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krenenbaker · 10 months

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The TWST Boys' Favourite Clothes

What is their favourite item in their wardrobe like? (Includes all the students, minus the Ramshackle duo)

Heartslabyul

Riddle: A wool sweater. It's a deep red, almost maroon, with a cable-knit pattern. Riddle often feels cold, so the sweater has also become incredibly soft with wear.

Ace: A band tee from a concert he saw with his brother and a few of their friends. It's technically not even his shirt, it's his brother's (but Ace has had it for so long that it's basically his now).

Deuce: A baby blue short sleeve button-up shirt. It was one of the first things he got after he chose to change his behaviour, and he went shopping for a few "smart" clothes with his mum. ♡

Trey: A snapback hat with a floral pattern on the front section. It has a flat bill, and there are little purple, red, and yellow flowers over the fabric. But what really drew Trey to this hat (other than the fact that ooh, it's a hat!!) were the little clovers sprinkled throughout the fabric pattern.

Cater: A cream turtleneck that he bought himself. It's suuuuuuuuper soft, and fits him just right. Cater takes it with him absolutely everywhere he goes.

Savanaclaw

Leona: A purple and yellow silk shawl. It's soft, not too hot, and not too cool. Plus, wearing it makes him feel more regal - and powerful - than any other item possibly could.

Ruggie: A jean jacket made entirely of pockets from old jeans. His granny sewed it for him a few years back, and now Ruggie uses it almost every day.

Jack: His sweatpants. They're comfortable to wear, he can use them for working out, sleeping, lounging, literally whatever, and they're warm enough to wear just as-is outside during the winter months.

Octavinelle

Azul: Although he would hate to admit it, his navy blue hoodie. It's warm, and it's dark, and wearing it just makes him feel safe.

Jade: His hiking boots. He hates clothes and finds them uncomfortable and unnecessary, but his boots are practical. He loves how much grip they have, and the amount of cushion in the soles. He's been in a lot less pain since he started wearing them on hikes, instead of other shoes.

Floyd: Surprisingly for the biggest shoe-lover on the list, his collection of socks! Floyd LOVES being able to choose from so many different styles and designs, and to mix-and-match as he pleases. His favourite pair changes often, but he almost always likes his pink music note socks and his eel socks.

Scarabia

Kalim: His natural (undyed) linen pyjamas. Sure, they are nowhere near as fancy as most of his other garments, or as nicely tailored. But they're comfy, and breathable, and just feel so nice to wear.

Jamil: Interestingly, the hoodie from his school uniform. The design is cool, and it is something that's distinctly his. While his other clothes are familiar and well-fitted, this hoodie provides a different sort of security and joy.

Pomefiore

Vil: A high neck black tank top. Vil enjoys the simplicity of the shirt; it's just a cotton tank top, but he can combine it with a huge variety of outfits. Paired with a bright maxi skirt, under an off-the-shoulder sweater, with a lilac suit jacket and jeans... it's incredibly versatile while still being comfortable and easy to care for.

Epel: His first ever Applepom, more specifically, the hat. It may be missing the original apple, and it hasn't fit him in years and years, but it's still really special to him, and he has a lot of good memories associated with it.

Rook: His beaded deerskin vest. He made it by hand with his grand-maman and grand-papa when he visited them one summer. It is incredibly detailed, and - to Rook - the memories of the effort that went into its creation (from the hunting, to the tanning, to the sewing and beading) are almost more beautiful than the vest itself.

Ignihyde

Idia: Idia is our third, and final, hoodie lover! Idia's favourite hoodie is ridiculously oversized - it's absolutely MASSIVE, nearly reaching his calves in length. It's light blue, and has a pattern of black cats. He finds it to be extremely comforting to wear, and it fits his aesthetic too, so that's an added bonus!

Ortho: He doesn't exactly wear clothes, but his favourite part of any of his gear is his feet from his Athletic Gear. They're just FUN! Plus, it makes him feel like he's the same as the rest of his classmates, if only just a little bit more.

Diasomnia

Malleus: A set of dark green robes. They are beautifully tailored, the fabric is smooth, and they allow for a wide range of movement. (His second favourite item of clothing is a bucket hat that Lilia bought him. It is a horribly gaudy colour, with an odd cartoon character mascot on the front. Malleus can't wear it, of course, but he finds it endearing.)

Silver: His leather gloves, given to him by Lilia. They have become soft and pliable from the many, many hours he has used them in training and daily life, and are now perfectly formed to his hands.

Sebek: His jodhpurs. These pants are one of the absolute most comfortable articles of clothing in his wardrobe. They're also used for ONE distinct, specific purpose - horseback riding - which Sebek also appreciates about them.

Lilia: A pink mesh shirt. He finds it fun, and cool, and unique, and is just so different from what he used to allow himself to wear. Plus, it matches his hair, and he just knows that it looks good on him!

#twst #twisted wonderland #twst headcanons #twisted wonderland headcanons #krenenbaker's :)#there is a bit more background to a number of these as well #some definitely... uh... more emotional than others #also I'm back with my Métis Rook headcanon!#he would be so good at beading #and he would look BEAUTIFUL in beaded deerskin

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adaraprince · 1 year

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The Club

Chapter 1 here! Chapter 2 here! Chapter 3 here! Chapter 4 here! Chapter 5: Thor Odinson Chapter 6 here!

-> The Club's masterlist

Warnings: This is a +18 story, dealing with topics such as sex, kinks and prostitution. Therefore, minors should not interact.

Synopsis: Our favourite king definitely needs a concubine and to return to Asgard, he really misses it. He misses his life of luxury and royalty, so he decides to go to our favourite girl for comfort.

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Turning once more in the mirror, the fabrics swirling around your legs, you had to admit that this particular client gave you access to the best wardrobe.

But then, you gave him access to some high roller perks, for the right price.

You looked like you had jumped off the set of Caligula, the material was so sheer that the outline of your labia was visible between your legs. The intricate belt at your waist was the only thing holding the garment in place; the drape of the fabric across your breasts threatened to give way with any movement.

You twirled again, daring him to move.

"Come on Cinderella, I can't make the man wait all day," Delia popped a bubble gum bubble, deliriously bored with the schedule; this one always booked hours on hours of her time. "You know he gets noisy when he's left alone."

"Never mind Delia, don't you like a bit of fuss? "You joked; she rolled her eyes behind tortoiseshell glasses. As you approached the dressing room door, she held out a paper cup, the contents of which were top-of-the-line pills, manufactured by Stark's pharmaceutical branch. You threw them back like a shot, you'd need them. "Wish me luck?"

"As if you'd need it."

Walking down the aisle barefoot, you made a few final adjustments; pushing her hair back, biting her lips for volume and colour. This client, this Avenger, liked your bare, clean skin; it reminded him of home. He liked a lot of things completely naked, and he paid the astronomical rates to get what he wanted.

That Asgardian gold had an incredible exchange rate.

""----- ϟ ★ ϟ-----""

The God made himself at home in the most luxurious and industrious suite the club had to offer; real fish swam in the pond built in the corner of the room, stone imported from Greece made the platform that held the hand-stitched mattress stuffed with goose down. Even the wine he drank was incredibly rare; brought by him from the casks of his palace.

Everything in the room was designed to make him feel at home; but the one thing he couldn't find there was you. You were a special talent, always worth the visit. Always worth the price.

"My King," the title dripped from your tongue with all the dreaminess and poise I desired. You appeared behind a curtain of vines, royal ivy, to find the smiling Asgardian resting by the pond. "Oh, how good to see you; I could hardly sneak away."

Satisfied, the god stretched out his muscular arm to call. "If your Mistress had not seen fit to let you go, she would have come and taken you from me. I will not deprive myself of my dearest treasure." You walked towards his touch, his broad hand warm on your waist. "Neither should you be; my King should need nothing; and I will do all in my power to provide."

He liked a very solid narrative; you suspected he had cut his teeth on maids and servants in his youth.

Blue eyes twinkling, he drew closer, the warmth of his chest permeating the thin dots that separated you. He kept one hand outstretched on your back, the other slipping between the slit of your gown. "My maiden, so much you have to give," he purred, familiar fingers slipping and sliding between your folds. "More than you know."

Always straight to the point.

True to your part, you let your head tilt back in sharp breaths, your breasts heaving in a practiced rhythm, before you grabbed his wrist in mock terror. "M-my King! Please, what are you doing! Why are you touching me…. there?"

He grimaced, a false, but sympathetic one. "Oh, my dear, because I wish to," he raked his fingers across your clit, eliciting a very real spasm and contraction. "Because your ass demands that I do, doesn't it?"

Playing along with his fantasy, you relaxed into his arms; weak hands still on his arm. "S-sir, this is wrong-! I am meant to keep myself until …. until I'm married!"

Ignoring his written words, he slid his fingers lower, deeper, teasing your channel. It didn't take much more than a tug with his second hand to bare your breasts to his hungry gaze.

"Maiden, you are destined for much more than a marriage to a poor peasant," he teased, pushing a finger up and into you, swirling and prodding; gleaming white teeth nibbled one nipple at a time. "For a sad life of fruitless pairing and anonymous climax, I've chosen you , little one."

You pushed your breast up and towards his lips, where his greedy tongue was eager to taste. "Chosen, my King?" you gasped, shuddering, just the way he liked it.

His lips pressed to you before he answered, sucking and swirling, blood and arousal rushing to your chest. "Yes," he purred, with a pop. "You will have the honour of carrying the progeny of a God; my royal seed."

Trembling, joy overwhelmed your face - far from questioning the wishes of a paying customer. "Y-me!? But sir…" you lost yourself in a moan with a second finger in your pussy. "I'm nobody! I'm-just a born girl, I'm not worthy!"

His lips curved into a frown, peering up from the valley of your breasts. "Wouldn't a king know what his subjects are worthy of?" he asked, broad palm pressing against your clit. "Wouldn't a god have the best interests of his lamb at heart?"

Fire bloomed in your cheeks under his electric blue gaze; his flowery speech always had some effect on you. "Y-yes, yes my King," you gasped, shifting your hips into his palm obediently. "I … ohh … I am so impressed by this news; to be granted such a blessing…"

The God was always generous; watching your orgasm before reaping his own. He watched with unmoving eyes the way you arched your back, your fingers trembling on his arm, and he'd swear he saw the moan rise in your throat before it left your lips.

Momentarily you let yourself get lost in bliss; those war-worn fingers still flexing and twisting as your pussy clenches around them, prolonging your climax for that much longer. "Oh my King…" your voice was more breath than sound, praise floating like a breeze. "Oh Gods… y-you feel so… so good…"

Humming in approval, he stood, imposing but gentle in the way he cradled you; one arm around you, safe as his other hand would not dare slip for your warmth. "Like you, my dear," his lips brushed your bare throat, the incipient beard scratching you in the best way. "So warm and moist, like sweet summer days; I wonder, "Are you ready now to know me fully? To accept your fate?"

Like Shakespeare, he was.

"Oh, yes, yes, my king," she whispered, wrapping her arms delicately around his neck, careful not to snag his golden mane. He withdrew his hand reluctantly, only to fold his arm under your knees and lift you up as if you were a bride. "I am ready for you, sir."

In three short strides he reached the soft mattress, placing you upon it like a priceless jewel. Your own robe was quickly removed, your cock already thick, hard and jutting skyward. A banter of hammers and dignity crossed your mind, but you fell silent in favour of stunned silence.

"My Maiden, has the sight of your King made you lose your mind?" He joked, moving to kneel above you. "Perhaps you are not as ready as I thought…"

As instructed, he bowed quickly, shaking his head. "N-no, of course I'm ready!" Suddenly emboldened, she wrapped a delicate grip around his length; pulse throbbing beneath her fingers.

"Ah-ahh, feeling brave, are we?" He pinched your thigh but let your expert hand do its work, stroking, remembering every vein and contour, how they felt under your touch.

"Eager, my king," you hummed, shy doe eyes looking up at him. "I'm impressed by the decision you made; to be chosen by such a pinnacle, to be yours so completely…"

Her hips thrust forward of their own volition; ownership was part of her fantasy.

"Please sir, I ache for you," she bent her knees and lifted her legs, skirts falling away to expose her sex. "I wish everyone who looks at me to know that I am yours."

Power crackled in his vision, grabbing your hips with both hands and pulling your ass into his lap. The underside of his shaft pressed between your folds, sliding upwards to enter. "Will you be mine, little one, to give our people an heir?"

Arching up from the mattress, you cried out his title, intertwining your fingers in your dress like a nervous but curious child. "Y-yes my King, please fill me; make me a baby."

Those three words never failed.

Notching the velvety head of his cock at your entrance, it took but one hard thrust to fill you completely; thicker than his teammates and deeper in his fantasy, you could almost feel the electricity coursing through your veins with him inside you.

He had once promised you he couldn't conjure such things with his cock alone; but his godlike powers might surprise you. "Oh-ohh! Oh Gods," you cried, digging your nails into his biceps; he loved the feel of you tensing your muscles, your sex like a vice around him. "Y-sir, you're s-so… ah, I've never felt so full!"

"I would think not," he growled, leaning on his forearms above you. His hair created a golden curtain between you, blocking everyone but him, sight, taste, smell and feel from him. Languid, liquid thrusts filled you again and again; so different from the others, the god always fucked like a lover. "Do you feel complete, little one, am I your missing piece?"

"Yes," you answered fervently, twisting your own hips to meet him.

"Oh, yes… I would live like that, full and pleasing you, if I could." "It's not such a bad life," he chuckled, tightening his shoes; letting his length rest on you a few moments at a time, overwhelming you, filling you to the brim. "I'd keep you like this, always - full of my cock, my seed - divine by injection."

You smiled openly in response; he could be funny, when he wanted to be. "What a purposeful life I would live."

He smiled, lowering a hand to your mound, to your clit; mischief behind his eyes. "Oh, of course it would be, my Maiden," he said, tracing circles of light around your excited nub. "Carrying the offspring of your God, your King; there is no greater purpose," the lip caught between his teeth, you saw his plan before you felt it. "Than to be bred by me."

Light and soft as it was, sparks of energy shot through your clit; suddenly her blood buzzed and her limbs stiffened, her orgasm was brought on so quickly by the thrust of her powers.

"Wh-ahhh! Oh God, oh shit!!!" Your hips thrust into his, and you could barely hear his laughter through the blood rushing through your ears. It shouldn't have surprised you, he almost always did this trick, but he always got you. "S-sir what a surge, oh god…"

"I've been told that seed catches faster when a woman finds pleasure too," another pulse, a shock, another miniature orgasm. "So I'll keep you cumming around my cock, and your womb will be more welcome to its duty."

True to his word, with each thrust of his cock, his fingers applied light strokes to your clit; it was almost numb but equally painful, his body acclimatising to the intense and constant pressure. Your mouth had loosened after the third or fourth, drool dripped from the edge of your labia; which he gladly licked. Hundreds of years of experience were spread over your simple human body; for anyone else, it might have been too much.

But you prided yourself on your work ethic.

"Mm… almost there, sweetheart," the God's words came out in gasps, breaking from the pursuit of your impending climax. His onslaught was selfish now, pounding and searching, pinning his gaze on yours as he neared his ridge. "Hnnh … you are the chosen one, my Maiden; you will be my vessel, my promise of the future, all my babies will spring from you…"

Moaning, you could only bear to squeeze weakly once more. "Forever, my King."

Mouth open, a roar rather than a moan echoed from his chest, burying his face in your neck as the strap snapped; he buried his cock as deep as he could, pumping thick, fruitful ropes of his spent length into your core. Warm breath gasped against your skin, the gigantic man bucking on top of you with the intensity and intent of the act.

Still breathless, slide a thick claw down to your belly, still ecstatic with the fantasy, and squeeze lightly. "My children … the future of Asgard."

He wouldn't fuck, he never did, but they both knew it. It was part of the deal.

""----- ϟ ★ ϟ-----""

His pleasure fulfilled, the God became an excellent companion and conversationalist. Pouring you your own glass of Asgardian white wine, you spent much of your time with him talking rather than fucking.

"… And it still didn't work on him! At the end of the day, I ended up lying on the ground, breath escaping from my lungs. I could hardly believe it," he threw back his golden head in a laugh. swirling his glass. "That was the last time I tried to ride a Bilge Snipe."

You laughed, giving him a sympathetic pat on the chest. "Maybe you need to get attached to horses? Not all animals are meant to be ridden."

"Not all creatures are that good," she purred with a wink. He squeezed your arm with his free hand, assessing your figure. "And how are you, my dear, does your work still satisfy you?"

You shot him an admonishing look; he had offered several times to take you to Asgard, to be his only personal concubine. "I still love it, thank you," you took a sip of wine. "Afraid you're going to take me away this time, I've got clients to keep happy, sweetheart."

She rolled her eyes and kissed him on the cheek. "And you still have time for me; you should be a saint."

"Haven't you seen my halo, darling? I'm an angel.

#thor odinson #reader insert #one shot #masterlist #smut #marvel #sexy #fanfic #english

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fantasies-fairytales-n-fics · 1 year

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Thranduil and Josie- The Red Carpet Part 2

Important summary: Halloween 2022. The red carpet pre-party continues with photos galore! Lestat's Halloween masquerade ball is hosted by none other than the dashing Marius de Romanus. This is a two part chapter and all just for fun and is not really taking place before the party. I just thought that with all the doom and gloom, the readers could use some light and even some comedy. So, Enjoy the show and all the amazeballs attire I have dressed our characters in! Remember, the characters are Lestat's guests and only have access to his wardrobe which is his stockpile of mainly gothic attire over his centuries. He does not collect elven garments as vampires despise the sprites, although I think he may have a growing secret soft spot for the Elvenking. Have fun and be sure to comment on your favorite outfits!! (Mine by far is Louie, Lestat's brat cat, who I have given a "special" power to. I mean, to be fair, everyone else has some, so why not him? After all, he IS a vampire's cat.)

NOTES: PLEASE READ! All of my artwork is for pure entertainment. They're far from perfect as I am no photo shop expert so I am sure you will find flaws. If you like any and want to share or use them in your fic for some reason, please DO! I will not be a snot about it and harass you like one has done to many others, myself included. There is always someone that has to suck the fun out of everything. A fun sucking vampire per se.......like Raven lol.

*Language, sexual references, angst, SMUT*

All Hallows' Eve 10pm.

The song "I'm too sexy" kept up in repetition as the photographers all swarmed the blue room when Thranduil and his Queen, you, entered for your photo shoots. Getting shots of the Elvenking was a rare treat and to see him in gothic attire was even more of a rarity as it was simply non existent. You were surprised that Thranduil was even allowing himself to be photographed in such appalling garments as that is what he thought of them, but as he said...he was doing it solely for you.

After your first one together was completed, Thranduil went into the dressing room and began changing in to his next one. The rooms had been pre-prepped with his and everyone's chosen outfits and was filled with wine which you knew your King was over indulging in at that very moment to ease his disgust. You about dropped to your knees when you saw him come out.

My god did this man slay black leather like no other could, you thought. Not even Lestat. And that little pop of the cherry red vest took the ensemble to a whole 'nother level of hotness. The press was eating this up. "That's it Thranduil, make love to the camera! Thranduil can you smile for us? King Thranduil, you're gorgeous baby...you're dashing, debonair and frankly quite delicious!"

Your core was spinning in ecstasy. If his next look was anything like this, you were going to have to be scraped up off the floor. Thranduil could hear your thoughts and reveled in them as he grinned at you.

Once he had enough of the constant flashes in his eyes, he went to change in to the next costume, which was the way he perceived it.

And "holy shit" was all that escaped your lips when he walked back out. More black leather slightly tinged with burgundy around the outer lining and half of the vest. And that damn belt buckle was staring you right in the face. You wanted to rip it off with your teeth. Yep, you were done for... and speaking of buckles, your King better buckle up for the wild ride he is going on tonight when you both have your own private after party. His eyes popped at your thoughts and he gave you a wink that screamed bring it on.

Even Louie was consumed with fascination of the Elvenking as he joined in for the viewing. Louie really seemed to adore Thranduil. What animal didn't? It was like he had this special connection with them and was even able to telepathically speak with them. It was like their souls were one.

Off Thranduil went to put on his last piece of wardrobe. Suddenly, a huge commotion took place just outside on the red carpet so you had to go take a peek to see who had arrived. Hopefully Haldir and Legolas who were going to get an earful from you for being late. When you saw....and smelled who it was, your heart dropped after it skipped 20 fast beats.... Garrett.

What was it with these men and black leather. You couldn't help yourself of gritting your teeth in pleasure seeing Garrett this way. A long black leather trench coat paired with a simple black tee shirt, black ripped jeans and black combat boots. The women were going ape shit and you could hardly blame them. "Garrett! Bite me! Suck me! Show me your fangs!" were only some of the sexual comments being screamed at the tall, dark and handsome King Garrett Lee. Even Louie was starstruck as he gazed up at his favorite long time buddy.

His molasses aroma swept through the air as he paraded down the runway with the bottom of his coat swaying like the boss babe he was. He spoke with Marius for a few minutes and then his eyes connected with yours as he glanced around secretly looking for you. It was no secret to you though, You knew that's what he was doing. He politely ended his conversation with Marius and bee lined straight for you.

"Hey little one. Long time no see. Damn girl, you are on fire. You look absolutely beautiful tonight, but then again, you always do." The look in his eyes was so genuine and they glistened of a sapphire blue, the same hue you saw the night he cried in your arms after revealing his past life to you. You had truly missed him.

You were speechless. All you found yourself doing was throwing your arms around him. Garrett gladly reciprocated and squeezed you tight. "You missed me that much huh?" he chuckled into your ear. "Well the feeling is mutual." The paparazzi were on this like flies on shit. Anything for a good scandalous photo which Thranduil did not need. You instantly regretted it and quickly withdrew your arms. Flashes from the cameras went wild as they swarmed around you and Garrett like vultures with 20 different questions shouting from 20 different voices. "What is the nature of your relationship with King Garrett? Are you having an affair? Are you sleeping with the enemy? What does Thranduil think?" You began to hyperventilate as they kept closing in around you and threw your hands over your face, then buried yourself into Garrett's chest.

"Back the fuck off! NOW! All of you....or you will be sorry." Garrett growled in such an ominous tone. You glanced up at him and his eyes glowed bright blood red. You were right before, when you suspected the red was a defense mode color...but it also seemed to be a pissed off warning hue as well and you knew he meant it. So did the screeching vultures when they saw his eyes. Gasps filled the room and all went silent as they scurried back like scared little mice. Garrett could have taken all 50 of them out in only seconds and they knew it. How stupid could they be, you thought, to push a vampire's buttons, especially that of a King vamp.

Marius and vampire guard zipped over like lightning scaring the bejesus out of you when he appeared out of nowhere. "Now now everyone...there is no need for such haste. Garrett, escort Josephine back into the blue room and I will handle this." The vexed vamp reluctantly submitted and walked you back with his arm over you like a wing, shielding you.

As you entered the room and looked up, there stood Thranduil who had witnessed the entire scene. "Thranduil!" you cried and ran straight into his arms. Your King glared at the other King.

"Josephine...it is time for you to go change." Thranduil snarled without taking his eyes off of Garrett.

"But Thran..."

"Josephine...glenn hi!" (Go now). You gave Garrett a worried look and then did as you were ordered. "Garrett....what an unpleasant surprise to see you here with your hands all over my wife."

"You saw what happened. I was protecting her. You're welcome by the way."

"I did not thank you. It would not have occurred if you had minded your distance."

Here came the press again as they were drama magnets. "Thranduil! Garrett! How about some shots together! Two King rivals next to each other. The fans will go crazy for it! Even better, bring in your wife for a threesome!"

Thranduil towered over the now shaking shutterbug. "I suggest you mind your suggestive words regarding my wife unless you want to find yourself begging for your worthless existence. Will that not be the story of the night? Pig-ignorant paparrazo falls at the mercy of the Elvenking. Great headline would you not say? I could even hold my sword to your throat giving all the others that profitable and memorable money shot as you would not be around to collect on it."

Garrett intervened to keep Thranduil from murdering the petrified photographer in the public eyes. "Come one guys....no one needs to lose their head over a few photos. Whatcha say Thrandy, let's humor them. I'm always game for a threesome." Garrett grinned from ear to ear and sped off to the men's dressing room to change.

You had came out just in time to catch Thranduil's serene display of rage. "Let's just humor them and take a few photos so they'll get off our backs and we can then go enjoy our evening."

"I was about to humor them until I was rudely interrupted." Thranduil then looked you up and down. "Such beauty you hold yet again. This will cost you tonight. I will not endure having my image displayed in the same photo with a vampire for free. It is challenging enough to be in a room consumed with the filth." Thranduil deviously grinned and watched his own fingertip trace down your chest and into your cleavage.

"Deal." You bit your lip as your eyes tauntingly peered up into his.

Garrett came out and the photo montage began. Thranduil only agreed to having one taken. His face spoke volumes on how thrilled he was. And then there was Garrett trying to intimidate Thranduil by staring at him in which he failed miserably at. Thranduil was not dissuaded by it in the least. You, on the other hand, were imagining all the scandalous headlines they were going to caption this photo with. "2 Kings in love with the same Queen"...or "An Elf, a witch and a vampire walk into a masquerade ball" or even worse yet "A Masquerade Threesome. King Garrett Lee says 'He's game'."

(The photo of Thranduil is not my edit)

Thranduil immediately headed off for the wine after enduring the worst 3 seconds of his life. Garrett then continued his own photo shoot. For his first one, a backdrop of a library was lowered down per his request. He certainly looked sultry and charming in the burgundy velvet jacket over a black frilled silk shirt and coordinating top hat.

"Would you grace me with taking a few photos together?" Garrett sweetly asked you.

Thranduil still had not returned from the dressing room so you agreed to do some. For the first one, Garrett changed in to a black velvet jacket but still wore the same shirt and pants. Another stunning combination, you thought. A backdrop was lowered of Lestat's castle with the glowing red full moon above and congruent windows.

(The photo of Garrett below is not my edit)

You then went to find another outfit and surprisingly found a pairing one to Garrett's for a woman but in black. Needless to say, he was enamored by it but decided to put the burgundy overcoat back on for that little bit of added color. The camera flashes went off like a strobe light. "Yes! Twinning. You two are smoking hot. Look at that chemistry! Unbelievable! Let's do one more kids and then I am told the Prince of Mirkwood and Marchwarden of Lorien have arrived."

Finally! you thought. What in the world took those two so long was beyond you, but deciphered it to be their constant bickering.

You and Garrett quickly changed and took the last photo that a dining room backdrop was displayed for. Garrett was dashing as always in a long sleeved black satin shirt and vest with a scarlet scarf resting around his neck and tucked inside the front of the vest. You sported a simple sleeveless black dress with your hair down and held a golden mask up to your face with black feathers attached, revealing only your eyes as you peered over it.

Garrett's eyes were now saddened. "Josephine. I am honored that you did this for me. I will cherish the photos always as I know that is all I will ever have of you. I must go now. The party's just beginning." He grinned and kissed your forehead, then slid into his long leather jacket and dashed away.

"Garrett!" you shouted as you ran to the doorway...but he was gone. You looked up at the big screen and caught him swooping into the ballroom and joining into a dance with his fellow vamps.

Your eyes then caught sight of something so magnificent. Haldir and Legolas all extravagantly dressed up and smiling at you. "Where in the hell have you two slackers been?" you huffed. "You missed the entire photo montage!"

"No we did not. We watched on the big screen after we strolled down the red carpet. There were too many fans and press to try and push through so we enjoyed it from afar."

"That still does not explain why you both were late. Thranduil is not happy."

"No...I am not." The King said as he appeared behind you. "This entire evening has been one tremendous headache and to add insult to injury, you two embarrass me by your unpunctual arrivals." Thranduil was right in your eyes. His image was reflected off both that of his heir and his closest confidant.

"I apologize Adar. The attire was...."

"Nonsense! Enough with this ridiculous babble. I do not approve of the attire as well but I have suffered it without revocation and so shall the two of you."

"Yes Adar." Legolas shamefully replied and went in to the blue room with a humiliated Haldir in tow. Damn did these elves look fine, you thought, but you didn't let Thranduil here your thoughts on that one. Haldir in particular. He would always hold a piece of your heart.

It was time for the two elves shine. Prince Legolas unwillingly went first. He wore a form fitting satin navy blue suit and tie with a leopard like print on it and held a coordinating top hat in his hand and...he totally owned it. He reminded you so much of Thranduil.

Haldir coughed and simultaneously whispered "blueberry." The shot that was taken was priceless as Legolas glared at the mischievious marchwarden.

"Haldir!" you reeled in a whisper and smacked his arm. "Legolas...you look so.....divine. I have no words. You are.....beautiful."

The Prince's eyes widened. "R..Really? You do not think I am joke worthy like Haldir seems to think?" Legolas asked as he gave Haldir another glare but this time with a confident smirk that you justified for him.

"Absolutely not! Pay no attention to holier than thou Haldir and go change for your next shot." you told him as you gave a scowl at your best friend. Legolas smiled and went on his was.

"Nice jo...real nice. I do not presume I am better than anyone else." Haldir huffed and took his place to be photographed. You had hurt his feelings and it was written all over his face.

Haldir did look quite ravishing, you had to admit. A black ensemble with a burgundy vest and a black cape long enough to cover his ass. White ruffled shirt cuffs that were only visible at his wrists made the outfit explode in elegance. You couldn't believe these two bitched about the clothing when they were completely rocking the goth attire.

Haldir pouted and went to change in to his next and came out minutes later with a matching Legolas. You were mind blown as were the photographers. "Twinning! Yes! You guys are both killing it!"

The only difference between to the two ebony satin suits and white shirts were the bow ties and belts. Yeah...you were secretly drooling.

"See! Look at you two! You both are like....amazeballs. And the twinning thing....sexy as hell!" you laughed. Legolas and Haldir glanced at each other with shy grins. Yandere Thranduil stuck his head in the air and peered down at you with squinted eyes for your comments. "Oh Thranduil. I meant nothing by it except that they look great. Do you not think they do?"

"Then why not just say they look great without the extra descriptive emphasis? They are presentable." That was all you were going to get out of Thranduil when he felt showed up. "

You snuck your hand under his long coat and grabbed his ass. "How is that for extra emphasis." you smirked. As Thranduil still held his prior form and eye position at you, a tiny grin curled on one corner of his mouth.

The elven boys came back for their last shoot. Completely twinning again and leaving you speechless.

Black and purple satin! Both different iridescent shades of the plum color and different styles of vests and bow ties.

"You guys! Purple! It is my favorite color....I am so amazed by you both right now."

"I feel like a giant eggplant." Legolas scoffed.

"What is it with you and comparing yourself to food?" Haldir snickered.

"Well...it is true. The black one made me feel like a stick of licorice."

"Now that you mention it, I can see the resemblance." Haldir chortled. "Just think...if you had been able to wear green...the jolly green giant climbing up his celery stalk."

Thranduil's eyes squished shut and his lips pursed. "Sometimes I wonder if either of you are worthy of the titles you hold." Off he went to guzzle another glass of wine. You looked at Legolas, then Haldir...and you all burst into laughter.

"Everyone, everyone! Can I have your attention please!" Marius proclaimed. "If you bring your attention to the big screen, I have a special guest via skype, that could not be here tonight due to lack of notice. An unusual but respected guest he is. We vampires keep our peace with him as he is favored for the mind fucking Dorwinion vintage all of middle earth craves. Ladies and gentlemen, may I present to you....the notorious, the infamous, the warlock we love to hate....Stephane Narcisse!"

The crowd roared and your jaw dropped. Thranduil's eyes formed into a tiny slit that offered him enough room to glare out of at his long time nemesis. Although the two were rivals and constantly throwing passive aggressive insults at each other, they still had a strange mutual respect for each other. Your thoughts were that Thranduil had to keep the peace so he didn't lose his imported wine contract, because as Marius truthfully described, it was the most craved, potent and mind fucking vintage in all of middle earth. A little bit went a long way no matter the shape or size of the consumer. Basically...moonshine, 151 rum and everclear all wrapped in up in a pretty wine bottle but tasted like grapes. And yet Thranduil could down it like a glass of water and then some. But the again, an elf's liquor tolerance was incredibly high....except for maybe Legolas'. That thought made you giggle as you remembered him announcing to your entire wedding reception room that he could feel tingling in his fingertips.

Stephane's distorted image appeared on the screen and then cleared. "Lord Narcisse....welcome to Lestat's masquerade ball. Happy Halloween!" Marius commenced.

"Thank you Marius. I am happy to be here for all Hallows' eve." Narcisse's voice echoed through the room.

"It seems you have a magnitude of fans here judging by their reaction. Tell us, what is it like there in the city of Dorwinion."

"Well Marius....it is like the NYC of middle earth. The city that never sleeps."

"And I am sure that keeps you busy for the party goers. The high demand of your wine is record breaking. So tell us...inquiring minds want to know. What is it like being involved in King Thranduil's orbit. I hear the Elvenking is your top client."

Narcisse was definitely dressed for the occasion as he sat in his foyer. Black leather pants and boots, a white undershirt that ruffled around his neck and a burgundy leather overcoat laced in designs of gold.

"Oh you know...the usual."

The fans laughed and cheered at his reply....so did you actually, but inside your head. He wasn't lying, you thought.

"So tell us then...how do you deal with such situations?"

"I struggle a lot."

"Oh? Selfish how? Do tell." Marius chuckled.

"What can I say? Be at that a warlock, I am still a man. I am not a soulless animal although some are."

"Are you speaking of your twin brother commonly referred to as Darken Rahl?"

"Respectfully, that is not something I am willing to discuss with you or anyone for that matter. I hope you all enjoy the festivities and my signature wines. It was nice chatting with you." Obviously Marius struck a nerve and Narcisse was cutting the cord. "Josephine...if you are watching. Cheers love. See you soon." Stephane took a sip of his wine and the live feed went dead.

You were dumbfounded at that moment and could feel Thranduil's fiery stare upon you. "Thranduil...I..I do not know..."

"I have had enough of this night." Off the King went making his way through the rowdy crowd. All you could do was chase after him.

"That....pompous...." Thranduil snarked and tore his overcoat off, tossing it across the bedroom and pouring himself a huge glass of his archenemy's dorwinion wine and downing it.

"Thranduil...I am sorry. I do not know what that was all about."

"It is not that difficult to translate. It was a provocative statement to me. He desires you and was making it prominently known. Spineless son of a ...."

"Hey!! Baby..stop. Do not let him infuriate you this way. My heart is yours and yours only. Now...I think it is time to find my genie and give him a good rubbing, yes?" you said as your hand grasped his cock.

"I think the genie needs more than rubbing." Thranduil's aroused pupils lowered down to you. "All those...threats you made for our after party...I am ready to partake in them."

"As you wish my King." You scooted a chair in front of the bed. "Stand in front of it."

The wicked grin that formed on his face was taunting. He did as you asked and with one swift shove to his chest, he plopped into the chair with a gasp escaping his smiling mouth. You reached under the bed and pulled out some rope that was secretly planned by you all along. Round and round, you draped it over him and tied his hands together. He didn't fight you one bit. It in fact turned him on desperately as his cock became quite known through his pants. He spread his legs with an inviting moan tumbling up his throat as he gazed at you in desire.

There your King sat, bound and tied before you with elven knots that Legolas taught you to do. Thranduil of course could easily break free of them....but he didn't want to.

You moved to stand between his legs. His head arched back to peer up at you as he held a "fuck me now" grin on his face. You slowly bent down and took his beautiful face in your hands, then pushed your mouth over his, leaving you both taking in a deep gasp. Your tongues slithered about each others and then you yanked away with a seductive look while he sat with his mouth still open and tongue slightly out. Your hands glided down his muscular arms as you dropped to your knees, then they found their way to his belt buckle. You undid it, then took his zipper down. The one thing that truly turned your core inside out was that he was commando. Just the way you liked it. Simple access. You worked his pants down under his ass and then he wriggled about to help you get them down to his ankles.

This was certainly an image you would never forget. Your King, tied to a chair with only a shirt on and his bottom half stark naked with a full attention cock twitching at you. You took down the top of your dress letting your breasts stare at him. Then, with one knee and then the other, you climbed upon him. Thranduil was trembling with the fact he could not touch you. He was at your mercy and god did he love it. Your hands rested on the back of the chair as you positioned yourself over the head of his throbbing member. "Josephine...." he mumbled with his eyes closed. "I...I could come right now."

"Save that for this." With that said, you pushed yourself all the way down on him, taking him in fully in one thrust. Thranduil's body jerked so hard, the chair slightly tipped like an old school swing set if you swung to high. You gripped on firmly to his hair with each hand and began pumping him.

Thranduil lasted about 10 seconds and began moaning your name. His hips slammed up into you as his summery fluids shot into you, which in turn caused your simultaneous release. Your nails dug into the back of his neck as you unwound.

"Untie me...now." Thranduil commanded with full blown black pupils.

You climbed off of him and did as he ordered. You no more than got the rope free of his hands and he hoisted you onto his waist as he stood up. He got to the bed and dropped you onto your back. You gasped in ecstasy as you hit the mattress. What a sight. A 6'5 elf standing over you between your spread legs with only a shirt on and bare naked from the waist down....and a raging cock pointing at you. He kicked his boots off, then his pants. Like a prowling lion, he slowly climbed over you, then with one swift thrust, his cock filled you up. You screamed and bucked as he began vigorously fucking you. With each jab to your inner core, it ignited your g spot. Swirls of color bursts swarmed your sight as you climaxed, screaming his name. The sound of his name shrieking from your lips triggered his release. Out came exasperating grunts from his mouth and erratic palpitations from his cock. His forehead laid heavily atop yours as you both gasped for air in the aftermath of your explosions.

Thranduil stroked your cheek with the back of his hand. "Well...now my love....we have a Halloween masquerade ball to attend."

Multiple scratches arose on the inside of the bedroom door. "Let me the fuck out!" You and Thranduil sat up in shock to see Louie's scarred eyes from witnessing your bedroom blitz................

*Stay tuned. The next chapter will pick up where chapter 81 (Paint It Black) left off as Josephine and King Thranduil enter the ball. Hope you enjoyed the show!! Thanks for attending! What a refreshing ride! My brain is now recharged and ready to take on the amalgam and series of unfortunate events. Brace yourselves. It's gonna be one hell of a wild night."

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Why Does Every Womens Wardrobe Must Have Traditional Ethnic Wear

The women's traditional clothing of a culture is an essential component of a lot of different societies, not to mention a classic fashion statement. These articles of clothing, including sarees, kurtas, and lehengas, are steeped in history, tradition, and culture, and they have the ability to lend a one-of-a-kind quality to any wardrobe. Keep reading to know why your wardrobe must have traditional ethnic wear for women.

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Tees, Sweatshirts & Hoodies Made for Fun: Unleash Your Inner Fashionista

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Stand Out in Style: Customized T-Shirts for Every Occasion in Bangalore

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Elegance and Cutting-Edge Tech Meet in Latex Fashion

The New Fusion of Tradition and Technology Changed

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Handloom Sarees Online: A Timeless Fashion Choice

Introduction

Handloom sarees represent the epitome of elegance, culture, and tradition. These beautiful garments, woven with intricate detail and care, have been a part of Indian heritage for centuries. But with the rise of online shopping, the way we purchase these exquisite sarees has evolved. So, let’s dive into the world of handloom sarees online and discover everything you need to know.

Understanding Handloom Sarees

What Makes a Saree 'Handloom'?

A handloom saree is woven manually using a hand-operated loom. Unlike power looms, which are automated, handloom weaving requires skill, patience, and artistry. Each saree tells a story, with every thread carefully placed to create stunning patterns and textures.

The Historical Significance of Handloom Sarees

Handloom sarees have a long history, spanning thousands of years. They were often worn by royalty and have been mentioned in ancient texts. The artistry involved in creating these sarees has been passed down through generations, preserving cultural traditions and craftsmanship.

Types of Handloom Sarees

Banarasi Sarees

Originating from Varanasi, these Banarasi sarees are known for their rich silk fabric and intricate brocade work. They are often adorned with gold and silver threads, making them a favorite for weddings and special occasions.

Kanjivaram Sarees

From Tamil Nadu, Kanjivaram sarees are celebrated for their vibrant colors and temple-inspired designs. They are made from pure mulberry silk and are a testament to South Indian craftsmanship.

Tussar Silk Sarees

Tussar silk, also known as 'wild silk', has a distinct texture and natural gold sheen. These sarees are lightweight and perfect for both casual and formal events.

Jamdani Sarees

A product of fine craftsmanship, Jamdani sarees from Bengal feature intricate patterns woven on the loom, often depicting flora and fauna. These sarees are popular for their lightness and clarity.

Chanderi Sarees

Chanderi sarees come from Madhya Pradesh and are made from a blend of silk and cotton. They are characterized by their sheer texture and glossy finish, often adorned with traditional motifs.

Pochampally Ikat Sarees

These sarees from Telangana are famous for their geometric patterns and vibrant colors, created through a unique dyeing technique called Ikat. Each saree is a masterpiece of precision and design.

The Craftsmanship Behind Handloom Sarees

Traditional Weaving Techniques

The weaving techniques used in creating handloom sarees are diverse and complex. Techniques like brocade, Ikat, and Jamdani require immense skill and attention to detail. These methods have been refined over centuries, ensuring that each saree is unique.

Benefits of Choosing Handloom Sarees

Unique Designs and Patterns

Each handloom saree is a piece of art, with no two sarees being exactly alike. The unique designs and patterns make them a standout choice for any wardrobe.

Eco-Friendly and Sustainable Fashion

Handloom sarees are often made using natural fibers and dyes, making them an eco-friendly choice. The manual weaving process also has a lower carbon footprint compared to industrial manufacturing.

Supporting Local Artisans and Communities

Buying handloom sarees directly supports local artisans and their communities. It helps sustain traditional crafts and provides a livelihood for many families.

Shopping for Handloom Sarees Online

Why Buy Handloom Sarees Online?

Online shopping offers a convenient way to access a wide variety of handloom sarees from different regions. It allows you to compare prices, read reviews, and find unique pieces that may not be available locally.

Tips for Buying Authentic Handloom Sarees Online

Research Reputable Sellers: Look for online platforms known for their authenticity and customer satisfaction.

Check Product Descriptions: Ensure the saree is labeled as 'handloom' and read the details about the fabric and weaving technique.

Look for Certifications: Some handloom sarees come with a Handloom Mark, which guarantees authenticity.

Recognizing Genuine Handloom Sarees

Genuine handloom sarees have certain characteristics:

Irregularities in the weave, which indicate handwork.

Soft, smooth texture with intricate details.

Higher price compared to machine-made sarees due to the craftsmanship involved.

Popular Online Platforms for Handloom Sarees

E-commerce Websites

Websites like Amazon and Flipkart offer a wide range of handloom sarees. They provide customer reviews and ratings, which can help in making informed decisions.

Artisan Marketplaces

Platforms like Gaatha and Itokri specialize in handmade and handloom products. They connect customers directly with artisans, ensuring authenticity and fair prices.

Social Media and Independent Stores

Many independent stores and artisans showcase their handloom sarees on social media platforms like Instagram and Facebook. These platforms offer a more personalized shopping experience.

Styling Handloom Sarees

Modern Ways to Drape Handloom Sarees

Experiment with different draping styles to give a contemporary twist to your saree. The butterfly style, lehenga style, or pant-style drape can add a modern flair.

Accessorizing Handloom Sarees for Various Occasions

Pair your handloom saree with statement jewelry, a chic clutch, and stylish footwear. For a traditional look, go for antique jewelry, while minimalistic accessories can give a modern touch.

Caring for Your Handloom Sarees

Washing and Storing Tips

Handloom sarees require gentle care. Hand wash with mild detergent or dry clean to maintain their color and texture. Store them in a cool, dry place, preferably wrapped in a muslin cloth.

Preserving the Quality of Handloom Fabrics

Avoid direct sunlight and moisture to prevent fading and damage. Iron them on low heat, and regularly air them out to keep them fresh and prevent mildew.

Conclusion

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Thranduil and Josie Part 82- The Red Carpet- Part 1

Important Summary: A red carpet pre-party and fashion show for Lestat's Halloween masquerade ball hosted by none other than the dashing Marius de Romanus. This is a two part chapter and all just for fun and is not really taking place before the party. I just thought that with all the doom and gloom, the readers could use some light and even some comedy. So, Enjoy the show and all the amazeballs attire I have dressed our characters in! Remember, the characters are Lestat's guests and only have access to his wardrobe which is his stockpile of mainly gothic attire over his centuries. He does not collect elven garments as vampires despise the sprites, although I think he may have a growing secret soft spot for the Elvenking. Have fun and be sure to comment on your favorite outfits!! (Mine by far is Louie, Lestat's brat cat, who I have given a "special" power to. I mean, to be fair, everyone else has some, so why not him? After all, he IS a vampire's cat.)

Notes: Please read! All of my artwork is for pure entertainment. They're far from perfect as I am no photo shop expert so I am sure you will find flaws. If you like any and want to share or use them in your fic for some reason, please DO! I will not be a snot about it and harass you like one has done to many others, myself included. There is always someone that has to suck the fun out of everything. A fun sucking vampire per se.......like Raven lol.

*language, sexual references*

All Hallows' Eve 2022- 9pm

"Welcome everyone to Chateau de Lioncourt for the vampire Lestat's yearly preeminent Halloween masquerade ball! I am Marius de Romanus, your host for this evening's festivities here on the red carpet."

"Before the leading Lestat graces us with his presence, our first appearance will be the lovely Louie himself as our brat prince would not have it any other way. Everyone, please welcome Prince Louie!" Marius turned to the red carpet as all the guests in the blue entrance hall applauded. As the claps continued, the welcome mat remained empty. Marius turned to the party goers with embarrassment and a cheesy smile. "He should be here any moment now. You know these finicky felines. Never come when they are called." the humiliated vampire joked with a forced smile. Luckily for him, everyone laughed as his eyes darted all around for the brat cat. "Please everyone, one moment. My apologies." Marius spotted the mischievous mouser sitting in his favorite play area, the graveyard. He marched over to Louie with a scowl on his face.

"Louie! What on earth are you doing?? You know you are needed and how important this night is to your daddy Lestat. Now is not the time to be an entitled brat! Get your black behind on the red carpet now or so help me, there will be no vampire diaries for you tonight mister." Marius harshly whispered and pointed at the unstirred cat with pursed lips and stern eyes.

Louie condescendingly sniffed his fingertip and released a loud defiant meow that flat out translated to....No."

Marius stood back up and stiffened as he clenched his teeth, then turned to the crowd and gave a tiny wave with an accompanying disconcerted smile. He then swiftly turned back to the feisty furball with an austere look on his face. "That is not how we speak to uncle Marius now is it Louie?" the agitated vampire disapprovingly whispered and then his tone turned to baby talk. "How about this. If you come and do your duties like a good little kitty, I will give you your favorite delicacy. Dead man's toe. The big one too. Will that suffice?" Marius was desperate to persuade the disobedient cat and Louie could never say no to a dead man's toe. The petulant pussy cat perked right up and pranced off to the red carpet as Marius followed with vast relief.

"Everyone, everyone! Apologies for the delay. Again... Let us welcome Prince Louie, the brat cat of Chateau de Lioncourt!" Marius announced.

In strutted the sabertoothed sable grimalkin with pride and his tail in the air as he did his little turn on the catwalk while dreaming of his crunchy treat reward.

All applauded and cheered for the caped cat as the music played.

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The song continued on repeat for the rest of the arrivals after Louie exited the runway and plopped himself down in front of everyone to lick his bottom.

Marius rolled his eyes and shooed him to the back of the room to have his photo taken which Louie wasn't having it. He yawned, meowed, groped himself, bathed, threw up, bit the photographer, hissed at the ogling guests, revealed his butthole more than once refusing to turn back around, and gnawed at his cape which he utterly despised. All the red carpet guests would have up to 3 ensembles, some more, but not Louie and it was quite evident why. 20 takes later......Louie finally cooperated long enough after Marius glared at the unamenable brat and mouthed the most dreadful words. "No dead man's toe." And of course Louie heard this in a slow deep scary echo.

In his retaliation after the photo was accomplished, Louie dramatically flung over on his side and kicked the cape off with his back legs pushing it over his head, then peed on it, tried to bury it and ran off like a bat cat out of hell as the kitty crazies attacked him.

Marius then drew everyone's attention to back to him. "Meet and greets and photo ops are available just over there in the empty section of the foyer.....And now, Ladies and gentlemen. May I present to you. The one...the only...the legendary vampire Lestat de Lioncourt!!"

The crowd went wild as the smoldering sexy vamp whooshed in wearing what he loved best. All black leather. As he walked down the red carpet, the ankle length black coat swayed out beside him revealing his slender toned form. Louie hopped up on his throne and gazed at the love of his life.

"What an entrance!" Marius reveled to the starstruck onlookers. "Lestat, tell all your fans what to expect this evening with your very much anticipated famous ball."

Being the rocker he was, the vampire Prince went on quoting lyrics to one of his favorite bands, AC/DC as he slowly paced with an artful grin and spoke in a most seductive manner.

"Well I'm upper-upper class high society. God's gift to ballroom notoriety. The event is never small. The social pages say I've got the biggest balls of all. Some balls are held for charity, some for fancy dress. But when they're held for pleasure, they're the balls that I like best. My balls are always bouncing. My ballroom always full and everybody comes and comes again. If your name is on the guest list, no one can take you higher. Everybody says I've got great balls of fire.

The audience cheered, especially one section of groupies. "We love you Lestat!!"

"Well now...that's quite the reaction. Lestat, what do you have next for us with this evening's montage?" Marius eagerly asked. Lestat gave a tantalizing smirk and swiftly spun around that all that was visible was a white blur. In the blink of an eye he was now sporting his next getup. Gasps, oohs and awes soared through the room.

"Ahhh red velvet and black. One of the vampires favorite hues and I must say Lestat, so far this is my favorite look on you." Marius commended.

Another female voice shouted out. "You're so fucking hot Lestat!"

He zipped over to the bold girl. "Actually...I'm quite cold."

"Except in the bedroom. If you like, I could give you a private demonstration in your room tonight." Lestat was totally screwing with the girl who was clearly petrified of him when he touched her. He had no desires for such girls. Only one had held his interest and she was no girl. She was a woman. And that woman was....you.

Finally, he spun around once more. "Third time's a charm yes?" Lestat cunningly smiled.

"Owww take it off baby!" Another girl yelled ecstatically.

"That comes later..." Lestat winked. The girl was so taken aback from his sexual metaphor let alone that he even spoke to her, that she had to sit down to breathe. "But I think I can manage to give a sneak peek. Marius, display the photo of myself with Louie while we were practicing his photogenic skills before everyone arrived."

Marius mumbled under his breath. "Photogenic my ass."

"I'm sorry, did you say something Marius?" Lestat sneered. Marius knew he had heard him. No one...absolutely no one, including Marius was allowed to dis Lestat's beloved purring primal prince.

"Apologies..." Marius reluctantly huffed. "It's just that....I think Louie has been watching too much of Sylvester the talking cat on youtube and I believe it has influenced him to act as he has been, especially his language. Marius then leaned in and cautiously whispered. "Lestat...the other day when I gave him a new toy mouse after he obliterated the last one in 5 minutes while screaming at it to "die"....he told me to...." Marius leaned in even closer and glanced around. "Fuck... off ....and that he didn't want it because it was....fucking stupid.....You know, it's not like a gave him a barbie doll. It was a mouse. What cat does not like a toy mouse? And I went to extra lengths to get it for him. It was extra special because it had catnip in it and that's the thanks I get...being told to....you know."

Lestat chortled loudly. "Well...did you?"

Marius was extremely confused. "Did I what?"

"Fuck off. When Louie has his tantrums, go away and leave him be. He will want the mouse when he feels like it and not a moment sooner. And there is nothing wrong with the youtube show. Sylvester fucking rocks. This discussion is over. You have a party to host and my photo to show."

"And...there it is!... you wonder why he acts the way he does. Brat Prince, brat Prince cat....made for each other." Marius snarled and went back to the roped gates.

"Everyone. If you could bring your attention to the big screen above the ballroom entrance. Here is both Lestat and Louie from earlier this evening with their twinning ensembles."

Cheers and provocative whistles echoed through the growing inciteful crowd as they tempted the roped off barriers to topple. Vampire guard swarmed in and contained the disruption.

"Lestat! You are going to start a riot. I have suffered you and brat junior's shenanigans long enough. I have a pre-party to host. Now go carry on about your business elsewhere while I introduce the rest of the red carpet party." Marius snapped. Although Lestat had become quite the recluse over the centuries, he still had that side of him that craved attention and doing as he pleased regardless of the rules. Lestat's balls were always swinging to the left and to the right and it was his beliefs that his big balls should be held every night. But he was of those that must be kept and Marius insured that it stayed that way.

"Oh Marius. Thou does protest too much. Let us remember who's castle...and party this is shall we?" Off the vexed vamp went to look in on the ballroom attendees and let Marius tend to the public guests.

You and Thranduil arrived at the red carpet entrance as Legolas and Haldir were still in their rooms griping over the slim pickins, which was the way they saw it, especially the Prince of Mirkwood. As you and Thranduil were leaving, Legolas was bitching and moaning about how there was nothing in green, his favorite color and Haldir was mocking him for his petulant pickiness.

"Just pick some already. We were supposed to go with Thranduil and Jo and now we will be late thanks to you." Haldir barked.

"Since when are you in a rush to hang out with vampires?" Legolas retorted.

"Since when do you have to have a certain color?? Your Prince status has gone straight to your head. Just go with the purple and the black one like I am."

"But that is all they seem to have are these dark gloomy colors."

"Well maybe that is because they are vampires and all they are is dark and gloomy so they dress to match their souls, if they even have one. Try the red ones then."

"I have seen enough red around here. Reminds me of their eyes and the blood they ingest." Legolas said with a grimace as it made him feel ill.

"You are impossible! I saw some blue ones. Try that. It will bring out your eyes." the marchwarden sarcastically chuckled.

Legolas rolled his baby blues. "I prefer not to look like a walking blueberry. I will just have to endure resembling death instead."

"The purple is not that bad so just get dressed already."

"Purple is too girly."

"Then it will suit you just fine princess." Haldir snickered.

"Hilarious. You know, my father is not pleased with the attire either."

"No, he is not, but he does not whine like a baby about it either. If you are not ready when I am, I am leaving without you and you will have to walk into the vampire pit all alone."

"And if you do that, you will be alone as well." Legolas validated with a sly raised brow.

Haldir's lips pursed. "Fine. You have 10 minutes or I am holding you down and personally dressing you myself."

"I would like to see you try."

"And what are you going to do about it Robin Hood? At least Raven got one thing right." Haldir boasted with laughter.

Legolas gritted his teeth. "You talk a lot of disparage for someone who is also an archer and swordsman and lives in the forest."

"Testy now are we not? I think you are more upset that Raven called you that because you secretly like her."

"If you ever say that again, I will tie your hair in an elven knot around your jabbering mouth in a pretty little bow. She is not who I secretly like."

"Yes, that is right. It is your father's wife. That is so much better." Haldir reeled with a tinge of jealousy in his tone.

"The hypocrisy that flows out of your mouth is entirely inapt for one who also loves her. I have had enough." Legolas stormed off to the wash room to force the grisly garments upon himself.

Marius waved to you like an excited little kid when he saw you which made you chuckle. Thranduil scoffed at the vampire's affection of you. In fact he scoffed at the entire situation. He was also meant to be kept...in his halls with a wine carafe at his side while soaking up the magic waters of his indoor jacuzzi in his birthday suit with his beautiful Queen sucking his cock. But instead....there he was in a vampire shit show forced to wear the filthy fiend's attire. As you both waited entry, the King glanced in the mirror at his image and strangely found it intriguing. But the fact he had to change into at least 3 more outfits for this facade of a party, had him on edge.

"Thranduil....if you're uncertain of how extremely desirable you are right now....let me tell you this. When this is over, I'm tying you up and having my way with you." you said with a devious grin.

"As long as you relieve me of these dreadful garments, I will have no complaints." The King then thought about his words. "Not...that I would have any complaints to you holding me at your mercy."

"Ooooh. So like...would I be your commander? My personal genie in a bottle if I....release you?"

"Well then...you would have to rub me the right way for that."

"And.....do I get 3 wishes in doing so?"

"Only if you use them right now to wish the 3 more atrocities away that I must bear on my body this evening."

You laughed so hard, you snorted. "Oh Thranduil...no wishes needed for that. I will happily remove them. Trust me..."

"Did I tell you I trust you more than anything?'" he slyly grinned.

"You know you're fucked right? When we get back to our room." you giggled.

"Oh...that is what I am counting on. The after party. Did I tell you how ravishing you also look? You my love, are my arm candy this night. The attire appropriately suits you."

"Enjoy it while you can. I won't be wearing it much longer."

You both were so caught up in each other that neither heard Marius announce your turns to walk the line. Marius cleared his throat. " Again...it is time for our guests of honor. Thranduil and Josephine."

Thranduil held his hand out for you to take it. "I thought I was "arm" candy?"

"I would rather hold your hand." he smiled sweetly.

"I would rather you did also." you smiled back as tears tried to sneak up on you. It was the little things like that about him that made you melt into a puddle.

As you both made your way down the red pathway, whistles and screams arose from a multitude of fan girls of your King. It was no surprise how desired he was. He paid them no attention as he only had eyes for you, although you knew his ego was eating it right up. Thranduil knew he was beautiful and he was all yours.

"Welcome King Thranduil and Queen Josephine. The crowd, especially the women, sure loves you! What a response!" Marius applauded as you both approached him. "My, I never noticed just how tall you are Thranduil."

"He's a lot of boy isn't he?" you smiled proudly at him as he peered down at you with a slight grin.

"He certainly is. How about that crowds reaction. Is this something that is customary in your world? And if so, how do you deal with it? Does it bother you that all these women desire your husband?"

Oh it absolutely happens all the time. Thranduil is like the internet's boyfriend. Whenever new photos are posted of him, a horny internet meltdown follows a mere milliseconds after. It does not bother me. If anything, it makes me proud. All these women see and want him for is his superficial beauty which is understandable but he is also beautiful inside and I could not love him more." Thranduil's moonstone eyes filled with awe and love as he gazed at you.

"What an amazing love story you both have. And you matching attire is phenomenal! You're like the MGK and Megan of the red carpet."

You about choked on your own spit. "Umm respectfully, MGK has nothing on Thranduil. No comparison whatsoever."

Thranduil finally decided to chime in on that comment. "And there is no comparison to Josephine. There is no such beauty as hers. Besides....I loathe brunettes. Redheads are of my preference but only one. This one." You knew Thranduil was making a pun at his ex-wife Morwen which made you giggle.

"Well then, with that said...Thank you both for joining us this evening and for stopping to speak with me. The ball is getting underway. If you look above, you can see the live stream on the big screen."

"Wow, you weren't kidding about Lestat's ball's being anything but ordinary." you said with wide eyes as you stared at the circus like scenes before you.

"Oh that is nothing compared to what is to come. That is the mere pre-party. Just wait till Lestat takes the stage later tonight. You have not seen anything yet.....Oh dear...this just in. Everyone, if you could take your attention to the screen on the far wall. It's the kiss cam and it seems we have our first kiss of the night!" Marius enthusiastically announced. What you saw next was jaw dropping and damn near floored you. Your mother basically making out with Selene.

"Whew! ladies and gentlemen. Is it getting hot in here or what!" Marius said as he fanned his face with a grin. The crowd cheered and shouted sexual remarks. All you could do was lower your head in embarrassment and pulled Thranduil by his hand back to the blue room.

Marius stood on his tippy toes to look over the crowd as he called out to you both. "Be sure to have your photo sessions in the back! Ladies and gentlemen, how about another round of applause for the King and Queen of Mirkwood!"

"Are you alright my love?"

"No! Like what the fuck was that? Ugh...my eyes burn. Ok...let us and forget what we just witnessed and how about we do the photos?"

"Yes, that was quite the hideous vision. Alright my love, if we must, I will endure this mockery for you."

"You will be well rewarded for your misery." The succulent grin you offered Thranduil made his cock twitch in anticipation. He had to envision beheading a round of orcs just to keep his aching member at bay.

"I will keep you to your word. Now...on to round two of this charade."

"Say happy Halloween!" the photographer happily prompted.

(Stay tuned for part 2 and a bunch more photos! The best is yet to come!)

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