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[dovveri]

high fashion fashion

synopsis: you’re meeting with the top fashion designer in the country to get your measurements taken for haute couture: an exclusive, annual fashion magazine you had the luck to be chosen for

warnings: reader receiving, cunnilingus, fingering, strap-ons, swearing

w/c: 4.4k

a/n: momo part 2 here!

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"miss minatozaki! the model is here to see you as requested!"

you shuffle around a little awkwardly as you stand behind the agent that had led you to the infamous fashion designer's lair. you were still a new name in the modelling industry so it came as a surprise when you booked one of the biggest fashion magazines in the country. naturally, that meant working with the best of the best, and minatozaki sana was the best of the best.

"come in!" a voice drifts out, it's high-pitched and honeyed, the kind of voice that lures people in and gets them to do whatever the speaker asks of them. you were cautious though, sana's reputation preceded her. tales of her perfectionism were not sparse, she was a difficult woman to please, and had been known to ruin careers with the shake of a head or the slight frown in her eyebrows.

the agent rushes you in, whispering about making sure you did whatever sana wanted you to do, and then taking their leave just as quick, terrified to be in the same room as the fashion designer of the century.

you wring your hands nervously, stepping forward and taking in your surroundings. it wasn't unlike any other studio you've been in. messy fabrics and half-completed outfits strewn over pages of designs and measurements, mannequins standing half-dressed and lifeless, and in the centre of it all, the mastermind of the methodical chaos you stood in, was minatozaki sana herself.

she tuts, making a note on the design she was currently working on, not having acknowledged your presence yet, so you stand there awkwardly, waiting for her to instruct you.

your eyes can't help but trace over her features while she works. it was only natural, you were a model, you learnt to have a sharp eye for the physical body, to be critical of yourself and others whether you were on the clock or not.

her face was perfect. she was wearing specs that perched neatly on a nose other models would pay for. her lips, although currently downturned in a frown as she perused her work, were set in a natural pout that accentuated her features, her eyes sharp and calculating behind the soft, round frame of her glasses. you could mistake her for the model for a big-brand eyewear company. your eyes glide down to her shoulder where her top slid down revealing pearly soft skin, and a sharp 90 degree angle, her collarbones protruding and proud. you're almost in disbelief at her beauty, how someone like her could've slipped under your radar, under everyone's radar. people knew her for the beauty she created, not the beauty she possessed.

you're so caught up in her you don't notice she's finally taken notice of you; quick, assertive eyes running over your own body, calculations and images of clothing pieces already forming in her head.

"y/n right?"

your eyes flick up to hers, blushing slightly at having been caught. you clear your throat, nodding, not trusting your voice to speak.

she puts down her pencil and steps out from the desk she was working behind, taking slow steps towards you. you were used to this, people staring at you, studying you. but under sana's gaze you felt like a baby deer again, like the first time you were scouted for your modelling agency. she circles you, humming here and there as she takes you in.

"i can see why mina chose you."

you cough awkwardly, "excuse me?"

"the editor. she handpicks the models for the annual haute couture magazine every year."

your eyes widen, she meant myoui mina. chief editor of the haute couture magazine. a limited fashion piece that only came out once a year and was revered by critics all across the country. the one you had the opportune luck to be selected for.

"r-right."

sana scoffs, "pretty face but can't speak. lucky you didn't go into acting."

you're a little taken aback at that, but you remind yourself this was characteristic of sana. this was in line with what you had heard. you would just have to grit your teeth and bear it, you could not afford to lose this opportunity.

"hmm. yes you'll do." she walks back to her work counter, heels clicking as she waves a hand dismissively.

"strip. everything. i'll take your measurements now and we can both get back to work."

you stutter, following after her, "d-don't you already have my measurements?"

she turns suddenly, raising an eyebrow as you almost crash into her. you realise she's a little shorter than you, though her presence made it seem she towered over you. "is there a problem?"

you blush, trying to create some distance between the two of you, "n-no ma'am! i just thought-"

"i like to take my own measurements. i don't trust the ones they sent me. after all..." she raises a hand, a manicured nail coming to trace your throat, from the middle of your neck to the tip of your chin. you hold your breath. "the notes didn't mention how devastatingly exquisite you are. i'll need to see if the rest of the... hardware matches that pretty face of yours." there's a dangerous glint in her eye, her lips curling up into a smirk as she watches your breath catch, then she's turning away and striding towards another work desk, leaving you tripping after yourself to follow her.

she quickly makes space on the counter, pushing aside sheets of drawings and pulling out a fresh new page devoid of any markings.

"well? are you shy or something? no one is allowed in here without my permission. we're alone darling don't worry." you can hear the teasing lilt in her voice, she doesn't need to turn away from her work for you to picture the smirk on her face.

you quickly rid yourself of your clothing, shivering a little in the air-conditioned workshop, reminding yourself that this was nothing out of the ordinary, you had been laid bare in front of beautiful women and men before, sana shouldn't be any different.

you hesitate when you reach your bra, but sana could smell your uncertainty.

"i said everything."

you gulped, undoing the clasp and sliding the straps off your shoulders, nipples hardening under the cool air of the room. you bend down to slide off your panties, stepping out of them carefully before coming back up, suddenly face to face with sana who's eyeing you with a hunger akin to the one of lioness. you turn to place your underwear with all your other clothes, but knowing sana was watching your every step lit a little fire in your lower stomach.

your toes clench on the cool tile of the workshop, you force yourself to take a breath before turning back to sana, and then letting her circle you again like her prey.

you almost jump when you feel her fingertip on your naked back, holding back sounds your mouth certainly shouldn't be making at work.

her finger slowly, slowly traces downwards, sana admires the smooth planes of your back, the sharp bones that jut out at your wingspan, the curve of your spine before pushing back out to your ass.

you don't even realise you're holding your breath until she pushes down slightly at the small of your back and you gasp.

then sana giggles. "cute."

her hand never leaves your body, she walks back around to face you, fingers tracing your arms, then your sides, squeezing teasingly at your hips.

"hmm... yes i can definitely work with this." her voice is lower, and you can't help but think she may be a little affected by you too.

she steps away again, grabbing a measuring tape, "you wouldn't mind doing a couple poses for me would you darling? i need to see which fabric would work best when you move around and sit or get into whatever other absurd positions momo might get you in when you take the photos."

you shake your head, irritated at the blush that was now definitely apparent on your cheeks. you were better than this, you took lessons on how to school your expression and bodily reactions for when you were forced into uncomfortable clothes and outfits.

sana nods towards a stool nearby, "just take a seat there, sit however's comfortable for now."

you follow her instructions almost robotically, wincing a little at the chill of the metal stool against the skin of your ass. you cross your legs, willing the arousal that was leisurely dripping out of you to stop before sana found out and fired you for being unprofessional.

she watches you wriggle around on the stool, trying to get comfortable with a smirk, treading forward when you're finally still. you try to look straight ahead, avoiding her gaze, but she cups your cheek lightly, forcing you to look up at her. she tilts your head from side to side, hums, then grabs the measuring tape and steps behind you, measuring your shoulder span.

"relax sweetheart, i can feel the tension in your muscles."

you let out a shaky breath, still refusing to speak.

"nervous?"

you shrug.

"you've done this before haven't you?"

you nod.

"are you not speaking because of the comment i made earlier? i didn't mean it y'know. it's not the first time i've rendered someone speechless before."

you gulp, unsure of the implications of her words, "r-right."

she giggles again, "almost thought i'd have to make you scream for me."

"w-what?!"

she hums, moving backwards again and ignoring your question, "lie down over there would you? on your front. if i know momo i know she loves her horizontal shots."

you shakily get up, moving to the mattress on the floor and laying down cautiously, feeling sana right on your heels.

it would be harder to hide your slick in this position, but you clenched your thighs together and did your best. the cool material of the sheets on the mattress brush across your already sensitive nipples in this state, and you fight the urge to let go and just go wild under sana's watchful gaze.

she hovers above you, noting down every twitch of your body, every arch, curve, bend. there's some rustling behind you but you keep focused on resisting your dirtier thoughts. that is until sana sits on top of your thighs.

you gasp at the feeling of her weight on top of you, right below your ass, "u-um-"

"i said to relax darling. i need to see how you'll feel when you're in this position." her excuses were getting sloppier.

"y-you do?"

"are you questioning me?"

"n-no! i'm sorry- please- um- please continue."

"good girl."

you feel your ears burning now as well, the blush having travelled across your cheeks and up. even you knew there was something other than fashion fitting going on here with that comment. but you still let her hands run over your back, even as they tease dangerously lower, down to your hips.

sana coughs, shuffling around, but her shuffling around was really her pushing her body up against your ass, essentially riding the back of your thighs. you can't help but release a choked-out moan, fingers digging into the skin of your forearms where you're resting your head, breaths coming in and out heavier.

she stops, smirking, then does it again, rocking forwards, eyes twinkling when you give her the exact same reaction, unable to control yourself.

"miss m-minatozaki-"

"just sana for you darling."

"... s-sana-"

"hmm?" she leans down, rocking forwards again, delighting in the moan you release, humming right next to your ear, her body laid almost completely on top of you.

"is this- is this still- are you still taking my measurements?"

she chuckles lowly, "what do you think?"

you whine, completely unsure what this devil of a woman wanted from you, "y-yes?"

"then why are you asking?" she giggles, finally letting you go, standing back up. "now, the couch please."

you inhale greedily, pushing yourself back up and wobbling over to the couch. your legs almost give out when you sit down, sinking into the material, and looking at anywhere but sana.

you're about to cross your legs again when she tuts, "ah ah. spread them."

your eyes widen, "b-but-!"

"but what? you already showed me a pose with your legs crossed, now i'll need to see one spread. surely you've seen it's a very classic pose? one of the outfits i'll have to design include pants and momo will definitely make you do this pose in them."

with nothing else to retort, you shyly spread your legs, the urge to cover yourself is overbearing. you wait for sana to say something, anything, prepared for your career to end here and now. you were so close to the big leagues too.

"run a hand through that pretty hair will you darling? elbow up."

you blink, doing as she says, dumbfounded as she steps closer, completely disregarding the obvious signs of lust at your core.

those hands come out again, one at your thigh, the other tracing down the tricep of the arm you have lifted above your head. with nowhere else to go, your arousal leaks outward, pussy drenched and needy as you hold your breath.

the hand that's at your thigh inches upwards, the one at your tricep downwards to cup your face again, thumb brushing over your lips that open just barely enough for her to fit her fingernail inside.

she can feel your shaky breaths on her thumb, can hear the whimper you let out when the hand at your thigh continues to trace up and down, closer and closer to your heat.

"s-sana..."

"yes darling?" her voice is husky, eyes lidded, lips open, whispering like she was sharing a secret even though no one else was around.

"i-i- i'm- i need-"

"what do you need?"

you gulp, fighting back against your better conscience, but the lust that's curling up inside your stomach wins out, "you. i need you."

she grins, "do you now?"

"yes please- sana please-"

"you're so cute when you beg darling. alright then. i'll entertain you." the hand that's at your thigh finally pushes forward, fingertips meeting drenched folds as you gasp in relief and desperation, hips pushing forward, trying to feel more of her.

"god you're so wet sweetheart. is this all for me?"

you're whimpering as she traces those practiced fingers of hers up and down your slit, just barely giving any pressure to your clit before dipping back down. "y-yes! all you all you-"

"well i have to be a good host and receive what you've given me don't i?"

she sinks down onto her knees, pulling your thighs towards her, taking off her specs and licking her lips devilishly as her eyes lock on her target.

your hands are about to move into her hair when she barks up at you, "no touching. you can touch yourself but you can't touch me."

you whine but obey, sliding your hands back up your stomach to grope at your chest needily, your nipples having been attention-starved since you took your bra off.

she grins, enjoying the view for a little before finally bringing her face closer. she blows on your puffy clit playfully, loving the way you squirm and whimper under her, before attaching her mouth to your pussy, sucking greedily.

"o-oh-!"

your hands grip your chest harder, wishing you could hold onto her head instead, but you have to settle for grinding down into her face, pushing against her grip at your hips while she eats you out, slurping loudly. the sounds are absurd, but your mind is too hazy to worry about being embarrassed anymore, not when your fingers are pinching and twisting your own nipples while you watch sana suck your clit into her mouth, her eyes locked on yours while she eats.

"g-god sana so good- so fucking good mmf- you- you- you're driving me insane god-"

sana flicks her tongue happily in response, one hand releasing your hip and coming down to play with your entrance. you clench around nothing, eager to take her in, and she obliges, pushing a finger in with your clit still in her mouth, curling it to hit the spot that only served to bring you closer to the edge.

"r-right there fuck- right there- i'm gonna- you're doing so good fuck-"

she starts pumping her finger in and out of you, the squelching sounds of your sex only become louder, an accompaniment to her suckling. you're flicking your fingers over your nipples, again and again, matching her pace, each stroke getting you closer and closer. then she adds in another finger, curling upwards, hooking into you, and you cry out, back arching, hips pushing into her face, shaking and trembling as you feel yourself fall over the edge.

sana continues to lick and nose at you while you come down, hands rubbing soothing motions into your hips and thighs. eventually, she slides back up, hand replacing yours over your chest and copping a feel for herself.

she's kissing your neck, chest, ears, all while you try and gain sense of yourself again. you turn your head with a pout, urging her to look at you. she smiles, knowing what you wanted without even asking, leaning in to kiss your pout away, your lips moving against one another as you hum at the taste of yourself on her lips,

she continues fondling your chest, rolling her fingers over nipples as you start to wriggle under her again, easily aroused.

she breaks away from your mouth with a smirk, "you're pretty when you cum."

you whine, burying your head in her neck.

"maybe i should tell mina and momo that. i think they'd get the best shots if you were mid orgasm."

"w-what?" your voice is shaky, still squiriming under her touch.

"hmm... you want another don't you? i've been working on something... special. how would you like to try it out for me?"

she doesn't wait for an answer, detaching herself from you and walking to one of her work desks. you can only watch after her, still spread open and tingly all over as she rummages through a drawer. your eyes widen when she pulls out a dildo, mind and vision suddenly clearer as she smirks, tugging out a corresponding harness and slipping the dildo into it.

then she starts to strip.

she leaves her top on, only removing her bottoms before stepping into the harness, the patchwork dildo hanging from her hips, looking strangely like it belonged on her.

she giggles when she notices you staring, doing a little spin, the fake dick swinging around ridiculously. "you like? i was going for... cutesy and demure." she plops down next to you, tapping her thighs.

you swallow nervously, pushing yourself up and straddling her.

"you can touch now."

your hands that were awkwardly swinging by your side finally come up to rest on her shoulders.

"answer the question."

"y-yeah- i- um- it's cute."

she giggles again, "that's good. need to make sure something as cute as you gets filled up with something just as cute hmm? then you can make all those cute sounds for me too."

her hands are relentless, tugging you down into her lap, brushing your hair over your shoulder, running fingers down over sides. she's always got to have her hands on you.

you huff when she teases the strap along your slit, feeling yourself dripping already. you try and catch her eye, pouting again.

she rolls her eyes, "just ask me if you want to kiss."

"can you kiss me?"

"see that was so cute! that's a good girl." then she's pulling you into her, latching onto your lips.

the makeout session that proceeds has you grinding down into her without even realising, and you take a hint of pleasure at her returning the movement, her own hips starting to rut up into yours. she sucks your bottom lip into her mouth, swiping her tongue across it before letting it go, invading your mouth still with the faint taste of yourself. when you break away to gasp for air, she moves straight to your cheek, then down to your jaw, neck, collarbones, sucking marks along her way, hands coming up to play with your chest again.

she pushes your breasts upwards so her mouth can reach skin easier, sucking and kissing, careful not to leave marks on you, knowing your body was your instrument in this line of work.

you moan when you feel her lips wrap around a nipple, the warm cavern of her mouth sucking the little nub, her tongue lapping over it with glee.

you're unabashedly rocking against her now, loving the tingle that went up your spine with every pass of the strap on your clit, her mouth still attached to your chest while you held the back of her head, keeping her against you while you moaned and whined into her.

she switches nipples, cool air hitting the wet, exposed nub. you shiver under her despite her actions only heating your body up past a temperature you didn't know was possible.

"s-sana-"

she hums around your nipple, always so focused on her work, the vibrations go straight to your core.

"need you- n-now- please-"

your nipple pops free from her mouth, "i'm not stopping you." then she's back at your chest, sucking and kissing, addicted.

you groan, looking down between you and shakily aligning your entrance with her strap. it takes a few tries and you're almost crying in frustration and sana's not helping at all, completely preoccupied with your chest, before you finally sink down, moaning low and heavy as you feel her fill you up.

"fuuck-"

sana sucks at the patch of skin on your left breast just a little harder in response.

you push yourself back up using her shoulders, then drop back down, cursing as your core tingles at the sensation.

you repeat the process, eyes locked on the way she enters and exits you, her strap coated in your essence, the squelching sounds mix with your whines and groans.

"fuck- fuck- fuck-" you start riding her, swearing each time she fills you up, setting up a rhythm that has you dizzy with need. sana finally decides to break away to watch her masterpiece bounce in front of her. fading bite marks and patches of red skin sway as she moves her hands down to your hips, pushing you down harder with each entrance, bucking her own hips up to get the strap that much deeper.

"fuck!" your hands on her shoulders tighten, feeling her everywhere inside you, around you.

"review it for me sweetheart." she husks out, "if you saw it in a magazine would you buy it?"

"y-yes- fuck- w-wait no i don't- i don't know-"

"no?"

"you don't come with it- fuck-"

she chuckles, hands moving again to grip your ass, squeezing the flesh between her fingers, "let's say i do. then what?"

"y-yes- yes yes fuck- yes i would-"

"mhmm? i want a more detailed review than that darling. i need to know how to make improvements."

"f-fuck sana- it's so- you're fucking me so- so good- it's good it's good-"

"other than good?"

"g-god you're so- it's um- fuck- it's cute and- i like the colours- a-and shit jesus christ- it fills me up just right- and i'm gonna- fuck- i can't- it's gonna make me cum-!"

"why don't i give it a helping hand then hm?"

"yes! yes- please- please- god- fuck yes-"

she pushes herself up, pulling you back down, surprising you with the amount of strength she had hidden, then she's thrusting up into you roughly.

"uh- uh- fuck- uh-" you're moans are cut up with every thrust, she's experienced, like she is in everything she does, panting with effort while her hips work, her arms pulling you down with every thrust up, you can't even keep track of where she's entering you, moving so fast it was a blur. or maybe those were the tears building up as it gets almost too much, your desperation to cum for her, to cum all over her.

"f-fuck!" you scream out, clenching down around her, hips moving of their own accord, shaking and moaning, almost blacking out from pleasure.

your breaths are heavy as you come back down, still with sana's strap lodged inside you, sweaty hands unwrapping themselves from around her neck, slumping down and resting your entire weight on the fashion designer.

sana hums, brushing through your hair and your back, letting you catch your breath.

when you finally gain enough of your bearings, you grunt as you sit up, sliding the dildo out of yourself, cringing at the mess you've made between the two of you.

sana only giggles, bringing a finger down to trace the length of the dildo and then bringing it to her own mouth, sucking it and humming around the taste.

your stomach twinges again in arousal, but you whine, too sensitive to go again, knocking your forehead against sana's shoulder as you avoid looking at her.

she lets you rest there for a while, but eventually stands up, carrying the dildo off with her to clean off. when she comes back, she has your clothes and a damp towel for you to clean yourself up with.

"i have another appointment now. feel free to stay as long as you'd like, just don't touch any of the designs. i'll send the completed outfits for you to try once they're done." she's all business again, but before you let her turn on her heel and leave, you croak out.

"w-what about you?"

"what about me?" she raises an eyebrow.

you blush, covering yourself now that you have enough shame to be embarrassed. she pays you no mind, following your eyeline and looking down at herself. then she realises what you're asking.

she laughs brightly, "no sweetheart you don't need to take care of me. but if i ever need another... trial customer... i'll be sure to ask for you." she winks, and then she's off, heels clicking in the workshop and door closing behind her.

you sink down into the couch, still processing exactly what happened. all you knew was that everyone was right to be terrified of minatozaki sana. though your fear came with a side of thrill you're sure no one else could've warned you about.

[jossamology]

⸻ until dawn halloween headcanons!

in honor of halloween here's a halloween-themed headcanon set for each until dawn character.

samantha giddings.

sam chooses a diy nature-inspired costume like a woodland fairy, using biodegradable glitter and repurposed fabrics. think leaves, twigs, and soft, earthy greens.

she insists on going to a local pumpkin patch to pick out the perfect pumpkin and spends hours carving designs.

while the others plan for parties, she hosts a low-key gathering with candles, cozy blankets, and homemade pumpkin spice lattes.

loves classic horror but gets super into psychological thrillers. hereditary is her top pick, and she’s the one pointing out foreshadowing before everyone else catches it. josh washington.

josh goes all-out building a haunted maze in his backyard, complete with hidden speakers, fake cobwebs, and scare actors he hires just to freak his friends out.

dresses as something horrifying, like a blood-streaked serial killer. full commitment to fake blood and smudged makeup.

has a camera ready to capture each friend’s reaction when they’re scared out of their minds. keeps a scare montage video just for fun.

he's surprisingly good at carving pumpkins, but his designs are intricate horror scenes, almost like horror movie posters in pumpkin form.

ends halloween by watching obscure, disturbing horror movies that leave everyone else uncomfortable. mike munroe.

shows up dressed as a suave vampire or some other classic monster, aiming to look cool and a little dangerous.

takes his friends to a haunted corn maze and enjoys it way more than he lets on, constantly teasing the jump-scare actors and testing his bravery.

organizes a frat party bonfire in the woods with s’mores and ghost stories. he’s the one lighting sparklers and throwing on extra wood to make the flames bigger, he drinks to much and forgets he's the host of the party.

pulls classic halloween pranks, from fake spider webs to jumping out of dark corners. the type to keep a scary mask in his bag just to mess with people.

after a few drinks, he’s belting out rocky horror picture show songs around the bonfire with zero shame.

jessica riley.

jessica’s costume is elaborate, trendy, and slightly dark, like a glamorous vampire or a witch in haute couture. she’s all about looking spooky-chic, she went shopping early for the best costume.

stays in to watch mean girls with a couple of her girl friends referencing every qoute.

spends half of halloween snapping aesthetic photos of her outfit, snacks, and décor, making everything look flawless.

gets her halloween nails done a week before and flaunts them on her social media platforms.

matt taylor.

he’s the guy bringing pumpkin spice lattes and fall-flavored treats for everyone, unapologetically embracing the season.

suggests doing a couples costume with emily, probably as a famous horror duo. secretly excited about how they’ll look in photos together.

convinces emily(and maybe the whole group) to go on a haunted hayride, keeping a brave face while sneaking glances to see if she’s scared.

volunteers to help with halloween décor, placing spider webs and fake spiders around. he’s got a collection of led bats and ghost lights.

emily davis.

dresses as a chic witch, complete with a designer hat, intricate lace gloves, and knee-high boots. halloween is just another reason to look flawless.

sets up a dark, enchanted photo booth with crystal balls, black roses, and velvet. her instagram feed is a whole halloween masterpiece.

makes sure to get billions of stunning couples photos with matt, each one more perfect than the last. their matching costumes and chemistry are on point, making everyone else a bit envious (and they know it).

emily hosts a halloween themed sleep over with velvet pillows, and black satin sheets for an ultra-cozy but gothic sleepover vibe. the girls chat and laugh till they fall asleep, each secretly keeping one eye open.

chris hartley.

dresses as a ghostbuster or some iconic horror nerd costume, complete with all the gadgets. he’s fully committed to the nostalgia factor.

brings his gear and talks about doing a "ghost hunt." sets up his phone to record “paranormal” activity around the bonfire.

insists on watching horror classics with everyone, pausing every now and then to geek out about the movie effects or the backstory.

after everyone else goes to bed, chris and ashley stay up playing with the ouija board, half-joking but also half-believing they might make contact. they end up spooking themselves and get so scared swearing to never use it again.

ashley brown.

dresses as a character from classic gothic literature, like mina harker from dracula, complete with vintage lace and dark, dramatic makeup.

she knits little ghost ornaments and diys her own creepy decor, like mason jars filled with “witch’s brew” and spiderweb doilies.

loves telling ghost stories, candle in hand, with just the right amount of dramatic pauses and eerie expressions.

ashley, catching her breath and laughing nervously, gives chris a playful whack on the arm for scaring her so bad. “not cool, chris!” she says, but she’s grinning as he pulls off the mask, clearly proud of his successful prank.

insists on having a stash of halloween candy just for herself. she’s all about chocolate, especially reese’s and kit kats, and jokingly guards her stash from the others, even hiding a few extras in her bag.

hannah and beth washington.

hannah and beth take turns posing in different eerie setups around the cabin, snapping dramatic photos of each other in candlelight, near fog machines, and with props like antique lanterns. they especially love capturing a few shots that look like something out of an old haunted portrait.

both love the idea of exploring the mountain at night, so they plan a late-night “ghost hunt” under the full moon. they bring flashlights and spooky stories to tell along the way, daring each other to walk just a little bit farther into the woods.

beth and hannah sneak into the room with a giant rubber spider and place it right on josh’s chest. when he stirs and opens his eyes to find it staring back at him, he lets out a yell that has the girls stifling laughter from behind the door.

they have a slight obsession with candy corn and will spend halloween night indulging in it, trading their favorite types of candy and making candy corn-themed treats, like popcorn balls or cupcakes.

[authenticfashionstatements]

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[valeriefauxnom]

Silly Hypothesis du Jour

There's something silly about the implicit cultural residue of Dragalia's world seeming to have the same English attitude regarding French. I know it's just a byproduct of writers injecting their own worldview, as we all do, but still is silly.

Now, Dragalia had quite a few cultural analogues already. Sventila? I'm probably spelling that wrong, seems to be 'Russia', Hinomoto is 'Japan' in feudal era, Taiwu is China...but we never really established a cultural land for France. Fair enough. There's too many countries to cover in any depth.

But the French lingers. Specifically, it seems to pop up with slightly more frequency in the royal family's dialogue, with words like rendezvous, atelier, and soirée in at least some members' vocabulary alongside other fairly common words of French origin like coup. They also seem to have drawn at least some noble titles from historically French ones that migrated to English like marquis and baron.

Combined with the other context it pops up in most frequently, which is to say, fine dining, I believe that whatever the origin of the French language in Dragalia, it carries much the same aura of fancy, high-class language.

(L'amandier is, surprise surprise, French, for an almond tree. His restaurant name is The Almond Tree. 'Pièce de résistance' is, meanwhile, a masterwork, though more literally it's 'piece of resistance', ie, something that has sticking power.)

(Forte is pretty well known- a strength, as is its French meaning, strong. Voilà needs no explanation but I will anyways: It's a contraction between vois and là, voir being the base verb to see, and là referring to a 'that' in this sense. It's essentially a 'see this!, a 'lo and behold'!)

Aside from those, there's also words like hors d'oeuvres, "allez cuisine!", sous chef (which, contrary to some people's thoughts I've heard, doesn't mean soup, it means 'under', they're subordinate to the big chef in the militaristic French cuisine world), and even in Valerio's skill names, amuse-bouche and bon appetit.

Honestly, I'm surprised at how often the Dragalia team took to actually adding in the accents, since people often forget.

Then again, another funnier if-still-relevant to my claim here is the array of very informal speakers butchering the spelling and saying of another French phrase. Ranzal's the most common offender, but anyone from Sarisse to Mym to Ilia (does that imply French as a fancy language is over 1k years old???) will say:

It's off of 'tout de suite', which means, essentially ASAP. Instantly. Given their relative care in ensuring pièce de résistance is accented properly, I'm guessing the writers just found this one funny and kept using it, Canadians as they probably were along with the voice cast.

So yeah, that's my case French, wherever it originated from in Dragalia lore, has all the same haute culture ideations that many in the English-speaking world do.

As a fun little fact: many of the words that do see usage in English that are directly derived from French, ex 'forte', 'naive', etc, are the feminine spellings. The masculine spelling of naive, or rather, naïve, is naïf. Most of the time you only need to slap 'e' on whatever word you're using but of course, there are exceptions. You also can see it in words ending in -ve, instead of -if, like positive.

I'll cut myself off here, but hopefully you've at least reaction to my silly insights:

[arayashikiii]

A Collection of Lyrics for Grunge

I've been debating whether to post this for a while, but in the end, the need and desire to honestly express my thoughts seem to have overcome my concerns.

Because I'm a non-native English speaker, the lyrics of the songs I've chosen are not in English by default.

This post is part of a series, so it will continue.

1.Happy Birthday, Kyoko (杏子)

I truly feel sorry for not being able to say things well I mulled it over a while, but I eventually fell asleep from exhaustion On the weekends, this town's air is stuffy and makes me choke, And when I sighed deeply, it was blotted out by the outdoor speakers Even when I put the words together, they're never meant to be said The voice I shout as loudly as I can into the sky over this bustling city Is my "Happy Birthday" to that person, in some faraway city

2.Oath, Hikaru Utada (誓い - 宇多田ヒカル)

This very day's without past or precedence It's an ideal day for our oath I don't need pretty flowers or witnesses Let's wear rings with the same colors Kiss me once, kiss me twice Just once isn't enough Kiss me once, kiss me twice Please give me you Kiss me once, kiss me twice Kiss me three times Please Kiss me once, kiss me twice Please give me you Let's listen to the sound of the rising sun, shoulder-to-shoulder Let's make an oath to live together

3.Wild Alliance, Ko Shibasaki (野性の同盟 - 柴咲コウ)

I miswrote a letter without any greeting The fold that I want to regard as important is bulky I crammed all of my mixed feelings into it, but as usual, I can't bring myself to send it to you I sew up this dissolute world, hoping to be rewarded We own this wildness Hey, how come we can't meet now? I want you to tell me I want to hear your voice The fact is, I knew before you even said it For you, only the silence is right

4.Pale Blue, Kenshi Yonezu (米津玄師)

That's a terribly out-of-length haute couture These frayed buttonholes I want to end this kind of crazy stage But I couldn't think of any closing remarks So I gazed at you No matter how many times I reborn, it's meaningless I want to be guided somewhere where I can meet you again I have nothing to say now, except I fell in love with you, with the pain Always, always, always

5.Love, Bluedawn (사랑 - 푸른새벽)

A nostalgia passes by here, this place is suddenly contracted and following that road it will get crooked Silence is shrinking pale, I silently walk towards it, it is sitting curled up Oh come in, pass by me I raise up the painful body and what on earth was this? I realized that it nodded with its eyes Silence is getting pale I silently call out its name, it's still dawn inside me Suddenly I search Silence is getting pale I silently call out its name, it's still dawn inside me Oh come in, pass by me with all your strength Love is a common story, right? Like this

6.Le suite, Mitsuki Takahata (青春の続き - 高畑充希)

I want to meet you "It's exhausting to live only for myself At this age, expectations and disappointments are all too obvious." My love for you has become overwhelming I want you to strongly and deeply embrace this fragile mind and body that has no place to go, and intoxicate me Ah, as long as I can hold onto you, I'll always feel safe

[lesgenouxdanslegif]

10 TRUCS A FAIRE AU MOINS UNE FOIS DANS SA VIE.

• 1. Tout donner pour arriver en tête au premier ravito, s’allonger sur un matelas préalablement gonflé et balancer avec un cocktail à la main au deuxième « ben alors, je commençais à m’inquiéter ».

• 2. Mettre des chaussures neuves le jour de la course, si possible trop petites et pourquoi pas en intervertissant chaussure droite avec chaussure gauche.

• 3. Terminer au sprint un trail long pour chercher son souffle et ses jambes pendant 5 jours.

• 4. Prendre le micro du speaker pour faire croire que c’est une demande en mariage mais à la place raconter une blague en dessous de la ceinture.

• 5. Tester une nouvelle boisson d’effort après 100 kilomètres en prenant soin de la sur-doser.

• 6. Faire en sorte que sa montre sonne toutes les 3 secondes pour faire péter un plomb aux compagnons de galère.

• 7. Répondre « non non, il reste 800 mètres de dénivelé car ils ont ajouté un montée » à un coureur qui venait de dire « ouf, plus que de la descente jusqu’à l’arrivée ».

• 8. Dire « en haut ça sera dégagé et la vue sera magnifique ! » alors que clairement il y a du brouillard 4000 mètres au dessus du sommet.

• 9. Balancer au ravito un « je vais faire une petite sieste salvatrice » sur un trail de 16 kilomètres.

• 10. Encourager au 5ème kilomètre d’un ultra et dire « allez, bientôt la fin ».

Photo Alexis Berg

[youthkenworld]

REFERENCE VIDEO: https://youtu.be/uLSrBl_RiwE

Because these things have a way of suddenly disappearing off the net, I have copied and pasted the whole post! https://archive.md/sxvMO#selection-199.0-433.1 @larryelder

1) “But have you seen this?? This is an empty court room, and a federal protective witness who testified in many court rooms such as this one alleges that a California congressman raped a drugged African-American male child.

(Continues) 2) The witness is anonymously identified as JohnHereToHelp, and he said in 2017 California Rep. Adam #Schiff Schiff dressed up in drag and went to the Chateau Marmont, near The Standard Hotel, in Los Angeles.

3) A handler plied “a ten or 11-year-old African American male child” with methamphetamine, or crystal meth. The handler allegedly took the child to Schiff’s room. The black kid was unconscious. He died of an overdose. Schiff allegedly raped him for an hour,

4) thinking the black kid is just unconscious. When Schiff discovered the child is dead “he freaks out,” the anonymous federal protective witness said. A witness who was one door down saw everything that happened. This witness saw the crew, who was sent to clean everything up.

5) Months later, JohnHereToHelp said #Schiff had that well-known witness killed. JohnHereToHelp said the room was wired. Consequently everything that happened in that hotel room was video recorded. #Schiff knows he was video recorded. House Speaker Nancy Pelosi has a copy

6) of the video, which is why she’s letting Schiff take the forefront on the impeachment “The video is out there,” said JohnHereToHelp “I have not seen it. I have been told by people who have seen it, what’s on it, and that’s what I’ve described, but of course, much more graphic.

7) “And then they’ve cleaned it up and they have since cleaned up that room,” he said. “[They’ve] taken everything out because they panicked and they thought this was going to be it; and they didn’t want to have any problems in the middle of the Mueller Report, because

8) the [House Intelligence Committee Chairman Schiff] was one of the loudest, you know, loud mouths.“The person who was one door away, or one bungalow away, was Anthony Bourdain,” JohnHereToHelp shockingly revealed. He added that Bourdain saw everything and knows the Chateau

9) Marmont staff. #Bourdain, a celebrity chef, author and travel documentarian, wanted to expose what happened that night. He reportedly contacted the LAPD. The LAPD knew who Schiff was. On June 8, 2018, Bourdain reportedly committed suicide, in Kaysersberg-Vignoble, Haut-Rhin,

10) France. He was 61. But according to a French intelligence contact who has known JohnHereTo Help for about 30 years the French police identified “two Asian men” seen on the video leaving Bourdain’s apartment an hour before Bourdain’s body was discovered. The two men

11) on that video were Muslims. French law enforcement officials didn’t want to offend the Muslim community, so they identified the men as Asian. “I believe Bourdain actually said that he was stalked or something, harassed by Hillary Clinton’s people,” JohnHereToHelp said.

12)“It wasn’t Clinton’s, it was Schiff’s [people].” JohnHereToHelp said he has a background in the sciences. He served in the military. He later infiltrated the Islamic terrorist network post 9/11. He was passing information to Justice Department officials, but after Barack Obama

13) was elected President high-ranking federal intelligence and law enforcement officials viewed JohnHereToHelp as a threat, because Obama Administration officials enriched themselves by their associations with the terrorists. In a hard to listen video produced this past summer

14) JohnHereToHelp described how he and his wife were mercilessly tortured. JohnHereToHelp was tortured so bad (i.e., they water boarded him with liquid detergent) his respiratory and digestive systems are permanently injured. That’s why it’s hard for him to breathe and talk.

15) In that video JohnHereToHelp said former CIA Director John #Brennan laughed when it was described how JohnHereToHelp was tortured. If you open the link of that < https://youtu.be/qkmGIUWCw7s > video it now displays “This video is private.”

16) In the first 20 minutes of this < https://youtu.be/uLSrBl_RiwE > current video, (which was just recorded this past weekend and posted yesterday [November 17]), JohnHereToHelp shares his background, you’ll see that he is a credible federal protective witness. Ronald F Owens Jr

17) Interview with #JohnHereToHelp https://youtu.be/uLSrBl_RiwE Like I said earlier — show the videos! I knew there were some out there — Schiff is being used and he is about USED UP!!

18) I predict #Schiff will be said to have committed suicide due to the stress of the impeachment. But #Brennan & #HRC will see to it he is #Arkancided! Mark my words – it is going to be 30 days or less! Most likely over the Holidays! Suicide or a plane crash?

___ Transcript submitted by GA

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[bitch1986miami]

Best to Move to France

Strasbourg

Strasbourg, the cultural and economic hub of Alsace, is one of the best places to live in France for expats. It’s a quaint charming town steeped in rich history and surrounded by natural beauty.

Despite its size, Strasbourg attracts a lot of expats. This is largely due to its location, low cost of living, and diverse demographic. In fact, there are four major international airports that are less than two hours away. And, since Strasbourg is one of the capitals of the European Union, English is widely spoken.

Then, of course, there is the Bas-Rhin Prefecture, where you will go to renew your visa. It’s right downtown and the staff is friendly and efficient. It’s rare to have anything related to the French bureaucracy work so well, and it’s why I decided to move to Strasbourg.

The weather is, however, not the best. I find the winters harsh winters and the summers stifling. But if you can handle it, living in Strasbourg won’t disappoint.

Who is Strasbourg for?

Strasbourg is best for expats who need a strong community and access to outdoor activities.

Strasbourg is not for expats who prefer big-city life.

Annecy

With its storybook-like setting on the edge of a glistening alpine lake, Annecy is postcard perfection. It’s no wonder that it’s often called “the Venice of the Alps”!

But what’s it like to actually live in Annecy?

First, it’s located in the Haute-Savoie region of the French Alps. So, if you’re looking for a quiet, rural French lifestyle, Annecy might not be the right fit. It receives a lot of tourists, and, given its size, it can feel congested at times.

It’s also in the middle of nowhere. The nearest international airport is in Switzerland, which means you’ll be paying a lot to travel internationally.

On the other hand, Annecy has a vibrant cultural scene, with plenty of festivals and events to enjoy year-round. And of course, the stunning natural setting is hard to beat. From hiking and biking to swimming and skiing, there’s something for outdoor enthusiasts and nature lovers alike.

Who is Annecy for?

Annecy is best for expats who have an adventurous lifestyle and don’t mind living far from an international airport.

Annecy is not for first-time expats who don’t speak French.

So, Strasbourg the first one is good for people like me interested in things like a "melting pot" of the world, a hub, and maybe exciting sociologically.

Annecy is cozy and has good visiting!

Either. I also know Paris and maybe the area is good for international people and English/American speakers. I didn't look at maybe a site of cities in the Paris area much. We'll see, we'll see what comes up and how I feel, for now. Maybe, the 2nd one, Annecy, is more something I'm looking for than my 2nd choice. Wait, I don't speak French so then the first, Strasbourg. Most say you have a need to be more fluent in French, it feels? So, this is sorta all, big cities etc. speak more for the US. This city, Strasbourg, has the airports or "major international airports?" So, most people seem to go to Paris, Berlin...

[devitalise]

heyy have you heard age of pleasure by janelle monáe? would love to know what u think of it <3

float is ok, but honestly i think the album could have used a stronger opener 5/10

champagne shit is so good <33 it's rare for a song to make you wanna dance, be sensual and also feel expensive somehow wow 9/10

black sugar beach ohhhh i'm a sucker for smooth song transitions, but it's not a song so no rating

phenomenal doechii and janelle fit so well together omg i love it, this whole album is so cohesive and smooth mwah 8/10

haute one of my favs on the whole album are you kidding me?? short and sweet, perfection 10/10

oooh la la not a song, but fuck that's a hot 35 seconds, was very surprised to see grace jones on this ngl

lipstick lover i meannnn... as a lesbian i'm biased lmao the song and the music video are incredible. i just know sex feels extra good with this playing 9.5/10

the rush maybe my fav on the whole album?? every second is perfection the features blend so well together, incredible 11/10

the french 75 cute

water slide ooooh i mean if i was janelle i'd feel the same way lmao the chorus is so cute and catchy and matches the vibe ugh so good 10/10

know better 4/10, paid in pleasure 6/10, only have eyes 42 4/10, dry red 7/10 don't have much to say about them, just didn't stick out to me

overall idk how many times i can say sensual lol, but it's the perfect sexy, smooth, summery blend i know i needed this summer

HELLO HI! yes i have listened to the album! i think we have very different thoughts on certain songs babe. for the most part the whole thing had to grow on me

wasn't a big fan of this at first but i like the horns even if i do think it's a bit long for the opener

eh about champagne shit

black sugar beach is a very nice seamless transition until i looked at the track listing for this ask it was just champagne shit to me

phenemonal. my stand out on the first listen racked up 40 streams

haute to the french 75 are a complete blur to me they sound good no major thoughts

water slide. so sexy and sensual love this

know better. grew on me over the past week or so i love the bashment leanings of the second half of this album that are just so reminiscent of what i'd hear at family functions for me. so summer

i can skip paid in pleasure because it's getting in the way of

only have eyes 42. LOVE. she sounds so good on this love the singing the instrumentals the layers to this

a dry red. great closer

completely agree on it being so sensual, sexual and summery have been out in the garden in the sun with this blasting through the speakers and it's a great time. love pairing this with amaarae's fountain baby they're sister projects to me

[patoune-prod]

Attention à tous !

Les auteures du webcomics JO viennent de ressortir les premiers tomes en POD !

Si vous avez raté les ulules pour les premiers tomes, consolez vous, ils sont de nouveau disponible en allant sur ce lien:

les autres tomes devraient suivre rapidement, mais en attendant, je rappelle:

Jo est un webcomic comédie western par Jackpot et Soyouz que vous pouvez lire gratuitement ici :

L'histoire est complète et vous allez vous fendre la poire avec les (més)aventures de Jo, Alex, Fernando, Clifford et toute la pelleté de personnages haut en couleur qu'ils se trainent !

And for the english speaker! The webcomic is also in english ! just hover your mouse on the panels and they will translate in english automatically !

[brazenedminstrel]

I recently asked a caligrapher who did requests at an art market to do the opera lyric "une dame de haut parage tiens mon coeur en un doux servage, et je brule pour ses attraits" and I specified that he could do it with the ʃ because the story is set in the 1200's.... But NOTHING prepared me for how he also added the speaker's name

Iʃolier

Me when I see the word beaʃte

In my head: ah! The archaic form of the letter s! Being a casual scholar of linguistics myself I am well aware that though it resembles the letter f in modern typography in fact it is phonetically identical to s! How foolish it would be to stumble into such a simple lexiconical pitfall!

Me aloud to myself every time: beeft

[swanrot]

the cook, the thief, his wife & her lover essay :)

The Cook, the Thief, His Wife and Her Lover (1989, Greenaway) is a sumptuous display of colour and artificiality, its vibrant colours heightening the violence and brutality of its characters. Made in Thatcher's Britain, the film criticises the new money capitalists who gained wealth under the conservative government, portraying them as uncultured and vulgar. The film is set mainly in a restaurant owned by the thief Albert Spica, whose name phonetically resembles 'Speaker', showing how he constantly dominates the conversation and berates those around him. He brutalises his wife, Georgina, and humiliates her in front of his gang, none of whom have the intellect of the wife or the lover, Michael - who Georgina starts an affair with after observing him reading at the restaurant, showing how she yearns for someone to treat her kindly, but also an intellectual equal. Spica appears almost like a libertine; he doesn't care for the finer pleasures of haute cuisine or literature, but almost always talks about sex or food, living a life of excess. Despite his hedonistic, pleasure-seeking lifestyle, he violently rejects any suggestion of homosexuality. Moreover, despite his vulgar language, when his wife briefly mentions her infertility, he harasses her and later physically abuses her. His character shows how the new capitalists were driven by greed and self-interest (rejecting the moral goodness shown through the child, Pup, Georgina and Michael) and how they perpetuate patriarchal, degrading structures for their own interest. Georgina and Michael are portrayed almost as Biblical figures, their exile from the restaurant like Adam and Eve being cast out of the Garden of Eden (the kitchen - with it's green colour showing how it is full of life and goodness) into a world of sin (a van filled with animal carcasses, reminiscent of Rembrandt's 'Slaughtered Ox' and the works that take inspiration from it, like Soutine's animal paintings). Michael specifically is shown as a Christ-like figure - he brings knowledge/intellect, is falsely called Jewish, is executed and then Spica is made to literally eat his body, like at communion. In conclusion, the portrayal of Spica as a brutish man who only wants more pleasure for himself critiques the 'nouveau riche' capitalists who gained wealth, not from any contribution to society, but by exploiting and abusing those lower than them. His mockery and murder of Michael (as a Christ-like figure) shows that they transgress moral and religious values to further themselves, possibly committing acts of violence to prove their fragile masculinity.

[chargeur-batterie]

OnePlus Open 2 : Le smartphone pliable le plus fin et le plus résistant jamais conçu

Bien qu’il ait plus d’un an et qu’il soit en concurrence avec des modèles plus puissants comme le Samsung Galaxy Z Fold 6 et le Google Pixel Fold, le OnePlus Open reste un favori des fans. Naturellement, l’attente pour son successeur, le OnePlus Open 2, atteint son paroxysme.

Le PDG de OnePlus, Pete Lau, a déjà évoqué le design ultra-fin de l’appareil, révélant que la version d’Oppo, le Find N5, sera encore plus fine qu’un crayon. De nouvelles images divulguées confirment désormais à quel point le OnePlus Open 2 sera impressionnamment mince.

OnePlus Open 2 : Le smartphone pliable le plus fin ?

Le chef de produit de la série Find chez Oppo, Zhou Yibao, a récemment partagé plusieurs images sur Weibo, mettant en avant la finesse du Find N5 en mode déplié. Selon ces images :

Le Find N5/Open 2 est aussi fin que deux pièces de monnaie empilées ou quatre cartes de crédit superposées.

Une comparaison montre que ce smartphone pliable est presque deux fois plus fin qu’un iPhone.

Le port USB-C limite l’épaisseur de l’appareil, les photos fuitées montrent que le pliable est à peine plus épais que le port lui-même.

Pour référence, l’actuel OnePlus Open mesure 5,8 mm une fois déplié. D’après les derniers teasers et images, le OnePlus Open 2 pourrait passer sous la barre des 4 mm, ce qui en ferait le smartphone pliable le plus fin du marché.

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Résistance inégalée à l’eau : certifications IPX8 & IPX9

OnePlus et Oppo ne se concentrent pas uniquement sur la finesse—le OnePlus Open 2 / Find N5 introduira également une résistance à l’eau inégalée pour un smartphone pliable. Dans un autre post Weibo, Yibao a confirmé que le Find N5 bénéficiera des certifications IPX8 et IPX9, en faisant le premier smartphone pliable capable de résister à des jets d’eau à haute température et haute pression. Il s’agit d’une avancée majeure en matière de durabilité, car la plupart des smartphones pliables actuels disposent d’une protection limitée contre l’eau et la poussière :

OnePlus Open : IPX4 (résistance aux éclaboussures)

Google Pixel Fold 9 Pro : IPX8 (résistance à l’immersion)

Samsung Galaxy Z Fold 6 : IP48 (résistance à l’eau et à la poussière)

Avec la certification IPX9, le OnePlus Open 2 / Find N5 établira un nouveau standard industriel, devenant ainsi le smartphone pliable le plus résistant à l’eau jamais conçu.

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Comme pour son prédécesseur, le OnePlus Open 2 sera la version mondiale du Oppo Find N5, avec un lancement prévu aux États-Unis, en Europe et dans certains pays asiatiques. De son côté, le Find N5 restera exclusif à la Chine et aux régions voisines.

Avec sa finesse inégalée et sa résistance à l’eau inédite, le OnePlus Open 2 s’annonce comme l’un des smartphones pliables les plus excitants de 2024. Son lancement officiel est attendu dans les prochaines semaines.