#it's so ruffly in so happy

[badassindistress]

Triumph!

[daniclaws02]

“Leave”

Gojo+male reader(he/him)

Warnings: gojos pov, reader is shorter then gojo(if your not short pretend your atleast an inch.),angst,gojo was too late,suicide,reader has a bruise on his face,reader is in a abusive relationship, breaking the fourth wall it, switches povs to (y/n),(y/n) getting beat up like bad, no happy ending .

—•— —•— August 1st 5pm location:coffee shop.

(Y/n)….(Y/n) (l/n) was his name, I met him not to long back when I was on a mission I was very intrigued by him I’d say he peaked my interest which surprised myself. His skin, his eyes, his lips, his nose, his whole face was just perfect in a way I could not describe, but he always had a bandage or an injury on his face. He never told me why-he never told me anything about himself or his relationship which I’m not gonna nag him about since he seems like a person that would be put in a lot of pressure.

Me and him were at a coffee shop he said he wanted to talk to me about something, of course I wouldn’t decline his offer so here we are now sitting across from each other. He was drinking a small coffee that was steaming hot as I had strawberry cake, I took my fork and stabbed the strawberry on the top of the cake as i then put the whole thing into mouth tasting the sweet and sour of the strawberry, I couldn’t say it was the best I had but it wasn’t the worst. Then (Y/n) speaks “I asked you here because I wanted to talk about something…personal.” He mumbles the last word, I lean a bit slouching in my chair a bit getting comfortable ready for the ride he was gonna take me on.”Speak your mind.” I say smirking not ready for what I was about to hear it took a dark turn I would say.

He huffs getting ready to speak his voice sounded a bit dry since he hadn’t drunk his coffee, I hadn’t notice it at first but his lip was a bit bruised it blended in pretty well with his lip, his lips were definitely chappy. He seemed anxious like he didn’t want to say anything I tried my best to make him more comfortable, but I don’t think it was helping. After a few seconds more he speaks his voice raspy and it sounded like he was on the verge of tears. “I never told anyone this..and I wasn’t planning on it but I guess I could trust you.” Man was I in for a treat.

He then looks down maybe looking at his covered knees as his clothes were baggy. “I don’t tell most people about my relationships because they don’t need to hear about it but…sometimes..I’m just scared to.” He kept on pausing throughout his sentences it made me more impatient though I dont want to seem like an asshole so I let him pause as long as he wanted. Then he continued “but I am in a relationship ..one I want to leave from..but I’m just scared of what’ll happen if I do..” he says making me feel anxious as my palm was resting on my cheek, but the more I grew impatient the more they dug into my skin. “I’ve been in this relationship for quite some time..and I never told a soul. Not that I don’t want to..he just..won’t let me.” I’m so intrigued but I just don’t know how to keep my mouth shut, so I ask him out curiosity “who is he” I can’t be the only one that’s asking that, I mean if you were in my situation you would want to know to. I definitely made him more anxious then he even is cause he sat there and paused.

“I’d rather not say…” he says quietly, now I feel bad as he finally lifts his hand and grabs onto his coffee. I took in notice of his hand it was shaking not to hard maybe shivers when your cold. He slowly puts it to his mouth taking the tiniest sip, it was like he drunk a rain droplit. He put the coffee cup down a little thud heard from the impact of the table and cup meeting. He then slowly takes his hand and points at his lip more pacifically to the bruise that blended in like foundation “this..” he then wipes under his eyelid ruffly, then showing a brown and purple bruise, he covered it well cause I didn’t even notice it myself “and this…it was all him, this isn’t even half of what he’s done” (Y/n) speaks aggressively but so quiet and soft only from a distance you could hear him.”I keep it a secret everyday, endearing the pain and keeping my mouth shut like I’m his dog who won’t even bark.” He speaks so aggressively but so quietly his eyebrows twitching show a bit of anger.

“I won’t even speak up..more like I ‘can’t’ cause if I do he’ll hit me- and it’s not even a regular hit, he’ll punch me till I beg and cry..he just likes to see pain and I hate it…I hate that he gets what he wants, I hate that no one confronts him..cause brags about hitting me to his little friends..and they all just..laugh like it’s something regular .” (Y/n) speaks more then I ever heard him speak, I was so surprised my glasses were slipping from my nose from the sweat, the sweat of anger I clenched my fist that was in my lap, the one resting on my cheek was digging into my skin like a needle. (Y/n) was breathing a little hard maybe from anger from not speaking up but finally he does it and fills like hitting something, or someone.

(Y/n) speaks again. “He doesn’t even pretend he’s a good person, he doesn’t put on a font in-front of people or his parents, he’ll just sit there and talk back like he doesn’t have any home training..and he’s such a mommas boy- his mom doesn’t even care she thinks it’s all my fault.” Not even surprising that his mother would take his side just disgusting behavior.(y/n) then breathes in out closing his eyes letting on the coffee smells come into his nostrils and blow them out like wind as he calms himself down. “Thank you..” he says..talking to me. “You listened to me ramble on like a little child..” he says I couldn’t find the words to talk back as I just nod sitting up frowning something that’s so uncommon for me, but my stomach what twisting-if I’d hear anymore I think I’d throw up.

“I hope we can meet again some day” he then scoots his chair back and then standing up his hands clasped together in front of him as he bows “I’m sorry I didn’t finish my coffee..I think I lost my appetite.” Same here.

He the walks out the coffee shop the heals of his shoes clicking against the wooden floor, as he walks the opposite way we came in. I sit there bewildered and disgusted still registering what I’ve heard and what I’ve seen, it’s not very common for me to act like this. As I rub the temples of my nose I get up and I pay the bill, I was ready to go home and take a nice hot shower and forget about most things in life.

—•— —•—

[(y/n) pov]

I was walking home to my apartment as I had just told the gojo satoru about my relationship, it was a bit later now, maybe 6 or 7 I didn’t know and I could really careless. I was just happy that I could finally break free..or maybe I just needed someone so I could vent to them since it was going to be my last day on earth. But before I go I want to see gojo satoru again I want his face to be the last face is see.. I want to see him an hour before my death..I know it’s selfish but I don’t care.

Walking home is such an hassle when ride the bus but I want to see the a beautiful view before I so I change my mind I won’t be waking straight home, even though I might get in a lot of trouble for coming in late it’s better then to see a trashy man and a trashy house.

My walk was probably more then 30 minutes as I wanted to get the best view a view I’ve seen as a child, I want it to be a nostalgia memory before I go, as I walk up the hill my shoes stepping on the crunchy grass as I did as a child I want to cry. I will cry. This will be my last cry before I go.

I look ahead as I get higher and higher up the hill filled beautiful flowers I used to put in my mothers hair. As I grab on putting in my hair. This will be my last core memory of my mother before I go.

I then get to the top of the hill sitting on the edge my feet dangling, though I won’t be dying here it would be a nice way to die but I think I want to die in my first ever house, which is we’re the man I hate the most is. I don’t want to think about that as I look to see the beautiful sky mixed with the most warm colors the breeze blowing at my face as I just look and cry.

I then take out my cell phone as I said I wanted to see satoru gojo before i go. I tried calling but no answer so I decided to text him for him to meet me an hour before I go.

9am

Time goes go fast, I tried waiting but I don’t think I could wait any longer I get up from my spot as my feet had fallen asleep I stumbled a bit but I quickly controlled my balance..the walk wasn’t far from home so I’ll be there in a about 30 minutes the person I hate the most won’t be home till 10 so I’ll have time, I guess maybe gojo satoru was the one I saw last but I wanted to sit with him the hill not vent to him.

I get home finally walking up the apartment building stairs as I reach into my pocket to grab my spare key, finally going through the long dusty stairs I make it to my apartment door fiddling with the lock finally turning it and opening the door quietly looking in front of me to see…him.

Him as in the man I hate the most, him as the abuser, him as in the reason I want die.

I look at him as my heart drops to the floor then I look at the clock on the wall ticking loudly in my ear as it seemed to appear at 10:20 I thought it was about 9 I hadn’t checked my phone since then, since I had texted gojo satoru. I looked in front of me to see him standing there with his arms crossed I could tell he was angry he was clenching his fist. At that moment I wanted to run away at the moment but I was so shocked and paralyzed that I couldn’t move.

He then walks up to and punched me right in my face. I couldn’t react it was fast and hard and I was on the floor my nose was bloody from one punch he then gets on top of me, his knee piercing into my stomach as I could barely breathe. He then repeatedly punched me like I was some punching bag my vision was blurry as I could see thing twice, my ears were busted from hits to my ear a bit of blood dripped since he was very loud and screaming I couldn’t hear a word he spoke though. Next thing I know I can’t feel anything…I just felt free.

—•— —•—

[gojo satorus pov]

How did I get here I was now standing over a body that was covered with white blanket and it was his it was (y/n)…I didn’t want to say his name it felt disgusting and it was all my fault if I just had gotten there in time maybe I would have saved him maybe it wouldn’t be his dead body but that motherfuckers body, I couldn’t look down if I down I would see his white clothed body as I look around seeing a bunch of his neighbors..that wouldn’t help him they all disgusted me truly I felt like throwing up looking at there faces.

I finally get my eyes on the culprit seeing him being tazed and beat by the police, he deserved more pain, he deserves the most gruesome most painful most horrible death, it should be slow and painful for what he had did. I cried. I cried because I’m tired of people dying on me I’m tired of everything if only…if only I would have came-I didn’t come because I couldn’t look at (y/n) after what he had told me I would just think of him being beat and abused…

I finally looking and I just..I just throw up from how disgusting I am. As a officer came up and helped me down and he asked me questions I could only nod if anything I just wished I was there.

—•— —•—

[faithisasuperstar]

kingdom come → treech

treech!tbosas x reader

notes → in which your lover gets ripped away from you, and you’re left with mere memories, a promise, and a locket. feminine intended reader. i am a district seven girly FOR LIFEEE. when i was making a plan for a cato fic on wattpad, reader was ofc from seven ✨

warnings → me giving characters angst alert part two!!! not edited & uploaded via iphone

     “treech!” you giggled as you chased him in the woods you called your backyard. you heard him laugh as he leapt over a stream. attempting to follow him, you slipped, accidentally landing in the shallow water. luckily, you had your rain boots on. the red rain boots with hand painted black polk a dots that reminded you of ladybugs. on the other hand, your ruffly dress was not so lucky, soaked with water, dirt crawling at the hems. treech whipped around at the sound of you splashing, and offered a hand to help you up. you giggled as you took his hand. “thank you, my knight.” you teased, beginning to walk back to your home.

     “anything for m’lady!” treech declared, raising his arm triumphantly. your youth was filled with heartwarming moments like this. days spent playing with treech in the woods when the two of you were kids. and when you grew into your teenage years, long, meaningful conversations filled with laughter and secrets with each other after treech finished working. you had known treech your whole life, best friends for fifteen years and lovers for three, he was a part of you. 

     today, the day of the reaping, your mother had laid out an old striped dress of hers. the once colorful stripes had faded into something dreary, but the dress fit you like a glove. it was common knowledge in the districts that children should dress nice for the reaping. not because it was some momentous occasion, but because what they wear then might be the last thing they wear ever. dressing them up for their funerals, a devastating truth. treech met you outside, and he tilted his hat to you when you stepped out of the door. 

     “m’lady,” he greeted, providing his arm for you to latch onto. “well don’t you look ravishing,” he mused, and you curtsied at his compliment, before looping your arm through his. you were treech’s pride and joy and he made sure to treat you as such. the boy was more than happy to show you off, parading you around the streets of seven. the two of you chatted lightly about the days events as he guided you to the town’s square, located a mile and half from your house. eventually you had to part ways with him, but not before you left a quick peck on the cheek. he wore the kiss on his face boastfully as he joined the group of boys to your left. you smiled, finding your own place in the crowd of girls. the process went as normal, a few small announcements made before the female tribute was reaped. her name was lamina, a beautiful tragedy wrapped in a vest, but not anyone you recognized.

     your breath hitched as they called for the male tribute. it had happened so fast. you had never been this overwhelmed. they called treech’s name. your treech. you allowed yourself to hyperventilate for a few moments before catching sight of the boy slowly walking towards the front of the hall of justice. district seven, being one of the largest districts, had thousands of kids piled into the town square, separated by gender. out of the entire population of seven’s youth, it never occurred to you that your boyfriend could be the unlucky victim to be reaped. 

     struggling to control your breathing, you leaped into action, shoving your way through the crowd of girls to the pathway down the middle of the block. treech, still in shock, made his way down said pathway rather hesitantly, as if in disbelief that he had really been reaped. his eyes were scanning the crowd as he passed, stopping for a moment as he met yours. in an instant, you reached forward and grabbed him, pulling him into a hug before any nearby peacekeeper could intervene.

     “i love you, treech. i love you, i love you, i love you!” you repeated, sobbing into his jacket. his arms wrapped around you tightly, not wanting to let go.

     “i’ll win this, y/n, for you. i’ll see you soon, it’ll only be a couple days, just you wait.” he mumbled his promise to you. you pulled apart, woefully wiping away the lipstick mark on his face, cleaning him up for the cameras. there was no doubt that the entirety of the capital was watching you now. what must they think of the spectacle you had created? were they intrigued? disgusted? at this point, the peacekeepers had made their way to him, dragging him onstage.

     “treech!” you objected, reaching out for him. another peacekeeper lightly knocked you backwards, a pitiful expression adorning his face. the girls nearby, some you recognized and some strangers, held the same expression. none spoke, just stared at you. keeping your eyes on the ground, you creeped back to your spot in the crowd. soon enough, peacekeepers were hauling your boyfriend into the hall, and more were beginning to clear the square, forcing you to make your way back to your place of residence. unbeknownst to you, treech had slipped a token in the pocket of your dress before he was pulled away. it wasn’t until halfway through your agonizing, lonely trek back home that you noticed it. it was a dainty, wooden heart shaped locket. patterns had been intricately carved into the surface, no doubt by the careful hands of your loving treech. you traced the patterns with the pads of your fingers, tears staining the wooden block. 

     you clutched the locket, a newfound hope seeping into you, as you held onto the promise that he would win. for you.

[notgilderoylockhart]

I made Edith's Nightgown from Crimson Peak ✨

I did not use a pattern for this, I did however take some notes. The neckpiece and the body are seperate (just to make it easier to get into). I used a little less than 10m of chiffon (which I randomly found in my fabric stash lol), some lace I had lying around, a buttonhole ribbon and some pearl buttons both of which I got on Amazon. Would definitely recommend at least 10m of fabric if not more for ultimate ruffliness.

The neckpiece was made by cutting out four 70cm circles with a 10cm hole in the middle and sewing those together to form one big long ruffle. I then sewed four parallel lines, with super long stitches and bunched up the fabric to create the ruffle effect. I left the bottom of the neckpiece raw, just because I think it adds a bit of texture. Then I sewed on a buttonhole ribbon and the lil pearl buttons (which I got from amazon).

The body is just a 170cm wide and 150cm long piece and a 170cm x 170cm long piece sewn together, ruffled at the top and with a band of elastic sewn on. The nightgown does have a train so I cut a lil curve into the bottom of the longest piece.

The biggest challenge was the sleeve. Chiffon doesnt hold it's shape very well, so I mixed together some starching fluid (boiled starch and water) and ironed the hell out of it. The bottom of the sleeve I deliberately cut way too long so I could ruffle it. Last thing I did was add some lace to the cuffs. I probably would do a few things differently next time but I'm happy with how it came out. Now I just need a white wig lol ^^

And here's the finished result:

Btw, I also found this promo picture and decided it would look great as a background, so if you wanna use it yourself, here ya go, I edited out Lucille for ya. Go nuts.

PS: actual footage of me running down the stairs in this lovely flowy nightgown arrrrggghhh I love it so much anyway thanks for reading love ya

[theywantedplayer]

Can you do one where your at a team dinner with Nico and you keep teasing each other with like the dirtiest of dirty talk and then have it out at home?

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You went to Nico’s team dinner, you were a little nervous at the beginning but when they saw you beside Jack, the one person you knew well on the team beside your boyfriend. You noticed Nico was More handsier than usual, it was Gentle and innocent like a hand on your back leading you where to go, or his arm around your waist. But there were moments where he Would catch you off guard when his hand was on your lower back slowly moving it down to the curve of your ass and the way he would squeeze your waist roughly. 

When you both sat down Jack instantly started talking to you, clearly Excited to sit beside you . Jack was talking to you for a while but then you felt a hand squeeze the inside of your thigh ruffly making you stutter slightly. You really tried to listen to what Jack was saying to you but when you felt Nico’s hand start to make its way higher. You tried to listen to Jack but you hear someone whisper in your ear.

“I’ve been thinking about what I want to do with you…” 

You felt your cheeks heat up at his words

“Y/n it was Ridiculous, like you have to agree” Jack said

To be honest you had so idea what he said, you were to Distracted by Nico's touch and the way his words left his lips 

“No, uh yea no I Totally agree with you it's ridiculous” You agreed with him

You Quickly turned your attention to Nico with wide eyes .

“Nico what are you-” you tried to say

He gripped your thigh even rougher than before, you pressed your legs together In response. You blushed at the smirk that appeared on Nico’s face.

“Did I tell you how good you look tonight” he complimented “You have no idea what I want to do when we get home”

You felt the butterflies in your stomach at his words. You were so turned on at his words and the way he looked at night didn't help. So you decided to be bold 

You leaned into his ear and whispered “When we get home I want you to use me like a toy” you winked

You saw Nico smirk happy that he got you into his trap. The rest of the night was hard to get through, the ideas and thoughts that were going through your head were so Distracting. By the time the dinner was done you and Nico were the first people out of the restaurant. The whole  drive back to the car was in silence. Nico continued to massage your Thigh with his hand and you felt the wetness started to pool in your panties       

By the time you and Nico were in the house you’ve never felt this Riled up in your life and you knew Nico was feeling the same. You turned to face him in the Entrance of your house. He ran his hands through his hair, some strands of hair falling back over his forehead.

“You know where to go doll” It was true you did, you turned around to walk to the bedroom and Nico followed closely behind you, his hands slightly holding your waist. 

When you were standing in front of the bed you felt a harsh slap on your ass making you stumble slightly till you turned around to face him.

“Lay down baby” he cooded 

You nodded as you laid down on the bed, stuttering when Nico’s eye’s didn't leave yours.

“You have no idea what you did to me tonight baby, no fuckin idea” he Admitted Moving to slightly hovering over you.

You felt his hands move to the hem of your dress pulling it up to your waist, he laughed when he noticed the way your legs rubbed together desperate for some type of touch. He pulled your legs apart, he slowly pulled your Panties down your legs and threw them somewhere in the room.

“Nico” you whined 

“God you have no Idea What I wanna do to you” Nico spoke as he Loosen His tie 

You whined as you felt Nico run a finger down your slight lightly. 

“Stop tease Nico” you whined looking at him

You watched him move Directly over you smirking as he leaned down to kiss you roughly and Simultaneously he pushed two of his fingers into you making  you gasp at your reaction He Slipped his tongue into your mouth. Making you moan into his mouth.

His fingers started off slow but the more he kissed you the faster he moved them making your leg’s shake as you felt his lips leave you for a moment. Your eyes were closed but they shot open when you felt Nico attach his mouth to your clit. The shameful noise Nico made come out of your pussy made your face head up in Embarrassment. You pulled at Nico's hair and he grunted in response sending vibrations through your body.

The way Nico’s tongue flicked and Pressed against your clit and the way Nico’s fast fingers worked you to your Release your legs began to shake and your moans became louder telling Nico you were close.

“Augh Nico Nico Nico!” you moaned as you came

You closed your eyes till you felt Nico finger’s leave you, when you looked at Nico you blushed hard! The way your wetness was over his mouth and lips, this messy hair and red lips.

"'How badly do you want this, baby?' He told as he started to unbuckle his belt

[somnambulant-seraphim]

I've been pretty happy with my outfits lately, and been able to get decent pictures of parts of them, so here’s me again, wearing a sweater, a long black skirt, a bunch of necklaces I’ve made, and a ruffly ribbon-lined belt-type thing. 

The belt piece was a scrap my sister gave me from a discarded sewing project, she had unpicked a bit of the stitching but stopped and gave it to me. The piece sat in my fabric stash for quite a while, until I found it again, re-realized how pretty it is, sewed back the loose ribbon and started wearing it! :)

[cadecastelis]

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Pile Two (Blue Ruffly Gown)@vantaesfairie

your king/queen energy is strong. your leadership qualities make you alluring to a lot of people. there's something about that masculine, assured energy that shines through. you have a natural vibe of being bountiful and happy with what you have already, which makes you feel safe and confident. you also have a new love energy, your playfulness and artistic qualities make you look even better spiritually. i think that you shine the most in social events where your personality can come through. is this the extrovert pile with a hidden cute side? there's a lot of 'party' and 'manifestation' vibes coming through. your posture and way of sitting is kind of hot too. in general i feel like the most of your physical appeal is through the way you carry yourself, and your emotional appeal is your feeling of self-assertiveness, composure, and also the lighthearted and golden retriever, cute energy when you are in love.

Pile Three (Corset)@cadecastelis

Already I know your ability to connect with others and yourself, knowing what you and others desire, is something that attracts people to you. You can stand your ground for what you believe in, but other feel deep down the other perspective. I think being able to fully embrace your own desires and other people's desires and to find a balance is something that people admire about you and something that will draw people in. When someone knows themself and what they want out of a relationship, its incredibly hot so dont forget to play that up. Your desire to connect while also prioritizing yourself is something others will like about you as well.

Pile Four (Pink Dress)@cadecastelis

Immediately I feel a strong energy from you. If you picked this pile, it is safe to bet people are attracted to your presence in general. I feel you have a very dominant and assertive personality. You are very in touch with your emotions and someone for others to rely on as well. They consider you a beaken of hope. You're very empathic and that leads you to stick up for the underdog. Im sure you've gained a lot of simps just by being kind to others and doing what you believe is right. You might come off as aggressive at times but I think that's balanced out with your inner softness. I feel air and water signs may connect to this the most. To sum this up, your personality and assertive nature draws people too you. Flaunt your independence too, people like that.

[trishmishtree]

A list of things I sewed in 2023, mostly in order

I guess this is going to be a yearly thing now?

I started the year off by finishing the regency gown, for which I'd made the bodice in December 2022. It's made from an ivory cotton gauze with a pre-embroidered edge, but I took the time to hand-embroider the dots and vines. I wish I'd gotten an extra yard of the fabric though, because the skirt hem is only 2 yards in circumference and could have used a little more width. I also regret using such an open-weave fabric for the dress, even though it seemed to match the fabric of the extant dress, because it was awful to embroider on. (The original dress is decorated with thousands of tiny metal staples, not embroidered.) In total, not counting the time taken for patterning, the bodice took about 30 hours to construct, and the embroidery and skirt construction took another 72 hours, which was spread out over the span of about 2-3 months.

After that, I revisited the floral Vicwardian historybounding skirt I'd made the previous summer. I still had a small amount of fabric scraps left from that project, so I used it to make a set of removable suspenders that could be used to convert the skirt into a jumper dress.

After that, I made an actual pinafore out of some cotton flannel. I don't love the fit on this thing because the back tends to gape (I didn't pattern the darts correctly), so I'm thinking about taking it apart and adjusting it in the future.

After that, I made a shorter, historybounding version of a dress that has been on my to-make list forever. It's based on the green round gown that Lizzy Bennet wears to the Meryton assembly in Pride and Prejudice (2005). The movie was edited so that the dress appears to be an emerald green, but photos of the actual costume show that it's a light sage green, so that was what I went with. I like the subtle "secret daily cosplay" vibes it gives with the shortened hem and the pink sash (I haven't had a chance to source some dark green silk taffeta to make a more accurate sash yet). My only regret is that the fabric I used is a slightly heavier weight than I would have liked, so this is more of a spring dress than a summer one. Overall very happy with this one and am looking forward to tweaking the pattern just slightly and making a floor length darker green version.

Then I got really into embroidery, and I made this detachable Peter Pan collar to go with one of my not-made-by-me dresses.

It was fun and easy, so I added embroidery and a ruffle to the Peter Pan collar blouse I made last year, and now I love it way more. I also re-did the collar on the lace-insertion shirtwaist from last summer and liked it way less, so I reworked it again and never took a picture.

In April, I made a baby dress for a coworker using this free pattern.

I also took some time to finish the set of Edwardian underpinnings I'd started last year, by making a hip pad (not pictured) and a ruffly c0rset cover. I liked the c0rset cover, but I didn't like how it looked with the c0rset and bust padding (it was just too much), so it became more of an alternative to wearing my Edwardian c0rset than an addition to it. I don't mind though. The Edwardian period is one of those eras where you can get away with not wearing a c0rset, since the bodices are not skin-tight, and I'm very very short-waisted and not-squishy, so I'm actually larger in the waist in a c0rset than out of one. I think I'm going to use the c0rset for evening gowns but only go with the c0rset cover (with no c0rset underneath) if I'm going for a daytime costume.

Then I did some more historybounding and made a back-closing blouse with a V-shaped yoke. It's made from my blouse block pattern, which I got from tracing a modern button-down I already own. I like the resulting shirtwaist (not pictured), but I think going forward I'm going to try to make a new block pattern because I never liked how the original shirt fit around my shoulders, and all the blouses I've made so far from this pattern also fit me weirdly in the shoulders.

Then in May, I made a wrap skirt that I patterned myself, inspired by Wildflower's Coquelicot Skirt. I regretted using such a limp, slippery fabric, and I don't love the skirt I got as a result (not pictured). I may attempt it another time out of a fabric with more body to it, but I have no plans to do that in the next year.

Also in May, I made a Victorian/Edwardian petticoat. It's floor-length and delightfully swooshy, and I love it, but I didn't get a picture of it because I don't own a floor-length mirror.

In June, another coworker had a baby, so I made another baby dress.

Then I finished residency and had more free time, so I bought 3 yards of strawberry-printed quilting cotton from Joann and made a modernized version of an 18th century dress inspired by the ones I've seen made by Bernadette Banner, Mariah Pattie, Sewstine, and Lina Piprek. I call this my 18th century strawberry dress, and it is one of my absolute favorite things I've ever made, even if it's not very practical or wearable for everyday situations.

In July, I got back into historical costuming and made another Edwardian bustle pad to add a little extra kick to the back pleats of my skirts. No pictures were taken, but I used BlackSnails' free pattern.

Then I made an empire-waist top out of 1 yard of rayon challis that I've had in my stash forever. I don't love the result, and I didn't get pictures.

In August, I was still slowly working on my Edwardian lace-insertion dress, so I took a little detour and made a dip-waist belt (photo unavailable) using Ora Lin's pattern and the last remaining scraps of the dark blue silk satin from making this dress.

I also finally finished the Edwardian lace-insertion dress in August but didn't get any photos of it for the same reason I didn't get a photo of the petticoat. Maybe next year? Here's a photo of what it looked like before I ripped out and re-sewed the ruffle of the blouse to be positioned lower.

Also in August, I made another project that's been on my to-make list since 2020: a ruffly vintage-inspired apron. I hated the fabric because it was so hard to sew through, but at least the print (by debtrevitt) is cute.

In September, I used the pattern I made for the 18th century strawberry dress to make a slightly more HA-looking version out of a red and white floral quilting cotton from Joann. The plan was to sew skirt hikes to the inside so that the skirt could be polonaised, but I never got around to that. I also never got around to making the contrasting petticoat to go with it, so that's a project for next year.

Also in September, I found myself wanting to try my hand at broderie anglaise. As mentioned above, I liked my ruffly Edwardian c0rset cover, but I didn't like that I couldn't wear it over my blue silk c0rset without looking too top-heavy. I still needed something to hide the blue of the c0rset, so I patterned out an Edwardian princess slip and started hand-embroidering the lace in the neckline...before I had to pack all my belongings and prepare to move back in temporarily with my parents, so everything had to be put on hold.

I was able to squeeze in one more project before the move, though, and made a regency chemisette out of cotton batiste scraps. No photos were taken because my regency dress and underpinnings are still packed away.

Then I spent October and November not doing much sewing because I had a bunch of paperwork to do in preparation for my new job. I did, however, repair a bunch of moth-eaten sweaters that my mom didn't know how to fix. And I did make a witch hat and a pair of witch legs I made out of recycled umbrella fabric and a pair of PVC pipes, since my parents had zero (0) Halloween decorations out.

In December, I dug out the princess slip project I'd started in September and properly assembled the slip. It still needs to be hemmed, but I can't do that until I move again and am able to dig out all of the rest of my Edwardian underpinnings, so it's still not finished.

What I did manage to finish was an 18th century hand-embroidered fichu to go with the slightly more HA-looking red and white floral gown, even though I still need to make the split rump and petticoat and cap...

While I didn't make as many things as I had last year, owing to a 2-3 month hiatus necessitated by the move, and I'm not as happy with some of the projects I completed this year, I'm still proud of myself for pushing myself out of my comfort zone and attempting some more ambitious projects.

With the combined efforts of 2022 and 2023, I now have a full set of Regency underpinnings and Edwardian underpinnings, except for the princess slip which is still in-progress.

In the coming year, I'd like to make a Regency bonnet, reticule, and spencer to go with the 1810s gown. I already have the fabric and pattern for the bonnet, but I'm waiting to make it until after I move somewhere more permanent, to avoid damaging it in the move (I guess I should add a hatbox to the list of things I'll need to make). I also have the reticule pattern ready to go, but I'm planning to hand-embroider it and don't have access to the thread colors I need yet. And the spencer is still up in the air because I don't have the fabric for it yet.

I'd also like to make a proper pair of 18th century stays (both 18th century gowns I've made this year have a structured lining layer that acts like built-in stays, so I already have a working pattern), an 18th century split rump, an embroidered pocket, and a linen cap to complete the set.

[vantaesfairie]

𝔭𝔦𝔠𝔨 𝔞 𝔠𝔞𝔯𝔡 𝔠𝔬𝔩𝔩𝔞𝔟 : 𝔴𝔥𝔞𝔱 𝔦𝔰 𝔞𝔭𝔭𝔢𝔞𝔩𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔞𝔟𝔬𝔲𝔱 𝔶𝔬𝔲

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choose a picture below:

pile 1, beige suit @vantaesfairie

this is my quiet, strong, dreamers pile, isn't it? if you dress or do your makeup a certain way that is kind of dark and smoky, like the aesthetic dark feminine, that is very attractive. a word of advice: up your mentality and your personal style, doesn't have to be expensive but it has to look bountiful. your love and care for a family and a 'happy ending' makes you seem secure and stable. you might be an emotional and creative person, and that's attractive as well. your quiet allure makes people interested in you, like who is this secretive person? feels like there's always a veil on you that makes people want to discover you and know you more emotionally, that's hot (im sorry about my wording but you know what i mean). this pile is very siren-like, giving me heavy mermaid dark fairy vibes.

pile 2, blue ruffly gown @vantaesfairie

your king/queen energy is strong. your leadership qualities make you alluring to a lot of people. there's something about that masculine, assured energy that shines through. you have a natural vibe of being bountiful and happy with what you have already, which makes you feel safe and confident. you also have a new love energy, your playfulness and artistic qualities make you look even better spiritually. i think that you shine the most in social events where your personality can come through. is this the extrovert pile with a hidden cute side? there's a lot of 'party' and 'manifestation' vibes coming through. your posture and way of sitting is kind of hot too. in general i feel like the most of your physical appeal is through the way you carry yourself, and your emotional appeal is your feeling of self-assertiveness, composure, and also the lighthearted and golden retriever, cute energy when you are in love. your sunshine vibes draw people in :))

pile 3, turquoise corset @cadecastelis

7W, Hermit, 10C

Already I know your ability to connect with others and yourself, knowing what you and others desire, is something that attracts people to you. You can stand your ground for what you believe in, but other feel deep down the other perspective. I think being able to fully embrace your own desires and other people's desires and to find a balance is something that people admire about you and something that will draw people in. When someone knows themself and what they want out of a relationship, its incredibly hot so dont forget to play that up. Your desire to connect while also prioritizing yourself is something others will like about you as well.

pile 4, pink chinese traditional dress, @cadecastelis

KnC, Justice, The Star

Immediately I feel a strong energy from you. If you picked this pile, it is safe to bet people are attracted to your presence in general. I feel you have a very dominant and assertive personality. You are very in touch with your emotions and someone for others to rely on as well. They consider you a beaken of hope. You're very empathic and that leads you to stick up for the underdog. Im sure you've gained a lot of simps just by being kind to others and doing what you believe is right. You might come off as aggressive at times but I think that's balanced out with your inner softness. I feel air and water signs may connect to this the most. To sum this up, your personality and assertive nature draws people too you. Flaunt your independence too, people like that.

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dont shoot the messenger.

[vtuberconfessions]

With the fwmc move announcement I have seen people say to worried non jp audiences not to worry and that things will ruffly stay the same. While I am happy the twins get to revive and fluffil a dream they gave up on, I cannot help but think the changes non jp audiences have are valid. A 12+ hour difference is a big change, and all the impending collabs with jp senpai the twins will have will eventually end up effecting their energy and time. The twins have a lot of energy, but I wouldn't want them to get burnt out trying to keep up. If they do eventually have the question of what to cut back on eventually comes up in that line of thinking. Advent didn't even make it a year without it's "big" shake up. I really truely am happy for the twins as a giant weeb myself who had similar aspirations once upon a time, but it feels like a bitter pill to swallow that in some ways big changes are about to hit for en/eu adventrix even if they aren't so sudden from the get go.

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[ppatricia34me]

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Wilton The Brain-Eating Slim Monster

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(Warning: this story Contains adult content and is not suitable for anyone under 18, this story also may Depict triggering things such as, evil husband, Monster love making, love making, tentacles, slim monster cum, brain-eating, blacking out, daddy kick, housewife, contouring, babying, Dumbification, Inappropriate workplace behaver, fully Tummy, Tummy talk, just a lot of wired stuff.

Also, I had some help writing this story from https://ask.writer.com Yes AI helped in writing some of this, but I didnt just let it do all the work, I picked and rewrote and added on to what it gave me, it was just a tool, my Professor taught me this trick and also taught me not to rely on it doing everything, now on to the show)

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(Patricia POV)

It was your typical Wednesday evening, I had just fishened my shawer and was now in my bedroom, only in a teeshirt dress.

I open the drawer to find my underware under a pile of my husbends sooks, Strange.

  i grabe my undeware only to bush when i put them on, feeling a warm creamy Texture lining the inside, my eyes winded, it was slim monster cum, i moan, the warmth and creamy texture making me shiver with pleasure as i sunk to the floor, humping the creamy underware as the slim slithered up into me, makeing me moan and hump, as it moved to plashure me, i feailt lke my mind was blanking as i moved, i didnt even hear the front door open, revileing my blue slime monster husband Wilton.

“I see you fond my surprise~!” his deep voce growled.

I stared at him dumbly, still huping the floor.

“I had a hard day at work sweet pea, why dont you be a good little housewife and come be a good stress toy for daddy, let me fill you with slim!” he growled!

I shivered as  I slowly got up from the floor and walked over to him, he was sat at his big Recliner chair,i carefully Straddled his lap, faceing his older face,he smirked as he shoved his slim in my mouth, a slimly tentcal then shoved its way into my Vaginal opening, ruffly moveing in and out, his Cruel laughter did nothing to help me, i didnt like this Version of him, the cruel 9 to 5 man that noone knew was a cruel slim monster, he wasnt allways like this thoe.

I could feel his slim filling me up, I felt the slim slowly start to move up my spine,my eyes winded and Wilton grinned wickedly,the slim made its way up to my brain, I feailt my brain being wiped clean,i wipered out but his glare was Enough to shut me up.

“Now go make diner,the boys will be home from college!” he growled.

He bumped his knee up causing me to stubble off his lap, i thankfully caught myslefe and counted to walk to the kitchen, my brain feailt blank as i looked arond the kitchen.

“WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR MAKE SOMETHING!” a sudden golt hit my brain as I heard my hubends voce in my brain, his slim sloshed arond my mind.

I Quickly stumbled around the kitchen grabbing random ingredients to make Fruity pasta.

Soon I heard the boys open the front door, calling for my husbend and I.

I fainly heard my husbend Direct the boys to my location, I turend to face the kitchens entrice,smileing weekly at the boys.

Their faces softed as They looked at each other, but then smiled brightly at me as all 3 Exchanged cheek kisses and hugs with me.

"Mom, we are so happy to see you! It smells good in here, what did you make?" one of the boys asked.

I smiled softly, feeling my heart skip a beat, i had missed them so much.

“Oh Aqua, Trident, and shell i’ve missed you all, i’m making something new Fruity pasta!”i happylee spoke.

The boys smiled brightly and helped set the table, Wilton following shortly after to take his seat at the head of the table,  the table was soon filled with the boys and Wilton talking and laughing, i just smiled and ate. After we finished eating, Wilton told the boys to go to their rooms, They waved goodnight and left me with there monster father, Wilton then grabbed me into his arms and career me to our bedroom, my heart was beating a Mile a minute, and next thing i knew Wilton pushed me against a wall , his slimy tentacles wrapping around my body,sqeezing my chest and thighs, his Fattest tentacle sliver into my Vaginal opening, cricaling its lips, coating it into a blue slim that made me moan and shiver, I felt his slimy cum start to fill me up. He leaned in and kissed me, his slimy saliva mixing with mine,  I moaned, feeling my brain start to become even hazyer then it allredy was, and I felt my body relax.

"Now that's better isn't it sweetheart, all hazy!?" Wilton growled, his deep voice sending shivers down my spine.

 Wilton was a brain eating slim monster who enjoyed making me his dumb little wife, by eating away any thoghts that ran threw my mind.

I slowly blicked up at him, smiling a tired smile as he chuckled, looking down at my much smaller form.

I was grateful that Wiltons’s Dumbification of me was not Permanent and brain power would return to me in the moring.

“Mmm, I can't wait to suck your brain dry tomarrow my love, intell then get some rest~!” he chuckled softly in my ear.

My eyes slowly fluttered closed

(The next moring Patricia POV)

My eyes slowly fluttered open, I feailt a little groggy, but my brain was feeling sharper than it had in days. I looked up at Wilton, who was standing over me, a smile panted on his lips, he was in his humanform, wareing his dark suite with a deep blue tie.

"Moring beautiful~!" he greened, his voce deep, I could feel his tentacles softly crassing my body.

"Dont worry,I wont be feeding on your brain today, fair to groggy~!" he chuckled deeply, I feailt my body relax at his news.

I smiled softly up at him, he leand in and placed a soft kiss to my forehead.

"Well i'm off to work, could you bering me my luch today sweet pea?" He smiled.

I nooded my head in ageement, he smiled and rushed out.

The hose was qwite, I slowly made my way off the bed and over to the kichen, I grabed a bowl of cerll and aet qwitely, once finshed I got dressed in a cute short blue dress, I looked like a cute hose wife.

I than went to the kitchen and prepared a small lunch for Wilton,I packed a sandwich, some fruit, and a thermos of coffee.

  I grabbed the bag and made my way out the door.

I arrived at Wilton's workplace and made my way to his office, only to freeze at his door, Wilton's boss was spakeing to him, and jugeing by his head being down, i'de say the man was yelling at him, I sheepisly knocked on the door.

Wilton smiled softly at me, but his eyes werent, they looked dead inside.

"Thank you sweet pea.." he spoke, his words suddenly pausing.

I saw something flicker in his eyes, something sinster shined in them.

"I will be late comeing home tonight, i'll pick something out to eat for dinner, so go out and treat yourslfe~!" he smirked, takeing the luch from my hands, he kissed my lips qwikly, before closeing his door with his boss still yelling at him, an eerie smirk still on my husbends face.

I shivered, and qwicly turend and left the big office building, my mind rain as fast as my legs were walking me home, once i made it to my homes door, I qwicly ran in and  looked it, Wilton had a key so everything was fine, I tried to take some deep breaths as i moved to the kitchen to make Tea.

I feailt a wave of Calm wash over me as i saw a note from my boys on the Fridge.

“Dear mom, Thanks for the wonderful meal last night, Tony and the guys are threwing a study party at his hose, we got the Invitation texted to us last night as we were geting ready for bed, we caught dad as he was eating brefiste, not wanting to wake you we asked him and he said we could go.”

Lost of love: Aqua, Trident, and shell.

I have never feailt so Relieved hearing that my boys were out at a frat party, I didnt want them to see there mother In a state of panic, or see there father with a crazy look in his eyes.

I quickly prepared a pot of tea and settled on the couch,I slowly sipped my tea ,feeling the warmth and comfort of the drink as i opened my laptop and begang my own work, I was a graphic designer, And on occasion I would do desig work for my husbands company.

My eyes windedn as i saw an email from my husbands boss, even thoe i’ve goten emails from him befor this one feailt off, like it wasnt him writing it.

“Dear Miss Patricia

I have just finished Discussing with your Agency in full-time Contracting you to be oure companies Personal full time graphic designer, You and I will be working very close with one another, I cant wait to Sync my teeth into your Juicy ideas!

Sebastian Beck”

Mr Becks emails always feilt so formal yet inviting, he always stared them with a hello and firendy Yet professional banter about his day, weekend, or Recent trip he took, but something about this one feailt off, I took a deep breath and wrote a reply tanking him for thejob, mabey Mr Beck was just stressed, after all Wilton often told me Mr Beck vanted to him alot, mabey thats what he was doing when i dropped Wilton’s luch off to him and why the emails wired, I smiled to myslefe, feeling less Paranoid.

(Hours later still Patricia POV)

After the Internal analysis of my boss's email I decide to order chinese food for dinner, that was A couple of hours ago, now here i am fully Tummy laying in bed watching vides, unable to keep my eyes open.

I heard the door open and knew it was Wilton, He had finally come home, I heard him tip toe to the bedroom, he slowly opened the door, I Feailt him Crawling into bed, his body hovering over mine, i feailt like Pray to a predator.

“Mmm sweet pea~!” his deep voce whispered lustfully, I feailt his lage hands rubbing my fully Tummy, making me moan.

"Mmmm H..H..How was your day Dear?" I asked, moaning softly.

he chuclked deeply, his tentailes wraped arond my wrists and ankles, makeing my legs open wide for him.

"It was wonderfull, sooo many Juicy brains hard at work~!" he wispred.

I gasped, He laughed darkly, his eyes shining with a sinister glint. 

"Dont worry, i'm not here to Feed on you sweetheart, I allready got my fill tody...by the way Mr Beck sends his regareds~!" he smirked.

"But can a dead man really send his regareds?" he smiled, my eyes windedn in horror, my heart racing.

"Y..Y..you ate him." I wispered, my body shacking, i could feel my eyes fill with tears.

"Oh please Sweet pea he was going to expose me for what I truly am, all becase he was strassed, I can run the company batter then he can, and bease i Ate not only his brain but Absorbed his body, I can shape shift into him, so starting tomarrow, you'll be my cute little work wife~!" he said in a low, smooth voice. 

(The next moring still Patricia POV)

I sat in a large meeting room with Mr Beck, my hair up in a bun and Heavily sprayed down with Hairspray, I Wore a pencil skirt as the man Requested and a White button up that was covered by a light yellow cardigan.

I feailt Mr Becks hand rest on my thigh from under the table as one of the Higher ups of the company we're leading a presentation.

I bite my lip as i looked down at my notebook, trying to write notes as he traed shaps with his fighters on my thigh.

I sheepishly looked over at Mr Beck, he was a tall man, he Wore a matching yellow suit to my cardigan, his hair was sliver and Wavy and came down an inch above his shoulders.

My husbend was the same age as him.

“Miss Patricia, is there something more Fascinating about Mr Beck that is making you unable to pay attention to my presentation?!” Suddenly one of the older chairman spoke.

My cheeks whent bight red, As I stuttered out an apology.

“Gentalmen please, This is Patricias first day, cut the poor girl some slack.” Mr Beck smiled Calmly.

now it was the older chairmans turn to get flastered, as he scrambled to continue his presentation.

I smiled shylee at Mr Beck going bak to my notebook.

 I sundle felt Mr Becks hand begain to rub my thigh, his eyes twinking with Amusemnt."You look absolutely adorible when you zoone out, all brainless, just how i like~!" he prrred in my ear.

I blushed bright red as i tried to  toak notes, my hart skiping a beat as i feailt Mr Beck move his other hand on my other thigh, he dranged both his hands to my inner Thighs close to my Vaginal lips.

I tried to keep my composure as i feailt my husbands tentacles sundle pull open my Vaginal lips, pushing the fat tentacil in, now i knew why he wanted me to ware the Pencil skirt, I bite my lip as my cheeks as they feailt hot, my eyes begain to water, but i heaild my tears in.

“And that Concludes my Presentation!” the older man spoke.

I quickly stood up, my cheeks still red as i tryed to hide my emotions, smileing and shakeing the older mens hands.

"Well Gentlemen, Thank you for your time." Mr Beck said as he walked over to the door, holding open the door, The older men nodded as they left the room, once the older men were gone and it was Mr Beck and I, I shot the man a glare.

Mr Beck smirked and turend to me, leaning in to kiss me but I shoved his chest.

“Dont touch me, Youve Embarrassed me and made me look like a fool!” I Growled, trying to hold my tears back.

He smirked, as he Crossed his arms and chuckled Amusement written all over his face.

I swallowed hard, my heart racing, 

"Do..do you really think this is appropriate?" I weekly asked.

He paused for a moment before he responded, 

"No, but it's a lot of fun." He winked and I felt my tears falling Like Niagara Falls, I quickly ran out of the meeting room.

(Hours later still Patricia POV)

I sat on the couch curled up in a big blanket with leftover chinese food in hand and A large tissue box to my side, I was watching a romance move, my husbend wasnt home yet.

 Suddenly, I heard the door open and I quickly wiped away my tears as I heard Mr Beck's voice.

He walked in the living room and sat next to me,his eyes were still twinking with Amusement as he looked me up and down, his eyes resting on my Cleavage.

He grabbed the chinese food out of my hands and began to eat, I tryed to snatched it back but his arms were too long, i glared at him  and crossed my arms.

"What do you think you're doing?!" I exclaimed.

He smiled and chuckled. "I was hungry, and you didnt seem to be doing anything with it." He said, taking a bite of my food.

I sighed and rolled my eyes, I was still mad at him for earlier.

He gently grabbed my hand, his icey lips kissed my nuckles.

"Sweet pea~" he cooed softly, my cheeks puffed out as I blushed, still not meeting his eyes.

He chuckled softly, I turened to him glareing.

"This isnt funny, You embarrassed me in front of all those people, you cant just come home and expact me to play along like nothing happend, I'm not a doll!" I said, my voice cracking as tears fell.

“Your right, your not a doll, I’m sorry I embarrassed, it wasnt very Professional or ethical of me to do, is there anything I can do so you an forgive me?” he asked softly.

“Be the man I married, The man who heald me tight when i was sacred, the man who heaild my hair back when i was pregent, the man who looked at me as if i were the one who hung the stars in the sky, the man Who promised to protect me, whaer is he!” I cryed.

He pulled me into a strong hug.

“That man is right here Sweet pea, hes always been right here!” he spoke, holding me tightly.

I nuzled into his chest, his cologne Smelt expensive i softly moaned into his chest, softly griping into his Suit jacket.

His large hands rubbed my back, softly planting a kiss on the top of my head.

“You know theres fair less BDSM in this move, than I remaber.” he jocked.

I giggled as I wiped my tears.

He smiled, his body shifted and he looked like my husbend angin, not the dead man walking of Mr Beck but Wilton.

"well Now, since you're already in your pajamas and I clearly dont know my romce moves, how about we watch the rest of the movie together I'm sure you'll fill me in on everything i need to know" he suggested with a smirk.

I giggled as I sat in his lap, his Protective large arms warped arond me, I began to fill him in as Characters entered the scene, he Just watched me contently listening to ever word i said.

Occasionally playing with a strand of my hair wrapping it around his finger.

“Your more Captivating then the movie Sweet pea~!” he smiled, leaning in and placing a sweet kiss to my lips, I kissed back, my kiss full of love.

“Hehe oh Wilton, I forgive you~!” I giggled, my cheeks red and my voce full of love.

His face softened as He leand back, Deepening the kiss with passion.

His slimly tentails began to wingle up my body, I let out a Squeal as they crassed my face, Wilton chuckled as he pulled back, leting his fattest tentacl Slither up to my moth, plunging it inside, sqwriteing sweet purple goo down my throat.

I muttered out a moan as his tentickle kept filling my belly with sweet mind Numbing goo, he rubed my belly with his large hands.

"Mmm what a cute little full belly, full of jelly~!" Wilton chuckled deeply.

more tenticls filled my muoth.

I let out a deep moan of pleasure as the tenticls filled my mouth with more of the sweet goo, my belly expanding with each passing moment. My eyes rolled back in my head as I felt Wilton's tentacles fill me up with more of the goo.

"You know Sweet Pea, back in the wild my purple goo was used to Lure my prey, its aphrodisiacs Qualities were used to seduce and Sedate them long enough for me to Sneak up and eat them~!" he chuckled darkly yet playful.

I stared at him dumbly as purple goo Slowly trickled down my lips, my mind blank as i Suckled on his fat tentacles Mindlessly.

"Ahhh, You like that don't you Sweet Pea? it's like you were made for this, my sweet little jelly belly, all cute and dumb." Wilton cooing at me like a mother dose to a baby. 

I nodded A deep blush over my cheeks, my eyes hazy unable to form any words. 

Wilton chuckled in delight, and I could feel his tentacles wrapping around me like a Cocoon, Enveloping me tight as he filled me with more of his sweet goo.

I felt my eyes rolling back in my head as my brain feelt hazy and numb as Wilton's tentacle filled me with more of the sweet goo.

"Oh Sweet Pea, you're so delicious!" Wilton cooed ,his tentacles never ceasing.

I let out a broken moan as I felt my body succumb to the pleasure, my eyes fluttering closed and soon I blacked out.

(The next moring Still Patricia POV)

My eyes slowly creeked open, I was laying on Wilton's cest, his tentacles crassing my body slowly, my mind still in a deep haze.

my belly round and bulging full with his sweet goo.

"Good moring Sweet Pea, you looked so beautiful sleeping, I didnt dare wake you." he said softly, stroking my hair.

Wilton had one of Mr Becks work suites on, it made me shiver.

“Rest My Sweet Pea,You dont have to come in today, I will fill you in if need be~!” he spoke softly, crassing my cheek.

I Sleepily smiled up at him, nooding in agreement, my eyes geting havey angin and soon i was out.

(Wilton POV)

I smiled down at my little wife, Curling a piece of her hair arond my figer, my tentacles crassing her sleeping form, I knew I had to leave for work, but her sleepy form was so tempting as she softly begain to hump my tentacles, sure i might have had a hand in her body doing this, but it was soo cute Regardless of the situation , I chuckled softly as i watched her, slowly pulling my tentacils back into my body, I sighed as i carefully removed my sweet wife from my chest,placeing her softly back on oure bed, I had to hold back a crazed Smirk as she wipered softly, humping the air, her bulging belly Gurgling makeing me lick my lips in Ravenous hunger for her, she was filled with the same goo I used for Centuries to seduce and Sedate my prey, I have feed from her Countless times but never enofen to Quench my hunger, after all, to Satisfy my huger would leave her mindless Permanently, I counldnt do that to her, I quickly grabbed my suit Jacket and shape shifted as I rushed out the door.

once at work I coulnt hlep but smile to myself, my sweet wife's form still on my mind.

"Good moring Mr Beck." a young inpolye called happylee.

I put on a fake smile to greet the boy as i made my way to my office.

Once i got sat at my desk, I was soon greeted by the charemen.

"Good moring moring Mr Beck, I see your little graphic designer isnt with you." one of the older man rased an eyebrow.

"She called in sick if you really must know!" I spoke coldely.

 "Oh I apologize, I didnt mean to pry. Is there anything I can do to help?" he asked in a concerned tone.

I feailt my eyebrow twitch, A twinge of Jealousy blooming in my chest, Like a dark carnation.

“Its fine thank you mr Dean.” I spoke, Irritation littering my tone.

The other charemen, a younger man named O'Reilly cleard his throte.

"we wont keep you much longer, We just wanted to pass threw, and hand in a few reports,mr Dean wasnt there somethhing inpored you wanted to say to Mr Beck!?" the young man added.

the older mans his windede with a shine.

"Oh right, Mr Beck, I Wanted to send a formal apology to your cute little graphic designer, I looked into her file and had no idea she had a Medical reason for why she wasnt paying attention, it was Insensitive of me to tease her." the older man spoke.

I nodded my head a fake smile plastered on my face in acceptance of the apology. 

"Thank you for understanding, I'm sure she'd appreciate your apology when she returns to work, I'll be sure to pass it along." I replied in a more composed tone.

The other two men nodded in agreement before taking their leave. 

once they had gone, I sat back in my chair and took a deep breath, my jaw clashed, Screw keeping her brain Intact, I want my wife all to myself, she wont be working here anymore, I never liked the idea of her working in the fist place, she'll be my cute little hosewife, a sweet little mindless pleasure drone, for only me.

I chuckled darkly to myslefe as i returned to my labtop, I have things to prepapere, cant have anyone growing Suspicious and sticking their nose where it doesn't belong.

(Hours later Patricia POV)

My eyes swing open, as i was shock awake by my husbend, my mind feailt foggy and my body fair too Satisfied to move as i looked at him.

"Good morning, Sweet pea~!" he said with a sinister smile, his lage hands griping my shoulders.

“I”m sure your ready to be rid of my purple goo, its no fun being in bed all day is it?” he cooed, crassing my check.

I mindlessly nuzzled into his toch, looking up at him with big eyes, nooding my head in Agreement.

He chuckled darkly as he carefully picked me up in his strong arms,I hide my face in his strong chest, his Cologne smelt expensive.

I Sighed happily as i nuzzled into his strong chest as he carred me to our bathroom, he placed me down into the Empty bathtub, a smirk Decorating his face as he looked down at me, I feailt Confusion in my deep haze as i looked at him.

“I wont be using water to clean you sweet pea~!” he wicked, I feailt my cheeks blush as he Climbed in behind me, shifting into pure blue slime, I Jolted in Surprise when i feailt his lips suck on my vaginal opening, He chuckled deeply, caseing my vaginal opening to vibrate.

I moaned softly as he Ravaged me, sucking every drop intell my mind feailt clear once more, he soon shifted back and smiled at me, I blushed and smiled back at him.

“Wellcome back my love~!” he whispered sweety, his strong arms Enveloped me in a strong embrace and soon i was carred bak to oure room.

He ladyed me back down on our bed, I rased an eyebrow.

“W..Wilton, dear, i’ve been in bed all day,You yourself understand how sick of it i am.” I spoke siteing up, only to be pushed back down.

“I know what i said sweet pea, i’ve said alot of things these last few days that i dont mean~!” his voce was dripping with senster eage as he towered over me.

My eyes windedend as i stared up at him.

"W..Wilton, dear, your sareing me, what do you mean?" I asked, my heart starting to race as did my mind.

He sundlely let out a deep Bone-chilling cackle,I feait my body freez as i looked up at him.

"I mean, I'm done pretending, Patricia. I don't want you working anymore, too many eyes on you my dear, men are like Wolves and vultures, they’ll steall you away like thieves in the night, I want you to be my obedient little housewife, my mindless pleasure drone," he said with a cruel smirk.

I feailt my heart brake, I knew the risks of marrying a monster, he would always want to eat you because he loved you so much, but with Wilton, it feilt so much wores, He already fed from me on the dealy, It made we wonder what the difference betwine his feeding on me and his feeding and Absorption of Mr Beck.

“W..W..Wilton, You already take so much from me!”I spoke, shaking as he crassed my cheek.

“Shhhh, its ok darling,onece your my mindless pleasure drone, you wont feel tired from my feedings, all you’ll feel is my deep love for you!” he smiled down at me, wiping my tears as they fell.

“I…i..it wont hurt will it?” I asked, feeling Defeated and  small under my husbened, he smirked as he kissed my tears.

“Of cores not, when have i ever hurt you.” he spoke softly, his eyes filled with nothing but love.

“O..o..ok, i’ll do it.” I said sadly,Wilton kissed my lips, then grined as his tentacles pushed out of his body, oozing purple goo, they pushed rather forefully into my mouth and both ears, making me feel funny.

“Your my good little house wife, you never talk back, your always ready to make love to me~!” his voce spoke, making my body feel funny, my eyes began to get havy, my body swayed to his voce, I smiled in a dazed as my eyes fluttered closed.

I was a Successfully programed mindless pleasure drone.

The end.

[riverin-stories]

long time no miyaka

2024 redesign let's go !!!! i was really, really happy with how this turned out! :D miyaka has been with me for roughly a decade now, so it's really amazing to see all the different ways that she's grown with me as i matured both with my creative work And just in general. there's still a lot i can learn and keep improving on, but in general, i'm super happy with how things have been for art recently! looking back on my past miyaka's, i noticed that i had a lot of baggy elements and things that overall muddled up parts of her that i felt would look better if i distinguished them. this primarily cropped up in her arms, where i either had Really bunched up sleeves around the elbow area, so i wanted to try something different and actually highlight her arms. her new jacket also ended up getting the sleeves fully chopped off / widened to give it a breezier look in motion. i made the blue more saturated, and adjusted the green of her shirt in the opposite direction for some balance. her base layers have otherwise stayed the same: short-sleeved shirt with ruffly / loose sleeves, fitted pants. i changed the color of the pants too, because having the black jeans in her previous iteration just made her colors a little Too monotonous. having more colors now might come back to bite me later, but for the time being i really like it! i also wanted to have colors that went well when she's without her jacket, and green-brown / blue-brown have always been color combinations i've really liked!

[actualbird]

// CN SERVER SPOILERS, CN HALLOWEEN MR EVENT

hey. im now thinking abt harpy!luke doing stuff that real birds do

b4 i list down actual bird (heh) features/abilities to copy paste onto luke tho, some unrelated but nonetheless avian adjacent notes abt luke's design i wanted to point out

i must commend the tot art team for not being cowards. i.e., they committed to the harpy bit and gave him TALONS AS FEETSIES!!!!

i think this is a nice detail cuz upon further review, it seems luke doesnt have clawed hands (as opposed to dragon!marius and mer!vyn who do). luke's pre-installed knives are in his feetsies

(but he decided to have an actual knife too in his hand. overkill much, luke? sdjhfjsfgg his middle name is 'hypervigilant protector')

idk how to describe this bc i dont have a GIF of harpy!luke but how he moves is SO BIRD-LIKE....how he brings his wings close to himself and theres this twitch-shiver-ruffle kind of movement, it's So Very Avian to me so like, huge kudos for whoever designed and animated luke. this is a birdman, it is clear as day

OKAY NOW ONTO BIRD TRAITS!!!

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HEAD STABILIZATION

this trait is seen among many bird species and it's so that they can keep their sight steady even when in aerial motion

head stabilization is important in birds of prey specifically so they can accurately lock onto their targets with their sharp vision and Keep Them In Their Vision to actually kill them. very badass.

but also fun and silly looking when demonstrated in less hunting-y way like in this GIF

in conclusion: imagine harpy!luke being slightly moved from side to side and his head just Does Not Move

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TALON STRENGTH

talons (especially ones on large birds of prey) are strong. they can crush bone. like, look at this

killing MACHINE

the above is from the harpy eagle (considered to be the most powerful eagle on the planet), and through even just sheer size, it's not hard to think about how these talons can kill. in strength tho, it can exert approx 110lbs~ of pressure. for reference, to break a human femur (the thickest bone in the human body), you would need 160lbs~ of pressure force. the harpy eagle is already not that far behind, in being able to break a femur. pretty sure it can break the thinner bones tho.

now, talons scaled up to a humanoid-harpy size would be even deadlier, methinks. which is why it's slightly silly to me that luke even HAS a dagger when hes got those BIG KNIFE FEETS

in conclusion: yknow the high kick luke does in his 2nd bday ssr? imagine that but happening in the Air and also he's a harpy and he just snapped something's neck with his talons

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ok enough about murder, this last one's a cute one

FEATHER RUFFLIES

birds can ruffle their feathers for a lot of reasons, but many do this to keep warm. more air between the feathers, more insulation for heat, nice warm happy bird :')

also, they end up looking So Much Fluffier and Softer

in conclusion: badass hunting harpy!luke? when it gets cold, he wraps his wings around himself and ruffles up his feathers. when hes like this, it's the best time to go in for a hug as well cuz he can just let that person into the embrace of his wings. absolutely ensconced in warmth and softness

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this post is a mess and a half but i had a lot of feelings and no braincells abt it okay jhvjVKJHSFS

[venusandsaturnsrings]

don't mind me ill just,,,,, //private bookmarks ur fic//

and yes im all for more incel childe that disgusting bastard <3

if this is the rich ass au he can just hire nannies to look after the kiddo so he can continue breeding u tbh,,, money makes the world go round after all and i can see that bastard throwing it around if he needs to just to continue his nasty breeding spree

ehehe everytime someone bookmarks, likes, comments, or expands on anything i write it makes my heart swell and pussy wet u have no idea…

PLEASE ALL OF THIS IS FEEDING ME FOR YEARS TO COME HOLY FUCK

you successfully solved my entire dilemma, congrats!!!!!! drafting a notes app timeline for this nasty boy he doesn’t deserve this much time poured into his gross habits but i wont him so bad it’s insane…… nnnngghhhhh gross childe blowing cash AND loads just to fulfill his need to breed his sweet darling every single day…

ok small drabble btc

it had been a matter of months since you dropped out and moved in with childe. give or take eight, you think? regardless, you were happier than you’d ever been before! sure, your skull was emptied and refilled with nothing but thoughts of ajaxs delicious seed and cock, how to clean, how to cook, and how to be the perfect wife (all thanks to his extensive ‘training’) but you were so so very happy! how could you not be? the sex was beyond good, he spoiled you to bits, and you’d never have to worry about anything too hard or difficult (such as math, money, or other people) ever again! it was perfect.

during these months you were taught how to perfectly deepthroat him without issue, use all your proper manners, take load after load of him without issue and more! he was a very giving husband and owner. that said, there was one small thing gnawing away at your silly little skull…

“‘jax?” you called out, voice meek, in the direction of his office. a soft hum came in response. “i know your not good with sharing,” you fiddled with the ruffly skirt he had set out for you to wear that day, “what’re we gonna do when the baby comes?” he always thought the head tilt that came with your questions was cute. spinning around in his chair he put one leg over the other.

“you’re worried about that?” his chuckle was light and his eyes soft. “sweetness, i could dump thousands into nannies and other workers to care for it. we only need each other,” he rose up to his full height to approach you, “don’t worry your pretty little head, m’kay? i’ll have it taken care of. you only need to worry about gettin’ knocked full of the next one.” if you were slightly less enamoured, you’d have noticed how he only ever referred to the baby as ‘that’ or ‘it’ but you couldn’t be bothered. nothing else mattered but ajax.

[bluecoolr]

4, 19, 26 and 49 for Cheryl

8, 12, 17 and 46 for Susannah

Please and thank you :3

Sol, my love! 🥹🥹💕 Thank you for sending asks for my lil girlies!! These got a bit too long but I loved writing them!

Cheryl

4. Breakfast, lunch, dinner, dessert, snacks - which do they look forward to the most?

Once she’s sent to the reform school, all her meals become one mushy blur. Just shoved through a slot in her door. But when she was released from solitary confinement and allowed to have lunch in the mess hall with the other teens, she looked forward to them. Usually, the portions were bigger and warmer.

Before the reform school though, she frequented diners, and she usually ordered lunch food. Sandwiches and fries, or a variety of. She likes to take trips from her town to NYC or even Canada. She rides a bus (sometimes hitchhikes) and walks around, checking out stores and diners. You’ll often find her tucked away in a booth, sometimes with one foot on the bench, completely in her own world.

9. What position do they like to sleep in?

On her side! Curled up like a C while hugging a pillow. She kind of looks like a child, and in the short while that she’s asleep is the only time you can really see her at peace.

26. Surprise birthday party! How do they react?

She steps through the door, the lights switch on, everybody shouts “Surprise!”, and there’s this genuine look of fear on her face. She’s already stepped back. Then, she looks around, sees all the smiling, caring people, the candles on the birthday cake, and more importantly the name on the banner and the fear gives way to confusion and finally tears. Someone cared enough. Someone liked her enough to throw her a real party. She’s never been so happy in so long.

49. Do they have any scars? How did they get them?

She does, but nothing remarkable. She has scrapes and deep cuts that have scarred over. Nothing iodine or laceration glue couldn’t fix (Yes, including the wounds she got from getting beat up). Cheryl likes the sting of alcohol and iodine on her wounds. Hates gauze. Does not like it when it sticks to the skin 😬

Susannah

8. What do they wear to bed?

Ruffly nightdresses she makes herself. The designs are reminiscent of the Regency Era. If Odile or “Alice” or Ophelia ever ended up staying with the Todds at their farm, Susannah’s going to gift her some of these 🥹💕 She knows they aren’t Ophelia’s style but she’ll assure her they’re very comfy.

12. It’s a rainy day, what will they do cooped up inside all day?

She’s rushing out to take the laundry off the line, and then settles on cleaning indoors. Once her usual chores are done, she’ll find time to mend her siblings clothes while listening to the radio. If Darrell or Judah are around, she’ll watch a movie with them. Their choices are always full of romance and incredibly melodramatic. Of course, she grabs the remote to skip the kissing/intimate scenes for Judah’s sake.

17. What’s their favorite time of the year and why?

Spring! Around the time for Easter. She finds everything so symbolic and beautiful, with all the flowers blooming again. She usually goes all out on Easter Sunday. The meals are more extravagant than on Thanksgiving or Christmas, and the house is decorated with flowers, chocolate/painted eggs, and little banners Salome made!

46. Do they have a sweet tooth?

Oh, she loves cakes and pies! But she’s careful not to eat too much because she’s very conscious about her weight.

[bubblegum-blackwood]

Since I keep seeing stuff about the new adaptation of TVC, I decided to re-watch the old one, so here's my thoughts on Interview with the Vampire (1994) the second time around:

I find it hilarious how book!Daniel was terrified out of his mind the whole time while movie!Daniel has such swagger

Jeez you can tell from the get-go that Brad Pitt hated acting in this. (Meanwhile it's so obvious that Tom Cruise had so much freaking fun. So much.)

I will never forgive the movie for getting rid of Paul de Pointe du Lac in favour of "wah my wife died in childbirth" like I get that that's shorthand for "cis white boy sad" and they only had two hours but STILL

I'll never understand the choice to have the statue’s eyes open. It's just weird lol

i'M QuiTe FoND oF LooKiNG aT CRuXiFiXeS

Why is there more than one coffin, Lestat? WHY IS THERE MORE THAN ONE COFFIN LESTAT -

"Read her thoughts." "I can't." "Eh." That little shruggy hand gesture is everything to me.

(this isn't the one I was talking about, although this is just as good - I can't find a GIF for the quote I chose lol)

Wow. Okay. Forgot about the little "voodoo" ritual Louis's slaves have there. Could have gone without that.

Love the way Louis wields that flaming torch like a rapier. Very elegant, very hot (pun intended).

"We're in a nice, filthy cemetery. Does this make you happy?" fhesiofwne the sass - (btw the above GIF is of this scene)

The smug look Lestat gives when he knows the baby-trapping has worked gosh how does anyone hate on Tom Cruise’s acting he got it DOWN like -

"I prefer Creoles to Yankees, their democratic flavour doesn't suit my palate" why does Lestat have to commit to the French nobleman act this hard? (I know it's not just an act but really he does fill the role perfectly)

THE RUFFLY PURPLE COAT GDOSX

I forgot about Claudia sitting in her bed surrounded by her dolls and casually drawing a naked woman -

GO OFF GIRL! GET IT CLAUDIA! I will never not be impressed with Kirsten Dunst's performance in this. She stole the show. The rage, the coldness, the sophistication, the gleeful cruelty - she nailed it.

The hurt, the betrayal, the slight fear in Lestat's eyes here . . . I will never be over Tom Cruise's acting in this scene.

"He will never let us go." "Oh. Really?" *smirk* Like I said, Kirsten Dunst was amazing in this.

"A beautiful woman with endowments you'll never possess" I literally said "wow" out loud. Holy fuck Lestat that was a low blow.

Hmm floating up against the ceiling while on fire, now where have I seen that before?

As much as I resent the movie depriving us of Louis and Claudia's vampire hunter days, I have to admit that the montage of all of Claudia's sketches was actually a really clever transition.

I saw something once about how clothing tells its own story in IWTV because even though Claudia stays the same she slowly starts dressing more and more like an adult of whatever time period they're currently in and I really do appreciate that detail.

Anne Rice really deprived us of some sexy Spanish lover vampires and it shows with how tantalizing the little glimpse we get of Banderas!Armand is

Ah, the Theatre des Vampires scene. They really nailed the dumb goth drama and I gotta respect this movie for that.

Random woman in the audience being like MONSIEUR VAMPIRE TAKE ME I ADORE YOU if that ain't all of us -

Who else wants to Armand to hug them like this?

"So you have answers?" "So you have questions?" *he responds before Louis is even done talking, maybe a bit too much eagerness in his voice* If Antonio Banderas nailed anything about Armand, it's the thirst.

Damn the way Banderas's wig moves it's so thick and silky and long and *chef's kiss*

I wanna know how historically accurate these costumes are lol

Imagine being Brad Pitt and having to sit in a coffin and scream at a camera that's inches from your face lol

Okay but I love how Louis tips the candles backward into the coffins without even a backward glance

This is not in the movie but I just remembered that canonically the plot of land that the Theatre was on is still under Lestat's name to this day and I love that.

"What if all I have is my suffering? My regret?" *implying that he doesn’t want to move on from it* Damn Louis needs therapy and Armand is not that (because he needs it too lol)

Louis going to the theatre and watching Nosferatu is something I will never be over

Rule number one of being a vampire: always dress well

Louis disturbed a bat and the subtitles said [SCREE SCREE]

Say what you will about how they changed the ending of the movie from the book but Lestat jumping into Daniel's car and just saying "I assume I need no introduction" is iconic okay