#crown print hoodie

[longnewmedia]

SALE: 20% OFF - WOMEN'S CROWN PRINT HOODIES

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This incredibly soft and relaxed unisex hoodie, spun from a plush poly-cotton blend, will quickly become your go-to essential. Perfect for everyday wear.

Hood with white drawstring Full zip closure Ribbed cuffs and waistband Fits true to size

Solid Colors: 60% combed and ring-spun cotton 40% poly fleece Imported

[freshthoughts2020]

[writingwisterias]

(I don't speak English, I trust Google Translate, please don't treat me badly like other writers 😔) Seeing that on your list, Piers and Jake are very empty, and I don't know if you can do this type of writing where each character reacts to X situation.

In this case I would like to know the reaction of Piers, Jake and Chris (Leon optional) if Reader gets her period in public, in case it is uncomfortable for you to write that, maybe a simple writing of the RE guys reacting reader snuggling tightly against them and hiding her face in the middle of their chest

If you don't know how to write everyone's reaction, I'm fine with just Chris (my favorite) I hope you pay attention, if not, that's fine, thank you.

Thank you the request! I trust google translate too so don't worry I have to use to talk to some of my non english speaking coworkers! I hope you enjoy this! ~ Mads <3 (Not proof read)

Warning: Periods, Cramps, Blood, Period accidents in public, Comfort

Masterlist

Chris Redfield

Chris had taken you out to brunch with his friends, all of them enjoying the one rare moment of peace they all go together. You spent the time getting the office gossip from the girls that Chris never bothered to get whilst he was at work. You were having a good time until you felt the familiar stabbing pain in your lower back. You suddenly straightened your back in response accidentally knocking Chris' arm. Chris turned to you thinking that you were trying to get his attention, his brows furrowed in confusion as he looked at your pained expression. "Everything alright, Love?" He whispered leaning in close. You shook your head slightly, "My period has just started, I'm having some cramps" Chris laid his hand on the small of your back and began to rub small circles in hope to ease some of the pain you were feeling. "Do you want to leave?" he whispered again before placing a small kiss on the crown of your head. You shook your head again leaning into his arm. "I'll be alright if you keep doing this" you joked, you posture loosened as he continued to rub your back. Chris chuckled and moved his hand up your shirt so you could get the heat of his palm too. You smiled at him, giving him a quick kiss before returning to the conversation with Jill and the others.

Piers Nivans

You had somehow managed to persuade him to take you to disneyland. You had spend the day meeting all the characters, eating all of the expensive themed junk food. Piers even treated you to your own lightsaber which you repaid him with lots of kisses and thank yous. However you were both now stood in the que for a rollercoaster ride, Piers was just ahead of you looking over the heads of people to try and see the board displaying the wait time. You were absent mindedly scrolling through your phone at all the photos you had taken during the day favoriting any of the one you wanted to post or print out. The girl behind tapped you on the shoulder, you turned to look at her with a smile. "I just wanted to let you know that you are bleeding through your jeans, do you need any products? I have some spare" she asked you, her tone was comforting and she held out a few tampons. You smiled taking the products she had held out to you and put them in your bag, you were too far in the queue now to be able to see the damage. Instead you tapped Piers on the shoulder causing him to turn and look at you with a smile. "Can I borrow your hoodie please?" You asked him innocently. Piers nodded not even hesitating to pull it off and hand it to you. You took it and wrapped it around your waist to cover the stain. "My periods bled through my jeans according to the girls behind us. I'm just using it to cover it up" You said sheepishly as you tried to gauge his reaction. "No worries Love, it's getting kinda hot anyway" He said kissing you on the head before he leaned round to make sure that the hoodie covered up the mark.

Jake Wesker

You were in the ladies toilet at the grocery shop as you silently cursed the world for the timing of your period. You couldn't leave the stall without making a mess of yourself and you didn't have any products in your purse to use. So you had to call your boyfriend who was waiting for you outside. "Hey babe, I need you to run to the female hygiene section and get me some pads please" you asked him. Jake stood by the entrance of the doorway almost like he was buffering. "Uhhh sure, What type do you need?" he asked as he began to walk over to the correct aisle. "just the basic ones please" you responded down the phone silently praying he would go a bit faster so you could actually finish the shopping and return home for cuddles and junk food. Jake stood there for like 5 minutes staring blankly at the wall of products trying to think about the ones you might have had at your house. "what brand?" he asked nervously. "just always jake, it should be a pink packet" He didn't respond for a while but you could hear the chatter of the other customers at the store as well as the beeping of the cashier. He eventually spoke as he approached the bathrooms. "I've got them" he said looking at the packet that was in his hands. "You'll have to come in" There was a beat of silence as you assumed Jake was taken aback by your statement. "There's no one in here, just come in, I'm in the last stall" Jake didn't reply instead you heard the door open and the packet landed at your feet. You muttered a thanks through the phone laughing at his delivery. Once you had finished and walked out the bathroom you were met with a scowl which made you chuckle as you finished the rest of the groceries.

Leon Kennedy

Leon was tucked underneath one of the many throws you insisted of having whilst you were out drinking with a few of your friends from work. He was scrolling through his phone as the crappy late night tv was on in the background. He was waiting for you to eventually call him to be picked up but it was rather early on in the night. He felt his eyes begin to close until he was scared awake by his phone vibrating in his hands. You were calling him. "Hey Sweetheart is everything alright?" He asked. He could hear you crying on the phone which made his heart beat fast as he tried to think of what could have possibly happened. "My period started and it's down my legs, can you come and pick me up please" You whimpered as you looked down at the blood streaks. You felt disgusting and just prayed for the earth to swallow you up whole so you didn't have to stand here like this. Leon quickly got up and raced to his car, taking a small towel and one of his hoodies with him to give you. When he arrived he gently guided your form towards the car, allowing you to hide behind the door as he wiped your legs down as best he could. He then passed you his hoodie to slip over your form knowing it would fall at least mid thigh and hide the mess. "The seats, I don't want to ruin your car" You spoke quietly. His heart broke at how small you looked as you stood there, he couldn't wait to just snuggle with you when you got home and hopefully try to ease the symptoms. He put the towel on the chair and sped home as fast as he could to make sure you got comfortable and forgot about this as quickly as you can.

[yeoosaangg]

៹ RIDE || KINKTOBER ─ DAY 1

➛ PAIRING:: KIM HONGJOONG × FEM!READER

➛ NOW PLAYING:: RIDE — SOMO

⤷ ❝I'M GON' TAKE CARE OF YOUR BODY. I'LL BE GENTLE, DON'T YOU SCREAM.❞

➛ GENRE:: ESTABLISHED RELATIONSHIP, IDOL!AU, SMUT

➛ WARNINGS:: VIRGINITY LOSS, BITING, CORRUPTION KINK, DADDY KINK, FINGERING, HAIR PULLING, MARKING, MULTIPLE ORGASMS, OVERSTIMULATION, PENETRATION, PRAISE, SLIGHT DEGRADATION

── ⋆ ⋆ ── 𔘓 ── ⋆ ⋆ ──

It's been two months since you last saw your boyfriend.

When you started dating, you understood the implications of such a relationship — the many lonely nights away from each other — but this was just too much.

Insecurities started to settle in as he stopped answering your phone calls and messages; looking at online comments didn't help you either.

「joong's been fucking, hasn't he?」

「why ateez are getting bitches: a thread」

「and when i give hongjoong that double twist, gawk gawk 3000? THEN WHAT??」

These types of comments usually made you laugh, but you can't help but feel a knot in your stomach looking at them now.

What if Hongjoong is tired of waiting for you to be intimate with him? What if he's secretly sleeping with women behind your back?

That'd explain his lack of communication, right?

Maybe if you were ready to take that next step, he wouldn't leave you.

So you find yourself stripping out of your clothes, only staying in your underwear. You grab one of Hongjoong's hoodies and slip it on.

You inhale his scent, pressing your thighs together in anticipation. You've never actually done this before either, so it's a bit exciting.

You settle yourself in the middle of your shared bed and open your legs wide. Your hand slips into the white fabric of your thong, middle finger rubbing your clit.

You arch your back, head against the pillow at the euphoric feeling crawling up your skin.

You whimper your boyfriend's name, pumping one finger inside your dripping cunt. You add another, increasing your pleasure.

Y/N: Fuck. Hongjoong, please.

You add a third finger, feeling stuffed.

It feels so good, you don't hear the front door opening.

You use your thumb to stimulate your clit while pumping harshly into your wet pussy.

Y/N: Gonna come!

Hongjoong's name slips past your lips several times, your breathing erratic from your orgasm.

You lay back, your legs slightly shaking. That was the first time you've ever came, and it felt liberating.

HONGJOONG: What a beautiful surprise you had waiting for me, princess.

You sit up so fast and stare at your boyfriend with wide eyes and flushed cheeks.

Y/N: B-Baby? What are you doing here?

HONGJOONG: Our tour ended yesterday. Just got back an hour ago.

Y/N: Oh! Welcome home, baby.

You get up and hug him tightly. You hide in his neck in hopes that he’ll forget about what he just walked in on. But in truth, he’ll never be able to forget such a beautiful sight.

His hands cupped your ass cheeks and lifted you up. Your legs automatically wrapped around his waist, cock print pressed against your heat.

HONGJOONG: Look at you trying to play innocent when you were nothing but Daddy's greedy little whore just a second ago.

You whine while unconsciously grinding down on his growing bulge. The feeling has you gasping, pressing your forehead against his.

Y/N: Missed you so much. Felt sad.

He frowns, sitting against the headboard while you straddle his lap.

HONGJOONG: Why were you sad, precious?

Y/N: You were ignoring me. Got insecure and started overthinking.

HONGJOONG: Oh, baby, I'm so sorry. I never meant to neglect you on purpose. I just wanted to surprise you.

His left hand massages your ass while the other caresses your lower back. He pulls you flush against his chest knowing the close proximity was reassuring you.

Y/N: Please touch me.

He smiles while leaving chaste kisses on your face.

HONGJOONG: I already am, beautiful.

You whine, too shy to say what you want out loud. You hide in his neck again and feel him chuckle against the crown of your head.

Y/N: I want you to touch me, sexually.

Oh?

Hongjoong grips your hips tight when you start moving against his crotch. He needs to be one-hundred percent sure you're ready for this.

HONGJOONG: Princess, I need you to tell me exactly what you want. I don't want you to push yourself beyond your comfort zone, especially not at my expense.

Y/N: I want you to take my virginity. I'm ready, and I trust you with my life. So, please fuck me.

The sound of your whiny voice almost has him coming untouched. You sound so beautiful to him.

He wants to ruin you.

HONGJOONG: As you wish, princess.

He guides your hips to grind against him as he devours your lips. You gasp and moan into his mouth, surprised by how aggressive and eager he instantly got.

You love it.

He trails his kisses down your neck and watches the hickeys form against your skin. He moans at the sight, admiring his artwork.

HONGJOONG: Turn around for me, baby.

You do as you're told and lay back against his chest. He slides his hand into your underwear, making you roll your eyes into the back of your head when his finger slides into you with ease.

HONGJOONG: You missed me this much? I can practically feel how much your cunt is throbbing for me.

Y/N: Yes! Missed you so much! Please give me more.

And who is he to deny you?

He adds two more fingers, making you choke on your moan.

HONGJOONG: Fuck, baby. You're so tight. I wonder if you'll even be able to take my cock.

Y/N: Can I- Oh God, can I come?

HONGJOONG: Go ahead, angel. Come for me.

You feel your orgasm wash over you while his fingers still pump into you at a rapid pace.

Y/N: Too much!

HONGJOONG: You can take it, love. Need you absolutely soaking before I slide into your needy cunt. Isn’t that what you wanted? For Daddy to fill you up?

Your legs shake as your third orgasm hits. You scream out his name in desperation. You want him inside you so fucking bad, it aches.

He pushes you forward, turning you on your back. He discards your thong, leaving you in just his hoodie.

HONGJOONG: You look so adorably fuckable like this — messy hair and swollen lips — gonna fuck you while you wear my hoodie, baby.

He lines his cock to your entrance and slowly pushes inside your gummy walls. You whimper, feeling a tight pressure in between your legs.

HONGJOONG: You're taking me so well, baby. My good girl.

You bite your lips to keep your noises at bay. You don't want your neighbors to file a noise complaint, now do you?

Hongjoong paints your face with light kisses while letting you adjust to his size. He starts leaving more love bites down your neck and collarbone.

Y/N: Move, please.

He slides out and slams back into you at your request.

Y/N: Fuck!

He starts with slow but deep strokes. Every inch of his cock stretches your tight pussy, eliciting moans from the both of you.

HONGJOONG: You feel so good, baby. Look at your pussy, so inviting despite how big my cock is. Should Daddy go faster?

Y/N: Yes! Oh God, yes! Please go faster!

He starts pounding into you, his tongue exploring every inch of your mouth as your pussy squeezes around his cock.

Drool slides down your face, but you don't care. You’d let him do whatever he wants as long as his cock continues to fuck you dumb.

His lips trail down to your neck again, but instead of leaving more hickeys, he starts bite into your flesh.

Y/N: Hongjoong! So fucking good.

He licks over his teeth marks and smirks against your skin.

HONGJOONG: Such a good girl. Letting me mark you, baby. Now everyone’s gonna know how much of a slut you are for me.

He sits back on his knees and pushes your legs to your chest, turning you around. The new position has Hongjoong fucking you deeper than you thought possible.

Your face is buried in the pillow while his fingers lace through your hair. He pulls your head back, using your hair to rock you against his cock.

HONGJOONG: Baby, you're doing so good. Making me feel good. My perfect little fucktoy.

Y/N: Gonna come.

HONGJOONG: Hold it, baby. Let me watch your swollen cunt swallow my cock. So perfect for me, and only me.

His free hand slips under the hoodie to fondle your breasts, making you cry in pleasure. You don't know if you can hold it any longer.

HONGJOONG: Come for me in five…

He moves his hand down to rub circles into your clit. You scream, wanting to release already.

HONGJOONG: Four... Three…

Y/N: Please. Oh, fuck!

He slaps your clit, making you jerk back into him. The movement only added to your desperation.

HONGJOONG: Two... One. Come for me, princess.

You scream, clawing at the sheets as your orgasm hits you harder this time.

You try to catch your breath, but your boyfriend continues fucking you into overstimulation. You proceed to drool on the sheets, feeling his thrusts get sloppy.

He pulls out and pumps his cock until he comes all over your lower back.

Both of your heavy breaths can be heard in the room while he climbs off the bed and heads for the bathroom. He comes back and gives you a fond smile.

Y/N: Where did you go?

HONGJOONG: Just went to get a bath started, baby. I'm not leaving you.

Y/N: Oh, okay.

He gently scoops you in his arms, walks into the bathroom, and sits you down on the cold sink. You whine at the feeling, earning lots of kisses.

HONGJOONG: Sorry, love. Was I too rough?

Y/N: I'm a little sore, but you were perfect. I'm glad my first time was with you.

HONGJOONG: Thank you for trusting me with something as precious as your virginity. I love you.

Y/N: I love you more.

HONGJOONG: Impossible.

═══

➠ a/n: the things i'd let this man do to me... remember everyone: delulu is the solulu! lmao, thanks for reading ‹𝟹

[unusualgrimm]

Out of the depths of hell and back, us Lord's of the Black and White..

74 hours of work, I have been working on this since September 16th 2023. That is the longest I have ever spent on any piece but I was determined to finish it. Each Lord has details of their character

Wiggly: a tentacle ring, wavy/Wiggly hair, his crown and eye makeup hints to his doll's eyes

Nibbly: teeth in his pigtail bobbles, piercings highlighting his mouth, a muzzle, lolipop earring, all sharp teeth

Blinky: shorter fur hoodie, bleached eyes on hood, 1 big eye reflecting on glasses, eyebrow piercings to highlight eyes

Tinky: hair horns to represent goat horns, cubes from his box, long claws to show his hooves, blueish tounge tint, slightly lazy eye + goat eyes, goatee

Pokey: glitzee/shing jacket, goo dripping from eyes + mouth, more intense makeup for the theatre kid

Thank you to everyone supporting me and has supported me :)

I will be offering these as a print option as well, contact if you're interested

[zelphin124]

Summer x Y/N, pt 2

Hah, you thought I was done? THINK AGAIN- TO THE CAFE! Happy birthday Summer! I'm fashionably late, but I was at work so eat that you highlighter. Anyway.

~o0o~

Cocoa Cafe, 1pm, CoffeeTale.

The smell of coffee beans engulfed you when you entered the cafe. The cafe was made from a massive tree, with thick branches weaved perfectly for its walls, and the roof draped with millions of luscious leaves. A small, stone outlet for the gentle fire-cooked water rested in the corner. Each table and seat were made from natural materials, and there were zero signs of mess or bugs in the area. The birds that gently chirped made it obvious who kept the place clean.

There were many people in the cafe. To your surprise, monsters and humans from every affiliation were here. Many were from different alternate universes, and many were enemies with each other. However, none of them raised a finger of harm toward the other, as if this place was magically keeping peace.

"Hello there! Welcome to Cocoa Cafe! I'm Cocoa, what's your name?"

It must have been the most jolly greeting you have ever received in your life. Your head naturally turned toward the counter. Your eyes gazed down the trunk of the tree that made up most of the shelves before they rested on a short, smiley sans. He wore a tan hoodie and dark pants with lavender slippers. His eyes were marshmallows, and he had a large crack in his head that constantly spewed out cocoa.

You returned a greeting before walking up to him, giving your name.

"What a lovely name! What can I get started for you today?" He smiled gently at you, pulling out a small pen and paper.

You had a feeling he was going off a script, but you also knew he was being genuine as if he loved his job. However, you weren't here to try something new.

The king had given you a promise, and you showed up early to anticipate it.

You communicated that to Cocoa, who eagerly stared into your soul.

"Oh! Your Summer's date! Right! Don't worry about the payment, and I have a table for you guys over here!" He immediately sat down his possessions and guided you over to a cloth table with many flowers scattered across it.

They just so happened to be your favorite flowers.

"Summer will be here shortly. He informed me that he was running late... I think there was some king stuff he had to partake in which took longer than expected."

Cocoa did not seem phased by your reaction, whatever it was. He simply set the table before grabbing his notes. "Please, get whatever you'd like. His majesty will cover it."

Whatever you asked for, Cocoa said they had. It didn't matter if you listed a PB&J to crab roasted on a unicorn, Cocoa explained how he had it all. It was peculiar, but you were able to get exactly what you craved.

"It will be out shortly! I will have Eggnog get started on it immediately!"

Cocoa didn't turn around before a loud thud shook the cafe outside.

You could see through the spare windows a large Gaster Blaster dragon, who knelt to the ground with such grace and honor. It had various printings similar to the king you met last night.

Lo and behold, that same king gracefully dismounted the dragon's back.

Summer strode into the cafe with a bright yellow outfit and a less attention-demanding crown. His grin remained the same, and he bee-lined toward Cocoa, sharing a few hushed words before he spotted you.

His eyes lit up the whole room when they did.

The way he approached you was similar to a ray of sunlight gently beaming on your face after being hidden by a cloud. You didn't have time to react before he took your hand and kissed it gently. "You have graced your beauty once more. Thank you for your patience, darling."

You explained to him that it would be foolish of you to turn down an offer like this.

The king smirked. "Foolish indeed. You wouldn't want to turn down an offer from a king."

Everything Summer did was with grace and elegance. The way he moved, the way he looked at you and his surroundings as if he was the embodiment of grace and charm himself. There was never a dull moment. He made good small talk - if you could even call it that. The questions he asked were deep and inspiring. They forced you to take a deeper look at things you believed, and when he cracked a joke or a flirt, you couldn't help but reward him with genuine smiles and laughs.

Cocoa came out with your food the moment you started to get hungry. Summer told you about his favorite sandwich, but that monte cristo looked better in person.

To your surprise, he had no problem sharing it with you.

"How can I resist such a captivating face?" He teased, reaching out his hand and holding yours. "Ask and you shall receive, princess."

His wink sent an array of shivers down your spine. Your face was red the moment he touched your hand. He made you feel like no one else before, as if you could melt like butter in his arms and he'd be perfectly okay putting you back together. The peace that engraved your heart was permanent, and you never wanted to let that go.

"I could stare into your eyes all day..." The king muttered, adjusting his crown. "This has been enjoyable, and I deeply apologize for the short time span, but a king can never stay away from his kingdom for too long."

It appears the meal had been paid for in advance, as the king got up, swept you off your feet, and gave you a lovely embrace as a goodbye. "I hope to see you again soon, darling~"

To your disappointment, he vanished from sight, and so did his dragon.

"Ah, he's always like that... coming and going on short notice... haha!" Cocoa smiled as he cleaned up your plates.

You didn't mind it... but you did hope to see him again.

~o0o~

Sorry yall it was really rushed. BUT! Here it is.

[philza-updates]

The Techno Merch Store has released collaborative merch with Phil!

Coin

Shirt

Hoodie

[Image ID:

Four images.

The first shows text on a dark green background, reading “TECHNOBLADE x PHILZA. 14 Days, 12 Hours, 42 Minutes, 12 Seconds. This item will only be available until June 16th!” The text for “Technoblade” and “Philza” are stylised in their respective merch lettering styles.

The second shows a coin of a stylised Techno head in the style of the Aggro merch, with his pig nose replaced by a hardcore heart and his crown coloured dark green.

The third shows a dark green shirt with the coin’s design printed on it. The sleeves have text reading “Technoblade never dies” and “Technoblade x Philza”.

The fourth shows a black hoodie with the coin design on the centre and “TECHNOBLADE” and “PHILZA” in green and white on the sleeves.

End ID]

[enjoythesilentworld]

SIMON'S MONTH

(intothelight // @enjoythesilentworld)

Day 1: Pencil Case (G, 1.2k)

Maybe it’s payback for that one time, but Wille is getting tired of Simon stealing all his goddamn pencils.

Day 2: Food (T, 2.3k)

Alone in a foreign country, Simon must find a stranger to join him on the romantic couples food tour he’s accidentally booked.

Day 3: Dodgeball (T, 1.5k)

Simon is determined to win the neighborhood dodgeball game. Mostly so he can rub it in Wille’s face.

Day 4: Beach (M, 1.3k)

Simon loves the beach. And you know what the best treat is at the beach on a hot, summer day? A popsicle.

Day 5: (Beyblade) Towel (G, 900)

Oh, the places you’ll go. Or, Memories of Simon’s life through the perspective of his Beyblade towel

Day 6: Sara (T, 900)

Simon just wants to stand up for his sister. 

Day 7: Purple (Rain) (T, 1.2k)

Through the power of Prince, Simon tries to pull a prince. Well, an ex-prince. 

Day 8: Discrimination (T, 1.8k)

Simon tries to buy some flowers for a wedding. Wille still has some things to learn.

Day 9: Anime (Backpack) (G, 800)

Simon and his new backpack take on a new school. 

Day 10: Travel (M, 2.5k)

Simon and Wille take on a new city, and a new tour, and Simon neglects to read the fine print (again). Or, FoodTour!Wilmon return

Day 11: Revolution (G, 900)

The Space AU no one asked for.

Day 12: Music (Room) (T, 2.9k)

Simon ran into Ex-Crown Prince Wilhelm in a campus music room in New York City, and they have started a tentative friendship.

Day 13: Hoodie(s) (T, 800)

Simon has a different hoodie for every mood. Here are a few. 

Day 14: Senses (M, 1.8k)

Simon receives some gifts. Five gifts, to be exact.

Day 15: Secrets (T, 1.6k)

Simon is trying to figure out why Wille is acting so damn weird lately, confessing random, rather inconsequential secrets.

Day 16: Venezuela (M, 1.9k)

Simon finally gets to take Wille to Venezuela. Or, more Married!Wilmon on Caribbean Beach vacation.

Day 17: (Just if a little more than a) Friendship (T, 2.3k)

Simon is someone Wille regularly breaks rules for. (A just if for a minute flashback.)

Day 18: Pride (T, 2.3k)

Simon invites his best friend and ~ultimate ally~ Wille to join him at Pride. Or, S1 “I’m not like that” Wilhelm meets S2 petty Simon.

Day 19: (Cat)Fish (T, 500)

Simon tries to convince a man on a dating app that, yes, that is his actual face in those pictures.

Day 20: Nightmare (T, 1k)

Three nightmares. A twin bed, an empty house, a warm embrace.

Day 21: Red Light (T, 1.2k)

A tense car ride home.

Day 22: Labor Day (M, 2k)

Simon plans to take down RK Solutions from the inside. He also just so happens to be sleeping with the CEO's son.

Day 23: Parent (Pick-up) (G, 1.5k)

Wherein music teacher Simon has a crush on the hot new teacher who he only ever sees at parent pick-up.

Day 24: Winter (Fashion Week) (M, 3k)

Oscar-nominated musician and composer Simon Eriksson attends Winter Fashion Week with his new beau, Ex-Crown Prince Wilhelm of Sweden. Or, The Met Gala AU. Again.

Day 25: Soulmates (T, 600)

Simon, curled up and heartbroken in the backseat of Sara’s car, realizes some things. Or, Simon sees his and Wille’s lives laid out across the universe.

Day 26: Dancing (On The Ceiling) (T, 1.4k)

Simon managed to pull an (ex-)prince with Prince. This second performance is just for fun.

Day 27: Physical Touch (T, 2k)

“Can I touch you? Just to be sure you’re real.” or, Catfish!Wilmon return

Day 28: Birthday (Suit) (M, 2.1k)

Three times Simon sees his friend Wille naked, and the one time he actually gets to do something about it.

Day 29: (Under the) Stars (G, 600)

Simon and Wille have a chat while star-gazing.

Day 30: Home (Improvement) (T, 1.3k)

Simon owns a home renovation business with his sister. Wille has recently purchased a fixer-upper.

Day 31: Photos (G, 900)

Photographs of Simon over the years, and those by his side. 

[explorevenus]

Feeling absolutely devastated because of uni and grades all I’d want is the Leon that you write shower me in love and reassuring words :((((

awww honey :(

i’m so sorry you’re having a hard time. it means a lot to me that something i’ve written has brought you comfort during a tough time.

here’s a blurb to hopefully cheer u up ;~; it’s not specific to either canon!leon or yandere!leon, it can be read as either 💗

(writing this on mobile so i’m sorry if the formatting is shit)

leon had been away on assignment for a few days— the timing couldn’t have possibly been more inopportune. not only was he already apprehensive about leaving you to your own devices for any length of time due to pure paranoia, but you were currently being crushed under the weight of finals season.

you were barely sleeping, barely eating, barely blinking. you weren’t as gracious with yourself as he wished you’d be— you hardly allowed yourself any breaks despite how obvious it was that you’d needed one. on one hand, he understands. leon has always been one to absorb himself in his work that way. but you? he could hardly stomach watching you fold in on yourself more and more as the weeks dragged on.

still, duty calls, so away he went.

leon returned home on the cusp of 4 am and was pained to see the dull light of your laptop screen shining through the bedroom window. he didn’t even bother taking his bags out of the car as he headed inside and up the stairs to check on you.

you were practically right where he’d left you days ago, hunched over your laptop at your desk, hair thrown carelessly into a claw clip hanging loose at the nape of your neck, bundled up in one of his old hoodies that swallowed your body whole. you had your forehead rested on the desk before you— he almost thought you were sleeping until he heard a soft hiccup followed by a sniffle.

you were crying.

“oh, sweetheart…” he gasped, approaching you gently so as not to spook you. leon wasn’t even sure if you’d noticed him yet. “what’s the matter? why are you still awake?” he asked, resting a hand on your shoulder, feeling your body quiver beneath his touch as you sobbed.

you peeked your head up to look at him, bleary eyes shot red and overflowing with fat tears. your bottom lip wobbled as you drank in the sight of him, clearly trying to find the words to describe your situation, but once you did, it was like you’d unleashed a rushing waterfall of word vomit that you’d clearly been stewing on since he’d left.

“i put everything i had into this essay, i’ve barely slept, i studied the material until it was printed on the backs of my eyelids and my professor won’t accept it because i turned it in one minute after midnight,” you rambled, pausing to inhale a breath before you continued, “it’s ridiculous and unfair and now i’m gonna have to retake the entire course over one stupid essay, one fucking minute. and now my gpa is probably fucked too and i don’t know what to do because i tried talking to him and he won’t hear it, he won’t give me an extension, and i’m still not even done because i have another final due at 6 pm tomorrow—“

leon listened carefully, occasionally wiping away your tears as he tried to follow your rant. you were firing off so quick he wasn’t sure you were breathing.

“okay, hey, hey… shh… come here,” he interrupted you, opening his arms to draw you out of your chair and into his embrace. you clearly hesitated but ultimately gave in, in sore need of comfort. you couldn’t stop crying, soaking his shirt with tears as you curled into his arms and bawled. he rubbed your back, pressing soft kisses against the crown of your head.

“i-i don’t have time to take a break,” you wept, though you were still clutching him like you’d die if you let go. “i need to finish this paper…”

leon shook his head, tightening his arms around you. “no, sweetheart, you need to take a breather, okay? there’s no way you’re getting that paper done until you relax. everything’s going to be fine, i promise. i’ll make sure of it.”

he rocked you back and forth in his arms as you cried, wishing he had the power to just award you your degree himself. you had been so excited when you first began higher education and it pained him to see how much of a toll it had taken on you over the months.

after a while your hiccups and sobs had subsided and he was prepared to help you back to your desk… that is until he realized you were finally sleeping. he didn’t have the heart to wake you, and it was evident you needed a nap anyway.

instead he helped you over to the bed, tucking you under the plush covers with a gentle kiss to your forehead.

“you’re gonna be just fine, pretty girl,” he whispered, although he was doubtful you were conscious enough to hear him. “just get some rest.”

leon made sure to set an alarm for you that would hopefully give you enough time to rest and finish your paper before it was due.

exhausted from his assignment, leon snuggled in next to you and pulled you into his arms, drifting off alongside you in minutes.

your education could wait— your well-being could not.

[drowsy-quill]

Realized I had a whole folder of short stories/writing exercises from a creative writing class last spring so I think I'll start sharing them on here! This one (iirc) was a 20-minute free write that I did as part of my daily practice that I cleaned up for a ConCrit session in class.

The girl thinks she died the moment the tide first laved over her ankles, that she died clad in hot dog print boxers and her father's worn-out hoodie. She thinks she died under the full moon, stars wheeling silently above her. Her pockets were not weighed down by stones, but the girl sank nonetheless as she waded out into the water. She understood then the Greeks and their myths of sirens, of sailors going mad for the call of the sea. The gentle crash of the waves like a soft lullaby calling to her, come it said you will find rest here. The water embraced her wholly–unlike anything she’d known–wholly and entirely. 

As the waves crash over the crown of her head, she finds herself swept away by memories. She remembers learning to swim with her brother, two toddlers clad in matching garish orange rash guards in the small community pool. She remembers racing him when they were ten, bet I can beat you to the other side. She remembers long June afternoons spent growing pink under the sun cackling as the waves crashed over his head and he came up spluttering each time. She remembers the way the waves cradled the two of them side by side day in and day out, she remembers how at peace she was. She remembers–

She remembers drowning. The lack of panic and utter silence as the inky depths swallowed her. She remembers gazing back up at the moon as she sunk into the sand. She remembers a voice, warm and ethereal, different from the whispering of the tides. My child of the sun, why are you here?  She remembers the fatigue, the atlas burden of each day, she remembers—

She is thirteen, listening to what she thought were her best friend's last words. She is six and watching her cat close its eyes in the vet’s office. She is sixteen and watching her first love laugh at her tear-stained cheeks. She is eight and saying yes to a question no one should have asked her. She is ten and wondering if in death she would be finally loved. She doesn’t remember being a child–young, yes–but never a child. That joy was for luckier girls than she. Memory after memory flows from the girl's lips like a deluge, like a landslide, like a tsunami, into the open embrace of the moonlit expanse.

My little ghost, would you not return home? To the sun? To the shore?  She is no longer cradled by the sand, now she floats under the surface, suspended with her toes occasionally brushing the sand. I could lift your burden, child of the sun, and you could join me in my waters–in my stars. You could join your sisters underneath the tides or, perhaps, in the cosmic array. The girl stopped to imagine–a life eternal in a joyful waltz with the seasons and the sunrises, one of many lost souls now found under the moon’s light. She read a fairy tale once, with her brother, in a cloth-bound book their father owned, of a girl who refused to marry her brute of a betrothed and instead tried to drown herself. The moon, seeing her sorrow and taking mercy on her, changed her into a star and hung her bright in the sky with all the others who were rescued from their own grim fates. She always liked that idea, of becoming a speck of starlight, eternal.

Or, my little one, you may return home. To the beach and the bay, and the breeze. The girl remembered then her brother, his aggravating 9 inches of height over her and 9 minutes of life before her, she remembered the soft down of her pillows and the whorls of color on the quilt her grandmother made for her, she remembered crooning along to songs on her car’s staticky radio with the windows rolled all the way down her brother laughing in the seat beside her, and the smell of toast in the morning, and the sound of the sea birds outside her window, of long rainy days spent watching reruns mindlessly with feet tucked under her brother’s thighs, the way the wind chimes on the porch sound in a storm, the way her brother would throw popcorn at her when she would solve the mystery before the tv detectives did. Joy after joy after joy, no matter how simple, fell from her lips unbidden.

She heard the smile in the voice’s words as it spoke again, I see you’ve made your choice, my little ghost, the sun awaits you. Her second first breath was sweet, tinged with relief and joy and the chill of pre-dawn air, she could taste seaweed and salt in each lungful, stinging her nose and throat on its way down. The girl rose from the tide with the sunrise, sand and salt encrusted hair plastered to her neck and face, hot dog boxers sticking uncomfortably to her thighs, and hoodie weighed down by the weight of the ocean. She looks like shit. She had never felt lighter. She climbs the steps back up to her house and sits dripping in front of the television to watch Saturday morning cartoons, a cold strawberry pop tart in hand.  Her brother comes down a little while later, when the sun no longer embraces the horizon, and sprawls out next to her. He doesn't ask why she looked like a soggy mop, he just kisses her forehead and laughs at the puddle she left on the linoleum floor, stealing her second pop tart with a joke about his sister being replaced with a fish. She laughs with him, damp hair creating a puddle on the shoulder of his sleep shirt where she rests her head as they sit shoulder to shoulder in a patch of sun. Welcome home, the golden-warm light seems to whisper through the windows, welcome home.

[thediaryofcyrus]

Cyrus's Guide to Grunge

Contents :

What is grunge?

The fashion

Grunge media

What is Grunge?

Grunge is described as "A darker, edgier style that is usually depicted these days with glitches, vinyl records, cigarettes, neon lights, and the color black (which is only loosely related to the original grunge). Historically, the original grunge movement has its roots in the 1990s hard rock scene of Seattle, Washington. It was a countercultural, anti-consumerism youth movement and music genre that defined Generation X. Grunge fashion was made popular by bands like Nirvana, Pearl Jam, Alice in Chains, and Soundgarden, and was meant to be timeless and quite casual." (source)

2014 Tumblr Grunge, to me, is like the original 1990s grunge but more love sick teenage girls, teenage rebellion and dyed hair. This type of grunge is what this guide is going to focus on.

The Fashion

This is what I found on multiple websites. I have split it up into different categories. Remember, this isn't what you HAVE to wear to be called grunge. This is what grunge fashion is usually. The good thing about grunge is that it's made to be cheap, you can get grunge fashion stuff from thrift/charity shops, family members, etc.

Hair

Bangs

Space buns

Messy buns

Long bob

Long hair

Short hair

Pigtails

Microbangs

Makeup

• Dark eyebrows

• Black smokey eye

• Eyeliner, usually thin

• Dark lipstick - burgundy, purple, black

Tops

• Tie-dye, band tees (PLEASE LISTEN TO THE BAND), or graphic tees

• Black and white striped shirts

• White, black and grey crop tops

• Band and fandom printed t-shirts

• T-shirts printed with patterns popular at that time, such as galaxy, horizontal stripes, and black and white grids

• Plain black and white t-shirts

Bottoms

• Tie-dye shorts

• Galaxy print leggings

• Ripped jeans

• Cuffed jeans

• Ripped jeans

• Black skinny jeans (typically associated with the Hot Topic emo fans)

• Pleated tennis skirts

• Fishnet tights

• Knee socks

Outerwear

• Studded jackets

• Flannel shirts, often tied around the waist

• Long black cardigans or zip-up hoodie

• Denim jackets, leather jackets

Shoes

• Black or white platforms

• Converse sneakers

• Creepers

• Combat boots

• Vans shoes, often the black and white checks

Accesories

• Studded hairbands

• Black tights, often ripped

• Black fishnets

• Chokers and necklaces with crystal pendants. Lock pendant necklaces

• Silver rings, optional black details

• Round black or pastel sunglasses

• Black plastic chokers and bracelets

• Beanies

• Flower crowns

• studded belts

• Crystal necklaces or any necklaces

Grunge Media

Again, I've sorted these into categories. It's better if the song/movie came out in 2014!

If it's in bold, I love it!

Artists

• Lana Del Rey

• Arctic Monkeys

• The XX

• The Neighbourhood

• The 1975

• Hozier

• Charli XCX

• Lorde

• Troye Sivan

• Halsey

• Melanie Martinez

• Twenty One Pilots

• MARINA

• Sky Ferreira

• Allie X

• Cage The Elephant

• Nirvana

• Fiona Apple

• Cigarettes After Sex

TV Shows and Movies

• Skins UK

• Girl, Interrupted

• Jennifer's Body

• Thirteen

• The Virgin Suicides

• Him & Her 

• Misfits 

• The Dumping Ground 

• Shameless (I prefer US)

• The End of the F***ing World 

• Waterloo Road 

• Ackley Bridge

And, that is it! I hope you enjoyed it. This was really fun to make! Please request guides I should make or anything like this!

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Bring & Buy at Tokyo Boom

On November the 12th my local lolita community organised a bring & buy event and I was part of the working team! A bring & buy is a specialized kind of flea market: you drop off the things you want to sell with us (the lolita association) and we sell the items. There's a small fee (1€) for each item you drop off. At the end you collect your money for the sold items or get your items back (if they haven't sold). The small fee goes towards our association, we use it towards events.

I knew we were announcing our upcoming Teaparty at the bring & buy event (will be on June 8th 2024), which will be called "Royal Symphony of Roses". This highwaist-skirt of mine is called "The Empress' New Clothes" (after the fairy tale) and also has a lots of roses in it's print, so I decided to wear this skirt in honour of our upcoming teaparty!

I had lots of fun working at the b & b event and it also was a great success! The owners of Tokyo Boom (the restaurant) were also happy and we will hold further events there! ^_^

I bought two gorgeous headpieces for myself. The black one was an immediate must buy and I pondered a bit about buying the white one (because I have no similar black ones, but vaguely similar light-coloured ones), but then my friend offered me a discount and I couldn't resist any longer on the white one!

[id]Picture 1: A mirrored picture of Amy (me), posing in a chair in front of a big Daruma statue. Amy is a young, fat, white woman with glasses and long brown hair worn in two long braids. She's looking very relaxed and laid-back in this picture, as well as confident. She's leaning back in the chair and has her feet crossed over, which you can only see from the angle of her brown-and-gold accentuated boots. She's wearing a thrifted soft pink top and a soft pink cardigan with buttons over it on the top. The cardigan is tucked into her high waist rock, that's also very light in colour. The background colour of the skirt's fabric is off-white/beige and it's adorned with many flowers and portraits of vaguely regency looking women and men in uniform. There are also ships and letters scattered throughout the print. The print seems like a love story, set at sea. The skirt is finished with pale pink tulle lace with flowers on it. The grey tights don't totally match, but sometimes we have to work with what we have.

Picture 2 & 3: Two very similar close-up selfies of two friends: left is Amy (me) and right is my friend @bright-eyes-hope. My friend has an arm over my shoulder and we're both smiling at the camera.

Amy is a young, fat, white woman with glasses and long brown hair. She's wearing an off-white flower crown, further decorated with pink flowers. She's wearing a soft pink cardigan. My friend is a young, thing, white woman with glassed and short red hair in a kind of pixie cut. They're wearing a black bow in their hair and a black hoodie with cats on it.

Picture 4: A picture of the two lovely headpieces (black and white), that I bought at the bring & buy. Laying above them is the flower crown I wore for this event. The flower crown is offwhite and I further decorated it with single pink roses (to match the pink lace of my skirt). See picture 5 for a description of the black headpiece, as that one also shows it better/in clearer detail. The white headpiece is by Triple Fortune and features one big white bow with "Triple Fortune" written in gold, as well as multiple white roses and decorative pearls. Multiple asymmetric white veils drape down from the headpiece. The black and white headpieces are both so lovely!

Picture 5: A close-up of a lovely round headpiece by Atelier Pierrot. It's made from black lace, with black roses and black little satin ribbon bows around the rim. Some white pearls give the headpiece a bit of sparkle and further glamour.

Picture 6: The unmirrored original version of picture 1![/id]

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Merchandise Release Day!!

Have you wanted Duck Prints Press logo merchandise? Have you missed one of our past campaigns and want to get some of the items? Have you been eying Patreon extras we’ve made and wanted to get your own? Have you wished you could get one of our past anthologies IN PRINT? Well, then – YOUR TIME HAS COME!

Today, Duck Prints Press is celebrating Merchandise Mass Release Day! We’ve gathered up leftovers from past campaigns, seconds and lightly damaged merch, and forged a relationship with Printify to provide print-on-demand shirts and other merchandise we can’t, for various reasons, keep in stock. The result is THIRTY-ONE new merchandise items available in the Duck Prints Press store!

Offerings include:

Print Books (Lightly Damaged Seconds):

And Seek (Not) to Alter Me: Queer Fanworks Inspired by William Shakespeare’s “Much Ado About Nothing”

She Wears the Midnight Crown

He Bears the Cape of Stars

Art Prints:

Add Magic to Taste Front Cover

Add Magic to Taste Back Cover

Add Magic to Taste Insert

Enamel Pins:

Eerie Owl

Eerie Fox

Eerie Crow

Eerie Moose

Eerie Wolf

Eerie Raccoon

Crowned Woman (from the She Wears the Midnight Crown campaign)

Caped Man (from the He Bears the Cape of Stars campaign)

Stickers and Magnets:

Rainbow Citrus

Devil Dux Magnet

Clothing:

T-Shirt with the Duck Prints Press Logo + Dux

Hoodie with the Duck Prints Press Logo + Dux

V-Neck T-Shirt with the Duck Prints Press Logo + Dux

Tank-Top with the Duck Prints Press Logo + Dux

Tank-Top with a Rainbow Duck Print and Dux Silhouette

T-Shirt with a Citrus Slice with Rainbow Segments

V-Neck T-Shirt with a Citrus Slice with Rainbow Segments

Kitchenwares:

Two-Tone Duck Prints Press Logo + Dux Mug

Water Bottle with the Duck Print Press Logo + Dux

“She Speaks Poniards” Teacup and Saucer (from the And Seek (Not) to Alter Me campaign)

Stationary:

Post-It Notes with the Duck Prints Press Logo + Dux

Self-Sticking Bookplates (from the And Seek (Not) to Alter Me campaign)

Pride Rainbow Bouquet Note Cards (from the And Seek (Not) to Alter Me campaign)

“A Star Danced” Lined Journal (from the And Seek (Not) to Alter Me campaign)

Or, want some a grab bag of lightly damaged seconds? We’ve got that now – get your Seconds Grab Bag to get two random stickers, one random enamel pin, and one other item (such as a key chain, patch, or bookmark!)

And all of this is in ADDITION to the other great merchandise we already offer!

So come on over to our webstore and get your dux on! Literally! With clothes and merch from Duck Prints Press!

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[ange-la-ange-ootd]

Finally editing outfits from Feb and March 🙏🏽

Chocolate Rosette salopette - Angelic Pretty blouse - Fan+Friend shoes - Sosic shop via The Lolita Collective Heart of Gold earrings - Kikay

[ID: A casual lolita fashion coordinate featuring a chocolate-themed dress. The main outfit colors are navy, red, brown, and off white. The dress print has different types of chocolate crowns, ribbons, rosettes, and crests on a regimental striped pattern. It's layered over a brown ruffled bowtie blouse and paired with off white tights, brown tea party shoes, and a casual red hoodie. A detail photo shows the dress print and red rose earrings with a gold heart charm.]

[dreamtigress]

Pride Month Shameless Plug

Seeing as it's about halfway through Pride Month, and I have fallen down on actually, well, plugging my own work that *isn't* writing, oh hai, have some links. I create hand made leather masks, crowns, and other accessories, as well as digital art and graphic designs for Print-On-Demand shops. I'm a queer, bisexual, gender non-conforming artist, and I make my living through my art.

Happy Pride Month from a queer bisexual artist!

I would be honored if you chose to show your pride and support queer artists. I have many rainbow, pride flag, and other designs to choose from.

Visit any of these links to support Tiger Torre Art!

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