited. Pouty, he buckled up next to Kirsztian.

Not even thirty minutes into the drive, their car got overturned. Gunfire ensued shortly after. 

Takoda couldn’t hear over the sound of ringing in his ears and everything blurred. He sort of felt hands dragging him out of the car. Someone was trying to get him on his feet.  

Once up and somewhat aware, he caught sight of a familiar purple cape. 

Lady Vienna.

Krisztian pulled him away and hid him behind the flipped SUV. 

“I won’t let them touch you.” Guta removed his jacket and wrapped it around his slim shoulders, not caring that it had been custom. “Stay put.” He discarded his tie before standing. 

Takoda’s ears never stopped ringing, but it did settle to something more manageable where he could hear them. 

Salamah Achaari. A Moroccan ex-politician that dipped his hand into all sort of crime pools in North and West Africa. He had ambushed him. 

Lady Vienna and Konque - or Peacock - had followed Salamah with the expectations of finding Guta as well. Takoda had read little about Kongque but knew he manipulated light that often took the form of a peacock and had a pair of large, beautiful wings. 

“You ventured far out here - the middle of nowhere - for what?” Lady Vienna’s booming voice sent Takoda back in time. Freezing him in terror. 

Before anyone could reply, the ground beneath them all shook with a fierce tremor. Another hero arrived. Scratch that, another two heroes arrived. The Meerkat Twins of Africa. Both terra manipulators. 

Takoda jumped as a man, gun aimed at the ready, slowly backed up to stand by him. One of Kirsztian’s men. 

He had a gash across his leg. It appeared painful. So, Takoda instinctively reached out, letting the glow of his powers form at his fingertips. The wound sealed shut but left his fingers hurting and his head spun. 

The man nodded his thanks. 

Tired, Takoda tuned them out and laid his head against the car. He jumped to attention as the man took cover next to him. Bullets whizzed past. The ground trembled. Bright bursts of light flashed. 

Then Kirsztian appeared beside him, shaking his shoulder to wake him from his doze. His blue button-up torn and bloodied revealed what occurred out of sight. 

“I told you I wouldn’t let them touch you.” The fight continued on, but soon the sounds of battle drowned beneath the onslaught of helicopter blades and machine gunfire. 

With his men covering them, Krisztian helped Takoda to retreat, keeping the healer covered until they lifted off. 

Lady Vienna, Kongque, and the Meerkat Twins continued to fight Salamah’s small army. Kirsztian had ordered a full retreat and his men quickly boarded the choppers to escape. 

“Takoda, stop.” Krisztian could feel his wounds heal long before he saw the light glow of fingertips pressed against his outer thigh. 

“I’m healer, this is what we do,” his words tumbled out like a drunk. Two seconds later, he passed out, head slumping against the villain’s shoulder. 

The older man could only sigh at the sight. 

One of his men sitting across from the pair cleared his throat to catch his boss’s attention. Wordlessly, he lifted his pant leg which had an obvious tear in the fabric, to reveal no wound underneath. 

Krisztian sighed again. 

Takoda slept for several days, waking only for short periods to be helped to the bathroom. A local doctor came to evaluate his health and put the young man on fluids. He also recommended an immediate intervention with a dietitian to plan a healthy and proper plan for weight gain. 

Kirsztian waited by his bed, a book in hand each night. He sat by his side as he came to, ready to scold him. 

Well, he would have if the healer hadn’t woken with an alarmed gasp, followed by a sudden, terror-stricken stillness. 

“Takoda?” It broke his heart to see the twenty-year-old turn his head slowly, very much afraid of what he would find, only to relax at the sight of a familiar, kind face. A 100 to 0 de-escalation. “You’re okay, Takoda.”

He turned away at those words, eyes lingering on the renaissance painting hanging between two windows. He eventually returned his attention to Krisztian.

“I didn’t get to the next village…”

“No, you didn’t.”

“Lady Vienna-”

“Never saw you.” Krisztian closed his book and set it aside, not bothering to mark his page. “You can’t sacrifice your health. If you want to help people, you have to take care of yourself.”

Takoda nodded glumly. 

“I know.”

“Do you?” Krisztian tried hard to leash his temper, but it snapped. “You have been out for almost a week. I had a local doctor come in and tell me in grave detail the suffering you endured because you couldn’t bother to eat three times a day and rest between healing people. I hired a dietitian this morning whose supposed to set you up a regular eating schedule with healthy meal choices to help you gain 35 pounds. You’re on an IV right now!”

Takoda looked away. 

“I’m sorry.” 

Krisztian sneered at the weak and pathetic words. His world held no place for ‘sorry’. Granted, his world held no proper place for Takoda. 

“Dammit…” He flexed his fingers, taking a moment to calm himself. “Dammit.” He slouched back in his seat. 

After a moment of silence, Krisztian left, taking his book with him. 

Takoda met him the next morning for breakfast. 

“You’ll remain here.” It was all Krisztian said and Takoda didn’t bother to protest. 

He still felt too weak and if he attempted to go back to healing, he’d collapse. He knew that much. 

For the next month, Takoda met with doctors and dietitians and counselors. He barely saw the infamous Guta, except for at meals. He did manage to gain a good amount of weight to the point he did feel better. Healthier. Not as weak. 

One night, Takoda could see bandages sticking out of Krisztian’s casual long sleeve tee. Obviously trying to hide it considering the temperature ranging from the high sixties to low eighties Fahrenheit. 

“Can I heal you?” Takoda inclined his head to the villain’s arm. 

“No.” 

“Please?” A small smile graced his face and his large, brown eyes added to his soft plea. 

The man’s nostrils flared but he rolled up his sleeve and let the healer peel back the gauze to inspect the nasty burn underneath. 

“Burns like these are easy.” A few minutes later and Takoda retreated to his side of the table to finish eating. 

“Thank you.” 

It was the last time they spoke. Two days later, Takoda boarded a plane for home, alone. 

Months flew by and Takoda continued to follow the plan set by the dietitian. It pleased his mother to no end to see him fill out and happy. Still, Chad never left his mind and he found himself back on a plane. This time, a humble economy seat. 

However, upon landing, an attendant swiftly escorted him into a private seating area. 

“Since I don’t trust anyone else to cave under those precious, brown eyes of yours and let you wander off and take care of you, I came personally.” Guta entered from the side, his usual entourage of security trailing. Several had duffel bags. 

“Krisztian?!” The man grinned at the shock on his face. 

“Yes.” He gave an exaggerated huff. “It’s me.” His hand came to rest dramatically over his heart and he threw his head slightly to the side. Dropping the act, he grabbed one of the duffel bags from the guards and set it on a chair to show the contents inside. “You left this at home.”

“How’d you know?!”

“I do check the account and can see the airplane ticket.” Kristian added with a smirk, “I noticed how light you packed considering the recent lack of overcharges. Figured you must have left something behind.”

“But-”

“No ‘but’s. When you go out tonight, it’ll be you, me and one guard. During the day, full security.” Zipping up the bag, he handed it back to the guard. “Let’s head to the hotel.” He clapped Takoda on the shoulder, happy the man didn’t flinch. 

Takoda opened his mouth, but Krisztian raised a brow. Daring him to protest. 

Instead, he mumbled, “thank you.”

“Anytime. Anytime.”

[demiidevil]

you KNOW my ass wouldn't let that atrocious winter outfit of hers slide. (here’s the redesigns and what i changed and why under the cut)

to start off with the big thing that I've been thinking abt, i got rid of her open chest and replaced it with a large open back, since that's where she makes all of her large objects anyways. (rly shes like NEVER made a large object from her chest) i also gave her shorts instead of that weird,,, skirt? is it a skirt? idk but i got rid of THAT shit. she also still has a small chest opening to make those metal poles she makes sometimes

on to the winter outfit: okay so i saw,,, THIS and could not let it slide:

so i added some fluff and insulation to her cape. i also gave her long pants, a sweater and a fanny pack to hold small objects like her Russian dolls.      since i couldn't have a full open back like her normal outfit, i made the back smaller and the front bigger while still leaving plenty of modesty. i also gave her fingerless gloves in both outfits so she can make small objects from her hands. 

and i guess thats about it for Momos costume changes, i might redesign some others that i feel could use some updating. if you have any requests shoot em my way!!!

[lutternoodling]

How I Packed Carry-on For Four Months of Travel

A mostly exhaustive list of what I packed to live in Cape Town and Italy, to be in summer and winter, to feel stylish and able to take on any adventure, and to not buy new things!

My partner, James Martin’s, post on what he packed is here too! https://jameslmart.in/packing/

(Some example outfits! Featuring dresses and layers, boots and go-to sneakers, and some of my warmer layers)

My partner and I spent the last four months living abroad. We spent three months in South Africa, mostly in Cape Town with side adventures to Kruger National Park and a camping road trip in the Karoo (South Africa’s mountainous, semi-desert region), and then a month traveling Italy from Florence in the North to Sicily in the South. Along the way, we were both working remotely, trail running and hiking as much as we could, helping out at local farms, and exploring and soaking up as much of everything as we could. We lived cheaply, simply, and wonderfully, and we tried to pack that way too :-)

Packing Philosophy:

Versatile, functional, classic, able to mix and match

Mostly things that could be sweat in and would be easy to hand wash and air dry

I wanted to feel stylish and professional if I needed to

I wanted to feel like I “fit in” in every place I’d be

I wanted active clothes that would allow me to do any activity (ended up running on trail and road, hiking, farming, swimming, camping, joining a gym, on safari, and taking a dance class)

I wanted to feel like I could run a workshop or work at a co-working space and fit in

I needed pieces that could be layered or used in multiple climates (Cape Town summer and Italian winter)

* I wanted to pack light but I also wanted to feel good in everything I owned and have enough things to make life feel comfortable/me/not limited (the #balance!)

And I didn’t want to purchase anything new for this trip (or on this trip, at least out of necessity)! Everything below I already owned or acquired second hand

A few notes on this list:

I’ve noted the things I acquired after I left.

Most of the items I’ve had for a very long time (I chose a few of them because I’ve had them so long and worn them so much I wouldn’t be sad if I had to get rid of them on this trip). 

I posted some links just for reference, a lot of these available second hand or new from sites like Poshmark/eBay, not encouraging anyone else to buy them just a useful idea of what I found to be basic, versatile, and functional

James and I ended up shipping a box home with some gifts and more summer-y clothes before leaving for Italy. This made the second stage of our trip way easier!

(The Osprey 46, empty and packed. Shoes loaded in first in bags, then packing cubes, then rolled clothes. Notes below.)

Bags:

1 carryon, 1 backpack, 1 purse, 1 fanny, 2 totes

Osprey, Porter 46 black. Did so much research on this but these are what swayed me:

Lockable padded laptop compartment

A backpack with hip straps so you can walk with it without carrying weight all on your back

Compressible and able to fit in all carryon sizes

Really easy to keep organized, which is super important if you’re repacking nightly

A front loading compartment

Company with a lifetime guarantee

Had previous version of this bag that I used for longer travels for years, but the newer versions included the padded laptop compartment. I sold mine for $46 and found a second hand bag in the new version locally for $40!

I was definitely nervous that the bag would be too small to fit what I’d need for this trip, but I’ve learned that no matter how big the bag, you will always find a way to fill it, but if you force yourself to constrain what you pack, you’ll be happier. Was definitely true for me on this trip. It was a squeeze and the bag was always packed full, but I didn’t need any more than I had with me.

James got one of these used in red also! Both of us would highly recommend them.

Daily backpack (Timbuktu), my perfect tiny backpack, still fits a laptop, reflective/waterproof

Messenger bag purse (Roots)

A classic, James and I both had one since good unisex design. Great organization and secure for travel. Can wear it more fanny pack style too. Packed this in my backpack on travel days.

Fanny pack (L.L.Bean), great for hikes or day trips, liked being able to see my stuff in the city

Packing cubes!!!!!

These were organizational keys! Made having to pack up and find things quickly in the later part of the trip every night doable.

I like having different colours to make searching for things easier and ideally double zippers so you can access things from either side.

Marshall’s carries good brands of these too!

Canvas tote bags

We used these all the time, for groceries, day trips, etc., and they pack away to nothing

Tops:

Tank tops: 3 nice, 2 running

Basic black tank (Topo designs)

Basic white linen tank

Basic striped tank 

Gray running top x 2 

T-shirts: 1

Basic white (Madewell)

Long-sleeve: 1 nice, 2 running (brought 1, acquired 2)

Black running top

Neon running top (thrifted in SA)

Basic black long-sleeve (thrifted in SA)

Bottoms:

Shorts: 2 nice, 3 active

Blue denim (Madewell)

Khaki (second hand Patagonia)

Black running (Oiselle)

Navy running (Outdoor Voices)

Pink running (Nike)

Leggings: 1

Basic black (running or casual)

Pants: 2

White jean (COS)

Black jean

Tights: 1

Black (for dresses in winter)

Dresses:

3 (brought 2, acquired 1)

Green maxi dress

Blue travel mini dress (Oiselle) (acquired: my mum left it for me when she visited)

Black floral t-shirt dress (secondhand from my sis, can wear in winter with tights)

Intimates:

Pajamas (tank and shorts)

Bathing suits x 3

Speedo for lap swimming

One piece and bikini

Sports bras x 3

Bras and underwear

Socks (mostly ones that could be worn running or everyday)

Layers:

4 (1 shirt, 1 sweater, 1 jacket,1 scarf)

Denim button-down, thrifted

Basic black sweater (Lululemon)

Black packable down jacket

Gray infinity scarf

Shoes:

4 (1 day sneaker, 1 boot, 1 road running, 1 trail running)

White sneaker, go-to everyday shoe I can walk forever in without aggravating my plantar fasciitis (Nike) 

I add silicone heel cups for added cushion

Waterproof boots for farm work, hiking, water, or winter (Blundstones)

Road running shoes, black for running or style (Brooks) 

Trail running shoes (Salomon) (acquired: first week in SA when it became clear we were going to become trail runners)

(Top: all of my packing cubes and clothes not in cubes I rolled to pack, Middle: All clothes packed plus what I was wearing on the plane and bags that also got packed / All of the bags and miscellaneous things, Bottom: cosmetics on left / packed Osprey and daypack on right)

Running Accessories:

Hand-held watter bottle (Nathan)

Phone carrier (Koala Clip)

Hydration trail vest (Nathan 5L with bladder)

Anti-chafing stick (BodyGlide)

Gua Sha tool for massaging tight calves etc. (Like this one)

Resistance band

Spiky ball to roll feet out

Electronics:

Laptop

Camera, found a great second hand point-and-shoot that didn’t take up much space but took great photos

Kindle (inherited from my brother, AMAZING to sync with a library and have infinite free books instantly)

Converters for Europe and SA

Misc:

2 hats! (running and casual)

Goggles for swimming laps

Notebook and journal

Sketchbook and minimal art supplies in a pencil case

Reusable water bottle

Reusable coffee cup (Keepcup)

Sporks!

Cosmetics (minimal) obviously, but not going through those fully here :-)

Minimal makeup

Soap tin

Daily cosmetics

Homemade face wash and washcloths

(James wearing the Osprey Porter 46 and his day pack. How we looked on travel days!)

Hope this can be helpful for someone (or to my future self remembering how to travel light and enjoy it) :-)