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royal-bubble-tea · 2 months

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Ateez Headcanons

I have discovered a lack in Ateez x tall! Reader. I am a 1,80 m / 5'11 tall girl myself so this is going to be something more self indulgent.

So for all my tall people out there, this one is for you.

Ateez x tall! gn! Reader 🌻

Hoongjoong

I think that Hoongjoong would be amazed by your height. Have you seen him standing next to Yunho or Mingi? Our cute little captain would be so giddy standing next to you. He would blush regularly and just look up at you with heart eyes. He would love everything about you and your height. Maybe in the beginning he would be very shy around you, thinking someone as tall and gorgeous as you would not want to be with him. But as soon as you two admitted to your feelings for each other and started going out he would be over the moon. He would get such a confidence boost out of calling you his significant other and would use every opportunity to show you off. He would totally love to dress you up. He gets so much inspiration for clothing and designes by looking at you. He would definetly try to convince you to model for him and not being able to decide if he wanted to dress you up or take all of your clothes of right this moment.

Seonghwa

I see Seonghwa as someone who is a bit more traditional and wanting someone smaller than him. So when he saw you for the first time you absolutely rocked his world. He loves to feel up your legs when lying next to him. Picture the two of you in his bed, him playing Animal Crossing and possessivly put your legs over his lap. Squeezing your thighs and just being happy to have so much of you to feel up and cherish. Being as tall as him also means that you two can switch clothes and go for a cute couple look. He loves to match outfits with you or swap clothes in general. Gets heart eyes seeing you in his Sweatshirts. Or was it yours?

Yunho

He radiates big puppy energy. When he saw you for the first time he just had to come over and talk to you. He is absolutely amazed by your height. He loves how easy it his to kiss all over you face without having to hurt his neck. He gets so blushy and his ears turn a bright red at how easily you can lean in and kiss him on his cheeks or lips. He loves to tease the smaller members, especially Wooyoung, with your height. But he would also tease you, would hide snacks or other very important objects at high places that even you can't reach. So he can show of his little bit of extra height.

Yeosang

He started liking you for who you are. Your height does not bother him at all. He is more along the lines of "huh, they are tall, even taller than me, so what?" He would definetly ask to wear your clothes, loving how much more comfortable they are. Even if you argued that it was unreasonable he would shut you up by saying something along the lines that it must be because they were yours. Making you blush all the time but him being clueless why. When you would chill in the dorms he would put your legs in his lap, muttering to himself how long they are and that they seem to go on for ever.

San

San is pretty much like Yeosang. He loves you for who you are. Your height does not matter to him. On the contrary he would use every opportunity to show you of. But of course wearing some of his clothes. This man is possessive. Walking around in public with you and seeing just how many heads you turned, even if you did not noticed, while wearing something of his would make him puff his chest in pride. He would be super smug about it as well. He had this amazing partner at his side and they were tall as hell as well. He often felt like he found the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow.

Mingi

He would have started a conversation with you for the exact same reason as Yunho. With you being really close to him in height he would have made sure that he was still taller than you. He loves to lean over and smack a kiss onto you, it does not matter what you are doing or even of you were talking, he does it because he can without any struggle. Another one who would love to swap clothes, he sometimes would buy clothes with the thought that you both would like to wear it. Cuddling with him would often include him lying down on you and wrapping himself up in your legs. You know the Twin Tower head spin? He would try to make a new move including all three of you, but after some head bumping and full belly laughters you soon had to give up on that idea. You still appreciate his love and care to include you as much as possible in his life.

Wooyoung

Wooyoung loves you more than anything. He loves how tall you are but would sometimes still bitch about how life is unfair. He often uses your height as a weapon against the other members. Like "Stop being mean to me or I'm calling my gaint partner". You still have no clue what to do if he says that so you often just stand there and try to look intimidating. He would also ask for piggy back rides. And you again have to remind him that height does not equal strenght. Being the little shit that he is he would hide things in very low places, so he can laugh at you for having to crouch down or even crawl around the room looking for them. But of course you would get your revenge, hiding his belongings in high places from him. Hearing him whine and seeing him jump around the place trying to find his things always makes you, Mingi and Yunho bow down in laughter. Tears streaming down your face from laughing to hard, hearing im screech curses at the three of you, you lean down to kiss him quite. Turning him into a blushing and rambling mess.

Jongho

Much like Yeosang. He is like "Oh I really like this person!" .... "Oh, they happen to be tall as well" would be such an afterthought for him. He fell in love with your personality not your height. Would still love to lift you up and even give you piggy back rides. Having you on his back, carrying you around makes him so happy but blushy was well. Seeing how you legs seem to go on for ever, brings heat to his cheeks and the pit of his stomach. Would get angry if members tease you about your height difference to much and would always reasure you that you are perfect for him just the way you are and that he would change nothing about you. When asking his opinion about your height and going out in public he once felt bold and answered "I am an Idol and having a significant other as tall and gorgeous as you standing next to me, makes me look even more successful".

Well, this was very much self indulgent but I felt like writing it.

What are your thoughts on that matter? Would Ateez like someone as tall or even taller than them? 🤔

#ateez #ateez hongjoong #ateez seonghwa #ateez yunho #ateez mingi #ateez yeosang #ateez san #ateez wooyoung #ateez jongho #ateez headcanons #ateez imagines #ateez fluff

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lunarkyn · 6 months

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[ PRINCESS COMPLEX : 00 ]

The life of a pureblood is normal by no means. The requirements, the expectations.. from the moment you are born, your life is chosen for you. You may only seek company of the many books that lined the Hogwarts library walls. That is, until your family begins to speak of a marriage to join the houses.

genre. arranged marriage, pureblood relations

pairing. draco malfoy x reader

rating. (n)sfw

current c/w. swearing, degradation (not in that way, you freakies), pureblood-ism. fem reader.

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[ 00 ] “i never realized how much i needed you until you were the one person who wasn’t there.”

In your dreams, you were a pauper. You were free to do as you pleased, free to love, free from the world of magic. In your fantasies, you danced among the children of muggle villages, playing hopscotch and other frivolous games.

Yet, in your reality, you were a noblewoman. The House of Gaunt held no room for fantasies, and the closest thing you could love was the walls that surrounded you. There was no time to dream, no time to love. Time was the most valuable currency, and you were penniless.

Your bedchambers were unlike many in the stone-walled castle of Gaunt manor. Tapestries of constellations and the maps of Earth littered the walls, nearly covering every inch of cream wallpaper. On the west wall was a large palladian window, the central panes made of stained glass. The image portrayed was of an orange and pink lotus, leaves branching out into the sides. In its shadow was thousands of scattered rainbows, dancing along the wooden floor.

You lay in your bed, eyes focused on the ceiling above you. By your request, it was painted a cerulean blue, and was adorned with golden threads that hung from the crux. When the sun hit it just right, it glittered brighter than the stars. This was your safe haven, your paradise.

A knock sounded from the mahogany doors, echoing throughout your chamber.

``It is Artura, my Lady,`` your head handmaiden called through the door. You could picture her, standing with her rosy porcelain-coloured palm and ear pressed against the door, auburn hair lit ablaze with the sun pouring from the hallway windows. ``May I come in?``

``You may,`` you call, sitting upright and clasping your hands in your lap. The dark lace of your jade nightgown fell short on your collarbone, exposing the beginnings of your chest. The door began to open, exposing not just Artura, but Caelia, the newest maidservant.

Caelia was a short, stout looking young girl with a dark umber complexion and a cloudy puff of hair that always had some sort of flower from the garden embellishing it. Today, it was a wine-coloured peony.

Artura was quick to direct Caelia to your side, her feet padding quickly across the hard floor to the entrance of your extensive wardrobe, opening the doors with a yank of her hand. Caelia offered you a glass of water as she washed your face with a warm washcloth, her gentle hands ceasing when the sleep had been cleaned from your eyes.

``What are my plans for the day, Artura?`` You call, waving your dismissal to Caelia. She bowed, stepping to the far wall and standing to attention. Seemingly pleased with her selection of dress choices, Artura stepped out from the wardrobe, beckoning for Caelia to gather some accessories from the mahogany vanity.

``You are expected to attend a History of Magic class at nine, an Arithmancy class at ten, an Ancient Runes study at eleven, and there is a gathering of the Houses at noon. Duke Gaunt imagines that the gathering will take a few hours, minimum.`` Artura answers faithfully, her hands clasped at her waist. ``It is currently half past eight, so you will have enough time to enjoy the breakfast prepared by the chefs, if you would like.``

You swing your feet over the edge of the bed, shivering as the warmth of your blankets left your legs. Caelia brings over a pair of charcoal-coloured ballet flats, kneeling down and slipping each foot into its respective shoe.

``Have breakfast sent to my study, I will eat during my history lesson,`` You instruct her, rising to your feet. Caelia scuttled back to Artura’s side, head dipped low. Artura however was firm in her position, eyes meeting yours. ``The black dress will do, Artura.``

Artura fetches the dress, holding it up in the light. The dress was truly simple, a floor-length gown with a fitted sleeve and a trumpet base.``It will look beautiful on you, my Lady. Caelia, the emerald drop earrings and the single pearl necklace will do.``

Caelia returns to the vanity, plucking up a pair of well-endowed emerald earrings and silver chained necklace, cradling the jewelry as if it was a baby as she stepped to your side.

The two turned their backs to you, allowing for your privacy as you shucked off the nightgown and slipped into the evening gown. Even in the early mornings, you had to be dressed with the best. A lady of our status must always shine the brightest in the room, your mother would always tell you.

``You may turn back, ladies,`` you tell them, raising your chin slightly. Artura smiled warmly, fetching a pair of white silk gloves for you to wear. With extended hands, you allow for her to slide the gloves onto your hands, the hem reaching just above your elbow. As Caelia clipped in the lock of your necklace, she retreated back to the entrance of the room, hand placed on the lever.

Walking to the door, you passed the floor-length mirror that stood proudly facing the exit. Stopping, you looked into it. A stranger stared back.

``We will be late, my Lady,`` Artura reminds you, joining Caelia at the exit. You shiver at the cool breeze, nodding to yourself. You have no time to be yourself. ``Are you cold? Shall I fetch a winter coat?``

``That would be nice,`` You nod once more, stepping to the doors. Caelia opens them with a swift tug, the guards on either side turning to bow to you. Walking down the halls, you gaze out the large windows that cover the walls, daydreaming that you were out in the garden. You imagined the smell of the pine forest, the sweet scent of the honeysuckle that hung above the gazebo.A smile graced your lips, though only for a moment.

It was only a dream.

As you stepped into your first lesson, you nodded to the tutor, gloved hands clasped in your lap as you took a seat at the study desk. A plate of still-steaming rolls, scrambled eggs and bacon was sat next to your books, your textbook notably opened to a selection of passages on witch hunts.

This was going to be a long, long day.

#harry potter fanfic #draco malfoy x reader

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galaxytastes · 28 days

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some random clorivia hcs? 🥺

Oh my heavens aren't you just a sweetie, asking me about my fav Sapphic ship... I think about them so often, so this will be my PLEASURE. Clorivia headcanon dump, lets GOOOOO.

~This is the biggest one. Shorter Clorinde. Just a bit shorter, but its very obvious when Navia wears her tallest boots. Even as young girls, Navia was always just a few inches taller. Perfect for forehead kisses!

~During their childhood DND days, Clorinde first started out with a swashbuckler rogue character, but eventually preferred using a bard. Her instrument of choice was the lute. Navia would get a kick out of seeing Clorinde try to rizz up traders and shopkeepers with her bard-ish charm.

~Navia and Clorinde prefer tea and cakes, but on occasion, they'll share some cocktails or wine. Navia is a giggly drunk, but she can hold her drink better than any of the men in the Spina di Rosula. When Navia starts laughing at even the most unfunny statements, Clor knows its time to take her home. Clorinde on the other hand is a huge lightweight. She's very affectionate when she drinks, often forgetting about the rest of the world and starts babbling out lovely sweet nothings and risky touches that turn Navia as pink as a rainbow rose. After just one glass, Clorinde starts smiling like an idiot, asking Navia to sit on her lap.

~Clorinde and Navia love to exchange flowers with one another, even before they became romantic partners. Clorinde loves to leave flowers for Navia in private during their candlelight dinners, never getting tired of the infectious giggle and smile she is given in return. Navia prefers to gift the bouquets in public, especially at work or in front of friends. Clorinde blushes like crazy and puffs her cheeks up while everyone stares. (Navia knows what she's doing)

~While Clor does prefer more neutral/muted clothing when off the clock, she will rarely dress up when Navia asks her nicely. She even allowed Navia to drag her to Chiori's Boutique for a big poufy dress with ribbons and pearls. She only groaned just a little. (She secretly enjoyed it. Only that one time, though.)

~The whole "my lipstick would look good on you" thing is very much a love language between Clorinde and Navia. If someone pays very close attention, they would see the peachy pink blush that adorns Navia's round cheeks is sometimes very softly brushed over Clor's cheeks. At times, the familiar smell of Clorinde's cologne will fill the room, but instead it is Navia you find there instead. And Clorinde is often found fiddling with pearl earrings that look a lot like the ones Navia wore last week! Sharing is caring!

~Navia spent a lot of her childhood dancing with her father, balancing on his tip toes while rocking side to side. It got her in the habit of asking Clorinde to do the same. Tiny Navia would offer her hand like the gentlelady she is and Clorinde would accept awkwardly and they would share little girl tip toe dancing, but this time, Navia would lead, letting Clorinde use her feet to balance as she twirled them as her father taught her. Now as adults, the women still love dancing together, but in private, Navia tugs Clorinde onto her feet, letting the tired champion duelist wobble back and forth.

~Wriothesley was the first person Clorinde (accidentally) confessed her feelings for Navia to, after the "incident." The two spent a lot of time together and he could tell something was wrong, especially with how often Clor wanted to spar. He saw how she threw herself into the fights recklessly, leaving herself open with every turn. He pressed her on the issue mid-fight and thanks to adrenaline, exhaustion from the lack of sleep or maybe just grief, she blurted out her "unrequited" feelings for her childhood friend. The fight was quickly stopped and the talk was continued over tea. He's good at keeping secrets.

I have a lot, but this is getting kind of long! If you'd like more/a longer post, just let me know and I would be happy to ramble on about my dearest girls. Or if you'd like to ask for headcanons for another ship/character/platonic pairing, I'd love to write those too!

Thank you again for asking me, this was fun to write :)

#genshin impact #genshin hc #genshin headcanons #clorivia #clorinde #navia #wriothesley #clorivia headcanons #clorinde headcanons #navia headcanons #clorinde x navia #navia x clorinde #i love women

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kiankiwi · 2 months

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More Little!Jacob headcanons please!

You got it!!!

Baby is a BIG tantrum thrower.... if he's angry, he stomps and kicks his feet, screeches, fists his hands and then as soon as he's out of angry steam, he'll crawl over to you and put his head in your lap, tearfully asking for forgiveness

He's a big crawler or scooter, he hates walking because scooting or crawling makes him feel smaller

He loves comforting head rubs! Whenever he's crying or sleepy, run your fingers through his hair and he's instantly calmer

He's very unaware of how big his body is so he is so confused when it's hard for you to pick him up and carry him like other littles and that PISSES HIM OFF because it makes him feel big and anything that makes him feel large when he's in headspace makes him sad or angry

Not a big candy or sugar eater but he will eat it for like christmas and special occasions

He LOVES those baby puffs things...

He has a little red wagon (That's his size) that we take him to the local library in and he loves picking up picture books about dogs and bunnies lol

Speaking of dogs, including having layla, he also has a stuffie that resembles Layla that's his emotional support stuffy that he takes EVERYWHERE with him along with at least one of his blankies, if not more than one

You love taking him to the pumpkin patch during the holidays and doing all the activities. Playing in the corn mountain, walking the maze, picking apples, riding the hay ride etc.

He gets so excited for "night nights" because he gets to cuddle all of his blankets and stuffies and head rubs and you lay with him while he watches a show and dozes off

He LOVES shows like Arthur, Max and Ruby, rainbow fish, the smurfs, etc.

Whenever he breaks a rule and has to go in time out for any reason, he's LOUD when he cries screams for you but rarely ever gets up before the timer goes off

We rarely ever get him dressed for the day if he's in headspace. If he doesn't want to, we don't force it. Onesies make him happy so why change him

Also, when he's in headspace, you can tell because his walk changes, he doddles. He's a lot more clumsy

I hope you liked these :)

#little!Jacob #little!jake #little!Jacob elordi #kiwiswriting

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transskywardsword · 8 months

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[image description: three digital art pieces of different Zelda redesigns standing against a tan background. The first is Skyward Sword Zelda, a woman in her mid 20's, standing in a neutral pose with a smile and shut eyes; she has brown skin and short braids in rainbow beads pulled back by a light blue bandana with two strands tightly wrapped in cream fabric framing her face. She wears a tan tunic with a grey-blue-green sash cut in layers with geometric detailing, and light brown thigh-length shorts. Her boots are a darker brown with simple blue detailing along the top.

The second is Minish Cap Zelda, a young girl holding up the edge of her dirtied dress while smiling softly. She has brown skin, and her hair is braided against her scalp and pulled back into two puffs at her ears, with two strands of hair threaded through pink beads framing her face and a simple gold circlet tiara. She wears a pale pink and grey-purple dress with many petticoats and a grey-blue tabard decorated with the triforce and swirling white designs. She had long pink gloves, and the hem of her poofy skirt is muddy from time spent playing in outside.

The third is Four Sword Zelda, a teenage girl with an awkward smile and stiff stance. She is pale, with dark hair that is braided in two loops, one on either side of her face. She wears a large red bow in her hair, supported by a gold circular hairpiece. She wears a magenta sleeveless layer over her aline grey-pink poofy dress, that has a blue tabard with triforce and red geometric designs. She wears a pale pink cape held in place by two golden circular clasps near her armpits decorated with golden tassels. End descrition]

I had a ton of fun with drawing some Zeldas and ended with with all our pre-timeline split girls! First is skyswd Zelda [she/her] or Aurora (after the aurora borealis), then minish cap Zelda [she/her] or Zellie, and then four swords Zelda [she/her] or Quartz. I have a whole post on these and other zeldas' names here!

I think I'm gonna do all the Zeldas and break them up into chunks: pre timeline split, oot, child timeline, adult timeline, and fallen timeline. Should be around three each, give or take, and I'm super excited!!!

What do yall think of them?

I'd like to shout out bonus-link's design for minish cap zelda, which was a massive inspo for zellie!

#i need a tag for my zeldas #its technically tied to heroes gate but separate ya know? and i dont wanna define them by their links #zelda universe #<- tentative tag #zu aurora #zu zellie #zu quartz #i need to make an art tag eventually #my art

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toastydoll · 9 months

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Okay so obv pch is never coming back but because I loved the summer beachy vibe I’m making a wave 2 for my own benefit 😌

First of all, we should have gotten pch twins like hello every other school got a two pack of twins? The twins are navy blue sailor stripe and mermaid iridescent girls, maybe navy has a pixie cut w nylon hair (always mad about Avery lol), mermaid has long wavy hair ofc. Mermaid girl also comes w a tail of COURSE w regular swimsuit bottoms underneath.

As for the actual second wave, I really liked how w1 included a rainbow high character! If they did a second wave I feel like it would end up being amaya bc duh, but bc this is my pch2 it’s gonna be Gabi or Sheryl. Whichever isn’t in w2 is in w3!

The other six dolls:

Coral red! HOW was this not in w1?? Coral red would be beach sporty, with cornrows (more protective hairstyles please!), a hibiscus print rash guard, hibiscus board shorts, slide sandals, sport sunglasses, and a visor. She also comes with either a surfboard like Finn or a boogie board.

Valencia Orange! When I think of summery warm colors of course I think of orange. Early aughts vibe, Valencia orange has two big orange Afro puffs (similar to jh krystal), an orange slice hair clip, a bright orange one piece, a scalloped orange cover up dress, and orange cork platform sandals. She’s also definitely got the y2k orange translucent sunglasses.

Sunshine yellow! Again, how was this not in w1? Sunrise, sunset, but no noon time directly overhead sunshine? Sunshine yellow would be non-binary bc again, it’s my line and I get to make the rules lmao. They’d have a soft mop of short blond hair, a muscle tee w a big sun, sun print board shorts, a big yellow sunhat, and yellow Birkenstocks.

Lime green!! Karma is a little limey, but I want a true lime green boy. Shaved lime head w wave patterns along the bottom (similar to Rexx’s hair), lime AirPods, loose lime Hawaiian shirt, lime short shorts, and lime slides. Comes w a towel bc he’s a beach boy (unlike sporty Finn)

Seaweed green! Two greens in one line? Yes we need more green 😌 Seaweed green is the beach goth we missed out on in the first wave. Long wavy seaweed hair, big circle shades, giant seaweed sunhat, seaweed green one piece, long loose seaweed maxi skirt, seaweed gladiator sandals. Her lipstick is also dark green ofc.

Passionfruit purple! This is a deep purplish red, a bit darker than emi. She comes with passionfruit locs, a passionfruit two piece, loose high waisted passionfruit pants, and heeled passionfruit sandals. Tbh she’d be super cute w a sunhat too but I’ve already given two other dolls a hat so idk 😅 she definitely has those circle shades w the extra third lens on top bc those are so cool

#rainbow high #rh #pch #my ocs ig

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doll-princesse · 7 months

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Molly's clown outfit from a while back is so cute and whimsical. What was your inspiration and thought process going in? Also, would you mind sharing the pattern for it? What sort of places do you recommend to get patterns from in general? Thank you so much

Thank you for the kind words!

Last April, I attended a lecture on the philosophy of clowning. It was all about finding joy and whimsy in life, stomping out seriousness, that sort of thing. So that was my inspiration!

For inspiration, I looked at both actual clown outfits, clown dolls, historical clowns/ pierrots/ jesters, and modern Halloween costumes. There’s lots of different areas to draw inspiration from, but for my first clown outfit, I decided to keep it simple. I went with the most basic harlequin color block style. Normally it’s a onesie, but I was into making separates at the time and didn’t have time to draft a whole new pattern.

My fabric choices were guided by what Joanns had in stock. I wanted polka dots and very colorful/ 90’s kidcore/ rainbow aesthetic. I wound up with two teal and white polka dot fat quarters, a half yard of a rainbow print, a roll of rainbow baby rick rack, and two kinds of narrow polka dot grosgrain ribbons.

I also used stash materials including red bias tape, narrow teal ribbons, solid red grosgrain ribbon and baby rick rack, white cotton fabric, red buttons, lightweight interfacing, and variegated thread.

For patterns, you don’t need any specific one. As long as you have a basic dress pattern with a puff sleeve, and a bloomer pattern, you can hack it into Mollypop’s clown separates :)

I used:

basic dress bodice, lengthened to shirt length. (Do NOT cut bodice front on the fold. Add a seam allowance at the center front to allow for splicing together the two different fabrics).

Long puffed sleeves— short ones can also be lengthened. One of each fabric. These were hemmed, trimmed with rick rack, and gathered with elastic.

A bloomers pattern and rectangular waistband to make the puffy pants. The pant legs were also hemmed and trimmed with rick rack. Then they got an external casing from red ribbon to run elastic through. Gathered top to the waistband, put a snap at center back to close.

To make the neck ruffle, I trimmed a white rectangle with more rick rack, then gathered it. Then I bound the neckline with a bit of bias cut polka dot. Another piece of red ribbon was used as a sash.

I drafted her hat from a cone. Any witch hat pattern could be used instead. I took inspiration from the “brimless” witch hats in the manga Witch Hat Atelier.

Her braids got wire braided in, just like I saw done in my sister’s school play when we were kids.

Lastly, her big smiley face sticker is from a real clown at a clown event I attended at the university :)

I need to reblog to talk about patterns, b/c I’ve hit the post limit :(

TBC in reblogs

#an ask #clown molly #sewer mimi

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futurstic-divineawakened · 2 years

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Agustin vs Felix: The Mirabel years

* Have you ever seen two grown men fight?

* Here it is!!!

* So it’s kind of canon that in Mirabel’s younger years she stay in Casita more often, and help clean up

* So it would be Felix and Agustin being her primary caretakers

* Also meant that she would get some of her personality from them

* Clumsiness from Agustin

* Sunshine happiness from Felix

* Mirabel probably owns a yellow skirt

* When she wears it it makes Felix smile while Agustin pouts

* (Pepa has rainbows,and talks about her new daughter, while Julieta tell her to stop stealing her child)

* Felix would call her his gemela, in reference to Camilo and her being twins

* While Agustin would call her his bebeita

* 6 year old Mirabel would be ask the biggest question in her life

* Who’s her favorite in the family? Her tio or her papa?

* This one question brings up arguments

* “I’m her papa”

* “She calls me tio papi, it doesn’t count”

* “She has MY genes Felix”

* “But then why does she look so similar to Camilo”

* Both of them would try to bribe Mirabel all day

* Agustin would play with her, do anything

* Felix would sneak in the sweets

* They would do this until dinner when the rest of the family would come back wondering what was going on

* Mirabel would then declare her favorite

* She would get out of her chair leading away from Agustin’s open arms

* Which got him to pout and Felix to grin

* Felix open his arms for her to come

* The family watch as Mirabel went to Camilo

* “Camilo is my favorite” she said as she hug him. Camilo hug her back and look at the two adults with a grin and a tongue stuck out

* Felix would tell Agustin he declare that as a win for him

* Agustin would say it doesn’t count

* They would all play music together

* They would play so loudly people would think their was a party happening

* When Agustin and Felix was sick, Mirabel took care of them at 8 she knew how to make soup

* The men would never forget how cute she look coming into their respective room with some soup and water for them

* When Mirabel started embroidery around her 9th birthday, she made them the first items possible

* Felix his scarf and Agustin his sock

* As she got better she was the one who would fix their cloths if they got holes in it.

* She made them plushies, a bee for Agustin and a sun with a smiley face for Felix

* They both keep it on the bed with their wives plushies

* When Antonio was born Mirabel was so ready, Agustin call her his big prima

* Felix said that technically she would be more of an big sister

* Starting again another “do not take my child away from me”

* As Antonio get older and more closer to Mirabel she would get more items in yellow

* 12 years old a yellow scarf

* 13; a big yellow bow just like Dolores

* 14; a yellow shirt

* 15; a yellow dress, with Agustin counter acting it by getting more blue

* It was him that bought Mirabel’s signature skirt

* That Mirabel wears it all the time makes Agustin puff out his chest more

* After Casita’s fall, Mirabel lost a lot of her blue clothing which meant she only had her yellow clothing

* Felix was smug the entire time during Casita’s rebuilding

* It didn’t help that the kids kept saying Mirabel was their sister

* Someone even thought that Felix and Pepa did have four kids

* Agustin took down that rumor right away

* He then went and brought a blue dress the same shade as Mirabel’s skirt

* Mirabel wore it the next day

* Felix told her she should embroider it and while she do, wear all her yellow skirts

* Agustin got Isabela to give her a purple skirt

* Dolores got her a red one

* The men are now trying to one up each other

I have no idea if bebeita is an ACTUAL word in Spanish, but I feel like Agustin is the type to take a normal word and turn it cute

Felix and Mirabel have such bright personalities that Mirabel must have got it from someone and that someone was Felix

#encanto headcanons #encanto #mirabel madrigal #agustin madrigal #felix madrigal #julieta madrigal #isabela madrigal #luisa madrigal #pepa madrigal #dolores madrigal #camilo madrigal #antonio madrigal #abuela alma madrigal #bruno madrigal

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jewellery-box · 1 year

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Dress

1827-1829 (made), ca. 1770-1780 (woven)

Brocaded silk tobine, trimmed with silk satin, lined with glazed cotton

"A striped eighteenth-century silk gives this dress a vibrant quality. Women's clothes were often made from earlier fabrics, particularly when the colours, pattern and texture suited the fashions of the day. Eighteenth century taffetas were popular during the 1820s and 1830s as these crisp silks helped the skirts stand away from the body in graceful folds and the sleeves billow into elegant puffs. The delicate floral designs, woven stripes and soft colours also complemented contemporary lines in dress.

This evening gown is made from silk tobine dating from the 1770s. Silk tobines were taffetas patterned by being woven with an extra warp floating on the surface that was bound at intervals with silk weft threads. The warp here is in shades of red and the pattern it creates helps break up the uniformity of the stripes. This fabric was probably selected because, from a distance, the yellow, pink and red stripes resemble the 'rainbow style' prints introduced in the 1820s. 'Rainbow style' was a method of block-printing invented by the paper-stainer Spoerlin of Vienna. It was the first block-printed style adapted for roller-printing, as after the colours were applied to the cloth they were merged at the edges using a brush or roller. The result was a soft blending of colours evoking the effects of a rainbow."

Victoria and Albert Museum

#pre-Victorian #19th century #fashion history #historical fashion #dress

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thecoramaria · 1 year

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On my way to pick up a birthday cake! 🎂 For me! 🥳

So yet again, there probably won’t be a video next Monday. Life is just hectic for me right now, but I’m hoping things will settle later this week and I can finally film something for you.

[ID: Medium portrait shot of Cora against a backdrop of pink glitter sitting,smiling at the camera, and tying a bow at her waist. She wears a white hat with a pink cherry print; pink heart glasses; a rainbow rose choker; a white, puff-sleeved dress with a rainbow swirl and flower; and pink mohair fingerless gloves.]

#cora's content updates #kawaii fashion #cora's outfits #cora's original posts #harajuku fashion #cora’s original posts #rainbowcore #rainbow fashion #maximalism #maximalist fashion

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shinobuscanonwife · 2 years

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Hi lovely! Can i make a request? 👉🏻👈🏻 have you seen this cute official art of Gyutaro as chesire cat and Daki as Queen of hearts?? I was thinking about a Gyutaro x fem reader in an Alice in Wonderland AU for this Halloween days 👀 (and reader as Alice of course) i hope you can do this request, i've asked you for requests before but I don't think you made them, I apologize if I broke one of your rules. Have a nice day/night! 💖

omg this is rlly cute and also I'm sorry I haven't gotten to your requests! I have a lot of requests I'm working on rn so I'm working on them!<3

Tw: Smoking!

You had woken up in a place you didn't recognize at all. You looked down at your clothes and you were wearing a long blue dress. This certainly wasn't something you'd own but that was the least of your concerns right now. You were in a place you didn't know and you were alone. Well you thought you were. When you got up you saw two young twins looking at you. They introduced themselves as Muichiro and Yuichiro. You asked them where you were and they simply responded with "you're in wonderland!" then went back to the conversation they were having they obviously weren't going to be much help.

You just nodded and thanked them for there help you decided to try and find a way out of of this place and waved goodbye to the two twins. The twins waved bye to you as they walked the opposite direction of you. After a bit of walking you stumbled upon a man with long blond hair and rainbow eyes who was smoking.

"Who are you?" He asked looking at you in disgust. If you were being honest with yourself you didn't know at the moment. "I'm sorry sir I don't know at the moment." You said. He raised his eyebrow at you "explain yourself" he said blowing a puff of smoke in your face. "Well I can't right now you see I-" "I do not see" he snapped at you. You were kind of getting irritated so you just decided to storm off. He barely noticed you leave anyways.

You walked around forever and it honestly seemed like you had been walking around in circles until you stumbled upon this dark forest that had all these different signs and you wondered which way you should go. You stood there thinking until you heard someone appear on the tree above you. Someone who looked familiar yet you couldn't quite put your finger on it. But you just brushed it off and attention "excuse me!!!?" you yelled.

He turned his head towards you. "I just wanted to know which way I should go!!!" You said. He looked at you confused "well that depends where do you want to go?" He said grinning at you. "Anywhere is fine as long as it ca-" "well then I guess it doesn't really matter where you go" he said interrupting you. You explained to him that you just wanted to find a way out of here and he suggested visiting the mad hatter. "Thank yo-" you started to say before he disappeared. You looked at the sign that said "mad hatter" and started down the path.

Thank you for your request! I've never done an AU before so I'm sorry if this isn't that good! But there are a lot more characters I haven't covered from Alice in wonderland so if you want me to do a part 2 just let me know! Have a nice day/night!

#kny au #kny x reader #gyutaro x you #gyutaro x reader #kny fluff #kny headcanons #demon slayer fluff #demon slayer x reader

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ask-carmenpondiego · 2 months

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Chapter 3: Bickered Eggs and Spilled Tea

A few hours later, Carmen wakes up in a rather plush bed, the sun was shining through a set of open french doors, some sheer curtains blowing in the soft warm wind, the sound of waves crashing on the beach could be heard. She blinked slowly and looked around, sitting up and with a wince, she lays back down. She noticed she was naked save for some bandages on her arm and pulled up the covers as she heard that stallion’s voice, “Did you know that you snore?” She looked at him leaning against the doorframe leading to the rest of the building. “Yeah, so? You probably do too.” She scowled. He chuckled and shook his head, “Wouldn’t know, I dont sleep.” She crosses her arms, “Thats obvious, if you had a decent night sleep you might not be an intolerable asshole.” He pats his chest, looking wounded, “Ouch, such loving words to say to your rescuer. I may be an asshole but I saved yer fuckin ass last night. You’re welcome.”

“Fine, Thank you for saving my ass. Now are you going to tell me who you are and where we are?” She gestured about the entire room, and blinked. He was suddenly gone from the doorway and lounging stretched out beside her in the bed. She yelped and held the covers closer to her, leaning away from him. He was dressed in a roughed up white button down shirt, sleeves rolled up, a loose tie lazily hanging from the collar, and same leather pants as the night before; he flicked his thumb and a small flame lit the tip. He used it to light his cigarette and took a deep inhale. “The name’s Marehem. You can call me M. We are currently at a safe house that my brother had when he left on his excursions. He was the one who made me promise to keep you safe. That was before he disappeared.” He blew out a puff of smoke and chewed the end a little. Carmen listened and tilted her head, “Your brother knew me? I’m sorry but I think I would remember befriending a demon” M would cackle in response, “You knew him alright, you fuckin married him. That jog yer memory? I’m Waldo’s brother.”

Carmen sat there in disbelief, staring at him. “Oy, its rude to stare ya know.” She shook her head, “Sorry.. but whatever you are, Waldo isnt that. He was a kind and gentle soul, he was a wonderful father, made me laugh and-“ “And made you cum with how blissfully romantical he was.. myehhh.. yeah I know.” He mocked the cigarette between his fingers as he pointed at her, “He would not shut up about you and the kids. Not that I blame him, he had the cushy life. Me, I like it more rough. We are known as changelings, and the special talent our brood had particularly gave us the title of Balancers. There were the light balancers like Waldo where everything was happy and lucky and goody goody gumdrops. Then there are Dark Balancers where you have changelings like me who balance out that sunshine and rainbows and thrive on tragedy and disaster. You still with me? Jingle jingle..” he explained, producing a set of keys out of shadow and jingled them in her face as she kept staring. She blinked as she processed this. “So… my son is half changeling?” He wrinkled his face, “I drop a whole bunch of fuckin lore at you and all you ask about is your kid? Yes, yer kid is half changeling. He’ll probably grow into his powers when he’s a few years old. I wouldn’t worry about it.” He waved her off. “Do you need to smoke so much?” She asked, waving her hand to blow some smoke away. “It keeps me young-gawd yer nosey. What is it with you and these fuckin questions?” He rolls his eyes and takes another draw. “I used to be a detective, it helps me figure out people.” He gives her the middle finger, “Yah? Figure out this.” She drops her hands onto her lap and looks at him, wondering where the fuck he got that audacity. “You know what, Fuck you. Fuck you and your stupid cancer sticks, and your stupid tentacles, and stupid middle finger, and.. and your stupid face!” His eyes glinted a little as he formed a devilish smirk. Before she could move, he straddled her hips, his hands on the headboard, effectively pinning her there, she yelped and sunk lower in the bed as he lowered his head to near her level. He gives a low growl by her ear, “You wanna try that again, little bitch? Or are you going to be a good little bitch and shut that dirty whore mouth before I shut it for you~?” The only thing between them were the covers on the bed, which Carmen pulled up to hide her scarlet face as she peeked up at him. The sheer threatening and dominating aura he gave off sent shivers down her spine as she held the covers over her blushing face. What the fuck was he doing?! He was her brother in law!…supposedly?! Why would he try to jump her bones after he lost his brother?! “Come out, little bitch, or I’ll make you come out..” he started grinding against her, growling more. She gave a small squeal and wriggled out from under him, slipping off the side of the bed to the floor, scrambling to scoot away to the other corner. He merely watched her skitter in panic and made him cackle. He moved and sat on the edge of the bed, his arms on his knees. “You are fun to tease. Not easy to get along with, but easy to tease.” He stands with a clap of his hands on his thighs, “I’ll go fetch you some grub. You haven’t eaten proper in fuckin months.” He walks out the door, only to back a step in, “By the way, you ain’t a prisoner here. Get up and start slowly movin about. Do ya some good.” She watched him disappear into the other room and curled up against the wall, hugging her knees to her chest.

Everything was so different, she had a hard time making sense if it all. She remembered being in tough spots before, especially before meeting Wally. This felt different, she couldn’t put a finger on it. She felt an ache in her horn and reached up to touch and soothe it. She winced as a mere touch now sent her mind into deep static, making her wobble where she sat. That wasn’t right, it was never that sensitive before. She stood and looks at it closely in the mirror. A thin blackened core swirled between the tan twists, making her horn look almost two toned. Her horn was damaged worse by that electric torture, she was sure it has fractured in a small split in the spiral. Now she couldn’t even touch it without having issues. She was partially glad she never used it with magic due to the previous sensitivity issue but how will she function now? One touch and she could be in trouble!

Carmen heard M coming back down the hall, and she scrambled to find a robe. She moved too quickly, clutched her stomach and sank back to her knees, grunting in pain. The changeling sauntered into the room carrying a tray of food, a warm mug of tea and a water bottle as well as a heating pack. “The fuck you tryin to do? You can’t run anywhere. Yer on an island.” He set the tray on the dresser and scooped her up, plopping her back on the bed. “And even if you could run, you shouldnt. You need to heal first.” He turned and grabbed the tray. She squinted her eyes at him, “You told me to move around.. If I’m not a prisoner here, why am I being held against my will by you?” He had set the tray down over her legs as a popup tray, a small dish of eggs and toast sat steaming fresh. He picked up a piece of toast and waggled it before dropping it, “Move around SLOWLY. You think I fucking want you here? I don’t want to be babysitting some brat who doesn’t know when to shut her yap. I didnt have to feed you, or give you comfort things.” He stood and pointed out of the french doors, “You wanna leave and fuckin screw up yer health and yer chances of getting yer kids back? Be my fuckin guest. Theres the fuckin door, hope you can swim faster than the fuckin sharks.” Carmen scowled, gripping the pillow to throw at him, “How do you think I feel?! I’m in pain after the most horrific night of my life and I have to be berated by you because all I want to do is get back home!”

“I berate you only because you nag me all these questions thats none of yer fuckin beeswax! Theres a reason I like bein left alone, but Nooooo. Wally just had to ask me to make sure yer safe. Well yer safe from everything except yer damn self!”

“You expect me to just sit here and accept every little traumatic thing to me?! I’m sorry, I thought you loved misery and tragedy and whatever else! You just like it if we just curl up and die without fighting back, and easy meal then? Well, FATSO, no more easy meals from me!” She fumed, eating her eggs furiously, “Hey, these are actually pretty good.. did you put chile pepper in these?” M crossed his arms, glaring daggers at her, “Yeah, this ‘Fatso’ knows how to cook. Big surprise. Also, I don’t know if you noticed, but I’m anything BUT fat. I take my weight very seriously! I never over indulge in any meal.” He was right, she looked at him closer while nibbling the toast, he had muscle but it was very lean, in the wrong clothes, he would be extremely lanky. But in the pants and button down shirt tucked in, he just looked toned and fit and much to her resentment, she’d even consider him extremely attractive. Swiveling her ears back, she kept him in her sights, sipping the tea. Blinking she looked in the cup, “Is this…Raspberry leaf?” She takes another sip, analyzing the taste by swishing it around her tongue. “Nettle.. and dandelion.. This is menstrual tea. How did..?”

“When you get to be my age, you pick up a thing or two.” He lights a cigarette and runs his fingers through his hair, his horns looked different today, it was more of a unicorn horn than two demon horns. He also had his tentacles and wings tucked out of sight when he had entered the room. Carmen tilted her head finishing her tea and wiping the rest of the egg up with the last bit of toast, “Not to keep asking personal questions, but you don’t look any older than late 20’s. How old are you?” He rolled his eyes and counted on his fingers, “Lesse… 3, carry the one… how many years ago was that asteroid that killed the dinosaurs again?” She scoffed, “Ok, I get it, you’re old. I doubt that old but I won’t pry.” She sets the tray aside and slouches back with a wince, placing the heating pad onto her abdomen, sighing. “Thank you. I certainly needed your help back there. I’m sorry for being difficult but I am grateful you came by when you did.”

He shrugged and flicked the ash, “Meh. Can’t say its what I do but at least I know where there is opportunity. At least I know how to make you tolerable. All I gotta do is feed you, then no more yelling.”

“I’m not that simple. But the food was delicious. Last night you said I was the only way to get something you wanted.. what was that?” She inquired. He groaned in renewed annoyance, “Again with the questions.. all I wanted was fuckin closure. It was the last thing Wally wanted from me and as long as I got you outta there and some place safe to dump you, I was free and clear of his debt.” She sat and fidgeted with the sheet hem, “I guess we both deserve closure. I’ll help you get your closure if you help me with something.”

He raised an eyebrow taking another long draw, “Ok, I’ll bite. Whatcha need? Because once I’m done with you, I’m gone. You’ll never see me lookin after yer sorry ass again.” Carmen nodded, “Thats fair. All I need is to get back into that asylum. I need some information.” His head snapped up and groaned “You want to.. Rrrrrgh, why the fuck do you want to go back there?! Theres nothing! Look what they did to you! You… you want me to be tethered to you forever and be your fuckin slave.. bullshit! I wont do it! I aint risking my neck for nobody!”

Carmen slow blinked at his tantrum. “I’m glad you agreed to risk your neck. Now I just need to get there, I’ll do the rest-“ “I said no.” He growled. She tilted her head, “Actually, you used a double negative which in grammar terms, you do agree. So anyway as I was saying..” she looked up at him just in time to see the bedroom door slam. “Well that was rude..”

#mlp oc pony #carmen pondiego #ask blog #story update #chapter 3

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sage-writes-stuff · 2 years

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"He's got a corpse bride!" Eddie Munson x GN!reader series part 1.

ITS HERE FINALLY. THE CORPSE BRIDE INSPIRED SERIES. I will be using they/them pronouns but bride will be used, along with mentions of wearing a dress, and some pet names (Sweetheart, darling, baby, bunny), abusive relationship, reader is tested on in Hawkins lab, murder (?)

Italics means flashback.

Enjoy <33

"015." Y/N looks up from their chess game, "Oh! 018! Hello there, was there something you needed?" They smile warmly at their boyfriend, if you could even call him that. He was rude and aggressive towards them, often lashing out and using his powers to hurt them. They loved him all the same. That's all they ever wanted, love. Henry had read them a story before bed once, without papa knowing. It was a story about a prince and princess who fell madly in love with each other. Everything about it sounded so perfect. Everyday leading up to now their mind had been clouded with visions of princesses dancing with their true loves across large, echoey hallways.

"Can I talk to you..." 018 looks around at the other kids in the Rainbow Room. "In the hallway..?" Y/N nods and quickly jumps up from their seat, knocking over their opponents king with a wink.

Once in the hallway, 018 shoves them against a wall. "What were you doing?!" He glares at them. "I was playing chess with 007..." His grips tightens before letting go. "What did I tell you? No interacting with anyone that isn't a guard or Papa." Y/N frowns at him. "Come on 018..we're already well..here! I don't get to talk to many people to begin with..." 018 rolls his eyes. "Poor bunny..didn't want to have to do this." His glare melts into a smirk as he throws them against a wall. "Ah! 018! Quit it!" Y/N's screams only encouraged him to throw them around more.

The next day Y/N was sitting on the floor in the rainbow room, their body was weak and they had multiple bumps on their head. Henry walks over and frowns at them, kneeling down. "015? You're covered in bruises. What happened?" Y/N glances across the room at 018 and he shoots them a glare. "Nothing..I fell off the bed this morning.." Henry looks at them and then at 018. "Right..." The doors swing open and Papa walks in.

"Children..line up." Papa smiles. A chorus of voices follow "Yes, papa." The line started moving down the hallway towards the first lesson of the day. Y/N's were fluttering open and closed, it was getting harder and harder to keep them open. The line finally arrives at the designated testing room and everyone lines up on the back wall. Y/N closes their eyes, prompting a yell from Papa "015?! Open your eyes! This is why you need to sleep during lights out children. 015. Come here." They shuffle over to him and he attaches a shock collar to their neck. "Maybe this will teach you." He cranks the power up fully and Y/N struggles for a few seconds before falling to the floor. They look up at Papa "stop..please.." They manage to choke out. After a few seconds their eyes flutter closed for the last time. Papa stares at them. "...015..?" He kneels down and checks their pulse. Nothing. He looks back up at everyone in line. "Go back to the rainbow room children. Lessons are cancelled today."

"SHIT WHERE IS IT?!" Eddie ran through the trailer. "Where's what, boy?" Wayne watches as he runs through the room about a million times. "Backpack!" Eddie yells back. Wayne sighs "You don't need it today...boy come sit down. 'Need to talk to you about something" Eddie sits across from his uncle at the small table, confused "what's up?" Wayne sighs and takes a puff of his cigarette. "Well..listen boy, money is tight. Its been tight. For a long time and you know this. Found a solution for our money problems." Eddie smiles. "You have? What is it?!" Wayne takes another long puff before putting out the cigarette. "The Cunningham family. Their daughter, Chrissy, just broke up with her boyfriend. We need money, her parents want her to get a husband. Put something nice on. Rehearsal is today. Wedding is tomorrow."

Eddie stares at his uncle in shock. "What?! You can't just-but-ive never even spoken to Chrissy Cunningham in my life!"

Wayne rolls his eyes. "Trust me boy, that's a good thing. Don't try to protest anymore, it'll get you nowhere. We're leaving in twenty minutes."

Wayne was many steps ahead of Eddie, talking to Mrs. And Ms. Cunningham. As Eddie walked through the huge front room something caught his eye. A grand piano in the middle of the room. The wood was shiny and clean. He waited for his uncle and the Cunningham's voices to fade into the next room. As soon as he heard a heavy door shut, Eddie slowly walked over and sat down, starting a solo he had learned for a Corroded Coffin song that never made it into an official set. He sighed as his fingers glided from key to key. "wow.." Eddie yelped in surprise and jumped up from the seat, finding himself face to face with Chrissy. "You play beautifully.." Eddie's face dusts over with a blush. "I'm sorry...Ms. Cunningham...?" Chrissy covers her mouth and giggles. "Please. We are to be married tomorrow. Call me Chrissy." Eddie nods "Right..chrissy.." Chrissy sighs and sits down at the piano. "My mother won't let me near the piano. It's improper for a young lady. Too passionate, she says." When Eddie doesn't say anything she continues. "You know...when I was younger I used to dream of my wedding day. I always hoped to find someone I was deeply in love with...someone to spend the rest of my life with." She giggles and looks up at Eddie. "Silly isn't it?" Eddie nervously sits down next to her. "Yes..silly..I mean! No! No not silly, not at all!" In his haste he knocks down a small vase sat on top of the piano, the single flower falling out. They both stand up, Chrissy picking up the flower and turning to Eddie, holding it in between the two of them with a smile. Suddenly the door opens with a loud crash. "What impropriety is this?! You two shouldn't be alone together!" Mrs. Cunningham yells, seething with rage. "Here it is, a minute before five and you're still not at the rehearsal!" She stomps back into the room she emerged from, the soon to be newlyweds trailing behind her.

“With this hand, I will lift your sorrows. Your cup will never be empty, for I will be your wine. With this candle, I will light your way into darkness. With this ring, I ask you to be mine.” The pastor exclaims the vows before glaring at Eddie. "Let's try it again.." Eddie nods quickly and holds up the candle. "With..this candle.." He leans forward to light the candle. He clicks his tongue and tries to light it again. "This candle.." Unlit. "This...candle..." Nothing. Wayne groans from the pews. He tries one more time and the candle finally lights. "Hehe..With this candle.." His breath puts out the flame. "Continue!" The pastor yells as the door bell rings. The footman opens the door to reveal a young man. The footman rushes over to the Cunningham's. "Jayden Williams sir." Mr. Cunningham looks up at him and the male slowly walks over. "I haven't a head for dates...apparently I am a day early for the ceremony." Mr. Cunningham blinks at him. "Is he from your side of the family?" Mr. Cunningham looks over at his wife. "I can't recall.." Mr. Cunningham shakes his head. "A seat for Jayden! Now!" Mrs. Cunningham yells. The footman brings a chair over and Jayden carefully sits down. All attention returns to the rehearsal. "Let's try it again, shall we Munson?" Eddie sighs. "Yes sir.." The pastor groans. "Right." Eddie blinks. "Right..oh right!" He tosses the candle to the other hand. "With this...uh.."

"Hand."

"With...this..hand..I will.."

"THREE STEPS! THREE! Do you not wish to be married, Munson?!"

"No, no!"

Chrissy gasps, "you don't?"

"No! No as in I do not...not wish to be married. As in I very much want to..OW!" The pastor hits him on the head with his staff.

"Focus! Have you even remembered..to bring the ring?!"

"T-the ring! Yes!" As soon as he removes the ring from his pocket, it flies out of his hand and bounces down the aisle. "Dropping the ring! This boy does not wish to be married!"

Eddie picks up the ring with a grin as Mrs. Cunningham wails in fear. He looks over and the candle he dropped had set her dress on fire. "Oh! Oh fuck!" He yells, he goes to help put out the fire but is pushed away by Mr. Cunningham. Jayden pours wine on the small flame and distinguishes it. Everyone goes quiet and stares at him. The pastor jumps in front of him. "Enough! This wedding can not take place until he is prepared! Young man..learn. Your. Vows." He points at Eddie with a glare, who nods vigorously.

Eddie had walked through the forest for who know how long, losing track of time in the leaves and bitter cold of winter. He found a small bridge someone had built many years ago and leans against it, looking over Lover's Lake.

He sighs and fidgets with the flower Chrissy had given to him earlier that day. "Oh Chrissy.. She must think I'm such a fool..this day could not get any worse." He sighs and continues his walk through the woods. "It really shouldn't be that difficult. It's just a few simple vows! With this hand, I will take your wine... Ugh..no." He walks deeper and deeper into the woods. "With this hand," he moves both hands up to his chest "I will cup your.." He looks down at his hands and sighs. "Oh..jesus, no."

"With..with this... With this uh..with this candle, I will... I will set your mother on fire.." He smacks his forehead and groans. He sits on a log and sighs. "It's no use.." He reaches into his pocket and take out the flower and ring. He sighs and stands up.

"With this hand, I will lift your sorrows! You're cup will never empty, for I will be your wine!" He runs over to a tree and takes a small branch into his hand. "Ah..Mrs. Cunningham! You look ravishing tonight! What's that Mr. Cunningham? You want me to call you dad? Well..if you insist!"

"With this candle, I will light your way through darkness! With this ring, I ask you..to be mine!" He slides the ring onto a random branch sticking out, breathing heavily and grinning. The ground vibrates, barely noticeable. Eddie turns around and notices a white ribbon. "That wasn't there just a minute ago..." he slowly walks over and unties it from the branch. The ground shakes again, harder this time. He quickly turns around. A skeleton hand shoots out of the ground and latches onto his leg, he yelps and pulls at his leg. He finally escapes and tumbles to the ground. Someone emerges from the ground next. He stares up at them in fear as they pushes back their veil. "I do..." They whispers. Eddie screams and gets up, starting to run through the forest. They follow him, scooping up their arm and pushing it back into place. Eddie runs quickly, pushing away any branches in his way until finally he makes it back to the bridge at Lover's Lake. He pants and leans over the bridge, finally losing them. He looks around, just making sure. But when he turns around to start the walk back to his trailer, they're standing there, mere inches away from his face. They slowly walk toward him, pushing him against the stone bridge.

"You may kiss the bride..."

Hope you enjoyed! Let me know if you'd like to be added to the tag list for this series <3

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