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gogmstuff · 2 years
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It’s the 1830s
Top:  ca. 1830 Gabriele von Bülow by Friedrich Wilhelm Herdt (on sale by Boris Wilnitsky). From tumblr.com/blog/view/jeannepompadour; removed spots, flaws, & print w Pshop 752X1000 @72 155kj.
Second row:  1833 Frau Wartfeld, née Wertheimer by Ferdinand Georg Waldmüller (auctioned by Sotheby's). From mutualart.com; removed more obvious flaws w P'shop 1902X2374 @144 4,9Mj.
Third row left:  1833 Dame in weißem Kleid by Ferdinand Georg Waldmüller (location ?). From tumblr.com/blog/view/eirene/676188849223958528 2048X2515 @72 898kj.
Third row right:  1835 Young Lady in a White Dress (1835) by Ferdinand Georg Waldmüller (location ?). From the-garden-of-delights.tumblr.com/post/52.
Fourth row:  1834 Countess Sofia Kiselyova, 1834, by Joseph Karl Stieler (location ?). From tumblr.com/blog/view/lenkaastrelenkaa; erased more obvious spots and cracks w Pshop 1686X2048 @72 2.1Mj.
Bottom:  "1846" Schaumberg's Wife by Ferdinand Georg Waldmüller (National Gallery - London, UK). From crtsy.net-artwork-ferdinand-georg-waldmuller-portrait-of-schaumbergs-wife; removed more obvious spots w P'shop 2460X2848 @150 1.4Mj.
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zevampirex · 7 months
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Merman birdy Stede. I have. No . Regrets.
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stanford-photography · 4 months
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Whimsical Headgear 01 By Jeff Stanford, 2023 Buy prints at: https://jeff-stanford.pixels.com/
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blissybuu · 6 months
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the tattoo I'm 'boutta get
also thinking about making it a sticker!
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Black Feather Bonnet, 1824, American or European.
Met Museum.
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prairie-tales · 1 year
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Arapaho war bonnet, c. 1900.
Region: Great Plains.
This splendid eagle-feather war bonnet belonged to the last great chief of the Arapaho, Chief Yellow Calf, who died in 1935. War bonnets like this one served a ceremonial purpose only and were usually made up of a cap or band with a long trail characterised by these erect feathers. The two colours of eagle feathers signify light and dark, daylight and night, summer and winter. The large feathers represent men and the small ones women – and they are greatly treasured.
The eagle is a sacred bird in many Native American belief systems. He is the messenger of the Creator, and legend tells how eagle feathers came to be used by the Native Americans. A solitary warrior was visited by seven great eagles who showed him how to make the war bonnets that would bring his tribe victories. Since then, the eagle has been a symbol of honour and feathers are given as prized gifts. It is considered a sign of good fortune to find an eagle feather and the possessor will always treat it with respect, giving it a place of prominence in the home. The feathers must never be mishandled or destroyed.
Source: ‘Folk Art’, Susann Linn-Williams, pp. 218-19.
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angeegoosey · 10 months
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Gullible
Summary: huoh-huoh-huoh, huoh-hhonk-hhhhhuohk. Huok-huok-huhok huok huok, huok-ok-oh-huok hhh onk
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(https://archiveofourown.org/works/46642462/chapters/117464623)
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angelsfool · 1 year
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dandelion is such an objectively stupid and silly ass character.
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gogmstuff · 2 years
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Images of 1860s dress (from top to bottom) -
1860 (reproduced in 1889 by Gustav William Henry Mullins) Austrian imperial family group photo (Royal Collection RCIN 2906856). From their Web site 2000X1586 @72 822kj. Photograph of a group portrait of members of the Austrian Royal family. In the back row, standing, from left to right, are Emperor Franz Josef of Austria, Archduke Maximilian (later the ill-fated Emperor Maximillian of Mexico), Charlotte, Archduchess Maximilian (later Empress Carlota), Archduke Ludwig of Austria and Archduke Karl Ludwig of Austria. In the front row, seated, from left to right are Empress Elisabeth of Austria (Sisi) with Crown Prince Rudolf on her lap, Archduchess Gisela of Bavaria, Archduchess Sophie of Austria and Franz Karl, Archduke of Austria.
1860-1865 Young woman by Raimundo de Madrazo (Setdart - 13Jul22 auction Lot 62). From invaluable.com-auction-lot-raimundo-de-madrazo-y-garreta-rome-1841-versaille-62-c-c4249d59ad; erased spots w Pshop 2867X3544 @150 1.7Mj.
1867 Grandmother's birthday by Josephus Laurentius Dyckmans (V&A). From tumblr.com/blog/view/the-perdita 1495X1823 @72 717kj.
1868 Luise Limbach by Conrad Freyberg (Braunschweigisches Landesmuseum - specific location ?). From Wikimedia 2544X3120 @299 2.9Mj.
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sanjisblackasswife · 11 months
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𝕊𝕠𝕗𝕥 𝕄𝕠𝕞𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕤 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕃𝕒𝕨
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ᴮˡᵏ!ᶠᵉᵐ ᴿᵉᵃᵈᵉʳ
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Soft moments with Law involves being on his lap as he studies late nights.
“Y’hungry?” He asks with a rasps in his voice when he taps your thigh, “Let’s go eat.”
Soft moments with Law involves him holding your hand firmly as you walk down the long halls down to the dining room, stealing glances at your slightly tiresome face and giving a small smirk
He appreciates you trying so hard to stay with him, he knows you can’t sleep unless he’s in bed with you.
Soft moments with Law involves him making a quick stop to his room to get your bonnet and help you put it on.
He thinks you look beautiful getting ready for bed
Soft moments with Law involves him making a sandwhich for you with your guidance and some cereal for himself.
He hates bread but dammit the way your eyes light up eating how he makes it, makes the man smirk.
Soft moments with Law involves him seeing some sauce on the corner of your lips and wiping it off with his thumb before landing a small peck.
He looks at you warmly when your face shows evidence of being flustered at the small gesture
Soft moments with Law involves him letting you lean on him when he sees you yawn after brushing your teeth. He pats your head and takes you back to his room for the night
He doesn’t care to finish his studying now, not when you look so comfortable in his black button down
Soft moments with Law involves him pulling you against his chest and throwing your thigh over his to rub gently. It kind of tickles at first but with the soothing sounds of his heart beat you ignore it
His heart rate goes faster when you kiss his skin and tell him “I love you.” while basking in his natural scent.
Soft moment with Law where almost every morning at 5am he wakes up, looks down and sees your resting face, you looked more beautiful than the day he fell in love with you.
He cages you in his arms like a teddy bear, (or Bepo but smaller) not wanting nor daring to let you go.
Soft Moments with Law involves him kissing your face, feathered butterfly kisses all over your cheek and lips as you peacefully sleep in his bare chest for the night whispering “Thank you.” as another way of him saying the hard 3 words he’s been meaning to tell you for months now. He will eventually, but for now he wishes to bask in your tired embrace.
You give him a level of comfort he haven’t felt in a long time.
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stanford-photography · 4 months
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Cosplay Fun in the Past 01 By Jeff Stanford, 2024 Buy prints at: https://jeff-stanford.pixels.com/
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inlovewithregencyera · 3 months
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Regency Era Accessories Part 5:
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I've converted this bonnet from Sims 2 creator maya40 when downloading please read the description.
Priscilla: A straw bonnet perfect for walking or strolling in the garden. (3 swatches)
Grace: A lace bonnet with plant greenery on the side for decoration, also perfect for walking! (1 swatch)
Francesca: A straw bonnet with 2 feathers, also perfect for walking lol (1 swatch)
Catherine: I'd say this one is more velvet so this is more for walking in the fall, the others are more suited for Spring and Summer. (2 swatches)
Here are some different angles of them in-game
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All of these bonnets are for the Regency era (1795-1837) but if we want to be specific with the years for use I'd say they range from the early 1800s-mid 1820s.
BGC and Hat Slider Compatible
Below I've included some pictures of Bonnets during this era
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fuckyeahisawthat · 2 years
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“S2 Stede in a simple linen shirt and plain trou--” you fools. That rowboat look was a base. That was practically his birthday suit because he was being reborn again into a new life. And he still had a cute lil sash to flutter in the breeze.
This man saw a decades-old tatty piece of silk and immediately thought hey! that would make a cute accent piece! and he made it happen effortlessly. S2 no-money romantic hero Stede is gonna be rocking some lewks assembled out of whatever he can scrounge up or steal.
And now that he is decidedly more pirate than gentleman my pet theory is that certified Theater Gay Stede Bonnet is gonna go full pirate cosplay. He’s gonna have the billowy white shirt with a little less lace and a little more exposed collarbone and he’s gonna have so many color-coordinated sash and headscarf ensembles (just a pop of color really pulls the whole look together don’t you think?) and the tricorner hat is gonna be back with just the most ridiculous feather stuck in it (peacock? I’m hoping for peacock) and he’ll be combing through the wardrobe of every ship they raid like an 18th-century Bergdorf sample sale.
Mark my words. As Pirate King Elizabeth Swann was for lesbians, so shall Stede Bonnet be for flamboyant gay men.
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prairie-tales · 1 year
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Native American war bonnet made with golden eagle feathers, weasel skins, glass beads and dressed hide.
Belonged to Chief Sitting Bull of the Lakota Sioux tribe, c. 1870.
Source: Royal Ontario Museum.
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lizzy-bonnet · 11 months
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I love Jane Austen's work and I love podcasts, so naturally I follow several JA podcasts (please drop recs in the tags). I'm enjoying Live from Pemberley from Hot and Bothered, but a comment from literally the first episode of the series has been circulating in my brain since I listened to it several months ago: one of the hosts expressed surprise (and disappointment?) in the fact that when we first meet Lizzy, she is "employed in trimming a hat". This comment literally comes right after a conversation about how Austen tells us so much in the very short space of Chapter 1; without wasting any words, we know exactly who Mr. and Mrs. Bennet are (lightly toxic relationship), understand their family situation (need to marry well), meet the main driver of the first act (rich man in the neighbourhood), and understand a social dilemma (girls can't meet him if Mr. Bennet does not make the first overture). So what is Austen telling us when we meet Lizzy in the employment of trimming a hat?
We so often read a sort of modern girlboss feminism into Lizzy because she is smart and stands up for herself, but I think that's something that really gets embroidered on to the text. Lizzy trimming a bonnet is telling us several things about her:
She is frugal - new hats and bonnets are really expensive (my casual hobby is shopping for reproduction bonnets and this remains true), because the straw is braided by hand, the bonnet shape is assembled and blocked by hand, feathers have to be gathered from real (living or dead) birds, ribbons and flowers are hand-finished, the whole situation is fuck expensive. Lizzy is most likely putting new trim on a straw or wool bonnet she already owns to make it work better for this season's fashions, or a new dress, and possibly recycling trimmings from other hats. Contrast this with Lydia's spending all her pocket money on an ugly hat in Chapter 39, just so she can reduce it to parts, even though she acknowledges she'll also have to buy some extra satin too, to finish the project.
She cares about fashion - we don't get a lot of information on sartorial choices in Austen's work, and when characters are discussing fashion, it tends to be a framework for explaining something about their characters; Miss Steele's need to know how much Marianne's dresses cost (rude, crass); Mrs. Bennet's loving description of the lace on Mrs. Hurst's gown (shallow); Catherine Moreland's agonizing over what to wear to the Assembly (young, a bit flighty); Bingley wears a blue coat (has probably read The Sorrows of Young Werther, is fashionable). The fact that Lizzy is trimming a hat tells us she is fashionable, but paired with the fact that she will get a petticoat muddy in order to see her sister, and does not spend a lot of time worrying after fashion like Lydia tells us that she does not live and die on fashion.
She is creative - I've trimmed various hats and bonnets over my years of interest in historical fashion and honestly it's not easy. It's quite fiddly to get a nice ribbon edge, a ruched lining takes forever, and getting sprays of florals and feathers to be nicely shaped and all in a complementary palette is quite fussy. Getting a nice looking bonnet requires some thinking and planning. But it's also great fun! The Regency era is, in my opinion, a particularly good period for hats.
She is normal - I think Austen wants the reader to understand that Lizzy is a young woman with normal cares and concerns. She doesn't have cash for a new bonnet, she wants to look nice, she knows how to put an outfit together, she's not frivolous like her sisters, and she engages in the typical pursuits of someone who is not yet one and twenty who does not have a specific occupation.
A lot of modern readers are expecting Lizzy to be striding around the countryside unconcerned with "girly" things, or reading a clever book because we have come to think of her as proto-feminist in a way that suggests she might be a bra (corset) burner, but I think that comes from an outdated feminist lens that still wants to tell us that girly things are bad, or at least, a bit weak, and I don't see that in the text at all (I think some of this trickles over from the adaptations). Lizzy walks enthusiastically, she enjoys reading (but not to the exclusion of other employments), she dances very well and plays with mediocrity, she cares deeply about her friends and family, she has excellent manners, and dammit, she trims hats.
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iambilliejeanok · 3 months
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have you already done how Itachi would spend Valentine's day with his s/o, sfw and nsfw plss
Warnings: 18+, equal fluffs and smut🩷 scenario
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He’s honestly a very country kind of guy. He loves the peace and serenity that comes with living on a farm. He doesn’t really like the bustle of the inner village, most especially on Valentine’s Day. Everyone is occupying every restaurant, couples are filling the streets, arm in arm and he just feels like it’s way too overrated to take you there. He prefers to plan things out for just the two of you to enjoy alone.
Despite his daily efforts at keeping you smiling and happy, preparation for Valentine’s Day can be a tad bit stressful for him. He needs for things to be perfect just for you. Careful not to wake you up, he’ll sneak out of your shared bed and into the kitchen, where he will whip up the finest breakfast for the finest girl in the world, wiping the sweat off his forehead as he shapes the pancakes into cute little teddy bares and drips some syrup over them with a smile on his face while he imagines your adorable reaction to them.
He already sprinkled some rose and peony petals all over your room while you were still asleep, and even placed some ever so carefully around your sleeping frame and sprinkled some on top of you since he thinks you look like a dream that way. He might go a little overboard with the petals though, since he practically covers the house in them, but please be understanding okay. He’s a sweet boy and a new lover, so he’s pretty imaginative about Valentine’s Day.
There are endless trails of pink, white and red petals leading to every room and you can’t help but giggle at the exaggeration. You love him so much for doing all this for you though, and he sweetly requests to join you in the petal and bubble filled bathtub shortly after the two of you have a nice, peaceful breakfast together in the kitchen with the windows open, allowing the cool morning breeze and fresh smells of nature to wake y’all up.
There’s nothing he loves more than soaking in the bathtub with you, and turns bright red as though this is all new to him, when you litter his pretty face with kisses and verbally communicating how grateful you are to have him in your life. He loves to feel needed and appreciated and when you demonstrate that to him physically, he gives in like a desperate whore, letting you ride him in the bathtub to your hearts content. He feels so special as you kiss and nip his face and neck while you slowly bounce on him, soft whimpers leaving his lips at the feel of your warm walls suctioning him as you lift yourself up, his eyes rolling to the back of his head when you allow gravity to help you sit all the way on him and he’s so lost in the height of pleasure you’re keeping him on, his hands gripping your hips so hard as he desperately tries to meet you with needy thrusts, wishing he could go deeper despite how you already feel him deep in your tummy. He didn’t intend to have you wreck pleasurable havoc on him on your special day of romance and strongly preferred to be the one to take you to these heights, but you look so ethereal with your opal pink bonnet still on, bubbles and petals littered on your shoulders and breasts, your face contorting as you near a climax so powerful that it forces him to cum with you and of course he obeys as he let’s lose, sitting upright to hold you tight, the bathroom filled with soft music and desperate moans of one another’s names. He lays back down against the tub with the his arms still around you, breathing heavy while he plants feather light kisses on your face. The two of you just lay there in one anothers arms, the hot water wrapping the two of you up perfectly as you take in one another’s presence, his dick still buried deep inside of you, slowly growing hard again and when you shift in surprise, he immediately apologizes to you for not giving you what you clearly needed sooner.
He’s so sweet you literally feel like you don’t deserve him, reassuring him that you had a wonderful time and that you enjoyed yourself as much as he did. Despite this, he can’t help shake away his guilt and when the two of you get out of the tub, he dries you off gently, picking you up bridal style to carry you back to bed, tossing you on the soft mattress with a smile on his face over your giddy giggles. He spreads your legs wide open, and hushes you when you begin to protest, reassuring him that he really doesn’t have to do all this and that the bathtub was enough, but he insists; “Sweetheart cmon, I really wanted to this anyway. Please?”, he practically begs, and just how can you say no to him????
He most definitely wants to take a walk with you on the farm or even a nice little stroll in the nearby forest and packs a nice picnic for the two of you to sit down under a tree on a nice patch of grass and eat. He bought you a gorgeous dress of your style and tastes and has you standing under almost every tree so he can take pictures of you, joining you in a few of them. You’re just so stunning to him and he needs to add these to his photo album. He’s very open to suggestion, if it will make your day of course and will even sing to you if you request that. He doesn’t consider himself an amazing singer, but his voice is so incredibly soothing that you just wanna listen to him all day, resting your head onhis lap while you relax to his divine voice. There’s something about listening to him sing that makes you wet and when you sit up to straddle his lap, he already has an idea of what you’re trying to do. Of course he’s happy to give it, but he’s shocked to hearthat you want to be in control. You’re clearly taking advantage of the day, and despite how often he usually denies your requests to too him, he’ll allow you to have things your way today. He has to admit though, he loves having you take care of him like this, it makes him feel special and the thought of you taking him how you want makes his dick twitch and he can’t help but feel like he’s being the receiver here and he worries , thinking you’re the one who actually deserves all this pleasure, especially on Valentine’s Day, but since you really want this, how can the lover boy possibly deny you?!
You love how smooth his skin feels on your tongue as you decorate his neck with more hickies, dragging your tongue up his neck, his jawline and finally, penetrating it into his mouth as you gently have your way with him, kissing him passionately. He quickly grows excited over allowing you to have so much control, but even so, he wants to please you, he needs to please you, it’s Valentines Day after all. Gently rubbing your thighs, he sneaks his hands up your dress, grabbing both your cheeks into his hands and squeezing gently. When he hears you moan excitedly into his mouth, he goes feral for a moment and tries his best to compose himself and behave, hooking your undies with his middle and ring finger to pull the pesky material to the side and expose your woman hood to his curious fingers. You’re wet and you’re dripping on his fingers before he could even touch you with him, the kiss growing aggressive as you try to contain your own neediness. He feels himself growing hot at the thought of you being so aroused over topping him and wonders why he only ever allowed you to dominate him today when he could’ve been experiencing this for the past 8 months. He might tease you for a bit, only so he can take in the many expressions you make on your pretty face as you softly plead for him. “Itachi babe, please”, you beg, grinding your hips down onto his fingers to get him to touch you where you needed it most. Now how the HELL can he say no to that? He’s immediately rubbing circles on your clit, mesmerized by the sweet sounds you’re making on his lap, your hands running over his chest and his arms, greedily feeling him up as you shudder from how good you feel and he can’t resist penetrating your wet cunt with his two fingers, your mouth hanging open as you instantly cum, squirming on his lap as he slowly sinks them in deeper, just past his second knuckle. He immediately starts pumping the digits in and out of you, and you’re already riding wave after wave of pleasure as he stretches out the intense pleasure of your orgasm. “Hey, look at me”, he softly reminds you, and you do just as you’re told, brown eyes looking into black ones as you begin to grind his fingers earnestly, desperate for another orgasm. He meets your hips with fast, controlled pumps and you’re morning his name out in ecstasy, shuddering as you fall against him, wrapping your arms and his neck. He smirks with pride, his face buried between your breasts as you hold him against you but he’s not quite satisfied yet, planning on taking more from you since you’ve forgotten to be the top in this moment, but to his surprise, you let go of him to unbutton his pants, reaching for his thick cock. He wonders when you became so greedy and if you got it from him. Rubbing his thick warm shaft against your moist vulva a few times lubricates him just enough for you to finally line with your dripping wet entrance, slowly sitting down on him, letting him bury himself as deep inside of you as you can handle. You both moan in ecstasy and can’t help but talk softly to one another as you ride him like you did in the morning.
As the evening nears, the weather gets cooler and he purposefully takes his sweet time walking back home with you, knowing you’d immediately be down to have another session in the tub and when the two of you are all done, the sun is beginning to set and he’s ready to finally give you all the gifts he’s bought during the week. He gently ties a blindfold over your eyes and wraps his arm around your waist, while holding your hand in his to guide you into the living room, where’s he’s lined up all your gifts and set up a cozy blanket fort in front of the fire place, where he plans on making love to you all night long after a movie and some snacks.
You’re reeling over the giant teddies, the huge bouquets and many boxes of jelwery and chocolates. He bought each and every single gift with your reaction in mind and it made him grow even more excited for this day. He’s surprised and can’t stop himself from blushing when you show him the gifts you got for him. He genuinely wasn’t expecting it, but also wonders what exactly he was expecting, realising just how much you love him too. He really looks forward to spending every day with you, but Valentines Day has to be on top of the list as one of his favorite holidays.
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