#little audrey horne

[inthedarktrees]

Is that that little Sherilyn Fenn?

Sherilyn Fenn and David Lynch on the set of Twin Peaks: The Return

[williamprattz]

twin peaks dir. david lynch happy birthday @raffaella-cerullo !!

[donnamaddy]

Twin Peaks / Twin Peaks: Fire Walk With Me / Twin Peaks: the Return / The Secret Diary of Laura Palmer / The Autobiography of FBI Special Agent Dale Cooper: My Life, My Tapes

[windwenn]

Audrey! Im doing a little series of some of the female twin peaks characters, mostly so i can use this nice brush lol

[secondhello]

Twin peaks collection, mostly dales

[angels-in-overcoats]

Audrey Horne really said "I need to fuck that old man" and you know what, good for her

[thepinkcalamity]

Hey I drew my son Norman 🤠 I’m pretty proud of how his juicy ass turned out in this drawing. Also I’ve doodled the first design of Malice because I really liked the idea of the torturer's apron ! Too bad they didn’t keep it lmao-

[iloveeverythingyoudo]

“Maybe that’s all that BOB is- the evil that men do.”

[aemiron-main]

ive never watched twin peaks but im getting jumpscared by twin peaks pictures on pinterest because apparently one of the characters has the exact same first and last name as my great grandmother & also looks REALLY similar to her when she was younger

[tsvai]

i... see.

[myplasticadversary]

I know we’ve talked about Jimmy being Audrey, kinda spoiled and on that razor edge of protection, but I feel like he’s reverse Laura? Instead of everyone loving him only Kim can see how good he can be, and he’s shockingly unaware of how much Chuck actually fixates on him (taking you never mattered as gospel). Plus the mystery being what killed him and made him Saul, Chuck breaking him, and everyone involved calling it a metaphorical suicide in Fun and Games

Ahh that's interesting, like being a kind of inversion foil. Now that you mention it, I could actually probably see Kim as a Laura figure. Her shit with her mom and being seen as a "ruined" Good Girl and wanting so much to be good but something inside always pulling her back down. Man, I really wish Audrey's actress could've been in FWWM so we could see more of what that relationship was like.

[stevenose]

i get what i want

steve harrington’s annual halloween party, 1991

contains: copious twin peaks references (you do not have to be familiar with the show to read!); audrey!reader; mean!reader; dumb puppy steve; tension; flirting; teasing; mentions of smut

note: i just think audrey and steve would be fun together… this is self-indulgent but i hope you enjoy! if you haven’t watched twin peaks, you MUST. you also should watch this tiny little clip to get the vibe of this fic <3

“Nice decorations.”

Steve turns, stomach twisting in a confusing, delicious way when he sets his eyes on you. Propped up on a bar stool in his kitchen, legs crossed under your wool tartan skirt, a foot kicking in your black and white oxfords. His eyes fall to your lips, painted cherry red. Your white teeth bite into them. You gesture towards the living room, juvenile decor strewn about.

“Audrey Horne,” he says, clocking your costume immediately.

You grin. “And you must be my Dale Cooper.”

He only dressed up like this because he had a suit and a similar tie and enough coffee mugs to sell it. “How’d you guess?” he quips.

You giggle, head turning to the side. You have her mannerisms down pat. “Isn’t that funny? What do you think it means, Stevie?”

“That Twin Peaks is a popular show.”

You tsk. “That’s no fun, is it? Maybe we’re all synced up.”

Your finger taps your temple. It registers now that you’re smoking a cigarette. He blinks at it. He opens his mouth to tell you to put it out, but you ash it onto the tile of his kitchen floor before he can speak.

“Put it out,” he says. Then adds, “Please.”

Your grin, playful and mean, makes him blush. “What are you worried about, Stevie? Your parents aren’t here.”

“Doesn’t mean I want you to make a mess.”

You hum. “You probably shouldn’t have big parties if you don’t want a mess, huh?”

You bring the cigarette back to your lips. You’re hypnotic, dragging Steve closer. He doesn’t know how to talk to you and he never has. You’re the only person he’s ever met that talks to him like that. Like he’s a nobody, like he’s pressed down underneath your shoe.

It’s so hard to admit to himself that he really likes it.

“I don’t remember inviting you,” he says. Tries real hard to keep up the cool guy act.

“No, but you invited my best friend.” You nod towards her, and Steve turns to look. He doesn’t remember inviting her, either, but at least she’s not ashing a cigarette onto his floor.

“What’s the problem, Special Agent?” You take a puff from your cig. Your head tilts to the side. “Do you want a taste?”

His heart skips, body growing hot, but then you’re handing over the nicotine.

And he really wishes you’d let him push up your skirt and eat your cunt out while you talk to him like that. So mean, teasing, hands pulling his hair so tight it hurts. Wants to shut you up when he pushes himself inside of you. Wants you to run your mouth when you find your voice again, talking down, degrading him so much he has to kiss you to make you stop. The revelation startles him, and your smile grows as if you can read his mind.

“I don’t remember Dale Cooper smoking,” he manages.

You roll your eyes. “Alright, Stevie,” you say, pulling back. You stare at him as you put it out on the countertop behind you. “There. No smoking.”

Your delicate hands suddenly reach out, nails manicured. You take his tie between your hands, studying the stripes of it. Then you tug on it, bringing his face down to yours. You smell like cherries and vanilla and a soft groan slips from his throat.

“How about a taste of something else?”

Steve blinks slow, stupid. Completely entranced. “Okay,” he whispers, cock hardening.

But you pull away and reach for the bowl of alcohol-soaked marichino cherries behind you, sitting pretty beside the jungle juice. You bring it to his lips, looking at him mischievously, teeth biting into your lip once again. “Open up.”

He doesn’t even think about it. His soft lips part and you hold the cherry by the stem, letting the bittersweet flesh of it catch between his teeth. He doesn’t pull away, so you do for him, snapping the stem off as you pull back.

He chews, delirious.

“Good boy,” you coo. “My Special Agent.”

And then you bring the stem up to your lips and it disappears between your teeth.

Steve’s cock aches. He watches your tongue roll in your mouth, a look of concentration bringing your arched brows together, before you pull it from your red lips in a perfect little knot.

He’s so dumbfounded. Wants you to kiss him so bad. He’d let you do anything you want to him.

You take one of his big hands, hanging heavy at his side. You place the stem in his palm and wrap his fingers around it, looking up at him so innocently. He thinks for a moment that you might actually like him, the way your eyes are all soft, your tongue swiping along your bottom lip.

“Something to remember me by,” you say.

You stare at each other for another long moment, and Steve’s eyes start to flutter shut, heart racing, stomach fluttering. But you never move, never press your crimson mouth to his.

“Your tie’s messed up,” you say instead, sitting upright. Your hands find the knot of it, and you push it upwards, making it sit snug around his bobbing throat. It restricts his air flow, making him feel even dizzier.

You smooth it, then drag your nails down his chest and tummy before dropping them so they gently brush against the zipper of his black slacks.

“You’re being a bad host,” you scold, getting down from the stool, squeezing yourself around him. “You better go mind your minions before they make a bigger mess than I did.”

Steve watches you disappear into the crowd, the world suddenly coming back again. The music’s too loud and he searches for Robin with lovestruck eyes. He finds her, watching him with her jaw dropped. She makes a face - what the hell was that? - and he decides his boner needs a little more attention than her prying.

[thefabelmans2022]

you know what. i'm tired of feeling like i'm fucking crazy i'm tired of driving til i see stars in my eyes all i've got to keep myself sane baby so i just ride i just ride.

[retropopcult]

Audrey Hepburn at an Automat in Times Square. Photographed 1951 by Lawrence Fried.

Horn & Hardart's Automats were innovative, self-service restaurants that fed millions of New Yorkers but were also a tourist attraction for almost eighty years.

After a visit to Berlin around the turn of the century, Philadelphia restaurant owners Joseph Horn and Frank Hardart incorporated many of the ideas they saw at "waiterless cafeterias", installing automation equipment at their new Philadelphia "Automat" in 1902. It didn't catch on, proving to be a little too ahead of its time. But their second attempt in New York City ten years later did. By then, there were hundreds of thousands of stenographers, secretaries, and sales clerks filling new office buildings throughout Manhattan, and the Automat provided them with  an inexpensive place to meet friends, eat fresh, wholesome and well-prepared meals in safe and comfortable surroundings, and where they never had to worry about tipping.  Beautifully designed with dolphin heads for coffee spouts, marble floors, high ceilings and pristine menus, in record time one Automat grew to 24, serving 2400 pies a day from a central bakery that famously turned out cheap, high caliber food in abundance.  Quality was a hallmark.  Rules were “Do not compromise”.  During the Depression, when so many restaurants went belly up, the Automats thrived.  In World War II, Horn & Hardart supplied the food for combat ships.  And by 1953, they were serving 2,206,000 beef pies, 10,652,000 desserts, 3,388,000 hamburgers and 4,886,000 pounds of spaghetti to 8,000,000 customers per day.

[dommnics]

I really like Mal redesign she looks really bad ass and the most I like is she looks more like a fairy or should I say a Fae, with the horns and her skin.

Are you also going to redesign the "royals"?

That makes me so happy that comes across, thank you!! 😄🌼❤️

I have some ideas for the royals in mind, but I’m likely going to stick with the villain kids for now just for the sake of wrapping up this little series quickly. But if enough people really want to see the royal/“hero” characters I’m open to doing two more designs for Ben and Audrey!

[letomills]

Download: SFS / Mega

Outfits converted for the MartaXL edit body shape. All are for AF & EF and have fat & preg morphs. Files are compressorized, recolors are BSOK'd.

Full previews, credits and details under the cut.

Hodgekiss Polly dresses

With loafers (2,824 poly) ↓

With sneakers (2,920 poly) ↓

Categorized as everyday. Converted from my edited versions of @hodgekiss's Polly dresses.

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io Audrey Sweater Rolled Skinnies

Polycount: 2,306. Categorized as everyday. Original sweater and jeans by io / @serabiet.

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io Cardigan Horne Skirt

Polycount: 3,246. Categorized as everyday. Original cardigan and skirt by io / @serabiet.

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io Bbdoll Dress

Polycount: 2,966. Categorized as everyday. Original outfit by io / @serabiet. The @berrynooboos textures are from here (I edited most of them for more variety - mostly the socks, also the tops in the case of #24 & #25).

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Amaryll Slitted Dress

Polycount: 2,282. Categorized as formal.

Original dress by Amaryll. The io / @serabiet retextures (Valene dress) are from here, the @artemida-sims recolors of io's textures are from here, the @skulldilocks retextures are from here.

The shoes' texture and material definition are in the mesh file to save space.

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MissTiikeri Begging You Dress & Nightie

Dress ↓

Polycount: 7,224. Categorized as everyday. The boots' texture and material definition are in the mesh file to save space.

Nightie ↓

Polycount: blockfeet: 1,890 // Marvine feet: 2,198 // sexyfeet: 6,472 (choose one mesh). Categorized as sleepwear.

Both based on tops by @misstiikeri. The boots are my edit of Klira's 4t2 Shoetopia A Little Death Boots. If you like these boots on MartaXL, I made outerwear featuring them here.

I also have versions of this dress for Maxis-size AF & TF here and for Athletic Girl here.

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Slip

Polycount: blockfeet: 2,054 // Marvine feet: 2,362 // sexyfeet: 6,636 (choose one mesh). Categorized as sleepwear.

Original mesh by Maxis. The Maxis recolors can be either standalone or repo'd to the Maxis AF & YAF recolors. The @aweeshie textures come from here - the Chalkmetal textures are from their Girl's Night In and Wild sets - the @littlelittlesimmies textures are from here.

I also converted these nighties for Melodie9 fat AF & TF here.

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Serenity Aster Undies

Polycount: 1,948. Categorized as underwear.

Textures from Serenity's Aster Set 4t2 converted by @kestrelteens (I made some edits).

This is a new mesh distinct from the one I made for the MartaXL swimwear & underwear set. It has no alternative feet options since that wouldn't work with the socks, so feel free to delete the sockless recolors (2 & 14) if you have a 'no blockfeet' policy for your game.