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#like i also love onyx! and a bunch of other ocs!
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man i gotta figure out what to do with juyun :/ he’s one of my absolute fave ocs but his gw2 version is kinda boring which makes me sad! also here is a couple pics of him bc i know that helps me to remember what character ppl are talking about lol
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so like, og juyun is the god of beauty in his world, and him being a literal god while eless is Just Some Guy, is something i try to keep the vibe of in most aus i make. so eless is a charr, and i made her from the olmakhan bc her family, and her decision to leave her family, is also important to her character. meanwhile, juyun is a norn in the order of whispers. and like, that’s all i gave him?? and like, there is the fact that he’s from mainland tyria and eless has been relatively isolated her whole life, that sort of fits their dynamic, but i want juyun to be more special 🥺 he’s my special little beautiful boy 🥺
so like, i have three ideas rn. i ended up rambling a bit, so here’s a quick list: juyun becomes aurenes champion/branded by aurene, juyun is actually a saltspray dragon, or juyun is an avatar of lyssa (could also be an avatar of a spirit of the wild, but idk which one)
the rest of my thoughts and rambles are below the cut
first is that he gets branded by aurene. the vibes fit him SO well, like god!juyun literally has opalescent skin, so aurene crystals are sooooo perfect for him. the issue tho, is idk why he’d be branded. like, i could go the route of him being aurene’s champion, but then i’d have to figure out who the commander is. i wouldn’t want it to be onyx cuz they’re from different stories for me? so it’s like. they shouldn’t know each other. having eless be the commander would be So Good, bc that lets me have them interact a LOT and i Love Them. but then i have to deal with the fact that she’s from elona so idk how she’d get to mainland tyria at the right time to become the commander :/ like, it could work? but it would almost be easier to make her from the legions, and that doesn’t feel right to me…
my second idea is that juyun could be a saltspray dragon! i like this bc the color scheme and vibes fit him really well, and bc he’s literally meant to be (half?) korean, so him having a direct link to cantha is cool. like, norn can be asian and stuff, but it’s mostly just looks at that point? anyway, the issues i run into here is that idk if all saltspray dragons can shapeshift? like there’s kuunavang/navan obvi, but idk about the others? and i don’t know a ton about the saltspray dragons in general, tho i think that’s just bc there’s not a lot to know? i also then have to decide if he left cantha, bc if he didn’t, then he and eless meet WAY late in the story. and if he DID leave, then i gotta figure out how, when, and why he did.
my last idea is that maybe he’s like. an avatar or something? i thought about him being linked to one of the spirits of the wild, but idk what one it would be, yknow? but then he could be an avatar of one of the six? like, he is sooo similar to lyssa! he’s literally a mesmer and i already associate him with illusions, glamours, and masks. the only issue here is that idk why he’d be here. like. i looked into avatars on the wiki a lil bit, but i still feel like i don’t know enough >:/
honestly, i think both the saltspray dragon and avatar ideas are stopped only by the fact that i don’t feel like i know enough. i think a lot of that is cuz i didn’t play gw1? (technically i played the free trial cuz my cousin played it, but that doesn’t really count) then again, i could always just. make stuff up. i can fill in blanks with whatever hand-wavey stuff i want! except that i’m rly indecisive lol and i like having characters like this be as canon-compliant as possible :(
returning to juyun as aurenes champion though, i think it might work the best? like, eless could have left the olmakhan and elona during the personal story. maybe juyun does the like, 10-50 story, and then eless shows up as part of the priory? and eless becomes the commander, and juyun is just like, there to help out. and then with lws2, maybe they split up? so juyun goes after the egg, while eless does something else? then again they don’t need to split up i think, cuz aurene could still just choose juyun.
so like, i think champion!juyun would be the easiest to figure out, but then his ‘special-ness’ takes a while to happen. saltspray!juyun gives him ties to cantha, but idk if it makes sense for there to be another saltspray dragon that can transform, and that he’d want to look like a norn. avatar!juyun is the most similar to his og version, but idk a lot about the gods and their avatars, and it being so similar might be a lil boring.
mm i think i might be leaning towards champion tbh, with saltspray dragon coming in second for now
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orcathedorka · 6 months
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Hey there!! I’m new to tumblr and I don’t use it much, but here’s a little bit about me!! <3
My Strawpage: https://orcathedorka.straw.page
Here’s some socials that I use more: https://toyhou.se/OrcaTheDorka https://youtube.com/@OrcaTheDorka?si=Nvq_36NpkLbBbvF9
Discord: orcathedorka
Names: Orca, Orchid, Orcs (if you’re close)
Gender: Female
Pronouns: She/Her
Birthday: may 18
DMs: Open! <3
Other: I’m an ENTJ-T, (a commander,) 8w7 (leader), and a challenger. I admit I get really pissed or stubborn/rude at times but I’m well controlled and I’m very persistent.
Interests: Call of Duty, Subnautica, The Amazing Digital Circus, marine biology, history, some politics (i’m not pissy about that shit i just like debating and learning about the world), dystopian/apocalyptic things, indie games (especially iron lung), Divergent, the Hunger Games, Wings of Fire, Shadow and Bone, the Giver, and a bunch of other movies!! so please talk to me if you like that stuff!!
I rlly like Black Sabbath, Metallica, phonk and AC/DC <3
I ALSO LITERALLY LOVE TALKING ABOUT MY OCS AND OTHERS!! There’s a whole world to them and I love rambling about it and talking about other people’s characters and worlds as well! All my OCs are mainly object heads I love them so much arrghhh
Anyways that’s it! Feel free to talk to me I don’t bite ^_^ <33
Check out @z0n1ch3dg3h0g , @clock-onyx , and @corkylecorko they are all so cool ong
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hansolmates · 4 years
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pairing; popular!jk x normie!reader summary; you are way out of jungkook’s league. Or is it the other way around? genre/warnings; self-deprecating language, your typical college!au, jungkook is a piner, shy!oc, oc just wants some damn pizza, maaa yyybeeee eventual fwb 2 lovers au, oc is also a little cold-cutie but who can blame them, dang how did this get so angsty? this is comparable to cher’s reflection arc in clueless–jk’s a doof in this one :((( w.c; 494 a/n; hi feel like making a baby update hope you’re having a lovely week! [masterlist]
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“Hi,” Jungkook catches up to you the Monday after class. 
“Hey, Jeon,” you reply with a stiff smile, pulling a bill out of your pocket and making a beeline to the nearest vending machine. 
He tries to strike up the topic as casually as possible. He leans against the vending machine, muscles trained and poised to lean against the hunk of metal as attractively as possible. His shoulder bumps against it, and he crosses one leg over the other. 
“So, you really came through with the presentation.” 
“Why wouldn’t I?” you laugh to yourself, eyes glittering over the King-Sized Kit-Kat, “of course I’d hard carry my team, my grade is on the line here.” 
God, you’re so attractive. You’re not even doing anything. Gaming lingo is a weakness. Kit-Kats are a weakness. And he’s soft for you in your soft sweater that’s bunching up at the wrists as your fingers reach for the confection underneath. 
“How was the party?” you ask. 
“Was good,” Jungkook blurts, excited that you wanted to talk about his weekend, “good turnout, lots of people. Our sister sorority came out and had this massive tub of suds and just filled the pool. Hoseok was totally wasted and mooned the whole team! And then on Saturday we had this big tournament with the nearby university and it was all fun and games but the crowd went wild when I got this really good shot at the second half. The cheerleaders did this really crazy routine—” 
He cuts himself mid-sentence. You’re doing an impeccable job at looking interested, but he knows that you’re more interested in your candy bar. Your eyes are looking right at him, but at the same time not. Glazed over, you chew thoughtfully at your Kit-Kat, already half eaten. 
“That’s nice, Jeon,” you reply in a small, kind voice, “glad you had a good weekend. Sounds like you had a good time all on your own.” 
This weakens him. Do you really not like him? 
He doesn’t know how to get a good read on you, in fact he isn’t sure that he’ll get the opportunity to know how to read you. So in a moment of self-defense, he scoffs. Crossing his arms, he blows air into his onyx bangs and looks down at you with a little smirk. 
“Yeah, I did,” he quips, pulling out his phone to scroll the endless amount of unread messages, “got a couple numbers this past weekend, too.” 
“Then, you should answer them instead of me,” your smile is like lightning. It’s quick and flashes straight into Jungkook’s heart. Crumpling the finished wrapper, you toss it into the garbage. “I’ll see you next week.” 
Again, you melt between his fingers. A feeling so warm and fleeting he misses it as soon as you’re gone. It’s then he realizes how stupid he was. His phone lowers in defeat.
He forgot to tell you that his weekend would’ve felt complete with you in it. 
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geekys-corner · 3 years
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Mind listing the OCs/personas and a couple facts about them? (Might help with questions lol)
Sure! I’ve written 16 below lmao *sticks in a read more*
Anthony - Originally my version of Anti, he’s now a sweet bean who really likes plants. In his backstory and the start of his story, he was found in a tiny pocket dimension inside his old apartment while he and the place around him fell into disrepair with the only thing truly alive being his plants. After losing his entire family, he was very fragile and hurt himself quite a bit, but my other characters rescued him and nursed him back to health and stability!
Onyx - My angsty punk dude who I adore. He is on the autistic spectrum and is mostly non-verbal, once going 4 months without speaking before breaking the silence to tell his best friend that Viggo Mortenson broke his toe in that one scene in Lord of the Rings. They have a twin sister who is 13 minutes older and a firm witch while he is a firm nonbeliever. Sometimes he goes to the junkyard with a baseball bat to let out their anger.
Leon - His backstory is very dark so I won’t get into it, but he’s a very shy bean with one arm and a love for sewing. He has the fluffiest light pink hair, and is just the embodiment of pastel.
Kyle - The older brother of the duo! He’s friends with Onyx and also has a punk look with spiked blue hair, but he’s an absolute sweetheart! He’s eight years older than his brother, and ran away with him when he was a newborn to escape their abusive mother. He raised Joey on his own in the streets, escaping care systems that would split them apart and shove them in to foster homes, and grew up to be completely independent, albeit unaware of what it is like to have a loving family besides his brother. He may be quick to resort to fight or flight to protect his brother and grumpy to strangers, but he’s built them a good life!
Joseph - The little brother! Joey is a smart little kid, (ranging from 10 - 14 depending) with very bright ginger hair and freckles. He’s on the far side of the autistic spectrum and is completely nonverbal, but he’s very expressive, spunky, and loving whenever he’s able to. He adores peanut butter and milkshakes, and would very happily have them six times a day. While he can’t speak, he will send Kyle countless facts from astronomy or marine life through text at any time of day or night. He’s always seen in his blue skateboarding frog hoodie, a beetle backpack filled with his supplies, and his headphones and tablet. He loves to draw and he’s great at it, and always draws sharks, especially whale sharks.
Caelan - Another punk, but this time in bird form. He is a griffin, and in some AUs a dude with prosthetic feet. He has messy blond hair covering his eyes and is based around an Egyptian falcon. He’s very quick witted and very annoying to people who don’t know him, but would go to hell and back for his family. 
Marioma - The model of a modern major general- this dude is the only one like him, meaning he has no AU counterparts! He’s different from my other characters since he’s technically self-aware, and acts in my stories if and when I want him to! He’s a grumpy, determined dude who’s trying to quit smoking per request of his boyfriend, Arthur. Before him, he was a sly, hardened, and cunning man who needed someone to rely on who wouldn’t die on him.
Arthur - Foster fails: 5. He owns a bookstore in the universe he inhabits and, just like Mari, he’s one of a kind! He lives the ideal rainy city aesthetic, with an apartment above his store with open windows, plants, cosy blankets and homemade food, handmade clothing, and animals. He’s got curly hair and his scarf is his comfort item, and he takes in animals if and when he can. He and Mari just live a comfortable life :’)
Clyde - A duo with Anthony, he was originally a version of Henrik, but is now completely different. This boy is a classic OC and therefore my teenage angst punching bag. He’s a doctor in his husband Lucas’ mafia, and is very strong-willed and the biggest sweetheart. He has water powers that I always forget about, and could very easily drown someone if he wanted to. Besides that, he does cry a lot over small things, and Lucas has walked in on him crying over their cat in a business-tie.
Levi - If he and Clyde fused, they’d make Henrik. He’s my 55 year old doctor who just the embodiment of grumpy cat and expresso. He’s very lanky and has joint problems after trauma in his late 20s, and sometimes you can hear his bones cracking as he walks. He has, can, and will slap the sense into Clyde when he needs to and hated him to begin with, but warmed up to him. But, he’s completely different to his husband Sage, and in the end, is a very caring guy who won’t take any shit. He’s also therapist, and gives sessions to most of my OCs- (he’s also the doctor at the end of Don’t Leave! Dr Allison!)
Tyrell (Cloak) - So I split the same OC into two halves, essentially from two AUs but in one? They’re not twins, they’re the same guy with separate families but they’re the same. They’re both POC with the same face, hair texture etc. Cloak-Ty is very grumpy, and is called Cloak because of the cloak he wears in his fantasy-based AUs! He wears an eye patch and lost his eye depending on the AU, and went through a lot. You can tell he’s angsty because half of his hair is buzzed off. He tried to push away his now-husband Demitri, but luckily he’s an absolute himbo who doesn’t know when to quit, and eventually melted through the icy layer to a loving, sarcastic, hard-working man.
Tyrell (Ponytail) - Same as above description wise! He’s taller and buff with a ponytail. He went through the same backstory, but was found by Daniel who took him to Lucas’ mafia where they recovered together and eventually fell in love. Half of his face is badly burned and the eye has pin-hole vision, but it doesn’t stop him from being the best sniper on the team. When at home, he loves tea, hanging with his family, and painting. He’s amazing at watercolour and earns money on the side from selling his work! Sometimes he and Dan team up and draw together!
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Wayde - He lives in the Winter Forest Region and hunts for his family with his exceptional archery skills. He’s witty and pretty spontaneous, making him good under pressure, but incredibly reckless. He has a bad claw scar across his right eye which cuts into his hair, but he can see just fine! He has beautiful green eyes with central heterochromia, so they turn brown in the centre. While he may be annoying and hot-headed, he cares a whole bunch and grows as a person to fall in love with Milo. He’s a hopeless romantic and protective as all hell, even when Milo can handle himself just fine.
Felicity - She wasn’t born in the WFR like Wayde, she was adopted by her two mothers and is Wayde’s cousin! She’s a POC with beautiful dark skin, and her parents style her hair in unique braids that are decorated by gold rings. She’s a magic user and a very skilled one at that, even when she’d just started out, and wishes to revive the old form of magic that had been taken over by the modern, corrupted magic form that’s based entirely on nepotism. She uses a staff and a book, and is clumsy to start out, but soon becomes a mage to be admired, or feared if you’re an enemy!
Milo - Unlike Felicity and Wayde, he was born in the desert region, and ends up in the WFR by mistake (which is a vast change in temperature for him). Because of the contrast in temperature, he’s always wrapped up in winter clothes, even in places where the others are sleeveless, just because he’s spent his whole life in the heat! When he’s at home, he lives with his Mother and goes out to collect lightning glass after the nightly storms to sell and turn into jewellery or windows etc. Milo was born deaf and uses sign language to communicate. He’s smart, energetic, and excited to see new things, but can handle himself with ease, and knows how to take care of himself through quick thinking and fighting skills from living in the desert. When he and Wayde start dating, he likes coming up behind him and cuddling him or giving him quick kisses!
Prism - Much like their name, they are very colourful. They are a dragon hybrid and live in a kingdom of others like them, but unlike any other dragon, their scales are - like their name - prisms. They gradient between rainbows across their body, but each scale has a rainbow shimmer when they move. Their wings are like stained glass, and their hair (as of now, it might change) is like labradorite! Prism is mute and doesn’t express much, usually communicating through eye rolls. They live as the King’s new heir after he took them in as he believes Prism is the symbol of their kingdom and species’ beauty. Because of this, they are completely untouched by any blade and don’t have a single blemish or scar as to preserve them. Many guards have died to prevent them from obtaining even the slightest scratch. Beyond their anxiety, they join the crew and act as the voice/sign of reason! Even if they are assigned to their kingdom, they soon learn that their friends truly care about them more than their appearance.
That’s most of my OCs, this is already super long so I don’t want to drag it on! If anyone is interested in any OC, feel free to drop an ask, I’d love to write one shots or answer questions! <3 ^^
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angelguk · 4 years
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another prerequisite to the things i never told you fic that is coming [eventually]. i do suggest u read this or else oc’s behaviour/reactions will not make sense in the main fic. kinda angsty. jeongguk is mean. jeongguk’s girlfriend is mean. listen to being freezed by heize. 1.8k.
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He’s late. You should have expected that. And yet, it still stings; an odd pain tightly gripping your heart as a gentle autumn breeze whispers through the air. Sunlight wanes against the worn brick pavements, splaying across your dirty sneakers, the shoelaces untethering themselves despite the firm knot you’d tugged them into before sprinting up the hill where you promised to meet. You tap your feet against the ground, the pounding that your soles make harmonising with the erratic beating of your heart. His present is clenched between your tense fingertips, the crinkle of plastic melting into the rustle of leaves. They sway gently above your head, courtesy of the zephyr that settles over the hill. You hope he likes it. You’d taken time out of your exhausting high school schedule to thread together his bracelet. Lilac, violet and a dash of white flowing through the amateur design. His favourite colour is purple. Or at least that’s what you can recall. You don’t remember the last time you had a full conversation with Jeongguk - despite him being your best friend.
And it was all because of her.
Even the thought of her name has your heart plummeting to your gut, your fingertips taut around the plastic bag that contains his presents. There was also a new sketching pad and a bunch of expensive colour pencils you’d forked your savings over for bumping inside the bag, hopefully not rumpling the card you'd made for him. But it was worth it. You know how much Jeongguk likes to draw. But you don’t know if he’d appreciate these gifts as much as you think he would have if she wasn’t in the picture. Jeongguk has changed, drastically, since he’d started seeing her. From the way he styled his hair to his interests - little by little the things you knew and adored about your best-friend gradually vanished, replaced by a person who was virtually a stranger to you. Sometimes you go whole days without seeing him, he’d even swapped seats with a classmate to be closer to his viper of a girlfriend. She’d been so smug when you’d walked into class to find nosy Yongsun as your new seatmate instead of seeing Jeongguk planted in the chair whose leg he’d carved his name into at the start of the year with a sheepish grin tugging at his petal pink lips. You had felt her eyes boring into your head, and when you snuck a glimpse at her direction (right in front of the class where she could suck up to the teacher; a position that Jeongguk had always abhorred) you couldn’t miss the sly upturn of her lips. Jeongguk would have seen it too, if he wasn’t so busy writing her a stupid cheesy love note. 
He would have seen a lot, if he bothered to pay attention.
You’d only showed up to the hill because this was your tradition, something she hadn’t been able to taint with her toxicity just yet. There’s only a slither of hope inside of you that believes he’ll show up. But you stay regardless, because it’s your best-friends birthday and you’ll be damned if you let some girl who’d only shown up in the middle of the school year take this away from you too.
It’s the rough pedalling of a bicycle that yanks you from the pit of despair that you’re currently wallowing in. Jeongguk’s face appears around the bend a second later, soft brown curls ruffled by the wind that wipes around his frame. He’s still got his school uniform on, white sleeves rolled up the elbow and his navy tie loosened from its hold. It’s a stark contrast to the sweatpants and knitted jersey you’d tossed on after coming from school before hurrying to the hill. And then her face pops up from behind his, the dark bangs cut across her forehead unmoving even with the breeze whistling around you.
You don’t say anything, the greeting you were about to mutter caught in your throat. Instead, your gaze follows them cautiously, watching the disdainful look his girlfriend gives you as she halts her bike behind Jeongguk’s.
“Hi,” Your best-friend says. He even sounds different. It makes your heart ache violently.
“Hey Jeongguk,” You return, praying he doesn’t note the waver in your tone. And then you throw her a glance. “Hi, Minjoo.”
She doesn’t say anything in response. Apparently, her nails are more interesting than acknowledging your presence. What’s worse is that Jeongguk doesn’t even bat an eyelid at her behaviour.
“Happy birthday!” You try instead, gaze flickering back to Jeongguk. But your heart drops when you find him sending you the same air of disinterestedness emitting from Minjoo. “I haven’t even seen you today! How are you?”
“I’m fine, just busy.” You hate how monotone his response is. “How are you?” That simple question is enough. Something to show you that he still cares. You hang onto it like a fish caught on bait.
“Exhausted, dude. I have so much to tell you. Where are we going for dinner? The stories I have have to be told over food.” Birthday dinner was part of your tradition. Exchange gifts on the hill, share anecdotes over food, spend way too much at the arcade before moving to linger at the park until sundown and then crash at each other’s house (at yours on your birthday and at Jeongguk’s on his). It wasn’t extravagant or wild. It was simple. Like your relationship. Nothing complicated. Just the two of you together, enjoying each other’s company.
The silence that spans between the two of you indicates that, for the first time, in the sixteen years you’d know Jeongguk, that something was complicated.
He scratches the nape of his head first, bottom lip caught between his lip as he thinks of a way to navigate through the problem that you’re still unaware of. If it’s Minjoo’s presence, you can work through that, an assurance already drifting from your lips. You don’t know why she hates you. But if she’s the girl that Jeongguk loves, you’ll tolerate it. He’s your best friend, after all, the person you cherish the most. You’ll just have to learn to find the things that Jeongguk loves about her with your own eyes. You’ll get there eventually. You know you will. Because you don’t know what your life would without Jeongguk. 
But then he glances back at Minjoo, who’s staring at him impatiently, rapping her long nails against the metal handle of her bike and you sense that something is off. Very off.
“Are we not going out?” You softly murmur, intentionally putting emphasis on the ‘we’ as your eyes flicker between their unreadable faces. Their eyes are speaking full-length paragraphs to each other but you don't understand what any of their weighted gazes mean, the look Minjoo is giving Jeongguk practically indecipherable. “Are we going to eat at your mom’s? That’s okay! I haven’t seen your mom in a while.” You stand up without thinking, your sneakers shuffling the fallen copper leaves around, a resounding crunch emitting from your steps. Minjoo stares at you like you’re dirt for doing that. 
“Um…” Jeongguk eyes are apologising when the words aren’t even out of his mouth yet. They’re round, innocent, gaze anywhere but on you. “We already have plans.”
It’s clear, immediately, that that we doesn’t include you.
“Oh.” Your voice is meek even to your own ears, a strange small sound that makes your heart crumble inside of you. “Okay. That’s fine. You can just take your present then.”
He plucks it out of your hands, not even bothering to peer inside, feet already moving to place themselves on the pedals of his bike. Minjoo’s already turning her own bike away, bone straight onyx hair staring back at you, shoulders triumph in a manner that makes the pain gripping your heart spread across your chest, gaze swimming with the torrent of tears that you’re furiously blinking away. 
It’s not fine. It’s not fine at all.
“Jeongguk!” You catch him before he speeds off, Minjoo already flying down the worn pathway. Her silence isn’t missed.
“What?” He spits the word out like you’re a nuisance. It takes everything in you not to punch him right across his pretty face.
“We need to talk.” The words wobble into each other, tone quivering with the tears you swallow.
“Now?” He ruffles his hair again, an exasperated sigh floating from his lips. There’s a sly eye roll that you catch instantly. Your heart lurches sharply in your chest.
“Yes now.” 
“Can’t it wait? Minjoo’s planned something and she’ll get mad at me if I mess it up.” The impatience in his voice is palpable. You really want to punch him in the face. It’s alright for him to suddenly abandon a tradition that both of you treasure, at the drop of a hat all for some even that his annoying girlfriend planned for him? And she’s allowed to get annoyed about him messing the surprise up while you’re meet to just swallow the sudden despondency that sits heavy on your chest? 
“It can’t wait.” You try to be firm, but like the autumn leaves that hang loosely from the branches above, your resolve is weak. It crumbles, when he settles on his bike, huffing loudly, a frown marring his features. And you hear her voice, frill as she screeches his name. She’s a banshee, a bringer of misfortune and pain. Some part of you wants to sew her mouth shut. That part grows bigger when you note how his back straightens and his eyes widen, feet faltering back to the pedals of his bike.
“Later.” Jeongguk dismisses you. “We’ll talk later. I don't want to fight with you right now.”
And then he’s off, swift with his movements, a hurry that indicates trepidation driving his frame further and further away.
You plop back down on the bench, fists clenched with the ire that blazes inside of you. You ball your hands into your lap, blink away the sudden heat you feel in your face and try not to dwindle on the fact that Jeongguk didn’t even thank you for the present. Or look at it. Or even pretend to care. It hurts. More than you expect it too. You wish you could erase it, all of it. Especially Minjoo. How she’s managed to worm her way into Jeongguk’s life and rip him right from your fingertips is lost on you. But it’s becoming clear now, how little Jeongguk values the relationship you have. If he even cared in the slightest, he would have stayed to listen. Faced whatever consequence Minjoo would have waiting for him with valiance. But with how fast he scrambled, it’s evident Jeongguk didn’t think it was worth it. You weren’t worth it. Not anymore. 
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synoxshots · 3 years
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As it’s swoop racing season and I am the mother to a bunch of criminals, this is the definitive answer to where my ocs would end up:
Blatant Beks - 100% where Jayma would be. She likes fires and explosions basically, it’s a match made in heaven. Onyx would probably also be a Bek, it just feels like a better fit for him than the other teams, bounty hunter solidarity maybe (all those missiles, it’s basically the same thing). 
Pit Screamers - Qiren is a show off and so it’s her natural home, she lives for having everyone watching her and the cheers of the crowd and will happily play up to it. And I even wrote a swoop racing fic for her so it must be true. Obv Paxton isn’t my oc but he would probably pop up here too.
Horizons Razor - Ticcer would be a Razor for sure, he may love showing off but he also loves raw speed (he now has The Fast title, maybe eventually I’ll get him up to Speed Demon). A habit from his speeder-stealing days, just have to grab them and go quick. Ev’aari would probably be a Razor too I feel, I can imagine her having a go at swoop racing. 
still figuring out where Mr Ex-Professional Swoop Racer Theron Shan would fit, but I’m edging towards the Razors with him too
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Between Wolves & Doves, Chapter Five; Moonlight
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Author: @punk-in-docs​ & @adamsnackdriver​
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Trigger Warnings: !!! Violence and gore in this chapter !!! As-well as graphic mentions of death - yeah Kylo’s a hungry boi. Gets a bit deathy when he’s around.
Synopsis: Vampire!Kylo x OC love story. Inspired by BBC’s Dracula. Also inspired by Austen’s Pride & Prejudice.
He’s been stalking this earth long since civilizations can possibly fathom. Before records even began. He sneers at the fact that this pitiful young world has only just begun to see his reign of it.
He’s dined with moguls, emperors, princes. He’s consorted with bloodthirsty ruthless Queens in their courts, and whispered into the ears of powerful King’s, whose names still echo through millennia.
In his myriad of centuries gifted to his immortal self he’s been many many things. He’s been a lowly pauper. A crusading knight. An assassin. A sell sword. A soldier. A wanderer. A simpering suitor and a voracious unyielding lover. Aimlessly lost in time- besieging this earth. Ripping it apart and drinking what’s left.
He was made in the hinterland between snow and dirt and pine trees. Crusted with ash and blood and gouged from battle. Born anew. Sired from the hell-mouth of war. He was made in 789 AD.
He’ll come undone, one bitter winter night, in England, in 1816.
~ ~ 🥀  ~ ~
Not two days later and the Ashton’s are bid to the Phillips to dine.
 They are all in Westwell’s meagre foyer. Mother is fussing with Fathers cravat knot. Posy and Flora are fighting over who gets sole use of the looking glass. They tease at the spilling curls of their hair, they pinch at their cheeks to make them pinker.
 They’d already been scrapping all afternoon over who got to wear Iris’s sapphire earrings. Their screeches rang like sharp little butterflies all throughout the house. Posy won the battle for the gems in the end of all things. Iris stayed well out of it. She bid good fortune to the winner.
 She’s dressed tonight in another one of her ‘’matrimony inducing’ gowns. According to her mother. But she won’t deny it is a very pretty piece. It sits daintily rasped just off her shoulders, with three-quarter length sleeves. Indian silk fabric, the colour of dusky robin egg blue. It makes her hair look more brilliant, according to their local dressmaker, as she flapped swatches around Iris’s ears to help her mother make a choice.
 The neckline at the back drapes low to a row of matching blue buttons marching down her spine. Julia helped tease the teal silk ribbon Posy secured her, into her low done coiffure. Which sat braided and low at the back of her neck. Silver pins shining among the tumble of her dark hair.
 This wasn’t a ball and she could gladly forgo gloves. She’s wearing pearl drops from her earlobes. And mother insisted on a draping necklace around her throat. Simple silver necklace. With an oval aquamarine beryl, and a freshwater pearl dropping off it. It sits low in her clavicle and mother ensured the cut of her dress was low. Drawing attention to Iris’s shoulders and her comely bosom.
 She does as she’s bade - as ever. She steals a second in the mirror to check her coiffure. Now Posy and Flora are by the door, arguing over slippers and slipping the dainty things on their feet. Spitting fury at each other.
 Iris toys with her hair just for a second in the glass. At the wispy muddy bits that curl in front of her ears. She plucks them out of the hair arrangement. Aswell as one gentle curl down the nape of her neck. She lets it rest there. Clasping delicately at her skin.
 The care-worn face of her beleaguered father appears behind her in the looking glass reflection. With his greying rust hued hair, his squared fashionable sideburns and his tired, deep eyes the colour of jade marble.
 He loosens the linen knot his wife had just pinched tighter around his neck. His eyes warm like a sun baked green meadow when he peers at his eldest. Wrinkles bunch and crease at his eyes and at his mouth when he smiles. He had such a ruddy, open face.
 “You look very well tonight my dear.” He comments softly. Tugging at his tight collar. Fixing his green velvet lapels. Iris smiles at her father.
 He always was the gentle backbone of encouragement to her. Never once raised his voice to her. He never seemed to grow angry or vexed. Or have a swing of a temper. Those nasty sharp attitudes belonged solely and respectively to her mother. She’s the one who shouts and snipes. Father remains taciturn.
 “Thankyou, papa.” Iris beams at him. Turning around as he handed her, her indigo blue cloak. Iris seemed to be the one he favoured. Posy and Flora have slithers of acerbity in their temperaments, like mama. Iris seemed to flourish after his more witty and lenient nature.
 She brushes the lapels of his bottle green jacket down. Eyed the fraying seam that’s been stitched up in his shoulder. The faded linen of his shirt. It almost makes her want to go through with this marital farce that’s being forced so thoroughly upon her.
 “You look very handsome tonight too, might I add.” She smiles. Adjusting his cravat for him. Loosening it from the choking noose mother had tied. “I know how little you care for the Phillips.” Iris smiles thankfully. Not letting mama hear.
 “Mrs Phillips is most agreeable. Her husband however? Most odious man alive. It seems all he can converse about is how cumbersome the grouse is this season.” He relents quietly.
 “I deem it unwise to try and escape the acquaintance now. Mama would quite have a fit.” Iris supposed. Hushing quietly as she soothes down the points of his collar.
 He gives her a sober smile of agreement. His conduct and his temper always so agreeably timid. Humble. Like waves breaking on the dashed sharp rocks. Always yielding.
 She finishes with his coat and he goes to pick up his hat from the stand in the foyer, nestled by the front door. Julia is just helping Mama shrug on her coat. And pin her purple and black trimmed shako hat on securely.
 She harshly jerks her calfskin black gloves up her wrists with tugging severely sharp motions. Her coat is trimmed with the same onyx and lilac as that of her hat. And her dress beneath is a punchy lavender mauve. And she’s wearing her black lace fichu around her neck in a matronly manner.
 Posy and Flora have gone for their best washed silk dresses. Trussed up like twins. Posy is in a muted sage-emerald. And Flora has gone for a waxy and humble tulip-orange. Both have a white lace trim at the waist from the new Belgian lace they bought. Dainty white slippers and stockings on their feet.
 “We must go now. The dratted carriage better be here soon, or else we’ll be late.” Mama snaps. Fussing with her coiffure. Issuing orders to the maid after their departure.
 If Iris was lucky enough to be spared this outing? And be in their positions. She knows where she’d be. Curled up in the oak farmhouse chair in the kitchen, book in hand, with a cup of chocolate nearby as she warms her toes near the stove.
 As it is; she’s off for an evening of white soup by candlelight, strict conversation and a dazzling staggering show of the Phillips wealth. One that will grind mama’s teeth that they can’t compete with such affluence. And one that will have Flora, Posy, and father bored to tears within minutes. Wanting to gouge their eyes out with the ivory soup spoons for something to do.
 Iris will not have the time to be bored; she will have to comport herself and display her loveliness to every eligible man in attendance.
 She is at the door pulling on her warm gloves when Posy and Flora skip happily up to their elder sister. Posy sing-songs something about Lord Ren. “Maybe your suitor is invited tonight, Iris?” She teases.
 Iris levels her a look. Father turns around with his solid brow shooting up to his hairline. “I didn’t know you had a suitor, my dear?” He supposed kindly.
 Iris jams an elbow into Posy’s ribs. “That’s because I do not have one-” She insists blithely. Growling intemperately at her pest of a sister.
 “She does! She does Papa! And she’s smitten.” Flora speaks up. The little tick. Iris tries to swat at her with her gloves.
 “You say this about any man who so much as glances in her direction. Posy.” Mother says. Stepping past them all.
 “We should be so lucky that one of them might form an attachment.” Mother mutters under her breath. Fixing her cuffs and stepping out the front door to see the carriage drawing up ready to escort them all to the Phillips’.
 Iris shares a look of teeth gritting annoyance and forbearance with her father. Who pats her shoulder and gives her one of his crinkly smiles of comfort.  She steps up into the cold box of the carriage via the step. Shoving herself far across on the bench.
 Posy and Flora ram themselves onto the same bench with Iris. Sharp little elbows and knees digging into their sister; complaining of the lack of room they had. Mother and Father sat opposite. Not speaking. Which was their normality. Her sisters squawks and fusses more than aptly filled the silence.
 It’s not long before her mother starts speaking at her father about the household gossip of the day. She seldom expected him to respond.
 “Simpson told me today we must hire a new pair of hands for seasonal work up at the farm soon. We can not afford such an expense and reliable staff is so hard to come by in winter. I heard the Norris’s lost one of their farm hands just last night...”
 Iris tries to pay attention over Posy and Flora’s inane squabbles about their washed silk embroidered shawls. Posy has lost hers yet again- Flora was the suspected thief.
 “Apparently they found the man not five paces from the local tavern in the ditch. He’d drunk a skinful and then got run down by a coach. The fool...” She comments. Iris turns to look at her parents.
 “That is unfortunate. Poor fellow.” Father remarks in a detached manner.
 “Mrs Bishop wrote to me today too. And according to her, a manservant in her employ has gone missing. Her hall boy. And another labourer from Milton Farm was found just this morning in the woods outside Pembleton. Frozen stiff with cold, reeking of Gin, and he’d been attacked for the coins in his pocket. I honestly don’t know what this world is coming too. Really I don’t.” She remarks.
 Iris doesn’t know why. But a coiling slither of a snake wraps around her spine and squeezes.
 She shivers. And more worryingly, she can’t go about placing exactly why...
 “Perhaps a wild animal is loose hereabout these parts?” Father speculated. Uninterested.
 Mother harrumphed a snort of displeasure. “I say men who fall afoul of too much drink deserve everything they get. It’s simply not decent.” She says snappily. Sniffing loftily. Hands crossed in her lap. Brushing imaginary sullying specs off her skirts.
 Because of course she’s the type of woman who thinks insobriety and being lost to drink rightfully deserves being torn to pieces.
 “I do hope they don’t invite Mrs Norris tonight. She’s such a trying woman. And her daughter is such a useless untalented chit.” Mother says to herself. Posy and Flora hop on into the gossip.
 Iris watches out the window. She admires up on the smudged glow of the full moon. Sat pearly and proud in a sky netted full of of bursting white stars. So cold. So beautiful. Untouchable. Shrouding the dark world in silver from miles and leagues and scores away. She can’t understand how people don’t see beauty in this.
 It may be a cold, pallid light. But she doesn’t think so. It’s the misty magical cyclops of the night sky. The governing beauty. The crowning keystone of it, in her view. Chariot of pearl.
 She lapses into simply watching the night woodland pass by. The shadowed gnarled trees curling up to the heavens. Snow and frost still biting the air. It was thawing somewhat. But it’s not vanished just yet. It still crawls up the trees and lurks at the hard ground.
 They arrive at the Phillips modest Manor House. Not two miles outside Pembleton. A most pretty house. Abutting the lane leading directly up next to the small local chapel.
 There’s pink rosevines dead in winter, but still smothering most of the front of the white stone house. A modest Georgian manor of thirty rooms. Windows big and square and shining gold onto the gravelled drive that their coach crackles and shifts over as they arrive. Chimneys proudly blaze smoke. And the place looks merry and set on welcoming guests to a delightful dinner.
 The Ashton’s are seen inside by the astute white wig clad butler. He takes their coats to the cloakroom, gives them to the footmen. And then shows them to the drawing room, the main parlour, where everyone is gathering. Fireplace making the room stuffy.
 Candlelight drips apricot blaze of every wall. The parlour is furnished in trims of green and cream. Trimmed with luxurious velvet. Large gilded gold terrace doors overlook the frosty manicured gardens. Mrs Phillips does so love her tea roses. The air in the garden chokes with them even in this deadening winter.
 They all graciously curtsey and bow to their hosts. Mama sits with Mrs Phillips and the other elder matrons. Mrs Phillips sits with her little toy poodle in her lap.
 The fluffy little thing drowning under the weight of a ridiculous big pink silk bow tied at its neck. Papa begrudgingly folds his hands behind his back and gets beckoned over for a glass of port with Mr Phillips. He sends a look of dismay at his eldest.
 Posy and Flora sit and gossip with their friend. Primrose Phillips. Their daughter. Iris stands alone. She wanders to admire the painting hung up by the terrace doors.
 She leans closer, admiring the dark tones of the painting. The brushwork and the detail of the of the still life captured. A case of flowers. It’s very remarkable. She wished her parents appreciated such art over austere sketches of county churches.
 Her spine suddenly alights with thrashing hot nerves. Like she’s been scorched by a candle flame and had the burn soothed straightaway with ice. It’s sharply powerful.
 She turns where she had her back to the fireplace and all the gossiping Mama’s. Her breath catches just a little at the sight of Lord Ren filling the white parlour doorway.
 Coming to bid his hosts a good evening. And his thanks at the invite. Mrs Phillips genially flatters the big man. He towers over all the elegant ladies sat down on their settees like some huge tall dark tree she imagines standing in some foreign forest. Massive and wide. Struck by lightning. Charred to dark cinders.
 His eyes gaze downwards, and his jaw grits as Mrs Phillips ineffectual little lap dog starts emitting a low yappy growl. Snarling at the sable haired Lord.
 It’s pathetic little maw pulling back over it’s tiny blunt slobbering teeth that gnash at him. Kylo raises a brow and looks down at the fetid creature.
 He spears a slicing glance right at it for barely a second and then it’s cowering away.
 Whimpering into its mistresses lap. Burying its head into her armpit and cowering. She’s cooing and fussing the awful snappy little thing. Promising it a plate of sweet meats, and a saucer of warm milk.
 “I do so apologise, Lord Ren. Such a contrary creature. For my Puffin is never usually so shy of strangers.” She offers in her pitchy high voice. Almost as squeaky as that of her dog.
 Hugging the intemperate thing and bouncing it in her lap, coddling it like a firstborn baby. Big silk rosebud bow fluttering in the air. Ugly scrunched up little face and nose of it hiding from him. The dog recognised now who the alpha in this room was.
 Kylo tilts up a fleeting corner of his mouth in an attempt at a courteous smile.
 “It’s nothing to apologise for, Ma’am. I am often cursed myself, with the same affliction of being wary of strangers.” He says in good humour. Making the ladies all titter laughter.
 Iris blushes when he looks away from them and nods his bowed parting. Turns to look across to her. Focuses. Vision concentrated solely on her.
 Those onyx gems of eyes settle on the back of that neck of hers. Slice into her. Lingering along the dip of the material that skimmed her fine shoulders and spilled down her shoulder blades.
 His gigantic frame is not subtle in striding a swathe across the candle lit parlour. Coming straight to her. Making no secret about who he favours. Opening them both up to the speculation of the whole room-
 He doesn’t care not even one bit.
 The cool shade of him passes over her shoulder. Her cheeks flushed and she turns and politely curtseys to him. A politely soft “Lord Ren.” Leaves her lips. She feels the hair on the back of her neck raise a little in excitement. Bristling to stand like needles.
 He smirks. His kind were the reasons humans had that tingling gut sense. That primal indicator of visceral fear. The hairs on the back of the neck existed solely for the simple reason that blood lusting creatures, demons, such as him walked this earth. She should learn to trust in those instincts more.
 Danger present more than ever. For now, there’s a devil at her shoulder.
 “Miss Ashton.” He greets simply. Hands composed behind his back. Big chest swells again. No part of this man is small. Every muscle is a huge slab, big and brutally built. Long strong plains of him at every turn.
 He takes her hand and kisses it. He’s not wearing gloves. Neither is she. His hands are ice- must be the cold out of doors, she thinks.
 Their bare hands touch for the first time. Skin on skin.
 It’s electrifying. Sparks skip and shimmer through them.
 He bites back a growl as he finally finally finally gets a nose full of her bare skin. Touches her hand. His nose nuzzles her flesh for a second.
 Just one scant second. And then he has to enforce every shred of willpower he owns and knows, in order to pull away.
 She’s as exquisite as he dreamt. As he lusted about. Her skin is the most dangerous thing about her. Because it’s the hardest thing he’s had to do to resist tasting more of it. The gorgeous scent and the salt of the bare skin. Hint of spicy lavender. Chalky bergamot soap she used. The fragrance of silk on her skin.
 Bewitching. Her scent sends a tremor through his usually dead spine.
 Tonight his garb as is midnight ink dark as it usually is. Velvet black waistcoat. Obsidian breeches and shining proud boots and brushed overcoat. With a cream cravat and a white shirt. Like the full moon out in that black sky tonight. Pearl trim backed with sable. His cravat diamond pin glitters - oddly enough - like a far off star.
 If he looks like a winters sky shrouded by a pearly moon. She looks the opposite. Her blue dress is the colour of the brightest searing shade of a summers sky. Her eyes made brilliant by it. And he likes the silk blue ribbon tumbled prettily into her hair. Like some stream trickling through a golden meadow on a midsummers eve.
 “If I may say, how beautiful you look tonight. Miss Ashton.” He smiles. Hands folded back once more. His wide chest puffing out freely. His intimidating size at its usual ferocity.
 She feels her cheeks heat a little more. “Thankyou your, Lordship.” She flusters. “I’m sure I deserve no such meaningful praise. It is only a plain silk dress.” She dismisses.
 “Made striking by she who wears it.” He insists. She smiles at her feet. Diverting the attention.
 “How is that big beautiful horse of yours?” She asks nicely. He smirks a little. His eyes are charcoal-honey from the the nearby candlelight. He likes her enquiry.
 “He is very well. Misbehaving himself plenty. And nearly threw me yesterday on account of mutiny and protest for want of more carrots.” He jokes.
 “Oh dear.” She laughs. “I seem to have caused dissension in your own stables.” She apologised. Sorry he almost got hurt.
 “He shouldn’t be too perturbed at me. I’m the only one who rides him out.” He offers.
 “I should like to ride more. We only have the two horses on the farm and they are often reserved for use in labour out in the fields. And there always seems far too many errands stacked against me to indulge in the pastime.” She tells.
 “Then I must beg you come over and use Erland as much as you should wish to. He is rather fond of you. And Hellford is a vast estate of which ride on. I should be delighted it gets use beyond someone other than myself.” He offers.
 “I thank you for the invitation. I’ve never fully seen all of Hellford.” She explains. “Only the front parlour and that was very long ago. I was only a little girl then.”
 “You must come again and honour it with another visit.” He concludes.
 “Hellford’s grounds are very handsomely kept. The rose gardens are exquisite. And there’s 4 acres of woodland with plenty of good riding routes. I’d be vastly happy to show you them, any time you should like.” His smile tipped a little at the corners. Breaking up the stoicism of his usually stern scowl.
 “That’s very kind. As long as you are sure it won’t interrupt any of your business endeavours.” She offers politely.
 “My business was concluded days ago. I’m most happily and currently at my own leisure.”
 She smiles in agreement. “That must be so relaxing.”
 Iris wished she had one day whereby she could be at her own peace. Do as she liked. Go wherever she wanted and not have anyone else’s expectations hanging over her like heavy nimbuses.
 “It has its merits.” He smiles lightly down at her. Before his eyes flicker to the painting over her shoulder that she was admiring.
 “There’s even a Velasquez in the foyer at Hellford. Just begging to admired by appreciative eyes.” He adds. Her face lights up.
 “I’ve never seen a real Diego Velasquez in person. Only pictures from books in my fathers study.” She says in amazement.
 “His ‘Los Barrochos’ hangs in my hallway.” Kylo says with a hint of pride. “Now you simply have to visit, to come see it. Purely on unselfish grounds, Miss Ashton. Just for the arts sake.” He smarts.
 She smiles back. Apples of her cheeks pinking up again. “I would be delighted. No art should go unappreciated after all. You’re quite correct.” She smiles with good natured levity.
 His eyes gleam almost warmly, with wickedly pleased satisfaction. Crushed charcoal and honey of his eyes are captivating to look into. To drown in. That’s exactly what she does.
 Across the parlour, where a whole gaggle of mama’s and daughters are watching the room, speculating about it. They weren’t aware, but many eyes were glued to Iris and Lord Ren.
 Posy and Flora shared a pleased giddy look that the first time they’ve actually seen the severe man almost lets a smile crack his marble statue façade, and it’s because of their sister.
 “I think your dear Iris may have caught the biggest, richest prize in the pond. Mrs Ashton.” Mrs Phillips says with a smug proud expression, leans towards Iris’s mother and gently taps her hand. They were fond companions after all. Mrs Phillips other podgy hand, laden with pearl brackets and fat gemstone rings, was fondly stroking at Puffin’s ears now he’s calmed down.
 Caroline looks across at her eldest as she converses with Lord Ren. A slight frown crinkles her brow.
 “She would do vastly well to land a Lord.” Miss Smith Interjects. Sat on Caroline’s immediate right.
 She was a willowy woman. Figure like many twigs glued together. Gawky face. Beak of a long nose that she took great delight in shoving into business that was not her own. She was a harmless woman really. The general village busy body, and a spinster at three and fifty. Another close confidant and friend in the gossip vine for Caroline Ashton.
 “For Hellford is such a handsome house. Biggest land holding in all the county... Think what a lucky girl she would be to be mistress of it!” Miss Smith adds. Giggling in excitement like a young girl.
 Mrs Phillips steals another glance at the handsome couple. “They do make a fine pair. For she’s fairly handsome and he’s rich. Their children would be such darling things. Very dark colouring. But I fear he’s not to everyone’s taste...Something very, prohibitive, about his manner that I cannot place.” She decides.
 “I heard he takes little joy in anything. It is most odd.” Miss Smith agrees with their host most eagerly.
 “He does not dance. He barely drinks. His conversation is little and dry. And beyond the sport of his estate he rarely circulates in society. That must the foreign way of things in Bavaria.” Miss Smith sniffs with disdain. Turning her nose up at the merest intimation of something foreign.
 “Foreign and continental European manners are certainly nothing to admire.” Mrs Phillips declares. The ladies three then look at the young couple again.
 “Mmmm. I would suspect that an attachment is starting to bloom thereabouts...” She adds cunningly. As casually as if she was looking out her window and deciding the weather.
 “If they do marry. One can’t doubt the match would indisputably fine. But we would rarely see her if she marries a man so limited from the ton... what a cruelty that would be on her! Not to mention his estate is in Bavaria. What a grave loss she would be to us all.” Mrs Phillips croons sadly.
 Caroline looks over to her daughter. Where the shadow of the inexcusably large man and his dark shade looms over her. They are conversing quietly and genially with each other. If she’s not mistaken, she spots a brush of pink to Iris’s cheeks.
 “Indeed. I cannot doubt as fine a proposition as he would be... I would be more greatly comforted by her being settled here. At home. Nearer to us all.” Caroline insists to both her companions.
 “What about Brendol Hux’s son? Armitage. Wasn’t there a téndre between them some while ago? Now there. Perhaps that may be rekindled to better everyone’s satisfactions?” Miss Smith nods gladly cupping Caroline’s hand. As if Iris’s affairs were her very own to meddle with.
 “Indeed. I should not wish for poor Iris to marry so high above her dignity. She shouldn’t quit her sphere. Lord Ren should go and find himself an Heiress or a nice Duchess, if he must marry. That would do him well.” Mrs Phillips ultimately decides.
 Stouton, the excellently precise butler, enters the room and gives a dignified sharp nod to Mrs Phillips. Who announces to the room that dinner is ready. As the highest ranking gentleman in the room, Lord Ren escorts the lady of the house in to dine. Everyone follows in their lead.
 The dining room is very prettily done in shades of red and gold. The table groans with the amount of polished silverware. Glassware twinkles in the light off the fire and the numerous candles. Air spiced by the silver tiered platters of exotic fruit sitting in the table centre at measures intervals. Deep scent of plums and fleshy red apples gently radiate their sweet scent up the air. Red grapes drip from these rich arrangements.
 Everyone is seated according to rank and hierarchy. Mrs Phillips crowns the head of the table in her gown of demure blush muslin. Train drifted behind her like a galleon setting sail when the stout portly woman moved.
 Kylo is placed to Mrs Phillips’ right. Iris is lower down in rank. But she is placed two places opposite him across the finely laid table. Smooth as a square of white marble is the laid linen tablecloth.
 Mrs Phillips oversees the serving of the white soup. A frothy pallid broth made of veal stock, egg yolks, ground almonds and cream. To be eaten demurely along with the light conversation. Of which is quick to flourish along the table in this bored-rigid country society.
 Kylo sups down his soup, and he is caught by the change in topics as it shifts. Mr Phillips is speaking up to Mr Ashton about it.
 “Did you hear that the Norris’s lost one of their farm hands last eve. Just dreadful news...” Mr Phillips croaks up. Shaking his head into his wine glass.
 Kylo watches Iris innocently turn her head in the conversations intended direction. Two seats down from her. His eyes follow the pretty turn of her head. He tried not to look too closely at the elegant line of her pale throat. Nor at the little drop of red wine that lingered in the corner of her lips.
 He imagined it dripping its smooth rolling path down her neck. Over that pearl necklace. Only he didn’t exactly imagine it was wine...
 More people engage in the horrid nature of the conversation. Society being shocked by it. “Where was the Norris’s farm hand found?” Miss Smith piped up. Eager for details. Aghast. Clutching her chest in overdone fright.
 “Middle of the woods apparantly. He’d run for some time away from whatever terror hunted him. Looked like an animal had set to him something vicious, according to the local magistrate. Poor fool.” Mr Phillips announces morbidly.
 Ah yes. Kylo remembers the one. The second farm hand he’d feasted on.
 He’d watched from the shadows as the letch tried to snatch a young maids purse outside the chapel. She’d been coming back from a dance on her own late at night. He’d watched the man grope her with fat wandering meaty hands. Squeezed her bottom and her bosom and terrified her. Told her gruffly he could either take her money or her virginity. Left her sobbing in the dirt and ran off cackling with her purse.
 Kylo followed his foul stench. Gin and rot of sweat and various vile body odours souring his nose. He wasn’t hard to find.
 Followed the disgrace of a man deep into the heart of the woods. The idiot soon caught wind of his feral aggressor and ran fleeing. He caught him. And he ripped him to pieces and drank him all down. Was still picking bits of him out his teeth, come to mention it.
 His tongue idly strokes the front of one of his canines at the memory of it.
 “Is it man or beast that killed him?” Mrs Phillips asks.
 “Someone up near Lord Hearst’s estate say that a wolf had been spotted thereabouts lately.”
 “A wolf!” Miss Smith shrilled. “Oh, good heavens.” She frets. Dramatically dripping her soup spoon.
 “Do not be uneasy. Miss Smith.” Mr Ashton declares. Patting her hand nicely where he’s sat next to her.
 “It is folly. Surely. There haven’t been wolves in this country since the Hundred Years’ War.” Mr Ashton declares. “Fret not.”
 “Of course those are the rumours circulating on the estates. Especially surrounding Hellford.” Mrs Phillips pipes up. Turning her attention to Lord Ren. Many pairs of curious scared eyes swivelled to the man near the head of table, as he took a sip of his red wine.
 “I’m afraid I cannot offer any consolation nor relay any satisfaction upon the matter. I have seen no such beast on my land, Mrs Phillips. Maybe it is a stray dog... after all...” He trails away. Eating another mouthful of the white soup.
 “There is always such gossip prone to over exaggerate these things, is there not?” He drawls lowly. His dark eyes flicker up and land in Iris‘s own. His smile smoothly twitches. He couldn’t help it.
 His meaning scared her. For she did not know it’s intention. His eyes looked different when he remarked upon that. They looked... odd. Like cloud passing over a sunny day. Something then swarmed his eyes. And it looked feral.
 A shiver rockets down her spine. Makes her breath spurt out ragged and catch in her throat.
 Posy is sat on Iris’s left and she’s determined not to be left out the conversation. She must have her share in it. “My friend remarked that he heard it was a huge black Wolf with bright yellow eyes the colour of sunflowers.” She remarks.
 “Posy. I think that may be idle speculation.” Iris insists lightheartedly.
 Posy frowns stroppily. “I heard it directly from Mary Sampson’s mouth. And she never tells tall tales.” She insists firmly. Iris nods and goes back to eating her soup.
 “Maybe it’s the work of a mad man?” Miss Smith pipes up worriedly. Iris swore she hears the room collectively heave a sigh of annoyance into their soup spoons.
 “Some nasty beastly mad man roaming the countryside and cutting people up who come across his path. He might be vicious. What’s next? He could decide to come and murder us in our beds.” She panics pithily. “Cut our throats in the night!!” She says frenziedly.
 “Oh I shall have to get Barlow to put another bolt lock on my bedroom door or I shall never sleep again!” She declares.
 She did so fuss over the most inconsequential of things. Like the time she swore that the black plague was making a comeback - for she heard her maid sneeze three times in a row one day whilst bringing her tea. She was so prone to hysterics and exaggeration.
 Kylo wants to roll his eyes at her stupidity. Maybe his next victim should be her- maybe he should slaughter her in her bed. Rid the world of her vapid panicking.
 Iris smiles gently across at the flustered spinster. “Don’t overexert yourself, Miss Smith. I’m sure it’s just town gossip conjured up with the intention of frightening us.” She soothes.
 “I’m sure it’s not as evil as it first seems... There may be more reasons as to why they lost their lives.”
 Kylo does look at her right then. His little dove. Sat there with her brow all creased up with worry for this vapid inconsequential woman.
 She truly does have a heart of gold.
 Mrs Phillips speaks up again. “You know I did hear that two of the men were known drunkards. And one of them was found next to a lane. It seemed he wandered into the road after drinking a skinful and was struck by a speeding carriage. Poor soul.” She declares.
 “And the other man was robbed. Though he was rumoured to be the horrid purse snatcher who lurked around the chapel last week. Some other desperate thief must’ve caused his unfortunate death out of want of his loot. There, there, my dear. All is well.” Mrs Phillips ladled comfort into her friend. Smiling heartily at her.
 Miss Smith seems to settle down. She nods. Hand clasped dramatically to her chest. Mr Ashton pours her more wine and she takes back great thudding gulps of it.
 Iris shares another fleeting look with Lord Ren. He smiles delicately at her. Mr Phillips resumes his usual spouting on and on about the grouse season. He ropes Kylo into an invite to come shoot his grouse whenever he pleases. Miss Smith keenly traps the ladies into a conversation about printed cotton.
 They talk all through the next course about more savoury things. They are served broiled partridges with gravy for the next, and an entire haunch of roasted venison. Cooked to retain just a tinge of pink. And just a slight dribble of ichor when the meat was sliced into. Served with stewed sopping celery drowned in cream. And buttered carrots and boiled potatoes. The food swamped the table in great big heaped portions on silver platters.
 Kylo was glad they didn’t cook such a rich meat until it was a slab of boiled grey toughness. He tears his sharp teeth into the slices of roast deer and eats his big fill. Licks the iron-copper tinge of blood off his lips. It lightly sates the animal gnawing at his belly. But he needs proper blood.
 Needs the liquid metal rush of it pouring down his throat and staining his white teeth crimson.
 The full moon was bringing out his more feral senses. It always does. Gets him restless and baying for blood with a hell of a thirst. The need to feed more intense than ever.
 As the pudding arrives, Kylo is sipping more claret and letting his suave black gaze wander over to Miss Ashton again. She’s talking to one of her innumerable silly pests of a sister.
 He lets his eyes stroke along her, and admire her for a second. Such a gaze doesn’t go unnoticed by Caroline Ashton. Down the table she sees Lord Rens gaze linger on Iris- and she wonders...
 Her reverie is broken by the arrival of pudding. As it was still colder, a steaming great whitepot pudding is served. Bread and butter and cream with currants dotted into the sponge. Flavoured with mace and nutmeg. Alongside this is served a tower of marzipan fruit and cold fruit tartlets. Lots of sugar and whipped cream and strawberries steeped in sugar syrup.
 Lord Ren does not oblige himself in sweets. He’ll have his fill later. Find some wandering idiot drunk to indulge his true appetites.
 Evebtually, the ladies separate from the gentlemen. They are left around the table to smoke cheroots, or sip port, as the ladies retire to the parlour for embroidery or gossip.
 Kylo watches his little dove stand and head away. Smiling demurely at him before she goes. He snatched up every second of it.
 She turns and walks away, led by her sister. He longs after the nape of her neck as she departs. The pale arch of it kissed by dark twirls of hair.
 She feels like she can’t breathe until she gets out of the room. She takes a deep breath and wets her lips as they come to the second parlour.
 Mrs Phillips particular favourite room. For her particular use. Iris can see why; it’s gaudy and decorated to drowning point with rosebud fabrics. Its nature was definitely intended to be ladies room. Draped and stuffed with pink velvety drapes, cream carpets and gold gilded French furniture. Pillows and cushions stuffed onto the settee in blush rose print. Ruffles and flounces and so many more eye-watering trims.
 Iris feels a little nauseous walking into the sickly sweet room. But she sits dutifully on the settee by the window and sips whatever snifter Mrs Phillips put into her hand. Negus, Iris thinks it might be. A favourite punch at balls. Port mixed with boiled water, nutmeg and sugar syrup. 
 Mrs Phillips insists something warming helps aid with the digestion. Flora and Posy are feeding little nuggets of sweet meats to Puffin the toy dog as he yips for more. Mother is talking with her matrons again.
 And Iris is sat looking out at the moon. Candlelight casts up one side of her face. She lets it’s watery gently light wash over her. Listen to the matrons giggling in their corner. And Posy and Flora gossiping with Primrose.
 She thinks how nice it must be to be entirely thousands of miles away. Alone in the sky. Free of burden. Just being known for casting beautiful light onto the earth.
 “Pleasant, isn’t she?” Comes a deep voice at her side. Deeper and thicker than oozing warm honey.
 She smiles. The gentlemen have come in. Fresh from their all male talk and their port and their smoking. Brandy and cheroot smoke sticks to his coat. Though he didn’t imbibe in either. Just more port.
 Lord Ren is stood by her side again. Arms behind his back in their usual place. Looking up at the very orb of a thing that’s firing his blood. Then he glances downwards and sees the earth-bound mortal form of the woman who does the very same. Only she’s touched on more softer, hidden parts of him.
 “Such beauty.” She remarks. She tilts her head up at it. “Some remark it is a cold light. But-“
 “I disagree.” Lord Ren adds. Interjecting. Smiles down at her. When she looks up. The flash of her pale skinned neck and the side of her jaw cast in the moon and the candlelight makes his mouth water. Her eyes are divinely silver. Just like another soul he knows and loves...
 “There is mystery. For even the moon has her burdens and her secrets. The brightest thing in the sky has the darkest side that’s never revealed to a soul.” He supposed. His eyes catching in hers.
 She can see by the weighting of his granite eyes. That he means that phrase very deeply.
 “Much the same as people. I grant. Enigmatic, if they so choose to be.” She says.
 “Some darker sides of people, Miss Ashton, should never see the light.” He tells her.
 She feels like he’s speaking from experience. She opens her mouth to ask. But her mother hissing her name and gesturing her over with a spurring-curling motion of her hand, breaks the hypnotic spell his eyes gripped on her.
 She looks back up at him. He extends a hand to help her up. There’s that thrill of electricity again. Needles up her arm and wracks at her spine.
 “I think it likely my mother will encourage us home soon. I’ll take my leave of you now.” She says sadly. Though she doesn’t wish too- he feels her sadness and her dread.
 She curtseys. Bows her neck to him. Dips at her knees. He doesn’t relinquish his gentle clasp of her hand.
 “Until next time, Miss Ashton.” He drawls low.
 She dies on the spot when her turns her palm over and presses a kiss to her sensitive weak hand. Holding her fingers with one hand and rubbing his thumb over the spot he just kissed.
 His lips are devilishly soft and when he looks up at her her spine crumbles. She shivers and he hears it. Her chest flutters a breath with it.
 “I bid you good evening, Lord Ren. It was a pleasure.”
 “The pleasure was entirely mine.” He hushes so low. He manages to make his words sound sordid. Rascally and humming deep. So deep her bones rang with it and all her the soft tissue meat of her, quivers.
 This feels like seduction.
 Knee weakening seduction. She feels her cheeks beating out unattractive pink heat. Flushed from head to toe. Breath stutters into her pathetic shrivelling lungs. She doesn’t know what this is- what this man is wielding onto her. She’s never felt the likes of it before.
 She takes her hand from him, drags her eyes from the addictive granite pools of his, and steps aside to go to her mother. As she bade. She feels his eyes on her back as she walks away across the room.
 She curls her hand into a fist. So she might better preserve the searing memory of his kiss.
 It’s ridiculous and silly. But she keeps her hand fisted shut the whole way home. Thinks back to the hunger in his eyes and feels flushed whenever she remarks how it sat there- all for her and her alone.
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  The whole world seems asleep. When the vampires roam to feed. Kylo swore this whole sleepy county is deaf and dull now. Even the very last scullery maid of every grand house, and kitchen skivvy had extinguished the very last candle hours ago. Night looms thick and bitter.
 The moon in all her pallid smudgy eminence, still owns the whole sky and blots out the glory of the stars. Gently kissing onto the navy heavens. Kylo has hunted under that very same silver moon.
 It recharged the restless rough animal in his bloodstream.
 Tonight, after dining, He took his leave. Took to the woods. Waited. Chased down his prey and drank his fill. Toasting his success under that watery bright light. Left the mangled and twisted body like a mortal offering of a sacrifice to the old gods. Basted the landscape in the blood he didn’t want, watering the icy crusted dirt of the earth. Staining the snow.
 Humans all went back into the earth at the end. Returned to the mud and soil and rot of where they came from. Decayed to frail dirty bones and that’s all that remains. He was just helping them get there a tad quicker.
 Crimson blooms down his white shirt and white cravat. It trails down the corner of his mouth and chin until he licks it clean. Sucks up the remains with his fingers til his face is clean. Garnet however is still marring his white square teeth.
 His eyes are still golder than coin. Fresh off the hunt. Dappled in blood. And he finds himself stepping through the dark-dead, grey wood. To a place that now seemed familiar to him.
 The house is dark. Every window dull. Even the dormers in the attic where their maids slept, even there all is deathly dark like the eye of a skull. He sets his sights on one bedroom window in particular.
 Her window was cracked open- and when he gets up to it, silent as a shadow, he sees why. The fire makes her room too muggy. This way the stifling sticky heat had somewhere to escape too.
 Her curtains are drawn, twitching on the breeze. And the fireplace lit at the end of her bed, across the room in the Morris wallpapered alcove of the hearth, casts the room in amber. As if she’s encased in it. Trapped. Preserved like an item of jewellery in this flamed room.
 That wasn’t too far away from an accurate description. She is trapped. One day she’ll be sold into marriage by her mother. Then she’ll be trapped by the fetid husband she’s supposed to serve obediently; to wait on hand and foot, and dole out his heir and a spare, like she’s shelling peas.
 He sneaks his big hand under the crack in the sash window, silently lifts it up and slips inside. Curtains rustle and he leaves them pushed apart to fit through. Steps down onto her windowsill, then onto the floor. His clothes barely make a rasp. His shoes don’t even scrape the whining buckled floorboards.
 He’s inside, and his golden eyes catch onto the sleeping little dove, huddled up as a lump into the quilts of her bed.
 Her hair is loose and crumpled around her head. Face turned away from him. Night down slipping off a shoulder. Wispy thin. Like gauzy moth wings. Exposing her chest, the shadowed mounding globes of her breasts. Swelling and falling.
 He can see the thud of her mortal heart wrack her skin. Pulsing her throat. Thudding out her wrists. Beating that lavender and bergamot soap scent out to his senses. Calling to him. Enslaving him. The creature she could never have a hope to tame.
 He gazes at her as he rounds the end of the bed. Softly paces around it. She won’t wake. His nature makes highly sure of that. Vampires are after all, darkly magic animals. Predatory too. He can stun his prey the way he wants. The way he needs too. He’ll lull her body into deep sleep like a newborn. Seduce her weak mortal self to bend to his will.
 He sits on the mattress near her hip. Watching her face sloped peaceful in gentle rest. His blood crusted hands reach out, drying rust caked at his nails, big fingertips slipping over her knuckles where her hand lay down by her side. The other folded across her waist.
 He strokes along her arm. Watches her rest. Soothes his animosity with the tactile soft of her innocent skin.
 His fingers travel upwards to her hair. He lifts it off her neck and rakes his fingers through the golden-brown wave of it. It drifts through his fingers like spun bronzed-gold that smells of French lavender.
 A big wave of heat and perfume of bare skin hits him when he peels her hair away. Warm from where she’s cosily snuggled into her pillow.
 He moans desperately. Like a wounded animal. The most gut-wrenching sob falls out his mouth.
 He can’t help it. Moth to a flame. He’s drawn across the bed until his lips hit at her skin. Tracing the jugular in her throat. He tremors with need. From being within the barest millimetre of being able to taste her warm skin. That manna sent from heaven, put on this earth for him alone to savour.
 “What in gods name are you doing to me, little dove?” He gasps. His speech muffled into her skin. He kisses at her hot throat and growls low in his when he feels her blood beat under his tongue.
 This close to her- and he didn’t want to tear open her throat with the white knives of his sharp teeth. She’s worth more than that.
 Oh, he knew she’d taste so sweet to feast on. He just knows it. She will. She’ll taste like thick honey and coins and sugared copper.
 “You take me so beyond any lust or any need I’ve ever felt in my entire life.” He promises to her.
 He’s still close. Kissing hot embraces of butterfly kisses at her neck. Gold eyes glittering so stark in the blue and amber half light of her bedchamber. Like yellowed cats eyes.
 “What is this?” He asks her. “What I feel for you- how does it never stop?...” He begs to know. Begs to be shown clarity over this force.
 His chest brushes into hers where she lays on the bed. He kisses up to her jaw. His adoring fingers skim over her cheek. Finding her cheekbone and trailing along its shape under her tender skin.
 He kisses her jawbone and moans again. Hum of his deep voice soaking trembling into her skin from his hot blooded mouth. Copper souring in his tongue and teeth.
 “I so long to kiss you.” He aches for it. Aches so deep it’s a physical pain in his gut. He groans, hard already at the merest thought of it. And that was just at tasting her mouth-
 “But I want you awake and willing in my arms when I kiss you for the first time. I’ll have you trembling and weak for me. Now I just have to wait to be able to taste those pretty lips.” He whispers onto her chin.
 Adores her face like this whilst he can. Top of his nose presses under her jaw and he takes a deep breath of her neck, whimpering with need.
 He pants into her neck once more. “Sleep well. Little dove.”
 He strokes her cheek kisses it one last time before he tears himself off the bed and slips away. Leaving her room as smoothly as a silent shadow.
  ~ ~ 🥀  ~ ~
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beerecordings · 4 years
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I had kinda a crap day at work today, and seeing you be loud and excited about the things you love always makes me happy, so I was wondering which of the AUs that have come from your blog (or that haven't) is your favorite? What are your favorite headcanons for the boys? Do you have any ideas for things that just make you happy to think about? Do you have a favorite line that you've written? Sorry if these are weird to ask.
ah cool questions thanks!! i’m sorry your day was kind of sucky >:( make sure to treat yourself nice for the rest of today!! I guess probably my favorite au is just all the different ideas about Jamie being a puppet and then being re-united with the others and them having to learn how to fit him into their family and him having to learn how to live without Anti (looking less like an au ever since Halloween tho isn’t it!!!!! literally my favorite thing for Jack to do would be for him to give Jameson back to the others and let them all be a found family AHHHHHH). part of the reason MBK is so hard to write sometimes is just cause there’s so much of it in my head it feels impossible to do any of it justice. and i also love Selkie Chase lol!!! he’s just so good!!! i can think about that one all day so it’s just kind of brain popcorn and i need something kind of easy like that sometimes, but it also has plenty of depth and complexity if i feel like adding it. kind of a unique perspective on all the boys with that one.
hmmm favorite headcanons? probably that JJ can be bad-ass as hell and he’s a ferocious scrappy little man but he’s also really kind and loving inherently. also love a good brother Henrik who acts super tough but really cares deeply about everybody and wants to keep them safe while he also has a lot of his own trauma to deal with. I love Marvin to be ridiculously loyal to Jackie and Jackie to be HYPER HYPER HYPER STIMMING JUMPING LOUD MUSIC LOTS OF FIGHTING AND BOUNCING AROUND BOY (protective bad-ass big brother but also goofball and very cheerful really when things are not.... terrible in his life lol). meanwhile Chase I like to see as the little chef of the house and honestly I just love an Anti with some added complexity to him, you know? like maybe at first he and Jack actually got along a little, but then Anti started abusing him, or that he desperately wants a body and it’s painful for him to be without one, or that he does sometimes feel real affection for his puppets, or that he really did want to die when he cut Jack’s throat that night.... he’s just not engaging for me if all he is is angry - in his rants and stuff we see real hints of feeling betrayed and wronged and hurt and insecure and stuff and now we’re seeing this side of him that’s a silent hunter and a puppet-keeper... i love it, he’s so mysterious but i swear there’s complexity in him.
things that make me happy thinking about... mmmmh...... f i g h t  s c e n e s............ okay but also Jameson being spoiled and happy and throwing a bunch of knives and maybe killing anti you know? wait that’s a fight scene again -
a favorite line i’ve written!! i don’t know hmm!!! i really like writing about cute little kids lol most of my oc stuff is about a mom with a baby or two. but look at this cute Chase and Hunter stuff dude i live for it
“Oh, buddy,” murmurs Chase, taking a deep breath of his strawberry shampoo. “My best buddy.”
Hunter stares up at his dad with intensity in deep onyx eyes, chubby kid fingers stroking at Chase's beard. Almost shaking from the weight of his love, Chase can only smile back at him and lean forward to kiss his face. Hunter responds by taking his chin between his two little hands and kissing Chase on the mouth.
“I missed you, Daddy,” he says, putting his soft hot heavy head down on Chase's shoulder.
“I missed you, too, sweetie,” whispers Chase, putting his head against his baby's. “I missed you so much.”
maybe someday I’ll actually get to this scene lmao we’ll see. thanks for asking my friend!!
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lilsugarcakeflower · 4 years
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Soulmates (Sally McKenna x OC) 🖤🌸🌿
Sally's POV
"WHAT HAVE I DONE WRONG THIS TIME!?" I cried "Sally, this time is gonna be different! I know how much she loves you. I see it in her eyes. She will come back! Trust me." Liz answered as I puffed my cigarette. "EVERYBODY FUCKING LEAVES AND SHE WILL TOO!" Strongly, Liz held my shoulders and screamed "SELENA GRACE MCKENNA SHE LOVES THE SHIT OUT OF YOU! ARE YOU BLIND? HOW CAN'T YOU SEE THAT?" "How do you know my middle name?" I asked her "Shut up and listen to me! Off course she will be back! If she promised she'd come back for you, she will."
2 weeks later...
Catherine’s POV
I was super tired and missing my girl like hell! I got to the point where I was begging for a cuddles and kisses session with Sally-Bear. As soon as I stepped into the Cortez, Iris and Liz came running to me. "So... how's my girl? Plz tell me she is okay!" I answered worriedly. "Well, she is not the same since you left. She thought you left her for real this time. We told her you love her like hell but she never listens... She went back to drugs and doesn't even leaves the room." "OH MY GOD! WHAT HAVE I DONE TO HER?" I dropped all my bags and fell on the ground crying. Will she ever forgive me? Will she even be able to look at me again? "Go talk to her! You and I both know you need each other. You guys are goddamn soulmates! Run! Get your girl!" I laughed, dried my tears, hugged them both and ran upstairs.
I knocked on the door and a raspy, tired, full of emptiness voice answered "GO AWAY! I DON'T WANT NOTHING YOU MIGHT HAVE TO OFFER ME YOU FUCKING BASTARD!" I opened slowly the door and answered pouting "Nothing? Really? Cuz I came here bringing my Babygirl a whole bunch of free cuddles and kisses and I won't take no as an answer!"
I barely entered the room, and she attacked my lips in a way I couldn't even know it was possible. I simply love my little ghosty-girl. When we settled down, she was laying on top of me and I was caressing her back while living soft kisses on her face, cheek, nose and lips. Suddenly I feel her muscles tense and her wet tears streaming down my face "What's wrong Sally-Bear?" I asked concerned "I thought you would leave me..." She said, bursting out in tears "Hey! Hey! I'm hear now, okay? And I'm never ever leaving again! You know why?" I asked and she nodded "Because I love you endlessly. My life has always been incomplete and numb. That was until I met you! You brought me light, you thought me how to love and be loved, you made me want to be a better person not only for myself, but for you. You are my perfect little, clingy ghosty-girl! This is not a proposal, but it sure is something bigger. Be my forever?" She held me like her life depends on it and asked "W-what?" "Kill me, and make me yours till eternity!" I said, while crying. "But baby... how about you life and your fam-" I cut her of "YOU are my life, my family, my everything! Plus... they can always visit me whenever they want..."
We were already crying like babies and holding each other like it was the last time ever. "Beauty, I won't kill you, cuz I love you too much to make you stay forever! I may not be perfect and you deserve so much more than me sweetie pie, but you must know that I love you Catharine Sophia Howard! Wildly and forever! I don't have the diamond rings or so, but please, I'm begging you, merry me?" I couldn't believe what I was hearing! She just proposed to me! "YES! OH MY GOD, YES!" She got one of the onyx big retro rings and placed it on my finger. We kissed pationetly till we had no more strength.
We decided to go down stairs, to the bar, where everyone sat, where we could give them the news. My mom, Billie Dean Howard, was also there to interview us on relationships between ghosts and living people. I just couldn't wait for their reaction!
❤️🧡💛💚💙💜💖🖤
Heyyy! So this is just an example of what I write. Sorry for the writing mistakes , cuz I'm not a native. Btw, feel free to request whatever you want, cuz I'll be happy to (try to) write it!
Love u all,
Lottie😘💕
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samuelmmarcus · 5 years
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Modern Farmhouse
  This newly-built home is easy to love. A beautiful modern farmhouse that superbly highlights all the best parts of this style. Fresh rustic, comfortable modern, and clean lines with a twist. The crisp whites and blacks are paired with exquisite accessories that complete the look. There is a down-home feeling to this modern farmhouse that invites a sense of laughter and fun.
Here, the builder and designer, shares more details:
  “The Maxwell” is a home that we designed as an infill in a neighborhood called Altadore in Calgary, Alberta. My husband and I own Trickle Creek and we rebranded our company about 4 years ago hoping to focus strongly on client care and the feeling of building your dream home. From this we determined that every home we build has a unique personality. We build our showhomes  after our kids! Maxwell is our 18 year old son and this house just screams him!”
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  Modern Farmhouse
This modern farmhouse exudes beauty and a timeless appeal. Horizontal plank siding and board and batten are James Hardie Arctic White.
Columns, Rafter tails, trim: Smartboard, painted to match James Hardie Arctic White.
Wood Soffit: Natural cedar with clear coat.
Aluminum Soffit & Rainware: Alumipro: 701 White.
Decking: Natural cedar.
Roof: Asphalt Shingles: IKO Cambridge Dual Black.
Metal Roof: Cascadia Metals Black.
Windows: Lux Black metal clad exterior & white vinyl interior with SDLs.
Front Door
Front door is Fir, supplied by Lux Stained Floodpro, Polar Blue (2 coats).
Lights: Canarm Colorado – Black – Others: here, here, here, here & here.
Foyer
This home takes your breath away the moment you open the front door. How impressive and authentic is this foyer?!
Wood Ceiling: Knotty Alder, stained Minwax: Weathered Oak.
Lights: Artcraft Cityscape Chandelier – Bronze – similar: here & here.
Flowers Silk Plant: Warehouse, arrangement by Trickle Creek.
Accent Wall
Foyer Feature Wall: MDF applied mouldings painted Dulux A0148 White on White.
Wall & Ceiling Color: Benjamin Moore: OC-130 Cloud White.
Rug: Pottery Barn – Other Beautiful Rugs: here, here, here, here, here & here.
Art (Hallway): Custom by Trickle Creek.
Console Table: Pottery Barn Parquet Table – Others: here, here, here & here.
Baskets: Pottery Barn Beachcomber Rectangular Handled Basket.
Pillows and Blankets: Homesense.
Lanterns: Homesense – similar here.
Layout
This home features an open layout but you can’t see the entire home when you open the front door, which I love! Wall and ceiling paint color is Benjamin Moore OC-130 Cloud White.
Trim Color: Dulux A0148 White on White.
Flooring: Divine Hardwood Terra Oak – Naturali – Others: here, here, here & here.
Dining Room
The dining room features a gorgeous asymmetrical Oak wine rack that is, without any question, the focal point of this space.
Dining Table: Cartwright Lighting – Bois & Cuir Athena Rectangular Dining Table – Other Beautiful Dining Tables: here, here, here, here, here, here, here, here, here & here.
Dining Chairs: Wayfair.
Light Fixture: Kichler Lighting: Elata 8-Light Chandelier, Classic Pewter.
Railing: Wrought Iron, black.
Great Room
The Great Room feels sleek and bright. Notice that beautiful fireplace with stacked wood and the many windows this room features. Wall and ceiling paint color is Benjamin Moore Cloud White.
Fireplace Tile: Euro Tile Update Series 24×48 – Taupe, straight install (Similar: here & here) – Custom Prism: 540 Truffle grout.
Fireplace: Spartherm Varia Wood Burning Fireplace.
Windows Lux: Black metal clad exterior & white vinyl interior with SDLs.
Light Fixture: Artcraft Lighting Encore Chandelier, Polished Nickel.
Coffee Table: Restoration Hardware – similar here, here, here & here (round) – Others: here, here, here, here & here.
Sofas: Pottery Barn Turner Leather Sofas, Burnished Walnut.
Side Chairs: Crate and Barrel Greyson Chair.
Side Tables: Astley End Table, Anthracite Grey.
Table Lamps: Pottery Barn – similar here.
Pillows: HomeSense – similar here.
Faux Fur Throw: here – similar.
Kitchen
“The kitchen makes a statement while still feeling like home.” – Nicole Tew.
Wall & Ceiling Color: Benjamin Moore: OC-130 Cloud White.
Perimeter Countertops: Bianco Carrara Marble.
Sink: Kohler Whitehaven Double Bowl Apron Front Sink – White.
Faucet: Aquabrass Baguette Pull-down Faucet – Others: here, here & here (on sale).
Flowers: Silk Plant Warehouse, arrangement by Trickle Creek.
Kitchen Cabinetry
Kitchen Cabinet Details: MDF Shaker Style painted, Atelier Jacobs Frosty White 1506.
Island Countertop: Oiled Walnut Butcher Block.
Backsplash: Euro Tile Scale Series Hexagon White with Euro Tile Chevron Series White – Other Tiles: here, here, here, here, here, here, here & here.
Grout: Mapei 00 White grout.
Hoodfan Wood Hood, painted Atelier Jacobs, Frosty White 1506 Metal accents, rose gold.
Cabinet Door Hardware: Top Knobs Channing Polished Nickle Knobs with Channing Polished Nickel Back Plates.
Counterstools: Crate and Barrel Tig, White Counter Stools with Brown Leather Cushion.
Lighting: 2x Matteo Lighting C64002CP, 2x Matteo Lighting C64001CP & 1x Matteo Lighting C64003CP – Copper.
Island Size 106” x 57”.
Patio Door
“X” Inset Patio Door Paint Color: Dulux A2015 Deep Onyx.
Trim Color: Dulux A0148 White on White.
Reading Nook
This kitchen features an adorable reading nook surrounded by bookshelves.
Cabinet Drawer Hardware: Top Knobs Channing Polished Nickel Cup Pulls.
Kitchen Windows: Lux Black metal clad exterior & white vinyl interior with SDLs.
Butler’s Pantry
The kitchen opens to a fully equipped butler’s pantry with Bianco Carrara Marble countertop and open shelves. Wall paint color is Benjamin Moore OC-130 Cloud White.
Shelving: White Oak, stained Atelier Jacobs Brandy – similar here, here & here.
Brackets: Kootenay Forge Large Elbow Shelf Brackets, Black – similar here & here.
Cabinet Details: MDF Shaker Style painted Atelier Jacobs Frosty White 1506.
Coffee Maker: Breville Barista Express.
Mudroom
This mudroom brings a splash of color to this home. Also notice the drop zone with quartz countertop.
Floor Tile: Euro Tile Update Series 12×24 – White, straight install – similar here.
Cabinet Hardware: Berenson Subtle Surge Knob, Verona Bronze.
Hooks: Richelieu Classic Metal Hook, Oil Rubbed Bronze.
Décor and Accessories: Homesense – similar Lumbar Pillow, Burlap Pillows & Baskets.
Countertop: MSI Surfaces Arctic White.
Paint Color
Cabinet Details: MDF Shaker Style with Beadboard backing painted Benjamin Moore: CC-758 Scenic Drive.
Master Bedroom
“The master bedroom with its vaulted ceilings, his and her closets and a crazy gorgeous en-suite is seriously next level!”
Bed: Crate and Barrel, Mason King Sized Bed, Shadow – Other Beds on Sales: here, here, here, here, here, here, here, here & here.
Carpet Flooring: Dream Weaver DW066 Knob Creek, 815 Iron Frost.
Light Fixture: Progress Lighting.
Settee: HomeSense – similar here, here & here.
Nightstands: HomeSense – Others: here, here, here & here.
Lamps: HomeSense – Others: here, here, here, here, here & here.
Paint Color
Paint color is Cloud White by Benjamin Moore.
Ceiling Detail: MDF beams with shiplap between painted Dulux A0148 White on White.
Home-Sweet-Home
“We adore the unreal indoor/outdoor room that makes Canadian shorter seasons just a little more “do-able”!”
Siding: Horizontal plank siding and trim.
Ceiling Detail: Natural cedar with clear coat.
Slat Detail: Natural cedar with clear coat.
Vinyl Decking: DekSmart, Dove Gray.
Light Fixture: Trans Globe Lighting Avo 24” Pendant – Bronze – similar here.
Fireplace: Marquis Collection by Kingsman Aurora Natural Gas Outdoor Fireplace – Stainless Steel with log set & lava rocks.
Windows & Doors: Lux Black metal clad exterior & white vinyl interior with SDLs.
All Furniture and Accessories: HomeSense.
Planters: Peter the Plantman.
  “We love this home. It was designed with love after our first born and has been so fun to show people.” – Nicole Tew
  Many thanks to the builder for sharing the details above!
Builder: Trickle Creek Designer Homes – (Instagram – Facebook)
Photography: Zoon Media.
  Best Sales of the Month:
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  Serena & Lily: 30% OFF Pillows and 20% OFF Custom Furniture!
  Joss & Main: Up to 70% off “Don’t Think Twice Sale”!
  Pottery Barn: 20% OFF your order plus free shipping. Use code: SUMMER.
  One Kings Lane :20% Off on order over $600 with code OKLSTYLISH20
  West Elm: 30% Off Bedding, Bath, Rugs & more!
  Anthropologie: Take an Extra 50% Off Sale!
  Urban Outfitters: Take an extra 40% off all sale items.
  Horchow: Up to 30% off the entire site!
  Neiman Marcus: Take an Extra 40 to 50% off !!!
  Saks Fifth Avenue: The Designer Sale: up to 75% off!
  Nordstrom: Anniversary Sale – Incredible Prices!!!
  Posts of the Week:
Kitchen with Blue Island.
Florida Beach Cottage.
Beautiful Homes of Instagram: Coastal Farmhouse Design.
Florida Beach House Interior Design.
White Kitchen Renovation.
Beautiful Homes of Instagram: Modern Farmhouse.
Coastal Shingle Home.
Coastal-inspired Home Renovation.
Southern-inspired Modern Farmhouse.
Coastal Farmhouse Home Decor.
New Desert Home Design.
Beautiful Homes of Instagram: British Columbia.
Reinvented Classic Kitchen Design.
New England Home.
Beautiful Homes of Instagram: How to Build your own Home.
Interior Design Ideas: Home Renovation.
2019 New Year Home Tour.
Beautiful Homes of Instagram: Urban Farmhouse.
Beautiful Homes of Instagram: Fixer Upper.
Small Lot Modern Farmhouse.Beach House Interior Design Ideas.
Tailored Interiors.
Modern Farmhouse with Front Porch.
Dark Cedar Shaker Exterior.
Classic Colonial Home Design.Grey Kitchen Paint Colors.
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Classic Colonial Home Design
  Recently designed and built by The Fox Group – one of the finest builders in Utah (previously featured here), this classic Colonial home exudes beauty and elegance. The clients and the designer wanted to create a traditional white home true to scale and proportions of the 1800’s and this home was built using the very finest materials and details inside and outside. The result is a home that will certainly stand the test of time and overcome any home decor trend.
Feel free to pin your favorite images and have a good time!
  Classic Colonial Home Design
The black front door, painted in Benjamin Moore Onxy (custom mix), is a classic addition to this breathtaking two-story ceiling.
Flooring is 12×12 Black Nero marble (similar here) with 12×12 White Carrara marble flooring (similar here).
Lighting is Visual Comforts Lancaster E. F. Chapman chandelier (not shown).
Paneling
The foyer also features raised panel wainscoting throughout.
Foyer Bench: One King’s Lane & Here – Other Foyer Benches & Settees:here, here, here, here& here.
Pillows: Custom with Schumacher fabric cabanon stripe.
Paint Color
Paint color on the all the wainscoting, trim and walls is Benjamin Moore Simply White.
Artwork: Custom original oil paintings of local scenes by local artists.
Console Table: Here.
Classic White Kitchen
If you read my blog for some time now you know that I like many types of kitchen, but when it comes to kitchen cabinetry, you simply can’t go wrong with white. We can see all types of kitchens; black, grey, stained wood, navy blue… we can love all of them but a classic white kitchen with white marble like this one will always look current.
Countertop & Backsplash: Carrara marble countertops and backsplash.
Runner: Momeni.
Sink: here.
Faucet: here.
Artwork: Custom oil paintings (similar here & here).
Hardwood Flooring: Floors are a select grade 5 inch white oak plank stained in a natural matte Bona finish – similar here & here.
Kitchen Cabinetry
Kitchen Cabinet Details: Inset custom painted maple traditional elegant shaker style cabinets painted in Benjamin Moore OC-117 Simply White to match the wainscoting.
Kitchen Island Dimensions: 5 x 9
Cabinet Hardware
Cabinet Hardware: Pulls, Knobs & Latches.
Kitchen Lighting
Kitchen lights are Visual Comfort – Beautiful & Affordable Lighting: here, here, here, here, here, here, here & here.
Kitchen Island Decor: Blue and white ginger jars and bowls with fresh florals.
Counterstools: here & here.
Mudroom
“A new mudroom dressed in navy and golds. The gold polka dot ceiling has my heart!” – Cara Fox – designer.
Ceiling Wallpaper: York Wallcoverings.
Desk & Window-seats
This gorgeous and practical mudroom features custom window-seats flanking a custom-built desk with White Oak countertop.
Lighting: Visual Comfort – similar here.
Similar Pillows: Buffalo Check Pillow, Button Pillow – Other Affordable Pillows: here + here, here + here, here, here, here, here & here (great quality!)
Paint Color
Paint color is Cheating Heart by Benjamin Moore, which is a charcoal grey paint color.
Cabinetry Hardware: Pulls, Bin Pulls & Knobs.
Rug: Momeni.
Exterior
This home is majestic and yet very welcoming. Notice the herringbone brick pathway and the real copper gutters.
The exterior paint color was custom to match the white wood windows.
Front Door & Shutters: Benjamin Moore Onyx – custom mix.
  Many thanks to the builder & designer for sharing the details above!
Builder & Design: The Fox Group (Instagram).
Landscaping by Emily Brooks Wayment EBW Design.
Photography: Scott Davis.
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  Wayfair: Massive Rug Sale! Up to 75% OFF!
  Joss & Main: Up to 80% Off on Clearance
  Pottery Barn:Mega Sale: Up to 60% OFF Plus Free Shipping
  West Elm: New Items on sale – Free Shipping with code: FREERIDE
  Horchow: Free Shipping with code: FREESHIP
  Anthropologie: Extra 50% OFF Sale Items!
  Posts of the Week:
Interior Design Ideas: Home Renovation.
2019 New Year Home Tour.
Beautiful Homes of Instagram: Building a Forever Home.
Newport Island Beach House.
Belgian-style Modern Farmhouse.
Stone Cottage-style Home Design.
New Year, New Beautiful Homes of Instagram.
Before & After Home Renovation.
California Duplex Home Design.
Stone Lake House.
Australian Beach House.
Family-friendly Home Design.
Beautiful Homes of Instagram: Canada.
Beautiful Homes of Instagram.
Georgian-Style Manor with Traditional Interiors.
Transitional Home Design.
Interior Design Ideas.
Grey Kitchen Paint Colors.
Beautiful Homes of Instagram: California Beach House.
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You can follow my pins here: Pinterest/HomeBunch
See more Inspiring Interior Design Ideas in my Archives.
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Classic Colonial Home Design
  Recently designed and built by The Fox Group – one of the finest builders in Utah (previously featured here), this classic Colonial home exudes beauty and elegance. The clients and the designer wanted to create a traditional white home true to scale and proportions of the 1800’s and this home was built using the very finest materials and details inside and outside. The result is a home that will certainly stand the test of time and overcome any home decor trend.
Feel free to pin your favorite images and have a good time!
  Classic Colonial Home Design
The black front door, painted in Benjamin Moore Onxy (custom mix), is a classic addition to this breathtaking two-story ceiling.
Flooring is 12×12 Black Nero marble (similar here) with 12×12 White Carrara marble flooring (similar here).
Lighting is Visual Comforts Lancaster E. F. Chapman chandelier (not shown).
Paneling
The foyer also features raised panel wainscoting throughout.
Foyer Bench: One King’s Lane & Here – Other Foyer Benches & Settees:here, here, here, here& here.
Pillows: Custom with Schumacher fabric cabanon stripe.
Paint Color
Paint color on the all the wainscoting, trim and walls is Benjamin Moore Simply White.
Artwork: Custom original oil paintings of local scenes by local artists.
Console Table: Here.
Classic White Kitchen
If you read my blog for some time now you know that I like many types of kitchen, but when it comes to kitchen cabinetry, you simply can’t go wrong with white. We can see all types of kitchens; black, grey, stained wood, navy blue… we can love all of them but a classic white kitchen with white marble like this one will always look current.
Countertop & Backsplash: Carrara marble countertops and backsplash.
Runner: Momeni.
Sink: here.
Faucet: here.
Artwork: Custom oil paintings (similar here & here).
Hardwood Flooring: Floors are a select grade 5 inch white oak plank stained in a natural matte Bona finish – similar here & here.
Kitchen Cabinetry
Kitchen Cabinet Details: Inset custom painted maple traditional elegant shaker style cabinets painted in Benjamin Moore OC-117 Simply White to match the wainscoting.
Kitchen Island Dimensions: 5 x 9
Cabinet Hardware
Cabinet Hardware: Pulls, Knobs & Latches.
Kitchen Lighting
Kitchen lights are Visual Comfort – Beautiful & Affordable Lighting: here, here, here, here, here, here, here & here.
Kitchen Island Decor: Blue and white ginger jars and bowls with fresh florals.
Counterstools: here & here.
Mudroom
“A new mudroom dressed in navy and golds. The gold polka dot ceiling has my heart!” – Cara Fox – designer.
Ceiling Wallpaper: York Wallcoverings.
Desk & Window-seats
This gorgeous and practical mudroom features custom window-seats flanking a custom-built desk with White Oak countertop.
Lighting: Visual Comfort – similar here.
Similar Pillows: Buffalo Check Pillow, Button Pillow – Other Affordable Pillows: here + here, here + here, here, here, here, here & here (great quality!)
Paint Color
Paint color is Cheating Heart by Benjamin Moore, which is a charcoal grey paint color.
Cabinetry Hardware: Pulls, Bin Pulls & Knobs.
Rug: Momeni.
Exterior
This home is majestic and yet very welcoming. Notice the herringbone brick pathway and the real copper gutters.
The exterior paint color was custom to match the white wood windows.
Front Door & Shutters: Benjamin Moore Onyx – custom mix.
  Many thanks to the builder & designer for sharing the details above!
Builder & Design: The Fox Group (Instagram).
Landscaping by Emily Brooks Wayment EBW Design.
Photography: Scott Davis.
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Thank you for shopping through Home Bunch. I would be happy to assist you if you have any questions or are looking for something in particular. Feel free to contact me and always make sure to check dimensions before ordering. Happy shopping!
  Serena & Lily: Free Shipping on Everything with code: NEWGOALS
  Wayfair: Massive Rug Sale! Up to 75% OFF!
  Joss & Main: Up to 80% Off on Clearance
  Pottery Barn:Mega Sale: Up to 60% OFF Plus Free Shipping
  West Elm: New Items on sale – Free Shipping with code: FREERIDE
  Horchow: Free Shipping with code: FREESHIP
  Anthropologie: Extra 50% OFF Sale Items!
  Posts of the Week:
Interior Design Ideas: Home Renovation.
2019 New Year Home Tour.
Beautiful Homes of Instagram: Building a Forever Home.
Newport Island Beach House.
Belgian-style Modern Farmhouse.
Stone Cottage-style Home Design.
New Year, New Beautiful Homes of Instagram.
Before & After Home Renovation.
California Duplex Home Design.
Stone Lake House.
Australian Beach House.
Family-friendly Home Design.
Beautiful Homes of Instagram: Canada.
Beautiful Homes of Instagram.
Georgian-Style Manor with Traditional Interiors.
Transitional Home Design.
Interior Design Ideas.
Grey Kitchen Paint Colors.
Beautiful Homes of Instagram: California Beach House.
Follow me on Instagram: @HomeBunch
You can follow my pins here: Pinterest/HomeBunch
See more Inspiring Interior Design Ideas in my Archives.
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Lead me in Light and Love”.
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Classic Colonial Home Design
  Recently designed and built by The Fox Group – one of the finest builders in Utah (previously featured here), this classic Colonial home exudes beauty and elegance. The clients and the designer wanted to create a traditional white home true to scale and proportions of the 1800’s and this home was built using the very finest materials and details inside and outside. The result is a home that will certainly stand the test of time and overcome any home decor trend.
Feel free to pin your favorite images and have a good time!
  Classic Colonial Home Design
The black front door, painted in Benjamin Moore Onxy (custom mix), is a classic addition to this breathtaking two-story ceiling.
Flooring is 12×12 Black Nero marble (similar here) with 12×12 White Carrara marble flooring (similar here).
Lighting is Visual Comforts Lancaster E. F. Chapman chandelier (not shown).
Paneling
The foyer also features raised panel wainscoting throughout.
Foyer Bench: One King’s Lane & Here – Other Foyer Benches & Settees:here, here, here, here& here.
Pillows: Custom with Schumacher fabric cabanon stripe.
Paint Color
Paint color on the all the wainscoting, trim and walls is Benjamin Moore Simply White.
Artwork: Custom original oil paintings of local scenes by local artists.
Console Table: Here.
Classic White Kitchen
If you read my blog for some time now you know that I like many types of kitchen, but when it comes to kitchen cabinetry, you simply can’t go wrong with white. We can see all types of kitchens, black, grey, stained wood, navy blue… we can love all of them but a classic white kitchen with white marble like this one will always look current.
Countertop & Backsplash: Carrara marble countertops and backsplash.
Runner: Momeni.
Artwork: Custom oil paintings (similar here & here).
Hardwood Flooring: Floors are a select grade 5 inch white oak plank stained in a natural matte Bona finish – similar here & here.
Kitchen Cabinetry
Kitchen Cabinet Details: Inset custom painted maple traditional elegant shaker style cabinets painted in Benjamin Moore OC-117 Simply White to match the wainscoting.
Kitchen Island Dimensions: 5 x 9
Cabinet Hardware
Cabinet Hardware: Pulls, Knobs & Latches.
Kitchen Lighting
Kitchen lights are Visual Comfort – Beautiful & Affordable Lighting: here, here, here, here, here, here, here & here.
Kitchen Island Decor: Blue and white ginger jars and bowls with fresh florals.
Counterstools: here & here.
Mudroom
“A new mudroom dressed in navy and golds. The gold polka dot ceiling has my heart!” – Cara Fox – designer.
Ceiling Wallpaper: York Wallcoverings.
Desk & Window-seats
This gorgeous and practical mudroom features custom window-seats flanking a custom-built desk with White Oak countertop.
Lighting: Visual Comfort – similar here.
Similar Pillows: Buffalo Check Pillow, Button Pillow – Other Affordable Pillows To Refresh: here + here, here + here, here, here, here, here & here (great quality!)
Paint Color
Paint color is Cheating Heart by Benjamin Moore, which is a charcoal grey paint color.
Cabinetry Hardware: Pulls, Bin Pulls & Knobs.
Rug: Momeni.
Exterior
This home is majestic and yet very welcoming. Notice the herringbone brick pathway and the real copper gutters.
The exterior paint color was custom to match the white wood windows.
Front Door & Shutters: Benjamin Moore Onyx – custom mix.
  Many thanks to the builder & designer for sharing the details above!
Builder & Design: The Fox Group (Instagram).
Landscaping by Emily Brooks Wayment EBW Design.
Photography: Scott Davis.
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Thank you for shopping through Home Bunch. I would be happy to assist you if you have any questions or are looking for something in particular. Feel free to contact me and always make sure to check dimensions before ordering. Happy shopping!
Serena & Lily: Free Shipping on Everything with code: NEWGOALS
Wayfair: Massive Rug Sale! Up to 75% OFF!
Joss & Main: Up to 80% Off on Clearance
Pottery Barn:Mega Sale: Up to 60% OFF Plus Free Shipping
West Elm: New Items on sale – Free Shipping with code: FREERIDE
Horchow: Free Shipping with code: FREESHIP
Anthropologie: Extra 50% OFF Sale Items!
Posts of the Week:
Interior Design Ideas: Home Renovation.
2019 New Year Home Tour.
Beautiful Homes of Instagram: Building a Forever Home.
Newport Island Beach House.
Belgian-style Modern Farmhouse.
Stone Cottage-style Home Design.
New Year, New Beautiful Homes of Instagram.
Before & After Home Renovation.
California Duplex Home Design.
Stone Lake House.
Australian Beach House.
Family-friendly Home Design.
Beautiful Homes of Instagram: Canada.
Beautiful Homes of Instagram.
Georgian-Style Manor with Traditional Interiors.
Transitional Home Design.
Interior Design Ideas.
Grey Kitchen Paint Colors.
Beautiful Homes of Instagram: California Beach House.
Follow me on Instagram: @HomeBunch
You can follow my pins here: Pinterest/HomeBunch
See more Inspiring Interior Design Ideas in my Archives.
“Dear God,
If I am wrong, right me. If I am lost, guide me. If I start to give-up, keep me going.
Lead me in Light and Love”.
Have a wonderful day, my friends and we’ll talk again tomorrow.”
with Love,
Luciane from HomeBunch.com
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dawnjeman · 5 years
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Classic Colonial Home Design
  Recently designed and built by The Fox Group – one of the finest builders in Utah (previously featured here), this classic Colonial home exudes beauty and elegance. The clients and the designer wanted to create a traditional white home true to scale and proportions of the 1800’s and this home was built using the very finest materials and details inside and outside. The result is a home that will certainly stand the test of time and overcome any home decor trend.
Feel free to pin your favorite images and have a good time!
  Classic Colonial Home Design
The black front door, painted in Benjamin Moore Onxy (custom mix), is a classic addition to this breathtaking two-story ceiling.
Flooring is 12×12 Black Nero marble (similar here) with 12×12 White Carrara marble flooring (similar here).
Lighting is Visual Comforts Lancaster E. F. Chapman chandelier (not shown).
Paneling
The foyer also features raised panel wainscoting throughout.
Foyer Bench: One King’s Lane & Here – Other Foyer Benches & Settees:here, here, here, here& here.
Pillows: Custom with Schumacher fabric cabanon stripe.
Paint Color
Paint color on the all the wainscoting, trim and walls is Benjamin Moore Simply White.
Artwork: Custom original oil paintings of local scenes by local artists.
Console Table: Here.
Classic White Kitchen
If you read my blog for some time now you know that I like many types of kitchen, but when it comes to kitchen cabinetry, you simply can’t go wrong with white. We can see all types of kitchens, black, grey, stained wood, navy blue… we can love all of them but a classic white kitchen with white marble like this one will always look current.
Countertop & Backsplash: Carrara marble countertops and backsplash.
Runner: Momeni.
Artwork: Custom oil paintings (similar here & here).
Hardwood Flooring: Floors are a select grade 5 inch white oak plank stained in a natural matte Bona finish – similar here & here.
Kitchen Cabinetry
Kitchen Cabinet Details: Inset custom painted maple traditional elegant shaker style cabinets painted in Benjamin Moore OC-117 Simply White to match the wainscoting.
Kitchen Island Dimensions: 5 x 9
Cabinet Hardware
Cabinet Hardware: Pulls, Knobs & Latches.
Kitchen Lighting
Kitchen lights are Visual Comfort – Beautiful & Affordable Lighting: here, here, here, here, here, here, here & here.
Kitchen Island Decor: Blue and white ginger jars and bowls with fresh florals.
Counterstools: here & here.
Mudroom
“A new mudroom dressed in navy and golds. The gold polka dot ceiling has my heart!” – Cara Fox – designer.
Ceiling Wallpaper: York Wallcoverings.
Desk & Window-seats
This gorgeous and practical mudroom features custom window-seats flanking a custom-built desk with White Oak countertop.
Lighting: Visual Comfort – similar here.
Similar Pillows: Buffalo Check Pillow, Button Pillow – Other Affordable Pillows To Refresh: here + here, here + here, here, here, here, here & here (great quality!)
Paint Color
Paint color is Cheating Heart by Benjamin Moore, which is a charcoal grey paint color.
Cabinetry Hardware: Pulls, Bin Pulls & Knobs.
Rug: Momeni.
Exterior
This home is majestic and yet very welcoming. Notice the herringbone brick pathway and the real copper gutters.
The exterior paint color was custom to match the white wood windows.
Front Door & Shutters: Benjamin Moore Onyx – custom mix.
  Many thanks to the builder & designer for sharing the details above!
Builder & Design: The Fox Group (Instagram).
Landscaping by Emily Brooks Wayment EBW Design.
Photography: Scott Davis.
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Best Sales of the Month:
Thank you for shopping through Home Bunch. I would be happy to assist you if you have any questions or are looking for something in particular. Feel free to contact me and always make sure to check dimensions before ordering. Happy shopping!
Serena & Lily: Free Shipping on Everything with code: NEWGOALS
Wayfair: Massive Rug Sale! Up to 75% OFF!
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samuelmmarcus · 5 years
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City Lot Modern Farmhouse
  Recently built and designed by Su Casa Design, this modern farmhouse is a great example of how a home can feel private without compromising on style even when built on an average-sized city lot.
This home features board and batten siding, black windows, a long side porch and plenty of character. The usage of metal roof was omitted but, as you see, the roof lines were strategically designed to make the most of the narrow lot, permitting a bonus room over the garage.
Take notes on the many details shared by this well-known British Columbia builder and feel free to pin your favorite modern farmhouse interiors!
  City Lot Modern Farmhouse
 This home has so much curb-appeal! Some people don’t like having a front garage but I feel that adding a wall-mounted “garage pergola” personalizes and adds character to the home. Notice the beautiful planters flanking the garage door. I am loving this idea!
Barn Light: Barn light Electric – similar here & here.
Porch Pendant Lighting: here.
Similar Planters: here.
House Details
Vertical Board & Batten: Hardie – Benjamin Moore Chantilly Lace OC-65.
Similar Porch Bench: here, here & here.
Windows – Black Vinyl – Windows from Tyee Windows.
Roof – IKO – Dual Black.
Vinyl Siding – Kaycan, White | 01.
Front Door – Alliance Door Products | Classic – Craft American Style CCA8260. Painted: Benjamin Moore Onyx | 2133-10 – similar here.
Foyer
The front door opens to bright foyer with custom paneled walls, painted in Benjamin Moore Oxford White CC-30.
Hardwood throughout house – European Oak Wirebrushed Hardwood Flooring – similar here.
Sconces: Triple Seven Sconce.
Similar Runner: here, here & here.
Similar Console Table: here.
Kitchen
This modern farmhouse kitchen feels open, clean-lined and uncomplicated, which is something that I love. Cabinets are Shaker Panel Cabinets, also painted in Benjamin Moore Oxford White.
Kitchen Backsplash
Kitchen Backsplash – Julian Tile | Brick Series | 2.5”x10 | Matte | BNYWH210 – White – similar here.
Kitchen Faucet – Delta Champagne Bronze.
Kitchen Sink: here.
Range: Bluestar – similar here, here & here.
Cabinet Hardware: Richelieu.
Countertop & Lighting
Kitchen Countertop – Vicostone Misterio Quartz.
Kitchen Island Dimension: 54” x 132”
Lighting: Local store – similar here (large) with these light bulbs. Other Affordable Pendants: here, here, here, here, here, here, here, here & here.
Dining Room Chandelier: West Elm – large.
Dining Chairs: West Elm.
Similar Dining Table: here.
Sideboard: Wayfair.
Rug: here.
Inspired by this Home
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  Family Room
This modern farmhouse family room is perfect for family life. I especially like the custom built-ins with windows.
Sconces: Triple Seven Sconce.
Rug: Wayfair.
Landing Area
A staircase with custom railing leads to a landing area with carpet flooring.
Master Bedroom
What a dreamy bedroom! Vertical shiplap is complemented by custom beams painted in Benjamin Moore CC-30.
Lighting: Visual Comfort – similar here (affordable).
Similar Bed: here, here (in grey) & here– Beautiful Beds: here, here, here, here, here & here.
Mudroom
Mudroom Paint Color: Benjamin Moore Onyx 2133-10.
Similar Tile: here & here.
Chandeliers: Pottery Barn.
  Many thanks to the builder for sharing the details above!
Builder & Designer: Su Casa Design (Instagram)
Photographer: Dale Klippenstein
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dawnjeman · 5 years
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City Lot Modern Farmhouse
  Recently built and designed by Su Casa Design, this modern farmhouse is a great example of how a home can feel private without compromising on style even when built on an average-sized city lot.
This home features board and batten siding, black windows, a long side porch and plenty of character. The usage of metal roof was omitted but, as you see, the roof lines were strategically designed to make the most of the narrow lot, permitting a bonus room over the garage.
Take notes on the many details shared by this well-known British Columbia builder and feel free to pin your favorite modern farmhouse interiors!
  City Lot Modern Farmhouse
 This home has so much curb-appeal! Some people don’t like having a front garage but I feel that adding a wall-mounted “garage pergola” personalizes and adds character to the home. Notice the beautiful planters flanking the garage door. I am loving this idea!
Barn Light: Barn light Electric – similar here & here.
Porch Pendant Lighting: here.
Similar Planters: here.
House Details
Vertical Board & Batten: Hardie – Benjamin Moore Chantilly Lace OC-65.
Similar Porch Bench: here, here & here.
Windows – Black Vinyl – Windows from Tyee Windows.
Roof – IKO – Dual Black.
Vinyl Siding – Kaycan, White | 01.
Front Door – Alliance Door Products | Classic – Craft American Style CCA8260. Painted: Benjamin Moore Onyx | 2133-10 – similar here.
Foyer
The front door opens to bright foyer with custom paneled walls, painted in Benjamin Moore Oxford White CC-30.
Hardwood throughout house – European Oak Wirebrushed Hardwood Flooring – similar here.
Sconces: Triple Seven Sconce.
Similar Runner: here, here & here.
Similar Console Table: here.
Kitchen
This modern farmhouse kitchen feels open, clean-lined and uncomplicated, which is something that I love. Cabinets are Shaker Panel Cabinets, also painted in Benjamin Moore Oxford White.
Kitchen Backsplash
Kitchen Backsplash – Julian Tile | Brick Series | 2.5”x10 | Matte | BNYWH210 – White – similar here.
Kitchen Faucet – Delta Champagne Bronze.
Kitchen Sink: here.
Range: Bluestar – similar here, here & here.
Cabinet Hardware: Richelieu.
Countertop & Lighting
Kitchen Countertop – Vicostone Misterio Quartz.
Kitchen Island Dimension: 54” x 132”
Lighting: Local store – similar here (large) with these light bulbs. Other Affordable Pendants: here, here, here, here, here, here, here, here & here.
Dining Room Chandelier: West Elm – large.
Dining Chairs: West Elm.
Similar Dining Table: here.
Sideboard: Wayfair.
Rug: here.
Inspired by this Home
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  Family Room
This modern farmhouse family room is perfect for family life. I especially like the custom built-ins with windows.
Sconces: Triple Seven Sconce.
Rug: Wayfair.
Landing Area
A staircase with custom railing leads to a landing area with carpet flooring.
Master Bedroom
What a dreamy bedroom! Vertical shiplap is complemented by custom beams painted in Benjamin Moore CC-30.
Lighting: Visual Comfort – similar here (affordable).
Similar Bed: here, here (in grey) & here– Beautiful Beds: here, here, here, here, here & here.
Mudroom
Mudroom Paint Color: Benjamin Moore Onyx 2133-10.
Similar Tile: here & here.
Chandeliers: Pottery Barn.
  Many thanks to the builder for sharing the details above!
Builder & Designer: Su Casa Design (Instagram)
Photographer: Dale Klippenstein
  Bring the Holidays Home!
Online Holiday Shopping = More Options & Less Crowds!
  Exciting Pre-Black Friday & Cyber Monday Sales!
Thank you for shopping through Home Bunch. I would be happy to assist you if you have any questions or are looking for something in particular. Feel free to contact me and always make sure to check dimensions before ordering. Happy shopping!
Joss & Main: Sale: “Black Friday & Cyber Monday“!
Wayfair:Black Friday Sale – Up to 80% OFF!!! Huge Sales on Decor, Furniture & Rugs!!!
Serena & Lily: Serena and Lily End of Year Sales!
Pottery Barn: 20% OFF your Regular-priced order plus Free Shipping. Use Code: HOLIDAY
West Elm: Black Friday Event: Buy More Save More + Free Shipping! Code: SAVEMORE
One Kings Lane: New Holidays Arrivals!
Anthropologie: Take an Extra 40% OFF Sale Items!!!
Williams & Sonoma: Up to 50% OFF!
Neiman Marcus: Designer Sale: Up to 50% OFF.
Pier 1: Christmas Decor Sales!
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  Posts of the Week:
Beautiful Homes of Instagram: New England Home.
Family Home Renovation with Casual Interiors.
Small Lot Modern Farmhouse.
2018 Norton Children’s Hospital Raffle Home.
Transitional Custom Home Design.
Southern Farmhouse.
Beautiful Homes of Instagram: Canada.
Beautiful Homes of Instagram.
Newlyweds Home Design.
Family-friendly Home Design.
Southern Beach House with Modern Interiors.
Florida Vacation Home Style.
Beautiful Homes of Instagram: Lake House.
Black and White Interior Design Ideas.
Interior Design Ideas: Designer’s Home.
Interior Design Ideas: Colorful Interiors.
Florida New-Construction Family Home.
Interior Design: Ideas House Tour.
Custom Home with Artisan Craftsmanship Interiors.
Traditional Kitchen Reno Ideas.
Interior Design Ideas: New Orleans Home.
You can follow my pins here: Pinterest/HomeBunch
See more Inspiring Interior Design Ideas in my Archives.
“Dear God,
If I am wrong, right me. If I am lost, guide me. If I start to give-up, keep me going.
Lead me in Light and Love”.
Have a wonderful day, my friends and we’ll talk again tomorrow.”
with Love,
Luciane from HomeBunch.com
Come Follow me on
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Contact Luciane
“For your shopping convenience, this post might contain links to retailers where you can purchase the products (or similar) featured. I make a small commission if you use these links to make your purchase so thank you for your support!”
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