#Brides 2024

[shaadiwish]

ShaadiWish predictions state that a few amazing fashion trends of 2024 will include some amazing ones from 2023. These trends made a huge impact last year and are here to stay in 2024 as well!

[mint-mango]

mia doodle

[atomic-chronoscaph]

Frankenstein and The Bride of Frankenstein - art by Anthony Petrie (2020, 2024)

[the-illustrative-interloper]

[fashion-runways]

NEPHI GARCIA Emily Dress 2024 if you want to support this blog consider donating to: ko-fi.com/fashionrunways

[aeryartsco]

Pixel Slashers

I recently made some DBD icons to go with my Pink Slashers! I’ll have them as stickers and keychains at Sakura Con next weekend! Which one is your favorite? IG aeryart

[usergwen]

Bride of Frankenstein (1933) x Your Monster (2024) & Lisa Frankenstein (2024)

[temeyes]

Price in wedding dress. Thank you

wife him up, anon!!!

[jaesti]

[holylulusworld]

His Bride (Prologue) - Creaturetober 29

Summary: Your life gets turned upside down.

Pairing: Vampire!Bucky Barnes x fem!Reader; John Walker x fem!Reader (for now)

Warnings: nightmares, angst, awful boyfriend, daydreaming, vampire Bucky, mind-manipulation

The first chapter was written for @boxofbonesfic: 𝐵𝑜𝓍𝑜𝒻𝒷𝑜𝓃𝑒𝓈 𝒫𝓇𝑒𝓈𝑒𝓃𝓉𝓈: 𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝒯𝓇𝒶𝓃𝓈𝒻𝑜𝓇𝓂𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃 𝒞𝒽𝒶𝓁𝓁𝑒𝓃𝑔𝑒

Kinktober vs Flufftober 2024

His Bride Masterlist

You wake from another nightmare filled with sharp teeth and blood. So much blood.

His teeth: you can still feel where they broke the skin and flesh in your dream. There’s no wound or blood. Of course not. It’s only a dream. A nightmare you have had for months.

It’s always there in the back of your mind—the monster clawing its way into your life bit by bit. Ever since you started working for Buchanan Inc.

There is something you can’t grasp but know is there. A shadow looming over you and your life.

Maybe that’s why your fiancé acts coldly toward you. Or maybe he simply lost interest.

“You look like shit.” You flinch at John’s harsh tone. He glares in your direction as you struggle to get out of bed. Groggily, you push the covers off you, yawning loudly. You’re exhausted, drained even. “If I didn’t know better, I’d say you’re at the club all night and sneak back into bed.”

John snorts and turns around, muttering under his breath. Great, he’s in that mood again. You hear him rummage in the kitchen but are too tired to care.

Last night, the dream was even more intense. You could almost feel the presence of the monster chasing you in your dreams. His teeth sank into your neck, and you screamed—in pleasure and pain. You shudder at the memory of your lustful escapade with the monster.

Oddly, you can remember every detail of your dreams lately. Even the monster’s eyes. Steel-blue and cold.

Touching the itching spot again, you whimper. Your skin feels sensitive and hot.

“You’re imagining things,” you grumble as you get out of bed to walk into the bathroom. “No more romantic vampire novels for bed, young lady!” You chuckle to yourself and hurriedly walk into the bathroom. A shower will help you wash the coldness out of your bones and the shame off your body.

Another day down the drain. You rub your temples and sigh. Restless nights and workload took a toll on you.

“Y/N, you’re still here? Why are you working so late? I thought I’m the workaholic here,” your boss chuckles. “You should go home.”

Your head snaps toward the open door to your boss’s office. Well, everyone’s boss. The CEO of Buchanan Inc. - James Buchanan Barnes. Perfection in flesh and blood.

He's like a classic gentleman, with a sexy Romanian accent and the most stunning blue eyes you ever saw on a man. It doesn’t hurt that he’s handsome, rich, and mysterious.

If only you weren’t engaged. If only…

“I wanted to finish a few things before heading home,” you lie poorly. Your boss can see it in your eyes.

You barely get the chance to meet him. He seems to always be absent during the daytime.

In secret, you called him a hot vampire after reading another novel involving a sexy vampire. Well, the accent and his mysterious aura matched the description, and you couldn’t help but daydream about your boss.

“Doesn’t your fiancé miss you when you work for so long? I wouldn’t want him to hate me for stealing his girl’s attention.” He suddenly stands in front of your desk, taking you by surprise. You press your hand to your heart, gasping as Bucky moves so fast you don’t see him coming.

“He wouldn’t care,” you curse yourself for the slip of the tongue. Your boss doesn’t need to know that John gives a shit if you come home late. He’s late almost every day, too. You gave up asking him for a reason weeks ago. “I meant, he’s busy with work too. I only want to finish a few documents and will head home.”

“Do you want something to eat or a tea?” Bucky watches you rub your temples. “You’re having a headache.” He says, already knowing your head is pounding. “Did you drink enough?”

“Yeah,” you lie again. The truth is, you lost track of time and forgot lunch and drinking once again.

“Hmm,” he whispers your name and suddenly stands right before you. His hands reach out for you. He carefully touches your temple with his thumb, slowly rubbing circles. You whimper. His touch is soothing and exciting at the same time.

You close your eyes and instinctively lean in his gentle touch. It feels like Bucky rubs the pain right out of your head. He murmurs your name and a few words you don’t understand in Romanian.

“Păpuşă (doll).” His deep voice and the scent of his cologne fill your senses. You’re so lost in his touch and closeness that you moan his name.

He chuckles but says nothing. Bucky seems to be pleased with your reaction because he keeps on whispering your name and words in Romanian, making you feel warm and safe.

Even if you weren’t lost in his touch, you wouldn’t care. This is the gentlest touch you ever experienced in your life.

“Open your eyes, păpuşă (doll),” he purrs your name with the sweetest voice, luring you in. You fight to open your eyes but follow his order. Your lips part as you search his eyes.

You gasp, watching his beautiful blue orbs turn crimson. His lips part to reveal pearl-white, sharp fangs. “Don’t be afraid, mea mireasă (my bride). Nothing will happen to you. You’re mine to protect and love. Soon you’ll be mine forever.”

The fog slowly lifts from your mind as his warmth leaves you. You blink a few times to watch Bucky scroll through his phone. He lifts his gaze to meet your eyes.

Another daydream—that’s what this was. He never touched you or murmured soft words. This is the worst time to lose your mind. Your boss cannot know about your daydreams or your nightmares.

You can only hope Bucky didn’t catch you staring at him.

Part 1

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[theravenloftwanderers]

🥀 𝕮𝖚𝖗𝖘𝖊 𝖔𝖋 𝕾𝖙𝖗𝖆𝖍𝖉 - 𝕯𝖆𝖞 𝕴𝕴𝕴 𝕭𝖗𝖎𝖉𝖊 - 🥀

If Strahd sent me a wedding invite or even for a vow renewal for his brides. Disrespectfully, I would decline. I ain't about to be the entree for them y'know. I like blood like I like my slumber. Undisturbed.

[animangapolls]

[cuepickle]

Finally the day has arrived to share the art I created for the @billybigbang2024!

I was paired with the lovely @spaceofentropy, who wrote “As You Wish”, a Princess Bride AU. Billy is in Wesley’s role, with Chrissy as Princess Buttercup.

I loved how @spaceofentropy wrote them as besties, and how she wrote all of the other characters into the fic (especially the brown haired sailor who’s at Billy’s side along the way 👀

All chapters of the fic have now been posted on ao3, so if you haven’t had a read already, you can here:

[vimai]

Maybe this sort of cheesy romance is okay too… 🏹⚔️

[reaniweek2024]

re-animator week is an event dedicated to creating fanworks centered around the franchise: art, gifs, fic, meta, cosplay... whatever you can think of! it will run between the 11th and 17th of november

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Thanks for participating! See you next year, hopefully!

[historical-fashion-polls]

historical fashion polls (halloween edition) info