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[alangdorf]

I got married this summer!! And I spent the year leading up to it designing & patterning & making my dresses! So here they are; unfortunately my photo selection is pretty limited cause our photographer got almost no fullbody pictures of me alone from the front, but w/e

My wedding dress/outfit/what have you consisted of an Edwardian-ish blouse and a skirt which I drafted off of an actual Victorian walking skirt pattern except since I didn’t wanna obtain/wear a corset & bustle I took out the hip shaping so it just turned out to be a partial circle skirt that’s a little longer and fuller in back. Oh, and the front panel was actually two overlapping panels which could be folded back and attached to the inside of the skirt. I wore it closed at the actual marriage part which I didn’t get good pics of, and open at the ring ceremony, which is where all the above pics were taken. The pants were resale, but I did make my veil and bouquet!

The second dress was very inspired by this set of classic lolita OP’s (particularly the one in the first two pics) which I first saw back in 2021 and I’d been itching to make something similar ever since, so I picked up the fabric for it when it was on sale back at my old job and then pencilled it in as my reception dress so I would actually get around to making it. (Although fun fact both of these outfits STILL need more sewing done before they’re completely ready for regular wear lol. Someday) I got the cameo for the brooch off Etsy (it has a butterfly on it) and my grandma bought me the shoes for Christmas last year, though I added the bows to them (they’re removable and I also made a pink set) and also made the earrings and hair bow.

Anyway we recently got done moving and stuff so hopefully I will be able to do more art soon! (Also they/them preferred as usual 💜)

[venusscriptures]

he’s so cute i gotta write a little..teeheeeee …

18+!! warnings: somnophilia, drunk-ish sex (he’s faking being drunk-stupid so idk what to call it), plant-like genitalia (saw a post about his dick being in a slit, and he had TWO!! and hc about a scent he gives off when in heat and i got a little too..creative *grins*), nipple play (can you guys tell i like big pecs and men’s nipples!!), and almost getting caught, head/ oral (character receiving) and Gender neutral reader. sub vash + dom gunman (gun person?) reader.

AN: part two has been posted!

You had been traveling with Vash for a while now, joining his adventures after he had saved your ass from becoming swiss cheese by a couple of gang members that thought you were an easy target.

After that little incident, you paid him back by patching him up and helping him heal his injuries (although you didn’t need to do much, it seemed like they were already half healed by the time you had gotten the gauze).

However much you stick around, he tries to slip away so many times, it’s become a cycle. He gets into a fight, you help, he feels guilty and runs off, you find him and it repeats. No matter how many times you try to stick it through to him, he never truly believes that you’d want to stick around for the man who’s is famously called a ‘stampede’.

You had become friends with Meryl, Milly and Nicholas, joining the group as an extra set of hands for anything, you had a knack of learning things quickly, and you could easily defend yourself. Vash however, felt that he’d be endangering you, despite your strength and smarts, but he relented after you picked up a gun.

Tonight was another night alive after helping a town escape a tyrannical gang, so it was a night to celebrate. As you guys were served pint after pint, the group, including Meryl surprisingly, had become deliriously drunk, which had you herding them upstairs after Wolfwood started to argue with the patrons.

Turns out, Meryl had booked three rooms, two doubles and one single. Planning to take the single for yourself to save from having to deal with the aftercare of these drunks throwing up all over you or your bed.

The elevator pinged at the third floor, signaling your exit. After successfully dragging Vash out, you heard the click of two doors closing.

The single and a double.

Fuck.

That left your plan soiled, seeing as you had certain disastrous noodle haired man slumped against you, mumbling something about a favorite circular pastry of his.

Sighing, you unlocked the double bed room, only to find a room with a single XL twin bed in the corner, your head about to combust with how exhausted you were.

You pulled him in, looking around the room for a place to rest. He sat down on the bed, watching you with a drunken stupor and hazed eyes, take off your coat and roll up your sleeves, hoping that he didn’t require as much help or watch as Milly.

“..take….bed….” He mumbled.

You didn’t quite catch what he said, so you leaned in closer, taking off his glasses and folding them, placing them on the desk next to the bed.

“I didn’t hear that, what did you say?”

You grabbed the pitcher and poured him a cup of water, pressing it against his lips and tilting his chin up, encouraging him to drink before he spoke.

He kept his eyes on you the whole time, greedily gulping down the water.

Once he finished the class, you set it down onto the desk, sitting next to him.

“I said..you can take the bed, ‘n’ i’ll…i’ll find something..”

Furrowing your eyebrows, you shook your head and frowned, folding your arms over your chest as he smiled.

“Absolutely not, you’re drunk and the last thing i want is you wandering off into the city and something happening to you! You rest, i’ll watch you so you don’t suffocate on your own vomit.”

You ended up sharing the bed, and now was staring at the ceiling, a loose white shirt and your biker shorts on, Vash’s long limbs thrown over your body as the futile attempt at making a border was destroyed by him.

As much as you loved him -platonically you assured yourself - he was a tall man and took that space up, leaving you within his grasp as he wrapped himself around your body, his thigh thrown over yours, and his arms holding you close to his chest, his head resting on top of your chest.

After god knows how long you had been laying there, listening to his deep breaths and murmurings, you heard a small whimper from him, a sweet smell coming from him.

You couldn’t pinpoint what it was, but it smelled like a sweet syrup, or a yummy fruity cocktail, it’s honey like scent intriguing you.

Another whimper, yet this time his thigh tightened and his hips twitched forward, slightly grinding on you, the sweet scent growing stronger, making you slightly confused but curious.

Looking down at his face, you saw his eyebrows furrow together, his face otherwise peaceful. Chalking it up to the alcohol, you settle back into your pillow and close your eyes before you hear him moan your name softly, continuing to grind against your thigh, yet this time you felt a small mound press against the muscle, feeling the wetness slowly soak his underwear and your thigh, making you feel flustered.

“Vash…” You looked down and saw him squirming, hiding his face into your chest, his hand clutching the cloth.

He shivered and grinded against you once more, his slit dripping with arousal. You brushed his loose hair back, your thigh now throughly soaked. Testing the waters, you flexed your thigh and raised it slightly, earning a gasp and moan from Vash, his brows turning upwards as he settled into your thigh, now mumbling something about feeling nice and your name.

You were extremely horny right now, his actions and words driving you up the wall, with that sickly sweet scent stronger than ever. You slid your hand down to his waistband, your fingers slipping under them and finding the source of that slick sensation and sweet smell. You felt around, confused at the lack of an appendage but found a funny feeling slit. You pressed your fingers against it lightly and he shuddered. Jackpot.

Now in an unexplainable haze, you took your fingers and slid them into your mouth, the taste of his wetness sending shivers down your body, raising the heat between your legs. If this is how you felt just by tasting him, you couldn’t imagine how he felt right now.

After you managed to slip out of his grasp, you took off his boxers, softly gasping at the pretty sight before you: Vash on his back, his legs and arms sprawled out as his hair looked like a halo around his head, his chest rising and falling. But what especially caught your eye was the blue-toned slit between his thighs, leaking a sort of pinkish looking thick fluid, the source of that sweet smell that drove you so crazy.

Leaning down to lick it, you pressed your tongue against the whole slit first, his body jerking and he somehow still rested. Deciding to go further, you wrapped your arms around his thighs, laid onto your stomach and proceeded to lick, slurp and dip into his hole, his whines and whimpers growing by the second.

You heard him move around slightly, and looked up to see Vash staring back down at you, a desperate look in his eyes and he gasped and sighed with every poke and prod you made with your tongue. Feeling his hands slide into your hair, you continued to slurp all the leaky fluid from him, growing hungry for more of him. As you dipped your tongue slightly in, you were met with two appendages slowly coming out of his slit, their tips glowing with a bio-luminescent light, his legs twitching and shivering as they now stood tall in the night air.

Testing it, you licked the underside of one, a yelp coming from his mouth. Grinning, you watched it squirm by itself, the appendages shaped sort of like a tentacle, except girthier and rounded more at the tip. And it has a tip.

You stuck your tongue out, holding it against his squirming dicks and he let out a moan, his voice rising another octave. As if they had a mind of their own, they twisted and moved against your tongue, sliding up and down your mouth as his hips trembled and bucked, his head thrown back as he shivered and shook, cumming into your mouth as his orgasm ran through him, goosebumps covering his body.

Sucking off all you could, a knock at the door scared both of you out of our lustful hazes.

“Hey..,[F/N], Milly threw up…could you come help please?” Meryl’s voice rang through the door.

Sighing and sitting back in your knees, disappointed that you couldn’t keep eating him out, you responded.

“Yeah, I’ll be there in a minute, give me a sec.”

Leaning over a bright red Vash, you gripped his hip with one hand and kissed him, your mouth covered in the taste of his cum.

“I wanna continue this another time, okay pretty?” You softly said to him, brushing back his hair from his sweaty forehead. He looked up at you like you hung the stars and nodded, tugging down at your shirt.

You gave him another kiss, this time deep. Breaking away, you planted some kisses against his neck and stood up, fixing yourself in the mirror.

“I’ll be right back”

He stares at the door after you closed it behind yourself, bewildered at the past 30 minutes.

He couldn’t wait to get “drunk” again.

[tetrisfinished]

elora gorge

last weekend, i went to elora gorge with a few of my friends. while we were there we decided to go tubing in the gorge. this activity - while it is an official activity that you pay for and get a hand band and everything is not entirely supervised (which is why you sign a waiver as well, releasing anyone of any responsibility). 

it’s fine; and safe in that i don’t believe anyone has drowned/died or been seriously injured as a result of it. the water is mostly shallow and they ask that everyone going wears a helmet and a pfd (they’ll rent one if you don’t bring your own) as a requirement. 

when we went, i was fine on the tube; at one point the water got really shallow and because i had jammed myself in the tube i scraped my back against the rocks so that was tough but up to a certain point i was fine. understand; the water is shallow and some points and slightly deep and others and it’s running river water (grand river, i believe). so i made it through some of the rough areas where there’s rocks and slight ups and downs; but at one place i was ejected from my tube. 

oh. my. god. my fear as i fell into the deep-ish water with the current - my mouth was open so i swallowed water and my eyes were open too and instant panic overtook my body. even though there’s one instructor at the begin who even told us that if we were to fall out of the tube - NOT to panic. to not try and search for the floor and just float along because we were after all wearing pfds and eventually we’d come back to deep water. 

but in my panic of being under water and completely drenched i forgot all that - and worst i let my tube float away. anyway i did end up getting out although for a few minutes i was being swept by the current of the water and those minutes or seconds or however long they were, i felt like i would just wash up ashore dead. 

this was, of course, a bit of melodramacy because i was like 5 steps for a little makeshift area where people were stopped. a bunch of people fell out of their tubes at the same area so there was a little rocky way off to the side where they stopped to rest before getting back on. most of the people who fell out, though, managed to get back on their tubes :p or save them. 

in any case; so i sat for a few moments just in the water collecting myself and letting go of my panic. and then when i finally realized i’d have to do something and i couldn’t sit there forever i started walking. you see, it being an unsupervised gorge and all....there’s not really much of a way out of there except by tube. so i walked on the sides; it was getting steeper and steeper until at one point i got to a place that i couldn’t walk anymore and there was again a path - across the river. which again seemed deep. 

i stopped and just stood there watching people tube on by. i think i probably stopped for at least 20 minutes - maybe even 40. just watching people tube by thinking what i could possibly do to get myself across the river. as i was standing there, a couple came by. herb and shirley. herb had also lost his tube, but shirley had only fallen out of hers (because barb - her girlfriend - had gotten panicked and pulled at her sleeve and messed it up for her) so herb was carrying her tube for her. 

shirley had had enough (sharing my sentiments there) and was no longer confident and wanted to go home. herb, thankfully, was calm and collected and tried every way to get us out. in the end we decided that shirley would ride the tube to cross the river (which she did successfully) and herb and i would hold hands for safety and just float to the other side. 

he comforted me and told me he wouldn’t ever let me go and to trust him. and honest to god, i did trust him. we started walking and with every step the river got deeper and deeper and with every increasing depth level of the water the panic inside me rose. 

the water was at my chest and the next step might have been the one where i could no longer feel the ground underneath my feet when i finally stopped herb and said i couldn’t. i had so much panic and i just couldn’t. this led to more cajoling and assurance and i was just about to agree when two girls came right by next to us. these two girls were right next to each other and holding hands. so in that moment i decided i would try instead to hold on to their tubes. i asked herb if i could just do that instead of floating across and he said that was fine as long as i go in between the tubes. 

the girls also agreed right away and so i did; i wedged myself between their tubes, hung on to either one (one girl was facing forward and one backward) and then we floated forward. again as the river became shallow i scraped my body against it a little but finally made it to the other end! 

i thanked them profusely and herb and shirley and i met again and started walking forward as far as the little rocky path would take us. 

i should mention, during this whole time my friends had already passed ahead of me and were probably wondering where i was/worried (as they told me later). you see, i had driven all of us and i had the car keys - which was where we kept all of our stuff, including, of course, our phones :p 

in any case; so here we are herb, shirley, and i walking and talking on the other side of the river. i found out they’re from orangeville and they found out i was from caledon. what a small world! they were really nice people :)

and then we came to the end of that path again and noticed another little area on the other side of the river. this time, we all held hands and crossed the river because it didn’t get as deep as the previous stretch. and when we got there i noticed there was a couple there just taking pictures. what was remarkable about this couple, however, was that they were tube-less and completely dry. they did NOT get to that area by tube. which meant that there HAD TO BE WAY OUT! 

so we called out to them and asked them and they pointed to the path they took that led them there. and then they hurried off. which was sort of rude of them; they could have made the same deduction i did. three wet, helmeted, pfd’ed people with one tube who they just saw crossing the river holding hands. they could have helped or offered more directions. instead they just walked off and IN A HURRY. shirley felt the same way and so did herb. 

but anyway, seeing them there was all i needed and i started up the path. note; it was part of the foresty area and herb and shirley were fairly hesitant to follow me so i let them know that if they’d prefer - since herb was comfortable in the water and shirley had a tube, that they were more than welcome to go back to the water. for me though; i was fine just going along. 

they were mostly just scared of getting lost at the jungle, which to be honest, didn’t even occur to me at the time. i was just happy to see land. anywho, so i started walking up the path (from which the previous couple had disappeared fairly quickly and were completely out of sight) and finally like two minutes up i saw camps where people had set up and we were back at the main road, 10 minutes away from the rental spot. i yelled back to herb and shirley who were following me but at a much slower pace since they were still deciding/figuring out what to do. and then we walked up together and finally that was that. 

i went back to the car; drove to the end of where the tubing ended and found my friends and all was well =D we went to sushi for dinner in waterloo (so many cravings satisfied!)

so you can say i had a fairly eventful adventure that day. would i do it again? to be honest, sitting here in bed i would say yes; facing the water again in actual real life, though, might just make me go back on my word :p 

but the whole while i was on the tube; oh man it was so amazing and the gorge is truly so beautiful. all you see if water, the sky above, and the walls of trees/earth on either side of you. it’s beautiful. 

andddd that was that! OH also, one embarrassing thing - while we were walking herb and shirley at one point looked at my face and with concern lining their eyes asked if i had bumped up my face when i fell out of the tube. i said no, not that i can recall, but in the heat of the moment i might have and never noticed. i started feeling my face and they pointed to exactly where they saw a red mark and it looked like i had bumped into something. 

turns out they were looking at my recently-exploded (popped) pimple. so that was great. super fun memories :p

and that’s all for tonight! 

much love,

-k