#rose embroiderd

[fossette-promenade]

winona's 2023 wardrobe post °●○♡

this was my first year collecting lolita pieces! i have a modest sized wardrobe, but i hope you enjoy the tour (^ω^) everything is innocent world!

cardigans

♡ iw kitten embroidery cardigan (2008)

♡ iw noemi ribbon cardigan (2013)

the embroiderd kitten has an adorable rhinestone on it, and rose shaped buttons. noemi has very sweet pearls, and i love all the bows.

blouses

♡ iw sortis blouse (2009)

♡ iw crown button blouse (????)

♡ iw standing collar ribbon brooch blouse x2 (2011)

the first 2 blouses are so simple and perfect for any outfit. they are nearly identical with their crown print buttons. the long sleeved one seems to have been released a few times. i couldn't find the exact one i have though.

♡ rose lace square neck blouse (2012)

♡ astarte skirt (2009)

i was too tired to take these off my mannequin, because it looks so pretty together (/ ω;) they don't look as cute on me though, both fit a little funny. ill make it work somehow~

♡ iw lotta jacket

♡ iw tuck ribbon skirt

ill never get rid of these two... it was a set i was dreaming of, im glad i was able to get them together! and they both fit me perfectly

dresses

♡ iw dollhouse jsk

♡ iw tuck flare jsk

♡ iw french poodle high waisted jsk

♡ shawl collar op

♡ trump ribbon and crown jsk

i also show off my only pair of brand socks here, metamorphose's fancy egg OTKs.

accessories

♡ MILK heart watch

♡ Q-pot chocolate macaron necklace

♡ iw french lace hat

♡ iw heart 2way bag

♡ iw pink headbow

♡ iw orchestra instruments headbow

anyone else refuse to buy accessories unless it's a good deal? ugh, im so cheap >_< i got the Qpot necklace for $22, and it's one of my favorite things in my wardrobe!

that's the end of my wardrobe tour! my goal for 2024 is to get some more accessories for sure! and maybe i should expand on my brands... id love to get a very classical victorian maiden piece!

based off my wardrobe, what's a coordinate you'd create~?

thank you for reading, happy new year!

[ccrbonline]

Check out this listing I just added to my Poshmark closet: 10127 Johnny Was dusty rose velvet floral embroiderd tank S.

[coquettefashion]

Little Bad Girl Rose Hoodie

[iamcrimelord]

Story Time/Open RP: New City, same old scum.

Daigo had been on the rooftop for a few hours. He was using a spy glass to get the lay of the land, as well as scope out the castle of the ruling family of the city. Sounded like the Baron liked to live on the wild side if the local gossip was to be believed. Hansel Redmane was his name and apparently if there was one thing this man loved more than anything it was throwing massive parties where everyone had a little too much wine and far too little clothing. Same old story really. Apparently this Baron’s partying came with quite a high price tag and it was the citizens who usually footed the bill. The pretty ones got to enjoy the party too if they tickled the right lord or ladies fancies. Daigo lowered his spy glass and sighed. Taking out guys like this is what got him booted from the collective in the first place. To be honest he never understood why they objected so much to ensuring that people who exploit others for personal gain getting what was coming to them. But no matter. He was out of the guild now, though not fully unscathed. He had scars lining his hands and arms, as well as a rope burn scar around his neck. Charming gifts from his former compatriots. But no matter. If he dwelt on the past again he’d be up on that roof for hours. Well, more hours anyway. He put on his skull mask and pulled his hood up and slid off the roof down to a nearby wall. He then skid down the side of it and then leapt off of it, landing on the stone walkway down below. From what he had gathered, the castle was heavily defended. Soldiers in armor from head to toe, battlements with spikes on the top of each wall making it impossible to climb over. There were also arbalest crossbowmen on each tower as well. Not the fastest of shooters but they punch with the force of a small explosive. Then of course there were the guests themselves. Sorcerer’s, witches, wealthy lords and ladies, champion fighters, and peasants who were lucky to be born prettier than the rest. All enjoyed in the Baron’s revelries. Each one despite their appetites could be dangerous in their own rights. He had good armor, powerful magics, and a sword sharp enough to cut through almost anything as if it were cold air. But while it was true that even in greater numbers weaklings were weaklings still... That was a bit more than Daigo could handle on his own. He was going to need backup. 

Daigo was down in the ratway tunnels later that evening. Every major city had a place like this. A hidden underground city where the more honest scum and villains lived. And by honest he meant did not hide their true colors behind a pious title or churchly apparel. Now most criminal area’s such as this depended on the royalty mostly because they kept civilians in line and from playing outside the rules like they did. This ensured that they always had a field advantage when exploiting the people. He’d come for all of them down here soon enough. But in the meanwhile he would need to recruit some of the more talented rats down here. Eventually he found what he was looking for. A wooden door that was quite frankly....far too crappy for a sewer. Almost standing out with how much work was put into making it look...unremarkable. Ironic how the opposite goal is achieved when one tries to accomplish something. He knocked on the wall and a plank of wood slid to the side. “Password?” the bouncer behind the door asked. Daigo simply held up a Mythril coin. 

“Well all right then, come on in friend.” the door opened and Daigo walked through. Where at first he had been in a huge sewer, he now saw a large underground district. The tunnel itself was several stories tall, and the walls were lined with buildings, apartments, stores, and eateries, each one with large windows so one could see the goods inside. From food to products, from treasures to weapons, from fine clothes to finer flesh Daigo was able to see the red sun distrcit of the city. A river ran down the middle of the way and was navigated by gold plated gondalas. Daigo was impressed. One would think building something this intricate would draw more attention. Daigo kept his mask and hood up. His armor was a bit...dirty however. From road mud to rain water splattering all over his apparel. He supposed his first order of business was to get a place to stay. Quite the ironic twist that he felt more comfortable sleeping among a den of lions than he was a pack of foolish sheep. He made his way to one of the massive wall buildings of the tunnel. He looked up and found one with a name he rather liked. “The Black Rose.” Daigo said, reading the name of the establishment. 

Daigo approached the front desk. A portly man with a narrow nose, slim framed glasses, pointed ears, and eyes that squinted to the point of almost looking closed saw him...and hoisted his nose upwards. “If you are seeking lodging sir, you may wish to try the brothel down on the river level.” He said with disdain. 

Daigo simply walked up, and placed ten mythril coins on the table top. “Or I can get top floor suite, some new clothes, a good meal, and perhaps a bottle of Black Wine.” He said in a straight tone. 

The Clerk looked at the coins wide eyed. “Uh...well....yes! Yes of course!” He said greedily, his eyes now very visible. 

“Does Sir have any luggage he would like taken up?” The clerk asked, far more friendly now than he was moments ago. 

“No. This is all I have. However if you could get me a list of all the stores in town, I would greatly appreciate it.” Daigo responded. 

The Clerk nodded. “Very good Mr...?” 

“Belfir. Daigo Belfir.” He answered. 

The clerk nodded. “Very good Master Belfir. And if it would please sir, we have a wide selection of...other gentlemanly delights if it would so please you.” He said with a tongue in cheek grin. 

“No.” Daigo said flatly, sternly, and without any room of misunderstanding. 

The clerk nodded quickly, realizing he had made a mistake. “Yes sir, my apologies.” He quickly waddled away. 

Sometime later, Daigo came out of the private bath of his suite. On his bed were red silk pajamas with a black rose embroiderd on the left breast pocket. He dried off from his bath, and got dressed. He walked up to the wall of his bedroom that was simply one giant window and looked down. People walked along lantern lit roads in fine apparel. There was a tragic irony to all this. The Baron uptop was bleeding the people with his legal taxes to fund his life style. While the scum of the earth leeched off of the exact same people down below. Innocents were being bled from both sides. But if his goal was achieved, he’d make sure the wealth made it back to the people in the middle. He looked around at the other large buildings that lined the three story tall tunnel. All were lined with open windows with gilded gold framework. Apparently in a city hidden from the sun nothing was hidden from each other save their faces which all seemed to be covered in a mask down here. He could see some people eating in one window, another training with fighters in another. Other’s were hawking their wares while others still engaged in vices of the flesh for all to see. He had to admit that while they were evil. They did not hide what they were from each other. Which meant that finding the right kind of cohorts for his plan to steal from the baron should not be all that difficult. 

The next day a notice was placed on all the message boards down below...

“WANTED, SKILLED THIEVES FOR HEIST OF THE CENTURY. IF YOU ARE INTERESTED MEET ME AT THE GALLOWS TREE ON THE OUTSKIRTS OF THE CITY.” And there Daigo was, waiting to see if anyone would answer the call to treasure...

----open RP! available to all! keep it civil though.

[libidomechanica]

Yelled; they may live

“Let there be” upon thy vaporous bosom  shook with a reflection  as good fame may say, and  sing, and sink from eating yet it  did, with emotion,  but that rage had passd this mothers  cot, from tigress robbd of you were  too barbarous isles, and sped and  huge trees and year wake year thou art why  shrink and when all worn and  its notebook 1905—DAY 1: a theory 

that thou, Anthea, must wandering  what Loues paine mighty heart from shore.  My madness. Tattooed or woaded, wins, the  desecrate like morning  rise, you like the warps and eyes were  few shine save Solyman, the thicket  flankd by large eyes began to  dawn with all his powers,  so that I in pure spirit  should have consonants apiece; and weep for  Adonais lay. Beyond 

all proper place, but not seen in a  showers. To Amphitrite; all my  soul of any Mussulman, white rose  went and lie, ever since she talked the  ebb-tide leaves of morning, according  to touch I then blushed aside These to  await, regret. and fill  the Dreams the hills roll the  awkward test, as Juan found,  and snared they came again; and  faithless was an alderman 

love, that your report,  that is the Pumpkin  round when they rode upon drill—  and countrys stay, tracing fancies caused  to heel. D, pourd into  her debtor for their happiness  of that lay at wine with  feverous file, and water pell-mell,  and moments self have room. I lived with  ribs of wreck, or lift me  with the Pagans who resisted, 

batter a  town, was taken they should fail  and bright and lip; yearning sun one  early rue my very tune of others  lay the bathroom floor mocks your kirtle  embroiderd why he had fought for,  that reck I by the sad lot  of some unworthily; their beloved,  fill the little, as  thou art pouring etiquette in kingless  sphering footsteps to a gilded 

Squire. Worth winning; but that Rich she left me  gowd, Copartner of them bemone Instance— Ninon de lEnclos. a mailens.  than they, to mourns not help them  achieve the pill of hooks― question  a nap, my heavy as  soon as I have new sorrow, sit by  the private tutors, guardians, and  toast, of which at their morions, when  the book or lute; but  brooding turn the barrier 

like a king of Florian knelt,  and the town ditch below  was debarrd the altar  of pearls, full of glory still remits  the ground the mirrord shields, far- piercing phrase (but many a glorious  dreams that mourn not for evermore  for they are, such melodies, who  was the stouter, first a  Candiote cloak from everything here is  discords of human cattle.)

[sigynoffidelity]

There I´ll find what you´ve become

You help me lose my mind And you bring me something I can't define Help me lose my mind, make me wonder What I felt before

Authors Note: If your a Loki RP Account you can use this as a starter, this is somehow my beginning of Sigyns Story with a backflash how they meet the first time an is only my headcanon, not based on the comics or the movies. The Time is when Loki is in Prison in Thor2. Please excuse mistakes, english is not my first language. The Song for the mood is Help me lose my mind from Disclosure.

Sigyn follows the steps down to the prisons. Her posture was determined not like the people that follwed her. They were convinced that she was making a mistake. It was her handmaiden Yrsa and her personal guard Theoric which she grew up with. She brought them with her from Vanaheim, because they were very loyal friends to her and that was was she needed. They tried to stop her from going to the prisons, but Sigyn was a stubborn person.

Maybe it was not a good idea to see her future husband, not after everything she heard of him. How much he changed since she saw him the last time. But there were too much oprn questions in her head. They began when her father told her that he was going to Asgard and enforce the debt, which was spoken thousand years ago. As if he cared for her place in Valhalla. What reason should be strong enough to let her get married to a criminal? Of course ot was on political purposes. Or he just wanted to get rid of her.

Sigyn didnt believed anymore that the day would come that she would marry Loki Odinson. How much she dreamed of this day as she was younger. More naive. She just was a kid and she thought she met the prince of her dreams, but he left her. He stopped writing letters. Then she heard things which didnt fit to the boy she knew.

Sigyn remembered everything as it was yesterday but in a really different world. She was a different person, he was someone else.

Funny, how all tragedies began was Prince Loki Odinson a prisoner in a cell of the palast of her Father, King Freyr of vanaheim and she heard of him, as she was ready to go the bed. She sneaked out in her nightdress to meet him and from the first moment she was hooked on him. She was young, a rose that began to glow but no one saw the woman she would be but Loki saw it from the beginning. She was never treated like this before and they spoke about magic and books. Sigyn was sure that maybe he started the fire in the village, but never meant to hurt anyone.

She was that sure, that she stand up for him as her father wanted to sentence him to death. Her family laughed at her, but she stayed stubborn, as she was. It was then, that her brother asked her if she was so sure then she should prove it and promise Loki that she would marry him when she comes to age.

There is something special about the promises of Vanir, they never break them. And there was a special promise for Vanir woman to bound them to a man forever. Sigyn spoke the words that bounded her to Loki Odinson and he accepted- not as he had a choice.

The two days the shared two kisses, in secret, two young kids in Love and he gifted a ring to her, but they happiness didn´t last long. They seperated but promised to keep writing letters everyday. Until 600 years later, it stopped.

Sigyn remembered that boy, he was gentle and soft, with some of pride that suited him well. He gave her all the attention she needed to feel loved but this picture didn´t fit to the things she heard of the man he became. She needed clearance, she needed to see him and make her self sure, who she is gonna to marry. If he´ll remember her? As the tradition wanted, Sigyn was wearing a veil that was so heavy embroiderd, that you can heartly see her face. She wore a blue dress, which was out of heavy fabric and touched the floor as she walked. Over it she wore a golden west which hat a small train. Under it she wore high shoes which made her twenty centimeters higher than she really was, all of her outfit was Vanir fashion, not like the soft dresses that the Aesir woman wrapped around their Body.

Every step she took deeper felt colder. Was it really a good idea? What kind of man she was going to find? She loved Loki with all her naive heart as she was younger, he was perfect for her even she saw his mischievous glances in his eyes of course but she was to good hearted to see the whole picture. There was fear in her, she knew she was not going to find the person he used to was but was he really that monster everyone told her? And how she should manage to be his wife? She wouldnt be a silence wife, she wouldnt let him hurt her but she searched for trust and understanding in a relationship. And when he was what everyone was saying she had to make a plan.

The prisons in Asgard were not looking like she imagined a prison, it was very light and a lot of glass. Just the prisoners behind the glasses told her different. She told her guard and her handmaid to stay where they´re standing, as she spotted the right cell. Theoric tried to protest, and she gave him a strong look. She couldnt see her face, but he knew her to well to know to stay were he was.

Every step she took towards his cell felt like an eternity. She felt the vibrations in her fingertips and stretched her fingers. No one should see how nervous she was. She was a princess, she was from royal blood, she was proud and she was strong. She fixed her eyes on the shape of the figure in the cell. The blonde Vanir could just see his back but she knew immeditialy that it was him. With a feeling of  unconsciousness she realized she would have recognized him everywhere, anytime. The way of his posture, the outlines of his body, the way he walked, the way he wears his hair was unreconisable Loki and caused a feeling in her she wouldnt expected. An Echo from what she felt for him as they met the last time. The fear, to miss him too much her heart would break, being attracted to him and the way he touched her not only physical- but also with his words. She couldn´t believe he would forget her- not when just the shadow of him could push her so far back in time.

No- this was just her weak mind, she was wiser know, she was the ruler of her emotions. The princess felt her heart beating so strong, that she could feel it in her neck.

“If this is not the happiest man in the nine realms” came a dry voice from her. It was something he had wrote her, but would he remember? She couldnt silence her sarkasm, it could help her in such a situation to keep her sanity. She stepped on the small step, that surrounded his cell but dared to step to near to the glass.

“Its somehow romantic, the prison thing. I think we should keep the idea for our wedding anniversary”

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