this fabric is so pretty

Morning Pleasure*

Pairing: Chris Evans x Reader
Rating: Explicit - 18+ only
Summary: Reader wants to eat the breakfast Chris has cooked for her, but he has other plans. Blame your too sexy denim shorts!
Word Count: 1.7k
Genre: NSFW/SMUT
Warning: Long detailed oral sex (female receiving).

Gifs used below aren’t mine, credit to the rightful owners.

Freshly out of your morning shower, you finished adding the last touches to your light makeup after you had gotten dressed in your favorite denim shorts and a white cotton blouse.

Walking in the kitchen, you followed the smell of the pancakes and fresh fruits that Chris had cooked, accompanied by the exotic effluvia of hot coffee. You smiled at the sight of your boyfriend too busy to notice your presence as his back was turned to you, humming the slow melody of a song you both loved.

You walked up to him and folded your arms around his broad chest, wrapped by his Henley shirt, planting a longing and loving kiss at the back of his neck as he smiled widely.

“Hmm, what did I do so special for you to cook this morning?” You murmured.

“You came into my life,” Chris accompanied your mocking laugh and you moved your body to rest against the counter, standing next to him.

“You know, I’ve been thinking about our trip to Boston next week and…” you trailed off, noticing Chris’ baby blue gaze remaining locked on your frame. “What, you don’t like the outfit?“ You interrogated, checking out, yet he didn’t answer and kept looking at you.

His gaze was so ardent that you almost forgot how to breathe properly. Every time your man laid his eyes on you with such fierce, you felt the desire rising inside.

“Chris?”

Your boyfriend eventually looked up at your blown eyes, licking his full lips and you could see his pupils dilating slowly as he drank in the view from his orbs like he had been in the desert for long days of a burning hot summer.

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first kiss - sam holland

Pairing: Sam Holland x Reader

Summary: Sam and his best friend share something a little more intimate after waking up from their usual movie night.

*Note: I made this bc Alyssa ( @parkerroos ) loves Sam so much and I love her so there you go! My requests are also open, but only for Harrison, Harry, Sam, Zendaya and/Laura right now :) No Tom requests yet (I want to explore a little more)! 

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shitter  asked:

Kind of a weirdly specific question to ask, but do you have any advice for drawing leather biker-style jackets? I notice you draw them in a lot of your stuff and they always turn out great. I have a male OC that wears one and I can always get the top part/collar right but something about the bottom and the way it's supposed to sort of interact with/hang off of the torso while unzipped is really weird to draw and I always end up making it like hug the skin in weird ways. Adore your art btw!!

Hi! Sorry late reply. I love costuming and I wanted to answer this properly.

I A D O R E leather jackets/biker jackets. And a lot of my understanding of jackets comes from knowing how real leather works vs fake leather/pleather/vinyl. Leather is generally very heavy. So its not going to fold or lay the same way a regular jacket or even vinyl will lay. 

So first stop REFERENCE! If you own a leather jacket or a biker jacket try that thing on and look at it in the mirror. Then look at what its doing to your clothes/undergarments. 

If you don’t own a leather jacket (like a lot of people lol. I own a fake one from forever 21) google or pinterest! Pinterest is both a blessing and a curse. Its a curse for unsourcing artists BUT is a REALLY good way to put together visual research quickly. I just used google for this so here’s some pics I thought were useful 

So a thing to remember is typically people wear light clothes under leather jackets. Real leather like I said is very thick with an intent to protect as well as look just dang cool. Ewan is an avid bike rider so he’s usually wearing it for bike purposes. Wearing a big sweater or a flouncy shirt under a leather jacket is just going to be uncomfortable.

Leather and fake leather typically hang straight down unless they’ve got a belt at the bottom to cinch in.

So going off of your question about how it would hang it basically would hang straight down and a little away falling off of the chest muscles. Depending on whether the jacket is a very form fitting jacket or if its k inda loose to begin with will add to that as well.

So you’ve got your reference here’s a very minimal tutorial. There’s a lot about fabric and costume drawing theory I’m skipping over.

But typically for any sort of costume. Understanding the form underneath is important. You can fudge it later once you’ve got enough practice at it but its more believeable to just lay in a sketch or a light drawing of the figure on its own. You don’t have to go crazy into detail just remember where the bigger or muscles that are interacting are. 

And then on another layer or if you’re using the same sketch layer draw in that jacket.

Points to remember is where is the fabric being stressed/stretched. Where is interacting with the form. Remember that bottom hems typically move out and up if the arms are outstretched. Even if its zipped the rest of the jacket will still move even if its minimally.  An open jacket is fun to play with with action so don’t be afraid to fake it a little. Don’t go to town on the wrinkles because Leather is a heavy fabric and while it will remember wrinkles in elbows typically it just sorta hangs there. There’s always folds on the sleeves or where the body bends. Don’t forget the details so if it has a zipper remember that zippers have two parts. Buttons and seams are going to make it a more believable leather jacket. 

Example if you’re drawing jeans as opposed to suit pants jeans have reinforced seams because they’re originally intended for heavy duty work where as a suit is typically worn in an office so the seams are cleaner and often hidden. Leather jackets fit into the first group like jeans and since the fabric is so heavy seams are pretty obvious and prominent. Buttons are typically big because they have to penetrate through the heaviness of the jacket. Even fake leather jackets have big buttons/zippers/seams to replicate the look of an authentic leather jacket.


I think that’s the short and skinny of it without getting into a 14 week class on fabric lol. Hope that helps!!

Ignition Glove - Roy Mustang 

Slowly getting the hang of the new art program. The brushes are actually very helpful at letting my inner painter show off. Also using your own hand for reference is surprisingly easier than looking through the interner and the result looks far more realistic. Hence to why the glove is actually my favourite part of the painting. As far as the painting itself goes, there’s nothing really creative about it, just same ol’ Roy Mustang..

Made by jiyu-koya. Please do not repost, do not remove source

How They Wait For Their Mommy To Get Back Home (Requested)

~Kim Namjoon~

I can see this little shit being rebellious. If you asked him to wait on the bed, he’d be on the couch when you got home. When you tried to teach him the errors of his ways, he’d most likely try to wiggle himself out of it.

“But mommyyyy….”

Originally posted by ksjknj

~Kim Seokjin~

Jin would grab his paci and wait patiently for you on the couch. If you allowed him a snack, you’d find him sucking down a juice box with that cute little smile on his face when you opened the front door.

“Mommy your home!”

Originally posted by bwiseoks

~Min Yoongi~

Yoongi loved to sleep. So he would grab his favorite blanket, pillow and curl up in bed. You’d come home to seem him sleeping with cute little snores coming from his mouth. When you gently woke him up to slip in beside him, Yoongi would cuddle into your side.

“I’m glad your home.”

Originally posted by seokjins-wings

~Jung Hoseok~

Hobi loved to listen to music. He’d change into his favorite overalls and put his headphones in. You’d come home to see him humming along to his favorite song while playing on his tablet. When you plucked the headphones out of his ear he’d be ecstatic.

“Come listen to this song with me mommy!”

Originally posted by jaayhope

~Park Jimin~

Jimin was a brat when he didn’t get what he wanted. But since you promised him extra playtime, he could compromise. He’d pull out the ribbons and cock ring and sit on the edge of the bed until you got home. He might even go as far as wearing the pretty pink choker.

“I’ve been waiting alllll day mommy. Can we play now?”

Originally posted by smol-jims

~Kim Taehyung~

Taehyung loved coloring for his mommy. He’d bring out his crayons and coloring book and began to color in the purple kitten. When you got home late that evening, you saw the new collection of pictures decorating the fridge.

“Look mommy! That ones my favorite.”

Originally posted by mvssmedia

~Jeon Jungkook~

Kookie would most likely be the one who would sit in the same spot until you got back home. Even if his cock was straining against the fabric of his pretty lace panties, he wouldn’t touch himself. So when you got off of work, Jungkook would have a thin film of sweat over his body.

“Please mommy! I’ve been good all day.”

Originally posted by jkguks

Fanboy

Ao3 Link

Summary:  After discovering the wonders of Ladynoir fanfiction, Adrien sets out to start his own with his classmate Marinette helping him along the way. But when does fiction start becoming reality?

This story is also beta’d by the wonderful @serendipitousReckonings here on archive, @dickerdoodlez on tumblr.

Chapter 1

Adrien was never the writing type. He did write well - written papers and essays – at least according to his teachers – and was even occasionally asked by a few of his classmates for some writing tips. But, it was for educational purposes only. He‘d never had any sort of passion to write an actual story and he never thought of himself as the imaginative kind anyway. His mind was almost always focused on school, his responsibilities set by his father, and his masked identity. He never really had that luxury of being able to think about anything else. Well, except for his Lady, but that was something entirely different.

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Sam Drake: NSFW Alphabet Challenge

Summary: An NSFW Alphabet Challenge, listing the A through Z’s of sex with you and Sam.

Relationships: Sam Drake (Uncharted) x Reader

Word Count: 2,430

Trigger Warnings: nsfw/smut (obviously), BDSM, public sex, dirty talk

Authors Note: I’m considering making separate imagines based off of each letter (a full length imagine for each letter), so please let me know if that is something you would all like! Make sure to like or reblog if you liked this, and as always, feedback is always appreciated! Enjoy!

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anonymous asked:

SO always wears clothes that cover their whole body, because they feel more secure that way. One day, they buy beautiful lingerie, put it on and anxiously wait for their boyfriend returns. How would the UT, SF and Uf bro react when they find them ?

UT Sans: Hmmmmm, yes he can go for some eyecandy right now. He will be pretty carefull though, not wanting to just throw himself at you, afraid you won’t want that. So he admires you from afar. Part of the reason is that hes also fucking lazy and doesn’t want to get up from the couch.

UT Papyrus: He is instantly amazed. “DATEFRIEND! YOU ARE BEAUTIFULL WITH AND WITHOUT CLOTHES!”, he loves that you trus him enough to show him the rest of your body, he will want to touch you, but hold himself back at first until you give him the ok.

UF Sans: He is all over you the instant he sees you. His hands are all over youre body at the same time somehow, stroking your skin. His eyes are closed, he is completly focused on the touch alone at first, afterwards opening his eyes to see what he just felt too. God, your gorgeous.

UF Papyrus: He stops rigth in the doorway, his gaze fixed on you. He keeps looking at you and walks around you, his hand to his chin, his gaze thougthfull. Then he just simply nods and pulls you into a kiss, hands ghosting over the fabric and your skin.

SF Sans: He squeels. Woah, you look so pretty. And he can see so much of you at once. He will run his hands over the fabric, feeling your warmth trough it. He also want’s to look that pretty, get him some lingerie too.

SF Papyrus: His tired eyes light up. Man, that’s a thing he loves to see after a long day. And there is so much of you, and you seem so flustered and he is just falling head over heels for you, again. Can you fall in love with somebody a second time, while your in love with them. He doesn’t know, but it jsut happened. He will hold you close to him, showering you in compliments and affection.

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[image description: 1-  a red and white polka dot marble maze, a white with pink-themed dessert-print marble maze, and a paper maze pattern. Both mazes, while having different patterns, bear chain stitching maze outlines and one blanket-stitched edge. 2 - the red-polka dot marble maze shown front face up, displaying the red chain stitching, beside the dessert-print marble maze shown back face up, displaying the pale pink minky fleece backing, unmarked by the stitching.]

Handsewn Marble Maze Tutorial

Components

  • A paper pattern the size of your maze. (Most tutorials don’t give sizes! I’ve been using rectangles 18.5 x 11.5 cm wide, which works for me and my hands; you might like it bigger or smaller. This includes a .5 cm seam allowance; if you need a 1 cm seam allowance, add .5 cm all the way around.)
  • Three pieces of fabric the size of your maze (cut using said pattern). I’ve been using one piece patterned flannelette for the front, one piece minky fleece (but it could also be flannelette) for the back and one piece whatever scrap fabric I’ve got, as you won’t see this, for the middle. (Fabric with minimal fray, like ribbing or T-shirt fabric or knit, is easiest to handle. Quilting cottons are a pain.)
  • A ruler and pencil.
  • A tracing wheel or sewing chalk or one of those fade-away pens/pencils.
  • Sewing thread and needle (I use plain white for the inside as nobody sees it, matching or contrasting colour for the outside).
  • Scissors.
  • A marble.

Instructions

  • Draw your maze on your paper. I’ve been leaving columns and gaps of 3.5 cm (not including the seam allowance at the edge) for the marble to pass through.
  • Take your front fabric and your scrap fabric piece and pin them together so the front side (the pretty side) of the front fabric faces out.
  • Draw or trace (I use a tracer wheel over the paper pattern; others might find copying the lines with a ruler via a pencil, chalk or pen easier to use) your marble design on the front side (the pretty side) of the front fabric. Using a ruler with your tracer wheel helps keep lines straight.
  • Sew along the maze lines. I’ve been using a chain stitch because I can, but a back stitch will also work. Don’t use a running stitch, because you don’t want gaps in the stitching; you need a full line of stitching. I’d double-thread this, because the stitching is meant to be slightly decorative.
  • Take your finished maze design (the front and the scrap fabric sewn together) and the back fabric and place them front sides facing in. (You should have the wrong side of the fleece and the scrap fabric, marked by the less-neat lines of stitching, facing towards you.) Pin together.
  • Sew around three edges (two long, one short if a rectangle) of your maze, sewing through the three layers of fabric. Because the materials I’ve been using don’t fray badly, I’ve been using a back stitch (I back stitch everything) with small stitches and leaving the edges raw. If you’re concerned about fraying, back stitch, and then go over the edges with a blanket or mattress stitch.
  • Turn your maze right-way out. You’ll have the maze at the top and a pocket at the back. Slide a marble between the front and middle layers and push it down to the bottom of your maze (testing your maze at the same time). Tuck the raw edges (the two maze edges together, the back edge separately) inside the pocket and blanket/mattress stitch or whip stitch it shut.

Your maze will look like the mazes in the second image: stitching in the front, neat and smooth expanse of minky fleece (great for stroking) in the back!

Bluish light snuck past sheer curtains onto sheets making them appear to turn to snow and a breeze washed through bringing the promise of real snow not too far off. Tired eyes had tricks played on them by shadows, wind, and cold. Long forgotten memories twisted and turned and raged at the edges of a young boy willing to do anything to survive. A usually unthought of thudding behind his ribs increased and skipped until it began to reach into his throat, squeeze his lungs, and trickle down his spine. He felt burns like they were knew, saw faces he was shocked to remember, his nerves screamed along pink marks to tell him they were real and he laid there motionless just staring at the shadows, feeling the wind, unable to do anything but that.

“Montparnasse.” He heard a voice sounding as though it had taken a few tries at his name, it was far off and his ears were ringing, or more he felt underwater with a rushing sound flooding his mind. He looked in the general direction of the sound not making shapes out quite completely.

“Montparnasse? You threw the blankets off in your sleep and you’ve been staring at nothing for awhile.” There was orange lit by blue light. It was warm, the voice was soft, and so was the fabric creeping along his skin. “You’re pretty cold, are you okay?” A hot hand on his cheek, his skin slowly started prickling, it was nearly painful.

He felt the hand move away and two arms creeped around him. There was more orange, more heat. The snow was melting and began to get replaced by bedsheets once more. He focused on the shape of legs underneath them, he started to feel they were intertwined with his own. There was a sensation on his head of what he knew was fingers in his hair but it wasn’t real quite yet. He blinked slowly and breathed deeply. The ringing in his ears slowly got quieter, it felt less urgent, less intense. The far off voice was closer, much closer, pressed against him and calmly repeating his name.

“Thanks Jehan.” He murmured barely, connecting himself enough to speak clearly took some time usually.

“You’re welcome, it’s okay, you’re doing good and you’ll be okay.” Jehan said.

Montparnasse let himself come back to the present, let Jehan help him to it, and let himself get overwhelmed. At first and for awhile he couldn’t get past his pride in these moments but he was making progress, inch by inch. He hated how slow it took and hated needing help with it, he hated that it was necessary in the first place, blaming himself most of the time for not being able to just handle it. He was doing it though, he pushed those thoughts away easier and he was miserable but putting in effort for himself in a way he hadn’t before and letting someone in and that’s what mattered.

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If you click on the links below, they’ll take you to the original posts, which have image descriptions in them.  Please let me know if setting it up like this doesn’t work!

link to outfit one / link to outfit two / link to outfit three

link to outfit four / link to outfit five

This dress is so much fun.  I almost brought it with me on study abroad–after all, it’s made of sheer lightweight fabric so it packs up pretty small–but I decided I don’t wear it too often and a floor-length hem is a bit impractical for a city.  It’s see-through, which can make it hard to style, but my wardrobe is built on layers anyway.  And that means that it’s pretty comfy to wear in the summer with something light under it (see outfit one, which I wore sitting in the sun for a long time) even though it’s dark and floor-length.  I really hope I can play with it more when I get home!